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absolutebl · 1 year

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Be My Favorite - Flaming Hot Trash Watch Action

Ready for this?

Adapted from the y-novel You Are My Favorite by JittiRain this is one of those “rewrite the past to change the future.” Starring Krist (SOTUS) + Fluke Gawin (DBK, Not Me). I expect this to be low heat, full of LIES and manipulation.

12 eps of approx 45 min fresh content each, and I guess I am drinking on frigay for the next 3 damn months

Main tropes: time travel/slip/loop, paranormal, university setting, soft romance, low heat, sunshine/tsundere with GMMTV’s heavy hand on classic Thai BL tropes, product placement, and high production values.

Trailer | MDL

I’m getting some shizz outta my system before I start putting the alcohol into it...

Story issues

Let’s get this on the table. I have a mixed relationship with Jittirain’s stuff because unlike Mame who is trash to her characters with plot, Jittirain is trash to plot with characters. All characters (what limited characterization there is) will be obedient to the plot and act against personality the moment it is necessary for whatever insanity is required for audience manipulation. We The Watchers WILL feel jerked around by these jerks (but as this is GMMTV there will be no actual jerking). We WILL be lied to, and the characters will lie to each other FOR NO GOOD REASON.

In addition to Be My Favorite JittiRain is behind: Vice Versa, 2gether, Fish Upon the Sky, and Theory of Love. Mmm humm. Yeah. Drinks are defiantly required.

Actor issues:

Krist: Who knew Krist would do a BL again? Like seriously? His career has been riddled with controversy and his skills as an actor widely challenged. Regarding the first, this is not that blog, take that discourse/cancel culture elsewhere. For the second? I will judged his acting based on the usual criteria: this BL, this role, this pairing, this script, and the fact that this is Thai style acting. Okay?

Gawin/Fluke: I will likely slip and call him Gawin because that’s what he used when he first crossed my radar. I have said this before but he looks like an ex of mine. So my baggage with him is all personal. Said ex and I are amicable, but it wigs me out sometimes. They even have a similar voice. I will try to get over this.

Also the both SCREAM straight. I mean I don’t wanna judge insult or anything but these boys got breeder smeared all over them.

Okay, so what are we doing here?

Well, as previously established: DRINKING.

AND

A new trash watch!

Although there is always the (however faint) possibility it will become a praise watch. Sometimes that happens. But this is Jittirain so... I doubt it.

Ready?

Here we go!

Episode 1: Sake & Fear

I have heartburn already. Or maybe that’s the extra chili I put on my noodles + booze + EXISTENTIAL DREAD.

Kawi = loser, poor, stupid, shy, and friendless (AKA Japan’s ordinary bottom uke archetype) - he’s a downer, this is an issue with this kind of character, not likable.

Pearmai = the sunshine faen fatale Kawi has a crush on

Piseang = the tall handsome cute popular perfect seme, plays basketball perfectly (waves at Love O2O), is also a DJ (nash)

Most of this ep was spent establishing this dynamic and some kind of secret santa for college kids, a magic time travel snow globe, and the fact that the wrong couple got together.

Why is there a dandelion in the snow globe?

Is it a wishes thing? Do they have that superstition in Thailand?

A 12 year time jump is v Japanese. Which life-point is closer to Krist’s actual age? Ooo, half a bottle of sake and I’m salty af.

Apparently Kawi still has same problems and the same haircut as he did as a fresher.

Could we please talk about this? It’s in ALL BL. Why does NO ONE change their hair as they age? My hair changes by the week.

Meanwhile our ordinary bottom has turned into a wild imbecilic tsundere and our seme clearly likes that and I am too drunk for this. So is Kawi.

You know what, it’s not as terrible as I thought it would be. I don’t like it but I can see the characters becoming appealing. Maybe? Hopefully? Why do I do this to myself?

I’m not a monster, I will give it a chance.

At least no one has yet picked up a guitar.

See you next week, same Jittirain time, same Jittiran place, new bottle of sake.

Episode 2: Nigori & Serenity

The sake I’m drinking tonight is described on the bottle “silky & mild” which is also a legit review of Gawin’s acting.

WAIT A MINUTE.

What is going on?

What am I feeling?

They’re lying on the grass talking to each other in a meaningful way. It’s cute. I am enjoying it. How appropriately collegiate.

Is this... enjoyment?

Am I enjoying this show?

OMG I AM.

help

I ate booze-filled chocolates AS WELL AS SAKE.

Maybe it’s the double dose?

Am I becoming silky & mild?

I got a slow down. I can’t do this every week for 12 weeks in a row. I’m not in uni anymore. I might end up being a nice person if I continue down this road. Can’t have that.

Honestly, I do like the fantasy of getting to re-live your college years as a cooler version of yourself.

Although, frankly, I did fine with mine.

(Oh thank fuck, asshole me is back.)

I don’t know where Max came from but he is officially the most interesting character in this show.

Also... does he look a bit like a bad boy bunny to anyone else?

It isn’t actually like it, but I am getting a distinct 2gether vibes from this show. It makes it feel kinda dated for BL. What a fucking crazy thing to say. Ignore me, I’m drunk.

OOOOO.... Nong teasing. Very nice.

The over dramatic drunken kiss made me giggle. First time Krist has been properly kissed in a BL.

Sigh.

What do I do?

I’m enjoying it!

Damn it.

Episode 3: Tipsy Waffling

I was out at the club, came home faintly tipsy. Frankly I feel a little unwell, so I’m not gonna drink anymore. So this is an unprecedented semi-sober trash watch. I’m not sure if I’m ready but so far this show been beating expectations, and I don’t expect a derailment until next ep so I’m feel okay about my life choices.

Okay Gawin is good. I’ll give you that . His little moment if realization (and giving up). The “oh shit” look.

Wait.

That’s Title!

When did he leave Wabi Sabi and join GMMTV’s stable?

Look I kinda enjoyed this bit, because it was a joke.

BUT I AM NOT HAPPY WITH THE ENDING.

Is this the beginning of the JittiRain of Doom? Or it this just good angsty story telling?

No way to know until next week.

(JittiRain of Doom - see what I did there? Aren’t I a clever little lush dragon?)

I should go to bed now.

I think we can safely say clouds are on the horizon and whether this is good storytelling or bad, only episode 4 will tell.

Episode 4: It’s Happened! The Suck!

not in a good way @heretherebedork said ep 4, can they call it or WHAT?!

I’m officially calling Kwai’s pink haired Maximum hotness bestie “my café fae” and YOU can’t stop me. I love him. Or I want to be him? Or I AM him?

Difficult to know.

Checks own hair.

Not pick at at the moment. Mostly blue actually.

(I weirdly adore that blue open weave draw-string vest thing he’s rocking. Checks own closet. Wonders idly about turning a mesh laundry bag into a shirt.)

Anygay... Café fae and I are running away together and not putting up with any of this Jittirain nonsense.

Right?

Because this beach frolic...?

Too cringe. Too awkward. I really don’t like all of embarrassment factor for everyone, not to mention humiliation and hazing and older kids picking on younger kids.

I’ve been done with this plot divice since SOTUS. And I’ll take it in small doses from Korea but no more Thailand. Stop it. And...

is that...

A GUITAR

!!!

NO SINGING.

Oh, I hate this show.

Everyone listening in on the phone while he’s humiliating himself with a girl? This is fully terrible.

I’m so uncomfortable with this whole episode.

And yet. Secure. Because finally we are in the territory I was expecting. But ALSO I can’t bear it.

Please make it stop.

At least Piseng is a decent human being.

And Pair.

Screw all y’all. I’m eloping with Pair.

Wait.

What about my cafe fae? Hummmm.

Ah! Got it. Thrupple!

I’m not gonna lie. That was rough going.

And I am not OK.

Although I’m digging this thrupple scheme of mine.

Episode 5: I Am V Drunk

For those of you following the soga of ABL is a lush...

I got my cocktail!

Then got distracted by meeting colleagues at the bar.

Then went for dinner and wine.

Then got another cocktail and finally made it back to the room.

So by the time I started watching this week’s installment I was... quite drunk.

Take this recap with a grain of salt margarita salt rim... no... not that kind of rimming, that’s just in KP, sadly... wait... what am I doing? I got distracted. This is GMMTV. Def no rimming.

So!

Kawi deserves his new asshole friends (stop it ABL no rimming).

I just don’t like him. He’s too straight and whiney and homophobic.

Could we have a romance between Pisang and Max?

Asking for a friend me.

Bet there would be rimming. They both seem very game. Just saying.

Different show ABL. Different show.

Where was I? Apparently I went to the land of Bed Friends for a moment there.

Why does anyone like Kawi?

Max deserves better.

Pear deserves better.

Pisang deserves better.

OMG!!! His utter wistful yearning over the happy gay bar. Poor baby.

Awe don’t run away from Max. We love Max. Max is the best. You NEED a Max in your life. We all do!

Someone described Max as “tired gay,” and I feel this keenly.

NO SINGING.

I DON’T LIKE WHERE THIS THREAD IS GOING.

NO NO NO NO NO

SKIP! Skipskipskip.

Next week look like a classic ep 6 kiss then angst. Whatever.

It was fine.

This was a fine installment.

I’m very drunk.

Hotel all spinny.

Hi, bed! Make me a sammitch.

Episode 6: I Am Less Drunk Than I Should Be

I just wish this were Pisaeng’s story instead of Kawi’s. It would be a lot better. In fact, it is a lot better. Any time we get PS alone or with any other character it’s a better narrative. Any time with him and Max talking it’s the best of everything, That’s all I want on my screen.

In fact, Max is all I want.

I love his “care bear kpop” clothes.

This is definitely one of those shows where I don’t understand why anyone likes the central character - his friends, his love interests, his father, his audience, tumblr.

No one should like him. He started out a loser and he’s only getting worse, and nasty to boot.

Yes, it’s good we see him apologize, but there’s no logic behind the choices that led him to needing to make the apology in the first place!

(No one does, honey.)

We are heading into classic Jitiirain where are the characters are going to betray us and themselves in order to serve the narrative.

And I’m not drunk enough for this.

Honestly? I think Krist what is miss-cast as well.

I’m not in the anti-Krist faction but just imagine... what if Kawi had been played by Khaotung? He has a much softer more dynamic screen presence. I think he could’ve carried even Jittirain’s patented nonsense. KT is... in fact... CUTE.

Gawin is not an issue. (Which surprises me, since I came into this with a bias against him.)

Because we can see PS thinks that K is cute even before the script felt the need to tell us this.

Even when he’s being an arsehole, PS’s eyes are all soft for him. I guess some guys just are attracted to arseholes.

Heh.

See what I did there?

Meanwhile I hate PS’s mother!

She = evil.

I RECOGNIZE that balcony!

PS’s house/apartment thingy is the same as MaxNat celebrity pad in Y-Destiny. Another one for the location trackers.

That’s it, that’s all I got.

Only one gay pun for you this evening.

I have one job to do and I’m blowing it.

snerk

Nighty night. Don’t let the mosquitos bite leave hickeys.

Episode 7: NO SINGING

I guess Kawi is one of those “straights” who just gets gayer the drunker he is. I know the type.

Boozing the Kinsey Scale.

Beer goggle queers.

Cockeyed.

Three sheets to the flame.

Dick wasted.

What else do we call them?

Oh yeah... cock tease.

Episode 8: STOP SINGING

Pisaeng for these last two episodes...

(singing cat never gets old, bite me)

Good for you Pisaeng for standing up for yourself. Stop letting the straight boy jerk you around.

(I see you in your matched couple shirts.)

Omg I HATE Kawi just WHY IS ANYONE FRIENDS WIH HIM?

Stop. Just this show would be so much better if he weren’t in it.

I’m glad he lost Pisaeng and I enjoyed watching him cry.

Even if he still made everything about himself.

We return yet again to the fact that I love Max. Max and I are running away together.

Pisaeng is just never Kawi’s priority, whereas the opposite is always the case. Talk about one sided love friendship relationship everything.

Kawi the coward.

To little too late.

I do keep thinking about Big Eden with this series, Kawi just seems so straight no matter what he says or does or kisses.

Poor Pisaeng he gets what he wants but it’s all out of pity, fear, and desperation.

And all he wants is a chance to flirt?

Is he an actual saint?

Fuck this damn show.

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As always with these trash watches, I update the original post until Tumblr has a brain fry and won’t let me anymore. Then it becomes an updated repost. Life in the dumpster fire is never dull.

#Be My Favorite #Thai BL #GMMTV #Krist Perawat #fluke gawin #trash watches #ABL trash watches BL #save me from myself #trash watch #JittiRain #thai drama #thaibl #You Are My Favorite

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jackoshadows · 6 months

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I feel like GRRM is stuck on Bran Stark. Bran being hard to write is why, despite being one of the central characters of the books, he only has half the POV chapters of Jon Snow. And why he is unable to finish The Winds of Winter and is doubtful of even finishing by 2025.

As a serial procrastinator, I can sympathize with a tendency to put off the hardest task with excuses, while eagerly completing the easiest first.

It's clear that GRRM loves writing Tyrion and Arya. He has an entire novel's worth of material in Braavos for Arya and I feel like the difficulty will be in editing it and cutting it down to fit into TWoW. Similarly Tyrion is most probably done as well, considering all the mentions of him writing Tyrion chapters in his notablog posts. So he's most likely done with the Tyrion and Arya POV chapters. They are the easiest characters for him to write.

Tyrion being done would mean that the Essos plot is largely dealt with as well considering Dany's POV would intersect with Tyrion's at some point and he can't fully finish Tyrion until Dany's is mostly done as well. In May 2012 he mentioned writing Dany's Essosi chapters.

WINDS OF WINTER. Yes, I’m working on that too. At the moment, I am writing about the Dothraki. More than that, I sayeth not, you know I don’t like to talk about this stuff. - Daenerys POV (Essos)

In June 2020, he mentioned Barristan and more chapters in the North.

In between tapings, I return to Westeros. Of late I have been visiting with Cersei, Asha, Tyrion, Ser Barristan, and Areo Hotah. I will be dropping back into Braavos next week. - Cersei, Asha (North), Tyrion, Barristan (Essos)

He has also mentioned writing Victarion chapters.

We also know that the two battles - battle of fire in Essos and the battle of ice in the North - is already written and was simply moved from ADwD to TWoW.

With all this being intricately tied together into one giant plot - Stannis Vs Boltons at Winterfell, Theon and Asha with Stannis, the pink letter to Jon, Jeyne being send to the Wall, GRRM writing about how we will be getting 'Direwolves Vs Ramsay's hounds' etc. - means most of this is also done. GRRM has also mentioned writing Melisandre - the only POV at the Wall now that Jon Snow is dead - chapters. Which means the North/Wall is also mostly done.

“I think we’re gonna start out with a big smash with the two enormous battles,” Martin says (Essos and North). In addition, Martin says, “We have more deaths, and we have more betrayals. We have more marriages.” Let the speculation begin. As he’s noted before, Martin says the Dothraki are coming back into the story (“in a big way”), and he says “a lot of stuff is happening at The Wall.” - GRRM

August 2020:

My life is at home, on hold, and I am spending the days in Westeros with my pals Mel and Sam and Vic and Ty. And that girl with no name, over there in Braavos. - The Wall/Mel, Sam, Victarion, Tyrion, Arya

So there's also Sam/Oldtown/Euron chapters - Sam is another character he loves writing. So that section of the story - possibly Euron's attack on Oldtown seen through Sam and Aeron POV chapters - has also got attention.

What about KL and the Riverlands?

November 2020:

Of late I have been spending a lot of time with theLannisters. Cersei and Tyrion in particular. I’ve also paid a visit to Dorne, and dropped in to Oldtown a time or three. In addition to turning out new chapters, I’ve been revising some old ones (some very old)… including, yes, some stuff I read at cons ages ago, or even posted online as samples. I tweak stuff constantly, and sometimes go beyond tweaking, moving things around, combining chapters, breaking chapters in two, reordering stuff. - Cersei (KL), Tyrion, Sam(Oldtown)

June 2022

WINDS, you say? Yes, still working. Finally finished a clutch of Cersei chapters that were giving me fits. Now I am wrestling with Jaime and Brienne. The work proceeds, though not as fast as many of you would like. - Cersei(KL) Jaime, Brienne (Riverrun, Lady Stoneheart)

So GRRM has recently (recent for us asoiaf fans lol!) finished Cersei, Jaime and Brienne chapters as well. So that's Essos, the North, the Wall, Oldtown, King's Landing and the Riverlands.

