#your honor they’re all clowns

[magicandmundane]

I just rewatched The Crossing, and with the added context from s3, it’s honestly a wonder how the Batch got literally anything done during the Clone Wars before Echo and Omega joined them between Wrecker and Tech bickering over every little thing that goes wrong and Hunter and Crosshair beating each other up over snide comments lmao

#they’re clowns your honor #echo and omega hold this team together #idk how they do it #all i know is they don’t get paid enough #the bad batch #tbb season 2 #tbb season 3 #tbb spoilers #tbb season 3 spoilers #mild spoilers yeah but the hunter and crosshair drama is spoilery all the same lol #clone force 99 #tbb echo #tbb omega #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #i suppose they pull their shit together on the battlefield #but how they ever GOT TO the battlefield without killing each other is a mystery to me

[gaybananabread]

Hi!!! 💖 If 21 isn’t filled yet for tickletober, do you think you could do ler Asmodeus and lee Fizzarolli from Helluva Boss? The new episode has me craving for some tickle content for them they’re so cute!! Hope you’re well and take all the time you need. 💖

TickleTober Day 21 - New Discovery

Writing this one made me happy. I dunno what it was, but writing the scrunkles just boosted my happy brain chems. I know I’ve been squeaking these in at like 11:50 something at night, but I actually paced myself this week and loved getting this out! Hopefully you like reading this as much as I did writing it. Enjoy!

Lee: Fizzarolli

Ler: Asmodeus

Summary: After a shitty day, Fizz is more than ready for some love from his partner. Ozzie is happy to help, though he does it in his own silly way. After all, what's love without some laughter?

Warnings: swearing (obviously), implied murder (don't worry, they deserve it)! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Hell's worst kept secret…

Not wrong, but the title still pissed the pair off. Ever since the kidnapping incident, they had been a bit more open with their relationship. They obviously weren't announcing it; all of Hell didn't need to know that Ozzie and an Imp were together. But around the factory and his quarters, the fruits were showing more PDA and less shitty excuses when they were caught. 

The workers knew better than to say anything.

Still, the occasional whisper or snide comment outside of Asmodeus's safe zone got the jester's blood boiling. Especially when they were about his man.

"Did you hear about Asmodeus and that little imp? Man, what a way to fall. Never thought the embodiment of Lust would do that to himself." The second demon nodded, smirking. "Oh, Fizzer-something? Yeah, a big rooster and a clown. Sounds like the plot of a shitty porno." "Heh, they kinda are!"

Oho, Fizz wanted to rip their throats out and shove them so far up their-

Whooo-kay. Deep breaths, deep breaths. He promised Asmodeus that he wouldn't let small-minded loudmouths get to him, especially sinners. But they so deserved it, and he was just a few feet away…

They just had to keep talking, though. "And hey, he didn't even pick a working one! The thing's defective! Robotic limbs and shit. Dude really needs higher standards."

That was it. The jester turned, running at them with nothing but rage and hate in his eyes. The dumb fuckheads barely had time to begin a plea before Fizz went to town.

-

When his Fizzie got home, Ozzie immediately knew something was wrong. His partner’s colorful clothes were coated with black blood. The sin hurried over to him, surveying the imp for injuries before scooping him up into his arms. “Fizzie, babe, what happened?”

Asmodeus’s voice radiated concern, comfort and love for the jester. Fizzarolli couldn’t have gotten any luckier when him and the demon connected for the first time. Or the second. Or the many, many times after that. Eh, who needs labels?

“Some…assholes, spewing shit about you and me. I tried, but…they needed a lesson on how to shut up.” One of the robotic arms was damaged in his fit of rage. Apparently the loudmouthed sinners had a bit of fight in them. Fizz still disposed of the garbage; he just got a bit messy.

Ozzie sighed, nuzzling his feathery head against Fizz’s smooth skin. “Froggie, I love that you wanna defend me, but it’s not worth you getting hurt. I’d take all the shit-talk Hell has to offer if it meant you’d be okay.”

So mushy… The imp rolled his eyes, secretly melting inside at the sweet words. “Alright, alright, I get it. No more fighting over your honor. Tell Hallmark the message worked.”

Then he did Fizzarolli’s most favorite thing ever. He laughed, a deep snort kicking off the rumbling chuckles. Fizz laid his head on Ozzie’s chest, feeling the vibrations and listening to the short burst of amusement. The sin stood, sighing out a final huff before carrying his partner to their bed. It was the only one big enough for Asmodeus, let alone Fizz, to fit. 

Following their pattern, Ozzie removed his elaborate suit, slipping on his robe instead. He then helped the jester peel away the blood-stained outfit, quickly drawing a bath for him. They were at the point where it was just second nature; one of them has a bad day, they get a warm bath, cuddles and shitty RomComs until they fall asleep. That day was Fizz’s day to be pampered.

After some calming back rubs in a nice bath, all blood was clean and the imp was feeling a bit better. Ozzie got him a new arm, making sure to give him little forehead kisses as he worked. Finally, they were ready to lay down.

Surprising no one, Ozzie was the big spoon. He hugged Fizz close under the covers, rubbing his back soothingly. The Lust ring’s RomCom channel played distantly on the TV.  It was barely a minute before the jester was dozing off. The sin’s touch softened, absentmindedly wandering across Fizzarolli’s bare skin. 

His feathery fingers eventually made their way to the imp’s sides. Fizz was drawn from his sleepy stupor by an unexpected buzzing along his side. A feeling he hadn’t felt in quite some time. He squirmed a bit, feeling the fingers go back to his back. The moment he settled back down, however, they returned. 

A quick glance at Ozzie’s dreamy expression told him that the sin wasn’t doing it on purpose. The rooster just thought he was giving him soft affections. Sighing, Fizz squirmed again, adjusting himself so the tracing was closer to his lower back. That was apparently a big mistake.

The moment one of the feathery fingers brushed his back, he squeaked, flinching away from the touch. Asmodeus immediately went into Mother Hen mode, lightning his touch and looking for injuries. “Fizzarolli, why didn’t you tell me you hurt yourself? Back injuries are serious!”

Ugh, why did he have to care so much? “I-I didn’t…” The lighter touch was somehow worse, sending a flurry of butterflies to attack his stomach. Fizz’s tail twitched, trying to wag; he made sure to force it still. Unfortunately for him, that also meant he took a small amount of focus off his verbal reactions. The smallest, teensiest little giggle slipped past his lips. Ozzie immediately stilled his fingers; as a sin, he easily heard the noise. Then something clicked.

“Froggie…are you ticklish?” Shit…Fizz tried to run, a burst of adrenaline pulling him from the sleepy peace. Ozzie was on him before he could move an inch. The little imp didn’t stand a chance.

“W-wait! Ozz, don’t you fucking dare!” His robotic arms wrapped around the sin’s body, trying to push him off. That was nearly impossible, as Asmodeus was over four times his size and much stronger than the prosthetics. Still, he could only try. 

The rooster smirked, his demeanor doing a complete 180. Ozzie went from concerned and soft to playful and smug in seconds; it was almost scary how fast he could switch like that. “Oooh, babe, I definitely fucking do~”

Before he could get another protest out, ten feathered fingers attacked his torso. Five running along his back, five snaking around to his stomach. In seconds, small giggles slipped past his lips, a blush tinting his scarred cheeks. “N-nohoho! Ohohozzie you dihihick!”

“I know it’s one of your favorite features, but let’s leave my dick out of this.” Stupid, cheesy words; it was unfair how blushy they made him. Fizz tried to wiggle away, but even with his insane flexibility, Ozzie’s strong arms kept him trapped.

He twisted and kicked, his limbs swinging and flailing as he tried to escape. He didn’t fully mind the tickling, but Fizz had an image to protect. The amazing, alluring, ass-kicking Fizzarolli couldn’t be seen getting reduced to a giggly puddle; even if nobody was watching but his boyfriend.

“Tickle tickle tickle, Fizzie~” He just had to tease… If there was one thing that killed Fizz, it was Ozzie’s silly teases. Normally, they were just flustering. Those teases, though; they drove him nuts. “Shuhut the fuhuhuck uhuhup!”

Ozzie loved the sight of his squirmy boyfriend. The genuine laughter, happy smile, vibrant blushes and adorable noises warmed his loving heart. He genuinely couldn’t be happier than when he was with his Fizzie Frog; especially when the imp was all giggly like that. “Awww, babe, I’m just tryna cheer you up! Are you not feelin’ just a teeny bit better?”

Okay, that wasn’t fair. He was definitely feeling better than when he arrived, but that wasn’t totally because of the tickling. Being around Asmodeus, as evil as he was, immediately boosted his mood. “Thihis- ihit’s nohot fahahair! Youhuhu suhuhuck!”

“Only for you, Fizz~” Just to be evil, Asmodeus fluttered his fingers on the jester’s hips. FIzz squealed, his arms swinging to try and grab Ozzie’s hands. Oh, that asshole! “SH-SHIHIHIT! AHASMODEHEHEUS! NAHAT THEHERE!” 

Ozzie chuckled, loving the high-pitched cackles from his partner. “But right there is my favorite! C’mon babe, you gotta admit that this is pretty cute.” Fizz groaned through his laughter, thrashing under the sin’s tickly assault. His robotic appendages were no help, merely bouncing off the sin’s feathered skin instead of actually deterring him. 

“NOHO IHIHI”M NAHAT! OHOZZIEHEHEEEE!” Fizz could feel his tail wagging, the tip making a gentle thump against the sheets. At least the rooster wasn’t teasing him about that. “Ooh, Fizzie, your tail’s wagging. Are you enjoying yourself?” Spoke too soon…

Seeing that he was working his partner up a bit too much, he moved away from the imp’s hips, deciding to focus on Fizz’s neck instead. “Alright, alright. I won’t kill you, Fizzie babe.”

“F-fuhuckin’ feehels like ihihit!” Fizz whined, his laughter dying down to squeaky giggles. He turned his head, burying his face in the pillowy mattress. The muffled giggles only made him cuter, in Ozzie’s opinion. He leaned his head down, peppering the jester’s face with light kisses. Fizz scrunched up his shoulders, both loving and hating how the ticklish kisses made him melt. “Bahahahaaaabe!”

Ozzie chuckled, basking in the way his boyfriend reacted to the silly affections. The faces in his hair were smiling wide, portraying his obvious adoration and love. So fucking cute…

It was almost comical, the way the large sin cuddled up to the smaller imp. The love they shared was like no other; based on good communication, mutual respect and pure affection, it was about as healthy as you could get. Sure, they weren’t officially public, but nobody else needed to know about them for it to be wonderful. Especially in the cutesy moments like those.

As much as Fizzarolli loved the attention, he was wearing out. Dealing with the dicks from that morning, combined with the goofy fun, had him pretty drained. “Ohozziehehe! Plehease, noho mohohore!” 

And just like that, it was over. Asmodeus respected boundaries more than any other creature in hell; the moment Fizz wanted him to stop, he would, no questions asked. He did, however, pull the imp against his chest, rubbing small circles into his back to help calm him down. The sin’s voice was soft once again, save for a teasing edge. “Easy, babe. You okay? I didn’t go too far, did I?”

