#Thalassa responds

[assortedvillainvault]

Disney villains reacting to you nonchalantly calling them your husband/wife please?

Sure thing Anon! You didn’t specify who, so I’m going to go for Hades, Jafar, and for funsies...Mim.

Disney Villains vs The Accidental Matrimonial Pet Name Slip Up

Hades

MHM!

Yeah baby flex his title, say his name! He can’t stop his flame from swooshing up and only barely resists the urge to pump his fist.

VERY likely to holler it across the street at random incidental strangers. Hey, you! Yeah schmuck you heard, he’s your HUSBAND, get it right!

Honestly he’s smiling like SUCH a goober, he can’t keep his hands off you now. Shoulders, waist, lower back – pretty much everything to say you’re an item without actually hollering it across the street like he just did to some poor bozo.

He’s also gonna swing you round into a big ol’ kissy and amp up the PDA.

Have you considered maybe matching outfits babe? Not- y’know, that he’s into ‘coordinated looks’ and all that garbage, but, know, maybe same pins? Same colours? Anything really, to mark you out as an item on his arm.

Much as he loves claiming you and making that abundantly clear, he’s also very much into being claimed in turn, y’know? Nice to know you’re proud of being with him, gets him all happy and excited. Loudly and proudly claim that he’s your husband in a public space (esp in front of his family) and he’s going to be an absolute sap for anything you wanna do.

Aphrodite has never seen such a lovestruck fool in all her life and honestly? She thinks half of Olympus could take notes on what love looks like after marriage from you two. Not that she’s ever going to say that when Hera is within earshot...

Jafar

He's startled... then sinks into a smug smile at how adorable you are.

Yes, he IS your husband, isn’t he? Why, he wouldn’t mind you saying it again, slower, maybe….

He’s one to get touchy, like Hades, but much more possessively. He’ll play with your hair, tug you close when you least expect it, and is a BIG fan of pulling you into his lap as a break from work.

Granted, he’s also very fond of subtly using his status as your husband to manipulate you into doing things for him. It IS your duty to him, after all…why is he holding his staff up like that-

Make sure to collaborate with Iago to push him down the stairs every once in a while to temper his ego. Put mousetraps on his side of the bed. Fill his shoes with sand and bat your eyes at him when he complains. Give and take.

He expects you to use your status as his partner for your own gain. Of course? Why wouldn’t you? Go on, tell the guards who you’re married to, see how quickly they get out of your way.

He’s also going to kiss you with tongue about it, but that’s a given.

Madam Mim

I have genuinely no idea if you’ve actually managed to get a ring on this menaces finger or just called her wifey for the vibes and a joke.

Regardless, she’ll blink owlishly...then a slow cheshire grin full of unpleasant promise and gleaming green eyes will split her face and honestly? You’re beyond help.

The Game has begun.

Will IMMEDIATELY use her wifey title to nag you then knock something over.

She’ll burst in to whatever room you’re in to trip you up, ‘straighten’ your clothes and force feed you a meal that could wrench whole kingdoms into developing indoor plumbing four centuries early.

The sound of mad old woman giggles is going to follow you everywhere you go.

If you chicken out and try to tell people she’s not your wife she will LOSE IT

Crying, wailing, screaming - throwing herself dramatically over public furniture to ‘cry’ about how you’ve betrayed her and how she ‘does so much for you’ and oh! The INGRATITUDE, taking advantage of a poor old woman-

Ants! Wardrobe full of ants for 10’000 years.

Thanks so much for the ask!!

[assortedvillainvault]

Ayyy thanks @cosmiconix for the tag!!

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[surging-eyes-seeing-through]

Have you ever thought that you might have other relatives out there? If so, have you ever tried to... search for them? Reach them? Not like, your mother or father, but grandpa Justice! Or grandma Justice! Or an aunt! Maybe even a cousin, or a 2nd cousin, or your father's brother! A family goes beyond just your bio mother and father.

"Well, by the time I had the capability to search for stuff like that, I had stopped caring about my biological family entirely. So... no, I haven't really looked."

"Honestly, I'm a bit worried on what I'd find, so I'll... abstain from that, for now. Maybe one day."

[jinxedshapeshifter]

I wonder if different levels of tension have different effects on the Gramarye family. We know they tense in response to other people’s tension, but does how tense they get depend on how (physically) tense the other person is? I mean we only really see how it affects Apollo and Apollo's always tensing in response to minute amounts of tension, which is where his bracelet comes in. If someone was more tense than just "small nervous habits" would Apollo have an easier time detecting it?

