#proud book snob

[tossawary]

To be fair to Mr. Darcy in "Pride and Prejudice", I would also probably appear rude, proud, and altogether snobbish if I was stuck with the knowledge that everything I said was going to be fawned over or criticized by Mrs. Bennet, Caroline Bingley, Mr. Collins, or Lady Catherine. Like, he IS being a genuine snob at points and rightfully gets called out for it, but it definitely doesn't help that for the majority of the first part of the book, most of Darcy's conversations with Elizabeth happen when they're trapped in rooms with some of the Most Annoying People Alive.

POV: You are Fitzwilliam Darcy and cannot help but be intrigued by Elizabeth Bennet, a young woman with fine eyes and a lively manner. You would like to get to know her better. Unfortunately, Mr. Collins is here too, and he will tell Lady Catherine literally Every Single Thing you say.

[writingsofwesteros]

Imagine Jace’s Valyrian looking sister being a snob and bratty wife. She loved her brothers, however, she blamed their stupid genetics for letting the Strong knight’s seed win over their Targaryen seed. She’s similar to Daemon very prideful of her Valyrian ancestry and took pity on her brothers from looking like bastards. After resolving, her quarrels with the Queen, Rhaenyra decided to keep the Valyrian tradition of wedding siblings to one another, much to her daughter’s disgust. She would’ve love to marry her uncle Aegon or Aemond, perhaps even wait for little Aegon or Viserys to grow up, any other true Valyrian man besides her plain featured brothers.

But none of her tantrums worked, even earning her a slap from her mother after calling her brothers brown-haired bastards. Instead the princess followed her mother’s steps, she was able to convince her uncle Aegon quickly to fuck her for the next couple of nights leading up to her wedding. As for her uncle Aemond, it took her few tries but she was able to get his approval after telling him, his seed could be the one that impregnates her with her first child, the thrones heir.

So for the next few years, the princess birthed a few silver-head babes, while many could argue it was due to the princess and her mother’s hair, their features said otherwise. Her first children were a set of twins, boy and girl, just like her and her brother. However, little Maegor and Visenya favored the looks of her uncle Aemond, having his sharp chin and tall-slender figure. As for her next child, it was a little boy named Aelor, who looked exactly like the dowager queen and her eldest son, Prince Aegon. A cheeky little mama’s boy who was very fond of Sunfrye The Golden. However, her last child, an unexpected pregnancy was a shy little boy who despite his features was very much loved by his mother due to his silver hair with small fading brown ends and bright violet eyes, named Rhaegar.

Her mother knew better, she knew the true parentage of her first three children but she couldn’t do anything. It would’ve been hypocritical of the Queen to question the paternity of her grandchildren. As for the dowager Queen, despite her uncertainties of bastards holding royal claims, she couldn’t hate the children as they were blood of her sons. She even found some fondness on little Aelor, imagining as if her son had been reborn and she could be a much better parent than when she was younger.

YES PLEASE

Bratty Princesses are always so delicious ;) poor Jace having to put up with it but its all his fault.

Daemon is enjoying watching all this from the side. It seemed he had rubbed off on at least one of Rhaenyra's children, thank the Gods.

Maegor being just like Aemond; strong, fierce and proud. He enjoys the history books too , which is what he bonds with Aemond on. His little face is always so serious.

Visenya was the one to look out for. Just like her father , she claimed a large dragon at a young age whilst her mother fought against the worry threatening to overwhelm her.

Aelor was just the sweetest little Prince imaginable. Chubby little boy who was the embodiment of happiness as he ran down the halls of the keep

[rottenpumpkin13]

I'm sending asgzc on a shopping trip! What ridiculous things do they buy and what happens

Angeal: He's the type of person to become giddy at home appliance stores. Angeal drags the rest of the group to the camera shop, the plant store and, as a treat that gives Genesis anxiety, the thrift store.

Genesis: You are NOT purchasing that.

*Angeal is wearing a T-shirt that reads "PROUD GRADUATE OF THE HOW TO BECOME AN ALPHA MALE CLASS OF 1998"*

Angeal: I don't know what you mean. This shirt is in perfectly good condition.

Sephiroth is wearing a shirt that reads "RIZZ 'EM WITH 'TISM"

Sephiroth: Don't be a snob, Genesis.

Zack & Cloud: They have loads of fun as Zack shows Cloud around all those big city stores he's never been in. They hit up the video game store, a hunting store where Zack buys a pocket knife that doubles as a spoon and a toenail clipper, buy matching leather jackets, visit the pet store and yearn to co-parent a pet hamster they'd name Thrasher, and, the best part of their shopping trip: The Silver Elite store.

*Zack and Cloud meet the rest of the group with a bunch of shopping bags from the Silver Elite store*

Zack: We got tons of Sephiroth merch!

Genesis: You two are ridiculous, fawning over useless items that glorify a celebrity.

Cloud: By the way, Genesis, here's your Silver Elite VIP member card back.

Genesis: ......

Sephiroth: ...........

Genesis: While he loves hitting up designer boutiques and fancy department stores to update his wardrobe—and make his friends into pack chocobos as they carry his bags for him—Genesis thrives at the book shop. He's like a kid in a candy store, breathing in the scent of new books and exploring all the fun, new reads he can't wait to sink his teeth into.

*Genesis comes back with a shopping bag*

Angeal: Well? You were in there for two hours. Buy any interesting books?

Genesis: After much deliberation, yes, I found one book that I'm sure I'll enjoy~

*Genesis pulls out a copy of Loveless from the bag*

Angeal: ........

Genesis: I wonder what it's about.

Sephiroth: He enjoys accompanying his friends on shopping trips, but it's only to spend time with them. In reality he doesn't have strong material urges, although.....

*Sephiroth comes back carrying five large bags, seemingly very content with his purchases*

Zack: Aww, find something you like?

Sephiroth: Yes. I stumbled across the most amazing store. It sold everything from limited edition train sets, remote control airplanes, several colorful marbles that I intend to start collecting, board games, and it even had an arts and crafts section.

Genesis: You went to a toy store.

Sephiroth: No I didn't.

Angeal: It says so right on the shopping bags—Midgar Toys.

Sephiroth: You cannot prove anything.

Cloud: You're wearing a glow stick necklace and a ring pop.

Sephiroth: Yes, envy me.

[sethatum]

Prince!Scara headcanons because my brain is rotting.

Warnings → None. Genre(?) → Fluff. Pairing → Prince!Scara x GN!Reader. Words → 600.

Prince!Scara who has a reputation for being a stuck-up snob with a handsome face. Who has no care for his subjects and does not wish to talk to them for longer than necessary.

Prince!Scara who when you were appointed as his personal maid, scoffs, purposefully looking for errors in whatever you try to do to assist him. For instance, when you made him tea. "It's too sweet," he remarked, but you knew you hadn't added any sugar.

Prince!Scara who, over time, begins to feel more comfortable around you and stops being so fickle about everything you do. It's not like the tea is going to taste the exact same every time.

Prince!Scara who allows you to help bathe him, albeit stubbornly insisting he didn't need help and that he wasn't a child. Finding out he doesn't mind your company.

Prince!Scara who notices the way your gaze lingers on him a little longer than normal when you're in his presence and the little blush that dusts your cheeks a light pink. He watches your eyes wander his body every time you help him bathe, savouring the gentleness of your touch as your fingers work the soap into his hair.

Prince!Scara who, despite his awareness of your crush on him, chooses to be mean to you in an attempt to distance himself from you. You're his maid for goodness sake. A commoner can't date a prince.

Prince!Scara who realises his mistake when you stop doing all those small gestures that he'd failed to notice and appreciate until now. Such as bringing him a cup of tea he didn't ask for in the afternoon and exchanging the wilting flowers on his desk for fresh ones.

Prince!Scara who in a subtle petty manner starts to drop hints to get you to start doing those small affectionate things for him. Too proud to ask you.

Prince!Scara who accidentally brushes his fingers along yours when taking a book from you. His hands lingering before pretending nothing ever happened, continuing on with his work. Feigning ignorance of the blush that started to spread across your cheeks.

Prince!Scara who, as time passes, starts to begrudgingly mutter "thank you" under his breath whenever you do something unnecessary for him. 

Prince!Scara who, one night, doesn't object to you sitting next to his bed, tenderly stroking his hair as he falls asleep.

