#they look so hot they’re so long and pointy. im gonna GET you

[hella1975]

FRESH NAILS LETS GOOOOO

[wienerbarnes]

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Pairing: Bucky x Reader (Cheek to Cheek)

Word Count: 2,622

Warnings: murder lol, mentions of gore/blood, mentions of rape (its described in like two sentences and theres a short non-graphic flashback, but pls pls pls message me if you dont wanna read and ill give u a sparknotes version), so theres angst but also some nice parts like bucky meditating okay

A/N: wrote this while procrastinating my art commissions but i bought my first laptop BY MYSELF after saving for months and im v excited :) lmk what yall think of this, i promise next part will be goofier/happier lol

MAIN MASTERLIST | CHEEK TO CHEEK MASTERLIST

“Shit… Fuck… Fuck! He’s gonna fucking kill me… fuck…”

The mumbles spill from your lips as you take in the scene in front of you. Puddles and puddles of blood covered the floor of your apartment, dirtying your beige tile and all the other surfaces with splatters. David lays in the middle, with about thirty-six stab wounds in his body.

When you and Bucky started the arrangement regarding your list, there were two rules you two agreed to follow - no matter what. First rule: Kills are never completed alone. You two are to complete the list together and help each other with everything that involves the person. Second rule: Bucky is to know everything about the person they’re killing. What they did to you, their name, their remaining family, where they live, what they eat for breakfast; everything. 

And here you were breaking both of those rules.

It was too good of an opportunity, you try and convince yourself. Bucky will understand, he’s always so understanding, he never yells, he’s always so nice to you; a choked sob escaped your body as your dirty hands fly to cover your face, tears flowing down your cheeks mixing with the blood now smeared across your skin.

…

TWO HOURS EARLIER

Bucky always told you to be extremely cautious when leaving the apartment. Even though it had been well over a year, almost two, since your prison escape, you never knew who could be watching. Every few weeks or so, your name pops up in the news, Whatever happened to one of the worst killers in modern history, How did she pull off such an escape from such a high security facility, Is she even still alive, etc.

But as soon as your name appears, it vanishes once more, replaced by some other injustice happening in the world.

Your feet take you inside a small bar, the musky scent intrigues you along with the copious amounts of peanut shells littering the floor. You take a seat on the stool and try not to pay attention to the fact that every single person in the room is staring at you right now. But you can’t blame them; you’ve dyed your hair a pastel pink now, body covered in baggy jeans and baby blue long-sleeved milkmaid top, a gift from Bucky. “You can’t wear that one t-shirt, that’s mine, by the way, forever.” He’d told you. Your rainbow painted toes and fingernails stand out under the dimmed lights of the place.

An older man behind the bar approaches you and places a napkin in front of you, “What can I get ya’?” You order some beer plastered on the wall because as far as you know, you’ve never even tried alcohol before, let alone know enough about it to have any kind of preference.

You take sips of the beer for a while, aimlessly watching the sports game playing on the TV, every once in a while glancing at the pool table where a group of older men play a game together. Suddenly, the stool beside you becomes occupied. You know it’s not Bucky, he doesn’t know you’re here and it’s not his cologne, but for a second you were hoping it was. A parallel to when you sat with him in that cafe all that time ago. When he bought you that apple pie and hot chocolate. I miss him…

You refuse to look over at the man sitting next to you, but you can feel his eyes blatantly staring at you. 

“So… what’s your name?” He breaks the silence and asks you. You don’t respond, simply just continue sipping away at your beer.

“My name is David.” He offers. A chill runs up your spine at the name and you look over at him. He looks so familiar… Where do I know him from? Have I seen him at the food market before? Is he Hydra? Did we go to school together? Were we in the Marines-

“Hey officer,” A deep voice curls into your ear, causing a chill to run up your spine.

“Fuck off, David. I’m trying to do my hair.” You don’t bother glancing at him in the mirror as you scoop more gel into your hands and smooth it onto the top of your head. You’ve let your hair grow to long and the strands keep sticking out of the bun, but the thought of asking any of the other women, or worse - the men, for help cutting it terrifies you. You’re still too new.

“Now, is that any way to talk to your higher up?” A large hand wraps around your middle and gropes your breast.

“I said fuck off.” A pointy elbow slams back into his chest, knocking the wind out of him.

“I’ll get you for that, just you wait. Fresh meat.”

Your body runs cold as you make the connection and you feel as though your entire body has shut down. You can feel the cold sweat gathering in your palms and your lower back. A lump forms in your throat and you want to cry; you want to scream. But something takes over, and although you feel terrified, you keep yourself composed; hide your anxiety.

“Do you want to get out of here? My place is only a few blocks away.” You ask, false sultriness dripping from your voice. David smirks at you, clearly not recognizing you from nearly a decade ago. 

He takes out some cash and places it on the bar, grabbing your beer from your hands and placing it on top, grabbing your hands after and leading you out of the bar.

…

Bucky sits on the floor of his living room, practicing his twenty minutes of meditation before bed. Alpine rubs her cheek against the bare top of his foot that’s crossed under his knee, but eventually gets bored before trotting around behind him to start climbing her way up his back. Bucky tries his best to ignore her tiny nails digging through his shirt, but can’t help but chuckle as she makes herself comfortable in the curve of his neck. “Guess meditation time is over, huh baby?” He whispers before gathering her in his hands and plopping her on his bed. He reaches down to roll up his yoga mat when he hears a silent buzzing from his kitchen.

Confused on who would be calling him this late, knowing that Sharon’s visiting a college friend over in SoHo and Sam’s on a date, he sees a number he doesn’t recognize flash on the screen. Bucky hesitates answering, but he knows telemarketers rarely call this late.

“Hello?” Bucky answers.

“B-Bucky?” Your shaky voice sounds on the other end. The sound is watery and raspy, like you've been sobbing your eyes out and screaming for hours.

“Bucky, I-I-I need y-your help… I fucked up,” Your voice is cut off by a hiccup as Bucky goes to grab his closest pair of pants to go over his boxers and he pulls on sneakers before grabbing the keys to his bike.

“Hey, sweetheart? Do me a favor and relax, okay? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Bucky rushes out as he locks his door behind him before making his way to the staircase.

“I’m so so so sorry, Bucky… please don’t be mad at me-e… I broke t-the rules,” Choked sobs escape you and Bucky has never heard you cry like that before.

“Listen, I’m already on my way, okay? I’ll be at yours in twenty minutes, okay?” You don’t respond as Bucky listens to your crying and you eventually hang up.

Broke the rules? What does she mean by… oh. She couldn’t have… we had our next hit planned for a few days from now. Did she do someone else on the list? Bucky tries not to think too much about it until he can get to yours and figure out what’s going on, his motorcycle screaming through the quiet night.

…

You’ve been sitting in David’s blood for about an hour now. The liquid is cold, his body is cold, the phone in your hand is cold. Nice going, you’ve really done it now. Not only have you probably just cost yourself your freedom, but you’ve ruined your jeans and the top Bucky bought you. He’s going to be so mad at you; he’s going to be so mad that he’s going to have no choice but to bring you in. He’ll be laughing as the cops drag you away-

Your thoughts are interrupted by a frantic knock on your door, Bucky’s voice calling your name on the other side.

“If you don’t open the door, I’m breaking it down!” He calls. 

You slowly stand, trying not to slip in the puddle, before walking over to the door and opening it about halfway. Bucky’s eyes widen and his brows furrowed together as he looks your body up and down.

The blood on your clothes is starting to brown and you’re covered up to your forearms in blood. Splatters decorate your face, neck and hair, and your eyes are puffy from crying.

“I-I-” You begin to stutter. Bucky silently pushes his way inside to see the bloodbath waiting for him. He pushes the door closed behind him and stares at the body laying in the middle of the floor. Your knife still sits standing out of his face.

