#but i love marb so much | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

saturnaous · 7 months ago

Note

hi. your turn. what if you talked about your ocs teehee. stares at you with sparkly eyes

ooohhhh. ohhhhhhh. hooohoohooohhh. you messed up. you messed up big time. I'm on my computer now and you have to bare this hellstorm you brought up. hoohhhh

okay first we're going over Morble. because he's been on my mind lately teehee.

okay where are my pictures of him hold on. hold ond

marby mooby mamb. . .

okay so he's three years old now. I have to say that. I made him a few days before my birthday. it's horrible. we were similar ages now I'm OLD and he's also a lot older now but at the same time he's NOT. why are you in sixth grade still marbs. why.

anyways. He was made after another spurt of my enjoyment of The Weekly Roll on webtoon; it's a dungeons and dragons type webtoon, Morble is inspired by Sir Becket(he's now Lord Becket. good for you Becket). Becket's a Paladin, Morble's a Paladin. I dunno. It's neat.

that's not the neatest part about Morble though! You see. He's from a modernish dnd-like world. so uhm. basically he's kinda boring. besides being like an orphan or whatever. wait no before I move on to other bits I'm just gonna go in order of what happens.

Morble's basically just a little guy. he's just a fella. uh. he has a brother and HAD. two parents OH ACTULLY I RELALY LIKE HIS PARENTS HOLD ON I HAVE DRAWINGS OF THEM.

Katty and Mavrick. I like them a lot. these are them at maybe like early to mid twenties? around the time they got together(they went to the same highschool but met in collage and really connected at that point. they're so awesome together). they are SO neat to me.

Kat is a nice lady; she's like 6'1 and has a real hearty laugh. She's so sweet and so cool I love her so much. Mavrick is fucking deranged. He's an absolutely spunky ball of chaotic energy. He has no self preservation skill and is just an absolute goober. He's great. Everytime I imagine these two I just think of the rabbits with the "rabbit obsessed with his giant girlfriend who's 4x times his size" because he IS. They are looking at eachother thinking "I love my wife". Marvrick you are so wife. it doesn't help that he took her last name. Katty and Maverick Moor. . .

Kat was a firefighter for the longest time. Mav was a chaotic fencer and fence instructor. he's stupid with it though. His ass didn't like wearing protective gear half the time because of his confidence and lack of preservation skills. He died of a collapsed lung oneday when Morble was about nine.

teehee. mav's a little fabric guy tho. he knits. he sews. he embroiders. uhhhmmm. In that second image of Morble up here with the purple background! He's wearing a red cloak! Maverick made it for him and was gonna give it to him for his birthday. neat. obviously he couldn't. Kat gave it to him because. Well. Yeah.

Morble had a hard time with his dad being dead. I mean. what's a 9 year old supposed to do when your dad dies. it kinda sucks. Kat was going over some family history and going through some old heirlooms and stuff. The Moor's are from a pretty long line of Paladins spanding at least 500 years back(heehoo. hold onto that information). Turns out! There's also a great helm made by one of these Paladins from 500 years ago. Katty pulled it out of storage or whatever and gave it to Morble because he thought he might like it. Because it's neat. Morble loved it. literally has never taken it off.

A couple months after Mav died, Kat died while on the job. kinda fucked up. It's totally my fault for that but. Morble doesn't have to know that. But sucks for him. his brother too but he's a 4yo he doesn't really. know what's happening. but still sucks.

Morble and his brother move in with their grandma and stepgrandma. I don't have anything on them. but yeah.

Fastforward when Morble's 12. bc they had to move they're in a new school and stuff. nobody knows about dead parents or any symbolism in anything. yeah. he's kinda bullied but he just kinda shrugs it off. he's not that kind of guy.

anyways. now we're getting tot he fun parts. Morble walks from school to his grandma's apartment. there's a neat little field kinda inbetween the walk. onepoint Morble noticed a little glimmer near one of the super old trees over there. dunno how he caught it but he did(plot reasonings are why). anwyays.

morble goes over. turns out it's a neat little ring. he grabs it.

BOOM. he fucked up. the ring is magic. he gets swallowed up into some weird current thing the only way I've thought about what it's like is. basically imagine the sky is a giant fuckingthing of water and you can't breathe. it feels like drowning.

once he gets oout of it and recovers from the drowning feeling or whatever. he's like. where the hell am I. Because it's completely different from where he just was. which was like a dewy day or whatever. right now he's in super tall fields with grass and shit.

well. heehoo. yk how I said paladins go back about 500 years in his family? well. heehoo. heehoo. guess what.

Magic ring was really fucking magic and wahoo! Time traveling. I know. Wild. I don't know what I was thinking when I made him do that but it's integral to his character now so I can't change it.

Turns out. there's a little Party down a head from the road he got spat out right next to. turns out. hoo boy. The paladin in the party is an ancestor of Morble's. Got the same helm and everything. turns out he's the guy who MADE the helm actually. His name is Hearth. Hearth Moor. he's pretty cool.

about. uhhh. I dunno maybe 10 years go by? yeah Morble basically gets situated to being 500 years offset from his actual timeline. he's been looking for a way to get back for the entire time but. there hasn't been much luck. so he's just chillin.

he's 22 at this point. He sticks with Hearth and the whole party which I only vaugely got. then they go to fight a red dragon for some reason. no biggie.

hearth fucking gets clobbered and dies. which sucks. they retreat. then morble has the bright idea of well. I'm gonna go fight this dragon myself and WIN. avenge him or whatever. like an idiot. you remember how your dad died, right, morby? you little fucker.

anyways.he goes and fights this dragon. and somehow! for whatever reason! motherfucker wins. chops off his head and brings it back into town. he almost died tho. bro's bleeding like all hell. so yeah he has to spend some time being not fucking dead.

okay you know how I did that serval vs brown tabby poll yesterday. well. that was on our next character, Coraline.

coraline. the baddie. she's so cool.

she's a serval now btw. the poll said so and I was digigng the design more than the brown tabby. anyways.

She's a bard! She's working at the tavern the party was staying at. She basically became Morble's nurse because. because. she'd sing him songs and shit. Her voice claim is actually. uhhhhhhh. The son Rich by Cosmo Sheldrake and the other person that worked on it. yeah.

Coraline joins the party whenever they get back on their feet. The Tavern keeps the dragons head because Morble said they could. They go from 'The Hollow Tavern' to 'The Hollow Dragon's Tavern'. p neat.

uh. yeah. Next two years Coraline and Morble get kinda close. they like eachother but Morble's fucking stupid. he's a shy little himbo. what a goober.

that's basically all I got on canon for him tbh. I like to twirl him around in my head. I have one pathway where Marby finds a way to go back to his timeline. when he's 12. he was missing for about two months tho. 12 years turned into 12 weeks. yeah. sucked for everyone around them. but mostly morble because he's now 24 in a scrawny 12 yearold's body and going to 6thgrade classes. and everybody thinks he's 12 and doesn't know where he's been for like two months and he won't tell anyone because nobody would believe him if he shrugged and said Yeahhh I picked up a magic ring and I was stuck 500 years ago for 12 years! No biggie!! yeah. Morble just kinda goes about like tho after that and becomes a highschool history teacher and works at the local museum. he's really neat. He also is super funky when it comes to his classroom decorations because he has a wall of swords and an entire replica of the suit of heavy armor he used to wear. he's also deranged and under his clothes and leather jacket he has like. jackchains, chainmail(lining his jacket), greaves, and. I think something else but I forgot what. he's wild. I just really like to put him in the salad spinner of my head and think about him with things teehee. twirls hair kicks feet.

yeah. you fucked up with this ask tho. I have more. I'm talking about Harry now. maybe Kinglen if I feel like it. let me get my things fo harry.

this be harry. harry hearthorn. I'm obsessed with him. he's so fucking funny. you'll have to excuse the things of Alphonse and stuff in that last one. I'm gonna be using. him for dnd <3

I love Harry. He's from a military type country or whatever. it's. it's not the best. they're like. I don't know how to describe it. think of amestris but less "we wanna take over the world" and more "we like war and we want more" or whatever. you understand. it's a weird one.

there's like three main branches of jobs. military, research and development slash the sciences, and basically 'entertainment'. entertainers are literally just everything that doesn't fall into the other catagories. these are like artists and show runners and broadcasters and radio hosts and other things of the sort.

school works in this place by being 12 years just like 'merican schools(EAGLE SCREECH GUNSHOTS FIREWORKS). but the first 8 you are just doing general stuff. the 9 and 10th are for pinning down what branch you're going into. and 11 and 12 are getting experience in your field. this is mainly getting mentorships and other stuff, witht he execption of the military branch

Military only has one place to go. If you're going into the military at 16, you're goign STRAIGHT To tht emilitary at 16.

