Tumgik
#prez x whitney
the-queen-of-ships · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
73 notes · View notes
justminawrites · 1 year
Link
if y'all are looking for a new CPC fic to read before the new season drops..
Summary:
Syrah holds an impromptu group therapy session to take everyone's minds off the curse-curing crystal. Somehow the topic drifts to First Loves i.e. first portraits, and Whitney is peer pressured into revealing the truth of the first colourful picture he'd ever laid eyes on.
15 notes · View notes
dyslexicsponge · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
259 notes · View notes
randomgentlefolk · 5 months
Text
CPC CHAPTER 157
I'm— I just. SOB BLAINE AND FREDERICK??
Tumblr media
Ooh!! I should've expected this room to show up in her dream. I'm guessing that it has something to do with the reflections in the sugars?? In the chapter where Frederick and Gwen was in this room, their sweet moment was interrupted by Gwen seeing her reflection in one of the sugar. Maybe the reflections will tell her something regarding her view of herself? Or maybe they will instead warn her about what's happening at the Palace's hall? (By that I mean the war)
Or perhaps...We will see Frederick?
Okay, moving on to the war—
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Bruh they gotta STOP finishing each other's sentence it's driving me crazy and slowly taking my hope away from Blaine T_T
I still have my hopes on Blaine, but it's fading away veryyyy slowly. I'm trying hard to believe in him tho. Good thing I have fanfics and my imagination to help me cope through this :')
Also HECK YEAH IT'S SHOWDOWN TIME!!!
May I just say, I love Jamie speaking in Wingdings XD. I tried to translate it but weirdly it didn't translate into an understandable sentence/word. It's just gibberish.
Curtis with a broom...HE'S SO COOL?? Never underestimate butlers real (Curtis, Alfred)
Lorzanna moment!! They are adorable :D Also they are soooo gonna kick Leland's butt.
Also everyone should just use Laverne as a defense strategy here, just saying. It seems to be really effective.
Leland's threat kinda takes my interest here. What do you mean "or else I will"? Do you mean you can just literally stop what's going on right here right now? Then why not just do it now? Or by that does he mean he's going to punish the Plaid Princes in the dungeon again...or worse? Uh well at the very least all I know is LELAND SUCKS.
Tumblr media
GO, LANCE, GO!! Betray your bs of a father and stop your big brother from succumbing to the dark side!! I have faith in you :') Honestly even though Lorena don't really understand Lance's fear of Leland and calling him a coward kinda stung, but at the same time it's kinda a wake up call for him? I guess??
Oh yeah, sorry for ruining the moment here but I've been thinking about how sick his new scars would be like it would be shapes like an X and that's so cool?!
Yeah I gotta agree with Lorena here, that was kinda creepy Leland... But Lorena's throw was amazing. Like dang..that spear must be heavy as frick and she throws it with a huge strength?? Lorena = Undyne confirmed?
Beckett to the rescue!! :D love that guy. Hopefully the misunderstanding between Maria and Gwen will clear up though :')
And lastly...the one I'm ejwnsuehw about the most...
Tumblr media
Blaine c'mon man Blaine wait listen to me dude wait wait wait. Stop okay stop don't do this 😭😭 Literally go meditating with Whitney bro THIS IS NOT YOU. I don't think i can change you at this point but literally you don't even want to change. And this is the most difficult part because no matter how much you want to help someone, it's pointless if they don't even wanna help themselves. I'm really hoping he would get redemption arc especially because of what Isolde told him in chapter 144.
Oh! I almost forgot. Let's look into the fast pass section!
Tumblr media
So first of all we have Blaine vs. Frederick :') but what takes my interest the most is.. The Prince vs. The Prez... Obviously the prince is Blaine, since it uses singular noun and in the thumbnail we see Blaine and Prez. But what caught my attention is "the Prez..." the prez what? The prez club? This could be something regarding cpc, or maybe Prez creates a new group? I can't wait for it to upload :D
Well that it's for today, now let me just sob on the floor while holding my plaid clothes in front of my cats again.
Mono out! (But still in to hear your thoughts)
16 notes · View notes
cornus27florida · 5 months
Text
for neither can live while the other survives …
@alexandersimpleton @meritre24601 Time Fix AU summary!
The biggest problem in this Frederick rewind the past (Time Fix AU) fic is, he only know what he sees/heard/experienced until ep 145 - so that's means certain important CPC plot points that he not witness and unaware will be unknown to him + huge disadvantage that he didn't know what Leland planning. Basic CPC arcs where Frederick participates in order are as the following (crossed out if in canon, Frederick not there so he has no knowledge regarding about it):
Introductions up to Jamie's wake, and the day after (ep16) he returns to the past
Gwen's slumber party diverges to CPC learns the time curse that Frederick had from the letter [example of the 'cursed' letter taken from Spy x Family latest chapter]
Tumblr media
3) The trip to the amusement park -> instead going to the site 'perfect relation-ship' with Jamie, here Frederick going to the Mirror House
4) Prez lecture, meets Aurelia and Renee changes to Frederick first meeting to CPC, instead much later on like canon + Frederick's day (ep33-34) will changes, I think idea that he try to explain his curse to his family sans Leland will be good
5) CPC outing lessons -> CPC learns more about the time curse, how it connected to Frederick and Gwen + meeting Princels, but have outcome that Orson geeking about ToRT with Fred + Balcony serenade, not sure how it goes bit it differs with canon because now Fred w CPC
6) Lance BD party - CPC got closed for a week because Prez got period and transformed to be were-spider atm
7) Aurelia's trickery not sure how to make new plan for her outing both Gwen and Fred from the club + Premonition, Frederick's initation, Whitney meets CPC early and reveals the truth about the curse name is "star-crossed lovers"
8) Potrait duel + moving the part of Pastel queen potrait mystery in here, comes quicker because deadline sooner
9) CPC intruder arc - the day when death premonition happen
10) Switching the order time of Gwen's dinner party and Jamie's art show event? Kinda interesting to add Beckett and Leopold in the dinner guests but is that realistic?
