#// (i keep talking about how he can be offputting here)

[thanatologie]

anyway (late) good morning this dialogue rotates in my head at all times.

[luvissues]

thinking about john price who is just so guilty when he gets home from missions :( he’s always knocked out, fast asleep before you can even think to spend any time with him. he feels awful, he really does- so why not have his boys come to make up for his absence?

(cw: dubcon kinda(?), price being a cheeky bastard)

the first one he brings around is kyle, and while the captain claims not to play favorites, you know this boy must be it from the way john speaks of him. but you can see why.

he’s nothing but polite, all quiet thank yous and murmured gratitude. price had called you in advanced to warn you of his arrival; ‘he’s a good lad, love, no trouble. just needs a nice rest before he heads home.’

dutifully, you’d prepared the guest room. made sure to be a bit more conscious when you cleaned the house this time around. upon coming home, price wearily leaned down to press a firm kiss to the top of your head before lumbering off to bed. it was kyle who expressed his respect towards your efforts.

so, when you’re preparing tea the next morning, he just has to thank you for all of this the proper way. he catches you by surprise- you’d thought the soldier might be a little more like your husband, ever so ready to sleep off the long mission, but he’s up early enough to interrupt your little a.m. habit.

he hums a quiet good morning as he approaches from behind, forearms resting on the counter beside you. you don’t pay him much mind until you notice the slight tug on the bottom of your sleep shorts.

“all i’ve seen anyone wear for the past month is cargos and jeans,” he muttered, as if his interest stemmed from an innocent curiosity. “forgot they made them this small back here, eh?”

and, to your credit, you brush him off like the good wife you are. but that doesn’t stop the way the warmth of his palm skims under your loose shirt, creeping back down. he tsks when he runs a finger over your seam, pushing off the counter so that he can press against your back.

“poor thing, aren’t you? awe, no- you shouldn’t have to wait until price gets up, the lazy bastard. let me help.”

he keeps you pinned there against the counter as he works at you, deft, slim fingers curling so nicely inside. he makes a quick job of it too, not that the hushed, gentle praises he breaths against your neck made it any easier for you to resist.

he doesn’t linger long. simply snaps your drawers back into place, wanders back to his room. by the time john is up, he’s all dressed and ready to go, duffel slung over his shoulder.

“lovely home you keep, price.” he smiles as he kicks on his shoes.

“you know i don’t do even half the work, garrick.” your husband grumbles back, voice rough and thick with sleep.

“i know. wasn’t talking to you.” he chuckles lightly, hand curling around the back of your neck with a small squeeze before he‘s off to the door. you don’t notice the way price lingers longer than he should when he sees his boy off.

simon is a bit different. unlike kyle, you can tell that this man needs just as much sleep as john just by looking at him.

to be truthful, you were just a bit offput at your husband’s call this time around. you’d met ghost a grand total of maybe once in the entire time you’d been married. you’re starting to think that might be for a reason.

unlike his sergeant, he’s (very) blatantly brutish. he shoulders and elbows his way through your house, ducking under doors and manhandling his belongings. you’re happy to leave him be when you go tend to your husband.

john is always beaten up when he returns. it’s like he’s slept on the floor of the humvee on his drive back, except maybe the dirt road was made out of the biggest fucking rocks on the planet, or so it seems. there’s bruises and gashes everywhere, and you can’t even begin to think of how some of them appeared, if not for the van shaking him around like the clapper inside a bell.

either way, it’s a mess to clean him up, and an absolute haul to get him from the bathroom into bed. luckily(?) for you, simon is here, and he seems to have no qualms about helping his half-naked captain into bed.

maybe you should look into that, but you try your best to let it escape your mind.

when you finally get the big man down, you begrudgingly come to terms with the fact that there’s no way you’re sleeping on this bed. john is sprawled across it, pushing his lieutenant away at the offer of painkillers. just because he won’t sleep well doesn’t mean you have to suffer with him.

however, when simon notices you packing up for the couch, you can practically see him frowning even under the mask he wears.

“cap’n ‘ll kill me if i have his missus take the settee.” he huffs, and while you try to be a good host and usher him into the guest room, he doesn’t have any of it.

that morning, you get up nice and early to make sure that you can at least accommodate for your guest, considering he gave up his bed for you. and while it does take a considerable amount of time to shake that bear of a man awake, the only thing he wants is for you to sit down with him.

he makes everything so simple, doesn’t he? from the sleeping arrangements to the tidy way he conducts things. it becomes apparent, the longer you talk to him, that he never seems to have lived any other way. breaking things apart and reconstructing them in his head; keeping his life orderly, straightforward.

the way he approaches you is much the same. what starts as a hand on your thigh quickly becomes him cupping your core over your pants- right to the point. you’d decided to dress a bit more appropriately, considering what happened with kyle, but that doesn’t stop the lieutenant at all. he simply shoves his hand into your joggers, making no show of pulling them down and talking all sweet like kyle did. he only grunts, pulling his hand away so that he can maneuver you onto your back.

he seems to hesitate in his actions, a slight falter that you might mistake as inexperience if not for knowing his age. surely, with a stature such as his own, he’s gotten his way around. instead, his reluctance seems to be a result of your situation- you are important to price. he cannot hurt you, cannot break you, for that would be forgoing the trust placed in him.

but, like everything else, he tries to keep this easy. he shushes you lightly when he bullies his cock into you, but other than that, not a word comes out of his mouth. it would be mildly disturbing if you were paying any more attention, but luckily for him, your focus is directed at the way your nails scrape against the fabric of the sofa and the way you have to bite your tongue to keep yourself quiet; bigger priorities than his unnerving silence.

when john finally wakes, it’s only for long enough to give his soldier a pat on the shoulder and a quick goodbye before he’s back in bed. when you join him, you feel as though you’ve done some unspeakable crime. your husband seems none the wiser as he pulls you closer, and when you stay the rest of the day with him, he doesn’t know that it’s because your thighs are too bruised for walking to be comfortable.

the last to stay is johnny, who seems to have been beaten raw in about every spot apart from his voice box. the man gladly fills the silence that price leaves; he downs a couple of tylenol dry and seems good to go. you wince as you watch him.

the only reason johnny comes back with your husband is due to the length of their mission. something about not having enough time to make arrangements when they were out, so he has to make do now that he’s back. still, your last two guests have left you restless, and you tread carefully around the boisterous sergeant.

well, not that it matters. because as soon as johnny sees even the slightest furrow to your brow when you notice price blacked out in bed without having even removed his uniform, he’s determined to make you feel better.

he all but steers you back to the guest room with a very firm hand on your back. you don’t even remember lifting your feet off the floor- it’s like he pushed you all the way down the hall on his own. thinking back, it’s likely that’s exactly what he did.

unlike simon, johnny holds just about zero inhibitions. and if you though gaz was a talker, well, that made his comrade a goddamn motormouth. half the words he’s saying are either nonsense or spoken in an accent too harsh to understand, but the way he cages you underneath him is all the same.

“we’ve been oot a long time, haven’t we? aye, the captain’s sleepin’ like he ain’t ever wakin’ up!”

his jabbering does a decent job of distracting you from the way he’s hastily pulling your clothes off, but not much.

“right shame, is wha’ it is. dinnae worry hen, i’ll look out for ya, yeah?”

look out for you, he does. the man is relentless, spewing his chatty nonsense while he goes at you. he drags his thick fingers against your walls until you’re pushing him away, crudely lapping at your slick even then. for someone who was off fighting in a country whose name you can’t even pronounce, he sure does have some stamina in him.

and when you look down between your legs, eyes wide at the sight of his spend dripping out of you, he takes it as a sign that he’s not done a good enough job. if you’re not witless, he’s not done.

by the time you’re going back to price’s room, you’re so sore and achey that johnny carries you- not that he seems the least bit bothered.

there’s no way in hell that john can’t see what you’ve been up to this time around, even through his bleary eyes. you’re horrified, but when the sergeant haphazardly tosses you into bed, chirping about what a sweet little bird his captain’s got and how nice it was to see her, your husband only gives him a mock salute before he shuts the door.

he pulls you into his chest with a quiet rumble, tucking his head into the crook of your shoulder without a word.

stupid bastard knew the whole time. you’d be furious, spewing filth at him for what he ordered his men to do, but you don’t get a word in.

he smooths a hand over your head, slings a leg over your own. “mm, good lad, he is. he take care of you alrigh’? i told ‘im too.”

you can hear the hint of pride in his tone, like he’s satisfied with himself for thinking to get the boys to take care of you while he ‘recovered’.

you don’t respond. he takes that as answer enough- you can feel him smiling against your skin as he pulls the covers back over you.

