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swiftieblyth · 2 months

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Tangled Filming

warnings- Eugene’s death scene, fluff, Tom and Y/N take a bath together but nothing spicy or anything. Lady joins in as well, talks of have kids

“Okay, ready?” The director asked, as Tom got in the window and yousat on the ground with a gag in her mouth. Allison Janney stepped to the side. “Action!”

“Rapunzel,” Tom called, in his American accent, jumping in from the window. “I thought I’d never see you again!”

Allison came up behind Tom and stabbed him with a fake dagger, Tom gasped and fell to the ground, putting a hand up to where he got stabbed, putting the fake blood on it.

You called out as best you could with the gag on, tears coming to your eyes as you watched Tom.

“Now, look what you’ve done, Rapunzel,” Allison said. “Oh, don’t worry dear. Our secret will die with him. And as for us?” She said, walking up to you. We are going where no one will ever find you, again.” As she said that you started to squirm and fight her. “Rapunzel, really! Enough already! Stop Fighting Me!”

You spit the gag out, and stopped moving. “No! I won’t stop. For every minute of the rest of my life, i will fight. I will never stop trying to get away from you. But, if you let me save him… I will go with you.”

“No,” Tom moaned, weakly, making your heart hurt. “No, Rapunzel.”

“I’ll never run, I’ll never try to escape,” you continued, tears falling down to your cheeks. “Just let me heal him. And you and I will be together. Forever, just like you want. Everything will be the way it was. I promise. Just let me heal him.”

Allison sighed, then put a handcuff on Tom. “In case you get any ideas about following us.”

“Eugene!” You yelled, running to Tom. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” you cried. “Everything is going to be okay, though.”

“No, Rapunzel.”

“I promise, you have to trust me,” you cried.

“But if you do this…” Tom started, weakly wiping a tear away.

“Shh,” you let out, gingerly grabbing his hand.

“Then you will die.”

“hey. It’s gonna be alright.”

“Rapunzel, wait.”

“Eugene, what?” You asked.

Tom weakly reached for a glass edge and used it to take off your wig, revealing your brunette bob. You gasped a strangled sob as you watched him.

“No!” Allison yelled, moving around the set. “No…No! What have you done?! What have you done?!” She looks at her reflection. “No, no, no! No!” She goes to the window and falls out, you reach out for her but don’t get her.

Tom groaned, and you ran back to him, crying.

“No, no, no, no, Eugene,” you cried, bringing Tom to lay his head in your lap, bringing his hand up tk your hair as you started to sing. “Flower gleam and glow. Let your power shine. Make the clock reverse. Bring back what once was mine.”

“Rapunzel,” Tom groaned weakly.

“What?”

“You were my new dream.”

“And you were mine.”

“Cut!” Th director yelled.

You started sobbing even more and through yourself on top of Tom, arms around him with all your strength.

Tom wrapped his arms around you tight and rubbed you back, as you sobbed into his chest.

“I’m okay, love,” Tom cooed, stroking your hair. “I’m right here, I’m right here. It wasn’t real. I’m okay.”

“I never want to do that again,” you cried, voice muffled by his chest.

“We won’t darling, we don’t have to do it again. I’m so sorry.”

You both heard a whimper as Lady came running to you. She climbed onto Tom’s chest, and nudged her face on your head, letting out another whimper.

“Mummy, going to be okay, darling.” Tom explained as Lady licked the side of your face. “Love, how about we get you back to the cottage?”

“Will you carry me?” You asked.

“Of course love, can you hold Lady?”

“Yeah.” You nodded. You picked up Lady and smiled as she licked your face, trying to make you feel better. “Hi darling. I’m okay. I’m okay.”

💜💜💜

You got back to your cottage rental, and Tom carried you to the bed, putting you down on it, and kneeling beside you, looking up and cupping your face.

“Do you want to talk about it love?” You shook your head as another tear fell. “That’s okay. That’s okay, do you want to take a hot bubble bath?”

“Will you join me?” You asked, as another tear fell.

“Of course my love.” He smiled, wiping away your tear. “Let me go set it up, okay?”

“Okay,” you let out.

Tom got up and walked to the bathroom, while you laid on the bed with Lady by your side.

“Hi, princess,” you smiled, as she nuzzled her way into your side, licking your face. “Mommy loves you. Yes I do. And so does Daddy.”

“Okay, love,” Tom explained, walking in, smiling when he saw you and Lady snuggled up together. “The bath is ready.”

💜💜💜

“I’m sorry that was so hard my love.” Tom explained, as you both were in the nice bubble bath. Tom filled with your favorite bubble scent and your favorite color bath bomb and some lavender bath salt to help you calm down.

“It’s not your fault,” you breathed, leaning your head back on his chest, his arms wrapped around you, resting on your stomach as you wrapped yours around his. “I know it was fake, it was just so hard seeing you like that, Tommy.”

“I know my love, I know,” he breathed, kissing the back of your head. “But we don’t have to do it again.”

The two of you heard a soft bark and looked to see Lady on the other side of the tub, front paws on it, trying to get up.

“Hi, princess,” you smiled, reaching down to get her. “Do you want in?” Lady let out a yelp as you picked her up, making you and Tom smile. “You wanna take a bath with me and Daddy, don’t you?”

“Our sweet princess,” Tom smiled, as you held Lady to your chest. Lady snuggled into you chest, as you made sure to keep her cute little face above the water, as she closed her eyes.

“I think our baby’s falling asleep.”

“She’s so adorable, just like our other kids will be.”

“Yeah,” you smiled, closing your eyes. “Tommy?”

“Yeah?”

“You know how we’ll be done filming before our anniversary?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you want to start tryin on our anniversary? For real this time?”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure! I really want to!”

“Then I can’t wait!”

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dreaming-in-seams · 1 year

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Rapunzel wrapped her arms around his neck. “You don’t need to be so nervous, I’m not gonna break.”

Messy sketch of a moment from Chapter 5 of my Tangled fic This Beautiful Mess. It’s not an exciting chapter, but I like how it turned out!

NEW CHAPTER UP ON AO3!!!!

#tangled #eugene fitzherbert #rapunzel #new dream #tangled au #tangled fanfiction #This Beautiful Mess #chapter 5

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sleepdeprivedlilbean · 4 months

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Siggghhhhh I blame @dreemurr-skelememer for this 😒

close ups and info under the cut

Idk what higher power convinced me from 11pm - 5am to just HAVE to draw Dream and Nightmare as horses from mlp (god dammit I’ve never even watched mlp) but HERE WE ARE

I put waaay to much time into these drawings not to color them so once I line them I’ll do that

Hopefully-

Anyway I wasn’t sure how to incorporate Nightmare’s tentacles in this design, buuut here were a couple of things I wanted to do/design choices and why:

I wanted to make them both alicorns with Nightmare having webbed wings (with hints of feathers and trauma)

I decided Nightmare was going to have armor and a royal vibe/aesthetic (like the king he is)

He also has horseshoes with pointed tips and ankle armor and neck armor cause yes.

I wanted to give him even more armor but I thought it would be too much

The cutie marks are their respective apples, but I wanted Nightmare to have, well, a Nightmare Moon thing going on where there was discoloration around the mark (excess of slime in this case)

I did want to incorporate sun and moon elements into the curie marks as well, but I figured I could do it in clothing instead to not overcrowd the cutie mark design and have it lose its meaning.

The slime around Nightmare’s cutie mark is constantly flowing and dripping off of him and if you looked closely his apple may appear purple instead of black through the drips

Ok while I’ve never really watched mlp I don’t live under a rock and I’m aware of how similar Luna and Celestia are to Nightmare and Dream, plus I looked up different designs and species and if you couldn’t tell Nightmare’s HEAVILY Nightmare Moon coded (she also slays btw I love her).

