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murasaki-cha · 2 years

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Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Thanks....

Hi sorry for the late reply I was dealing with *flashbacks to me screaming and crying over Yuumori on the floor* stuff

Boy this is tough because I love so may characters. So this isn’t in any particular order:

1. Cardan Greenbriar- I love his character development. He’s such a complex character shown to be selfish but also selfless, cruel yet kind, incredibly smart but dumb. And also a real romantic. He’s a genuinely kind person being forced into a heavily toxic and abusive environment and being forced to abide by the rule “survival of the fittest”. Take him out of that environment and you discover that he’s just a playful kind boy who never had anyone to rely to. Just really love him so much

2. Alex Fierro- they’re literally my favorite in the entire pj universe. Amazing, brave, talented, fierce but kind too, stands for their ideals and rights, never takes shit from anyone etc etc. I love them a lot. And I think Uncle Rick wrote Alex’s genderfluidity really well. Alex just wants people to accept their gender and them as a person. They’re not just their gender or their “unusual” appearance. They’re an awesome warrior, smart, creative and just. The turned the powers they got from Loki which he used to manipulate and control them, and made them their own. And they have a great sense of style if I may say.

3. Eruhaben- he’s an old soul. The dad of the group. And he’s a tsundere which is one of my weakness. It’s honestly his kindness that attracted me to him. He’s a dragon so that’s why he should be extremely selfish but he’s so selfless. He wants to protect his kids. He doesn’t think it’s worth living anymore even with everyone telling him otherwise, even if he actually wants to live. I just have a lot of feels about Goldie gramps.

4. Penelope Eckart- queen. She’s fierce, intelligent, calculative but also really emotionally vulnerable and broken. The entire Yvonne arc thing showed us just what a terrible mental state she’s in. She’s really complex and in my opinion an accurate representation of someone suffering from depression. And my favorite thing is that she didn’t stay with the duke family no matter how much they redeemed themselves. She chose the best environment for herself and her mental health.

5. 707 (Saeyoung Choi)- My husband in Mystic Messenger. Before playing the game I didn’t really have a big impression of him, I actually liked Yoosung more. But than I started getting into the game lore and he stole my heart. Reading about his past, his countless sacrifices, his pure love, his selfless, his desire to protect and how he loves you in every route and is self aware that this is a game for us. That just broke me and made me love this man so so much. He deserves everything.

6. Anya Forger- she’s a kid. That’s what I like about her. She was experimented since she was probably a baby, lost her biological parents, due to her powers she definitely knows too much, stuff that no child should hear or know, she definitely has a fear of abandonment and that’s why she tries so hard to keep her parents from finding out their and her real identities, so they don’t leave her. But despite all of this she’s just a little girl. She likes goofy tv shows, she wants to make friends, she doesn’t like doing homework, she over exaggerates a lot of things like any child her age does, she likes to sleep with her stuffed animals, she likes her big doggo. Anya could have been written as one of those kids that have lost hope on everything because of what happened to them before, but she’s not. She’s just a little kid.

7. William James Moriarty- man who saw this coming(said no one). Ok so I may be fairly new to the Yuumori fandom but god damn me of I would not give my life and soul for this man! He’s so complex and terrifying but he’s so kind. He has the right mindset but chose to execute his ideals in the cruelest way possible but only because he deemed that that was the only way. He used and hurt people, despite himself never wanting to, falling deeper and deeper into despair, making himself the greatest evil alone just so the people around him didn’t get punished and chose death as his ending because he wanted to escape and rest. Honestly Sherlock saved him. And their relationship is beautiful and pure. Exactly what Liam needed.

8. Kym Ladell- (please read Purple Hyacinth!!) Kym is the type of friend everyone deserves and doesn’t deserve at the same time. She’s selfless, courageous, the sunshine everyone needs. But she’s also broken. She hides her pain behind her smile. She’s scared for her loved ones, scared that they could get hurt or that she could hurt them. She’s scared of herself. And yet she tries to be ok. To act ok. She’s cheerful and goofy. If she can make her friends laugh that’s all that matters to her

9. Xie Lian- I’m channeling my inner Hua Cheng to explain this. Beloved angel who has never done anything wrong ever in his entire life. He’s gone through so much and has had every right to turn evil and destroy everything. And yet he chose to be good. He chose to forgive. He doesn’t know how to appreciate himself anymore because he finds no good within himself. He’s just surviving. That is until Hua Cheng came. Even after that he still never he still never stopped being selfless. But he has more self worth now. He’s not just surviving anymore, he’s living. And it’s so beautiful when a character does that

