#bad luck follows this man wherever he goes

[undeadchestnut]

Modern day AU Scrooge/Marley concept: they connect on a GRINDR equivalent but because they don't post face pics neither realizes who the other actually is. Ebenezer is mortified when he arrives for their planned hookup and sees it's his boss, but--after getting over his initial shock--Marley thinks the whole thing is serendipity.

Ooooh, what a DISASTER! I love it

Realistically, this is probably the only way those two emotionally repressed dorks would ever actually end up with each other.

[h7jfangirl]

WONDERLAND KING!JEKYLL DRAWINGS!!!!

HE LOOKS SO FRUTY

For his outfit I wanted to him to have actual king's cloths so I used a reference and also kinda fuse the clothing with Jekyll's, so he looks WONDERFUL

Henry didn't came to Wonderland with that outfit, of course he came with his usual one. His king outfit was a gift from Wonderland, he just behaves so well in here! He is TRULY not only one of them! BUT THE ONE! why wouldn't be the man that in sanity splited his soul in two be NOT worth it for the title of KING OF MADNESS!?

He was a leader before, but now he will finally be the GREATEST OF ALL! Now in his new castle at London, once known as "The Society for Arcane Sciencies", the fun will never end!

"Where... where did he get that outfit?" Even Hyde has his opinions about it.

He mostly wears blue with some yellow, however the red hints are meant to represent that this is still Henry, SO maybe.... And just maybe... It's not too late for him...

Even under Wonderland's influcence, Henry dosen't see the need to change Laynon at all, for him, Robert it's just perfect as he is and wants to keep him like that, Laynon on the other hand... He loves Henry but he has his limits

I can imagine their dynamic would be like Henry keeping Robert inside the castle and oftenly comes to him, acting very flirtous towards Laynon. He treats Robert more like his favorite pet/toy who carries wherever he goes through the castle, a something to adore rather than a someone

While for Laynon everything it's... terrifying. He tries his best to follow this madness without 'losing his head' [In the two meanings...] In hopes he finds a way to snap Jekyll out of it. The world he once knew it's nothing but a memory buried deep down under this big childsh-madhouse, nothing makes sense to him anymore! He is always getting lost in the palace for how often the rooms and physics seems to change whatever they want, and is always guessing which answer the king and the other citizens would like to hear so he won't DIE, or whatever your majesty decide to do with him. The citizens dont see him as their other ruler, not even a equal, so they constanly play pranks and bad jokes on him, and if Robert gets upset then they will always tell to him that they would stop only but if only he truly joins with his king in 'holy madness'

He is an outcast in this 'new society'. For them, everything he does is wrong and inappropriate, and he absolutely hates that. The most normal conversations he ever has are with Henry but Laynon can't not longer let his guard down anymore, especially if Henry is not in the room, because when he is not around everything gets... unsettling. Robert feels watched by the surroundings, the sky, the floor, the walls, the lights, even by the air itself, and have hear voices every time he could swear that he was alone

It's like the whole world it's mocking him...

(So yeah, he is constantly dealing with bullshit, it hasn't been easy for him)

And Hyde didn't have it easier neither

At first, Hyde was EXCITED to have his own body, and Wonderland seems like a great place with plenty of opportunities! But Hyde being Hyde mess up his own way and started to have bad luck around the place, always getting in trouble and gaining enemies where he went through. Hyde need to pay for his crimes against Wonderland's citenzs!

And yes, he got capture by the Queen of Hearts for messing her garden of roses, however she is not the punishment. Hyde showed himself unworthy, so instead the role will be lead by his better and more manipulable side

Hyde wanted to be part of Wonderland but he realized that it's not that fun as he thought, but when he found the way out and left, he accidentally brought the madness with him. He doesn't feel guilty about it (or at least won't admit it) despite everyone who blames him, even Rachel. But now he is a proud member of some revolutionary team to stop this madness, that it's being led by Alice herself, the only one known who survived Wonderland, and it seems that he has an important part to play on this so Hyde is pretty happy about it, ESPECIALLY knowing that he is not the only one plotting angaist Jekyll anymore and now for actual value reasons, it's funnier than being a wonder

Jekyll, does not want Hyde at all

Hyde is a burden for him and Wonderland itself, Edward himself is one of them, he is already mad and his body does belong to Wonderland, but for some reason he is also immune to its power. Not matter what, Jekyll and Hyde are still connected, it was thanks to Hyde that they managed to escape the land, and also without knowing, leading the madness with him. Jekyll always knows where Hyde is, even if they are miles away from each other. However he doesn't see him as a threat, he just enjoys how Hyde is struggling without nothing but himself, and how his team is plotting against him in vain... If he desired he could just snap his fingers and all of them would be turned into wonders without a second thought, but he just kept them around because of Hyde

But the king enjoys the suffering of others, because he has the memories of suffering too

He does remember who he used to be, right before he even gave a step into Wonderland, his perspective has changed completely now.

What once he thought it was terrifying, it turned out to be the easiest thing in the world, and now he sees it now...

But, even as the king the voices are still annoying.

[ufolliegy]

Rescas and Passport. Not based on any preexisting characters. at all.

a bit about them under the cut

Rescas

A disgraced theoretical physicist. Pre-War Rescas was blacklisted from the sciences after causing an unfortunate lab accident that left many of his Cybertronian brothers dead. Now he fights alongside the Autobots, trying to prove himself as a respectable bot of science.

Bad luck seems to follow him wherever he goes. Some bots even warning others to steer far and clear of him, calling him a bad luck omen.

Rescas is also a monoformer. He used to have an alt mode, but due to unforeseen circumstances, it seems like his transformation cog has recently stopped working. weird.

Passport

What’s there to say about Passport…He’s a low ranking Decepticon grunt.

Before the war he worked as a security guard at one of the largest research facilities on Cybertron. He would spend his days pestering faculty about meaningless rules (ones he’d made up on the spot) and slacking off with the other guards.

Now a Decepticon, he doesn’t care much for the cause. He just wants things to go back to how they used to be. He just wants to go home and play games, man.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Hi! I wanted to ask you something, since I really enjoy how you characterize the relationship between a grumpy, lonely, stoic, angry etc. character like Ghost (though I don’t know if I’d say he’s angry) and a love interest. What would those first few interactions be like, (would she seek him out, and would it annoy or confuse him) and what characteristics would he see early on in her to realize that he likes her. I can see someone like him avoiding her initially, until his feelings are too strong and then he’s all in. I don’t know, maybe that’s an incorrect interpretation. Also you kind of already answered this question in a previous ask, but I just love how in depth your character analysis is!! Hope your day goes really really well and thanks for giving us all some fantastic stories!!

First of all, thank you for your interest and praise! Also, this is such a lovely, cute question ️🩷✨️ I certainly don't consider myself as any kind of a Ghost expert, but I absolutely love to share my thoughts on him and love to hear other people's thoughts on this man too 💕

My thoughts on this under the cut ->

"I can see someone like him avoiding her initially, until his feelings are too strong and then he's all in."