As for ideas about Nightmare’s tentacles I figured maybe he could have a sort of shadow magic maybe??? That acted like his tentacles in a way? Idk I’m workshopping it.

Or he could pull a Rapunzel and have his mane and tail act as his tentacles (which is kinda why his hair looks like that, as I wanted it to look slimy and thick, and for the “tentacles” a bunch of the chords would wrap together to create the tentacle like shape).

Idk mannnn I’m trying but horses and tentacles just don’t really go together juuuust sayin

I actually wasn’t gonna give Dream his cape/shawl thing cause I forgot he had it but I looked at Dream’s ref again and thought it was fitting enough.

Dream’s circlet got turned into a helmet cause I thought it would match Nightmare’s vibe a little more and I wanted to do more than just put it on his head ya know?

I’ve also been seeing designs with Dream having his hair braided and I thought it was fitting so while u can’t really see it, Dreams mane consists of a bunch of thick braids and the nape of his neck he just cut his hair cause otherwise his braids would get tangled in his wings so he said be gone lol. (Nightmare’s tail is also partially braided and I like to think he also braids his mane too into one large braid I just didn’t draw it that way :().

Ok I still have more to say but THIS IS LONG ENOUGH NAHSVAGACA

#nightmare sans #dream sans #dreamtale #kinda???#i mean they’re horses here sooo #eh i don’t care it’s fine #i wanted to make nightmare have armor and be elegant and royal #then i realized i could make their helmet/face armor stuff their crowns :)#nightmare was a pain but it was worth it #also wasn’t sure about the wings but eh could change later #eh dream looks too plain but idk what else to add before it’s too much #nightmare might be too much :/#nah he’s slaying 💅#i also have a habit of drawing nightmare first and then realize his good eye isn’t facing meeee 😩#it kills me every time

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nerissalmao · 4 months

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I’m back on Tumblr, so it’s time to talk about GAY FROZEN! The movie is gay. All of it.

Okay, not all of it. But a lot of it!

Daily reminder as I yeet myself back onto Tumblr that Elsa is freaking gay okay? That’s how we’re gonna start this and the main thesis of this bullcrap will be Elsa’s obvious gayness.

I’m sorry, but in this scene (only moments before Elsa is shown talking to Honeymaren while holding her hand and gazing at her face) there is clearly some gay stuff going on. Note the absolute HOPEFULNESS on Honey’s face when she looks at Elsa and says “you belong here, you know?” in an extra hopeful tone? And the way Elsa actually does stay there with her?!

And earlier in the movie when they’re talking to each other it looks just like that scene from Tangled where Rapunzel is talking to Eugene! If it was a girl or boy the calm and wholesome way they talk to each other while maintaining steady eye contact and all that wholesome stuff would be read as a romantic connection, yet here it’s just shrugged off by the people who watched it as friendship. Yes, it could be that, but it also could be more and y’all aren’t even willing to suggest that alternative simply because they’re both girls.

Let’s talk about Oaken! He’s gay and has a husband and kids, and it’s clearly seen in the first movie.

Yes, I’m aware the tall girl with brown hair could be his (snore) wife. But all the kids honestly look more like the possible mother other than the blonde hunk, so it doesn’t make too much sense. If that woman was the wife and mother, why does she look just like all her kids except one, and the one doesn’t even look like her or Oaken? It would make much more sense if the blonde guy, who looks older anyway, was his husband and the kids were adopted. Yes, realistic genes usually don’t mean much in animated films, but then why are Elsa and Anna and their family designed to look related? And Honeymaren and Ryder from Frozen 2 look related as well. So yeah.

BACK TO ELSA! So, you see, if Oaken is gay, it would be perfectly reasonable for her to be given if this is true the franchise has tackled gay characters before. A gay Disney Princess would be awesome and given the first two movies showcased Elsa’s own personal journey and journey to mend her relationship with her sisters, a third movie could in turn have her beginning a romantic relationship with someone who very well may be a woman, and very may well be Honeymaren given the way they behave in the second movie. It seems to me like the Frozen 2 interactions are like Raya and Namaari from Raya and the Last Dragon— homoerotically toned friendships that seem to all but outright say that the two characters are gay. Except with Honeymaren and Elsa their friendship is shown a lot less given the movie is about Elsa’s self discovery. Unless, you know, Frozen 2 is merely setting up the building blocks for them to get in a relationship later. A girl can dream.

Did any of that make sense? I hope so. Because come on, Disney. A lot of people don’t like you know and some of your actions have gone to crap, but you can at least try to fix things by ceasing to support genocide and just maybe hearing us out and giving us a gay Disney Princess— hopefully Elsa, because that girl is gay-coded as all hell.

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oigimi · 22 days

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. rapunzel - act one .

nokto x reader . 1.4k words . rapunzel au . fluff . this takes elements from disney's tangled and some from the original story! this is chapter one out of several!

She’d found herself in quite the predicament. The sorceress she was indebted to, Madame, was out, and there was a mysterious man knocked out and tied to a chair in her main room. Armed with nothing but a frying pan, Y/N was frantically pacing around wondering what to do next. Somehow he had managed to scale the walls of her tower and sneak inside, and Y/N had no choice but to take action. When he wasn’t looking, she’d knocked him out and stored him on a chair, tied up with her extraordinarily long hair that stretched leagues and leagues behind her.

There was a lot she was going to have to resolve in a short amount of time, time that was quickly slipping through her fingers. The only thing Y/N had managed to come up with was what to say when he woke up, and so she whispered it to herself, trying to divulge her train of thought along two paths at once.

“Nngh…”

Shit, he was waking up!

Y/N grabbed her frying pan and got into position, just in case somehow the man untangled himself and lept into action. She furrowed her brows as his eyelids began to lift, revealing a pair of beautiful crimson irises.

“Hey, what’s going on here-?” he demanded, struggling for a moment. His gaze shifted to Y/N, and the long, luxurious head of hair that bound him to his chair. “What the…?”

“M-my name,” she began to recite, “is Y/N L/N. Y-you have intruded upon my place of residence, and I have taken it upon myself to-”

“Is this your hair?”

She froze. “Yes, it is. I have taken it upon myself to-”

“It’s your real hair and not a wig? That’d be an impressive wig,” he laughed, shaking his head. “Sorry, sorry. This situation is so-”

“I have taken it upon myself to bind you and let you know who’s in charge around here!”

He laughed again, nodding. “Good speech. Very compelling. You can let me out now, I have no notes.”

“Why would I do that? You’re the one in my tower! I don’t know what you have planned!” Y/N held up her frying pan and scowled.

“A frying pan too? You’re full of surprises, lady,” he laughed. “I’m Nokto. Good to meet you. I’d shake your hand but you’ve kinda got me jailed up here. Can’t tell from here but I bet you give a good handshake.”

She rolled her eyes again and sat down at another chair close by. Nokto was already getting under her skin, but there was something about the name that just seemed familiar to her. She couldn’t shake it. Maybe she’d read about it in one of her fantasy novels.

“Let me guess,” he mused, “You’ve tied me up and gotten this far and now you have no idea what to do next. You don’t want to let me out but you don’t really have a plan from here. Did I get that right?”

“Hey! Not true!” Y/N smirked. “Maybe I’ll have Madame cast a spell on you when you get back for intruding. That’ll teach you not to randomly go into people’s homes.”

Nokto raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“Madame. She’s the sorceress that raised me,” she bragged, crossing her arms. “We’re gonna have to wait until she gets back and then we’ll decide what to do with you, Nokto! How do you like that?” Hah. She got him.

