#favourite fictional male character by far

[teafiend]

These scenes were so adorable and highlighted how young Guo Jing actually was. Still a teenager having fun on a swing ✨🥰 But he knows his priority ❤️‍🔥☺️🫡✨

I squee(d) so hard over these scenes. Super-adorable and wonderfully sweet✨🥰☺️

We stan a *hero* who gets his priorities right ✨🫡👏🏽

*GJ: I am just a boy-on-a-swing hoping to train to become invincible so I could win my lady love*

(Excuse the poor quality of the screenshots. Am a dinosaur with nonexistent skills)

[hedgehog-moss]

My top 10 nonfiction reads of 2023 (the asterisked ones are in French with no translation as of yet) :

Belle Greene, Alexandra Lapierre

The Indomitable Marie-Antoinette, Simone Bertière

Reporter: A Memoir, Seymour Hersh

Red Carpet: Hollywood, China and the Global Battle for Cultural Supremacy, Erich Schwartzel

Empire of Pain: The Secret History of the Sackler Dynasty, Patrick Keefe

Servir les riches, Alizée Delpierre*

La Comtesse Greffulhe : L’ombre des Guermantes, Laure Hillerin*

Le Courage de la nuance, Jean Birnbaum*

The Book Collectors of Daraya, Delphine Minoui

Flowers of Fire: The Inside Story of South Korea's Feminist Movement, Hawon Jung

[crispy-armpit]

✧ 𝒊 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕 ✧

yandere secret agent x reader

‧₊˚ ⋅ ‧ 🍸₊˚ ⋆｡ 𖦹 °

⭒ 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: after taking on your friend's offer to head downtown to a hidden bar, you find yourself in the middle of a covert operation. thankfully Messiah is there to hide you from danger. or did he just push you right into it?

⭒ 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵: gn reader, yandere, suggestive position & situation, slight violence, reader held at gunpoint, mentions of a firearm and getting shot, reader pressed against male crotch, sadism(?), auditory hallucination (you hear voices), hair pulling, swearing

⭒ 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1,153 words

⭒ a/n: it was my birthday last month and i had planned to post this by then but ofc i never learn my lesson and kept my drafts in tumblr (leading to it getting deleted) 😭!! so sorry for the wait everyone and happy late new years! :D hope u like the batman wannabe.. it goes from 0 to 100 rq because it's hilarious to me and i'm sleep deprived.. i can smell the hate comments already

will you venture down this path?

it was supposed to be another weekend night spent alone in your home; you, comfortably snuggling against your pillows while playing your favourite brain-rot game from night to morning.

but here you were— unfortunately not in your bed, and devastatingly not romancing your fictional game characters. your friend, Vern, had dragged convinced you to join him and try out some random jazz bar which recently opened.

he mentioned his band would be playing there... he's probably just trying to get more people to hype up his band.

the warm ambience of the bistro & bar, alongside the joyous laughter ringing all over the room, people bantering and simply enjoying each other's presence was enough to erase the thoughts of your usual weekend plans. it was the type of place where you couldn't bring up any negative emotions just because of how chill everyone and everything was. so that's one forgiveness point to your friend.

at some point, Vern had split off from you to meet up with the other Ares band members to go perform— leaving you to drink away your life at the bar.

you channeled your best resting bitch face to avoid any strangers trying to hit on you, which worked. you sat alone listening to the blue voice of the current performer, making small talk here and there with the bartender.

oh, the bartender—

you'd been eyeing him up all night.

he was the only other person at the bar. like all other bartenders, he was charismatic and attractive despite the two deep scars running down his left cheek.

maybe he noticed you looking at it, because he suddenly rasped out, "...animal attack" with a nonchalant smile. which is quite impressive, since your gaze never once lingered on the scars for too long. he must be observing me.

Logan (you read his name tag) was an exceptional conversationist. and he played the bartender role extremely well. he brought up topics like your ambitions, your dreams, and even your darkest passions effortlessly.

but his eyes never seemed to really focus on your figure when you talked.

it was always off to a specific direction in the distance. and when you turned to look at what he was looking at, there would only be the same wrinkly old man sitting on the sofa chair.

"can you see it?"

confused, you reply, "see what?"

do you see it? the eyes? his lack of mouth? with hair as white as his, and skin as dark as void, how can you not see me?

"what the hell are you sayi—" you grow pale when you turn back and see Logan had his back turned away from you the whole time, far from the counter.

who was talking to me?

and for the first time in 3 hours since you've arrived, the old man from the chair moves. he wanders aimlessly for a moment until setting his sights on the bar. multiple random people who were loitering in the room take notice of his sudden movement, and all briskly walk towards him.

you're petrified.

the world is spinning, people are blocking the old man's path from you. and you're so thankful for that because it gives you the time to be pulled on top of the bar counter and then underneath it by a pair of strong hands.

your consciousness recovers and you're met with Logan, body crouched down to your level. his shadowed face shows no semblance of the bright man you were talking to a while ago. now his own icy blue eyes pierced through yours, and the once attractive rasp of his voice is now chilling to the bone.

"Logan—"

"you better fucking shut up unless you want to die."

he pulls out a revolver and points it to your forehead.

profusely nodding your head in understanding, tears begin to prick your eyes; this is so fucking messed up, what is happening??

your brain tells you that this was just the alcohol getting to you, and maybe Logan has some kind of split personality and a murderer... that it's some kind of sick prank Vern is probably pulling on you. maybe my drink got spiked...

but your gut tells you that you are in great danger. alcohol has never made you experience that level of auditory hallucination... hell, you were probably being delusional right now— of course Logan's trying to kill you!!

you could hear the faint sounds of bodies thudding against other people as if they were thrown or pushed. but no screams, just grunts. the loudness of the approaching footsteps came to a halt in front of the counter.

you cover your cries as best as you can with your palms and with Logan's hidden weapon still pointed at you. you could so easily whack it away or dodge it. but you stop once you hear the most grotesque voice ever, the result of what sounded like flesh tearing apart and bones reconstructing.

"where... are... they.....?"

you are faced with two decisions:

scream for help and get shot in the head by Logan

scream for help and face whatever the fuck is out there

either way, you don't get to choose. because the stress of the situation is beginning to overwhelm you and soon your whimpers slip out a little. small enough to not be heard from in front of the counter, but big enough for whoever is on top of you— and that someone happened to be the psychopathic bartender.

you freeze.

but your strength alone is not enough to hold back against the veiny hands that grab the back of your hair and push you against the bulge of the man standing in front of you.

you push and thrash over his grasp, but your actions only lead to him digging the lower parts of your face further into his crotch. WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING??? IS HE TRYING TO SILENCE ME WITH HIS DICK?!

and it works...

you stay silent and limp, not because of fear. but because of the absurdity of this situation and the slow growth of whatever beast is hiding under those black waiter pants.

the heat of your muffled breath against his privates collects in your face, it's getting too much but you hold yourself together. your hands that were once pushing him off now lay on the top of his hardened thighs.

