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Mika & Terran argument

I haven't shared an excerpt in a while and I got a good amount done last week.

I'm not sure how much context to give. Reminder of the basic premise that Terran faked Raymond' death and never told Mika, Raymond's twin sister, that he was alive. That's all come out now, and Terran has to face to consequences of keeping it from her. Terran at one point in the scene gives a recap of the preceding events.

Scene under the cut

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When I headed to the hotel, bag of Mika’s things over my shoulder and the folder and birth certificates tucked in the pocket of my jacket, I traveled through back alleys. Staying out of the more public areas may not have actually been safer, but it felt it. I knew when someone was following me through the messy side streets more than I did on the busy main streets.

I paused when I saw Mika.

I’d been coming to see both of them, but I’d expected them to be in the room. Mika was sitting on the steps of an abandoned shop that shared an employee parking lot with the Veranda. She hadn’t seen me yet. She was wearing the same jacket she had on yesterday and her hair was in a braid swung over her shoulder. A gray cat was nuzzling its face into her hand, and I could see the edge of a smile.

My presence would ruin that smile.

But it seemed stupid to sneak past her, and we were otherwise fairly alone. So I approached her, keeping a few feet back before announcing myself.

“Mika.”

Her head snapped towards me, the sudden movement making the cat back away. The hint of a smile left and turned back into the hatred she always shot at me. Without speaking to me, she turned back into the cat. “Yes, that’s right. Run away, you know when someone’s dangerous, don’t you?” she said.

I hoisted the bag off my arm. “I have your things. Clothes. Toothbrush. Pajamas. That facial stuff in the bathroom.” I trailed off.

“Well, I’m not keeping it out here, am I?” she said, not accepting the bag, so I put it back over my shoulder.

I didn’t know what to say. “Where’s Raymond?”

She turned back to look at me. Her eyes narrowed. “Oh really? You’re asking me now? How the tables have turned. Shall I lie and say he’s—“ Her own emotions cut her off, not able to say it even to accuse me. I watched as she swallowed hard, knowing what it felt like. She crossed her arms. “Abigail called.”

“Shit,” I muttered. I knew he’d agreed to do whatever and help them find the trove, but so soon?

Mika didn’t say anything, just stared in angry silence.

I wanted him here. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted him to tell me why Zachary was wrong. And I was still so tired. I’d noticed my body aching on the walk over here.

“You know what? Give me the bag. Thanks a lot, and fuck off.” Mika said. She stood up and held out her hand for it.

I was really tired of her being mad at me. “I’m sorry, should I not have saved your brother?” I snapped. I swung the bag off my shoulder and let it fall to the ground between us. “Before you were mad at me because I did. Now you’re mad that I didn’t, make up your mind.” I could feel myself saying stupid, hurtful things, adding fuel.

“Oh, this is just my wildest dream, isn’t it? That the one person I attempted to trust has been keeping this from me—“

“Oh and it took you how long to extend the slightest olive branch?”

“You should have told me. You should have told me day of, I deserved to know.”

“Mika, do you really not get our situation? I know you know it. I know you know that this is all fucking life or death, you recognized that we’re both terrified. You think I kept this from you for fun, to watch you squirm? I kept it from you to protect him.”

“Because I’m a danger? You think I would put him in danger?”

I balled my fists, holding them at my sides. “You did exactly that, Mika!”

“Oh this whole Judge situation? You think I want him being used like this?” She looked me over. She took a step down the stairs she’d been sitting on and shook her head. “He’s doing this for you. He’s being an idiot.”

“I’m sorry, who was tied to a chair and who was willingly handing over the trove? Do you know how mad Zachary would be if he found out about that? Do you know realize that that’s why the Judge wants Raymond?”

“No,” she shook her head.

“Mika, you handed it over to them! That didn’t look coerced to me.”

“No. That’s on you.” She insisted.

And this was ridiculous. Maybe I’d starting saying things to be hurtful and angry, but that was so blatantly false. “Let me recap for you. I sneak into their room to free Jodi, who was your freind. I get caught, tied up, and paralyzed. You walk in on your own volition and hand over tot he judge a whisper full of information, which Raymond is forced to interpret in exchange for my life. Please explain to me how this is on me.”

I can see tears in Mika’s eyes, and for a moment I think it’s because I’m right. But she shakes her head again. Stubborn as always.

“Terran, why do you think I was doing that?” She asked, this time her voice cracking a little instead of pure anger. “You think I thought it’d be fun to betray Zachary? You think I thought Oh, I sure hate working for him, how about I got help out the guy in charge instead? You gave me no other choice. You made it so I was alone, just like I had been ever since you took him from me. Don’t deny that—even if you didn’t kill him, you took him from me. Why do you think I reached out? And you pushed me away again. That was supposed to give me freedom. You think I would have put Raymond in danger if I’d known?” She turned away to hide wiping an eye with her sleeve. “And what, I’m supposed to trust you now? What else would you keep from me?”

