#i don't actually wanna get married but the title wife GETS to me okay

[snowbatsims]

VAMPIRE INTERMISSION #1, part 3

LILITH: so... i heard you knew what might be up with my wife? RUNE: actually, i was about to ask you! do you know when and how she might have gotten infected again? LILITH: ... actually, no! i think it happened during the year she was studying abroad. RUNE: abroad? RUNE: man, she really didn't tell us anything after she left, did she.

RUNE: reason why i'm asking, is because i was once awarded the title of "hero of strangerville", as i already had to deal with curing this affliction once before. RUNE: it's this whole alien plant possession that takes over one's body every night. LILITH: sounds familiar, yep. RUNE: morten had this issue once, and curing him was this whole debacle back then... kvikkie was only a teenager at the time. RUNE: so. did your wife, by any chance, somehow study abroad there? LILITH: now that you mention it; yeah, strangerville sounds familiar!

LILITH: and boy would i like this to end, as this happens every night. RUNE: i figured as much.

RUNE: we can take care of this. don't you worry.

Meanwhile, Bat has been busy, quietly doing who knows what to the household's computers.

MORT: what are you doing on that computer, anyway?? BAT: uuuhhh MORT: that's not yours!!

MORT: are you... trolling the forums or something??? that looks like forums. BAT: maybe. i'm bored. MORT: but why the computer, of all things??

BAT: well gee mort, they don't exactly have much else to do here!! BAT: they don't even have any games installed. there is literally nothing to do here besides sit and twiddle my thumbs. boring-ass people.

MORT: well, fair... but also you're just about the last person i'd expect to find browsing some random forum, so i'm just kind of surprised. can you read at all? i mean, i've known you for years and i honestly thought you avoided books like the plague. BAT: rude

BAT: you really think someone like einarr wouldn't at least try teaching me? MORT: ... fair.

BAT: not like it stuck well! BAT: probably because he also tried to teach me runes on top of that, so... MORT: oh

BAT: none of this matters anyway, i just wanna see how quickly i can get their accounts banned! MORT: BAT!!!!

Meanwhile...

RUNE: by the way, here's this! it's not much, but i noticed you two were a bit struggling for money right now, so-

LILITH: holy shit RUNE: i mean, it's only 1000 simoleons, but maybe it will help keep you afloat for a bit. LILITH: DUDE. thank you!!! KVIKINDI: ¥€Ş... ΜØŇ€¥ ₣ØŘ ΜØŦĦ€Ř

RUNE: ...she's right behind me, isn't she.

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KANAYA: bleb BAT: ah okay i see

Later, Einarr showed up for a bit. His shift was over.

EINARR: so what did i miss? RUNE: heyyy you showed up!! LILITH: welcome!! i'm not sure if we're properly introduced? you must be the einarr i've heard about... EINARR: yes! EINARR: i am einarr, son of auðvin... a man you definitely won't know, but we didn't exactly have "family names" back then. LILITH: so basically, you're ancient. EINARR: yes. 1064 years old now. LILITH: damn.

LILITH: well, i'm lilith pleasant...the lady who married your beautiful alien daughter! EINARR: we sure did raise an alien kid, yep. BAT: i didn't. she just happened. EINARR: yes bat, keep telling yourself that.

EINARR: and you're a vampire now? LILITH: yes!!! EINARR: welcome to immortality, child.

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RUNE: i see you're finally back to normal. KVIKINDI: ugh. let's not talk about it.

RUNE: we can still help you, you know. KVIK: don't bother... it's so embarrassing. RUNE: the infection being back, or us helping you? KVIK: both.

KVIKINDI: why did you guys have to show up unannounced at these ungodly hours anyway?! RUNE: well- KVIKINDI: actually - don't answer that.... i know we're all vampires here. RUNE: yep. KVIKINDI: my wife used to be human, so i guess her family has been rubbing off on me.

RUNE: oh yeah! she wasn't quite a vampire yet at your wedding! i think i remember that. KVIKINDI: yeah, nope!! i bit her right in front of everyone! that was basically our kiss! KVIKINDI: we'd been planning it for years!!

RUNE: you girls do miss out on some important hours of the night with your nightly possessions going on, though. RUNE: you sure you don't want a cure for this again? KVIKINDI: ....hmm. fair point. RUNE: she misses you. KVIKINDI: she does. RUNE: how did you get infected all over again, anyway? do you remember? KVIKINDI: hmm. well, i was an exchange student in strangerville one year. RUNE: strangerville. despite everything we went through there... KVIKINDI: shut up!! i literally thought it was safe there now.... and then i got thirsty at some point, and drank from some idiot who happened to still be infected. urgh....

RUNE: well! good thing you know someone who can provide you with a cure! KVIKINDI: haha yeah!! RUNE: by the way, i love the spiderweb pattern in your hair. it's really cool. KVIKINDI: hah thanks! lilith always likes to do it on me. RUNE: oh my gods that's adorable. KVIKINDI: thaaanksss ♡ KVIKINDI: ...but yes, please get me that damn cure.

CARMILLA: so the vampire guys already left? LILITH: yeah, the sun was about to rise. they had to make sure they didn't get burnt, you know. CARMILLA: i see.

CARMILLA: ... i wish i could stay awake at night. i keep missing out on everything. CARMILLA: stupid goddamn mortal human school. i'm gonna burn it down. LILITH: aw, that's my baby girl ♡ CARMILLA: don't.

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#vampire intermissions #gameplay #my sims #oh jeesh this only barely hit the 30 image limit #uh anyway i hope u enjoy lmfao #the rest probably won't be as long as this

[magicalbuffalotransformerman]

Pain in the Alps

(wahey, another au post! more bonejumper! it's noncanon, an- wait why is pain in the titl-)

[ah, yes. the alps. buncha mountains off in the east. they're pretty scenic. today, however and for whatever reason, they're pretty foggy. not an issue to bonecrusher nor rocketjumper, whom happen to be taking a stroll through the pennine alps. enjoying themselves, one would imagine.]

[bonecrusher is hopping around, occasionally tripping himself up due to getting his toes stuck in cracks in the ground.]

RJ: so! any fun plans for the future?

BC, getting onto his feet once again: none that are coming to mind, no. why, when's our anniversary?

RJ: ahh... some time in... february? that makes sense.

BC: no, that's when you first got to the base. didn't we marry after you gave honey that spark attack?

RJ: ...oh yeah. still don't feel too good about doing that to him.

BC: cake's forgiven you for it, don't worry. been a while since, actually.

RJ: i don't feel like i deserve it, though, you know? i killed her conjunx. if anything i should've been dead ever since she first heard about it, but... she... just hasn't. no bad blood between us two. i don't get it.

BC: well, life is full of surprises. a box of chocolates, i guess.

RJ: do humans really say that? life is like a box of chocolates?

BC: yeah. you never know what you're gonna get.

RJ: hah. that's... mmm... yeah, alright, i guess that makes sense.

BC: yo, hey, that day at the tiny outpost reminded me of a question i wanted to ask you for a long time. rockie, what's your biggest kink?

RJ: as if you don't already know!

BC: no, genuinely! what's your biggest kink? i wanna know.

RJ: ...well, having a cock is pretty up there. then there's the whole 'being more than one person's wife' thing, that's hot. filling people with cum... yum... well, i'd have to say my biggest kink is you. final answer.

BC: wh... me? i-

RJ: [she picks bonecrusher up by his lovehandles.] yes, you. i love you more than anyone else would bother, bonecrusher. c'mon.

BC: what about munchie and bunkbed though?

RJ: okay, fair point. those dudes are pretty down bad for you. my point still stands. [she kisses bonecrusher's forehead.]

BC: d'aww. okie. i love you too. [smooch.]

[rocketjumper carries bonecrusher bridal style down the path, blabbering on about whatever pops into mind.]

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RJ: ...and then, it just... clicks. i suddenly realize how much trouble i'm in, i hide the evidence, i run for the hills. but i did remember to execute him!

BC: good for you for remembering to kill him. he seemed like a major dick.

RJ: god, he was! any time i'd try to talk some sense into him, he'd fire back with some annoying excuse...

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BC: ...strawberry energon though? solid A+. that shit tastes like a labor of love and i won't have it any other way. you agree right?

RJ: unanimously.

BC: nice! and uh... shit, what's that other green one? spearmint? electric dream?

RJ: i think it was... chewy lime?

BC: huh...

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[rocketjumper hops over a crack in the ground.]

RJ: what was i saying? oh yeah. he said his dick was like 4 feet long.

BC: and how long was it actually?

RJ: barely one. had a good laugh about it, but the poor dude looked like he was hurt by it. which makes sense. some people think dick size is everything, but it... well, sort of isn't? like, the smaller ones are fine, but i prefer the bigger ones... mainly you.

BC: mmm.

RJ: so then i milked him for about 3 earth days. his cum tasted like apple juice. kinda weird.

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BC: okay, what next?

RJ: final event on the list? just us, hanging out on pluto. it's the perfect vacation spot: no humans for miles, unexplored terrain, the massive heart that pluto has. if we forget to bring condoms, we can even troll the humans with the semen if it doesn't dry up before they explore pluto for themselves.

BC: ooh! oooh! we can put up little structures too to troll them further! like little alien totem poles and faces on the surface! it'd be such a good prank!!

RJ: god, it would, wouldn't it? buncha idiots'll think it was little green people that made them. how i envy them sometimes. they don't have to ask the us government for materials to build our own sex toys, but we do.

