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phulpakharu · 2 years

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some initial thoughts about gintama now that i've started watching

NOTE: this entire post is my thoughts & just a whole bunch of speculation, so don't take me too seriously

gintoki: i love him. he is so pathetic, he is my girlfriend, my wife, my babygirl. but more seriously, i am sooooo intrigued by his character. i know more than the avg watcher because ruks has told me spoilers, but my initial perception of him is that he just... he wants to exist. he wants to exist, but is burdened with all of these things that i have yet to learn of. in the first episode alone you see a lot of... nuance? in his character. idk if that's the right word. but he's so... lawless? in his actions? again, it is difficult to find the right words— so he's lawless, but also displays a great sense of responsibility and general care for people around him. (except for when he left his katana with shinpachi so the cops wouldn't come after him, but he does feel guilty for it). but also he had no qualms about stealing and wrecking a cop car— loved that btw. also when he said: "the country? the sky? you can have them. i'm busy protecting the things in front of me." THAT WAS SO !! it's really setting the tone for how i perceive him. silly problematic guy who cares deeply for people and has a sense of responsibility. also when he encourages shinpachi to go after otae, that felt significant to me. for a man who was ready to run from the scene of the murder he committed, he's still so ready to help out these kids and easily helps because he's not willing to let them fend for themselves when he can readily help. he's careless when it comes to social norms and rules, but is deeply kindhearted and good, despite what i imagine is a very tragic backstory that i know only a few things about.

I AM PROBABLY READING TOO DEEP INTO THIS BUT THIS SHOW ALREADY HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD AND I HAVEN'T EVEN MET SOME OTHER MAJOR CHARACTER YET.

ok so, shinpachi: he's similar to gintoki, in that i think he just wishes he could exist simply; without the burden of dept, and the difficulties he faces as coming from a samurai family. he's the first character we meet in the show, which i think will be significant. while gintoki is the main character (with the show even being titled after his balls— how charming), i think shinpachi will end up being significant in a very.. understated way. like he's the glue that makes all the elements in his dynamic with gintoki & kagura work. idk if that makes sense. right now idk much about shinpachi, other than he, despite seemingly wanting a simple life, free from trouble, for him and his sister, there seems to be this underlying desire for something bigger? idk. but when he looks at gintoki at the end of the episode, after otae tells him to go in search of whatever he's looking for, it left me with a very strong impression. and i think that's all i can say for shinpachi right now— a strong personality, which seems to go kind of unseen. we shall find out when i watch i guess, lmao.

now, otae: i love her. i am in love w her. feral women are so important! she has a temper, and she wears her heart on her sleeve— in contrast to shinpachi, who seems more reserved than his big sister (at least that's what i'm getting rn). she's at times aggressive and asserts herself as such, because she has to be. without their father, i imagine she's carrying a big burden of taking care of herself and shinpachi, while also preserving their dojo and home. she cares deeply for people, and i think there's this emphasis on remembering the past with her, like: remembering where you came from. she holds their late father in high regard, despite him having made some poor choices in the past, leaving his children to handle the debt he's racked up. she's kindhearted, and when i look at it, it seems she's more forgiving than shinpachi (who's more bitter in some ways?) AGAIN THIS IS ALL SPECULATION, I COULD BE COMPLETELY WRONG. and yeah. shinpachi is by no means apathetic, but he kind of just lets things happen— in contrast to otae, who is more proactive. her temper does sometimes get the better of her, however, but she's— out of everyone, so far— the most earnest and forthcoming with how she feels, and what she wants. also she punched that shabu shabu alien fucker, and that made me real happy.

uh. i don't have many more thoughts. except, i am Very aware it's a bit insane to spend this much time flushing out my thoughts on a show i JUST STARTED. but i feel like that's just the gintama effect? i am just very attached to these characters already.

#@ ruks and chris lmk how badly i missed the mark on this <3 #gintoki #shinpachi #otae #gintama #mai.txt.ramblings

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sunsetsinhoenn · 5 years

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💋 and/or ❣️ for Sally, Larry and Ashley? So sorry if that's too much

I’m not sure why but I really enjoy writing kissing headcanons? It still conveys an interesting part of a personality while also being cute. idk i just think they’re neat

Just so everyone’s clear too, anything that’s… I guess ‘super romantic’ is written with their adult versions in mind. If they didn’t have canon older selves I’d feel very uncomfortable writing for them.

send in an emoji and a character and I’ll answer!

💋 How do they kiss?

Sal

❅ When he has his prosthetic on, he usually gives you light kisses pressed against your cheek or forehead. When he does this, you can feel the shape of the fake lips and the warmth of him as leans closer to you. Because you know what he’s trying to do, it still comes off as a sweet gesture. It’s pretty adorable how he lingers longer and pulls away slowly just to make sure you know he was giving you a kiss.

