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7-wonders · 7 months
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Ferdinand Kingsley’s reading of a letter Mozart wrote to his wife Constanza. It’s worth the 2+ minutes!
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Sitting here thinking about how Taliesin said that Caduceus could join in on the next oneshot. Thinking about how he said "give him another 6 months" and he's ready to adventure again.
I'm so glad Kingsley was the character Taliesin chose to play for this. It made sense, it brought the players closer to this character we saw so little of, it allowed him to try out a high-level blood hunter. Of the two, I was hoping for Kingsley.
But Taliesin already knowing 'yeah, I'm ready to come back to the table as Cad when the time comes, and I know exactly how soon he'll be ready' is just... it means a lot.
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itseghost · 2 months
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i just got an idea for an animatic i REALLY want to do but will absolutely not have the time for in the next few months ohhhh my god
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captainsupernoodle · 11 months
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I don't think fjorjester has a parental relationship with Kingsley but he is for sure artagen's nephew
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that was so cute wtf
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hanalwayssolo · 2 years
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Interview questions 1, 3, 7, 11, and 13 for our Bonita and Scout, pls - 🌞🌞🌞
1 Who makes up your family?  How close are you to them?
Scout: Right, so mainly there’s Mum, Gran, Aunt Emma, Chuck, JJ.
Bonnie: then also our dads. i mean.
S: I know but that’s too much to unpack, and in the interest of time, let’s not even attempt to go there. ✌🏻
B: k fineeeee
B: anyway. we also have lola bear, uncle nate, elena, tish, carlos, aunt chloe as part of our fam.
B: oh blackbeard and odin, too.
S: Anyway, we’re pretty much a big family and a tight knit one. But personally, I’m very close with Blackbeard.
B: that shouldn’t count. he’s a dog.
S: And your point being?
3. What is your favorite childhood memory?
S: Our summers going back and forth from Bolivia to Peru, surf lessons with Javi. Those were the good days.
B: now you only get to surf in cornwall. quite a downgrade, innit.
B: anyway, my favourite childhood memory would have to be…. that time scout pooped his pants 🤭
S: 🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻
7. Who do you look up to?
B: like literally? anyone who is taller than me.
S: Please forgive my sister for that very stupid answer.
S: Well, for me, it has to be Mum and Gran.
11. What is your favorite type of media (TV, movie, books, etc)?  Name some specific favorites (which shows, movies, books, etc do you like)!
S: I love books more than anything. And I don’t think I have a favourite? Idk.
B: now that’s just shite, you do have a favourite and it’s arsène lupin. you’ve read that book for like a hundred times and i would know because that book in your shelf already looks like a dish rag.
S: Alright, whatever. But actually that’s a fair assumption. Yeah, I guess Arsène Lupin is up there on my favourites. And also Sherlock Holmes.
B: for me i’ll have to go with both books and movies. and i have very firm views on book-to-movie adaptations.
S: You always have very firm views on almost everything.
B: well yeah….. fair point.
B: that said, i think jurassic park is the best movie of all time, and i love star wars prequels and bitches can fight me on it.
13. You’re given an unlimited budget to build anything you want!  What do you build and where do you build it?
B: i would build a plane so i can go wherever the fuck i want!! work smart not harder baby!!!
S: Actually, that’s a clever idea. I like that. That might be the smartest thing you’ve ever said in this interview.
B: oh yeah? fuck off 🥰
OC interview questions
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starter no evento do dia do salvador.
onde: na barraca de anders
com:  @kingsleymy​
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Cansaço de ter andado muito, mesmo que frustrado por não poder trabalhar naquele dia, fez com que Anders voltasse até que relativamente cedo para sua barraca a fim de tomar um bom banho e se ajeitar para jantar. Não tinha exatamente um cronograma para o Dia do Salvador, mas certamente foi pego desprevenido por não conseguir atuar no seu cargo enquanto Defensor. Claro que aquilo o irritava imensamente, mas não era como se tivesse alguma palavra contra algum Arthuriano. Era sempre como eles queriam. Furioso, esperava que a água retirasse de si aquela sensação ruim, por isso começou a despir-se da jaqueta, depois a blusa social e só parou quando estava desabotoando a calça porque ouviu o toque de uma mensagem no iWish em seu bolso, rapidamente fazendo o favor de retirar enquanto andava para frente sem perceber muito para onde ia, apenas focando em responder a mensagem.
