#lets find larry player

[squibbledawg]

when the gay when

when

[crraghhuvu]

🇺🇸-I hope no one minds that my friend and I (I tagged her below the text) did the voice acting for one of the art @squibbledawg hehe!!

The player was voiced by-@senseykoro-228

Well, as it is already clear that “Larry” was voiced by me!!:'D

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🇷🇺-Что ж,надеюсь никто не против что я с подругой (я отметила её ниже текста) сделали озвучку одного из арта @squibbledawg хехе!!

Игрока озвучила-@senseykoro-228

Ну и как уже понятно что "Ларри" озвучила я!!:'D

[5m0ld3r]

*coughs up more art of Larry* hi :>

[doodlenoodleboi]

Sally face head cannons

Authors note: If you don’t specify I’m gonna pick for you most of the time it’s gonna be headcanons, they tend to be easier and quicker to write.

TW: Not professional, might have misspellings and improper grammar, I just do this for fun. Nsfw, mentions of drugs, stoner Larry, Larry is 2 years older then Sal, some non accurate writing I haven’t watched or played Sally face in years but remember the general plot. Btw when this wrote Sal is 17-19

SFW

◦ Sal doesn’t have the best relationship with his father.

◦ Sal tends to get misgendered a lot to the point he doesn’t even correct people he couldn’t care less anyways and hates unnecessary confrontation.

◦ Sal keeps his glass eye on his bedside table and one nice he actually drunk out of the cup.

◦ Sal isn’t the best at saving money when it comes to video games. He doesn’t spend his money on much In high school besides games for his game boy and other systems.

◦ Sal loves rock music and listens to music whenever he can, he owns an old stereo along with a walk man and mp3 player. (Keep in mind his teen years are in the 90’s)

◦ Along with his hair Sal also ventured in make up in skincare.

◦ Because half of his face being disfigured he tried his best to at least look normal with make up and help it heal better with skincare.

◦ Sal has the worst split ends and uneven layers because he never actually had his hair cut properly he always has done it himself.

◦ Sal is rather geeky when it comes down to it, owning as much technology as he could by in the 90’s.

◦ Sal is most comfortable showing his face to Larry among anyone else almost like a big brother to him of sorts.

◦ Sal gets rather socially awkward when it comes to people liking him so you would have to be in his friend group to have a chance of a relationship or some established connection before hand.

◦ Once you and Sal become friends as he’s comfortable with you expect things like him painting your nails and rocking out to music

◦ If he does later show romantic interest in you before he shows you his face he will be anxious about what you’ll think about him after he shows you.

◦ He’ll even teach you how to play his guitar if you’re interested.

NSFW

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◦ Sal Is obviously a virgin it’s hard to get close to him let alone take of his mask so you’ll have to have patience to get to this stage.

◦ For-play could be longer then the actual sex for the first time and he might back out from nervousness before you guys can even start.

◦ Sal is not a shy guy maybe introverted but not shy but moments like this make him extremely vulnerable so he’s flustered and embarrassed.

◦ If you find the courage to kiss him he has his mask on he’s whipped. He would be a flustered and embarrassed mess and he might even tell Larry about how exciting it was. You were probably his first kiss as well.

◦ Sal would be around 5 inches 5.5 hard (let’s be realistic here ain’t nobody taking much past that.) Just enough to reach the back of you’re and make you gag.

◦ Sal even if he’s isn’t pornhub but still likes to prep you, after all sex is a rather sacred thing so he tries his best to treat you with care even with his inexperience.

◦ He would probably be a nervous teenager at the back of Spencer’s trying to find lube (that doesn’t get used) and other things trying not to be seen. Covering up this purchases with a rock album or something of equal value.

◦ Sal is big on after care asking you how it was if it wasn’t obvious, he would be nervous after and still not realizing he actually did that.

◦ Sal isn’t big on giving hickeys but he doesn’t mind being especially on his jawline and neck. When talking to his friends he will just say it a bruise or injury just that’s always been there. But it’s almost obvious that it’s not.

◦ Once you’ve done it once he’s nervous to ask for you to do it again so he does enjoy make out session to keep him down.

◦ Sal didn’t heavily masturbate before hand honestly rarely doing it at all until he had sex once and now that’s all he thinks about ever since.

◦ He loves laying kisses against you when doing it but never hickeys as he’s a bit scared of hurting you.

◦ He holds your hands during sex for comfortability.

◦ His favorite positions would probably be missionary and cowgirl he’s a pretty vanilla switch.

◦ Mostly a service top and a shy bottom, it’s not like he’s generally shy he just gets embarrassed seeing you on top but overtime he gets used to it.

Sorry i accidentally deleted the request!

[ladykailitha]

Sir Steve, Knight Protectorate Part 2

I am absolutely thrilled with how well the first chapter did. Thank you everyone for your support. If you requested to be on the tag list and aren't that means I ran out of room and so so sorry.

You can follow me or the tag #knight protectorate au, as that is the tag I will be using for the series I do with this verse. I hope that helps!

Here we get Steve to the rescue and Eddie instantly heart-eyes. Poor Jeff.

Part 1

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Steve was getting more push back then he thought he would, but at the same time it was from the people he was expecting.

“Admit it,” Carol said, “you know I’m right. The only reason Tammy is involved in any thing music related is because Mummy Dearest is paying for it all. Her singing is horrible.”

Steve tried to hide his smile, but he really couldn’t.

“See?” she shrieked in glee. “I just don’t know why you won’t let me tell her. Someone needs to before she gets into her head she’s going to be famous or some shit.”

“Because it wouldn’t do anything but make her mad,” he reasoned. “Then she’d tell her mom, and her mom would tell your mom and your mom would ground your ass because they are in the same golfing club or some shit.”

Carol blinked at him for a moment or two and then shrugged. “Yeah, all right. You have a point. But I can still mock her behind her back, right?”

Steve threw back his head and laughed.

“Just keep it between us, yeah?”

She tilted her head to the side and then shrugged. “I guess I could do that.”

He heaved a sigh of relief and was just grateful for the smallest concession she was willing to make.

Everyone knew Carol was still saying shit, but at least she was only saying it to Steve.

“God, Abby,” Nicole whined, “where did you get that dress the trash bin behind Melvand’s?” She laughed as Abby tugged on her the hem of her denim dress. It was wrinkled in that way denim will some times get when it’s put into shapes it wasn’t meant for.

“Fuck off, Nicole,” Steve barked. “You have a dress just like it, it’s just Levi instead of some off brand.”

Nicole’s jaw dropped and whirled on Steve. “Is this the thanks I get for finding that little creep for you?”

Steve raised his eyebrow in disdain. “Helping a guy out doesn’t mean you get to shit on everyone else. She isn’t hurting you. She’s just walking in the hall. And for fuck’s sake, she’s a freshman. We’re all gross at that age. Give it up.”