11) Calm before storm, countdown of less than a month for the "death"line - revealing truths about the Diary of Lilyth (Gwen's side to prevent her death) and Leland's Plan (Frederick's side to prevent his death, deeps in the hole)
12) The Gala, is the final arc in this time fix AU with;
good ending: they discover the nature of their death, succesfully thwarted it with capturing Leland with crime of faking artifact.
bad ending: their efforts fail, Gwen and Fred doomed to die
P.S: regarding "Star-Crossed Lovers" curse
Two lovers doomed to be kept apart no matter how hard they struggle to be together. It may be Fate, or fatally-Feuding Families, or it may be something as mundane as a few hundred miles' separation, but something will always be in their way. In modern times, the term "star-crossed" is often unknowingly misused to mean lovers who are meant to be together. It means just the opposite — the stars (i.e. destiny or the heavens) have ruled against them, or "crossed" their plan. It usually, but not always, refers to unlucky outcomes. Two lovers might be not together in life, but could be in the after-life after passing away together - now in term of this fic;
somewhere in the middle of the story, Whitney 'crashing' Frederick's initiation a.k.a the Slumber Party when Gwen giving miss princess P.A.N.D.A keychain to Frederick. Then..
Whitney: This the first time I've seen someone with 'star-crossed lovers' curse.. you two fates are intertwined so tightly to each other.. Neither can live while the other survives...
Abbi: wait, why the curse's name is romantic? stars & lovers...
Syrah: Abbi no, is more omnious.. tragic even..
Monika: I remember this similar with the tale from my kingdom.. Orihime and Okibishi
Nell: This curse means both Gwen and Frederick should surviving their future together, or if can't will die together
...So, it's impossible for me to passed away without trace - because I will dragging Gwen to die together with me?
This indeed omnious, but I am kinda glad? This will make sure that Frederick won't thinks lowly about his life. He should survives so we could be together in this world...
#angsts with happy ending (hopefully)
8 notes · View notes
the-backwards-eel · 2 years
Text
For the whitney x prez shippers
I was playing akinator and tried getting him to guess prez and this was one of the questions
Tumblr media
Btw i chose “dont know”
19 notes · View notes
CPC PLAYLIST FOR EACH COUPLE/CHARACTER
(except I rarely know songs)
Jack x Leelathae
Shiawase by Honeyworks
Lemon by Kenshi Yonezu
Eine Kleine by Kenshi Yonezu
Love Grows (Where my Rosemary goes) by Edison Lighthouse
Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen
Ghost by Justin Bieber
Dos Oroguitas ft. Sebastian Yatra
You are My Sunshine
Chiisana Koi no Uta
CHOCOLAT by TCY Force
Prez Calpernia and Whitney (they share a lot so I'll just combine them)
All the things she said by t.A.T.u
Are you Satisfied? by MARINA
The Call by Regina Spektor
(Whitney Exclusive) Rubia by HOYO-MiX
Kimi wa Dekinai Ko by kikuo
Blaine
Are you Satisfied? by MARINA
Surface Pressure ft. Jessica Darow
All the things she said by t.A.T.u
Jamie x Leopold
True love by by P!nk
Not Another Song About Love by Hollywood Ending
I won't Say I'm in love
Jolie x Nell
Paper Rings by Taylor Swift
Enchanted bt Taylor Swift
Gwen
Prom Queen by Beach Bunny
Prom Dress by mxmtoon
Magic by deco*27
Leland and Jack
Peter Pan Syndrome by buzzG
This is how to be in love with you by deco*27
Gwen x Frederick
Stickybug by deco*27
Hatsukoi no Ehon by HONEYWORKS
Gwen and Whitney
Hermit the Frog by MARINA
21 notes · View notes
photolover82 · 3 years
Text
The Masked Singer Season 5 Episode 5 Recap: Group B Finals ft a plot twist (Commentary & Guesses)
Hi everyone! Welcome (or welcome back) to Ana’s Masked Singer recap, where I, Ana, recap every episode of The Masked Singer. So, this week, we are back to Group B with yet another wildcard and it is the last time we are gonna see the groups on their own since after Group A’s final, we got the Super Eight (yup, it’s 8 this time... much better still than last season’s format). Anyways, let’s get into it (this is gonna be super repetitive from last week guess wise but I am gonna try to keep it interesting and fresh for you guys, don’t you worry):
Alright, so usually I would save the wildcard for the end as like a surprise, but since the wildcard got eliminated, let’s introduce (and say goodbye to at the same time) to the:
Bulldog!! 🐶
Tumblr media
Commentary: Ok, he sang Candy Girl by New Edition (which is really funny and ironic for a whole other thing, I’ll explain in a moment I swear) and um how do I say this nicely?... he’s a great dancer, but the singing is, what Randy Jackson would say, “a no from me dawg.” (Get it? Dawg.. bc the bullDOG... oh ok I will stop now). Anyways, yeah no, he was not good, I kind of expected this to happen honestly, so I am not surprised nor disappointed by any means. However, the person under this mask kinda did surprise me lol... even tho I kind of saw this coming.
He was revealed to be, in the biggest plot twist of the century, no voting, just Neicy Nash picking it:
*SURPRISE SHAWTY*
Nick Cannon, our very own host and Ken’s “daddy*”
*which is ironic because he legit just announced he was gonna have another baby
Tumblr media
Ok, ok, did I get this right on my own? Nope, but Twitter helped me out so thank you Twitter. I did officially guess him before he was unmasked (but that’s because I had no other guesses sooo can I really count this a win? Hmmm... TBD... you guys let me know). Anyways, BOOM PLOT TWIST BABY, he’s back! Just in case you guys didn’t know (I don’t really talk about the judges or the host here because I watch for the contestants not for them and it would make this already long blog longer and we don’t want that): Nick had COVID so he couldn’t host the first few episodes of the show, but now he’s better and BOOM he’s the host again... Neicy Nash was taking over for him and now he’s back! So yeah this was just a transition for him to be back on the show, but like imma be honest: he might have been married to Mariah Carey but he don’t got any pipes like her, but he’s a good host so he should stick to that.
Anyways, NEXTTTT, let’s talk about the remaining 4 (which are legit the same freaking ones from last week):
1. Black Swan 🖤🦢
Tumblr media
Commentary: So she sang Whitney Houston's How Will I Know and I swear she gets better and better each week like she murdered this song, it was absolutely amazing, my favorite performance of the night hands down. I really love Black Swan, she has one of the best voices on the show and I think either her or Robopine could win the entire season tbh.
