#(you know he's probably going to die sometime within the show's run

[radioactive-earthshine]

Hi. I really enjoy your analysis and I was wondering if you could explain why Wally is so mean to Bart? Maybe mean is too strong but as you read Impulse it gets hard to read sometimes because it comes off as just bullying and not just 90s sitcom teasing.

Hello!

The most direct answer for why Wally is the way he is with Bart is simultaneously simple and complex with nuance that any reader of Wally's run should have been able to catch onto pretty easily.

And no, the answer isn't just "he's a jerk" even though yes, he is a jerk (Bart is too) but there's more to it.

1.) He was a little incredibly jealous of Don and Dawn for existing and he felt like their existence threatened his status with his Uncle Barry. We all know blood =/= family in this circle, but to Wally it meant MORE to him.

It's also important to note that Wally and Barry's relationship is unique in the greater examples of DC as Wally refers to Barry thoroughly as his uncle, and their tether together was through marriage (Iris). Even so, Wally was as close to Barry as a son, and the feelings they had were mutual. Wally was not just assigning himself a position within Barry's life erroneously, he is family. Period.

The Flash (1987) #109

Wally knows that Barry had kids (Iris told him and Bart had to come from somewhere) but when Jenni shows up we finally see his true introspection and rumbling thoughts about the situation of them - that he is jealous of them even though he's learned that Barry dies when they are young and didn't even get to have a relationship with him.

The Flash (1987) #114

Later, Wally finally gets to meet Don and Dawn in the future and things are tense between all of them at first. Wally is self conscious of his thoughts concerning them, that he is jealous, and there is some mutual jealousy between all three because the Tornado Twins, while Barry's children, grew up without him when Wally did.

Wally got to have a father/child relationship with Barry and they didn't.

The Flash (1987) #114

The Twins let this go and Wally does partially but there are other instances where Wally persists there is a rivalry between them later. For Wally the biodetermination is very much a part of his insecurities in this situation.

(also this is a side note they are not the catalyst or inspiration to the Legion of Super-Heroes but they do need to die to make way for a future to have it, Wally doesn't know this and probably just assumes they were)

The Flash (1987) #148

Wally continues to be jealous but he's emotionally intelligent enough to know it's not appropriate. It never was, now or otherwise.

So Wally's jealously and deep desire to be as close to Barry as possible manifested in some redirected tension onto Bart who is blood related to Barry.

2.) Bart reminds him of himself when he was kid, and he is ashamed of how he was.

This point is something Wally admits directly as a reason why he is so short with him.

The Flash (1987) #92

It's also extremely necessary to remember that Wally grew up with Rudy West as a father who was verbally, emotionally and physically abusive. This is where we get meta about Wally and this is more speculation because we don't have Wally on panel saying this but; Bart reminding him of himself as a kid very easily could remind Wally of that house, that relationship, that abuse and it sets him on edge. This is something that is common among trauma survivors.

3.) Wally is young, insecure, traumatized, stressed, and Bart is a lot.

Wally here is in his early 20s, and while he was shown to be in therapy in a previous issue, he still has years of trauma built up to deal with - and not all of it is due to being raised in an incredibly abusive household with Rudy West.

When Wally gets stressed, he lashes out and gets short, Bart in particular in his introductory comics stressed him out on top of the stress he was already experiencing with Kobra.

Bart in his earlier comics was utterly feral - his own high energy and inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality led to some stressful situations between him and Wally. Wally is just not equipped with the tools to deal with Bart, mostly PATIENCE, so it led to mutual aggravation.

Bart pushes, Wally pushes, Bart pushes back and it's a pretty solid circle between them.

4.) He is in fact a jerk, and it's the result of the sum of his trauma and personality. Regardless of his status as a hero, regardless that Bart and him do have good moments.

The later issues of Impulse show this very clearly.

Impulse (1995) #82

Some people prefer to interpret Wally and Bart's relationship as sibling-like where the older sibling teases the younger one - and if you do prefer this relationship between them there is nothing stopping you from doing so, but there is more nuance behind Wally's shortness with Bart and it makes him 1000% more interesting of a character.

Impulse (1995) #84

Bart calls Wally out on his behavior in one of the last few issues of his series where it ties everything together with their relationship - Bart identifies that Wally's past is what drives him to behave the ways he does with him, and it is bringing up the past and reminding Wally that he is being a scroach that he finally talks to Bart.

It was a major step in their relationship, but unfortunately, as any Bart reader knows, it did not stay this good because of the next point.

5.) Conflicting personalities add more depth to stories and generally make a story better. Bart having a grating personality and a tough relationship with the current Flash of the time was the story the writers WANTED to tell and keep intact well into Teen Titans.

Wally doesn't KNOW Bart, not really, and he never really learns enough about him due to his chronic absences in his life - so he never got to SEE him in any real depth other than during the brief moments their comics intersected. He only sees him the way he thinks he is, not the way he ACTUALLY is.

Teen Titans (2003) #1

stfu wally

Having a beloved hero figure in a story simply not believe in one of the protagonists offers a growth subplot for the writer to focus on. Unfortunately, for Bart and Wally, it was a subplot that lasted a very very long time. This conflict between them could have ended with Impulse #84 but Geoff didn't want it to, so it didn't.

So that's the general reason why Wally is the way he is. He's not a villain to Bart and they DO get along plenty of times - but at the end of the day he was also a jerk to him (Max was too but we're not getting into that right now).

[elizabeth-holland24]

The Beast Within-Chapter 8

The sound of raised voices drew a crowd near the village tavern. Pete stood in the centre of the commotion, his face flushed with anger and exhaustion. His clothes were still damp from the night spent lost in the forest, and his hand trembled as he pointed accusingly at Gaston.

“You left me to die in the woods!” Pete’s voice cracked with a mixture of fury and disbelief. “You tied me to that tree, and you rode off like a coward. Do you deny it?”

Gaston, leaning lazily against the tavern wall, wore his trademark smirk. He crossed his arms, looking every bit the hero he claimed to be. “Old man, you’re delusional. Why would I waste my time on you?”

The crowd murmured, unsure who to believe. Pete’s frantic eyes scanned the villagers, searching for anyone who might defend him.

“He’s lying! He left me there because I wouldn’t support his ridiculous plan to force my daughter to marry him. He thought he could get rid of me and no one would care!” Pete’s voice grew louder, desperation dripping from every word.

Gaston laughed, his tone dripping with condescension. “You’re embarrassing yourself, Pete. Maybe you got lost because you’re too old to find your way home. But if you’re going to make wild accusations, at least make them believable.”

Pete’s hands balled into fists. “You’re a liar and a coward. The whole village should know the truth about whom you really are!”

“The truth?” Gaston’s grin faded, replaced by a dangerous glint in his eyes. He stepped forward, his imposing figure casting a shadow over Pete. “Careful, old man. You are starting to sound a little crazy. You wouldn’t want to say something you’ll regret.”

The tension was palpable, the crowd holding its collective breath. Pete held his ground, but it was clear the confrontation had taken its toll. His body shook with anger and fear, yet he refused to back down.

“I’ll find proof,” Pete spat. “And when I do, this entire village will know exactly what kind of man you are.”

Gaston’s smirk returned, but his eyes betrayed his irritation. “Good luck with that,” he said, his tone mockingly polite. “You’re going to need it.”

As Pete turned to leave, the crowd began to disperse, their whispers filling the air. Gaston watched him go, his jaw clenched and his fists tightening at his sides. The facade of indifference he projected was starting to crack.

Back in the Castle Jake paced his room, his paws thudding softly against the stone floor. He rubbed the back of his neck, his frustration palpable. “I don’t know what to do,” he admitted, his voice low and tense. “Every time I try to do something for her, I end up making it worse. She’s hurting because of me.” Bradley, raised an eyebrow. “Jake, you didn’t cause this. Stop blaming yourself.” “Yeah,” Javy chimed in from his spot by the window. “You’re going to wear a hole in the floor with all that pacing. Just talk to her.” Jake stopped, running a hand through his hair. “But what if I say the wrong thing? What if I make it worse? She deserves better than that. Better than me.” Bradley straightened, his expression softening. “Sometimes people don’t need solutions. They just require someone to be there. Let her know it’s okay to feel what she’s feeling. Listen to her. Be her friend.” Javy nodded in agreement. “You care about her, right? Then show her. Just be there for her.” Jake exhaled, nodding slowly. “Alright. I’ll talk to her.”

In Mausis Room Jake stood outside Mausi’s door, his hand hovering uncertainly over the wood. He took a deep breath and knocked softly. “Mausi? It’s me. Look, I… I know you probably want to be alone right now, but I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt. I…” He trailed off, his nerves getting the better of him. The door creaked open, and Jake looked up to see Mausi standing there. Her eyes were red-rimmed, her expression weary but curious. She raised an eyebrow at his nervous rambling. “Jake,” she said softly, a small chuckle escaping her lips. “It’s okay.” He froze, startled by her sudden appearance. “I… I just wanted to say I’m sorry,” he repeated, his words tumbling out awkwardly. “And that… I… I mean, we were starting to be friends, weren’t we?” Mausi’s expression softened. “We were. And I don’t blame you for what happened. It’s just… a lot.” She hesitated, her voice trembling. “Finding out Pete isn’t my father… and that my mother died because of me… it’s hard not to feel like it’s all my fault.” Jake’s heart ached at the pain in her voice. He stepped closer, his tone firm but gentle. “It’s not your fault, Mausi. None of it. When I saw your mother holding you, I could see how much she loved you. You were her world. And as for your… biological father, it’s his loss. He missed out on knowing someone brave, kind, strong, and… beautiful.” Mausi’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. No one, except for Pete and Mr. Kazansky, had ever spoken to her like that. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Jake, holding him tightly. Jake stiffened at first, unaccustomed to such vulnerability. But slowly, he relaxed, his arms encircling her in return. The warmth of her embrace brought a flood of memories he’d long buried—the last time someone had hugged him like this, he’d been a child, grieving the loss of his own parents. When Mausi pulled back, she offered him a small, shy smile. “Sorry,” she murmured. “I don’t know what came over me.” Jake cleared his throat, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush. “It’s… it’s alright. Actually, I… I had an idea.” “An idea?” Mausi tilted her head curiously. “Yeah. You remember how we were talking about having some real fun? I was thinking… what if we organized a ball? Just us and everyone here. What do you think?” Mausi’s eyes lit up, but she hesitated. “A ball? I… I’ve never been to one before. What if I embarrass myself?” Jake smiled, his confidence returning. “You could never embarrass yourself. And if you’re worried, I’ll be there to lead you. We could even go together… if you want.” Her cheeks flushed, and she nodded shyly. “Okay. I’d like that.” For the first time in what felt like forever, Jake saw a genuine smile on Mausi’s face. It was enough to make his heart race, and he couldn’t help but smile back. At that moment, amidst the pain and uncertainty, there was a flicker of hope—a reminder that even in the darkest times, light could still be found.

