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the-modern-typewriter · 3 years

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Frickin flirty👏hero👏 and flustered👏villian👏👏 like they be in the middle of fighting n hero says the most dumbest pick up line n the hero is a messss (also like dunno if u remember but it’d be cool if they were also the submissive villian n service top hero that likes to tease😋)

I only realised you were talking about this until after I wrote the thing...but I suppose this could be earlier in their timeline...

“How do you always get here so fast!” the villain demanded. “Do you have a bat signal or something?”

“I don’t even have a telephone number,” the hero replied. “I seem to have lost it somewhere between my house and the flying.” They paused, tipping their head to one side, and bit their lip. “I don’t suppose I can have yours instead?”

“What?”

“Your number,” the hero said. “Seeing as mine’s gone missing.”

“That’s not - I mean - you -” The villain stared. The worst part was that they could feel heat rushing up their face, even when they knew exactly how bad that line had been. It made no sense. That wasn’t how telephone numbers worked!

“But no, seriously. You’re lucky they do send me. It’s not like they can fine you, you’re fine enough already, if you know what I mean.”

“Oh, god.”

“People normally wait until we’re in bed until they call me that, but I suppose it’s flattering that we’re getting there so quickly.”

Covering one’s face in a fight, or a would-be-fight, or a this-is-clearly-not-a-fight-but-I-don’t-know-what-to-call it was clearly a bad idea, but the villain did it anyway. They couldn’t quite help themselves.

The hero came to a light stop in front of them, still hovering about a little in the air. “I have more,” they said, entirely too brightly. “Want to hear them?”

Oh, the villain bet they did. The sound they made in response may have been incoherent. Just a little bit.

“So you’re robbing a bank, right,” the hero said. “But who needs diamonds, when there’s a jewel like you around.”

“I hate you so much. This is a cruel and unusual tactic.”

“That’s not a stop.” The hero sounded damnably amused. They took the villain’s hands, gently, pulling them down. Cuffs clicked around the villain’s wrists as they just sort of...stared. They couldn’t seem to stop. “How about,” the hero flashed them a wicked grin. “There must be something wrong with my eyes. I can’t keep them off you.”

Their gazes met.

“Did you look up a bad pick up line article?” The villain meant it to sound scathing and it came out...hoarse, decidedly not scathing.

“I did indeed,” the hero said. “Just for you, darling. I was thinking about you the other night and I thought you’d enjoy them. Of course, I was thinking about other things you might enjoy too, but this is technically a public space so we probably shouldn’t.”

And that was another incoherent sound, oh dear. The villain should probably be struggling. They had a reputation to maintain. A very intimidating, successful reputation. What was it about this stupid hero with their dumb lines? Dumb lines, dumb face, completely dumb muscles and strong, beautiful hands...

The hero followed their line of sight.

“Oh,” the hero said. “I have have another one!” They used the cuffs to yank the villain a step closer until the two of them were pressed flush. “Kiss me if I’m wrong, but I believe this means I won.”

“What? No. You did not win! You - you cheated.”

“Cheated?” The hero widened their eyes. “All I did was talk this time.”

“Yeah, well, you have a very distracting mouth!”

“You think so?”

The hero’s grin was even bigger and more wicked now, and...the villain heard the comment they’d made as if played back to them, and groaned. They dropped their head against the hero’s chest as the overpowered-entirely-too-gorgeous monstrosity finally landed fully. “You know what,” the villain said. “Just kill me. Get it over with. Six feet down can’t be lower then I’ve sunk if this is actually working.”

The hero laughed softly against the villain’s ear, free arm wrapping around them. “I still have more lines, you know. It was a very long list and this is clearly not a night for stealing money for you, as fun a date as that would be. I know a place if you want me to tell you some more.”

“Prison?”

“I was thinking more my bedroom, but if you’re into the prison thing I could probably work something out, I do know someone...”

“Oh my god. Why are you like this.”

“You love it.”

The confidence of that last statement stole all of the villain’s breath away. Their head shot up, their eyes meeting the hero’s. Because - well, yes, but also -

The hero gave them a roguish wink.

“And if I don’t go to your bedroom with you?”

The roguish wink was gone in an instant, and the hero’s face softened. “We can not, but you are spending the night in my company one way or another, even if that just means playing cards or finding a movie on watch. Something where I know you’re not going to get in trouble. But that’s not - I would never force you into something you don’t want. Do you want me to stop?”

The villain hesitated, before shaking their head. Probably, they should tell the hero to stop, probably this was something that they shouldn’t indulge, but...

But all of the reasons for telling the hero to stop were nothing to do with what the villain actually wanted.

The hero smiled, before lifting the villain into their arms with ease.

“Wait,” the villain said.

The hero stopped, dropping back down to the floor again.

The villain swallowed, biting their lip, and considered that they were perfectly capable of walking so it was taking it a bit far for the hero to literally as well as figuratively sweep them off their feet, but...

They craned up, pressing a small kiss to the hero’s lips, another blush on their face.

“You were wrong,” the villain said. “This doesn’t mean you’ve won. I just thought you needed to feel like you were in charge tonight, you know. Fragile heroic egos and all that.”

“How thoughtful of you.” This time, the hero’s voice was a purr, and it absolutely did not send a shiver down the villain’s spine. “So I’m in charge tonight, huh? I will bear that in mind.”

Then, with a jump, they were off.

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missdawnandherdusk · 4 years

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Hufflepuff!Muggleborn Extensive Dating A Malfoy Headcanons:

Okay so this got very long very fast but I apologize for nothing.

So you’re pretty much terrified of getting your Hogwarts letter because you have no idea what magic is but now you’re a wizard???

You go anyway and see a blond little boy at Diagon Alley with his parents and his mother has the same list as your dad does

So maybe you follow the little boy around and pick out the things he does because he seems to know what he’s doing

Then you heard his father hiss “disgusting mud blood” your way and your face kinda falls because you thought maybe you found someone who could help and we’ll never mind

Your dad takes your hand and snaps at Lucius “what kind of example is that for your son? No, I’m not one of your lot but you shouldn’t take it out on my daughter!”

Draco peeks out from behind his fathers robes and looks at the tears in your eyes and maybe he does feel a little bad

You absolutely adore your wand

At the station a few older years can tell you’re new and very Muggle in your tshirt jeans and converse that they sort of adopt you one of them being Cedric

You’re not so scared anymore because it seems like maybe these people aren’t so bad

Some kid named Fred buys you a Chocolate Frog and his twin warns you about their sentience

You meet a few other first years and Hermione Granger whos also a muggle and you sort of lament about all of it. She’s super excited because there’s so much to learn and you start to adopt her perspective

You see the boy from Diagon Alley sneering and bullying other kids and you go up to him with the same fire in your eyes that you dad had and tell the boy off a-al-Muggle

He just laughs and scoffs but you don’t back down which scares him because everyone always backs down

Big brother Cedric comes over and tells Malfoy off for calling you a mudblood again and ushered you back to a compartment of other Hufflepuffs and someone explains to you the house system

“Well that’s kinda stupid,” you decide “why should we be separated based on what a magical hat thinks we might be?”

Cedric grins at you because you remind him of himself and stands clapping when you’re sorted into Hufflepuff

Momma Sprout helps you so much because she knows that her muggle born kiddos need the extra comfort and encouragement

You have Herbology with the Slytherins and that meant Draco Malfoy his name was rattling around your head since the Sorting Ceremony

You end up partners with him. You’re shy and quiet and he’s dismissive and snappy.

“Draco you shouldn’t—“ “Don’t tell me what to do! Filthy little mudblood.” You sit back and watch the Doxy bite him “well get help!” He demands “I thought you didn’t want a mudbloodas help,” you snap. He gives you a hopeless look and you administer the antidote and produce a Bandaid “stupid muggle bandage”

While he’s sulking you handle the Doxy properly and show him how it’s done without being snotty about it. Maybe you smirk at him when you catch him leaning in and watching closely

It’s not friendship but he doesn’t call you mudblood anymore so... there’s that

Cedric nearly has a heart attack when he asks about your first day and you tell him about Draco

You find your footing at Hogwarts and though you’re not the best in class you can still do magic and it’s SO FRICKIN COOL MOM I MADE A FEATHER FLOAT TODAY

You chat with Draco thoughout the year in class well you talk to him he doesn’t say much. “And my mom was so proud when I told her about the Goblin wars and my dad wants to see me leviosa a feather but I told him I can’t do magic outside of school...”

Then there’s a quiet “your parents are proud of you? And interested in all this stuff?”

You look at him, mystified and “...yes? They’re proud of whatever I do,” Draco looks down and continues to sketch the bowtruckle which is almost life like on how accurate it is

You write to your parents immediately asking them to send a letter to Draco and tell them all about his really good drawings in Herbology

It takes a few days but one morning Draco comes up to you in the Great Hall with a parcel

“I think this is yours, your stupid owl gave it to me” he sulks. “It has your name on it,” you point out. “But why would your parents...?” You shrug and go back to talking to your friends and reading your own letter from your mother. Draco huffs and mutters something under his breath and walks away

In Herbology he has a new set of very Muggle graphite pencils and a proper sketchbook and he’s just sketching the Mandrakes on the desk when you come in. He doesn’t say anything and neither do you. He’s less irritable now

It’s second year and you hug your parents and go say hi to your friends before finding a compartment for the long journey. You swap muggle candy for magic candy with your friends

Draco passes your compartment and you wave. He gives a half smile and keeps walking.

“You like him!” Your friends exclaim. “What? No! I don’t!” You turn very red. “He’s just a friend!!” No one is convinced

This year you have potions with Draco and you’re freaking out inside because you don’t know what you’re doing and Snape seems to have it out for you and you’re just a mess.

Draco volunteers to be your partner “to show this mudblood a little decorum and how things are properly done.” He scoffs

You look down, embarrassed but as soon as Draco is next to you, you hear a quiet apology.

You understand the charade he has to put on but you wished he didn’t and you really wish he’d stop calling you mudblood it was rather annoying

He helps you through potions like you helped him through Herbology. This year you have Herbology with the Ravenclaws and he has it with the Gryffindors. He totally whines to you all the time about Harry

Once he’s complaining and accidentally puts in the wrong ingredient and the entire thing threatens to explode. Before you know it, you’re on the ground under Draco who pulled you and the remnants of the potion is shielded from you because Dracos robes are draped over you

Snape scolds you for being stupid and you start to protest but Draco confesses that it was him mistake, not yours. Snape just eyes the pair of you and walks off.

“Thank you,” you stammer out. He rolls his eyes but there’s a soft smile on his face.

Boy does Draco flip out when he hears about the Chamber of Secrets because you’re in potential danger and he would willingly sacrifice Granger to keep you safe

He mentions that to you in Potions one day and you gap at him. “Draco killing anyone for any reason isn’t right.” You scold. There’s a cold look in his eyes and a fire in yours. “But... thank you... for worrying about me,”

Your friends still pester you because they can obviously see you like Draco and maybe you do... but you know he doesn’t like you so you’ll just ignore your feelings

Third year comes and your heart skips a beat when you see Draco because he grew a lot over the summer and his hair is no longer ridiculously slicked back and oh Merlin you’re in trouble

Unbeknownst to you Dracos heart flutters when he sees you and has to fight the urge to wave or say hi to you in front of his father.

This year you have History of Magic together

He sits down next to you without a second thought. You smile and say hi and ask about his summer and then he returns the question. Your muggle summer and his magic summer are both a bit lost on the other

“Didn’t you wear glasses?” He asks one day. “Oh, my mom let me get contacts,” “contacts?” “Um... like plasticy little doodads that go in my eyes and help me see?” He just stares and you laugh. “Too Muggle?” You ask. “Too Muggle,” he replies.

Now it’s a sort of game. Youll come in with something Muggle—Pens, notebooks, lined paper, Muggle books, a watch—and Draco decides whether it’s “too Muggle” or not for him. He quite likes pens and lined paper but you can keep your Muggle books

You tell your parents again and Draco gets a package filled with green notebooks and black pens and a pencil pouch with a snake on it.

You hear about the Buckbeak incident and you rush off to find Draco. He’s in the infirmary snapping at Pomfrey but softens when he sees you

“She’s just trying to help,” you scold softly. “Are you alright?” “Doesn’t hurts much anymore but it’s numb so...”

Pomfrey wants to keep him a few hours to make sure that his body is reacting to the medicine correctly and you stay with him.

“You know I’ve been thinking,” you start. “That’s scary,” he mutters. You hit him playfully and notice that he flinches so hard you note it and continue “I’ve been thinking that it really doesn’t make sense for you to call me a mudblood,” “and why not?” He snaps. “Well, I mean... I’m technically all muggle. If anyone was really a mudblood wouldn’t it be halfbloods? With a muggle and wizard parent?”

He doesn’t have an answer to that. So he sulks quietly. “Why doesn’t it bother you that I call you that?” He asks quietly. You shrug. “Sometimes I wonder if I really belong here. Your adamant hatred for me is comforting. Like I’m doing something right enough to make you upset about it.”

He doesn’t know what to say to that either. He didn’t know that you were insecure about being a wizard. Of course, you belonged here you were wonderful with magic and your hexes were remarkable.

“I don’t hate you,” he mumbled. “Sure you’re annoying with your cheery disposition and your... Converse trainers... but I don’t hate you.” You laugh and he thinks it’s a wonderful sound

“Well, I don’t hate you either,” you smile back. You don’t think it’s something but it’s definitely not nothing

You hear about what happens between he and Hermione and you’re furious because he’s better than that and you can’t believe he would still call her a mudblood

You refuse to talk to him for a few days. Which is hard because he tries to make small talk with you.