I couldn’t find a reply to that. Her words sunk in. I remembered how she’d tried to reach out, to help me find Jodi only for me to push her away… to avoid her running into Raymond. And maybe I’d been wrong this whole time. She could keep a secret. Maybe I should have told her.

I’d never cared until now how much she hated me. She was hating me for something I didn’t do, so I never took it personally. Never even really cared, for a long time, it wasn’t very important what she thought. But now she was hating me for exactly what I had done. And the hurt that Raymond’s death had caused her… that I’d caused her… that didn’t just go away with his return to her life.

I dropped focus. “I’m sorry,” I said. I avoided meeting her eyes, just started at the ground. “You’re right. I should have told you. I should have told you a long time ago. I should have trusted you and not pushed you away.” I sat down on the stoop. “When I did that, when I saved him, it was the first good thing I ever did. I wanted to protect him, but I was also protecting myself. It was easier to keep you in the dark.” I fiddled with the zipper of my jacket. She didn’t say anything. I found myself continuing talking. “You and Raymond were so good at knowing what the right thing to do is. I watch you do all this and see how much you hate it, because you know it’s wrong. But I’ve only known that based on you guys’s example.”

The cat Mika had been petting, that had disappeared at some point, suddenly jumped up next to me. It curled next to me, a small warm body against my leg.

Mika let out a sigh. “Just don’t keep anymore secrets,” she said.

I reached over to the cat, running my hands cautiously over its body. I know they sometimes bite without warning, but the cat just lifted its had and looked at me.

I wasn’t sure if that meant we were okay, apology accepted. I glanced at her, but her expression was unreadable, as she just stared at the cat. At least he wasn’t angry or crying. “Zachary and I burned your house down,” I said. I looked back at the cat, which had relaxed again. I stroked its forehead. So soft.

“I figured he had,” she said, taking it much better than I’d thought she would. “He’s burned you before, too, hasn’t he?”

She’d asked me that back then, in the bathroom, when I’d helped her.

The memories twisted in my gut, but I kept stroking the cat and it was easier to say. “Yes. Before you and Raymond arrived, it was pretty common. But it was to teach me.”

Mika sat down next to me. She reached over and pet the cat under its chin, and it leaned its head towards her. “You didn’t deserve that.”

“It’s okay,” I brushed it off instinctually.

“Yes, burn a child to teach him a lesson, that’s totally fine and normal.”

“To teach me to be an assassin. To survive,” I argued.

“Fine,” she said. Then, she added, “You look like crap, you know.”

I managed a small smile at that. “Yeah, I didn’t sleep very well.”

“And poured energy into him yesterday,” she added. I’d forgotten about that. “Of course you’re drained.” A pause. “Did you come here just to bring my stuff or did you want him for some reason?”

“I wanted to bring your stuff” I said. But now that I was trying to be honest, I added, “And I didn’t really want to just stay at home.”

“Now there’s a sentiment I can get behind,” she said.

The cat decided it was bored of us and stood, walked behind Mika, and then let away.

“I found something else,” I said, remembering what was in my jacket pocket. I reached in and pulled out both things. The birth certificate I handed over first. “From your old house,” I explained. “I thought you might need it if you do manage to leave.”

Hint of a grin. “Thanks,” she said. She read it over, then folded along the seams and stuck it in the bag of her things.

“I also found this,” I said, taking out the folder. I tilted it towards her.

“What is it?” She asked, but she opened the envelope, and I waited for her to discover it herself. “A journal?”

“Your mom’s.” Suddenly I was afraid I’d lost something by giving it to her— what if she didn’t want me to read it? “I haven’t read it. But I think there’s stuff about my parents in there, too.”

She stroked a hand over the book. “Let’s go inside,” she said. “We can look through them together.”

Thank god. It was just as good as saying she forgave me. I gave her a smile— I think a real smile, for the first time with her— and stood, following her into the Veranda.

[thatacotargirl]

A Court of Emberfall and Starlight (1)

A warm welcome to A Court of Emberfall and Starlight! This series will explore Eris and Rhys' Sister Reader. I am beyond excited at what this new story will bring, I hope you follow along for the journey!

The character of Rhys' Sister Reader has experienced trauma from her time Under the Mountain. This is not explored in this chapter, but will be explored in future chapters. Please take care to read the warnings for each chapter before you begin.

A special thank you to @the-wall-willow for requesting this pairing 💜

Warnings: descriptions of a panic attack, allusions to trauma

An Eris x Rhys' Sister Reader Fanfiction

Reader POV

With the number of targets we have on our backs and the war with Hybern looming, it's no surprise that my brother has me under lock and key in our home.

It doesn't mean I have to be happy about it.