But instead of cowering in fear, begging for her mercy, Nokto just laughed again. “Oh? I’m guessing you have no idea who I am then.”

“How on earth am I supposed to know who you are?” Y/N stood up and went to the kitchen. “I want some tea.”

“You… seriously don’t know?” The shift in Nokto’s tone made her spin her head around. “You have genuinely no idea who I am? The face or name didn’t set off any alarm bells?”

She could have admitted that something about it made her ears perk, but since she couldn’t place the source, she decided that it was something simply not worth her time. Maybe she could pry more information from him if she kept quiet, so Y/N just shook her head. “Nope. Why, should I?”

“Just how long have you been up here? Do you… leave?”

“Leave? Why would I?”

Nokto’s face twisted again, as if she’d asked something ridiculous. It was true. Why did Y/N need to leave? The tower had safety, food, water, books, games, and of course, Madame to provide for her once in a while. The outside, while visually appealing, was full of things and people that just wanted to harm you. Diseases, famine, malice. None of those things existed within the tower.

He just looked around, and his gaze locked on the bookshelf. “You like books? Lemme tell you, the real world is more exciting than anything a bunch of paper can offer.”

“You take that back!” she hissed. “My books aren’t just ‘bunches of paper!’ They’re… They’re… I’ve learned and experienced so much more through them than the real world could offer!”

“You seriously believe that?”

“Y-” She stopped herself, but knew she couldn’t back down now. She’d said what she’d said, and she wasn’t taking it back. “Yes. Besides, you don’t get hurt in books…”

Nokto nodded slowly. “Wanna bet on it? Untie me and I’ll take you out. If you think the real world’s fun and exciting and all that, you let me go free. And if you aren’t convinced, your witch lady can cast a spell on me or whatever. Sound good?”

“You’d… You’d just risk your life on something like that?” Was he stupid or something? Maybe Nokto was all beauty and no brains. But for proposing something so ridiculous, he sure had a cocky smile on his face. He was sure of himself. “Fine. You have three days.”

“Great. Now can you untie me?”

Y/N obliged and undid her hair around Nokto’s body. He watched her work with an unbroken stare. “I can’t believe your hair’s this long. Doesn’t it bother you?” he asked, picking some of it up off the floor and pressing it above his lip like a mustache. She immediately swatted it out of his hands.

“No, actually, it doesn’t. You’ll find it has a lot of practicality, believe it or not.”

“What could be practical about having about ten tons of hair to lug around at all times? Even if it’s silky and soft~”

Y/N rolled her eyes. “Don’t try to flatter me, boy. And I’d say this is pretty practical!” She walked to the window and hung it on a hook, allowing some to fall. The ground seemed so far away, she realized. It was going to be quite the plunge to the ground, physically and emotionally. There was no reason to leave the tower, but here she was. About to practically dive out of it because some random man was pushing her to. Her gaze shifted back to Nokto, who was standing with an eyebrow raised. It was now or never, she thought.

With a deep breath, Y/N lept from the windowsill and glided down the walls, her hair providing a perfect elevator for her. She stopped herself just as she was about to hit the ground, and placed her feet. The ground was soft underneath her shoes, the grass looked nice poking around it. She was so mesmerized by the sound of the water rushing so close to her, she almost didn’t notice Nokto from way up above.

“Way to go! Alright, that’s pretty practical!” he laughed, giving a slow clap. “You’re gonna have to wait for me down there. I’m not that fast. You got a staircase or something?”

“You’re going to have to scale the walls. Sorry,” she replied, sitting down in the grass and ravishing its texture.

“Bleh. Alright, be right down.”

Nokto was able to eventually get down the tower the same way he presumably came up, scaling with a few tools in his pack. When he saw her picking flowers, a smile spread across his face. This was going to be easier than he thought.

#ikepri #ikemen prince #ikepri nokto #ikepri nokto x reader #ikeseries #ikemen prince x reader

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devilsrecreation · 3 months

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Headcanons for Ucheshi during canon events in TLG

Let Sleeping Crocs Lie-She was definitely trying to make the best of her time during the Dry Season, trying to be optimistic about the whole ordeal. She honestly didn’t mind Kiburi’s little mutiny at first since they were all desperate for some water, but what she didn’t approve was Kiburi calling for a mashindano. She actually followed Kiburi afterwards and was like “Kiburi, I’m only gonna say this cuz I care about you…but what the hell are you doing?!” and begged Kiburi to call it off. Before the mashindano, one of the other females was all “So who do you think is gonna win?” and everyone else was all “Makuu.”, Ucheshi included. She loves her big brother, but even she knows he doesn’t stand a chance. Like everyone else, she had no clue about Kiburi’s little scheme and was genuinely planning to visit him daily when he lost the mashindano. The fight itself was hard to watch, but when Kiburi revealed his plan out of the blue, it hurt her even more.

The Little Guy-I’ve already mentioned her reaction to Hodari wanting to be in the float, but as for the rest of the episode, she and the other female crocodiles were doing their own thing. And thank the spirits because Kiburi would have gotten off worse than being roared at

The Savannah Summit-After Makuu walks away from the Summit after Kion pounces on him. Ucheshi happened to be eating her lunch when he walked by. She let him confide in her and convinced him to give the other leaders another chance, which is where he was going before running into the Guard and almost falling into the trap

Battle for the Pride Lands-This would be where she finally fights against Kiburi to protect Makuu. Kiburi wasn’t initially going to surrender unlike the other Outlanders, but the moment his sister was in front of him, he had no choice but to back down for good. It was either that or fight his sister. As mad as he was at her, he could/would never dream of it. He made a promise and he intends to keep it

Her voice claim would be Mandy Moore (Rapunzel from Tangled)

I like to think if Ucheshi had a canon episode, it would be her teaching the guard how to outsmart the Outlanders rather than just fight them all the time, though she is a bit hesitant at first. When Scar hears about how the guard has outsmarted Janja, Reirei, and even Mzingo, he sends Kiburi and his float to try to stop them. It’s then when the guard realize why Ucheshi wanted to avoid fighting so much. She knew that crocodiles were the best fighters, and if she kept fighting the crocodile way, she would have to fight Kiburi, which is the last thing she wants. In her mind, if she didn’t fight, then she wouldn’t have to see Kiburi. In the end, she both outsmarts and defeats him using her fighting skills without him fighting back.

Thinking about my Makuu-Kiburi role swap au and I feel like Ucheshi would be one of Makuu’s followers since Tamka, Nduli, and Neema still stay with Kiburi. Although not stupid, she’d take Tamka’s role and lead a couple of Makuu’s other henchmen. I think it’d be interesting to see Kiburi’s reaction to his own sister being involved with Makuu’s scheme. The look of betrayal on his face would say it all

Gotta love croc angst

#idk i really like imagining my oc’s in the actual show #good for development #oc #the lion guard

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jadetheblueartist · 7 days

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List five things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last ten people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your followers, mutuals, and all the wonderful people on here! :D (feel free to ignore)

Boo yah! I’m still at it! I’m gonna be so positive hahaha (thank you for the ask @marithegemini ^^)

1. Varian from Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventures (no spoilers please, I’m only in season 2)

2. My headphones, I made a little crochet charm for them that I love

So fun :)

3. Being hilarious with my sister (this morning we went back and forth saying the words “yes” and “no” which made us laugh for a while)

4. People who are really genuine

5. Pizza (am I a ninja turtle..?)

#happy #happiness #ask #ask game #positive #positivity #:)))))))))))

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soreiya · 7 months

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Thanks for the tag @chameliyun

I’m gonna respond even though I’m not technically a writer. LMFAO

How many works do you have on ao3?