Nicole’s jaw clicked shut and she turned on her heel, running away. The gathered crowd laughed at her retreating form.

“It’s not funny, assholes,” he huffed. “Laughing at Abby being bullied is the same as laughing at Nicole getting told off for it. It’s still rude.”

The hall went deathly quiet.

Tommy came bounding up to Steve and Carol. “Larry Wiggins just got laid out by Munson trying to hassle him out of some dope.”

Steve grimaced. “Everyone knows that Munson doesn’t sell anything hard on school property. He likes avoiding felony charges.”

Tommy grinned, bouncing on the pads of his toes. “That’s what makes it so hilarious. Munson doesn’t even deal on Tuesdays so he didn’t even have weed to offer him to back off.”

“So Larry takes a swing at Munson and gets flattened for it?” Steve guessed with a heavy sigh.

“Yup!”

Carol giggled as Steve sighed again.

“One of these days a football player is going to knock that guy’s pearly whites out,” he said, shaking his head.

“Oohhh...” Tommy said wincing, pulling his arms up to his chest. “That would be ug-lee!”

Steve hummed his agreement.

~

Look, despite what Eddie’s teachers thought, he wasn’t stupid. After the incident with Wiggins on the basketball team, he had refused to do deals alone.

But then meathead jocks barely used their brains to drool, like alone think.

Eddie was on his way to his picnic table where Doug had been waiting for him when this football player came out of literal nowhere to slam him against a tree.

Eddie’s head swam as he tried to squeeze away his sudden double vision. “What the fuck, man?”

When he could see the captain of the football team, Bobby Vincent, was grabbing him by the collar and shoving him up against the tree.

Bobby pulled out a nearly empty baggie of weed. “You shorted me, asshole. You call this a gram?”

“It was when I sold it to you,” Eddie insisted, hands coming up to grab Bobby’s hand at his throat. “I don’t short. It’s bad for business.” He certainly didn’t short people who throw him around like a rag doll for crying out loud. He didn’t have a death wish.

“You’re going to give me a replacement for free,” Bobby sneered, “aren’t you, pretty boy?”

Eddie tried to yank on the football player’s hand to get him to release him, but the white knuckle grip refused to budge. “I can’t give you shit, man. My supplier would kill me. I’ve got more to think about then just one customer.”

He could see the punch coming and knew there was nothing he could do to stop it. He closed his eyes against the pain he knew was coming.

But the pain never came. He peeked out of one eye and was shocked to see Steve Harrington holding meathead’s wrist. They were both stock still. Which Eddie couldn’t figure it out, he had to open his other eye to see the full tableau in front of him.

Steve had a grip on Bobby’s wrist, that was certainly true, but that wasn’t what had the football player by the short and curlies. Oh no. In Steve’s other hand was a small but very deadly pocket knife. A knife that was current pressed to the ribs on the side of the raised arm. Suddenly Eddie was feeling weak in the knees for a very different reason.

“Hey, Bobby,” Steve said cheerfully, “you weren’t going to hit someone because you’re too shit poor to buy your own weed, were you?”

Bobby looked down at the knife in Steve’s hands and then back up at his face. Bobby snarled and moved to wrench his hand out of Steve’s grasp, but the blade dug deeper. He stopped again and looked over at Eddie who was just as shocked he was at the whole thing.

Like where the fuck did Steve get that knife and why was he carrying it in the first place?

“You going to stick up for this trash, Harrington?” Bobby hissed. “Wheeler made you soft.”

Eddie and Steve both look down at the knife in Steve’s hand and then back up at the football player.

“Just because I’ve been putting my foot down more on the bullying lately,” Steve said, pressing the knife a little further causing Bobby to wince, “doesn’t mean that this is new. I’ve always called you assholes out on it, but now I’m doing something about it. So why don’t you run along and tell all your friends that the king has returned.”

Bobby’s eyes went wide and he nodded. Steve released the wrist first and then stepped back. He waved the knife, indicating Bobby should get a move on and he did. He ran like hell.

“Marry me!” Eddie squeaked as his knees buckled in relief.

Steve dropped the knife and surged forward to catch him before he hit the ground. Just then Jeff showed up and stared at them for a moment.

“Uhh...” he muttered. “Did I miss something?” His tongue worried one of the brackets on his braces as both Eddie and Steve turned to him.

Steve turned a bright shade of red when he realized how this might look to someone else. He helped Eddie get his feet under him and then took a step back. He ran his fingers through his hair and side-eyed Eddie.

“Maybe ask a guy on a date first, yeah?” he murmured before taking off, scooping up the knife up on his way out. Leaving behind two very confused metalheads in his wake.

Well, one confused metalhead and one confused and horny metalhead.

Jeff turned to Eddie. “You want to tell me what the fuck that was about?” He jutted his thumb at the space in the trees that Steve had vanished into.

So Eddie told him.

“And um... I didn’t get my ass beat so...our King is some flavor of queer?” He meant that as a statement, but it came out as more of a question, because holy fuck that was crazy to think about.

Jeff looked at him for a long moment. “I understand you are currently having a gay panic right now, but um...shouldn’t you be more concerned with the fact that he had that knife on him in the first place? Because seriously, does Steve Harrington seem the type to be carrying around any kind of weapon?”

Eddie blinked a couple of times before he turned to look down the path both jocks had taken with a tinge more fear then he had before.

“That is a fair question, Sir Jeffrey,” he agreed. “But as it has saved this lowly jester’s ass, let’s give our king a pass, shall we?”

Jeff licked his lips slowly and then nodded. Because whatever happened to Steve that frightened him enough to start carrying a knife to school with him, he would much rather not know.

~

News spread fast. Steve Harrington was not to be trifled with and if you were caught bullying, he would make it his problem.

The faculty noticed, because how could they not. When someone makes it their one man mission to make the school safe for everyone, it wasn’t hard to see the changes wrought.

Only soon it wasn’t just Steve. The group that had included Nicole, Tina, Carol, and Tommy H. who were once the worst of the worst would patrol the halls between classes.

Eddie and his band of Freaks and Nerds were more than a little shocked when they were included in the protection. Because let’s face it, even other marginalized groups tended to push him and his friends around.

Well they tried. A couple of well aimed punches and threats of not selling to them or their friends usually got them to back off. But this was real protection, not just a cat puffing up his fur to look bigger and meaner than he was.

Hawkins High had an honest to Satan knight protectorate. Fuck.

Eddie thought those were only existed in fantasy novels and D&D campaigns. And if there was a gang of knights errant in Eddie’s next campaign with the names, Thom, Stephan, Nicolette, Caroline, and Christina, that was between him and the members of the Hellfire Club and no one else.

He thought he was going to catch shit for that from his friends, but apparently Sir Steve had won over their hearts as well.

