#Patrick killed it tho good for him

[sad-emo-dip-dye]

Worst thing that ever happened to me was finding out Kunikida and endeavor have the same english va my beautiful princess’ voice coming from that despicable disgusting man how dare they do that to me

[mariocki]

Patrick Troughton guests as ruthless racketeer George, out to silence the man who can identify his brother as a murderer, in Dial 999: Key Witness (1.26, ABC, 1959)

[iholdwhatican]

tension

part two to reunions - must read part 1 first!

pairing: art donaldson x reader x patrick zweig

length: 3.2k

author's note: this took wayyyy too long for me to do yall, i'm so sorry. these two have a tight hold on me and i'm in the trenches. i've got some good stuff lined up tho, and i'm super excited to write it heeheehee :) also smut in the future will be much longer and much more detailed, just fyi

tags: y/n is art donaldson's wife ; birthday party ; art is down bad ; patrick wants y/n ; possessive!art ; the boys are fighting ; no use of y/n ; pining ; sexual tension ; sugar mommy y/n? ; unapologetic flirting with your bff's wife at his birthday party

warnings: sexual content, p in v, not super detailed but still there!

summary: the stressful night of the birthday party continues, and you find yourself pinging between art and patrick like a tennis ball. how the hell did you get yourself into this?

originally posted by iholdwhatican

It took four minutes and 36 seconds of Art and Patrick being alone outside before the anxiety became too much. Your dress was too tight against your skin and the chatter of the guests rattled in your skull. Your mind replayed the anger on Art’s face over and over, convinced that he’d direct it at you the moment he came back in. And if you were being honest, you couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. 

Your blood boiled with the ferocity of it, and an ache in your core begged for another taste. 

Another three minutes and 18 seconds passed while you downed half of your second glass of wine. You made conversation with a few people who caught your eye, making sure all the food and drink were up to par. Not that you really could care about that right now. Your mind was a jumble of thoughts about the two men on the balcony. 

Art, Patrick, Art, Patrick, Art, Patrick, Art, Patrick

“You look like you’re gonna puke.” 

For the second time that night, Patrick Zweig’s voice made you jump. 

You looked at him, catching sight of that damned smirk that made your stomach flip, and furrowed your brows. One quick scan of the room came up empty for your husband, forcing the anxiety in your chest to worsen. 

“Where’s Art?” You asked, not missing the way your voice wobbled slightly. 

“Relax.” Patrick responded, resting a hand on your shoulder, “He went to the kitchen, I think. I didn’t kill him. And he didn’t run for the hills either.” 

You decided not to comment on how easily he’d read your worries without you saying anything. For some reason, you were an open book to him. 

A deep sigh left you. You licked your lips anxiously- which immediately caused Patrick’s eyes to fall on your mouth. 

“What happened out there?” 

The man gave you a shrug, letting his hand fall back to his side, “Nothing, really. We just talked for a bit. He told me I could stay, as long as I stopped flirting with you.” 

“So does that mean you’re going to stop?” The idea made you slightly unhappy, which in turn filled you with guilt. Why were you so excited by his flirtations when you had a wonderful, loving husband who treated you like a queen? 

But then Patrick grinned, and you knew the answer before he said it, “Well, I’ve never been one to do what I’m told.” 

A smile grew over your lips, and you tried to hide it with an eye roll, “Why don’t you mingle? Try some food. I’m going to find my husband.” 

He didn’t miss the enunciation you put on ��my husband’, and you didn’t miss the way his eyes darkened as you said it. You didn’t give it time to linger, instead turning away and moving towards the kitchen. 

You knew the look Patrick had in his eyes. You’d seen it a dozen times in Art’s. On the court, over a board game, in all sorts of scenarios. And every time, even now, the look sent a chill down your spine. 

That expression was clear, resolute competition. 

Just as Patrick had said, you found Art in the kitchen. With his back to you, you had a perfect view of his tense shoulders and hanging head as he poured himself a glass of water. He was all wound up, and you knew it was your fault. Now it was your responsibility to fix it. 

You stepped up behind him, sliding a hand between his shoulder blades. He didn’t hesitate to lean into the touch, a subconscious reaction. He knew it was you just by the feel of your hand on him. And, even if he might be furious, he still found comfort in it. 

“Hey…” You breathed, leaning to the side to meet his gaze. Art looked at you over his shoulder, a half-smile quirking his lips up, “How are you doing?” 

“Hey.” He responded, turning and sliding his hands over your hips. Your chest pressed against his as he leaned down and placed a kiss on your hairline. Then he just lingered there, breathing in your smell, “I honestly don’t know. I just- it was so weird to see him.” 

“Yeah, of course it was.” Your words reached him in a soft, comforting tone. The guilt of putting your perfect, doting husband in this situation was enough to make you feel like you had barbed wire around your neck. You had to pay penance- somehow. You rubbed your hand in circles over his back, “I’m sorry, sundrop. I don’t know what I was thinking when I invited him.” 

Sundrop. A nickname that went way back to the early days of your relationship. Art was an energetic puppy dog with a halo of golden curls and a smile that made your insides feel hot. He was what you pictured a personification of the sun to be, hence the pet name. He pretended not to like it, but his eyes always sparkled a certain way when you said it. 

Art pulled his head away to peer down into your eyes, his own pensive and confused, “No, baby, don’t be sorry. It was a great fucking surprise. Just… a surprise.” 

You shook your head. He was so fucking good to you, “You’re allowed to be mad at me.” 

“Mad? At you?” In one quick motion, he picked you up and set you on the counter. Your legs opened for him without hesitation, allowing him to slot right in between them, “I don’t think that’s possible.”

You fought the blush rising in your cheeks and rolled your eyes, “You think too highly of me.” 

“No. Never.” He replied instantly. He kissed your chin. Then your jaw. Then your neck. Then down your throat, “As far as I’m concerned, you’re God.” 

“Art-” You argued, though you weren’t sure what for. You tilted your neck back and offered yourself up to him. 

“I could spend my life on my knees for you and be happy.” His words were muffled as he mouthed at your neck, sending shivers down your spine. This, combined with the kiss from earlier, was making you ache with need. You were half-tempted to end the party early and take your pretty husband to bed. 

You bit your lip when he ran his tongue over a sensitive spot above your collarbone. If he wasn’t in between them, you’d be squeezing your thighs together. 

When Art pulled away, his eyes had darkened. Dilated pupils and heavy breaths told you all you needed to know. He was just as fucking horny as you were right now. His hands held your hips tighter. 

“Do you think we’d be left alone long enough for me to show you how much I mean it?” He asked. It was almost as if he were begging. As if he couldn’t bear the idea of doing anything other than dropping to his knees and devouring you. 

And God, when he looked at you like that, you had no choice but to say yes. 

Unfortunately, fate intervened, and you were kept from making a scene at your husband’s birthday party. 

“Hey, you two, quit snogging and come entertain us!” One of Art’s tennis friends called, sticking their head into the kitchen. The big grin on their face told you it was just teasing, but you still felt your face burning with embarrassment. 

“It’s my birthday, let me do what I want.” Art jeered right back, lifting you off the counter and back onto your own two feet. You laughed airily at the comment, feeling more light-headed than anything. 

Before following his friend back into the action, he whispered a quick, “Later, okay?” to you. And then he left you standing in the kitchen- touch-starved, foggy-headed, and excruciatingly aroused. 

