#antagonistic besties on the other hand

[munsons-mutiny]

Let’s talk about the Watch What Happens (reprise) and why Only Davey could’ve sang it.

Like at this point they’re pushing the Katherine and Jack agenda, why shouldn’t she be his inspiration to keep going in this moment???

And the answer is cause she can’t grasp the situation fully!!!

Let me make it very clear that this is Not Katherine slander. I love her. I think this scene highlights the differences in their struggles and upbringing in a really brilliant way.

When she sees Jack wants to quit in this scene she’s so harsh with him. Doesn’t try to empathize with his situation at all, wants him to just buck up and keep going! Because for her, in her situation, with her upbringing, that’s the only way to get anywhere! She wants to be a reporter? Well she can’t listen when she’s told no. She has to push ahead no matter what. She can’t show fear and she can’t show weakness cause she’ll be called a girl like it’s a bad thing and have it used against her. But she doesn’t see her privilege in this! That in coming from a rich powerful family her physical safety can not be put in jeopardy! Her worst case scenario is moving back home and having to deal with her family’s idea of what it means to be a women in this time period. And don’t get me wrong that’s horrible, it would be a terrible and unfair outcome.

But it doesn’t threaten her physical safety!! (Not to say this is true for all women in her position but the show paints a picture that her dad does genuinely love her in his extremely misguided way and we never see him threaten her physical well being or even to stop bank rolling her). She can’t understand that sometimes you need to let a fight pass you by to survive. She doesn’t understand what it really means for Crutchie to be in the Refuge until later. So she pushes hard and it would’ve just ended in a fight where her and Jack miss each other’s points entirely.

But Davey gets it. Maybe not to the extent Jack does, but Jack said it himself Davey’s dads physical safety being jeopardized at work has threatened his whole family’s housing and food security. Something that could’ve been prevented with a union. He knows that this isn’t safe, he fully grasps the danger they’re in, to an extent that Katherine can’t because she’s never threatened by it. Not really. For her and her rich friends she involves this could just be a pet project (she would never view it that way of course) but if this all goes pear shaped all she has to live with is the guilt not the consequences. Her life continues with maybe some delays depending how long her blacklisting lasts.

But for Davey this could be the choice that means they can’t afford food or can’t pay rent. This could be the choice that means Les can’t go to school and his dad doesn’t have a safe place to recover. He gets it, he matches Jack’s fear, but he can’t backdown when they’re making real changes that Jack is having a hard time seeing in the wake of losing Crutchie to an institution that is a large source of his trauma. He needed empathy and hope not an ass kicking and Davey delivered.

Without him that scene would’ve ended with Jack running away a lot sooner and a lot more permanently. Rant over. Hopefully this is semi-well articulated it’s late and I couldn’t sleep til I got this out.

#newsies rant #this is why I love javid sm too #and don’t really ship Katherine and Jack at all #they just have such a sibling ass kicking way of pushing each other #which they both need sometimes!! #but idk not enough empathy for me to ever ship them #the whole antagonistic flirting thing is just not for me #antagonistic besties on the other hand #there’s a reason you don’t send a boyfriend to do a best friends job #jack kelly #davey jacobs #katherine plumber #katherine pulitzer #livesies #watch what happens reprise #newsies #javid #just a lil #mine

[perenlop]

i love kirby super star fanfic or comic adaptations where marx and kirby are actually best friends during the course of the entire game and marx blindsides kirby, to the point where i want to do something soooort of similar with my kirbyverse, but i also just kinda love how in canon marx was just like “im gonna very specifically ruin this guys week”

#i think marx is less outright evil and murdery and more ''i just want to fuck around with no one to stop me'' #saw itsquakey say that marx seemed to be an antagonist more out of petty antagonism where he just wanted to play tricks with no backlash #and i gotta replay milky way wishes again to verify that bc ill admit i never paid that much attention to his dialogue but thats interesting #or at least it differentiates him from magolor a bit more #who more or less just outright wants to rule the universe #im torn on whether or not i want him and kirby to be besties tho #for one im like. so unsure if i want him to be the same age as kirby #bc ngl ive always seen marx as rather young so i saw him and kirby as being the same age at one point #and magolor was also the same as them. but now i firmly see magolor as like in his early 20s or so mentally #mayyybe a late teen at best? and i feel like if he and marx are gonna be a duo itd be cool to keep em the same age? #but then i want marx and kirby to be like. direct parallels in some way like idk. theyre the same age yet had totally different circumstance #that shaped who they became (still sort of want to play into my ''marx is a mirror of kirby'' hc from when i was little) #ig i could just also age up kirby but like youll have to pry child kirby from my dead hands #none of this matters ik its not like i ship marxolor or marxby or anything (anymore) but like idk #maybe im overthinking it LOL #idk tho basically idea is that marx and kirby are actually childhood best friends who've known each other since they were newborns #but like. besides that i have no ideas sdklfjsdlkfjsdlkfsd i used to have an edgy ass backstory for marx where his parents were murdered #and thats valid if you have something like that for his backstory but idk if i want to go that route anymore #bc marx is less villainous here and more ''i have no real moral compass and i want to fuck with people'' #idk im throwing spaghetti at the wall btw nothing here is verified at all #echoed voice

[freedomfireflies]

hi bestie, can i request smth where harry is filming dwd and olivia keeps trying to get at harry and hit on him but he denies her every time and one day where reader comes to set she and harry are both in harry’s trailer but olivia doesn’t know reader is there so she tries hitting on harry again and starts saying rlly inappropriate things and reader hears and puts her in her place and says that if she ever talks to harry in a way other than a precessional way she’ll expose her or something? idk if that made sense haha and harry gets all happy and is like you are my lord and savior 😭 can you make reader a really bad bitch 😭😭 💕

Hi! Yes, so, I’m changing things a bit because I’m personally not a super big fan of bringing Olivia herself into this kind of stuff but I’m absolutely keeping the premise!! Just changing the antagonist to someone fictional instead! Obviously you can still picture her if you’d like but I hope this will be okay and that whoever asked will still enjoy 😭💞

“‘I know exactly where you can stick that can of tuna, Jack-ass.’”

Harry smirks, eyes peering over the top of his script at you. “The line is, ‘Hi, honey, welcome home.’”

“Oh. Weird. I must have gotten a different script cause mine definitely says the other thing,” you reply innocently, batting your eyelashes as he exhales a soft laugh. “Yeah, see…right there. Jack. Ass.”

“Oh, it does, does it?”

“It does. Strange, huh?”

“Uh-huh. Very.”

You bite at your lip to refrain from grinning as you return your eyes to the page. “Okay, well…I think you’re good for tomorrow’s scene. I mean, it’s kind of all about her, anyway, so…no one will really be paying attention to you.”

“Gee, thanks,” he snorts as he straightens up on the small couch, tossing the script to the side.

“Hey, am I wrong?” You blink. “Hello. Florence fucking Pugh is in the same frame, I guarantee you nobody is looking at you.”

“Oh, well, I’m flattered,” he retorts, hand coming up to his chest in faux appreciation. “No, really. Give me another compliment. I think I’m blushing.”

Your eyes roll playfully as you gingerly chuck a water bottle at him. It flies across the tiny trailer and whacks him in the stomach as he flinches, laughing as it falls into his lap. “Hysterical. Truly,” you bite back. “Been a movie star for five minutes and think you’re the shit.”

He tosses his arms along the back of the couch, settling in a bit further as he nods at you. “S’been at least ten minutes, love.”

“Right, and to this day, iCarly is still your best work.”

“…you know what, I’m not even gonna argue with you on that one. I really did shine.”

“Oh, absolutely.”

“Sucked the shit out of that water bottle.”

“You really did.”

“Oscar-worthy, I’d say.”

“Abso-fucking-lutely.”

He eyes you from his spot, sensing your teasing tone, and before you can clock his sneaky intentions, he’s lifting the water bottle into the air, twisting off the cap, and flinging the water at you.

You gasp as the water effectively drenches your hair, face, and chest. You attempt to shield yourself by throwing your arms up, but it’s too late, and Harry lets out a deep, guttural laugh. 

“Oh, you dick,” you squeal, immediately standing as you throw him a peeved look. “See, this is why I don’t take you home to my mother.”

He’s wearing a shit-eating grin as he watches you scramble to the bathroom. “Oops.”

“Oops my ass.” You attempt to wring some of the water out of your hair as you glance at your reflection in the tiny mirror. “I can’t go out there and let Chris Pine see me like this!”

Another laugh. “Why not?”

“Because I love him and I have mascara dripping down my face,” you huff, swiping a knuckle under your eye. “Oh, God, this is bad. Okay, gimme five, I gotta reset.”

“Babe,” he calls with another chuckle. “You look fine—”

“Bite me!” you retort quickly before slamming the door shut. “Shit! Where’s my setting powder?”

You hear him snort to himself from the other side but soon turn your attention back to the canvas that he so elegantly ruined.

It had taken you twenty minutes to get the eyeliner wing this sharp.

You frown as you get to work, and for the next couple of minutes, your focus remains on your own reflection as you hear Harry humming to himself on the couch.

And then…the humming stops.

“Hey…?”

“Hey, so sorry to bother you. I just wanted to check in before you leave, make sure you’re doing all right with the revisions.”

You pause, leaning a bit closer to the door as a second voice enters the trailer.

“Oh…yeah. Went over it this afternoon. I like it, it sounds good. I think it’ll be really impactful.”

“Oh, good. Good, yeah. Yeah, I’m really looking forward to watching you and Florence bring it to life. I’ve said it before, but we really are just so lucky to have you both on board.”

You finally recognize the voice, placing it to the face of the film’s director, Angela. And now that your curiosity is satisfied, you return to your task as the conversation continues to slip underneath the door.

“Hey, it’s all thanks to your vision,” Harry is humbly responding. “I just feel lucky to be a part of it.”

A bit of silence as you swipe your lipstick along your bottom lip before you hear the sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs and into the trailer.

“You’re such a doll. No, really, that’s such a kind to say,” Angela gushes. “You know…this whole casting process was really just…it was so stressful there for a minute but after I saw your audition tape, I just knew you’d be our Jack.”

“Listen, I’m just glad it worked out the way it did. It’s kind of nice to dip my toe into this side of the industry and I’ve got a lot of really great mentors to help me along.”