0! ;D

What's your total ao3 word count?

0 ):

What fandoms do you write for?

Currently just Tangled the Series

What are your top five fics by kudos?

Would I even get kudos if I posted something? o__o; Kinda doubt it.

Do you respond to comments?

I love responding to comments.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Typically, I write happy endings. Though if you want angst, then I’ll give you angst. Mwahahahahha~

What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All of the Small Things

Do you get hate on fics?

Nope, just in general. ;p

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

The stuff I write is relatively tame, but I have written some crack nonsense that was slightly NSFW.

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I have not, but I think it would be super fun to write a crossover story.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I have had an original story get taken, but not a fanfic. I’ve also had ideas or names get used without crediting me.

What's the longest you've spent working on one fic? And the shortest?

The longest that I worked on a story was about 6 years.

The shortest is just random concepts that I spam on Discord.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I co-wrote a story once. Though it was not a fanfic.

I ramble with people on Discord about random story ideas. Not sure if that counts or not.

What's your all-time favorite ship? From all fandoms?

Shipping is one of those things that is a bit like a fixation. Sometimes the most recent ones you end up hyper focusing on, but if you get reminded of an old ship you liked out of the blue then that love comes back full force? Needless to say, I can’t answer this question. Haha

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Necromancer Rapunzel!

What are your writing strengths?

I like world building and problem solving. Basic developmental stuff.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue and longform writing

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I don’t think I would just because I wouldn't have anyone to go to for accuracy.

First fandom you wrote for?

Digimon Frontier

Favorite fic you've written?

Power Play since it’s my most complete story outline.

#tagged #if you're a writer and want to do this #then go for it #I'm a wuss about tagging people.#lmfao

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haejjoon · 1 year

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I just finished Royal and I've been really enjoying the swap au, and your take on the characters!

You said you had lots of thoughts about Yusuke too? 👀

WE REALLY ARE TAKING TURNS WITH CHARACTER ANALYSIS i should just make it a tag at this point. ykw im gonna do that.

okay, onto yusuke:

I adore him. completely and utterly. he’s my favorite boy apart from akeshu and for WILDLY obvious reasons: he’s fun, SUCH a character, and his story arc feels whimsy but not so out there that it feels unrealistic. adding onto the fact that i’m an artist myself, gunning to go pro, and he’s so relatable it hurts. straps yusuke onto the operating table let’s do this

1) his struggles relating to madarame

one thing that i’ll say right off the bat is that i HATE how the pts approached him. its nonsensical. even if ryuji and ann aren’t the sharpest tools in the shed how the hell did they think that approaching a stranger and saying “YOU’RE BEING ABUSED WE CAN HELP YOU FIGHT YOUR ABUSER” was going to turn out well in any way possible?? the writing suffers from something similar during ryuji’s run with akiren to question the volleyball team members. ryuji and ann, as dull as they may be, are abuse victims themselves; surely they’d understand why abuse victims would be hesitant to say anything? especially when a stranger gets all up in your face about it.

but apart from that: i love how yusuke dealt with all of it. i’m not saying that him becoming defensive over madarame was a good thing, but in terms of realism, it just Makes Sense. children raised by abusive guardians often aren’t aware how they’re taken advantage of, and when they’re as isolated from society as yusuke is, their obvious first instinct is to defend those who raised them. it’s like rapunzel about mother gothel from disney’s tangled. of course yusuke defended madarame’s ‘love’; he never knew what love was.

it isn’t even only that. yusuke and madarame are both branded as very traditionally japanese, from how they speak to how they dress. it’s even shown in their primary art medium—traditional painting and japanese oil work. i’m not japanese, but i am korean, and if there’s anything i’ve learned while growing up in a traditional asian household: it’s very suffocating. the filial piety you learn from high school history class isn’t just a far-off tradition in the old ages, it’s EXTREMELY prevalent even today. i can’t even count the amount of times i was put down or chastised for simply speaking out of turn, and that was with my parents trying to adapt to the american standards of respect.

in this context, it makes even more sense for yusuke to defend madarame so vehemently. it’s literally been ingrained into him growing up. the entire “parents are right, children are wrong” mentality is SO strong with the Growing Up Asian experience, and that’s coming from a korean-american. i can’t even imagine the kind of shit yusuke’s had to go through.

and it’s with all that that i find it so cathartic and admirable that yusuke finally managed to recognize madarame for the shitbag he is. genuinely, the amount of brainwashing he’d been forced through should have made it impossible for him to fight back, but my boy did it—and in the most stylish way possible, might i add!!! he stuck it to madarame and finally recognized his own worth. that’s incredible. i’m so proud of him.

but what makes all that even BETTER is his CONFIDANT STORY, and OH MY GOD I’M NEVER SHUTTING UP ABOUT HOW AMAZING IT IS MOVING ON TO POINT TWO

2. HIS CONFIDANT STORY OHHHH MY GOD

one of the biggest opinions ive heard about yusuke’s confidant story is that it doesn’t make sense or that it’s in his own head. SLAMS ATTORNEY DESK. OBJECTION YOUR HONOR ITS TIME FOR THE CROSS EXAMINATION

of COURSE it’s all in his own head. his confidant begins after madarame’s arrested and he finally, finally gets to be his own person and live on his own. the physical threat is gone!! but one of the most amazing things about his story arc is the depiction that childhood trauma never truly goes away. madarame being gone for good doesn’t automatically mean that yusuke’s mentally safe and sound. in fact, it fucks with him even more that he’s free—he doesn’t know how to live on his own, or how to make art for himself.

he’s literally lived his entire life for someone else; how can you expect him to suddenly go out and do whatever he wants? until this point in time, yusuke’s wants didn’t matter. he didn’t matter. the only important thing to him was pumping out art for madarame to display at his next show JUST TO SURVIVE. to EAT. i’m gonna get into his whole thing with eating in a second but i’m just putting that out there: it’s all in his own head because it has to be. he has to grow mentally in order for him to to do anything.

with that point out of the way: yusuke doesn’t forgive madarame for what he’s done, especially with his mother, but he also just has no idea what to feel about him in general? there’s two clashing images: one, of the teacher who (in yusuke’s view) loved and raised him, and one, of the monster who let his mother die in cold blood to get his hands on her personal artwork. and you might say “oh well yusuke’s being delusional again because madarame never truly loved him.” no. it isn’t delusion. it’s how yusuke’s been raised. he didn’t recognize madarame’s abuse because he never registered it as abuse. he was never taught that it was abuse. unlike shiho and ann who knew that what kamoshida was doing was wrong, yusuke never had anyone to tell him that madarame was taking advantage of him.

yusuke didn’t have anyone.

throughout his confidant story, he agonizes over his purpose for creating art at all—it makes sense, as his only purpose thus far was to put food on the table and to avoid verbal abuse from his father figure. yes, he said that his only purpose for creating art in the past was because he wished to put beauty in the world like his mother did with sayuri, but is that really all there was to it? i don’t think so. yusuke created art to survive, and coped with it by staring at his “sensei”’s magnum opus and telling himself that he was creating things for the sake of creation, not to give in to his survivalist instinct. it was a coping mechanism. i’ll live and die by this.

and this is also why he crumbles so much over that art director coming to him to monetize his work. he’s now aware that what he was striving for in the past was fake. he wants to truly pursue that goal again, to create something beautiful just for the sake of creating, but now he’s been thrust into the real world—one of capitalism, one where corruption thrives. the pure art he wants to make just doesn’t exist here. it never did. and that realization destroys him.