Yes, me too, definitely! Trust issues are one reason for avoidance, but I have this HC about Ghost having an ominous feeling that he's born with bad luck. He has this almost superstitious belief that shit will hit the fan whenever he turns his back. That's why he's so gloomy: quotes like "People you know can hurt you the most" and "Choices have consequences" come to mind... The latter imho is a perfect example on Ghost's instinctual belief in Murphy's law instead of being a neutral, logical take on how laws of cause and effect work.

This inner conviction that tragedy and disaster follow him wherever he goes is why he subconsciously steers clear of relationships and, in fact, any chance of happiness: because happiness is always followed by immense pain in his world of experience.

But like you said, if he gets "trapped," it's challenging for him to pull back anymore. He's curious by nature and gets a kick out of physical intimacy and extremes - and love and lust are one of the most intense experiences there is! Violence can be viewed as a profound, distorted form of intimacy (like... this guy is an expert in hugging people from behind and plunging a knife in them 🫠), so of course passionate sex is like a drug to him. Tender lovemaking or rough rutting – as long as he's present and his partner is present too.

So I'd say he's drawn in by physical attraction and sex first (not that he would be into superficial hookups, I think he'd rather deprive himself of sex altogether than have a series of shallow one-night stands), and this would eventually lead to feelings which grow in depth until he cannot keep himself away any longer.

I think people like Ghost could be compared to a wild animal or an abused dog 🥲 so it's better to let him "sniff" you first. Smothering him with attention and demands will only drive him away. But after he sees you 1. are not a threat 2. accept him as he is 3. give him the occasional treat (lol), there's a good chance he will eventually trust you and attach himself to you.

(Again, I can't believe this is my life now: talking folk psychology about a traumatized fictional man on Tumblr, but here we are, this is fine ☕️✨️)

Ghost also has to feel he's needed in the relationship, just the way he wants to feel qualified and capable in his work. If you try to force him to be something he's not, he will likely leave – simply because he doesn't want his partner to settle for anything but the best. But if he gets a feeling that he is needed and can provide and be of service to his partner, he will do anything in his power to make them feel protected, safe, and content (in that order). I also think he prefers to feel useful rather than be admired – that's why he would consider a friends with benefits setup insufficient. Also, feelings! If he senses he's just being used while slowly developing something more than just horny feels for the other person, it will only make him resentful and, again, drive him away.

"-what characteristics would he see early on in her to realize that he likes her."

It's difficult to say because I don't think Ghost has a particular "type." It's more about the chemistry and little things to him: I see him as a man of detail, so it might be something very fleeting and minimal in a person that catches his attention.

But if by characteristics you mean what kind of behavior he appreciates (not sure if I got this question right), then perhaps patience paired with acceptance and compassion. I think he wants his partner to be independent... and dependent on him. Like I said earlier, he wants to feel needed but doesn't want to be smothered. He wants to feel useful but not used. He demands unconditional loyalty but despises childlike codependency.

I wrote a standalone sequel to Refugee a while ago and will post it here soon, in it I explore your question on what the first interactions would be like (from Ghost's POV). 💞

I'd love to hear people's thoughts on this! Or any Ghost & relationships topics for that matter 😍

[kaimeioneclipse]

Wednesday <3/X Danger

Pairing: Wednesday x Masc!reader

Summary: Wednesday was hurt due to her friend/lover's quirk of having bad luck wherever he goes. The setting is set after Wednesday getting injured due to the reader's uncontrollable bad luck and saving her from being killed.

WordCount: 742

It's late at night in the infirmary at Nevermore Academy. It's a gloomy stormy night today which wasn't out of the ordinary for this school's location. Wednesday Addams is sleeping in the infirmary bed recovering from a recent head injury. The Nurses have retired for the evening but only one other person is in the room. Y/N who is on the other side of the infirmary sleeping in a chair.

There is a stillness in the air of this room.

Wednesday moans for a moment and her eyes shoot open. She lays up and checks her surroundings to see the young man on the other side of the infirmary.

"Y/N" she calls out to him to but not too loud to wake the dead.

Y/N barely opens his eyes to look over to see Wednesday is sitting up and awake. "Wednesday...." Y/N replies as he rubs his eyes. "Hey, how are you feeling?"

Wednesday feels her head injury "Just a little bit of head trauma and bruised wrist, nothing that I haven't experienced with training with my Uncle" she said. She begins to remove the covers of the bed she is in.

"The Nurse said that you shouldn't get out of bed before morning they want to be able you are ok to go back to classes" Y/N interrupts

Wednesday seems to tilt her head to see that Y/N is on the other side of the room. "Why are you over there? If you were to be keeping an eye on me wouldn't you be a lot closer to where my head lays" she stated as the gap was humongous between them.

Y/N chuckles a bit nervously. "Well, I think I'm better over here..." as he leaned back in the chair. "...I mean I'm the one who caused you to get hurt..." he said under his breath.

Y/N has been known as the DangerBoy or Tragic or B.L. for Bad Luck. No matter where Y/N goes trouble seems to follow. Let it be the Dennys that blew up on his first day at work, don't even get us started on what happened to his parents after his 4th birthday. Y/N has always been alone even at Nevermore. But Wednesday was different.

She actually was very interested in his curse but she calls it an ability that he hasn't learned to control yet. Plus if he can use it she can use it for whatever she needs to get something done in her plans. But ultimately she developed feelings for Y/N but she would.

Wednesday started to move out of bed against Y/N and the Nurse's claimed wishes. She groaned from the movement in her head and bruised hand. But she kept on walking towards Y/N

Y/N wanted to get up and help but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

As Wednesday got closer to him, Y/N got more nervous.

First step. One of the lights began to shatter.

"Wednesday, stop!" Y/N exclaimed to her

Second step. One of the windows shattered with a roaring wind.

Y/N was starting to breathe hard and started to listen to his internal mind "You will lose her, She will die being near you. It will be your fault and you will be alone again"

Y/N covered his ears and closed his eyes to make it stop and as Wednesday took another step closer the chair that was strong broke from under Y/N.

Wednesday could see his pain but she kept on walking up to Y/N.

"Alone Alone Alone...ALONE" that's all Y/N could hear then....it stopped. The wind the shattering all gone. Y/N opened his eyes and looked at Wednesday holding him.

"Wednesday.....why?" he with a surprised look.

Wednesday pulled away slowly but help onto Y/N 's hands

"Because...You will not live and walk a gloomy dark road without me by your side." She replied. Y/N looked into her dark eyes and knew she was telling the truth

"W-Wednesday. I-" Y/N tried to speak but shushed him with her finger. Then she leaned in and softly kissed him as if she had taken away all the worries that plagued him over the years of his life. "You are my Danger boy, Mine, and Mine alone. And I will always protect you like you did for me" she said caressing his cheek

(first time writing fanfic in a long long time. Back when Gaia Online was popular. I'm not the best writer but Wednesday has been living in my head rent-free that I had to write a story. I might have more different ideas and pairings but we will see.

Possibly make this an actual story if people seem to like it. Go as far back as how the reader and Wednesday met and how they both developed feelings for one another. I already have the twist on why Y/N causes all this danger.)

