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spookyuu · 2 years
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Appreciation Post!!
I've seriously been wanting to make a big post appreciating some of the dca content creators that I love (especially after getting to know some of them better) so here's a bunch of compliments and thoughts on them! (Also this is in no order, ily all very much ❤)
@madame-mongoose: Monnster!!! Oh, I love Monnie. Very bullyable (this is a pro). Always so funny and making me laugh. When Monnie comes online, I know there's gonna be some fun times to be had. Easy to talk to and my clone apparently. I wouldn't have made all these new friends if it weren't for Monnie and Sy, so I'm very appreciative of her uwu. Art is very shapely, bendy, very cartoonish in a pleasing way. And very unique to Monnie! I don't think I've seen anyone else with an artstyle like Monnie's. Characters are juicy, very well thought out and full of pain. Your mom.
@suokumi: You came crashing in one day and life has never been the same. Suo is full of love and passion and awful terrible disgusting sleeping habits. But they make up for it by telling everyone else to take care of themselves because they love you sososo much. Really talented, but don't tell them that or else they'll die. Anyway yeah, Suo Art my beloved and also Suo my beloved because we're married. Can bust out 50+ sketches in an hour and is like "dont look" even though I'm frothing at the mouth and shaking them. I love you Suo mwah ❤️
@opudontdonut: La Creatura!!! Bites everyone like watermelon. very fun, very gremlin. Pops in every now and again and throws everyone into a frenzy. A biting frenzy. Good Gaslighter. Take that as you may. Draws chibis really unique in a way I cannot replicate but is so so so so cute. Art is very distinct too!!! The line work especially is very noticable? Thick black lines. Draws the boys v skrunkly too. Nightmare and therapy au my beloveds.
@ariisonfire: TALENTED!!! Very, very talented. Animates, codes, arts, does just about everything and is good at it. Very funny doodles, very dorky. I love Ari!!! Very cute (cutest giggles this side of uh. Idk just really cute giggles) and provides me with Vector content. My spouse, no matter what Lily says.
@skittlewaffle: LOVE the way Kay draws the boys. Her art in general is so sharp and intentional. Precise. Very cartoony as well, good for animation me thinks. Has good AU ideas and brainstorms really well. Literally. The fucking paragraphs kay busts out that obliterate my mind. Also very fun person to hang out with, very silly.
@pillowspace: Beautiful, wonderful person. Somehow manages to draw on her 3ds??? Like a god?? Loves rotini (eat something else I'm begging you) KEEPS FUCKING REBLOGGING MY WATERFALLS PIECE Also has similar brain thoughts as me (ooie to Angel Tango jumpscare) Has a beautiful voice, fr. Sang a song for me which melted my little heart. Makes gut-bustingly funny gifs at the speed of light. Also says??? Things that make no sense but are very funny.
@vilz: Oof, what's not good to say about Val? You know that meme that's like "You're the funniest mother fucker on this webbed site" that's Val. Val's the funniest. Their comics always make me bark laugh like an idiot. Writes very poetically, reading their stuff is like. Like being punched but with a soft caress. Val art is good for the soul, me thinks. Even their doodles on receipt paper give me all the chemicals. Hanging out with Val leaves me smiling for the rest of the day, very fun company.
@cloudyvoid: SUPER talented. Can you believe they drew and rigged their own Vtuber model? I know, impressive right? Draws the DCA skrunkly and lanky just how I like 'em. BRAINS SO HARD WITH ME ABOUT DROWSIE AND GAIA!!? Very nice wonderful person as well, fun company. And ooughhh I just love the oc brainrot with her. Could do it all day, love you mwah.
@crazedauthor: Knows all the fanfics. Well maybe not all, but knows the ones I happen to be thinking about. Pops in mid brainstorm to add something juicy that adds fuel to the fire. Human gasoline. Got obliterated by 1 (one) chip. o7
@daunsun: Another sketch machine. Gives me Eclipse content. FIABC liker, which automatically elevates her status. Tries to shoot people who make fanart, but she deserves it so idk what to tell you. And then turns around and makes fanart for other ppl. smh double standards. Love the way she draws humans. And the boys, but that goes without saying. Honestly the way daun draws the boys is sooo good it's like. I can't even describe. It's like cupcake. Long cupcake.
@cakesfunhouse: Hi __ I'm Cole looking ass. Shoots me dead with fluffy ramblings all the fucking time. Brainstorms really well, dropping good ideas like they had them shoved in their pockets ready to throw. Actually really sweet and fun to talk to. Gremlin, though so beware, they bite. Draws biblically accurate dca fluff, so what's not to love. Will pop in randomly while you're talking to someone else to add something that kills me dead. Like wheezing laughter.
@nmfergus: Nikki my beloved 💜 such a sweetheart, loves to see people happy and excited, always asking questions and seeing how everyone is doing. CHICKENS!!! Farmville. Also Corndrop. Ask Nikki about corndrop. Can you guess what he sells? It's corn. The answer is corn.
@paper-lilypie: LILY!!! omg Lily real. Art is all soft lines and easy to read expressions and kisses and snuggles and basically when I see lily art it's like drinking a cup of hot cocoa. Also the way Lily draws hands? God, what a legend. Give me your hands. Little hater. And enabler. But she's my little hater/enabler so it's okay ❤️ love me a good Lily spotting. Has good au ideas too.
@sycopomp: SYBORG!!! I wouldn't be making this post if it weren't for them and Monnster. Sy writing makes brain go brrrr. Has this way of setting stuff up that pays off later? Like little hints into things that are really fun to pick apart/notice on your own. I can always picture what's happening in Sy writing really well which sucks for me personally when they write ouchie owies. But I love them for it mwah ❤️
@sinnabee: AH Sinna!!! Magician Au makes my brain neurons activate so hard. Very sweet as well, love doing magmas with her. Also funny and caring. Don't get to hang out with much because if timezones but I am always very happy when I do get to vibe with a Sinna. Has wonderful beautiful line work and cool ocs I want to know more about.
@spaciebabie: Chaos. (I'm tempted to have that be the only thing I put here) Also makes me laugh!! drops in and says some shit that has me giggling sillystupid. Art is bubbly. Round. Rotund. Want to get to know better!!! Pizza.
Special Mentions/People I want to get to know better:
@oobbbear: Bearz. Bearz my beloved. Your art makes my heart explode. And you're so funny even without knowing you well. 👁👁 The way you draw so chibi and yet so detailed? Like the way you draw hands? Impeccable. Also H mouth. H mouth so cute. I honestly don't think I would have gotten into drawing Sun and Moon fanart if it wasn't for Bearz' aus infecting me like a disease. So everyone say thank you to Bearz for roping me into this!