Fizz took a few deep breaths, getting out the last few giggles as he snuggled against his man. “Uhum…no, you’re good. But *damn*, did you have to go for my hips?” Ozzie snorted, nuzzling his head against the imp’s. “You know I did. It’s adorable, how can I not?”

He held Fizz tight, flipping them over so the jester was laying on his chest. It was their favorite way to sleep; Fizz could feel the warmth of his boyfriend, and Ozzie could sleep peacefully, knowing his partner was safe while he was with him. Fizzie grumbled, but didn’t protest the movement. He was tired, and he couldn’t deny that the sin’s chest was rather comfortable.

The covers were pulled over the pair, concealing almost all of Fizz’s body. His concealing hat was removed, placed on its holder for the night. It was nice, affectionate and calm; just the way the pair liked it. They drifted off, the small yet happy smile never leaving the imp’s face.

#hb tickle #lee!fizzarolli #ler!asmodeus #ler!ozzie #ticklish!fizzarolli #augtickletober2023 #tickle fic #sfw tickling community #tickle #augtickletober 2023 #augtickletober #helluva boss tickle #hb fizzarolli #hb asmodeus #hb ozzie #fizzmodeus #fluffy tickles #the skrunkles

[probablyspooky]

Message Received (Predator x Fem! Reader Guardians of the Galaxy) Pt 2

tag list uwu: @the-official-slasher-fucker

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Knelt down as if you were a table, knees placed upon uneven stones as an added level of pain to your punishment. Above your head you held a tray of lavish sweets and treats, you were being used as furniture until you proved yourself worthy to even serve the Grandmaster. Your body ached with pain, but fear and adrenaline kept you from shaking even harder than you were, god forbid you were holding a drink, then the Grandmaster would truly notice how wobbly his temporary table truly was.

The day was going just as any day was, the stadium was filled to the brim with those whos lives weren’t being used, those who were free. You could see the arena from your position as your head was tilted down, using the top part of your hair to keep the tray steady. Looking down into the arena you could see todays gladiators fighting to the death for the entertainment of anyone nearby.

The Grandmaster was currently chatting away with whatever reporter or loser who came to bask in his glory, his hideous shadow that kept others below him. Though people were free around him, there is the fear that he will just take you deep within anyone who dares come closer enough.

“Any plans for todays matches Grandmaster?”, the reporter asked, using a tablet writing down his words as if they were pure gold.

“Oh not much,” the Grandmaster chuckled, taking a treat off that tray you held, “I hope for one of my better trained pets to enter the arena today, you know his species actually fights for honor, so it’s kind of....hmm.. interesting to watch him fight for a blood sport like this”

That venom in his words, trying to make you break so you would be punished again, but you held strong, you needed to be strong, if you were punished again, surely it would affect him as well, and you did not want him to suffer along with you.

You whimpered as more pain set into your body, the gladiators cheered as another one has met their final blow. The winner is rewarded with a meal that isn’t just kitchen scraps, perhaps Grandmaster would even have it warmed.

“Oh boy, another pet gone,” Grandmaster sighed, and waved his hand towards one of his servants, this one is particular was in charge of sending in the next round of entertainment, “Send in those clowns for a bit”

The servant, whose name was Ryne, nodded, and swiftly turned, grabbing one of many, large velvet cords that lined the back wall of the showing box you were in. Taking the large cord in his hands, he pulled it hard, causing one of the bells to ring, this bell in particular rings to let the clowns know they need to put on a show for the crowd.

With sad eyes you watched him get rotten food thrown at him, sand kicked into his eyes, his dreads pulled, and his body cut because his blood color shines bright against metal.

Tears welt up in your eyes watching your love be tortured like this. Yet another set of eyes were watching you, the evil eyes of the grandmaster as he took enjoyment in your suffering.

He raised his hand, as to slap the tray in your hands away, but then before he could send the signals from his brain to make his body move, the grand doors to the viewing box opened, and in came the messenger who worked there, same as you.

“What?” Grandmaster groaned, turning his attention away from you.

“A ship has landed in the docking bay, the Guardians are here, and they’re looking for an audience with you sir...”, the messenger replied, standing straight and tall.

“Guardians huh?”, he scoffed, taking the tray off your hands, and dumping it onto the floor, “Did they say what they’re here for?”

“They said they received a message”

When the last breath of his sentence was said, your hair as grasped, and your head yanked back. You were forced into a semi standing and falling position, you cried, as the pain from your knees erupted, mixing with the main emanating from your scalp, it all was too much to bare.

“You little-” The Grandmaster started, but he was cut off.

“Hello Grandmaster,” a forceful voice started, many footsteps could be heard entering the room, and you felt the cool touch of the floor hit your body, as you were released from his grasp.

You opened your eyes to see who stopped you potential death from transpiring. A woman, green of flesh a Zen-Whoberi, who stood very tall and sure of herself, accompanying here was a human man, red jacket, who looked a bit aloof, a small walking talking racoon, a Kylosian, who was standing behind an insectoid woman, and lastly with them Groot.

The woman started, “I am Gamora, and this is Quil, Rocket, Drax, Mantis, and Groot, we are responding to a distress signal we received from someone on this planet, from specifically within your arena walls.”

“Oh, I see,” Grandmaster replied, covering his voice with a thickness of sugar, “I can not think of anyone who is in danger here so it must be a mistake on someone’s part probably. Sorry for wasting your time but you really should be-:

“With all due respect your...grand masterness?,” Quill interrupted, “ The message was clear enough to let us know that they are here, and we’re not leaving without them both.”

“Both?” Grandmaster pondered, tilting his head in your direction,” I can’t think of anybody who would possible be together here, all my friends here are criminals you see”

“What about her?” Drax stated pointing directly in your direction, “We walked in and you were handling her like she was a plaything, on my planet she would be a plaything, she's small and easy to move.”

“Oh (y/n) here is one of my favorites, my little bird you see, I’ve had her only a couple months now but she’s like family, we just rough-house a bit you see”

If his lies were flames from hell, the room would melt from the heat of his lies. You wanted to cry, you wanted to run towards your heroes, but there you stay, knelt in the bowing position, obediently, like a dog.

The Grandmaster started rambling about how wonderful he is, and how he takes these horrible ‘criminals’, and allows them to fight for their freedom and then some. He gathered the main group to his viewing box window to show the rodeo clowns currently cleaning up their mess of rotten fruit, props, and cleaning the blood off of themselves.

Gamora was no fool, she grew up everyday thinking of every possible way someone would try to ruin her life, she knew a shattered soul when she saw one, while the main cast were listening to the lies of the Grandmaster, she pushed Mantis’s hand towards you. 

The woman with the large round black eyes came to you, you didn’t dare look her in the eyes. you felt her hand touch the skin on the back of your neck, causing you to yelp out in fear, contact couldn’t have been longer than a second.

The Grandmaster was a narcissist, caught up in talking about how perfect and how generous he was to the pets he kept, but he was of course interrupted by you, you were really becoming a thorn in his side, but he couldn’t bring himself to get rid of you with his own hands, of course too messy...

Turning his attention to Mantis who jumped back from you, she looked embarrassed to having been caught. Gamora gave her an aggravated glare.

The Grandmaster gave the cast a place to stay for the night, and as the large doors shut behind them the Grandmaster turned his attention back to you, grabbing your face and dragging you off your feet he began to yell into your face.

“What did you tell that girl!?”

“Nothing sir!” you cried

Throwing you to the ground, he began to calm himself, thinking ‘rationally’, he only heard you yelp, unknowing that Mantis can read minds by touch, he flicked his hair back and composed himself.

“Very well...you want to cause me problems little bird?” he smiled, that toothy white grin,” I’m gonna make you tomorrows show starter”

With that he clapped his hands and you were taken to a cell, in complete solitude, there was no way out, no windows, and a door that disappeared with magic. You began to cry into the metal floor, begging for some sort of miracle.

The Guardians were taken to their rooms, which were rather lavish, Quill began to sprawl out into the bed.

“Well thats that” he said, taking in the freshness of the blankets and pillows that were placed upon the bed, “No one to save here”

“Shut it” Gamora shouted, turning her attention to Mantis,” What did you get out of her?”

“Not much..” Mantis ponder, bringing her finger to her lips in a remembering type face, “She is trapped here with her husband, who was currently in the arena when we arrived, but I didn’t get a name nor his face. But there was something weird about her thoughts...”

“I got an image of the arena when we came” Rocket said, clicking his eye piece a hologram of the arena was shining across the center of the room,” We have 5 clowns total in this jumbled mess,  a large praying mantis like our own, yet less human more bug, then this Xandarian guy good looks , good muscle too, then we have the Kronan, rock guy not husband material, a Kree weird that he’s here, and oh!” he stopped

“Oh?” Quill asked, “What does ‘oh’ mean?”

“He actually managed to capture a yautja!’ Rocket exclaimed,

“What’s a Yaujta?” Quill asked, looking around as if this is uncommon knowledge but everyone returned their glances because they already knew. 

“A Yautja is a interstellar hunter, they hunt all across the universe for glory and honor!” Drax crackled, “ Seems the one here is probably nothing but an un-blooded outcast!”

“We’re wasting time,” Gamora shouted, creaking the door open looking around to see any guards were currently patrolling the halls, or any spies were trying to get an earful of their conversation, “Rocket I need you to find out where they keep these clowns, I believe our little appearance here has put (y/n) in danger of the grandmaster, so we have to act fast if we’re going to save them both.”

Rocket grumbled and took a plug out from the back of his eye piece and plugged it into a socket on the table that was being used to power the lamp. Downloading the date from deep within the computers that are hooked up to the same electrical grid.

“Bottom level, he’s got a few cells down there but this one is the biggest, he’s got one or two smaller ones, but they’re on the far side of the compound, probably for trouble makers..” Rocket informed, sliding his fingers across the small tablet he held that displayed the grid.

“It’s probably safe to assume that (y/n) is probably in one of those if he does keep his trouble makers in there” Mantis spoke, her antennae twirling.

“Right” Quill said, trying to take back his role of leader, “Let’s wait till night fall, we’ll climb in from the side entrance in the main arena, get this guy, his girl and be out of here by morning”

They all agreed in unison, taking their respective beds and resting before this mission tonight.

In the male cell deep in the bowels of the compound, he sat there, pushing his finger in the hole, waiting for your small delicate one to curl into his like it has every night since you came to this place. Yet it never came.

A deep hole began to drag through his chest, fearing the worse he groaned, much to the annoyance of some of his cellmates. Who all began to stand up to tell this dark figure in the corner to pipe down and not to be a baby and cry.

