“I- I don’t understand! Adrien, there’s a wedding dress in there! A wedding dress, and it’s not mine!”
“Darling, please—“
“Please just tell me you bought it for me! I- I’ll overlook the cigarette burns on it and the way it got stained, just please tell me it wasn’t meant for someone else! Tell me the truth!”
Adrien thought for a second, chewing his lower lip.
“I’ve always been meant to love you, Marinette,” he said, his guilt only compounding with how much he had to force that name out of his mouth. “…But I didn’t choose to.”
Marinette was dizzy from weeping, and she was not the person who knew how to sift through his riddles and ways of obfuscating truth. “…What do you mean..?”
He couldn’t look at her as he said it. He wouldn’t want to look at Marinette ever again. Had he ever wanted to?
“Please don’t say you’re cheating on me,” she whispered.
“…No. If anything,” he paused, feeling compelled to look her in the eyes but refusing to, “I’ve always felt like I’ve been cheating on her, with you. And I never even wanted it.”
Forgetting who the dress belonged to, Marinette clutched it to her chest like a child. “Never wanted what? Me? We’ve been married, we’ve been in love for all this time and you never even meant it?”
“No, I have, you just weren’t my first choice—“
She was going through the rest of the box now, scattering the contents across his closet. “What else am I going to find in here, Adrien? Love letters? Lockets? Wedding rings? Did I ever mean anything to you?”
“We didn’t even have the chance to do such a thing, Marinette!”
“The chance?! —Adrien, we have children together now! You expected to hide this from all of us for the rest of our miserable lives?!” Her tears only grew louder and more fervent upon finding the jackets—each neatly folded, with the smell of his lost love still lingering. “You’re not the man I feel in love with! Or— Or maybe you are! And I just fell in love with a sick, miserable man! How dare you, Adrien Agresté.”
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k i’ve been trying to articulate this in the right way for a while. but i feel like after last episode, i’m going to try.
a recurring theme of succession is the cyclical nature of abuse and history and with that comes the popular fan theory that the ending for the three youngest roy siblings following the pattern of logan and his siblings, rose and ewan.
so with that, i’ve been trying to decide if that were to happen, who would be who. and i’ve come up with multiple scenarios:
kendall as rose - death
the easiest option for a sibling to die is ken. not saying i want this (DEFINITELY NOT) nor believe it (i think it might be too easy)
with that you get two options:
shiv as logan and roman as ewan or
shiv as ewan and roman as logan
HOWEVER ANOTHER SCENARIO THAT I THINK WOULD BE ALMOST MORE TRAGIC IS
roman as rose - death
i think roman presents as an interesting case to be the sibling that dies because it would be the end result of logan’s lifelong abuse towards him and even noah’s abuse of logan. roman’s death would also complete kendall’s and shiv’s arcs. hear me out, if roman dies (out of guilt for his dad, sadness, or something else), it would destroy both ken and shiv, but in different ways. roman’s death would serve almost as a catalyst for both: kendall to fully leave waystar behind and become a cynic of the world for taking away his little brother, someone who he wanted to protect. and for shiv, it would reaffirm her drive to be the ceo because she wouldn’t be able to focus on roman’s death without it destroying her. rather she would put that energy into work and being the best. so with kendall’s arc throughout the series, we see him struggle with being the chosen son, juggling his family’s wants versus his needs. but with roman’s death and his dad gone, he would finally be able to walk away. to get out. while shiv’s arc, on the other hand, has been her struggle to gain power as a woman. she is as good, maybe even better, than logan at waystar but people don’t respect her because she is logan’s daughter rather than son. but with her brothers out of the picture, that clears the path for her reign to begin.
so all together, there is only one way it goes if roman dies:
shiv as logan and kendall as ewan
in no situation do i see shiv being rose or kendall being logan because that’s not in their character. shiv is too much of a dynamic character rather than a tragic one for me to see her as rose. and with kendall, the whole reason he hasn’t been able to become (permanent) CEO is because he isn’t like logan. those self hating and self destructive tendencies make it incredibly difficult for ken to become like logan.
ultimately, i think this next episode is CRUCIAL for predictions on the rest of the season. and in reality, i want none of them to die and instead, for them to all be happy running waystar and i guess pierce?? together. with romangerri and shiv in her satisfied, content single era and kenstewy.
ps i might be completely wrong in everything i just wrote but just my thoughts
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A TECHNIQUE FROM SHIFTOK THAT WILL GET YOU INTO THE VOID RIGHT AWAY ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡
So there's been a new technique that was developed from @rima shifting on tiktok and it's been getting really popular. If you wondering, " can we use shifting techniques to enter the void state? ", yes you can! Don't worry, you won't shift realities lol, but you can use them to affirm for the void state <3 . The original creator ( rima) has said after using this technique, she's shifted to multiple parallel realities on the first day using this.
✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹
♡ How does this technique work?
It's involves the Wim hof breathing technique and pink noise. It's very easy to do and you will get into the void state on your first try using this ♡. Wait, ik some of y'all think that wim hof breathing is very fast pace, but there's an alternative which is the beginners one and people still shifted using that. Wim hof breathing is the best when you're trying to relax and release all stress/ doubts because it makes your thought process slow down by releasing dmt NATURALLY. This technique works by putting your body and mind into a deep trance state, whereby after you can start affirming for the void state. And don't worry, if you fall asleep because this method also helps you to lucid dream. If you do so happen to fall asleep while attempting this method, you're might find yourself in a lucid dream, you can affirm for a portal or dream character to take you straight into the void state.
