#either way HECK YEAH QUEEN
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Back in like January 2022 , i made a post about like elysian being a person. Someone who knows everything about the lost cities and doesn't interfere?
And well yeah we've read Stellarlune's ending....
why are you looking at me i swear i didnt do anything why do people keep thinking im shannon stahp i don't even have a fake baby hand
#this is a joke#if she saw it and took inspiration that's SO COOL BABE#also#either way HECK YEAH QUEEN#BADASS PREDICTIONS#love you for this#kotlc#kotlc stellarlune#stellarlune spoilers#kotlc spoilers#elysian#kotlc elysian#thanks for the ask!
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A collection of short Tragic Backstory (TM) tales requested by @noneatnonedotcom
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WHITE ROSE
Weiss and RWBY’s big day out! it's totally not an excuse for Weiss to buy ruby things she likes so she can make her smile.
Weiss: "I'm only doing this because there's things I want to get it's not like I'm doing it for you d-dolt"
Ruby: "SHE SAID THE LINE!!!"
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Weiss: I'm sorry, what?
Ruby: You said the line!
Weiss: What line? (Sneezes, Shivers) Am I the only one who feels really cold right now?
Yang: What? How's that possible? You're the Ice Queen.
Weiss: I'm aware of my nickname. What I'm not aware of is what Ruby is talking about.
Blake: The tsundere trope.
Weiss: The what?
Blake: The tsundere trope. A tsundere is a character who acts mean and aggressive towards others, yet has a secret desire for them that they keep hidden.
Weiss: (Rolls eyes) Oh, please. Besides, who would I tsundere at anyways?
Ruby: Well, there's me, and Yang, and Blake, and Jaune-
Weiss: No. No. No. And god no!
Ruby: Weiss! Don't be mean!
Yang: Yeah, wouldn't want ya to be too tsun-tsun, would we?
Weiss: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!
Ruby/Yang: TSUN-TSUN! TSUN-TSUN!
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RENORA SUPPORTS KING ARC
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Jaune: Ah... Thanks for hanging out with us on the roof, guys. We really appreciate it.
Nora: Do you, though? We're not getting in the way of your make-out session, are we?
Mercury: Haha! Yeah, are we~?
Pyrrha: (Blushing, Covering her face)
Ren: It's the least we could do. Team RWBEY said they wanted to go out for a girl's night out with just their side of the team, so Nora and I thought we could do something similar with our side.
Jaune: Well, I still appreciate it.
Pyrrha: So do I.
Mercury: Even if we're interrupting your kissing time?
Pyrrha: (Glares at him) Watch it.
Nora: Besides, we're your whistles!
Ren: Vassals.
Nora: Vessels, yeah! Anything for our king.
Jaune: ...What if I wasn't the king? What if I really was who I said I was and I wasn't any kind of royalty. Would you still follow me as your leader?
Mercury: Absolutely not.
Pyrrha: (Growls)
Jaune: That makes sense. I'm nothing special.
Mercury: Heh, and that is why I wouldn't follow you. You're nothing special. Heck, Cinder wasn't either, but she still acted like it. You should really stop putting yourself down so much.
Ren: Especially when you've already done so much for the rest of us.
Jaune: What do you mean?
Ren: When Nora and I left our village, it was after a Grimm attack, and we wandered until we were picked up by an orphanage. We'd been stuck at the hip since then, and I would sometimes think about who I am without Nora. Since becoming part of your team, I feel like we've both grown into our own. Nora's found other friends she can hang around with, and I've spent a lot of time self-reflecting on who I am without her.
Mercury: And what would that be?
Ren: (Looks to Jaune) A brother.
Nora: Aw~!
Mercury: Ugh... This is way to sappy. Can we light a bonfire up here?
Pyrrha: On the roof? I don't think-
Nora: Ooh! Yeah! Let's show Team RWBY what they're missing out on!
Jaune: No, no, we shouldn- ACK! NORA! PUT THAT FIRE OUT RIGHT NOW!
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SALEM AND JAUNE
Jaune and Salem debate the nature of heroism.
Their core arguments are as follows
Salem: "at the end of the day a hero is someone who wishes for others to suffer without the grimm your entire way of life would vanish"
Jaune: "no, a hero is someone who helps. it could be against grimm but just as easily it could be natural disasters, human corruption, or the existential dread of living. the thing that marks a hero is their humility and willingness to try to make things better. a true hero is someone who sees a sacrifice must be made and chooses themselves to pay that price"
Who wins the debate? And what does salem want out of questioning our young hero?
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???: So, you are the one everyone is talking about?
Jaune: Huh? Who-
???: (Flickers into view) I have to say, I'm impressed by what you and Cinder were able to accomplish what James could not.
Jaune: Cinder? How do you know Cinder?
???: I know a lot of people, dear. But there aren't a lot of people who know me.
Jaune: Ugh... You're as bad as Ozpin.
???: So I've heard. I'll take it as a compliment this time.
Jaune: So, who are you, and what do you want from me?
???: I will answer your question, but only one of them. I'll allow you the choice.
Jaune: ...What do you want from me?
???: Smart. You really are as dangerous as they say, aren't you?
Jaune: That doesn't answer my question.
???: No, it doesn't. ...Very well. I have a question for you, oh "king of Vale".
Jaune: Ugh... No... I'm not-
???: I know you're not the king of Vale.
Jaune: I... You don't?
???: No. I knew the king of Vale, and he was twice the fool you were.
Jaune: Wait, but I thought the king of Vale died a long time ago.
???: He did. Much longer than almost everyone can remember.
Jaune: Almost everyone...
???: And now for my question for you. Are you a hero?
Jaune: What?
???: Are? You? A hero?
Jaune: I... I guess? I mean, that's what everybody else tells me. But I was just doing what I thought was right.
???: What you thought was right... And what of that one fool? That... Bull Faunus who attempted to murder your sister. I have no doubts he thought he was doing what he thought was right.
Jaune: That's not the same. Adam was a terrorist who wanted to hurt people that weren't involved in his cause. He was just looking for a hostage for an easy get away after putting people in danger with his terrorist attack.
???: And because he failed, that makes him the one in the wrong. Could it be that if you were the one who lost that day, that if you were the one imprisoned by the victors that you would be the one who was wrong, and he would be the hero.
Jaune: No, he wouldn't.
???: How can you be so sure?
Jaune: Because threatening children is obviously wrong! Adam Taurus almost murdered my sister, scarring her for life because he wanted to force an ideal that only he believes in!
???: And you believe this difference makes you a hero, and him the villain?
Jaune: What I believe is that everyone wants to throw stupid labels at me when all I want is to just live a normal life without people harassing and threatening my family and friends!
???: And the Wyvern threatened your family and friends, did it not?
Jaune: ...It would have.
???: So you killed it because it WOULD have threatened your family and friends?
Jaune: I-
???: So a hero is someone who slaughters his enemies for the sake of a potential threat to those closest to him. Is that right?
Jaune: ...
???: I will take your silence as-
Jaune: No. That's not what a hero is. A hero is someone who is willing to risk their life to protect someone or something that can't protect themselves, even if that someone or something isn't aware of what's threatening them. A hero acts to protect, not destroy for glory.
???: ...
???: (Fades away) How interesting...
Jaune: Wait, where did you-
Yang: Yo, Vomit Boy!
Jaune: Huh? Yang? Wait, where did she...
Yang: You done hanging out in that alley, or what?
Jaune: Hm... I'll be right there!
Salem: (In her castle, Watching Seer) Yes... How interesting indeed.
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CASTLE ON THE HILL
Turns out jaune inherited a castle. Like an actual freaking castle. Ozpin's been taking care of it and getting it ready for modern habitation oddly enough it was on the beacon property and left to him by the previous king Ozwald.
Ozpin: **sips coffee** "this should elveviate my bordom. dance puppets dance"
Glynda: "ozpin, did you let qrow spike your coffee again?
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Nora: Ren! Look! I'm queen of a real castle now~!
Ren: Nora! Get down from there!
Weiss: This castle is massive! It's even bigger than the mansion I grew up in!
Pyrrha: I think you're the only one in this group that can say that.
Ruby: Well, maybe not the only one. (Giggles, Points to Jaune)
Jaune: ...How many pitfalls does this make now?
Yang: I think that's the third one I managed to save your life from.
Jaune: Right. Glad to have you here, Yang. Without you, I surely would have fallen to my ten foot drop to certain death.
Yang: Hey, you never know. One fall could be your last one ever!
Jaune: ...I'm pretty sure Ruby survived bigger falls, but whatever. How much would renovating this cost?
Blake: (Tapping scroll) Considering current cost of construction contracts, and the amount of time it would take to plan, prepare, and execute a renovation, I'd say about five years and one hundred thousand lien.
Jaune: For this whole castle?!
Blake: No, of course not.
Jaune: Phew... For a second, I thought-
Blake: That's just for the central hall. Calculating the rest, it would take-
Jaune: Stop! Stop! I don't even know why Professor Ozpin even game me this stupid castle in the first place, especially since I have to be the one to foot the bill on all of it!
Nora: It's because you're the- WHOA!
Jaune: (Flinches at each crash)
Nora: (At the bottom of a pit) I'M OKAY~!
Yang: Well, it's gonna cost even more now.
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PURRHA
It's time for a DATE NIGHT! watch as we spin the wheel of romance and end up on.... Blake and Pyrrha? that's a rare pare oh but they're talking about Blake’s fanfics about jaune and Pyrrha, what's this Pyrrha’s been commissioning them? well at least they have fun.... where's jaune? (not pictured jaune training with Nora in the gym to get better at hugging)
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Blake: So, what else are you and Jaune-
Pyrrha: ATATATA! Pumpkin Pete and Patty!
Blake: Right. What else are "Pumpkin Pete and Patty" doing besides working on their fourteenth kid?
Pyrrha: It's only six children right now, and I was thinking maybe a romantic evening out at the lake.
Cardin: Hey.
Blake: Uh-huh, and how much smut are you wanting in this one?
Pyrrha: It's not smut, it's tasteful lemon.
Blake: Pyrrha, the last scene you had me write was Pumpkin Patty railing Pumpkin Pete on a hotel balcony, with him crying "Pyrrha! Pyrrha!" which you told me was rabbit for "my love."
Cardin: Excuse me.
Pyrrha: But that's-
Blake: And while she's pegging him, Pumpkin Patty is shouting "Jaune! Jaune!" which you insisted was rabbit for "my beloved." Listen, Pyrrha, I enjoy a good nsfw as much as the next girl, but I'm thinking you're not really understanding the amount of effort that goes into-
Cardin: Hey!
Pyrrha: (Turns) WE ARE TRYING TO DISCUSS IMPORTANT DETAILS, WINCHESTER! FUCK OFF!
Cardin: Er, sorry to interrupt your date, but uh... I just thought I'd let you know your boyfriend is gonna throw his back out if his partner keeps swapping weights.
Pyrrha: What are you- JAUNE?!
Jaune: NoRA! Are you SURE this will WOrk?
Nora: HAHAHA! I HAVE NO IDEA!
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WE’RE DOING A PRE-SEQUEL!
they're making a movie about jaune's life! they can't seem to decide on which version of his tragic backstory (tm) they wanna use though. walk us through each of RWBY’s and NPR’s versions of the story using a different genre for each character's narration.
(I find the idea of Weiss being a hopless romantic for jaune and Pyrrha really funny so Weiss’s should be a romance)
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Nora: Jaune, are you excited about the new movie coming out~?!
Jaune: What new movie? Ooh! Is it gonna have Spruce Willis in it?!
Nora: Mm... No, not that I saw. Why, do you think Spruce Willis could pull off a decent you?
Weiss: I think the bigger issue is a matter of physique. Spruce Willis is a man in his 40s, one who is both bald and physically peaked. Jaune... is Jaune.
Jaune: No offense taken...
Ruby: Spruce Willis probably wouldn't be that great for Jaune. Maybe someone more like... Spark M. Hill.
Weiss: Ruby, he's nearly sixty and his most prominent role now is as a voice actor.
Ruby: (Gasps) It's gonna be animated~?!
Meanwhile, at a meeting with the movie producers, or whoever it is that's creatively responsible for making movies.
"For the millionth and last time, it's not going to be animated!" Yelled a man in a designer T-shirt, featuring a special effects TV show character. "My vision includes real action with real explosions!"
"We don't have it in the budget for any kind of explosions." Calmly replied a man in glasses shifting his abacus to and fro. He didn't know how to use it. He just wanted an excuse to shift beads around like a toddler in a dentist's office. "We also can't afford a team of animators, either. They're almost as expendable as explosives."
"You mean expensive, right?" A woman in a business suit said. When met with silence, she returned to her coffee cup flap. She dressed way too formally for this meeting.
"Well, if we can't do action on such a high budget, how about a detective mystery?" Replied another woman, dressed not as formally with her leather jacket. "Jaune is supposed to be smart, right? Well, why not have him solve detective cases? Have him run around the city of Vale, scrounging for clues, only to realize he was the killer all along."
"...No. Just no."
"Alright, let's put it to a vote then." The man in the T-Shirt said, pulling free an empty water cup. "Maybe we can at least agree on something. Write what you want on this scrap of paper and then put it in the cup. Then I'l lask one of you to pull out a piece while looking the other direction."
The team did so and each wrote their choice and placed them into the cup. Once filled, the man in the T-Shirt rattled the cup around, then held it out to the formally dressed woman. Pulling out a strip of paper, they had their movie genre.
"Harem anime."
A silence fell over the room. One by one, everyone stood from their seats and left the room. Only the woman in the business suit remained, sitting in place as she stared at their movie choice. Looking up, she asked the empty room.
"What's a harem?"
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Drunken Daze (part 1)
Bang Chan x reader smut MDNI 🔞
Part 1 | Part 2 | to be continued
I saw this prompt somewhere and the little cricket in my brain got excited. I'm not sure if I should like, actually write the actual smut? Sound off in the comments, besties? Yeah-
Anyway, you and your bestie Chris get munted and you confess you've never had an orgasm from sex with a man and he gets rightfully miffed and decides to take matters into his own hands (hehe I'm the queen of puns). Anyway, this is just the setup, Idk if anyone wants to read the actual smut bc I'm not sure I'm good at that bit. Well, I'mma shut up now, pls enjoy?