Harry's mom was in the R&D branch, Harry's dad was in the military. they met at a bar. they're funny. both bisexual which is REALLY funny because Harriet is ALSO bisexual and Harry is bicurious-aspec. harry's mom is 6'1 btw. Harry's 6'5. justlittle stuff. I think I named her Maria. his dad is named Henry.

anyways. Harry and Harriet., they are siblings. Harriet is two years older than Harry. though it's funny bc their full names are Harrison and Harriet. but. Harriet is Harry. And Harrison is Harriet. they had a sense of humor.

ATM harry is 31. Harriet is 33 and a senior broadcaster at one of the shownetworks or whatever. Maria is retired. Henry died while on duty when Harry and Harriet were lke 12 and 14.

anyways. Harry wanted to go into the science or military branches. like his parents. His scores were leaning more to being althetic and shit so he got put into the military. he's been there like. ever since. he barely goes home bc he feels no need and because there's an active war(a really long one. . . neither side will stop. . . they really like war) and he just. didn't feel the need. but they forced him to go home a few times when he got like. shot and stabbed and stuff. yeah he's a g like that. did I mention he's a first lieutenant btw. he's a first lieutenant bc I said so.

anyways. his downfall is when onetime. after making a bad call sends the part of his platoon he's with through a part of whereever they are. one fo the younger guys. steps on a landmine. out of like, 14 soliders, only three of them survive. harry, someone else who was closer to the mine, and a younger one that was farther away and practically unscathed. Harry lost his leg and most of his hearing in his right ear and all of it in his left. teehee

anyways. after his main amount of recovery. he's still in the military but they don't put him on any active duty despite him BEGGING for it. because of the PTSD mainly and because he's depressed as fuck secondarly. yeah. basically it sucks for him really bad. he gets put on staff duty indefinetly. also I have to mention Harry fucks. severially. I mentioned that he's aspec. like. arospec. he is not acespec. he fucks.

anyways. basically he's depressed as fuck because. he accidently killed a bunch of guys and ptsd is kicking his ass. he tries to drink his worries away and doesn't care about what kind of trouble he gets into with the drinking and getting caught with girls and stuff. he gets put onto suicide watch after an incident with a lower ranking guy. yeah.

at that point they decide the best option is to just. give him an honorable discharge. so they do that. Harry has to move in with his mom and sister. he does that. everything sucks for him. yeah

at some point after his birthday he decides well. this fucking sucks. I hate this. I'm leaving. he grabs like his old uniform, and money, and a pack, and a pack of smokes and just. hitchhikes. out of the country. without fucking telling anyone. he calls Harriet and his mom after he's out of the country like "heyyy. I'm. I'm out west or whatever. gonna. figure something out here." and they're like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK MAN. WHAT THE HELL. but he writes them letters and calls them ebcause they can't really do jack about it. yeah

so. basically he's just hitchhiking till he gets to another country. which he does and then basically he tried to do some freelance work or something. then he finds a little group who are gonna basically take down the government. I dunno that's where the campaign is gonna start methinks. Harry might get himself a funny little dragonborn boyfriend. yeah. okay I have to shower and. actually do stuff teehee I rolls out of bed and went straight to my puter to talk about these guys. so teehe. I'm so hungry I need water.

OH OH HOLD ON. uhhmmm here's old art of morble. spannign from 3 years ago to a couple months ago. teehee

neat. the third one is the very very VERY first thing I did of him ever in existance. second one is one I did and the first one is a redraw from months later. the last one is me just doodling him months ago and pinning down his design again. I changed his helm bc it made no sense.

OKAY I’M GOING I’M GOING FALLS TO THE FLOOR AND ROLLS AWAY LIKE A LOG

#from the pouch #asks #ocs #my ocs #oc art #yeah sure that's good. teehee. prances away #I might actually come back witha reblog or two and talk about my other guys but my mom might yell at me if I don't shower now so buhbye #this got really sloppy but IDC IDC #OKAY BYE

9 notes · View notes

melliotwrites · 2 years ago

Note

If you had an unlimited budget for your shows, what would be something you would want to do? Like, was there anything in either taopp or adamandi that you would add or anything you would do differently if you didn’t have any restraints?

Great question! So far, we've been super lucky to have the resources we have had (Adamandi, especially, was pretty close to an ideal production for how we'd like it staged!) We did have to leave a few ideas on the cutting room floor, though, because of time/resource constraints. Here's a few fun ones from each show!

Adamandi

Marbing: We experimented with one or two different ways to achieve the 'Marble transformation' effect on the Marmorei and Ambrose during Me, Myself, and I, but if I had infinite money I would've loved to have them with whiteout contacts and a fleet of makeup artists waiting in the wings to make their skin more marble-colored (and cracked!) I'd also love if we could've done the same to Ambrose as he transformed (maybe with projections?)- we'll see for future productions! ~Mel

Saints: If I had dream-levels of SFX makeup, I've always sort of wanted the saints to start posed in front of stained glass windows, with their halos almost two dimensional and their faces already in profile- and then when they 'come to life' in Litany of the Martyrs, they turn their faces towards the audience and we see the other half of their faces is a heavily injured corpse- according to their martyrdom stories, of course. It would emphasize the message of the allure and revulsion of these stories, I think! ~Mel

The Skask (skin mask): We had an artful solution to the skin mask from our costume designer that looked amazing onstage (nylon stretched over a catcher's mask- which is also super fun because of Ambrose's jockliness)- but I've always dreamed of a hyperrealistic latex one, held together with stitches... just to make the audience really gasp when Vincent turns around in the final scene. ~Mel

MORE GHOSTS! In our original vision, we wanted more and more ghosts to join Vincent in Oh! Ms. Reporter, and wanted these ghosts to accumulate like the Marmorei as he kills more and more students. However, because many of the ghosts in Oh! Ms. Reporter had other roles, we couldn't have folks accumulate and join Vincent's ensemble. - Elliot

The Pyre: in our original conception of Vincent's pyre, it was built by the ghosts out of the set pieces onstage- literally taking apart the symbols of academia and burning oneself on them etc etc. We decided on this version of the pyre for cost and also legibility onstage, but wouldn't it be cool if it was a huge pile of desks, books, and chairs? -Mel

The Art of Pleasing Princes

This wasn't budget so much as the limitations of a college production, but more people in the cast/ensemble like Adamandi is something we're looking into for revisions! Having courtiers who are separate from the main 5 (and attendees at Rowan's party) would help clarify it and make those songs sound so much richer (while our cast is amazing, learning five-part harmony for all the group songs isn't really ideal) ~Mel

Similarly, we would love to have a bigger band (and more rehearsal time, obviously, to allow all the actors to memorize it and make it a fuller production!) - Elliot

With a fuller production it would also be fun to have more of a palace set that the characters could explore! I loved the different fabrics for the settings of the rooms, but having a luxurious Palace-style set with different backgrounds for everyone's rooms would be nice. I'd envision a set with either a sectioned-off part or a different level for character bedrooms. - Mel and Elliot

#adamandi #the art of pleasing princes #taopp #answered #ghostinacardboardbox #musical #musical theater

34 notes · View notes

1892 · 1 year ago

Text

ah well. i had my first lynch class today and it was absolutely delightful. just so fun. i love the prof i had her last semester for classical cinema and she blew me away, i left feeling sooo much more informed on film and i'm so glad to be taking a higher level film course w her. anyway we watched the alphabet in class and for HW for wed i'm watching blue velvet and eraserhead! pumped to get started. also bummed a marb 100 off a guy i literally crossed a busy street to get to him. god bless. i'm so excited i think my classes this semester are going to be great...it will just take time to maneuver watching so many movies LOL

9 notes · View notes

dzpenumbra · 1 year ago

Text

7/23/23

Another low-key didn't-really-do-much day. I did a little outlining on my grip tape, but not a ton. My paint brushes are really old. Like... super old. And... I never really took very good care of them, to be honest. I have a favorite brush that has served me really well for detail work, but it's all frayed from over a decade of acrylic buildup in the base. I tried to clean it up a bit, but it didn't work that well.

So... I was left trying to decide whether to commit to doing detail line work in black with a brush that... rarely did what I wanted it to do. It definitely added a new level of challenge. I'm hoping I can get my sleep schedule adjusted a bit more so I can take a trip out to Michael's and get a few new brushes. I just... don't want to take a dedicated trip exclusively for that. I'd like to go to that place nearby that has trails and the rock beach as well, make a whole day out of it. It's just hard to get that all to work when I start my days so late.