Prince!Scara who upon waking up the next morning discovers you kneeling on the floor, body half draped off of the bed as your head rests on your arms. His cheeks reddening at the sight of your lips slightly parted, hair splayed out over his sheets. Removing his hand from your head and pushing you away. Startling you awake as flustered apologies start to fall from your lips.

Prince!Scara who pulls you onto his lap one late evening after you bring him tea, refusing to speak and ignoring any protests from you. Running his fingers through your hair as he works. This soon becoming a common occurrence. Prince!Scara who stares at your flustered face as you sit on his lap. No longer paying attention to his work and grips your jaw, tilting your face toward his own, studying your pink lips before covering them with his own. Prince!Scara who steals fleeting kisses from you in the halls of the palace. Inviting you to his bedroom every night and welcoming you into his bed with open arms.  Prince!Scara who only tolerates you.

[gabessquishytum]

a book club AU where Every month, Morpheus and Hob attend the same book club and get into debates over the meaning of the book and every meeting turns into their personal vanity quest trying to impress the other with their wit.

And the other members dont mind because they just want them to kiss already because it is so clear Morpheus and Hob want to.

Amazing, incredible, revolutionary, I love it.

I’m imagining that Lucienne runs the book club and drags Dream along because he’s in his post-divorce emo era. Other club attendees include Matthew (showed up once to impress a girl, keeps coming back for the gossip), Gilbert (always makes everyone read G K Chesterton when it’s his turn to pick a book), Cori (local serial killer who reads crime novels for inspiration), Gault (Lucienne’s gf, there for emotional support reasons). Hob is a reasonably new member who just moved to the area.

Hob thinks Shakespeare is overrated, Dream hates “trashy” literature. They clash immediately. Hob calls Dream an elitist snob and Dream says that he’s proud to be a snob about literature, actually. They’re already secretly in love with each other.

The arguments are like foreplay. They sit opposite each other in the little circle of attendees and have the silliest little debates and arguments about the content of each book. Of course they don’t totally dominate the entire time, but everyone else is honestly looking forward to the inevitable cat fight + eye fucking sesh that is bound to happen at every meeting.

There is absolutely a betting pool going on where everyone has guessed when they’ll finally snap and make out in the middle of book club. And then Hob turns up in a suit (he apparently came straight over from an important meeting) and Dream’s jaw drops. He’s never been able to resist a well dressed man, and several months worth of sexual tension kind of… explode.

Lucienne happily pockets her winnings (she might have had something to do with Hob showing in the suit…). Honestly she deserves it, with all times that those two clowns have disrupted her book club!

[home-from-hogwarts]

Lily Evans Headcanons

Lily and Sev did significant reading prior to attending Hogwarts in their first year. They were already worried about being behind because of their upbringing. This also adds another layer to Sev's comment during the first potions class about how Harry hadn't looked over his textbooks over the summer- and hence he clearly isn't as good as his mother.

Given that all of her information about Hogwarts came from Sev, I think that she really, really wanted to be in Slytherin. She asked the hat to let her be one, but it refused and put her in Gryffindor (largely because she'd get eaten alive there as a muggleborn).

Two implications to this- first, it provides an interesting contrast to Harry's own sorting, where we're told that he would make a good Slytherin and he chooses Gryffindor. Secondly, Sev would be sorted after Lily with the belief that she didn't ask for the right house or willingly abandoned him.

I think that she had an obsessive, one-sided academic rivalry with the marauders. She wouldn't have wanted those "pureblood snobs" to beat her in anything. She needed to prove that her magic was good enough.

She believed everything she had originally read about magical creatures. I don't think that she was pausing to question her school textbooks, and the result of this was that she had come around to the fact that Remus was a werewolf.

JKR has already said that she did magic outside of school and got a few warning letters as a result. My opinion is that Lily clearly hid this from her parents- hence why the Dursleys weren't aware of the rule while raising Harry.

It could be really interesting for Lily to have a temper. After all, 80% of The Prince's Tale is her arguing with people. Maybe she damages her relationship with Petunia by snapping at her pretty brutally, maybe her anger at the Death Eaters is what drives her to join the Order, maybe in her early years of Hogwarts she actually hexes James and gets detention. Angsty Harry gets his all-caps rages from her.

Harry also inherited his "saving people thing" from his mom. But while Harry's dream career was to be an auror, Lily wanted to be a healer at St. Mungo's. I think that she would have done whatever the magical equivalent of ER nurse was.

James did not constantly ask her out before seventh year. Obviously by the lake, and maybe once or twice besides, but not constantly. Frankly I don't think that she would have married him if he was always that obnoxious.

James liked her because she was a bit of a challenge. She was intelligent (first in Charms, etc) and he respected that. Lily was willing to give him pushback on things. The books show someone who was genuinely witty as well- which worked, because James needed someone with a sense of fun and who could mesh well with the marauders. He got that in Lily.

More traditional than people give her credit for. She was married at eighteen, had a child soon afterwards, and took her husband's last name. Given that Gryffindor is associated with chivalry, I'm going to extrapolate that her and James had a relationship based on that sort of model. (Ie, James was opening doors, carrying her textbooks for her, etc, etc).

She and Petunia shared the same long neck/noticeably bony body. I like to think that they look alike somehow. These aren't things that make someone ugly anyway- Harry disliked them on Petunia because Petunia had a horrible personality.

She would have made a great mom for Harry. Maybe she wasn't the "fun parent", but she would be the one who was a good listener and gave advice. She would read to her kids, leave them a note on their bed when they did something that she was proud of, etc. Just very emotionally involved.

[sweetpandorabox]

Blood Purity - Draco Malfoy x Female Reader (Part 1)

⋆ ˚｡ ⋆୨sweetpandorabox୧⋆ ˚｡ ⋆

⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

Synopsis: Keeping your family's Blood Purity and having high values when it comes to Intelligence and wisdom, is a duty and a sacred tradition all your family members of all generations have to follow. Getting sorted into Ravenclaw proving your worth, and following in your ancestor's footsteps, and keeping an Outstanding grade all the way through in Hogwarts kept your parents happy and proud, but not yet joyful. After 7 years of your Hogwarts journey coming to an end, they expect you to marry into a powerful pure-blooded family. As they take matters into their own hands your parents arranged a marriage for you based on a deal, to a boy who came from a powerful and pure-blooded family who you've despised for years.

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Female Reader

Story Setting: The story is set in the year the 2000s, 2 years after the Battle of Hogwarts takes place, you and Draco were born in the 80s which would make the two of you around 20 years old in this Fanfiction. (anything in italic and bolded is a flashback scene btw)

Terms 📖:

Y/N - Your name

Y/H/C - Your hair color

Y/E/C - Your eye color

Warnings⚠️: Forced Proximity, Arguments, Bullying, Swearing and Slight Sexual Themes.

A/N: Hey cuties, sorry I've been gone for a while but I'm finally back, I wanted to start writing for Draco Malfoy because I actually love him, he's my 2nd Favorite Harry Potter boy and thought a forced proximity trope would be good and it would fit so well with the life he had in the Harry Potter books, but yeah I hope you enjoy this one I'm not used to writing something with a darker atmosphere and a more mature fanfiction here but I'm trying lol. love you. xx

Word Count: 1,959

The warm fireplace distributes its warm heat throughout the Malfoy Manor's dining hall, saving you from the cool winds of spring outdoors. The sounds of a crackling fire, quiet chatters, and sounds of cutlery being used against the delicate china plates plastered with grey floral designs played harmonically in your ear as you kept your eyes glued down on your plate of food, putting on a somewhat neutral face toying around with the contains you've been served without taking a single bite. "Y/N, at around 11pm tomorrow, you'll have to meet me and Narcissa at Sinclair's Weddings at Diagon Alley, it's for your dress fitting" your mother mentioned with a proud smile peeking through her lips, you raised your head up, and face to your right with a confused look watching your Mother takes a bite of her food, "But Mother, we've only been engaged for two weeks?" you asked with suspense trailing behind your voice, "Oh don't be silly Y/N, you and Draco are perfect for each other, it isn't worth waiting any longer," she replies sharing a smile with Narcissa from across the table as Narcissa did vise versa, "And besides everything has been taken care off, like the official date, venue, the food, the guest. You and Draco will love it" she continued. As silence roams back to the dinner table everyone continues to eat, you take a moment to pause and shift your gaze across the table to the blonde boy, focusing his pair of striking grey eyes solely on his food keeping his mouth shut and his head low.