The room spun around as you stumbled your way to the sofa, spilling the contents of your glass in the process and laughing at your own clumsiness. No effort was made to clean up the mess and, instead, you simply brought the cup to your lips in hopes that some of the drink would have survived the ordeal.
"Felix is gonna kill you," he said in between heartfelt giggles, struggling to sit up straight for a minute until he just gave up and slouched.
"Not if I kill him first," you retaliated, as menacingly as you could muster in your current drunken state. "He's probably getting some pussy right now, he doesn't give a fuck."
"Wish that was me," he commented, half-jokingly. You laughed, but you could feel heat pooling in all those places you wished were being touched. "It's been a long ass time."
His confession came as a bit of a shock. Sure, he was short as fuck, slightly awkward, and had the weirdest sense of humour that not everyone could handle but, if one could look past those character flaws, your friend Chris was a heck of a catch: cute face but not so handsome it's intimidating, nice veiny hands, a six-pack and, to top it all off, a nice round booty. Not to mention the dimples when he smiled, his warm brown eyes, the way his voice went up an octave when he was excited, how he curled up in his sleep like a silly little cat and -
"Yeah, same," you simply replied, unsure of how long it had been since he spoke, your mind racing more than usual - perhaps it was the alcohol or the fact that you suddenly became aware that Chris was wearing the perfume you had gifted him for his birthday a while back, something musky and sensual with a hint of sweetness, just like the man himself. "And it's not like I've been having any good action, either."
You were ready to lay the subject to rest and suggest watching some dumbass show, like The Tiger King or something equally outrageous but your last confession seemed to hit your best friend like a brick to the face.
"You're saying your ex never made you come?"
You were glad he couldn't see your face because you could swear it had turned as red as a fire engine. "N-no," you stuttered, hyper-aware of your existence all of a sudden. "Nobody has, ok? It's not that uncommon-"
"It's a fucking tragedy, is what is it," Chris protested, sounding like an activist fighting for equal rights. Which, in a way, he kind of was - fight for your right to orgasm, which was actually pretty valid. "Men are a nightmare!"
The way his voice swelled up with passion was funny, you couldn't deny, plus he sounded genuinely appaled. You simply nodded in agreement, as if he could see it, and looked around for the bottle of rum. However, when you tried to get up to fetch it, your knees immediately gave up on you, much to Chris's amusement.
"I bet I could make you come," he said matter-of-factly and you froze in your tracks, unsure if you were hallucinating, checking your glass for some weird powders or something. "It can't be that hard, those dudes are just idiots."
You gave up on trying to climb back onto the sofa and just decided to lie down on the floor, eyes fixed on the ceiling, doing your best to ignore Chris's musings. He was probably just speaking out of his ass, plus you were both pretty intoxicated.
"I bet they didn't even kiss you properly," he continued, and you wished he'd shut the fuck up, because his words were genuinely destroying you a little. "Probably didn't even tell you you're beautiful and that your hair smells nice."
"Chris, shut up," you spat, no longer amused. "Why are you torturing me like this?"
"What do you mean," he asked earnestly. Standing up felt like quite the workout but you felt you had to do it in order to look him in the eye for once. He looked confused and awfully drunk, as expected, his brown eyes open as wide as physically possible, his lips slightly parted.
"I've been trying not to fall for you, you're making it damn hard," you confessed with a deep sigh, bottom lip quivering, tears forming in your eyes.
Instead of replying, his eyes lingered on yours for a painful while, before he got up and stumbled his way into the hallway. You wanted to cry, really cry and possibly sob even. Not only because you were horrendously unsure of what had just happened, but mostly because you were supposed to share his double bed with him and that would feel super awkward after your stupid confession, so you'd just have to drag your ass to his roomate Felix's bed and hope the blonde didn't randomly show up at 4AM high off his rockers, he was cool and all but you didn't know each other like that.
You blacked out, you sure did. Your back sore from napping on the cold hard floor, head still spinning but not as bad as before, stomach growling and your mouth feeling drier than a convenience store sandwich. Rubbing your eyes, you made your way to his kitchen, wondering if Felix was back already because sleeping on the floor or on that busted-ass IKEA sofa seemed like your worst nightmare.
"Come to bed, you silly goose," his voice startled you out of your skin and you nearly screamed.
"Fucking hell, Chris-"
Trying to brush him off, you took a pint glass from his cupboard and filled it with tap water which you proceeded to down before shamelessly stealing a pack of Tim Tams from his side of the pantry - you hoped it was his side, at least.
"Are you still drunk," you raised an eyebrow, finally capable of looking him in the eye for a bit before embarrassment settled in once more.
"I mean, a little, but I want you in my bed," he shrugged and had the audacity to give you his world-famous puppy eyes. Now you had to do whatever he said. Those sad little stupid eyes could convince you to commit murder, legit. "I prommy I won't do anything."
"What the fuck does that mean, Christopher?"
"I meant everything I said, but I wish I had said it in a less cocky, sober-er? More sober? Yeah… way. I guess."
You had to stop chewing on your Tim Tam to fully process what the fuck was happening in that godforsaken kitchen at ungodly hours of the night. "Listen, let's just get some sleep and-"
"Can I kiss you?"
"Chris, you're not thinking straight-"
But before you could finish your sentence, his lips were on yours and you had to swallow the damn biscuit -cookie?- quickly before giving up your dignity to kiss him back, immediately moaning into his plush lips and feeling like an absolute fucking tosser. You started to wonder if you were dreaming or hallucinating, especially when his hand cupped your chin like in some fucking Keira Knightley movie. He seemed deadset on getting another moan out of you because his other hand immediately roamed inside your shirt, his fingertips very gently grazing up and down your side, that particular super-sensitive spot he had once accidentally found when he tried to tickle you.
"F-fuck-" You couldn't believe how easy you were being and how shitty you'd feel the following day once the hungover had fully run its course and your brain was running optimally once more. "I love you-"
I done fucked up, you thought to yourself when his lips abruptly left yours.
"I'm gonna make you come so hard you'll be forced to say that again."
Without another word, he took your hand and guided you to his bedroom. You'd been there a thousand times, you'd slept on his bed next to him, you'd spent countless hours playing League of Legends with him in there yet, for some reason, it felt unrecognisable this time. Even though you had sobered up, you somehow still felt horrendously drunk, maybe drunk on him and his stupid sexy perfume - that you blamed yourself for - and his stupid curly hair and his dumbass muscular arms and…
"Say my name, baby," he cooed, voice gentle but deeper than usual, a hint of darkness in his throat.
"C-Chris. Christopher-"
He chuckled, blushing as if he felt a little embarrassed by his own desire to dirty talk you.
"You'll be moaning a lot more in a moment."
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You know, I've been scrolling through the tags, and I've seen some posts arguing either that Colin never loved Marina or that he did love her and anyone who thinks other ways is being being misogynistic or racist.
And I will say that I agree that we can't overlook the mysogynoir I also think that many people are missing the big picture here: that Colin hasn't been in love at all based on the shows definition of love.
Okay like here me out before everyone jumps down my throat.
I will concede that love is complex. It comes in many forms. While I have never experiences puppy love I don't want to devalue the experience of others who have.
What I am trying to say is that based on how the show defines love in each of its stories. He just hasn't been mature enough to be in love.
Violet tells Daphne that the best match/choice is your best friend. Though each story takes on a different troupe (fake relationship and enemies to lovers) the heart of it is the same. Love is wanting someone who is your friend. Someone who you know well and can share parts of yourself that you don't share with anyone else. Someone who challenges you to grow and you you are willing to be open minded for. Someone you want to stick with even when life is tough. Passion and all that is part of yeah but essentially that is the gist from the main show and Queen Charlotte.
While I personally do think Colin has affection for both Marina and Pen and he knows and liked the idea of love, but He just isn't mature enough to love anyone in that way yet.
He could never have been Marina's best friend not because of the lies but because he hadnt really tried to be. He never seem to actually get to know her. He liked dancing with her and spending time with her but, and forgive me if I'm wrong since it has been a while since I watched it last but Colin didn't seem to ask her her much past the superficial or the rescue attempts.
He had the whole willingness to stick it out with her. And he definitely had the feelings. I don't think its fair to downplay that Colin felt genuine care and infatuation. Maybe it was based on a fantasy more than the reality, but those are still valid feelings.
I do think Colin definitely could have grown to love Marina because if they had gotten married they would have eventually grown to be each other's friends since he cared for her and would be more than eilling to make it work, but that also would depend on whether Marina ever let down her guard and stopped playing the part of wanting to be with him for security reasons (Which I don't think is a crime worth all the hate it gets her).
By the same token, he isn't in love with pen. Again there is genuine care. And Pen for sure loves him. He is one of her best friends, she would do anything for him. She wants to protect him and she sees him in a way no one else does.
Obviously while Colin also matches some of that, he isn't there yet. He cares for Pen, he sees a part of her that no one else does, and he's her friend. But he doesn't actually see all of her yet. And I'm not just taking about the LW thing. But everything that goes with it. She isn't a damsel that needs rescuing or a puppy to coddle. She is capable witty and talented.
He definitely sees some of it, but not enough.
Now again if we are going to talk about the complexities of love and validation of experiences.
Then yes Colin loved Marina and he loves Penelope. Just like Anthony loved Sienna and loves Kate.
Love isn't just one thing or another, and it isn't always equally reciprocated.
But I feel that in the context of the shows idea and presentation of love, Colin has not loved anyone truly and probably won't love Pen right away either because he just hasn't matured enough yet to get it.
I don't think this is a particularly new or insightful thought but hadn't seen yet while i was scrolling.
Also yall who are out here waiting for Marina to die....what the heck. I am someone who likes Phillip x Eloise's story, though I think a lot of that would have to be revamped for the show Eloise if they were going to do it.
I honestly would think that they will move on to Benedict before Eloise. That aside I'm not like out here counting down the moments and anticipating the death of a character...
Jeez. Yall out here posting crap that makes me like not want to admit I liked eloise's book.
But
Liking Phillipe x Eloise is not equal to wanting Marina dead ASAP.
I feel like I shouldn't have to say that but apparently it needs to be said.
That's pretty disgusting, y'all, especially knowing how poorly Ruby Barker has been treated.
Now I know you can feel away about a character and not an actor, but I don't think giving the trolls validation is a good thing.
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I was thinking back to Revenge of the Spider Queen and how Wukong would interact with Spider Queen and, if I'm being honest, he was kind of misogynistic. At least, at first glance. Examples are the way he'd constantly refuse to call her by her title and the fact he put emphasis on the fact he was king while she was queen.
But then I thought of it by another perspective.
What if... when he called her Princess and such, he wasn't mocking her gender, but her abilities as a monarch? When he'd first met her in JTTW, she'd been living in a shack. Her 'kingdom' was an old, rundown shack. Her current kingdom was a sewer with only three actual subjects of her own. If that isn't a sign of a poor ruler, I don't know what is.
Monkey King, he drinks his Respect Women juice. He grew up in a troop of primarily matriarchal monkeys who eventually chose him as their first king after he proved himself to them. But you can bet he took one look at that musty, half torn down abandoned shack the Spider Queen was living in on that journey and decided that he couldn't possibly respect THIS woman. Not with how hungry and small her kingdom was. And he still can't respect her thousands of years later. Humans and Demons now have the ability to live side by side, and he'd been MIA the past several centuries. Is she seriously so incompetent that she couldn't get housing for herself!?
Yeah, that "Well, I'm the King"-line always felt really weird to me. Something like "Not my Queen" or "And do you know what happens to Queens who can't rule? They step down!" would have worked a lot better. Maybe a translation issue?
Heck, even a line about how monkeys typically eat spiders would have worked a little better.
I do hc that the Spider Queen and her six sisters were royalty at some point, but when their Kingdom fell, Spider Queen (the eldest) simply refused to acknowledge that there was no kingdom left for her to govern.
The Pilgrims come across the sisters living in a shack in the middle of the woods like the fairies in Sleeping Beauty. Spider Queen introduces herself as such to the gang and Wukong just busts out laughing like;
Wukong: "Lol, no. I have like over a thousand living subjects back home in Alolai who recognise me as King. You've got like six family members and a bunch of bugs. I hesistate to even call you a dethroned princess."
Cue a Huge cat-fight between SWK and Queenie that interrupts the regularly-scheduled monk-kidnapping and pig-creeping.
And centuries later, Wukong meets Spider Queen again living in a gotdang sewer!?
Any respect SWK *may* have gained for Spider Queen's upgraded fighting abilities/having actually cronies, disolves immediately when he realizes that this "Queen" hasn't even a plan for taking care of her subjects (what happens when the venom wears off/the zombies drop?), or what she's gonna do with that big generator mech when she's done taking over.
Not only that, but she captured a *lot* of legit demon royalty in her plan - royal either through birthright, might, or election. She's gonna incur a lot of fury from revengeful spouses, family members, subjects, perhaps even the Underworld itself!
In Wukong's mind, this "barely-a-princess" is on the fast track to have the shortest reign in existance. Meanwhile, he's been King for about 1000+ years XD
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The Brothers Sun e6
Charles going nuts with sunscreen after he found a weird mole is relatable af😂
NO BRUCE DON'T INVITE GRACE SHE'S SKETCHY
The fact Bruce won the shooting game is great 3
Annnnnd Alexis is having them watched
Love the karaoke😂
FUCK YOU BIG SUN
It was absolutely gut wrenching to watch as Mama Sun learned of her sisters death🥺😭
Oh, I think Mama Sun is about to rain hellfire on these assholes, maybe even her husband because he had ONE JOB
Damn, Charles was 14 when it happened?🥺
The way the mom was staring at him makes me think it was a planned kill by the parents, judging by how the mom looks strained when the dad tells Charles to protect the family
Oh, so that's why they call him Chairleg Sun
The way the mom smiled at first at him, but had tears in her eyes and then tried to hug him, taking him away from the body🥺
I get that it was better to save one son, but maybe if the mother had stayed, she could've saved both her sons🥺
The way Bruce startles when Charles asks how he is😂
The way Bruce is asking Charles to use his words first to try and get TK back😂
I fully expect Grace to be apart or maybe even the head of The Boxers, it would also track because of how her parents were trafficked (maybe with the help of the Jade Dragons)
OH SHIT THE PEEPING GUARD BOYS ARE DEAD
Grace totally killed them
Especially with how she's trying to get Bruce to leave with her
My theory has been reinforced by the way she was looking at June
OH SHIT
The red bracelets!
