#hes not making 100 at this point and arthur is Not Helping by turning a blind eye to all that

[aria0fgold]

While typing up the previous post I just realized a common trait shared across all my favourites and that... their self-preservation is Broken, they're self-sacrificial, they all think it'd be better to endanger themselves for the sake of the people they care about. Head in hands... I set myself up for Pain when all my faves are running head first into death's door.

[runnning-outof-time]

Couldn't resist these prompts, so here you go:

placing a soft kiss on their forehead

For Arthur Shelby because I want all the soft things for that man.

Thanks for sending this in Akasha!!! I 100% agree with you there! 🥰❤️ also I promise blurbs aren’t going to be taking this same ‘encouragement’ vibe…or at least I don’t think they aren’t 👀👀 guess I’ll have to write them to find out haha. I should be writing Birmingham, but I had this idea instead…but don’t worry, the next chapter will be up before the weekend’s over.

PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!

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You’ve Got This

Arthur Shelby

Warnings: language

(Y/N)’s worried about the upcoming job interview that she has, so Arthur’s got to give her some words of encouragement.

“Whatcha workin’ on there, love?” Arthur’s voice came from the side of the room. It made (Y/N) look over to see him leaning up against the far wall, and she briefly wondered how long he’d been standing there.

“I’m making sure all of my papers are in order for the interview tomorrow,” she answered him, exhaling a huff then as she gathered her hair up into her hands, tugged on it softly, and then let it fall to her shoulders again.

“You nervous?” he asked her as he watched her movements, his brows furrowed.

“I am,” she sighed again, deciding to come clean rather than tell a lie.

“Why?” he asked another question. (Y/N)’s eyes snapped over to him and she shot him a deadpan expression as an inital reaction to his question.

He didn’t get the hint. “Why do you think?” she put the question back onto him, her words coming out more snarky than she intended to. Arthur stayed mum. “This is an opportunity that only comes once in a lifetime. What are the odds that a position opens up a week after we finally move here? I can’t screw it up or else…or else I…” she ended her ramble with a frustrated sigh when she couldn’t think of the words to finish off her sentence. She hung her head then, feeling like she was about to start crying.

The sound of footsteps echoed off of the hardwood then, telling (Y/N) that Arthur was approaching her. She didn’t look up though. Not until she felt the couch dip down next to her and the weight of a hand on her shoulder. Arthur waited until she was looking at him again to speak. Once she did, he spoke softly, “you’ve got nothing to worry about, (Y/N). You’re one of the smartest people I know, and any boss would be lucky to have you as their employee. You’ve got this, yeah?”

“But what if I choke? What if they ask me a question and I have no idea what to say?” she wasn’t on board with accepting his words of encouragement.

“Then you get to come back here and enjoy some time at home until something else comes up. I’ve told you before…you don’t need to work, we’ve got enough money to live off of for fucking years now,” he answered her, his stance not wavering.

“But I want to work,” she pouted slightly.

“I know you do…and that’s why you’re going to kick this interview’s ass tomorrow,” he said to her, a grin breaking onto his face when he saw a ghost of a smile appear on her lips. (Y/N) saw his grin and couldn’t help but smile wider. He always knew how to turn her mood around. “You’ve got this, (Y/N),” he enforced his previous point, leaning over to press a soft kiss on her forehead once he was finished speaking.

“Thank you, Arthur,” she breathed once he’d pulled back again. She now had a sincere smile on her face, and she couldn’t quite stop herself from reaching over and wrapping her arms around him. Of course she was still worried about tomorrow, but Arthur’s words of encouragement had brought her some much needed respite.

“You’re welcome, love,” he responded, a smile on his face again as he held onto her tightly, happy that she was now relaxed in his arms.

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[allyriadayne]

Can you talk more about your house Dayne headcanons? Especially if it's anything about Allyria or Ashara.

hiii sure, though some of them i've already written about here.

okay... let's see. i like to think ashara was younger than elia by more than a few years, the younger of elia's ladies and the only one who could entertain her and make her laugh when elia was in the worse of her pains (some kind of chronic illness?). very lively and carefree, the complete opposite of arthur who was too intense and serious for normal people. i am 100% behind tumblr user mylestoyne's version of arthur and i would not change a thing. i'm obsessed (if you search my arthur tag i'm sure i've reblogged some posts about it). i see her as deeply empathetic and sensitive.

i like the contrast of arthur being too enmeshed in the targ conspiracies while ashara is living the highborn single lady life in the capital, too worried about elia's moods than about aerys or the other lords. though while she was afraid of (and for) arthur, i think she was fascinated by him and could not make herself turn away. let me explain, being the sword of the morning is the top of the top, instant celebrity status, mythic hero sense of destiny. and i think having your brother become and embody this type of role is A Lot. esp bc arthur must have been facing the horrors of whether he was Worthy of wielding dawn and because i don't think he ever let himself be human, not before gaining down and not ever after. growing up with legends of swords of the morning fucks you up, it's like aegon the conqueror suddenly appearing to the targs. like. it's the SWORD that funded your HOUSE, the magic FALLING STAR embodied in the brother ashara always thought was more than human (or less?!?!?!?!). and while she chafed against arthur's bonds, i don't think it

in any case, i think ashara was a very social person, feeding from her connections and when she was sent (in disgrace?) back to starfall after getting pregnant, cut off from her friends and court, to the castle where only her little sister resided was very hard. now her baby is dead, her /brother/ is dead, lord dayne is still in the war, elia dead.... well. i could see her not having anything else to cling to.

i headcanon allyria was either the daughter of a second marriage or a very accidental baby because of the difference in ages between her and her siblings. i like to think her mother was an allyrion of godsgrace that felt very homesick and named her daughter in reference to her former house. of course she was the baby and of course she was spoiled esp because her older siblings were not in starfall at all (edric's dad serving the martells in sunspear, and arthur & ashara in the capital). she's the one who knows the castle best of all because she's never left it, a point of pride and of resentment. and speaking of resentment, while she was happy to see ashara come back to have her baby in dorne, she 100% hated her after she threw herself from the palestone sword tower partly bc as a child she didn't understand why ashara would leave her.

allyria never got on with her oldest brother that well, a massive age difference and the disparity in grief (he remembered ashara and arthur and loved them while allyria never really knew them) didn't help to make them closer, not even when they were the only ones inhabiting starfall after the rebellion. i headcanon allyria as somewhat an odd child to the adults around her, by all technicalities an only child, priding herself in her independence but yearning for company. lord dayne seeing this and not wanting her to grow alone he brings gerold from high hermitage (gerold's mother was a dayne from starfall) and they form a friendship. very pure and very healthy except when gerold needs to gain his spurs and thinks of himself as the man of the castle bc lord dayne as his knight master is too sick to perform the usual lordly tasks like ridding the lands from outlaws or performing justice. this i think contributes to his sense of importance and wanting the sword etc (he leaves starfall bc he starts hating lord dayne's weakness and allyria's passivity in this issue, he also needs to make a name for himself away from this).

allyria loves babies and when ned is born it's like the sun is, too. ned can't leave her and ned will love her for who she is and will not be as bigheaded as gerold. ned adores her in return. in my other post i explained my reasoning behind her betrothal to beric dondarrion, adding to this lord dayne and beric's dad might have been war buddies during the greyjoy rebellion and seen in him and his son people he could trust his sister and heir in case of his death. i don't think allyria seriously loved beric, i don't even think they met more than once or twice, but i do think she was deeply affected by the news of his "death" more for ned than for her being unwed now. she's become too used to be alone.

some made up miscellanea:

i know house jordayne is named for robert jordan the fantasy author but i like to think it's a stark-karstark situation with the daynes.

house dayne of high hermitage was created after davos dayne married nymeria of ny sar as a favor to him and his siblings.

dyanna dayne was also myriah martell's youngest lady and she and maekar fell in love. there was not meant to be another targ-dornish marriage due to the tensions but neither daeron nor myriah could separate them.

i like "fallen and reborn" for their house words bc it's the name of one of the first official visual art i saw of them back in the day. it also goes nicely with the mythical origin of their house.

[azures-bazar]

Caribbean Blue 

Yes this is 100% inspired by Enya's song.

I did not really like Chapter 5, but Guarma is seriously amazing. I love doing screenshots and short vids there, so here is another gif I made for the occasion ! (you'll see another one later on). Sean and Lenny having fun in the background is canon.)

Arthur Morgan x GenderNeutral!reader

Word count : 2.3k 

Short summary : In order to escape from the Pinkertons, Dutch decided to move states, making you travel to Southern Florida, on Islamorada.

