#rip anne

Quest’anno sembra se sia pessimo per il mondo dell’editoria. Dopo la bravissima Lucinda Riley e Wilburn Smith, ieri ci ha lasciati anche una delle icone del genere gotic noir, Anne Rice, autrice, tra l’altro, del famoso “Intervista col vampiro”, da cui poi fu tratto il film con Tom Cruise, Christian Slayer, Antonio Banderas, Brad Pitt e una giovanissima Kirsten Dunst. L’annuncio è stato dato dal…

It was a day before a live TV performance on some hit show was going to happen and none of the queens were paying attention during the rehearsals. Anne and Kitty were messing around with a stupid fortune teller they had made, Cathy was reading, Jane and Aragon were talking about something derogatory they heard someone on the street say, Cleves was doing a fucking Live-

Joan couldn’t handle it.

“Guys,” She said loudly.

They didn’t seem to hear her.

“Guys!” She tried again.

Nothing.

Joan’s blood boiled. She had had enough of the queens not giving a shit about the show. Her anger has reached its breaking point.

“Would you just listen to me for two seconds?!”

Finally, she had their attention. Kitty even flinched, but Joan didn’t care.

“I need you all to pay attention. Please. We- we have a really important show tomorrow and we can’t mess it up! So- please. Please just focus and practice.”

There were a few mumbled apologies and agreements. Joan let out a heavy sigh and nodded, turning to her keyboard.

“Geez...” Anne muttered from behind her, “Someone’s got a stick up her ass.” She and Kitty giggle.

Something in Joan’s chest snapped.

“What was that, Boleyn?” She rounds on the woman. Suddenly, her lamb-like appearance has grown dangerous horns that are primed for queen blood. “Is there something you want to say?”

“No.” Anne said, slightly ruffled about being called out for her childish behavior.

“No? Are you sure? Please, say it! I’d love to hear it!”

“It’s nothing...” Anne muttered, hunching her shoulders in. She isn’t looking at the music director anymore- her eyes were smoldering silver coals that bore directly into her soul.

“If it’s just ‘nothing’ then DON’T FUCKING SAY SOMETHING NEXT TIME!” Joan yelled in her face. “I am so sorry that the show is an inconvenience to you and you think you can just dick around instead of actually doing something, but some of us want to make a living and be financially stable! So start caring just a little bit more or leave because we have plenty of people to replace you.”

For a moment, Anne is genuinely scared and hurt, but then she bares her teeth and gathers herself back up. She’s taller than Joan, but somehow the music director is still more frightening than she is. Maybe it’s because of the dark shadows weighing under her murderous, cold grey eyes and her pale skin that makes her look like a livid banshee.

“You can’t talk to me like that.” Anne growled.

“If you haven’t noticed, Boleyn, you aren’t queen anymore. You have no more power. I’m not a slave to any of you- you can’t make me do anything.” A smirk twists on Joan’s lips. It makes Anne uneasy. “But you know what I can do? This: Get out.”

Anne falters. She glanced frantically at Cathy, then Aragon, then Jane, and then Kitty and Cleves. They all looked as shocked as she was.

“You- you can’t do that.” Anne said.

“Yes I can.” Joan struck back smoothly, “The director put me in charge of this performance. I can make you do whatever I want, and I want you to get your ass out of here. Now.”

Anne’s mouth opened and closed like a sparkling green fish caught on a hook. She looked around helplessly again, hoping for one of the others to step in and help her, but they didn’t dare get caught in the crossfire. Not when Joan was so pissed off.

“I- Y- Wh-” She tried to say.

“Wh-wh-what?” Joan mocked harshly. “What, Boleyn? What? I made myself clear. Get out. You aren’t going to be in this performance.”

“You can’t-”

“I CAN, Boleyn. I FUCKING CAN! And I DID. NOW GET OUT!” Joan roared.

Anne flinched. With one last glance around her, she turned and walked out, her movements made with great shame in her step.

Once she’s gone, Joan finally lets herself breathe. She muttered several curses to herself as she pressed her hand to her eyes and bounced her leg impatiently.

“Joan-”

“Don’t you even fucking start with me, Seymour.” Joan snarled.

Several of the queens gasped, including Jane. Joan has never referred to her by her last name before... Hearing it was startling and...hurtful and offensive.

“I am going to go call in Boleyn’s alt. When I get back you all better be practicing or there will be hell to pay. Don’t think I won’t send any of you out, too.”

Design for an adult!Anne, based on the premise that Anne never leaves Amphibia and grows up there as a semi-feral bug-eating honorary Plantar

She’s upgraded from throwing leaves on her hair to throwing leaves AND some flowers she finds on her travels lmao she also keeps getting spiky branches/brambles stuck on her hair every time she goes adventuring with Sprig and Polly

Supposedly she wears her hair up to avoid getting stuff tangled on it, but how well that works is up to your own perception lol she also wears frog-shaped earrings to top off her vague swamp witch aesthetic the sword is just common sense if you’re gonna fight giant bugs and shit

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

Young Nick really chose the hottest pic for his FB huh? The messy hair and full lips, omg he knew exactly what he was doing, so extra.

61 notes • Posted 2021-05-26 23:59:28 GMT

#4

We don't talk enough about how batshit crazy good Legion was. I mean, Aubrey Plaza vs Jemaine Clement vs Dan Stevens breakdance fighting? WTF even was this show? 

79 notes • Posted 2021-05-23 11:34:22 GMT

#3

We don’t need 2 new versions of Persuasion, we need a PROPERLY ADAPTED Mansfield Park!! Why is this so hard, why does everyone hate Fanny Price so much?!!!

90 notes • Posted 2021-06-12 10:10:26 GMT

#2

All of these people are defending Armie Hammer and getting mad at girls for leaking his dms it’s just like...it’s fucking weird for a famous, rich actor to sext a bunch of girls that he wants to drink their blood and then think it’s gonna stay private. Like, stop defending rich famous men who use random girls to get off. He’s not going to find his soulmate on insta, he just wants to come. Get over yourselves. 

124 notes • Posted 2021-01-12 02:33:26 GMT

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Anne Rice. October 4, 1941-December 11, 2021.

553 notes • Posted 2021-12-12 07:04:57 GMT