I think this has to be (tripling down/final answer/insert buzzer sound here):
Jojo
Tumblr media
Reasoning/Clues:
10-10-10= She has appeared on multiple singing competition shows (she did a lot of those shows as a kid), she was on America’s Most Talented Kids and was a guest judge on celebrity X Factor
Montana= get this... if you are around my age, this will surprise you. Did you guys know that Jojo was the original person that the producers of Hannah Montana wanted to play Hannah but she turned it down because she wanted to focus on her music
In her physical clue, she talks about a female singer who passed away at a young age that she was friends with= she was referring to fellow R&B singer Aaliyah
2. Crab 🦀
Tumblr media
Commentary: He sang Give it to Me Baby by Rick James and it was a very strong performance, it almost took me aback the song choice. I didn’t expect him to go that hard in the beginning, the hip thrusts were a bit uncomfortable for me and he can’t dance for shit (I am sure it’s because he’s a bit older, not faulting him by any means), but it was really strong vocally speaking. He did actually loose his breathe and started hyperventilating under the mask and had to take a break to cool down (literally, because he was burning up under there), which honestly I hope he’s ok, I am not sure if he’s gonna last that long because of that hyperventilating (remember Mickey Rourke?), but tbh it would have been so unfair for him to go because he did an amazing job and I enjoyed his performance. He got soul.... crab’s got soul.
This has got to be (doubling down, like omg even the picture matches w the body type and everything, I am onto something here):
Bobby Brown
Tumblr media
Reasoning/Clues:
Mom kept him in the straight and narrow and taught him how to cook= well, he has spoke about how his mother has gotten him away from the gangs and trouble around his neighborhood and into cooking (he even has a food line, hence the Mac and cheese), which also made him take up singing and thus his band New Edition (remember how I said Nick singing Candygirl by New Edition was ironic? Well this is why... because crab is Bobby Brown aka one of the members.... also Black Swan sang his ex wife’s song so yeah this can’t get any more ironic) was formed
Big Ben= Initals, BB aka Bobby Brown and also he had a show in 2005 called Being Bobby Brown and one of the episodes “Bobby Does London” he goes to London
Ribs= he has a line of BBQ sauces and seasonings called Bobby Brown Foods
3. Piglet 🐷
Tumblr media
Commentary: This time, he went a bit softer with the song choice which I feel compliments his voice better, with 7 Years by Lukas Graham, which made Jenny, who apparently hasn’t listened to this song before (wtf Jenny, this song was all over the radio in like 2017 and you are like a radio host hun), cry. I mean it was really amazing and ballads actually suit him a lot more than super upbeat songs like last week’s Andy Grammar song and I really enjoyed it, I’ve heard that song a million times so no I didn’t cry but I still loved it. I do think Piglet will go super far, my guess is he will make it to semifinals.
I am a 100%, tripling down sure that this is:
Nick Lachey
Tumblr media
Reasoning/Clues:
Genie Lamp= He did a cover of Aladdin’s A Whole New World with his ex Jessica Simpson on Disney Mania 3
The “spider” who made him a family man= referring to Vanessa Lachey, it was supposed to be this whole Charlotte’s Web thing not really referring anything specific about her that she’s a spider, she could have been another pig for all we care
Dog Tags= in the physical clue, there are 3 dog tags, which he has been seen wearing (you can Google those pics) and they represent his 3 kids which his wife gave him before they had their third kid, Phoenix (btw there’s a P on the bottom dog tag shown)
4. Chameleon
Tumblr media
Commentary: Ok so he rapped again but this time the song was Hip Hop by Dead Prez (which I have felt like I have heard but I have no idea where) and I usually hate rappers on this show, but like he’s legit. What I mean by that is like he’s an actual rapper (well Bow Wow was too... but Bow Wow only went as far as he did because of his dancing, Chameleon is just pure rap talent) and his flow is insane. I am not a rap fan whatsoever but I can appreciate good rapping and that was good rapping, actually it was great rapping. Sure, he’s the weakest link of the four but he’s also the coolest one could argue.
Mark my words, this is as I said the last 2 types, again tripling down:
Wiz Khalifa
Tumblr media
Reasoning/Clues:
His little Chameleon/lizard= he has an 8 year old son named Sebastian (he also says Cam in the package which is his real name... by him I mean Wiz.... his real name is Cameron)
Martial Arts= the dude likes Martial Arts and has been trained in it and Jiu Jitsu, he has mentioned it in interviews, has been spotted training in gyms, it’s no secret at this point that he likes that stuff
Hot wings= he has a wings place called HotBox by Wiz and he was also on Hot Ones (for those unfamiliar, it’s a YouTube show where celebs eat 10 super spicy chicken wings while answering questions) idk if that counts but I am also gonna say it
So that’s it, guys! I hope you enjoyed! Follow me on Twitter because I do live tweet the show, it’s the same username as here @photolover82 and I do some of these in video form on Tik Tok too if you wanna follow, it’s photolover820 (close enough lol). So yeah, see you guys in the next one! Byeeee! 👋🏼👋🏼
3 notes · View notes
the-queen-of-ships · 2 years
Text
Me trying to get some rare pair content while canon ships watch me fumble:
Tumblr media
What's it gonna take to get me some content?
Answer: Make it yourself.
Me: Another answer, I need a second opinion.
58 notes · View notes
the-queen-of-ships · 2 years
Text
So, I'm here just reading some cpc comments and this prophecy was mentions in the ep;
Tumblr media
I bring this up bc wild Prez/Whitney shippers in the comment section are pointing out that Whitney is poorer than Asa.
Remember when we called Asa poor? Then Whitney shows up being homeless.
Tumblr media
Weird flex fellow shippers, but go off I guess!
38 notes · View notes
the-queen-of-ships · 2 years
Text
Calpernia/Whitney’s Love Language
Love Language is such a tricky thing to me considering everyone needs and love those but after some thinking I've come to the conclusion that maybe doesn't quite make sense at first.
There's 5 basic love languages; words of affirmation, quality time, acts of service, receiving/giving gifts, and physical touch.
I’m curious what other people think, who knows maybe it’ll inspire someone to do the same for their fav ship.
Calpernia
For Wants, I think Prez is words of affirmation. It's surprisingly unexpected yet makes sense.