I was right!! Heck yeah (also poor Bruce)
I bet one of the guys is the son that wrote to Alexis
The way the chair kept bouncing back at him😂
Damn👀 okay Grace's story is dark and shit and I get where she's coming from, but murder is still wrong
She wants to kill Charles🥺
Damn, she's pointing a gun at Bruce
DON'T BELIEVE HER PROMISES SHE'S A BACKSTABBER
Tense moment
Bruce: "Get me paper and a pen."
Grace, pointing to the paper and pen right in front of him: "It's right there."
I'm crying the way he called her, inviting her over and she lied to him🥺 my poor guy just wants to cook and have someone to love🥺
Oh wow, poor TK👀
Charles didn't use words first and you know what? I don't plan him
Me: *watching Charles beat up a bunch of people* GO GET EM SWEETIE
There's a second level 😂
Wow, he's a good golfer 😁
The way he's choosing the golf club to kill the guy😂
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww my boy, he's picturing the first man he killed 🥺😭
I'm crying with you Charles😭
TK as Charles helps him walk: "You're an asshole, Charles."
Charles: "I know." We Stan a self aware king
I had a totally normal reaction to seeing Michelle sitting all pretty as a man sung to her
I'm getting the vibe these two loved each other but we're kept apart because of work 👀 and you know what? I hope she either divorces or kills his (Big Sun's) ass. She had one request! That he contact her if something ever happened to her family.
FUCK YEAH! Poison THAT MOTHER FUCKER
Hell yeah, you tell him Queen, you take that assholes empire And rule like the Queen you are!
Oh, did she bring him out of his coma? I thought she killed him but him shaking his fist at her retreating form has changed things.
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(I decided to do a Yandere Headcanon for another one of my favorite Godzilla's)
Legendary Godzilla or Godzilla as a Yandere would be Possessive, Controlling, Obsessive, Toxic, and Manipulative
Whenever Godzilla develops his feelings for you, whether it's at first sight or one day, I can see him immediately pursuing you. He might hold off for a little just to get to know you a little bit, well if he doesn't already know you, in which case he'll immediately pursue you.
Godzilla is rather possessive of you, he doesn't like anyone near his Queen/King and especially hates when their attention is taken away from him, if they aren't near him, oh my god his mood becomes even more grumpier and snappy. Heck even looking at him wrong earns a glare, trying to talk to him will earn you a forced grunt or a Yes? Once they return to him, he becomes calmer and not as mean, well not to his mate anyway, when you try to leave I can see him coming up with an excuse for you not to go or come with you if you have to leave to do something.
Godzilla is incredibly controlling with you, he knows best after all, so why not listen to him? If you do things he doesn't like or separates you from him, he'll try and get you to stop it. Regardless if it makes you happy or not. Like going out flying? Nah, go swimming with him or for a walk? Want to stretch your wings and fly? Fine do it in the general vicinity, want to go see your family? No, he doesn't like them. His word is his law, literally, so he believes you should listen to him.
Obsessive, okay he's obsessed with you, now before you're together, he doesn't show it that much when you are, oh boy. Godzilla constantly is near you and acting clingy, he might even steal a small piece of you, nothing bad, maybe some fur, or a piece of a horn, or something else or whatever. He can't get you out of his mind, he has to have you, he has to have you, he has to have you, he has to have you.
Toxic, now your relationship is far from perfect, well, on your side anyway to Godzilla it's fine, so what he isolated you from your family and friends? Or how he's clingy? That's how he shows his love.
He's manipulative, he'll manipulate you to see him as the only titan you can trust and your view on others. So let's say a titan is too close to you? Yeah, he'll manipulate you into thinking they're bad, maybe he'll bring up their past if it's bad of course, or he'll destroy their reputation, and if that doesn't work Godzilla will just kill them, yeah he isn't above killing others.
Day-to-day life is fine, as long as you don't fight it. Besides being glued to the hip to him, anything that he finds fine, he'll let you do, maybe even join in. Godzilla can be affectionate, such as licking you, nuzzling you, and holding you, regardless if you are bigger or smaller than him, and if you're smaller expect him to carry you around. He'll be stocial around you but be a little soft around you, kinda like how his mood changed when he saw Mothra in GxK.
Now if you try to bring up any issues in your relationship, yeah he's going to gaslight you, "What, nothing is wrong" "(Reader) are you okay? You're acting weird" "Must be an issue on your end" he absolutely refuses that there's anything wrong, which makes him a little delusional, but he's very aware of what he's doing.
The only titan that can be near you other than him is his Mothra, he cares for her like a sister so he’ll be willing to keep you near her. But any other titan, Godzilla will either tell them to back off or, well, he killed for less.
You try to break him with him.....yeah he'll gaslight and emotionally manipulate you. He would try and convince you to stop or say you don't know what you're doing. It'll hurt his ego a little that you want to leave him, so yeah. Now what separates him from Final Wars is he won't yell at you, he might raise his voice at you, but won’t full-on yell at you. When he gets close to yelling he’ll probably fire his atomic breath into the air as a way to burn off steam, which has the unintentional side effect of scaring you, which he doesn't do on purpose but…he won't complain.
You leave? Yeah, you're not getting far if at all. Godzilla will commend the Titans to go find you while he goes into a rage, think of how he was in GxK. He’ll kill any titan that gets in his way of finding you. When Godzilla does find you, he’ll be relieved and chastise you kinda like a child. You better believe after a stunt like that you won't be allowed away from him, for a long, long time
(Happy 10th anniversary for the Monsterverse and shut up I know I'm a day late)
#fanfic writer#fanfic#wattpad#monsterverse#fanfiction#x reader#headcanon#character x y/n#reader insert#godzilla#legendary godzilla#mv godzilla#yandere writing#yandere
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Hihi! Caught you just in time to send in one request. Congratulations on your 1.5k followers! You worked hard for it ❤️❤️ Your writing is SO beautiful!
May I request mirelurk queen for MacCready, "c'mere you"?
Ahh, thank you so much! <3 And absolutely, this is just precious with sweet Maccy. 🥺
It turned out more hurt/comfort than just fluff, but still, cute and (eventually) happy and lovely and Mac. What more do you need to know?
Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
The frigid nighttime air felt like a punch in the chest with each heavy inhale, and MacCready's knuckles cracked painfully as he clung to the railing of the porch outside your Sanctuary home.
"This has gotta stop." He whispered, tilting his head back to look up towards the stars. Puffs of his warm breath spilled out into the air, shielding the bright, shimmering speckles from his sight with the haze. The wetness in his eyes only made matters worse, his unshed tears cooling with each moment he spent outdoors, away from his warm place in bed beside you.
He couldn't go back in yet, though. Couldn't wake you when you slept so peacefully. Between the two of you, your pasts, your traumas, your loss... Deep sleep was hard to come by, and he couldn't steal even one precious wink from you, on account of his own nightmares.
Especially when it was the same as always.
There were variations, sure, but this one... This one had left him not only with the overwhelming panic and grief, as his memories of that fateful night with Lucy and Duncan always did, but it left him with a crippling guilt that stuck deep in his gut. It was uncomfortable, churning out memories and wishes, thoughts and hopes all surrounding the son he hadn't seen in... over a year now. If the letters were sound, then Duncan was alright, the cure was beginning to work, but still, he was too weak to travel, they'd said. On the surface, he was getting better, but healing was exhausting work, especially for someone so young.
And what the heck was he doing? It had been over 200 years, and you had seen your son more recently than he had.
That was just sad. It was pitiful.
Mac shook his head as his hands turned numb where they grasped at the wooden railing.
"Poor excuse for a father..." He growled through his teeth, a disgusted look surely hanging from his face as he thought of his priorities, of his actions these past couple months.
Months.
I could've been there and back twice by now, if I'd left right after sending the medication.
What am I doing?
"You okay?" Your sleepy voice sounded from the threshold of the front door as you peeked out at him.
MacCready almost jumped at the sound, too lost in his own thoughts to have noticed your approach.
"Y-yeah." He stammered out, "All fine. Just... Y'know."
"Yeah." You said, your voice sympathetic. Knowing.
He continued looking out into the darkness, towards the rest of Sanctuary. Then he felt your arms around him.
Your chin rested on his bony shoulder as your hands wrapped warmly around his waist, causing a chill to run up his spine from the sudden temperature change.
"Don't wanna talk about it?" You asked him softly.
MacCready shook his head before allowing it to tip sideways, bumping affectionately into yours.
"Mkay. Well, I'm here for you, either way."
His breath released shakily at that, and MacCready closed his eyes, leaning into the feeling of your warmth against him.
"I know, Sole..."
He almost left the next bit unvoiced, the thought that was lingering at the front of his mind, but it slipped through like water between grasping fingers. "But maybe you shouldn't be."
"Hm?" Your head snapped backwards, forcing his own to jerk as it lost the point of contact on which it was resting.
"I don't know..." He continued, "I just... I know you're here for me. You're here for me, and you're there for your son, even after everything, after 200 years and him being older than you now, even with the Institute and all the crappy stuff they've done, you still talk to him, still see him. A-and you're there for Preston, and Cait and Curie and Nick, with all of their own problems, and with all of your own still, too, and just... How the heck do you do it, baby? When I can't even-- I've only got one person, or um, two now, I guess, but even when it was just Duncan..."
His sleep-addled brain could hardly keep up with his mouth as it poured the thoughts from his head unfiltered.
"Woah, Mac, sweetie, just slow down." As if to prove a point, you slowly unraveled your arms from around him, encouraging instead, for his body to face yours as your hands grasped his own. They were icy to the touch, and you rubbed your fingers over them to bring the feeling back.
"Duncan knows how much you're doing for him. He knows that you had to leave in order to help him. And I know, too. I know how much you care about him, I see it every day, hear about him every day, see the way he makes you light up. Even just the mention of him. And me? You wanna know how I help so many others, how I was able to stay strong as I went into the Institute, how I made myself cope with Shaun being so... well, not what I expected?"
MacCready shrugged at your question, ocean-blue eyes still downcast.
You released his hands, moving to hold the sides of his face between your palms, pouring emphasis into the tender caress.
"It was you, Robert. I saw you, struggling for everything out here in the Commonwealth, scraping together caps and false leads on a medication that maybe didn't even exist, all for Duncan's sake. I saw you missing him every day, but still working tirelessly to save him, to see him again one day. And then, even after you mailed the cure out, you put that off."
He flinched at that statement, but your hands stayed glued to his cheeks.
"You put that off to help me, and I... It couldn't mean more to me, okay? I never would've... Seeing the way you always thought about Duncan, with every decision you make, the way your love for him bleeds into everything you do, even with how far away he is, that made me want to be a better parent to Shaun. Whether he was the baby I remembered, or the child I saw in Kellogg's memories, or the older man he turned out to be, I wanted to be there for him the way I saw that you were there for your boy."
You noted the way his lip quivered, the way his eyebrows drew together beneath his sleep-mussed hair, and felt relief flowing through you at the thought that your words were getting through to him.
"You inspire me, Mac." Your thumb wiped away the lone tear that rolled down his cheek. "Every day, you make me want to be better, and you've helped me with... everything, more than you could know."
As though one of you had offered it aloud, both you and MacCready leaned into each other at the very same time, falling into another warm embrace.
"I was so lost out here in this new world, until I found you. I wouldn't be half of who I am now, without you being there for me." You told him with a sniffle, your voice heavy with emotion.
"Okay, okay, lady/man! You can stop now." Your partner chuckled tearily, his chest trembling against yours. "I'm already crying, you don't need to keep droning on."
Your shoulders shook as you returned his laugh, still holding onto him tightly.
"I didn't mean to make you cry, I just wanted to tell you the truth."
"'Didn't mean to make me--' okay, yeah, whatever you say, Sole."
You giggled again, before pulling away.
His eyes were startling, even in the darkness of the late night. The tears brought out their sheer, sapphire vibrance, and you found yourself lost, awash in them as he looked at you with such fondness.
"Thank you, though. It really... I needed to hear it. My dream, just made me feel like shi-- ahem, like crap."
You nodded knowingly at that.
"You miss him. I think you're just trying to compensate it for it when you're asleep."
"Maybe." He shrugged. "I do miss the little rascal... But we'll see him soon, right?"
You smiled sadly, grabbing one of his hands with your own again as you nodded vigorously to him.
"You just say the word, baby. We'll go tomorrow, if you want."
He grinned, broad enough that his crooked teeth peeped out from between his lips.
"Tomorrow, eh?"
"That's what I said, right?"
"Sure is..." With that, Robert leaned forward, pressing a light kiss to you briefly. "I love you, you know that?"
Your eyes shone as you looked into his, seeing his own truth reflected there, and you nodded to him.
"I love you too." You echoed sweetly, "Now, c'mere, you. Let's get back to sleep. Big day tomorrow, after all."
You started pulling him along with you as you stepped through the front door and back into the house.
"Sleep? After all that? You're crazy."
Though he couldn't see it, you rolled your eyes at him playfully.
"Okay, maybe not sleep. But... cuddling, then. At least."
"Oh yeah, I can get on board with that."
#1.5k event#1.5k celebration#fallout#fallout 4#fallout 4 companions#maccready fo4#rj maccready#fallout maccready#maccready#mirelurk queen
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Hello. Are you going to write your opinion on Tagatha?
I have no clue how old this ask is. Imma be so honest, I'm only now learning how this system works but YEAH SURE I'LL TALK ABOUT TAGATHA
haven't touched the books in a hot year or so but i remember some spirit waking up inside me and making a google slide so i have guidance, let's allow my brain to catch up as i read this.