After Rhys and I came back from Under the Mountain, it was like a switch had flipped in his brain. We had always been the 'dynamic duo', as Cassian called us, scaring our parents half to death with our stupidly daring and adventurous antics. But, after what we went through, it was as though Rhys saw just how close to death we had been, and couldn't stand the thought. Our nighttime flights and audacious excursions ceased immediately and everywhere I went, one of Azriel's shadows followed closely behind. As the hostility between Courts increased, so did my protections, until now - where I am effectively under house arrest for the foreseeable future.

I love my brother and I know he worries, but if I have to spend another day trapped in these walls, I think I might scream.

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"Y/N, ARE YOU READY YET?"

I'm pretty sure the entire population of Velaris just heard Cassian ask if I am ready. Looking in the mirror, I smooth down my black satin skirt and adjust the silver, cropped tank top. With a brief nod to myself, I head out of my bedroom and down to the living room, where Cassian is waiting to fly me to the River House.

I am living at the House of Wind at the minute, sharing a home with Cassian and Azriel. Rhys wanted me to stay at the River House with him and Feyre, but I argued that I needed my own space - largely so I didn't have to hear them every time I left the room. I mean, really, on the dining table? I eat breakfast there!

Rhys agreed to me moving into the House of Wind as long as I agreed to not leave without Cassian or Azriel accompanying me. Like I'd be able to otherwise... I am quite happy to walk down the 10,000 steps to the street, but walk back up 10,000 steps? Not a chance. I also have to do weekly check-ins with Rhys to make sure I am ok, especially after what happened Under the Mountain. I still haven't spoken about it with anyone, not even Rhys, and he treats me like a fragile snow globe as a result - worried that he'll say the wrong thing and I'll crash and burn.

Today, however, is a little different. Today we are all heading to the River House to discuss the plan for tomorrow's High Lord meeting. All the High Lords will be visiting the Night Court to talk battle preparations ahead of the impending Hybern threat. Now that the High Lords know about Velaris, and at Helion and Tarquin's insistence that they see it, Rhys offered to host as an olive-branch gesture to ensure their alliance should war break out.

"Ready".

You smile at Cassian as you approach and let him tuck his arms under your back and knees, before taking to the skies. You roll 180 degrees in his arms once you're flight-born so he is holding you with both hands under your stomach and your body facing down towards Velaris. It's one of your favourite ways to fly, letting your arms swing out in front of you like you have wings of your own. You can feel Cassian's chest shake with a chuckle as you hold your arms out like a bird, enjoying the way the wind feels around your face. You didn't inherit Rhys' ability to grow wings. In fact, you didn't seem to inherit Rhys' anything. Despite being almost a century old and technical heir to the Night Court, until Rhys and Feyre have their first child, you hadn't yet displayed a single power of your own.

Cassian lands gentle on the balcony of the River House and you give his shoulder a gentle pat in thanks before walking through to find your brother.

"RHYYYYYYSSAAAANNNNNNDDDDD"

"Cauldron, y/n, I'm right here".

You grin as Rhys rounds his office door and engulfs you in a bear hug.

"I've missed you".

"Yeah yeah, don't pull the soppy big brother bullshit on me now". But you hug him just that bit tighter.

"Thank you for coming, we could use your input for the meeting tomorrow".

"My input? Rhys, I'm flattered, but I'm as useful as a chocolate teapot for anything to do with you High Lords".

Rhys chuckles before ruffling your hair and pulling you into his office.

"You've always had a way with words, and we need to appease all the High Lords to make sure we're allied should Hybern strike. It's going to be hard enough with Tamlin attending, let alone Beron".

"Tamlin and Beron are coming?"

You shudder in mock horror, much to Rhys' amusement.

"Yes, both of them. And whilst I might be the one and only Night Court High Lord, no one holds a candle to you when it comes to pulling on heartstrings and having them wrapped around your finger".

He's not wrong. From the moment you were born, you had Rhys wrapped around your little finger. He was your built in best friend and protector. Once Cassian and Azriel joined the picture, you suddenly have 3 best friends and 3 protectors, all of whom would kill for you. Or run out to buy you ice cream at 2 in the morning. Or really anything else you asked them for.

"Fine, I'll help".

"That's my girl. Will you stay here tonight? It would be nice to have you stay for dinner".

"I'd like that. What time will dinner be?"

"7pm - and it'll just be you, me, and Feyre. Cassian has gone to join Az in Windhaven and they won't be back until tomorrow morning now; and Feyre should be home from the studio at around 6ish".

You nod in response and turn to leave, letting Rhys carry on with whatever he was working on at his desk. Looking at the clock as you leave his office, you see that it's only 3pm. A mischievous smile crosses your face as you turn back, checking that Rhys has his back to you, before turning left out of his office towards the front door. Opening it as quietly as you can, you take one last look behind you, before making a break for it.

