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mittensmorgul · 1 year

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hello!

note-taking anon here! life was busy (in a mostly good way) so spn watching was not happening. However. I have now watched 15x07 and 15x08.

Last Call was a lot of fun. It's really neat to explore dean through other characters, but especially someone like lee. The implications. It's so interesting to see another side of the coin. A what if.

It's also so fun to bring a character from before canon. Lee knows nothing of the only dean we know. But yet he still knows him. And it's also a testament to see how dean's grown. The conversation about john aches brilliantly.

Christian kane is always a lot of fun and he's great here. The lighting is obviously excellent, as are the metaphors and parallels. A really great episode on deans side.

Im also so partial to all the eileen scenes. She's such a great character. Full of charisma and charm, while also being very distinct. Her and sam are a lot of fun.

The shots in this ep are also really nice. Lots of creative camera work and editing. There's character to it.

15x08 really feels like a buckleming ep at times. One of their strengths is exploring characters that arent sam and dean. So writing for adam/michael actually worked really well. I think it was clever to bring them back, and not in the typical 'over the top' clever that buckleming can often go for. Jabel is fantastic. All the right beats. The anger. The relief. The comedy. The shifts between michael and adam. Really good.

It was nice to see cas get to be clever again. The show sometimes forgets he's smart. I also thought the moments between dean and adam were well done. I wish we had more of sam and adam, but alas.

I enjoyed seeing more of sam and eileen's relationship and communication. I like that eileen's not afraid to be like dude. Too much. And sam respects that and is trying. Plus, dean's reaction to sam being happy. It's very sweet. Honestly, one of my favourite moments in the show probably ever. We don't see enough of the boys being actual siblings.

The directing in this, from speight, is also fantastic. Theres so many shots where the tension and chasm between dean and cas is so evident. It hurts to watch. In a good way. It screams wrong which is what it's supposed to.

The only thing i dont get is the portal shenanigans at the very end. Michael could've waited for them to gather things and prep before opening it. Now, maybe he's overwhelmed with emotions sure. But dude you kinda need them to succeed. And of course, i question why only 12 hours open. But we're never getting a reason, it just simply is 😂

Ultimately, some really good episodes leading into one that i know is excellent.

I hope you are well!

hi hi! It's so good to hear from you again! And yeah, you're about to tip over into the end run, so much angst!

And yeah, the portal opening, with a time limit, is... for tension purposes lol :'D

I wish I had more time to reply more thoroughly, but I didn't want to leave this sitting in my inbox any longer and forget to post it at all, but let's just say I'm vibrating with excitement for you to get to the next episode :D

#note taking anon #spn 15.07 #spn 15.08

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morizoras-cave · 4 years

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Purple Patches

Benedict Cumberbatch x Teen!Co-Star!Reader, Tom Holland x Teen!Co-star!Reader

Genre: Angst, fluffy ending

Description: Filming the newest Dr. Strange movie (in which Tom would also appear), you grow quite close with the two leads, Tom and Benedict. But you’re hiding something alarming from them. Four months in the entire crew get a week off to see their families for Christmas, and when you return Tom and Benedict can’t help but feel troubled, as your body is rippled with purple patches.

Warnings: CHILD ABUSE, physical abuse, broken family, alcoholism, depression, anxiety??

A/N: I had another imagine written but im ngl its kind of.. weird? its unconventional for sure. and its definitely bad. so, maybe ill rewrite someday or something? ALSO SORRY IF YOU DONT CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS, JUST IMAGINE YOU HAVE SOME SORT OF EVIL CHRISTIAN STEP DAD WHO FORCES IT INTO YOUR FAMILY

The taxi you sat in drove slowly in the New York traffic, as snow fell outside, coating the entire city in blinding white. You couldn’t enjoy it however. Your entire body hurt, and yet you still couldn’t find even a moment to worry about your health. All you could think about was them.

Tom and Benedict. Your sweetest coworkers, and at this point your closest.. anything. Family, friends? Who cares, you had no one else. You’d gone back for the holidays like everyone else, even though you wished you could have just stayed at in your trailer. Your dad, like any other time you saw him, had used this time to pour his anger and alcoholism out on you. Your body which had finally begun to heal, was now back to square one, covered in cuts and bruises.

You knew what would happen if anyone found out. You’d be taken from your family. But in truth, although you hated being around him, you wanted to wait for your dad. You wanted to wait for him to get over his alcoholism, you wanted him to get better, and then he’d treat you better.

But they would find out. You were covered in bruises and purple patches. Your face was fine, except for your neck, but the rest of your body was ruined. Ugly. You could hide most of it, but it hurt. Even just sitting there, in the soft and plush taxi seat, you body was aching and wailing like a police siren.

And what if they noticed you foundation-covered hands? Or the movie required you to wear something more revealing?

“You okay?” the deep voice of your taxi driver ripped you from your thoughts. A single tear had slid down your face. You cleared your throat and nodded, wiping the tear from your cheek.

You arrived at the set, and an impossible knot had been tied in your stomach. Nervousness tingled in your heart and your legs, but you got up anyway, trying to calm your breath. The moment you stood up, you winced and stopped.

You managed to roll your luggage to your trailer, biting your lip continuously in order to keep yourself from screaming. You threw it on the floor of your trailer, whimpering and doubling over in pain.

“Y/n!” a rapid knock on your door, interrupted you. It was Tom’s voice. You took a shaky breath, closing your eyes, and then opening the door. Tom stood there in your doorway like a smiling idiot. Your lips widened into a smile just from seeing him.

“Y/n!” he repeated stepping inside and wrapping his arms around you in a hug. You bit your lip again, hiding your pain-wrenched face in his chest, before hugging him back. He placed his head on yours sweetly. “I missed you!” he gushed.

You hit his chest playfully, “I missed you too,” you frowned for a moment and looked away. Tom’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Are you okay?” You simply nodded. Tom stared at you for a moment and then shook his head. “Anyway, um, Benedict asked me to tell you that he’s invited both of us youngsters out for dinner tonight. Just as one last ‘fuck you!’ to work, before officially start back up tomorrow.”

“That does sound like something he would do,” you agreed and Tom laughed, punching your shoulder playfully. You yelped loudly, retreating quickly from him.

“Woah,” he exclaimed, holding his hands up, “Are you okay? What happened to your shoulder?”

“I fell,” you said. Nervousness jabbed at your ribs. You’d barely talked to Tom for a minute and he’d already asked if you were okay twice. He seemed to buy your explanation, and apologized for accidentally hitting your sore shoulder, to which you nodded absently.

Tom was silent for a couple of heartbeats. He studied you. You were not usually like this. Or maybe you had been a little like this those four months ago, when you first started filming. He didn’t understand what caused you to be that way, so distant and unhappy.

“Hey, anyway, I’m gonna go, I’m trying to actually read the script this time,” he joked, and you laughed because you knew it was a hopeless task.

“Have fun,” you mumbled, and as soon he left, you body slid down against the wall, and your facade crumbled, tears leaving your eyes.

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Before the dinner, you took three pain killers. Then, you waited restlessly, hoping that the pills might kick in. They did but your body felt strange and buzzy. You ignored it, a blossoming hope forming in your chest that you might be able to conceal your pain in the pills and the clothing.

Benedict came knocking on your door around 7, a smile on his face. “Y/n!” he said, and you both hugged. A small smile had formed on your lips, when you actually managed to deal with the ache, now much weaker than previously.

You both then walked to Tom’s trailer, and then the three of you walked to a restaurant, not too far from your filming location.

“So, what have you two been up to in our little break?” Benedict asked once you all sat down, having ordered already. You glanced at Tom, hoping that he’d start.

“Me and my brothers went back home to our mum and dad. Had a pretty regular Christmas. I gave the best gifts. I got some pretty cool socks,” Tom joked around. You and Benedict stifled a laugh. Then both Ben and Tom looked at you, and you realized it was your turn to tell them about what you’d been up to.

“Oh, well, I.. I spent Christmas with my parents. My grandparents and cousins also came,” you were lying through your teeth. You avoided their eyes, sipping your soda.

“Got any presents?” Benedict asked and you cursed at yourself internally for forgetting such a simple part of Christmas. And for making things awkward.

“I got some clothes, some books. Pretty standard stuff,” you forced a smile, “What about you, Benadryl?”

Benedict rolled his eyes at your comment, making you and Tom fist-bump one another, giggling quietly as he told you about his own Christmas. The night was going alright, except for that rough start. Mostly you avoided any talk of your family, and you could feel yourself getting better, the further the conversation got from your family. Until-

“Y/n, what’s that on your hand?”

Instinctively, you pulled your hand to your lap, straightening yourself up and gulping. You looked down, pretending to inspect it and then looked up.

“It’s, uh, it’s dirt. Wow, I should really go wash my hands, haha-” Tom grabbed your hand from under the table, pulling it towards him. Your foundation was wearing off, a large purple patch stemming from your wrist and snaking up your hand revealing itself.

You couldn’t breathe. Both Tom and Ben just stared at it. You tried to pull back but Tom was much stronger than you. Tears blurred your vision.

“Y/n, what is this?” Tom whispered, and you felt his fingers rubbing the bruise gently. The tears finally fell, and now both men were looking at you. Benedict looked serious. It was an expression you’d never really seen on his features before, at least not outside of your acting.

“I-I fell..” you mumbled, but you knew it was useless.

“Y/n.. Who did this?” Benedict’s voice was low, gently setting a hand on your shoulder. You flinched.

“I don’t know.. I don’t..”

“Y/n!” Tom’s voice was raised. You immediately jumped away from them both, putting your arms in front of you in fear. Several people turned to look at you three. Shaking, you lowered your hands, and saw Tom and Ben staring at you worriedly. Tom had tears in his eyes.

“Let’s talk about this back at the studio, okay?” Benedict, now afraid to touch you, spoke slowly and comfortingly. You nodded and then two men got up, standing on either side of you, grabbing one of your hands each.

“Was it your dad?” Tom growled as you walked in the night, moon rising in the sky.

“Yes..” you whispered, so low you wondered if they heard it, but they did. They both exchanged glances. Tom was furious. Benedict was too, but he was collected. Tom itched to ask you more and help you, console you right there on the street, but Benedict sent him a warning look not to.

You walked back to the studio in silence. The three of you entered your trailer and you quietly wished you had predicted something like this would happen, because the bottle of strong pain killers was still out and open on your kitchen table.

Benedict spotted them immediately and grabbed them. His eyes narrowed as he read the bottle description. Then he looked at you and then it again. Tom watched helplessly, holding your shoulders gently.

“How many more are there? Bruises.” Ben was clearly angry. He was losing his cool, hands shaking as he grabbed your hand to pull up your sleeve. You tried to move his hand away, but he slid the sleeve up to your elbow and just stared at the blue, yellow and purple that littered your arm. Tom was frozen beside you.

Ben slid up your other sleeve, breathing speeding up as he saw more, and then he tugged at the collar of your turtleneck, exposing the jarring and ugly sight of a red handprint. He pulled away suddenly, walking away from you.

“Fuck!” he yelled, hitting the wall of the trailer. He hung his head low. You jumped and turned around, but Tom simply embraced you, and then sat you both down on the floor. You hid your face in his neck, sobbing again. Tom’s hands slowly rubbed your back.

“Okay..” said Benedict after a while. You could hear that he’d calmed down. Ben angrily wiped a few tears from his face, turning to you and Tom on the floor. Tom was simply frowning now. He never wanted to let you go. He never wanted any harm to come to you.

“I’m gonna call the police and get your dad arrested,” he said, and you heard his footsteps, as he wondered what to do next.

“No!” you exclaimed, scrambling to your feet away from Tom. Both men looked at you in confusion. “No! You can’t do that, he’s- he’s just trying to get better. If I wait a little longer, he’s going to get better.”

