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barb-l · 5 months

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Isn't a writer question but was curious; How does wenclair different from other ships you've enjoyed?

Is it solely due to having been a lifelong Wednesday Addams fan, or is it specifically the Netflix's Addams world that you find intriguing?

I ask mainly because I recall you once saying that your wenclair comics--specifically the Next Gen Au I believe--are written and made with a lot of intention in regards to dialog and the discussions had between characters.

Is this due to a greater insight into the characters or simply a mark of growth in writing comprehension?

I like to think I put as much thought in all ships I've been hyperfixated on tbh. Wenclair isn't even the one I've been obsessed with the longest. So far it's actually Trimberly, for which and I was hyperfixated with for like 3 years.

But yeah ok I get ur point lol The intensity this time feels different, I suppose.

I think it's a mix of both being a long time Wednesday Addams fan and how cute of a ship Wenclair is both in concept and the canon execution of their dynamics.

As some of you are aware, I've been a fan of The Addams for a while now. All incarnations of them are great in their own way, but one of the many reasons why the animated 2019 movie is my favorite is because it didn't give Wednesday a bland ass male love interest. I don't think the B/W series did it(because Wed was like six in that) but the 90's movies, musical, and netflix series for some reason found it necessary to give Wednesday male love interests so painfully boring and i hate it. This isn't even about making Wednesday attracted to boys. I personally headcanon her bi, as the ol' stereotype that all grumpy/angsty female characters must be lesbian isn't my cup of tea, and also because I like to think all Addamses just don't give a shit about gender when it comes to romance. I woulda been fine with her getting a boyfriend so long as they're not boring af and goddddd canon incarnations still haven't delivered. Joel was sweet but he was too much of a wimp, not even Gomez is that pathetic. Lucas' thing with Wednesday was just portrayed in such an icky way in the musical that I couldn't finish watching by the time their sexually charged duet came on, and don't even get me started on the boys Netflix gave her. I expected better of Gough and Millar...(unless the blandness was on purpose like it was with Lana Lang--)

Anyways, because of all said canon love interests, I've been desperate for Wednesday to have a love interest that is both not painfully het or boring for once. Crossover shipping with Lydia Deetz from Beetlejuice the Musical was fun but was ultimately a very niche fandom. I could only draw and write for an audience of twenty or so people for so long. Parker from the animated movie would've been great, but the cop out with her mom dating Fester just made it too weird for me to be fully on board with the ship.

So when Enid Sinclair was introduced as a character I was absolutely ecstatic. On paper alone she already seemed great. She has a very distinct appearance (even if her "design" was inspired by Harlequin and it shows) that goes so well when she stands next to Wednesday, whether it's in the actual show, fan arts, or even in official merch. Her being Wednesday's complete opposite in so many ways makes her being paired with Wednesday so dang interesting too.

And I don't just mean aesthetic or personality wise. I'm talking about how one of Wednesday's struggle stems from having too much smothering love from her family as someone who gets overwhelmed too easily, and Enid's loneliness and insecurity coming from her own family's lack of love and attention where it matters most. Or how Wednesday's just girl who, deep inside worries about being an actual cruel monster like the very bigots she hates, while Enid is a supposed beast who resents herself for only being a scared little girl. Even the fact that Wednesday is an older sister to a soft-hearted younger brother while Enid is the youngest daughter to a bunch of rough-housing older brothers feels very on purpose.

Everything about Enid feels deliberate. Like she IS supposed to be paired with Wednesday, platonically or romantically. She's the best person to stand beside Wednesday as a character because they have enough differences and similarities to have interesting conflicts but also significant character growths sparked by each other. She's not bland or boring like the canon love interests because even without her attachment to Wednesday, Enid is still such a compelling character. The mere fact that she's as popular as she is despite an eight-episode series being her debut in a franchise that's been iconic to generations is already pretty amazing, and only a character as impressive deserves to smooch somebody as iconic as Wednesday Addams.

And their on screen chemistry is just *chef's kiss*

#asks #wenclair #wednesday netflix #the way i wax poetic about this show you think it's a masterpiece #lmfaooo #god istg if wenclair were on purpose it'd be the best love story ever #but alas

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bluearrow126 · 6 years

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It snows in AG so they make snow angels. Well Zack added a little yellow to Trini's and she killed him the end!!!!

