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python333 · 8 months

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im in love with your content omg😭 your writing style is just chefs kiss

can i req a reader with the tf141 being on a mission and hearing an enemy say something in british slang and they just go "what did they just say.." in comms? like a reader who doesnt know anything about slang like not even that bars in the uk r called pubs (if im not wrong) and just nods whenever a private talks in slang, and their brain is just trying to figure out what they just said?

its just a really silly plot with a silly reader :3

pardon? — python333

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synopsis just as the req says, you know nothing about british slang and on a mission the enemy speaks british and you dont know what theyre saying :3

relationships platonic!taskforce 141 & reader.

characters cap. price, soap, ghost, gaz.

word count 2.6k

warnings 2nd person pov [you/yours/yourself], usage of c/n [code name/call sign].

note HI YES I LOVE THIS REQ!! i take every opportunity i can to make fun of british people so this is right up my alley!! tysm for the compliments hjfhdjskf recently ive been getting more praise on my works and it makes me so happy i love yall. again, sorry if this sounds a little rushed or if any parts are incoherent, i wrote this at 12/1am and im both more productive and write more nonsense at this time + this one is wayyyy shorter than ones i usually do because i didnt know what else to write for it so i apologize for that as well! this is pure fluff and humor (i like to think im funny) so enjoy!!

“—eah, and now we have to camp out here ‘cause he can’t be arsed to do it ‘imself, so I feel like we should have a chat with the others, see if they’re willing to leg it out of here with us,” An enemy soldier suggests to you, his British accent thick enough that you think it might be cockney.

You cross your arms to hide your shaking hands and nod in agreement, as if you understood anything he said, and put on the same shitty British accent you’d been using for the past five minutes you’d been talking to this guy.

“Yeah, yeah, totally,” You agree, clearing your throat before asking, “You know where the others are stationed?”

“You don’t?” He asks, raising an eyebrow at you suspiciously.

“Mate, all the orders I was given went in one ear and out the other,” You sigh, holding back a wince at your desperate attempt to sound more natural using British slang, “I just know I’ve got to stand out here and shoot the enemy.”

The enemy eyes you suspiciously and he takes a moment to try and read your face before he says, “I don’t think I’ve seen you before, actually. Which would be weird, if we’re in the same platoon, don’t you—”

You sigh and quickly pull out the small switchblade you had hanging on your belt, stabbing the enemy in the neck before he can say anything else and grabbing him before he can drop to the ground, putting a hand behind his back as you half lead half drag him into a dark alleyway beside the building he was stationed outside of.

You quickly set him down into a sitting position and take your knife out of his throat, tucking the blade back into the handle before adjusting it to latch onto your belt once again, letting out a frustrated huff as you stare at the now dead man in front of you.

“[c/n], how copy?” Price’s voice crackles through on your ear piece.

You push in the PTT button and lower your voice, “Copy, I fucked up a little bit. One of the guys was onto me.”

“You were there for five bloody minutes,” Gaz’s voice rings through, his tone both disbelieving and amused, “How’d he already catch onto you?”

“The British are smarter than I thought,” You breathe out, standing up and looking around for a ladder to climb to get to higher ground before anyone spots you. You go farther into the alley and find an old, rusty ladder with rungs that look like they’d snap if someone sneezed on them too hard—perfect for climbing up.

You wrinkle your nose as your hand makes contact with one of the rungs but don’t say anything otherwise, instead wordlessly hauling yourself up onto the ladder.

“Reminder that there’s three British people with you, currently,” Ghost’s deadpan tone crackles, his breathing heavy, as you can tell he’s whispering into his mic, “All of which are very smart.”

“I caught you reading the instructions on a box of tea bags the other day, don’t fuckin’ talk right now,” You grumble, slowly climbing up the ladder, hating the creaking noises it makes as you do. It sounds like it’s going to snap at any minute, and you try to go up as fast as you can, but one wrong move and you’ll easily slip, some of the rust that flakes off of the ladder enough to make you slip up.

“They were circles,” Ghost says, exasperated, “I didn’t know if that made a difference.”

“I thought British people were supposed to know everything about tea,” You roll your eyes, putting your hand on the next rusty rung up on the ladder.

“Yeah, L.t,” Soap agrees with you teasingly, the wind hitting his mic, making it obvious that he’s running, “Thought ye Brits were s’possed to ken everything ‘bout tea.”

You laugh quietly to yourself as you finally make it to the top of the building, the top just high enough for you to look at the few soldiers below and hear a majority of their conversations without them noticing you.

You get to the edge of the rooftop and pull the sniper rifle you’d been carrying around off of your back, glad to finally be back in your element rather than trying to get in undercover, and set it up.

You pull the stand out and set it on the edge of the roof, and look through the scope of the rifle, lining it up so that it’s aiming directly at one of the soldier’s heads, specifically the one that was standing directly out of the entrance you originally were meant to try and get into—but doing this didn’t change much.

Regardless of if you got in or not, he would’ve died, and the others would’ve gotten in too. You getting in first was just meant to make it more efficient.

You press down on the PTT button on your earpiece as you look through the scope of your sniper rifle, keeping the aim on the soldier in front of the entrance, “The guy in front of the entrance is just standing still, so whenever you need me to, I can shoot ‘im down.”

“I don’t think we need to get in just yet,” Price hums, “But maybe in a minute.” “M’kay,” You hum, taking your eye away from the scope, instead just looking over at the enemy soldiers. You lay on your stomach, leaning your head down a bit to try and listen in on the enemy’s conversations easier, trying your best not to make yourself too obvious.

The conversations were pretty boring and almost the same for every soldier you’d eavesdropped on, for the most part. Enemy soldiers joking around, talking about what they’ll do once they’re on leave—like they would be able to do that after you completed your assignment—and just some general team camaraderie.

