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omensgate · 1 year ago

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fav campaign and why

oh god im no good at having feelings or opinions so ill just go down a list rattling off my experiences with the campaigns

for the record from the start ive been cheating, ive Never played this game blind. id consumed a lot of rain world playthrough medias before playing it (im not good at playing games in the sense that i simply do not experience them- im a speedrunner at heart... or not competitive or intelligent, im just walking fast paced from start to end...) and when i did play i always had a map and the wiki open which i think diminishes some of the feeling. but i still had fun moving from place to place

SURVIVOR: its classic. its sweet. its fun. i played about halfway through myself, but the second half i completed with my "Boyfriend" so i remember it as being very entertaining as we both fumbled around and learned together. it serves its purpose well and i think anything i enjoy about rain world can be seen in the survivor campaign at least to start off with... 10/10 nothing special but no loss by playing it yknow. ive also done an outer expanse + baby run (ftr if you want baby fast before going to outer expanse, live in industrial for a while. cannot compete with that pup spawn rate + you can easily make the rounds to check like 5 shelters a cycle before its anywhere near over) which yes -_- did make me cry.

MONK: i.. dont like playing monk. friendliness from other creatures does not mean much to me when actively hostile creatures are near impossible to kill because my spear can travel one (1) slugcats worth in distance so i would not play this with my fairly aggressive play style... i only played it for the short time itd take to get to outer expanse and. again. yes. i cried -_- i think its very sweet, and i am like. (clinically) psychotically attached to monk where its very important to my heart BUT Its not fun as a game experience to me

HUNTER: i tried to jolly co op cheat and play as arti to finish this as i find arti the easiest to play as but i kept crashing which is. you know. very bad for the single campaign where you want to be losing the least so ive never made much progress with this one and i genuinely dont want to open hunter back up because of the crashing. i THINK This was because i was playing w the sunhat mod because ive never experienced that magnitude of crashing constantly and uninstalled it after and have not experienced that again until... well youll read later

GOURMAND: i played this one from the start with my "Boyfriend" and so again it was fun from that, ESPECIALLY because he played as artificer and so was essentially my chariot throughout the campaign... easy way to beat gourmands exhaustion: make your partner carry you. shrimple. its SO fun to beat the shit out of creatures and i do like being forced to just take a moment and walk around slowly, i havent found his exhaustion toooo terrible if youre just patient except when youre fighting creatures that have health enough that you cant kill them in one hit. but being able to just slam something to death is SO satisfying, i enjoyed it. HOWEVER, ive never actually gotten to the END (Due to "Boyfriend" availability, we've stopped just outside the outer expanse gate). and of course, yes, every single fucking time i watch someone go into outer expanse i CRY LIKE A BABY. the first i think DOZEN times i watched people go through outer expanse, id start WAILING whenever i just saw slugcat npcs, it tugs and tears at my heart strings so badly. youre not alone. youve spent a campaign or two trudging through a wasteland empty of kind relatable figures but youre HOME now, just as you left it, and everyones so happy to see you back. im crying now . (do i just cry a lot? Maybe. im at an emotional point in my life... be nice.) 12/10 above survivor def, and gourmands my most favorite to play as in expedition- cant argue with that combat system + exhaustion isnt too bad for me + i love the variety of the world, its not impossibly difficult while not being easy.

ARTIFICER: ive never finished revenge route, ill be going to a different save file to try and it now, instead ive finished the ascension route. i know arti can be... extremely frustrating to play because its hitting a wall again and again and again but i really didnt have too much trouble approaching it knowing i had to be prepared to die + using my map a lot ("WTF this game is so unfair i cant see enemies about to shoot me!" Use Your Map. use your map and slug senses) + of course... ample map skills so im not ambling and getting like im getting lost and dying for nothing. though i will say, i did nearly give up at exactly the end- i think its the camera scroll mod but subterranean made the game near unplayable. like 0.5 frames per second, computer screaming, crashing i think a half dozen times again in an area where i NEEDED the karma to the point where i had to passage in place so i could ascend, and then crashing i think thrice while i was in the depths, including not allowing me to see the end cutscene... specifically that huge room with the big pit would grind the game to a halt i think because its so large and all the enemy AI, and all the spiders and centipedes are a nightmare and i just... hated it. every other leg of the game was fine, rewarding, heart touching but dear fucking lord, subterranean isnt more difficult or intriguing its just "the games not going to play smoothly at all and heres 5000000 ridiculously enemies". i WANT to love it, you know i love arti, but its just impossible to play if you want to ascend. and of course revenge route is crazy short which feels bad. removed from my experiences though, i think its beautiful with the one caveat that revenge route is TOO short. ive watched way too many people who were interested in the lore never get to even the third dream because theres just not enough shelters if you run straight to metropolis, which makes me sad. but the story generally is beautiful and i love it (and i could talk about it later, some of the things people say about arti makes me.. insane. either that shes totally righteous in her actions, or that her pups deaths are her fault)

SPEARMASTER: playing this one while cheating both using the map to plan exactly the route you need and to go through precipice as arti for the double jump + to swallow the pearl made it an absolute dream. yes the world is very scary but you can avoid a lot of the worst parts by simply not being there <3 one part: i did forget to change back to spearmaster before going to moon and she did crash my game so . remember to do that. very good campaign both for me to have played without doing anything as intended (never touched a broadcast), combat is fun, but also a very good story. i really like five pebbles and... i cannot get into the degree of five pebbles apologist i am i genuinely cant detail this without going off the rails. regardless; much 2 think about.

RIVULET: never played this one + not playing this one very scary looks bad dont want it. no rot no underwater sections no thank you. wont touch it. wont look at it. thank you

SAINT: hesitant to play this one due to the adventure aspect though i already got all echoes with arti so it cant be that bad- of course the story aspect of it all cannot be understated and it fully shattered my world view when i got into it. rain worlds live and die messaging has really helped me through suicidal and delusional periods and im very glad for what can be gleaned from saints story so i do like it a lot. as ive said before its also so amazing how a game with little to no tutorial text or cutscenes can have numerous jaw drop moments (with max karma reveal and descent into rubicon)

SOFANTHIEL: funny haha! (Jumps around

#ask #and you dont need to know why i keep referring to 'boyfriend'. thats for me to know ok ? <3

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hermits-that-craft · 3 years ago

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Heyyyy arti,, I agree with some of the stuff you're saying about jk? But also seamus was absolutely not a stereotype of irish people I am saying this as someone with very close irish blood and history. That's actually just how irish and english people act. Seamus is characterized that way because he is an english speaking european boy and they are rowdy twats who like blowing stuff up have you ever met one./possometimes things don't have to be stereotypes and people don't have to be completely evil just because they're shit about one thing./gen/nm She's transphobic, and I can kind of see where you're coming from with antisemitic, I feel like she's more racially insensitive in that way that most people were in the 90s, but regardless seamus is literally just accurate.

I don't know how to tell you this, but Seamus is the only Irish character, the only character to repeatedly blow things up (Ron accidentally blows his wand up in like,,, book 2 or something and im pretty sure its book 5 that the twins blow up some stuff in the school halls).

I'm assuming you don't know what the Irish troubles are. I'm going to save you five fucking seconds of googling to tell you about it.

The Irish troubles went for thirty years, starting in 1968 and ending in 1998. Do you want to know how many civilians died as a direct cause of the troubles? 1,840 Including children. There were 3,532 total deaths.

There were schools bombed. London was bombed. Derry was bombed. Dublin was bombed.

The Protestant loyalist beat Catholic unionists. Catholic unionists beat Protestant loyalists. There was grafiti saying 'you are now in protestant teratory'. People were killed or severly beaten for their religion or even what side of town they lived in.

Soliders shot protestors and civilians. The IRA bombed towns. The Irish, in general, were treated like shit before all of this started, and now they were treated worse because people were scared. No one wanted to be hurt. So they treated their Irish friends and neighbours like shit. Yeah. Even in America.

And the troubles are still effecting Northern Ireland to this day. I'm sure if you've been on tiktok you've seen the tiktok about someone being asked if their protestant or catholic 'on the wrong side of town'. The peace hasn't even been around for thirty years. We've got 7 more years until the peace has lasted as long as the troubles did.

So now that I've gotten the easy to learn about literally just look up The Irish Troubles and read a bit out of the way, lets get into your dumbass arguments.

Rant under the cut. You made me mad anon. You fucked around in my inbox, read below to find out.

"sometimes things don't have to be stereotypes and people don't have to be completely evil just because they're shit about one thing./gen/nm"

EXCEPT 'IRISH PERSON WHO LIKES BLOWING UP THINGS' IS A STEREOTYPE. YOU INSENSITIVE DUMBASS./gn/nm

"I can kind of see where you're coming from with antisemitic"

this is a whole other can of worm i dont want to open, but try listening to jewish voices on this topic. I'm not jewish, so go and listen to a jewish person speak about this. Because it was antisemitic.