Prez being a leader is usually on top of things, strong and will be quick to speak up. Yet she takes people's words to heart easily. Even in the past she had this problem. So I'm not pulling this out of no where.
Prez is, to some extent, a people pleaser. Nothing severely drastic, but her past where she immediately bended to the will of her family, even bended for Whitney. Being faced with a proposal from Asa, marrying Whitney, and murder plot made her realize she didn't want to continue living like this. And with Asa being there for her and encouraging her prior to the lead up of Whitney’s arrival that made Prez realize what she wanted for herself.
Present Prez, altho more independent, still has that problem. Tho this time she’s thinking about her members/friends under her wing. Tori’s word having such an impact on her shows she still has those moments, she hasn't fully developed out of those traits. She overthinks things and as the leader provides reassurance for everyone when she herself is unsure of it.
As people we naturally have moments where we look for someone to lead us, and Prez being the leader, doesn’t quite have one. To have someone validate her and reassure her that she’s doing a good job and she’s doing just fine is something, I'm sure, she would appreciate.
For what she Gives I feel it’s also words of affirmation. She’s very good at it too, it has been showcased in the story when she interacts with characters who need comfort and advice. You can also see it affects her when those words weren’t able to reach the person she was comforting/helping.
Whitney
This is gonna sound so contradictory but I think Whitney wants physical touch. I mostly picked this bc it’s likely the least he received in his entire life. From the Monochrome Kingdom to monastery to his journey to his arrival to the club. Very few people have touched him, most of them being from Saffron, he’s often taken aback by it bc he’s not used to it. It was either physical touch or receiving gifts; bc he’s been given a gift before; “his bedroom” and he was so touched by it that he changed his mind about going to the gala and staying.
Maybe I just picked these two bc I want him to melt/freak out over something simple as hand holding or hugging. Also altho he’s a tiger, he’s technically a cat, so pet the tiger dang it!
For giving; it’s pretty clear it’s acts of service, he’s constantly helping around and doing whatever he can for the club. Whether it be bc of guilt or simply something he does as payment/exchange for letting him stay, it’s pretty clear he’s used to giving rather than receiving so I kinda like the contrast between his wants and what he gives.
31 notes · View notes
the-queen-of-ships · 2 years
Text
Me actually having a grand time writing, until they start talking:
Oh no Dialogue, my only weakness!
15 notes · View notes
the-queen-of-ships · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
The pain is real with this one, folks.
580 notes · View notes
justminawrites · 9 months
Text
The Portrait
AO3
Summary: Syrah holds an impromptu group therapy session to take everyone's minds off the curse-curing crystal. Somehow the topic drifts to First Loves i.e. first portraits, and Whitney is peer pressured into revealing the truth of the first colourful picture he'd ever laid eyes on.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
“All right, that’s enough– get in the therapy bubble, all of you!”
Whitney languidly opened one eye to witness the debacle unfolding before him. 
It was a perfectly normal day for the Cursed Princess Club, the birds were twittering and the weather in the Haunted Forest behind the Pastel Kingdom was uncharacteristically pleasant, enough so that Syrah had scheduled an impromptu tea party (much to poor Curtis’ chagrin) complete with picnic blankets, freshly baked goods, and the most motherly attitude she could muster up in the wake of Prez’s absence. 
Whitney wasn’t sure where exactly Calpernia had gone but had taken one look at the withering glare Curtis’ shot Syrah behind a tray of slightly steaming muffins and realised he’d probably be safer not knowing. 
It must be something to do with the gala anyway, everything did these days. 
Syrah had intended on lightening the mood after the disaster that was Gwen’s Dinner Party, but the impending introduction of a curse-breaking crystal had soured everyone’s appetites for the usual fluffy gossip that doubled as a means of relieving tension in the club. Dragging a begrudging Saffron along, the Pinocchio-fied princess held a mandatory sit down to discuss the pros and cons of portraits being used to arrange marriages (a topic she’d found in one of Prez’s abandoned lecture portfolios). 
Whitney happened to be meditating nearby when the first sign of disagreement began. 
Thermidora knocked over a cup of tea onto Abbi’s new dress, but instead of getting angry, the 80-year-old teenager tutted, shook her head and said something along the lines of ‘-see, this is why you need the crystal more than I do.’ 
This simple, offhand comment set off a chain reaction across the entire tea party and within a matter of minutes everyone was at each other’s throats about why a curse-breaking crystal would be the worst thing that’s ever happened to them. 
Pillows were thrown, names were called and it looked like it was going to turn into a real brawl until Syrah picked up a metal tray and banged on it loudly with a pair of dessert tongs.
“That’s enough!” She repeated, setting down the tray, “Bubble. Now. You too, Whitney!”
Whitney started as she stabbed the dessert tongs in his direction accusatorially, but obliged. Everyone at the CPC was a force to be reckoned with, in their own way, and he had no intention of having more than one member be angry at him. 
Once they were all sitting in a circle, Whitney sandwiched between Saffron and Monika, Syrah (on the other side of Saffron) released a breath. 
“Now we all agreed that we’d wait till Prez got back to talk about the crystal didn’t we?”
“Yes Syrah,” a chorus of girls, and Saffron, echoed obediently. Whitney pretended to be deeply interested in the red-and-white fibres of the picnic blanket to avoid meeting her eyes. 
Nobody had asked him what he thought about the whole curse-breaking crystal situation, but of course, why would they? Whatever claim he had on the item was likely lower than even Frederick; not that he coveted it of course. As far as he was concerned his curse wasn’t a curse at all but the consequences of his behaviour. A punishment that had slowly begun to flare up more and more since he’d gotten here. 
“Great! Then let’s forget about all this woe-is-she business and get back to talking about what really matters!”
“But the history of portraiture is so bo-Oring,” Abbi whined, draping herself across a tired looking Renée, who sighed in agreement. A murmur of assent seemed to ripple through the Bubble as the princesses looked at one another and winced.
“You know Prez’s lectures never fail to put me to sleep, Syrah.”
“Yes, that’s why we won’t be doing history but your-story instead!” Syrah replied, eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Forget about the ‘Olden Days’– this group discussion is going to be all about your very first portrait-crush!”