BC: ...well, while that is embarrassing, they haven't said no yet.

RJ: yeah. they haven't said n- [she steps into a bear trap.] -yEEIAIGHHGAHFFUCK!!! [rocketjumper hops around on one foot, and trips into a nearby rock.]

[bonecrusher flops onto the ground, immediately hopping to his feet.]

BC: shit, babe, are you alright?!

RJ: WHO PUTS FUCKING BEAR TRAPS IN THE ALPS?!?!

BC: aw, god... uhm. ooh. patchwork'll know what to do! [he attempts to use the radio, only to get some unbearable white noise in his ear instead.] FFFHHRGHRRRGHHH---- nevermind... uhm... [he takes a closer look at the bear trap, trying to figure out how to get it off safely, when he notices an autobot symbol on one of the teeth that didn't make it into rockie's ankle.] ...the autobots.

RJ: ,,,Y- [deep breath.] you... don't think it was an ambush, do you?

BC: seems too coincidental to not be an ambush. try your best not to bleed out, i'll make sure no one's able to hurt you while you're down.

RJ: god, i can fend for myself, you know! just... the bear trap was unexpected. [she stumbles back onto her feet, leaning on a rock wall.]

BC: ...well, what's a partner for? gotta look out for yer other, y'know. not trying to say you can't fend for yourself, and certainly not trying to be rude. hey, did you...

RJ: ...get the arm cannons working? [her forearms transform into a couple of heavy duty path blasters, similar to those from TF:FoC.] patchwork helped me get those goddamn archaic systems functioning. the armblades are compatible as well! just... wanna stay vigilant. (<-- this is canon. rocketjumper having her heavy duty path blasters is canon i'm just writing this story for angst)

[a metaphorical lightbulb lights up.]

RJ: what was with the growling earlier?

BC: ah... comms aren't working. either nebula can't get over here, or there's an emp system somewhere. anyhow, i can't and don't want to try again. you know how it is.

RJ: ...yeah. yeah, i get it. alright, you don't mind being a living crutch, right, boney?

BC: for you? not at all. [he gets his mining claw under rockie's beartrapped leg, helping her stumble along the path.] i'll make sure to swipe at any more traps i can reach. you gotta blast the ones i can't.

RJ: not a problem. [she gains a forearm back, extending that arm's armblade.] lead the way.

[and so, the two slowly but surely made their way down the path, taking note to destroy anything vaguely autobot in nature. three watchtowers, countless bear traps and EMP stations, and a couple of abandoned structures were destroyed over time.]

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[aeroplane wheels touch down at the end of the path.]

[patchwork hops out of marrowbomber's cargo bay, and fortslammer slides off of the top of marrowbomber's fuselage.]

FS, landing on his feet: what's the sitrep, doc?

PW: bonecrusher and rocketjumper are slated to meet here at the end of their walk, but their comms are jammed and they haven't arrived yet. screen for traps and two decepticons. i'll be right behind you.

FS: affirmative. [fortslammer transforms into his king tiger alt form, and begins his trek... logically, faster than a king tiger should. they were pretty shitty back in the day. guess 'slammer got his upgrades off the black market. i -- the narrator -- don't blame him.]

[patchwork runs and hops onto fortslammer's turret, perching like a gargoyle and keeping both eyes open for hostiles.]

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[bonecrusher and rocketjumper have been captured by a group of heavily-armed autobots. the commander (hereby described as Kommander) whom looks oddly... distasteful... is eyeing down his quarry.]

Kommander: I was not expecting two of them. Quite impressive.

Soldier 3: Oh, my bear trap! I was wondering where that went. [He rips it off of Rocketjumper's ankle, causing extra damage.] Thanks!

RJ: [barely conscious]

Soldier 7: Primus... she's so heavy...

Soldier 2: I can take your place for you, if-

[The Kommander executes Soldier 2.]

Kommander: Do not give up. It shows weakness.

Soldier 7: ...O-okay.

Kommander: ...where was I? Ah, yes. The Claw of Megatron and his conjunx.

Soldier 3: What should we do with them, commander?

Soldier 5: We could harvest them for information!

Kommander: They're too stupid to hide any of their information; that would be time wasted in our fight against the Decepticons.

Soldier 6: They'd be good for punching bags!

Kommander: What's wrong with the ones I've already given you? Are you perhaps... spoiled?

Soldier 6: ...N-no...

Kommander: Sure you're not.

Soldier 1: Oooh! Ooh! I have an idea! We should execute the Claw first and watch his conjunx squirm!!

Kommander: OH. I like your style, little bot. [He sticks a little pin onto Soldier 1's chassis.]

Soldier 6: Do you think he'd have any last words?

Soldier 7: Maybe. Wake him up.

[Soldier 5 delivers a knee into Bonecrusher's right side.]

BC: [he coughs back to life, looking around at the feet of the autobots. two big feet stomp in front of him, aiming a FoC-esque Riot Cannon at his dome. he looks up, into the barrel of the cannon.] ...what.

Kommander: Any last words?

BC: life is fleeting. wish i coulda eaten ya, y'nazi fuck.

Kommander: Thank you. [He executes Bonecrusher without a second thought. That makes twice that Bonecrusher's died now.] (it doesn't.) Three, move behind the big one and prepare for execution.

Soldier 3: Didn't Optimus say he wanted to use her as a fleshlight?

Kommander: [He leans into Soldier 3.] We do not speak to 2007 Optimus Prime, and we do not take orders from him. Execute the big one.

Soldier 3: Uh- Sir yes sir. [Mildly excited, he wanders behind Rocketjumper, forming a Path Blaster and aiming at her head.]

Kommander: I swear to Primus, if you miss... Alright. One. Wake her.

[Soldier 1 shakes Rocketjumper's head.]

RJ: [she falls into consciousness.] whue... huh? [her eyes lock onto bonecrusher's scarred, oddly void chest cavity. she's speechless, tears running down her face.]

[The Kommander smiles behind his battle mask.]

Kommander, discreetly: [whispering to Seven and Four, the ones holding Rocketjumper:] Drop her. Let her hold him.

[rocketjumper is released by the autobots, crawling over to bonecrusher's gun metal grey corpse. her sobbing slowly grows louder and more desperate.]

Kommander: [whispering to Three:] Any time you want. Don't take too long.

[Soldier 3 sneaks up to Rocketjumper's side.]

RJ: …ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶜᵃⁿ'��� ᵇᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᶦⁿᵍ,,, ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ᶠᵘᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᶦⁿᵍ,,, NOOO-

[Soldier 3 executes Rocketjumper after getting his ocular systems damaged from her scream.]

Kommander: COME ON! She could've screamed his name, you useless-! Agh. Whatever. Now,---

[BANG. The Kommander's upper chassis is ripped asunder and ceases to exist.]

[The Soldiers react accordingly, firing into the fog.]

[Soldier 7 falls next. After him, comes 5, 1, 3 and 6.]

Soldier 4: ...ah, Primus...

[fortslammer transforms, running up to Four and strangling him.]

FS: you little fucking monster! how fucking dare you!! executing unarmed decepticons on their fucking vacation! you disgust me!!

Soldier 4: p-- ,,,,Please,,,, c-Come on, I wasn'-

[Soldier 4's head pops off, flying off into the distance.]

PW: ...wh... [he walks up to rocketjumper's body.] ...no... how... what??? they shouldn't have died this easily... was their plot armor turned off or something?? i- ...[hic]... god... [he wipes his face.] i never got to clone her consciousness...

FS: ...? what do you mean?

PW: i... i have bonecrusher's backed up. state of the art technology, i can make him a new head, but... rocketjumper... FUCK!

FS: how do you think he'll react?

PW: 'how do you'--?? FORTSLAMMER.

FS: hey now. i never saw them in the same room together, doc, how should i know?

PW: you disrespectful piece of shit! [he slaps fortslammer.] you're lucky bunkerbuster would have my hide if i killed you.

FS, rubbing his face: ...sorry.

PW: ...[sigh]. alright. let's... bring them back.

[fortslammer picks up rocketjumper as if she were a queen-sized mattress, and patchwork hauls bonecrusher by his arms. they both make their way back to marrowbomber.]

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[bonecrusher sits at the kitchen island with a barbed wire energon cube.]

[footmuncher pops by.]

BC: ...

FM: [he takes a seat with bonecrusher.] hey. i... heard what happened. how are you holding up?

BC: ...i'm not.

FM: poor guy. [he kisses bonecrusher's cheek, hugging him.] if you need any help, let m-

BC: could you haul me over to the alps?

FM: ...

BC: please. they forgot her hat.

FM: alright. when do y-

[bonecrusher gets out of the chair, wandering to the bunker door and ripping it upwards. footmuncher follows him outside. bonecrusher transforms, and footmuncher joins him. they get all hooked up, and footmuncher takes bonecrusher over to the alps.]

FM: nebula.

N: nebula to footmuncher, report.

FM: orbital assistance required. follow me over to the alps.

N: you got it.

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[footmuncher drops bonecrusher off, gaining altitude. for some reason, it's raining today and still as foggy as ever.]

FM: let me know if you find her hat.

[bonecrusher races down the trail, desperately scanning the ground for rocketjumper's hat using his mine claw.]

[footmuncher follows from long range, and nebula watches from orbit.]

N: ehh... spotted. square hat, military style. one klick north.

