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~ Monthly BL Breakdown: December 2023 ~
🎆 Happy 2024!!! 🍾
Disclaimer: ALL shows can be streamed here or here, as well as on Youtube and other platforms. For more info on where to watch what, check out this post!
New breakdowns are coming at the end of every month - feel free to add stuff! -> previous breakdowns
What came out this month? (green = seen/currently watching)
🌟 You're My Star (Christmas Special) - December 4th (Philippines)
🌟 Bagan Beginning - December 5th (Myanmar)
🌟 Chains of Heart: The Movie - December 7th (Thailand)
🌟 Cherry Magic Thailand - December 9th (Thailand) ✅
🌟 It's Complicated - December 14th (Thailand)
🌟 Dear Kitakyushu - December 14th (Thailand)
🌟 Colorful Melody - December 16th (Thailand)
🌟 Night Dream - December 16th (Thailand)
🌟 DMD Friendship (reality show) - December 17th (Thailand)
🌟 Scent of Memory (I Feel You Linger in the Air Special Episode) - December 17th (Thailand)
🌟 Dead Friend Forever - December 23rd (Thailand)
🌟 I Became the Lead in a BL Drama - December 24th (Japan)
🌟 Mr. Nice Guy & the Lonely Man - December 25th (Thailand)
🌟 Love on Lo - December 26th (Thailand)
🌟 You and My Stars - December 30th (Thailand)
Monthly likes/dislikes
❣️ Cherry Magic - It's cute so far, this is the first adaption where I've actually seen the original and I'm pleasantly surprised. The plot is familiar but they're adding things to it which is nice. It's extended and more explorative compared to the OG but in an endearing way. TayNew do the roles justice, I couldn't imagine a better fit tbh. And even Mark and Junior make the side couple likable who I really did not like in the original lol. Thumbs up so far 🫶🏻
New series & movie announcements
🎥 Knock Out (produced by Dee Hup) - Date TBA (Thailand)
🎥 First Time Love - Date TBA (Thailand)
🎥 Perfect Propose - Coming February 2024 (Japan)
🎥 The Fridge - Date TBA (Thailand)
🎥 Caged Again - Date TBA (Thailand)
🎥 Likay The Series/Let Me Into Your Heart (novel adaption) - Date TBA (Thailand)
🎥 The Only One - Date TBA (Taiwan)
Other news from the BL world
❗️ GMMTV's upcoming BL We Are has started filming. The show will be directed by New Siwaj and stars PondPhuwin, WinnySatang, AouBoom, MarcPawin and more. It is thus the first production from the 2024 lineup to go into production. Aside from that, many other upcoming BLs have started filming including The Trainee, Only Boo and Wandee Goodday.
❗️This year's Y Universe Awards were held on December 11th. The following BL actors & productions won:
Cutie Pie 2 You - Best Series
Moonlight Chicken - Best Series Script
Aof N. - Best Director (MLC)
Gemini N. - Best Supporting Actor (MLC)
Khaotung T. - Best Supporting Actor (MLC)
Fourth N. - Best Leading Actor (MSP)
ZeeNunew - Best Couple
I Feel You Linger in the Air - Best Series Soundtrack, Best Production
Laws of Attraction - Best Social Reflection
❗️The Japanese BL The Man Who Defies The World of BL is getting a third season to air in 2024. Further details are unknown.
❗️After further copyright issues, the Thai remake of the Japanese BL Cherry Magic had to be removed from youtube and will no longer be aired on the site. The show will continue to only be available nationally on VIU. Viewers with a VPN can still access the site, other streaming options are KissKH, Dramacool and KissAsian.
❗️The streaming platform WeTV announced a new original BL titled Caged Again which tells the love story between a penguin and a panther. Both animals transform into humans while travelling between universes and fall in love. The show is set to air in 2024, the cast is unknown.
❗️The Thai BL production company Domundi announced their upcoming project The Next Prince to release its pilot trailer in the first quarter of 2024. The show stars ZeeNunew and others and has a historical theme. Filming will likely begin later this year.
Upcoming series & movies for January
👉🏻 BL Drama no Shuen ni Narimashita: Crank In Hen - January 2nd (Japan)
👉🏻 Ossan's Love Returns - January 5th (Japan)
👉🏻 Refund Love - January 7th (Thailand)
👉🏻 Time The Series - January 9th (Thailand)
👉🏻 Intern in My Heart (BL side couple) - January 10th (Thailand)
👉🏻 Sukiyanen Kedo Do Yaro ka - January 11th (Japan)
👉🏻 I Wish You Love - January 21st (Thailand)
👉🏻 Beside You (mini series) - January TBA (Thailand)
👉🏻 Love for Love's Sake - January TBA (South Korea)
#doreens monthly bl breakdown#thai bl#bl drama#upcoming bl#update#bl news#that caged again series is getting so much backlash already and im laughing lmao like why did they think this was a good idea??#but anyway#happy 2024!!!!!#shall I continue with my breakdowns?#it's a good way to stay up to date lol#but idk let me know#what a year it has been#oof#heres to a better 2024
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Deciphering the Angelic Language
DO NOT ASK NEIL ABOUT FAN THEORY
Oh boy, I'm finally tackling a post on this! I haven't seen a ton of discussion about this or progress and I think that's because it's very complicated. I've done a bit of work on it and I'm hoping by sharing here we'll be able to combine our brainpower and make some more progress!
SO! Let's get into it shall we?
Let's start with what we've been told about the Angelic Language:
An SFX team member said that the pillars in heaven "don't translate into words" (so maybe it translates into something like hex? ASCII?)
A speaker at Ineffablecon confirmed that the language "contains meaning and can be decoded"
According to the Chapter 6 VFX Breakdown video, "The creative team broke down the symbols into an alphabet of about 140 runes"
I'm going to start with that last bullet point. An alphabet of about 140 runes, which math-wise narrows down what type of alphabet we might be looking at. Specifically, I think it might point to Consonant/Vowel Pairs, which gives you 126 characters, then add in numbers and punctuation, you've got about 140. That's my best guess anyway.
The next thing i did was look at the Heaven CCTV footage of Gabriel FRAME BY FRAME to analyze the runes on the screen in these scenes. I think this is the best place to start for a number of reasons, first of all, being that the CCTV footage seems to only use a subset of the runes that don't include and modifications like extra dots or ticks. I consider them base runes.
Secondly, the runes cycle through a lot of changes here so it's a great place to look for patterns, and find patterns I did.
I found 4 sets of runes that cycle sequentially through a repeating pattern. Okay I'm going to do my very best to explain this.
The above we will call set A
The above we will call set B
The above we will call set C
The above we will call set D
The runes on the CCTV will *almost* always follow the sequence of their set, and when they reach the end of the set, they're marked with one of the following first two sequences below which I'm referring to as "indicator runes" after which they either repeat the same set or a different set.
The only time the runes change in the middle of a sequence is when they're denoted by the third row indicator runes before the change occurs.
So there does at least seem to be some pattern to the runes, at least when it comes to the ones used in the CCTV footage. These however are only about half of the total number of runes, the other half are derived from these initial ones, and have additional tick marks and dots added to them to add some sort of meaning and differentiation.
These screen grabs are from the Chapter 6 VFX Breakdown video, and during the lead in to these animations I think I can also say that the language is probably read right to left, as that's the direction the runes scroll in on the screen.
These scenes are also shown with a certain glowing overlay, so I'm wondering if when we can figure the language out, if there is an interesting message here to be read as well.
Anyway! If you have any other info or this has sparked any ideas about the language for you please let me know! I will continue to play with it and update when I have anything of note! :)
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It's Buzzcut Season, Anyways!
Eeeeekk!!!! Hi Hi everyone!! I hope you are all doing well, here comes the first post of the year! <3
So.. It is my birthday today, and I'm very excited to tell you that I'm introducing to you, another one of my pairings! This a little excerpt from the fic (wip) I'm writing about this chaotic pairing, and I really do hope this gets you as excited about their story, as I am! This was supposed to be up in December but for some reason, I didn't post it?? Anyways, other than that, you shall see more, further on in 2024 :)
Also, shoutout to @cupid-styles and @elioslover for picking my ice hockey!Harry to be the one to get a buzzcut, hahah! My indecisive self (who lowkey wanted you guys to pick him), could've never 💗
All the love always,
A.
Verse - NHL Player!Harry x Figure Skater!Y/n (uni era)
Word Count - It's just an excerpt so it's short!
Warnings - None that I can find but if there are any, do tell me and I'll edit them into this!
Y/n is reluctantly trimming Harry's hair when her nose feels funny, and she sneezes. Its good though, that Harry asks for her opinion regarding a change that he would rather appreciate.
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Y/n sat on her unmade bed, hair unbrushed and messy since she woke up from a 3-hour nap. Her fingers typed away on her laptop, her face showing zero signs of any stress regarding the assignment she's going to have to turn in un-edited.
Probably because of the breakdown she'd had before taking nap. She'd been so stressed that she had drawn blood from her lips and broken two of her nails -- which was rather disappointing to her considering she'd got them done not so long ago in the honour of the upcoming season of winter.
The temperature was still as hot as summer, but half of the world was snowed in, and she wanted the peace of mind that winter brought her; so, she deluded herself into thinking that it was indeed her favourite time of the year.
A silent burp made its way up her throat, as she drank the day-old diet coke she'd been drinking before her meltdown-that-leads-to-an-amazing-nap.
Just as she slurped on the last sip that wasn't anything but melted ice, she heard the door to the flat open and her eyes rose up just in time to catch the sight of a sweaty and out of breath Harry, through the open door of her room.
"Y/n?" He called for her, walking towards her room when she only hummed in response. He passed her an apologetic smile on reaching her doorframe, and she knew he was going to ask something of her that the both of them know she wouldn't be willing to do quite easily.
"I need your help," he grinned at her. "...And Immediately."
She looked at him suspiciously, before deciding to shift her focus back on her assignment, knowing that he would lure her in if she were to continue looking at him.
But Harry was at once kneeling beside the side of bed she was sitting on. With his hands joined, he contorted his face in a way that looked like he was about to cry. "I beg of you, please! If you don't help me right now, my life will be ruined forever!"
Y/n's eyes had fallen into untrusting slits by now as she minimized the document that she had been writing in. "What is it, Harry?" She asked him in a monotonous tone, shutting her laptop as if procrastinating the essay any longer would be a great help.
"Cut my hair."
Instantly her jaw dropped open. Shaking her head, she began reopening her laptop and Harry took a hold of her wrists. "Harry, there's no way!" She yelped as he began making her get off the bed.
"I'm not asking you to give me haircut like Zayn!" He exclaimed, as if that'd ease her. "Just trim it a bit," he shrugged, walking out into the small living-room with Y/n thrashing behind him. She even threw a few hands at him, but he had a feeling that she wasn't as opposed by the idea as she was pretending to.
He pulled out a chair in front of the mirror that, though they had been living in this flat for nearly two months, had yet to be pinned to the wall. "C'mon, you work at a salon -- surely you know how to trim a guy's hair," he teased her, knowing that questioning her abilities would get to her and she'd cut his hair better than any hairdresser ever could.
Looking at her reflection glaring at him through the mirror, he winked at her before bending down to unzip his bag. He pulled out an electric trimmer from inside it and handed it to her, pulling the towel from the coffee table that he had left there earlier in the morning.