“Oh, absolutely. I mean, we just have such a fantastic cast. You’re in great hands.”

A beat.

“And, you know, I’ve said this before but…if you ever need anything at all, you just need to let me know,” Angela says. “You’re my top priority, and I want to make sure you feel taken care of.”

“Thanks, that’s really—”

Suddenly, it goes quiet. Far too quiet and for a moment, you wonder if they’ve left the trailer altogether.

You step out of the bathroom and glance both ways, just to check and make sure he didn’t leave you behind.

But instead of an empty trailer, you find Harry.

And Angela.

And her tongue.

Down his throat.

Your eyebrows just about fly off your forehead as you clear your throat and call, “I’m sorry. Am I interrupting something?”

Terrified, and a bit pale, Harry leans back and catches your eye, expression frazzled like a deer caught in headlights.

Angela, however, is a bit slower to remove herself from his body, finally stepping back with a bit of a wounded smile. “Oh, my gosh…I’m so sorry. This…this isn’t how I wanted you to find out, I—”

“Find what out?” you ask just as Harry says, “I’m sorry, what?”

She quickly looks between you both, palm hovering over her mouth as if stunned. “Oh! I’m…I’m sorry, I thought you told her.”

“Told me what?” you repeat, stepping closer, and looking to Harry.

Poor thing looks like he’s about to keel over.

“About…our…arrangement,” she answers shyly, and your eyes narrow.

Harry blinks. “We…what? What arrangement, I—”

“Oh. That arrangement. Got it,” you cut in, nodding as you finally put the pieces together.

Both Harry and Angela turn to look at you, surprised. 

“Yeah,” you agree, taking another step as you meet her eye. “Yeah, no. Florence told me about this thing you do where you try to fuck your actors and exploit them for fame. Oh, and how your entire marriage is a sham, and you’re trying to get out of it by pretending you were the innocent, bad-ass feminist just trying to do her job when you were blackmailed into sleeping with your costar.”

She swallows as Harry’s jaw nearly drops.

“Oh, she also told me that if I were to find you…arranging yourself on my man, then I should remind you of section 15, paragraph 3 of the contract you signed,” you add, arms crossing over your chest. “Does that…ring any bells?”

Her cheeks flush. “Look, I wasn’t trying to—”

“I’m sure,” you hum. “But you did, and now you’re done. Thank you so much for stopping by. Buh-bye now.”

And with that, you gesture toward the door. 

A rather petrified Angela stands to her feet, knees a bit wobbly as she makes her way for the exit.

And just before she can close the door, you call, “Oh, and just a little tip…when you see the officers? Don’t run.”

The door slams shut before you have the chance to see her expression but something tells you…it was everything.

Now, you turn to Harry, still glued to the small sofa. “Anything you have to say for yourself?”

He straightens up, nearly tripping over his tongue as he begins to explain, “I promise, I don’t know what happened, she just put her hand on my thigh and suddenly it was, like, all the way up my thigh, and her mouth was like…right there, and I didn’t know what to do, and I wasn’t sure what was even happening, or if it was part of the script or something, and I—”

You close the gap between you and take his face between your palms. “Harry?”

He winds down to a stop. “…yeah?”

You grin. “I love you.”

Utter relief floods his features as he sighs and melts back into the cushions. “I love you, too. Thank you, by the way. Ironically, she tasted like canned tuna.”

You laugh as you flop down beside him, whacking at his chest on the way down. “Ew. Poor Nick.”

“Right? iCarly would never do this to me.”

For a moment, you can only chuckle, and despite the rather interesting turn of events…you can’t deny your joy.

“No,” you agree with a grin. “No, she would not.”

~ Full Masterlist

~ Other Harry Blurbs

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[whole-circus]

Creepypastas as stereotypical horror movie characters!

➥ with Jeff The Killer, Homicidal Liu, Masky, Ben Drowned, Sally Williams, Eyeless Jack, Nina The Killer, "Ticci" Toby, Jane The Killer From horror movies lover to innocent souls! >:3

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☆ Jeff The Killer

Hear me out - Jock of the group. You know, this "manly men", who would bully you in a free time if he is not playing in football (or other balls hehe). Absolute jerk! Laughs at the rest of the group for being afraid. Act like he is not scared at all and often curse at the killer, saying that he will beat his ass - on the inside tho? He is shaking from fear! Propably would die as one of the first :)

☆ Homicidal Liu

He would be a tragic hero, the one had normal life but shit happend. Have a high chance of surviving but propably sacrifies himself, so others could live. But if he survive? Oh my, at what cost? All of his friends are dead, everything he loved is now ruined..but hey, maybe he can monetize his traumatic experience to pay for therapy!

☆ Masky

Totally the responsible and a bit sceptic at first one. Initially, he doesn't really believe what others are saying. Thinks that others are going crazy or just doing pranks. He is sure everything can be explained! The one to be smart enough to outstand the killer and he maintain to be calm. And just tired from babying therest of the group. For some reason, he would mostly die anyway..propably on silly way, that angers audience.

☆ Ben Drowned

The stoner one..The guy that is almost always high and also can be a comic relief! The best character to put your guard down, with him on the screen you will almost forgot what you watch! Well, maybe until someone get killed..He also make the stupidest jokes - but come on, we love them! Someone gets stabbed? Bleeds? Haha look - period! Oh man..the killers attacks? Nah, he can wait - its time to get high! Dies in the most stupid way (propably not from killers hands) or! survives! - we have no idea how.

☆ Sally Williams

She is the scary kid! You remeber Grady twins from Shining? She is both of them! At the same time! Propably will be seen as innocent and cute, you just want to protects her..But dont be fooled by her sweet apperance! If you are not careful, you cant blame her for standing at your bed with knife in the middle of the night! Sally would scare the shit out of viewers. Lights suddenly goes out? Oh man.. We can see that coming!

☆ Eyeless Jack

What a nice and quiet fellow...No way he could be a killer! Jack is definitely the quiet one who turns out to be a killer. Always sweet, always caring - propably besties with the main character. He helps hiding from the killer, setting traps and trying to find clues to discover identity of main antagonist. Just wait till the end, when the identify of masked killer will be uncovered! He is also the perfect type to be a masked slasher becasue well..he is hot, alright?

☆ Nina the Killer

Hot, joyful, a bit too naive and in mini skirt! There she is! The bimbo one! Propably the best friend of the final girl. Have no idea what is going on..but hopes she will flirt her way out of killers hands! Of course the most fanserviced one, if the horror have sex or pool scenes, she is in. In the first 5 minutes of the movie you will see her boobs. Won't run becasue she dont want to ruin her shoes. We all love her but lets be honest - she will die first.

☆ "Ticci" Toby

Every movie need the crybaby one, this one character that will be scared of anything - his shadow included. Will never ever want to split up, he would put the handcuffs on the whole group if he could. A scary noise? In the middle of the night? Oh hell no, lets pretend that nothing happened and stay in safe room. All the wacthers have enough of him! Please, just let this guy die... Despite his fearful spirit, he has a high chance to come from this nightmare alive (sadly for audience).

☆ Jane the Killer

Badass girls, who doesn't love them? Also pretty and smart? Can fight?? Thats her, thats the final girl! Bravely fights till the end. Her will to live is way stronger than killer hands. Will try to help everybody make it, but at the end all her friends are dead anyways. Well..at least the blood suits her. Propably will live a somehow calm yet traumatized life, well until the next part of movie!

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#slasher #slasher x reader #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #jeff the killer #jeff the killer x reader #jeffrey woods #homicidal liu #homicidal liu x reader #jeffery woods #liu woods #horror #headcanon #tim wright #tim wright x reader #ben drowned #ben drowned x reader #sally williams #ej x reader #eyeless jack #eyeless jack x reader #nina the killer #nina the killer x reader #ticci toby #ticci toby x reader #jane the killer #jane the killer x reader #masky x reader #creepypasta hcs #crp

[flowerpotmage]

You Think I'm-? (Part Two)

Summary: The day after the reader helps a drunken Osferth to bed, the party leaves Wintancaester.

Notes: From number two on this prompt list. Contains old timey town spellings, Finan being bestie, reader being good with horses, and freaking out. Fluff! Gender neutral and entirely undescribed reader. Unbeta'd and lightly edited. There will be a third part!

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Your sleep had been fitful. The adrenaline and shock of what had occurred with Osferth kept you wide awake and jittery, and as a result you had gotten little rest in the few hours between then and now, where you lie on your rented cot staring at the ceiling, the morning light filtering through wood and straw to paint the room in a dim warm glow.

Osferth had kissed you.

Osferth had kissed you.

Osferth had kissed you!

And you had kissed him back!

And you had kissed him back!

“Oh, Lord preserve me,” you whisper, pressing your hand over your eyes. He had been drunk when he kissed you. “Fuck.”

You roll yourself out of bed, re-donning the rest of your layers, boots, and sword, and make your way to get a table to share. You have your pick, as early as it is, and you take one off to the side to wait for the rest of the men as a cup of hot cider is brought to you.

“Any food?”

“Yes, but I’d like to wait for the rest of my company first.”

The first to join is Sihtric.

“Morning,” you greet as he slides onto the bench opposite you. His eyes scan you so quickly you do not see it as you fidget with the handle on your cup of hot cider.

“Good morning,” he replies simply, smiling in thanks at the serving girl that brings him a cup of his own.

“Was Finan much trouble last night?”

He smiles, laughing. “Not more than usual. Osferth?”

You shake your head, losing the fight against your growing smile. “No. Just clumsy.”

He starts to raise his eyebrows, opening his mouth to say something, when Finan appears and slides into the bench beside you, clapping you on the back.

“Well if it isn’t baby monk’s nurse-maid,” he teases, trying to block your elbow with his two hands and a laugh when you go to jab him in the side. Not that it’d do much damage anyway, his torso protected by leather much the same as Osferth’s. “By God, did you get any sleep?”

“You’re shockingly upright and bubbly for a man who had to be helped home yourself,” you shoot back, ignoring his comment about your sleeping habits, or lack thereof.

Sihtric ignores the two of you, smiling into his cup. It's a common enough occurrence, and the other men that travel with and fight under Uhtred have grown used to this antagonistic expression of friendship. Much like Osferth, Finan had trained you to use a blade in your early days with the group, and you had developed an almost familial system of shit-talk and mutual protection.

