*whispers* hortrix playlist, hortrix fanfiction.... Honestly youre content is leaving me a miserable person bc i just want more!
this is old but i really am in the mood to do it now so stay tuned
i like indie but my not so guilty pleasure is radio pop and my love for abba is like indescribable and i have a soft spot for country because i grew up in the prairies and i love love love louis armstrong and i grew up listening to bollywood music so uhm letâs see what happens haha
How do you think Chaddick's relationship with Beatrix would have been if he had lived? Would they be besties or just neutral? Also do you think he could have ever become Hester's friend? (I totally have this headcanon where older Chad and Hester compete with Tedros and Sophie to see who has the best Ever-Never friendship)
ok okay now this is a funky topic!! due to the way you worded this ask, im going to answer in two separate categories: what i think was possible, and what i think soman would have done.
first thingâs first, letâs be real. soman probably wouldnât have gone too much into depth about chaddick or beatrixâs relationship had chaddick survived because i doubt heâd spend much time detailing their personalities. outside of hort, the coven, and nicola, soman seems to⊠forget his (very, very interesting) minor characters exist and creates new (greasy, typically evil) characters to replace them. this applies to the whole hester/chaddick as well.
now, moving on to the fun stuff. if you ask me, beatrix and chaddick, if they were actually given a moment to sit down and relax, would have bonded and gotten along great. and maybe if they hadnât felt so forced into a relationship, they would have dated for a while, decided it wasnât really working for them, and have put it behind them. however, they would be the absolute BEST OF FRIENDS AND YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE.
these two would be such troublemakers. no ever gets hurt (they've got to retain the top of the class rank somehow), but theyâre always pushing the limits and finding themselves in too many near-death situations. theyâve saved each otherâs lives too many times to not consider themselves platonic soulmates.
so, really, itâs hardly a surprise when chaddick meets hester through beatrix. anadil, beatrixâs maybe-sorta-OTHER-ex, is dating hes now, and HAS to introduce her good good friend to her grumpy grumpy girlfriend. furthermore, chaddick finds hester tagging on to quite a lot of his hangouts with beatrix and also ani, as time goes on.
at first, itâs just a whole lot of competitiveness and tension, what with them both being star students. but chaddick finds the whole I Will Beat Your Ass And I Will Not Say Sorry thing admirable, and hester can appreciate a good challenge, so they sink into a quiet friendship. they hang out some more, fight a dragon together once or twice, and grow p close as time goes on (watching someone almost get roasted dragon-style typically has that bond-creating effect on two people).
and of COURSE they have to fight tedros and sophie for title as best ever-never friends. anadil referees the double dates, dot keeps tally of whoâs in the lead, and agatha is just so happy everyone is getting along with only mild physical injuries.
Agatha: mostly writes parodies and never takes anything seriously. Wrote one serious fic, once on another account, and it's really, really good. She will never do anything like that again, no matter how many times she's begged. Carries on writing her My Immortal parody.
Sophie: writes self-insert y/n fic about various hot celebs. Says she's taking requests and then ignores them all and does what she wants.
Tedros: writes fic on Wattpad with OCs with names like """Theodore""" and """Agnes""" and couples them up, and then, when confronted, insists it can't be about him/anyone else bc it's not the right names. They're actually weirdly good, in places, if you ignore the fact he doesn't edit them and can't spell for shit
Hort: writes werewolf fics. You know the ones. The one where two werewolves are MATES and the dude is a BAD BOY and the girl is NEW TO THE PACK.
Nicola: always over 100k, kinda purple-prose-y but she gets away with it by just being really clever with plot. She might as well just write her own book at this point. Damn.
Hester: the fics that have like 463847383 content warnings and tags for all the really graphic stuff that she slaps in there to terrorise everyone else
Anadil: Major Character Death. That's. That's just it. She goes and kills all the main characters.
Dot: Coffee Shop AU, College AU, all SUPER fluffy and cute and anyone who died in canon is miraculously Not Dead
notes: i just wanted to post it and this had good story potential, so here u go
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@ tedrospendragon
so excited to be in the newest movie directed by the talented @ rafal
@ sophiewoods
thumbs crossed the audition went well!!! ahah pray for me u all xoxo
@ beatrixjauntjolie
this is fucking bullshit
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HOLLYWOODS MOST LUCRATIVE DIRECTOR HAS ANNOUNCED THE FULL CAST FOR HIS NEW MOVIE, AND WE ARE VERY CONFUSED
Rafal announced his newest project, To Make A Fairytale, a new perspective on royalty, magic, and all your favorite classic fairytales, a few months ago at Comic-Con and we have all been on the edge of our seats to get more information.
Now that the day has come we aren't sure.