Once done draping it over his shoulders, he handed her the trimmer and added a touch of his puppy-dog eyes even though he knew they simply don't work on her.
"Okay. If you end up bald, don't complain then," she grumbled before running her hand through his hair. "Is this sweat or did you wash your hair after practice?" Her face was already contorted in disgust, like she knew he surely couldn't have done the latter.
"Don't you worry, I washed it after practice," he assured her, looking at her as if she should appreciate him.
She turned on the trimmer and held his hair in sections by one of her hands. "Why didn't you go to a salon?" She asked him, trimming the hair on his sides with her mouth parted.
Harry shrugged and immediately retorted when Y/n shrieked, mumbling an apology. "The salon's too far. I don't have the time to get there; got a handful of assignments to turn in before midnight." He told her. "And I mean, saving some money never hurt anyone."
"You do realize that I've put doing my assignment on pause to do this silly shenanigan with you?" Her eyebrows rose up as she fired another question at him. She suppressed a smile when he passed a dimpled-lopsided grin to her. "God, I hate you," she said, and a smile slipped on her lips as she moved to the other side to trim the rest of his hair.
She had no reason to be doing a parttime job at a salon, it wasn't going to help her in the future in any way, but it did help her in the present with its money. The money she got by being apprenticed to a dance company went straight into the flat-bills and some other necessary purchases that she couldn't avoid.
But she wasn't complaining about it. Living among frat people was a nightmare for her. She did have fun with people but being a clean-freak and a morning person didn't match well with the frats. They did love her dearly, but when Harry came in asking if someone would be willing to be his flat mate, everyone had chanted for Y/n. And, when he asked Y/n at the rink, she had quite literally jumped at the opportunity and in the joy of the moment, hugged Harry with a tight grip that still had his heartbeat rise whenever he thought about it.
With her touching his hair, Harry's heart was beating so hard in his chest that he was afraid it was going to break a rib. His eyes never once left her reflection in the mirror, not with the way she was being so careful and serious. Her lips had parted without her knowing, and she wasn't even blinking often enough.
That was when Harry saw a hair-strand fall in her face, and her face scrunch up in a way it does when she's about to sneeze. He saw as she turned to sneeze in her elbow -- a habit that she still hadn't gotten rid of. He shifted his gaze down on his hands in his lap, to prevent her catching him staring at her.
When Y/n caught her breath after the sneeze, her eyes grew wide. Her hand began shaking as she brought the other hand to cover her mouth, looking at his head in horror. She wasn't sure if she should laugh or begin spewing apologies and decided on the latter one.
But as she opened her mouth, Harry looked at her. "Should I just buzz it off?" He questioned her and thought that she had paled at the thought of him going bald. "I mean, the match season is finally over. I don't have anything to do but study, do my parttime and of course practice hockey." He shrugged explaining his point of view, looking at her to help him decided.
"S-sure! I mean, you'd look good with any-any type of haircut." She was shaking and stuttering, but Harry was too lost in his train of thoughts to question her. "A-and its buzzcut season, anyways!"
That seemed to be helpful for Harry. He smiled at her, "Shave it off, then. I'm basically on vacation from tomorrow... and I guess I'd really appreciate a change like this!" He was back to grinning and Y/n's sweat was beginning to cool off.
She imagined sitting with Harry on a sofa on some ordinary-night with her feet in his lap like he were her closest friend and telling him about today -- a movie playing on the lowest volume possible in the background. She stopped herself before she could get lost thinking about his reaction and mess up even his buzzcut.
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Papa Arc: So you say you love my son, but how do I know you love him?
Neo: Oh, dearest father in law, have I ever told you the story of the 'Pineapple woman'?
Papa Arc: The 'Pineapple woman'? No, what's that?
Neo: Their was a woman who laid her hands on my love, your son, once.
Papa Arc: Really, what did you do? Beat her up?
Neo let's out a silent chuckle as she crossed one leg over the other, all the while a champagne glass was in her hand, taking a small sip she continued.
Neo: No, physical pain was far too easy for her. People heal from that, you know how they say; 'fear not those who can kill the body but cannot kill the soul' .
Papa Arc: So you...killed her soul?
Neo: You'd be surprised to hear how ubiquitous pineapples are within our world... We never really notice cause we don't look for them.
Neo takes another sip of her champagne.
Neo: But once you start looking (smirks), they're everywhere.
Papa Arc: What are you talking about?
Neo: People are ignorant to the fact at how closely we tread how thin the line is between sanity and insanity.
Papa Arc just looks at her with an eyebrow raised.
Neo: Now, of course... I pushed those boundaries with that would be thief, and it all started when I placed a single pineapple in front of her porch, of course, when she opened her doors she is confused but only for a couple of seconds, she actually took the pineapple in and even ate it.
Papa Arc: So you...poisoned the pineapple.
Neo just gives another silent giggle.
Neo: Nope, as I said, a physical malady would be far too easy for this woman... instead, she would find with increasing frequency pineapples at places she would always visit.
Papa Arc: Uh what?
Neo: You see, the mind is an expert at pattern recognition. So exquisitely so that it can find patterns that aren't even there!
Neo: So if you want to suggest a pattern, all the mind needs is a push in the right direction, and it shall find a path on its own.
Papa Arc: O-okay, so what did you do?
Neo: What I did was simple, really. I would place a pineapple like I did with her porch, but instead, I would place it in her locker or her favorite bench. I remember even putting it on her windowsill in her dorm once. She did a double glance, but within that second, I made sure it wasn't there. All to suggest to her mind that she~
Papa Arc: Was going insane... my god.
Neo: Yes~. Funny enough, I no longer had to place pineapples anymore like I said there everywhere in our world. We just never see them because we don't look for them. Seek, and you shall find~
Neo took another sip this one a bit long and dragged out as Papa Arc just wondered what the hell his son got himself engaged to.
Neo: annnd oh did my girl seek~
Neo: It was by pure chance really that her five year anniversary for her work was coming up, and what did her company give her for her loyalty... a fruit basket with a pineapple as the center piece!
Papa Arc could only gulp at the crazed look on Neo's face.
Neo: I heard the breakdown was biblical. Of course, she lost her job, and then when she came home to gain comfort from her lover, I'm which the psychotic weight was too much for them to handle, they broke up, she was all alone and so she tried to find comfort within her family and they cut ties as well cause nothing she said made sense!
Neo: So now she was all alone in this world, and I knew this was my perfect chance to deliver the final blow in which it came in the form of a strong courageous man, a white knight, nothing like that of my sweet Jaune but a sweet heart still.
Neo: He whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Nothing but pure acceptance, no judgment for all her shortcomings. Loving her for who she is~
Neo: And at night, when they did what lovers do, oh, how surprised was she to hear that his safe word was...
A dark and evil smile stretched across Neo's face.
Neo: Pineapple.
Papa Arc eyes widened.
Neo: I hear that the crime scene was quite hellish... two huntsman couldn't even contain their lunch!
Neo: I unraveled her at the seams...funny that all it took was a pineapple.
Papa Arc: W-welcome to the family!
Just then, Jaune walks in.
Jaune: Oh hey hun, hey dad, oh here I brought us some snacks.
Jaune pulled out a small zip lock bag containing some...
Jaune: Want some pineapples, dad?
Papa Arc just paled.
Papa Arc: Uh, no, son, actually I gotta go. Your mom needs some help with a thing. Bye!
Papa Arc briskly got up and walked away much to Jaune's confusion but he just shrugged all the while Neo leaned her head onto Jaune's shoulder and sigh in contentment as she reached in to zip lock bag of pineapple slices, she giggled once more.
Truly, it was funny.
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how do u think yandere j line would react when their gf finally realizes their toxic behavior and tries to break up with them?
yandere j-line breakup | misamo
a/n: honestly, do not touch had me to write this out finally. another person sent a request just like this one, as well. sorry it took so long. hope you enjoy <3
synopsis: it was only when you were out with your friends one time that they finally helped you realize the toxicity and dangerous nature of your girlfriend. you didn’t want to believe it, you loved her too much. your eyes were opened from the blind love you felt. it was time to get out of this relationship, but your girlfriend did not take it well…at all.
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Hirai Momo
momo only laughs it off thinking you were only joking. but it was only until she saw a packed bag by your feet.
her smile instantly fades.
“w-what do you mean you’re…leaving?” she asks in a slight chuckle but a nervous one as she continues to shake her head.
you explain to momo that her erratic behavior is the reason why you are suggesting this breakup. not even suggesting it, you’re making it known you’re breaking up with her right here, right now.
“y-you can’t leave…i’m the only one who’s been there for you, and this is how you treat me? i’ve given you so much and you…you just want to leave?” momo feels tears in her eyes as she asks these questions, running her hands through her hair.
seeing momo’s near breakdown made you instantly feel bad. you couldn’t bring yourself to leave with your bags. you love her too much.
“please i’ll do whatever! just don’t leave me.” she pleads.
bringing momo into your arms was now leaving you trapped in this relationship forever, as momo hugged you back tightly as she calmed down.
she smirks, her crocodile tears instantly stop falling, her eyes dark as she held you in her arms.
she knew you wouldn’t ever leave her, and now she’s determined to make sure you don’t think of leaving her ever again.
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Minatozaki Sana
sana’s smile fades before you even utter the word ‘breakup’. she just knew you were hinting at it with the way you were beating around the bush.
“i just think that we should-”
“no.” is all she said cutting you off.
you were caught off guard by her sudden change in demeanor. she was all smiles then completely and utterly filled with a rage you can’t even describe.
“you’re not leaving me…your friends have no idea what they’re talking about. why would you even listen to them? huh?! you know they make up these damned stories about me! why would you ever suggest breaking up?!” sana was beyond angry at this point. it even scared you than you’d like to admit.
“i love you! why can’t you see that?! i’d do anything for you, y/n! i’d kill for you!” she shouts making you flinch.
a few minutes later, sana approached you calmly before gently grabbing your bag by your feet, and look at you with dark eyes before taking a deep breath and smiling, as if she wasn’t so close to snapping you, or your neck.
it was a scary thing to witness.
“now…let’s get ready for dinner, shall we, my love?” she wasn’t even letting you have an option to leave at this point.
you went to protest, but she already had control now. she grabs your wrist with a tight grip and smiles.
“come now, love, and listen to me. wouldn’t want to have to hurt you~” she giggles.
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Myoi Mina
like momo, mina only laughs.
but she doesn’t react with any sadness or anger.
she only laughed….
her reaction made you look at her with such confusion. anyone would be confused, unless you were truly knowing of what kind of person mina really is.
she chuckles, “oh? you want to leave me? after all i’ve done for you?”
you gulp.
“fine. go on. find someone else that can care for you like i do, and deal with your little whining and begging when you mess up and they get mad with you. they’ll for sure want to deal with a begging person like you, but they wouldn’t be able to comfort you after like i would.” she says clearly guilt tripping you into feeling bad and embarrassed for your past moments in the relationship.
truthfully you really started to think if anyone would put up with your antics of being begged to talk to like you do with mina when she gives you silent treatments. and she was right…no one else would put up with it.
not like her.
you sigh and with your head down, you apologize for suggesting something so silly, and that you love mina.
she only chuckles once more before pulling you into her arms.
