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weee another fantasy au snippet <3 a little shorter than usual cause that's what the scene is <3 shorter <3
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Something is wrong with Wally. 
It’s not serious, or at least Barnaby doesn’t think it is. If he didn’t pay such close attention to his buddy, he’d never know that anything was amiss at all - Wally has an excellent straight face. But not so excellent that Barnaby can’t read him.
There’s a different curve to his smile these days. It’s sort of pinched, sort of sad. It matches a look in his eyes that puts Barnaby on edge, if only because that deep, dark pensiveness is so wildly out of place on Wally’s soft face. 
It scares him. Something is off.
What is it?
Barnaby taps his claws on his middle as he stares at the tent roof, thin enough that firelight from outside bleeds through. Despite the late hour, his eyelids feel magicked open. The other side of the tent yawns empty, and that is precisely the source of Barnaby’s insomnia. 
Everyone is asleep except for two - and Barnaby is only awake because of one.
With a deep sigh through the nose, Barnaby sits up and clambers out of the tent. He shivers as he stands up and crosses his arms, rubbing at his fur. The night sky is clear, but the breeze cuts him through to the bone. It isn’t even winter yet, sheesh…
The campfire casts a fuzzy outline of red-orange around Wally. He doesn’t turn away from the embers as Barnaby shuffles behind him, and Barnaby doesn’t have to look to know that he’s staring directly into the low flames. He tweaks Wally’s raised hood as he passes, just to make sure Wally knows he isn’t alone anymore. He spaces out, sometimes. 
“Can’t sleep?” Barnaby asks as he takes the log next to Wally’s rock of choice. Wally just hums, and Barnaby frowns.
There’s that look again.
With how Wally is perched, his legs drawn up and arms folded on his knees, his smile is hidden. It’s unsettling. Barnaby scans Wally from the corner of his eye, taking in the tension in his shoulders and the nearly invisible pinch of his nonexistent brows. 
“Yeah, me neither,” Barnaby says. Another breeze, another shudder, and a quick glare at the stars. 
Should he press? The obvious answer is absolutely not, but… Barnaby isn’t sure how much of this - thisness he can take. He has no idea what to call it. A mood? It’s too serious to be considered a mood. All Barnaby knows is that when Wally is like this, something itches under his skin. 
Tonight would be a perfect opportunity to ask. Everyone else is fast asleep. Wally isn’t putting up the fronts he usually does. The knowledge that this Wally, the Wally all covered up and curled in on himself, is as vulnerable as anyone will never see - it makes Barnaby want to reach.
“Hey,” he murmurs, nudging his knee against Wally’s boot, “I’m starting to worry for the fire with how you’re glarin’ at the thing. What, did it emberass ya? Give ya the coal shoulder?”
Wally doesn't laugh, but his gaze softens. Barnaby curses himself.
“Not that there’s anything wrong with glarin' - I’m sure the fire deserves it,” Barnaby is quick to add. “But really… is everything alright, kid?”
“Yes,” Wally says, but it rings like an untruth. It's just something he’s saying because it’s what he always says. Everything is always fine with Wally. 
“You know you don’t gotta pretend with me. There’s somethin’ bothering you, I can tell.” Too far, too much, Barnaby is sure. He shouldn’t be so pushy.
But instead of clamming up, Wally’s eyes flicker down and away, guilty. The bloodhound in Barnaby perks up its ears. It’s all he can do not to point and shout AHA!, because that would assure that Wally would put up the same masks around him that he does with everything else. Vindication wars with his concern, as if he thought he might have been imagining the funks Wally has been slipping into.
Those too-long periods of silence that no one notices because Wally isn’t much of a talker. Moments of utter stillness that no one notices because Wally is always so stationary. The way he doesn’t drink in every new thing with a hunger like he usually does, as if Wally has been starving his whole life.
Those passing glances where his pupils seem too big, the blackness of them infinitely deep as if someone could fall into them. Maybe Wally is. Barnaby doesn’t want him to.
“You don’t gotta say a word,” Barnaby says, wishing the campfire log was just a smidge closer to the rock. “I just want ya to know that I see you, and I’m here. Whatever’s goin’ on in that pretty head ‘a yours, I’ll be right there for whatever you need. I got your back, Walls.”
Wally’s smile peeks over his arms for a moment - he always has liked being called pretty, or handsome, you name it. Barnaby preens over being able to coax him even the slightest bit out of the pit he’s slowly spiraling into. He’s winning big at the whole ‘best friend’ thing, Barnaby thinks - a complete natural.
For a long while, Barnaby doesn’t care to keep track, they sit in companionable silence. The fire cracks and pops when Barnaby adds a chunk of wood to it, coaxing it into a flame that actually takes the bite out of the breeze. Crickets chirp in the forest around them - something howls far away. 
The tension doesn’t leave Wally. In fact the longer they sit, the worse it gets. Barnaby keeps his mouth shut and eyes on the fire, the woods, the stars - anywhere except Wally. It’s the kind of tension that makes him suspect that Wally is gearing up to speak. Sometimes it feels like there’s a sinkhole of silence that opens up whenever Wally has something of his own to say. 
Reviving the fire was either a smart move, or a dumb one. It depends on how quickly Wally thinks of how to share. Without the brisk chill of night keeping Barnaby fresh-faced, sleep is finally starting to sink into him with the fire’s warmth. He briefly considers sneaking into Howdy and Sally’s tent to sneak an energy potion from Howdy’s pack. Pros, he’ll certainly be awake for Wally. Cons, he’ll be awake long past Wally’s spiel, Howdy will have a fit over missing an item, and Sally will have a bigger fit over Barnaby sneaking into her tent when he inevitably comes clean. Also, the potions don’t taste great. Or maybe he should fetch his pipe-
“I think. I don’t…”
For a second, Barnaby misses that Wally spoke at all. He double-takes when the half sentence registers, casting a quick look to Wally. Okay, no, don’t do that. Focus on the fire. Be casual - give him space. Barnaby nonchalantly pokes the coals with the fire stick.
Wally sighs - such a small sound that the crickets almost drown it out. But Barnaby has big ears, and they perk up. When does Wally ever sound frustrated? Curse him, but Barnaby finds it novel. Wally shifts on the rock, curling up impossibly tighter and turning his head away. Barnaby watches the back of his hood. 
“I don’t think I’m a good person,” Wally admits in the smallest, deadest voice Barnaby has ever heard. 
“What?” Barnaby says, or he means to. The air in his throat doesn’t quite form sound. He turns to Wally and clenches his paws on his knees to keep from reaching, floundering for words. 
How could he - why would he - who told him that he - 
“What do you mean?” Barnaby says, a disbelieving chuckle slipping out. “Wally, kid - you’re the best guy I know. You’re my best guy. Out of all the ways I could describe you, a bad person isn’t one of ‘em.”
Wally whips his head around, his eyes flashing - Barnaby tenses his entire body to keep from recoiling, though he can’t keep his eyes from widening.
For a second there he thought… he thought he saw… it must have been the firelight reflecting in Wally’s dark eyes.
Wally’s intense gaze pierces straight into Barnaby’s soul. He feels flayed raw and seen in a way that makes him want to run. But there’s something else. Something scared. Wally is searching for something, and Barnaby doesn’t know what or how to give it to him. His claws splinter bark.
As soon as it appeared, the look fades. Barnaby can take deep breaths again, and he lets go of the log. Wally blinks slowly and lets his sleepy gaze slide back to the fire. “I don’t know… maybe.”
Barnaby carefully lays a paw on Wally’s back. “You’re a good person, Wally. I don’t know who told you otherwise, but don’t listen to ‘em. You’re a fantastic friend, an even better best friend, and I gotta say - you make a pretty bang-up wizard. You’re the most.”
“I’m the most?” Wally murmurs, sounding surprised. He makes a sound that might be a laugh, might be a scoff. “No… you’re the most.”
“Tell ya what- we’re both the most.”
Wally casts him a sideways look, but doesn’t protest further. He hums.
“C’mon, lil’ wizard,” Barnaby says with a pat to his back, “let’s give the fire a break and turn in for the night.”
Just as he was starting to relax, Wally shies away from his touch, curling up like one of those shelled bugs Frank likes so much. “I think I’ll stay up a little longer.”
Barnaby swallows down the hurt and pulls away. “Alrighty. Don’t stay up too late - we got a day tomorrow.” 
“Ha. I know.”
With that, Barnaby stands. He gently squeezes Wally’s nape through the hood as he passes, and breathes a silent sigh of relief at how Wally leans into the touch.
All’s forgiven. Though he isn’t sure what for… whatever Barnaby said or did wrong, he’s just glad Wally doesn't mind.
Barnaby clambers into the tent and another shiver ripples through his fur. All the darn heat leeched out of it... He wraps himself in his thin, too-small blanket and shivers as hard as he can manage to generate some kind of warmth. It’ll heat up soon, he just has to wait. Wally usually casts a little sun spell on cold nights, but Barnaby can do without. Even if the tent gets comfortably warm, Barnaby isn’t sure if he’ll sleep.