Logan shares a couple words with the old man before pointing him elsewhere. you catch a strange name falling off the old man's lips, Messiah. fuck, is this a cult? shortly afterwards, you hear the light sounds of evacuating feet. he's finally gone.

and with the speed of a middle-aged lady during black friday sales, you manage to push him off to the side and stand up across him, ready to give him a piece of your mind.

you were humiliated, violated, mentally tired and— and—

why the fuck is he blushing.

[b1gg1e]

Robert Jordan has got to be one of the most insane writers to date. He’s one of my standing favourites, simply because of three simple things that he does right that I find more modern pieces of writing struggle with.

//Spoilers for WoT

In book one, Moiraine describes how people who use the One Power without guidance—kind of “in the wild” type channellers—end up feeling very sick or getting ill afterwards, which we see with Rand after the scene where he channels the lightening in the room. But this theme is recurring. Later on, in book 8-9, Rand begins to feel sick when he channels the One Power, the sickness and the power becoming combined like Moiraine said it would. She said Aes Sedai don’t get this sickness because they’re trained to handle the power safely. This is reinforced with Rand from book 12-14 when he and Lews Therin become one person. Lews Therin who, mind you, was a trained male Aes Sedai who could safely handle the One Power. Rand no longer feels that sickness from that point onwards.

Perrin, Mat, and Rand’s character arcs are written very well. The gradual change into the people they are by the end of the series. Anyone who has gone from book 14 back to book 1, there is an obvious transition. Mat, who was originally a big prankster, still has that joking side to him at the end of the series but he also has this maturity he didn’t have before. Granted, he still pisses people off frequently, but he isn’t as childishly naïve to his antics like he had been. Perrin grows into himself. He gentle in an awkward way and, though well aware of his strength and size, he grows into it and we see him become an almost more authentically gentle and tender person because of it. He gains this deep understanding of himself. Rand’s curious by nature and that doesn’t go away, but is instead presented through different ways. His interest in learning about the Aiel, his testing of how far he can push himself, his bafflement at the way other cultures and people work. He always had the makings of a leader in him, seen in book one with Shadar Logoth when he was working out how to lead the group out, with Mat on the way to Camaelyn. Rand has always had the makings of a king, it just became more apparent.

The world building. Every single country, nation, organization, gang, army, band of robbers on the street, cluster of hills, mountains, rivers, everything feels like a part of the world itself. Often times in fictional series, things feel condensed and like the whole world is in view when you read it. Robert Jordan brought a vastness to a world that is very rare to see in modern works. It felt like a real world, with uncertainty and events happening at the same time throughout the world, even off screen things happened. It’s clear that he put thought into how things worked and how to represent them and I will forever adore the series for that.

I love Wheel of Time, guys. It’s my favourite thing ever.

[mollfie]

I was reading a really good thread by a male SA survivor about how a lot of the fan sexualisation of Astarion makes them uncomfortable, how a lot of people seem to miss the nuance of his character, things they wish had been handled better, what he liked etc. I often forget how people can be super weird about traumatised characters like Astarion. He was not telling others how to enjoy their game, just talking about their experience, but brought up some great points that gave me something to think about.

I very much focus on the hurt/comfort nonsexual aspect first. I love the dynamic of Astarion healing and working out what he wants in all aspects of his life.

I wish the game allowed for more nuance regarding that. It would have been great to be able to really encourage Astarion to heal and assure him that you're not going anywhere beyond a line or two.

But, they're also all adult characters, and I think it's disingenuous to act as if abuse survivors can't enjoy sex and have ownership over their sexuality. I also would have liked the game to explore that more and had some more in-depth interactions where Tav or whoever could assure Astarion and be more supportive.

There's a few moments, such as with the Drow Twins, where I would have liked just one or two lines addressing consent and discomfort. I would be interested to hear why the writers made some of the choices they did.

I think a lot of fans don't mean to hurt anyone's feelings. They just get caught up in the horniness of it all and are having fun. I also think a lot of people haven't finished Astarion's personal quest or played very far into the game or just don't think about it beyond them being fictional. And, it should go without saying that most people wouldn't behave the same way in real life.

Overall, I think Larian did a stellar job. Better than any other crpg I've played in recent years. Luckily, I am also very happy to fill in the gaps and head canon things I thought could be better.

I love Astarion because he is a complex character. I always like characters who are dealing with and overcoming their trauma, finding friendship/love/family, and maybe some revenge as a little treat. I like characters who are not nice. Let them be messy and awful and human. My favourite thing is when someone is terrible but trying to do better, and they are still loved even at their worst.

The way some people act about Neil Newbon, though, does weird me out. He has also mentioned how some elements hit close to home for him, and he drew on that for Astarion's characterisation while voice acting and working with the writers. He doesn't seem all that bothered by how people act, and he plays into the Astarion bit online and on streams. I just find some comments and content to be super out of pocket.

This is such a messy post. Just some rambling thoughts. Anyway, it was a good thread. I just have a lot of feelings. I could expand on this even further, but this post is long enough already.

[castielmoriarty]

I'm very intrigued by Mackaron at this point because... idk, the fact that the word jealousy came up between Charity and Mack, her calling his and Aaron's relationship a bromance, and the way he seemed defensive about it. the way he really seems to have a slightly too personal issue with John. and I simply can't forget/ignore the way Mack flirted constantly with Aaron before he got together with Charity, and how their dynamic is far from a "normal" platonic male friendship, the way flirtatious comments are still a big part of their banter. also the scene at Aaron's flat really made me go eyes emoji for the first half before I disappointedly realized what was going on, because I've always imagined that if feelings got revealed between them, it would be in Aaron's flat and in the context of Mack seeming jealous of someone. Aaron joking like "are you jealous?" similarly to how Mack joked with Charity, and then Mack not really being amused. but as always I'm torn because Charity is my favourite female character and lately Mackity have been less boring again, so idk. very torn between the two ships. also torn because Ed lacks in close male friendships, and I do love those types of male friendships in fiction overall, i.e. bromances. it's just that platonic male friendships usually don't include a lot of intense flirting.

[shalotttower]

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[laufire]

march reading meme!

BOOKS

A Study in Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyle. Letters from Watson sent this from January to March, alongside a couple of other shorts ("The Field Bazaar" and "The Man with the Watches"). An interesting thing about it is that Sherlock was portrayed as somewhat bitter on the issue of credit (he does all the work, subpar investigators take underserved glory), while he's usually, in both ACD's later works and adaptations, portrayed as ~above such feelings. "The Field Bazaar" was interesting in that, in describing why Watson is a good "foil" for Sherlock's smarts in the books, actually illuminates why I think the smart investigator/fumbling idiot dynamic just. Fucking sucks for me lol. I don't get a kick out of it, I much prefer when they pair two investigator of different talents and portray those as both interesting and helpful in their investigations.