“Who the fuck is that?”

“Bu-Bucky- I can,”

“What, you-you can explain?!” Bucky snaps, turning to face you, and you’ve never seen him look at you like this. You flinch and take a half-step backwards, bumping into the door behind you.

Bucky turns back around, a flesh and silver hand running through his hair and roughly over his face.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” He begins, voice eerily even, still staring at the body. “You're going to go shower and wash all of the blood off your body. Then you’re going to make sure this apartment is spotless. I’ll take care of… him. And then we’ll talk when I get back. Are we understood?”

You can’t seem to make any words come out so you quickly make your way to your bathroom and close the door behind you softly.

You shower until the water runs cold and your skin is tinted red. Either from the blood or how hard you were scrubbing, you’re not sure, you just didn’t want Bucky to still be in your apartment when you stepped out.

It’s not that you were scared of him, because you weren’t. You knew that Bucky would never intentionally harm you, both physically or mentally. You were more angry at yourself. Bucky's done nothing but protect you; he’s kept you a secret, helped you indirectly work through your trauma, stitched you up, made you smile and laugh when you didn’t even think that was ever going to be possible for you anymore. You broke the only rules he asked of you. You disappointed him. You’ve put him in an even worse position than he’s already in by protecting your existence.

You turn the knob of the water to the right before stepping out and wrapping your fluffy yellow robe around your body, tying it at the waist. Your apartment is empty when you step out of the bathroom, Bucky nor David occupying the space. Your walk over to your sink and open the cabinet on the bottom to take out your cleaning supplies before getting to work.

…

Bucky’s calmed down significantly by the time he gets back to your apartment. He checks his phone to see that it’s almost five in the morning before reaching in his other pocket for your keys that he took off the table, slipping the key into the lock and jiggling it until pushing the door open. 

He’s not mad at you. Perhaps he was for a bit, but he realized that anger was just fear. Had anyone seen you? Did this guy do something to you? Did he recognize you and that’s why you needed to kill him? Did you kill him because you actually wanted to experience that again? He really hoped it wasn’t the last one.

You're sitting on your bed in the corner of the apartment, splatters still visible on the sheets but the floors are clean. The room doesn’t have an overpowering smell of bleach or cleaner, but there is no trace of a body here, besides the small splatters, but those can be passed off as splashes of wine. You did good.

Your feet are stretched out in front of your as your hands are planted behind your back, propping you up. Your yellow robe is tied around your waist but the edges sit high up on your thighs.

He sets your keys on your table, kicks off his shoes, and walks over to take a seat next to you.

“Did you know I was a Marine before all of this? When I was, like, eighteen?” You break the silence, still staring at the wall in front of you.

“Yes.” 

“The guy was my unit chief. He raped me twice during my first week there.” 

Bucky remains quiet as you explain, watching your face and it’s calm expression. You hesitate, opening and closing your mouth before opening it once more to continue.

“I went to some bar tonight and he hit on me. He didn’t recognize me, and… I don’t know. I thought I’d scare him or something, remind him what he’d done. But then he was here and he kept trying to feel me up even though I’d push him away. I didn’t have a plan yet. And then he snapped at me and then I snapped back…” You trailed off. 

“After I realized what happened, I panicked and I used his phone to call you.”

“I’m really sorry, Bucky.” You say, softer now. You bring your legs up to your chest, wrapping your arms around your shins.

“Okay. I forgive you.” Bucky responds after a moment.

The two of you sit in silence next to each other on the thin sheets. You’re staring at the passing cars out the window. He’s staring at your plant that’s sitting on the small night stand next to your mattress. You’ve changed out the silver tin it was sitting in to a light blue one covered in green polka dots. 

You tilt your head to meet his eyes and look away briefly before meeting them again.

“Can… Can I have a hug, Bucky?” You ask, with the smallest voice in the world, your sentence ending in a small crack.

Bucky doesn’t answer and instead scoots closer to you, wrapping his arms around your body and pulling you onto his lap, your thighs on either side of him, chests touching. His left arm wraps around your back and drags slowly up and down while his right hand rests on the back of your head, softly scratching through your still damp hair. Your hands are tucked close between both your chests and your breath fans softly against his neck where your head is tucked into. He silently breathes in your scent, the children’s strawberry soap you use mixed with a homey, warm small that’s just you. He watches out the window as the sky turns from a dark blue to a deep orange; it should be about five-thirty right about now and the morning traffic is about to start.

“There’s a ton of white cat hair on your shoulder, Buck.” He hears you whisper against him, voice slurring a bit with drowsiness, the last bits of adrenaline wearing off.

He smiles to himself and holds you until you're fast asleep, and then stays for a while after that, too.

[kendelias]

OTP ask game for Oliver and Isaac?

skipped number thirteen cos it bummed me out and the last one bc it was to make up your own q!

1. What was their first impression of each other?

oliver was immediately attracted to isaac, and crushed on him for most of their childhood. isaac thought oliver was hot, but an asshole (which isn’t 100% wrong but he thought he was like a bully and boy was he wrong!). plus, he was busy crushing on lydia, so he also viewed him as lydia’s sidekick (which also wasn’t wrong).

2. What is their ship name?

olisaac!

3. Describe their relationship dynamic.

oliver going “BNJFNSKBNELBNKLEN” and isaac smiling, softly, but putting his face in his hands and going “oh my god” nonetheless. dumbasses, empty heads but full hearts.

4. What was their relationship like before they got together?

oliver was quietly pining from afar, isaac was slightly afraid of him (for no good reason).

5. How would they describe each other?

isaac would describe oliver as a dumbass with a great ass. a know-it-all, but in a good way, and extremely caring and loyal. (also lowkey a crackhead)

meanwhile, oliver would describe isaac as gentle, kind, and very, very handsome. also semi-aloof. like isaac wishes not to be known but uh oh! oliver is going to know him!

6. What do they love about each other?

everything, but specifically isaac loves oliver’s brain (intelligence... hot) and his very cute ears (pointy. isaac monsterfucker confirmed.)! oliver loves isaac’s (at times hidden) kind heart and his back!

7. What do they have in common?

crunchy outside gooey inside, ride-or-die loyalty, putting their lives on the line for dumb reasons

8. What are some differences between them?

oliver thinks things through whereas isaac jumps headfirst into danger; oliver is super extroverted whereas isaac is more introverted; oliver is very nosey whereas isaac is like “please can we mind our own business”

9. What made them realize they were in love?

oh great question. i think for oliver it was more of a long-time realization than an abrupt moment, but i think he really acknowledged it to himself when isaac was hospitalized and nearly killed in 3x01. for isaac, it’s legitimately the next episode, after he’s put in the ice bath and there’s a scene for them that’s like. very. important. (it’s kind of spoiler-y and not yet written so im being vague as hell)

10. What are their love languages?

a little bit of everything, but mostly words of affirmation and quality time!

11. Do they get married? Who proposes and how?

they do!!! oliver proposes but only after long and extensive conversations about it; it’s probably a surprise but like. just the two of them in their own home after watching a movie on netflix or something.

12. What would happen if they never met?

bro..... hate to think about it. BUT oliver would probably be very promiscuous (as he kind of was beforehand) and wouldn’t settle down til much later in life. he probably would have stayed with his mother and taken on the duties that were meant to be placed on him which... would be bad! meanwhile, things would have gone pretty much the same for isaac as in canon im sure, which is upsetting in its own right! 

14. Are there any love rivals?

i mean besides the nameless people oliver dates before isaac (and technically lydia i guess), not really!