The serving girl returns with bread, cheese, and meat slathered in herbs and sauce. Finan thanks her with his usual bright and charming smile, and the three of you begin to eat.

“Where’s Uhtred?” you ask.

“No doubt being lectured by Alfred once again, or given some accursed errand to drag us on,” Finan says, mouth full of a just-taken bite of bread.

You sigh. “I should have expected as much.”

Uhtred, ever the timely man, appears behind you and Finan.

“Where is Osferth?” He asks the table.

Finan turns to look at the man, pauses, and slowly turns to you with the beginning of a grin. “Yes, where is our dear baby monk?”

You shrug. “Probably sleeping off all the ale you lot drowned him in.” You turn to look at Uhtred, immediately recognizing the look on his face. You sigh. “I’ll go ready the horses if Sihtric goes and fetches Osferth.”

Uhtred nods. “Thank you.”

“Why not send me to wake the monk?”

“Because your face first thing in the morning will just scare him into thinking he’s in Hell,” you say, and you and Finan exchange playful hits as you get up from the table and head off to the horses.

You make sure the beasts have been fed, even taking some time to brush dirt from one or two of them with fistfuls of straw, before checking hooves and saddling them. You work efficiently, bringing the mounts out to wait outside the inn for your companions. You are picking an errant piece of straw from your mare’s mane whilst detangling it when Finan and Sihtric exit, coming to load bags onto the horses.

The two of them are laughing about something when Uhtred follows.

“Osferth is finishing up,” he says to the group as he goes to his own horse and checks over the bags that Sihtric tied on.

You happen to look up when Osferth is stepping out the door. Your eyes meet, his steps falter, and he starts to smile before his eyes flick behind you and with pink ears he puts his head down and hurries to join the group.

Frowning, you look behind you to see Finan and Sihtric quickly turning their attention to their horses, having only moments ago been looking between you and the young warrior monk.

You groan quietly, rolling your eyes to the cloudy sky, and mount your horse as if nothing is out of the ordinary.

“Where are we off to?”

Uhtred follows your example and mounts his own horse, the other three following soon after. “I’ll tell you on the road.”

And off you go, horses walking through and out of Wintanceaster.

The size of your party makes it difficult for you to keep to yourself, and ironically, prevents you from taking any privacy to sort out your thoughts. Still, you cannot help but continue to turn over the previous night in your mind, flashes of sensation and the echoing sound of Osferth’s sighs in your mind warm your stomach.

You are riding at the side of the middle of your tiny group, and Osferth’s robes in your periphery shine like a beacon in spite of their soft and drab color.

You focus on the sight of the back of your horse’s head.

Your group stops at midday to stretch, eat, drink, and take your turns relieving yourselves. The horses graze as you lean against a tree in the shade, and you swallow a deep gulp of air as you lower the waterskin from your lips.

Finan has gone off to piss, Sihtric as well, and Uhtred is adjusting the bags on his horse when Osferth returns from where he’d left to relieve himself as well.

You can feel his eyes on you, see his hesitating figure from the corner of your vision, and can practically hear him debating with himself.

You have to consciously school yourself into an air of nonchalance when he walks up to you, joining you in your patch of shade under the broad branches of oak. He says your name in greeting.

“Osferth,” you greet in return, and You risk a look at him. Your breath catches when your eyes meet his, the blue ever bright under the miniature furrow of his unsure brow.

You offer him your waterskin, and he glances back up to you to make sure it's alright that he takes it—as if you weren't offering—and then accepts it from your outstretched hand. You watch as he tilts it back, eyes caught on the movement of his throat as he swallows, and then quickly look away as he starts to lower it once more.

You accept it back silently, recorking the opening.

He says your name, again, hesitantly. “Last night–”

And then Finan and Sihtric return.

You give him a quick look, one you mean to say Don’t worry, Osferth, we’ll talk later, as you push off from your lean on the tree trunk. You only catch a flash of his dejected face before you're walking back to the main part of the group, doling out jerky and small rips of bread to carry you all through dinner.

It is a few hours of riding later when Finan trots his horse up next to yours, saying your name in greeting.

“Finan,” you return.

“So, I have to ask, what have you said to our baby monk?”

You turn and look at him, confusion plain on your face. “What?”

His eyes hold yours, and he sucks his teeth before speaking again. “He’s been all morose and pretending otherwise since midday, and last I saw it was you two who were talking before he got all gloomy. So it must have been whatever you said to the lad.”

Finan does not break eye contact as he speaks, swaying along with the rhythm of his horse. You huff through your nose, and cannot help but turn in your saddle and look back at Osferth.

He is, typically, quiet on his horse as it walks beside Sihtric’s, but you cannot deny the air about him. The aforementioned Dane sees you twisted around to look at them and raises an eyebrow. You return to sitting normally.

“He looks fine to me.”

Finan simply raises an eyebrow in an uncanny mirror of Sihtric, and you sigh in frustration.

“I’ll talk to him,” you say, pulling your horse around to loop to the back of the group. Osferth looks at you in confusion when you come up from behind him, having moments ago been ahead, and starts to protest when you lean over to grab his horse’s reins—thankfully the animal doesn’t startle, familiar with you as it is. You pull him back and off to the side, away from the others.

“What are you-?”

“Finan says you’ve been acting glum,” you say, letting go of his horse now that you’re separated from the group a bit more.

His mouth opens slightly in surprise, words stalling in his brain. “No I haven’t.”

“Look, I’m sorry if–” Your words fail you at the confused furrow of his brow. “What?”

“Sorry for what?” He says, bewildered.

“You were drunk,” you say simply. "I wasn’t. I shouldn’t have-”

He laughs. The little shit laughs.

He says your name again, smiling, before glancing to make sure your companions are out of earshot. He knows how you value privacy. “I was the one who kissed you. I had come to apologize to you at our rest, earlier.”

You blink. “Are you serious?”

He inclines his head, indicating that yes, he was.

You lean over to slap his arm, his horse dancing away when your light smack hits his shoulder, and the two of you laugh.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, you fool,” you shake your head.

“And neither had you,” he says, smiling his sweet little smile.

You glance back to the rest of the group. They’re looking back at you two now, slowing their horses to a stop so that you are not left too far behind.

“Come,” you say. “We’ll finish this after supper, now that we’ve cleared that up.”

Osferth agrees, and the two of you nudge your horses forward to rejoin the group.

#osferth x reader #osferth x gn!reader #gn!reader #osferth x you #tlk x reader #x reader

[physalian]

10 Character Dynamics the World Needs More of

Me handing out character dynamics like free samples at the Mall Food Court: “Take one! Or two! You’ll love it!”

I don’t care how many times these tropes have been done – write more of them. Write all of them. Fill out your author bingo card one by one.

1. “No one gets to kill you but me, Old Friend”

This. Right here. Primo rival content that I *live* for. All the juicy history between two old frenemies, the character drama, the backstory, the titillating unknown of what drove these two to rival status, bitter enemies that respect the heck out of each other, to the point that hell hath no fury should one get knocked down without the other’s consent.

And, of course, the moment where it seems all bets are off, when the rival comes to save their ass only to hand it back to them at a later date. The angst! The shipping fodder! Need I say more?

2. A bigger, badder villain, and their minion

You, reader, spend countless hours hating the guts of the big bad villain. They’re evil, they’re vile, they’re sadistic, heartless, irredeemable bastards. They killed your favorite character for shock value. The big bad moustache-twirling antagonist… is actually not the biggest fish in the story.

Either they’re coerced into doing evil as a puppet of the Bigger Bad, a tragic villain in their own right, or they have some reservation, some line even they won’t cross, someone else’s boots they have to kiss, someone who features in their nightmares, as they feature in the heroes. They end their stories dispatched without a thought by the Bigger Bad, or redeem themselves in death by taking out their masters. It never gets old.

3. A leader and their lancer: besties

You know what’s better than leaders and lancers who have zero faith in each other and are constantly bickering about who should be in charge? Leaders and their right-hands who adore each other (platonically). They have each other’s backs, they know each other’s greatest strengths and weaknesses and are each other’s perfect covers.

They can communicate with looks and vague gestures alone, they compliment each other’s flaws and misgivings, build up the rest of the team when they’re down on their luck, and should misfortune strike either, they pull out all the stops and show off exactly why they’re not to be trifled with, so that even the villain is afraid.

4. “I don’t even know who you are”

Oh, but you will. This one twists the knife, robbing the avenging hero of the importance in this world they’re desperate to maintain. They are their own hero, the sun revolves around them… but not to this one asshat that ruined their life and doesn’t even remember doing it.

An entire identity built upon the finding, fighting, and overcoming of this wrongdoer, every other goal in life cast aside for this one impossibility. Either the villain toys with the hero to make them irate, or gets suckerpunched by some pissant fueled by vengeance and spite and divine purpose to dole justice where justice is due.

6. The jaded badass and their naive ward

If the last 8 years of media is anything to go by, we still love this trope, whether it’s in a galaxy far, far away or a fungi-zombie post-apocalypse, or in the twilight hours of an era of legendary mutants. The best part of this trope? You get two often contradictory character types in one body. The pessimist, PTSD-ridden master of old with no living friends left and at least one dead love interest *and* beneath all that, still lies an atrophied heart of gold just waiting to be nurtured and revived.

The naive ward gets a hard lesson in how crappy the world can be, but also in how there’s still some goodness left, if their guardian cares about them. The jaded badass in turn, learns how good the world can be, that there’s something still worth fighting for beyond the next bottom of a bottle.

6. The enemy of my enemy (is my friend)

Similar to the “old friends”, this trope is often a result of the minioned Big Bad realizing they don’t want to be evil anymore. Or, bitter old rivals, sides of a war that have been fighting for generations, ideological polar opposites, fundamental polar opposites all come together when: Some evil schmuck managed to scare them both.

Doesn’t matter on what shaky ground this temporary alliance is built, or how long it lasts, equally-competent badasses on both sides finally work together and compliment each other’s strengths, and compensate for their weaknesses, in a way their teammates never could.

7. The irredeemable villain’s only wholesome connection

Not so irredeemable anymore, now are they? This trope messes with your head, taking a character you know has done heinous acts of terror, but who cares unflinchingly, unabashedly, about one thing – either their lover, their pet, their relative, or their kid.