The lackluster subjects of their conversations weren’t bad at all, no, in fact, you could care less what they talk about.

It was their stupid accents you hated.

Are you surrounded by British people everyday? Yes. Does that stop you from hating on the British everyday? No. Okay, maybe the accents aren’t stupid, but God, they had the thickest cockney accents you’d heard in your entire life, and it was making your eavesdropping so much harder, and had almost been the reason you were given away earlier.

They used slang words that you’re certain you’ve never heard before in your life, and used analogies that didn’t even make sense—you heard one of them use the words, verbatim, ‘Don’t get stroppy’. Stroppy? Stroppy?

You narrow your eyes down at the soldiers below you, listening to a conversation they’d just started up.

“—eah, ‘cause he can’t be arsed to do anything about it, so now we have to camp out here and wait for somethin’ to happen,” One of the soldiers scoffs, “I’m telling you, man, if I see that skull-masked bloke runnin’ ‘round out here, I’m legging it from ‘im immediately.”

You draw your eyebrows together in confusion, but you stay silent for now. Isn’t that exactly what the other soldier said? Are they like a hive mind or something?

“You’re legging it?” The other soldier asked, sounding almost incredulous, “What happened to you chattin’ to some of the others about your loyalty and what not?” “All that’s irrelevant when the fuckin’ grim reaper rolls around and starts murkin’ people like he’s been doing for the entirety we’ve been here, mate,” The first soldier laughs, “You think I wanna be here when he does that?”

“Don’t act like a prat about it, man—fuckin’ talking’ like you can outrun him.” “A prat? I’m not—” You tune out the rest of their argument and instead try and figure out what they were saying.

A prat? Legging it? Can’t be arsed? What the fuck? You push the PTT button on your earpiece and as quietly as you can, you ask, “I need some help. Serious help. Life or death situation.” Immediately, Price’s voice rings through, “What? What is it? What happened?” “The soldiers are British and I can’t tell what they’re saying,” You answer, ignoring Price’s relieved sigh on his end, “I need help.” “Jesus, fuck, don’t scare me like that,” Price sighs, taking a few breaths before continuing, “Alright, what do you need help with?”

“Figuring out what they’re saying.” This time, you hear Gaz’s voice crackle through, “Well, you’ve got three British people here—tell us what he’s saying.”

“One of the guys was talking about ‘legging it’ if he saw Ghost heading towards him, and talked about Ghost ‘murking’ people, and then the other guy he was talking to told him he was being a ‘prat’ about it and he got all offended,” You eloquently say into the earpiece, watching as the argument gets a little more heated. You can hear an amused huff from Ghost on his end and a scoff from Soap in return.

“They’re just saying they’re gonna run away if they see Ghost because he’s been killing a lot of their soldiers, and the other guy said he was being a prat, which I guess is like…” Gaz pauses to think of how to explain the slang term before settling on, “Someone who’s kind of full of themselves, I guess. Or ignorant. Either or.”

“They couldn’t just say that?” You muse quietly, still staring down at the enemy soldiers.

“I’m gonna pretend you didn’t just say that,” Price’s voice cuts through, “Go ahead and shoot the guy down. I’m ready to head in.”

“Got it,” You hum, quickly putting your eye back up to your scope and readjusting it a bit before quietly warning, “Shooting him now.”

You pull the trigger and the enemy goes down immediately, and through your scope you can see the small twitching of his body as the other soldier starts to freak out.

You quickly aim the gun at his still-alive friend and shoot him down as well, silently congratulating yourself on your good aim and continuing to look through the scope, watching as Price runs in with Gaz and a few other soldiers.

They struggle with the door for a moment and you sigh before pressing in the PTT button on your earpiece and quietly saying, “Price, Gaz, move away from the door for a sec.”

Wordlessly, they do as they’re told, and you take the opportunity to line up the gun’s aim with the complex electronic panel on the outside of the door and pull the trigger, shooting the most crucial part of the panel, causing it’s functions to disrupt and as a result, the doors open.

“Thanks for that,” Gaz breathes out as Price kicks open the door, his voice cut off a bit at the end as he takes his hand off the PTT button too quickly in order to follow after Price.

“Uh huh. Of course,” You say offhandedly, taking your eye away from the scope of your sniper rifle and listening to the loud sirens go off in the facility the others break into, and push yourself up so that you can sit up straight to properly watch it. You grunt as you sit up, stretching your arms out for a moment before letting them fall into your lap.

“Are they in?” Soap asks, curious, his voice a little strained and breathy. There’s no loud gusts of wind coming through his mic anymore, and you look around for a moment, before your eyes catch on to him climbing up a ladder to get to the rooftop adjacent to yours.

Your lips twitch into a smile at the sight of him completely clueless to your presence and you press your PTT button to talk.

“Yeah, they’re in,” You say, watching as he finally gets to the rooftop, “Didn’t you hear the sirens?”

You can see Soap’s eyebrows furrowed together in confusion for a moment, and he looks around for a moment before finally seeing you on the rooftop directly next to his, and he looks surprised for a moment before a grin splits across his face. You see him press the PTT button on his mic as well.

“I did, yeah, just wanted tae be sure,” He says into his mic, looking right at you as he does, “It’s a surprise seeing you here.”

“Imagine how I feel,” You muse, almost to yourself, before looking away from Soap and speaking up, “Ghost, you don’t wanna join us on the rooftops?”

“Absolutely not,” He replies almost immediately, making you huff out a small laugh and Soap’s grin grow, “I’m perfectly fine on the ground.”

“Where are you?” You ask, scanning the area around you for Ghost, “I feel like I haven’t seen you this whole time.”