10. Princess Yona- It’s the amazing character development! She went from being this naïve princess, to getting betrayed by her loved ones and loosing everything overnight, experiencing the harshness and difficult life of every citizen of her kingdom and beyond outside of the palace walls, experiencing and fighting wars, changing the lives of so many and knowing what being a true ruler is like. She has the dragons, Yoon and Hak who always support her and she does depend on them but she fights her own battles, even if she has to bleed and hurt, she never backs down and fights. She wants the best for her country, her friends, her loved ones and for everyone else

Boy was it hard to choose only 10. I have so many more characters to talk about bit I’m not that great with explaining and writing stuff even those above took a lot of time to formulate and they’re not that good. I want to say so much about all of them but I don’t know how to say it.

Anyway thanks for letting me talk about this I really appreciate it😊

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paperbackbunnies · 11 months

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James and Regulus are so Carden and Jude from The Cruel Prince series and no i will not elaborate.

#jegulus #marauders #regulus black #dead gay wizards #regulus kinnie #james potter #no explanation needed #do i really have to elaborate?#the cruel prince #jude duarte #prince cardan #jegulus au

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katnissgirlsmakedo · 1 year

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the last hours at its core is about siblings who are insane in similar yet different ways and fundamentally shaped each other’s lives and personalities and morals and would do anything for each other and are each other’s saving grace.

#when matthew said cordelia was alastair’s saving grace….#now james is saying jesse is the only person in the world grace truly loves…..#and mere pages ago he talked about how he would do anything for lucie while also remembering that when she was a kid she used to write #stories about ‘beautiful princess lucie’ and ‘cruel evil prince james’ (she’s SO little sister…)#like. all these fucking SIBLINGS are making me crazyyyy #tlh lb

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steddieas-shegoes · 2 months

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On school picture day, Steve always gets the kids ready. It’s not that Eddie doesn’t want to, it’s that he kind of hates making them dress up for a photo when 99% of the time, they’re just kids.

Except Steve had to go to a training conference for guidance counselors this week and picture day is happening whether they like it or not.

Their oldest, Jules, can do everything herself now. Prefers it, actually. She’s been extremely independent since she turned 10 a few months ago and neither of them try to stop her.

But their twins are only six, and James and Connor are like tornadoes who interrupted a category five hurricane and wore their most stained clothes while doing it.

“Let’s at least brush your hair,” Eddie suggested, already mentally preparing for the arguments that would cause. “Just for the picture and then you can mess it up however you want.”

“But daddy lets us wear it crazy!” Connor lies.

“And he lets us take off our shirts!” James lied even more.

“You guys don’t even know how to lie right,” Jules said as she finished braiding her own hair.

“We don’t lie!” They said in unison.

Eddie used to think the twins talking and doing things at the same time was just coincidence, but now he knows it has to be some kind of evolutionary benefit to outsmart the parents.

“Let’s call daddy then and ask,” Eddie said, immediately being met with silence. “Oh, can we not? If he lets you do that stuff, then it shouldn’t be a problem right?”

The twins shake their heads.

“Great!” Eddie pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and pretends to dial Steve. Steve’s not gonna answer, so he just sends a quick text to let him know it’s fine and to let it ring to voicemail. He holds the phone up to his ear as it rings twice and then goes to voicemail. “Hey sweetheart. You know how it’s picture day? Mhm. Well the twins told me you usually let them just go without brushing their hair or even wearing a shirt! I thought that sounded silly. So you don’t?”

“Wait! Okay we lied a little!” Connor yelled, suddenly panicking at being caught.

“And maybe a lot!” James added, already trying to climb Eddie’s side so he could reach for the phone.

“I’ll go get them ready, love you, bye!” Eddie rushed out and hung up so he could hold James safely. “I think you think I’m a fool.”

“No dad, you just let us be crazy,” James said.

“So does your daddy. Just not on picture day. You know the rules. We do this for him, right? We get nice and handsome and we smile for the camera so we can hang the pictures on the fridge.” Eddie glanced at last year’s school photos, resisting the urge to cry at how big they’d all gotten so quickly. James was missing three teeth now, Connor seemingly lost a ton of his baby fat early, and Jules had started wearing earrings. “He likes seeing your faces on the fridge.”

“But can’t we just wear our regular clothes?” Connor begged from his other side.

Eddie looked down at what they were wearing. It wasn’t that bad. No stains, at least. And no holes. That was rare for them.

“You can wear these clothes if you let me make your hair look nice,” Eddie bargained.