A/note : Let’s just say this takes place in an AU where the gang randomly heads to Florida in mid Chapter 3 ! 

Tags : fluff, cute, Arthur Morgan is happy, beautiful waves, beaches, warmth, Chapter 3 inspired, you love swimming, real location, Islamorada

Your journey through Lemoyne had not been that endless, this was what you thought. Dutch had plans on moving further east, somewhere close to the Caribbean sea. The further they would go, the better. Even Hosea agreed with this decision, they would not be found this far. This "trip" from Lemoyne to Florida had lasted for more than a month, but it was worth it. You had loved every minute of it, gazing at landscapes from your horse or from the trailer, tightly wrapped in a blanket Arthur had offered you back in Blackwater. You loved the smooth transition from the bayous to the subtropical forests of Alabama, everything felt magical. 

The gang did not head to Southern Florida by the shores. You could feel Florida’s warm weather each time you would let your head pass between the trailer's flaps. The girls were excited to see the beach, so were you. You had never seen the sea before, only on pictures and paintings. It made you daydream about the colour of water, about the creatures inhabiting the greatest seas around the world. You would ask Arthur about what the sea looked like, and he would keep smiling at your excitement. 

"It’s just some water." he often said. "But it moves faster." 

Years ago, Hosea and Dutch had brought Arthur to the Pacific Ocean to show him how beautiful it was. Arthur could easily remember how excited he was, and how he had decided to run in the water after taking his boots off, dragging a fifteen year-old John in the process. Poor boy nearly drowned while Arthur was having the best time of his life, jumping between waves with the brightest laugh both Hosea and Dutch could remember. He was excited to see your reaction when you would finally gaze at the sea !

The gang settled near a few smalls towns, robbing banks before moving further south. At some point, upon reaching the southern part of Florida by night, Dutch robbed a ferryboat to allow you to leave the continent. By the time you climbed on the boat, you were asleep, unfortunately. Arthur carried you against him, wrapped in a blanket, while Hosea did the same to Miss Tilly. Poor girl was as excited as you were, the two of you had fallen asleep long before sunset, unable to keep up after spending endless days gazing at the landscape.

Arthur did not let go of you for the entire duration of the trip through the waves of the Caribbean sea, he even fell asleep at the some point, holding you against him on a sailor’s bed. You did not have much time to watch him asleep as lights were turned off in the cabin the two of you occupied along with with Tilly, Sadie, Mary-Beth, Charles, Javier and Lenny. The only thing you could remember from this trip was to wake up to Javier snoring beneath your bed and Charles grumbling about the overall noise of the boat. This short moment which did not last long since you quickly drifted back to sleep, nuzzling against Arthur. 

"Y/N, wake up."

"Hmmm..." you grumbled

"Come on, sweetheart. We’re here."

Arthur was gently shaking you, helping you out of bed. Your deep sleep did not allow you to feel that the boat had landed on a makeshift port of an island called Islamorada, where a few people already lived. You stretched a little, still drowsy as Arthur gently held your hand through the boat’s corridors, leading you out of the boat. You were blinded by this large sunlight, barely able to understand what was going on, but you could notice that the gang had settled its camp somewhere between a set of palm trees. 

"Still sleepy, huh ?" Lenny asked you, passing by. "You had some good sleep down there ! "

"Where are we ?" you asked 

"Islamorada, child !" Dutch shouted from the dock. "Now, some help is really needed to keep moving our stuff !"

You rubbed your eyes one more time, getting a clearer view of the surroundings. The location where the boat had berthed was fairly magical, you could not deny it. From an endless beach to these palm trees bordering it, and this clear blue water ! You let go of Arthur’s hand, moving closer to the boat’s guard-rail on which you leaned. You were like a child discovering something new ! You smiled, your eyes were wide-open as you could not help but admire this beautiful scenery. Just like on the pictures and on paintings, if not even better ! 

"It’s amazing !" you said 

"Sure." Arthur responded 

Arthur could not take his eyes off you. He was absolutely delighted by your facial expression, continuously smiling. He had never seen you this much thrilled to see something new ! Your happiness was heartwarming enough to cause his heartrate to increase. He bent a little over you and gently kissed your temple. Arthur could easily feel your excitement, especially as soon as you noticed Tilly and Mary-Beth playing in the waves, only wearing their undergartments. However, you had to help the others to set this new camp on place, which turned out to be very hard. You could not look away from this endless sea which was ahead of you. 

It took a few hours to move everything from the boat to the island. But, as soon as your tasks were finished, you quickly took a few of your clothes off and ran to the sea. You were quite surprised that the water was somewhat colder than the one of Flat Iron Lake, but you barely cared. You quickly buried your feet into the sand before letting yourself fall forward when a wave was about to take you. You laughed as you got your head out of water, watching fishes making their way around your legs, nearly screaming as you spotted a crab walk past your feet. It was magical ! All these tropical species moving by you, you had never seen any of them ! You kept swimming just above these fishes, still remaining close to the shore. You did not want to be taken away by these huge waves ! 

"Hey, has anyone seen Y/N ?" Arthur was asking to gang members

Arthur was gradually getting worried, unable to find you anywhere. He had been looking for you for more than a hour. Tilly and Mary-Beth were already back to camp and were doing their chores under Ms. Grimshaw’s sight, Kieran told him he had last seen you by the beach. Arthur walked past Jack, playing with a stick in the sand until spotting you playing in the waves. 

"Y/N !" he called you 

"Oh, Arth…- !" 

You had no much time to answer his call, large wave hit the back of your head and washed you ashore. Arthur quickly ran in the water to drag you out of it, you kept coughing. Swallowing this salty water felt terrible and was certainly disgusting ! Arthur lifted you above his shoulder to walk a few feet away from the waves, putting you down as soon as he acknowledged that you were no longer coughing. 

"Easy there." he chuckled. "You ain’t used to it."

"I’m gonna go back !" you said, making your way back to the sea 

"No, Y/N. It’s kinda dangerous, I’ll go with you."

You rose an eyebrow as Arthur took his suspenders off and unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it on the sand. You were surprised he would go with you, but his overall fear of loosing was certainly leading him to behave this way. You did not mind his overprotective side at times, still doing your best to show him how bold and brave you were. You were an excellent pocket thief and a skilled gunslinger, but the love Arthur vowed you often led him to be mortified whenever you would be sent en robberies alone. Arthur loved you so much that any scratch would cause him to panic, still displaying a rather sarcastic side whenever he found it was mostly a minor injury. 

Arthur grabbed your hand and walked into the water, plunging in one of the waves while you looked around, appreciating the view for a minute or two until he jumped out of water to scare you, clapping his hands on the water to splash you.

"Imma sea monster !" he roared

You nearly fell back as Arthur was mercilessly laughing before disappearing underwater for a second time, causing you to look around. Just like Sean and Lenny, Arthur had enjoyed having fun in Flat Iron Lake with you, he did not mind putting his seriousness aside to have a bit of "fun".

"Arthur !" you chuckled

You self something between your legs, Arthur had placed them on his shoulders and rose from underwater. You screamed as you could feel how tall you were over there, gazing around while spreading your arms wide to keep a minimum balance. You could see that Sean and Lenny were on their way to join you in your childish games, MacGuire was the one who loved that the most ! Causing mischief was great, but playing harmless games in the water was much better ! That view was quite enjoyable, you adored it, at least for the short seconds you spent on Arthur’s shoulders before he started a very sudden countdown. 

"Three !" he shouted 

"What ?"

"Two !"

"Arthur, wait !"

"One !"

You screamed again, laughing as Arthur fell backwards with you on his shoulders as soon as he shouted zero. You got carried by a wave, unfortunately swallowing that salty water again, causing you to jump out and cough before moving to Arthur, mercilessly splashing him. You wanted to take your revenge, but could not face him and his strength without someone else’s help. Thankfully enough, Sean and Lenny quickly came to your rescue ! Each one of them grabbed one of Arthur’s legs, causing him to fall backwards after screaming a little. 

"Excellent catch, Mr. Summers !" Sean laughed 

"Thank you, Mr. MacGuire !" Lenny responded 

Arthur rose from the water again, quickly grabbing Sean by the waist and lifting him up before throwing him a little forward, laughing so much that he would nearly suffocate. He did the same for Lenny, still acting in a rather gentle way, throwing him near Sean. Listening to Arthur’s laugh made your heart melt. His wet hair and short beard did not make things easier ! How handsome he was when he was laughing… smiles suited him more than his usual grumpy face ! His eyes sparkled like stars when he turned his head back to you, causing you to nearly collapse. You could not resist to his charms, to his smile, to his eyes. You could not. 

