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bnbc · 2 years
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Catch Me in the Air
a lil hommage to Rina's new single :3
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thedeadthree · 2 years
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but this torture, this agony — it is yours for the taking. it is yours to have. (x)
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gwenivere · 1 year
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( … ) “Remember what I said the other day? Guinevere ― she cheated on King Arthur with Lancelot. After that, everything went to pieces. Camelot tanked big time.” “She made it so easy,” said Morgana silkily. “I barely had to do more than put Lancelot in her path.” “You put a spell on them!” exclaimed Tasha. “To destroy Merlin, I first had to destroy Arthur.”
i’ll have to write about this more tomorrow after work , but tasha’s ability to go toe to toe with a legendary sorceress when she’s at the bottom of the magic barrel aside , there is something very interesting about modern adaptations of the camelot legend making guinevere and lancelot’s affair the result of magic rather than a choice . quotting tumblr user to-many-towered-camelot : “I’ve always thought that narrative choices like this in modern adaptations are…interesting, they’re made to preserve any shred of empathy the modern audience has for Lancelot or Guinevere as characters, since we’re generally primed through pop culture to view Arthur as a fantastic, moral leader.”  
nevermind the fact arthur himself literally puts guinevere on trial and attempts to get her killed multiple times throughout the legend .  
in the case of guinevere jones , i understand they chose to go this way because ... well , it’s a pre-teen show , but i also think it's interesting that morgana hints the spell had little to do with pushing guinevere and lancelot towards each other .   especially when considering that the whole point of gwen’s character is  , according to elizabeth stewart  :  " when we first thought of guinevere , we did a lot of thinking .  originally [guinevere] wasn't a hero, she was responsible for bringing down camelot .  but the more we thought about it , we thought it was interesting .  it fits so neatly with the idea of reincarnation — with the idea that we keep coming back until we get it right ."
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Some Undertale gamer headcanons:
Someone said that Toriel would be the world Tetris champion, and I'm not sure why, but I agree with that. And not just Tetris, but bubble-poppers, match 3, marble-shooters, all of those kinds of games. She's the new Candy Crush mascot.
I've also seen people say sans would be into rhythm games, and... no. Why would you think he would be into something that takes that much effort? Seriously, come on. What sans is into is farming sim games. He's written dozens of online strategy guides for Stardew Valley, all of them under different pseudonyms.
Papyrus is into online multiplayers. All of them, any genre- Fortnite, Apex Legends, Fall Guys, Elder Scrolls Online, Runescape, you name it. He sucks at all of them, but none of his online friends is willing to tell him how bad he is because he's so darned innocent and nice. Nobody really wants him on their team because he'll always make them fail the mission, but he's so upbeat and uplifting that no one has the heart to tell him they don't want him.
Undyne loves Souls-like and dungeon crawlers, but she struggles with anything that requires stealth, she just doesn't. do. stealth. She says it's stupid to have to sneak up on enemies, she should just be able to barge in with guns or swords or spears blazing in any and all circumstances. Don't ever even suggest Metal Gear to her. Or Breath of the Wild- she rage-quit after the Yiga Clan Hideout quest (although it did leave her with the impression that bananas give you strength in battle, so she now always keeps a bunch of bananas on hand).
Blooky plays solitaire and Mah Jongg, and even those stress them out.
Maddie plays casino and slots games. On an unrelated note, she's always broke.
Mettaton is the rhythm games master. You will not change my mind on this.
Alphys is HEAVY into JRPG's. The more anime it looks, the more she loves it.
Asgore has no idea what a video game is. Well, ok, he has some idea, his kids both played games, but he never could figure them out. He thinks Sonic and Crash are both Mario characters and that Link is a girl- you get the idea. But he did used to play card and board games with Toriel. Especially chess (she totally owned his ass in every match). Ever since Toriel left, he can't bring himself to play chess. He plays checkers a lot, tho. He usually loses (he plays against himself).
Asriel and Chara were into action/adventure games. Asriel's favorite characters were Yoshi and Link, while Chara's favorites were Samus and Shadow the Hedgehog. What? No, I'm not projecting my favorite games onto the Dreemurr kids. What are you talking about?
Frisk has only ever played the hit indie game Undertale. About 500 times. Always Pacifist, they've never even tried a Geno run. They've been thinking about playing that Deltarune game, too, but they kinda wanna wait until the whole thing is released.
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pushing500 · 7 months
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You have no idea how upset I am that Wookshys is such a good partner to Albina. This proposal is the nicest one so far!! It looks like he planned it out and everything, set up a cute little hot-tub date for just the two of them before he popped the question! Baz proposed to Zonovo in the freezer!! Why is Wookshys so darn good at what he does? This is tragic!
also, congrats to the happy couple and stuff, I guess
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In brighter news, I have a quest that could give me a healer mech serum to cure Wendy's dementia! Huzzah!
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We left pacifist anxiety-ridden Vu at home to look after the kids, Andy and Henry, as well as Wendy, who is still in bed with resurrection sickness.
I like to imagine lil' Hussar Henry is upset that he doesn't get to go on cool raids despite being my third-most-competent melee colonist alongside Kawoo.
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Here's everyone heading back to the shuttle after finishing their "aerial assault". I did not get screenshots of the actual fight going down because I forgot about it in my panic, but basically:
Candlelight shot her T'au Rail Rifle at the wall until the Wasters came out to fight us
Albina used her bramble maze psycast to grow a patch of thorns and slow the Wasters' down as they advanced
Hazrov, the absolute legend that she is, used her long bow to take out two of four Wasters in less than a second
Brennan used her flameball psycast to kill another Waster, but not before he'd thrown a tox grenade which caused a bit of coughing for Albina, Zonovo, Debby, and Barghest
Tamarind used her skip psycast to pop Irwin and Xanxalbur next to the last Waster who was shooting at us with a bolt-action rifle, Irwin took him out quickly but got a bruise on his torso first
Irwin then destroyed the only turret and the door of the base to see if there was anything interesting inside (there wasn't)
Tamarind used her waterskip psycast to put out the fire from Brennan's flameball
Everyone piled back into the shuttle to head home while Vu and the kids gathered the rewards inside and waited for the returning heroes
So now we have a healer mech serum! Hooray! No more dementia for Wendy.
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bokettochild · 7 months
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what are your favourite headcanons for all the boys? (also hi mama lava we havent spoken in a while oopsie hah,,hope ur doing well <3)
I'm doing quite well, m'dear! Mnetally at least LOL
The body hates fall and the changes in the air, but the rain makes me happy and the leaves are going CRONCH so I can still smile! Also, it is now cider and cocoa wheather! (I really need to finish that darn Ravio scarf now LOL)
Okay! Headcannons!