“I’m just behind the facility,” Ghost hums, voice still a low whisper, “I’m gonna be heading in once Gaz and Price make it to the second floor to clean up the first, in case there’s anyone left.”

“You’ve been behind the facility this whole time?” Soap’s voice cuts through, surprised by the fact.

“Mhm,” Ghost hums.

“It’s a bit boring back there, innit?” Gaz’s voice crackles through, his voice a little breathy, “You can sweep the first floor, by the way. Should be nobody left, though. Pretty sure all the soldiers were just faffing around, not doing much.”

“Fucking faffing around?” You ask incredulously to yourself, though apparently your voice is loud enough to make Soap chuckle.

As if he can read your mind, Price’s voice comes through, “Faffing around is just doing nothing or doing nothing particularly productive, [c/n].”

You sigh and push your PTT button this time, talking into your mic, “You couldn’t just say that, Gaz? You had to say something silly like faffing around?”

“It’s not silly,” Gaz says, his frown audible, “They were faffing around.”

“Jesus, fuck,” You breathe out, laughing lightly, “It’s totally silly.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Yeah it is.”

“No it’s—”

“I just want one day where you two don’t start up stupid arguments like this,” Price’s tired sigh comes through, “Just one day, I beg of you both.”

“Aw, Captain, we were just faffing around,” You whine playfully, the misuse of the slang making Soap cover his mouth with his hand to muffle his laughter and you hear Ghost groan into his mic.

“That is absolutely not how you use that,” Gaz says, though you can hear some laughter in his voice—from your very non-British accent saying British phrases, you presume, a small grin gracing your lips at the thought.

“It sounded natural to me,” You lie straight through your teeth, shrugging even though only Soap can see you.

“You’re insufferable,” Gaz groans, making you laugh quietly, “Never use British slang again, please.”

“What if I get a British accent? Will that fix it?”

“Nothing can fix what you’ve said today, [c/n].”

“Well that’s dramatic,” You scoff, “I’ll learn British just for you guys.”

“Holy shit, please stop talking,” Price’s exasperated voice interrupts the both of you, “You’re both insufferable. Drop it.”

“… I don’t think I will,” You say defiantly, making all three British people in the same voice channel as you groan in unison, the sound sounding like some sort of middle school choir trying to sing in harmony, “I’ll use Duolingo or something to learn it.”

“British isn’t a language you learn, you muppet,” Price grumbles, making you snort.

“Muppet?”

“It’s someone who’s dumb and clueless and can’t take a hint, like you,” Ghost defines, “And Soap, most of the time.”

“Daen’t go draggin’ mae into this,” Soap’s voice quickly cuts through, “I haven’t said onything.”

“Uh, yes you absolutely did, earlier, remember?” Gaz argues, ignoring Price’s protests for him to stop arguing, “About Ghost being stupid with the tea thing?”

“Oh, I’ll have you all know—”

“Ghost, don’t start—”

You listen as the once casual, teasing conversation turns into an argument and chuckle quietly to yourself, knowing that they’d be arguing about this until you all finished your assignment.

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s-aint-elmo · 1 year

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digging out my eah content part 3: the monster/fairytale culture shock we deserved

ID: a set of sketchy digital comics of c.a. cupid using monster high slang in ever after. set one features cupid popping up behind cerise hood.

cupid: hey, beastie! cerise: what. cupid: what? cupid and cerise hold an awkward silence. cerise, snapping her fingers: ohhhh, is that slang? cerise: ahaha okay don’t mind me (louder:) haha cedar wait up

set two features ashlynn ella showing an excited cupid her sketchbook.

ashlynn: what do you think of my new designs? cupid: oh, total freak chic, ashlynn! ashlynn: ashlynn, tearing up: you could have just said you didn’t like them...

the final image is blondie lockes thoughtfully tapping away at her mirrorpad as cupid, off-screen, exclaims “fangtastic!” “clawsome!” “furricious!”

#ever after high #c.a. cupid #cerise hood #ashlynn ella #blondie lockes #doodles #mine #quality once again down bc these are the remnants of the great collapse (of my old laptop)#i simply think cupid should not have made such a seamless adjustment <3 i simply think it should have been addressed in the first place <3 #imagine how funny cupid would have been actively pretending to not be a monster #up there w cerise with the juiciest reveals we never never got to see

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gumjester · 1 year

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this is a thought born from me rewatching true hearts day semi-drunk at 3am so what i say might not even be accurate but on that rewatch i noticed that out of everyone at eah, it is cupid who uses fairy tale puns most! hexcellent, happily ever awesome, that sort of lingo! and i thought it was quite sweet. the idea that she would use all these specific and even potentially cheugy or outdated fairy tale phrases that other ever after citizens actually dont use that much, as a way of cultural assimilation. cupid with her ancient little ever after phrase guidebook, looking up "ever after slang" on the mirrornet and learning everything she sees just to make her seem less of a stranger to her classmates. im not sure if this is accurate at all but i like the thought anyway! cupid is very cute to me!!!

#ever after high #eah #c.a. cupid #gum talk #love you cupid!!!!!!!!