-

Velaris at 3pm in the early autumn is one of the most special times. There is a slight chill in the air, but the sun still warms you enough to be comfortable. The trees are turning, their red, orange and yellow colours filling your sight as far as you can see. Autumn might just be one of your favourite times of the year, besides Starfall and the Winter Solstice, naturally.

You want to get your brother and Feyre a gift, or maybe dessert for tonight, but you don't want them to know that you snuck out of the House alone against their instructions. Sighing, you decide that you might as well make the most of it, and enjoy a cup of coffee and a slice of cake at your favourite bakery on the Rainbow. You make your way there, walking in a happy daze, watching the rest of Velaris' citizens bustling about with their day. It makes you smile, seeing how happy everyone looks. But with each smiling face, you're reminded of what you had to do to guarantee it. What you had to sacrifice for it. You feel your steps start to falter and you slow down, suddenly feeling an anxiety you hadn't realised was brewing in your chest at the thought of entering the bakery and speaking with the staff. You feel your chest tighten and your breathing become ragged.

Not again.

Looking around, you can't find anywhere private to hide. Although he will be furious, you attempt to call to Rhys, but you're met with a solid, obsidian wall - no doubt in concentration as he prepares for tomorrow's meeting.

You can sense your legs beginning to heat and a jelly-like feeling starts to pass over them. You need to find somewhere to sit, or you will go down in the middle of the street.

Approaching the edge of the Sidra, you drop to the railing, trying to gulp in air but feeling like your lungs are suffocating. You can't get control of your breaths, and your heart is speeding at rapid pace, making everything around you fade in and out of focus. Tears stream down your face and everything hurts.

"Hey, you're safe, you're safe".

A hand gently touches your shoulder, deepening the pressure there once they see you don't flinch away. Grounding you.

"Tell me 5 things you can see".

"The Sidra, the Rainbow, the Book Store, the clouds, my hands".

"Good, now 4 things you can feel".

"The grass, the railing, the wind, the ground, my skirt"

"3 things you can hear".

"The water, the people, you".

"2 things you can smell".

"Coffee and cinnamon".

"1 thing you can taste".

"The pastry I had for breakfast".

You feel the stranger laugh next to you.

"What pastry?"

"It was a custard pastry".

"Was it nice?"

You chuckle. "Yes, it was".

"How are you feeling?"

You check in with yourself, and are surprised to notice that the panic attack has stopped. Your heart is still definitely beating faster than it should be, but you don't feel the impending sense of doom, and your breathing has slowly returned back to normal.

"Better, thank you. How did you do that?"

"My brother has panic attacks sometimes, I use that to help him too".

You look up to lock eyes with the stranger, and kneeling in front of you is the most handsome male you have ever seen. You see a shine flare across his eyes as he studies your face. The male clearly isn't from here. If his red hair wasn't a giveaway, his clothes would have been. Exquisitely embroidered and tailored to fit his body to perfection, it features detailed patterns of flames and red leaves.

The Muse of Autumn. You make a note to share the image with Feyre and ask her to paint him.

"Thank you".

"You're most welcome".

The stranger helps you to your feet, making sure to check you are steady before he lets go of your arms.

"Would you like me to walk you home?".

You consider the offer, but Rhys is already going to be angry if he realises that you left the house by yourself, let alone if your return with a random male in tow.

"I'll be ok, thank you though".

"My pleasure ...?"

"Y/n".

"My pleasure, y/n".

The stranger bows gently to you before walking away towards the coffee shop. As you start to make your way back to the house, bracing yourself for Rhys' fury, you realise you never asked the stranger for his name in return.

[ddwcaph-game]

Story World Crush Option #1: Cordelia

Welp, this was surprisingly hard to write, but here's the character introduction for the crush option you'll meet in Wayne's story world!

Cordelia's character profile has mild spoilers so nothing important will be revealed, but I recommend you check out the post I linked above for context if you haven't seen the sneak peek yet.

I'll answer asks about the story world crush options as long as they're not too spoilery, and I will put them under "Keep Reading" until they're introduced in the story.

CORDIFOLIA JAY MIMIDAE Level 22 Warden

PRONOUNS: She/Her STORY WORLD OF ORIGIN: Escheria SPECIES: Half-Dwarf, Half-Halfling MBTI TYPE: INFJ ENNEAGRAM TYPE: 1w2 AVIAN STAR SIGN: Psittacine PRIMARY LOVE LANGUAGE: Acts of Service IDEAL FRIEND: Honest, Altruistic

Cordifolia (better known as Cordelia) is the daughter of Blueberry Mimidae-Goldberg-Corvidae and Huckle Mimidae, two of the founders of D' Warblings Refugee Camp. While Cordelia has her halfling mother's warm, understanding, and caring nature, she has also her dwarf father's fierce protectiveness and unyielding determination. Although she might appear shy compared to her more outgoing parents, she loves getting to know people and learning what brought them to the camp.