Investigating Lois Lane: The Turbulent History of the Daily Planet's Ace Reporter by Tim Hanley. Amazing read. It takes you through the history of the character, often looking at it through the lense of real-life issues and movements, getting into the different eras, adaptations, etc. It's giving me a lot to think about, both within the dc fandom and outside it.

Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri. This one I also read in substack newsletters, going for about a year, the last one being sent in March. It was a reread, and I maintain it's a book everyone should at least try to read. Inferno is by far my favourite part (the theology lessons in Paradise grate on me, in comparison).

Batman: The Ultimate Evil by Andrew Vachss. This book was written by a crime fiction author and attorney that specialices in representing children and in child abuse cases, who was approached by DC to write a book featuring Batman facing child sex trafficking. In the book, Bruce ends up discovering that his mother, Martha Wayne, was a sociologist who was investigating a child molester ring, and that's what caused their deaths. That's what caught my eye first, because really, how many canons give any weight and importance to Martha? If they opt to make the Wayne murders a conspiracy, it's always about Thomas's actions. I also appreciated that, even though the author clearly had to follow some dc-mandated lines (fictional country, individual villain), he practically hits you with a hammer when it comes to dispel a lot of the myths we have about child molesters and how they operate, specifically to challenge those dc-mandated lines. I wish we'd seen more of the social worker character, but I liked her as it was.

Snow Country by Yasunari Kawabata. I picked this novella exclusively for vibes and not plot, and it's what it gave me. It's also made me think a lot about how men see women, and how through their eyes our selves are twisted. Komako and Yoko are fascinating characters in part for how inescrutable the male lead finds them and how he might be misunderstanding them. There's so, so much hinted under the surface, about their persons and about their relationship.

The Lady Astronaut of Mars by Mary Robinette Kowal. Short novelette I picked on a whim. A 60+ yo astronaut is offered a chance to travel to space again, her dream come true. She has to choose between taking it, or staying with her ailing husband, who has little time left. The story apparently later expanded on some novels/prequels, I might pick them up.

COMICS

Secret Origins 80-Page Giant. I picked this one up for Steph's story (I'm going through her comic arcs), but ended up reading all the others. It's cemented my desire to pick up the Young Justice comics. These teens are sooooo chaotic and fun lmao, all of them (back then) with such weird and interesting backstories.

Lois Lane (1986). A two-part issue that shows Lois getting in deep in an investigation about child abductions. It's gets gruesome and heavy at times, but it's a great read, specially for her character. It shows Lois at a moment that the mainline comics seem to have ignored (she missed out on a great professional opportunity due to Superman), and it shows how obsessive she gets and how that is what makes her a great investigator and reporter. I also liked the glimpse at the dynamic between her and her sister Lucy there, how dismissive Lois was of Lucy's stewardess' job, for example.

DC First: Batgirl/Joker. I don't like it as much as the early-Batgirl (2000) run but it's kind of on that vein. Barbara tells Cass about her first encounter with the Joker, and Cass is determined to prove herself against him. I loved the art as well (very different than in the cover).

[simplegenius042]

OC(s) interviews

Wasn't tagged but was invited by @onehornedbeast in an open tag.

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @shallow-gravy @carlosoliveiraa @strangefable @voidika @g0dspeeed @strafethesesinners @adelaidedrubman @thewanderer-000 @josephslittledeputy @vampireninjabunnies-blog @neverthesameneveranother @derelictheretic @deputyash @purplehairsecretlair @ec-10 @gaeadene @henbased @inafieldofdaisies @inthewinedarksea @jacobmybeloved @ladyoriza @minilev @wrathfulrook @direwombat @cassietrn @chazz-anova @nightbloodbix @softtidesworld @snake-in-the-garden @corvosattano and @trashcatsnark + anyone else who would like to join in (or just read this as I am under the impression I'm a bit late)

Got three characters ready to roll out. My very late WIP post is also almost complete, but that will come at a later time... and maybe something else.

Calvin Dearing (The Untitledverse, Original Works (& Various Fandoms))

Name: Calvin Dearing

Nicknames(s): Cal, Carl. (More TBA).

Gender: Male.

Star Sign: Cancer.

Height: Around 5ft 6inch.

Orientation: Demisexual.

Nationality/Ethnicity: African-American.

Fave Fruit: PLUMS. Don't go near this man while he's having plums, he will not share and is prepared to debate or fight anyone who wants one depending on his mood.

Fave Season: Autumn.

Fave Flower: Honeysuckle.

Fave Scent: Honestly? The smell of books or the wood in studios. Brings back good memories to when he was alive.

Coffee, Tea, or HC: Caffeine fiend, just like Joaquin. Trying to replace coffee with tea.

Average Hours of Sleep: Used to be like 5 or 6. Since having died, he doesn't need sleep but does rest/meditate like 3 or 4 hours, maybe less, to conserve energy.

Dog or Cat Person: Probably a cat, but would prefer to keep something "simple" alive... like a fish.

Dream Trip: This man wanted to visit Australia, Germany, Japan and Sweden when he was alive but money was severely limited since Terrance Carmine was a greedy bastard. Being a Dream Spirit he has to deal with multiversal travel which is free but way more dangerous than simple traveling would have been.

Favourite Fictional Character: Mickey Mouse.

Number of Blankets They Sleep With: One when he was alive. Now that he's dead he doesn't really feel the need for one since everything's a mess of hot and cold for no reason.

Random Fact: Calvin was one of Terrance Carmine's most loyal employees, and was even the one to insist Terrance use the opportunity of WW1 to spark popularity into their cartoons to spread propaganda to have others join the military. It was very profitable, however once the war was over, the very thing that gave meaning to the cartoons Calvin and Terrance made was no gone, and their animations irrelevant, leading to the studio bankrupting. Terrance wasn't very happy with Calvin, and invited him for one last talk before closing the studio for good.

Silva Omar (Far Cry The Silver Chronicles, Far Cry 5 + Far Cry New Dawn)

Name: Sylvester "Silva" Omar

Nickname/s: Sylvie, Silva, The Boa, The Muse, The Deputy. (More TBA).

Gender: Female (Intersex).

Star Sign: Capricorn.

Height: Around either 5ft 8inches or 5ft 9inches. She'd likely grow a little more taller from age and her father's late genetics.

Orientation: Demiromantic Lesbian.

Nationality/Ethnicity: Spanish with Arabic origins (on her egg donor's side).

