#James is close in height to him tho
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random headcanons
velvet & veneer
pretty self explanatory. i needed someplace to dump all these stupid little thoughts. also, as the younger sibling of an older sister, these are all just me self projecting our relationship <3
- vel is mildly dyslexic and it’s been a sensitive topic for her entire life (yet she still makes fun of veneer for not being able to do math)
- veneer had both of his ears pierced, but his left ear eventually closed up cus he doesn’t wear his earring on that side (ifykyk)
- velvet’s anger issues has made her throw things at veneer on multiple occasions
“do you remember that time i accidentally hit you and you threw that moisturizer container at my head?”
“…..”
- both had a very intense phase where they were obsessed with pokémon, specifically, team rocket
- jesse and james were both of their gay awakenings
- velvet always used to practice painting nails and doing makeup on veneer, that they never really grew out of it (she still does it for him <3)
- they never apologized to each other properly after getting upset with each other
“…you hungry?”
“…yeah. i’ll go with you to check the fridge.”
- strangely enough, vel asks to sleep in her brother’s bed if they don’t have anything going on the next day
- vel is one of them VIOLENT ASS SLEEPERS who kicks everything within radius, and her feet are always cold as fuck
“vel… vel, stop kicking me… v-velvet, YOUR FEET ARE COLD!”
- but ven is a blanket hog so they hate sleeping in the same bed but still do it cause it’s oddly comforting for them both
“veneer, it’s cold, bro… give me the- STOP TAKING THE BLANKET!”
- for some reason, they’re always coming at each other’s taste
- “i really don’t know what you see in ritz.”
“yeah? well, at least i didn’t fall for a random fan from the crowd.”
“BITCH-“
- their favorite places as kids were costco and ikea (don’t ask i just have a feeling)
- vel needed glasses as a kid, but she always hated how they looked on her, so she never wore them. ever. her eyesight is still lowkey shit.
- they both took violin and cello lessons as kids, but they thought it was mad boring and left (they don’t remember a single thing about it)
- velvet will fuck up a raw ass steak (so raw that you might as well give her an entire fucking cow), eating it with her bare hands like a wild animal
- as kids, they always talked about bailing each other out if one got arrested (but they both got arrested so that’s out the window 😻)
- “ugh, orange is so not my color.”
“girl, fuck you mean? you look better than all the bitches here.”
- ritz and orchid always go together to visit their criminal lovers in prison
- vel hates the feeling of gel, but does it for the aesthetic (veneer hates it too)
- veneer got his drivers license after vel, but she gets the WORSTTT road rage, so he doesn’t trust her and drives them everywhere
- vel has literally almost stabbed her brother with her sharp crown thingy
- veneer constantly asks his sis what he should wear because he’s too scared of being insulted
- both of their retinas have been burned by all the flashing cameras
- surprisingly, most of vel’s high school homecoming dates were men. nobody except veneer even knew she was a girl kisser until she turned sixteen
- they have matching robes. for sure.
- veneer is a shopping addict ( velvet carries his bags every time cus she thinks his complaining is annoying )
“ugh, my arms-“
“shut up. give me your bags.”
- vel had a giant ass rottweiler when they were in middle school that always scared the shit out of veneer, so that’s why he was so fucking scared of rhonda (velvet’s dog was really sweet tho 😢)
- ven coughs so hard from inhaling too much of vel’s perfume
- vel has a crippling fear of heights and veneer is the same with small spaces
- veneer is terrified of horror movies, and vel tells him to stop being a pussy (one jumpscare and you’ll see her clinging onto her brother)
- vel laughs her ass off every time her brother is mad because she can’t take his twink ass seriously
- these two turn into monsters when it comes to nintendo games (specifically mario kart)
- vel had the nintendo switch and ven had the nintendo lite
- they bought two so that they could have separate animal crossing islands, but ended up living on the same one anyways
- veneer loves the little clink that his shoes make
- never let either of them near cinnamon rolls. ever. (their asses will demolish entire buildings for that stuff)
i’ll probably add more to these later on, so watch out! i’m working on the requests, so watch out for those too!
#trolls band together#trolls 3#velvet and veneer#velvet trolls#veneer trolls#fanfic#fanfiction#headcanons#funny shit#dumb headcanons#random ass post#lesbian#lgbtq#gay
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who do you think would win a fistfight between:
Pomfresh & Severus
Ron & Harry & Hermione
Draco & Pansy
Moody & Greyback
Peter & Luna
Umbridge & Trelawney
Bellatrix & Sirius
Petunia & Narcissa
Slughorn & Flitwick
(hope you have fun with this!)
LMFAOO ILY ANON
Pomfresh & Severus
Idk who Pomfresh is but I’m assuming you mean Pomfrey, if so, Severus would woop her ancient ass.
Ron & Harry & Hermione
(I’m assuming you mean individually)
Harry would probably beat Hermione (saying probably because book!Mione was a menace 💀)
Ron would sweep Hermione off her feet (not like he did in canon tho) and throw her tiny body off the Astronomy tower.
Ron and Harry is a slightly tougher one, but I’m still certain Ron will win. He’s taller and more buff while Harry was generally described as scrawny, and he’s proven to have a lot of physical strength throughout the series. (Mans gave Malfoy a black eye when he was 11)
Draco & Pansy
Draco was definitely taller and stronger, since he, like Harry and Ron, was also a Quidditch player, which requires some strength and a lot of agility. So he’d deffo beat her.
Moody & Greyback
No contest whatsoever 💀💀 Moody was hella old, had an artificial leg, and very.. freakishly built. He was basically just an old man without his wand. However, Greyback, even in his “human” form, looked like a werewolf and had the same claws, teeth, and almost the same amount of strength. He doesn’t even need to use magic to tackle anyone, let alone an old man.
Peter & Luna
ooou, this is a good one. I’d say Peter, he was a rather small man and wasn’t in good shape (bro was a rat for over a decade, I’m surprised he even remembered how to walk), but I think he’d be able to overpower her in a physical fight. He has a metal arm too. She’d be much quicker than him, but I think his throws would be harder. He’d just sit on her tbh.
Umbridge & Trelawney
Omg 😭 this fight would be legendary, that’s for sure. But I think Trelawney would win, she’s probably taller and she’s in much better shape, so I’m assuming she’d win.
Bellatrix & Sirius
That would be such a hot fight 😩 tbh I genuinely don’t know who’d win, but if I had to choose I’d say Sirius.