“Y/n..” Benedict whispered sadly and you ran to him hoping to stop him. “You can’t wait for him. You’re putting yourself in danger..” you shook your head, but Ben grabbed your shoulders and looked into your eyes, “he’s a grown man, Y/n. He doesn’t deserve pity or patience. Not after doing this. Nothing excuses this. Nothing.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat, lip quivering, but still you nodded.

“Can your mother take care of you?” Ben asked, piercing blue eyes still staring into your soul. There was no point in lying anymore, you knew.

“No.”

“Alright, then you’ll stay with me.” Ben declared, “You’ll stay with me until we can find someone from your family who can take care of you.” You looked up at him with shining eyes. Despite the uncomfortable situation you found yourself in, a genuine smile broke out on your face.

You hugged him, thanking him breathlessly. Ben and Tom made eye contact, and smiled gently at each other. Tom had cried silently at your interaction. The thought that someone would hurt someone he loved so dearly shattered his heart completely.

“Now,” Benedict said finally, “we need to drive you to the hospital.”

You agreed and while Tom drove, Ben was in the backseat on the phone with the police department. You just watched the beautiful neon lights shining in the pitch black night, snow illuminating the ground. People still littered the streets.

You knew it now. Your father didn’t deserve your waiting, and though it would take very long to finally live with and truly understand, it was worth it to start the fight. You truly owed it to the two jerks you worked with. What would you even do with out them?

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alicenthiightower · 3 years

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IM OBSESSED WITH THE WILDS YOU DONT UNDWRSTAND I HAVE REWATCHED IT LIKE 5 TIMES ALREADY could you please write like an angsty Toni and Shelby one

a reunion fic, set immediately after shelby gives leah The Note, tw for a lot of christianity...this was less angst but angst with a happy ending, hope that’s okay <3 thank you for asking me!!

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i love you (ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?)

Shelby keeps her word.

She talks.

She reminisces on some of the worst days of her life for six hours; the men did not give her a window but they allow her to look at a clock with no numbers, and she does not lie. She tells the men some things, things about the island that they must already know, and plays the ditsy deluded teenage girl act for as much as its worth. She runs a hand over her bristles of hair a lot; she never realised quite how freeing it would be to cut her hair so impulsively, the weight off of her back like Christ finally dropping the cross.

Her nails are too long now; they gave her razors to shave her head but not nail clippers. She knows that she could claw their eyes out easily if she wanted. And she does want, in a greedy, all consuming way, to hurt them. Hurt them the way they hurt her, the way they will continue to hurt her. Jesus spent fourty days in the desert, but Shelby doesn’t know how long she’s been here. How long she’ll be trapped. She thinks of all the sermons her father used to give, about the Lord testing us, about original sin. Thou shalt not kill and all that. Shelby touches the space on her neck where her cross used to be — she does not know where they took it. Maybe they think she’ll strangle herself with it. Maybe they think she’ll strangle them with it. Maybe they just threw it away when they burnt the clothes she wore on the island in case of infection.

She tries to keep Toni out of the narrative as often as she can. Not that she’s ashamed; shame seems as fanciful a thing to her as safety. There are some things about the island that no one has to know, that no one deserves to know, that no one should know. The feel of Toni’s hand, the warmth of her mouth, the sounds she made beneath her. The sunlight reflecting in her eyes when Shelby kissed her; an angel in a sports jersey. The feel of the sand on her back.

Agent Young will not tell Shelby where he’s taking her to. She assumes, eyes fixed on the walls of dark wood, that it might be to another holding cell. Maybe they found out what she wrote to Leah and have decided she isn’t worth the hassle of keeping alive. Agent Young doesn’t grab her wrist roughly as the other guards do; she gently puts a hand on her back. She cannot remember her own father ever being so gentle. She almost finds herself relaxing before reminding herself that she is a prisoner here, and must always be on her guard. Her crutches squeak beneath her. If she ever gets out of here, she knows there probably won’t be anymore walking across stages in high heels at pageant shows.

“You can’t tell anyone I took you here, okay?” Agent Young mutters as he presses a series of numbers into a keypad. Shelby hears the all too familiar sound of a metal lock opening. “It was meant to be a surprise.”

“What the hell are you talking about—“

There’s no time for questions as the florescent bulbs above them flash. Let there be light.

“You cut your hair.”

Shelby would recognise Toni’s voice anywhere. She didn’t think she was capable of crying anymore. She moves closer to Toni, still unsteady on her crutches. “Yeah—I—long story, okay? Are they—what happened to you?”

“I could ask you the same question,” Toni counters. “Can I...can I hug you? I don’t want to hurt you more than they have.”

Shelby wipes her tired eyes with her shirt sleeve. She can practically feel her mother shiver somewhere. “C’mere, please.”

Toni wraps her arms around Shelby and Shelby has no note to give her, no secret to reveal, no paranoia to justify with Toni. All Shelby has is herself and her words.

“I missed you,” Toni whispers. “I didn’t...they wouldn’t say where you were. No matter how much I begged, and trust me, I don’t fucking beg. I wanted to find you, but they lock the doors when we aren’t in interview and I—”

“You don’t need to justify it. The Lord works in mysterious ways,” Shelby recites, glancing over at Agent Young as he nods coyly. “I missed you too. More than I’ve ever missed anyone.”

“Well then,” Agent Young speaks up. “You’ll both be happy to know that the higher ups have seen fit to let you room together. They think it might make you more cooperative or something. And I may or may not have put a good word in about how much you care for each other.”

Shelby looks over to the king sized bed in the middle of the room. “They won’t record us...doing stuff, will they?”

Agent Young shakes his head. “I’ve seen to that. I’m gonna be working a lot of nights at the security cameras to look after you girls.”

Toni smiles at her; she thousand whatt smile that she seems to reserve solely for the few people blessed enough to have her love. Shelby finds it impossible not to smile back.

“I’ll give you some alone time,” Agent Young says as he steps toward the door. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, okay kids?”

“Sure thing dad,” Toni replies but not with nearly as much sarcasm as the words imply. Shelby sees Agent Young grin in the reflection of the large mirror.

Toni kisses her first, this time, runs her hands over Shelby’s new hair, bites Shelby’s lip. Shelby matches her enthusiasm, runs her hands through Toni’s hair, puts her lying tongue in Toni’s mouth.

The worst has already happened, and worse may happen still, so for now Shelby allows herself to bask in the heaven that the world becomes when Toni is with her.

#shoni #shelby x toni #toni x shelby #the wilds #the wilds tv #the wilds fic #my writing #idk if this is lame or not sorry world #shelby goodkind #toni shalifoe

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ice-cweam-sod4 · 3 years

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If obey me were left up to me to (re)write

So right now my friend @royalxsapphire and I were texting about the less than intresting turn in the story of obey me and during our disscussion we talked about things we would of changed from season 1 to now and adding in our own plot for fun, These are just our thought feel free to tag us both and add or talk about what you would add in. This is just how I would like the story to go if it were up to me you can also reblog with how you would of changed the plot and added in more charcater development.

Season 1

Changes:

If I had to rewrite it I would give mc and belphegor more screen time to flush out how mc deals with their murder

like mc would get possed with rage and then the brothers would have to find a way to bring them back from theirrage since they are causing trouble in devildom.

Season 2

Changes:

As for season 2 hmmmmm I would give the death demon more power like maybe blow out beels candle and then send him into purgatory and from there have mc travel into purgatory which is filled with actual fragments of beels mind

kinda like the last dimension in doctor strange type vibes and then from Mc will have to there collect theshards and piece them back together so beel and mc could make it out of purgatory, but not without suffering some of beels sinwith Mc being literally tempted to eat the fragements

(i would like solomon to randomly have a crucifix and yeet it at the death god killing him)

(Not really adding the amesia part with lucifer cause it was the start of just filler lessons)

Season 3

Changes:

I personally would like them to scrap out the mansion( we already have house of lamentation) show them wheremc might live(give the player an option of how mc lives) and just let the broslegit show up there and be like "Sup we are your new roomates" kinda a ms kobahyshi dragon maid type thing

except the bros have to really adapt to human life and all dealing with religion racism just finding out that mcs world is a shitty place

kinda humbling them a bit as well,since they kinda are diavolos sugar babies in a sense,

as for who to focus on in season 3 hmmm, maybe it could be Lucifer but really focus on the angst and history of christians and the Vatican in the crusading days really make him conflicted with his motives like mentally shake him up questioning if the war was worth the pain and suffering humans delt with during the time Chrisianity had a bad name.

I also think it would be cool for the other brothers to meet different humans and learn their stories of how the specicfic brothers' respective sin destroyed their life, making the demon brothers think a bit more about how humans too have it bad.

Season 4

I dont know about season 4 tho what its about but if I had to fill in the blanks I would revive diavolos father and from there thats where shit hits the fan the demon king is repulsed by the demon bros and then from there he seperates lucifer and diavolo so because some demons like diavolos rules on how he governs they take lucifers side and diavolo is on the side of his dad for reasons being hes family and he doesnt want to go against his dad and devildom now goes into war with Lucifer representing democrasy and the Demon king dictatorship.

I would like to focus on belphie for that season too so he could at the end make amends with diavolo.

But as for mc i want Mc to leave the realms and try to adapt to their human life as much as possible(of course making lots of time go by like say 20 years) and then they decide to go back to devildom and negociate lucifer and diavolo to forming an alliance and then put an end to the demon king via assination.

and from there devildom becomes a democracy.

Season 5

If we wanted to add one more season, Lucifer would be going up against simeon for prime minister since simeon helped in the war,

Mammon would be a CEO of a non profit organization that is raising awareness on the addiction of gambling,

Levi would be a swim coach for the devildom military,

Satan might be a librian keeping the offical history documents of devildom together,

Asmo would be an influencer that spreads awareness of rape victims,

Beelzebub would be a gym owner with his own wrestling team (which also recruits future military soldiers)

I think belphegor would be a therpist or all the people who were involved in the war itself.

Diavolo would be in the human world living like a nomad but has money invested in stocks so he doesnt go broke.

Barbatos would most likely be the vice prime minister to either simeon of lucifer

Simeon of course is going up for prime minster of devildom

Solomon will have opened up a magic academy in devildom

And Luke would of acended to the hisghest rank lucifer was at when he was an angel, making meeting with both realms less stressfull and awkard.

I think season 5 could be where all the choices you make in the game thus far determines who you end up with. Kinda like in mystic messenger and then the rest of season 5 is you building your relationship with whichever demon or "undatable" you end up with.

I would want to squeeze in some slight angst with mc dying (cause the years afterwards took devildom a LONG time to recover)

and from there whatever demons or undatetable they were closest to wouldcome in and revive mc but Mc would then be an angel in the celesitial realm with lillith.

Eventually gaining the freedom to go back to the devildom.

But these are just our thoughts which i edited a bit what do you think?

#Obey me #Obey me master #Obey me fantic #Obey me AU #Obey me WAR AU #Obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barabatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me luke #obey me mc

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sugargliderowl · 4 years

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Thoughts on Janus’ Playlist...

Some of my first-time-hearing reactions to Janus’ playlist (sorry for the rambling parts):

Black Hole Sun: It’s apparently about depression according to Genius? Like it’s kinda like yearning for the depression to be sucked into the “black hole sun”... The snake references and heaven and hell is definitely Janus. Also, it sounds old-timey like a jazz song, so that sets up the mood of the entire playlist. I don’t really get this... but this feels like a mood setter for the entire thing, unless it means something else. What do you guys think?

It Seemed the Better Way: The strings? CHILLS. Leonard Cohen’s voice reminds me of Hades in Hadestown. “Sounded like the truth, seemed the better way... but it’s not the truth today” is just his motto is what I’m seeing. And then the “I better hold my tongue, I better take my place...” part feels like resignation to me. It’s either Janus is trying to help, but that didn’t work so he resigns to become the “villain” of the light sides. It could allude to the dark sides as a whole: they are all trying to help Thomas in their ways, but because being themselves doesn’t work, they need the villain, spooky facade.