A/N: I'm back, so I'm really sorry this chapter is so short I wanted the ball part of the story to have its own moment hence why it will be another chapter I will be uploading it in a few hours. But yeah, hope you like this chapter, and unfortunately we are reaching the end of the story I think they are like 6–7 chapters left I think. remember to like, comment or weblog and tell me your thoughts. Thank you so much for the love and support on this story. Don't forget to comment, like and reblog, so I know if you are enjoying it.  Love you guys and thanks for reading  <3

[hazyange1s]

HL Characters’ Tricks and Treats

It’s my favorite day of the year so before I go and fall into a candy/cocktail coma tonight… here’s a few ridiculous headcanons about the HL characters on Halloween 👻

Sebastian

Dresses up as something scary/clever/historical like a character from a horror novel. Definitely uses magic with his costume to make it more realistic (is that actual blood?!)

Would DIE for a haunted house. He’s the one laughing and having the time of his life at the front of the pack.

Probably asks to take a moonlit walk through a cemetery. What, it’s romantic!

He is Scottish, and they’re quite superstitious about Hallowe’en. Seb doesn’t walk across the street when he sees a black cat or anything, but he’s very respectful towards the dead (barring the aforementioned graveyard romp)

Scares everyone — teachers, his friends, Hogsmeade shopkeepers. The only person he can’t seem to get is Ominis, and it haunts him.

Would say cheesy little things to his S.O. (or friends) like “if I pull a trick on you now, will I still get a treat later?” 🙄

Ominis

Doesn’t really understand Hallowe’en or care about the holiday, but his friends love it so he goes along (begrudgingly).

Dresses up as the same thing with slight variations every year unless Sebastian can wrangle him into something else. Definitely likes classic/scary costumes i.e. vampire

The guy clinging to his friend/partner in the haunted house (usually Poppy; she doesn’t mind).

In my lore, he owns a little black cat and is highly protective of her on Halloween. Like takes her everywhere (sadly some people are known to harm black cats on this day ☹️)

Denies most party invitations because the energy is just too much. If he does come, he’s in the corner talking to like two people and drinking lmao

However, he’d secretly live for mischief night type antics and would come up with the most devious pranks. Never gets in trouble for a single one.

Garreth

Bought out Honeyduke’s by October 1. Most of it is for him and he’s in a coma by midnight.

Creates a drink that tastes like candy corn and gives you so much energy you can’t fall asleep until sunrise. Nobody in the castle sleeps that night and the professors are running around literally stopping kids from bouncing off walls.

Dresses up as a pun/something silly (obviously) or “badass”— could show up as a knight or as Merlin with a really long beard just so he can say “Merlin’s beard” fifty times. Would totally show up to class dressed as Professor Sharp and get detention for it.

Cracking jokes in the haunted house and messing with the actors until they have to kick him out.

Is either in an all-out war with Peeves or has teamed up with him to pull a practical joke on the Slytherins.

Enthusiastic pumpkin-carver and apple-bobber. Did the Monster Mash before it was cool.

Amit

Gotta be honest, can’t see him being a big fan of Halloween. He’d rather be in front of a fire writing his memoir than out with all the hooligans (aka his friends)

IF someone can manage to drag him out of the common room, chances are it’s his partner and he’s stuck to their side like glue all night. The unfortunate victim of many a prank.

Costume consists of different astronomers every year, which are remarkably detailed. Sometimes he’ll mix it up and try out a mummy or something from mythology.

Will likely refuse to step foot in the haunted house, but on the off chance he’s persuaded, Amit flinches at every little sound 😅

Knows a lot about the history of All Hallows’ Eve and will tell anyone within earshot.

Not a fan of ghosts (I mean, they are a bit unsettling), although they all seem to love him — he’s just got a soothing presence, I guess.

Natty

She didn’t grow up celebrating Halloween like everyone else did, so she could really take it or leave it. But it can be fun!

In Africa, they focus on the oldest traditions of this time of year by honoring their dead. Natsai and her mom would probably pay homage to her father.

Doesn’t wear a costume her first couple of years in Scotland, but by sixth year she’s decked out in something pretty. I could see her dressing up as a powerful female historical figure like Cleopatra or Morgan le Fay.

Honestly might go for a couples’ costume and would dutifully think of the perfect one. Always coming up with good ideas for things to do, too.

Is eerily chill in the haunted house. Nobody even sees her flinch until the very end, she’s too busy herding everyone to notice what’s going on.

Enjoys a good scare, but she doesn’t really like to scare other people (unless they deserve it).

Poppy

Her and her gran had little Halloween traditions, but she never got to fully appreciate the holiday until she started making more friends at school.

Often dressing up as some type of magical creature (shocker, I know) or a cute/whimsical being; like a unicorn or a dryad.

Is down for the count after about three Butterbeers at the end of the night and needs to be carried back to Hufflepuff common room.

Gets moderately scared at the haunted house; still braves it admirably. Is pushed to the middle of the group for protection since she’s the smallest 😂

Makes special treats for the creatures and would probably yell at anyone who tried to force their pets into costumes oop

Loves to decorate the dorm/common room with enchanted lights and wreathes and shimmery cobwebs.

Imelda

Pretends to think that Hallowe’en is ridiculous but secretly LOVES it. She’s counting down the days as soon as school starts.

It’s the day before the first Quidditch game of the year so honestly don’t be surprised if she disappears for a few hours to practice. Or makes the rest of the team join.

Has the best costumes and you’ll never guess what she’s going to show up as. One year it’s a Holyhead Harpies player, the next it’s a disturbingly convincing zombie, and another she goes as Sebastian to piss him off.

Fighting people in the haunted house. You touch her? You lose a hand. You touch Poppy? You die. She’s kicked out even before Garreth.

Has no qualms about spooking the underclassmen (watch out Zenobia) — or anyone, for that matter. Absolutely BRUTAL.

Tells a great scary story, and she can make them up on the spot. They’ll just give you nightmares for a few weeks, it’s fine.

[thepictureofjune]

The Tortured Poets Departement of schloss einstein

— relating songs to characters and relationships because in my eyes, everyone is a little sad

Hallo. Wilkommen. This is me trying to relate everything I somewhat like to my current obsession even if it does not fit at all because this is a kids show and the album is probably anything but relatable to a 12 year old, trying to find a treasure. But I tried and I tried explaining my choices. This is my very insane and over-dramatic interpretation, please just deal with me. 

Disclaimer: hab versucht, mich möglichst auf Staffel 26 und 27 Charaktere zu begrenzen, hat aber (siehe literally erstes Beispiel) manchmal besser bei früheren Charakteren oder Beziehungen gepasst. Btw would love it if anyone could find people to relate the missing songs to. (my chronic rewatching kinda failed me in the end…)

Fortnight - Till und Martha (Staffel 23)

And for a fortnight there, we were forever Run into you sometimes, ask about the weather Now you're in my backyard, turned into good neighbors Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary And I love you, it's ruining my life I love you, it's ruining my life I touched you for only a fortnight I touched you, but I touched you

For me this fits within the whole Martha Kasimir Till drama and obviously the somewhat enemies to lovers arc Martha and Till had going on. How probably liking Martha ruined Tills life more than it already was because when they kissed for the first time, she was still dating Kasimir and that, of course, ensured a lot of issues probably. 

The Tortured Poets Department - Nesrin und Annika (Staffel 27!)

But you're in self-sabotage mode Throwing spikes down on the road But I've seen this episode and still loved the show Who else decodes you? And who's gonna hold you like me? And who's gonna know you, if not me? I laughed in your face and said "You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we'rе modern idiots" (...) Sometimes, I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me But you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave And I had said that to Jack about you, so I felt seen Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be 'Cause we're crazy So tell me, who else is gonna know me?

We get introduced to them as these two best friends who are never really seen without each other. Annika knows Nesrin and Nesrin knows Annika and no one is ever going to get in between them, right? Because then it changes and we get the whole fight of Nesrin not really seeming to know Annika all that well anymore, them constantly fighting because maybe after all, all they had was the pranks they did together and what is their friendship beyond that? What is their friendship now?

Down Bad - Noah und Colin aus Noahs Sicht (Staffel 27 post 1062)

For a moment, I knew cosmic love Now I'm down bad, cryin' at the gym Everything comes out teenage petulance "Fuck it if I can't have him" "I might just die, it would make no difference" Down bad, wakin' up in blood Starin' at the sky, come back and pick me up Fuck it if I can't have us I might just not get up, I might stay

Did you take all my old clothes Just to leave me here, naked and alone In a field in my same old town That somehow seems so hollow now? They'll say I'm nuts if I talk about The existence of you

I loved your hostile takeovers Encounters closer and closer All your indecent exposures How dare you say that it's— I'll build you a fort on some planet Where they can all understand it How dare you think it's romantic Leaving me safe and stranded 'Cause fuck it, I was in love So fuck you if I can't have us

So Noah kinda knows he likes Colin now, knows that he misses Colin but what if Colin doesn’t miss him? What if Colin already moved on? Nothing would make sense anymore. He lost his best friend and for what? Only to be alone in the end?

Because right now, for all Noah knows, Colin might still be mad at him. 

So Long, London - Noah und Colin aus Colins Sicht (Staffel 27 post 1056) 

I saw in my mind fairy lights through the mist I kept calm and carried the weight of the rift Pulled him in tighter each time he was driftin' away My spine split from carrying us up the hill Wet through my clothes, weary bones caught the chill I stopped tryna make him laugh, stopped tryna drill the safe Thinkin', "How much sad did you think I had Did you think I had in me?" Oh, the tragedy

So long, London You'll find someone For so long, London Stitches undone Two graves, one gun I'll find someone And you say I abandoned the ship But I was going down with it My white-knuckle dying grip Holding tight to your quiet resentment And my friends said it isn't right to be scared Every day of a love affair Every breath feels like rarest air When you're not sure if he wants to be there You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? I died on the altar waitin' for the proof You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days And I'm just getting color back into my face I'm just mad as hell 'cause I loved this place

But Daddy I Love Him - Julia Sponer (Staffel 25 u 26) 

Too high a horse for a simple girl To rise above it They slammed the door on my whole world The one thing I wanted Now I'm runnin' with my dress unbuttoned Scrеamin', "But, Daddy, I love him I'm havin' his baby" No, I'm not, but you should see your faces I'm tellin' him to floor it through thе fences No, I'm not coming to my senses

This one is mainly for the dramatics of the song, of playing the part and of Julia wanting to take a path (acting) that is usually not really met with great immediate success. 