However it was only a matter of time before the bullies got creative. Because some people just like to torture they find inferior.

They would hip check their targets into the lockers, always with a “Whoops!” and a sneer. They would knock their shoulders into them with a “Watch it!” and a smirk. They would whack books and lunch trays out their hands with a “Sorry...” and a grin.

Steve’s merry band would always check on the victim, but they really couldn’t say shit, because it could have been an accident. Though really, they weren’t fooling anyone but the teachers.

Eddie could see it coming to a head sooner rather than later and god, he hoped he got to witness it first hand.

~

Part 3

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[isackwhy]

Please do write them in the apocalypse it would be funny and i know it🙏

okay….y’all convinced me….

tgc boy’s in an apocalypse hc’s (kinda x reader)

isaacwhy

i think he’d survive pretty fucking long dare i say

resourceful

also strong so

and he knows how to shoot guns apparently

if u didn’t know how he’d 100% show u

kills snakes and yells at the ppl who complain that’s for dinner

“SOFT HANDS. YALL GOT SOFT HANDS”

def the type to speak to the walkers like they’re human before killing them

“oh brother you look like shit”

saves u extra food

tries to take the role of leader

gets shot down immediately

accidentally fucks around and finds out

like he does some shit couldn’t do legally beforehand and gets like mildly hurt

really observant over like u and the guys

listens for every sound

bigt

doesn’t take this shit seriously 9/10 times

finds a bandanna and it becomes his thing

“hey larry, do i look cool?” as he holds up an smg he stole off a dead guy

the one that cracks jokes even after a whole horde nearly killed y’all

“well—at least it wasn’t a close call”

it was.

will tend to u before anyone else

cooks up random ass shit w random ass shit and will eat it happily

gathers the items

tries to open a shop and basically gets told to go fuck himself

would try and use a spear

fails miserably

larrycroft

has the devious plans to get y’all out of sticky situations

sometimes u can’t tell if he’s being deadass bc they’re so odd until he does said plan

wants to die bc of how much of a picky eater he is and how he has like no choice to eat it

sleeps in trees above yall

will steal u clothes and jewelry

would somehow find an mp3 player and it becomes yalls godsend

tells stories near the fire

the small but mighty type

like will sneak up on people and kill (if needed)

tries to eat random berries

do not let him eat the random berries .

will pretend he knows what they are

he doesn’t.

him and tanner bring back random ass shit to decorate ur base w (if u have one idk)

softwilly

also tried to make himself leader.

not happening.

there’s no leader

went to school for chemistry so i imagine he’s good at making that kind of stuff

does know which berries to eat

brings bento w him

“bet ur missing ur vape right now isaac”

“i fucking hate u”

makes all the traps for like walkers and animals

complains every time u sleep in the woods

is adamant on when to switch watch shifts

like will shake u from a slumber if it’s ur turn

feel like he’d use a pistol idk

subconsciously handles most of the confrontations w ppl w isaac

freaks out when y’all don’t have somewhat clear water

and still wants to be as clean as possible so he will disappear to bathe in a lake if possible

loves surprising u w random shit he found as a little gift

yumi

sniper. and a good sniper too

maybe siege influenced him idk

kinda takes it the most seriously

“guys. enough. we don’t know what could be in here”

makes sure the rations are even smh

steals random leaves to pretend they’re weed and pretends to roll them for u

but would also steal flowers for u

“i’m done walking. there’s a building there”

somehow still dripped out

found a fanny bag and it’s his prized possession

doesn’t take shit from anyone

probably will curse a guy out and end up in a fight

that’s all my brain got got now

[marksbear]

MULTI FANDOM MALE READER SCENARIOS 

It’s been a while since I done one of these, but I think it’ll be good for me to practice more at writing different characters and such so enjoy!

The fact is I had more tags to share 😭

-Miguel O’Hara biting your neck harshly to get your attention when he feeling jealous. Or marking you as his.

-Izzy Hands always lightly taking your hand and helping you either up the steps or down the steps. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it most time. Everyone in the ship always notices it but doesn’t say anything.

^^Ofmd

-Bob taking off his glasses and putting them on you then starts to compliment you how good and cute you look.

^^Top gun!

-Matt Murdock tracing your face in morning when he thinks your still sleep. He also traces your face anytime your two are arguing because he wants to see your emotions.

^^Marvel

-You and The Corinthian driving around during late nights with his hand on your thigh as he drives you around.

^^DC

-Tony stark buying you whatever you want or even dream of. It can be jewelry all the way to new houses and cars.

^^Marvel

-Bruce Wayne and you being a power couple throughout Gotham. Lots of magazines and headline about you two.

^^DC

-Teaching Adam Warlock about feelings about like having a crush or being in love.

^^Marvel

-You and Doom head being an unstoppable duo anytime you two are paired up in a game.

^^Rob Zombie movie 31

-You and Richard Madden making fun of each other accents in interviews for the newest movie you two are in.

^^Actor

-You and Hobie Brown making out in a middle of Miguel’s rant.

^^Marvel

-Homelander wrapping his arms around you as you two makeout and he slowly rises from the ground bringing you in the air with him.

^^The Boys

-You we’re very close with Love to the point all lot of people thought you two were dating. Joe was furious so he started to stalk you planing to murder, but all that stalking for weeks slowly became to months and he slowly started to catch feelings.

^^YOU

-Benedict Bridgeton being so in love with you, but he so scared that his family would disown him as well as everyone around town.

^^Bridgeton

-You and Benedict sneaking off during ball’s and random events to be with each other alone.

^^Bridgeton

-Imagine sitting down in the bleachers waiting for Mark to be done with his track meet.

^^Author/ Me

-Playing with Dutch Van der linde hair during a camp meeting and he tries to stay focus but he can’t.

^^RD2

-You and Larry smoking as you two listen to Sal play the guitar.

^^Sally Face

-Ted feeling ashamed after he realized that he caugt feelings for you even though your a player.

^^Ted Lasso

-When Dean first met you y’all both were very young. You were reckless and carefree while Dean was taking care of Sam and brought him along while you two hanged out. And he caught feelings, but he was confused about why he had feelings for a man so he kept it to himself.

^^SPN

-Helping Mark walk without his leg brace or crutches.

^^Author/Me

-Stu Marcher giving you neck kisses in the middle of class. And most of the time teachers sees him and gives you both detention.

^^Slashers

-Hannibal Lecter leaving bite marks all over your neck and shoulders.

^^Slashers

-Roy Kent being soft spoken and quiet anytime he’s with you.

^^Ted Lasso

-Larry Trainor slowly warmed up to you being his boyfriend so he lets you touch his skin underneath the bandages.

^^DC

-Anytime before a fight Arthur asks you to hold his hands. He says it’s for a good luck, but he’s just really stressed and tense.

^^Peaky blinders

-Steven Grant still being so shy and quiet with you even though you two has been dating for years.

