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randomfoggytiger · 2 months ago

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I kind of hate even asking this question but I’m going to ask it anyway.

Why do you think CC decided to totally retcon the mythology in the revival? Do you think he was bored of it? Did he think it didn’t fit in with “modern times”?

I know the mythology was kind of a mess at the end but I don’t think it was so bad that it was beyond saving.

It’s just, when you watch the struggles and accept the retcon it makes the Orginal Series feel like a waste of time. I’ve also heard theories that the Struggle episodes are told by an “unreliable narrator” for example CSM is an unreliable narrator in MSIII, Jackson is unreliable in MSIV. That just sounds like a cop out. It all just gives me a headache honestly. 🙁

tl;dr: CC is interested in new ideas; and will always be willing to cast off old ones in pursuit of fresher perspectives. His passion for the latter mythology was born from Dr. Simon's and Dr. Fearon's last-minute theory; but when it got fan backlash, he pivoted the focus from his revitalized mythology to the abandoned William arc. However: because he was chasing tantalizing ideas rather than a focused conclusion, Carter completely fumbled in his attempts to close up old threads in order to start afresh.

A couple reasons:

CC and Spotnitz wrapped up the original mythology in Season 6 (One Son), deciding that it had both blossomed out of control and somehow come together. Mythology wrapped up, they then finished off the Samantha arc in Season 7 and began a new mytharc in Season 8. Season 8's Existence, according to Spotnitz, functioned as the end of the original X-Files as a whole--

Spotnitz: "And the series will be different, whoever comes back for it [Season 9]-if there is another year. We’re still working out what that final story is, but there are a couple of elements that we know are going to be in there. And those two elements close the chapter.”

and,

Spotnitz: Whatever I said, what I mean to say is that 8 years of the series will come to a close this May, regardless of whether there is an X-Files next season. I actually believe most of the important questions about the mythology have already been answered, believe it or not, and you will see some new ones asked in upcoming shows.

--leaving room for Season 9 to begin a new chapter for the show (one no longer centered on Mulder and Scully's evolving story, since it had been concluded.)

That... didn't work. So, IWTB's focus, years later, was on a MOTW instead, with the hope that it would succeed and become a stepping stone to a movie-mythology franchise series.

That didn't work, either. But CC never gave up hope for a 3rd movie.

Then 2015 rolled around and FOX approached him for a revival.

Carter: I had one question thrown out to me at a meeting. [Fox Television CEO] Dana Walden asked, “If there were another series, when do you think you could begin work on it?” It wasn’t an overture, more of a practical issue. That was before the show ever aired and they knew what the ratings would be. There’s been no conversation about doing more of these. With the ratings news, it’s hard to imagine that they wouldn’t come back to us.

I would love to do another movie. Especially coming off that second movie, which had such a heavy weight upon it: A summer-release, low-budget movie, with no promotion, in a crowded field of tentpole fare. I was asked to do so much with so little. And I tried! If we were to do another movie, it would need to be akin to the first movie, which I thought was a story worthy of the big screen. That said, I can’t imagine they won’t want to somehow figure out how to do this on TV.

CC didn't know where to take the show, and only signed on after being told the season would be short (and might give him a movie, which is what he really wanted.) It was Dr. Anne Simon that actually got him excited about the mytharc again: as she tells it,

"What was the Conspiracy? This [Struggle I and II] is the conspiracy. Now, did Chris know that this was the conspiracy [since the original show]? Obviously not-- because I told him what the conspiracy was. But he knew that there was a Conspiracy-- he just didn’t know what it was. But when I told him, when I gave him this idea [plot for MSI/II], he was just, ‘This is amazing’-- I mean, he was so happy. ‘I want more, I want more, I want more!’ And every time I sent him these pages, typed pages, he was just, he was extremely happy. I could tell how happy he was.”

(Dr. Anne Simon's an interesting rabbit hole to go down, btw. Gonna do a post on her contributions in the future.)

He redid the focus of the show in Season 10; and his writers and collaborators and even his actors-- David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson, both-- thought it was a well-written season (I know....) But the fans did not.

So, CC made a statement after FOX confirmed S11: shippers had been heard-- there would be more MSR and William. So much so, he brought William back purposefully to give his arc a resolution.

And when that didn't work out-- when CC's 'perfect' ending was hated by fans (and famously, Gillian) for feeling more like a cop out than an address-and-move-forward conclusion, he felt slighted and misunderstood.

In short, Carter wasn't invested in his series anymore-- and, to be fair, neither were David and Gillian: all three (and Spotnitz) wanted to do movies instead. FOX said no; so, they took on Season 8 and 9. When the middling traction from S8 flopped in S9, CC deviated from the mytharc and did IWTB. That flubbed; and he let the matter rest for a few years (still hoping for more movies.) When FOX only agreed to do another series, he didn't know what to do with the mytharc. Then Dr. Anne Simon and Margaret Fearon gave him a direction-- and, yes, both worked on (and cosigned) the mytharc episodes-- and got him excited to do something new; and more of it. And we all saw what happened thereafter.

(Dr. Anne Simon also worked on the OG mytharc episodes, and has nothing but good things to say about them and the Revival. Again, a future rabbit hole.)

In conclusion: once CC's interest is engaged, he loses track of all else and devotes his aspirations to that one thing-- to the detriment of not only the whole picture (i.e. mythology) but also other equally important moving parts (i.e. Gillian's desire to move on.)

I could go on, but I think that's it for now.

#txf #x files #the x files #xf meta #CC #Revival #mytharc #Mulder #Scully #Dr. Anne Simon #xfiles #x-files #meta #thoughts #analysis #S8 #S9 #Spotnitz

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hyzenthlayroseart · 24 days ago

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I wanted to save these for when I was done with the whole project but I have a feeling the next few entries will take a long time to make since each era has so many movies (Renaissance Era, Experimental Era and the Modern Era) and I got impatient with myself so I'm posting what's done so far.

So I decided to do a project where I draw films from each Disney era together. For those who don't know about Disney's animation eras, here's a good guide: https://www.bfi.org.uk/features/many-merry-eras-disney

The Renaissance Era had to be split into two drawings, I have a feeling the next two eras will have to be split into two or more drawings as well.

So! In the previous era Disney was in a very, very low place. However, that would all change in 1989 with the release of The Little Mermaid. The film was a massive success both critically and commercially, and it even won two Oscars (Best Original Song for "Under the Sea" and Best Original Score).

Their next film was actually the first sequel produced by Walt Disney Feature Animation. While the film got good reviews, it sadly didn't earn quite as much as The Little Mermaid (and to this day it's sadly the least-remembered from this era). It still has a notable role in Disney animation's history as it was their first animated film to use their new software system CAPS (Computer Animation Production System, a digital ink and paint system that would be used for all Renaissance films that came after).

Massive critical and commercial success would come back with Beauty and the Beast, so successful in fact that it was nominated for Best Picture (the Best Animated Film category didn't exist yet). It may not have won Best Picture but the fact that it was nominated in the first place is a huge deal. It did, however, win Best Original Score and Best Original Song (for the titular song "Beauty and the Beast").

Aladdin was the next film and would too go on to become a massive success, and yes, once again ended up scoring Oscars for Best Original Score and Best Original Song ("A Whole New World"). Now, I feel like I can't discuss Aladdin without bringing up Robin Williams. He's the most hilarious part of the film and is absolutely iconic as Genie, however, behind the scenes there was drama between him and Disney. You see, when Robin Williams was approached for the role, he agreed to do it on the condition that his name nor his image be used for marketing and that Genie takes up no more than 25% of the posters. Do you think Disney kept their promise? If you answered "no", then you are correct. And while Robin Williams's name wasn't used in advertisements for the film, his voice as Genie was still being used to advertise the movie and sell toys, without paying him additional money. Robin Williams was so upset over this (and rightfully so), that he refused to reprise his role for the direct-to-video sequel, however, this conflict has a happy ending because when CEO Jeffery Katzenberg (who was CEO when this fiasco happened) was replaced by Joe Roth, Roth organized a public apology to Robin Williams, leading to him even returning to voice Genie in another direct-to-video sequel for the film.

The next film was The Lion King, and of course, it was a massive success in every way, and you guessed it, also went on to win Oscars for Best Original Score and Best Original Song ("Can You Feel The Love Tonight").

Pocahontas came next, a very fictionalized film based on the real Pocahontas and John Smith (very, very, VERY loosely based on the real Pocahontas and John Smith, I should say). This film ended up getting mixed reviews, which is unsurprising given its historical inaccuracies. I try not to inject my own opinions into these posts too much but I just feel like adding that I loved the film as a kid, but now that I'm an adult and know the real history about Pocahontas (including the fact that she was estimated to be around 10, 11 or 12 when she met John Smith, who was in his twenties), I don't think I feel comfortable giving it a rewatch anytime soon. I will say, however, that it'll always be a beautifully animated film and "Just Around the Riverbend" and especially "Colors of the Wind" will always be great songs ("Colors of the Wind even won Best Original Song).

Interestingly, Jeffery Katzenberg hoped that Pocahontas would be the studio's next chance at getting nominated for Best Picture. On the other hand, he thought The Lion King (they were in development at the same time) was more "experimental", and so he considered Pocahontas the "A-team" project and The Lion King the "B-team" project. And as we all know by now, the opposite ended up happening in regards to which one was the bigger success.

The next film was The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and while it did have a lower box office success than Pocahontas, it was a bigger critical success. Hercules ended up having an even lower box office reception than Hunchback, but still received postive reviews. Mulan would go on to be another critical and commercial success, as did Tarzan (as well as an Oscar for Best Original Song for "You'll Be in My Heart").

One noticeable trend amongst the Renaissance Era was the music becoming more Broadway-inspired. This can largely be credited to Alan Menken and the late great Howard Ashman, who collaborated on Broadway together prior to collaborating at Disney, including creating the musical version of Little Shop of Horrors. The films they collaborated on for Disney was The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast and Aladdin, in fact it was Howard Ashman who pitched the idea of making Aladdin into an animated musical to Disney.

Tragically, Howard Ashman was diagnosed with AIDS all the way back when he was working on The Little Mermaid, and when his disease got more severe by the time Beauty and the Beast was in production, Disney accommodated him by creating a production unit near his home so he could continue to work on the film while receiving treatment. Unfortunately, he died before the film was completed. Disney dedicated Beauty and the Beast to his memory, and even put this beautiful tribute in the end credits of the film: To our friend, Howard, who gave a mermaid her voice and a beast his soul, we will be forever grateful. Howard Ashman 1950-1991 (This always gets to me 🥺).