My reasons are:
He was much more emotional and filled with rage, this could either be very useful or very disadvantageous in a physical fight. If your opponent is calm and collected, there’s a better chance they can make faster and more calculated moves while remaining stealthy. But if your opponent likes to taunt you and is easily distracted, then your anger and recklessness might prove to be useful, as it might catch them off-guard. That’s one of the reasons Molly managed to kill her in the first place, it was a wand-fight, yes, but Bellatrix still proved herself to be too easily-distracted. She likes to laugh and jeer at her opponents, which is a huge disadvantage in fights, most especially physical ones.
Bellatrix probably didn’t even know how to probably fist-fight someone, especially since it was a “filthy Muggle thing.” Wizards, even the non-prejudiced ones, mostly stuck with wand fights, so it would be ridiculous for a witch who thinks anyone who isn’t a pureblood is below her would know about how Muggles fight. She would most likely brush it off as an uncivilised Muggle practice. Sirius, on the other hand, saw learning about Muggle things as a method to rebel against his parents. And considering he and James’s ways of taunting Snape in their schooldays included a shit ton of magical violence (but violence nonetheless), I think it’s safe to say Sirius wasn’t unfamiliar with physical fights.
So I think Sirius would win. I considered this a close one because 1. not much was said about their physical abilities, and their overall abilities, for that matter (apart from their magical talent ofc) 2. they were both approximately the same height 3. they were both in Azkaban for 12 years [if only one of them went to Azkaban and the other lived an extra 12 years of their life being healthy and well-fed then the latter would have a huge advantage].
Petunia & Narcissa
Narcissa a baddie, she’d def win. /j
Ok but seriously, I don’t really know. But I think Petunia might actually win. Narcissa’s taller (and yummier) but, like her sister, she likely didn’t know much about physical fights. Because she was from a pureblood family and believed in pureblood supremacy, so that already gives Tuney an advantage. And even then, we see that Tuney isn’t opposed to physical violence, she legit tried to hit Harry’s head with a frying pan once, so who knows what other messed up shit she’s done to him throughout those 10 years. So, I’d say Tuney might win, but they likely have approximately the same amount of physical strength, which is what makes this fight a rather close one.
Slughorn & Flitwick
If they were to ever get into a fight it would definitely look like this:
that’s all I can say
#severus snape#ron weasley#hermione granger#harry james potter#draco malfoy#narcissa malfoy#luna lovegood#peter pettigrew#sirius black#bellatrix lestrange#filius flitwick#harry potter#hp#ask#asks
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ty for your response.
I think that fans usually prefer romantic pairings between characters who have nothing in common, or they're kinda of enemies... yk what I mean? like, fans ship Harry with Draco and it's literally the most popular hp ship but on the other hand, not so many ship Harry with Ron (who was willing to sacrifice himself for Harry in the third book). their friendship, their bond, especially in the books, was as strong as James and Sirius's friendship, and Weasleys loved Harry the way Potters loved Sirius. that's why i believe wolfstar still would be more interesting ... and tragic, oh god. yeah those were just my opinions ofc ,and maybe I'm wrong haha
and please write abt tall Sirius with short, ty mwah <3
I mean, yeah, I can kinda see it and I can kinda see the appeal, even though I personally never shipped Harry and Draco (but there's this book Carry On which is basically a parody-of-a-sort (in a good way!) of Harry Potter and other popular YA books (mainly hp as we have this whole wizarding school) and there the enemies really become lovers and I ship it soo...) but I somewhat understand it. Also, sorry but for me if that person is not completely annoying and riling you up, it's not love xD I think that's why I also ship Jily, tbh, I wanna know more about them too. This being said, I know there are people like that out there too, but I'm so glad Snape and James aren't a popular ship 😂😂😂 I said I don't hate ships but I just don't think my heart would have survived if this was everywhere. Also, it would be definitely one of the unhealthy ones.
But yeah, I totally agree with Ron and Harry being as close and James and Sirius and I actually think that these friendships are totally the best. And they shouldn't be ruined by romances. People should just normalize people being really close without anyone being in love with the other.
Still, I do ship Wolfstar a lot, maybe one of the few ships I have that is friends to lovers, lol. And yeah, in their case it's gonna be extremely tragic. Likee, the Prank. Idk, I'm the type of person who makes bad decisions and my friends are constantly angry but I don't know how you recover from something like that. And that's nothing. I can't stop imagining these twelve years where Sirius was in prison and knew everyone assumed he had killed his best friend. But that's literally nothing compared to how Remus must have felt. Like, what?? Your two best friends are dead and you assume that the third one (or your lover) did it?! In any case it's crazy.
Edit cause I totally forgot: I don't wanna think of Sirius with short hair, tho 😭 Like, I don't care that much about height difference but I can't imagine him with short hair. I want to believe it was just shortER. Bc he had long hair in PoA because of his time in Azkaban but he later kept it long too. So he either realised it's better, or at least at some point he had it like that. I mean, suits the whole motorbike vibe too.
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FULL NAME. louis james easton
NICKNAME. lou, louie, nabi (u kno who u are!!)
ALIASES. world's biggest dumbass (alleged)
HEIGHT. 5'8" (a hill i am willin to die on. turn on ur location canon, i just wanna talk)
AGE. 18 (psst the b-day i decided on for him is super soon and is july 30th folks- national frenship day :')!!)