I don’t know if it snows in California which is where AG is supposed to be (i’m not exactly American so idk lol I might be mistaken. Maybe AG is more up-North in California, they don’t specify where it is), but for the sake of how adorable these headcanons could be:

- They all take a trip to a ski resort for a week during winter break

- The boys get their own room together and the girls get theirs

- Jason tries to get everyone up early so they can do as much as they can every day

- Billy is always the first to get ready and he always brings extra gloves because most of the others always forget theirs

- Zack would usually be the last to wake up but Jason and Billy always intently make noise when they’re getting ready to wake him up and then bribe him with the hotel/resort’s breakfast buffet

- Trini and Kimberly are always difficult to wake up no matter how much Jason knocks on their door because they usually spend most of their nights awake doing other things

- Jason keeps making sure everyone is dressed warmly enough before they leave for the day because he’s not making any trips back to their rooms at any point of the day

- The first thing Zack does on the first day is make a snowman and then he puts Trini’s beanie on it. She finds out eventually and tries to beat him obviously

- Speaking of beanies, Kimberly insists on wearing one of Trini’s beanies every time they go out, and Trini lets her obviously

- Then comes the snow-skiing, and Jason admits he’s never tried it so Billy, who has skid before on trips with his parents, offers to teach him and Jason can’t seem to focus on what Billy is saying since he’s a bi mess

- Zack’s a natural at snowboarding obviously

- Trini and Kimberly were set on just skiing together since they both know how until Trini mentions that she also knows how to snowboard and Kim insists that she teaches her. And yes, the reason she can’t keep her balance and stand is because Trini has to wrap her arms around her to hold her up from behind

- They end their days with warm drinks by a fireplace because they’re an adorable little family of dorks

#trimberly #cranscott #ask #anon #trimberly headcanons #power rangers headcanons #billy cranston #trini #kimberly hart #zack taylor #jason scott #power rangers movie #power rangers #long post

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magnificent-dragons · 6 years

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Trimberly Headcanons

- Kim i sthe first one to fall in love

She knew she was falling when Trini first smiled at her

While she came to grips with her sexuality Trini was there with her the whole way

Kim did not know how to tell Trini until she almost died on a mission

-Trini always goes over board when trying to impress Kim

she was never the romantic gesture type but with Kim she wants to blow her out of the water

she sets up a pick nick date, she wants to watch the stars with Kim

she gets flowers and even cooks food for them

during their date it starts poring down rain

- Trini can cook and bake

it is one of her secret skills not many people know about it

she will bring Kim snacks and say that she bought them

when Kim finds out she is impressed and then tries to get Trini to cook or bake things all the time

- Kim has nightmares about something happening to the team

she doesn't’ tell anyone but one night Trini gets woken up by Kim screaming in her sleep

Trini does her best to comfort Kim and eventually gets Kim to talk about it

she then begins coming over when ever Kim has nightmares

#trimbelry #trini not kwan #kimbelry hart #trini x kimberly #power rangers #trimberly headcanons

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ironbunneh · 3 years

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Billy starts worrying while Zack and Jason just starts betting

Super Trimberly AU

I honestly draw them when I’m stressed and I’m stressed a lot it’s a form of therapy ngl

#Super Trimberly #supergirl #power rangers #power rangers 2017 #kimberly hart #trini no last name #my art #WHEN WILL TRINI LOOK BEHIND THAT IS THE QUESTION #WHO WILL WIN THE BET? THAT'S ANOTHER QUESTION #i just draw stupid stuff about my headcanon

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angel-ranger · 4 years

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The Rangers Take TikTok (Headcanons)

made with the lovely @widows-rangers!

The Power Rangers have their own verified account, but then they all have their own accounts.

Zack ironically lands himself on dance TikTok. He made them because his mum likes it when he dances and has fun just being a kid and then it just blows up.

Kim's comment section is just full of people commenting "what the fuck is she doing" because she does ridiculous stunts and dives from the edges of random cliffs a lot for the Thrill™

Jason’s most viewed video to date is his "story time about the time my friend milked a bull."