15. Describe your favorite moment of that ship!

okay so from what i’ve written (because i’m sure there’s some i haven’t written that’s gonna be really good), right after isaac decides he’s going to leave beacon hills with erica and boyd in 2x11, he goes to see oliver, and asks him what he thinks. oliver tells him outright what he thinks and it’s a very mature and honest conversation that shows the serious side of oliver we rarely get to see! they have like a really real conversation about their relationship and why isaac shouldn’t stay for oliver particularly, but for himself. it gets to me every time.

16. What do other characters think about this relationship?

for the most part, nobody cares JSDMFKMKSDNKF like they’re just chillin! but lydia thinks they’re very cute (although she was a little jealous at first), murphy thinks they’re annoying but he’s really secretly happy for oliver, and imogen is like “hell yeah go off lil elf boy.” oliver’s mom, elaina, has forbidden oliver interacting with the pack but she also doesn’t know he’s like. gay or anything let alone dating isaac jdfkewfkn

17. Describe or write a really fluffy scene!

okay so after their first date, oliver drives isaac home and they have a (joking and flirting) conversation about their relationship and how isaac should stop, like, endangering his own life. they also have their first kiss! here have some dialogue

Oliver: Hey, what you did tonight? It was kind of stupid.

Isaac: Which part?

Oliver: See, the fact that you have to ask that question concerns me. [Isaac chuckles.] Some of us kind of care that you keep endangering your life, you know.

Isaac: Kind of?

Oliver: Okay, really care. Really, really care.

Isaac: That’s new for me. You, Derek, and Scott might be the first people to care.

Oliver: Somehow I got that feeling.

18. Describe or write a really angsty scene!

okay so the scene after isaac gets dunked in the ice... angst! but besides that, the scene where gerard corners them both in the locker room during the lacrosse game in 2x11

19. Talk about a headcanon you’ve never talked about before.

okay so i kind of talk about everything about them to at least saraid and nicole BUT for part of their honeymoon they go to disneyland in paris, france and are very obnoxious the entire time

20. What does a typical date look like for them?

they love going on long drives!! they also love museum dates and taking walks in parks

21. What’s a really significant moment in their relationship?

oh when isaac admits that he cares... that’s a good one! because it shows oliver that this is more than a one-sided infatuation. plus it’s just after when gerard’s cornered them in the locker room and oliver’s healed him. it’s a moment,,,, whew.

send me a ship for the otp ask!

[randomlerson75]

Stuff people at my high school have said or done

• “I’ll just pretend I broke my ankle. I’ll limp a little”

�� “You’re face doesn’t even have many bones”

• “Do you wipe your ass with your fingers”

• “I look cute though so I’m saving it”

• “They’re not dirty minded they just have a sexy brain”

• “This is not a good situation now. I’m not happy”

• *sleeping in class and randomly screams* “STOP!!!”

• “I’m coloring my weed symbol”

• “I stretch pretty violently I’m sorry”

• “I look like I’m more full of life than you”

•”I’m a good person” “haha ok”

• “I’m gonna round it to the nearest 11”

• “You don’t always have to swallow”

• “What a fucking time to be alive”

• “why are you harissing me”

• “That’s why you turn around and punch him in the face”. “I don’t have time”

• “You are the highest grade”

• “Does it taste normal”. “No it tastes good”

• “Why are we all up in this cold ass blueberry”

• “The sun can’t be that hot”

• “I could have overreached but that would make me stupid”

• “I’m all muscle bro, it’s tight on me”

• ”I’m a stripper that’s how I make my money”

• “You’re my mom” *talking to the teacher*

• “Are you high” “just get it off”

• *laughs normally* “you sound like a pedophile”

• “Pinkie ring until I roll”

• *about to jump off a cliff in a video for free diving* “push her”

• “Capitalism is ok”

• “It’s so funny how you can be alive one second and dead the next”

• “Change the m in marijuana to a j. Jarijuana”

• *teacher puts desk in the hallway*

• “He smoked water”

• “You can’t speak Latin” “Can you?”

• “May I acquire a pencil” “yes you may” “have a blessed day”

• “I’m going to write a book about how depressed I am”

• “God has forsaken me”

• *girls trying to stab each other with scissors*

• “I got a pretty long weenus. It looks like a penis”

• “My skeleton is twerking”

• *draws a skeleton twerking* “this is why it’s fun to learn art”

• “Why does he have eye holes?” “He’s a skeleton”

• “Don’t get my businesses ”

• “YOU ARE A WHORE”

• “love is so good”

• “Happy 17th day of birth”

• “You know it’s cold when you walk outside and it’s cold

• “why are you smiling like a creep Jess?” “That’s my normal face”

• “I’m living my best life, right here right now”

• *About thirty kids doing nothing but snapping*

• “Yes, I am very racist about smart boards”

• “I used to be like ;) but now I’m like :|”

• “Physically I’m here but mentally I’m still at home”

• “Emotions are like hurricanes. They never go where they are suppose too”

• “it took me a whole 27 minutes”

• “I would pay for the fire alarm to go off again”

• “Why did we get such a gay name like Florence”

• “this is my dad” *points to Albert Einstein

• *A REAL debate on wether to rip the clippy part off of mechanical pencils*

• “Not gonna lie. I grinded a friends marathon this weekend”

• “FINISH THE TEA”

• “You should know to never mess with another persons tech deck”

• “She has a thing against white people even though she’s white”

• “Speak of the devil. All white, what a fright”

• “You are a children”

• “You think a bull in a china shop? How about a bomb in a restaurant”

• “Me do”

• “I cheesed myself”

• “I never said I was going to jump you at Bojangles”

• “Knitting is VERY fun”

• “I’m not good enough, I’m great enough”

• “North Korea, South Korea, Same thing”

• *drops pencil* “NOOOOOOOOO”

• *light flickers* “excuse you”

• “You can make Australia bigger?”

• “Why don’t we burn people at the stake anymore for doing crimes. It was proven very effective”

• “It’s like I went into the pits of hell”

• “Can I borrow her crutches” “She has a lot”

• “You have arms?”

• “I was born thick”

• “I wasn’t sick I was drunk”

• “be a good person. Go go go”

• “Lotion and ravioli”

• “It smells like weed in here”

• “F*ck oxygen”

• “bring it back tomorrow or you die”

• “Tables are for glasses, not asses”

• “Stick it in between her boobs”

• “A lot of religions end in ism” “Christianiaism”

• “I just want someone to snort my ashes. That would be cool. Mix it with a little cocaine”

• “The United States of Australia”

• “Clark Kent who. I’m kidding, that’s not even Spider-Man”

• “Mental cheese”

• “Your blood is not supposed to make whistling noises”

• “Who sleeps on a Friday night”

• “A whole ass race”

• “that’s a sexy button” “I know right”

• *Screams* “and....”

• “Judaism is neither a religion or race”

• “Have you ever met someone and thought ‘wow. I would feel no remorse killing you’”

•“I hate this school with a burning passion”

•“Beep beep in your seats”

•“What is wrong with the world? The simulation is breaking”

•“What if we’re each other’s dad”

•“You use mental gymnastics to get around your head and get what you want”

•”You can’t just roll up to North Korea. You have to beat me in bingo”

•*teachers wear a dress and played despacito on the trumpet*

• “He’s a stingy boi”

• “A for anarchy? Dude i wish”

• “shut up I’m choking”

• “The snack the smiles back” “GOLDFISH!!!”

• “Where’s the pointy boi?” “I don’t know. I have the thick boi”

• “Dude. Fish can’t talk”

• “Stop taking my eraser” “it’s a ruler” “it can be whatever it wants to be”

• “A female vacuum is attractive”

• “I can love you but not like you”

• “I am mother gothel mentally, physically and spiritually

• “Mother gothel is my religion”

• “IM GETTING A COW!!!!”