"Ain't ya a beautiful thing, Y/N." he smiled 

"So are you." you answered 

You had enough time to kiss Arthur before Sean jumped out of water and wrapped his arms around his shoulders and his legs around his hips, making him fall backwards. There was nothing so genuine than adults having fun in the water, cowboys bathing in the Caribbean Blue. The girls joined you later on, despite Ms. Grimshaw’s complaints about their careless behaviour. But all of you enjoyed something as simple as playing between these large waves. It was so much better than robbing banks, for some reason ! All of you felt safe where you were, no Pinkertons would ever come and find you on Islamorada ! 

You spent a few hours in the water before finally deciding it was time to go back to camp. This sudden childish attitude of yours had triggered an intense fatigue in all of you, but Arthur was the one who was the most affected by it. Earlier in the afternoon, you had enjoyed having Arthur embracing you, his head nuzzled in the crook of your neck while playing on the sand. That night, nothing was much different. Arthur was in the exact same position, resting above you like a blanket, his head placed on your shoulder, one of his hands holding the collar of your opened shirt. He loved being close to you, this close, resting into your embrace. You were reading a book to him, a book about the legends of the sea. And Arthur was so exhausted that he had been continuously drifting into sleep while listening to your soft and calming voice. The sound of the nearby waves did not help him stay awake either. 

"You can be so terrifying and sweet at times, Morgan…" you whispered, kissing the top of his head

"Mmmmh…"

Arthur grumbled a little, making you chuckle. You kept caressing his back with the tip of your fingers, enjoying this moment more than anything in the world. The waves were great, this landscape was amazing. But having your dearest man on Earth nuzzled against you felt like a treasure you were ready to cherish. He whined whenever you stopped rubbing his back and moaned of pleasure when you would proceed massaging his scalp. He adored your reassuring presence, just like he dared protecting you. You were each other’s treasures.

You kept reading until your eyes started closing themselves, causing you to place your book aside. You could hear Javier sing by the fire with Uncle playing some harmonica, while Micah was most certainly minding his own business by the sea. Hosea passed by your tent, you heard his steps and his chuckle. 

"Well, these two are asleep too !" he told Dutch. "Seems like everyone is exhausted around here !" 

"Playing in the sea like kids didn't help much, Hosea." Dutch responded with a soft voice. "They’ll be be feeling better tomorrow." 

"I hope, we need food here. This ain't a vacation."

Indeed, you needed food, and this was no vacation to anyone. However, nobody could deny how great this situation was, and how much everyone seemed to enjoy it. Even Hosea had walked by the beach, kicking the water a few times with a large smile. This place would be good for a while, that’s for sure. Everyone was safe, including Arthur, resting into your embrace. Everyone would be safe. At least, this is what you hoped. 

"Things will get better, things will be good. We're safe."

[cherry-pop-elf]

I hope this ask finds you well. I wanted to request some headcannons you may have about Bill Weasley? They could be like general hc about him or relationship hc, whatever you like.

Oh hell yeah-! My favorite mentally unstable boy! I love Bill so much. There is so much untapped potential with him. Kisses for you anon. On your little sunglasses head-! 💋

Some Random Bill Weasley 🧡 Headcanons

He was into curse breaking before he even had a wand. There was even a case where Arthur came home with a cursed watch someone snuck into his pocket, and Bill was able to de curse it. No wand needed. He was meant for greatness from then on

The reason Ginny doesn’t have any real long turn damage from the diary, besides ya know trauma, was because of Bill. Given his history of curse breaking, and 100% defiantly dealing with a Horcrux before, he was able to make sure she was able to recover to the best of his abilities. Helps that Ginny is a fighter all the same

His patronus used to be that of a lion, but after the werewolf attack it became that of a wolf.

He has a wand with a Horned Serpent Horn core. It’s perfect for a curse breaker. To help them sense danger when they can’t see or feel it themselves

The only reason he has long hair was he convinced Molly that he grew it out to help Ginny not feel ‘girly’ for having long hair. Charlie hates him for stealing his plans

He moved back to working at Gringotts after the war. As to be closer to George, given Fred’s passing. The goblins welcomed him with open arms, and give him scheduled time off for when the full moon comes around

Given he is a curse breaker, it literally sucks the life out of you. So he is rather pale and slender. It also means mental health is extremely important, so he has a lot of vacations. Along with is the family therapist. As if he wasn’t being the eldest

He works a side hobby with trying to find a cure, some kind of new medication, for Werewolfism. Since he himself did not suffer its extreme effects, he figured due to being a curse breaker, he figured a break through. That if you treat the wound quickly, as if a typical curse, it can be stopped

He is a leading advocate for werewolf equality, and uses his curse breaking title to hold weight in what he does and says. Hermione is proud, and Lupin is as well

He is also 100% part of Abigail’s Pack

And might have possibly slept with her dad at some point shushhhhh

Gerald Grey x Bill Weasley Art When?

He 100% is now super into pet play because of the incident, btw. Whoopsies!

Fleur sure isn’t complaining

He’s now called the “family dog” and he has bitten people so that didn’t help

Anyone that pisses him off he has bitten and made comments about how he ‘licked your stuff’ to scare them. You play stupid games you get stupid prizes. The goblins love him so you are out of luck

Speaking of them, it’s actually canon he was taken in as a curse breaker after Hogwarts. Meaning he’s probs one of the youngest curse breakers ever at being 17-18. So the goblins 100% are a bunch of old men with their ginger kid. Fuck with him? You have to deal with a bunch of angry goblins. Leave their adopted ginger alone!

[falloutcoys]

Here we go, the malevolent Kingdom AU (as I've been calling it in my head!). A million thanks to everyone in the gc who helped me flesh this out!

Arthur Lester is the ruler of his kingdom, and has a political marriage to a princess of another kingdom, the beloved Queen Bella. She passed during childbirth and the country mourned, but they had their princess Faroe so there was light.

Years later, there is word of a conquering kingdom, Carcosa, and their sorcerer king. They have taken over a nearby kingdom and are expected to send an envoy soon. Arthur takes his daughter riding. It was supposed to just be riding, but Arthur always brings his hunting bow. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a mythical black stag, and takes off after it. Faroe tries to follow, but her horse bucks when she tries to get it to jump over the river and she falls into it. Arthur doesn't notice as he continues his hunt. A stranger in a yellow cloak approaches, and rescues her. Arthur never finds her. She is presumed dead. He is plagued with dreams of her death, drowning, though he has no logical reason to suspect that.

Parker was a new knight shortly after the incident occurred. It was obvious that the king wasn't really present during the knighting, but everyone reassured him that this was a mourning period. That things would go back to normal shortly. But things never seemed to go back to normal. The years passed, and most advisors left the court. What point was there advising a king who never attended? But this was his home and he had worked so hard to become a knight. So, fed up, he marches into the king's quarters. It looks like the king has been over indulging in the strong wines for a very long time. Slurring his words, he tells Parker to leave, threatens him. Parker can't help but laugh. He is so far from scaring Parker. He drags the king to the washroom and forces him to clean up. This becomes a routine, and with some time Arthur stops threatening and starts talking. He never tells Parker exactly what happened that fateful day in the woods, but between what Arthur let's slip and the rumors he can figure it out.

For years, he never hears word from the wicked King in Yellow, until he sends an invitation. His daughter, the princess of Carcosa, has come of age and it is time to introduce her to the world. Parker convinces Arthur to go, and to Arthur's shock, he sees Faroe sitting beside the King in Yellow. She seems to be scowling at him. He tries to run up to her but is escorted out of the ball.

When they arrive home, Arthur and Parker work tirelessly to find information on Carcosa and its king. He is rumored to be immortal, but one text says that his immortality comes from a piece of his soul being put into a weapon, the most human part. This weapon is the only way to defeat him, though wielding it comes at great cost. They resolve to find this cursed sword.

They come across it on their adventure, and Arthur grabs it. The moment he touches it, he hears a terrifying growl behind him, and turns to see a beast fast approaching. Without hesitation he runs the sword through the beast. Arthur hears Parker call his name as he does, and only when the beast's heart has fully stopped does he see the truth. It was only an illusion, and he has just killed his knight, his only friend. A voice in his head laughs, but Arthur realizes it is coming from the sword.

The fragment of the King in Yellow that has been put into the sword has the ability to distort what Arthur sees, and speaks to him. It's power only grows with every death caused by it. But the journey seems to change the fragment, and as his only companion on this journey, Arthur begins to trust it.

Along the way, the come across many foes and treacherous situations along with allies, including a healer named Lily. At some point they walk into the land of the Fae and encountering their ruler, a being who loves to make deals and play tricks, who only goes by Kayne.