For example, during the last Turnabout Succession trial. When Klavier was incredibly tense because he didn't want to believe Kristoph was behind Phoenix's disbarment, two murders, and an attempted murder. Do you think Apollo was just as tense as Klavier every time he looked at him as a result of his abilities as Thalassa's son? Do you think Apollo was struggling to relax himself, potentially making his job harder?

We're told that the Gramaryes' ability is like; their bodies respond to tension by very slightly reacting to tension, which is why Thalassa and Apollo wear bracelets that grow/shrink to fit the wearer's wrist; when their bodies react to tension in another person, that tension is in such a low amount that they can't detect it on their own. There's no indication on whether this is constant or not though (at least in Apollo Justice. I haven't played Dual Destinies or Spirit of Justice yet so if it's elaborated on in DD or SOJ I wouldn't know about it).

For all we know, Gramaryes could very well tense more intensely and just not realize it, writing it off as normal. I wouldn't be surprised if that's the case, because sometimes you don't even realize you're tense (and this is indicated to apply to the Gramaryes too; it's implied the reason Apollo is so much better at perceiving than Trucy is because he has one of Thalassa's bracelets).

Anyway silly thoughts, sorry if this doesn't make sense lol. I'm mentally not doing great and coping with gay lawyers

[askaceattorney]

Dear DS,

I apologize for not responding to you as soon as I received this. I was dealing with years long crisis.

I'm glad you took care of my son while I couldn't. I'm glad he's alive. Thank you.

- Thalassa Gramarye

[assortedvillainvault]

oooh Cheers for the tag @seaslugfanclub !!

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[queenoffishingandcookies]

Thalassa: Edge of the Abyss - Trying to Figure out the Timeline

The story is presumably set in the later months of 1905.

You play as Cam, an experienced deep sea diver who once served on the ship S.S Thalassa, alongside a crew with excellent capability.

Cam, in-game, has neither voice nor their own character picture profile as the others do when speaking. This can be a bit odd, however, as the other characters will respond as though Cam has said something.

Even in a group photo, Cam is always seen covered head-to-toe in standard diving dress - likely a bid for a person of any gender to be able to identify with them, and better submerge themselves in the story.

A BRIEF BACKGROUND OF STORY:

The S.S Thalassa, commissioned by a woman by the name of Isabel Greenwood, had a mission to recover relics from the Spanish Galleon her family once owned, known and named as the St. Catherine - and perhaps eventually raise her from the seabed, where it had laid for roughly three hundred years.

After the personal and traumatic loss of a close friend and teammate on a dive gone wrong in early May - due to an accident caused by the collapse of a faulty lift crane - Cam takes a leave of absence from the ship, plunging into a deep depression once the shock of the event clears.

This actually serves as the prologue of the game, and is considerably graphic as Alex - Cam’s friend and diving partner - drowns before the player on camera. After the crane fell, carrying in the net several heavy artifacts from the wreck, she was promptly trapped beneath the broken mast of the St.Catherine which punctured her dive suit - which filled with water.

Bailey Tulloch, the diving assistant aboard the S.S Thalassa, also took a leave of absence in order to keep an eye on Cam’s health, while an inquiry was opened as to the cause of the incident which took the late crewmate’s life.

It was this decision that saved both their lives.

A few weeks later after their departure, on what should have been a routine voyage to and from the St. Catherine’s diving site, the S.S Thalassa sends a distress call on July 8th, 1905... before sinking for an unknown reason, not a glimpse of the vessel to be seen by rescue ships upon arrival at the last known location. No lifeboards from the vessel are found, either.

All hands aboard her are deemed lost.

With a lack of investigation coming from the mainland, and the family of the presumed deceased crew needing answers, Bailey and Cam - the only ones left - head for the last known location of the S.S Thalassa after months of searching, with plans to dive, if possible, on where the wreck was believed to be.

To find out what caused the sinking, and what happened to their crew - and even, additionally, the presence of several others.

TRYING TO FIGURE OUT THE IMMEDIATE TIMELINE:

When I was reading reviews of the game out of curiosity, trying to find the characters surnames (because I really only know Bailey, Isabel, and Maria’s), one line in the review stated that several years had passed since the incident - which I didn’t think was possible.

- The game’s summary on steam states, without a doubt, that it is 1905. Meaning, the main game is 1905.

- In the game’s opening, even before Cam has been sent down in the water and has begun the trek to the S.S Thalassa’s wreck, Bailey mentions it has been months of Cam in a deep depression - drinking heavily, and not often cleaning up after themselves.

- In other words, months since Alex’s death, at the very least.