• “It’s like Leonardo Da’Vinchi but instead it’s Leonardo Decaprio”

• “I wish I had some crippling disease. Schizophrenia would be nice”

• “I’m gonna kill someone for the rush of adrenaline I’ll get. I’ll get pumped, then I’ll work out”

• “Should I become an important political figure”

• “My cats might have eaten him”

• “Who else is trying to overthrow the government”

• “Where’s our kid?” “He looked at me funny and I had to teach him a lesson. I flushed him down the toilet”

• “I text Jesus all the time”

• “You are a saucy boi”

• “Your neck is really soft. Do you know that?”

• “Um. No professor. I don’t give a fuck”

• “Bro I look like a whole ass beetle”

• “You know? I’m definitely going to hell. But I’ve accepted that”

• “We need to go to the woods and have a collective cry”

• “Moths = whore”

• “Can we watch more food videos”

• “Just outlive the old people and health care prices can go back to normal”

• “Let’s just start the gladiator games again to handle population”

• “I’ll be Michael Phelps”

• “Don’t you just hate it when Nolan steps on your 69 Barbie head”

• “He’s so 20”

• “LITTLE BOY! WHERE ARE YOUR NIPPLES”

• “You guys disgust me”

• “I thought I had a good nights sleep but then I stood up and was like ‘oh no’”

• “you look better as an apple”

• “Why the fuck does it smell like weed in here. Mrs. Burch be blazing it up”

• “What is the coast of South Carolina growing” “Fish”

• “Why are we here on Halloween but not on Thanksgiving”

• “Even though I’m 18 I still might go trick or treating”

• “All minors should be allowed to trick or treat”

• “Tomorrow is not today, is it?”

• “ah yes, the glorious uno and dos”

• “I think Kanye is a crackhead”

• “Like. She’s not hideous”

• “Casserole and Gatorade?”

• “That’s what Google’s for girly”

• “this class has corrupted me”

• “You stepped on my fat”

• “What would Jesus do?”

• *Squeaks kazoo in anguish*

• “We’re going to watch a video about the depression” “weird, nobody has been following me around with cameras”

• “Approximately 50 minutes till ice cream”

• “Did you know heroin is not good for you?”

• “I have the constant need to fight myself and my demons”

• “what the hell?” “I know”

• “you are crack-a-lakin me up”

• “I have no muscles so what’s the point”

• “Flex on the legless”

• “didn’t that movie come out in November? Fifty shades of green?”

• *County music blares from another class down the hall*

• “I got a twin brother” “What’s his name” “Pj”

• “Keep the iPhone in your ear”

• “Super white red lipstick”

• “They just need a lot more dollars”

• “Don’t be like Anthony” “Isn’t he your son”

• “There’s a lot that needs to happen in the next.... today”

• *Plays bagpipe music walking down the hallway*

• “Say sorry to Billie Eilish”

• “We should make army merch”

• “Some of us have bitch lips”

• “Time is moco loco”

• “Alfred Adler sounds like Adolf Hitler”

• “Albert Einstein is my favorite president” “YES”

• “It’s winter berries”

• “She just unfollowed your ass”

• “Do you ever get so mad you’re like rrrrr”

• “Bear Grills filtered that shit”

• “The US army is trying to recruit us with socks and bandannas”

• “This dude tastes bad”

• “I’m a sophisticated retard”

• “It’ll get your heart rate up” “I think asthma will make my heart rate go down”

• “She was like egh and the he was like EGH”

• *Door won’t open* “DISRESPECTFUL”

• “if she wasn’t my sister she would be my baby”

• “Will you let me make love to an Oreo”

• “Directions turn me on”

• “I’ll eat you” “Dude that’s gay”

• “you’ve been had a 69 in here”

• “I’m gonna be real with you. Hayden is a whole ass lesbian”

• “I’m sorry that picture is ugly. Sorry sis”

• “A whole jump suit with pikachu on it”

• “He’s been birthed”

• “Ru Paul’s drag race has been dragged”

• “Imma sip some chlorine”

• “why do you gotta throw up”

• “suicidal dog collar”

• “I’m pulling out Murphy’s head ass”

• “you’re gonna be single forever”

• “Do you trust me?” “No” “why” “you know why” “I told the truth after”

• “I didn’t mean to make her suicidal”

• “I did it in the most respectful way I possible could” “oh Jesus”

• “it’s not my fault she had that much of a connection”

• “she’s a sly bitch”

• *dresses in a Thomas the train hat and plays Thomas the train theme song on a piano*

• “I’m getting better at this” “what” “this”

• “It’s just my master plan to manipulate people’s emotions and have many successes in my future”

• “How do you do that” “I just empty my eyes”

• “You know what. Give me my birthday back”

• “Bitch bye. Not even cousins”

• “they go away. They don’t putt putt”

• “why” “so you don’t die in a police chase”

• “are you a virgin” “yes” *throws paper* “there’s my virginity for you”

• “I’m not stupid. I’m just not smart”

• *tries to hit someone with a decapitated mannequin head that has swim goggles on and fake blood coming out of its eyes*

• “you ignant”

• “I hope she chokes”

• “I had to sit at the edge of my chair, feet flat on the floor and hold my horn”

• “I don’t want to get my freaking hair done”

• “he hates my moms guts” “yeah no shit”

• “ok. Can you go cry over there”

• “Fuckin Jurassic world”

• “will you please beat up my mom”

• *drops phone purposefully* *immediately gets scared*

• “I want a new mom” “then break her”

• “did you just say what’s frog juice”

• *freshman walk by* “oh shit there’s a parade of them”

• “that five year old king is a queen”

• “Join the ranks”

• “Garrett’s carressing the computer” “cool”

• “You’re going into my dragons mouth”

• “Don’t snap my crab”

• “Crab breaking black belt”

• “are you milking the crab”

• “Cameron buttered my lemons”

• “Mixed with god”

• “What’s the juice”

• “I’m your bestie and you won’t even tell me the juice”

• “Let’s amazon.com this”

[uniformbravo]

uhh indirectly tagged by @kittensintinytophats​ lol (it looked fun,,)

Rules: answer twenty-one questions, then tag twenty-one people you’d like to get to know better!

Nicknames: NONE im just called rieley

Zodiac: capricorn

Height: 5′7″

Last Movie Seen: spiderverse babey

Last Thing I Googled: wit studio! they’re the ones behind that music video i reblogged & i wanted to see what else they’d done (snk, ancient magus bride, after the rain)

Fav. Musicians: damn ok uh i dont rly follow musicians unless they’re on yt so off the top of my head (links lead to yt vids by the respective artist): eve, marasy, fb piano anime, kokoko6891/katsurank, frederic, yorushika, & perfume but honestly i rly do just find most of my music thru anime so my library has a ton of variation in artists

Song Stuck in My Head: the honda-san ed pleas e it’s so good and cute

Other Blogs: musicaltincan (art blog) & novembergolf (music blog)

Do I Get Any Asks: occasionally!

Following: 333 (omg i didnt notice)

Followers: 651 here & 356 on the art blog

Amount of Sleep: hmm i know i need like 9 hrs but lately ive been getting like around 6 or 7?

Lucky Number: idk lol 11:10 maybe

What I’m Wearing: not to call myself out but this pair of jeans ive been wearing for like 2 weeks straight, some socks & this navy blue tank top that i’ve had on forrr maybe a week?? im awful!

Dream Job: anything that makes me happy tbhhh

Dream Trip: srry for another vague answer but honestly just anywhere that’s cool that i’d have a good time at lol,,,, it’d be cool to go to a disney park outside of the us but i wouldn’t feel comfortable going to a foreign country unless i or someone i was going with knew the language.,.,, anxietie babey

Fav. Food: i rly love.... inari

Play Any Instruments: piano!! used to do violin in middle school but it’s been so long that that’s basically irrelevant now!