This exists independently of the heroes and is not the same as an “oops I guess I’m your father” reveal. I’m talking this character who everyone is convinced cares about nothing and no one but themselves and their ambition still has a place in their soul for something they want to protect, they want to be loved by, or that they must spare from their atrocities.

8. Platonic Heterosexual Friendships

These two have seen each other at their most vulnerable. They’ve shared fears, dreams, desires, know each other’s deepest, darkest secrets. They’ve seen each other exhausted, frazzled, dressed up, dressed down, bloodied and broken and like a raw, open nerve. These two would die for each other, they would live for each other, and yet.

They’re not in love with each other. They’re wholly comfortable in each other’s spaces without lust and desire mucking up the atmosphere. Neither is the one, neither wants to be the one. They remain together not for the bonds of romance, but for the bonds of friendship, and nothing could be stronger.

10. The Ace and their best friend, the Self-Proclaimed Slut

These two respect the f*ck out of each other. One never mocks the other for lacking desire and in return, they’re never mocked for their promiscuity. They’ll never walk in each other’s shoes, but they don’t need to, to understand that’s just how some people are. They’re each other’s safest spaces when the world doesn’t take either of them seriously.

They’re each other’s biggest defenders against the bullies, presumers, the holier-than-thous who think they have it all figured out. They’re the perfect compliment to give advice on everything from relationships to the best outfits for an outing because there’s *zero sexual tension* between them. Or, maybe, if the stars align, they’re something more.

10. The redeeming villain, and their staunchest skeptic

This villain has lost everything – their home, the respect of their people, their worth, their evil ambition, their identity, and has begun working their way up from rock bottom doing everything in their power to show the heroes that they’re serious. They make amends, they break their bones proving themselves, they’ve swayed everyone they’ve wronged in the hero camp.

Except one. The one character that was probably their first defender, and got burned for it. The character that was naive enough to think this villain could be saved, and was wrong. The character that won’t be duped again without some serious drama and soul-bearing between them.

Now tell me which ones I missed!

#writing advice #character design #character development #character dynamics #tropes #archetypes

[md-confessions]

I don't really think J and N's relationship is abusive. Don't get me wrong, it's not a good relationship by any means, but I don't really think it's abusive.

Honestly, it reads more 'bully and their victim' to me. Like...J thinks she's hot sh#t, has been acting like she's hot sh#t even back when the DDs were workers, doesn't seem to want to change herself at all, and has been shown to be picking on N in a lot of scene. J could totally be a b#tch to other people aside from N, but people seem to think she's the worst to N just because she's been shown to hit him without a second thought (which she totally could've done with V or anyone else, it's just that N could be the one who doesn't fight back because of his 'good boy' nature). And who can think of a bully that hasn't put their hands on their victim at least once?

And if it takes having a bad attitude or harming someone to be considered abusive, then a lot of the other characters in the show are as well. Lizzy openly bullies anyone she deems 'beneath' her in social hierarchy and whoever her 'bestie' is at the time is probably someone who she thinks will do her dirty work for her, Doll killed some of her classmates and tried to kill Uzi just to get a shot at V, and V scratched Uzi's visor over the area of one of her eyes to intimidate her and literally told Uzi to her face that N would get over it if she died...Two out of those three I just mentioned have actually put their hands (or meat-physical hands) on someone and harmed them, but the fandom doesn't really considered them abusive.

Basically what I'm trying to say is yeah, J's not one of the good characters by a long shot. But she's also seems to been made to be an antagonistic character. If you don't like her, then fine. You don't like ships that involve J and N being together in some way? Also fine. You control your online experience. No one is forcing you to look at anything and like it.

Sincerely-a anon who wanted to get their two cents in

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#md confessions #murder drones #serial designation j #serial designation n #serial designation v #md lizzy #md doll #uzi doorman #bullying cw

[the-derpy-duck]

My long ass post about Earthspark Starscream and Megatron.

I’ve already done a whole thing about Starscream but I have more thoughts, specifically about Megatron. Because he’s a character I have a lot of issues liking, I’ve only found myself liking a handful of Megatrons and ES is one of them.

*A very brief history of my issues with Megatron*

My main issue with Megatron comes down to me finding him less enjoyable/entertaining than the others around him. Like I like when he fights Optimus in TFP, but I liked the other decepticons a lot more. I really liked TFA Megatron’s face but uh—I’d rather watch an episode of Blitzwing and Lugnut fucking around. Armada Megatron is fine but I liked the other decepticons more. The Netflix series one was fine but I wanted more Skywarp because Skywarp is a funny little dude and I like the purple one.

I have no idea how I feel about G1 Megatron. When I think of him I think of him saying “my dear Skywarp”.

I don’t actively dislike this character but the other ones are just more interesting to me or I just like them more because of other conditions. I liked parts of IDW1 Megatron and I really like Beast Wars Megatron but idk if that counts or not.

*thoughts of ES!Megatron, Starscream, and Hashtag*

Earthspark Megatron interests me. I like him and I like his voice. I like watching him argue, disagree, and banter with Optimus. I like his relationship with Twitch and how protective he is of the terrains. I like how he saw prime being attacked and brutally attacked his former seeker to help Optimus. I like his friendship with Dot. I liked that he was willing to try and help Bumblebee and I liked that his advice was shit. He’s still growing and learning and I like him! I also like his general relationship with Starscream so far.

There are issues, yes, but the way it’s set up is (in my opinion) good so far. It’s foreshadowed that there paths will cross again, and with the way Starscream is makes me believe that they are going to be apart of each others arcs and general life.

There relationship is (in its current state) antagonist. Megatron is willing to use violence to recapture Starscream and Starscream does want to hurt Megatron and is fine with fighting him. He probably isn’t going to actively seek out Megatron but if the situation arose I don’t see him backing down (ex. Season 1 final). I also don’t see Hashtag as the type of person who would actively avoid Starscream, especially sense he’s the closest person that experienced what she went through (before the final episode) and I think the only person she talked about it too (I could be wrong here). She also doesn’t have the same idealistic view of Megatron that the others (mainly Twitch) seem to hold. Hashtag also seems to just…like Seekers? In one episode she was like ‘me and Skywarp are besties’ as a lie and the images that accompanied the scene show her and Skywarp hanging out in bad guy school and Hashtag is blushing in one of the images.

I think that Hashtag might seek out Starscream in the future, and that could cause a conflict.

*Megatron and SS’s (I hate the way that looks) relationship*

It’s very clear that there relationship was abusive. Episode 21 spells it out very clearly and Starscream appears to hallucinate (Megatron regains his Decepticon insignia). He’s been badly affected by Megatron and the show addresses this. Starscream doesn’t assume anyone of the terrains (or anyone else) would believe him about Megatron. He’s surprised when Hashtag believes him and is kind to him.

But also he’s a shitty person, the show doesn’t say that this justified Megatron’s abuse towards him. However I’m trying to not be a broken record here. Hashtag calls out Starscream for being a dick to his teammates and tells him that he can’t just leave them and her family behind. Her believing Starscream made him want to protect her and want to help her because she believes and is nice to him. Violence begets violence as altruism begets altruism. Generally, people don’t like to be mean to nice people because empathy or something.

But Starscream isn’t fully afraid of Megatron. He’s very willing to fight him and can stand up to him. The reason he doesn’t in the cave is because Megatron ambushed him and he didn’t have a lot of time to respond before Hashtag stoped Megatron. In the final episode, he is willing and takes active enjoyment in fighting with Megatron.

They don’t like each other. This is a long way of saying they really don’t like each other.

*More Megatron*

So Megatron, up to this point, has been characterized as gruff and defiant towards G.H.O.S.T but willing to listen to OP and compromise even if he disagrees. He doesn’t want for the Decepticons to be locked up but he doesn’t have that many options as outright defying G.H.O.S.T can’t help him or the Decepticons in the long run.

He is clearly frustrated with OP and his willingness to go along with G.H.O.S.T. He’s very pleased when Optimus goes against G.H.O.S.T, even if it’s not direct. He values Optimus, which is one of the reasons why he doesn’t just turn on G.H.O.S.T. He’s also just not a dumbass.

It’s established in the narrative that Megatron still is growing and learning to be better. It’s not the start of his redemption story (by that I mean he’s already made a change to himself and has gone to work with the good guys tm) so it’s a bit less obvious than IDW1/MTMTE.

The thing he seems to struggle with the most is using violence as a way to get what he wants/using it as a means to an end. He does restrain himself, but there are moments where he does use violence as a means to control others. It’s mainly when he attacked SS in the cave. Now I don’t think him attacking SS is wrong, especially when it’s in a vacuum, but with the added context of the past relation he had with SS and a few other moments in the show it suggests (to me) that this is a thing that he struggles with.

Megatron obviously disapproves of the treatment of the other Decepticons, but G.H.O.S.T is very clearly willing to just throw him in the Cybertrionian prison, and If I’m remembering correctly G.H.O.S.T and OP were actively trying to conceal this from Megatron because he would obviously disapprove of this treatment.

*MORE Starscream and Megatron relationship speculation*

I think in season 2 they are gonna cross paths again. Maybe they will often, maybe not, but I think they will have there arcs intersect a bit. I have no idea how they are gonna do either story without the other. I have my own thoughts on where I personally want there relationship to go that honestly isn’t relevant or very important to this.

The general vibe I got from the interactions between SS and Megatron was that they dislike and/or hate each other but not enough to potentially harm a select few around them. Megatron doesn’t try to attack SS after Hashtag intervenes and SS doesn’t attack him until the next episode.

Starscream is an obvious source of anxiety for Megatron, because he’s Starscream, and this is shared by SS but for different reasons. Megatron seems to want to leave SS alone but I don’t think that they will actually be apart, maybe not because Megatron is actively seeking him out but because they were forced into situations because of outstanding circumstances.

After episode 21 I think Megatron was more upset with the fact Ghost is being weird about not letting Megatron search for SS and also the way they treat Decpticons. Megatron is in a constant lose-lose situation, he can’t go against G.H.Ö.S.T because then they’ll just imprison him or hunt him down, but if he lets G.H.Ö.S.T continue what there doing than the Decpticons will actively be going after him, less because he left the Decpticons and more because (in there minds) he has been helping G.H.O.S.T imprison them, and this also goes against his morals. He’s not stupid so he isn’t just going to straight up go against G.H.O.S.T but he’s also not being particularly helpful.

