Okay so for everyone that’s confused about what any of this has to do with Italy:
I made the character side blogs (most of them. There’s a Kate one and an executives in space one that aren’t mine, but they were revealed in Sophie’s red string posts at some point)
Gert (with Milk’s knowledge and assistance) and Truman responded with various Italian and dr garrison accounts including @italianldcurtain @italianwhisperer @the-italian-benedictmafia @drgarrison @italiandrgarrison etc. many of which sent ominous DM’s either to my main, my character side blogs, or both. For the record, even though I’m not @drgarrison DO have a side blog for her (@thedrgarrison). I also had my blogs for curtain and SQ block most, if not all of the Italians at some point.
Thus far, no one has correctly guessed my reason for making these side blogs in the first place (and based on the information you all have, I doubt anyone will, but I would be very impressed if you could). I will be dropping an explanation and official apology to the fandom, but it’s gonna take some time to type out as it ended up being so much longer than I expected and I want to do this justice (I also plan on adding memes).
The “Anti-Hero” Curtain edit is one i’ve been wanting to make for a while (he was the first character I thought of when I heard the song and it fits him so uncomfortably well). However, I was not the only person to notice or post about this so I want to credit @striveonward for posting about it earlier. All the edits are under the hashtag “#MBS confessions” and they all use the same audio clip except for the ones on @ldcurtain and my main. The one on Curtain’s account is an actual edit and the one on my main is more of a proper unhinged confessional.
If you want more detail as to what accounts belong to who, you can refer to @sophieswundergarten’s red string posts (but I have a suspicion she might do one more now that all has been revealed).
I procrastinated on a lot of important life stuff to make these videos and I still have to type up my official explanation/apology so sorry if I’m a bit less active over the next few days but I hope this was entertaining at least. The side blogs will still be posting some content and I’ll speak more about them in my unhinged longer reveal post.
Once again my sincerest apologies to anyone offended by my actions 😔
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I’m so sorry other character stans but Toph Beifong is THE character of all time
Disabled, doesn’t “overcome” it but adapts and forces others to adapt instead.
Spoiled rotten rich kid with refined rich kid manners but chooses not to use them unless weaponizong them, can should and will kick your ass, but honest and good at her heart
A PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER EARTHBENDING MASTER AND HUSTLER AT AGE 12
Literally the definition of swag from womb to tomb
Do I even need to bring up metalbending?
INVENTED METALBENDING
Violence to show affection
Aang and Sokka quite possibly the only thing holding her back from straight up murder several times.
Definition of “do you want me to kill that guy for you? Cause it seems like he sucks. And I’ll totally kill that guy for you”
^ this is the real reason we never got a Toph and Zuko teamup, it would probably take her 3 minutes to convince Zuko to just kill his dumb lame dad already
I’m soooo sorry but she is UNMATCHED. Toph Beifong for President
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country bumpkin merlin not knowing anything about city life and accidentally courting arthur without knowing
merlin, watching gwen give lancelot her favor: why do you do that
gwen, heart eyes at lance and not paying that much attention to the conversation: so he knows i’m rooting for him
merlin, with an Idea: ah.
gwaine, lover of chaos, pisser offer of nobles and royals alike, ultimate wingman: merlin…you have such lonely lips. shall i introduce them to mine?
merlin, unaware of the game gwaine is playing: so you can steal my breath away? i think not, scoundrel
arthur, crushing his goblet in his hand:
merlin: arthur’s been in a bad mood recently :( i should cheer him up
merlin, remembering when arthur was put out when merlin brought morgana flowers and not him: i know just the thing
merlin, bringing a bouquet of carnations, roses, and tulips and setting them on arthur’s table while he’s eating breakfast: good morning, sire
arthur, trained on flower language in hopes that one day when he was to take a queen he could woo her easily, trying not to audibly choke on his sausage as he reads merlin’s declaration of love sitting in front of him:
arthur, who recently found out about merlin’s magic and was trying to find a way to bring it up, catching him in the act and watching merlin panic to explain himself:
merlin, Freaking: and i swear to you arthur, i have only ever used it for you. my magic is yours. my life is yours. i am yours. i would never do anything to harm you. i have protected you for years and will continue to do so at your side if you’ll have me
arthur, already believing them to be courting, desperately trying to figure out if that was a proposal for marriage or not but tired of being confused and deciding fuck it: here.