Time: He has no clue what's happening ever. Time is hard for me to relate to or even work with, so I don't tend to mess around as much with headcannons for him, but I love the idea that he is masquerading as an adult all the time and genuinely is confused by almost everything. As someone who was left in charge of see stinkers with no clue on how to handle them, it makes him relatable and easier to write that way :)
Warriors: His dark form is a dragon. Even prior to TotK I liked the idea that certain people could/would become dragons, and considering there are some who ship him and his Zelda and they come before Flora, that would mean it runs in the family LOL. It also really suits him for REASONS and I like playing with it
Sky: His eyes flash silver when he's angry, and lightning will crash even on a sunny day when you piss him off. He killed a god, let this man be an unhinged BAMF eldrich hero!
Hyrule: Navi is his mother. I like the idea of him growing up hearing stories of the Hero of Time. i like the idea of him setting out on his adventure not just because Impa asked him too, but because that pig sounds a lot like the sucker who killed his big brother and their family doesn't go down unavenged! He totally had a few words for Ganon in that last fight, and even if it was the last thing the king of evil thought, he knew he was killed on behalf of a hero, not just by one.
Twilight: He's a white girl. It's really a personal gag for me, but he likes horses and stupid romance stories and ridiculously sweet drinks and he can't hold his whiskey for the life of him. Okay, like, he can, but why would he drink whiskey when he can have something strawberry flavoured? He just... he's a big rancher and scary wolf, but he will willingly wear pink and be a barbie is what I'm saying. And yes he'd enjoy it! (although he'd prefer pants please, he's still a man Barbie, okay? Not a Ken, a man Barbie)
(I have others for Twi, but this one makes me happy to ridiculous levels and gives the seratonin <3)
Wind: He's Warriors' grandfather. I know it;s less about him and more about Warriors, but the idea of him shaping and guiding the next hero, preserving that hero's childhood and protecting it as long as he can, makes me happy. there were totally calls to adventure long before Cia, but Wind said "heck no, he's underage, ain't happening" and either stopped that shit or dealt with it himself. He made sure to teach Warriors everything he wishes he'd known, or heard the others say they wished they'd known when starting: starting a fire, wayfaring, tracking, hunting, fishing, map making, how to make gear and supplies last, where to find valuable things, all that sort of stuff. he didn't know what sort of trouble the hero after him would face, so he made sure to provide help and leave supplies in every way he could think of (some of which, incidentally, lasted all the way to wild's time to help him).
Wild: He's Other. He's not quite right and he's more than just slightly screwed up, but not in the pretty, Fae like way it's often pictured. Wild is Other like a twisted and mangled tree that scrapes across your window in the night, keeping you awake but keeping the monsters cowering under your bed in fear. He's other like a too wide smile, like a sigh of relief when he feels Death's touch lingering on Legend. He's Not Quite Right in a way you have to know him to see, but you can't ever stop seeing after. (It's okay. Flora is too and she feels safer being with someone who's the same)
Legend: Personal hc I never get to share! Legend is the personification of Balance! He straddles light and dark both as a rabbit and in his fifth adventure. He's kind of died twice (OoS manga & a personal theory about Koholint) yet he's still alive. He kills in order to preserve life and lives in order to kill that which threatens it. He represents the balance in Hyrule and preserves it, hence why he tends to fill any needed role (watching the backs of the heroes throughout LU, taking the lead in Sunset, acting as a middleground/middle sibling in Sunrise) in order to prevent things tipping out of balance. legend is the middle ground between extremes, and a walking contradiction.
Four: I will do the colours as well, but I adore them being remembered, even though Four thinks he won't be. he comments in the comic that he's glad to at least have done well enough that no one needs to worry about his enemies, hence why they don't talk about him anymore, but I like the idea that Malon taught Time to read by reading him parts or stories about Four, but he got to impatient to wait to find out the ending, so he forced himself to figure it out as fast as possible to get there even if she wans't there to tell him. I like Legend hearing stories of him and growing up admiring him, of spending his first few adventures trying to be like him because that's what heroes who win are like. I love Four being remembered and adored. He deserves it! (And if he maybe got sealed away long enough to come back and meet some future heroes, well, I love that too!)
Red: Is actually the most dangerous of the colours when he's mad. He will wreck your shit, he will burn you alive. Do not try him.
Blue: He's fond of patterns and artwork, and knitting helps keep him calm. He's the crafter of the colors, and the only one if you disregard smithing. Also, he's the mom friend.
Green: He likes drawing. I don't know why, he just does. Also, outdoorsy boy. He hates shoes, hates floors, and will sit in the grass drawing trees and chatting with minish for hours if nothing stops him.
Vio: Loves cats. Despite Four as a whole having a fear of cats, and the other colors also sharing that fear, Vio's sense of self preservation sort of flew out the window with the trust the others had in him when he joined Shadow. Vio can look at any animal that should reasonably be able to kill them and actually will try and determine if he can just... touch it. he doesn't want to even be friends, he just wants to see if, since a dragon will let him, will this giant wildcat also? He adores Wolfie more than even Red. The others think there is something wrong with him that he likes terrifying creatures so much.
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kaitou-kid-my-beloved · 7 months
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A Little Ghost in a Bowtie (@livmadart's Phantump Conan AU)
(Chapter four of four!) (Prev) (Ao3 link)
Ah. So that is why the pidgey thought they’d be able to get more information from Conan. Conan wasn’t just a bystander, an invisible pokemon that happened to witness the crime, he was the victim. Phantump was ghost type, and while ghost types often weren’t actually ghosts… in this case, the old legends proved to be true.
Heiji had run into a few ghost types born of human souls before, but usually those were old ghosts, with decades or longer experience as pokemon under their belts. The one in front of him, just a meter away, in pokemon terms he couldn’t be more than two months old.
Wow. Wow. Heiji could barely imagine.
It didn’t seem like Ran-chan knew- how could she? It’s not something people really think about anymore, and she wouldn’t have introduced him so cheerfully if she’d known… Heiji imagined for a second what it would be like, to die, and come back- only to watch everyone he loved mourn him… he imagined what it would be like to lose Kazuha, only for her to be right next to him and never know…
Well. Since it was him, he’d know, but if he didn’t have his ability…
Darn. He did not envy Kudo- or, Conan? He’d seemed happy with the name when Lucie had called him that- Heiji would have to ask his preference later.