Fresh Out The Slammer - Lucky und Paulina (Staffel 11 u 12) 

Gray and blue and fights and tunnels Handcuffed to the spell I was under For just one hour of sunshine Years of labor, locks, and ceilings In the shade of how he was feeling But it's gonna be alright, I did my time Now, pretty baby, I'm runnin' back home to you Frеsh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to Camera flashes, welcome bashes, get the matches Toss the ashes off the ledge As I said in my letters, now that I know better I will never lose my baby again

Give me one couple in the entirety of Schloss Einstein that screams Partners in Crime better than they do. (also give me one modern character that would be looked at like a criminal - they don’t do them like that anymore) 

Florida!!! - Joyce Simon (Staffel 24 u 25)

Little did you know your home's really only A town you're just a guest in So you work your life away just to pay For a time-share down in Destin (...) The hurricane with my name when it came I got drunk and I dared it to wash me away Barricaded in the bathroom with a bottle of wine Well, me and my ghosts, wе had a hell of a time Yes, I'm hauntеd, but I'm feeling just fine

One character who never quite seemed to feel at home, who had a friend and still fled the country, who has never had a home because family was always foreign. 

Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me? - Joshua Hockenbrink (Staffel 27) 

The who's who of "Who's that?" is poised for the attack But my bare hands paved their paths You don't get to tell me about "sad" (...) Crash the party like a record scratch as I scream "Who's afraid of little old me?" You should be The scandal was contained The bullet had just grazed At all costs, keep your good name You don't get to tell me you feel bad Is it a wonder I broke? Let's hear one morе joke Then we could all just laugh until I cry (...) So tell me everything is not about me But what if it is? Then say they didn't do it to hurt me But what if they did? I wanna snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me So all you kids can sneak into my house with all the cobwebs I'm always drunk on my own tears, isn't that what they all said? That I'll sue you if you step on my lawn That I'm fearsome and I'm wretched and I'm wrong

A birthday party organized simply to taunt him, the usually slightly mean behavior that drives everyone away and makes you think he is nothing more than rude, nothing more than a villain. But he’s also the boy that seems to want nothing more than to find a place that accepts him. 

loml - Leon und Io aus Leons Sicht (Staffel 27 post 1064) 

We embroidered the memories of the time I was away Stitching, "We were just kids, babe" I said, "I don't mind, it takes time" I thought I was better safe than starry-eyed I've felt a glow like this never before and never since (...) You holy ghost, you told me I'm the love of your life You said I'm the love of your life About a million times Who's gonna tell me the truth when you blew in with the winds of fate (...) I wish I could unrecall How we almost had it all Dancing phantoms on the terrace Are they second-hand embarrassed That I can't get out of bed

I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - Massuda Phanit (Staffel 26 u 27)

I can read your mind "She's having the time of her life There in her glittering prime The lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every night" I can show you lies 'Cause I'm a real tough kid I can handle my shit They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it 'til you make it" and I did Lights, camera, bitch, smile Even when you wanna die Breaking down, I hit the floor All the piеces of me shatterеd as the crowd was chanting, "More" I was grinnin' like I'm winnin' I was hittin' my marks I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday every day

Massuda is glitter, she is smiles in the camera, she is organizing parties and loud music and dancing and…She is also the parents that don’t accept her if she doesn’t have good grades. She is also the one who has to hide her true self whenever her parents turn up. 

Clara Bow - Marlon to Simon (Staffel 27)

"You look like Clara Bow In this light, remarkable All your life, did you know You'd be picked like a rose?" I'm not trying to exaggerate But I think I might die if it happened Die if it happened to me No one in my small town Thought I'd see the lights of Manhattan Take the glory, give everything Promise to be dazzling

This might seem a wee bit crazy but hear me out! Marlon likes Nesrin but he also thinks Nesrin likes Simon. And he knows Simon is probably better at this whole liking someone and flirting with them thing that he will ever be because after all, he’s just the kid with the star bread.

— june🪐

(the anthology comes in a separate part bcs else this is too long to read - it already prob is)

[decaf-mother]

"Sweetly Crimson"

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MDNI

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Inspired by @silverzoomies 'Monster Mash' (Please check out their writing- it's literally incredible)

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Peter Maximoff x F!Reader

Vampire!Reader

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Warnings: Blood, Possibly OOC Peter

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You had grown rather close to the speedster, his playful demeanor dragged you in like a magnetic force. Sure- he was a bit much at times but it was quite cute.

He doesn't know your secret though and if you were being honest- part of you considered never telling him. How would he react?

You'd certainly just die (again) if he were to freak out and leave you... You'd rather crawl into a coffin and never come out- classic vampire from movies mode activated.

Your poor speedy boy just doesn't get it- why do you never want to hang out at night time? It's like every single night you have other plans. He can't help but wonder what you're getting up to.

Curiosity killed the cat.... Well, clearly the cat wasn't fast enough, right?

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You feel as though you're going to literally starve- and you just might. You have been so busy lately that you carelessly forgot you needed more packs of blood... You aren't about to go out and feed from some random person like a monster! Plus, who knows what diseases they might have... Ew. No way you're chomping on that.

Little did you know that Peter was going to be paying you a surprise visit, several thoughts running through his head at warp speed... He swears his skull is just a jar full of especially spastic bees.

This is a bad idea.

A more rational voice chimes in within Peter's mind, however he figures it's too late to turn back now... Just let's see if you're home, right? I mean... Not like you're doin' some freaky shit- right?

Without anymore thought his hand makes contact with the wood of your door, met with such an eerie silence that all he can hear is the chirping of crickets. He glances around your home and notices the faint glow of a lamp through the window...

"Hey, babe? Ya home?"

Weird... Felt like a chill just crawled up his spine.

Meanwhile you're crouched in the kitchen having hunger pains, hearing Peter's voice creates an internal battle of your own.

He can't see you like this... No... But- you're so hungry... And he always smells so sweet...

A few more knocks and you can't take it, feet carrying you before logical sense can kick in and tell you to stay away. Peter looks a bit startled when you open the door to let him in, his deep brown eyes widening slightly, silvery hair caught in the glow of the nearby street lamp. Woah, he didn't even hear your footfalls as you came to the door. Kinda creepy.

"Uh... Are ya alright? You look a bit under the weather there..."

"I'm fine. Come in."

He does not like how you're looking at him, the way your eyes keep fixating on the side of his neck, it looks like you're about to make a meal out of him... And not in the kinky way.

But- you're his friend. So, even with your concerning behavior he still decides to come in. Your house looks pretty normal, a few decorations here and there...

"Peter, I need to tell you something."

"Yeah? What is it? Don't tell me you're pregnant or somethin'."

He tries to lighten the mood with a joke, you always love his sense of humor or out place comments... Even when they sometimes don't fully make sense. However for once his joke falls flat- like totally crashed and burned.

He swallows nervously locking eyes with you, that same chill crawling up his spine again.... He could just make a break for it, y'know... But what kind of friend would he be if he ditched you like that? After coming here at night unannounced? Dick move.

"I'm a vampire."

You just went for it- deciding that ripping the band-aid off would be easier. He just kinda stands there and stares at you before laughing a bit, stuffing his hands into his pockets... It's October. Of course this is all just some silly prank to scare him!!! You probably decided to do this after he showed up at night like a weirdo.

"Very funny... Ya almost got me! I'm a little too quick for that though-"

"I'm not kidding."

"C'mon- just..."

He trails off while searching your expression and you seem completely serious... However he's just not buying it.

"Okay then... How come ya can come out during the day?"

"That's just an old tale..."

You sigh while gazing into his skeptical eyes, Peter would believe a lot of things but this just was not one of them. There's no way in hell his friend is a vampire!!! How could you hide something like that???

"Do you want me to prove it?"

This gains his interest slightly and you open your mouth, canines sharpened into obvious fangs. He leans back a bit with a baffled expression.

"Nah... No way. Those cannot be real."

You're starving and having to deal with Peter... Great. Why couldn't you have just not opened the door? Pretended to be asleep?

"Do you want me to fuckin' bite you?!?"

A long silence hangs in the air and that sweetness finds its way to your nose again, the temptation that dragged you to the door to begin with. You can't do that to him...

Saliva pools in your mouth and your pupils visibly dilate, you try to redirect your attention but he simply moves in closer.

"Ya mean it, don't you...? You're a vampire?"

There's a hesitant nod and you feel his hand gently brush against your face, guiding you to look up at him and meet his gaze, you can see there's so many questions lurking...

"Ya drink blood...? Gross."

Ah yes... Thanks, Peter. We were having a moment.

"Wow, dude."

You huff and lightly swat his hand and he chuckles a bit, he was a bit bothered at first by the fact you hadn't told him and all that but... He can kinda see why you'd keep it a secret. It's a big deal.

"I mean- come on. Suckin' on people like human juice boxes is kinda gross, babe."

"For your information I don't drink from people. I get blood bags."

That... Just raised so many more questions...

"But I ran out and I'm kinda starving..."

"Wait, wait, wait... Are ya actually askin' to take a bite outta me??? I guess if ya really need too..."

He trails off slightly and he's clearly uncertain about the whole thing, he doesn't exactly like the idea of getting drained like a big live smoothie.

"It won't be that bad... I promise..."

He smells so sweet...

You close in on him and he quickly moves out his hands, he could so easily just dart away and there would be no way for you to catch up but... He just can't do that to you. His hands hover over your sides and he prepares himself.

A slight sting meets his skin as your fangs sink into his neck... Oh crap... He should've asked if this would turn him. Wait- could you drain him dry??? Oh shit why didn't he think this through-

His mind speed runs several worse case scenarios before finally a different sensation sets in, it actually starts to feel kind of good... Your mouth latched onto his warm skin, feeling the thick liquid meet your tongue and the soft vibration of Peter's contented hum.

He tastes so much better than any other blood you've ever had, like crimson candy flowing down your throat. You're dragged back to reality though as you feel him begin to slump back against the wall, quickly you retract your fangs and pull away.

