#I still love them alskdjf

[thebestestbat]

raven and jgy are also kind of complete opposite characters bc jgy's entire teenage and young adult life was about trying to find a way to become his evil father's right hand man and raven's entire teenage and young adult life was about avoiding her evil father's attempts to make her his right hand woman.

[ticklystuff]

My team is Kafka, Sampo, Gepard and Silver Wolf, thank you :)

ask game is closed!

heyyyyy i hope you like sampard bc this post is about to turn into sampard f/ kafka and silver wolf alskdjf

who’s the most ticklish character

GEPPIE and he has the misfortune of having to team up with sampo like the poor thing can't get a break with him around. kafka and silver wolf love watching geppie get wrecked from the sidelines bc that man is always so serious about things and they'll even encourage sampo or tell him where to tickle geppie next. they're all just mean bullies to geppie

who’s the character that most people would assume isn't ticklish, but actually is

kafka because her backstory is written to make her sound like some living nightmare. she's not intimidated by the idea of tickles in the slightest and she's always tickling others so the thought of ticklish kafka doesn't cross many people's minds but she will squeak if you get her good. silver wolf and sampo know though and have no fear lol the consequences are problems for future them

who’s the character that everyone gangs up on and tickles

lmao it's geppie and it can start from anything. like silver wolf's diet probably consists of mt dew and hot cheetos and gepard being the dad of the group will make sure his team has balanced meals but sometimes silver wolf doesn't want his cooking and when geppie insists that she needs to eat healthier, she'll just cry out for sampo and kafka and geppie knows what's about to happen so he'll be like "nononono you CANT do that" and he'd throttle silver wolf in the moment but sampo and kafka are already on top of him and tickling the living day lights out of him for being mean to silver wolf

who’s the character that somehow knows everyone else’s tickle spots and reveals them to others

silver wolf! i am not totally sure how her hacking stuff works but she'd just know even without all the special hacking and she's not afraid to use this info as a threat kafka is also just really good at guessing. maybe it's just intuition or she has special abilities like silver wolf but she somehow always get it right

who's the character with one specific tickle spot that only one other person knows about

kafka knows all of silver wolf's tickle spots and she knows that silver wolf has the most ticklish elbows. like kafka will be like "lemme see" and just grab silver wolf's arm and silver wolf is flailing to get away because she doesn't like the feeling of kafka's nails trailing against her arm

who’s the most likely to win gang tickle wars

oh it's kafka but i think sampo would be a close second. it's just that she doesn't hold back and even when someone is tickling her they still have to watch their back because she will somehow manage to get them and flip the tables if they're not careful. she also has that manipulation thing going for her if she really wants to use it, but that's not as fun also idk i feel like geppie, silver wolf, and sampo would be absolutely helpless once they're tickled and can't really do anything lol

which character has a kink for tickling

asldkjfkldsa i wrote like a whole essay about this for another team that was submitted but geppie would have a tickle kink that he's super embarrassed about but only for the right person (sampo) but he doesn't even tell sampo about this and sampo eventually figures it out (i think i said he saw tickling videos in geppie's search history lmao) but he does his best not to bring it up or tease geppie about it because geppie himself hasn't talked about it to sampo but sampo will make sure to treat geppie to plenty of tickles when they're alone together also kafka might. like i feel like she'd just be open to trying many things and tickling is just one of those things that just stuck for her. she likes the breathless exhilarating feeling, whether it be from her lee or herself

which character didn’t even know they were ticklish until another character tickled them

oooohhhh i'm gonna go with sampo on this one because he's so hard to catch and no one has ever been able to tickle him until he met kafka bc she's just too good and he was so shocked to find out he's super sensitive

which two characters have tickle fights all the time

GEPPIE AND SAMPO it's more like sampo attacking geppie all the time but he just loves teasing the general and hearing him laugh it's not his fault geppie looks cute when he's all breathless and flustered aldskjkflas kafka and silver wolf especially when kafka is about to beat her in a video game and silver wolf needs to do something about it. silver wolf always ends up losing the tickle fight and then they both lose the game because they're both fighting like gurl all that effort and for what also i feel like geppie and silver wolf would have this almost sibling relationship, except silver wolf is constantly bullying geppie with tickles and she claims that "it helps train you for the front lines, what if the enemy captures and tickles you??"

[sibillascribbles08]

Okay! Finally got this done (focused on a lot of other things but I did not forget). This is the 9th prompt that @sehfi asked for (it is not letting me @ you love tumblr it's great)

Promise I'm still workin on these y'all just a bit slow going alskdjf

anyway have more dads

Raising an infant who was still relatively half turtle, maybe just a little less—approximately 43.7% according to Donnie—made it very different from raising a typical baby. Any advice they got was usually from Splinter, who raised four of these kids once, and anything Splinter couldn’t answer, Jason and Donnie would put their heads together to figure it out. 

For example, as Splinter warned them early on, the turtle gene kinda destroys the whole immobile to crawling to walking phases. Holly could crawl pretty much a day after she was born, and she got proficient at it. Jason sometimes felt bad that her “room” at present was a giant decked out tank. But given her size at the time—she fit in his palm for crying out loud—it became a necessity. Heaven knew where she’d end up if they let her wander free. 

But when she got bigger—at least big enough that Jason held her with two hands—she was allowed to scurry about the apartment with minimal supervision. And scurry she did. Any room that wasn’t closed was immediately explored. She crawled under furniture, into crevices, up a few shelves, and somehow onto the kitchen counter once. 

Jason asked Splinter if his boys ever did this. Despite the fur on his face, it was easy to imagine him sweating when he said yes. Just imagine keeping up with four of them in a sewer of all places. He assumes it's why his hair went grey so fast. 

And if she could get around like this on all fours, well, Jason dreaded what would happen when she figured out the whole bipedal thing and her hands were much more free. 

At a year and a half, Holly figured that out. Longer than usual for most babies but considering she could navigate so well on four legs, the transition to two wasn’t nearly as pressing. Evidently the motivator was trying to climb up to the table to get to the freshly fried shrimp Donnie or Jason would leave on the table. 

And, like Jason suspected, the trouble only increased.

If only he bothered to realize that her scampering around on two legs wasn’t the only concern when it came to her getting bigger. 

“Get back here!” Jason shouted after his daughter. 

Donnie laughed and encouraged Holly to run off with the big bag of fruit snacks. Damn his husband for not helping. The last thing they needed was her ripping into that package and eating herself sick, because that is something she did on the regular. And Jason would clean up the puke nine times out of ten because Donnie would get way to squeamish with it. 

Also those were his fruit snacks. 

Holly giggled as she took off down the apartment hallway toward her room, the bag crinkling as she went. Jason began to catch up, only for an arm to catch him by the stomach.

“Donnie!” He immediately snapped and tried to thrash out of the turtle’s grip. “Let go.”

“No way, she deserves a head start.”

“She is going to eat those and get sick.”

“Relax.” Donnie pulled him closer. “Let her have some fun.” 

Jason didn’t stop trying to wiggle free. “You’re going to say that until she steals your snacks. Now let go.” 

Donnie lightly shook him back and forth, teasing. 

“Quit it.” Jason snapped. “Quit it or I’ll bite.”

“How do you know I won’t be into that?”

“I know for a fact you are not into that, Donnie.” 

Jason felt the breath on the back of his neck before Donnie’s sharp teeth gently brushed over the skin. “Bite me and I’ll bite you.” 

Jason quit struggling but turned his head to glare. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.” 

Donnie shrugged. “If you insist.” He sat on the floor, arm still tightly wrapped around Jase’s middle. 

Jason didn’t get a warning besides that when he felt Donnie nip at his ear. He jumped and fought to hold back his laugh. “Hey. Knock it off.” 

“Nah.” He bit his earlobe next, then trailed down his neck. They were all gentle, only enough to tickle, and that was possibly the worst part about it.

“Donnie!” Jason squeaked and tried to tug away. “You’re making me ticklish.” 

“A successful distraction.” 

“Oh yeah?” Jason managed to say despite another nip to his shoulder. He saw Holly leaning out of the door to her room. The fruit snacks were gone, but it was doubtful she’d eaten them. Perhaps she couldn’t open the bag. Or maybe Jason’s laughter caught her attention. Anytime she saw her dads having fun she just had to join in somehow. 

Donnie blew a raspberry against the back of Jason’s neck. He burst out laughing again. 

Holly scurried over—on all fours this time—her eyes wide and curious. 

“Ah, the criminal returns.” Jason held out a hand for her. “Where did your spoils go, ma’am?” 

Holly took his hand. Her four little fingers held onto his. She stared at it, then at her dads, then at his hand again. 

Then she giggled, opened her mouth wide, and bit him. 

The pain hit, hard, but thankfully it was still dulled enough by shock that Jason didn’t rip his hand away, which would have made everything worse. He just stared at his daughter, who still had her mouth on the part where his thumb meets his palm. 

“Uh,” Donnie said. “Is that—”

Jason saw the drop of red start to slide down his skin. Holly stared at him, clearly confused. Then her face twisted in disgust and she pulled back, smacking her now red lips. 

Oh, that was a lot of blood.

“Okay!” Donnie immediately scooped Jason up and carried him into the kitchen. Jason held his hand under the sink for a moment, letting water run over the injury and oh that made it sting twice as bad. As soon as he pulled it back Donnie pressed a spare dish towel over the injury. 

“Sit. Sit.” Donnie gave the demand before he simply picked Jason up again and plopped him into the kitchen chair. “I’m calling Leo.” 

“Donnie, I doubt it’s so bad—”

“Calling Leo.” He announced and walked out of the room. 

Jason pouted, but kept pressure on the injury. He heard Donnie speaking on the phone, and then Holly’s concerned whines. After a few minutes, his husband returned and carefully sat her on the counter as he worked on cleaning out her mouth. Holly protested at first, a few sharp whines and even a scream, but eventually relented. 