Like I said, not 100% fleshed out and details are liable to change but its been rotating in my head long enough it deserves to be set free. It first started bouncing around my mind when i saw this amazing art and has changed a ton since the first iteration I had! Please feel free to ask questions, use the ideas, etc.

[atom-writings]

how would the main 8 react to you saying something hurtful to them in argument

(Hetalia Main 8 x Reader) S/O Says Something Hurtful in an Argument

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N this is from almost a month ago but u guys r being.  So enthusiastic about the stuff i make that . i. Like. there i sMany more. Sore yr about it taking so fuckin long whoopsies

Trigger Warning: Angst, toxic relationships. It’s not that intense though.

“I was just trying to help you-”

“You can’t help anyone, because you can’t think of anyone but yourself!”

Instead of acting like a hurt adult, Alfred is going to act like a hurt child.

Although he’s not crying, it’s clear he’s on the verge on tears while he yells. Once you say something like that, he’s turning up the volume 100%. In his mind, if he can’t hear you, you can’t say something so awful again.

Plus, he’s so overwhelmed with emotion, he can’t do anything but spew petty insults. Once his feelings are seriously hurt, there’s no rational thinking in that argument anymore.

Although he may not seem it, he’s pretty sensitive. It’s not that hard to strike at his weak points and send him spiralling (just because of the power you hold over him.) And once he’s done that spiral, there’s nothing left for him to do but cry and yell.

“What, you’re trying to tell me I deserved this?!”

“God, Arthur! I should’ve listened to what everyone said about you, your family was right!”

Although normally he may just try to escape the situation, in that case, he’s staying to fight. Once you hurt his feelings, he’s pissed off beyond belief.

See, like Alfred, he never really learned how to actually deal with his feelings. Instead of telling you how he feels, how you’re wrong, or just to stop, he’ll just yell over you as much as he can. Although he may be more capable of listening to reason, it’s hard to get through his bombardment of manipulation tactics.

He’ll play the victim, act like he’s done nothing wrong, and throw everything back in your face. Anything to keep his mind on anger, and off of the tears welling in his eyes. Maybe just give him some space, and then he’ll try to apologize.

“How can I trust you when you do things like that?!”

“Ugh, I can’t stand you! You’re always so clingy!”

He’s not even gonna try to be coherent when you something like that. As soon as he’s hurt, here come the waterworks.

As you probably know, he’s very sensitive. So any argument ends up like walking on eggshells. Once he calms down, at least a little, you could talk to him reasonably, But then, he’s even more prone to emotional outbursts. He doesn’t intend to, but he always ends up acting the victim.

So basically, fights have to be super civil or else he’s gonna freak out. Then you have to deal with crying Francis. Immediately. Because you aren’t getting anything else out of him unless you try to backtrack as soon as possible.

“How was I supposed to know it’d go like that-”

“You always talk about your ‘wisdom’” you say mockingly, “but you don’t know anything about the real world!”

Despite a slight raise in tone, it’s hard to tell that what you said really hurt him.  He doesn’t even skip a beat- it’s just right into the fight. Even though he’s trying to grapple with the reality of what you said silently…

He won’t get emotional. If anything, he’ll dispute your insult just as he would any other point you made. But afterwards, when all is said and done, he’ll be a little more sensitive.

Luckily, he’ll actually talk to you about it later. Which is a whole lot easier for both of you. He knows that you can say things that you don’t mean in the heat of the moment, just as he does. Although it hurt his feelings, he tries not to take it too personally.

“I didn’t realize that that would-”

“You know, it’s no goddamn surprise that everyone’s so scared of you!”

Ivan has no problem comforting what you said head on. As soon as you say anything of the sort, he’s quieting. Stepping back from you, he’ll ask “How could you say that?”

Weirdly enough, having his feelings hurt seems to snap him out of anything other than all-encompassing sadness. Any other thing you two were fighting about is immediately out of mind as he questions whether you actually meant your hurtful comment.

And he’ll probably expect you to calm down too. If you continue yelling at him while he tries to register what you truly meant, he’s probably going to either completely shut down or just… leave. For an extended period of time, too.

Even if you resolve the issue in the moment, for a while, he’s going to remain a little upset. It’s definitely going to… alter your relationship just as it changed his view of you.

“I-I didn’t mean it-”

“You may have dated hundreds of women, but I’m finding it very hard to believe you really loved any of them!”

Although it may seem as if it didn’t faze him, that belief lasts only a moment. Feliciano is a sensitive man, after all.

First, he yells. Louder than you’ve ever heard him before. Everything comes spewing out of him at a speed you can barely register, high-pitched as ever. Then, he stops. Regardless of whether you keep speaking or not, he just stops responding.

He’ll try to leave the situation, in any way. Walking away, cutting you off, playing music over your voice, anything. He’ll try to end the confrontation. Which seems frustrating, until you see him start to cry. Even if he wasn’t in the wrong, through sobs, he’ll try desperately to apologize. He can’t believe you’d say something like that…

He’ll listen still while crying, but it won’t do much until you try comforting him. Which, thankfully, always works. After that, he may be more ready to have a civil discussion with you. Even if he’s still a little hurt.

“I was just trying to make sure everything went right!”

“Everyone thinks you’re a pain in the ass, and now I can see why!”

He won’t cry, he won’t scream, he’ll just become… eerily quiet. It seems as if your hurtful words immediately destroyed any spirit left in him to argue. 

Although you can’t see anything stark on his face, it’ll be obvious quickly that you seriously hurt his feelings. Considering how much it injured him, it’ll range from complete monotony, with short awkward sentences to him just leaving.

He doesn’t really know how to react, so he just… doesn’t. It’s hard for him to register what you truly meant by that. It’s probably better that he processes it alone rather than you immediately backtracking and trying to comfort him…

“You’re being unreasonable! Listen to yourself!”

“Ugh, if you’re gonna be like that, maybe you should’ve kept living all alone in that room!”

This’ll be one of the few moments that Kiku truly and drastically reacts to something you did. He’ll first stare in disbelief, unable to process what you’ve said. But after that, he’s more pissed off than ever. How could you disrespect him like that?

Of course, he’d rather not admit that why he’s really mad is because you really hurt him… he’d rather make it a “bigger picture” issue. He might not be able to admit it to himself… that would require releasing how much power you hold over him in that respect.

Although he won’t become irrational and erratic, it’s clear you crossed the line. Now problems from before, problems you thought you had resolved, are being brought into the fray. You’re in for a long night…

[doggirling]

official warrior cats au sir arthur/meadowstar redux... my main problem with his original design was that he didn't look lion-esque enough in my opinion (which is crucial for arthur in starstruck), so i changed up his chest fur a bit to make it much more mane-like! :P

+ realistic fur color alt !!! he is still green in catstruck (we are not aiming for 100% realism here) but i still wanted to make an alt version that'd show what type of normal fur coloring he'd have. i was wracking my brain over what coloring he'd be but my dear oomf rudy gave me a good pointer so he turned out to be a goldish-tan! i like it a lot because it still feels like arthur in a way (being how it matches his golden armor) ^^

other notes below. these are probably just rambly but they're things i didn't write on the actual picture to prevent cluttering. and just to remind or give anybody a heads up, this is a warrior cats au for my kirby story/ocverse. ⬇️

he's a fairly big + broad cat, even if you take away the extra size his thick fur visually adds. he's not as large as some others in this au (ie: dedede, cocoba, mallory, nightmare are all prob the biggest ones), but he's still on the large side of cats.

this was NOT an intentional design aspect i made consciously but thanks to another one of my oomfs attention to detail, i realized i made his tail look a lot like the plume on his helmet!!!

as stated i did not notice i did this the first time i designed him, and i then forgot and literally did not realize i did it AGAIN until that exact same oomf pointed it out like 'wow i love how his tail still looks like his plume 😮'. i have unintentionally made his tail look like his plume twice now without even realizing it.

still not exactly sure what clan he's leader of. i initially considered skyclan but that clan fit floralia so much better, so that got scrapped. i think he's still alive with some of his clanmates, but its a bit of a similar situation as to how shadowclan chased out windclan in the books, just to a VERY extreme and prolonged extent. like how nightmare defeated the gsa/star warriors in krbay, and they went into hiding for a long while before returning to aid in the final battle against him.

he and nightstar are obviously still nemeses/sworn enemies in this au. relations between their respective clans were extremely unfriendly/hostile, which wasn't helped by nightstar's more... vindictive, wrathful, and arrogant tendencies, alongside his dubious schemes. typical hero vs villain stuff.