“My memory after that is a little foggy, b’cause, y’know, head trauma, but I remember them mentioning that poison made by their organization, and then they left me there. And now I’m here,” Conan was still talking, and Heiji managed to just barely comprehend his words through his own imaginings.
“...Ah, I… see.” Lucie managed, apparently dealing with her own feelings on the matter. Conan looked at her for a moment, before sighing.
“Pidgey didn’t tell you who I was, did she?”
“No. No she didn't,” Lucie said, short and terse. Heiji wondered if he would have to stop her from finding that Pidgey, and beating her up for not giving them all the vital information.
“Whoops, I guess,” Conan shrugged, unconcerned. Heiji supposed that apathy was a coping mechanism.
“Hattori-kun? Are you alright?” Ran-chan asked, cocking her head in concern.
Heiji looked up- he’d become so focused on the pokemon’s conversation that he’d completely forgotten he’d been talking to someone too- frick. It happened every once in a while, and was always a little embarrassing to explain. Not only that, he supposed his face may have shown a little of the many emotions he was currently feeling.
“Oh, yeah, I’m fine, totally fine,” He forced a smile on his face, mentally shaking himself off, and grounding himself to the moment.
“So, did you get what you needed?” She asked, offering him a wry smile.
“Oh yeah- I mean, yes. Yes I did,” He did his best not to look at the ghost of her best friend sitting in her lap.
“Well that’s good- I want to be of as much help as I can but… Well, Hattori-kun, I’m not going to tell you to stop investigating, because I know Shinichi wouldn’t have listened to me either, but, maybe be careful about all this? Don’t… Don’t bite off more than you can chew. For everyone else’s sake as much as your own.” Ran-chan squeezed her eyes shut, and held Conan closer to her. He was shaking- and he put his head down, curling his tail over his eyes.
Heiji gulped, taking in the weight of her words. Don’t end up like Shinichi. It was the opposite of what everyone had told him for so long, but they hit him right in the heart like no other message like it had. He could see exactly where being a reckless idiot had landed Kudo and for once… Yeah. He didn’t want that.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he won’t get into anything too bad,” Lucie growled, placing a paw on Heiji’s head.
“Well, it looks like your Lucario is on it!” Ran-chan laughed, standing up. “You’ll have to let me battle her sometime!
“Yes please, Heiji, can we do that?” Lucie barked happily, lightly cuffing him over the head as he stood up too.
“Maybe next time we’re in Saffron,” He said, in response to both of them.
“Hey, Conan,” Lucie called to Conan, who was still held firmly in Ran-chan’s grasp. “You’re a wild ‘mon, right? Meet us outside, there’s still some stuff we’d like to discuss with you,”
“Uh, okay?” Conan warbled, confused.
“Well, Hattori-kun, it was nice to meet you- though when we see each other again I’d like it to be under happier circumstances,” Ran-chan said, a light smile on her face.
“Yeah, it was nice to meet you too,” he said, and he really did mean it. She seemed very nice- the sort of person Kazuha would be fast friends with.
He exited the agency with Lucie in tow, letting the afternoon sunlight fall on his face. He took a deep breath, and let it out. That had been… a lot.
“You said there’s more you wanted to talk about?”
Both Heiji and Lucie jumped this time. They leaned against each other to let the adrenaline pass as Conan faded into visibility in front of them.
“Does terrifying people just come naturally to ghost types??” Lucie hissed, taking a few steps back.
“Uh, I guess?” Conan blinked, as though seriously considering her query.
“Nevermind that- do you mind if we walk while we talk? I don’t want Ran-chan to think we’re just loitering outside,” Heiji said, sighing at Lucie’s words.
“I don’t mind- it’s not really like I have anything better to do,” He said, voice dry. “Though I’m mostly going to be talking to Lucie, anyway,” He sighed.
“Not exactly,” Heiji shrugged, starting off down the sidewalk. Conan paused, hesitating before following.
“...What?”
“It’s part of the reason we wanted to leave to talk to you more,” Lucie growled, a toothy grin splitting her muzzle. “Heiji can-”
“I can understand pokemon, yeah,” Heiji cut her off. She took a light hearted swipe at him, but it was worth it.
“You can-” Conan cut himself off, his blue eyes blowing wide. “Oh.”
“Yeah. I don’t really know why, it’s just something I’ve always been able to do,” Heiji shrugged nonchalantly as Conan put a nub of a hand up to his chin, thinking hard.
“It makes sense- since Lucie said that you came to the agency off of a tip that I was there, and that I would be able to tell you more about my case- but you couldn't have known to do that unless you also heard and understood that tip,” Conan mumbled to himself. It sounded… really eerie, with his whole echoing little kid voice thing he had going on. Heiji could say one thing though, he was definitely a detective.
“That’s right,” Lucie cut in. “Usually while Heiji is questioning people, I question local pokemon, and then we share notes!” She grinned. “It’s a system the police wish they could have,”
“The police don’t have my ability- most people don’t have my ability, so technically the things I learn from it I can only use as a framework since they’re not permissible in court,” Heiji sighed, rolling his eyes.
“Skill issue,” Lucie shrugged.
“Not entirely true, pokemon testimonies have been used in court cases before- especially in cases of ghost types like me, testifying at their own cases,” Conan started, “There’s just a lot of hoops you need to jump through in order to make it work, including finding multiple different avenues of determining testimony, and seeing if they all match up to determine what the pokemon is actually saying, so I mean, you could,” He said, flicking his tail absentmindedly.
“Been doing research?” Heiji raised an eyebrow.
“...Yes,” Conan sighed. “Listen, if death can’t stop me, bureaucracy won’t either,”
Heiji found himself laughing, despite the dark nature of the joke. Lucie was also snickering a bit, and Conan was smiling, so he didn’t feel bad about it.
“Speaking of that,” Lucie said, expertly steering conversation both exactly where they needed it to go, and to the most uncomfortable topic. “The men who killed you- you said you saw them again?” Lucie continued onwards, completely ignoring the concept of tact- though, that might be best for everyone for now.
“Oh, right,” Conan nodded. “I saw them on a train- Ran’s dad's friend was getting married, so they were taking a bullet train to Ecruteak. Those two guys just happened to be there- so I listened in on their conversations,” He said, floating a little ahead of Heiji and Lucie so he could face them while they walked.
Man, invisibility must be nice. Not that Heiji was willing to die to get it, just… it would be nice.