Anywhere: Ooh, I’m seeing a vintage vibe from all of this... Back to the song. “It’s a beautiful / If you’ve been lied to” is a good callback to the whole “society is built on lies” from SvS from Jay Dee. “Let this be a call to arms / At the changing of the avante garde / Nothing in this world... is beautiful.” Is Janus a pessimist? If so, he’s a good juxtaposition to Patton, the optimist. Also, the vocals remind me of like a really old timey radio, semi-haunted... my instincts say that it feels like the singer is like Harrison Bergeron (Kurt Vonnegut; do read it; it’s a good short story) trying to tell the truth about this world that people think is a good place.

Talking at the Same Time: Someone please draw Janus as like a 1920s gentleman character swaggering... wait I can. This song reminds me of “Why don’t you do right” by Jessica Rabbit on “Who Framed Roger Rabbit.” Jazz or blues? Either one. This song is really depressing? I don’t know why, but there is that feel of everything is hopeless. Pessimistic, again. “A tiny boy... made a sword from a stick and a gun from his hand” reminds me of Roman in a way? But then again, the “we bailed out all the millionaires / they’ve got the fruit / We’ve got the rind” doesn’t remind me of Roman.

all the good girls go to hell: “MY LUCIFER IS LOOONELYY”... sorry I love this song. Anyways, the lyrics really speak to Janus just because of the whole duality and Christian metaphors. Also, J is the side who would definitely “want the Devil on her team”. We love the whole duality motif. I just *chef’s kiss x3*.

Denial: OH MY GOSH THE SVS REDUX... J was denial. HE WAS DENIAL. “Just don’t shut your eyes closed / Not until I get it off my chest” is basically the blindfold metaphor that happened throughout SvS, so would this be the message he wants to send to Thomas and Patton... or maybe the entire light sides. “Have you turned a corner? / Do you think of leaving me behind?” Dark side acceptance arc? Also, “I know you’re looking for direction... I know where you wanna go / Oh I do, but do you?” is to Roman and Thomas for the callback because he knew they wanted to go “so bad.”

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Trust in Me: Of course, snek boi, I knew this could be something you’ll put in. But do we trust you? So this is his suave villainy song. This again shows how Bananaconda child operates; he wants Thomas to trust him and be selfish but excessively. That’s why balance is necessary for all of the sides!

Razzle Dazzle: *gasp* MUSICAL SONGS NOW? YASSS. Definition is “noisy, showy, and exciting activity and display designed to attract and impress,” so the whole facade of being fancy to hide the insecurities and “bad” parts. Sounds like someone we know (*cough* ROMAN *cough*). “What if your hinges all are rusting / What if, in fact, you’re just disgusting? / Razzle dazzle ‘em and they’ll never catch wise” is just a jab and a stab at Roman. Or maybe it’s him. He’s also the dramatic one. If so, we have angst arriving.

When the Chips are Down: HADESTOWN OH MY YES! STRINGS! AAAAA! Does Janus give me Fate vibes in a way? Yes, definitely. “Nobody’s righteous / Nobody’s proud / Nobody’s innocent / Now that the chips are down” Holy CRAPP. It’s the perfect response to Patton’s “Nobody’s perfect... except for Thomas, he loves his friends!” in SvS. Now that the “chips are down,” Thomas should take after himself... after all, the Fates were telling Eurydice to look after herself. Sounds like what Janus said to Thomas after the Redux.

Mandy Goes to Med School: Oh. Um. This sounds like the whole jazz/20′s theme. This song’s apparently about abortion? I’m kinda confused, so feel free to add on! But it’s quite the bop, just listening to it. Maybe the whole thought that society makes laws based on a false conception? Help.

I Put A Spell On You: Janus definitely goes to jazz clubs. “I can’t stand it ‘cause you put me down” and “I tell ya I ain’t lyin’” and “Because you’re mine” makes the whole villainesque feel. I don’t know where this was from, but this stands out to me just because it was on the “Friends on the Other Side Mashup”.

Evil Night Together: Ominous, and then jazzy. Jay Dee’s flirting skills go to the max. This also gives the villain vibe by the lyrics referencing things that Remus would be fond about. Also, “Who’s gonna make you a hero” seems to be directed to Roman like he did in SvS. This is a very seductive song with really dark undertones about crime. Janus, that slimy snek boi is a lawful neutral to evil.

Dont’ Tell Mama: Cabaret... a classic musical, eh? “Hush up, don’t tell mama / Shush up, don’t tell mama” goes to Janus’ power to silence people. “If you had a secret, you bet I would keep it / I would never tell on you...” Janus is definitely the one about lies and secrets, so that goes to that.

You’re a Cad: “What’s the point pretending that you could be a better man? / Just give in, since you always end up right back where you began” “You’re a rascal and a rogue, a villain and a crook” is the other sides viewing him, and “Still I tug at your line, I’m a fish on your hook” and “I should be better, but I’m worse” is hinting at some Janus angst. I think it’s going to be something about trust

As Far as I Can See: JANUS ANGST TRUCKING IN ON TO YA: “Nobody loves me / As far as I can tell.” Or even “Nobody’s listening as far as I can tell / And when I’m crying out / Nobody cries back for me.” Haha... I’m totally fine (*sobbing*). Also, the “we’re all going down / all down the staircase aboard” either hints at the Redux statement of pushing people off staircases... or maybe Virgil who went down the staircase and left the dark sides. Gosh, I thought this was gonna be a hype song by the beat, but I stand corrected.

Criminal: Oh, so the angst continues. Great. Totally great. This somehow links back to the bloopers of Thomas, as J, saying “I’m not bad; I’m just drawn that way.” This is peak sarcasm in a way, but I don’t really know. “I’ve done wrong and I wanna suffer for my sins / I’ve come to you cause I need guidance to be true / And I just don’t know where I can begin”... is this from Thomas to Janus or the other way? If it’s from Thomas, Janus is kinda mad and is using as much sass as he wants. If it’s from Janus, it’s either he’s lying or he genuinely wants a redemption arc like Virgil did... but in a not so righteous way with “And I need to be redeemed / To the one I’ve sinned against / Because he’s all I ever knew of love.” I don’t really know, but this is such a bop.

Change: “I’ve been thinking it’s just someone else’s job to care / Who am I to sympathize when no one gives a d-” and “” Wow. Janus has his similarities with Logan. He wants to be listened to the sides. I mean, there is a reason why he impersonates the light sides: to be listened without bias. “Change is a powerful thing / I feel it coming in me” foreshadows some good stuff with Janus! YES! Also, “Maybe by the time this song is done / I’ll be able / To be honest” and the rest of the lyrics just hit me like a truck? It hurts the soul in a way. Change is inevitable is the message, so would that mean Janus could have an upgrade? I mean, the change started when SvS Redux happened with him coming out and being accepted by the light sides, so maybe, maybe things will change from there in a good way.

Devil In The Details: “A house of cards / A supple heart / Is not a place to dwell”.... Patton? Oh no. “But know there’s no backing out / This is gonna be reality / You can never dream it out” is going to his reputation and relations with the sides and Thomas? He seemed to have hesitated to say his name and let his reputation down since that would change everything that he has known over the years. Would this mean the dark and light side thing will break in later episodes? Maybe. “I put the past into the ground / I saw the future as a cloud / If there’s still time to turn around / I’m going to” is a big oof. And then... “I am the first one I deceive / If I can make myself believe / The rest is easy” comes in. Is Janus lying to himself? He’s the manifestation of deceit, but is he also doing that to himself? Or it could be to Thomas. But then again...

Come Little Children: Spooky. Nice. This feels like a lullaby. “It must be this way / To weary of life and deceptions / Rest now my children...” and then “The time’s come to play / Here in my garden of shadows” make me think that Janus thinks that this life is quite... painful. I am not too sure about this, tell me what y’all think!

Into The Unknown: Oh it’s not that one. It’s the one from Over The Garden Wall (the animation if I remember it right). I don’t know why, but I saw Come Little Children and connected that to Into the Unknown as words, so that was cool. “Dancing in a swirl / Of golden memories / The loveliest lies / Of all” refers to nostalgia. This song is about nostalgia. Wait. OH WAIT. Patton’s room is all about that... so would that mean nostalgia is also part of Jay Dee too because of the mood around it that is distorted by emotions? That’s something really cool to think about. One more: “If dreams can’t come true / Then why not pretend?” I feel like this points to Virgil in a way because his dream is complete acceptance, but Janus knows V was a dark side, so maybe he’s hinting at Virgil pretending to compensate for the fact that he is a dark side.

Summary:

Janus’ aesthetic would be a 1920-40 vintage theme with jazz on the background, strings and piano used ominous effect, and being flashy and dramatic. He wants to be listened to the other sides, so he puts up different disguises (like to Pat and Lo), which includes his villain facade he put on for the past maybe 2 or 3 years. He strongly believes that society is built on lies, and like in SvS, he doesn’t want Thomas to be disadvantaged in the said society. He loves the whole duality and juxtapositions (I mean, his name is Janus for a good reason) because he embraces them both. He jabs at several sides for them faking themselves to hide their true feelings, but then again, he might also be lying to himself. He knows that change is inevitable after the whole name reveal, and we know that his acceptance arc is going to come. It could be about trust and facing the reality... just my thoughts. In other words, this playlist gave me a bunch of reasons on why Janus is a great morally gray character.

FEEL FREE TO ADD ON! I LOVE SHARING THOUGHTS! Especially with analysis, more people means more thoughts and new ideas and theories. Thank you!

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mindofharry · 4 years

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ROSLYN

in which Roslyn stops trying.

WARNING: angst, fluff n everything in between!

thank you so much for 200 followers x enjoy 🥺

High school. Two words. Parents think teenagers are being dramatic when they say they don’t want to go to school, or it’s “prison”. High school is hell. Cheerleaders, bullies and jocks. Roslyn just stayed away. She was a pretty confident girl, she was the class “clown”. She didn’t have many friends, but she had acquaintes. It was tough going through high school with no real friends. Sure she knew everyone, but she didn’t have any friends. Which really she wasn’t too bothered about until home coming came around.

rejection. One word Roslyn was close with.

She had always liked Harry styles. I mean how could she not? He was music student. He was nice and smiled at her everyday in the hall. He helped her if she couldn’t answer a question. Always invited her to his party’s and gigs. And obviously Roslyn thought he liked her. Like she liked him. She was a very outgoing and confident person. So her being her, she decided to ask Harry to go to homecoming with her. She didn’t really like homecoming not because it was boring, but because she never had anyone to share the night with. She just didn’t want to be alone for once.

Her sister helped her with the poster. Which her sister, Sarah, was really proud of her for doing this, for even going to homecoming. Even though she was extroverted sometimes she found it hard to talk to people. She found it hard to trust and believe she was enough. So she hid all of her emotions. She pushed them deep down, and that got her no where. She had no friends and no one to dance with at homecoming. Even if Harry had one dance with she would be ok.

The day finally came when people were staring to ask people to homecoming. And by people she means boys. Roslyn was never one to be discouraged, so seeing none of the girls asking boys out pushed her a bit. She hoped Harry hadn’t asked anyone out yet. Of course he wouldn’t she thought. He likes you Roslyn. She felt crazy, but the signs were clear. Harry liked her. She finally saw Harry leaning beside his friends, Niall, locker. Niall immediately saw Roslyn with her poster and big smile. At first Niall was in shock as he had never seen her look genuinely happy. He nudged his friend, Harry, and smiled as he saw Harry groan.

“How many of these girls have asked you out today?” Niall asked stuffing his books in his bag. Harry shook his head banging his head against the locker and shrugged.