❅ The more he realizes that you are okay with seeing his scarred face, the more he pulls off his mask to kiss you. There’s rare moments where he does it in public because sometimes he just cannot give a shit what people think, but it still mostly happens in private. The more the years go by the more often you’ll find him wandering around inside without his prosthetic on at all, ready to bombard you with kisses.

❅ Since he’s a romantic, his kisses tend to be deep and slow. They’re enjoyable, but he does get a little too gentle at times, with your lips barely meeting. When it seems like he’s about to pull away, just open your eyes and you’ll see him looking into yours before he kisses you again.

Larry

❅ He has no qualms about kissing in public because he really doesn’t care about what anyone thinks. They’re strangers and you’re most likely never going to see them again, so why not? He won’t get super into it, especially if you don’t want to, but he’s not afraid of kissing you smack on the lips for a whole minute.

❅ He can be pretty intense when he kisses. They’re strong and he moves around a lot, twisting to try and get a better feel to it. He has a tendency to grab onto you too, so his hands are either on your cheeks to bring your face in or just anywhere on your body.

❅ There are times when he feels a little down, and he hates showing this side, but being his s/o there’s a good chance that you’ll see it. The kisses he gives when he’s feeling upset are still long, but more… bitter? Longing, but sad? He’s hoping that having you there will pull him out of his bad thoughts.

Ashley

❅ She’s always testing the waters, opening her eyes to see if you’re as into it as she is. Because of this, she sees you often with your eyes closed and wanting more and she laughs a lot during kisses for that reason alone. She thinks you’re cute when you’re so eager.

❅ She’s a fan of those moments where the two of you will pull away from a kiss and rest your foreheads together, just to stop and enjoy the proximity of each other. She likes to also pelt kisses across your face, ending with a tender one placed right on your forehead.

❅ Her lips are soft, so her kisses are too. That doesn’t mean she’s totally gentle though. Like Larry, she tends to let her hands wander to either your shoulders, waist or face. She can get kind of playful too, by either biting your lip or kissing just the corners of your mouth to tease you.

❣️ What makes them blush/gets their heart pounding?

Sal

❅ What do you do that doesn’t get his heart pounding, tbh. Whenever you act in a cute or innocent way, he tends to get heart eyes. Even if it’s like… stupid cute where you’re just kind of a dumbass in an endearing way, he lives for it. Uh oh I guess Sal is morosexual

❅ When you give him compliments, he blushes a lot. Stuff like ‘wow, you’re really smart, Sal!’ or ‘cool shirt, that looks really good on you’ or ‘y’know, you have a really nice voice’ makes him super happy and flustered when it comes from you. He can usually take compliments pretty well, but when it’s sincere and coming from you, it really gets to him. In a good way!

❅ Also when you don’t seem afraid in the slightest to give him any sort of physical affection, his heart does flips. He can’t really wrap his head around anyone wanting to cuddle with him or embrace him with absolutely no hesitation, but he’s not going to complain.

Larry

❅ He gets super supportive a lot when he thinks about how great you are and has to combat his energy by showing you off. Sometimes he’ll look at his you and just think ‘That’s… that’s my s/o!! There they are!! Hell yeah!!’ and just sorta

❅ When he’s younger and full of nervous energy because everything is so new, he’ll get flustered a lot. He’s learning, so it’s only natural to freak out a little bit when you don’t know what to do half the time. The older he gets, the less embarrassed he is and the less he cares about the repercussions of PDA.

❅ When he sees you just relaxing or sleeping peacefully, his heart speeds up. You look so calm and sweet that he just can’t help but adore you. He’ll end up flopping next to you, wrapping his long arms around your waist to pull you closer.

Ashley

❅ There’s sometimes where she catches herself watching you from afar, just admiring you as you’re doing some kind of activity. If you’re working on something you’re passionate with (like drawing, writing, painting, etc.) she just falls in love with the concentrated look in your eyes.

❅ When you’re meeting up and she sees how excited you get running up to her, she blushes and gets excited too. Followed up by a tight hug, she just gets giddy knowing you’re so happy because you get to spend time together. It makes her feel loved.

❅ As creative and brave as Ash can be, she also acts a little recklessly at times. So seeing you go out of your way to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself makes her flustered. It’s the thing that gets her heart pounding the most, when you hold her hand and give her a concerned glance. Part of it is embarrassment, but despite being abashed, she’s really grateful you’re so worried.

#sally face imagines #sal fisher headcanons #larry johnson headcanons #ashley campbell #ashley campbell headcanons #sal fisher #larry johnson #sf headcanons

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ivoryandbonerpg-blog · 7 years

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CONGRATULATIONS, Ace!