"But also seamus was absolutely not a stereotype of irish people I am saying this as someone with very close irish blood and history."

You. Are. Not. Irish. You cannot decide what is and isn't a stereotype, full stop. And you certainly can't decide what is an isn't harmful towards actual Irish people. One of my classmates was born in Northern Ireland, and his father lived through the troubles. His father came and spoke to us about it. The whole 'Irish people like bombs/blowing things up' stereotype still gets him turned down from jobs. 23 years later. In Australia. You are probably as Irish as I am.

"I feel like she's more racially insensitive in that way that most people were in the 90s, but regardless seamus is literally just accurate."

Wtf.

1. she should have apologised for it. It was racist of her to use Native American culture for her little expansion pack back in, oh, i dont know, 2016

2. You talk mad shit about having irish heriatage for someone who is perpetuating negative stereotypes of what is aparently you.

"Seamus is characterized that way because he is an english speaking european boy and they are rowdy twats who like blowing stuff up have you ever met one./pos"

I lived in Europe and keep in contact with my host family. Have you ever met a european?

#jesus fucking fuck #please tell me this is a troll #i have irish blood and heritage #bitch so do i #i just put effort into my research about irish history #fucking bigots in my inbox i guess

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catsplushellhounds · 4 years ago

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Tested is one of the most analysed episodes for Klaine meta. Have you got thoughts on it?

i have SO MANY thoughts on it

i have a love/hate relationship with it, i love the fact thay they adressed blaine's insecurity, and we had kurt supporting and comforting him, sam slut shaming artie was just HILARIOUS, samcedes was really cute and do not get me started on chris's appareance.......

but i do hate some controrversial lines (im focusing on klaine here), for example:

in new new york we see kurt and blaine having a mature talk, where blaine says that he should move out, and then at tested he says kurt ASKED him to move out (nooooo! writers WHYYYY????)

and in tested blaine also tells kurt they "should talk about it" kurt says he doesn't wants to talk about it, and that he thinks they talk too much. later we have kurt telling blaine that next time he goes through something like that he needs to be honest with him

and in the love is a battlefield scene we pretty much see kurt kicking blaine's ass in combat's class, and then he says that blaine was "really coming at him" WHYYYY?????

im not hating on either kurt or blaine, im hating on the writers because these mistakes are their fault.

i also dont like blaine's internal monologue where he says "kurt was... well, kurt." writers why would you do that? i know that in canon blaine doesn't mean he didn't think kurt was hot back there, but it sounds so wrong.

i see a lot of people saying that blaine was trying to ruin kurt's diet and making him eat more and get more fat but i think that's bullshit, and i'm talking for experience

whenever i get out of my diet and people around me are still going strong, i feel embaressed to be around them because they have so much self control which is something i seriously lack. so when they're eating the same stuff i am, i feel like eating junk food isn't wrong, but i dont mean for they to gain weight, its just a insecurity

and blaine does that too, he wasn't trying to make kurt fat, maybe he just didn't wanted to feel like he was a failure at controlling himself, and having someone eating whatever it is that you're eating can be really comforting

also the fact that blaine binge eats when he's stressed is something i relate, but i dont like that they (again) made it seem so easy to overcome that

but at least at in the end of the day, no matter how bad their fights can be, kurt and blaine always manage to learn from their mistakes, apologize and move on, and i think that's great

thank you for the ask! :)

#i love getting asks <3 #klaine meta #my bbys #maybe i'll remember more stuff that i think about that ep and i'll add it later

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fucker-anon · 4 years ago

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Bloody Painter Headcanons

am i gonna write about helen even tho no one cares? fUCK YEA @creepy-bi-day hope you enjoy. Im still not a writer sorry :/. also my personal hcs, its okay to disagree. Also dark themes again.

Bloody Painter

Backstory:

was born on Oct 1st, 1980, fully name Helen Otis

mother is white, father is Japanese

is an only child. Helen’s parents had a very difficult time in getting pregnant like yeeeaaars (10 ish) and they also really wanted a girl. Like in their head, they would be getting a girl. and when they did get pregnant the ultra scan did show a girl. so they were in shock when a boy popped out.

they no likely. Since helen’s mom was a teacher, they decided to raise the boy as a girl and simply homeschool them until they had to go to college, once there they could simply transition into a girl. This is how they thought trans people were so they thought they’ll do the same to get a girl (This was obliviously wrong)

so they tried to do that but mother couldn’t get the needed forms and paperwork to homeschool Helen so they had to go to school. so their parents decided the best thing to do was to make them as manly as possible in 6 months. so everything pink and girl (lots of which were comfort items like plushies, and art things) were thrown out in front of poor 6 year old Helen who didn’t understand what was happening. Helen couldn’t do art, couldn’t wear certain clothes, couldn’t say certain things. punishments weren’t physical but there was a lot of yelling.

around the 3 month before school started, their parents decided that maybe Helen should meet their grandparents (parents kept giving excuses why they couldn’t visit). everything was going swell until the grandparents on the father’s side asked why name their BOY a GIRL name. before the parents could say anything, helen said “cause im a girl?” ... yaaaa queerphobic grandparents and little helen didn’t get along. plus helen was white passing so asian grandparents blamed their mom.

parents cut contact with the grandparents, and yelled at helen a lot. (poor bby) this mental abuse continued over 3 months and caused helen to stop talking and start repressing a lot of his feeling which his parents encouraged cause “”bOYs donT hAve fEeLinGs””

in school, the parents told the teacher that there was a mix up when filling out his name and that they should call him Otis. Of course one teacher messed up and called him Helen, and then they got a lot of comments form their peers, but they learned not to say that they were a girl at this point.

helen was lightly bullied for his name, and when they tried to tell a teacher they were told to “man up :))”

and so more repressing feelings

it wasn’t until middle school where someone (a kid who they later learned was named tom), stole and planted a watch of another girl into helen’s bag. This meant helen’s bullying got a lot worse. Before it was a comment here or there, now it was physical and a lot often. this is also when he began to develop symptoms of anxiety and depression.

he slowly became friends with Tom, who was also bullied a lot. But one day Tom took Helen to the roof where Tom confessed into planting the watch. Helen was very upset, and the two started to argue when Tom slipped off the edge, Helen tried to hold on to Tom, but Tom let go of his hand. Tom dead.

there was an investigation done, and Helen wasn’t in trouble as some students and teachers said how they saw him hold onto Tom. The school was given a speech about how bullying was bad, and tried to get things back to normal. Helen’s bully did die down, tho lots of ppl tried to spread rumors about how he pushed Tom.

his parents were more upset over how this would look and not about Helen’s mental health. Helen never told them about the bulling.

When high school started, the bullies acted as if nothing happened. and on Halloween, Helen snapped and killed 5 of the main bullies. He was caught and sent to a mental hospital.

so you think that finally, Helen can get the help they need right :)). ahhah no....

so the hospital did diagnose Helen with depression and a mild case of anxiety, but basically put them on pills. the actually therapist had a very hard time getting Helen to open up. this is because the on their first session helen started with his gender identity, and the therapist told him “look you are biologically a boy, so you must be a boy :))” and when they said that sometimes he felt more comfortable when they were more fem, they was told that was wrong.

so helen shut up like a clam cause they did not feel safe with this guy

at least they learned how to somewhat manage their depression and anxiety :)

once helen turned 18 he was released, and Helen decided to be an artist and not kill. but he saw another one of his bullies and said fuck it.

slender saw and was like “i like this child. imma adopt them”

and Helen joined the mansion

Personality:

look Helen was mocked and betrayed by basically every person in their life, they don’t trust ppl

they are nice, but they don’t new people

if you’re nice they’ll be nice, if you’re mean they’ll be mean, simple

cold hearted, look if you are neutral to them and get run over by car they wont do anything. the world was shit to them, they’re shit back.

quiet. like Helen could be inches away and you still won’t hear them

buttttt if you get close (good luck) you see a passionate, kinda nerdy, very kinda touch starved, sarcastic person who just lived a shitty life.

Fun Facts:

k mans has a 6 inch dick, 7 when hard, but is thick, and stretches you out-

*cough* moving on-

bi sexual. Helen has a very hard time acknowledging romantic feelings but is down to date the girls, gays and theys. again good luck getting there but it may happen.

gender fluid Helen has come a long way and their gender identity has ranged from girl, boy, both, none and yes. They’ve settled on gender-neutral pronouns but doesn’t hate being called she/her or he/him usually. On a bad day, they can’t say the same.

Called them painter. The only ppl who can called them by their birth names are ppl who are close to them. On fem days, they like Helen. On masc days, they like Otis. Sometimes they don’t care, sometimes they just wanna be called painter. If you’re not sure and you actually care just ask, he’ll say what day it is. usually they dress accordingly, but still if you’re not sure ask, they’ll prefer it.