um. despite all that, i think in catstruck, meadowstar and nightstar are gonna have to. well. break the warrior code a tad bit to have a fleeting secret affair, in order for chavra (ie: mossshade) to exist in this au. i normally wouldn't put arthurnight in here since that's a ship of mine that i only consider actually shippable in certain circumstances/stories, but i really don't think there's any possible way for the whole cloning aspect of chavra's creation to take place in catstruck, even with the fantasy rules already bent quite a bit. so she's just gonna have to get here the 'natural' way. i'll work out what was happening between those two later. but hey at least we're living up to canon warrior cat plot drama.

and before anyone asks, with starstruck story context translated into warrior cats context, nightstar was the one that carried and inevitably gave birth to mossshade. he's already dabbling in literal magic in catstruck, so i guess he might've been able to do some... sex-change stuff...??? IDK

mentored maplethorn (sir percival/falspar) and probably someone else before he became deputy/leader.

ive been sitting here for a fucking hour just writing facts about this guy so im cutting it off here. peace and love but i knew i was yapping

[icharchivist]

Ironically the Dragon Knights could also enjoy tabletop roleplaying games to varying degrees

I think Siegfried would try his best. It doesn't come naturally to him, but he makes an effort, even if he doesn't immediately understand the rules

Lancelot might actually get really into it

Vane is open for anything as long as everyone's having a good time. Also he brings snacks

Percy might complain a bit, but he can see the value in roleplaying since it allows you to consider other POVs

They just would struggle with creating a balanced party, but at least they won't constantly try to torpedo the DMs best efforts

oh god you're right.

Siegfried would be the one who stumble the most into it too because his definitions of "low efforts" would also be high effort for everyone else (re: how he can take down an army of 100 all by himself without cracking a sweat), so sometimes he ends up seeing he rolled low and he will say "so i'm taking on 50 people" and the DM has to explain to him that, this is, not how it works.

Lancelot and Vane would both be really into it. They probably grew up playing DND as kids as a training to be good knights, so they know all the obscure lore and details and also all the most obscure loophole you can imagine. If they're both players, they will come up with plans without even concerting one another taking the other's strength into account. Unstoppable unit.

Percival would be really against it at first until he sees it as an opportunity to explore scenarios and situations that he could have to tackle as a future king. But from that point on he becomes obsessed with the rules. Like he would read all of the books and really academically approach any situations. He'd be irritated by the way Siegfried never grasp them and the way Lancelot and Vane twist them around, but he knows instead he has to work around with them, not against them.

Vane could wrap up the Chickadee into playing because they'd love to share anything their captains would be playing. None of them really played DND before, so it's really about helping the kids through and not being too hard on them.

Arthur is constantly trying to solve things with kindness but ends up rolling low so everytime Mordred has to make sure his turns are made to protect Arthur from what he's done. He's constantly lecturing him somewhat. Tornelio has picked to be a healer and he's always so cautious about what he does, he never takes any risks. Cruz is mostly quiet and analytic and he doesn't take many initiative for himself except when he has to cover for Arthur or Mordred. And if Henry comes to join them he'd try to boast and make the most cracked background character but would constantly be rolling critical fails which embarasses him so much.

Aglovale could find it interesting, on the same wavelength as Percival, because it would be a way to analyse everyone's thoughtprocess into dire but fictional situations. In fact he might actually create problems on purpose to try to see how the group would try to approach those problems.

if Tor is playing as well, you have a very kind player who somehow comes up with the most convoluted plans everytime the DM put them into some trouble, and he seems like a reliable ally, if not for the fact that everytime Aglovale causes problems on purpose they share one look and you know that Tor is going to use his planning specifically to support his Lord and justify why his character would help Aglovale. And so now you have two manipulators causing warfare sabotaging the DnD group at once.

if Lamorak would get to play... on the angst side i'd see him play a healer if only because fantasy would make it possible, for once, that he can actually help someone with his magic. Only his siblings really understand the weight of that choice since he smiles through it all. Eventually everyone start to forget though because he also ends up causing problems on purpose, but unlike Aglovale who does that to test how people are going to get out of this one, Lamorak does it only for fun. Lamorak would also be the player who will add elements to the game only to see if it can help anyone around the table work through their trauma with their player character. The only one who sees through him is Dindrane and maybe Florence.

Speaking of Dindrane i think she wouldn't want to be involved nor play with anyone around this table, so she just is watching what Lamorak is doing while glaring daggers at everyone else. At best she'll """accidentally"" stumble on the table to force the dice to change where it landed to help out but that's it.

Gawain would refuse to participate to something this childish until Lamorak says that he's a coward and Gawain does everything to prove him wrong. He builds the ultimate self indulgent OP Tank character he can imagine. He also completely sucks at Roleplaying so it's really just his own Gawainsona. This is Gawain, his personality is whatever Gawain will reply when asked, and he's going to fuck you up. The only reason he doesn't yell that the dice doesn't count because he KNOWS he can take the enemies down is because Florence is hushering him on the side.

(if Bertilak joins the party he will do exactly the same but therefore with less violence, but Gawain would suddenly try to behave like a rolemodel for the kid and pretend that he never misbehaved while playing DnD. everyone is sighing at him).

Florence meanwhile would probably insist to DM i feel, because what interests her the most is creating scary situations to put her players through (like when she made the horror maze in her Halloween FE), and she's more interested with playing enemies of the party, wicked witches and stuff, which she can play better as DMPCs. As a DM also if she catches what Lamorak is doing about the trauma exploration, she will add to it because, let's be real, her cursing Gawain to have an armor that would slowly kill him unless he made good deeds, all while roleplaying as an evil witch, was her already being a DM to have him roleplay being a nice person for once before it backfire on their head.

....... i may have gotten a little carried away there but you catch my drift,

[scummy-writes]

Oh god I'm doing it. I'm putting it under a cut for everyone's sake.

I posted 766 times in 2022

255 posts created (33%)

511 posts reblogged (67%)

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I tagged 480 of my posts in 2022

Only 37% of my posts had no tags

#ikemen vampire - 202 posts

#ikevamp - 201 posts

#q - 87 posts

#smut - 74 posts

#ikevamp isaac - 66 posts

#ikevamp arthur - 59 posts

#ikemen vampire isaac - 57 posts

#ikemen vampire arthur - 54 posts

#replies - 40 posts

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Longest Tag: 133 characters

#vincent is wanting to set up painting outside somewhere and isaac runs into him trying to lug a bunch of stuff out and offers to help

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Musings

Pairing: Isaac/Mc(Reader)

Rating: Mature (there is not explicit sex, but still references/light discussion of sex)

Words: 889

Note: A short, unbeta'd and spur of the moment piece about 'Mc' asking a burning question or two after Isaac thoroughly spoiled them in bed.

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The night air was a relief as you rested on your bed, thankful the cool breeze coming from the window Isaac opened reached your burning cheeks. His usual shyness at your naked body was long discarded, his mind too busy with making sure you were comfortable as he came back to the bed, settling in beside you to kiss your temple.

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100 notes - Posted August 25, 2022

#4

Rating: Explicit

Words: 1,226

Tags: Masturbation, guilty pleasures, Isaac is a bit hard on himself

Full fic under the cut!

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It wasn’t often that Isaac was unable to sleep due to a certain flavor of… excitement. Though he had climbed into bed a couple of hours ago, he found himself with a peculiar itch nagging at him, causing him to uncomfortably toss and turn as he tried to calm his racing mind in any way that wasn’t what his body craved. 

He pinched the bridge of his nose as a heavy sigh escaped, eyes slowly blinking open to stare at the ceiling. The earlier talks with Jean and Napoleon, while the three of them bathed, were circling his restless thoughts still. They left him plagued, nearly wanting to beg with his mind for entertaining the heated thoughts that lingered.

Why, oh why, were the others so intent on bringing you up in the baths?

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134 notes - Posted April 21, 2022

#3

I've been doin some...Journaling? To destress and try not to get anxious so much, but it is Simp Journaling. Thought I'd share because I think it looks Neat but messy

Isaac's spread:

Arthur's spread:

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138 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

#2

This request is...old. like. Embarrassingly old to the point where I don't think the requester is even into ikevamp anymore- that old.

But. I wanted a small writing warm up while on my lunch break, so I whipped this up and the context of the ask is needed- so I took a screenshot so I wouldn't bother the person who asked, haha...

Short, unbeta'd since it's a request I'm using as a warm up, gets a little heated because while Mc might be innocent, Arthur is a pervert at heart (even if he's a sweetheart).

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This… was torture. Divine torture; pain that was worth bearing just to have you so close to him, but Gods, Arthur was suffering so.