merlin, taking it: i…uh…huh?
arthur, watching merlin with hawk eyes and trying to figure out what he’s thinking and feeling: it’s my mothers sigil
merlin, confused as FUCK but is focusing on the fact that arthur is handing him something of his mother rather than a death sentence: my…my lord?
arthur, realizing how scared merlin’s must be about him finding out about his magic and trying to comfort him while also proposing, killing two birds with one stone: i will always keep you at my side, merlin, so long as we both shall live. if you’ll allow me.
merlin, almost collapsing with relief and tearing up, smiling at arthur as if he had parted the storm clouds to allow sun to shine down on them in that moment: of course…of course, arthur. always and forever.
merlin, watching the castle staff rush this way and that: wow. this banquet must be incredibly important
sir leon the long suffering, day one ride or die, one of the original merthur shippers: banquet? merlin, this is for your wedding
merlin, overworked and exhausted: my WHAT? to WHO??
leon, regretting everything he’s ever done in his life that led him to this moment: to…arthur?
merlin, over joyed but also absolutely befuddled: i’m getting married to ARTHUR?????
leon: you two have been courting for the past year or so, have you not?
merlin: i’ve been COURTING ARTHUR?????? FOR A YEAR?????????
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I am haunted by the detailed, completed map of Hell that Edwin took notes on. You don’t understand, it makes me sick. It’s one thing to have a basic layout, a vague idea, or a rudimentary map but it was meticulously detailed. Down to doors and what they do and where they go. Down to secret spaces in the walls. He even knew what ringing an innocuous bell would do. It can only mean one thing. We don’t know when Edwin began trying to escape, but assuming he started from the get go, it means that he spent all his decades in Hell trying to find a way out. He never stopped running. And that is assuming he never stopped. From his second trip, we could see he resorted to his old ways and ran. But he was eventually caught, reduced to pieces. Even when Charles showed up, he didn’t seem very optimistic about their chances. He could feel every second of those 70 years. There were likely many times he fell to hopelessness, trembling in the corner watching himself be desecrated knowing it was going to happen again and again. How long? How many times did he try to be so, so quiet, hoping he would have a few moments before the next round? How many times did he muster the ability to run, just one more time? How long did it take him to run, discovering the ends of each ring? How many times did he sprint up, down, north, south, east, west, trying to escape? And what happened when he finally escaped? How long did it take for him to be able to relax, even a little? Because he can never relax. He must always outrun Death and her constituents because he can’t count on them to be fair. How many times does he look over his shoulder, waiting for the monster to claim its eternal meal once again? His breath of fresh air, his first taste of companionship in ages not only keeps him company, but sticks by him. And then, in that blessing there comes a curse, because now you have something to lose. Because when you taste ambrosia how can you return to starvation? He feels safe with Charles. Happy and comfortable, but the threat always lingers. And he knows that Charles couldn’t fend off Death. He never considered he could fend off Hell beasts; after all, he’s just a ghost kid. He watches innocents be slaughtered on repeat, unphased by the level of violence but no less affected by it, because no one has even a clue what it takes to be this kind. Even at his most happy, he has so, so much to lose and he goes back to Hell when hope was dangled in his face like the fruit of Tantalus. When he returns, he’s subjected to Hell once again, sustaining through torture that obliterates souls, only to watch his best friend, his confidant, his platonic soulmate, die horrifically. This woman who gave him sea-glass courage, so powerful and yet so fragile. Allowed him to be himself, gave him permission to do so. Was the openness to his closed self, and now she is gone. And he retains his composure, his stiff, British posture because it is what has saved him from madness and Despair, protected him, and now the world is darker without Niko Sasaki in it. But surely he saw this coming. After all, humans are messy. And yet, he shows up for their souls, time and time again.
Edwin Payne is THE character.
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