"Shit... Are you okay?"

"Yeah... Yeah. I've lost more blood than that before, don't worry bout' it."

You snort out a soft chuckle at his little grin, still a bit of concern lingers in your eyes though. He raises his hand touching the fang marks on his neck, a flicker of wonder in his eyes.

"So, did I taste good?"

"Gross."

"Aw, c'mon..."

-

{I know the ending is abrupt and not good but I tried.}

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{More Content}

[unnursvanablog]

And now it has arrived!

One of my most anticipated sageuks of the year, Queen Woo - but it has been on my tbw list for AGES because all I really needed to know is that is was a historical drama with Ji Chang Wook in it and I am not about to pass the opportunity to witness that again. I adored him in Warrior Baek Dong Soo (the lighter and more campy version of My Country also starring my all time fav Yoo Seung Ho) and in Empress Ki (which was the first looooong historical kdrama that I stuck around with and watch from beginning to end).

Also, it's not a sageuk set during the Joseon times… which is honestly just such a breath of fresh air. We get so many of them. I adore a lot of them, but Korean history also has so many other stories to draw inspo from.

That was sort of all I sort of knew about it before I went into it. I knew it was about Queen Woo and how she married one of her husbands brothers and was fighting to keep the throne after her husband died. I didn't know it was rated 19 for violence and… nudity, but that isn't really something that bothers me all that greatly if it just works with the story. I doubt this show is going to go all Game of Thrones on us and just show that sort of stuff in there just because.

If anything those scenes that we got actually just sort of amused or make me go… sure, ok.

And since I knew Ji Chang Wook would die (very sad, I wanted to watch him in all his sageuk glory for 8 episodes) so I spent the entire first episode just expecting him to drop dead and just exit the story every moment that he appeared on screen. But we are seeing quite a bit of him, and he seems to have a much bigger role within the story than I thought he would, which I am glad about. I was expecting a very kickass guest role or a cameo or something.

This show so far, I am on ep 2 because I am in my heart and soul not a binge watcher and I prefer to watch my kdramas on a slow but steady pace, and it is sort of the standard sageuk fare… with some added sex which we see way more in like historical movies but not in dramas. But with 8 episodes this will probably just feel like one long, epic movie anyway. It seems to have that sort of feel to it.

There is some scheming old men who want a better position or they want a better way to rule the country without really being on the throne and having to deal with stuff that comes with being a king. They want to rule from the shadows so to speak. There are ladies who want to be queen and scheme and plot to try to get to that position and so forth. it got flashbacks to the times they were kids and it got a man with a heart of gold (probably, or that is how it starts out) who is also a bit of a scoundrall running through the streets, jumping on roofs etc. It's a sageuks, you are having a fun time, you are pretending that you are learning some history and it's bloody and gory, it has Ji Chang Wook looking moody and sometimes covered in blood… what's not to enjoy.

It's all very standard for the genre, but I was very much entertained through it all... or the first two episodes. I just really enjoy this sort of more serious toned historical dramas. The politics can be dry, sure, but if one does it well and have enough of multi-layered and complex characters where we understand everyone's motives and such it actually is a very fun time.

I do think the drama is still very much setting the scenes in episodes 2 and we are still getting to know the main players. And I am still very much learning their names. There are some interesting characters there, like the priestess lady and the lady, the queens sister no less, one who accidentally killed the king because she wanted to fuck him, as well as Queen Woo and the former kings closest advicer, but they aren't the most complex characters yet, but with time they could be.

The queen, who is our main character and the main player in all of this, is somewhat of a girlboss female character and idk if she was adapted that way, of being this girl who wants to be a general but can't because she is a girl, for modern audience or if she was actually like that. But I do find her to be a character who is more than that and she is someone who is easy to root for. And I am excited for her politics and her plots and more of her backstory.

[daydreamsandafternoonteafics]

Let's Pretend It's Love- Chapter 7

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“Bugger.” I cursed running a hand through my hair that was beginning to need a trim as I rummaged through my very empty and very disorganized pantry.

Ollie purred loudly as he rubbed against my bare feet. He was telling me he was hungry and I’d just opened the pantry to discover that I was all out of his dry food. It was Friday night there was a hungry cat nipping at my toes and I really didn’t feel like running to a Tesco. I shrugged grabbing a box of Lucky Charms I was certain weren’t stale and dumping the rest of the box’s contents in Ollie’s favorite green bowl. Sometimes when I ran out of food for Ollie I substituted with cereal. If a hardcore animal activist found out about this they’d probably rip my head off but I’d done it several times before. It’s cheaper than cat food and Ollie loved the marshmallow bits. I know, I’m a horrible cat Mum.

I was in a pleasant mood tonight considering that tomorrow was Saturday and I had a much needed day off from work. The last few days at work had been rough. Most people (namely my mum) did not take my job seriously but in total honestly, retail is hell. People were stupid, rude and just about any other word you could think of and I had to deal with loads of them. The more I worked at Jess’ shop the more I began to hate people and the more I began considering moving far away into the Swiss Alps without telling anyone.

I’d planned to spend a quite weekend to myself away from everyone I knew. I might just lock myself into my room all weekend or maybe I might actually do something for a change like bake something or go window shopping. The possibilities were endless.

One I saw that Ollie seemed content with his Lucky Charms, I trudged over to my small sofa and plopped down grabbing my laptop that was on the coffee table. Time to find another Netflix series I can binge watch while I think about what take away would tickle my fancy. After sometime of skimming over my show choices (that were very limited since I’d already watched a vast majority of them) I decided that I’d die for Indian food tonight. Curry was a weakness of mine. I was such a regular customer at the small restaurant a few blocks away from my flat that I had their number programed in my phone. As I grabbed my mobile from in between the couch cushions I noticed a few missed text messages all from Penny. Oh boy, this better be good.

Hey Pres! Whatcha doing tonight?

I groaned. Don’t tell me she’s got some wedding plans to share with me. If so, the hell starts now. It took me a few minuets but I eventually replied.

Nothing. Why?

Within a little less than a minuet Penny replied.

Liam and I thought it would be fun if you lot came over tonight. We’re having game night. It’s going to be pretty wicked!

Confusion kept me from rolling my eyes. Who’s the you all ? Last time I checked I was a party of one. I walk alone

Who’s you lot?

Once again Penny wasted no time in replying. I was honestly beginning to worry about her. She obviously must stare at her phone all day.

You and Harry, silly! Did you guys break up or something?

Shit! I forgot all about Harry. I hadn’t even talked to him since our night at the pub. That was a stupid slip up. I have to get used to the fact that Harry’s apart of my life for the time being. Otherwise this whole scheme will blow up in my face.

No. You failed to specify. What time?

I nervously chewed my lip hoping Penny didn’t catch me in my lie.

How’s 8:30 sound, yeah?

I looked at the clock. It was 7:15. I had a little over an hour to locate Harry and make myself presentable. Damn you Penny.

I’ll see what we can do.

I practically flew off the couch in a panic. Why does Penny always come up with these spontaneous plans and why does Harry have to come along? Why can’t she and Liam just have their stupid game night by themselves? I quickly scrolled through my contacts and found Harry’s name. Any other time I would have texted him but not tonight. I didn’t have time to wait on him to reply. I needed to get a hold of him right this minuet. I tucked my lip between my teeth and tried to stay as calm as possible while listening to that bloody awful dial tone. I’d never hated it this much until now.

“Hello?”

I could have jumped in excitement after hearing that familiar drawl. His voice sounded a little raspier than usual. He almost sounded out of breath.

“Where are you?” I blurted over the receiver. There was a slight static on the other line.

“Lovely to hear from you too, Presley. I’m takin a jog. Why?” Harry retorted.

I sighed. “My sister is having game night at her and Liam’s flat. She invited us and I don’t think she’ll take no for an answer.” I replied as I headed to my bedroom in search of something to wear. Great. Harry went for a jog. That just eats up more time.

“You wanna meet me somewhere?” He questioned before clearing his throat.

I sighed. “No. I’ll text you my address and you can pick me up. Just be here before 8:15.” I instructed.

“Alright, love. See ya.“

"Yeah bye."With one click the conversation was over and I resumed my task of getting dressed. I’m such a massive mess.

At 8:15 on the dot there was a loud knock on my door. Oh God. Harry’s one of those punctual people. It was a good thing I was actually dressed and ready to go. If Harry didn’t have to pick me up would have stuck to my fashionably late rule.

I sauntered over to the door not bothering to look in the peephole before opening the door. Just as I expected there stood Harry with his worn lucky boots. To my surprise he’d ditched the flamboyant patterns for a black tee and jeans. The same black hat from the first night we’d gotten together over drinks sat on top of his wild curls. I don’t know why Harry didn’t dress like this on a regular basis. A simplistic sense of style boosted his attractive factor about ten percent.

"Hi.” I greeted dryly tossing my handbag over my shoulder. A slow smile crept over Harry’s face as his green eyes scanned the length of me. I didn’t know how to feel under his gaze.

“Hi. That’s a lovely color on you. You should wear it more often.” He declared gesturing to my maroon colored playsuit.

“Uh, thanks. Black’s a nice color on you.” I complemented awkwardly. Harry grinned a, dimple denting his left cheek. “

Black’s your favorite color. I remembered.” He replied proudly.

He wore black because it was my favorite color? Strange but I guess that’s what fake boyfriends do.

Even though Harry and I had gotten to know each other more over drinks at the pub there was still that awkward silence between us as I gathered my keys and locked up my flat. I guess we were a little better after that night but we still had a long way to go.

“So, ready to crush Penny and Liam tonight? I’m quite competitive when it comes to games.” Harry announced as we approached the lift.

I smiled for the first time tonight since being forced into Penny, Liam and Harry’s company. “You’re competitive, Styles?” I questioned raising an eyebrow whilst pressing the elevator’s down button.

He shrugged. “I can get kinda nasty sometimes.” The words causally slipped out of his mouth and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I don’t believe you. I reckon there’s not a mean bone in your body.

” Harry smirked. “You’ll see.” He replied. The elevator chimed and I grinned.

Tonight might actually be fun after all.

*****

It was 8:39 by the time Harry and I arrived at Penny and Liam’s flat. London traffic along with Harry being very adamant about slowing down on yellow contributed to our tardiness. Penny didn’t seem to mind though, she seemed extra excited to see us when she appeared at her front door in a purple dress that almost looked fit for a cocktail party instead of an indoor game night.