Languages: just english! im like half-assedly studying japanese tho (better than no-assedly at least)

Fav. songs: fuck what the fuck. im gonna limit myself to a quick 5:

this acapella cover of world revolving bc im listening to it rn & it fuckin slaps

sparkle by radwimps (from your name)

hikari e by fran chou chou (zombieland saga ed) fuckign beautiful i,,,, cried the first time i heard the full version LOL (i cant explain in words how much i love this one)

flashback by miyavi (kokkoku op)

fighter by bump of chicken (march comes in like a lion ed1)

for you by rie fu (wandering son ed) ((i kno i said only 5 but i just remembered this song))

Random Facts: i have a pair of pointy tweezers by my laptop as a like a fidget toy kinda thing & every time i start playing w/ it im lowkey scared im gonna accidentally poke myself in the eye, 2nd fact my back hurts

Describe Yourself Using Aesthetic Things: ok um. that point late at night where everything finally goes quiet & there’s nothing but the dead silence of the night & the various noises made by you. the far off sound of someone practicing piano, making plenty of mistakes but still learning nonetheless. astoundingly beautiful cuts of animation captured in gifs to be celebrated online. the sensation of cold water hitting your skin on a hot summer day. the end

ok im not tagging 21 whole ass ppl wtf thats so many???? i dont even feel like taggin anyone rn tbh. @saigems​ for sure but other than that idk, do it if u wanna, thats what i did! tag me so i can see ur music recs lol

[theofficeofsupremegenius]

in the moonlight (part 1)

a prentiss fic in which emily is a witch!!! dedicated to my girl @badasprentiss <3

A/N: this took me like two months to write bc im very slow but im kind of proud of it! also, im definitely going to make this a series, so let me know if you want to be tagged in it <3

Word Count: 2,332

Warnings: blood mention, abduction mention, death mention

Snippet: “With the sun’s slow disappearance came the awakening of the woodland creatures, and Emily could feel your uneasiness. Every time an owl hooted or a coyote howled, your pace slowed and your breath quickened.”

I hope you enjoy!! <3

“Emily? I’m home!” You called to your roommate, setting your keys down on the table by the door. “Emily?” Coming to the conclusion that she wasn’t home, you strolled into the kitchen and pulled a power bar out of the pantry. “Sergio!! Here, kitty kitty.” Maybe Emily took him for a walk? You wouldn’t be surprised.

It’d been two weeks since you’d moved in, but your boxes were all still in the living room. You groaned as you remembered you’d promised Emily you’d take care of them today, but you knew you had to do it.

Muttering to yourself, you sorted through the boxes and finally unpacked everything you wanted in your room. Now you just had to move all the rest of the boxes down into the storage space. You tried to fit everything into two boxes, grabbed your keys, and headed towards the storage unit by your apartment.

~

You set the boxes down on the ground and typed your code into the pad by the door. Slowly, it began to slide up, and you reached down to pick the boxes up again. Standing up again, you looked inside to see Emily standing inside.

She was standing behind a cauldron, stirring it with a hugeass stick, and was surrounded by shelves and shelves of plants and trinkets. There was even a crystal ball on the table near her. Sergio, her black cat, was sitting next to it. You looked up at her and she looked back at you. Neither of you said anything for a solid 40 seconds.

Finally, you managed to say “What the fuck?”

“Uhhh, I can explain. Sit down.” She gestured to one of the chairs by the table. “Close the door.”

You listened, and after you sat, she did too. Sergio jumped up onto your lap and began to purr as you stroked him. Emily started to say something, but paused and gathered her thoughts. “Okay, look.” She brushed her long black hair behind her shoulder and clasped her hands in front of her. “God, it’s hot in here.” She shimmied her black leather jacket off of her, revealing the soft, long sleeved, pink v-neck that you were so fond of. “Uh, okay, so I’m a witch. Um, I found out when I was about 10 years old, and I’ve managed to hide it until now, so if you didn’t tell anyone about this, I’d really appreciate that.”

“What?”

“I’m a witch.” She said again, giggling nervously.

“Shit, Prentiss, I thought you were just doing something for Halloween.”

“Oh, damn, I wish I’d thought of that.” She stood and and walked over to the cauldron, her black high heels clacking on the floor. “You can go back to the apartment now. I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone about this.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. I’m also not going back to the apartment now though; I’m curious as to what you’re making!” You followed her to the cauldron and peered inside. “What are you making it for?”

“Oh my god, don’t get so close to it.” She chuckled and gently nudged you out of the way. “It’s… okay it’s kind of complicated. Are you sure you want to know? It’s kind of intense.”

“Yes, of course!” You smiled widely and went back to sit in the chair.

Emily involuntarily grinned; every time you smiled she just couldn’t help but do it as well. She was actually really glad that you found out about her secret, too. You were one of her best friends and she’d been needing to talk to someone about everything that was happening. “Okay, so, it’s basically just a potion to make you stronger. And the reason I’m making it is because I’m going to need it Halloween night.”

“Why?”

“Well, there’s this wizard. Sephterani.”

“Damn, that’s a cool name.”

She laughed. “Yeah, it is, but he’s also kind of evil. You see, there are some monsters he wants to release into the world. He can only do it at midnight on Halloween though, and he needs to say a spell after drinking a specific potion.”

“What? What monsters? What potion?”

“The monsters… they’re…” Emily shuddered. “They’re terrible. I really hope you never have to find out what they do. And the potion: it gives you the ability to communicate with them. I think I can find the recipe.”

She turned and scanned the bookshelf behind her. “Here.” She tipped the leather book out of its spot and set it down on the table. “This book is actually illegal in the magic world, but I have it just so I can figure out what I need to prevent.” Emily winked at you and held her finger to her mouth. “Sh.” She flipped through the soft yellow pages, dust flying into the air, until she found what she was looking for. Her finger trailed down the page and she softly murmured the words to herself. “He needs the hearts of 4 humans, 10 liters of pig blood, fur from a black cat, enchanted kukumaca, nightbloom roots, frog legs, a nightingale’s wing, and 3 drops of his own blood.”

“I’m sorry? Excuse me? Did you say the hearts of 4 humans? As in, actual human beings? Is this fucking Snow White or something?”

“Yes, actual humans. I need to stop him from not only releasing the monsters but creating the potion as well.” Emily looked up from the book to check your reaction. You were taking it better than she could have hoped; she knew this must have been pretty shocking, and maybe scary too. She wasn’t really all that surprised though, you’d always been one of the bravest people she knew.

“Oh, shit. Okay, I want to help.” You stood, and Sergio leapt off of your lap. “I want to help you.”

“No, you can’t.” Emily said forcefully. “It’s dangerous, and you wouldn’t be able to protect yourself against him.”

“It’s dangerous for you too, Emily. And I want to help you, I can’t let you do this alone.”

“I can’t let you help me. I’m a fucking witch; I can protect myself. Do you have any idea how devastated I’d be if something happened to you?” Her eyes pierced into you, and her words shook as she spoke. “I can’t let anything happen to you.”

“I have to help you. I’m not going to take no for an answer.”

“You’re going to have to! Because my answer is no.”

“Emily, I am not going to let you do this alone.” You set your hand on top of hers and stroked it with your thumb. “It’ll be okay.”

Emily was quiet for a minute. She wouldn’t be able to take it if anything bad happened to you but she really did need help with this, and you really did want to help. After a few more moments of silent contemplation, she finally decided that she would let you help, but as soon as you were in danger she was going to send you back home.

“The first thing we need to do is figure out where he is.” She sat in front of the crystal ball, and you followed suit. Placing her hands around the crystal, she began to chant in what seemed to be another language. The ball began to fill with a light fog, swirling and pushing against the edges as if it were trying to escape. You finally heard her say a word you recognized, “Sephterani”, and the fog began to clear to reveal a dark wooded area.