^^Marvel

-Bringing Namor gifts like flowers, jewelry and even little things like a picture of yourself or a padlock necklace. He cherishes all of them and keeps them safe.

^^Marvel

-Meeting Namor on the beach at night almost every night.

^^Marvel

-Bobby and Athena inviting you into their relationship. They both didn’t cheat on each other to find about their feelings for you they just kinda knew one day and talked it out and for a while and a lot of thought they asked would you be willing to date them.

^^9-1-1

-Being a rich man while Steven is your trophy husband.

^^Marvel

-Dying your hair with mark.

^^Author/Me

-Watching Mark stay up all night writing just for him to randomly stop to watch a movie.

^^Author/Me

-Lee and Maren catching you eating a person right in the middle of a dark and empty road.

^^Bones and All

-Being a different love interest for Elio and being heartbroken once he chose Oliver over you.

^^Call me by your name

-Imagine rejecting Derek Shepheard after finding out he has a wife.

^^Greys anatomy 

-Rue hugging and crying on you tight after she relapsed.And you being her favorite person ever since what happened with Jules and Elliot.

^^Euphoria

-Being a father figure to Rue.

^^Euphoria

-Imagine being Maddy Perez brother and finding out Nate pulled a gun on her so you pulled up to his house barged in and looked for him and beat the shit out of him.

^^Euphoria

-Billy Hargrove acting like he hates the nickname “Curls.” Or “Curly.” But when you say it he loves it.

^^Stranger things

THE END

[shrimp-buffet]

Draco Headcanons!!

(headcanons after the cut)

I recently just got the lad and he's my new favorite character + has full on comfort character status so I'm finally giving him his dues!

Beyond that I don't have much to ramble about so I'm just gonna get straight into the headcanons!

• It's already canon that he play Dungeons and Dragons, but he is specifically stuck as a forever DM because it's the only way he can get others to play with him since not many others in the park are familiar with it. He'd be a fighter or rogue main if he ever got the chance to be a player.

• He most often plays D&D with Fang, Buster, and Doug.

• He's bisexual with a male pref! (Just like me fr /srs)

• Draco often sees his fans as sheep, but not in the sense that they're mindless. More so like little lambs to guide and protect ( going off the moment above from the Draco Tale music video. "strength to LEAD 1000 heards" /ly)

• His hair is most often tangled af- He makes the excuse that he's just too busy with his constant performances, but in reality he just doesn't like brushing it and constantly forgets to do it.

• He also cuts his own hair.

• His favorite food is pizza! It's a comfort food and practically all he eats. You can find pizza boxes in the most random of places in his dressing room.

• Since he preforms so much he spends the majority of his time in his dressing room, practically living there. He does have his own living quarters in the Park like most of the other Park employees though, that's where he hosts D&D sessions.

• He's got massive ADHD. (Totally not me projecting pft what? /sarcastic)

• He's an adrenaline junkie. He spends a lot his free time ride all the most extreme rides his the park.

• He's a mild pyromaniac. He has a lot of candles in his dressing room both for aesthetic and to burn small things like scraps of paper and sticks. He'll also spend long periods of time just staring at the flames when bored. He's been that way since he was a kid.

• Adding to the above, as a kid he had accidentally set himself on fire more times then he can count.

• He still stays in contact with his siblings. He call them frequently and tell them about all about the things he's up to. And they still bully him mercilessly. (Out of love of course!)

• I touched on it in my last headcanons post, but he's somewhat close with Lawrie. He thinks their too uptight and tries his best to get them to have fun and be less mean to people, with varying levels of success. Most of the time the two of them just bond over shared music taste.

• He's doesn't talk with Larry a lot, but he enjoys being around him and tries to invite Larry to D&D nights, but Larry often can't fit it in his schedule.

• He shows affection with playful insults/bullying.

• While he's not the type to spread rumors himself, he loves hearing gossip and drama even though he denies it. He gets most of the tea from Melodie even though they're unfriendly rivals most of time. They got a gossip truce.

That's all for now! As always thank you so much for reading and let me know if you'd like to see more!!

[wtfmit]

live laugh love lets find larry 🩷🩷

made my own design for the player bc i cannot imagine myself as the player

(click for better quality)

[outsidersheadcanons]

Mario Kart headcanons (modern au ig)

The Curtis Kart tournaments are legendary. They all get together once a month for a full-on competition with brackets and eliminations, but they will also just play for fun whenever they want.

Darry would be stupidly competitive, but really bad. My guy would be sweating over this children's game, but don't mention it to him. Two-Bit made fun of him once and instantly regretted it. He'd probably main King Boo because "he looks cool". From there he'd probably just try to optimize his build with rollers wheels, the biddy buggy, and paper glider. (i literally just googled peak build for king boo). He has memorized every shortcut in every map and all of the optimal routes. But even though he tries very hard, he still loses. He doesn't have a track preference, but he hates Baby Park with a passion.

Soda. Soda is THE MOST annoying person you could ever play with. He doesn't care about winning. He doesn't care about anything but making everyone else suffer. He constantly shit talks everyone, especially Darry. He doesn't really care about his character or kart, he just goes with whatever he thinks is funniest. He likes to play as any of the babies because he "is baby". He likes the prancer kart, wild wiggler, or streetle, because he finds them funny. Same thing with wheels (cushion, button, or sponge) and gliders (waddle wing or flower glider). It's just whatever Soda finds funny in the moment. He likes to pick the Baby Park track purely because everyone else hates it. (thank you to my cousins N and V for giving me inspiration, please stop picking baby park)

Pony has fun. He definitely doesn't take it as seriously as Darry, but he does try. He's a really big fan of the Zelda games, so he bases his whole build around it. Link, with the master cycle zero, ancient tires, and the paraglider. He's not a tryhard, but he wins maybe every 1 out of 5 games. He doesn't have a track preference.

Johnny is insanely good at Mario Kart. He goes completely silent while playing, with his eyes locked onto the screen. Sometimes the people who aren't playing will try to make him crack up, or stack things on top of him. He's kinda like those royal soldiers. Nothing breaks his concentration. With his build, he's similar to Pony. Johnny really likes the animal crossing games, so he goes full theme. Isabelle, with the isabelle scooter, leaf tires, and the paper glider. He'll win maybe 3 out of 5 games and is pretty much the best player.

Sometimes Soda, Pony, and Johnny make a deal to go full troll. They play as Iggy, Lemmy, and Larry respectively, with the koopa clown car, hot monster tires, and wario wing glider. Darry absolutely despises whenever they do this and refers to them as "the three fucksketeers".

Those four are the ones who mainly play, but sometimes the others join.

Two-Bit has the same strategy as Soda, meaning there is no strategy. If he's playing, Soda and Pony will rush to pick shyguy because it pisses off Two-Bit. He will then refuse to play because "shyguy is my guy. Shyguy is MY GUY." and eventually they give up and let him pick shyguy.