Delia works as a cook and tea brewer at her parents' treehouse, the HuckleBerry Inn and Tavern. While she enjoys the peace and frequent gatherings, she feels uneasy and longs to leave the camp—something her father is adamantly against. She wants to venture out into the world to help other people with her abilities, partly because of the call to adventure, and partly to stop the rising tensions between the dwarves and the halflings that drove her mother to live away from the camp and have another flock.

Delia is an apprentice at the nature and healing branches of Avian magic, which she inherited from her mother. She's not an expert singer like her mother is, so she uses her ocarina instead to harness the healing and protective properties of Avia's winds. Although she views violence as a last resort, she is still very much capable of defending herself, having learned various fighting techniques from her Papa.

She also has a pet rainbow cockatoo griffin named Odora, which she unknowingly tamed as a toddler after her father caught one from the wild. Dore grew to be protective of Delia, often taking her and her father together to fly and do tricks around the camp, sometimes recklessly as Dore has come to expect Delia's healing aid. She also tends to a hanging garden in their treehouse, her favorites being two Ardan flytraps she has named Goneril and Regan.

Cordelia is quite tall for a dwarpling—she is slightly taller than Goldilocks-height MC at 22 cycles old, which is roughly 13 Earth years.

While having crushes isn't necessarily on her mind right now, Delia would love to have a girl (or someone non-binary) to go along with her on her adventures. That's how her parents met, after all (or maybe her Papa was exaggerating again)…

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Anyway, I hope you're all excited to meet Cordelia!

[lovee-infected]

twisted wonderland theories part 3 : Opening explanation and parallels

Well well , hope you guys enjoyed reading the previous two parts of twst theories so far

Anyways , this is the third part . I decided to go through the opening and original disney animations and also black Butler anime references one more time so this is the combination of all I've found this time , together with some stuff you might've missed

Twst's official opening was pretty mysterious and is most likely giving us hints of the upcoming adventures during the storyline . Well here's the link to opening with eng sub and also the summary of the main character references that were given to us:

1) Ace and Deuce's rivalship : We talked about this one a lot back in (part 2) so let's skip this one

2) Leona's sadness and pain : Leona's tearn falling to the ground and the Ruggie and Jack coming for him ; that's just how he always is : mentally sad and broken with a horribly frustrating past , but will avoid expressing himself and letting anyone see his pain anyway . Not really weird that these two are always around him , Leona does really need to be looked after ...

3) Azul's seek of power : He just looked...mad in this scene . Ursula's shadow on his fave and that creepy smile totally freaks anyone out. It really explains how great his desire of power is . His neglected self in the childhood and pretty poor talent got him to this point...

4) Jamil's cold and kinda confused self : Well this one isn't really clear yet since ch 4 isn't out . But perhaps depression has this guy... spending his whole life serving the the nasty Kalim he might've grown the same characteristics as Jafar , who was so long sick of being the second one in everything . But still his ideal of life is much different from Jafar's . We saw him hypnotizing Kalim in order to make him force students to do better at school . He's trying his best to leave up to his promises as the vice dorm leader but still , having the nasty Kalim as the dorm itself is making it a lot harder for him so he's got no choice but to hypnotize him...

5) Idia's severe anxiety and his protectiveness toward Ortho : This one was mentioned in s rather old re blog but here e go again : Well with how the rumors of the "cursed Shroud family" , Idia's anti-society self might be a bit explained . This guy's overblot is surely going to be EPIC ... we just know very few about him and yet that's more than enough for him to overblot at once . Also the mention of the process of bringing Ortho back to life was a bad hit...His family curse might've been the reason of whatever thst has happened to Ortho

6) Vil's anger of not being the fairest and breaking the mirror: This one's been pointed out a lot . His anger being the same as evil queen's and also the fear of him actually poisoning someone to become the fairest one more time....**

7) Malleus' isolated self and his hidden evil aura : This one's being shown too obviously . The lonely dark prince exposing his evil side under the full moonlight . All alone , beyond the forest of thorns (Lol how ironic) while the others are running to save him before it gets too late...***

(note : **,***: Vil and Malleus' description will be continued undercut)

Very well these were the general hints found on the opening , but don't miss the final seconds which included the biggest hidden facts you could've missed

Firstly , the splitted ink (This one was previously discussed on part 1 but still...) : We talked about how in the "Epic Mickey", Mickey accidentally splits the magic ink over the kingdom and which led to the creation of "shadow blot". This sight seems to be much similar to what we had here in the epic mickey

Well this parallel might be more than just an accidental one and finally and it might actually be that overblot is kinda Crowley's fault , too

Crowley crosses the mirror , turns into an actual crow and flies away...(DaMn YoU bIrDiE wHERe ArE yOu gOinG I'M noT doNe YeT-)

Well the reason he suddenly runs away isn't clear yet but being a fan of black butler for years , I was suddenly reminded of how Undertaker disappeared all of a sudden at this scene from the movie :" Book of Atlantic "

pretty similar , aren't they..?