Speaking of clothes, the fit??? is on point???? like imagine dark academia with more blues, blacks and tans. Helen looks like the protagonist of a boarding school au.

they will wear skirt and dresses and corsets, and do they’re (slightly basic) hair and makeup.

some creeps (jeff) tried to make fun of helen for this. And when you look at Helen you dont think that they’re much of a fight. Helen’s lean and kinda thin (kid doesn’t eat a lot), but Helen did karate for year cause their dad wanted their “perfectly normal son” to do something manly and kinda close to their culture. Helen learned how to fight with a very good guard and how to be very fast but not so much strong. Wasn’t until he got out of the mental hospital did he learn about pressure points, specially those that dont need a lot pressure :) you see where this is going.

Basically Helen is that one movie character who touches a spot on someone's neck and they pass out. (this is the best i can describe it, they dont do this exactly but similar things)

also very talented at art and arty things. like annoyingly good. he’ll try wood craving and make amazing things after only learning about it an hour ago. Current draws online and does online commissions to pay for his coffee

actually likes hunting, not with gun but with like bows an arrows. they dont hunt often cause they like animals

has to finish whatever they’re working on. please force this baby into bed

has a coffee addiction

likes classical music and lofi.

dont talk about the whole painting with blood thing, they were 14, it was cringey, they know

hair is like chin length ish, its black with waves, so if they wanna be masc they can tie it up and when its fem, they can let it down and straighten it

forgets to eat, feed them

k this is long. As you can see I can also write a whole essay about Helen. I will write about Helen’s and Johnny friendship, along with the other creeps later. but im tired.

#creepypasta #helen otis #bloody painter

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sugarcarnation · 4 years ago

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hi I want to write a tina centric fic but i dont know how to write her

okay so first of all a tina centric fic is the most amazing thing ever and i love that you want to write one!! tina always needs to be appreciated!!

and im really honored that you asked me for advice but i’ll be the first to admit that i’m no writer and maybe not the best person to ask here

but hey that won’t stop me from sharing some thoughts about her

the way i see tina she’s really ambitious and good at a lot of things. not only is she an amazing singer and dancer (even if the show tried to convince us otherwise but like have you seen her dancing?? she’s amazing) but she’s also at the top of her class and in a night of neglect we see her take part in the academic decathlon. and let’s not forget that she’s responsible for the costumes of the new directions. it’s seems like she isn’t just making them but also organizing all of that pretty much on her own. the main takeaway: tina is a multitalented queen

and not only that but she’s also one of the original five glee club members and gets arguably the least solos/appreciation/anything positive in return. (not to say that anybody who isn’t rachel or finn had it easy there lol)

the first time in season 1 we see tina she is really shy and has no real friends even if her and artie are kinda close. but over the course of the season we see her grow more confident and learning to stick up for herself. just parallel her giving her solo to rachel to avoid conflict with her giving artie a piece of her mind when he objectifies her

tinas arc in season 1 (and i’d say 2 as well) was about being confident and finding herself instead of hiding

but now we have tina who is putting in a lot of work for the new directions. she is always there, always helping and always taking a backseat for other people to shine who are doing considerably less than her

and this is the point where tina says you know what? i deserve more than this. i do so much for everyone here and no one cares. i deserve the same amount of respect everyone’s been getting here and i deserve more solos because unlike other people i’m actually putting in the work here

and whenever she tries to stand up for herself she gets shut down (e.g. tina going on a rant about how not only rachel deserves a place in the spotlight and everybody telling her that she’s being unfair to rachel or tina being promised the position as the new rachel and immediately having that being taken away from her by blaine etc. the list goes on for quite a while)

in short we have a girl who struggled with being true to herself and always letting other people walk over her who’s now realizing that the way she’s been treated is unfair and as soon as she tries to make herself be heard everyone tells her that she’s annoying and not deserving of the things she wants. basically they would really like it if she just returned to being the helpful and nice girl who quietly does their work for them without complaining

and rightfully tina is pretty pissed off because of that. this is also why i totally understand season 4 tina and don’t think that they ruined her character. if anything they made her better by actually letting her stand up for herself. (now if only the writers allowed her any kind of actual success...)

but on a more positive side tinas newfound confidence in season 4 is a really good thing for her. we see her making friends and i personally believe that the blamtina friendship is one of the best on glee. none of them really had any close friends besides the people they dated before, they all might be a bit too "intense" or "weird" for other people and they all genuinely love and support each other

and i feel like it’s important to mention that post season 3 tina is not only just as overly emotional as in the first seasons but she still likes helping her friends and spending time with them. she didn’t suddenly become a mean person she just wants people to respect her

tl;dr

tina always puts the most work in out of everyone without getting any recognition for it and once she asks people to give her the respect she deserves she’s shut down which makes her bitter and frustrated. but that’s by far not everything that defines her

okay i think thats all i have. i don’t know if i could help you with your writing but hopefully you might have more of an idea of her character now.

if anyone has thoughts (or advice) about this please feel free to add something

#asks #tina cohen chang #im tagging this as #meta

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arthurflecksgirl · 4 years ago

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I have a request for you❤️ could you please write something about the scene in the subway? I was thinking: female reader and Artie are in the subway (idk if u want Carnival or not) and the female reader leaves Artie alone while she's in the bathroom and when she comes back she sees the three Wall Street guys bothering Artie for his laugh🙁 She protect Artie but then they start bothering her too, and one of them tries to slap her. Artie takes the gun off and kill them and she's afraid. THX❤️❤️❤️

Hey my lovely Anon, thank you so much for the request . I finally wrote that piece you asked for and I really hope you like how it turned out to be. Much love your way.

Arhur leaned his tired head against the subway window. His sad eyes gave his painted face a tragic look. The green Carnival wig looked like something that didnt belonged to him anymoe. He sqeezed your hand so tight you could almost feel your bones cracking, but he didnt dared to look you in the eyes. Arthur felt too embarassed about losing his job minutes ago. That was something he was always worried about. Especially since you moved into his apartment with him. The thought of himself not being able to pay rent anymore was something he just didnt knew how to handle. He wanted you to offer a home. A save place where no worries could ever bother you. And now everything was uncertain. The fact that you had to spent your life in Gotham city was hard enough for him. A city which showed its harsh face every day.

His apartment was the only place you felt save and he was aware of that. Depite the fact that these four walls held so many bad memories for him, the place transformed into something beautiful since he wasnt alone anymore. He felt like living there with you now put a spell all over the place. One that had the power to overcome the horror of what happened here before. Your love was the cure to everything. Even his past. And even though his inner scars would always remain, you covered and healed them with your love everyday. Letting him know how important he was , how much he mattered.

You tried to caress his hand with your thumb but he held your fingers so close in his fist that you weren`t able to do so. "Artie, you know that it wasnt your fault, right? You did nothing wrong. "

Arthur didnt answer. You knew that if he didnt reply he was so hurt that the words got stuck in his throath. "Artie? Please. It breaks my heart to see you like that."

He was still facing the window. The view outside made him even sadder. The skyscrapers passing by. That cold looking city. All he wanted to be was the light that illuminated this shitty place. But people wouldnt allow him to. People saw darkness in him. Just a weird, dark guy. They tried to dim his light by making fun of him. By abandon him until he felt none existend.

You were the only one who made him feel seen. Who illuminated his light with every word, every touch, every kiss. His eternal flame. But sometimes he just couldnt say anything. Sometimes the words got stuck in there and all he was able to let out was laughter. He knew the moment he opened his mouth right now all there would be was a laugh. And he didnt wanted to do that to you. So he kept it all inside.

You wanted to touch his face, to caress his white cheeks.

A song was running through your head

"...to touch the the face of Carnival."

You wish you could, but Arthur seemed so far away right now. So hurt in his own world.

"Dont be disappointed in yourself, sweetheart. Hoyt is an aweful person. He always treated you like shit. He doesnt even deserve Carnival to work for him. You are better than that!"

Arthur pressed one silent tear out of his left eye. His tears always remained silent. His laugh was cruel and loud and merciless. The loudest cry of them all. But his tears remained in silence. Unseen by most people. But you noticed them.

You always did.

Your whole body twitched as Arthur banged his head against the window. Another dark blue tear rolled down his well defined cheek bone. He didnt reacted to what he just did. He was used to it.

"Arthur no!" you took your other hand to place it on his forehead "Please look at me, darling. Don`t punish yourself. Please I am begging you."

Arthur turned his head to face you. His eyes closed. He was still to embarrassed to look you in the eyes. You kissed his closed eyelids so softly it made him lose another tear. Your lips found his salty diamond and kissed it away immediately. The familiar taste of face paint lingered on your lips.