@hexheathen: MY NUMBER ONE FAN ❤ My bestie who doesn't know the jesties. I love you with all my heart, and I love spending time with you and the rest of our pals. This is my appreciation post and I say you get appreciated.
@bones-of-a-rabbit: SHY BEAN. Drops some cute ass shit and skitters away. Wish I could know better! They have a lot of good ideas and honestly I see them as one of the best fluff writers for DCA content. It was in Reality Not Fine my beloved. I've said it once and I'll say it again: They really capture the word "Lovestruck" with their expressions. When people say, "They looked at them like they hung the moon and the stars," I imagine the way Rabbit draws sun and moon looking at y/n. It's honestly such a talent.
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roleplay-abiogenesis2 · 11 months
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Oh my gosh Saru gushing hours? Count me in on that. Since we met you have been super sweet and a bad ass friend. Seriously you let me spam you during my first watch of K season 2 and other things. You also helped a bit with my inner thoughts and headcanons, not to mention your Cyno puns? Top tier and I am laughing at my dahs constantly. Love you Saru. I am so glad we met <3
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//Right back at you, friend~
I was so super happy when you got into K. It's such an underrated masterpiece, most especially its full experience (manga/novels + anime!) which is completely different from watching the anime alone. It's a rare joy to share my enthusiasm with someone who will make that kind of effort, and it's got me pumped to write with you!
And of course, thanks for enjoying my brainrot master as well. Cyno is here to stay and so are his jokes, so it's important to have supporters like you~
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How to spiral out of control [Simpbur x reader]
Pairing: c!Wilbur Soot x fem!reader (Simpbur x reader)
Summary: How simpbur became simpbur. And how you grew up and lived with him.
Warnings: Obsession, unhealthy obsession, stalking, murder, drugging, unhealthy relationship, and Simpbur being a creep.
Words: 5K
Masterlist: Wilbur’s Masterlist - Full Masterlist
A/N: Listen I had brainrot. And I don't know how to defend this. (Also requests are still open! Click here!) And it's unedited for now it's 5:12 am here I will edit later today
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Wilbur was a pretty insignificant child. The death of his mother being one of the most interesting things about his childhood. While he claimed not to blame his youngest brother for the loss of his mother. He certainly had a funny way of showing his youngest brother affection.
Wilbur is the middle child of three. A charming but quiet and well accomplished older brother, who seems to never have to end to his dedication neither success. And his youngest brother, a loud ball of sunshine that just seems to make everyone in a good mood. Truly good with people, something Wilbur never seemed to grasp.
His whole childhood tainted by that fact. Always living in the shadow of his brothers, the clear favourites of everyone who came near the family of four.
So his grades was just average, never good enough to get acknowledged, never bad enough to need extra attention. Just average, like the rest of him. He grew up lanky, not athletic neither unable to run. Wilbur was grey in a family of golden people. His father raised them alone for most of Wilbur’s life. His father that despite never saying it out loud had clear favourites in his brothers. It was always, oh and Wilbur too!
Never him, never just him.
So, Wilbur spent most of his childhood lonely, disregarded and weird. A pitiful child. A pathetic child.
The thing is there was one thing, that made Wilbur worth anyone’s time. One person. You.
His childhood best friend.
Well, that’s what anyone who only knew Wilbur would say. Because you were the only friend he had. However, it was different for you, although the two of you were good friends, you wouldn’t call him your best friend for years. That didn’t happen till you became teenagers.
You had always tried your best to include the weird kid in playdates, birthday parties, and playground games. But nobody else seemed to find him worth their time, with his weird and morbid comments. But you persisted that he wasn’t that weird, besides his older brother was really cool.
So, you stick around, you stick around as playdates become hangouts, as dolls become makeup, and homework goes from learning to read to writing essays.
While you had many friends, both come and go and stay, Wilbur had been there for as long as you could remember. A playground proposal documented on home video. And a remake of it on the day of your school dance. You had played along, but it was known to everyone that your childhood friend wanted to be more than friends. But you stayed, smiled for the camera and laughed it off.
Then the school dance was over, and the last exam had been taken. That’s when you moved a country over, and slowly you lost contact with the people you used to call friends, but Wilbur stayed. Wilbur always stayed.
He finally got the spot as the best friend in your mind too. A definite win in his book.
Wilbur had always been odd, a bit to the left of normal. But now, with distance and screens in between you, he only started to act more concerning. This was around the time he started talking about feeling depressed and useless.
Of course, you always told him you didn’t believe that, what else were you supposed to say? Your friendship turning more and more into therapy sessions once a week for Wilbur on your end. While for him it was the highlight of his week.
Clicking the call button beside your profile picture, an anime girl from one he had recommended to you himself. One he had stayed up an entire night to shift through different animes to find the perfect one to send your way. One he was guaranteed you would watch.
“Wilbur, I should really get off.”
“C’mon stay on just a bit later, please.”
The silence deafening over the video call, he watches you intensely as you pull your legs into your chest, your shitty webcam standing beside you on your bed.
Wilbur reached out for the energy drink beside him, a new habit he has picked up. The more hours spent on the computer, the more he seemed to consume.
“Fine, just half an hour more. But then it’s the last half hour.”
Wilbur smiles at that, you choosing him over everything else in the world. He likes that, he likes that a lot. You valuing him. Spending time with him, and only him. Your attention is his.
“We could always fall asleep on call, then we could keep talking.”
“Another day Wilbur, another day.”
That. That sentence he on the other hand didn’t like. Not one bit. A promise never kept. A promise left unspoken and unpromised from your side, but a broken and abandoned promise on his side.
Then there was the wall incident.
Wilbur wouldn’t have told you if it weren’t for you noticing the hole in his wall. One that matched his fist quite neatly. His father had taken his PS4 in punishment for Wilbur using so much the WiFi plan to call you. At least that’s what he told you.
In reality, he had gotten into a fight with his older brother, his brother had asked about you, how you were doing, and if he could say hi during a call. There was something about the words that had irked Wilbur, something that set him off, something about him that made his brother seem dangerous to Wilbur. So, he had decked his older brother in the face. Causing a blackeye to occur.
In return, Wilbur now sported a big black and blue spot from where he hit the floor. His brother having immediately tackled him.
And to Wilbur that had confirmed his thoughts. Other guys are dangerous, he’s the only one you should rely on.
The wall had taken the brunt of his rage that night, a screaming match with his dad that ended with his little brother getting sent to his friends' house, and his PS4 getting confiscated until Wilbur had gotten a job and was able to pay back the damages.