What's missing is Bran and Sansa in the Vale in terms of major POV characters. The Vale may just be an instance of being too isolated and unconnected from the rest of the plot until Littlefinger makes his move or GRRM may find writing LF's plotting a bit hard to tackle.

However, it's Bran that stands out for me in not being mentioned, considering this is the penultimate book and the threat from beyond the Wall has to be a big part of this book.

It has been my intention from the start to gradually bring up the amount of magic in each successive volume of A Song of Ice and Fire, and that will continue. - GRRM

“ And it is important that the individual books refer to the civil wars, but the series title reminds us constantly that the real issue lies in the North beyond the Wall. Stannis becomes one of the few characters fully to understand that, which is why in spite of everything he is a righteous man, and not just a version of Henry VII, Tiberius or Louis XI.” - GRRM

From all his interviews here and there, I can think of 3 reasons why the Bran chapters are hard.

This is where a lot of the hard core high fantasy happens. And we know that there's a backstory with Hodor that involves some complex time travel shenanigans - not going to be easy to write for someone in his seventies. Even more complicated in terms of causal loops and temporal paradoxes if it's Bran's consciousness that's doing the time traveling.

Age. GRRM has admitted before that he finds Bran the hardest to write as a disabled little boy. Bran's grown up a couple of years and yet he's still a little boy - Arya's age in AGoT.

Isolation with few fun side characters. GRRM really loves that world building and writing for those tertiary characters surrounding his main character. Arya meeting fun new characters everywhere she goes, her arc in Braavos, Dany in Essos, Jon's colorful and fun side characters, Tyrion traveling through Essos. One reason for why the series blew up from a trilogy into this unfinished mess is because GRRM enjoying writing for the side characters more than the main characters. Brienne got 8 chapters traversing the Riverlands searching for Sansa while Bran languished with 3 chapters in ADwD. Thus far Bran's world is very isolated and disconnected and has the least side characters - Meera, Jojen, Summer, Bloodraven and Coldhands. Of these, only 3 speak.

I think therefore that having written everything that GRRM can of the characters he does enjoy writing and finishing off the political plot points, he has finally turned his attention to Bran Stark. This is hardest part, involves a lot of sticky notes and attention to detail and needs to cover a lot of ground, bringing the Others back into the story in a big way.

I wish him luck. It's not going to be easy to write plots and details that he thought of some 30 years ago but I hope that he gets to finish a decent chunk of Bran chapters so that TWoW can finally be published.

#GRRM #TWoW speculation #asoiaf #TWoW #The Winds of Winter #Bran Stark

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imagitory · 1 month

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@andrewmoocow Personally I find them to be misguided. There is a very well-done analysis video I've cited before that talks about the animation and why it ends up looking like AI, and I think it really addresses this argument better than I could --

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-- but TL;DR, the animation looks "fake" largely because of stylistic decisions (l.e. turning off motion blur with the thought it would look "more like 2D") that weren't well thought-out. And I actually think the film's writing issues run into the same problem.

Because here's the thing -- writing high fantasy is not as easy as it looks. I can testify to this because I myself am writing a draft for a high fantasy novel right now.

All these years, Disney has been in an advantageous position with their animated films largely being adaptations of previous works, since they're already given a lot of the parameters a writer needs to build a world, plot, and characters. In a Snow White adaptation, for instance, you need a vain queen, an innocent princess, a prince, seven dwarfs, a magic mirror, and a poisoned apple, as well as a fairy tale world where these things fit comfortably. And since so much mainstream fantasy is largely inspired by medieval Europe, that aesthetic remains very familiar with audiences to the point that you need a lot less explanation for things. We don't really need an explanation for the political landscape of Cinderella because we see "fairy tale kingdom" and immediately know it's an absolute monarchy led by generally amiable rulers. We're not surprised when fairies appear in Sleeping Beauty, or when a magical sword predicts who should be king in The Sword in the Stone, or when Tiana and Naveen are turned into frogs in The Princess and the Frog, or when trolls appear in Frozen -- all of these magical conventions fit within the usual fantasy aesthetic and really don't need any explanation or backstory. I'd hazard to say that most people -- aside from those nitpicky critic types who get all hung up on how many servants are in Beast's castle just because they saw a bunch of extra silverware in the Be Our Guest sequence -- just don't bother questioning these things. And the original material also gives some shape and form to the adaptation's story, characters, and overall feel. It doesn't matter how close the finished product matches the original idea or even how familiar the audience is with that original material -- it still provides a jump-off point and sense of focus for the writer(s), the same way fanfiction (even an AU fanfic) can, in contrast to original content.

All right, well, what about those Disney projects that aren't fantasy? Well, in the case of stories like Treasure Planet, Robin Hood, and Mulan, they're still based off preexisting properties that people will find familiar enough that the writers can focus more on the adaptation's unique additions and not focus on detailed backstories and explanations about how the world and societies depicted in the story work. It's a lot easier to just focus on the fantastical elements like the space tech, talking animals, or Mushu and the ancestors if the rest of the story and cast are relatively easy to understand. Even in the case of original stories like The Lion King (which admittedly was largely inspired by Shakespeare's Hamlet, but I digress), Lilo and Stitch, and Lady and the Tramp, they still exist in a non-magical world that closely resembles ours, with only superficial changes like animals being able to talk or the existence of aliens. Even quasi-historical settings like The Great Mouse Detective and Atlantis: The Lost Empire look enough like our real-world equivalent that their settings are largely recognizable to us.

In just about all Disney animated films, the screenwriters didn't have to world-build that much. They didn't have to put the character development and plot on hold to explain the rules of the universe these stories take place in that often -- not unlike how writers like Rick Riordan didn't have to explain as much about the country his hero Percy Jackson lives in, because his books are an urban fantasy where our real world is just "plused up" with magical elements. We don't need to know if gravity works on the story's characters the way it does for us. We don't need to be told about the political landscape, history, or terrain of our location. We don't need to ask whether dying is something our characters can come back from.

Wish, on the other hand, is an original story in a high fantasy setting that doesn't resemble our world. People might try to claim it takes place in the Iberian Peninsula, but come on -- Rosas is a completely fictional country in a world that has magic we don't know the rules of and countries that faintly resemble cultures from our world, but we don't know the histories of or how similar they actually are to their real-world inspiration. We also have a cast of characters we've never met in any other media and a story and messages that we know nothing about beforehand. This means that we have no preexisting framework going in for what's possible and impossible in this world; no frame of reference about who these characters are and what their histories are; and no parameters that the plot, characters, and themes must fit inside, whether based on the fantastical story being adapted or a real-world setting that's a lot like ours. And I don't think that Disney really thought through just how challenging it can sometimes be to tell this kind of a story without stuffing the script with a lot of "tell" and not "show," which, as just about any film person can tell you, is the exact opposite of what you generally want. In film scripts, you want to show your audience a lot more than you tell them -- this not only takes full advantage of the visual medium and communicates your point in a much more natural and artistic way, but it also lets your audience think for itself and come to its own conclusions.

Now of course, can you write a high fantasy original story that's easy to follow and evokes a lot of emotion in your audience? Of course! But it does take time and a lot of careful and creative world-building. J.R.R. Tolkien was the king of such things. George R. R. Martin has done it. Neil Gaiman has done it. Ursula K. Le Guin has done it. Even the writer of the Nimona graphic novel, ND Stevenson, did a good job of it! But I think it's quite clear that Wish's script was not in the works that long -- development of the original idea started back in 2018, yes, but it wasn't until January 2022 that it was announced Jennifer Lee was writing it and Julia Michaels was brought on to write the songs, so the film's current trajectory likely wasn't pinpointed until then. And if the film was released in November 2023, then that means Wish's script was finished in under two years. Although there are successful Disney scripts that I daresay needed only that much time (Frozen, for instance, was quite rushed, by all accounts), once again, those scripts were done for stories with some sort of preexisting framework that allowed the writers to skip explaining certain visual or contextual short-hand in favor of focusing on their own creative flourishes in character and story. They were written with a tighter focus on the plot and its players without the need to build a complete stage under them.

The reason some people want to cry "AI!" when they look at Wish's writing is that they're looking at a script that makes the rookie writing mistake of exposition-dumping in an attempt to make its audience care, rather than evoking emotion. That kind of exposition-dumping is something that most novelists usually have to trim and rewrite in future drafts of their work: it's a mistake done while the writer is trying to world-build enough that their audience understands all of these original rules, societies, locations, and characters they're not familiar with. This exposition is then often trimmed down before publishing, and when adapted for the screen it's often trimmed even further or even completely rewritten, in favor of more visual methods of conveying the same information. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz writes about Dorothy traveling down the Yellow Brick Road and about the long journey that takes her and her friends through a lot of side adventures on their way to the Emerald City: it's the famous film adaptation that cuts out the Kalidahs and puts the whole trip to jaunty music for the characters to sing and dance to. Wish could've communicated to us the importance of the wishes to their owners through more visual means, but instead feels the need to reiterate this idea over and over through written dialogue. And again, this is a common mistake by writers when they're inexperienced in creating completely original content, as opposed to spin-offs, sequels, or adaptations of other people's work.

AI writing is generally known for repetitive phrasing and sentence structure, lack of accuracy, and lack of a personal touch. As much as I'll agree that there are a lot of character and world-building choices in Wish that don't make sense, I don't think that's the same thing. There clearly was a story someone (or multiple people) wanted to tell about a person hoarding the precious ideas of other people away, even if it means those ideas can never be shared with the world -- it just wasn't a story that ended up being told that well. And I think this is why Wish is almost worth seeing -- it serves as a good example of why certain writing decisions work better than others and how writing for fantasy projects and/or "family entertainment" is an art form that's worthy of respect when it's done right.

To sum up my stance on the matter -- I think Disney just bit off way more than it could chew and then didn't give its writers enough time to properly digest it.

#disney #disney wish #wish (2023)#wish critical #analysis #opinion #oh boy here i go #personal

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sunwarmed-ash · 3 months

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WIP Wednesday

Hi frrrrrrrrriends

So im super sick and we're about to get hit with a big snow storm. I'm hoping to have something for Sunday, but if not, due to power outtage/more illness, have some WIP Wednesday!

Remember when I said love me or hate me I just dont care was gonna be a one-shot? HA! I have written an additional 3k of plot already.....

When Billy gets home after a 12 hour shift, he gets rewarded with Susan and Max screaming at each other over something surely not worth the effort. He just wants to scream. Or break something. Instead he walks up three houses and hopes Munson's home.

A few hits in his friends mutual acquaintance's company helps. Eddie is rolling a second joint while Billy lights up a cigarette.

“So are you really not gonna tell me what happened?”

“With what?” Billy asks, though he's too tired to pass for aloof.

“‘With what’ with Steve!”

“I thought I told you to drop that,” Billy scowls.

“Yeah well, I tried. But he wouldn’t tell me either.”

“So maybe you should mind your own fucking buisness.”

“Please? I’ll suck you off?”

Billy scoffs.

“Now you’re extorting me?”

“I know you’ll like it,” Eddie winks and Billy has to consciously will down his dick from getting too excited.

“That’s not the point.”

“Please! Come on, the suspense is killing me! Watching the two of you dance around each other for a year has been agonizing!”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You mean other than your not subtle obsession with him?”

“Fuck off.”

“No. Tell me.”

And really, Billy’s patience can't take any more Munson.

Billy takes the joint out of Eddie’s fingers and replaces it with his lit cigarette. He lights the stolen joint and takes two hits before he finally answers.

“Do you remember last Halloween? Well, after. When he came back looking all fucked up?”

“Yeah, he said some drunk asshole ran a stop sign and hit him head-on.”

Billy was surprised to hear that there was a crafted alibi for the night. There was no reason for Steve to protect Billy. So why did he?

“Yeah, well that’s bullshit.”

“What do you mean?” Eddie asks.

“It was me.” Billy admits, and it still makes him viscerally sick to think about.

“You were the drunk driver?”

“No, no! Max, snuck out to be with Sinclair, I- I got into it with my dad. I found her at Joyce’s and he lied to me about it!” Billy’s sputtering out all of the facts, but disjointed and out of context like this, it didn't make much sense. “I was pissed. And took it out on Steve. I hurt him, bad.”

“And that’s why you let him beat your face in at Hill’s party,” Eddie says, finishing the connecting dots.

“Yeah… seemed only fair. Though I think he pulled his punches.”

“Course he did,” Eddie shrugs, “Steve’s a good guy.”

“Unlike me,” Billy finishes, mood immediately soured.

“Hey, whoa, I didn't say that,” Munson objects, but Billy has heard enough to suit his self doubt. He tosses the roach into the ashtray before standing and leaving the trailer without another word.

#billy hargrove #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddiegrove #stranger things #love me or hate me i just dont care #find me on ao3 #links in pinned #sunwarmed ash #i post new stuff every sunday #sinful sunday

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the very long draft of the atla prequel fic i’ll never write

- title idea: oh, brother were art thou ?

- focuses on : iroh and ozai’s dynamic from childhood to the day he marries ursa. includes extras and dives into the fire nation royal family dynamic but it’s mostly about those two.

- inspirations: cain and abel’s story, the ballad of songbirds and snakes.

- characters included: iroh, ozai, azulon, the firelady ilah, ursa, iroh’s wife, ozai’s mistress. ( they will be named )

- characterizations :

iroh — sometimes we forget that iroh was the general. the warrior. the brother most familiar with blood and violent. iroh’s characterization should not shy away from that but also keep a core of goodness and questioning. he’s the one who should have a more reflexive internal monologue. it should be a growing difference between what he believes is right and what he actually does to the point where it breaks. the breaking point will not be part of the fic but it should be seeds planted yk? inspirations : regulus black, jaime lannister / faceclaim ideas : remy hii

ozai — the make or break character and the easiest to screw up ( i think ), too evil and the heart of the story is gone and iroh just looks stupid for loving his evil brother, not evil enough and it’s not ozai. his arc is not a corruption arc but the story of a man realizing he can get away with any atrocious act he decides to commit, his internal monologue lacks the reflexive nature of iroh’s, ozai never pounders on the right and wrong of an act only on how that could benefit him. as the brother who stayed home, ozai’s battle is mostly weeding out plots and schemes, of court drama and seizing power. inspirations: coriolanus snow, tom riddle, fc ideas: sebastian amoruso ( i know he played jet stfu ), dylan wang

firelord azulon — an absent father, i don’t care how his reign was, he is the definition of trying to rule with only force and falling ( being disliked by both high rankings and the people ), hard power ! he’s more of representation of a fire nation that looks down on weakness ( non-benders, women, children ) inspiration: tywin lannister

firelady ilah — a cruel mother who loves power but can possess none because she’s a woman so she tries to teach her sons her form of strength, manipulations, secrets, blackmail, iroh had more aptitude but he was azulon’s general so she had to make do with ozai ( who refuses to learn but will eventually ), she’s the bitterness of a fascist woman in a fascist man’s world. she’s frustrated in all ways possible and that bitterness turns to wickedness. inspirations: alicent hightower if she was like her haters think she is, morgana, walburga black. fc ideas: michelle yeoh

lady ursa — poor lady ursa, i haven’t read to comics and i don’t buy they are cannon so here’s my characterization of the pookiest of pookies. lady ursa was the daughter of important people, think courtiers, who never really wanted a child, ursa was also raised in palace along with many other high borns. she was also younger than ozai and a talented herbalist. she wanted to marry him and do her duty, he was good looking and a prince and she was barely sixteen. and she wanted out of her parent’s grasp. probably one of the most unlucky people in the story. at first ignored and humiliated before their marriage and after abused and controlled. inspirations: katherine howard / fc claim ideas : ashley liao, lola tung

aliya ( ozai’s mistress ) — this is a very self indulgent character bc i like parallels and the hope that some air nomads survived in secret and had children. aliya is this concept with the addition that she’s a performer on ember island who would really like a bridge to her ancestor’s culture and past but also probably is acutely aware of how she’s not the airbender she should be. she’s a dancer, she’s an acrobat, she’s artist, she’s vain and attached to material desires and smarter than she looks but also still just a girl trying to keep herself alive and her secrets secret. ( yes, ozai lowkey kinda kills her or at least thinks he and erased her and her family from history. snowbaird coded but also worse ) inspirations: lucy gray baird, satine / fc claim ideas : simone ashley

saori ( iroh’s wife ) — very minor character but all that can be said is that she’s no easy woman. she’s demanding of him after they are arranged together because she believes and sees that he can be better. she also grew up in the palace as a courtier and is known for being incredibly opinionated and sharp on her wit. inspirations: beatrice ( much ado about nothing ) / fc claim : jamie chung

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royallyprincesslilly · 2 years

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Title: HALO: A MasterChief Collection: Unto Dawn {7}***

Master Chief Pablo x Sergeant Reader

Warning: Plot, NSFW, 18 + Content, SMUT, Small Bit of Angst

Words: 5.8k

Summary: You are part of the mighty SPARTANS as sergeant and a pretty badass addition to the team at that. With the first truth already revealed, more are revealed and when dawn comes everything will be different.