now if you Didn’t Know, i’m also an artist. i’m literally the same age as yusuke is (if not a little older), and that truth hurts. the fact that i have to make art in order to feed and clothe and keep myself warm hurts. there’s nothing i’d like better than to just make things i want to make, but i can’t, not in this world. his struggle is so realistic, and it rings so deep. every time i experience his story it always leaves me feeling bittersweet.

but then!!! at the end of his story!!!! he comes to a very important realization.

all of that’s okay.

it’s okay to profit off of your work. it’s okay to make things other people like. it doesn’t make you any less of a person to seek compensation for your work. it’s doesn’t make you any less of a human to seek praise for the amazing things you create. it’s okay.

and to the non-artists out there who might not understand why this is such a groundbreaking revelation: artists are constantly being put down in this capitalistic society. art is literally everywhere you look—it’s in the buildings you occupy, in the subways you ride, in the words you read, in the shows you consume. art is one of the cornerstones for what makes humans human, and those who create such beautiful things are never given credit.

just look at the ai discourse happening recently. look at how artists are treated when they stress about having art stolen or watermarks erased. to people like us, our creations are proof of us being alive. it’s our living mark on the world, one that will remain (physically or digitally) long after we ourselves pass away. but we’re constantly, constantly told that “it’s not that deep”, “you’re being selfish”, yadda yadda yadda. we’re shit on simply because we want to survive in this hellish fucking world. and that builds up.

so many aspiring artists out there give up too soon because of this. because art isn’t profitable, because we have to survive, because no one appreciates what you do no matter how beautiful it is or how much work you put in.

but then, persona 5 finally turned around, and told an entire generation of aspiring artists that their work was important. you are important. it’s okay to profit off of what you do.

that’s fucking incredible. it’s also a really, REALLY low bar, but it’s something. yusuke coming to the realization that creating art for himself is okay, whether it be for monetization or praise, was so cathartic to me. i’m sure other artists feel the same way.

his story arc is a fucking fantastic depiction of how much artists suffer, no matter what medium or era.

…….. and then people turn around and shit on it because they don’t understand its intricacies. as expected.

sigh.

3. the theme of going hungry

throughout the entirety of the game, yusuke’s depicted as the quintessential ‘starving artist’. he’s always hungry, and never knows how to budget his money, and that shit’s hilarious but also really, really fucking sad.

i remember reading a fantastic yusuke study on ao3 a couple years back—forgot who the author was, but it’s called “the emperor”—and it said something along the lines of this: “you have to eat in order to starve.”

like.

oh my GOD.

and it plays in so terrifically with the experience of creating art, as well. you have to eat in order to starve; you have to taste in order to crave. you have to experience praise in order to want it more. i’ve gone through dry spells where no one saw what i made, and it only made me go hungry for that appreciation again—and then i get it, just a little taste of it. i keep making content. i keep on going and going and going just to get the smallest bit of acknowledgement.

for those who’ve ever gone hungry before: would you be able to turn down a feast, if offered? would you be able to pace yourself, or would you inhale it quick as you can? if you’ve ever eaten a large meal after being hungry for a day or two, you’d know that it would immediately come back to bite you in the ass. you’d stop eating for a bit, you’d get hungry again, and then you’d scarf down another gigantic meal, rinse and repeat.

the correct choice here is to moderate yourself. take it slow. eat enough to be full, and pace yourself so that you won’t have to go horribly hungry to eat again.

yusuke, starved for appreciation, suddenly finds himself with the offer of his life. he’ll be sponsored by one of the most influential art directors in all of japan. he’ll be successful; he’ll have a scholarship, he’ll never, ever have to go hungry again—

and then he turns it down.

because this entire time, the hunger allegory was about success. you get the opportunity of a lifetime, and you invest everything you have into it—you eat and you eat and you eat until you can’t anymore, and then you find that that the satisfaction of finally feeling full has long since gone, and now you’re hungry again. you’re still a nobody. no one remembers your one-off success.

yusuke refuses the incredible offer, and decides to build his success slowly. he won’t take it all in stride. he’ll pace himself until he doesn’t have to be starving to eat.

that’s FUCKING brilliant.

i have so much more to say about yusuke than just this—how i feel about him (being, in my opinion, incredibly autistic-coded) as an artist with adhd, how his behavior is treated by the phantom thieves, how he plays into the phantom thieves as the sole creative mind of the group—but if i get into all that i’ll literally be typing on my ipad forever. i’ve already been sitting here for thirty minutes instead of finishing up chapter 5 of ex machina. oh god i love yusuke so much.

if you somehow came across this gigantic character dissection on your tl, hey hello hi, i also write stories! currently working on a swap au in my spare time, you might’ve heard of it. ex machina by hhaeyeun on ao3. check it out <3

thanks for the opportunity anon i’m So Sorry to have filled your inbox with this absolute beefcake of a reply. have a lovely day <3

#yusuke kitagawa #character study #persona 5 royal #p5r

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rayisalive · 1 year

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!¡A/N: This is a repost of a fanfic from my old acc before THE GREAT DELETION, everythings the same except for a few edits. I do plan on making a part 2 with Deuce and some other character I haven’t decided yet, but it felt weird to make a part 2 without part 1 hh-

HELP READING THIS AGAIN I’M BOTH LAUGHING AND CRYING TO DEATH-

Still believe I wrote better back then.

!¡Includes: GN reader, the housewrden trio x reader, mentions of blood and probably ooc.

!¡Context: “I just want to see a story with a scene kind of like the scene from tangled where Flynn is dying and Rapunzel’s tear saves him except with Twisted wonderland character, [Twst character] dying and MC is like a descendant ig of Rapunzel/ represents her and is upset holding [Twst character] trying to keep them alive and their sadness/tears bring them back to life.”

But also at the same time, how did they get like this/in this scenario? I don’t know context is for bitchless people(/j)

!¡Tag.List: @yinenovica @snek-disappearedagain

←Lying In Love Magical Tears(part 2)→

You weren’t sure how all of this happened. Really, how was this possible? The question raced through your mind. No matter how much you tried to stop thinking about it it kept coming back, biting at your mind. How?

No, you shouldn’t be thinking about this. You shouldn’t be worrying about this. Right now your top priority should be staying with him, you need to be there for him until help comes.

“Wait, no, no, no, come on Riddle stop it,” you muttered out. A weak Riddle laid in your hands, body aching.

His eyes fluttered around, a look of uncertainty in them. His bright red hair contrasted to the dull expression on his face. His hands clutched at his stomach, his white shirt increasingly becoming red with blood.

He looked at peace, yet energetic at the same time, how was that possible?

“I- I don’t wanna die,” he trails off, tears beginning to form in the two of your eyes.

“Stop talking like that, you’re not gonna die, okay?” you say, your voice shaking with every word.

You couldn’t exactly find the right words to say. You loved him with all your heart, why did he have to leave now?

You loved his annoyed face when you and Adeuce got in trouble. You loved how even though he was a busy person he always made time for you. You loved that sweet, sweet smile of his whenever he was taking care of the hedgehogs, able to let himself go. You truly loved everything about him.

“Why do bad things happen?” Your mind pushed the question to the back, but it kept fighting back.

You hadn’t even graduated from NRC for seven’s sake! You never got the chance to get married, have kids, live life together.

All your dreams went crashing down the drain as you felt his breathing slow down, his heart trying as hard as it could to keep beating.

But alas, it stopped, it’s rythmic beating coming to end, his life aswell.

You never cried as much as you were now, tears blurring your vision as you held him close. His body went cold, ice against your body. The color drained from his already pale skin.

…

……

A single tear was all it took.