ZODIAC. leo
SPOKEN LANGUAGES. ya boi is p fluent in both french and spanish. he also knows a lil bit of latin thanks to his private school upbringing (and absolutely detests it bc to him, it is unbelievably complicated and he cannot grasp it for the life of him). ALSO, a special sum1 may or may not be teaching him some korean... <3
𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒
BODY TYPE. although he's naturally built pretty slim, he has some trouble eating healthily and/or enough, bc he ends up getting distracted by something or someone else. like, he can't get this one song out of his head, so he has to go work on it etc. most of the time, he keeps himself running on caffeine and candy
VOICE. it upsets me greatly that his singing voice had hella potential, had it been encouraged and nurtured (seriously, go listen to his lovely and incredibly talented va sing). aLSO, as one yt commenter helpfully pointed out during the scene where he's telling tenn to move, when he raises his voice, he's got a lil bass in it, which is something that u don't hear from him too often
DOMINANT HAND. i'm super duper tempted to hc that he's ambidextrous (esp as ambidextrous individuals have apparently been found to possess high levels of creativity). and yes, he would show off about this all the time
POSTURE. god awful. he was and is forever getting stick from his fam bc he will sit in the most absurd and inconvenient places n positions. tho he will often sit up straight if he's seated at like a table on impulse, bc his father made a point of correcting and scolding him for it every time he slouched (p.s. he hates that)
SCARS. he's got one on his tummy from having his appendix removed when he was younger
MOST NOTABLE FEATURES. f R E C K L E S <3 a super beautiful n contagious laugh andd.. bIG ASS HANDS THAT I WILL NEVER STOP TALKING AND THINKING ABOUT
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃
PLACE OF BIRTH. idk why but i feel like he's a cali boy somehow
HOMETOWN. westlake village, ca maybe? (it even sounds money af sksksks)
SIBLINGS. only child
PARENTS. james easton, a very successful and self-made businessman, not so much as a parent (in lou's opinion) and elizabeth/lib easton, who once dreamed of becoming a famous actress. before she stopped
𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄
OCCUPATION. i can see him working as a waiter and/or barista and maybe going on to be a stagehand and play at weddings and such. though, he does have dreams of making it big as a musician and/or singer
CURRENT RESIDENCE. in a mod au, i can absolutely see him moving to a big city like ny or something
CLOSE FRIENDS. vi, marlon
FINANCIAL STATUS. incredibly irresponsible pftt. he is always broke bc his eye is forever getting caught by the latest tech and obscure ass items
DRIVER'S LICENSE. in a modern au, he is honestly spongebob at boating school lmao. he has failed his test more times than he can count. instructors quake when they learn they have to teach him sdjfhsdjfh
CRIMINAL RECORD. squeaky clean (he's a good noodle). tho, i can absolutely see him getting in trouble w the law for pulling some of those super elaborate pranks, like putting laundry detergent in a fountain or something sksksks
VICES. ya boi has a taste for the finer things, so i can totally see him indulging in fancy ass expensive champagnes and wines (red wine is his fav)
𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄
SEXUAL ORIENTATION. pan
PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. he really wants to be a source of support, love and encouragement for his partner (and he is, regularly). but he also really likes and needs to feel supported and loved, too (though, often, he has no idea how to go about this)
TURN OFFS. greed, cruelty, lack of empathy
TURN ON'S. bravery, confidence, passion in their interests
LOVE LANGUAGE. a lil bit of all of them tbh, giving n receiving! (depending on his partner's preferences and comfort). he loves cheering on and supporting his partner and wants to do things for them and get them lil sentimental n big flashy gifts. he adores quality time and is all about physical touch. he's just basically a big walkin ball of love honestly
RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. i think he's quite prone to seeking validation and reassurance (he's genuinely that one meme that's like, me on our wedding day: r u still into me bless im)
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒
CHARACTER'S THEME TUNE. i hear him in a lot of motown love songs and many of stevie wonder's hits. like, anything romantic or soulful, upbeat n funky- that be him
HOBBIES TO PASS THE TIME. playing piano (learning and playing any instrument he can get his hands on honestly!), singing, baseball, gaming, movie marathons
LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. right-brained, for sure
SELF-CONFIDENCE LEVEL. undeservedly low and wavering. like, outwardly, he's this social butterfly, life-of-the-party type. but, he is v much insecure and not at all content w himself (largely due to his father's constant battering of his self-esteem over the years *blows a raspberry at louis' dad*)
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the knight
bucky barnes x reader. ⎢ masterlist.
being followed by a creepy guy and saved by a knight.
word count: 792.
warnings/tags: mention of intake of alcohol, some bad language, bucky being a gentleman as always.
author notes: this is based on a true story. nowadays, the guy who ‘saved’ me is one of my best friends. none of my stories contain reader’s body descriptions to be inclusive.
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You wouldn’t admit that the last shot was what made you want to go home. You didn’t lose time on paying the bill of the last rounds of drinks for your friends, before saying your goodbyes and leaving the bar. The slap of fresh hair to your face felt like coming back to life, taking a deep breath with your eyes on the dark sky, zipping your jacket. It seemed like it was to fall the universal flood and you were in a hurry to come back to your place.
Grabbing your phone, you sent your location to the chat group with your girls to let them know where you were at any moment, not being very wrong when a guy started to follow you as you turned to the next corner. He was following you, pretending casualty, pretending he was in the same direction as yours. It wasn’t, tho.
“Need company, princess?”
You ignored him, starting to walk faster. You weren’t scared, not at all. You knew how to defend yourself after too many classes of self-defense. But by the corner of your eye, you saw he doubled your height and weight, so that fight wouldn’t finish well for you.
“Hey, ‘am talking to you. You deaf?” His voice sounded closer, a little angrier and you could hear the velocity of his steps increasing towards you.
Now, you were in trouble. You could easily start to run since you weren't too far from your home. But you were somewhat paralyzed, keeping your phone in a pocket and grabbing the longer key inside the other, just in case he dared to lay a hand on you. Your heart was racing crossing to the other sidewalk without checking if any cars were driving near, feeling your calves burning by the pressure of walking faster and faster.
“C’mon, we can have so much fun”. The man said this time, too close to reaching you and grabbing your arm.
“Sarah?” A second male voice came to your ears, turning to another man crossing the road. “Hey, Sarah!”
He sounded excited for seeing you, wrapping you in a tight hug before you could react. You were totally lost in the situation until he put an arm on your shoulders and you were able to see the army tags hanging from his neck. He was a soldier. James B. Barnes. Then, he glanced at the guy standing in silence.
“Who the hell are you? Were you pissing my sister?” James rebuked him, placing a hand on the other’s chest to push him away from the two of you.
“No, no… We were… talking”. He lied with a trembling tone, taking a step back, waving his hands to calm the tension.
You couldn’t believe what that stranger was doing for you, feeling safe but still shaking a little under his touch because of the asshole who had been following you.
“Next time I see you, I’m going to make you not want to talk ever again”. The soldier threatened him. “C’mon, doll, I’m taking you home. Mom must be asking herself where the hell are you”.
Not going against his decision, you nodded letting him turn you around and keep walking until you took the next corner. You couldn’t help but stop your track to hug him. At the last second, before he appeared, you were really scared. You were praying for anything you knew to escape from that guy. And seemed like God listened to your prays sending you such a miracle. It was shit to feel like that. To feel like you should have to take care of any gesture, step, piece of clothing you wore. It was shit to have to thank a stranger for saving you. But you did without doubting.