Note: Guess who needs more fics? Master Chief!!! I’ve decided to make a Master Chief collection of standalone one-shots. They all can be read separately to understand but can also be read in sequence. I will put a number on them so anyone who is interested in reading in sequence can, but again not necessary. This might be an acquired taste, but it’s Pablo as Master Chief forever and always around these parts. Thank you for reading! Enjoy!

Note II: Halo OGs will get the title reference. Hehehe!

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***NOT Edited/Proofread***

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-Y/N-

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

That was the sound of your booted foot rapidly bouncing up and down on the floor of your domicile as you sat on the couch with your eyes glued to your door. Everything was silent, albeit that sound—that repetitive sound.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

The loudness of your foot bouncing against the floor should have made it impossible to hear any possible sound anywhere else—let’s say the hall leading to your door but it didn’t. The silence out there was deafening. The absolute silence and absence of his footsteps was deafening. You knew he wasn’t a stupid man. His intelligence was high as was his ability to perceive what someone meant next. It was a talent when it came to interrogations. A learned skill and enhanced ability. You knew he’d understood what you meant by “the rendezvous point had been compromised”. You knew he’d understood the dangers you’d both recklessly had put yourselves in. You also knew that he would have understood what your walking away meant. This was the only logical location.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Your foot sped up and with it so did your thoughts. You went over what he’d said. He’d taken out his pellet. This is what Miranda meant. She’d told him about your pellet. Now you wanted to know which action came first. Did he learn about your pellet being removed and then decided to take his out too or the other way around? You didn’t know which possibility you wanted to be true. Did it matter? The facts were what were important. John had removed his pellet. He was pellet-free. Everything you’d experienced within the first few hours he was now experiencing.

The first seventy-two hours were the worst for you. While it was a wonderous time where everything felt new and unique, you also went through sensory overload with everything. Every scent was too strong, the sun’s glare too fierce, the breeze, or rain or even snow too harsh, and every new emotion that wasn’t all that new felt nauseating. You remembered being so anxious and jumpy but also so distracted and hyper focused on the slightest thing. It made missions a nightmare. Was he going through the same?

You stood then released a harsh puff of air, venting some of your frustration. Why wasn’t he here yet, you wondered? Where did he go? Was he going to come? Did you really want him to come? With that question you dropped back onto the couch. A realization hit you, he didn’t have anything in him suppressing his emotions or urges.

The sensation of attraction hit you hard the first time. Thinking back, you remembered just how it was for you and your belly fluttered. You hadn’t known what was going on or why the smell of John’s sweat made your heart quicken, or why the sight of John showering made your mouth water and hands shake. You’d seen him shower hundreds of times, seen the soapy-water mixture cascade down his body so many times it had become normal. You remembered how the sight of what was between his legs made something in you tingle and moisten. You didn’t understand it then, but now—months later you were wiser—slightly. What if him coming here makes that happen to him?

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Your foot banged louder, and your thoughts spiraled, and you recalled your one and only night together. You’d wracked your brain trying to come up with an explanation as to how it happened. Your attraction had gotten to a boiling point but what of him? Was he lying and had the pellet out then? Or had Halsey’s failproof tech done just that and failed? You wanted to track Miranda down and get some answers right now. Bolting up once again, you prepared to leave then the door tone rang out making you stop in your tracks. After several moments, you practically tiptoed to the door and turned on the surveillance screen beside it. There he stood all near seven feet of him.

After taking a few deep breathes, you pressed the button and watched the door slide open. As he looked up, you noted how clear the hazel in his eyes had become. He looked like he really was seeing differently. His eyes also asked the question his lips did not. You stepped to the side and allowed him access. As he walked inside you watched him closely as if he were this unpredictable force that could and would go berserk at any moment. However, he did not go berserk, or do anything out of the ordinary.

You rolled your eyes because none of this was ordinary. This was probably the second time in forever that he’d been inside your domicile. This was the definition of abnormal but somehow it felt as if he should be here. He should be in your domicile, should be sitting across the table from you at mealtime, or sitting on your couch tinkering with a gun or plasma grenade, or in your bed. By the time your eyes came into focus you’d realized you’d dazed off and he was now standing next to that table looking at you with such an innocent and vulnerable look on his face that you couldn’t help but take a step to him.

It was a step you retracted almost immediately.

“Why here?”

“Miranda and I have fortified it. When I realized I could trust and confide in her when I took out my—pellet She helped me find Halsey’s eyes and ears, get rid of them and fortify so no others could be planted. It’s safe here.”

It was he who took the next steps to you, but he didn’t approach too closely. He stopped several feet from you, but it was still too close. You side stepped and walked over to your couch and sat down.

“How did you—why did you--.”

His starts and stops were adorable. He didn’t know where to begin. You understood, this was a lot to take in and adjust to.

“Sit,” you urged.

The look of caution John gave you almost made you snort. He was acting like you were the threat. Slowly you watched his bow-legged walk to the minimalistic chair that was adjacent to the couch you were sitting on. When he sat, there was no ease or comfort to it. His back was straight, legs spread widely apart, hands resting atop his thigh and eyes on you—waiting. On the surface, he looked calm, cool and collected but you knew better. You knew underneath that icy and stoic exterior he was losing his mind with the urge to rapid fire every question that came to mind. You could tell he was seconds from bouncing off the walls.

“How did you take it out?”

“Dug it out.”

“How did you know it was there?”

You took a deep breath, “Remember the mission to Aleria?”

“The dust planet.”

You nodded.

“You fell off the cliff,” he added.

“I did and landed in the pit of those sharp rocks.”

“You said you were fine.”

“I was or thought I was. It wasn’t until I got back to base and was cleaning up did I notice the massive bruise on my back. Usually bruises fade within a day or two but it was almost a week and it didn’t look to be getting any better. In those days I noticed small changes. Things seemed a little different but I didn’t know how or why. When I looked at the area I felt it and it felt like there was something lodged there. I ended up taking a knife to it and the pellet came out.”

He looked to be taking that piece of the puzzle well. There were no outward signs of a mental breakdown.

“Is that when you went to Miranda?”

“No that was about a month after. I just tried to keep everything normal. I had to. After it was out, I started to feel things, emotions like anger, rage, happiness, I laughed, things were funny. Colors were brighter, smells better, the armor felt different, it was a lot to take in. There were so many days I couldn’t handle it. So many missions I nearly spazzed out on because the training was not enough to keep the self-doubt, the thoughts, and the urge to rebel against an order wondering if it was the right thing. My objectivity was gone.”

“I thought you were different. I noticed but then you’d go back to normal when I watched. I thought it was nothing.”

“It was control. It was me working doubly hard to appear normal.” You sighed remembering those weeks and months. “It was so much work—so hard especially with Halsey’s eyes and checks and exams. There must have been tens of times I thought she’d discovered me but every time she let me go, I knew I was safe, but I could never relax from fear of it being a tactic of hers to catch me.”

It was then his shoulders began to slouch.

“You should have come to me.”

“And say what? Halsey has a pellet in your back that makes you numb? Would you have believed me?”

He studied you for a few moments before he looked away. You knew that he knew he wouldn’t have believed you.

“I believe you now.”

Hearing the words, you felt some strange relief. You weren’t alone with this anymore. Yeah, you had Miranda, but she didn’t know what this felt like. She’d gone her entire life with emotions and feelings. Things that were second nature and a duh for her were not for you. It took practice, note taking--meticulousness. Now you had someone going through the same exact thing as you. You sighed.

“So it was out when we sparred in the ring and the mission where you disobeyed me and took initiative. And that night.”

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Your foot picked up right where it had left off before he’d arrived. Fighting the urge to bolt up and pace the room, you dug your nails into your outer thigh and gritted with the subtle pain. You didn’t know if he sensed your agitation, but he unexpectedly changed the direction of the conversation.

“Miranda says the artifact must have damaged mine when it sent out an electromagnetic pulse. It was malfunctioned when she took it out.

“Ho—how do you feel?”

He tilted his head to the side a little bit then straightened it and did the same on the left side. It was like a robot doing a systems check.

“I feel.”

His eyes met yours. “Have you always looked this way?”

“What way?”

Again, he took a beat then replied. “Pleasing to the eye.”

Your jaw dropped. Master chief Petty Officer John-117 just called you attractive. You could have passed out. Never did you think you’d see this day. Did he even know what attractive was?

“My looks have always been the same.”

In such swift movements, John stood closed the space between you and sat on the table before you that you had a few books scattered on. “Your eyes this color?”

His face peered closer into your orbs. You nodded.

“Your skin—this--.” He cupped your jaw sliding his thumb across your cheekbone then to your jaw. “This—soft.”

Your vocal cords wouldn’t work, you knew that already, so you didn’t bother answering. You nodded again. John’s thumb fell to your lips where he traced them taking in every detail with the thick pad of his digit like his skin held memories and your lips was what he wanted to remember the most.

“Your lips—so---.”

His eyes were glued to your mouth and the intensity in them made the hand you were currently using to dig your nails into your thigh tremble. He didn’t continue though, instead, he clenched his jaw and gulped. His Adams Apple bobbed making his heart quicken. This was nothing like using your heightened senses in combat or on a mission. This was different.

You naturally picked up all these little details but now they meant entirely different things. Before increased heartrate could mean someone was lying or trying to hide something. Now, it could mean the man across from you was struggling with adjusting or feeling arousal. Then, the twitch of a jaw could mean anger, now it could mean a struggle with control—a fight to hold on to it and not act impulsively—recklessly—rakishly. A slight dilation in the eye used to mean he’d picked up a detail or movement, now it could mean he saw something appealing, something he liked—wanted.

His voice brought you out of your chaotic thoughts; “Your mouth--,” he began as he pushed the tip of his thumb into your mouth. It wasn’t a difficult task for him. Your lips parted with ease and welcomed him.

“Fuck!” It was a guttural, and harshly whispered word that sent a shiver through you.

“So—hot—smooth--.”

His face came closer and everything in you wanted to feel his lips on yours, but the small voice in your head whispered of caution, of danger, of nearing doom. John’s left hand that was clasping the back of your head moved down to your neck then slowly trailed lower to your collarbone. As his thumb in your mouth explored the buds of your tongue and the variety of sharp and dull teeth, his other fingers swirled around your collar and décolletage, leaving a trail of icy fire. His touch burned—scorched even, but chilled and stunned all at the same time and you wanted more—needed more.

“Y/N,” John whispered his forehead now pressed against yours. He was sweltering.

The subtle mint and juniper berry scent caressed you, awakening something in you that wanted to know if his lips tasted like that mint and juniper. From memory, you knew they would. You knew he would taste sweet, and fresh and his kiss would leave trails of ice along your skin. That knowledge only made your insides burn more fervently. His scent would forever be engraved in you, forever be one you would crave.

Without thinking, you placed your hand on his bulky thigh and instantly gripped it when you registered the hefty muscles there. A small groan strangled in your throat, but you knew he still heard it. His eyes snapped open and peered into yours. You felt like the glare from them were as intense as the rays from the sun itself.

“You smell--,” he inhaled deeply then moaned. “Sweet like fruit, earthy like water, fragrant like flowers. You smell—like need.”

Master Chief was a sweet talker without even trying to be. You knew this was all innocent on his part. He was just working through his newfound world and what it meant to him and his senses. There was nothing sensual within his words, no yearning, or desire. That was all coming from you, and you had to get a grip. Steeling your nerves, the best you could, you swallowed—albeit a little too loudly, then spoke.

“D—do—do you have—question—s?”

Looking in his eyes, you saw innocence but there was something else. The moment you smelled him, you almost ripped his clothes off. You smelled desire. Was it yours or his, though?

“Do I smell the same as you do—to you?”

You shook your head.

“What do I smell like?”

“Mint, juniper berries, gun metal, citrus pods--,” you paused and inhaled. There was always something else that you couldn’t ever decipher. In the last few weeks, you’d come up with something but none of it was plausible. It sounded stupid. “And the stars and the night air after a cool breeze rips through leaving nothing but silence--stillness.”

Chancing it, you opened your eyes and found his on yours. In seconds, John’s lips crashed to yours and took control of a searing kiss. Weeks ago, his kiss was forceful, demanding and sloppy, tonight it was the same but oh so urgent and eager. When you looked back at that first night with him, you’d wondered how he kissed like that. Tonight, you understood. Instinct. You quickly got lost in his kiss, lost in his taste, lost in the way his hand felt at the tail of your back where the evidence of the missing device laid. The fragments of his words from the day you’d had your exams with Halsey echoed in your head.

“Anything else you are thinking, anything besides that, stop. None of it means anything, it never has.”

You quickly tore your lips from his, bolted upright to your feet ramming your nose into his in a jumbled move to scurry from him and across the room. John’s loud hiss filled the room. You kept your back to him and stared at the wall, trying to fight through the pain in your own nose and keep the seams of your control together. They were quickly fraying, threatening complete exposure.

“Y/N?”

The confusion in his voice stabbed at your chest. Did he even know what he was doing?

“You said—I don’t—this isn’t a good idea.”

“Why? We have done this before.”

“And you reprimanded me for it and ignored me for weeks after. You even went as far as to tell me that you are my superior and I am your subordinate,” you began.

“That I have your back in the field and you have mine. We get in and get the job done. Anything else you are thinking, anything besides that, stop. None of it means anything, it never has. None of it will ever happen again. Keep your head in the fight, there is a lot at stake,” John filled in with his perfect memory.

“Exactly,” you whispered ignoring how the words that were spoken with such conviction and certainty weeks ago were now said softly, with plenty of uncertainty and regret. Did he regret them?

“I didn’t know what to say, or how to reconcile things,” he attempted beginning to pace your floor. “I had the memories of that night, but I did not understand them, did not understand how or why. My head was not my own. Miranda thinks there were moments of clarity from the pellet and moments where it worked. I think—that night…with you was—clarity.”

You watched him pace. This was not the John you knew who was always in control. He was struggling. Could his words really have been because of the pellet and his actions that night real? He continued to pace but you remained where you were contemplating what you should do.

Was it a good idea to go to him? Was it a good idea to just let him deal with his first bout of regret? It wasn’t just regret though. He was confused and struggling to understand it all. Sighing, you walked to him and placed a gentle hand on his burly shoulder. Immediately, John stopped moving and turned to you with tortured eyes. This was hard enough, you thought. You didn’t want to make it harder or make him go through it alone like you had. A full minute passed before he was fully turned to you and stepping closer. When he didn’t stop, you backed away. He followed.

“Why—why did you—that night?”

His broken question was something you hadn’t expected. You knew what he was asking. Your back pressed against the wall—nowhere else to go. Resigning to your fate, you spoke.