“Hi harry” Roslyn said with a teasing smile. “You can probably tell from my poster, but i was wonder-“ Roslyn was cut off by Harry “I’m sorry, i already have a date” Harry said and Roslyns smile fell of her face. She felt like she was going to cry. She could feel Nialls stare on her flushed face. She was not going to cry. She was not going to cry. “Oh, cool. Y-yeah of course” she stuttered “it was stupid anyway” she said crumpling up the poster and throwing it at Harry. “Enjoy your homecoming” she said walking away.

“You’re not going?” Harry asked with a frown. He felt really bad lying about having a date. He didn’t even like these dances. He just felt bad saying no without a reason. Which I guess would be worse in the long run, if she found out he didn’t actually have a date. “Not anymore” she mumbled before walking off.

Sarah comforted her with her favourite rom com movies and lots and lots of candy. “Maybe i should ask him out to a movie?” Roslyn asked sticking a bar of chocolate into her mouth. Sarah sighed, not having the heart to tell Roslyn he clearing wasn’t interested. Roslyn nodded to herself. “I’ll ask him in class tomorrow”

Tomorrow became today and Roslyn was ecstatic. She had walked to class with Niall and told him her plan. “Roslyn-“ he tried to stop her but was too late, Roslyn already was beside Harry.

“Harry! i was wondering if you wanted to go see a movie with me theres this new cool movie out and-“ Roslyn was once again cut off by Harry.

“I’m sorry. I have this thing on this weekend” he said not looking sorry at all. Roslyn sighed nodding. “Well you have my number! Text me” she said walking back to Niall. “He said he was busy” Roslyn said pouting. Niall sighed and looked apologetic as he knew Harry had nothing on this weekend.

“Hey! Why don’t we go out?” Niall said and Roslyn looked up smiling “really? You’d go with me?” She asked and he nodded grinning. “Of course! You’re funny and cute! Who wouldn’t go out with you” he said and she blushed before pouting again “harry”

Soon the weekend came and she had the best time with Niall. She was lucky to call him her friend. She was so happy she didn’t just waste away the weekend.

On Monday she walked in with flowers in her hand. She spotted Niall and Harry together on a bench. Niall immediately waved her over with a confused look because of the flowers. She had asked Harry out again on Sunday. But of course he had said no. So now she was after Niall. Harry didn’t want her, Harry didn’t like her. But Niall did. So she was going to treat her friend. She didn’t have a crush on Niall. She just wanted him to know how grateful she was. Call it dramatic or clingy but she didn’t want to lose him.

“Let me guess. You want to go out with me” Harry asked closing his eyes. “No. I was going to ask Niall out” she smiled and Harry opened his eyes. “These are for you m’lady” she said kneeling down. Niall laughed pulling her into a hug. “You can come if you want Harry! But you’re always so busy” Roslyn said pouting.

“I’m actually free after school” Harry said quickly. Niall sighed shaking his head. “Let me walk you to class” Niall said wrapping an arm around Roslyn. “I’ll come with” Harry said running after them.

School ended and they all made their way to the cafe Roslyn recommended. She always came here on a Monday. And she could get there really easily too (she didn’t like exercise) so it was only a 5 minute walk away from the school, otherwise she wouldn’t walk. She’s always been like that. She’s doesn’t understand how she hasn’t gotten ill yet. She barely exercises and eats junk food everyday. She’s not complaining though. They all stopped outside the cafe. It was a retro cafe and they had really good hot chocolates. And they played a lot of music she would be into.

“My sister and i found this place” Roslyn said “i was going to bring Harry here yesterday - but he was busy” she said and grabbed nialls arm. “Come on let’s get some seats”

After finding seats and ordering they all fell into a comfortable silence. Roslyn looking out the window. Harry looking at Roslyn and Niall colouring in the menu. Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac came on and roslyns smile lit up the room.

“This is my favourite song!” Harry and Roslyn said at the same time. Roslyn smiled as Harry blushed. “So hows your date for homecoming?” Roslyn asked Harry leaning across the table. “Is she cute? Or he!?” She asked and Harry sighed “i- i dont have a date” he stuttered.

“Oh” Roslyn said clearing her throat. “I asked you and you said no?” She said clearly confused. “It’s just-“ he began and Roslyn shook her head “you could’ve just told me you didn’t want to go with me. I’m used to it Harry” she muttered looking down at her phone.

“Hey Niall I have to go” she said smiling at him. “What we just got here” he whined. “I know my sister needs help with something” she said hugging him when she was out of the booth not bothering to say goodbye to Harry who clearly waiting for one.

“I’ll see you tomorrow niall”

“Bye Roslyn” Harry said and she sighed walking off. Harry groaned banging his head on the table. How was he going to win her back?

Harry came into school the next day with flowers. He waited by her locker. He immediately smiled when he saw her.

“Roslyn! I got these for you!” He exclaimed and she smiled “that’s nice of you Harry” she said patting his shoulder before opening her locker.

“I was wondering if you wanted to see a movie tomorrow?” He asked messing with the bottom of his shirt. “I’m sorry! I’m really busy helping my sister re decorate her apartment” Roslyn said with a pout “maybe another time” she said squeezing his arm.

This went on for two weeks. Roslyn completely ignoring Harry. Saying no to his plans and not smiling at him in the halls. Harry finally understood how she must of felt. It was no excuse but he was just scared. He’s liked Roslyn for awhile. But he panicked. And now he was going to make it up to her. By singing.

He set up his equipment with his band in the cafeteria at lunch. He knew she ate here. He’d always see her making someone laugh, or talking with the lunch ladies. He had told Niall the plan to which he was fully on board with.

Soon enough the bell rang and the music started. He started singing one of her favourite songs (Niall told him) darling by Christian leave. Niall had grabbed her arm the minute he heard Harry and the band start. He had to hurry as he was needed for the chorus of the song. “Please tell me that’s not harry” Roslyn said trying not to smile.

She walked into the cafeteria Niall running up to Harry grabbing his guitar. Harry looked at her as he sang “darling I’m in love”. Roslyn giggled walking closer to him. “I know who I want to be now. Just your man” he sang as Roslyn danced around with a couple of other girls.

The song ended and he walked up to Roslyn with the poster she made him.

“Homecoming?”

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theartfuldodger26 · 5 years

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For the prompt I'll be predictable: Harry Potter, Bellamort and Bellatrix 😁

Thanks for the prompts, @bellamort1993! Feel free to answer the same :)

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character:

Bellatrix Lestrange and Voldemort.

Bella is the closest to my heart, but apparently I waste the most brainmatter on Tom/Voldemort, so *shrugs*

Harry is my favourite light character, he’s an admirable person.

Least Favorite character:

Umbridge, as is universally accepted.

Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

Bellamort (which is canon, bitches)

Delphi/Harry (it will become canon, you just wait for TCC part3)

Tomarry but not Harrymort (nearly counts as canon judging by how often Harry gushes over handsome Tom’s face)

Drarry (I’m human and susceptible to fandom mainstream, plus there’s some fantastic fics out there)

Delphi/Victoire (cause two pretty, hot-headed ladies are my cup of tea any day)

Character I find most attractive:

Bellatrix, hands down. Then Voldemort can do things to me too, but Bella would be my first choice.it’s so nice being bi, isn’t it.

Character I would marry:

No one, I’m happy by myself.

Delphi can be my angsty fuck buddy with whom we meet every once in a while, bitch, get drunk, cry and fuck.

Character I’d be friends with:

Harry, tho I’m not the best of friends and he does bring an unappealing high mortality rate to any occasion. It’s fiiine.

a random thought:

The wizarding world makes zero sense in so many places. They haven’t had an Industrial Revolution, meaning they haven’t known first hand the new ideas that came with it, and they seem to be stuck in the Middle Ages in many ways, even if they dont seem extremely Christian as these times actually were. We know little about the political system and their beliefs are so random. It’s really confusing.

An unpopular opinion:

Idk what’s unpopular these days. Aside from Albus’ name, I actually liked the Epilogue.

It showed what we needed to know: that Harry and the rest made it out okay. They found the courage to face their destroyed community and rebuild, even though they had gone through enough during the war. I think JKR said it herself in an interview how important rebuilding is after a catastrophe, how it can daunt even the bravest people. The miracles of Japan and Germany bouncing back and better after WWII are relevant real-life examples here.

A married Harry, enthusiastic about hugging his kids goodbye on their first day of school, a day that to him symbolises a new beginning, is the greatest gift and it does not erase the pain he might feel every day for going through hell in his early life. In fact, it’s this snipet of normalcy what he craved as a boy and refused to daydream about because its weight would be too much,and now he gets to have it. Along with the nightmares and the PTSD and the new challenges yes, but now, in this moment, as he waves to the new generation that he helped create, he’s safe, loved and happy. He deserves it.

Second unpopular opinion: I don’t give a damn if McGonagall’s timeline is screwed up by bringing her to life in the 20′s. Didn’t really matter to the story before and she’s a freaking badass and comic relief, which is the best combo ever. Is it fan-bating or whatever it was called? Sure. But if she makes the story better with her presense I give minus two fucks about when JKR originally said she was born (also, newsflash: people have the right to change HC’s, especially people who don’t shit about maths, like our dear creator)

My Canon OTP:

BELLAMORT

Seriously, I have screenshoted the details of TCC where it shows they’re canon.

My Non-canon OTP:

Harry/Delphi

I know, I’m sick, it’s fine. *insert dog sipping coffee in the flaming house meme here*

Most Badass Character:

Bellatrix, handsdown.

McGonagall for good people.

Most Epic Villain:

Voldemort, we’d have no books without him. He can be dumb, but it’s cute.

Pairing I’m not a fan of:

I’m not huge on non-canon Hermione ships, and anything with Snape is gross.

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another):

…Snape? Not his character, but the positive light she gave him by naming Harry’s kid after him. It appeared she was clear on him not being an admirable person, but then he’s the bravest bloke ever? No, ma’am.

On a Fantastic Beasts note, I do hope they handle the backstories of all characters well. We’ll surely get back to this after the FB series are over.

Favourite Friendship:

The Golden Trio, they work as a three-man-group better, I won’t devide them. Also, as a part-time writer I have to admire how the writing and dynamics were handled, it’s so hard to think as more than one person, not to mention three!

Character I most identify with:

PostAzkaban!Bellatrix feels she’s letting her master and herself down, and so do I. I keep looking for my former self. Who wasn’t much after all, but had some qualities I should recultivate.

Character I wish I could be:

… I’d like to have some Bellamort qualities that I lack, but in general I’m fine working on myself.

002 | Send me a ship and I will tell you:

When I started shipping them:

After I finished the books, so that’s since 2007. 12 cool, angsty years.

My thoughts:

I love them, they’re my evil babies. In fact, I don’t even have reasons for loving them, as most shippers do, I’d just die for them, end of reasoning.

What makes me happy about them:

That they’re complicately made for each other in their unique goth way. And that in the end they had a kid, which I think helped Voldemort out a lot with his issues with intimacy and emotions.

What makes me sad about them:

That they died *sobs hysterically*.

Also in the books they have like two scenes together. (HE SCREAMED THO)

Things done in fanfic that annoys me:

Seeing Bella’s character butchered down to a snivelling, slavish idiot, though these aren’t Bellamort fics usually.

In Bellamort fics, it feels like a cheat when it says Bellamort but it’s just Bella pining and Voldemort really not caring. I don’t have a problem with the POV, but it needs to be tagged as unrequited. Otherwise I’m open to perspectives.

Things I look for in fanfic:

Good writing, mostly.

