#The other two will get their ones soon

[botanicadens]

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  [By- @thanathecreator ]

//This is so long but I have no regrets

               •Basic Information•

🔴Name- Wruth Edgar Den

🔴Age- 187 (October 13, 1837)

🔴Sexuality- Gay

🔴Gender- Cis Man

🔴Species- Human (Sorta Undead)

🔴From a Fandom?- DCU (Primarily Vertigo Comics)

🔴Zodiac sign- Libra

  •Physical appearance and traits •

🟠Hair color- Black

🟠Hair type and length- Shoulder Length, Wavy

🟠Eye color- Originally Blue, now a pale blue-gray

🟠Skin tone- Very Pale, Pallid

🟠Face shape- Sharp, Angular

🟠Body type- Thin, Practically a twig, Almost Malnourished Appearing, Almost Skeletal

🟠Scars- Surprisingly No

🟠Predominant features- High Cheekbones, Bluish tint to his lips, lack of color on his skin

🟠Height- 6’1”

🟠Dominant hand- Right Handed

🟠Hair Style- Scraggly, Slightly Unkempt

🟠Jewelry/ Accessories- Red Ascot (Fancy little bastard)

🟠Are they healthy or not? Reason why- Can an undead man be Healthy? No.

🟠Allergies- Not Really an Allergy but hates the smell of Lavender (Same dude)

🟠Glasses?- Yep, Square Framed Ones

🟠What do they wear when they are home alone?- Loose fitting shirt, Wide flared pants. He keeps fancy even in private.

🟠Tattoos- Does the sigil on his hand count? Kinda a scar, Kinda a tattoo.

                  •Mannerisms•

🟡Speech Style- Eloquent, Formal, British

🟡Quirks- Eccentric as hell, Only wears vintage clothing, Bounces his legs while sitting, Drinks tea religiously.

🟡Positive traits- Sly, Smart, Savvy, Articulate, Organized, Focused, Persuasive, Witty

🟡Negative traits- Misanthropic, Snarky, Cynical, Calculating, Fatalistic, Grim, Often Insincere

🟡Drives/Motivation- Wants to protect people from making stupid deals with demons, protect people from demons in general.

🟡Sense of Humor- Deadpan/Dry Humor

🟡Private or Public?- Very Private

🟡Leader or Follower?- Follower

🟡Daredevil or cautious?- Cautious

🟡Optimistic/ Pessimistic/ realistic?- Pessimistic

🟡Speaker or Listener?- Listener but can very well be a speaker.

🟡Accent- British (Point and Laugh at him)

🟡Voice Claims- Prince Lotor from Voltron Legendary Defenders (A.J. LoCascio)

🟡Theme Song(s)- 9 to 5 (Dolly Parton), No Children (The Mountain Goats), Under My Skin (Jukebox the Ghost)

🟡Temperament- Melancholic

🟡Talents- Can read books fairly fast, a great organizer, amazing at remembering

🟡Flaws- Perfectionist, A little too nosy, Cynical and Misanthropic

🟡Loud or quiet?- Quiet

🟡messy or organized?- Organized

🟡solo or team player?- Solo

🟡introvert or extrovert?- Ambivert

🟡relaxed or serious?- Serious with Work, Relaxed around Friends

🟡What will always make them cry?- Cats. He will cry if he sees them hurt even if it's minor.

🟡Do they celebrate their birthday?- He hasn't celebrated one since he turned 22. He finds them awkward nowadays.

🟡What will make them Smile?- Once again Cats. He loves them so much, it's the easiest way to make him smile. Making him Tea or asking about historical texts will also make him happy and get him to smile.

                  •Background•

🟢Hometown- Huddersfield, West Yorkshire, England

🟢Social Class- Middle almost Lower Class

🟢Education- Man was born in the 1800s to an almost lower class family. He has no formal education

🟢First memory- ~3, Seeing his baby brother for the first time.

🟢Worst memory- 22, Sitting in his bed for days on end and barely being able to sit up to see his mother.

🟢Best memory- ~8, Helping his elder brother and mother cook. It reminds him of a simpler time in his life.

🟢Most important childhood event, why?- His older brother taking a young him through the forest and teaching him about different plants. It inspired Wruth’s love of plants and knowledge on different herbs and plants.

🟢Most influenced by- His Mother, Clara. He loved her with all his heart.

🟢Role models- His mother and Elder brother, Felix

🟢Where does the character live? And with who if they live with someone- He lives above his shop Botánica Den’s in London. He only lives with his pet cat Bastet.

🟢Do they want to move and where?- If he had to move, He'd probably go to live in Los Angeles, but he’s happy living in London

🟢Type of childhood- Decent, he definitely has some issues because of it, But it was mostly good.