[holmsister]

I think one of the things Dungeon Meshi is definitely about is how different people deal with being an outsider/marginalised/neurodivergent/what have you and basically what im getting at is that Kabru is TEXTBOOK "high functioning [insert diagnosis here]". Its that how they say it still? Don't care.

Basically. This man shows up and you listens to him talk and see how his party treats him and you think. Oh this is a cool guy who has his shit together. And then after like two pages you find out that he has constant flashbacks to Utaya that make him completely freeze, anxiety attacks, thought spirals, is incapable of analyzing his own feelings, is a stuttering mess when the stakes are high, has never done a chore in his life, keeps putting himself in triggering situations and re-traumatising himself, and the icing on the cake is when you read the extra material and it turns out he regularly forgets to eat and lives in a depression nest of dirty clothes and self-medicates insomnia with alcohol and also is 22. Which also kind of puts Misilril not wanting to let him go in another light - yeah for sure she's controlling and infantilising and also its not like she was really helping his issues but also she was not entirely wrong in her judgement. This man does NOT know how to take care of himself. He knows how to do the bare minimum so when he shows up at work the next day he can fool his coworkers into thinking hes got it together enough. For a bit.

He is DEEPLY unwell and he knows it but he is carried by the desperate wish to avoid another catastrophe. If he stops for a moment he KNOWS he'll collapse so he doesn't.

I also think this is why him acting nurse to Mithrun is such an important part of his arc. Its like. This person who has spent all of his adult life focused on a single objective disregarding everything else is faced with what happens when you do that for too long. And the result is a wet tissue of a creature who looks like he doesn't know where he is most of the time.

He is a man on the brink. I have no doubt he felt relieved when he decided he could trust Laios - not even in a Labru way, straight up because he knew he could not keep going like this.

But also like. Of all the characters in the manga, I think Senshi and Kabru are the most lonely ones. Except Senshi seems to be OK with solitude - for sure it's not entirely healthy to be alone for as long as he was but he definitely did well enough. He is very good at taking care of himself. Meanwhile Kabru *knows* a lot of people but can you really say he has friends? Rin, maybe, arguably, but even she does not seem to truly know him, you know? He keeps himself hidden from everyone. I think the only time we see him entirely honest is when he says to Laios that he wanted to be his friend, and hes so shocked when it comes out, you can tell he did not mean to say it. And differently from Senshi, he does NOT fare well alone. He likes people, he needs people. Again compare with Mithrun - he has like a squad of people taking care of him. If Kabru had a breakdown of that size can you say his party would go out of its way to help? Im not sure. Not because they're bad people, but because he's simply not that intimate with any of them.

Idk man it just struck me all of a sudden. Laios is weird and offputting and doesn't care about other humans the way Kabru does and YET he is infinitely more successful at building deep, meaningful relationships and taking care of himself as well. I think this is part of why Kabru is so fascinated with him as well. He can tell Laios has something he doesn't have. Wait this is turning into a whole another post I'll write this next time.

[horuslupercal]

do babies like this primarch?

Lion: yes. I want you to imagine him picking up a random baby (abandoned on a planet or whatever, make up whatever situation you want as long as it beings you to the mental image of:) and making the most pensive bordering on displeased face. he's holding the baby like a live explosive while they just smile and giggle about it

Fulgrim: yes. Fulgrim, for his part, likes babies as a concept but he does not like holding them on account of them treating him like a giant mobile, complete with yanking his hair. he's happy to just observe the next generation from a safe distance

Perturabo: no. he doesn't like them either so it works out well. don't bring it near him, they'll both be happier that way. will stare at you so hard you cry if you try to hand him a baby

Khan: they're kind of neutral on him until he starts pulling faces when no one's looking and then they're all about it. he doesn't really care about holding them or anything but he's good at holding babies if you hand them over -- do not let this trick you into thinking he knows how to care for a baby. he's clueless

Leman: babies are neutral on him, leaning towards dislike. toddlers though? toddlers love him. toddlers have correctly vibe checked him as a guy who will throw them exactly as high in the air as they want (read: very high) and always catch them

Dorn: not really but if you hand him a baby, they WILL fall asleep. he's warm, his hearts are very loud, he holds them very securely, and they love it, even if they're initially not very happy about it. that said he doesn't really want to hold your baby, even if he won't complain about it. why do people keep handing him babies?

Konrad: there's probably an AU where they do but in HH, no way. even when he's well groomed and all, he's got the whole "filed teeth, starved rat" thing going on and they do not dig it. he doesn't want to hold your baby either so this works out well

Sanguinius: nope. he's too shiny and bright and the wings are offputting. toddlers will pull on his feathers, babies will experience the instinctual fear of being eaten by an eagle. secretly this is kind of a relief, cause Sanguinius is not all too big on babies either

Ferrus: yeah. he thinks it's funny and he especially thinks it's funny that they'll pull the hair and earrings of a man Fulgrim's size. such bold little things. he will not hold the baby though, don't you see his much more social brothers over there?

Angron: children used to love Angron but now they are (rightfully) very scared of him and it is funnysad to me if babies haven't gotten that memo yet. Angron likes babies; he will not like you if you try to hand him one.

Guilliman: yeah sure. that's just a big guy. he can give them a politician kiss without complaint and he's got a surprising skill, for a guy who rarely interacts with them, for soothing them when they're upset

Mortarion: no, absolutely not, no. they don't know he's a person because of the mask. you should not let him hold a baby because of the mask. he does not want to hold your baby. no one is happy here

Magnus: no. he could build a rapport with a baby and especially a toddler but upon first contact, the whole Psyker Vibes thing just makes them hate him. squirming and crying, the works. he's kind of sad about it. sidenote he was definitely helping deliver babies on Prospero on account of his biomancy

Horus: babies hate him and it is the saddest thing in the world. he wants to hold your baby. he will make all the appropriate cooing nosies at the baby. he's fully prepared to talk to them like a little person and wiggle their hands. the baby is gonna wail and push his face away with all the strength in their little arms when he tries to give them a kiss like a proper politician.

Lorgar: baby catnip. he's the most photogenic Primarch, there is not a single picture where he does not look at his best, and that includes all of the pictures of him blessing a baby and/or giving them a kiss. this is useful cause people keep asking him to bless their babies and the baby is sooooo happy about Lorgar holding them. and they looooove to stare at him

Vulkan: I'm legitimately torn but I lean towards babies liking him, which is good, cause Vulkan definitely likes babies and hearing about their milestones and about toddler's little escapades. also cause it's fun to imagine this also extending to nonhuman (read: eldar) babies so he can experience the worst emotions in his life

Corvus: no but at least they usually won't cry about it. you hand him a baby and they just freeze up until you take them back. he doesn't know what to do with babies either. congrats, please don't make him interact with them

Alpharius Omegon: oh yeah. it's inexplicable but babies just like being around them and staring at them. neither of them knows how to handle a baby. I can also envision one of them standing around making small talk to a toddler exactly like they would to an adult, which toddlers LOVE

[miiilowo]

You should make the list of ways you were correct anyways, just for fun ~

eh. sure. why not

Any time a post of mine about afton got a decent amount of notes (aside from fanart) there'd usually be comments on it complaining about how "those" fans [note: i am one of "those" fans] have no idea what his personality actually is, and that they water him down, woobify and mischaracterize him, all while listing things off that are just genuinely part of william's character. while yes, there are fans that DO do that, the stuff they talk about is almost never an actual example of this happening. this is likely due to people not viewing him as a person and just a bland cold serial killer with no personality whatsoever

obviously movie william is not 1:1 with game or book william, but they're gonna be similar in personality. so heres some stuff ive seen people complain was "mischaracterization" thats present in the movie:

hes emotional/sentimental and actually cares about things - william calls the owner of freddys sentimental when talking to mike about the pizzeria (and we all know the owner is william), he visibly regrets/is shocked by the fact he stabs vanessa, he gets really worked up when things dont go his way, very quick to anger, etcetera. one could argue that william is lying about being sentimental and just wants to give an excuse for why the place is still around, but there'd be no reason to do that, considering mike has no idea anyone even died there, let alone the fact HE killed the kids. we know williams sole motive for keeping the place around definitely isnt just sentimental reasons, but i doubt that what he said doesnt have at least an ounce of truth to it. he holds onto trophies from his kills as well if him keeping garretts toy plane is anything to go off of

he actually likes bunnies and has an affinity for them - he has a rabbits foot on his keyring and has a letter/paper holder that's rabbit shaped. the letter holder isnt actually in any shots, but it was present on set on his desk

his personality isnt one note and dull/cold, and hes superstitious & a little offputting/jittery - the rabbits foot on his keyring ties into this idea, because if he actually believes it to be a good luck charm, then it shows some "quirkiness" for lack of a better term that people adamantly refuse to admit is in his personality. this also shows how hes superstitious, which is an idea thats present in the books, and people also like to pretend he isnt. he pokes fun at mike in a somewhat lighthearted way multiple times, he has a has a FRAMED PARTICIPATION AWARD on his wall for christs sake. the kids hair colors match the animatronics they were stuffed into (minus bonnie). he matched them. he made them match he paired them up for fun. not only that, but he gets visibly nervous and antsy when he realizes who mike is, and clearly really wants him to take the job. gets kind of weird. gets a kinda strange. he likes when things match afterall (symmetry, my friend!)