You watched as he eyed down his food, showing no interest in anyone else taking a mouthful bite. Draco Lucius Malfoy goes far beyond your earliest memories of Hogwarts, known to be a bully and a Slytherin prince he paints a picture of himself as a snob and vile evil person, yet cowardice who enjoys taunting others for his own amusement, he gets anything and everything he wants no matter the circumstances as well. You kept to yourself most of the time during your Hogwarts years as a quiet and reserved Ravenclaw, having friends from all 4 houses and not favoring one over the other, you treated everybody equally, overlooking their blood status despite your family's belief, in 4th year however you've taken fond of Ronald Weasley who came from a pure-blooded yet poor family, you started dating him for 2 years but you don't find it easy in the slightest, as constant tournament form Draco swarms over you and Ron, he'd make snarky comments about you and the blood traitor as he calls him. Regular filthy stares came from Draco if you and Ron would show any amount of affection towards each other, because if it wasn't the harsh/shameful comments or filthy stares, Draco always finds another way to break whatever the two of you had.

"So I take it you'll be coming to my manor tomorrow night, make sure you put on that royal blue slip-on dress you always wear, you know the one with the sweetheart neckline, I find it quite alluring" Draco commented as he circle you with his minions chuckling, giving you a smirk and a playful wink. Ron stares in confusion between the two of you, realizing what had just happened you hold on to Ron's wrist, dragging him away quickly from the trio making sure you master up the dirtiest look you can give to the blonde boy, bumping his shoulder as you walk past fiercely drowning the sounds of wicked laughter behind you down. After the past event, Ron grew suspicious and demanded answers to what Draco meant earlier, not wanting to argue with your then-boyfriend you had no choice but to reveal a secret that nobody else knew about, "Ron, please just listen to me... The Malfoys and The Callahan have always been a close-knit group due to their mutual obsession over blood purity. Malfoy's mother and mine happen to be best of friends ever since their Hogwarts years, we have dinner parties with the Malfoys once every fortnight, that's all he meant by that...and since Christmas break is coming up, Draco and I will be home so it seems to be the perfect opportunity to have one in awhile... that's all I promise," you pleaded with guilt. Learning that information made Ron angry, as he decided to keep himself from you for days after that.

3 days have passed since Ron has last spoken to you, growing tired of his ignorance, you march up to the Slytherin table angrily, you scan the Slytherin table for a bleach-blonde head full of hair, and as you spot him you dash right over "Can I talk to you for a minute?" You ask, crossing your arm in frustration, matching the facial expression you displayed. Draco smirks, wasting no time and trails behind you as he leaves his group of unbothered Slytherins. You both settled outside the quiet hallway, leaving the great hall behind before you converse, "Malfoy, I really don't appreciate the comment you made 3 days ago... I mean, what are you honestly trying to do? Can't you see I'm happy?" you huffed out in frustration looking up at the tall figure, as his grey eyes pierced down at your small frame, he paused taken aback by your frustration before scoffing "What am I trying to do?... What am I trying to do? you're really asking that Callahan? he's a blood traitor. You can do so much better than that filthy Gryffindor... when are you going to realize your family would never accept him for who he is" he commented, without realizing how close he was getting to you, you backed up into the stone-cold wall, keeping eye contact with him, as he rests one of his hand on the wall by your head pinning you down.

Tensions spike up high between the two of you as your body comes closer and closer together. "When are you going to realize that your happiness could be right in front of you this whole time?" Draco blurted leaning his soft face closer to you and tilting his head, your cheek changed its shade into crimson red before you broke eye contact hearing footsteps walking away to your left cutting the tight tension, you watched as your loving boyfriend stormed away from what he'd seen, You panicked as he kept going never to look back at you, "Ron...Ron come back" you pleaded, pushing Draco away from you as you run after the Weasley boy leaving Malfoy on his own. The next day Ron breaks it off with you quick, for the very first time you feel as though you aren't worthy of any happiness as your heartbreak drives you into despair, you miss out on meals, frequently find yourself sobbing, and eventually watch as Ron fell in love with Hermione, from that day on you swore to yourself that you despise and hated Draco Malfoy and you will never change your mind about him. The sudden flashback made you fidgety as you smoothed out your old silky royal blue, slip-on dress. The one you've had since you were a teenager not having grown much physically making it fit you like a glove. After dinner has ended, you join your family in expressing their gratitude for the delicious meal and farewells to the Malfoys, completely ignoring Draco as he seems to do with you anyway. You embrace your future mother-in-law Narcissa warmly as she does vice versa and give your future father-in-law Lucious a firm yet polite smile as he smiles back and nods to show his understanding.

Dobby the house elf clicked his finger towards the grand, wooden double door to open it revealing an exit point for you, and your parents finally departing away from the Malfoy manor as you Apparate back to your own mansion, located not far from your fiancé's, ending the night in a blur as you quickly try and sleep it off in order to mentally prepare yourself for the dress fitting your mother and your mother in law has so wonderfully booked and plan. After the battle of Hogwarts took place in 1998 you went back to Hogwarts to finish your 7th year around the same time as Hermione Granger did, making sure you have all the qualifications needed to find the best job that the Wizarding World offers, even if a job isn't necessary for you to have because of the amount money your family has inherited over generations. During the battle of Hogwarts, you weren't actually present at all, since Narcissa warns your mother about the secret attack and plans that the Dark Lord schemes for Potter and how dangerous this war is, so she advised your mother to keep you home and not let you return for your 7th year, and although Narcissa isn't supportive of the Dark Lord at all she is supportive of her Husband and Son, so she has to be present there, but it doesn't mean she can't warn her best friend, your mother, and her family to stay safe and not partake in the war whatsoever and to let it pass you. So that's what your mother and father agreed on doing, keeping you home after explaining the circumstances to you.

Your eyes started to glimmer as salty tears started to fog up your vision, you were distraught by the news and realized that the people you care about over at Hogwarts like your friends and some of the professors who had made a real impact on you might potentially lose their lives over this war. You wanted to help badly, you wanted to be there to protect the ones you care about, but your parents will never allow it as they fear the worst and might end up losing their one and only child, so you slump and cry over it for days in your grand mansion until you've heard the news a week later that most people have survived the war including the Malfoy's and that the Dark Lord was finally conquered. It took a while, but Hogwarts was rebuilt soon after that, and once September rolled back around Hogwarts was ready to bring in young witches and wizards who were ready to embark on their early education, and even welcome those who were not able to finish their last year back with open arms. You studied hard and kept very much focused on all your classes to the point where your NEWT marks show only Outstanding grades all across, simply showering your parents with great pride and joy to have you as their daughter. This time around you sort of hated the idea of leaving school after graduating, Hogwarts was a nicer and much simpler place without some knucklehead like Draco Malfoy running around taunting people or trying to pull your pisser almost every day to annoy and ruin your schooling experience.

You enjoyed your time at Hogwarts without him, but you do tend to wonder if he was alright, or how he's doing or coping after the war. Your mother and father haven't gotten in touch with the Malfoy for a couple of months now as they went into hiding in their own mansion and kept quiet to themselves, laying low in order to keep them from trouble with the Ministry as they potentially find out the ties that the Malfoy family had with the Dark Lord, so for a while, there weren't many connections between the Callahan's and the Malfoy's, a period of time where you enjoyed life as it is because the one person you truly despise and hated is gone from your life, just like you wanted it too.

Taglist : @igncrantbliss @milivanili99 @nighttimemoonlover @el-de-phi

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[meear]

The state of siblings in HP&the Deathly Hallows

Deathly Hallows is the book that shines a (new) light on every sibling in the story.

This is where we see Lily and Petunia's childhood, we learn about Aberforth and Albus' story, we read about Regulus' death, Percy's return (and even, to some extent, Harry and Dudley's goodbye, though of course they were never raised as siblings nor did they ever consider each other as such, but they did grow up under the same roof). This is the book where Ron finally confronts his insecurities, by destroying the locket who was throwing all of his family issues back into his face.

We finally meet Andromeda, the last Black sister, and we have Bellatrix mention her ("We—Narcissa and I—have never set eyes on our sister since she married the Mudblood"). In HP7, Molly even tells Harry that Fabian was her brother, which is something the reader never knew

I often see people drawing parallels between Sirius&Regulus and Lily&Petunia, both of these pairs being estranged siblings, but... They really don't have that much in common.

