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frostyhelltime · 3 months ago

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A Folly of a Plan

Alastor x singerOC

AN: This takes place primarily when they're alive, but will eventually reach hell.

I hope everyone likes it!! I did try to keep in mind some ways of speaking back in the 1920s when writing their thoughts and dialogue.

As a side note, he is still ace in this. I wrote him as demisexual (like myself).

Summary: Showing no interest in women as an adult man means rumors have started that he prefers men. People thinking you're a gay man in the 1920s is NOT how you keep a low profile as a serial killer. But if he could just find some dame to pretend to be into to keep the heat off, he can just break up with her once the rumors are done and go about his life.

At least that was the plan.

Warnings: None yet. 1920s queerphobia by the general populace I suppose? There will eventually be smut and murder and all that fun stuff.

Chapter 1

Alastor had a problem.

He had heard stirrings through the grapevine. Rumors and hushed whispers, as eyes followed him. It had become both obnoxious, and worrying. How was he to continue his favorite…activities, if the whole town seemed so interested in his affairs? It made it remarkably harder to get away and find victims. He had stopped trying to go out…hunting, as often, due to this.

It felt like the whole town was convinced he was one of those queers. Not that he cared one way or the other what people chose to do or not do in their bedrooms. But unfortunately the lack of his interest in anything romantic or more…physically intimate had gotten people talking that he preferred the company of men.

Again, not something he cared about…and in all honesty it was frustrating they jumped to that conclusion instead of the idea he just wasn't interested in general.

But being a barely white passing man who had lied on his census reports about his race to have the radio hosting gig he has fought tooth and nail for, who also moonlighted as a serial killer and…occasional cannibal…the less people paying attention to him with a negative eye the better. He had more than a few skeletons in his closet he wanted to stay hidden.

And the rumor he was a gay man in the 1920s was not the way to stay under the radar.

Which only served to make him that much crabbier since he had to put a pause on his night time activities temporarily. Nothing a little hooch couldn't fix, he's sure.

Which is how he found himself here, in a hidden away speakeasy that was a jazz lounge and music hall as a front. He isn't sure he can actually call it a front though when he sees people already crowded around the stage before the lights have even dimmed.

It didn't matter to him. If anything it felt relieving to not have eyes on him for once. He catches the eye of the bartender, who he knows casually and suggested he come by for a drink, noticing how agitated the man had become during their small talks. By day the barkeep worked at a local food joint that Alastor preferred to grab lunch from when he was short on time.

Neither would call the other a friend…but they were friendly with each other. Alastor slides into a seat at the bar with ease, gladly taking whatever liquid in a glass he hands him. He thinks it might be a kind of whiskey perhaps, as it goes down.

It isn't long before the lights dim just a bit more in this cute little hole in the wall jazz lounge, spotlight shining on a stage as an announcer comes on and introduces their relatively new singer with enthusiasm. He can hear one of the waitresses chatter excitedly about how she apparently went from backing vocals to being the main vocal on a trial basis.

He snorts a small laugh at that. He imagines it'll go well if the crowd is anything to go by. It does have him admittedly curious.

"Now, put your hands together for Miss Clara Massou!"

The announcer cheers in a typically excitable way he is expected to before making his way off stage, allowing a beautiful woman with a form fitting dress that still allowed easy movement to appear on stage and taking her place in front of the microphone. The shimmers of her dress catch the bright stage lights and make it almost impossible not to notice her.

She smiles, crimson lips parted in a seductive manner as she looks out into the crowd, eyes half lidded despite how excited she is. She knows she needs to match the energy of her song, and as soon as she hears the first few chords of music play, she's singing, a sultry and inviting voice weaving itself through the lounge and captivating many of them. It's hard to miss her as the room falls quiet, side conversations falling off into nothingness. She has a sonorous and melodic voice, her blonde curls seeming even brighter under the spotlight as she sweeps them gingerly out of her face as she moves and sways with her song. She can feel her blood pounding with the way she sees them all focusing on her as she reaches the crescendo of her first song, a melancholy longing evident in the powerful high note she sings before she winds down to begin the next song.

She continues on like this for awhile, her audience captivated and spellbound by her as she runs through her set list.

But all good things must come to an end, and it's eventually time to wind down and let everyone relax and continue drinking. So she gives a bow and a heartfelt thank you to the small but cheering crowd, and she begins to make her way off stage.

She feels electric on stage, and is almost bursting with energy as she leaves, that much is clear. She blows a kiss to the cheering crowd before she does leave the stage, knowing that playing it up was vital in this trial run. She has to do everything she could think of to make the crowd want to come to hear her again.

After her last song had finished, Alastor jerks his head up when he hears his bartender friend talking to him. He hadn't even realized he had been staring, so lost in her performance. Had he been staring?

“I could be wrong but it seems she actually caught your attention. I didn't know that was possible.” He snickers and fills up his own glass despite being on the clock. He had certainly heard the rumors floating around town, and it made Alastor roll his eyes.

"You certainly never looked at any of the girls that threw themselves at you that way." There's a hint of mirth in the man's eyes because it's true. Every time he saw Alastor with a girl that seemed to be flirting with him he seemed to be tolerating her at best before he ended up making up an excuse to get away.

“Shut up, Roy. She just has a lovely voice. I work in radio. I'm always looking for lovely voices…It's hardly surprising.” He isn't sure if he's justifying it to himself or Roy. Alastor's smile never leaves his face but his eyes betray the annoyance he actually feels. Roy thinks it's the most strained he had ever seen Alastor's smile.

Meanwhile, the subject of their conversation makes some small talk as she makes her rounds around the room, expertly networking and charming people where it was needed until she finally lands where she would actually like to relax a bit, the bar.

She greets Roy brightly, waving energetically at him as she approaches.

"Roy!" She almost sings, some love of music still left on her lips although the stage was gone. The grizzled and almost weary seeming bartender gives something Clara could swear was a smile as she greeted him.

As soon as Alastor hears her calling out, the murderous look in his eyes is disappearing instantly as if it were never there. He looked over his shoulder at her, listening to her talk to what appeared to be their shared acquaintance.

"I feel so good! I think I did really well tonight!" She's all bright energy and sheer innocent excitement as she orders a drink from him and begins chattering with him in between patrons, sitting a few seats down from what she notes is a sharply dressed man nursing his whiskey and peeking at her over his glasses.

But her energy hasn't quite abated yet and even when she's finished her drink she's still clearly feeling restless, foot tapping to some music that she's humming.

She huffs to Roy now, as if he could magically fix her problem.

"Ugh. I still have so much energy to burn!!" She sighs in a playfully dramatic manner before looking around the bar, her eyes eventually landing on the man a few seats down that she had noticed staring at her earlier. Her intuition just told her he was a good dancer, and if not…well at least it would still be fun since he was handsome.

Alastor becomes aware that he is being observed and quickly snaps his face forward to look back at his drink.

She hops off her stool and walks the few feet needed to reach him, holding out her hand before he can finish internally scolding himself for staring so blatantly and impolitely.

"Pleasure to meet you! My name is Clara. Can you help a girl out and help me get out some energy by cutting a rug with me?" She offers, her smile nothing but charming and inviting.