🟢Upbringing- It was a long time ago so things have definitely changed in regards to parenting in modern day. His father was never really involved in his upbringing, it was entirely his brother and mother. He eventually was also expected to care for his younger brother too. He and his brothers were allowed to do almost anything and get away scot free.

🟢Best Qualification- Organization. He’s a little psycho about being organized,

🟢Most important person in their life and why?- His Mother or his younger brother, Alexander. He loves Felix, but he could handle himself. He’d protect Clara or Alexander with his life.

🟢House environment- His home is perfect for him. Tons of books, Places to lounge, He even has a small indoor garden.

🟢Childhood crush- His childhood friend, Percival. He lived a little ways away, but they'd often run off into the woods for the entire day just to hang out.

                        •Family•

🔵Mother- Clara Den, an absolute saint in his eyes. She loved him and cared for him dearly.

🔵Father- Robert Den, they had a strained relationship. Wruth didn’t see him often as his dad wasn’t very involved in raising him or his siblings.

🔵Siblings- His elder brother Felix and his younger brother Alexander. He cared for both of them and helped raise Alexander. He wished he was there longer for them.

🔵Relationship with family?- He tries to visit their graves at least once a year to bring flowers. He also speaks to the graves to tell them what he’d done since last visiting. He hopes they can hear what he’s saying.

🔵Any children? Do they want any?- Can he even have kids? Idk, but no. He doesn’t want them nor have any.

🔵Pets- His skeletal cat, Bastet

🔵Extended Family- He doesn’t know if any descendants of his family exist. He'd be scared to interact with them if he did find any.

🔵Close to family?- Was close to his brothers and mother, not very close to his father.

   •Favorites and Least Favorites•

🟣Favorite Movie- M (A 1931 Black and White Thriller)

🟣Least Favorite Movie- Literally any Twilight Movie (He watched one on accident and hated it.)

🟣Favorite Book- House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski

🟣Least Favorite Book- Not a specific book, but Romance books in general. (They’re just not his cup of tea

🟣Favorite Holiday- Halloween! He can go outside and be perceived as completely normal. People even compliment him on the day for how dead he looks.

🟣Least Favorite Holiday- Christmas. It's not bad in his opinion, just awkward for a man who was born right before it started being commercialized.

🟣Favorite Mythological creature- Vampires. In his experience they’re the least awful to deal with. They’re actually fairly chill (Probably because this man’s blood hasn’t been flowing since the 1860s)

🟣Least Favorite Mythological creature- Demons. Period. He wants to throw himself off the tallest building he can find after dealing with one.

              •Abilities and Bias’•

⚪️Affiliation- None. He works for himself, by himself.

⚪️Powers- Think of Rui from Demon Slayer. He can use string to cut people but he can also use it to control others like puppets. He also can’t die, but can still be injured and feel pain.

⚪️Powers limitations- It takes a lot of energy to control others and it can leave him incredibly exhausted.

⚪️Weaknesses- Physically Weak as hell. Bones would probably shatter if he tried to punch someone. He can feel his bones shifting back into place and healing when he’s injured. He feels all the pain associated with it and it can be brutal.

⚪️Allies- Most Magical People.

⚪️How well known are they?- Only really known with Magical Circles, he’s happy with it though.

⚪️Weapons- He only uses magic. (He’s a wet noodle, give him a break :[)

⚪️ Gadgets/ tech- He hates most modern technology. He only just got a smartphone. He still has his old antique phone too though.

⚪️Physical Weaknesses- Wet Noodle. He is skinny and weak. You could probably break his back by hugging him too hard.

⚪️Fears- Nosophobia (Illness/Disease), Autophobia (Alone/Abandoned)

⚪️Why do they do what they do?- He feels that if he doesn’t work, then him being alive for so long is pointless. He’s trying to outweigh his bad by his good.

⚪️Mental/Emotional weaknesses- His thoughts sometimes drown him. He lives with a lot of regrets so bringing any of them up is an emotional gut punch.

⚪️Rivals- Himself lmao

⚪️Romantic interest? Who if yes- Nope, Not yet!

                 •Miscellaneous•

⚫️If I could put them in a different universe or Fandom, which one?- Supernatural or Marvel.

⚫️What was there first kiss like? Have they have it yet?- It was with his childhood friend and crush. They were both teens and it was super awkward. He was nervous then, but looks back on it fondly.

⚫️Have they ever lost somebody they loved and who was it? How did it impact them?- His entire family and his childhood friend are dead. He isn’t surprised by death anymore but it still stings when it happens.