“i knew you wouldn’t leave me, anyways, darling. you’re too weak, and no one else would ever put up with you. you’re lucky i do.”
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BEARS AND BABIES
pairing: Henry Cavill x y/n (gender is specified only in a few places)
Warnings: fluff, a breakdown of sorts
summary: as stated in the request.
A/n: so i received this request months ago. I only got to work on it now since I moved to another continent, basically, for uni. This was my first time moving away from my parents and adjusting to life in Germany, so it took me a while to get back on my feet. But I'm here now :)
Feedback, reblogs and comments are more than appreciated, it keeps ya writer motivated💛
Henry had been travelling quite bit for the last few months- venturing beyond his comfort zone, auditioning for roles he wouldn't normally do.
There were other projects, besides acting, he was working on that he was incredibly enthusiastic about. Which meant that Henry was spending time away from home quiet often recently.
While this was great for him, it did mean leaving his partner and child behind often.
That being difficult as it was, you then suggested that he take Kal with him so he atleast had someone while you had your daughter to keep you company.
Henry had insisted on leaving Kal with you and your daughter to protect you, but you insisted otherwise.
Emerson, your 2 year old daughter, was not very happy about this decision.
Henry had been gone for about a month and half. The first night spent without Henry and Kal, Emerson waddled around Kals bed and wailed. And when you picked her up to take her upto bed, she wailed louder and continued throughout the night.
With her eyes red and her nose dripping, she fell asleep sniffling, cuddled into your side while whispered that her father and Kal would be home soon.
You hoped she would feel better the next morning, but you could not have been more wrong. When she woke up the next morning- much before you that is, she began wiggling around on Henry's side, then she looked around the room and saw Kals bed near the dresser.
You woke up panicking, hearing your daughter wailing at the top of her lungs and immediately reaching to protect her before you realized she was trying to get off the bed.
So you groggily pushed the covers off of yourself and then proceeded to pick her up and walked towards where she had her eyes fixed.
You sighed when you realized she'd been crying over Kal this whole time.
You playfully gasped making her big watery blue eyes turn to you- her lips wobbling.
"You don't miss daddy? Just Kal?" You were pretty sure she didn't hear anything else you said besides Kal because at the mention of his name she began wailing once more.
Sighing, you cradled her and rocked back and forth hoping to calm her down.
Walking out of your room and into the kitchen, you quickly shifted Kals bed out of the kitchen with your foot when Emerson busied herself with sniffling in your neck.
"Let's have some breakfast, shall we?" Placing her on the counter, you moved towards the cabinets; intending to make pancakes.
The bowls and ingredients for your breakfast were set out on the countertop and you handed Emerson a wooden spoon to fascinate herself with; leaving you with some time to whip up the batter.
Your phone rung as the batter hit the pan making you curse at the timing of it all.
Your phone continued to ring while you made sure everything was fine with the pancake and quickly went over to where your phone buzzed.
"Look who it is!" you showed Emerson, your wide eyes emitting giggles from the little girl.
"Hi darling!" Henry's voice echoed through the phone and he smiled at the sight of the toddler's flour covered cheeks and giggles.
"would like to say hi to Kal-" before you could stop Henry, Emerson was already pouting with her eyes watering at the mention of the fluffy bear.
"Henry" you whined, setting the phone down and picking up your daughter; cradling her, explaining everything to Henry in a hushed voice.
"hang on" he raised his brows "she's crying for Kal but not for-"
"nope" you looked at him sympathetically.
Henry shook his head, smiling a little "well that's brilliant"
Cooing to her, you rocked side to side and looked back at the screen "Well no mention of the Akita till the two of you are back"
Nodding, you and Henry continued your conversation while the pancakes were devoured by the two of you, before eventually having to end the call when Henry was called back on set.
Distracting Emerson long enough to forget about Kal for a bit you placed her on the mat on the floor letting her fiddle with her big building blocks.
Smiling at the plastic block tower your daughter was creating you looked at your phone realizing it was already mid afternoon. So you left Emerson on the mat with her toys and decided to prepare lunch whilst cleaning up a little; peering into the living room every few minutes to make sure your daughter was alright.
The next morning you woke up to the doorbell ringing. At least it's not Emerson crying you thought. Sighing and glancing at your tiny toddler sleeping soundly on Henry's side of the bed- you pushed the covers off and hurried down the stairs, not wanting the person to ring the doorbell again; waking your daughter.
Upon hearing the click of the door as you opened it, you looked up to see a delivery person standing there.
You didn't order anything, maybe Henry had before leaving and it got here now? Confused; you asked him "Are you sure you have the right house?"
Re-checking he said "yup, says your address right here" he showed you.
Nodding, you took the package from him and signed the paper. Thanking him and closing the door, you carried the box over to the couch and put it down.
Getting a pair of scissors to open up the box, you hurried, knowing Emerson could wake at any moment and you were rather curious to get a look at the contents of the box and see what needed to be done further.
Neatly cutting through the transparent tape and opening the box, you saw something in protected in a plastic cover. So you pulled it out and cut open the packaging further.
Realizing it was a stuffed toy of some sort, it dawned on you, placing the toy down you grabbed the cardboard box it had come in and looked inside " ah! I knew it!" You muttered under your breath, picking up the folded paper from inside.
You recognized your husbands handwriting immediately, though you didn't need any further confirmation after seeing the stuffed toy identical to Kal.
Opening up the paper, your eyes observed the content.
"Darling, considering our daughter seems to miss the bear more than her own father, and seeing that she wasn't making it any easier for you with me being gone, I had a few friends work on getting a stuffed bear replicating Kal for the little one to keep her company while Kal isn't around. Please don't tell me off tonight on facetime :) Our daughter's unmissed father, Henry"
Chuckling at Henry's dramatic note, you placed it down and picked up the stuffed toy and headed upstairs to give it to your daughter.
You knew Henry wasn't actually hurt about Emerson only crying for Kal. Henry understood the bond the little girl had with the American Akita, that's not to say Emerson didn't miss her father, she did of course, but she took comfort in her mother being around. It was the same if you weren't around but Henry was, she would be alright as long as she had one of her parents there.
Pushing open the door of your room, you smiled kindly at the sight of your tiny two year old daughter curled up snug against Henry's pillow and the other pillows you had put around her to keep her from tumbling off the bed in her sleep.
The room was silent besides the sound of Emersons soft sighs.
Placing the stuffed bear next to Emerson, you decided to lay down for a while whilst waiting for your daughter to wake.
You fluttered your eyes open to the sound of excited squeals-knowing your daughter had spotted the plushie.
Before you could fully turn to look at her you felt the impact of her elbow on your chest as she fell right on you holding the soft toy version of Kal.
"oh hmpf-" You squinted looking down at your daughter. "KAL!" she screamed, her mouth right next to your ear.
Quickly moving into a sitting position, you gently moved your daughter and rubbed your ear before reaching for your phone.
Smiling and quickly typing Henry a message, you decided it was time to get out pf bed and get on with your day.
Picking up Emerson you put her in her playpen, making sure she was safe and secure and couldn't get out and hurt herself, you padded back to your room and got into the shower.
Your muscles relaxed as soon as the hot water slipped down your skin, and you let out an audible sigh, feeling refreshed. You made sure to be quick and 10 mins later turned the knob the other way and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around yourself.
Once you'd put your clothes on, you immediately headed to Emerson's room to check up on her and make sure she was alright.
She was, as you'd guessed, busy with her stuffie.
You were grateful that Henry had sent her the toy, you for one would've never thought of it, and secondly, it kept your daughter busy which gave you more than enough time to get things done around the house without having to constantly carry Emerson around.
Pushing the last box into the shelf, you pushed your hair out of your face walked to Emerson's room when you heard your phone ring.
"hii baby" you cooed at your daughter while picking up your phone to look at the caller ID "look who it is!"
"DADA!" Emerson giggled reaching for the phone in your hand when your husbands face appeared on the phone.
Pressing on the answer tab, you let your daughter grab the phone " Hi sweetheart!" you couldn't help laughing at Emerson holding the phone in a way that Henry's view was his daughters nostrils.
Gently you pried the phone from her hands "hi bear" you feigned annoyance.
"no wait, I thought you read the letter"
you kept up the façade "oh I read the letter"
"Yeah bu- Hang on you're taking the piss out of me aren't ya?" Henry shook his head, smiling.
Letting out a laugh you nodded.
"Considering she had the fluff Kal's ear in her mouth i assume she's fond of it?" Henry asked.
"fond of it would be an understatement" you glanced at Emerson sitting with the bear on her lap.
"Oh and Hen, did you get the chance to look at the email i sent you?"
"Email? Love you know you can text me right" your husband teased.
You rolled your eyes "I know"
"Hang on, I'll check it now." you watched Henry tap away on his laptop screen with the phone set beside the laptop.
You followed his eyes scanning the email you sent him last night, waiting for him to react.
His brows furrowed "hang on, there's a picture" your heart raced.
Few seconds of silence later, Henry looked at you through the screen, his eyes wide.
Henry's voice was heavy, trying to process everything "Y/n, You're pregnant? we're having twins?"
Nodding tearfully, you said "I didn't realize I could possibly be pregnant up until 2 weeks ago"
When you'd started to feel nauseous more often than normal, you suspected you could possibly be pregnant. Henry had been gone for a month and half, the night before he left those 7 weeks ago you probably wouldn't ever forget.
However you were confused why it took you more than a month to realize you could possibly be pregnant, only for your doctor to confirm how normal it was to realize that you were carrying only a month or more into the pregnancy.
"Holy shit" Henry let out a breath, "twins" Henry was overjoyed, he couldn't be more excited about the addition to their little family.
But it overwhelmed him that he couldn't be there with you in person. He immediately began stressing about the fact that you were home alone with Emerson whilst being pregnant with twins.
He knew if he voiced his concern to you, you would play it off pretending you were perfectly fine. But your deepening eyebags, and dulling smile hadn't gone unnoticed by him. He noticed the way you constantly lost your train of thought, you'd phase out mid conversation, more often than normal that is.
Henry noticed the way you avoided answering his questions of how you were doing by immediately telling him of something cute Emerson had done the day before.
Moreover he hated that he couldn't do much about it so far away from you.
Henry and you spoke for a little while longer, mostly it was both of you practically bubbling with happiness about the news.
Once Henry had finished speaking with you, he immediately began typing out a message to a different contact.
The sun was beginning to rise as the wheels of the plane touched the ground.
The American Akita wagged his tail as he climbed down the stairs of the plane into the cool humid London air.
On the drive home, Kal rested his head on Henry's lap, while Henry looked out the window everything passing by.
He hoped he'd be able to convince you, considering you told him you'd taken time off of work, perhaps, you would agree.
When he finally saw the house in view, he thanked and paid the driver before getting out and grabbing his stuff.
It was almost 6 am; doubting you'd be awake, he pulled out the keys and quietly unlocked the door.
"alright boy, you have to be really quiet" Henry pet Kal's head who then quietly pattered to the couch.
Henry was exhausted, deciding since there was still time for you to wake up, he'd take a nap in the guest room.
He moved to the room, shutting the door behind him, he let out a sigh of relief when his head hit the pillow. Before long he'd dozed off.