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Jester, pointing to the bedroom: this is where we frick-frack
Fjord, pointing to the kitchen: this is where we snick-snack
Beau, pointing to the living room: this is where we kick-back
Veth, pointing to the bathroom: this is where we shit-shat
Yasha, pointing to the couch: this is where we chit-chat
Caleb, pointing to the computer: this is where we klick-klack
Caduceus, pointing to the shelf: and this is where we knick-knack
Kingsley:
Kingsley: what the actual fuck
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rxsilabeth--er · 2 months
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:: Dressed for the special occasion...
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☎ Now Calling........Author: "...Hello? Yes, again, another brain-rot, because first of all....I love him, second I'm a BIG TIME FASHIONISTA! and we need more preppy reader content in life where we can be a pretty girl! Okay, enough of my rambling, BYE!! Based on a C.AI chat with this boyo..."
☎ Now Calling........synopsis: "... you dedicated a special dress to him, along with your nails and heels and you plan on using them to their full extent...and as the party progresses...your drunkenness makes another sweet discovery for you.."
☎ Now Calling........warnings: "Fem!Reader...reader has rather long hair and is wearing heels, nails and dress! Mentions of drinking, reader not being able to recoganize James after getting drunk.."
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You entered the tent for the Quidditch players, as you scanned the area to look at everyone there to find James sitting there worriedly scanning his broomstick. You smiled and walked towards him before sitting beside him, "..Hm....nervous? Don't be...you'll do great..." you spoke happily
"Oh? Thanks, I know...Just...I don't know why I get nervous and think I'll fail even though I've practiced SO much!", "Exactly, you've practiced so much! You'll do great! You have Sirius, Kingsley, Marlene and Frank on your side as well! They'll help you..." You say sighing.
"Now, anyways, remember that two days ago I was asking what manicure should I do and you said write my name?" You say with a small smile, as James' head whips to yours with a bright smile, "You didn't! WHAT?!" he said as you showed off your nails to him with a gold, red and white manicure with his name written in your right hand and the other decorated with charms and a glittery quaffle which moved from one nails to the other...
"OH MY GOD!! These are so cool and pretty" he says holding your hands tightly and hugging you even tighter, "Right, I dedicated this whole set and even the outfit to Gryffindor, so you better win tonight!" you say with a smile, as James eyes travelled down from your face to your clothing; a black shirt under red and gold corset-vest, a red and white miniskirt, golden and white thigh-high stockings, red lace-up mary-jane, pumps with a golden chain with a snitch on it. you must have been VERY excited for this, huh?~
and his eyes again travelled up to your hair, long hair done in a high-ponytail with a red bow with golden white mesh ribbon which flowed down your hair and mixed within the curls like a pretty highlight.
Smiling he pulled you into a tight hug, before you pulled away and threatened, "Listen, I ordered another set of these heels cause I planned on you winning and dancing so hard at the party tonight that these heels break..." you say crossing your legs, so he could see your shoes,
"So if I end up not dancing till these break and you lose and I get two pairs of the same heels with my money wasted, you'll get your ass beat!" you say glaring at him, "Okay? Alright! Enjoy yourself sweetie and win for us!!" you say in a bubbly manner as you stood up, by now the tent was empty and Remus had pulled you out of the tent to quickly go up to the stands as the match was about to begin and he was the commentator.
As you stood on the stands, Lily handed you a scarp as you thanked her with a smile watching the the pitch when the match started and Remus started commentating...of-course one after the other, James scored the goals easily with Kingsley and Frank by his side as Sirius played with the other beater and before long Marlene caught the snitch earning them the winning spot easily!