You have joined the ranks of the second Wizarding War as your original character SARIA YOUNG under the Freya Mavor faceclaim. In order to fully prepare for what the Dark Lord has in store for you, it is advised that you read through the new member playbook, create your account within the next 48 hours (as this is a secondary character for you, a sideblog to your main character is acceptable), notify the headmistresses, and immerse yourself into the world of a war-torn wizarding world.

Your journey awaits you--in the darkness, in the light, or somewhere in-between.

OOC INFO

1. NAME: Ace

2. AGE: 18

3. TIMEZONE / ACTIVITY: EST - - I like to think I am a 6 or 7 with activity. I’m starting in my first semester of uni so activity may lag from time to time, but I’ll be around most nights!

4. PREFERRED PRONOUN(S): She/her

5. TRIGGER WARNING(S): omitted for applicant privacy

6. HAVE YOU READ THE RULES?: omitted for admin use

7. HOW DID YOU HEAR ABOUT IVORY AND BONE?: Idk…I guess I know the admins somehow and ask them constant questions about everything.

8. FAMILIARITY WITH RPING?: I’ve been an acitive role player for about six years! I’ve been on tumblr for almost two, and have had the pleasure of being a member of La Lune! I now also play Fenrir Greyback and Ginny Weasley here :)

9. HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER FIT?: Saria, in short, is a very earnest sort of girl who truly wishes she can do everything she can to help The Order. She provides a window into what the innocent side of the war looks - she is one of many who have not been directly targeted. She has no qualms, no history, and next to no knowledge of just what exactly is going on - just like many of the younger generation involved in the war does. The whole thing was simply thrust upon her in a way that resembled the countless other refugees, yet just like many, Saria is a civilian forced to take a stand, but stands with what she believes is right. In addition to providing this look at the ‘normal’ people in a war, Saria is a Seer who wants to do anything and everything she can to help. Though her abilities are confusing and she can’t always figure out what her visions mean, she simply wants to do good and help those who want the same. I think this could make her a valuable member of the group over all, as she can provide some otherwise impossible to obtain information about the Inner Circle and their Death Eaters without risking loss of life. She’s also a lil bug and just wants a family, and I think The Order can provide that for her.