When he woke sometime later, he worried that he may have woken too late when he heard his daughter crying upstairs and you trying to calm her down, so he decided to help out a little.
You couldn't understand why your little one kept crying and wouldn't stop. She'd been crying for almost 15 full minutes and you were on the verge of tearing up yourself.
Your head felt heavy and your eyes burned, you put Emerson down, which made her wail louder but you still heard it.
"I think I can help"
Whipping around, you broke down. Maybe it was the exhaustion of the last few weeks, or maybe it was the overwhelm of the new changes, or it was just the hormones, you didn't know what it was, but you couldn't hold back the tears anymore.
Henry moved towards you, picked up Emerson who calmed down at the sight of her father, and hugged you tight. Wrapping your arms around his torso, you wept.
"crap I don't know how you're home so early but I don't care either" your voice muffled was through your sobs, but Henry heard you perfectly and chuckled.
"I'm gonna put you down for a minute sweetheart"
"wha-oh" you realized Henry was talking to your daughter.
Putting Emerson on the bed, Henry quickly called for Kal who came into the room wagging his tail, and paused to look at Henry and you when he neared the bed where Emerson was trying to get down to get to Kal.
"You can get on the bed this once bear" Henry nodded at the Akita who immediately occupied the 2 year old's attention.
Turning his complete focus on you , Henry hugged you again, wrapping one arm around your waist and the other he placed on the back of your head, holding you against him.
He knew you hated crying which meant that now that you had calmed down a little you would try to pull away from him. Henry decided that later on he'd trying to talk to you about everything, for now however, he'd try to take your mind off of everything.
"Darling?" he said, still holding you, now the two of you were swaying a little, while Emerson giggled with Kal behind you.
"hm"
"You think we can name on of the twins Geralt?"
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The Trees - oneshot.
Summary: A walk in the woods takes an unexpected turn for Henry and his gf…
Pairings: AU!Henry Cavill x Girlfriend!OC
Warnings: adult themes, angst, relationship difficulties, dialogue heavy, language, mentions of parental loss/relationship breakdown/su!c!de attempt/appetite loss/panic attack/grief, pregnancy loss, child abuse, fluff, pet names, nondescript OC body type/appearance, hastily written/lightly proofread.
WC: 2936
A/N: Welp, this was meant to be uploaded ages ago but the themes and my crippling brain fog (yay) meant it took forever. Take care with this one. I’ve tried to write as carefully/sensitively as I can, but please heed the warnings or skip if you’re unsure (your wellbeing is more important). As ever, please enjoy and let me know your thoughts - R x
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The Trees - oneshot.
"How about some toast?"
"I'm good, thanks love."
"Why don't you have some fruit then? Or I can make you a smoothie?" Henry began scanning the fridge for other ideas.
"Honestly, I'm not hungry—"
"You have to eat darling—"
"Please can I go back upstairs? I've got so much work to get through…"
"In a little while, we can go sit in the living room if it's more comfortable but you're at least going to have some tea and rest for a bit. Come on." He gently tried to herd her out of the kitchen.
"… I'm gunna go for a walk."
"What? Ollie come back here, you're exhausted—"
"Just for a little while alright? I can't sit around and do nothing." She stopped by the front door and wound a thick scarf twice around her neck.
"But sometimes you have to do that, or—"
"Or what?"
"Darling, you're not sleeping, you're not eating—"
"Henry, I'm just a bit stressed with work, that's all. I'll be back in half an hour."
"Well, wait I'll go with you, you're not going into the woods by yourself—"
"It's fine, I'll take the dogs. Don't you have meetings?"
"My next one's not for another hour and I took the dogs out earlier so we can leave them here." But Copper was already sitting by her feet, her head tilting in confusion.
***
"She's a cheeky little bugger, every morning now she sits waiting by the front door for walkies." Henry chuckled.
"She's getting so big..."
"Tell me about it, soon she'll be jumping up into the airing cupboard like Kal. You know I found the little shit in there again this morning? Can't really blame him with weather like this though, it's brass monkeys. Are you sure you're warm enough?" She hummed back but otherwise, his attempt at conversation had fallen flat. She was still walking slightly ahead, lost in her own thoughts. He tried again. "So what's going on with work at the moment? I thought you were over the first couple of hurdles?"
"Freelancing's not that straightforward, unfortunately."
"Well is it anything I might be able to help with?"
"It's lovely of you to offer but I'll be alright. There'll be other contracts if I don't secure this one."
"That'a girl… how are you feeling at the moment though? In yourself, I mean?"
"Okay."
"Really?"
"Yeah, so what's your meeting about this afternoon?"
"Don't change the subject, Ollie—"
"I'm not—"
"Then can you tell me how you are?" She sighed and stopped abruptly.
"I just did!"
"Well I heard you on the phone this morning—"
"You were listening to my call?"
"No, I just heard the end of it when I came upstairs. Did your therapist need to change your appointment?"
"No, that wasn't them. They've… referred me to someone else."
"What, why?"
"Cos we're not a good fit." Henry waited for her to continue but instead, her eyes remained fixed on the floor. He tried another tack.
"Before I forget, your sister also rang me. She tried to get through but you must have still been on the phone. Your father's funeral is next week, do you think you're up to going?"
"No."
"Well, shall we wait and see how you feel?"
"No, I'm not going."
"Why not? It might help you start drawing a line under everything—"
"Henry, my mother doesn't really want me there, she just can’t get away with not asking."
"Well fuck what she wants, you need the closure—"
"There's no such thing."
"Of course there is—"
"No, there isn't. That's not how real life works." Henry waited a beat before responding.
"You know you can talk to me about him?"
"Henry, I said I'm okay—" he stopped finally and waited for her to do the same.
"No you're not, you've not been right for months. You've not even been eating properly since December. I'm really worried Ollie. I want us to get married in the spring, start planning for the future—" something then clicked in her mind.
"Wait, what did my sister tell you?"
"What?"
"What did she say, Henry?" Her voice had risen in alarm.
"Darling, it was nothing I didn't already suspect—"
"So you know everything? Henry, it was a long time ago, I was desperate—"
"Ollie what are you talking about? We discussed your father but that was it—"
"No, no this can't be happening…" she clasped the sides of her head in shock.
"Whoa, you're alright, look at me." She struggled to stay standing. "Ok, let's find somewhere to sit, come on." Fortunately, they were nearing the wood’s halfway point, which was marked by an old wooden bench. Henry was relieved to see it was empty and promptly sat her down. "There, now. Take some deep breaths darling, slow down for me. Just focus on my hand." He continued rubbing her back until her breathing came under control. She managed to fight off the attack, but only just.
"Can we… go home, please?" Henry pulled a water bottle from his pocket and helped her drink from it.
"Let's stay here for a bit, just until you're steadier on your feet." The next few minutes passed uneasily. "I really wish you'd unburden yourself though—" she scoffed and staggered upwards, turning to face him directly.
"So I can burden you instead?"
"Ollie sit back down. There will never be anything you can't tell me—" but she cut him off.
"Well thanks to my sister, I now don't have a choice, do I? God, I can't believe this..." she wearily took a seat, holding her head in her hands for several moments. "Fine. If you really want the truth I'll give it to you." When she finally spoke again, both her eyes and voice were strangely flat. "My last fiancé and I didn't mutually split. He just woke up one day and decided he wanted out. There were no signs, there wasn't even anyone else, he just didn't love me anymore. It was like the sky had fallen in. The pain was just… indescribable. He loved me like no one ever had before and as the days started to blend together I became convinced that it would always end that way, that the fundamental problem was me. I mean if my own father could stop loving me, what hope would there be for any other man?
"One night, a couple of months after we split, I woke up with what I thought at first was just a stomach ache. How I kept it together in the taxi I'll never know. I vaguely remember bleeding as I walked into A&E but the rest is just a blur of pain and vomit. Before I know it, I'm in a hospital bed being told I lost a sixteen-week pregnancy. I was just so… stunned. I kept asking the doctor to repeat himself. I mean you know what my periods are like and to be honest, by that point I'd already lost most of my sense of time. I hadn't had a single symptom, not one," she paused, "they couldn't tell me if it was a boy or a girl. I asked if I could at least say goodbye… they advised against it. After that apparently, I just kept screaming," she swallowed hard, "the nurses felt so sad for me.
"I remember before I was signed out, one of them asked if my partner was on his way to collect me. I just lied and said yes. She then said to me, 'remember you can always try again,'" she quickly cleared her throat to disguise her voice breaking, "I didn't tell my sister what happened. She pulled up outside my place, made me promise to call her later on and when I got out of the car I realised I was supposed to be getting married that day. I don't know, something inside of me finally just snapped. I don't remember much of what happened then either. One minute I was in my bathroom, and the next I was back in the hospital being told I'd suffered minor organ damage. If my sister hadn't stopped by when she did, worried why she hadn't heard from me, I probably wouldn't have survived.
"Eventually, she managed to convince them to let me leave so I could stay with her. She lives on a beautiful street, lined with cherry blossom trees. My nieces greeted me at the door excitedly, even the sky was bright blue that day. But I never felt more lost and alone than at that moment. In the end, my sister had to take six months off work to care for me, and that combined with the strongest medication my doctor could prescribe, only just helped me pull through. A year later Clare dragged me to that party and… there you were. I wanted so badly not to like you—" she finally broke down, her exhausted sobs splashing tears all over her lap. For her sake, Henry held back his own. Up to that point, he'd resisted interrupting or touching her, but he couldn't bare it any longer. He cupped her face firmly with both hands.
"Ollie, do you love me?"
"More than anything. It's why I proposed. I wanted to do everything with you—"
"Then that's all that matters—" she pushed his hands away.
"No, because we're not equals in this relationship Henry, we never have been and we never will be."
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean," she sighed, "you could have literally anyone…" she trailed off, defeated for the moment.
"… You know, when I spoke to your sister, she told me how one night you were late back home from playing with your friends so you hadn't yet done your homework. Your father then locked you out in the back garden for the rest of the night. She said you didn't ask her or your other sister for help because you didn't want to get them in trouble too. You just stayed out there all alone, in the freezing cold. And I wondered to myself, how many times you've felt like that little girl ever since, even in this relationship—"
"Henry—"
"She told me she suspected other things happened as well, stuff she couldn't bring herself to talk about."
"You weren't supposed to know any of that!"
"Why not?!"
"Oh God…"
"Ollie please, it's okay—"
"How? How can any of this be okay?!" Her face was so distraught, his stomach sank. He rubbed his eyes.
"… This is my fault. If I hadn't been away so much, kept you closer, none of this would have happened—"
"No, please, this isn't on you—"
"I even bought you the puppy and the cottage because of how guilty I felt!"
"But the distance worked for me too! I could get attached to you but not completely. It felt safer."
"And now?"
"Now it all just… hurts." Henry grabbed her hands.
"Ollie, whatever happened before doesn't change anything. I'm here, alright? You're safe now—"
"Except I don't think I'll ever feel that way completely—"
"I'll still be here—" she flew up from the bench and started pacing, her tears flowing freely once more.
"No, no. You deserve better. Someone who's sunny, healthy… as successful as you. For fuck's sake I don't even come from a normal family. When I walked out in December, it was because I felt I had to. I will always want what's best for you and… I know that doesn't include me." He dashed forwards, clamping her shoulders to keep her still.