I slept in again. I'm really glad to finally be getting such good sleep, it's so insanely overdue. I don't know if it's because I'm cutting back on caffeine... but I've been sleeping a ton the past few days. It kinda sucks because I'm very low energy the rest of the day... and I don't really have much daylight to work with... but it's so important after the 2 week stretch there where I was getting ridiculously little sleep. That shit took a big toll on me that I'm still recovering from.

So yeah, that's... honestly pretty much it. I made more granola, it actually was a nice golden brown color this time, I'll try it in the morning. I have a grocery delivery scheduled for tomorrow. I ordered some stuff off Amazon that I've been putting off for a while. And... that's about it.

I'm definitely... craving social interaction. More substance in life. I love the quiet and the lack of distractions that my current life provides me, but man... I'd really love to just go hiking with someone and talk. I miss that a lot. Just take a day and go climb a mountain, and sit at the top and just shoot the shit.

I'm realizing very clearly how much utility my car offered me. And... it's hard to not be deeply upset with the people who took it away from me. I've been entertaining the idea of getting a motorcycle or something, if for nothing more than it being cheaper and more gas efficient... But I'm worried about winter storage... well... just winter in general, I guess. I don't know, I haven't really thought about this much. I was just sorta going off the thought... having a car would change my life in a pretty radical way. Being able to drive to trails and hiking spots.

I don't know. I have access to this community car thing. I mean, I'm paying for it... I have a yearly subscription to the service. But the last time I got that car and went on that like... 3 hour hike... it cost me $50. And $50 is a lot of money in my brain. Maybe I'm just detached from the current prices of things, because I spend money so rarely and pretty much only on essentials like groceries. I mean, getting dinner delivered for one person was like... $50. I guess it's not that much. Maybe I'm just still stuck in pre-inflation price mentality. Kinda like part of me still thinks a pack of Marb 27's should cost around $5.50/pack? And honestly, I couldn't even guess at their current price... probably over $10. It's just... it's a number just big enough for me to hesitate before going on a trip - like driving to that occult shop the next neighborhood over, or driving to the trails. Big enough to thwart impulse plans, and impulse plans have been my most successful plans so far, because I can get the ball rolling with them before my anxiety gets a chance to creatively dismantle them.

Anyway, I'm kinda hoping to get to bed before the sun comes up. It's already 4:15 so... I don't know how well that's gonna go... but I'd really like to have more daylight to work with so I can actually have a chance at real-world socializing. So... I'm gonna go do that.

#diary #journal #online journal #stream of thoughts #stream of consciousness

0 notes

d-structive · 3 years ago

Note

I love your marb so much he's so sassy jsjsjsjsjs

Thank you! :D Sassy Marv is what I believe into.

#ask

6 notes · View notes

garfieldsladybird · 2 years ago

Note

Okay I hope this isn't too much!!

🦝 — trash panda. • send in a description about yourself; A little abt your personality (a lot if you want and appearance too if you’d like), gender preference & fandom. and I’ll ship you with someone!! :))

can I ask for the fandoms Teen wolf, Marvel, and HP?

I'm 5'1, typical short girl, I have a big attitude and I will give anyone shit no matter who they are as long as I have good reason (good reason to me at least). I have medium length hair that I dye all the time. usually it's red or black. I have a lot of mental illnesses. Depression, general anxiety, major social anxiety, I think bpd and a bunch of other stuff. My social anxiety usually affects me a lot more when I'm alone and not with someone I trust. If I'm with someone I trust I'm a giant extrovert and i get a lot more reckless and loud. normally I'm pretty quiet. definitely a people watcher. I sit back before I go into a new situation and observe everyone so I know who to talk to, who to avoid, just hwo to interact with everyone and everything. I don't trust easily but once you've earned my trust I will fight tooth and nail for you and I'm very loyal. My love language is touch and gifts. I'm always cuddling and touching and hugging the people I care about. I'll be as close as possible as long as the other person is comfortable and ok with it.

um that's a lot so ima stop myself here

yo damn I relate to you so much. I read that and I just immediately felt like I was reading a lot about myself wowo

thank you <33

okay so…

teen wolf; Scott McCall. I feel like because he’s kind of more of a shy, puppy lover kind of guy I feel like you being with him would be a good match. but I don’t think you guys would get together like immediately or something you know. but yeah I’m gonna go with Scott McCall. I feel like you guys would relate to each other with the loyalty, and I think he would be able to help you with the social anxiety, I think he most likely would be able to sense that because he’s a werewolf yk it is main priority most likely would be to protect his mate. and I feel like he’s a very touchy person himself so he wouldn’t mind at all.

^ going with that I would also ship you with stiles. I feel like he would love a girl with a big attitude that would give anyone shit if you had a good reason. and I feel like he knows what it’s like to have depression and panic attacks because he still gets panic attacks so I think he would be there to help you no matter what. and I think he’s already a touchy person so he would love to just hug you, anytime. and I feel like you guys would have the best connection together because once you earn that trust and that bond, you guys would have this amazing energy together. like it’s when you have that friend where you guys just look at each other and you guys just start laughing and it’s the laugh that dead silent but you guys are just dying and that’s what I’m getting from the both of you. idk

Final answer for teen wolf is Stiles :D

marvel; ngl i’m thinking of Peter Parker but I think I’m gonna go with Pietro Maximoff. mostly because I think you would earn his trust and he would earn it from you too, and he seemed very protective of his sister so I bet he would be even more protective of you too. and if the depression and the social anxiety were getting to you I think he would be very good at comforting you and helping you out. because I remember a scene or some thing where he was helping his sister yk and I also think he would make sure to learn how to help you with the bpd. or just be there with you. now I think he would love to just speed around for example around the tower or something and when he finally found you he would just pick you up in a big lovable hug from behind oh my gosh <33 I think you and him would very much be similar in the observing people area and I also feel like you guys would gossip a lot. I don’t know why but I bet if he was in more of the Marble universe I think his attitude would be the same as yours, the I will give anybody shit only if I have a good reason for it. because that’s basically what he did with Tony so.

Mcu answer is Pietro Maximoff. <33

Harry potter universe:

Golden trio era; I kind of wanna ship you with Ron… same with pietro I think he’ll be the biggest sweetheart with all of that, like I bet there’s times where you might feel that it’s too much and you don’t want to put this on your significant other but I feel like he wouldn’t care, that he would want to help you, no matter what.

^ after I wrote that I kind of was thinking of George Weasley more. and I feel like George is somehow always in the shadow of Fred and he is kind of more of the quiet one I don’t think he has a lot of lines but I kind of want to switch this to George. same going with what I just said he would be the biggest sweetheart, he would just wanna comfort you and he’s like 6 foot 1 bro he will just pick you up and hold you ‘cause he will be your teddy bear, he most likely has a lot of issues with social anxiety too since Fred is more of the talker but I feel like George has more charm he’s more genuine kind of maybe I’m not saying that Freddy is rude or anything I hope you get what I mean…

but for Golden Trio era George Weasley is my final answer.

Marauders era; this one’s kind of a tough choice for me. I really don’t know. I feel like you would be great friends with a marauders and i’m really thinking of all three… poly!marauders but without peter ofc. i’m thinking this because I mean it just kind of makes sense for me. with remus I feel like he would be able to calm you down if you get like overhyped with giving someone shit, and he would definitely earn that trust too. as for Sirius I think you guys would be a great match because like earning that trust and then just having fun together, but I think there would be times where he might get jealous of maybe how you act with the other boys and maybe that’s because you don’t talk to Sirius the way you talk to them about feelings and stuff, that might be because Sirius has gone through so much already and he don’t want to put more on him but once he learns that he tells you that he’s okay with it and then he wants to be there so you like through and through. as for Jamies, I think james is a very touchy person so he might bug you a lot but he would definitely earn you that trust and he’s most likely a lot about trust too but he doesn’t like focus around it, once he knows he has it then he has it and he stays with it, going back to him being a touchy person I think he would just love holding your hand hugging you touching you in any sort of way and you both just get so used to it that like it calms you down to if you’re having a panic attack, or if you just need someone to like hold you for a little yk. now going with your other love language which is gifts, I feel like they would all give you a bunch of gifts. I personally feel like Sirius would start off by giving you like little gifts oh that would be cute <33

you didn’t give me your sexuality if that you liked girls or not, and I mean if I’m allowed to I will choose if you do not like girls ignore this part. I kinda wanna pick Marlene too, that’s because I feel like she already has this big ass attitude and I don’t know if it’s just me but I feel like you’re a Slytherin maybe I’m wrong mhmm no you’re a Hufflepuff… oooh idk 🤷🏼‍♀️

OK marauders era; if I’m allowed to pick a girl I would pick Marlene. but I’m very strongly going with poly!marauders. without Peter.

hopefully I covered everything :3 thank you 🫶🏻

#that’s Felt nice #yaya #garfield answers 🦖#gα︎я︎ƒιє︎ℓ∂︎’ѕ 100 party animals

2 notes · View notes

hanaridulsetcheese · 3 years ago

Text

i found you

a song of achilles x red, white and royal blue crossover.