- S.S Thalassa last set sail from port-au-Prince in Haiti, on June 27th, 1905. According to a map on Bailey’s ship, it was roughly a seven day voyage to the St. Catherine site.

- We also see, pinned to a board, that the S.S Thalassa’s last message - an S.O.S call (which had originated first in Germany on April 1st, 1905, though only became international regulation in 1906) - was dated on July 8th, 1905.

- We can assume this is around when the ship went down, because when reaching the wreck of Thalassa, there is an S.O.S message response from another ship still attached to the telegraph machine.

- After Cam has entered the water and begun making their way to the wreck, Bailey specifically states that the news of the sinking came only a few weeks after they left following Alex’s death, or roughly a month when taken as a whole measurement.

- Meaning Alex may have died at some point in either very early June or mid-late May, or even early may, since I think ‘few’ most commonly is attributed to a span of two or three weeks, but it depends on the person and what’s being talked about - and again, it was at least seven days back to the nearest port, a week, if that was where they went.

- I don’t know where Alex lived, and it’s not mentioned in game where she was buried as far as I’m aware (don’t have the game, can’t open character screen though I know it exists, which is also why I know no one else’s surnames) - so it’s entirely possible that Cam and Bailey brought her body home from port-au-prince on another ship, and arranged her funeral while Thalassa eventually continued on - to her sinking.

- But still, without a doubt, that means both Alex’s death and the sinking of the S.S Thalassa still occurred in 1905, relatively closes together, May-June 1905 specifically.

- Later on in the game, when investigating the investigation into the crane incident, you do find purchase records of the crane parts dating back to May - which I think means they were replaced around then, implying the accident - again - occurred possibly mid-late May 1905.

- I think most people assume it happened several years ago, due to a group photo Cam accidentally steps on upon first entering the wreck, which he states was taken two years prior (in 1903).

- Which wouldn’t be feasible, as at the time of Alex’s death there were actually at least two other members of the dive team - Llewellyn and Mathias - who aren’t in the picture, although they should have been, if the wreck occurred that long ago.

- This can be explained away by saying one of them took the picture, but i find it more likely that that maybe they joined the crew some time after the photograph was taken.

- Again, the wreck of the Thalassa is known to occur in 1905, and Alex’s death was also implied to have been in 1905, fairly recently - not 1903.

- As far as I’m aware though, Llewellyn and Mathias are never again mentioned after the prologue, where Mathias was badly injured by the fallen crane and all the debris or falling artifacts in the net it carried.

- When Cam dove, it looked like a broken leg, as you can see the two. Llewellyn made to bring him back to the surface, while Cam went to look for Alex whose’s equipment was damaged.

- Llewellyn was likely the one, also, to bring Alex’s body back as Cam was in shock having seen her drown, and Mathias was very badly injured.

- At the very least, they weren’t on the ship when it sank a few weeks later (as far as I’m aware).

- Mathias couldn’t be with his leg, and perhaps like Bailey, Llewellyn took a leave of absence to help him - or, simply quit due to the loss of life, because trauma can do that to people. Sometimes, even if you love a job, you can’t go back to it after losing a friend to it.

- Seriously, if anyone’s aware of what happened to those two, please tell me. I was wondering It maybe it was the surname of other crew members and they were aboard, but I don’t know. Help.

- News of the Sinking of the Thalassa broke on July 18th, according to the newspaper Cam had been looking at, prior to the dive. As Bailey heard the news over the telephone, we can assume that they heard of it from someone else sometime before.

- Unfortunately, I have no clue when exactly in 1905 that Cam dives on the Thalassa. Again, all we have in reference to that, was that months have passed since Alex’s death and the subsequent sinking of the wreck.

SO.

TIMELINE OF THE IMMEDIATE THALASSA STORY:

Essentially, not including all the other background stuff, like when the Thalassa was made or the St Catherine, etc etc.

May - June 1905: The Crane Incident / Alex’s Death

- On a routine dive to the wreck of St. Catherine, the crane of the S.S Thalassa breaks down under the weight of several recovered artifacts, including the large figurehead of the St. Catherine, which comes directly over the head of the three divers - Mathias, Llewellyn, and Alex - already in the water. Contact with the three is lost on the surface.

- Cam, who had been requested to check on the ship’s cradle to see if it was ready to lift the ship’s bow, which it was not, and so plans were just being made to instead look at other dig sites around the wreckage for other artifacts, was the only diver out of the water. As the crane collapsed, they were in the process of being suited up by Bailey, and immediately went to go down and see what had happened.

- Though Llewellyn seems uninjured, Mathias’ leg was badly broken by the fallen artifacts or debris from the ship. Llewellyn was to bring Mathias back to the ship as he could not do so himself, while Cam went to find Alex, who had been on the other side of the bow when the incident occurred.