⚫️What would happen if they were granted 3 wishes?- 1) Reverse time back to when he was 22 2) Wish his family be happy and live long lives 3) Money for his family (He's so innocent about this OMG)

⚫️what quote do they feel portrays them?- “Why this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of God and tasted the eternal joy of heaven, am not tormented with ten thousand hells in being deprived of everlasting bliss?” - Mephistopheles

⚫️Most prized possession and why is it prized?- A painting of his family that’s hidden away in his storage room. It’s one of the few things he has from his childhood and while he doesn’t enjoy looking at it constantly, it's still important to him.

⚫️Have they ever stolen anything? We’re they caught? Do they feel guilty or prideful?- He’s stolen before (probably when he was still mortal).He doesn't go out much anymore though, and doesn’t really need anything. Besides, he owns his own shop, he definitely has at least some money. He’d been caught a few times and always acted super guilty about it, but internally he was more annoyed at being caught or guilty.

⚫️What textures do they absolutely hate to feel?- Velvet. He physically recoils after touching it. It's a personal Hell for him.

⚫️How long can they go without showering? When do they feel dirty?- There’s always a slight smell of death on him, regardless of how much he showers. He does shower fairly consistently though, just for a sense of normality and routine for him.

⚫️Where do they put there clothes when there dirty?- He’s a bit of a neatfreak so they get folded and placed in a pile for cleaning.

⚫️Do they sleep with the bedroom door open or closed and why?- Closed. Always closed. He does not trust sleeping with his door open. (So real for that)

⚫️If they woke up with animalistic features such as ears and a tail( that were different from the ones they already had if they had any at all)how would they react?- Concern, first and foremost. After the shock wears off, he’d dive into research and try to figure out how it happened and how to reverse it.

⚫️If they could only eat one thing for 20 days, what would they eat?- Does Tea count? He doesn’t really eat, so tea would be his preferable option. Maybe macaroons or cinnamon cake if he had to pick an actual food.

⚫️do they re read books they already have?- Constantly, he’s the type to annotate his books in the margins, even during rereads. 

⚫️if they had the option to know when they would die, exact date, would they want to know or would they want to stay oblivious to it?- I mean, he already knows the answer. December 21, 1859.

⚫️What song would they listen to on repeat?- Piano Sonata No. 8 in C minor, Op 13 ("Pathétique"), 3rd Movement, Rondo: Allegro (He’s a classical music fan)

⚫️Do they believe in a form of a afterlife?- I mean, he’s dealt with demons before, so yeah.

⚫️Do they crack their joints?- He constantly cracks them, knuckles, elbows, neck, all of it.

⚫️Spicy, Savory, Sweet, Bitter, or Sour?- Bitter and Sweet. He likes bitter teas, but loves sweet foods to go along with it.

⚫️Do they adopt stray animals?- He doesn’t adopt any but if he finds an injured stray, he’ll take care of them before letting them go.

⚫️Do they procrastinate or do they get it done asap?- Depends on the thing. He procrastinates with social things but if it's solo he gets it done as soon as possible.

⚫️What is the temperature when they shower? Hot. Any normal person would probably be burnt because of it, but Wruth likes it (It’s a rare time when his body isn’t ice cold)

⚫️Do they daydream?- He isn’t the type to daydream, he prefers thinking about the present (or maybe the past)

⚫️ do they work best in messy or clean environment?- Clean Environment

⚫️ do they keep personal photos? Why?- Nope. He’s a tad insecure about his body and doesn’t enjoy being reminded of it. (He thinks worse of himself than he actually is.)

⚫️Do they indulge in anything?- Tea, once again. He’s an addict.

⚫️ would they do the exact opposite that someone says to them just to spite them?- Yes. cough cough His Benefactor cough cough

⚫️ if they’re alone and they hear a noise would they go check it out or would they hide? Why?- He can’t really die so he'd investigate it. (He also knows enough people who’d probably break through his window if they really needed help)

⚫️ if they’re lost what is the first thing they do?- Panic. Panic first, then think.

⚫️ what is a dream they had that was terrifying and made no sense too them? Any dream about his Benefactor scares him. (He won’t admit it, but it absolutely does)

⚫️ what is the stupidest thing they have ever done because someone said not to do it?- He once threw a book into his fireplace to spite a certain someone. (Once again, his benefactor.)

⚫️ are they stoic or melodramatic about being injured?- The only real problem about being injured for him is the pain. He’s melodramatic about the pain (he likes screwing with people about it) but relatively stoic about the injury itself.

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Short run down of their storyline-

When Wruth was 21, he contracted an illness and became deathly ill. Slowly, he barely became able to get out of bed or even walk. During the time, he spent every waking moment he had researching a way to heal himself with little luck. He eventually found books involving the supernatural during his studying.