“It’s so great to see you again, Harry!” Penny announced happily as she led Harry and I into the lounge of her flat. It had been a while since Penny and Liam had invited me over, so long that I hardly remembered what the place looked like. The walls were a nice cream color and the living room had a lot of earthy tones. All the furniture was modern. I could imagine Penny and Liam being one of those couples who changed their throw pillows ever so often and rearranged the furniture every month. Mr.&Mrs. Von Sway.

“Likewise. Lovely place you have here.” Harry replied politely making himself comfortable on the sofa. I sat next to him snuggling up to his torso. He smiled whilst draping a long arm around his shoulders. The magic starts here. We were sitting dangerously close to one another our thighs were touching and I could smell Harry’s after shave and for the first time since knowing him I realized he was in great shape. His abs felt like a rock next to my frail body. Penny smiled at us and she took a seat in one of the chairs facing the sofa.

“Thank you. You two are so cute! Liam should be out of the kitchen with the food. He made most of it himself. If you like it don’t tell him it’s good, please.” Penny begged. Almost as if on cue Liam emerged from the kitchen carrying a tray of various foods with a huge, goofy grin on his face.

“You made it! Great you see you again, mate.” He greeted Harry placing a large bowl of what looked like guacamole on the coffee table in front of us.

“Same here.” Harry replied with a smile.

I cleared my throat very loudly and very dramatically.

“Aren’t you forgetting someone, Leeyum?” I asked coyly.

He smirked. “I can’t lie and say I’m happy to see you, Presley. I reckon I like your boyfriend more.” Liam replied. I gasped

“You meet him one time and love him and you’ve know me for how long? After all I’ve done for you and this is how you repay me? I’m the reason you have a future wife.” I replied pretending to be offended.

Liam chuckled sitting in the chair adjacent to Penny. “Just kidding, you know I love ya. Especially for leading me to my future wife.” He replied sweetly. I smiled. I was so thankful that there was no bad blood between Liam and I. It was almost as if we’d never dated.

“So, what games have you guys got for us tonight?” Harry questioned helping himself to a handful of the fruit on the table.

I rolled my eyes. “You have to excuse him. he’s a wee bit competitive when it comes to this type of stuff. Still trying to redeem himself from all those primary school losses.” I spoke gently patting Harry’s knee. Penny grinned.

“Li and I love a good competition. We were going to play Scrabble but since Harry wants competition we can play charades!”

I cringed. I always hated charades. In addition to that I was a total hermit. I never played games in group settings.

“Ooo, keen idea. I’ll go get the board.” Liam announced hoping from his seat. He came back in what literally felt like seconds with a large easel with a large notebook of paper. Harry smirked at me before popping a piece of cantaloupe in his mouth.

“They’re so not ready for this, babe.” He mumbled.

Yeah? Neither am I.

“Okay let’s split into two teams. We should come up with team names!” Penny suggested giddily.

Liam’s brown eyes lit up. “We should call ourselves the Payne Train!” Liam suggested.

Penny gasped. “It’s genius. I love it, honey!”

I gazed over at Harry who sent me a wide smirk. His green eyes seemed to dance with amusement making it obvious he was thinking the same thing I was thinking. We both burst into laughter.

“What’s so funny?” Penny asked.

I chortled. “Your team name. It sounds so overtly sexual. Is that your nickname for Liam’s willy?” I questioned tears forming in the corner of my eyes. I nudged Harry who was laughing harder this time. Penny and Liam turned a shade of red I didn’t know existed. Penny rolled her eyes.

“Whatever. What would you call yourselves then?” She questioned folding her arms across her chest.

“Our team name is We’re The Bestest cuz we’re gonna run your little Payne Train off the tracks.” Harry, who’d recovered from his laughing fit replied darkly. I liked his attitude even though I knew I would screw it up.

Liam scoffed. “Talk is cheap, mate. Let’s get on with it.”

Let’s just say I would have rather preferred it if Harry hadn’t talked so much dirt. Charades was a lost hope. Liam and Penny were practically murdering Harry and I at the game. Neither one of our drawing skills were that good but I was horrid about guessing Harry’s hints. He’d made a bloody idiot of himself as he furstratedly stomped around practically begging me through body language to guess correctly. Liam and Penny seemed to know guess each other’s hints correctly every time. There were more mentally in sync than Penny and I were and we were twins. It was creepy actually.

“No fooking way!” Harry exclaimed while Penny and Liam did this weird victory dance in celebration of scoring another point. Even though Harry and I were losing miserably, I was having a great time. His competitive side was quite entertaining.

“Alright, We’re The Bestest (yeah right) you have one last shot to score one point. Either way, Payne Train still wins!” Liam declared in his best impersonation of a TV show host. I rolled my eyes.

“You can hang that up, mate. We forfit.” I replied.

Harry’s green eyes grew wide. “What?!? We’re not going down with out a fight, Presley.” He replied firmly. Gosh. It’s not even that serious.

“Whatever Harry. It’s your turn to draw, let’s get on with it.” I replied dryly. Harry hopped up from the couch, cracking his knuckles before approaching the board. He snatched the marker from Liam’s hand and held up fingers.

“That’s easy, two words.” I replied. He nodded his head vigrously before moving his wrist in a sort of twisting motion. I’d seen Penny and Liam do this before when it was there turn. I trapped my lip between my teeth. “Movie?” I questioned. Harry grinned and I assumed I was correct.

He then drew what appeared to be a slope or something, perhaps a hill? The next thing Harry drew was a stick figure who appeared to be sleeping.

“Ugh, this is so easy!” Penny scoffed.

I narrowed my eyes at her. “This is my guess, thank you!” I retorted. I knew she was only trying to distract me. Hill. Sleep.

“Sleepy village? Oh, I know! Sleepy Hollow!” I guessed. Harry furrowed his brows and shook his head while Liam chuckled. He then furiously drew a heart and two stick figures. It has to be a romantic movie then. About hills and sleep? I suck at this. This is exactly why Harry and I have like zero points.

“You have five minuets left, Presley.” Liam taunted.

“Leave me alone, Li”

I bet he was distracting me on purpose.The living room was silent and it was almost as if everyone was watching me. Penny and Liam were just waiting on me to loose and Harry was nearly begging me to get it right. So much pressure. Okay, I can do this. Think hard. A romantic movie about sleep and hills. I know I’ve seen this before. I think I was forced to watch it with Penny. Julia Roberts was in it I think. I can take a stab at this.

“Is it Notting Hill?”

Harry grinned widely displaying his dimples. “YES! FINALLY! YES!” He shouted literally snatching his hat off his head and throwing it on the ground.

“Yes!! We got a poooint!” I shouted hopping up from my seat. Even though I didn’t care about wining, Harry and I had been the underdogs all night while Penny and Liam rubbed it in our face. I was pretty damn excited about that one point. Harry came over and without any warning picked me up. Bridal style. I was startled but too surprised and excited to react.

“You did such a good job!” Harry exclaimed whilst spinning me around. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck to keep myself from falling out of his strong arms.

“That was too easy!” Penny protested.

“It doesn’t matter. She got it right, didn’t she?” He challenged.

I shot Penny a victorious smirk. “My boyfriend and I are amazing. You’ve gotta give us or credit for that.” I declared. “

Well, either way Payne Train still wins! We’re unstoppable!” Liam exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes.

“Help me with the dishes, love?” Penny asked Liam once the excitement died down. Of course Liam didn’t even hesitate to agree. I swear that woman’s working some kind of black magic on him.

Penny and Liam had long gone in the kitchen and Harry was still standing there holding me in his arms. For as long as we’d been standing it that position I was afraid his knees would give out and we’d both topple to the floor. I’m not the lightest girl in the world.

“Y-you can put me down now, Harry.” I declared shyly.

Harry’s handsome face flushed red. “Oh, right. Sorry.” He gently placed me back on the ground and I straightened my outfit before looking up to meet Harry’s cheeky grin. “You and me; we make a great team. Don’t cha think?” He questioned. A slow smile spread over my face.

“Yeah. I reckon so.”

[andrewminyardapologist]

A Kevin Day hc I assume I'm not the first to have:

We see Kevin drinking during the course of the series. Often, he uses it to relieve extreme anxiety, like when Wymack handed him a bottle of liquor at the banquet and told him "you have ten seconds, go."

(While that's really funny, it also shows how MUCH Kevin drinks because I think he got half a bottle down in that time. In a liter of vodka there is somewhere around 25-30 standard drinks I believe? So that would put anyone without a drinking problem on their ASS. I was a heavy drinker for several years of my life, to the point where I could be blackout drunk and act sober. I am a lot smaller than Kevin, but that would probably put me into a coma if I didn't space it out over a couple of hours. Not mention Kevin was not appearing to be drunk during the banquet. So this leads me to believe he drinks a LOT. More than we see.)

The other time we see Kevin drink is at Eden's, and around the other Foxes for card games or bonding nights. Things that make it easy to not spiral into a dark place because of the alcohol.

He's also very drunk when he gets the chess piece tattoo, and is alone that time, drowning in memories. That was SUCH a huge deal for him. And, he was ALONE.

This is why I think that Kevin probably spends a lot of nights getting wasted by himself. While outwardly he is often very analytical in terms of things like exy and relating to other people, for example his apathy regarding Seth's death or Neil's injuries. Internally, however, he is an extremely emotionally intense person.

This comes out only when he is around really significant trauma triggers, essentially only when Riko is mentioned or when he has to see him in person.

A lot of people joke that Kevin is a coward, but I don't think he is. I think the amount of abuse that happens at the Nest is so intense that the fact Kevin can be in the same room as Riko at all proves how strong he is.

I think what drives him more than fear is grief, that's buried so deep down he can't see it until he's wasted. Riko was his abuser, but they were also inseparable. It's hard to reconcile that.

Kevin is grieving the loss of a brother, he is coming to terms with the fact that someone he cared for so deeply, who was such a large part of his life, could betray him in all of the ways he did. He is grieving the fact that he left Jean there, knowing how horribly Riko treats him.

It is to the point where he needs Andrew to ground him to the Foxes, to not run back there for all of the things he has lost.

I think there are a lot of moments readers didn't get to see where Kevin gets really drunk and can't help but sob. Quietly, into a pillow, somewhere where he's alone and no one can hear. I think when that happens, he either finds Andrew or Andrew finds him.

Andrew doesn't comfort Kevin. Doesn't try to. He just listens to the sounds and if Kevin wants to talk he lets him, even though it's basically unintelligible or sometimes it's in French. Andrew takes the bottle from him and puts it out of reach when Kevin is getting too drunk to not get alcohol poisoning.