The other Seekers also suffer under this general setting. Novastrom doesn’t really want to go after the autobots, mainly because it’s much more dangerous and they get nothing out of it. When she brings this up to Skywarp, the latter responds with “we either hunt autobots for mandroid or the autobots hunt us for G.H.O.S.T.” So they don’t really WANT to be doing this.

Everyone is unhappy and everyone is suffering, some are just in more active danger.

*a poor attempt to wrap things up*

Shit will go down in season 2 I think.

They aren’t about to try and kill each other, but I think they share this mutual dislike that can’t go unaddressed by the narrative, especially with the current trajectory of there respective arcs. G.H.O.S.T have been actively making everyone’s lives worse, and Megatron is in a constant catch 22 situation. I’m not good at concluding things sorry.

#transformers #maccadam #tfes #tfe megatron #tfe starscream #transformers earthspark #earthspark megatron #earthspark spoilers #earthspark starscream #I’m sorry for grammar and spelling errors #character analysis #Duck screams about things

[bengiyo]

Dangerous Romance Ep 4 Stray Thoughts

Last week, we mostly skipped dealing with the internal fallout of Sailom experiencing extreme violence from his creditors, or seeing how he and his brother are coping, to jump to the Kanghan tutoring arc. We’ve confirmed that Kanghan has massive issues because his dad has undermined his confidence constantly by never expecting anything from him. The boys practiced their English at a tourist spot, and got chased down (for gross sex reasons) by some foreigners who were after Sailom. Kanghan thought it would be brilliant if the hid in an alley and kissed. Also, Kanghan’s friends don’t seem to know him or his interests that well. However, Sailom is going to Courage Wolf this man into believing in himself.

Look at this man lying about studying. Get his ass, grandma.

My poor boy, Chimon. Y’all know he sweats profusely. Why would y’all do him like that with that close up pan?

The grandma is at least setting reasonable expectations of Kanghan.

Interesting. That was apparently NOT the first time Sailom has been beaten up over debts. That is NOT how that scene felt at all.

I’m not sure I’m keen on a tutoring/friendship montage, but it helps that Perth and Chimon are good.

How are the candles helping them study if they’re spread across the room? Did they ask Sam’s staff to set this up?

Why are they being so heavy-handed with this windmill analogy? This feels so early!

Kanghan is such a dork. Why is his hair not inside of his helmet?

Fellas, is it gay to think about the bonding moment you had with your rival/tutor/crush in the pool when you can’t sleep the night before exams?

Chimon is good. His face dropped briefly in disappointment when he heard that Kanghan failed, and then he masked it immediately to encourage him because only failing one subject is an improvement.

Alright, but did we clear things up with the parents group chat so Sailom can go back to tutoring other people at least? I didn’t forget that Kanghan called him a sex offender.

Oh lord, not him having a secret crush on Kanghan because of the umbrella stuff.

Papang is back! We didn’t talk about much.

Here he goes again eating this dry ass steak alone. He paid $30 for this?

I don’t get all this mooning at each other. They could just talk? Do they need to act like they hate each other after all this cutesy time together?

I’m gonna need GMMTV to stop using Perth shows to swindle people into investing in crypto.

“I’m okay,” then almost busts his ass on the bathroom floor. You can’t fall in love if you ain’t clumsy amirite??

Ah, the poverty-to-sex-work pipeline begins.

Pepper is pretty, but I really hate the color of this jacket.

Now, why is Saifah spending this kind of money on dinner when they have bills piling up?

This is the first time I think a Thai show has used their penchant for potty jokes well by having Sailom eat with a man experiencing incontinence.

Well, at least this man only wanted to have dinner with him this time.

I appreciate Pimfah being tactful about trying to offer help to Sailom.

I don’t mind them wanting to use their wealth to assist Sailom, nor do I mind the grandmother putting conditions on that help. Still, I’m not feeling kind of off about the whole experience here because it feels like we dropped the antagonistic part of this rather quickly.

They’re really committed to the windmill analogy. There’s even one on the umbrella. It’s part of the design, so I’ll let it ride.

Yes, dry his hair. A BL boy will die if his hair stays wet too long.

Fellas, is it gay to make your rival/tutor/crush hold your drinks, feed you, and massage your shoulders as a break from studying?

Besties, I gotta be honest, I’m a little frustrated with this show. I’m having a hard time staying locked in on much of the drama because it seems to get resolved or forgotten at will. Perth and Chimon are good, but this is a bit difficult for me to connect to, and I find that the irritation is leading to a bit of boredom with it on Fridays.

#dangerous romance #dangerous romance the series #thai bl #bl series #Ben watches

[genderfluid-insomniac]

Through the looking glass // reverse isekai!Scaramouche x fem!reader NSFW

I had this thought and @himariyua (my stunningly amazing bestie) helped me out with it, giving life to this and I'm so proud of it! I hope you like it!

You’ve done this routine more times than you’d care to admit, checking that your door is locked just in case someone knocks or tries to come in and shutting the curtains so no one outside would see the slutty actions about to unfold. The towel laid out on your bed to make sure you didn’t get anything on your bed and phone plugged in next to it, Genshin Impact open on your PC on your desk after you've finished a commission in Sumeru and the traveler going through its idle animations.

There had been this one fic that had gotten you so worked up and since you had time to spare you figured why not unwind by pleasuring yourself, some specific scenes from said story popping up into your mind and already causing your thighs to rub against each other. Shedding your clothes and getting on your bed, you turned on your vibrator and slid it across your labia.

Body tensing up at the sudden vibrations and pleasure shooting through you, prying open your eyes to read the brief bit of text you were on and letting your imagination run wild. Rhymically moving your bright purple vibrator in and out of your cunt, moans and shaky breaths filling your own ears.

You imagined Scaramouche, one of the feared antagonists of Teyvat, using his mouth to bring you to an orgasm and degrading you all while leaving crescent marks on your inner thighs. "And do you want me to stop after just one? Or am I allowed to go until you can't give me any more? Because I will tongue fuck you until I get every last drop, (Y/N).” Demanding climax after climax for his pleasure, violet hair framing his flushed face and doll-like body ruthlessly holding your hips down so you couldn’t grind against his face.

But all the while you kept fucking yourself, the backgrounds of the game you had open began to shift abnormally and a certain large hat harbinger came into view. Scaramouche had just fled Inazuma and the Fatui after taking the Gnosis for his own gain, since Sumeru was the closest nation that would let him hide in the jungles and deserts freely; it was his only option.

Upon coming into view with the traveler he immediately got into a defensive position and flipped on an emotionless expression, carefully coming closer when he noticed the distant look in their eyes and blank stare in a random direction. Briefly glancing at the scattered belongings and small fire crackling at their feet to realize something was off, he’d heard a voice during his past encounters with the traveler that wasn’t their voice and knew the truth of this world ever since the meteor incident.

The voice was more careless and unrestrained, something he wasn’t used to when he was in the presence of others that knew he was a harbinger. Something caught his eyes, there seemed to be a picture in the group of stars above your hand being played with and with closer speculation saw a women scantily clad on a bed pleasuring themselves while reading something on a rectangular glowing thing.

“Hm.” He scanned his surroundings before solely focusing on the image in front of him, your moans and machine buzzing in your pussy making his growing erection strain in his pants. As a powerful figure, he often was presented with people more than willing to sleep with him or give him pleasure but it never interested him until recently when he met the traveler.

Tasked with killing them, his thoughts proved himself otherwise and encouraged him to make risky moves that would endanger his position, intrusive thoughts giving him scenes with him above the traveler completely nude and ragged breaths being exchanged. Each time they met up or he spotted them, the fantasies only bugged him more and the confrontation the pair had at the delusion factory gave him a perfect secluded place to act on them.

No doubt you were attractive and making his hands wander south, itching to relieve himself and then forcefully be on his way so he could bury this encounter forever. That is until a name slipped out of your mouth and made him freeze.

“Scara- hgn~ Scaramouche please.” The balladeer rapidly scolded himself for the brief joy he had thinking that it was him you were masturbating about and telling himself it had to be a coincidence or some other explanation. But your voice was the voice he had been hearing for the last couple of months whenever he was around the famous traveler and slowly grew fond of it, it was undeniable.

Scaramouche decided to move the traveler to a more private place, picking up their belongings and putting out the fire before sweeping them up in his arms. Shockingly still able to see the projection while he searched for a more quiet place and trying to ignore his dick leaking precum at the desire to be the one fucking you rather than some pathetic machine.

Curiously he watched you climax while relieving himself, panting heavily with his hand wrapped tightly around his shaft and one of his thumbs rolling over the slit, the red hard tip shooting out white hot ropes of cum onto the ground while his head was turned and focused on your voice babbling on like a child. Making a fire in the cave he and his target were now situated in, occasionally tuning in to recognize a few phrases your voice said before panicking about being late for work and rushing out the door.

His pale fingers reached into the starry picture experimentally, suddenly feeling his stomach turn upside down and the world drastically change. Standing up and defensively gathered his surroundings, recognizing the bed you had been on before you ran off and familiar pictures decorating your walls.

He guessed that you were going to be at work for a few hours, so that gave him time to formulate a plan to confront you about what he’d seen and snoop around about how you knew his name or even who he was. Something caught his eye, a plush chibi version of him next to your glowing box that held a picture of where he was before with the traveler and artwork of him smugly posing. Well…maybe he could explore this place a bit longer before he planned.

While at work you toiled away and got yelled at for daydreaming about countless scenarios, many of which involved scaramouche, before sighing and begrudgingly getting back to work. Finally, it hit 5:30 and you were free to go home, jumping into your car and blasting one of your playlists on shuffle all down the roads.

You pulled up high on adrenaline and excitement for what you were going to cook for dinner, dropping your keys and coat on a hook on the way to your room. The floor creaked inside your room, hinting that someone or something was inside. Steeling yourself, you swung open your door holding a vase to find a man who looked extremely attractive wearing a convincing Scaramouche cosplay and examining your vibrator with intense curiosity.

“Who are you?! How’d you get in my house?! Put your hands up??” He finally met your gaze calmly and laughed, not putting down your vibrator but slowly taking a step towards you and smugly grinning at you with a mocking hurt tone. “I feel hurt. Seeing myself all around your bedroom I would think you knew who I was and I believe it is me who should ask that question given a pretty stranger pleasured herself to me.”