Arthur whimpered silently, now that he was finally able to look at you "I`m so sorry. So endlessly sorry about not being good enough. I thought I was. I thought I could protect you. From....everything. From Gotham and from not having enough money....I thought I`m a good boyfriend and I wanted you to offer you a home and now I dont know how to anymore. We gotta pay rent next month, Y/N. And how would we be able to? I only have 20 dollars left in my pockets. I thought I was going to be a stand up comedian and I dreamed about having my own tv show and fantasized about how proud you would be of me. Seeing me on the screen! I thought I would be invited by Murray and.........now I realize it was nothing more than stupid dreams. Illusions. And we cannot make a living like that. And thats all my fault. Because I got fired. You deserve better. Someone who can protect you!"

Now that he was finally talking all the words he held back escaped his lips one after another. Arthur now held both of your hands "Please belive me all I ever wanted to do was to protect you! From all troubles in life. "

Hearing say those words hit you hard. Because right from the very first day you thought he was the one who needed protection. The man that never learned how it is to be loved in return. Arthur never experienced being protected. Not even from his own parants. Especially not from them. You felt like everything he wanted to give you was what he needed most.

"I know, Artie. And you do. You do protect me from the world. And I will do too. We`ll protect each other, right? Sometimes bad things happen. But we will get through it together now. You dodnt have to face them alone anymore. Ever."

Arthur nodded, resting his head upon your shoulder. He was tired. More than that he was emotionally exhausted. His puffy wig tickled your chin. The woman that was sitting across you for the last 10 minutes left the subway. You were alone now. Before she left she gave Arthur an dirty look.

"What is it?" you asked. But the old lady didnt reacted.

"See?" Arthur shrugged "Its always like that. I.....I dont know what is wrong with me. Baby, please tell me what is wrong with me?"

"Nothing is wrong with you, Arthur. Its them. Its peoples ignorance. They are just cold hearted and they judge you before they get to know you."

He took his wig off.

"Its because I`m a clown". Even when I`m taking my costume and make up off. All that remains is a fucking clown. Thats how they see me. No matter how they call me. "

"And I love that clown. He brightens up my world with his jokes and dances...he`s my sun. " you gently placed a kiss upon his sad frown.

"I love you" he whispered "I love you so much I feel it in my guts. Your love re-arranges all those things that are wrong inside of me".

"There is nothing wrong inside of you, Arthur!"

"It is....and I am aware of that. But you still love me and thats more I could ever ask for. " He touched your face to kiss you with his big, red mouth.

"I´m very much in love with that clown" you giggled. And for the first time today Arthur smiled behind his fake smile. He pointed into his pocket and leaned in on you "You know what Y/N? I have my gun with me. I was thinking about.....well...robbing the pharmacy or something. To make sure we can pay the rent. I dont want you to worry about that all month. I was playing it through in my head the minute I got fired...."

You coudlnt deny that his words shocked you a little. Would he really do somethign like that? Robbing a place? Woukd he go that far?

"Arthur, baby. No. No, non,no. Dont think like that. You dont have to, okay? We`ll only get in more trouble..."

He nodded " Yeah....that was stupid I know.....but....I wouldnt hurt anyone. I`ll just take the money and run. You know I`m a fast runner, right?"

"Yeah I know you are but....Robbing a place? No. We gotta figure soemthing out to pay rent, okay? I know we will. Something legal."

Arthur nodded. His eyes lighted up a bit.

"And I know that you will protect me from anything. I knew it right from the second I first saw you. That we will take care of each other."

Arthur seemed irritated when you got off your seat.

"I have to go to the toilet. I`ll be right back, okay?"

"Okay" he put his wig into his bag. His brown curls sticking sweaty to his forehead.

Arthur continued looking out the window as the subway arrived the next station. People rushed by in a hurry. Everyone seemed so busy with their lifes. He thought about how people never see each other. How they keep passing each other by without taking notice. Arthur was a good observer. He noticed anything. Sometimes even more than what was really there.

His heart broke for a little kid who was dragged away by his mother. A violent grab. She got her arm pulled in a way that didnt felt right. Arthur tried to get a closer glimpse and noticed bruises on the little girls arm. He felt triggered. It only took him seconds to break out in a painful laughter. It was loud enough to make you notice from the bathroom. You started to get nervous. Was he crying because you left him sitting there all by himself? Even if it was just for three minutes? You shoudlnt have done that. Leaving him alone in his condition.

Arthur covered his open mouth with both of his hands as three guys entered the subway. They already gave him a look, even though he managed to keep calm. They hated clowns. he just knew it. He felt it in his bones. Arthurs body started to hurt. Every muscle felt like it was on fire.

"Gosh...look at this freak" one of the guys pointed at Arthur "Oh my god" the other one replied "What the fuck is he all about? Look at those shoes. Ridiculous!"

Arthur looked down to his feet. His red and blue clown shoes stared back at him. He may never wear them again if he coudln`t find a new job as a party clown. A heavy sadness got to his heart as he tried to swallow another laughing fit. If only he could cry out loud in public. Peple would know how he really felt then. And he wanted them to know how hurt he was. How cruel the world has treated him. He finally had a girlfriend, someone who truly loved him, someone to share his life with. The worst timing to lose his job. The absolute worst.

"Jesus, what the hell is wrong with you?" the tallest one of the guys laughed.

You could hear from the toilet room that someone was talking to him but it was hard to actually make out the words.

"I`m a.....party clown....I do little dances for kids and...."

He used to be a party clown. Something he lost today. This hurt so much.

The tall guy sat down beside Arthur, taking his bag, throwing all his clown gear out. "Ohhh look! Its a clown! So,....can you dance for us ?" The other guys started laughing. Arthur swallowed down his pain but it kept crawling up his throath. He pressed his hand hard against his lips. A cough. And another. It hurt so much. Especially on the inside.

"C`mon, dance for us" the guy yelled at Arthurs face as he grabbed his wig and put it on himself "Stop laughing you psycho. Whats your fucking problem?"

Arthur tried to get his card. It wasnt in his pocket anymore. Maybe he lost it. Like his mind.

"I have a condition...." his voice cracked.

"Obviously, you sick fuck!" the bully smashed the wig right into Arthurs face. This made him laugh even harder.

Arthur was desperately trying to breathe when you finally got out of the bathroom, realizing that he just got bullied again.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Leave him alone!" you got Carnivals wig back. "Whhooo hoo lady. Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?"

One of the other guys took two stepts closer "Yeah, right. "

"I`m his girlfriend and you better go now! Can`t you see that he is in pain?" you replied. Arthur was still trying to breathe. Unable to do anything else. You touched his shoulder "It`ll be okay, baby. "

The third guy made a voice "Its okay baaaabyyy...hahahahah how desperate!"

You felt anger rising inside of you. Seeing Arthur fighting for air while others made fun of him was something that broke your heart.

"YOU are the ones who are desperate. Bullying a stranger on the subway for wanting to bring other people joy!"

"What did you just called me?" the guys eyes turned darker "Did you just called me desperate?"

You watched over to Arthur he was shaking his head, coughing. You didnt knew what to say. The situation started to get tense. And all of the sudden you felt a fist hitting you right in the face. Your head started spinning and your vision blurred. You felt your knees weaken before you fell to the groud.

And for a moment everything blacked out.

That moment was longer than it seemed.

Everything changed until you woke up again.

"Y/N?, Honey. We gotta get out of here!" It was Arthurs voice. His laughter was gone. He sounded nervous but confident.

You rubbed your eyes "What....was happening. Are you...okay? Arthur?"

"Yeah we`re okay. But we gotta go NOW. We dont have any time to lose."

There was blood on his face. His yellow vest was covered with red stains.

"Is that....your blood? Did they hurt you, baby?"

"No...its not mine... "

"What do you mean by...." the dizzyness was still taking over you. You tried to make sense out of this situation, but everything was a blurr.

Arthur grabbed your hand, helped you to get up "Run" he yelled as the subway door opened. You now noticed the guy who hit you was lying on the ground. Shot dead. You couldnt see the other ones. All went by too fast. You tried to run as fast as possible. It was hard to keep up with him.

Gotham was passing by like in a unrealisic dream as you both ran out of the subway station.

"What did you do?" you felt tears running down yor face. Afraid of what Arthur just did.

"I protected you" he yelled breathlessly "Like I promised".

You ran.

You both ran hand in hand like your life depended on it. Any maybe it did.

Arthur lead you into a public bathroom. Closing the door behind you, letting his bag fall to the ground. Breathing heavily.

He looked like he was about to pass out any second.

Your hand gently wiped the sweaty curls out of his eyes while you kissed the tip of his nose. remains of blood covering his chin.

"Arthur....I`m not sure what happened."

"That guy slapped you" his intense eyes pierced you like they never did before.

"I remember that. And then it all went black."

Arthur pulled his gun "I took care of it. No one hurts my girl. No one in this fucking city will hurt you."

Now you knew. He did it. Arthur killed someone.

You tried to collect your thoughts, which seemed an impossible thing to do.