Andrew makes sure Kevin gets to bed and leaves a puke bucket within reach. For his sake, not Kevin's. On the worst nights, he's stayed up to make sure Kevin doesn't die in his sleep.

They never speak of this. Andrew doesn't know if Kevin remembers, but he does in bits and pieces. And he seeks Andrew out enough times for Andrew to know his presence is wanted and not an intrusion.

I think when he finally gets sober, Andrew is there for him like that too. Just a presence. Instead of keeping Kevin from returning to Riko, he keeps him grounded when he wants nothing more than to drown himself in a bottle of something. Years down the line, on the rare nights Kevin contemplates breaking his sobriety, he video calls Andrew.

Andrew always answers, and rarely talks. Kevin might say one or two things, but mostly they just sit there together on the phone, Kevin knowing Andrew will come after him if he thinks Kevin is relapsing. Kevin will get a look on his face when the urges get bad, and Andrew will see it and simply say "no," and for some reason that's always enough to drag him back.

[justonemorewallflower]

Bruises

Fandom: Battlestar Galactica

Pairing: Kara x Lee

Prompt: Bruises

WC: 500

TWs: mentions of ab*se, self-h*rm, bruises, etc.

***

Ever since she had gotten back from New Caprica Lee could tell Kara was different. He didn't know what had happened to her there but he knew something had at least, something that had changed her.

She never talked about it and while he couldn't blame her, he wished she would. That she would open up about it because maybe it would lessen the pain. But he knew that wasn't how Kara worked. She faced her problems and pain alone, she always did her best to make sure to not put them on others, or make them anyone else's problem too.

The first week after she had come back had been the worst. She had been the most different and far off, hard to reach. And he couldn't ignore the bruises.

Someone had hurt her. Abused her. And it pissed him off. He knew it hadn't been Sam but sometimes a part of him had wished it was so she'd have an excuse to leave him and Lee could finally have her, since she had chosen to run instead when he had offered her the idea to finally be together.

There weren't a lot, but it was enough, especially if you looked closely. Especially if you knew Kara like he did. She never let people hurt her, if she could help it. So seeing her as beat up as she was was concerning, to know someone had worn her down enough to the point where she just took the abuse rather than tried to fight it. Where that was the easier option.

And while the injuries were clearly from abuse of some sort he couldn't help but to wonder if any were self inflicted. If she had tried to escape whatever hell she had faced there by attempting to die. If it had been bad enough he knew she probably had. If her spirit had gotten broken beyond repair.

He knew it had because otherwise she would have been making jokes about it after day one. To make light of it, to cope, because that's what she typically did.

But she instead stayed quiet about it and Kara never stayed quiet. She was brash and loud and hated keeping to herself. She always spoke her mind.

She wasn't just staying silent. She was hiding too, and that was even more concerning. She was locking herself away, refusing to talk to anyone and almost seeming scared whenever someone tried to approach her. That was the biggest difference. Kara Thrace never showed fear, but now it seemed to be the only emotion she had left.

Lee knew the physical bruises would go away sooner or later, but the internal ones wouldn't. Those were the ones he was most concerned about.

And while she was avoiding everyone he knew he would have to be the one person to try and heal her wounds. And maybe, if he was lucky, she'd let him.

Maybe he could fix her bruises, once and for all.

***

A little ficlet/quintuple drabble I wrote. Inspired by the word bruises. I feel like this could be a good intro to a longer fic or oneshot. Maybe one day I will add to it. For now though it'll just remain as this as I'm challenging myself to write more drabbles/ficlets because even my one shots usually end up being at least 2k words. I have been physically incapable of writing anything short for Kara and Lee thus far and I'm wanting to change that so this is one of my first attempts. I have another I posted in a Tumblr community and another that is in my Google docs. But that's only 3 (around 1500 words) out of around the total 170,000 words I have written for this pair/fandom. That says a lot haha. I have a tendency to overcomplicate things or at least struggle to write any simple and more vague one shots so I am forcing myself to do exactly that at least a little bit more. So far I like the results and hope I can keep coming up with good ones. I will be posting this on AO3 as well within the next day or so just y'all are aware haha. Feel free to let me know your thoughts too :)

[depressedhatakekakashi]

I've had enough with my own sad head canons for Dragon Gai in GOS verse, it's time for a funny one.

So it takes a WHILE for Gai to fly, or more accurately, even ATTEMPT to fly. His wings fold up almost perfectly along his long body, so the first time he even cracks them open even a little, he's freaked out by how big they are, and because he opened one more than the other, he ended up falling over. Because they're heavy and throw off his body weight. Worst than that he ended up falling on Kakashi, who was encouraging him to to show him

Kakashi: *Squished* Can't breath. Heeeeelp!

Gai: Sorry Rival!

But, running up and down the valley from the top of a mountain, to the village below, is a LONG trek. And it would save time if he used the wings. So after a while Gai agreed ro start practicing to use tgem, and learn how to fly...and it did not go smoothly.

At first he tried flapping his wings from the ground but can't quite find the timing right so just ends up making large bursts of air that blow away Pakkun the first time he got too close ("SORRY PUPPY!" He needed to give a lot of cuddles to get forgiveness from the pooch. And maybe get a few bones for him). When he got the timing right, the rest of his body was so long and slithery, he couldn't get more than a few feet off the air, and the rest of him was hanging limp and he ended up face planting more than once. ("Ow!") So he finally tried a running start and that started to get it, only he realized that his long body needed to sort of move with it, like riding a bike to keep it straight. But he didn't know how to do that so he sometimes ended up spinning out of control and crashing into things, buuldings, fields and a LOT of trees ("MORE OWWWW!") This probably ended up tearing up a good chunk of Yamato's forest.

So after many failured attempts and at least getting the basics of gliding under control, Kakashi realized they needed some elevation to make these wings work properly, after watching a couple of baby birds getting pushed out of a nest. He figured with the right elevation, Gai's wings and body could have the time to uncurl and right itself, and take off tonthe skies properly... Only problem is there were not any trees big enough to make that work so they'd have to launch themself off a mountain to get a big enough momentum.

Gai: *looking down the cliff side*..... Nope. *turns and tries to walk away*

Kakashi: *stops him* It's not that big~

Gai: ITS A MOUNTAIN KAKASHI. IT IS VERY BIG.

Kakashi: it's big for a human-

Gai: WHICH I AM.

Kakashi: Buuuut you're also a bit more than that. And we've seen how big you are. What you can take. This isn't going to hurt you.

Gai: Lies and slander. This will hurt a lot.

Kakashi: Okay. It MAY hurt if we fail- BUT I promise to be right there with you. You won't get hurt. Temari is here to give us the gust of wind you need to take off, I won't let you die if anything goes wrong. You can do this... i believe in you.

And so (after 4 more stops mid way before jumping off because HOLY CRAP IT WAS HIGH!) Gai finally launched off the side of the cliff with Kakashi on his head. The air currents were good and Gai did his first successful flight!

...for approximately 2 minutes before spiraling out of control because figuring out how it all came together was not easy. Gai and Kakashi ended up spinning out of control, and crash landed into a grassy field, where ended up squashed once again, under under Gai's dragon butt. Needless to say it was the least dignified moment of the god's life. (Temari. Told. Everyone.)

But they kept at it. Within five years Gai mastered flying, learning to take off from any height. And the two were free to travel the skies together for hundreds of years.

But yeah that's my take on Gai learning how to fly. What do you thin0k 😁👍

Poor Kakashi is never gonna hear the end of it XD every-time he starts pissing Obito off he’ll have to hear ‘at least i’ve never been crushed by a dragon’s ass’ and like honestly

How does one argue with that? xD (also super fitting for the scene in kakashi hidan where he accidentally smushes his face into Gai’s ass XD)

Really love Kakashi trying his best to help Gai learn to fly, and pushing him to just take that leap of faith in the end and spread his wings.

I think the hounds would cheer Gai on as he practice’s, running through the sky around him. It’s where the legends of thunder storms following him comes from

Cuz the hounds always follow him and Kakashi through the sky. Not always all of them, but at least one of them and 90% of the time it’s pakkun and Bill

[cosmicjoke]

I just wanted to let you know that you’re my go to blog when I want to ask about opinions / read about insights when it comes to AoT;

because almost everywhere I go is just people constantly fighting about ships or some stupid shit that isn’t even there. It’s just constant discussion about that vow you’re talking about in your pinned post, how Levi only ever cared only about Erwin, how Levi has no emotions, how when Levi talked with Eren after his entire squad died in the dining hall there is only one other chair is pulled out in between them; and is the chair that Petra sat in — proves that Levi was in love with her and so on and so forth…

I must admit that those people who are pushing their XY thing sometimes have me confused as well, so

thank you for answering numerous questions about the same thing, I can’t even imagine how annoying it must get when you answer the same question 100 times — you’re one of the few people that I came across who actually can tell the difference between fanon and canon and as I said your insights are my favourite.

Thank you so much. I really appreciate that, truly.

Yeah, it does get annoying, lol. I would say probably 80% of the asks I get are about specifically questions surrounding Levi's relationship with Erwin and, particularly, the "vow" and whether or not he cared about humanity. It's maddening, honestly. Like, do these people not care about ANY other aspect of Levi's character? There's so much to talk about with him. He's a multilayered, complex character, which is why I'm able to write so much about him to begin with. But all these people seem to be able to focus on, and care about, was whether or not Levi was in love with Erwin or not, or some other character. He's not in love with anyone, and that's as obvious as anything in the story, so I don't know why it's even a question, let alone the dominating question about his character. And then their interpretations of the story and of Levi's actions and behavior are always filtered through this lens of him being in love with character A, B or C, or being wholly devoted to said character. It's annoying. I've really begun to see why some people say they've been turned off of particular ships because of it.

Like, damn, let's talk about Levi's multiple character traits. Let's talk about his compassion, his intelligence, his fighting ability, what he represents within the story, what he stands for, etc... There's so much there, but most people online choose to just ignore it in favor of this endless, running in circles non-issue of "Was Levi in love with whoever or not". Because Levi made a single decision to show compassion for a friend and fellow comrade by letting him die instead of forcing him to continue ruining his own mind by carrying an unbearable burden (one which, at that point, he wouldn't have been effective at anyway, something people conveniently ignore when talking about this), by being humane, we're now supposed to question whether Levi ever cared about humanity. It's so stupid.