It was then that you realized you didn’t even get to ask him what happened with Patrick.

Upon re-entering the party, you found yourself taking note of two things- or rather, two people. One, Art- conversing with some friends from the foundation with a big grin on his face. Two, Patrick- having his fill of finger foods from the refreshment table. He was alone. And though you tried to fight it, you found yourself gravitating towards him. 

“Do they not have food where you’re from?” You teased, falling into place at his side. Your gaze slid over the spread before flicking up to his face. 

You’d caught him mid-bite, and he attempted to swallow quickly and regain his composure. Something warmed slightly in your chest. Endearing. 

“Well, I’m kinda… in between places right now.” He explained, tongue stuck in his cheek to clear out residual bits of food, “And there’s never stuff as good as this.” 

You let the compliment slide away, instead focusing on his more troubling response, “Are you homeless?” 

“What? No.” He chuckled, as if the question were preposterous, “I go all over for tennis. It’s just easier to stay on the move.” 

You raised an eyebrow, “And on off-season?” 

Something in his expression darkened, only for a moment, and then he was back to cocky smiles and overwhelming confidence, “I’m too busy to care about that. And what’s it matter to you, anyway?” 

“I’d like to think I’m a good person.” You said, plucking a snack off the table and popping it into your mouth. You chewed it halfway before continuing, “And a good person worries if they think someone they care about isn’t doing well.” 

Patrick grinned at you for five long seconds. And it took him actually saying the words to realize where you’d slipped up. 

“You care about me?” 

Shit. You had not meant to say that. Why was this man so damn good at getting every little thought in your head to spill out of your mouth? 

“If caring about you means I don’t want you sleeping under a bridge somewhere, then sure.” 

“Okay, I would never let it get that far-” 

“I wanna help.” 

He blinked, “Help how?” Briefly, very briefly, you thought of your bed. Your comfortable, spacious bed, perfect for three individuals. You could picture it- you, safe and sound and nestled between the two men. Art, your lovely, obedient husband on one side, letting himself love and be loved. And Patrick on the other side, nice and cozy with a roof over his head and a full belly. 

The image flashed in an instant, and you were left with hollow, heavy guilt. You swallowed. 

“How much do you need?” 

“Huh?” You rolled your eyes at him, “How much money do you need? To keep you afloat for the next little while. And I’ll send you home tonight with leftovers.” 

Patrick let the words wash over him, slowly smiling as they did. He took a step towards you, close enough that one tiny shove would have your bodies pressed together. You could smell him, all sweat and cigarettes and woodsy cologne that made your head spin. You’d been wound up all night, and this was absolutely not helping. 

“You gonna write me a check? Use your hard-earned money to get a practical stranger a hotel for a couple nights?” He murmured, heavy on the charm, “What would your husband think?” 

He knew he’d gotten under your skin. He knew what he was doing. He was fucking enjoying this. 

You tried to hold your ground, looking up at him through your lashes, “It’s his money, actually. He makes sure I never have to work unless I want to.” 

“Guess he treats you pretty well. And look how you’re taking advantage of it.” His hand lay on the table next to yours, his fingertips nearly brushing the skin of your wrist. How bad would it be if you closed the gap? 

You bit your lip, “You’re allowed to turn me down.” 

“I don’t think I’d ever turn you down, Mrs. Donaldson.” 

Something about that title, something about the way he said it, made your blood run hot and cold at the same time. It reminded you of the myths of sirens. Beautiful monsters of the sea that used their voices to bring others to their demise. Talking to Patrick had that same type of allure, and the sense of danger. 

“Then tell me what you need.” 

“What do you think I need?” 

Oh, you could think of a few things. But you could also feel a pair of eyes on you, and you knew exactly who they belonged to. Part of you wanted to tempt him, see if you could get another reaction like out on the balcony. However, you quickly shot the idea down. Not right now, not in the middle of a crowded party.

Lips curving into an innocent smile, you pushed yourself a step back from him, “I think you need a nice place to sleep. And a few good meals. And maybe a hug.” 

The sudden switch-up took Patrick by surprise, but he handled it smoothly and responded only a beat later, “You’re offering?” 

“At least for the first two.” You didn’t know what you’d do if you were in his arms. With the way you were feeling now, with two glasses of wine in your system, your boundaries were getting blurrier and blurrier. How humiliating. 

His bottom lip jutted out into a pout. Which unfortunately dragged your gaze right down to his mouth. It took you a moment too long to meet his eyes again. 

“What, we can’t hug? Don’t you consider me a friend?” 

“I do.” You shrugged, tucking loose hair behind your ear, “Maybe I’m just not a touchy person.” 

A lie. You knew it, and you could tell by the look on his face that he knew it too.

“Yeah.” He smirked, sounding the opposite of sincere, “Art’s wife isn’t a touchy person. Sure.” 

You needed a cold shower. Or to go have some one-on-one time with your vibrator. Or maybe move to the seaside and spend your days going mad in a lighthouse. You weren’t sure. All you knew was how increasingly hot you were feeling. 

“Speaking of Art, go talk to him. Try to make amends. Meet some of his friends.” You suggested, glancing over at your husband. He wasn’t watching you anymore, at least not straight on. But he had a radar when it came to you, and he was very diligent in keeping tabs. No matter what.

“You trying to get rid of me?” Patrick asked lightly. No heat behind the words. 

“Oh, yes.” You admitted, placing your hands on his shoulders and pointing him towards Art, “Find me again before you leave and I’ll have your check.” 

“Yes, ma’am.” He grinned at you over his shoulder, sending a wink before sauntering off. 

Finally, you felt like you could actually get a breath in your lungs. 

The party had ended. Guests went home, Patrick got his check and headed to a hotel you recommended, and you and your partner left all the cleanup for the morning. You barely gave it a second glance as you went up to bed with him, your hand held tightly in his. 

Art fucked you like a starving man that night. You barely got into the room before his lips were plastered on your skin, his hands unzipping your dress with quick precision. He was usually much more reserved, but something about tonight had made him ravenous. And he wasn’t the only one.

You ended up on his lap; bare chests pressed together, skin sweaty and breaths heavy as you rolled your hips into him. His hands clutched your thighs, keeping you close, fingers pressing into the flesh. You pulled on his hair and his head immediately fell back. As if he were a puppet for you to position and use however you wanted. His eyes looked up at you with a fire in them you’d never seen before, but the adoration, the reverence, was all too familiar. 

Your name fell from his lips over and over again like a prayer. The single word weaved with threads of devotion, possessiveness, desire. A song joined in chorus by whatever nonsensical phrase entered his head. I love you, so perfect, all mine, please, please, please. 

He was claiming you. Marking his territory in his own special way. It didn’t matter that Patrick wasn’t here to see it, or that he probably would never even know. As long as Art could tell himself that you were his, he’d be okay. Jealousy was a good look on him. 

You could feel your core tighten with each and every movement of his hips against you. You weren’t going to last much longer. But by the look in your husband’s eyes, neither was he. 

Parted lips claimed yours in a messy kiss, tongue sliding into your mouth and exploring every open space. Then you were being flipped over; back pressed into the mattress as Art rocked into you with reckless abandon. He intertwined his fingers with yours and pinned your hands above your head without ever breaking the kiss. 