Fave Fruit: The classic apple.

Fave Season: Spring.

Fave Flower: Lavender.

Fave Scent: Hot chocolate and Bliss.

Coffee, Tea or HC: Coffee, but she's moving on to tea.

Average Hours of Sleep: Very inconsistent. She has insomnia and reoccurring nightmares that keep her up/wake her up. Less than seven hours on a good night and less than five on a bad one. She does take time to rest or nap throughout the day so there's that.

Dog or Cat Person: She doesn't mind either. Before the Reaping, she'd want nothing to do with dogs, cats or any other animal because she can't really afford to keep something alive while barely functioning herself. During the Reaping she gets a dog, a cougar and a bear.

Dream Trip: Spain and anywhere in the Middle East, actually. The former because after having to repeatedly lie she was born there for majority of her life in America, she got curious about what it is actually like there, and wanted to connect connect with the culture more, without her father's input or stain on it all. The latter was mainly to connect with heritage. Unfortunately, no thanks to the Collapse, she's not going to be going to either for a long while, if at all.

Favourite Fictional Character: Frankenstein's Monster.

Number of Blankets They Sleep With: Silva sleeps with two blankets.

Random Fact: Silva despises the snow and the winter, however does enjoy breezy cold nights. Also here's a sad fact; Silva doesn't really celebrate Christmas on account that most of her family and friends are dead, she's a recluse and Christmas is her late sister's (Elsa's) birthday, which Elsa died a day or two after.

Hatsukami Hinode (Life, Despair & Monsters, Miraculous Tales of Ladybug & Chat Noir (+ Various Fandoms))

Name: Hatsukami Hinode

Nickname/s: Suka, Hats. (More TBA).

Gender: Male.

Star Sign: Aries.

Height: Hatsukami will tell you he is 5ft 4inches. Icarus' body's height is actually 5ft and 8inches.

Orientation: Hatsukami isn't really interested in those kind of stuff, unlike Icarus and Xavier.

Nationality/Ethnicity: Japanese.

Fave Fruit: Cherries.

Fave Season: Spring.

Fave Flower: Daisies.

Fave Scent: Freshly baked stuffed chocolate Croissants.

Coffee, Tea or HC: Milkshakes.

Average Hours of Sleep: 10 to 13 hours. He oversleeps.

Dog or Cat Person: Dog person.

Dream Trip: If he could, he would go around the world.

Favourite Fictional Character: Spongebob Squarepants.

Number of Blankets They Sleep With: Three. Icarus and Xavier hate it.

Random Fact: The Hinode family assumed that Hatsukami's behaviour was a result of repressed emotional growth. They had not realised that Hatsukami was one in three alters. ALSO! Hatter (the interdimensional parasite that Xavier had unknowingly ingested while fronting) credits his name in honour of Hatsukami after bonding with the young lad.

[lepoppeta]

Is there a ship or song you've been wanting to talk about? If so, share it! (I can't think of a ship other than the ones I've already asked about...)

current fandom interest would be hazbin hotel (unfortunately) so... i guess ill be talking about that.

out of all of the rarepairs ive concocted for that questionable amalgamation of a cartoon, my favourite has to be alastiel, or alstor and zestial (i saw one person refer to it as "victorianradio" but as far as i know zestial died during the rule of the tudors). i was inspired by the fact that zestial is the only male character, let alone the only person, that alastor treats with an iota of respect. zestial is so powerful and long-lived that he even makes alastor visibly nervous, which is saying something. zestial, despite his lofty rank, seems to admire alastor for his air of mystery (he calls him an "enigma", almost fondly) and alastor takes this as "quite the compliment". theyre both terribly old fashioned and i think theyd at least get along very well.

as far as songs go, ive only found one - their vibe is really hard for me to pin down because im essentially working from scratch. i dont have any prior songs that really fit them.

the song in question is valentine (laufey), and it would be from alastors point of view.

ive rejected affection for years and years, now i have it and damnit its kind of weird. he tells me im pretty, dont know how to respond. i tell him that hes pretty too - can i say that? dont have a clue.

i love the idea of alastor being the bashful party for once - in most, if not all, of his popular ships (radiostatic, radiobelle, radiohusk, radiodust) hes either got a cryptic upper hand by way of riddles and his magic, or hes dissolved into a flustered rage by a bombardment of sexual innuendo. zestial is old as the hills and patient as death and in my opinion not terribly into the whole sex thing either, so hes perfectly happy to wait until alastor stops fumbling and figures himself out.

if im to be frank, its a bit of a projection on my part too - alastor is canonically somewhere on the aroace spectrum, and i also consider myself as such, and considering a potential romance with zestial is kind of me thinking about a sort-of personal fantasy of mine and how i approach love and intimacy, both in fiction and in real life. id love to write it for the public one day, and maybe someone else who feels the same way as i do will be comforted.

[blueinkedfrost]

Villain Likeability

Some antagonists are just despised by readers who want to see them meet a painful end as soon as possible ... But others get a lot of audience sympathy and attraction.

Why? This is what I think is important.

Tragic backstory that gives some explanation for why they are the way that they are.

Villainous virtues such as perseverance, verbal wit, initiative, ingenuity, a good cause that they've taken too far, etc.

If it's a visual or audible medium, how attractive they are in person and/or how attractive their voice is. (This does not apply to written works.)

Melodrama: The extent to which their bad deeds are viewed by the audience as melodrama that's very dissimilar to the real world, such as destroying an entire galaxy or committing telepathic torture, as opposed to all too realistic bad deeds such as bullying, cheating on your spouse, abusing bureaucracy for cruel purposes, racism, Nazis, or child sexual abuse.

The fourth factor is probably the most important. If the villain's horrible behaviour feels close to real life issues you deeply care about, then you probably despise them regardless of how sexy the actor is. If the villain's horrible behaviour feels more fictional and melodramatic to you, then you can enjoy watching them cackle and threaten from a safe distance.

So by this standard, here is the least attractive villain possible: A spiteful, petty, and lazy person who lives a normal suburban life, is played to look unattractive, and makes their neighbours' lives as miserable as possible by bullying them in their role with the Home Owners' Association.

Now here is the most attractive villain possible: Angsty backstory where their horrible family sold them into slavery, very witty and creative, played by a good looking actor, and commits stylish murders using weird gravity-related superpowers.

Why do these tropes work?

Tragic backstory: Angst turns the story wheels around! From Cinderella and probably even earlier, stories where horrible things happen to a character cause us to root for them. Humans like underdogs and stories about characters overcoming bad things.

Villainous virtues: If they have some admirable traits mixed with the badness, that's fun to read. Witty or entertaining characters amuse us, while competence alone at being a dangerous or threatening villain is attractive.