I've never seen anyone commenting on the Blacks' similarities to the Weasleys (by which I mean Percy) and the Dumbledores, when these three families have SO much more to offer. I think about them so often you do not understand. I don't even know where to begin. I've ended up putting a bunch of dialogue from the book, so it's a bit lengthy, but long story short:

Albus, Aberforth, Sirius, Regulus and Percy make me feel insane

Percy and Albus, two brillant, ambitious and arrogant young men, who felt trapped, who thought they were destined for more than the condition their family had condemned them to, who were desperate to leave their home and get their chance to shine despite their father's awful reputation, even by supporting corrupt ideals. Read what Dumbledore tells Harry at the end of HP7, and tell me it couldn't have come out straight of Percy's mouth:

"I resented it, Harry. I was gifted, I was brilliant. I wanted to escape. I wanted to shine. I wanted glory [...] So that, when my mother died, and I was left the responsibility of a damaged sister and a wayward brother, I returned to my village in anger and bitterness. Trapped and wasted, I thought!"

"[Percy] said he’s been having to struggle against Dad’s lousy reputation ever since he joined the Ministry and that Dad’s got no ambition and that’s why we’ve always been — you know — not had a lot of money"

Mind you, there's a bit of Sirius in it too, Sirius who also left. We learn about Percy and Sirius at around the same time (the beginning of Ootp, chapters 4 and 6) and I don't think it's a coincidence (edit: forgot to mention it but there's even a chapter named "Percy and Padfoot" in that book). Here's what Ron says:

"And if Mum and Dad were going to become traitors to the Ministry [Percy] was going to make sure everyone knew he didn’t belong to our family anymore. And he packed his bags the same night and left."

" 'You ran away from home?' 'When I was about sixteen,' said Sirius. 'I’d had enough.' "

"As far as I’m concerned, they’re not my family. She’s certainly not my family. [...] D’you think I’m proud of having relatives like her?”

Fred and George were angry at their older brother for putting his ambitions above his family and morals (I'm Percy's #1 fan and defender btw), and Aberforth was furious with Albus for the same reason. Again, this reads like something that Ron could've said about Percy, the pompous little snob (i love him):

Sirius and Percy are also not present on the family pictures:

"A photograph of the Weasley family stood beside the in-tray. Harry noticed that Percy appeared to have walked out of it."

" “I used to be there,” said Sirius, pointing at a small, round, charred hole in the tapestry, rather like a cigarette burn."

"Not Albus, he was always up in his bedroom when he was home, reading his books and counting his prizes, keeping up with his correspondence with ‘the most notable magical names of the day’ "

It's just that Percy and Albus betrayed their family by supporting wrong causes and Sirius betrayed his family by supporting the right one. but Regulus' support was an act of loyalty to his family. Aberforth and Kreacher tell Harry about Albus and Regulus' former goals:

"Didn’t I understand, my poor sister wouldn’t have to be hidden once they’d changed the world, and led the wizards out of hiding, and taught the Muggles their place?"

"For years [Master Regulus] talked of the Dark Lord, who was going to bring the wizards out of hiding to rule the Muggles and the Muggle-borns...."

I know I've been comparing Albus to Sirius, both of them being the oldest brother, but really Albus' ideological progression and death most resemble Regulus'. (both Black brothers share traits with both Dumbledores really). though of course, Harry didn't let Ron and Hermione make excuses for Dumbledore just because he was young:

" 'it’s an awful thought that Dumbledore’s ideas helped Grindelwald rise to power. But on the other hand, even Rita can’t pretend that they knew each other for more than a few months one summer when they were both really young, and— '

'I thought you’d say that,' said Harry."

" 'Dumbledore being pals with Grindelwald, but now it’s just something to laugh about for people who didn’t like Dumbledore, and a bit of a slap in the face for everyone who though he was such a good bloke. I don’t know that it’s such a big deal, though. He was really young when they— '

'Our age,' said Harry"

" 'He was a Death Eater,' said Harry. 'Sirius told me about him, he joined up when he was really young and then got cold feet and tried to leave' "

(i would like it on record that the exact expression "really young" is found thrice in HP7, two of them being about Albus, the last one about Regulus. i'm so incredibly normal about this)

"and when he was sixteen years old, Master Regulus joined the Dark Lord"

"[Dumbledore] changed, Harry, he changed! It’s as simple as that! Maybe he did believe those things when he was seventeen"

"I know what you’re going to say, she went on as Harry began to protest, that Regulus changed his mind . . ."

Albus and Regulus were two misguided brothers who both drank the drink of despair in the Inferi cave before dying, the only two wizards to have done so. Not only that, both of them had actually planned their own death; though it was a secret only known by the one who had assisted them (the chapters revealing the truth about Regulus and Albus are literally called "Kreacher's tale" and "the Prince's tale", like they're referencing each other, I'm in my incredibly delusional era right now). They started something (the same thing, in fact) they could not see through to the end, and "faced death in the hope" someone else would finish it:

"We want to finish the work Master Regulus started, we want to—er—ensure that he didn’t die in vain"

"he left me a job [...] Your brother knew how to finish You-Know-Who and he passed the knowledge on to me"

Both Sirius and Aberforth hated their brother's choices, but actually (as Harry told Aberforth) neither of them fully understood their brother's last moments. and because they didn't have that knowledge, neither of them ever gained a complete understanding of their brother:

"And Albus was free, wasn’t he? Free of the burden of his sister, free to become the greatest wizard of the— '

'He was never free,' said Harry."

"From what I found out after he died, he got in so far, then panicked about what he was being asked to do and tried to back out."

"And he drank— all the potion— and Kreacher swapped the lockets"

"The night that your brother died, he drank a potion that drove him out of his mind."

"He thought he was watching Grindelwald hurting you and Ariana... It was torture to him, if you’d seen him then, you wouldn’t say he was free."

"Kreacher and Regulus’s family were all safest if they kept to the old pure-blood line. Regulus was trying to protect them all."

You know who ELSE "was never free" though??

I ask, but you already know.

" 'I don’t like being back here,” [Sirius] said, staring across the drawing room. 'I never thought I’d be stuck in this house again.' "

"I returned to my village in anger and bitterness. Trapped and wasted, I thought!"

Albus was never free. Sirius was never free either.

But wait! there's more!

"But Harry, his mother had just died, he was stuck alone in the house— '

'Alone? He wasn’t alone! He had his brother and sister for company, his Squib sister he was keeping locked up— ' "

Of course, knowing this about Albus Dumbledore, this scene at the end of OotP might hit a bit different:

“ 'I was trying to keep Sirius alive,' said Dumbledore quietly.

'People don’t like being locked up!' Harry said furiously, rounding on him. 'You did it to me all last summer —'

Dumbledore closed his eyes and buried his face in his long-fingered hands. "

Now do I think there's a link between Albus&Sirius being stuck in the house and Dumbledore keeping his sister locked up to protect her life and keeping Sirius locked up to protect his life... maybe it wasn't intentional, or maybe it was; either way, it's very juicy to think about, and Dumbledore's reaction after what Harry says? if there's even the slightest possibility he might have been thinking about Ariana...I'm EATING this up.

Let us not forget about Percy Weasley though. In the end, both Percy and Albus came to their senses, though not without losing a younger sibling, Fred and Ariana. Is it possible that Albus saw a bit of himself in Percy at the time? Maybe, maybe not, but he did try to comfort Molly about Percy:

" 'Dumbledore says people find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right,' said Hermione. 'I heard him telling your mum, Ron.' "

"Reality returned in the form of my rough, unlettered, and infinitely more admirable brother. I did not want to hear the truths he shouted at me."

So yeah, they made wrong choices, but again, that doesn't mean they can't change:

" 'I was an idiot, I was a pompous prat, I was a— a— '

'Ministry-loving, family-disowning, power-hungry moron, said Fred. "

"Stupid idiot . . . he joined the Death Eaters."

" 'Don’t worry about Percy,' said Sirius abruptly. 'He’ll come round.' "

Remember the previous comparison between Albus and Percy, about both of them being the stuck-up pretentious brother?

