yeah, i got my tooth fixed. 🦷💍
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yeah, i got my tooth fixed. 🦷💍
based on my wes anderson edit :)
R.I.P. to Queen Maureen, she was the greatest
maureen telling Magnus she reads yaoi manga is so funny to me
Like, what was her reasoning? I've come up with three scenarios
She's hinting to Magnus that she's cool with gay
She thinks Magnus looks like the type of guy to read yaoi
She thinks Magnus is just like a yaoi protagonist.
Maureen Brown is a fan of yaoi manga
That's it that's the post
the REAL reason dennis killed maureen is they both wore a catwoman costume for halloween and maureen’s was better
well that was his mistake trying to one up a literal real life cat woman like that’s her game u expect to beat her at it on your first try? loser.
Let me spam you Maureen O'Hara and I don't care what you say 🙃🙃😊😊
a few days after the wedding
Daikt walks into Maureen’s study, where she is writing and doing very important Queenly work. “Maureen, there’s something I have to say to you.” he said.
She stops writing and thinks about him and her. This is the first time they’ve seen each other since the wedding, since she left him to go to work again during their wedding night. Maureen remembers how devastated he was, and the guilt swallowed her whole. She had seen Daikt cry before, but that night, she saw him break down.
“Yes?” Maureen replied looking at him. The guilt didn’t show, she was good at repressing her emotions, but she wasn’t sure if it was better or worse.
Was this a confrontation?
“Maureen,” Daikt said. “SOME GUY CALLED ME ‘YOUR GRACE!’ I’M A DUKE NOW BECAUSE I MARRIED YOU! ME, SOME GUY CALLED ME GRACE! I’M NOT A GRACE! HOW COULD I BE CALLED THAT? IT’S SO SO SO WEIRD!!! I’VE NEVER HEARD SOMETHING WEIRDER! AND I’VE BEEN CALLED A LOT OF DIFFERENT SLURS AND INSULT IN MY DAYS BUT ‘YOUR GRACE’ HAS BEEN THE ODDEST!”
“...what?” Maureen asked, chuckling underneath her breath. Was Daikt not mad at her at all for that night? Or was he just going to pretend that never happened?
“OKAY, SO I’LL ADMIT, WHEN I WAS KNIGHTED BACK WHEN YOU TOOK THE THRONE, PEOPLE STARTED CALLING ME SIR AND I LIKED THAT! IT FEELS NICE TO KNOW WORKING UP FROM THE UNDERCLASS PAYS OFF AND PEOPLE CALL YOU SIR AND LISTEN TO YOUR SUGGESTIONS TO HELP THE KINGDOM’S CITIZENS, BUT, ‘YOUR GRACE?!’ THAT’S GONE WAY TOO FAR!”
Maureen laughs into her hand. “Daikt, you’ll have to get used to it.”
“YOU’VE BEEN CALLED YOUR HIGHNESS AND YOUR MAJESTY YOUR WHOLE LIFE, YOU’RE USED TO IT!!” Daikt pouted.
a few nights before the wedding
Daikt and Maureen are asleep in the same bed in Maureen’s chambers, and after they’re going to be moved in a different room in the castle made for two (though since it’s a royal room really like ten people could fit in it but whatever.)
Maureen is woken up way too early and she groans and turns around to soon-to-be-husband. “Daikt? What is it?” she asks.
“So, by the end of the week we’ll be married,” Daikt begins. “Which means by the end of the week, I’m going to become a Duke. And like, that’s so weird??”
“Daikt, it’s three a.m., this isn’t the time for-”
“Just hear me out! Like, can you imagine me becoming a Duke? Why is it that I’m marrying the QUEEN OF ALL PEOPLE! I GREW UP IN UTTER POVERTY!!” Daikt is completely mind blown. “And right now I’m sleeping next to the Queen, getting ready to marry her and mOVE INTO THE PALACE! For the sake of the Goddesses, I mean, I was born in BEDNOJEM! The poorest region of the entire Ice Clan!”
Maureen sighs. “I understand that this is a little bit overwhelming for you, but Daikt just listen-” she tried to say.
“OH MY GOSH DO YOU KNOW WHAT I JUST REALIZED?!” Daikt exclaims. “MY CHILDREN ARE GOING TO BE THE QUEEN’S CHILDREN! THEY’RE GOING TO BE PRINCE OR PRINCESS! OH MY GOODNESS! ME?!? HAVE CHILDREN THAT ARE PRINCE OR PRINCESSES?! THAT’S JUST- UNBELIEVABLE-!”
Maureen grabbed the candle that Daikt had lit on the bedside table and blew it out. “Goodnight, Daikt.” she said, throwing a pillow on him to shut him up.