So uhhh, the dumbass decided to summon a demon. (He was desperate, sound judgment isn’t made when desperate). The demon told him it would “cure” him in return for his loyalty. In his naïvete, he accepted. The problem was that the demon sort of lied about the deal. The demon’s idea of a cure was keeping Wruth trapped in time making it so he could never die and permanently remain loyal to him. If Wruth were to break his deal, he would proceed to become untrapped in time and shortly after die due to his illness (His illness was never cured, just paused)

He started his shop to help out others who deal with the supernatural (and possibly prevent others from making the same mistake he did) He sees it as a redemption from the things he’s done under his benefactor’s (as he calls him) orders. He’s still under contract and occasionally is forced to provide his end to the deal as ordered. Wruth hates that part of his life and tries to keep it as underwraps as possible. (He’ll deny its existence if ever brought up. You’d have to fight him to admit it.)

[bacchuschucklefuck]

we let the ocean drown out our voices/enjoying the bitterness/in the chaotic light, I close my eyes and see

[swampybogg]

[fandommothfreak]

I think movie buff Duke Thomas should force Jason to watch the LOTR movies and literature nerd Jason Todd should force Duke to read the books.

They should make a movie night out of it and then a weekly book club that's really just Jason periodically hacking comms during Duke's patrol so he can yell at him to finish each chapter like a deranged English teacher that follows you around at work. And then they should get into heated arguments about Tom Bombadil; and Duke should get really invested in overanalyzing all the poetry in the book trilogy; and Jason should rewatch all three movies like seven times at least so he can scribble thoughts into the margins of his paperback copies, write dissertations in his head about the effectiveness of different story changes, and cry at Sam's "But I can carry you!" without having to stop reading.

And then they should repeat all of this with The Hobbit. They're both a little psychotic about it and the rest of the family is tired.

[lovesickeros]

☆ even the gods bleed [ pt 3 ]

{☆} characters neuvillette, wriothesley, furina {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, multi-chapter, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings none {☆} word count 1.9k {☆} previous [ 1 ] [ 2 ]

Wriothesley was not a man of superstition. He did not kneel at the altars until his knees bled, he did not pray until his voice gave out– he did not, contrary to popular belief, suffer divine punishment for his apparent lack of respect.

After all, what Divine would look so deep beneath the waves just for a glimpse of the sinners that inhabit it?

Not them, evidently.

He hadn't slept in the past four days, though. There was a heavy air of something where ever he walked– it followed him like a thick fog, lingering and choking him until it dragged him to his knees like a chain. His thoughts inevitably linger on the striking, extravagant letter so conveniently adorning his desk at the fortress– the broken wax seal, the letter tucked into his pocket.

He'd recognize the seal of the Iudex any day. Wasn't often he spoke to him– but the shaky, distorted words hastily etched into the paper made him pause. Neuvillette always had a steady hand– elegant, flowing script that him of flowing water.

It had kept him up for days.

The implications were..haunting. He'd poured over the letter for hours, illuminated only by faint light of his desk lamp. Yet no matter how many times he tries to see what must be hidden beneath the ink, the paper itself even, he finds nothing but the shaky script of a request that sends a bolt of pure frost through his veins.

He noticed, of course, the odd goings on of Fontaine. He'd heard vague whispers of the Divine's hunt for the imposter– he'd heard, too, of the ceaseless rain pelting Fontaine until even he wondered if the nation would finally sink beneath the waves.

It didn't, though. And that only made it all the more odd. Days of constant rain, just for it to stop suddenly..he tugged his coat tighter around him, throwing up the hood of the cloak clasped even tighter over it with a grunt as he leaned around the corner of the alleyway.

He didn't believe in superstition, but this was too hard to ignore as a simple weather anomaly.

Maybe that was why he ignored his gut– he knew that this was probably a trap, at the very least it was suspicious. But damn it, he couldn't ignore the instinct to follow the only lead he had.

His boots clicked against the rain stricken streets as he stalked through the shadows, mindful of the clinking of machine patrols just a few streets away. Yet every step felt heavier then the last as he took a long, good look at the Palais Mermonia. He almost considered bringing out his gauntlets, but he thought better of it– if it came down to it, he needed information. And he would need whoever was waiting for him alive for that– the dead don't speak and all that.

The letter's directions led him in a..rather roundabout entrance to a secluded room, evidently, as he lifted his hand and quietly knocked against the door. Two rapid knocks, pause, another knock, pause, four knocks. It doesn't take long until he hears the latch of the door unlock.

The leather of his gloves creaks as he clenches his fists, adjusting his stance. He's ready for a fight, if he must, but as the door quietly slides open he feel the weight on his shoulders relax slightly– the familiar, sharp features of Neuvillette meets him. He almost reflexively smiles at the way his pupils turn into thin slits, a momentary surprise that he quickly hides well behind a cough and the creak of the door as he pulls it open fully.

"Wriothesley. I see my letter has found you well. Please, come in." Polite as ever, Neuvillette steps aside to let him in, but he can see the exhaustion lining his features– the bags under his eyes aren't as well hidden as he thinks, at least to him. "Bit odd to be inviting me all the way out here in the middle of the night, don't you think?"

