Ok so I have never been able to actually make this post, but seeing that nobody (at least for me) has made anything about this, I want to say something about it now knowing that the new season is coming out today.
Sir Pentious got killed in the final battle by Adam's magic and went to Heaven.
Adam got killed by Nifty's knife and didn't come back.
The reason why Sir Pentious came back and Adam didn't isn't a matter of Good and Evil, or who became who by the end of season 1, but rather with what killed them.
My theory is that Angelic Steel is the only thing that can kill sinners and winners, both of which were Adam and Sir Pentious. Adam being a winner, means that his only (lethal) weakness was Angelic Steel, which killed his soul when Nifty stabbed him with the knife made directly out of Angelic Steel, meaning that he is PERMANENTLY DEAD.
Sir Pentious on the other hand, was not killed by Angelic Steel, but by Winner magic. We know that in Hell, sinners can temporarily die and come back to hell when they are killed by ordinary weapons or by sinner magic, so I believe that sinners/winners can die and come back by sinner/winner magic, which is why Pentious is now alive again, in Heaven this time. I also believe that if Sir Pentious wasn't yet redeemed, he still would of come back, just in Hell again.
Thank you for coming to my TED talk, I truly mean it when I say that I haven't seen anybody post about this. If you have, my bad.
P.O.V.: Me when I'm trying to write another chapter but I got homework and show choir and musical and I can't use this fuckass phone half of the week cause I keep it at my mom's
no dana terrace is not a terf because she has a cisgender character who you headcanon as transfem. yes you can keep headcanoning her as transfem. no it is not transmisogynistic to have a butch character that is not transfem. and yes to compare an actual queer person to jk rowling makes you look like a shit person.
Didn't she get directly asked if Frankie was trans? That doesn't sound like transphobic, that sounds like giving a direct response to a direct question. People honest to God need to stop freaking out about Dana being transphobic just because she "answered way too quickly".
Fanfiction is a conversation. It's an attempt at community. If you don't stick around and socialize at the community potluck, we're gonna stop throwing them because we think you're just here to score free food and not to meet your neighbors.
also bcos your fanfic author has adhd. at any given time i have 20 ideas. I'm only gonna spend my time on the idea that gets the biggest positive feedback loop.
I feel very validated from this post for both reasons given. It kinda reminds me of the golden rule. You treat me like I don't exist, then I treat my work like it doesn't exist. Plus the frazzle brain of a bunch of ideas coming all at once for 50 million different things, with no will to actually write them.
A Pugsley Addams/reader fic (pugsley from the show Wednesday season 2)
Reader's P.O.V .
"And that class, is the slowest way to kill a person with the nightshade plant."
"It's definitely faster than your lectures." I murmured under my breath to nobody in particular. By the God's above and below, this apothecary class takes way too long. It sucks that I was required to take the beginner level class, especially considering I could control the flora and fauna of the forest, but I'm a new student so the administration wouldn't let me. Oh well, at least is an easy pass. It's just incredibly booorrriiinnnggg, bringing me closer and closer to tears and death.
Speaking of death from boredom, I overheard a small snicker from a row behind me, across the aisle of the lab counters. Looking diagonally across the aisle, I see a boy looking down, his hand coving up a small smile on his face.
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How does his hair look so good? Like, it's messy, and definitely not front cover of a magazine worthy, but it's still cute. His eyes are nice too, especially I can see them looking right right at me-
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Shit.
Pugsley's P.O.V
"And that class, is the slowest way to kill a person with the nightshade plant."
Huh, that's cool. I wanna test that on something or someone-
"It's definitely faster than your lectures." A quiet voice speaks out, barely audible above the slight chatter of the students among themselves whenever the teacher was far enough away. Immediately, my eyes are drawn to who made the remark. Another student, around my age. Without meaning to, I snicker slightly at their remark about the class, before covering my mouth and looking down, still quietly chuckling to myself as the teacher walks by.
I don't think they've said a word out loud in class at all, it's a shame. They really should talk more, they're super funny.
With my head rising, my eyesight lands on them again, this time, staring straight at me. They freeze for a second, their frozen body looking guilty as ever, before they quickly turn back around. I don't realize it at the time, but my face gets a bit hotter with embarassment and something else I can't quite name yet.
Reader's P.O.V.
The rest of class goes by, with times where I would quickly glance back at the boy whenever I believed he wasn't looking at me. Key word, believed. There were a few instances where I would turn my head and he would be staring directly at me, before we both rapidly turned our heads away to break eye contact.
Holy shit why is this so awkward...I internally cried to myself.