A chorus of oohs and aahs filled the glade, as the prospect of a fun, shared experience, temporarily overshadowed the gloom of a cure. Whitney must have looked confused, because both Saffron and Monika simultaneously leaned over to whisper in his ear.
“Its like your first crush-“ Monika began.
“-but only from seeing their portrait.” Saffron finished.
“I had mine when I was only twelve,” Syrah grinned, eyes sparkling, “What can I say, I was a pretty popular child.”
“Yeah,” Saffron scoffed, “Or your parents just wanted to get rid of you as soon as possible.”
She smacked his uncursed arm and he yelped. 
“Wait, aren’t portrait crushes usually the result of a marriage proposal.. or an impending one?” Monika asked, anxiously twirling a lock of hair around her finger.
“Don’t tell me you got proposed to when you were–”
“Mm, yeah,” Syrah’s momentary preening turned tart, her lips curling into something like disgust, “–and he was well into his twenties too. Luckily my father saw right through his charade.”
“He hired a man to paint him ten years younger, but the artist did his job too well and my parents insisted on meeting him in person. Long story short, there’s a reason I don’t wear chevron.”
Saffron fell strangely silent and Monika turned a greenish purple colour, looking like she was either about to choke or vomit or both. Even Whitney felt a twinge of pity stirring in his chest for the once tween-aged girl; therapy bubble indeed.
“Anyway,” Syrah continued, completely oblivious to her friends discomfort, “Who’s next?”
“I haven’t had mine yet,” Abbi sighed, catching only the tail-end of the mildly horrifying conversation, “Though I don’t think it’ll ever happen.”
“Oh don’t say that, Abbi,” Syrah frowned, pulling the girl in for a hug, “It just means that when it finally happens, it’ll be all the more special won’t it?”
“I guess so,” Abbi huffed, turning to the lobster princess on her right, “What about you, Thermidora?”
“Lobsters are excellent portrait-connoisseurs,” Thermidora replied easily, waving her large, clawed  arms inches away from Monika’s face, “I had many a suitor in my day, but none ever caught my eye quite like Benedict did.”
“Was there something different about his portrait?” Syrah prompted as Monika burst into a puff of feathers and landed in Whitney’s claws. He steadied the quaking magpie on his other shoulder to keep her out of harms way.
“Oh yes,” Thermidora resumed, unbothered, “He had the most well-kept moustache I’d ever seen, on a man or a lobster. It was quite the fad at the time!”
“Hear that Saffron,” Syrah snickered, elbowing her friend, “Lobster or man..”
“Oh, lay off would ya.”
“I- I haven't had mine yet either-” Monika twittered once she’d recovered her breath. 
“But I can’t really sit still long enough to get one. Sitting still means I have to keep quiet, keeping quiet means all I can listen to are the thoughts in my head, and one thing leads to another and I get so anxious about it all that I just–“
The magpie squeaked as if to make her point and slumped unto herself.
“You could try listening to some relaxing music while they paint,” Jolie chimed in from across the circle.
“Or Read A Book.” Renée scribbled on her pad of paper.
“It shows that you have hobbies and interests!”
“Sorry.. um.. am I interrupting?” 
The CPC looked up to see a familiar golden head hover at the edge of the glade, his bright green getup easily marking him out from the trees and foliage. 
“Frederick!” Syrah exclaimed, waving over the young prince, “Not at all! Are you looking for Gwen?”
Whitney held up a hand in greeting which he mimicked, albeit hesitantly, once he caught his eye. Though the dinner was almost a catastrophe, Whitney remembered feeling relief burst in his chest when Frederick had called him his friend and saved their cover. 
“Uhm.. yes. Is she- is Gwen- uh- around?” 
“No, she’s probably busy getting ready for the gala,” Syrah huffed, “-but you’re welcome to join us.”
“Yes! Come, come!” Thermidora echoed.
Frederick looked like he’d rather pull a llama uphill in a makeshift cart again but swallowed his disappointment like a champ and reluctantly walked over to take Monika’s place.
“We’re talking about first portrait-crushes,” Syrah explained quickly and watched as the young boy brightened but then immediately turned pale.
“O- oh, I see.”
“So,” Abbi nudged after an uncomfortable pause, “Was Gwen your first?”
“My family doesn’t have the best reputation with portraits,” Frederick admitted, beads of sweat forming on both sides of his temple as the rest of the club members fell silent to hear his story.
“Our castle was haunted for years, and Father didn’t see the value in paying for an exorcism so all the pictures we commissioned were.. interesting, to say the least.”
“Oh! A friend of mine had the same problem!” Jolie interrupted, popping open her eye sockets to dig around for a picture. Whitney watched Frederick’s face turn two shades lighter; some curses would definitely take a while to get used to. 
“Here!” 
Everyone leaned in to see the palm-sized sketch the princess had dug out from her eyeless void; though barely qualifying as a portrait, the distinct silhouettes of a king, a queen and a young princess with green hair was overshadowed by a looming maw of darkness punctuated by two sharp jewels of red light, burning like coals.
“No matter where they went, the shadow seemed to follow them!” Jolie explained cheerily. Now it was Saffron’s turn to look perturbed.
“In the end, they gave in and had the exorcism. Good thing they did too, apparently the medium had foreseen that my friend only had three days left to live..”
“Did they... ahem.. ever find out what it was that was haunting them?” Saffron asked gruffly, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice by coughing. 
Jolie turned her sightless eyes on him then, a wicked grin spreading over her features as she leaned in to finish her tale.
“No,” She didn't budge an inch, “But the king and queen had it released into a haunted forest right behind their castle.. a forest just... like... this.. one..”
“BOO!”
Saffron screeched as two glowing red orbs lit up inside her eye sockets, and toppled backwards into Syrah taking the both of them down in panic. Frederick clung to Whitney in fear, temporarily displacing Monika from his shoulder, the latter squawking and spluttering as she launched herself onto Renée’s head and hid in her soft blonde hair.  
Jolie giggled amidst all the hysteria and knocked on her temples with the flat of her palm a few times until the small, unmistakable form of a mouse popped out into her palm, blinked in surprise, then took one look at Whitney and scurried away for its life.
“Everyone’s a critic.” She shrugged noncommittally. He almost snorted.
“Get. Off.” Syrah huffed, extricating herself from Saffron as she tried to maintain a semblance of dignity but it proved to be a struggle since he’d already passed out cold from all the excitement. Frederick sheepishly dusted off his friend’s shoulder and scooted away, embarrassed.