"It was a porapous little sign, neatly lettered by hand - the sort of thing that Percy Weasley might have stuck on his bedroom door: Do Not Enter Without the Express Permission of Regulus Arcturus Black"

I think about this description a normal amount, the exact amount of thought warranted for such a short, inconsequential description, in fact

Another thing Deathly Hallows did was challenging our perception of Sirius and Albus (granted, mostly Albus) by developing a younger brother who, against all odds, might have been more admirable than them in certain aspects. when Regulus and Aberforth are first mentioned, one is a cowardly Death Eater and the other is implied to be a goat-fucker. alright. and yet, if you only read the last book, you end up having a more positive impression of Aberforth and Regulus than of their older brothers, to the point where Albus and Sirius even get compared to Voldemort. Interestingly, I feel like Albus makes an indirect reference to Kreacher here:

"That which Voldemort does not value, he takes no trouble to comprehend. Of house-elves and children’s tales, of love, loyalty, and innocence, Voldemort knows and understands nothing."

of course Regulus was not brought up in his last conversation with Harry, but there really isn't anyone else this comment could refer to, and it does echo "Kreacher's tale" nicely:

"Of course, Voldemort would have considered the ways of house-elves far beneath his notice . . . It would never have occurred to him that they might have magic that he didn’t."

"I’ve said all along that wizards would pay for how they treat house-elves. Well, Voldemort did . . . and so did Sirius."

"Sirius was horrible to Kreacher, Harry, and it’s no good looking like that, you know it’s true"

"He’s loyal to people who are kind to him, and Mrs. Black must have been, and Regulus certainly was"

"my rough, unlettered, and infinitely more admirable brother"

"Was I better, ultimately, than Voldemort?"

"Master Regulus always liked Kreacher."

"The barman face was impassive. After a few moments he said,

'I’m sorry to hear it, I liked that elf.' "

Sirius and Albus really wanted to distance themselves from the reminders of their home, and as a result, they weren't always decent people. Of course I don't believe for a second Sirius and Albus were actually as bad as Riddle. they both did fucked up things, so did Regulus who joined the Death Eaters and Aberforth who suggested using Slytherin students as hostages (tf), so I'm not saying one amongst these four is obviously better than the others, but. this reversal is still really interesting.

The fact that Aberforth was helping Harry through Sirius' mirror. The fact that one of Albus' names is Percival. Hell, let's reach even further, Albus meaning "white" and Sirius&Regulus' last name being "black".

Like I'm sorry, but to me this is cinema.

[halfetirosie]

Character Ask meme- Edmond

@xenole I hope you know that you opened the floodgates, and this was going to be even longer but I forced myself to stop before I went fully off-the-rails...

♡♡♡Edmond♡♡♡

First impression

Believe it or not, my first impression of Edmond actually wasn’t good! I was like, “Damn, he’s pretty, but he’s such an asshole!” He seemed stuck-up at best and unnecessarily mean to Eiden at worst. I felt a wee bit better about him when he told Yakumo that the knights that bothered his village were being punished, but I still didn’t like him very much.

Impression now

*Deep inhale*

EVERYDAY I REPENT FOR MY PAST ACTIONS!!!!

I LOVE EDMOND AND WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR HIM!!!!!

Yo. The GAP MOE. He acts all cold and professional at work, but then we find out that he’s sensitive??? And addicted to sugar??? (Literally a sweetheart!) And he’s basically an otaku that reads erotic book series in his spare time??? (SO DAMN RELATABLE????)

And it is so easy to misunderstand him if you’re only looking at the surface level. Like, yes, his general speech patterns are very rough and blunt, but that’s only because of his upbringing in nobility. He holds himself to a higher standard, but is incredibly humble.

No, really; let’s take a moment to really look at that noble upbringing of his. Aster makes it very clear that many (if not most) of the nobles of Klein are stupid, greedy, and/or corrupt in some capacity—they don’t really care about the common people. Edmond grew up surrounded by that, along with their insane amount of ettiquette, customs, and roundabout ways of speaking. It would’ve been TOO EASY for him to turn out to be a self-absorbed snob, too.

But he isn’t!!! Against all odds, Edmond grew up to be an upright man with a strong sense of justice and concern for civilians. He takes noblesse oblige seriously. He works hard everyday in everything he does; and he does A LOT. Like, A LOT a lot. His full-time job as Vice Captain, plus Clan duties, plus household duties (so that his mother doesn’t have to do any of it, even though she says she can). 

It’s no wonder, then, that he’s so goddamn repressed!!!

Sure, he’s a tsundere. But that’s only out of habit (and shyness), rather an actual reflection of his desires. He’s used to stifling that part of himself. He’s used to treating lust as shameful, because he’s afraid of lacking discipline; he doesn’t want to be like all the other trashy nobles in high society.

But through all of his intimacy rooms, Edmond is accepting himself more and more—his sexuality, his essence/magic, and his feelings. While he’s still the strict and hardworking Vice Captain, he’s finding more balance in his life.

Favorite moment

So hard to pic only one!!!

During the White Dat event, Edmond makes his awful dad-joke and looks so proud of himself, it makes me feel so endeared I can barely handle it!!!

The Tranquil Cloud intimacy rooms also hold a special place in my heart. In them, there’s a moment where Edmond deliberately slows his steps so Eiden can walk next to him. Later on in the day, Eiden accidentally finds out that Edmond was following a very specific tip from a certain book:

CUTEEEEEEE!!!! It reminds me of when you're a young kid looking up online "how to know if my crush likes me" or "how to get your crush to like you back" XD!!!

Of course, when Edmond sees Eiden reading that page (which he’d bookmarked and even underlined), he gets very embarrassed. But Eiden is very impressed, moved, and (as per usual) turned on. XD

Idea for a story

It won’t be coming out anytime soon, because there are different stories I have to work on first, but I have started on an Edmond fic! In it, while Edmond is off investigating a drug ring, he ends up raiding a greenhouse filled with plants and animals that were used to make the drugs. After the animals are inspected, those without abnormalities are released back into the wild; however, one of them returns and keeps following Edmond around! Thus, Edmond gets reverse-adopted and gains his own animal friend!

Unpopular opinion

Idk if this is an unpopular opinion or not, but I NEED more of the Edmond intimacy rooms to lean in to BDSM territory!!!

Don’t get me wrong; I absolutely ADORE the romance-heavy rooms. And there have been some rooms that feature light over-stimulation, but other than that? That one fingering scene that had Lord/Knight role-play and then (blessedly) the Elite Instructor Edmond R2 with light bondage and spanking.

But it’s not enough!!!

Come on, devs! You can’t just have Eiden point out that Ed “likes a little pain” in the first sex scene they have, and then do barely ANYTHING with it! I want to see Edmond completely lose his head! I want him to completely let go! I want him to forget his own name, dammit!!!

Favorite relationship

I love it when Yakumo is inflicted with Edmond!!! XD Edmond ruining everything he touches by drowning it in sugar, while Yakumo desperately attempts to stay calm…>:)

More seriously, Edmond’s relationship with Eiden is TOP TIER. With every event he’s featured in, all of the intimacy rooms show him falling deeper and deeper in love. It's the sweetest thing ever!!!!

Favorite headcanon

Mama’s Boy Edmond! I like to imagine that Ed’s mom (who, from what we’ve seen, is super cool) will give him completely unsolicited relationship advice, in typical mom-fashion! Like, the two of them will be causally eating lunch, and out of nowhere she’ll say something like “You know, Edmond dear, the more often someone sees you, the more fond they'll be of you. If the Grand Sorcerer sees your face every day, it’ll be easier to seduce him!” And Ed would practically shriek “Mother! How could you say something so scandalous?!?!” But then later that same day he’ll be sure to swing by Aster's mansion, an be sure to walk by Eiden's room…

[lost-in-derry]

WIP Snippet!

I Know You Can’t Hear Me (But Baby I Need You to Save Me Tonight)

Kallus and Zeb were hiding from the hot sun beating down on them in the shade of a large tree that sat near their sparring ground. 

“There was one person I don’t feel bad about arresting,” Kallus was saying. “His name was Jovan, he was a classmate of mine in the Academy. We were friends until we became rivals. He liked me but not more than he hated that an orphan from the underworld was going to take the  top spot. He tried to cheat on the final tests to get ahead and got caught. His parents saved him from getting kicked out but he was stuck with being a supply officer in the outer rim. I arrested him for smuggling Imperial property around the same time I met you all. He tried to convince me to let him go, claimed I owed him for helping me get through the Academy.”