It was during this that Jason actually realized just how big her teeth had gotten. Not something you think about with how fast kids grow. 

Leo flashed into the apartment with a portal, a med kit tucked under his arm. 

“Man, where is it this time?” The slider already cracked a few jokes as he approached the table. “Is your daughter going to give you a scar to match the one Donnie gave you?”

“Not funny, Nardo.” Donnie snapped and picked Holly up. She clearly wanted down, waving her arms and reaching towards the floor and then towards Jase, but he didn’t loosen his grip. 

“Sorry, I’m going to make fun of that until we all die.” Leo kept grinning as he rolled his eyes. “Come on, let’s see the damage.” 

Jason let Leo work, keeping his eyes on his daughter rather than the injury in question. He didn’t really want to know how deep it was. Seeing stuff like that would still remind him of that nasty injury he got on his leg years ago. Despite how much time had passed, anything that made him think he was back in that storage room made his breathing halt. 

“Thankfully not bad enough for stitches, but you’re gonna wanna keep this clean and avoid moving your hand too much or you’ll reopen it. Hope you don’t mind some tight bandages.” Leo said before stretching out some medical tape and getting to work. 

With everything properly wrapped up, Leo stowed his supplies away and stood. “There, let me know if anything weird happens with it. As for you.” He turned toward his niece and tapped her on the nose. “Watch your chompers.”

Her answer to that bit of advice was to open her mouth and try to nip at Leo’s finger.

“Hah, apparently not.” The slider kept smiling. “Cya Tuesday Donnie.” 

“Yeah, thanks Nardo.” Donnie called after his twin as he vanished through another portal.

Jason sighed and stood. He walked over to Holly and reached out for her, but she opened her mouth again and he retreated.

She really didn’t like that, her whine shifting into tears and a wail.

“Whoa, whoa.” Donnie shifted his grip so she was laying in the crook of his elbow instead. “What’s wrong?” 

Jason frowned as he watched her. He reached out again and the tears slowed, but once again when his hand got close enough she opened her mouth. He didn’t let go, but he moved his hand away, and once again she got frustrated.

“Wait,” Jason said. “She probably thinks it’s a game.”

Donnie blinked at him. “Huh?”

“You were playfully biting me and we were laughing. She probably thinks it’s a game but she doesn’t realize how hard she’s biting.”

“Oooooh.” Donnie carefully lifted her up so she was at eye level. “Holly. No no on the biting.” He snapped his teeth again. “Yes yes with this.” He gently smooched her head. 

Holly still didn’t completely get no and yes sometimes. She knew what the words meant, of course, but sometimes it was harder to explain specifically what about her actions were a no-no. 

Thankfully even at this age she was pretty good at mirroring, so sometimes it was just a matter of repeating a behavior until it stuck. In fact, Donnie repeated himself a few times, showing the actions again. Then he shifted her around so she faced Jason.

He reached out for his daughter again. He let her take his hand. But this time instead of opening her mouth she instead pressed the bottom half of her face against it. She didn’t exactly give him a kiss. More like she just pressed her lips together and blew out some air. 

Jason snorted, then laughed. 

Her face lit up and she repeated the motion a few times.

“Okay, okay.” He took her in her arms. “Don’t do that too much. It’s so cute I might throw up.” 

“No, no, keep going.” Donnie pulled out his phone. “I need a video.” 

Holly giggled, still repeating the motion over and over again. Who knew how long it would take for her to get tired for it. 

Oh well, he could tolerate it. Her delight made the lingering pain in his hand more than worth it.

[zombubble]

Hiya! Ascension au sounds veryyyyy interesting……..can I ask what wwx’s design as a god looks like? (For possible fanart purposes………..)

alskdjf omg alright okay yeah!

So Wei Wuxian's godly design is very much a sort of fusion of his Yiling Laozu looks (primarily black with red and grey/silver) and some elements of TGCF's general godly character design (mostly the manhua and the in-book art. I love the donghua's character design but they're very much made for simplicity and I think the gods are ostentatious enough to want a bit More to their looks, usually.) with just a splash of Jiang aesthetics because he's got a fondness for lotus.

WHICH IS TO SAY.

I imagine his robes are a deep black with silver embroidery on the outside. His inner robes are, of course, red, and the inner robe sleeves are narrow and long enough to tuck into his bracers. The black outer robes, with as many layers as you like, are long, but the sleeves are typically only half-sleeves because at the start of the story his main thing is archery. (Similar to donghua Pei Ming's sleeves). (He has a black mulberry bow with silver inlay, red leather around the handle, and a string made partially out of his own hair aslkdjf. Quiver is a black and silver back quiver of some sort and the arrows are fletched with black, with red and silver strings. They're very fancy and come back to him, so he made them look good (literally made them, he spent two years making this spiritual weapon).)

Black trousers and boots, and silver armor with smoke designs on his chest, bracers, and pauldrons (shoulder covers). The armor's not overly elaborate or bulky, and fits his form well.

Wide belt. Silver and/or red accents, black if there's leather.

He has. Dark red eyes, because gods and funky eye colors are my jam, and they glow red when he's really using big power. He also has long hair he wears half-up (A topknot like cql!Wei Ying, but better and also longer, maybe a little wavy. I'm fond of his having bangs, too, so it's not ALL pulled back), and on his head is a silver lotus crown on fire. Very tall flames. Pointy at the top.

Because I like being extra and therefore he does, too, he's taken a few aesthetic tips from Hua Cheng and participates in a bit of hair-braiding up top, nail-painting, and some makeup around the eyes, and he's got some sort of dangly silver earrings I think.

When he's really going for dramatics, he has a whole-ass black cloak on that swishes Very Nicely.

All of this sounds very specific, but it's really more about the Vibes. He has multiple outfits, so if you do end up creating something and have a Different Idea, then by all means roll with it! The Palace of Yiling's colors are black, red, and silver primarily (as he's still the Yiling Laozu) and he does keep his goth kid tendencies, even in the Celestial Court.

His magic is red and gold uwu until he re-learns how to manage using guidao when his body is literally made of divinity, in which case it's red and black when he's using that.

alsdkflsdkjf

Thank you for giving me an opportunity to talk about god!Xian uwu.

I love him so much and he's been cooking for so long in my brain. Of course he wears simpler clothing than this in the mortal realm, but his Godly Look is definitely something I've had a lot of fun coming up with.

[zackmartin]

very intrigued by partners in crime 👀👀👀

Hi, I literally love you with my whole heart 💕💕💕💕 I'm super super excited you asked me about this because it's lit rally my favorite WIP of all time and it's the only one i have so far that I have mapped out in its entirety. The only issue is, there's something Very Big and Very Major that happens in like, the second chapter that pretty much "shifts" everything from that point forward, so it's kinda difficult to talk about it or even post snippets without potentially spoiling that Big Thing alsdkfj

with that said, I think there's at least some things I can say about it.

It takes place in Swellview. (in literally all of my WIPs that aren't DoD, I just kinda make it so the Tipton exists in Swellview, so everything takes place there)

With the outline i have right now, it's kinda like most of my other fics where Hen kinda hates Zack alskdjf (except, it's not like DoD where Zack's secretly into Henry, like Henry's basically nothing to him in the beginning. Like, he still calls him Swellview and he knows him, pretty much just because they attend the same school, but they aren't friends.) But, Zack and Max (like, Max from the og suite life series) are basically the star basketball players that helped Swellview High finally actually win some games for once laksdjf and since this is SportsTM in America, that made them kinda semi-popular, and Henry feels like he's pretty much the only one that isn't enchanted by the fact that Zack can throw a ball through a hoop (but, I've also contemplated making them exes just to explore a dynamic I haven't yet, it just depends on if I can incorporate that into my outline)

the red sports car from the suite life movie plays an integral part in the beginning

there's a few scenes that take place at the swellview sign

I actually did post a very brief snippet on zenryverse almost a year ago, and a couple more during another ask game

Also, it goes with this moodboard (although, the scene that's included underneath has been omitted)

I don't think there's much else I can say because I already feel like I'm dangerously close to spoiling things but. thank you, i luv u 🥺

[knifvd]

It's insane how good you are at grasping your muses. My muses have similar background since its much easier for me. But your writing brings them to life even if they're on opposite ends of the spectrum. You're also a joy to chat and plot with ooc. Keep being amazing bunnypuff you're integral to my dash experience now ! <3

asdl;fkjas;ldkjfa;slkdjf;alskdjf thank u . . . . i always really struggle with my image and if people actually like writing with me or seeing me on their dash so ur kind words are appreciated mroe than you know . i love u and i know ur still waiting on 20 things from me because i suck doo doo pee pee but <3 soon <33 ily and thank you for always sticking with me and blessing me with your beautiful muses and writing !

                                   𝙃𝙊𝙒'𝙎 𝙈𝙔 𝙋𝙊𝙍𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙔𝘼𝙇. 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜.

[wench-and-jezebel]

The Musketeers Reaction: The Homecoming

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts [with occasional asides by Wench (@scripted-downfall)]

[Brace yourself btw]  

PORT!  WELL SHIT!

Oooooof

Runnnnn Port!

Why didn’t you just run, dammit?

[Well.  You said you wanted more Porthos]  I didn’t mean like this, dammit

Idk why the first thing in my head was: they had lawyers back then?

[I love how Athos is never looking the same direction as the others.  He's always standing at the back staring out at the rear... which could either be funny-haha moodiness or strategically watching the rear or both]

NOT HIS BIRTHDAY  [Yup :] ]

Oooop

Double oooop

TRIPLE OOOOOP 😭😭😭😭

Well damn I don’t want the next episode to be about any of them… Sheeesh  [alskdjf It’s about Aramis] *runs and hides*

Ack  [This dude is an ass]  How.  Dare.  He.