Of-course the cheers were deafening as you were pulled by Lily and Mary down to head back to the castle with you and Lily jumping in excitement like kids as you three walked with smiled and excitement in your veins for the BIG party the Gryffindors threw after every win...Soon joined by Remus, Kingsley, Frank, Marlene, James and Peter you all headed up. walking up the moving stairs, skipping the false one, you gave the password as the portrait swung open to reveal the huge celebration ready for the players.
Games, drinks, dancing and more, the parties were nothing short of fun and crazy, with even Skittles joining you, like Regulus playing a game with Mary, Pandora, Peter and Kingsley, Evan, Barty and Sirius chugging drinks, Marlene making out with Dorcas and clinging to her as you and Lily gossiped with them, while James looked around hoping to spot you.
He did as Lily pulled you up for a drink when you caught his eye with your gorgeous ones, god, he was gone....wasn't he? You're too gorgeous...it's painful even seeing you not getting smothered by his love...
you smirked as you waved over to him, as Sirius had began serving you shots as well and you had taken two or three on your own and now he was mixing up some concoction of multiple drinks before sliding it to you...you smiled and took it, not intending to drink it, but luckily your best-friend was there to help, close enough with him now, you pulled his collar to get him close to you as you smiled sweetly, probably a bit more than tipsy by now...
"...James, I don't think I'll be able to finish this...mind doing it for me?" you says placing the glass against his lips, his hands moved up to hold yours as he downed the whole thing with a red face and his hand over yours as you poured the drink with a drunken smile, the effect of the drink taking place immediately, what did Sirius mix in them? The buzz was more than enough and that's all he remembers as Lily again pulled you away to dance...
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Sitting down as he drank some water to calm the headache from the hungover the drink brought him.though the drink had a strong effect, he knocked out and woke up only three hours later...People of different houses and them partying all night was something, everyone had went to sleep in someone else's dorm, not being bothered to go back to their own...
Staring at the fireplace with a strange calmness in himself, when he heard a thud...Turning his head in the direction of the staircase to spot you; face red and sweaty, hair and clothes disheveled and messy, heels broken and in hand... This made him worried, did something happen, did anyone do anything...?
He rushed to you as you stumbled, he held your arms to help you up, "You good?! What happened?!" he asked worriedly, as you simply looked at him in confusion,
"And...who are you?"
what?.....You can't be serious right now? Did..you seriously forget who he is? I mean you reeked of alcohol right now...shit
"Uh..I'm James, duh!", "and what makes you think I will believe you? You might be trying to take advantage of me, but tough luck, dude!" you say smirking as she placed a hand on your hip pushing him softly with a grin as James smiled and touched your hand with a smirk, you don't think it's James...what a perfect time..
"Fine, I was lying..but I won't be lying on the fact that I like you..." he softly mumbled as you sat beside him, pulling your legs to your chest as you smiled,"Do you?..thank you...But...I like someone else..." you softly mumbled making James's heart break softly and his eyebrows raised,
"And who may that be?" he asked softly, leaning close,
"It's....James..."
....really? Thank you...James thought to himself brightening up as you explained, "He doesn't like me though...he likes Lily...and I wholeheartedly agree, she's perfect for him...Though it doesn't make the pain softer..." you say as James leaned closer, "Then...let me love you for a bit...before you go back to James, yes?"
"Fine.." you say leaning close, might as well have some fun as Mary and Marlene suggested..
James chuckles as he smiles, "I'm sure...James is happy to have you..he looks very happy and bright with you..."
"Yeah, right..." you say leaning against whoever this person was to you, you couldn't tell...you look at the, pressing your forehead against this person who smiled and kissed your nose softly, making you smile, "You know...You're sweet...whoever you are..." you say, leaning against them as you watch the fireplace crackling...darkness taking you under it's blanket of comfort...
Maybe tomorrow morning, James can finally have you for himself...