Wally didn’t believe him. 
And Barnaby doesn’t know how to make him believe.
How could he think that he isn’t a good person? Barnaby meant what he said - Wally is the best person he knows. Wally is kind, patient, and just - just - him. There isn’t a single bad thing about him. Barnaby is so proud to call him his best friend. 
There has to be something that started this. A moment that made Wally doubt himself. Did someone say something? Not anyone in the Neighborhood, they all love Wally to pieces. He’s their wizard! He’s saved their lives and countless others, and their group simply wouldn’t be complete without him. He rounds them off with an artsy flourish.
So. There’s no reason that Wally should be feeling like this. But that look in his eyes… the guilt… there’s something else going on. Something deeper than just ‘I’m scared I’m a bad person.’ 
Something is wrong. 
Firelight flickers outside the tent, and Barnaby watches it until it goes dark.
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tainted-heartz · 1 year
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➳ welcome to my welcome home x reader blog where I put all my ideas and do requests! since this is a current fixation I had to find a silly way to get all my thoughts out. (all art I use is by partycoffin or told otherwise.) ( also yes this is sadly a repost of this bc of me not liking how I did this )
| rules. |
- I only do sfw and no nsfw due to my own comfort and to partycoffin wishing there be no nsfw.
- I do yandere characters and plots as well but with small amounts of violence.
- please explain your plot or idea in some detail so I can get a reference of what you'd like!
- you can also ask multiple times I don't mind.
- If you also have some headcannons you'd like to share you can gladly send them.
- I also do gn , male and female readers along with transmasc , etc.
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characters I do! :
- wally ( platonic + romantic )
- julie ( platonic + romantic )
- frank ( platonic + romantic )
- eddie ( platonic + romantic )
- barnaby ( platonic + romantic )
- sally ( platonic + romantic )
- howdy ( platonic + romantic )
- poppy ( platonic + romantic )
- home (platonic (?) )
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I hope you enjoy your time here at my blog and here's my discord as well for chatting , ect. : spooki_ghoztz#0301
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txxxciii · 1 year
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hmm today I will reveal my personal favorite ships in welcome home
if you disagree with me it's fine, just keep in mind not everyone's ships are the same
Wally and Barnaby: the first ever ship I thought of when joining the fandom. My initial thought was that the basic formula of "two best friends" and "size difference" would definitely be a win-win for the fandom, but I was actually quite surprised to see some people who despise this ship, claiming it to be "zoophilic". Needless to say that I haven't heard or seen such argument against the Fluffybird (Red Guy and Duck from DHMIS) ship, but oh well. Anyways, I just think they're very neat and could definitely be classified as a "best childhood friend who have a little something going on" dynamic. And! While I mostly see these two as mutual pining partners, I can totally view them as a simple platonic "two guys being besties and having fun"! Also I don't know if any Welcome Home ships have names, but I saw someone call this pairing Wallaby and I think I'll go with that :)
Frank and Julie: now, listen to me on this one please. I know perfectly well Frank and Eddie are a canon couple, and I'm down with that! It's just that I'm a sucker for a more platonic-romantic kind of pairing between best friends. They just seem so funky together and have the good ol' "opposites attracts" dynamic with them. Again, same case as Wallaby, I ship these two romantically, but cool with them just being pals. There isn't enough male and female friendship representation in media, and I personally believe that Frank and Julie are a good example of such. My heart just simply melts whenever a Frank/Julie art appears on my feed, it's so wholesome and soft..
Howdy and Poppy: ... okay. I don't really have enough evidence to backup this one but uh. My brain just went and created this pairing in my head and I absolutely love it. JUST GENERALLY SPEAKING both of them have a parental vibe, and the contrast between a huge green guy with multiple limbs and a giant bird with mostly red feathers is just.. pleasing for my eyes (complementary colors! complementary colors!). While the fandom widely agrees that Poppy is a "worried mom friend of the group", I haven't seen anyone say that Howdy is much of an "outgoing dad friend of the group". Personality wise they'd make a pleasant dynamic and with how both of them basically take care of others in their own ways could be played out too. And just AHHHH thinking about them makes my brain very happy!!!! if no one draws fanart of them I WILL (threat).
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neonross · 1 year
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Let's take a moment from the angsty stuff cause I am abt to cry by the multiple theories I have with this AU-
Tiny Question. Are there any ships you like? (This is the only question I could think of I am sorry-)
oohh- dw all questions are valid hehe-
I am a very big multi shipper so- im down with a lot of ships-
well- I do like the main ships with barnaby n wally
and with frank n eddie- they all got the size diff and the softies hehe
I think a saw a tiktok of sally n julie ship- they pretty adorable-
although Ill be honest- I do kinda ship wally n frank unintentionally started while i was makn this au-
didnt wanna say cuz i thought peeps would be mad at me >m< idk im paranoid but yeah- when i started drawn frank bein comfortn n bein someone wally could lean on- aa- I tricked myself XDD
but just sayn this now- the ship wont take any part of conflict in the au tho- cuz frank is with eddie here- n i dont think frank would appreciate that kind of drama in the mix ahah-
frank is mostly just helpn out his pal-
but if u guys ship em because of that I dont mind at all-
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neighborlywelcome · 5 months
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MATCHUPS RULES + INFO
See HERE for my previous matchups I've done for other people!
Matchups are ROMANTIC--but if you'd prefer a PLATONIC matchup, please specify in your ask!
Fandoms:
Welcome Home + The Amazing Digital Circus
Characters from WH:
Wally Darling
Sally Starlet
Frank Frankly
Poppy Partridge
Howdy Pillar
Barnaby B Beagle
Eddie Dear
Julie Joyful
Characters from TADC:
Pomni
Ragatha
Jax
Kinger
Gangle
Zooble
Caine
Rules:
Stuff to include in your ask:
pronouns/gender
sexuality (specifically, what genders you are comfy matching with: male, female, other, or any/all of the above!)
fandom (wh, tadc, or both!)
any characters you wish NOT to be paired with
personality
hobbies, interests, etc!
what you look for in a partner, or your “type” + your favorite date idea
Optional stuff to include:
love language(s)
zodiac sign
your aesthetic/style
minor appearance details, but nothing overly specific
any other fun facts you’d like (ex. favorite pizza topping)
Do NOT include*:
*asks containing any of these will be deleted.
explicit/nsfw or sensitive content
personal details about yourself, for your safety (ex. medical diagnosis, specific appearance details, etc.)
irl photos (if you want, picrews are fine!)
Disclaimers:
The more details you include in your ask, the longer/more detailed your matchup will be (and accurate)!
If you ask for more than one matchup, each one will be slightly shorter to make up for there being multiple characters.
I write these in the order that I get them. If you’re wondering why I’m posting others’ requests before yours, that’s why! Don’t worry, you’re still in the queue.
All of the characters here are adults. So, if you’re a minor asking for a matchup, keep that in mind.
If you are very obviously trying to get matched with a certain character, I will match you with someone else out of spite.
If you don’t like who you get matched with, oh well. I don’t do redos. I do these for fun and I take time out of my day to write these. I don’t want to stress myself worrying about guessing who you want to be with.
Genders List:
For reference when specifying which genders you are comfy being paired with!
WH:
Males: Wally, Howdy, Barnaby, Eddie
Females: Sally, Poppy
Other: Julie (Genderfluid), Frank (Non-Binary)
TADC:
Males: Jax, Kinger, Caine
Females: Pomni, Ragatha, Gangle
Other: Zooble (Unknown)
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picafreesita · 2 months
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🌈5🌈
Sally knocked on the door as she called him
"Wallyford, come play with us along with the new girl!" She exclaimed.
The door opened. Wally seemed ready to spend the day with us.
"Hello, dear neighbors"
"Hello, Wally" each one responded.
"Jolly, you look very pretty today," she told me, giving me a "friendly" smile… I guess.
I still found that guy disturbing, I felt like he was different from the rest, I don't know how to describe it but something in me told me that I should be alert when I was around him.
"Thank you, Julie lent me some clothes while mine is being recommended by Poppy"
"Poppy is amazing with needle and thread" He responded.
"Oh, great" I didn't know what else to say.
"So do you have in mind that you want to play today?" He turned to address the others.
"Well… How about we jump rope?…or hide and seek? no no no... "Let's play Capture the Flag!" Julie answered.
Wally clapped his hands and then said:
"Let's play capture the flag, it sounds fun and I have a good place in mind to do it"
"Well, what are we waiting for. Let's go!" Sally exclaimed.
"Alright, follow me," Wally said.
He started walking at a brisk pace, but looked back after walking a few steps to make sure we were following him.
We passed between the Barnaby and Frank houses to ask them if they wanted to join the game, the big blue dog accepted easily but the man in gray almost reluctantly did so after Julie insisted several times. As a group we walked to the outskirts of the neighborhood, passing through trees and bushes until we stopped near a stream.