I’m also a huge fan of Muggle!AU’s, so if you have that, I’ll read it, no questions asked XD

My wishlist:

On Amazon? :P Fine, I’ll show myself out

I presume this means wishlist on fics/art with these two, but do correct me if I’m wrong. I dont have one, since I write myself, so whatever I want to read, I write. Right now I’m eager to finish the following Bellamort fics:

1. Harry finds out about Bellamort via looking through Voldy’s stuff.

2. BellaDiesButVoldyWins!AU

3. Voldemort discovers his breastfeeding kink

4. A therewasonlyonebed!fic

5. Tomarry turns Bellamort in Easter setting, Muggle!AU, Harry wets himself in the process

In general I’d say I’d like to see more classic, tropy fanfics with these two, lighter ones, you know. Angst is great, but let us enjoy the coffeeshop!AU too.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:

Alone and miserable.

I guess Bella would have been okay with Rodolphus, had Tom/Voldemort never been born.

And Voldemort/Tom would have been fine too with some nameless pretty woman he did not love but had to marry to keep face.

But I think that they would have never been truly happy with anyone else. especially Tom, he’d never be really comfortable with anyone.

My happily ever after for them:

VoldemortWins!AU, they conquer Europe, Bella is Minister for War, Voldemort the Emperor. Maybe they have a kid, maybe a couple more or none at all, who cares, the point is they live and fulfull their dreams of revolutionising the Wizarding Wolrd.

I also have a sappy afterlife!AU where for a while Bella is imprisoned at the family castle for having a halfblood little bastard, goes half-insane as Voldemort seacrhes for her (they had a spat right after they got there), and Delphi kills herself and goes to find her dad in small-child form. They finally get tgether and live deathly ever after in some Norwegian fjord in the frozen tundra. (it’s also my personal happy ending, only it’s cats and snakes)

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you:

How I feel about this character:

I love Bella. She’s a bitch and a sadist, but I love her.

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character:

The one and only, his majesty the Dark Lord himself.

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character:

Rodolphus, he’s her only friend.

Also, sad HC: Bella was very close to Andromeda until she got too involved with Voldemort and his cause, and they drifted apart. No one wept harder than Bella after Andy left, and it was her who spent days banging on the Tonks’ door to let them speak to her. Voldy could squeeze tears out of his shirt after she fell asleep on him crying about it.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

Again, not sure about what’s unpopular.

I believe she suffers from genuine mental illness that tortures her a lot and makes her life (and her shared life with Voldemort too) very hard. Also I find her more self-doubting and reserved than most authors, hard working and largely indifferent to people who aren’t Voldemort.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

Actual romantic scene would have been nice, but HE SCREAMED after all. Let’s not ask for too much.

Favorite friendship for this character:

Rodolphus and Andromeda. Recently I’ve started Brotp-ing Sirius with Bella too, before they parted ways.

My crossover ship:

I don’t really have any other fandoms, sorry.

Well, that was fun! Thanks again!

#ask #bellamort #bellatrix lestrange #lord voldemort #bellamort1993

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sozotohakai · 5 years

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15 QUESTIONS, 15 MUTUALS

Tagged by @moon--wake (thank you!)

⭑ are you named after anyone ?

Technically yes, my mom was raised Christian though she grew apart from the religion itself (but not from her belief in God and angels), and when she learned she was getting a daughter (which she had desired but until me didn’t get), she named be Christelle, to be written like this (rather than Kristel for example), and it can be read as Christ+elle (elle being french she). This works perfectly for me too as it shortens to Chris, which is a more gender neutral name, which is rather fun considering mom wouldn’t have known back then I would realize I’m non binary.

Fun fact: my middle name is the same name from an aunt if I recall correctly, one of the few people from my father’s side of the family that mom did like.

⭑ when was the last time you cried ?

This weekend, there was Doctor Who on TV and there was the episode with Doctor Donna so if you know it you know it’s the ending that made me cry. It didn’t help my mind start going “Yooo super angst Wangxian” and I yelled NOPE. Long story short: the episode deals with how the only way to save someone is to erase all memories of the time spend together (including meeting) and how they can’t come into contact with anything that could lowkey remind of said times. Now I’m not okay thinking of how the theme of having forgotten is heavy in DGM ouch.

⭑ do you have kids ?

Nope, unless you count characters I created we always joke that with mom, they’re her grandchildren.

⭑ do you use sarcasm a lot ?

Depends, it can come out of me at random times, its more likely to happen if I’m playing; or if I’m lacking sleep.

⭑ what’s the first thing you notice about people ?

That is a good question... It can vary? But mostly I feel like I take right away into the overall appearance, like... either to recognize them, or store them in my mind so I can hope to recognize them later. I don’t really (or not often) stop at a detail, it’s just, get a reading of the general appearance of someone. After that I pay attention to expressions and how they speak (which is funny to say since I have trouble with eye contact half the time).

⭑ what’s your eye color ?

Brown

⭑ scary movie or happy ending ?

Happy ending, though tbh, I do kind of love scary movie, it’s just that I have troubles actually watching.

⭑ any special talents ?

Uuuuu, I guess, I’ve been told I’m good at emotional empathy? I’ve been able to know when someone felt low just by how they would write. That’s, I believe, the main reason I find my way with words (when I have time to think) because it’s heavily based on my empathy mixed with experience. Like, I feel so much what someone else is feeling, and that’s why I can come with up with words for them and their situation.

⭑ where were you born ?

France

⭑ what are your hobbies ?

Writing, reading, playing games, listening to music, watching videos (Markiplier, React, MMD&Vocaloid stuff, AMV&Anime mix videos, sometimes bloopers and funny stuff).

⭑ do you have any pets ?

I don’t, but my brother and his dad have a cat so he’s like my pet. His name is Grisou (gris = grey so it’s totally a cute naming of his fur colour), he’s playful and seems to view any approach as a signal to play (aka paw at you and try to nip), though he’ll get cuddly at times from what I heard. For my part, we’ve got this ritual that I’ll slowly approach my fingers so he sniffs them (unless I see him about to paw/bite so I dont even try), he lets me pet his head a tiny bit, and then I leave him alone. So he doesn’t try to paw or claw or nip at me because he knows I’ve learned to tell if he’s okay with an approach and when I should stop.

(Fun fact: one time he kind of accidentally hurt my leg, despite my pants he dug fangs and claws too deep and I ended up with a few cuts that bled, I was a bit scared that day and for the next few times I saw him, then I kind of hesitantly start to approach him again, and I think he picked up on it and that’s why he’s a bit more patient with me? I’m the only person he doesn’t straight up claw or paw or nip at, and the few times he does, it’s slow, and/or light).

⭑ what tattoos / piercings / body mods do you have ?

None, sometimes I get the thought of having tattoos, but I’m not sure I’ll ever follow through. But probably if I did, I would got with a small tattoo first just to like, see? I once thought about wolf tattoo, but tbh if I get a tattoo one day, it’ll be a dragon. Oh gosh yeah, a small tattoo of an eastern dragon circling my wrist or maybe higher like close to elbow level, maybe on both side. And after that if I’d have the courage, a western dragon in the back (with feathers wing, I love my dragons with feather wings).

⭑ how tall are you ?

5 ‘7~ I don’t think I’m that tall, but I’m amused because it seems like I’m taller than most of my friends. My brother is even taller than me, he’s 6′/6′1. Or because I’m squinting at the conversion, I’m ~172 cm (and he’s ~185 cm).

⭑ dream job ?

What I’m doing right now, which is work as an independant/freelance writer. Lemme be shameless for a tiny bit and link to my site too, since. Kind of fit with the question.

What’s funny is that, as a child, when it first start to float around, what will you be later, I loved dinosaurs so I thought, I’ll become a paleontologist. I stayed on this path until college, I could feel in me something off, there was nothing else that I could see myself do, so I stick to it, but in college I truly felt how much I just didn’t see myself become a scientist. And it’s totally all thanks to mom and my bro that I realized, hey, writer can be a job too. Then came the hilarious realization that I’ve always been writing or reading, mostly in/for school, but at the end of middle school I discovered fanfics and I never stopped writing&reading those since then (and later rping was added).

⭑ favorite subject at school?

I’ve always enjoyed literature (no surprise here) though to be precise, here in France the subject is called “Français” and is a mix of learning grammar&spelling&punctuation, then all kind of things like analyzing books and poems. It was, in fact, a bit rarer to actually write a story ourself, as it was more about learning the french language and what is expressed in books. But in elementary school I did have a teacher that gave us a homework that was literally just “write a story” and I got an almost perfect mark (in my teacher word: the only reason you didnt was for the grammar&etc mistakes”). While in my mom words, years later, “that was the moment I knew you would become a writer”.

I also adored learning English, I think I do love learning languages in general, but the other languages I tried to learn (Latin for one year, Spanish), the teachers were... not helping. The Latin one was, bless her, good but boring (my mom literally almost fell asleep in a teacher-student meeting, face to face); and my first spanish one had no authority and we barely learned anything, so the next one had to try catching up, but it left me (and those who had come from the same class) with very shaky basics and next to no motivation except just have marks above or equal to average. Compared to those, English was made fun to learn, and then it also got associated with my mind with tons of things (fics, subbed animes, being able to talk with friends).

Tagging: @ask-cross-marian @avellaturortem @shensheng-aoman @xueyaang @crowleiii @illusiive @manadcampbellrpblog @crystallizecrimsonbutterfly if you want to!

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positiveparker · 6 years

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Romeo + Juliet 90′s!au Final Part (Harrison Osterfield)

thank you guys so much for 500!! - L

- warnings ; angst! fluff! death! swearing!

- pairing ; haz x reader

- masterlist

HAZ’S POV ;

The happiness soon faded as we went out of the church onto Verona Beach. There stood my best friend Tom and Christian (y/l/n), they were arguing.

“Tom what the fuck are you doing?” I shouted, he didn't hear me. Muffled shouts could be heard echoing all over the beach. Christian pulled something shiny out of his pocket, it glimmered in the sunset. Suddenly the glimmered faded and Tom fell onto the sand. Adrenaline shot through my body as I let (y/n)’s hand go and started sprinting towards him. My cousins fell at his side and Harry started trying to lift him up.

“Tom, Tom, Tom” I bellowed, I fell next to him and lifted his torso up on my lap. He took my hand and his breathing became short.

“Haz” he breathed, his hand was clutched by his side. I gently lifted his fingers to see blood oozing out of his side.

“you’re going to be fine” I sobbed, his eyes suddenly became glassy

“Haz”

“Tom no” I started crying more and more, tears suffocated my cheeks.

‘Haz”

“Tom I’m not letting you go” I hollered trying to lift him up

“Haz” he shouted breathily “stop fighting” I stared down at him and took his hand in mine

“I am married now Tom” I sobbed into his hand, I pulled his fingers to my lips and kissed their bloodiedness.

“end this” He breathed nodding to my cousins and Christian. Then the air left his lips and his skin turned cold. My body couldn’t believe it, it didn't want to. My best friend was gone. I screamed and cried, my head lifted to the sky in hate. I could feel everyones stares. A soft hand touched my shoulder, I shrugged it away and looked behind me. It was (y/n) staring at me with loving eyes. I couldn’t even look up at her the same. Her cousin had killed my best friend. Rage consumed my veins and lifted my body up. I ran over to Christian and started pushing my hands against his chest. He started pacing backwards with a shocked look.

“Haz stop!” I heard (y/n) scream, but I didn't listen, everything was in slow motion. Harry ran towards me and started restricting my limbs. I turned around and punched him, he fell to the ground in shock.

“your gun” I screamed holding my hand out

“Haz, no”

“give me the gun Harry, I swear to fuck” I screamed. Harry shakily handed me his gold plated gun, I looked up to see her. Her eyes were full of tears and red from anger. Her eyes told me to stop, but I couldn't. I curled my fingers around the shiny gold and cocked the gun. I slowly turned and started rapidly shooting. Loud bangs ran through my ears and filled up the sand. He fell to the ground, his white shirt now tinged red.