One day in class he slips you a folded piece of parchment and you open it. Begrudgingly. “Im sorry, I was an arse. I shouldn’t have called her that.” You take your pen and scribble quickly “you’re apologizing to the wrong person.” And slide it back to him

Draco did apologize to Hermione before he apologized to you and he’s frustrated because he thinks you’ll think he’s lying if he said he already did

Then Hermione finds you in the hall that day and asks if you put Draco up to apologizing to her and you admit yes you did. And she tells you that he apologized a few days ago. Your heart soars and you hug a confused Hermione before running off to find Draco

He’s in the corner of the library, not reading, but drawing. You accidentally sneak up behind him and see that you’re the sketch on his paper.

“I don’t think my hair is quite that long,” you whisper softly and the boy about jumps out of his skin. You apologize quickly and he quickly covers his sketch book, red faced.

“I um. That wasn’t you.” He stammers turning a darker shade of red. You laugh. “Yes it was!” You reach for his sketchbook but he hugs it to his chest. “Oh come on Draco? What am I gonna do? Laugh?” “You’re laughing right now.” He points out. “And it’s not that good anyway...”

You roll your eyes and sit next to him. You offer to pose for him so that he could take his time to draw you. “Well I’m not busy now,” you grin and he sulks a moment before nodding.

You watch his hands work and sift through the pencils as he props the paper up on his knees and instructs you to look somewhere and not to move.

It’s odd, being drawn. You close your eyes and hum softly knowing he was studying you the way he might a bowtruckle or mandrake and it feels weird. A good weird.

He refuses to let you see the drawing even though you persist. You pout and drop the matter, just glad to have a friend in him.

You begin meeting in the library on a weekly basis, partly so he can draw you partly because you’re both struggling in History of Magic and need more study time

Cedric is not happy about any of this and goes very “protective big brother” on you. You tell him off and huff.

You start going to his quidditch matches and maybe he almost runs into a goal post because you smiled and waved at him and he forgot to pay attention

The summer comes and you wave goodbye knowing as soon as he’s around your father you’re going to lose your fried.

But he surprises you and hands you his sketchbook on the train home then quickly runs away to his father and you just stare at it and him and he’s gone, all you see is two heads of silver blond hair receding in the distance

Your parents usher you into the car and it’s maybe two hours before you get to look at the sketchbook

When you do open it you see a sketch of a bowtruckle and “Steve” written one his careful script underneath. You had forgotten that you named the bowtruckle Steve that day in class

The next few sketches are from Herbology. And little notes about class that day, a lot of them are about you. Then there’s a break in Herbology drawings and there’s a drawing of his mother almost perfectly. Then of a family portrait of the three of them. A few vases of flowers. Then you see your face. And again. And again. It’s you. Smiling, laughing, concentrating on a book, raising an eyebrow at him, gnawing in your lip, asleep in class, then the library drawings that are much more detailed.

Then you’re crying and you want to call him and thank him but you CANT BECAUSE HE DOESNT HAVE A PHONE STUPID WIZARD FAMILY

But you do have an owl. You have no idea what to write. So you go with “thank you” and then send it.

You get a letter a few months later and it’s from Draco. He’s asking if you want to go to the Quidditch World Cup with him. “I know you’re Muggle and don’t like Quidditch much but...”

So you’re going with Draco and it’s weird because he’s on your doorstep with his mother and it is just a clash of worlds. You stammer goodbyes to your parents and you’re quickly ushered into the limo of a car next to Draco. You notice he’s changed his hair again and he looks quite dashing in his blazer. You get a little self conscious about your jeans and sweater.

Narcissa is a doll. She asks you about your summer and time as Hogwarts and keeps polite conversation and you thaw a little.

Though you have no idea what’s going on Draco is very excited about the game and is cheering and you can’t help but smile and maybe you take pictures with a Polaroid camera and he just rolls his eyes and you get a picture of him rolling his eyes

Fourth year comes and he is ushered away from you by his friends before he can say hi.

The kids from the other schools show up and you’re convinced that he like Fleur and he thinks you like Cedric and it’s just a mess

He’s back to being irritable and you’re slipping into depression not just because of him but everything is really weighing on you

You’re alone in the Astronomy Tower, your feet dangling off the edge. You had no intention to jump, but it was sort of thrilling.

Draco flips the fluff out and nearly drags you from the edge.

“What the hell are you thinking!?” He exclaims. You gape at him because it’s probably the first thing he said to you in a week. He’s just so scared that he was actually going to lose you that he pulls you close and doesn’t let you go. You start crying and everything just comes out in a word dump. Your brother is getting worse and stronger and it’s not good for you and he keeps putting you down and calling you a freak and that “no one is going to love me because I’m a freak and mom and dad think I’m fine because my grades are still fine but Draco I can’t... I’m slipping and... and I feel like I lost you and you were the only one who really believed in me and...” You’re just sobbing.

And he listens. He holds you and listens.

“You haven’t lost me,” He whispers softly. “But you like Fleur... and I can’t ever be her... she’s just so perfect and powerful and...” You sniffle, hugging your knees looking at your beat up Converse.

“She’s my cousin,” He almost laughs but doesn’t because of the look on your face. “And what about you and Cedric?” He raises an eyebrow and you blanch. “He’s like a big brother to me, gross,” You shove his arm and you’re both laughing.

“There’s only one Hufflepuff out there for me,” He takes your hand and hello butterflies and blushing. “And there’s only one Slytherin for me,” You lay your head on his shoulder and watch the stars.

You two start dating and Merlin his friends are livid because how dare he date a muggle hufflepuff? But then they watch him with you and it’s hard to deny that Draco is truly happy for once and they don’t want to take that from him

Your friends exchange bet money.

Weekends filled with more games of “Too Muggle” and trips to Hogsmeade and Draco explaining wizard culture and you try to explain muggle culture but he just does not understand washing machines. You introduce him to muggle music and is thrilled that he loves ABBA.

He makes everything hurt less. And it’s nice to feel wanted.

Then Voldemort returns and everything changes and you weren’t ready for it. Draco gets cold and distant again and you try and try to get through to him but he doesn’t let you in.

You end up screaming at him one night and walk out. He finds you curled up outside the Slytherin portrait, weeping not minutes later and carries you back inside to his dorm and apologizes and hold you and admits that he’s scared and he doesn’t want to lose you or see you get hurt

You both make an effort to find the sunshine in the proverbial dark times that linger through the next year. It means you become a but more calloused and jaded and he becomes a bit more optimistic and grateful.

Pansy Parkinson doesn’t exist. It’s just you with Polyjuice potion to keep you safe from Draco’s aunt and Voldemort. It’s an easy charade to keep up. There are still quite nights when you’re yourself with Draco and he reminds you how much he adores the real you with his words and touch

If there’s one thing you don’t do, is break a Hufflepuff and that’s what Harry did after his sectumsempra and holy hell do you lose your cool.

Draco’s mother has to step in before you’re expelled for what you did to Harry

You nurse Draco back to health afterwards and never let Harry forget what he did, nor do you let anyone else forget it when they call him the chosen one

And Merlin does Draco love you for it

Draco can’t kill Dumbledore because your words are still in his head from second year “It’s not right to kill someone for any reason” and he just can’t disappoint you like that

You’re still kind. You’re kind to Luna when she’s locked up at the Malfoy Manor. You’re kind to the house-elves that attend to you. You’re kind, and value fairness and hardwork, but you will not put up with bullshit any longer.

You and Draco stand with Hogwarts when the battle boils down to it. You give Draco your wand when he loses his to Harry.

When you go back eighth year, you advocate for the removal of the House System and write a very convincing argument against it. It takes about ten years, but the system is disbanded after one too many close calls and ruined lives

You also start a Support Group at Hogwarts for those suffering from mental illnesses and for those who have suffered abuse at home.

You and Draco get married at the Manor. You wear your Converse.

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miraculous-trinity-leo · 3 years

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Whacky Gotham, Goofy New York, and Chaotic Paris.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Chapter 5: Then Let The Games Begin

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Soooo, the Batfam is panicking, Gotham's confused as to why Iron Man is flying over Gotham like a madman, and Maria is with two of Gotham's Sirens (but only Ivy and Harley know this) having a wonderful time playing with Bud and Lou.

Let's start with the Sirens.

Harley is watching over Maria and Tikki as they sleep with Bud and Lou, Ivy walkes over to sit next to Harley, handing her a cup of tea.

"So, what's the diagnosis?" - Ivy

"She has some sort of trauma, has class issues... and handles more than she should, but still does everythin', on top of bein' a hero. She's been through some sh-t Pam." Yeah Harley may have found out Maria's a hero (if the tiny god and magic were anything to go by).

"Is she alone?" - Ivy

"No, thankfully, she has supportive parents, and friends that aren't little sh-ts. I think they're also heroes, she also has a lot, and I a mean A LOT of pent up emotions, she doesn't show anythin' negative, only positive things. She seems to shrink in on herself if she thinks she does somethin' wrong. Pam, we both know there's a limit to how much crap a person can take before they snap, and she's such a sweet kid. There has to be somethin' we can do to help her Ives." Ok she found out alot, but in Marias' defense, they have trustworthy souls, and they were the only other people (besides her friends) that she talked to about it, yes she had her Maman and Uncle to talk about hero stuff, but for the stuff her class does, she only ever vented (without being negative) to her friends.

"Her class is visiting the Botanical Gardens in three days, and it's a 2 part tour, so we can see just what's going on. If it's bad then we scare them a bit, if it's bad bad... they can handle a few slightly poisonous plants right?" - Ivy

"God I love the way ya think Ives, do ya think she can stay with us? I mean look at how cute she is with Bud and Lou... Oh my god, she's cuddlin' dem, and ya gave her a flower crown, how'd I miss that?! Where's the camera?"

Harley took a picture to remind her of this wonderful moment. As Ivy and Harley looked at the picture, they both promised to keep Maria safe, and maybe become sorta kinda-ish parents to her while she's in Gotham.

•—–·Now back to the Bat-Chaos Bat-Cave·–—•

Tim took over the chair and was now searching the possible locations with Jarvis, Damian was sitting on a different chair, trying to act cool, but he wouldn't stop looking over at Tim, to see his progress. Bruce was talking over the comms with Tony. Dick and Jason, weren't helping (they kept feeding each other worse and worse ideas of what could have happened to Maria). Then they heard Jarvis speak.

"I have found the most likely area Ms. Dupain-Cheng would be in. Her phone died about 56 blocks away from her hotel, if we don't count kidnapping, or murder, she would have thought about asking for directions, but may have decided not to considering the city she is in. So that leaves us with a possible 15-25 mile radius from her last known location. I think it best to divide into groups of two, have Oracle stay and update you if anything on security, and or traffic cameras happens. Bruce will be with Tony, Dick will go with Tim, and Jason will go with Damain to search within the area. Stephanie and Cassandra will search around a 5 mile radius near Wayne hotel." as Jarvis continued to explain the other details, the Batfam began to suit up, Batman met up with Iron Man, and they took the North area, Nightwing and Red Robin took the East area, while Red Hood and Robin searched the South. Steph and Cass were on foot in civilian clothes, searching the West area they were assigned.

They searched for the whole day, and came up with nothing. Until Oracle saw a video from a traffic cam around 9pm, 15 blocks away from where her phone died. She called it in and everyone went back to the cave. Once everyone was at the Bat-Computer, Oracle pressed play, the cameras didn't have sound, and it wasn't close enough to see if she was ok.

They watched as she went to an overgrown parking lot and sat down. She was looking down at the ground, and that's when they spotted two figures round the corner and spot her. They watched as the two figures approach Maria, and saw the startled reaction she had. They realized it was Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy that were talking to her, then they saw Maria collapse. They watched as Harley made sure she was ok, looking over to Ivy before looking back to Maria and picking her up. The last thing they saw, was Maria being carried away by two of Gothams' most dangerous rouges, but now they knew where to look next.

•—–· Back to Ivy and Harley ·–—•

Harley continued to take adorable pictures of the children.

"God, they're so f-ckin' cute!" - Harley for the 20th time

As Ivy continued to watch while caring for her plants, Catwoman walked in.

"Hey girls, got the stuff for movie night, so what are we- Holy mother of cats! He adopted another f-cking child didn't he! Where the hell does he keep finding them?! 7 was ment to be the god DAMN LIMIT!!!" - Catwoman

Maria jumped at the sudden shouting and may have accidentally summoned a yo-yo (one made useing creation magic and protection magic) before saying.

"Tikki where's the akuma?! How long was I out?! Forget it Tikki spot-" she then realized she wasn't in Paris, and seeing a new face, she also realized she just spilled her secret to another person within the same day... kinda

"Fffffffffffudge sunday that fell on the pavement!" - Maria shouted in baker profanities

"That's not how ya curse sweetheart. It should go more like-" Harley was cut off by a vine Ivy had summoned.

"Harley, cursing makes the plants sad, you know this." - Ivy said removing the vine

Harley just walked over to Maria and whipsered it in her ear.

"You're supposed to say it more like this, ' ..... .... ... .. ....... .. ... .....' ok?" - Harley ended with a big smile

"... I will never see this world in the same frickin' light ever again." - Maria

"ehh close enough." - Harley

"Can someone please tell me, WTH is going on here, on our special girls day off?!" - Catwoman

"She is a new member of the Sirens as of today, and as a member, she's unda our protection, so effective immediately." - Harley

"Cool." - Maria

"Harley." - Ivy

"Wut... first things first, if she is going to join, she needs to be very flexible, know how to fight, and be incredibly intelligent." - Catwoman

"She beat Ed's @ss with a gun pointed at her, and solved every riddle with ease, so I'm positive she'll be an amazin' addition to the team." - Harley

'God she sounds like a new mother now' "But we don't know how good her flexibility is." - Catwoman

"I know, hey Maria, ya wanna do some tricks with me, of course we need to stretch first, but do ya wanna give it a go?" - Harley

"Sure." - Maria

Ivy and Catwoman sat down on a couch a few feet away from where Maria and Harley stood in the empty part of the building. They started out with stretches, and to Catwoman's surprise (and Harley's delight) Maria copied Harleys streches perfectly.