And he did get a job, much to your surprise. But you had encouraged him throughout it all. A dead-end cashier job that only seemed to make his world staler and more bothersome than before.
A time where he searched for every distraction possible, gaming, music, you.
You were proud of him when he got the hole in his wall fixed, and even more when he kept his job. And Wilbur doesn’t remember you ever giving him more praise than the day he told you he was starting to investigate going to university.
Naturally, you helped him, and along the way, Wilbur picked up a guitar. A new asset to his den of depression that his room had become, decked in led lights, and overpriced RGB gaming stuff.
The university acceptance came rather quick, and suddenly Wilbur was packing up his life and heading to university. Boxes filled with stuff he barely remembered owning, and kitchen appliances that would never see the light of the day.
And he can feel you starting to drift, already busy with your own life. But he clings to you.
He stays, Wilbur always stays in your life. Even when you drift.
Wilbur knows it’s affecting him. It’s not hidden from anyone. The longer that goes between the two of you talking, the sourer his mood gets. The longer you don’t respond to him, the more messages he sends. The more information he craves to know.
Who are you talking to?
Who are you seeing?
Who is so much more important than him?
Hadn’t he always been there for you?
Hadn’t he always stayed?
You owe him.
Wilbur grows bitter and resentful. But not to you, never to you. But for everyone around you. His biggest joys in life now coming from the ungodly amount of caffeine he drinks, and whenever you reach out first.
This is why the day you call him asking for help is forever a day that will bring him joy.
“Hey Will, you’re really good with tech, and I was wondering if you wanted to help me start streaming.”
He chokes on the energy drink. He chokes on his words. He chokes on the air. He drowns.
His heart aching. His anger festering. His-
“Sure.”
He hears himself respond before he can even process the thought.
It takes him 2 days of absence from university, and what feels like 2 even longer nights, before he’s an expert on how to stream. He reads everything he can find, he watched everything that gets suggested.
You asked him for help, so he will help.
But Wilbur, spends these hours conflicted. You want his help, not someone else’s, someone lesser than him. Him.
But at the same time. His mind keeps wandering, isn’t he enough any longer? Isn’t he good enough for you? Why isn’t he good enough for you? Why? Why?
And thus, he learns you how to use the software, and beings alongside you. He finds comfort in knowing most of your streams whenever possible is spent with him on a call with you.
Although that happens after hours of pestering, that doesn’t matter. He gets to talk to you, while the rest is limited to a measly chat.
You seem to find yourself comfortably in the gaming category, slowly growing. Slowly rising.
Wilbur’s own streams, on the other hand, feels more like incoherent rants interrupted by his guitar plays. And once in a blue moon, you are on call with him.
It doesn’t take long before he gives up, watching you grow. Finding more comfort in watching you, instead of being the watched. Not that anyone really did watch him besides for you.
Wilbur stays out of a camera, as you only seem to grow more comfortable being in front of one.
The first time you have someone on a call with you on stream, who isn’t Wilbur. He just can’t help but break his bedside lamp. It’s a guy nonetheless. A guy from the internet. The type of guy Wilbur has never been shy to tell you horror stories about.
And this is where another bad habit of his started to emerge. He just can’t help himself. But you’re laughing with someone else. You’re smiling for someone else. You’re his. Not anyone else’s. His. His. His.
Wilbur is quick to find the donating button he had helped you set up himself. At that time it had only been used a couple of times. Nothing big. But Wilbur wants big. He wants attention. He wants you.
He fumbles with his credit card as he keys in the numbers, he’s a bit too familiarised with them. Because anything he can get from the internet will be delivered that way.
And then the notification pops up on your screen. A donation number you had never expected. And you start crying. Right there. Right on stream. And Wilbur sucks it up. He sucks it right up that you’re crying for him, whiling praising him, and only him.
The match you were playing ruined, and Wilburs smile only grows as he hears the familiar tone of discord receiving a call.
That night. You had ditched the fellow streamer to thank Wilbur and hang out with him.
Something you never thought you would regret.
But oh, how you did. How you did.
It takes Wilbur around 2 months to get used to a large sum of money means special attention to him, and only him. For everyone to see.
And he can feel you pulling away, so each time he donates, it’s bigger. Larger. Grander.
He’s never on your stream without a donation anymore. Never on call for free. But Wilbur doesn’t mind, because everyone gets to see you’re his.
And he keeps increasing the amount as you keep growing until he hits a stalemate. He’s using half of his paycheck on you, while he doesn’t mind going hungry a couple of days. His bills won’t wait for him. And he has been living away from home for far too long to ever think about calling up his father and ask for money.
Not to mention his oldest brother would never. Then neither will Wilbur. Because Wilbur is better. Better than all of them.
The larger your stream grows, the closer graduation arrives, and then Wilbur is sitting in another apartment. Another dead-end job. Another grey life.
Another dull life passing him by. Your voice constantly on loop his apartment. Constantly filling his life. As it always has. But to you, Wilbur is barely a part of your everyday. Only really showing up when a donation comes in. As you once again tell him not to spend money on you.
But he seems to stay. Wilbur always stays.
He’s the first to like anything you post on social media. Always online never off. Always lurking. Never missing. Never absent. He’s always there.
Wilbur never misses a stream; he schedules his life around yours. Even if you’re a country away.
And then one day you’re not. You’re not a country away, you’re moving back. You’re moving closer. And suddenly you live an hour away by car. Instead of an airplane ride, and shitty trains.
Suddenly Wilbur can see himself get a foot in the door. No longer grasping onto his parasitic parasocial friendship with you. He can see himself being more than the childhood friend who has always been there. He can see himself as the partner that always is there.
Wilbur is giddy the entire car ride. He’s giddy as he feels his bag burn on his shoulder. And he’s giddy until the second you embrace him in a hug and welcome him into your new apartment.
It’s bigger than the one you’ve had since university.
And then his future crumbles. You start talking about a guy named Jared. Fucking Jared. Why did even his name have to leave a sour taste in his mouth? A guy you met over the internet. Not just any guy. No specifically the fucker from the first time Wilbur had donated.
Apparently, he wasn’t a streamer, but a friend you had made during your 2 years you lived at university but never told Wilbur about. Not a single mention of him, and suddenly he’s all you’re talking about.
How could Wilbur have known? You hadn’t even mentioned him on stream. Wilbur always listened so carefully, writing down everyone you mentioned. You had called him attentive once, and he would never want to disappoint you. Maybe if he was attentive enough you would look his way.