His tone is smooth as he steps into the room, brushing down his hood and glancing at Neuvillette over his shoulder, watching as he shuts and locks the door behind him.

"I apologize for the..less then ideal circumstances, but I'm certain you will understand when you see for yourself." He wants to retort, but the Iudex beats him to it, vaguely motioning to the room behind him. An invitation– but he wonders if it's worth taking.

His gut says no, but he's feeling a little risky today, he supposes.

He turns back slowly, barely able to make out the two figures he'd missed on the first glance on the other side of the room– though it's hard to mistake the flourish of the Hydro Archon, even in the dark. It's the other figure that makes the breath hitch in his throat, though.

Or maybe, more accurately, it freezes. So does his blood, his whole body even, locked in stasis for a long, tense moment– he can't see them clearly, but his instincts are going haywire. He can feel his vision almost rattle where it rests against his left shoulder, cold leaking through the layers of clothes and into his skin until he has to fight to suppress a shiver.

He'd always fancied himself the hunter– he was the one who dealt with unsavory folks, in the end. But he felt like a rabbit pinned beneath the crosshairs of a gun this time. He could almost feel the teeth of the bear trap snapping shut around him, crushing bone and flesh beneath cold metal.

For a long moment he thinks he feels fear.

And with a sharp click and a burst of light, it's gone and he takes a raspy, choked breath as he blinks away the blurriness in his vision, taking in the room illuminated by the lamp.

He's not sure what he sees is better, though.

Because his body knows that their Divinity is as real as the blood running through his veins.

So why do they remind him so much of himself? Why does he see the look of the boy who died in a pool of blood not his own in them?

It is a sick, cruel kind of familiar.

Wriothesley didn't believe in superstition– but that was born of the unknown. He knew, now. He could reach out and touch the truth with his own two hands.

The throne of the world was a lie.

The thing sitting on it bled red. And if it bled, it could die.

He clenched his fists tighter– and released, letting his shoulders slump with a huff and a half hearted chuckle. "I wasn't expecting you to be in possession of a wanted criminal when you sent me that letter." He could see the gears whirring in their heads, the subtle dampness in the air reminding him just how delicate a situation it truly was.

He wasn't particularly inclined to getting blasted by a jet of water today.

"Relax, I'm not going to spill to anyone else. Seriously– don't get my jacket wet. It's expensive and a nightmare to dry." His lips quirk into a half smile, but it twists into something almost genuine at the laugh covered up by a cough he hears from the Divine. Bingo.

"It's fine, Neuvillette. Let him go." Their voice is like honey dripping from their lips, and he has to close his jaw with his hand before they can see the way it dropped in his surprise. "Of course, most Divine. My apologies." He relaxes at the sharp click of his heels as he joins them on the bed, his posture far more relaxed then he's ever seen. The Hydro Archon, much to his confusion and amusement, is far too invested in playing with their hair to pay much attention to him now that things have calmed, evidently.

Huh.

They seemed pretty cozy about it, he noted. He guesses they three of them had some time to get acquainted.

"So..who's going to explain what the hell is going on?" He probed, crossing his arms over his chest and watching the three carefully– they all looked tired, but even through the exhaustion neither seemed inclined to stray too far from the Divine. "And what exactly your plan is? You can't keep hiding them here forever. Someone will sniff them out sooner or later."

"We are aware," Neuvillette interjects, lips pursed into a thin line and his thin brows furrowed. "But as I'm sure you've noticed, the hunt for the..forgive me, most Divine, but the hunt for the alleged imposter is still at it's peak."

He grumbles in acknowledgment, hanging up his cloak by the door and sliding out of his heavy coat, resting it over the back of a nearby chair. "Hm. Suppose that's why the patrols are so common now a days."

"I'm afraid so. As you can imagine, we cannot simply ask them to..stop the search. It would draw unwanted attention and suspicion. The Divine would be found immediately if we tried to bring them out of the city at the moment." Neuvillette added, looking proper and elegant, despite the circumstances– even in the face of the Divine and the Archon turning on him and tugging his hair into intricate braids. "So I hope you understand that it was a great risk to send you that letter."

He rubs his chin, huffing in amusement– a solid plan, maybe, but his power didn't extend too far out of the Fortress. He had his connections, sure, but what use were they when he had to get the, uh, "imposter" out of Fontaine? Smuggling them out wouldn't be easy, and then there's the point of where to take them they'd have to contend with.

"Yeah, yeah– I get it. But it's not like I can just smuggle them out or keep them in the fortress. Even if we got them out of the city, we'd have to find somewhere to bunker down, and if someone spots any of us lingering there.." Archons, what a mess he'd gotten himself into. He was really looking forward to the next time he could kick his feet up with a cup of tea.