Cherry is actually pretty good, probably as good as Pony. She doesn't have any preferences in regard to anything, and just picks whatever she thinks is cool that day.

Dally refuses to play because "it's a game for children. Why would I play a game for children?" The one time he did play, he lost so bad that he stormed out of the house and was missing for two hours.

Steve will not play if Pony is playing. Pony will not play is Steve is playing. Their beef runs so deep that they don't need to say anything. They just hate each other that much. Because of this, Steve doesn't really play.

also im so sorry for like spam liking/reblogging ur posts

These were amazing and canon!! I love how detailed everything wasss <3 (and Steve and Pony being such haters of each other they can't play Mario Kart together??? And Dally being a sore loser??? CANON CANON CANON)

and how dare u like my posts 😡(jk jk I love to see ppl engaging with my yapping abt the outsiders ❤️❤️❤️ ty for enjoying the blog!!)

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Meeting and bath time with your Alien Catman Boyfriends: Part One

Alien catman assassins x female reader

Qhen and Ceth

T: Some blood and violence, kidnapping, assaults, slight nsfw, yandere behavior, pet names, magic, blood drinking, minor character death

General Plot: You've been kidnapped by cat men who have made you their princess!

Time to meet your alien catman boyfriends! This is part of a much longer story about Qhen and Ceth X female reader

Words: 4K

“Goodnight (Y/N)!” you coworker at the grocery store you worked at said, as you slipped out of the door. You waved her goodnight and turned into the dark parking lot. It was winter and the snow fell outside in a gentle flurry. You smiled up at the dark sky, glittering with sparkling petals of snow as they fell towards you. 

Work had been tiring, but it was nice to come out to fresh snowfall. You breathed in the cold air and pulled your threadbare jacket tighter. You didn’t have much money for anything better than a thrift store jacket and it wasn’t the warmest, but if you wore a warm sweater you could be comfortable. 

Your boots were old but good, which was nice because you had a long walk home through the deserted town you lived in. It was the same small, nowhere town you'd grown up in. You'd gone to college, with high hopes of studying history. You'd done great in school, but after graduation, there just wasn’t much out there for you, so unable to afford to stay in the city, you had to move back home and you'd never left. It wasn’t the bright future you'd dreamed of when you were a young woman. You lived in the only thing your alcoholic dad left you when he died of liver cirrhosis, an old house on an empty cul de sac in a dead neighborhood. You'd made it nice with a fresh coat of paint and new shutters, but it needed a ton of work done. 

After all the factories in town closed with the last economic downturn, the town was almost empty. You barely got by working full time at the small grocery, because that and the gas station were two of the only stores left open. 

“Hey there (Y/N)!” a male voice shouted to you from over your shoulder. You peeked to find the unwelcome face of Larry Dwindle. He’d been a jock in high school, if you remembered correctly, and had hardly noticed you, but now that you worked in the grocery store you saw him much, much more often than you would have liked. He had a lumpy face and sagging neck that wiggled like a turkey when he talked. 

“Where you runnin’ off so fast, little bunny?” he asked, sidling up to you. You looked up at his dishwater blonde hair and dim blue eyes. 

“The same place I go every night Larry,” you grumbled, “home.” 

The street was empty, with only every few street lights on. He walked with you, nattering on about something or another while you left the town center and turned down a side street heading to your house. 

“Come on bunny,” he said, grabbing your arm, “let’s go get a drink.” 

You gave him the same look you always did. 

“When will you take no for an answer?” you asked, your eyes flaring with annoyance. You weren't a frightened little teenage girl, blushing over a football player’s attention. He was really bothering you. He gave me you slimy grin. 

“You can’t resist me forever,” he said, “you and I make a great couple. You can’t deny that.” 

He leaned in to you and you could smell the alcohol on him. You swayed back, jerking out of his grasp. 

“Leave me alone!” you shouted, marching down the street, “if you keep this up I’m calling the cops!” 

“Hey don’t walk away from me, bitch!” he snarled, snatching you by your ponytail and jerking you suddenly to the ground. 

You squealed, the cold cement smacking into your tailbone and looked up to meet his watery eyes. 

“You’re not too good for me you know,” he went on, grabbing his crotch lewdly.

Your ass hurt like a mother fucker and you had never done it before in your entire life, but you hopped up from the ground, balled your hand in a fist and swung at his nose. Your fist made contact and pain shot through your knuckles. You cried out, tears forcing their way to you eyes. There was a thunk and when you could finally blink your eyes open, Larry was crumpled on the ground, blood pooling around him in a scarlet lake.  

You stared at him, your mouth dropping. Did I-?

“That was a good try, but you need to work on your form. You probably broke your little hand,” a deep voice said. You screamed as you glanced to the side to find two large figures looking down at Larry’s body. One toed it not too gently and then his mis-matched eyes, one blue and one black, flicked up to you. 

Your mouth fell open and you blinked rapidly trying to process what you were seeing. Cat men! Giant cat men! In front of you, just past the shadows stood two, almost identical men with pointy black cat ears sticking out of their heads and fluffy black tails lashing eagerly behind them. They were absolutely huge, standing at what must have been seven feet tall and completely shirtless in the winter air. They were also quite blue, their bodies the color of rich sapphires. 

You were having trouble focusing, between the shock of being presented with blue cat men and the pain radiating up my arm you started to feel dizzy. Black spots appeared in front of your eyes, so you squinted. 

“Are you okay, princess?” the one with long, messy hair asked. 

You didn’t feel okay. You felt your body swoon and everything spun. The next thing you knew the ground was rushing up at you very quickly and blackness overtook you.

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You rolled around in fluffy, soft sheets and stretched. 

“Mmmmm,” you moaned, happily. Your body felt like it was drenched in warm honey. It must have been Saturday. Your alarm hadn’t gone off so you'd slept in. You smiled. You would make some coffee and some apple butter toast, maybe read a book. 

Your eyes popped open and you shrieked. You were not in your cozy childhood bedroom! Two blue faces peered down at you. One had short, neatly cropped hair and the other’s was long and fell over his shoulder in waves. The one with short hair was dressed in a tidy suit. It wasn’t exactly like the western suits you were used to, but it was obviously more formal with a high collared neck and crisp pleated sleeves. The other one had no shirt on and was just wearing a pair of tight black pants and boots, showing off his broad chest. The cat men! 

Your eyes flew around the room. It was lavishly decorated, but the style was foreign to you. It was vaguely oriental, but the patterns were all wrong and with different details. The room was draped with starched sheets displaying motifs of strange flowers and animals. 

The one with the long hair gave you a feral grin, revealing sharp fangs. 

“You’re awake princess,” he purred. 

You blinked up at him. 

“Who are you?” you asked. 