♡ Technique in full detail :
1. You attempt this technique before bed, morning or during the day. Whatever time suits you the best <3.
2. Go to YouTube and search " wim hof breathing " or " wim hof breathing for beginner's ".
3. Play the meditation and follow all the steps, it's guided for you ♡. It's completely ok to take breaks any part of the video.
4. After the meditation finishes play the pink nosie. You can make a YouTube playlist and add these 2 videos. So the pink noise will automatically play after the meditation finishes. Also loves, you don't have 2 add the pink nosie, you can add your fav subliminal or theta waves, etc.
5. Start affirming for the void state, you will reach the void really fast because you already in a trance like state.
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Click on the images to see the results of this technique. You can see the full comment section on the video, just search " Wim hof pink breathing method "on tiktok.
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It was Adrien Agresté’s wedding day... Not like he particularly gave a shit.
It was late at night, in the interim between the hideous ordeal that was the ceremony and the reception that was to occur the next day. Of course, anyone in their right mind would balk at the idea of extending the entire wedding across two days, whether for ego or to demonstrate a particular level of wealth or influence, but the media had eaten the idea up like nuts. Marinette especially had been insisted that this was the most romantic thing to do, to give each part of the wedding its own day to shine.
…But that wasn’t the reason Adrien had insisted upon it. And it especially wasn’t the reason he had put off consummation of the marriage.
Giddy as any newlywed should usually be, Adrien exchanged his tuxedo for a casual green sweater and chinos; He donned reading glasses he had left alone for years; He slipped off his Miraculous and set it on his nightstand. And, taking one last look at his old room before it would inevitably be overrun by a second person…. Adrien slipped out the window and down a ladder, just like old times.
He had done it! After two years of agony, he had done it! His contract to happiness had been fulfilled, his debt to destiny paid in full. Adrien couldn’t help but shout with an inappropriate joy as he ran through the streets like some sort of madman, barreling over stopped cars and through groups of passerby, across street corner after street corner after street corner until he reached Place de Bastille. He knew how to get to the café from there; He’d etched the memory deep into his heart.
And at 23:00 in the evening, Claudia Perreault got an unexpected costumer at the Cafe L’Automne.
“Adrien—“
He dashed over to give her the kiss he’d been saving for her since the very day they parted. Even as he had to cut it off to let himself catch his breath, Adrien still kept himself within a kiss’s reach, just so he’d be ready for another.
“I- I missed you so much, Claudia,” he panted, marveling at the sight of her once more. Her hair had been dyed this wonderful fuchsia, and in an instant Adrien wished his wedding had been filled with nothing but. Fuchsia bouquets, a fuchsia pocket square, fuchsia bowtie and fuchsia altar. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this.”
Claudia checked her watch. “I’d say it was probably, like… two years, give or take. Maybe less.”
Adrien pushed the counter door open, taking Claudia by the hand and pulling her out into the dining area of the café, twirling her past cleaned tables and stacked chairs. “God, Claudia, you’re as perfect as the day I lost you! If only-“
Adrien stopped for a moment, then remembered the other ring still on his hand. He pulled their hands together and leaned in to give Claudia another kiss, but his first love was not as easily fooled as Marinette was... And Claudia had taken the ring long before Adrien could remove it himself.
“If only what?” She asked, eyeing the ring distrustfully. Adrien hoped she hadn’t been paying attention to the local news lately, though perhaps it was a bit too late to hope such a thing.
Adrien sighed, before pulling her in and trying again, this time with words and not actions: “If only you were the woman I exchanged rings with today,” he spoke, caressing Claudia’s cheek. “I’ll forever wish that was the case.”
“Uhm- I’m sorry— Today?!” Claudia extended an arm to force her ex-lover further apart from her, eyebrows knit together in exasperation. “Oh, god, Adrien,” she muttered, pinching the bridge with her nose, “How many hours ago did you get married?”
“Well, maybe like, eight or nine.” Adrien took his wedding band back from Claudia, only to slip it into his pocket. “-But it was a necessary sacrifice! You remember, don’t you?”
“Yes, I know, but within the same 24 hours?” Even when she was annoyed at him, she was still so beautiful. “That’s really the most damning part, Adrien. You couldn’t bear to wait a day?”
“God, no. -Hell, I’m disappointed you don’t offer catering, I would’ve had you be there with me if you did.”
“Yeah, ‘cause it’s every woman’s dream to be catering for her ex’s wedding. Right.” Claudia tried to walk back to the cafe’s counter, only for Adrien to grab her by the hand.
“They wouldn’t have to know…” he smiled, spinning her around again with just as much passion in that single move as he’d probably give for the entire of his first dance with his wife the day after.
Claudia just rolled her eyes at him, her lips pursed together. “Until they found you cornering me in the bathroom, that is.”
“Oh, baby, I would never~”
“Corner me in the bathroom, or cheat on your fiancée during your own wedding?”
Adrien paused for a moment. “The former,” he sighed. “Just the former. …It would be to one of the bedrooms that I’d try to whisk you away.”
Claudia just shook her head at the notion, exasperated. As romantic as this man was, it was apparently in all the wrong places. “I don’t know what I’ll do with you, Eddí…”
“You could always ma—“ Nope! Can’t say that anymore! You already are! “…You could hear me out. Let me visit every once in a while, let me stay the night, perhaps…”
“Is there such a thing as aiding and abetting in an adultery?” She muttered to herself. “Or would I not count if I’m the mistress?”
“She’s the mistress, sweetheart, not you,” he lied. “The rings don’t really mean anything,” he lied again. “I want to make it work with you even despite these circumstances.”
“…Right.” Claudia rolled her eyes again. “You can start by going back home, Eddí. Give it at least a month, okay?”
A month. Yeah, he could wait a month.
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