"Do you think when we first met, I couldn't see the pain in your eyes? I also saw the decency, the humanity - I knew you weren't playing hard to get for the sake of it in the same way I knew you'd never hurt me deliberately. Let's go to therapy together—"
"You don't have to do that—"
"But I want to! I haven't done enough and you are so worth fighting for - we are worth fighting for. I love what we have because it's real and that's so, so rare Ollie." Her head fell to her chest.
"The doctor who spoke to me earlier was a trauma therapist. I was praying they'd tell me I didn't need their help. The worst of it is, I always thought I was a strong person. What I experienced wasn't even unusual. I mean people fall out of love, lose babies, have breakdowns, every single day. And it all could have been so much worse. But it still nearly destroyed me. I just can't go through any of that again."
"… Did you give your baby a name?"
"No, no… it didn't go that far. I couldn't let it. But in my head, I still talk to her sometimes. I don't know why I imagine her as a girl, it's just what feels right. It's incredible really, she would have been no bigger than the palm of my hand but the love that you feel… the longing." Her voice caught in her throat. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't intend to tell anyone. I just thought that if I failed in her life, I could at least protect her in death—"
"You didn't fail anyone—" he quickly stopped himself and instead pulled her into his arms. "I love you, Ollie."
"I love you too."
***
Two weeks later.
"Mmm it's warm out there today, look at that sky." Henry slid the cup along the counter. Ollie glanced up briefly from her laptop and hummed. "Why don't we take our coffee outside?" To his surprise, she stood up from her chair.
"That sounds nice." Henry smiled and led her into their garden, with Kal and Copper following closely behind. What she didn't expect to see, opposite the bench that was tucked away in her favourite spot, was a newly planted cherry blossom tree. He sat her down carefully, waited for the dogs to lie down beside her, and then went to fetch something from the base of it. When Henry joined her again, he was holding what looked to be a clear container.
"I've planted this tree so that, every time you miss your daughter, you can come out here and spend some time with her." He carefully removed a small notepad and pen from the container. "And whenever you need to talk, you can write it in here, put it in the box and leave it by the tree for her." She was so overwhelmed at first she couldn't even look at him. When she did, tears spilled down her face.
"I… I don't know even know what to say… I can't thank you enough. Not just for this, but for everything—"
"You will never need to thank me, darling, ever." She chose her next words carefully.
"I know I've struggled to tell you often enough, let alone show you how much I appreciate it, but you're a good man. The best I've known. And just because she was my first," she glanced towards the tree, "it doesn't mean she has to be my last."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. I mean, it might be difficult—"
"Then I'll do everything I can to make it easier."
"... You know I'd marry you right now if I could?"
"Then why don't we?"
"What?"
"Well, why not?"
"But... I'm not even dressed nicely!"
"Stop it, you've never looked more beautiful. Right, we've got the dogs as witnesses so come on," Henry gently pulled her to her feet, "let's get straight to it."
"Are you sure? Everything's already been arranged?" His heart lept at her playful smile. How he'd missed it.
"That one's for the well-wishers, this is just for us. Are you ready?" She smiled and nodded. "Good. Then I, Henry Cavill, take you, Ollie Hadden, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life." Henry removed the promise ring from her right hand and slipped it onto her ring finger. She swallowed back her tears, smiling.
"And I, Ollie Hadden, take you, Henry Cavill, for my lawful Husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will love and honor you all the days of my life." She then moved his promise ring to the correct hand. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Henry brushed the tears off his cheeks, "that's just the first time you've called me your husband." They beamed at each other and finally kissed. In the end, he didn't know how long they'd stood holding each other, but when he glanced down, she was gazing at the tree.
"When you're ready, come inside and I'll make you some lunch." Henry then kissed the top of her head and disappeared into the house with both dogs trailing after him.
She took a seat on the bench, picked up the notebook, and wrote several lines. When she was finished, she carefully put the container back in the same spot. It was when she glanced up that she noticed small buds on the tree. Soon they'd be open and before long the garden would be strewn with blossom. She couldn't think any further ahead but for the moment she didn't need to. For once her mind had fallen silent and she was content to rejoin her husband.
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I just wanted to say that post was about Megs, Shockwave and even Breakdown but now I need to be enlightened about Magnus right now if you please
No u r so so right abt all of them being bottoms too just please look at him
Look at him and tell me he doesn't have a massive rack. Like. If you stood too close he wouldn't be able to see you over his chest. (Obv no one beats shockwave as the president and founder of the big titty committee but I think Ultra Magnus could be a good candidate for perhaps vice-president or treasurer)
And like. Let's be honest. If you told him he had nice tits he would be soooooo embarrassed it would be SO cute.
Also, listen, I think we can all admit that every tf character has some continuity where their design sucks. Ultra Magnus, however, is nothing but BANGERS throughout every continuity where they show him (even animated and I will die on that hill tyvm) my personal favorite is TFP just cause
LOOK AT HIM he's literally got an hour glass figure (I choose to see it gives ultra Magnus even bigger boobs lol)
Animated ultra Magnus?
Literally has little hand holds for someone to pull on while their fucking him! I could go on forever but I shall rest my case here. For now.....
#ultra magnus#tfp ultra magnus#tfa ultra magnus#g1 ultra magnus#also its a running joke with my friends now that when im feel down they ask me if i wanna talk about ultra magnus getting railed#😊 yes yes i do wanna tlak about him getting railed#valveplug#it doesnt get graphic but yknow#wyrm-with-a-why
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/== Master Post List ==/
Pyrrha, Glynda, Weiss and Penny were all standing around a table littered with pictures and dossiers. On the wall behind them were lists, showing the complete breakdown of who was part of the court of the "Red Queen" and "Golden King".
Glynda: So as you can see my Queen...
Pyrrha: Please Glynda we are sisters in this cause.
Weiss: I must object. You are the "Red Queen" spouse to be of the "Golden King" and we are you loyal advisors, and ladies in waiting.
Pyrrha: We are all united in the want to give the King Mother grand-babies. That makes us sisters.
Penny: I am sorry my majesty. You are betrothed to his Majesty Jaune. While we are happy and honored to be brood mare....
Pyrrha: NO! Do NOT speak of yourselves as such! You will sisters wives and the mothers to the greatest family Remnant has ever witnessed. You are NOT broodmares! Do not refre to yourselves as such!
Glynda: Understood, but you must also understand as Jaune's betrothed and the first accepted by his mother... you are the queen.
Pyrrha: We are sisters.
Weiss: Yet you are still our queen.
Pyrrha: Shall we continue? Neo will only be able to occupy Jaune for so long.
Glynda: Yes my queen. Our count is as follows. You and Jaune are not included as you are the progenitors of this family. Neo as well is not included in the listings as her semblance allows her... versatility.
Progenitors : Jaune Arc & Pyrrha Nikos
The "Wild Card": Neopolitan
Weiss: So in the BBMs side we have...
Pyrrha: BBM's?
Penny: Blonde Baby Mamas.
Pyrrha: Ah. So then RBMs would be Red Baby Momas?
Penny: Correct.
Weiss: So in the BBM's we have, myself, Glynda, Arslan, Fiona and Dew. So five sisters.
Blond Baby Mamas:
Glynda Goodwitch, Weiss Schnee, Arslan Atlan, Dew Gayl, Fiona Thyme
Penny: In the RBMs we have myself, Octavia, Neon, Ruby, and May, which also gives us a total of five
Red-Head Baby Mamas:
Ruby Rose, May Zednog, Octaiva Ember, Penny Polendina, Neon Katt
Glynda: So not including myself, we have eleven young women capable of bearing children, with an estimated theoretical maximum of 15 pregnancies each... that is approximately 165 children if each pregnancy is of a single birth.
Pyrrha: Not enough.
Penny: My Queen?
Pyrrha: It's not enough!
Weiss: We estimate if we all start getting pregnant now, including Sister Glynda's age, we should be able to provide Jaune and the King Mother with around 172 children, again if every pregnancy only results in a single birth.
Pyrrha: It's still not enough. We MUST be a family of no equal. A force of our own!
Penny: How many do you feel would be an adaquate number to show our devotion, and be as you put it a "force of its own?"
Pyrrha: 200.
Penny: Then we will require two more sisters, at minimum.
Pyrrha: But the question sis whom. The King Mother has very specific requirements.
Glynda: We are aware. Blonde or Red-haired. But we considered that we may need to expand our ranks... so we have made a list of "potentials"
Weiss: For Blondes we have the following individuals... Robyn Hill, leader of the Happy Huntresses. Harriet Bree of the Atlas Ace-Ops, and possible in a young woman named Trifa, she is a member of the White Fang.
Pyrrha: Her hair appears to be bluish-grey.
Penny: It can be possibly considered as Ash-Blonde... but that is up for debate.
Pyrrha: Keep tabs on her, just in case.
Glynda: For Red-heads we have Deery, she is also a member of the White Fang, but unlike Trifa who is in Mengarie, Deery is here in Vale. We also have Carmine Esclados formerly of Shade and reputedly a member of a group calling themselves the crown.
Weiss: So how should we proceed?
Pyrrha: All of them. We NEED all of them.
Glynda / Penny / Weiss: As you wish.
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A/N so thank you again to @segmentaldragon for all his suggestions and research in finding "Probably Initiates"
Note on Trifa - if you guys want to "stretch" ash-blonde hair to include shades of blueish-grey... then she'll be brought in.
As for Salem... I'm not sure... yet, and I would need to locate a Red-Head to off-set her... maybe the "Blacksmith"? Don't know... but she's not forgotten.
#rwby#jaune arc#pyrrha nikos#ruby rose#weiss schnee#penny polendina#arslan altan#may zedong#glynda goodwitch#neopolitan#dew gayl#octavia ember
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I felt I had to make a breakdown of all the AUs and my inner commentary with them because I need to keep track somehow
Undertale: OG, classic universe, if it ain't broke don't fix it
Underswap: the ol' switcheroo, taking this version of paps to the bone zone, overall cute au
Underfell: so much edge, did everyone here just inhale a Hot Topic with a side order of Linkin Park 'cause jeez, you guys need to chill
SwapFell: ah crap, now the cute one has been infested with the edge too, it was only a matter of time, it's just a phase they'll grow out of it
Mafia: pfft, what's not to love?, live for the aesthetic, take me to the speakeasy where I can jive with some suited skeletons
Horror: I'd say it's cannabilism but technically nooo...?, everyone is fucked, as for sans? oh yeah, I'd still tap that (apparently I'm not the only one either)
Anomaly: character ai except h e k n o w s
Ink: Bob Ross ain't got nothing on Sans in this one
Dust: fairy dust?, star dust?, nope, they're... ah, they're not okay...