He seemed pleased by the question. 

“Qhen and Ceth Khavul, we are at your service,” he responded, waving a hand at you. You suddenly felt lighter than air. You floated out from the covers and drifted over the bed, coming to rest gently on Qhen’s lap. You looked up at him, quite stunned. You’d never experienced anything like that in you life. You'd floated! Was it magic? Were they aliens? Mystical creatures? Were you dreaming? 

“Wh-what…is going on?” you murmured, unsure what to ask first, exactly. You weren't even sure if this was real. You felt like Alice in Wonderland. A large circular window in one wall revealed a thousand pinpoints of light that could only be stars. We were in space? 

“That’s a big question,” Qhen teased, “but I’m sure you mean, your current situation. To put it simply. We’ve abducted you. You are our mate and we are taking you home with us where we will have a ceremony to introduce you to our Guild. There they will swear fealty to you and will be yours to command. With you at our side we will drench the galaxy in the blood of purification, all to honor you as our princess and guiding star.” 

You blinked at him. 

“What?” 

Ceth sighed and rubbed his forehead.

“One thing at a time, please, brother,” he muttered, before turning his eyes to you, “the most important thing to understand is that you are our mate.” 

You looked at him. 

“And you are Ceth,” you said pointing at him, “and you are Qhen…and you are twins...” 

Ceth frowned and glanced at Qhen. 

“Did you let her hit her head?” he asked. 

“I did not harm our mate,” Qhen snapped back. 

“You must have knocked the sense out of her, she’s speaking strangely,” his brother grumbled, his ears going flat on his head. 

You shook your head trying to sort my thoughts. Were you talking to the mad hatter? You were still wrapping my mind around the thoughts spinning in your brain. Cat man twins? Mate? Wait…mate? 

“Mate?” you asked. 

Qhen looked down at you and revealed a fang, one of his ears went down and he cocked his head, looking like a very curious cat. 

“Are you disappointed?” he asked. 

Your eyebrows went up. How could you be disappointed? The two of them were gods. They both had more muscle than you'd ever seen on a human man and though they were blue, they were both incredibly handsome. Their jet black ears and fluffy tails reminded you of the stray cats you used to feed that lived in the dilapidated barn behind your house. No one like them had ever looked your way before, but what did they mean by mate? 

“I don’t think I understand,” you said, quietly. You were frightened and didn’t want to provoke the creatures. 

“You are ours,” Qhen said, as if that explained everything. 

You narrowed your eyes at him. 

“Both…of yours?” you asked, your mouth going dry. 

Qhen gave your his maniac smile. 

“We’re brothers. We share everything,” he said. 

“Why me?” 

He licked his rather large fangs, thoughtfully. 

“Fate guided us to you,” he said. 

Your eyes widened. Madness. This was madness. Fate guided the cat men to abduct me? They want to purify the galaxy with blood?  

“Ummmm…fate? So…that means…I can’t go home?” you asked. 

“No,” they both said at the same time. 

You looked between them. What were you to do? You'd been abducted, apparently taken to space by insane cat creatures…you just had to roll with the punches. 

It wasn’t like you had anywhere in particular to be. You were a homebody with a few friends that you didn’t see often and no family. Your coworkers would probably miss you, and there would be a search, but in the end you weren’t an important person. It would end quickly and you would be forgotten. 

“So what now?” you asked apprehensively. 

The two creatures' eyes flashed. 

“Now we bathe our mate,” Qhen announced, “you stink of that human male I killed.”  

Bathe me? He killed Larry?!

You reflexively hopped out of Qhen’s lap, but before you feet touched the ground you felt again like gravity had reversed and you were floating. You tried to get your toes back on the floor, but you only managed to turn yourself upside down in midair. Qhen grinned at you and plucked you out of the air, carrying you like a princess. 

“That’s really unnecessary,” you babbled, “I’m perfectly capable of bathing myself. I don’t need any help!” 

“Nonsense,” Ceth said, “it is our right to bathe our mate and we want to see your body.”

See my body?

You started screaming bloody murder, but Qhen merely clamped a large hand down over your mouth. 

“It’s good to see that your lungs weren’t affected by your injury,” Ceth said as he led you through a doorway into a pretty bathroom, "you're welcome, by the way. We injected you with nanites that healed your broken hand."

In other circumstances it would have been romantic. The room was lush and warm with a hundred potted plants, bursting with flowers in a rainbow of colors. Low light emanated from the ceiling in a soft glowing ring and smaller shapes, like origami flowers of light littered the floor. In the center of the room was a large bath, steaming with hot water that smelled something like jasmine, but not quite.

Qhen floated you in front of him and started to strip you of your grocery store uniform. You shrieked and struggled, but it was like fighting a ghost. You couldn’t quite grab onto anything and wobbling aloft like that you couldn’t get any traction.  

The brothers stood back staring at you as if you were some fine art piece, as you hung in front of them, trying desperately to cover yourself. Your cheeks burned so hot you thought you might actually catch fire. 

“She’s shy,” Ceth said. 

“How sweet,” Qhen commented. 

You floated across the room and were gently deposited into the bathwater. Happy to have some cover, you quickly retreated to the opposite side and sank down to your neck in the pool, glaring up at them. 

They made themselves comfortable at the edge of the bath. Qhen dug around in a chest for some colorful bottles, while Ceth found three glasses and what must have been some kind of wine. Meanwhile, you watched them carefully from the water. 

How does one deal with complete insanity? 

“Your little glares are quite stimulating princess,” Ceth said, his eyes flashing at you over his shoulder as he distributed the dark liquid into the glasses, “every time those (E/C) irises flicker at me, filled with fire, I find my heart beats faster. Aren’t you impressive for having such an ability?” 

Your cheeks burned hot and you averted your gaze quickly. You weren't sure what Ceth was talking about, it just sounded like nonsense. Your heart thumped in your chest so hard you could hardly hear what he was saying clearly anyway. 

Without warning you drifted through the water backwards towards the edge of the tub until you bumped softly into the side with your shoulder blades. Large warm hands sunk into your hair and you could smell the sweet scent of some kind of soap as Qhen drizzled it over your head. He pulled your head back with surprising gentleness and wet your hair, before lathering it with his long fingers. 

Ceth sat prim and proper, sipping his glass as he watched your hair being washed. You tried not to look at him, but his eyes were arresting. The two brothers both had mismatched eyes. One powder blue, so that it was almost white, and the other rich black like infinite space. They were each other's mirror images so each brother had the blue eye on the opposite side. 

Ceth’s gaze was calculating and sharp, but not clinical. He was like a predator admiring his future catch from a distance. Unlike his brother, there wasn’t a bit of insanity in his smile. It was all ice, his lip tipped up slightly at one end, but not a bit more. His every expression was carefully selected and presented. He was a whole different kind of psycho than Qhen. 