In Book of Atlantic , Undertaker revealed his original identity as a reaper and the mastermind behind the "Bizzare dolls' " project after pretending to be a just a crazy cookie lover for so long . And at once , he comes up with his stunning sudden self-reveal , leaving everyone in the room speechless

Now now , what do we have with Crowley?

A principal who keeps hiding his face (remember that Undertaker hid his eyes , too?) , telling everyone "how kind he is" many times ... also:

1) In the opening , he was standing smiling in the mirror hall while the seven dorms were burning through seven mirrors

2) He didn't ever try to stop anyone from overbloting ; even Riddle whose overblot occurred right in front of him

3) In the beggining of the game, he asked the mirror to choose the right one and then! and MC was chosen ! MC took the hand of the one appearing through the mirror (seemingly Dire Crowley) and came here. With all said , so why did the mirror reject MC afterwards?

Also , how couldn't he help MC return to Their own world and didn't know about it if he himself brought MC here..?(Could it be that...MC doesn't remember how she/he was brought here?)

4) If he literally is THIS useless and can't ever stop or help anything, then why would he be the principal.....?

Sooooo enough with Crowley ; but what's with these two....?

The spindle wheel & the poison apple ; Sleeping beauty and Snow white

Well it seems that Diasomnia and Pomefiore are going to play a greatly important role in the storyline . We were kinda sure of Diasomnia's but Pomefiore's...? What's so special with it?

(A few hours earlier)

(Me : Hmmm ... the black mirror...where have I seen this before..? *googling - searching Snow White- going to the magic mirror scene* Me : Uh...)

Well... here it is : The Crowley's beloved flower of evil , back at his days with evil queen

feeling old yet ...?

Btw , just how important is being "the fairest one of all "to him ? How 'far' would he go to be the fairest...? With the bitten apple in the last few seconds of opening , it most likely seems that he IS gonna 'kill' to be the fairest again ...Who would he kill ? We don't know . But how about our pretty small guy Epel? Could it be him ? The stubborn freshman who refuses following Vil around and is usually mistaken with a girl......?

Also , why would the original mirror be so important to Crowley? If Vil's supposed to represent evil queen , why isn't 'he' the one owing the mirror...?

And now , the spindle wheel .Great maleficent's legacy , in the hands of Crowley...Well well this is 'too' much . Malleus' family treasure being kept hidden in NRC... pathetic

Also , the mirror which Vil broke in the opening . Well well seems like he isn't having the original magic mirror , afterall....

But wait , if there's the spindle wheel , who's gonna be the evil witch to pull the sweet princess to eternal sleep..? Right , there's only one who might be...

Well we talked about all we'd got so far , but what about Grim ? Isn't anyone going to mention his importance or why he was also mentioned in this chaotic final seconds of opening ???

So... this is what we had in the final seconds :

1)The apple

2) Crowley

3)The black ink

4)Grim

5)The spindle wheel

We talked about all of them except nu 4 . But before that , I've got the same question as before : Why is it "Sleeping beauty" & "Snow white"..?

We discussed the "overblot Grim " hints in (part 2), but here's another thing :

Very well , ever heard of "Grimm brothers"...?

In the case that you don't know who they are , here' the point : They are the authors of 'original' versions of sleeping beauty & snow white; two of the darkest , deepest and possibly creepiest stories of their own throughout the history

I believe that most of you are familiar with the original versions , but you may like to take a look at these two if you haven't yet heard of them check the two of these stories out : (note: I'm aware that there are darker , deeper versions of these too but I'm not gonna mention any of them because : 1)They aren't written by Grimm brothers & 2) They include overly sensual and inappropriate content which has no place in my posts . If you care to know about them , check them at your own risk)

Alright , if you ever wondered who was Grim named after , I guess we've got it now . Mentioning Grim , Snow white and Sleeping beauty together at once is too direct to be a coincidence ...but it's also terrifying ...

Thinking that Disney is actually referring to the original books written by Grimm brothers is a bit too dark... Original stories are really horrible and a great way to ruin one's childhood , but all these hints fit each other way too great and now , they may no longer be just a coincidence...

[tjay-writes]

~BuckyXElina~

✍🏻 Author’s note: All MARVEL characters’ credit goes to marvel. Elina is a character I came up with. The stories from this series are from Elina’s POV. Thank you for giving it a read!

- Part 1 -

Bucky opened the door, looking tired but happy. He had recently bought the new apartment for us to shift in and was doing both of our work alone. I had helped him as much as I possibly could without him getting all over protective about me being 4 and a half months pregnant.

He wanted to go with me to the doctor but, I made him promise that he will stay at home as his arm surgery's pain kept on coming back again and again. I should've made him sleep somehow because he's up working again.