"You....killed those guys?"

"Mmhh hmm...yeah I had to. I mean...They wanted to hurt my angel" Arthur took you in his arms and all you could do was cry. You cried so hard into his yellow vest you didnt even cared that it was stained with blood. The bloody fabric soaked up your tears as you let go and allowed yourself to cry like never before.

And then something magical happened. Arthurs body started to shake. But there was not the slightest sound of laughter.

He was crying,too.

Arthur was finally able to cry.

He was sobbing into your neck like a little boy, telling you that killing them off was the only way to not let them harm you ever again.

"Who knows what they would have done if I hadnt stopped them. I knew I had to take action. I can handle people hitting me, but I cant let them hurt you, honey. I just can`t."

You kissed his shaking lips "What if they will find us?"

"They won`t" he said while the tears ran down his face. The clown make up started to came of. You kissed the part of his skin that got exposed. Traces of Artie. Of the man who would protect you over anything.

"I dont want you to kill someone.....Oh my god Arthur....I`m so afraid....."

"Dont be" Arthur said. "I coudnt protect you from not being able to pay rent but I was able to protect you from the bad guys. And we woudln`t get caught. Trust me. Do you trust me?"

"I trust you, Arthur!"

"Miracles still happen" he said "I mean...look at me. I am actually crying! iI have waited for this moment all my life. To actually be able to cry." his body was a shaky mess buthe seemed happier.

You wiped his tear away with your index finger and licked it off.

"I feel good" Arthur parted your lips with his tongue and kissed you passionately. His red lipstick smeared up all over your chin.

And as you tasted his salty diamond tears you knew that miracles truly do exist.

#joaquinphoenix #arthur fleck #arthurfleck #joker movie #dc #joker 2019 #joker arthur fleck #arthur fleck imagine #joker imagine #arthur fleck fanfiction #arthur fleck fanfic #arthur fleck x reader #arthur fleck x you #joker #joker x reader #joker x you #joker fanfic #joker fanfiction #carnival

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rigginsstreet · 5 years ago

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JULIA’S FICS MASTERLIST

so it’s my wifes ( @fredheads ) birthday and im a flop who doesnt have her birthday fic ready (it’ll be done... before the end of the month. absolutely should not take that long but thats the only definite timeline i have lmao) SO to celebrate, i think you all should read her fics and leave nice comments because it’s what she deserves :)

MULTI CHAPTER (unfinished)

She's The One (fem!fredsythe)

Just Like Heaven (fredsythe, alice - fred escapes the Sisters au)

talk about a dream, try to make it real (fredsythe, gladys - college au)

quiet mercy (fredsythe - the OG fred & the sisters of quiet mercy fic)

Papa (fred and artie exploration)

wanna be your backdoor man (fredsythe - h*rny neighbor antics)

With a Girl Like You (fred and gladys friendship)

all our costliest treasures (baby fredsythe at christmas julia i would like to see more... its your birthday i should not be requesting things my apologies)

but your kids are gonna love it (archie and jughead - back to the future au i never saw that movie so i cant say for sure but they do time travel so that checks out to me)

Riverdale High's Last Annual Father-Daughter Winter Fling (fred takes veronica to the father/daughter dance because hiram is in jail =/ )

i say the phrases that keep it all going (different takes of fred fp archie and jughead dying in each others arms julia where is the fredsythe one... just asking)

MULTI CHAPTER (finished [according to ao3])

wouldn't it be good (ensemble - everyones paired up and has to raise an egg)

love is like a heat wave (fredsythe summertime antics)

burnt toffee (halice - working at an icecream shop, falling in love, v cute)

if only in my dreams (penelope lies about having a boyfriend)

let nothing you dismay (alice cooper fixing christmas)

there's a blue light in my best friend's room (hal and fred bonding hour)

The Trials of Cheerleading (or, "Throwing In The Megaphone") (the parentdale bible just read it and forget anything else anyone [ras] has ever told you)

fred andrews adopts a gang (bet you cant tell what this is about)

from the rich to the poor they are mostly unkind (i think this is a sweet pea centric fic?? julia really has something for everyone but dont expect her to do this again)

fp's adventures in domesticity (fp taking care of the andrews household while fred recovers from getting blasted in the chest)

Oblivion (all the times fred has experienced god)

west of memphis (jarchie post 107 thats all i can tell you idk)

ONE SHOT

Wherever you go i'll be with you (fp and archie - a timeline after freds death)

that's as close as i'll get to loving you (fremary - fred asks mary out)

i'm only good at being bad, bad (gladys hating her deadbeat husband <3)

and all the miles in between (fp and tom on the bus to basic training)

excerpts from the same party (freds interactions...at a party... the title is pretty self explanatory but who doesnt love a party fic ammirite ladiez)

don't you know these days you pay for everything (fred, fp, mary - i remember this being fp playing wingman to get fred and mary together cuz he likes mary better than hermione.... read more to find out if im right)

tying faith between our teeth (fredsythe - au where fp goes to college and doesnt ruin his life)

and they were roommates (fredsythe - another college au)

The Construction Tree (jarchie - idk what this is about i dont read kid fics im sorry... but julias a bomb ass writer so im sure the jarchies will love it anyway)

flowers grow through cement (fred gaining weight and feeling insecure)

night creatures call and the dead start to walk in their masquerade (HALLOWEEN FREDSYTHE BABYYYY!)

get me a prescription for that one perfect touch (fredsythe sick fic)

i don't know where else i can go (more hal and fred bonding hour)

everybody's got a hungry heart (fredsythe sexy time with food... that sounds weird.... listen either youre into it or youre not)

not so typical love song (fp and mary bonding hour)

all the redemption i can offer (fremary after the shooting... im pretty sure... listen i have a bad brain i cant remember things just read it)

Simply Irresistible (fred is a ho)

took the words (right out of my mouth) (four times fred and fp say ‘i love you’)

if you wanna get it done you gotta do it yourself (fp and mary loving fred... who is a ho)

people livin' in competition (more fp/fred/mary nonsense with fp gay pining what a good triangle i would have liked to seen it...)

buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight (mary works at youth crisis hotline and fred calls in)

that's what they say when we're together (halram post high school au)

a good old fashioned romance (hiram flaunting his wealth instead of displaying emotions)

you don't know what (you) got (fred has great friends even though hes a bit of a putz)

watch your weight (more fredsythe food shenanigans)

Valuable Lessons Learned On The Tilt-A-Whirl, or "Babe, You Ought To Quit This Scene Too" (alice hermione fred and fp go to the fair)

what once was (jughead and the andrews after freds shooting)

you must remember this (i have no recollection of what this is about but it sounds jughead centric)

takes guts to be gentle and kind (idk what this is either lmfao but i know julia saved moose and midge in it... idk midge but good for her [granted this also takes place after 202 so keep that in mind])

FP Jones and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad House Party (or, "Nothing Good Ever Happens At One Of These") (oh i remember this one.... mmmm. title tells you all really)

and so please help them with your youth ( ‘fred teaches archie to walk. archie returns the favor’)

andrews & son (more fred and archie post 201)

Blueberry Pie (fredsythe - my review of this fic is just me clutching my chest saying ‘oh god, oh fuck’)

never drill for oil on a city street (part 1 of mary working at a youth crisis hotline and fred calling in and i should put this above the other fic but like... you can figure out one and two on your own i believe in you)

The Perils of Faking Illness (or, “two times Fred Andrews faked sick to get out of class and one time he actually needed a hospital”) (read the title)

healing, in three parts (fred fp archie and jughead attempt a roadtrip)

all along the watchtower (#fredandrewsisriverdale)

guess that we were too much of the same kind (fred getting visitors in the hospital)

sometimes wonder what's beneath the mess you've become (fred and alice bonding hour)

nice day for a white wedding (fredsythe hospital times babyyyy!)

The Unexpected Perks of Feminist Activism (or, "Fingertip Rules") (fred gets fucked in a skirt by fp thats all you need to know)

Any Way You Want It (reggie x moose idk what it is but if you like them here you go)

fun, fun, fun (till her daddy takes the t-bird away) (beach antics! freds a menace but fp loves him anyway...)

hands over the ears of my heart (fred and hermione share a bed but platonically)

the apocalypse comes sooner than you think (fredsythemione antics)

small as a world and large as alone (a series of drabbles about archie jughead and fred post 104)

do a good turn daily (archie x reggie post 103)

seven minutes in heaven (archie and reggie picked for 7 minutes in heaven)

tell me every terrible thing you ever did (archie drops jughead off after the pep rally)

#READ HER WORK!#riverdale fanfiction #idk why im bothering tagging this i doubt its gonna show up anywhere thanks to tumblrs rules but whatever

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wherearemyglassesbro · 5 years ago

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What about fruk in the countryside francis headcanon? :3 It's very endearing and it seems like fruk in that setting would be so cute!