“You didn’t have to, but… I appreciate it. Thank you, James B. Barnes”.
He chuckled at how you pronounced his name.
“From where I come… I’ve been very, uh… polite with that punk”.
“I’m (Y/N), by the way”.
“A pleasure, (Y/N)”. He stretched your hand, causing you to smile briefly. “Listen, if you don’t live too far, I’d… like to really take you home. If you don’t want to, let me call a taxi at least”.
Bucky sounded sincere and worried for you. No hidden intentions beneath his petition.
“I live three blocks away, so… you can come with me if you want”.
“Good, I follow you”.
You nodded before pointing in the right direction with your head, not having any rush now to come back. Even less when you glanced at him taking off his leather jacket to place it over your shoulders, still being an innocent gesture.
“It’s cold”. He justified it, smirking at you with such a charming smile revealing his white teeth.
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Pokémon characters headcannons (ones I know, vore headcannons soon?)
Red-
Red won't be silent unless y'all want that,
* Red is 26 and his Pikachu is still younge
* red likes Attention, he loves hugs, sense Giovanni isn't really around him (there father and son)
* red is just like ash wanting explore and getting himself into trouble sometimes
* red gets flustered easy, so flirting with him would make him blush,
*he sometimes blindly trust people without knowing there attentions but he's gotten better at not doing that much
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Guzma-
Guzma can be a little rude but soft in this
*Guzma calls himself big bad guzma but realty he doesn't care for being soft..sometimes
*he's very ticklish, just be careful when trying to tickle him
*he sees teamskull as a family of misfits and treats them better then himself
*when teamskull disbanded he stayed with his parents but ends up living with kukui
*he has trust issues , he's not open about stuff that's happened to him but if you somehow get him to start trusting you, he might open up
*he's a softy , but won't admit it
*I like to thinks he's a size or shapeshifter
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Kukui-
Kukui is soft I love him
*kukui likes to research lots of things, especially Pokémon!
*kukui likes cake and anything sweet,
*he loves hugs, he's very cuddly and wants attention,
*if your friends he'd ask you to hang out with him everyday;
*if your dating him he just wants to hold you close, he's like a marshmallow,
*he loves dressing up rockruff and playing with him
*his rockruff loves you!, he wants your attention now,
*kukui loves kissing you on the neck
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Giovanni-
He's just romantic
*gio likes to be a little dirty when he's bored, he would call you his pet and talk dirty
*he doesn't want attention, he gives you attention way to much
*he calls you pet names ,even calls you his persian ;)
*he likes to be way over romantic to the point he'd throw rosé peddles on the floor to the bathroom with lit candles and him in the bath waiting for you
*he kisses you everywhere
*his persian doesn't really like you that much.., but she's trying
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Nanu—
He's really is no emotion
*he doesn't really show much emotion so it's kinda hard to tell if he's happy or not
*he's not really romantic till he accidentally saw you getting undressed, he felt so embarrassed but felt something odd about him
*he likes it when you cook for him, he thinks it's adorable
*he likes to hold you close to him even tho too some he wouldn't , but he is now
*when he is showing emotion sometimes it's really romantic, he would be doing a pose or he's half dressed trying to impress you
*he cares for you, he loves you a lot even if he doesn't show it much
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Adaman (I don't know much of his personality yet, sorry,)
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James—
He's amazing when you get to know him
*he fails at being romantic sometimes he just likes being soft
*he doesn't know much soft things but he likes to cook for you, hang out , a big softie
*you ,jessie, and him are dating, poly.
*he likes to tell dad jokes even if he doesn't understand them much,
*he tries to get meowth to like you, meowth doesn't,
*he 5'5 and if your small he teases you, if your over his height he gets flustered if you pick him up or pin him,
*he likes it when you cuddle him, he's little spoon, bottom energy , male wife energy
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Jessie
She's a queen 😩✨ slayy
*jessie is 5'6 without heels, 6'2 in heels
*jessie likes to be feminine and masculine or both, her and James could be genderfluid, who knows
*Jessie and you are dating James,poly
*she will pick anyone up and hold them under her arm. She's very strong,
*she hates Giovanni but she's scared to disappoint him,
*she is romantic, 100% she will throw roses at you on Valentine's Day,
*she cares for ash and his Pikachu, secretly she's does, she refuses to admit it even if it can be seen she does
*she will step on you , not sorry :>
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Plumeria
She’s like jessie but not
*unlike jessie she does show how much she would care for someone,
*she has a hard time getting along with you at first sense guzma doesn’t like you,
*sometimes she secretly leaves to come see you, she at first ignored her feelings only being a friend to you.
*she fell in love with you of course,
*she would secretly bring you chocolates , asleep or not.
*she loves you so much, if your hurt she would panic and try to clean you up, even heal your Pokémon if there hurt as well,
#pokémon#pokemon trainers vore#team skull guzma#rocket leader giovanni#plumeria#jessie pokemon#james pokemon#headcannons#vo/re#kahuna nanu
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Sk8 headcannons because brainrot
- Langa doesn't know how to swim except the doggy paddle
- Reki wanted a dog as s kid so badly that he made an entire presentation about it for his parents and got his sister involved, too. They had to tell him no, because they couldn't afford it and because dogs require a lot of attention. Reki wouldn't speak to his mother for two days.
- Reki has definitely tried to skateboard in high heels before and he definitely failed
- Miya's YouTube recommended page consists solely of playthroughs and theories for his favorite RPGs
- Kojiro was a pokemon kid
- Langa had braces in middle school but hardly anyone noticed because of how quiet he was. His mouth was almost always closed, and he smiled with his mouth closed for photos, so there is no photo documentation that he ever even had braces
- Langa doesn't take a lot of photos, not at all. If he does, it's of nature or whatever. He has, like, one photo of him and Reki in his phone.
- Reki takes more videos than photos. If vine was around when he was a teen, he definitely would've made a viral video
- Kaoru got the first piercing because Kojiro dared him to, thinking he wouldn't actually do it. After that he just kept getting them because he thought they looked cool. (Though he definitely did that first piercing himself and it got infected. He went to tattoo parlors after that)
- the only person in the past five years who has seen Kaoru in anything but a yukata (or similar traditional clothing) is Kojiro. Apparently Kaoru wears shorts in his own home occasionally.