“Haz, what did you do?” I heard her run towards me sobbing. She grabbed my shoulders and made me face her, she punched her fists against my chest. Her fingers banded around my neck as she screamed and cried in my face.

“you idiot, you idiot” she repeated

Maggie came over and tried to restrict her. She pulled her arms away and they both fell into an embrace on the hot sand. She sobbed violently and gasped for breath, my heart clenched. I looked down and saw what I had done. I dropped the gun and fell to my knees.

“what have I done” I whispered to myself.

Harry and Sammy grabbed me and pulled me away. The two bodies lay there, they soon became inflicted with photographers. I had ruined everything. Every chance with her, every future kiss or adventure. My lips couldn’t make any words. My cousins and I just rode home in pure silence. Though our silence was filled with mourning.

READER’S POV ;

Hate. Hate killed Tom. Hate killed my cousin. Hate killed the love for my new husband. I couldn’t even believe it. My mind became restricted with thoughts of rage. I had never felt so lonely. Maggie pulled me home and into my room. She started running me a bath and poured bubble bath in it. I sat on my bed staring at the ground. Maggie tried making light conversation with me

“are you hungry?” She asked. I couldn’t be hungry, I felt sick to my stomach. Though my heart hated Haz, I still felt for him. His best friend was dead and gone. I pulled my knees to my chest and shifted my body backwards, resting on my headboard.

“you’re going to be married in two days” Maggie tried smiling but her face fell as soon as she saw mine.

“to Sam Holding” I replied feebly. I couldn’t even cry anymore, my tears had run out. My pager vibrated from next to me. I picked it up cautiously.

Please don’t fall out of love for me - H

Of course not, I just need time

When are you getting married - H

Two days

Oh god, we cant leave by then - H

Then and idea sparked in my head.

“Maggie, you have the bath I need to go somewhere.” I sat up and pulled my shoes back on. I was still wearing my red dress, it brushed against my legs as I ran down the main stairwell. My pager was gripped in my fingers in dropped to the ground and skidded across the marbled floor.

“Harrison Osterfield” I head my mum grumble from behind me. I turned around to see her in a long white dressing gown. She dropped her cigarette on the ground and stamped on it with her slipped. “You thought I wouldn’t find out” she cackled

“Mum I-“ Then a sharp pain concaved on my cheek. My hand fled to my face where a single tear was falling.

“you will be there at the church to marry Sam even if I have to drag you by your hair” she spat through gritted teeth. She whipped passed me and there I stood in shock. I couldn’t wait any longer so I ran out into the garden and grabbed my bike from the shed. It was a rusty electric blue, I swung one leg over and pushed it on the pedal. I pedalled around the side of the house and then onto the pavement.

The sun was almost down and the street lamps were faintly glowing. I cycled passed a few pedestrians and finally reached Verona Beach again. I shoved my bike outside Friar Lawrences apartment building and rang the doorbell.

“Haz?” He grumbled

“No, its me (y/n)” I replied

“Oh..” He said and the door buzzed open.

I walked inside his darkly lit house and shut the door behind me.

“what is it?” He grumbled from his doorway

“I don't know what to do Friar”

“you don’t want to be wed to Sam Holding?”

“no, no, I would rather die”

“I knew you would come here” he muttered softly “I have a plan” He reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a small vial filled with blue liquid

“p-poison?” I stuttered

“a mild dosage” he smirked, he started ambling towards me “people will think you’re dead but actually you’ll be in a deep sleep”

“so you suggest I take this?”

“yes, and send a message to Romeo” He murmured, I pulled out my pager and the Friar snatched it. “Not by pager, too obvious. This would be the first place they would check” He said nodding to my pager in his hand. “Send a letter, I’ll get my choir boy to deliver it”

“Thank you Friar” I nodded

I cycled home with the vial in my pocket. Maggie would have left my house by now since it was practically night time. I cycled around to the shed and put my bike away. The house was dimly lit so I cautiously opened the front door and ran softly up the staircase to my room. I pulled out my draw and fished out a notepad and gel pen.

Haz,

By the time you get this you will think I am dead. I am not, the Friar gave me a plan. I am asleep Haz, then we can run away. People will presume I am dead but trust me once I wake in the church the Friar will send us away together. We can start over, without everyone. We can leave all the hate and rivalry behind and start a new life. I was thinking maybe we could drive to Paris? I want to adventure with you.

See you on the other side,

(y/n)

Then I pressed the vial against my lips and drank its contents. As soon as the vial was empty so was my breath.

HAZ’S POV ;

Harry took me out of Verona. The police were looking for all of us. I missed her but Harry told me not to use my pager to text her. We both sat on the hood of Tom’s car smoking a cigarette.

“are you going to go back” Harry coughed

“she is getting married tomorrow, how could I?”

“look, you can marry May” Harry nudged my arm and handed me the rest of the cigarette. I took a long drag and blew the smoke against the breeze.

“I don’t want May”

“You confuse me cousin” He laughed

Suddenly a motorbike pulled up and created a large cloud of sand. Through the mist Sammy appeared with a worried look. I pushed myself up off the car to greet him.

“Haz!” He coughed through the mist

“what?”

“I dont know how to say this” He gasped, my heart dropped

“what?” I said my voice lowering with curiosity

“she’s dead”

The words rung in my ears like a loud bell

“you’re lying” I spat

“Haz I’m not” He protested

“You’re lying!” I repeated this time louder and through a light sob. I sat on the pavement and wiped my eyes.

“they found her dead in her bed today” Sammy said softly

“why!” I cried looking up to the warm summer sky, the one girl I loved was gone. She was gone forever. I couldn’t even say sorry for what I had done to her brother. I couldn’t even feel her lips on mine again. Tears didn't even form in my eyes, they had run out from the day before. I pushed myself up off the scorching ground and threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

“drive” I nodded to Harry, he responded and we both slumped into the car

“You coming?” Harry nodded to Sammy

“I’ll be there soon” He nodded back. We sped away into the horizon. Little did I know a letter would arrive shortly after I left. A letter detailing her death and how she was actually alive. A letter I would never read. A letter that could have saved us. We drove all the way to Verona Beach where I knew her body would be lying.

“give me your gun” I said holding out a hand to Harry

“Haz, no” He protested

“Harry, please” I breathed, he nodded and then fished his gun out of his holster. I held it in my sweaty hand.

“Is this it then?” He asked

“what do you mean?”

“you”

“i don't want to live without her”

“what should I tell your mum” He started choking up

“That I love her and Sammy too” I started sobbing softly

“I love you” He said putting his hand on my shoulder

“I love you too” I mouthed, he pulled me into a hug and then as soon as I hopped out the car quickly sped away. He didn’t like goodbyes and neither did I.

I ran across the street and burst into the church. It was empty but I noticed a white body at the front. Candles were still lit from the service earlier. I ran up to the alter where I knew she was lying. My hard shoes echoed around the chapel. I stopped at where she was lying. They had dressed her in the white dress she was wearing the night I met her. I cupped my hand over her face and stroked her cheek.

“oh (y/n)” I sobbed, I looked up to the stained glass window above us both and cocked Harry’s gun. I pushed the tip into the side of my head and curled my finger over the trigger.

READER’S POV ;

My eyes fluttered open to see him, my face dropped to see the gun he was holding. Then a loud bang rang in my fresh ears.

“Haz” I screamed, his body dropped down over me. “Haz, Haz did you not get my letter” I sobbed, I grabbed his shoulders and tried shaking him awake but his body hung limp and cold over me. The gold plated gun was still in his fingers, I let go of his body and picked up the gun. The gun that killed my cousin, my lover and now it was going to kill me. I pressed it through my lips and into my mouth. Then the world went black and it was just me and him hanging limply in the chapel. The chapel where we had gotten married the day before. Our loved marked place with held our love marked death.

TAGLIST ;

@tomsfireheart @feelingsareharddd @lovelyh0lland @i-dont-wanna-go-mr-stark @hazeyholland @lookclosernow @choke-me-sweet-pea @whatareyouhidingpeter @spidey-pal

#Harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield fic #Harrison osterfield au #harrison osterfield imagine #haz x reader #harrison osterfield x reader #Harrison x reader #tom holland #tom and harrison #harrison and tom #harrison fic #harrison imagine #harrison au

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brillianthijinx · 2 years

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Heyyy for the next fic exchange, I like the idea of making it multi ships because Ralvez supremacy, also making it spring themed generally if you're thinking Easter time, just so that its not so religious?? I feel like theres loads of diff kinds of themes you can do in spring like, fluff aka allergies or baby animals, going on holiday, smut: ovs going at it like rabbits, new life, new beginnings, etc. Then maybe angst could be more symbolic like coming out of the winter blah blah.. And then ovs it gives people the chance to make it Easter themed if they want to, maybe give some of the characters religious trauma for more angst??? Anyway yeah, cant think of more ideas but thought I'd put it out there. You dont have to reply to this btw, just sending ideas :)

Thank you so much for all the suggestions!!!

I wouldn’t make it Easter really - I am not Christian and I don’t know enough about the holiday but from what I do know I agree that it’s too religious!

The dark exchange was open to multiple ships so I am definitely open to the idea of more than just HotchReid. I think it all depends on what kind of challenge it ends up being. - People submitting prompts vs being assigned themes.

Thanks so much for your ideas!!! I am saving them all.

#fic exchange ideas

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clumsyclifford · 3 years

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hello!! i am back and on desktop this time. the blog is just as pretty. alex + yellow = v v attractive jfc. this is a long one so buckle in.

to begin: i hope you have the most fun on your day road trip and sing your heart out to atl and taylor swift. i love driving long distances and idk just driving in general is fun. have the absolute best time MWAH

my birthday is in november!! november 23 to be specific. i share it with miley cyrus which is something i always found to be very cool when i was growing up and watching hannah montana. it also means i am a sagittarius and funny little fact i realized is that my best friend is a gemini. alex and jack are also a sagittarius and a gemini. from being 13 i know that tyler and josh from twenty one pilots are also a sagittarius and a gemini. something about sagittarius and gemini besties idk.

also yeah!! ao3 year in review!! it's a bit complicated to figure out at first and if you read a lot the finding pages thing can be pretty tedious, but it's def worth it once you figure it out. it gives you a lot of different stats about everything you read and it's pretty cool. now i am going to go look at your fics to remember my favs. you deserve the praise so i am willing to offer it. jeez you write a lot i respect the motivation sm. you write quite a bit of angst and i won't lie i try to stay away from angst so i haven't read your fics that seem super angst-y based on the tags. BUT there are still so many i recall reading and loving nonetheless. on a quick scroll-through: i usually don't read high school AUs but "paint me in trust (i'll be your best friend)" was super adorable and lovely. "thank god i'm yours" is one of my favs iirc. also i love love love "it's not always easy (but i'm here forever)" like yes please romanticize alex gaskarth i love it sm. "i won't be silent (and i won't let go)" and "i fell asleep in a city that doesn't" are both super fluffy and romantic and are favs of mine. in case you haven't picked up on it i adore very fluffy and romantic fics lmao. alright i am continuing to scroll and there are so many more i could list that i love but this section is getting quite long. just know if it's about a kitchen or hotel rooms being for lovers i probably read it and adored it and that pov is so valid.

waterparks!! will not lie i only really started listening to them about 6 months ago having been distantly aware of their existence for several years by being a fan of bands in the same genre. listen as long as you let yourself be vaguely annoyed by awsten is prevents you from being in love with him. follow him on any social media platform for like a day and you'll be sick of him typing in nothing but all caps within hours. simply do not romanticize him and you can keep yourself from falling!! so this is coming from a slightly fake parx fan, but some of my favs by them have been peach (lobotomy), crave, numb, fuzzy, violet!, you'd be paranoid too, and lowkey as hell. that is a very songs-from-their-most-recent-album-heavy rec, but whatever. i did give the disclaimer about being a fake parx fan.