[bonecrusher packs his claw up, pedal to the metal, counting the meters as he goes.]

[eventually, he finds her hat. bonecrusher transforms, ripping it off of the ground and staring at it. a tiny sliver of it was shot off by her executioner. he looks up, off into the distance.]

BC: ...

FM: ...do you need a lift home?

[bonecrusher can't respond.]

N: nebula to bonecrusher, what're you observing? a titan?

BC: [barely audible:] you could say that.

[bonecrusher stares down his lover's ghost, just up ahead, visible through the rain. he tears up, slowly approaching the apparition.]

FM: ...is he going to be okay?

N: oh, totally. just keep quiet. he needs a moment.

[bonecrusher falls to his knees, just a couple meters away from the apparition.]

[the apparition turns and kneels, leaning down to bonecrusher and brushing its fingers across his chin. it smiles, seeing bonecrusher alive. it mouths; 'i love you, bonecrusher. will you promise to visit me in the afterlife?' bonecrusher could've sworn that he heard her words, clear as day.]

BC, his voicebox failing him: [lips quivering into a shaky smile and body quaking, he responds:] for as long as you need,,, please,,, please, don't leave me so soon,,,

[the apparition mouths; 'i'm sorry, my dear. they say i have some paperwork to fill out. goodbye for now.' it kisses his head, and slowly fades away.]

BC: [his tears fight to keep her visible.] p- pleas,,,e,,, rocketjumper,,, [he collapses to the ground, a mess in grief.]

[footmuncher lands on his feet, kneeling next to bonecrusher and laying a hand on his quaking body.]

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[they sit there for a while. as long as bonecrusher needs.]

#bonejumper #patchwork #fortslammer #footmuncher #magicalMILDnsfw #(injury; swearing; the narrator talking when he really shouldn't be) #(+ someone dressed like a german from 1944) #(+ noncanon and angst)

[slashingdisneypasta]

Human!Freddy Krueger x Fem!Reader || Oneshot

Title: What The Fuck Now, Freddy!?

Notes:

This is not inherently romantic, at all. Or sexual. Just... Freddy being a bastard, and you are caught in the crosshairs- and are forever linked with him because of it.

I've been listening to Lizzie, a lot lately- and this is inspired by 'What The Fuck Now, Lizzie!?'

Also- I'm thinking this will have a part 2. Due to the ending not being quite enough. Maybe a part for the court proceedings!

Plot: Many will know the story of that terrible day Krueger essentially snapped- killing his wife, Loretta Krueger. She saw the basement, they say, and he didn't like that. Their daughter saw the whole thing and suffered a traumatic response to seeing the sight of her mother, strangled to death, by her father- and forgot the whole thing.

But if she were to remember something, one day.

She may remember something no one knows about that day, aside from Freddy himself.

She may remember, that someone else was there.

She may remember you.

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Alternatively- you're being blackmailed by Freddy who found out you, another supposedly Plain Jane in Loretta's 'mothers club', is cheating on your husband and calls you up to help deal with the mess he made. Because who else did he have?

Warnings: Okay lemme see, its basically a potluck of triggers. Hm. Murder, swearing, cheating (You, on your husband. Not with Freddy), getting rid of a body, a child gets traumatised (Obviously, Kathy/Maggie), Freddy himself, mention of the basement and all that entails, reader with a very questionable moral compass. Look, I think if you can watch Freddy's Dead, you're good here.

I'm just heading out the door, to go grocery shopping - or, at least, that's the story I tell my husband. When really I don't do the grocery shop until the day after tomorrow. He never notices... - when the phone rings. By very nearly tripping over my feet in my endeavour to catch it before the ringing stops, I manage pick up the phone with very little injury besides an achy, slightly twisted ankle. "Hi! Hi, sorry, I'm here. Hello?"

Pouting, I sit down at the kitchen table; Rubbing my poor ankle to sooth the pain, which would soon diminish anyway. Still- I'm sorry, ankle. I'll try to chill.

When the voice on the other end reveals who it is who's called the house, I lose all need to be pleasant. Damn. I really need to memorise this goddamn number... so I can not answer it. "Whatcha wearin'?"

"Thank god Harrison didn't answer this, you fuck." I deeply roll my eyes. Thank god Har's out. No, this is not my mister, not the man I was going to meet just now- but its bad, enough. In an entirely different way. Its stupid, blackmailing, son of a... hundred maniacs. "What do you want?"

"What a way to answer the phone, Y/N. Gee, seems like every time I we talk, I'm learning how you really aren't in the right place, are you? Cheating on your poor husband, swearing... These aren't really signs of the perfect suburban house wife, is it?" Gritting my teeth, I keep from lashing out. I've learned, if you stay real quiet, Freddy wont have anything to pull from and will get bored quick. "Why so silent, hm?"

"... " Oh, fuck me. I cant help it. "Wondering where you get off judging me on being 'suburban', actually."

"Anywhere I like, thanks."

Oh... oh. Gross?

He doesn't see the disgust tearing my face into two perfect halves right now, but my silence must be enough as he laughs. The sound is directly into the phone, and harsh on my poor eardrums. Ugh... "Oh for gods sake... What are we? Fourteen years old?? Come on- why'd you call?"

"Uhhhh... " Quickly, midway through that drawn out 'um' sound, Freddy's voice transitions, and gets a whole lot darker. Something deep in his chest dislodging, to make it so. Perhaps, his heart. "Well... you might wanna come and see for yourself."

"Uh, I don't think so. I have somewhere to be right now- "

"Oh well you don't, anymore." And its clear what he isn't saying- or else I'll tell Harrison about Carter and set your life on fire. "Tell your boy toy you're takin' a reign check for the day. I think you'll last. In fact... after you come over here, you might be out of the game for a couple a hours at least- maybe days."

Hold on, hold on Freddy what the fuck- "What!?"

"... Believe it or not, I didn't actually mean for that one."

Moron.

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Nevertheless, no matter how just... off setting, Freddy is, I had to when he asked. I had to jump when he said so.

Because if not, then he would tear my life apart.

So here I am, about to knock on that big red door he lives behind, wondering what I'm walking into. Where's Loretta? Where's Kathy? How long will the visit be? I told Carter I'd be an hour or two late- any longer and I wont see him at all today. Which would absolutely suck.

Just after my knuckles come down on the wood the first time, a hand comes down on my shoulder and I immediately jump out of my skin... then slowly look around.

There's Freddy, a cheeky grin on his face. It does nothing to set my nerves at ease. "Ugh... Why are you out here?"

"We're going to the backyard. Lets go." Taking me by the shoulders, he marches me around the side of the house, instead of through it for some reason, and into the familiar backyard. I've been here numerous times, as Loretta likes to hold our club meetings here - Barbecue's, tea's... that sort of thing. Just to let the kids play together and so the adults can enjoy some adult conversation. Its a nice yard... but depending on what her horrid husband is about to show me, it may not be considered as such anymore... - , but I'm now starting to develop a sick feeling in my stomach.

Honestly- I don't know much about Freddy at all. Yes, I went to school with him, but that doesn't mean much when he was a freaky loner kid the whole time. I remember he killed the class hamster once- that's about the only splash he ever made in the news pool; But it definitely stuck.

Yes, Loretta cleaned up his image a fair bit since getting married, but now he's blackmailing me, and as far as I know I'm now alone with him.

Suspicious of him suddenly, I slip out of his grip with a dirty look flashed his way. Don't touch me.

He just rolls his eyes, leading me around some hedges.

And then everything stops.

Him, me, the air; The air around me, the breeze, the breath in my throat.

There lays Loretta, on the ground. If I was really really naïve, I could imagine she were sleeping... or passed out, at least, due to the way she's sprawled out. No one would lay down like that willingly.

But... her eyes are open.

For a moment I'm tempted to kneel down; Take a closer look. Find out how, myself. Is she bleeding anywhere that I cant see now? Are her lips turning blue? If I moved some short red hair out of the way- would their be marks on her neck yet?

But then I come to my senses...

And freak. The fuck. O u t.

"What, the fuck, did you do!?" I whip around, looking at Freddy now which entirely new eyes. I mean, before I sure wasn't fond- but now I'm filled with something new, looking at him. Something a lot worse, something that makes me want to run. Run, and hide, and stay there.

And all these, even though he hasn't really changed. He still wears a mischievous smirk, stony blue eyes eating up my reactions... like always. But this time its just so so much worse. "Made some dead weight- now you're gonna help me get rid of it. So!" Finally, though its been only a matter of seconds, he turns his gaze off of me and I'm glad. That gaze is far too heavy. "Ideas?"

Only for a moment am I lost for words, struggling to push anything out. "I... I'm sorry??"

His gaze returns to mine, but this time my eyes are hard as his are dark. "Help. Me. Get rid of her. Fucking. Body. Or do you want your dirty laundry aired for the whole community to hear?"

Before I can help myself, I let out a sharp laugh, only succeeding in making Freddy's scowl deeper. "Freddy- this secret's a lot bigger, then mine. Sure, I might get divorced- but you're going to prison!" Does he get that? He's g o i n g to j a i l. Crossing my arms, I try to avoid looking at my ex-friend's body. I cant. "I'm sure as hell not gonna be in there with you, for being an accomplice."

I really cant look at her... I can only focus on Freddy. And that takes a lot of energy- its taking everything in me, in fact. Everything I have. But I have to. If its him or her, there's no choice.

But... then a creepy smile spreads across his face- a vast polarity to the frustrated glower of before. It makes my blood run cold.