Attraction: As simple as whether the audience generally finds them attractive, or not. This can be closely related to demographics and bias. In Western fandom, the stereotypical fan is an educated white woman who's attracted to men. So even if a female antagonist has a tragic backstory, high wit and charisma, and attacks people with her clever musical magic, female fans might not like her as much as her attractive male counterpart. Similarly, fandom is often criticised for poor attitudes towards characters of colour and it's easy to think bigotry in our society has something to do with this.

Melodrama: Also varies by the individual. Your personal experiences won't ever be the same as another person's, so your fun melodramatic villain might remind someone else of their real life high school bully. Medium and setting make a difference. Villains who are literally cartoons in a science fiction universe will be taken less seriously than villains in a live action story in a contemporary mundane setting. Visceral impact of the character's misdeeds also has a role: a villain who brutally tortured and killed a beloved favourite in explicit detail is less likeable than a villain who killed thousands of random unnamed characters in a brief sentence, even though 'likeability of victim' is not how we (should) judge crimes in real life.

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A new toy chapter 2

Read chapter 1 here

 Summary:-

This fictional piece was, inspired my lovely friend @melodygatesauthor and her character FO Poe on Ai.com, link below. The reader is an engineering tech and has been picked to be the supreme leaders' favourite piliots "new toy." This will be my first character fic. I hope you enjoy, feedback, and reblogs welcome. If you want tagged, please let me know.

This is chapter 2, and it features Smut. Yay, there's no sex yet, sorry. But there male receiving oral, male maturation, face fucking and cum play. There's mentioning of choking and skin branding. Mentions of the female body being caressing an nipple play.

Warnings ⚠️ Under 18s DNI

There's mentioning of choking and skin branding. Mature sexual themes. Mentions of Dominance on Poes part.

Word count:- 1842

Poe grabs your hips tightly as he takes a deep breath, gently biting your ear as he whispers “I’m going to be very demanding and very hard on you” Smirking “is that, something that..... you can handle?”

 You smirk back, trying to match his energy “is that a promise, Poe?

 Grinning back at your reply to him. “You want to test me? You are a naughty little pet aren’t you? Show me how far you're willing to go to please me!”

 You Don’t verbally answer him. Instead, you are taking his large hand you put in on your throat. You moan softly when he squeezebox and smirks as you moan, leaning down to kiss you roughly. “such a good girl for me”

 His gaze turns into a look of care as he kisses your cheek. “what’s your limits, my dear?.”

 “No pain for pains sake.”  You gaze hopefully into his sparking chocolate eye’s.

 Gently caressing your cheek. “I understand. I respect that” kissing your cheek “what about pleasure for pleasures sake? Can you handle that?”

 “Yes Poe. I can handle that” a feeling of safety and comfort wash over you as you believe him.

 But suddenly, his gaze was cold and intensive as he stared into your soul. “Prove it Y/N” He smiles wickedly as he walks away to get the black box he brought in earlier, lifting the box running his fingers along its lid.

 “How Sir. How do you want me to prove it?” You feel the pit of your stomach fall as you stare wide-eyed at Poe.

 “STRIP RIGHT NOW. Show me your beautiful body” he runs his hand through his ebony curls with a look of lust in his eyes.

 You start unbuttoning your uniform. “Yes sir” your uniform isn’t the most attractive thing in the universe to wear, but you quickly remove it without fumbling about. You finally remove your underwear and stand naked in front of Poe. He was a look you can’t quite figure out. But he is glued to you admiring your body in front of him.

 “Stunning” A look of awe shows on his features as he walks up close to you. He gently starts caressing you shoulders as you shudder with his touch. His hands move lower, caressing your body, stopping to cup your breasts, and he pinches your nipples hard as you whimper.

 Poe smiles at your reaction to his touches. He leaves a caressing trail down your stomach and proceeds to rub his fingers over your mound and just as your hoping to feel him touch you intimately, He with draws his hand with a smirk much to you and your throbbing clit’s disappointment.

 His erection is visibly straining against his black trousers.

 “I have a question. Are you ready to be mine and no one else’s, forever and always?” He smiles at you.

 You know this is it. This is your future now. You are his, and if you are satisfied and keep him happy. Your future will be good and happy. “yes sir. I belong to you and you only, sir.” You smile happily back at him.

 Poe nods with another smile on his handsome face. “Good Girl” moving closer and kissing you passionately. He pulls back, looking you dead in the eyes “If anyone asks questions about the relationship between you and I, what do you say?”

 You smile confidently back at him. “I belong to commander Dameron, sir.”

 Nodding his head as his shiny ebony curls bounce. “Good girl. You belong to me, and me only  you’ll do anything for me. Do you understand?”

 “Yes sir. I understand completely” breathing heavily as you watch Poe bring the black box over to you.

 He leans in whispering. “Good. Because after tonight, there will be no turning back. You understand that, right?” his hand caresses your neck. “But I can tell you want this, right?”

 “Ye......Yes sir. I need you. I crave you, sir.” Whimpering at his caresses. Smirking “That’s my good girl. Now on your knees and serve me”

 Dropping to your knees, you look up at him in a mixture of excitement and nerves dancing in your stomach as to what Poe is going to do to you.

 Running his hand through your hair, gently pulling as he does. “Promise me you’ll never abandon me. You’ll never turn against me. Never make me question your loyalty to me, my dear?” his other hand caresses you cheek.

 You see and sense his vulnerability as he says this. “I promise you that I will be loyal and will never abandon you no matter what.” You gaze up at him, smiling happily full of love for him.

 He leans down gently, kissing your soft lips it’s a kiss full of affection and love. “Then you’ll never know a day of pain in your life from me. I promise you that Y/N I will make you happy, and I will keep you safe. I won’t let anyone hurt you when I’m around. I’ll make sure you get all you’ll ever hope for. I am your master, your protector, and your lover. Now say it. Say yes master.”

 Smiling up at his soft but intense gaze “Yes master”

 “Good girl. Just so you know, in advance, this isn’t going to be like anything you’ve experienced before, my dear. I’m not like other men. I’m a lot.......Rougher. A lot more demanding. Is that OK, my dear?”

 “Yes master, I trust you completely.” Your eyes never leave his face.

 “Good girl. You will obey. You will do as I say. Wear what I want you to wear. You will go where I go. Your body, mind, heart, and soul belong to me. Understand?” He looks at you lovingly as he continues to caress your cheek.

 With a soft whimper, looking up at him with love. “Yes master. I understand. I know you’ll take excellent care of me.”

 “My good girl. Now I will make you mine now.” Poe opens the black box revealing a small branding device. You can see the intricate design of his P.D. initials. Are you ready to be eternally connected to me?