"Ok, now that that's done, we'll start with some cartwheels, then move on to flips, then handsprings and so on." - Harley

Maria gave Harley a nod... and they were off... literally, Harley did a cartwheel into a handspring, and a few backflips, Maria executed it flawlessly. Harley did some more complicated gymnastics tricks, and Maria did it, Harley did triple backflips going into a cartwheel, into a summersault, and Maria did that perfectly as well. This went on until both Harley and Maria were slightly out of breath, both having massive smiles on their faces.

"Ives, please let her join, she's like a mini me." - Harley then hugged Maria and they somehow both tripled in cuteness as they both did puppy (or Puss In Boots style) eyes at Catwoman and Ivy.

"Sure Harley." - Ivy said walking over to give Harley a small kiss on the cheek.

"Okay... but she doesn't have a costume yet, and she still has to think of a name for herself." - Catwoman

"Is a mouse good, like a mouse themed costume, that or a Turtle themed one. What do you think Harley?" - Maria

"Mmmm, I like that with the mouse you can always toy with Cat, ya know, cat an' mouse stuff, turtle seems... weird even fawh Gotham, so personally I would pick mouse, just because of the cheesy jokes you could do." - Harley

"Very funny, ok then, give me a moment." Maria then reached out her hand, her eyes then started to glow an icy blue, and a small portal opened in front of her, she reached in and pulled out a small pendant necklace. After she put it on a small mouce appeared and greated itself, Marias' eyes going back to normal after closing the portal.

"Hello I'm Mullo, nice to meet you all."

"Omg omg omg, It's soooo f-ckin' CUTE!" - Harley

"Best to assume all of them are extremely cute Harls." - Ivy

"What the Hell did I miss in the week I was gone?!" - Catwoman

"Ehh, not much, oh but Iron Man did fly aroun' Gotham a few times earlier this mornin' like a madman." - Harley

"Oh sh-t." - Maria

"Maria are ya ok? That was ya first official proper curse in my presence." Harley said looking over to the girl.

"He's gonna kill me." - Maria

"Wait, what do you mean Marigold?" - Ivy

"... He's my Uncle, and I never got to text him I was ok, since my phone died before I met you." - Maria

"Hey, I'm sure he'll understand, now what are we watchin'?" - Harley

"I think we have more important matters other than movies at the moment!" - Catwoman

"Ok, Me Myself and Irene it is." - Harley

"No! You basically kidnapped Iron Mans' NIECE!!!" - Catwoman

"Technically, she fainted and us bein' the good Gothamites we are, decided to take her with us, to make sure she was a-okay." - Harley

"I'm ganna need more than just a six pack of soda to get me through this... Just put the movie on already." - Catwoman

Catwoman sat at the far left end of the couch, next to her sat Ivy, then Maria, and then Harley, Bud and Lou by their feet. All of them sharing one big blanket (Becuase if Iron Man did show up, or any of the birds, then Maria was in a protective burrito and they may not see her right away) and they started the movie.

•—–·–—•

"Oh god, the poor cow." - Maria

.........

"Hahahaha, he stuck a whole f-ckin' chicken head in that guys @ss" - Harley

"The poor chicken." - Maria

"Maria you don't want to see this part." - Ivy then lightly covered her eyes for the ehem, chicken extraction.

.........

"Anyone up for another movie?" - Harley

"That depends." - Ivy

"Any suggestions Cat?" - Harley looked across to the other end of the couch to see Catwoman already sleeping.

"She took her cat-nap already? Seriously?" - Harley

"... What about Pirates of The Caribbean?" - Maria

"I'm good with that." - Ivy

And they started the next movie, Maria was happy, it felt like when her maman and papa would sleep with her when she made a pillow fort. It was a loving atmosphere, it felt safe, and nothing could ruin it. Marias' eyes became heavy, and she leaned her head on Harleys' shoulder, falling asleep after a few minutes.

Ivy paused the move looking over to see both Harley and Maria sleeping, soon Ivy also fell asleep in the comfortable silence.

…………………………

Around an hour later Maria woke up in a panic, she had a nightmare, and kept looking around frantically for someone with tears running down her face.

"What's the matter hun?" - Harley said looking around to see if someone had gotten in. When she looked back at Maria she saw that she was crying.

"What happened?" Harley asked in a kind voice that was filled with motherly love.

"I, just *hic* had a bad dream that's *hic* all, I'm fine." - Maira said trying to wipe the tears away.

"You're ok, I promise nothin's goin' to happen to ya as long as Ivy and I are here, ok hun?" - Harley hugged Maria, and she could feel the girl let out a few more sobs, and quick breathes.

"Thanks Maman." Maria didn't even realize what she had said, it just felt natural for her to say it.

"You're welcome hun." 'Omg I'm gonna cry, she called me maman!' Harley rubbed small circles over Marias' back, and began humming until she fell asleep, she continued to hug Maria until she also fell asleep.

•—–· Back to the Chaos Bat-Cave ·–—•

"What do you mean she's with two of Gotham City's Sirens?!" - Tony

"Tony, calm down, I'll call Selina, she can talk to them and get this all sorted out." - Bruce

"Your fiancee is a Gotham Siren too?! Why didn't you tell me?!" - Tony

"Why isn't she picking up? And unlike some people, this family doesn't like outing our secret identities... on live TV." - Bruce

"Oh well excuse me for not keeping my secret identity a SECRET!" - Tony

"I'll try calling her one more time." - Bruce

"Bruce, it's 3am. Who in their right mind ever stays up this late.... aside from this family." - Tim with a giant coffee mug in hand.

"... I'll just call her one more time." Bruce then connected it to the Bat-Computer so everyone could hear.

•—–· Back to the Sirens ·–—•

Catwoman's phone is ringing like crazy, waking everyone up, including a tired, annoyed, and confused Selina.

"Wth does he want at 3 in the morning?!" - Selina

"Just answer it so we can keep sleepin'." - Harley still hugging Maria

"I'm putting it on speaker, so you lot can testify against his @ss in court, for disturbing the peace."

•—–· Over to Batsy ·–—•

"Selina I need to ask-"

"WHAT THE F-CKING HELL DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ABOUT A GOOD NIGHTS REST!" - Selina

"Oooooh, she sounds pissed Bruce." - Jason

"I'm sorry to call you at this hour, but we need to find a girl that looks just like every single one of my other kids." - Bruce

"Bruce... I thought we agreed that 7 kids was. the. f-cking. limit." - Selina

•—–· Back to the Sirens ·–—•

Selina looked over to Maria before muting the speaker.

"Do you want them to know you're here Kitten?" - Selina

"... I'm tired, I haven't had coffee, I have no filter, so f-ck it, act like you never saw me today, and let them drown in chaos. " - Maria

"I think I like filter less Maria." - Harley

"Okay." Selina shrugged her shoulders and then un-muted her phone, putting it back on speaker mode.

"Where was she last seen?" - Selina

"She was last seen with Harley and Poison Ivy, I want you to see if she's still with them." - Bruce

Selina looked over to Maria and Harley, both of them shook their heads with mischievous grins.

"I've been with them all day, and I haven't once seen a girl that looks like your kids. Now can I go back to sleep, and forget this ever happened?" - Selina

"WHERE IS MY NIECE!!!" - Tony

"Oh, hey Tony, didn't know you were there, don't know who, or where your niece is, but good luck trying to find her. Oh and Bruce, I'm shutting my phone off so you don't keep calling till the butt crack of dawn. And congrats it's now 4am. you owe me a lunch date, uh-ba-bye." Selina then hung up her phone and turned it off.

"That went pretty well if you ask me, now I'm going back to sleep." - Selina

•—–· Back to Batsy ·–—•

The room was silent for a few minutes before Jason spoke up.

"Does that mean that Pixiepop ran away and is even more lost now?!" - Jason

"Oh god, what do we do, what if she got hurt?!" - Dick

"What if she got kidnapped?!" - Jason

"What if she's with a big time Gotham Villain?!" - Dick

"... What if she got more coffee?" - Tim

"Oh Hell No" - Jason/Dick

"... Lets all go to sleep, and when we wake up, we'll head over to their base and double check. She could've just said that because I called her at 3am." - Bruce

"But my niece is still out there!" - Tony

"You're going to sleep Tony." - Pepper then dragged Tony to his room.

•—–· Back to Maria ·–—•

Selina went to a different part of the building, where Maria assumed the bedrooms were. Ivy had gone to the greenhouse to be with the plants, and now it was just her and Harley left on the couch, and she couldn't sleep.

"... Harley?" - Maria

"Yeah hun?" - Harley

"I can't sleep." - Maria

"Well, watcha wanna do till ya get tired?" Harley asked sitting up a little straighter to get a better look at Maria.

Maria gave a sly smile, and looked Harley in the eyes "Want to go free-running on the rooftops?"

"... Alright, but lets get some coffee, and a snack in us first." - Harley gave her a side hug, before getting up to go make the coffee, and grab some snacks.

After they had their coffee, they climbed to the roof of the base. Harley was in her outfit, bat in hand and ready to do some bonding.

"So, how does ya outfit work?" - Harley

"Like so, ready Mullo?" - Maria

"Yes Maria" - Mullo

"Ok, Mullo, Get Squeaky!" A bright light flashes, and when Harley could see again, Maria was in a dark gray suit, wearing black knee high boots, with a strip of pink at the knee, and black elbow length gloves with the same pink strip at her elbow. Her mask was a slightly lighter gray on the top part, and pink on the bottom. Her hair was pulled into two buns with pink ribbons that faded to gray, and to black at the very tip. Her jump rope around her waist forming a tail going just below the back of her knees.

"Just when I think ya can't get any more adorable. So what should I call ya?" - Harley

"You can call me Multimouse." - Maria

Soon they were racing and doing tricks off different roofs, they were really enjoying themselves. From one of the roofs they heard a commotion in one of the alleys, when they looked down they saw a man holding a woman at gunpoint.

"Not good, seems like he's got issues, probably lost his lover, most likely has additions to drugs and alcohol, and seems to be a little tipsy." - Harley

"I've got a plan." - Multimouse

…………

Multimouse droped a little way behind the guy, grabbing his attention while Harley got the lady to safety.

"You know there's a help center two blocks from here that would be more than willing to help you." - Multimouse

The crook just raised his gun to her trying to keep it steady as he spoke.

"Give me all your money little girl, or else I'll hurt you."

"1. That's not how you hold a gun. 2. That is no way to treat any girl. and 3. Instead of money, I'll give you my jump rope." - Multimouse

"Why the hell would I want your jump rope, that thing looks worthless." the crook lowered his guard enough as Multimouse pretended to hand over her jump rope, only to use it in a quick motion to dismarm the man, as Harley promptly knocked him out with one swing.

"Lets neva have ya at gunpoint again, okay hun? I'm afraid my heart can't take it." - Harley said while tying the crook to a lamppost.

"Sorry, but it was the best idea I could come up with at the moment, besides, any guy with a gun would feel like they have the upper hand if they're facing a random little girl with a jump rope, rather than Gothams' Harley Quinn with a bat." - Multimouse

"Sadly I'm just too popular with the kiddos on the street." - Harley

…………

They continued to stop a few more muggers on the way back to the base, and when they got back they peaked around the corner to see the whole Batfam plus Iron Man talking with Ivy and Selina.

"How much you want to bet we can get back out before they see us?" - Whispering Multimouse

"... Lets try hidin' in the kitchen." - Whispering Harley

As they tried to sneak by (still in their costumes) Selina just walks over and draggs them to the group.

"Here, now let me sleep!" - Selina

"Dang it Selina we wanted tah see just how long we could hide out in the kitchen!" - Harley

Selina did a double take now realizing they both went out.

"... You didn't." - Selina

"We wanted tah go free-runnin'! So what?" - Harley

"She could've gotten hurt Harls." - Ivy

"My suits magic, I am invulnerable to bullets, normal magic, swords, knifes, anything staby staby, and I can withstand any temperature in it." Multimouse said with a slight pout.

"Hold up, is she a magical girl?" - Red Hood in the background

When Selina let go both Harley and Multimouse went behind Ivy for protection.

"We can still make a run for it." - Harley whispered to Multimouse

"... Ok, I'll meet you on the roof." - Whispering Multimouse

Harley gave a nod as she slowly inched her wasy closer to the door that lead to the roof, as she saw Iron Man approach Multimouse.

"Please get out of your suit, we need to talk about why you're here-" - Iron Man

"Multitute!" - Multimouse

Harley then saw Multimouse shrink into dozens of tiny little versions of herself as her clones spread out in all directions, one of which was heading right for her.

"Wth, you never told us she could use magic!" - Red Robin

Harley picked her up, and slipped through the door without anyone noticing.

"That was great, but how do ya get back tuh normal size?" - Harley

"Simple, I just merge back with my clones." As she said this, all her clones came back, and she merged with herself, becoming normal sized again.

"Where to?" - Multimouse

………… So now The Batfam is trying to find many long gone Mini-Multimouses, and Harley seems to have disappeared with her. Harley and Multimouse are now running over the roofs, heading for Wayne Manor.

"So why are we going to Wayne Manor?" - Multimouse

"Because, Batsy will neva think of lookin' for us at his own home, at least not fawh a little while." - Harley

When they arrived at the Manor, Multimouse de-transformed as Harley knocked on the door.

"Ms. Quinn, Ms. Maria, pleasure to see you here, please come in." - Alfred

"Are any of the bat-birds here?" - Harley

"Ms. Barbara, Ms. Stephanie, and Ms. Cassandra are the only ones here at the moment." - Alfred

"Do ya think you can keep us bein' here a secret from Batsy?" - Harley

"Harley? What are you doing here with Maria?" - Barbara

"It seems that Ms. Harley and Ms. Maria are now playing hide and seek with the rest of the family." - Alfred

"Did someone say hide and seek?" - Steph

"Yes, so could we maybe try and keep this a secret from everyone else, please?" - Maria

"Sure, it was starting to get boring around here. We can all hide in the living room no one ever use. Barbara you show them the way, I'll get the food/drinks and boardgames." - Steph

"Is this alright with you Alfred?" Maria

"It's all right Ms. Maria, you can hide out in the old living room." - Alfred

"Thanks Alfie, ya the best." - Harley

"Thank you Alfred." - Maria

"Ok then, follow me." - Barbara

…………

In the old living room, Harley, Maria, Barbara, Steph, and Cass began to formulate a plan.

