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solo-by-choice · 3 months
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alright, so would my fave survive castle Dracula? For the sake of @canyourfavesurvivecastledracula I'm doing Josh Lyman from The West Wing myself. Although I've only seen the show once and am not super... sure of my ability to remember enough minutiae to do this but I'm trying anywayyy
uh, no. He'd die. lol.
He wouldn't take the crucifix. He's not a superstitious person for the most part so I think he'd just find everyone freaking out about him going to the castle to be ridiculous. He's also Jewish. If he did take the crucifix, it would be to get the lady to stop bothering him and then he certainly wouldn't wear it.
He is technically a lawyer. I guess. He doesn't practice law, though, and I don't think he ever has. I suppose he could, but you know what let's not get into this because then I'll start questioning what an American from the late 90s/early naughts is doing in this story... (If Josh were from 1897 I suppose he'd be from Europe in the first place, but not England, and I'm having trouble imagining Dracula going to all this trouble to move to idk Poland or whatever.)
anyway
So maybe Josh doesn't make it past the shaving scene.
If he does, I think he might be able to keep alive for a while. He's good at talking; he could keep Dracula entertained as a conversation partner. The biggest issue might be his documented inability to be civil with people he doesn't like. He might be better at faking it with someone who has a (metaphorical) gun to his head, but we have no data on that kind of situation.
I doubt he'd put up with Dracula's weird touchy-feely habits. I'm not sure what he'd do about it, but I just don't think he'd be as fun to toy with as poor Jonathan because he wouldn't have Victorian manners preventing him from calling Dracula's behavior out. Which of course means Dracula won't put up with him as long.
If anyone's expecting him home on time, it's Donna. And presumably his boss is either Leo or Bartlett. (Sorry I'm thinking too much about transposing the cast of west wing into Dracula rather than assuming everything is the same in Josh's life which I think is how you're supposed to do this. So whyy is the deputy white house chief of staff bringing real estate paperwork to a count in Romania? oh nvm) Unfortunately I'm betting none of these people know shorthand, so Josh can't try and send them secret messages.
I do think Donna would recognize any letter that wasn't written in Josh's voice, but what good would that do them?
Does Josh get eaten by the Girlies? I guess the real question is whether Dracula saves him. I don't think Dracula would find Josh as fun a plaything as he did Jonathan. By this point Josh has probably started loudly demanding to be allowed to leave, is climbing the walls in boredom in every way but literally and has read every English book Dracula owns and taught himself basic Romanian. Josh's no genius, but he's smart and has the energy level of a working dog. He needs enrichment! Anyway Dracula probably thinks he's really annoying and maybe he lets his roommates bite him.
Unfortunately for him, Vampire!Josh is also annoying. But if they could get past that, Josh could do a great job running Dracula's take-over of his new country. Wants to be the guy the guy relies on, after all. America won't know what's hit it.
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starsomens · 3 months
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Note; I could have asked a mute for translation but I wanted it to be more to a surprise! hehehehe
Imagine cuddling in bed with Noah and he just outta no where says
"ma jolie princesse" and it's while you're just snuggled into him and he's just stroking your back and kissing your head every now and then
"hein ? que viens-tu de dire?" he already knew what this one means!
So this sly man goes "J'ai dit, tu es ma belle, jolie, belle princesse"
You BLUSH, the next thing you know you're suddenly awake and you're straddling him and pinned his arms to the bed
"Uh babe?"
"J'espère que tu es prêt, parce que tu ne quitteras pas ce lit avant un moment"
"Uh, babe I don't know that one yet....why do you have that look in your eye???" he may have intended for this to happen but he didn't think it would happen so quickly.
it worked too well....
@just-pretend-again
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mochiwei · 1 year
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may i request a sincerity palette + pipit? :)
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Here’s Pipit in Sincerity! This was a really fun challenge!
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dapper-lil-arts · 1 year
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First official art of 2023! Tried recreating a poster i really like.
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mcytshippystuff · 8 months
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Can I ask how you view Brunim and Forever's relationship since you mentioned it in your last post? You said you viewed it as toxic on both ends and that it messed Forever up, can you go into more detail?
(as always, /rp, not irl) Also go here for more hcs on q!Forever's relationships this ask is referencing!
Okay so!! Like I said before in that posts tags, I dont know a WHOLE lot about the canon relationship between q!Forever and... c!Brunim? q!Brunim? Whatever, I dont know the canon but from what iv seen, in rp its very much not healthy. So I ended up building my own hcs for them and idk how accurate they are canon wise but I still like em regardless so im sticking to em lol!