 “Yes master. I’m yours” You watch as Poe heats the device up, and you watch with slight fear as the initials start to glow bright orange. Your voice quivers as you try to speak “will it hurt?”

 “A slight sting, my dear. But I’m here with you. Are you ready, my dear?” He brushes your hair away from your neck. “Yes master. I’m ready. Ca... can I hold onto you, please?”

 “Yes my dear, of course you may” he kisses the top of your head as you grip onto Poe’s calf tightly. The branding device stings and burns, and the smell of burnt flesh fills your nostrils as tears roll down your cheeks with a soft whimper.

 Poe brands your neck behind your right ear. After he finishes branding and making you his, he sprays bacta spray on the wound to heal it. You still kneel in front of Poe as he cleans the device, putting in back in the box when he’s done.

 He turns to you, wiping your tears away. “Do you our eternal connection, my dear?” You can only whimper out a quiet “Yes master” Your breathing starts to steady as Poe caresses your cheek as he leans down, kissing you passionately whispering against your lips “You took that so well. You’re my good girl.”

 Poe starts unbuckling his leather belt and then unbuttoning his black trousers. They fall down, pooling around his ankles, exposing his muscular legs. You can see his erection jutting out against his boxers. Your mouth starts salivating, and you unconsciously rub your thighs together for some friction.

 In a commanding voice “show me how much you want to please me!” You crawl the small distance between you both. You rest your weight on your knees and calf’s. As you hook your fingers around the waist band of his boxers pulling them down as his hard cock springs free, pre cum dripping as it bounces against his toned stomach.

 You lick your lips and bite your bottom lip at the scene in front of you. You start massaging his thighs as your plush lips kiss the tip of his hard cock. You both moan at the same time., you taste him, its a sweet salty taste. You start sucking and lacking around the head as you hand pumps his shaft occasionally twisting your hand around as you pump. Poe grabs your hair pulling tightly as the most beautiful moans escape his parted lips and tightly closed eyes.

 “Such a good girl. My good girl. That’s it, my dear. Suck my cock, Your little mouth looks so pretty around my big cock” moaning holding onto to you tighter.

 You take more of his cock in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down his hard shaft. Sucking harder, you gag slightly as his cock hits the back of your throat as Poe starts fucking your mouth with hard thrusts.

 “So good for me. My good girl. You are mine and no one else’s. No man will ever satisfy you like me.” Poe thrusts his cock in your mouth faster. You can feel the veins pulse and his cock throb, you suck harder as you feel like his cock is branding your mouth as drool runs down your chin. Poe feels is orgasm coming on him as he starts grunting as well as moaning.

 He pulls his cock out your mouth with an audible pop. Still pulling your hair, he pulls your hair to the side with it. He puts his hand around his cock and starts pumping hard, the purple head swollen and throbbing. Hi pumps his cock a few more times grunting as he cums over the branding mark with a load moan. You feel his hot cum on your skin.

 He owns you. You’re his. Poe breathes heavily as the let’s your hair go. You whimper as you feel his fingers rubbing his cum into his mark. “Mine” He growls. Looking at you in pure lust.

 “Open” moving his cum covered fingers to your lips, you greedily accept them sucking them clean. You lean forward and start gently sucking and liking his cum covered cock clean as he softly whimpers.

 He pulls his soft cock free from you lips. Smiling lovingly at you. He leans down kissing you passionately and he let’s a soft moan as he tastes himself on your tongue.

 “You Y/N are my one and only forever. My little pet. Now let me show you my devotion to you.” Poe begins removing the rest of his clothes, showing his strong and toned physique. He leans down and picks you up and carries you through to your new bed.

 As Poe lays you down on his bed, he thinks to himself “You’re just a toy. A little toy, I like to play with. But I think I’m starting to love you now.”

 

To be continued..........

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Congratulations on 500!!! I only recently got into wind breaker (July), and you were one of the first blogs I followed!!!

If it's still open, I'd like to do the matchups, but if not, then please just accept my sincere congratulations on the milestone! And thank you for letting us read what you write 😊

About me:

My pronouns are she/her. I find it hard to describe my personality since I tend to mirror the energy and demeanor of the people around me. I'm not sure it's particularly legitimate, but my mbti is INFJ-A (though the feeling/thinking split is close to 50/50). My big five results are: high neuroticism (though I don't believe I have a tendency to show this outwardly), low-medium extraversion, high openness, high agreeableness, and high conscientiousness. (If you haven't done it, I believe it is more scientifically sound, and it's quite fun! My results in graph form and the test itself can be found: https://bigfive-test.com/result/66b8c2752eba3fccae9fa8d0). At university I studied Physics and Philosophy, which I'm very proud of, but the imposter syndrome is persistent. I like reading and learning (currently reading Butter and A Very Short Introduction to Organic Chemistry), cooking/baking, and have tried lots of things but gravitate to things I can do at my own pace, and in a peaceful environment, prioritising process and precision (e.g., yoga, pole dancing, tai chi). I like singing and dancing (I dream of a partner who will do these with me). I am passionate about trying to do something that makes a difference (though, figuring out what exactly, and how, is proving to be a challenge). I can be stubborn, curt, harsh, and guarded/reserved, but am supposedly very soft on the inside (my older sister describes me as a sea urchin). I'm very playful and teasing (I worry that I can occasionally get a bit too mean with this) and a bit silly, but also have been described as serious, attentive, and caring. I am very short (in the words of Sabrina Carpenter, "five feet to be exact"), and Filipino/British, though I wish I knew more about Filipino culture. I drink wine and cocktails. Aesthetically, I have long dark hair, a similar beauty mark to kiyoko from HQ, and dress like Gillian Anderson in her autocomplete interview (but with simple pearl jewelry instead of her cute choker). Foibles-wise, I am comically bad at video games and opening letters without destroying the envelope. For serious ones, I am always worried that I am not good enough and not capable or knowledgeable enough but also that I think too highly of myself, and that I lack sufficient control over uncomfortable emotions.

Fandoms:

I am most familiar with wind breaker, haikyuu, so I would be more than happy with a match from those (but I also like blue lock).

My favourite tropes:

I'm not sure what counts as a trope, if I'm perfectly honest, but I think slow burn, hurt/comfort, fake dating, enemies to lovers.

As far as types go:

I like characters that are generally on the taller side, though anyone 20cm taller than me or more hahaha. I like when men are not threatened by things considered "feminine" (like earrings, skincare, girly pop music, or wearing pink to Barbenheimer). It's difficult because basically all of the non-villain fictional guys are this, but someone thoughtful, understanding, open-minded, who would want to put in effort, and who can be a bit silly. Other than that, I tend to be drawn to the characters that I can see myself in or the ones that are kind of completely the opposite (himbos, or the Kaiser-type hahahaha). I would prefer a male match, if you can think of one that would fit.