LE GASP

THAT’S RACISM

[Them ripping off the Musketeers' pauldron pisses me offff] Sameeee

D’ART 🥺 buddy is like “Can we have a chill day?”

Not Athos

He knows that mark 👀👀👀  [*simultaneously* That's the mark he found on Milady in the book- I WAS JUST SAYING THAT]  🙂  [It's Louis' criminal brand tho, in general, so yes, he still knows it]

Buddies, what are y’all hammering? Oh they all crazy, I see  [It’s a warning that the Musketeers are coming in]

You would know, Flirt, you would know

[Louis needs to stop whinging]  Ahhh, whiny… Ack. This is why the Cardinal is so angry… I would be too  [He does have to kowtow to the king's dumbass decisions]

Fled?

[I love this scene]  “The hands of a musician”  How many musicians does he know?  [He was a count; I'd wager many]  Fair!

Oooop  [Aramis up in arms about Porthos]  “This is bb— this is Porthos”

[Flirt be flirting again]  Yep

☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ Oooop- Flirt flunked flirting  [He got extra credit]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

Noooo not the goats! the new Thor has two giant goats and they scream the whole damn movie

WAIT WHO IS THE CORONER MAN

Well, we did know it was murder already

[Cool badass character introduction]

Oooooop

Double oooop

That smile was as scurry as Athos’ eyes  [aldskfjaldskfj]

“I’m too lorge”  [I think they have clothing that'll fit]

Ummm that’s not fair tho

These damn past friends  [You've got some Flort bonding in theory tho]  True

Well, damn  [There was exactly 33% tact in that exchange lsakdj]

“Rooms”  Fucking rich people

These two are up to something  😤����

["You always did whatever Flea told you"  Bottom-behavior]  🥺🥺  [You're welcome… I'm hilarious]  You are indeed  [You weren’t supposed to agree aldskfj]

– – – 

Jezebel: Soooo question… Why is it “the three musketeers” of d’Art was always a part of it?  Or are there stories before him?  

Wench: Because he doesn’t join immediately.  Like in this, he's just kinda... an apprentice.  A recruit.  He only becomes one, like, 2/3 of the way into the book.  Besides, it's his point of view, and he's looking on on "the three Musketeers.”  They're kinda legendary, tbh.  Like I said, they have that nickname --- Les Inseparables --- for example.  And when they show up at the beginning of the book, the entire Garrison is spying on them/their interactions with Treville.  And this, like, gasp fills the room when Athos (injured) walks in and is like.  Hey.  And then even more of one when he collapses.  And some of them forget they're not supposed to be watching and lean fully into the room to watch.  It's a whole thing alksdjf  So they just.  They're The Three.  And then d'Art.

Jezebel: So it’s the three musketeers. And d’Art. ☠️☠️  

Wench: Yup alksdjf

Jezebel: Oooooh! Ok that makes sense 😂😂😂  I understand a little more! Cause I was confused since like… the beginning ☠️☠️  And now for midpoint!  I am not happy that I got more Port in such a way! 😤😤  I was bamboozled!

Wench: I did warn you it was bad

Jezebel: You did but you did not say hey! It’s port heavy… in the bad way.  You just said bad.  Bad could have meant one of them gets shot and almost dies. But that’s the angst I thrive on  😤  This is sad backstory bad.  Hmph

Wench: alskdjflkadsjf

Jezebel: Also, I never noticed the scar on ports face til this one

Wench: Ma’am, how

Jezebel: Woman idk! I just didn’t ☠️☠️☠️😂😂😤  But I do now! ☠️  Also, I do love d’Art’s eagerness to run to his friends defense! I.e. him jumping over the rail when they sentenced Port  Like 🥺🥺 buddy. Did you not have friends pre-ded dad?  Now he does and is like I will not lose them!

Wench: I love that they all are that level of concerned though.  Like, not just d'Art

Jezebel: Very true!

Wench: Athos and Aramis just know what is an uacceptable way of pushing back (e.g. jumping over the railing), but the SECOND Treville said "slow them down" or whatever, Athos was gone.  And then he's like... oh.  I'm a Musketeer.  And before that a nobleman.  Lemme just... duck into this place where people distrust/kill/steal from both.  Meanwhile, Aramis is heading the entire investigation because.  Well.  Bros.

Jezebel: The musketeers as a whole group are just all loyal to each other first! Then you know the king and stuff

Wench: There's a reason it's one for all and all for one

Jezebel: Makes sense 😂😂😂 Anyway! Back to I don’t trust the “king” guy and Flea. maybe not her. But he’s definitely up to something. He either killed the guy or she did idk.  Ready though!

– – – 

It’s a repeat of the other ep  [*simultaneously* *d’art's Vadim PTSD flashbacks activate*]  d’Art hide  [How dare you steal my joke]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

Buddy, you sent them off!  Hmph!

Matt?  Matt Meese?  😂😂  [lksdfja;lksdjf]

Well, shit, it’s the man in the leather mask

[Aramis, you hedonist]  😂☠️☠️ [Oh, sorry... Aramis, you *heretic]

The priest looks like Shakespeare

d’Art ☠️  [“Did you kill him?” isn’t a good interrogation tactic?]

A wot now?  [Huguenot.  Type of Protestant]  Oooooh

[Too bad Aramis isn't there… He's their medic.  Not that he'd be happy with that term]  I know! His poor needlework isn’t coming in handy  [Nor is it getting ripped, though, so]  😂😂😂

Maaaam  [Whoops]  You are marr- with the king guy!  ARE NONE OF THESE HOES LOYAL!  [I mean.  There are very few women who get to choose their marriages here, so no… Constance was married off by her family because it's a good match.  Flea... well, she chose Charon, but not out of love.  Etc.]  Trueeeeee… Kinda like Mercedes  [Yup]

Damn they went the whole 9 yards  [Also yup] Flirts gonna be jealous

Hurt him??  Im pretty sure he part of this, so this a killer!  Ack!

[“Our names are the Three Musketeers.  Our friend's in danger.  Prepare to yield.”]  😂😂😂😂😂😂

Ooooop!

Poison.  POISON!  DONT DRINK IT!!

[Oop, Charon jealoussssss… Did not like that hand grab]  I mean he maybe should be ☠️☠️☠️  [True, but jealous =/= jealous + possessive]  Very true  [Once again.  Do not like that hand grabbbb]  Exactly

Ooooop "kill anyone that gets in our way"

He has figured it out!!

BUM BUM BUMMM

I CALLED IT  [YOU DID]

WELL SHIT  [Poor Flea]  I DOUBT THAT YOU’LL BE FINE MAAM

Where even was she shot 😂😂😂  [a;lkdsjf no clue]  Ooooof!

Ooooop!

Well, Athos killed Milady, Flirt killed friend, and now port kills friend ☠️☠️☠️ Hopefully d’Art doesn’t know anyone else

Correction: Flirt kills friend and Port’s friend… Port, don’t you look at him like that.  Hmph.  He saved you!

The kings gonna open the letter and it’s gonna say SIKE

WELL, SHIT

🥺🥺😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

At least she kisses normal

😂😂😂😂

And done!

– – –

Jezebel: POOR PORT! 💔💔💔  Why do all their past friends suck? 😂 

Wench: The joys of Trauma

Jezebel: Well… at least now they all have each other!   Which gives me Port vibes from that movie clip where Ports like d’Art!  We also protect each other! 💕🥺  Oh, speaking of… Are all their backstories the same in the other adaptations?? Or are they unique to this one?

Wench: In my experience… Athos is almost always the same; he was married, she was a criminal to some degree, he had her executed and has felt guilty ever since, and she’s not only not dead, but she’s working for the Cardinal.  Aramis is always devout while simultaneously romantic and having a tendency towards womanizing (or not just womanizing, depending on your interpretation).  As I mentioned, d’Art usually is different; most stories use the initial idea of d’Art going expressly to get a commission, not from some revenge story.  And Porthos… I’m less sure.  If I recall correctly, he doesn’t usually have much time spent on backstory.  He usually came from something notorious though; he’s “Porthos the Pirate” (an exceedingly infamous pirate, apparently) in the Disney film and, as you know, a member of the Court of Miracles here.  So, I guess I’d say… they all have basic similarities, and their personalities are usually the same, but specifics alter.

Jezebel: Oooooh! I see 🙂 interesting enough!

Wench: "Interesting enough?"  Dang, woman

Jezebel: I still could schmack you for pushing me over the ledge into a new hyperfixation!  (Affectionate 😂😂😂 I love it here).  I just… Ack!  I just am loving it!  (I’m also finding it hard to give mid points and end points lately and idk why, but I still love it!!)  And tbh I don’t know why I worded it like that ☠️☠️☠️ I sent it and was like enough? Why’d you say enough?

Wench: That's fair laskdjf  Any other thoughts?

Jezebel: Nope 😂😂☠️☠️😭😭 like I said in the last one these are getting harder and harder to lengthen out ☠️☠️☠️

Wench: Ma'am, what have you done?  *sigh*  I'm carrying these endpoints

Jezebel: You are! I 110% agree☠️☠️☠️

Wench: … You weren't supposed to

Jezebel: Shush lol  Also, errmmmm can we do an episode tomorrow

Wench: Uh… Probably

Jezebel: I feel bad; the DA folks are gonnna be mad!  I have gone farther WAY FASTER in this one than DA.  BUT to be fair… I was never supposed to watch it, just the Ben ep and then Alec’s

Wench: I did say that DA wasn't the most interesting w/o Jackles.  I warned!

Jezebel: Then you suggested we watch it and I’m gullible  (Kidding)

Wench: aksdfjlkafdsj I did not actually… Rude

Jezebel: I do like the show.  But…. Well…. I really like this one 👀 and alas again I didn’t expect it

Wench: Ma'am, I told you you would

Jezebel: Okay-

Wench: When ever will you learn to trust my judgement?