[dragonfelling]

HAPPY STORYTELLER SATURDAY!!!! I'm excited that you are brainstorming Anemoian Hallowe'en, do you know of any ghost stories from Anemoi? Urban legends or things they frighten the kids with?

HAPPY STS!!!

Yes in fact 👀- I have several. Anemoi is full of dangerous wildlife that get used in in-world stories. Midonia and Ishida has more typical creepy stories, surely, but Anemoi has a lot of old legends!

There is of course the boy who cried Pinnae, which is essentially the boy who cried wolf, but with Flockets (sheep llamas) and Pinnae dragons. It ends in quite a dark way compared to the usual telling of the boy who cried wolf; instead the boy disappears, all that's left of him are his boots and burn marks. Its used to frighten kids into not lying, and to be wary of Pinnae Dragons. Its encouraged to tell kids to use their imagination to figure out what happened to the boy, if they ask.

There is a story about two dragons that are akin to cryptids. To the Anemoians, the story goes, These ancient creatures are similar to Pinnae dragons and they once guarded something special to Pinna- but he had since abandoned them. Now, they wander the lands without a purpose. These giant, lumbering bi-pedal things becoming elusive spirits of the mountain. Weary wanderers sometimes catch glimpses of their reflective wings, and forest fires are often blamed on these cryptids They have been seen chasing gods and monsters. In reality, however, these two dragons are not some weird big-foot esque things. They are proto-dragonborns that track down gods for Pinna to catch. They were once the protectors of Pinnas first sons, Anemos and Haeres. Diamonda are often used as the "bad guy" in children stories. Its used as a metaphor for a dangerous stranger. There is likely a story akin to the original little red riding hood. They are highly venomous drakes who can cause immense pain from their absorbent, spittable venom. In more ancient stories, they are used as a bad omen for incoming bad luck. These ideas have stuck in the minds of Anemoians, and they are often killed on sight. While they can be a pest, this is usually only due to a change in their environment causing stress in the first place and causing them to come close to human civilization. In more recent years, the Diamonda has gained a more positive connotation and has become a symbol used by survivors of SA and abuse. Perhaps this was due to a published story by a certain Aeraki under a pseudonym 😏

There is the story of Jorah the cursed, where a man steals one of Pinnas plume feathers, and in anger Pinna curses him to be obsessed with the feather, and for the storms to follow him until he can drop the feather. He brings the storms wherever he goes, unable to let go of his treasure. With the storms, he brings ruin. The locals eventually have enough of the rain, and kill Jorah. -That story is used mainly as a way to deter children from stealing from shrines and disrespecting Pinna. It is something that happens for real though!

Another story similar to Jorah, is a girl is turned into a Losimos (essentially a pigeon bat rat) after stealing money from a shrine. This happens to a character in my DND campaign too, but the change is gradual and will hopefully be cured :3

As for ghost stories, there are stories about ghost rider-bands who have never stopped hunting dragons and protecting the lands they were in charge of. These are stories local to small communities, that are used to encourage ideas surrounding rider-band duty to their wards. There is also a story about a rider-band who did not respect their ward, so he was cursed to wander the lands forever without his steed. Aeraki has a La Llorona like tale and a water-baby myth regarding the Fluvius river

There are some Ishidan stories that are also prominent in Kian since their culture is a heavy mix of Anemoian and Ishida. There is probably a story similar to Kuchisake-onna (slit mouth woman). As well, they have sirens which use their tail to appear like a woman passed out over a sea-side rock before they swing around and eat their "saviour". False stories of Merfolk singing causing the death of sailors, storms, and tsunami, etc. Plenty to do with merfolk, actually. Many told by sailors with the lesson of appeasing the local population in order to sail safely. Also in Orsus which is close to Drasil, who likely have a Jubokko (Vampire Tree) story and Dziwozona myth. There are likely stories similar to Kappa, which were just early sightings of Eute, before Eute were a common sight in Anemoi. (They only began to come into Anemoi after human settlement and they strictly stuck to watersides and rivers)

As Midonia settlers begin to change the culture of Anemoi, im sure some of their stories have found their way into Anemoian culture. Ones about cries in the woods luring men to their death and similar related Nidus stories. All these similar to our world myths would of course have different names :3

[sankiraizada]

Bandage to the Heart | Part - 1

Entry to the IPKKND 13th anniversary fiesta

Word Prompt : Jouska

"Khushi, do you think it is wise, what we are doing?" asked Payal, drawing her little sister's hand away from the ornate deep blue lehenga he was unfolding.

"What? Your Shaadi? If this is not wise enough, what else would you like to do? Ohho, Jiji! I never knew you were interested in live-in!" The aforementioned little sister widened her eyes while fighting a smile.

Payal smacked Khushi's head with her free hand.

"Nahi!" -

"Going ahead I would never hide anything from you Payal-ji. However big it is."

Akash is definitely the better of both of them. He is sincere and it shows in each promise he makes to her. Doesn't he deserve the same loyalty?

But what good would that do? On the day of the havan before their engagement, he walked into the house bearing the news of his marriage to Anjali-ji. Brought out thunders from Buaji. Disbelief and devastation in her Amma. Seems like both her daughters had bad luck with walking up to the wedding altar. Her Babuji surprisingly was strong considering the whole wedding was his plan. He huffed and looked away, but didn't shed a tear when he heard all that. What else could a paralyzed man do anyway.

Everything Shyam-ji had claimed sounded almost.. true. It was Buaji who hounded him and Khushi to be wedded. He didn't have enough time to process the situation when they got hastily engaged by the bedside of their very sick Babuji. He was an outsider in the haughty Raizada clan. He just wanted apnapan. He finally got enough courage to reveal the truth this day, heaven forbid he didn't, he couldn't go against his principles even if he was in a loveless marriage.

But Payal also noticed how he spoke about Khushi to their elders. Egging them on to hitch them up together. How he never involved any of his family from Lucknow even after the engagement. Who carries their Kundali in their work suitcase anyway? He could have denied the wedding firmly right from the start. Buaji could force Khushi citing her adoption, but she couldn't make Shyam-ji do anything he didn't want to do, could she?

Anyway, it's not as if Akash nor any other member of the family would believe an iota of whatever she would tell them against their beloved Damaad-ji.

Why is this so complicated? If only she could love Akash freely, not burdened by the truth she's holding from him.

Khushi is technically her little sister. But she has seen more of the world than herself. Stood up for the family in need of a head. Has been cheated on. Takes up the challenges life throws at her with a smile and a quick prayer to her Devi Maiyya.

She's always been there for her chutki and supported her through numerous "disasters" that keep following Khushi Kumari Gupta wherever she goes. But today strangely she is the one feeling exposed to vultures in Shaantivan. Her sister has no business hanging about in this place come tomorrow and she can't think of a way to keep her support system to herself for the rest of her life.

Nightmares of her soon-to-be MIL keep her up at night anyway but it is Shyam who worries her truly. She couldn't pin upon anything unseemly in his behaviour since he left Laxmi Nagar, but who was she kidding? He seemed harmless while he was living with them too, at least till the truth came out. And had she not sensed his veiled threat? (Bhale hi her Amma and Buaji saw that as no more than an unwelcome consequence). Of Payal's marriage prospect crumbling if the Raizada's knew.