he's theatrical and over the top in personality on purpose (this is also essentially an argument for the last point) - in the books he goes on and on about performance and how he viewed both dave miller & springtrap as characters he plays, and i seriously wouldn't doubt that it'd be the same here, considering how cartoonishly evil he is while wearing the springbonnie suit. the voice changer, the little flourishes he adds to his speech, the fact he wipes off the knife when there wasnt any blood on it in the first place. for what. for what reason other than for pizzazz and intimidation points. the "oh, this is going to be so much fun!" line, and especially his playful demeanor disappearing the second he takes off the mask

he cares about his kids/likes kids - his expression when he stabs vanessa and she falls to the ground says enough i think. obviously hes not a GOOD parent, but being a good parent and caring about your kids are two wildly different things. you can be abusive and still care. most abusers dont process that they are abusers but thats a conversation for another time. william prioritizes himself over anyone else, but he still looks shocked after he stabs his daughter, and i refuse to blame that on bad acting because its MATTHEW LILLARD. the training tape for mike also states that he enjoyed entertaining kids, and yes, while that could be a lie, do you seriously think the creator of what essentially is chuck e cheese would actually despise children. the fact he gives garretts toy plane to vanessa could be a point toward him in this department as well, though its also just as likely he collects them as trophies. i like to think its a mix of both

i included these points specifically because i also have a plethora of evidence for them from both the books and the games, and theyre the ones i most commonly see people stating are unrealistic for afton.

its not a lot of stuff, but its not like he has a lot of screentime. lets be real

i do ADORE how egotistical and shortsighted they made him in the movie, though everyone can generally agree on that being a staple trait of his

[urautismdiagnosis]

Please give me your headcanons/ideas on Ranger Marsh, and my life is yours🙏 (He's my favorite old man yeehaw squeeeeeee)

YEAH HE IS

Ranger marsh is THE FATHER OF ALL TIME to me because listen-

I live in Florida. Whenever they talk about manatees or red tide or the effects of a cold snap im like YOOO I KNOW ABOUT THAT!!!

I need yall to understand 🙏 hes part of the fcking ecosystem.

He understands the needs and behaviours and everything about the everglades and its creatures. He knows how to talk to them and they know him and love him. He chooses to go out and help right away with this " I gotcha dont worry about nothing!" attitude

Hes so connected with it and its beautiful-

Its just that sense of community hes got with all the creatures in the everglades that makes me 🥺 hes got such a kind heart and he seems like the person to choose to do something because someone has to yk?

Alot of people would be offput by all the bugs and heat and etc, but he just goes oh well and keeps going along and I think that is SO special

And im gonna be honest here. Alot of people ARENT. Like at all, and they do the dumbest sht

One time my dad and I were on a board walk near a river that had gators in it and there were signs about it too. We saw this??? Fcking guy in a whole business suit with his kid wanting to give a little gator fcking store bought chicken nuggets??? 💀🙏 we like kindly explain uhhh heyyy don't do that cuz u don't want gators to associate humans with food or (gestures broadly to all the many reasons u shouldn't feed wild animals)

And then we continued our walk, but when we turned back we fcking saw a mini crowd (with several small kids leaning THROUGH THE GAP in the railing) surrounding a guy with a kiddie fishing pole trying to??? Idk feed the gator the chicken nuggets.

There were signs about not disturbing the wildlife.

I didnt exaggerate a single aspect of this btw.

Like thank fck gators are ambush predators and not chasers cuz those guys can run and climb like nobody's business... and hide under cars

SIDE TANGEANT ASIDE alot of people just aren't in tune with and have like a totally unrealistic and detached from reality expectation of that kinda nature. But ranger marsh (i headcanon that his first name is Rover btw cuz not only is that a flooding guy name but cmon- RIVER MARSH?!!) Is always so patient about explaining that kind of stuff to the others in the show

Hes got an understanding and a system on how to handle things.

Also I do appreciate how he struggles with understanding technology and prefers old fashioned ways. Because while there are alot of folks like that, alot of people can be... very aggressive about it if u disagree with them :(

But ranger marsh, while he can't understand, he still does come around and appreciates it the best he can yk? Like sure he doesn't get WHY and he sucks at it, but he comes around and appreciates it, even if it isn't always for him

The awe he felt when the gup k went under water and he saw the world he loves from an entirely new angle? Oh my god my heart-

He would absolutely take in any stray creature that needs help, he feels like the kinda guy that would've tried to help a wild animal heal up in the garage when they were a kid and everyone else told him not to touch it 🥺

Also personal headcanon time:

I dont think this guy could keep a secret for the life of him. Like this guy doesn't even realize, he feels like the guy would would see something weird and then go " well ill be i never did see anythin as strange as that before" to a fcking bush or the sky

He sort just has this factual way of speaking that reminds me of people who go "well yeah well when ya go n talk her dont mention x and x cuz I'm pretty sure she's suspecting her boyfrens been cheatin on her and oh I wasn't supposed to share that was i."

Also I feel like maybe I'm just projecting and making him autistic but like??? Has a hard time dealing with change??? Likes being in the wild with a bunch of creatures??? Probably needs his "two hours of contemplating on the back porch" every day ????

Hes absolutely the type to want to dig in the mud for hours thank you, he absolutely went fck living a normal life in society I want to be friends with the animals under my porch

I desperately want him to basically go "hm ok ur staying here for tonight" to calico jack who is the equivalent of a (very kind and gentle) feral stray 🙏

I'm gonna make a post about their dynamic later lol

Cuz likes its an old funky pirate cat with isolation issues thats probably scared of gators and Caimens for I lost me leg reasons and hasn't had like a normal meal in probably over a decade at least

(Cj probably can't handle dairy but he's gonna try (and fail) ranger marsh probably makes delicious mac n cheese)

also cj literally uses a peg leg that can NOT be good for his back, like there's so much special care needed if u have a proper prosthetic but a peg leg is like 💀🙏 so bad

I feel like CJ is this very kind and gentle soul, but the second he meets someone his age (cuz they ARE around the same age) he just becomes a wet gremlin, ill yap more about it on their dynamic post tho

As for the question of "ayyo whats up with ranger marshes wife or rather tweaks mom what's up with that"

I dont think tweaks mom died or anything, I think they just divorced when she was in like middle school and then he got her legos to try to help her feel better 😭

probably just cuz of personal differences... but yk some people can get kinda :| during divorces and stuff

I feel like they were probably high school sweethearts that got married before they even grew as people

It seems to me like tweak was probably homeschooling and definitely was skipping grades and whatever

I liek to think she has lego models of all her gups and that she had an emo phase in middle school 🙏 she still has the spirit in her soul but let's be real she's probably too busy elbows deep in an engine to upkeep that stuff anymore lol

(Ik we saw a younger tweak before in the show but like who says it wasn't at a different point in her life lol)

I dont think she was necessarily into emo specifically as a way to rebel her own parents btw (at least not her dad) but just because she liked the culture lol and was probably on my space as a teen

She 100% tried to take her dad to a monster truck show at least once and he absolutely did not understand the hype 😭 but tweak was inspired to take inspiration from the mix of animal designs and unique shapes into something more eco friendly and versatile tho

Like the gup k is just a wetland monster truck 🙏

She absolutely had years of trial and error with all sorts of gizmos that exploded at least a few times before she got the hang of engineering

Probably tried to make all sorts of things to help the little critters her pa took care of

Might be part of the reason he doesn't understand tech that well because when ur a kid without alot of money u gotta work with what u have and sometimes that doesn't always work out XD but hey restriction of choices can lead to alot of unique and creative solutions!

idk the exact reason why ranger marsh and his wife would've divorced,maybe it was just a difference in how they envisioned their life styles and the fact ranger marsh seems a bit too "introverted and quiet" for a more social life and environment with a normal job tbh

(Cough autism cough they are both autistic in different ways cough)

but the everglades have always been tweaks home and I doubt she wanted to leave. I think she still talks to her mom and stuff but just... not that much

I dont really think ranger marsh would've tried again in that type of relationship, hes too busy being busy with life and enjoying the small moments

And hot cocoa from the machine that tweak gave him as a gift

He absolutely helped her keep her room organized and tidy as a kid tho, but look at her room into he octopod now XD

Also SOMEONE MAKE HIM SAY " BLESS THEIR HEART" PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE THATS THE NUMBER ONE SOUTHERN SAYING-

Like 🥺 idk if yall know but bless ur heart can mean alot of different stuff depending on the context- it can go from "oh my goodness thats awful I can empathize with that and I wish them the best" to "well.... that person has no FCKING idea what they're doing but.... bless that idiots heart hes trying😂 🙏"

[novaazurite]

Making my grand return after 3 weeks of inactivity! (Though I may not be active all the time) Lets talk about TPOT 14!