:^) what about....City boy Arthur and countryside Francis together :) I think that’s a great pair :)

Let’s pretend they met while Fran was visiting his City Family and Art works a cool business translator job where hes got a sleek desk and a Mac computer. He and Fran initially meet on the tube and Art finds Fran’s southern accent endearing and they chat for awhile!! Art is usually a coward but this time he was like ‘aw fuck I can’t let this one get away I’m actually...Interested in him....’ so he gives him his phone number, blushing the entire time

Meanwhile Fran is astonished that Arthur is interested in what he does. He’s used to people being like ‘oh dang he’s hot let’s exchange numbers’ but Arthur looked genuinely interested in what he had to say! Fran has had the same iPhone 6 for years and it’s so unbearably slow...He uses Arthur as an excuse to allow himself to get a new phone. He feels a little guilty because he doesn’t NEED it but hey...Some city things are just too nice to pass up. Like Arthur! And...A new phone...lmao

Arthur prides himself in his ability to speak French so texting with Fran was easy! He quickly learned that Francis knows exactly 5 English words (Hello, goodbye, toilet, help and cheese) so they communicate in French exclusively

They talk for a few months and Fran comes to the city on occasion so they can have lunch but Art hasn’t been to the farm :0 so he’s in for the surprise of his life! He’s never been to a real farm before. He’s been in big cities like London and Paris his whole life now and he finds the farm just...Wonderful. It’s so nice to not have skyscrapers towering over you! Fran lets him borrow a pair of overalls and boots so they can run around together for awhile. Fran shoes off his vineyard, his chickens, his dogs and his garden! Art’s always wanted a garden! He has plants in his apartment but it isn’t the same

He gains an appreciation for how he lives cause he sees Fran’s tiny bathroom, how his technology is limited and how HARD it is to sustain yourself!!

After that initial visit, Arthur misses the farm and tries to go back every month. And then every two weeks....And then he gets in trouble at work for not showing up cause he’s pulling potatoes out of t he ground with his boyfriend :)

After a year or so together Art decides to move to the farm and work from there! He’s still making a pretty penny while being able to live this amazing new life

Fran is more than happy to have Arthur there :) he doesn’t have many friends outside of his family so getting to wake up to Arthurs cute face every morning is just!!!! Perfect!

Art gets incredibly burnt in the sun but soon enough hair is lightening up and he’s getting stronger from carrying bales of hay around

He and francis dedicate time to lay out and watch the stars together whike jrs warm. They partake in some cheese and wine and if Art can convince him, maybe there’s time to teach Fran some English!

Francis’s family pokes fun at Artie and call him ‘city boy’ in an endearing way of course!!! Art feels so welcome with the Bonnefoy family :) he could almost cry :) almost....Dont tell Francis that

Francis proposes to Arthur by tying a ring box to one of their cows heads and asks “will you moooooorry me?” Idek if that pun works in French....oh well...There are many tears shed that night out of pure joy! And the old, wooden bed frame somehow manages to stay in one piece too lmaooo

#aph #hetalia #aph france #aph england #fruk #ukfr #hetalia headcanons #ask away #ask away!#always up for hc requests #this was so fun to write for:)

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ambr0siusg · 6 years ago

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that’s AMBROSIUS GAMAL walking down the street, the 36 year old, who looks like rami malek. here in apple peak, they are a shop-owner. some say he acts like merlin from the sword in the stone, since he can be ingenious, but also a little bit scatter-brained. — jen.

LOVE OF MY LIIIIIIIFE

exteriors

rami malek’s general demeanour à la ahkmenrah in night at the museum: the dark humour that he doesn’t know is dark and he also knows almost everything and speaks a lot of languages and can be super posh when he wants to be

he also dances wildly

will dance whenever there’s good music

and then ofc the freddie mercury voice with the “darlings” and the “look at me and ask if i care” kind of attitude to ppl who sass him

but ambrosius doesn’t let a lot of things faze him

he looks so wise, he’s got that thousand-mile gaze and thousand-watt smile and like how can you not love him

his family moved from egypt in the 70s, to APPLE PEAK actually, this is where his family lived for a few years before moving to new york for mr gamal’s new job !

he has a history with artie !!

his father is a hotel manager of one of the kim family’s hotels in manhattan

being about 10 years older than artie, when ambrosius was younger, he would babysit him and play with him sometimes, as the gamals lived in one of the suites of the hotel

however, after graduating high school, ambrosius practically disappeared as he went to study abroad

for university, he went overseas to Australia, seeking warmer climates (cue ambrosius wearing a lot of gaudy tourist shirts) and studied a bachelor of arts, and then his masters and a PhD in Humanities (man loves to study)

he owns a store: DR AFALLON’S (yes pronounced like ‘avalon’)

he plays ‘dr afallon’ while in the store

dresses like a dumbledore-ish wizard, though on halloween he likes to dress like dracula

its basically like ‘dr cerberus’ in the chilling adventures of sabrina: its a rare-book shop and has a little area for sitting down and eating/drinking, and then there’s a corner in the back for occult things

occult things are mainly to order, though he has tarot cards and stones and other artefacts on display.

people can apply to work for him !! it’s quite a small store but it’s like a little family and very homey

he lives in a cottage in the woods! its in the outskirts of town, and he drives an old volkswagen beetle that’s a manual transmission and doesn’t rly go above 50mph

he rly needs it to get fixed but he cant figure out mechanics that well, he just kinda talks to it and hopes that’ll be enough

what is technology ?? he LOVES it but it doesnt come naturally to him AT ALL

he misses his magic plates and objects bc they were his friends :(((

so he has names for all of his belongings

his house basically looks like the house in sword in the stone: books everywhere, knick-knacks and doodads everywhere

HE’S A HOARDER

he loves to remember everyone’s names

he also tutors sometimes and does the odd guest lecture on his specialisations (history, literatures, and architecture sometimes)

BELIEVES THAT EVERYONE SHOULD LEARN WHAT THEY WANT

“THE UNIVERSITY CURRICULUM IS TOO RESTRICTIVE”

likes to use his full name, but doesn’t mind it when people nickname him. he’ll always introduce himself as ambrosius tho hbgdkrjh

HE HAS ARCHIMEDES.

there’s just a very well-trained owl in the shop

no one asks questions about it

“oh ya thats archimedes” *annoyed hoot*

interiors

eccentric, shameless, just wants to have a good time tbh

gets tired a lot, considers himself an old man still

“there, you see?! i’m an ugly, horrible, grouchy old man!!”

he was super grouchy originally and he’s trying hard not to be grouchy now lmfao but dont annoy him or he’ll like threaten to CURSE you and you dont know if he’s joking or not

he has no magic ,but there’s the power of psychology

will not put up with anything that annoys him

REALLY A NICE GUY THO

HE REMEMBERS HIS PAST !!!!

the ‘deal’ he made with whoever sent them all to this reality meant that he could remember his past and remember arthur and his court – as long as he didn’t interfere with mortal affairs

he’s doing his best to not do this

he’s like Gandalf: “I was BARELY involved” (aka he lowkey was)

he has a history with artie !!

his father is a hotel manager of one of the kim family’s hotels in manhattan

being about 10 years older than artie, when ambrosius was younger, he would babysit him and play with him sometimes, as the gamals lived in one of the suites of the hotel

however, after graduating high school, ambrosius practically disappeared as he went to study abroad

MORE ABOUT REMEMBERING HIS PAST:

he feels like such an old man, he feels like he’s lived eternities and he remembers everything and sometimes it can get so overwhelming, which is why he always surrounds himself with as much new life as possible.

ambrosius loves the little trivial things, like board games and souvenirs and tiny musical instruments, because the little things make him happy and remind him why he’s still doing this

as powerful as he was, and as ancient as he is, he can get tired.

but he knows why he’s here: he must protect Arthur, he must protect his people, and the residents of apple peak have become his people too now.

he’s very much a neutral grey person – he’s not someone who believes in absolutes, he believes in the lessons of the past, the actions of the moment, and the possibilities of the future.

he remembers his ‘real’ past with a lot of love, but knows that they will probably never return. so he is super grateful for the history and life he’s had here -- and hopes that he can make the world a better place with the little he can do for it

languages he speaks: arabic (from his childhood here), cantonese, mandarin (learning), korean, japanese, french, spanish, ancient greek...the list goes on honestly...