His body glowed golden a bit, the color coming back to his skin. His eyes danced around, as if he was just waking up to another day. You could feel your tears coming again. Oh boy, here comes the waterworks again.

The moment Riddle was able to register what was happening he was embraced with a giant hug. He could feel your warm face against the crook of his neck. He wasn’t sure what happened, he was dead, no? He was so sure he was gone.

The warm sensation of your body filled him again. He didn’t know what happened, but he was at least happy he was with you again.

Ace and Deuce came rushing, the teachers and half of NRC in tow, only to see you and Riddle a crying mess hugging each other.

However, Riddle didn’t care that everyone was staring. He was ok with them seeing him like this. It was ok. He was alive, he was with you, that was all he needed.

You weren’t sure how it got to this. He sat up against the wall, clutching at his stomach, your attempts to stop the blood flowing out proved to be a fail. His eyes were glassy, his glasses cracked slightly, and his calm, cool, collected facade was withering away.

“Why was this happening?” Azul asked himself. He made every precaution to make sure everything went his way, so why weren’t they?

His hair a mess, you cupped his face. You just stared at his glossy blue eyes. You were gonna miss them. You were gonna miss his sweet face that enticed you. You were gonna miss him suddenly getting flustered when you flirted with him. You were gonna miss him trying to act cool around you.

Why? Why was this happening? Your face began peppering itself with tears as you thought about him being gone. Him? Dead? You weren’t going to have it.

You pull him into a hug. You wanted him to be happy before he died. You muttered words of encouragement into his ear, that help was coming, they’d be here soon, empty words.

Unfortunately, these words only encouraged his feelings to get worse. His already clouded vision became stormy. He tried and tried to not cry.

This wasn’t like him, he’s supposed to be the cool, sophisticated guy who gets the everything he wants in life. Why? Why was he losing you then?

Suddenly, he cracked. He broke down crying. So what if he wasn’t exactly the nicest person. So what if he wasn’t the “best guy you'll ever meet”? He knew he was, at least in your eyes, right?

Didn’t he deserve to live a life? Didn’t he deserve to find love? Didn’t he deserve to be happy?

He deserved it just as much as anybody, so why was his life being cut short? He has been through so much already, and now he finally found happiness and now it was just going to end? Why?

Alas, all good things must come to an end. You felt his body going limp, his grip around you weakening.

“No, no, no, no,” Your mind plays those words like a track on loop.

He can’t be gone. He can’t be, you weren’t done living together.

And yet as much as you tried to deny it, you couldn’t. He was gone, he has left the world you call Earth.

You let go of him, just enough to see his weak expression. The bright sparkle in his eyes were gone and replaced with a dull expression, marking the end.

As if you weren’t crying enough earlier, you somehow manage to get more water to leak from your eyes.

You hold him close, ignoring everything around you.

…

………

One tear was all he needed. You suddenly felt his grip tightening, you feel him moving again, you heard his hitched sobs come out quietly.

How? How was this possible? It doesn’t matter though, he was somehow here again.

Azul was sure he was dead, he was, right? His brain blurred as he cried into your shoulder, pushing the question away for later.

Your grip around him tightened, afraid of letting him go again. The two of you let eachother cry to your hearts content.

“Don’t you ever scare me like that again” you say, a small chuckle coming from him. “I wouldn’t dream about it,” He responded, music to your ears.

This was not happening. You knew that as a prince he would have people trying to sabotage him(especially ever since you found out someone tried to poison him when he was little) But, why did it have to happen now?

How could the sweetest, most caring and just downright amazing person you’ve ever met be lying in your arms dying right now?

“Don’t cry,” Kalim managed out, his bright red eyes staring at you. He hated seeing you sad.

He hated seeing you cry. He always pushed the thought out of his head, but deep down he always knew there was the chance that one of you would have to die, leving the other.

“I guess it was me,” he thought to himself.

He’s not one to dwell on the future, but this time he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like, a life without you, roaming the world if the dead alone.

He recalled every moment with you, whether it be running away from an angry Jamil on the magic carpet, or simply walking together, he treasured every moment, I mean after all you’re his one and only lover!

Seeing Kalim’s soft expression relaxed you a bit. You still were upset that this was how it ended, but you couldn’t help but relax.

“I will always love you,” you muster out, biting back tears. The words clawed their way out of your throat, you didn’t want to lose him, it was the most unbearable thought ever.

All Kalim does is smile as he messes with your hair. You clutch the back of his jacket, slow tears rolling down your face. The two of you just stay like that, you bent over him, showering his face with sweet kisses as he takes in every part of you.

His breath comes to a sweet stop as his hand falls out of your hair.

Somehow he managed to keep a smile on his face even when he was gone, that’s what you loved about him.

The fact he was always able to see the positivity whatever situation he was in always inspired you to be more optimistic and look on the bright side.

You say your last goodbyes, that’s when you decide to let it all out.

Crocodile tears flooded out, your whines and cries softly echoing through the walls.

……

…

A single tear can make a great difference, can’t it? After all, that’s all it took.

“Y/n you’re- you’re choking me,” comes a voice. You look up to see Kalim looking at you.

How was he alive? You were so sure he was gone. You began to cry even harder, hugging him once again.

He patted your back, comforting you in any way he could.

He couldn’t tell the difference, was this a dream? Or is this real? The lines were blurred, but that was ok, he didn’t need the answers.

He gave you a hug, tears of happiness forming.

©rayisalive 9/16/22 None of my work is to be translated, plagiarized, or reposted without my knowledge. If I inspired you be sure to tag me so I can check it out!

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mikeallenz · 5 months

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My friend @nerdasaurus1200 posted a pirate Tangled post. (The correct answer to the poll is Rapunzel, but I digress.) I remembered I made a One Piece AU after the Netflix show came out so now I’m gonna grace those willing to read with my AU. And in true nerdasaurus style I will do it with heroforges.

Meet Rapunzel d. Sonne. Captain of the Sundrop Pirates and the wielder of the Hair-Hair Fruit, a Paramecia Devil Fruit that allows her to grow her hair out and use it to attack. It can levitate and attack at her command but it seems to have a bit of a mind of its own. It is indestructible so she can also use it as a shield. And she can recall it whenever she wants. She was raised by a ruthless warlord allied with the World Government named Gothel who trained her to be a killer, but then she breaks free from the influence when learning her true heritage. Her father was a pirate who set off looking for the One Piece after Gol d. Rodger’s execution. And how she is possesses the Will of D. So she goes off to make her own crew, find her father and possibly beat him to the One Piece. She is the Luffy of the team, recklessly off on adventure and making friends and enemies wherever she goes.

Meet Cassandra, the only member of the crew without a bounty (as of now). But she is the First Mate of the crew, so it’s about time, but she’s still annoyed that it hasn’t happened yet. Cassandra is an excellent swordsman, trained by her adopted father, a respected marine Captain. (Even if Cass herself never officially became a marine, she was a bounty hunter before joining the crew) Cassandra is also an expert at Armament Haki, able to outmatch a lot of far more practiced users. Cass originally met Rapunzel when she was going after the bounty of Flynn Rider, who happened to be traveling with Rapunzel at that time. But she quickly earns Cassandra’s respect and is coerced into joining the crew. Despite being hesitant at first, she realizes how much Rapunzel respects her and wants to help her to become the world’s greatest swordsman. (Yes, she is the Zoro)

Meet Flynn Rider, (or Eugene to his friends) and Lance Strongbow. They are the navigator and the chef/musician of the crew (when they officially join, that is). Eugene is present when Rapunzel learns her true heritage and joins her and Cassandra on her ship so he can return to the base of his pirate captain. Because in truth they work for the ruthless warlord “The Baron”. Eugene especially is meant to marry Baron’s daughter Stalyan and if he doesn’t, they kill his best friend from childhood Lance. When they were younger, Eugene and Lance made a name for themselves as criminals but Eugene got into some trouble with Baron, resulting in the Barons crew taking over his home town and Eugene makes the arranged marriage in order to save them. So this results in Eugene betraying his friends after bonding with them and hoping they don’t follow for their own safety. (Yes, the Nami.)