Trini’s TikTok videos are really personal and always have the others in them because she's not used to having this type of family so she wants to immortalise the memories.

Billy has a little segment on his about his trips to the quarry and what he finds each time. He’s definitely on rock TikTok but people follow him because his vids are actually interesting and he’s endearing.

Zack ends up on parkour/skate TikTok because how could he not?

Oh, Zack also says "like for part 2" on random videos but then never uploads it. Because there is never a part 2.

Billy’s FYP is just Farmer TikTok and some weird science and rock polishing videos.

Jason is definitely a "most emotional football games part 1" kinda guy. People are divided as to whether it’s ironic or not.

There a TikTok of Jason with Zack in the background saying "just say the line, I promise it'll get you likes", so he quotes that line from Riverdale about the epic highs and lows of football without knowing and gets blasted.

"Put your finger down if one time when you were in High School your friend and you snuck a bull into the rival teams locker room but then you got busted and got into a high-speed car chase the ended up with you flipping your truck which resulted in you blowing your football season." Jason, 2K17.

Trini sometimes does those TikToks where it's just grain filtered clips of her and the group doing something or having and adventure set to some coming of age indie song.

Trini’s videos are cinematic af.

Trini definitely has a small series where she renovates a van for Ranger Roadtrips.

Kim does the "what I'd wear if I were in [blank]" trend. She also does one as the Pink Ranger and just puts all the outfits on over her armour.

Kim also does the trend where you paint a canvas black then paint your thighs and butt and sit on it and then films herself giving it to Trini.

The Ranger TikTok consists of them attempting every trend either as a unit or solo.

They get asked a lot on their Ranger account about who they are, where they're from, how they came to be, so one time Zack rounds them all up without telling them what he's doing, and just modifies his voice and does "put a finger down if you were a completely normal human and then this one time you found this cool space rock which took you to an underground spaceship and you met this cool android and a wall-dad who helped channel the powers that you got from the cool space rock so you could fight this evil lady who made a monster out of gold to find this really important Crystal that was buried beneath a Krispy Kreme and now you're a superhero" and they all just put a finger down.

Billy nods along the whole time and puts a finger down for every sentence. Trini smacks him upside the head before she puts hers down and Kim just can't stop laughing because it's all so ridiculous. Jason's head is just lowered in exasperation the whole time because he’s in charge of these idiots.

Jason has a bunch of ‘How To’ videos about fixing up cars and bikes. He’s very much got wholesome dad content down to a T.

Zack gets Billy to make videos about computers and coding and hacking, captioning them “for legal purposes, this is a joke part #”

People think the Yellow and Back Ranger have something going on for the longest time because they're always together and doing duo TikToks. Kim comments that she ships them and says they're a cute couple for the bants.

They're constantly trying to find outrageous ways to, like, throw and catch the woah. One time Zack throws one up and Kim scales a cliff that they have to edit so it looks like Kim is moving in normal time.

The Pink Ranger is constantly challenging dudebros to races and fitness challenges. They never learn that they’re never going to win.

This one time the Megazord dabbed after a battle and some random kid caught it on camera so whenever the Rangers see him they tell him to get his camera out so they can perform some random dance move so his TikTok blows up because he reminds them all of Billy and his other videos are just so wholesome.

And let’s be real, they all get adopted onto gay TikTok.

#Power Rangers #power rangers 2017 #kimberly hart #jason lee scott #Billy Cranston #Zack Taylor #trini power rangers #power rangers headcanons #trimberly #Trini x Kim #tiktok

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myblogofallsorts · 3 years

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Just Writer Things

Talking yourself out of writing your main WIP because you think it sucks then eventually convincing yourself to at least TRY to keep working on it...and repeating this process no less than 10 times a day

#I just....#I've had the outline and MULTIPLE headcanons for this Trimberly fic thought out for years now and do you think I've gotten anywhere with it?#NOPE #Someone send motivation please #Writer Things

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5ivebyfive · 6 months

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I am unfamiliar with this ship. Who is more of a top? Kim?

Lol. Usually I don't like this question, but I will answer it!

Kim. Though personally I believe for Trini only, she is a switch. She likes Trini taking control sometimes, because she's always weak for her.