You lasted about thirty seconds. Finally, the tension in you snapped and your orgasm washed over you in waves, leaving you limp and trembling. Art finished only a moment later. You could feel him pulsing inside of you as the aftershocks slowly faded away. The room reeked of sweat and sex and your head was spinning. 

Art, your precious, dutiful man, rested his head on your chest as he attempted to catch his breath. You could feel the tickle of his lips kissing your skin, the soft squeeze of his hands on your hips. You ran a hand through his damp hair, fingers massaging his scalp. 

“I love you.” He murmured against your ribs, right over your thundering heart. He said it like he couldn’t quite believe he was allowed, like he didn’t believe you were here, that you were his. 

Dark hair and cigarette smoke flashed through your mind. Almost-touching hands and paper checks. 

“I love you.” You responded, kissing his hairline, “Happy Birthday, baby.” 

The only response you got was a tired, happy sound and another kiss to your collarbone. A quick adjustment later and the two of you were tucked under the blankets, your head on Art’s chest and his arm around you. Neither of you cared enough to clean yourselves up or to put pajamas on. Art was already softly snoring next to you, and you could feel your eyelids getting heavy.

As you listened to the baddump of his heart, a strange thought flitted through your mind. You’d just had the best sex of your life, and it was because of Patrick. You weren’t the only one who’d been thinking of him while in the throes of passion. The notion made something strange twinge in your gut. 

And then, like he’d somehow read your mind, your phone lit up with a text. 

Patrick Zweig: You free for lunch tomorrow?

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Ft: Henry bowers, Patrick hocksetter, Victor criss, Belch huggins.

Tw: dark stuff remember its the bowers gang!!!

Henry:

・Henry is the most aggressive and just mean😭

・you give him one wrong look and your already a target for him.

・depending on how much he hates you is how far he will go.

・He deff has some doggys!!!!

・hes a dog person confirmed ^_^

・he has two dogs, both are German shepherds (cant think of any names so just make them up..)

・hes had sex with like five girls, maybe even more. But they dont mean anything to him he just needs a good fuck every once in a while.

・he mostly goes for nasty bitches (thats all there is in darry) but if hes lucky there will be one sweet, innocent girl he can corrupt. (He has a thing for the innocent ones)

・Henrys favorite color is red im confirming it :3

・he stays out late so he doesn’t have to go home to his shit dad, he hangs with his friends but he also likes his alone time.

・when he was younger i just know he loved trucks😭

・a truck is definitely his dream car💪🏻💪🏻

・Henry doesn’t like loud children and he doesn’t like crowds because its so annoying trying to get through and its loud as hell.

・he is not scared to get into a little kids face and tell them to shut up and if they really push it he might slap em’ on the head.

・i feel like when he was younger he definitely wanted a sibling he wanted a younger sibling to hang out with and make into like a mini him just someone he could protect and hang with. (He still kinda does)

・anger issues, daddy issues, asshole issues, what do you expect?

・henry bowers getting therapy when??

・bro looks at himself in the mirror and just admires himself bc he knows hes hot😭

・AS HE SHOULDDDD

・i would like to say hes pretty good at skateboarding like i just have an image of him when he was younger with his little crew and there just skating☹️☹️

・but he thinks he doesn’t have time for it anymore, only on rare occasions he does it. (Vic still skates often tho)

・but yeah henry bowers is pretty fire🔥🔥

Patrick:

・the most sadistic and cruel like we all know that.

・bro is just born this way no sad backstory nothing😭

・I imagine that its just him and his mom, and his mom is a sweet angel while hes just the devil.

・his dad left after he killed his little brother, and Patricks okay with that. Never like his old man anyways.

・he has some type of caring for his mom I mean like deep deep inside somewhere you will find a little care.

・he does not care about your race or sexuality at all like the only thing he will care about is if your a girl because he believes that men are better than woman.

・little patrick was like, “MOM GET BACK IN THE KITCHEN!”

・complete menace smh.

・but yeah he doesn’t care he just calls you slurs and stuff because he loves humiliating people😭 the rush he feels it gives him a feeling of what its like to even feel something.

・he doesn’t have a favorite color, he thinks thats stupid and childish. Like who gives a fuck? (I DO☹️)

・no filter. Speaks his mind.

・”Fucking whore.”

・evilest laugh EVER.

・”if i laugh during a fight run” ah💀

・deep deep down he has a soft spot for his little gang and his mom, deep, deep, deeeeeep down.

・he wants to feel things he just doesn’t, so, feeling that rush of excitement or sexual energy or desire helps him feel emotions and he doesn’t care if its bad at least hes feeling it!

Victor:

・hes the smartest like he got those straight A’s in elementary🙏🏻🙏🏻

・i just know hes a cat person like he holds in a coo when hes those little furballs☹️

・has two siblings >3< a little brother and a little sister!!!

・and hes a pretty decent big bro to.

・took them to the park, helps his little sister tie her shoes, but just bc there his little siblings doesn’t mean hes not afraid to get rough with them. Hes in the bowers gang for a reason.

・hes like the stereotypical bully, pinning people down shoving them a little bit maybe a little beat dowm mocking and teasing his victims.

・never to far ig…

・Victor’s favorite color is green, yeah pretty obvious ik ik☹️☹️

・he cuts his own hair!!! Hes pretty smart when hes not being a asshole.

・i feel like if he wasn’t a bully he would have so much potential.

・buttt anywho he has old note books that he used to journal in when he was younger he thinks its stupid now that hes older. (I promise its not)

・he likes making Henry proud because i mean hes his leader why wouldn’t he want to please him?

・he grew up in a srict household, when he was 8 he realized rules are stupid.

・they are all little shits omds.

・he used to want to be a cop but look where he is nowwww..

・woops!

・funfact: hes pretty good with kids sense he has little siblings, he just doesn’t have a lot of patience.

Belch:

・most empathetic, his actor even said he was more human than the others he was not as evil as the others.

・i feel like hes a 100% mamas boy he hates his dad, his parents split up so he takes care of his mom behind the scenes.

・he has one little sister which she is the exact opposite of him like literally shes just a sweet little bundle of joy with her taller and bigger intimidating older brother next to her with his arms crossed.

・might be a better older brother than vic ngl😪

・now im not saying hes gentle or nice hes still an asshole hes not a good person im just saying hes nicer than the others.

・he intimates kids, shoves them around, never anything as bad as henry gets with his strength.

・Belch likes to make people intimidated, he feels strong. He feels good.

・belch is a dog person but he thinks cats are okay, but definitely a dog person.

・hes got a little pug <\3

・which he keeps his pug ten yards away from patrick because that pug is his baby.

・to any of patricks fat jokes hes like “Im big boned asshole!”

・close enough welcome back eric cartman.

・I feel like his favorite color would be blue or orange.

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Do you prefer the Musical versions of the characters or the movie versions?