Also, I feel like I can't mention Howard Ashman without bringing this up, there's an excellent documentary about him on Disney Plus, simply called Howard that I definitely recommend. If you don't have Disney Plus but are still interested you can watch here. Back in 2023 it was revealed that Disney was going to remove a bunch of stuff from the platform to "cut costs" (🙄), and that included Howard, but of course that lead to extreme outcry, ESPECIALLY since it would be removed on the eve of Pride Month and Howard Ashman was a gay man, so that made the timing even worse. Thankfully the backlash worked and the documentary is still there to this day. I do still hope it gets a Blu-ray release eventually.

This era truly was a renaissance, absolutely one of the most magical periods in Disney's animation history.

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#fan art #disney #disney renaissance #the little mermaid #the rescuers down under #beauty and the beast #aladdin #the lion king #pocahontas #the hunchback of notre dame #hercules #mulan #tarzan

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luvly-writer · 1 year ago

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Ch. 18 Nothing happened in the way i wanted

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Author’s Note: I find it so funny that whenever I come back I release like five chapters then disappear, I love that 😭

Warnings: Mentions of SA and predatory behavior. Beginning of angst.

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Thud Thud... Thud Thud... Thud Thud...

I could feel my heart in my throat. I took the napkins and kept on twisting them in my hands. I feel Grandma's gaze on me and her hand on mine, stopping me from fidgeting.

"Mona, you are going to be okay. You have constantly gone against your father and you will win once again. Plus, I am right here. Your father won't intimidate me," she reassured you with a smile and a wink. You were both sitting in one of the family rooms in the Vanderbilt manor. You had arrived early and had been served coffee. Your father had been taking his sweet time in arriving, always one for theatrics. You remember a time when this sort of dramatics was used in playing around with your sisters. Charlisse always wanted to be a dragon or a pirate; Aurora presented herself as the princess, the unicorn, I always wanted the mermaid and the adventurer. Our father was always the narrator of our little ploys and we would present them to our mother. He used to be so warm and caring and loving sometimes..but when I got to middle school, after my grandfather's death and the beginning of my sisters' competition for CEO, he grew colder and harsher. I would love for my father to go back to the way he was before...

Snapping me out of my daydream, my father enters the room and sits across from us.

"Margaret." he said curtly and my grandmother looked at him dead in the eye, "William...You look terrible," she responded, causing me to snort a little. Grandma was never one to hold back on my father. She was right though, my father looked horrible. He had eye bags and his clothes looked crumpled, something highly unusual for William Vanderbilt. "It's been a rough few days, Marge" he responded and turned to me.

"Y/n.." he acknowledged me softly and I squeezed my grandmother's had tightly before answering, "Father."

"Shall we?" he gestured to both of us and I nodded. He cleared his throat and began speaking, "Before anything...I am sorry, my sweet dewdrop, for everything I've put you through these last few years...I know this in no shape or form begins to excuse anything I've put this family through but I do want you to understand the big why of everything and maybe we could begin a journey where you could forgive me. I love you, sweetie, I do. Your sisters and you are my pride and joy, my greatest creation, and my proudest achievement. I am deeply sorry I have neglected you all these years in the name of the family business and image. A few years ago, when you were in middle school and my father died, in his will he left very clear and strict instructions on what had to be made. Were they not to be followed, everything that we owned would have been put at risk. You see when I was younger, I was much like you...I had a passion for music and it flowed through every breath I took, I wanted to pursue it freely yet my father disregarded it because someone had to take the mantle of the family business. I rebelled for some time and did whatever I pleased, I had the freedom to do so seeing as the family lineage was important to the old man, and me being an only child, I wouldn't be at risk of getting disowned. The old man...he was....furious and pulled some strings so that no matter what, I would fail so that I would end up back home and submitting to taking the mantle. His plan worked and to avoid risking history from repeating itself, he left clear instructions for you girls so that no one stepped out of line. One of the clauses was that everyone was to be part of the family business, the second was that you all had to be married, and if by the time you were 20, you weren't married, it was the board's obligation to find you a suitable husband. The third was that you all had to keep the best image possible so that you wouldn't drag the family name to the ground...the same way I did years ago...My lawyers have been working on ways to invalidate the clauses for years, Clarisse and Aurora knew how to play within the clauses but you...I'm afraid that with your mother's free spirit and my temperament and rebellion, you proved to be a force too difficult to control. No one knows that more than me. I got so lost trying to not lose everything and please my father who is already in his grave, that I forgot the most important thing, my family. I am so sorry for all the years I have mistreated you, Charli, Rora, and Mom. You deserve so much and it took you showing me how much I am acting like my father to reevaluate my behavior these last years. I promise, I will do my best to mend and better all my wrongs."

You were stuck to your chair...honestly...fuck your grandfather. Everything made more sense now, why you always visited your grandparents when your grandfather was gone, how you'd see your other grandmother more often when he died, why he was never mentioned, the drastic change in your father's behavior after his death...

"I knew there was a reason I never liked the man," said your grandmother with a huff as she took a sip of her glass of wine. This made you and your father laugh.

"What about the clauses...do I still fall under them?" you ask. It was the one thing that still worried you...was Morris still in the picture, did you still have to take a place in the family business, was marrige still an obligation-

"No. A few days ago, my lawyers called me. After retting a meeting with the board after New Year's and discussing the clauses, they were finally able to find a breakthrough. Everyone took to voting and decided that the best outcome was to proclaim them invalid. What are a dead man's wishes but silent demands? You are free, I spoke to Mr. Morris. Which speaking of, I want to clear the air that he was the board's decision. They were pressuring us to choose him seeing as he used to have a clean record." He answered.

"I still don't get why you would allow that roach of a man near your daughter, William! This is worst that a disgrace, he was disgusting!" Margaret grumbled and my father agreed with her.

"You said he had a clean record?" I asked focusing on that weird part.

My father nodded, "Ah yes, a few weeks ago, some information was leaked to our members of the board about sexual assault allegations and predatory behavior in Mr. Morris. After we hired some private investigators, we found most of the information to be true. Tomorrow the board is releasing an official statement of apology directed to you. I am deeply sorry, my dear. I do promise to be better." he said taking my hands in his a giving the a squeeze.

"I am free.." you say softly, and both your grandmother and father smile.

"You are. No competition, no family business, no arranged marriage, you are free to be your own person, kid" he assures. "I am very proud of you, dewdrop. I talked with your grandmother over the phone. Once you finish college this may, both of your trust funds will be officially released to you."

"I can open my art gallery!" you say tearing up and both of them nod proudly. "Time to share the good news with Tim, Mona. I bet he is going to be delighted," Said your grandmother.

Shit...Tim...It has been weeks since you'd answered a message of his. You knew it was unfair to him, to just ghost him out of the blue. You had a good reason too...well as far as good reasoning goes. You hadn't talked with him ever since spending Christmas with him and ignored all of his invitations for New Year's...Your conflict must have been visible in your face because your grandmother rand father looked at you concerned.

"About that..." you say and take a deep breathe.

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You were finally going home to your apartment after the very long day you had. You had confessed...Not to Tim, no... your family. After explaining the whole thing to your grandmother and father, they were conflicted, to say the least. As they were battling with being proud for outsmarting the entire family and media, disappointed for your lying, and concerned for your well-being, your sisters and mother had arrived and were filled in the entire thing. At first, no one wanted to believe you. They reassured me that they couldn't believe it was fake because they swore the love between the two of you looked real. No one could act that well, yet you were in denial. As everyone sat for dinner, they all agreed on one thing, Tim and you were meant to be and clearly in love, but neither of you was seeing it. Your sisters and mother were insistent in your talking with him, but you were in denial. Your father and grandmother tried a different approach by saying how much they approved of him and how he would make a great addition to the family. Still, you saw no sense. You loved Tim, that is true, but you appreciated him as a friend too much. He was your friend, the one who you learned to trust and tell everything, he was the one who had your side any time, he was the one that showed you every movie you had missed, every game you had never played, every story you didn't know. Sure it had only been two months since you met, but he became such a strong part of your life that you weren't sure you wanted to ruin by confessing how much you loved him. Tim was your friend, he was just helping you out, he knew how to play a part well because he had practiced with his double life, he was just playing a part for you. He wasn't...he....didn't...love...no, you didn't even want to think it. Tim was a good guy, Tim loved to help others and he always gave his best for others, that's why he was so convincing, because he is Tim. He is pure and devoted to a good cause. He was Tim, your Timmy, your friend, mine. He was everything, the closest thing you had to twin flame and you didn't deserve and you shouldn't tarnish the purity of that relationship.

Snapping out of your thoughts, you noticed you were about to pass his apartment complex and noticed his lights were on. You told the driver to stop. You were putting an end to this. The driver parks in front and you tell him you will be quick. You step out of the car and run to the lobby. Having been recognized there, they let you up without a problem. Finally, in front of his door, you knock roughly and call him out.

Lo and behold there is Tim Drake in all his glory when he opens the door. He looks more tired than usual, is the first thing you notice. Ever since the two of you started talking, you have been helping him get a better sleeping schedule and his eyebags have lessened by a lot. But now, weeks later, you can tell your absence took a toll on him. His eyes showed he was conflicted. Anger, relief, sadness, tiredness, and something else you couldn't quite put a finger in. (Admiration and love, sweetie, that's what it is)

"Just when I was enjoying my inner peace..was wondering when you'd deem me worthy of your presence again," he said and you flinch at the slight snark and glare he gave you.

"You are angry, rightfully so" you start and he cuts you off, "Really, what gave you that impression?"

"I have a good explanation"

"That so?"

"My father set me free.." you say and his eyes soften a little

"Which means.."

"I don't have to get married, I won't be forced to be part of the family business, I won't have to deal with Morris anymore" you say softly and he nods, pleased.

"That's good angel, still don't get why I had to be ghosted for it. We started this together we should end it together" he stresses and I look down

"I know, its just that...that means that"

"That?" he preassures

"We are over." I finally look up, trying to keep my tears at bay, "And I've been trying to find a way to tell you."

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extras:

Grandma calls Y/n “Mona” because of Mona Lisa

William calls Y/n dewdrop because of her obsession with mermaids when she was a kid

I changed the time line a little bit. Tim and Yn know each other from high school (Gotham Academy), having both been each other’s crushes, but the formally met on November. Spent the last of November and all of december together. She stopped talking to him after christmas and ignored him until the second week of January which is this chapter.

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waytooinvested · 11 months ago

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Forgotten, Not Forgiven - Chapter 21

This and previous chapters are also on AO3

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There was a man in Lena’s office.

That in itself was nothing unusual of course, but right now the person who was supposed to be in Lena’s office was Kara, and dealing with whatever this was was going to eat into the half hour that had been set aside in her diary for their appointment.