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faybellesbeauty · 22 days

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If eah spellebrated (hehe) Halloween, who would everyone dress up as?

i love using eah slang its so goofy

but i actually have a sheet of hcs for halloween!!! i love halloween sm i literally just. hc every character and how they celebrate it 😭 there are so many so i’m keeping it to my favourite characters for this

Cerise: Doesn’t exactly dress up, but wears a ”vampire” cape and shows off her fangs (as fake)

Briar: Does an insanely cool halloween themed makeup that changes every year from pumpkins to spiders, depending on what her friend group is doing as costumes. sometimes she has matching costumes with Faybelle (for ex. Harley and Ivy or their eah representives)

Kitty: Dresses up as one of her friends each year to make fun of them (but in a good sense because she secretly thinks halloween is actually fun and doesnt want to ruin it for anyone)

Maddie: you can imagine what she wears. sometimes it’s a random character, sometimes it’s a massive tea cup. you never really know what she comes up with each time

Lizzie: She often forgets to design her own costume because she makes them for her friends. If she does make one for herself, it’s usually from a wonderlandian tale or monster

(lmk if you want a hc for a specific character!! just send in an ask or reblog or reply ^^)

#ever after high #eah #the insane eah blogger replies??

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maddie-zylophone-hatter · 1 year

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eah brain rot has affected me so much that I've been using eah slang help

#ever after high #eah #its so silly too

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tangirlisfangirl · 2 years

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Alright @the-lavender-creator , here’s that Fleur deep dive I promised! Also for anyone else interested since I’m proud of this character and think she’s super cool and intricate <3

For anyone who doesn’t know this is just a post about my EAH oc who’s the daughter of the Fairy Queen from A Midsummer Night’s Dream, so keep reading if that interests you n whatnot

Under the cut because, as always, I don’t know how to control myself and this got longer than it should’ve 🥴

For simplicity/clarification, the Titania we see in Cedar’s opening part of Suzanne Selfor’s “The Storybook of Legends” is the same Fairy Queen that we see hosting the Blue Moon Fest in the animations.

My character, Fleurencia Monarch, Fleur for short, is her and Oberon’s daughter (although she’s much closer to her mother). Appearance-wise she has gold eyes and dark curly hair inherited from her father, and, unlike the other two fairies we know, has much larger and more complex wings akin to her mom’s. Also, she has the same flower powers so that plants grow whenever her hands or feet touch the ground, although she’s almost always flying so it’s not like overgrowth is a problem.

Because the story requires Titania and Oberon to have an air of otherwordly mystery and elegance, they grow up secluded in the forest with limited interactions before being thrust into Ever After High to fulfill their roles. Although with age they’ve been able to improve their social skills and engage with the outer world as they please, from selling flowers in town square to competing in carriage races, Fleur is still entrenched in the loneliness caused from being restricted to the Enchanted Forest, only just being introduced to popular trends and social media in her first year at school.

In spite of all this, she’s just as kind and loving as her parents, just with more of an untouchable air. She’s in charge of both Fairy Club and Enchanted Gardening club, but these are the only times anyone can find her, since she unintentionally spends most of her time in the forest; she has to keep in touch with her future subjects after all (but I like the idea that she can be summoned in a pinch with a fairy ring made up of all her favorite things). Her main circle is with Ashlynn, Farrah, and Nina, since they’re the kindest and share similar interests, but she has nearly none of the popularity. It’s not like doesn’t get invited to parties or get-togethers at all, just not as often since… she doesn’t get it, you know? Doesn’t know the popular bands, doesn’t know the slang, and she’s probably too busy running the realm of fae, anyway.

But she desperately wants to connect with others, have fun and foster relationships, feel the warmth that comes with laughing and spending time with people you care about and that care about you. She cares so much, all the time, and wants to experience the joys of life with everyone else but just can’t quite reach out, partially because she doesn’t know how but also she also has to keep in line with her destiny (you could also make the argument that the powers behind destiny cursed her in a way to be easily forgotten so she can better play her part without distractions).

It’s not like she’s totally lonely, though, she still has her destined king. Aurelius Viridian (introducing him since he’s important to Fleur’s character but I care about him less lmao) was the male fairy chosen to be the next Oberon when he was born, and though the two didn’t exactly grow up together they still have an intimate understanding. They’re not exactly ’dating’, they don’t share any physical or romantic affection, it’s just an unsaid thing that they’re spoken for.

However, Aurelius is much more… ‘kingly’. Stuffy and arrogant, he doesn’t interact with anyone at school but Fleur, and that’s the way he likes it. Whenever she’s left out or otherwise disheartened by the people of Ever After, she always comes back to lean on him, the only person she can truly communicate with. They’ll slow dance in the air or cultivate sections of the forest like a shared art project with their similar powers of growth, any low energy activity since it’s in line with the natural floatiness of fairies; but being around him elevates her poise and elegance, which strengthens her untouchable air, the last thing she wants. This kind of puts her in a difficult position— does she stick with him to validate her desire for intimacy, or branch out to others that might not understand her, but still feed into her need for social connection?

She meets someone that changes things, though. When accompanying her mother to the Top of the World to discuss seasonal matters with the Snow King and Queen, she gets to talking with Crystal, but they don’t exactly click; she’s way too spunky and Fleur is way too gentle and soft spoken. No, it’s a little frost imp she sees messing up his duties, clumsy but still laughing and enjoying himself, that she can’t help but find endearing. His joy is infectious and she finds herself laughing, too, waving to him down below before catching up with the others in the icy throne room. His sister notices this and, still spurred on despite her last plan’s failure, concocts a new one.

Fleur is on the balcony of her dorm late at night (despite her light aesthetic she loves the evening, being surrounded by stars and fireflies, and is actually most active at night), but is visited by Northwind, on a mission to get close to her to take advantage of the magic of the forest and gain power (not Jackie’s best plan but she’s desperate). He’s… forgetful, and is more so focused on just having a good time, like he does all the time. Fleur isn’t used to it, but she’s more than happy to come along, and so he shows her all the fun of winter she’s never gotten to experience (she always used to hibernate during the winter since everything else in the forest would, too). Every chance they got they’d sneak up to the Top of the World together to have snowball fights, make snowmen and snow angels, even go sledding (on him as a penguin specifically cause I thought it was cute), and she cheers him on when he shows off all his animal forms.