(Tw for talks of abuse, toxic relationships, and unhealthy relationships!)
So first thing to note; These guys were really fucked up, toxic, and probs abusive in several places. They started out softer, kinder, safer, but it did not stay that way. Still, know that they loved each other regardless.
In my head, Brunim was very much the aggressor, and the one who started being toxic, abusive, and obsessive about Forever, and was worse about it. Forever ended up becoming toxic and doing toxic/shitty/obsessive things in turn as a by product. I wont say Brunim was the only one who had issues and did bad things but Forever only ended up becoming like that becuase Brunim taught him that's how he showed love in their relationship, so he showed it that way back ya know?
But thing is they stopped being happy, stopped awhile ago in fact and realized they couldn't keep doing this to each other, hurting each other, for both their sakes. Its hard to recognize you are doing something wrong, and it was even harder to let go, for real this final time, and only through help did they manage it but they did.
But the thing is, Brunim was Forever's first real relationship, and it had messed him up. Untangling yourself from that sort of thing is fucking hard, knowing where the line is or where something is toxic and unhealthy romantic wise (or even in general) is even harder when its pretty much your only real frame of reference and unlearning all that shit is hard and takes time too.
So when Forever got to the island, while he's made leaps and bounds from where he use to be, enough he can mess around and even joke with someone who reminds him of Brunim without actually having issues with it (at least at first lol), is still in the process of trying to unlearn his more unhealthy behaviors and expectations.
That's where some of his more concerning phrases or claims come from, either not knowing the line as he crosses it due to skewed misconceptions, saying it jokingly becuase he'd never actually go through with it (though probs shouldn't of said it regardless but hey that's coping with trauma for ya), or knowing the line but crossing it anyways on impulse and having to pull back becuase he doesn't mean it/regrets it. He would never on purpose dip back into those toxic behaviors but like I said, still unlearning and understanding those.
Forever would never actually go through with anything toxic, abusive, or unhealthy for the most part on purpose btw, if that wasn't clear.
There is a little bit, like mentioned in the main post, where when he does start to catch feelings it is becuase of him confusing Brunim with Phil, but Forever does beginning to actually fall for him and it takes a bit to fully separate them, and his expectations of it all. But hell he cant stop loving Phil even if he does eventually see Phil will not change his mind about Forever loving him.
But anyhoo enough about the main thing, smaller but still important stuff-
Like I said Brunim was Forever's first real relationship, and they did actually love each other under all the shit it became. Didn't mean any of what happened was okay tho.
Brunim is a vampire, and fed off regularly of Forever. He didn't have issues with it at first but quickly became painful and a bad time.
(tw for scars and a bit of gore) Forever actually has a horrific scar on his neck from the feedings, though its hard to tell if it becuase Brunim would very slightly shift around where he would bite in to feed over time so it became a mass of scar tissue, or if he ripped out a chunk of Forever's flesh for whatever reason. Forever usually keeps it covered but it burns sometimes.
Brunim's way of punishing Forever was usually to lock him up until he behaved again, specially if they were on "break" and Brunim wanted Forever back. Hence why Forever uttered "lock you up until love me." He wasn't serious about it but later feels sick he said it even jokingly.
Forever is surprisingly mentally stable despite all this and has worked hard on his mental health, thanks to therapy. Most of his issues, like I said, come from trying to unlearn all that toxic shit and unhealthy behaviors.
They really miss each other but tbh its more they miss what they had before, as well as the comfort in the not being alone despite the pain. Regardless Forever will never go back to Brunim, even if they both change for the better.
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sillyfunnyobjects · 2 years
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⋆·˚ ༘ *  soft / pastel silver spoon icons for @chaotikcolors ! ˎˊ˗༄
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jomiddlemarch · 1 year
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gingerbread
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4. “…and truly, Gil, if I did not know it would send you into gales of laughter so loud you’d risk being evicted from your boarding-house and the relatively tender care of Mrs. Tamasin Agatha Thompson, she of the well-laundered sheets and over-boiled mutton, I should commit myself in ink no less, to the assertion you must be a wizard, with powers peculiar and inexplicable, for how else might I account for the parcel left waiting for me on the most miserable of January days, sleet mixed with ice falling from a sky that cannot possibly remember being blue, the streets all filled with such freezing slush that the best pair of boots in the world could not remain impervious to each step’s splashing soaking, leaving me with sodden wool stockings and icicles for toes, my nose sadly redder than my hair could ever have been, the enormous stack of essays I have to grade more Pringlish than ever before, snide and carping when they are not dull and near-ossified, and Rebecca Dew setting before me a plate of turnips and cod that not even salt and pepper could enliven—how else can I make sense of the miracle of finding a brown paper parcel, tied most neatly with string, and addressed to Miss Anne Shirley, Windy Poplars in your confident and dashing hand, filled with a copy of Mr. James’s Portrait of a Ladycarefully wrapped in tissue and quite the most wonderful quantity of Blythe gingerbread that can only have been made, in some mysterious way, by the hand of the future Dr. Gilbert Blythe? 