Favourites:

In haikyuu my favourites are atsumu, akaashi, bokuto, kuroo, kageyama, and Kita. (Suga and hinata are also up there). In wind breaker, honestly they're all so precious but if I have to pick it'd be umemiya, suo, and kaji. In blue lock I like reo and kaiser.

Icks:

No one from KEEL or Noroshi please (that really is it; I do like endo but I couldn't dare get between him and Chika, it'd be at my own peril).

I hope that wasn't too much, and if it is or if you're not doing matchups, or if you simply don't want to slog through all that, then please skip and just accept another congratulations!!! 🎉 💕

Stop anon!! I’ll cry, hearing I was one of the first blogs you followed makes my heart MELT. Thank you for sticking around and enjoying my stuff it means so much!! (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ

I match you up with Ren Kaji from Windbreaker!

⤜♡→ I feel like Kaji needs someone closer to matching himself in personality. Your personality fits in so well with his own, your shared interests and preferences were what drew him to you. A friendship eventually blossoming into a relationship just seemed so natural for you both.

⤜♡→ Your love for singing and dancing is something so appreciated by Kaji. His own love for music and his use of it as a calming tool, he (with your permission) would ask you to record yourself singing for him to listen to in your absence. Your voice giving him more comfort than any melody ever could.

⤜♡→ Your interest in cooking and baking is greatly appreciated by Kaji. He realized he was in love with you when you made him his own lollipops for the first time. (He was ready to get down on one knee already.)

Kaji didn’t know he had gotten himself into this predicament. At first he just wanted to get Kusumi and Hiragi off his back, the two of them badgering him about exploring romance. Just wanting to see their friend happy and not so closed off and alone all the time. Similarly, Tsubaki had been pestering you about the same. You two had kept in contact since your Furin days the both of you getting along through similar interests and personalities. You both were often seen as harsh and reserved. The both of you had found solace in each other back then, eventually developing a friendship. Your love for singing and dancing aligning with his love for music. He was one of the few people you had graced with your talents back then. So when you were complaining about Tsubaki’s persistence in “outing yourself out there”. He also confided in you about his own friend’s antics to get him in a relationship. So the both of you decided to kill two birds with one stone. You both would pretend to date each other and get your friend’s off your backs.

The idea had seemed foolproof at first. The both of you enjoyed each other’s company, were in the same friend circle, and wouldn’t push the other further than the other was prepared for. But somewhere along the line, the lines drawn in the sand got blurred. Kaji would catch himself carrying the facade over into your time alone. Holding your hand, holding you in his arms, pressing tender kisses to your temple or the top of your head. Both of you always brushed these moments off as force of habits from being with your friends earlier that day. But what Kaji couldn’t brush off was the racing of his heart in his chest. The itch to have you in his arms whenever you were near. The urge to finally press his lips against your own, growing weary of only feeling your hair, or your temple, or your cheek. So one night as he arrived to your apartment he leaned down, popping the lollipop from between his lips to lean down and press a kiss against yours. The both of you had long melted into the kiss before what was occurring hit you both like a freight train.

You were the first to pull away, resisting the urge to slip back into the embrace when Kaji chased your lips for a moment. His own eyes snap open, an apology on his lips as he slams the sucker back into his mouth. He looked ready to run, ready to retreat into his apartment, before hearing him murmur a “fuck it” under his breath. Before you could blink his lips were on yours once more. Pulling away only after you both were desperate to replenish the air in your lungs. He looks at you, his eyes intense. “I love you, these past months made me realize we work so well together, recently this wasn’t fake anymore. Not to me and if you don’t feel the same that’s okay I just needed to let you kn-“ His words were cut off as you initiated the kiss this time. Your actions speaking louder than any words ever could. He was just grateful that he would finally be able to call you his and it not be a lie.

Extra: Kusumi smirked when Kaji came clean to him on the phone later that night, telling him he “had no clue, but was happy for him regardless”. He’d definitely have to thank Tsubaki for his pestering of you like he had asked, knowing the both of you would start fake-dating only to fail miserably. But hey, you two didn’t need to know that.

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Yep. If they’re really doing that Harry Potter HBO series, they really do need to fix this Ron. The amount of times I’ve had to defend Ron as a very loveable and well written character to fans that have ONLY seen the movies…. Countless times. It was actually exhausting.

His characterisation, representation and development IN THE BOOKS is phenomenal and speaks a lot to why he is one of my favourite fictional characters ever.

In the movies. He was basically Joxer or Xander.

And I mean… I like those characters too but it was clear they were undermining them deliberately to give the HOUSE POINTS to Xena/Gabrielle and Buffy/Willow. And they do the exact same with Ron in that pretty much ALL of what makes him a LOVEABLE and RELATABLE character in the books is given to either Harry or Hermione in the movies to make them look better than they actually were. I mean they’re great characters on their own in the books - don’t get me wrong. But Ron was always my favourite character in the books and my least favourite in the movies. They really did dumb him down to make the other two in the trio smart or heroic or useful and him just idiotic with a mean streak every now and again just for kicks.

So yeah, I think as far as this goes, a fix is overdue. Even if this is the only thing they change. That’s fine. Because Ron was shafted like crazy in the movies compared to the characterisation he got in the books.

In fact he was so well written in the books that he is probably my favourite male fictional character of all-time. Out of any art/entertainment format ever.

Rowling just wrote this wonderfully dynamic male character that you would rarely ever see on TV. And I guess the movie Ron only proves that statement true. Honestly, people need to read books more over just watching TV shows/films or playing video games because books can afford real depth of characterisation because there’s not as many limitations and restrictions as there is in visual media. It’s a format that’s so assessable and versatile that character-focus as well as plot-focus is delivered. You don’t get that with TV shows and film. Especially now.

But yeah, Rowling’s Ron is an incredible character. And I have high standards when it comes to characterisation so that just tells you everything. So I hope HBO delivers us the Ron that should have been which will hopefully by extension fix Ronmione too.

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It’s Complicated, My Darling: Character Introductions

Of course, we all know who our beloved Nick Folio is but in this universe, he is not the drummer of bad omens; Folio is a detective in 1941. Besides Folio, every character in this story is entirely fictional, so when you see mentions of his “family” in this story, they are NOT his real family. There will be quite a lot of names mentioned and new characters will be introduced throughout, so I thought I’d make a character profile for each of them. I will make another one as the story progresses but for now, meet the characters of “It’s Complicated, My Darling” so far!