He looks at her hand a moment, considering it all. To her credit, her confidence doesn't seem to waiver when he takes a few moments to decide. Who knows? Maybe seeing him dance with a woman might get some of those pesky rumors to abate.

What the hell. He was just tipsy enough to think it was a fine enough idea. Maybe some dancing would help get out his frustrations as well. The band was certainly picking up into a more lively number.

Alastor simply nods, a kind smile hiding any lingering awkwardness. “Of course, my dear.” He says and downs the rest of his drink before pushing his glass back onto the bar top, although there wasn't much left by this point anyway, and offers his hand to her.

Roy had to admit he was surprised, to say the least. Alastor wasn’t much of a people person and kept his circle small from what he could tell. Wasn't even sure he had a circle. He certainly never initiated touch first unless he absolutely has to for networking purposes. It's...kind of fascinating to see him actually accept a dance from someone without some subtle sign in his body language showing he would really rather not. But he brushes it off. Perhaps it's a curiosity thing. Alastor certainly never minded getting in someone else's personal space whenever he found it amusing. Perhaps this was a similar thing?

Alastor stood up then, admiring her smile as he did. “My name is Alastor.” He introduces himself with a small and proper bow like a gentleman.

Clara’s giggle shows that she was clearly happy that he accepted her invitation as well as being pleased with his manners, her smile turning just a little coy when he does eventually take her hand.

"It's a delight to meet you." She continues to smile at him as they walk out to the dance floor. She was even more delighted to see her intuition had been right. He was quite a good dancer, and has no problem keeping up with her or the number they're dancing to.

It feels like it's impossible for her to stop smiling at this point, charmed laughter escaping her as she enjoys their dance and all the twists and twirls they do together, heart thrumming from either the exhilaration of the dance or from her partner or both...she isn't quite sure. Sometimes she put on a smile for the crowd, being the show woman she needed to be to be on stage, but this smile as they had fun dancing was so genuine it almost hurt.

She doesn't want it to end, and if she was honest with herself, she did like how warm his hands felt in hers, even through the gloves he wore, and she did feel a small tinge of red blooming on her cheeks when he pulled her close and grinned at her during their dance, the confident and coy mask she wore on stage slipping for a moment at his charms.

Alastor was used to always smiling but this time it was genuine. Far more genuine than when he had talked with Roy earlier at least. He was actually enjoying himself right now.

It was when he pulled her close during the dance that he noticed the rosy tint on her face, which only made him grin further at her, showing he saw the subtle change in the hue of her cheeks.

He was handsome, he knew that. He was used to women swooning over him, and perhaps it's the whiskey…but he's hatching a plan as they dance.

He would have to chat with her, see how tolerable of a person she was to see if his idea might work.

When they do eventually come back to the bar after their whirlwind of dancing she takes the seat next to him instead of a few down where she had been before, something Alastor mentally notes.

"Now that was absolutely delightful! I hope this isn't the last time you visit this place! I'll be just beside myself with grief if it is." Clara is immediately teasing him, gently bumping her shoulder up against his before she turns to their quiet bartender.

"Roy, you seemed to know him. How could you hide such a good and handsome dance partner from me? I'm hurt." She faked a clearly put on pout before relaxing again, even as Roy rolled his eyes and shook his head playfully at her antics, serving them both another drink when they ask before leaving to attend to other customers...but not before looking over his shoulder at Alastor and giving him a knowing grin with a raised eyebrow. Just to annoy him really, something he definitely enjoyed doing on occasion, just for a laugh.

“Trust me, my dear this is not the first nor last time I will be at this lounge.” Alastor promises with a twinkle in his eye.

"I'm just surprised. I don't think I've seen you on stage before here, have I?" He asked her curiously, sipping his drink and leaning against the bar to mirror her own relaxed posture.

She just nods excitedly. "Yeah! I started being the main singer a few weeks ago! Before that I just did backup vocals so that's probably why you never noticed me." She looks almost bashful at those humble beginnings, but Alastor sees nothing wrong with it.

"Ah. That explains it. To many more amazing performances." He gives her a comforting smile as he holds up his drink, waiting for her.

At that the bashfulness seems to fade and she straightens up a bit, holding her own glass and tapping it against his lightly.

"To many more!" She agrees, giggling a bit, even though she isn't quite sure why. Perhaps nerves?

Overall Clara seems pleased as punch that Alastor will come by again it seems, and it has her leaning closer into his space now.

Although she almost immediately pulls back a bit since she had noticed he seemed to keep his distance from others for the most part, plus he had seemed to startle slightly when she playfully bumped her shoulder into his unexpectedly and she's unsure if he doesn't mind her being close or if he's just too polite to tell her.

Either way she does her best to not invade his space too much now that she's aware of this possible quirk of his.

Alastor seems briefly surprised by her proximity and the fact she pulls back when she realizes she's gotten too close without him having to tell her. Others wouldn't have been that polite, or perhaps even notice his discomfort. Mimzy certainly wouldn't have cared whether he likes it or not. Clara was simply solidifying herself more and more as an excellent candidate for his plan.

"You know, for certain people I don't mind taking requests. I do mostly covers now, but I think I've almost convinced the owner to let me sing an original song eventually. Now I just have to pick from the ones I've written to show him my best one." Her smile is almost sheepish at the admittance she has written so many songs that haven't seen the light of day yet. But she hopes soon they will.

"So do let me know if there's a particular song you want to hear next time. I'll make sure to practice so it's just perfect." She tilts her head down a little bit, looking up at him through her eyelashes in an effort to look extra tempting.

"Hmmm. I'll have to think on it, see if I can think of a song that does that voice of yours justice." He eventually says, tapping his chin in thought.

"When you get the greenlight for the original song, let me know. I'll be sure to be there opening night." The charm and subtle flirtation comes easy to him, used to this game of cat and mouse by now from the previous people that had attempted to charm him.

Clara can't help the way she nervously but excitedly fidgets with the napkin below her drink as he promises to be there for the night of the original song.

"I can't wait!"

He quirks an eyebrow at her, a funny question that has been gnawing at his mind for a bit now bubbling to the surface.

“You seem much more…demure and modest compared to what I was expecting.” He says, and he only realizes how he's put his foot in his mouth when he sees the shock on her face and he's wide eyed and quickly speaking to clarify, but she stops him, gently holding her hand up to signal him to save it.

“Don't worry. I get it.” She giggles a moment, that innocent charm and excitement from before showing through.

“The sultry siren is what sells seats. Once I get to showcase my own songs I plan to show a lot more versatility.” She says, a wistful look on her face, her own imagination likely getting ahead of herself before she brings herself back to the here and now.

While she's preoccupied with her daydream, he can feel his plan coming together in his mind. He doesn't know why he didn't think of it before. Date someone long enough that all those pesky rumors stop, dump her, and go on with his life.

He has to admit…if he must use someone as a cover to get people to get off his back…she certainly seemed like one of the better options he could think of. She respected his personal space, had a strikingly lovely voice, good taste in music, and was such a fascinating little thing overall. She seemed far too intelligent and cultured to really fit in at this underground establishment. Something told him this wasn't her normal type of place and that had him curious. He's certain at the very least she'll be entertaining, and most importantly…tolerable, compared to a number of other women who had brazenly made their interest known. He didn't find his patience wearing thin with her the way it sometimes could with others, especially when they thought invading his personal space and getting up close and personal was the way to earn his affections.