Disclaimer, I think the book should have ended at 3. I think any further kinda rips away the happy ending those three had so my opinions are that of the first three books.
Now, I enjoy a good enemies to lovers as much as the next person but my _god_ did I not like it with Tagatha at all. They just never seemed to really get each other??? The constant bickering was never really cute to me and maybe I just need to reread it, but it always seemed like their romance was very surface deep.
They were both kids— teenagers basically at this point in the story both in societies that glorified one side and villianised the other, so their opinions and way of going about things reflected that. Honest to god? Great set up, didn't like the execution. I feel like it's because it never felt like Tedros was even meant to be a love interest in the first book.
Tedros had a lot of good traits to him in the first book (heck, mans became my favourite character when I started writing him because I found him and his story really interesting) but he just never felt like a person to me at that point. It never felt like this love story that made me want to ship them, it just... set the stage of everything really well.
He was there to be an obstacle, at least to me! One of the many things Sophie had been dreaming of her whole life but then couldn't have. From a technical stand-point, I could only imagine Tedros and Agatha being together to further add to Sophie's anomosity and jealousy and further show that the girls were in the right schools.
Agatha was a princess, in her Good School with her Prince who she would then marry and make her a Queen. Agatha was meant to be the best, both because she obviously was and to give a good subversion of tropes, and Tedros fit the bill.
And maybe that's the intention and if so, okay! but it never appealed to me as all.
Their original relationship felt a fair bit rushed as well. While confidence in a person does make them more attractive, does it really just erase all the previous history they had?
Like okay, if we're relying on Tedros just being a himbo and focusing more on the pretty face (something I despise mind you) alright, fine but Agatha? She also lets bygones be bygones, forgets all the valid arguments and the reasonable dislike she had for Tedros? Seriously?
Their dislikes of the other were valid! And even when they did good things or things that kinda went against what they thought, how would they be sure y'know? They never talked. Never had a moment where they sat down and just tried to understand each other and that was highkey the worse part of it all.
I always thought it'd be something nice to have the two learn from each other, or rather grow with the other because they both have very harsh views on the other gender— based on upbringing both harsh and limiting but they always just fell back into the habit of just assuming the worse of each other. And maybe I'm too aro for this and maybe the book is just a product of the time (I still didn't like it then though) but I never got the arguing like a married couple thing.
Why is that cute? Like yeah, sometimes spending time with one another can have you learning new potentially annoying things about each other that you dislike but my god, not a scrap of understanding out of either of them? I guess that's how you can tell they're young.
The worst part of their bickering as well is they never actually work through a good few of their issues! The plot (or the Storian, I suppose) just moves them along to the next thing so they have to work together and thank god they can manage that at least.
In the grander scheme of things, it just sucks for the both of them! They're kinda just nudged towards each other by fate and just stuck together because the Omniscient Magic Pen said they were meant to be and they just rushed into it.
So, that's my opinion on them. I like them both! But I just don't ship them. Honestly, I think they belong with other people. (Maybe prioritise some healing from past trauma and deconstruction of some core beliefs before yall jump into relationships but that's just me.)
#school for good and evil#agatha of woods beyond#sge tedros#tedros of camelot#sge agatha#character analysis#i don't touch this blog for more than a year and i come back with this#what you do /lh#if i got something horrendously wrong forgive me and correct me it's been a time#is he back? is he writing? who knows !!#he writes a bit give him so time to catch up
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Voiceplay Visuals: Queen In 5 Minutes
This is one of those videos where I'm gonna have to remind myself to not talk about the music, because Queen is awesome, I know quite a decent amount of their songs, and this arrangement/performance is really freaking good. But the video itself certainly isn't boring either (Freddie would be proud), and I'm very excited to talk about this one, so let's go! (Yeah this one's a long one, you have been warned)
Apparently this video (released on the 24th of November, 2018) was at least in part inspired by a health scare that Earl had while touring with Voiceplay, which no doubt was very distressing for all of them, but he obviously was fine or got better, which I'm glad about, and this video is creative as heck!
Won't talk about their appearances just yet, but of course I gotta point out the iconic Bohemian Rhapsody diamond configuration thing!
Cool necklace! I don't know the exact meaning of it, and whether or not it was just acquired for the video, but I do know that the album/track image for this cover on Spotify takes inspiration from it!
(Also this song is split into two parts on music streaming platforms, idk why)
*(clapping my hands together)* character time!
I have no clue what mythological being Layne's character is meant to be based off of, if any - "Guardian" is a bit of a vague name after all - and the main thing that popped up when I typed "mythology sentinel of the underworld" into Google was Cerberus, the three-headed guard dog from Ancient Greek myths. And well... it'd check out actually. Layne doesn't talk/sing in this video (not counting vocal percussion of course), he's wearing a big furry grey coat, and none of the other 3 are from Greek (or even Roman) mythology, so it's entirely possible that "Guardian" could just be a human-form Cerberus (minus the two extra heads).
Apparently "Yama" is the Hindu god of death and justice, though he was also adopted into Buddhist, Chinese, Tibetan, Korean, and Japanese mythology as the king of hell, so-
A 19th-century painting of Yama on his mount depicts him as completely blue, so Eli's blue face paint definitely fits.
("Dark angel" definitely sounds fitting)
Geoff is based on Baron Samedi, who is a spirit (Iwa) of the dead in Haitian Vodou, as well as of course the more well-known Louisiana/New Orleans Voodoo. Fun fact: Dr Facilier in The Princess And The Frog is partly inspired by Baron Samedi!
I'm sure most if not all of us have heard of Anubis, but regardless, Anubis is the Ancient Egyptian god of funerary rites, and he's also a protector of graves, and of course, a guide to the underworld. He can take both human and animal form, and in artwork is often depicted with the body of a man and head of a jackal/canine animal (which Voiceplay subtly refers to in this shot here with the little Anubis Shrine statue sitting next to J)
Cool and Normal! 😆
(Also really love that jacket/blazer)
"Anubis" is of course weighing Earl's heart against a feather to see whether or not he is worthy of ascending to the heavenly afterlife. And since the heart appears to be slightly lighter, he's good! (Not that he's actually ready to pass on, though)
(Also, from a production viewpoint, I'm guessing they had some small stones or counterweights hiding underneath the feather?)
...Not gonna say anything, just putting this here
Love how "Baron" glances at his cane as if to check for any dirt or smudges from Earl 😆
(Geoff still has that cane I believe; when he did a few Q&A/"how to sing low" videos on his channel back in 2020, the cane was just chilling in the background, behind where he was sitting in his home office/workspace)
(Also obligatory he's so handsome/pretty aaaaaaa)
The body language of "Anubis" here when Baron starts talking (i.e. when Geoff starts singing), and the way that he, "Yama", and "Guardian" are all at one end of the stage, while "Baron" is on the other, says so much in such a small way! (Geoff once again getting to be Special(tm), love that for him)
"I've done my sentence, but committed no criiiiiiime!"
Cool necklace! (Also really love the subtle red edging/trim on his blazer/coat, very cool and gives me Crowley vibes)
While I'm talking about Geoff, time for another hair study!
(This one I actually used separate screencaps for the outline and for the colour grabs)
Wasn't even trying to pause in this shot but pfft Eli/Yama and J/Anubis doing the 🤏 thing
(Also kinda sorta another Eli Eyebrow raise?)
Baron: *(evil laugh)*
Anubis: OHKAY it's getting a little tense in here, time to lighten the mood a little bit!
Baron: wow rude
Anubis: here hold this for me thanks!
Guardian: wait what am I meant to do with this?
(Though I'm pretty sure that's meant to be his sword anyway?)
"Nooo time for looosers"
Fight! Fight! Fight! (Eli/Yama: "I'm three ounces of whoop-ass")
Love the facial expressions here, Anubis/J looks like he half-wishes he had popcorn! 😂
Thumbnail moment! (Or close enough anyway)
Yama singing "I don't need you" to Baron and Baron doing a sort of sarcastic "haha very funny" head motion in return, love it
Not talking about the arrangement but I'd like to thank the Good Omens fandom, because I wouldn't have recognized/known the bridge of Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy in this medley otherwise (I didn't first see this video until like a year or so after it first came out)
If you ever wind up in hospital, don't actually try to rip out IV drips or cannulas or any other tubes connected to your body!
If I had a nickel for every time a different member of Voiceplay played air guitar in a video, I'd have at least four nickels! (Earl here, Cesar in Hellfire, Eli in Top 10 Sitcom Themes, and Geoff in at least three or more videos (maybe 5 if we count J None in the Frozen 2 Medley))
Full-body group shot! (Also Eli, those shorts and those shoes are... an interesting combination that's for sure 😅) Also check out the body language of Baron/Geoff and Guardian/Layne!
There's a comment or two that sums up "Guardian's" body language as "I don't actually want to hurt you, but I will if I absolutely have to"
Love "Yama's" expression right before he's turned into a puff of smoke 😆
Baron was on Earl's side the whole time!
It would have been cool to have Baron bow out himself and be like "you did well, you can go on living now", rather than being poofed away like the others, but eh I'm sure Voiceplay had their reasonings
I would post a pic of the final shot, but Tumblr isn't letting me (I'm guessing I hit an image limit, rip). But still, it's very cute and sweet.
There's a reason why so many people adore this video/cover. The arrangement is stunning, the vocals are great, the costumes are cool, the makeup is really well done, and the whole plot/direction of the video is such a creative and original concept! Shoutout to Layne and Eli, who were in charge of both the video and the arrangement!
#voiceplay#acapella#queen medley#queen in 5 minutes#geoff castellucci#eli jacobson#layne stein#j none#earl elkins jr#earl elkins#acaplaya analysis#voiceplay visuals
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Silver Cats & Black Roses
Chapter 19 – Flaws of a Ball
A/N
Nobles are being jerks, Charlottes aunt is one of the worst and Nozel confides FINALLY to his Vermillion aunt... who has her own wonderful words to describe papa Silva 💙💜
Ao3 link
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“Are you serious?”
“I wish I wasn’t, but sadly, I’m not in a goofy mood right now.”
Most of the time when the Wizard King said that, he was actually acting goofy, either to everyone’s amusement or everyone’s annoyance, especially Marx the mushroom.
But as if the serious look in his eyes wasn’t enough, Yami could tell from his Ki that old man Julius was serious. Gosh he would have preferred if it was a bad joke. Heck, even Mushroom Head looked like he would have preferred a stupid prank for once. That was just how fucking upsetting those news were.
“This doesn’t make any sense,” Fuegoleon said, again speaking for all the captains. “The war with Spade was just six months ago, there are still some lingering aftermath and not only from this raid, but also from the whole ordeal with the elves and the Eye of the Midnight Sun and even a bit from this affair with the Devil Believers. Not to mention that we still have to deal with those thievery acts in the Common Realm and that most nobles still don’t trust the Magic Knights. So, why do they want to celebrate the victory with a ball already?”
“I agree with Fuegoleon,” Kaiser added calmly. “Most nobles these days don’t trust the Magic Knights and it’s not anything new. We could give the benefice of doubt, of course, and hoping they came to accept that we do anything to protect this kingdom. But we all know that this isn’t the case, houses from high nobility especially have lately taken many offenses from the decisions we made as Magic Knights. And isn’t this ball suggestion coming a bit out of the blue?”
“Yeah, what that moustache grandpa just said,” Yami sighed. Since Kaiser helped him to realize his love for Prickly Queen, Yami was rather unusually willing to support his purple colleague when he made a good point.
“If ya all ask me, this noble ball victory bullshit sounds fishy.”
“It does, as it wasn’t offered like a peace offering or anything like this,” Marx said with a deep frown. “More like a threat, maybe? No, this is a too harsh word. I can’t really call it a warning either.”
Goldie Guts had taken a look at the so-called offer, looking down at the parchment with a frown, as if he was trying to get the words right. Weird, William was usually one of those who could get behind a true message between the lines quite easily. Yami had to admit that this wasn’t his forte. Besides, written words didn’t had any Ki, so he could never tell if they were genuinely true or a blatant lie.
“Hm… At first sight, it looks like a banal and even overly polite offer or suggestion ask to Magic Knights. But those are mostly about trouble in some areas, about new dungeons appearing or any difficulties people wish to have be better. A ball of victory isn’t really something you turn towards Magic Knights.”
“You are right, William,” old man Julius answered, pensive. “And in this case, it’s not like a ask for help or a suggestion for a mission, like we usually get. I wouldn’t have talked about it if this so-called offer didn’t sound like a decision already made, giving us no other choice than to accept it. It might be just nothing to worry about, but the way it was handled to us, the choice of words and with all that happened even in the last two years, it concerns me. Besides, could anyone of you tell me what Three Leaves Glory mean?”
Yami shrugged, he clearly had no idea what this shit meant. The Beanpole and Miss Sleepy Hat also looked like they had no fricking clue what was about this fuss.
But the captains who were either nobles or royals, they seem to know.
And that bothered Yami. He, Jack and Dorothy were the captains that didn’t come from noble and royal circles. As a foreigner, a commoner and a witch, they mostly have no idea how all the things of nobility worked.
But the other six captain, they seemed to knew… And given their looks, it wasn’t some good shit, it seemed. Rill looked he still tried to remember what this stupid term, though. But the rest? Nozel looked like stiffer than usual, Fuegoleon let his left hand glide down his face, William just sighed, Kaiser just shrugged, and Charlotte…
Yami almost flinched when he took a look at her. She was stiff, her mouth was thin line, her fist were trembling and resting on her lap.
She knew what that three leaves whatever shit meant and she didn’t like it at all. Okay, when she was reacting like that, then Yami just couldn’t shrug it off and move on to new cigarette. Her reaction actually worried him more than he would have before being with her.
Discreetly, he laid his hand on her leg. It seemed to calm her down a bit and Charlotte even put her own hand on his. Yami almost smiled that she was taking his comfort immediately now. She never would have before.
But at the same time, they were a couple now. A secret one, there was no denying that, but still a couple.
In the end, it was Fuegoleon who finally explained what this three leaves whatever shit actually meant, translated from noble language.