Finally, class eventually ended and I speedily packed my stuff up and left, not wanting to feel awkward anymore. As soon as I left, I started heading straight to my last period of the day, independent study in the library. Once there, I went to the back corner where I usually studied my ability and ones similar to it. It's also where I first met Eugene, who can control insects and such. We aren't super close or anything, but we're cool with eachother.
However, when I got there, Eugene wasn't there
Well that's weird. Why isn't he here? My mind ran with questions before I came to a sudden conclusion. Ooohhh he must be at the bee shack, that would make sense. I decided that I would knock out some of my work, go find Eugene, and then finish the rest of my work after dinner.
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I actually ended up getting almost all of my work done within the hour, everything except the apothecary homework.
Now I just need to go find Eugene, hopefully he is still with the bees. I wonder why he went to them early today.
With that, I packed up my stuff up, and I briskly left. As I was walking through the halls, I wondered why Eugene would of not come to the library.
Gods, I hope his bees are fine. It would be such a shame if something bad happened to them. I genuinely worried for his bees, not just for his sake in him being able to control insects, but with my ability in being able to control forest flora and fauna. I also was slightly worried about his mental well being, but I would never admit that out loud.
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Geez I forgot how much I hate the walk here in my uniform shoes. The shoes were definitely not made for hiking down a dirt path littered in sticks and rocks and leaves. However, I persisted with the growing ache in my feet. Before I knew it, I reached the bee shack, with Eugene nowhere in sight. He must be inside. I thought to myself. I walked up to the bee shack, and opened the door, surprised, shocked, and kinda terrified of what I saw.
Pugsley's P.O.V.
Wait what they doing here- wait shit they saw Slurp what are we gonna do what's going to happen to Slurp... My mind buzzed with questions and worries as I saw the person from class earlier standing right in front of me, their face contorting from confusion, to dear, to not knowing what to do within the span of 2 seconds.
"(Reader), what are you doing here?!?" Eugene cried. How does Eugene know them? (Reader), that's such a nice name... Stay focused. I shook my head a few times to get back in the situation at hand.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" I tried to stay calm, but my voice sounded extremely urgent. I watched as their eyes came back into focus as I turn around and see that they were completely focused on Slurp. The zombie. Our zombie. The zombie that we definitely shouldn't have and could get kicked out of school if found out by the administration. Right.
"Better question, what the hell is that?!?" Their yell was quiet, yet kind of angry as they were backing away towards the wall. The fear evident in their eyes got Eugene to go over to them, using a hushed voice. It kind of reminded me of a parent trying to calm down a child.
"It's a person that got raised from the dead on accident, we have him completely understand control though." Slurp then rattled his chains and made a slight gurgling sound which got the two of them to jump and look back at him. He was reaching out, trying to grab one of them.
"No Slurp! They're both cool" I slightly yell, waxing my hands in front of him. "Oh great, you named him?!?" (Reader) hollered sarcastically. I turned back to them and their face was both terrified yet annoyed. It stirred something deep within me as I cleared my throat and spoke, my voice quieter than I intended. "Well, he has been here for a few days and he hasn't done anything yet so it seemed fitting to give him a name..." My words trailed off as their stare intensified, my face getting a bit hotter every. Why am I getting this nervous in front of somebody I just met?
"Why haven't you guys turned him in to the damn administration already? Are you actively trying to get expelled?" Their voice was less shrill by now, but they were still on guard. "We're trying to figure out what exactly to do with him" Eugene spoke up as I nodded along. "Plus, what if the administration get rid of him?" I added on. After a few moments, (Reader) sighed, pinching the bridge of their nose.
"Why did you come here?" Eugene asked, his voice steady. "Because I was wondering why you weren't at study period and I assumed you were gonna be here." (Reader) replied. Huh, that's why they know each other. Which means they have similar abilities. As I stood their wondering, (Reader) spoke up.
"I won't tell as long as you guys don't." Their voice was firm, almost commanding. I nodded along almost instantly, slightly shocking myself. Eugene and I both agreed, and when they left, I couldn't help asking Eugene who they were.
"Well, you already know their name from it being said. We met because I can control insects and such, and they can control forest flora and fauna. I'm not sure where from, but they transfered here this year." He replied.
Huh. Well then, I'll have to pay more attention to them then...I thought to myself, my face lightly heating up again as a small smile made it's way into my face as I left.
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HELLO HELLO HELLO HI THIS IS THE AUTHOR I REALLY HOPE YOU ENJOYED READING THIS!!!!
Btw, italicized font is going to be the character actively thinking, lemme know if I should continue this or not! Or if I should do something else.