Oh boy-I have controversial takes

Ponyboy

For Ponyboy? I prefer his movie version if we’re talking about them looking like their respective ages but I do use Brody’s Ponyboy a lot more because in most of my content Ponyboy is aged up (because I like to make headcanons and comics for post book) so I do like Brody’s version of Pony as a more aged up version, say 17-18. I do prefer his hair in the musical since it fits the “brown almost red hair” thing better So both? Like I like movie Ponyboy because he looks 14 but Brody’s Ponyboy is just so lovable. I can see Pony looking like that aged up tbh. Also C Tommy Howell’s constant RBF in the movie goes hard 😭

Sodapop

It’s touch to say honestly. I like them both? I enjoy Jason’s portrayal of Soda and I don’t recall much of Rob Lowe. The only thing I do wish is that they made his hair more blonde so it would stay more true to the book but that’s just me being nit picky in the end. I do prefer the outfit Rob wore, flannels just seem very Sodapip esque to me. The only thing I wish was different was the portrayal of Sofa in the musical since he seems to be too much of a womanizer honestly and while Soda is flirty I feel like there are other aspects of his personality they could’ve played up. That being did I do prefer Jason!

Darry

It honestly took me a while to warm up to Brent. Patrick Swayze is literally Darry. I prefer Brent’s voice more but Patrick just looks more Darry. That’s not to say I don’t like Brent as Darry-I love him as Darry! It just took me a little bit to warm up to him. I think I like him more as a prson though if that makes sense-Patrick looks the part more. Also I have some choice words about Darry’s portrayal in the musical; while he was more well rounded emotionally and didn’t feel like a robot, I can’t get over how mean they made him in the musical. Especially the line about Dallas “giving up” because he killed his elf. I get where he’s coming from but like…y’know?

Johnny

Movie Johnny has a special place in my heart. Younger me had the biggest and fattest crush on him I won’t even lie. He also just…looks more Johnny? Smaller and younger looking. Also just his voice sounded more Johnny than Sky-I do love Sky though! Live laugh love Sky, but I just prefer the way Ralph played Johnny. Sky’s voice is lovely though and I love how he portrays Johnny as more strong if that makes sense? Like Johnny is still strong and resilient, he’s just quiet and more jumpy than normal. And I kinda like that the musical made somewhat of an emphasis on this.

Dallas

Musical 100%. I’ve kinda always liked the headcanon of Dally being black and the gang being interracial. And Josh just looks and sounds SO much like Dally. I like that they made him more well rounded too-they gave him a more sympathetic side and emphasized some of his better qualities and while he still is a little shit, he’s just…not just there to be a tough hoodlum y’know? I also really love his relationship with Johnny and Pony, the whole little brother thing definitely feels really good. I’ve seen people be mad that the gang isn’t all white but like…I think that’s stupid. I prefer musical Dally tbh

Two Bit

Also musical. Daryl Tofa my beloved <333 He reminds me of Leo Valdez from the Percy Jackson books and I love it. I love his outfit. I love his tattoos. I love his laid back energy and his relationship with Soda in the musical. I wish he had more stage time tho-like I wish they gave him his own little bit of time because I seriously loved Teo Bit being a POC. I can’t tell what his ethnicity is (Hawaiian? Caribbean? Can someone help me out 😭) but whatever he is I love two bit thing like that

Steve

Honestly I dunno-Steve is such a minor character in the book, movie and musical that it’s hard for me to say. I’m gonna say both because Tom Cruise is just so doofy in the movie and musical Steve is barely in it enough for me to make a judgement. I didn’t even know it was Steve when I first saw the show tbh, I just thought it was a character they added like Ace.

Cherry

Musical. She seemed a lot more…well rounded in a way? I like that they made her stronger and able to stand up for herself. I don’t remember much on the movie but I LOVE Cherry in the musical and I would so hang out with her-also Emma Pittman I love you Emma Pittman

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BLOODBORNE LORE Q+A PART 5: BOSSES

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THE HUNTER ASKS:

there IS a connection! where queen yharnam can be found, so can her shadows! they're HER shadows, not the shadows of the city. this is a reasonable inference given they have low poly pthumerian faces under the hoods. i brightened the shit out of this screencap to make it easy to see.

the boss version is found right before you run into her (or, really, one of her projections*) in the moonside lake and the others right before we bump into her on our way to deal with mergo.

*this is some speculation but its not without backing. the real queen yharnam can summon two ghostly clones of herself who can be distinguished from the real one because they are not pregnant. the one you meet before mergo poofs like the ones she summons during her fight if you hit her.

they do suck tho. kind of a shitty fight. if youre a confederate and you summon henryk its not even fair. something DID happen in development tho. lance macdonald, who does a lot of bloodborne datamining that whips ass, recently posted a comprehensive history of this bastard: the snake ball

despite the shadows of yharnam sucking ass and being one of the weaker boss fights, i seriously think this looks way worse and it was a good idea to cut it. if i reached the end of this notoriously grueling and miserably boring level full of literally nothing but snakes just to be served another, bigger snake i would become saint patrick irl. at least they pretended it wasnt snakes at first with the current fight lol.

i dont really get the snake infestation thing. like its there and there's the whole madras twins story or whatever. but it doesnt really seem to have any attribution to any outside force. it just seems like its some shit that happens in yharnam. sucks. maybe this is supposed to be another example of the line between man and beast blurring, like the note in byrgenwerth.

THE HUNTER ASKS:

lol i love this question. i have no idea. how tf does he know its name is paarl. it sure as shit didnt tell him. "vacuous rom" at least comes from micolash but i dont know how you would know it before that. how does the hunter know its a spider. how does the hunter know ebrietas is a girl. the insane confidence to decide that mergo's wet nurse is a wet nurse is unfathomable.

i saw someone on reddit call logarius "gary" and i thought that was very disrespectful. does that help.

THE HUNTER ASKS:

i think so! not a lot of info on those guys. i appreciate their existence tho. they have a sick hat you can steal.

i guess i don't really understand how fire works in the bloodborne universe, really. laurence's burning body could be read as metaphorical but none of the fires in yharnam go out easily. old yharnam is still burning, somehow. some pthumerican enemies can cast hadoukens for no reason, for example: the pthumerian elder, those chalice dungeon enemies that look like the chapel dweller, the keeper of the old lords and their horrible dog, the shadows of yharnam............lady maria..........!

the only one i can think of that breaks this pattern are the beast possessed soul and the loran cleric who tries to kill you IRL by lighting your PS4 on fire with his AOE attack. i know i post this all the time but please watch this 30 second clip of this asshole casting nuclear winter on this poor hunter

genuinely no clue on this. fire cleanses or whatever but other than that its a mysterious force in universe that behaves oddly.

THE HUNTER ASKS:

i believe so! she's at least a cainhurst knight if her outfit is anything to go by. its such a good fight. her song on the OST is a waltz and its like they created the fight around keeping time.

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i should cut this here. next time i can focus entirely on rom/mensis/the one reborn, etc. almost done. that post will probably be long tho.

but everyone is so wrong about what happened so you have to deal with it.