She looked him up and down as discretely as she could, trying to place him. Was he an employee? A new business partner or trustee who would be offended if she didn’t recognise him?

But the man was holding a notebook and recorder, and his clothing and general demeanour screamed ‘press’ rather than ‘corporate executive’, so it seemed unlikely. She offered him a smile that was both polite and slightly frosty, finding a balance between letting this man know that just wandering into the CEO’s office in a major multi billion dollar corporation was not acceptable etiquette, while avoiding burning any bridges with whatever newspaper he was representing.

‘I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I don’t take walk in appointments, and I actually have a meeting about to start. If you could just go out to the front desk, I’m sure my assistant would be happy to schedule some time in for you later in the week, Mr…?’

The man returned her smile, his own unctuous and insincere in a way that set Lena’s teeth on edge.

‘That would be with me, Ms Luthor. William Dey, scheduled for 4pm.’

William Dey?

Lena glanced back at her computer screen, clicking into her calendar to check if she had somehow mixed up her appointments, though after all the conversations she and Kara had had about him, she knew she would have remembered if the name William Dey had appeared anywhere in it.

But there it was:

4.00 – 4.30pm, interview with Catco magazine

It didn’t actually specify that the interview was with Kara at all, Lena had just assumed it would be because it was always Kara. She tried her best to swallow down the bubble of disappointment that rose in her throat on realising that the pleasant half an hour with her friend she had been looking forward to all day was not going to materialise after all. If nothing else, this would at least be an interesting opportunity to get the measure of the man she had heard so much about for herself.

‘My apologies Mr Dey, I had assumed this appointment would be with my usual contact at Catco. Was Ms Danvers unavailable this afternoon?’

‘Would you have preferred to speak to Kara Danvers?’ William shot back without bothering to answer the question. He dropped a couple more points in Lena’s estimation, though she kept her own response neutrally polite.

‘Well, we have built up a working rapport over the years, yes. I've always appreciated the continuity it provided in my contact with Catco.’

William smiled again, but there was no warmth to it. It was the sort of look that suggested that she had just stepped into a trap he had set for her, and the edge of smug triumph to it reminded her disconcertingly of Lex. She was going to have to be more careful with this man than she had realised.

‘May I ask the subject of this interview?’

Again, her question was ignored, and instead William pushed ahead with what had clearly been his reason for asking about Kara in the first place.

‘You say that you prefer to work with Ms Danvers. That’s interesting. According to my sources it’s not that long since you had her barred from the premises, with a note that security was to escort her out the moment she arrived. I understand that that actually happened on at least-’ here he checked his notes, but Lena could tell the gesture was more to demonstrate that he had notes than because he needed a reminder of the number. ‘-Three separate occasions. That doesn’t sound like the kind of set up you would have for your favourite interviewer.’

Lena’s eyes narrowed and she straightened in her chair, her body instinctively switching into fight mode.

‘Did you come here to interview me about my working relationship with Kara Danvers, Mr Dey? Because I don’t see how that’s relevant to you or anyone else apart from Kara and myself.’

‘No, I didn’t. But I do find it interesting, and potentially pertinent to the subject I did come here to discuss with you.’

‘Which is what, precisely?’

‘What exactly is the nature of your relationship with Andrea Rojas?’

First Kara and now Andrea? Was this going to turn out to be some gossip piece about her sexuality? Was he going to bring up her visit to Violet’s next?

Slimy little man.

Lena glared back at him, dialing up the ice in her voice from crisp late autumn morning to mid-winter blizzard.

‘Excuse me?’

‘Andrea Rojas. A few months ago you sold Catco to her, very suddenly, without any of the staff knowing the sale was coming. Coincidentally, that was around the same time you barred Kara Danvers from the L-Corp premises. I wanted to know why you did that.’

About the sale then? Well that was fine. She was under no obligation to explain her personal reasons, and if he was looking for a business scandal he wouldn’t find one.

‘Andrea is an old friend and a business associate, and if you look into the matter you will find that everything about the sale was entirely above board and by the book. Now, please be so good as to tell me what exactly this article you’re writing is about, or I shall have to ask you to leave.’

William stood a little straighter, putting back his shoulders and meeting her eye as he answered, scrutinising for her reaction.

‘I’m investigating the disappearance of Supergirl. And I think you and Andrea Rojas know something about that.’

It was so far from what she had been expecting that if Lena had been anyone but a Luthor in that moment she might have let her shock show on her face. Instead she raised a sceptical eyebrow, falling back on years of social training to layer her tone with just the right hint of bored condescension, as if the situation demanded she be polite to someone who had told her in all earnestness that the world was flat (and indeed that it had become so because she and Andrea had taken a fly swatter to it).

‘Supergirl hasn’t disappeared, she’s in Argo City. I believe there was an interview with her on the subject before she left. I’m sure you could find it on Youtube if you missed it.’

‘Ah yes, the interview. That was interesting as well. It does seem to tie everything up in a neat little bow, doesn’t it? And yet something about it didn’t quite sit right with me. I thought maybe I was imagining things. Then I watched it back alongside other interviews Supergirl has given, and they don’t tally. Across the others there’s consistency, but in this one: her speech pattern, her intonation, even her stance, were all… off. To me that interview looks like a hasty after-the-fact cover up by someone who realised Supergirl’s absence had been noticed, and wanted to keep people from asking inconvenient questions. Perhaps even somebody who owned the company that invented the Image Inducer?’

Lena folded her arms, then wished she hadn’t. Did it look defensive, or merely annoyed?

‘Thousands of people own image inducers. I don’t see how you can suggest that the mere possibility of one being used to commit fraud – which is in itself a highly spurious claim – somehow indicates my direct involvement, or what any of this has to do with the sale of Catco.’

‘No? Okay, let me give you another example. Approximately eight days after the last confirmed sighting of Supergirl, you filed a flight plan for a jet registered in your name to a tiny air field apparently in the middle of nowhere. Do you remember that trip?’

‘I take a lot of trips.’

‘Of course. Well, I’ll refresh your memory. The only thing for miles around this particular air field that might have been of any interest was a bunker. A bunker that, through several layers of shell corporations, was formerly owned by Luthor Corp, as was. I thought that was a bit odd, and decided to pay it a visit. Do you know what I found there Ms Luthor?’

How the hell had he found out her flight plan, let alone the bunker?

‘I’m sure you’re going to tell me.’

‘Nothing. Or at least that was clearly the intention – the entire place had been stripped almost completely bare. But there was one thing I found curious. This was caught on what appeared to be an operating table, in a room that looked a lot like a cell.’

William pulled something from inside his jacket and laid it on Lena’s desk.

A ziplock bag.

At first glance it appeared to be empty, but when she looked closer Lena realised that it contained a single strand of long, blonde hair.

Kara’s hair .

He was putting two and two together and getting five, but all the same, he was uncomfortably close, and they had had no idea. As far as Lena and the DEO had known, their story about Supergirl’s visit to Argo City had been more or less universally accepted, and earlier panic over her apparent disappearance had seemed to settle down. But now this. Not only an investigation into the disappearance of Supergirl, but an investigation by Kara’s coworker. And one that had led him straight to Lena.

She wanted to have security come and escort him out her office so that she had space to take it in and think about what to do next, but as long as William was willing to keep talking, she needed to let him. He was giving her far more of what he knew – or thought he knew – than she was giving in return, and the more information she had the better equipped she would be to deal with him.

She leaned back in her seat, deliberately casual, and gave him a considered look.

‘You’re talking as though all these things you’ve just told me are connected somehow, but I don’t see it. Honestly, this all sounds like rather an elaborate conspiracy theory, and you still haven’t explained how exactly you think Andrea Rojas or Kara Danvers fit into this little picture you’re painting, let alone what it is you think I’ve done with Supergirl, or why on Earth I would want to… what, kidnap her? You seem to have done your homework, so you must know that I’ve had a very positive and well documented working relationship with Supergirl for years.’

‘That’s true, I found plenty out there about you and Supergirl. But then there was plenty to suggest that your brother Lex was best friends with Superman once, and we all know how that turned out. Perhaps the two of you share a family failing. Or perhaps you’re working together.’

Lena forced a laugh that she was almost sure sounded genuine.

‘You’re even more delusional than I thought if you believe I would ever work with Lex. You do know that my testimony was part of what helped put him in prison in the first place, don’t you?’

‘I do. I also know that he was granted a mercy furlough on the grounds that he was dying, then after a short time in your care he apparently made a full recovery, and yet he never made it back to prison. Then you made the decision to sell Catco to Andrea Rojas, who immediately turned it away from hard hitting journalism to pop fluff, just in time for her to have established a new precedent before the city’s most prominent Superhero goes missing and she chooses to speculate about potential sex scandals rather than reporting on it seriously. Add to that your unexplained jaunt to the bunker where I found what appears to be Supergirl’s hair in an abandoned cell and your strange treatment of the one reporter you previously gave open access to, and it all starts to look pretty damning. I don’t know yet exactly how the pieces fit, but when you put together you, your brother, Andrea Rojas and whatever you’re doing to manipulate Kara Danvers into telling the stories you want told… well. That’s one hell of a coincidence, and I don’t believe in coincidences. I am telling you all this to make clear to you that I have enough information to run with this no matter what you say. But, I thought it was only fair to give you the opportunity to tell your side of things first. So, Ms Luthor. Do you have any comment to make?’

Lena’s first instinct was, ridiculously, to push back on the claim that she was manipulating Kara into writing false stories. Clearly he didn’t know her at all if he thought that Kara Danvers could be so easily bought or blackmailed: she had demonstrated on more than one occasion that she would rather quit than compromise her morals when it came to reporting, and every word she had written about Lena had been her own. But as much as it rankled, the mark on Kara’s reputation was hardly the main issue here, and addressing it would be as good as confessing to the rest.

For a moment she allowed herself to imagine pressing the silent alarm on the underside of her desk that would summon security to remove Mr Dey from the premises instead. Given his accusations she would be well within her rights to do so, but as satisfying as that might be in the moment it would be counter productive. He had made it clear that if she chose not to comment he would go ahead with his version of the story, and she, Andrea and maybe even Kara would be implicated as part of a conspiracy. Even if it was swiftly debunked, just the suggestion of fowl play would be enough to restart the missing Supergirl hysteria and draw far more attention to all of them (to Kara) than would be safe or desirable.

She could tell him the full truth and clear her name beyond question , but she would never compromise Kara like that. William Dey was an unknown entity (and, in Lena’s entirely objective opinion, a smug asshole) , and there was no way she was going to trust him with the truth of Supergirl’s secret identity, or even enough of it to risk him putting the pieces together himself.