God knows what he would do or make her do by dangling the truth over her head. He's not truly in love with this family, is he? It's she who would suffer. Something had to be done here.

"Khushi, woh hum soch rahe the ki.."

"Yeh woh kuch nahi." Khushi came and sat by her sister who was lost in her train of thought.

"I know what's going on in your head. Waise if I say something it would be chhoti muh badi baat, but I will say it anyway. One thing I've understood by hanging around Arnav Singh Raizada is this. Be selfish in the matters of your family. And Akash Jiju is going to be your family in a few hours. Your relationship with him should matter the most. What good would it do if this wedding stopped now? Let him become your Pati and tell him whatever you want then. He is a good man. And smart. He would see the truth. And I have given my Maiyya murti to you. She would be with you always."

"Shyam-ji wouldn't dare put a toe out of the line under this roof with Arnav-ji and Jijaji around. But don't wait around until he does something irreversible. Hell, even if he doesn't, you should speak to Jijaji about this. If your husband can't understand and trust you, who would? If he can't share your pain and burden, who else would, Jiji?"

"He adores his Di. He has to know if you have something to share about her. But all in good time. Whenever you are ready."

Payal blinked and stared at her sister. Relief and resolve spread through her chest as she thought about what to do. Gently she cupped Khushi's face and kissed her forehead.

P.S. I know OG Khushi loves being in denial and would like to close her eyes and pretend there's no problem.. or justify being quiet by telling herself she should give Shyam a second chance for the sake of Anjali's marriage.. but here I just wanted to explore a little of what happens if these characters were just a bit more.. vocal. Thanks for reading!

P.S. P.S. This is my first attempt at posting something I wrote please be kind 🥹

@arshifiesta

>> part - 2

[speedystarshine]

Can you please write head canons about Matpat egos with a Reader who sleeps a lot, and when I mean a lot I mean like lot!

Who would be The one who Hold the reader while they sleep, Or be a little shit and Play loud music to annoy them

You don’t have to write it but I would appreciate it if you do! Have great day/night <3

Ofc!! Here you go! (Lmao I took out Mack because I realized poor guy would basically be doing your job- that would be kinda funny tho like imagine going to sleep on the ship beside him and waking up to entire colonization and you're in a cage 💀)

Characters: Matpat, Madpat, The Detective, The Hermit, Warfpat.

Matpat

Kinda sad he can't really hang out with you that much when you're asleep, so he definitely makes moments counts when you wake up!

One of the one's to hold reader while you're asleep. Y'know that universal feeling where you have a cat on you and won't move even if it hurts because there's a cat on you- Very much like that.

He takes pictures, beware because he has blackmail on you lmao-

Honestly sometimes he uses you as a mini table and just edits and even sometimes record whole-ass videos on top of you 😭

Madpat

Another ones to hold you, but like.... stiff.

He doesn't move the entire time. Bro is sat snkadfkj

Sometimes if he has stuff to do (Read: people to murder) he just kinda flings you on his back and goes off to do whatever

Eventually puts you in a bed because he feels bad, especially if he finds you asleep like on top of the fridge or some random shit 😭

Listen to me he had to sleep on a desk chair for five miserable nights he knows damn well you're gonna be sore when you wake up 💀

The Detective

Honestly how he would react depends on whether your on the team or part of the place but would still kinda be the same

If you're a part of wherever the team is he's kinda sad he doesn't get to see you that much-

If you're on the team though, he is desperately trying to fight so you don't get voted out snjasj-

He is weak as hell. Mans isn't strong enough to carry you every where so most of the time makes sure you fall asleep in the safe spot.

The Hermit

Honestly just leaves you to do your thing 💀

Unlike The Detective, he is way too strong, so he'd probably end up throwing you around like a sack of potatoes and possibly accidentally off a cliff

If you guys are indoors he's slightly more relaxed but still on guard, since everything is new to him no matter how much you tell him its safe-

If you guys are outdoors though, he feels so bad about leaving you in case anything comes back before he does so he tries to make sure your awake when he leaves. <3 You're asleep when he comes back tho

Warfpat

He is a complete ass whether he realizes it or not 😭 I have a hc that no matter where he goes, goofy ass jazzy music follows him, so good luck

He makes lizard noises in your ear to test how deep of a sleeper you are snsnskfds

I'm sorry he loves you but he has. So much fun with you 😭

Probably interviews you and asks about your day and stuff and then pans to your chair which is empty because you fell of it in your sleep

He loves you but your lowkey going to have to get a restraining order if you want even a smidge of sleep around him</3

[evita-shelby]

National Anthem

Chapter 13

Cw: mentions of a miscarriage, sex, polyamory character, technically rpf (gloria swanson was a real woman)

Taglist: @zablife @thegreatdragonfruta

New York society is fun. Dangerously fun even to Catholics like them.

Jack is seated on the throne even if the White and Black Hand think they are in charge and in the business world there is no one like him.

Just as there is no one like Eva who’s gone up the golden path laid out for them by her family. She is modern but not enough to turn away the old crowd, exotic but not so much so she’d stand out and best of all, bouncing back with a vengeance.

She wants to try again, the moment her body healed his witch wanted him to fuck another baby into her. The cards say another son, Henry Absalom, after her dead father. A second President to follow after Junior.

All he can see in his nightmares is Evie bleeding out at the foot of the stairs.

Jack would be perfectly fine with four kids, there is no need to have more. He’s told her, in a strange turn of events, this time he’s the one not wanting to have more babies. Both had come from big families and had agreed nine was a good number until Rosie came earlier than expected and Eva miscarried the twin girls last year.

Jack had even gone as far as to turn down sex. Something unheard of in him, Eva had been so annoyed by it she banished him out of their room that night.

“She’s a beauty, isn’t she?” his wife’s voice is low and sexy as they observe Henry de la Falaise and his lovely wife, Gloria fucking Swanson from across the elegant dining room.

She was a beautiful woman, turned heads wherever she went. Something he pretended not to notice because Eva would hang him by his entrails if she knew. Jack has eyes, and tastes, but those were easy to ignore when his spoiled goddess reminds him she has more to offer him than anyone else here.

“If you say so, doll.” His witch was a jealous woman, something that turned him on because it meant good fucking after. The hand on his thigh says this is a ploy to get him to breed her until she couldn’t walk anymore.

“She’s terrible with money, I recommended you when she came over for a reading yesterday.” The witch continues stroking him as the Marquise gives his darling Evie a smile and finds herself a little flustered by him.

“Why?” This was trouble. Jack knows women know of the reputation he had before he discovered the joys of monogamy. Swanson should know better no one fucks around with him if they don’t want bad luck in their lives. He’d have her pushing up daisies if Eva so much as asked.

“Because we are going to fuck her.” His Evie smiles like the cat that ate the canary and Jack knows this plan of hers is already in motion. “The Marquess is good company, but poor dear Gloria is in need for adventure, and who better than us to give it to her?”