In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.

Years passed, actually centuries passed after the death of Achilles and his lover Patroclus. The souls of the lovers drifted aimlessly in an unknown void, so close yet so far away from each other. Fate never wanted them to be together, no matter how hard the two fought, it was just never enough.

Suddenly, at the dawn of a new eon, hope seemed to spark as the souls gravitated towards each other, a distant force seemed to have had mercy on them after the eons they spent unable to be together.

"Be reborn. " it spoke as the souls vanished, "Be happy. "

~~~

Henry and Alex stood hand in hand as they waved at the paparazzi from the steps of their plane. The two boys were on their way to Greece as representatives for both the British and American embassy. The paparazzi were still as crazy about the two boys now as they were at the beginning of their relationship, multiple cameras flashed as the boys waved one last time before finally entering the plane.

"Are we really that popular? " Alex plopped himself down on the fine leather seat of the plane, propping his feet up on Henry's lap who sat opposite to him.

"Everyone loves gays in power. " Henry replied.

The flight to Greece was smooth and quicker than the two had excepted it to be. It was already the peak of dusk as they got of the plane. The smell of the Aegean sea air immediately relaxed the boys as they looked forward to their week on the lush island of Delos.

"Greetings Mr. Diaz, Prince Henry. My name is Chiron and I will be taking care of you both during your visit here. " a tall, lean man met them as they got of the plane. His long and curly hair fluttered gracefully in the breeze of the late afternoon. The man extended a broad hand towards them and they took turns shaking his hand. "I trust that your flight here was smooth? "

"Indeed, it was. " Henry agreed.

"Splendid. You both must be famished after the flight so we will take you straight to your hotel when you can have dinner and an early night. " Chiron gestured for the two men behind him to take the luggage from the boys before leading them to an SUV.

During the ride to the hotel, Chiron listened as the two boys marvelled over the passing scenery. Despite the dark of the night the beauty of Greece still shone bright, captivating the boys as they looked around.

Alex was staring to his right hand side at the beach when there was a sudden force that drew towards the left. A row of white Greek columns lined the area, forming a barrier around something that Alex felt lured to.

"Chiron, what's inbetween those columns? " Alex kept his eyes glued to the columns until they drove past it. Henry glanced back to see what Alex was looking at before turning to Chiron to hear what he had to say.

"Those protect the graves and memorials of the soliders who fought during the Trojan War. Among them is the memorial site of the famous Greek hero, Achilles, himself. " Chiron glanced at Alex through the review mirror.

"The memorial site of Achilles? " Alex mumbled before looking back at the columns again, the last column no longer in his sight as they drove further away.

"You okay? " Henry placed a gentle arm over Alex's who just nodded his head and stared back at the beach, lost in his thoughts.

Henry decided that Alex might just be jet lagged and decided to leave him be, keeping his hand interlocked with Alex's for the rest of the car ride.

~~~

It's been three days since the couple arrived in Greece and it had been hectic. They were piled with work as soon as the work up the on the first day, they're schedule packed for almost every minute.

Since the two had to work at different embassies, they saw each other for breakfast and dinner, lunch was usually spent in their respective temporary work places.

As the days past by, Alex had forgotten about the grave of Achilles he'd seen the second they were handed their work. He'd only seen books during the past three days. There was absolutely no time to go out and visit the island of Delos they were on.

However, hard work and determination did prevail as Alex managed to finish his work ahead of schedule and was now free to roam the streets of Delos as he waited for Henry to complete his work.

Walking through a little market alleyway, Alex took in the sight of the locals as they went about their daily lives. They talked, laughed and just enjoyed each other's company, greeting each other enthusiastically as they passed and Alex found himself smiling to himself. He loved the social, carefree nature the Greeks had.

The place was small, innocent and friendly. It was something Alex grew to like during his days in Greece, it was definitely a huge contrast to his life back home.

"Young man, may I offer you a sample of figs? " a friendly old lady held out a platter with the ripest figs Alex had ever seen. He gratefully accepted the offer and poped a fig in his mouth, the fresh flavour exploded, filling his tastebuds with the grainy sweetness of it's juices.

Maybe he was overwhelmed with the sweetness of the fig or he was simply just exhausted from all the work he'd done the past couple of days but as he finished the fruit, he felt his hand reach out for more of the fruit. Each bite he took, a familiar yet foreign feeling took over him.

The old lady watched in delight as the First Son inhaled the fruits one after the other until the plate was cleared.

"You sure seem to like the figs, my boy. " she handed him a tissue to wipe the juice that he didn't even know had trailed down his arm.

"It seems so. I'd never ate anything quite like it before, yet it felt so familiar to me. " Alex looked at the crate of figs that sat on the stand behind her, "Could I please buy some? "

Alex made his way back to the hotel happily with his packet of figs bumping against his legs as he walked. He didn't expect Henry to be in the room as he walked in. The British boy eyed him sceptically as he shut the door behind him.

"What'd you bring? " Henry's voice was thick with exhaustion. He was laid back against the headboard with a book spread open on his lap. Alex jumped onto the bed and showered his tired boyfriend with little pecks all over his face, giggling as he did so.

"I brought you some figs. " Alex said once Henry finally got him to calm down. "It's the best thing you'll ever taste, I swear. " Alex handed the little fruit to Henry and watched eagerly as he bit into the fruit. The bliss that struck Henry's face as the sweetness burst in his mouth made Alex satisfied.

Together, they sat on their bed and devoured the fruit while talking about their day and their time in the beautiful land of Greece. Before they hd realised it, they had come down to the last fig in the packet.

"Catch." Henry tossed the last fig to Alex. Alex felt like he watched the fig in slow motion as it formed a perfect arc before landing into the cup of his palms, soft and slightly warm.

For some reason, Alex had felt like he'd just experienced deja vu. A blured image formed in his head. He found himself looking at a table full of boys however, Alex seemed to only foucs on a specific one.

They sat on opposite ends of the table, everyone's attention was on a boy who was devouring a bowl of figs in front of him. The aura around the boy seemed to draw Alex towards him, making him unable to remove his eyes from the boy.

Suddenly, the boy diverted his gaze from the fruit to Alex who wasn't quick enough to look away. Softly, with a quick flick of his wrist the boy tossed the fig towards Alex, "Catch. "

"Alex? " Henry called out to the dazed boy.

"Huh? What? " Alex focused on Henry who gave him a concerned gaze.

"Are you feeling okay? " Henry placed the back of his hand to Alex's forehead, "You've been acting strange ever since we arrived in Greece. "

"I-I really don't know. I keep getting this feeling like- I don't know, deja vu? " Alex rubbed his temples, "I keeping thinking about those columns we passed the other day. "

"Do you want to go and visit it? " Henry offered.

"I don't think we'd have the time for that. " Alex placed his hand over Henry's and gave him a smile, "It's alright though, I'd much rather spend my time with you. "

That night, as Alex slept soundly it was Henry's turn to think about those columns. Alex had talked about it a few times since they'd got there and Henry couldn't help but want to take him there. He'd do anything for Alex.

Sending a message to Chiron, Henry requested day off for the next day saying that he had something urgent to take care of before snaking his arms around Alex's sleeping body, slipping of to sleep.

The next morning Henry awoke earlier than Alex as usual and prepared himself for the day ahead before waking up his sleeping lover.

Alex peaked at Henry through the half opened lids of his eyes and gave him a toothy grin. He puckered his lips like a fish, demanding his daily morning kiss. "Not with your morning breath, mister. " Henry pulled Alex out of bed and told him to get dressed without any further information before leaving the room.

When Alex had met up with Henry at the lobby of the hotel, they were escorted out by a friendly local who drove them to their destination which Henry still refused to tell Alex about.

After what felt like hours, they finally pulled up to the place that had been on Alex's mind since the beginning on their trip.

"The memorial of Achilles? " Alex marveled at the tall Greek columns that towered over them, all arranged protectively around multiple, marble tombs.

They walked with interlocked hands along the path, acknowledging all the soldiers that fought during the Trojan War. Multiple flowers lined the banks of the tombs along with notes written by locals who were still grateful for the war they fought.

At the very center of the memorial stood the grandest marble tomb, it's surface gleamed in the sunlight as if heaven itself was acknowledging the memorial. Alex dropped Henry's hand and walked aimlessly towards the tomb.