Tedros Pendragon, HBO's Broken Throne and the son of our favorite 90s couple, is said to be the male lead. Fan's are very excited to see Hollywoods new golden boy get a chance on the silver screen rather than our TV's. With his recent Emmy win, we all cannot wait to see his performance.
For weeks fans have speculated that either Beatrix Jaunt-Jolie, Accidentally in Love and Fifty Ways to Break a Heart, or Sophie Woods a new girl in Hollywood mostly known as an Instagram Model and a cameo in Broken Throne, would surely be cast as the female lead, but Rafal does love throwing us off.
It was announced that Agatha Woods would be our leading lady.
Now, most people have not heard of her yet. Agatha has been in the indie film Between You and Me and is currently in Film School at UCLA, so we have not yet gotten to see her much in anything noteworthy. But as we get closer to the release of the trailer we cannot wait to see what this wallflower has been hiding!
setting: modern au, canada, uhhhhh theyâre like in their twenties??? (this isnât even a setting but you get it)
notes: im not dead!! *insert surprised pikachu face* this also isnât edited at all, itâs a hot mess but please enjoy.
word count: 1342
part 1/??? (ooooo me making a new series iâll never finish)
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Itâs not that much a surprise, and itâs not even bad.
When she looks through the mail and finds it. Beatrix doesn't have to open it to know it's the divorce papers. Chaddick had moved out months ago, leaving their too big home to herself (which was right in the mountains, and Beatrix hated mountains. But if he knew things like that maybe they wouldn't be here in the first place). The home was okay. . . but the smell.
God.
It was horrible.
Everything smelled like him. His favorite cologne was embedded in the walls and even gallons of bleach and millions of Bath and Body Works candles couldn't get rid of it. Beatrix canât stand it and it hurts so much, and she's a big girl and big girls don't cry but nowadays all she does is cry.
She texts Millie and Reena, and they both tell her they'll be there in a few seconds.
But it's not even that bad, she tells herself. It's not like the time Tedros basically led her on for years and then broke it in a single second.
So here's the inciting incident. She's fifteen and has shelves filled with romance novels and watches One Tree Hill and Gilmore Girls religiously and doodles her crushes names on her binder and she's just fifteen.
Tedros was supposed to be her soulmate. It just made sense to her. Their parents were friends and theyâve known each other forever and childhood friends always fall in love. Right?
She stands in her mother's heels that she stole and a dress that cost far too much just for a dance. Beatrix knows she's beautiful, she's always known she's beautiful, but at this moment she doesn't feel like it, because what is beauty if no ones there to admire it?
It's nothing, she realises an hour into the night.
The punch in her hands is cool but so is her heart, so maybe that's a good thing. She is fifteen and has never really felt this feeling before, she has never felt the sight of Tedros dancing with Agatha, Tedros laughing with Agatha, Tedros looking at Agatha like that, she has never felt this kind of . . . betrayal.
Beatrix feels the knife in her heart, a merciless cold blade that seems to leave a gaping hole in her chest. She is bleeding out while drinking Hawaiian Punch, and perhaps that isn't the worst way to die, but at this moment it sure feels like it. Tears prick her eyes, and she hopes she will turn invisible because at this moment Beatrix isn't the most beautiful girl in the room, she's the most heartbroken.
People can see it because people always see the things you don't want them too.
"Bee," a voice says carefully, a hand slowly being stuck out in front of her. "Do you wanna dance."
She turns her head to Chaddick. Chaddick who has always teased her and never really cared for her, with this crooked smile and messy amber hair and his eyes that are the ocean during a storm. Yet at this moment he looks small and awkward, and very much a teenage boy filled with too many emotions and not enough words.
She gives him her hand. "Okay."
That's the start of them, and you see she hears years later about what would've happened if she'd have said no to him, but that's a story for another time.
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Millie makes her a cake because that's what she does.
It's a chocolate cake, and it tastes so fucking good, and Beatrix doesn't care it'll take her hours of pilates to work off the calories, because this makes her feel good.
God knows that she deserves to indulge at least a bit.
"Did you know twenty-eight is the prime age of women," Millie says, while they all sit on the couch drinking some hundred dollar wine she got for an anniversary. "Youâre super fertile and attractive and funny and smart and like look at your body man, it's bangin'."
It makes her cry, and the fact she's on her period makes her hormones go crazy. "Then, god, why'd he leave."
"He was pretty dumb," Millie mumbles.
"I know," she says. "But he tried, he made me laugh, sometimes made smoothies, and treated me so nicely, and well, his abs were really nice."
Reena rubs her arm. "It's gonna be ok. We'll get through this, we always do." She believes Reena, not only because she's really smart and is married and has kids, but also because Reena is her best friend. "What're you in the mood for Bee," she asks, she flips through movies, thousands of them from her and Chaddicks daily movie nights. It's a collection of them from the past five years, like a mixtape of them living together. "I'm kinda leaning on something Disney."