"Ok, so the best way for them to never find you is to have your phone off, stay away from any and all cameras, and show your face to no one." - Steph

"So, do you have anything in mind that you might want to do?" - Barbara

"Can we put them on a wild goose chase?" - Maria

Cass nodded to Marias' suggestion approvingly.

"I can hack a few traffic cams to help with that." - Barbara

"We can also throw in some useless hints, to throw dem even further off our scent." - Harley

"Good idea Harley." - Barbara

"Thanks, but how long do ya think we should make it last?" - Harley

"As long as Maria wants it to." - Barbara

"Then let the games begin." - Maria.

•—–—–·†·–—–—•

Chapter 5 complete. Hope everyone is stayin' safe, Rockin' those Positive Vibes, and havin' an absolutely wonderful day. BUG-OUT 🐞💮🐞

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botwstoriesandsuch · 3 years

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In an effort to stop you from going insane from the anatomy asks, and because I'm curious and the Kip Cut is fantastic, I have some questions to ask: Firstly, if you were to add a weapon to any character in Age of Calamity, who would you add it to, what would it be, and why? Secondly, if you could add any character seen in Age of Calamity or Breath of the Wild to the roster, who would it be, what weapon would you give them, and why would you add them?

Ohh, this is cool! Thanks!

Bands are laaame, boooooooooo. Maz Koshia the FUCK you doing, you literally set up a trial with one of the most interesting weapons in botw, the One-Hit Obliterator??? Ummmm Those concept arts are just WAITING to be used, there’s even three types if you want to stick to the three tier system (and I know that it’s technically adding more that “a” weapon but I just think it’s cooler than his friendship bracelets ok?)

I could already see it now, like the parts could glow everytime he’s summoning those giant hammers and spikes, and then in an idle animation he could sit and meditate and it would turn into those four glowy orbs, can’t frickin do that with some rainbowloom bracelets now can you?

Alright so for the second one, casting aside Sooga, Purah, and Robbie, as they’re probably gonna be DLC. (Give Robbie the Ancient Bladesaw Nintendo...we’re waiting...) I just want my boy KASS. KAAASSSSS.......where were you in this game T_T I cry...they had room for two new villains and the four new gen champs and not KASS, the fucking EMODIMENT of connecting the past and the present heLLO??? I cry everytime....I wouldn’t even care if he was just an NPC I just wanted to see him....

Sooo, Kass moveset and weapons? I actually had two ideas. One, the obvious thing, where he has three types of concertinas, with the highest tier being his version in Botw. OR, and this plays into the moveset I wanna give him, he has different types of song/sheet music so his different weapons would be “Song of ___” or whatever. He’s already got sheet music wrapped by his waist so just like, make an icon out of that and boom, it’s a weapon now. And I KNOW that’s not unrealistic because fuck you, the Great Fairies and Maz Koshia have jewelry.

I don’t CARE if he has no use in the current story I will rewrite it AGAIN just to shove him in because I fucking deserve it. Uhhh, screw it, the plot point is now “The New Gen Champs don’t teleport directly into the Divine Beasts but instead just teleport directly in Hyrule Field kinda where Terrako is but it’s still a bit further away, and when Terrako plays his little tune and Zelda’s like ‘wtf’ but then Terrako’s little tune is echoed on a different instrument in the distance and then camera pan, horizon establishing shot, BABAM, Kass is there.” Aaaand, he can be there for exposition purposes, cause he actually would server really well for that. He can look around and just know what’s going on like “ah yes, I heard a bop about this once” and then since I’ve now retconned that the new gen champs have spawned in Hyrule Field too Kass can be like “Oh, a Rito, a Goron, a Gerudo, a Zora. Yeah betcha you all are here to go to the Divine Beasts or something” and then Terrako could chirp and Kass should be able to understand him perfectly like he’s speaking words like “Ah yes! Terrako was your name? Yes well Terrako here says that Impa is a little shit” because Terrako speaks in song and Kass can, should, and would bond to that. And also BABAM, fixed your fucking pacing Nintendo, if all the New Gen Champs spawn in Hyrule Field as you let Kass kinda round things out, then you can have four seperate Divine Besat reclamation missions, and have the champs split up to help the og champs in the mean time, that way you don’t have to deal with the moral dilema of “who do we save first” because now Zelda and Link actively know that someone is helping them. You’re FUCKING welcome. And you can still have your little cutscenes where they jump in just in time, and you can still have your little explanation of them “hearing” the Champions because uh...Time Magic idfk magic portals do whatever fuck you, Kass is here now no takebacksies

I’d think Kass’ moveset would be some weird combination of Hestu and Sidon. Maybe the Sidon thing where you click ZR during strong attacks, but it’s to like “stay on beat” or something? And then Hestu because yeah. And you know instead of making monsters dance, because I think Hestu only does that because it’s magic maracas, Kass should be able to like stun enemies, or get them to be in a daze, because wow his music is so enchanting and alluring and beautiful they just stop in their tracks to listen to him.

I’m not too set on the specifics here, considering I am a writer and it’s a bit difficult to convey gameplay through words and a lack of experience with animation. But, basically he plays a song on his concertina (And the song and notes would slightly vary depending on the “weapon” he has equipped. And you know how in Warbler’s Nest you can see the notes the kids sing in the air with those different colors? So depending on the weapon Kass has those colors would also change) and just like how Sidon’s smile just inexplicably damages enemies, Kass’ song is just so powerful and amazing that monsters just fall flat on their face. ALSO one of his weakpoint smashes should be him uppercutting a Moblin with his concertina because I don’t know where it is, but there is fanart of that somewhere, I have seen it, and I need it to be a reality.

#hwaoc spoilers #this was fun but now i'm even more sad that kass isn't here...#kass #kass botw #hwaoc #hw aoc #age of calamity #hw age of calamity #hyrule warriors age of calamity #monk maz koshia

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tex-treasures · 3 years

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Hello Tex, I hope you are well!! I hope it’s alright that I bring Luna to your lovely show-and-tell idea~

Luna is a character from Pokémon Reborn, which is a fanmade (and admittedly rather dark) Pokémon game! She is one of my main romantic F/Os alongside Aqua and Pyra, and I love her dearly ^-^

As requested on your post, five facts about her are that:

Luna is the Dark-type Gym Leader of Reborn’s Pokémon League, which has one Gym Leader of each type. She is the eleventh Gym Leader fought out of twenty, and gives the ninth Gym Badge of the eighteen that are in the league (since.. you don’t get two of the badges initially for plot reasons).

This means that Luna outranks both her adopted father Radomus (the Psychic-type Gym Leader, who gives the eighth Gym Badge), and her younger brother Noel (the Normal-type Gym Leader, who gives the seventh Gym Badge). However, her little sister Anna is believed to be one of Reborn’s Elite Four, so she is technically even stronger again, despite only being 12 years old.

Since Luna is the adoptive daughter of the lord of Vanhanen Castle, by her own admission, that makes her a princess! She does also act as the maid of the castle whenever Trainers arrive to battle Noel or Radomus, but.. some of the previous Gym Leaders are currently not in a position to take challengers, so she hasn’t had to play that role for a while.

All of Luna’s Pokémon are named after creatures and characters from Alice in Wonderland - her Absol is the White Rabbit, her Weavile is the Knave of Hearts, her Umbreon - who is her signature and strongest Pokémon - is called Cheshire, and so on! The only exception (and her only non-Dark-type Pokémon) is Luna’s Gothitelle, Sidera, since she originally belonged to (and was gifted to her by) Adriana, my self-insert.

From what I recall, Luna is apparently a Pisces according to Amethyst, the creator of her game - however, I headcanon that she celebrates her birthday on (and treats it as) the 26th of November, since this is the day that Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland was first published.

I love Luna because she is very kind and caring, and I really like how she stays true to who she wants to be, even in the faces of those who would twist her to fit their ideals for her. She can come across as shy, and I believe Amethyst said on her blog that she is agoraphobic, but she is also very sweet and affectionate - I like to think that she is very traditional about romance (lovely compliments, love letters, etc.). My heart melted for her when I first played her game and got to see her, at about the same time as I found out about the selfshipping community, and over a year later, my love for her hasn’t changed a bit~

Sorry that that was a lot, but I hope it was alright - thank you very much for this opportunity to talk about her, and I hope you have a lovely day, friend ^-^

HOWDY VOID ILY!!! Gosh I'm so excited to see Miss Luna howdy howdy!!! I had no idea she was from a fan game that's the coolest frickin' thing :O???? Me, sending my thanks to the fangame creators for making Luna so you can adore her --->✨🙏🏽😌

Oh my stars, a Dark type leader sounds like the coolest frickin' thing ever, I really admire and respect that about her!!!

SHE'S A PRINCESS??? THAT'S SO COOL???? WE LOVE TO SEE A HARDCORE ROYAL ✨😌

I love the nicknames she gives her Pokémon, that's so interesting that it's Alice in Wonderland themed and that makes a lot of sense why you'd HC her birthday to be 26th!! Gosh I am thinking of her enjoying the book but it's like, pokéfied (lol that's not a word but shhhh we're gon' go with it) where like, Cheshire cat is a Zorua or something y'know what i mean jelly bean?? Also??? I think that's so incredibly sweet Adriana gifted her a Pokémon, oh my goodness, what a lovely momento??? I??? Gosh I adore that ✨🥺

Oh my stars I'm in love with the idea of her writing you love letters. Her writing draft after draft to make sure she knows exactly what she wants to say, getting her calligraphy just right, blushing to herself as she finishes and re-reads what she wrote, hoping it will be sufficient in conveying the overwhelmingly deep love and regard she has towards you, maybe pressing a flower or some ribbon to put inside the envelope, perhaps even lightly spritzing the letter with her perfume so when you open it you can catch the lingering scent and close you eyes and picture her right there next to you a little more easily..... My stars I'm so in love with this ✨😭

That absolutely was a joy to read and not a lot at all and I'm so grateful to get to learn more about her!! Thank you so much for stopping by to show and tell me about Luna!! She's amazing and so are you and I'm so, so happy and grateful you felt comfy enough to drop by to share your love for Luna with me, it made my heart so warm to read how much you adore her, thank you Void!!!!!!✨🥺

#show&tell w/ tex #GOSH MY HEART IS SO SOFT THANK YOU VOID IT WAS SO LOVELY TO READ ABOUT LUNA✨🥺#I'm so excited you could stop by and tell me about her!!!!!!#gosh im just :') this was so good to read it's obvious you love her and I'm so happy for you 🥺#others ships #tex answers

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The Master a.k.a Lord Drakon x MaleWingedUnicorn!Reader Story Idea: "You want a winged unicorn, and I want a husband to take care of me. Why don't we make out a deal?" ─══─━══─⊱✠⊰─══━─══──══─━══─⊱✠⊰─══━─══─ ─═⊱✠Lets get started!✠⊰═──══─━══─⊱✠⊰─══━─══─ ─══─━══─⊱✠⊰─══━─══──══─━══─⊱✠⊰─══━─══─ . + * . + * I sighed heavily. It took way too long to get here. Oh right. Right now I'm in Dystopia.....to marry the leader...okay I know it sounds weird, but one, the guys just my type that I didn't even know I had, and I want a husband to pamper me. On his side it will be a loveless marriage, but if he doesn't pamper me at least a little, I won't give him my magic that will help keep his body in form. If he harms me on accident I'll run away and only come back when I forgive him. If it's on purpose and he is too rude to me and doesn't pamper me, I will divorce. If he tries to make it up to me it'll probably keep me from killing myself, but if he doesn't then I'll do it. I got the plan down to the last detail except how to get him to not just capture me and force me to give him my magic....god I'm dumb for a smart person. {Wait.....everything in bold....I didn't write that. What the hell?!?! Who wrote that?! What the hell?!} I adjusted the enchanted cloak and armor on me and started walking through the alleys. I adjusted the enchanted cloak and armor on me and started walking through the alleys This basically. It could change fitting in no matter what form I'm in. Surprisingly, it wasn't too hard to get to the castle. Please don't tell me it's because I looked shady. Now the real problem was getting in. There were guards. Lots of guards with weapons. Weapons that have a possibility of harming me. Which means alerting everyone and my plan goes south. God dammit it's gonna be hard getting in here-oh look! A open window. Easily jumping and climbing my way to the window, I assessed the area. Once I confirmed it was safe I hoped in and hid in a shadow. "......Well that was easy. If all goes well I'll have to ask my hubby if I can put this place in shape." From all the spying I've has done done I just need to look for a basement or some important lookin room with a pool of green acid in this castle that's a city itself....easy enough. 4 hours later... "OH MY FUCKING GODDDD! WHY IS IT SO HARD TO FIND A VERY NOTICEABLE GREEN BUBBLING ACID?! UGHHHHHH!! WHERE'S THE ENTRANCE TOO?!?!?!? Wait...oh fuck that's right. I have frickin powers. I'm dumb for a smart person." Using magic to find my way back to the entrance, I took out a vile of the acid and put to the nose of the guard and took him into a broom closet. I asked him to give me anything that could help me find Lord Drakkon. He handed over a locater. "A fucking locator." A locater is like a compass and all you have to do is put in the material you want to find and turn it on. "Why the fuck didn't I bring this with me?" I sighed for like the fifth time and told him to go back to his and forget the past 2 minutes. Pouring the acid into the locater I smirked as it glowed. "You can't hide from me now Dray." "Well actually you don't really know I exist so technically you weren't running but whatever. I sound ominous like we have back story together. We don't, but still. I sound cool." There are like 38 in total of chapters and this is not the first one. But I mean I guess I should say start publishing.