They had talked of threesomes, of adding someone to their wild sex life for their last anniversary, but after what happened last August, those plans had been shelved. In fact, it had been he who had put a stop to that scheme of temporarily opening their marriage to try it out.

“You know these sorts of things end badly, sweetheart. She’s gonna lose her fine new husband and it might fuck up what we have. Do you want to risk a stranger come take what’s yours?” Jack stops her hands as he reminds her what was at stake here. The gangster knows Eva will get what she wants in the end, but not before he makes her agree not to try it again when it inevitably fails.

Jack Nelson has been there before. As the bull to some blue blood cuck, as the man between his official girlfriend and his secretary, and once fucked a couple because the husband was queer, and Jack has more in common with his wife than most knew. As far as people know, Jack has never fucked a man until he cried out like a slut.

“Oh, I forget you speak from experience.” She chuckled in response. “But fine, when this goes to shit, and Gloria loses her appeal we will close our marriage once more. I promise.”

The following Monday, he comes home to Eva and the Starlet in their luxurious sex room getting caught red handed.

“Wanted to wait for you, but I just couldn’t help myself, mi vida.” Eva beckoned him to join them.

“Should we punish her, Miss Swanson?” Jack would’ve been stupid to pass up this golden opportunity, besides he hadn’t seen his darling wife come alive like this since last year.

Spring 1927

Their affair with Gloria is fun, adds a strange thrill to their marriage that had done wonders to her bout of melancholia caused by her miscarriage.

Jack had become cautious with her, gentler and treating her like she might shatter if he held her too hard. He had been by her side as the best of husbands would be, even took time off work when the grief set in even after she had believed herself over it. His agreement to adding Gloria into their sex life was more about pleasing her than his own attraction to the actress.

It was strange for the two of them, Jack had been the type of man who sets his sights on a woman with an eye already on the one he will have on the side. In fact, Eva had feared she would be cheated on the moment she was told he had come to ask for her hand.

But he had met his match and had no need for anyone else. This he had said when she asked why he treated Gloria more as Eva’s plaything than their lover. Never even got Gloria a single flower while he couldn’t go a fortnight without spoiling Eva with something.

As far as people know, Gloria and Eva are good friends, Henri de La Falaise is being shown how to build wealth instead of depending on his wife’s success by Jack and what goes on between the Nelsons and the Marquise is merely rumor. Spirits know Jack didn’t even have to try to look indifferent to Gloria when she tries to hide her crush on him.

The poor woman had looked crushed when Jack surprised Eva with a gold locked with two anatomically correct hearts just before she left for Hollywood some days ago. He had fucked her several times with Eva’s blessing, when they were alone on business trips, but Gloria had found herself feeling used and Eva strangely relieved that sex didn’t hold the same meaning for him without her.

As much as it pains the witch, this Ménage à trois had not been a good idea, especially for two very jealous people. Lucky for the two of them, it might end sooner than anticipated what with the Great Depression coming in fast in the next two years and Gloria’s last string of movies failing.

Gloria’s career is about to spiral downward along with her marriage these next three years, something Eva couldn’t stop. Well, she could stop Jack from ruining the four of them financially by trying to manage Gloria’s career, but then the fall out would have her break up with Gloria and the witch really hates that this affair will ruin any chance at being friends.

It has been so long since she had a friend she could date and fuck. Frankly, it was Eva who cared more about Gloria than Jack. Explains why Jack has finally come round to having another baby.

The witch knows what changed his mind. He was very possessive of her, always has been. Never likes how men ---and women--- look at her nor how attached she and Gloria are. Gloria loves them, loves Eva but wishes for more from Jack. Jack cannot make himself reciprocate her feelings, while Eva may have said the L word to her twice now.

He heard her say it back and pretended not to be bothered by it. Until now, Gloria was away for a few weeks, they were truly alone for once when he aired his singular grievance with their arrangement.

“Do you love me?” he asks one evening as they take advantage of the locked door and luxurious couch in her sitting room. Her husband wants to fuck, he knows she is ovulating and would do anything if it meant having their fifth child on schedule.

The sofa is large enough to fuck, she is on her back with her head on the armrest with her legs wrapped around his waist as h. The children were asleep and even then, the door was locked for extra measure.

“Yes, how can I not?” she answered as he slot himself between her legs. He doesn’t like when Gloria leaves marks on him or her. Hates the idea of anyone else beside him staking a claim on either of them.

“Mhm, just making sure you haven’t forgotten about me now that you have her.” Jack nuzzled her neck and bit her to stake her claim on her flesh. If he was this threatened by their lover, Eva may get what she’s been seeking since January of last year.

“Maybe a baby might fix that.” The witch would even break up with Gloria if it gave her what she wanted. As great things are with her lover, there was nothing like getting jackhammered by her jealous husband like he means to rearrange her insides in the world.

“Everyone would see me fat with your son and even she’ll know I love you more than I could ever love anyone else.”

“Baby Harry or Gloria, your choice, doll.” He makes her choose all while pausing his assailment of her neck and jaw to kiss her like he wants to consume her so no one else can.

“Well, the United States needs its 60th Attorney General and 37th president. A shame about Gloria though.” Eva gives in easily, as if there had ever been something that needed much convincing.

“I’ll break up with her for you, need a reason to stop letting her flops drain me to keep her living in luxury.” Her husband wastes no time ridding her of her panties and fuck a baby into her.

Harry Absalom Nelson is born in November of 1927 at the cost of the sensational fall out of his mother’s ‘friendship’ with the beautiful starlet who will tell all about it in her memoirs.

Its on the family’s Thanksgiving dinner mere weeks after that the Shelbys return to their story in the form of Gina’s obnoxious English boyfriend: Michael Gray.

[truly-morgan]

[Actor/model AU]

HuaLian | Heaven Official’s Blessing Modern AU + Actor/model AU 01-05-2021

[#hualian - model/actors]

What if Xianle was actually a big production company until a big scandal destroyed its reputation and soon after the head family nearly all died from a disease? Leaving behind Xie Lian with nothing and no one? He goes from a spoiled child who still wanted to help people the best he could, but then went through a lot of shit and had to learn the hard way how to live?

Fx and mq were probably with him at first, but xl ended up letting them go because he was dragging them down with him when they still had chances to dissociate from him and create a name for themselves in the industry (especially since mq needed to support his mother).

Nearly two decades go by and he's pretty sure everyone has forgotten about him (and his online presence, maybe he was big on YouTube until everything happened and ended up privating everything). Then one of his most recent colleagues suggests he tries modelling since he has good-looking.

Xl is unsure but does end up trying since that one company is doing try out. Of course, this is hc company and he /immediately/recognises xl in his application and personally goes to the shoot to take the picture and see how it goes.

[hualian First meeting] 

It is not after doing the shoot or while doing it, but before, while xl has no clue. He’s waiting alone since he’s the last, a bit nervous since he hasn’t done any modelling in years, when this handsome man (maybe another model?) comes to him to talk.

He sits down and casually talks with him, calming down his nerve a bit with reassuring words. It does help and xl ends up really enjoying that conversation, until the man stands up and says he should go now, wishing him good luck, knowing he would do good.