"It's here," Wally announced.
It seemed to be an open field under a clear sky along with a pleasant wind. Every so often I could see various birds, butterflies, and bees hanging around us.
"Very well, we need to choose our flags and form our teams," Frank said.
Barnaby suggested we use one blue and one red. Wally nodded in approval and as if by magic he pulled out two flags of those shades.
"Now we divide into teams. The red team will be…" I turn to look at us all.
"Jolly, Frank and Julie"
Wally gave Frank our flag
"and the blue team will be Barnaby, Sally, and I"
The next thing was to choose who would be the leaders. Frank suggested that I be the leader, I didn't think I was the best one and that it was better to choose Julie but he mentioned that it's not a good idea, as for him, he just said that he didn't want to do it. A few meters away I heard how the other team had already chosen their leader, Wally.
Without having long accepted to be the leader of the red team.
To make the game more interesting they created several rules such as freezing the enemy with stickers and only one member of the same team can unfreeze them in addition to having a time limit of 10 minutes between each round.
They began to decorate (at Julie's suggestion) the flags and then place them on a tree on two opposite sides, on branches that are not too high or too low so anyone has the opportunity to take the opposing team's flag.
With nothing to do, I walked around waiting for them to finish. I took a long breath, which was interrupted by…that smell that reached me again, I walked to some bushes and I couldn't believe it.
There were many of them, multiple bushes arranged in a defined circle.
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"How rare they are," I commented into the air.
I walked a little closer to them while covering my nose, it was surprising.
Suddenly
A force pulled my feet, I fell in the circle, as I tried to get up the flowers began to move and I can swear it looked as if… They were laughing? They laughed at me?
They looked at me
Yes, they were looking at me.
The smell was getting stronger
Staying with my knees and palms stuck to the ground, the smell permeated me, for a couple of seconds I stayed in that position, I couldn't even scream for help, it was as if I were paralyzed and all I had to do was inhale that foul smell until I was finally able to get up.
"Jolly? Where are you?" Julie calls me.
I hurried to return, when they saw me they seemed strangely relieved.
"There you are," She said
"Where have you been?" Frank asked.
"Well, I…"
"You went to look at the flowers, right?"
Julie looking me with curiosity about the new fact that she already knew about me.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"Isn't it why you have a flower crown on your head?" Frank pointed out.
I deliberately touched my head, several flowers were tangled in my hair, and several petals fell to my shoulders.
"After we win, we will make flower crowns" Julie happily proposed. Who helped me remove as many as possible.
After that, we knew that it was time to start the game.
We got into our positions. Frank protected our flag and Barnaby protected his. Julie and I were attackers while Sally and Wally were our enemies. Everything was left in the tension of the game… and I couldn't stop smelling the flowers.
Wally looked around to make sure everyone was completely focused before starting the countdown.
"5…"
His smile grew more intense.
"4…"
He was genuinely excited to start the game.
"3, 2, 1…Now!"
Wally, Julie, Sally, and I were running towards the flag, the two girls ran in circles to the point that they both froze without realizing each other. It was only me against Wally.
Although at first I thought that he was somewhat clumsy in his movements, little by little, I was able to notice that this was not the case. He could chase me without a problem I could even tell he was just holding back.
We ran across the wide meadow while the others cheered us on from their places, it felt strange and I didn't really have the attitude for games. I wanted to stop, take my things, and leave but at that…
laughter
Yeah
laughter
I heard them again, they were the same ones that came from the disgusting flowers, I quickly looked around. I looked for them without stopping and without realizing it, a soft blow came to my back.
It was wally, he had stuck a sticker on me.
We lost the game.
I heard shouts of joy and disappointment, everyone gathered around us
"We will win in the next round, you'll see!" Julie exclaimed.
"I don't think so, we will win again! Luck is on our side, Juliet!" Sally answered, proud of her victory.
We start a new round,
…Something wasn't right, suddenly my head was spinning, it was as if my thoughts were immersed in a chaotic dance where my surroundings began to fade. Only different ideas came to me:
The game My Clothes Flowers
Breakfast friends Flowers
Pink House Flowers Danger
Flowers play
...yes, just play
I didn't understand what was happening to me, why I suddenly felt… happy?… no worries, I just had to play… I was already unable to think about anything other than the fun of the moment, I could feel like in myself.
There was a smile on his face from which only laughing sounds came out of me. It was in harmony with everything like a great symphony.
I ran with all my strength chasing the star girl, we went around, and I took one of the stickers that I kept in my vest pocket and stuck it with a little force on her back.
"You're frozen~," I said between small laughs.
My body felt very light when I stayed still, small dizziness appeared but was not a bother.
Sally only pouted a little in response while behind me Julie approached to celebrate the "capture" of the enemy.
There are only three runners left.
After a couple of minutes Julie froze Wally, the only thing left to do was take the team flag from Barnaby. It wasn't until I was a few centimeters in front of him that I could understand how tall he was.
What I had in my head made everything look even more distorted at that moment, it was a kaleidoscope of hypnotic colors, and the sounds merged, leaving me in a trance.
I'm still not sure how I was able to climb the tree and take the flag because the moment I regained some clarity it made me realize that I was lying under the tree, several leaves were falling around me while everyone surrounded me worried.
"We won!" I said in a happy whisper as I raised the flag.
That was enough to make everyone start laughing and help me up. We stayed a while longer enjoying the day, Julie even made flower crowns, the same ones that have eyes between her petals.
When I placed it on my head, the nauseating smell suddenly became more and more pleasant and sweet.
🌈4<<<<<<<<
>>>>>>>>>🌈6
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starryevermore · 2 years
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starrysleepvoer: a 4k follower celebration
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you’ve been invited to kayla’s 4k follower celebration sleepover! where is it? right in my askbox! when is it? it’s from SAT, JULY 9, 2022 at 5:00pm EST - FRI, JULY 15, 2022 at 5:00pm EST! what does this entail? keep reading to find out!
note: if you are asking for multiple things, PLEASE send each request in individual asks!
note 2: you can go ahead and start sending things in! however, nothing will be answered until 07/09/22 at 5:00PM. 
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i no longer write rpf, so please only send in characters. the characters you can pick from are as follows:
mcu characters: bucky barnes, sam wilson, steve rogers, natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, peter parker, steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley, khonshu, layla el-faouly, kate bishop. 
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cevans characters: steve rogers, ransom drysdale, ari levinson, robert pronge/mr. freezy, frank adler, jake jensen, curtis everett, lloyd hansen. 
oscar isaac characters: steven grant, marc spector, jake lockley, poe dameron, nathan bateman, jonathan levy, santiago garcia. 
pedro pascal characters: din djarin, frankie morales, javi gutierrez. 
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the rest of the killers. I haven't really made any progress on any of them but the inspiration for the fantasy au was my love for fairytale-like stories and how dark they can be (like the Grimm brother's tales or etc). so I mostly put characters in who would most likely fit in a fairytale au. the huntress is one of them since her story sounds like a folklore story. the wraith was once a human but he reincarnated into a spirit of a magic forest. the trapper was the son of the Macmillan house in a different kingdom (perhaps the richter kingdom). so coming up with a role for herman is hard since he's all electric but I feel like he would be a doctor while he would invent some punishments or execution devices (I got inspired by the fact that a dentist was the one who invented the electric chair).
now onto the fun stuff Julie x Frank. they had multiple fun adventures together with Susie and Joey. they travelled to many places, stole valuables and sold them on the black market, sometimes Danny and Amanda would visit them, and at one point I feel like they settled to live in a nice village, built their own cottage and started their own mini farm :). they did attend a masquerade ball and Frank cried about how pretty Julie was and they had a fun night. while they were still in the Kostenko kingdom Julie and Frank shared Julie's bed (they didn't do anything, just to clarify). sometimes they would do some silly roleplays together where they make fun of those fairytale stories. onetime when they were doing it some guy actually thought Julie was in danger and tried to "save" her by pulling her away from Frank and running away from him. she got pissed off and told the man that she was fine and that she was only pretending however the man didn't believe her so she just punched him in the nose and walked off with frank.
alright now onto the angst stuff. basically, the whole group got caught because somebody snitched on them (it was Meg) so they were all brought back to the kostenko kingdom. since Frank had committed the crime of "kidnapping" a royal family member he was publicly executed, Joey and Susie weren't allowed to be with Julie alone anymore and they rarely see her Julie was forced to marry somebody she didn't like and was kept on watch 24/7. so basically Julie's life became very miserable, she was forced to watch the love of her life die right in front of her, she rarely gets to spend time with her friends and she was forced to be around somebody she hates :(.
YEAHHHHHH HUNTRESSS!!!!!! On god it'd be so fucking funny if the Leg ever interacted with her, just big scary lady with hatchet living in the woods that would immediately befriend (or surprise adopt) Julie and Susie 🙏 Also that's honestly exactly what I was thinking Doc would be all about as well! He'd defo be into that like, torture/punishment/execution bullshit, just utilizes electricity like he normally does !