#curse:intro #( info )#( misc )#wow i hpe u can read this mess

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vethyourhalflingmother · 7 years ago

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Can you please tell us ur headcanons for the quarter elves

vax’ildan “vax” de rolo (aka bard boy aka brendon urie de rolo): the oldest, very charming, very good at getting what he wants, will kill you if you look at any of his siblings wrong (tbh he’s like that from a real young age), hates it when people call him “lord”, eventually leaves whitestone for his own adventure but doesn’t actually get very far, goes thru a phase where he tries to imitate the first vax when he’s a teenager (it’s THE WORST in so many ways), wears glasses, way better at lyre + singing than flute, only time he ever had instigated a serious conversation with his parents was when he was coming out to them (vex & percy r both v supportive but they did ask him if he was sure he wanted to go by vax. he was very sure. this naturally made vex in particular pretty emotional), died one time but got better, eventually gets a lot of tattoos

vesper de rolo (aka viper-piper): two years younger than vax, very good at going unnoticed right until the moment her prank hits u in the face, builds lots of little automatons (invents the tal’dorei version of a roomba, names it Arty) very close to percy, has zero desire to leave whitestone & takes political control there after her aunt cassandra steps down, looks a lot like vex’ahlia, a total nerd like her father (she can speak more languages than him lol), Is Better Dressed Than You, has a bad habit of chewing on her nails, will lecture her younger siblings about their health and then turn around & chug an entire bottle of wine, the only de rolo completely clueless about local whitestone gossip (ironically - she ain’t got time for that drama), Most Likely To Sell Her Soul To A Demon, a true well-mannered gentlewoman

johanna de rolo (aka the jo half of joel): three years younger than vesper, the Older TwinTM, people skills are not great she has to work real hard, inherits trinket, drinks a lot of tea all the time, looks a lot like percy, consistently has the shortest hair of all her siblings for their entire lives, leaves whitestone for awhile and easily climbs the ranks of emon’s military force, declines the rank of general, spends her formative years hiding various animals in her room & never mentioning them to anyone but her twin, she’s the most sarcastic & she has her father’s inclination for wicked one-liners, holds the record for climbing to the top of the sun tree the fastest amongst her siblings, takes lots of naps

elaina de rolo (aka the el half of joel): the Younger TwinTM (“it’s a five minute difference!”), wears glasses, inherits Bad News (actually “inherits” is a strong word, she steals Bad News after years of poking through her father’s workship & admiring his guns on the sly), deciding not to go w/ jo is the hardest decision she ever makes but she feels like she gotta stay in whitestone (there is a big conflict of feelings and ideas about their obligations to their home amongst the quarter elves), eventually ends up leaving anyway when jo’s gone longer than she said she would be, the prettiest, the quickest thinker (which is a feat cause none of the de rolos are slow), best pain tolerance (learns this bc apparently folks dont like people that carry around giant rifles)

percival de rolo iv (aka d4, d5, ivy, freddy, perce, tattletale, bread boy, junior): three years younger than the twins, just wants to bake, cries when anything remotely bad or stressful happens, all of his siblings are pretty hard on him but if literally anyone else so much as frowns at him they will receive a collective curb stomp from the older quarter elves, stutters, carries around his baby blanket well into his teen years, absolute momma’s boy, is actually strong enough physically that he could beat u up pretty badly (but he wont), very secure in his masculinity, curly hair

#magicaldaydreams #the basics on the quarter elves #these headcanons are across their whole lives #as oppose to the mostly youth stuff ive been talking about so far #the basics #the de rolo quarter elves #headcanons #asks #answers #cr1 #post-campaign

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confusedreety · 7 years ago

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i made myself a modern!au for my children where i dont TORTURE THEM INCESSANTLY (which as it turns out is just marcey’s regular universe)

Grimma

university student, majoring in English, may or may not live under a bridge? Likes to read and write horror (and embarrassing poetry). Takes an unnecessary amount of Philosophy courses even though he hates it cause alfred is a sexy sexy TA. Nat and Rundola found him on the side of the road one night, and took him home like a gross lil lost puppy and patched him up. Now he won’t stop showing up unannounced and eating all the cereal out of the pantry. Nat maintains helping him was the worst mistake of her life, cause he’s so annoying. Rundola tolerates him like a weird tired uncle would, and asks for him to at least leave him the shreddies. Marcey thinks he’s tons of fun though.

Nat

Nat’s what happens when your doctor never quite outgrows their middle school goth phase. She’s a surgeon at the university hospital, where she practices medicine and (much to everyone’s horror) teaches med students. Originally worked in private practice, but eventually took the university position after taking a break to help rundola. Her and Rundola eventually end up together. Friends with marcey, and is always jazzed to hear about her fish adventures.

Rundola

ex-military doctor who went into general practice. he probably drinks too much coffee. He had to take early retirement after ptsd symptoms and depression made it very difficult for him to continue in the modern medical field; now he does part-time consulting and starts doing much better. his house may or may not be a little haunted. insomniac. just sighs when he finds grimma eating his cereal in the dark at 2am. doesn’t let nat’s dog sleep on the bed cause artie stares at him and it creeps him out.

(tagging @gelertassassin for that grimma content)

some silly writing and junk under the cut

(inspired by the frozen fruit i was eating. not edited, just word vomit. maybe will finish??)

“Thanks for the bowl of half-frozen fruit.”

Grimma gingerly chewed at the partly soggy chunk of mango at the end of his fork. While he was grateful for the food, and the cold fruit helped to ease the throbbing in his jaw, he couldn’t keep the sarcasm from leaking into his words. The gesture felt half-hearted. And, to be honest, mangoes were really in the bottom tier of frozen fruit. He felt for sure that his host had deliberately picked much of the other fruit out of the bag—the presence of a single strawberry clearly evidenced the existence of non-mango fruits--leaving the orange-yellow chunks for an unfortunate guest.

“Whatever. Don’t mention it,” Grimma’s host waved her hand in dismissal. He tried to remember her name; the Doc had introduced her before he’d gone out, he was sure…Natasha? Grimma observed the pale purple Lupe, with her blonde curls and sharp eyes, trying to match face to name. Yes, it was definitely Natasha. Had to be. He nodded to himself in affirmation and chewed another mango chunk. ‘Natasha’ soon returned to tapping away at her laptop computer at the far dining table. From his makeshift bed on the living room sofa, Grimma could barely make out the titles of the heavy books piled beside her. This did not, however, mean he could understand them. Impakttrauma und Schenkel...Schenkelhalsfrakturen? Yeah. Exactly. Whatever that means, she was clearly into it. You do you, girl.

Grimma sighed and finished off his fruit, and tried to organize his scattered memories into a coherent timeline. The haze form last night and the painkillers had lifted from his brain, letting him think clearly again. He remembered The Cleric, the bridge, the road...Doc and Natasha. A car, begging them not to bring him to a hospital, that there was no one they could call for him. What a stroke of luck, Grimma thought, that he’d been picked up by a doctor. He wondered if he’d be dead if it’d been anyone else. His wounds were all patched up, stitches, bandages and all. His bones, he’d learned that morning, had been set. Yes, if anyone else had listened to his idiotic pleas he’d probably be dead. Why they had, however, was beyond him. He hadn’t even been questioned yet. Grimma felt suspicious, suddenly. Were they going to harvest his organs or something? Is that why they’d done all this? Oh my god. Please let my kidneys still be in my body. I need my kidneys.

The sound of the front door opening interrupted Grimma from his internal panicking. He heard bags being set on the floor, and the jingle of keys being hung, and bags picked back up. The Doc must be home. In the dining room, Natasha left her work and met the Doc in the foyer. Grimma couldn’t make out their indistinct converstation. A moment later, though, the two were back in the room with him. Grimma eyed them cautiously now.

“Grimma, how are you feeling?” The Doc, a dark haired camouflage Krawk, smiled tiredly, “I hope Natalie didn’t treat you too badly.”

Natalie? Shit. Well, thank god I didn’t call her Natasha instead. Grimma thought, and glanced awkwardly at Natalie.

“Uh, I’m…fine.”

“Wonderful,” the Doc nodded and turned to Natalie, and spoke in a low voice, “can you change his bandages while I prepare the solution…?”

“It may not work, Rundola,” Natalie’s brows knit together, “are you sure?”

Oh, wow. Rundola? I’m bad with names—wait, WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN? Grimma felt his chest seize with panic. Natalie and Rundola murmured amongst themselves, but Grimma couldn’t focus enough to make out their words. He jolted upright as Rundola left the room, which he immediately regretted, as pain shot through his back and ribs.

“PLEASE DON’T TAKE MY KIDNEYS!”

Natalie blinked in surprise, and fixed him with a bewildered and scornful look. His outburst had brought Rundola back into the room as well. The Krawk, in contrast, looked at him with genuine concern.

“What? Grimma, we don’t want your kidneys,” Rundola reassured Grimma. He came and knelt beside the sofa, worry on his face. “We talked about this this morning…do you not remember?” he asked carefully.