I must hope most fervently you are a wizard and have beguiled Mrs. Thompson into the use of her kitchen, her calico pinafore, her ginger and molasses, otherwise I cannot imagine what devilish bargain you may have struck in order to have accomplished this marvel, the biscuits perfectly baked, arriving in pristine condition, on a night when I might otherwise have thrown my hands up in despair and fallen on my chilly knees and positively keened my sorrow and frustration to the implacable heavens and instead, you darling sweet man, I stuffed myself with the sweets you  baked and drank an entire pot of tea and thawed most wonderfully, my nose regaining its proper color and my toes theirs and my hand, once finished with picking up the last of the gingerbread, made ready to take up a pen without any scratchiness about it to tell you how dear you are to me, how beloved and (though I blush to admit it!) how ardently desired, how eager I am for your embrace and the touch of your hand, your lips, to hear you call me Anne-girl and your own, your dearest love as you are mine, Gil, as you are and ever will be…”
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cheezyratz · 6 months
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petitelepus · 7 months
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Bathblood AU! She is the leader of the rebellion against the vampires! Optimus met her when she was fighting off vampires but she sacrificed herself to save her teammates to get back to their hidden base. He saved her but alita didn’t trust him, she pins him down with her weapon pointed at his neck, ready to strike him (they did the scene from Princess Mononoke)
Alita was panting, both tired and furious. There she had one of the leading Autobot soldiers underneath her blade, just inches away from certain death.
Decepticon, Autobot, vampire, it didn't matter for there was no resurrection once your head was cut cleanly off.
Yet this Autobot showed no fear before her. His teammates cried out this name, Optimus, and were ready to attack you, but this Autobot shouted, "Don't interfere!"
"But Bossbot-!"
"No!" He snapped as he looked at the human woman, "I understand that you have every reason to want me dead..."
"You bet I do!" Alita snapped furiously, "Your kind deserves a slow painful death for what you've done to my people, my sister, to me...!"
Optimus nodded, "I know, but I assure you, I am on your side."
"And why the fuck should I trust your dirty word?"
"Because if you kill me, my kind will come after you." He replied as he frowned, "And then your sister would come after us, then we after her, and this hatred would continue anew each day."
Alita frowned, angry beyond belief, but she wasn't stupid and wouldn't let fury lead herself or her loved ones to certain death.
Whether she liked it or not, she felt like she could trust this Autobot, so she slowly pulled her blade back and jumped off him, taking some safe distance between them in case he decided to try something stupid.
"What are you planning...?" She asked and Optimus coughed as he got up and rubbed his slightly bleeding intake.
"We'll talk somewhere safe. Too many ears here, but I promise you, we are going to free your kind from our kind."
"Wait, hold on! This is crazy, have I told you guys this is crazy!?" The small yellow Bot cried out, "We are seriously going to team up with human rebels to overthrow everything we know!?"
"This cycle of hatred has continued long enough." This sleek black Autobot ninja said, "It's time we bring it to a stop."
"I'm too old for coup d'état...!" The medic grumbled as he put his weapons away.
"It sounds more like a revolution to me?" Big green Bot thought out loud and Alita was shocked by how these Autobots were ready to help her and her kind?
She was sure that it was all just their plan to get her to lower her guard and lead them to the rebels' headquarters but this Autobot leader Optimus... He felt genuine.
"Fine, we talk, but not here and certainly not at my peoples' place." She grunted as she put her weapon away and Optimus nodded, "I know a place where no one can hear us."
Alita nodded, "Alright, but one wrong move and I kill you all...!"
The Autobot nodded, "Fair."
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retro-radio · 2 years
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Find. Him
inspired by @knight-of-mystery royalty au! This is a gift for you! ❤️❤️❤️😍😍
The heavy footsteps pounded through the hallway.