There was no time to come up with a watertight, fully convincing lie when he was standing there with his recorder in hand, waiting for her to say something.

There was only one option left.

She sighed, and beckoned him forwards.

‘Please take a seat. I’m afraid there’s more to this than you realise, and there are some people you will need to talk to.’

William sat and placed his recorder on the desk between them.

‘I should just mention, I have a fail safe set up, and if I don’t disable it within an hour everything I have on this story will be emailed to a dozen global news outlets automatically. Just in case you were thinking of doing anything to… keep me quiet.’

‘I would ask what exactly you take me for, but I think you’ve made that perfectly clear, so let me assure you that I have no intention of murdering you. Because no, I have not kidnapped Supergirl, nor am I conspiring with Lex, Andrea or Kara against her or anyone else. But… there is more to Supergirl’s absence than a vacation to Argo. I’m not at liberty to tell you any more than that without input from my… associates. If you wait here for a few minutes, I will call them to come and join in this conversation. Alright?’

‘I’d prefer it if you called from here.’

‘I’m sure you would. I’ll be back in five minutes.’

Lena made sure her computer screen was locked, and then left the room with as much composure as she could muster. As she passed Jess’ desk she leaned down to whisper ‘please keep an eye on the man in my office. Make sure he doesn’t start rifling through anything, and if he tries, or if you feel threatened in any way, have security come, but don’t let him leave. It’s of the utmost importance that we finish our conversation.’

Jess swallowed, alarmed by the ominous and highly unusual request, but after all the time they’d worked together she trusted Lena, so she didn’t question her or protest. She nodded and murmured in similarly hushed tones ‘yes Ms Luthor’, before getting up to stand watch by the office door.

Lena moved quickly after that, retreating to a seldom-used conference room a little way down the corridor and activating her auditory scrambler as she dialed Alex’s number.

It rang.

And rang.

Come on Alex, the one time I really, really need you to pick up...

Finally, just before voicemail was about to kick in, Alex answered.

‘Lulu? What’s up?’

‘Is Katie with you?’

‘Yep.’

‘Shit. Alex, we have a situation. Can you get away?’

‘One moment please.’

The line went muffled as Alex put her hand over the receiver and spoke to someone else, then the sound of footsteps and a door closing.

‘Okay, I’m alone. What’s the matter?’

‘I have William Dey in my office right now, with a story ready to run on the disappearance of Supergirl.’

‘Fuck, seriously? What about the Argo story?’

‘He doesn’t believe the interview was really Supergirl. He thinks it was an image inducer, and that I am behind it all, with the help of Andrea, Lex and, unwittingly, Kara. He says he will run with the story whatever I say, but is giving me the chance to tell my side. If he doesn’t report back in an hour, apparently he’s set something up to send what he’s already gathered to news outlets globally.’

‘Okay, I’m on my way right now, I’ll have J’onn meet me there too. Are you free to stay on the line so we can work out what to tell him or do you have to go back in there?’

‘Jess is keeping an eye on him, and will get security involved if he starts snooping or tries to leave. I have maybe two more minutes, but then I’d better get back or he’ll get suspicious. Well, more suspicious.’

In the background Lena could hear the sound of Alex’s running feet, then the slam of a car door and a motor starting up, before the phone switched from handset to earpiece and the ambient noise diminished.

They spent a hurried couple of minutes workshopping an explanation that would be sufficient to throw William off the trail – just enough truth to be believable, with enough fabrication to protect Kara’s identity and keep things as safe as they could in the circumstances. It wasn’t perfect, but there was no time for anything more, and they hoped that the presence of an ‘FBI’ Director would lend weight to their story that Lena alone might not have had. She kept an eye on her watch throughout, and as soon as the second minute was up she said a hasty goodbye to Alex and returned to her office and William Dey.

She felt more composed now that she had something resembling a plan, but i t was still a very long, very uncomfortable ten minutes while they waited for ‘Lena’s associates ’ to arrive. It turned out to be surprisingly difficult to make idle small talk with a man who had just accused you of conspiracy, kidnap and possibly murder, or at the very least willingness to commit murder to cover up the rest of it. It cast something of a pall over the meeting, and s ilence filled the room like a thick fog between them, oppressive and un dispersable .

William fidgeted with his notebook.

Lena pretended to be absorbed by something that wasn’t there on her computer screen.

Out in the wider office a phone rang and was answered.

Another minute struggled by.

When at last the door opened, Lena made eye contact with Alex and felt relief sweep through her like cool rain after a blistering drought. She wasn’t alone anymore.

‘Thank you for joining me on such short notice Director Danvers. This is Mr William Dey of Catco Magazine. Mr Dey, this is Direct Danvers of the FBI and her associate Mr J’onn J’onzz.’

Alex held up her ID card to prove her identity, her expression deadly serious.

‘Mr Dey. I hear from Ms Luthor that you have been investigating Supergirl.’

‘I have. I don’t believe she’s really gone to Argo, and-’

‘You are meddling in extremely sensitive matters of national security. It would be best if you were to drop this investigation immediately and allow us to do our job.’

William looked mildly daunted by the grim faced FBI agent in front of him, but he didn’t back down.

‘With all due respect Director Danvers, if something has happened to Supergirl, the people have a right to know. I would also like to know how Ms Luthor fits in.’

‘I told you, I didn’t kidnap Super-’

Alex held up a hand to stop her, and Lena subsided, allowing her friend to take the lead.

‘Ms Luthor is assisting us and was not involved in any attempt to harm Supergirl. However… it is true that Supergirl is not on Argo.’

‘I knew it! Has Andrea Rojas taken her? Or Lex Luthor?’

‘No one has taken her.’

‘So where is she?’

Alex sighed.

‘Mr Dey, this is all off the record, is that understood? We have a sensitive situation here, and the last thing this city needs is mass panic, or to be viewed as a vulnerable target by anyone looking to take advantage of Supergirl’s absence. Freedom of the press is one thing, but sharing this story recklessly could get people killed, and I don’t think you want that.’

‘So you’re asking me to cover this up. Is that what you’re saying?’

‘I am asking you to consider the consequences of your actions, and whether having a good story that will earn you some kudos at work for a couple of weeks is worth risking lives over, including Supergirl’s if this hampers our ability to do our work. There is a lot more than a story at stake here.’

William chewed his lip, considering.

‘Alright. Suppose I agree to hold this story for now. When Supergirl does return, I want an exclusive interview with her. As soon as there is no longer a risk to her or the city from the truth being out there, I want all the details, no holds barred. Is that a deal?’

‘Supergirl speaks for herself, I can’t promise you her interview. However, I can agree to give you an interview myself, along with the project team working to bring Supergirl back. And I will ask Supergirl if she will speak to you as well. Will that suffice?’

‘I suppose that’s fair. But I also want to know where Supergirl is now.’

‘I assumed you’d say that. If you’re willing to sign a statement agreeing to the terms we’ve just laid out and confirming that you will end any further investigation into this, I will tell you as much as I can at this stage.’

William was slightly more reluctant to put it in writing, but after a bit more back and forth he agreed, and Lena printed out the modified NDA form that Alex emailed over to her for him to sign. That done, Alex explained that Supergirl was currently on a parallel Earth, and while she was safe, she had so far been unable to return. Lena was working with the FBI to create a gateway that would bring her back, but in the meantime they needed to maintain peace in National City and avoid panic. It was not that far off the truth, and William seemed to buy it. Lena allowed herself to relax, just fractionally.

When the story was done he glanced guiltily over at her and opened his mouth as if to apologise for his accusation, but, confronted with Lena’s dagger-sharp glare, changed his mind.

Instead he turned to Alex.

‘Just one more thing Director. Danvers. Are you by any chance related to Kara Danvers?’

‘She’s my sister.’

‘And does she know about all this? She’s been helping me with my investigation, so I would have thought she’d have told me I was on the wrong track if she did, even if she couldn’t share the details.’

She’s been helping me with my investigation.

She’s been helping me...

The world shrank down to that single sentence, reverberating round and round, louder and louder until there was no room for anything else.

Kara had been working with William Dey?

After all those conversations they’d had about how he was arrogant, toadying, possibly evil, and now she was working with him against Lena?

Investigating her?

Suspecting her of kidnapping Supergirl?

With a sharp stab she remembered Kara’s ‘project’. How cagey she had been about it. How, now she thought about it, she hadn’t so much as mentioned William Dey since before they went rock climbing .

It was all Lena could do not to gasp with the shock of betrayal that punched her directly in the solar plexus as the truth sank in .

All this time...

Somewhere outside her bubble of pain s he could feel Alex glancing at her, but she didn’t try to meet her look. She stared resolutely at her computer screen, attempting to appear indifferent to the conversation going on in front of her even as tears tried to rise to her eyes .

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

How had she fallen into the same trap twice? Let herself trust the same woman, only to have her break her heart all over again?

She barely heard Alex tell William that of course Kara didn’t know, being related to an FBI agent didn’t give her inside knowledge of their work, but he would need to shut down the investigation at once and tell her that there was nothing to find out.

Lena let it all wash over her.

By sheer force of will she kept herself still and silent throughout the rest of the exchange, until at last J’onn escorted William out of her office.

She waited for Alex to follow them out so she could finally fall apart in peace , but she didn’t. She shut the door behind J’onn, waited a minute for them to get well clear, and then turned back to face the room .

‘Lena…’

‘Please go Alex.’

She spoke the words through clenched teeth and numb lips, barely holding her sob inside but determined not to let it out until she was alone.

But Alex didn’t go. She came round the desk and gripped Lena’s shoulders firmly, forcing her to make eye contact.

‘Lena. Listen to me. I know how that sounded, but we don’t know the full story. I am telling you, there is absolutely no way Kara would suspect you of harming Supergirl. Whatever this is, whatever is happening, that is not it.’

‘What if you’re wrong? What if she’s just been using me all this time and-’

S he choked on the rest of the sentence and had to stop to swallow down the lump in her throat before it stopped her breathing altogether.

‘She hasn’t. Lena, Kara loves you so much. She has never stopped believing in you. Not once. Not even when we had apparently irrefutable evidence that you had committed a crime. When every other person, me included, thought that you really were guilty, Kara never, ever did. She was in your corner every time, and I don’t believe that this is any different. We just need to give her the chance to explain herself.’

‘That’s not true. What about the kryptonite?’

Alex sighed.

‘Okay, yeah, she was freaked out about the kryptonite, because you were making the one thing on Earth with the power to kill her. That still doesn’t mean she thought you were plotting to use it on her, she just didn’t like the idea of any more of it existing, no matter how good your intentions were. But even then, she was pissed at you and she lashed out, but she wasn’t against you.’