“The Three Leaves Glory is basically a term for a ball where nobles and royals are deciding betrothals between any kind of house and any kind of people. Long ago, the Three Leaves Glory was a ball of three days, in honour of the three leaves of the Clover.”
Yami grinned when Fuegoleon put this much emphasis on the word honour. Hard Nose might explaining the topic as factual as possible like he always did, but even someone like him couldn’t entirely hide what he truly thought about this whole shitty mess.
“During the first day, the future spouses met each other for the first time. The second, they were betrothed. And at the last day, the marriages were celebrated at this ball. It was basically multiple weddings at once. That tradition was annulled over fifty years ago, due to various and complex reasons.”
“But the term of Three Leaves Glory Ball still remained, am I right?” Marx asked cautiously.
Fuegoleon only sighed, which practically an answer already.
“Yes. It’s more or less like a standard ball, now multiple weddings at once anymore. But… it’s still an important event on the marital market. Not official, but still very important. And decisive and final. It’s often decided between the future spouses back or at least one of them, only for them to learn it way later.”
“That sucks,” Beanpole groaned, sitting impossibly on his chair. “What was the use of forbid the original idea if it’s still practically some forced contracts?”
“Because noble house preferred to be in the centre of the attention at a wedding and multiple weddings at once takes the spotlight away from them.”
The cold disgust in Nozels voice was pronounced that each person present turned towards him in surprise. Yami as well.
Okay, he was more than used that Braids was strict royal with a stick up his ass who adores discipline, something a lot of nobles seemed to lack. But never did Yami heard that kind of disgust in his voice before. Either Bird Braid started to change his mind about nobles after the elves or after Spade. Or he hold his disgust for years and now he was so done to care and hold it back anymore.
Damn, if it was the latter, Nozel must have been using a lot of inner strengths for years dealing with hated nobles. Maybe he had not such a big stick up his ass after all. Yami would have thought that Braids would defend the intention of the nobles. But from all the people present at this table, Nozel seemed like the most offended about this perspective.
Along with Charlotte.
“So this is what my mother warned me about,” she whispered, so that only Yami was able to hear her.
Crap. He actually forgot about that. Auntie Dea, like most of the Black Bulls called Charlotte’s mother now, did warned Prickly Queen about some ball like that.
Was this what Dea meant with that warning? Knowing her, that poor Blue Rose Mom certainly had nothing to do with it, but she must have heard bits here and there, at least enough to warn her daughter about it.
Yami remembered how angry he got when his girlfriend told him that for the first time. Well, the mere thought that some people would want to marry off his Prickly Queen for their own schemes, as if she was an empty cup of a trophy, made him raging, wanting to destroy a wall over their heads or something.
Charlotte was the most wonderful woman in the kingdom on many levels. And she was his. No one had the right to decide over her future like that!
Charlotte must have felt the angry tension within him, so she put a hand on his leg, in an attempt to calm him down. And it worked. Who would have thought that a simple hand on a leg could be enough to calm someone?
The anger was still here, but thanks to her, it was now calm.
For fuck’s sakes, he really needed her on so many levels.
Charlotte seemed to have calmed down a bit herself, as she said, “But that kind of nonsense hadn’t been organized since five or six years. Why starting again with this and why using the victory against the devils in Spade as an excuse?”
“Because nobles are desperate, maybe,” Nozel said again in a cold, disgusted tone. Damn, what was wrong with him? Yami tried to read his Ki, but it was a mix of so many things he couldn’t recognize. Did nobles killed his favourite eagle or something?
“Who signed this so-called offer, by the way?” Kaiser asked and Yami admitted that he really wanted to know that too, for once. Just to put some nobles on his disgust list and making them potential candidates for a dimension slash.
Marx took the parchment again and said, “Well, we have of course a good bunch of Évantails on this list, the house head Bianca Évantail of course and Reginald Évantail as well.”
“Which Reginald Évantail?” Charlotte asked, a slight smirk on her lips. “Last time I checked, this house has two Reginalds. At least, for all I know, maybe there are some more cousins with that name.”
Yami couldn’t help but grin. This comment was definitely his influence on her and it made him proud of his Prickly Queen.
“It’s the father and the son,” Marx replied. “There is also a Prudence Évantail and… oh, Nozel, one of your knights has signed as well.”
“Samuel?”
“Exactly.”
Bird Braid let out a groan that was definitely not proper for a royal. Yami would have laughed if Nozels Ki wouldn’t have let out so much disappointment. Gosh, did he always had problem with this particular knight?
“Wizard King, I think my vice-captain and myself already made you aware of the annoyance Samuel gives, as well as the Silver Eagles squad. I can talk to him about this and scold him, but at this point there’s only as much Agatha and I can do with him. If he’s going too fast…”
“Then I will take the necessary measures. If Samuel Évantail continue to be this bold with his unknightly behaviour, we ‘ll have no other choice than to definitely kick him out of the Magic Knights, the arrangement between the Silver Eagles and house Évantail won’t change that. But are you sure about this potential measure, Nozel? Won’t this affect the Silver Eagles in some way or another?”
“Trust me, given Samuels deeds since he became a knight of my squad, him being not a Magic Knight anymore won’t change anything for the Silver Eagles.”
Crap, really? Yami felt kinda bad for Nozel, if he had to deal with that kind of knight, to a point that he would be happy to have him kicked out of his squad.
Were all the damn Évantails such assholes nobles, when even someone like Nozel Silva of all people was fed up with them?
“House Évantail has a lot of members and some are knights as far as I know,” Julius said thoughtfully. “What about the Évantails who are members of your squads, if you have some? We better make sure that they won’t do us any problem one way or another.”
“I don’t think we have to fear Marguerite on that matter,” Goldie Guts said. “She is not an easy person, but that is because she follows the rules strictly and point to point. She is unyielding about it, but she is loyal to the Golden Dawn and the Magic Knights In fact, Marguerite is the type of woman who would finish to write the rapports during a hurricane or a terrorist attack.”
“I have no complaints about Othello,” Fuegoleon said with a shrug. “He is old, but is still in his best shape and just enjoys of being a knight.”
Jack just laughed like crazy. “Nothing to worry about noble arrogance from Hannibal. He’s a perfect Mantis, just enjoying slicing things with this wind magic.”
Yami didn’t find that very reassuring, but okay.
“I have nothing to worry about Grenadine, she is one of the best knights I could wish for the Silver Eagles. And since she’s a bastard, there is no chance she would play a part in such schemes.”
“Hm, I have no complaints about Daphne,” Dorothy said with a peace sign. “She has her pride, that’s for sure, but her principal hobbies are romance novels and dresses from the modiste Soie Velours, not conspiracy. Besides, Daphne is not on good terms with most of her family since she became a knight of squad with a captain as witch, so no probs.”
Sleepy Hat wasn’t even upset about the prejudice that asshole noble house had against her. Damn, she had a lot of inner strength and good mood in order to do that.
“Belinda is not a problem either, she is way too kind for this. Besides, I think she is on a vacation right now.”
“Not exactly, Rill. Belinda is on maternity leave right now.”
“Oh yes, that’s it! Thanks, Marx!”
“I have no Évantail in the Black Bulls, so don’t ask me.”
“Églantine is not a problem either on that matter. In fact, she is one of the best Blue Roses I ever had and she keeps contact to her house to the strict minimum. I think that if she could, she would cut ties with them entirely, if it weren’t for her youngest brother and a great-aunt she’s very fond of.”
Kaiser stroked his moustache while saying, “Galahad is a shy, nice boy and a very loyal Purple Orca. But he is also rather afraid of his family. I will talk to him later and make sure he knows it’s okay to not follow his house in conspiracy.”
Yami looked at each captain, stunned. Fuck, were the Black Bulls the only squad with no Évantail? It probably wasn’t such a bad thing, given that most of Évantail nobles were asses. But still, Yami felt left out a bit. Maybe he should search for an Évantail as a new recruit. Would be nice to have newbies since Asta and Noelle.
But nice Évantails were apparently a rarity. Would he be able to find one, if there would be one not taken by a squad? He almost got one at the last selection exam, but Nozel decided to not be an arrogant jerk and give Grenadine a chance as a Silver Eagle.
“Good. In this case, we shall mostly pay attention to members of house Évantail who aren’t Magic Knights. Who else signed, Marx?”
“House Taliss, of course, as well as some members of house Lys. And house Vitrail, especially lady Athénaïs.”
Fuegoleon and Nozel made a face at that name, which made Yami grin. Gosh, that lady Athénaïs must be an awful noble to make those two made a disgusted face like that. He almost wanted to meet her.
“Are there also some relatives from the captain, Marx?” Julius asked.
“Let’s see… Ah, yes, there is a certain lady Rosamund Roselei.”
Oh no! Not Prickly Queens bitch aunt who wants to marry her to an old guy like Reggie! Why was that wench always on their way again and again?
He felt Charlottes hand again on his leg, as she said, “I have a very distant relationship with my aunt and I have no intention to change it, despite her trying it. Rosamund signing this kind of conspiracy offer is very like her.”
“And there is also… Oh. Lord Lac Silva.”
“Wait, he’s back in the country?” Julius asked, but he was the only one to comment. Everyone else slightly turned towards Nozel again. His face had now movement, except for the twitching eyebrow, proof that he was upset.
But his eyes. Damn, never before had Yami seen such a raging storm in those cold purple orbs. This wasn’t Nozels usual style of being upset, like when he was mocked by Yami and Jack. Now, this right now was deeper, harsher, probably lingering for years. He clearly had no good bonds with his old man.
“I have nothing to say to him.”
The tone was calm and cold, but you had to be a completely clueless idiot to not hear that Nozel didn’t have any affection for his father. Damn, Yami already knew that most noble and royal daddies weren’t really fathers to their kiddos. Prickly Queen and her old man was a good example of it. But Bird Braids case seemed to be a special one.
Geez, what did that man do to be such a bad father? Yami wondered if this Lac Silva dude was just as worse as his own old man or maybe even worse.
“Understandable,” Julius just said.
Yami frowned. Julius sounded like he excepted this answer from Bird Braid. Did he know this Lac dude? Well, it wouldn’t be surprising, Julius had been captain at the same time as Braids own mother. What was her name again? Something like Alice or Alicia, a sound like that. He certainly knew something about the Silva family drama.
Next to Yami, Glowing Hair looked like he was thinking really hard. But then he squealed for some reason, making every other person flinched or jumped up. Except for Dorothy, who just giggled.
“Oh my, Rill. Do you have something important to tell us?”
“Yes, Wizard King! Although it’s more like a spontaneous thought and it’s maybe too far-fetched. But… is it possible that the thievery organisation in the Common Realm have something to do with this Three Leaves Glory ball offer?”
There was silence. A long silence, which made the captain of the Aqua Deer visibly nervous.
“What? Is this really a stupid idea?”
“No, actually not. Given how little clues we have about this affair, we should consider each possibility,” Fuegoleon immediately said to calm down Rill.
“Not to mention that it is really a strange coincidence. Even if it’s nothing in the end, we should keep this possibility in mind until we have more proof about those thievery acts. That would be all for today’s meeting, you can now go, captains. As for me, I will-“
“Work on the belated paperwork instead of wandering of again, exactly.”
“Ugh, really?”
“You’re behind for like three months, no excuse.”
The nine captains actually chuckled at this little conversation, while Marx took Julius by the wrist to drag him out of the reunion room.
Maybe Mushroom Head deserved a raise, Yami decided. He was very loyal and worked his butt off to keep this country in shape. Maybe he was too harsh on him with the teasing?
Well, that was future Yamis problem. For now, he walked silently besides Prickly Queen, slowly so that their colleagues would be off soon. That captains meeting was as always hours long and he needed his Prickly Queen Comfort Time.
Nozel left immediately. Geez, the mention of his father must have upset that Bird Braid a lot. William was looking out of the windows, pensive. Kaiser and Fuegoleon were discussing something, either the whole affairs or it was about their beloved. Jack, Rill and Dorothy were in a heavy discussion about something like axes, porcelain cups and canvas.
Did he really even wanted to know what those three weirdos were talking about?
It didn’t take long for the other captains to follow Bird Braids lead and leave the hallway. There was no one else right now. Perfect.
Yami grabbed Charlotte wrist and lead her through the first door he could find. Just a small room with a couch, a small table and two paintings with winter landscapes on the wall, with only one window and lacy curtains. Probably a little break room. Good, no one would disturb them.
“Yami, really?”
“Come on, Prickly Queen. Hours sitting next to you while holding back, with only occasional touches? I was agonizing!”
Charlotte surprisingly didn’t complained too much, kissing him immediately. Gosh, she must have been on edge too during this meeting.
But maybe it was mostly because about this whole ball bullshit and that her aunt is one of those organizing this crap.
“You’re okay?” Yami asked they break from the kiss. “With that… ball bullshit? With your aunt?”
Charlotte smiled. “Thank you for worrying about me, Yami. Well, I’m strong, I won’t let her and the others decide about my future and my life. But… I would lie if I say that I don’t care about it. It really… gives me stress.”
“In that case, what about some stress relieving sex?”
Prickly Queen blushed, but she didn’t protested. She must be really needing this right now. And to be fair, he needed it too.
Charlotte nodded and the hunger in her eyes was enough proof how eager she was. Damn, how much did he love this miracle of a woman!
Yami promised himself to invite her to take a bite afterwards. He just hoped to have enough money on him this time.
They made out passionately as they lied down on the couch. Charlotte was on top of him, slowly getting rid of her robe and her upper clothes while kissing him deeply. Damn, she really became a master at this kind of multitasking.
Yami grinned against her lips. Nobles didn’t deserved someone like his Prickly Queen, as she was way above them with everything. But she was his and he would rather stop taking dumps than giving up on her.
♣♣♣
It was evening, but the sun still let it last rays shine on the Silva flower garden, bathing it in a soft golden light with sparkles of red. The Silva flower garden was always beautiful, even in November, but today it was especially stunning.
Nozel looked over at his aunt, who was walking beside him. Given the look in her blue eyes, she was delighted as well by the sight.