While I did enjoy this episode a lot, the only downside I have with it is how it was a little too fast paced, I can handle that for BFDIA, but I think knowing how TPOT usually is maybe it was a little offputting, I might need to do a rewatch, but I remember a lot from the episode so im still goin with this post.

So with that said...lets start the ramble session!

So I just want to point out how Pencil is clearly living in the past on how obsessed she is to desprately reform FreeSmart by getting Book and Ice Cube, idk why it just feels funny and weird, you can clearly tell how uncomfortable they were in this and last episode that they want nothing to do with her, whatever the hell she did to them in IDFB (im still having thoughts the 'FreeSmart downfall' is gonna hppen in IDFB with Match being the first to leave the LOL.)

Ill admit the shot of the new TCOA was pretty cool, I like it when they implement 3d things into BFDI

Now... onto the CAS. I freaked out so bad in vc when I saw Pin and Ice Cube safe, ik Taggy and Book was gonna be safe so i didnt worry, but felt like Pin was in danger because she couldnt do much being stuck to Gaty, I thought Icy was gonna be out because she was used just to try and kill the fish monster, she couldnt really do much. But OH MY GOD.

I FUCKING GOT IT RIGHT. FOR A WHILE I HAD A FEELING ERASER AND GATY WAS GONNA BE OUT. Ill be honest Eraser didnt have much going on anymore because of Teardrop being eliminated in TPOT 9, so what else did he have left? I dont know exactly, I really had expected him getting out. Now TREE? I didnt expect him to be in the bottom 2, I thought he would be third to last safe, Pin and Gaty being bottom two because both of them didnt do much but be stabbed and used as a weapon by Robot Flower. As much as I love Gaty, I had a feeling she was gonna be out, and finding out I was right about her and Eraser being out made me insanely shocked. The first time I ever got a TPOT prediction right, though I thought One was gonna immediately snatch them up soon after, but good thing Book took notice of it and try to have and her, alongside Pin try to keep Gaty safe. While the others threw Eraser around basically.

Now im glad we got to see the elimination space again, and seeing the others are trying to escape, Fries and Puffball trying to break what seems to be a barrier? Also I noticed Saw, Nickel and Coiny are not there, ik they arent snatched by One but maybe theyre somewhere?

This genuinely made me sad, I had a really good feeling Two was gonna be upset about Gaty being out, I was definetly aware they couldnt bring themself to send her to the elimination space knowing how close she is to them, I didnt expect them to send her to kitchen, however, seeing the scene of One staring at her makes me feel like Two should had sent her there, Gaty is at risk of being snatched, which is gonna upset them even more or hell, send them into a panic, from what ive seen, they seem to brush off the fact Bell/Bomby/Barf Bag/Needle are missing, but what happens if Gaty disappears? Will they try to keep running the show? Theres a lot of predictions you can go off from.

I just wanna show this screenshot its so funny that Taggy is just staring at Book like this 😭😭😭

Glad to see Firey Jr again!

Its funny how DPYA tried to do the same thing from last episode trying to defeat that venus flytrap(?), like sure that would totally work again.

Kind of like how Pin thought doing this again was gonna work in BFDIA 15, LOL.

Closing out my post on the post credits scene, I kind of wonder where the other exitors went. I completely freaked out seeing Match end up in the Pillary Ruins, and this shot here is so cool like.... Knowing last episode we saw Firey and Leafy, are we gonna see more of the BFB contestants again? I wonder what they will have for the plot in future episodes...

And something tells me FreeSmart may reform again, knowing Match is with Ruby and Bubble, and apparently Pencil trying to get Ice Cube and Book back, though its not gonna happen.

[vampworks]

Starved of you

Pairing: Billy Loomis x Fem Reader x Stu Macher

word count 1.7k

No use of y/n

Summary: The reader is dragged to Stu's party by the girls to fix Sid's relationship but She is in a secret relationship with Billy and Stu. She is here to break it off but gets distracted by Billy while he becomes obsessed with her. He struggles with his feelings for her and how she affects the plan.

Warnings: mention of alcohol and drug use, cheating(not on the reader), mention of murder, toxic behavior, intimacy

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Music blares through the room threatening to shake the house itself. The air was stuffy and crowded her senses. She couldn't seem to care as Tatum dragged her by the arm through the door. The blonde soon disappeared into the crowd following Sid afterward. This was the night she set things right before the world as she knew would crumble. Dramatic, but what else equates to sneaking around with your best friends behind their girlfriends' backs? A masked serial killer fits into this somewhere, maybe it was karma for what got her here in the first place. The plan was simple, break it off with them both, leave early and everything would go back to normal. Getting Stu and Billy alone for something serious was always a difficult task. Pulling off your own arm seemed easier. She decided to settle it one at a time. Billy would be easier as the other would only tease her endlessly for it and she'd end up in his bed again.

Stu's eyes grew wide as he spotted her in the crowd of sweaty teens. He shoves his accomplice harshly in the arm. Subtlety be damned, he thought, Hell was about to raise for everyone. "Dude...Dude..we got a party crasher.'' Billy rolled his eyes still turning away from him. "Like you care, they'll run like everyone else. He scoffed. ''Yeah maybe but dumb and dumber will follow too" Stu whispered. Billy thinks for a moment before it clicks. "The hell you mean, man? She's not coming. Her parents....." It was Stu's turn to roll his eyes as he shoved Billy around to see the girl wandering through the crowd. She waves with a smile after spotting the two of them. "Shit" he hisses. " I'll handle it" He whispers as the two waves back. "You better, Princess over there is at the center of all this," Stu says through gritted teeth. "Just take care of the dumb blonde'' Billy retorts. He shoots a glare behind him as he pushes through the crowd to meet the only girl either of them wants. "Hey, you." Billy beamed almost comically in an attempt to recover the control he'd lost just by seeing her. His out-of-character enthusiasm was a bit offputting making her take a step back. He cringed at his own actions, She always had a way of destroying the persona he worked so hard to build. He loved but hated it at the same time.

"Can we talk please?" She said in a hushed tone already pulling him towards the stairs with a nervous expression. 'Shit, I'm screwed' He thought. Billy panics trying to rethink the entire night he spent a year planning for. "Yeah, yeah. Sure, Doll." His eyes darted across the hallway. They brightened as he made a sharp turn and pulled her into Stu's bedroom. The large room was dark except for a poorly hung string of lights across the ceiling. The gaze in his dark eyes was unforgiving as he loomed over her already shaking form. His pupils were blown wide as he searched over her features.

''Ay. What's wrong, Doll?" He fought back his usual smirk from showing as he spoke a concerned tone. "It's Sid, She dragged me out here so I could get you to talk to her. I can't keep lying to her and Tatum is bound to find out eventually. I mean, what if Stu slips up in a joke or something? You've seen him. He flirts so much. Tatum and Sid are still mad about the arrest but she really likes you, Billy. Neither of them would ever forgive me if they knew about us sneaking around behind their backs. What if..." Billy holds back a laugh as he listens to her ramble on.

"How do you feel about me though?" She stopped completely. "What?" The girl’s large eyes stared back into his own in the hope of finding falter in any sense of the word. ''Tell me how you feel about me 'cause I might starve if I can't have you." He struggles to speak plainly. She releases a squeak as she tries to contain herself. This was so far from how she wanted tonight to go. Her heart beats rapidly as silence fills the room. "I...I wanted you since we were little. I mean, funny story..." She begins to ramble again. "I was the one to start that rumor that we were already married in the fifth grade. I gave Stu a dollar and told him to be really loud about it" He laughs and his heart begins to beat like it'll burst. "Ooh, I really shouldn't have said that. Shit." The girl muttered bringing a hand to cover her mouth. Her eyes drift to the door for a moment only to return to meet his stare. His own narrows and his head tilts to the left in thought. "Explains a lot. My mom liked you a lot more after that."