None of them expected a seven foot tall beast of muscle to call out a battle cry and began to fight a few into the night,

Within solitary you had cried yourself to sleep, your tears causing your eyes to crust, your small frame in the corner, and your (hair type) clung to your face like glue. Memories of happier times began to replay in your dreams

You sat upon a log outside your makeshift home, a cave with wood for a door, some pots and jugs for storage, racks with tools, and dried meats. Watching your mate tear apart wood with his hands for fire, his body stained with the blood of the beast he had slayed for nourishment for you and him. His mandibles clicking together as he worked on his chores for the day. You couldn’t help but smile at him. You had been together for 3 years now, you met on your home planet, even though your species and his rarely ever mix, the two of you hit it off when you had nursed him back to health when he was found on your home planet, wounded. Typically he wouldn’t go for someone like you, as he could be much older, unknowing of the age difference between you two, he wouldn’t want to stick around in a typical situation, but he found himself being  pulled back to you. Eventually he presented you with a skull of the strongest beast on your planet as a offering for your hand. He was willing to go against what was normal for him to be with you, you accepted.

Yet here you were, probably set to die tomorrow, the cold fear of death loomed over you, but the small burning ember of hope still burned within your chest.

#predator #predator x reader #guardians of the galaxy #yautja x reader #yautja

[dudefrommywesterns]

Title: To Tame a Lion

Word Count: 750

Ship: Mike/Pete Nelson

Description: For the safeshiptember day 1 prompt "first date/meeting." I've done a meeting.

With the limited profit Clyde Brent Circus had been making, it had been quite some time since anyone new had been hired. This is what struck Mike immediately about the curly-headed man and his goofy friend. Word around the other employees was that whichever was named Jerry had been hired as a lion tamer. Looking the two over as they received their blue jumpsuits, Mike could only figure it was the curly-headed one. He appeared at first glance to be stronger, braver, and less goofy than his friend.

The pair left to put on the jumpsuits, and when they returned they were assigned to clean by the elephants, a job Mike had often done. 

Mike approached the pair. “Hi! I’ve worked here for some time now and I can show you where the elephants are if you like.” 

On closer look, it seemed that the curly-headed one had brown eyes, very beautiful brown eyes. 

“You must be Jerry, right?” Mike asked. “The lion tamer?” 

He laughed. His eyes crinkled when he laughed, which somehow made them prettier. “Oh, no, he’s Jerry. I’m Pete.” 

Mike looked at Jerry. He had a goofy but friendly smile and did not seem to have a lion tamer’s disposition. “You’re the lion tamer?” 

Jerry nodded. “For now! I’m going to be a clown.” 

“We already have our clowns,” Mike said. “Puffo’s our main one.” 

“He’s a better clown,” Pete said confidently “He’ll show you.”

Mike shared Pete’s smile. “I’d like to see that. Anyway, the elephants are this way, if you’ll follow me.” 

All the way there, the trio picked up whatever litter they found and put into their bags. Eventually they came to the elephant tent. 

“This is one of the dirtiest areas, as you can imagine,” Mike said. 

Jerry crinkled up his nose. “Smells like elephant booty.” 

“You know that from personal experience?” Mike asked. 

That got a chuckle out of everybody. 

“Pete, why don’t you take up lion taming?” Jerry asked. 

“You kiddin’?” Pete asked, slightly incredulously. “Work with those cats? Not me!” 

Jerry made a disgruntled noise as he continued to pick up trash. 

“You got nothin’ to worry about. You got moxie. So what if they’re wild, who cares? Once you get in there, you’ll control ‘em. Even though they’re” — Pete leans in close to Jerry, cupping his mouth — “Killers and man-eaters.” 

Mike chuckled. 

“Hotchkiss!” their supervisor, Sam, yelled eventually. 

Both Pete and Jerry turned. 

Apparently Jerry was Jerry Hotchkiss since Sam approached him and demanded “Report to Colonel Schlitz.” 

“Colonel Schlitz?” Jerry asked. 

Colonel Schlitz was the circus’ current lion tamer, an old German man. 

“Oh, no! No!” Jerry said, beginning to panic. He dropped his things and took off in a sprint. 

“Hotchkiss!” Sam yelled. He bolted after him. 

“Crazy mixed-up kid,” Pete commented, while picking up more trash. 

“So, uh, Pete,” Mike said awkwardly. “Did you come all the way out here just to see your friend get eaten by lions? You don’t seem like the circus type.” 

“Well, I’m broke, I needed a job, and Jerry had an invite to work here at the circus,” Pete said. “Between you and me, I’m looking to move up.” 

Mike chuckled. “Move up? I’ve worked here for two years. Same spot.” 

He smiled. “I got my ways.” 

“Oh, if you think you’ll get over on Jill Brent, think again.” 

His eyes sparkled. “Get over on? I’m not gettin’ over on anybody. I think she’ll find I’m a great worker.” 

There was something almost suggestive in that statement but Mike couldn’t put their finger on how or why. 

“So, what did you do before you got here, Pete?” 

“I was in the army,” he said. “I was a corporal. Honorably discharged.” 

“Army man. That’s nice.” 

“What about you, huh? What’s a pretty girl doing picking up trash in a circus?” 

Mike scoffed. “Well, you’re wrong on two counts.”

“You’re picking up trash and this is a circus. So, are you debatin’ the pretty or the girl?” 

“Both,” Mike said. 

He smiled. “Well, what did you say your name was?” 

Mike internally cursed at themselves. “Oh, sorry, it’s Mike.” 

“Well, Mike, you can debate me on the girl but you can’t debate me on the pretty.” 

He gave them another charming grin then turned. As he walked away to pick up trash in another spot, Mike was frozen in a state of shock. They couldn't help but watch him as he went further and further into the distance.

Maybe he did have his ways…

#typewriter dings #just a short little thing #and yeah pete is just Like That in the beginning #p.n. #safeshipping #safeshiptember #self ship #self shipping community

[thenationaltreasuregazette]

Relationship Aftermath: Ben and Sadusky Edition

Ben and Patrick | Ben and Abigail | Ben and Riley | Abigail and Riley | Abigail and Patrick | Riley and Patrick

At last, the final entry in our relationship aftermath series!

And unlike the others that I promised would be short but were not, this one actually will be short. I hope.

We all know I can go on about how many ways I do not like Book of Secrets, but one thing I definitely do like is the implication that Ben and Agent Sadusky are kinda-sorta friends now.

Like. In National Treasure they had a certain respect for each other. Sadusky always took Ben seriously. When the other agents wanted to dismiss Ben as a kook both before and after the heist, Sadusky was immediately committed to discovering what makes Ben tick.

Likewise, Ben doesn’t seem to have any animosity towards Sadusky. The only thing Ben has against him is that Sadusky is standing between him and the treasure.

As we see in one of my favorite lines I know, they’re all my favorite lines Ben goes out of his way to tell Sadusky that his escape from FBI custody isn’t personal or malicious, it’s simply the only way Ben can do what he needs to do.

BEN Sadusky. I'm still not against you. But I found door number three. And I'm taking it.

Ben doesn’t have a problem with the FBI in general either although given how much he knows about US history he should?

During the denouement inside Trinity Church, Ben and Sadusky come to a mutual understanding. Both men, ultimately, want to protect the treasure and honor the Freemasons who went to such dramatic lengths to hide it. Now that the obstacle standing between them—a certain stolen Declaration—is recovered they can even work together to go arrest Ian. I mean Sadusky does not have to let Ben have his gotcha moment, but he does.

What I don't necessarily see coming based on this dynamic is any real continuing relationship after the treasure is found and whatever procedural aftermath there might be happens. They end the first film on good terms, but are not necessarily in a position to become major factors in each other's lives going forward, both by the nature of what they relationship is, and the fact that, the last few days not withstanding, they live in very different worlds.

This was a work enemies-to-work friends relationship. Sure, it makes sense that Sadusky would keep tabs on Ben in case he ever did anything dramatic again, but Sadusky is not going to be part of whatever museum tour is going on, and Ben is not going to be on the FBI's radar unless he commits another felony.

That works for me just fine. I'm more interested in how the core team's relationships all evolve after their ordeal on the treasure hunt, and I don't see Sadusky being more than an occasional guest star in the lives moving forward.

However.

HOWEVER.

In one of the deleted scenes from Book of Secrets Sadusky finds Ben on the roof of the Library of Congress making a treacherous walk across the glass ceiling in an attempt to escape.

Sidebar, as someone with interest and experience in arctic exploration Ben should absolutely know that the safest way to cross thin ice is by laying down, spreading out your weight. That's not sexy enough for hollywood though.

Sadusky comes out the door and says in a rather tired, warning toneL

SADUSKY Ben...

And Ben turns to face him and mimics Sadusky's tone to say

BEN Pete...

Pete?

PETE???

Since when did you two clowns get on a first name basis? A nickname basis?

Are you poker buddies now??

More than that?? 👀

This is unironically one of my favorite moments in Book of Secrets.

Yes, I realize it is incredibly ironic that the one thing I like is a deleted scene.

#national treasure #national treasure 2 #national treasure book of secrets #ben gates #peter sadusky

[desertfangs]

“His love for him isn’t based on the superficial but on the reality of who Armand is” EXACTLY. Daniel has been keeping it real from day 1 re:who/what Armand is and is still head over heels in love with him in spite of it (or more precisely, because of it). That’s why, your honor, they’re just meant to be. And I imagine Daniel continues clowning him at every opportunity to this day :’)

Yes, entirely. From the moment Daniel first sees him in Lestat's house, he knows what Armand is. He knows what Louis has told him about Armand, which frankly is pretty captivating on its own: that he's curious and ruthless and desires a companion who can show him the world.

I wonder how often in those 3 days he was in the cellar he replayed that part of the interview in his head, thinking over everything Louis said about Armand. Did it excite him? Probably. Terrify him? No doubt. I mean, he didn't know what Armand would do. For all he knew, he'd just die in the cellar. But I bet he also thought a lot about how when he'd listened to Louis talk, he wanted to shake him and make him see that he could have had all of the love and enchantment in the world with Armand if he'd let himself. That that kind of love was still possible. That they had eternity to sort it out!

And then as Daniel gets to know Armand--as they get to know each other--he starts to really see for himself who Armand is. What things fascinate him, what interests him, what things seem to make him melancholy and distant. The more they delve into long discussions, the more Daniel learns how his mind works, how he thinks. His curiosity and desire to be part of the world again are so much stronger than Daniel could ever have imagined. Armand is ruthless, sure, and eager, and demanding, but he's also intelligent and fascinating and funny.

He's beautiful, but in a strange and preternatural way. And even though he's a vicious killer, to Daniel he's also just a young man who wants to understand how things work and won't stop asking him inane questions with sincere interest. He makes Daniel see the world in ways he never imagined because he sees it through Armand's eyes, and Armand makes him really consider things that he never would have. They dive in life together and learn and experiment together. Sure, sometimes they hurt each other. They fumble and fight, but there's never any lack of love between them.

And Daniel has never been afraid to call a spade a spade. We see it in QotD, we see it in PL, we even get a brief little glimpse of it in B&G when he's half out of his mind. For all the love he has for Armand, he's not afraid draw a line or say exactly what he's thinking or how he sees things, which I think is great for Armand to have someone who just treats him like a person, complete with occasional exasperation and yet still affection. And I have no doubt he still does that to this day.