ALSOKJLFSLKJFDSLKJFDSLK !!!!!!! THOSE ARE ALL!!!! SUCH FUCKING CUTE IDEAS !!! LIKE CURRENTLY CRYIN IN THE CLUB RN IMAGINING THEM OH MY GODDDD <3<3<3 EUGHDSLKFKFDSJL ESPECIALLY THEM DANCING TOGETHER (which my HC that Frank can't dance for SHIT makes it hilarious tbhtbh) GODDDD JUST LET THEM BE HAPPY LIL IDIOTS I LOVE THEM 🛐🛐🛐💕💕💕 ALSO YESS DANNY AND AMANDA FRIENDSHIP REAL, THEY ARE BESTIES AND YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE 😌
Also I regret asking about this part now, actually /j Goddammit I like, figured this is what it would be, BUT IT STILL HURTS :(( Like oh my god, the idea that Julie finally got everything that she wanted, only for it to be taken away from her within such a short period of time is so painful oh my god 😭 My heart be broke so many times istg, I just want her to be happy </3
Godddd I've said this before but I'll say it again, I fucking adore this AU so muchhhh! Like, my own personal AUs/story ideas are typically what's on my mind, but sometimes this AU just kinda wiggles its way in there and sits there and I just enjoy thinking about it so much !!!
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annelostshoe · 10 months
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What I have currently
Saiki Kusuo-Julie Joyful: You can't find her with the others You can always find Julie taking care of her flowers, Julie isn't the most talkative out of everyone. She usually doesn't talk, this is because she prefers telepathically communicating with her friends, sometimes Julie will go out of her way to talk normally tho. it hasn't always been this way, Julie is someone you can always count on if you need someone to vent to as she is a great listener, although if you want good advice you should ask someone else instead. Julie used to spend a lot of time by herself at one point, this happened because she was trying to isolate herself from everyone. Julie tends to spend a lot of time with Sally and Wally or with Frank, Julie still tries to make time for her other friend too. She always does her best to make sure that her friends are happy and safe as do Wally and Sally, you can always count on them to watch your back. Lies
MIKOTO AIURA-Sally Starlet: Sally is one of Julie's closest friends next to Frank and Wally. She always shines the brightest when she's on stage or when she's with her friends, she loves when they join her plays and help out although sometimes things go wrong peopl- well puppets get hurt, pay attention Sally but fortunately Julie and Wally are always there to help her out and lets not to the others do their best to help out too. She is a Soothsayer with 5 abilities Fortune Telling, Gera, Death sense, Crystal map and Premonition, she uses some more than others it isn't always nice to see those things is it sally? as she is more used to them. She knows Julie is her soulmate, Sally loves teasing Julie over this but little does she know they're platonic soulmates. Sally is always there to do her best to prevent things from going the wrong way, she uses her abilities to help her friends whether she is helping Eddie to find a missing object or checking Poppy's future yet you didn't see it coming, did you?, she will always be willing to help her friends out with any problems they have.
Reita Toritsuka-Wally Darling: Wally is one of Julie's closest friends next to Frank and Sally. Wally is Spirit medium, since he can see ghosts, he tries to talk to spirits to see why they are still there, Wally, Sally and Julie try to help others with their ghost problems. they're not aware about them, so don't bring them up As the ghosts can be very dangerous, it's safer and easier if you deal with the spirit with a friend instead of dealing with them by yourself. Even the nicest spirits can be a problem, he had to learn the hard way this is why Wally works with Sally and Julie their powers help a lot when dealing with the ghosts. Wally unfortunately has a lot of trouble with telling ghosts from people, there have been multiple times where he thought he was talking to another living person only for it to be a ghost. Keep in mind all of this can be overwhelming for him, so try not to be hard on him for acting odd. He will what takes to make sure his friends are safe and the ghosts move on.
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Alrighty! First up of course is Wally Darling! Wally is usually very energetic and seems always eager to do things, seemingly hates to do nothing and waste his day away. Is a trickster despite not understanding certain jokes and sarcasm, he's very good at pulling pranks and no one seems to be able to pull one on him. Hangs out with Barnaby mostly but sometimes he'll be with Howdy or surprisingly Frank. He likes to mess with Howdy the most and Frank makes a good reading buddy. He will sometimes be dragged into Sally's plays or shenanigans that her and Julie like to play on the neighborhood, he doesn't mind its entertaining at least. For how long the show has been on air Wally has been through quite a lot of outfit changes. Although he always ends up with his red scarf and rainbow pants no matter the outfit. After two decades of the same hairstyle Wally, with some encouragement from some viewers he changed it. Normally keeps it simple but sometimes will do wacky styles simply for a laugh. Will usually wear his famous pompadour for special occasions such as birthdays or the show's anniversary. Over the many years Wally has also dipped his toes into multiple artistic mediums though painting will always be his go to medium. Oil paints are a close second but only by a smidge, will often have some smeared paint on his cheeks or forehead. Has a habit of giving everyone a nickname regardless of if they like it or not. Is the second smallest puppet in the neighborhood.
Wally knows of the world outside of the show but doesn't bring it up he just lets it fester in the back of his mind. Mostly due to a series of unfortunate experiences he's went through he actively steers others away from entertaining the idea, hoping to prevent them from being punished by Home. He frequently couch-hops between all the neighbors due to becoming uncomfortable sleeping inside of Home for more than a few days at a time. Can't sleep very well inside of Home due to said sentient house's whispers and seeing the strange abilities Home uses during the late hours of the night. Along with the punishment Home had dished out to him Wally has also had the misfortune to meet the humans Home pulls into the show, though most of these humans were very violent when escaping home. They are the reason Wally's found out about what his insides look like and the fact he can bleed, most of the wounds have healed perfectly besides a few on his lower arms and hands. He has to be careful with them or the stitching will come out and he'll start bleeding again, not a pleasant sight. When it comes to Haunts Wally has only really ever heard of them like, the sounds they make and the sound of them moving around outside. From what Frank and Howdy have told him he's alright with just knowing them through sounds rather than what they look like. He's also noticed an odd scorched spiral marking on the basement floor but can't figure out how or why its there, tends to ignore it since it gives him an odd chilly sensation down his back.
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Thursday, 7th July: Frank Churchill sends a letter
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Read: Vol. 3, chs. 14–15 [50–51]; pp. 286–296 (“She rose early” to “three men in one year”).
Context
Emma writes to Harriet telling her the news. Emma and, subsequently, Mr. Knightley, read Frank Churchill’s letter.
This section, beginning with Emma "[rising] early," presumably begins the morning after Knightley's proposal of marriage.
Readings and Interpretations
Frank’s Last Letter (Express A Flowery Tale)
Frank’s letter of explanation, unlike the first one which he sent to his father and step-mother last September, is reproduced in full. This letter casts a new light on much that has occurred before--Adena Rosmarin writes:
Following the Box Hill climax, the hermeneutic momentum of the novel accelerates. Revelation follows close upon revelation, rereading upon rereading. Chief among these is Churchill’s letter, an epistolary tour de force that removes the puzzlement from many puzzles, correcting Emma’s and our misreadings of his “proposal” to her, his odd humors at Donwell Abbey and Box Hill, his comings and goings, Jane’s illnesses, and, in general, all “strange things.” The letter thus occasions an intense retrospective tutoring. (p. 333)
Critics differ in their understanding of the purpose of Frank’s last letter within the narrative of Emma--they also, as though the letter of expiation had been written to them, are inclined to grant Frank Churchill very different amounts of grace. Bruce Stovel, for his part, writes that “Frank Churchill’s letter of explanation, which fills the chapter that follows the Emma-and-Knightley proposal scene, underlines the contrast between Frank’s inability to change and the new Emma. […] [C]ircumstances allow Frank to remain a child, while Emma, by inner exertions, has grown up. (2007, n.p.). He notes, as well, that “we can never be sure Frank Churchill would have been willing to give up his fortune for Jane,” given that he is “relieved of the choice”:
Why, after all, did he insist on keeping their engagement secret? In his letter of explanation, he writes, “But you will be ready to say, what was your hope in doing this?--What did you look forward to?--To any thing, every thing-to time, chance, circumstance, slow effects, sudden bursts, perseverance and weariness, health and sickness.” In more simple terms, he was waiting for his aunt to die--or, failing that, to go through some unpredictable alteration. In either case, Frank could marry Jane and retain all his aunt’s money and status. The force he relies on does reward him in the end: chance allows him to remain a spoiled child, free of painful choices. (1977, p. 460)
Leland Monk also casts doubt on Frank’s motives. He questions the explanation his having failed to post a letter due to “the confusion of [his] mind, and the multiplicity of business falling on [him] at once”; he accuses Frank of having made a “calculated decision […] to refrain from communication with Miss Fairfax until [he] had received [his] uncle’s approval,” thus ensuring that he would keep his inheritance (p. 346).