- Reki has long eyelashes
- Reki always has to remind Langa to wear sunscreen, even on cloudy days. Langa did NOT inherit any genes from his mother that would allow him to tan, and thus was constantly either a) white as a sheet or b) red as a tomato
- as soon as Koyomi learned what "gay" was, she looked at Reki and Langa and decided that they were secretly dating (they were not, but she wasn't that far off, it was just mutal pining!)
- Reki knows that airpods are useful and convenient and he can definitely afford them but refuses to ever buy them
- Reki likes grape flavored popsicles and Langa and Miya agree that this is a crime against humanity
- Miya loves sour candy and once made Reki and Langa eat seven warheads at once with him. He was majorly unaffected, but the other two actually physically damaged their tastebuds
- Miya eats lemons in restaurants (including Sia La Luce, and it drives Kojiro crazy)
- Miya doesn't like lemonade, though. It's too sugary.
- Before "S", Hiromi's persona of Shadow lived online as an internet troll
- Langa gets weirdly invested in internet drama even though he doesn't know the first thing about the people they're about (he could tell you the whole timeline of the Tati and James Charles drama tho)
- Reki's English writing is just as bad as Langa's Kanji, and they try to help each other with it but get a little frustrated
- While Miya has great grades in school, it's not because it comes easily to him (like skating). He actually works really hard, and he struggles the most with reading and writing. His favorite class is art.
- Kojiro is a truth serum drunk
- Reki really likes sunflowers, and just flowers in general. He'd probably never say it out loud to anyone but Hiromi or maybe Langa, but he just thinks they're pretty and appreciates their beauty.
- Langa is not a picky eater, but he will, under NO circumstances, eat anything with mustard on it.
- Kojiro taught himself how to braid hair in middle school using Kaoru's hair (he very reluctantly let Kojiro do this)
- Langa used to have a lisp as a child, but he eventually grew out of it
- Reki has glasses with a fairly weak prescription that he just doesn't use (they're supposed to be "just for school" but he really cannot be bothered. plus, he heard that if you don't wear glasses when you need them that your vision won't worsen and might even improve)
- Kojiro not only speaks fluent Italian, but also is proficient in French and even speaks English well enough to get his point across
- Reki loved reading American comic books as a kid. It was just too bad that he had no clue what the dialogue was. He'd try to come up with the dialogue himself, though, and his mom would always find him muttering to himself in various voices when reading
- Reki's headband was a gift from Oka
- Almost anyone in Reki's school could call him their friend, but he never really hung out with anyone (but his other friend who used to skate) until Langa came along
- Langa is a good dancer, Reki... is not (but he has fun!)
- Kaoru can break dance, but no one but Kojiro knows this (for now)
- Miya never has a huge growth spurt like everyone expects him to, he remains below average in height
- Reki doesn't watch a lot of shows, but he LOVES Avatar: the Last Airbender (I assume that show has been translated into Japanese??)
- Langa straightened Reki's hair once with his mother's iron. He burned both his ears multiple times
- Miya actually has a convoluted haircare routine
- Kojiro got Kaoru into the habit of always carrying around lip balm with him (whenever Kaoru would ask to borrow his, he would make an indirect kissing joke. eventually Kaoru just got his own)
- Reki definitely had a crush on the friend that taught him to skate and just did not realize it at the time because he thought he only liked girls
- Reki sleeps under his sheets and blanket all year round
- Langa had terrible acne in his early teen years and he was an early bloomer
- Reki had a tooth gap before he got braces
- Miya wears Invisalign, Reki and Langa insist that he’ll never know the torture that was having braces and remark how “kids these days” have it so easy
- Langa is good at history, mostly because he has a decent memory
- Kojiro got homesick very often when he was in culinary school in Italy, and he called his parents every Sunday
- Langa had a kindergarten girlfriend who was absolutely heartbroken when Langa told her that he just wasn’t that interested. She threw a temper tantrum and punched Langa in the face.
- Hiromi was in a long-term relationship with a girl in high school, but they broke up when she left for college. It took him a while to recover.
- Hiromi is better at mariokart than Miya and it pisses him off
- no one wants to be in the room when Kaoru and Kojiro play mariokart against each other
- Reki got sick a lot as a kid, usually just the common cold (which was kind of ironic given the climate he grew up in)
- Langa never really held anyone’s hand (not since he was a literal child, anyway) until he met Reki. He then discovered that he liked having his hand held
- Kaoru wears eyeliner to “S”
- it takes Langa a few months to really start to unpack his boxes and decorate his room when he moves to Okinawa
#sk8 the infinity#sk8 anime#reki kyan#langa hasegawa#kojiro nanjo#kaoru sakurayashiki#miya chinen#higa hiromi#sk8 headcanons#sk8 the infinity headcannons#sk8 renga#matchablossom#renga#sk8 cherry blossom#sk8 joe#sk8 shadow#soupshcs
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dating harry james potter | head canons
a/n: basically what i imagine dating harry is like. i’m shifting soon asf so🙏🙏
warning: a little cussing, little nsfw part at the end (you can skip)
- so in the beginning he’s kinda awkward
- but it’s cute of course
- like he’s had a crush on you since forever and now you’re finally together
- he doesn’t wanna mess it up
- he uses whatever pet names you’re comfortable with
- (imagine him using darling, love, MY love, bye....)
- but as the relationship progresses he’s a lot more himself quickly
- now this dude’s leo sun is acting up
- a lot of cheeky flirting
- he notices whatever affect he has on you and uses it to his advantage
- like for example if you told him you like how he looks in red he’d make sure to wear red any opportunity he had
- he pays close attention to whatever/whoever he’s interested in
- a lot of pouting and puppy eyes to get his way
- any classes you have together he’d sit next to you and whisper flirty things in your ear
- he sets up small dates
- probably like will use any excuse to have a date
- study date
- lunch date
- hogsmeade date
- imagine going on a little picnic with harry omg
- he can be clingy because he’s so scared of losing you like he does everyone else he loves
- but also he can get distant because he’s not used to feeling loved and wanted (thanks a lot dursley’s)
- the best hugs ever
- i just want a hug from harry that’s it
- cheek kisses <3
- i head canon harry as 5’11-6’0 (pretty sure that’s his book height) so if you were way shorter (or even a little bit) leaning down for forehead kisses !!!!