Hundreds of thoughts both perverse and protective crossed his mind as his body acted on its own. This would counteract his plan, she wasn't supposed to come tonight. "God, you're something else, huh." She lets out a nervous laugh while trying to read his expression. Dark brown eyes traveled down the length of her tight dress hidden beneath a large jacket. That goddamn lettermen jacket she had borrowed from some nobody downstairs screamed for nothing but his downfall. He knew his schemes would all but crumble if he gave in to her touch tonight. He has to stay focused or the past year of his life would be wasted. He couldn't think of anyone who wanted to watch a movie about a killer being stopped just for love. The image of her wearing his own jacket flashed in his head. He needed her warmth so badly, it hurt at this point. "Billy, we really shouldn't be in here together" She grabs hold of his forearm in an attempt to keep him at a distance.

She silently begged for the strength to run back through the party never stopping till she made it home as she should. His hands slowly inch toward her. She shivers as his fingers brush against the fabric lining the jacket. His hand continues as it runs down to the small of her waist and rests there. The other cages her between himself and the wall. A small whimper escapes before she can bury it. "We'll be alright" He breathed as he bites his lip hard enough to draw blood to hold himself back. Everything about her was a drug. He could have sworn she was made to kill him from the inside out. He would just have to risk it. He'd be the one to win after all. Might as well, get the girl and get revenge all in one night, he thought. He couldn't understand but her voice is heard as she mutters a slur of curses. It sounds like a song to him at this point far overpowering the blaring music from downstairs in his head.

She watches a devilish smirk widen on his face, the very same that terrorized her so many times as they grew up together. His eyes were now scanning her every move as her hand traveled up and landed on his chest. Billy leans in to whisper in her ear. "Let it all go, princess. I got you." Something in her snaps and she kisses him harshly curling her arms around his neck and pulling him down to her height. Her fingers tangle in his short brown hair as he lifts her. The kisses grow heated quickly as they lose themselves in each other's touch. Their senses filled with nothing but the warmth of their embrace. He tightens his grip on her hip and begins to leave kisses in line from the curve of her jaw and down her neck.

He stops for a moment to smell her perfume. She had always smelled heavenly but tonight, she smelled of beer and whatever drug she's been laced with by god himself. "Billy.." She pleads into his ear. She only receives a hushed groan in response. Her nails graze against his skin as she continues to call his name. He hums against her as he comes back to his senses meeting her eyes once again. The vibration of his voice sends a shiver down her spine making her eyes flutter. His eyes were half-lidded and his breaths staggered and uneven. His lips appeared cherry red and glossy under the soft glow of the lights. She giggles after seeing the dazed look in his eyes. "Damn, I got you this high, Loomis?'' She teases brushing his hair out of his face with a newfound confidence. He gives a breathless laugh and drops his head to rest on her shoulder. "Fuck, I might just overdose on you, princess. Her smile falls as she remembers the world around them. "Maybe then, I'll have you all to myself."

A heavy knock on the door causes her to flinch and tighten her grip on his shoulders "Hey, lovebirds. This room's way past off-limits! Stu shouts from the other side. "Dammit, Stu. it's me" Billy shouts back before turning to the girl with a weak smile. "Well, why didn't you say so. Tell my bunny I love her!" Stu blurted in a singing tone.

She giggles and shakes his head at them both and breaks away from his hold. "'I'll go shut him up, I should get out of here soon. My parents want me back home." He only nods in response bringing up his other hand to rub the back of his neck. He swore he could still feel the touch of her fingers there. She grabbed his hand intertwining her fingers with his larger ones. She pulls his arm taunt toward the door before realizing he's not following her. She turns back to him with a confused look.

"Hey, mind doing me a favor, sweets?" She blushes at the name. "You mind calling Sid up here, I wanna get this over with. You won't have to lie anymore after tonight." The girl smiles at his words as she smooths down the fabric of her dress. "Ok but be gentle about it, alright. Today's been kinda rough for her." He pulls her in for another embrace resting his head on top of hers and speaks in a sickly sweet tone. "I promise, she won't be a problem after tonight." His eyes darken as he stares at the black robe sticking out of Stu's closet.

The rest of the Prescotts had to die tonight, And they would as he and Stu planned. Nothing could keep him from getting his sequel now since he finally had her.

[milogreer]

the thing about morgan and obscura is that i want obscura to feel like the most treasured person on earth and i know he would treat them that way. because for all that morgan is guiding them through learning how to live with their sight, obscura is the one leading the dance - they choose the time/place, they set the pace, and he meets them exactly where they're comfortable. a real slow burn with them would be so rewarding and i want it so badlyyy

i've talked before about the intimacy of "time is a song" and i am not an essay writer, i am a rambler, so if this is repeating points from that post, that's life! i just wanna talk about them again, more so this time in the context of "consulting with a seer" and how morgan sets the tone for their following relationship right off the bat

You don’t have to answer any of my questions, you don’t have to ask any of your own, this meeting is what you want it to be. But—you’re the one who reached out to the Department. Not the other way around. Clearly you wanted… something. No one’s keeping you here, you can leave at any time, you can tell the Department to go kick rocks and never speak to them again. But you’re the one who asked to meet with another Seer. And now you’re saying… nothing. Is it me? The Department asked that I be the one to speak with you given that we’re the only two Seer Obscura in existence right now, but if anything about me personally is offputting, I’ll gladly ask that a different Seer be the one to help you. Getting you whatever support you’re looking for is the only goal of all this. If someone else would do that better, then that’s what I want for you.

the consistent reassurance that obscura can dip whenever they want to. like from minute one his top priority is making sure they're as comfortable as possible because he knows the anxiety that comes with being a seer obscura

To be Obscura is incredibly rare. To be a Seer Obscura is unheard of. The chance of you or I existing at all is infinitesimal. The chance of us existing at the same time is unfathomable. But we're here.

it's hard to even find the words for how this makes me feel LMFAO it's .... it's the inherent soulmateism of being the only two people alive experiencing the same thing. and the fact that it involves someone who maybe not even necessarily believes in "fate" if i'm understanding ?? like he hates the term "Known Outcome" because he doesn't believe the future is fixed and totally knowable, but he acknowledges how insane it is that they've been brought together despite the chance of it being literally unheard of. ykwim. am i talking nonsense

You and I have a unique circumstance that we face. One that no one else can really understand. [...] It’s just you and me. That said, nothing about that fact is an obligation. Being the only two Seer Obscura doesn’t mean we need to be friends, or even have a relationship at all. It’s your life to live as you choose. If you want guidance, understanding of a shared experience, maybe even friendship eventually from me… then I would like to get to know you. To help you where I can. But if you don’t want those things, if you came here for an answer, and you got it, and you want to go back to what you know, I completely understand. You don’t owe anyone anything by virtue of being who you are.

and back to the gentle insistence that nothing is expected of them - if obscura wants to turn and run, pretend this never happened and continue suppressing their sight, they can. it's entirely their choice. but he's also giving them the reassurance that they aren't alone if they don't want to be.

like. i think what really gets me about all of this is that it's so genuinely selfless of him? because imagine meeting the one person who could truly understand you on a level no one else ever will, someone who by all accounts should not even exist in the same space as you, and then completely sincerely telling them that if they have no interest in sticking around, that's okay. you know? like i imagine the majority of us would at least try convincing them to stay. but he doesn't. he puts all the cards in their hands and lets them choose how to proceed, and he doesn't hound them when they vanish for a while after this meeting. everything happens on obscura's time; there's no pushing them towards anything they don't want

i think obscura is ... fragile, perhaps? and i think they need careful hands and a patient heart and morgan could be everything they need. i want them falling asleep on his couch after a late night talking and i want him to gaze at them fondly before putting a blanket over them. i want brief hand touches when they pass him something and to hear his breath catch in his throat at the contact. i want more instances of that tense pause before "...i want to know you." i want him to make silly jokes just to make them laugh and then to get starry-eyed when it works, and when they try to cover their mouth to hide their smile, i want him to tell them they have a beautiful smile (without telling them not to hide it). i want them to almost kiss but be interrupted by someone's phone going off or otherwise interrupted so they turn away, flushed and awkward, and they don't talk about it again. i want them to kiss in the rain, soaked and shivering but not caring about anything but the way they feel on each other.

sigh. where the hell was i going with this. i don't know. i just think they have so much potential for a life changing slow burn. i cannot believe they make me feel so strongly when they've only had three audios

[blindmagdalena]

I have a headcannon that the reader is apart of the 7 (which would make it the 8 instead) and they've just gone through a nasty break up and homelander finds them crying and he just awkwardly pats them on the back and sits next to them while they sob