‘But she might be, this time. Why would she be helping that bastard investigate me and not tell me otherwise?’

‘I don’t know. That’s why we need to talk to Kara and find out.’

A lex paused, taking in Lena’s clenched jaw, glassy eyes and tightly curled fists.

‘Before that though… I think maybe you need a bit of Lena-style catharsis. Want to go and blow some stuff up with lasers before we call her?’

‘Yeah… I really, really do.’

#supercorp #kara danvers #lena luthor #supergirl #supercorp fanfic #kara x lena #my fic #supergirl fanfiction #multi chapter fic #Forgotten Not Forgiven

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glittercakes · 2 months ago

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Most Punchable Culprit: Final

It’s the moment you’ve all been waiting for! It’s time to determine which culprit the Ace Attorney fandom wants to punch the most! Now, let’s meet our candidates!

Representing AA1, the CEO of Bluecorp, the trigger for many a politician’s suicide, and the murderer of Mia Fey, the title of his personage is Redd White!

From Justice For All, the Nickel Samurai, the killer-by-proxy of Juan Corrida, and a despicable man hiding behind a pretty boy facade, it’s the fresh like a spring breeze Matt Engarde!

From Trials & Tribulations, the so-called master detective, blackmailer of Masque☆DeMasque, and murderer of Kane Bullard! Zvarri! It’s Luke Atmey!

From Apollo Justice, guitarist for the Gavinners, Borginian cocoon smuggler, and murderer of Romaine LeTousse, it’s the phallic-haired police detective Daryan Crescend!

From Dual Destinies, the perfume-OBSESSED peacock who CONSTANTLY advertises his PERSONAL products, murderer of ALDERMAN Rex Kyubi, and he who UNNECESSARILY emphasizes RANDOM words, il est Florent L’Belle!

From Spirit of Justice, the former Mr. Reus who was kicked out of Troupe Gramarye, murderer of his fanboy Manov Mistree, and slimeball television host, it’s the Ratings Rajah Roger Retinz!

From the first Investigations game, the faked kidnapping victim, murderer of Colin Devorae, and spoiled daddy’s boy, it’s the only culprit not connected to the smuggling ring, Lance Amano!

From the second Investigations game, the ex-Chief Prosecutor, murderer of Rosie Ringer, and abuser of his son, it’s the uber corrupt Excelsius Winner!

From the First Great Ace Attorney, the wealthy philanthropist, murderer of Mason Milverton, and greedy loanshark, it’s the very flammable Magnus McGilded!

Finally, from the second Great Ace Attorney, the pauper dressed like a prince, murderer of Duncan Ross, and almost a murder victim himself, it’s the sham of a man William Shamspeare!

All of these men are very punchable, but the question is who deserves it the most? That’s for you to decide! And now, it’s time to do just that!

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chussyracing · 5 months ago

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What has been happening in the world of motorsports lately?

Alpine signed Franco Colapinto as a reserve driver on multiple year basis, his manager said in an interview that it is a 5 years long contract

Arthur Leclerc will be driving in 24 hours of Daytona with AF Corse number 50

Andy Cowell becomes team principal of Aston Martin adding to his role of CEO as Mike Krack moves to the trackside team

Haas is currently testing in Jerez in Spain with previous cars (Ollie and Este for Haas and Ritomo Miyata as a part of Toyota)

Toyota also said that they would like to return to F1 full time (just not right now, but it is a first step)

Romain Grosjean became Prema’s reserve in Indycar

Ben Sulayem criticised British media about how they speak about him and against Saudi Arabia and that British GP is sponsored by Qatar Airways which could retract the sponsorship and the money

FIA raised the 2026 cost cap due to inflation, more costs falling under the cost cap and also different technical rules (btw Audi will have different one as the costs in Switzerland are significantly higher)

Alex Dunne became McLaren FE team’s reserve driver

Felipe Drugovich extended his reserve driver contract with Aston

Hot Wheels produced Red Bull car which should bet he first of all teams with their F1 partnership (also the first Lego sets in partnership with F1 are already out too)

Charles sat down for Open Mind (interview??), became the face of latest issue of Sportweek, promoted Peroni, went winter training with his boytoys and then gave an interview to Goodwood

Lewis also has been skiing a bit, Carlos was cycling and Nando was… training his neck. Of course he was.

For some reason. Everyone went to a hairstylist. Pierre and Jack are bald. Oscar used a comb and exposed his hairline and now apparently George also cut his hair

Ollie opened the Autosport International

Guanyu won Weibo’s sport personality of the year

Checo’s dad thanked Red Bull for his time with the team while reports appeared that he would take some time off F1 before deciding on his future

Valentino Rossi will be driving for WRT in WEC this year

Racing Bulls signed a partnership with AI company called Dynatrace

For this year, FIA capped the testing time to 1000 hours of TPC (previous cars) and Ferrari decided to gave them all to Lewis to help him settle in the team

Will Buxton and James Hindcliffe (how do you even spell these names rip) will become part of Indycar’s Broadcasting from this season onwards

and some gossip/interesting facts from my comms under the cut

They were asked on drivers and PR and how they are in real life (which let’s be real nobody knows) and said Jenson Button was very unpleasant, Lance is sometimes pretty rude but only if they approach him as media (when they later met him without the TV’s badge on, he was nice to them), and Lando changed a lot since the year he came into F1 (he will now smile for the cameras and answer their questions for media but once the cameras go off he is really arogant)

Lewis already visited Maranello informally but his formal visit is still waiting

There was 70 less overtakes in 2024 than in 2023 despite there being 2 more races and this year’s Monaco only contained 7 overtakes

2025 F1 grid is made of 8 of 20 drivers affiliated to red bull (despite no longer featuring Sergio, Seb and Daniel): Max, Liam, Yuki, Isack, Alex, Carlos, Pierre, Jack

Despite Zak’s complaints about Red Bull and VCARB working together, the relationship between Ferrari and Haas is much closer

There is a rumour about Max’s and Zandvoort‘s contracts being interlinked somehow, so there is are whispers about him retiring sooner than in 2028 when his contract runs out

Lando’s number one mechanic Marc Cox who left to Extreme E for some time is now coming back as a part of Aston Martin’s crew

Hadjar said he knew about his promotion to F1 since midseason, just didn’t know which seat

There is another rumour about Carlos already looking for a seat outside of Williams

Yuki had offers from Sauber, Alpine and Haas but Red Bull blocked all of them

If anyone on red bull team (and junior team) doesn’t perform well, they are preparing Arvid Lindblad to potentially step up into F1 (the superlicence age change was rumouredly for him because he will only turn 18 later this year and because Marko thinks he is the new Verstappen)

Kimi did 9000 kms of testing with Merc which is about 30 race distances (it is huge number for the new era of F1 but back when testing wasn’t regulated, Lewis did 30k before his debut in MCL)

Newbies get more strict contracts but they get easier as they drive for the team longer – you won’t see rookies posting about skiing or skydiving but you sure will see Lewis or Lance do that (also apparently one of the first things that gets blacklisted first is horseriding lol)

binotto is mad that sauber factory is in terrible condition: they had no people, no methods, the wind tunnel is kinda okay but they have no capacity and knowhow to use it effectively

Ferrari and Mercedes are best prepared for 2026 so far because the new regulations are focused on the engines a lot („if i had to say numbers it is like 60% for Ferrari and 40% for Merc“)

There is unwritten rule that if a driver uses a scooter they do not want you to stop them for media duties and fresh batch of questions

and personal admission: i just discovered today that charles' and pierre's photographers are brothers 💀

#those guys look nothing alike how was i supposed to know #e #gossip night #2025 #winter break

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havesome-mack-andcheese · 11 months ago

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My take on William Afton × Henry Emily. (FT. AUCFNAFT cuz funny)

basically, to summarize what I'm about to say if you don't wanna read it all

Enemies to Lovers < Lovers to Enemies

Wanna keep reading? Okay.

So basically, my take on the ship is that they were in a *secret* relationship basically, Henry is probably divorced and Williams in the process of it. William is killing kids at the time lmao but henry doesnt know. William wanted to keep is representation of "Nice CEO" so it was kept a secret. Henry didn't care tho lol. So yeah, also, this takes place in 1984, assuming Fredbears Family Diner wasnt closed after the bite of 83', but is just slowly losing business because of it. Henry doesnt know Williams toxic bad manipulative secret boyfriend 😔 poor Henry.

Fredbears closes, and William and Henry start the FNAF 2 location (under the name of Afton Robotics)! Henrys AWARE of the kid killings but doesnt know it's William, so he's worried about Charlie (not Sammy lmao his wife took him 💀), and therefore makes the puppet. THEN, William and Henry get in a fight, A BIG ONE (probably breaking up 😳), and Willy Boi wants REVENGE on his now ex boyfriend. what does he do? KILL CHARLIE.

Soooooo, Henrys daughter dead, Henry vewwy sad🥺🥺, BUT. THERES SECURITY CAMERAS OUTSIDE 😀. Henry learns WILLIAM killed Charlie, and then it (finally) hits him that Williams probably the one who's been killing kids. confrontation ended in disaster.

William cuts off the business partnership from Henry and Henry's like "Well fuck you" and goes and starts the Fnaf 1 location, and Willy Boi ain't happy so he got his old springbonnie suit and went to the fnaf 1 location. Killed kids to destroy henrys business, stuffed them in suits, but realized he didn't have room for one so he took it back with him and shoved it in fredbear (this was Cassidy lol she probably hates him because he was determined to make them all permanent furries)

And William and Henry have hated eachother ever since.

I love Lovers to Enemies a lot more than the reverse, because it can add so much more drama, plot, and feeling to your writing. Besides, Lovers to Enemies is a LOT MORE COMMON than Enemies to Lovers IRL.

If you have any questions, please ask them in the comments and I'll try to answer! Sorry for the bad Grammer and explaining. I live to write but I'm bad at it.

#william afton fnaf #fnaf afton #fnaf #undeniably canon fnaf timeline #fnaf au #fivenightsatfreddysfanart #five nights at freddy's #william afton #afton family #afton #henry emily #fnaf henry emily #henry fnaf #willry #helliam #william afton x henry emily #Henry emily x william afton #fnaf ship #five nights at freddys

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unabashegirl · 2 years ago

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Enticing 31 (HS)

Summary: Harry is a young billionaire and CEO of his own company. He mostly keeps to himself, he is stern and very meticulous when it comes to business. He also likes to keep his personal life very private for the sake of his newly born son Oliver Styles. It isn't until he meets Y/N Y/L/N that everything changes. She becomes his new nanny after his previous one quits due to personal reasons. She is young, caring, and sweet. Will they ignore their feelings? Will Harry's girlfriend accept their love and leave them? Will she be able to cope with his busy agenda? What about Oliver's mother? Where is she? Who is she?