“I—I wanted you. I desired you. I wanted to touch you, to—have you.”

John’s eyes sparked to life, and he closed the last remaining bit of space between you. You could feel his hardness pressing into your abdomen. He too wanted. John looked down between your bodies.

“This is the third time tonight this has happened to me. The first standing just outside your door as I heard you moaning my name over and over saying you want me inside of you.”

Your belly fell. He’d heard you.

“The second at the tower and right now. This has happened so many times since that night with you. As I tried to sleep, took a shower, saw you sparring with Kai or Riz, you in your skivs while changing, and almost every waking moment in between. It was torture—the heat, the ache, the erraticness. I didn’t understand why or what was happening, but I understand now.”

His face was so close, all you had to do was tip your tongue out and you would taste his lips. You didn’t, though. You wanted to hear his deduction. Everyone spoke highly of master chief’s tactical intelligence, raved about it really. Halsey even gloated about his overall intelligence claiming she’s made the perfect specimen both in physicality and mentality. You didn’t doubt his intelligence, not one bit. You knew John was smart and deserved the constant praise, however, you wondered how much of it was enhancements and pellet and how much was the man himself.

“What do you understand, John?”

When you said his name, another spark behind his irises caught your attention. His hips lunged into you sending his erection into your abdomen again. This time you couldn’t help but moan.

“You affect me. You always have, from the very beginning. You make me want.” His voice was raspy but certain.

“Want what?”

John’s eyes held you where you were.

“You. So much of you so much from you. I—Y/N—I--.”

Deciding to say fuck it all you crashed your lips to his and took control. Although you both had no experience you at least had an inkling more than him. His instant reaction to your lips on his was what made you wrap your arms around his neck. He kissed you back without hesitation and without any control. There was no sense in how his lips moved against yours, no organization, just plain need.

John’s hands that were plastered on the wall, caging you in, were now on your hips, squeezing you. it almost hurt—almost. Moaning on his mouth, you brought your hands to his head and held his head in place. Abandoning your hips, John lifted you with such ease your desire flooded your panties because of it. You wanted him badly and you doubted you cared if it were here against the wall or on the floor or the across the table. It didn’t matter.

As if hearing your thoughts, John pressed your back to the wall, grinding his hardness into you. Before you could pull from him, his mouth broke the kiss and exclaimed out in a mixture of bass and squeak. His eyes were on yours, studying you, looking for something.

“What John?”

“You want this?”

This could have meant his cock or this moment, whatever he meant you nodded—vigorously and felt no shame. His hips surged forward again and both of you exclaimed this time.

“Do you?”

John’s eyes dropped to your lips, and it was him who kissed you this time. It was soft, slow, searching and then he slipped his tongue into your mouth, and it was like he became an entirely different man than the one who was lost and innocent minutes ago. His groan echoed in your domicile, and it was more animal than man. He released you then spun you around pushing you into the wall as soon as your feet touched the floor. From there John kissed your neck, then brought his mouth to your ear where he licked the shell then nibbled on it. All the while he ground his hips sending his length on your ass.

“Uuugh, Y/N.”

You weren’t used to him sounding so vulnerable, so needy. Hearing him like this snapped something inside of you like a rubber band. You reached behind you and cupped his manhood. Again, John groaned. As you felt him through his pants it felt as if he hardened even more.

“Pl—pl--,” he stuttered.

You continued your ministrations adding a little more pressure. His one hand on the wall balled into a fist that pounded onto the wall creating a noticeable dent.

“Pl—please.”

A devilish smile teased your lips but when you felt his other hand squeeze your hip you knew the time for teasing or dominance games was gone. You quickly began undoing his pants, desperately needing to feel the heat from his skin. Within seconds, you’d managed to free him. The blazing rod that laid across the swell of your ass felt as if it were branding you, melting your skin, claiming you as his. You peeped back and found John’s eyes glued to where his appendage touched you.

“Beautiful.”

“I need—need--.”

You knew what he needed; it was the same as what you needed. With the same haste, you undid your leather like pants and urgently pushed them off your hips. The motion of you shimmying your hips from side to side while trying to get your pants low enough, bobbed his heavy cock on your ass and every move made him swear and squeeze your hip harder. Pressing your cheek to the wall, you moaned.

“Do you remember what to do?”

“I know what to do.”

You bent forward a little as he adjusted his stance behind you, lining himself up correctly. You waited and waited and though it felt like an eternity, it really was mere seconds before you felt master chief petty officer John 117 thrust into you with such force that sent your cheek pressing further into the wall while making your neck bend backward. Both of you shouted out in unison. He filled you so perfectly, so completely. Part of you hummed with a feeling of finally—complete resonance; while the other part said you couldn’t take anymore and raged. John must have sensed the need for balance and remained perfectly still though the hand on the wall said he wanted to do the opposite.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Slowly, your body adjusted to the size and feel of him, slowly it accepted him. It marveled you that your body hadn’t reacted this way to him before. Whenever you thought about that first night, your body was greedy. Tonight, it was cautious. What was different? You glanced the way his hand trembled and knew he what to do. Moving your ass in a small circle you sent his cock rotating inside of you and John’s fist flattening on the wall. You did it again and his other hand joined the wall, bracing it or himself.

Again, you looked to him, but his head was hanging backward, eyes pinched closed, neck tight and threaded with veins. He didn’t look like he was breathing. The more you circled on him the more he swelled within you, but your body didn’t scream in rejection, no your body aided his girth rewarding your efforts with wetness. A whine escaped your throat, and you knew it was a sound you’d made for the first time. John knew it too. His hands left the wall and gripped your hips and just like that whatever little control he was desperately gripping to vanished.

John slowly retreated from your body and your greedy core protested and tried to suck him back in but failed. Every suction made John grunt and groan.

“Fuck!”

He didn’t retreat fully before he slammed right back into you.

“Aah!”

This time he retreated halfway then repeated the action. It garnered the same reaction, a half shouting moan. With each slow and steady withdrawal came a bruising and forceful snap forward of his hips that sent the most delicious and complex feeling of pleasure and pain through you and sounds you’d never made before from your throat. Soon, John sped his thrusts, but they were no longer steady. You could feel his body shaking, feel the sporadic spasms of his muscles and his cock as it lodged deeper and deeper into your body.

He stuttered your name over and over then that stutter disappeared, turning into chaotic and gravely grunts of your name. Soon, he had your entire body pressed against the wall with you haphazardly on your tiptoes trying not to allow him to impale you and fuck you into oblivion no matter how much part of you wanted just that. The sounds in your domicile sounded animalistic, crass, and violent.

From your combined moans, grunts and shouts, to your hands hitting the wall each time his cock collided with some secret place inside of you that sent goosebumps across your skin and your flesh rubbing and slapping together. If anyone heard it they would probably think foul play, but you didn’t care. They could have barged inside and became your audience for all you cared. Right now all you wanted was to feel this large man inside of you, filling you to capacity and making you scream in ways you’d never screamed before.

John grunted loudly, punched the wall once, then twice, in sync with the thrust of his hips. On the third plunge, you saw stars and by the fourth, your knees gave out, toes numbed, and voice went soprano, but John was there holding you up with one strong arm to deliver one final thrust before you felt him spilling inside of you. His body convulsed against yours as he shuddered into your ear before hissing. Your panting turned to mewls and neither of you could move from where you were. John rested his chin on your shoulder and tried to catch his breath the same as you.

“Was—Was that fast?”

His question barely registered. This feeling was still something you hadn’t gotten used to and didn’t know how to process. It was different when you were alone and exploring your own body then with him. With him it was always close to—too much. You wondered if he felt that too.

“Fast?”

“The first time felt longer in my memory.”

You snorted because he was right. Now comparing the two this was quicker.

“It’s okay, John.”

“I—I—I’m—sorry.”

Those words made you angle your head back a little to see his face. His forehead glistened with sweat that now rolled down his temples and sides of his face. A chaotic look was in his eyes but you also so insecurity. Was he ashamed? Moving for the first time in long minutes your legs tingled when they touched the floor and you doubted they possesed the strength to be used but you fought through it. John allowed you to take more control of your body and rose to full height.

The new space allowed you to pull from him. With another hiss, John slipped from between your folds and the feel of the emptiness made you frown. Turning to him the glistening part of him that had just been inside of you caught your eye and mesmerized you. His seed dripped from the still swollen and now aggressively red tip onto the floor and the angry veins throbbing just below his flesh made your breath hitch. He was still hard. Shaking your head, you met his eyes.

“Wh—why are you sorry?”

His eyes dropped from yours, but you cupped his chin making him look at you again.

“At me John.”

“Something in me tells me it shouldn’t be fast.”

A small smile tickled your lips. He was adorable. You wrapped your arms around his neck pressing your body against his and his automatic response was to moan, sigh and wrap his arms around you right back. Your heart threatened to beat right out of your chest.

“It’s okay. This is new. You need practice.”

John’s eyes darkened and you knew he grasped your meaning.

“Practice.”

You nodded. A bead of sweat rolled down his neck and distracted you making you want to tip your tongue out to capture it. He smelled delicious and his lips tasted delicious. Why couldn’t that? It was an urge you couldn’t fight, so you didn’t. Leaning into him, you tipped your tongue out and licked up his neck to his earlobe, bit down then moaned. His cock immediately saluted you.

“You didn’t become the master chief you are today without a little bit--,” you whispered, pausing to tip your tongue into the shallow part of his ear. Again, his cock begged for your attention. “Or a lot of practice,” you finished pressing more firmly against him. “Right?”

Your eyes met and it was right this minute you saw the demon every foe did. Only the demon you saw was not evil or soulless. He was a daemon. He was just unbound, hungry and insatiable. Your belly did backflips thinking of the demon in battle joining you in your bed. You stepped back from him and walked around him with your pants still at your knees. John turned to watch you, his cock bobbing, begging, dripping. Tearing your eyes away from the captivating appendage, you bent and undid your boots before kicking them to opposite sides of the room. Next, you peeled your pants and underwear down the rest of the length of your legs and kicked those to the side too.

John looked from your toes up your legs, eyes resting right at the apex of your thighs, the place he had just been and from the looks of his cock desperately wanted to return to. You allowed him however long he needed to satiate his gaze. When his eyes met yours again, a new feeling of insecurity washed over you. Rolling your shoulders back you shook it off.

“What do you say master chief? Forward unto dawn?”

His nose flared, jaw clenched, and mouth quirked to the side in a lopsided smirk that made you quiver. In seconds, he’d crossed to you ignoring his own pants circling his ankles and hoisted you into the air and against him. You wrapped your legs around him and moaned at the feel of his thickness nudging against your sore but wanting core.

“Forward unto dawn,” he repeated just before his lips claimed yours.

John kissed you passionately and walked without eyes as if he’d walked these halls before, as if he belonged here. Your moans melded together and with each passing second your bodies communicated—begging the other for something neither of your mouths could voice from lack of knowledge. When you felt the softness of your bed under your back, you began to wonder how you’d gotten here, but when he kissed you again and you felt his cock spasm against your slit you moaned and wondered how it had taken you this long to get here.

“Y/N,” John moaned.

From now on you knew this was the only way you wanted him to ever say your name—upon a moan.

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random-mailbox · 1 year

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Random-Mailbox's Favorite Sailor Moon Fics - Week 15 - Christmas Part 1 - Ugly Christmas Sweaters and Santa!

First of all, I need to say a BIG thank you to the absolutely amazingly talented @beej88 for this artwork, she made it special for this post after hearing me complain about there not being enough Ugly Christmas Sweater content out there. While looking for the Holiday fics to include in the series, I noticed a few entries where Ugly Christmas Sweaters were a plot point and decided to dedicate a post to them. Then I added a couple of Santa ones too for a good measure. AND there will be more Christmas content coming next week!

As always, my apologies in advance for spoiling some of these for you (Fic Titles are linked to either FFN or AO3 entries).

What's Under the Ugly Christmas Sweater - @reispinkoveralls

I could not do a post centered around Ugly Christmas Sweaters without this one shot. Usagi showing up in the ugliest Tuxedo Mask themed sweater she could find just to get a rise out of Mamoru is completely on brand for the character. Throw in a little mistletoe and we are treated to a very fun Holiday-themed reveal fic with a very lemony ending.

Made With Love - @ninjettetwitch

This two-shot is not marked as complete (so maybe @ninjettetwitch can be convinced to write more of it one day because it is freaking adorable?!) but it does leave off on a logical conclusion. This story has a recurring theme of ugly Christmas sweaters with both Usagi and eventually Mamoru donning them. After an argument at the arcade where things go a little too far between the duo, Usagi decides to make things right by getting Mamoru a Christmas present, which kicks off a series of events, culminating with the sweetest kiss (sorry for the spoiler!)

Reasons To Be Happy - @cassraven

This story is a cute little one shot about Usagi and Mamoru spending a day together and opening Christmas gifts. BUT it does mention Usagi’s attire of a “red knitted sweater with snow bunnies patterns”, which, as far as I am concerned, makes it fit the theme of this post!

Mamoru's Christmas sweater (link to a Tumblr post) - @caelenath

This is the newest addition to the list of the amazing Ugly Christmas content that got whipped up by @caelenath last week based on a discussion on Discord. In this one-shot, no matter how devious Motoki may think he is, Mamoru can rock any Ugly Christmas Sweater monstrosity, something that I wholeheartedly agree with.

Although I wish there was a lot more Ugly Christmas Sweater content (hint-hint, nudge-nudge), I figured adding in stories where Santa plays an active role in trying to make lives better for Mamoru and Usagi is a fair addition.

Choose for Me, Old Santa Claus - Alicia Blade

Elves Misle and Toe take on fulfilling an old and accidentally overlooked request of a 7-year old Mamoru for someone to love him before he “ages” out of the jurisdiction at 18. As they go through possible matches for him out of the people he interacts with that would make logical sense to them for him to be with, the one person that seems to always catch his attention is our favourite blonde with twin buns.

Santa's Little Plan - @moon-daisuki

Santa (with the help of his hapless elfs) tries to get Mamoru to see what is in front of him by nudging him along in discovering who has lost a bracelet that he had spotted under the bar counter at the Crown Arcade, as well as slowing down to take in the world around him.

Next week, based on the suggestion of @riverlethe , because I could not whittle down the number of stories I wanted to include in my post, we are going to do a 12 days of Christmas Themed one! With 12 amazing holiday stories that will get posted up on Boxing Day for you all to explore, as tryptophan from all the delicious turkeys is wearing off 😉

Here are the links to the previous Tumblr posts in these series to explore more amazing works based on different themes - make sure to check them out if you haven't had a chance! (Click on title name to go to the post)

Week 1 - Groundhog Day

Week 2 - Established Relationships

Week 3 - Sex Positivity

Week 4 - Unfinished Stories

Week 5 - Darker Stories

Week 6 - Potions 🧪

Week 7 - Reveals

Week 8 - 👻Halloween🎃

Week 9 - Wrong Perceptions

Week 10 - Non-Senshi AU

Week 11 - In-Progress Fics

Week 12 - Mutual Pining

Week 13 - Enemies to Lovers

Week 14 - Slow Burn

#sailor moon #fic list #fic rec #usagi x mamoru #ugly christmas sweater #santa claus #christmas

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sailormoonandme · 7 months

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If there was a new Sailor Moon reboot anime someday I'd want it to respect the core values and spirit of the original manga and anime, but do something different. I don't think it is necesarry to re-tell the Dark Kingdom arc all over again, at least not in the same way, let alone methodically follow that up with the Black Moon, Infinity, Dream or Stars arcs.

I think that'd be refreshing for older fans (who currently are the primary target demographic for the brand) and for newer fans (who I actually think should be at least equally the target demographic at some point in the future) they won't know that we are deviating from what we've seen before anyway.

There are no end of ways you can change things up of course, but for the sake of argument lets say Sailor Moon is a seasonal anime, meaning it realistically has 12-13 episodes to tell its arc in.