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marcey thinks all her friends’ romantic interests are weird

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nat: i dont have a type

marcey: depressed old men

nat:

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grimma: this is alfred, i love him

alfred: //says that Weird Shit//

marcey: //looks into the camera like shes on the office//

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whenever i think of this au that kim mitchell song thats like lets go for a soda where nobody drowns and nobody diiiiiesss plays in my head

#neoart #my art #my ocs #grimma #nat #rundola #modernau #im so bad at designing outfits #grimma looks cool but nats isnt quite what i wanted #rundola has a boring fashion sense and just looks like that #otherwise he just kinda looks like his regular canon outfit #not much difference #rundola actually gets professional help now #grimmas really committed to his thirst for alfred #hes out there writing essays on fricken plato or somethin to get that boy #if its wrong to wear that much eyeliner to your doctor job then nat doesnt wanna be right #i dont like mangoes #why does the mango always outnumber the good fruit??#im salty #grimmas an unreliable narrator #85% chance nat deliberately picked out the good fruit before giving it to grimma #shes the worst kind of person #shed pick the marshmallows out of ur lucky charms too #why rundola finds her endearing / attractive is beyond grimmas comprehension #marcey thinks grimmas super fun and loves hanging with him #theyre party friends #grimma cant drive btw #hes a menace

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monolime · 7 years ago

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Your art is so gorgeous! You have such a unique style, it leaves me speechless. I wanted to ask: how many years of experience do you have? And do you have some tips for someone who have just started?

Thank you! I was always an arty kid in school, but I didn’t really start taking it seriously until a couple of years ago? I think it’s hard in the beginning to see yourself as a competent artist, and you’ll be dissatisfied with your own work a lot (I’m still not at the level I want to be) but you also need to have an appreciation for the work you are putting out, and a sense of accomplishment.Everyone says this, but it really is the fundamental truth to getting good at art: practice practice practice! Every time you put a pen to paper, or tablet, you’re improving. It can feel like nothing is happening at the time, but when you look back and compare where you were to where you are, if you’ve been consistent with it, it definitely shows.My personal method (and everyone’s different) is in surrounding myself with art I love. I love collecting art books from my favourite artists and poring through them whenever I’m in the mood. You’ll find that in doing this, rather than rigorously studying 1 specific person, you’ll subconsciously pick up on things that resonate with you personally. A certain use of tone and value, the way one person draws noses, a style of linework. This ends up with you having a culmination of things that show your influence, but together make something personal to you.Like I said, it isn’t good to focus on just 1 art style, because you could end up with something a bit too similar to someone else, but if you’re still learning the ropes doing studies here and there is really beneficial. I had an angry bout of self-loathing a while ago and ended up just flicking through my Leyendecker book and sketching on paper every hand in it. Immersing yourself in problem areas helps a lot with what you put out (sadly I’m not very good at this. Self-discipline and I are terse acquaintances.)Which brings me to my next point: learning. This is kind of a tricky area for me, and you’ll have to take it with a grain of salt, because it doesn’t apply to most people (that im aware of) but i dont do very well with tutorials. Sure, it’s good to know people’s processes, and how they approach anatomy, or painting, and I have a vague understanding of most of the constructs of drawing, but whenever i look at a long-winded tutorial my eyes go fuzzy by about the second step and my head gets overcrowded with info. You need to find a happy medium between learning how to do things, and just figuring it out for yourself. I barely ever reference, and in the long run it’s probably slowed down my learning process, but im personally happier to just sit in my own bubble with a canvas and some tv show playing in the background, than stress about finding all the right elements to help me draw.So yeah, work out what works best for you. Some people can’t draw without references, and that’s perfectly fine. It’ll take a while before you’re confident in your art, but every single thing you put out is an accomplishment, everything is progress. Hell, even just sketching out something and never finishing it is getting you somewhere. Surround yourself with the kind of art you love, whether it be anime or renaissance paintings, and just draw draw draw!

I’m so sorry this is incredibly long and probably a bit Victorian-sounding and obnoxious (ya caught me in the middle of writing), and I hope it makes some sense????? I have a long ways to go myself before I feel like I could be qualified to give solid art advice, but those are just my personal methods. Good luck with it all and happy drawing!

#ask #art advice #long post

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letsdiscoverkitty · 8 years ago

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Could you give me some advice? I recently suffered a really bad relapse with my anorexia my team really want me IP by have agreed I can stay home but I have to cut exercise. Now I'm that person who would compulsively gym and yoga everyday as well as counting my steps everyday too. How do I cope with not being able do this and at what point in recovery do you think it's realistic to attempt exercise again? I worry so much about gaining weight and not being toned/fit? How do you deal with that?? X

PTW - potential trigger warningTalk of exercise

Hey love, firstly I am not going to make a thing out of giving advice but it sounds like you are in a difficult place, one which I know well, so of course I will try to offer as much reassurance as I can. Secondly please remember that I am not a health professional and you need to be listening to the people monitoring you as they know you/your situation best.

Okay, so where to start? I used to struggle a lot with exercise addiction, mostly before my first ever recovery attempt and having to give it up was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. I used to do a lot and was in a similar scenario where I was being told that it was either an admission there and then or I needed to work with the team and stop exercising and go on bed rest. I have had a few slips here and there over the years getting a bit stuck in “having” to do x or y but luckily it has never got to the point where I was a number of years ago.As for how did I do it?Honestly? the best thing is to go cold turkey. There is no point teasing it out, doing it bit by bit because that is literally torturing yourself and will make anorexia LOUDER and drag out the whole process. You need to keep in mind that it will never be “enough” for anorexia no matter what you do. I would suggest sitting down and making a pros and cons list for giving up exercise - be honest with yourself. You dont have to show this to anyone but I often find that making these types of lists helps me to put things in perspective. I also like to ask myself “what would I say to anyone else?” as I often find it hard to think about things in terms of myself. The truth is that you are not a “unicorn” or that “the rules dont apply” to you -they really do. Your team are saying you need to stop exercising for a reason, and that is because it is literally putting your life in even more danger - which I know anorexia will love hearing and try to twist but try to listen to the facts here. Ask yourself; do you always want to feel like you HAVE to go for a walk or do x number of steps or go to the gym y times a week? Yes it is going to be uncomfortable to stop. yes it might make the voices louder in the SHORT term but in the long term it will help to give you a better chance at a LIFE, at LIVING. My tips? try to plan in something completely different when you would usually go to the gym - for example when I was on bed rest and giving up exercise I read A LOT. Sometimes I found it hard to concentrate but when I did I tried to do some arty things, many of which were recovery based so making little posters or collages. Learn a new skill (I taught myself to crochet!), go and have your nails painted (self care is vital). I would also suggest trying to make sure that you have company when you feel like you “need” to d exercise. Let the people around you know what you are doing (giving up exercise) and enlist there help, they want to do whatever they can to help you but they are not mind readers - they wont know unless you tell them. Whether it be to watch a film, go to a cafe, a drive, sit in a park, go to the cinema, whatever it is that might help.Delete ALL of the apps from your phone that count steps or calories etc.Give up your fitness watch (I had a slip up with a fitbit whilst in NZ and it literally ruled me and what helped me to break that cycle was to give my mum the fitbit as it was then out of my hands and I couldnt “just sneak it on for one day” which I know I would have done if I had simply put it in my drawer. And eliminate any other temptations (maybe pack your gym clothes away and put them at the back of your wardrobe for a while?)Cancel your gym membership and use the money for other things - e.g. buy a new outfit, go to the cinema, jewellery, shoes, a spa treatment....Put the scales away (you do not need to “micromanage” everything. Seeing weight fluctuations on a daily basis only feeds into the obsessive nature of anorexia.

As for when you can exercise again? This is something you need to be really really careful about. In all honesty I think you need to be both mentally and physically able to cope with doing said exercise (i.e. weight restored), as well as being able to eat more for doing it and not be doing it for disordered reasons. You will be able to exercise in the future and for the right reasons but right now you need to take time out in order to put your health and wellbeing FIRST. I would also encourage you to work with your team on the issues you have around needing to be “fit” and “toned” as this sounds like a big of a barrier for you. I promise that eating more and not exercising will NOT make you balloon. That is anorexia trying to nestle in and make you stop. And I know that reading this and me telling you that I did similar and did not balloon will not likely help you as ED always wants to make us the exception - but it did not cause me to lose control. This is where the only way to find out is to go through it. And that’s hard, really hard. However you are not going through this alone and there are people to help you along the way. Exposure to these things and doing these behavioural experiments is the only way we can learn. There is only so much that can be “said”, the focus needs to be on the ACTION. Then over the period of a couple of WEEKS (because taking one reading will not give you a trend) you will be able to see that your weight does not go off into infinitely and that you do not gain a stone overnight. Anorexia is trying to put up barriers in order to stop you from having a life beyond it, but these barriers can be taken down and overcome.

Please listen to your team, they know what they are saying. Try to keep your motivations to recover close to heart, and keep revisiting them when your mood drops/when you have a difficult day. Not every day is going to be all sunshine and rainbows; recovery is so far from that. But recovery is the very thing that will bring you LIFE, it will bring you a chance of living beyond this disorder. You can do this, I promise it is the right thing to do. Wish you the best, take care xx

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