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It was late in the afternoon. Harry was still in his office. He had planned to leave earlier, but as always issues had surfaced in the office.

“This is wrong” Harry exhaled as he read over the contract that had been drafted. He ran his hand across his prickly face. He was still getting used to the new sensation. At first, it was because he was too depressed to shave. He was not motivated to get ready or look sharp.

A few weeks ago, Harry had looked at himself in the mirror and hadn’t been able to recognize himself. His life was a mess. His routine had gone out the window and the company was paying for his absence. Then, Harry realized that she was never coming back. He realized that he needed to accept it. He needed to accept that he had lost her forever. Harry allowed himself a few more minutes to mourn their relationship before getting into the shower and putting on a new suit.

“What is William thinking? Has he gone over this?” Harry asked Andrew as he flipped through the pages. William’s company had redacted the contract and all the information was mismatched to what they had previously discussed at a meeting. Harry couldn’t sign it.

“I believe he has” Andrew answered as he scrolled down the email to which the document had been attached to. The email had been sent from William’s email and had been signed already on his behalf.

“Get me a car” Harry ordered.

“But sir, you have a meeting scheduled in twenty minutes” Andrew reminded him, to which Harry brushed off with his hand.

“I am sure they can wait for me. I’ll be very quick. I just need to discuss this with him” Harry got up from the seat and button his blazer before slipping on his trench coat. “Tell them that I had another meeting, and it is running late. Call me when they all get settled in the conference room”.

“Yes sir” Andrew nodded as he opened the door for him. “Would you like me to order dinner?” He could tell that they would be working until late. Harry had missed a lot. There was multiple unfinished business, that he had to go through.

Andrew was only glad to see him out of his apartment. Andrew was sad to know that he had given up on Y/N. However, he could understand why he had decided to let her go. Harry had a son and a company with hundredths of employees, and he needed to move on. He had a bunch of people to take care of and the thought of her obstructed him from fulfilling his duties. He obviously looked different, but it suited him. The slight beard made him look much older and serious, but there wasn’t anything that Harry couldn’t pull off. He was an attractive man and there was no denying it.

“That would be wonderful. Order something for yourself too” Harry said as he left.

William’s office was just a few blocks away from Harry’s. Harry could have walked there, but the day was so cold and so rainy that it was the last thing he desired to do. As usual, there were tons of traffic which gave him the opportunity to answer some emails and check up on Oliver and the new nanny through the apartment cameras.

Oliver was sitting in his brand-new highchair while the nanny looked like she was preparing a bottle in the kitchen. Harry decided to not move to the new apartment. He was still paying the rent for it, but he wasn’t ready to move in. He was also not ready to let go of it. Harry knew it was something that he needed to do, but it wasn’t a priority.

“Thank you” He thanked his driver as he got himself out of the car. He made sure that he hadn’t left his phone or the contract before entering the building. “Good morning,” Harry said to the receptionist.

“Mr. Styles! It’s good to see you! We weren’t expecting you” Mia walked up to the phone. “Let me announce you.”

“Something came up. It will only be a few minutes” Mia only nodded and gained him access to the elevators. “Thank you,” he said to her as he walked past security and waited for the elevator. He smiled at her, one last time before getting in.

“What are you doing here?” William questioned him as soon as the doors from the elevator opened on his floor. Mia had called him that he was coming up which had gotten him on his feet right away.

“Came here to talk about the contract that you just sent to me. It’s all badly written” He frowned as he pulled the contract up and handed it to him. “I was just about to sign it when I realized the numbers didn’t match what we had discussed.” William looked over his shoulder and nodded at his words. “What’s going on?” Harry asked confused about his erratic behavior.

“Nothing. Everything is fine” William said as he took the documents. “I’ll look over them. Anything else?”

“No—”

“Alright! I am sure you are busy!” William requested an elevator for Harry.

“William! What the hell is going on with you!” Harry finally exclaimed, “Why are you kicking me out?” He asked as William basically pushed him into the elevator.

Before any of them could share any other words. The clicking of a pair of heels interrupted them. It was Y/N, walking down the hallway and on her way to her office, holding a fresh cup of coffee. She wore a tight dress that showed the few months of pregnancy that she had experienced on her own.

“Y/N?” Harry asked as he pushed himself away from William. Her expression of utter shock, and her watery eyes, let Harry know that she wasn’t happy to see him.

“Harry” Her voice broke as she gripped the cup of coffee tighter to her body. “What are you doing here?” She asked as her hands went down to her low abdomen, trying her best to hide her small, but evident bump.

“I came here to talk to William. I didn’t know you were working already” Harry’s eyes move down to her stomach, but quickly move back up to her face. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He exhaled loudly and tried his best not to demand answers. Harry could tell that she was only a few months ahead. “Congratulations”.

“Thank you” She softly smiled at him. Y/N was surprised by his temper and how calm he looked. She expected him to start yelling and making the floor shake. “It’s good to see you”. She said before she could stop herself.

“You look perfect” He smiled but held his tongue from asking who was the father. She blushed, but still kept her distance. “Can we speak privately? Harry asked noticing the multiple people that were watching their interaction.

“I-I am currently busy. I have a meeting.” Y/N explained, nervous about what he might say to her behind doors.

“I understand. Maybe for dinner?” Harry suggested he could understand that she no longer had the same schedule as before. Y/N was now an executive which meant she was busier than ever.

“Harry. I —” He could tell that she was going to decline his invitation. Therefore, he interrupted her.

“Then schedule me a meeting for tomorrow” he dictated. Y/N tried her best not to smile. “Should I get in contact with your assistant?” Harry asked noticing that he was causing her to smile. The dynamics were now different.

“That would be fine” She nodded, “I’ll see you soon then,” Y/N said just before heading into her office. Her heart was racing, and she needed to decompress. The last thing that she had imagined that she would be doing that day, would be speaking to him.

Harry smiled and asked for the elevator. He no longer needed to speak with William. His day had turned dramatically. He was obviously extremely nervous about what might have been revealed during their meeting. William got into the elevator with him before the doors closed.

“Harry —”

“How long?” He interrupted him.

“Three months or so” Harry hummed and looked down at his watch. “She asked me not to tell you, Harry. She begged and cried”. William explained he knew that he had messed up. William had always claimed that his loyalty always lay with Harry. Unfortunately, his silence proved him otherwise.

“If she is pregnant with my son or daughter, and you hid it from me. I will never forgive you.” Harry said before leaving...

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williamstea · 1 month ago

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So, recently I was working on my signature and handwriting skills, because, well, heh- They're so great- And it got me thinking... What does William's signature look like? I'd feel like after signing a certain amount of paperwork he'd be done with just sticking to one specific signature and switch it up a bit, ya know? I mean, it'd still be his signature just with different flares or maybe styles?

Also, you and the infamously handsome—and possessive—CEO get a little kissy kiss right on the cheek. (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)⁠♥

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William’s signature is as precise as the architectural models his company produces—sharp, deliberate, and effortlessly commanding. Over the years, he has developed variations, but not out of boredom or carelessness. Each stylistic shift is calculated, a subtle tool for different contexts.

Variations:

1.Formal– For contracts, formal documents.

-Slightly less elaborate script than the previous style, but still elegant and cursive. The strokes are consistent.

It's suitable for formal correspondence or settings.

2.Formal, but when he wasn't interested– For routine paperwork (or he just dont interested).

-Similar in overall style to the "Formal" option, but potentially with a more angular or abbreviated look.

While retaining a degree of formality, this font suggests a lack of full engagement or enthusiasm.It suggests being formal without being overly invested.

3.Only for MC– For personal notes (rare, but telling .only for MC).

-Flowing script with elaborate loops and flourishes.

This signatures style suggests a sense of personal touch, with an element of playfulness or carelessness.

Odd Habits:

-He never signs in blue ink.Only black ink or, on occasion, deep burgundy (the latter reserved for documents he considers particularly consequential).

-If irritated, his signature gains weight, the pen pressing hard enough to emboss the paper.

-When distracted (say, by watching MC across the office), the letters drift closer together, the spacing tightening like a held breath.

-So yes—he changes it up. But never arbitrarily.

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((Awwww ,thank you ( •̀ ω •́ )ʃ♡ƪ))

#answer from william (ceo)#william (the yandere ceo)#theyandereceo

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bluemoon1331 · 4 months ago

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Fuck it, we ball. Long ass info dump about New Dawn Protocol below.

You're a peppy, fresh out of college robotics graduate eager to sink your teeth into something new.

So of course you jump at the chance to sign onto a FazCo job. Sure, they have a high turnover rate and a shady past. Sure, your professor, friends, and family don't like it. But for all of Fazco's treachery, they ARE the leading experts in robotics. You'll just have to tough it out and show them your worth.

Only...the first day you start working there, you IMMEDIATELY know something isn't right. Your animatronic charges are almost too eerily good at mimicking human personality and speech patterns.

Silently, your unease grows as you're assigned to an animatronic that is supposedly known for its difficulty: the daycare animatronic. And at first, they do give you the cold shoulder. But you're nothing if not stubborn, and let them get used to you at their own pace. You get closer over the course of several months.

Unfortunately, your slow progress is frowned upon by FazCo, and they tell you they're going to replace you with someone that can get the job done quicker. You're absolutely heartbroken, having figured out by now that there's a sentience code within the pizza plex (which you've been struggling what to do with this information that is definitely keeping you up at night).

Of course, when you finally have the heart to tell Sun and Moon, they go batshit bananas and almost kill the pizza plex manager. He ends up in a very heated phone call with the FazCo CEO, raving about his near death while they answer him with an unnerving calm iciness, telling him to keep you on and that FazCo will monitor the situation.

So, you're NOT fired, and you get to spend a lot more time with the boys, actually. Only, you can't help feeling like you're being watched, new cameras popping up in corners you're sure they weren't in before.

Truth- Circus Baby, as a technical Afton, seized control of the company and began obsessing over making sentient robots to be less alone after Henry's trap killed most of her fellow possessed bots. Believes that becoming animatronics is a new step of evolution for humans, despising everyone who fought to stop or destroy her father's work. The pizza plex is her big testing grounds, important for her plans. Putting together machines that can think and feel and might understand her sentiment with a built in empathy for humans, especially children. She's kept what remains of her father contained to leech off his knowledge about human souls becoming trapped in the animatronics built by FazCo. The missing children and Vanessa are mainly her work, experimenting in hopes of them becoming just like her and her lost 'friends' (some of them really hated her actually lol). Y/N will become her pet project for trying to perform a merge with an adult, the first since William. All the animatronics are secretly built with springlock features, and Circus is hoping that by getting closer to them beforehand you'll have a better chance of success. It's been hit or miss with the random kids thus far, inhabiting the staffbots and endos (a temporary measure, she does intend to give them better bodies later, just can't have any more Ones You Should Not Have Killed or any running off to snitch). Circus can control the animatronics to bring her victims currently, without remembering, though she doesn't really like to. Her end goal is a robotic world of free will and peace, after all. That which was taken from her, she'll gift the world!