Instead, here you are talking about this Jared guy. And Wilbur knows what he has to do. A thought he has been toying with for around 3 years now. Ever since you went to Disneyland together. A trip he paid for, and a trip that was streamed, so everyone could see you were his. You were always his.
That was easily his favourite video.
In the week up to the vacation, Wilbur had done everything he could to learn about cameras so he could help you, and do the most for you. He had even helped you sort through some of the non-streamed videos he filmed too for a YouTube video for you.
Which is where he found the clip of you changing.
The camera had been resting on your hotel bed, the video having a clear Dutch angle, leaving the hotel room slandered. But there you were, right square and centre still. Changing. It takes you a minute to finish before you turn around and pick the camera up again. Mumbling something as you turn it to show off your hotel room, and then the clip cuts to black.
He never told you about it, instead just saving that specific clip on a USB stick. A piece of tech he valued more than his life. Not that his life had ever been worth much in comparison to his.
Wilbur rips his bag open, careful not to make a lot of noise. He removed his clothes, and then the fake bottom. And underneath it reveals small security cameras.
Wilbur has never been more thankful for you being a heavy sleeper and letting him sleep on a mattress on the floor of your bedroom. He quietly sets up two in your bedroom, before moving into the rest of your house. One in your office that has been converted to a streaming room. His own personal angle to your public life.
Two more in the living room, he skips the kitchen and hesitates at the door of your bathroom. For the first time, he hesitates. His hand hovers over the doorknob, the other holding the camera.
“Wilbur?”
You’re standing in the hallway, sleep evident on your face.
“Will why are you making so much noise?”
“No reason darling, go back to bed, just needed some water.”
His breath is stuck in his throat until he hears you close the bedroom door again.
That was the first time he hesitated. And his last. He couldn’t afford it. He couldn’t afford to lose you further.
The rest of the trip passes Wilbur by as you introduce him to Jared. The douchebag himself. The asshole. The guy who dares take away what is Wilbur’s. Even on the ride home. All Wilbur can see is Jared’s image etched into his mind. His god-awful fashion sense. The way everything, he wore around you, just seemed to be a size too small. Nobody wants to see that fuckers’ muscles. Wilbur’s knuckles turn white, as he grips the steering wheel.
Jared has to go.
He’s ruining everything. He’s not part of the dream you told Wilbur you had. Jared has never been part of that. Wilbur was supposed to be part of that. Even if the dream changed through the year. Even if the one you’re living now is the unimaginable future the two of you imagined up at seventeen. But one thing was sure. Jared wasn’t part of that. Wilbur was.
Wilbur easily finds himself a new normal at home. The trip giving him a refreshed sense of hope. A plan in the making. His daily routine now including watching you all hours of the day. Not just your streams any longer. Every single second he can wrench out of those cameras.
And suddenly his friendship seems to improve with you too. Because now he can see when you’re sad and in need of a friend. He reaches out at the perfect time. Abusing your vulnerable state. Because it’s the best to do. It’s for the betterment of your future.
The more Wilbur is there for you, the more he resents Jared. He deserved to be in your bed, not that asshole. He deserves to reap the rewards of his hard labour. He is the one that has always been there because Wilbur has always stayed.
A simple click is all it takes for Wilbur and the item has been placed in a cart. Mere keystrokes and it has been paid. A single click and Wilbur has truly gone insane, as a packet is shipped off. A packet containing a bottle of sleeping pills.
The next time you invite Wilbur down, you barely recognise him as you open the door. Eyebags so deep you’ve never seen before. His entire body slightly twitching, and that manic smile on his lips. Wilbur brushes your concerns off, claiming that’s just what happens in real workplaces. Not that you would know anything about that.
Wilbur hates the feeling of insulting you, but you had barely responded the entire week. You deserved to suffer for a moment. Before he caves and apologises for being rude. That’s the moment you can see the resembles of his normal being as he hangs his shoulders.
Jared comes over that night. Just as Wilbur had planned. And this time he won’t hesitate. He even bought a bigger car for this.
Wilbur offers to mix the drinks, claiming to have learnt a new recipe. Which isn’t a lie, he has learned how to perfect just the right cocktail thick enough that covers the chalky residue of the pills. And sweet enough to make the bitter taste disappear.
He serves them, keeping a watchful eye as the night drags on, and Jared never seems to shut up. But Wilbur can deal with it for one night. Just for one. And then he won’t ever have to worry about Jared again.
He serves another.
And then another drink.
And finally. Finally. You’re starting to get tired. Slowly leaning against Wilbur. And he takes pride in that. Great pride. You didn’t choose to lean against Jared, you’re leaning against Wilbur.
Wilbur sits still until Jared too is starting to fall asleep. Wilbur is ecstatic.
He gets up slowly, gently laying you down, a pillow underneath your face. A blanket over you. He kisses your forehead and smells your hair. Taking in the shampoo scent still lingering.
Then Wilbur gets moving, he has stuff to do. Plans to execute after all.
He does his best to get Jared’s left arm over his shoulders. But their awkward height difference makes it difficult, but he can make it work. It has to work. He only gets one shot.
Wilbur gets the front door open before he realises a fatal flaw in his plan. He has to drag Jared down 3 floors worth of stairs. He realises he can’t do it the way he is now. He has to drag him down by his armpits instead.
It takes him the first flight of stairs to realise Jared shoes are making too much noise. He has to abandon them, Wilbur awkwardly gets Jared leaned against the wall before he removes Jared’s polished black shoes. Wilbur leaves them there, making a mental note to remember them when he comes back.
The rest of the stairs, while difficult and definitely breathtaking for someone who has no muscle strength. He makes it work. Wilbur actually makes it work.
He made it work. It worked. Oh god. It’s working.
Wilbur repositions Jared once more, his arm once again over Wilbur’s shoulders. The night sky greeting him as he steps out of the apartment complex. With great difficulty, Wilbur gets the two of them over to his car, where he throws open the trunk. In the proceed shaking the car, setting off the car alarm. Wilbur is quick to drop Jared as he fumbles after his car keys. It takes him nearly a full minute to turn off the car alarm.
Wilbur curses under his breath.
Annoyed with the time loss. He finally gets the knocked-out Jared into his trunk, and he shuts it again. Just as a front door in the apartment complex opens. A man steps out. He raises a hand to Wilbur, before pulling out a smoke.
Wilbur shuffles on his feet before raising a hand. And then awkwardly gets into his car.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
He has a body in his trunk. Now he just has to get to the harbour. Wilbur starts the car and starts the ride to the harbour a town over.
Half an hour has gone past when Wilbur is pulling the handbrake, and taking the keys out. He’s quick to get out, and even quicker to get to Jared. Wilbur keeps thinking about you. Your smile. Your kindness. Your voice. Your beauty. Your grace. As his hands are securing zip ties around the wrists and ankles of an unconscious man.