They represented power that demanded respect at all times, “good morning your majesty” Maritza said bowing deeply watching as their ‘ beloved ’ king marched past seemingly not even acknowledging her. He was a self absorbed narcissistic asshole who would tell his face from the ass of a donkey. She had been working at the castle for a few years now. She had seen first hand how brutal and ruthless king Theodore could be. He had so much of the kingdom under his thumb and would execute people in cruel and humiliating ways. He burned down villages and looted whoever the hell he wanted. She received a grunt as a reply as Ted kept marching through the halls, throwing open the double doors to the throne room.
“GUARDS!” He practically screamed as he sat down on his throne resting his hands in his lap. an older guard who was middle aged walked into the hall and stood tall in front of him while a younger lanky guard ran after him before skidding to a halt, their suits of armour clunking slightly ‘imbeciles’ Ted thought watching as they both bowed deeply showing their respect, “Any information on the…situation?” He asked the taller guard shook his head “no my liege” quickly pulling the younger one to stand straight growling out a “behave”. Ted gripped his brow and let out a deep sigh. “Have you put up posters? Set rewards and ask around the town? '' he asked the guards. He groaned when they both nodded. 
There were alot of poor people in this kingdom so someone was bound to go after the reward “I want you to up the reward to ten thousand shillings.” Both of the guards looked at each other before one decided to speak. “Sir…are you sure?” he asked nervously, biting his lip. Theodore leant forward in his chair the guard that spoke, he was the younger one and Ted had never bothered to learn his name shifted uncomfortably under his piercing gaze his toxic green eyes stared into the soul of the poor boy who desperately tried to avert his gaze the other one giving him the look of ‘you are screwed’. No one ever questioned Theodore and he wanted to keep it like that. “Find. Him” he punctuated each word he leant back, the guard gave a small sigh of relief and went “y…yes your majesty” he squeaked off running out the doors…and straight into a plant pot. 
Theodore turned to the other and went “make sure he doesn't cause…any problems” wincing as he heard a loud smash and a hasty “sorry!” The guard bowed and nodded and in a gravelly voice said “of course” before running out the door, one yelling orders and demanding that someone accompany them on the journey.
After they both left Ted stood up and walked onto his balcony that overlooked the guards and soldiers training…his pawns. The air was filled with daggers, kicking, dust and a few yelps of pain. He had this kingdom by the neck and he wasn't ever letting it go. He had worked too hard for this for one piece of shit to tear it all down. Nicholas Michael Roth was described as a twenty-three year old male with soft brown hair and chocolate eyes on the posters around the town. He was a guard who turned rogue and ran away from the kingdom…taking his son with him. Aaron was the heir to the throne and was the one who would take on the duty of ruling the kingdom with an iron fist. He would produce another heir who could rule in the future. The cycle would never end!  
But He messed it up. The boy was a common thief that had saved his son from being shot by bow and arrows. Some hooligan in the street wanted to cause a bit of havoc, probably a rebel who wanted to end the Peterson line. Theodore wouldn't have cared if they succeeded or not Aaron was a pawn to him on a political chessboard that he could easily get rid of himself if he needed to. 
He had a daughter Mya who would be queen if she was needed. However, keeping Aaron alive was in his long-term interests...for now at least. Aaron knew he was in an arranged marriage but he had defied him and ran off with that knight anyway! After meeting Nicholas Aaron became more disobedient and would run off or not attend certain duties more often. It was all Nicky's fault! He was the one who made his son disobey him. Everything was Nicky's fault and he was going to execute him as soon as he got his hands around his skinny neck.
Theodore's office was covered in posters all with his face on it with daggers sticking into them. His wife was becoming increasingly concerned about his ‘obsession’, as she liked to call it. The money he had spent just to try and locate the boy was growing significantly. It didn't matter who he had to bribe or threaten for information; he just wanted him and his son back alive so he could dispose of Nicky himself.
Theodore watched the knights for a few more seconds before turning on his heels and walking back into the throne room sitting down once again. He observed the family portrait above the fireplace; it had once held a portrait of Theodore's siblings, all five of them but they all ‘mysteriously’ died or ended up missing. Nicky had once thrown a bowl of soup at the portrait when he was drunk and Ted would have strangled him right there and then if it wasn't for him getting his way out of situations and into his son's heart. Ted would have disposed of him the first day they ever met. He kept staring, smiling at the silver-framed portrait.
Nicholas' head would make such a lovely wall mount.