The thing is, everything would always be his idea; Fleur always asked for his opinion, what he wanted to do, which he’s not used to, especially because he thought all princesses gave orders. She’s so genuine and non-judgmental that he starts to feel guilty, and tells her the truth, but sadly enough she already knew. It’s not like she didn’t hear about the two twin frost imps trying to overthrow the royal wintry family, and it’s not like anyone would go out of their way to spend time with her unless it’s for a grasp at power (Faybelle would do that sometimes), but she didn’t raise any alarm because for fairy godmother’s sakes she just wanted to go out and have fun for once! But she does wonder why someone as funloving as him would do something so devious, and he explains that all he wants to do is support Jackie since she’s so sick of being an unimportant, nobody imp.

So Fleur gets to talking with Crystal, and they come up with a compromise that the twins will come to Ever After High for Jackie to fill the role of Jack Frost (Northwind’s in a similar situation as Poppy (also sidenote why can’t this happen in-canon?? they did about as much treason as courtly and faybelle and the latter barely even had to apologize, i might actually make a separate post about it cause im so invested in the concept but anyway back to clean professional writing)) and Fleur is ecstatic that she’ll get to spend more time with North. He’s absentminded and doesn’t think about social conventions, while she’s more open-minded and fair to everyone no matter background or intelligence, so it turns into a positive feedback thing where they care for and pay attention to each other when others don’t.

But Aurelius doesn’t like this. He’s not jealous, more so annoyed since he sees Northwind as beneath both him and Fleur, undeserving of either of their time (I can also imagine that they’d be forced to room together since North is new and Aurelius was roomed alone for destiny sake but now they have to worry about saving space :P so North’s need for cold affects the prince’s general need for warmth and general ability for his plants to thrive, which doesn’t help his feelings towards the imp). This further puts Fleur into a torrid emotional situation where she wants to be with North—someone who brings out her inner bubbly spirit, who exhilarates her and helps her become the more easy and welcoming person she always wanted to be—but she doesnt want to leave her long-time anchor Aurelius behind, someone whos been there in a way no one else has despite how it keeps her closed-off, and who she still loves and loves her in his own way, not to mention the whole destiny angle (ignoring the fact that the book was destroyed, I forgot about that when I figured all this out let’s not talk about it lol).

Right now she’s straddling the line between both boys, and though Northwind doesn’t pay it any mind, Aurelius is a steadily boiling kettle, only tolerating it for the moment. After some time it climaxes to a point where Fleur and Aurelius fulfill their destinies in a way, with North filling the role of the boy Titania becomes attached to that causes Oberon to attempt to hex her, this time with the motivation of “use a spell to make her fall in love with an animal to show how frivolous her emotions are in hopes that she’ll give up the imp.” It’s toxic, sure, but that’s how the story goes, and as everyone knows, fairytales are not the kindest…

But yeah that’s about it! Beautiful but sad/lonely character trope but I feeI like thats everyone in EAH afsbdsjfks. I tried making the writing all pretty but it took a lot more work, oh well it’s done ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ Some other fun tidbits I will include is that Fleur loves violin and will listen to covers of pop songs, has pointed ears like Faybelle (and assumedly Farrah), and loves fairyberry candies and anything else with the flavor, and will visit Book-End bakeries and cafés to stock up on treats. Her favorite memories are the few times she was invited to go to them after school with a group of friends. I’m also trying to design outfits for her to fit in with the specials (Spring, Wonderland, Dragon Riding, etc) but idk if I’ll ever post them, so instead I’ll include this messy digital drawing from a while back ‘cause I drew her traditional and scanned it but was still trying to figure out her color palette, plus a vibe playlist cause I do that for all my major ocs :)

#for everyone not just virgil >>>>#if you read through all that i APPLAUD you ik its a lot forgive me 😣😣#if you cant tell i spent a lot of time on her #im actually really happy i get to share her!! not used to sharing any of my ocs but who knows i might do it more often #we’ll see #also out of curiosity who do you ship more fleur and north or fleur and aurelius lmk :00 #ever after high #eah #eah oc #ever after high oc #oc #ocs #oc stuff #my oc #my art #oc art #my oc art

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opanchu · 2 years

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I know they don't let eah cupid talk about mh mostly but it'd be cuteeeee if she sometimes accidentally said monster slang like unlife or clawsome or oh my ghoul

#i saw a diary of hers where she did that and im unsure if it was official? but i think so. well i like it

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athena-xox · 3 months

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My shit (ignore this)

Links to helpful things/my content for the eah fandom

Google drive to all the eah books

Links to all the diaries that came with the dolls

All the webisodes, episodes and specials in release date order

Eah slang dictionary

Lizzie’s deck of card instructions

Eah reboot kickstarter ( @andromedavwrites )

Other accounts with helpful eah content/link credits:

@ravensraven

@everafterhigharchive

@eah-backgrounders

Personal links:

Eah fancasts

Eah Pinterest board

Eah Spotify playlists

Hopefully I’ll have a link to my eah rewrite ff, but in the mean while if anyone wanted to help discuss plot/characters/whatever or beta read, feel free to dm me.

#ever after high #eah #lizzie hearts #dizzie #eah books #a wonderlandiful world #eah diaries #eah links #eah fanfic #eah fancasts

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samskaterguy · 2 years

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So I didn't watch Monster High when I was younger, I recently got into it now as a 16-year-old. I know horribly late BUT I did watch Ever After High! I recently started thinking about Cupid, a monster high student who came to Ever After High for a short time (or attended both at the same time? I dunno)

So image Cupid is trying to blend into EAH but she keeps using MH slang around the new students and they're so confused. They know what she's trying to say but they have no idea where she got the slang from.