He has to go.
Wilbur reminds himself.
A cloth is tied around Jared’s filthy mouth, and then Wilbur is back to dragging him. It’s both easier and harder. Easier before he’s just dragging him across the pebbles and over to the brink of the harbour. Both of his arms are under both of Jared’s.
But it’s harder because if someone sees him it’s going to get difficult to explain. But nobody does. As far as Wilbur is aware.
So a splash is made by a body, and Jared is unceremoniously sinking to the bottom of the ocean floor.
Wilbur takes one more breath of fresh air. Before turning around and getting back into his new car.
He’s quick to arrive at your apartment complex. The man was no longer there. Wilbur goes to grip the front door. It doesn’t bulge.
Oh yeah, it’s locked.
He fishes the copy he made of your house key from his keychain and lets himself into the building he doesn’t live in. An invited guest, that has turned out to be an uninvited one.
He can feel the tiredness setting in his bones, as he ascends the stairs. And the realisation that he just killed someone hasn’t dawned on him yet. Instead, all his muscles are aching, and his eyes barely staying open.
He stumbles into your apartment. Another kiss gets left on your forehead as he goes for your bed. The smell is so nice. It’s so obvious to him this is where you sleep. And he’s soaking in each moment until his eyes are giving out.
His night remaining dreamless, instead, he gets awoken rather rudely around noon. You’ve pulled the comforter off him and told him to get up, so the two of you can spend some timeacting together. and Wilbur happily does that.
Not at all acing like a man who purposely took another person’s life mere hours ago. You rush him to get into his clothes. As you have something planned for rest of the day out of the apartment. You’re talking his ears off as you descend the first flight stairs your personal puppy in tow.
When you stop dead in your tracks. Wilbur nearly stumbles into you.
“Will, is that Jared’s shoes?”
And right there is in fact Jared’s shoes. The pair Wilbur had forgotten all about. The pair he had left unintentionally.
“Are you sure about that? Thought he already left.” Wilbur lies, he may be awkward, but he has gotten pretty good at lying to you through the years.
“Yeah yeah, you’re right. Why would he leave his shoes?”
The question gets left unanswered, and the tension is thick until you get outside, and the sun is shining. It seems it knows too of how good this day is for Wilbur, a dawn of a new era. Where you will finally acknowledge him as the perfect one for you.
The man from the nightstand once again with a smoke and raises his hand to greet Wilbur, once again Wilbur shuffles on his feet before he raises a hand back. You look at him weirdly, and Wilbur shrugs it off.
The rest of the day happening without any mishaps or other incidents. But the shoes just can’t seem to leave your mind, despite how hard Wilbur is trying to distract you.
And then the afternoon passes, and the night, and the car ride, and Wilbur is once again home. And as soon as the door closes. He crumbles down on the floor.
Oh god.
He did it.
He actually fucking did it.
He isn’t useless.
He’s fucking Wilbur, and Wilbur stays in your life. Even when you make such stupid mistakes as falling for another person. There’s only one person for you and that’s him.
You’re actually the first one to call him this time, and the smile never leaves his lips. Even if the call is about Jared. And how worried you are about not having heard from him. Wilbur just tells you; you should have listened to him. Guys on the internet are just like that. And that you deserve better. Someone like him.
You laugh at this and thank him for calming you down.
Wilbur suddenly loves phone calls.
This bliss is perfect for Wilbur you’re talking to him more and more. And he watches, god he watches you. Every step you take in that apartment is filmed logged on his computer.
However, all good things must come to an end, and Wilbur has barely pulled off his tie after work when a group of loud knocks sounds at his door. He isn’t expecting guests.
A group of men in blue uniforms greets him.
“Wilbur Soot, you’re under the arrest for the Murder of Jared Yarrow.”
Wilbur barely registers what’s going on, before he’s in a holding cell. A psych evaluation under his belt. A phone call to his father asking him to help him out.
The days bleed together in the unchanging environment, and suddenly a defender is telling him to plead for insanity.
Then the defender comes back again days later with a court date, and all Wilbur can do is count the seconds.
Time for the first time since arriving slows down when the doors to the court open and Wilbur is lead into the courtroom. And there you are, looking beautiful as ever. Tears and despair clearly written on your face. You look away from him, and it makes him stumble for a moment. A quick look to the other side, confirms his fear. His father is here. Alongside his brothers.
The trial goes over what happened that night, the evidence, the sleeping medication, the car. Everything. Yet even when his sentence is received, even when he is told he won’t see the sun again for a long time. There is only one thing on his mind.
They never found the cameras.
And he just can’t help but smile at that as he’s getting lead away to rot.
Because Wilbur has always stayed by your side, Wilbur always stays. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
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yostresswritinggirl · 3 years
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it seems boredom has taken over me due to the fact i have nothing to do but make up hcs of your universe reversal au, so here you go:
(im sorry if this is bothersome)
• if [y/n]'s va tries making a song cover of a romantic/love song with the character's voice, albedo would go overdrive and make an animatic centered around either: [y/n] x traveler or [y/n] x viewer (the other simps would also go crazy over both the cover and godly animatic ngl)
• childe would be the type to show and brag to his younger siblings about his genshin waifu/husbando/lover. teucer is usually his main listener, and he would feel prideful if teucer ever asks something about you out of curiosity or interest. definitely would go on a rant and word-vomit about how awesome and perfect you are.
• xiao's a famous and anonymous [y/n] x reader fanfic writer on tumblr/ao3/wattpad whose stories get very popular with the simps desperate for content
• zhongli bought a keychain displaying your chibi self from the official merch store. he keeps it dangling from his wallet's keychain holder (?) and is the prime reason why he remembers to actually bring his wallet sometimes. like, he's about to go outside to eat with a friend at mcdonald's or something; but he catches sight of your chibi self at the corner of his peripheral vision before he could so — and he's like: "oh hey it's my [y/n] keychain— oops, i also forgot my wallet again"
• venti would listen to [y/n] x listener videos on youtube. he might even go and commission someone for it (he might sometimes commission nsfw) (inspiration was taken from a past ask you received. thank you to the anon who gave me this idea).
• kaeya's a little shit in co-op and absolutely refuses to adjust/change his character (aka you). he's devoted to you and only you, even if your attacks aren't very effective on a particular boss/enemy (and even if said boss is immune to your attacks).