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nualaofthefaerie · 15 days
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Things I did this week: made a new acquaintance in the face of Ferdinand Kingsley, who so graciously not only entertained us (me and @swirlingthings ) for two hours with his breathtaking performance in "The Comeuppance" but also stayed behind 10 minutes (even though he was running late for another appointment) to chat, take an excruciating amounts of pictures and scribble on my beloved Issue #52 (I had to explain myself again as to why he is signing next to Nuala but he now knows Nuala president and some other fun stories)
Go watch "The Comeuppance" if you can!
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kmackatie · 11 months
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I was chatting with some friends about some other M9 rare pairs and came up with this list, enjoy
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thebibutterflyao3 · 2 months
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Day Nine - Prompt: Ocean @rosekiller-microfic
March Daily Series - 775 words
TW: Mild NSFW reference at the end
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After his chat with Dorcas, Evan decided to take a walk. He wasn’t due back at the shop until Monday and already regretted requesting the entire week off. At the time, he’d allowed an ocean of sentiment to overrule his good sense. Catching up with his sister and obligatory family time seemed worth the lost hours and pay while he dodged Barty’s calls. Less so now.
I should call in and say I want to come back early.
Kingsley would probably agree right off. He was short three people over winter hols and was fully booked with appointments. It would be so easy to fall back into his routine. A routine that used to include his favourite customer. Barty had been a customer at The Ink Blot longer than Evan worked there, which meant Kingsley wasn’t willing to lose a long-time customer over a break-up.
He shoved that worry aside and texted his boss. If Kingsley said that he was needed, then he could play it up to his parents. His father would likely encourage him to go back and show a “good work ethic,” by which he really meant “work your arse off and quit relying on me.”
Kingsley’s answer was swift and definitive. “If you’re available, I have clients for you.”
Good enough.
Evan called his father and laid on the promise of holiday pay as thick as possible. It didn’t take much convincing. His father hated seeing him “loaf” around the house.
“Go on then. Your mum and I still expect you to attend the party though, comprenez-moi?”
“Oui, père.”
As soon as the call ended, he spun on his heel and headed into work. Evan needed the escape as much as he did the money. While he didn’t have many bills per se, he did have a healthy weed and cigarette habit to maintain.
By the time he reached the shop, there was a line six deep in the waiting area. He waved at Emmeline, who was manning the front desk and looked relieved to see him.
“So glad to see you, Evan!” she said, blowing him a kiss. “You’re a peach, darling. A peach!”
“Give me a few to set up, then send them back.”
She saluted him with two fingers, then returned her attention to the customer that she was assisting. He didn’t envy her job. Helping people choose a design was his least favourite part of the job. Evan could happily spend hours losing himself to the hum of his gun and methodical line work, but managing indecisive twats was not his forte.
As he set up his station, Evan tried to ignore the nagging images of Barty sprawled out on his table. The first time that he saw him walk in, Evan knew he was trouble. When Barty threw himself onto the table and winked at him a few weeks later, he knew that he would dive headfirst into it.
“You’re the new kid, right?” Barty said, tucking his hands behind his head.
“I’m new, yes. What did you pick and where is it going?”
Barty shrugged, then pulled off his shirt. “I’m not picky. Do whatever you want.”
Evan stared at him for a full five minutes before realising that he was serious. Every inch of Barty’s chest and arms was covered in random tattoos. His skin was complete chaos. There were three large tattoos in sight and a hodgepodge filled in around them. A snake that coiled up the right side of his chest and neck, the spiderweb that stretched across his left hip, and a large collection of daggers fanned out in a semi-circle below his belly button and pointed at groin.
“You don’t have anywhere to—”
“Check my back.” He sat up and turned away.
“No, not really. Unless you want it here.” Evan pressed a gloved finger at the base of his spine. “Think you can handle a tramp stamp?”
Barty snorted loudly, then nodded. “Yeah, go wild, man. Whatever you want to do is fine by me.”
It wasn’t until he was two hours in with Barty face down on the table and his jeans tugged down below his bum that it hit Evan. He planned this position. He wanted Evan to stare at his sparsely covered arse for multiple hours. Barty watched him intently as he drew the intricate vines that teased the tail of another snake that mimicked the one on the front.