"I understand. I have already made plans, in fact." Neuvillette hesitates, and he can feel the temperature drops a few degrees. "I..cannot share them in full at the moment, but it is not for a lack of trust." Neuvillette reasoned, hands folded neatly in his lap– not that it hid the way they shook slightly. He wanted to ask, but he thought better of it.

"Eh, I don't hold it against you. The walls have ears, even up here." He deflected, running a hand through his hair. He really hoped Sigewinne wouldn't ask too much when he gets back. "I trust your judgment." He hesitates for a long moment, pulling out a simple, neatly folded letter of his own.

"Memorize the code words, then burn it. I'll be waiting for your next letter." He murmurs, plucking his coat and cloak and tugging them back on one after another, shuffling back over to the latched door. He hesitates again, his hand lingering on the door.

"I just hope your plan is worth the risk, Neuvillette."

He leaves before he can respond, the harsh click of the door ringing in his ears even as he steps back into the shadows of the night.

[mattodore]

date night fits 👯‍♂️

[triglycercule]

i love that the murder time trio all have dangerous little greetings. horror has his little hand drill thing. killer puts a knife up his sleeve and then does a little switcharoo. dust INSTINCTIVELY shoots whoever he sees with a bone. no greeting whatsoever. so just imagine how things go on a first meeting or whatever. immediately horror and killer have to dodge bones from dust and horror's like hey wtf man. mildly irritated but he just met these guys so he's willing to forgive. he's not gonna lose his cool in front of these two random ass guys even though one just tried to kill him. killer just has that dumbass smile on his face like always (but he was intrigued when dust did that. like who tries to kill someone on first sight?? he's curious now :3)

and then theyre all just standing together and staring for a moment and horror sticks out his hand. killer takes the bait but then he just points a knife to horror's stolen eye once he realizes that he got duped and his other hand is now currently being drilled into. dust didn't shake either of their hands because he could see the drill and tell that killer had something off about him in general. but he does give a tiny smile when he sees the state that the two r in rn with the drill and knife. it's an eensy bit funny in his eyes

least violent mtt interaction

[biasomnia]

DANDADAN SPOILERS

With this tinyyyy bit of info I am theorizing what the next arc will have as the interpersonal drama after tiny Momo. I currently call it “Okarun starts becoming popular and Momo has to work with Aira to keep everyone away from the dweeb they fell in love with bc everyone else besides them -and Jiji, maybe Vamola- don’t see past the surface level” aka “Okarun’s confessed so it’s Momo’s turn”

[very-poorly-drawn-tgcf]

Go work off that debt Xie Lian! ....with an extra babysitting job.

Meme template for y'all under the cut + examples I made.

Anyway hopefully next episodes won't take too long. The thing is. The Ghost Groom arc is a lot longer than I remember. I'm still racking my brain over how the hell I'm gonna summarize it because I am not going every single instance

[r0semultiverse]

Where in Beyond Canon is Arquisprite?

Took inspiration from the above post by @pastabaguette and decided to expand upon it due to The Plot Point update as well as some stuff seen even before Vriska’s arc started in The Point.

Let's examine some stuff that may tell us where Arquiusprite is at this time, seeing as we seemingly have only one chapter in The Point left. I think we've got a lead on his whereabouts already.

We've got horses and horse-adjacent creatures.

We've got a robot that looks like it's literally ripped from Equius' hive with a notable missing horn hole and a dent in the head.

There's also this twitter response from James Roach which could be interpreted as suggesting Equius' return in some way at some point in the future.

OP, I'm not saying you're right, but I am saying that if Dirk were to consult anyone on horses, it would probably be a mashup of his AI & Equius. Also Void player behavior apparently! Also Dirk has narrative reality warpy powers & we aren't sure as to the limits of those yet!

Below are some reddit notes about classpects that also lead credence to the idea that Arquisrpite is on Deltritus with Dirk at this time. Outside of the obvious fact that we haven't seen him in The Plot Point or the bonus comics with Jasprosesprite at all as of the Davepetasprite^2 feather chapter release.

Are the robots in case Terezi goes ultimate? Are they backup bodies for Rosebot? A metal body for Arquisprite? Who knows, maybe all three! 🤷‍♀️ Robots are being made by someone though (for some purpose) and they have troll horn slots on their craniums. The exact style robot that Equius used to make back on Alternia; so, make of that what you will!

Also maybe they just need a sprite to kick off whatever makeshift sburb/sgrub copycat they're trying to get running and seeing as Arquiusprite is a splinter of Dirk, it's fitting that he would accompany him. Plus the sprites can kind of just seem to be wherever & whenever the story needs them to be? Seeing as how Jasprose kidnapped Jane in the meat timeline, but in the candy timeline the sprites just kind of seemed to not do much or be absent entirely after a certain point.