Error: 01001000, 01100101, 01101100, 01110000
Dream/Nightmare: Mr Sans man bring me a dream~ BA DUM BUH BUM, NOPE NOPE DEATH S A V E M E
I might have missed a few but there were, like, four aus when I was deep in the undertale sauce back in the day. I am but a stranger to these lands now
Nah, in all seriousness I love all of these and the creativity behind them. You guys keep up the good work and I shall continue to indulge like the starved gremlin I am
Man this was dumb
#sans#undertale#papyrus#sans undertale#underswap#underfell#swapfell#edgy#mafiatale#horrortale#anomaly#inktale#dusttale#errortale#dreamtale#dream sans#nightmaretale#nightmare sans#dreamtale nightmare
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hello dear !! congrats on 300, 3 million next 🤞
now then, can i please have a handpicked bouquet from a nursery with roses + cosmos for either zhongli, freminet or neuvillette (i don’t mind!!)
thank you and congratulations once more ٩(^‿^)۶♡
if i could slow time
bell's notes: you cannot just drop those prompts with those characters and leave sir /gn erm 😐 /nm. breaking my heart ☹️💔😔 /lyr, also yes 3 mil for bell 🙏, dumbi 2 tril next 🫵, ty tho 💓, the 'right person wrong time' is not even noticeable im, this is so short i cannot, first time writing anything besides gn!reader so if it's inaccurate im so so sorry, not proofread
contents: zhongli x male!reader, mention of death, angst and fluff, 567 word count
summary: in which your soulmate hardly interacts with you, and the reason why is just as bad as the hurt of his ignorance
It was stupid. A crush you happened to work for has gone wild in the sense that you may or may not have noticed that his wrist was tainted with your name. This not only caused you to have an entire mental breakdown that you couldn’t let show physically, but you rushed out of the funeral parlor, nearly knocking down Hu Tao with your theatrics.
Not to mention, you thought Zhongli was either clueless, didn’t care, or was just naturally calm about things this extreme because he saw the man who was now his soulmate every day without a stutter, shake, or a cracked-up voice; unlike yourself. Who were you to complain, though? If he acted normal and made no big deal of it, it was most likely not a big deal, right?
You only groaned out annoyingly as you pushed the thoughts away, focusing on the smell of coffins as you helped a woman pick out one for her new-found lover who turned dead because of some freak mitachurl accident. To which you could only nod solemnly in response too, praying to the archons above that something like that wouldn’t happen to you before Zhongli decided to pay attention to you being his soulmate.
It was only a matter of time before the woman left that you quite literally had enough, and rushed to knock on Zhongli’s office door, tapping your foot impatiently as you waited for him to open it. He couldn’t have let you inside at a better time before you brushed past him, albeit harshly, before turning around to face him.
“You’ve been ignoring me.” Four words and you almost swore Zhongli blinked back a cry at them, a solemn smile playing at his lips before he sighed, motioning for you to sit in the chair in front of his desk.
The conversation was nothing like you had imagined in your head. No ‘I’m not into men’, no ‘There’s someone else, no ‘I’m not interested in having a soulmate, but an “I’m an archon” in its place. After letting the statement settle in, Zhongli continued with his explanation in a manner so calming that it almost made you regret your previous snap towards him just a few minutes ago.
He failed to converse with you about your souls being intertwined because he felt as if he would be burdening you with the truth that when you two got completely attached you would pass on before him, centuries before him if he was going to be honest; although it seems as if he was burdening you with the truth now.
You would grow and he would not, you would maybe adopt a child and they too would grow old and he would not, you would fear over time where you would leave him and he would not. He was afraid, afraid that you would worry so much about him and his sake of being with his soulmate, that you wouldn’t enjoy the time you spent together.
But in the end, you both agreed. The two of you would spend the rest of your time together in this world until it came for you to part, and no matter what had happened you wouldn’t feel the need to worry about what would happen to him after you eased to live.
“Because as long as I still can recall memories of you, I shall be fine.”
#🌹's#astronetwrk#・ nouveau livre ˎˊ˗#zhongli x reader#zhongli x male reader#zhongli x you#genshin fluff#genshin angst#zhongli angst#zhongli fluff
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HIHI BRAND NEW MUTIE!!!! YOU INTERACTED WITH MY POST SO I GOT MY SILLY QUESTIONS :))):
Obscure Fadom(s) you need to talk about
That song that you have a mental break down to and then kill a man to in the same day
Why are you so cool?
Something in your immediate vicinity that would look so much better if it was bedazzled
Favorite type of tit
Your favorite thing you've ever created (meme, art, writing piece, ect.)
Character you would love to kiss (romantically or platonically)
Person you want to meet so badly, alive or dead
Favorite meme ever (I would ask vine but some people don't even know what vine is)
Food you would currently devour of placed in frontof you
Favorite weather in detail
Hyper specific color appreciation
HII AND YEAH, I LOVE ANSWERING QUESTIONS AND OVERSHARING <3 makes me feel like a special little boy :]
Obscure fandoms I need to talk about:
Okay, so this is a bit difficult to answer, as I have a LOT of interests. I'd say the most obscure ones to most people would be russian classical literature, specificly the brothers karamazov by fyodor dostoevsky! I've read that book when I was 14 and it has never left my soul since. It marks an integral part of me as I continue to grow and find other interests that define me. Overall it'd be classical literature, and adding to that I'd say..sci-fi horror? Is that a genre? I just LOVE expressive gore and psychological torment, and if I apply that to anything fantasy and the 80s (which is also a recent interest-box of mine that includes a bunch if stuff I love) i guess a vibe starts to form..eldritch horrors? I guess?...BUT I think none of that is as obscure as my interest in The Mechanisms at the moment, I am being COMPLETELY sucked in, that and tma are just somehow perfect for me, and very comforting..It's tough at the moment, and they serve as good scapegoats for my anxiety, and offer comfort as well :) HUH so I think I got a bit side-tracked, other than that there is just interest in the history of human culture, including arts, linguistics, and probably the history of medicine (and just how horrificly unsafe the practise used to be). None of these are fandoms but they include a wide range of fandoms for me!
The song I have a mental breakdown to and kill a man for
OKAY SO, AGAIN, PROBABLY A LONG ANSWER-
Currently? I'd say lullaby and homesick by Dr.Carmilla - Exhumed & (Un)plugged.
https://youtu.be/lldnep2m2Bo?si=rbf2xP687lcp3HyQ
https://youtu.be/lLo0XpXU5GA?si=Xqmgk0L0dVNTsM9e
sweet sweet jonny and carmilla angst...jonny and carmilla parallels my love, I am thinking of you non stop...oh you are so drawable...
I'd also add Lost In The Cosmos Lonely by The Mechanisms!
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It tugs at my heartstrings and rips open my veins, and I scream and cry into the vast void of bitter and cold nothingness. I cry everytime. The serene tone is so good and the song resonates with me deeply. I'd even go as far as to say that it is my favorite mechanisms song..
Other than that I'd add three more songs, Trees and Flowers by Strawberry Switchblade, and both Love, Me Normally and Against the Kitchen Floor by Will Wood. They connect to my soul.
Why am I so cool?
Well, I never take a proper coat with me outside especially when it's chilly. Do I have a coat that fits my style? Absolutely. Do I still want everyone to see how many belts I can put on my person? Without a question.
Something in my vicinity that would look better if bedazzled
I'd say my wall! My room has an in built second floor where my sister used to sleep before she moved to another one, and whilst the lower floor is littered with artworks and two tolkien maps and all my books, I'd like to decorate the walls up here with some posters of my favorite bands, some character shrines, you know the like :) also the washing machine needs to go
Your favorite type of tit
You evil little shrinklings already know the answer to that one. But..I shall indulge I guess..
*shakily inhales* Drumtit.
*everyone cheers*
My favorite creation
If I was Dr. Carmilla or Frankenstein I'd say a child, but as of now, it must be my two of hearts digital artwork where they kiss in all sorts of ways :) I am genuenly very proud of that one. I have some difficulty loving my art, it's probably a self worth thing haha. I also love my patched jacket, but it stinks by now and I'm scared to wash it
Character I would love to kiss
I'm ace but I do kiss romanticly when I ship them with a character I project onto
Jonny d'Ville (platonicly) (I project a LOT), Drumbot Brian (romanticly), Martin Blackwood (platonicly), jonathan sims (romanticly/platonicly), michael shelly/distortion (platonicly), gerry keay (romanticly), both gunpowder tim and tim stoker (platonicly), any of the mechs really (platonicly), not sure about carmilla yet, but a reluctant hug, pavel karamazov/smerdyakov (platonicly), any of the karamazov brothers (platonicly) I'm gonna stop here but yeah :]
Person I'd want to meet so badly (alive or dead)
Well if it comes to people I look up to then that'd include david tennant, jonny sims and ethan becker. If you read this, no you don't. But yes they inspire me greatly to keep going and do what I love doing. I'm very passionate about stories and story telling, wether delivered, written or visual :)♡
Then there are, of course, my online mutuals (@cryptile and @drdrizzey ) and some of my old discord pals over on the russian literature server! Haven't been there in a long while but a meeting would be nice!
Favorite meme/vine EVER!!
I KNOW WHAT VINE IS!! I WAS BORN IN 2006 I'M ONE OF THE LAST ONES!!
I love so many vines pls I'm having difficulty choosing, but I did make a couple of vine compilations on my youtube account (needs updating btw-)
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Other than that..
Food I would currently devour
Jonny and Brian making out, water
Favorite weather (in detail)
When it's warm, not too hot and not too cold, and there is a slight breeze in the air that sometimes gets a bit stronger so that it can sweep up some leaves and branches to make that crackling sound on the asphalt I am walking on, but it's never strong enough to tussle my hair or anything. The sun isnt too bright and you can smell a far away waft of rain. You can enjoy the chill a bit when you pull of your cardigan. Not many people around. And I also love it when the sun is out but it rains slightly. Very damp but in a comfortable way :)
Specific colour appreciation
Warm colours!! Musty, dusty colours that have bits of tone sharpness within but overall present the image of a lived in eastern european apartment from the 19th century. Probably on the scale of yellow I'd say
Thank you for the asks, it was really fun♡
#asks#answer#fyodor dostoevsky#russian literature#the brothers karamazov#the mechanisms#pavel karamazov#jonny d'ville#personal post
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Only Friends and the communication pay off that I desperately need to scream about. (Plus a little bit of meta about themes of acceptance)
Back after Ep ah 3? 4? what is time anyway, I wrote a post about:
I love how Only Friends is exploring and portraying communication
I have been continuing to enjoy this central theme of communication and honesty being portrayed. And me and the watchbuddies have been fascinated by the way forced honesty, rather than honesty by choice, has been flowing through the last couple eps and wrecking the relationships.
But this ep? Oh. My God.
The Pay off
THE PAY OFF
Lets start with the quite little victory laps me, @shouldiusemyname and @plantsarepeopletoo were doing through nearly every convo of this episode...
Ray Mew:
Kind of hard to read in tiny but we got it completely, Ray and Mew went to progress things physically, it got stopped, Ray got angry and then lo and behold we got that final (Beautiful) Ray Mew convo about how they were both basically using the other...
Also Orya calling the survival of the Friendship as well 10/10
Also Paprika gets all the credit for the Honesty Theme
Also Sand Ray...
FINALLY COMMUNICATED SOBER (and then they kept doing it we got, what, 4 talking scenes??)
But then This Ep was all...you want honest communication huh?
HOLD. MY. BEER.
Sand Ray communication (plus more there was so much this ep, their journey of communication was so goooooood)
Ray Mew Communication (x2)
Boston Nick communication - or well Nick to Boston, but we got to leave something for the rest of the series
Nick Sand communication, not that they needed it but again oh my god, honesty leading to continued/further closeness.