#Lord Drakkon x Male!Reader

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Douxtober Day 6: A Lot Happens in a Short Amount of Time | Hisirdoux Casperan

Plot: You remember the child surprise from the Witcher? yeah, this was it’s distant cousin, the surprise child. (No one is pregnant, I promise)

Word Count: 2,442

Warnings: Children (and i ignore how both kids and adoption work)

A/N: Oh look, a Douxtober fic! no whump here! And it’s technically a part of aaty (if you want it to be)

Tag List: @furblrwurblr @einahpetsyarcip @sorrels-scribbling @anxious-stitcher @alive-and-afraid @animedweeb333 @douxiesdamsel @saroski05

Life was a funny thing. Sometimes you got tortured, sometimes you moved in with your boyfriend, his familiar, sometimes your boyfriend died and came back to life trying to save the world, and sometimes, you accidentally adopted a child.

It just be like that occasionally.

And you could explain this! You totally could, 100%. This wasn’t just the two of you plus Archie and technically Zoe shoplifting a kid, there was a lot more to it than that.

It was about a month after all of the Arcane Order nonsense. You and Douxie, your aforementioned boyfriend, had returned to Arcadia. Everything was calm and chill, which was a really nice change from the usual world-ending chaos. However, Arcadia was still Arcadia, and that meant monsters.

You were decent in a fight, Archie could turn into a goddamn dragon, and Douxie had saved the world multiple times, so you took it upon yourselves to defend the town from the things that went bump in the night. Besides, you wanted to give the rest of your troll-hunting friends a break.

This turned out to be a pretty good plan. It kept the town safe, let Archie get some fresh air, and gave you and Douxie time alone. (Remember kids, monster-fighting is a great activity for date night.) Sometimes you dragged Zoe out with you, which she enjoyed more than she let on.

All was well, and then suddenly, kid.

As has been stated, it be like that sometimes. You know the child surprise from the Witcher? Yeah, this was its distant cousin, the surprise child.

You’d been caught in a battle with another friggin shadow mephit or ten, and it wasn’t going super well if you were completely honest. Zoe was fighting on a roof, Douxie was stuck in a tree, Archie was trying to free Douxie from that tree, and you had given up on your usual weapon for a folding chair. It was mildly effective, but not enough to save you. One of the mephits knocked you to the ground, preparing to take a sizable bite of your arm before a blast of purple slapped the bitch away. You got to your knees, looking out into the night to see a frickin eight-year-old, arms outstretched, purple light surrounding their fists.

“Uh, are you guys seeing this?”

Zoe gracefully leapt from the roof while Douxie fell out of the tree he was in.

“The child? Yep.”

“Ow.”

You winced, walking over to help your boyfriend to his feet, “Ah, you okay, babe?”

He nodded, although his focus was on the kid, who was taking out shadow mephits like a bawse. You would have been confused, but hey, you could fight like that when you were that age. Though that had come from years on the streets fighting for your life, so there was a place for concern.

“Hey, should we be helping them?”

“Yeah, probably,” you said, picking up your folding chair and yeeting yourself into the fray.

With the extra assistance, the mephits went down a little easier. You and your gang made sure to watch out for the sudden child, but they were pretty damn capable. It only took ten minutes for the tide to turn. Douxie opened the portal to limbo, banishing the mephits from the material plane.

You took half a second to be excited before turning to the random frickin kid who just kicked all the ass. Their expression was grim, with no trace of pride. It was kind of a mood, actually.

“Hey, kid! You ok?”

Their attention was yoinked from the pavement to your face, “I’m fine.”

You nodded, cautiously approaching them, “You fought really well. Where’d you learn to do that?”

“Why does it matter?” their tone was biting and angry. Or as biting and angry as a child’s tone could be.

“It doesn’t, I was just curious.”

“Don’t be. It’s fine.” Man, did this kid sound like a younger version of you? or what? It was kind of scary actually.

“Alright, I won’t be,” you raised your hands in surrender, taking a step back.

This ‘fun’ conversation had caught everyone else’s attention. Archie flew around the kid before landing on your shoulder, “They won’t, but I will be. Where are your parents?”

“Don’t have any.”

Oh, mood. For all of you, actually.

“Do you have another guardian?”

“No.”

“Why are you fighting monsters at this hour?”

“Because I feel like it, ok!?”

Archie pulled back a bit, “It’s a school night…”

You gave the familiar a pat on the head while Zoe made her approach, “No, the cat is right, it is a school night.”

“Cat? That’s a dragon!” you smiled a little as the kid finally acted like a kid.

“He’s a shapeshifter, actually,” Douxie said, almost making you jump. You hadn’t realized that he was behind you. Arch made his way off of your shoulders and onto your boyfriend’s.

“A sHAPESHIFTER!?” the kid cried, magic again at the ready.

“No, no, no!” you exclaimed, putting yourself between the kid and the cat, “He’s a friend. I promise.”

“Your words mean nothing to me! I don’t know you! Any of you!”

Ok, that was fair. You sighed and got down to the kid's level, “Ok. My name’s (Y/N). The shapeshifter is called Archie, but that’s not his full name.”

The kid blinked a bit, lowering their hands, “Wh-what’s his full name?”

Archie flew down to the ground beside you, continuing towards the child, “Archibald. Pleased to meet you.”

“It’s… nice to meet you too-?” the kid sounded confused, and they were reminding you of yourself more and more with every second. On the bright side, they dropped their hands completely, magic fading into the night.

“Right, well,” Douxie got on your level, kneeling beside you to meet the kid’s eyes, “I’m Douxie and this is Zoe-”

“‘Sup.”

“What’s your name?”

They hesitated, looking between you and Archie, who was currently sniffing the child.

“My name is Robin.”

You smiled, the ice officially broken, “It’s nice to meet you, Robin.”

You let the kid follow you home. Through a bit of careful chatting, you learned that Robin was about eight, and their parents were wizards when they were alive. After their parents passed, Robin was on their own, running around the country and fending for themself. They reminded you so much of yourself that it hurt. Now there was a child sleeping on your couch, arms thrown around Archie which the familiar didn’t really mind, and you had no idea what to do next.

You were sitting on your counter, a cup of coffee in one hand while the other messed with Douxie’s hair. Zoe was at the kitchen table, lying limply across two chairs while her tea cooled in its mug. Your lovely, lovely wizard boyf was leaning on the counter next to you, pretty relaxed considering the day's events.

“So, what do we do with this child?”

“They might have to stay with us for a while. It doesn’t sound like they have anywhere else to go.”

Zoe laughed a little, trying to keep quiet for Robin’s sake, “You two just straight up adopted a kid. Good luck with that one.”

“Thanks, Zo,” your tone was flat, but you too saw the amusement in this situation, “Thank god I studied medicine, honestly. If I hadn’t we’d be sooo screwed.”

“Well, you know the people in this town,” Douxie moved closer to you, “Nobody tips.”

You nodded your agreement, kissing the top of Douxie’s head.

“We should be careful though. These days, you never know where the next ‘end of the world’ will come from.”

“Eh,” you said, looking at Robin asleep on your couch. They looked so peaceful, and you wondered if you ever looked like that at Robin’s age. They reminded you so much of yourself, so much of what you had once been, “I think it’ll be okay.”

There was a moment of silence as you all lost yourselves in thought.

“Well, I’d love to stay and watch you guys sign the adoption papers, but I have a shift tomorrow, so,” the pink-haired witch jumped up from her chairs and wandered past you guys, “Later nerds.”

“Bye Zo.”

“See you tomorrow.”

You lept off the counter, picking up your mug and Zoe’s and putting them in the sink. Douxie watched you, still leaning on the counter. You moved past him again, and he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you to his chest.

“You’re sure we can watch this kid?”

You bit your lip, looking back at the couch before turning back to Douxie, “When I was that age, all I wanted was a home. Somewhere safe where I didn’t have to worry about tomorrow. If we can give that to this kid then-” you cut yourself off and shrugged.

Douxie smiled, placing a hand on your cheek, “I love you so much.”

You leaned into his touch, “Besides, we have Archie, and he took care of you, so…”

You both laughed a little at that, pulling each other closer. His lips met yours in a soft kiss. You pulled apart from the kiss grinning, but something in Douxie’s eyes confused you.

“Babe? You good?”

“I’m better than good, darling. In fact, I-” he cut himself off, looking behind him and around the room before patting himself down, “Oh, fuzzbuckets.”

“Babe? What’s up? What are you-?”

“I’ll be right back!” he said, giving you a quick kiss before running out the door.

“Uh… ok.”

You ran a hand through your hair before walking through your apartment, making sure everything was locked and warded.

“Why are you helping me?”

You spun around to see Robin, clutching Archie in one hand and keeping the other levelled at you. Purple magic surrounded both hands.

“Well, good morning to you too.”

Archie seemed displeased with your little joke, but he stayed silent for now.

“No jokes!” were they- were they crying? “Just tell me why!”

“Robin, I-”

“I was supposed to kill you! I was supposed to find you and kill you but-” their voice broke, “But you aren’t-” oop, crying child! Crying child in your living room!

“Woah, hey, hey, hey, what’s wrong kiddo?” you approached Robin slowly.

“Why-” sob “Why are you like this?”

“I ask myself that question every day,” you knelt down to their level once again, “You don’t have to do this.”

“I do! I have to, or they’ll-”

“They?”

“They… the titans. If I don’t kill Merlin’s successor then they’ll… they’ll kill me.”

A little smile crossed your face as you took Archie from Robin’s grasp. The kid was so worked up they didn’t even notice.

“I was in the same place once, almost a thousand years ago.”

“No. You aren’t old enough!”

You giggled a little at that, “Looks can be deceiving. Back in the day, I was a spy. I worked for some very bad guys. They sent me to get information from Merlin himself.”

“Wh-what did you do?”

“I did what they asked. I was scared and alone. But do you wanna know what Douxie did?”

“Douxie’s old too!?”

“Yes, Douxie’s old too.”

“What did he do?”

“Well, he fought with me at first, but in the long run, he saved my life. He wouldn’t let the bad guys hurt me, and now, we won’t let them hurt you.”

With a sob, Robin jumped at you, not with an attack but with a hug. You were a little surprised, but you rolled with it.

“Please don’t let them hurt me.”

“We won’t. I promise.” you let Robin hug you for as long as they needed, making frantic ‘be quiet’ signs at Douxie when he came through the door. He looked confused, but stayed quiet and snuck into the kitchen, waiting for you.

“Thank you.” the kid said, looking a little embarrassed as they pulled away.

“It’s no problem kiddo. Now, to bed with you. It’s late and you are a child.”

“And the floor is made of floor. Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“Goodnight little bird.”

You made sure they were safely tucked in before motioning for Archie to follow you as you grabbed Douxie from the kitchen and silently dragged him into your bedroom.

“Ok, we’re adopting the kid.”

“I thought we agreed upon that already?”

“Yeah, well, I’m confirming it now. That’s our kid.”

“And you’re not going to tell him about-”

“Time and place, Arch, time and place.”

Douxie looked between you and his familiar, trying to figure out what he’d missed. You sighed, knowing that this wouldn’t be something you could keep from him.

“It isn’t my story to tell but the kid was sent here to kill us, but they couldn’t. Doux, I know that sounds bad, but Robin is eight. I was nineteen when I was sent to spy on you and Merlin, and you know that messed me up. We can’t let this kid-”

“I know,” he put his hands on your arms, trying to calm you, “(Y/N), I know. We won’t let this kid get hurt the way you were, I promise.”

You said nothing, but you hugged Douxie hard enough to make him stumble back a little. Archie shook his little cat head, but joined in on the hug, “We’ll keep them safe, (Y/N), that’s a promise.”

“Thanks, guys,” you pulled back, absolutely beaming, “I love you both, just a fun fact.” Archie gave your face a lil’ headbutt as cats are prone to do, but Douxie got that look again. You were about to say his name when he pulled you close to him, his lips grazing your ear as he slipped something into your hand.

“I love you, too. Marry me.”

There was a ring in the palm of your hand. Douxie left a kiss on your neck before pulling away to look at you.

“I-”

“Yes.”

“Wait, I had a speech prepared-”

“No speech needed, just,” you kissed him for a second before pulling back, “Marry me.”

“I asked you first.”

“I asked you second,” with that out of the way, you got back to kissing.

Archie realized what had taken place before him and did the cat/dragon equivalent to a face-palm, “Really, Douxie? The bathroom?”

I mean, fair point, the bathroom wasn't a traditionally romantic space, but love followed you and Douxie around wherever you went, so it didn’t really matter. You laughed anyway.

“Thanks, Arch.”

The familiar grinned as much as a cat could, “No problem. Congratulations, though. I mean that sincerely.”

“Thank you, Archie,” you gave the familiar’s head a lil’ scratch before kissing Douxie, your fiancé, again (and again, and again.)

#fluff #hisirdoux x reader #hisirdoux casperan x reader #douxie x reader #douxie imagine #hisirdoux imagine #aaty #hisirdoux #hisirdoux casperan #douxie #toa douxie #toa hisirdoux #douxtober #tooth rotting fluff

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Moonlighting Notes

Previous: Character Creation, HtbG

Moonlighting Ch 1

Boys are dizzy upon entering moon base (Why exactly was this a thing? Like was it because Lucretia made it so the bureau couldn’t be remembered/ comprehended by anyone not inoculated?)

AAVVIIIIIIII!!!!! He is from Brandybuck and gives them some brandy to ease the dizziness (Team player, I want someone like Avi in my crew.)

JOHAAANNNNNN!!!! Half elf! v v sad boy. So talented!!! (I kinda forgot how mopey he was since I’ve been catching up with the rest of TAZ )

Magnus why you tickling a grown-ass man? (This is so funny and weird considering how their relationship grows later on?)

Best god damn musician that ever existed. Plays violin like a mad man (He plays the Violin… I feel like Lup would have challenged him so god damn fast. But still, is he the legit best Violinist in Faerune?)