There's at least a guaranteed non-zero chance Arquiusprite is on Deltritus.

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Rewatching 97 because I just need to get on with it but GAWDDD at this point I'm literally not watching all the rogueneto scenes IT'S SO UNCOOL 💀💀💀💀 ERIK WOULD NOT DO THAT WTF DISNEY

its just really funny in regards to 97 specifically because they never even interact in 92 (or if they do its incredibly sparring) so it's just the most out of nowhere thing possible. like oh we're doing this now ok

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my favorite scully moments from s5

in episode 1, we see the tomato poster on her wall, and i love it so much <3

shortly after, she has a confrontation with skinner:

“and what about your lie, agent scully? what does it lead to?”

“the truth- about the men behind what happened to me, about my abduction and the tests, about being exposed to something against my will, about being put on a table and having something implanted in me and then having my memory stolen, only to have it returned along with a disease that i was given” <- the way skinner was concerned for her safety but she took it as a challenge, getting angrier and angrier throughout the scene- OOOH, it was just SO good!

and when she finds that she was exposed to the mysterious substance from the ice core, she says “if my work with agent mulder has tested the foundation of my beliefs, science has been and continues to be my guiding light… now i’m again relying on its familiar and systematic methods to arrive at a truth” <- YES!!!!! SCIENCE!!! coming back to what has saved her over and over again and has been the basis of her life's work!! and the admission that her beliefs have been challenged by the things they've found!! i love this quote so much!! i want to analyze it forever!

in episode 2, mulder arrives at her hospital bed while her cancer is worsening, explaining his theory that the microchip he found will cure her. bill gets mad at him for suggesting something so ridiculous. she diffuses the tension by saying that everyone has their hearts in the right place, but it needs to be her choice (very diplomatic; she's clearly the middle child) and then decides that she will move forward with the procedure, choosing to take a risk and choosing hope... trusting mulder... augh. the symbolism of it all...

in episode 4, scully arrives in mulder’s motel room with cheese and wine, ready to relax, with this killer line: “however, i must remind you, this goes against the bureau’s policy of male and female agents consorting in the same motel room while on assignment” (and then she is SO sad when he runs off to investigate something instead of enjoying hangout time, telling him he needs to work on his communication skills😟)

another bug fact moment with scully in episode 4 when she starts telling mulder about tick metabolism!! i love bug facts with scully!!

later, she's staring intently at the dead mothman and says “there has to be a scientific explanation for this” which is just so Her. (also, she shot and killed mothman with her amazing aim, which deserves its own shoutout)

the striped suit in episode 5......... good LORD!!!

in episode 6, she sees bill’s heavily pregnant wife tara and loudly declares “you’re HUGE!” which was SO cute

later, when she is worried that the phone isn’t working properly because she kept getting mysterious calls, she dials mulder's number. she doesn’t say a word when he picks up; she just listens to his voice. the intimacy of this moment makes me want to cry.

her episode 10 beach outfit! showing up to maine in a t shirt that says "maine", so you know she bought it before she even rolled up! renting that convertible! telling mulder that she is going to hang up now!

(i'm imagining how she was preparing for her trip and must have bought a shirt that says her destination on it, and it is SO funny/cute/nerdy)

scully episode 10 one-liners shoutout moment: “people say she’s a witch” “well, that’s not the first time for that accusation in these parts” and then later her dry remark on “new england hospitality” after someone slams the door in her face

she was SO dedicated to not getting involved with that dumbass haunted doll case. even though the local cops had no idea what they were doing and she had to walk them through it with baby steps, she kept saying “well! that sucks for y���all. let me go visit the beach now” and i was DYING. she was COMMITTED to that rest. and rightfully so!

bubble bath time with classical music and reading “affirmations for women who do too much” <3

jack the policeman takes her to get lobster and she is utterly shocked at the size of the creature, saying “that looks like something out of jules verne. we’re supposed to eat that?” <- NERD! nerd! i was blushing and giggling.

i’m barely exaggerating when i say that scully putting that haunted doll in the microwave might be the best moment of the whole show.

she also calls mulder and asks about the prevalence of evil dolls in occult literature, because she does not give a damn if this thing is a demon or a ghoul while she’s off the clock, she just needs it to leave her alone, and i respect that SO much

in episode 11, she’s very cranky to be woken up by mulder at 2:45 AM to poke around and investigate, and i don’t blame her!!

they’re trying to figure out what messages this dead hacker left behind when she points out the obvious (“anyone, uh, think to check his email?”) and the reaction from mulder and the lone gunmen is PRICELESS