Jezebel: Correction: I knew I would like it

Wench: …

Jezebel: I did not expect to like it this much

Wench: Hmph.

Jezebel: Don’t hmph me Wench

Wench: You forget: hmph + period.

Jezebel: DONT HMPH(.) ME WENCH!

Wench: Hmph.

Jezebel: Gasp!

Wench: Shush.  We’ll do another tomorrow; ‘til then!

[berryunho]

helo it is i san anon and i am here to tell u abt the concert !!

we had seated tickets so went a bit late (still like an hour before the show started 🫣 um) AND I WAS RESPONSIBLE by not buying any merch bc i bought a lot at the popup store hehe

anyway so the atinys behind us were rly nice n started talking to us AND THEN ONE OF THEM GAD ALREADY SEEN THE SOUNDCHE K PICS OF MINGI AND I WAS LIKE WAIT WHAT?? HE DID WHAT??? I FEEL SO BAD bc so many ppl like it but i… i can’t.. i just.. idk… maybe i have to get used to it but it’s not for me 😭 i loved the mango hair </3 where is the length on this one </3 pls </3 i also didn’t love hongjoong’s hair on pics previously but irl?? that was styled to perfection he looked so fucking fine oml cult meeting when?? lead the way sir /hj

anyway so i’d been MaNiFeStInG san’s long dark hair bc last year i saw him w the guerilla hair and i didn’t love that tone either (i miss her now ngl but the dark hair outdoes (hongruella back then oml drooling)) and then the airport pics w his long hair 😮‍💨 drooled a lil /hj ANYWAY SO HEEEEE LOOKED FINE AS FUCK and THE cyberpunk outfit oml he wore everything i wanted him to !!! ig he loves me bc i’ve been manifesting oreo woo for a year now and where is it. where. jung wooyoung. we need to have a talk.

AND the tinys behind me asked who my bias was and i was like uhhh bc i’m actually?? wooyo bias?? or supposed to be?? but san n joong are also in my bias line and recently it’s been a bit of a problem.. am completely normal about san.. as some may know.. so normal.. haha anyway I SAID I AM IN BETWEEN BIASES BUT!!! I DON’T THINK THAT IS THE CASE ANYMORE choi san has me in a terrible chokehold that i will never be able to escape from (and i got a san freebie hehe <3 cute) but literally when i said “ok i’m san biased now” they performed i’m the one heat topping ver AND WOOYOUNG??? IDK IF ANYONES SEEN VIDEOS BUT HE?? HIS BODY ROLL? I ??? that felt so personal ANYWAY I EXPLAINED IT TO MY MOM (she loves woo since i never shut up abt him.. i thought she liked hwa smh traitor) LIKE LISTEN. WOOYOUNG WAS AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS. AND SANJOONG AT THE SECOND STEP. BUT SAN DIDNT LIKE IT THERE. SO HE TOOK A STEP UP TO STAND WITH WOO. but since san is a bit taller.. that automatically makes him rank a bit higher. bc his height quite literally puts him higher than wooyoung. i don’t make the rules.. woo should’ve grown more. LMAO

anyway so that!! is it!! they were so fucking good as ALWAYS (tho i liked last tour’s setlist a bit more.. but we got mist this time so i happy also i am THE biggest new world stan choi san the man that u are today and choi jongho the talent that u have) the vocals were on point the performance was perfect the outfits were so gorg mingi’s hair wasn’t it for me we had a lot of fun the tinys behind me barked yeosang’s hair was SOOOO LONG yeah anyway IT WAS GREAT and why tf are the spaces between paragraphs on my phone so fucked like this looks so ugly i’m sorry if this is an ugly piece of text in ur asks but !!! whatever 😍 pls do look up that wooyoung video… idk if anyone posted it but.. i’m drooling /hj oh and i cheered very loud for yunho!!!

HI ALKJDF;ALSKDJF

screaming the amount of detail here i love it its like we're penpals omg but YAAAAAYYYYYY IM GLAD YOU HAD FUN !!!!

pls when they were in the us... i preordered all of my merch through one of the popups but um ..... yeah i still bought more merch at every show i went to it was so bad i think i collected nearly every shirt/sweatshirt possible idk i blacked out SO PROPS TO YOU FOR STAYING STRONG !!!!

AKDJFSFJSLDJK THE PINK HAIR ....... i dont dislike it but its not my fave on him lol i think maybe after a few washes when its less ... neon itll be better LKJALKSDFJALDKJF BUT THATS FAIR AND yeah hj .... mmmmmmmmmmmm he is scrumptious always and IN PERSON ..... HHGHGHGKSGLKJ im normal about him. i always am... AND SAN !!!!!!! SJKLDFJASDF im sure we'll get oreo woo back one day .... i hope .... it was too iconic to be gone forever

PLEASE THAT EXPLANATION IM SCLKJRELAKJSJF IT MAKES SENSE THOUGH !!!! my best friend was a jongho bias .... until we saw them and somewhere between the start and the finish wooyoung SNATCHED HER SO AGGRESSIVELY HES ALL SHE TALKS ABOUT NOW PLEASLKEJLSESKJALKJFDS AND ........ im loyal im SO loyal like id never ever consider a double bias idk what anyone is even talking about (................................/s) BUT FR CHOI SAN? IN PERSON? BEFORE YOUR EYES? LIKE ANYONE WOULD BE TEMPTED THATS ALL I CAN SAY SO YOU'RE VALID SAN ANON SO VALID !

BUT YAYYY AGAIN IM SO GLAD YOU HAD FUN !!! living vicariously through this ask rn AKJDFLSKJFALSKJF omg idk which setlist i prefer honestly .... bc last tour i was sad about exactly 4 songs not being on the setlist and they all of them were added this tour ... but at the expense of my favorite title track ................ and also inception ..... so like .......... yeah idk LKAJLFDKJDSF BUT YAAYAYYY TY FOR SCREAMING FOR YUNHO AND TY FOR SHARING W ME I HOPE YOU'RE WELL !!! <3333

[katana-no-neko]

The “secret’s out” fic that everyone in this fandom has written lol

rated T

~~~

"Thorn Princess," Twilight repeated. "I'm familiar with the name."

"As you should be," Franky nodded. "She's the deadliest assassin you can find in Ostania." Twilight flipped through the assignment file. "She's a contract killer; gets her job and takes care of it, so to speak. She doesn't seem to have any political motives of her own, but the same can't be said for her clientele. Intel says her target tonight is a Westalis politician in Berlint for a diplomatic conference."

"And my assignment is to stop his assassination before it can happen, I see." Twilight skimmed through the pages again. "No visuals on the Thorn Princess?"

"She's quite good at going unseen. All the agency knows is that she's got dark hair, reportedly."

Twilight nodded, not bothering to question the odd stress Franky had placed on 'the agency'. He gave one last look before closing the case file and moving to leave.

"Last thing," Franky said, pausing to formulate his words. "Just... Make sure you look before you leap on this mission."

Twilight quirked an eyebrow. "Of course I will, it's always tactically advantageous to assess the situation before jumping into the fray, if it can be helped."

Franky let out a short laugh. "Of course, Twilight." The spy handed the case file back over and turned to head home and prepare for the mission. "Hey, I lied, one last thing!" Twilight paused, quirking his eyebrow again. "How's it going with your wife?" Franky snickered with a wink.

Loid's cheeks took on a slight tinge. Franky had found out that the Forger couple had recently discovered each other intimately, and he took every chance he could to tease the spy about it. Loid supposed he could deal with it though, as Franky had given his word that the agency wouldn't find out through him.

The spy coughed, "Everything is quite alright with her." And Franky didn't need to be a spy to understand that that was Twilight code for "Yor and I are still madly in love".

~~~

As Twilight mopped a hallway in his custodial disguise, he kept his eyes and ears closely attached to room 508 of the luxurious hotel the politician was staying at. The spy glanced at his watch. 21:56. Thorn Princess's target was due back in his room at 22:00, according to the itinerary the agency had procured. The entire rest of the day, the politician would be tailed by highly trained bodyguards and surrounded by civilians, so the only time Thorn Princess would have to attack would be at the end of the day in the privacy of his room.

At 22:03, Twilight began to wonder if Plan B (the plan he'd put together should the politician fail to arrive at his room) would need to be set in motion, before he heard a tipsy laugh from the stairwell, as well as a more feminine chuckle, most likely from the politician and the assassin, respectively. No doubt she was disguising herself as a 'lady friend'. Showtime. He ducked into a corner to remain out of their line of sight and pulled his cap lower to hide his already masked face and got to work mopping again. As the source of the laugh came through the stairwell and into the hallway, Twilight spared a glance to confirm it was his politician, and then took a look at the woman.

Oh my god.

Oh my god!

It took every ounce of self-control not to break character.

He listened carefully as he heard his wife laugh at something the politician said. Very fakely, he might add, though it must not be obvious to the other man, because soon he was unlocking his suite's door and leading Yor Briar Forger inside.

Twilight's mind was racing as he analyzed the situation.

Yor was here, with the politician, in his bedroom. She was either cheating on him, or she was the Thorn Princess. And somehow, he just knew there was no chance in hell it was the former, even trying to push aside personal feelings to look at the situation through a logical lens. Puzzle pieces began clicking into place. Her occasional long nights out 'with girls from work', whom he knew she disliked. The blood stains he'd seen on some of her clothing. The scars he'd seen on her body.

Loid wondered how his life had gotten to the point that it was more logical for his wife to be an assassin than having an affair.

And that was when he remembered he was supposed to be stopping the Thorn Princess (his wife!!) from assassinating her target.

Twilight immediately dashed to the room, not bothering to drop the mop, and slammed the door open with a powerful kick.