He chuckled at the sudden embarrassed expression you wore and gestured to the computer, putting down the glass vase when you saw your spot in Genshin Impact was not only moved but changed posture significantly (in a way that could only be seen in a cutscene). “So let me get this straight,” Closing your eyes and rubbing your temples. “You’re the Balladeer…Scaramouche or er- Kunikuzushi-”

“How do you know that?!” The air around you electrified almost literally as you saw the hairs on your arm rise and strands of hair start to lift, quickly putting your hands up defensively and gesturing like he did to the game. “You’re a fictional character, at least in my world that is. I know a bit about your past with the Raiden Shogun and you being her puppet, but that’s pretty much it.”

Still scowling he nodded and lifted his hand to the back of his neck, seemingly feeling a mark or scar back there before casting his gaze back to the many items that held his likeness. There was a silent agreement that more explanations would take place later but the balladeer spoke amused. “I never would have imagined I’d have a fan, seems you know quite a bit about me but I still don’t know you.” Tilting his head, silently asking for your name to which you told him and seemed to be thinking about something.

Your mind went back to what he said and started reeling, “Wait! How did you know I- well- masturbated to you.” Murmuring the last part quietly, still very embarrassed and picking apart every thing you did while you played with yourself. Scaramouche explained that he didn’t quite know himself but just happened to come upon the traveler looking strangely and seeing your picture in what you knew was their idle animation.

“And then you know the rest of the story. It’s quite pathetic that you have to rely on whatever this useless machine is to get yourself off. I mean, you could just find someone to fuck.” Spitting the last words out like they burnt his tongue and eyed your purple vibrator, all too curious to see if you would take the bait he set out.

You had just gotten off from work and frankly too tired to deal with his sass but bit back anyway, unashamedly admiring his appearance and the way the crimson eyeshadow framed his lavender irises. “That “useless machine” is called a vibrator and it can get me off better than anyone else can.”

Within seconds he was in front of you, grabbing your chin and smirking. “Care to prove me wrong then?” You closed the distance and kissed him harshly, your hands worming their way through his violet hair and grabbing the small of his waist. Scara laughed against your lips but kissed back and bit your bottom lip, egging you on even further. Hearing what could only be the vibrator be thrown across the room carelessly.

Eyes closed, you felt the edge of your bed hit the back of your knees and broke apart to sit down, stripping off your top and pants quickly. “Hm, I see someone is eager.” Licking his lips while he eyed your assets, faintly hidden by your bra and panties. “Like you aren’t excited as well.” Your hand cupped his clothed erection and he hissed, rolling his hips against your palm and tensed at the slight friction he was getting.

“I would say you should solve the problem you caused but I have an argument I need to win.” His hands went to your back and fiddled with the clasp, cursing under his breath and rolling his eyes when you helped unclip your bra. Scaramouche pushed back onto the covers whilst he wrapped his lips around one of your nipples, tongue flicking and sucking the perky soft bud.

Another hand reached down and pulled your underwear off, throwing it somewhere with the foot and spreading your legs. Welcoming his wandering hand and nipping at your tit when he felt arousal already soaking your lower lips. “Such a slut already and I don’t even have to try.” His thumb circled your clit and fingers prodded your hole, gently gliding one of his fingers in and curling it to receive a breathy moan. Continuing his action and switching the attention he was giving your breasts, oh so eager to hear the noises he was making.

Scaramouche slipped another finger inside and stretched you out, pressing his thumb against your tight bundle of nerves. You were in heaven, having your fictional crush pleasure you seemed like a dream come true and even if it was a dream you didn’t wanna wake up. “Scara~ More please. More-” You knew he’d tease you for begging but he was keeping you on the edge, withholding so much pleasure you knew he could give you.

“Aw look at you begging already. I could watch that all day,” Slowly pumping his fingers in and out as you whimpered for more friction, soft pleas falling from your lips red from biting and hips wiggling for some kind of release. “I don’t know, I don’t want to break you with my cock. Then I wouldn’t be able to play with you anymore.”

“You won’t, please~ Mhmm fuck me. I don’t care.” Gasping and hand going to grasp his wrist as he removed his fingers. Scaramouche eyed you and clicked his tongue in disappointment, running his hands up your stomach to circling your breasts and finally bringing them to your mouth. Without hesitation you suck them and clean off your slick with your tongue, eyes locked with his swirling with lust and want.

“I guess you’ve been a good girl, so I’ll reward you.” Pulling off his top and shorts, he tantalizingly pulled his underwear down to reveal his girthy dick leaking pre-cum. You looked to him before wrapping your hand around his shaft and kitten licking his wet slit, earning a groan from the man above you and feeling a small hand on the back of your head.

Scaramouche hummed and forced a laugh out, his eyes clenched and held a daydream-like look. “Huh, looks like I don’t even need to tell you what to do since you’re so eager. Go on then, make me cum, slut.” At his command, you went to work and flicked your tongue over the veins that stuck out, breathing in through your nose so as to not gag and bobbing your head as far as you could reach.

Your dreams seemed much more like reality when you took a second to really consider that you had your lips around the balladeer’s cock and you weren’t asleep or daydreaming. “Ah- That’s it- nghn” Another hand reached up to cup his balls, massaging the pair cupped in your palm gently, and felt it twitch when he hit the back of your throat.

There was barely time to get a warning out before the violet haired man’s hip stuttered and his thrust made you deepthroat him, warm salty cum dripping back down your throat that left a bitter aftertaste on your tongue. “Such a pretty sight.” You were on your knees with your mouth still slightly open and chest panting, a sheen of sweat covering parts of your body and hickeys littering your beautiful used body.

Maybe it was time to prove you wrong and he’d have a field day doing it, memorizing every reaction, every noise you made, he’d mold it in his mind even if the universe dragged him back to that dreadful Teyvat. “You’re such a good girl but I still need to prove my point so legs spread. Now.”

A second passed as you registered what he said and the puppet raised an eyebrow, silently asking if he needed to repeat himself. You hurriedly nodded and laid back down, shamelessly spread your legs and revealed your now dripping pussy to him. “Please Scara! You’ve teased me enough.”

Body screaming at you for release and to just take what you need from the man in front of you, it would be so easy to just use the vibrator somewhere in your room but it wouldn’t be the same not when you had the real thing in front of you. “Fuck me.” Soft lips slammed onto yours and his small but toned body pressed against your stomach, one of his hands returning to your breast and the other supporting his weight above you.

The kiss was hungry and desperate but there was something soft and gentle behind it like he finally felt genuine passion for something…someone. You kissed him back, arms bringing him closer against you and rolling your hips towards his hardening cock. “Alright.” Carefully, Scaramouche moved so his dick was prodding your entrance and teasingly rolled his hips against your stimulated clit causing you to bit his neck you were currently decorating with bruises.

In one swift motion he was balls deep in your cunt and left you both breathless, your warm spongy walls squeezing and pulsating around him. You’d never felt so full and stuffed, controlling your breathing while the burning stretch cooled down and allowing a moment he gave you to adjust. “I’m okay.” It started out gentle slow thrusts and gauging your reactions when he hit different spots, lewd noises and moans that you didn’t know you could make echoing throughout the room.

Your eyes peaked open and drank in Kuni’s flushed lustful expression, meeting his rhythm and matching his pace. Lavender irises being engulfed by his pupils in reaction to your body and the effects it had on him, evoking human feelings and desires he never thought were programmed in him. “Fuck- What- nghn-”

“What are you doing to me?” Stuttering out a response and uncontrollably snapping his hips in search of a release. You were both close and aware of the other’s increasing orgasm, your pussy fluttered and constricted around his dick. “Mhm- I’m- nghn close.” “Me too-” His hips slapped against your inner thighs and hand trailed down to your soft tits that were already too overly sensitive but sent you over the edge.

Loud moans bouncing off the walls that would definitely get you complaints from your neighbors but who cared when you were getting plowed by at an inhuman fierce pace by a handsome beautiful man. Scaramouche kept hitting your g spot and playing your body like a violin till you tensed up as fire felt like it shot through your veins.

Your orgasm crashed down on you and you pressed Kuni’s head closer to your chest, barely able to control your shaking thighs that were being held in an iron grip by him and feeling him chuckle while rolling your bud in his teeth. Groaning when he felt himself climax and hips sputter short as he orgasmed, cock twitching as white cum came out in ropes and sighing in relief before pulling out to see a mix of your mixed slick dripping out of you.

You pulled him on top of you and hugged his torso, still out of breath but still alive enough for some cuddle time. “Fine. You win. Guess I won’t be needing my vibrator now that you’re here for the time being.” Voice trailing off and snuggling deeper into his neck, indicating that you wanted to know if he would return if he knew how some day. “Well, this world seems interesting and I’m eager to know if my elemental powers work here, not to mention I get to have more fun for you.”

#scaramouche genshin #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi x reader #fem reader #fem!reader

[bbyboybucket]

what is going on with thunderbolts??

Several things bestie. I’ll try to keep this as concise and calm as possible:

- if we’re first talking about real life, there has been stuff going on for a while because the script was rewritten twice and changed directors months ago. And It keeps getting delayed for reasons the now unrelated to the strike.

- Second real life issue is apparently something about it just sucks, because three actors have dropped. A long time ago, the person who plays Ava Starr, Hannah John-Kamen supposedly dropped out. However, there’s rumors that Goliath is in it so it’s unclear if maybe they negotiated to get Hannah back in the cast.

- Steven Yuen was supposed to be the main antagonist, he dropped out of it recently and marvel went to several actors to take his place, and multiple rejected it. Now, Ayo Edebiri (who was supposed to play Val’s assistant) has also dropped the movie. These are confirmed by the actors themselves.

- They are very obviously trying to recreate James Gunn’s The Suicide Squad after they seen how successful it was, however they’re very blatant about it. It’s barely hidden that they’re actually trying to create their own version of what their competitor made but the issue is that they aren’t actually thinking or trying to make a good, compelling story here. It’s solely cash grab and trying to get hype. That’s it.

- Bonus for real life issues: This isn’t talked about a lot and it’s messy, unclear situation, but essentially the team of people writing and directing Thunderbolts are actually proud rapist defenders.