- so i just know harry sleeps on his back (scary asf)
- so cuddling would be like that typical your head on his chest, arm on his chest/torso, and leg over his with him holding your waist or hand
- but also he loves spooning
- big spoon because he can physically hold your presence and is aware you’re there
- little spoon so you can play with his hair and he feels so protected with your heartbeat on his back
- he’d get so interested in anything you are passionate about
- loves just listening to you talk
- pda isn’t a big deal
- hand holding is his favorite
- he’d only get really touchy in public if he felt jealous or noticed someone else eying you
- so harry has anger issues
- depending on the type of person you are it could cause trouble (i’m lowkey have some too so that’s fun)
- you’d argue and get mad at each other but with time and patience you always come back because you simply can’t stand being apart
- double dates with ron and hermione !!!!
- even if romione wasn’t dating yet you’d still see them all the time
- OH YEAH harry uses being the chosen one to his advantage
- literally any situation
- “harry stop, i said no already”
- “but why? i’m the chosen one you can’t say no to me”
- again pouting
- anyway, harry’s a dream you can’t convince me otherwise
nsfw
- he’s not vanilla so stfu
- switch energy asf
- he’d easily dom you any time he wanted
- but could also be an obedient sub
- ok i feel like he’d definitely have his bratty moments tho
- mommy/daddy kink!!
- if you’re not into that then definitely using ma’am/sir/mistress/master whatever you’re comfortable with
- lots of praise
- hair pulling
- would consider degrading only if you’re into it
- loves the power being a dom gives him and his big ego
- but likes stepping back and giving you the control
- open to trying new things and learning
- i’ve heard of him having hard asf kinks (knife, blood, chocking, spit) so if you’re into that....
- (personally am not 💔)
- he’d never push your limits tho
- only what you’re ok with
- loves after care
- loves to remind you how much he cares for you
#harry james potter smut#harry james potter x y/n#harry james potter x reader#harry james potter#harry potter#harry potter x y/n#harry potter x reader
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Random James Potter headcanon
He loves the smell of his mums perfume so much, for christmas one year all he asked for was a bottle of her perfume to take to hogwarts just so he can smell it when he misses her.
He hates thunder/the dark and tends to crawl into Sirius’ bed during thunder storms.
If he’s home, he’ll crawl in bed with his parents and curl into a little ball by his mum, so she can rub his back to fall back asleep
His love language is definitely touch, weither it be high fives, hugs, cheek kisses, he’s a very affectionate person especially to his friends, significant others, and parents
He hates watching other people cry, so so much. He’ll start crying if you cry.
James really like clothes because he grew up watching his mum be the best dressed woman he knew. He adored watching her dress up, and has carried on that trait by wearing high end sweaters and trousers. He’s very proud of his closet. He also finds it very attractive when someone can dress bold and be confident in it.
Along with pride, he loves the color of his hair because it the same color as his mums
All around, he’s a huge mamas boy.
James will never admit to anyone the extent of his skincare routine. He double cleanses, and uses serums, and moisturizing creams and face oils and spf.
And DONT even get me started on his strategic HAIR CARE routine.
It takes him forever to get ready.
He’s a really light sleeper, and tends to get very restless and hot when he sleeps. He ignores it tho, and sleeps with a pile of blankets because he loves how soft they are.
James likes to read comic books and collects them. He has hundreds of them.
He’s extremely sentimental, and has a hat box full of random knickknacks.
He remembers every detail about every item though. If you asked where he got the acorn from, he’d tell you exactly why it had meaning.
Along with collecting things, he has a big vinyl collection. Like huge.
Hundreds of records line the shelves in his room at home.
He loves written letters. Specially, love letters. He thinks they’re romantic.
He also loves post cards from around the world.
He’s a big fan of the Beatles and Elvis Presley.
He’s secretly loves romance movies, specially Audrey Hepburn (even though he pretends I force him, he still happily watches Roman holiday, and breakfast at Tiffany’s with me)
He’s loves skirts and dresses on girls, his favorite are high waisted bell bottom jeans, though.
He’s has absolutely no preference on body type , skin color, height, hair color, or blood status. At all. If you’re confident and appealing to him, it truly does not matter what you look like. His one weakness though, is glasses.
James loves parties because he likes planning his outfits for them, and being around lots of people at once.
He’s such an Aries.
James is deeply afraid of being alone/dying alone.
He has nightmares about being alone.
James hates getting drunk around anyone else beside the marauders
If they’re not there, he doesn’t drink
He was nervous high when he smoked for the first time, then he got the munchies.
This boy is hungry all the time. All. The. Time.
He loves talking with anyone who will listen.
He’s also fascinated by tarot, and astrology (cutest thing ever)
He gets pissed at anyone who messes with his friends, and will happily put them back in their place with a little public humiliation.
He’s very popular but constantly gets scared no one likes him
He has a huge soft spot for his friends.
No one else sees it except the people very close to him.
He’s a pretty good baker. Cooking though......not so much.
He burnt water in a pot once.
He’s doesn’t like how he looks in his glasses, and tries to not use them, but ultimately fails and has to use them anyway.
“I look like bloody buddy holly”
#james potter headcanon#james potter#james potter x y/n#james & peter & remus & sirius#james potter imagine#young james potter#fred weasley x reader#harry potter#james potter x reader
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Miracles -- Part 3
07/04/2021: Here it is!! The one, the only, the... 6.1k words of purely self indulgent protective!Jacob (lowkey been doing it for everyone and their mother except for when with the reader and idk why bc i dig that shit too)
I really hope you guys enjoy this, because I loved writing it!! There's a chance I could sneak in a last chapter if people wanted that? Feedback would be greatly appreciated!! This is super long, so sit down and get comfy :)
Pry these commas from my cold, dead hands tho. Also, I HC Jacob to be predominantly left-handed, but that's just me aha.
Warnings: Bit of violence, swearing, corporal punishment, arson (without giving too much away)
Tagging: @marshmallow--3 // @missingfrye // @ct-5445 // @iceboundstar // @rahdaleigh // @pink-polarfox // @b3k1720 // @itseivwhore // @sofiewithat // @missbenzayb
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The night was cold.
You retreated further under the blankets, turning to rest your head on your beloved’s chest. You wore an oversized shirt, and he wore a loose pair of breeches. His arm pulled you closer, fingers stroking your bicep. In turn, you traced the Rook painted on his chest. “Jacob?”