IC INFO

1. CHARACTER NAME: Saria Young

2. CHARACTER AGE: 18

3. CHARACTER BASICS: Pronouns: She/her

Blood-Status: Half-blood

School: Ilvermorny

House: Pukwudgie

Allegiance: The Order

4. TOP THREE FACECLAIMS:

1) Freya Mavor

2) Sarah Bolger

3) Anna Popplewell

5. CHARACTER SEXUALITY: Heterosexual

6. PERSONALITY TRAITS: friendly, shy, clumsy, earnest, clairvoyant

7. BIOGRAPHY:

The Wizarding World was one full of magic; one where beings gifted with extraordinary abilities could flourish and grow. Creatures straight from one’s imagination filled the air and roamed the earth, and the humans who could tame them could grow flowers with a flick of one’s wrist or a wave of their wand. The world of magic was straight out of a fairy tale. Yet, not every fairy tale has a happy ending, and this magical world is not always bright. Treachery still lives, and little girls are still abandoned by families who do not want them. Once upon a time, a young woman — a witch born of pure blood — fell in love with a man who had once been clueless of the magic around him. This man came with a reputation for charming women into his bed. There wasn’t a woman who didn’t fall victim to his charms. The witch thought she might change him, thought she might entice him with her love, her magic, and her powerful family. Her advances seemed to work, and with her heart filled with joy, the two slipped between silk sheets. Yet, come morning, the freckled young woman was no different than all of his other triumphs. He was gone, leaving nothing but the memory of his skin against her own. Once upon a time, a pureblood witch would become pregnant with the child of a no-maj. It would be Rappaport’s Law that would doom the unborn child. Despite that the law had been repealed in 1965, the pureblood families who controlled the southern region of the United States still followed its rules religiously. A wizard, under no circumstances, could marry a no-maj, let alone have a child with one. Worst still, the child would be a half-blood, something despised by the people of the society she lived in. Try as she might to hide the growing swell of her stomach, her parents would discover her secret, and sweep her into hiding until the child was born. The young woman grew ill as the date grew closer, and by the time her daughter was born, the freckled young woman had lost her life. The child was a demon in her grandparents’ eyes. A murderer, spawn of the man who’d killed their daughter, and a half blood with the piercing blue eyes of her father. From the moment she’d come into this world - red faced and wailing for her mother — Saria Young had been destined to be abandoned by a family she would never know. The only reason Saria found her way into the system was her resemblance to her dead mother. Freckled cheeks and a mop of blonde curls, it was what ultimately saved her life, for her grandmother was consumed by guilt. She couldn’t dispose of the small bundle, for it resembled her own daughter as a babe…she found the nearest hospital and left her upon its steps. It was the only kindness her grandparents would ever show her— they couldn’t love a child who had her father’s blue eyes and no-maj blood. From that moment on, Saria would bounce from foster home to foster home - a total of twelve in her life - a ward of the state of Louisiana, a witch who never knew she wielded the magic of her mother. Her magic showed itself early in life, though the no-maj she’d been raised as didn’t have a clue as to what it was. Instead, her strange episodes and dreams were dismissed as a medical disorder. Epilepsy: that’s what she’d been diagnosed with, no doubt given to her by her birth parents. It was hard to make friends when you constantly moved between foster homes, and harder when your eyes would roll into the back of your head and you could collapse at a moment’s notice. Harder still to find a family, when they wanted an undamaged child, one who was normal. We just can’t handle her, they’d say. She’s too much. It became a painful, sickening routine. Each time she thought she’d found a mother and father to call her own, they’d bring her back, too afraid of her episodes to sign the papers and make her their daughter. It caused her to close in on herself; alone and afraid, the little witch would soon become as fragile as glass. As time went on, Saria accepted this fact, and found herself becoming content in the group homes of New Orleans, where she didn’t have to feel bad about her condition and could spend her days cooking and mastering the unique foods found in the French Quarter instead of pursuing relationships. She would age out of the system one day, open a restaurant, and be happy with her life. She was content, that is, up until an owl perched itself in the window of her shared bedroom. She was content, up until she read the letter clasped in its beak. She was content, up until the moment she discovered the world she’d been destined to be apart of. Dear Miss Young, we are pleased to invite you to attend Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Those were the words that would change her life forever. From that moment on, Saria’s place in the world seemed a little more clear, though shy and timid she stayed. It would be only a week before she was sailing towards a new world, away from live oaks blanketed by Spanish moss and the swamps of Louisiana. The Big Easy faded behind her, replaced by the towering mountains of the north. Ilvermorny welcomed her with open arms, and when the Pukwudgie raised its arrow, and the Thunderbird splayed its wings, Saria followed the arrow and shot into her new life. Here, Saria thrived under the colors of pink and white. Shy and docile, yes, and particularly clumsy with her wand, the young half-blood was accepted without a second thought. Her peers found her episodes normal, her predictions amazing and other-worldly — her classmates insisted that she was a Seer, a witch who could see the what others could not. She flourished like a flower in spring in Divination classes, and when she returned home each summer, she discovered others of her kind walking Bourbon Street. Tucked away in the touristic voodoo and physic shops of the Crescent City was the very magic that flowed in her veins. All her life, her culture and her heritage had been right under her nose. Finally, Saria Young had found where she was meant to be. That all changed at the end of her sixth year. Saria collapsed in the middle of the dining hall, her body spasming, her eyes a milky white as images of war and death tore through her mind. When she woke, it was too late. The news had already reached Ilvermorny. She couldn’t warn them, for The Dark Lord had truly returned, and North America was finally plunged into the horrors that had plagued Europe for months. She had no choice but to flee with her peers, for even a half-blood could be seen as worms in the eyes of his followers — especially one raised in the No-maj world, one who could not prove her suspected line f. To the Death Eaters, she would be no better than what they called a Mudblood. Now, she remains in the safe arms of The Order, where her abilities might be of some use. But what can a Seer do, when everybody alreadyknows the future is as dark as it is terrifying? CONNECTIONS: TATIANA VALENTINA: Tatiana is the sister she never had. Saria couldn’t have possibly found a better friend than the fellow mop of golden curls — the two instantly fell in with one another, forming a bond that was sure to remain until their curls turn gray. When Saria arrived in Europe, it was Tatiana who saw her panic and her fear through the frenzy of refugees, took her hand and told her it would be alright. Without that horrible grasp of English, Saria would have been hopelessly lost. She considers the expressive yet soft girl to be closest friends, and has developed a fierce protectiveness of her. VIKTOR KRUM: Saria’s visions have come and gone her entire life— but one thing that stayed constant was the image of a dark haired boy and his stunning smile through the watery view of the Sight. Each time she’d collapse, she would see him. It began as glimpses — several seconds, at most — but as the rise of the Dark Lord grew closer, they grew longer and clearer. She considered him something of a guardian angel, smiling each time her gift brought a glimpse of the future as if to tell her everything would be alright. But that day — almost a year ago now — she and the Ilvermorny half-bloods stumbled into the waiting arms of The Order, he was there. Ragged looking, and that smile was gone, but it was him. She’s gone a whole year at Grimmauld Place with saying little more than a few sentences to him when he greets Tatiana. A whole year of freezing and dashing from rooms as soon as he walks in, her heart pounding in her chest. The Second Sight is a confusing force, and she doesn’t know why she sees him in her visions, but one thing is certain: Viktor Krum is the man of her dreams.

8. WRITING SAMPLE: omitted for applicant privacy

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