"Ohhhh..." He looks almost ferocious, even in his composed state. Like a monster. Like any moment a fanged, inhuman creature is going to burst out of him and I'm going to wake up, and this will have been a nightmare. A horrible nightmare. The kind where that creature haunts me for a long time, after its over. After this over.

He's going to haunt me.

"You must think this is my first time... " My heart turns to ice, mouth hanging a little open... what the fuck have I found myself a part of!? Suddenly all the children's disappearances on the news lately come to the forefront of my brain... "Sweetheart, give a man his dues. I'm a hard working kinda guy... " I watch his gaze flicker to a door - the back door? No... The basement door, - and when a filthy smirk pulls at his mouth, my heart flies up into my throat. God, it makes me feel sick. I want to be violently ill. "My first was my adoptive Dad... pretty sick, huh?"

The fact that he didn't say anything about the basement, makes my imagination go wild. I swallow it down, though.

I just need to get out of here, and never think about this again.

And to do that I need to help Freddy get rid of this goddamn body- and... probably... testify at court... As the panic starts to finally rise up in my, right up to fill my throat, I immediately take in a deep breath and slowly let it out. "Okay... " No time to freak out. Now's the time for action.

Gaze flickering to Loretta again, I try to acclimatise to the sight. I think its a lost cause, though. "How did you get rid of him? Your Dad?"

"No, that's not gonna work. He was a drunk dead beat, and I just had to tell the police some guy's he owed money to came over to the house." Freddy grins happily at the memory, but then just as quickly, scowls at his poor deceased wife's body- that certainly cant fight back. I just tack this onto the long list of reasons I hate him. "Lore's such a goddamn goody goody- we cant do the same thing. You don't think I woulda thought of that??"

"Hey." I snap, hands braced on my hips as I flash a glare his way. "This is not the time to get defensive!"

"Whatever... "

Then- suddenly, something occurs to me. Confused, I look around; A deeply horrified feeling disturbing my stomach. "Hold on... Where's your daughter?" Seeing no sign of her anywhere, I definitely start to panic again- especially when I look to Freddy and just see a pert look in his eyes as he looks back at me, a smile that strikes something horrid inside me. My eyes narrow. "You sick fuck- where the fuck is she!??"

"Under the bed."

"What the fuck does that mean!?" I exclaim, frustrated and freaking out. He did not- he did not! Killing your spouse is one thing, but the kid?? Your own kid??

I don't wait around for him to be cryptic some more, and rush right into the house to look for her. Under the bed, under the bed, under the fucking bed...? Which fucking bed!? Forcing ferocity out of my voice, I carefully call out to Kathy. Hoping to god she answers. I try to sound normal. Maybe a little bit cheerful; Excited.

But my voice wobbles.

"Kathy?? Sweetheart, its Y/N! Are you hiding? I have something for you... " ?? You have something for her, Y/N?? God... now you have to figure out some kind of treat.

You know what? Whatever. We'll figure that out later.

Lets just hope we aren't searching for a corpse. I'd definitely be sick, seeing a child... the way Loretta is...

Shaking my head and clenching my fists, I try to focus on Kathy.

I check under the bed in the guest room because it comes into view first and she isn't there, then her bedroom and she isn't there either... and get a sick feeling as soon as I enter the last bedroom. Freddy's and Loretta's.

God, I've never been in here before but its like a museum peace now. A horrible one. Like if you would walk into the Titanic... or the Borden house.

"Kathy? You in here?" Flicking on the light I kneel down on the ground, and check under the bed.

And something immediately crashes over me, as the sight of her covering her eyes down there. It isn't exactly relief, because this whole situation is still phenomenally fucked up for her, but I am selfishly glad to not have to see her body... crumpled, just like her mother.

"Hey sweetheart," My voice quivers slightly now, but I quickly swallow. No. No. Now, you must be strong Y/N. "Its just me. Your Daddy was looking for you, and couldn't find you! It got him worried!"

"I... I don't wanna see Daddy. He hurt Mommy." Kathy doesn't remove her hands from her face, and stays firmly by the wall- too far away for anyone to grab. My heart sinks.

Slowly straightening up again, I try to take that piece of information in. Turning to the doorway, I see Freddy there. he must have followed me. I didn't even notice. Slowly, and quietly ferociously, I say; "She saw?!"

He has the good sense to look embarrassed, even if it is just to make fun of me. "It was spur of the moment... " He shrugs. "I didn't have time to get a babysitter!"

What a fucking excuse. For gods sake.

I'm definitely dealing with a psycho- if that was even a question before now.

Swiftly, I look down under the bed again, because I'm afraid that if I continue to engage with him- I'll scream, and I'll lose my breath, and I'll scare Kathy even more. She's at the forefront of my mind; That's all I can think about.

But what to do with her after I get her out from under this bed, I don't know. I cant give her back to her father... but I cant hand her over to the police either because that would involve telling them about Loretta, and... Freddy will definitely kill me, for that.

This is a nightmare of a situation.

I'm just opening my mouth to say something - what, I don't know yet, - when she speaks, instead. "Is he there?"

"... Yes." I wont lie to her; That would be treating her with not nearly as much respect as she deserves.

When she takes a deep breath and rubs her eyes, as if just trying to keep herself together, my heart clenches. God... and to think I might not have picks up Freddy's call today. I would have been leaving her with this. For the first time today, I'm morbidly glad I came.

She speaks in that loud, hissy way that kids think is a whisper. "Can he... can you please make him go away?"

Immediately I straighten back up and look to Freddy again, my eyebrows raised halfway up my forehead. Like well? "Get out."

"I don't think you're in a position to make demands here, bi- "

"Do you want Kathy to live down there now!??" I snap, trying not to be scared. Not really feeling scared, actually. Just happy to have a reason to tell him to get the hell away from me.

A deep frown creases his mouth, deeply unhappy about the situation, but steps back. I only hear him step out of the way of the door, but its good enough. Quickly, I get up and close the door - fighting with myself not to slam it, - and lock it.

Then I return to the floor, and see this time Kathy has uncovered her eyes. She looks so small, smaller then she actually is, and she looks like she's shaking. Little red bows and piggy tails in her hair are messy from crawling under the bed. "He's gone, sweetheart. And I locked the door."

She just nods, so I take the silence as a chance to offer my hand to her. "Take my hand, sweetie? Come on out from under the bed. Its cold down there, and no one wants you getting sick." I need to upkeep the family friend bit, I need to sound caring and collected. I need her to trust me.

Her big eyes, not Loretta's colour or Freddy's, look nervous as hell. And she shakes her head.

Taking a deep breath, and I conjure all the sincerity as I can. And mean it. My eyes soften and I try really hard, to resent myself as someone trustworthy- which is hard, seeing as I've never really been that. I mean, I'm cheating on my husband. I told Carter today the same lie I told Harrison when i knew I was going to be late. The only person I think who knows the truth behind all my lies is Freddy. That says something about a person, that the only person who knows them is a psychopath.

But I want to, I need to, be good for this little girl. And there's no time for me turn my life around so it has to start with this. How fucked is that?

"... I promise, I'll take care of you. He wont hurt you."

After a few whole minutes, in which I stay silent because yes she's a child, but she's still thinking, she crawls over and takes my hand, letting me lead her out. Crawling into my lap as I cross my legs under her, she buries her face in my shirt- hiding. "You promise?"

Taking a deep breath, because I've really done it now, I offer my pinky for her to see if she turned her head. I know Freddy's listening to all of this through the wall, but I try not to freak out. "Pinky swear?"

"Pinky swear." She peaks out from my shirt, and curls her little finger around mine. Okay... "Y/N... I'm scared."

"Yeah... Me too, sweetie."

What am I going to do?

#Freddy Krueger x Fem!Reader #Freddy Krueger x Reader #Slashers #Slashers x Reader #Fem Reader #Freddy Krueger #Loretta Krueger #Katherine Krueger #Kathrine Krueger #Maggie Burroughs #Oneshot #Freddy Krueger x Reader Oneshot

[lizzybeth1986]

Quick Thoughts on TRR Book 3 Chapter 20

• Note: Screenshots for Hana are from @kennaxval , HIMEME YouTube Channel for Drake and Vika Avey YouTube Channel for Maxwell. Alright. Looks like this book will take another two chapters, fam!

• I feel like one will be for the final showdown between Liam and Anton, and the eventual aftermath, and the last one will be an epilogue of sorts, where the MC either has her coronation or is honoured in a special ceremony for her bravery. But I could be wrong, so don't take me altogether on my word.

• Wanna know how to be friendzoned by your spouse at your own wedding reception? Be Hana.

• I'm serious. Even if she's fucking married to you she's still expected to play the part of Professional Best Friend™. She acts more the bridesmaid than the actual bride.

• Title: A Warm Reception. Well that reception is about to get scalding hot by the end of this chapter!

• The chapter begins with a lovely sweet scene with your husband/wife (it's so nice to finally say it!!) and what they're looking forward to at the reception. In the options you get to hint at the main course you picked (if you paid the diamonds) or the cake (if you paid the diamonds) + the toast (for which you will now pay diamonds).

• We meet Ana de Luca at the boutique and she shows us a dress that...still looks like it would be more suitable for a wedding instead.

Okay maybe a little risque for a wedding...but still. I guess I'm more used to the bride changing into a different colour for the reception (for us Malayali Christians, we usually change into saris of whatever colour - but mostly red - after the wedding and the mass is over).