- Cam would find Alex pinned beneath the broken mast of the St. Catherine, with a compromised diving suit. She stated she could not feel her leg, and that her suit was filling with water. Alex’s telephone system was damaged, she could neither send messages nor receive them, thereby reliant on signals alone.

- The mast was bound by thick rope, which made it difficult to free Alex’s leg. While Cam attempted to saw through the ropes with the diving knife, the movement aggravated the flooding of Alex’s dive suit while Llewellyn was on his way to their side.

- Cam was unable to cut the ropes before Alex’s suit flooded. Her suit flooded with water, and Cam was only able to watch as her helmet flooded, and she drowned in front of them.

- Cam subsequently went unresponsive to any calls through the telephone system, and would be found by Llewellyn hugging Alex to them, before Llewellyn pulled them away from her body and back to the ship.

- Presumably, Llewellyn would later dive to recover Alex’s body, before the weather turned and the S.S Thalassa was forced to return to port.

- It’s requested by several others that the crew have time to recover and heal from Alex’s death.

JUNE 27TH, 1905:

- The S.S Thalassa departs from port-au-prince in Haiti for a routine voyage to the St. Catherine digsite.

JULY 8TH, 1905:

- The S.S Thalassa sends out a distress signal, with its coordinates. These coordinates are later used to find the presumed wreck site.

- Presumably, the Thalassa sinks. A telegraph message is found in the machine, when Cam reaches the site, which implies messages were still being sent out and received.

July 10th, 1905:

- A rescue ship arrives at the last known location of the S.S Thalassa. No sight of the ship, or any lifeboats in the area.

- Essentially means the Thalassa could have sunk at any time on the 8th, 9th, or 10th (prior to the other ship arriving)

JULY 18TH, 1905:

- News of the sinking of the Thalassa is published in newspapers. By this point, the belief is that every person aboard has died as no bodies, or lifeboats, were found.

- An investigation is launched into the missing, presumed sunken, ship.

UNKNOWN DATE, 1905:

- The investigation into the Thalassa’s sinking is called off, much to the frustration of others (ex: Bailey, who refers to them as the damn bureaucrats).

- Bailey begins looking into the sinking of the Thalassa, and at some point begins correspondence with Ethel Jackson, the fiancé of one of the lost crew members - Kaymar - who entreats for any information, for closure, as they have given up hope for the crew’s return.

- Cam and Bailey reach the S.S Thalassa’s last known location, and dive in hopes of finding the wreck. Bailey (when getting Cam up) and Cam (in the main hub of the Thalassa) both have mentioned that it has been months since Alex’s death and the wreck, by this point.

[solinvictvs]

thalassa gramarye if you read this im free on Thursday night and would like to hang out. Please respond to this and then hang out with me on Thursday night when I’m free.

[supersuperdupersecretnerd]

Started reading Sink Your Hookteeth, and just got to this panel (which, really cool setting!!! Like holy shit!!!)

[IMAGE ID START A drawing of a planet, moon, and sun on a black background with some bubbles floating around them. The planet has an arrow labeled Thalassa, the moon has an arrow labeled the moon, and the sun has an arrow labeled the sun. Said sun is held by a giant shrimp with a creepy face. There is some text on the the bottom right hand side. IMAGE ID END]

[TEXT ID START Worldbuilding Fact(s) Number 1 Thalassa. Only planet orbiting this sun. Floats in what is believed to be an endlessly-deep ocean called the SkySea (not in a vacuum). TEXT ID END]

So naturally I responded to a super cool thing by making this

[IMAGE ID START A close up of the scary shrimp's face with Thalassa on the right side. Text has been added to read W We have been trying to reach you about your car's extended warranty. IMAGE ID END]

Silly sun guy

[assortedvillainvault]

AaaaaAAAaahhHH?!? 'The' blog?? Nooooooo oh my god thats so lovely of you to say!! I just sit in my corner and write my stuff at a snails pace - I've always been appreciative (and bamboozled) of how quickly you can write and for how wide a range of characters! Plus also your nsfw stuff? Perfection - I'm still too nervous to even try!

Heyo! Wasn't sure to send this here or to your main but just wanted to drop by and say I hope you're doing well and to thank you for being. Like. A massive inspiration on here. When I'm down I reread through your blog and it's always delightful.