" Hey.. Come on in. I'm almost done getting the furniture and stuff in their places. Steve will be sending in some people to get the painting of the walls done. What did the doctor say? "

" Why are you working again? I heard you wincing in your sleep so, I told you to stay at home for resting, not for moving things around Buck. “ I crossed my arms and gave him a stern look. All it did was make him laugh quietly and that melted me, well almost.

" Yeah yeah, I know but, it's not hurting anymore. So, relax." He held my arms and nodded, " So, what did the doctor say about the test reports? “

I could feel the colour vanish from my face hearing his question. Thankfully, he had turned around to bring two chairs for us to sit.

" Well, we are having triplets and not twins. Two girls and a boy! The ultrasound before was confusing, apparently. " I forced my excitement.

" What?!? Seriously? ... I'm ... " He hugged me as delicately as he could, " I'm so happy! Thank you, Elina...I love you so much.. so much. “

My emotions were going to betray me but, I suppressed them back. This wall of mine has been up for a week almost now. Somehow, I had managed to convince Bucky that I was alright. Maybe, he thought it was one of the mood swings or something. He has been reading all about pregnancy lately. Almost too much.

" Buck... I need to tell you something.. " It was getting harder and harder for me to tell him, especially with him looking so happy. I firmly held my lower abdomen - which was now a visible bump.

" Yeah go on.. First sit. I'll go get some lemonade. "

I sat down and breathed deeply, trying hard to calm myself down. This could have been the best moment of my life; I'm having three babies and it’s with the love of my life, who is more happy than I’ve ever seen him.

" Here you go. " He swiftly took a sip of lemonade from his cup and handed me another. " I think we should call up our friends and let them know. Right? "

" Bucky... There is a complication. "

This seemed to slightly suck out the happiness from the room. He frowned, " What do you mean? “

" Remember while we were travelling, I almost fainted because of my headaches? “

" Yes... But, that was 'cause you were dehydrated.. right?"

I took a deep breath and blurted it out, " We thought so but,...well, I got a full body check-up done last week to be extra careful, and the tests detected a cyst in my brain."

I could see the shock clearly on his face as he tried to absorb it. Before he could ask something, I spoke again suddenly.

" A cyst could potentially turn into a tumour. Last week's test results located the cyst so, the doctor asked me to do a further test to see if it’s malignant or not. "

" And what did it say? " He asked quietly as he stood in front of me.

" It isn’t a tumour yet but it has a possibility of turning into a malignant one. The more time it's in there, the higher chance of it becoming more dangerous. That's why I was having those terrible headaches. " My voice was slightly shaking as I tried not to cry.

" Okay I mean um.. the doctor must have suggested something right? "

" The doctor said that removal of the cyst could turn out to be a major operation and wouldn't be healthy for our babies at this point. "

Bucky stood in silence - his chest heaving.

" Buck.. " I stood up and held his shoulders, " I'm not up for any operation until our babies are born. "

Bucky still didn't respond. He just clenched his teeth.

I went on, " I don't know whether you will support me in my decision or not but, this is what I’ve decided. There are three lives inside me and there’s you and trust me, that’s my strength to survive... I haven't ever loved anyone as much as I've loved you and now, our babies...Just say something please. ”

Bucky turned away and didn't say anything. My heart was sinking. Maybe I was wrong to believe that his love for me and my babies would be stronger than his fear of losing me. I could feel the tears streaming down my face. My head was already feeling heavy. I held my stomach tighter. My back was starting to hurt too.

" I understand..-" I swallowed to push back the tears, " that you don't want to talk about this. I .. had some work to get done anyway... "

" Wait..." His voice was quavering.

He looked at me and I could see his eyes - red with hurt.

I couldn't take it anymore. I held the chair with one hand, in hopes that it would slow down the pain, and I bursted out sobbing, covering my face with the other. Then, I felt two strong arms wound around me, slowly lifting the weight off of me. My face was right below his neck. I buried my face in his chest as our breaths started to calm each other down. It felt like eons before he broke the silence.

" I will support you no matter what. I swear. I'm so sorry I made you feel bad, even for a moment... this is a lot.. and I was angry because you waited for an entire week before telling me... "

" I just didn't know how or when to tell you...I couldn’t be the reason why you break down again. “

He dipped his head and said softly, " You are the one who held me together. How can you ever break me? I am stronger today because of you and I am never leaving your side. Never."

I couldn't help but, beam at him through my tears.

He continued, " We will get your operation done right after the delivery... Okay? And the doctor said that everything should be alright after the operation, right? "

" Yeah. " I genuinely was feeling lighter and my back was feeling better too since he was literally holding me up.

He pushed me away slightly to wipe off my tears first and then his own. " We should get you to lie down for a while. I’ll see if we can get some second opinions about this but we can do all that a little later. For now, I've got some name suggestions for our babies. " He weakly smiled.

I nodded as he ushered me into our future bedroom and made me lie down, with him sitting beside me.