Well of course I'm choosing this. The other option is the dreaded LBD (alright not that dreaded. It's a lot better than Bluebelle, after all).

• Madeleine is extra snippy and snarky compared to her usual, and is determined to change her job description from Press Sec to Professional ClamJammer/Cockblocker™.

• Look, you lucky sods who did the fling option. My MC has had no sex since Valtoria and SHE. IS. THIRSTY.

• So we enter the hall, congratulated and complimented like any regular wedded couple, our friends surrounding us with joy and promises of a good time. Court members like Kiara and Penelope confess to crying over your vows (I'm guessing this crops up only if you chose the vow diamond option in Chapter 18).

• Boy they really are laying it in thick with Liam's heartbreak if he's not marrying you aren't they. Like they HAVE to drill it in you that THIS MAN STILL LOVES YOU AND IS IN PAIIIIIN before this entire betrayal fiasco occurs. They're like a few lines short of literally writing it on the poor man's forehead.

• In each playthrough, once you're done getting felicitations from everyone, you then get to meet the rest of the groom/bride's families.

In Liam's playthrough Regina and Leo tell Liam how proud they are of him, and Leo is impressed at his wedding taking place in Bossina Cathedral (hinting at the fact that if you married him in RoE, he was one of the few royals who did not get married there). In Drake's playthrough, the MC meets Bianca, and we find out more about both her and Jackson (Jackson wasn't a big fan of big events with lots of people, and Bianca can't wrap her head around the gazillion spoons and their purpose on the dinner table. Don't let your future son-in-law Bertrand catch you saying that, Bianca!). In Hana's playthrough, Xinghai and Lorelai sound nostalgic, and Lorelai tells Hana that she wishes Hana had let her braid her hair. Hana tenses up at the comment, but given the speech Lorelai gives later on, it seems more like a sentimental moment she wanted to share with Hana before the wedding. In Maxwell's playthrough, the family members are Bertrand, Savannah and Bartie, and Savannah uses her time with the newlyweds to...make pointed remarks about "how hard it is to take the leap" and give Bertrand shade for taking their relationship further yet. Um. Okay Savannah.

• We then move on to the main course. Now if you didn't buy the group scene at the festival in Castelserraillian, you do have a main course - they just don't specify what it is. If you do, however, the main course you chose will unlock a scene with the LI that recommended it. The chicken tagine unlocks some playful dialogue between Liam and Leo about how much Liam disliked this dish and how much his tastes have changed since then. The ash-e reshteh unlocks a cute scene between Hana and her parents about their experience in Iran during the Persian New Year, including a sweet story about how Lorelei had lost her bag and ended up walking around in a t-shirt instead. The feijoada stew doesn't give us any extra stories, but it does unlock a funny scene where Bertrand looks suspiciously at the stew ("It smells like...Drake". Bertrand Bertrand Bertrand. If only you knew how much grovelling you'd have to do in front of Drake later), Drake encourages him to try it, and Bertrand is bowled over by the taste. I guess that's to be expected, considering Drake only specified that he liked the taste of the stew rather than assign any personal connection to it. Overall...nice touch having the food item connected to the LI that suggested it to you, and it makes me a little sadder about the fact that they didn't assign one to Maxwell at all.

• The LI you married gives their speech for free, each in their own unique style, each giving us an insight into their individual stories:

In their individual ways, each LI stresses on how their love story wasn't expected to work out, but did despite all the odds. Both Maxwell and Drake are self-deprecating: one speaks of how he - even now - cannot imagine that this beautiful feisty woman would choose a 'cynical bastard' like him, while the other highlights how fairytale-like her journey was expected to be and how he was the court jester who shouldn't have been getting the girl, but did. (Lol I also noticed that the married Drake now calls his spouse "Walker" 😄 Edit: Looks like this is by option. @i-dream-so-i-write tells me that in the carriage scene post the wedding, you get to choose what he should call you, which I missed. Nice touch!). Hana speaks of how her feelings towards the MC gradually developed over time, becoming stronger and more difficult to ignore even though she knew they were both supposed to be here on the same purpose (ie. vying for Liam's hand). Liam's highlights his constant fears that their relationship would be brought to an abrupt end several times, but above all, he speaks of her as Cordonia's Queen, reminds his subjects that she has proved her worth as a leader time and again. This is important, because it's a reminder that Liam will always belong to two: to his country, and to the woman who marries him.

• You then get a diamond option to hear the toasts of all your friends (the remaining LIs + Olivia) + a family member of that particular LI. In each playthrough, there are discrepancies: ones that seemed odd and confusing to me at first but that clearly show a pattern. Each LI will have just one fellow LI who will speak about them as well, rather than just the MC, and a family member who will reflect on that person's growth. Out of all of them, Olivia addresses only one directly with substantial attention to the LI: and that is Liam (she has a line directed to Drake that is doubtless funny but actually doesn't add anything and could have been done without really). Each one ends with a final toast from Bertrand. So here's what the breakdown of the toasts in each playthrough:

Liam: Toasts given by Drake, Olivia, Maxwell, Hana and Bertrand. Family member: Leo.

Leo's speech is primarily about bringing us back to the roots of the TRR story (his abdication and the aftermath of it all is how this story begins, after all), and reminding us of how it all began. He acknowledges the toll his decision must have taken on Liam, but also makes it clear that the MC has helped Liam find the balance between his duties and his needs that he so clearly needed.

The LI who focuses on Liam is Drake. This is but natural, given their deep bond and personal history. He speaks of Liam's "heart of gold" that matches the literal gold he's got around, and considers him his brother.

Maxwell and Hana focus on the MC, and only cursorily mention Liam (Maxwell does cute finger guns though lol).

Olivia's toast is special to the MC because it's where she makes clear her respect for her, and confesses that though she hated her in the beginning it turned into respect. Liam is perhaps the only LI Olivia properly acknowledges:

In the rest of the playthroughs, Olivia may end up being Liam's eventual Queen, but in this one - she is affirming that whether he belongs to her or not, he remains her inspiration and she will always care for him. Kinda like a fitting goodbye to that dream I guess? Comparatively, she ignores the other LIs, except for Drake whom she baits and then declines to make a toast for.

Bertrand speaks of his personal journey with the MC, but does not make more than a cursory mention of Liam and the fact that the MC is now Queen.

Drake: Toasts given by Liam, Hana, Maxwell, Olivia and Bertrand. Family member: Savannah.

Savannah's toast is more centered around the MC than it is Drake, and possibly gives the MC more credit than is wise. Like yes, if the MC chooses she can convince Drake to actually reach out and talk to his sister, but she wasn't the one who - in Savannah's words - "found" Savannah. That was all on Drake. Drake was the one who found the address. He was the one who took initiative to check it out and see who stayed there. All the MC does is maybe give him the required push to stay, and even that is optional. In any case...when Savannah does talk about Drake it is to reaffirm his deep denial that there was anything between them up until he was able to get engaged to the MC.

The LI who focuses on Drake is Liam. He speaks of their long-standing friendship, how Drake deserves happiness, and hints at how much he has sacrificed for Cordonia without taking anything in return.

Again, Maxwell and Hana do not mention Drake except in passing, and their toasts are mostly dedicated to their friendship with the MC.

Olivia's toast is basically added here just because Olivia-roasting-Drake is popular, and I think it falls a little flat really.

Bertrand, being Drake's future brother-in-law, speaks briefly of his affection for the Walker family and therefore affirms his respect for Drake based on what he has heard of him from Savannah.

Hana: Toasts by Maxwell, Liam, Drake, Olivia and Bertrand. Family member: Lorelai.

Lorelai's toast ties in with what she tells Hana at the beginning of the reception. She brings up the way she used to braid Hana's hair as a reference point to her childhood, speaking at length of how close they were even if the relationship was a strained one. She speaks of how afraid she was of losing Hana, and how she is now coming to terms with the fact that by setting her free she is actually becoming closer to Hana than she ever imagined. Which is nice...but as with most things Hana related...it's a whitewashed pretty picture that really doesn't delve properly into this relationship as it has been depicted before.

The LI that focuses on Hana is Maxwell. It's clear that there is a tiny element of hero-worship there ("when I grow up I want to be like Hana Lee"). He acknowledges her particular manner of caring for people, her amazing dance skills and her kindness. It's quite sweet, even though frustrating because I've seen more of the LIs laud Hana's perfections in lieu of proper characterization. But that aside. It's sweet.

In this case, it is Liam and Drake who do not focus on Hana, instead stopping at their toast to the MC. Olivia does not directly address Hana either.

Bertrand, as with Liam's playthrough, doesn't have much to say about Hana the way he does about Drake and (understandably) Maxwell.

Maxwell: Maxwell's has only four options - the remaining LIs and Olivia. This is because Bertrand, Maxwell's brother and only surviving family, is also the MC's sponsor and speaks in that capacity as well. In the case of Maxwell's playthrough, he represents both the bride and the groom.

Bertrand's toast here is pretty much an extension of his toast in the other playthroughs, with him exploring his history with his brother. He recognizes Maxwell's gifts, acknowledges the childlike quality that is a part of him, confesses there is so much about Maxwell that he doesn't and may never really understand, and apologizes for making him feel like he deserves less than to know his brother is proud of him. It reflects on the journey the Beaumont brothers have taken, and how he finally realizes Maxwell's worth.