Homelander being Bad at emotional communication/comfort but making an attempt anyways because he believes it's his duty as the leader of The Seven—primarily to maintain his team as an extension of himself—is so, so good.

he naturally talks like an awkward dad. I can so clearly see him hesitantly meandering in and being like, "Hey, champ. Something up?" and he doesn't really want to know, but he feels obligated to at least ask. Ideally they'll give a brief answer, he can say, "Chin up! You're a hero, after all." y'know, spout the usual party lines.

but the answer is not brief. it's detailed, there's this immense relief from them over the fact he asked at all. suddenly he has his hands full with a heavy emotional burden that he has no idea what to do with other than nod and make the occasional hum.

listening to someone crying is probably a sensory nightmare for Homelander. hearing every wet blink, every snotty sniffle, the mucus in the back of the throat while they speak, the rattle of their breath. pair that with his sheer inexperience and emotional immaturity? he's tapping his fingers on his thighs, enduring more than he is actually comforting.

but then it's over, and they're looking at him with watery eyes and a red nose and a smile. "Thank you, Homelander," they say. he's not sure why he's so offput by their gratitude. he's entitled to it, of course. he just sat here for god knows how long (less than 5 minutes) suffering alongside them. he deserves to be thanked, so why does his skin feel so itchy under his suit?

He's not ready to think about how much easier his life would have been if there had been just one person willing to be there for him when he had suffered. how different things would be if he hadn't been so alone, his mind had to invent someone who would sit in for him.

Because he's not ready, he gives a broad, toothy grin that drips insincerity and stands up. "Teamwork makes the dream work," he says flatly, and pats them a little too sharply on the back, jostling them. they look as confused by the gesture as he feels. he clears his throat.

"Right. Go get yourself cleaned up! No one likes to see a hero in the dumps," he says, and turns on his heel. He doesn't want to listen to one more second of wet, sad breathing.

"Wait!" They say, and he stops. doesn't look back, keeps his look of impatient disgust to himself. "If you ever, you know... need someone. I'm here. I can be your someone."

Tightly, he bares his teeth in that same smile, the one that doesn't quite reach his eyes, and turns back around. Offers them a cynical little thumbs up. "You bet'cha."

Finally, he gets away. He exhales roughly. He feels uncomfortably warm and prickly all over, unable to put his finger on why.

I can be your someone.

Those words rattle around in his brain for the rest of the day.

I can be your someone.

They grow from a whisper in the back of his mind to a loud and ugly distraction.

The fucking nerve of them. He doesn't need anyone. He's fucking Homelander. As if he'd ever be caught dead sobbing his "widdle feewings" out in the conference room.

Pathetic.

And yet...

The next time Homelander feels it, that bubbling rage broiling up from his gut to his throat, burning like bile, those words come back like the flashes of a nightmare resurfacing from his subconscious.

I can be your someone.

Which is precisely how Homelander winds up tracking them down and sitting next to them with a vicious flourish of his cape.

"Oh, Homelander, hey—"

He puts his finger up sharply. "Shut... up. Sit there and be..." Be my someone. "Be quiet."

The silence is tense at first. Seconds tick by like minutes, minutes go on like hours. He listens to the patter of their heart. It shot up when he snapped, but it's beginning to calm now. Their breaths are steady. His own breathing, initially sharp huffs from his nose, gradually evens out. His churning stomach settles, and bit by bit, he feels himself again.

No destruction. No thick coppery tang of blood lingering in his nose. Just slowing breaths, steady heartbeats, and someone who will be there.

Eventually, Homelander clears his throat. "Thanks," he says, voice tight. "Teamwork makes the dream work," they reply. He looks over at them with a quirked brow. They're smiling faintly, a little playful. That catches him off guard. At first he thought they were mocking him, but they just look relieved. Something unspoken has occurred, and neither of them know what to say.

Homelander looks down at his hands. The leather of his gloves squeaks when he flexes them. "Anyways—"

A touch to his back startles the words off of his tongue. He looks at them. No judgement, just quiet sympathy as they rub back. Oh, he thinks, recalling the forceful way he'd patted them. This is what that's supposed to feel like.

He looks away, and they linger like that a moment longer. His cape and suit muffle much of the feeling of their hand, but still, the contact is nice. It bridges the isolating gap that Homelander experiences in his day to day interactions. Somehow, there is more connection here than in some of his intimate experiences.

He leans back into the touch slightly, blinking.

Pathetic, he thinks as his eyes burn wetly.

Homelander stands briskly, clapping his gloved hands to his thighs. "Right. Good. Back to work," he says, unsure of what it was they had been doing in the first place. He just needs to leave.

"Okay," they say, voice full of such gentle understanding. It only makes the burn in his eyes worsen, tinged with resentment. Where was this when he needed it most? "I'll see you later."

He opens his mouth, but stops himself. He bites the inside of his cheek, and then clicks his tongue lightly. "Yeppers," he says simply, at a loss. He leaves that way, heart heavy with a mix of strange, uncomfortable feelings, and yet undeniably lighter than when he had first arrived.

He doesn't know what to think of any of it. All he knows is that it will require further examination, and further interactions with his...

Someone.

[cosmic-spider]

The decision

— — — — — — — — — —

After the human left I looked at the paper she filled out. Seeing if anything they wrote down was off? It looked…fine. But to many thoughts went running around my mind.

What if she worked at the factory?

She could be a spy for the ones that were looking for.

No I can’t allow her to get into out town. We did so much to have this place. But, at the same time we are having a harder time with the outside world.The supply for stuff is getting thin with the shipment people getting suspecios of not seeing anyone.

Plus we do need some one to help out in the school especially the daycare. The Orphans also need to learn how to interact with people. Others of there own kind.

They may be able to be of help. They were nervous during the meeting, but that’s expected with the way things were done. But they were rather calm and nice to me in a sense. They even said goodbye to me and were very kind with Bobby Bearhug when they came in.

I continued to think of what to do. The was Bobby talked about them. It showed that they were as kind and gentle as they were here even bud they were a bit nervous and confused.

After a bit I called the them.

As I discuss the options of what to do with the human. They all gave their own opinions, so I’m saying to not let her in this thing it might be good for the orphans, and for others to know how to interact.

After a bit, we all agreed we will allow the human to be here. As long as one or two of us can keep an eye on them.

Some of them were still suspicious and said they want to keep a low profile and not interact with them so I love them too.

One in particular was very offputting by the decision, he  leaned on the wall as we continue to talk about what we could do. He seem to be in his own head at the same time, listening into what we all said.

After a bit, I have decided where we would keep the human as well as what job offers they would be allowed.

I just hope that what I’m doing would cause any harm.

— — — — — — — — —

Y/n pov

After a week I went back to the field with a few things to keep me occupied as I waited for Bobby.

I felt uneasy, as well as excited on what their leaders decision will be. I hope that they allowed me in since I was running out of money to pay for a another day at a hotel. I only had enough for about three more days, not including for food and for cleaning my clothes.

So I was getting into a rough situation at the moment.

After a bit, I heard a the sound of something off in the distance. It was muffled, but it was fine. It sounded almost like squeal.

I looked over where the sound was coming from inside was the force close by maybe a good five maybe 10 minute walk from the field.

 I just had to go check what it was. When I eventually got to the edge of the for the squealing got louder, seem to be only a bit more father in.

Turn around look at the fields, checking to see if Bobby or anything else was close by. They close was clear. And then walk to the forest for a bit the son of the school and got louder it’s almost sounded like there was more than one thing making the sound.

After a bit, I didn’t saw some thing off in a few bushes moving around it looked to be…orange?

As I walked closer to what it was, I thought it was more color sticking out of the bush, purple blue, yellow, red.

When I eventually move the bushes over to see what it was, I looked down to see about 6 to 7 ….plushies?

It was strange they look to be regular kids toys plushies but they were alive?

When one of them notice me the others as well did, and most of them squealed and run away. Only leaving one of them that seem to be a plush orange and brownish gold dog plush.

As I got on my knees to take a better look at them, he gave me a small grow, trying to be intimidating.

Hey it’s OK buddy I’m not gonna hurt you. I just wanna see what’s wrong OK?

Looking over at the plush, I see that they seem to be tangled in a bit of thorns as well as pieces of their leg and lower body having cuts from the thorns.

I move my hand closer to it, but the dog plus just growled at me and backed away. Then a yelped in pain as it pulled on the thorns.

Hey hey it’s OK it’s OK  I’m not gonna hurt you I want to help OK?

I move my hand closer to it.The plush only looked at me and fear closing his eyes, and turn its head, almost getting ready for an impact of some thing. 