“That’s when I heard them mention their codenames,”
“Gin and Vodka, you said?” Lucie confirmed.
“Right- and I also heard them talking about how there was a bomb on the train, which is why I didn't follow them off at their stop,” He said, his eyes going a bit darker there at the end.
“Wow, yeah that’s a good reason,” Heiji nodded.
“Yikes,” Lucie agreed.
“Luckily I was able to cause enough of a ruckus to get the bomb out of the train in time, but it was close there for a second,” He breathed a latent sigh of relief.
“That’s… yeah,” Heiji just nodded. He wasn’t sure how else to respond to that.
Heiji was a good highschool detective, sure, but he was starting to see why Shinichi Kudo was hailed as the best of them. Heiji had dealt with homicide after homicide, theft after theft after assault- but he’d never dealt with terrorists; never dealt with bomb threats, never dealt with syndicates, and never dealt with his own death. Kudo had seen and dealt with all of that, and just got up, and kept going.
He had died, and had still gotten up, and kept at it.
Heiji was a little mad at how much he respected the heck out of him for it. This was supposed to be someone he hated. But, well… It was always the name he’d hated- hated how it loomed over him, it was that reputation and the legend surrounding him that Heiji hated. But the person?
Heiji hated the name Shinichi Kudo, but he didn’t hate the name Conan; and he didn’t think Conan hated it either.
“Hey… Conan?” Heiji asked.
“Yeah?” The little ghost looked up at him, blue eyes shining in the sun.
“Do you… do you want me to tell her?”
Conan froze, staring at him. Slowly, he lowered his eyes down to the pavement. His nubs came to rest on that bowtie of his around his neck- and Heiji didn’t have to wonder who gave it to him.
“...No, I don’t want you to tell her,” He sighed.
“Why not?” Lucie asked, and Heiji elbowed her, just barely missing impaling his arm on her chest spike.
“She’s been through enough- she doesn’t need to go through… this too,” He said, his voice coming out in an echoey, pained keen.
Yeah. He’d been broken down, but he just… kept getting back up. Heiji really did find himself respecting this little, barely two month old pokemon.
“Well then… I guess I won’t,” Heiji sighed, putting his arms behind his head. “She told us to be careful, and we will, but I’m seeing this through to the end. And hey, maybe you will get to testify in court one day,” Conan snorted, but he raised his head, so Heiji counted it as a win.
“If you ever need anything else, you know where to find me. I’m a bit personally invested in this one, if you can imagine,” Conan smirked at him, and Heiji wondered if he’d made this many dark jokes before he’d died, or if this was a recent thing.
“Aaand we’re typically hanging around in Goldenrod if you ever need anything,” Lucie said, patting Conan on the head with a paw. “Just ask any pokemon, and they’ll tell you where to find us!”
“Thanks… I think I’ll take you up on that,” He laughed, and started drifting off back toward the agency.
“See you later, I guess,” Heiji said, sliding his hands into his pockets.
“Yeah, don’t die before I see you next!” Conan laughed, before fading away.
“Yeah, I’ll… Do my best,” Heiji responded, not sure if Conan was still there or not.
“So… feel like heading home and getting a lecture about running off to another city without permission?” Lucie asked.
“... Y’know what? I kinda am, actually,”
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writerofadream · 4 months
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Fortune favors the Bold ⛓
TDI!Duncan x Juvie Bestfriend! Reader ⛓
Chapters Eight: Talent? Where? Certainly not here.
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Chris had gathered you all in a amphitheatre. You and Duncan sat by Tyler. "Welcome to our brand-new-deluxe state of the art amphitheatre." Chris announced on the stage.
It very clearly was not any of that.
"Okay this weeks challenge is a sumer camp favorite... a talent contest!" Chris pointed out into the audience, and Courtney almost immeadiately looked at Duncan and you. You both clearly had some acrobatic talent, and definetely were the fittest people in the Killer Bass cabin.
"Each cabin has eight hours to choose their three most talented campers. These three will represent them in the show tonight. You can sing, dance, juggle. Anything goes as long as it's legal." He gave you and Duncan an extra hard glare and you groaned.
"Darn." Duncan laughed.
"You will be judged by our resident talent scout. Former D.J, V.J, and rap legend Grand Master Chef who will show his aprovall via the Chef-O-Meter." Chris explained.
Chris then began his whole speech about whoever lost would have to send a camper home, yadda, yadda, yadda.
Your team left the pavilion to go back to the cabins. Duncan and you flipped onto your hands walking as you talked about some type of gun absent-mindly to each other. Your cabin mates watched you with amazement.
Courtney had Chef Hatchet set up some trapeze equipment for you and Duncan to showcase your skills much to Duncan's dismay. They started off with Sadie and Katie showcasing their 'skills'.
Then Tyler and his 'yo-yo' magic. Then it was D.J and Geoff, also known as the ballerina and skater-boy. Then Courtney made you and Duncan try out. "Just do something acrobatic." She ordered pointing at the trapeze set above you.
"Let's shower her 'acrobatic'." Duncan smirked and suddenly you were running at him causing your cabin to gasp. You jumped into the air, jumping onto his shoulders, before jumping again grabbing the trapeze bar and as you jumped Duncan grab your ankle propelling himself upwards as well.
You flipped Duncan onto the opposing bar and you both began letting go of your bars swinging onto the opposing one causing your team to gasp in fear.
"They're in." Geoff said for Courtney who nodded weakly. Luckily for you Chris counted you both as one person since it was a two man act.
You all were practicing on stage, actually doing quite well.
Bridgette was giving Duncan tips on how to launch you, Katie was helping make sure the bars were dry, Sadie was helping wash Geoff's skateboard but Geoff kept making her laugh so the water was going everywhere.
Then it was showtime.
Justin was up first. (Personally you didn't see the appeal, you thought the green-haired devil next to you looked a lot better, but to each his own.)
Then it was Duncan and you. Your performance went without a hitch because it was something you had done since honest to god you were five years old.
Eleven years ago
"Duncan, honey, you have to wait Y/N isn't here yet." Duncan's mom warned him from her place on the bleachers. Gymnastic's practice was about to start. He was buzzing with excitement. Suddenly he heard footsteps and he turned around just in time to launch you into the set of trapeze bars above him.
Almost as if it was on instinct he grabbed your ankle and your ability to glide through the air propelled him onto the opposing bar and you began to swing on the bars laughing and breathing hard.
There was nothing you loved more thenn being in the air, as free as a bird.
Except maybe each other.