I GOT A LOT OF PROBLEMS WITH YOU PEOPLE

[patrickscervix]

for clarification about pete and patrick’s wires being crossed: not the womb stuff (bc yikes) but the defending him, taking care of things, calling him baby, etc

you’re totally good dnw i figured that was what you meant ❤️ also wanted to add more about pete’s thought process because i got away from myself answering the other ask lol

for pete it’s difficult because he does actually feel like he has claim to patrick despite them not being in a relationship ever lol and he’s always felt like this but it’s compounded by the fact now that he IS single and so is patrick and he DID break up with his partner to be with patrick (tbh tho it was more like meagan broke up with him) but obviously, like, patrick does not know that. so patrick’s his, in pete’s mind, and he always has been, they’re soulmates, it was just never the right time for them to be together, or pete was worried that he would ruin patrick, caught up in his own self hatred, or in a sort of limbo between two worlds (his marriage with ashlee or patrick and the band, etc). and he’s like, okay, now it’s finally time, we can be together, and he’s trying to make that known. like, in his own way, he’s trying!

because you’re right, pete is like, oh, i have to show him i can take care of him, he’s always been the one who got stuck taking care of me, and i let go of him and he went and ran himself wild and almost killed himself drinking and not eating and doing coke (the paternalism goes CRAZY with pete) because i wasn’t looking out for him, i have to look out for him, i have to take care of him, i have to show him i love him, i have to make up for how i was before

and he’s more self-aware than patrick, certainly, but also, like, quite a bit chauvinist about it all lol. they’ve talked through their issues and gotten better at communication but there’s still a lot left uncovered and stuff they haven’t dealt with and pete’s not really aware just how much is simmering under the surface for patrick. like he knows how patrick feels, partially, they understand each other’s issues with body image, perception, dehumanization in an approximate sense, and he’s also worried that patrick is slipping back into disordered eating/substance abuse, but at the same time he’s offended and hurt that patrick doesn’t WANT pete to take care of him, that he’s so furiously and callously rejecting him. he really feels like he’s laid all of himself on the table, and like they’re maybe getting somewhere, and he’s unendingly confused when he shows up at patrick’s house the night that the video leaks, intending to be his knight in shining armor and fight all his twitter battles for him, and patrick is mean and unruly and drunk, not at all grateful

and, like, pete DID tell patrick point blank that he wants to get him pregnant and mate him, he just did so at an incredibly bad time, and he’s kind of aware of that, which is why he pulls away, in his own head about it all, hurt and worried, but he wants to try and bring them back to normalcy on the plane ride home, try and make patrick understand, but it just doesn’t work and it ends with pete snapping. which he knows he’s wrong for and ends up giving patrick space because he thinks that’s what he needs to do, even though he SHOULD apologize (still not pete’s strong suit lol), but when patrick texts him first he thinks everything is forgiven and they can start over and that patrick is ready, that he wants to let pete take care of him, and that is very much not the case lmao

[gayboyrocklee]

I saw this post on Instagram abt Patrick Bateman pony in My Little Pony (background pony), and how his cutie mark was a vinyl, and someone commented it should be an axe, bc “he kills people and all 🤓” but that irks me as not only a fan of My Little Pony but arguably a fan of the American Psycho movie. Anyway, as we all know, cutie marks in My Little Pony are (oftentimes abstract) representation of a pony’s true calling, their special talent. Applejack has apples bc she’s gonna work at the family apple farm, Fluttershy has butterflies bc she’s good with animals. You get the gist of it. Patrick Bateman’s cutie mark being a vinyl makes a lot of sense, it’s meant to represent his passion for music, one he clearly displays in the movie American Psycho. He knows about Huey Lewis and the News, discussing their discography in great length. Patrick REVELS in this type of discussion, the niche cultural nuances of how each piece of music is received. Patrick’s fixation on the systems in place, as well as his interest in music, make his cutie mark as a pony make a lot of sense. Patrick’s autistic ass ramblings abt social structures and the way things are perceived (same as hell btw) couple great with that interest in music. So you know what his talent is, what his calling is, and who he is as a pony.

Now for the counter argument: his cutie mark should be an axe. No. Not at all my guy. Patrick’s cutie mark being an axe would imply one crucial thing: that he is in any way exceptionally good at murder. You could argue the axe is abstract, but it is still a much looser fit than the vinyl. Patrick’s thing w music ties into his personality and is something he’s more attuned to than murdering. Because here’s what that commenter fails to understand, and what many people watching American Psycho don’t get: Patrick Bateman is not good at murder. He gets a few kills in, sure, but those are people in explicitly vulnerable positions (ex. the sex worker), or just animals. Patrick Bateman fails to kill anyone who is in any way an equal or greater than him. “But he kills Paul Allen!” Did he? Because if he did, he sure as hell is never going to get the credit for doing so. No one believes him when he says he did. Patrick Bateman is robbed of the glory, the power, of killing Paul, because no one believes him. Or maybe he didn’t at all! American Psycho is a weird movie. My point is Patrick Bateman is a killer, sure, and he’s good at what he does, but what he does is weak. The axe is a sign of the one piece of victory he really gets, one that is robbed for him at the end of the movie. The axe is not representative of who he is as a person, but rather who he wants to be. Who he will, fundamentally, never be. No way in hell it would ever be his cutie mark. The vinyl and music notes ties in much deeper to his personality and mannerisms (as per the movie).

I went on this rant to my friend Bella the other day and I think she got hung up on the Patrick Bateman pony bit. She and I had different viewing thoughts, tho we viewed it at the same time. It’s whatever, I think the movie is cool. It’s passed midnight here and I think I’m getting sick goodnite

[decaydanceredacted]

god i just rewatched the HOUR LONG garage band interview/masterclass patrick did in 2014 and fuckkk(b also comfort video asf)

1 he’s unreasonably adorable and just like comforting? 2 all the closeups of his fucking HANDS i need them in all my holes and in my mouth so i can suck on them while he fucks me and calls me a good boy for taking it all so well 3 the way he gets all flustered at the hecklers(even tho the second hand embarrassment kills me) 4 there’s this one like 10 second time period where he puts one of his hands on his waist and like HOLY SHIT he’s so fucking curvy and you can see the way his tummy curves out into his hips and he’s just sooooo edible i need to bite and kiss and nuzzle 5 the sweater paws throughouttt i need to fuck him and he puts one of his arms up to hide his face in the crook of his elbow b he’s still wearing the fucking cardigan and has a sweater paw that he’s gripping onto for dear life 6 so many ppl in the comments were talking ab how j calming and soothing his voice is like i could j listen to it forever YESSSS 7 as previously stated he’s adorable b not in like a ‘cutie soft smol’ way like i still need him to finger me till i’m crying while i sit in his lap and he just talks me thru it the whole time and rubs my back 8 as previously mentioned in the voice thing i need him to just ramble to me while we cuddle after sex(he’s the little spoon he talked ab it in i think it was loveline n the iconic clip of joe cuddling him in 2003(?) side note i need to leave sweet little kisses on his neck while we spoon and he gets all squirmy and ticklish) until i fall asleep.

-spiral anon (sry for the long ass rants i’ve been on bed rest for 2 weeks w no social interaction and i’m going so insane i have so many thoughts in my brain that i need to get OUT)

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[garthofshayeris]

MY OFFICIAL THOUGHTS AND OPINIONS ON AQUAMAN AND THE LOST KINGDOM. Spoilers ahead.

OKAY. I was pleasantly surprised by how much I liked it. It was very fun and it did not have the problem of too many villains that I was expecting based on everything I read. If that was the result of the rewrites and reshoots, I am happy for them.

A lot of the visuals and smaller adventures felt very Silver Age! There were certain creatures that were directly from the 60s, which I appreciated. Topo was lovely. If you know me, you know one of my major gripes with some of the recent Aquaman comics is that they do not lean into the animal sidekick thing anymore. And the group of whales straight up killing all those people? THAT is the Aquaman content I like to see.

The horror elements were just enough to balance out the sillier parts. Although I knew Arthur Jr was never in any actual danger, this is the closest DC has come since the 70s to making it even somewhat realistic that they would kill a baby. Like, I knew they wouldn't. But for once I said to myself, "they've established this enough that I believe this threat." You know my stance on DC trying to bait another Death of a Prince...