He stroked my forehead and said, " I was thinking of Lily Hunter Barnes and Rosella Hunter Barnes for the girls. Steve Hunter Barnes for the boy... What do you think? "

I lightly touched his cheek and smiled, " Perfect. "

[dragon-ball-meta]

Hey. I just found your blog and you seem to be annoyed with the part of the fandom that's upset at Goku's treatment in Super. Going by what I've read, since I haven't watched more than one episode of Super, Goku has gone from someone who cares about his friends and family enough to die for them to someone who will sacrifice entire universes for a good fight. Part 1

“PT2: Yes, I know Goku likes a good fight. I’ve known that since I started watching Dragon Ball Z at age 9. But he also cares about the innocent, and sacrificing whole entire universes worth of innocent people just so he can battle it out with the best fighters from them is just … really messed up and I’d never have believed it of him. PT3: This is the guy who became a Super Saiyan because Freeza killed his best friend. This is the guy who convinced Vegeta to join him in what he knew was a permanent fusion through one of the most passionate and beautiful speeches I ever heard from him. The guy who died to save Earth from Cell and stayed dead to protect everyone he loved. PT4: I’m not going to be mean-spirited or anything, but if Super doesn’t acknowledge these parts of who Goku is, they have made me very very sad. I only watched the dub but I was a hardcore DBZ fan from age 10 to age 14 and I know Goku’s not the brightest but he DOES care about people, even those he does not know personally.”

Well first of all, thank you for checking out this blog! As for my stance on Goku, I’m not sure what all you’ve been told, but I’ll do my best to address most of what I’ve been dealing with. (Please note: this is in no way a “callout” post, I’m genuinely trying to explain my position.)

To start, Goku did not, at all, “sacrifice” universes for a good fight. In fact, their demise has little to do with him at all. The fandom seems to have convinced themselves that Goku was told not to ask for this tournament or everyone would die, but that’s simply not the case. Beerus told him he didn’t like him being chummy with Zen-oh, the Omni-King, as all it takes is a bad day for him and he’ll erase their entire universe if Goku annoys him. (Remember, he DID wipe out another 12 universes that had existed before in a fit of anger.)

In fact, the demise of the other universes as a penalty for loss was a shock even to Beerus. However, only a few episodes later definitively showed that Goku had not, in fact, been responsible for this fate. In fact, Zen-oh had been saying there were too many universes to keep track of and had the Grand Priest begin assigning said universes a number value in accordance with their quality. Any universe ranked below a 7 overall was to be wiped out. However, Goku reminding him of the Tournament he’d promised inspired him to instead make a competition of it; he would have all universes below a 7 fight it out for the right to remain in existence, with a wish on the Super Dragon Balls as an added boon.

Goku actually, completely inadvertently, saved his own universe and gave all those due for extinction at least a fighting chance to survive.

As for Goku’s characterization… a few things to keep in mind. Toriyama has stated in the past, back when the anime had just finished running, that he hadn’t appreciated how at times they tried to spin him as more heroic than he actually is, going for a more traditional hero role that what was intended; this error was only magnified in the dub version of things for the same reason.

Toriyama had said that Goku’s allure was that he wasn’t a hero, at least not intentionally. His singular drive was to fight strong opponents, period. But, in seeking to accomplish his goal and fulfill his desires, often found himself doing good things as a result of it. This is a description of the character Toriyama has remained consistent on in his manga, in a 1997 interview right after the anime concluded:Toriyama: Even with characters that appear to be doing the right thing at first glance….Wired: There’s actually “poison” inside?Toriyama: Right. There’s how, basically, Son Goku from Dragon Ball doesn’t fight for the sake of others, but because he wants to fight against strong guys. So once Dragon Ball got animated, at any rate, I’ve always been dissatisfied with the “righteous hero”-type portrayal they gave him. I guess I couldn’t quite get them to grasp the elements of “poison” that slip in and out of sight among the shadows.In a 2014 interview with Masako Nozawa:“I wanted him to have the sense of being that rare guy who seeks only “to become stronger than before”, so much so that it feels like “there’s no one as pure as this person”. And while he does end up saving everyone as a result of that, he himself at least has a very pure sincerity about “wanting to become stronger”. What I wanted to depict the most was the sense that he might not be a ‘good guy’ at all, although he does do good things as a result.“AND, most importantly, in one of the recent episodes of Super.

Goku is still very much Goku. The problem is the fandom, many of whom aren’t even watching sadly, majorly jumped the gun and made assumptions of what happened, while viewing Goku through this idealized lens of who he is. But he’s still Son Goku. He’s still that big friendly doof we all love. And he still cares about others and their plights, even if he doesn’t seek them out as some sort of ‘arbiter of justice’. Nor did he ever once intentionally doom entire universes to die for the sake of a good fight. That kind of slander and just plain trashing of the character is just something I refuse to abide by or entertain.Anyways, I hope I helped clear this up for you, and I hope you enjoy my content. :)