Have a lovely day! - Thalassa

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💛💕💛💕💛💕 Thank you Thalassa!! ^^ That means so much to me, because I see your blog as like The Villain Writer Blog, the Queen Blog in the fandom (especially disney)!! XD I read your stuff and feel inspired ^^ <3

I am genuinely very glad my stuff can be a comfort when you're down 💕💕

This is such a lovely message, thank you so much!! (for this message and just being amazing ^^) I hope you have a wonderful day too ^^

[issybettyx]

Do you ever just sit and think about tntduo? Or is that just me?

Anyways short tntduo thingy cus they mean everything to me

Set in the dsmp universe during the burger van era - not everything is canonically accurate

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Wilbur wasn’t sure when the lapping wave of the ocean became such a familiar sight. Every so often, when life became to much and the thoughts in his head became louder, he’d make his way down to the edge of the tide and listen to the soft sounds, to the rushing of water and the wind in his hair.

When he was a kid, he could remember cutting through the water and letting it soak the ends of his trouser legs, giggling as his dad kicked water over and over, only making him even more soaked. But he’d never cared about how wet his clothes got, or how cold he felt when the wind picked up, or the fact his brother was never involved as he read a book in the grassy sand-dunes. The sea was familiar, and yet when L’Manberg was founded, there wasn’t time to visit.

But here he sat, knees pulled up to his chest as he rested his chin on them, listening to the tide as it washed away the memories if only temporarily.

“- Foolish, man, this building needs to be built by next week,” Quackity’s voice cut through the calmness, and suddenly all the voices returned, involuntarily making ‘temporarily’ a little shorter than it was meant to be, “I don’t want to hear your excuses, you signed the contract-“ he paused, and Wilbur felt eyes on his back, deciding to actively ignore them as he listened to the birds chirping above in the trees. “I’ll talk to you later.”

The beach fell silent again, but this time Wilbur wasn’t so thankful for it, the gaze not straying from the back of his head no matter how long he willed it to.

“Take a picture it’ll last longer.” Wilbur scoffed, still not sparing the man a glance even when he didn’t respond. Eventually, the gaze left him, and Quackity’s soft footsteps could be heard as he walked across the grassy sand, before he grunted, taking a seat beside Wilbur and staring at the ocean ahead of them.

“It was once believed that the Oceans were controlled by a woman named Thalassa,” he started, and Wilbur only frowned further, “She controlled the seas and the downpour, and humans used to believe rain was a blessed thing before it was an inconvenience.” Quackity sighed, giving up with sitting and falling back, his long black hair landing in the sand. But the man didn’t seem to care, watching the evening sky with distant eyes. “I like the ocean.”

For a moment, Wilbur contemplated getting up and leaving, but he knew Tommy was back at the van and wasn’t too keen on hearing his rambles in that moment, deciding that dealing with whatever bullshit Quackity was spitting was better.

“My Dad used to explain how useful rain was,” Wilbur said without thinking, watching as the tide edged closer to the tips of his toes. “It made us appreciate it more, I guess.”

The two continued the silence, mainly because neither had a way to break it rather than preferring it to conversation.

But eventually, Quackity found a way to break it, as he always did.

“You’re a smart man, right?” He asked slowly, a considering tone to the way he spoke. So much so, it made Wilbur finally turn to him, seeing the man’s brown eyes staring right back at him, a thoughtful expression on his face.

“I’d like to say so.” Wilbur shot back with a small smile, earning an eye-roll in reply.

“Do you ever…” he drifted off, squinting his eyes on the horizon before sitting up, moving his legs so they were criss-crossed in front of him, resting his elbow on his knee and using his palm to support his chin. “Do you ever wonder where you went so wrong to hurt someone you loved more than anything?”

The question was worded strangely, likely because of a lack of any better words, but Wilbur understood it perfectly. He remembered the tremble in Tommy’s voice as he spoke about exile, the strange fear in his eyes as he looked at the glass over what was once L’Manberg, the way he held Friend so close as if the sheep would simply disappear.

Somewhere along the way, Wilbur had done something to inflict the constant worry that sat in Tommy’s limbs, the hesitance to his actions and the calculation to his thoughts that was much too adult for the youth that was meant to be present on his scarred face.

Somewhere along the way, Wilbur had hurt one of the people he cared about most in the world, and he knew there was no way to patch up his mistakes completely.

“Yeah.” He replied, watching as Quackity picked the grass from beneath him, “Why?”

Quackity paused, looking at Wilbur with practically pleading eyes, and it made him pause too, furrowing his brows in confusion. “Do you think I’m a murderer, Wilbur Soot?”

The question was definitely out of the blue, but the desperation the words were spoken with made him want to reply genuinely instead of the witty remark that came to mind.