• though diluc isn't very involved with the fandom, he does occasionally look and scroll fanart of you (albedo's art usually). he may or may not have read and got hooked onto a [y/n] x reader fic (xiao's). he checks for updates once a week
• i hc that ganyu kind of has a hard time sleeping (she's overworked :(( ) since she usually pulls all-nighters, working on reports for her job. her body soon got used and adjusted to her terrible sleep schedule, so oftentimes during her day-offs; she has a hard time taking a well-deserved rest. sooooo, i think she listens to your theme song/voicelines (more specifically, the ones where you're all doting on the traveler or where you tell them to have a good night/rest). even better if your va has a relaxing song cover she could listen to and slowly fall asleep to. overall, GIVE THIS GIRL A BREAK.
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Okay, okay, ladybug anon I love you so much aldbaoakkw I love Universe Reversal brainrot so much and you're all so clever over it sksksksk
The VA thingy reminds me of either the ones Mihoyo made where Barbara or Amber interacts with the audience awww, or or they did a similar thing with Let The Wind Tell You collab with fanartists sodbksnso
I just imagined Childe bragging his imaginary waifu/husbando to a fuckin kid like a lonely degenerate omayghad
It's funny how if in this verse he is the top writer, it's divergent to the fact that @xiaowhore is the current top writer
THE ZHONGLI ONE IS THE ABSOLUTE CUTEST AND MOST ENDEARING TOO HFNBNF HE'S A GROWN MAN WITH AAN ANIME KEYCHAIN BUT THE PEOPLE AROUND HIM LOVE HIM TOO MUCH TO SHAME HIM
Venti VENTI would definitely be the type of person to buy Patreon subscription for those VA thingies and gives so much for their kofi account because they love it so much
I can definitely see Kaeya do this but but physical damage can do its work, and Kaeya can miraculously build (y/n) like 17k base attack, food buff, and then Bennett damage multiplier- he's a metaslave for his waifu/husbando
Diluc defo has an ao3 account that he keeps an absolute secret, but if you see his subscriptions, he has double digits of series and authors following
Ganyu bb :(( (Y/N)'s trailer music is much calmer than the demo so tnbee for example made a remix of it which has some of the nice dialogue mixed in, or someone made a 1 hour loop of the official stellar moment release. It's so effective that sometimes Ganyu really can't rest unless she's listening to it full blast.
Ah I love this, I love this all, this must be placed in both masterlists for everyone to see
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fernisworm · 3 years
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Hey again! Can you do a Lycan Karl x fem reader? I want to know more about "supermoons and shit" lol. What he's like and how hes different around reader vs full moons. Red moons and blue moons I'm also curious about. Does he get violent with reader? Or is he just more unpredictable and might jump reader unexpectedly with kisses? Does it differ depending what kind of moon it is? Just weird moon stuff. Can't wait to hear back! Keep being your awesome self! :)
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Fr though? means a lot to me that y’all seem so invested in my lycan!karl headcanons 👉👈 and just thank you in general you’re so kind to me hjdgjhgj <3
anyway time for weird moon stuff!!!! lycan!karl brainrot babey!!!!
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❀ Characters: Lycan!Karl Heisenberg x Fem! Reader
❀ Warnings: Cursing
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☪ I’ve already given a few examples of how Karl acts on regular old full moons
☪ Canine/wolfish impulses are more prominent and frequent around full moons
☪ Tends to have more energy too, especially on full moons which is why he tends to disappear into the forest for a while during these times
☪ I’ve also mentioned how it affects his wolf senses (e.g bright lights irritate him, loud sounds make his ears hurt, strong smells make him feel sick, etc.)
☪ Can be more irritable too
☪ By now you’ve gotten used to how Karl acts on full moons but it’s an understatement to say you’re caught off-guard by special moon events
☪ Karl doesn’t keep up with the moon phases (like a fuckin tool smh) and if he hasn’t seen the moon in a while he can generally gauge the phase it’s at by the way he’s feeling
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Supermoons
☪ Oh boy the surprise you felt when Karl got zoomies at like 11pm one night
☪ He was acting so fucking??? strange???? and you had no idea why???
☪ You were very worried but then you found out it was a supermoon that night
☪ ???
☪ How does he have so much fucking energy???
☪ Imagine the tiktok wolf girl when she jumps up and down on all fours at 2x speed but for like thirty minutes straight
☪ Karl continued to switched haphazardly between his werewolf form and his human form the entire night
☪ You were tired of his shit after the first hour so you got back in bed and deadass were just gonna go back to sleep 
☪  Karl seemed like he was fine and there didn’t seem like there was much that you could do for him anyway lmao
☪ He proceeded to jump up and down beside you on the bed 
☪ Switched between jumping normally and jumping on all fours
☪ (once again, please imagine the tiktok wolf girl)
☪ The weirdest part of the entire thing was that despite him changing between his forms at the drop of a penny he would also act like a werewolf when he was still human
☪ Like ???
☪ Karl was completely disoriented
☪ And he wouldn’t let you sleep 
☪ I mean you did try to sleep again but you were woken up by the sound of Karl ransacking the kitchen
☪ You literally rushed into the kitchen only to see him standing on the counter and pulling random food from the cupboards
☪ You had to chase him out of the kitchen with a broom
☪ You even managed to get him outside so you locked the doors to the factory
☪ HE LITERALLY SCRATCHED UP THE DOORS LIKE A FERAL ANIMAL TRYING TO GET IN BEFORE REMEMBERING HE COULD MANIPULATE THE METAL
☪ KARL LITERALLY NEARLY TORE APART THE DOORS IN WEREWOLF (AND JUST REGULAR FUCKING HUMAN) FORM BEFORE ACTUALLY OPENING THEM LIKE A CIVILISED INDIVIDUAL
☪ Heisenberg literally kept you up until like 5am girl
☪ He had zoomies all the way until the moon set which is when he crashed
☪ And he crashed HARD 
☪ It was like the entire night he’d been using energy he didn’t even have 
☪ You were also fucking exhausted from the shit-show of the night before so you both cuddled and slept all day and effectively ruined your sleep schedules for a while
☪ Mf didn’t even remember half of what happened
☪ Karl was just glad he didn’t get violent tbh
☪ In all honesty you might have preferred if he did, rather than turning into a literal stray puppy with an annoying amount of energy 
☪ It’s safe to say that you kept yourself up to date with the moon phases and events after that <3
☪ Supermoons are one thing, but they aren’t the only moon events you’ve experienced during your time with Karl
☪ Thankfully you had been monitoring moon events for a while before you realised a blood moon was coming up
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!! IMPORTANT A/N!!!!! I know that I’ve previously commented on how Karl acts on eclipses HOWEVER it clashes with the ideas i address in this post so i’m about to amend any overlapping problems lmao !!