The sun had begun to inch towards the horizon, smearing the sky in yolky oranges and browns, studded with milky white stars.
“Alright,” Syrah began once everyone’s heart rates had returned to normal, “Where were we?”
“Maybe we should call it a day, Syrah,” Monika quipped, peeking out from under Renée’s hair. 
“Nonsense,” She frowned, gesturing for Curtis to pass her a butter-knife, “We haven’t heard Whitney’s story yet!”
Whitney blanched as all eyes now turned to him curiously. Even Curtis, who’d been appearing and disappearing from this conversation at whim paused to flick the cutlery right at Whitney’s face. 
“I’m sure you must’ve received tons!” Syrah said, snatching it out out of the air, a hair’s width away from his eyeball.
“I don’t-“ Whitney gulped, pretending to remain unaffected by the attempted assassination that no one else had noticed.
“Don’t be shy,” Renée held up her sketchpad comfortingly. 
“Yeahmmff, we’re all ears, cat-man,” Abbi mumbled sarcastically, mouth filled with macarons. It seemed that she wasn’t exactly enthusiastic about Whitney’s status as a club member, though she commended his effort to help out. 
He looked around helplessly but even Frederick had perked up now, intrigued by the idea of discovering more about his strange friend and his foreign mannerisms. 
“Portraiture was difficult for my family as well,” Whitney caved in and began when he realised there was no getting out of this one, “-but our reasons were not supernatural, at least, not as far as was told.”
“The Monochrome Kingdom has a very particular relationship with colour; it was both a treasure and a taboo. Nothing in the kingdom naturally produces colour on its own, from the grass to the cloud cover, everything came in shades of either grey, white or black - so any products that did require other hues had to be imported. Raw dyes and paints were especially reserved for the nobility and only brought out during the most important occasions, and even then what was left was quite muted and dull.”
A blanket of silence descended over the CPC as they watched the former prince recall his home with a mixture of guilt and pity. 
“I myself hadn’t seen a single bright colour till I turned 17,” Whitney continued in his usual flat manner, but Frederick thought he could hear something like wistfulness in his friend’s tone. 
“And much like everything else - it came from outside the kingdom.”
“But the Monochrome Kingdom is very well-renowned,” Thermidora mused, claw on chin, “Even under the sea, it was quite the popular subject of debate– surely you must have gotten far more alliance-based proposals.”
“One would assume as much,” Whitney agreed, “-but if there’s anything the King and Queen loved more than their wealth, it was their privacy. Before Blacquelyn was born, they didn’t even bother attending galas or parties.”
“I’m embarrassed to admit, I was ignorant to the outside world for much of my youth. Perhaps that was why I was so hasty to get married.”
“Oh right! I was wondering that too!” Monika chirped, fluttering back to his shoulder, “You got engaged to Prez awfully quick!”
“R-right.”
Frederick raised an eyebrow as Whitney’s demeanour shifted minutely; if he didn’t know better, his friend almost seemed.. flustered?
“As I was saying,” Whitney cleared his throat, “My parents valued their privacy and our obedience, so any portraits that were sent in were burned before either Greyden or I laid eyes on them.”
“It was the eve of my seventeenth birthday when everything changed.”
“Well don’t keep us on edge! Get on with it!” Abbi huffed; despite herself, she was starting to enjoy the story.
“Very well,” He acquiesced, “We had just finished one of our violent gladiator-style fights to win Father’s approval that week when a courtier came in to announce an invitation to a ball–“
“Woah woah woah– a WHAT?!” Syrah gasped.
He trailed away in bemusement as the CPC exchanged horrified looks between themselves.
“Wait, like actual fights, with real weapons?” Monika ruffled her feathers in alarm.
“Yes? But it was strictly torso and below the belt,” He added quickly, as though that made it any less appalling, “I nicked Greyden’s face once and my Father had me thrown in the Tiger Pit for three days.”
“Three.. days..”  Saffron, rising from his fainting spell, looked at Whitney as though he’d just confessed to murder.
“You must have a lot of scars!” Jolie gasped; he nodded.
“Are you.. okay?” Renée volunteered, making way for Saffron to return to the circle, and Whitney shrugged.
“It was a long time ago,” He said, “And I learned to make peace with my experiences, different though they may be.”
“We’re always here if you wanna talk, ‘bout it, bud’,” Saffron sighed, passing him a pillow, which Whitney took bewildered.
“I- uh- Thank you, Saffron.”
“The courtier came in..” Frederick prompted finally, as a mixed silence descended on the group.
“Right- my parents had been invited to a ball being held the next day,” Whitney began again, stumbling over the newfound support he was unused to receiving, “It was a debutante ball.”
“A princess from a neighbouring kingdom had reached a marriageable age and they were holding a party to introduce her into society. Since it was such short notice, my father declined, but it was too late. I had already caught sight of him by then, and hunted the courtier down after supper.”
“I’m ashamed to say my methods weren’t the friendliest,” He admitted, knuckles tightening as he recalled an undoubtably violent memory, “-but after a lot of.. persuading.. I managed to convince him to tell me the whereabouts of the portrait that came with the invitation.”
“The stars must have aligned for me that day, because they hadn’t defaced it yet. The courtier led me straight it, and that’s when I saw her.”
The CPC was once again at the edge of their seat, now because Whitney’s tone had taken on a kind of softness, his claw-like nails relaxing for the first time since he sat in the circle. 
“She had hair the colour of a sky I wasn’t born under, and eyes like a sun I’d never seen. It was the first time I’d ever seen someone so.. full of life. At that moment, I knew I had to have her.”
Whitney winced as he realised what he’d said.
“In hindsight, I realise that those were the whims of a spoiled, selfish prince who had never understood how to correctly treat another human being, but at the time, all I could think of was that if I met her, somehow my life would get better, even marginally.”
Frederick listened to all this, wide-eyed; why did Whitney’s story sound so familiar? Could it be that both of them shared a need for escape from their respective toxic family dramas– perhaps the former prince was a lot more like him than he’d assumed.
“So, what happened?” Syrah demanded, restless for the reveal, “Who was the princess?”
“I took the portrait to my father and insisted on getting married,” Whitney replied.