“Well, you’ve never murdered someone that I’m aware of,” there was a fuzzy memory that was clawing at the back of his mind, of someone trapped in a cage with an anvil dangling dangerously over their head, with Quackity stood right in front of it, a wicked smile on his face. “Well, attempted maybe.”

He earned a nudge for that one, grinning as Quackity rolled his eyes again.

“Butcher army doesn’t count, we had good reason.”

“Be glad I was dead, the butcher army would’ve been dust before you made it out of the forest.” Wilbur told him with a warm smile, not bothering to fight the comfortable feeling in his chest as Quackity scoffed, picking at his nails as he used the setting sun for guidance.

“I thought you hated Techno?” He commented with a smile, but the question behind it was genuine, and Wilbur shrugged, finding a flat stone in the sand and picking it up, brushing off the sand.

“He may have betrayed us, but he had good reason, and it wasn’t exactly like I was any better with my tnt and all.” He explained, throwing the stone at an angle and watching it jump across the waves. “Besides, he’s my brother, I could never hate him.” And then, the man’s first question returned to the forefront of his mind, and Wilbur found himself frowning again. “Why do you ask?”

And then, for what could’ve possibly been the first time since his revival, Wilbur watched as Quackity faltered, a brief moment of vulnerability that made him hold his breath, for a moment finding himself genuinely concerned for the man he considered an enemy.

“When someone you love forces you away accusing you of murder, it makes you question a few things I guess.” Quackity confessed, waiting a moment before shrugging, taking a deep breath. “Sorry, we should keep professional-“

He was cut off by two hands on his face, finding himself looking way too closely at Wilbur’s face; it was split down his left side, the smaller half being a faded green, the other pale beige. His brown eyes practically glistened, messy brown hair covering his forehead as a smile pried at his lips.

He was much less terrifying up close. And Quackity didn’t like that one bit. However, he didn’t pull away, and he wasn’t entirely sure why.

“If someone you love doesn’t trust you, they aren’t worth that piece of your heart,” he said, making sure he said each syllable clear enough for the man to hear him, “Sometimes it isn’t forever, and sometimes temporary is good enough.”

The silence dragged on, and Quackity found he couldn’t pull his gaze from Wilbur’s face; eventually, however, he shoved the man’s face away from his own, standing and brushing the sand off his clothes.

“Maybe you’re right, how- how are you always right?” Quackity managed out, scowling at the brunette who simply smiled back, standing and brushing the sand off himself. “Good day, Wilbur Soot.”

Wilbur grinned back, sending him a small salute. “Stay safe Alex Quackity.” He returned, earning a middle finger before the man disappeared back into the trees, leaving the beach silent once more.

But the silence was now too lonely, so Wilbur forced himself away from the waves, slowly making his way back to his brother.

—//—

Me when c!tntduo :0

I love them a lot, they mean everything to me

This one was shorter than usual cus the au I thought of today was too epic to not make a fic out of it :) also i have an ao3 and i’ve got a pirate fic coming soon, so maybe check out my fics if you want? :D @ issybettyx

Ily all :)

[assortedvillainvault]

Hello. Can I ask Lord Shen, NOS-4-A2, Horned King and Dr. Facilier with very smart but shy S/O?

Greetings Tumblr citizen, you most certainly can!! Love the variety here! Lowkey this was one of my favourites to write so I hope you like it!

Villains x SmartbutShy!S/O

Lord Shen

Oh? So you do talk.

You pointed out a discrepancy in the cannon’s design vs the quantity of gunpowder needed to shoot the given ammunition without careening backwards and killing the gunwolves – and all he could do was blink at you.

You spend all day hiding from the court, only to sneak in and tell him - to his face - that his weaponry was unfit for purpose, then propose a solution before he has time to open his beak??

...Are you engaged to anyone? Because if not he’s happy to remedy that-

As soon as your genius becomes apparent you go from barely present in Shen’s mind to a pillar of focus. He’s never met anyone so easily able to cut through the mess of mechanical and logistical issues of such vast quantities of metalwork – besides himself of course.

That you fall apart under any form of social pressure is...worrying however. China’s social hierarchy is a vicious thing, and such shyness is a weakness in even the most prosperous of courts – never mind his own.

He’s getting you a tutor. He cannot allow you to make an enemy within his walls when you are so closely intertwined. His word means much now that he’s killed most who would go against it, but he cannot protect you from everyone.

NOS4A2

Oh scrap and damn it all-!

It’s all he can do not to smash the unresponsive controls, and instead whizzes off into the rafters for a sulk to brood.

This ship was fried. It was charged enough to get somewhere, but if he couldn’t pinpoint a heading then he might as well be stranded on a stray asteroid instead of a merchant class vessel, for all the good it would do him.