yeah hayley does have 2 solo albums now!! petals for armor and flowers for vases / descansos. pfa is the one i didn't really like upon first listen but has grown on me. i haven't even listened to the second one in its entirety oops but we won't mention it. dead horse is good but simmer (pretty sure that was the other single??) just ain't it for me. the album has some lovely songs but it's just a hit or miss album all the way through. some favs of mine on it include pure love, taken, crystal clear, watch me while i bloom, and why we ever. it's sorta a storyline album about healing if that adds anything to it?? but anyways. i started listening to paramore around the time after laughter dropped and it grew to be one of my fav albums in existence. idle worship is probably one of my fav songs like ever. i def understand being slightly put off by bands with songs that make religious references (me with twenty one pilots' earlier music that makes a lot more religious references considering i'm not religious whatsoever) but i think i am blinded by being in love with hayley williams and just ignore it. idk that she's like super religious?? she's addressed believing in god and stuff a few times but she's def not the "rub it in your face" type and if she's making refs in music more recently then they're subtle enough i'm not noticing them. ik albums like brand new eyes had a lot more because it was shortly after that the band split and the songwriting process was essentially her and ex-bandmate co-songwriter arguing about their religious beliefs (turns out he ended up being super homophobic and transphobic all based on his religion so do with that what u will and thank the clown for leaving). i feel u on the "i meant to start listening to them" because that's essentially how i started listening to them. i told myself i was going to and then finally forced myself to do it. fuck falling for awsten knight what's more risky is falling in love with hayley </3

also yeah!! you've articulated my feelings towards tde. every song is so vastly different that it's hard to like it all. #1 fan is pretty decent though, and that's not just my bias about finding both ross and his gf hot and a cute couple and getting to see them together and ross half naked in a mirror in the video nope not at all. he's my fav himbo!! he has no personality!! no thoughts head empty!! i still love him and his strawberry-growing saga on twitter tho <3 the hazard of being in love with ross lynch since i was 12. girlfriend better be a fucking banger and there's quite a few already released singles in the tracklist so i have hope. i believe my show is in chicago on november 19 which is a thursday. kinda sucks since i intentionally bought the chicago tix nearly two years ago (the show was originally supposed to be april 25 2020. lol.) because the show was on a saturday and i have to drive 3 hours to get there. obviously i can't speak for them as tde but r5 shows always fucking slapped and i can vouch for them (realized i haven't seem them live since 2016?? 5 YEARS?? wtf) so if u genuinely like them. would recommend going to see them.

anyways. i have not listened to luke's solo album yet. i plan on it. this has gotten so long but i tried to respond in all areas and even organized it in different paragraphs this time (thanks being on desktop!!). hope you are well. hope you have a lovely day. hmm what's a little "going on in my life" fact. i got new glasses a few days ago and my eyes essentially said fuck off because adjusting to the new prescription has left me with eyes that hurt and occasionally slightly nauseous. here is to hoping my eyes get their shit together. mwah LOVE YOU TOO - the other bella/cubs anon/idk

okay hi hello. i have put this off because holy hell it's long but let's do it. i am putting a cut because this whole thing is long even without my answer

first: the road trip was super fun thank you!!! i am intrigued by this information regarding sags and geminis, we should do some scientific inquiry. enquiry. i don't know if there's a difference between those words.

aha! well i tried the ao3 year in review thing and i would say it had about 55% accuracy but still i agree it's fun to look back at that kind of stuff. and i feel you on the angst thing i go through phases of writing angst-heavy stuff and then writing very fluffy stuff and it is entirely based on my mental state buuuut i have lots of fluff and i'm glad you found it all and that you liked it yay <333 KITCHENS ARE FOR LOVERS i will die on that fuckin hill. hotel rooms as well but primarily kitchens.

dfgjhgdlfkhgdfmj honestly i dont use twitter enough that i would see his tweets enough that that would bother me also the fact that he tweets in all caps means that i just picture him yelling everything he tweets which i find absolutely hysterical so i don't think that would help. i have added these parx songs to my listen asap playlist and will get to them when i get a chance thank you i am excited also i already know lowkey as hell and it slaps super hard so im very much lookin forward to the rest of these. merci merci

YEAH simmer was the one i didnt vibe with. and honestly i feel zero compulsion to get into hayley williams as a solo artist. i just don't vibe enough to want to do that so i doubt i'll be listening to her anytime soon but maybe if i hear the songs in passing or get super bored one night, idk who can really say. but yeah christianity typically puts me off of music (speaking as a very jewish bitch) although there are notable exceptions in the cases of thomas rhett and the driver era. i'm just not attached to hayley enough to be like ehhh this doesnt matter. does that make sense

FAVORITE HIMBO PLEASE HGSDFGDFGKLFGJ i dont follow him on twitter but i have seen some interviews of ross and rocky and tbh they're great i love the way ross speaks like i like his speech mannerisms and i like his FACE and HAIR and. yeah. i think hes pretty. and i think he and 5sos SHOULD collab i think that would be sexy as hell. can you imagine that. oh my god can you imagine a ross lynch/luke hemmings collab. i'm not even really talking to you anymore bella because i know you haven't listened to luke yet and don't have a stake in it but if anyone else is reading this long ass answer. ross & luke collab. okay im going to move on and not think about that now. but i probably won't see tde unless i get a job this semester because i'm trying to stop spending so much money on big indulgent things like concerts likeee i was in a really good habit of not spending that much and then suddenly i got paid for one summer and i was just goin Crazy and i need to dial it back. plus i wanna see ajr and noah kahan equally bad so like. i have to make some calls about priorities here. it's Much to think about

good luck to your eyes i'm sure your new glasses are hella cute tho!!! LOVE YOUUUUUUU

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Warning: long reply, sorry <\3

C-cumshot anon 😳please donot✋🏾 I am also Christian 😭😭😭

pls the way my legacy on your blog is already that I'm filthy and now I'm called cumshot anon by someone 😩 but you asked what my mind is if yours is filthy, wait till the fic and you'll find out [threateningly] in all honesty though the outline is so much softer and angsty than I expected- well I expected the angst, but not all the soft so I have to work on adding the 🌟 spice 🌟 also that's so cute 🥺 I want to go too! And to the aquarium bc I've never been 😔. omg the cows are in zoos?? Aw horses 🥺 they're so majestic and I just thought of another cute scene to add smh. Ooo that sounds cool I have no clue what my patronus is haha.

Btw any details you wanna share or you would like to see (since this is for u basically lol) let me knowwww 💕

@banana-binbin and @lsangyeons I'll slide in when I reveal myself maybe 😂

You can disappear with Hyunjae, you can ride off into the sunset in his Maserati uwu

I know everyones freaking out about ntl Eric, but am I the only one who thought Hostis hyunjae was more dirty akfkdkd (also icb you hate Hostis 😔) but I haven't read 3 yet so 👀 I love your characterization btw 😍 you always manage to write sexy bastards so well and cocky Eric is hot even though I don't fuck with him like that - 💦

okay if it's got soft and angst im fine as long as its not full blown smut directed at me/////

also that's so cute 🥺 I want to go too! And to the aquarium bc I've never been 😔. omg the cows are in zoos?? Aw horses 🥺 they're so majestic and I just thought of another cute scene to add smh. Ooo that sounds cool I have no clue what my patronus is haha.

yes cows r in zoos HAHAHAH omg yea i love horses [i dont rmb what i said in my last reply to u so im sorry if i repeat myself]

Btw any details you wanna share or you would like to see (since this is for u basically lol) let me knowwww 💕

i wanna know what %age the smut takes up in this whole piece >:(

You can disappear with Hyunjae, you can ride off into the sunset in his Maserati uwu

i dont wna disappear with HYUNJAE i wanna disappear with JUYEON WHAT THE FUCK U BETTER NOT WRITE MY ASS AS CHOOSING HJ OVER JUYEON I WILL THROW A BRICK

i think hostis hyunjae was more... ruthless? the smut in c5 was a cultural reset HAHAHAH

#tth.💦 anon #also can i get a warning when this will be dropped #so i can #yknow #DEACTIVATE #dana's love letters

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ggukiefrappe · 6 years

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Limerence · 2

Member: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Mystic Messenger!au; fluff; slight angst; swearing; slight drug use

Summary:

Lim·er·ence

/ˈlimərəns/

The state of being infatuated or obsessed with another person typically experienced involuntarily and characterized by a strong desire for reciprocation of one’s feelings but not primarily for a sexual relationship.

I didn’t know what I was getting myself into. I thought it was just a game, guess not.

*Y/N has entered the chatroom*

Kim Seokjin [9:15]: I can’t believe you have to go to school on your break

Jeon Jungkook [9:15]: I KNOW RIGHT! IT’S SO DAMN OUTRAGEOUS DON’T YOU THINK???

Jeon Jungkook [9:15]: like its called TERM BREAK for a reason… so we dont go to school

Jeon Jungkook [9:15]: yet, we still have to for that stupid seminar

Jung Hoseok [9:15]: Don’t forget you need to get your report card, kook

Jeon Jungkook [9:15]: i knoww, its just that I have to get it with my parents but they aren’t even here.

Jeon Jungkook [9:16]: They told me I still needed to go ;’((

Jeon Jungkook [9:16]: They told me to bring like a representative or something

V [9:16]: Suga or Namjoon can be your representative

Jeon Jungkook [9:16]: THAT’S NOT THE POINT!!!

Jeon Jungkook [9:16]: the point is, i’m not supposed to be in school :(( it’s term break they should at least give us the WHOLE week to rest from all those exams...

Suga [9:16]: heh, thank God I don’t go to school anymore

Jeon Jungkook [9:16]: Just 2 more years, just 2 more years….

Kim Namjoon [9:16]: Keep telling yourself that kid

What… these People, I mean AI are really weird. It’s kinda funny actually. I read the chats being written before me. Contemplating whether or not I should speak up first but,

Suga [9:16]: oh….

V [9:16]: what is it??

Suga [9:16]: OH…

Jung Hoseok [9:16]: Suga what is it? Just say it

Suga [9:16]: INTRUDER!!!!!

Suga [9:16]: THERE’S AN INTRUDER!!

Looks like he beat me to it… I started typing out an introduction. Should it be like a short Hi… or like a long ass paragraph introducing myself??? Honestly, I myself didn’t know why I was so flustered… they were just AIs… right?

Suga [9:16]: reveal yourself, intruder

Suga [9:16]: Who are you and how did you get in here?

Jung Hoseok [9:16]: wait, r u srs??

Suga [9:16]: well yeah, why’d I lie about this??

Jung Hoseok [9:16]: I don’t know I just thought you were joking

V [9:17]: I don't think this is a laughing matter… you, whoever you are, who are you?

Jeon Jungkook [9:17]: Yeah, who are you? Just come out, we don't bite :)

Kim Namjoon [9:17]: maybe it can’t talk? Maybe it’s just a bug

Kim Seokjin [9:17]: Yeah, maybe it’s a bug

Suga [9:17]: I don’t think so

This is honestly, the most awkward thing I've ever done. Fuck I should’ve stayed home. I quickly wrote a reply to the accusations.

Me [9:17]: Hello, My name’s Y/N, and I am NOT a bug, thank you very much.

Kim Seokjin [9:17]: IT TALKS

Me [9:17]: umm excuse you? I’m a ‘her’??

Kim Seokjin [9:17]: are you?

Me [9:17]: ==” i’m done.

V [9:17]: anyway, How did you get here?

Me [9:18]: I don't know??

Lying is that bad right… I did promise Christian I won’t tell them.

Suga [9:18]: where did u find this app?

Me [9:18]: well that’s a dumb question… the place where I download apps. The app store .-.

Suga [9:18]: What… it’s not supposed to be there

I know it’s not from the app store, what else was there for me to say?? Frustrated, I typed the first thing I had in mind, with a little sarcastic smile at the end of course.