Only moments after does an assistant comes to him to guide him to where the shoot will take place, listening to the instruction given to him by the photographer as he leaves the makeup artist do their job.

Then as the shoot is about to start everything stops when someone comes in, xl unable to see who it is because the way is blocked. Then he sees the handsome man again and is both happy and surprised to learn he is the CEO of the company.

He was talking to him so casually about his worries not even twenty minutes ago!!! 

Right then and there hc decide he’s gonna be the photographer (since he can also do that, of course) and xl has to admit, following hc instruction is strangely really easy and he feels really at ease with him, more than with the previous photographer. 

Everything ends up going well and once it is done hc suggests taking him for dinner, like this he can continue with an interview since he’s considering taking xl in. “We can go wherever gege wants to go” he assures him, so xl takes him to one of his favourite places. It’s small, nearly hidden, doesn’t have a lot of people in, the staff doesn’t act as professionally as in one of the big restaurants hc is probably used to and is really cheap, but the food is good and still allows xl to pay his rent. 

Xl is happy to see hc doesn’t seem to mind, even really enjoying himself even. And they end up talking more, at first what would be normally expected which is previous experiences (which xl hesitates to talk about too much because his family still has a bad taste for some). But then it goes a bit less professional and they just talk to know more about each other.

Xl is just really comfortable with hc and seeing how he never seems to judge him about anything he mentions having done in the past does help, especially since it sounds really sincere. Hc even gives him a ride back home, not judging the rather cheap places he lives him, looking more intrigued than anything else. “It’s not /as bad/ as it looks like” he admits, he has lived in worse places, at least here the walls aren’t too paper-thin this time.

The very next day he receives a call to tell him he was accepted as a model for the Crimson Rain company.

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[pcrasitic]

̲̲ raul castillo, cis man + he/him ] ⠀★ , no way, haven’t you ever heard of CASTEL VELÁZQUEZ? perhaps you know them best as EL GUASON. spotted under new york's city lights, i’ve heard they’re a/an HANDYMAN & CAPO that’s protected by THE GUTIERREZ, spilled blood for loyalty is thicker than water. the rumour goes that the FORTY SIX is known to be possessive and testy, yet fearless and protective . it’s WRATH that’s their biggest vice, but hey, what do i fuckin’ know? their favourite song on the job is DEVILS PLAYGROUND by THE RIGS and are never seen without HIS MOTHER’S ROSARY, hard to believe in superstition in such a godless city. ask the right people and they’ll tell you that they remind them of: A TATTOO OF YOUR MISTRESS’ LIPS , FINGERS CALLOUSED FROM WORKING THEM TO THE BONE , A GREASY HAND-WRENCH , THE ART OF MAKING ENEMIES WHEREVER YOU GO . so whatever you do, and may vengeance have mercy on you, do not fuck with them.

BASICS

full name     ━    castel velázquez

age       ━  46

date of birth   ━    november 9th

place of birth ━  reynosa, mexico

zodiac  ━   scorpio sun, sagittarius moon, taurus rising

orientation  ━    bisexual

relationship status  ━  married

face claim  ━   raúl castillo 

height  ━  5′9″

hair color  ━  black

eye color  ━ brown

tattoos  ━ too many to mention. notably a woman's name on his neck

siblings  ━  two younger sisters

TIDBITS ( death mention , illegal immigration mention tw )

born and raised in reynosa , mexico . a particularly bad part of mexico known for gang violence . his father shot and killed when castel was only 11 . he quickly became the man of the house , taking care of his mom and two little sisters . 

shortly following the death of his father, the family illegally relocated to the US - his mother getting a job at a hotel chain in texas thanks to a friend who had moved to corpus christi just a few years earlier .

the move to the US didn’t bring with it what his mother had hoped . castel was used to a life in the streets , and found himself in the same sort of trouble as he did back home . 

basically lived in corpus christi from the age of 13 until a handful of years ago , when he up and moved to nyc following behind his best friend

did a prison stint for about 4 years in his late twenties , but was released early due to an overcrowding issue .

he’s not rly a bad guy ?? just hella protective and will do whatever it takes for the people he loves . he often goes about it in all the wrong ways

bad luck magnet , fiercely loyal , extra large dumbass , grumpy old man

doesn't have a habit of starting fights per se , but definitely has a the need to finish them ( them as in any and all )

BIOGRAPHY

tbd .

WANTED CONNECTIONS

the friend they followed to NYC . ideally someone in the gutierrez clan but could be juicy to have his bff be affiliated elsewhere ??!!

a secret / unknown child !!! open to adjusting castle's timeline so any muse late 20's , early 30's who is at least half mexican could work for this

his wife ( juicy wc coming @ u in the near future )

more tba .

[humanoidalien27]

Content warning: Bit of fluff, heavy feelings and a bit of rewriting sight

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Chapter 10

Pure Creation

Finding it best to go back to the hospital wing, your group did just that. Now that you had whatever it was that Salazar wanted, he was going to come after you again. This alone made Ominis on edge.

Sebastian tried to read the book over your shoulder, but it seemed to think he was trying to steal it, so it would always put up its barrier whenever he'd get close.

-I made a grave mistake that I can't fix, it is my only hope for someone strong enough to put it right. The magic you now wield is incredibly powerful. I sought to harness the magic that created life. The magic of the universe, but it can only be wielded by those who understand both sides of what the universe can bring to life. Love, Pain, Nurturing and Death. Because without the bad, we can't fully appreciate the good that comes into our lives. I have managed to harness it, but in doing so, I ended up creating events that lead to the death of too many people, just like it will happen for you. Since this magic is now yours to bear, you will bring on famine, droughts and floods. It won't be all at once, but it will get worse as time goes on and if you keep it for too long, it will kill all life. I locked it up and put stringent rituals to follow to ensure it's not easy for someone wanting to wield it for evil to get it. This magic is pure creation and can only be taken in by someone who has given their magic up to receive it and sacrificed of themselves. I saw the desperation of the one who would wield this one day. Someone with a friend who was born to be good and did evil things and another born to be evil, now good. I saw the man who wished to take it. If you act quickly, you can use this magic to defeat him. You have maybe from now until the next full moon to stop him before the famine begins, but I implore you to do what I couldn't and return this magic to where it belongs. Be warned, this magic comes at a higher price for you than it will for the world around you. Inside this book, I've incased all the spells I created, it doesn't require a wand to use, but it will help focus your magic. If you want the knowledge, press your hand to the pages and good luck my friend. I hope you succeed with your quest.-

"You look like you're going to hurl," Sebastian mentioned as he settled in the chair across from your bed.

That's an accurate statement. You did feel sick. Knowing what was going to happen.    

"The magic in that box was pure creation. The same magic that created life. This insane wizard harnessed it, but realized it was killing people because he had it," you admitted.

"Magic you now have. Does that mean it's going to happen again?" Anne asked, her eyes dancing between occupants of the room.

"Yeah and I don't know how to put it back or give it back to the universe or wherever he got it from."

"We'll figure it out," Sebastian replied, his eyes already drifting towards the window.

"If it does that to the world around you, what will it do to you?" Ominis asked, squeezing your hand.