So yes, I agree, they're meant to be! They work so well together. They bring out the fun, playful side of each other. Daniel allows Armand to indulge in his more ridiculous impulses and curiosities. Armand allows Daniel to look at things differently and be himself, even if that means sometimes he's sarcastic or exasperated. They might bicker and argue, and they might even fight sometimes, but at the end of the day, they love each other for all that the other is, with no delusions. ✨ Soulmates ✨

#thank you so much for the ask anon!!! #we are clearly in agreement here #daniel molloy #armand #armand/daniel #daniel/armand #devil's minion #a/d #armand x daniel #vc meta #vc #vampire chronicles #answers in the desert

[gentlebeard]

hi lets show some love for our mutuals. tag your favorite mutuals and tell them why you love them

thank you, dear anon. time to spread lots of love:

@blakbonnet - what would i do without meow? she’s so smart & kind & funny & so fucking talented. writing, painting, making gifs, clowning - there’s nothing she can’t do. we have one and the same brain and often send each other almost identical messages at the same time. she’s my biggest fan and greatest supporter. team beard brought us together and now i never want to be without her!

@sherlockig - my soulmate, my sunshine, my rock. not only is she incredibly sweet and one of my best friends in the world, she’s also the backbone of the ofmd fandom. she graces our screens with fantastically edited screen caps of our beloved blorbos. we’d be lost if alexz didn’t put so much love and energy into picking the perfect frames! i’m so grateful for her presence in the fandom and in my life.

@saltpepperbeard - jodi. my wifey. my one true love. nothing brings me more joy than seeing her gifs or reading her insane tags on posts. they’re better and more entertaining than any newspaper or novel. every time she has an insanely brilliant (or angsty) thought, i wanna propose to her all over again. her writing makes my brain tingle in the best possible way. btw all of you are invited to our next wedding 🥰

@bizarrelittlemew - one day i saw one of ida’s gif sets and was like: hell yeah, i wanna see more of that. i came for the gifs but stayed for her love of rhys darby, her kindness, her writing, her amazing vibe, her creativity, and her lovely self.

@not-nervous-jester - jams is the hottest person on this hellsite. they’re just so effortlessly funny and amazing. their brain has the most wrinkles because they’re so fantastic and intelligent. i invite jams to make out with me regularly because i’m secretly (or not so secretly, i guess) obsessed with them. anyway, i’m smooching you and your brain, jams!

@skysofrey - kaitlin is the sweetest human ever. sunshine in a bottle. kindness personified. seeing her yellow hearts in the tags improves my mood instantly. she deserves to have a perfect day every single day.

@stedebonnets - another 10/10 human being. how anyone can be so sweet and supportive is almost unbelievable to me. ara will make you feel like the most special person on this planet with just a few words and sweet emojis. i bet ara’s hugs feel like coming home after being gone for years.

@dickfuckk - i once called josh the bts king because he’ll know or find anything that is just slightly adjacent to ofmd. his dedication to @ourflagmeansbts is insane to me. on top of that: nice & funny dude, hilarious videos, my dj archive ����

@rainbowcrowley - after just casually communicating over tags we have finally moved our relationship to the next stage (dms & laughing about shitty memes about politicians, apparently). addi will tell you they make “mediocre gifs” but that’s just a blatant lie. their gifs always look fantastic. a very sweet bean.

@darkinerry - marlena will come out of nowhere and throw spectacular taika gifs into your inbox or just make a straight up insane gif set of that man with clips they probably had to kill someone for. idk how else they do it or where they get them, it’s a mystery to me. excited puppy energy 24/7.

honorable mention goes to olivia aka @snake-snack-stede who is, hands down, the most hilarious person in the ofmd fandom. i’m looking forward to your s2 shenanigans as much as the episodes!!!

if i didn’t mention you, know i still love you. and you’re amazing. 💕

#i have so much more to say about each and every one of you but this is a novel already #asks #❤️

[newtonsheffield]

In honor of the new viscountess looking like a dream, can we get a show universe snippet please? I’m thinking Anthony wouldn’t let go of Kate’s belly long enough for her to get ready and they’re running late for court

Hmmmm just a little.

Let's clown and pretend there's gonna be a baby.

"Perhaps, Viscountess, I might be able to persuade you to stay abed a little longer."

Anthony's voice was still a little breathless in her ear, his arms wrapped around her waist from behind, nuzzling softly at her neck as the sweat cooled on their bodies, and still her heart beat in her chest just for him. Even a year after they met.

"You've occupied quite enough of my time already today." Kate sighed as dismissively as she could, ignoring her husband's groan of indignation as she sat up. "It's rather a big day today."

She heard Anthony sigh as she stood from the bed, snatching up her robe from the chair before she settled at the dressing table Anthony had had dragged in to the viscount's rooms rather than have her retire to her own chambers to dress as many men would have. Though she supposed of course, many men would have relegated her to her own chambers long before now.

"Rather a lot of fuss. I shall be glad of a short reprieve after this year, before Hyacinth debuts."

Kate let out a small chuckle as she caught sight of Anthony in the mirror, standing from the bed, unashamed of his nudity. "I had thought, Darling, that you had a reputation of being rather fond of parties."

Anthony grimaced as he made his way around to stand behind her, his muscles flexing and stretching in the sunshine peeking through the window as he rested his chin on the top of her head, his hand settling on the swell of her stomach that had just begun to appear. "Ah but that was before I was an old married man. I've no need to partake any longer."

Kate scoffed, though her fingers slid to his, intertwining "If Lady Whistledown is to be believed many old married men still partake."

"Men who did not have the fortitude to choose as wife as singularly excellent as I did." Anthony mused, letting his lips brush her cheek roughly. "Men such as myself who already find themself night after night with the love of the most beautiful woman alive need not pretend they would rather be anywhere but with her."

His words softened in her chest, quelling a little of the anxiety that had been steadily building since they'd begun preparations to remove from Aubrey Hall for the season, knowing hundreds of eyes would be fixed on her. On the Viscount's surprising wife.

"That was a very good try but I'm not returning to your bed, Anthony."

"It was worth a try." Anthony mumbled, pouting a little adorably as she rung for her maid.

"I shall need you to at least pretend to be enjoying yourself today, darling, people will be...watching Francesca's debut with interest and-"

"Is that what's bothering you?"

Of course Anthony knew. Of course he could sense it, two people who seemed almost too attuned to one another's feelings now that they'd let themselves acknowledge what lay between them. Kindred spirits. So of course he knew.

"I suppose I would... like it the ton thought I had made you a good wife." It sounded so stupid said allowed, so childish whispered in the space between them, Anthony's thumb smoothing over her cheekbone. "I was... an unconventional choice in their eyes and your mother is so respected I only want people to know I can do the same."

Anthony's eyes softened, moving to embrace her properly, his voice gentle in his ear. "The ton will realise in due course, my lady that it was rather lucky that you saw fit to take pity on me and make me your husband. My sisters are lucky to have your guidance, my mother and I spoke of it just last night and our daughter, will be lucky to have you as her mother."

Kate choked back the tears stinging at her eyes with a shaky sigh. "Are not all lords supposed to wish for a son?"

Anthony scoffed. "We've plenty of time for that. What I'd quite like is a tiny Kate to stamp her foot and bend me to her will."

"I've never stamped my foot."

"No? Well you should try it my love, I assure you it would work."

Anthony's lips brushed hers softly before he stood slipping into his own robe, "Now, if I'm to be the perfect husband today, I suppose I shall have to appear properly dressed."

Kate hummed gently, running her fingers through his hair. "Yes, Darling, But if you dress quickly I'll allow you back in to sit with me while I finish getting ready."

She could hardly keep back a laugh as Anthony strode towards the door, flinging it open, startling her maid, Clara who scurried past him before he roared out:

"Milton! Quickly man! If you've got me dressed in the next three minutes there'll be a pound in your wages!"

#bridgerton season 3 #kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

[kedsandtubesocks]

bless us with the joel miller + trick or treating idea please and thank you

YOU are a blessing for indulging in this one for me Eri I owe you my LIFE

Joel Miller + Trick or Treat

cw: pain and the apocalypse? they’re not allowed here! canon accurate timelines? No thanks! Just some good old Halloween Miller Family sweetness Joel deserves

Even in the middle of autumn, on the day many believe ghost bring a chill in the air, Austin still simmers with soft heat. As you walk across the street to your neighbor’s home, the clutter and collection of Halloween decorations on the front lawn warm your heart in the best way. The skeleton you walk by playfully laughs as if to give you a reassuring cheer.

Pumpkin lights hang all over the front door. And when Joel opens the door, the autumn tones bathe him so beautifully. Joel is the most gorgeous man you’ve ever seen. Now under the amber light he is almost ethereal, like a rugged angel dressed in a black shirt. It highlights his broad shoulders and toned arms that you can't believe how one man can be this handsome.

“Hey pumpkin. You ready for tonight?” he greets with the sweetest crooked smile you want to kiss so badly.

“You bet… Nice shirt.” You grin.

In bold white horror style font his shirt reads You Can’t Scare Me, I’m a Dad.

“Oh yeah,” Joel chuckles a bit bashfully as he rubs the back of his neck. “The girls picked it out for me.”

At just the mention of his daughters, one of them screams out to him.

“Duty calls.” He sighs. “Come on in.”

Following him in, the sound of the Monster Mash fills the house. When you and Joel reach the kitchen you’re greeted by the warmest welcome. Already in their costumes, Ellie and Sarah smile excitedly at your entrance.

“You both look so good!” You genuinely mean your compliment.

Sarah looks adorable dressed as witch. You knew how hard she had been working on the costume, wanting to personalize it with her own DIY touch. She proudly shows you her witch hat and how she added the shimmery spiderwebs and cool spiders.

Then Ellie bounces in beside her sister to proudly exclaim- “Look! Sarah even did my makeup!”

Ellie’s face did indeed have touches of makeup but it made her look like a classic zombie. Splotches of green and splatters of fake blood color her face along with her costume… which is an astronaut outfit.

“Uh Ellie? Wanna explain your costume?” You ask a bit confused.

“Oh here we go.” Joel sighs rolling his eyes as he starts opening candy bags.

“I’m an Astro-zombie!” Ellie declares like it’s the most obvious thing. “I’m an astronaut that went to the moon, saw some freaky shit, and came back wrong!”

“It doesn’t make any sense but we’re humoring her.” Sarah says deadpan with a teasing grin. Ellie cries in annoyance.

The sisters quickly bickering makes you snicker as fondness burst in your chest. You’re grateful, even honored, you get to enjoy these moments with the Miller family. You happily start to help Joel unload more of the bags and tease him if five bags of candy are enough.

“You joke but this is gonna be gone in a hour!” Joel playfully argues back. As if to prove him right Sarah sneakily grabs a handful of candy from behind Joel and scurries off.

“Case in point.” He dryly comments not even having to turn around.

The door to the living room squeaks open and the voice of Tommy floats in the air. He enters into the kitchen in his regular clothes while wearing a clown nose.

“You seriously can’t be wearing that.” Joel coughs through a laugh.

“Hell yeah I am! It’s my costume!” Tommy puffs his chest out proudly.