He makes just enough small talk with her to learn when her next show is.

He's found his target, all he has to do is lay his traps.

#hazbin hotel #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor #alastor x oc

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lz-didyounotice · 1 year ago

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Baking weekends : The surprise

Those gifs do not belong to me.

Heyyyyy! How are you lots ? As promised, here comes another episode of the baking week ends ! This follows up the event of "An hymne to love", as well as the last espisode, "Kiss the cook".

Anyway... Hope you enjoy !

Froggit-

Warning : there's a lot of fluff, mention of making out in the tardis. English is not my first language.

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The grocery store seemed to be way too full for a Saturday morning. Paying for the few articles you had in your basket, you got out, frantically searching for your car. There was so little time until the doctor and Clara came back from another of their adventures.

Driving as fast as the law allowed you, you pulled up to your small cottage, sprinting toward your house, paper bags in hand. Your coat was quickly put on a hanger as your shoes went flying in the entry.

Washing your hands conscientiously, you tried to get your plan straight one more time, making sure nothing was missing.

You had wanted to surprise the Doctor for a long while now. Back when Amy and Rorry were still traveling with you, a brilliant idea had come to you in the form of a red recipe book. The cover was old and titled with circles and other intricate designs you soon realized, was Gallifreyan. Having seen the notes the doctor tended to leave in the console room for repairs the Tardis needed, it was only ever so obvious.

For the sake of this recipe, you had to go to small markets while on another planet, wanting to find every single ingredient of what the doctor had stated to be his favorite dessert back home. Finally opening the book, you couldn’t help yourself, and shed a tear as you saw the numerous yellow sticky notes on every page, annotations left by Donna, your previous self older sister.

"How can I be sure he ain't as rotten as the last one?"

Donna was upset to be keeped from such an important part of your life. If you were honest, you were sad to not be able to share it, but it was either that or losing her once more.

On that day, you had asked for her help, but she wanted to know more about that brilliant

stranger you said changed you in better ways.

"Do you reckon I would be baking for him if he weren't important?"

"Cor blimey, you two had been goin’ out for bleedin’ three years, and I still never met the bloke!"

“I told you he traveled an awful lot.” you let out passing by the radio and changing the station.

“Just spill it if he's scared of meeting mom.” She let out with a small laugh. You could only do the same, bumping her with your hip as you did so.

You missed her dearly, her and her sassy comebacks. Since your new “Regeneration” you haven't been able to see her. What would she even say ? She didn’t know this version of you, you didn’t even look the same, and putting her life at risk would be irresponsible. You had just hopped that may be one day you would meet her once more.

Putting up some energetic music, you wore your apron and got to work, sleeves put up to the elbow. The adventure only truly started now, something you waited so long to put up.

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The doctor and Clara had been off all day, the brunette insisting on going a little longer, still waiting for your signal. The timelord was starting to be suspicious of Claras behavior, wondering what got his companion so energized for such a long adventure, he even was starting to wonder if she wasn’t a clone trying to keep him from earth longer than normal.

But like the over-excited traveler he was, he couldn’t put down the offer, for all he knew, he was expected back at your cottage by the end of afternoon. Today was a busy day for you, and even if he wanted to have taken you with them, you insisted for them to spend some time together. It saddened him of course, none the less he understood today wasn’t a good day to go off with her.

Right now, the doctor was admiring a beautiful fez he had found within the small shop he and Clara came across, visiting a brand new planet. Soon enough he felt his shoulder being tapped on by the said girl, a tired smile visibly drawing itself on her lips. Asking the doctor to take her home, Clara had just closed her phone, saving it in her back pocket.

After buying the fez, he seemed proud as he pushed the levers on the console. Rocking his new hat, Clara only could wonder if he would ever come across one without having to put it on. Even if she didn’t dream of seeing him less happy, she wanted the surprise that awaited him back home would light him up even brighter.

With the Brunette back at her apartment, the doctor had no patience in waiting some more and launched the Tardis. Soon, his foot touched the vast landing of grass, still illuminated as the sun slowly hid behind the clouds.

Without any hesitation, his hand found the ringing bell of the small cottage, his heart pounding harder and harder as the seconds got by.

Passing your head by the now unlocked window, the doctor seemed to ignite, happy to finally be back. “Darling, the door is open! Come on in!” Your hair was a mess, your glasses hanging from around your neck, beautifully portrayed by the light of the setting sun highlighting your figure. Smiling at you, the doctor entered the house, coming practically 10 seconds later face to face with you. “Well, welcome home Sweetheart”.

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“I told you to not cheat! close those beautiful eyes before I smack you.”

The doctor was too curious to wait for the surprise you had put up for him. And right now, all he wanted was to take a tiny peak. But knowing how serious you could be about those things, he didn’t jocked around long before closing his eyes.

Soon you entered the room, a beautiful cake in your hands. Its sunny color, outshining the yellow of your apron. Slowing placing the cake before the Doctor. You gently brushed his shoulder. “Doctor, you can open them… ”

Finally letting go of his face, the man thought he was dreaming. Before him stood something that was supposed to be long gone, never to be seen again. And as he admired the wonderful pâtisserie, he couldn’t help but notice it wasn't just any Gallifreyan cake; it was a homemade one.

Both his hearts skipped a beat as he realized the significance of the gesture. Turning to his wife with a mixture of surprise and gratitude, he couldn't help but smile.

"Did you...?" he started, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

You couldn’t help but beamed with pride when you saw the love in his eyes. "Yes, Doctor. I thought since you couldn't go back to Gallifrey yet, I'd bring a little piece of it to you."

The Doctor's eyes shimmered with unshed tears as he looked at the cake, overwhelmed by the thoughtfulness of your gesture. At this moment, all he could think of was how much he loved you, and how much you meant.

Taking a deep breath to steady his emotions, the Doctor rose from his chair, wrapping both arms around you, burying his head in the crook of your neck, trying to hide his tears as they got out of control. Pulling you into a tight yet comforting hug, all he could muster was a soft “Thank you” thick with all the love he could let out. "This... means more to me than you could ever know."

Your hand was now passing on his back, soothing him as much as you could. Your other tangled itself with his soft hair as you stood there for another minute. You never wanted this embrace to end. But as you pulled slightly away, you could only see how much the doctor truly meant every word.

With a gentle smile, you reached down, your hand slowly cradling his cheek as you leaned in softly, closing the distance between them. Your breath mingled, warm yet sweet as your lips brushed together in a soft yet passionate kiss. But as you parted, the doctor only tried to reach for your lips, making you snort softly at the surprised look on his face.

“I do believe we still have to taste the cake, now don’t we?”

“I- … yes”

“We will continue… this after…-”

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And to say you had outdone yourself was an understatement. You would have expected it to taste funny with the numerous strange ingredients you had to add. It was heavenly, and by the doctor's face, you could only tell he was enjoying every second of it.

“Is it any good ?” Serving yourself another portion.

"Blimey, love! This... this is fantastic! Haven't had a nibble like this in eons... It's not just good, it's utterly brilliant! Delicious doesn't even begin to describe it!" He answered, still trying to shove more cake in his mouth.