Trini is definitely a switch. They work well together! Thanks for the question! I'm happy to answer any and all questions about them because I adore them. (And you should watch the movie!)

#trimberly #power rangers 2017 #trimberly headcanons #headcanon tag #rose does asks #otp; trimberly against the world

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yeahinoticed · 4 years

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Trimberly Pirate AU

There are Very Many ideas in my head. If you’re interested in them, take a look at my feeble attempt at fic writing below.

Perhaps they were fated to meet, or maybe it was simply chance. Either way, there was no turning back. Their story was an inevitability - its movements as sure as the tides themselves.

A Pirate AU wherein Trini is a notorious pirate captain, and Kimberly just wants to be free.

Read it on AO3 here!

She had never expected to be here. Though Zack’s plans were wild to be sure, she had to concede that more often than not, they worked. Still, she’d rather it was him in her place. But as great a strategist as he was, Zack was terrible at keeping his cool. His excitement was likely to get the better of him, and if it happened here, it would spell the end of their careers - and most probably their lives. They just couldn’t risk it. Trini fiddles with the gaudy looking brooch pinned to her lapel. It looks like any other - a brassy little trinket engraved with a crown, vibrant red gemstone studded proudly in its centre. They’d picked it up in Havana last year, not long after their first success. Trini had been adamantly against spending their newfound gold on such frivolous things, but Zack would insist it was a token of celebration, a small purchase he’d treasure forever. It was hard to say no to such blinding enthusiasm, so she’d simply rolled her eyes and turned away, which he’d obviously taken as approval. Trini thought he’d get bored of it and sell it at the next port for some other shiny thing, but true to his word he’d held on to it, and the cocky grin he’d worn when brandishing it at her this morning had her reconsidering their partnership. Nevertheless, it was becoming useful now, so she supposed she couldn’t really fault him.

She’d always thought such things were kind of tacky. Blatant shows of wealth and title weren’t really her style. They make you stand out. And in her line of work, standing out makes things a whole lot harder. Yet here she is, clad head to toe in a flashy formal ensemble. The mustard coat, the breeches, the stockings, the dastardly wig and feathered hat - the whole lot. The frills of her shirt tickle her neck and hands, a constant irritation in the back of her mind even as she peers up at the garish manor before her. Rendered cream walls, framed by extravagant trimming reflect the bright midday sun so brightly that they almost glow. The dark gravel path up to the manor is edged with smooth stones, dividing it from verdant garden beds which are somehow both calculated and unruly at the same time. At the base of the path, two uniformed guards flank an ornamental wrought iron gate. Its bars twist intricately to resemble thorned roses, and its top edge is studded with spikes. They glare at her, suspicion evident in their faces, hands gripping their rifles ever so slightly harder - imperceptible to an untrained eye. She understands their wariness - while her linen garments give the impression of status, she isn’t their typical wearer - no woman is. Trini might be accustomed to the blade, but it was time to put her sharp tongue to use.

“State your business ma’am”.

“Isn’t it quite obvious, good sir?” she replies. The accent doesn’t come easily to her, and if the guards notice, they give no indication of it.

The one who had spoken looks to his comrade, visibly apprehensive. It was a difficult situation for him. If he gave the wrong person trouble, he’d be out of a job before evening. Yet he couldn’t simply stand aside, for then he wouldn’t be doing his job at all. He hadn’t signed up for such dilemmas. He sighs.

“Your invitation?”.

“This is all hardly necessary” Trini remarks as she slips the folded letter from her inner breast pocket. The guard scans it over, thumbing the seal that identifies its sender. When he scans it a second time, his eyebrow quirks.

“Forgive me ma’am, but you don’t quite look like an ‘Oliver’ to me”. His partner scoffs at this, before clearing his throat and making to smooth the collar of his regimental red coat, directing his gaze somewhere in the distance. Trini replies without missing a beat.

“My father was quite set on the name before I was even born. Though I do wish someone had talked him out of it, I don’t very well mind being named after my grandfather”.

The guard squints at her, before his frown eases in thought. Her reasoning wasn’t completely out of the realm of possibility.

“Very well, Miss Bennett. I’m sure Governor Hart will be glad for your arrival. I apologise for the inconvenience. I do hope you enjoy the party.”