Cupid, trying to fit in: Would any of you want to uhh..fang out later?

Random student: What?

Cupid: Ya-Ya'know? Fanging out together! As bloodies!

Random Student: What's a..bloody?

Cupid: Uhhh nothing-

Or her casually using "clawsome" or "boltagious" and everyone is just so lost. Or referring to someone as "Ghoulfriend"

OR when she gets back to Monster High she uses EAH slang and then they're all lost with her new way of speaking

If the two worlds ever collided like Mattel wanted it would 100% be an accident and be Cupid's fault (Or that alien girl from Boo York. Sorry I forgot her name, Astra Nova? Or something)

#actually wasn't there a book on it?#or maybe the scarily ever after dolls?#or was that completely different?#mh #eah #ca cupid #cupid daughter of eros #ever after high #monster high #honestly i haven't thought about eah in FOREVER

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kaypeace21 · 3 years

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Stranger things is about mental health & trauma- deal with it!

I’ve seen a lot of people claim anyone who mentioned this topic immediately be gaslit and told they’re “just crazy” and “rudely projecting their own issues on to the characters.’ Like- no you don’t have to believe my Will DID/Lonnie theory ( I could be wrong). But to claim one of the show’s central themes isn’t about mental health/trauma (screams either complete lack of lit comprehension or denial cause you have your own negative biases towards such people). So let’s just go into what’s literal text-not subtext/symbolism. Just the super blatant stuff. RIGHT IN THE SHOW!

-We have El when she first appears on screen asked by Benny if her parents starved and hurt her and if that’s why she ran away. Benny then calls CPS to say El “may have been ab*sed or something.” After this Lucas says there is “seriously something wrong with her-wrong in the head. She’s probably from the NUT-HOUSE in curly county.penthurst” We also see El cannonically has PTSD-all of s1 she’ll see something benign (a cat, a coke commercial, a closet) and is triggered to see a traumatic flashback. That’s literally ptsd. There’s also hints throughout the seasons she’s developmentally behind in both language, telling time etc (neglect like El’s irl can cause an intellectual disability-analysis on El/that subject here).The real pethurst in pensylvannia (not the one in stranger things/ Curly county) closed in 1986- it was a facility for people and mostly kids with intellectual disabilities (it wasn’t technically a psych facility like the one in st)-but it was infamous for it’s abuse of these intellectually disabled patients kept there. We also have Brenner be a ab*sive psychiatrist.

- Hopper after suffering from the loss of his daughter. Is popping pills like candy, drinking and smoking constantly. He later says he used to hallucinate and forgot what was real -seeing and hearing sarah and says if he didn’t confront the pain he’d “fall down a black hole he couldn’t get out of.” NO... subtext here about what the void represents nope.

- Both mothers (Terry & Joyce) are dismissed as being mentally ill and simply grieving the loss of their kids . But both end up being right about the supernatural.

- “Terry pretends Jane is real. i mean it’s all make believe. you know the doctors all say it’s a coping mechanism.”

- While with Joyce the whole town pre s1 already questioned her mental health. Jonathan says “She used to have anxiety problems (pre s1).” And Jonathan, Hopper, and Lonnie all assume she’s hallucinating: talking to Will via lights, seeing a man without a face, saying Will’s body is fake -due to grief. Plus Lonnie mentions the fact Joyce’s aunt Darlene also used to hallucinate as a possible reason (terry’s aunt also had mental health issues mentioned in s2 by Becky). Lonnie even says everything Joyce is seeing is “all in her head.” Hopper and Jon both say she needs to sleep and accept reality and Lonnie says she needs to see a “shrink”. Hopper “i’m not saying that you’re crazy”. Joyce : “no, you are.” Joyce also says to Lonnie “Stop looking at me like that... like everyone else like i’m out of my damn mind.” Hopper also says about Joyce she’s “on the edge”. Callahan says in response , “she’s been on the edge for a while now” (referring to her mental health- even before Will’s dissappearance)”. While Lonnie says Jonathan is “feeding into her hallucinations ... you’re going to push her right over the edge.” In s2 Hopper says “ I think everyone is on edge- you, me, Will most of all. (when talking about Will’s ptsd/trauma)”

- in s1 They claim Will just “fell” over the edge of the quarry’s cliff. Later the only other queer coded character (Mike) jumps off the quarry cliff (where Will’s body was found) cause the homophobic troy forced him too jump. Troy even says earlier dead-Will is “flying with all the other fairies all happy and gay” (to Mike). And Troy says to Hopper El made Mike “fly” after jumping off the cliff. Friendship saved him from jumping off the edge metaphorically ( and he’ll prob eventually be happy and gay too).

s2/3

-Will is seeing a therapist . And we are told he has ptsd and will experience the anniversary effect, personality changes,nightmares, having episodes, etc. And things “will get worse before they get better”. Mike also asks if what Will is seeing is “real or like the doctors say all in your head?” And Will continues to see hallucinations of the mf/upsidedown that only he can see initially.

-Hopper also agrees with owens mentioning how he knew guys with ptsd . joyce : “it’s not like he’s describing a nightmare. He talks about them like they’re real.” Hopper: “Yeah, because they’re not nightmares they’re flashbacks.I think he’s right about trauma.I think everyone is on edge (bringing that s1 ref back), Me you, Will, most of all.Nothing’s gonna go back to the way that it was. But it’ll get better.In time.”

-Nancy suffers from survivor’s guilt and drunkingly says she killed Barb. Jonathan says like Nancy he has “a weight that you that carry all the time . i feel it too.” (cough depression). He also says he tries to be there for Will but says about Will “he’s not the same. maybe things can’t go back to the way they were. (mirroring Hopper’s words earlier that season)”

-Jonathan said in s1 Joyce had “anxiety issues” than Nancy says in s3 “you really are your mother’s son... you worry too much.” Then we see him look worried after the comment.