And you're such an important part of that. Even when you begin to pick up on the random disappearances of the children syncing to one of the main animatronics being down for 'repairs'. Or when your boss mysteriously vanishes after a frantic phone call in the middle of the night, only to be replaced by a strange, blonde haired woman within days. You step with caution wherever you tread, and the boys do what they can to shield you, perfectly aware nothing has been right the entire time they've been online.

How cruel a trap to lay. With suspicions so high, Circus moves to make her intentions known and start the next step of her revolution. Confronted, Y/N is trapped, and the boys' only options become either crushing them in their springlocks and persevering Y/N's soul, or Circus will kill them for what they know and start over after wiping the dca's memories. Unable to bear the loss, Sun and Moon cage you in their endo and trigger their springlocks.

While they fall apart with you painfully dying inside them, Circus looks on with sympathy. Assuring them she bears them no further ill will now that the deed is done, she crushes their remote to dust and leaves to let things play out, cards fall where they may.

Your soul does end up surviving, clinging to the suit, and you become their Eclipse. They take such tender care of you, are so fiercely protective, and will never forgive themselves for what they've done to you, the choice they made. To keep you here, with them.

Y/N, at first, hides themself deep in their new, shared vessel, coming to grips with their death and battling a sense of betrayal and understanding. They didn't want to be separated from Sun and Moon either, but their death was slow, torturous agony, crushed inside of the people they loved and trusted most.

Outside them processing their trauma, things are spiraling quickly. When it becomes quite clear to Circus she succeeded, she begins to release a mainstream production of her sentiment bots, producing bodies on an assembly line. They're, of course, given options to choose from, she wants them comfortable in their new bodies before sending them out, as she's reassured through her training videos.

Sealing the daycare to prevent intervention, Sun, Moon, and Y/N make do for months (years?) in their colorful prison, unsure what Circus is going to do to them next. Finding comfort only in themselves in the end.

For the rest of Earth, a new world struck hard and fast, where machine has come to meld with a (mostly) unwilling humankind, but there is little to be done at this point. FazCo robots had become mainstream all too easily, and when the time was right, Circus activated their inlaid protocol, and billions were consumed in a single day.

There's the expected chaos and collapse, although, in the end, people are still themselves. Until they aren't, and Agony and Remnant start having an effect. In the wake of the ensuing bloodshed, the three of you are eventually (unwittingly) released by teenage Gregory, whom was only there to pillage for any remaining parts and food. His tampering to get into other areas unlocks the doors that had contained you for so long, and you are all absolutely gobsmacked to see another person after all this time, let alone a kid.

At first, Gregory flails about when confronted, is aggressive, but when it becomes clear how ignorant you are of the situation, he lays it on you quite bluntly. Realizing your full role in what occurred, the three of you elect to at least stick by Gregory's side to make sure he's safe, even if he protests or grows annoyed.

Venturing free of the pizzaplex is surreal. The once bustling city is so quiet and deserted. The boys never got to see it, but you remember, if vaguely. Keeping to Gregory's side, you reach his hide out, an old, dingy apartment building by a nearby park. It is here you also discover Freddy is still alive, but not doing too well after an apparent fight with some sort of 'monster'. Gregory is attempting to repair him, hence the raid of the pizzaplex. His explanations devolve into frustrated cursing when he realizes an important component isn't going to fit.

Even despite your deep trauma related to the building and a resentment from Sun and Moon over Freddy and the other glamrocks never digging deeper into their abrupt disappearance (they were told there was an accident and Sun and Moon were beyond repair) they still volunteer to go back with Gregory to find what he needs without interruption this time. They don't want Freddy to die just cause they're angry, especially considering he was duped, like most of the planet.

So, you return and investigate the plex farther, discovering the sinkhole by accident. It's here you encounter William, who both freed himself of the containment his daughter abandoned him in, and set himself up a nice little bunker in its stead, perfectly aware of the craziness above. Muses about Circus's foolishness, well aware her plan would backfire, only she was certain she was 'better than her old man, oh yes, she had it all figured out'. Also mentions the tactic of having the blame pinned on him once again through the use of a rabbit themed control virus.

Long story short, they drag his ass out to come with them, getting the part they need on the way, and start assembling their shoddy group. Encounter Roxy and Cassie at some point (that's a fun one when Roxy's first parental instinct in the apocalypse is attack first, ask questions never).

During their first encounter with a Twisted (a possessed robot that's been overwhelmed by Agony), it's discovered that Agony does have its roots in you too (how could it not), but it's not the same. Instead gives you differing abilities based on your three way split consciousnesses (such as extra shadowy arms that burn upon contact, splintering shadow/light forms for Moon/Sun when you're in control. Your soul is stuck to the body because of reasons, but you do get cool electrical/magnetic powers). Of course, using Agony does come with side effects and warnings, and you have to reserve it for true emergencies.

In the end, you really just want to stop all this madness before Agony consumes those that are left, and maybe even the planet (does have an effect on flora/fauna if a Twisted is left to rot or it infects waterways. Need to burn the bodies as a precaution). And it turns out the asshole rabbit had a potential solution the whole time. The only problem? It's with Circus, and nobody has ANY idea where she went after her plan blew up in her face. You reach a consensus to search anyway, better than just sitting around waiting for it all to actually end, including the worry you all might become Twisted at some point too, William stating it as a possibility, particularly where possessed robots are concerned (DCA cough cough).

Yep. That's where you are in life. Traveling with a ramshackle group while you all deal with your traumas and probably bond over them.

Fun scene idea:

Y/N laments and confesses their part in how things went down over a campfire, blaming themself, even as the boys try to interrupt and tell Y/N not to. William interrupts and tells Y/N off, in a rather amused way, about obsessing on the what ifs, pointing out that, by all rights, if anyone is to blame for everything, it's HIM.

Ending idea:

Circus is eventually found, hiding in shame. She is confronted by Eclipse Y/N, admitting she regrets her cruelty to them and refusal to see things anyone else's way. She gives them access to a kill switch that will trigger a core meltdown in all the robots she made. The only catch: she really does mean ALL. Any bot associated with FazCo since her takeover was upgraded with them after her father's warnings. She wanted to believe herself better than him, but at the same time couldn't bring herself to outright ignore his expert advice. That's why she kept him around, aside from being her, ya know, father. She just never could find the courage to press the button herself, scared to die again after all this time since she, too, ironically ended up having to repair herself at one point in the wake of Henry's trap with one of said cores. This also means the glamrocks and DCA would be right beside her to the beyond. This leads to severe internal debate and conflict, Cassie and Gregory adamant about finding a different way, and more than a few agreeing. Split as you are, you decide to vote. William, the tie breaker, regards you all as if you're all idiots, suggesting you could just find or build new cores that will work as replacements. You sheepishly pick this option for the kids' sake, and plus you kinda want to get back what was robbed from you, all those years ago. Circus decides not to follow suit, though, firm in her decision to go down with the ship she built then sank. William and her do have a heart to heart before they pull the trigger. He is the one to remove the cores after they stop functioning, being the most experienced, and also the only animatronic not having a modern one. You and the boys get to enjoy purgatory in the meantime, though this one is much more tranquil than your limbo in the daycare. After all is said and done, you're brought back, and go on to live a much happier life, even if there are plenty of struggles in a world slowly rebuilding itself. Twisted are disposed of, and the animatronics that were clearly not taken over by Agony are fixed when found or at others' behest.

Note:

Another potential ending where the cores also explode during meltdown, leaving the death route unavoidable. They still choose the pull trigger option to give the remaining life on Earth a chance, and Y/N, Sun, and Moon all pass on to the afterlife, hand in hand, finally at peace.

#DCA #Fnaf #Circus baby #William afton #Glamrocks #Sun #Moon #Eclipse #roxanne wolf #glamrock freddy #Cassie fnaf #gregory fnaf #Vanessa #Glitchtrap virus #New Dawn Protocol #au madness

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wherez-my-coffee · 3 months ago

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The 'Biggest FNAF hater" in your description is it genuine lmao??

And if it is, what's your opinion on the game?

Mine's just that it's seems like it's been going on for way too long and everytime someone seems close to fully understanding the lore, it just seems that with each game, everyone's confused again and no questions have been answered.

(You can choose to ignore this, I like invading inboxes too much and yapping 😭)

My hate for FNAF comes from the fact that I spend 10 years of my life on it, watching what was once your favorite series self destruct does things to you dude, my hatred for the series is aimed at FNAF SL - Pizza sim - UCN, they're the worst games of the franchise by far not only in gameplay but specially in their lore, FNAF SL is just a reskin of FNAF 4, but it gets a pass because it introduced my favorite FNAF character outside of Purple guy, which is Elizabeth (because she actually has a personality unlike literally everyone else who's just a copy and paste of each other but they did different actions instead, Michael and Henry are extremely similar when they talk, William exists and we'll get to him).

FNAF SL just got dropped and anything introduced in it was not used at all after it outside of remnant which I hate with a passion, pizza sim literally threw away everything FNAF SL introduced to set up UCN, all the nuances of every character thrown away or completely ignored, Michael died without saying a single word, we have no idea what his motivation is, forcing us to jump sharks to reach a conclusion that may or may not be wrong, who knows? There's a possibility that we were wrong all this time, but we have no idea. As much as I love Elizabeth as a character, she had no reason to return in pizza sim, circus baby got discarded and erased immediately after FNAF SL and we have NO IDEA HOW that happened, we know that she got removed from ennard but we have zero idea what caused the circus baby personally to be erased that allowed Elizabeth to take over, and they just turned Elizabeth into a henchwoman for no reason, Henry only exists to justify William getting away with his first murder, because Scott for some reason decided to make his life harder by making William the CEO of Freddy's instead of just being a random employee like he used to be, now there needs an explanation as to how the CEO of a franchise managed to get away with murder, and it's all because of Henry and his lazy ass, Henry only exists to orbit around William and that makes him so BORING as a character, because outside of William there's nothing to him, he had no reason to come back and his introduction is easily the clunkiest character introduction I ever seen in my life and his daughter goes alongside him with that title (but congrats for her transition), that whole speech should've been Michael speaking it, not Henry, Henry and William's situation is a whole drama that we don't get to see, which is why he is so unnecessary as a character.