Your cheeks flared up, genuinely happy, and proud you had done such good work. In the beginning, you feared it wouldn’t have the same taste as the one that existed back home, and you felt relieved that the doctor could recognize a fond memory in it.

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It was safe to say, the cake did not survive long enough. You and the doctor, now cuddling in the softness of the Tardis covers.

After the cake had been devoured, you had to have a turn. The thankful kisses you gave one another, turned into a heated session of making out against the tardis console, his fingerprints still lingering on your inner thighs. And just like that it was you and him against the world once more.

His fingers passed through your short ginger hair as a comfortable silence installed itself. You looked up at him and could tell he had some questions about the whole surprise.

“You have a lot of questions don’t you ?”

“I always do…”

“Ask away then, I know you’re curious.”

Shifting slightly closer, the doctor leaned onto his elbow, making his face right above you. “How long did this take you ?”

Your hand reaching out for his jaw, you pulled a small but sad grin. “I started trying back when Amy was still traveling with us. Unfortunately, I died shortly after so… been planning longer than our wedding. ”

The doctor laughed slightly with you, remembering the chaotic moment. “And the recipe? Where did you find it? The Tardis database is still written in Gallifreyan as far as I’m aware of- ”

“No such trouble when you have learned to read it.”

“What..?”

“Why so surprised? Did you think I would traverse the universe for eons and not try to embrace your culture? What sort of wife would I be ?”

And just when he thought he couldn’t love you more, he did. His hearts swelled with pride as he looked into your eyes. Caressing your cheek, he kissed your forehead, brushing away some strands of hair still in the way.

“You truly are remarkable (Y/N).....”

“It goes both ways my Bowtie maniac.”

And as the sun rose again on the Tardis, the two lovers intertwined once more, laying one against another as close as you could, afraid time might slip by and take you both apart.

You couldn’t have dreamed of a better outcome.

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Bonus :

“I knew Clara was up to something!” Complained the time lord only now realizing why his companion was so indecisive about where to land.

“Only figured now she had to keep you busy while I was baking?”

“That’s an awful trickery-”

“As far as I’m aware, if you hadn't been off, you wouldn’t have this wonderful fez of yours, now would you ?” Turning around him you swiftly took the red hat off his head, putting it on your own.

“Oi, mine-” He quickly tried to retrieve it, but knowing you it could be easy or involve a lot of running.

Dodging his hand, you took the opportunity to run off in the Tardis corridors singing “Nope, mine now!” as you ran across the control room.

“(Y/N)! ” The doctor was slightly panicked but it was just a matter of time before all of it evolved into laughter.

#11th doctor x reader!oc #the doctor x reader #doctor who x reader #doctor who x imortal reader #eleventh doctor x reader #noble family x reader #reader Oc #fluff

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queen-of-vees · 1 month ago

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Hey Velvette, you got any tea to spill on the other overlords?

I thought nobody would ask!

Ok ok, so we all know that Alastor fucked off, Vox and I are considering starting our own radio station. It's mainly his idea but I get to make the playlists or whatever lineups they call it.

Rosie lost wuote a few souls in the fight with heaven, a weak overlord in a vulnerable one. I'm just saying she should watch her back.

APPARENTLY Carmilla Carmine and Zestial have a thing going on. I mean, I see it, a dinosaur and a hag. Match heaven worthy if you ask me. Though Odette and Clara seem pretty single, might drag them out to a party if I can.

Valentino is trying to get Angel Dust back to living in Vee Towers but I don't gossip bad shit about the other Vees.

Thats all I can think of as of lately, I'll keep you updated XOXO

#~ 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐗𝐎𝐗𝐎 #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel velvette #the vees #roleplay #love money fame #best trio #overlord velvette #hazbin velvette

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maaarine · 6 months ago

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When an Orchestra Was No Place for a Woman (Farah Nayeri, The New York Times, Dec 23 2019)

"The Vienna Philharmonic, established in 1842, has been weighed down by history and by tradition, and by a somewhat convoluted recruitment process.

All players are recruited from the orchestra of the Vienna State Opera.

And until 1997, the opera would not allow women to audition for the philharmonic.

(The Vienna Philharmonic did have a woman performing regularly with it by then — the harpist Anna Lelkes played with them for 26 years, but was not allowed to join formally, and did not receive full payment, until 1997.) (…)

Women still make up less than half of most orchestras in Continental Europe.

An August 2019 survey by two University College London academics showed that in Continental orchestras, 36.6 percent of members were women.

In the United States, it was 40 percent, and in Britain, 44 percent.

“I don’t want to throw stones at Vienna, because all of us in classical music are in glass houses, in all questions of diversity,” said Gillian Moore, director of music at the Southbank Center in London, which includes the Royal Festival Hall.

“It’s clearly an odd thing to see an orchestra that is so predominantly male,” she said, referring to the Vienna Philharmonic. “I absolutely accept that they are making progress.”

The problem in classical music boils down to gender roles: what society and tradition allowed women to do, and how those roles endured.

Europe has recognized female musicians for at least three centuries — mainly pianists, harpists and vocalists.

Clara Schumann (1819-96), one of the most famous pianists of her time, composed her first piano concerto at age 16, performing it at the Leipzig premiere.

For the most part, however, women performed in private, not in public, except in all-female ensembles; the world’s first women’s orchestra was formed in Berlin in 1898.

Even in the United States, which was far less hidebound in terms of musical tradition, it was not until 1930 that an orchestra, in this case the Philadelphia Orchestra, hired a woman in a tenured position.

Entire sections of the orchestra remained male because their instruments were considered unladylike.

The cello was deemed indecorous because it had to be placed between a player’s legs.

Flutes and horns were thought to make a woman’s face look funny; percussion instruments were viewed as exclusively male.

But change does appear to be afoot in Austria. In September, Marin Alsop, an American, became the first female chief conductor of the Vienna Radio Symphony Orchestra.

By her own admission, she would not have been given the job a decade ago.

The Radio Symphony Orchestra “really own, and are accountable for, the fact that they’ve been extraordinarily conservative, almost to the point of absurdity, in terms of gender equality,” she said in an interview this month.

“They are extraordinarily open to the idea of righting this wrong.”"

#article #weaker sex #fyi in 2024 it had 24 women #out of 145

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★ [The Boy Who Leapt Through Time (and Time Again) on AO3] ★

(Bracelet Masterlist Here) TWIN PINES MASTERLIST

Mountain Dew Hat Man [F]

Video Rental [F]

Peanut Brittle [F]

Backyard Cookout [F]

"Don't Need Money, Don't Take Fame" [F]

Lite Beer [F]

Back in Town [F]

Manure Truck Driver [F]

A New Puppy [F]

Rite of Passage [F]

Baking Joey's Cake [F]

All-nighter [F]

Campfire [F]

Jennifer's Porch Swing [F]

"I think about it all the time." [F]

Synchronicity [F]

Dave's Night Off [F]

"Roll With Me, Henry" [F]

Playing Hooky [F]

Local Legend [F]

Babysitter [F]

"Duded-up, egg-suckin' gutter trash" [F]

Marlene's sleepover [F]

Out in the Desert [F]

The Honeymooners [F]

Clara's Diphtheria [F]

Twin Pines Mall Santa [F]

On the Radio [F]

24-Hour Scientific Services [F]