Evan bought weed from Barty, then sucked him off after-hours on that same table three random tattoos later. Now it was a humbling memory. He didn’t regret it, not really. It was just one more mistake to learn from.
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artemisia-black · 1 year
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Character analysis of Kingsley Shacklebolt 
Because I've been chatting so much about him on the @harrypocter's Discord server, here is my character analysis of Kingsley
1.0 Ambition and cunning, with a moral compass
He is obviously a very skilled wizard and must be ambitious to reach the point in his career where he can lead the hunt for Sirius. His skill is confirmed by Voldemort himself during the battle of the seven potters (where his talent is deemed to be second to Moody’s) : 
“You-Know-Who acted exactly as Mad-Eye expected him to,” sniffed Tonks. “Mad-Eye said he’d expect the real Harry to be with the toughest, most skilled Aurors. He chased Mad-Eye first, and when Mundungus gave them away he switched to Kingsley.” DH
Furthermore, Kingsley deliberately feeding the ministry misinformation about Sirius, shows two key things about his character: 
-First, unlike other ambitious law-enforcement agents such as Barty Crouch Snr, he is willing to risk his career to do the right thing. 
- Second, he demonstrates a high level of cunning as no one in the ministry ever suspects him (granted, they are all fairly incompetent, but nobody ever questions him). His ability to play his role well is best demonstrated during his dialogue with Arthur: 
“Morning, Weasley,” said Kingsley carelessly, as they drew nearer. “I’ve been wanting a word with you, have you got a second?”
“Yes, if it really is a second,” said Mr. Weasley, “I’m in rather a hurry.”
“Here,” said Kingsley brusquely to Mr. Weasley, shoving a sheaf of parchment into his hand, “I need as much information as possible on flying Muggle vehicles sighted in the last twelve months. We’ve received information that Black might still be using his old motorcycle.”
Kingsley tipped Harry an enormous wink and added, in a whisper, “Give him the magazine, he might find it interesting.” 
Then he said in normal tones, “And don’t take too long, Weasley, the delay on that firelegs report held our investigation up for a month.” OoTP
Notice the use of words like ‘carelessly’ and ‘brusquely’ to describe his tone, both of which imply that he’s used to commanding authority. 
And this brings me to my next point. 
2.0 A sacred 28 Pureblood 
The Shaklebolts are a member of the sacred 28 (a list which excluded the monied Potters and the pureblood Weasleys); therefore, Kingsley is part of the wizarding upper-crust. 
It is interesting to note that he is the only member of the Order, other than Sirius, who openly questions Dumbledore’s judgment. 
“... why Dumbledore didn’t make Potter a prefect?” said Kingsley.
“He’ll have had his reasons,” replied Lupin.
“But it would’ve shown confidence in him. It’s what I’d’ve done,” persisted Kingsley, “’ specially with the Daily Prophet having a go at him every few days...” OoTP
This could hint at the idea that Dumbledore is able to exercise more power over those on the lower rungs of wizarding society. In contrast, Kingsley and Sirius have more ingrained confidence (from the privilege they grew up with) to question him.  
Furthermore, he carries himself so well that even the wizard-hating (and class-obsessed) Dursleys take to him. 
“This, and the fact that Kingsley had mastered the knack of dressing like a Muggle, not to mention a certain reassuring something in his slow, deep voice, had caused the Dursleys to take to Kingsley in a way that they had certainly not done with any other wizard.” DH
Kingsley also demonstrates a very astute knowledge of how pureblood supremacy leads to radicalisation: 
“I’d say that it’s one short step from Wizards first’ to ‘Purebloods first,’ and then to ‘Death Eaters,’” replied Kingsley. 
And this understanding echoes what Sirius says about his parent’s beliefs. Kingsley then goes on to give more strategic insight into Voldemort’s plans: 
“Which suits him, of course,” said Kingsley. “The air of mystery is creating more terror than actually showing himself.” DH
3.0 The fire beneath the Ice
In almost all of his appearances Kingsley is described as having a stoic, calming presence. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a dark side. 