Magnus drinks the Ichor first. Remembers everything that was static before now being clear as day. Months and years ago there was a war that ruined and killed entire towns, loved ones, and people he knew. (Juliaaaaaa! God that sucks realizing that tbh. But also later on Travis says that Magnus was the leader of a Militia going against Governor Kalen. So what was that about exactly? They might actually explain that later on so I gonna wait and see.)

”You have never seen anything like this”~griffin about Fisher (Oh, how incorrect that statement is. Especially for it to be Magnus he’s talking about.)

Taako drinks next then Merle (Ahh, Taako the trust issues are showinggggg! But I don’t blame you it’s okay you have full right to be sus)

Taako has a memory of working on his grandpa’s farm where he leaves the milk out too long and remembers sour cream (he was 65yrs old) (God, does that mean Lup was there too? )

Johann came up with the name “voidfish”? (To be fair the IPRE gang only called him Fisher so it actually is pretty neat if Johann really was the guy to come up with the name.)

Magic Brian was 121yrs old and a drow elf (A young man just looking for mischief)

Magnus tries to tickle Johann again bit he smacks his hand away (YES JOHANN Stand up for your self!!!!! What a king.)

Johann is in the “gamekeeping” department? (I mean he is the guy that feeds and takes care of Fisher by means of feeding him information that needs getting rid of. So it kinda makes sense.)

Moonlighting Ch 2

They meet Lucretia! (I want to punch her so bad. I’m sorry if yall like Lucretia but she infuriates me. She actually is a really cool character with a complex personality that I can actually appreciate but I still hate what she did and I will go much deeper into it later on.)

Griffin makes a joke about having to “create a new monster that takes away memories” so that he can get Taako to unlearn some of the components to making a taco (Good god. That came back to bite us in the ass didn’t it? Huh, JUNIOR. Didn’t it? That hurts a lot too.)

Lucretia doesn’t know” what the umbrastaff is (I saw a post with some Lucretia angst which I can appreciate because she could have been “in denial” about it being Lup’s umbrastaff but I got angry nonetheless.)

She believes that they are much more capable than they believe that they are (YEAH HUH? Its almost like they have less faith in themselves because someone took away their memories and the knowledge of their powers or something and they had to start all over. Wild.)

The Bureau of Balance has only been in operation for less than a year and they were not able to do anything until they discovered the Voidfish (More like Lucretia had only then figured out the logistics of her organization enough to introduce Fisher to everyone. Which in retrospect is very smart and it’s the same thing I would do at that point in time but anyway.)

Magic Brian was a wayward seeker who worked for the bureau of balance (aHA! So technically in the Graphic Novel, he should have had a bracer on unless he used a spell to conceal it which is reasonable (I won’t hate on Carey I just remembered it and noticed he didn’t have a bracer on. it’s nothing wild))

CUE TRIAL OF INITIATION! (Ngl I forgot this was a thing because of how little attention I was paying at the beginning.)

Magnus is the strongest, Merle is the smartest, and Taako is the bravest. (In all aspects, I would have switched Taako and Merle but considering at this point Taako really was a dullard I can agree with their placements.)

The smallest ogre is blue the middle ogre is green and the big ogre is red (Awe I think Griffin used all of their fave colors to Mirror the three of em. <3)

Magnus’ first blood with ripping arms off (And so it begins. God, I love that Lil character detail in Magnus. It’s so frickin funny.)

”I thought I knew him! he’s an animal!” ~Taako (I mean in The Stolen Century he waaaas taught by a bear so… not far off there bud.)

Taako falls back and breaks his wand and in return, the umbrastaff begins to shift and wiggle in his bag until he gets it out. (It never clicked that this was the time that Griffin listed in Lup’s return in the finale. Until now… That’s so cute and so sadddddd)

Moonlighting Ch 3

Magnus got to keep the robot arm(s?) (Yay! Sadly he will give them up later on :( but it is for good reason so :) )

Lucretia came up with the name “Bureau of Balance” (Why? Like why Balance. I would name it Justice or Equity or something else but Balance doesn’t seem right in line with what they are doing.)

Lucretia treats davenport as her charge or ward (Rude. For one. It also hurts a lot more when you realize he is her superior. I hate it so much.)

”We very quickly cut your hand off take the bracer then reattach the hand so its no big deal” in reference to how they’ll get the bracers off after they find all the relics. (1- I forget how they get the bracers off in the end but did Lucretia really not plan for that?) (2- heheh *cut to Merle in three Arcs*)

The seventh relic is love “after we find the sixth item we’ll come back here” (She has the 7th in her hand actually so yeah you’re only gonna need to find six. But also it kinda was Love. The bonds they all had together helped Lucretia do what she needed in the end with the help of Taako’s idea and together they ended the Hunger’s reign over Faerune.)

”who called themselves the Red Robes- are all gone- most of them killed in the hunt for their relics- bring them back here if you find one” (Uh. Lucretia really named her family the “Red Robes” and made them sound evil because they did what they could at the time. Also they aren't “all gone” the only one(s) you don’t know their whereabouts of yet are Barry and Lup. AND YOU PUT ANTI- LICH WARDS ON THE DAMN MOON DUDE. If you really wanted to find Barry to talk then you would have not done that.)

Leon the artificer! (He is trying his best and I love him)

The umbrastaff is a magical umbrella created by the Umbrawizards “very few” of them exist (Boy HUH? Did Lup like… start a gang of wizards? Or did Lucretia feed Leon false Information?)

Taako being inept at the gashapon (My favorite thing. He is played as stupid at the time but if we consider his character, in general, knowing everything we do he is just fucking with Leon and I love him for that.)

RAILSPLITTER!!!! Phantom fist!!! Wand of switcheroo!! The X-treem teen bible and SCUTTLEBUDDY!!!! (Pay close attention! These Mousekatools will be useful later on!)

Awe Magnus got everyone the stones of far speech

They are moving to Level 4!!!

Next: MotRPL, Lunar Interlude I,

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alywats · 3 years

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The 5 Best Albums Released In 2020 (according to me)

1. In Sickness & In Flames -The Front Bottoms

I frickin LOVE The Front Bottoms!! I don’t think this is their absolute best album, but honestly everything they do is pretty good! I think what I love the most about TFB is that they let it all loose, their lyrics are so honest that you can’t help but relate. Which means that when they told me that “everyone blooms in their own time” I also believed them. This album is a good blend of angsty relatable stuff that we can all jam to as we commiserate over 2020 and uplifting feel-good bops to remind you that life goes on. Not only a great album by a great band, but a great album for 2020. Fav Song: the truth (more love songs by TFB 2021???)

2. Bad Ideas -Tessa Violet

Okay, this album technically came out in October 2019, but it’s close enough that I think you should let it slide. The song Bored on this album is a 2020 quarantine mood anthem, so I had to include it on this list. The more I listen to this album the more I think it is brilliant, and specifically I think it’s brilliant in that the album is more than the sum of its parts. Take any song on Bad Ideas, and you’ll get a bop, but put them together in the order that Tessa Violet did? An unparalleled listening experience as you hear the story of the lyrics and the overall tone of the songs change as the album progresses. You can hear the alt influences in this very pop artist, and it makes for musicality that is complex and layered. Fav Song: Interlude III

3. Burst And Decay (Volume II) -The Wonder Years

The Wonder Years can do no wrong. I absolutely love their acoustic recordings!! Burst and Decay (Volume I) is definitely my most-listened-to album by TWY because the vibes are just that good, so Volume II was a highly anticipated release for me, and I think they nailed it. I feel like the emotion of these songs can really shine through when they are acoustic, and I love to see the evolution of the musicality when TWY re-record older songs that they have now had time to develop further. Fav Song: Washington Square Park

4. The Bastards -Palaye Royale

Palaye Royale is just getting started on a musical career that will define future genres, yeah I really said that. I was introduced to Palaye Royale a couple of years ago and watching their growth as musicians and celebrities has been pretty cool! I think they get better and better musically with every album; they are certainly finding out what styles work for them while also continuing to push boundaries. This album was edgier than their previous two, but while still seeming honest, catchy, and so so musical! Palaye Royale is a FORCE to be reckoned with, and I am very glad they put out a screaming album in a year where we all needed to scream!! Fav Song: literally all of them, I can’t choose

5. folklore -Taylor Swift

This was the T Swift comeback that I needed in this exhausting year of 2020. It was emotional, the musicality made sense, and I felt seen by the lyrics --three important elements for me in a Taylor Swift album. I have already yelled about Taylor Swift here, so that’s all I’ll say. Fav Song: the 1

#best albums of 2020 #that's my OPINION #best albums #palaye royale #taylor swift #Tessa Violet #the wonder years #the front bottoms #twy #tfb #folklore #burst and decay #bad ideas #in sickness & in flames #2020 music #pop punk

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Fanfic Asks 2

This one is for @hedwigstalons who asked for A F L Q along with @fictivekaleidoscope , @willow-salix , @coffee-and-lenna and @janetm74 who all asked for Q. You guys are so kind to me ::hugs you lots::

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A. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Star Trek: TOS…I’m a Trekkie from way back. Discovered it in 1986 through books in my school library (it wasn’t on TV and hadn’t been since 1975 of which I had the vaguest of memories…and yes, I’m old :P ). I wrote my first fanfic as a teenager, by hand in a notebook. It was submitted to the local club printed fanzine (which I still have lying around here somewhere along with a stack of classic printed zines). Looking back, it had a strong concept behind it, but it was horribly written. I do not have an electronic copy, though sometime ago I thought to re-write it, but never got around to it. You can find my second ever fanfic, written when I was eighteen on FF.net – Goodbye, Spock – it was a movie tag, written in early 1991.

F. How long have you been writing fanfic?

Hmm, I think I’ve given that massive number away in the last question :D Yeah, since I was about eighteen, possibly a little earlier. ::does the math:: Okay, that number is scary. Next year it will be thirty years since my first fanfic ::headdesk:: but having said that, I didn’t really start writing until the internet arrived with my first computer and maturity gave me the ability to finish things (sometimes). I really jumped in with Stargate SG-1 fandom in 2003. From that point on I wrote continuously until I had children in 2008. Then I stopped and didn’t really start up again until July 2018 when TAG hit me like a ton of bricks. The last two years have been amazing and I have learnt so much.

Oh, and if anyone ever says writing fanfic is wasting time or will never get you anywhere, writing fanfic and participating in fandom has done wonders for introvert little me:

Led to me getting my job – writing is a skill that can get you many places

Taught me how to blog and how to manage a blog – valuable skills in or out of business

Teaches you multiple online tools – chat, publishing and other multimedia applications – you’d be surprised how many people are not comfortable using many online tools. I use my experience every day on the library floor.

Allowed an introvert to reach out and learn how to converse and gain confidence in conversation – online interactions has many advantages

Is excellent for mental health…and equally unhealthy if you’re not careful – which leads to learning about yourself and managing conflict (unfortunately…which is why I have zero tolerance for fandom wank and will not participate in or create nastiness – I’m here for fun and to hopefully make things more fun, not miserable)

I’ve learnt to type. My first novel length fic was 75,000 words long and hand written before being typed into the computer – let’s just say that that three months back in 2003 finally enabled me to break the touch type barrier :D Which is a skill that I use every day.

If some one does say you’re wasting your time, they obviously have no idea what they are talking about – ignore them. As long as you’re balancing your fic writing with life in general, things are okay (I got addicted at one point and things were not okay, so don’t do that).

In summary, apparently I’m old, been writing forever and have found it a very valuable exercise which will no doubt lead me even further into interesting places.

L. What is your favorite fic idea that you don’t think you’ll ever write?

I tend to write most things or forget them. There was that random fanfic idea I posted a few days back. It’s a cool idea, but I don’t have time at the moment. ::opens ups fic planning book::

Ideas sitting, not yet started, but might be:

Eos gets hacked by the Hood and injures two brothers before John realises it and saves her.

Episode tag to 3.21 that explores the Mechanic

Alan’s Vlog: I have a note for the next story that I haven’t yet written.

The Kermadec sequel

A fic idea I had the other day inspired by a news article – that one might actually get written at some point.

A sequel to V. T. Green (which apparently is my most popular fic) – which I had a concept for, but haven’t written down, by the looks of it. Oops.

A sequel to Bo where Virg gets buried in an avalanche – this one was started.

Eh, I have lots of ideas, most get lost in the mess that exists in my head. Sometimes I write a note down, but then I forget what the note means. I usually have to grab the inspiration when it strikes.

Q. If you could pick one fic of yours to rewrite, which would it be?

Love and Sacrifice – I wrote that fic out of order and smushed it together and it shows. It is also full of technical holes. The plotline sucks because I wanted a certain scene and forced it. But it is such an integral piece of the series that I can’t alter it much. The whole of Warm Rain was written in bits. I usually write in order and that experiment shows that I’m not great at writing out of sequence. Most of the fics work okay, but Love and Sacrifice, while having some good scenes in it, is poorly constructed.

A Little Distraction and a Little Too Much Attention suffers from self-indulgence. Virgil wasn’t supposed to get hurt – I should have stopped at A Little Distraction, but apparently, I can’t help myself and the results weren’t great.

Two fics instead of one…there are more, but I’m not supposed to publicly criticise my fics – I do enough of that in my own head :D

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EDIT: @weirdburketeer reminded me of something I meant to list but forgot regarding the above reasons why writing fanfic is not a waste of time.

The friendships! My goodness, how did I miss that? I flew to Sydney to meet a good fanfic writing friend in both 2004 and 2005, another friend flew all the way from Chicago (as part of a business trip) to Australia and made a special trip to Adelaide, just to meet up with me. It was frickin’ amazing!

And this fandom....I have met some absolutely amazing people here. You guys have influenced me like you wouldn’t believe. As I have said on many occasions, this fandom is just amazing ::drags you all into a massive group hug:: And yes, I have some fantastic friendships forming here ::loves you guys to bits::

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #star trek #writing #fanfiction

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July 5: Vague Writing Ideas 2: Multi-Part Fics

Sometimes lists are soothing to me.

Some of these are started and posted, some are started and not posted, some are unstarted.