What greeted the spy was a wide eyed, stunned Yor standing in front of the window, bathed in moonlight, blade poised to take the life of the (currently unconscious, passed out drunk?) politician he was meant to protect.

Beautiful was his first thought. Shit was his second, because he remembered he was still in disguise, and it didn't take long for Yor's instincts to kick in and attempt to silence the, what she assumed was, janitor who was witnessing her crime.

Fortunately for Loid, he was quite skilled at self defense and managed to deflect her blade with the mop he was still holding. The sharp blade nearly sliced right through the wooden handle and Twilight set to disarm her as soon as he could, using every ounce of agency training he had to grapple with his wife, heat pulsing through his veins in an odd way. He would worry about that little tidbit later though.

She had him backed against a wall, but he managed to swipe a kick at her, causing Yor to stumble and giving him the chance to hit her raised wrist with a strong jab of the mop. Her hand spasmed, she dropped the blade, and Twilight took the moment to reach his hands around her, grab each end of the mop handle and pull it against her back, pressing her against himself. Both assassin and spy were breathing heavily.

She only took a moment to be surprised by the action before she was grabbing another, much smaller knife out of her garter belt and moving to swipe against his neck, her mouth opening to say her line.

"Wait-" Loid gasped out in between his pants, dropping the mop and grabbing the hand of hers that was poised to end his life. Her eyes widened at the voice. He finally tore his mask off, gazing at her while she stared back at him, recognition swimming into her eyes as she dropped the knife, it stabbing into the ground with a thud.

"Loid?" she whispered, confusion laced in her voice.

The spy turned them around so that her back was against the wall before he grasped her lips in a feverish kiss, adrenaline (and arousal??) still pumping through his veins. She eagerly returned it, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders. It was after Loid broke the kiss to catch his breath again that Yor finally spoke again. "Why are you here? What's going on exactly?"

"You're the Thorn Princess," he stated matter-of-factly. She looked away from him in shame and nodded shortly. He gently took her chin and turned her back to look at him. "And I'm Twilight the Spy." Her eyes widened and her brows furrowed. "And I'm going to have to ask you not to assassinate him." Loid used his head to gesture toward the floor where the politician (who yes, was still breathing, he confirmed with a glance) was still laying after passing out.

She jumped slightly at the reminder of her target before shaking her head and looking back at him. "You're a spy. That makes a surprising amount of sense..." she said quietly, pondering in much the same way as Loid had done upon his own realization from earlier. "Master spy and deadly assassin... What a pair we make..." she paused, collecting her thoughts. "What does this mean for us?"

"I still love you very very much, Yor. It would be illogical to condemn you for the blood on your hands when I have plenty on mine. So as long as you're okay... Nothing much has to change."

She paused for a moment, heart telling her to return his sentiment, but anxiety still lingering plenty. "Can I ask... Why are you a spy?" Yor asked.

"You can," Loid nodded. "I..." He paused, not used to admitting his backstory out loud. "I grew up in a world torn apart by war and conflict. My family was killed when I was still a child because of it. Now that Westalis is beginning to see peace again, I'm doing what I can to keep it that way. To keep another Ostania-Westalis war from breaking out." He paused again, thoughts going to his daughter. "To make sure no child ever has to cry like I did."

Yor could see the raw sincerity in his eyes. As good a liar as he seemed to be, something told her he was being truthful at this moment. She leaned up and pressed her lips softly against his again. "I love you too," she assured, stepping back. "And I'll trust you. I won't kill him," she decided, picking up one of the knives that she'd dropped earlier. "If you say he shouldn't be killed, then I'll trust you."

Loid picked up her other blade and handed it to her. "Thank you. I know how being a Westalian spy probably looks to an Ostanian, but I promise, I'm trying to do the right thing, the good thing, through the work I do. I want to make the world a better place."

Yor smiled. "That sounds just like you. And if it means anything, you've definitely made it better for at least two people - Anya and I."

Loid kissed her. "That means everything." His heart thumped loudly with the overwhelming love he felt for Yor in that moment. "Because you two mean everything." They both smiled as they kissed again, before Yor suddenly went rigid under him. "Yor? Are you okay?"