“Oh please,” Zeb cut in, “that snob didn’t get you anywhere. I saw your test scores when they pulled your Academy file after you joined, you were running circles around those nerfherders.”

Kallus snorted softly. 

“You should’ve seen their faces when I was selected for the ISB program over them.” His smile faded quickly. “In retrospect, I suppose I got addicted to that feeling… it made me accept a lot of things I shouldn’t have.”

Zeb nudged him out of his guilty thoughts.

“Hey, you’re not that guy anymore.”

The smile returned to Kallus’ face, grateful this time.

“Had a similar experience, actually.” Zeb reminisced.

“Really?”

“Yeah, there was this guy I went through Honor Guard training with. I guess my great-great-great-great-however many greats grandfather beat his when the first Queen of Lasan was choosing a Captain of the High Honor Guard. The family never got over it an’ it became a blood feud or somethin’. All through trainin’ we were neck and neck, and the whole time he was sayin’ I wasn’t fit to be the next Captain. Didn’t stop when we were Guards either, an’ he was pissed when I did take my father’s place.”

“What reason could he have besides envy to think you’d be unfit for a role you’d prepared for your whole life?”

Zeb scratched the back of his neck self-consciously and mumbled, “Well, I was a bit of a trouble maker as a kid.”

“You? Nooo.” Kallus smirked as Zeb swatted his shoulder good-naturedly.

“Quiet, I’m telling a story. Yeah, there were a lot of expectations for me but it ain’t like my family was strict. Suppose they figured I’d find my way to bein’ the next Captain at my own pace. But it was hard to imagine me taking over for my adan when he was the perfect example of what the High Honor Guard should be.” Zeb’s playful demeanor sobered. “Then he died…” 

The other man placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Zeb patted his leg gratefully before continuing, “He took a bad hit defending the Queen. Lasan was peaceful but there was still the rare assassin every few reigns. The last thing he told me was that it was time to become the Honor Guard he always knew I would be.”

Old self-doubts started worming its way into the back of his mind. Was father wrong about me? I failed to protect Lasan. The royal family, our people, they’re all gone while I’m still here. Maybe Pike would’ve been a better Captain… maybe they’d’ve lived.

Kallus flicked one of his ears.

“Stop that. If I’m not allowed to feel bad about myself than neither are you.” He went on more gently, “You were an exceptional Captain and you made your father proud.”

Zeb looked at him dubiously but couldn’t hold back a grin.

“You didn’t even know me back then, Sasha.”

“And you didn’t know me when I was in the Academy. Maybe I cheated on those tests too.”

“Hah! I think I’d like you even more for scammin’ the system like that!”

Kallus stared into the distance thoughtfully for a moment.

“Do you think we’d have been friends if we’d met as children?”

“Absolutely.” Zeb answered without hesitation. “A snarky street punk who learned to talk fancy from readin’ old books and knew how to throw a punch? We’d’ve been thick as thieves, mate!”

“In my case, I actually was a thief. I doubt your parents would think me a good influence on you.”

“Nah, my mum and dad were never judgmental like that.” His expression was wistful as he stared at Kallus.

“They would’a liked you.”

It was an impossible fantasy. They’d grown up a galaxy apart from one another; one with high expectations and looming responsibilities, the other trapped in sunless poverty beneath the weight of a corrupt and uncaring world. But it was a beautiful dream nonetheless…

[princessofdarkness21]

Metal Family Glam Headcanons :)

<3 When Glam first ran away from home, he didn't have any clothes so he borrowed stuff out of Ches' close and now Glam will only wear things he either stole from Ches or thrifted that look like Ches' clothes because he has happy memories of those clothes

<3 Glam wore his old suit to his father's will reading

<3 Glam is one of those parents that's an intellectual snob, like, "oh your little susie got a 92? WELL MY SON-" and he loves to one-up other parents about things they're proud of

<3 Glam actually knows twelve types of martial arts because his family was so rich that he had to learn self-defense in case of being kidnapped and held for ransom, but he prefers to stand back and let Vicky fight when the need arises because he trusts her strength

<3 Glam struggles with social anxiety

<3 Glam loves to take Dee to the mall so that they can sit on a bench eating salted pretzels, sipping iced coffee and talking. Glam likes to simply sit and watch all the people milling about while Dee enjoys making fun of all the people milling about

<3 Glam still feels guilty about leaving Lydia behind and sends her an invite to every single family holiday he has. She never accepts the invites but she secretly keeps all of Glam's letters and postcards and looks at them now and again

<3 Glam attends a yoga class every Saturday

<3 Glam loves cleaning, making meals for his family, and doing laundry because it helps him feel more independent from his past when there was a private butler doing everything

<3 Glam's mother sends him letters and money all the time. She's so proud of him and she buys recordings of every single one of his songs

<3 Glam was the one who bought Heavy's SlipKnot shirt and took Heavy to his very first SlipKnot concert

<3 Glam's favorite holiday is Christmas because he loves buying gifts for people. He gets Dee fluffy socks, books, journals, tea, and new boots. For Heavy he buys candy, band t-shirts, slap bracelets, gaming keyboards and headsets, and new albums. Vicky gets new helmets, gear, poker sets, and cool patches for her jackets that Glam will lovingly sew on for her later. For Ches, Glam will get new bandanas, guitar picks, and cool vinyls (Glam gets a new Twisted Sister cd hidden inside a Bach cover from Ches every year). Glam even sends over beautiful scarves for his mother and lockets for Lydia with pictures of them when they were younger

<3 Glam still sometimes sneaks out to go busking in the middle of the night, because it helps him de-stress

<3 Glam is so good at skincare like he puts so much nice crap on his face I bet

[sunbearsophia]

Sorry again for how few and far in-between my Tumblr posts are, guys! I'll try and be more frequent with them!

It hit me a while back that for all I talk about my Next-Gen on Twitter, I hardly ever talk about my fan kids here on Tumblr! So, I decided to throw together a ref sheet for my main girl, Emmy, to get started on that and introduce her to y'all!

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Her full name is Emilia Luna-Ophelia Barrabas-Darling, but almost everyone calls her Emmy for short. She was named after her late grandmother on Eduardo's side, although Laurel was actually the one who suggested it when she was born. (Eduardo absolutely cried when she suggested it, not that he wasn't already sobbing lol.) Her middle names were each chosen by one of her parents. (Luna for Eduardo, Ophelia for Laurel bc her mummy's a Shakespeare geek and we love her for it aaaaa.)

Probably 21 in the reference, definitely college-aged!

Working in retail currently to pay the bills, but saving up to attend art school when she gets the chance, wants to work as a background artist in animation.

Is generally a really friendly and outgoing person, extremely open with her personality, interests and affection, much like her mom. KNOWN for her hugs that could throw out someone's back, just generally really kind and chill, basically a big ol' puppy lady. She's also pretty stubborn and abrasive, however, and does have a temper on her, however. Aside from just generally getting grumpy when she's tired, exhausted or frustrated, she is just as willing to throw some HANDS when someone's pissed er off, just like her old man.

A pretty artsy-fartsy kinda gal, but not so much a snob about art, more like she'll happily ramble about art techniques and history when the subject is brought up. Also has a love for dancing, sports and Shakespeare.

Is extremely close with her family, she adores her Mummy Laurel and is a MASSIVE Daddy's Girl for Eduardo, she never misses the chance to see and spend time with them, and always wants to make them proud. (Her dad was her inspiration to start drawing when she was little, and always thinks of Eduardo and Laurel both as her heroes.) Also loves her little brother Leonardo, and is very protective of him, mess with him you mess with HER. >:(

Also loves her Uncle Mark and Uncle Jon with all her heart, they basically were third and fourth parents to her ever since she was a baby and she knows she can always go to them for anything. Very close to her other uncles, too, but out of all of them, she's closest to Jon and Mark. Also loves her Grandmado, and misses her terribly as an adult.

Has ADHD and dyslexia, so she often uses word processors and audio books to help with the latter and tends to plan and schedule her days in advance and stick heavily with routines to avoid losing focus with the former. Still has her struggles but knows she's supported and loved by those around her and is too stubborn to let them win.