Blindspot [F]

Pepsi-Free (Free Day!) [F]

LONE PINE MASTERLIST

Mountain Dew Hat Man [F]

"Something very familiar about all this" [F]

Book Signing [F]

Hell Valley Biker Gang Ride [F]

"I Got to Double Back, My Friend" [F]

Biff's Grand Opening [F]

High School Sweetheart [F]

Wrong House [F]

Stolen Idea [F]

Point of No Return [F]

Reading George's First Draft [F]

The Easy Way [F]

Weather Experiment [F]

Jennifer's Bad Dream [F]

"Erased from Existence" [F]

Paradox [F]

Linda's Boutique [F]

Hill County Asylum [F]

A Sight for Sore Eyes [F]

Sleepyhead [F]

Bodyguard [F]

Lifelong Secret [F]

Marlene's Plan [F]

The Bottom of Clayton Ravine [F]

Tennis Match [F]

"YOUTH JAILED" [F]

Lone Pine Mall Santa [F]

Boarding School [F]

Something in the Mail [F]

Automobile Accident [F]

Pepsi Free (Free Day!) [F]

#back to the future #bttf #mcflyjuly #mcfly july #mcfly july 2024 #fanfiction #drabble collection #bttf moodboards #bttf aesthetics #bttf fanart #marty mcfly #doc and marty #doc brown #masterlist #the boy who leapt through time (and time again)

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lucius-morningstar · 1 year ago

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What's the point of you?

Lucius is use to forward questions, he really is. It's hell after all but there is one question that tends to bother him more then others. ------ Alastor: Well if it isn't our favorite little Prince, finally finished cleaning up your mess? Lucius: One, I am taller then you and two.. Piss off. Alastor: My oh my someone's in a wonderful mood today. What's the matter, did your little beau dump you, maybe find out about her little bastard. Lucius: Go do something productive with your time instead of bugging me Coatrack. Alastor: Actually I have a question, that's why I came to you. Lucius: I'm tempted to tell you to trot off elsewhere. Alastor: I suppose I could just go bother Charlie with my question if you're too grumpy, I'm sure she'd still be willing to make time for her favorite manager, even with her condition bein- Lucius: *growls* Okay, what the fuck do you want?! Alastor: Tsk tsk, so hostile. If you're going to be so moody maybe I should go ask Charlie- Lucius: Just ask your question Alastor. Alastor: What's your purpose? Lucius: ..Excuse me? Alastor: Your purpose, what's the point of you. I mean most don't openly choose to have twins right, and if Charlie married another royal, what would become of you. It kinda makes some sense that she has another woman partner, so I assumed that hey, at least the prince will be useful should she ever need an heir. Seeing as magic was an option all along, I'm now wondering.. What is your purpose. Why do you exist. Lucius: Twins aren't usually planned for one, but why don't you figure it out yourself, not that it's your business anyway. Alastor: It's okay that you don't know, not everyone can know everything. Just makes you kinda useless really. I mean why did they even pick Charlie to take over. Why not you, it just feels like you we're more of donor. If not to create a future heir then maybe some kinda limb or organ donor. Seriously what is the point of you. Lucius: Are you trying to anger me. Alastor: Depends, is it working? Lucius: Fuck off. Alastor: Aww, did I hurt your feelings or do you genuinely not know. Lucius: It's not your business there's your answer. Alastor: So you don't know.. How long has that question plagued your thoughts. Hmm, makes me wonder if you have a place at all- Lucus: You ever think I might be an advisor, a guard or anything along those lines. Alastor: ..No. Cause Vaggie is practically Charlie's little guard on top of helping this place and well let's be fair. Charlie doesn't follow anyone's advice but her own.. And maybe Vaggie's if the idea falls into her own. So no, it doesn't sound like you have much of a purpose in that regard either. Lucius: Fine whatever, think what you want. Alastor: So you don't know either, how interesting. Lucius: I just want you to leave me alone. Is that a lot to ask of the oh so mighty powerful radio demon. To just leave me be. Fuck off somewhere. Alastor: Fine. Seems like you don't know anything more then I do. Must really suck to know you don't stand anywh- Lucius: *Growls* I SAID FUCK OFF! Alastor: Very well.. Lucius: ..Annoying fucking coatrack. I need to go somewhere, blow off steam. ------ Charlie: *Sighs* Vaggie: What's wrong babe? Charlie: Lucius is going to Bee's. Vaggie: Gluttony District, why? Charlie: Didn't say but he only goes there when he's not in a good headspace. Vaggie: I'm sure he'll be fine. Don't over think it, he's probably just stressed with this whole baby thing and still trying to figure out how to talk to Clara. He'll perk up eventually. Charlie: I hope so..

#hotel hazbin #hazbin hotel #hazbinhotel #hazbin #hazbin alastor #alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #charlie morningstar #charlie x vaggie #vaggie x charlie #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel charlie #Hazbin Hotel Charlie Morningstar #hazbin hotel vaggie #vaggie hazbin hotel #hazbin vaggie #vaggie #fan character #Fan Oc

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I'm curious - if Daniil is Film and Artemiy is Theatre, what media do you think Clara might be? Assuming the Film and Theatre won't be reused/reunited in her route.

I was thinking about radio - at first because of sarafan radio, then because of illegal radio stations in USSR where the forbidden bands and bards could be heard, among other things. Bard connection could be especially interesting, because of Clara ending being connected to both the tradition (town) and the "future" (polyhedron), and how the minstrels and troubadours go way back to middle ages and further and yet found a new life in the bards?

And of course the jester connection, the trickster connection. Also the association with travelling and beggars and travelling performers. So I think radio kinda fits? Sorry for a long rant, I hope you don't mind))

I think you should’ve made it your own post, anon. This is an interesting idea. I vote on radio too. Even though television fits Clara even better it’s a bit too modern for Pathologic.

Radio fits because it’s a medium for broadcasting, reaching as big an audience as can be reached. Unlike film or theater that make a bigger impact but have more limited outreach. All of it is about (among other things) spreading of ideas which is viral in nature. A bit of information jumps from human to human in the same way a virus does, mutates and adapts along the way. The term ‘meme’ (derived from gene) comes from this analogy.

The entire game is about the clash of ideas, which worldview prevails, which set of beliefs comes out on top. The Plague is an active participant in this clash, therefore all the talk about it having its own agency, having a voice and so on. It is fitting for Clara to be both the Plague and a Saint. Religion, or a strong moral ideology, is a nice counterweight to something as powerful as an ideology of Destruction (Plague can be a metaphor for fascism, which is a death cult).

Internet would be an even better metaphor for Clara, seeing how it facilitates both the rise of fascism and, well, wokeism. But radio works well enough.