The cursed Trident possessing Manta was giving such Preboot Orm vibes. I liked it, I appreciate a slow possession arc. Manta was scary and felt like a real threat, which is difficult to achieve when he's a human and he's fighting people so much stronger than him. Shin was also SO good, you knew he was going to redeem himself but it still felt very natural for him to do so. Idk why Manta trusted him with the baby duffel bag tho, after all the times Shin clearly was snooping and giving Manta disapproving looks. Also why did they put that baby in a duffel bag lmao

Overall, it was a pretty straightforward story that felt easy to follow. This isn't always the case for superhero films, so it was refreshing. And a good end to the franchise. This actually felt like it would have been a great end to a TRILOGY, and that we were missing a middle story...

HOWEVER.

Not to make this about me and my blorbo but.......this would have made a lot more sense as a story about Arthur and Garth. I'm sorry, but it's true. Every time I saw a Silver Age reference, I just said to myself "oh yeah, that's a story with Aqualad in it, but now it's Orm." I KNOW that Orm needed his lil redemption arc, but if Patrick Wilson was not besties with James Wan, I don't think he would have gotten one.

Because Kordax was Slizzath. He just was. They took Slizzath's story and renamed him Kordax. So many parts of the movie I was like "this is adapted from Tempest (1996)" BUT IF THEY HAD USED SLIZZATH WITHOUT GARTH I WOULD HAVE BEEN PISSED so I get it but I don't get it, you know? But Kordax was just Slizzath.

I posted a few years ago about my ideal Aquaman trilogy, and tbh this felt like my ideal third movie, plot-wise and tone-wise......except my vision was about Garth, not Orm. Orm could be there, I guess, but imo he should have had a sequel redemption and then the third movie should have introduced the evil sorcerer thing. It would have made perfect sense to need Atlan's blood, thinking they're fine because they saved the baby but then Garth accidentally bleeds on the altar and unlocking his powers, and releasing Slizzath. PLUS then he could freeze the ice caps again with his new found powers lmao I'm worried about the implications.........nobody in this universe has ice powers.....

I get that it would have been hard to introduce a new character for a sequel with absolutely no chance at a third movie, so I do understand that Garth was never an option....but holy shit, Garth would have been a perfect fit for this movie.

AGAIN, not to make it about my blorbo .......

also I cannot believe they killed Vulko via plague?? I almost laughed out loud. It's absolutely because they could not reconcile that if Vulko was alive, Arthur would not need Orm's help lmao RIP Vulko I choose to believe you were hanging around as a ghost like in Vol 5

One last gripe but omg Atlan's trident looked so BAD in some scenes??? It looked very prop-like, and not metal at all??? did anyone else notice it? It's really bad on the iceberg scene. The costumes were actually great but omg that trident prop lmao

OVERALL, it was a really fun movie. I'm happy to say that I liked it. I think it will get bad critic reviews and really good audience reviews. It just felt very fun and heartfelt. The action scenes were also well lit and easy to follow, and that alone should convince people to see it

I'm going to see it again tomorrow and I want to make a list of the other random things that I noticed. I know I'm missing a lot. How did ya'll feel about it??

[coqvttes]

BABES I FULLY AGREE WITH YOU, like sure sometimes some things patrick did were hot but like most of him gave me soooo much ick. i will admit tho, im a throuple truther because i love that the characters work if they’re together. the director explained the churro scene and it is AMAZING!!! i hope this means that maybe art will start becoming part of ur catalog because im on my knees for him!!!!!!!!

i haven’t seen deadpool yet! i went for twisters and maxxxine, the first one was really good and soo much fun i bet you’ll love it and the second one was okay, kinda boring compared to pearl and x. what i did see for the first time is to kill a mockingbird, the movie is amazing but GIRL, gregory peck as atticus?? if you don’t know him I BEG OF YOU TO GO ON PINTEREST AND SEARCH HIM UP. hes the definition of A MAN. i could talk about him all day, hes my latest obsession 🤭

- ilysm, sofi nonnie ᡣ𐭩

REALLLL!! like i know that i would hate patrick irl but i really lke him as a character and i love the whole point of challengers and the ending! the soundtrack was so good too its so unique but i loved it. i really liked this movie its not at all what i expected! YEAH I SAW MAXXXINE! it was a huge disappointment because ive seen pearl and x already those two were really good movies but maxxxine just didnt feel like it belonged in this triology istg it was not up to my expectations but it was fun i love mia goth! and i HAVE SEEN TKAMB i watched it for my english class last year and BRO I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN!!! gregory is so fine, like im ready to be his housewife!! i dont even care girl I am sat! ive also been obsessing over nikolaj coster waldau, u might know him from game of thrones if u've seen it but hes so majestic i just wanna stare at him all day. x

[lokiinmediasideblog]

If you were to make a norse mythology accurate movie who would you cast in the roles of the main gods?

Just so you know, I don't watch a lot of recent movies because I cancelled subscriptions and sail the seas if something interests me enough (So I am not familiar with a lot of younger actors; I barely know who Chalamet is).

Also, I don't know how old you'd want them to appear or be relative to each other because they eat apples that give them back their youth, and technically they've all lived past mortal lifespans based on the myth with Thiazi. So would they have multiple actors for different stages? Or can we just assume some ate an apple more recently? Those would be important questions to ask beforehand.

TBH, the GOW Thor depiction (Ryan Hurst) is possibly the best depiction of myth!Thor to this day. But other than that, for Thor, I'd go with Kristofer Hivju. Dude's a Scandinavian ginger already.

For Balder, it'd be some guy that's very conventionally good-looking. Can't think of a specific one at the top of my head, but not hard to find.

For Loki, I have a variety of actors. Loki has the widest choice in actors as a shapeshifter. I want someone that is kinda weird looking but scrunkly (suggestions are welcome).

IF there's anything an actor that has portrayed a depiction of Loki has in common with the rest is that they're usually scrunkly-looking.

Options:

Cameron Monaghan because he was batshit enough in Gotham (I know the ginger hair is a misconception based on the incorrect assumption that he's a fire God, but there's a ginger (most common depiction) and might be too young compared to Hivju but maybe he just ate an apple more recently like in the Thiazi myth).

I love David Dastmalchian and he's scrunkly so I am including him here (and he's closer in age to Hivju).

I think on anon asks with hypothetical casting choices, we've mentioned though unlikely, Tilda Swinton, David Tennant or Kieran Culkin would kill it.

I also love Patrick Fischler. He's so likeable even when he plays violent murderers that seem to have sprouted from Hell (and for some weird reason I'm convinced that had the Avengers movie been developed in the 90s he'd have been MCU!Loki, arguably in a more villainous direction but very likeable).

EDIT: Forgot to mention Robert Carlyle. He'd be perfect in that role.

For Odin, Claes Bang, Willem Dafoe, or Mads Mikkelsen. Needs to be kinda aloof but also a shifty bastard.

Not sure who I'd pick for Heimdall, maybe the guy that plays Tyrell Wellick in Mr. Robot (he could also work for other roles tho; and is weird-enough to be Loki too)? IDK this is hard ! D:

[aaaaamorphous-entity]

People need to re-learn how to Read The Assignment in fandom spaces. This can apply to a lot of things but I’m going off of a personal experience here as well as the reactions to a character re-imagining I saw earlier tonight, which sparked this post.