“It’s genius.” Ellie grins proud while Sarah rolls her eyes and you try not to giggle.

“Alright you lil’ ghouls, let’s head out.” Tommy pats the backs of his nieces. His words however confuse both you and Joel.

“Wait, head out? Where? I thought we were gonna stay here and pass out candy?” Joel asks.

“Uh…yeah…about that.” Sarah begins cautiously.

“We wanna go to the Halloween dance at the school!” Her sister eagerly and readily blurts out the truth.

“We already have everything planned out.” Tommy quickly swoops in with an eased patience. He explains the plan to take the girls, stay and chaperone, then bring them home.

“And y’all waited to spring this on me tonight?” Joel sighs a bit exasperated and now you want to shrink along the walls to escape. You’ve been in the Miller house many times when arguments have sparked. But now you wonder if you should leave.

“We’ll be fine dad.” Sarah promises. “You’ll get to stay here, rest, maybe passing out candy and just…chill.” She says with an eased shrug and sleepy grin.

“Please!” Ellie drags out the ‘e’ with an exaggerated high pitch tone that Tommy joins in on. You can’t help but press your lips tight not to laugh.

Joel sighs again and waves his hand fine. “Fine fine, y’all go. More candy for us then.”

You don’t miss the way he says ‘us,’ how he includes you, how he doesn’t want you to leave even if it might just be you and him. But now as the girls and Tommy head out to leave, you start thinking maybe this was their plan all along. Especially when Ellie and Sarah both hug you tight.

“Don’t let him scare you away, okay?” Sarah reassures.

“I heard that!” Joel yells as he eats through a candy piece.

In the Texan autumn air, you watch as the collective heart of the Miller family drives off while their sturdy patriarch stands by your side. Something close to longing clogs your throat. The taste is slightly bitter and you know why. It’s because you want to experience this every year. You want be apart of them as long as you can.

“Those little troublemakers think they’re so clever.” Joel snorts and it pulls you out of your thoughts. “Leavin’ us alone together.”

“Yeah,” you laugh wearily not knowing what else’s to say. Especially when his large warm calloused hand goes to softly rest against your back. It galanzives your heart, a true exhilarating type of fright. When you turn to Joel, he’s already staring at you with the softest molten eyes. Then your eye can’t help but flicker to his lips.

Under the pale evening sky, Joel leans down and kisses you sweet, hesitant, and tender like you might melt away from him. You even taste the hint of the candy he ate. It’s pure, wonderful, and you sigh leaning into him. Joel doesn’t hesitate to pull you tighter into his arms, kissing you firmer.

“Hey Mr. Miller!” A sudden voice screams.

“Are you gonna pass out trick or treat candy or just make-out in front of your garage all night?!” A kid yells out and the words almost make you scream as you scramble away from Joel. He doesn’t let you move too far and instead keeps an arm around you.

“Just for that, I ain’t giving you any Travis!” Joel yells back fierce and you now laugh leaning against him.

“Fuckin’ ungrateful little shits.” Joel growls under his breath as he kisses your head. All you can do is grin, embarrassed but still blissfully as you enjoy this wonderful treat.

#AHHHHHHHH ERI I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUU #this could be longer and maybe one day I’ll make it a full one shot bcs I love them so much #okay thank you thank you thank you again 😫 #Joel 🤎 #Eri’s tag 🐝✨ #ked’s spooky summer spectacular 👻 #asks and such things 💌 #long post

[razorblade180]

Streamer Au 4

Part 3 <-

Weiss is chillin in her chair with a coffee mug. She wears an oversized yellow shirt that goes to her knees and white fuzzy pj pants.

Weiss:Sup chat. Thanks for hanging out. It’s bound to get loud in here eventually.

Ruby enters call

Ruby:Yo yo yooooooooooooooooo!

Weiss:*sips coffee*….Someone clip that.

Ruby:Why what’s up?

Weiss:Nothing. Thanks for setting the tone of this experience.

Ruby:Whatcha playing?

Weiss:I was just chatting. Can’t sleep so I thought might as well stream.

Ruby:And now you’re drinking coffee.

Weiss:Leave me alone. If you’re here then maybe we can play something in the background.

Ruby:L-

Weiss:I’m never playing League.

Ruby:Chat, donate! Bribe the woman for me.

Weiss:Chat, I will take the money and not play League. Don’t clown yourself.

BRNZ donated 40$

Weiss:What did I just say!?

Ruby:Guilt her!!!

xxxxx

Weiss:*playing Mario kart*

“🔥🔥🔥We Burn🔥🔥🔥”

Ruby:I think you’ve been raided.

Weiss:Hmm? By wh-

Yang enters call

Yang:Yoooooooooooo~

Weiss:……Does this even count?

Yang:I’ve given you 200 people.

Weiss:Doing what?

Yang:I was fixing motorcycles.

Weiss:So you were covered in oil?

Yang:Not by choice, but yeah.

Weiss:Heathens, all of you.

Ruby:Yang, convince Weiss to play League.

Yang:Ruby is toxic. Don’t do it.

Ruby:LIES!!!!

Weiss:I’m sorry I called you a heathen Yang. Clearly it’s your sister.

Nora: “They’re both pretty bad honestly.”

Yang:What!? Don’t hide in chat. Say it with your chest!

Nora: “Can’t. Ren is sleeping.”

Yang:He sleeps through your snoring.

Nora: “WOW!”

Ruby:And your showing singing.

Weiss:*pauses*

Nora has enter the call

Nora:Why the fuck am I getting jumped!? I said one thing!

Weiss:Yeah they really went for your throat. Well you might as well stay and make my life easier.

Nora:Damn, am I just content to you?

Weiss:*smiles* I love you Nora.

Coco: “This is how Weiss got a boyfriend”

Weiss:Hey!

Ruby:Hahaha! You just looked at him, shrugged, then said “I mean might as well make my life easier.”

Weiss:Untrue! Also he asked me out, for your information!

Nora:Not what I heard.

Weiss:*red* Hush.

Nora:Hehe, where’s the fourth rascal in the group?

Yang:Sun and Blake are hosting their own video game fighting tournament. So you know, they’re being bullies.

Nora:That was tonight? We should’ve joined in!

Weiss:I am never playing Sun ever again.

Yang:That sounds like salt.

Weiss:Oh it is!

Nora:We should all play a game together.

Weiss:Sigh…fine.

Ruby:Can’t Blake and Sun still be in the call?

Yang:Yeah I’m texting her. I said “stop being lazy and make this party bigger.”

Blake: “That sounds like rebalancing audio and a hundred other things.”

Yang:She’s whining about not being tech savvy.

Penny: “I’ll walk you through it. ❤️”

Blake:“……Fine.”

Ruby:Whoop whoop!

xxxxx

About half an hour passes by before Sun and Blake pop into the call; pulling up a monitor too. They weren’t expecting to walk into intense For Honor battles.

Blake:What are we witnessing?

Weiss:Sun, join in and murder Nora!

Sun:Tournament.

Weiss:Ah… how’s that going?

Blake:Almost ended the relationship when he chose Ken.

Yang:Oh he showed no mercy, as he should.

Sun:It’s a tournament. You pick your main, or you lose. I am currently waiting for Jaune to beat Flynt.

Weiss:I didn’t even know he was awake. Wait, he’s winning?

Sun:I made him join because Neptune fell asleep and I didn’t to redo brackets. Our battle should be legendary.

Blake:I hope your controller dies.

Ruby:Ha!

Blake:The worst part is he said the same stupid joke he told Weiss before getting a perfect on her.

Sun:My highest viewed clip to date.

Weiss:I hate you.

Sun:You’re mad because I’m right. The existence of Gender Neutral implies Gender Frame-Advantage.

Weiss:Gods I need you to lose!

Yang:Hahahahaha! Please put that on a shirt!

Flynt: “I lost. 💀”

Sun:Aight, bye guys. Concentration time! *leaves call*

Nora:Who does Jaune main?

Blake:I didn’t even know he owned Street Fighter IV until tonight. He immediately went to Sakura and I physically got scared.

Ruby:It’s never good when they don’t have to think about the character selection.

Blake:It felt like I was watching someone meet an old friend.

Yang:Motherfucker pulled out old reliable and y’all didn’t know until it was too late.

Ren:I’ll go watch that.

Blake:Oh you’re awake!?

Ren:Unfortunately.

Nora:I said I was sorry! They had no honor and jumped me. How could I not yell.

Ruby:Fuck honor, only hands.

Weiss:Now and forever.

Neon:Toxic leader corrupts partner. No honor found on battlefield.

Yang:You are the absolute last to say that!

Weiss: Well hopefully he puts Sun in his place soon.

xxxxxxx

Jaune enters the call

…..

Ruby:…Uhhh Jaune?

Jaune:Fuck Sun’s Ken.

Everyone:Noooooo!

Sun enters call

Sun:Let’s fucking gooooooooo! Good game. Good game.

Jaune:I’m not even mad but it’s like…come the fuck on man. You literally played like you fight, highs and lows. He mixed me nonstop.

Sun:Your counters were great through.

Velvet: “You guys missed two fighters basically read each other like playbooks for five minutes.”

Ren:Yeah it was pretty great.

Sun:Big fan of Ren showing up after being woken up by a stream, then choosing to go to another stream. I basically swapped ninja co-hosts.

Blake:Can’t believe you’d cheat on me.

Sun:Is it cheating if you left me for your friends?

Blake:Your heart was clearing with Ken and not me.

Jaune:I think you’re right Blake. He’s clearly spent hours with him behind your back.

Sun:Even when I win I lose.

Ren: Ice Cream and Scream donates 100$ and says “Who’s Jaune and why does he sound handsome as hell?”

Weiss:!?!?!?

Jaune:Hehe uhhh hi.

Nora:That’s how you know it’s 2am. We’re throwing money to flirt over voices.

Ruby:Jaune is a friend and classmate. He’s a mod in most streams that sorta ghosts.

Sun:Expect when you drag him into a tournament.

Weiss:It’s pretty bold to assume attractiveness just because of a voice. He could look like a zombie for all you know.

Jaune:Or a Ken main.

Ren:You and Sun can both dress like Ken!

Jaune:Shhh they didn’t know that.

xxxxx

After several games, the crew goes back to just chatting and being dumb together.

Ren:League is a trap. Stay away.

Ruby:You’re suppose to be on my side.

Ren:I can’t do that to our friends Ruby. It’s just not right.

Blake:Hey I never asked earlier but what’s the donation goal for?

Weiss:I mean the money just goes to survival but the reward is my chat gets to pick the next game I play. It’s the only way I play games I wouldn’t otherwise play.

Yang:Make her play the next Resident Evil.

Weiss:No horror. I will actually cry. RE2 stressed me out. The genre is JRPGS.

Flynt: “It’s still crazy you have bills”

Weiss:It’s very nice how many people don’t believe I can’t use company money. I wish it was true, but I am broke.

Ruby:She’s one of us chat.

Nora:I’m sure someone would pay to see feet.

Nora has been timed out for three minutes

Nora:I am in the call!