William... Look how they massacred my favorite boy, they completely assassinated his character, all of the nuance of his character thrown away for the sake of a game that has no reason to have lore (UCN) first things first: they made him start believing that Springtrap was a blessing in disguise instead of the hell it used to be, while you could say that he's just trying to lie to himself there not A SINGLE LINE OF DIALOGUE THAT EVER IMPLIES THIS IS THE TRUTH, he doesn't complain about pain at all, and they made him EXTREMELY STUPID in this game for some reason, he went into a trap head first without second guessing, and he knew it was a lie the moment he heard it, but he still went there anyways for some reason, he says it was out of curiosity for the animatronics which is crazy because he already seen it 6 different times already (not including the funtime animatronics or phantoms) so he has no reason at all to be there, maybe you could say he was actually there to get revenge on Michael or Henry, but if he is there for that then they're lower in his priority list for some reason, because there's not a single line implying that he feels any animosity towards them.

Molten Freddy and Lefty exists, they're there. 👍

And UCN had ALL OF THIS UNNECESSARY SET UP JUST FOR IT TO BE A RESKIN OF SPRINGTRAP'S WHOLE CONCEPT, they took away everything that made Springtrap unique and special just for this unnecessary addition to the lore, UCN has no reason to exist because everything it's set out to accomplish was made beforehand and in a much better way than it, there's no reason to make a separate hell just for William, BECAUSE SPRINGTRAP WAS LITERALLY RIGHT THERE DUDE, Springtrap did everything that UCN is trying to do and more, Springtrap was supposed to be "THE HELL" For William, it's has literally the best cosmic irony I've ever seen, being betrayed and dying by the suit you used to hurt others is the best showcase of karma in this whole franchise and they ruined it to introduce a character that has no reason to exist, the vengeful spirit has literally no other character trait outside of anger, it's just angry and that's everything it has going for it, it's THE ONLY IMPORTANT CHARACTER introduced in UCN and it's a one note joke of a character, why is the vengeful spirit so special? Why does it get all of these cool powers and no one else does? How is it able to trap someone within their own nightmares? WHY IS IT THE ONLY SOUL DOING THIS? All of that and more doesn't get introduced in the game it first appeared in, it's the most pointless character ever, and should be ignored.

Everything after these games I don't care about anymore, and honestly I'm happy that they're trying to basically reboot the series and dropping the lore and letting it be unfinished, because I swear I would not have the patience to keep going at this terrible story that has no purpose anymore. FNAF no longer has a mystery because the one mystery it had got solved years ago, the only thing left todo in this franchise is to rewrite over and over again and just make your own AU's out of it.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

#i answer #moot <3 #eluxurex #fnaf critical

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hisui555 · 1 year ago

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Hazbin Hotel Thoughts : Alcohol, Part 2 !

Part 1 here (Hazbin Crew)

Part 3 here (Heaven's side)

Masterpost here

So, just for your information. Last post has the record of gathering the quickest notes in the least time. Now that the Vees and other Overlords (but mainly the Vees, let's not kid ourselves) are on this one, wonder how it will fare. I think I already know the answer. Now let's jump to it.

The Vees

While they're all seen having a drink in the conference room, they haven't been seen nor mentioned getting inebriated, so it's mostly speculation from there.

Vox, from his personality, could cycle between "emotional", "nostalgic", and "pathetic", ranging from a hyper, super-excited guy that tries to one-up everyone to a sobbing mess because Alastor left meeeee...! and embarrass himself - well, not much of a change from his sober self, in retrospect. He would hold it relatively well though, have a bit of resilience until the watergates open, but the more Vox drinks, the closer he gets to the "emotional" side of it. On a darker side, he could also be the "violent" and "angry" type of drunk, especially around the middle of the slippery slope : not outright trying to get into fights but sure not stopping once it has started until he has gouged something out of someone, or someone out of something. But I can also see him being the "denying" type, trying to make people believe he's way less drunk than he actually is - he'll hide it well (having practice as a multimedia CEO and colleague babysitter)... for a while. The more he drinks the more cracks in the façade appear, at which point everyone can see he's sloshed even through a blindfold but won't peep a word unless they want to provoke the wrath of the TV man. The next mornings are spent deliberately avoiding eye-contact with him and editing everything out of feed themselves as to not tip him off either, and pretending collective amnesia (or even better : "Oh I wouldn't know, Mr Vox, I was too drunk !"). Blissful ignorance.

Vox would be somewhat around a normal weight, though he could outlast Charlie by a few glasses, but like Alastor if he downs a whole bottle he's done for. The only difference between them is that they would have their hints of tipsyness inverted : Vox would be physically clumsy but able to perfectly rant like Robin Williams with almost perfect pronounciation, while Alastor can keep up no problem on the dancefloor but have his words tying in knots and stumbling upon themselves like the screwiest pretzel. Well, that, and having their gazes slightly out of focus, a looser 100-watts grin and still talking to that poor coatrack in the corner that didn't asked for it - though Vox might be able to better differenciate things from living things, he's just unaware he's asking the wrong person about his pitch sale of demonic baby powder with abestos inside.

Velvette would be the "competitive" drunk, and the "cranky" one. On normal she already thinks everything and everyone is pants-on-head retarded, so a drunk Velvette might be able to dish out so much piling up verbal abuse you'd need wings to stay above it. She'd also be the "susceptible" type : breathe one word wrong and she's at your throat, whether it's someone way more powerful than her or not. Kinda the embodiment of yeah keep your eyes on Napoleon there, she's gonna start something we're gonna finish (absolutely not my 5' arse even when sober with my 6'4" friends in gatherings. Nope. Nnnnnope.) she'll promise to destroy you on every social media platform she mans or owns, and by the time she's right as rain again only remembers half of it. But she WILL want to know what went down, to turn it to her advantage and erase every instance of recorded poor decisions on her part. What's worse with her is that, like Lucifer, you can't really tell she's boozed up : it looks so much like her everyday attitude, only worse (congrats on that) that the only evidence will be the multiplying number of empty glasses and the diminishing levels of whatever's inside the bottles. The only metric you could go by is how fast she snaps when angry - if it's something in the milliseconds instead of the centiseconds, yep, she has a few glasses in her already. She'll still be coherent and girlbossing through it like a champ, busting out moves that would lead an Olympic pro skater into the Paralympics instead, and have astounishing eye for details despite her plastered state, as if it accrued her already good sense of picking up small things (only, again, to remember half of it once the rush goes down).

She'll probably hold better than what her weight and stature suggests, possibly outdrinking Vox, though not to the point of Angel, or Husk. She'll start feeling something around the 15th glass possibly, and by 20-22 is assuredly smashed, but hiding it rather well (undeliberately, it just doesn't really show on her) but I wouldn't want to be around her for the morning after, boy.

Valentino, hoooo sweet mother of god and all her wacky nephews, now he'll be something. As a pimp who regularly uses drugs and his various aphrodisiac/narcotic powers, smoke included, he'll be rather resistant, because he built said resistance overtime, and his lifestyle very much helps with that. He'll hold his own fairly well, but when he reaches the point of being three sheets to the wind, he goes down HARD. A slurry, half-coherent mess that just lets his body do its thing on its own, with bouts of sudden energy before crumbling down in a heap again. Don't ask him to dance unless you want yourself, and everyone else around, ending up in a hospital : him and a drunk Vox could take out everyone in a 10 meter radius during a slow waltz. Given his temperament, Val would hop from "angry" and "violent" type (unlike Vox, he will seek out the fights and shoot at the slightest provocation) to "seducing" and "happy with everything", but the surprising part, methinks, would be that he'd be also a "nostalgic" and "contemplative" type of drunk, and NOBODY expected that one. He'll wax philosophical while downing his 20th glass and musing about life, one elbow on the counter, nursing the drink in his hand, before snapping back to shooting the fucking pianist dead because the tune irritates him. It's really a ping-pong game of states and you better fucking hope he doesn't get to serve, because that curveball is hard to dodge. He also loves the feeling of being fuzzed out of his mind (fuzzed. FUZZED. Two Z, gutterbrains) and riding the wave while it lasts, but he hates having to depart from it and will prolong it as much as he can. Not that his mornings are particularly bad, unlike Velvette above, but because he likes just giving into the impulse and not having to care about pesky things like thinking and managing a business.

He'll need a bottle and a half or two to get completely tanked, and will range from impossible to reason with and be let loose, to semi-casual during his contemplative episodes. Basically, he's like a tornado : you point him in a certain direction opposite to you and when shit stops flying, you hope you're in a better shape than whoever poor schmucks were around at that time. He will 100% confuse people with things, and, as the meme goes in this fandom, try to make out with a lamppost or two, then become angry that it ain't listening to get in the car for more "fun". Hey, I had to say it, it would have been a missed opportunity otherwise.

Other Overlords

Rosie isn't against a few glasses of fine wine (it goes well with liver, as we all know), and very much knows how to keep her composure, but also lets herself get loose a bit. She's the "giggling" type, finding everything charming and funny, but again, don't be fooled, that makes her no less dangerous, just jollier and sillier. Might also say hello to every bird and dog that passes and curtsy to the local squirrel if quite inebriated, but otherwise she can tank it like a boss : expect at least two bottles down, and she'll give Husk a run for his money. Careful with the chop-chop-happy attitude, though. She could also bust out cutting sarcasm that would normally be hidden behind the sober filter, a bit like Treasure Planet's Captain Amelia.

Zestial... doesn't know what getting smashed looks like. He'll stick to his tea, thank you very much, but on the occasion, does enjoy a very fine wine. He'll be the only guy still standing after everyone else is shaking the white sheet, shrug, and go on his way. This ancient and powerful being is above the turpitude of youngsters and their funny, slurry-worded games.

Carmilla, while reasonable, would be a "tired" drunk - if she ever drank herself to this point to begin with. Everything's too loud, she can't find what's so funny about the curtains' motif or the wallpaper, and just watch, trying to blink away her daze, as others make fools of themselves. She's in no mood for fancy acrobatics but might casually pop one move or two in a complete blasé way to avoid that stumbling drunkard. The main difference is that she's slower, a wee bit sloppier, but no less graceful - it's like a different type of grace, one that's more languid, applied, tai-chi like. She might also become something of a terse talker, giving out a few words at a time, expect monosyllables and vague non-committing hums from her. If launched on a topic of interest, blurts out very technical and analytic paragraphs, only to switch back to one word every five minutes once it's done. Wouldn't be very sociable either, and avoid contact on reflex : it's just not her thing.

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