At the guards nod, Trini makes her way through the gate.

“It’s quite alright, I get it all the time”.

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As she steps into the main hall, Trini is struck by the atmosphere. A low chatter echoes off the stone floors, intermittently joined by the soft clanking of cutlery. She can still hear the familiar whispers of the ocean in the distance, beckoning her back sweetly. Around her, the guests are dressed much the same as she is. They converse with false smiles, many holding silver goblets filled with what she can only assume is a fine wine. A guard stands at the foot of the main stairs, rifle up against his shoulder. She passes another who stands at the entrance to the dining room. There were more than she thought there would be. How bothersome. She isn’t two steps into the room when the idle noises of the manor are joined by the gentle moan of a violin. A grand wooden dining table is set against the main window, adorned with an assortment of food, though she’s sure it normally resides front and centre. As tempting as it looks, it's not what Trini is here for. She lets out a quiet chuckle. Zack would’ve been right squiffy by the day's end, if he’d come along. The people in the room begin to pair up, swaying slowly to the violin’s song. While she’d prefer not to partake, she’s sure to arouse suspicion just standing here - and she’s not sure she could hold a real conversation without giving herself away.

Trini glances around the room. Standing by one of the large windows is a woman in a silken, rose coloured dress. She’s strikingly beautiful, with her dark brown hair in an elegant updo. It catches the afternoon light in a way that steals Trini’s breath for a moment. She’s about to look away, find someone else, when the woman turns, meeting her eyes. After a pause, the stranger smiles faintly, tilting her head in silent questioning. Rats. With one deep breath, Trini slips back into her persona. It was time to dance.

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Kimberly Hart has attended many a party in her twenty three years. Her father’s parties, his friends’ parties, his enemies’ parties. It was expected of her really. Don a pretty dress, be receptive (but not too receptive) to her potential suitors. Gossip idly with girls who have far too much time on her hands. She didn’t mind it, most of the time. She had to admit though, it could get a little boring. This was her father’s third ‘dance’ of the year and it was only February. He had to keep up appearances of course. How else would his peers know of Port Royal’s thriving trade if he did not celebrate it with fine wine and finer appearances. Even so, Kimberly could only tolerate the advances of so many men. Nobles, with promises of glamour and comfort back in the motherland. Merchant sailors who weave tales of wealth and adventure that seem just a little too crafted to be true. Naval captains who think their pride and ranking should have her swooning at their feet with nary another word. Every so often, there’d be one or two who would have her attention. Whose silk tongues and vibrant eyes would draw her in, if only momentarily. But she’d find soon enough that her biting wit was never appreciated for long, and the smooth talking would always give way to frustration. It seemed she was simply a prize to be won, a hill to be conquered. Bragging rights. Quite frankly, she was sick of it.

And so, Kimberly finds herself standing by the front window of the dining room, eyes ensnared by the gentle ebb and flow of the waves upon the beach. Her mother used to tell her stories of the ocean - stories far grander, far more fascinating than those of her suitors. Stories of sleepless nights in raging storms. Of brilliant new lands and people and creatures. Of days spent in song and nights spent in stupor. She’d always wondered what it was like out there, beyond the confines of her father’s estate and everything it represented. Would she go? If given the chance? The thought is at the forefront of her mind when she feels the familiar pressure of a set of eyes, trying and failing to be inconspicuous. Turning quickly she seeks them out, finding a woman who seems just out of place. She’s wearing an embroidered suit, woven linen in a yellow far too green. The hair of her grey wig is pulled into a ponytail beneath her feathered tricorne. Her attire is interesting, yes, but Kimberly does not recognise her. She recognises most of her father’s guests. She feels her lips twitch upwards at the woman, holding her gaze from across the room.

Something flashes across her watcher’s face, gone too quickly to identify. The woman strides towards her, light on her feet. There's a vague slant to her hips, an unfamiliar swagger that Kimberly thinks might betray some unknown truth. What secrets were held in her small frame? She presents her hand, palm upturned. “May I have this dance?”.