"If you're here, and I'm here... Who's with Anya!?"

~~~

The pair rushed away from the crime scene (banking that the politician wouldn't recall anything he may have seen before passing out) and darted to their apartment. The speed at which Yor yanked the door open nearly took it off its hinges, and they ran in to find Franky on the couch watching some cartoon, with Anya curled up beside him, sleeping soundly.

The informant laughed when he saw the couple's faces. "You guys should really start coordinating your jobs," he commented, standing up carefully to not wake the child. "Cuz I ain't a babysitter."

Yor and Loid both sighed in relief that Anya hadn't been left home alone. "Thank you, Franky. We appreciate it," Yor told him, deciding not to question how much he knew about tonight as she moved to bring Anya to bed.

Franky nodded in response to her, then unabashedly held his hand in front of Loid for some cash. Loid rolled his eyes, but dug his wallet out nonetheless. "Hey," he started, while Franky counted his payment and decided it was sufficient. "You could have warned me my wife was my target tonight."

"Heh," Franky smirked. "That woulda taken the fun out of it."

[rainingpouringetc]

ok I saw you're accepting prompts and then panicked because WHAT DO I CHOOSE

whatever I choose I know it'll be stunning, but still

and then I had this thought, so why not:

thomastair; they're arguing "I know you want this, so why won't you try?!"

" you don't know anything about me"

"that's not true. I know [random, something bizzare but the "being known"], [another one], [a more significant one]. and i know you're scared, but I also know it's worth the risk, because I love you"

"you... love me?"

au or canon setting, up to you, and it's your choice who says what

feel free to ignore if it doesn't vibe with you or sth

HI ANA SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG ALSKDJFS yes yes i love this

it’s short and sweet but honestly this is one of my favorite things i’ve written recently so i hope you like it <333

you don’t even know me

•••

“Just leave it alone, Thomas!”

“No, I won’t.”

“Why am I not surprised?”

“You should know by now that I’m quite persistent.”

Alastair sent a glare over his shoulder as he paced away down the hall, Thomas close behind him. “That sure is one word for it,” he muttered under his breath, though Thomas heard it perfectly clear.

“Can’t you—just—please stop walking,” Thomas pleaded, nearly tripping on the uneven flooring. They were in an older part of the Institute, one that Aunt Tessa hadn’t yet renovated. The wooden boards that made up the floors stuck up in places, making it all the more impressive (though still endlessly frustrating) that Alastair was still walking away from him.

Finally, Alastair stopped. But he didn’t turn around. He just stood there, ten feet away, and Thomas wondered if this was some poetic joke about their relationship.

Or, more accurately, the lack thereof. 

Alastair looked down at the floor, and Thomas could see the tension in his shoulders—he felt stupid all of a sudden. Cordelia was still off Angel knew where, and their mother was bedridden with grief after Elias’s death. And here Thomas was, demanding they have this conversation here and now—

But then, when else would they have it? That was the problem; Alastair kept walking away before Thomas could get the words out.

“Please,” Thomas said gentler. “Just… listen.”

“I have listened, Thomas,” Alastair snapped, turning to face him. “You’re the one who hasn’t listened to a word I’ve said!” Alastair ran his hands through his hair, tugging on the dark strands, deep in thought. His eyes darted around the space above Thomas’s head as he stuttered and started again. “We can’t keep doing this, Tom,” he finally got out. “Don’t you get that?”

“No,” Thomas said stubbornly. “I don’t understand why you won’t try, because I know you want this.”

“You don’t.” Alastair’s lips twisted in a mockery of his usual smirk, all bitter and sad and void of its usual haughtiness. “You don’t know what I want.” He turned on his heel and continued walking, heading further and further into the cold of the Institute. Thomas set off after him.

“Yes, I do—”

“You don’t know anything about me, Thomas!”

“Yes, I do!” Thomas drew up every memory he could, every ounce of feeling he’d ever had for Alastair. The words came spilling out, and once they started, he couldn’t stop them. “I know you would do anything for your sister or your mother or Risa. I know you take an absurd amount of sugar in your tea and can’t stand the smell of coffee.”

Alastair sped up—Thomas matched his pace, still rambling. “I know you love the one-reelers that mundanes make because you see beauty in everything, but you pretend like it’s beneath you so people don’t realize you have a heart—so they don’t find out how to hurt you. I know you can’t help but critique the things you love, and I know you have a wondrous passion for architecture and art and literature that you feel you can’t pursue because you’re a Shadowhunter, and I know you’ll never listen to me about this because you’re scared. But I also know it’s worth the risk—it’s worth everything, Alastair, because I love you and—”

Alastair stopped dead in his tracks so quickly Thomas nearly stumbled into him. 

“You…” He turned his head to the side, glancing up at Thomas over his shoulder. When he spoke, his voice was a confused rasp, barely there. “You love me.”

It wasn’t quite a question, more a statement to clarify to himself.

Thomas answered anyway. “I do.”

Alastair turned fully now, and Thomas was suddenly quite aware of how little space there was between them. This close, Thomas could just make out Alastair pupils, usually indistinguishable from the beautifully dark brown of his irises. He was looking up at Thomas, brows scrunched together and mouth just slightly open as if in contemplation.

The look of uncertainty beginning to settle on Alastair’s face was disconcerting enough to Thomas that he repeated himself, more clearly now. “I love you, Alastair, and nothing in the world can top that.”

Alastair was looking down now, and when a moment passed and he caught sight of something silvery, Thomas realized it was because he was crying.

He wondered suddenly how many—or few—times Alastair had heard those words; he wondered how many of those times it had been a hideous lie.

Thomas hesitantly put a hand on Alastair’s shoulder, giving him the time to pull away. When he didn’t, Thomas wrapped his arms tightly around him and buried his head in Alastair’s shoulder. He felt Alastair’s hands twisting in the material of his coat.

“I’ve got you,” he murmured, just loud enough for Alastair to hear. He closed his eyes and willed Alastair to believe him. “I’ve got you, and I won’t let go.”

•••

to clarify *one-reeler is a term that is used to describe what we’d generally call “movies” or “short films” because they were so short they only had one reel of film. the term “movies” (shortened from the term “moving pictures,” which was also used during this time) wasn’t really used until the 1910s, and the term “film” would literally start to be used for movies like two years after this so.. yeah that’s where that term comes from. the more you know <3

tags: @littlx-songbxrd @thewarthatsavedmylife @thefoxandthefound @ninacarstairss @stxr-thxif @lifewouldbebetteronmars @life-through-the-eyes-of @apple-bottom-jeansx @writeordie-4 (lmk if u wanna be +/-)

[angelamoores]

Okay, but like. The characters and relationships on this show really are just SUPERB. Like, I do have my favorites, but it would be impossible for me to pick just one, and even so I love them all for different reasons. And the relationships!! Like, some of the romantic ones I might not care about as much to where I feel broken up if they split (except Patricia and Eddie. They ARE the blueprint and if you hadn't told me they were endgame I'd be SO mad and i might not finish the show alskdjf) but they're still good! Like, you already pointed it out, but it’s clear that some of them have been living together since they were 11 and even the ones we see develop are still good!! And we’ve been talking about it but girls supporting girls!!!! The boys and their friendship(s)!! And I love that they let Alfie cry when Amber left, like I know it’s a small thing but!! He was allowed to be openly sad that his girlfriend was leaving and Fabian tried to comfort him!!! Anyway, sorry to go off like that but I needed to point all that out cause I love it alkdjf

exactly?? like I think what’s so cool is that apart from the new characters each season, almost every character has a somewhat developed relationship with each other. like they shuffle the combinations a lot so that in scenes where they’re all together as a house they really do act like one big dumb family. I just think it holds up really well over time too. like you said the boys are affectionate to each other and support each other and there really aren’t any lines/parts that really aged badly because any mistakes they did make were so teenaged and normal. like idk patricia and kt are allowed to have guy friends without coming across as anything other than their genuine friends they’re all just really sweet. and all the characters are different without being tropey and I love them all dearly ahhh

[sibillascribbles08]

This week’s tmnt v-day prompt is “I Love You” so... have a proposal alskdjf tho not a typical one.

“I wish you all would stop sleeping in my bed.” Donatello groaned.

“Sorry,” Sunita chimed. “But your house is closest to the entrance.”

“Get home earlier.”

“No.”

Both her and April started laughing over the voice channel as everyone’s character sprites filed out of the farmhouse. Donatello’s was spending his afternoon playing Stardew with not only the girls, but his boyfriend as well who sat in the same room. He used the laptop on his desk while Donatello sat on the floor, insisting it was comfortable. 

“Guys.” Donatello groaned again as he watched Sunita and April both immediately leave the farm. “It’s star fruit harvest day.”

“Sorry, but we gotta get to Maru’s.” April insisted. “I’m going to max hearts first.”

“No way,” Sunita argued. “Don’t forget who’s in the lead right now.”

“I’m going to steal all the strawberries soon.”

“Don’t you dare.”

Donatello let their argument fade into the background as he went to work picking the star fruit since, apparently, the bickering girlfriends were more worried about who would win over their bachelorette of choice first. Donatello still didn’t know what NPC he wanted to marry on his file. Way too worried about creating a wine empire. He almost had the final house upgrade, but right now he was taking advantage of summer by filling the crop area with star fruits.

At least the repetitive sound effect of harvesting fruit was soothing, but it took ages for him to walk all the way through the lot, and then he’d have to plant all the new seeds and--

He moved up the screen to see Jase already planting them, already done with five sprinklers worth. 

“Oh.” Donatello’s character came to a stop next to his boyfriend. “You got the seeds.”

“Yeah.” Jase said from his desk, but his voice also came over the laptop. “Might as well. But you get to take care of the barn.”

Donatello kept standing there, watching Jase dropping down more seeds.

“I love you.” Donatello let the words jump out of his mouth.

Jase snorted. “For planting seeds?”

He smiled, another idea striking him. “Marry me.”

Jase laughed even louder. His character walked up to stand in front of Donatello’s. “What, like, in game? Or in real life?”

That made his heart sputter in his chest. Game. Of course he meant in game. He hadn’t decided what NPC to marry so why not just marry his boyfriend. Easy solution. But--

“Um...” His face felt so hot he swore he might pass out. “Either?”

The soft tap of fingers drumming over the keys without clicking any of them carried through the room. Nothing but static came in from the headphones, that and the odd chip of a bird or faint buzzing from the games sound effects.

“Yes.” Jase finally said, letting a heart icon pop up over his character sprite. Then he suddenly went back to planting.

“Wait.” Donatello followed him. “Yes to what? To which one?”