(she also looks SO impressed when mulder figures out a series of random numbers is an ID for a shipping container. i swear she wanted him there)

her visible attraction to esther/invisgoth- i saw that tackling scene, the hand to the chest, the bullying (“what was your role in all of this? were you the bass player?”), scully's reaction to learning her name is esther, that face she made when esther asks “are you gonna take off my cuffs, or do i have to do this with my tongue?” ... scully. i know what you are.

and she is SO pissed off when esther takes her hostage- mulder calls while she's driving, and she picks up with the most flat and angry voice you can imagine: “where are you? it sounds like you’re driving” “you are correct, sir” 😐

but then esther starts sobbing in her car, and scully comforts her, putting her arm on her shoulder, as if moments ago there was not a gun to her face- because she is fundamentally a kind person and will offer a shoulder to cry on, even to this annoying, attractive goth lady who kidnapped her <3

(she also climbs onto a tractor trailer to tell a guy not to drive over the exploding bridge, which i thought was funny because she just gets right up there)

later in episode 11, she has to decide between killing this AI thing that will ruin the whole world or saving mulder, and she picks saving mulder with zero hesitation!!!!!!! and then carries him to safety!!! and tries to save esther, too!!!

there are SO many excellent moments in episode 12, but a special shoutout to: “first of all, if the family of ronnie strickland does indeed decide to sue the FBI for, i think the figure is $446 million, then you and i will most certainly be codefendants. and second of all… i don’t even HAVE a second of all, mulder! i’m in this as deep as you are, and i’m not even the one that overreacted! i didn’t do the (gesturing) with the thing!” <- scully being so mad she’s at a loss for words is SO funny to me!!!

she has to do an autopsy and lets out the saddest yeehaw ever recorded when her scalpel blade slips out (AND when she finds mushroom pizza in the dead guy's stomach, she thinks it sounds so good she orders some for herself... scully, you are so weird and i love you) 

then when she finds more pizza in the second dead guy, she immediately realizes mulder is in danger, and runs back to save him from a teenage vampire!!!!

when mulder renounces his belief in the extraterrestrial in episode 13, she jokingly says her work here is done and tells him to have a nice life <3

she also grows to be cassandra’s defender, sticking up for her despite her eccentric story of alien abduction after she notices the parallels between their experiences; she breaks her agreement with spender to leave her alone because she needs to warn her that if she removes the implant, she will get very sick (!! again!!! her kindness!!!)

scully IMMEDIATELY noticing that mulder is being weird as hell in episode 18, but not knowing it is because he is undercover, and straight up confronting him about it (“i expect you to give me an answer. i expect you to tell me the truth” <- YEAH, YOU TELL HIM GIRL!)

and her accusing the motel worker of giving someone else her keys so she could figure out where tf mulder went: “who are you?” “who am i? who is he?!” and of course “are you the wife?” “not even close” <- oh she was so mad she suddenly knew how to lie!!! i watched that scene three times and laughed each time!

she’s also MAD AS HELL when she gets brought before the CIA representative and skinner and it killed me: “what the hell is going on?” “i apologize for our methods. they may well have saved agent mulder’s life” “what about my life? i don’t appreciate being run off the road” <- STOP RUNNING HER OFF OF ROADS!!! she knows her value and she is worth more than that!!!

but when they ask her if she’s suspicious of mulder’s actions lately, she IMMEDIATELY denies it. she might think that he is up to no good, but how DARE an outside party accuse him of this?!? this cannot be! she will defend his honor!!

(and breaking into his motel room to fix his finger........)

doctor nerd moments in episode 18 as she looks at bacteria and says “it looks like a streptococcus!” and then realizes it cannot be that, because “strep wouldn’t be able to survive any kind of exposure to the environment” (and then her incredibly confident “my research indicates that it was almost certainly developed domestically"... yeah, dr. scully MD is ON the CASE!!!)

when mulder gets all pissy in episode 19 because he thinks skinner is sending them on a busywork trip, she sets him straight: “you’re saying ‘i’ a lot. i heard ‘we’” <- ONCE AGAIN: GET HIS ASS!

sticking by her guns in episode 19 and refusing to autopsy the body and fuel mulder’s delusions (until she later is forced to)

later, he’s being held in the hospital, and the nurse refuses to let her see him, so she bursts in with her gun just in time to save him from some evil bug creature!!!

she holds gibson’s hand in episode 20, comforting him and walking him back to his room after he underwent testing <3 and later she chats with him about how his powers work while he watches cartoons; he says she doesn’t care what other people think, and she promises that no one will hurt him </3

then she brings the data she gathered from the testing to the lone gunmen, tells them to analyze it “with an eye to the parapsychological”, AND gets the tea on diana. truly a woman of action!

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A hint of backstory for Hue; they and victim have a bit of history,,

They got along pretty well.

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2025 is off to a great start 🙃