I wrote a post recently talking about how I think, instead of saying Levi was fighting for humanity, what we should really be saying is that Levi was fighting for people. Levi's choice to let Erwin rest was a distinctly humane one. It showed a deep consideration and care for an individual life. Within the grand and, often times, impersonal scope of the "greater good", one in which the ends justifying the means often takes precedent, and the connection with people as individuals can be lost, Levi showed that he cared as much about those individual lives as he did about the altruistic concept of saving mankind. He put Erwin's life on a level with all of humanity, essentially saying that every life is worth caring about, every life is worth honoring and protecting. That's not to say Levi screwed humanity by making the choice he did. I've talked about this a lot. Erwin was done. If you actually read the chapters carefully, and pay attention to what goes into Levi's decision, you'll see it was as much a result of him understanding that Erwin, once they discovered what was in Eren's basement, wasn't going to be the same leader he had been. He was already being crushed by guilt and self-loathing, and the only thing keeping it at bay was the anticipation, the dream, of discovering the truth of the world. Levi thinks about Kenny's words to him in that moment of decision, about how our dreams are the only thing that can keep us going, and he realizes that without his dream, Erwin will have nothing to keep him going. He'll succumb to his guilt and self-loathing, and probably go mad. He would no longer be an effective leader. People never talk about this when they talk about Levi's decision. They just want to say that Levi chose Erwin over humanity because it's "romantic". No, Levi didn't choose Erwin OVER humanity. He chose compassion over cruelty. He showed, through his choice, that it's as important to consider the individual lives of each soldier and each person in this fight as it is the greater whole. Levi cares about people, people, that make up the whole of humanity. But his decision was as much based in what was good for humanity as it was based in what was good for Erwin. He doesn't prioritize one over the other, he simply prioritizes them both. He decides they both matter equally. He even says, in chapter 136, that he chose Armin because he saw the same look in his eyes as "you guys", meaning his comrades before they'd become disillusioned with their fight. He knew Armin was the right choice because he still believed in what they were fighting for. Erwin didn't. They needed people who genuinely believed in the fight for humanity for it to still be a viable fight.

Anyway, I got off on a tangent there, lol, and when I said I wasn't going to talk about this anymore.

But yes, people should focus on other aspects of Levi's character. They're missing out on one of the best character's ever created when they don't, and instead obsess over him being in love with whoever, when he's not in love with anyone at all, lol.

[kaddyssammlung]

Spirituality in Sleep Token lyrics - Part 1

I see this topic mostly on their album "Take me Back To Eden" which is why I will focus on this album. And also, I feel like I need to say this again: this is my way of looking at this. Which means it's my personal experience with this topic. I never say that Vessel means any of this.

Chokehold

"When we were made It was no accident"

It was meant to be. There is something that give everything a direction or an impulse. A higher consciousness or however you want to call it. I used to have the problem of “modern day nihilism” = everything is meaningless, we’re all gonna die, why bother doing anything, I don’t believe in anything. But at the same time I had a strange feeling of not belonging on this planet or in other words of missing home and I had no idea what it was that I was missing. But no, it was no accident when I was made and I’m meant to be here but it took me years of suffering to see this through.

"A sacred guardian" I believe in guardian angels or in angels in general and in others beings, too.

"So you keep me sharp and test my worth in blood" Initiations are something quite common. You can see everything that happens in your life as an invitation to finally go beyond suffering. I feel like I keep being tested every now and then but it’s not that frequent anymore.

"Beneath the stormy seas Above the mountain peaks" As above so below as within so without. I guess he is hinting on the hermetic principles (if you want to know more then here is a link to a YouTube video). Everything that we see in our outside world is just a reflection of what’s going on inside of us.

"I've seen my days unfold Done the impossible I'd turn my walls to gold To bring you home again" Yes, Vessel. Me too. One example. I had a spontaneous remission of a condition that was going on with my tooth. It felt weird and good at the same time. As if something was stepping in and finally healing it for me after having struggled with it for almost a year. I do energy work with golden light so gold reminds me of that. Bringing you home here means bringing me home at least for me. For me home just means a higher frequency. I’m bringing “home” hear, so to speak. You probably don’t care how I do this so I won’t bother explaining.

"So show me that which I cannot see"

Reminds me simply of spiritual teachings. Their goal should be to remind of what you already know and what you already have inside of you. No one should try to convince you of something btw. If someone says that they are a guru and you should do as they say then…idk…I would run away from them. That’s not what this is about.

"Even if it hurts me Even if I can't sleep"

Just makes me think of all the BS that I can remember now that was done to me. It hurts but it wants to be seen and acknowledged. Oh, and though we act out of our holy duty to be constantly awake That’s why I’m here Vessel and what I’m doing. Constantly spiritually awake. It’s a process and no one can reverse it or stop it.

The Summoning

"The sky above, the Earth below" The hermetic principles again.

"Raise me up again Take me past the edge I want to see the other side" Some meditations really feel like that. Turning everything off. That stupid voice in your head that just narrates everything. Turning everything off and being able to see things for what they are and don’t have your brain judge everything, that means acting from a higher frequency. What you do is, you raise yourself up. When you have a spiritual teacher or a teacher that uses energy work they can help raise you up. They can give you a feeling of being held by a that higher consciousness and you can just relax into this. A good meditation….can’t describe this. And sometimes I do see strange things, have visions or I even had an experience where my hands started to glow.

"Nothing to say and nowhere to go" Just be and linger and observe. No thoughts, a deep connection with everything and feeling of wholeness. Words can’t express it sometimes. (I do “fall” hard though. I’m not able to hold these states for a long time but I have an idea of what’s possible)

Granite

"I was more than just a body in your passenger seat And you were more than just somebody I was destined to meet"

I still have not reached a state of where I can just see some things for what they are. I mean without the emotional charge. I still look at so much that happened in this life with anger. But that does not help. Of course it was all meant to be but….idk….at the moment I don’t really feel that. I see you go half-blind when you're looking at me I said this before. I have this connected to aura seeing for some reason. Some humans radiant something. I perceive them as almost see-through.

"But I am" The big “I am”. I want to write more about that. But not right now. It really is something big and yet it’s not much. Just “I am”. It deserves to be treated in an extra post.

Vore

"My life is torn, my bones, they bleed" I feel this. It had to be like that. Reaching rock-bottom and staying there for years. Torturing myself before I was able to let something new in. Or in other words I had reached a point where I was not afraid to change anymore and stop doing what I was doing. Addictions are exhausting but they whisper things into your ear and you believe that. They become a pattern, a habit and then they have you. And you can’t see past them anymore. "Will we remain stuck in the throat of gods?" It depends what you mean with gods. Since I just brought up addiction you can see that these were my gods. They kept my busy and I did everything to please them. Will the pain stop if we go deeper? Yes, it does. First it hurt even more because I started to realize more and more what I had been running away from. All that unresolved trauma. But I got better in being able to let go of that and I’m still learning. "Go deep" in a spiritual sense means to go deeper into the present moment. To not listen to what your brain is saying but to just become still. When you don’t think about your problems then they are gone. Right?! Not quite but something changes. The heaviness that surrounds them stops. "I want to go where nobody else will ever go" You can send your ethereal body to other places. But that’s where it starts to get a bit complicated here because I don’t want to explain all that. "We step into my suffering" Reminds me of the latest energy work course that I did because it’s what we did in that course. Fully step into the suffering that came from shame.

Maybe you think that when you face your suffering or you shine a light on it then becomes more or stronger. But that's not true. In my experience it is hard to face at first but then it becomes more light.

[corporatefallout]

My ideas so far on who the managers are in the AU!! (Notes left on some btw)

[OUTDATED]

Prester Virgil

Long time Minutemen soldier. Paranoid, aggressive, self centered, and stubborn. He's generally both a helpful hand and also terrifying at times.

Brian

An Institute scientist in the Robotics division. Egotistical and heavily book smart which has him acting on statistical means than emotional. But not street smart in the slightest. One step into the wasteland and he's probably dead in a week.

Misty Monsoon

A loner that lives on the island of Far Harbor. Besides the wild life, Mary is her only friend around here. Since most had either died or succumbed to the fog. She's somewhat in hiding too...

Mary Anna

Exploring the island, Mary studies the biology that was made from the environment and radiation. With the help of Misty as well. She's not one to head into violence and would rather act more emotionally or thoughtfully.

Cosmo Kuiper

One of the dangerous gangs and richest you never want to mess with. Having people running for their lives or for their caps. Most of their money comes from Chem sales, mercenary assistance, and of course... loans.

Holly Graylle

A knight of the Brotherhood of Steel! (Cause she's a...) Stationed in the Capital Wasteland. Within the groups sent out for missions, she is the one to be leading and directing. No one is doing anything without her word and say.

Chip Revvington and Spruce Campbell

(I'm having troubles with them, slightly. Help)

A duo mercenary team who works on their own terms. If the caps pay well and if they're up to the task, they'll do it. Morality ranges really, since sometimes old habits die hard. Close as brothers and will defend each other.

Tawney C. Esta

(Saw the perk "Sandman" and got the idea...)

The sandman of the wasteland. Assassinations in the night and it's only done if the money is right. The kills done aren't aligned by good or bad only, it's just business. Asleep in the day and awake in the night.

Belle Dama

(I'll be honest, the term "long distance relationships" got me thinking sniper rifles and she is a phone... so-)

A professional in the Regulators! Working by the uses of a trusty sniper rifle. Despite how... uhhh, dangerous she may sound, she's quite the opposite. Looking after the younger ones and caring towards others. Staying firm on her morals of course.

Benjamin Biggs

A medic in the wasteland and looking for hire. Certainly good at his work and well experienced than most doctors you'll meet out here! Although he enjoys the latest talk going around when stopping in town of course.

Buck Ruffler

The luckiest gambler you'll meet and has probably been kicked out of a lot of casinos by now. He's lucky to be alive. Honestly. Also high on jet-

Graham Ness Payser

The hotshot of the Strip in New Vegas! Bragging, unbearable, and his own number one fan. Picking up quite the fame and yearns for more excitement in his life. His aim is bad but he's a fast shooter!

Flint Bonpyre

A nervous explosives and incinerary expert who is also not afraid talk his mind. (Sometimes.)

Dave Brubot

The star of the stage! Able to charm his way into your heart. With his charisma, he could easily make his way anywhere and have the ability to persuade. (I'm kinda having trouble with him, help)

Cathal

Okay I'll be honest, 100% inspired by the pictures of people's game having him show up everywhere. That's him now. No matter which bar or place you stop at, Cathal is there and knows what you did. No matter what. Like the Gman except not interfering with events. Just a joke character.