“Yes.” Jase snickered, in a way that made it clear he was holding back his laughter. “Yes to both.”

Donatello looked away from the screen and over to Jase. His boyfriend was currently facing away from him, but turned in his seat. His cheeks were bright red, but his smile looked so relaxed.

Donatello shoved his laptop to the side before he stood up and eliminated the distance between them with a single, long stride. Jase spun his chair around just before Donatello held his face, leaning over to press their foreheads together.

“You mean it?” He couldn’t stop smiling, and the buzzing in his chest was reaching a point he swore he’d explode. “You’ll marry me?”

Jase kept laughing, probably in part just to hide his own nerves. “What? Does that surprise you?”

“Well, I don’t know. I’m not doing this right, am I? Don’t most people do something like this on a fancy date? Or perhaps with a gift exchange? Or over a holiday? Or--”

Jase’s hand lightly touched the back of his head before tugging him into a kiss. Ah, an interruption kiss. A sure indicator of “Stop talking, stop thinking.”

So he did, letting himself melt into the contact. He sighed, then bit back a moan as Jase’s hand trailed around his neck to the underside of his chin.

“Uh, guys?”

April’s voice in his headphones made Donatello pull away.

“You guys know you’re not muted, right?” April continued.

Sunita failed to muffle her laughter.

Donatello glared as he looked to the side, as if his best friend was standing there. “Oh, sorry, should we go on a BRB for a bit?”

“If y’all are gonna make out then yeah.”

“I think it’s cute.” Sunita kept giggling. “When’s the wedding. Have you thought about a theme?”

Donatello flinched, then glanced at his boyfriend to see him mirroring his strained expression. “Uh, not yet?”

“Sunita he clearly didn’t plan any of this.” April scoffed. “Do you even have an engagement ring or something?”

“Ah! A ring!” Donatello dove back to his laptop. “That’s it. I have the recipe. I’ll go find a prismatic shard and make one.”

“I meant an actual ring, Donnie.” April shouted.

Jase chuckled, his chair squeaking as he turned back around. “It’s fine. He can buy me a real one later.”

“Oh I will.” Donatello snatched a bunch of spare stone out of their supply chest before racing off to the bus. It was late enough he didn’t need to waste a totem. “And it’s going to look even better than this one.”

“You going to get a rainbow rock and everything?” April asked.

“Well I assume he’d prefer purple.”

“I dunno, maybe it should be green,” Jase said.

“Purple and green.” Donatello mumbled, already thing about design possibilities.

He tried to focus when he got into the cavern, and thankfully there were minimal distractions apart from Sunita and April having casual conversations about how they’d want to propose to each other. Not over a game of stardew valley, they emphasized.

“Can’t lie.” Jase finally joined in the conversation. “It definitely wasn’t what I was picturing.”

“Oh?” Donatello managed to get to floor twenty-six, still no prismatic shard. “What, did you have any proposal plans?”

“Well, if you weren’t going to do it I did consider rigging the lights in our HQ building to spell it out.”

“Aw,” Sunita cooed. “That would have been so cute!”

“Nice and flashy,” April agreed. “Easier to remember than asking it out of nowhere during a video game.”

“Hey.” Donatello snapped as he kept swinging at some serpents. “I am recording this you know. So it’s not like I’ll forget.”

“You should still do something nice when you get the ring.” April insisted.

“Let me ask instead.” Jase snickered.

“No, no.” Donatello looked over at him. “If I’m getting you a ring then I have to be the one to--”

The low chime of the death sound suddenly struck his ears. He looked back at his screen to see his health at zero, everything flashing red. 

“Nooooo!” Donatello practically screamed into the mic just as the notification in the in game chat came up.

“Donnie, what?” April snapped at him.

Jase laughed even louder now. “Did you actually just die?”

“Nooo, no no no.” Donatello shook his laptop as the screen transitioned.

“You better not have lost anything important.” April insisted.

“It’s probably fine.” Sunita insisted. “I doubt he took anything that important.”

Right as she said that the list of lost items came up onto the screen. Donatello’s heart dropped to his stomach when he saw all three variants of star fruit were on that list.

“Oh my god.” He dropped his laptop.

“What?” All three of his friends said over the voice channel at the same time.

“Donnie?” April’s voice took on a harsh edge. “What did you lose.”

“The star fruit.” He mumbled.

“All of it!?”

Sunita burst out laughing.

“Donnie are you serious? All three stacks? Why did you even take that with you?”

“I wouldn’t have had to if one of you had helped me pick it.” He snapped back.

Jase let out a long tired sigh. “I want a divorce.”

Donatello looked at him. “What?”

Now April was laughing, so loud her mic kept cutting her voice out.

“Jase we haven’t even gotten married yet. We can’t get a divorce.”

“I’m getting a divorce.” Jase repeated.

“Noooo.” Donatello lay down on the floor, towards Jase. “Darling please, I’m so sorry. Don’t leave me. I love you.”

“Love you more if you didn’t lose all our star fruit.”

“I can get it back!”

“You can only get one stack back!” 

Ugh, well that was true. He’d have to prioritize the largest number of them for the wine making.

Donatello kept being dramatic, dragging himself along the floor until he could grip the base of Jase’s chair. “Let me make it up to you some other way.”

“Get off the floor, Donnie.”

“Please.”

“Donnie, time is still passing in game. Get to the guild before it closes.”

Donatello huffed and pulled himself up. He went to move back to his laptop, only for Jase to grab his arm and tug him close again.

“We can talk about how you can make it up to me later.” He whispered before kissing him on the cheek.

The heat returned to Donatello’s face. “I love you.” Once again the words leapt free from his throat.

Jase sighed, but he smiled. “I love you too.”

[justsayapple]

if you're still doing the character thing, how about sweet baby boy Alucard?

AAAAA HIMMM!!!!!

How I feel about this character: Who doesn’t love Alucard?? He’s one of the biggest staple of the series and claims the title of “Badass Sad Pretty Boy”. He’s a gorgeous man with a tragic backstory and mission, so of course he’s going to come off as cool and serious. But there’s more to him than that! He’s sassy, sympathetic, sarcastic, artistic, talented, skilled, and tired. very tired. alskdfjalsdlkj

All the people I ship romantically with this character: TREVOR AND SYPHA. The three of them together is like seriously the best ship, each aspect of that throuple has their own wonderful dynamics, so when you mush em together it makes its own perfect dynamic!! With Trevor there’s this competitive and sarcastic vibe, along with peak banter content, they’re  honest with each other and genuinely care about the other’s well being!! With Sypha there’s a joking kind of poke and prod thing, and miscommunication’s never really an issue with these two, they’re gentle and earnest and it just feels so genuineee~ so you take those relationships, mix it with what Trevor and Sypha already have going on with each other, and BOOM! PERFECT! (Richtercard is cute too but not my biggest ship)

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Hmmmst that’s hard cause he meets so many people through out his lifetime (you meet a lot of folks in almost 600 years of living) but I really like what he’s got going on with his latest found (and partially technically) family in the 2030′s :’)

My unpopular opinion about this character: I really don’t think I have one? maybe if some people still think he’s straight then they’re absolutely wrong alskdjf;alsdkj

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: What they fucking did to him in season 3 of the show, they’d better fix that shit. (well I mean, what they can fix, im big upset) I know one of the biggest parts of his character is how tragic his story/situation is, but PLEASE let him be happy for ONCE in his life in any one of the mediums he’s in!!

~Send Me More Characters To Talk About~

[zackmartin]

Hm. Friends want me to cry from being too soft today I see 🥺🥺💕💕

[angelecho]

! I hope you’re doing well. I was wondering if I could get a haikyuu matchup please (OFC IF YOURE STILL DOING THEM!) ?? I prefer to be matched with boys but any gender works out completely fine with me! I’ll put my description down below for ya!

So… my names Olivia and I’m 17. I go by she/her pronouns and I am straight! My birthday is January 6th, 2004 and I’m a Capricorn Sun, Cancer Moon, and Libra Rising (my Mercury is in Sagittarius, my Venus is in Aquarius, and my Mars is in Aries if you wanted to know the rest). I’m 5’2, I have brownish-red hair and blue eyes. I spend a lot of time doing school work because I’m really driven by it and I’ve had good grades a majority of high school. When I’m not doing schoolwork I enjoy listening to music or going on a walk! I really like going on sunrise/sunset walks bc they’re always really pretty! I try to do community service in my free time because I really enjoy helping others out. If I were to hang out with a friend I don't really mind what we do, but I like going to the movies or even just staying at home and watching tv! I think I think that one of my fatal flaws is that although I appear kind and respectful when I’m out in public, I have pretty severe anxiety, depression, and anger issues so I struggle with that a lot. I also get really defensive and stubborn when someone says something that annoys me so i kinda never stop talking lol. To finish off I’m an ISFP and Enneagram Type 9v1. I hope you have a great day! Ty if you do this! (also I love your blog theme its perfect)

OF COURSE OF COURSE!! and aa thank you so much you're so sweet!!

I pair you with:

→ he probably also volunteers around the city, so you guys met at a cleanup event, then found out that you go to the same school

→ you both started hanging out together in class as well

→ during weekends and whatnot you both probably go and volunteer at local community service events which #1 looks great on your transcript and #2 brings you both closer together

→ since he's at volleyball practice for the majority of the day, whenever he gets back, he appreciates the help on the schoolwork

→ he finds your presence comforting and eventually you both end up dating

→ Daichi is understanding and perceptive, especially as the team captain, and he notices whenever you're slipping or when you need a bit of help and will gently guide you to a more quiet place and help you get through it

→ he's also very caring and patient so he'll let you talk through everything before giving his advice or his thoughts

→ his dates would usually consist of a short day trip around the city somewhere, watching the sunset, then watching a movie together while cuddling

→ he appreciates the downtime that you both spend together

→ whenever you show up to his games, his heart swells and he smiles a bit wider and tries a bit harder

→ whenever they win, he's grinning like crazy and smiles to you in the audience

→ he reminds you every day how much you mean to him

→he probably gives you handwritten cards on his birthday and leaves you voice messages so you can have a more personal reminder of him on you

﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋

here you go!!

edit: ALSO IDK WHY THE DRAFT POSTED INSTEAD OF THE ACTUAL SO I EDITED THIS IN A FRENZY ALSKDJF, SORRY ABOUT THAT ^^;

[wench-and-jezebel]

Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows Reaction:

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts [with occasional asides by Wench (@scripted-downfall)]

My… “friend.”  Sureeee, Watson

[Out of curiosity.  Do you know the name "Reichenbach"?]  It looks familiar ☠️ but idk what it is ☠️☠️☠️  [Aight]  👀 why tho lol  [I- Uh.  You'll see]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️ Ok lol

SHELOCKKK

This woman!  Hmph!  See, the women in their lives suck.  That’s why they should just be together  [I want to show you a thing btw]  Ok 🙂  [Here!  (below)... Bros.  Man's alleged love interest is literally.  Right there.  And the bros are staring at each other]  😂😂😂😂  I love ittttt