"I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. " Alex ran his hands along the tomb of Achilles.

"I would know him in death, at the end of the world. " Alex's voice was now barely above a whisper.

"Alex, what are you saying? " Henry placed an arm on the boys shoulder.

Alex turned to him, tears glazed his eyes and threatened to spill as he stared back at Henry. The deep brown eyes of Alex stared longingly at Henry's as if he hadn't seen them before. It felt as if the person looking at Henry was not just Alex, but for some reason be still felt connected to that person.

"I have found you, my love. " Alex said. "Achilles, we can be happy now. "

Henry finally understood what was happening, it was as if all the mysteries in the world finally became clear. "Patroclus, we found each other. "

#song of achilles #red white and royal blue #RWRB #SoA #alex #henry #Achilles #patroclus #greek #greek hero #greek mythology #trojan war #red white and royal blue x song of achilles #crossover #fanfiction #booktok

7 notes · View notes

jorisjurgen · 3 years ago

Text

Marble Hornets Official Comic, Issue 1 liveblog. -Part 3-

I’m going to try and wrap this up in one go! Though, It would be really funny if this was written and in the end I was like “Well! I guess see you in part 4, because I failed.”

[Page 32] That’s the nice doctor I keep seeing in posts about the comic. The one people ship Jess with, I think. God I really like the way phone screens are drawn in this comic. Still nothing in the trees. It seems that she has taken a day or so off from her job, because she was feeling unwell? She seems like a person who cares about her health, that with the jog, so good for her. I do hope the feeling unwell part doesn’t stem from supernatural forces and is some kind of foreshadowing though, since this is very possible in this setting.

[Page 33] Here’s Jess, fresh from killing some random maskguy, dead inside but not in flesh She doesn’t seem to be doing good. Also I am 100% sincerely sure that Skully is dead and will never show up in this comic. So sad! They were a very promising character. :( [Page 34] God, poor Jess. Fuck. She seems to have the same issues as Jay, later in the series, at least to me. It seems to me that the comic implies that this operator sighting is most probably a hallucination, but it must be very scary to go through that nonetheless, and she has nobody close to her who has experienced this sort of stuff, like Jay did, even if it did little to comfort him. I think if Tim just up and left her with no explanations, and no contact, it would be kind of a dick move, though probably an understandable one since he probably couldn’t foresee that she would suffer like this, and because he’s also like. Knees deep in problems himself.

[Page 35-39] GOD I love the structuring of this, it really feels disorienting, just like it should. Jesus christ. Holy fucking shit... I... This is so good. HSDGJSDFHGUETH. I’m sorry but I actually burst out laughing irl at this being immediately after this intense horror sequence.

”ma’am this is a mcdonalds?” Though after like 2 seconds of thinking even slightly, I realized this is probably Doctor Lady’s voice coming through, and Skully just being a part of Jess’ hallucination. This also means that my theory that Skully is fucking dead from head to pipe still stands. So long gay bowser. That or Skully isn’t real and the them she saw at the abandoned house was a hallucination. Or the entire box was a hallucination? I swear I totally believe in these theories I’m proposing here. Though there is something to say about Jess being an unreliable narrator and the perspective she provides.

[Page 40] Oh this twink. He looks mean but nonthreatening, like an arrogant but loveable guy. He’s totally going to die before the ending though, he acts like a horror protagonist, and not a smart one. NOOO HE’S AN IN-UNIVERSE MARBLE HORNETS FANBOY. I want to bully him a little bit. He’s totally going to die now, it’s just my gut feeling about the genre he’s in. I really hate that marbe hornets is regarded as a hoax in this, not like “this is a bad writing decision” hate, but “I really don’t want to think about the implications of in universe marble hornets having unknowingly RPF and also the characters not regarding them warnings that were in the series” hate. As a writing decision this is actually really brilliant, as well as the funniest shit ever. I love Troy and Jackie.

As a last aside, I love the fact that that drawing of troy on the “about the authors” section was drawn before he came out and just accidentally happened to use The Colors. “The prophecy is true...” This is it, for a while, but not too much of a while, because I gotta wait until I have the money to buy the next issue. Ta-ta!

#myliveblogs #mh comic liveblog

1 note · View note

mushed-kid · 2 months ago

Note

i wanna hear about ur oc :3 for voltron :3 pls :3

yay okay! :- )

so i made him to fit in a story with some friends (@razatronz @gilyoungroach @seypia @nikogane) yippie i love having friends and i love voltron and i love having fun!!!

Marb so far:

- His actual name is Mypvsarbb (his parents might’ve hated him idk)🪪

- His younger brother Dazz (@razatronz’s oc) came up with the nickname Marb, and that’s what he goes by🧍‍♂️🧍

- He has a twin sister called Ari (a much normaler name, which supports the ‘his parents hated him’ theory)👯

- He’s altean, and his facemarks are green because of a rare genetic disorder ❇️

- He’s the yellow paladin of voltron🦁

- His bayard is claws (very violent tbh)💅

- He has a cat called Crystal, that he can communicate with (think allura and the mice)🐱

- He grew up with his family in an altean colony controlled by the galran empire. One day they manage to escape in a spaceship, and they travel around exploring different cultures and planets🛸

- One day the planet they’re on is attacked by the galra. Marb and Dazz managed to escape in a ship, but their parents and Ari are captured by the galra🪤

- His goal when he joins voltron is to get his family back, he believes they weren’t killed so he’s determined to save them⛓️‍💥

- He loves his brother a lot and he’s sorta freaking out because he’s older, and now without their parents around, he suddenly has to step up (he’s a teenager how is he supposed to protect his brother as they fight in a space war wtf) 😨

- uhh he’s kinda gay and weird🏳️‍🌈

- He’s like. has a small drinking problem but nothing serious🍾

- He has a permanent blush on his cheeks and ears okay that’s just how he looks 🤭

That’s about all i know about him now :- )

i like him. i think my favorite thing about him is that he’s Dazz’s brother tbh but i think that’s because i like raz. Oh wait, i like his bayard being claws, that’s cool.

#mush ask #voltron #vldsona #original character #oc marb #<info

12 notes · View notes

gatorkid509 · 4 years ago

Photo

So your all probably surprised that I'm uploading Storm Hawks art instead of Jackie Chan Adventures art. Yeah, I got sucked back into Storm Hawks after rewatching it. Plus uploading something in between the JCA art is a pretty good change of pace.( That and because I haven't uploaded any Storm Hawks art in over a year so yeah).And no, your not reading the title wrong, I finally drew my two long awaited Storm Hawks OCs. Alita the Arachnian and Dakota the Terradon!!( Some people here on Tumblr might night know it, but these two were a long time coming)And as you can see, their are two new OCs, meet Celia, the Marb/Human lady in waiting to Princess Dayna and Squeaks, Princess Dayna's pet Leaper.Here are their bio:~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Alita

Before training to become a royal guard, 10 year old Alita often came to Terra Amour to visit her father, Vito, who was Dayna's original bodyguard. Because of these visits, she befriended Dayna and Celia and would often spend with them and her dad during her visits. However, after her dad died from a Cycloniain Commander while protecting both Princess Dayna & Alita from a surprise attack, Alita vowed to take up his mantle as Princess Dayna's bodyguard and to protect her at all cost. It took her a few years, but when 20 year old Alita finally became apart of the royal guard and was assigned to protect Princess Dayna, she makes sure she does her damn best to protect her.

Dakota

Born on Terra Bogaton, Dakota lost his parents to Cyclonia at a young age, and while he was taken care of by his aunt and uncle, he was pretty much raised alongside the Raptors as Rose decided to take him in as a protegee. During this time, he became fascinated by crystals and decided to contently study them while also becoming a great inventor. When the other Terradons decided to revolt against Repton's rule, Dakota was the only one who didn't want to leave due to the face that Bogaton was his home and he was really close to Repton and his brothers. So the Terradons left without him and he became the only Terradon left on Bogaton. Along with being a great scientist and Crystal Expert, he is also a very skilled fighter and is pretty well known for using Boom Crystals.