And that's it!! They will be edited and changed in the future, of course. So nothing here is permanent! Some characters I'm having trouble regarding what I want for them or on who/what they are. I accept ideas regarding them, yes yes.

Also- some of them definitely won't fw each other at all. On the lines if faction, beliefs, and morality. Or pre-established beef, lol.

[boundlss]

currently failing to write, so I am going to trick other people into writing instead. Do you have any cool bits of muse lore and/or headcanons that you've always wanted to mention in a plot but just never had an opportunity?

hahaha it took me a few days to get to this because i've been off doing things that AREN'T tumblr rp related, but i'm here now and happy to answer this question (thank you, by the way, i really appreciate you taking the time to send it presumably knowing how much i LOOOVE talking about my muses).

when it comes to this particular blog the natural answer is "um, yes, i don't ever REALLY get the chance to talk about 99 percent of my muses" but that has the potential to be both a very short and very LONG answer so i'll probably just leave you with some stuff for muses that are my personal favorites.

to start off with this is about shiroe log horizon; i don't really know how cool i would call this lore but one of the things i am OBSESSED with about him that i don't always get to discuss is his pre-show activity related to elder tale. he's a dedicated forum user who i hc as having moderated or run the popular discussion sites---in a way not too dissimilar to rev when it comes to baccano!---and who put a lot of his time into dissecting the best and most efficient ways to level in the game, beat raids, etc... it's pretty lame all things considered when it comes to "things about shiroe log horizon" but i've always LOVED the detail that was put into him being a superfan of the game and how that didn't JUST reflect in his activities within the game! i love that he has a sort of canonical "fandom notoriety" because of not only his past involvement with a notorious party but also his own individual out-of-game actions relating to it!

onto another muse; one thing i don't get to discuss with kaito a lot is my actual "mainverse" for him. on my list i have him versed in project sekai for sorting convenience (and for that matter the same is true with longya) but i've actually designed a pretty complex mainverse for him where he's a technological creature created from the thoughts and feelings that listen to the music he's featured in and the songs themselves. because the sense of identity of a vocaloid is pretty nebulous, he was never really much of a consistent being at all, but having gained recent trends in his characterization he's started to take on an actual life and have a real desire to experience existence outside of technology and hologram performances. this verse originated from miku, when i wrote her, but now kaito is in his own unique situation with it and i don't get to use it very often. i think it has a lot of potential in both the wholesome and horror directions.

and fiiiiiinally, i have one of my ocs to talk about, number 44! there are a lot of interesting things i could say about him as he relates to twain over on antisatiric but i don't often get the chance to discuss him from a non twain-centric perspective. i think the thing about him i like the most is that he is both an eternal presence and also the longest in a very long line, and while he has access to and can draw stories from the multiverse, his presence is inherently connected to the "main universe" i have set twain's story in due to twain's universe being a hub of stories where every piece of fiction is real in another world. before he was the archivist, there was a different world considered the "hub world" which had to die in order for the previous archivist to die and 44 to take over the position---so the "hub world" only becomes the hub world BECAUSE the eternal archivist is tied to it. if 44 and the current hub world die, twain will take his place as 45 and a new nascent universe will be created as the new hub world. his lore can get a little complex sometimes.

well anyway, thank you a lot for the ask. i really do like talking like this and it's good to put SOMETHING out on the blog even if that something isn't a reply. ur a real one sawagi :D.

unprompted. / always accepting.

[trashbinbackyard]

even numbers for lucien and hibiscus

dos rogues

What's something about your OC that people wouldn't expect just from looking at them?

Like he’s genuinely trying to be a good person. He puts on a facade because that’s what he’s used to, and how he got around in his previous life, and it still has its perks. He can’t trust everyone, and he reflects that energy with his own demeanor. Still, he’s doing a good thing, being Deanoh’s chosen, helping keeping forbidden magics under check, even if no one knows

How passionate they are. There is hurt that runs deep within, maybe being annoying is a shield, maybe to distract, sticking it to the family by being everything they weren’t raised to be. But under that layer there is a person who really cares for the people around them, be it a small sleepy mining village, a scared boy who grew up in a cellar, an honest farmer, a sorcerer who can’t really get a hold of their magic

When scared, does your OC fight, flee, freeze or fawn?

His reaction used to be a coinflip of fight or flee, before he was immortal he had to do the math 0.04 seconds and think if he can fight himself out of whatever situation, but fleeing is the smart option sometimes. Nowadays he doesn’t really get into situations he needs to flee from, it’s always he just doesn’t go there or he is there the fight

Fight first, think second, flee if necessary

How easily could your OC be convinced to do something that goes against their moral compass?

It used to be as easy as tossing a hefty amount of coin for him. But now he’s no longer bound by sheer greed, so his morality is much more stable. He also no longer takes orders from anyone but the big guy, so people pleasing is out the window too.

They’re willing to do the wrong thing for the right reason. Like if you can convince them doing something will actually be good, they could do it. 

Would your OC ostensibly be able to get away with murder?

Would be, has been

They could if they put in the effort, though most people they’ve killed… someone probably knows they were behind it

What's an AU that would be interesting to explore with your OC?

Is it an au if it’s the fifth world after four apocalypses… It’s like dishonored meets bloodborne and Lucien’s flesh is torn and filled with flames insead (the other immortals gets eldritch horror forms too)

I’m pretty set on having Hibiscus in the setting they’re already in

Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?

Through decades of practice he’s gained an uncanny knack for self-preservation.  

Somewhat self-destructive. They’re always trying things hands on, making friends in low places, hanging out with the wrong crowds, pissing people off, just general act first think later behavior

How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

He likes to keep his cards hidden, where his loyalties lie, what he is capable of. He puts on a charming persona to talk his way in and out of everything with a hint of being jovial. 

They want everyone to know as little as possible, they’re straight to the point, distract them with tall tales or by jumping straight into action. They also want to be the guy who shows up and people are like “wow they’re here, they’ll handle it!”. Reliable and capable

What is your OC's pain tolerance like?

It’s not like you get used to pain, but knowing you can’t die makes it slightly more bearable

Goes from “i can do this all day” to “aaauuuuu, hellwp :(“ in a matter of minutes. Generally good with handling pain but knows where their limit is

Is your OC more cold and detached or up close and personal?

He’s VERY detached, Deanoh for the longest time was his only constant, everything around him changed, people he had bonds with died, he had to travel all over the continent, couldn’t speak to anyone about his condition. 

Kinda both? Like when dealing with strangers they’re like “eh yeah whatever”, but with people they know.. If they're on their faces 24/7, won't leave them alone, you will have their company like it or not. 

Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?

Not really, partly because he’s so detached from everyone, partly because he's confident and content with himself. Though if someone was to take Viessa for a twirl there would be a spark of jealousy not gonna lie, but it wouldn’t get out of hand, and he’d tease Viessa later about it.

There is a chance but I wouldn’t say tendency. They’d get a little possessive over Pestle, and also ask him with sad soppy puppy eyes if he loves them

What character alignment would you consider your OC to be?

Lucien used to be neutral evil, now he falls somewhere between chaotic neutral/chaotic good. Rules are for losers (except those that Deanoh puts on him) and generally his moral compass aligns with the greater good nowadays

They were neutral evil at first too bc i thought it was cool but now they’re chaotic neutral more like, they have their morals, but they’re bit of a mystery

What is an alternative life path your OC might have gone down? How different would their life be if they'd made those decisions?

He could’ve just died and stayed dead back in the revolutionary war. He would’ve died and been a footnote in the history books. 

They could’ve stayed with their family, be miserable but rich, studied with academic prowess and the talk of the high society. A Nightmare right.

[swingbakuraryou]

(If your memes don't expire, saw these and was curious)

Rhino: Is your muse wanted for something? What item do they value most? What is the bounty on your muse's head? (If they have one.)

Hornet: How patient is your muse? Are they easily perturbed? What sets them off the easiest?

Antler: Does your muse hunt? What do they hunt if they do? How often do they go hunting? Are they for or against it? Where do they go hunting?

I'm also kinda curious if he hunts for meat, sport, pelts, money, tradition, etc - IF he hunts. Kinda surprised that wasn't on there.

RHINO

"You're only wanted if they're confident that you've committed a crime. The Chief sure ain't helping me, and I sure ain't helping him. After all these years, he's made it clear that he doesn't know how to do his job well. But there's a little promise for him, the second he starts doing his job, I'll give him a little treat. But he won't get the whole prize until he's done. Compared to the other heads in town, I'm worthless, but to him it'll feel like winning the grand prize at the races." HORNET Showgirl: Ryou? He's as patient as a saint! He'll wait for days even months for the right moment! I think for one run he waited almost 4 months before grabbing the goods, and it was so worth it! All of us girls were so thrilled when he brought us those silks! Also! Also! He's always sticking up for us! He's always trying to be a gent even with the worst customers. Band member: I don't know if its patience or silently fuming. All I can say is stay the hell away from him when he has a hammer or a knife in his hand. Aka if he's making props on one side of the stage, you're working on the other side. He won't flip on ya, but its the energy that radiates off of him. Server: Swing's our cute little song bird, but his patience or more so tolerance, is poison. That smile might as well be a bite that slowly burns through your veins and by the time you start feeling it, you're already a dead man walking.

Jake the barman: That pisser has the worst temper in the whole god damn facility! Just a few months ago he trashed the entirety of the props store room! What set him off? Who the fuck knows. And if the wrong person so much walks through that door, forget the show and the music, the whole restaurant will turn into a battle ground. It only take one special person to mess with one of our staff and the idiot goes from lazy ass lap cat, to a spitting viper. And to answer your question, his old man sets him off the fastest. That man ain't allowed within 4 blocks of his place. He'll even letters from him is enough to send Swing into a mood that makes him look like he's ready to burn the entirety of downtown to the ground. He also doesn't fucking sleep, and he doesn't, he's worse.

ANTLER

"You wanna come, darlin'? We can go fishin'. I like trapping small game too. Mostly squirrels, rabbits, stoats, groundhogs, a few birds. What do I use them for? Meat's pretty good. Sometimes the fur and feathers can get a good price. The bones make good projects. Antlers are nice too, especially right after they fall off. Why? Getting out in the forest feels nice. Ain't no one around to yell at you or frame you, the only thing you're fighting is against nature and the animals around you. If I die out here....It's probably because of my own damn fault and I'm at peace with that possibility."