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miku-life-tips · 2 years
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Daithrio! He is otter :D
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derekklenadaily · 2 years
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Avery Brunkus’ photoshoots of Derek as Christian from Moulin Rouge Broadway’s Tiktok
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whalefill · 7 months
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feeling fish emotions today
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basshole-astard · 9 months
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PSA: i keep seeing posts about staying cool in extreme heat that include advice like "gatorade is bad actually!" and "don't drink fruit juice it'll just dehydrate you!" and neither of these are true!
regarding fruit juice: there's apparently a misconception that Any Sugar At All will dehydrate you, and that's simply not true. yes, sugar will make you pee more when consumed in large amounts, but 1) the natural sugar in fruits won't do this to you 2) great news! a lot of fruit juices exist without any added sugar in them! 3) honestly even having a glass of the fruit juice with added sugar won't completely dehydrate you as long as you're also drinking water throughout the day. if its hot you deserve a cold treat of a drink!!! can't go wrong with fruit juice!!!
regarding gatorade: maybe this isn't an every day drink, but guess what: if it's 110F/40C or hotter outside, and you don't have AC, or you're moving around a lot outside of the AC, and you're sweating buckets: that's when you drink a gatorade.
gatorade exists to replenish all the electrolytes (salt) and glucose (sugar) that you sweat out. YES it is meant for athletes to drink during intensive work outs and not necessarily for people who aren't doing that kind of exercise. BUT GUESS WHAT! when you're sweating buckets because you had to walk to the bus in extreme heat, that's intensive exercise. please feel free to drink a gatorade after that! that's its intended use case!!!!
no: neither of these drinks should be a total replacement for water. but drinking a lot of water and then treating yourself to a fruit juice with lunch is a good idea!!! drinking a gatorade becuase you just had to walk for 20 minutes in the heat is a good idea!!!
Please Stop Spreading Misinformation About Drinks!!! It's fine if you drink things that aren't water!!!! Yes you should probably always be drinking water but drinking something else As Well isn't going to hurt you!!!! okay!!!! its fine!!!!!!
honestly so long as you are consistently getting Any (non-alcoholic) fluids in you, you're doing great!!!!!! okay!!!! i love you stay safe <3
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forcheol · 5 months
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heyy!! Can I ask for smtg with Cheol and him being like the toxic masculine, dom bf in front of the members. Thankyouu💕💕
hi!! thank you for your ask <3 i don't really know how to write toxic masculine characters but i tried anyways so i hope i did your ask justice!
also, sorry if it’s short (& if it doesn’t make sense lol). i hurt my palm on my left hand so it hurts to type for too long ㅠㅠ.
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seungcheol would hate when any of the other guys would get close to you. if it wasn’t him resting a hand on your thigh or ruffling your hair, his heart would start picking up its pace, jealousy seeping into his veins.
he hated it. it should be him touching you and him that should be sitting next to you. not soonyoung, not wonwoo and definitely not jeonghan.
he hates the way soonyoung grabs your arm to catch your attention and tell you something he was ‘dying to tell you’.
he hates how wonwoo’s arm stretches out from the back of the couch to play with the ends of your hair absentmindedly while he contributes to the conversation topic of joshua’s surprise birthday party.
he hates it when you so much as even high five jeonghan every time you two make a joke only the both of you understand.
he hates how he has to sit on a different couch opposite from the couch you’re sitting on.
and, oh, how he hates that he can’t get you alone to even kiss you and remind you who you belong to.
possessive thoughts swirl around his mind and his hands twitch to just pull you away from soonyoung’s side and into his own lap.
that’s what’s happening, isn’t it? seungcheol walking over to the couch you’re sitting on, wonwoo and soonyoung sitting either side of you.
he grabs your hand firmly and helps you to stand up. your eyes wander around to look at the others, staring a little at woozi who just shrugs at you.
seungcheol walks back to his original spot and sits down with his legs slightly spread. you stare down at him with a ‘what are you doing?’ look on your face. he looks up at you and now you notice the very faint pout on his lips.
chan, who’s next to your boyfriend, covers his mouth and snickers into his hand quietly. seungcheol, on the other hand, pulls at your fingers but when you don’t get the hint, he yanks you down and you practically fall onto his lap.
because of the way you fell back, you quickly fix your position into a more comfortable one. you try to sit between seungcheol and chan but seungcheol stops you before your ass could even touch the couch, instead your ass making contact with his plush thighs once again
there’s a deafening silence in the room yet when you look back at the guys, they continue the conversation as if no one had even stopped it.
“mine, all mine. my baby, hm?” he whispers, pressing his lips onto your shoulder blades and his hands resting on your waist.
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isjasz · 21 days
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🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌖
(happy eclipse day yesterday🎆🎆🎆)
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