“Where is that?” You asked.

“I think that’s down by Henson’s Creek.” Emily swiftly put her jacket back on, placed a few vials full of potions in the pockets, and grabbed a broomstick. You had no idea how she knew where it was from just a bunch of trees, but you were glad she did. “Let’s go.”

“Wait, don’t you need like, your hat or something?”

“My hat? Do you mean a pointy witch’s hat?” Emily scoffed. “We don’t wear those.”

“I mean, you have a broomstick, a crystal ball, a cauldron, and a black cat. I had to ask.” You teased.

~

By the time the two of you got to Henson’s creek, dusk had arrived. You hopped off the back of Emily’s broomstick, your stomach still churning from the ride. Smoothing your hair down, you watched as she somehow fit the broomstick into her small bag.

She gestured for you to follow her through the woods, but as she looked back at you and thought about how dangerous this could be, she wasn’t sure she made the right decision in allowing you to come.

With the sun’s slow disappearance came the awakening of the woodland creatures, and Emily could feel your uneasiness. Every time an owl hooted or a coyote howled, your pace slowed and your breath quickened. Finally, even though it might alert Sephterani of your presence, Emily lit up the end of her wand like a flashlight so that you could feel a bit better.

“Emily?” You whispered. “What are we gonna do once we find him?”

“Well, first I’m gonna try to talk him down. And if that doesn’t work, I’m going to have to fight him.”

“Like, a fist fight? Or spells and stuff?”

“Uh, spells and stuff, I guess. But hopefully it won’t come to that.” As nervous as she was, Emily knew she had to keep up a brave face to keep you at ease. “And it probably won’t. I can be very persuasive.”

You nodded and continued walking beside her.

“Sh.” Emily suddenly stopped and held out her arm in front of you. “Do you see that?”

Squinting, you peered into the darkness. “Yeah, I do. Holy shit.”

A bit ahead of you were 4 people, unconscious, and tied to a tree. Emily raced towards them and you trailed close behind her. She knelt down beside them and cut the people free; they all fell to the ground with gentle thuds. She took her wand and muttered something, tapping each of them on the forehead.

“What was that for?” You asked, kneeling next to her.

“So that they won’t remember this.” Prentiss said gently.

You nodded and stood back up. “Why would Sephterani just leave them here? Why not just kill them right away? I mean, I’m glad that we got to them before he did, but I don’t quite understand how we did. Where is he?”

“I’m not sure.” Emily sighed. “It’s possible we’re walking right into a trap, but at least we’ve saved them.” She gestured towards the people lying on the dirt, and with a flick of her wand, they disappeared. “They’re all in the town center park now. They’ll be confused, but they’ll find their way home.”

You stared down at your shoes, unsure of what to say. Maybe it had been a mistake to come along with Emily; you really did want her safe, but what could you do about it? You weren’t sure that you could help her, and maybe you were even making it harder on her.

As if she could read your mind, Emily spoke. “Hey, I’m really glad you came with me. This is really creepy, and it’s nice to have you here.”

You nodded and smiled, looking back down at your shoes.

“So now we wait.” Emily lifted her chin and leaned back against the tree. “He’ll come back soon enough. Definitely before midnight.”

The sky grew darker and the moon rose higher, it was hours later but Sephterani still hadn’t come back. Both of your suspicions that it was somehow a trap were getting stronger. But there you were, waiting anyway. The two of you talked the entire time, trying to fill the scared silence. Slowly, each of you came to the realization that you felt most comfortable together.

You learned about her past: she was 13 when she found out she was a witch, and she struggled to hide it from her parents. When she was finally leaving for college, she went to one that taught magic while pretending to be a normal college. Their acceptance rate was 6.3%, because so many non-magical people applied to it thinking it was just a really good college. When Emily graduated, she knew she needed a normal job to keep her parents off her back, so she applied to the FBI. That way, she could still be helping people, even if it wasn’t with her magic. Once she came into contact with Sephterani, though, it started to interfere with her work, and she had to leave a few times to track him down. She was hoping to one day stop him once and for all.

And she learned about you and your past: how strong and kind you were, the hardships you’d been through, and the times you’d been most happy. She also learned that she was starting to fall in love with you.

Emily couldn’t take her eyes off of you. The moonlight lit up your skin, sparkled in your eyes, and glowed on your hair. She looked down at her hand to see that yours was placed on top, but she didn’t know if you had put it there out of affection or out of fear. God, how she hoped it was affection.

As you looked up at the moon, Emily softly called your name. “I really like you, Y/N.”

“I really like you too, Prentiss.” You turned to look at her, and she started leaning in. She was so close you could feel her breath on your lips, but suddenly she gasped and pulled away.

“I like you as well, Emily Prentiss.” A deep voice came from above you. Sephterani had come out of nowhere, and he lowered onto the ground, his dark green cloak billowing around him and scattering the fog that had arrived along with him. “It’s too bad that I’m going to have to kill you.”

Tags: @thewriterandhercat @spencer-puppies-and-stuff @fl0werb0nes18 @teatimewithtiya

[gelphie]

how do you square elphaba with the rather blatant antisemitic undertones to her design? From the sharp teeth, monstrous appearance, green skin, and the sexualized revulsion from her peers, there are very strong overtones of antisemitic tropes present in everything about her, even if the point of the character is to subvert the value of appearances and initial reactions? an aside, do you have any Jewish analog peoples/characters in any of your fics? any knowledge valuing very old ethnoreligions?

Hey! super long answer, putting it under the cut. Nice ask, dude. Let’s go.

Before i get into the meat of this (about the caricature and my opinion on that) I’ll answer your aside questions. An important thing to note: I’m Australian and have always lived in Australia, and there are not many Jewish people in Australia (at least not compared to the US.) You don’t get educated or get any kind of Jewish cultural knowledge/exchange unless you’re in the right community or intentionally trying to learn about it.SO that said! I don’t have any direct analog of Jewish peoples/characters in my fics. Because I have very, very little knowledge of Jewish culture, and have no personal experience with Jewish people, even indirectly. I’m not the right person to write about that. Pretty much everything else ive written about in my fics have been things I’m at least semi-experienced with (ontop of research I do), and that’s the only way I can ensure they’re handled correctly. As for very old ethnoreligions… I would say the closest thing to that in TLC is Quadling animism (ancient spiritual beliefs that are still v/ well recorded by contemporary Quadlings), though that’s not quite comparable to Judaism. In SM there will be at least one, possibly a few, though there hasn’t been much world building yet because the plot is just being established and I don’t want to give spoilers. (Spoilers tho: Kumbrician witches.)

SO. NOW ON TO THE ACTUAL QUESTION.The Wicked Witch of The West from the 1939 movie was 100% an anti-semetic caricature in case anyone was wondering, go look it up. (in the WoO books she was not green and a completely different character.) With most racist caricatures, the response is to Delete the caricature from existence. It’s offensive, it’s insidious, ect. And I think talking about the original Wicked Witch and condemning that design is super important? Most people do not know its a caricature! and so we have movies taking after The WoO (1939) that continue to frame the Wicked Witch as evil and therefore perpetuate that caricature.

Elphaba… is technically a caricature, since she IS the wicked witch of the west, but ofc the intent/framing there is totally different. Because Elphaba is very much morally correct - shes far ahead of her peers + her time - and is by far the most compassionate character in Wicked. Also, despite peoples distaste at her skin, she is clearly someone that is desired; she has everyone from hot socialite white girls to attractive Vinkan princes digging her, which is nice. She is who we relate to. And relatability is the antithesis of a caricature’s goal.

So the question there is: is that good, was it worth it, did it work? Did twisting the caricature work? Is it ever a good idea to try to redeem or reclaim a caricature? 

