hiiii! for the fake movie/tv show thingie, might I ask you to indulge my very annoying crush on Luke Evans and Lee Pace please? (aargh I am too old and ace for this whole having a crush thing but here we bloody are >.< ) <33333333
Fake Film/TV Show Meme
Title: Stars & Arrows
Theme Song: Go The Distance
Type: A show consisting of four seasons based on a trilogy book series called The Stars & The Arrow Trilogy (the books in order are: the archer & the deer, fire & water and the finale starlight & shadow)
Summary: Bran (Luke Evans) is a widowed professor of medieval history at Oxford University with three children who does not have time for Rowan (Lee Pace) - the universities charismatic and popular art history professor but yet, he cannot help but be drawn to him as though they have known each other before. When they are bought together to research a rare book that has just been discovered both of them start remembering. Another life. Another world. Another story. A love.
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hi, it's panda! 😊 thank you so much for answering my ask the other day, i hope you're feeling better!
this is not a request or anything, just a little scenario because season 3 has my demon slayer heart beating at 200mph 😅
imagine shinobu showing up to the uzui house after the entertainment district and uzui already knows what this is about;
"listen, kocho, listen, nobody got hurt! i swear, whatever those little girls told you, it's a lie!" but shinobu, frankly, does not give a shit and uzui switches tactics: "look, i only have one hand right now, you wouldn't hurt a cripple right??"
"oh, only if they threw a little girl off a roof - you wouldn't throw a little girl off a roof, would you now?"
"that did not happen-"
"don't lie to me, i have a trustworthy witness who was willing to tell me everything in excruciating detail." [camera pans in on a peacefully asleep zenitsu]
"okay, that might have happened but she was fine, kamado caught her!"
"which is why i am here and not with kamado right now."
[silence, uzui weakly lifts his arm] "one hand, kocho."
"when i'm done with you you're gonna wish gyutaro took your head instead."
given the context of your blog i'm sure you can guess what comes next 😅 i apologize if this reads as non consensual, in my head shinobu would know when to stop and just wants to blow off steam a little, i'm not a writer tho so i understand if it comes across differently, in which case feel free to not answer this, of course!
have a wonderful day!
- 🐼non
AHHH SEASON 3!!! Man, I'm having equal parts Douma/Mitsuri brainrot already, but now we're throwing Tengen into the mix! (I'm not complaining, hand him over kajrjekrkearkj)
KEJKREKJRJKEJRK THATS SO GOOD!!! And that line: "When I'm done with you, you're gonna wish Gyutaro took your head instead." KEKJRJKRJKEJKR MA'AM-
Nah, you're all good friend! Honestly this would be such a hilarious mis-direct: you see her looming over him all menacingly like she's gonna kick his ass, but then it cuts to her going to town on all his tickle spots and Tengen's a mess of laughter beneath her; the wives are trying not to laugh as they peek in and watch their big strong husband being taken down by this tiny woman! Of course they give him lots of cuddles and kisses after Shinobu leaves, but no one is hurt or harmed in the making of Shinobu's revenge plan. (Yet...jk)
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@yaksha-garden said: [SMACK]
(punch him. do it. - open)
It's around two in the morning, and the latest meeting of Bloodsuckers Anonymous is in full swing. The dilapidated apartment building they've chosen for this event is alive with undead monsters, cheering and laughing among themselves as they stand in a circle, watching other vampires beat the everliving shit out of each other.
If asked directly, Sal would deny actually enjoying these meetings. He'd say he comes for stress relief and nothing more. After all, even getting to break some bloodsuckers' teeth in isn't worth having to be around the annoying fucks any longer than he has to. But, well... he does enjoy them. He has fun, fucking sue him.
Like tonight. Tonight, Sal is doing fucking great.
"And we have our winner!" the announcer, a tall woman with a spiky mane of fiery hair, crows as she hauls him off of the vampire he'd just beaten into submission. "Everyone give it up for Two-Shoes!" The crowd echoes his name, and Sal grins viciously back at them.
"Who's next?" he calls. Despite the lack of blood in his veins, Sal feels alive right now, adrenaline thrumming through him. And it seems the others are loving every second of it. "Come on! We ain't got all fuckin' night!"
The announcer laughs, her own expression deadly as she rests a clawed hand on his shoulder. "Come on, you fuckin' cowards!" she shouts. "Who wants to kick this shithead's ass?"
This goes on for another thirty seconds, until someone actually does step out of the crowd: a short, somewhat slight stranger with warm brown skin and short, wavy hair. A jagged crack, like a broken piece of pottery, stretches down their face, which is currently set in a determined frown.
They aren't someone Sal's seen here before, and at a glance, they definitely don't look like a vampire. Maybe not human, but certainly not a vampire. Still, they clearly know what they're doing, and the announcer recognizes them. Her eyes glitter as she steps forward to welcome them into the ring.
"And we have our challenger!" she calls. "Soma vs Two-Shoes. Y'all know the rules by now, so I'm not gonna rehash them--just give us a good show." Something darkens in her expression as she watches Sal and the stranger square up with each other. She holds up one hand.
"Ready?" she says. Sal glances at her and nods, before he turns his attention to the stranger before him.
Normally, Sal isn't that cocky during the fights, but he's still riding the emotional high of his repeated victories. So, he decides to indulge in a little shit-slinging, see what happens.
"You can back out now," he tells the stranger. "I won't tell anybody--might save you a few broken bones." He's only guessing if the stranger's bones can break, but he assumes they will. "'Course, I'd love to kick the shit out of you, so-"
Before he can finish his sentence, the stranger lunges forward and punches him hard in the jaw. There's more force behind the blow than he thought there'd be, enough to snap his head back momentarily, stunned.
The message is clear: Shut the fuck up and fight.
Sal can respect that. Once he recovers, he grins down at the stranger, eyes wild with excitement at the chance for a real fight.
"Good choice," he purrs. And then he pounces.
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