Kimberly takes her hand, finds it unexpectedly rough and calloused, but gentle. As if their union was a cue, the music picks up, the rest of the band joining the violin as its pace hastens. They begin to dance a casual rigaudon, Kimberly following the stranger’s lead. She waits for her partner to address her, watches her eyes flick about the room. They’ve stepped around each other three times before Kimberly breaks the silence. “The strong silent type then?”

As if only just remembering where she was, the woman’s eyes snap towards her. Her brows knit together. “Pardon?”.

This was unusual. Kimberly’s suitors would usually rush to fill silences, trying desperately to keep her eyes upon them. It seems her current partner barely cares for her existence. “You haven’t spoken a word to me since you asked me to dance”. She’s surprised at the venom that laces her words - it hadn’t been intentional.

“I’m quite sorry madam”. With a turn, they dance in the reverse direction. “I was simply admiring the Governor’s manor. It’s quite beautiful. Have you been here before?”

Kimberly almost stops dancing. She searches the other woman’s face for any sign of jest, finding nothing but honesty and vague inattention. It was absurd to think a guest to this party would not know her name, though she supposes it could be possible. Her irritation fades quickly, replaced by a mounting curiosity. “My family is close to the Governor’s”, she lies.

Her partner’s only response is an idle hum.

With their next step, Kimberly’s eyebrow quirks. She pulls the woman into a twirl under her arm. “And you are?” she inquires.

Seemingly startled by the movement, the other woman stumbles slightly, before regaining her footing and resuming their dance. “Bennett. Oliver Bennett”, she replies firmly. Pulling Kimberly into a twirl of her own, she smirks. “Merchant extraordinaire”.

Kimberly mulls the name over. Oliver Bennett. It sounded vaguely familiar, but any recognition she might have had was fleeting - as out of reach as a feather in the breeze. Though the woman had said it quite confidently, it had a strange sort of inflection. In fact, now that Kimberly thought about it, the woman’s accent was unfamiliar. It sounded vaguely English, but her words were more rounded, had a rich and intriguing depth to them, like they were dripping with such experience that it bled into their very sound. Kimberly’s stomach dips in a way she’s sure could be addicting. She returns her attention to Miss Bennett, only to find that her eyes are once again fixed elsewhere. She follows her gaze, finds it trained on the staircase in the entry hall. With a tilt of her head, Kimberly drapes an arm over her partner’s shoulder, pulling her closer with every step. “Extraordinaire, hmm?”.

The woman drags her eyes back to Kimberly’s and holds them there for a long moment. Her smile turns upwards. “You sound surprised, Miss…”

“Clarke”, Kimberly supplies, flinching internally. It had been the first name to enter her mind. She banishes the thoughts that surround it. Not now. “It's not every day I meet a woman merchant” she admits. “You’ve piqued my interest Miss Bennett”.

Though it seems the other woman’s attention is now firmly upon her, Kimberly makes no move to increase the distance between them again. This close, she can see the depths of colour within the other woman’s eyes, reflecting the light of the setting sun. They glint with unspoken secrets, not unlike the pieces of foreign jewelry often brought by traders upon the tide. Promises of a world much larger than anything Kimberly had experienced.

“Some would say my methods are...unconventional”. The merchant’s words bring her out of her reverie. They serve only to deepen her curiosity.

“However do you mean?” Kimberly presses.

“Trade secrets, Miss Clarke - I can’t simply give them away”, she replies with a wink. “But I have to be smart you see”. Another twirl brings their faces impossibly close together, and she whispers her next words carefully. “There are pirates out there you know”.

Kimberly is about to press further, when the sharp ringing of the town bell cuts through the manor, signalling another day’s end. The music begins to fade, and the woman detaches and spins away from her with a sly smile, disappearing amongst the meandering throng of people moving from the dining room into the entrance hall. She scans the small crowd, but any traces of the woman’s yellow coat and devious grin are gone as swiftly as they had come. It's only once she turns back to the window that Kimberly notices how fast her heart is beating.

#trimberly #trini x kimberly #kimberly hart #trini not kwan #trini kwan #trini gomez #Power Rangers #power rangers 2017 #pirate au #liketheocean #art #my art #sketch #sketchbook #this might not be the most engaging story #its more a diary of my headcanon #which involves a lot of descriptive writing #painting pictures with words eh?#i am more familiar with the picture medium after all

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