Lastly is Mad Alchemist Varian. He is a mix of the sniper and he has a role similar to Nico Robin’s as well. His father is a Vice Admiral of the marines but he himself is an alchemist so he never fit in on his father’s ship. One day, when visiting an important Island, Varian and Quirin get into an argument, which Varian flees from, but when he returns, Varian’s alchemy was used to encase Quirin in amber. After grieving, the marines thinks he did it so he flees and is found by Rapunzel’s crew. And Rapunzel makes a deal with him that she’d help him track down a way to save his father, if he helps her and joins her crew. Which he agrees to.

#tangled the series #tangled #rapunzel #varian #tts cassandra #one piece #monkey d. luffy #nami #roanoa zoro

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daughter-of-melpomene · 4 months

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you mentioned two more opla ocs on the discord, now im putting u on the spot! i wanna hear about em!! or whatever details/ideas you have currently ✨🩵 — @xoteajays

Ahhh, thank you so much for asking about my newest pirate show babies, TJ!! I definitely don’t mind being put on the spot if it’s for them <3. And I’m also gonna tag the One Piece gang @auxiliarydetective, @oneirataxia-girl, @starcrossedjedis, @supermarine-silvally, and @endless-oc-creations!!

Now, first we have Morvant Bellatrix! She’s a former assassin, basically born and raised to kill (she was orphaned as a baby and the people who took her in were Not Great), and while she was doing this work she was one of the most feared people in the East Blue. This was mostly because of her incredible fighting skills and talent with almost every weapon you could think of, but it was also because she’d eaten a Devil Fruit as a child (the exact name of which is still pending) that granted her the ability to inflict pain on someone just by singing a specific song. Think a very twisted version of Rapunzel’s healing song from Tangled, that’s basically what she can do. Eventually, though, she got tired of killing all the time and decided to do the only thing she could think of to get out of it: she went back and killed the couple who had raised her (turns out they’d trained her a little too well) and eventually went on to become the captain of the Fatale Pirates, an all-female crew of fearsome pirates who sail on the ship Belladonna.

Bellatrix first meets the Straw Hats at Baratie, where her crew just happens to stop for some food at the same time they do, and takes an instant liking to all of them (even if she does persist in calling Zoro Green Bean after he sasses her). She makes a silent promise to protect them, and after their whole fight with Arlong and the other fishmen when Luffy finally gets a bounty placed on him, she does her best to use her terrifying reputation (which even if she isn’t an assassin anymore she still has due to her Devil Fruit power and penchant for ruthlessness in battles with other pirates) to keep bounty hunters and other, crueler pirates off the Straw Hats’ tails. It doesn’t always work, because you can’t ever fully control pirates, but she does her best because damn it, those are her children (that she’s adopted only in her head after exactly five minutes of knowing them).

She’s also a Mihawk ship! The two of them have known each other since Bellatrix’s assassin days, and Mihawk has even been asked by Garp to “neutralize” Bellatrix a time or two (which he’s never done and would never even try to do, because he both respects her too much and is just a tiny bit afraid of her). The two of them have never really officially gotten together or even put a label on their relationship, but they’ve spent a lot of nights together and you don’t have to know very much about either Mihawk or Bellatrix to know that they both have a weakness for the other. (Although if anyone ever tries to hurt Bellatrix in an attempt to get to Mihawk, they will find out just how dangerous she can be on her own.)

And then we have Yami Corvo, my Shanks ship! Like Bellatrix, they also have assassin experience, but they’re currently participating in the art of killing, and one of the most feared killers in all four Blues. They’re also a Devil Fruit eater, and their power includes being able to manipulate their own blood and be able to solidify it into weapons (I’m pretty sure you mentioned you’ve seen Gen V, TJ, so just basically imagine Marie’s powers). Unlike Bellatrix, they were raised as an assassin or fed their Devil Fruit, they ate theirs by accident, but the powers it gave them made them such an outcast and lead even their own parents to believe they were a monster, so eventually they just decided that they might as well give in to what they saw as their “true nature” at that point, running away from their small village and seeking out various other assassins to teach them how to kill, and honing their powers so that it would be even easier for them.

And unlike a lot of other assassins, who might refuse to kill older people or poor people, Corvo has no such moral code; if you can pay the price they charge, they’ll go after anyone you want them too. Killing isn’t even really something they enjoy, but again, they see it as just being what they’re supposed to be, what those around them when they were a child always told them they were: a rabid dog, a monster to be unleashed. At some point, they just stop caring, growing completely numb and almost wishing that one of their targets would fight back and kill them so they could stop… which is probably why they accept money from an angry former pirate captain whose ship was destroyed by Mihawk to kill the dangerous War Lord.

They completely fail, of course, because there’s almost no one who can beat Mihawk in a fight no matter what kind of cool powers you have - but Mihawk, seeing an opportunity to have someone incredibly dangerous and powerful on his side, spares Corvo’s life and offers to bring them along with him on his travels. Originally Corvo is furious that Mihawk didn’t just kill them, but despite how awfully they think of themself they’re still absolutely desperate for companionship and anything at all like a friend, so they accept his offer and the two of them set off together, carrying out Mihawk’s little escapades and occasionally doing the bidding of the Marines - which is how Corvo finally meets Shanks, when Mihawk shows up to show him Luffy’s new wanted poster.

Honestly, they and Shanks are such an amazing and sweet couple; Shanks becomes interested in Corvo roughly five seconds after meeting them, and after realizing how terrible their self-esteem is and how much of a monster they think they are makes it his mission to get to know them and help them see that they really aren’t as bad as they believe themself to be. It takes them a good while to actually get together, because Corvo has to find who they actually are outside of killing and their Devil Fruit power and realize that they aren’t going to wind up killing anyone they dare to care about (and because Mihawk has actually become kind of a protective bestie over them and gives Shank several very intense shovel talks), but they’re amazing once they actually do get together and Luffy pretty much immediately sees Corvo as a stepparent when he and Shanks finally see each other again.

Anyways, thanks again for asking about my new babies!! Hope you’re doing well, love. <3 <3

#asks about my ocs #oc: morvant bellatrix #oc: yami corvo

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florenceuentin · 1 year

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April 24: Sword- Cut my hair and you die

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Tangled AU starring Sirius as Rapunzel, Remus as Flynn Rider, and James as mother who knows best (I forgot her name)

When Remus finally climbs up the Astronomy Tower, he is internally cursing all of his friends. Ha ha happy Halloween. Since when is it a Halloween tradition to reenact Disney movies? He should have never, never, introduced muggle movies to his overly hyper boyfriend. Do what excites, Sirius said. Yea, then why isn’t he the one climbing up a 40-meter tower?

Before his eyes could adjust to the darkness, Remus is hit by a hex right in the stomach. It’s not enough to damage, but still hurts as hell. (Fucking drama queens.) He doesn’t need to turn over to know whose idea this was.

“Now look what you’ve done, Rapunzel.” says the voice of no other than James Potter. And he is apparently wearing a dark red dress with a plunging neckline.

“Is that Lily’s dress?” Remus asks.

“Yea.” James nods.

“It fits nice.” Remus is sincere.