#pathologic #clara saburova #pathologic 4

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daryfromthefuture · 1 year ago

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🎵 MCFLY JULY 2024⭐️

have you ever wondered what marty's life looked like prior to his time travel escapades - in both timelines? for this year's mcfly july, i am uncovering his diary entries, one prompt at a time!

format: 🌲🌲/🌲

mountain dew hat man

video rental/"something very familiar about all this"

peanut brittle/book signing

backyard cookout/hill valley biker gang ride

"don't need money, don't take fame"/"i got to double back, my friend"

lite beer/biff's grand opening

back in town/high school sweetheart

manure truck driver/wrong house

a new puppy/stolen idea

rite of passage/point of no return

baking joey's cake/reading george's first draft

all-nighter/the easy way

campfire/weather experiment

jennifer's porch swing/jennifer's bad dream

"i think about it all the time/"erased from existence"

synchronicity/paradox

dave's night off/linda's boutique

"roll with me henry"/hill county asylym

playing hooky/a sight for sore eyes

local legend/sleepyhead

babysitter/bodyguard

"duded-up, egg-suckin gutter trash"/lifelong secret

marlene's sleepover/marlene's plan

out in the desert/the bottom of clayton ravine

the honeymooners/tennis match

clara's diphtheria/"YOUTH JAILED"

twin pines mall santa/lone pine mall santa

on the radio/boarding school

24-hour scientific services/something in the mail

blind spot/automobile accident

pepsi free (free day!)

(i took the banner picture myself. i know, hard to believe i know marty mcfly in person 😎)

#back to the future #bttf #marty mcfly #bttf fic #mcflyjuly #mcfly july #mcflyjuly 2024

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gnomothrashpank · 1 month ago

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quiero dejar clara mi profunda solidaridad a los crust punk sobre todo a ellos a la vez y otros y Anarquistas los cuales algunos son gente conocida mia de mi pais natal Chile y Santiago ciudad en que resido en la actualidad, puesto que estos ultimos dias han estado muy movidos por un situacion demasiado subreal que sucedio en el cementerio y tambien dejar una posicion critica con lo que ha sido la prensa en chile plagada de mentiras y clasismo muy marcado sobre lo que son personas de barrios populares.

El pasado 14 de Mayo de viralizo un video donde aparece Diego conocido como ´´ Madame Castel´´ en el ambiente underground, vocalista de una banda de Powerviolence llamada Sukeban.

El contexto del video fue en el cementerio general de Santiago en el cual se aprecia a Diego saliendo de un nicho abierto con el craneo de una persona y despues andando en un skate sobre lapidas y en la tumba del presidente Salvador Allende, si bien la actitud de meterse a un nicho a sacar osamentas y patinar es bastante reprochable, tampoco no olvidemos que el robo de osamentas de tumbas tampoco es algo nuevo que ocurra desde hace poco, por lo general el cementerio esta super abandonado puesto que no se ve ninguna persona guardando el lugar adentro, La vez que yo fui a hacer fotos habian tumbas subterraneas abiertas y mosaicos rotos, asi que no es necesario decir que el robo de tumbas en Chile es algo reciente esto viene desde hace decadas atras.

Mientras que la prensa Noticias y Matinales solo se dedico a armar un circo y criminalizarlo por su vestimenta y su apariencia fisica

tal como lo hizo Jose Antonio Neme del matinal basura de Mucho gusto incluso emitiendo discursos clasistas en directo tales como ´´ Punk de barrio Meiggs´´ esto haciendo alusion de un barrio popular de comercio en Santiago y que segun el discurso de este periodista el no era punk solo por no llevar objetos cliche de un punk como lo puede ser un mohicano y botas militares esto el lo dijo sin siquiera tener idea de punk y sus derivados incluso llegando a burlarse de como tenia su pelo y su bigote, toda la prensa en chile ;tvn, chv, Mega, canal 13, esto incluyendo radios y prensa como diarios todos estos armaron un circo mediatico de varios dias mientras que la misma gente a la hora de viralizarse el video le tenian sus datos e informacion incluso amenazando a gente que no tuvo nada que ver tal como le paso a los muchachxs de ´´ Malamuerte serigrafia ´´ que gente sin conocer fue y los insulto tambien comenzaron a aparecer los Moralistas y la policia del punk y los ´´Antipunk´´ a amenazar con golpizas callejeras a quienes sean del movimiento.

A diego lo metieron preso quizas por cuanto tiempo, mientras que a politicos ladrones/ pedofilos y a criminales del comun les dan Arresto Domiciliario y les abren un sumario.

Armaron un escandalo con algo que lleva ocurriendo de Años en chile y no Armaron un escandalo con unos Morenazis adictos a la pastabase y a mendigar por twitter que Vandalizaron la Tumba de Victor Jara y destruyeron su guitarra

les dejo la captura de lo hicieron estos Bastardos

Esto fue lo que dijo el periodista que no conoce nada de punk ni de la realidad del chileno comun y que se cree dueño de la verdad y con la moral de andar criticando al resto

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I want to make clear my deep solidarity with crust punk, especially them, and with other anarchists, some of whom are acquaintances from my hometown, Chile, and Santiago, the city where I currently reside. These past few days have been very hectic due to a surreal situation that happened at the cemetery. I also want to express my criticism of the Chilean press, which has been plagued by lies and marked classism about people from working-class neighborhoods.

On May 14th, a video went viral featuring Diego, known as "Madame Castel" in the underground scene, the vocalist of a power violence band called Sukeban.

The context of the video was set in Santiago's general cemetery, where Diego can be seen emerging from an open niche containing a person's skull and then riding a skateboard over tombstones and the tomb of President Salvador Allende. While the practice of entering a niche to remove bones and skate is quite reprehensible, let's not forget that grave robbery isn't something new that has only recently begun. The cemetery is generally super-abandoned, as no one is seen guarding the place inside. The time I went to take photos, there were open underground tombs and broken mosaics, so it goes without saying that grave robbery in Chile is a recent phenomenon; it has been going on for decades.

While the Noticias y Matinales press only dedicated itself to creating a circus and criminalizing him for his clothing and physical appearance,

just as Jose Antonio Neme of the Mucho Gusto trash morning show did, even broadcasting classist speeches live such as "Punk from Barrio Meiggs," alluding to a popular commercial neighborhood in Santiago and that according to this journalist's speech, he was not a punk just because he did not wear cliché punk objects such as a Mohawk and military boots. He said this without even having any idea about punk and its derivatives, even going so far as to make fun of his hair and mustache. The entire press in Chile; TVN, CHV, Mega, Channel 13, this including radio and press such as newspapers, all of these created a media circus that lasted several days, while the same people, when the video went viral, had their data and information, even threatening people who had nothing to do with it, just as happened to the boys from "Malamuerte silkscreen" that people I didn't know were insulted. Moralists, punk police, and "Antipunk" members also began to appear, threatening street beatings against those in the movement.

Diego was imprisoned, perhaps for a certain amount of time, while thieving politicians/pedophiles and common criminals were given house arrest and a case was opened against them.

They made a fuss about something that's been happening in Chile for years, and they didn't. They made a fuss about some Morenazis addicted to pasta base and begging on Twitter who vandalized Victor Jara's grave and destroyed his guitar.

Here's a screenshot of what these bastards did.