He turned to gaze down at you, lips inches from your forehead. “Yes, my love?”
“My family have written to me; they would like me to visit them in Warwick.”
“Your family lives quite far,” Jacob remarked, smiling adoringly at you. “Will you and Lily be alright travelling by yourselves?”
You sighed. “That’s the problem.” Sitting up, you gently grasped Jacob’s hand, playing with his fingers. “They don’t know that Lily exists, and I have no chance of telling them that I have a child without the status of ‘wife’.”
“I see…” Jacob watched you trace the lines on his hand. “Is there anything I can do?”
Propose, you idiot.
“Could you look after Lily while I’m away?”
“On my own?” His fingers tightened around yours.
“I trust you with her, Jacob. You’re the only one I can trust her with.”
He sucked in a breath. “Are you sure?”
“Stop doubting yourself.” You kissed his temple. “Besides, she adores you; she’ll listen to you.”
“Alright then. It’s decided.”
“Thank you, my love. However can I make it up to you?”
Sensing the humour in your tone, Jacob winked. “I can think of a few things.”
You laughed to yourself as you blew out your candle, the darkness enveloping the room as you pulled yourself closer to Jacob, the security of his arms lulling you to sleep.
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Before you knew it, you were packing a carriage with your luggage, setting off for the journey ahead. Jacob was standing in the doorway of your house, Lily resting on his hip. “Mama, do you have to go?”
“Sweetheart, if I don’t, then horrible Aunt Susan will come marching all the way down here herself, and we don’t want that, do we?” Lily shook her head, giggling.
“She’s not the only one who’s going to miss you.” Jacob wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you into his side. Smiling, he dipped his head to lock his lips with yours.
“Yuck!”
The both of you pulled apart, chuckling.
“Well, I best be going. Don’t get into any trouble; I know what you both are like unsupervised.”
Sharing mischievous looks, they began to wave as you got into the carriage.
“Bye, Mama!”
“Safe travels, my love!”
You watched as they recede from view, the picture of your perfect family playing in your mind as hooves against cobblestone played in your ears.
As soon as the carriage turned the corner, Jacob turned to Lily. “What do you fancy doing?”
Lily giggled. “I have school!”
Jacob mockingly rolled his eyes. “That is the worst answer I’ve ever heard.”
“Are you saying I can skip?”
As much as he’d want to say yes, you would have punted him six ways from Sunday. “‘fraid not, love.” He took her inside. “But I can promise that afterwards, I’ll take you to get iced cream.” Lily cheered in victory before she hopped down, scurrying to collect her things for the day ahead.
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Jacob walked Lily to school that morning, keeping her on his left and away from the curb. He grasped her hand firmly, lest she get lost in the rushing crowd. When he approached the building, he saw various parents saying goodbye to their children, as well as some children arriving on their own.
He knelt down to her height, tidying her windswept appearance with a reassuring grin. “You have a good day, alright?”
Smiling widely, she nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Thank you, Papa.”
Wait, what?
Jacob’s breath caught in his throat. Lost for words, he kissed her head and returned the hug tenfold. “I love you, angel.”
“Love you too!”
The bell rang moments after, causing Lily to pull away. “Don’t be late!” Waving, she ran to catch up with her friends and disappeared into the building. Standing up, Jacob cleared his throat and tugged on his waistcoat to compose himself, though he could barely stifle his grin. The warmth in his heart engulfed his chest. He walked past the rest of the parents as if he were walking on clouds, his happiness fixed for the day.
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“What’s got you in such a good mood today?” Evie asked her brother, watching incredulously as she found him tidying his train carriage.
“Oh, nothing.” Although his tone was dismissive, his face told a completely different story.
“Did you… have a good night?”
“Oh, no.” Chuckling, he sifted through the papers on his desk. “Y/N’s headed to Warwick.”
Puzzled, Evie tilted her head. “Free beer?”
“Nope.” He popped the ‘P’.
“Come on, then; what is it? You can’t expect me to keep guessing forever.”
Restraining himself from jumping for joy, he turned to his sister. “Lily called me ‘Papa’.”
Evie’s face lit up. “Oh, Jacob, that’s lovely! Does this mean you’ll…” She mimicked opening a ring box.
Blushing, he nodded, a toothy grin plastered on his face. “I’m excited, Evie. I… I need to sit down.”
He leaned back on the sofa, tossing his hat beside him. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed. “Are you alright?” Evie took a chair to sit opposite him.
“I… I’ve never felt this much joy in my life.”
“Jacob Frye, you’re practically speechless.”
“Don’t get used to it.”
“You have to buy the rings before Y/N comes back.”
“I will. Maybe Lily will want to come with me. Not yet, though; I don’t want to spring the news on her immediately.”
Evie began to talk about the type of engagement ring you would find the most appealing, but Jacob had all but zoned out. He was fidgeting with the iron band on his right index finger, engraved on the inside with the Assassin’s Insignia. Barely thinking, he removed it and switched hands, sliding it on his ring finger.
He was going to get married. You were going to be his wife.
“What if she doesn’t say ‘yes’?” A sudden anxiety clutched his heart as he looked up in worry.
Evie was stunned into silence. “What are you talking about?! Of course she’s going to say yes!”
“She has a child to think about; what if she doesn’t want to get married at all?”
“Jacob,” she sighed. “She knows you’d do anything for Lily. You’ve done it right from the beginning.” He shifted in his seat as a phantom pain clutched his side, remembering his tussle with Thomas Lynch. “She would be insane not to want someone like you as a husband, and as a father to her child.”
“When did you learn to talk like that?” Jacob smirked.
“When you’re the eldest, you learn a thing or two.”
“Bullshit.” He scoffed, but wordlessly thanked her for the reassurance.
“Knock knock.” Eyes fixed on the doorway as Henry peered around the corner. “I don’t mean to interrupt, but I need some papers from Jacob.”
“Right; which ones?” He stood up and closed the two meter gap to the pile of half sorted paperwork.
“The ones on James Brudenell.”
“Who?” He frowned.
“Lord Cardigan.”
“Oh, that prick…” He thumbed through the various files, quickly getting to the end with no sign of the desired intel. “I must’ve left it at the house. I’ll head off there now and bring them to you tomorrow.”
“Can you not come back straight away?”
“I need to get to the school; there won’t be enough time. I’m taking Lily out for that new iced cream.” Evie quirked her lips into a knowing smile. “What?”