Rosmarin views Frank’s letter as convincing, at least at first. She writes that, for all it explains, it “tempts us to make a new and quite literal misreading”:
Armed with the starts and stops that conventionally betoken sincerity, packed with intense self-recrimination and equally intense praise of our favorites, the letter subtly but all the more thoroughly defuses our every attempted judgment of its writer. We should, as is usual in Emma, know better. Not only has the text repeatedly upheld brevity as the epistolary virtue, but Mr. Knightley himself has already passed judgment on Churchill's letters: “He can sit down and write a fine flourishing letter, full of profession and falsehoods. . . . His letters disgust me” [vol. 1, ch. 18; p. 97]. But such warnings occurred some three hundred pages earlier, and we have been allowed to grow forgetful. Our guard is down, and any residual resistance to Churchill’s blandishments is cancelled by the letter’s length, as seductive as it is incriminating, by the immediacy and fullness of its presentation, by the curiosity it not only piques but satisfies. Emma, in spite of herself, is fully taken in: [quotes from “This letter must make its way” to “as heartily as ever”]. It is either a very cantankerous or a very cagey reader who refuses to share this mood of comic forgiveness and hymeneal celebration. Once again, the blended narrative does its heuristic work, moving us from the narrator’s reliable reporting and moral endorsement to Emma’s voice, marked by the string of adolescent "so’s,” back to the narrator and what we take as true and approved: “could he have entered the room, she must have shaken hands with him as heartily as ever.” (pp. 333–4)1
Rereading with Mr. Knightley (Ye Soft Pipes, Play On)
For Rosmarin, Mr. Knightley’s inclusion in the scene is necessary to correct this initial, forgiving reading: “But Emma’s reading, which confirms our own, is yet another trap laid for the reader. Only when Mr. Knightley enters do we and Emma learn just how wildly we have misread. For some three pages he unfolds our joint and quite literal misreading, both revealing and by his revelation exorcising the hermeneutic and moral complacencies we have learned to share with Emma” (pp. 334–5). This act of rereading has a didactic function, intended to correct readers’ habits of perception and narrativization (it instructs us not in “what we see” but in “what we do in order to see” (p. 335)).
UC Knoepflmacher also sees the reproduction of Frank’s letter as didactic in intention:
Jane Austen’s willingness to reproduce this letter in its entirety is in marked contravention of the indirect method with which she so skillfully treated Frank's earlier messages. Her willingness to devote two full chapters to the letter and to its impression on Emma and Mr. Knightley give a deliberate explicitness to her earlier moral judgments. By freezing the motions of her plot at its most delightful juncture, by converting Emma’s overjoyed bridegroom into a frowning moralist who didactically expounds upon the “beauty of truth,” Jane Austen reminds us that her own function as author is to instruct, as well as to amuse. (p. 654)
Jan Fergus traces the same general contour from forgiveness to criticism that Rosmarin and Knoepflmacher see in the presentation of the letter, writing that Knightley’s softened response to Frank Churchill after learning that he had not harmed Emma
finds an echo in Emma’s later reaction to Frank Churchill’s letter of explanation: ‘though it was impossible not to feel that he had been wrong […] she was so happy herself, that there was no being severe […].’”. This letter has much the same softening effect on the reader as on Emma, and so Mr Knightley is brought back again to provide one more reversal as he goes over it, revealing in his stringent comments what the reader and Emma should have thought. (1983, p. 141)
She points out, however, that Mr. Knightley is not eager to play this role: his “heart is hardly in the subject. He doesn't want to read the letter in the first place, cuts short his judgment, and proceeds to talk with Emma of their marriage: ‘I have another person's interest at present so much at heart, that I cannot think any longer about Frank Churchill’” (ibid.). We do not, then, end with frowning moralism. “The didactic effect of Emma is a complicated one. The reader’s judgment is evoked, beguiled, confounded, refined and then dissolved or transcended by love” (ibid.).
Anthony Domestico, whose overarching argument examines how texts are read in Emma, writes that this is a change from earlier readings which impose meaning onto texts, rather than reading them for what their authors are actually saying. Unlike Rosmarin and Knoepflmacher, he argues that Knightley and Emma perform a dialogic reading of Frank’s letter in which each is open to correction from the other:
“One man’s style must not be the rule of another’s. We will not be severe’” (485). After beginning his reading sarcastically, Mr. Knightley chides himself to be more open and forgiving; ever ready to correct Emma, Mr. Knightley here corrects himself. He tells Emma that it “‘will be natural for’” him to “‘speak my opinion aloud as I read,’” since in “‘doing it, I shall feel that I am near you.’” Reading aloud thus ensures two things: first, that Emma (and the reader) will get Mr. Knightley’s actual, moment-by-moment reading experience; and second, that the act of reading will maintain, even nourish, the nearness or intimacy that Mr. Knightley and Emma feel toward one another. […]
Despite his avowed interest in not being severe, most of Mr. Knightley’s commentary is in fact reproving […]. But it is crucial that he makes these pronouncements openly and clearly, without hedging or apology. Where Emma’s admiration of Mr. Martin’s letter was kept quiet in the hopes that she could argue herself and Harriet into a negative reading, Mr. Knightley’s reading is made public from the beginning, giving Emma the opportunity for rebuttal.
[...] “‘Well, there is feeling here.—He does seem to have suffered in finding her ill.—Certainly, I can have no doubt of his being fond of her’” (488). Austen again uses dashes to represent a mind at work, arguing itself into a new position. […] [W]e see Mr. Knightley listening and reacting to Emma’s contrary reading. This is truly a dialogic reading experience. Emma echoes back to Mr. Knightley his own self-reproach (“‘We will not be severe’”), provoking an acknowledgement of Frank’s true sentiments that does not silence Mr. Knightley’s serious qualms about his conduct. […] Frank’s letter receives what any text can only hope for: an exacting but fair critic, closely engaging with the language at hand, acknowledging his own mistakes, listening to the text and to other readers. (pp. 233–4)2
But even a fair critic with a chastened imagination, as Emma’s and Knightley’s are at this point in the narrative, cannot guarantee objective perception of a neutral ‘truth’. For one thing, Frank’s letter is slippery in itself. William Galperin writes:
Written to his father and step-mother with the ostensible aim of disclosing the truth in the hope of being forgiven, Frank’s letter is […] a representation of representation: a means for Austen to go through the novel’s truth […] to tell the truth about it. What the letter represents is that it is impossible to tell the truth without also lying, or without unsaying what Austen and Frank would say but obviously cannot. […] [I]t is clear that what ever Frank says about anything is necessarily tailored to and thereby shaped by the audience he is addressing. (pp. 72–3)
For Galperin, the “norms that render marriage (à la Emma and Knightley) a vehicle for the consolidation of power and property” cause Frank and Jane’s relationship to be “literally beyond comprehension,” such that Austen “can do no more than gesture in their direction” (p. 73). Nicholas Royle notes the “final, multiple and disseminatory appearance” of this letter in arguing that ‘the audience Frank is addressing’ is no less slippery: it is
a letter addressed to Mrs. Weston, and read by her but (on its ‘initial’ appearance or presentation) framed by another letter, from herself to Emma, and then again, in the following chapter, by Knightley. It is in this context of the disseminatory time of a letter, and of the constitutive indeterminacy of the addressee, that we find ourselves perhaps, and find ourselves determining, or failing to determine precisely, the equivocality of its opening sentence: "If I made myself intelligible yesterday, this letter will be expected; but expected or not, I know it will be read with candour and indulgence…’ [vol. 3, ch. 14 [50]; p. 286].
Read by whom? (p. 49)
In All Our Dealings with Each Other (Beauty is Truth, Truth Beauty)
This indeterminacy colors, too, our reception of Knightley’s exclamation on “‘the beauty of truth and sincerity in all our dealings with each other’” (vol. 3, ch. 15 [51]; p. 293). Some critics point out an irony here at Mr. Knightley’s expense. Charles Knight writes:
Mr. Knightley’s comment on the value of honesty is an incomplete one and must be seen in the context of Jane Austen’s earlier statement on honesty [“Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure…”]. Emma’s present inability to reveal the truth about Harriet is a clear example of Jane Austen’s earlier statement. […] Truth and sincerity as aspects of the human character are beauties that ought to become more resplendent when they become publicly exercised “in all our dealings with one another.” But as soon as they move from private character to public actions they become involved in the web of social frailty and deception. […] At the moment he condemns Churchill’s conduct to Emma, Knightley himself is an ironic example of this pattern. (pp. 186–7)
Similarly, for Cicely Havely, Knightley’s comment overreaches:
Mr. Knightley’s critical commentary on Frank’s letter of explanation points out that the young man was subjectively deceived as well as deceiving: [quotes from “‘Always deceived in fact’” to “‘dealings with each other?’”]. Like the over-optimistic novelist Frank had assumed that he could be ‘read’ correctly. Like Emma, he has much to learn about the instability of his text. But Mr. Knightley here sounds like Mr. Collins. Emma can only agree ‘with a blush of sensibility on Harriet's account’. (p. 233)
Rachel Brownstein writes that this irony is not only “a function of [Emma’s] character and context,” but also illustrative of “the limits of truth in conversation, and furthermore of the English language” (p. 203).