Celia Raised by her more level headed human mother and over protective Merb father, Celia comes from a long line of lady in waitings to the queens and princesses of Amour, so from birth, she was taught how to serve a princess, she was also taught a few combat skills due to the fact her dad didn't exactly trust the royal guards fighting skills. She has been Dayna's friend since they were both young, and when she finished her training and officially became a lady in waiting, she became her constant companion and confidante along with Alita, ready to help in anyway she can. Squeaks The Royal pet of Princess Dayna, Squeaks was a gift from one of the various allies of Amour. Squeaks is pretty spoiled and loves her life as a royal pet, free from predators and gets all the food she wants. However, when Terra Amour was invaded by Cyclonia, she, along with both Alita and Celia, are forced to stay on Bogaton for Princess Dayna's protection against them. Because of this, she doesn't exactly get treated like a royal pet anymore due to the fact Bogaton doesn't have royal servants and is pretty much in poverty. She does take joy in taunting many of the raptors( Mainly Hoerk who calls her " A Delicious Meal Wrapped in A Bow") due to the fact that Repton has forbade any raptor from eating her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm pretty proud on how they turned out, when I first came up with Alita and Dakota, I had trouble designing them due to the fact I chose 2 pretty underrated species( It also didn't help that one of those species only had one male show up and the other one basically had the same 3D model as another character) and that's why it took so long to draw them. Along with the fact that I had a hard time making them look unique. As for Celia and Squeaks, since they are more recent, it was a bit difficult coming up with bios for them. their designs weren't as hard as Alita and Dakota's designs as Merbs and leapers are pretty easy to do, I still had difficulty with Celia's design a bit as she is half human/half Merb. A little fun fact, Celia was going to have an actual bird name like all other characters in Storm Hawks, but i couldn't find one that fit her, so I decided to name her after an Animal Crossing character named Celia( She's one of my island villagers in New Horizons) who is actually a bird, so still fitting the bird theme, just named after a bird character. Also, the writing above their names is actually their names written in the Atmosian alphabet thanks to this. So that's it, tell me what you think.

#storm hawks #raptors #terradons #merb #arachnian #leaper #ocs

9 notes · View notes

breakingsomething · 5 years ago

Note

42. ‘truth hurts, doesn’t it?’ with with my boy marb and literally anyone else 👀 if you please -ethan

he was going to be sick.

that was all marvin could think as henrik bandaged his arm, barely looking up at him. he hissed through his teeth at the pain, flinching when he touched the raw parts of his skin.

"hold still," henrik rubbed some sort of cream into the stinging redness before pulling a bandage over it. "i'm almost done."

marvin didn't move, glowering at his feet. henrik's bed was so comfortable. he could have laid back and fallen asleep with how tired he was. unfortunately, his insomnia had been playing up the last few nights- or at least that's what he told himself. it was easier than trying to accept that he was hearing voices.

speaking of voices, he could hear one right now, slowly getting louder in his left ear. he shuddered and itched his ear, trying to block out the noise.

"what were you thinking?" henrik's voice interrupts his thoughts. his voice is tense with barely disguised frustration. "you could have killed yourself doing that."

marvin snorted, perhaps unwisely. he found the idea of explaining what he'd been doing funny- oh, yes, the voices in my head sometimes have control over my body and also don't know my magic limits and somehow managed to burn half my fucking skin off, that's all, no need to worry… yeah. couldn't say that.

"this isn't funny, marvin." henrik yanked on the bandages, causing marvin to yelp and finally look up at the anger on his face. "do you not care for anyone other than yourself? why would you try to pull a stunt like that, especially with people nearby, you could have-"

marvin wasn't listening. his head was swimming, full of thoughts that were his and weren't.

you're a failure as a magician, a brother, and a person, sneered the unknown entity in his mind. how fucking pathetic. and what's even more pathetic is that you care. how unbelievably mortal. it's sad, really.

henrik was still talking, but marvin couldn't hear, couldn't move, he was paralyzed. help me, henrik, please! he tried to scream, but his mouth was stuck in a slight smirk, unable to move.

truth hurts, doesn't it? they don't want you. you weren't even meant to exist. you were a mistake, jack would have destroyed you if he could have. he didn't want you. and as much as your brothers tire of your antics, you still love them. why do you love them?

henrik gasps as marvin grabs his wrist, squeezing so tightly he hears bones crack. "marvin, what- let go of me, what the fuck? what is wrong with you?"

i could help you save them. or get rid of them, whichever works. they won't be safe with you around. and you know that jack was the real problem here anyway, don't you? you know he wasn't good for them. i would be better. i would treat you nicely. i wouldn't use you as just a prop.

"marvin, you're really hurting- stop twisting my arm, it hurts, stop, let go! marvin!"

face your truth, kitten. you'll have to decide eventually.

marvin's grip on henrik's arm slackens and he instantly feels the cold floor beneath him.

#jacksepticeye #marvin the magnificent #henrik von schneeplestein #boop writes #prompt #anon #👀👀#possession tw #arc one: before the storm

57 notes · View notes

goalcaufield · 5 years ago

Text

goodbye summer nights – spencer knight (pt. 1)

inspired off danielle bradberry’s “goodbye summer” and “summer nights” from grease! i’ve wanted to use goodbye summer for a while now, and here we are;)

———————

Being told you wouldn’t be going on your normal summer vacation to Wildwood, New Jersey, sucked enough. Now imagine having to drive three hours, by yourself, to a state you’ve never even been to before. Your parents had broken the news to you only a few weeks before summer vacation actually started: instead of spending the summer with all your best friends in Wildwood, like always, you’d be going up to Connecticut to live with your aunt instead. And god, did that suck. All the plans and traditions you had, like going to Manco and Manco’s, getting Kohr Bros every single night, going onto Morey’s Piers, the boardwalk, tubing in the bay, all the things you did every year? Yeah, they were shattered.

You park your car on the long driveway in front of your Aunt’s house. You have to admit, it’s nicer than you imagined — much nicer — and being on the lake? You could certainly deal with that for two months. You take in a deep breath, and that’s when your Aunt Jaclyn finally comes out onto the porch with a grin on her face. She always was your favorite aunt, only being 28 and being like an older sister to you, but you were only upset that your usual summer to-do’s wouldn’t be to-done’s.

You get out of your car to greet your aunt, and she immediately throws her arms around you. “It’s so great to see you again, love. Michael is thrilled you’ll be spending the summer with us, and the twins are excited for their favorite cousin to be here.” She says and you can’t help but smile at her as you pull away. Jaclyn has two four year olds - a boy and a girl - that were the cutest things you had ever seen.

“I’m excited for a change of scenery,” You say, your eyes wandering around the landscape of freshly cut grass and meticulously placed flowers. “This is beautiful, Jac.”

“The inside is better, c’mon,” Jaclyn grabs your hand and pulls you towards the steps that lead up to the porch and then the front door. And she’s right. You’re pretty much blown away at the interior design of the house, and it leaves you wondering how much the house actually cost.

She gives you the full blown tour. The house consists of some extremely unnecessary rooms, such as a movie theater and a game room, but you know you’d be fine with spending your summer watching Netflix on the flat screen in the basement. She shows you both of the twins’ rooms her and Michael’s room, and then finally your room. Complete with a bay window, a balcony, and a queen sized bed that had an extremely inviting fuzzy blanket on top of it. You could for sure deal with this for the summer.

“You know, this won’t be as bad as I thought,” You say, turning around to face your aunt. She’s leaning against the doorframe smiling at you.

“I know it isn’t exactly what you had planned for this summer, so I was hoping you’d warm up to the idea eventually.”

“Oh, I think I will,” You laugh. “I’m gonna go grab my things. I’ll be right back.” Jaclyn nods and you disappear down the stairs and outside. As much as you hate to admit it, you’re starting to think this might be better than Jersey.

Going out to your car, you grab your bags out of the trunk. You’ve overpacked, like normal, but you’re spending an entire summer here, so what good would it even matter?

Across the yard, Spencer’s standing on the balcony trying desperately to catch his breath. Hannah had decided it would be funny to chase him all throughout the backyard with the hose, and he ran up the stairs to the balcony. Although he was fairly in shape for the rigorous training he had been doing, he’s still hard at catching his breath. He’s hunched over, arms resting on the balcony as his bare chest heaves up and down. He lifts his head for a moment, and that’s when his entire world comes to a screeching halt. He sees you walk out to your car, and he can feel his heartbeat in his chest accelerate.

“Whatcha doin’ there, Spence?” Spencer hears the voice of his younger sister, and he’s ready to initiate his fight or flight responses in that moment, scared she somehow is ready to ambush him again.

“Han, not right now,” Spencer huffs out, his eyes glued to you as you grab your bags from your car, and he wants nothing more but to in that moment go and grab your bags for you. He’s fallen in love before you even unpacked your bags. He’s smitten already.

“Oh, she’s pretty,” The little blonde mumbles, her arms resting next to Spencer’s on the railing. “Why don’t you go say hi? She looks nice.” His little sister then takes in a deep breath at the sudden realization. “Spence! She’s at Jackie’s! You’ve got a shot!”

Spencer can’t help but laugh at Hannah. His family was pretty close with the Barclays, and Jackie had babysat Hannah a handful of times when Spencer and Claire had been busy. But he couldn’t just waltz over and meet whoever you were. “It’s fine, Hannah. She looks like she’ll be here for a while anyway.”