The LI that focuses on Maxwell is Hana. Like Maxwell she speaks of his excellent dancing skills, but then again she also speaks of his zest for life, his sense of humour, his playful spirit.

Liam and Drake focus on the MC instead of Maxwell, which feels a bit odd since they've known him for long enough as well, but I can appreciate that Liam and Drake are closer to each other than to anyone else in the group, and so are Hana and Maxwell.

Again, Olivia does not say anything about Maxwell either.

It looks like they decided to center the toasts around the MC for the most part, with a few insights on the LI from those closest to them. They spread that out by including a family member and an LI close to to them, and additionally in Liam's case, Olivia.

• Seeing Hakim try to say "WOO" and then ask if he's doing it right if you ask everyone to say make some noise, has to be the cutest thing about this chapter xD

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Yes Esther. He picked the song. From the HSS soundtrack.

• Each LI then speaks about/alludes to their previous dances with you. Liam recalls the first dance at the Masquerade, Hana alludes to the many dances they have done over the course of the story (mostly because dancing with her is optional), Drake speaks about wanting to get things right especially on their special day and Maxwell speaks about having the right mood and music depending on the situation. Quite sweet.

• Once the wedding dance is done, the LIs dance in a group together. Liam twirls Hana, Hana performs ballet, Maxwell challenges Drake to do spin kicks, Drake does some killer spin kicks, crediting self-defense with teaching him those moves. Penelope (and Kiara, very cautiously once she realizes Maxwell is volunteering to coach because she clearly wants all her bones intact by the end of the night) is so impressed she asks to be coached. Maxwell does the coaching.

• Olivia is not here, and Maxwell assumes she's gone to check out the hors d'ouvres. Hmm. Hmm.

• Cake cutting time! Now technically, if you didn't buy this option, it still happens - you just don't get to see what they're cutting. Choosing your cake allows you to see it and (more importantly in my opinion) gives you some lovely food descriptions. You also get gag options for cake cutting and for either feeding the cake to your spouse or smearing it all over their faces.

• If you're getting married to Liam and bought the gastrodiplomacy scene in Castelserraillian, you get an extra chocolate souffle. I wasn't sure they would remember this one post hiatus, but looks like they did. Now if only they'd remember Hana was an actual character deserving of a good arc with that much accuracy...

• If you bought the cake scene, you also get to surprise your spouse with an extra dessert. Liam is willing to share his baklava with you after being outed by his brother as being a Joey (I DON'T SHARE FOOD), Hana loves the hot chocolate and wants to refine her recipe based on it, Maxwell calls it the "second best cake" he's had (the first being their wedding cake). Drake's is the s'mores, but the playthrough I saw shows him enjoying the Cordonian Ruby pie (which honestly looks more like its been filled with berries than apples) and speaking of how nice it is to have one down-to-earth dessert. I'm guessing he must have either a similar reaction to the s'mores, or there's some reminiscing of the time he prepared it for her back in Book 2.

• The scene now shifts to BertVannah, who are having an argument. Savannah looks pissed off about Bertrand not calling and informing her about the attack in the boutique (gee, I wonder how that conversation would've gone. "Hey honey. At the brink of death here. Toodles!"). But her real ire is because she wants to take things to the next level but is getting mixed signals from Bertrand. She tells him she will probably be joining her mother in Texas instead. The timing of all this is supposed to be terrible, because Bertrand was planning to propose. With that ruby ring from LoveHacks.

• What ensues is a diamond scene to help Bertrand give Savannah her fairytale proposal, one last exercise in teaching Bertrand words and this couple to hold hands. Whether you choose it or not, Bertrand proposes, Savannah says yes and we find out her middle name is Jane.

• The diamond scene itself is quite sweet. It begins with Bertrand buttering up to Drake to get his approval, the highlight of which is him imitating a chicken to prove to Drake that he would do anything for Savannah. It then moves ahead to the Cordonian barbershop quartet (Liam, Drake, Maxwell, Bertrand) agreeing to get together after their last appearance in Book 2 to help him with the proposal, which will be sung to Savannah during the bridal bouquet toss.

• Somehow, no matter what, the TRR writing team have to remind us that they don't consider Hana a bride at her own wedding:

They somehow forget that Hana is a bride in this part of the Hana playthrough, have her round up the bridesmaids when that should be done by someone else (Madeleine or Kiara or literally any other woman), and make her stand in her fucking wedding gown in the line with the other bridesmaids. It's bad enough that she remains the "professional best friend" even after you're engaged, has to wear black at her own bachelorette and a glitch in the game during the ceremony directly affects her fans more than anyone else. Like if I were Hana I would circle the photo album of this day and mark it WORST WEDDING EVER. Yes. In red 😠

The MC is really out there treating her bride like a wedding planner on their wedding day. So much for making this wedding Hana's dream wedding, MC. Such love much wow.

• Proposal done, it's now time to give the LIs their gifts. Very nice, very emotional, they all love what you got them and they're all adorable.

You get the usual with the remaining LIs, and some extra kissing with your spouses. Overall, quite nice.

That's a lie Hana and you know it.

• So Olivia is completely MIA post the toast, Gladys is walking around looking poker faced, Bastien is taking Mara's place while (I'm guessing) she recovers...and Madeleine is still being a colossal cockblocker/clam jam.

• You get a few last minute conversations with Kiara and Penelope, including a default acknowledgement of how much Kiara sacrificed to be here and how tough it was for her (nice try, PB, but I'm not forgiving you for Lythikos).

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We get a lovely call-back to the first chapter of Book 1, by having Not Henney be part of our wedding.

• Regina then comes up to talk to you, admitting that she was wrong in thinking that the MC would be "dangerous for Cordonia", and is now happy you're here.

• Gladys then comes and asks us to accompany her because someone is "impatient" to be with us.

• Uh huh, uh huh, I thought. Time for a diamond sex scene?

• But nope. It's free. (Waiiiiitaminute. Something is not quite right about this. We can't be boinking with our fiancé/es for free. What's going on!)

• ...oh. OH.

• Shame on you Gladys!

• When I asked you to call me Lamb Shawarma I didn't mean for you to turn me into one!

General Thoughts:

• If you're marrying Hana, Drake or Maxwell, they are lured into the maze first, and used as bait to catch hold of the MC. If you're marrying Liam, however, you're the bait.

• Prior to this, Olivia is missing as well, possibly for Anton to establish his "rightful" claim over his wife (good luck with that, buddy. I'd love for this to end with one of her knives on your throat) in the next chapter.

• Which is probably why Liam having feelings for the MC keeps coming up so much in the final few chapters. It propells him into anger either way, and seeing Olivia in a danger as well allows Liam to finally wake up to his possible feelings for her in the other playthroughs (I hope?)

• I think there will be a duel. I think it will be a parallel to the Costume Gala duel between Drake and Neville, except here the stakes are much much higher. Which is why Neville is shown in the chapter, after a long time of not being shown at all even though it's clear he's still part of the tour. He's probably there as a way to foreshadow what is to come. Also, it works as a bit of an inverse.

In the Costume Gala duel, Drake was clearly the underdog, and Neville clearly the noble who needed to be taught a lesson. Drake has spoken about agreeing to the duel to prove that as a commoner he has his worth and dignity, and it doesn't need to be trampled on.

In this duel, Anton appears to be the underdog fighting valiantly against the king of a "tyrannical" dynasty, and this is a rhetoric that at least some people take seriously, as we saw in the riot in Chapter 17, and in a little of what Gladys says before the betrayal.

But here...the tables are turned. Anton is the power-hungry candidate for the throne who is willing to destroy the livelihood of Cordonia's farmers and throw the economy of the country into shambles (ironically, since his father was part of the Sons of Earth), to get access to the throne. Liam has been established over and over as someone who genuinely cares for his people and wants them to prosper with him, not have himself prosper at their expense. So in this case, the non-noble here is established as the one who would be absolutely wrong for the country, and Liam as the monarch Cordonia needs and deserves.

• I wonder how much of this chapter will the actual duel take. I'm guessing half of it, with the LI, Liam, Olivia and the MC then going through the aftermath, and then eventually moving into the Coronation/honouring ceremony of the finale in another chapter.

• There will (hopefully) be some focus on Liam's emotional state? That man has been through way too much shit minus any space to actually talk about what he's been through. It's high time he gets his space to really open up about his trauma and actually get to heal, because this book has been keeping his state of mind in limbo for way longer than it should. It's been poorly worked on and poorly built, his overall crisis arc, but I'm hoping this coming chapter will make up for that.

• I deserve TWO sex scenes for the kind of crap I have to put up with at my own fucking wedding. An attack the day before! An attack before I dress! An attack at my reception! What BRIDE goes through this shit!

I'd better get great lingerie and explosive sex for the kind of stress getting married in Cordonia takes out of me.

• So technically Gladys is supposed to be our surprise element this chapter, and I guess it makes sense, since she is a recently introduced character and you can push her forward as shady without making it very obvious because she only enters the story when the book is close to being done.

• One thing I did find interesting is that if you choose to thank her while she leads you to the hedge maze, she looks sad and speaks of how "the nobles are usually too busy thinking of themselves on a night like tonight", leading the MC to feel sorry she's had such a bad experience. Which kinda gives us a hint why she might be in cahoots with Anton in the first place. Anton is not a nobleman (though he is married into a noble family), and seems to be preying on commoner emotions to get support for overthrowing Liam's government. I'm sorry Gladys, but I think you've been fooled.