Weiss:I know. Consider that a bullet in the air.

Nora:Listen, all I’m saying if someone is down bad enough…

Weiss:Never!

Yang:Simps will simp. I literally was fixing a bike and some people were acting up.

Blake:You were in a tank top.

Yang:We’ll I’m not gonna wear a good shirt!

Jaune:I’m surprised you don’t have channel points for song requests.

“I’d totally pay for that!”

Weiss:Hmm, is that really worth anything?

Penny:You are a singer.

Weiss:Exactly, just look up a song of mine for free. You can do that right now.

Nora:But those aren’t requests!

Weiss:Knowing my chat, they’d make me sing things I’d despise.

Yang: 🎶My neck, my back…

Weiss:No! None of that!

Velvet: “It would be nice hearing you sing.”

Jaune:Yeah it can be like a little karaoke night.

Weiss:..I’ll think about it.

Coco: “I’ll give you 20$ right now if you grace us with a couple lyrics of your choice.”

Weiss:It is 2am.

Yang:Your voice is warmed up. Sip some water and pay a bill!

Weiss:You’re not my mother. *sips water* I’ll do it at the end of the stream.

Ruby:Ice Cream with another 50$ “Does Jaune stream?” You have a fan.

Jaune:I do not stream.

Nora:He should!

Blake:I think you might actually like it.

Jaune:I don’t know. I’m not really that interesting.

Ruby:Shut your face! You’re awesome.

Yang:Picture it like this, there’s no way some of our followers won’t follow you. It’s impossible for you to fail. Weiss is doing it.

Weiss:Hey!

Penny:It’s true. I helped build her set up so I can recommend what to buy for optimal experience!

Weiss:I don’t like this slander.

Coco: “I’d mod for you.”

Ruby:Jaune, do you know how fast anyone of us would block haters for you? You’d be in good hands.

Jaune:Everyone has their own niche though. Not really sure what I would want to do regularly.

Yang:I didn’t start knowing I’d be customizing motorcycles. It just had to be done one day and people asked to see. Now I get paying me to tinker with theirs and showing off my hobby.

Nora:That’s not the only thing you’re showing off…

Yang:I am dressed appropriately! Watch any VOD!

“Grease monkey Jaune, when?”

Weiss:….

Jaune:I don’t do mechanics.

Blake:Chat, you don’t know what he even looks like!

Velvet: “I do and I approve.”

Coco enters the chat.

Coco:Jaune, sweetie, my beautiful baby boy. Take the leap. Co-hosting is fun and you’d be surprised how many people will like you.

Nora:You know…he could be a great help for all the games Weiss struggles with.

Weiss:What!?

Nora:Face it, you need a guide most of the time when you’re playing story stuff. It’s much easier with this guy. He’s played or watched basically every game you’re forced to play. Wouldn’t it be fun?

Weiss:I mean…I wouldn’t hate it. But only if he’s okay with that!

Jaune:Well…nothing ventured, nothing gained I guess. I’ll put some thought into it.

Everyone:Finally!!!

Jaune:*looks at chat*

“Is Jaune the boyfriend!?”

Jaune:Hey Weiss, you’re boyfriend won’t mind right?”

Weiss:Huh? *sees chat* Oh, nah he’s chill.

Neon: “Is this boyfriend even real?”

Yang:Is your hair color?

Neon: “YES!”

Yang:Pfft, then there’s your answer.

Weiss:Alright guys, it’s nearly three in the morning and I’m getting a bit tired. How many people are still here anyways?

Ren: 400. We got some night owls.

Coco:Don’t try and pull a fast one. I do believe I’m promised a song? Just a few pretty notes from our favorite singer.

Weiss:*red* Yeah yeah… *closes eyes*

🎶Like a river flows

Surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Some things are meant to be

Take my hand

Take my whole life too

For I can't help falling in love with you🎶

Everyone: *clapping*

Coco:I am satisfied.

Weiss:Keep your money. You’ve done more than enough. Goodnight everyone. Thanks for dropping by.

A flood of goodnight messages came in as Weiss waved goodbye, signing off. She rested her head in her arms as her friends also disconnected. Weiss exited out of everything except for her video call window, choosing to start a new one. It took half a ring before her messy hair blonde popped into view.

Weiss:Hi~ did you have fun?

Jaune:Hehe, hi. Yeah, I did.

Weiss:Don’t feel pressured to join in on streaming or show up to mine okay? Only do it if you want to.

Jaune:I mean…I’d love to spend more time with you. Plus Nora is right. You do need a little help.

Weiss:*blushing* So…I can expect to spend a night with you playing nonsense and laughing?

Jaune:Sign me up.

Weiss:Cool. Can’t wait. Goodnight Jaune.

Jaune:Night, love you. Sweet dreams

Weiss:I love you too.

She didn’t want to end the call but did. Weiss wasn’t expecting all this from a relentless night. Though how could she complain? Those cups of coffee served her well.

Ruby open the door to Weiss’s apartment, just to make sure everything was okay. She was happy to find her partner fast asleep, her mouse still over Jaune’s icon. Ruby smiled, approaching the computer and turning it off, then draping a blanket onto the light sleeper

#streamer au #rwby #rwby au #ruby rose #jaune arc #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #coco adel #blake belladonna #lie ren #sun wokung #renora #rwby whiteknight #nora valkyrie #penny polendina

[softredrobin]

Finishing up the D.A.M.N. Storyline, we have the fandom’s son, and my lil buttercup, Caelum.

A note that I interpret FL and Caelum’s relationship as strictly platonic/familial, and I do not want to see any tags/replies/etc. indicating otherwise. If I see anyone disrespecting the work I put into this art by clowning when I’ve stated this I will be blocking that person. I know I’ve done only romantic partnerships with these sets in the past but Caelum and Freelancer’s relationship is important to me and I don’t want recent discourse to affect my ability to post this set for them. Anyway, don’t be acting a fool on my art >:(

With that out of the way, these quotes are from Bakadere Empathy Daemon Asks You For Help and Bakadere Empathy Daemon Comes to You With a Plan. I cried big anime tears while picking quotes when the reverse comfort video came on. Also, that quote is looong (and technically two quotes, hehe) hence the thinner lines.

Y’all know what’s below the cut.

These four flowers:

Daisy: innocence, loyal love, purity, faith, cheer, simplicity

Alstroemeria: devotion, friendship

Zinnia: thinking of you, friendship, endurance, goodness, lasting affection

Forget-me-not: remember me always, true love

Do I love forget-me-nots? Yes. Did I save them specifically for Caelum? Also yes. Not only do we know that Caelum is scared of being forgotten, but Caelum remembers his friends, even when they forget him. Not to mention, true love? Listen up, folks, this usually comes up in discussions about soulmate au in fandoms, but true love is not inherently romantic. Caelum is Freelancer’s little brother and they are just so so wonderful together. Is it true that technically one day the Chorus will revoke FL’s ability to see Caelum? Yes. Erik has said we won’t see this happen and quite frankly I’ve decided that I will substitute the reality where it will happen eventually with my own where that is not even a possibility :-) They’re Siblings Your Honor™

Anywho I think the other flowers really speak for themselves (a note that I did not include buttercups because yes they are small and cute and a perfect endearment which I use for Caelum, but they technically mean riches which… not the vibe).

Moving on, here are some honorable mention quotes:

“You’re important, and you matter, and I don’t ever want you to think that you aren’t worth everything.”

“Thank you. […] For being my friend. And for spending time with me. You make me really happy.”

“You’ve got all these people who love and care about you, who you love and care about, […] and things are just a lot better finally. That makes me so happy.”

“You still give the best hugs ever.”

“You’re soft. And your hugs are the best.”

Caelum got a cloud pattern because a) soft and fluffy like sheep, which reminds me of his horns, and b) besides being a constellation, Caelum is a Latin word meaning the sky and heaven. Besides that, I don’t know if anyone would notice this, but I added extra curls to the lettering of safe and loved, also to be reminiscent of his horns.🐑

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go listen to his baking video again and smile so hard my cheeks hurt when he finds out how awful vanilla extract tastes. <333

#redacted asmr #redacted caelum #redacted freelancer #rens redacted hand series #do i still have an art tag? #caelum my buttercup #ren rambles

[ipromiseimawriter]

From your WIP list, I'd love to hear more about destiel theatre bitches AU, it sounds so fun!

:')))) firstly, thank you again for tagging me; and second, oh bOY here we go (it's an honor tyty)

so I've got less for this rn but I feel like I'm always kinda chipping at it lately. it's insanely self-indulgent (i did my degrees in theatre and simply think the inner dynamics of a theatre program are so funny), and i could not help but immediately latch onto the idea of Dean as a tech theatre professor who heads the scene shop (aka where they build sets and do all that jazz) (a job that in this AU, Bobby used to do, before taking a step back and (almost) retiring). (he probably also loves to act a lil <3)

figuring out where Castiel went was a little trickier, but then it occurred to me to try him on as like -- a directing (and likely also theatre history?) professor. someone who's downright good at taking charge of a situation, knows and cares about the Lore, and he absolutely would have the most batshit taste in plays. time to get these crazy Kansas kids to do some absurdism. he's new to the department (a recommendation from dear friend Meg, an acting professor) and is gonna be a shitstarter <333

from my immensely unhelpful notes doc:

The premise is just gonna be like - a really fucking chaotic school year. I just love mess. Dean and Cas are gonna get put in charge of shit together and it’s gonna be a mess, they’re gonna be best friends and fall in love and be SO STUPID ABOUT IT. agonizing. clown town usa.

in a more concise way: i imagined that they get paired up to work on their first production of the season together and it's just. a madhouse. naturally bc they're them, they end up getting on like a house on fire while also playing in the space of we both kinda need to have control that's p familiar to their dynamic. lots of push and pull. shenanigans, even. best friends but Watch Out. teacher4teacher AU with sexual tension to the nth degree.

so many of the supporting characters get to round out the faculty and staff (Charlie in particular here is a favorite, as one of Dean's tech theatre compatriots) (along with Sam who starts on the outside but is a fervent supporter), and even the students. Jack, Claire, and Kevin, among a few others are definitely witnesses to this chaos. yes they are taking bets on it

also Chuck is the dean (lol) of their little corner of school, and his whole secret life as Carver Edlund will definitely have a role to play in this somewhere that I am trying to finalize.

also writing this out really helped encourage the process, thank you ahhhhhh <3

#zahnie #ask #supernatural #destiel theatre AU #elliot rambles

[unsleepingtales]

Mall Madness! Holy fucking shit that was absolute madness. This episode started off pretty comprehensible and then became Not That.

The set looks so good!!

There’s no after bit. Ominous.

Look at their haaaaats

Cloaca mini is iconic

Cassandra mini Cassandra mini Cassandra miniiiii

THACO BELL

All the store names are incredible. Thank you for the battle set tour.

Oh my god this got intense quickly

Horrifying! I am so uncomfortable :)

Hold MONSTER??

What does that mean though Brennan. No spoilers but what does that mean.

Ooh editing!