“Ah, it had been while since I was here, but this garden is still gorgeous as ever,” Océane Vermillion smiled, focusing on each flower she could see, on each tree they passed by.
Nozel was glad to get a grip on himself and for the first time in years, personally invited his aunt over at the Silva palace. Having her here, so casually, as if she just left the castle for the Vermillions yesterday, was a proof what a fool he was.
Océane would have helped him dealing with all the house affairs from the start. She would have let him grieve while dealing with it herself, then step by step teached him to do all of this. No one would have teached him all of those matters than his aunt.
Océane Vermillion was a master at gossip and politics, even though she wasn’t in the parliament and didn’t had such a position like Lac Silva. But this was exactly her strength. The power Océane had was subtle, masked behind smiles, love for pastries and a simple life. She was able to make a stubborn and corrupt noble change his mind with just compliments and facts she made sound like spicy rumours, even the most boring ones.
Yes, his Vermillion would have helped him the best he could. If only he hadn’t been so stubborn, convinced that he had to do everything alone. Not to mention that Océane was one of the last persons that had a direct and very close connection to his mother. It was also the case with the Wizard King or his knight, Julia Ambrosia. But Acier and Océane had been sisters, which made her connection the closest and most precious.
Nozel took a closer look at his aunt. She was almost closer fifty than forty, but she didn’t look like it. There was still a youth in her traits. He wondered if it would have been the same for his mother, if she would have lived to that age.
Océane and Acier were sisters, so they were also very similar physically. The same nose, the same soft face and the same frown when they were very focused on something. But Océane had curlier hair, her eyes were blue and not purple, the smile was also completely different. How strange, Noelle got most from their mother’s looks, but she got her smile from their aunt. Same for Nebra. She had started to smile more often and more genuinely after Spade and it was only then that Nozel had realized that his sisters had the same smile.
Nozel sighed. He certainly had a lot to say, but no word seemed appropriate. Still, there was one thing he needed to finally say.
“I’m… I’m sorry I never let you help me back then, when mother passed away. I should have let you help me.”
“Do you really think I blamed you, dear nephew? You were a grieving teenager, too young for all of this duties. You weren’t ready for all of this and no one let you properly grieve. I’m sorry I haven’t tried more to reach out. True, Achilles, that oaf, hold me back. But I should have tried more and don’t let the Vermillions hold me back. As well as my own grief and loss.”
“But you lost your sister.”
“And you lost your mother.”
There was a silence, filled with some memories of Acier Silva. How much she loved walking through the Silva flower garden, especially at the rose belvedere or the water lily pond, with the swing chair hidden by flowers and little birches.
“I’ve made many mistakes… I should have acted differently.”
“But you were still a child, you were fifteen when you took over the house, Nozel. You weren’t ready, you never were ready. Anyone would have made mistakes in such a situation, especially alone. And you were terribly alone. Long story short, you did the best you could and believed you could in those circumstances. And don’t forget that your parents’ marriage wasn’t stable back then, never really was. You know that as much as I do.”
He knew, of course he did. He knew it for long and before that, he already had a feeling. Even when he was a little boy, he knew without knowing that the marriage of his parents wasn’t a happy one.
“You had some burden already, as the oldest child and then everything that happened to Acier… You became an adult too quickly. A lot of people should have prevented it. Me, of course, but also your father…”
“You at least wanted to help me. Father… Lac never would have.”
“Oh yes, we agree on that. Helping his grieving son to carry a too heavy burden? No, that doesn’t help him with his own ambitions, why would he?”
Océane always had a very specific way to talk about Lac and it always made Nozel smile a bit.
“It doesn’t change the fact that it was a too heavy burden for you and that you had no one to help you. You might have not asked for help, that’s true. But you were just following the example of your mother. She also did everything alone.”
“Mother made it look so easy. For years, I thought I was doing wrong. It’s only lately that finally realized that… she might have struggled as well.”
“She made it look so easy, right?”
“Yes.”
“You also made it look so easy, my dear nephew. To be honest, Nozel, I was worried about you for years. You practically sacrifice yourself for house Silva, for the Silver Eagles, even more for your siblings. You never asked for anything in return. No normal Head of House, noble or royal, would have dealt with everything that way. I don’t say that you were wrong by putting your own interests behind for others. It shows how good of a heart you have and other house heads should take some examples on you. But… you did the very same mistake as your mother. You forgot to care for yourself, you forgot to have your own life. Not to mention your guilt issues. I was really scared you would sacrificed yourself to a point that it would be too late to save you from your pain.”
Suddenly, Océane smiled brightly. “But then, you came back from Spade. You had a spark in your eyes that I haven’t seen since your mother died. You spend more time with Noelle and your sisters were closer. But I think that this wasn’t what saved you from your cold. There is something that filled your heart and your soul. I saw it grow over the past few months and I see it in your eyes in this very instant. Something saved you and freed your kind heart from the golden cages.”
Nozel looked at her wide-eyed. Something in her tone made him suspect that his aunt might know. Maybe not about Vanessa directly, but that he had someone. But how? Well, his aunt was very observant, but there was no way she could-
No, not true. It wasn’t like Nozel and Vanessa took all the necessary precautions to hid their relationship. Not at the café, not at the willow in the parc, not when they were walking arm in arm in town. But this had been things they done together long before they were a couple.
Still, there were some moments when they have been careless. Vanessa and himself were actually lucky that no one witnessed them yet so far. At least, as far as he knew.
“So, what’s the name?”
Nozel managed to practically choke on air. It was unexpected.
“Don’t be so secretive with me, my dear nephew. Please tell me, what is the name of this amazing person that made this happy.”
Nozel hesitated, but not much, if he was honest. He knew he could trust his aunt. It was just… no one knew about him and Vanessa yet, so he wanted to protect their bond. Especially since his father was still out there and their whole situation.
But at the same time… Nozel was tired of secrets. He had secrets since the age of fourteen, he went through so much to keep it safe and look where it had brought him. Being with Vanessa made him happier than ever before in his life and he didn’t want to hide it. Vanessa was a witch, sure. But he wasn’t ashamed of loving her with all his heart. He wanted to show her at his side through the world, he finally wanted to share his happiness.
So, maybe telling his aunt wouldn’t be such a bad idea. It was just… difficult to put in words.
“Her… her name is Vanessa Enoteca.”
“Vanessa Eno… Oh, the Black Bull witch? One of Noelles squadmates?”
“You… you know her?”
“Silly nephew, I don’t know know her. It’s just that there was some talks about the Black Bulls during those last two years. I’ve seen her for the first time at the wedding of lady Finesse and lord Finral. If I remember correctly, you even danced with her that day. I must say, Nozel dear, you got quite the catch. She is a beauty.”
Nozel had no other choice than to agree. In fact, Vanessa was for him the most beautiful woman in the kingdom.
“She’s not just her beauty.”
“Oh, that soft tone in your voice… You’re hopelessly smitten, it’s so clear as crystal.”
“Hopelessly describes is it well. I… We talked for the first time in Spade, when the battle had been over, but when everyone was still resting and recovering. Vanessa needed some time alone and it was a coincidence that I ended up at the same spot she was. Or was it Fate? I don’t really know. Then we talked… we opened up, in a way. I was too tired to give her the illusion that I was cold and she seemed fed up with a delusion she had for a while.”
“A delusion?”
“I won’t tell you more about it, I don’t believe I have the right to spill her secrets to anyone. I apologize, aunt Océane.”
“Of course not. You were always a gentleman deep down. What happened after?”
“After Spade, at the beginning, we mostly talked over the communication device and occasionally at the Silver Eagles base, when she had to bring a rapport from the Black Bulls. Actually… it was more that she talked to me and called me on the device. I… I never tried to reach out at first, mostly because… I was convinced I never deserved that kindness she was so casually giving me.”
Océane only nodded, looking at him with compassion. Of course she knew about his guilt issues. Was there something in the kingdom Océane Vermillion didn’t know or at least didn’t suspected?
“But it changed after the royal wedding. We started to spend more time together. We talked, we enjoyed to be in each other’s company. It took some time, but I realized that I fell in love with her. It just took me some time to act upon it. For weeks, it was just Vanessa and me spending time a bit like friends, but with a tension between us. A comfortable tension, yes, but a tension still. But then… Lac reappeared.”
“Oh, that asshole! What did he say?”
“Aunt Océane! Didn’t you always told us to always watch our language?”
“In most cases, yes. But my sickening brother-in-law is just the exception that confirms the rule. So, what did that wannabe cockroach wanted from you?”
“First off, he wanted me to stop seeing Vanessa. Of course he couldn’t believe that I just enjoyed being in her company. For some reason, he thought she was my… my… that I used her as…”
Gosh, why was it so difficult to say? But of course, his Vermillion aunt understood him immediately.
“So typical of that elephant shit. Even lust shouldn’t be just a time to spend, but a tool to use in his schemes. I lost count about how many times this shitty rat moustache cheated on your mother for the sole reason to reach more power and influence.”
“Vanessa left soon after. At least, I thought so… and Lac, well, he wanted to talk about marrying me off. I… can’t…”
“You don’t need to put his speech into words, I can perfectly imagine what he told you. That conservative anarchist is sadly very clever to use the truth in his manipulation and not lies. Oh, my poor Nozel, he hopefully didn’t force you to a marital deal by threatening you! I’m gonna kill this butt face!”
“He tried, honestly. He also suggested that I can choose my own spouse, but only if I would accept help from him considering the thievery affair in the Common Realm.”
“What a backhanded deal. He would have been the winner in any case.”
“I know. After that, I… I actually fled like a coward.”
“You’re not a coward, Nozel dear. In this case, fleeing was probably the best option to get out of his grasp.”
“What I didn’t know was that… Vanessa didn’t really left. She stayed nearby and so, she heard the whole talk I had with my… with Lac. And when I fled, she followed me. I was so surprised to see her on my balcony all of a sudden. I thought she would have find me pathetic, for how I handled that talk with my… with Lac. But she didn’t find me pathetic, She was just so terribly worried about me. And…”
“You weren’t used for people worrying about you. Am I right?”
“Yes. Vanessa practically allowed me to be vulnerable in front of her. I was surprised about how… liberating it felt.”
“Ah, yes, I get that. Showing vulnerability is still wrongly considered as a weakness, but the truth is different, as it is a strength, since it takes a lot of courage. You’re lucky to have found someone like her, my dear nephew.”
“I know… That night, we talked. And we kissed. Actually… we spent the night together.”
Nozel blushed. The memory of their first night together was still so clear in his mind and filled his heart with a blissful joy. But telling anyone about it, especially a member of his family, this was difficult. He couldn’t say more than that he and Vanessa spend the night together.
And of course, his aunt immediately understood what this implied, as she started to laugh.
“Oh my, you both didn’t lose any time. That must have been a heavy tension you had for weeks. But at least, you’re happy with your beloved witch, am I right?”
“Yes. It’s like, she not only let me vulnerable in front of her, allowing me to trust her. She trusts me as well, she… Vanessa is always so full of joy and optimism. But she also had her own past pain. Different than mine, but somehow still similar? At least, she told me about it, she trusted me with it. It’s like… we’re healing together, as if we needed what we have now to start to come to terms with our past and moving on together.”
“Seems like a very healthy and loving relationship, if you ask me.”
“Honestly, I don’t think words can be enough to describe our relationship. Or maybe it doesn’t need words. I am happy with Vanessa, there is no doubt about that. Every worries I have seems either not important anymore or not impossible to come over when I’m with her. I feared that I didn’t deserved that kind of kindness, but it didn’t felt that way. It feels more like something so precious that I can’t give it away, that I need to protect to keep it save, but still letting it free because it deserves to be free. Aunt Océane, I’m… I’m even ready to give up on my royal status if I need to, if it means I can be with Vanessa.”
Océane just smiled at his speech, putting some strands of his hair behind his ears. Just like when he was a little boy. Nozel let her. His childhood had been taken too early from him and he was tired of always acting like a heartless adult. Vanessa often acted a bit childlike and she always encouraged him allow himself a bit of childhood.
Another miracle Vanessa has done to him…
“You’re just as romantic as your mother, my dear nephew. But unlike my poor sister, you’re not completely blind in love. And you are loved in return. That’s one of the greatest gift someone can get.”
“I never believed it before. But now I do. It’s just… our situation isn’t ideal.”
“A prince and a witch… Oh yes, the different circles. Status sadly still plays a role in our society when it comes to relationships. And you’re with a witch, that would be considered worse than a commoner or a peasant.”
Océane went silent, looking like she was thinking.
“You’ll have my support, Nozel. I would be a really bad auntie if I don’t help you and your lady love. It’s good that you realize that the situation isn’t ideal, it will help you to face the hurdles better. Over the years, I saw a bunch of nobles who fell in love with someone out of their circles and who didn’t pay attention to the hurdles and the consequences… which lead to tragic ends. But you’re not like this, thankfully. So I don’t need to pop your fluffy bubble to make you understand the situation.”
“But what can you do? It’s not like Vanessa and I are together for long at this point.”
“First lesson to learn, my dear nephew. Consequences and influences can last very long, especially when they’re subtle. And that is one of my specialties. You know I have my entries in practically every noble circles in the kingdom. If subtly and gradually start to talk about witches, the Black Bulls and royals being in love slowly in a more positive way, it can work miracles. Nobles are stubborn, but they also have double standards. It’s always good to use if you want people to change their minds. It’s a slow process, I’ll admit, but if you don’t want more hurdles to deal with than necessary, it’s one of the safest road. Besides, with that Three Leaves Glory ball on the way, it’s better to start early.”
“You already know about that ball?”
Why did he even asked? Of course Océane Vermillion knows about it already.
“Oh my, they already send the suggestion or offering or order, whatever it is? Nobles are really bold these days. Or desperate. No wonder, what happened those last two years in the kingdom show them how fragile their power can become. It’s sad that instead of questioning themselves, they cling more on their beliefs.”
“My father was one of those who signed it.”
“Oh. That fricking asshole of a wannabe mosquito!”
Nozel couldn’t help but chuckle. His aunt definitely had a very unique way to describe and insult Lac Silva.