Me [9:18]: then how did you all got this app then? The app store :))

Kim Namjoon [9:18]: Suga?

Suga [9:18]: I’m checking it right now

Jung Hoseok [9:18]: where are you from Y/N?

Me [9:19]: home??

Jung Hoseok [9:19]: HAHAHA very funny

Jung Hoseok [9:19]: no srsly though

Me [9:19]: umm

Me [9:19]: anyway, I came with good news :))

Me [9:19]: that's good, right?

Suga [9:20]: GUYS

Jeon Jungkook [9:20]: what’s wrong?

Jeon Jungkook [9:20]: did something happen??

Suga [9:20]: I can’t track her location at all

Why the fuck is he tracking my location? That’s kinda stalkerish… Trying to maintain the secrecy, I tried my hardest to avoid as many questions thrown at me as possible but, but... it’s not working out too well.

Kim Namjoon [9:21]: let’s change the question… what’s your purpose here?

Me [9:21]: I was told to host parties.

V [9:21]: parties? Like the A.F.A?

Me [9:21]: I guess

Me [9:21]: anywayy, when can i meet Aria? I’m here cause of her

Jeon Jungkook [9:21]: what.

Kim Seokjin [9:22]: did I read it wrong?

Suga [9:22]: Aria?

Jung Hoseok [9:22]: looks like someone’s not to date…

Kim Namjoon [9:22]: V’s here. Y/N, please refrain from subjects regarding Aria

V [9:22]: It’s fine Namjoon, Y/N I don’t know how you know Aria but

V [9:23]: She’s not with us anymore

V [9:23]: She left us 6 months ago

Me [9:23]: oh…

Suga [9:23]: should I cut her off?

Jeon Jungkook [9:23]: NO

Jeon Jungkook [9:23]: she knows something about Aria

Jeon Jungkook [9:23]: aren’t you guys curious??

Well, this is interesting. I didn’t know this Aria person was THAT important.

Kim Seokjin [9:24]: I'm curious

Kim Seokjin [9:24]: but more suspicious

Kim Namjoon [9:24]: same, she might be a dangerous person for all we know

V [9:24]: Suga, is it possible for you to connect me through?

V [9:24]: I want to call Y/N

Me [9:25]: you can just say it here

Jeon Jungkook [9:25]: yeah, you can just say it here

V [9:25]: Its a slightly delicate subject that I can’t really say here

Jeon Jungkook [9:25]: is it about Aria?

Jeon Jungkook [9:25]: there you go again, keeping your secrets.

Damn, this is real. Are they gonna fight? Shit. I don’t want to be in the middle of it…

Me [9:25]: umm guys, I don’t think it’s the time to fight right now

Kim Seokjin [9:25]: she’s right.

Kim Seokjin [9:26]: I know it’s upsetting for you Jungkook but let’s just see what happens first

Kim Namjoon [9:26]: Are you sure V?

V [9:26]: yes, it's fine

V [9:26]: There’s something that I have to ask her, even if there are risks, I must endure them.

V [9:26]: I’d like to think that Aria wanted the AFA parties to continue, even when she’s gone

V [9:26]: which is why she sent Y/N to come and do it for her

That’s right. I don’t know what you’re talking about but okay.

Kim Namjoon [9:27]: but we still don’t know whether or not you are to be trusted

Me [9:27]: I know that… but let’s try to get along yeah?

Jung Hoseok [9:27]: but still though

Jung Hoseok [9:27]: don’t you think a background check is necessary?

Kim Namjoon [9:27]: yes.

Suga [9:27]: well, i’ll try

Suga [9:28]: that’s okay with you right?

Me [9:28]: i guess?

Me [9:28]: anyway, all I have to do is help arrange the party yes?

Jeon Jungkook [9:28]: yep ^^ i think you’ll get emails from guests? You’ll just have to arrange those

Kim Seokjin [9:28]: yess but the date of the party is yet to be set

V [9:29]: I will inform the date later on but for now, starting is good

Me [9:29]: okay! I’ll try to get started

Add one more task that I'll procrastinate on I guess. Sighing, I added ‘guest emails’ onto the list of ‘things that are due’.

V [9:30]: I guess I should go now Kim Namjoon [9:30]: Okay, see you around Me [9:30]: bye V~ V [9:30]: guess I'll talk with everyone later

*V has left the chatroom*

Kim Namjoon [9:30]: we should go back to work Hoseok

Jung Hoseok [9:30]: I guess we should huh, Joonie?

Jung Hoseok [9:30]: we’ll talk again later!

*Kim Namjoon has left the chatroom*

*Jung Hoseok has left the chatroom*

Well, I mean since everyone’s leaving, might as well leave too right? I’m kinda hungry too anyway.

Me [9:31]: Guys, I think I have to go now too, I need to finish my report for my psychology class ㅠㅠ

I used my ‘need to finish my report’ excuse again even though everyone knows, I'm gonna do it the night before.

Me [9:31]: it was nice meeting you guys! I’ll come back soon

Jeon Jungkook [9:31]: YOU’RE STILL IN UNIVERSITY TOO??

Me [9:31]: YES! YOU TOO??

Oh, a fellow university student. Nice, we shall suffer together.

Jeon Jungkook [9:31]: what year are u in?

Me [9:31]: 2nd, you?

Jeon Jungkook [9:31]: OMG SAME

Me [9:31]: OMG I HAVE A NEW FRIEND HI

Jeon Jungkook [9:31]: HI FRIEND

Me [9:31]: anyway, I gotta go. Byeee

Jeon Jungkook [9:31]: okay! Have fun with that report

Kim Seokjin [9:31]: See Kookie, follow a fellow university student. Actually, do your projects instead of playing Overwatch all the time

Jeon Jungkook [9:31]: WELL I’M SORRY.

Heh, cute. I smiled as I read the text. As AIs, they have good chemistry together, then again they were programmed to do so. Damn Christian’s hot and smart.

*Y/N has left the chatroom*

Well, that’s that. I met the characters of the game. I got out up from the bed and started walking around the room. This is one big ass room. I wish it was mine. Damn. I checked the closet and to my surprise, it was full of clothing. And by the looks of it, it all looked brand new. As I examined the new surrounding of the beautiful room, my phone rang.

“Hello?” I spoke through the phone.

“Yeah, It’s V. I said I was gonna call?” He confirmed

“Ah, yes, what is it?” I hesitantly asked.

“Let me start off by introducing myself, My name is V and I'm the leader or head of the AFA.” He introduced. “I wanted to ask you something but I was afraid if I asked in the chatroom the other members would be surprised.”

“What is it that you want to ask?” I questioned

“It’s just… you said you knew Aria so, I just wanted to know how you knew her” his voice dropping as he spoke.

“Ahh, she was a friend of my friend’s friend. Basically speaking, she was an acquaintance of a friend I knew.” I lied.

“Ahh, is that so… then I guess you wouldn’t really know anything about her since you guys are distant.” disappointment was written all over his voice. “Anyway, I hope we get along well with each other and get to know each other more”

“Yeah, sure.” I smiled.

“Well, for now, goodbye.”

“Bye,” I hung up.

As I walked towards the big window overviewing a beautiful garden, a knock was audible from the gigantic door.

“Come in,” granting access to whoever was entering the room.

“Y/N? I saw the chat you had with the AIs, you did well.” you looked over to see a smiling Christian by your door. “It was a good chat I assume?” he came closer

“It was okay,” I smiled. “But don’t you think you made them super realistic? Not saying it’s a bad thing.” he smiled at your question

“That’s what I was going for, that’s good I guess.” his soft hands were holding mine, beautiful brown eyes looking straight into mine, smiling as he spoke, “you haven’t had lunch yet right?”

“Not yet, I had to get here remember?” mesmerized by his beautiful brown eyes, I just can’t look away.

“I’ll get you something to eat.” he brought me closer to him. I felt something soft touch my forehead as he started to envelop me with his arms, bringing me into his warm embrace. “If anything happens, please promise me you won’t leave my side, please”

I returned his embrace, nuzzling my face into his chest, “I won’t leave, I promise.”

“Good.” He let me go, eyes locking with mine. “I’ll go get your lunch.” He started to leave.

“Christian, umm… I have this report due in like 3 days and I don’t really have anything to write it on… do you think I can borrow a laptop or a computer or something so I can get it finished?” I played with the hem of my shirt, looking down at the floor, unable to look at him.

“Yeah, sure. I’ll get it with your food.” you can hear him smiling as he left your room.

He’s hot, smart, cute and romantic. He’s practically perfect. A walking Prince Charming, is he not?

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knowing your partner well can potentially make writing together a lot easier !!!

BASICS

NAME: I go by Chicha sorry buds I don’t let my real name out anymore

PRONOUNS: her/she

SEXUALITY: so gay. so so gay. (Pansexual is like gay on hard mode true story)

TAKEN OR SINGLE: This fly booty is spoken for by @big-d-little-i-big-n-little-ozzo

THREE FACTS:

I have loved Deadpool since I was like 12 years old and my cousin introduced me to him because he was sick of my screaming about batman constantly. He created a monster. This is all his fault.

I make stuff. I do edits, drawings, chibis, paintings, cook, write fanfic, write meta, write essays and original fiction. I like making stuff, it’s my jam. If you ever wanted something you could probably ask me and I’d do it just to do it.

I am a huge slut for researching religions/ biblical history. I will fucking throw down with people over that shit. Not like with my beliefs but with facts. I will fight anyone over these subjects like no step on snek (AND IF U THINK I’M A STRAIGHT UP CHRISTIAN HO BUDDY BE YOU WRONG AF)

2. EXPERIENCE

HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): Online, almost 10 years. But when I was but a wee bab in middle school actually had an ongoing RP going on in a notebook we passed around to our friends. It was glorious.

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: Notebook paper, Bebo, Tumblr, Chatzy, AIM, Skype, OoVoo, even dabbled in LJ for like 20 minutes

BEST EXPERIENCE: Love of my life, fire of my loins big-d-little-i-big-n-little-ozzo

3. MUSE PREFERENCES

FEMALE OR MALE:I write males and more “masculine” females. I just identify with male muses.

MULTI OR SINGLE: That’s funny because I could do a multi-muse blog but that seems like a lot of work and I am way too lazy for that so single muses tend to be my preference but idk maybe someday

4. WRITING PREFERENCES

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: My kingdom for angst. Fluff is great don’t get me wrong and I enjoy having to punch myself in the face to feel manly again just as much as the next person; but you can never see how beautiful your darlings are until you SMASH THEM INTO TINY PIECES. Also I love smut so much I just tend to only do smut with my partner.

PLOTS OR MEMES: All please. I am a smol circus, pay attention to me.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: Most of the time? Let me write you a novel. I love getting fully immersed and then I end up writing like a billion words and I have to cut it down. A lot of my writing is very stream of consciousness from Wade- what he says he sees or feels or whatever ends up written. And the boy never shuts his ungodly cockwarmer.

BEST TIME TO WRITE: Never I am never good to write with tbh I’m just garbage and you should leave

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): HA hahahahaha um yeah unfortunately??? Wade and I share the same sort of outlook on life. I’ve always used humor to cope with basically everything ever like Wade and we both are nucking futs (legit we share a few diagnoses and a lot of symptoms so if u stop talking to me we good we chill i get it). I also appreciated that in the film, wether it was intended or not, ryan presented a very nuanced portrait of mental illness and response to trauma that a lot of supers don’t actually get. I really just love my garbage son.

tagged by: @jerseysass & @crashingintotheworld

tagging: i dont know who been tagged yet yo so @aldrnaari @confidxnteveryday @big-d-little-i-big-n-little-ozzo and everyone genuinely if i didnt tag you im sorry and take this as me tagging u

#out of bullets #meme #garbage facts about a garbage woman

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