This is heartbreaking actually

It’s not zeitgeist this is just a Beardsley Bit.

(It’s my favorite Beardsley Bit)

BRENNAN.

The other shoe has not yet dropped?? Bro??

Oh does time act all weird in the synod

Kinetic Jaunt <3

What are you Doing

Oh my GOD Lou

👀 you wanna jump on a table.

‘Does she need scratchies?’ ‘Ooh, you don’t got cats.’ (As a cat owner I felt this in my very soul)

I love arcane trickster mechanics so much

Is he FLOSSING

The amount of just. Pained groans. Coming out of the players this episode.

Why are they attacking them???

So mature I love them

Banged out that first level spell 😏

That’s fucking gross.

That’s horrifying!

You thought he was just doing it for shits and giggles

Allyyyyy

The dome art is great. Love bloodbath and beyond behind Brennan

I love that they’re trying to protect Cassandra

Silvery barbs baby!

(I love silvery barbs I used it a few sessions ago to stop someone ripping off our barbarian’s arm and I hadn’t told the dm that I took it in our last level up so the look on his face was delightful)

“This ancient mall” as if this is not an incredibly new development

Emily what are you about to do

Conor Counterspell <3

WHY

Awww

I need Cassandra to be okay. Please.

Fig loves an intern

This is so bad

ZERO INITIATIVE???

Oh my FUCKING god that post was righttt

Gorgug Thistlespring you genius I love you <3

Ooh the red energy is moving on the dome background love that

Gorgug!!!

Kristen. Kristen.

Also Ally I get where you’re coming from I really do but you’re level ten. There are so many opportunities to raise your dex between levels one and ten. This is a bit. I LOVE AND RESPECT THE BIT.

NAT FUCKING TWENTY THATS BEARDSLEY BLESSED MOTHERFUCKER

Minus three to dex, also in real life

Ooooh okay okay

We honor nat 20s on this show!!!

The character ability is I Read The Handbook

Are they what now

Oop

Forty one damage each?!

Goddamn

Hello??

What????

Brennan fully broke Emily with that. This is like Murph with the yorbies.

YEAH I JUST SAID THAT!!

What the FUCK Brennan

WHAT

What the fuck 😭😭

This is insanity

Girly said I think I need to go to the hospital 😭

Body or mind!!!

I’m losing my shit oh my god

The pride armor?? That Gilear took?

Oh nooooo

You did that sheet babe

Love the little field notes notebook <3

She’s so buff and still has no idea how to attack

Ok so these things are sentient

This is sick as fuck. Siobhan you’re the coolest person ever.

Look at Zac’s dice bag! It says Gorgug Thistlespring on it!

Rip Conor counterspell you were a real one

Oh god oh fuck

Oh nooo

Like she’s about to pounce!!

Zac and Siobhan are cat owners they know

Aaaaaaaaaaa

Oh my god

Horrifying. Horrifying!!

I love Fabian sooooo much

WHAT

Oh noooooooooo

Oh SHIT

We’ve had the box of doom out so many times this session

They’re already down why do you need to attack them????

NOT BEARDSLEY SINGING THE CLOWN MUSIC

Bardic Shrimpspiration 🥲

Oh my god that is so many dice

Clap if you believe in fairies

Yeah the statistics on that weren’t great.

Brennan said skanking in the most pensive voice

“I’m done talking to you” gorgug is excellent

Oof. That right there is what we call an oof.

(Listen the drawback to dating people with good music taste is sometimes you want to still listen to their playlists after you break up. It’s fine.)

I love it when gorgug tries to reason with unreasonable people

How many different Cassandra minis??

Anger is so powerful and it can be so destructive or helpful depending on so many awful factors aaaaaa

Beardsley has gotten good at d&d it’s incredible

I love this show so much

Oh my GOD

Now is the time for a Beardsley roll

FUCK

FUCKKKKK

Girlieeeeeeeeeeeee

Oh my god

The hands and the face that Ally does-

Big money no gilears big money no gilears

Oh my GOD

Babe he has given you so many rolls this is just fucking cursed

The cat brothers meme with Conor and Colin Counterspell

NINTH LEVEL CIRCLE OF DEATH

I am so stressed

What? For what? You did this for what???

WHAT???

Gross???

Are they gonna fucking. Redo this battle. And throw the party.

Hey hi hello what the fuck

Oh my GOD FUCK OFF FUCK ALL THE WAY OFF

I will break you in a way that none who loved you will recognize the ruin I have wrought. Brennan. Brennan stop.

Did Adaine lose her job :(

Has YES! been haunting Cassandra??

Where did Emily get a blanket from

Jesus.

Ohhh it was derisive

What an insane thing. We’re so back. And also what the actual fuck.

The slow zoom on Ally 😭

Fig and the Hangman <3

Murph is so committed to the goblin hisses <3

It wasn’t weird that I did that!!

The thousand yard stare

GSA STRONG

Does the hangman have a radio

I’m sobbing what the fuck is happening

NAT FUCKING TWENTY

Where was that when they were trying to save the god

Through fucking gritted teeth ‘I love my friends. I love my friends.’

What the fuck is going on

‘Religious awe’ wild way to put that Brennan

What the FUCK man

He’s too buttery!

Sooooo much property damage

Kristen is so goddamn traumatized and everyone is having a weird time.

So next week looks fun. I have no idea what thoughts are in my head right now. Gonna need to rewatch that tomorrow and see if I can pull some coherence from it. Most of it seemed to make some kind of sense at the time.

#reactions #verbal component #fantasy high junior year

[demonichikikomori]

Hello! ♡

THE WAY I SCREAMED!! I WAS NOT EXPECTING YOU TO SHOW ME WIPS!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I AM SO HONORED!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHOWING THEM!! ♡♡♡

OMG A KUKO X READER!? AND EVEN A HITOYA X READER!? I AM SO EXCITED YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!! JUST THE FACT THAT YOU'RE EVEN WRITING A HITOYA X READER MAKES MY DAY! MAKES MY MONTH!! I'M JUST SO HAPPY TO SEE HITOYA GET SOME LOVE, AND BY SUCH A TALENTED WRITER TOO!!!

They both sound amazing so far, and the orange peeling one sounds so cute? I've never actually heard of it before so I'm excited to read it!

I'll have to write something with the Buster Bros!! now as thanks, (it might be short though!) perhaps a cute Ichiro x Reader established relationship Valentine's day story? Like what'd he do for you for Valetine's day (and how his brothers will help him with his anime/manga inspired ideas lol)

But yes! I have heard Naniwa Paradise Sake! It's honestly such a good song and is actually my favorite from Dotsuitare Hompo! DH has alot of songs I really like, but I might be bias since they were the reason I got into Hypmic lol I was originally a big fan of them (with Rosho being my favorite! ♡ ) but then I saw BAT and heard one of their songs (and saw Hitoya) and it was game over for me lol

I'm sorry about what happened with your original account though, I can understand how painful that can be! :C

And I loved the pairings they chose for the Utapri Sanrio collab! Natsuki and Wish me Mell was SO CUTE and that was also a banner I considered! Speaking of Sanrio collabs, did you see the merch from the one they had with Hypmic? I wonder if they'll ever have cards in ARB for it!

Thank you again for the WIPs! It absolutely made my day!

Thank you! ♡

AGHHHHHH IM GLAD YOU LIKE THEM!!! I love sharing my wips it makes me feel more motivated to finish the works. Especially when it’s characters I’m into… Hot sexy Kuko and Hitoya… Stan Bad Ass Temple. Show them your ass!!!! AND PLEASE AUGHH YOURE VERY SWEET CALLING ME TALENTED!! I’ve been writing for a super long time as a hobby and I want to keep writing so I get better and better. I write for those who love fictional characters, I want to make the stories they wish to see subconsciously!!!!!! I DO IT BECAUSE I LOVE THE COMMUNITY OF THOSE WHO ENJOY X READERS!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 Oh!! The Orange peel trend is on TikTok!! So basically you can do it with anything but the most popular is an orange! Okay, I’ll make you an example:

You hold out an orange to Kuko, gently requesting him to peel it for you. “Huh? Why do you need me to peel it?” He’s confused by the request and you express to him it’s difficult because of your nails or you don’t like how the rind leaves the citrus scent on your finger tips. He stares at you for a moment before carefully taking your orange and pulling at the outer shell. Kuko was silent as he worked, but he didn’t look bothered by preforming the request. After all, it’s just peeling an orange. With the rind removed, he carefully returned your orange to you. There are parts where juice came leaking through the thin mesh skin due to his roughness, but you could tell he put in his effort to peel it. All because you asked him to.

Or something like that. I think Kuko would want to comment about how you should peel your own orange but he also can’t say no to you heheh. If Jyushi asked him… He’d swat him in the head with a rolled up magazine.

OH MY GOD ROMANTIC ICHIRO VALENTINES AUGHHH HE WANTS ME SO BAD HIM AND HIS DEEP VOICE AND SILLY OUTFITS AGHH!!!! He makes me feel so romantical and I dream of him rapping and I get to watch and cheer him on. Shit I’ll be a background dancer. Omg Rosho bby grl he is honestly a malewife to me. A lowkey foul mouthed malewife. I also kinda like the detail of him refusing to use his accent unless he’s drunk/or pissed cause you can hear it in certain dialogue he has with Sasara which makes me laugh. DH is a very good group and they’re all a bunch of FOOLS!!! CLOWNS!! Sasara got together the nuttiest people he could and decided ‘hey guys let’s rap against these fuckasses from Tokyo!’ icon. Truly.

I was sad for a while but thankfully I wasn’t super far in the game. I did miss Sasara’a birthday… Which I’m not gonna pretend his outfit was acceptable. His friends are fake as hell for letting him walk out of his apartment dressed in HIGHWATERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JUST PUT THE ORANGE SUIT BACK ON DUDE. AND YES I DID SEE THE HYPMIC AND SANRIO COLLAB AAHHHHH!! Omg seeing Ichiro and Hello Kitty was so amazing because Hello Kitty is my second fave my first is Badtz Maru!! I hope we get Sanrio cards and I hope we get an event!!

Rosho teaching Patapatapeppy to spit would be super funny haha.

#ask the devil #⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧sugarcookiesheep

[cornytheclown]

Part 3/3 of the Garon Boys Analysis!

Finally, last and certainly not least, we have our funny Nohrian jester, Zola. Absolutely love this dude more than I thought I would.

Okay that’s a partial lie. I love clowns, this was an inevitable fate.

But like, I played Birthright in high school and for whatever reason, he never picked up on my radar. Wasn’t until maybe a few years ago when I replayed Fates that I just fell in love with him. And ever since that time, I’ve been absolutely fixated on this goblin.

Won’t lie though, this took longer then I thought. Guess I just had too many thoughts about the lil guy!

Zola

Right off the bat, even though I group him in with Iago and Hans, he’s definitely not on their level. In more ways then one.

For one, rank wise, he’s more than your average mage. Pretty sure he’s like a general of sorts. But Iago and Hans (for some reason idk), they’re way above him. He reports to Iago on things, that’s his manager at Walmart.