Now let’s get into the issues with the movie itself and why I (and many many others) think it’s gonna be awful:

- Just to give a basis, other than some people here on tumblr, majority of the rest of the MCU fan base does not want this movie to be made. It’s a pretty general consensus amongst everyone that what they’re doing is not good. And I’m saying this just so you know I’m far from the only one with these opinions.

- The villain of the movie is Sentry/Void. Which is an absolutely awesome character but it makes absolutely zero sense for him, one of the most powerful characters, to be the antagonist against a team of 3 super soldiers and 3 regular humans. Realistically he would obliterate them, and for the thunderbolts to beat him, it’d take a lot of plot armor. And to me, that’s not only a waste of Sentry as character but also a waste of a movie. Because me and most others, don’t want to watch a movie where the protagonists only win because of plot armor. I wanna watch something thought out, engaging, where the threat is real and the end battle is hard because they’re on par. This is not that. And Sentry/Void could be used with other characters in such a cool way, there’s so much potential that’s been thrown out by doing this.

- With him being the villain, what’s been confirmed to happen in the third act is that Sentry will become Void, but the void is a new dimension in the multiverse. That’s literally what he becomes and the thunderbolts have to enter it. For one, that makes absolutely no damn sense to do for this movie and two, they already have a dimension in the mcu called the void. It’s in Loki.

- If they are gonna have team with only hand to hand combat abilities, then it should be a grounded, more street level movie. And it’s not. And it’s fucking stupid.

- There’s no power/ability diversity on the team which makes it kinda boring for one, but two, if they’re gonna have an extremely powerful villain, they need a team that’s not just people who know combat. There’s so many characters who should be Thunderbolts that would be more fitting and make the movie more interesting. White Vision should absolutely be there, especially considering that he’s government property. It makes no sense that he wouldn’t be on a government team and he alone would bring some uniqueness to the skill set. Abomination should be there. Zemo, despite being a normal human, should absolutely be on the team considering he was the actual founder and primary leader of it in the comics. For fucks sake they could introduce a new character or two just to give the team some interesting abilities.

- I’ve been saving this for last. As a Bucky fan, obviously one of my biggest issues is that he’s apart of the team. I’m gonna try to keep this short, but he doesn’t belong there, it doesn’t make sense for him to be on the team after the past ten years of his arc and development. All this time he’s been the good guy victim who’s overcome the fact that he was manipulated and used by the villains. But now, they’re pivoting into villainizing him, which is not speculation, Feige and other people involved have made several quotes now claiming he’s bad.

- Even if it’s technically comics accurate, Bucky is a very different character in the MCU than he is in the comics. He’s a much more violent and rough character in the comics because that’s all he’s ever known, he was raised as a child soldier then became an assassin. In the mcu, unlike the other characters on the team, he is not morally grey. Yes, what he does have in common with Yelena and Taskmaster is that he was mind controlled and is now a hero, but it’s a very different situation. Yelena and Taskmaster were from birth raised as assassins, even if they’re reformed and free now, the only thing they have experienced and been taught is violence, they have a rougher edge, they’re very much morally grey because of it. Bucky on the other hand, lived a normal life until he was nearly 30 years old. He was grown man when hydra took him. In those 30 years, he developed a strong moral compass and I’d say it’s close to that of Steve’s. Take Hawkeye as an example, even though Yelena is a good guy now, she was still perfectly fine with killing Clint because she viewed him as a bad person. She’s not afraid to kill someone if she deems it necessary. Bucky, on the other hand would not do that. He consistently talks about how he doesn’t want to kill or severely hurt anyone, whether they’re a villain or not. And in TFATWS, he even pulls his punches. Also he doesn’t kill Zemo when he has the opportunity, Yelena (and definitely any other team member) would have. That’s a big part of where the difference lies and how they’re not following what’s been established for his character.

- Also it’s claimed that Bucky is supposed to be the leader of the team which is another thing that’s out of character. For one, he’d never willingly join this team and lead it. Basically the only way is if he was forced by conditions of his pardon. Two, he doesn’t have the leadership skills, he’s not a natural leader, he’s always preferred to be the side kick and let someone else take the lead. Three, there’s no way in hell he could actually manage that team and get any one of them to respect him and follow his authority. I’m sorry but they would absolutely all brush him off as a joke. Even TFATWS, John Walker uses Bucky as a damn doormat yet I’m expect to believe he and other people like him will listen to what Bucky says? No.

For your sake, this is all and this is the simplified version of my thoughts because I don’t wanna make this longer than it already is. But yeah, I don’t know if you’ll disagree with me, but I think this is just a damn mess of a movie that either needs to be entirely scrapped or be revised top to bottom.

#I’m very sorry for how long this is #I tried my best to keep it short but…. #anyways yeah I’m extremely anti-thunderbolts and I’m manifesting it just gets cancelled at this point #asks #thunderbolts #mcu #marvel #bucky barnes

[msweebyness]

Theater Kid HC's

Have some headcanons for my theater kid babies! @artzychic27 @imsparky2002

As the class name may suggest, they all have a passion for theater, fitting since they’re the homeroom class of the school’s theater teacher. They’re always involved in the school’s drama productions, whether as crew or cast members. As a result, they’re all pretty close to Jean and Mylene.

Keep it well in mind, the only nickname Dorothy is okay with being addressed by is “Dot”. Heed this warning if you value your life, call her “Dotty” and she will make you suffer.

Due to the hectic current state of Paris, Ayesha leads the class in meditation sessions to help them manage their stress. It’s helped keep the akumatization rate of their class down, more so than some other classes. Ayesha also serves as the class therapist, listening whenever someone needs a shoulder to cry on.

Soo-Yeon is the unquestioned dad of the class, and takes his role very seriously. He keeps spare snacks and first aid supplies in his backpack and keeps track of everyone during class outings, and also provides pretty good advice in difficult situations. He also just has dad vibes.

Candace is the Class Mom to See-Yeon’s Class Dad (They may or may not have small secret crushes on each other, but no matter). She keeps tabs on everyone, making sure they’re safe, and helping them stay on track with their assignments. She also keeps a list of everyone’s triggers on hand at all times.

Jesse is without a doubt the baby of the class, and everyone is extremely protective of him, helping him to stay calm and happy. If anyone upsets him, they will pay dearly. (The same goes for his besties, Mylene and Jean, who both went feral on an asshole who pushed him into a panic attack. It was terrifying.)

Anais often gets way too wrapped up in her projects and school work due to pressure from their parents and doesn’t get near as much rest as it should. Her classmates can tell when they’ve pulled an all-nighter and make sure it gets proper rest and eats any missed meals.

Margo loves to use her talent for DIY to make all sorts of little accessories and presents for her friends. It’s her love language, the giving of gifts and she lights up when she sees how much they love what she makes!

The combination of Eri’s overly dramatic and formal manner of speaking and her tendency to slip into her native Japanese can at times make her difficult to understand, but her classmates have mastered interpreting what she says and relaying it to others.

When an akuma attack occurs, their number one priority is staying together and keeping everyone safe. They do a head count every few minutes and have several protocols to keep everyone calm.

Candace, Staci and Margo are all on the cheer squad together, and sort of form a benevolent, non-antagonistic version of the Plastics, (Jean actually calls them “The Nice Heathers”) in a way. Candace is kind of like end-of-movie Regina, channeling her frustrations into cheer but still a nice person. Staci is a much snarkier Gretchen, she knows a LOT but doesn’t use it against people, and Margo is basically a sweetheart, Karen, but like, with a brain.

Brecken cares enormously for animals of all shapes and sizes, hence him frequently volunteering at the animal shelter one of his moms manages and his desire to be a veterinarian. He also frequently takes care of injured animals and has even snuck them into the school on more than one occasion, with the help of Kim.

Everyone in the class ships Brecken/Evie and Jesse/Anthony, and had a very difficult time keeping it on the down low, and threw class parties when each couple got together. Both couples were embarrassed but also touched.

The class worries a lot about Mona, not necessarily because of her handicap but because their head is always in the clouds and they’re rarely paying full attention. They all like to check in on her throughout the day and pull them back to earth so they don’t accidentally roll down the stairs.

Roxie has a very high number of detentions due to getting into fights defending their friends. They just find it difficult to hold their temper when someone they care about is being threatened.

Mme. Winters is one of the biggest Mama Bears in the entire faculty. She is extremely proud of her students and their work, and will not tolerate any disrespect. She keeps fidgets on hand for Jesse and Anais, makes sure Brecken has the help he needs, has bandages on hand for Soo-Yeon and Aggie, etc. This also extends to other classes, she does NOT tolerate bullying of any kind. (Even Chloé is scared of her)

Leave your thoughts in the comments and reblogs!

#miraculous ladybug #mlb ocs #theater kids #Headcanons

[klavery]

tell us your klavery hcs about how they started dating^^ (who asked who first, where they go for dates, first kisses/hand holding, etc)

EEEK! I AM SO SORRY!!! this took a while 2 answer cuz i wrote a whole frickin ESSAY! i guess thats what happens when u ask tumblr user klavery 2 talk about klavery, lol.... ANYWAYS,

ok ok omg... firstly i want 2 warn that i clearly take them wayy too seriously and romanticize the fuck out of them and its rly embarrassing bcuz they are stupid but i am just too gone 4 them at this point so 😊👍

SO LIKE!!! avery being aspec + autistic in my minds eye affects pretty much everything abt their relationship 2 romance & dating & stuff... so that & the fact theyre like a dorky awkward nerd to me makes them pretty passive & nervous abt romance stuff, at least at first! avery seems like they could b the suave confident type when it comes 2 romance, which is the kind of person i think their character develops into once they get the hang of it (still a silly dork tho OF COURSE). that being said, in the beginning, avery wasnt usually the one to initiate things often! klara was his first everything... his first crush, his first kiss, everything like that (as opposed to klaras like, 20 exes, lol) so he was kind of inexperienced XP

the development of their relationship is like... at first they HATED each other, they found each other so ANNOYING and INSUFFERABLE, naturally... until a little problem in the form of a 13 year old child showed up at the dojo. apparently this kid was enough of a mutual threat to get the two of them to tolerate each other enough to reluctantly team up... also can i say they r literally like cartoon antagonists to me? they are SO funny and dumb i am SO obsessed... anyways! after the whole main plot of the isle of armor is over, they still kinda almost, try 2 awkwardly ignore each other? tsunderes... they cant admit theyre growing fond of each other xP and after a while, that strategy just doesnt work out :p they continue 2 train at the dojo, and this soon leads 2 them becoming friends! this part is integral 2 me 4 the development of their relationship, they become total besties, they r such galpals........

after some indeterminate amount of time after becoming friends, avery finally falls for her. i headcanon klara was always attracted to him, even when she hated him, lol. they were like two freaks who were perfect partners in crime. they get really close and affectionate, even platonically ❤ ... u can tell how crazy i am over enemies to friends to lovers for them xP

so with ALL THAT in mind.... i think klara would ask first? technically? i mean klara would b the kind of person 2 want someone 2 confess their undying love 4 her, but avery was kindaa weird. i dont think they would have EVER asked her directly tbh.... they were soo confused abt their feelings hehe, abt her but also abt dating in general. klara kinda knew abt the latter, considering avery would have opened up 2 her abt it in my brainspace. i guess knowing this she would just shoot her shot & suggest that they could date! avery is so nervous.... he panics and says he needs time 2 think on it, and when he finally recomposes himself hes all like, Ahem, Klara, I Would Like To Formally Accept Your Ever So Gracious Invitation.. hehehe.... he was so funny.