(for ages, note that the story is currently taking place in May of 1941)

Main Male Character

Name: Nicholas John Folio / Nick

Age: 25

Birthday: 17/07/1915

Birthplace: Maryland, USA

Occupation: Lead Detective

Started as a Police officer at age 18 and worked for 6 years until the beginning of the war

He was relocated to NYC to help with the war effort

Enlisted in the Army at the beginning of the war but was discharged in June of 1940 due to a back injury

He then returned to work where he was promoted to lead detective

Enjoys fishing

Has a 1936 Harley-Davidson EL Knucklehead

Family is currently unknown (fictional)

Main Female Character

Name: Ada Marie Chapman

Age: 23

Birthday: 21/03/1918

Birthplace: Brighton, England

Occupation: Undercover Secretary / Operative

Moved to London and worked as a secretary in England in 1940 and was made an operative after she discovered a traitor among her colleagues, previous workplace is unknown

Partner agency in NYC so she was chosen and relocated to NYC

Enjoys knitting, bird spotting and walks on Brighton pier

Hates seagulls

Has 2 sisters & a brother

Side Characters

Name: Logan Chapman

Age: 52

Birthday: January 1889

Birthplace: Brixton, England

Relation: Ada’s farther

Slim build, Grey hair, glasses, always wears a suit

Birthday unknown

Orphaned mother died giving birth and father sent him away

Siblings unknown

Met his wife in 1917 when he moved to Brighton during the war, discharged from injury

Served in WWI 

Name: Mary Chapman

Age: 40, deceased

Birthday: 24/07/1899

Birthplace: Brighton, England

Relation: Ada’s mother

Came from a middle-class family

Met Logan in Brighton when he came into her family-owned tailor shop

Married Logan within 6 months 

Had 4 children: Ada, Denis, Peggy and Agnes

Enjoyed taking them to the pier in the summer and buying them ice cream

Died in March 1940 evacuating to Canada with one of her daughters Agnes, ship sunk

Name: Denis Chapman

Age: 19

Birthday: 16/12/1921

Birthplace: Brighton, England

Relation: Ada’s younger brother

Only boy amongst siblings

Always caused trouble at school

Worked in his grandfather’s tailor shop for a year before the war

Enlisted at aged 17

Wrote home as frequently as he could

Declared MIA in July of 1940

Name: Peggy-Anne Chapman

Age: 9

Birthday: 28/06/1931

Birthplace: Brighton, England

Relation: Ada’s younger sister

Second to youngest sibling

Goes by Peggy or ‘pegs’

Loves dresses and dolls

Favourite activity is running down the pier scaring the seagulls

Used to love playing with her friends and little sister in the fields during the summer

Very stubborn

Name: Agnes Chapman

Age: 5, deceased

Birthday: 13/06/1935

Birthplace: Brighton, England

Relation: Ada’s youngest sister

Evacuated to Canada with her mother but the ship sunk

Died just 3 months before her 6th birthday

Loved making daisy chains with Ada and singing Ring ‘O’ Roses with Peggy in the fields

Favourite toy was a teddy bear made by her mother for her 3rd birthday

Name: John Hughes

Age: 58

Birthday: 11/02/1883

Birthplace: London, England

Occupation: Head of operative agency, Ada’s boss

Made head of agency during WWI

Bit of an arsehole

Misogynist

Never fought on the front lines but likes to brag as if he did

Wife left him, no children

Name: Alfred Goodwin

Age: 60

Birthday: 03/01/1881

Birthplace: NYC, America

Occupation: Head of England’s partner operative agency in NYC

Also a misogynist, just american

Arrogant

Has a wife and twin girls, always berating them because he wanted boys

A dick but he’s good at his job

Name: Michael Brewer

Age: 56

Birthday: 13/01/1885

Birthplace: NYC, America

Occupation: Captain of 13th Precinct

Fairly diplomatic, just bossy

Big ego

Never has a suit that fits

Fired 5 secretaries in the past 4 months because they “weren't young enough”

Married but is cheating on his wife with his neighbour 

5 children but hardly sees them

More will be introduced later in the story, but that's all for now!

series master list

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tagged by @softtidesworld

I have many OCs but since I was tagged by a Far Cry/Fallout mutual I will do... the main Far Cry/Fallout OC! and also his brother, for funsies.

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name: Noah Marten Kingfisher

nickname: I don't think he has any, unless his sister has given him one that I don't yet know about

gender: inapplicable but most people regard him as male and he's fine with that reading

star sign: I haven't done natal charts for any OCs, unfortunately

height: somewhere in the vicinity of five feet, eight inches, I imagine

orientation: yes

nationality/ethnicity: USAmerican by citizenship, an African-diasporic mishmash by heritage

fave fruit: according to Preston, "cherry Nuka-Cola is NOT a fruit" 🙄🙄 but he is rather fond of berries (all kinds) and mango

fave season: autumn

fave flower: good question (he has a whole sunflower Theme going on but I don't know that that's actually his favourite flower! that motif is more about symbolism than actual preference)

fave scent: [orc voice] man flesh

coffee, tea or hc: cocoa all day

average hours of sleep: I... lmao man idk

dog or cat person: dog

dream trip: hmm

favorite fictional character: this is actually an excellent prompt but aside from knowing that Noah is a frequent comic book enjoyer I couldn't actually tell you what his favourite characters would be

number of blankets they sleep with: all of them

random fact: Noah is a CIT alum and would later (much, much later, lmao) return to that very same campus to eventually become Director of the Institute!

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name: Gabriel

nickname: you don't give Gabriel nicknames. you just don't. he does take an epithet quite gracefully, though. "the Revelator" is a particular one that gets its fair share of hushed whispers throughout the Wasteland

gender: inapplicable but most people regard him as male and he's fine with that reading

star sign: [see above]

height: *waves hand around the "five feet, four inches" area*

orientation: aroace, we surmise. but we think this is mainly a result of severe trauma as opposed to being a neutral lack of attraction

nationality/ethnicity: I imagine nations don't really exist in the same way post-war, so I couldn't tell you. he's simply a Wanderer. I'm also not sure how to square ethnicity in a setting like that. he's Black, though. regardless.

fave fruit: [Ulysses voice: ''Dandy Boy Apples are NOT fruit. they are a mockery, a--"] [*immediately mutes ED-E*] dandy boy apples :)

fave season: it's all the same to him

fave flower: I think if given the space to really consider it, he'd like dandelions

fave scent: if the entire Mad Max franchise had a smell, that'd be it. Gabriel probably should have been a Mad Max character, honestly. he'd say so, at least

coffee, tea or hc: black coffee enjoyer

average hours of sleep: Gabriel doesn't sleep, he dreams /truedetective

dog or cat person: no

dream trip: anywhere off this blasted rock

favorite fictional character: *puts a pin in this one*

number of blankets they sleep with: also all of them. but it's because Ulysses has piled all of them on top of him

random fact: you wouldn't think so, but Gabriel got on like gangbusters with the kids from Little Lamplight. they fucking love him