In my personal opinion, and in discussions with other people on this subject, in the case of the Wicked Witch of The West and Elphaba Thropp… yes. It was a good way to counter an incredibly normalised cultural caricature. The WoO was a game changer of a movie. Technically, stylistically, musically; its an iconic movie that’s never going to fade out of film history. Attempting to simply reject that movie would have been like … just not really possible? It was too big a Moment. So I think having the meaning of the green witch, as a symbol, be changed from bad to good (via an incredibly popular & iconic musical) is one of the better ways to counter that. And I think it’s worked! people fucking love witches! People aren’t interested in unsympathetic witches!! And it’s not a coincidence that people have come to love witches in a post-Wicked age. Wicked helped place witches firmly in the role of a relatable character. (along with other media dearly loved by the queer community, like hocus pocus & a bunch of fantasy books with cool witches and look, witches are just great.) And the green witch has become the most iconic witch.

Is that changing DONE? No. We still get media made with the green witch as evil and ugly. (Like OZ The Great and Powerful. Which, go figure, a terrible movie that no one talks about.) And that effort to redeem that caricature, to the point that it eclipses the messages of the 1939 movie, must continue. And I think it will? Most people seem way more into ‘sympathetic witch babes as analogues for oppressed people’ than ‘gross scary witches’. We just gotta keep that going, and include the green witch in that group of relatable, sympathetic, loveable witches! 

That said, there are some things to watch out for to avoid perpetuating/playing into Elphaba’s caricature roots while writing her! Don’t be excessive with their facial features? Like give elphaba a big nose because big noses are beautiful, give her a pointy chin, but not comedic/ridiculous levels. And be careful with the tone of written descriptions. Even from the perspective of other characters. Having glinda (even falsely/while ignorant) narrate about features such as their nose, chin and teeth with disgust is… not great. It’s canon that glinda looked at Elphaba pre-any sort of friendship and was like “omg ur beautiful” so its not even super ic. Anyway I hope that is a satisfying answer, lmk if I’ve missed anything really important on this subject… and im gonna go read about this caricature again to refresh my memory lmao

[catacombsaint]

okay this was inevitable here’s my Headcanons Post about the new batch of ghouls based on what i’ve seen of them so far. this is long as shit, sorry

first off, reasons the ghouls got replaced in the first place: 

omega’s already retired as a band ghoul so

earth and air got hitched, literally, they married now

papa told alpha to take a break(this would make more sense if i ever wrote out my whole thing with alpha). let him rest.

mist and aether took one look at the babyghouls that were clawing each other’s eyes out for a chance at being in the band and were like “fuck that noise”. @silverthurible came up with the idea that mist started a subset of the church for sisters and female ghouls and i fucking love that idea so that’s what i’m going with. and then since my aether is mist’s bff he’s the only boy allowed in her girl scout troop. the girls like to braid flowers into his hair.

all of the new boys are relatively recently-initiated ghouls which, in my au, means they’ve all just grown or just started growing their horns and tails, and they’ve finally come out of the gross phase of being a new ghoul when your teeth and nails fall out to make room for your new fangs and claws

however this is also the phase of being a ghoul when you kind of go through this, like, hormonal phase, and you’re very excitable and tend to act on feral instincts more impulsively

fire is a feisty lil shitlord and he kind of has a “something to prove” complex about him. he’s like a fired-up little dragon, kinda has little-man syndrome. is lowkey terrified of alpha because alpha likes to loom around during rehearsals and be very possessive of papa(again....would make more sense if i wrote out The Thing) and he deathglares at new fire if he gets too close to him lmao. also going with @silverthurible‘s nickname for him being “ifrit”. he didn’t earn that nickname, he picked it himself because it sounds cool and he tries really hard to make it stick. his horns are pretty short but they’re very tightly spiraled, like an eland? has a short tail still but it has a big oversized pointy spade at the tip 

water is sassy as fuck and a very feral kind of ghoul*, hence his little head-tilts that he likes to do. youngest of the new batch?? he files his horns down into little rounded tips because he thinks it’s a cute alternative to the Big Horns look that’s popular with the general ghoul population. has a very slender and whiplike tail. mad sexual tension with ifrit. everyone calls him dewdrop or just dew which you’d think he would hate but he embraces it fully because he knows he cute as hell. papa iii thinks his name is Drew

*he was born to two ghoul parents, so he’s a fullblooded ghoul. i’ve explained before in this post what fullblooded ghoul children are like. since he’s so young he hasn’t yet mellowed out, like old air did, so he totally still eats bugs off the ground and hisses at people and doesn’t know how to sit in a chair. runs up a flight of stairs on all fours/goes back down like that scene from the exorcist

new aether ended up in the band because omega wanted to hand-pick the next aether ghoul, and the way he did that was by having a bunch of hopefuls line up for a headbutting contest. new aether won because he has very sharp needlehorns like a klipspringer(lol jokez) and almost took omega’s eye out. also new aether is trans because i have to rub my nefarious little queer hands on everything. he gets accidentally outed to old earth+air at some point and earth is like “u....my son now”. his trans dad lovs him* :^)

earth’s only like ten years older than him but he’s his dad now and he’s gonna like it. air is old enough to be his grandfather lmfao. they’re both very protective of him 

new air. my god. this hot mess. Absolute Trash. benign trash, but trash nonetheless. im going with @aristice‘s idea that new air is gifted with good looks and really impressive horns but like, he wasn’t even that into the idea of being a band ghoul but he ended up as one and he’s like Oh God How Did I Get Here I Am Not Good With Keyboard. but he tries, let him live

new earth.....i have not seen anything of this ghoul so i haven’t had a chance to come up with anything abt him yet??? it’ll happen lmao but not yet

papa is not very patient with this new batch because all three of his guitarists are Young Ghouls and he’s like Lucifer Save Me. but he loves them anyway because papa iii loves his good boys

[grrlwonder-archive]

RULES. repost, don’t reblog. tag ten. TAGGED. the bae @magicxecustos TAGGING. @perfectforayear, @thirdwcnder, @theredwonder, @yallneedahero, @favdream, @thegreatunxter, @notbctmcn, @twerpzilla, @illuminatedflight, @xmarksthescott, @futuresuper, @canary-noir, @cacciatriice

BASICS.

 FULL  NAME.   stephanie alice bellinger  NICKNAME.   steph, stephie, stephers, eggplant wonder  AGE.   22 (verse dependent)  BIRTHDAY.   august 17  ETHNIC GROUP.   caucasian  NATIONALITY.   american  LANGUAGE / S. english, swahili, basic spanish & french  SEXUAL ORIENTATION.   heterosexual, bicurious  ROMANTIC ORIENTATION.   panromantic  RELATIONSHIP STATUS. single (verse dependent)  CLASS.   lower  HOME TOWN / AREA.   gotham city, new jersey, usa  CURRENT HOME.   an apartment in the city with a rather lousy landlord  PROFESSION.   law school student

PHYSICAL.