“AND?” Renée held up the pad of paper.
“He said no and had it burned.” He finished, “So I never found out who the princess was.”
The CPC groaned collectively, completely unsatisfied with the ending of the story but Frederick knew better than to give up hope. He’d noticed that his friend’s shoulders were tense– a tell. 
Whitney was lying.. but why?
“Well,” Frederick rose, dusting off his trousers, “This has been really fun but I’ve got to get back before my Father notices I’m missing. Coming Whit?”
Whitney looked up puzzled, but then noticed Frederick subtle attempt at winking and hurried to his feet as well.
“Oh- yes- I’ll make sure you get home safely.”
Syrah narrowed her eyes at the two newest members of the club and crossed her arms, but before she could point out how suspicious they were being, Curtis appeared once more, now looking a little more mellow than before.
“If you’ll excuse me princess, it’s well after twilight and I need these dishes to entertain the rest of the club members tomorrow. I trust you’re finished with your therapy group?”
“Oh, Curtis–”
Whitney didn’t end up hearing the rest of her sentence, since Frederick hastily bowed a goodbye and yanked him out of the glade, much to the disappointment of the other princesses, who were only starting to get used to the strange striped, tiger-man. 
Once they were far enough that he was sure they couldn’t be overheard, Frederick turned to his friend and gave him an awkward, one-armed hug.
“What–“ Whitney seemed to freeze at the touch until Frederick pulled back (it was like hugging a rock anyway), and shook his head knowingly.
“I don’t know why you lied about the portrait,” Frederick began, watching as Whitney’s claws involuntarily curled into fists, “-but you don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to.”
“I just want you to know, I consider you one of my closest friends.”
“Thank you,” Whitney’s shoulders slumped, and Frederick nodded, turning back to the path at hand. 
After a few moments of reflective silence, only punctuated by the occasional cicada chirping, the former prince released a long, drawn out breath. 
“I lied so they wouldn’t discover the truth,” Whitney said finally, “I didn’t want Calpernia to pity me– she was the princess in the story.”
Frederick had guessed as much. He offered him an encouraging look, prompting him to continue. 
“My father burned the portrait, yes, but only after I had found out who the princess was. The courtier informed me that it was a neighbouring princess, from the polygon kingdom. So I hid it in my room and approached my father with a marriage proposal the very next day.”
“He laughed in my face first,” Whitney said ruefully, “But I kept asking, the next day and the next and the next, until he couldn’t take it anymore. He had the guards search my room and found Calpernia’s portrait and burned it right in front of me.”
“That’s awful,” Frederick couldn’t help himself. He was usually good at keeping his emotions well hidden but the monochrome prince’s tales always had a way of eliciting a reaction from him.
“I still refused to give up,” Whitney nodded, “My obsession with marriage, and Calpernia, heightened tenfold. I became convinced that she was the only way out of the hell that had become my home.”
“I studied and fought relentlessly, and met every morsel of praise my father offered me with ‘let me marry her.’ This displeased him to no end. He had me take ten lashes for each time I mentioned her name. Still, I kept at it. Eventually my mother caved and began accepting portraits from influential families both within and outside the kingdom in an attempt to placate the monster I was becoming.”
“But even then I didn’t budge,” He shook his head, “My fixation with Calpernia’s burnt picture had grown so intense that the rest of the women looked paltry and lacklustre in comparison. It would be three years of constant quarrelling with my parents before an artist was brought in to paint my portrait, for the sake of a proposal.”
“They gave in?” Frederick asked, surprised.
“Not exactly,” Whitney frowned, “My parents didn’t care what I wanted, they’d sooner have me wed to a daughter of monochrome nobility, so they could still have control over their oldest son.”
“But every time they invited one over, I’d find a way to miss the event. Pleasing them no longer mattered, nothing mattered, except getting what I’d been denied for so long. I’d lock myself in and when my father had the doors removed, sneak myself out. I’d send Greyden in my place, cause a scene, sabotage the food, even hide out in the Tiger Pit to avoid these events.”
“I got punished, of course, but it all seemed worth it when my parents finally, finally yielded, realising they couldn’t stamp the insubordination out of me no matter how hard they tried. So they sent my portrait to the Polygon Kingdom, along with a proposal to marry their oldest daughter.”
“Nearly four years later, on my twenty-first birthday,” He stopped suddenly, forcing Frederick to turn around, “-I saw her again.”
“No longer a portrait in my mind, but a person of flesh and blood; Calpernia was beau- um.. she exceeded my expectations.”
Whitney was now completely flustered, and Frederick realised he’d never seen his friend blush before, even the edges of his tiger stripes seemed to glow with a reddish hue.
“I was drunk with power, dizzy with winning for the first time in my life,” Whitney said sheepishly, almost like he’d forgotten anyone else was there, “-that when Calpernia confessed to me that she might be in love with a male nurse.. I reacted rather poorly.”
“The rest is history.”
“Why didn’t you tell her any of this when you apologised?” Frederick asked, leaning against a nearby tree.
“Because it wouldn’t have made a difference,” He replied matter-of-factly, “None of it could erase all the hurt and suffering I’d caused Calpernia.”
“But don’t you think it’s unfair–“
“It was unfair to make her the object of my salvation, when she isn’t an object at all,” Whitney interrupted without malice, “She wasn't and will never be responsible for my unwarranted affection. It isn’t her obligation to care about me.”
“I- I see,” Frederick’s mind was so abuzz he wondered if he imagined his hair twitching with all the thoughts inside it.
“If I was worth forgiving-“ Whitney continued, “-it should be based purely on my actions alone. Not on any excuses regarding my upbringing.”
“Do you still love her?” Frederick blurted out, expecting his friend to revert to mortification but the former prince’s face remained indifferent, perhaps even a little sad.
“I don’t think what I felt was love as much as it was desperation,” Whitney admitted.
“I don’t think I could ever love Calpernia as much as she– oh. Spider.”
Frederick jolted back as Whitney reached over and easily plucked a small, black arachnid from what was indisputably his blonde hair, and tried to stay calm as his friend released it back onto the tree. 
He immediately put several steps between him and the bark of the old oak, watching it crawl onto the lowest branch before disappearing into its leafy folds– Frederick could’ve sworn the little insect winked at him as it vanished.