And They Lived: A Sleeping Beauty AU: Bellarke; (mostly) Ark AU; 2 chapters posted; 2 chapters written but unedited; 1 chapter partially written; 1 chapter unwritten. Only been saying I’ll get back to this for over a year! But if ever there was a multi-part fic I should just frickin’ finish, it is this one. I mean it’s already partially up, plus I’ve done SO much work on it already. I haven’t seriously even looked at it in a long while, so I’m rather intimidated by it, but, hey, I wrote it, and I’m only a better writer now than I was in uh.... 2017.

A Watch With No Hands: Bellarke, AU. So I outlined this fic for Bellarke Big Bang 2019 and couldn’t get through the whole outline so I separated it into parts and just pretended that wasn’t cheating.Based on the outline, I’d say I’d have to write at least 40k to finish it. And for whatever reason I find this story very difficult and I have a hard time liking it. Plus even though I’ve gotten very nice comments on it, including for the latest part, the length and the time gaps between posting make it unlikely that any future part will get much notice overall. So putting all that together, it’s a little demoralizing to think about. But I’m also stubborn and I think there are some cool things in the unwritten parts of the outline. If/when I go back to it, I’ll probably just publish each chapter as I write it, instead of more closely together like I did with Part One and the Interlude.

Can’t Be King of the World: An Ark AU: multi-pairing. Lol only a fic I’ve been thinking about since I joined the fandom. Had a wonderful time planning the whole thing out at the beginning of this year but I still haven’t written anything new for it since literally 2017. Still hoping though. Maybe someday I’ll just post the outline by itself hhahaha I’m semi-serious.

Love Potion Fic: Bellarke; Modern AU; for Bellarke Bingo. No idea if this will actually happen because the outline for it is a MESS and realistically, will I ever want to fix it? I haven’t put that much into this fic and I feel like I shouldn’t if I’m not prepared to really go for it and... am I? Is it a good enough idea? Truly don’t know.

Indulgent Party Fic: multi-pairing, Modern AU. I think I’ll probably end up writing more of this someday (haven’t worked on it since February but it’s been very off and on for a long time) but I doubt I’ll ever fully finish it and post it. I might post part of it just for the heck of it but I’m in no hurry. It’s super indulgent, of questionable quality, absolutely no point, and I like keeping it entirely for me.

Dollhouse AU: Bellarke. I have a bunch of disorganized notes on this and have written significant chunks in my head but my two attempts at actually writing the first chapter totally went tits up so, it’s been on a long hiatus. I don’t see any audience for this outside of me, myself, and I, but I sure would love it!! At most, I do see myself some day sitting down and planning it like I did with the Ark AU, for fun.

oh well, you’ve got me under your spell: Bellarke, High School AU. I wrote one chapter of this, said it was going to be a multi-chapter, tried to continue it, hit a wall, and then became too scared to continue. I loved this fic. I wrote a lot more in my head and thought it was aces. But now my own personal expectations are too high. Weirdly, I accidentally trained my brain to think of this fic every time I print out call numbers at work so I think about it A LOT in this weird little ‘flash of thought’ way. Would love to get over my own irrational fear and return to this universe.

Reality Bites AU: Bellarke, Modern AU. This was going to be my Bellarke Big Bang 2020 fic and then I didn’t sign up because I missed the deadline by a few hours, but it was better because could I have done it? This year? Are you kidding me? Of course not. So it’s fine. I wish someone else would write this fic for me because it would be PERFECT but also too much work.

Band AU: multi-pairing, Modern AU. Technically speaking, I have several intensely vague ideas under the heading ‘band au’ but one in particular, involving several bands with perhaps changing rosters, and loooots of pining Bellarke, has been rattling around in my brain for ages. Not even outlined. Just bits of things that might not make a coherent whole.

I think what the summary of all of this is that I am completely correct in seeing the thoughts floating around my brain as fragmentary and random. So they are. Sometimes it’s okay, even nice, even fun, to have inspiration that doesn’t go anywhere. Not everything need be productivity and accomplishment.

#the year 2020 #2020: writing projects #the 100 #the 100 fanfiction #bellarke fanfiction #long post

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Driving Miss Daisy

Star Wars’s Daisy Ridley and Adam Driver dish on the epic franchise and beyond in V Magazine.

"I had no sense of what I was getting into. No sense of what was really going to happen," confesses Daisy Ridley of her first-ever role as Rey in 2015's Star Wars: The Force Awakens. Currently, Ridley is on location in a remote forest a few hours outside of Montreal for Chaos Walking, a 2019 sci-fi release costarring Tom Holland. But it's this December's Star Wars: The Last Jedi, the follow-up to The Force Awakens, that is shining a blinding light-saber-tinged spotlight on Ridley. The Force Awakens was the first movie since 1997's Titanic to sell more than 100 million tickets in the U.S.

It isn't typical for a young actress's breakthrough film to have the biggest domestic opening weekend in history, raking in $238 million, but Ridley isn’t all that typical herself. As the face of the nearly $10 billion franchise, Ridley has ushered in a new era of Star Wars. Following Carrie Fisher’s untimely passing last year, Ridley’s character, a fiercely independent heroine, serves as a particularly strong female voice in a galaxy far, far away. However, a far- flung galaxy isn’t Ridley’s only on-screen locale this season.

In November, Ridley appears opposite Johnny Depp and an all-star cast in Kenneth Branagh’s Murder on the Orient Express. The suspenseful tale follows 13 passengers, played by the likes of Penélope Cruz, Judi Dench, and Willem Dafoe, stranded on an opulent passenger train with a murderer on the loose. Aside from blockbuster films, Ridley also produced and narrated the documentary The Eagle Huntress, which follows a teenage girl in the mountains of Mongolia as she becomes the first female eagle huntress in the sport’s 2,000-year history.

Ahead of The Last Jedi’s release, Ridley catches up with her Star Wars costar (and “bestie”), Adam Driver.

Daisy Ridley Hey Adam, it’s been so long.

Adam Driver Hey Daisy, how are you? When is the last time that I saw you?

DR Well, I don’t know because you don’t come to all the fun things that I go to. [laughs] Last July? It’s been like a year!

AD Oh, yeah, I guess. I’m much taller now.

DR How has your life changed? [laughs]

AD Oh, just in little ways. So, where are you now?

DR I’m in Canada, two hours outside of Montreal in these creepy woods. We feel like we’re going to be killed at any moment in this cabin. We’re shooting a film, Chaos Walking, with Doug Liman, Tom Holland, and Demián Bichir. It’s fucking cool.

AD Did you guys have time to meet each other before? Or did you just kind of jump right in?

DR I had met Tom Holland twice very briefly—for, like, 30 seconds—and I had met Doug Liman once and we spoke a bit, but it was very much feet first, it was super quick.

AD So, is it hard for you to meet people and just kind of go? Or do you prefer it?

DR [laughs] I mean, as we discovered, Adam, we became besties last year, but we had met some years before. It really takes me a while to relax with people. I don’t think I’m very good at meeting people: I feel awfully uncomfortable. So, I find meeting people very stressful. But it gets easier, and I think I’m getting better at being okay with that, you know?

AD Yeah, you always seemed very open, but I feel the same as you. When I meet people, I don’t know how to small talk very well, so it’s always like two back-and-forths of like, “Hey, how are you? How’s the weather?” And then five seconds later, I’m like, “So, what’s your relationship like with your mother?” It always goes really deep really quickly.

DR [laughs] I think you’re really good at it.

AD Oh, thank you. So, this is about Star Wars: If Rey was a color…I’m kidding.

DR No, oh my God. [laughs]

AD What were your initial conversations with J.J. [Abrams] about your character? Did you know the character’s name was Rey?

DR No, no, he told me it was meant to be Kira. And then, when we were already shooting in Abu Dhabi, he told me that he was thinking of going with Rey, which I thought was frickin’ awesome. But because I had to audition so much and everything, I never really had a conversation with J.J. about it until I had read the script. So, I had no sense of what I was getting into. No sense of what was really going to happen or what anything would entail. I hadn’t done a film before, so it was a whole new thing. It’s such a crazy thing the first time around: Even if [J.J. and I] had had a conversation about it, nothing would’ve even made sense at that point anyway. It was unfolding as we went along.

AD Right. When you were initially auditioning, you were just kind of [going with] first impulses, which really seemed to turn out to be right.

DR Yeah. I mean, of course things were said in the moment, but it wasn’t like a deep [conversation] about the character’s journey, or what was going to happen [in the film], or who the relationships were with. When I was auditioning, the sides weren’t even real—the characters on each side weren’t real—so I had no idea. And then obviously, with Rian [Johnson] doing the [Star Wars: The Last Jedi], it becomes a changing story, because different people have different opinions as to what the story is and what the trajectory is.

AD I always admire people who are extremely thoughtful about what they’re doing, aren’t precious with anything, and are able to set it down, walk away, and do other things. Are you someone who kind of keeps replaying it in your mind or are you someone who can put it down and walk away?

DR So, I usually think I can put it away—I don’t sit and mull. I do a lot of thinking before. I feel sort of envious of people like you, I guess, who have a thing that they do in order to really feel connected: There is a way that you feel very connected to what you’re doing. A lot of the time, I feel like a novice because I’m like, I don’t know what I’m doing. Yes, I can sort of do the thing and move on, but then I lay awake at night like, What the fuck did I do?

AD Yeah, right. That’s why you can’t watch anything, because then you remind yourself how bad you are— not you, me. I’m like, Oh, right, there are a bunch of things that I could have done differently.

DR The first few times time I watched [Star Wars: The Force Awakens], because we kept having to watch them, I was like, This is fucking terrible. I cannot believe people are watching this. I was so embarrassed.

AD [laughs] But you always look at it under a microscope. Trust me, it’s brilliant. So, was Star Wars really your first movie? And was Murder on the Orient Express the next thing after Star Wars?

DR Yes and yes. I did that next. I don’t know what it’s like for you, since you’ve done loads of stuff in all different capacities, but weirdly for me—and I guess it’s just because I started with this whole thing—it doesn’t feel like a big thing: Everyone is so nice, it feels much smaller than I thought it would. Then with Orient, it was the same sort of thing. It was technically a big film for a studio, or however people describe it, but it felt intimate and wonderful. And then I [did a film with] a very small studio. But in all three cases, whatever story you’re telling, it’s still a story you’re telling. It’s still not real. And it’s still a film: People still have their jobs, people still have other shit going on. So to me, it doesn’t feel so different from project to project. But maybe I haven’t had enough experience to have a proper sense of that.

AD No, I feel like I talk to actors who are older than me all the time, and that’s the good and bad thing: You always kind of feel like a novice, you never know. It’s always like, Okay, I feel like I have something figured out. And then it just feels like a disaster all over again. And then it’s over.

DR Exactly. When it’s over, if something wasn’t such a great experience, then it’s sort of like, Oh my God, it’s so hard. And then you look back, you think, It wasn’t that hard. We were just playing make-believe. Why did I get so stressed about the whole thing? I’ve just been super lucky that 99% of people I’ve worked with are pretty nice.

AD What a good group of people. I mean, Kenneth Branagh is pretty incredible. Were you a fan of his movies or his acting, or did you see him in theater?

DR I think I’d seen two things [of Branagh’s] this season, and then I got the call to audition and I was like, Fuck. I had to fly back from L.A, and I was jetlagged and felt disgusting. Again, I thought there was no way I got it. When I was told the cast, I couldn’t believe who I was working with. Then, I couldn’t believe how amazing the experience was. Every single cast member, every single crew member was magical.

AD I always wonder about those really big ensemble casts where it seems like everybody is in every scene, all the time. It could go either way, it seems. In old Robert Altman movies, like Nashville, where there are so many personalities and different ways of working, clashing could be kind of a nightmare. But if it’s really good….

DR Yeah. I think it’s no exaggeration to say everyone felt that it was perfect how the film came together. But also, because Ken has done a lot of theater as a director, as a person running a scene, there are a lot of personalities on one stage together. So, in that sense, it never felt like anyone was juggling personalities; it just felt like we as people meshed well. Obviously, some of it was previewed and some of it was just really luck.

AD Right. There are so many things that I want to talk about…The Eagle Huntress: How did that happen?

DR It was incredible timing and luck. I narrated only a tiny bit of it—I had no involvement, except telling everyone how amazing it is. Which it is. Watching it, I was weeping. It’s really beautiful. For the director [Otto Bell], this was properly his passion project—he put all of his savings into it, he put everything on the line to make the film—and the story is beautiful. What they were able to do with the limitations of being in freakin’ Mongolia and also him being a first-time director of a feature film and everything, it’s remarkable.

AD From the diversity of things that you’ve done, from narrating and championing a really small movie, to two huge movies, to now doing Chaos Walking, is there something that you kind of prefer? People ask me this question and it always annoys me—but it doesn’t take much to annoy me. Is there a plan that you have going forward, or are you just kind of like, I’m around and these are the kinds of things I’m interested in, and then you just kind of follow your interests?

DR My first lead role was ridiculous and amazing for a first film, and for a film in general. I have an amazing agent. I feel really fucking lucky. I’m a big believer in timing and I didn’t have a job after [Star Wars], and I thought, Oh my God, I thought my life was going to be busier now. I had to take a couple weeks off, and then Orient came up, so that felt perfect. Then I was able to fit in two things easily, both of which I really wanted to do. I thought timing wouldn’t work out, but it did. I don’t have a plan. There are things I want to do that I’m too scared to do currently: I really want to do a play and right now, I feel like I’m barely finding my legs doing film. So, eventually I’ll do that. There is no plan. For the most part, it’s just floating on the breeze.

AD It’s Chaos Walking.

DR Exactly. Do you have a plan, Adam?

AD No, I think it’s the exact same. There are things you want to do, but then there is reality. You can want to work with everybody—or specific things you want to work on—as much as you want. But if nothing is going on or you don’t get the opportunity, I completely agree with you: Luck has a lot to do with it. But I think your personality, work ethic, and face have a lot to do with it. [laughs] I get a lot of Quasimodo roles that I have to turn down or just pick one I am going to do. I would love to see you do a play. Is there a play that you would want to do?