Grabbing bit of thorns, and pulling them out of the dog pleasure then pick it up by its little front arms seen the damage it had.

The dog plushy’s eyes opened up and confusion, and looked at me confused as they held it up to my eye level.

See, I told you I was gonna hurt you little guy. I haven’t looked over it’s lower half seeing that had a few cuts, and even a bit of stuff in coming out.

You’re pretty banged up little guy here let me just get my sewing kit.

I didn’t held him with one hand as a thin, looked into my purse and got my mini sewing kit always brought a long since I always got my clothing stuck on the door or some thing as well as over here in the field since it was always get a river something whenever I fell or played a little bit too rough with Bobby.

They took out the needle and a School, close of a color scheme to us plush fabric. The plush then looked at me scared, and turned away at the side of the needle.

Hey, it’s OK I’m not gonna do anything to you. I’m just gonna saw these little openings you have.

After a bit, I so close to feel openings that it had one on the side of it, still make another one on the top of its hind leg, where it connects to the body base. I finish sewing and cut it off the thread.

There are more than little guy. How do you feel?

The dog place looked at me confused, and looked down at the stitches. And then grow big smile then jumped out of my hands and onto me. It started to work and rub his head against my cheek and neck.

Well, they’re little guy almost gave me a freight. Well I’ll take this as a thank you.

The little dog then looked around, for I think the others. If not, I said, the other ones were gone as well so within got off of me and went off to a few wishes to the side, it looked at me for a few seconds before running off.

YYYYYYY/NNNNNNN!

Y/N ARE YOU HEAR.

WERE ARE YOU!!

Getting up I ran over to were Bobby was. Hey wear were you?

Sorry about that I saw a butterfly and sallowed it into the forest close by. I told her as I then gave her a hug. So what’s the news? What did he decided?

Well they will let you in but, you’ll be under watch for a bit. Since there going to be causes about you.

Ok I’m fine with that. I also finished out the packet he gave me. I then when to my page getting it out and handing it to Bobby.

[userferrari]

the last four of your ranking, i’m not particularly a lewis fan but y’all seem to be in consensus with it? can you tell me why? i’m kinda new to f1. max makes sense given the rivalry and also his racist found family but what about alonso?

hi ill explain the last four (and why many people have them down there)

1) lando was down there for me personally even before he said how much he respects trump (dont know if you were watching then but trump came to a race and went to the mclaren garage and after lando won he shook hands with him and said how you just have to respect him). but ive never really liked him. he has an extremely big ego and is just v disrespectful imo. like he's always playing nice but as soon as something doesn't go his way he starts saying the most insane things, also about lewis.

this one comes to mind, and also mocking lewis when he spoke about how he didn't like the car. i think the most recent example is them being in the cooldown room, lewis going 'these cars are fast' and lando having theeee most childish reaction ?? (cant find a link rn) very offputting.

2) george is my personal op. if a plain cracker turned human it'd be him. okay so when i first started watching f1 in 2022 (i know 😓) i actually didn't mind him that much! but i always felt something was off. he's playing this nice funny teammate but something was OFF. then come around 2023 and 2024 and boom hes a snake. snide comments, begging for team orders, seemingly always having the better car or setup (lewis talked about choosing his own setup but surprisingly whenever he DID have a good weekend, during quali or at the start of the race his tyres wouldnt be ready, or suddenly the setup changed, or they fucked with time management or tyre strat, or forget his tyre blankets). then also in 2023 but esp in 2024 it became clear that hes only interested in teamwork when it benefits himself. he kept making weird comments about lewis, being generally offputting, and merc praised him for things as simple as tying his own shoe. he's fake and i hope he has no future success in his career whatsoever.

3) i understand why you'd be confused about alonso, given that hes been cosplaying as a harmless grandpa for the past seasons, but he really isnt. here are two links that id suggest checking out! he's horrible and keeps making these passive aggressive comments. his newest hit was saying that lewis doesn't get penalised as hard as him and max because of the british bias and that hes suffering from racism against spanish people. whatever you say grandpa lets get you to bed. in general a freak and not the good kind.

4) max is just all of the above combined. racist comments, ableist and racist slurs over the radio, fascist family in law. besides all of that he's also likely to just drive into you when he gets angry! I don't remember the exact race but he just decided to drive into lewis and afterwards said that he knew hed ruin his race :) cheated his way to the top with his team! im not gonna go into detail because i dont have forever and there are plenty of posts out there detailing his crimes. i have this one on hand but there are more.

[lottiesnotebook]

Happy Friday! How about ❝ Did you forget I was in here? ❞ for Rhiannon/Anders/Justice?

Thank you for the prompt, and, as always, for running the highlight of my week! This took me a while because fluff/comedy is not my strong suit, but hopefully this is fun, and a less smutty counterpart to tonight's previous Justhanders effort...

Anders/Justice/Rhiannon Hawke, fluff, domesticity, bickering, co-writing a manifesto as a love language

@pinkfadespirit | @dadrunkwriting

read me like a torn-out page

"I told you we had to make edits-"

That section is not an acceptable redaction! Justice snaps, fighting for control of the hand that holds the pen. It is vital to our overall argument!

"It's offputting," Anders retorts, "which I don't usually mind, but we do want people to actually read this manifesto when we're done-"

What purpose, Justice demands, will our manifesto serve if it does not reflect the truth in its unvarnished entirity? We both know the evils done in Circles behind closed doors-

"And if I air them on page one of the manifesto, they'll say 'well, that sounds very sad but our Templars would never dream of such a thing!'" he says, trying his best to retain control of his hand without snapping the quill within it, "We need to give them a truth they can't refute by saying 'not all Circles are cruel!'"

A delicate cough emerges from the wingback chair pulled close to the fire, which makes him jump. He hadn't realised he was speaking aloud, and even now there is an edge of fear to being caught out in such strange behaviour. Back in Kinloch Hold, talking to himself would have gotten him at least a month in solitary. Maybe worse than that, if they realised who he was talking to.

He feels Rhiannon's hand on his shoulder, her fingers freeing the much-abused quill from his grip, her lips pressing to the top of his head, and the tension bleeds out of his limbs, for him and Justice both.

"Did you forget I was in here?" she teases, and he feels his face heat.

"It's hard to keep track of you when you sneak around so effectively," he retorts, pressing a kiss to the hand on her shoulder.

Justice covers it with the hand now freed from the quill, and from Anders in his moment of distraction.

"Rhiannon," he intones, "You will settle an argument for us."

"Oh, I will, will I?" she teases, and settles into their lap, reviewing their work with a narrowed eye.

"Your previous feedback was- useful," he says, and they both feel a shudder of remembered pleasure at the thought, but that is not the topic at hand, and this time, she is not being intentionally distracting. At least, no more than she ever is. "And you have proven yourself a persuasive speaker in the past. Tell Anders that this section must remain - it is a cornerstone argument as to why Circles are fundamentally unjust."

"It will raise arguments I can't be bothered to refute and questions I don't want to answer!" Anders snaps, and immediately regrets - he never wishes to snap at Justice, however difficult his better half can be. But to write of the beatings, the solitary confinements, the rapes others from the Underground have spoken of… He does not want anyone to ask if that happened to him. Even Rhiannon.

She seems to sense his unease, cards a hand through his hair until his head falls heavy against hers. "Let me read," she instructs, cupping his chin in her hand as she hooks her legs over the arm of the chair. "Hmm. I can see your point."

"I said as much!" Justice crows, because he is seldom gracious in victory, and Rhiannon gives him a reproving peck on the corner of the mouth.

"I wasn't done," she says. "It's a compelling argument, but if anyone asks who these mages are, we can't reveal our sources without endangering them."

It's an argument precisely designed to cut through Justice's arrow-focussed logic - he feels the spirit's hesitation, and leans into the gap.

"I said as much," he echoes, smugly.

"You did not-"

"Boys," Rhiannon interruts, "if you're going to squabble, I'll take your manuscript and read it in bed, and you can go and argue in the clinic." It's an effective threat: they both fall silent.

She smiles. "Good. Now, if you wanted to retain the strength of the argument, I have some thoughts on experiences you could share without endangering anyone…"

It is, despite the arguing, a remarkably cosy way in which to change the world.

[fumifooms]

Marchil crumbs part 2

Part 1 here - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8

Unlike my other crumbs masterposts I'm gonna be doing the marchil one through different posts rather than reblogs because copy pasting my drafts would be hell. Are you surprised there are enough crumbs that this part got past 30 pics? Yeah me too ngl. Part 3 is already full too, ooh boy

Beginning vs end (chapter 23 vs chapter 96)~ Oh how far they have come

She sees him as dependable! For good reasons, despite him generally staying out of fights, but it's still nice to see her appreciating him.