There are no end of anime or western cartoons that can tell compelling arcs in that amount of time, but the limited episode count almost locks you into replicating Crystal and the manga if you are married to the DK arc or married to how the DK arc unfolded. Namely, introducing the Senshi one by one, building towards the drama with their pat lives etc. So just immediately off the bat you've eaten up minimum 6-7 episodes of your season on set up as each episode is going to be setting up one of the Senshi, Tuxedo Mask, etc. I'm a Crystal defender/apologist, but I see no point doing that again if we are doing a new reboot.

Instead, here is a radical idea. Why not start the series off with the Inner Senshi already established as a team and Usagi is the audience avatar who is being introduced to them, their HQ and their mission when she is recruited to the Sailor Team. Not only will that work for people unfamiliar with Sailor Moon, but for us old geezers who've seen every version out there (and read many more through fanfiction ;) it sort of speeds things up. We can get to the character dynamics and interpersonal relationships with our girls off the bat. In addition, it provides a more organic reason as to why Usagi is less combat savvy compared to the other girls, the latter have just been doing this for longer whilst Usagi is a newbie.

Arranging things this way is also how a lot of Super Sentai (one of Takeuchi's primary sources of inspiration for Sailor Moon) seasons kick off too, they build the team within the first episode or two as the team is the heart of the story.

Here is another radical idea. What if the Dark Kingdom and the reincarnation angle isn't even the plot of the first arc? What if we're dealing with some new villains or the Death Busters even? The Death Buster's base of operations was a school. In a sense, they are even more natural villains for a team of superhero school girls to go up against out of the gate. You could draw out the huge reveals of everyone's past lives and so on across the whole series rather than make it the first arc. Like imagine if Queen Beryl and Metalia were not simply the final villains of the first/only arc, but the Final Big Bad of the entire series?

That's not even getting into all the villains beyond the mainline manga that you could make use of, modernising them or adapting them into an anime for the first time. Ail, An, Fiore, Snow Kaguya, Queen Badine, Shaman Apsu and the Opposito Senshi, Past Wiseman, Death Vulcan, Dark Nibiru, Coatl, Dracul, Vampir, Lilith, etc.

I'm just saying this franchise is replete with rich concepts, characters and ideas. Creatively there is A LOT that can be done with it for old fans and new. It'd be a shame if we never got more and an even bigger shame if what we got was what we have seen before.

#Sailor Moon #naoko takeuchi

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Do you have any tips for someone just getting into Viking Pilot lore? I binged his dominion playlist but I keep seeing things about clips that weren't in his episodes and I'd love to see more!

hi anon! there are three tiers to my advice on this: medium difficulty, hard difficulty, and "don't do this to yourself unless you are me and enjoy suffering just for extra lore crumbs". (also, the easy way to do this is wait for videos to come out, as they cover almost everything that happens in the VODs with some very scattered exceptions here and there. it does mean you'll be behind on lore though, and i do understand that's a little rough. sadly there is no way to mitigate this other than just accepting you'll be missing some context for a little while or going VOD-watching. which trust me i know VODs are not always easy to watch i am really sorry in advance)

medium difficulty: go to this playlist and watch everything from "Everyone Everywhere all at once and the Birth of I.O.U." onwards; you'll miss a couple things that were in earlier VODs but for the large part you'll pick things up via context clues and stuff that's in the videos already.

hard difficulty: rewatch literally all the VODs (don't do this). though for a more reasonable bit of advice i'd say in addition to the previous advice onwards, you may want to also pick up the following VODs as a lorehound: "Diamond Mining and Shadow Attacks!" (Shadowmech attacks), "The interior of the Haunted Mansion" (the battle of Otherside), "Nuke's Return and Birthday Event!" (Shadowmech summoning ritual), "The Most Profitable Event on Dominion SMP" (Viking tells Legundo about the Book; this one's only in a Legundo stream so the link here goes right to that lore timestamp), "NEW MEMBERS!" (from Legundo's POV as well, but it's the introduction of Ryan and Red as well as the only current proof of Viking having a 10+ minute long fight with Shadow somewhere in the background towards the end there), and "The Basement w/ Grady, Taneesha, Legundo, and DaLilRed Cameos!" (IRL Viking answers questions about the Book, also the birth of the Snow Amogus).

do not do this: hey, you know how Legundo and Viking will often both be live on Wednesdays? watch both their streams at once, paying especially close attention to when one of them is away from the other one (switch viewing window back and forth if someone seems like they're monologuing or having a Plot Conversation), only muting one stream when they're in the same location. i do this and it's how i've picked up a lot of really interesting lore scraps from Legundo. i also cannot stress how much i do not recommend doing this, it is a nightmare to keep track of and is constantly just on the verge of complete auditory overload for me even when i keep one of them turned down lower.

i cannot stress enough how much i do not recommend that last one btw, like at that point just choose someone's VOD you're going to immediately rewatch instead of doing that to yourself, the thing is however that this is a me problem that i participate in and i need to explain that i specifically have picked up some lore like this because i am insane, and that this is not a thing you should do to yourself on the reg

(in general this is not very good advice and i apologize for that. unfortunately i am just one very tired many-guys-in-one-meat-mech and i have yet to be able to really collate a Formal "here's all the lore we know" document pretty much anywhere other than my head)

anyway. uh. Yeag

#dominion smp #vikingpilot #ask #orig #anonymous #yt #dominioners #oh also watch The Monologue if you haven't already but i'm pretty sure that's in his playlist now so

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What's your process when writing? Do you outline the whole fic before starting, or do you go scene by scene? I adore OTNWAS, and I love how everything flows together so well, so I was just really curious how you approach writing such a long project!

I’m like the worst person to ask this because my memory is so bad and I feel like my process changes for every new project, but I’ll try my best to answer this focusing on otnwas 😅

First of all, otnwas (or what it was before it became otnwas) was supposed to be a one-shot sick-fic in the beginning, because I was in the middle of writing a DBH fic but I randomly got obsessed with RotG again and I just needed to write a tiny little thing to get RotG out of my brain so that I could get back to the DBH fic (it’s still unfinished btw—working on it though!). It had nothing to do with HTTYD in the beginning, but then I came across some hijack fics and I remembered my obsession with RotBTFD in like 2014. So my list of what I wanted to write turned into: 1. Sick-fic 2. Jack and Jamie bond and find out they’re related after Jack turns human 3. Hijack. I feel like you can really tell the beginning of chapter 1 is just the sick-fic, but then it suddenly turns into something completely different lmao.

I didn’t plan the entire thing in one go, but I did marathon everything HTTYD (except the books, they came later—and also the comics, I haven’t read them) before I started writing the otnwas-version of the fic because I wanted to have a well-ish grasp of the HTTYD universe. Then I wrote the first seven chapters before I started posting anything. Actually, while I tried figuring out the plot, I briefly considered writing a RotBTFD thing where they somehow travel around in time and meet all those different characters, but in the end I wasn’t inspired by it so I scrapped it. What was left was Jack goes to the past, becomes human, and also Jamie is there (and Baby Tooth, because I’d been imagining bunch of funny scenarios where Jack talks to ‘thin air’ and I love their Peter Pan-Tinkerbell dynamic). I had a vague idea of the whole ‘gather magic to go back home’-part of the plot, but didn’t know much about the Time Fragment, and the Snow Queen was a later addition because I needed to up the stakes. The process was like, okay, I need to marry these two universes—RotG is about myths and legends—what kind of myths and legends would they have on Berk, close to Northern Europe, in the Viking era or….ish around that time? (Obviously, otnwas is not trying to be historically accurate lmfao I just wanted to be inspired by Norwegian fairytales and Norse mythology.) I got attached to Snow very fast though, and she became a much more signifact part of the narrative than I thought she would initially. I really enjoyed writing her as Jack’s opposite; if Jack is the beauty and joy of winter, then Snow is the horror of it, and forcing him to deal with that after losing his powers was a lot of fun (though, in retrospect, I wish I went a little easier on the Jack whump. It gets a bit much sometimes lol).

So there was some vague planning involved. I was working towards these key points:

1. Jack and Jamie figure out they’re related

2. Hijack happens at some point

3. Jack will become a spirit again and return to the future with Jamie

What happened in between was stuff I figured out almost chapter by chapter. I know a lot of people jump around while writing a story, but that takes me out of it; I need to write chronologically to feel like I’m in tune with the characters’ minds, and I use the scenes I’m most excited to write as fuel to get through the scenes I don’t particularly want to write.

One of the most vital parts of my creative process is to have time to just walk around and daydream. Imagine conversations, scenarios, etc. and I try my best to write down my ideas immediately in a document on my phone. The scene that was looping in my head the most, I think, was the one where Jack kisses Hiccup for the first time, and the conversation leading up to that. I really need time to let the story simmer in my head in between writing sessions or else I feel it lacks something, I won’t have a full understanding of it, and I feel like it would show in the writing. Honestly, the best part of writing is the daydreaming.

But though a lot of stuff was planned from the beginning, a lot of other stuff was just happy accidents—stuff that suddenly clicked together, so unintentionally I feel like it’s unfair to give myself credit for it lmfao. I won’t tell you which scenes because I don’t wanna take away the magic, but writing otnwas felt a bit like running down a steep hill and only barely arriving at the bottom still on my two legs, instead of toppling over and eating dirt. It could’ve so easily been messy (it Is messy at some points, like the whole deal with the warlocks—if only I could explore those fuckers a bit more 🤔) but it somehow turned out alright lol.

Idk how to make a TL;DR. 1. Vague idea of where the story is going 2. Countless hours imagining conversations and scenarios 3. Keep in mind key scenes and use them as motivation to get through the tough scenes 4. Also, be self-indulgent. What else is fanfiction for?

Sorry for rambling, I can’t be concise lol

#otnwas

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hehehehehenrik · 2 months

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It’s a Fear and Hunger OCs post, Termina one if to be specific. They’re not contestants, just a needed additions to the headcanon stories of the canon characters, so idk who’s going to read it lol, but whatever.

Well well well, welcome and hello. The characters who’s OCs connected to is Caligura and father Domek btw, very specific choosing yeah. If at one point you will feel like reading just someones OC post even in parts with Caligura and Domek themselves then yeah, I understand it. They’re are pretty much feel like my OCs at this point lol. What a shame.

Anyways, let’s proceed to the characters itself. The first ones will be Caligura related. Not everyone will have a names, so someone will be just called by they’re roles, at the other hand some will have names but it’s more of an additional info so they’re will be called by their roles, yeah. I will firstly write off the role in the plot of a character, then some main info, because them being plot mechanisms is the main part. Also some characters pics will be accompanied by little funny sketches because their pics only look stupidly long without it ugh.

- Caligura’s parents.

He barely remembers them, only the silhouettes and feelings about them. Mother was really uncaring, father only wanted to make him a perfect heir. At the later life with them everything get much worse, they became practically homeless. He doesn’t remember why, how or when specifically it happened. They never loved each other, and in this situation everything was also getting much worse. Parental neglect is now combined with being beaten by father and sometimes mother, but there was also moments when she was getting drunk enough to cry and comfort him.

At the age of 11 his father killed her, then going to do the same with the son. But he was in the changed state of mind, so the boy beat him off with the kitchen knife, killing him. But before that father leaved him a mouth scar that never fully leaved his face. After spending some time in the same place with two corpses, enough for them to start to decompose, he was taken to the orphanage.

He never been socialized, educated, or treated well, he knows nothing of the world aside loneliness, pain and now death. And now he’s truly alone against all the world.

- Now to the main info.

First of all, silhouettes he remember - it’s the father’s curly hair and mom being beautiful as Snow White. Pale skin white as a snow, hair black as an pitch and lips red as an apple. Father was pretty alike btw, but he had pale skin and red lips more because of the makeup. Yeah, Caligura been okay with man in makeup since childhood lol.

Also he remembers that his dad was really disappointed in him as the heir already, just because of how he looks. Father was beautiful but had weirdly white eyes and more animal than human like teeth, which was making him look pretty savage, and he really didn’t like it. Unfortunately, Caligura had all of that too, and he’s face overall wasn’t as pretty as he’s dad wanted too. It’s part of the history now what he wanted to made to change him into something better, Caligura don’t remember a bit.

Also he remembers that he’s mom was very sickly, just as the boy. He really is inherited the worst lol. The both was spending all the time home, but not together, he was really a crybaby and his mother was always complaining about how annoying it is. He also remembers how he heard once that she’s going to die soon, asking her later if that true, to which she openly said that “Yes, but dying young is good”.

There was also an episodes where she’d get some little animals, usually birds, in her hands, just to encourage son to squish them until they die. He doesn’t really remembers it clearly, or maybe not thinking of that as something that much of a deal.

Now to the parts that he don’t know or don’t remember at all. His parents were young, really young. When he was born mom was only 18 and dad only 20. Mother was sickly and all time at home already, everyone thought that she will die in her early 20s if not sooner. Father was already thinking that world is unfair and people sucks, but still he wanted to be on top of that, while thinking that beauty is the strongest weapon. But he wasn’t as perfect as he may be and even though he really is reached some heights already, he was pessimistic about his future, thinking that his imperfections will not let him get higher. That’s why he decided to create a perfect heir, and for that he needed much more beautiful woman, thanks to his connections, he became aware of one. Her parents were happy to give her away to someone and somewhere else, so they happily arranged a marriage. Which happened really fast, because she was awaited to be dead soon, he can’t waste any time.

That’s the way Caligura was born, birth practically killed his mother, but thanks to some healing rituals in the process, no one died. Afterwards the people who was making these rituals became an often guests at the household of the young parents, her health was declining even faster then it was.

Obviously there was not any love in that pair, they wasn’t even friends at any degree. Father was rarely at home anyways, being a social butterfly. But at the moment they lost everything things changed - they were arguing and fighting all the time now. At these times every beauty they had faded away.

Now continuing the story, to the orphanage may we proceed. But firstly - yes, he looks like Domek, that was intentional.

- Director.

At the moment Caligura came to the orphanage he was awfully injured and at bad health state overall. He was placed at the medical block, afterwards living in there all the time until he leaved the orphanage itself. He became very apathetic, practically not talking or moving at all, combine with his awful looks and scar no one wanted to take care of him even there. They was thinking that just looking at him was some sort of blasphemy. All the days he was spending laying down and looking out of window just above his head. But there was one person who visited him regularly - director.

He’d tell him in the most monotonous voice about how much of an awful, useless and blasphemous degenerate he is, read some Bible verses and go away. That was pretty sad, even though Caligura didn’t understand much of the words he was saying. But he never answered to these monologues, not even looked at him, but still he was coming again and again. Director hated him with the passion, but just the fact he was there when no one else was meant so much to the boy. But at one point Caligura became more lively, just like he finally take a breath in that new reality, after that they started talking. He’s been entire 7 years at the orphanage and by that time director pretty much raised him and shaped him the way he is. Even thought not really willingly, Caligura was the one who decided to learn from him after all. Even thought it didn’t made his relationships that much of a warmer, at least from Caligura’s point of view. He thought director hated him from start to the end, which lead him to acting aggressively all the time. Anyways, at the time he needed to leave orphanage moment of saying farewell was sad.

(Btw his name is father Bernardi, fully Enzo Bernardi)

- Now to the main info.

Even though he was the closest person to him, he barely knows him. He was not that much of a talker about himself, and talker at all when it was something off his job. Always tired and disappointed look, Caligura felted like he was a reason of that. He had that thousand yard stare, rarely focusing it even when talking to someone. And combining that with his monotonous voice and slowness it looked like he’s always daydreaming or something. Well, he pretty much was, he always was at other place in his mind, somewhere really far from that godforsaken orphanage.

He never wanted to be there in first place, but if he’d decline that then he’d need to leave the church at all. At least that what was known to Caligura. Also he knows the fact that church was all his life, director never told how it come to this, though. He also was seeing him taking some pills all the time, once again never telling what was that for, just saying that he needs or else he would die. He wasn’t that dead like all his life, just silent and calm, but at one point something broke him. That was the moment he became a director, he was going to became a higher rank in the church hierarchy, but instead of that he was assigned here. The only way out could be a word from Ministry of Darkness, but it was the same as hoping for Alll-mer himself to take him out of here.