You could see the tendrils of darkness that flickered in and out of existence around him in delicate whorls. The aura surrounding Qhen was erratic and fiery, but Ceth’s was smooth and fluid, like a steady pillar of water spilling silently from the heavens. Yet, you wouldn’t call it soothing. There was electricity wrapped around it that exuded deadly power. 

He extended his long arm and handed you a glass, which you took in your trembling hands. You knew it was probably drugged or something, but in your nervousness you took a big gulp right away. The flavor was complex and bitter-sweet, almost nutty like baking chocolate. It went down easily and made you feel warm when it hit your stomach. 

“Do you like it?” he asked. 

“What is it?” you replied with a question. 

“Trevin blood,” he stated matter of factly. 

If your stomach didn’t feel so warm and tingly you would have spat it all back up. 

“Blood?” you whispered, unable to hide the horror from your face. You begged the gods that whatever you had just put in my body was not something cute and fluffy. His smile deepened just slightly and something in his eyes flashed purple. 

“Do your people not drink the essence of your enemies?” he asked, swirling the dark liquid around in the glass in his hand. 

The blood fled from your face and your hands trembled so hard around the cup, you thought you might drop it. 

“Is a Trevin an animal?” you asked, voice hoarse. 

Qhen chuckled. 

“You can call those bastards animals if you want.” 

So not an animal then. Probably something walking and talking. 

You shakily passed the glass back to Ceth, which he kindly took from your hands. 

“I think I’ve had enough, thank you,” you said as politely as possible. 

You still weren't sure what to make of these kidnappers. They hadn’t hurt you, but they were obviously insane, even for aliens. You'd never met any other aliens but they couldn’t all be bent on galactic conquest and blood drinkers…could they? You certainly didn’t want to piss them off. You could feel and see the wild energy rolling off them in waves. It was nothing you'd ever experienced before. It was as if their presence filled the whole room to the brim and they felt dangerous. 

Qhen tipped your head back and poured warm water over your hair to rinse it. 

“Your hair matches my drir,” he mused.

“Is that what’s floating around you?” you asked, pointing out the fiery aura that he put off. 

He smiled as if you'd asked the right question. 

“Yes, drir is the destructive force of the universe harnessed into our bodies,” he explained patiently as you felt him carefully put your hair into sections and apply some nice smelling oil to it. 

“Were you born that way?” you asked. 

“No,” he went on, “we were abandoned in a place very far away from here when we were born and adopted by a hermit. She raised us and when she died, she gave us a gift to share. The gift of drir. Fire and darkness. It took us many years to be able to use it properly, but now it is part of us.” 

“Mate,” Ceth said, getting your attention, “these are our secrets. They should not be shared easily.” 

You nodded at him. You had no idea who you would share these details with, but you agreed anyway. It was best not to upset them and who were you going to tell? 

“My name is (Y/N), not mate,” you snapped at him before thinking better of it. 

You didn’t like being kidnapped and declared a girlfriend. It wasn’t exactly romantic. 

“(Y/N),” they both said, trying it out at the same time. 

Qhen spun you around to face him, your hair slapping your back in two damp pigtails that he’d surprisingly managed to braid. 

“Do not let anyone else call you by that name,” he said, his eyes boring into yours, “it is for us alone.” 

“Okkkaaayyy…” you agreed, again, trying to placate them, “what should everyone call me then? I’d rather it not be mate, if I’m allowed to have a preference.” 

“Princess or your highness will be sufficient,” Ceth said tightly. 

“In my language, princess usually means royalty,” you said, “are you royalty?” 

“Royalty can mean many things,” Qhen answered, brushing a curl off of your forehead, “we swore when we accepted our power that we would never become kings, but you are our princess.” 

It was as if they only spoke in riddles! You nodded weakly, unsure of what any of Qhen said meant. Perhaps “princess” was just a nice nickname? If they weren’t royalty, what were they? What was their world like outside of this warm room? Were they just teasing you?

You drifted back closer to Qhen, but this time you could see the tangles of drir that pulled you towards him and your eyes widened. It seemed as though time passed, the aura became clearer and clearer to you. At first the power had just been a feeling, but now you could see it plain as day. 

Ceth’s eyes tracked yours. 

“How strange. Most can’t see it, but it is clear you can. It must be because you are our mate.” 

Qhen lathered up his hands and wrapped one around your neck. You drew in a ragged halting breath as his large, clawed fingers circled your throat. There was a wild glint in his eyes.

“Your neck is so thin, (Y/N),” he said softly and squeezing, “how much force would it take to snap it?” 

Your heart picked up in your chest and you flinched, preparing to jerk away from him, but his fingers loosened and drifted down your shoulder, applying soap. You were so frightened, you couldn’t do anything but sit there and tremble as he gingerly washed you. 

“I want to make you cry,” he said, casually, as his hands moved deftly down your sides. 

“B-b-but…why…?” you asked. 

He looked at you, smiled, and shrugged. You felt a chill go down your spine. You had to get out of this place. These aliens were going to kill you. But how? You had no idea where you were or who you were with or anything about the galaxy other than that you were in a bathtub with two complete psychos that fed you blood. You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself. You needed more information. That was all. You needed to get your bearings. Then you could form a plan. 

There was a trill at the door and a voice echoed in the bathroom. 

“Masters, we’re approaching Yoldrir,” a voice said. 

“Time to get out, we’ve arrived home,” Ceth said, standing and neatly replacing the glasses and decanter. 

You stared at them both unsure of what they wanted you to do, but all at once you drifted out of the bath and a sheet large enough to fit around you wrapped you body. Then you landed lightly in Qhen’s arms. 

“I can walk,” you snapped, peevishly. You were hungry, frightened, and confused. Your patience was running thin. 

“It will be a while before I’m ready to put you down,” he said, plainly. 

[glittercakes]

Which headcanons do you have about the Koopalings?

Let’s see…

The age order from oldest to youngest is Ludwig (18), Lemmy (17), Roy (16), Iggy (15), Wendy (14), Morton (13), and finally Larry (12).

The Koopalings are Bowser’s adopted children and you can pry that from my cold dead hands (I do not care what Miyamoto has to say about this). He was a little concerned when he kept finding random abandoned Dragon Koopa babies, but he still took them all in.

Lemmy and Iggy have the same parents, but Iggy was still an egg when they got adopted and didn’t hatch until after Roy came into the picture

For the most part, they have their personalities from the cartoons (except Ludwig is a musician/strategist and his mad scientist/inventor shtick goes to Iggy instead).

Whatever social media exists in the Mushroom Kingdom, you just know that Wendy is not only on it, but she also has tons of followers.

Morton’s caveman speak thing in Color Splash (I refuse to believe that the Paper Mario universe is separated from the main one, each post-Super game had a papery world due to magical means. I may explain this further in a future post) was a result of a concussion. Just like the cartoons, he’s a verbose guy with an inability to shut up.

