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I'll write more on the recent episodes in the morning because I have to go toss my ass outside in what's left of the snowbanks to cool the fuck down, holy shit.

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And then you have this moment! They have been flirting back and forth, obviously attracted to each, but MC respected Xenia's space and her quirks. Let her work out everything for herself. MC never put any pressure on her and in the end, Xenia is the one to pull her close, to show MC how much she does care.

Ugh, I love these two.

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I could wax poetic about the writing and how it didnt fall into the usual tropes some of these stories tend to circle themselves into.

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And in the distance you can hear the sound of jaws hitting the floor

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Oh my god this whole scene

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ALSO LOOK AT THIS CUTIE!!!!

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I have never hated a character more than Tansy, holy shit she's such trash.

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If Ariel was under Ursula’s care and grew up to be her sea witch apprentice. Canonically, Ursula was Ariel’s aunt (but the concept was abandoned then brought back in a book as I’ve heard…)  See a higher resolution at my twitter :)! 

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We love your OCs.

We love that you create.

We love that you build worlds and stories and imagine.

We love that you draw.

That you write.

That you sew.

That you make playlists and hashtags and headcanons and threads.

You are so much.

And we are grateful for that muchness.

Please keep creating. The Arcana, or whatever makes your spirit sing that day.

Please.

And thank you.

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I've been going back and picking different dialogue options and DAMN I cant wait till we get more interaction between the three.

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MC is so damn smooth I love it

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LOL seems like Enzo likes Cecelia more than the cowboy so far

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Teef teef teef teef

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Take a Moment

A what if for the end of episode 8 simply because I wanted a different path and I wanted to get back into the practice of writing small drabbles.

Lynn walked down the hallway as calmly as she could with her heart beating like a hummingbird in her chest and Danilo’s gaze piercing her back. 

He’d managed to corner her in the library, venom in his voice as he asked about the fruit in the garden and if she had eaten it. Of course she played dumb. Lynn was well aware of how Danilo hates Xenia and she does not want to give him anymore ammunition.

She doesn’t want to listen to him another moment, but his words follow her out of the library and into the empty hallway.

A poisonous fruit to all but the Royal bloodline, a simple pawn in her games, she would let you die for her schemes.

That couldn’t be right, she thinks, Xenia wouldn’t let her be poisoned.

Lynn finds herself standing before the door to Xenia’s room, her thoughts starting to spin faster in a jumbled mess. Xenia said to trust her, no harm would come to her, but was that the truth? She had eaten that fruit, partly out of trust, more so out of not wanting to disappoint the woman she’d grown infatuated with.  

And therein lies the problem. Just like when she was a child, she threw herself at the first person to give her any sort of attention, blind to the dangers lurking behind smiles and pretty words. Now Lynn finds herself in a den of vipers.

Clenching her hands tightly at her sides, Lynn tries to take a deep breath. She should find Xenia, give her a piece of her mind, should take that out she’d always been offered.

No. She wouldn’t go off half-cocked and angry.

Lynn exhales slowly, easing the tension in her body. What she needs right now is distance and a place where she can speak freely. Spinning on her heel, Lynn heads out of the palace knowing exactly where to go. 

Hopefully Hazel isn’t too mad if she shows up this late at night.