He watches as Jaclyn’s two kids, Avery and Alex, run towards you as Michael walks behind them. You bend down and hug the both of them, and Spencer can feel his heart literally melt.

“Spencer’s in love!” Hannah sings, and Spencer just rolls his eyes.

You wrap your arms around the two little ones that you hadn’t seen since Christmas, and Avery throws her little arms around your neck. “Y/N/N, I missed you!” She squeals, and once Alex lets go of you, you lift Avery up.

“I missed you too, Aves,” You kiss her cheek and turn to see Michael. “Hey Mike, thanks for letting me stay here for the summer.”

“No problem, Y/N. You’re always welcome here, you know that. Plus, these two love you.” Mike motions towards Avery in your arms, and Alex that’s pretty much hugging your leg. “Want me to grab your bags for you?” Mike motions towards the bags you had dropped to hug the twins.

“It’s fine, I got it,” You say and set Avery back down on the ground. You pick up the bags you had dropped when you saw the two, and once you’re situated Alex is grabbing for your hand. While you turn to head back to the house, you can’t help but notice the blonde boy staring at you. You giggle to yourself and raise your hand to wave at Spencer – but you don’t know that yet – and he’s like a deer caught in the headlights. His cheeks flush pink and he raises his hand to wave back at you. I mean, he doesn’t wanna make a bad first impression.

The four of you then head inside, and you go straight up to your room to start unpacking. You put a good playlist on, and then you’re set to go. You put all your clothes away in the drawers, toiletries in the bathroom, and start to hang up photos of your friends on one of the walls. Then you go to pull aside your curtains, and when you did, you sure as hell weren’t complaining. The blonde boy from earlier is now accompanied by a couple boys and they’re all swimming in the lake and jumping off the dock. So yeah, maybe this summer would be pretty sweet after all. Hot guy next door? Yes please. Hot guy with hot friends? Yes please.

You hear a knock at your door, and it seems to startle you enough to snap you out of the trance you’re in. “Enjoying the view?” You glance back to see Jackie standing at your doorway.

“Oh, yeah I am,” Jackie laughs and you finally tear your eyes away from the boys in the water. “Who is that?”

“That’s Spencer. He’s a sweet kid, he babysits the twins sometimes, and sometimes we watch his youngest sister. Go down and say hi,” Jackie has a smile playing on her lips and you roll your eyes with a smile. “I’m serious! He’s a sweetheart.”

“I don’t need my aunt playing matchmaker, thank you very much,” You say, walking back towards your bed to sit down on it.

“Well, I came up to ask you if you wanted to come with us to grab food. We were just gonna go to a pizza place, but I wasn’t sure if you just wanted to chill for now or not.”

You think for a second. Relaxing for a few hours doesn’t sound all that bad. “I think I’ll stay here, but thanks for the offer, Jac.”

Jackie smiles. “Course. We’ll bring back a slice or two for you, don’t worry. See you in an hour or two, sweetheart.”

“See you!” You call after your aunt as she goes to walk out the door, but then she’s backpedaling right back in with a finger pointed at you.

“And no boys.” There’s a teasing smile on her lips that causes the two of you to break out in laughter.

“No boys,” You confirm.

“But, in reality — and for future reference, of course — Spencer is the only exception.” She sends you a wink before she waltz away, leaving you smiling and shaking your head. She always was more of a sister than an aunt to you, even being eleven years older. Your grandma had your mom, Jac, and your two other uncles relatively young, so there’s a small gap between you and Jac that gives you the sisterly bond you never had.

You can’t help but keep your gaze locked on the boys that seem to be playing some sort of version of water polo in the lake. You eyes keep drifting to the boy from the balcony, his blonde hair hanging in front of his eyes as he knocks the ball away from his friend. You make a mental note to yourself about tanning on the dock that you seemed to share with his family, it being in the middle of your two properties. The rest of your night is filled with texts and snapchats from all your best friends back in Jersey. They’re updating you on everything they’re doing, including Ronnie sending you a snap of her getting your usual ice cream order from Kohr’s. As if that all lightens the blow.

The next morning you wake up to the mouth watering scent of pancakes and bacon. That’s enough to pull you out of bed and lug yourself down the multiple flights of stairs to get to the kitchen. Jaclyn flips the final pancake, and upon hearing your feet hit the landing she turns around with a smile.

“Good morning honey. You can sit at the island if you want,” Jaclyn points her spatula at the marble countertops and you sit down there. “Any plans for today?” She asks, placing a few of the blueberry pancakes on a plate to bring over to you.

“Thanks. And I think I’m just gonna tan, maybe wander around town this afternoon, get a lay of the land,” You say and a small smirk makes its way onto Jaclyn’s face. “What?” You mumble, eyes wide and a mouth full of pancake.

“I should see with Lilly what Spencer is up to this afternoon,” giving you a sheepish smile your aunt turns away, leaving you to glare at her back. “I’m just saying, I want you to make some friends this summer. He’s got a great group of friends down here.”

“It can wait a few days. I’m not looking for a summer romance, nu uh. Those never end well, Jac. You know that.” You give your aunt a pointed look, but she smiles innocently and turns away. “Okay, I’m gonna get some sun.”

After finishing your meal and placing your dishes in the dishwasher and helping Jaclyn clean up, you go up to change into a bathing suit to lay out in. You grab a towel in case you decide to take a dip into the lake, followed by your phone, sunglasses, headphones, tanning oil, and a book. You finally get outside and go out towards the dock to lay out.

On the other side of the spectrum, Hannah had spotted the mystery girl out on the dock. “Spence!” The little girl runs into the living room towards her older brother. He looks up from his phone. “Can we go play soccer out back? I wanna start practicing again before next season.”

The goalie sighs and locks his phone, knowing if he didn’t go outside with her she would throw a hissy fit. “Okay, fine.” He agrees and Hannah squeals before racing outside again. Spencer follows her, and by the time he gets out there she already has her soccer ball out and is dribbling it between her feet.

Spencer doesn’t see you at the dock. He’s more focused on his sister. However, Hannah decides to play matchmaker, strategically having Spencer stand with his back to you and her facing you. Hannah doesn’t make it obvious at first – at first she really is practicing against Spencer. But then she kicks the ball as hard as she can, and her plan goes into full affect.

You turn around at the sound of something rustling in the grass and see the soccer ball rolling towards you. Spencer mumbles a ‘fuck’ seeing you turn around, and he glares at his little sister. “So this is why you wanted to practice? I knew it was fishy, you hate soccer.”

Hannah smiles innocently at Spencer and urges for him to go get the ball. Knowing his little sister won’t budge, he swallows his pride and begins to make his way towards you. You get up and grab the ball, ready to hand it towards the cute blond boy you’ve seen numerous times now.

“Uh, sorry about that,” Spencer says awkwardly, his hand going up to rub at his neck. “She’s still working on her aim, I guess.”

You giggle to yourself, and Spencer can feel his heart skip a beat at the sound. Even with the sunglasses covering your eyes he can just tell they’d light up the room. “It’s okay,” You say and hand the ball to him. “We all start somewhere.”

“I’m Spencer.” He says. You smile at him, and he can feel the blush creeping up on his cheeks.

“I’m Y/N.” You respond. “So, I know this might be really quick, but what are you doing later?”

#spencer knight #ntdp #usntdp #florida panthers #jack hughes #trevor zegras #alex turcotte #cole caufield #hockey #hockey imagine #nhl #nhl imagine

198 notes · View notes

gale-heart · 4 years ago

Text

September 20

There, I’ve spent most of the day vegetating in my pajamas with leftover desserts and a book. I still haven’t the energy to make my words pretty, so I’ll just spew the memories of yesterday out on paper as they come to mind.

The ceremony itself was an utter disaster from start to finish, and I still want to crawl under a rock and die when I remember it. Never, never, never, NEVER doing big weddings again. I don’t know yet if I want to have that talk with Mindspanner and the other Servitors about their conduct, given practically every other guest was likewise snickering amongst themselves—one even shouted an objection purely as a JOKE! Might be I’ll just go out in public disguised to avoid recognition.

Mythandos...was vain, insufferable, and just generally a huge prat. So Mythandos as general. One would think he could at least lie better than the twenty-year-old. Or does his ego really think that was a perfect act of being so sodding sappy and in love with another?

Someone gave me a bag of teeth during gifts. I don’t even know what to think about that.

Now that I think about it, most of the band’s songs were uncomfortably inappropriate to be played at a wedding. Did they know, somehow? Were they trying to further drive home what a sham this whole thing was?