DR When we were finishing, Penélope [Cruz] and I were doing a scene in Orient and Ken mentioned The House of Bernarda Alba, and I was like, “That would be amazing, but terrifying.” Literally. My stage fright, even on film sets, is so great that the thought of it is genuinely paralyzing. I was talking to Demián today, one of the actors in [Chaos Walking], and he said, “You know, it just has to be something you love so much,” because everything about it is terrifying. Saying the same thing night after night, people coming to see you and expecting something, it’s so alien to what I know. But I would eventually like to do Shakespeare.

AD Is there an aspect of working on Star Wars—it could be anything from the light saber battles, the travel, the catering, to getting to see me every day and do my hair—that was your favorite part?

DR I don’t know if I’ve ever properly thought about it. I love coming into the makeup trailer—everyone is there, you say good morning, and you get a little cuddle from people. I like the structure of that, of really being part of something for the duration of the day. The second [Star Wars], it’s so weird, because in my mind, they’re very separated. I just felt so distant. My head was so fucked after the first one came out. It was strange getting back into it, and it felt familiar and comforting. I suddenly felt really seen in a way [after the first Star Wars], which was so weird. Then, back at work, you’re just you and it’s not a big deal. You’re just at work: You’re doing your job and everyone else is doing their job. It’s just me being me. I just really liked being part of something where you’re one of a whole. When filming, you’re always part of a thing. Becoming besties with you was the best thing.

AD That’s a lie, but we will make sure that’s printed.

DR [laughs]

AD When we did the press tour for the first one, every country we went to, you seemed to be fluent in the language in like five seconds. Where does that come from? We went to South Korea, we went to Japan, well, London, you were pretty fluent, but every kind of place that we went to, you were speaking the language. What is it? Do you have an ear for language or you’re just like, “Oh, yeah. I just kind of dabble in everything and I’m really good at it immediately?”

DR [laughs] Let’s not exaggerate. I learned how to say, “May the force be with you” and “Thank you” in Korean and Japanese, and that was it.

AD I drilled that shit for like hours.

DR But you had been working all year. I had been sitting at home for a year doing nothing except cleaning up after my dog who is old and kept pooing in the house [laughs], so my brain had room for that. I’m not even exaggerating. For a year, that’s what I had been doing. I only learned one thing in two languages and on this film—because everyone is French-Canadian, or a lot of people are—I’m trying to learn French.

AD Yeah, of course you are, because that’s just obnoxious to be fluent in French.

DR No, because the worst thing is I keep asking words and people have jobs to do and they’re like, “Stop fucking asking me. Go and look in the French-English dictionary.” [laughs]

AD Do you remember that time we were in Japan and I didn’t see when you guys arrived, but they pulled the car right up on the red carpet? And you got out of the car, and they were projecting it on the jumbotron thing, and all of the press were kind of dressed in costumes, like Princess Leia? I remember going on the stage, but they had this boy band-esque set-up where we were all going to be on the stage and we were going to rise up from the ground, but we were all too tall. So, we had to crouch down and pretend we were shorter when the stage started to lift, like we were standing the whole time. Do you remember that, or am I just telling this random story?

DR I do remember.

AD Right, and there were four Stormtroopers to my left and four Stormtroopers on your right, and you, myself, John Boyega, and J.J., and 10 Stormtroopers were all squatting on the stage, waiting for them to push the button so we could pretend that we were rising up from [below]. There is no question here. I just wanted to say, “Did you remember that?” [laughs]

DR [laughs] I had forgotten that, but I am so glad you reminded me. I remember we had to stand really awkwardly on the stage for a really excessive amount of time. I’m really glad that you shared it.

AD Alright, well, thanks, Daisy. I think you’re brilliant.

—V Magazine

#i love them so much #interview #daisy ridley #adam driver #star wars #cast #the last jedi #the force awakens #chaos walking #murder on the orient express #rian johnson #jj abrams #rey #kylo ren

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Deeper in the Rabbit Hole

So looking more into SVSSS cuz it’s a new obsession and it looks like some of the questions I had got answered. I actually didn’t get to that part of the book yet and the opening of the series doesn’t mention it at all maybe to make it a surprise for people who haven’t read the book, but apparently even though original Binghe had a huge harem, he didn’t actually get along with them all that well and didn’t really treat them right so they all ganged up on him and kill him in the end. o.oa Hrm, so okay, that like covers my concerns with depicting homosexuality as something you can just switch then cuz that means he didn’t really have like true interest to begin with and was probably unknowingly closeted and just following what “society” says he should do or rather what the garbage author who wanted to make a crazy fantasy wanted. Plus it probably didn’t help that the author seemed to had written all of the men in the original story to have horrible frickin’ attitudes or something, so he just didn’t figure it out until Shen Yuan started rewriting the scenes and not being a huge dick.

Also, considering for some reason I fancy Shen Qingiu’s look over Binghe’s I just Google images of him sometimes just to look at his face and I came across the wiki that went into Qingqiu’s backstory and wow, that’s sad. He’s like written to be a mirror to Binghe to begin with it seems and also have a tragic backstory. But that’s also like baffling that the original writer would write two people to have tragic backstories to have antagonism and to be dicks to each other. Like why????? In that perspective, Shen Yuan’s changes seem a great deal more reasonable like I would think Qingqiu should have had more pity for Binghe who went through a hard life like he did. But maybe perhaps he’s written like some of the a-holes I have in my country that like to hold up institutions that keep other people poor and don’t care about voting against themselves because they believe in demagogues. Recent times have shown me that some people are crazy and don’t seem to have empathy or caring for people who are in positions that they were once in. It’s deplorable and not what I would think is a natural choice to make. But then I guess Qingqiu’s case he also had a massive mistrust of other men because of his backstory, so perhaps that is difficult to realize that you should pay it forward.

Anyway, just my wonderings because I’m waiting for the next ep to be available free and I’m still toward the beginning of the story in my reading cuz I have work and stuff. I’m glad that my concerns are easily put to rest in the book, but I’m just not there yet.

I’m kind of curious about Shen Yuan’s perspective, but I guess I’ll have to read that when their relationship starts. Like there’s no indication whatsoever of what his sexuality is personally, but he seems to kind of sarcastically hint at the idea just as a means of surviving the poison he got for saving Binghe. It seems like he’s kind of more indifferent though and more fluid and possibly on the ace spectrum technically, but at least initially just wants to survive but actually cares about Binghe on more of an emotional level so maybe that makes it work out. Like there are relationships where an ace is with someone who isn’t cuz they’re not like aromantic or anything but just aren’t too into the physical stuff. Either way, I’m by far enjoying the development and slow burn and just the premise of this story.

Other than that, I’m kind of obsessed with this in other ways. The opening theme I can’t get out of my head and I listen to it pretty often everyday. It’s not an incredible song on its own, but the flute melody at the beginning I really like and just the opening animations and ambiance of the show itself really lend itself to fit with the song rather well. The MV for it is not really that exciting because they slot in real life shots of the singer and that’s cool and I think that’s a popular MV approach for Chinese artists, but visually it’s kind of a mood kill to have a somewhat exciting melody go with someone just standing in a studio. Contrast just isn’t my thing and I usually like MVs that show a story.

But also I kind of have this so on my brain that on FFXIV I tried to make a Shen Qingqiu retainer. I tried. Hyur male, but like Qingqiu is like 184 cm, but Midlander is at most 182 cm and Highlanders are at minimum 187. WTF. Also don’t have the exact hair, but I came close. When I have money to spare I’ll probably try to get that one Mog Station outfit cuz it has the hair ornament piece that fits. The outfit itself is probably more embroidery and such than his outfit actually has, but it’s the closest I can get.

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What’s your original series about? :D

HHHH!! I’ve talked about it before on here, a little....FUCK thank you for asking!!! jfjdkajldfsk

The full but long way to say it is that it’s about Samael (the angel of death) falling in love with Lilith and figuring out how to live on Earth after he’s banished from heaven. When I was researching monsters in college I found out that succubi/incubi were the sons and daughters of Lilith and Samael after they slept together. My mind was blown. I fucking love mythology, I love stories about death, and I really like exploring concepts of like....love/life/death being one in the same, so I was FLABBERGASTED that I hadn’t discovered that story earlier on. For a really long time I couldn’t stop thinking about that idea--that there was an angel, who’s job it was to rip humans to shreds and see them at their grossest, most undignified state, that fell so deeply in love with one that he abandoned heaven for it. THAT’S COOL.

I’m gonna put the details under the cut so that this doesn’t get too long @///@ Sorry mobile-rs... I can’t for the life of me figure out how to get cuts to actually work on mobile without fucking up the desktop version >:(((

Umm.....if you would like an excerpt, I’ll post one. The details got SIGNIFICANTLY longer than I thought they would XD

Sam is kinda lost on Earth because he’s been excommunicated, pretty much, but he knows Lilith is still hanging around because she’s stubborn and won’t die at the hands of whatever “bullshit” Death has taken over the job while Sam’s gone. He can’t die because none of the angels will come to see him.

Lucifer knows Sam is there and wants to have him on his side when the Apocalypse happens because initially Sam was the only one that could kill anything, like, at all. When the war in Heaven happened to take Lucifer out Sam was one of the biggest players. A lot of the angels and archangels are still kind of scared of him, even though he’s technically not an angel anymore.

People and monsters and demons all like Sam a whole bunch because he was still a frickin’ archangel, you can’t just get rid of that kinda power, and they gravitate to him. He can still tell when someone is going to die, how long they’re supposed to have left, and once they do he knows where they’re going to go.

The problem is that, when he fell, he still had a pretty big urge to kill people, and as he was waiting for man to come around that got warped in with this huge lust complex. Becoming human was a massive and not really so great transition for him. He’s also, like, a nuclear version of a walking STD because again, his human body needed some way to process that kind of destructive power. He gets everything under control, but it takes some...time...and everyone he sleeps with ends up dying, regardless of whether or not it was there time, which fucks up where their soul goes. Again, that wouldn’t be an issue if he didn’t have the a low-key (high-key) sexual addiction.

SO. THAT SEX ADDICTION STUFF SOUNDS REALLY COP-OUTY, RIGHT? OO-HOO-HOO, HANDSOME MAN EVERYONE WANTS ALSO WANTS TO FUCK BUT boo-hoo, he can’t get close to anyone or they die, poor little boy. Right. That’s a little bit the point.

Like I said up there, I always thought the idea of love/sex/death being one-in-the-same was super-interesting. It came up so often in classic lit that it became a joke in all my classes--”If it’s not about death, it’s about sex (and it’s probably about both).” I ALSO grew up Christian, but I was really upset with how the lit was taken because, whenever it was presented in church or Sunday school or whichever, it was really boring!! We only ever talked about the same things over and over again, even though there was this HUMONGOUS BOOK RIGHT THERE WITH ALL THIS BIZARRE SHIT IN IT. I also didn’t like how nothing was presented with personality, even though it so definitely had it!! Like!! These are (supposed to be) people!! People have personality!!! People have their own stories!! You can fulfill a plot point and STILL have your own thing going on, that’s literally fucking life, and the Bible is a living text!! So I really wanted to go into classical Judeo Christian figures and explore their personalities in a believable way, that would seem believable.

I also also really strongly believe (and now I KNOW not everyone agrees, I don’t expect you too, that’s okay) that when we worship something--a deity, a concept, a practice--we’re worshiping the same thing under a different name/presentation/idea. Uhh....in The Sandman, they compare it to a diamond, and how even though a diamond will look like a circle staring straight down at it but a triangle from the side, the diamond itself never changes--it’s only the way you’re seeing it. So I really wanted to talk about all the things I was raised with--God, angels, heaven, hell, evil--and pass it through the lens of other stories. They’ll still be named the way they are in Judeo-Christian mythos, but I really really want to make it so that they could be identified as others, or at least that they have elements of them. God and Heaven/Hell and souls are the names and words I use for them, but it doesn’t mean they’re so much more different from those of other religions.

That being said, I would really like to weave in monsters too because I FUCKING LOVE MONSTERS MAN I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. I’m going most for the vampire figure here, just because when I’m talking about a figure that’s supposed to cause death, that’s inherently bloody, and who’s whole story is based on taking on this second, nefarious life after sleeping with someone and “dying”...that comes to mind first ^^; HOWEVER I want to explore others--the idea of a monster in man, so werewolf themes, and then the fear behind serial killers and being scared of “the other”...

This is a lot, and I know it is. Almost none of it will be said upfront and it’s mostly background stuff that, while it would be cool if someone caught on, REALLY is only supposed to affect the feel and weight and reception of Sam.

Sam is a bad guy, but he’s also a good guy. That’s the whole back-and-forth of Death, right? He ends our time, so he’s bad, and he’s scary, but he’s also there for people in the end and lets them know their job is done. That’s really, really nice. I’m a little nervous because Sam is, for a pretty long while, a monster. He’s SUCH A BAD GUY. But he gets it, and he grows up, and he matures, and he spends a long while trying to make up for it because he feels terrible about everything. He also has to figure out how to get along because he can’t die, he’s in for the long haul. I kind of....if I can do it, I want to get people to a point where they do not like Sam, but then come to love him again. That’s really hard but I’ve read things like that and I hope I can do it. That’s what I like about “living with your monster” stories--they’re about learning that your flaws don’t invalidate you as a person, and that you can still end up good. Sam will be that to an epic level, literally, so his flaws and his good will be the polar opposites on the spectrum...but.....

I really hope I can do it. I really, really hope I can do it. I think I can. @///////@

Once I finish Tumbling Down and tie up some loose ends, I want to really edit everything I have written for it (it’s like.... I suppose around 60k, when you take into the things I haven’t typed up yet) and finish it. If things work out it’s the first book I want to genuinely submit for publishing ///////////

And then there are other ideas I have floating around, but this story is the first ^^;

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