You wiggled your hips as you settled in his lap, ignoring the wooden chair creaking as you leafed through the pages on his desk, "hm, you've written a lot today! Are you sure you're hitting writer's block, Arthur?"

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156 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Suitors reacting to Mc riding their thigh

Rating: explicit, minors dni

Suitors: Isaac, Arthur, Vincent

Prolouge: It happens as the two of you paw at the other's clothes, stumbing onto the bed between biting kisses. The lust is swirling through your mind, taking most reason away until you're whining, worked up to the point of throwing your leg over his thigh and seeking relief for the burning arousal coursing through you…

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185 notes - Posted August 22, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

Damn, I'm surprised over a lot of this LMAO. I'm surprised my #1 post was something random I just wrote super spur of the moment, *almost* didn't post since I wanted to add Theo and Comte but couldn't think of what to write, and finally said 'fuck it' and posted. Wow.

I am also surprised about my lil journal pages being popular too. I really want to do another one when I have the mental and physical energy to, haha.

I am happy that Isaac jacking off made it to the top five. It's as nature intended.

[hideawayintheimaginationworld]

A spolier pls

“I have to go immediately! There’s no time left to waste!” Lefty jumped up, running upstairs, he opened the door to his room and went into his closet, he pulled out his backpack and immediately looked inside, he had his emergency torch and batteries, a few flares, a camera, a first aid kit, his crowbar and a magic items like smoke bombs.

He slung on his bag, running to his son’s room, he knocked on the door.

“Alec! I have to go out! It’s an urgent matter I need to attend to!”

“Okay!” Alec replied from inside.

“I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, I’ll leave some money for you and everyone else to order pizza, then some extra just in case! I’ll be back as soon as possible, my boy! I love you!”

“Love you too Dad! Go kick ass!”

Lefty then knocked on his daughter’s door.

“Hazel I need to go, I might be gone for a while, I love you!”

“I love you too Dad!” Hazel’s voice replied from inside.

Lefty ran back downstairs straight into the kitchen, “Freddy you’re in charge! Keep everything in order!” He opened the cabinets, grabbing some food items for the trip.

“Wait!”

“Huh?” Lefty turned to Freddy, who stood in the doorway looking nervous.

“I… I… I wanna go with you!”

“What? Freddy, no, it could be dangerous.”

“The more reason I should come with you! Please Lefty, we figured this out together!” Freddy clapped his hands together in a pleading manner, “I want to help you!”

“What about Gregory??”

“I can contact Arthur Blythe and ask him to watch him.”

“Freddy, no-”

“Come on! Let’s do this together! I will just be sitting here constantly thinking something bad happened to you!”

“Going to Florida isn’t a quick trip, we would be gone for a few days at least.”

“All the more reason I should go with you!” Freddy nodded.

Lefty could see the good point he was making, it could be dangerous and another set of hands wouldn’t hurt, he certainly wouldn’t bring along his children given what he would likely face and asking any person was out of the question.

However, he considered the other side of the coin, Freddy had Gregory to care for, and he was unsure that he could 100% protect his beloved friend, and he knew if he let Freddy wander into danger and he got hurt or worse, torn to shreds, he would never forgive himself.

It was too much.

“No.”

“Lefty-”

“I said no and that’s final! Stay here where you are safe!” Lefty yelled as stuffed a packet of “Cloud Puffs” into his bag.

[anunvalidcritic]

The Boys: SN3.3

(DISCLAIMER: MY OPINION IS MY OWN AND CAN BE DEEMED INVALID TO THOSE WHO DON’T CARE FOR IT.)

“Let’s hear it for the boys!” - B12... If you don’t get this then... I’m not sorry. 

                                           Barbary Coast

Beauty Pageants are fucking insane with that being said... the talent section is always the best. 

“Pain is weakness leaving the body.” - DONNA

We really need to sign up to have kids because a child shouldn’t have to go through that. 

Yo, it’s at the talent section!!!

DONNA JANUARY = JUNE GEORGE

ASHLEY looked like she was barely making it across the hallway lol

Naked...on a leather couch?!??! Ik his ass is sweating!!!

LMAO ofc the urban areas didn’t give a fuck about that speech... dude is fucking wild. 

ASHLEY gettin’ hot and bothered ROFL

Seeinf BUTCHER as a supe is pretty fuckin’ awesome though

“I’m-a be back, you got to police your shit. This is the Flatiron Building. It’s a historic motherfucking building. We got to put some respect on the building’s name.” - MOTHER’s MILK

WELCOME BACK M.M.!

MEMORABLE DIALOGUE

M.M. - “Uh-uh-uh. Use a plate.”

FRENCHIE - “But I don’t use a plate when I eat your mother’s sweet and savory vagin.”

M.M. - *stares then giggles*

KIMIKO I agree with you 100%!!

Cunt of the Year Awards lol

Woow.... HUGHIE said either I’m all in or it’s nothing!

LMAO FRENCHIE already got him covered!

...YIKES....

pantydroppers and 11-14 yrs should definitely not be in the same sentence.

It’s nice to see CHERIE again. 

Eleven kilos!! Oh, she was pushin’ pushin’!

A-TRAIN = RIHANNA

KIMIKO + RYAN = BFF

MALLORY just spill the fucking beans we don’t have all day!

Fuck MALLORY, fuck the government because they clearly don’t want to see any minotiies thrive.

STAN EDGAR!?!?! So, these motherfuckers are old old!?!

Who tf tans and smokes a ciggy at the same time?

Nah, because why did SOLDIER BOY look like he was about to cry when saying, “If you were a little nicer, maybe you’d find a man.” That lip quiver took me out ROFL

So, V24 gives folks the shits??

THE DEEP is fuckin’ weird man and so is his wife 

STARLIGHT stand up for yourself! Don’t be scared of that motherfucker!

QUEEN MAEVE is from a “cousin fucker hick town”

Did this motherfucker not learn from the dolphin incident?!?! Now he’s tryin’ to get with the octopus?!?!

I understand RYAN is attached to BUTCHER, but why tf would you he jiggle the doorknob to help him in the bathroom???

“Since when you been down for any cause?” - A-TRAIN’s BROTHER

A-TRAIN has a point, but he’s needs to stand for something that has true meaning. 

These must be the people CHERIE were talking about...

“Yevgenny. How’s your wife? She still enjoy getting her salad tossed by a Frenchman while her husband tosses nothing?” - FRENCHIE

BUTCHER better not burn that fucking house down with his laser eyes...

RYAN + BUTCHER = A Unique Dynamic Duo

SWATTO deserved what he got.

Dude was shooting just to shoot smfh

Well, at least we have an explanation for BLACK NOIR’s face...

Oh BUTCHER, don’t push RYAN away

Hey, at least he controlled his anger. 

“I’m sorry Yevgenny got a bit rough. He’s still upset you ate his wife’s anus.” - NINA

Not the Honda Odyessy Mini-Van!!

I forget that FRENCHIE’s real name is SERGE

Vicent Cassel?!?! I didn’t know FRENCHIE got down like that!

KMSL THE SEAFOOD FOR DINNER

THE DEEP is going through it at the dinner table

“EAT THE FUCKING OCTOPUS” - CASSANDRA

SUPERSONIC is team ANNIE

Don’t start getting weak now BUTCHER

EWW RIGHT ON HIS FACE?!?!?!

HOMELANDER isn’t shit, but we already knew this.

STARLIGHT turned into ARTHUR for a minute.

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If I say that I’m flabbergasted, would you believe me!?!? Here’s episode two and the link to episode four will be put here soon. Even though we have to wait until next Friday, you should always remember that everyone’s a critic when their opinion matters the least. 

[stateofsport211]

Saint-Tropez Ch QF: Liam Broady [9] def. Arthur Cazaux 7-6(4), 3-0 Match Stats

📸 ATP/WTA Joint App

Cazaux might have been grinded physically as a result of numerous lengthy rallies from the middle of the first set, but the fall did not help either, which made his retirement understandable (for precautionary reasons). He might have had his moments until Liam started to absorb his pace thanks to his shot-making prowess, but Liam managed to take advantage of the rally situation by going after his shots as well as landing winners, hence his 7 opportunities to break while slightly leading with 4% more break point conversion rates.

On the other hand, despite Cazaux scoring 3 more aces than Liam, Liam appeared more solid in his service games thanks to a decent follow-up, especially right after he broke back to 4-3. Landing 56% of his first serves in, he won 74% more of his points from there while he sought after Cazaux's second serves, which appeared to be more vulnerable with a 43% winning percentage despite not double-faulting at all throughout the match to Liam's 2. Talk about the aforementioned rally tolerance and point construction carriage in his follow-ups.