Also I think out of the three of them, Zola is probably the nicest? Which isn’t saying a lot, it’s like being the tallest dwarf out of the seven dwarves.

I feel like he wouldn’t just kill someone for no reason. Which is already high marks compared to the other two, and that’s just sad. The bar is so low that not killing innocents just because you feel like it makes you a saint.

It’s a little more tricky to describe him compared to the other two, because unlike them, he differs slightly depending on the path you take.

In all of the routes, he uses his shapeshifting illusion magic in order to pose as the Duke of Izumo. This is to cause conflict between them and Hoshido, giving the latter another enemy to deal with in the war.

In Conquest, he’s a bad guy. The gang get to Izumo and it seems normal. Izana is there inviting all of the nobility to a dinner, both Hoshido and Nohr’s siblings and Corrin and their crew. But Xander learns quickly that he’s actually Not the Duke. And that he’s going to assassinate the Hoshidan nobles to end the war. Seeing this as dishonorable (which…there’s not really an honorable way to end a war but go off king) and the fact that this would break Izumo’s neutrality act (a much more pressing matter), the gang gotta stop him.

In Revelations, Gunter finds him out pretty quickly, having probably dealt with him before. And he quickly turns the village in Izumo to ice as he hides away in the back. And when he’s finally cornered, he stoops even lower and takes Sakura as a hostage!

He has a clear distrust towards the Hoshidans, and especially towards the nobility. Which makes sense, they’re at war with his home country. And given the opportunity, he would want to kill them just to end the war quickly.

Which, on paper, and from his perspective, it sounds noble. The lives of the many outweighs the lives of the few. Ending a war without bloodshed at all would be nice, but that’s not realistic. It’s better that as few lives are taken as possible in order to end a war faster.

HOWEVER! There is the circumstance to consider - which is that, he is in disguise of the Duke of Izumo while doing this, and he’s on Izumo’s soil. If the Hoshidan nobility die, you know how Fucked Izumo is gonna be? Hoshido is gonna be out for their blood, blaming them for their death and it’s gonna insight bloody war between those two.

Either Zola is too blinded by his ambition for glory or he straight up does not give a fuck what happens to either side (given that Nohr is no longer involved). I wanna say it’s a mix of both.

Birthright…is actually a little different. Unlike in Conquest where Leo executes Zola, Corrin is able to convince him to spare the little mage’s life. He’s taken in as a hostage rather then executed right then and there, but there’s very little mercy involved anyways from everyone else. Just about everyone distrusts him and Hinoka and Takumi are eager enough to kill him if he steps out of line.

This period of time between his abduction and his death in Birthright shows quite a bit more to his character then just being a baddie. He’s very grateful to Corrin for sparing his life and while he doesn’t do a lot initially, he ends up risking his life to protect Takumi from an attack - a surprisingly noble gesture from this jester. And he even helps Azura disguise herself as the songstress Layla for their plan…until he terminated the spell after the performance and reveals the gang to Garon.

Of course, it’s revealed that he had been deceiving them all along when they get to the Opera House. He was trying to gain their trust in order to lure them to where Garon is after they captured him.

But what’s interesting about this is that, he still begs for Corrin’s life to be spared. He has so much gratitude for sparing his life, vouching for him the entire time in the group. He genuinely believes that Corrin is being brainwashed or manipulated by the Hoshidans, and he begs for Garon to spare Corrin as they had spared him. It’s honestly surprisingly touching for a crooked fellow like him.

He’s a truly cowardly sort who bows to the orders of those above him or whoever has power over him. Like he’s capable enough to lead on his own, but I don’t think he would do well without an already coordinated plan or someone else taking the reigns.

Not to mention that he’s willing to flee at any chance when he’s cornered or pitifully cower for his life. Or worse yet, even threaten someone else’s life just to spare his own, like what he did with Sakura. He has no shame or morals with it, as long as he can live another day.

Something about him that I find kind of charming is that he seems like a playful guy. He takes pride in his illusions and loves being able to trick people with them, giggling gleefully when he’s fooled someone.

Definitely seems like the type to use his powers for pranks and trickery, at the expense of those around him for a laugh. Probably commits identity fraud as a hobby.

Best way I could describe him is being Tricky. He’s not easy to predict, both with his illusion magic and with his general nature. He’s not very trusting, but certainly not a trustful sort himself. He’s a cowardly prick who will get the hell out of dodge if he can, but he’s also genuinely gracious to even enemies who are willing to help him. That sort of gray morality is really refreshing to see with a villain character, especially for a more minor villain in Fire Emblem.

Something else of note that’s minor but interesting is that canonically, he’s considered kind of ugly. Kotaro refers to him as “the deformed one” when they arrive and he ambushes.

Normally this isn’t that notable and honestly, Kotaro could just be an asshole - until you remember that Zola is a shapeshifter. If he so wanted to, he could change his form to hide his true self, appearing more handsome than he might be.

On top of that, he’s far from being well respected in Nohr despite his status. Gunter refers to him as an infamous mage and a cretin, and the Nohrian siblings don’t seem to tolerate him much either. It’s far from unwarranted though - mans is shady af.

But it makes me wonder more about his desire for glory. And his time as Izana in Izumo. Izana is sort of the opposite of Zola - he’s handsome and well loved, and he’s on neutral terms up until Zola’s involvement. Meanwhile Zola is rather shaggy and not that good looking in universe, and people look down on him for his cowardly, dishonorable ways. Not to mention his desire for glory within his kingdom and determination to end the war as swift as possible.

Which would hail him a hero, someone finally worthy of respect. He’s the guy who gets no respect from anyone, and while he has his position in the army, he’s nothing compared to Hans or Iago. To have that glory, getting the praise he so craves from those above him - that’s what drives his ambitions, which he will achieve by Any means necessary.

Which is kind of Why he’s not as well respected. He’s a coward, he’s a trickster, a charlatan and a bitch. He’s dishonest and dishonorable, and his ambitions are solely for his own glory rather then what might be “right”.

But he’s not a monster or irredeemable. Birthright shows that Zola is capable of showing genuine gratitude to those who were his enemies, for sparing his life. He was even willing to put himself in harm’s way for one of them. Which most likely was to illicit more trust from them, but he didn’t really Have to go to that extent. And by the end of it all, despite the inevitable betrayal, his last moments are him pleading to the king to spare Corrin’s life, and his last words are asking for their forgiveness for what he’s done.

Had he had survived, I could definitely see him having genuine character development. I don’t think he would change completely into a good guy, but he’d at least try to change his dishonest ways and be a better person. Trying to make up for his past actions. It would have been wonderful to see that kind of character growth out of a guy who, on all other routes, is just another bad guy to deal with.

I’m never gonna be over him dying in Birthright. We really could have had it all. I’m so upset.

Now onto the Misc. HCs, cuz I have a few for him.

He is an agent of chaos. An absolute mad lad. On top of being infamous for being a bastard, he’s infamous for his more playful trickery. And he’s gotten into hot water for it before, but it doesn’t stop him from using his magic to trick and swindle and fool others.

Definitely a pun lord. Makes awful puns solely to piss people off at times.

When he’s not being a lil shit though on and off the battlefield, he’s actually a rather nervous sort. I don’t know why, but he reads to me like a rather anxious person.

Getting deeper into it, along with his whole desire for glory and praise, I can’t help but think that he doesn’t have the best self esteem. He seems like a rather insecure sort, which is shown through how much he tries to prove himself and succeed to get the king’s praises.

Being considered ugly and “deformed” looking doesn’t help. I don’t think many people in universe would consider him very attractive or good looking, and it leads back to my initial thought about him shape shifting to hide his actual appearance to others.

He seems like the type who, underneath the trickery, needs praise and validation from others. He might be proud of his illusions and magic, but I don’t think he’s as proud of himself, and that’s why he’s so desperate to do whatever for that glory. To finally be on top, seen and regarded as a hero, someone worthy of respect.

I gave sexuality HCs to Hans and Iago, so I might as well for Zola: He’s probably Bi but gets no bitches.

I know if he were a playable character though, he’d be straight and a Corrinsexual. But I dunno, I could see him playing for both teams, IS are just cowards.

I also like to think, as a cute thought, that he probably babysat some of the Nohrian siblings before, like what Yukimura did for the Hoshidan siblings. Which is kind of how he knows Corrin, probably sent on duty to watch over them and Leo and Elise. Uses his magic to entertain them. Just a cute idea.

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Random Interactions with Marnie, Grover, and Deirdre

Marnie:

She is so annoying, constantly tries to get Howdy to play the two-necked guitar and reuses the same joke over and over again when she’s buying woodworking supplies. I honestly see her as demiromantic. Marnie’s an introvert until you put her into the right setting. Like, talk to her about any niche band, particularly Strawberry Alarm Clock or The Peppermint Trolley Company and she will not shut up. Frank likes to hang around her because bugs just follow Marnie and it makes her so anxious. Her cat, Giocoso is her pride and joy and she will often leave an episode early because “she hears him crying for her.” She’s always cold so it’s always a sweater and a thick shawl. Marnie is often the voice of reason between her friends, but at the same time will body somebody if they don’t like music. “F major, B flat major, it doesn’t matter. But if you keep talking bad I’ll F you up so bad the next time anyone sees you, you’ll B flat.” If she ever straightened her hair it would reach the floor. Marnie takes great pride in her hair. She loves gingham patterns.

Grover:

Grover doesn’t like to be inside! He hates it, actually. When he can’t feel the breeze on his burlap he goes crazy. He has been caught stealing from Franks garden so he’s not a big fan of him anymore. Grover and Barnaby get along SO WELL. They’re gay, your honor. Grover is a trans man! Like, it happened over the course of a few falls but eventually he just came back to home like “nice to meet y’all ‘m Grover, that other scarecrow was my sister and told me all about y’all.” And just continues like normal. He has slept under a pile of leaves and will do it again. He isn’t a fan of Poppy, and the feeling is mutual. Grover will see you coming, hide behind a tree, and then jump out and scream at you. He is a repeat offender of breaking and entering in Marines house. Grover once got stuck in a tree while he was trying to scare birds away. He hates when people dress like scarecrows and finds Halloween to be a little bit patronizing. His favorite holiday is actually Valentines Day.

Deirdre:

Sally is her favorite and she calls her “my star”. They gossip all the time together. Deirdre likes Wally because he’ll bring her apples to share sometimes. She’s not a fan of Barnaby or Grover and has a strict “no class-clown” policy. Her favorite subject is history, but she’ll really teach whatever. Lesbian. Deirdre’s answer to mental anguish is binge shopping. She and Poppy are decently close because of their anxious habits, but Deirdre does think Poppy is a scaredy-cat and will often mix up what bird she is. Hates being called Deedee. She paints her hooves occasionally. She is the queen of gossip and rumors. Maybe she writes wish-fulfillment stories in her free time? Deirdre thinks Eddie is pretty smart and will do flash cards and memory games to try and help with his shotty memory. Her and Marnie are old friends who went to school together.

This was mostly for me so I can lay out some of their mannerisms in a place I can find it again. I like making long text posts. Yippee!

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