Loves avocados, just like her dad. It was one of her first words, and to this day, her and her dad have a designated day all for eating avocados all throughout. (HC BY THE AWESOME @tamaraskabr ITS SO WHOLESOME I LOVE IT QwQ) Other than that, she loves basically anything mint chocolate, she's a simple woman lol.

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All the tidbits I've got for now! Plan to follow up the post with some sketches of her other outfits I've worked on! For now, hope this gives some insight on who she is so I can share more art of her on here with context!

she's my goober daughter and i love her sm lol

[juukeboxx]

Bayverse!Donnie Headcanons

Hi everyone!

Here I am with my first batch of iteration specific headcanons! I'm going to do more headcanons for other versions of the turtles but I wanted to start off with Bayverse!Donnie who became one of my favorite Donnies.

I know that the Bayverse movies are not everyone's cup of tea, and trust me these movies are a personal guilty pleasure. They have their issues like every movie does, but I do think that there are things to enjoy about them. I really wanted to share some headcanons because I wanted to share my thoughts and ideas I had.

So with that, I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Slight spoilers for the movies if you haven't seen them, mentions of anxiety

Word count: 768

This version of Donnie is a nerd in every sense of the word. His ability to absorb knowledge like a sponge really comes in handy when understanding series with complex lore like Star Wars or Lord of the Rings.

When the brothers were kids Splinter would make trips up top and get resources for them (food, clothes, etc). Leo and Donnie were the two out of the four that were active readers, and because they had both read the limited books they had multiple times over Splinter would grab (age appropriate) magazines to keep his son's interest.

Donnie really likes annotating as he reads his books, but he's a little bit of a snob with it. He only writes and highlights in old, used, worn down books rather than any of the newer and nicer books he's gotten.

Donnie was incredibly sleep averse as a kid, and still is but it isn't as bad. He always found it hard to try to fall asleep and on days where it was particularly hard for him to go to bed Splinter would make him a soothing cup of warm milk with honey. The moment Donnie's head hit the pillow he would be out like a light.

He still makes the warm milk and honey for himself every now and then because of how comforting it is.

All-nighters are a regular thing for Donnie, but not as often as one would think. The only time Donnie really pulls any all-nighters is when he has a huge project he's trying to finish. That's usually when the kitchen constantly smells like coffee and Pop-Tarts. Other than that he does try to keep a somewhat consistant sleep schedule.

It's hard for him to pick just one Pop-Tart that he likes the most, so he has a top three. Nothing beats a classic cinnamon and brown sugar, s'mores is such an iconic flavor, but surprisingly enough his favorite are the strawberry milkshake Pop-Tarts.

He's not a fan of foods and drinks that have orange artificial flavoring.

No surprise here but he has a massive sweetooth. Not a super big fan of chocolate but there are some chocolate things he likes (usually they incorporate another flavor). Donnie's a caramel kind of guy.

This version of Donnie does not take any bullshit from his brothers, especially Leo and Raph. Yeah there have been times, especially when they were kids, when Donnie was "walked on" by his older brothers as they would push their "older brother authority" onto the younger ones.

But after saving New York and more broadly the world, Donnie's confidence in himself his skyrocketed. Raph in particular is proud of his younger brother for having found his voice and his confidence.

Despite his newfound confidence, social situations are not Donnie's thing at all. This version of the purple clad turtle has some issues with social anxiety. Big social gatherings (for example, the turtles receiving the keys to the city at the end of Out of the Shadows) gives him this bubbling anixety he feels in his gut and he just feels so awkward.

It's hard for him to start conversations with people and small talk just makes him feel more awkward. He feels the most comfortable when he's talking to someone that has the same interest as him.

He really likes making little trinkets for people or fixing things. Donnie's fixed plenty of things around the lair, and he uses thta as an excuse to focus on something else when his brain needs a break from the main project he's been working on.

Donnie has taught Raph some of the basics when it comes to tools and fixing certain appliances. They'll even work on the garbage truck together sometimes.

Not only do they share an interest in books, but Leo and Donnie like to play chess together quite often. Leo sees it as a way to pull his younger brother out of his lab and socialize every now and then, and Donnie just likes spending time with his big brother.

When Donnie's mad at Leo he'll use one of his brother's tea mugs for his coffee.

Donnie and Mikey are almost opposites of each other, but that doesn't mean they don't get along. If it's one thing they do together it's playing video games. They've both collected all sorts of consoles and games over the years and many games they have a mutual interest in.

The two youngest brothers can sit on the couch and talk about the video game they've been hyperfixating on for hours. Donnie has found that Mikey is a great conversationalist.

[pappydaddy]

beach date (j.m.)

tv show/movie: outer banks | pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader 

requested by another lovely anon as part of my 800 follower celebration

synopsis: jj and y/n go on a winter beach date for valentines day

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“JJ! This is private property,” Y/N hissed as she tried to dig her heels into the soft sand that was chilled by the winter. JJ, her boyfriend, ignored her as he easily continued to lead her down the dunes towards said private beach. “Shoupe’s been on our asses lately, if he even has an inkling that we’ve been here, he’s going to book our asses!” She protested. The last thing JJ needed was to catch another charge. 

  JJ shrugged nonchalantly, slowing down his pace now that they were hidden by the steep imbank of dunes. “Relax, Sweets. I planned for this. The rich people that own this place only technically own from that dock,” He pointed out to a long dock that was lined with fancy street lights. It looked more like a pier than a dock - especially any docks Y/N saw on The Cut. “Down that way. That sign we just passed was put there illegally since it is not in their boundary. Pope told me so.” 

  Y/N nodded, relaxing slightly. If Pope said it was okay, then it was okay. Pope was a stickler for the rules even after securing his scholarship and acceptance to a bunch of schools. “Okay, as long as Shoupe isn’t going to mysteriously come and arrest us.” She muttered, wrapping both her arms around his free arm - the other one straining as he carried a large basket, as she nuzzled her cheek into his jacket covered arm. 

  JJ pressed a kiss to her head as they strolled down towards the rolling waves. “I mean, I think Shoupe is just always looking for reasons to arrest me, but he won’t arrest us because this is public property,” He nodded his head towards the span of the beach they stood on. “And, nobody is going to try to report us because those rich snobs aren’t even on the Island.”

  “You really thought this all out, huh?” She smiled up at him as he stopped walking. JJ chuckled, freeing his arm from her as he sat the basket down. 

  “Sweets, I had this planned out for months.” He informed her, opening the basket and pulling the blanket that was messily folded at the top out, spreading it out over the sand. The moon, high in the sky, made the ocean darkened by the night gleam. Her hand slipped into his outstretched one as he gently pulled her to walk onto the blanket. 

  Together, the settled down and JJ covered them with another warm blanket, protecting them from the chill winter brought to February. Y/N watched fondly as JJ started to dig through the basket again. Her eyes stayed watching him even as he started pulling out take-out containers from The Wreck. “I wanted to cook for you, but Kie kicked me out of our cooking lessons because I kept screwing up,” He admitted shamefully, but he tried to mask it with a goofy tone and smile. “But she got her dad to give us the stuff that was nearly expired at an insane discount.” He shook the take-out container he was currently holding before setting it with the rest. 

  “I was in the mood for The Wreck anyway.” She smiled softly, but JJ kept his attention on making sure he got all the food out. She knew JJ was ashamed of not being able to bring her a home cooked meal (especially when she always cooks everything she plans the picnics. She also knew he would feel worse if she commented about his cooking which she loved. He makes the best grilled cheese. Always experimenting with adding different things. 

  “And I got Champagne-“ He cheered, pulling a chilled bottle and two flukes out, eyes proud and chest puffed out. 

  “You didn’t,” She smiled, recognizing the bottle. It was from the Country Club. Even though JJ left his job there, he still knew that place like the back of his hand and often swiped some things when need be. “I’ve never had champagne, this is gonna be the best Valentines ever!”

  “I take offence to that, I would say our first Valentines was the best valentines ever.” He winked. They have spent some amazing Valentine's Days together. This marked their third one together, and she couldn’t be happier.

  She opened her mouth to speak, but a noise over by the dunes startled her, making her whip her head around to look over her shoulder. Her wide eyes were met by nothing but the night sky that was littered with a blanket of stars - twinkling happily. “Did you hear that? I think someone is up there.” She asked JJ, looking over at him, He was also looking in that direction, but his eyes were wide with what appeared to be a mix of fear and disappointment. 