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Blood Moons (Lunar Eclipses) ft. Super Blood Moons
☪ Karl told you there was nothing to worry about with the blood moon
☪ I mean obviously he’s only ever experienced it alone (and probably had no idea it was actually a blood moon) but nonetheless he insists that you shouldn’t worry
☪ Of course, you didn’t believe him, and geared yourself up the entire day 
☪ You followed Karl’s every move, never taking your eyes off of him
☪ The moment the moon rose, nothing happened
☪ The hour following the moon rising, nothing happened
☪ You were becoming confused which annoyed Karl to some extent
☪ “What the fuck were you expecting to happen?”
☪ He sounded much more annoyed than usual but you understood that you’d been hovering over his shoulder all day
☪ But the weirdest part was that even after that tiny interaction Karl was showing symptoms of wolfing-out
☪ You decided not to point it out to him, knowing it wouldn’t help the situation, so instead you just kept an eye on him
☪ Small inconveniences would piss him off easier than usual
☪ Overall he seemed far more impulsive than what regular “Karl standards” could be defined as
☪ He seemed to be... leaning on his wolf-instincts an awful lot
☪ When you asked Karl if he was going to go out to the forest (like he does on most full moons) he actually became quite defensive
☪ “What’s that supposed to mean, (Y/n)? Trying to get rid of me or something?”
☪ His tone suggested that it was only a lighthearted joke but he didn’t express that very well visually
☪ It didn’t take you long to realise that the blood moon was doing all of this to Karl
☪ He was moody, impulsive, and practically on the verge of wolfing out the entire moon
☪ It was almost as if Karl was trying to fight with his wolf-instincts (making him not want to transform and just overall be on edge)
☪ Of course... you pointed this out to him after the blood moon had completely ended and there was no longer the risk of him wolfing out
☪ You thought he was moody during the blood moon? girl just wait until the super blood moon
☪ Imagine the overabundance of energy before coupled with extreme impulsiveness of an angsty werewolf
☪ You thought he was going to have another case of the zoomies but it was... quite the opposite actually??
☪ Like previous blood moons Karl refused to transform but he was absolutely still hopped up on energy from the supermoon 
☪ Man was literally unable to sit still, constantly bouncing his legs or pacing around the room
☪ “Why don’t you just transform? You can go and let some steam off, then-”
☪ “If I go into the forest now I actually don’t think I’ll ever come back, (Y/n)”
☪ You laughed but didn’t want to test his theory
☪ You weren’t sure why blood moons brought out Karl’s wolf instincts so much but it sure as hell was annoying to put up with, especially when he refused to transform
☪ For instance he would comment on every smell in the room
☪ “You’re being too loud!” and stuff like that
☪ God he is so moody
☪ “Can you not sit like that?”
☪ “What? Why?”
☪ “It’s annoying me.”
☪ “How is it-?”
☪ “jUST PLEASE CAN YOU SIT A DIFFERENT WAY”
☪ Little things like that will set him off and you can tell how desperately he’s trying to not wolf-out
☪ Not that you’d care if he did
☪ You understand that the moon tends to have a lot of control over Karl’s emotions so you try not to blame him for the way he acts
☪ But seriously who the fuck complains about someone breathing too loudly 
☪ Karl you need therapy or sumn
☪ He also just tends to use his wolf instincts as a crutch without meaning to on blood moons
☪ He hates that he does and it’s a contributing factor to why he doesn’t want to transform
☪ But also Karl just gets it into his brain that because he’s relying on his wolf instincts a lot more during blood moons it means he’s gonna be more aggressive when he’s a werewolf
☪ I mean not true at all but at least he cares 
☪ Super blood moons are the worst because he gets annoyed simply by the fact that he has so much energy
☪ Gets angry that he’s bouncing his own leg or crossing and uncrossing his own arms
☪ Like girl nobody has control over that but you so idk
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Solar Eclipses
☪ These kinda of eclipses pertain the most to the original concept I had for lunar eclipses 
☪ (Cue the notice I had earlier about fixing continuity errors lmao)
☪ Though most of the day is normal, the very moment the eclipse itself starts you begin to notice things out of the ordinary with Karl
☪ At first it’s nothing more than him seeming a little more tired than usual
☪ After about a quarter of the eclipse he starts yawning a whole lot and even starts to get the sniffles
☪ His condition only worsens from there, getting more physically tired and even sick as the eclipse progresses
☪ At about the halfway mark he’s almost completely bed-ridden (or more fittingly, couch-ridden) by normal standards
☪ As I’ve previously mentioned he’ll try and continue to work as if there isn’t an eclipse happening and like he’s totally fine
☪ Three quarters of the way in he’ll tend to give up and let you take care of him
☪ Karl always makes it out to be him ‘allowing’ you to take care of him but in reality he can barely move and doesn’t have much choice anyway lmao
☪ He quite literally never gets sick so it’s funny to you when a solar eclipse rolls around
☪ When the eclipse it at it’s totality (or really anywhere from three quarters onward) Karl finds it impossible to transform
☪ Even if he could he’d be too tired to anyway lmao
☪ Literally copying and pasting from my headcanons post;
🌟 Like Karl is totally incapable of changing????
🌟 You aren’t sure if it’s actually a biological thing or if he’s just internally convinced himself that he needs the moon to change
🌟 The full moon affecting his mood/sensitivity is definitely a bio thing tho
🌟 Either way on total eclipses he just mopes around all day
☪ ^ these all hold up with the final version of the moon behaviours headcanons ^
☪ Overall it just gives you a chance to give back to Karl since he likes to do things for you more than he likes accepting you doing things for him :]
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Blue Moons
☪ Remember the blood moon business? yeah well imagine the exact opposite of that and you have blue moons
☪ The weird thing is Karl generally cannot remember anything at all during/proceeding a blue moon (when he can usually recall what happens during other wacky moon events)
☪ He tends to become more ‘grounded’ and ‘authentic’ during blue moons
☪ That’s the only way you’re able to describe it honestly
☪ It’s like he no longer has the urge to hide any feelings he might have (about anything, really)
☪ He is very very blunt and doesn’t filter anything out before he says it (which honestly just sounds like regular Karl lmao)
☪ He gets quite???? clingy????
☪ I mean you in no way hate this it’s just kind of outta pocket for Karl which makes it a little confronting
☪ He gets surges of motivation and inspiration too
☪ Overall he seems more driven to work/create things
☪ Karl actually made a bouquet of metal flowers for you one blue moon 👉👈
☪ The funniest part was the next day when he asked where the fuck you got them from LMAO
☪ You keep them around and always present in the room 
☪ After telling Karl that he made them for you he actually got quite embarrassed
☪ “What? Man, the moon must have really been messing with me, I don’t remember that at all... they’re so ugly, too, obviously I wasn’t ‘all there’ when the thought dawned on me!”