He was very devoted believer, fanatic even, and even though Caligura never had any idea about religion he became some sort of a beliver himself, he’d just never admit it. Director’s faith was so pure and naive, but at the same time so strong and devoted that even Caligura himself felted comfort when he was once again reading something out of Bible. But that was a feeling he understood only many years after, at the moment he felt annoyance and even jealous.

He thought that director hated him just because he never gave him enough attention. Always talked to him like he was a grownup, so he never felted like a kid, just like a very stupid adult. That was very annoying and upsetting, but he never knew how to express it so he was just aggressive, which was leading him in all sorts of troubles. He became an often guest at the director’s office. He was eager for attention, for a safety, being comforted by someone, but director never understood it. He was only encouraging staff to think that ugly boy from medical block some sort of blasphemous demon, sometimes it’s even looked like he believed it himself. But when boy was trying to hug him he never pushed him away or hug him too. He never beaten him, but he never touched him with bare hands, he was covering them in the long sleeves of his cassock. All that would be weird even for the normal kid, but for that unsocialized and unstable one it was a never ending nightmare.

Only years after, in his 30s, he’d returned there by work matter and found some old documents. There was letters from and to Ministry of Darkness. They were very interested in some boy from the medical block, even promised director to get him out of the orphanage. But he declined, without any further explanation. Caligura felted rush of emotions he felt only when he get the news of director’s death. That feeling of being truly alone in that big and chaotic world. It made him to look back on their relationships and now, being all that grownup with a shit ton of social experience, he understood that director hated him only at the start. Later it was attempts of caring from someone very lonely and very sad. Someone who never cared about even himself, but at one point became attached to the boy who was damned from the birth. That way that new understanding made him feel something so unusual and so useless in his new life.

Guilt.

- Marlena (yeah I stole that name from Måneskin’s songs)

After Caligura came out of orphanage he had no idea what to do in the world, or even that much aware of the world around at all. But he already had some company from the orphanage, and of course he was a leader already. They were problem makers even in there, so they continued that path in the big world. Living in the streets, stealing and killing, wasting money on booze and drugs. Everyone was pleased by that pointless existing, they couldn’t wish for more. But Caligura could. He already once lived in the pretty rich house with silk curtains, expensive paintings in golden frames and there were people in beautiful clothes with elaborate patterns and arrogant manners. He wanted to be back in there, it felted like the Olympus from which he was thrown. So he started to make plan of the return, his gang was still doing some petty stuff, but now money was used for some more useful things, like good clothes. You can’t even dare to dream about being part of higher society if you dress in rags, but he wanted to act like he already in one, so he choose something extravagant. That’s when his signature total white look made it’s entrance. And black lips of course.

But that was outfit for some important occasions, when he was in his work time he still looked like rat in rags. One of the important occasions became some parties with middle class people. You can’t jump to the higher party’s all of a sudden after all, there need to be small steps taken. On one of these parties, where no one approached him unless he’s the one who started the conversation, there was a girl who talked to him first. She noticed his badly drawn lips and decided to help him with that, he liked that unceremonious approach, so when she asked him to dance he immediately agreed. They was talking and dancing all evening, in the process he found out that she is something between art director and manager of some cafe in the city, don’t have husband or even boyfriend and is actually younger than she looks, but still year or two older than Caligura. He liked all the parts of this, so after that night he started to meet her in that cafe, looking very interested in deepening their acquaintances.

Their relationships were rather short, 4 years or so, but still it was pretty life turning for both of them. Marlena actually was from a family with connections to the higher society, and she was gladly teaching Caligura about manners and social interactions overall. Also she was making pretty good money, while he didn’t really said anything about his work, so she also became money bag for him. He pretty much was using her, but it’s not like his feelings about her were not true, it’s just that he had no idea how to show them. Anyways, his shady business was short to be hidden. She was pretty chill about it, of course she was complaining how bad and dangerous it is, but not like in the matter of others, she was more worried for him and herself. Marlena was pretty bored of her everyday life, so a little danger was even exciting.

Throughout their relationships she was accepting pretty much every weirdness about him. His sense of style, impulsiveness, unstable emotions, too much of ambitions, etc etc. But she never was able to accept how much Caligura didn’t like to talk about himself. He never told about from where he is, what with his parents, how he come to this sort of life and else. He always dodged these questions or just silently, with grim face, looked her in the eyes. Their passion and some sort of love understandable only for them ended pretty soon, but still they didn’t break up. Now it was just some weird obsession with each other, they’d even spend nights with others, but still come back to each other. They both needed someone to care about them, love in some sort. Not just using for one night, even though at this point they pretty much were doing the same.

They became a little warmer to each other again when Caligura started talking about marriage, he really meant it. Even though Marlena wasn’t that old, not even 30, she still felted that it may be her last chance, so she didn’t really care about what she feels about him at the moment. But that new prospering future was shattered by the fact that he’s now not just part of some street gang, but have connections with “the Family”. They was the reason her family aren’t part of the elite themselves anymore, they destroyed her fathers business and left her mother disabled. Even though she never really liked her parents, they were more interested into business and social matters, it just felted wrong, and dangerous to her business too. He didn’t like that, so he decided to act.

He killed her parents and came to her with that news with really happy face. He thought that it would solve at least some problems, but obviously she wasn’t happy. He didn’t like it even more and now any sort of care about her disappeared, it like he understood all her wrongs at one moment. Like pink glasses finally shattered. He tried to kill her by beating up, but he was pretty drunk so she was able to run away, even though her face was pretty damaged. He never saw her again, she didn’t even visit her home or work again after that night. Marlena just disappeared like she didn’t ever existed from the start. After that Caligura started his integration into mafia business at full force.

- Well that was long, now to the main info.

Even though it looks like already a lot were written, there still a lot of what weren’t. First of all what they both was like in these relationships. Marlena was jealous as fuck, she had bad story with other guys, but that jealousy wasn’t even about cheating or something, she was the same lol, it was about time spending and talking. She wanted that look of happy couple, always being together, kissing and hugging in public and all that, well, Caligura didn’t like that. He always was pretty grim and standoff, and at these hard times when he only was settling himself in the criminal world he especially was like that. He wanted to give her attention only when his mind wasn’t occupied by endless plans and strategies, and also all that tenderness was really embarrassing for him, he isn’t used to it. So she still was able to soften him sometimes, make his mind at ease and just let him rest. He was young and not exposed to the most worst of human beings, she was able to make him little more normal and stable. That was the main thing that glued them together, they was able to comfort each other like no one else could.

Also for Caligura there was not less important part of their relationships - the feeling of family. She introduced him to her parents, after that he pretty often visited their house. Her parents was nice to him or them at all just because they lost most of their income with crash of father’s business. At this point Marlena was making more money, and they wanted some part of that. She knew about that, but still was eager for their attention, so she was playing along. Caligura didn’t understand that, she never told him that straightforwardly but still was making some hints, but he didn’t had any normal socialization so he really didn’t get it. And he loved that illusion, even more than her at some point. So killing them was pretty hard decision, that’s why he didn’t even thought that she can be unhappy with that, he thought they mean more to him than to her.

She also was encouraging his extravagant fashion, helping him with some sewing or makeup, even helped to make long nails once. She liked his vampire like look and that he was trying to act accordingly, but it’s not like she ever figured out if that just the way he is or some sort of performance. Well, it’s not like he understood it himself anyways, maybe all his life at this point was some sort of stupid performance.

- Mentor

Caporegime Bianco, he was the one who found and introduced Caligura to “the Family”. As it turned out his gang was doing business on the caporegime’s territory. Bianco was known for his cruel methods and “No half measures” philosophy. He could end all that gang activity in few days, but he found them interesting. Their tactics and how clean everything was felted pretty professional. Some people even thought that mafia is now on some petty crimes like killing senile and robbing their apartments. That way Bianco decided to meet their leader. He told Caligura that he can help him in that chaotic criminal world. Young man agreed without hesitation, he was waiting for that moment for a long time. His gang became part of the Bianco regime, now their operations was in someone else favor. Not everyone liked it, so his team needed some reorganization. But also Caligura was no more a full leader, plans were already done, he became just an executor. He was really short tempered these years, still young and hot blooded. Bianco was done with all that whining pretty soon, so he decided to tame him.

That was a long process that ended successfully only when Caligura himself decided to. Bianco had high hopes for him, so he gladly started to teach him even after all the hysterics. He was a grateful pupil and fast learner, so he became the main man of Bianco’s regime already at his late 20s. Everything was going good, they were on the good terms personally, Bianco was even calling him his son. There were chances that Bianco may receive a permission from Don to organize his own family, that way Caligura could became a Don himself in the future. But that wasn’t how he planned it all.

He wanted to do it the way he always is. Lying, betraying and killing, but there was no such a drama in that scenario. He felted out of place, he never was ready to all that peaceful shit, he didn’t want it. He wanted to kill Bianco somewhere in the process of their partnership, when the most right moment will come. But all that father son play made him weak and soft, he was thinking sometimes that maybe he really should just wait? Not doing anything, just do his job properly and wait when he became son of a Don Bianco? These thoughts were comforting, but he still couldn’t decide that for sure. Was it really enough of fighting for him to get that position? He didn’t felt like that, also he didn’t saw himself without eccentric shit, so he decided to analyze the situation with cold head. He came to conclusion that just waiting may cost too much and Don’s decision may change drastically any day, so hoping for the miracle is a bad idea. He finally found a good moment for becoming a Capo himself.

He killed Bianco, organized his funerals and finally become a Caporegime. At the moment he was already more than 10 years in “the Family”. He became a great successor, just as cruel as him, but not really with “No half measures” decisions since Mentor also counted compromises as such. Caligura liked compromises, because if someone betrayed the trust that was given even after a mistake then he could act even more cruel than without it. He’s more artistic and eager for attention in his business. Collecting newspapers with his name on it, and at the same time really paranoid and stand off. But that’s what he is at the moment when his criminal career is pretty much ended, at least in the form he knew all his life, and that part of the story only yet to be revealed.

- Well, now to some main info.

Unlike his reputation, Bianco was actually really nice and funny man. But to those who where higher or on his level, with those who were just a pawns in his business he was rather condescending and arrogant. But Caligura was seen by him like a successor from the very beginning, so he never tasted that side of his mentor, at least fully. It’s just that at the time when he was trying to tame that hell hound he was pretty cruel sometimes. But still, Caligura never felted it like something so much bad, he used to that attitude after all. Vice versa, he was weirded out when Bianco was trying to be nice to him -helping with founding the house for him to live; giving more money than he should so boy can finally eat normally; introducing him to his real family; at some point even calling him his son. For a pretty long time he was more of playing a role of an adopted son, after the story with Marlena he was pretty exhausted of all that family illusion thing, but at one moment he accepted it.

But Bainco’s family (that consisted of a 5 daughters, their husbands and kids, and Bainco’s wife) never accepted him. Mentor tried his best to make them love him as much as he does, but that didn’t help. Hell hound bit was not just for the sake of cool namings, that what everyone saw and see him like. A savage and aggressive but loyal creature. Monster of Frankenstein finally founding his place in the world, being used but not understanding that. Even Bianco himself saw him more like that rather as a fellow human, even if he never said that. But his policy of “He coming alive from that mission or dying as a weakling” was pretty telling by itself. Caligura himself thought about things being like that only in his senior years, it made the nostalgia became coloured in more blue, but at least now things made more sense.

Oh and family being mentioned, why didn’t Bianco just had another kid, who would be a boy and had a successor from the family? Well, he tried, a lot of times, but the only son he had was really sickly and died in his toddler years. That was a big blow for him, so he decided that founding some boy from the streets would be better. He low key had a savior complex, so sickly looking ugly fuck like Caligura was perfect. Later Caligura told him his story and that made it all even better. Poor boy that doesn’t even know his last name, only weird name that sounds more like a taunt than a real one, but still suits him perfectly. A hell hound with sad eyes and eager for attention, Mentor didn’t even need to try hard to make him loyal. Just few pats on head, warm home and food and he is ready to protect his house till death. Bianco was very happy that he was the first to found him, before someone else does it or him just dying in another gun fight.

And still Bainco tried to be supportive and nice to him, even helping with some momentary whims like studying at university or building a race car to participate in races. Nothing ever came out of it, but it made Caligura feel better, like a kid playing with toys he never had. Mentor was also a good listener, always ready to help with advice using all his wisdom. That way organizing his funeral was pretty emotional to Caligura, even though he never showed it. But the worst part was hearing whispers about him and “real” family. He hated that division. Even though he always remembered that his daughters and wife never accepted him, but he preferred to perceive himself as a “real” family. But just as a sorrow, he never showed it, helping his family with everything they may need. But girls didn’t like that condescending attitude, they’d accept help from everyone but not from him. Not long after his trying to help they unfortunately had a car accident. Multiple times. He really didn’t want to waste his artistic potential for that big family, yeah.

Well wow, we finally ended the part with Caligura. I was writing that in total for three days lol. Actually maybe I should do Domek part in other post but nah. He has only two parts anyway, not that much.

Btw there will be a lot of religion lore headcanons that is just borrowing things from real life Christianity because, idk, why not lol.

- Domek’s parents.

He remember them in cold and sad pastel blue. That was main colour in their house, what his mother was wearing usually and these few father’s clothes pieces that weren’t cassocks or other church attires. They both were cold and aggressive to him. Father was rarely seen in his younger age, never talking to him about anything else but a one sided monologues of how bad he is in something. Awaiting only “Yes, father” or “No, father”. Mother was always at home, drinking and sleeping, she usually was just asking him to bring her some more wine or beer. When he tried to talk with her she would say that she tired and he should find someone else to play with. At the moments when they gathered all together it was just an awkward silence with an obvious I-don’t-wanna-be-here look. Sometimes it was arguing but father was getting him out of house very quickly.

But that was when he was teen and earlier, when he became young adult he got in that rebel phase. He was able to sneak from ever watching gaze of father, who didn’t care that much to notice and know everything anyways. That way he was readings books he shouldn’t, and that was anything not useful for his dark priest life. He got aware about other countries, cultures, art and beauty. He also was reading occult books ahead of his program, more philosophical and theoretical than practical, more about questioning and analyzing than just understanding and using. He got his own image of how church should work, how rituals should be done and what feeling he should have about religions and Gods itself. He didn’t want to be dark priest of Prehevillian diocese, he thought about their practices and policy’s as those that wrong, not going by the books and being not faithful enough. He was nauseating from priests behavior, from how church was full of prevents, scums and idiots(he calls it anyone he don’t like btw), and more and more. Of course he could have enter his position and just change it the way he want(well, what he did after all), but at the moment it seemed too far in the future and being in that awful, grey and boring city felted just too exhausting. That way he started to plan his runaway to Vatican, where he could study anything anyway he wanted.

But, obviously, that didn’t happen. His rebel phase was over and now he needed to start studying at seminary. The main problem was his lack of social experience(he was home educated obviously) and his last name. Everyone knew that no matter how better others may be than him, next bishop will be another Domek. They hated him for that, and his stand offish and arrogant attitude wasn’t helping. He was reading at every free minute, not talking to others and not showing any interest in dialogue when someone else was starting it. He was aware that they hates him just for being Domek. When he was younger he would be sad about it and tried to show that he’s not like his family. But now he was just mad about everyone being annoying idiots that don’t understand how lucky they are not being part of already written scenario. At that point he became more mad of his father than feared, he started to see how spineless was his policy in practice, how no one saw Domek’s as a respected family anymore.

At these times mother became less cold with him, talking with him by her own will even. But it usually was just teary whining about how much he’s like his father now, how all Domek’s is the same and how she hates the day she became part of that cursed family. He was listening to it without any emotion, just looking through her. She was scared by that even, so these dialogues, or monologues, to be precise, were not long. At these moments even father became less cold, they both were trying to play the role of repentant parents time to time. But he didn’t care anymore, he saw all that as awfully embarrassing and weird, but never tried to stop them. He was enjoying how they was humiliating themselves. But all that gave him feeling that this is time to end their misery and to became a head of the church himself. At the same time some awful and dark thoughts started to capture his mind, he was giving his favor to Alll-mer’s teachings, but something from absolutely opposite side was talking to him…

He killed them both with broken glass bottle. The scenes were really graphic, no one at the church was pleased by how reigns of power were handed over. But he was the Domek here, he was next bishop, no one could change it without killing him too, and he knew they wouldn’t. So he started the church makeover with no hesitation.