“It’s clearly a trap to force into an arranged engagement. I will never understand how much hopes he has on your potential marriage, even though he hates you in particular and even though you’re the only one who didn’t got his magic affinity.”
Oh yes. Nozel just couldn’t forget that if he would have a magic based on water, he most possibly would have stay an only child. After all, Lac Silva was ambitious but never was appealed on fatherhood.
“Listen Nozel. I will tell you something you might don’t know yet. There is a dance that is always put on the program during this Three Leaves Glory balls. It’s very originally called the Three Leaves Waltz. Long before, it was the waltz that made each new betrothed official. It is way more subtle today, of course. But this dance is subtly put in place to make each dancing couple practically officially engaged. For those who haven’t any idea or who aren’t given any other choice, it’s a trap. I wouldn’t be surprised if your father is indeed intending to trap by forcing you to dance with the noble lady of his choosing and by that, trapping you into a betrothal.”
Nozel clinched his fists. This sounded like something his father… no, Lac Silva would do. He probably counted on the fact that Nozel isn’t well aware of all the complex and subtle details hidden in noble etiquette, making him easy to trap. Nozel was even certain that he would have trapped into this trap.
Never had he been so grateful that his aunt knows the world of nobility and royalty like the back of her hand.
“Then… what should I do until then? And when it’s the time for this trap waltz during the ball, how shall I react?
“Nozel, we don’t know every detail yet, there is no point to plan fifty step ahead, especially since some details can change at any moment. But I can tell you what you can do when it’s the time for this dance. It’s a good thing that Magic Knights will be invited as well. So, you will go directly to Vanessa and invite her for this dance. It would be even better if you only dance with her for all the other dances. A bit like Fuegoleon did with Lital back at the royal wedding. It will give everyone a clear message.”
“But… How can I know when it’s the time for this Three Leaves Waltz?”
“You’re smart, Nozel dear. I’m sure you’re going to recognize the signs easily.”
Well, that didn’t help him a lot. It was nice that his aunt trusted him so openly, but Nozel still would have preferred some more details.
“Nozel, I will help you so that you won’t be trapped into an arranged marriage. Heaven knows how much I’m aware how awful this could be. I might not have the worst husband, more or less and thankfully I had my children, a sister-in-law and most of my nephew and nieces to help me to make the best out of it. But not everyone is as lucky as me and I owe it to Acier that you won’t know this hell. Even more so, you’re in love, you have the best reason to fight for your happiness.”
Nozel looked at his aunt, stunned. He would argue that she owed it to his mother, but given how close Acier and Océane were, maybe his aunt had promised something like this to her sister before she died.
And why would he deny Océanes help, no matter the reasons? She was his aunt and she cared about him and his siblings, this was enough a reason for her to help.
“You seem tense, my dear nephew.”
“Well… the news about this ball and with my father involved, it’s not a good news for me. Especially in my romantic situation.”
“Of course. Will Vanessa be with you tonight.”
“Well… we spend practically every night together at this point.”
He wasn’t ashamed of his nights with Vanessa. But it was still embarassing to admit to his aunt that his beloved was with him basically every night.
“Thought that much. At least, this means that you’re certainly going to relax afterwards. And we both know how much you need that in general.”
This was true, but Nozel wasn’t ready to admit that yet. At least, not to people who weren’t Vanessa. And even with her, she needed to push and tease him a bit before he forgot his pride and admitted he needed to relax and to rest.
“Well, I better go now, otherwise my dearest father-in-law is going to try and to put me on time-out. Don’t worry too much, Nozel dear, we’ll find a solution. And it’s not only me, you might have more allies than you realize.”
Nozel just looked at his aunt with surprise.
“We might discuss some things, if you want. But make sure that I can properly your beloved Vanessa soon. I’m rather curious to meet the woman who the spark of your childhood back in your eyes. Until next time!”
Nozel just watched his aunt leaving the flower garden and disappearing back in the palace. Sometimes he couldn’t fully understand Océane and her motives, as she never liked to talk too much about her own past, how she was in away sold to the Vermillions and watched all of her siblings die, being the only one to probably grow old.
Océane certainly never had an easy life. That much Nozel knew, even though he wasn’t aware about all details. But his aunt cared and she helped, probably more than anyone could realize.
He certainly regretted to not have let her help during all those years. But today, she was at his side and despite his worries about the situation, it was at least a relief to know that he had at least one ally. And according to Océane, he might have more of them than he realized.
The sun was now completely down, only some red and orange lights were lingering over the horizon, the rest of the sky already in a dark blue, some stars appearing already. It was time to go back to his room.
Nozel knew that Vanessa would be there. A few days ago, he had let made a double of his balcony key, for her. So that she could enter at any time she wanted instead of waiting for him to open.
And indeed, when he opened the door, a flash of rosewood moved like a lightning before he felt her embracing him only one second after.
“I missed you, my handsome eagle.”
“The last time we saw each other was this morning,” he replied, quickly closing the door.
“Too long if you asked me,” Vanessa laughed, leading him to the bed and sitting casually on his lap. “So, how did the meeting with your auntie go?”
“Much more relieving than I imagined.”
“Told you so!”
“But you need to know that… she knows about us. To be fair, Océane has observed me and came to the conclusion that I… that I’m in love. There’s no use to deny anything with her and… I didn’t want to keep it a secret. So I told her. She’s giving us her full support.”
“That’s good news. We certainly need support, but it’s not like we won’t have people to help us. Also, speaking of, Yami mentioned something about a shitty ball when he came back to the hideout… Something happened at the captains meeting?”
Nozel couldn’t help but sigh. “Sadly yes. Something occurred and it’s a turn of events I really don’t appreciate. Especially since my father… no, Lac Silva has something to do with it.”
“Tell me everything, honey. But first… try to relax a bit. I know how worked up you can be when you’re tensed and burdened. I’ll help you.”
She really knew him better than anyone would realize. Nozel couldn’t help but smile.
He had no time to answer though, as Vanessa crossed her arms behind his neck and put her lips on his, pulling them both into a deep kiss. Nozel put his arms firmly around her waist, holding her closer.
It wouldn’t be an easy fight. But he wanted this more than anything else. He might lose some of his pride and his reputation in the process. But who cares, Vanessa was worth it.
#Black Clover#Black Clover Fanfiction#Silver Cats & Black Roses#Fluffmay#My Writing ☘️♣️#Yami Sukehiro#Charlotte Roselei#Yamichar#Yami x Charlotte#Nozel Silva#Vanessa Enoteca#Nozessa#Nozel x Vanessa#My Black Clover OC ☘️#Océane Vermillion#Magic Knight Captains#Julius Novachrono#Marx François#Majority of nobles are a pain
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i feel like show is going with the whole “the targaryens caused their own downfall,” and the first example that they’re showing is that rhaenys SHOULD have been the queen. i know book lovers are upset because she’s different than her book counterpart (in the show, while she’s been on rhaenyra’s side, she’s seems to toe the line, while in the book she was actively planning and telling rhaenyra to use the dragons etc), but if the show is going to show that rhaenys should have been the queen then she can’t be advocating for using the dragons, knowing how much damage they’re going to cause
idk. i just think that rhaenys having some of the most pivotal quotes of s1 and in the trailer shows that the first moment the targaryens messed up us when they didn’t make her queen
I pretty much agree with you. I know that Rhaenys is not as book-readers had assumed. To me, when I read the book, there wasn't enough there to say either way - we BARELY hear anything of her, and certainly, she was not mentioned in Viserys's reign, which is what Season 01 covers, except to note that she and her husband were in deep mourning for their children.
And then with the first Black Council and Episode 10, events were changed around and timelines were changed around, that you couldn't adhere to the scene in the book (for Rhaenys or anybody else) - for starters, they split that scene into 3 different ones! But I'll not go into all of that.
Also (and this may be a hot take), I don't think Rhaenys, in the book, was ever advocating to use the dragons as a way to assault King's Landing straight off the bat. She does a dragon count. No more, no less. She includes all the small dragons, who would not be battle-ready. She doesn't suggest a plan. Celtigar is the one who suggests it. The Sea Snake disagrees and, considering that it would have been noted had a husband disagreed with his wife or vice versa (as it is noted that Daemon agrees with his wife not a paragraph later), I assume Rhaenys also agreed that they "want to rule the city, not burn it to the ground”.
The quote in the trailer, for me, sort of indicates as to WHY Rhaenys never pursued her own claim. A question not answered in the book - she was passed over twice and never fought for it. She only accepted the results. And with the Great Council, she definitely had an advantage over Viserys, if it had gone to war. Heck, she arguably had a chance if she'd wanted to fight against Jaehaerys picking Baelon. But if she'd wanted to take the Throne when the Old King died, she could have. However... "There is no war so hateful to the Gods as a war between kin. And no war so bloody as a war between dragons."
So yeah, Rhaenys should have been Queen. It's a message given from the start, and continually represented, even utterly bluntly by Alicent in Episode 09. The show is using that as a focus point to press the theme of women in power and the patriarchal society that presents that idea as unwanted.
The Targaryens did cause their own downfall, whether it was from that choice or something else. It was a war between Targaryens that destroyed the Targaryens.
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henlo, fellow sl reader!
do you have any headcanons of Jin-woo×Hae-in's relationship?
Oh quite a lot actually!!
Cha Hae-In x Sung Jin-Woo Heacanons!!
Canon gave me almost nothing about them but just enough I think so ill do my est not to stray from it! But some things will definitely stray.
It's a flustered x teaser dynamic absolutely.
Pre rewind Cha Hae-In was always solemn and good at keeping her words/expressions in check because if she didn't then that might be seen as a sort of weakness that could be pinpointed against her. In a world of S ranks that would be seen poorly considering the high status they have to hold, not only during the dungeon raids but also for the whole world since they reflected the very people they were protecting. And she was one of the few women S ranks who was leagues above other kinds of S ranks, so of course the pressure was quite a lot on her.
That much popularity in over a single night was the reason why she always stayed out of the press and never voiced out a lot of opinions over current events unless necessary.
So when Jin-Woo met her, he didn't expect her to be very expressive and talkative, which was something she could only do when she is relaxed. A lot of things tend to be on her mind, and during the trip to Japan Jin-Woo let her talk for hours about the raids, the dungeons and the monsters she had fought against or the S rankers that tend to get on her nerves.
Jin-Woo is also very bad at keeping conversations, mostly because he never had time to socialize, even back when he was in highschool he would get bullied and outcast a lot. That isolation also didn't seem to change as he became an S rank.
Of course Hae-In noticed that very quickly and also included him in the conversation sometimes like sharing his own experiences of certain topics and stuff like that. Little by little Jin-Woo’s responses changed from one liners to full on dialogues. And Hae-In mentally applauded herself for that. Hah!
Cha Hae-In bonded a lot with the shadows. Her favorite ones are Igris and Kaisel, whom the latter Jin-Woo trained her on how to ride her(i'm going with that Kaisel is actually a girl headcanon too). Of course all the others also got around to being appreciated by Lady Cha one way or another. Igris seemed to be one of the closest ones due to their shared liking of swordsmanship. Jin-Woo is more of a dagger type honestly but he does love to listen to her tell the history of swordsmanship because oh boy that existed.
Both of them love to dance, either dance normally or dance with swords but every time they do it is absolutely beautiful.
Their sparring also acts as some sort of dance too.
While Hae-In always loses to Jin-Woo in running, she wins everytime in the games they play.
Despite the Territory of Eternal Rest being quite gloomy, Hae-In and Jin-Woo like spending their time there and Hae-In is always amazed at the architecture done by the Shadow Soldiers.
Jin-Woo caught her and Beru once watching Kdramas until it was 3am. This wasn't the first time either.
I do like to think that Cha regained her original powers (still kept them away when she trained or ran in the olympics tho. Somehow prob, so that way she wouldn't be cheating due to the mana.) when she married Jin-Woo, or likely was given more due to benign the freaking Queen! So they probably still sparred and decided to visit the gaps between dimensions on their honeymoon phase.
Cue oh so many fantasy moments of the two of them finding mythical beasts, ancient lost treasures, experiencing the golden era of certain kingdoms now that the Monarchs are gone and can't destroy the worlds.
Omg that's so existing actually, two beings with eldritch powers of death just traveling around the cosmos. I want to write that.
Jin-Woo really be like (Taking out your gf to eat at paris? nah. Taking her out to meet ancient civilizations lost to time or empires you helped save during the 27 years battling the monarchs? Heck yeah)
Cha Hae-In meets the rulers who give them their blessings and also a big ol’ feast in celebration of their recent wedding.
Due to the powers she absorbed after spending time with Jin-Woo her body was also able to be strong enough to hold on for a baby, and after a very, veeeery long talk between the two –maybe some coffee and tea and movies were added to calm the mood every now and then (thank @soulintheskies for that cute hc too they had it first)– they decided to only have one.
For the next year Hae-In was probably the most protected being within the entire universe, even though she had the strength herself to go out and fight high tier monsters at that point.
Hae-In also had the weirdest cosmic craving a pregnant woman could ever have! Dragon meat, monster arachnid legs, fruits from ancient trees constellations away and then adding them to pistachio ice cream. It wasn't even because she had liked them before, well except ice cream, but rather children of monarchs can be really picky in what they eat.
Beru was the least calmest thing during the whole ordeal -_-.
Jin-Woo is also like the only one allowed in the kitchen because Hae-In microwaves her food and Beru once burned water no don't ask. He has since learned tho. Hae-In still keeps microwaving her food.
“It's efficient!!!” says the former S rank who had too many raids to take care off and often bought take out.
“It's disGUSTANG!!” says the former E rank who had 4 years of culinary under his best.
They often cuddle and watch movies when Jin-Woo gets mad at the cases he has solved.
Omg they watch true crime.
True crime and Kdramas that's what Su-Ho has grown up seeing.