I posted in a character rant board a while ago about the parallels between two characters. To remove as many variables as I can for people to use to deviate from the point of this post, I’m not telling who :p Besides, that’s irrelevant. I posted about these characters’ parallels, citing the particular pieces of the decidedly sprawling franchise they’re a part of that I had seen for my observations and commentary.

Cue what I call the Patrick Star phase.

A couple people started with what-about-isms about depictions of the characters in other parts of the franchise which weren’t included in the list I had seen. Not with the purpose to add to my point, nor to correct factually incorrect claims of which I'd made none, only to argue I didn’t Know Enough to make a point at all, I guess? The point of the post was about the characters’ parallels.

A person started nitpicking my wording (which, mind, was not incoherent nor far off from the ‘perfect’ phrasing). Instead of engaging with the spirit of what I was saying and either giving their own perspective on the one nitpicked character’s mindset, or asking for elaboration on my end, they just cited why I was ackshually wrong. The point of the post was about the characters’ parallels.

Somebody DM’d me about how using they-them pronouns for a character was actually unfair to non-English speaking fans and I should be more considerate. Which isn’t the point of this post either but still irks me to this day. Especially as a resident they-them-haver myself.

Anyways. The point of the post was about the characters’ parallels. The Assignment™ was to discuss this subject. To share one’s thoughts about it, to perhaps, kindly, engage with that point and consider it, or share why one personally can’t see it, or whatever have you.

“But what if I didn’t want that assignment?” a theoretical naysayer might ask. Then: don’t comment on that post. It isn’t for you. Coming onto that post just to tell the OP why they’re wrong or What About This part of the media they haven’t seen, or the evolution of that: 'they can’t have a developed opinion of these characters if they haven’t seen XYZ'...is all unproductive, and Not Fun.

The point of fandom to me is to have fun. To engage with the media you all share a love for and build each other up. That grows creativity, and community, and furthers character analysis and media literacy and all that good stuff (ideally speaking, anyways).

If you come onto a post with an Assignment™, only to act like the Grinch and only contribute comments that spoil the fun, then why did you even comment at all? To be right? To feel superior? To just put someone in their place?

What does that accomplish besides killing someone’s desire to engage with others in this fandom, and possibly just entirely remove their creative voice from the space? I know I’ve certainly lost the desire to engage with many in my fandom save a few curated friends because so often, people Miss The Assignment.

This applies to a character re-imagining I saw tonight (not Hazbin Hotel, and not The Point Of This Post. Y’all could stand to hear this too tho), in which the comments were all negative or nitpicky. The character in question was more or less a parody, poorly written and largely disappointing for what he and many others of his group had been built up to be.

The OP had to take a lot of creative liberties to make him into an actual character, instead of a vindictive author’s joke. They still went to the effort of tying in themes and design choices that all complimented details unique to this character and the one other intrinsically tied to him, as well as incorporating a nod to an old fad in the fandom that apparently happened before I joined it. It was a pretty solid redesign IMO. Very different from the character as he was shown on-screen, but frankly, that’s like taking a burning pile of spinning gears and hammering them into a functional clock in this instance.

And all the comments had to say was ‘just make an OC at this point’, or nitpicking that this wasn’t REALLY a ‘rewrite’ because the OP hadn’t written a story or anything of substance with the character (??????????), and one person correcting OP about bipolarism, of which OP was already familiar with through a family member, though frankly I’m unqualified to comment on any of that myself (although I will note OP did not depart from the depictions of bipolarism within the original media they were working with).

All this to say: The Assignment™ of that post was to engage with the idea of redesigning that character. To add your thoughts about him, what could fit him, or possibly some alternatives if the reader felt something fit better. What did saying ‘just make an OC at this point’ add? What did nitpicking about the semantics of the word ‘rewrite’ do? It’s a nothingburger of commentary that, if I were the OP, would kill enthusiasm for the subject.

If you see a fandom post discussing characters, sharing ideas about them or the setting, talking about ships, or talking about parts of the media just clearly for the goddang fun of it, then you have two Decent options: Engage in good faith, or Just. Keep. Scrolling. Commenting just to drag down the OP does nothing but kill the mood and damage community and enthusiasm therein.

For the umpteenthousandth time: if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all

[clemencetaught]

get to know the author!

name : ferre

pronouns :  they/them

preference of communication : discord, but i can do tumblr ims. honestly, i’m slow on both but i’m a tad quicker to get back to ppl on discord….although again, these days i prefer to keep my discord to solely those whom i feel ooc wise comfortable around!

most active muse :  this guy ( patrick ) clawed his way into single muse blog status with the number of times he gave me brainrot on my multimuse so i’d say it’s probably patrick :’D

experience / how many years :  like about on-and-off for about 8 years? i did do a little bit back in 2013 in quizilla ims which was my introduction to rp before i started formally on tumblr in 2015….that being said i was on-and-off for about the first three years until in 2018 when i made calum- he was the first muse of mine that actually like, stuck :’D that being said, i did also take like a year hiatus in 2020 before coming back in 2021 so uh….eight years might not be the most accurate number jfksdljfkl

best experience : this attempt so far?? Has been so wonderful and i wouldn’t change any of what has happened for the world- my mutuals and writing partners are so skilled and friendly and patient and LITERALLY some of their muses have managed to elicit responses and character development from my muses that i would have NEVER imagined :’D but if we have to go specific….maybe it’s the hunger games au verse i dragged some ppl into?? the plotting and characters they have come up with is PHENOMENAL and wow, i’m gonna stuck to them all like super glue for 5ever &lt;3

rp pet peeves : so many! my biggest ones, however, are self-centered and inconsiderate partners: those who disregard my rules, those who talk only about their own muses in every thread and plotting interaction, those who only seem to take interest in my blog(s) when it involves receiving writing from me. That and blogs that follow first but never make a move/any indication of interest, not even a like on my posts….no offense, but i’m not chasing after you. Other pet peeves include facechasing, trauma dumping ( ooc and ic ), and drama. oh, and partners who just don’t?? Respond to my attempts at some kind of ooc interaction- it can even be in tags, but if you’re not saying anything then that kills my enthusiasm very quickly.

fluff, angst, or smut : see, i want character development and exploration in my threads so i don’t think it’s fair to split up threads into these categories bc if done with intention, you can learn something new about your muse and your partner’s muse in any thread ( and yes, that includes the crack threads- DON’T UNDERESTIMATE ME :D ) i will say though, smut is highly unlikely here just bc patrick is demisexual + it’s gonna take like 2839402384098 years for him and hyuk to look at and act on each other in that manner :’D

plots or memes : plotting <3 but memes are good for starting off plotted dynamics tho!! most times, however, i’m not a fan of first meetings either. I like to have some kind of dynamic/backstory to go off of and would rather not overstep any boundaries so you’re not really a plotter… we might not be a good match. 

long or short replies : see, patrick is a literature professor. for someone softspoken and reserved, he has a TON of thoughts and opinions so whenever i do try to keep things short and sweet, he bucks against it and will give me at least three paragraphs….over 1000 words too. we’re very ( not ) sorry :’D

time to write : depends on what’s happening at work and what my mood is. I do try to do my writing in the afternoon/morning though as most days i feel like i haven’t done anything productive/meaningful until i’ve written at least something.