- Now some main info.

Pretty obviously that marriage was forced just for the sake of having heir. But these two still liked each other in some degree, pretty much uniting in the hatred towards Domek junior. He was a great beating bag for them, if anything goes bad then it was his fault of course. That way he learned to say “I’m sorry” in every situation. But for dad he became an actual beating bag in his young adult age, few time he even broke his ribs lol. Once it even got through lungs, oops. His dad was more interested in workout than occult things. But also he was really hypocritical about prohibiting his son to read “useless” books. He himself was into technical sciences because in his younger years he’d read books about math rather than occult one. And his interest was pretty visible since all church constructions at the time was made with help in design matters, he even done some designing for the city itself.

While mother was really just home all the time, no friends or interests, just alcoholism and self pity. She was a melancholic and emotional even before marriage, very easily drown to tears and hysteria. And always wanted some attention, but tender and loving one, she wanted to raise her son that way, that he will love her, but she forget the part where she also loves him. But still he loved her, just not in the way she wanted. Not that openly showing it, because he thought of that as something embarrassing and not suitable for dark priest. Even when he killed his father he became hysterical and wanted to run away with mother somewhere quiet and peaceful, where they could start new life and forget all of that. She was seeing that he’s not in stable state of mind, so she tried to calm him down. But actually just did that for trying to call for help. He gone mad from that and killed her too. In later years he would understand that his decision was too emotional and he could handle things in more appropriate way, but oh well.

But there was one person who he loved genuinely. His grandfather. Yeah there was a moment when three of Domek’s was on Earth at the same time, imagine a horror. He didn’t have his own part in the story because he died very soon after junior was born, but still he had some important impact on him. It would be that he showed kid a church much before he should see it at the start of his classes here. Grandpa was much more faithful than his son, which the last didn’t like so he was trying to limit their contact as much as he could. Yeah, grandpa was too soft in the personal matters to even dare his son such a things. Anyways, junior already felted religious joy from that church visit. Grandpa even gifted him once a ritual knife, it was fast to be taken away by dad, but still that feeling of steel with such a sinister meaning made him eager to know how to participate in rituals, much before he actually could lol. Grandpa saw the potential in youngster and really didn’t mistaken.

And now to the next person, who helped and broke him at the same time.

- Domek’s girlfriend/wife (nope, she’s not gonna have a name)

They met at the time of the second year Domek being at seminary. She was selling flowers on the street near, students were often going to the church from seminary through that street. He usually would just going at the end of crowd wile reading something, she liked that type of guys(stand off, melancholic, kind of depressed and with little social experience). Their looks were crossing often, she would smile at him while he’d fast look away back at the book. Obviously he wouldn’t start the conversation so she was the initiator. He didn’t mind this time.

She didn’t hesitate to show that she wants him carnally, not really caring about all that personality part. While he thought of her as a friend first of all and didn’t understand all these hand or even leg touches. But she was patient, especially after she became aware that he’s gonna be next bishop. Till the end of his studies in seminary their meetings was pretty weird from the side look. He really loved all these old books about knights and princess with tender love and sweet attention signs, so he was trying to do it that way. He even learned how to weave wreaths, but the only thing she said was that he’s acting like a stupid teen. There was a lot of moments like these, she was annoyed by his laugh and even smile, saying one that without it he looks smarter. And he took it to heart, like it was some absolute truth and wisdom. That’s pretty much summarize what their relationship was at that time.

When he became a priest she decided that now it’s time to became his wife before he would became a bishop and someone else would be his wife. And she didn’t want to lose him after all these years of brain fuck. She never was that much of a pious girl, but for him she started going to the church, helping in there and all that. He appreciated it. Years after they finally married, without actually knowing anything about each other, it just something that must be done after all of that. The wedding night was…disappointing, for both, but at least the child was conceived.

Domek became cold and absence, while she became kind of really into him. Now she was the one who tried to make something romantically and get to know him, and he was trying to avoid her as much as he can. Always saying that he’s just have a lot of work, really tired and all of that. And when the child was delivered any chance of their relationships to stabilize was dead to the roots. That was a big blow to him, he became even more silent at home, most of the time daydreaming and having that look of I-don’t-wanna-be-here, just like his parents had. She still was trying to do something, she didn’t want to leave her daughter fatherless with alive one. At first she tried to be nice, to call for his conscience, but it didn’t work, so they started arguing and even fighting sometimes. It didn’t last long, after one incident he finally moved out of family house and started live at the church cell.

Domek never initiated any meetings with his wife or daughter after that. Initiations were on her shoulders again, and he didn’t like it a bit. After Marina’s departure to Vatican nothing became better, but changed, she now didn’t bother him. What was after is known already.

- Now to the main info.

Oh boy, what is even to start with. Well, few(or more) words about girl herself. She is from old town, she was the most beautiful girl in here and very enviable bride. Her father wasn’t the richest man in here, but her beauty and hard work was enough for the local man. It’s the local man that wasn’t enough for her, so she decided to try found someone in the city. Since priests don’t have celibate in there she wanted some pretty priest from the start. But she didn’t want someone who would command to her, she was raised by single father with not the best health, so she was used to be the leader. That’s why she was so intensely looking at silent bookworm guy with frown as the rest face. He looked very easy to manipulate and, well, she didn’t mistaken, only problem was that he was too pious and his head always was in the church.

They never understood each other and not like even wanted too. They both had romanticized, in their own way, versions of each other in head, that was enough for them. But still they were always hoping that one day everything changes and it become better, which is never came. And that realization came after the wedding night, by some reason Domek reacted to that too harsh. And that “some reason” was that he never loved her. Not like man loves woman. But like preacher loves his God. That way the act felted like a total sacrilege to him. But that helped him to return in reality, remembering that she’s not some sort of Goddess and never really applied for that role. He just was an idiot, idiot with really early faith crisis that decided to believe in someone closer to his mortal shell. That realization of full gravity of his sin blow him as a strike of thunder. He don’t have just a job to do in the church, he now needed to pray and repent for the two, no, for the three of man. But he never hoped for the forgiveness, he understood that it’s something that will be on his shoulders for all life. But that was the matter between him and God, at least in the work things was pretty okay.

And then Marina was born…That news felted like a God’s punishment. He failed Him, so he will fail his family too. He was already in despair and now it’s only became stronger. His drinking habit got only worse, but since when his too drunk he just falls asleep it means that after coming home from work he’d drink bottle or two of wine and go to sleep lol. Not that much of a tragedy, but family felt his absence even when he was home. And still there was a time to argue with his wife of course, she didn’t just ignore his behavior. That never helped to resolve the problems anyhow, but at least she was doing something. After Domek’s moving out she just was terrorizing him time to time in church. That was awfully annoying and embarrassing for him, but really funny for his colleagues. But nothing too interesting happened at these times anyway. She was busy raising a daughter, and he was busy at work. After Marina’s departure they even kind of forgot about each other, like they never met to begin with. That was at least some time of peace. But everything is coming to an end eventually.

Phew, looks like that finally ended, yay. Thanks to anyone who made it to the end, God bless you. Hope it wasn’t that much waste of time. Well, what else to say, ask your questions or whatever, ask box always open yeah. Byee.

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WIP folder game

@wurzelbertzwerg tagged me to share my WIP folder, so here goes! These are story ideas that I’ve somewhat actively worked on at some point – I also have several notebooks full of scribbled ideas, but fortunately they’re out of scope for this game.

If you would like to share the contents of your WIP folder, consider yourself tagged by me!

Fandoms that I’m currently active in

Pride and Prejudice

Childhood Friends AU: Darcy and Elizabeth meet in London when Elizabeth is eight years old and end up meeting again over the years for various reasons. Probably won’t be finished because the plot involves some fanon-based characterisations and unrealistic scenarios that I don’t like anymore.

Different conversation at the inn AU: A short canon divergence in which Darcy can’t bear seeing Elizabeth in distress and ends up confessing his plan to find Lydia and Wickham. This leads to an earlier romantic resolution.

Elizabeth de Bourgh AU: AU in which Elizabeth’s father was Sir Lewis’s younger brother, who broke with his family, and her mother was Mr Bennet’s cousin. She’s been raised by the Bennets after being orphaned. When she’s 19 or 20, her paternal relatives take a renewed interest in her after she gets a surprise inheritance. Probably won’t be finished. (I actually also have some notes for a different AU in which Elizabeth is related to both the Bennets and the de Bourghs in a slightly less convoluted way – that one I might actually try to work on at some point.)

Hogwarts AU: An AU in which all the Austen characters are witches and wizards, mixing and matching plot elements from Pride and Prejudice and Harry Potter. Currently on the back burner because I feel conflicted about writing or posting anything related to J.K. Rowling.

Kitty thinks Darcy is evil AU: A Pride and Prejudice sequel from Kitty’s point of view, featuring lots of ridiculous misunderstandings on Kitty’s part.

Pride and Prejudice and Compound Interest: A short exploration of the potential financial futures of Elizabeth, Lydia and Charlotte. I have a complete draft of this one, but I feel like it would require more research before I’m willing to post it, and I’m not really motivated to do said research at the moment.

Animorphs AU: Darcy’s proposal to Elizabeth is interrupted when an injured alien crashes his spaceship in Mr Collins’s vegetable garden. I have lots of ideas and snippets for this one, but the scope creep became kind of intimidating, so I don’t know if I’ll ever finish any part of this story.

Emma

Snowed in AU: An AU in which the Woodhouses, the Knightleys and Mr Elton do get snowed in at Randalls on Christmas Eve. Mr Elton drinks more wine than in canon, his proposal is even worse, and events butterfly away from there. This one I’m actually actively working on at the moment (but that doesn’t necessarily mean it will ever be finished).

P&P + Emma crossover

P&P + Emma: Elizabeth’s trip with the Gardiners is cancelled and she persuades her father to forbid Lydia’s trip to Brighton, so the meeting at Pemberley doesn’t happen and Lydia never elopes. Instead, Elizabeth is invited by the Gardiners to visit some of their relatives in a little town called Highbury – and coincidentally, Mr Darcy and his sister happen to have family there too. The additional characters cause further complications in the already convoluted plot of Emma.

Northanger Abbey

To Rip What You Sew: A very short little Henry/Catherine piece inspired by a stupid pun. I need to find a suitable Gothic novel to reference before moving forward with this one.

April Lady (Georgette Heyer)

April Lady canon divergence: I actually have a preliminary summary for this one: “A dresser’s discretion and a kiss that is not interrupted put Lord and Lady Cardross on a different path towards reconciliation.” I’ve got most of the story written, but it’s been sitting and waiting for editing inspiration for a few years because I wasn’t quite happy with some parts of the plot.

Permanently abandoned WIPs from fandoms that I’ve moved away from

Yuri!!! On Ice

Yuuri of Green Gables: An AU idea inspired by L.M. Montgomery’s works. I only have a very vague recollection of what the plot was supposed to be, but I remember that it would have spanned from Yuuri’s childhood through his university years and that Yuuri became an artist. There was also a dramatic romantic resolution involving a broken engagement. I also had plans for a sequel that involved Yuuri getting measles and hallucinating. All in all it was a sprawling project that never got much beyond a 12,000-word bullet point plan and a few draft scenes.

Stand Still, Stay Silent

A Dangerous Midsummer: An AU in which Emil went to Finland with a group of cleansers after the first adventure and (of course) ended up working with Lalli. I remember that the story involved troll-hunting shenanigans, swamps, midsummer traditions and eventual romance.

Bedtime stories and lullabies: A story about Onni’s childhood, exploring his relationship with his family through bedtime stories and lullabies.

Tuuli Hollola: A fic about Tuuli Hollola from Kaino’s perspective.

Side effects: A story from Year 0 told through clinical trial documentation.

The Swedish mage: A story about a Swedish original character who accidentally found out that he was a mage during a visit to Norway. I remember that the dreamworld was involved, but I think I hadn’t quite worked out the entire plot when I abandoned the story.

I generally only post stories that are completely or almost completely pre-written, so these WIPs fortunately aren’t sitting abandoned on AO3 causing me stress. Most of them will probably never see the light of day, but they were fun to work on nonetheless!

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You may have understood it from my recent reblog of drawings related to the Disney live-action film The Little Mermaid: I actually went to see this film for which I had a lot of fears, reservations, a priori.. I'm not going to review the film here and now, but know that I enjoyed it. It will never be legal from the 1989 animated film - like all other live-action. However, one of the positive points of the film is the romantic relationship between Prince Eric and Princess Ariel.

Prince Eric is well embodied and that's why I wanted to make a ranking of the best Disney Princes in my opinion in live-action films.

I made this classification by judging whether the actor who played the male character was faithful to the original character, or, if he brought something new, it served the plot of the film and allowed to flesh out its character.

The question of the physical beauty was important: do we recognize the character, is he beautiful but is he reduced to his beauty?

I also took into account the chemistry with the heroine, because I chose films in which the Princess is at the center of the story (except perhaps for Aladdin (2019)): these couples are iconic, but was the chemistry between the Prince and the heroine similar, better or worse than in the original animated film?

Acting and presence were therefore my main points of judgment.

The ranking goes from worst to best.

7. Yoson An as Chen Hong Hui in the live-action Mulan (2020) 🐉. Li Shang is a good character in the anime, sexy, funny (not always, but especially in the sequel, Mulan II) and brave. But in the film with actors it is totally eclipsed and does not manage to really exist. The actor Yoson An is very handsome, but his character is forgettable and it's a shame because there was the potential to exploit the character's real or supposed bisexuality. I know Li Shang is considered bisexual by some and honestly I see him that way too. In the live action, they didn't want to make him a superior of Mulan so as not to show a woman falling in love with her boss... except that they don't even fall in love! Perhaps Chen Hong Hui will be better exploited in a sequel...

6. Dan Stevens as the Prince/Beast in the live action Beauty and the Beast (2017) 🥀. What a desappointment. I had discovered Dan Stevens in the excellent television series Downtown Abbey, and since then he has had various roles where he is not just the handsome man. Here, Dan Stevens only appears at the very beginning and at the very end, we can't get attached to him and he doesn't even have the first name Adam which is supposed to be that of the Prince in the animated film! Dan Stevens is very handsome, of course, but only in his blue wedding outfit, and the scene lasts 1 minute! No charisma, no chemistry with Belle... A real waste for a complex character who is also handsome and masculine.