#sung jinwoo#cha hae in#solo leveling#solo leveling manwha#headcanons#solo leveling spoilers#sung su ho#at like the very end huh#only i level up
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here are some ideas for tokiponaised klonoa character names:
klonoa = kulona
huepow = pupo (😔)
ghadius = katesu
karal = kalu
solare = either solalu or sunolu
soleil = either soleli or sunoli
baguji = bakuja
some characters' names are easy to tokiponaise, like lepisu [lephise] or popuka [popka]. but others, especially characters whose names are titles (moon queen, high priestess, king of sorrow), or are a bit punny (seadoph) are a bit hard to think of names for in a way that sounds similar and gets the point across. i am very lucky that solare and soleil's names easy work like that in toki pona. you can even really emphasise the "sol"/"solar" part of their names, too, and it still works.
ooh, heck yeah!! poor huepow pupo though.............
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Here comes the fanfic TWST ramble, and I say this threateningly 🫵 /J
But yeah!! As I’ve mentioned before, my fic plays off one of the more popular theories in the TWST fandom. This theory is that whenever the main character ‘Yuu’, dies, they then get replaced with a new Yuu. This new Yuu then has to go through the events of the game again, starting from the beginning. This loop of events repeat until a Yuu survives all of the events, overblots and all. The Reader (who I’m going to call Loop!Reader-) is the final ‘Yuu’, and they’re the one who ends the loop.
Admittedly, I wanted Loop!Reader to be clearly different from the Yuu in the game. However, I mainly used TWST’s light novel iteration (Yes, there’s an official light novel of TWST. I was shocked too) of Yuu, Yuuya Kuroki, as a base for inspiration. While Yuuya is almost painfully introverted and gives off the vibes of a soaking wet cat (sorry Yuuya- He really needs a hug-), Loop!Reader is very energetic, extroverted, flamboyant, and vibrant. She’s popular in school and has a large friend group. Her exuberance and liveliness may seem a bit overwhelming at times, but she really is a nice person! Whenever she’s in a conversation or outing, she makes sure no one feels left out and tries to involve everyone. And instead of coming from Japan like Yuu and their other iterations, Loop!Reader comes from America and is of Spanish descent.
Let me give a quick synopsis:
The story itself starts off with Loop!Reader mulling over the fact that it’s been almost a year since her best friend Rosalie’s disappearance. But she can’t dwell on it for long because she has to go play in a baseball tournament, and her team has to go against another team that they have some animosity with. Both her and her baseball team go all out, and they win, though just barely! While Loop!Reader is waiting for the rest of her team, she hears a cry, turns around just in time to see horses pulling a black carriage charging at her, and everything goes black. When she wakes up, she’s thrust into the world of Twisted Wonderland with seemingly no way home. As time goes on however, she starts getting odd dreams about her missing best friend…
Ngl, the fish facts you gave reminded me of the nicknames Floyd gives to others! In case of Loop!Reader, I’ll be honest, I’m having a bit of trouble coming up with one- So far, I was thinking he could call her either Swordfish or Sailfish, mainly because Loop!Reader is an incredibly fast runner. But neither of those sound as cute or catchy as Shrimpy in my opinion, so I’m a little bit stuck,,
Oh, but speaking of nicknames!! One time I jokingly made Loop!Reader call Azul, ‘Azulito’ in some practice dialogue where she was teasing him, and I thought I would never use that nickname again. I was wrong. Loop!Reader calls Malleus, ‘Cuernitos,’ which means ‘little horns’ in Spanish-
I’m pretty excited to write for Loop!Reader!! Her expressive personality paired up with the wide cast of TWST is definitely going to be interesting >:] *cough* The newfound Azul lover genes in me are vibrating and are already trying to think of scenarios with him and Loop!Reader 🧍♂️
And for the fun of it, I made a quick list of ship dynamics with Loop!Reader and some of the TWST characters-:
Azul and Loop!Reader —> Conniving Bastard (/aff) x Popular Drama Queen
Riddle and Loop!Reader —> No-nonsense x Free Spirit
Floyd and Loop!Reader —> >:] x ;)
Ace and Loop!Reader —> “Only I can make fun of them!” (Goes both ways-)
Malleus and Loop!Reader —> Loves listening x Talks all the time
Jamil and Loop!Reader —> Over it™ x Drama Queen
Idia and Loop!Reader —> Pessimist x Optimist
And also for the heck of it,,, have some random snippets I wrote randomly trying to get a feel on how to write Loop!Reader’s character—
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(Name) wanted to bury her head in her hands and scream. Why were all the boys she’s met by now in Night Raven College so stupidly attractive, and why couldn’t the boys at her own school be like them?
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“So someone showed up today, and they were pretty, uh...” (Name) trailed off, but the way she smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear gave Grim the message.
He stuck out his tongue in disgust. “Henchman, get it together!”
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(Some context: This is the aftermath of Loop!Reader bumping into Malleus for the first time-)
“Grim,” (Name) hissed, gently trying to shake the grey creature awake. “Grim, get up!”
“No, my tuna-- Bwah? Huh?” Grim blinked groggily. “Henchman? What’s happening?”
“Grim, you will not believe what just happened.” (Name) kept her voice low, but her eyes were wide with anticipation.
“What?” Grim said, still groggy from sleep. He rubbed his eyes.
“I just met the most beautiful man in the world two minutes ago. Like, for real.”
Grim stared at her with tired eyes, clearly unimpressed. “You woke me up for this? I was dreaming about mountains of tuna… And anyway, didn’t you say the same thing about those other two guys?”
“Okay, the other OTHER most beautiful man,” (Name) cut herself with a sharp shake of her head. “But that’s beside the point! I just went out for a quick walk outside and I bump into the most gorgeous man I’ve EVER seen. Great hair, amazing eyes, handsome face. I didn’t catch his name though, he didn’t want to tell me.”
“Huh,” Grim looked at her with squinted eyes. “What was he doing all the way out here?”
(Name) shrugged. “Something about abandoned ruins? I think he was taking a look around here.” The girl’s eyes widened when a thought struck her. “So he’s gorgeous…” She whispered conspiratorially, a small smile dusting her lips. “And kind of a nerd. One of the best combinations.”
“Uh-huh, sure…” Grim nestled back onto his spot on the bed, trying to go back to sleep. “You owe me some extra tuna for waking me up, henchman.”
“Hey!”
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All in all, I’m pretty excited to write it!! Loop!Reader is fun to write, and I like making her interact with other characters >:D
Jackdaw Anon 🐦
WAIT YEA I KNOW THAT THEORY!!!!!! THATS S O COOL?? I LOVE THAT CONCEPT SO MUCH...IT HAS THE POTENTIAL TO BE SUPER ANGSTY aaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA!!! also i love the contrast between them omg jhasfdhgasfd
dont worry about the name not being catchy!!! honestly ive gotten into the habit of assigning fish and rocks to peoples ocs and even people themselves sometimes (like how i call my mutuals angelfish, piranha, sea walnut, etc!!) so juts have fun with it!!!! :D
THOS ENICKNAMES ARE SUPER CUTE TOO I LOVE THEM :(((
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Expectations When Expecting (Prologue)
Chapter 11
Chapter 12:
Yuu arrived in time to see Ace running away from an increasingly pissed off cat. It would have been comical, had she not experienced first hand exactly how destructive the two were when fighting.
"No way are you gettin' out of this! You think I WANNA wash windows?" Grim spat, his dark gray fur bristling.
Ace rushed past her before promptly shoving some poor student to the side. "Outta my way!" He yelled, attempting to make a beeline for the mirrors.
"Hey! What gives?!" Cried the dark haired boy from the floor. Yuu quickly made her way to him, offering her hand to help him up.
"I'm so so sorry about those two..." She stated, tears of frustration suddenly threatening to pool in her eyes. Dammit. "I don't mean to be a bother, but... Please help us stop him!" She pleaded.
The boy seemed surprised at what she was asking of him, but did not question it much.
"You want me to cast a spell to stop him?" He asked, pausing to think. "Like, freeze his legs? Or bind them with a rope?" He suggested. "...Maybe I could... Hmm... No..." He muttered.
"I don't care how! Just do something! Anything!" Grim hissed urgently.
The boy, thankfully sensing the urgency, cried out. "Anything?! Anything, huh..." His blue eyes widened in realization before he nodded with newfound resolve.
"All right! Here goes anything!" He lifted a pen topped with a shining red stone. It sparkled beautifully in the lights of the hall of mirrors. "I summon thee... something heavy!" He called out, casting at a space directly above Ace.
As quickly as the boy had called it, a large, obsidian pot materialized out of thin air and was sent crashing down on the running body of Ace. The loud CLANG! It made as it landed was enough to snap her out of her daze, enough to hear the pained groans from the victim, and Grim's hysterical cackling.
"Look, Yuu, look! That Ace guy got crushed beneath a giant cauldron! It squashed him flat!" He pointed out, a mocking tone directed at the flattened ginger. "That's what you get!"
Yuu blinked once, then twice, completely silent.
"A cauldron?! I wasn't expecting that. I may have overdone it this time..." She heard the helper boy from beside her murmur.
"Yeah, just a bit." Her voice was squeaky from the shock. She looked over to Ace, who let out another groan of pain before squirming beneath the cauldron.
"What are you bothering me for? You guys coulda just banged out the work yourself!" He groaned, struggling.
The Lion, the witch, and the audacity of this bish- She snapped herself out of the shock, storming up to Ace's form.
"What the hell?! There's no 'banging out' a hundred windows!" She growled, eyes narrowed.
"You have to wash a hundred windows as punishment? What the heck did you do?!" Helper boy yelped from behind her.
"I was just screwing with that furball a little." Ace stated, dragging himself out from beneath the cauldron. "... and the statue of the Queen of Hearts got a teeny bit charred. Sue me."
"You did what?! You damaged a statue of the Great Seven?! No wonder he flew off the handle at you!" The dark haired boy remarked.
"You know damn well that it wasn't just 'a little'.'" She glared. "You also launched me across the damned courtyard!"
Her statement made the student's eyes widen. "Dude, what the heck?! After you managed to get into THIS school, how could you get in trouble on the very first day?!" He yelped, sending Ace a semi-accusatory look.
"Oh, shut up. Who are you, anyway?" Ace grumbled, returning the look with a glare.
The student straightened his posture, taking on more of a military-style pose. "My name is Deuce. Deuce Spade." He announced before relaxing his posture. "Don't you remember your own classmate? Uh..." He seemed to blank on Ace's name.
"You don't remember my name either, do you?" Ace smirked.
"That's not the point! You shouldn't try to shirk an order from the headmage!" Deuce explained, dismissing his previous blunder.
"Yeah, yeah, message received... Fine, let's bang out the windows already." Ace straightened his tie, and cuffs before stopping, noticing something.
Grim sure has been quiet... Oh."Don't tell me..." She grumbled, turning to look at the spot where the little furball was meant to be standing.
"The furball! He's gone!" Ace yelped. There was a loud, familiar cocky laugh that echoed from the halls.
"I'll let you two handle the rest! See ya, suckers!" Yuu felt anger swell in her chest like a hot air balloon.
"Gosh darn it Grim!" She growled. "You are so DEAD once I get my hands on you!"
"You caught me so YOU could run away yourself?!" Ace snarled, snapping his neck to look at Deuce.
"Hey! You there! Uh... Juice?" He hesitated.
"My name isn't 'Juice'. It's Deuce! With a D!" He retorted, glaring at Ace.
"This is partially your responsibility, you know! So help me catch that little furball!"
"How is this my responsibility?!"
The two bickered for a moment, Yuu's eyes welling with tears rapidly. She ignored them, opting to start running before she broke down in front of them. She refused to cry in front of them.
"Ugh! You know what?! I'm going to get his stupid ass!" She yelled, turning on her heel and taking off.
Please, my baby, please be okay. I know things are stressful... but I'll do my best... I'll keep you safe.
She felt the tears of frustration, fear, and grief pour down her cheeks as she ran, her vision quickly blurring. Soon enough, she'd lost vision of the boys and the cat monster. Why is everything collapsing so suddenly?! Her mind wailed, making her heart pound painfully. She ran blindly, unsure of where she'd directed herself.
It didn't take long before Yuu collided with a very strong figure.
"Oh! Est-ce que ça va?" The voice itself was deep and over the top, however it seemed genuine enough to her.
"I'm sorry." She attempted to clear her vision, feeling a careful hand guide her to sit.
"Are you alright?" The voice repeated, heavily accented.
"... Kind of? I don't know." She responded. "First, I end up here. Now, I've lost my stupid runaway cat." She rubbed her eyes, keeping her vision downcast."
"Oh! Non!" She heard the person cry. She saw tan hiking boots stop in front of her before the nice man kneeled. A gloved hand offering her a purple cloth, a handkerchief. "Use this!"
"O-oh. Thank you..." She responded, awkwardly taking the purple handkerchief. She felt bad at the idea of using it, so she clung to it, attempting to ground herself.
Surprisingly, not long after, the man in front of her did something completely strange. He lay down at her feet, facing her.
His face had nearly perfect skin (the kind that Yuu could only dream of having), perfect makeup, curious emerald eyes, and the smoothest looking bob she'd ever seen in her life. She floundered, her eyes wide in surprise.
"Bonjour." He gave her a playful smile, making her yelp and scramble backward. She heard his deep chuckle as he shot back up.
"I am Rook Hunt!" He gave a theatrical bow as soon as he was on his feet. "Enchanté!"
Yuu blinked. "Wow. Um... Nice to meet you too? My name is Yuu." She introduced herself, shaking off the strangeness of the meeting.
"Beauté! Your name is beautiful, monsieur!" She felt herself smile at his cheerful tomfoolery, picking up his handkerchief and placing it into her pocket.
"Hehe. Thank you." She offered him a tentative smile before her memory returned. "Oh shoot!" She cried, shooting to her feet, ignoring the dizzying feeling. "I have to find Grim!"
The young man took her side in an instant, noting her dizziness and helping her steady herself. "J'aiderai. I will help!" He offered. "May I ask what your 'Grim' looks like?"
She paused, considering his help for a moment. "He looks like an ordinary cat with dark gray fur and a white patch. He's got a forked tail and brilliant blue eyes. You'd be able to tell him apart from most because of his fiery ears." She informed Rook urgently.
His emerald eyes met hers and he gave her a nod. "Oui! Let us embark on a quest to find Monsieur Grim!"
Chapter 13
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