are you like your muses : hahahaha, nah. I mean, we do have similar interests ( ie. literature and working in higher ed ), but personality-wise he’s much more stiff and erudite than me :’D i will say i think all characters we write do have pieces of ourselves in them, otherwise they’d never be able to grow, but for the most part, no i don’t think i’m really like patrick <3 at the very least, i'm not nearly as repressed as him fjskdlfjsl

tagged by: @wynterlanding ( thank you so much ♡ )

tagging: take it if you would like!! i'm would be curious to see how you describe your own rp style :3

[thatoneandlonelyemo2005]

sorry let me just add a few if i may

any scene with kid blink tho, like Trey (the actor) really put a lot into it and i love the scene where Oscar mimics him

ANY of the background newsies, like it gives so much to the characters fr

Also Mr. Kloppman my beloved and him helping Dutchy with spelling "strike"

The rally scene and all the boys in their suits<3

Them all dancing is just something that can send me

Mush and Blink being thrown into the air during Seize the Day, Mush and Blink in general

Skitterys stick he keeps throughout the whole movie

SKITTERY AND BUMLETS PLAY FIGHTING WITH STICKS DURING CARRYING THE BANNER

Everyone of their hair cuts<3

Seeing inside of the lodge house

Race getting hit in rally and Medda calling for him

BOOTS MY BELOVED BOY HE IS SO SPECIAL

Jack going to rescue Crutchie and bringing rope

David not being amazed with Jack Roosevelt story

ALSO HIM HOLDING JACK UP WITH ROPE

Specs line in the lodge house about "thats an unsual name around these parts" and race "he put a egg in his shoe and beat it"

Swifty with paint on him and being an artist, also his clothes being ripped bc he likes to steal (thats a head cannon but why else is his shirt ripped)

Bumlets hair

ISTG IT WILL KILL ME BUT MUSH BEING THE ONLY ONE IN SHORTS

The music that can melt my brain, their may be some parts that are wack but GOOD LORD maybe its bc im in band but i go crazy over it

Crutchie my beloved

Them all being so touchy and friendship gay

Denton singing in King Of New York

This may not count for it but Blood Drips Heavily On Newsies Square

The behind the scene stuff along with Kevin Stea vlogs

Snitch and Itey sleeping in the same bed with each other

PATRICKS MOTHER

Sarahs dress at the rally

Santa Fe dance break

reasons why newsies 1992 is Superior

the beginning monologue!! showing all the newsies in the bed!! and sleepin on the statue!!!!!! it captured the essence of the time period and like….being a small lil newsie who had to find a place to sleep every night way better imo

young newsies!!! so many of the newsies were Small n i loved tht

jack n david’s #iconic meeting

the entire jacobs family……….i love them!!!!

the Tie Pull jack does

jack kelly Actually being a cowboy with the bandana and hat and all. and the nickname. would make the line “cowboy or convict” in the bottom line reprise make more sense……..

JACK STEALS A HORSE!!!!! 

everyone is terrified of spot conlon but he’s a tiny scrawny little fucker? i love him

racetrack actually gets the “permanent box at the sheepshead races” line in kony which is. yknow. the origin of his name

BUMLETS SPINNIN ON THE FAN!!!! AAAAAAA

NEVER FEAR BROOKLYNS HERE and they just. pop up with their slingshots n FUCK SHIT UP!!!! MBOYS

when they’re making the strike signs….it’s so cute

david rescuing jack from pulitzer

which leads to the Most Iconic scene, the alleyway scene

SANTA FE REPRISE W/ JACK IN THE REFUGE!! FUCK!!!

“on the grounds of brooklyn, your honor”

and racetrack’s face after spot’s flawless delivery

david’s heartbroken face when he thinks jack is lying to him

david’s heartbroken face when jack becomes a scab. and also when he’s like “we dont need you!!!!” kill me!!!

EVERYONES!!! heartbroken face when jack becomes a scab!! god im emo

les using denton’s article to wrap up a hotdog….then puts it in his dresser??? and sarah finds it???

SARAH PUNCHING OUT A DELANCEY BROTHER!!!!!!!!! MY GIRL!

the entire once and for all scene

DISGRACEFUL DENTY

the world will know reprise with all the kids……i loved that it didnt show Just the newsies

WHEN JACK COMES BACK AFTER LEAVING AND EVERYONE IS LIKE :’))))))))))

david’s “headlines dont sell papes, newsies sell papes” and jack’s proud ass look…hoooo

the heel click at the end right before the credits!!!! 

all the other jack/david moments i didnt mention but theyre There

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2am. Lets rate la squadra.

n1 is Risotto, personally I find his design extremely pleasing to look at both anime and manga wise, his ability more iconic than the bad it references, himself more iconic than risotto the food (because when I go to the supermarket and see risotto I think of him) and his fight extremely cathartic at the time (now u see me liking Doppio but back when I fucking hated him, so seeing him get his ass beat was awesome and left an impression.)

2 is Ghiaccio, his design is silly and I like it (big fan of his glasses), I LOVE that his stand is a fursuit and I love more that he's a perpetual motion machine fueled by deeply rooted anger issues, we should all love him more because he made dear Giovanna drive his car straight to a frozen lake like a fucking idiot. My biggest complaints is that we didn't see more of him, frankly... he also should've had waves.

3 would be(even tho I normally rate him the lowest out of principle) Illuso. What can I say about him? Not only do I wanna twirl his gorgeous brown pigtails and call him my beautiful queen but I also wanna hit him with wet cables; he truly is multifaceted. His fight with Abbachio was unforgettable in that it was almost straight up gay porn, man in the mirror also looks like a cute little flight captain bird and I think that's silly. This man is gorgeous and should've been at the club and not the mafia killing little autistic girls' big sisters.

4 is surprisingly Pesci! Idk, I just always felt bad about him and I think he deserves at least 4th place. I think that Araki wanted to draw a fat person properly with him but he didn't know how to do a double chin and ended up fucking it up badly as usual, and we got... whatever he is. His stand has a cute name, as a remark.

5th is Prostitute, better known as Prosciutto, who I frankly forgot about until halfway through writing this. You may crucify me over this but I thought he was kinda cute when he old man'd himself tbh. Idk I don't rlly have a lot to say about him except for the fact that I like old men and his ability is to make people old... he was very mean when he didn't have to be, like bro Pesci is already going thru enough by having nowhere where his face ends and neck starts, u don't have to do this shit to him...

n6 is Formaggio, I think he was too run of the mill for me, he was good as introduction and to get Nara to blow the city up but not for anything else. He's named after cheese and his ability is called Little Feet so he always made me feel a tad uncomfortable, plus his cut is ugly (tho I can say that about many of these other dudes too lol)

number 7 and last is Melone, not bc I have anything against him but because 1 his fight barely included him and 2 the most notable thing he did was get killed. I only remember the Babyface fight cuz Giorno was getting killed and Nara went hehe he's waving at us ^___^ Also atm I didn't rlly think much of it but he's kinda weird y'all r right, like not even in the good way...

Sorbet and Gelato R not included cuz we knew jack about them. Araki just wanted to bury some gays and he made them up ig... they're ok if I have to rate them, notably I did do the soyjak face when I was watching American Psycho and Patrick said Gelato... like that's one half of the JoJo guys my mutual in law likes..