• That's it for this chapter, guys. On to Chapter 21!

#the royal romance #long post #liam x mc #king liam #drake x mc #drake walker #hana x mc #hana lee #maxwell x mc #maxwell beaumont #olivia nevrakis #bertrand beaumont #savannah walker #trr quick thoughts #quick thoughts

[cynicallystiles]

Marry You

Disclaimer: Gif originally posted by me.

Author: @cynicallystiles

Request: @laurs-x :  Request for Tom Holland x Reader where they go to visit Tom’s family and reader just kinda falls in love with all of them as a family and in the middle of that night reader asks Tom to sneak off to the court house/chapel to get married and they do and it’s just v sweet and romantic?? love you babeeee 💗

Warning: SO MUCH FUCKING FLUFF.

Notes: I LOVE YOU, TOO! So, I changed just a little thing at the end. But, I got SO SOFT writing this. So, thanks for making me channel those fuzzy feelings. Comment or reblog if you enjoy! I love writing Tom fluff.

Pairing: Tom Holland x GenderNeutral!Reader

Abbreviations: y/n=your name, y/m/n=your middle name, and y/l/n=your last name

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You clutched the armrest on the plane for dear life as you just so happened to hit a patch of bumpy air. Your white-knuckled grasp along with your shallow breathing drew the attention of the man you loved most in the world.

"Relax, darling. It's just a spot of turbulence. Nothing to fret," he soothes you in that oh-so-charming accent.

You smiled anxiously at him as he placed his hand atop yours and rubbed circles along your knuckles with the pad of his thumb. If only he knew the real reason you were scared to death right now. You were on a plane headed across the Atlantic to meet his family for the first time.

He'd already met yours long ago during the early stages of the relationship. It was a rather lackluster affair as you only had your dad and his wife, plus the two little balls of energy you called your step-sisters. Though you were well into your 3rd year of being together, you were still terrified of meeting his family.

Thus, your death grip on the poor armrest. As if sensing the elevation of your unease, he turned in his seat toward you. "What is it, love?"

"Imaybesortascaredtomeetyourfamily," you mumbled out low and quick. A tiny bit of relief swelled in you from just saying it out loud. But, your beloved hadn't quite heard you.

He leans closer with a chuckle as he asks you to repeat it. "I'm sorry, I couldn't make that out. You're speaking too low, darling."

Rolling your eyes and giving a sigh of resignation, you repeat it slightly loud enough for him to hear. Although you said it at the same pace as before, "IMAYBESORTASCAREDTOMEETYOURFAMILY! Okay?"

Your cheeks flushed with the color of embarrassment that you were this nervous. But he simply leaned over and kissed your temple, putting your nerves at ease.

"There's nothing to be scared of, y/n. I've told them loads about you and they love you already," he says reassuringly.

You scrunch your nose at him. "What if I don't live up to the hype?"

"Just trust me. I love you so so much. They have to love you, too," he whispers adoringly in your ear. You smile and rest your head on his shoulder as you release your grip on the seat and replace it with his hand.

Just like that, all the tension had left your body. You were no longer filled with anxiety, but with anticipation and excitement of meeting the love of your life's family for the first time.

Time flew by and before you knew it, you found yourself outside of the Holland household. Tom moves to ascend the steps but stops, noticing that you aren't right behind him.

"We talked about this, love," he reminded you.

You roll your shoulders as you take a deep breath. "What? Yeah. No, I know. I'm just-I just need a second to remember all the names," you admitted with your brows furrowed in concentration.

He rolls his eyes as he comes back down the few steps he's taken and grabs you by the hand to pull you along. "I will introduce you first, y/n. It's not a test," he assures you once again through a chuckle.

"Yeah. Okay. No. Yeah, I can do this. I've got this. It's just the names of my future family right? They're not gonna be offended if I mess it up the first twenty times..." you continue to mumble to yourself as Tom has already opened up the front door and led you inside.

You're still repeating the names and trying to attach them to faces you've seen in pictures when he stops and you stumble into his back. You peek out from over his shoulder and see the whole gang except for his mom standing around the dining table.

"What's going on?" You whisper.

He leans his head slightly toward you as he whispers back, "I haven't the faintest idea." You saw his mouth twitch up ever-so-slightly, and you knew he was fibbing.

"For an actor, you're not very good at keeping secrets," you say as you step out from behind him.

He clutches his heart and feigns a hurt expression. "Darling, your roasting hurts," he says over-dramatically.

"There's a reason Marvel doesn't give you scripts! I mean you just posted the title for Spider-Man 2 on your Instagram and Twitter," you remind him with a giggle.

He shrugs before taking your bag and setting it down next to the stairs. Suddenly, his mother comes around the corner delicately balancing a tray on both of her arms. "Is that a cake? Tom, why does she have a cake?"

"Well..." he says taking you by the hand leading you closer to the table. "I told them that it was your birthday just last week and they wanted to throw you a little party."

You put one hand over your heart as you watch Nikki light the candles. "Aw, you guys didn't have to do all this," you say with your voice full of soft emotions.

His mother smiles brightly at you. "Nonsense! You're family! We celebrate every member’s birthday 'round here," she says in such a mother-like tone that your heart melts further.

After blowing out the candles and everyone having a slice, you slowly mingle with each other while eating more cake. You were talking with Nikki and Dominic while Tom had started to play-fight with his littlest brother Paddy.

You can't help but giggle as you watch him exaggeratedly fall to the ground in defeat. God, you loved him more than anything. Excusing yourself from the two, you head over to make introductions with his brothers.

Paddy was the easy one to get along with. "Just call me Pads like the rest of the family does. You're one of us now," he says with a goofy little grin.

You smiled brightly back at him. "Okay, Pads." You made a show of annunciating his name and he went back to the table for more cake. Turning to Tom, you open your mouth to say something when there's a loud stomp right next to you accompanied by a scream and hands on your shoulders.

You squeal in surprise and turn to see the twins doubled over laughing. "Oh, you guys are real clever," you say as you fall into the laughter with them.

Tom joins you with an arm around your waist and begins to make introductions. You cut him off quickly, wanting to prove that you could remember the difference. "Okay so...you," you say pointing to the one with the slightly darker and longer hair, "are Sam and that makes you Harry." You point at the other as you finish proudly.

The two share a silent glance with unreadable expressions. Your face falls as the first one speaks up. "Actually, I'm Harry and that's Sam," he says with a sigh.

Wide-eyed, you turn to Tom. Your expression falls into that of annoyance as you see him snickering. "Oh, you boys think you're so funny," you say as a mischievous smirk takes up residence on your lips. The two nod while holding back laughter.

"Well, Fred and George," you say menacingly as you slowly pick up your piece of cake in the palm of your hand. "Let's see if you think THIS is funny!"

You launch your cake filled hand at Sam. The cake and icing smush into his face so satisfyingly that you start to laugh uncontrollably. "Oh, they've started a war now!" He chuckles out.

You squeal as he runs to the table and grabs another fistful of cake and throws it at you. You deftly doge to the left, leaving the only thing in its path...Tom. You point and laugh as it explodes all over his throat and chin.

"You think that's funny, yeah?" He says with that smirk and you know you're in trouble. The whole dining room falls into chaos as cake is flying and landing every which way and soon you're all out of breath from laughing and yelling so loud.

The cake looks like it exploded from how many hands have just dug into it. You can't remember the last time you laughed or played that hard with family. After a long shower with Tom to scrub the cake off of each other, you settle into bed with his arms wrapped around you.

"So was it as scary as you thought?" He hums lowly into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

You shake your head as you bite your lip to contain your grin. "Not at all. In fact...I'm surprised by how much it felt," you pause, looking for the right words.

"Felt like what, darling?"

You smile softly. "How much it felt like home," you let out a short content laugh before continuing, "how much they felt like they were already family. I realized tonight that no matter where we travel...I'll always be home. You're my home, Tom."

"You're my home too, love," he reciprocates as he plants kisses in your hair.

You turn in his arms so that your noses are an inch apart and you’re staring right into his hazelnut eyes. “Let’s get married,” you whisper happily.

“That’s my line,” he says as he rubs his nose against yours. “I accept, nonetheless. We’ll go down to the jewelers once we get back to the states and pick you ou-“

You cut him off by quickly pressing your lips to his. After retracting, you speak again, “No. I don’t wanna until we’re back in the states!”

“Well, I suppose we could find a chapel sometime later this wee-“

“THOMAS STANLEY HOLLAND,” you say his full name to grab his attention.

He looks at you quizzically.

“I cannot spend another second not married to you,” you say as your smile grows wider.

His lips turn upward as well. “It’s the middle of the night, y/n. What do you propose we do? Where are you going?”

You’re already up and out of the bed slipping your shoes on with one hand and googling something on your phone with the other.

“Don’t just lay there! Put your shoes on and call Haz! We’re gonna need a witness...” you begin to mumble as you walk around his room for looking for something, not really knowing what.

He’s totally lost but follows your lead all the same. “Even if I get Haz, who’s gonna marry us at this hour?”

“Are your parents heavy sleepers?” He shakes his head and opens his mouth to speak but he’s cut off as you start yelling. “EVERYBODY WAKE UUUUPPPP!!!”

Tom can hear your yelling getting further away as you leave the room and run through the house. Sleepy and grumpy boys shuffle from their rooms rubbing their eyes. While Nikki and Dominic, look concerned as their door flings open.