As a result, Liam landed to the Top 100 for the first time ever at 97 live to back up his Vilnius Challenger title (won last February), as well as his third-round Wimbledon run several months back. However, he has a chance to solidify his position in tomorrow's semifinals, where he faces Radu Albot, who earlier defeated Gijs Brouwer 6-3, 3-6, 6-2 in the quarterfinals. This could be a tough one, but it could also be interesting to see how everything turns out.

[readingforsanity]

The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot | Marianne Cronin | Published 2021 | *SPOILERS*

An extraordinary friendship. A lifetime of stories. 

Life is short. No one knows that better than 17 year old Lenni living on the terminal ward. But as she is about to learn, it’s not only what you make of life that matters, but who you share it with. 

Dodging doctor’s orders, she joins an art class where she bumps into fellow patient Margot, a rebel-hearted eighty three year old from the next ward. Their bond is instant as they realize that together they have lived an astonishing 100 years. 

To celebrate their shared century, they decide to paint their life stories: of growing old and staying young, of giving joy, of receiving kindness, of losing love, of finding the person who is everything. 

As their extraordinary friendship deepens, it becomes vividly clear that life is not done with Lenni and Margot yet. 

Fiercely alive, disarmingly funny and brimming with tenderness, The One Hundred Years of Lenni and Margot unwraps the extraordinary gift of life even when it is about to be taken away, and revels in our infinute capacity for friendship and love when we need them most. 

Lenni is a 17-year-old girl with some terminal illness. It is not discussed what she has, though we can likely assume that she has some form of cancer. She is a permanent resident of the Princess Royal Hospital in Glasgow, though she herself was born in Sweden. 

Lenni is a questioner of authority. Though not particularly religious, she has requested that she got to the hospital’s chapel, and it is here that she meets Father Arthur. She questions God, and the two form a friendship together. 

With the help of a temp employee, an art room is created for the residents of the hospital. Classes are held by age group, though Lenni doesn’t particularly get along with anyone her age, and felt most comfortable in the group for over 80′s. Here she meets Margot, a woman of 83. Together, Lenni realizes that the two of them, despite their illnesses, have lived an extraordinary 100 years. And an idea comes to Lenni: they will paint one painting for every year of their life to form 100 paintings. 

In the meantime, Lenni and Margot share stories of their life. Lenni shares that her mother dealt with some form of mental illness in which she was often quite manic, being unable to fall asleep for days or weeks at a time. Her younger years were quite happy, documented in the form of home videos. She moved to Glasgow with her parents, but they did end up divorcing at some point, and eventually, her mother left Lenni with her father when she decided she just couldn’t be a parent anymore. 

Margot shares her entire 83 years. How she met a man named Johnny when she was just an 18 year old, and two years later, they married. After a vacation together, she realized that she had become pregnant and 9 months later, their son, David, was born. However, David was just a young toddler when he died of a heart defect that wasn’t noticed at birth or thereafter until it was too late. Johnny was nowhere to be found when David had died, and shortly after that, Johnny left her and Margot never saw him again. 

She went to London in hopes of running into him and planned to file a missing persons report in order to locate him, but instead she met Meena, an activist for animal rights while sitting in the police station. Meena invites her to stay with her in a bedshare, and for the next 12 years, the two of them live together as roommates, but their friendship turns into something deeper, although neither of them make a move to do anything about it, likely because of the times when being in love with someone of the same sex wasn’t as accepted as it is today. 

Though Meena won’t admit that she is in love with Margot as well, Margot decides to move on. She travels to the countryside, and while driving on a darkened road nearly runs a man down who had been standing in the middle of the road. It is here she meets Humphrey James, a man obsessed with the stars and space. The two court each other for years, eventually marrying. They live seemingly happy together until one morning when Margot awakes and Humphrey believes it is her 66th birthday, which is in January, and the time is now March. 

He is diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease, and eventually is sent to live in a care home. He makes Margot promise that when he begins to not be able to recognize his own wife that she should move on, never to return. For a year, his memory holds pretty well but then he begins to slip again. When he makes a comment to Margot that he isn’t aware of who she is, she says her goodbyes. It isn’t until after he had passed away that Margot realized that he had lied, that he had remembered her but that he was telling her it was okay to say goodbye and to go and find her true love, Meena. 

Instead, Margot ended up with heart problems, which caused her to have to spend her remaining days in the hospital. She is thankful for the time she was able to spend with Lenni, who unfortunately passes away before the end of the story. Lenni had changed Margot and came to think of her as her own daughter or granddaughter, and she misses her quite frequently. 

However, Margot is about to undergo a surgery on her heart, and if all goes well, she will travel back to Vietnam where Meena is currently living with her now adult son, to finally say yes to her. While the question itself was never realized, we can assume that the question is to marry her as a ring is mentioned a few times. 

Discussion Questions 

1. If you were going to paint memories from all the years of your life - which moment or memory would you paint first? I have a few: the day I married my husband, and the day I brought my two daughters into this world in 2017 and 2021. 

2. Friendship is a big theme of the book, how do Lenni’s friendship with Matgot, Father Arthur and New Nurse change her? Her friendships with them allow her to act more mature than she is for her age. She is scared, as any child would be. But the conversations Margot, Arthur and New Nurse have with her ultimately give her pause, allow her to think strategically and gives her purpose in her short life. 

3. What do you think happens to Margot after the end of the book? Do you think she makes it to Vietnam to see Meena again? I like to think so, but I’m also a rationale person. While there is dangers in anyone undergoing a major surgery no matter their age, Margot is 83 years old and the chances of her making it through her surgery lessen with each passing day. But, I’d like to hope that some miracle happened, she made a full recovery and made it back to Meena. 

4. Margot travels to Vietnam to see Meena - where is the furthest you have travelled to see someone you love? To see someone I loved? El Paso, Texas, which is about 1400 or so miles away from my current location, and where I left to begin traveling there. My husband was deploying, and we wanted to see him before he left and the opportunity came up and we flew for the visit. The furthest I’ve traveled with the person I love? Svalbard, Longyearbyen, which is the northern most inhabited point in the world.  

5. If Lenni had grown up, what do you think she might have done with her life? I think she would have continued to study art. She wasn’t particularly good at it, but with more practice, she could have gotten really good. She seemed to enjoy painting their 100 years. 

6. What do you think draws Margot and Lenni to each other? I think Margot sees a lot of herself in Lenni. Maybe not when she was a teenager, but when she had met Meena and she began participating in the activism that Meena did. Lenni was a bit of a rebel, or at least tried under the circumstances. But, Lenni was looking for a motherly figure while Margot was looking for the child she lost. 

7. How did Margot change throughout the different stages of her life? Margot went from being somebody’s wife and mother, to not being either after her husband left and her son died. Then, she went to being someone’s roommate and falling in love with that person only for it to go nowhere, before she finally settled down and met the man that she would fall in love with and marry and live out the end of his day’s. She changes so much, as we all often do as we age. Margot deserved the world, and eventually, she got it. 

8. Lenni and Arthur have very different opinions, but they manage to be friends anyway. What do you think makes them so compatible? Lenni questions Arthur, and Arthur tries his best to get her to see the ways of the Lord. They balance each other out despite their obvious differences in religion and age. 

9. Do you think Lenni and Margot were destined to meet and become friends? I do. I love their characters together. I’m so glad that they had each other and that Margot could be there with Lenni in the end. 

10. If you were telling the story of your life, what would be your favorite chapter? My life is short - I’ve only lived 32 years, almost 33. Not a lot has happened in my life that is exciting. But, if I could tell my story, my favorite chapter would be around the time that I met my now husband. I was young, still in high school, my junior year and he was a freshman in college. The following year, right before the beginning of senior year, we spent nearly every day together. It was then that our friendship was truly formed, which eventually turned into crushes on both ends. While it didn’t go anywhere until a few years later, that summer was one of the best summers of my life, and I often think about it. It was the beginning of our love story.  

11. The hospital is a big part of the book - when was the last time you visited a hospital and how did you feel when you were there? Three weeks after the birth of my daughter, I began having severe back pain. I tried to play it off that it was just my arthritis flaring up and with time, it’d at least calm down but it didn’t. One night, I drove myself to the emergency room no longer being able to take the pain. I was admitted, and I was devastated. I left my husband home alone with our two kids for the first time, and I cried the majority of my time there. I was in pain, I was scared of what was happening to me and I just wanted to be home with my family. It turned out, I had a massive gallstone lodged in the inner duct works, and I needed to have it demolished, and eventually my gallbladder would come out as well. 