You considered lying. It wasn't like they could read from the book, but if you were in their shoes, you'd want to know.   

"I don't know, it just said it'll come at a higher price for me than anyone else," you answered, getting his brows to pinch.

"How long?" He asked almost too softly to hear.

"A month maybe, before famine starts."

Sebastian nodded and stood. "Then we just find Salazar, take your magic back and return the creation one back to wherever it goes before the month is up. Easy."

Anne tossed a pillow at him for trying to joke at a time like this, but you laughed despite how heavy things were. "Yeah, easy."

"What? You're practically a general at war prep and we know Salazar will come back once he finds out you have what he wants, so we make a trap and spring it on him."

Shaking your head, you pressed your hands to the page of the book, seeing it engulf in golden light, before a headache hit like the Hogwarts express as spells and the location of where to return the magic flooded your mind.

The book was gone when the light faded, getting Anne and Sebastian to side glance. "Was that a good thing?"

You nodded. "I have all the knowledge contained in it and now Salazar can't get a hold of it."

     As time when on, you began to notice you were slowly getting stronger, but you also realized that plants were beginning to dry up from lack of water, no matter how much they got and you were being to be plagued by headaches. You could even feel your friends emotions whenever they were near as if they were your own. 

Ominis was taking notice of it and trying not to ask, even when he was burning with worry and fear. 

"You might as well ask, I can practically feel you wanting to." 

"That's still weird," Ominis replied as he sat down beside you. "We heard Salazar is raising an army to attack the school." 

You nodded. "Yes, he'll be here in a few days."

"Are you sure you're okay?"  

He shifted to face you a little more, the motion drawing your attention from the rain.

"I'm not sure anymore. The first couple days, it was easy to know who's emotions I was feeling, but they're muddled now. I've also noticed it's been raining more than I've ever seen it-"

He slid his hand to the side of your face and turned it to face him. "It's not your fault."

"It is actually. This magic is connecting me to everything in the universe, and connecting it to me."

It was nice of him to try lessening your role in what was happening, even when it was fruitless.   

"So, you're making it rain?"

You looked at him when he moved to press his palm to the window. His milky eyes stared forward, the droplets on the pane reflected in them. 

"Everyone is," you whispered, getting his head to turn towards you, knocking your noses against each other. "Close your eyes."

He hesitated, but closed them.

Carefully cupping the sides of his face, you moved it so you could press a kiss to each eyelid, pushing the smallest bit of magic into each one.

"Just in case-"

He shook his head, his arms pulling you against him. "No, you're going to be fine."

You weren't entirely sure. Even if you could give the magic back, could you go back to being the same person you were before?   

You inhaled sharply, feeling him bury his fingers into your hair. "I feel like I'm losing myself, Ominis."

His hold tightened as if knowing you had all along.

"Once all of this is over," he pulled back, opening his eyes showing a pair of clear silver blue eyes, that blinked rapidly as they realized what they were seeing. "I can...I-"

"You told me you wish you could see me everyday," you reminded, seeing his expression melt into a smile. "This is my promise to complete that wish." 

At least for as long as you can. 

He nodded, happiness filling him before he kissed you, instantly wiping everything from your mind.

You pulled back, looking up at him as he smiled, his fingers tracing along your cheek, before he noticed the trail of blood sliding from your nose.

"What's happening?" He already pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and pressed it under your nose. "Is this from using that magic?"

Knowing you can't hide it, you nodded.

"Then why did you-"

"The only reason why I haven't lost my mind, is because of you. Neither of us minded you being blind, but I wanted to share the beauty of the world with you once all of this is over. It gives me something to look forward to. Some hope."

More importantly, it give him hope. Which he was quickly losing, though he tried hard to ignore.   

He nodded. "It would have just been easier to tell me about it, but now that you've done it. I'm going to make the most of it, to which you better be there with me."

It seemed he saw through what you were trying to do and decided to do the same thing for you.  

"Part of the friend rulebook?"

He laughed as he shook his head. "No, part of a rulebook that's just for us." He brushed your hair behind your ears, a strange but strong emotion bubbling up within him. "I love you."

Your eyes locked immediately as he watched a spark appear in yours, something he hadn't seemed to feel or hear in your voice for a little bit. 

"I love you too."

He sighed with relief before hugging you to him, as his giddiness filled you with the same, getting you to laugh. 

The door opened as Sebastian and Anne walked into the room. "Come on you two, get better timing."

Just like always, Anne smacked Sebastian for being rude. "You're always walking in on them."

Sebastian cocked his head when he saw the bloody handkerchief in Ominis's hand. "What happened?"

"She had a nose bleed," Ominis replied, drawing their attention when his eyes looking right at both of them.

"Can you see us?" Sebastian asked, walking over and staring at his eyes from an inch away.

"Are you going to kiss him?" Anne teased, pushing her brother back. "Is this what caused her nose bleed?"

Ominis nodded. "Yeah, which is why I don't think you should use it."

"I have to," you replied, feeling him get upset. "But I promise not to use it until then."

That didn't sit right with any of them, but they couldn't exactly fight you on it.

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[ghostchasersmagazine]

"You Can't Get Away, Car" from Speed Buggy Issue #8

Transcript under the cut:

"Look! There's trouble ahead!" cried Debbie as Speed Buggy pulled over to the curb in front of the 'First National Bank'. "Someone is robbing the bank!" she screamed excitedly as gunshots echoed out of the building.

"Holy Cow! Here comes the bank robber. What should we do?" Mark asked anxiously as a masked gunman came storming out of the bank with bags of money in his hands.

"This is a job for the police. Let's try to get a good look at the crook so we can give a good description of him to the low officers later," said Tink. "Another thing we can do is to watch what type of car he uses to make his getaway. If we're lucky, we might be able to copy down the license plate number!"

"Tinker is right," added Speed Buggy. "Catching crooks is dangerous work. Ordinary people shouldn't get involved in crimes unless the police ask for their help."

Mark, Debbie, Tink and Speed Buggy stared at the fleeing bandit.

"I know that man," whispered Mark as he pointed at the short, fat, bald robber. "That's the bad, mad scientist Dr. Frank N. Steer! He created evil machines and uses them to commit crimes!"

"You're right, Mark!" confirmed Debbie. "I recognized him too!"

"Look at the monstrous car he's climbing into," mumbled Tink. "It must be one of the mad doctor's sinister creations!"

Tink was absolutely correct. The bandit's getaway car was an evil creation of Doctor Frank N. Steer. It could do many, wondrous things. No other car in the world could catch it. Ordinary, police cars would never be able to follow it. The getaway was a monstrous, but a marvelous piece of modern machinery. Once the crook was in it and on his way - the chances of catching him were slim at best.

The mad scientist hopped into the monster machine. Doctor Frank N. Steer started the car's evil engine and away he zoomed.

Just as he was pulling out of sight, a policeman came running around the corner. He saw the bad guy getting away and knew that it was his duty to follow him any way that he could.

Quickly, the cop looked around. How could he follow the crook? He needed a car and he needed one fast. Then, he spied Tinker and Speed Buggy parked at the curb.