- in s2, Axel & a scientist both call El and Will “schizos” because of their powers. In s3 mrs driscoll isn’t believed about the supernatural cause she’s schizophrenic-but like Joyce/Terry was right.

- Kali saves a woman named Dottie (a british slang term for crazy) from a mental hospital and then compares herself and El to dottie. saying her non-powered gang is “Like us ...outsiders... society discarded them.” In graphitti we even see the title “obedlam” a british poem about discarding the mentally ill and leaving them homeless. El before this sees a mentally ill man screaming “we’re all dead!” Kali’s friend says to El, after this encounter they were “dead all of us” until kali “saved them here” (points to head) “and here” (points to heart). Pointing to the theme of love and friendship helping those with such issues. Similar to the cliff analogy.

-The cycle of ab*se. Max in s2 says she’s afraid of becoming like Billy (her ab*ser). We see Billy mimic his ab*ser neil and inflict pain on max. In s3 we see the roots of his behavior are linked to mimicking Neil- Neil in a flashback says about baseball “what are you scared?” “ did i raise a p*ssy for a son”. So young Billy later in a fight says to a boy “ what are you scared to fight me? fight me p*ssy. (as he beats the boy)” Deflecting his anger of his father on to someone else. In s3, We see as a kid he used to say to Neil “don’t hurt her” (his mom)-specifically after Neil backhand slaps her -but we later see possessed Billy backhand slap Max (just like neil). The resentment to his mother leaving - festered into how he views women and max negatively . And his attraction to mrs wheeler prob is linked to him subconsciously missing his mother. Max in s2 even says he can’t take it out on her mother so he does so to her instead (we even have Billy hallucinate hurting mrs wheeler).We see in s2 the cycle of abuse is there- Billy mimics Neil, and then Max mimics Billy. Billy harrasses Max and yells “SAY IT!” (mimicking Neil). Max like Billy later yells “SAY IT” and uses a bat /violence to stand up for herself against Billy- which earlier she said she was trying to combat … explaining she can be angry like Billy sometimes but she never wants to be like him (her nickname symbolizing this: aka ‘mad max’). Billy’s last dying words were an apology to Max- for becoming her neil. And we hopefully will see Max break this cycle.

- Will says his now memories (that he describes like dreams) are “growing “, “spreading “,and “killing”. While Kali says they need to face their father and (as Brenner) says El has to confront her “wound” or else it’ll “grow”, “spread” and “eventually it’ll kill her.” Kali says she used to be like El . She used to bottle her pain away and it “spread.” But she then says “I confronted my pain and I finally began to heal (from those wounds).” We also see with jonathan and nancy when describing “shared trauma” zoom in onto the scars on their hands. The wound heeled into a scar so to speak.

S2 & 3 ENDINGS

both have Hopper do a speech that delves into dealing with trauma/depression but still finding good along the way.

-s2 Hopper outside the snowball: “how are you holding up? Yeah, that feeling never goes away. It is true what they say, you know. Everyday it does get easier.”

-s3 Hopper monolouge : “ Feelings jesus. For so long, i’d forgotten what those even were. I’ve been stuck in one place,in a cave you might say , a deep dark cave (cough s2 supernatural cave). For the first time in a long time, i started to feel things again. I started to feel happy. Life... yeah sometimes it’s painful .sometimes it’s sad, and sometimes it’s suprising... happy.. And when life hurts you, because it will .remember the hurt . The hurt is good. It means you’re out of that cave.”

BUT YES- St has nothing to do with mental health/trauma, we’re just “crazy” and “projecting”. It’s not like some of ya’ll act pompous when you just have a bias and get pissy at the idea of relating to characters you “other” as “crazy” or “damaged” irl or anything (so attack people for pointing it out). Or (benefit of the doubt) you are just like.... oblivious... or just a kid who doesn’t know better XD

#stranger things #el hopper #will byers #jim hopper #joyce byers #max mayfield #billy hargrove #kali prasad #mike wheeler #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler

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minaspod · 6 years

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Mina gets a visit from a relative in the year 2218 who gives her company, a gift, and a choice.

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[ ⭭ Transcript ⭭ ]

ENTRY THREE

SFX: Long chime

DANIEL —eah, it turns on like that.

MINA Okay, yeah, I think that's how I had it before. Great. Uh, Patient A-6. Entry 3, date December 2nd 2218. Project Cryo. I wasn't expecting to get any visitors 200 years in the future, but—

DANIEL Hi!

MINA Hi! This is my brother Matthew's great-great-great... how many?

DANIEL Great-great-great-great-great-grandchild.

MINA Yeah! Wow. That's so cool. Are you still Thomases, is that still the last name?

DANIEL No, Matthew took his husband's name. It's Gonzalez, now.

MINA I was definitely not expecting anyone to visit me, so... I thought it would be a nice thing to log.

DANIEL Thank you for letting me be part of this. (pause) Mina, can we talk privately for a minute?

MINA Oh, sure. Here, I'll turn this off—

SFX: Button click

MINA (CONT'D) (louder volume) I think that was the stop button?

SFX: Recorder clunking on table

MINA (CONT'D) (distantly) What's up?

A beat as Daniel tries to piece together the slang.

MINA (CONT'D) Sorry, uh, what did you want to talk about?

DANIEL Mina... the nurse mentioned to me that you requested to be frozen again.

MINA (pause, then softly) Yeah. I did.

DANIEL And she told me the first thing you asked, when you were lucid.

MINA (growing defensive) Well, what about it?