Nothing could touch you up there, no one could hurt you up there. If you got to look at Duncan's carefree smile for the rest of your life up there, you would've stayed up there forever, and be happy.
You fell back onto the ground and bowed. The cheers were loud and you felt a heat crawl up your cheeks. It had been a long time for the both of you since you performed. He squeezed your hand.
When Duncan stared at you it felt like he was thirteen again crushing on you in middle school.
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"Hey, L/N after school you want to spray paint the library," He asked and you nodded laughing. "Hell yes, if I ever answer no to that question feel free to shoot me."
There was no way he crushing again, on his best friend, who he treated like shit a good solid 80% of the time. But it was okay because he was imagining having a crush on you again...
Right??
RIGHT!?!
Chef Hatchet gave it a 9/10 much to the other team's dislike. Your team roared.
D.J sadly failed, hard, he tripped on his ribbon and Chef Hatchet gave it a 2/10. Then Trent went and he sang a song obviously for Gwen. Then Heather went reading Gwen's diary aloud which was fucking wild but you know, whatever.
Geoff got very bad stage fright and had a panic attack back stage, so Harold got up...
Then he started beatboxing...
and was good....
I know, I'm as surprised as you are.
"Holy shit am I high?" Duncan asked you quietly. "...Am I high is the better question." You whispered because seriously, what the fuck was happening right now.
Grand Master Chef declared Harold the winner... honestly you couldn't blame him. The crowd roared with applause.
The Screaming Gophers lost again tonight and that made you extraordinarily happy. Until you find out what the challenge is next week...
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Suddenly, Letters from Watson dumps us in the middle of the Great American Desert (part 1 of "On the Great Alkali Plain," 2/7/24). This is not anywhere I expected to be transported from London, and the contrast makes the Mountain West feel exotic for a minute.
The Great American Desert -- stretching from about Grand Island, Nebraska to the Sierras and pretty much the entire north-south length of the U.S. -- had become a thing of legend since explorers' accounts in the 1820s. When Dad and I drove across it in 2022, we talked about how incredibly daunting it must have been for emigrants seeking their land of milk and honey on the Pacific coast.
The way we went, out I-80, Nebraska shifts from green to gray as it rises toward the Rockies. After a while, the wind picks up as you go uphill into Wyoming. There's a lot of Wyoming, and after Cheyenne and Laramie (both of which would be small towns in most states), it's very, very empty. When we finally started the descent toward Salt Lake City, and the little valleys beside the road turned green with running water, it was truly like entering paradise.
Of course, in 1847, Salt Lake City was just barely being settled, as Brigham Young led his Latter Day Saints west from Council Bluffs, and its location wasn't part of the U.S. yet.
The Mexican-American war had started the prior year, 1846, and was still going. Spring-summer of 1846 saw the Bear Flag Revolt in California, followed by the U.S. just annexing the state. Gold wouldn't be discovered at Sutter's Mill until 1849, so while emigration to California happened -- the Donner Party made their ill-fated trip in 1846-47 -- it wasn't anything like the scope of movement along the Oregon Trail.
As far as I can tell, "Sierra Blanco" is not a real place. There's a Sierra Blanca in New Mexico -- which would fit with all the specific landscape, plus White Sands National Park in New Mexico specifically has alkali flats. Last time I drove through New Mexico on I-40, in late 2018, it was delightfully desolate, so I can buy that in 1847, it seemed completely empty, with even the native peoples avoiding some stretches.
Why anyone would be crossing New Mexico is a mystery, since neither Arizona nor southern California were much settled by Americans. There was some sort of wagon route across New Mexico used by U.S. soldiers during the Mexican-American War, so if I'd expect anyone to be about, it'd be the U.S. Army.
Utah, now, is downright famous for its salt flat, but that's west of the site of Salt Lake City.
Regardless, parties screwing up their trip to the west by taking an imprudent shortcut or mistaking the route was definitely both a thing that happened and, thanks to the Donner Party, a trope. Our haggard and starving traveler sounds about right.
Then he reveals a Plucky Innocent Victorian Child.
That "pretty little girl of about five years of age" is the absolute ideal of Victorian childhood, being perfectly behaved, utterly imperturbable, determined to see the best in all things, sweet, trusting, and looking forward to being reunited with her mother in heaven.
This kind of child is why Louisa May Alcott was seen as innovative for writing Little Woman about girls who worked on their character flaws. (This is also the ideal the March girls were being aimed at. Polly in An Old-Fashioned Girl comes closer, but even Polly would have been upset about being hopelessly lost in the desert with no water.) Contrast this with the street urchins that Holmes employs in his investigation, who are good enough sorts but scrappy, resourceful, and street smart.
Ordinarily, a Victorian child who was utterly sweet and pious would be a cinnamon roll, literally too good, too pure for this world, and thus would die beautifully but tragically before long. Being lost in the desert seems ideal for this, but --
She turns to prayer, and since someone must survive in order for this scene to be relevant,
Yes, darn it, I am on the edge of my seat to know what happens. I'm also grateful that crossing the Great American Desert in 2022 was a quicker process. I've been reading Carey Williams' old-but-interesting California: The Great Exception, which has a lot to say about how 19th century isolation shaped California's economy and power structure, not always for good. But that's neither here nor there -- I don't think we're headed to California.
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why-bless-your-heart · 4 months
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Fun new kind of Dumb Protestant Question!
ie one asked for a friend who has no grounding in any Christian tradition and wants to not be disrespectful to Catholics or the Virgin Mary and fully expected very Protestant me to know the answer to her question!
But it is rather like the one I asked you about writing ficitonal miracles, and something like the one I asked about inventing ficitonal saints/orders so... here goes. My friend is writing a sicence fantasy book about an alternate history where, instead of a heavy Greek/gnostic influence on the early church there was a far, far greater Norst influence on the early church. Also there are plenty of fey/semi-supernatural beings about, and a pocket diminsion that is wrecking general havvoc. The church has a different name and such and having followed a different timeline. So in this alternate history there is an order of nuns, she is not quite setteld on their charter, but it is something like a focus on moral education. Imbuing the people around them with the concepts of forgiveness, hope, chairity ect, with the goal of guiding their souls heavenward. She is concerned about how she envisions the founding of this order. In the mythos of this world a (in universe very real) semi-supernatural being Freya is confronted (and redemed) by an apperation of the Virgin Mary. Freya then repents of claiming to be a god and focuses on leading souls to heaven, becoming the patron saint of the order of nuns in question. My friend is concerned that this set up might be...heretical? Blasphmous? Whatever the word is for an outsider meddling with holy ideas.