 HAIR.   honey blonde with golden reflects, about mid-back in general length  EYES.   generally described as blue, though they tend to look teal in certain lighting. too round to be almond shaped, too wide to be considered round. bright & almost child-like, but they’re often narrowed in suspicion  NOSE.    once it was cute & button-y, now it’s a little too long & wide. it has suffered too many fractures, most visible one the bridge now  FACE.   round with rather chubby cheeks, a pointy chin, wide forehead, & slight widow’s peak  LIPS.   full & a little round. if she’s not wearing only chapstick, she has on a deep, almost burgundy shade of lipstick, or a bright red lipstick. they tend to be chapped from picking & biting at them  COMPLEXION.   fair, but she tends to tan easily during the summer  BLEMISHES.    there are a few scars from missions gone wrong, one faded one from when she had chickenpox and picked at when she was five SCARS.   her entire body is littered with soft, faded scars. from knife to bullet wounds. there’s a particularly nasty knife slash that goes across her chest; it starts on the middle and ends just short of her left nipple.  TATTOOS.   when her daughter turned 1y/o she used a fake a id to get the outline of a star on purple on her right shoulder blade  HEIGHT.   5′5″  WEIGHT. 129 lbs / 58.5 kg  BUILD.   slender, small waist & wide hips, well toned  FEATURES.   tends looks fairly average from an outside perspective, especially because she tends to slouch a little as to not attract too much attention  ALLERGIES.     USUAL HAIR STYLE.   down, doing its thing, or up into ponytail or braids  USUAL FACE LOOK.    serene & approchable  USUAL CLOTHING.    she wears a lot of muted colors & denim. the occasional leather jacket is a must, along w/ her staple military-green jacket

PSYCHOLOGY.

 FEAR / S.   major abandonment issues. failure. the sound of drills. scalpels, needles, & other medical equipment  ASPIRATION / S.  to do & inspire good on others. prove to the world that your background doesn’t define you  POSITIVE TRAITS.   witty, chatty, friendly, approachable, upbeat, resilient, persistent  NEGATIVE TRAITS.   sarcastic, quick-tempered, vengeful, cynical, stubborn  MBTI.   enfp-a the campaigner  ZODIAC.   leo  TEMPEREMENT.   sanguine  SOUL TYPE / S.   hunter, caregiver, helper all at 17  ANIMALS.   eagle  VICE HABIT / S.   social drinker, former smoker  FAITH.   agnostic  GHOSTS?   was one once  AFTERLIFE?   been there, done that  REINCARNATION?   don’t wanna find out yet  ALIENS? one is her best firend  POLITICAL ALIGNMENT.   fairly liberal. anarchic, even  ECONOMIC PREFERENCE. indifferent  SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION. shrug emoji  EDUCATION LEVEL.   high school diploma, law student

FAMILY.

 FATHER.   arthur brown  MOTHER.   crystal agnes bellinger  SIBLINGS.   none  EXTENDED  FAMILY.   not in too much contact with her aunts & uncles, grandparents are deceased. cassandra cain is considered an surrogate sister  NAME MEANING / S.   stephanie: french origin, crown. alice: english origin, of noble kin  HISTORICAL CONNECTION ?   none

FAVOURITES.

 BOOK.   the adventures of alice in wonderland  MOVIE. none  5 SONGS.   one girl revolution - superchick, don’t hurt yourself - beyoncé, royal jelly - deap vally, cool girl - tove lo, uprising - muse  DEITY.   -  HOLIDAY.   new years  MONTH.   -  SEASON.   fall  PLACE.   the top of wayne tower  WEATHER. as long as it’s not too hot or cold, she’s okay with whatever  SOUND. the laughter of children by the closest playground  SCENT / S.   sweet / candy  TASTE / S.   warm mashed potatoes with gravy   FEEL / S.   silk, cotton, warmth  ANIMAL / S.   cats  NUMBER.   -  COLOUR.   eggplant

EXTRA.

 TALENTS.   playing the piano. great marksman. quick learner  BAD  AT.   handling abandonment & rejection. thinking before talking  TURN  ONS.   suits!! confidence. intellect  TURN  OFFS.   disregards for others. cockiness.  HOBBIES.   doodling. training. reading  TROPES.   action girl. the chick. girly bruiser  AESTHETIC  TAGS.   cityscape, bruises, neon, bats, shadows, denim, leather  GPOY  QUOTES.   “believe you can and you’re already halfway there.” – theodore roosevelt

FC INFO.

 MAIN  FC / S.   gigi hadid  ALT  FC / S.   nicola peltz  OLDER  FC / S.   margot robbie & charlize theron  YOUNGER  FC / S.   -  VOICE  CLAIM / S.   -

MUN QUESTIONS.

 Q1.   if you could write your character your way in their own movie, what would it be called, what style would it be filmed in, and what would it be about?    A1.  action movie all the way. it would feature the batman: eternal story w/ some major changes regarding steph’s involvement; mainly i would mingle in some of preboot history. occasional flashbacks to stephanie’s god awful childhood to provide background on why she’s so angry at arthur. crystal wouldn’t disappear by the end of it.

 Q2.   what would their soundtrack / score sound like?  A2.   a healthy mix of soundtrack music especially composed for the movie & some post-punk, rock, hip hop to add to the atmosphere of gotham

 Q3.   why did you start writing this character?  A3.    i’ve said it many times before, i was always fascinated by the idea of there ever being a girl robin in the comics that i had never heard of. when i learnt she was batgirl, by heart-eyes levels went off the roof. the more i read about steph, further i liked & identified with her. whens entered roleplaying she seemed like a nice fit for me to grasp as i continued to get more involved in comics. i didn’t plan to fall so much in love with her character, but after writing her for 4 yrs, i’ve become practically a one woman stephanie brown defense squad

 Q4.   what first attracted you to this character?  A4.   two words: girl. wonder

 Q5.   describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse.  A5.   she tends to speak & act without thinking, mostly in the heat of the moment. while sometimes it is blessing, some others she has ended up severely damaging other people & her relationships with them. this has made her be a little more guarded with her feelings, evading to even say the good things.

 Q6.   what do you have in common with your muse?  A6.   i also tend to put my foot in my mouth, though it takes me far more to realize i’ve done it. i try to keep an optimistic look at things too, but inside i’m cynical as they come. i can also be just as hardheaded tbh

 Q7.   how does your muse feel about you?  A7.  i think she likes me--most of the time. when i’m not putting her thru needless pain & suffering just cuz it’s entertaining for me.

 Q8.   what characters does your muse have interesting interactions with?  A8.   goddamn--well, there’s a lot of people i’ve interacted w/ over the years, so it’s hard to pick & choose. there’s definitely a lot of people i loved interacting w/ that now are sadly gone, & there’s nothing i can do about that. but anyways, let’s see if i can do this

there’s cass, who is as close as it gets to having a sibling for steph. they’re always Up to Something; either between them or against each other. when things get low for one, they’re always for each because they know what it’s like to be seen by others (& amongst the bats themselves) as potential trouble. they’re truly the epitome of the term hetero life partners.

then there’s tim. they have had their ups & downs, but they’re finally at a stable place where they can call each other close friends once more. joint patrols are only made awkward by the fact they are naturally awkward people. (also the earth 3 threads are 👌👌 certified gold)

on the other hand we have tim who is both a blessing & the bane of steph’s existence. everything is made 10x worse by the fact that they there’s a major lack of communication & repressed feelings between them. but hey, even if they took one step forward & two steps back, there has been some progress made.

we also have kon who is slowly but surely becoming one of steph’s favorite people. he’s alway down for some shenanigans. he’s for steph to be around, and he’s definitely made up for the time he had her flying unwillingly.

lately addison & steph have had some super interesting interactions. steph sees a lot of herself from back in her spoiler days in the young vigilante, beyond the obvious physical similarities. she wants to help her reach her potential in a more consistent manner than she had herself--now if only addy would let her know wtf is going on, that would help.

this is getting super long so i’m just gonna quickly mention sheri, tim, kuvira, kory & scott (im prolly missing a few people but this is too long already forgive me. basically, if ur tagged in this thing ilu ok 💖) 

 Q9.   what gives you inspiration to write your muse?  A9.  i guess seeing the people above & just people i want to interact w/ really brings out my muse. reading & re-reading comics definitely does help too; i constantly have this nagging feeling to fix where dc fucks steph up tbh

 Q10. how long did this take you to complete?  A10. i dunno--like 2-3 hrs?? i drafted this & came back to it a couple of times lmao