"I need your help," the office shouted to Tink. "Can I use your car to follow that robber?"

"Sure, but Speed Buggy will only let me drive him," replied tink.

"Okay! You do the driving, but be careful," instructed the policeman as he climbed into the front seat. "Your friends can wait here until we get back. I just want to find out where the crook's hideout is. I don't expect trouble. You won't be in any real danger."

Immediately, Debbie and Mark hopped out of Speed Buggy. Tink shifted Speed Buggy into gear and off they roared after the holdup man.

"Good luck!" called Debbie as Tink, Speedy and the policeman disappeared in a cloud of dust.

Almost instantly, Speedy caught up with the getaway car. The monster machine was just ahead. Speed Buggy was able to stay behind the mad doctor's creation but he just couldn't get close to the getaway car.

"You'll never catch me," vowed the mad scientist as he stuck his fist out an open window and waved it in the air. Suddenly, the insane crook pulled off the road and headed straight for the river.

"Now what can we do? we can't follow them through meadows and over mountains," lamented the police office as he watched the bad guy drive off into an apple orchard.

"Yes, we can," answered Tink as he guided Speedy off of the asphalt and onto the grass. "Wherever he goes, Speed Buggy can follow!"

Through grassy fields, over muddy mountains and down tree-lined slopes the two cars raced. Right into the racing river the getaway car went, but the evil machine couldn't get away from Speed Buggy.

Speedy went right into the water after the crook's car. Like two motorboats on wheels, the cars zipped through the churning, swirling, whirling water. Out of the river, up the bank and deep into the wood the two cars zoomed.

Finally, in the middle of a bleak and barren desert, the monster machine started to cough and sputter. Slowly it coasted to a dead stop. Quickly, Speed Buggy caught up with it and instantly the policeman arrested the robber.

The monster machine could do anywhere and do anything, but like machines, it wasn't completely perfect. The mad doctor's super car had run out of gas!

[earnestlyegos]

running back here with another question🏃

What's a skill yall have that most ppl probably wouldn't guess?

-🗡

HONESTLY THIS TOOK AWHILE, because i dunno what skills people would expect them NOT to have!

for eric, he has a green thumb, and is genuinely amazing at taking care of pets! its just that bad luck tends to follow him wherever he goes, so its often seen as just “hes bad at shit”

yancy is surprisingly good at having a schedule! despite being ADHD, and currently for him its untreated, prison taught him to get into a system of some sorts, and its mostly stuck with him! hes also alright at organizing.

uhhhh and for mark?? its kinda more of an obvious one, but hes good at being sincere when he needs to be! because most of the time, said with love, hes an absolute man child brat!

(written by damien)

[velvets-stuff]

Any thoughts on Ruins AU? 👀

Oh boy, I just realized I haven't talked about this AU, so. . . I'M GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE WHOLE HISTORY OF THE AU 🗣️🗣️

TW: mention of su1cid3 and murd3r.

So, in this au Chris and Martin grew up with an emotionally abusive mother and a physically abusive father, plus Chris suffered from schizophrenia, so they had to spend money on medicine and therapy, which made their parents more irritable and, well, they took it out on their children.

Obviously at some point, maybe when Chris was 6 years old, the law did something and his parents were arrested, they ended up in an orphanage, although their luck did not improve, without their parents they no longer had economic support, and nobody helped them, that means that they couldn't keep up with Chris' medications and therapies, so his schizophrenia got worse, and then, well, Martin couldn't take it anymore. . .

One morning when Chris was 8 years old, he went to look for Martin, he had another episode of hallucinations and he was quite nervous about it, but when he entered his room he found something that marked him for life... Martin, his brother, hanging from the roof with a rope around his neck, lifeless...

That is something that he will never in his life be able to forget.

We jump back in time, 15 years have passed and Chris is already 23, obviously he still suffers from ezquisophrenia, but now he can pay for his medicines and therapies, he works in a zoo and became good friends with Aviva, Koki and above all Jimmy, his neighbors, life seems to be getting better and calmer, but misfortune follows Chris wherever he goes.

One night while driving to his apartment he had a psychotic break, many hallucinations at the same time and many emotions, he lost control of the car and crashed, and when Chris realized the situation. . . He found out that he ran over a man. . .

The situation was obviously very bad, but for some reason he ended up calling Jimmy, confessing to him what happened, and it's crazy, but Jimmy came and helped him get rid of the body, although they went to the house of one of Jimmy's acquaintances to bury the body. in his backyard, the body moved, indicating that he was still alive. . . But they had already gone too far. . .

So goes the AU!, a mix of trauma, police investigation, strange discoveries, lies and a bit of paranormal activity.

[m-r-levine]

What happens after the questionably-virtuous hero rides off into the sunset? Isn’t that where things just… end? Shouldn’t we leave it there?

The great westerns certainly do.

The argument here is that the story of everything interesting or heroic has already happened, or can be covered by a tidy epilogue as the credits roll, and after all, the hero that lives too long becomes the villain. Kill your darlings before they rot, I suppose. Thus we have a central and perhaps essential structural feature of The Western as a storytelling format - as foundational as the lens of The Youth and The Outsider and the trope of the Flawed Protagonist and the entire fraught concept of The Frontier and baked-in critique of Civilized Society™️. Staying in the story after the arc is over just isn’t done. Neither the world nor the cast can withstand so much examination outside of The Dramatic Events I think, and no one wants slice-of-life in these settings… or if they do, it’s no longer A Western™️, but Historical Drama.

La Mala Suerte snarls at the Rules of the Western even as he embodies them. Teca is flawed, haunted, and his moral fabric has more holes than a sieve. He is an Outsider to every place he goes, he is A Professional Gun whether he wants to be or not, he gets involved in disputes over land-use as well as property, he avoids community religious gatherings and defies religious conventions while remaining ardent in his beliefs. He’s followed by A Youth who enlightens him on the rules of this little society he’s on the fringes of and who admires him rather more than she ought. He critiques the westward expansion of Society, he skewers the utopian ideals of the town and the weakness of the citizens. He is The Man More Dangerous Than The Enemy.

He has to leave. He does not belong in town. Any town. But most explicitly not that one. He tries to fulfill his role and leave when the Threat To Society is dealt with.

Except… he cares too much about the people of that town. Especially certain people. Staying would bring danger to all of them, and that he certainly cannot abide - but one is throwing himself headlong into mortal peril. Right or wrong, everyone in that town loves Vishan, and he is the closest thing to protection Castleton has. Especially if any demonkin remaining in the area decide to make trouble over the killing of their late overlord and all his thralls.

Dragging Vishan back by force won’t be enough - the compulsion pulling him west will only grow stronger until it’s satisfied. Worse, Teca is certain the curse plaguing him wasn’t truly broken in the battle for Castleton. Untended, it will continue to get worse, and Vishan will cause more harm wherever he goes.

And so and so. The son of the great witches follows the hero into the sunset to protect people from the long shadows cast by such bright light and guide the man toward true healing… or final rest.

After all, bad luck is the fate of every hero, no?

We’re going to do the same thing with your wip now! Introduce it to someone that has never heard about it. Let us know the bones, the structure, the story!