Anyway, as this kind of thing is essentially what the northern monks of the single digit centuries IRL did quite a bit, and there doing that is the reason we even have records of most of the Celtic and a lot of the Nordic myths, I didn't think it would be too terrible a transgression...but as I said, dumb protestant here. Care to drop in your two bits?
The way you describe it, this all sounds pretty fun and inoffensive.
Actually offensive would be 1. Attributing anything evil or imperfect to God, mocking or misrepresenting Him, 2. Setting Mary up as contrary to God or portraying her as sinful, 3. Misrepresenting/misusing the Eucharist or any of the other sacraments (see: the Catholic distress r.e. Brom Stoker’s abuse of consecrated hosts in Dracula), 4. Misrepresenting actual Catholic history, persons, and/or orders, mostly due to the black legends & anti-catholic sentiment that we have to deal with outside the realm of fiction already.
Having a semi-supernatural being who repents of her past sins and sets out in service to God is actually a very cool and pretty darn Christian idea. And given that this is already an alternate world/history story from the get-go, I’d say it sounds safe.
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I wondered if i asked before, but i'm curious about what your DP x MLP FIM crossover AU you mentioned a few times is about?
DID YOU TELEPATHICALLY DEDUCE I'VE BEEN PLAGUED BY THE PONY PHANTOM AU?????!!!!
It's an AU where the events of Danny Phantom take place between g4-g5 of My Little Pony, with all the characters being ponies and creatures from MLP:FiM lore (except for the ghosts... those are a whole new wacky species) It takes place some time after the passing of Twilight's friends, but before Twilight rids Equestria of magic. Twilight is the last remaining princess and she's become a recluse and would be presumed dead if it wasn't for her controlling the sun and the moon still. The world is starting to fall apart at the seams, with older generations recognizing their belief in "the magic of friendship" to be a lie, focusing more on taking care of themselves than others, and technological advancement to protect their way of life (that's there to explain why the characters suddenly went from whatever FiM had going on to 'teh interwebs')
Here's an older thing I had to say on how ghosts work in this AU:
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Ghosts, if they appear as ponies, do not have cutiemarks, which is what makes Phantom (who does have one) special to Jack and Maddie and why they take such keen interest in him
Amity Park is located nearby an ancient ghost portal, one that has long been inactive, it gives AP a strange aura that draws in a lot of creatures all over the land, so AP has an unusually high mixed species population! Fun fact!
As this is a MLP AU, the main theme of it is friendship, the true meaning of magic, and family. So Vlad is the main villain and the biggest threat, his goal being to activate the ancient portal and unleash it's evil upon the land, finally forcing Jack and Maddie to witness the ultimate form of the horrors they've forced him to suffer through by activating that blasted proto-portal right in his face. Danny believes in the legends of Princess Twilight and the Elements of Harmony. While Vlad has seen what unrest that's come from the loss Twilight has gone through, and believes "The Princess of Friendship" to be the victim of a horrible curse who has been used as the unwilling vessel forced to carry out the wishes of "friends" that have selfishly made her suffer through their own mortality.
I got a lot of little tidbits, pony/species assignments for characters, backgrounds etc. etc. I think about this AU a normal amount xD
Hopefully I will get to drawing all those darned comics soon!!!!
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Hannah Annafellows - secretly the main character of Black Butler Season 2?
Here we go again. I've been digging around in my notes and looking at Hannah Annafellows, one of the least liked characters in Black Butler. What is there to like? She is one of the few female characters and all she does is get degraded and it felt uncomfortable to watch. However, we have another bored demon who comes across a child who is trembling with fear, but cheerfully greets her anyway. What does he want? To ask her help not for himself, not for riches, fame, power, or anything people normally ask for. No, he wants the happiness of someone else. Having never encountered such selflessness, she is intrigued and agrees to make his wish come true. Luca thinks that will happen by destroying the town that grieves him and his brother so much. Easily done. She and the triplets cause a fire and kill everyone who acted against the brothers...save a few poor boys who were in a similar situation or took pity on them. Hannah says it is done and Luca THANKS HER. In all the years she had done contracts with humans not one thanked her. Why would they? She would be their ultimate end. Fear, anger, resignation, those would be common, but gratitude? Not for their demise, the oblivion that Ciel appears to be seeking to escape what happened to him and his brother, but for being so kind as to help them. This changes her. It affects her strongly and deeply. The Kuroshitsuji Fandom site says she cried as she devoured Luca. She could not break the deal either, but instead of 'digesting' Luca, she kept his soul stored inside her. She went to see the happiness of his brother, to insure her side of the bargain had been well kept...only to see him in distress over the loss of Luca. He had his wish, bought by another, yet wasn't happy? This probably threw her for a loop. For her part, she would have been given a great gift-something new that in thousands of years she hadn't experienced, yet would not have felt she had executed her part in kind. So she contemplated how to achieve happiness for this mortal for whom nothing seemed to bring joy. He gained wealth, power, even some fame as an Earl, but it did not fill him. He wanted his brother which she could not give. He would not join Luca in "heaven" so she needed to get him to make a pact with her. That was a tricky business since he also contracted with Claude. We saw that Sebastian was unable to complete his contract when he didn't have both the soul and the body. So she took Alois/Jim's physical eye which would look like a mere repayment of the indignity visited upon her to Claude. Thus their whispered pact as he lay dying could take hold. Why was it possible? Claude abandoned his pact with Alois. He mislead his master about the truth of who started the fire and then got bored with taking revenge upon Sebastian. Even with Sebastian, he broke that pact as well, because Ciel is just so darn tasty!