  “Might have been the wind, you know-“ JJ paused, squinting as the wheels in his heard were turning - searching for an explanation. “It’s cold, weird noises come from the cold.” He shrugged, turning back to face the cold looking water. 

  Humming, Y/N flicked nervous eyes back to the dunes before she turned back around, scooting closer to JJ - both because she was cold and because she felt at unease and he always made her feel protected. Soon, as the conversation flowed and the food was opened, the little incident slipped from her mind. Even the unopened champagne wasn’t even a thought in her head once they seeped into each other’s presence. 

  It was as if everything about them fit together like a puzzle piece, perfectly made for each other. From the way their personalities clicked together to the way their bodies mould together so perfectly - even in the most basic way. She never believed that someone could be so perfect for her. She never once believed that love was possible, especially not with the boy she thought only saw her as a friend. But she was wrong. And, oh, how happy she was to be wrong. 

  “Look, in the sky, you can see something.” JJ suddenly veered off the topic they had been rambling on for the last ten minutes, both lazily leaning on each other as the empty containers laid haphazardly in the basket from their half assed attempt to clean up. Perking up, she looked to where he was pointing in the sky, off in the distance over her shoulder. 

 “What? I don’t see anything, J.” She shook her head, squinting into the sky. The candles he had pulled out when the moon fell behind the looming house made the sky look even brighter and easier to see, but all she was were the dancing stars. 

  “Here, stand up,” JJ pushed himself up, hand outstretched for her to pull herself up with. Curiosity was a trap and she always falls right into it, but with JJ she knew it wouldn’t hurt her. Pulling herself up, she rolled onto her tip toes, wobbling a little before falling back down to her heels, the sand used the blanket shifting and making her fall back into JJ’s hard chest. “Right up there.” 

  JJ’s hands fell onto her shoulders, angling her in the direction before leaving her. The heat she felt on her back from his closeness seemed to distance itself from her, meaning he was moving away but she was too wrapped up in trying to find whatever he saw to be concerned. Besides, she knew it wasn’t something bad - she was with JJ after all. “JJ, I really can’t see it, did you imagine it?” She questioned, whirling around on her heel, the blanket and sand twisting and moving from the movement. As soon as she fully registered the scene in front of her, she gasped - hand flying up to her mouth as tears filled her eyes. 

  A smirk played on his lips, but she could see the sparkle of nerves in his eyes. “I think I saw the reflection of this, actually.” He commented, his normal confidence shining through. There he kneeled, eyes shining up at her, outshining the diamond ring tucked in the velvet box he held. 

  An unnatural noise left her as tears rolled down her face, shaking hands leaving her face to reach out for his face. “Is this why you sent Sarah to kidnap me for a spa day?” She chuckled through the tears, a smile so large on her face that it hurt. JJ laughed at this, his own eyes tearing up. 

  “I’m not very good with my words, but I know that I love you even if I don’t know how to say it as fancy as they do in the movies. And I know that you have me. Body and soul and everything else. I also know that I want to spend every second with you and I want to call you my wife. I want you to be the thing that saves the Maybank name because even just you taking it will make it better,” He paused, probably for dramatic effect if Y/N had to guess. “So, will you marry me and legally be mine?” 

  “Yes. Yes, of course,” She breathed out, nodding frantically as she dropped to her knees in front of him. “Oh my god, yes!” She proclaimed again, making JJ let out a soft laugh before she yanked him towards her by his face that was nestled in her hands, pressing his lips to hers. Her salty tears of happiness hit their mouths but neither of them cared. 

  JJ always was able to do things with his eyes closed. Take off a bra one handed. Roll a blunt. Pick Y/N out of a crowd. Now, he can add putting a ring on his fiancée’s shaking finger while his is shaking just as bad while kissing her to that list. Suddenly, excited screams started the pair, making them pull away from each other, startled. Looking up at the dunes, Y/N was shocked to see their friends running down the dune, each from a different place, but all with their phones held up, recording.

  “Nobody warned me? I would have worked on my crying face and worn something cuter!” Y/N yelled, her large smile and the way she climbed to JJ as they stood up together showed how much she wouldn’t trade this memory for anything.

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Ellen Greene has her own house in Maywood, that she goes back to after the funeral. Her own house, and she's been taking care of the Starrs! For all Douglas' scorn, she had more than him - at least in possessions, since he didn't own his house and only left some books to pack up. So much for a fat old thing of no importance, huh? She must have had friends back in town as well.

I don't hate Douglas, or Ellen, but he's got a good helping of LMM scorn for those he considers lesser - somewhat understandable considering how his life was. Wasting away in the countryside with only one true mourner at his funeral. Even if you only had a kernel of snob in you, being in his position, having to choose no society for your health, having little to give your daughter but your heart and mind. I can see how you'd prioritize those things more and more, and look down on those who can't connect in that way or see the point. Especially if you're reliant on them to take care of you.

He's a loving father, however you might feel about his choices and priorities. And ultimately I like that LMM shows him as an imperfect person, a proud man, a snob, and unkind in his sickness. Of course Emily's going to idealize him, he was about the only person she knew and the only one who understood her. But he does feel like a real person still in all his flaws, pride and arguable mistakes.

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disclaimer: this is the first comic project ive ever done. i welcome constructive criticism though!

it’s mostly a comic, but each one will have little written blurbs. like a half fic, half comic!

CANNIBAL STARS ARC 1: HELLO STARS!

CHAPTER 1: DEAL!

New York City 1921.

Hidden under Lady Bloom’s Book Store is perhaps one of the most ritzy speakeasies around, lush, extravagant, flashy and swimming in snobs, celebrities, and rising stars. In turn, this makes for the greatest hub for foraging a name and connection with others. Whether or not bridges are built or burns depends on the mind of the player. A striving theatre actress and bold clothing designer, Rosalia reclines on a dark brown leather couch with a glass of red wine and tells herself it’s to loosen up before she gets on stage. Truthfully, she earns some extra income by performing at night as a flapper as her fiery and boisterously proud attitude gets her glares from potential scouters- not to mention her unconventional appearance of strawberry blonde and red hair and tall stature can make her a hard sell, not meeting the typical vision for a woman. She scoffs at every glare and remark. She knows she should lower her head to achieve her goals but she’s much too proud to let herself get treated any less than how she feels she deserves.

Her recent move from Boston, Massachusetts down to New York has proved beneficial- and many more men are less willing to fight with her as she’s sure there’s no shortage of women like herself there. Perhaps tiring men was a hobby of hers.

For the past 2 weeks in Lady Bloom’s Bookstore, she’s been making quite the name for herself as a flapper- but someone’s name she doesn’t know, someone’s name she absolutely wants to know, sits at the bar. He never seems to drink too heavily- sometimes he seems to drink water or nothing at all. He seems to have quite the tall stature but Rosalia is almost certain she will dwarf the man as that occurs as many times as the sun sets and rises.

She swirls the wine around in the glass cup, not quite as beautiful as the red color of blood but perhaps that could be fixed should someone lack decorum. Mimzy, who honestly serves as the manager for the speak easy as she’s always there to perform, approaches her. They always appreciate a good gossip session.

“My dear Missy Mimz, what your opinion,” Rosalia asks with a quirked brow without giving time for a proper hello,

She continues, “on Mr. loner there?”

Mimzy swivels her head around to follow Rosalia’s gaze.

“Hah! Thats Alastor… Ya gonna take a crack at ‘em?” Mimzy teases.

Rosie is almost taken aback. Not in any offensive manner, however it was odd to hear as she has been able to charm any man, should they be they object of her desire.

“Am I that obvious?” Rosie curiously asks, Mimzy gives a giggle.

“Nah! Ya’d just be damned if you thought YOU’RE the first one.”

“Ack- what? He some lounge lizard?” Rosie asks.

“Haha! You’re killing me, hon. He’s quite the opposite. Al only ever shows up alone and leave alone. 100$ ya can’t break em!” Mimzy challenges.

Rosalia feigns hurt, scoffs and playfully rolls her eyes.

The pair move from the couch, rising from their playful little deal. Rosie being the confident individual she is has zero doubt in her ability to win. She had been able to woo any man she wished to, that is until Rosies fiery flam of an attitude never settle. Rosie dusts her dress, ready to change and doll herself up for the night…

thank you for getting to this point if you have🥲🥹