DIEGO ´´ MADAME CASTEL´´ A LA CALLE (A)

#hardcore punk #punk rock #punk #Youtube

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ninjamelissajulien · 2 years ago

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a barbie essay that no one asked for or will even care about but I'm gonna write it anyway :)

I hate the Barbie Movie (2023) Ken. It completely missed the point of Ken and his connection to Barbie. I get that it is a societal commentary on men/toxic masculinity/the patriarchy but the fact that the movie makes a huge deal over "women don't need to solve men's problems for them" then has Barbie (Robbie) solve Ken's problem kind of ruined the message. A lot of what the movie was going for went way too heavy-handed in social commentary while also trying to be silly creating a mix of oil and water. There was no reason for the businessmen to go to Barbieland, or even have them leave the building as they offered nothing after Barbie escaped. The poppy radio music, for the most part, distracts from the story. Having a woman as beautiful as Margot Robbie said that she wasn't beautiful anymore while having her look normal, and the narrator poking at that fact was a bit too tongue-in-cheek. Barbie is beautiful, no matter what doll she is because she sees herself as beautiful. It's self-confidence, not narcissism.

Ken, in the movie, is a selfish prick who can only see himself in Barbie's shadow. He only sees himself in terms of Barbie's boyfriend/love. Barbie never reciprocates that idea. Barbie doesn't owe him anything. She never leads him on or teases him, she doesn't even truly flirt with him. She's just friends with all of the Ken's and Allen. Ken is the one who tries to kiss her, then gets miffed when she doesn't respond. He's the one constantly pushing the idea of being with her. He becomes a misogynistic jerk who spreads the patriarchal idea to the other Kens, forcing toxic masculinity into an area that was a safe haven for women and Allen. Again, I understand that it's a social commentary, but I think it went way too far into it to the point that it lost its own messages.

I absolutely despise the fact that the teen daughter called Barbie a "fascist". Are you serious? I get that the term "Bimbo" has been connotated to Barbie (the dumb blonde stereotype, the 'perfect body' with no brain, only focusing on fashion/beauty rather than empowering women stereotypes) but that in no way deserves a term meant for white supremacy/Nazis. Society changed its view on Barbie, connotating it with negative terms rather than the empowerment of girls/women/even young boys. Yes, there is no ethical consumption under capitalism and it is still under the brand of Mattel. Still, the ideals of what Barbie is should be finding yourself, seeing yourself in new ways, and believing in what you can become without restraints. Barbie dolls, in recent years, have become exceptionally diverse in appearance and ethnicities, even having a Down syndrome girl, amputee Barbies, Vitiligo, and so many more.

In terms of spreading a positive message to young girls, the original Barbie Movies (2001-Present) have better visuals on showing strength while having male Kens that support the Barbie protagonist without forcing relationships. In later years, the movies even drop the idea of Barbie ending up in a relationship by the end of the movie (i.e. Starlight Adventures, Three Musketeers, Diamond Castle [this one, arguably is Queer implied], Mermaid Tales 1/2, and Princess Charm School just to name a few).

In my personal opinion, the early Barbie Movies (Barbie in the Nutcracker [2001], Barbie as Rapunzel [2002], Barbie Swan Lake [2003], and Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper [2004]) have the best feminist messages as well as Nutcracker/Princess and the Pauper having the best versions of Ken.

Barbie in the Nutcracker: Clara is a responsible teenager (approx. 16-18) who still shows outbursts of being angry, upset, cautious, and caring. She is caring and protective of the Nutcracker from the moment she is gifted him by Aunt Elizabeth, even to the point of talking gently to him and fixing his arm after Tommy accidentally breaks it. Eric sees this and, in turn, becomes protective over her but not obsessively. He cares for her, is gentle around her, even the way he talks softens.

Clara is willing to do what it takes to save him, even facing her fear and allowing the fairies to take her to the Palace of Sweets to save Eric. She has a moment of doubt, she could always just leave Parthenia using the locket, but "I'm their only hope." She chooses bravery. She chooses to stand between Eric and the Mouse King, protecting him and standing up against the tyrant. She even holds her ground as the Mouse King is about to hit her with a spell. Clara is brave, but also kind.

Eric is loyal but also fearful. He knows of the sorrows of his people, but because of his curse, he doesn't want to reveal himself as the missing Prince. The people of Parthenia blamed Eric for the pain and suffering, thinking that he abandoned them in their time of need when Eric was always searching for the one thing that could not only break the curse upon him but save the people of Parthenia- the Sugar Plum Princess. So much of Eric's dialogue, especially with Clara, is gentle but also somber. He cares for his people, he spends his whole time trying to repair the damage that the Mouse King caused.

"I... I didn’t want to be the prince when I had the chance… now I don’t deserve to be…" [...] "But my subjects think less of me than they do the Mouse King!... My only hope is to find the Sugar Plum Princess so she can help me restore my people’s happiness… I owe them that."

"Heh, least I could do for an old friend." [Here, he still shows respect for someone he grew up beside, not only in saving his life but seeing him as an equal].

"I’m only half the reason." [Eric is being humble, sharing respect and honor with Clara in terms of the group finding the island across the Sea of Storms.]

"There’s more to being a king than having a crown! ... You’ll never gain their loyalty until you’ve earned their respect!" [...] "Well... that’s for the people to decide." [Throughout his journey, Eric learned how to earn respect rather than take it by being royal. He proved himself in front of his people, who, in turn, accepted him as their King].

~you might notice I'm a bit biased toward BitN~

Alternatively, Julian/Dominick in PatP are just as respectful toward Anneliese and Erika. Julian knows that in his place as a tutor, he would never be able to marry Anneliese since she is a princess. Anneliese knows, just as well, that it is her birthright and duty to tend to the kingdom in any way she can- even if that means sacrificing her own happiness for her people. Anneliese would rather be studying science with Julian, but instead, she was to be wed off to the mysterious king Dominick. Julian knew Anneliese better than anyone [minus Seraphina], to the point that he knew something was wrong just by the scent of the stationary. Lilac, not rose. He risks his life to save her.

Dominick doesn't force himself onto "Anneliese" [Erika] but rather takes the time to get to know her and earn her trust. The song "If You Love Me For Me" is meant to show that their hearts yearn for the true sense of the self, rather than the facade and royal titles. Dominick knows that Erika wouldn't mean harm, and in turn, trusts her and helps her break out of prison. Dominick even promises to wait for Erika as she travels the world as a singer, allowing Erika the chance to find herself and enjoy her dream before she chooses to return to him. Even if she hadn't come back, he knew that his love would be for her and her alone.

Eric, Dominick, and Julian are fantastic representations of a loving Ken. All three are smart, memorable, independent male characters who can stand on their own, but also are caring towards Clara, Anneliese, and Erika. Even Barbie in the Three Musketeers goes after the idea of the patriarchy, and even hypocritical ideology. That the Prince would rather believe that a man could fly before a woman could be a musketeer.

TLDR; if you want positive Barbie role models, watch the OG Films.