Anyway, so Hannah had the body in the form of Alois’ eye.  Claude had the soul in the ring, but cared not to eat it, rather trying to alchemically merge (another version of the merging theme) the two souls so he could claim the tastier one of Ciel.  Alois wanted Claude’s regard, so Hannah pointed out that Claude DID acknowledge Alois/Jim before dying. That allowed Alois to gain his happiness and Hannah was then able to allow herself and them to die to reach Nirvana where there would be no sense of self, and eternal happiness.  Her trials were those of the demon who followed the monk to learn how to rise up spiritually.  She quested not for herself, but for both of the boys and even tried to redeem Claude. Over the course of the show, the only one that actually grew and changed their nature was Hannah. So it is odd to discover that the story was actually hers. There are legends of demons in Japan following monks and Buddhism to reach enlightenment. I suspect that is similarly what was in play here. She suffered not only for Alois/Jim's pleasure, but to redeem her actions so she could reach that place of Nirvana for them all in the end. That's why she suffers silently, does not meet anger and pain with more of the same. She sought to end the cycle. I still don't like her character, but changing the lens certainly allows a better perspective to understand her and write her with agency. Her agency was the choice not to act, but to show humility and kindness. I think the tale told from her perspective, with more of her mental thoughts available to the audience would make an interesting one. Oh, and we know that the demon's names mean something. The other spelling of her name was Hannah Annafeloz. I tried looking up "feloz demon" and got a correction for "feliz demon", clicked on it and what did I get? Mephistopheles. Reading the Wikipedia page on it, that name is a Greek compound of "love" and a negation term. So Hannah's arc goes from "no love" to "loving". Her pact is the actual Faustian pact but turning the tale completely around from destruction to enlightenment. Interesting stuff, no? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mephistopheles
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what do you think Suburban Legends is about?
Oh boy oh man oh gee oh goly I LOVE THIS FUCKING SONG!!!! Buckle up!!!!! This is verrryyy long, part essay, part rant, so I apologize in advance 😘
The story begins with the subject repeatedly betraying the speaker, and her forgiving him for it. The entire song reflects on how and why this becomes a pattern, and the long-term consequences of that first moment.  
“You were so magnetic it was almost obnoxious, flushed with the currency of cool, I was always turning out my empty pockets” is one of my absolute favorite line in Taylor’s entire discography. It draws on the metaphor explored in Tied Together with a Smile and You All Over Me- love (or, candidly, sex/sex appeal) as a currency, specifically, a something cheap- pennies, change. The subject of Suburban Legends is rich, flush with currency- worth a lot compared to the speaker who doesn’t have anything. The sensual imagery in this part (slippery plastic summer, slide, flush, magnetic) makes me think a lot about the ways sex and love can be used in a relationship, and how formative our early relationships can be. Because of the title and imagery in the whole song, I feel strongly that this is “about” teenage relationships, and I think it exists in relation to the Betty/August/Cardigan story (I’ll leave it there…).  That first verse, to me, is a really meaningful exploration of why someone, often girls, might feel pressured to forgive their partner for something that really hurts. The explanation, I think, rests on how you interpret the empty pockets metaphor. The speaker feels so little self worth compared to the subject (who is magnetic, slippery, cool) that she forgives big transgressions quickly, perhaps against her better judgement. 
The chorus is sort of mysterious to me. I understand what “I didn’t come here to make friends” means, but it’s tricky in context. For me, it evokes reality game shows like Survivor or Americas Next Top Model- the person saying the phrase is a contestant fighting for something, and willing to stab people in the back to reach the goal. (Reminds me of willow) I don’t think the song requires us to take that entire symbol literally, so in context, I think it means that whoever is saying it has no intention of being friends, they intend to be ~more than friends~ (romantic or sexual or enemies, or all of the above, idk!!) and they’re willing to play dirty to achieve that. The next line, “we were born to be suburban legends,” is perhaps the goal. Suburban legends makes me think about small time legends; high school football champions who peak in 12th grade, cutest couple in the yearbook, childhood sweethearts who get married and live happily ever after in their suburban hometown. But it also makes me think about the way Taylor immortalizes her subjects. The songs she wrote as a teenager have entered suburban folklore. Everyone knows Love Story and YBWM, even if they think they don’t! Their relationship was fated to occur, and they were born to live the story that has become legendary among suburban, normal youths. If we take the perspective of how this experience has laid a pattern in place, these lines feel relevant to later adult experiences post-fame, too. Taylor Swift is a household name, along with some people she dated. The first lines of the chorus are also pretty darn flirty, which contributes to the ick factor, for me. It’s like a pick up line, or something that is being used as a consolation prize for not committing to a real relationship; we may not be exclusive, but we were born to have this ~arrangement~ and to be suburban legends, therefore everything is fine. Makes me think of Tis The Damn Season. 
“When you hold me it holds me together” goes back to the question of why someone would forgive their ~lover~ for cheating/stepping out or hurting them, and how easy it is to start seeing your worth as tied to the other person’s actions towards you. This line is the only semi-positive thing she has to say about this person in the song. Whatever the arrangement is, for better or worse, it holds her together. “You kiss me in a way that’s gunna screw me up forever” holds soooo much weight, and is a really crystallized way to convey how important those first sexual/romantic experiences can be, and how tied to intimacy they are. That line establishes that this story fundamentally altered the speaker’s life, and started a pattern of behavior that she is grappling with however many years down the road. The element of fate feels really important. Other songs that I think tie in with this are Ms Americana and the Heartbreak Prince, Betty, That’s The Way I Loved You, Mastermind. 
The second verse makes me feel kinda ill!!!! The sensual/intimate imagery continues, but with a lot more anger, disgust, regret, and public humiliation (fantasy, diaries, ripped out, the whole school). This verse again solidly places us in high school, which could be a metaphor but I don’t think it needs to be. Even if we take the language literally, it still can apply to situations throughout the speaker’s adult life because of how impactful the early experience was. Shame, humiliation, regret, embarrassment, wanting to prove a point, feeling tossed around by fate. 
I also am really interested in the tense use of Suburban Legends. I had the fantasy (back then) that you would be (in the hypothetical future) more than a chapter in my old diaries (past reality), with the pages ripped out (ambiguous, when did she rip them out? How long did she hold out hope? What was the last straw?). Whatever happened with these two was so upsetting that the speaker has tried to violently erase the experience from her own most private history. The speaker is experiencing extreme anger in the present about something that happened in the past, which is kind of unusual in Taylor’s discography! Usually her songs explore the moment she feels something, which this also does. I think this is a reason it stayed in the vault: there’s a lot of private shame involved in this story, and also anger that it’s still impacting her all these years later. “I can still see it now” is such a strong statement that roots the speaker in the present but is sensorily placed in the past. The theme of memory is common for Taylor, but that particular phrasing makes me think about All Too Well 10MV, dear john, would’ve could’ve should’ve, and Maroon (I wake with your memory over me that’s a real fucking legacy to leave). 
The next part about “I know that you still remember” and national treasures and getting back together make me think of WANGBT and All Too Well and how the present experiences of older relationships can really force a person to reflect on what led them down that path - what was the twist of fate that caused the tragedy to occur? I’ll leave it there!