Buddy… the bald cap

[I know they’re whistling, but… Men will make kissy faces at each other]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️  Why were they whistling?  ['Cause.  Just 'cause]  Ah ☠️☠️☠️

I’m ded  [No, I think they are (jk)]  ☠️☠️☠️ Very true.  But I meant the jump

Tut!

[Man's a bit of a dumbass laskjfd  How much clearer can you get than "don't move"]

A bomb!  Le gasp

I love her! (The actress not the character)  [I mean, the character's fun too]  She is! (Just them together is not… well 🙂 you know 😉 )

[Oop- man died anyway.  But took a lot fewer people with him, so.  That's good.]

Oh shit, she scurrrd

He’s such a good actorrrrr [I knowwww]

He kill her?  [I say nada]  Le gasp!

Well.  Now I feel bad

He done got stood up and widowed (kinda)

[Oh look, it's Watson and "our dog"]

Wait  ☠️☠️☠️☠️  They are at Baker Street?  [Holmes is.  Watson's moved out, I think]  It sounded like he was calling Mary tho [aslkdjf]

Buddy.  You’ve been shot

This man is insane

["I've barely noticed your absence"  Mmmhmm]  ☠️☠️☠️  [Buddy was lying in wait to surprise you, but of course he didn't notice a thing]

WATSON!  You Are Shot!  Have the actors forgotten?

[Oh, I lied.  Apparently he's getting married tomorrow]

“Embrace me.”  “EMBRACE ME”  I fucking will be using that the day we meet!

[I love lil string maps]

Le gasp!

["A shadowy game"  Title drop (ish)]

Buddy.  BUDDDY!

How is he still alive?  [I don't know... Formaldehyde will literally destroy your stomach]

["Our dog"]

The smileee

["WILL YOUR BEARD BE WITH US ALL NIGHT" CONTEXT?!?!?  WHAT'S CONTEXT?!?!?!]  ☠️☠️☠️

The glasses 😂😂

“Armageddon!”  Mood Holmes moood

Poor Sherlock  [Holmes still raging, raging, against the dying of their best bro bud bachelorship]

Is that Mycroft?  [idk, but I think so]  So do I.  Funny… Mycroft in Enola Holmes looks like Watson

Welp

He calls him Shirley tho… I love it  [:)  The temptation to make an Airplane reference]

“Not a ponce”  ["You know me" alksdjflkadsjfa That's all you need, Watson, don't you know?]

Watson. You are being too trusting with that ring that’s been lost how many times already?

[:((((((( Watson so mean]  Yes… He was very rude

[I like her :)  Noomi Rapace]  She looks like Mary… I was confused

Shawn/Sherlock same thing  [This is indeed an apt comparison]  They way he just did that was sooooo much like Psych

[Ouch]  Oooof

Well, shit, eggs sounding pretty good rn  [Ma'am.  This is a scene about beating a dude up… And you're more concerned with brekkie]  I mean— 😁

“She was biting my leg”

Poor Watson ☠️☠️☠️

Ah yes [alskdjf I know where you're going with that alskdjf]  Let us hold hands while we walk to my wedding ‘cause that’s what bros do

Awwwww

Poor Sherlock… again  [*simultaneously* Poor Sherlock ]

💔💔💔 “Watson… he gone”  [:( ]

AGAIN.  SIR!  SIRE!  THE TENSION!  and for why!?

Le gasp!  [Sir's gonna regret threatening his best bro bud]

“Poor Sherlock” times like 50000

I just… don’t like her ☠️☠️☠️  [I assume the her is Mary?]  It’s like she is only even here to be in the way  😩😩  [IT'S THEIR HONEYMOON]  Tsch tsch tsch :)

[Is that a gun or are you just happy to se-]  

☠️  [Okay, tbf, she was pretty damn cool there]  Yeah that’s true!

Um.  [:)]

Idk I guess I’m just overly understanding but I hate situations like this where hubby’s bf shows up and like there’s actually a good reason and the new wife is all OMG IM SO DISTRAUGHT THIS WAS OUR big day. And I get it a little but at the same time I don’t ☠️ same happens with wives of husbands with dangerous or demanding jobs being bitchy when he has to leave for work. It frustrates me.

😂😂😂

He threw her off the train.  HE THREW HER OFF THE TRAIN! and I get it was to save her but I’m ded

“Did you just kill my new wife?” Sounds a lot like this isn’t the first time  ☠️☠️☠️

Sirs

😂😂😂 So much is happening

Also.  The photo I just paused on.  (below)  I’m Ded.  DED!  DECEASED!!!  I REPEAT SIRS  ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️  I.  Am.  DED

Buddy.  There’s no need to be so in character in the bathroom.  Where no one can se— Ah I give up he’s insane

[Sir.  Sir.  Was that a stick-and-some-grenades or are you just happy to se-]  In👏🏼Sane👏🏼

[Sir.]  SIR.

THIS MAN AND HIS EXPLODING LIPSTICKS

WATSON HE ALREADY TOLD YOU THAT

Once more!

He looks like joker  [I KNOW]  Heath ledger one  [I gathered]

I was gonna say poor Sherlock, and then he sniffed the bloody rag, and ack!  And then… He Ed tossed it off the boat!  So ok, poor Sherlock!  [asdfklajsflkjf  Also he looked at Watson first.  He gave up the memory of his love interest while staring at Watson]  😭😭😭😭

Oh no not “violated”  [alskdjf]  They did enough of that on the train  [ALSKDJF]

The laugh!  I’m dead

[Bickering bros.  Married vibes]  Lovers  Jusssssst bros

Funny side story my dad got robbed by gypsies one time  [aslkdfj well damn]  Him and his cousin. The women seduced em, got em drunk, and robbed em blind 😂😂 ☠️☠️

Speak of the gypsy… I’m ded

Wot is this fucking movie?  Nope, that's it: it’s a bloodline thing… They are all insane

This screen is cutting it mighty close

I like this Mycroft! He a lot less assholish!  [This is true.  Just a little more... nekked  (I assume)]  Scratch that he’s just— well yes lol  But he’s way better.  Only good thing the other one does is allow Sherlock to be Enola’s caregiver

Well damn

Ahh more ofmd vibes with the hidden passage  [How dare you]  Wot 👀☠️  [Bring up the pain of that show]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️  [Twice]  😁😁 Not my fault  [Mmmhmm]  I say what I see

Le gasp  He’s been had

Oooooof ‘Splosion

[I love her hair]  YESSSS  

Well… is she takes Irene’s place they will just be dating different fonts of the same person  [aslkdfjalksdjf  I mean.  you're not wrong]

[Um.  Um.  Sherlock gave up his handkerchief (sign of past love interest) while looking at Watson; Watson gave up his scarf (sign of current wife) while looking at Holmes]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

Poor Sherlock

😂😂😂

Wait Wot.  Sir.  “Why would I want something I couldn’t control bobbing around between my legs”  SIR

ALSO THIS MAN IS ON A FUCKING PONY IM DYING  [Please don't; 'twould be a shame]  😂😂😂

This man and kicking in doors

Oooooop he’s been got

Buddy.  Why.  Would.  You.  Drink.  It.  Then again his body is probably just immune by now

Ack.  ACKKKKK.  ACKKKKK

[Now you'll understand why this song playing on my dryer is so fecking creepy]  Slasher flick ptsd  [alsdkfj]  Yes! Cause he is fucking creepy

Ooooo that got Watson up  [*simultaneously*  Also, the thing that motivates Watson most is the screams over the intercom, just to point out]  🙂  [aslkfdj]

["To whom"  Love you for that Moriarty]  Lol!  [Sorry, but the grammar obsessed me is happy by that]

Ooooooooop

[btw, this whole scene between Sherlock and Watson... I think it has Vibes.  It's been a bit, but I'm pretty sure]  Well damn.  [Yup, I was right]  🥺🥺🥺💕  ["Always good to see you Watson" and the hand on his arm and the-]

“You didn’t find me; you collapsed a building on me”

Oh shiiiit that’s scurry lol

😦  [:(]  Well damn

Oooop- He ded

Watson, he needs a kiss

Oh, wait… He’s got that thing!  The thing he used on the dog!  [It's called an adrenaline shot, dear lakdsjf]  Ack  [It's also called his wedding gift]

The fucking run

Ouch

Oh god they are gonna be fun to write  [I've come to the conclusion I have to do something too]

[*Sherlock mutters*  Watson: "Be nice"  Sherlock (essentially): "Fineeee"]

Wot the fuck is that house

☠️☠️☠️ No pressure

Nooooooo.  NOOOOOOOOO!!!???!  [:)]  I’m dying

Why.  Are they dancing.  Still?  [To be.  Subtle]  Of course

Yes, yes… So very subtle

[They're so.  This.  Bruhhhh]  Oh it’s not their first dance

Well he ded  [Poor Simza]

I’m ded… His disguises  [:)  One of my favorite bits from the original stories]

[Y'all gonna kiss?]  ☠️☠️☠️  They might  [I joke but also I don't]

☠️☠️  [Lestradeeeee]  🙂

[This is important.  This is why I asked if you knew what Reichenbach means.  It's a place, but it's significant for a reason]

Oh shit  [Yup!  He took over the monologue!  And did bad things with it!]  Oh shiiiit  The end

Bruh.  BRUH.  BROS  [He kept his eyes shut.  The last thing he saw... was Watson]  I KNOW.  I KNOW.  I FUCKING KNOW

ACK

🙂  I was about to kill you.  Just so you know.  [I figured]

– – – 

Wench: So, before your endpoint, I need to express just how much this story fucked me up.  I was a kid and we had a picture book.  "The Final Problem" it was called, and it was the story of Holmes and Moriarty and the Reichenbach Falls.  This was the cover.  (below)

Jezebel: Well damn!!

Wench: And when I tell you.  That that fucking book.  Made me cry.  (Makes me cry, if the time is right.)  Every.  Fucking.  Time.

Jezebel: Ack! Imma need them to get serious about the third movie now

Wench: That line?  About "in that dreadful caldron of swirling water and seething foam will lie for all time the most dangerous criminal and the foremost champion of the law of their generation."  is a paraphrase of one of the lines from that book.  And it is a rare day that I read it and don't struggle

Jezebel: ☹️☹️☹️☹️

Wench: Anyway... endpoint to you!

Jezebel: How feeeeeeeeeeeeeee- no. How fuuuuuuuuuucking dare you lead me into that ending blind you Wench

Wench: Because it deserved to not be spoiled.  My favorite part of the movie right there

Jezebel: Of all the dastardly, deceiving, horrrible things!  So evil!  So evil.  So *opens new Google Doc* evil  😭😭😭😭😭

Wench: We're gonna go back in our convo and find out that I did warn you and we just forgot… Devour, take two

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

Wench: You cannot tell me that scene wasn't golden though.  And the look?  The Look?!?!?!  THE LOOK.

Jezebel: It was.  He 😭😭 he smiled and just cartwheeeled off like yep all is good now I got one last look. 

Wench: Can you see why he's (this specific version of the character) on my fave list?

Jezebel: YES!  😭😭😭😭😭😭 Ahhhh I love RDJ omg

Wench: I meant the self-sacrificial bit but go off ig  ME TOO

Jezebel: Of course he is ma’am 😂😂 that’s just your type

Wench: I've been attacked.  It's true, but still

Jezebel: I'm not ok  😭😭😭😭😭  Even though I suspected he wasn’t dead… Mainly because there is a third movie in the works… I still am not ok.  I was like: Welp. This has been a good friendship. But I’m bout to head out now..

Wench: RUDE

Jezebel: Bruh by the time they finally make the third movie, there will be a third Enola Holmes and I’m pretty sure they said Watson will be introduced

Wench: Ooop-

Jezebel: I’ll have pre bros and post bros and I may just die.  Ngl I already have a doc like very VERY rough drafted for Enola Holmes Sherlock but I wanted to see the RDJ movies first ☠️ to get a better feel of how they act

Wench: I love it :)))  You got any other endpoint comments?

Jezebel: Yes!  Mary flipped her bitchiness in the end and I’m here for it

Wench: This is true!

Jezebel: And I love Mycroft!  But I can’t reallly think of much more endpoint ☠️☠️☠️ movies are hard ☠️ to end point I mean.  ‘Cause I feel like I explained enough through it, yanno?

Wench: Yeah, that’s fair.  Do you see what I mean about Die Forelle being creepy af now tho?

Jezebel: YES  Also, I’m hurt and now have to sleep on that, you Wench

Wench: Think of it this way... it's the ideal domain for fics… Angsty out the freaking wazoo

Jezebel: I KNOWWWW!  but you don’t have to pretend there’s a happy ending… You just expand it

Wench: The thing is.  The Thing.  Is.  Angst.  And Hurt/Comfort.  Have apparently become my ideal genres.  So… I need to come up with something to write  (PROMPTS ARE ACCEPTED at @scripted-downfall --- within the constraints of sooooo much work 😭) 

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ Yesss

Wench: But that's for a later time.  Ready to call it a night?

Jezebel: Yes!

Wench: Oh, what’s our next react?

Jezebel: The Musketeers, right?

Wench: laksjdf;lksajdf I was giving you the choice to pick something else.  Or say no

Jezebel: 😌😌Wench: Hell yeahhhhhhh!  Alright, then... 'Til tomorrow, for The Musketeers!