At least we got plenty of booze. Marbs even got us two whole kegs of Sulfuron Slammer, which I suspect is the one that makes you belch fire! I’m still figuring out how to power through that one, but I owe that woman a vacation for giving me more help to drink myself silly.

Mindspanner gave me cookies, fancy cat treats, a garroted scarf, and a coded note offering to “take care” of Mythandos if requested (though I can specify whether it is to be non-lethal.) I’m sure this event has only made her think even less of my powers of judgement—her and every other person there to see the never-ending comedy of errors. That disguise is going to become a daily thing.

Did I mention Mythandos lost his rings before the ceremony? Seriously. I also owe Ellathelsia a debt for bailing him out there.

Most of the gift giving was nice, otherwise. Actually, it was probably the only part of the wedding that went alright, teeth aside.

And then my mother showed up.

...I’ve just realized that something else about the end of that night is bothering me. So much else happened that my memory of specifics is muddled, but I feel like there was one tiny, crucial detail that I overlooked. I can’t place my finger on it right now.

Anyways. Mother. Eseria actually had the gall to show up and crash my own WEDDING, after nearly ten years of nothing! Wants me to come home with her after I’ve “had my fun” or “been paid in full for this farce”, stop “neglecting her” (imagine!), and rejoin my people as they rebuild a new home. I basically told her, in nicer words, to kick rocks. I think I’ll have to sneak back to the shrine at some point and leave Beurghes a token of thanks for making my own mother less scary than him.

“Less scary,” I write as if my chest doesn’t still get all tight and my hands start shaking at the thought of her and what she might do to wreak havoc on my life. Part of me wants to just kill her and be done with it, but the majority of me feels like I need to start scrambling nownownow to safeguard this life I’ve put together from her. Still want to kill her more when I remember the BLACK EYE SHE GAVE MY NEW HUSBAND.

Seriously, what else am I missing? I think I’ll be better off having another drink or three to dull my humiliation so I can just slip off into a nice, cozy sleep and not think about all this again for a while. Note to self: work ass off to thank Eoselle for paying for our entire bloody expensive mess of a wedding. Never again. Never bloody doing this again.

#character logs #journal #ic

1 note · View note

thanksjro · 5 years ago

Text

Eugenesis, Part Five Scene Two: Roberts, Put The Robots Down And Back Away Slowly

In the Quintesson Fortress, in a dark, dirty storage room, Quantax is wishing he had a proper prison cell to work with. I find the idea that the Quintessons didn’t have a single place to put prisoners a little far-fetched, but maybe they’re still under construction.

Quantax is well aware of Roberts’ penchant for stuffing robots in the vents.

He’s about to do a little questioning- just him, his captives, and a couple of heavily armed guards in case anyone gets mouthy.

The boys! The lovely idiots are alive! Oh god, Roberts is going to hurt them terribly, isn’t he?

Oh, so he does have a mouth. Neat.

Our two friends here have been handled pretty roughly in an attempt to get the location of the leftover Autobots. Rev-Tone might have some internal bleeding going on. Neither of them have said anything, and Quantax is done with playing around, so he ups the ante.

It’s time to play Russian Roulette.

Quantax has a gun, loaded with a single charge. Every time his question goes unanswered, he squeezes the trigger, bouncing between Quark and Rev-Tone. This scene is tense as hell- Quark is begging for Rev-Tone to be spared, and Rev-Tone, for once in his life, isn’t saying anything.

This is not okay.

This is NOT OKAY.

This book is a

ᖴᑌᑕKIᑎG ᑎIGᕼTᗰᗩᖇE.

Quantax, not wanting to listen to the screams involved with the massive amounts of pain he’s just put this robot through, blasts Rev-Tone in the torso until he’s little more than a grease spot. Looks like they’re going to need another Autobot to question.

This section hurts to read. It’s miserable. It’s brutal. It’s hopeless. It’s arguably worse than Chromedome having to shoot Rewind after the Overlord attack in MTMTE, simply because there’s not going to be any reprieve from the pain. Nobody’s making a home movie about how you should keep going in this. Nobody’s being told that they’re loved. We’re reaching Grindcore levels of depressing here. How fitting that that also included a Quark. Wonder if that was done on purpose. Maybe someone being named Quark is just Roberts’ roundabout way of subtly telling those in the know that awful things are about to happen.

Moving on.

Over at the Institute, the Autobots and Decepticons are getting along like oil and water. Still, no fights just yet. Perceptor and Soundwave are hashing it out, trying to get all their combined data straight.

Pounce was in the Liars, A-to-D comic, if you’ll recall. He was the guy operating the Galvatron puppet. Weird to think that he’s going to be plot-relevant. And he is going to be plot-relevant; he’s been established in the comic, and name-dropped here. Hope he fares a little better than the other guys who were in the prequel.

Soundwave asks where Prowl is. See, Red Alert, I told you keeping secrets wasn’t going to work! Perceptor is honest, like a good boy, and says that he’s pretty much dead. Soundwave returns the favor, admitting that Prowl is the one who released him from his cell. Perceptor already knew that, because he’s in charge of all the braincells in the Autobot population, apparently.

The two reach the communications center, and Soundwave proceeds to make Chromedome look like a hack and moron.

Soundwave is just better than everybody. That’s just who he is as an individual.

Siren’s really happy to see that there’s at least a few folks left outside of Delphi. Everyone on the Institute side is a little concerned about the fact that OPTIMUS FRIGGIN’ PRIME is there- except Percy, of course, who knows all things.

They manage to figure out if Delphi has a matter transport, before Soundwave shuts down the call to trace a Quintesson transmission.

I don’t like the look of those quotation marks.

They agree to one Autobot and one Decepticon going out to check the scene, and that they’ll be tasked with bringing an equal amount of either faction back. And people say Communism only works on paper!

Later, the chosen two are approaching the dumping grounds. It’s Throwback- why is it always Throwback?- and Dirge. They get passed by a patrolling Quintesson ship that pays them no mind, then head down.

Dirge isn’t very smart. Is this really the best Soundwave could bring to the table here?

The boys dig around in the severed limbs and guts that make up the dumping grounds, and are about to call the whole thing a bust when Throwback finds something very interesting.

It’s Rev-Tone.

I don’t think my heart can take this. Half the dream team is gone, he’s not going to do well if you bring him back. Let the boy rest, I’m begging you. At the very least, stop letting the Autobots bring corpses home, I’m starting to get concerned about their mental well-being.

Yet another ship passes by, and Dirge decides that Communism isn’t for him, saying to hell with any Decepticons that might be in the refuse, and splits. Throwback packs up Rev-Tone and follows on the MARB they brought.

Meanwhile, over at Delphi, Optimus Prime is questioning Galvatron. Everyone’s watching this go down from the observation room, and probably enjoying it a bit too much. Optimus made a deal: freedom in exchange for information on the Quintessons’ plan.

Too bad he gets very little from Galvatron- very little that’s useful, anyway. He tells them about Aquaria, the aqua fortis it’s covered in, and that’s about it. Xenon didn’t exactly share a whole lot with ol’ Galvy.

Optimus still makes good on his promise though.

Man, this adaptation of the World, Shut Your Mouth storyline is spot-on.

Galvatron, in a startling moment of rationality, declines his offered release, and instead suggests a team-up. See, I told you.

Oh god- Throwback’s brought Rev-Tone home to the Institute. Red Alert breaks out the heavy-duty super glue as everyone watches from the sidelines.

Yeah, you make that fucker take a good, hard look at what he’s done.

Soundwave brings in a surgeon. It’s Fulcrum. Fulcrum has depths, it would seem.

They piece Rev-Tone together over the course of several hours, and even then he’s a mess- missing a knee, no jaw, assumed destroyed voice box, or at least some severe burns to the inside of his throat, and missing half an arm.

This is where they are when they decide to bring him back online.

They pump him full of energon, and eventually his fingers start spasming, then the rest of him. He’s in shock. Fulcrum suggests shutting him back down, but Perceptor’s worried he won’t wake up again if they do.

It’s at this point that Soundwave makes an executive decision and pulls the plug. With a gun. Roberts seems to enjoy killing people off multiple times. This isn’t exactly MTMTE/LL Tailgate levels of ridiculous, but it makes up for it in sheer brutality.

The Autobots don’t take too kindly to having one of their own offed before their very eyes, and tackle Soundwave to the ground. Just when it looks like yet another murder is about to take place, Chromedome calls with some more bad news- Quintessons inbound.

Soundwave, because he’s perfect, had noticed and understood what Rev-Tone was doing to his legs.

Hey, I was close. Yay?

#transformers #jro #eugenesis #part five #maccadam #Hannzreads #text post #long post #prose writing

13 notes · View notes