Continuing at Donwell (Bold Lover)
Of Austen’s “highly uncharacteristic” “choice to have Knightley and Emma stay at Hartfield, abandoning Donwell Abbey,” Wendy Moffat writes that “[w]e can pose twin ways of reading the ending of Emma, born of its peculiar hybrid structure, which violates our sense of Knightley's autonomy and of an idealized private marriage”: “We may read the fact that Emma’s marriage affords her no independence from her father either as the triumph of her autonomy (and her definition of independence) or as a frightening regression. In either case [��] the compromise, in which Emma lives with both her father and Knightley, evades examination of the faulty relations between Emma and her men” (p. 53).
Other critics regard this choice as a gesture at martial equality. Jan Fergus writes of Knightley’s move as an example of how Austen’s “conclusions tend to disregard (without denying) the social conventions that make wives submissive to husbands. Instead, the endings celebrate an equality as complete as differences between the characters themselves allow” (1981, p. 83). Mary Burgan writes that “Knightley’s decision to live at Hartfield” “thwarts” Emma’s tempation “to let her father’s debility thwart her social salvation”:
Such an arrangement can be criticized as a humiliation of Mr. Knightley, but I believe that it should be read as a sign of his ability to override Emma's impulse to withdraw while honoring her genuinely saving feeling for her father. Marriage will permit Emma to retain the virtue of tolerance which she has learned from caring for her father, while widening that tolerance in the exercise of a more general good will. (p. 549)
Lorraine Clark writes of this arrangement as an abrogation, or at least a mediation, of Knightley’s earlier refusal to consider family circumstances in accusing Frank Churchill of failing to do his duty by Mr. Weston: “it illustrates rather the mean between independence and dependence that Knightley has earlier fastidiously rejected in unrealistically absolutist terms as unprincipled, unmanly, and childish” (p. 64).
This section arguably ends on a dour note. Marshall Brown notes that, “while [Emma’s] lows are often followed by highs, the highs, sometimes more self-conscious, are just as often followed by lows, almost to the very end”: Emma “worries about her father’s future and in that connection thinks of Knightley as a consolation rather than as a joy: ‘Such a companion for herself in the periods of anxiety and cheerlessness before her! […]’ [pp. 295–6]” (p. 12). “[T]hink[ing] about her future life at Hartfield with Knightley […] instantly leads to fretting about the ‘future absence’ of ‘poor Harriet,’ who must become ‘rather a dead weight than otherwise’” (p. 18); “[a]nd then she worries about how to break the news to her father. Hoping for perpetual bliss in marriage is like hoping for cloudless seasons in England” (p. 12).
Footnotes
On how Emma’s response is “determined” by Frank’s letter see also Royle (p. 50).
See also Larrow, who argues that Knightley’s response to Frank’s letter indicates that he has improved in sympathy since the beginning of the narrative (n.p.).
Discussion Questions
How inclined are you to ‘forgive’ Frank Churchill on the basis of his letter? Why might Rosmarin describe the letter as “seductive”?
Does Mr. Knightley’s reading of the letter indicate a continuation of firm moralism, or a softening of his former attitude?
Why would critics characterize (even if only to reject the description) Knightley’s move to Hartfield as a “humiliation” or a “defeat” (Clark p. 64)? Does staying in her childhood home represent a “regression” on Emma’s part?
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Burgan, Mary A. “Mr. Bennet and the Failures of Fatherhood in Jane Austen’s Novels.” The Journal of English and Germanic Philology 74.4 (October 1975), pp. 536–52.
Clark, Lorraine. “Influence and Interference: The Ethics of Attention in Emma.” Persuasions 38 (2016), pp. 56–65.
Domestico, Anthony. “Close Writing and Close Reading in Emma.” Persuasions 37 (2015), pp. 226–36.
Fergus, Jan. “Sex and Social Life in Jane Austen’s Novels.” In Jane Austen in a Social Context, ed. David Monaghan. Houndmills: Palgrave Macmillan (1981), pp. 66–85.
_____. Jane Austen and the Didactic Novel. Houndmills: Macmillan (1983).
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Alrighty, first up of course is Wally Darling!
Wally is usually very energetic and seems always eager to do things, seemingly hates to do nothing and waste his day away. Is a trickster despite not understanding certain jokes and sarcasm, he's very good at pulling pranks and no one seems to be able to pull one on him. Hangs out with Barnaby mostly but sometimes he'll be with Howdy or surprisingly Frank. He likes to mess with Howdy the most and Frank makes a good reading buddy. He will sometimes be dragged into Sally's plays or shenanigans that her and Julie like to play on the neighborhood, he doesn't mind its entertaining at least. For how long the show has been on air Wally has been through quite a lot of outfit changes. Although he always ends up with his red scarf and rainbow pants no matter the outfit. After two decades of the same hairstyle Wally, with some encouragement from some viewers he changed it. Normally keeps it simple but sometimes will do wacky styles simply for a laugh. Will usually wear his famous pompadour for special occasions such as birthdays or the show's anniversary. Over the many years Wally has also dipped his toes into multiple artistic mediums though painting will always be his go to medium. Oil paints are a close second but only by a smidge, will often have some smeared paint on his cheeks or forehead. Has a habit of giving everyone a nickname regardless of if they like it or not. Is the second smallest puppet in the neighborhood.
Wally knows of the world outside of the show but doesn't bring it up he just lets it fester in the back of his mind. Mostly due to a series of unfortunate experiences he's went through he actively steers others away from entertaining the idea, hoping to prevent them from being punished by Home. He frequently couch-hops between all the neighbors due to becoming uncomfortable sleeping inside of Home for more than a few days at a time. Can't sleep very well inside of Home due to said sentient house's whispers and seeing the strange abilities Home uses during the late hours of the night. Along with the punishment Home had dished out to him Wally has also had the misfortune to meet the humans Home pulls into the show, though most of these humans were very violent when escaping home. They are the reason Wally's found out about what his insides look like and the fact he can bleed, most of the wounds have healed perfectly besides a few on his lower arms and hands. He has to be careful with them or the stitching will come out and he'll start bleeding again, not a pleasant sight. When it comes to Haunts Wally has only really ever heard of them like, the sounds they make and the sound of them moving around outside. From what Frank and Howdy have told him he's alright with just knowing them through sounds rather than what they look like. The main reason behind Wally having never seen Haunts before is because they hide when he's looking. Since they are human souls driven a bit mad they do have some memories intact, mainly of the entire neighborhood and the feelings attached to them. They feel disgusting and very anxious at the idea of Wally seeing them like they are currently[one reason why they are so hellbent on getting a body]. He's also noticed an odd scorched spiral marking on the basement floor but can't figure out how or why its there, tends to ignore it since it gives him an odd chilly sensation down his back.
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Danny with a wife that treats the legion as if they were her children
Ok, yes, yes, absolutely yes. Hope you enjoy it!!
Danny Johnson/Ghostface & The Legion
To be honest, Danny doesn’t really care about them. Kids playing murderer, wow, original. But his wife does! Goddamn if she does. 
By now, they’re all her children. Danny just has to accept it, there’s no going back now. 
She makes lunch for them, she doesn’t mind taking care of their clothes and even offers them their home to sleep or just rest. 
“Hey old man.” Frank teases every time he exists the kitchen with a half eaten sandwich on his mouth. 
The Legion started to grow on her and teasing Danny about it. Well, he won’t admit it to anyone but he kinda started to grow on those kids too. Hell, they almost live in his house now. 
Susie is the most shy one, Joey is the most responsible, Julie is the “I care about you but won’t admit it” too, Frank is definitely the rebel son who’s always fucking around. 
If his wife gets pregnant, you can 100% tell that the baby will have the most caring and overprotective big brothers and sisters that could ever exist. 
Danny knows the kind of life Frank had, and multiple times witnessed the surprised look on his face everytime his wife showed kindness to him in the little things. Frank insulted her a few times, but he stopped the day she said “I’m not giving up on you.”. 
A very weird and unlikely family, that is. But they all care for each other and nobody’s gonna separate them. 
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‘Gentlemen like you are few...’: A Supercentenary Tribute to Irwin Kostal
1 October 2021 marks the 110th anniversary of the birth of Irwin Kostal, the musical arranger, orchestrator and conductor whose work helped shape the sound of the post-war American stage and screen musical. In this post we look back at the career of this remarkable 'music man’ with a particular focus on his collaborations with the equally remarkable Julie Andrews -- who, as it happens, shares the same birthday, so this post is doing double birthday honours.