12. Why do you think Humphrey pretends to have forgotten Margot when he is in the care home? He didn’t want Margot to see him continue to deteriorate. So he let her go before she could let him go. 

13. How do you think Lenni’s unusual home life affected her? She saw her mother basically disappear before her eyes before her mother seemingly disappeared. Though she tried to visit, Lenni would have none of it and I don’t blame her. 

14. Lenni isn’t sure about her religious beliefs, but she still visits the chapel - why do you think that is? She wants to have some sort of religious beliefs, and wouldn’t you want to visit somewhere that wasn’t your hospital bed? From the sounds of it, she didn’t even have her own room, only a portion of a room partitioned off by a curtain. 

15. If you could visit one of the times or places in the book, where would you go? I’d love to have visited London in the 60s. 

16. Margot moves to London despite not having any plan for when she gets there - if you could move to any city, where would you go? I’m not sure. My husband and I have been toying with the idea of moving to the Southern states. At first, we were thinking Tennessee, then Alabama and even Georgia. We’ve lived in Illinois our entire lives, and both of our families are here so it’s going to be a hard decision no matter what. 

17. If you were to make a film of Lenni and Margot, who would play the lead roles? It may be too late now, but I think Lenni could have been played by Chloe Grace Moretz. She has blonde hair, like Lenni, and I think she would have been a good fit for the role. For some reason, I envisioned Betty White as Margot. She always gave off a motherly/grandmotherly vibe despite not having any children of her own. 

18. Why do you think Lenni struggles to make friends with people her own age? Unlike Lenni, the majority of them aren’t dealing with terminal illnesses and facing death, while the older individuals she spends time with, even if not terminal illnesses, could face death at any given point due to their age.  

19. If you could be friends with one character from the book, who would it be? I’d be friends with Margot, 100%. She seems like such a genuine soul. I could listen to her stories for hours. 

20. Which friend or relative will you pass this book onto when you’ve finished it? Since I borrowed this book from my local library instead of purchasing, I won’t be physically passing it along to anyone. However, I did recommend to a friend that they should add it to their TBR pile, and she is going to read it once she finishes another book she is reading. 

Questions provided by Penguin.com.au 

[the-firebird69]

Looks like there are two ways in the front to the spirals and they're not it's only one way in you have to go through both and it's way of examining people and check them out every time it needs to start laughing when you hear stuff looking around so I do it all the time. Did it back then too it would stop people occasionally. Cuz the changed hands then back. And Tommy have to become a monster he said he'd debrained a whole bunch of giants. It did not do that to ours and he sees a helm down there and can't figure out whose it is.

I was trying to make designs to put this Castle in as our version of Disneyland. And it is going to be a different name but both the same name and I will of course have to pick it but I'll run it by him and here's the point he looks at the castle they supposedly copied and it doesn't look like it you look at this Castle if you turn it 360°. At some point it looks like the castle that is at Disney world and they almost match up 100% had a certain certain angle there's about two rooms that are missing but about 80% match and Max said you can't build the same castle or even like the same look it doesn't look the same unless it's at the same angle and can't really change anything cuz I built it that way and his looks like this one look it's the same family but their Castle looks like this and it's different and it's symbolic of us being a different kind and Max doesn't want it out so just is not really that deep but people will make all sorts of you she says we have to do it and right now someone build a replica he says it's not a big deal these days to build something like that that size and in back then it was in the seventies and eighties or whatever 60s I think it was a big deal in America to have something like that now it's a small Castle you know people don't build castles and I hear what you're saying it's not really that huge based on today's building standards so I want to build it, and just like it is in a replica supposed to be new material and it would look new and I'll colorize it the way I want he likes it it says do I have a room and it says you're in my room with me. Good.. he says he tries to dump it in there I'm ready for it to California and the governor is cleaning his watch off and Trump is ready to take his job. So wonderful Castle News amazed at the security system and he figured it out before I said it it's nice though and it's the way it is he says I suppose we can have a circular drive I'm laughing right now

Hera

Zues

I must go there they say they must too and they have to scan it and stuff she says she has the scans no since he's going to scan it it's getting it head to toe but really what I'm looking for is their Crest and stuff and it looks like Dave's and carols but it's different I don't want to see who this King Arthur is and they say it's probably time you have and that makes sense and I know it just looks like and searched in Liverpool and didn't find it it says it's got to be there check underneath the throne yeah I looked under there where would you put it I just figured out something perhaps they usually put it but hidden I know but it's tricks and that kind of stuff and I couldn't find it I see what you're saying to see it in a certain light that's in the dark and I may have missed it I'm going to go back.

Mac yeah I'm bringing an army it's in Britain it's going to go there for a minute keep everybody off that'll help out a little LOL

[randomvarious]

Today’s compilation:

The Sun Story 1986 Rock & Roll / Rockabilly / R&B / Country / Blues / Pop

Ending this little foray of mine into Sun Records with this wonderful retrospective of the entire label, which, I'll reiterate one last time, is one of the most important record companies in the history of music, because it helped shape the path of rock & roll and had some enormous stars on its roster throughout the 50s, including Elvis Presley, Johnny Cash, Roy Orbison, Conway Twitty, Jerry Lee Lewis, and Carl Perkins. In those early-to-mid-50s years, there was a whole southern confluence of R&B, blues, soul, country, rockabilly, gospel, and eventually rock & roll, and Sun proved itself to be right smack-dab in the middle of it all, with its headquarters stationed in a multicultural Memphis, Tennessee, where both black and white artists were able to flourish, locally.

But, actually, to do just a tiny bit of hair-splitting here, this 1986 double-LP from Rhino Records isn't just a rundown of Sun (a Sundown?); it's more so a presentation of some of the greatest triumphs of the career of its very own founder, Sam Phillips. And as such, this compilation doesn't just contain stuff that was released on Sun. For example, a song that a lot of people contend is the first rock and roll record ever made, "Rocket 88," by Jackie Brenston with The Delta Cats (which was really Ike Turner and his Kings of Rhythm), was leased to Chess Records in '51, and predates the establishment of Sun entirely. But Sam Phillips recorded it in his own studio and was its producer too!

And there's other momentous occasions like that one that are on this album as well, like Elvis Presley's first ever single, "That's All Right (Mama)," which brought him to instant local fame in Memphis in 1954, and is another record that some claim to be the first ever in the history of rock and roll. Plus, other than just being a first in potentially multiple ways, it's also just a terrific mid-50s tune on its own, in which Presley speeds up the original 1946 blues version by Arthur Crudup and debuts his own trademark vocal gravitas on it 🤩.

And another highly important song on here is "Bear Cat," by Rufus Thomas, who turned out to be Sun's first substantial discovery. It's an answer to Big Mama Thornton's "Hound Dog"—the very one that Elvis would go on to immortalize in the latter portion of the decade—and it represented both Thomas' and Sun's first big hit, topping out at #3 on Billboard's R&B chart in 1953.

And there's a lot of other great songs on here that are worth talking about as well, but I'd be remiss if I skipped over Charlie Rich's "Lonely Weekends." He does an Elvis impersonation on it—which, say what you will about that—but its production, with the gospel choir-type backing of The Gene Lowery Singers, as well as a sax-laced instrumental bridge that's outfitted with reverbed click-clacking percussion, is pretty astounding. A remarkable chart debut for Rich there, peaking at #22 on the Hot 100 in 1960.

It's no doubt hard to really present the true essence of Sun in just a single volume of 28 songs, but this release does a pretty damn spectacular job of it. And don't mistake it for the curtailed CD release that came out a year after this one, because it's *very* inferior. The eight extra songs on this double-LP makes it the Sun entry point that you need if you've never delved into this eminently crucial label’s discography before. AllMusic rates it at five stars and so do I. It's simply essential listening.

Highlights:

Jackie Brenston with The Delta Cats - "Rocket 88" Jerry Lee Lewis and His Pumping Piano - "Great Balls of Fire" Billy Riley and The Little Green Men - "Red Hot" Johnny Cash and The Tennessee Two with The Gene Lowery Singers - "Straight A's in Love" Little Junior's Blue Flames - "Mystery Train" Johnny Cash and The Tennessee Two - "Folsom Prison Blues" Johnny Cash and The Tennessee Two - "Get Rhythm" Bill Justis - "Raunchy" Charlie Rich - "Lonely Weekends" Jerry Lee Lewis and His Pumping Piano - "Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On" Rufus 'Hound Dog' Thomas Jr. - "Bear Cat" Elvis Presley, Scotty & Bill - "That's All Right (Mama)" Johnny Cash & The Tennessee Two - "I Walk the Line"