*Quotes copied from Barbie Movies Wiki- Barbie in the Nutcracker transcript*

@lovely-english-rose , my Barbie bestie, feel free to add your thoughts as well

#barbie #barbie (2023)#Barbie Movie (2023)#Barbie Movies #Barbie in the Nutcracker #Barbie princess and the pauper #NMJ Analyzes

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bgsbracelets · 11 months ago

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★ Bracelet Edition! ★

TWIN PINES MASTERLIST

Mountain Dew Hat Man [B]

Video Rental [B]

Peanut Brittle [B]

Backyard Cookout [B]

"Don't Need Money, Don't Take Fame" [B]

Lite Beer [B]

Back in Town [B]

Manure Truck Driver [B]

A New Puppy [B]

Rite of Passage [B]

Baking Joey's Cake [B]

All-nighter [B]

Campfire [B]

Jennifer's Porch Swing [B]

"I think about it all the time." [B]

Synchronicity [B]

Dave's Night Off [B]

"Roll With Me, Henry" [B]

Playing Hooky [B]

Local Legend [B]

Babysitter [B]

"Duded-up, egg-suckin' gutter trash" [B]

Marlene's sleepover [B]

Out in the Desert[B]

The Honeymooners [B]

Clara's Diphtheria [B]

Twin Pines Mall Santa [B]

On the Radio [B]

24-Hour Scientific Services [B]

Blindspot [B]

Pepsi-Free (Free Day!) [B]

LONE PINE MASTERLIST

Mountain Dew Hat Man [B]

"Something very familiar about all this" [B]

Book Signing [B]

Hell Valley Biker Gang Ride [B]

"I Got to Double Back, My Friend" [B]

Biff's Grand Opening [B]

High School Sweetheart [B]

Wrong House [B]

Stolen Idea [B]

Point of No Return [B]

Reading George's First Draft [B]

The Easy Way [B]

Weather Experiment [B]

Jennifer's Bad Dream [B]

"Erased from Existence" [B]

Paradox [B]

Linda's Boutique [B]

Hill County Asylum [B]

A Sight for Sore Eyes [B]

Sleepyhead [B]

Bodyguard [B]

Lifelong Secret [B]

Marlene's Plan [B]

The Bottom of Clayton Ravine [B]

Tennis Match [B]

"YOUTH JAILED" [B]

Lone Pine Mall Santa [B]

Boarding School [B]

Something in the Mail [B]

Automobile Accident [B]

Pepsi Free (Free Day!) [B]

#back to the future #bttf #mcflyjuly #mcfly july #mcfly july 2024 #masterlist #bttfbffs #friendship bracelets #bg's bracelets #charm bracelets #fandom bracelets

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useless-catalanfacts · 1 year ago

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Hi sorry if this a weird question but I do like some gossip. What was the reaction in Catalan social media spaces when it was found out that Piqué was cheating on Shakira?😂

Weird questions are more than welcome!

It was VERY talked about, and all the songs that Shakira has published about it became instant hits. The "clara-mente" and "perdona que te sal-piqué" added so much drama that it was impossible to escape this topic on TV, radio, friends conversations, social media, etc. I don't follow social media accounts that talk about celebrities' personal lives, and I try to avoid it as much as possible so I can't say more details, but it was very present. I think everyone was very shocked that Piqué cheated on literal Shakira, you can't get any better than that?! She's the person that embodies the idea of hotness, she's also amazingly talented, rich, and seems genuinely smart and a good person. Recently, Shakira's image has fallen a lot because of her evading taxes, but still. Piqué was generally loved here before this scandal, but now I think many people don't like him anymore because of what he did.

(I wish there was a comprehendible way to explain who Angelines from La Competència is. La Competència is a humour show on the radio and the character Angelines has talked about this SO MUCH, it's hilarious but difficult to explain without a lot of La Competència lore.)

#ask #anonymous

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honey-bunny-sushii · 2 years ago

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Dani comes to a Realization after Clara was shot. Killing Anton will only cause more deaths. At least with him president it will end in only a few years.

Killing him would cause war and death within the country. Clara even Said it herself. She claimed she would stay and fight for the people but really she would only kill the people.

The only hope for yara is Diego. The small little Castillo can save everything in only a few years. He just needs someone to take care of him..

Really teach him right from wrong. Standing next to Juan she thinks. She thinks hard. About the future. About the deaths that have happened. And the deaths that will happen. She looks at Juan. She knows the moment he finds out about her wanting to back out he and mama won't hesitate to put her down....

"for yara" are the last words Juan hears before his body falls limp. His head slams into the floor. Churro barks and pulls at her pant leg.

She pushed him away and grabs a radio.

And sighs her freedom away for the better of yara. And for Diego.

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WAS THIS SAD? MAYBE. i might continue on this idea.

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bisluthq · 10 months ago

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Lol if you think Taylor did what she did with Olivia because she's just a cutthroat business bitch who wanted her coin because Olivia said she got the idea to shout in a bridge from Cruel Summer. She came for Olivia because Olivia's success when Sour finally came out bothered her and Taylor wanted to dress her down. People forget that Deja Vu had been out as a single for almost 2 months before Taylor asked for credit. They asked for credit at the end of May the same insider who knew the credit situation was happening before it was officially done in July literally said this at the time. It was after Olivia's album was released and was a massive success, critically acclaimed in a way that was just huge and had a lot of people realizing that she wasn't just a flash in the pan girl having a little moment with Drivers License that Taylor changed her tune. And that's also what Olivia's cowriter literally said himself, that people 'get funny' about things when something becomes a big success. Taylor is insecure, she's not warm to young female artists who get too close to her own combined mainstream commercial success + critical acclaim + prestige personal female songwriter + Grammy wins. Listen to Clara Bow. Sabrina, Gracie, Phoebe et al will never bother her in the same way because Sabrina isn't a serious songwriter, Gracie is mediocre and Phoebe is indie. Girls like Olivia and now also Billie who have major, major success in a way that is very close to Taylor's young success (Billie even has the Oscars that Taylor has thirsted after for years) are basically the girl at the end of Clara Bow, who can be the next 'her' but with 'edge'.

but to me the very fact that she only did it when Olivia was big *is* what makes her a cutthroat bitch rather than a nasty bully? That’s the part I think we fundamentally disagree on. It would be extremely rude to go get your money from a random girl who’s releasing little SoundCloud songs or little TikTok songs lmao because 1) genuinely not much money to get there at all so like a cash grab is uncalled for 2) absolutely not a business threat.

As you rightly point out, Olivia was fast becoming one. And she had done so while punting her connection to Taylor. That obviously bothered Taylor lol.

Again, on male artists - I am certain Postie bothers Ed. Evidence: Postie is very much going for Ed’s vibe as a nice guy who writes across a few genres, is a very fucking serious chart performer, and has major critical success. Interestingly, while Ed loves to collab with people (more so than Taylor does) and although Postie has done multiple shoutouts to Ed and has said that he’s a big fan, there’s radio silence from Ed regarding Postie lol. Is that because Ed is a bitter old hag? Maybe. But no one would ever characterize (side note that took me way too long to spell correctly just now) Ed that way lol or look for evidence of him being bothered even (although I genuinely believe him to be bothered). Harry’s like the same age as Ed give or take and they’re friends but they’ve been demonstrably less close since Harry went solo and even more so since Harry started charting super well while also receiving songwriting acclaim. I think that’s coming from Ed, who has become somewhat more bothered by the situation, and not from Harry. Again, he’s allowed to be though.

I also think we understand Clara Bow in profoundly different ways tbh. It’s a commentary on how famous women are treated in society and she parallels her experiences with those of other women. It’s not her saying “fuck everyone” lol. In fact, Clara Bow is calling out that very thing - that there can only be one. And that’s only done to women. No one has said “Ed’s over, Postie’s the new Ed” and no one ever will. People only do that to women.

That said, again, yes obviously she’s going to compete with Billie and Olivia and other huge artists? Why shouldn’t she?? Why must she just go “yayyy” to that lol?

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