A gentle, unassuming man, Kostal or ‘Irv’ as he was known by associates, was not one for the limelight. It’s possibly why he gravitated to the ‘behind-the-scenes’ art of musical arranging. Unlike composers, performers, or even conductors, arrangers seldom loom large in public perceptions of professional musicianship. They are, for the most part, the ‘invisible artists’ of the music industry: their contributions to the sound and experience of music are immense, but they remain largely ‘uncredited in records, liner notes or books or records’ (Niles 2104, p. 4). That Irwin Kostal would ultimately prove a rare exception to this tradition of thankless anonymity -- becoming sufficiently well-known to have his own name not only included on recordings, but emblazoned on the front cover alongside those of the ‘star’ vocalists with whom he worked -- is a testament to the singularity of his talents. 
Born the son of first generation immigrant parents in Chicago in 1911, Kostal claimed he was instantly ‘smitten’ by music when he saw a piano at the age of two-and-a-half, but his family was too poor to afford such luxuries. Moreover, his father -- a hard-drinking Czech with a fiery temper -- was ‘rigidly opposed’ to his interests in music and ‘could see no future in it’ (’Irwin’ 1962, p. 70). So Kostal initially had to content himself with listening and absorbing as much musical knowledge as he could indirectly. When he was eleven, his father finally brought home a broken player piano salvaged from a removals job and it provided the young Kostal with the launch pad he needed. 
Kostal devoted himself to his musical education with single-minded zeal. His formal training was intermittent -- enabled by a supportive mother who ‘surreptitiously managed to save money from her weekly allowance for my musical instruction’ (’Irwin’ 1962, p. 70) -- but he was a passionate autodidact who would spend countless hours studying and practising on his own. By age 15, he was already playing professionally with local touring bands, while also offering his own services as a piano teacher with, at one point, more than 40 pupils (ibid.).
When he wasn’t playing, Kostal would be found in the local library poring over musical scores and reading about the greats of the classical canon. He was particularly intrigued by orchestration and the possibilities it offered for varying the sound and feel of music. He recalls how he would take orchestral scores home and study all the parts learning ‘about musical instruments I never knew existed’ (Suskin 2009, p. 56).  He progressively worked his way through the music of the masters, going alphabetically: 
‘Bach...Beethoven, Brahms, Debussy, Elgar, Frank, Gounod, on and on through the alphabet...I tried to absorb everything. By the time I came to Ravel, Tchaikovsky and Wagner, I knew quite a lot about music in a jumbled way’ (Suskin 2009, p. 57).
While still in his teens, Kostal started to experiment with arrangements of his own, scoring a high school production of Uncle Tom’s Cabin with multiple variations on the American folk melody ‘Way Down upon the Swanee River’. ‘By taking away the rhythmic aspects and playing it in a minor key,’ he recounts, ‘I found lots of ways to play this song, making it fit the dramatics of the half-hour long story’ (ibid., p. 56). Thus, Irwin Kostal the arranger was born.
Throughout the 1930s and early-40s, Kostal honed his talents in a professional capacity, working with various big bands, before finally landing a job as a resident arranger for an NBC radio affiliate in Chicago. Following the war, Kostal moved to New York where, after a rocky start, he secured regular work as conductor and arranger on a number of long-running radio and TV variety shows including Your Show of Shows (1950-54), Max Liebman Presents (1954-56), and The Garry Moore Show (1959-63). It was demanding, fast-paced work with Kostal having to arrange and orchestrate hundreds of score pages a week, but it consolidated his musical versatility and capacity to work across a wide range of styles and forms (Suskin 2009, pp. 57-60).
Throughout this period, Kostal was also orchestrating for Broadway shows, racking up over 52 credits on theatre productions big and small (Allen 1995, p. 18). Many of these assignments were done in a ‘ghost-writer’ capacity including contributing work to such classic musicals as Wonderful Town (1953), The Pajama Game (1953) and Silk Stockings (1955). A major breakthrough came when Kostal was contracted to work in a credited capacity as co-orchestrator on the original Broadway production of West Side Story (1958) -- collaborating with Leonard Bernstein, Stephen Sondheim and Sid Ramin. It earned him his first Grammy Award and a subsequent invitation to arrange and orchestrate a string of other big Broadway musicals including Fiorello! (1959), Sail Away (1961) and A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum (1962).
The success of West Side Story also saw Kostal do repeat honours on the film version (1961) which would, in turn, earn him an Academy Award and kickstart a hugely successful Hollywood career. In 1963, Kostal was invited by none other than Walt Disney to take on the major job of arranging the songs for Mary Poppins (1964) which had been written by the in-house Disney composing team of Richard M. and Robert B. Sherman. The Sherman Brothers claim to have suggested Kostal because they were fans of his Broadway work and they wanted a bright theatrical sound for the score. However, Walt Disney demurred. He reasoned it was a period film and they needed someone who could write music for any style or era, suggesting they get the musical director from The Garry Moore Show instead. Cue mutual delight when it was discovered they were all referring to the same man, Irwin Kostal (Sherman & Sherman 1998; Suskin 2009, p. 65).
Kostal’s work on Mary Poppins catapulted him to new heights of mainstream success. It not only secured him another Academy Award nomination -- he lost to Andre Previn for his work on My Fair Lady -- but it also brought him a tidy fortune in royalties from the film’s best-selling soundtrack album (’Kostal’s’ $65,000′, 57). His fame -- and fortune -- skyrocketed even further the following year when Kostal was contracted to arrange the score for The Sound of Music (1965). His dazzling efforts on this box-office blockbuster confirmed Kostal’s status as Hollywood’s presiding musical wonder-boy and saw him walk home with his second Oscar. A string of other big screen musicals followed including Half a Sixpence (1967), Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (1968) and Bedknobs and Broomsticks (1971). 
Many of these films were repeat collaborations because Kostal favoured working with people he knew and with whom he clicked personally and creatively. He would for example continue as the de facto ‘house’ arranger for Disney well into the 1980s, working on various assignments for the studio including Pete’s Dragon (1978), Mickey’s Christmas Carol (1983) and the controversial re-recorded 1982 release of Fantasia (1940/1982) (Tietyan 1990). Kostal would also maintain a long association with the Sherman Brothers, acting as musical arranger for all their big screen musicals including the aforementioned Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (1968) and Bedknobs and Broomsticks (1971), as well as Tom Sawyer (1973); Charlotte’s Web (1973); and The Magic of Lassie (1978) (Sherman & Sherman 1998).
The other great collaboration of Kostal’s career was of course with Julie Andrews. Perhaps it was the fact that the pair shared the same birthday but Kostal had an extraordinarily sympathetic relationship with Julie and he would work with her more than any other vocalist. Long before they teamed on Poppins and The Sound of Music, Julie and ‘Irv’ were making musical magic together. Kostal was the arranger and conductor for Julie’s first two solo albums for RCA: The Lass with the Delicate Air (1957) and Julie Andrews Sings (1958) where his sensitive facility with a wide range of musical idioms from English classical to Broadway and Tin Pan Alley came to the fore. Reviewing the first of these albums at the time of its original release, one music critic lauded it as ‘a record to charm every member of the family...[with] a combination of sincerity and simplicity and wholesome sweetness...Thank goodness arranger and conductor Irwin Kostal met the challenge and set the ballads winningly without overpowering Miss Andrews’ light pure tones’ (RRS 1958, p. 5A). In a similar vein, another reviewer praised the second album for ‘its charming unforced version of standards, well known and almost forgotten...Miss Andrews still sings naturally and purely [and] the deft accompaniments played by an orchestra under Irwin Kostal are agreeably restrained’ (Masters 1959, p. 11).
In this early period Kostal also worked with Julie as guest star on several episodes of The Garry Moore Show, where he was resident musical director. In this context, Kostal was pivotal in helping establish the legendary teaming of Julie and Carol Burnett which came out of the Garry Moore appearances. He would go on to act as musical director for their breakout 1962 TV special Julie and Carol at Carnegie Hall which would earn Kostal his first Emmy (Taraborelli 1988, pp. 172-79). He would secure his second Emmy a few years later working with Julie again on the 1965 variety special, The Julie Andrews Show (1965) where, among other highlights, Kostal scored a series of stellar song-and-dance medleys for Julie and guest star Gene Kelly. The same year, Kostal teamed up with Julie on yet another recording with the 1965 edition of the annual Firestone Christmas albums. 
It was however their combined work on the two big musical mega-hits, Mary Poppins and The Sound of Music, that secured the Kostal-Andrews partnership a place in the history books. A cultural phenomenon of the highest order, the soundtrack recordings for these two films remain among the most successful albums of all time. Mary Poppins held the #1 spot on the US national music charts for 14 consecutive weeks in 1964, beating out Elvis Presley and The Beatles (Hollis and Erhbar 2006, pp.72ff). The album for The Sound of Music sold over 9 million copies in its first four years of release alone, remaining in the Billboard Top 100 for an unbelievable five-and-a-half years, and becoming the highest selling LP of all-time in the US up to that date (Murrells, 1978)  The Sound of Music continued its record-breaking run abroad, dominating the international charts and holding the #1 spot for 75 weeks in Australia, 73 weeks in Norway and 70 weeks in the UK, becoming in the process the single biggest selling album worldwide of the 1960s (Harker, 1992, pp. 189-91).