“D-Do you think it was there the whole time,” Frederick stuttered, forgetting their conversation as he now imagined the spider crawling around in his hair for hours without him knowing.
Whitney did snort then, and clapped the young prince’s shoulder reassuringly.
“Let’s get you back home.” He said, with a small smile.
As the two of them made their way back to the plaid kingdom, deep in the Haunted Forest, miles away, a tiny spider crawled onto the palm of a certain blue-haired, gold-eyed club president returning from her journey, to tell her something she would certainly be very interested in knowing. 
20 notes · View notes
the-queen-of-ships · 1 year
Note
what do you think of. calwhit spyxfamily au
Yes.
I could leave it a short answer but that really isn't unfortunately me now is it?
But before we answer this question, we must ask ourselves another; Is it Spy! Whitney and Assassin! Prez or Assassin! Whitney or Spy! Prez?
The obvious would be the former. Whitney fits Twilight's aesthetic and personality in a way and won't it just be cool to watch Prez kill people? Also it would fit with Prez's little sister who legitimately cares for her having raised her on her own.
But I personally like the latter more. I believe it just fits they're canon personality and dynamic, Prez being readily prepared with Whitney coming in clutch without realzing it. Also lets be honest Prez is ten thousand times better at hding her identity than Whitney. He's a walking suspicion bomb.
Calpernia is pretty skilled to an impressive degree. She bottles up her emotions till she explodes. She's cool, she's really cool but ultimately she's a dork. The CPC could be WISE like look at this gold mine. She's typically the one who often reassure the members similar to Twilight. The handler could be Curtis haha. Calpernia's Fiona could be either Asa or her sister. Also y'know how Twilight is a Psychologist? Just perfect.
Whitney has almost this airheaded quality to him like he's terrible with social ques and norms similar to Yor. Plus he's extremely genuine. Tho it goes against Whitney's moral code to kill, but I feel he has immense appreciation when it comes to weapons and in this field of work find along the way that he could be doing good by doing something heinous. I wonder what association would he be in, he spends his time in the monastery doing volunteer work. Is it so strange for a man like him to remain unwed?
For Whitney's Yuri, I wonder about his siblings. Would they try to kill or protect him, deem him something as harmless. A man who stepped down on his own volition or did he step down bc of force?
I wonder who their Anya is? Could be a seperated Jamie or Gwen, could be both. Adds another new plot line.
This is such a gold mine interesting concepts!
Also who's strongest is up for debate but one thing is for certain just let Whitney be the better cook.
16 notes · View notes
the-queen-of-ships · 2 years
Text
The Animal Curse Symbolism (Prez/Whitney)
Here I am again, talking about symbolism! It’s been awhile since I posted something CPC related, so why not? I’ll just discussing some stuff about Prez and Whitney’s Animal Curse tie ins because damn, Lambcat does their research... or it just so happens to fit.
Whitney/Tigers
Tigers are spiritualistic symbolic for a lot of things, the first I’ve seen is that it means Luxury, Authority, Power. As well as; Anger. Something Past! Whitney had. They can also mean Spiritual Enlightenment, Extraordinary Strength, Unwavering Courage which fits Present! Whitney's curse pushing him into a right direction and giving him more strength than the average human, currently although Whitney has a tendency to run away to protect others and avoid potential confrontation, he inevitably comes back with a straight face when he feels he needs to step up; how he quickly steps up for Syrah when it's about to get physical to and when he stood by to cover the CPC, and like how I imagine he’s going back to his Kingdom.
They can also mean Good Luck and Fortune as well as Protection, though Whitney is only second to Frederick in the unlucky category, he’s basically good luck in terms of the club. He saved Monika from kittens, he saved Renee from a literal premonition (though that was also kind up to Prez), he managed to help Prez realize her problem, he helped Frederick, etc. Everything was very smooth sailing with him there and man just left and we lost all our luck! I'd like to mention all that messy bits happened in the gala happened when he left btw... Just sayin.
In dreams seeing a tiger means “powerful nature to overcome any hardship” which very much fits Whitney’s journey throughout the years.
It can also mean Truth, Justice, and Integrity. Which correlates to some theories about Whitney going back to his Kingdom to clear Prez’s name or to confront his past.
Calpernia/Spiders
Prez has more symbolic meanings compared to Whitney.
Spiders are symbolic of Artistry, Manifestation, Patience, Feminine Power, Ancient Wisdom, Illusion, Balance, and Interconnection. Words of which fit Prez’s personality and position. 
Artistry is simply just a connection to her Werespider curse which she can use to make a scarf. It could also mean how she managed to weave a home for her members. Illusion could pertain to what Tori said and Prez’s conundrum. Tori sees Prez as the person who coddles her members, keeping it like a “dirty” secret instead of revolutionizing how people see cursed people. That could be the Illusion, though I do think Prez’s system has helped the members, making them feel safe and learning at their own pace. These two are connected because how we view spiders is that they’re aggresive and scary how they trap and kill their prey. Prez is scary from an outsiders perspective, protective towards her home and found family and quite hostile to outsiders ie. Frederick and Whitney. And those who actually stay, don’t leave, like even Aurelia came back! Let’s ignore Whitney he’ll come back.
Manifestation, I believe is connected to how she manifested what her goal to fruition; forming the CPC. Prez tends to jump the gun when it comes to a person who has caused pain to herself or to the people she cares about, but when it comes to someone in distress she’s very patient. 
Feminine Power... need I say more? 
Ancient Wisdom, Prez doesn’t have all the answer but she is the main person who people go to ask advice to and she is technically the oldest woman in the club. 
Balance pertains to how she balances the club as the leader, she’s the one to keep the peace. Though she’s not the most balanced when it comes to herself and the club, often putting the club first. Interconnect. She’s the main point as the founder she connected the members with the club.
It seems like in different cultures, it means Heroic Mother. Its appearance symbolizes “the time to confront your fear because it might resurface later”. Prez has helped Gwen who is still stuck, Prez is even very quick to confrontation her family, etc. Whitney ultimately meeting with Prez again could correlate to Whitney facing what he didn’t face or acknowledge enough in his past.
Spiders are also depicted with a light and dark side, showcasing Prez’s personality. Although a very sweet leader known as the peacemaker, is a terrifying agent of chaos.
30 notes · View notes