UM so they try dating!! and i dont rly care if it isnt realistic or believable or whatever at all i just like cute indulgent things.

so what do they do!?! WELL, i think a particular Official artwork could answer that..

(ok but could u IMAGINE my reaction when this was first revealed!? they literally merchandised MY headcanons they merchandised MY SHIP they did it ALL 4 me💞💞💞 this is my own scan too btw! sooo worth it. its soo in character too, klara too busy clout chasing 2 notice her partners abt 2 get his flesh melted off over some curry 😊 and of course, all the lil slowpokes around them❤ quintessential klavery image). but ya! this could possibly b their first date?? i feel like i wanna honor the existence of this wonderful art and say yes.... so aside from pokecamping or just hanging out around the island doing tasks and training and such, OFC they would go shopping, they would go 2 the mall, they would have spa day, avery would take her 2 high end fancy restaurants (bcuz hes upper class and loaded lol), all while being menaces 2 society of course 🥰. OH! wanna know what i think would b cute?? THIS IS SO CRINGE but basically i hc that they have rooms at the dojo 4 the students (so they dont have 2 sleep in tents or go home everyday or whatever...) and i think it would b SO cute if honey and/or mustard helped avery set up a lil candlelit dinner date in his room~ its so silly but so sweet❤

hmm.. honestly i really like the idea of their first kiss being kinda like, lowkey. juxtaposed to the kind of people they are. one might expect some kind of grandiose fairytale type situation... when in fact they were just chillin alone somewhere on the island, and she asked 2 kiss them... and they agreed! it left avery asking themself, what am i doing? how did i get here?? everything had been so different. this definitely wasnt what they would have imagined for themself... but they loved it. averys life was changing in unexpected ways. i guess this was first-love making him a little cuckoo in the head, huh? maybe this event had been a bit grandiose, in its own way.

WOW this post really devolved into me writing fanfiction about how kissing klara caused existential revelations within avery. nice! ok!

anyways!!! we r almost at the end! so!! avery was so touch starved, omg. he wouldnt let just anyone touch him, tho, of course. but if he liked you, well... earlier i said i believed they were pretty close b4 they dated, so if klara were to grab their hand, they wouldnt object, hehe~ (shes the one w the cold hands btw, and a firm grip, too..). things abt avery & physical touch interest me so much honestly, it is so intriguing when a character who could use psychic powers 4 everything would decide not to... especially when it comes 2 affection....

eeeeeaaaaahhh!!! ive gone on too long!! i never talk abt my hcs in detail EVER so like! theres stuff i know i couldve elaborated on more but i didnt wanna go TOO off topic... ofc i could write whole novels about my silleys..... THANK U 4 SENDING THIS!!!! hope it was comprehensible, heheh

#hollyposts #klavery #i am totally ok with more questions btw hehehehe #i get kinda nervous abt it but i do love talking abt them too so...

[nonuggetshere]

demanding more humble pie au content bc i want the vessels to have a happy childhood actually

I TOOK SOME TIME TO HUNT DOWN OLD CONTENT JUST FOR YOU ANON

I rummaged through my old files and found fanfic about the first few months of life which I posted right here. It's just the Pale King being a miserable sack of shit for 1600 words straight tbh

I'm also gonna post some screenshots

For the record, WL is named Daisy and PK is named Ivory in this.

They slowly found a rhythm to their new life. While one of them would go out to hunt, the other would stay behind and look after the kids. After they're back with food, Ivory would tear them into tiny chunks that he could hand-feed to their kids, and right afterwards they'd get cleaned and groomed.

Naturally as babies they'd mostly sleep and eat, but they grew quickly and started exploring around their little burrow and playing around. Very soon, they had to expand, and the two of them turned their old burrow into more of a big cavern that Daisy filled with all kinds of plants and soft grass and moss for her kids to play on, there's even a tree or two! Their new burrow is safely hidden in the corner behind some bushes, which they felt necessary to hide after the previously mentioned attempted kidnapping.

They didn't waste any part of their prey and Ivory would use the skin, scales and bones to make tools and toys for the two children. They eventually decided to start heading for the nearest kingdom, which really wasn't that far away, to sell the access of their resources and used the geo to buy new soft lining for their burrow and lots of pillows and plushies for the kids.

Because they're gods, unfortunately, they started gaining some attention and people who wanted to follow them. After some consideration, they accepted one family to stay with them because they had kids roughly their own kids' age and they seemed to get along, so...some specialization would be good for the two. And thus eventually their little home turned into a small village, and although the two were seen as the leaders they adamantly refused to be seen as their gods, preserving to live the small humble life with their kids now that they've lived like that for a few years.

Though eventually the little village does start getting some attention.

Grimm is the cool weird uncle. And yeah, he dropped his kid off with Ghost still.

Okay less dropped his kid off with them and more like Grimmchild willingly ditched the troupe to be with their best friend when they were a little older but still

Currently, I'm thinking of including Norle in this, which he was briefly mentioned in combos with my bestie about this AU but nothing concrete was established. I just love him and he makes for a pretty great and fucked up antagonist.

Later on in the story, Secret and Ghost end up in Hallownest at some point. Got two ideas for it rn; they are either captured near the kingdom as outlaws due to some misunderstanding, or they stumble onto Hornet by complete accident and decide to help their sister get back home

(more screenshots and content are incoming on reblogs, I reached the picture limit unfortunately)

#asks #spooky writes #humble pie au

[foxqueen-katarian]

caleb and imogen? haha

I'm not sure if putting Imogen in a group with a highly intelligent person is better or worse for her mental state. On the one hand, at least the background static isn't complete nonsense, on the other hand Caleb seems like he's got three or four lines of thought going at any one time and as an outside force having to make sense of that seems like a migraine waiting to happen.

They do share that they both grew up in small towns they have complex feelings about returning to, have parent related trauma (in very different ways), and that their magic set them apart at a young age.

Caleb didn’t seem to have an adverse/antagonistic view of sorcerers with Calianna so I don’t think there’s be any Wizard animosity.

Overall I think they’d get along and work well together, not necessarily besties, but friendly.

Send me two CR characters and I’ll tell you what I think their dynamic in an adventuring party would be.

#critical role #caleb widogast #imogen temult #party dynamics

[sketching-shark]

I'd like to share some theories I have about lego Erlang shen

First theory: I have seen theories about how from SWK's point of view he was abandoned by the brotherhood in his fight with heaven, but what if it wasn't just from SWK's point of view, what if everyone who was present at the battle, Erlang shen included, thought that in fact the brotherhood escaped and left sun wukong to his fate?

Second theory: Erlang shen kills the six-eared monkey to keep him away from sun wukong permanently not with the intention of harming sun wukong in fact he does so because he does not love him romantically but brotherly Erlang shen sees SWK as his younger brother and thinks he deserves something better than a weak monkey who leaves him to his fate and then tries to steal his identity

Monkie Kid spoilers below:

Could very well be the case @maidenofthecloud! And it definitely would be refreshing to have something from Sun Wukong's past that isn't just him getting yelled at and/or screwing everything up lol. Though given lego's tendency to introduce characters in a set that never actually make it into the cartoon that could very well be what's happening with the little sage...also they'd have to go into why Erlang Shen would even care about The Monkey King in the first place outside of "he's an incredibly strong yaoguai I need to subdue"--especially since lego show Sun Wukong is far less powerful than book Sun Wukong--& I don't know if Flying Bark would want to spend time on that given all the other questions they've raised that STILL haven't been answered, such as what even happened to the other og pilgrims, why did SWK trap the Demon Bull King under a mountain, or why SWK even wanted a tudi in the first place. Of course it could be that Erlang Shen becomes the next character from the og classic who gets thrown under the bus to force Sun Wukong & the Six-Eared Macaque into a closer relationship, which at this point I wouldn't put past Flying Bark lmao. Personally I think it would be the neatest if all of the recent nonsense with SWK's former brotherhood was a scheme that Erlang Shen concocted to A) Take down the Jade Emperor who he sees as a bad ruler (and also to get back at his uncle for having his father and brother killed but good luck getting him to admit that lol) and B) Take heaven's throne for himself through right of succession without having to dirty his hands. In other words, I'd LOVE to see an antagonist Erlang Shen, but of the kind hinted at in Lotus Lantern where he does what he does because thanks to his own trauma and knowledge of the cataclysms heaven and earth have suffered because of the decisions of various deities and yao he developed a very particular way about how he thinks heaven and earth should be run and how deities should interact with yao and mortals, and that anything that falls outside of that needs to be Corrected.

Also I know it's a long shot at this point but I'm personally hoping that they keep closer to the og classic's version of the true and false monkey king arc if for no other reason that it would be very funny to see the fallout of the truth of LEMH's whole murder-replace scheme being revealed. TFW you become so violently obsessed with your bestie that you start running around in a skinsuit that looks like him & saying that you're actually him.

#ask answered #as per usual am very baffled that people are bending over backwards to rewrite/erase the true and false monkey king arc #u don't like the eeriness of doppelganger stories? I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together?