Only Friends is really hammering home the point
And the point, in this ep, was about Honesty, Communication and ACCEPTANCE
Top voiced acceptance for Mew's needs in that moment, even as it wasn't what he wanted.
Nick accepts Boston's choice in that moment, even though it wasn't what he wanted.
Sand accepts Ray's conflicted feelings in that moment, even though it wasn't what he wanted. And in this case, also clearly conveyed that he wouldn't be waiting around if he got a better offer, while Ray figured himself out. and Ray had to accept that.
Even Cheum and Mew got a bonding moment over honesty and acceptance
...
There's so many things I could say with all the themes and connections whirling through the show.
The way honesty and surviellance are intertwined with forced honesty causing breakdown and Top's choice not to force Ray and Mew into that, even after he'd been forced, lead to him unknowlingly regaining some of Mew's trust.
Further links into discussions on the generational divide and the juxtoposition of presenting a queer community so reminiscent of the decades before technology permeated through our society and yet dogged by technology at every moment (@shouldiusemyname and I have been talking about this one a lot - how the present and the past are colliding in this show to show how things have and haven't changed from before the turn of the millenia)
The way hope continues to permeate through because being in your 20s is messy, and it's supposed to be, but that doesn't make anyone to broken to be loved.
More pain shall definitely come
Because a moment of honesty does not lead to perfection, and these characters still have a lot of growing to do...
But I am continuing to adore the honesty of the show
it's characters
it's themes
it's relationships
it's emotions
I'm adoring the heart of Only Friends
and I can't wait to see what's next
#ofts#only friends the series#only friends#onlyft#only friends meta#roc goes haywire over only friends#rturts is wondering
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Middle Of Nowhere (from Last Life: The Unofficial Musical) – Full Lyric Breakdown
(full song here, full lyrics without commentary here)
An explanation for the thought process/meanings behind the lyrics of the first song of my Last Life musical, "Middle of Nowhere" – I plan on doing one after every song. Note that this follows Martyn's lore (though you don't have to already know about it, everything will be explained in the songs), so Watchers – beings that started the Life worlds to feed on negative emotions of the players that arise from them – etc are canon. Without further ado:
Ludo ludete (x3)
As I've said before, this is (hopefully) the Latin imperative to two or more people of "play the game" – the Life worlds are basically death games played out by the Watchers, with rules from them etc (whatever is said in Grian's intros)
Oh, gone, the kingdom fallen on the mountain
Bare, the sands, their cacti alone
Flowers razed and castles left abandoned
Now we stage another show!
So build up the frozen north!
A south that shall fall to flames –
Renew and repeat the game!
These are (obviously to some) references to 3rd Life – in this universe, as in Martyn's canon, this game did happen before the players arrived in Last Life. The Watchers enjoyed the emotional feast they had last time, so are now creating the new world of Last Life to continue harvesting the emotions they feed on. This is the first time it's referred to as a show.
Everything up to here is considered the prologue, since this is before Last Life's creation. The next two verses are going to be set after the Last Life game has already concluded, as it's commentary on it – it wasn't necessarily intentional, but you could say that by journeying through various instrumental themes that are going to be prevalent later on in the musical story of Last Life, it's us travelling through Last Life and eventually ending up on the other side.
There is an old, old tale to be told,
Of green like the spruce, of crimson and gold.
Of crystals and curses, lives swapped and sold,
Stories we’ll now behold.
This is talking about Last Life, setting the stage for the story we're going to be told. As stated, this and the next verse are set somewhat after the events of Last Life, with the Watchers commenting on it and sharing it with us to partake in the experience of watching it. You could also say it's an 'old tale' because some versions of this have happened countless times before, so the Watchers pretty much know how things are going to turn out.
There is an old, old song to be sung/Look to the frozen north!
Of victors that lost and victims that won/Look to the south in flames!
Bonds forged in fire lie shattered and dull/Look to the fallen fort!
All cast aside for one/Come on and play the game
Like the first verse, this is commentary on the first game. "Frozen north" mainly refers to Magical Mountain (there are mountains in the north, ie cold); "south in flames" is the Southlands (they literally burn it down); "fallen fort" is Lizzie's fairy fort. "Victors that lost and victims that won" is comparing actual victory to emotional victory, and basically saying how everyone loses in some way or other.
There is a land, in the middle of nowhere.
It was too long ago there,
Since last stories arose.
So the tale is told, of the middle of nowhere:
Watch and witness the show there,
As our appetite grows!
Generally self-explanatory – "in the middle of nowhere" refers to how it's far away from any place that's known and how the world is isolated. The lines in bold are the first lines of a handful that directly reference Martyn's Last Life teaser, since this is directly from the Watchers' perspective ("Long have we waited/A hunger grows/Surpass them all/Take friends for foes/Live not for others/Invest in one/For if they fall/Ere will be done"). Future lines that reference this will also be in purple, and will mostly be in the choruses.
The last lines are also the segue into taking us back to the tale of Last Life in person. Everything after this (world creation, player arrival) will be in real-time.
There is an old, old world to be moulded,
Flames to be doused and craters unfolded
Forests to spread, dark shadows to sprawl-/ Look to the names! Herald the cue!
Red leaves to mark the colours of the first to fall/Rise, rise anew!
This is the Watchers creating the Last Life world – in this, they're reforming the world of 3rd Life, as every game is in the same repurposed world in the musical's canon. The flames and craters are being erased, so this is a fresh start. "Herald the cue" – the cue for the players to arrive.
There is a call, and flocking, they come,
Like moths to a flame or clouds to the sun!
Ships to a whirlpool yet struggling still-
Look to the trees! Look to the hills!
This is referring to how powerless the players are to heed to call and come to the games, and how insignificant they are in controlling their own fate. "Clouds to the sun" was chosen because it fit, rhymed, and created a gloomy atmosphere – however, something I thought of afterwards was that since (due to Martyn's lore) Watcher Grian ("the sun") is canon, it can also refer to how when he joins the game, his vision/watcherness becomes clouded, as he's part of events and doesn't have access to all his powers.
Look to them, all the same/Look to the peaks,
Helpless to play their game/Good for defence, style’s just pretence/Gather the sand, gather all the cane you can!
And look there, could be a home, let's form a plan!/Ahhh
Six, five, four, three, two, one!
Again, pretty self-explanatory. The players are settling in, and again they're unaware and not in control of how things are going to turn out. "Six, five, four, three, two, one" is counting the potential lives people can have, as the maximum is six.
Look to their land, in the middle of nowhere!/There is an old, old right to be fought for: lives to be lived, and not lived for naught –
Through the wants and the woe there/To laugh, be alive, defend our pride,
Herald what must be done/To cause chaos, to protect, to attack!
Again, players settling in while the Watchers watch (heh) on.
Best all in this land, in the middle of nowhere/Strike one! Strike two! You're done! You're through!
Take your friends for your foes there/No time for mercy
Till a champion has won/when the only thing that you can do is-
"Surpass them all/take friends for foes" from the poem – otherwise not much to say. The players are already delving into the ruthless nature of the games – they've been through this before (according to Martyn canon, players keep their memories, but don't keep the emotions associated with them as they've been fed on).
Four for the traitor, four for the pawn,
Six for the swindler selling the dawn;
Five for the wolf and three for the mole,
Two for the witness outstepping his role.
This is the start of lives being distributed. Note that for these, some titles were able to be thought of more than others, as I did need to pay attention to rhymes and scanning. Most of these titles refer to what they were in 3rd Life.
@linnight22 already guessed all of these correctly, but here's a list:
"The traitor" – Bdubs (he infamously betrayed Impulse in 3rd Life for a clock)
"The pawn" – Martyn (he's basically a pawn to the Watchers)
"The swindler selling the dawn" – Scar ("selling the dawn" refers to how impossible and exaggerated the things he claims to sell are. Again though I've used sun imagery so if you want to somehow link that to Grian, go ahead)
"The wolf" – Joel (he's frequently associated with wolf imagery and it fits personality-wise)
"The mole" – Impulse (mostly referring to him being a mole in Dogwarts in 3rd Life – and I'm still on the 3l!Impulse was never a traitor to the Crastle train – but also an animal pun. I do admit this one was one where I needed rhymes and syllables, so it unfortunately doesn't describe his personality very well.)
"The witness outstepping his role" – Grian, for obvious Watcher reasons
Four, the enigma and expert alike,
Three, the beholder, avoiding the strike;
Two for the martyr, six for the moon,
Two for the fierce-hearted cynic, untombed!
"The enigma" – Etho (demeanour and how hard people find it to decipher and predict him)
"The expert" – Mumbo (partly because he's a redstone expert, mostly because it fits as a descriptor for how he comes off as pretty knowledgeable, and also sort of a reference to his fancy professor-like skin)
"The beholder avoiding the strike" – BigB (not a watcher reference this time, but referring to how in 3rd Life he was quite passive as opposed to throwing himself into the action. "Avoiding the strike" is partly a descriptor for that but fits more with Last Life!BigB, with him being too hesitant/fearful of killing someone with the Boogeyman curse until it was too late and he had to kill Cleo)
"The martyr" – Scott (most open/prone to sacrificing himself for someone/something else out of all the players, eg when he refuses to fulfil the Boogeyman curse this season. And additional unintentional symbolism: , and c!Scott (defying 'higher beings')
"The moon" – Pearl, for obvious reasons
"The fierce-hearted cynic, untombed" – Cleo, for obvious reasons
Three for the hero, four for the dame/There is an old tale, now soon to come,
Six for the self-dubbed master of games/The stage has been set, the bell has been rung, let curtains soon rise, let lights dim as one!
Two, for the king with no subjects to call/The audience trembles, anxious to know what joys and disasters they shall be shown in-
Two, the canary, destined to fall.../-all, when the curtains fall...
"The hero" – Skizz (righteous, passionate – generally his atmosphere and the fact he is one of the more 'heroic' players, at least to me)
"The dame" – Lizzie (demeanour, the fact she's the Shadow Queen this season, and also the fact her username is LDShadowLady, "lady" usually referring to someone of a higher status)
"The self-dubbed master of games" – Tango (he loves creating games and bets to spice things up, see You Bet Your Life and Dare to Flare. Note that "self-dubbed" isn't shade on his abilities at all, just the fact that it's a title he tends to embrace/place on himself)
"The king with no subjects to call" – Ren, for obvious reasons (for people who haven't watched 3rd Life or consumed post-3rd Life Renchanting content, he declared himself the "Red King" there, and role-played as that for the rest of the season)
"The canary destined to fall" – Jimmy, for obvious reasons (for anyone not exposed to the canary imagery: he's always out first, there's lots of canary imagery especially on Tumblr around him due to canaries being used in coal mines to keep track of poisonous gases. If the canary died, there was gas and everyone else would be in danger, symbolising the beginning of the end of things)
And finally, more show/stage imagery from the lyrics being sung at the same time! "The bell has been rung" refers to the bells that are rung before performances (or at least I know they're rung in operas), functioning as the 10/5-minute call, etc – basically signalling that the performance is going to start very soon. And again, the Watchers see all this as a show for their entertainment. "The audience" here refers to both the Watchers and to us.
("when the curtains fall" doesn't mean the curtains fall at the start of the show, it's more what they will have experienced by the time the show has been completed)
Caught in this land, in the middle of nowhere.