More of him rushing to help her, and a bonus of the reverse:

Let's keep looking at early Chilchuck & Marcille for a bit. I'll likely repeat myself between parts of this masterpost but they really do stick together and are on the same wavelenght quite a fair bit.

I state my case once more: comrades in disgust. It's more than that too, though! Despite their differences, despite their relationship being strictly professional, despite him dreading her addition to the party at first, he truly does care about her and values her perspective on this.

Chilchuck above is straight up implying that Marcille is the moral compass of the party, and seemingly appreciates that about her.

In part 1, I mentioned how they do argue, but always talk it out and it never turns into resentment between them, but I didn't show examples. Now is the time! Let's see how they hash things out.

She's not offput by his brash demeanor and is very open to explaining. They don't typically tend to budge on the issues they debate, but they do have an earnest conversation with each other and the other doesn't fall in their esteem for it.

The biggest disagreements they've had is definitely Marcille using dark magic and the bicorn chapter, which was a both-way moment of tension between them. It was when she hassled him about a sensitive topic (his wife) and when he lied to her that he had cheated on his wife, because of that during the chapter Marcille is very cold towards him (but even then rushes to his aid and is worried for him when hurt etc etc), until he later opens up andthey have agoodlong good-natured chat about it, by the end they're both back to normal and laughing together. It's definitely the most Marcille & Chilchuck centric chapter out there, at this point give it a reread though we're running a tight ship here and it's 30 pics max.

Ok. Tangent over, back to how even though there are disagreements they don't fall in each other's esteem. Maybe it's more that they trust each other to have common sense really, which is running rare in these parts, but... When they were apprehended by Shuro’s party, Chilchuck isn’t worried about leaving Marcille by herself, unlike with Senshi and Laios. And this wasn’t a decision without weight either, because this is JUST after she has used dark magic, but her letting that information slip and landing them into trouble doesn’t even occur to him. For a good reason since Laios ends up being the one to do just that... It's as much as a confirmation as we can get that he thinks she has the most common sense and social skills out of the party

And speaking of putting stock in others: They strategize together and appreciate each other’s input very often! Part 1 already had some but here some more:

I do like how he gets to manhandle her after he gets manhandled himself so often lol. There’s also smth to be said about him having seen her as an halfling, since his type is blonde halfling women… Bonus of Marcille being the very contrary of enamored with Chilchuck's changeling form:

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She is the best wingman. Has nothing but best of intentions. She wants to know her friends aka him better!! "I’ll invite you guys to meet my family" from Chilchuck means the world and more, they’re def not just coworkers anymore and man. MAN!!! Chil breaching that bridge for her. Him doing this because he knows she really wants that, AND blushing madly... If you wanna go the extra delulu mile it's kinda like he's opening his family up to her and fully letting her in, and may I add inviting her into his family perhaps even like something resembling a proposal after which she showers him in flowers and lover's gifts and-

Tfw you need to make sure your friend doesn’t get an inflated price/you make sure your girl gets only the best. This comic means they went shopping together btw, despite how he dislikes waiting after people ♡

Nothing to say about these they're just funny:

He do be keeping an eye and an ear out for her

Part 3 is here!

With juicy tidbits such as more of Chilchuck drooling over blond hair and them interacting across a table in the golden kingdom. Very fun very fun

[capn-twitchery]

hi this is @neathyingenue! your drawing of lt. grace and capt. twitchery was so dynamic and i would love to know more about their relationship if you'd like to share 👀

OHOHO rubs my hands together--you've activated my trap card >:3 (also thank you sm!! :D♥︎) SO-

short answer: their relationship is a complicated nightmare at best, and it changes a ton over time. they meet in weird circumstances, things stay weird for a long time, & they end up "together." what that means, i have no idea, bc i think they would die before they talked about it or said they were Actually Dating

long answer: they meet when twitch rescues a very nearly dead grace from the arctic. twitch thinks this poor guy looks very haunted, which is apparently interesting enough for them to reroute the entire ship so they have an extra couple months to hound him for secrets.

upon getting back to london, they want nothing more to do with eachother: twitch got all the secrets they could, grace wants to get far away from this weirdo, preferably as soon as possible, thanks

so they part ways, for a while. grace starts working with the constables (he thinks he can help people there. poor guy) they keep giving him the unwanted jobs: drag bodies back home, sort the paperwork, stand guard outside the cells because this new inmate is chatty and it's annoying everybody else and-oh, it's twitch. of course it is.

they get talking, since there's nothing else to do, and twitch is Very Persistent. they strike a deal: grace can use his connections to get twitch on the good side of the legal records, and in return, twitch will give him free zee trips when he needs it. twitch thinks this will be basically never, since grace has nothing going on, right? so they got the better end of this deal for sure-what do you mean he's on an unhinged revenge mission to murder a fucking master of the bazaar? oh, they have got to see this.

grace is too reluctant to zail himself, has no other contacts & doesn't know anything about the neath. twitch is his only real, consistent source, and they want to see & know everything about how it's going-- this is like the most interesting story in the world to them! so they're spending a lot of time together. a weird amount of time together, really, for two people who don't spend lots of time around any one person in particular.

and it's...kind of fun? sure, twitch is very unreliable, their weirdness is still offputting to grace, sometimes-- but less than it used to be. they're nicer than he gave them credit for, smarter, and their enthusiasm is infectious. and grace is very helpful, it turns out, and it's nice to have company in the captain's cabin, and making him smile instead of looking miserable all the time starts to feel kind of like an accomplishment, and- oh, no.

they both react to their feelings about as well as you would expect: ignore them! or in twitch's case, ask the ship's surgeon to surgically remove them (and get refused. cruel.) they both deny their feelings for a long time. it could never work anyway, right? they're far too different.

except, not really. grace later finishes nemesis, and after parting (somwhat bitterly) with twitch & a brief stint at the grand geode, he realises maybe the laws here fucking suck, actually--maybe he doesn't need to uphold them to help people. lucky for him, twitch has a hell of a rivalry with the admiralty & it's only a matter of time before they cross paths again. he deserts the admiralty in the midst of a naval battle, onto twitch's ship.

til i give either of them an ending, they stay together from that point--at least, as much as they want to. old habits die hard--twitch still likes zailing off to do weird shit, twitch is still a criminal, grace is very much not (more of a vigilante, i guess.) they still can't talk about what they are, they still clash sometimes. but they make it work! captain & (honorary) first mate.

(& twitch's crew breathe a sigh of relief. bc they've been waiting for their emotional brick wall of a captain to semi admit it for at least a year)

[carnalhaus]

any more facts on praline? she has me captivated, god what a good fucking character.

here’s some stuff !!!!

praline is very charismatic, which is surprising because she’s not particularly nice. she’s just very extroverted and has this weird ability to captivate people with her weirdness. it’s cause she’s very finicky and out of the blue with conversations, if you bring up something she doesn’t wanna talk about or give her a boring answer, she’ll change the topic without even acknowledging it. she likes making conversation with strangers and asking them questions about their life and then telling them their name is stupid and whatnot, but she’s a pretty girl and she’s smiling and she looks genuine so people usually don’t know what to think.

she has middle aged man humor and i think that’s part of the reason she can’t get along with people her own age. she likes hardly know her jokes. it’s ironic to get a laugh out of older people but she genuinely finds it entertaining. she just finds weird childish and out of date things funny.

i’ve mentioned this on other platforms but praline got held back in school when she was very little because she had numerous developmental delays (due to parental neglect). she couldn’t read when she was supposed to, among other things. and even as she grew up, she had a lot of learning difficulties when it came to math and english. she was really good at science though.

a big problem for her is she’s very volatile, and can get aggressive at the drop of a hat when she feels rejected because she doesn’t know how else to express herself appropriately. if she feels rejected in any way, she can very easily reject the person back and want nothing to do with them. you do have to be very conscious of what you say and how you act around her because if you don’t know how she reacts to things, there’s a chance she can have an outburst. stat definitely understands her best and honestly it’s not very hard to keep her calm when you just listen to her. she’s also very smart and she can tell when someone thinks negatively of her, and that can set her off.

along with the last one, she’s very attention seeking. she seeks a lot of praise but since she doesn’t really get that normally due to a lot of her offputting behavior, she usually resorts to searching for negative attention. as an example, she used to hang out with older boys who were a bad influence a lot, even those who might hurt her, just so sledge could come save her if something happened and get mad at her for it. we all know how that stuff went bc he’s stupid (he is stupid and did not scold her nor offer her support) but she still does similar things sometimes currently, just to a much lesser degree.