He rolls his optics and pouts as a crewmember comes rushing in, unaware as he idly sizes them up from his vantage point. Not a droid. Stuck and he can’t even snack. Heinous.

He recognises you. The little one who didn’t talk much. It was a wonder the bigger crew members hadn’t accidentally sat on you for all you seemed able to disappear in to the background.

He all but jolts as you give the console a WHAM and everything comes online again – and gawps delightedly as your little fingers fly over the display, resetting coordinates and triangulating their position in 3D space, manually.

He wasn’t expecting such a solid grasp of intergalactic maps & positioning to come from someone who can barely string a sentence together! What a lovely surprise!!

You turn with an aborted shriek as he swoops down and clamps a hand over your mouth, grinning. The doors short circuit and slam shut with a bang, leaving him to loom over you as he idly tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

“Hello dear~” he purrs, chuckling as your eyes go wide. “Fancy being helpful?”

Horned King

A kindred spirit?? Finally.

He abhors unnecessary social interaction, so to find someone else who operates on the same principle is a breath of fresh air in his long, stale existence.

He's spent so long with only beasts, thickwitted huntsmen and Creeper for company that to see someone so clearly intelligent was almost a shock. The quiet, assesing draw in your eyes was what made him stop and consider you as someone of interest.

...Y’know, once he actually managed to speak to you. Crippling shyness on your end, a lack of patience for the living on his…

He perceives everybody in his lands as something to be used, and you are, unfortunately, no different no matter how many soft feelings you insist on wringing out of his dessicated black heart. Such a spark as yours cannot be wasted. But you are not suited for the battlefield.

It seems you might have a knack for statecraft, if the frankly boggling rate at which you read is any indication. You have an ability to catch loopholes and find solutions that actually help him run his ramshackle forces, and keep the castle running smoothly.

It turns out you are invaluable - and prone to making little nooks of book towers and blankets in his library. Which is adorable.

But only when reading. Spoken word renders you so anxious you can miss important details and become a doormat. A pity. But not an insurmountable issue.

Until they rot, his ears and mouth work perfectly well. You can be his sweet little shadow, and he the face of things.

He'd have it no other way, honestly.

Dr. Facilier

Now darlin, why so shy?

He’s watched you scurry away from his table more times than he can count. He gets the feeling that you’d cross over three streets and the river if you could, to avoid catching his eye on the way to work.

And yet… you always pass by. Watching as he shuffles his cards.

He’s mid scam on some hapless tourist, fingers deftly spinning though tricks as he pulls them into a tidy little scheme, when he catches you watching intently from the side.

Your eyes twitch down to his left sleeve. If he’d have been less of a showman he’d have frozen.

You sneaky little card counter – he tries a couple different tricks, catching where your eyes narrow as he slips cards under the table, into pockets and swaps coins out with dazzle enough to bamboozle even the slickest citygoer.

Your eyes track every single one.

Damn. He has GOT to get you on side. Can’t have such a cute clever thing like you out where he can’t see you…

He ignores the fact that his shadow has been leering at you for weeks and already knows where you live. Give a man some leeway if he likes to hear a cute little thing squeak when they trip over ‘nothing’ once in a while.

And it’s even cuter when he steps from the shadows and smoothly slips you under his arm.

After all! He couldn’t help but notice you don’t seem to have many friends, cher. And he can absolutely help you with that…

[jessread-s]

Thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for providing me with an e-ARC in exchange for an honest review.

✩🏹❤️‍🔥Review:

Words cannot describe my love for this book!

“Pestilence” follow Sara Burns, a firefighter who sacrifices everything to shoot down one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Eager to make her suffer, he takes her prisoner, but the longer they’re together, the more uncertain their feelings for each other grow.

What drew me in right away was Thalassa’s unique undertaking of writing a romance novel for each of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. This was not something I had seen done before and I was immediately intrigued by the idea of the four beings abandoning their tasks only for the women that help them find their own humanity. In this book specifically, Thalassa characterizes Pestilence so well, personifying the plague he represents. She also goes to great lengths to demonstrate how unfamiliar he is with mankind’s way of life. Some of the most comedic moments sprung from Pestilence not knowing how to respond to Sara’s basic needs when he holds her captive. 

The dystopian, post-apocalyptic world Thalassa creates after the arrival of the four horsemen was interesting in and of itself. Her world resembles our own, but with the horsemen’s destruction of technology, she cleverly avoids dating her book. Without technology, the population reverts to a more primitive way of life and more often than not resorts to violence when it comes to the existence of the horsemen, giving Thalassa a way to showcase the worst of humanity.