“Daddy’s gonna kill you,” Jules said with her arms crossed.

“He loves me too much. Plus who else would do the dishes every night? He can’t kill me!” Eddie joked, tickling James before setting him down on the floor. “To the bathroom, my princes! Make haste!”

They ran for the bathroom quickly, nearly tripping over each other in the process.

Eddie’s phone vibrated in his hand with a text from Steve that just said ‘if they don’t brush their hair for pictures, Santa won’t come.’

Eddie texted back quickly: so cruel. as his most sexiest elf, I wouldn’t pass over their house.

Steve sent a ‘🙄’ and then a ‘😘’.

Eddie pocketed his phone and went to help the boys with their hair.

When they got the pictures back a month later, Steve shook his head, but couldn’t quite hide the fond smile.

James and Connor both forgot to give normal smiles into the camera.

But their hair looked almost perfect.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #headcanon #drabble #steddie dads

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1800jjbarnes · 10 months

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𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 | 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

【Synopsis】 : You were the youngest of three princesses, and your parents were being paid off from another kingdom in order to marry the cruel, cold king. But the upside, he doesn't seem so cruel...ish

『Word count』 : 1.7k

-> Genre: Suggestive, Fluff, Angst. Royal Au.

Paring: King!Bucky x Queen!Reader

[Warnings] : Steve touching Readers Thigh to rile up Bucky. Mentions about past, fingering, making out, pet names. Use of the name slut. Dom Possessive Bucky with a side of Bratty Reader.

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It was only the biggest event in the history of the kingdom. The lonely prince that became king from a tragic event, James Buchanan Barnes, finally is wedded. His uncle finally persuaded him to get married. Married for money, that is. James still remembers when his mother would tell him stories about finding his true love as she did with his father. The love was unbreakable and unconditional. But time caught up, love became a myth, and James was alone. That was until he saw you. You were like an angel amongst men, as cheesy as that might sound. You were perfect, and then you were with him. But not the way he wanted you. He wanted to court you first, swoon you, pick you up off your feet. Have real love, but an arranged marriage doesn’t really scream true love.

So here he sat, on one of the garden chairs, watching as his brothers. Well, his knights that serve under his court. A bond fire blazing, wine, and food arrayed over the large marble table. James ordered for no one to bother him or his knights while they were out, leaving him in peace and quiet for a moment. You, his wife, sat on your chair, alone, away from everyone, watching the knights dance and sing. He watched you from afar, his heart was beating so fast, he wanted to get to know you, to really love you. But you definitely weren’t happy about the marriage, then again, you weren’t happy with your life in general.

Your kingdom was small but had power. Your parents were strict, rude, and cruel. They didn’t care about anything but the kingdom. You were the youngest of three, so you were never going to be queen in your kingdom. But that made you happy. You wanted to run away, live in the woods, be free, and being the youngest made that possible. That was until your parents sold you, so your kingdom could grow. You hated James because he agreed. You hated James because even despite all the weeks you’ve spent as his wife, you were falling in love with him. His smile, his charm, the way he would do anything to please you even if he doesn’t directly say it or do anything.

But you still hated him, and for that, so you sit alone, watching all the boys have their fun. Steve was the first to move away from the group, taking a seat down next to you. You could smell the moonshine on his breath. His smile was gloriously plastered on his face. You smiled back as he picked up a conversation. You were vaguely listening though, as you catch your eyes on Bucky. He was staring directly at you and the flirtatious male that sits beside you. You turn your attention completely on Steve, touching his shoulder, giggling at his stories, giving James a show.

His hand landed on your thigh. It was merely innocent, but to James, it was like Steve just declared war. You continued this array of flirts and quiet whispers, making sure to glance over at Bucky every now and again. He was furious, holding his drink tight in his grip. His knuckles turn white, and his strength gets the better of him, shattering the glass in his grip. Silence fell seeing the glass everywhere.

“Y/n…” His voice was low, filled with anger. You’ve never heard him like this before, and it turned you on. But you stayed strong, not moving an inch from your spot. The others, however, moved away from you quickly, standing behind the king. Even if they were brothers and Bucky treated them like equals, they knew not to get in his way when he was mad.

“Y/n….Now!” He stormed past you towards the garden entrance back into the castle. You gulped, maybe you went over the edge. But you were here now. So you got up from your spot and quickly left the knights without a goodbye. Since spending your time exploring the estate, you already knew where James would be. Coming face to the dark spruce door, you knock before entering. You see the fireplace was lit. The room was warm from the flame. He sat on the deep blue velvet couch, sipping a neat glass of scotch.