Commentators have frequently singled out the combination of Julie Andrews’ soaring vocals and Kostal’s dynamic arrangements as instrumental to the phenomenal success of these two albums. ‘Miss Andrews glows--positively glows--right through the record groove, vinyl disc, amplifiers, speakers, and all other mechanical barriers,’ enthused one contemporary reviewer of the Mary Poppins soundtrack, noting how the ‘songs that Richard M. and Robert B. Sherman have written’ and ‘the handsome arrangements by Irwin Kostal have the perfect balance ‘of lilt and flair to provide Miss Andrews with an effective working basis’ (Wilson 1965, p. 109). Apropos The Sound of Music, another critic pronounced it ‘as good a reproduction of a score as has ever been made’, noting how it ‘presents Julie in a most appealing role and given the splendid musical direction of Irwin Kostal, her talent comes shining through...as a treat beyond measure’ (Moore 1965, p. B6). 
In total, Julie Andrews and Irwin Kostal would work together on six recordings, two musical motion pictures, two television specials, and a host of other TV appearances representing some of the very best of Julie’s musical work during her heyday of the 1960s. Considered alongside the wealth of Kostal’s other work across film, stage, television and recording, it’s hard not to concur with Disney’s Nelson Meecham who, on the occasion of Kostal’s passing in 1994, eulogised: ‘He brought the joy of music to more people than it is possible to count’ (Allen, p. 19).
Sources:
Allen, John F 1995. ‘Remembering a Music Man: On the life and work of Irwin Kostal.’ Boxoffice. August: pp. 18-19.
Harker, Dave 1992. ‘Still Crazy After All These Years: What was popular music in the 1960s?” Cultural Revolution? The challenge of the arts in the 1960s. Bart Moore-Gilbert and John Seed, eds. Routledge, London and New York: pp. 186-200.
Hollis, Tim and Erhbar, Greg 2006. Mouse Tracks: The Story of Walt Disney Records. Jackson: University Press of Mississippi.
‘Irwin Kostal: Music in all its many forms is his life.’ (1962). The Province. 2 June: p. 70.
’Kostal’s’ $65,000 Poppins Score’ 1965. Variety. 10 March: p. 57
Levy, Charles 1964. Mary Poppins: About the stars and photo-story features [Press kit]. Buena Vista Distribution, New York. 
Masters, John 1959. ‘Off the Record: Enchanting Music.’ The Age. 7 January: p. 11.
Moore, Robert 1965. ‘Record Turntable: Julie Andrews out in front again in film album of”Sound of Music”.’ The Arizona Daily Star. 7 March: p. B6.
Murrells, Joseph, ed. 1978. Book of Golden Discs: Records that sold a million. Barrie & Jenkins, New York.
Niles, Richard 2014. The Invisible Artist: Arrangers in popular music (1950-2000). BMI, London.
Oliver, Myrna. 1994. ‘Obituaries: Irwin Kostal; Film, TV Orchestrator.’ The Los Angeles Times. 1 December: P. B8.
RRS 1958. ‘On the Record: ‘Lass with the Delicate Air.’ Bristol Herald Courier. 9 February: p. 5A.
Sherman, Robert B &  Sherman, Richard M 1998. Walt's Time: From before to beyond. Camphor Tree, Santa Clarita, CA.
Suskin, Steven 2009. The Sound of Broadway Music: A book of orchestrators and orchestrations, Oxford University Press, New York.
Taraborelli, J. Randy 1988. Laughing Till It Hurts: The complete life and career of Carol Burnett. William Morrow & Co, New York.
Tietyan, David 1990. The Musical World of Walt Disney. H. Leonard, Milwaukee, Wis. 
Wilson, John S. 1965. ‘The Lighter Side’. High Fidelity Magazine. 15: 4: pp. 107-111.
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Hey!! <3 So, I am absolutely here to support fellow fic/headcanon writers 110% and I seriously did love the headcanon that got sent my way with Nemmy and the gang. Do you have any more for the Legion absolutely meme-ing on other Killers? Stuff like that gives me life-- It can be any Killer(s?) of your choice! Have fun with it! c:<
🥺 tysm!!! I poked around in your blog as well and I gotta say: Your writing rocks! Goals tbh! Perhaps I'll drop a request at some point...? I don't wanna bug, though, so I'll keep quiet for right now!
As for Legion messing with killers, I have quite a few headcanons/ideas for this, including some extra ones involving Nemesis, which I'll get into right now.
Other Characters Involved: The Doctor, Trickster, and Pyramid Head
Nemesis:
- Unfortunately for Nemesis and his "realm of residence" at the Raccoon City Police Department, the Legion has quickly taken interest in raiding the place. During downtime, the group will sneak into the police department and poke through the halls of the place, intent on finding items dropped or hidden by survivors during the trials that take place near constantly.
- Nemesis surprisingly doesn't mind this bottom feeding to happen most of the time, the only exception being if one of the group members finds an unused flashbang and attempts to set up an "elaborate" trap for him to step in. News flash: He notices what the group of teens does a good 95% of the time and is never amused when the 5% chance hits that he does fall for something such as a rigged generator exploding as he passes by it just to distract him from his patrol around the police department.
- The group has absolutely made fun of how loud Nemesis is while making his rounds through his realm. The group will stand just out of reach of the massive figure (because even THEY know their limits) and romp around, stomping their feet and yelling "STAAARS" at the top of their lungs. This has very easily ended with The Entity having to separate the killers from one another as it doesn't want the group of teens to have their skulls caved in by a singular boot stomp to the face.
- They LOVE to boast about killing Jill Valentine when they get the chance to do so. Seeing the massive tyrant absolutely seething over it makes the group's day. They hope that one day they can keep Jill hostage at one point to really step it up a notch on driving the big guy up a wall. Keeping what he was designed to kill just out of reach...all for a few laughs.
Doctor:
- Herman is by FAR one of the hardest killers to bug for The Legion. This man finds a twisted interest in how the group picks fights with killers that could easily tear them apart if they wanted and he is no exception to that fact.
- What the group has figured out, though, is that Herman despises when someone actually ill comes to him for help. He's grossed out by the approaching ill people and will do anything to get the hell away from them.
- This has led to The Legion all mutually agreeing to find Adiris in the Red Forest to ask a favor of her: just give them the worst illness physically possible.
- After a while, the group of teens came into Lery's Memorial Institute absolutely covered in vile substances ranging from snot to vomit. Coughing and heaving everywhere...this eventually sent Herman up a damn wall. One of the most memorable quotes from Herman was "GET YOUR VILE DISEASES OUT OF MY OFFICE. GET OUT. NOW."
Trickster:
- MASSIVE music war. Enough said, really. Both parties are absolutely LIVID at one another for having such varied tastes in music....and both parties are also too bullheaded to lighten up and give a listen to each other's musical preferences.
- To continue on with what she did in high school, Susie LOVES to steal Ji-Woon's brightly colored coats. She doesn't exactly wear them, but she has a stash of the coats hidden somewhere in Mount Ormond to use as a pile of barely working blankets for when The Fog is particularly cold in The Legion's realm.
- Joey and Julie have teamed up at multiple points to steal the drink based add ons the Entity grants Ji-Woon after trials. (Fizz-Spin Soda is hands down a new favorite among the Legion. They love the sugar buzz it gives them as well as the twisted flavor it has...mmm...melon and citrus!)
- Frank has tried his hand at throwing knives....Ji-Woon's throwing knives to be exact...specifically when Ji-Woon needs the knives the most....which is during a trial. This ended up with Frank getting a bat to the face after the trial while being told how hard it is to do a trial with no special abilities.
Pyramid Head:
- From the SECOND the Legion met Pyramid Head by chance in the fog, the gang had their eyes set on stealing that massive knife the executioner dragged around behind him. It would make a nice mantle piece for Mount Ormond and possibly a neat weapon to attempt using in a trial at some point...if they all worked together to pick it up and drag it around.
- Unfortunately, after several attempts to steal it, the gang of teens came to the conclusion that this killer would never drop the damn knife so they can take it while he wasn't watching over it.
- The alternative plan? Just bum rush the guy. This totally won't go wrong. It went VERY wrong. All four teens attempted to jump the executioner at once, slashing and stabbing while one took hold of the great knife only to get easily shrugged off by him and eventually hit with the broad side of the knife in an attempt to silently say back off.
- After that initial skirmish, the gang has since lowered their shenanigans with Pyramid Head down to petty comments and teasing...from a long distance away, of course. The executioner will simply stand and watch them lift their masks and make rude gestures at him before moving off somewhere else within his realm. He has many things to do after all. Things such as punishing the guilty and the tormented. The ones wracked with grief and despair. Spending time watching a group of creatures embarrassing themselves is probably the biggest waste of time he can do at the moment.
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