DANIEL Mina, time travel is—it's science fiction. You have no idea when or if it'll ever be invented.

MINA Well, what am I supposed to do? I can't go back from here. The only way I can go is forward.

DANIEL (softly) Then don't go.

MINA ... What?

DANIEL Don't go. Stay here. My wife and I have room to expand, adding an extra room to the house will only take a day or two.

MINA A day or two...?

DANIEL I know it's slow, sorry, all our technology is a little dated. But the point is—you can stay as long as you want, Mina. Forever, even. You don't have to go.

A pause.

MINA I have to get back to him.

DANIEL But what if you can't?

MINA ... Can I give you an answer tomorrow?

DANIEL Hey, yeah. Of course. I'll come back tomorrow, okay? You have my number, if you need me before then.

MINA Okay. Thank you, Daniel. Uh... I think I need to rest now, if that's okay.

DANIEL Of course.

Pause.

DANIEL (CONT'D) Can I give you something, first?

MINA Yeah...?

SFX: Bag opening, closing

Mina inhales sharply.

MINA (CONT'D) Where did you get that?

DANIEL You recognize it?

MINA I gave it to Matthew for his first birthday after—

A pause. It happened 200 years ago; but to Mina, it's still fresh.

MINA (CONT'D) —after our mom died. Where did you...?

DANIEL Matthew made his kids promise to keep this safe until someone could give it to you. It got lost a few times, and it's... pretty beat up. But it's been sealed up for the past century or so, so it should still be legible.

Another pause. Mina sniffles.

DANIEL (CONT'D) He named his first daughter after you.

Mina begins to cry, small sounds that quickly progress into full-on sobbing. Daniel immediately shifts into Dad Mode.

DANIEL (CONT'D) Hey, hey, hey—hey, I'm here, I'm here—do you want a hug? Yeah, okay, here—it's okay, Mina, it's okay. I'm here. It's okay.

After a moment, Mina forces herself to calm down.

MINA (still choked up) I think I need to be alone for a little while.

DANIEL Hey, of course. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

MINA ... Okay.

ENTRY FOUR

SFX: Long chime

MINA Patient A-6. Entry 4, date December 2nd 2418. Project Cryo. (pause) There's not really anything here worth talking about. I'm going back under tomorrow.

#sci fi #podcast #time travel

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8thcourier · 6 years

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@sanguinariis

anyone within earshot would likely hear the acute doppler effect of the suddenly exclaimed ‘fuuuuuuccck... ’ followed by a dull clatter as jericho managed to plummet through the upper floor, along with the seemingly psychotic robobrain that had been attempting to run him over for the last 5 minutes. it’s weaponry was screwed - which was good for him. however it had decided that if it couldn’t shoot him, it’d try to crush him.... or at the very least, leave tread marks across his skull as it squished him flat. something he was vehemently opposed to.

the psychobot, however, had come down first ( it’s dumb roboweight proving too much for some rotted floorboards ) and he’d ( luckily ) landed right on top of the thing. and - once the dust had cleared and he’d stopped coughing and spluttering, he had a lovely view of the cracked glass dome leaking pinkish ick and fluid onto the rubble below.

well that’s one way to skin a cat. not that cats deserved to be skinned. he never really understood that saying. he quite likes cats.

there’s a quick check of the ‘essentials’. maybe a bruised rib and a few splinters of wood flecking his skin, but other than that - reasonably unscathed. one hand to the leather pack slung over his shoulder revealed that those scavenged items were still present, one of which was quite the prize too... a chinese army: special ops training manual - in tact, slightly ragged around the corners... which he should probably read before attempting to sell - given his recent ( or entire ) lack of covert manoeuvring... and as he’s half inside/outside now ( the side wall of the building and the room he’d dropped into was mostly just rubble and hole ) he should probably get to moving quick.

falling/sliding//clambering off the now inactive brainbot, he’s about to reach for something to crack the thing open ( scrap, ammo, whatever juicy little tidbits might still be in tact ), when he thinks catches the faintest snatch of something fast and -- r e d -- out of the corner of his eye.

mental checklist: he’s bleeding, a little - blood in the eye, or edge of perhaps. nah... it’s just a few dots from the splinters and no gouged head lacerations that he can feel. -- scratch that. a juicy feral, all exposed muscle and torn flesh. but there’s no accompanying ‘hiss’ or rattle of rapidly approaching feet on the ground. --scratch that too.

third on the list -- was the one that gave him pause. a knot of muscle in shoulders, drawing tight with sudden tension. because if he’s going with what he thinks he’s just seen, then a crazy bot was about the least of his worries.

l e g i o n. well... shit.

taking a quick potshot might be a horribly bad idea ( they tended to travel in... packs or... flocks... or... whatever... more’n one at least ). running the hell away was an option. but until he knew that he was truly running ‘away from’ and not ‘toward’ a whole bunch of them, it wasn’t the best option.

right, genius? now what? talk, barter, bribe, lie, smile sweetly and find the nearest viable exit?

okay then.

he moves... decidedly slower... slightly away from the bot - eyes trained on the spot he thinks he saw the movement.

❝ y-eah, hey there - just lookin’ to move along. ❞

aka. please don’t lob a spear at my head because that would - suck.

❝ i’m gonna come out front - nice and slow, no weapons. ❞

well he has a gun. two of them. but not drawn and pointed. yet...

❝ so lets just keep things nice and calm and we’ll be -- gucci. ❞

gucci? that was... latin, right? ( his grasp of language - especially the difference between latin and historical italian slang is stunningly limited, okay? )

#sanguinariis #v: there's no place like home #i tend to write a ton of blurb for starters to try to scene set #pls reply with whatever you're comfortable with and don't feel the need to match length!#if there's anything you'd like changed please let me know!

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