“Your grace…” You whisper, stepping closer.

“I’ve told you before, call me James. I’m your husband, not some god for you to worship…” He spat out the last bit of his sentence, feeling tired of people grovelling at his feet.

“But you are my King, James.” Your words hit him straight in the gut, making him have a low growl. You sat down on the end of the couch, leaning against the arm of it. You place your legs up, feeling the velvet on the souls of your feet. He watches you like you were his prey, placing his glass down, he chuckles lightly.

“I’d watch what you say, doll face. You’re on thin ice after the stunt you pulled tonight.” His eyes were red, filled with rage, or was it desire?

“Ah My lord got his panties in a twist because he’s not getting his way.” You giggled, slipping off your shall that sat on your shoulders, no longer needing it to keep warm. He clicks his tongue before grabbing your ankle, yanking you towards him. You yelp as he situates you on his lap, gripping tight on your ass under your loose nightdress.

“You don’t want to piss me off, my Queen. I don’t think you’ll like me when I’m mad.” He grunts, his lips, mere inches from yours. You feel his breath pool on your skin, shivering at his touch. Butterflies burst in your tummy, forcing a whimper to spill from your mouth.

“Oh, you’re enjoying this, aren’t you? I can feel your body burning. My, My, you’re just a slut. A brat needing to be put in her place.” He grunted, feeling your hips slide long his clothed crotch. He bites your ear, licking your hot skin down your jaw to your neck. A gasp leaves you as he roughly bites on your flesh, leaving a hot, red mark. You grip his shoulders as his arms snake around your waist, trapping you on him. Your hips move faster, and the need to feel pleasure tugging with great force.

“J-James…” You mewled, gripping the fabric.

“I thought it was Lord? Or King? Where did my Bratty doll go?” He chuckled, pleased with how obedient you’ve become from only just a small amount of pleasure.

“Bucky…” You replied, whimpering. He gripped your ass, spreading your cheeks before letting them go to give it a hard slap.

“Oooh Bucky? That’s a new one.” He laughed, sounding like he mocked you. His hand lifted up your dress completely, exposing your bottom half. Your skin prickled at the air, hitting it while his hands massaged the flesh. His mouth attached to your neck again, falling down to the top of your exposed breast, leaving marks to contrast your skin.

One of his hands glide up your thigh until it sat in between your bodies. His long fingers, press down on your clit through your panties, making you whimper. He chuckled as he rubs circles, feeling a wet patch growing on the pink lace.

Before he continued, you sat up, placing your hands on his chest. Looking into his eyes, he looked up at you. You looked so vulnerable, so innocent, so….sad… He suddenly felt guilt, placing his hand that sat on your ass to the side of your face, rubbing his thumb over your lips. You lent into his touch, feeling safe with him. Your past was filled with lies, hatred, and yet the minute you were forced to be married to someone you didn’t even know. It was the happiest day of your life.

“I-…I do love you, James.” You spoke up, making him wide-eyed. “The moment I saw you I knew you were kind, loving…I might not have wanted to marry you at first, but I don’t regret it…” This was the first time you had a conversation about your marriage with him. Normally, you both brushed off the conversation, not wanting to make each other uncomfortable. He let out a sigh, dropping his hand from your cheek, leaning his head back on the couch before sitting up to look at you again.

“I feared you’d hate me for what we went through…..” His voice became soft, no longer the grunt, gravel that it was prior, “You are the most caring person I’ve ever met, I didn’t nor do I ever want to hurt you.”

“You could never hurt me.” You placed your hands on either side of his face, looking at him with a slight panic. He could see the stars in your eyes up close when he could only look afar. This made him smile, feeling a sense of relief. You lent your forehead on his, closing your eyes. He rubbed his nose against yours, feeling comfort in the silence.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked, whispering so quietly you almost didn’t hear him. You replied with a soft yes, feeling a tear fall along your cheek. His lips slotted with yours, the hot pink flesh fitting perfectly together. This is the first time you’ve kissed one another, not even sharing a kiss on your wedding day. He sighs into your lips, feeling all the tension, all this hatred for his life, all the sadness, washing away from just a kiss. His world seemed so much brighter, the love that his mother would talk about finally finding its way back. You were the one to break the kiss, grabbing air as you pulled away. A smile left on his face as looked at you with adoring eyes.

“Just so you know…” His voice was soft, but hidden with lust, leaning forward to your ear he whispered, “You’re still getting punished for what you did tonight.”

And like that, he lifted you up, carrying you to his bed, keeping to his promise.

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