A little sadder, but also in Color Splash, Black Bowser drained each Koopaling of color after their defeat, as a warning to the others to not fail. Obviously, Bowser would not have done such a thing if he was not possessed. Mario was able to restore them after the events of the game.

Funnily enough, Lemmy is the closest to Bowser Jr while Iggy is the least close.

Ludwig’s preferred instrument is the piano, but he also occasionally plays other elegant instruments like the violin or flute.

Morton is actually a really good poet, it’s just that his poems tend to go on forever.

Lemmy has a circus with some other members of the Koopa Troop.

Bowser gave the Chomp from Super Mario RPG to Iggy, as he absolutely loves Chain Chomps.

Wendy is one of the best swimmers and figure skaters in the Mushroom Kingdom (that’s why she normally takes the water and ice worlds in the main series games).

Whenever they aren’t in a game, it’s usually because they decide to take a vacation (typically somewhere that is coincidentally away from the main action).

Lemmy is really clumsy whenever he isn’t on top of one of his balls.

Larry is a really good tennis player.

Before Bowser’s Minions came out and disproved it, I liked the idea that the reason they helped Bowletta during the endgame of Superstar Saga was because Jr was being threatened.

Roy may not look like it, but he loves sappy rom-coms (bring it up and you’re dead, though).

Iggy is responsible for the upkeep of most of the Koopalings’ gear, such as their wands, clown cars, and even things like Wendy’s rings and Lemmy’s balls.

Larry has a massive sweet tooth, thus he will sometimes literally take candy from a baby.

Ludwig uses past defeats as inspiration for his symphonies.

Roy wears sunglasses due to light sensitivity.

Finally, they all love Bowser despite his many faults, and he loves them right back.

And that’s it! Feel free to add to this if you want!

[maidragoste]

By the way, if you want, anon, you can choose an emoji so I can identify and know which anon I'm talking to hahaha—👾 with thisss!

Also

She could have had any man, even the king but she chose you. And you pay her like that?You say you love your wife but you hurt her and now you have made her the entertainment of the court. There is no person who does not talk about her, the princess and you"

My heck—the reader chose love over duty—imagine..she's the first born and by law she can't inherit Driftmark because you know..misoginy then the queen dies and her father invites(forces her)her to be the future bride of the king( I want to believe she's 18 years old, not 14 or 12..it's an ick for me..) but Viserys notices the way she and Harwin are looking at each other so he gives them his blessing and choose Alicent.

Reader wants to be overjoyed because she's free but now she finds out with horror that the future queen is a 14 year old and worst, her cousin's best friend and she feels guilty and disgusted.

So by telling to her parents she will stay at KL to find a suitor, she befriends the queen and try to repair the relationship between Nyra and Alicent with no avail.

By the years KL's become a second home to reader, writing to her parents and sister;she's living in a fairytale until Jacaerys is born and his brothers.

A DECADE, SHE HAS LIVED IN MISERY AND HUMILATION FOR A DECADE and seems her strength are her twin boys that looked more Velaryon than Nyra and Laenor's children.

The relationship with Nyra?has grown cold and she dotes on the queen's children and NO ONE suspect that her twins are Larry's because they took after their mother's appearance but their eyes.

Then Driftmark happens and we know what will happen but the're is a new player: the reader that has taken under the wing Rhaena,like you said in the previous post, and she's securing a betrothal of his twins with Laena's daughters because she will be damned if she allows Daemon to trap her nieces and she needs to get back at Nyra for sleeping with her husband, and disrespect the memory of his younger siblings.

The Velaryons? Are by her side and they are awfully protective of her because if D&R have killed two of their children?what they would to their first born?

Let's not forget also two important allies: Larrys and Alicent—also Aegon, Helaena, Aemond and Daeron, Baela( who is a mini Daemon and loyal to reader, the Velaryons)and Rhaena because the reader is the step father who stepped up and with her Aegon may have learnt to take his duties seriously and be a good husband to Helaena;Aemond learns that he shouldn't carry his burdens alone, Helaena has someone who can understand her.

Okay okay; I'll stop you are the writer but it's good to share some ideas

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Hi Anon, I'm sorry it took so long to reply. I hope you're well 🥰

First, I think that in some post I said it too high up but for my Reader she is the younger sister of the Velaryon. Laena is the eldest, just like in the book, and Laenor is the middle brother. So Reader never had a chance to inherit Driftmark.

For your peace of mind Reader is not 12/14 when Corlys wants to make her queen and marry Viserys... But still she is a minor she is 16/17 😭🤡

I don't know if Viserys would realize that something is going on between Reader and Harwin (SORRY FOR ME THE MAN IS A DENSE. I STILL ANGRY THAT HE IS THE KING) but Reader definitely doesn't want to marry him so she confesses that she is in love with Harwin. Sure, as you say, Viserys gives them her blessing and chooses Alicent.

Of course Reader feels guilty and disgusted. Alicent is the same age as her and knows how uncomfortable she must be with the situation because she was there too. It saddens him to see how Alicent and Rhaenyra's friendship breaks down.

So Reader marries Harwin and sets out to be friends with Alicent to assuage her guilt but it doesn't take long for her to start enjoying her and appreciating her friendship with Alicent. Reader tries to patch things up between Alicent and Rhaenyra but she doesn't realize she's making it worse. Rhaenyra feels like she sided with Alicent, she feels like she lost them both, she feels out of place like she's left over. Now you spend all your time with Alicent and Aegon, you seem like you've forgotten about her. You are no longer going to fly together or invite her to go with you to Driftmark because your attention is always on Alicent. Always attached to her, always smiling at each other as if they knew a language Rhaenyra didn't.

Years pass and Jacaerys is born. Throughout Rhaenyra's pregnancy you had been by her side and pampered her. Rhaenyra felt like it was the two of you again. She felt horrible because she knew that the moment her baby was born you would never love her again. And she was not wrong. Your eyes of hers stopped being warm and you only looked at her coldly. Whenever you could, you avoided being in the same room as her. All the love that was between you two was once gone because of her.

Rhaenyra suffers as Reader raises Alicent's children as his own. Reader's upbringing definitely makes Aegon a better man, she teaches him why it's important that he fulfill his duties and how he always has to take care of his family. Helaena finds another mother in Reader, she never makes her feel uncomfortable by her dreams or her prophecies whenever she can, she accompanies her to look for new insects. Aemond knows that Reader is always there to help him with his burdens and Daeron knows that despite the distance Reader will never forget him... like his father.

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Let find Larry doodle/Memes Lol with my persona/Player lmao

Wouldn't Larry have a striped shirt to match the whole Wears Waldo thing? I think so

Oof I had too-

Legit realizing there is LFL on Tumblr LOL

Og pics