☪ “Well I think they’re lovely, thank u :] *smooch* ”
☪ “ᵒ⁻ᵒʰ ᵘʰ ⁿᵒ ʷᵒʳʳᶦᵉˢ ᵇᵃᵇᵉ ʰᵃʰᵃ (#^▽^#)ゞ”
☪ Usually quite determined with anything and everything he does on blue moons
☪ Particularly spoiling you ngl
☪ Like Karl loves to do things for you and act like it’s no big deal but when I say he spoils you on blue moons I mean he SPOILS you girl
☪ Whether it’s with gifts or lots of little gestures he ensures that you feel like an absolute ✨QUEEN✨
☪ Lots of affection is given out too
☪ Plenty of kisses and cuddles
☪ Will not stop telling you how thankful he is that you’ve stuck around
☪ Nearly started crying once after telling you exactly that 
☪ You’ve actually taken to calling this Heisenberg “Blue Moon Karl” because of the sheer divide in his personality that’s shown
☪ Blue Moon Karl is extremely thoughtful, too 
☪ Just likes to think
☪ And sure, Blue Moon Karl is great and all, but sometimes he can get a bit... overbearing
☪ Like okay pal I get it you’re really glad that you have me but that’s the fourth time you’ve said it in the past hour please stop crying
☪ You adore this side of Karl but you wish that “Blue Moon” Karl had more control over his emotions :/
☪ And of course you enjoy cuddles and stuff but... Blue Moon Karl likes to take “clingy” to whole different level
☪ Like yeah it’s cute and all when he drags you down to his workshop bc he wants to be near you all the time but you literally cannot catch a break
☪ You love him very very much HOWEVER you still thoroughly enjoy being able to get away for a while to be on your own
☪ “Where are you going? :c”
☪ “Oh, I just have to drop into Alcina’s quickly to return a book I borrowed from her the other day, I won’t be long-”
☪ “Can I come with you? 👉👈“
☪ “Sorry, Karl, but I don’t think Alcina will be too happy if you tag along with me.”
☪ “B-but you’re gonna be there, and I’m gonna be stuck here!!! 🥺🥺“
☪ “Yeah but I’m not gonna be long, I promise that I’ll be as quick as I can- oh god please don’t cry okay you can come with me just please do not start sobbing again I am BEGGING you-”
☪ Your favourite part is telling Karl about it all the next day
☪ “...And I really started crying?”
☪ “Yeah, you said you were really glad that I’d stuck around or something then you burst into tears again.”
☪ “But didn’t you just say-”
☪ “That you did that already? Yeah you did this like seven times in the span of three hours idk what to tell you man, but don’t even get me started on how many times you started crying for literally any other reason”
☪ Honestly if Blue Moon Karl stuck around for any longer than a day or two you think you might have actually gone insane by now
☪ Thankfully you’ve built up a tolerance and can handle him pretty well now lmao
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☪ Basically you’re an avid moon phase/moon event watcher because Karl refuses to be 
☪ And there’s NO WAY you’re going into a moon event blind after the first few times it happened
☪ Now you have ample time and experience to be able to deal with Karl during different moon events and everything (generally) goes well
☪ It’s an understatement to say Karl keeps you on your toes lmao
☪ He is very grateful for you tho, nobody’s ever been concerned with his well-being during different moons and stuff before  👉👈
☪ Unfortunately for Karl he’d already blabbed that to you during a blue moon LMAO
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA loved writing this request tysm!! >:]
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my favorite ship dynamic is neglected rich princes who cope with trauma by being dramatic brats and who only have each other as emotional support 
so anyway here’s some good Red Prince & Prince Average content, just two bros dealing with their curses by ignoring them completely - the fellas in the red shoes server were like “hey, your OCs BUT with the credits’ artstyle” and I blacked out for 2 hours to draw that first pic 
commissions are open if yall interested btw !!
AND HERE COMES THE BRAINROT RAMBLE UNDER THE CUT OH BOY OH FUCK OH SHIT 
inhales, i’m a Jack simp cause I love pretty french boys that also happen to be blondies but I also love Discount Lucio, so obviously I gave Prince Average rights while making my OC 
I like to HC that Prince Average comes from a long line of known hunters since he IS based on the Huntsman from Snow White - but y’know, his family wanted a hunter and they got a kid who realized he wants the entire royal experience, fancy balls and all of that, instead of the Noble Art Of Shooting Things :tm: 
So with that lack of understanding and support from his family, Average is left to inherit the entire fucking shebang. And it doesnt END WELL because he’s young dumb and full of dreams of grandeur, so he pretty much ruins the entire family name, leading to his unpopularity 
but ALSO he and Red Prince are childhood friends, they met when they were just little dudes dreaming about being big heroic princes. Wonderland was going thru hard times after the disappearance of the White Queen (one of Red’s mothers because if no one else is gonna shove LGTB+ characters in this bitch then I will) and needed allies, so most of Red Prince’s childhood friends were just strategic relationships to strengthen the bond between different kingdoms and powerful families
Back then, Prince Average was your stereotypical starry eyed hero, boasting about his family’s achievements, on the OTHER HAND tho, Red Prince was a momma’s boy, a crybaby thru and thru. And then you know, typical fairytale stuff happens. 
Red Prince gets cursed for being the wolf who cried wolf, Prince Average decides to focus on being an immature hedonist, they turn into the mean teens who judge your shoes and your lifestyle, develop even more dysfunctional and toxic habits due to untreated trauma, enable each other never change, the usual.
then POOF, some girlboss hottie kills her evil stepmother and gets her very own malewife trophy boy and Prince Average is turned into both a fucking tree and a gremlin dwarf in the span of like, a day or two. So obviously the first thing he does is cry about it and then demand that other people fix it. And by other people I mean Red Prince, who is too busy trying to break his own curse after 7 years of doing nothing but sit on his ass and brood. 
and they get their own 2D Animated Spin Off Show where they go around Fairy Tale Island annoying other popular fairytale characters to find an easy fix for their problems until the F7 and Snow show up to teach them about the importance of independence, agency and responsibility for 2 seasons and bOOM then there’s a MOVIE where they finally break their curses by pure unfiltered self-appreciation and love and friendship, none of that romantic love cliche and also solve the 10 different plotholes from the show
no, i havent slept in 20 hours. no i wont apologize for anything
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