Sara is the only one to convince Pestilence that mankind is worth saving, sparking a romance that set my soul on fire. What I love most about this book is that it actually has the enemies to lovers trope woven into the plot. Sara’s hatred for Pestilence is real. Because he is holding her as his prisoner and his one true goal is to conquer humans, thereby ending the world, he can’t be anything more than her enemy. Yet, the two still manage to fall in love with each other after being forced to spend time together. Their dark, twisted, and forbidden love story is definitely not for the faint of heart, but I loved every page of it! 

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@laurathalassa

[xasha777]

In the year 2235, humanity had reached new frontiers in space exploration, but with these advancements came new threats. The galaxy was teeming with unknown dangers, and Earth needed a guardian to protect its interests in the cosmos. Thus, the Alliance of Galactic Nations (AGN) commissioned the creation of the Aegis, an amphibious warfare ship like no other.

The Aegis was not just a vessel of war; it was a symbol of hope and resilience. Capable of both space and underwater operations, the ship was a technological marvel, equipped with advanced weaponry, stealth capabilities, and a crew of elite soldiers trained in diverse combat scenarios. At the heart of the Aegis' command was Captain Elara Voss, a woman renowned for her strategic genius and unyielding determination.

One of the most mysterious and revered members of the Aegis' crew was Seraphina, an enigmatic figure who seemed to blend seamlessly with the ship itself. Her appearance was ethereal, almost otherworldly, with silver hair that flowed like liquid mercury and eyes that shone with an inner light. She was believed to be a product of bio-engineering, a perfect fusion of human and artificial intelligence, designed to interface directly with the ship's systems.

The crew often whispered about Seraphina, referring to her as the "Silent Guardian." She rarely spoke, but her presence was felt throughout the ship. She was the eyes and ears of the Aegis, able to detect the slightest anomalies in the vast expanse of space or the depths of alien oceans.

One fateful day, the Aegis received a distress signal from a remote colony on the oceanic planet of Thalassa. The colony, which had been established to harvest rare minerals from the ocean floor, was under attack by an unknown alien force. The Aegis was dispatched immediately, its crew ready to engage in a mission that would test their limits.

As the ship descended through the planet's atmosphere, it seamlessly transitioned from spacefaring mode to aquatic mode, its hull adapting to the crushing pressures of the ocean depths. Seraphina stood at the helm, her eyes closed in deep concentration as she interfaced with the ship, guiding it through the treacherous waters.

The alien attackers were unlike anything the crew had encountered before. They were biomechanical entities, capable of rapid regeneration and armed with energy weapons that could pierce the Aegis' defenses. The battle was fierce, with the crew fighting valiantly to protect the colony. The ship's amphibious capabilities were put to the test as it engaged the enemy both above and below the water's surface.

Captain Voss directed the battle with precision, her voice calm and authoritative. "All units, hold your positions. We cannot let them breach the colony's perimeter."

Seraphina's voice, soft and melodic, broke the silence. "Captain, I have detected a weak point in the enemy's formation. If we can target their central command unit, we may be able to disrupt their coordination."

"Understood. All units, focus your fire on the coordinates provided by Seraphina," Voss commanded.

The crew responded with unwavering resolve, their weapons converging on the designated target. Explosions rocked the alien forces as the Aegis' cannons unleashed a devastating barrage. The central command unit was destroyed, causing the biomechanical entities to falter and retreat.

With the immediate threat neutralized, the Aegis deployed its amphibious landing craft, sending ground troops to secure the colony and assist in recovery efforts. Seraphina continued to monitor the situation, her presence a reassuring constant for the crew.

As the dust settled and the colony began to rebuild, Captain Voss addressed her crew. "We have faced a formidable enemy today, but we have emerged victorious. Our mission is far from over, but with the Aegis and our Silent Guardian, we will continue to protect humanity's future."

Seraphina stood silently at the edge of the command deck, her eyes reflecting the determination of those around her. She was more than just a bio-engineered guardian; she was a beacon of hope, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, humanity's spirit could not be extinguished.

[surging-eyes-seeing-through]

Dude, Laimoir and Wright are spending a lot of time together. Isn’t that weird? Also she kinda looks like his daughter

"...They are?" (I didn't know about that...)

"I guess they look vaguely similar, but... not to a crazy degree. Thalassa Gramarye is dead, anyways, everyone knows that." (...Though, I'd be lying if I said I didn't notice how similar Thalassa and Lamiroir look...)

[angelrider13]

Thalassa is 100% that person who would wake up tied up in a cave with no memory of how she got there and the first thing that she would say would be “kinky.”