Will it still end in woe there? Will it all come undone?/Did you hear that sound?
So many feelings so grand can arise from the middle of nowhere!/Did you hear that voice?
But – let our stars lead the show there,
Heeding: our will be done!
Again, Watchers being Watchers – they're speculating on how things will turn out (while knowing that yes, they most likely will) and sort of showing fake sympathy. "So many feelings so grand can arise" – again, they're doing this to feed on the emotions that arise from the players during the games.
"Our Will Be Done" is something the Watchers say to c!Martyn very frequently, it functions as their signature phrase – basically it's a sign to anyone who already knows about the lore that these are most definitely the Watchers singing.
"Did you hear that sound/Did you hear that voice" are sung by c!Martyn – as I've said, listener!Martyn is not canon, it's referring to the fact that the Watchers speak to him and are probably letting him hear this to mess with him.
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and, we're live!
Time for my 2023 stats round up.
First, let's look at the number of hours/minutes per month, shall we?
All of that account for 59 hours & 11 minutes of podfic. Now, comparing to last year, when I had just shy of 31 hours, that looks pretty good. Remember, last year I started in August so I almost doubled it.
We do notice a dip in March & April, which tend to be busy months in the education world. The spike in May is due to Voiceteam. June-August are a bit odd - you'd think a teacher on break would have more time to create. But I had some life stuff hit and it really destroyed my brain.
So, here's my first 2024 Resolution:
Remember how happy podfic makes you & don't let your depression win.
Now, moving on to the breakdowns and fun stuff, shall we?
Here are my top 5 fandoms, authors, ratings, and genres! I also have them in bar chart form and pie chart form, which I'll put below the cut. You'll see a slight difference in the author category -- I didn't include myself or Flowerparrish and my podcast in that as those weren't authors.
Of course, what is podficcing without making covers you love? Here are my favorite covers I made for my own podfics! I have a migraine so please excuse the fact that the images don't line up, vision is blurry:
Now, let's move on to my stats image from above. I used the same format as last year but since I made over 100 more podfic than last year, each microphone now equals five podfics.
As you can see, I participated in a lot of events! I believe I made the most audio for Voiceteam 2022 (as evidenced by my hours/month graph). This was my first year doing Voiceteam and I had a blast. I also got to do Podtogether & Summer Swap for the first time. It was my 2nd year doing ITPE. And then so much more.
My top kudosed collaborative project was "A Fair Compromise" with @wanderingjedihistorian for 212th Appreciation week. My top kudosed solo project was "A Game of Guess Who With Big Blue" by TheWitchBoy. The longest podfic I made was also with @wanderingjedihistorian and was my podfic of our Codywan Big Bang project! My shortest was a Locked Tomb podfic at 57 seconds called Realization.
My first podfic of 2023 was Hot Cocoa by Melime, a "The Batman" podfic. In the middle was Dissipate by SunsetsOverLA for Waxer*Boil month. And the last posted thing was for @fandomtrumpshate, for my top bidder - an Obi-Wan/Jango soulmates AU.
Now, on to 2024! My resolutions are:
To continue working on current WIPs I'm bringing into 2024 - some of which I've already tied up only 5 days into the year
To podfic even when my brain is being a gremlin, because podfic makes me happy and I should be able to focus on that!
To be brave enough to post the first "Soft Wars" podfic and finally tackle the series (kind of the same as resolution #1)
Not to sign up for Big Bangs -- I love them dearly but they actually caused a lot of my burnout this year and I didn't love that. As much as I love collabs, I think I'll stick to Podtogether, multivoices with friends, and gift exchanges this year!
Close the gaps -- aka, as much as I love Clone Wars, I want to focus on all things I love, instead of overbearingly focusing in on one.
Going into 2024, I am going to start tracking what music I use in my podfics, because I was curious about it / @flowerparrish inspired me. I also found a way to track overall Star Wars and then Star Wars broken down into sub fandoms - that should neaten up my "top 5" category a bit.
Happy New Year, all!
And, as mentioned above, screenshots of my actual graphs & tables, for interest sake!
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Hello hello everyone I'm back at it again at Krispy Kreme- I mean my Mariolore AU silliness and I have with me today the Lineage of the Queens of the Mushroom Kingdom. The line of Queens will range from Dove all the way into the future/modern era to the princess that will one day become Queen. Without further ado let us begin with Queen Dove herself :3
Queen Dove was indeed "Beloved by the Realm" as her gentle spirit had managed to tame her husband King Boo known as the "Tyrant King". Dove was also a devoted mother to her and Boo's two children Theresa and Haru, and a loving wife for many years up until King Boo's death. After her husband died, the Queen continued to rule over the Mushroom Kingdom for 3 more years until she abdicated the throne to her oldest child and only daughter Theresa, retiring and becoming the Dowager Queen as she moved into the Summer Castle to live out the rest of her life...
Queen Theresa the Mad ascended to the throne at 21 years old when her mother Queen Dove abdicated the throne to her. The first few years of her reign were peaceful until Theresa eventually suffered from a mental breakdown due to a build up of paranoia, believing that her younger brother Haru was planning to take her throne for himself, which caused her to start attacking some of the other kingdoms in the region. Eventually she did get overthrown by Haru who used the power of the Seven Stars to seal her away into a painting, but not before she used the last of her dark magic to place a curse on her brother and his bloodline, uttering the words "No more sons shall inherit the throne forevermore..."
Queen Papaya of the Sprixies was the daughter of Queen Green Sprixie, and when Prince Haru of the Mushroom Kingdom arrived at her home to seek asylum after Queen Theresa's failed attempt to kill him, she convinced her mother to let him stay. During the time the prince stayed at the Sprixie Kingdom, he and Papaya fell in love before Haru eventually set off to take back the Mushroom Kingdom once his older sister started getting out of control with her destruction. After the war ended and Haru was crowned King, Papaya and her Sprixie servants left the Sprixie Kingdom and used their magic to restore the region back to life when it was on the brink of ruin. As soon as she reunited with the newly crowned King of the Mushroom Kingdom, Haru asked her to marry him and become his Queen, to which she accepted. Their marriage would unite the Mushroom and Sprixie Kingdoms together, and during her reign as Queen, Papaya oversaw that the Sprixies had a good relationship with the Toads and Humans of the Mushroom Kingdom...
Queen Momo the Precious would be the first Queen to start the lineage of female monarchs, as she was the daughter of King Haru and Queen Papaya. As a child Momo learned how to dance and her love for dancing grew with her into adulthood, and even as Queen she continued to dance at festivals, parties, and other events. Momo adored her subjects just as much as they loved her, and her reign over the Mushroom Kingdom would be known as a Golden Age. Under Momo's rule, peace, prosperity, and the people all flourished in the Mushroom Kingdom...
Queen Sora the Warrior was the daughter of Queen Momo and feared by those who dared to threaten the Mushroom Kingdom. As a young child she watched her father train the knights and guards that defended her home, and after many pleas to join her father decided to let her train as a knight. Even after many years of training Sora would still continue to spar with the knights as Queen, and soon her skills were put to the test when a rouge faction of Koopas started attacking the Mushroom Kingdom due to a disagreement over territory. Enemies would flee upon seeing the massive sword Sora carried with her, and during the battle that becoming the turning point only one Koopa mage was brave enough to try to defeat the Warrior Queen, but fate had their plans as during their fight Queen Sora and the Koopa Mage fell in love. And from their love the Queen and the Mage combined their swordsmanship and magic to end the fighting once and for all...
Queen Elemora the Majestic was the half human half koopa daughter born from the union of her parents, her mother being Queen Sora and her father a Koopa Mage. Elemora proved to be her father's daughter as she inherited his koopa magic, and just like her mother learned how to be a warrior from her father, Elemora learned from her father on how to use her koopa magic. When the half koopa queen was crowned, she wasted no time in making sure that the relationship between the Mushroom and Koopa Kingdom was restored to its greatness as the previous war had caused it to deteriorate. Even though majority saw Elemora as a human, there would be times when those unlucky enough would bear witness to her koopa side...
Queen Seraphina the Songstress was the daughter of Queen Elemora, and just like the title she held Seraphina's singing was the most beautiful thing that the Mushroom Kingdom and the entire region could hear for thousands of miles. As her singing started as a child, Seraphina would continue to carry a tune into her adulthood and when she became Queen she sought to utilize her voice to the fullest extent. Seraphina would then oversee the building of the Sparkle Theater as one of her first acts of Queen, and once it opened many came far and war to see the Queen of the Mushroom Kingdom perform as the first Opera Singer in the Sparkle Theater. After performing many solo acts, she eventually began to perform duets with her husband, a Luma being who was banished after he began to become more human...
Queen Morgana the Devoted is the daughter of Queen Seraphina, and since she was a teenager Morgana loved being social with everyone she came across. The young queen's marriage to a newly promoted captain boosted morale for the citizens, as the his business in trading overseas flourished which led to the economy of the Mushroom Kingdom being nearly restored to it's former glory. But tragedy would strike as shortly after the couple's daughter was born, a dangerous storm had struck the king's ship while he was out at sea, and the captain went down with his ship after making sure his crew had safely made it out. Queen Morgana would grieve over the loss of her beloved husband along with the Mushroom Kingdom, and she would make sure that she put her young infant daughter who needed her the most first above all else. As her daughter grew into a child, Morgana began a relationship with a Koopa diplomat who had been friends with her late husband, and eventually the two of them wed. When her daughter grew older and married her own husband, Morgana abdicated the throne to her and retired to the Summer Castle as the Dowager Queen with her second husband. The Dowager Queen and her current husband still reside in the Summer Castle, as they grow older together...
Queen Freya the Wonder is the daughter of Queen Morgana and the current ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom as we enter the modern era. As fate would have it, Freya happened to posses the powers of the Oracle and this meant that she was also the new Queen of the Celestial Kingdom, causing for the island that had been neutral for centuries to now become allied with the Mushroom Kingdom. With Freya's powers as an Oracle proving to be the strongest out of all previous rulers of the Celestial Kingdom, the Seven Stars themselves descended onto the Mushroom Kingdom so they could teach the young "Queen of Queens" on how to use her powers to better the world itself. Queen Freya continues to rule over the Mushroom Kingdom and uses her powers to protect it along with the other kingdoms...
Princess Aurora "Peach" Toadstool is the young 14 year old daughter of Queen Freya, and is an eager little princess that has a heart for animals and adventure. She still has a lot to learn on what it truly means to be a Queen of the Mushroom Kingdom, but nonetheless she continues to grow everyday and run around the castle she calls home under the watchful eyes of her parents and the castle staff...
And that concludes the Lineage of the Queens of the Mushroom Kingdom! To wrap it all up I also have a family tree that I created so it can help everyone remember who's the daughter of who. It also includes the names of the kings that the queens married :D (If you guys are having trouble reading my handwriting in some certain areas then just let me know and I can type it out so it's easier-)
I love trees <3
#mariolore#mariolore au#queen dove#queen theresa#queen papaya#queen momo#queen sora#queen elemora#queen seraphina#queen morgana#dowager queen morgana#queen freya#princess aurora “peach” toadstool#there's a lot of reading#I might have gotten a bit carried away in my ramblings-#anyways#I hope you guys like it :3
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