“Thanks, mate. I used Engorgio to-”

“Ahem.” James is interrupted by someone clearing his throat in the corner.

“Oh hi, Sirius.” Remus waves his hand.

“Ai, Voomy.” Sirius’s voice is muffled by the tape over his mouth.

“Oh right, we should get back to that,” James smiles sheepishly. “But come over later. I’ll show you the original design I sketched. It’s pretty astonishing.”

“I don’t doubt it,” Remus offers kindheartedly.

James squats next to Sirius who is tied to the wall by heavy chains around his wrists. Remus does respect their commitment.

“Stop fighting me, Rapunzel!” James yells and peels the tape off Sirius’s face in one smooth motion.

Remus mentally winces at how that must feel. But Sirius doesn’t even bat an eyelash. He’s good. It pains Remus to think about how Sirius got so good at acting and pretending.

“I’ll never stop fighting you. I’ll never stop trying to escape.” The line delivery, Remus observes, just chef kiss.

“But, if you let me save him, I’ll go with you.”

No Rapunzel! Remus shouts internally. Then he notices two pairs of dark eyes staring at him expectantly. (Oh, right.)

“No, no, Rapunzel…” He gives his best panting voice. He has plenty of practice on that.

Sirius swallow. (Fucking weirdo)

James narrows his eyes at Remus and walks over to him. He chains Remus’s right hand to the wall. Remus is excited. (Oops, I’m also a weirdo)

“Eugene!” Sirius stumbles across the room to reach him.

“Everything is gonna be okay. I promise you,” Sirius caresses his face and his stomach gently. Remus tries his best to make all kinds of groaning and panting noises, which really isn’t difficult to do considering he’s currently chained up and Sirius is hovering above him.

“No, Rapunzel. I can’t let you do this,” Remus remembers his line.

“And I can’t let you die,” Sirius whispers. He holds Remus’s face in his hand and touches Remus all over with his warm grey eyes.

For a long moment, they just stare at each other like that.

“...”

“Ahem,” James clears his throat behind them.

“Right,” Sirius blinks away from his daze. “Trust me. It’s gonna be alright.” He assures.

Remus nods. He trusts Sirius, completely. He lifts the corners of his lips to manage a weak smile. That’s his moment, Remus thinks, after two years with Sirius, his acting skill is finally more than subpar.

He looks at Sirius expectantly, hoping to find an acknowledging look of encouragement. But the other boy is frowning at him.

“What?” Remus asks, confused.

“It’s your part, Moony,” Sirius reminds him through closed lips.

Oh, right. He is supposed to cut Sirius’s hair. WHAT!? He is supposed to cut Sirius’s hair!

“Hmm, are you sure, Pads? Sorry, Rapunzel.”

“Yea, just do it.”

“You are not going to be mad at me?” Remus hesitates.

“Of course not,” Sirius assures.

“Err, are you sure?”

“Yeah, get to it already, Eugene,” Sirius rolls his eyes. “It’s not even my real hair.”

“What?”

“Yea, it’s a wig.”

“Oh, ok then.” Remus grabs the sword beside him. (Sirius argued it might hurt Remus’ hand if they actually use a piece of broken glass. Peter, the equipment guy, groaned but replaced it with a sword nevertheless.)

He reaches behind Sirius’s neck and carefully lines the sword. He can do it. He is gonna do it. He is doing it-

“You are actually gonna do it?!” Sirius grabs his hand and looks at him incredulously.

“Err, yea?”

“Oh my god, Remus. I can’t believe you!”

(What the fuck?) Remus is so lost.

“You. asked. Me. to cut your hair.” He pokes a finger at Sirius.

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you have to do it!”

“You said it’s a wig!”

“And still, you were going to cut my hair!”

“It’s not your hair!”

“But you were still going to cut it!”

“I can’t believe you, Sirius.”

“I can’t believe you, Remus.”

They stare at each other. The tension between them stretches.

Sirius’s chest is heaving with anger, and Remus’s face is pink from arguing. The sexual tension between them stretches.

“Alright,” James claps his hands from the other end of the room. “So, Eugene is not saved, and Rapunzel is coming with me. Ah, we are doing an alternative ending this year. Pretty cool, actually.” He marches towards Sirius.

“Get out!” Remus and Sirius yell together.

“What the..” James is startled.

“Sorry, Prongs. Just go back to the dorm, will you?” Sirius apologizes, his gaze not leaving Remus. “Moony and I have some unfinished business.”

James looks between them.

“Oh. Oh. Right, of course.” He escapes the tower.

“Where were we?” Sirius grins at Remus as soon as James left the tower on his broom.

“We were about to fuck.” Remus replies honestly.

“Right,” Sirius barks out a laugh and leans in to kiss Remus. His hand moves to grab Remus’s chained wrist.

“Do you want me to remove this for you first?” He asks against the brown-hair boy’s lips.

“Don’t you fucking dare!”

Sirius laughs again and Remus drags Sirius closer with his spare hand.

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39, 35, and 33, for ask game

Yet another writing ask

Thanks for the asks! :3

39. Wildest AU scenario you have written?

I haven’t posted either of these, but it has to be either the A/B/O deconstruction I mentioned in this ask – purely on the basis of being an A/B/O – or the Rapunzel!Jaskier/Dandelion Witcher AU I’ve got set aside.

The Count and Countess de Lettenhove steal dandelions from a witch, who demands their unborn son as payment. The witch names him Dandelion and locks him in a tower for 19 years. Then, one fateful day, the Count and Countess hire Geralt of Rivia to go rescue their now 19 year old son.

Tangled-style hijinks ensue, including Dandelion trying to attack Geralt due to fear of outsiders, demanding to spend a day out on the town before he decides whether to stay with the witch or leave the tower for good, and breaking into random musical numbers – much to Geralt’s chagrin.

The working title is, Dandelion, Dandelion, Let Down Your Hair.

I’ve got a prologue and part of the next chapter written, but it’s on the back burner along with all my other Witcher WIPs.

35. Thoughts on writing challenges/contests.

I love them! Well, I love the idea of them. I think in theory, they’re great for inspiration, motivation, and getting involved in the community for a certain fandom/ship/character. I don’t usually do so well with actually participating in them, though.

I’m going to attempt to participate in Ace Alastor Week this April; hopefully the fact that it’s only seven days long and over a month away means I’ll be able to finish it, haha. 😅

33. Give your writing a compliment.

Oh fuck, again? You guys are gonna make me appreciate my own accomplishments. I don’t think I’ve done this much self validation in one day since the last time I focused on it in therapy, lol.

Ok, you know what? I do a good job writing Lilith.

I was particularly worried about writing Lilith. Men writing women is a meme and all, but I was legitimately afraid that I might start a “transmascs writing women,” controversy – that my Lilith could wind up two dimensional and over-sexualized.

Because the thing about Lilith is that historically, her sexuality is a huge part of her character. I couldn’t just exclude it entirely, especially not while writing from her allosexual husband’s POV. I needed to find the right balance, make sure I was writing her as a person who is confident in her sexuality, not a sex object or a person defined by her sexuality.

And I think I did a damn good job. Lilith is mischievous, intelligent, supportive, protective, vengeful, patient… And I believe all of those qualities show in her characterization, pretty much right from the start.

While UH3 – especially Bloodlust and Butterflies – tends to focus more on Lucifer and Alastor than on Lilith, I wrote her as a person. Not as an accessory to the main ship, not as a 2D plot device, not as a walking pair of boobs. And I’m proud of myself.

#fanby answers #moonrose91 #and they were mutuals #ask game #the witcher #hazbin hotel #fanby: uh3 #fanby: uhverse #suggestive

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