“What’s going on? What’s happened??”

You turn around quickly to face them. “Tom and I are getting married tonight! And we want the two of you to marry us!” You announce.

Everyone’s faces fall into shocked expressions. Tom finally comes out of the room, phone pressed to his ear. Presumably, on the phone with Harrison.

“Give them whatever they want. We’re doing this thing,” he chuckles as he looks at you adoringly.

You beam proudly. “Okay so you two just click this button right here and you’ll be ordained to marry us!” You jump excitedly with the phone, making it hard for them to press.

It doesn’t take long for Harrison to drive over in his pajamas, still not believing Tom when he said he’s getting married by his parents at 1 in the morning. But, when he walks in and sees you all standing in the wedding positions in the living room he grins.

“So this is a real thing?” He claps Tom on the back as he stands next to his dad and mom. He simply nods, beaming with excitement.

You’re practically vibrating out of your pajamas, you’re so ecstatic. The extremely small ceremony begins and you blush the whole time, eyes never leaving Tom’s.

Finally, and mercifully, it was time for vows.

He looks surprised. “I have nothing prepared-“

“You always do best when you improvise,” you encourage him.

He smiles gratefully at you, seemingly knowing the exact words he’s gonna say now.

“Y/n...you have never once questioned or doubted my ability to do anything. And I mean, anything. Like even the things I was one hundred percent sure I couldn’t do. Just as you have absolute faith in me, I have absolute faith in you. I am one hundred percent sure that you are the only one for me. You accept and love me for who I am, and not what I am...”

You can’t help but tease him a little. “Frog and all,” you giggle. He rolls his eyes, chuckling.

“Frog and all...When I’m with you...we have crazy adventures with lots of laughs even in what seems like a boring situation. You are the only person I would ever want to get married to at 1 am in our pajamas in my living room because you are absolutely the only person I know that would roast me during our vows. I promise to always be your home, even when we aren’t together. I promise to love and support you as you do me. Forever.”

He smiles softly at you. You sniffle, not being able to contain the pure happiness you felt when he said those things. “Don’t cry, love. You’re gonna make me do it, too,” he warns.

You take a deep breath, composing yourself in order to be able to speak.

“Tom...I have never once questioned or doubted you because you have never once proven me wrong about how amazing and wonderful you are. You do those things that you’re one hundred percent sure you can’t and you show me that the impossible is possible. I’ve never met anyone as kind or as understanding as you...”

Your lip quivers and you take a breath again.

“Even though we have crazy adventures and lots have laughs...you don’t stop loving me when I have bad days. The days that I can’t see anything but gray, you sit with me in silence until I can see the colors again. You are the only person who would let me roast them during our vows and yet love me more for it. Your promise is already kept because you are my love, my heart, and my home. I promise to be yours as well. And I promise to love and support you as you do me. Always.”

He reaches over to swipe a tear off of your cheek with his thumb and you do the same to him. You both lean into the other’s hand as they continue, noticing how misty-eyed everyone else has become.

“Do you, Thomas Stanley Holland, take y/n y/m/n y/l/n to be your partner and companion, as long as you both shall live?” Nikki asks trying to keep her voice from faltering.

“Oh, absolutely. I do.” He chuckles.

You begin jumping a bit in your spot, the anticipation killing you.

“Do you, y/n y/m/n y/l/n, take Thomas Stanley Holland to be your partner and companion, as long as you both shall live?” Dominic asks you, having the same quiver in his voice as Nikki.

“Forget as long as we live! You can’t get rid of me that easy, Holland. If I die first, I’m haunting you, and I expect you to do the same!” You chuckle.

Dominic clears his throat a little.“Oh! Yes. I do, I do, I do, I FRICKING do!”

Speaking in harmony his parents close the ceremony. “You may now kis-“

Like supercharged magnets, Tom’s hand finds the back of your neck to connect you to his lips in the softest yet most passionate kiss the two of you had ever shared. Your family claps and cheers in the background as he dips you, kissing you deeper.

“To think...you were scared of meeting my family, y/n,” he says as he looks deeply into your eyes after lifting you up.

You shrug, the giddiness on your face evident. “You’re the one that told me I had nothing to fret. They’re our family now,” you say with a happy sigh.

He rests his forehead against yours as the two of you fall into a fit of giggles.

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[ladysqueakinpip]

All of them for you too and for the ones that need a specific OC do Taffel he's my favourite fantroll of course either don't do 15 or change it up a bit

i can’t believe out of all of my trolls taffel is your favorite 

1.) Which OC is the most likely to break the 4th wall?

i know a lot of people don’t know about efren but realistically, it would be him

2.) One OC will protect you, and the others will try to kill you. Which OC would you pick to be your defender?

alekah, because once she sets her mind on something she won’t let you down :O also bc she just so happens to be at the top of the hemospectrum so shes stronger than anyone else and less likely to bleed out but those are just perks

3.) Would you rather live in your OCs’ universe or this one?

okay um if we include EG in this I’M PICKING THAT ONE i wanna be a selkie :V i definitely would rather live in this world than the trolls’ world tho because of all the violence and murder and slavery etc. 

4.) Your OC finds out that you are their creator. How do they react?

TBH I FEEL LIKE TAFFEL WOULD BE REALLY DISAPPOINTED SMH he’d look at me and be like “so you’re our creator? …… i expected you to be taller. hotter. y’know, like…. grand-er.” 

5.) What is your noncanon nickname for your OC?

uuuhh for taffel? i guess edward mchorns just kinda stuck. 

6.) What is/would be the fandom nickname for your story?

i have NO IDEA what people would call thrillertrapped/wondertrolls…. maybe thrillertrapped is like “zombiecamp”. before i came up with an official title for EG it was casually called “feathers” between me and megan and we STILL use that and megan even uses it as a tag for my story stuff so i guess efren’s gift is feathers? 

7.) What is/would be the nickname for a fan of your OC?

...... is it okay for me to call taffel fans juggalos 

8.) Which OC is most likely to be called “son”/ “daughter” / “child” by fans?

probably paseri just because she’s the one source of goodness & purity in my oc world

9.) Which OC is most likely to be called “husband” / “wife” / “spouse” by fans?

tbh i hope nobody because like all of my ocs are wee babs?? like 15 years old?? i feel like adena from EG could fall into the “waifu” territory but i have bad news for you people -

10.) If you could tell your OC one thing, what would it be?

“it’s important to consider what you want when you make a decision i know but for once in your life would you please think about other people before you choose to do something good grief.” -me, to taffel

11.) What kind of advice would your OC give you?

“listen i know you just said how important it is to think through decisions before you make them and okay i agree i need to be better about it but you really have gotta stop overthinking all these things your life may be different depending on what you pick but it’s not gonna be ruined.” -taffel, to me

12.) Which OC is/would be “woobified” by the fandom?

i read that whole page and….. fidias tbh.... also maybe amytis but i feel like boys have a tendency to be woodified more than girls do

13.) What song would you sing to audition for the role of your OC?

me: hi, i’m auditioning for the role of taffel and i’ll be singing “lift my jug” by william elliott whitmore

*disclaimer: i have never actually heard this song. i have only done 3 seconds of research to pick the most jug-themed title i could find

14.) Your OC finds themselves in your universe and you are their only contact. How well do they handle the adjustment and how would you try to help/hinder/contain them?

not well he keeps getting his horns caught on doorways and he tries to ride on the top of cars for fun and he keeps playing really inappropriate pop songs on full volume while we ride around town to embarrass me. i try but can’t keep him contained. he won’t stop eating the chocolate muffins in our refrigerator. 

15.) f/m/k: kiss/marry/push off a cliff: OC edition

kiss: i’m gonna give darrvi a big kiss on the cheek C: 

marry: abbe... i guess...

push off a cliff: lmao bye heykel!!! bye!! :) 

16.) Who would you cast to play the part of your OC in a TV show or movie?

I LITERALLY HAVE NO IDEA uuhhhh wowie i don’t know much about actors?? maybe zac efron XD he’s sorta got the taffel-hair thing going on. i can’t believe taffel starred in high-school musical -  

17.) If you could choose to meet one of your OCs in person, who would you pick?

TBH i guess darrvi just because i feel like if i passed up that chance i would regret it forever :’O 

18.) Which OC would you absolutely NOT want to be a real person?

PROBABLY TAFFEL FOR THE REASONS STATED IN 14. heykel was probably the expected answer here but honestly he’d be waaaay easier to control and you really just have to know how to dance around him and say the right things so he won’t flip out on you?? 

19.) What is your dream medium for your story (book series, video game, comic, movie, cartoon/anime, etc)?

WELL i will probably never do this but i feel like any of my fantroll works would have to be in a mimic-style comic to homestuck it just wouldn’t feel right to do anything else. 

i’m planning on making EG a novel which would be my DREAM but i’ve thought about making it into a webcomic a couple times. it would be awesome to have a classic 2D-disney style animated movie based on the novel tho!! 

20.) Which OC is the most likely to become a “mascot” for your story?

wondertrolls: i feel like their first guardian or one of my exiles would be a fitting pick. maybe akhett. idk who feels “mascot-y”

thrillertrapped: idk man ask megan it’s her thing but i hope darrvi is it

EG: if efren’s not the mascot i don’t know what i’m gonna do with myself

#embers-the-elf #oc stuff #lets T-A-L-K-A-B-O-U-T about ocs #IM SO BEHIND ON OC ASKS IM SO SORRY