5. Brenton Thwaites as Prince Philip in Maleficent (2014) 🐴. This role is the one that made Australian actor Brenton Thwaites known to the general public. In the film, he's cute and smiling and we feel a beginning of complicity with Aurore, but unfortunately it's too fast to create a real chemistry. In addition to the treatment of Philip in relation to the kiss of love - which makes me think that I would almost have preferred it not to appear in the film given its uselessness - I was not at all convinced by his all-too-common physical appearance. He reminded me more of Prince Florian from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937). In short, the actor is good but for me it's not Prince Philip that I like. Besides, if you want to read an erotic fiction about Prince Philip that respects his personality more while making it gay with domination, I wrote one about him, even if there are surprises... 😜

4. Mena Massoud as Aladdin in Aladdin (2019) 🐒. Aladdin (1992) is an excellent film and its protagonist is iconic. He was one of the first heroes not to be defined by his couple, because even if his love affair with Jasmine is one of his motivations, Aladdin also exists for himself. Mena Massoud kept this humor from the character and brought a seductive side enhanced by his beauty. Yet, the actor lacked facial expressions bringing emotion to his journey. Live-action Aladdin has a good personality (there are even some never-before-seen moments like his bonding with the Genie as well as dancing with Jasmine at the ball). In fact, the problem is that the actor Mena Massoud is crushed by the charisma of Will Smith, the beauty if the actor who played Jafar, as well as the performance of Naomi Scott who fleshed out the character of Princess Jasmine (especially with Talking). Mena Massoud was handsome as Aladdin, but it's partly thanks to his costumes which were amazing (especially his wedding outift, which is exactly how i imagine an Arabian Prince 😍). I am inspired by this Aladdin to write a story about him but i would like him to be gay, like maybe falling in love with Prince Anders (the white Russian prince in the movie). I worship Prince Anders (so handsome and he wears furs 🥵), so if you have suggestions about him, don't hesitate. If there's going to be a sequel to this live-action, I really hope it's an original story and not a pasted copy of The Return of Jafar. Otherwise, I wrote an Aladdin story in two parts. For those who haven't read it, I recommend it because I tried to make it funny, original, romantic and erotic. 😁

3. Harris Dickinson as Prince Philip in Maleficent: Mistress of Evil (2019). ⚔️ Released the year of the 50th anniversary of the animated film Sleeping Beauty (1959) - my favorite Disney film - this live action is among my favorites. However, I must admit that Prince Philip, if he is more handsome and more active in this film, still does not have this funny and heroic, combative and romantic personality which made me love him. He is handsome, but not so handsome either. I have nothing against actor Harris Dickinson who inspired me more when he played in Kingsman - First Mission, but I find that he does not have enough personality (despite a few funny moments) to be interesting. If I put this Philip so high in the ranking, it's for his relationship with Aurora, which is more developed. Prince Philip and Princess Aurora are very cute, touching. I am currently working on a story about this version of Prince Philip, which will be very unexpected. I can't say much now!

This is the link of the story inspired by Harris Dickinson's character in Kingman - First Mission, one of my most original stories.

2. Richard Madden as Kit in Cinderella (2015) 💎. To start, I'm going to end the suspense directly by saying that Kit is embodied by the most beautiful actor on this list. Richard Madden was already playing one of my favorite characters in Game Of Thrones. Since then, this very handsome gay man has become a sex symbol and a very talented actor who has played in various films where he is always sexy but also charismatic and interesting. In Cinderella (2015), Richard Madden deepens the character of Prince Henry in Cinderella (1950) and its sequels. This discreet character is a pretext and a trophy for Cinderella, he does not have his own existence and personality before the film Cinderella - A Twist in Time (the best Disney animated sequel). Kit is much more enterprising, has a political role, decision-making power. His couple with Ella is better because they learns to know and love each other. Besides, Richard Madden is gorgeous, with bright blue eyes and a dazzling smile, and wears uniforms that suit him very well: beauty is not what defines a prince charming (Disney), but it would be a lie to say that this does not contribute to his assessment. I love that Kit alternates between funny and emotional moments (especially with his dad). I leave you the link of my story inspired by Henry in Cinderella (1950) which is in my opinion one of my best.

Jonah Hauer-King as Prince Eric in The Little Mermaid (2023) 🌊. This film will have aroused many debates on which I will not go back. What's too bad is that all the negative reviews have overshadowed the positives, like the fact that Prince Eric is really good. Like many people, I was concerned to learn that director Rob Marshall considered the 1989 animated film's Prince Eric lacking in personality (as if to denigrate the basic character in order to praise the live-action's version of Eric). The worst is that the promotion of the film was built on the fact that the notion of consent would be included in the song Kiss the girl, when this was not the case! Still, Prince Eric is a character where I feared the film would change his ending, with him not ending with Ariel. However, this is one of the most beautiful Disney couples in my opinion, very cute (in both animated and live-action versions). Jonah Hauer-King brings Prince Eric a (questionable but coherent) past, and it is shown that he has come to be loved by his people for his talents and skills, that he is a simple man with dreams and values. Admittedly, Eric is courageous, but he is also cultured and funny, protective and dreams of emancipation like Ariel. If Hailey Bailey was excellent in Ariel, it must be said that she forms an awesome couple with Jonah Hauer-King as Prince Eric. The chemistry between them is undeniable, they have plenty of moments of complicity. If there is a sequel I hope Prince Eric will have a better turnout than in The Little Mermaid 2 - Return to the Sea (2000). Jonah Hauer-King didn't seem pretty enough to me to be Prince Eric at first, because Eric is the second most handsome Disney prince after Philip. Above all, I love Eric for his personality and character, his funny facial expressions and also his concern for others (his dog, his butler, Ariel). In this film, he is more than a Prince, he is a hero and we feel the love between Ariel and him. And i was wrong : he is very handsome as Eric (so tall, great smile, nice hairs). I leave you with an article about Jonah Hauer-King as Prince Eric.

Surprisingly, this ranking is similar to the one of the movies from these Princes are coming.

7. Mulan (2020)

6. Beauty and the Beast (2017)

5. Maleficent (2014)

4. The Little Mermaid (2023)

3. Aladdin (2019)

2. Maleficent - Mistress of Evil (2019)

1. Cinderella (2015)

And i propose you a little game at the end of this article about your favorite Disney prince from a live action (don't hesitate to tell me your ranking in the comments or by messages).

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Vous l'avez peut-être compris à mes récents reblogs de dessins liés au film live-action Disney La Petite Sirène : jai effectivement été voir ce film pour lequel j'avais beaucoup de craintes, de réserves, d'à-priori... Je ne vais pas faire une critique du film ici et maintenant, mais sachez que j'ai bien aimé. Il ne sera jamais légal du film d'animation de 1989 - comme tous les autres live-action.

Néanmoins l'un des points positifs du film est la relation amoureuse entre le Prince Eric et la Princesse Ariel. Le Prince Eric est bien incarné, et c'est pourquoi j'ai voulu faire un classement des meilleurs Princes Disney selon moi dans les films live-action.

J'ai fait ce classement en jugeant si l'acteur ayant incarné le personnage masculin était fidèle au personnage d'origine, ou, s'il apportait quelque chose de nouveau, cela servait à l'intrigue du film et permettait d'étoffer son personnage.

La question du physique était importante : est-ce-que l'on reconnaît le personnage, est-il beau mais est-il réduit à sa beauté ?

J'ai aussi pris en compte l'alchimie avec l'héroïne, car j'ai choisi des films dans lesquels la Princesse est au centre de l'histoire (sauf peut-être pour Aladdin (2019)) : ces couples sont iconiques, mais l'alchimie entre le Prince et l'héroïne était-elle semblable, meilleure ou pire que dans le film d'animation d'origine ?

Le jeu d'acteur et la présence étaient donc mes principaux points de critère de jugement.

Le classement va du pire jusqu'au meilleur.

7. Yoson An dans le rôle de Chen Hong Hui dans le live-action Mulan (2020) 🐉. Li Shang est un bon personnage dans le film d'animation, sexy, drôle (pas toujours, mais surtout dans la suite, Mulan II) et courageux. Or dans le film avec acteurs il est totalement éclipsé et ne parvient pas à exister réellement. L'acteur Yoson An est très beau, mais son personnage est oubliable et c'est dommage car il y avait le potentiel d'exploiter la bisexualité réelle ou supposée du personnage. Je sais que Li Shang est considéré comme bisexuel par certains et honnêtement je le vois aussi comme cela. Dans le live action, ils ont voulu ne pas en faire un supérieur hiérarchique de Mulan pour ne pas montrer une femme tomber amoureuse de son patron.... sauf qu'ils ne tombent même pas amoureux ! Peut-être Chen Hong Hui sera mieux exploité dans une suite (il semblerait qu'il y en ait une....).

6. Dan Stevens dans le rôle du Prince / la Bête dans le live action La Belle et la Bête (2017) 🥀. Quelle déception. J'avais découvert Dan Stevens dans l'excellente série télévisée Downtown Abbey, et depuis il a eu des rôles variés où il n'est pas juste le bel homme. Ici, il n'apparaît qu'au tout début et à la toute fin, on ne peut pas s'attacher à lui et il n'a même pas le prénom Adam qui est censé être celui du Prince dans le film d'animation ! Il est très beau, bien sûr, mais seulement dans sa tenue bleue de marié, et la scène dure 1 minute ! Aucun charisme, pas d'alchimie avec Belle... Un vrai gâchis pour un personnage complexe qui en plus est beau et masculin.

5. Brenton Thwaites en Prince Philip dans Maléfique (2014) 🐴. Ce rôle est celui qui a fait connaître l'acteur australien Brenton Thwaites au grand public. Dans le film, il est mignon et souriant et on sent un début de complicité avec Aurore, mais malheureusement c'est trop rapide pour créer une vraie alchimie. En plus du traitement de Philippe par rapport au baiser d'amour - ce qui me fait penser que j'aurais presque préféré qu'il n'apparaisse pas dans le film étant donné son inutilité - je n'ai pas du tout été convaincu par son apparence physique bien trop commune. Il me faisait davantage penser au Prince Florian de Blanche-Neige et les Sept Nains (1937). Bref, l'acteur est bon mais pour moi ce n'est pas le Prince Philippe que j'aime. D'ailleurs, si vous voulez lire une fiction érotique sur le Prince Philippe qui respecte davantage sa personnalité tout en rendant cela gay avec de la domination, j'en ai écrit une sur lui, même s'il y a des surprises... 😜

4. Mena Massoud en Aladdin dans Aladdin (2019) 🐒. Aladdin (1992) est un excellent film et son protagoniste est iconique. Il a été l'un des premiers héros à ne pas être défini par son couple, car même si son histoire d'amour avec Jasmine est l'une de ses motivations, Aladdin existe aussi pour lui-même. Mena Messoud a gardé du personnage cet humour et a apporté un côté séducteur avantagé par sa beauté. Pourtant, l'acteur manquait d'expressions faciales apportant de l'émotion à son parcours. Aladdin du live-action a une bonne personnalité (il y a même des moments inédits comme son rapprochement avec le Génie ainsi que la danse avec Jasmine au bal). En fait, le problème est que l'acteur est écrasé par le charisme de Will Smith, la beauté de l'acteur de Jafar, ainsi que la performance de Naomi Scott qui a étoffé le personnage de la Princesse Jasmine (surtout avec Parler). Mena Massoud est très beau, mais c'est en partie grâce à ses sublimes costumes (notamment sa tenue de mariage 😍, qui est la façon dont j'imagine un Prince arabe). J'aimerais bien écrire une histoire gay sur ce Aladdin, mais j'aime aussi énormément le Prince Anders (le Prince russe dans ce film) qui est très beau et porte de la fourrure 🥵. Si vous avez des suggestions de scénario avec lui / eux, n'hésitez pas. S'il doit y avoir une suite à ce live-action, j'espère vraiment que ce sera une histoire originale et non un copié collé du film Le Retour de Jafar. Sinon, j'ai écrit une histoire sur Aladdin en deux parties. Pour ceux qui ne l'ont pas lu, je vous la conseille car j'ai essayé de rendre cela drôle, inédit, romantique et érotique. 🥵

3. Harris Dickinson en Prince Philippe dans Maléfique - Le Pouvoir du Mal (2019) ⚔️. Sorti l'année des 50 ans du film d'animation La Belle Au Bois Dormant (1959) - mon film Disney préféré - ce live action est parmi mes préférés. Pourtant, je dois avouer que le Prince Philippe, s'il est plus beau et plus actif dans ce film, n'a toujours pas cette personnalité drôle et héroïque, combative et romantique qui m'a fait l'aimer. Il est beau, mais pas non plus si beau que cela. Je n'ai rien contre l'acteur Harris Dickinson qui m'a davantage inspiré lorsqu'il a joué dans Kingsman - First Mission, mais je trouve qu'il n'a pas assez de personnalité (malgré quelques moments marrants) pour être intéressant. Si je le met aussi haut dans le classement c'est pour son couple avec Aurore qui est davantage développé. Le Prince Philippe et la Princesse Aurore sont très mignons, drôles et touchants. Je travaille actuellement sur une fiction inspirée par cette version du Prince Philippe,.... avec quelques surprises !

2. Richard Madden en Kit dans Cendrillon (2015) 💎. Pour commencer, je vais mettre fin au suspens directement en disant que Kit est incarné par le plus beau des acteurs de cette liste. Richard Madden jouait déjà l'un de mes personnages préférés dans Game Of Thrones. Depuis ce très bel homme gay est devenu un sex-symbol et un acteur très talentueux qui a joué dans des films variés où il est toujours sexy mais aussi charismatique et intéressant. Dans Cendrillon, Richard Madden approfondit le personnage du Prince Henri dans Cendrillon (1950) et ses suites. Ce personnage discret est un prétexte et un trophée pour Cendrillon, il n'a pas d'existence propre et de personnalité avant le film Le Sortilège de Cendrillon (la meilleure suite animée Disney). Kit est beaucoup plus entreprenant, a un rôle politique, un pouvoir décisionnaire. Son couple avec Ella est bien plus attendrissant, ils apprennent à se connaître et à s'aimer. En plus Richard Madden est sublime, avec des yeux bleus brillants et un sourire éclatant, et porte des uniformes qui lui vont très bien : la beauté n'est pas ce qui définit un prince charmant (Disney), mais ce serait mentir de dire que cela ne participe pas à son appréciation. J'aime que Kit alterne entre les moments drôles et émouvants (surtout avec son père). Je vous laisse le lien de mon histoire inspirée par Henri dans Cendrillon (1950) qui est selon moi une de mes meilleures.

Jonah Hauer-King en Prince Éric dans La Petite Sirène (2023) 🌊. Ce film aura suscité bien des débats sur lesquels je ne reviendrais pas. Ce qui est dommage c'est que toutes les critiques négatives ont éclipsés les points positifs, comme le fait que le Prince Eric est vraiment réussi. Comme beaucoup de personnes, j'ai été inquiet d'apprendre que le réalisateur Rob Marshall considérait que le Prince Eric du film d'animation de 1989 manquait de personnalité (comme s'il fallait dénigrer le personnage de base pour vanter celui du live-action). Le pire, c'est que la promotion du film s'est bati sur le fait que la notion de consentement serait inclue dans la chanson Embrasse la, alors que cela n'a pas été le cas ! Malgré tout, le Prince Eric est un personnage où je craignais que le film change sa fin, et qu'il ne finisse pas avec Ariel. Or, c'est l'un des plus beaux couples Disney selon moi, très mignon. Jonah Hauer-King apporte au Prince Éric un passé (discutable mais cohérent), et l'on montre qu'il a réussi à être aimé de son peuple pour ses talents et compétences, qu'il est un homme simple qui a des rêves et des valeurs. Certes il est courageux mais en plus il est cultivé et drôle, protecteur et rêve d'émancipation à l'instar de Ariel. Si Hailey Bailey était excellente en Ariel, il faut dire qu'elle forme un couple génial avec Jonah Hauer-King en Prince Éric. L'alchimie entre eux est indéniable, ils ont pleins de moments de complicité. S'il y a une suite j'espère que le Prince Eric aura une meilleure participation que dans le film La Petite Sirène 2 - Retour à l'Océan (2000). Jonah Hauer-King ne me semblait d'abord pas assez joli pour être le Prince Eric car Eric est le deuxième plus beau prince Disney après Philippe. Surtout, j'aime Éric pour sa personnalité et son caractère, ses expressions faciales drôles et aussi son souci des autres (son chien, son majordome, Ariel). Dans ce film, il est plus qu'un Prince, il est un héros et on sent l'amour entre Ariel et lui. Et j'ai eu tort : Jonah Hauer-King est très beau, il est immense et musclé, avec un sourire charmant et des cheveux soyeux. Je vous laisse avec un article concernant Jonah Hauer-King en Eric du live-action.

Le classement des princes est presque similaire à celui que je ferais des live-action auxquels ils appartiennent.

7. Mulan (2020)

6. La Belle et la Bête (2017)

5. Maléfique (2014)

4. La Petite Sirène (2023)

3. Aladdin (2019)

2. Maléfique - Le Pouvoir du Mal (2019)

1. Cendrillon (2015)

Maintenant que j'ai parlé des Princes Disney en live-action, je vous invite à me dire votre propre classements en commentaires ou par messages, et à répondre à cette question.

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