The bridge, besides being catchy as fuck, is extremely sassy and sarcastic; “i broke my own heart cuz you were TOO POLITE TO DO IT!!” This line is so interesting and it captures exactly what it’s like to be in the midst of heartbreak over someone that was hurting you - the break up is what is breaking the speaker’s heart, not the asshole’s actions themselves. “Waves crash to the shore, I dash to the door” is giving August. The rest of the bridge is exactly like how a panic attack feels - it spirals out of control and has the repetitive pulse of ruminating thoughts. It’s the moment that the past experiences combine with the present, and everything compounds. The speaker’s life is ruined, it was ruined before, it’s ruined now, the subject has all the control in this situation to ruin her life by abandoning her, but she always knew it! SHE ALWAYS KNEW IT! She knew from the first time someone called him on an unmarked number and she let it slide!!!! It’s the ultimate dramatic tragedy- the hero’s own hubris ruins their own life!!!!!! And thus, the shame cycle is born. 🤮
(to be 100% clear, while I think the song is set up as a tragedy - that is, the hero is responsible for his own downfall - I do NOT believe that Taylor is at ALL responsible for how the subject of this song treated her. She, and anyone reading/listening to this deserve to be treated better!! Healing from wounds like this is so so hard, and a lifelong practice. We heal from relational trauma when we engage in relationships that contradict the initial wounds and allow us unlearn those messages of self-hatred that were reinforced by the initial experience. I love this song because it captures the feelings of shame that are so so so common and important to acknowledge when we first set out to reflect and heal from old shit, and are maybe still engaging in relationships that don’t contradict the past experiences 💜🦋. I think this will be a huuuge theme on TTPD…. 🤍)
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musumeyaku-forever · 1 year
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THE LEGEND!
- THE OG Elisabeth
- THE OG Christine
- THE ONE! THE ONLY!!!
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Has turned 50!! 🥂🎉🥂
(Yes, I discovered this five min ago, her birthday was February the 28th)
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- She is my all time favorite Marie Antoinette!
- All time favorite Carmen!
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- Not my favorite Elisabeth… but her interpretation is real darn good!!
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👸🏻👑・HAPPY DELAYED BIRTHDAY MY QUEEN!・👑👸🏻
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Opera house AU presents A Christmas Carol!
Who's Scrooge, the 3 Ghosts, Tiny Tim, etc? XD
Hmmmm... Let's start with the ghosts, shall we?
Dusk is the Ghost of Christmas Past. Kind at times, but severe at others, she's almost a comforting presence, but cold in the snap of thing fingers too
Twilight plays the Ghost of Christmas Present! Jolly and warm, but also quickly harsh and scolding, with a deep rolling voice that easily becomes a fierce growl. He actually grew out the hair and beard too, since he hates wigs. He also played Fezziwig, in order to help the audience associate the second ghost with joviality even more.
The gaunt and ghastly Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come came courtesy of Wild! Boy is the best at manipulating his voice to be the creepiest darn thing ever LOL. He had way too much fun with the makeup and tried to scare the crap out of all of the cast at least once while backstage. It worked. He almost had a black eye on Christmas Eve as a result.
Time himself played Scrooge. It took a lot of effort to get Time to look like an old, wizened man, but they managed it eventually. He will never live it down.
Sun and Sky played the Cratchet parents, with most of the youngest cast members joining in as the kids. Wind, as it turned out, cannot look frail for the life of him, but Hyrule naturally always looks like a half starved Victorian orphan, so he ended up filling the role of Tiny Tim. He did well too, and Warriors and Legend both were very proud of him.
As for Warriors, he adopted a few roles, including that of Jacob Marley. Despite being only slightly smaller than Time himself, he pulled off the ghastly spectre thing surprisingly well and convincingly. Lullaby called his mother and told her to feed him up over the holidays as a result, much to his embarrassment. He also played a young Scrooge, as he somewhat resembles Time, and Fred, Scrooge's nephew, for the same reason.
Artemis, naturally, played Belle, Scrooge's first and only love who leaves him when greed consumes his heart, and instead marries someone else later. She and Warriors had the audience on the edge of their seats, as usual.
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luimagines · 2 years
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Gosh darn it, I see the time limit and all my ideas fall out of my head.
Uhhh…
General romance headcannons for Legend, if you have any.
I’ll return when my lone two brain cells recover.
- Glitter ✨
Okie dokie artichokie! You got it!
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This boy can fit so much sap in him.
Poke him, boil it up.
Make syrup.
Not wanting to admit his feelings at first.
Not necessarily a tsundere
He’s not afraid to admit that he likes them
As a friend anyway
He’d be quick to praise them behind their backs
And Legend can banter with the best of them
He doesn’t want to give anything away to anyone... just in case
That being said, Legend falls and falls hard
It gets to the point where everyone else can see it but him and if he’s lucky, neither can dear Reader
But Reader is going to catch on that Legend is soft on them at least
That’s how obvious the poor boy is
Legend is going to share his items (the non cursed ones, of course) with Reader and try to keep them as safe and sound as possible
He’s always quick to see when they’re uncomfortable or not feeling well
If Reader gets sick, Legend is going to worry down to his toes
Like attempt to play nurse- but frankly, he’s better for bedside company and good conversation
He knows this but that won’t stop him
The other have to step so he doesn’t make it worse
Legend flusters incredibly easy
Blush blush blush
Eye contact? Who’s she?
Can’t stay still! Must fidget! Nerves must be dispensed!
Really wants to be on their good side
Wants their approval and praise
And attention
Lots of attention
It can be a bit much, even Legend knows that he’s not usually this clingy
This is when he realizes that he likes them... like... like-like
It’s like a lightning strike
He’s realizes that he’s more or less jinxed himself and there’s no (if anything) coming back from this
Minor crisis over it
Drama King
Anyhack- he tries to be more attentive than before
Starts giving little gifts and nick nacks from the towns they visit
Setting up their bed roll
Sneaking the better portions of the meals to them
When he confesses, it’s with a big bouquet of flowers because well.... why not? If he wasn’t obvious enough already then he has to make a point
Even if they’re on the road, then he does everything in his power to make sure they’re not lacking anything
If they’re in his village and home, they’re never going to be able to get rid of him
He’s virtually lives more at their place than his
But also like... Stay with him? Do you like his home? Is the color ok? Is the furniture comfortable? Marry him?
Daydreams!!!!
Fantasizes and is only mildly shameful about it
He can joke and make dear Reader blush with the implications
But this dude sees potential and he wants the rest of his future with Reader
Lots of fear though
He’s been burned by dreams before
It’ll be a long time before anyone would be able to get him to open up 
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