Her eyes pick something in the sea of thousands, it's a movie that wasn't apart of the mixtape, it's apart of something completely different.
"Put on, The Fantastic Mr. Fox."
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Beatrix is nineteen, and she's freshly single, and very much ready to mingle.
Her and Chaddickâs long distant relationship ends, and for some strange reason, she isn't upset. But of course she doesn't tell anyone, because that would make her a horrible person, and for some reason, though popularity was left in high school she still puts far too much effort in putting up appearances.
Going into university, Beatrix is alone for the first time. It's her fault for choosing one where none of her friends are going, but for some strange reason, she doesn't mind. She's been surrounded by people her whole life, but now she's free, and it feels good, well until it doesn't.
It's a Friday night and instead of partying she's in the library studying, and it sounds sad and terrible and it is but she's not even that upset.
Ok, that's a lie.
She's a tiny bit upset.
But doesn't try to tell anyone that.
(Even if she wanted to she couldnât because Reena and Millie are building schools in Asia, and they have no service for the next two weeks)
She stares at her textbook, Policy In The New Age, trying to get all the knowledge to somehow magically go into her brain (it hasn't worked for the last 20 minutes but who knows, maybe that'll change).
"Beatrix," a voice suddenly says to her out of nowhere, she turns her head and is greeted by two long legs and she has to look up and god it's Hort, but it's not him at all. He's so tall, and tan, and almost muscular in some areas, yet still gangly, and his smile is the same because she recognizes those dimples, and god he got hot. "Haven't seen you in such a long time."
Her mouth has forgotten to talk because human interaction has become rare for her, and she feels so dumb, but all she can do is stare at him.
He frowns. "Something wrong?"
Then her brain finally starts to work. "No," she croaks out. "I'm just tired and very bored."
"That's great," he says, and lord she regrets thinking he was hot this is-- "Oh, fuck, that's not actually great it's just I'm very tired and bored too, so . . . like, I don't know, but would you-well, like to go to this new Chinese place around the block."
She has to blink a few times before she can comprehend what he just said, and then, she smiles. "Yes please, anything than this."
He smiles and it's familiar and comforting, and she likes it.
(Hort tells her while they're walking to the restaurant about a film that includes foxes. He tells her it's his favorite movie in the whole world when she says she's never watched it, he seems appalled and invites her over to his dorm to watch it. That where it starts, the movie that is them.)
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Beatrix is drunk by eight.
(She also has always believed alcohol makes her spontaneous, not dumb. So that's why she emails him.)
Hey Hort!!
What's up.
From Beatrix.
(Her email writing skills have never been good, she doesn't wanna talk about it.)
if sge exists in a realm where âall fairytales come togetherâ and things like miniskirts and fur boots and the terms girlfriend/boyfriend and âsexistâ exist, whos to say various other modern things dont exist? like, lightbulbs wont be invented for another +500 years, but iPhones are common amongst royalty and nobles. thereâs an online sge sign up for those who can access it.
also, certain types of music and pop culture features exist, but others dont. you bet your ass evanescence is real, but the âemo girlâ stereotype that surrounds it isnt. the term emo doesnât even exist.
like⊠can we expand upon this. can we write an average sge fic only for tedros to pull out his phone and be like, âhold up, ive gotta update my story.â
Tedros is probably that person that snaps about EVERYTHING. He could literally be about to get crowned and be posting about it.
When he first pulls out his phone, those kids that werenât like nobility are like, what the hell is that??? Sophie doesnt know what it is but she definitely wants one.
Evergirls like Kiko looking up basic makeup tutorials, while Beatrix and Reena probably take a lot of selfies. Thereâs a group chat among people that have access to phones
A fucking Nevers and Evers group chat where all the school gossip travels
Adding on AGAIN: Dovey has tried to shut down the Ever-Never group chat 10000 times on the basis that itâs âdistruptiveâ and âfails to contribute to a healthy learning environment.â But she doesnât understand how it works or how any technology works, so even when she manages to do something it hardly ever amounts to more than a single post saying âThis chatroom is CANCELLED. Anyone found posting on it from here on out will be severely punished. Thank you.â
Obviously nobody listens to her (most people just think itâs some prankster posing as Dovey anyway), and because she doesnât know anyoneâs usernames she canât actually punish anyone. Sheâs been trying to find the chatâs moderator so she can confiscate their computer and delete it herself, but so far no luck.
I wanna call out @callisofcamelot because she not only has beautiful edits and she always has the best au ideas that always make me wanna write/draw. 10/10 would recommend her blog