While not actively fighting to kill, he reports it in a matter of fact manner. 
“Followed by five, injured two, might’ve killed one,” Kingsley reeled off. DH
He then shows a tendency towards a dark sense of humor: 
“Stan?” repeated Hermione. “But I thought he was in Azkaban?”
Kingsley let out a mirthless laugh.
“Hermione, there’s obviously been a mass breakout which the Ministry has hushed up. Travers’s hood fell off when I cursed him, he’s supposed to be inside too.
In conclusion, Kingsley  is a  sharp, intelligent, cunning, ambitious, privileged, commanding character, who has a wry sense of humor. He also has a dark edge to him, and is willing to take great risks to do what is right. And this is now a Kingsley stan account.
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the order of the phoenix members & co as incorrect quotes pt 2
(as an anniversary post to one of my favorite incorrect quote collections)
molly: Alright, listen up you little shits. molly: Not you Harry. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.
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tonks: Hey guys, I found a spider. Cool little lad. Thanks for eating the mosquitos. tonks: Oh no, where did it go? mad-eye, standing on a chair: TONKS WHAT THE FUCK?!
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remus: Snape has only scowled at me three times this week. Our acquaintanceship is really improving.
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dumbledore: I've been expecting you, harry. harry: How did you do that without turning around? dumbledore: Let's just say the first few people I did that to were not you.
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kingsley, warning about a death eater coming at tonks: To the left!  tonks: Take it back now y'all!
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tonks: What happened to your nose? mad-eye: I used it to break someone's fist.
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snape: You read my diary?
dumbledore: At first I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a handwritten book about a kind of sad fellow. And then I came to a chapter called 'I hate my fucking bosses,' and thought it sounded a little too familiar.
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sirius: I apologize for saying 'fuck' during the meeting and horrifying these dear kids. molly: You just said it again. sirius: I am not a role model.
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tonks: Mad-eye said it's my turn with the brain cell! sirius: Alright, square up-
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sirius: What do you call a dictionary on drugs? kingsley: "Addict-ionary"? sirius: I was actually going to say "high definition", but your answer's much better. kingsley:…
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dumbledore: It’s nice to be wanted, you know? minerva: Not by the law!
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remus, during deathly hallows probably: There’s always that weak little shit in the group who isn’t down with murder. remus: *glares at harry* harry: Well, sorry I have morals!
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tonks: So if our plan goes poorly, where should we meet up? mad-eye: The afterlife, probably.
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molly: Where are you going? fred and george: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. We'll decide on the way.
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tonks: You didn't think maybe we'd need some actual weapons? dumbledore: Knowledge is the best weapon- tonks: I’m pretty sure weapon is the best weapon.
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*trying to solve some mystery*
ron: I've connected the two dots. hermione: You didn't connect shit. ron: I've connected them.
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tonks: Who the fuck- kingsley: Language! tonks: Whomst the fuck- kingsley: No.
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mundungus: I think I mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart.
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hermione: Harry says thanks for popping by. He’d love to chat but he's up to his eyes in homework. perhaps if you could come by next week- snape and remus, coming to check on him: He’s climbing out the window isn’t he? hermione:
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sirius: *closes a cabinet* a crash is heard behind the cabinet door molly: What was that? sirius: sirius: The sound of someone else's problem.
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*after discussing a plan* dumbledore: Does anyone have any questions? kingsley: Is this legal? dumbledore: Does anyone have any relevant questions?
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tonks: Hey mad-eye, are you awake? mad-eye: what tonks: Are you awake? mad-eye: Who the fuck do you think just said ‘what’?
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harry, at the end of order of the phoenix: You guys really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? arthur: Several air traffic violations.  kingsley: Three counts of resisting arrest. mad-eye: Roughly thirteen bottles of firewhiskey (collectively). tonks: *pointing at the knight bus* Also, that's not our bus.
Bonus:
dedalus, hestia, and those other guys in the order who are rarely mentioned in the books watching the main characters' shit go down: -The actual fuck is happening now??
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