“Oh, nothing,” she shrugged.
Shaking his head, Jacob grabbed his hat and opened the door, watching the train slow into the station. “See you tomorrow.”
“Don’t forget the--”
“The papers, yes, I’ll get them!” By then, he had already jumped onto the platform, disappearing into the crowd.
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On the stroll back to the house, Jacob checked his pocket watch, planning his time accordingly. He’ll find the papers, finish the paperwork that should’ve been completed two weeks ago, and head to the school.
The street seemed unusually quiet at this time in the afternoon, but Jacob only grew concerned when he noticed a lack of Rooks. Usually, there would be more and more scattered around the closer he grew to the house, but so far he could count them all on one hand. A scuffling from behind him pricked at his ears. He spun, brows furrowed, but the road was empty, save for a carriage calmly trotting past. He used it as a reassurance that he was probably acting paranoid, and continued where he was heading, albeit at a faster pace.
The secure feeling he felt upon approaching the house eased the weight on his chest. Pulling out his key, he wasted no time in disappearing inside. It was quiet without you, and there was the familiar longing he felt in his heart. Sighing, he mentally crossed off another minute until he could hold you in his arms again.
He moved upstairs and into his study. At the prospect of spending more time with him, you jumped at the chance to make a spare empty room a working office. He hung his jacket and hat on a coat rack, taking a seat at the desk. The natural light coming through the window landed perfectly on the wood, illuminating the workspace without the need for candles. Jacob searched his drawers, finding the file with relative ease. He grabbed a dip pen, opened an ink pot, and quickly began scrawling details down.
He was lost in thought at the memory of his encounter with Lord Cardigan when a crude knocking hit the door downstairs. Jacob froze, focusing on the noise outside. All business was kept around the train; he sternly told Evie and Henry not to give out the address to anyone. The only other people who would have had an idea where he was were the Rooks stationed around the street, but they were loyal -- were they not as trustworthy as he thought? Who was at the door?
Harsher thuds against the door made his heart leap. He moved slowly; inch by inch, he stood and crept towards the door, pulling out the cane from his coat as quietly as he could. His boots barely made a sound as he headed down the stairs, hand calmly turning the knob to open the door.
On the other side stood two gentlemen, waiting almost expectantly. “Can I help you?” Jacob asked, tone laced with suspicion.
The two exchanged looks before one started to speak. “Pardon me, sir, but would you be interested in purchasing some humbugs? We’re opening a new shop not too far from here. We thought we could go from door to door to begin our business endeavours.”
Eyes flitting between the two, unease began to set in. “No, thank you.”
“Understood. Have a nice day.” The other tipped his hat and turned to leave as Jacob slowly shut the door again.
“What…?” He’s had bankers act more persuasive than these men. They did not seem that interested in sales. His eyes scanned the room, as if that would give him answers to a most peculiar interaction. In a second, his heart jumped as they landed on the clock. If he didn’t leave now, he’d be late to pick up Lily. He grabbed his coat and hat from upstairs and burst out of the door, rushing in the direction of the school.
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He made the journey by the skin of his teeth, jogging almost the entire way. As soon as he approached, the bell rang, and children began to flood out of the doors. He stood by a tree and scanned the children as they continued to rush out. A few moments later, Lily emerged, nervously clutching her hands together as she scanned the adults around her. Jacob frowned and walked towards her, concern growing. He could see the upset growing as she at first couldn’t see him. “Lily!”
As soon as she heard her name, her gaze immediately landed on the source and took off running towards him. He knelt just in time for her to jump into his arms, face hiding in his neck. “Hey, are you--” He was cut off by the sound of sobs. “Okay, alright, it’s alright, angel.” Confused, he picked her up and went to sit on a bench overlooking the playground, shushing her gently.
Cradled in one arm, Jacob used his free arm to reach into his pocket, bringing out his flask. “Take a drink, sweetheart.” She gingerly took the container, taking a few gulps of the fresh water inside. “Now, tell me what happened.” He tried to speak softly, to not provoke more tears.
“I didn’t do it! They think I did, but I didn’t!”
“What didn’t you do?”
“Throw a rock.”
“Even if you did do that, it’s only a rock.”
“It hit the teacher!”
Jacob was silent for a minute. If they thought she pelted a rock at the teacher, there would have been harsh punishments…
“Please believe me; I promise I didn’t do it!”
Shocked, Jacob pulled her closer. “Of course I believe you! Why wouldn’t I?” His eyes landed on her fists, which have barely opened since he saw her, save for the flask. “Can I see your hands?”
She nodded, and Jacob shifted her against his shoulder so he could use both hands as he slowly uncurled her fingers. Her palms were a stark red, the clear markings of a cane riddled her skin almost completely; and they looked like the instrument hit hard. He quietly asked for the other one, inspecting them with the care one would give to a newborn, brows furrowing at the sight. Lily watched his eyes moving constantly across her hands. The thought of letting her father down ushered tears to the surface. Jacob’s eyes caught hers watering. “Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head. “I’m sorry…”
“You have nothing to be sorry for, love. Do you know who really did it?”
Nodding slowly, she pointed to the playground to a boy who was laughing by a group of children who were playing with marbles. “Oliver.”
“Okay.” The two of them stayed there for a while as Lily continued to calm down.
Just as Lily began to smile at Jacob’s conversation, a shadow overcame the both of them. Jacob felt her recoiling into his side. He looked up to see a weathered looking man with a styled moustache and a stiff looking suit, a hand against the back of his head. “So, she’s yours.” The slight tone of disapproval channeled an urge of protectiveness inside him. He sat Lily behind him on the bench as he stood toe to toe with the teacher.
“Is there a problem?” Jacob’s eyes assessed the man from head to toe, noting the thin cane that he leaned on.
“You should be ashamed of your daughter’s behaviour.”
“Why? She did nothing wrong.”
“On the contrary…” Turning around, he removed the cloth on his head, revealing a jagged cut along the back of his head.
“It wasn’t me, sir! It really wasn’t!” Lily was begging for her teacher to believe her.
“Then who was it?”
Lily stood up on the bench still hiding behind Jacob’s shoulder but managing to equal his height. “Him.”
Her finger showed Oliver laughing at someone who had tripped over a skipping rope.
“Do you really think that she would do something like this?” Jacob raised an eyebrow.
Neither agreeing or disagreeing, he instead gestured with his cane. “I’m watching you, Y/L/N.” Jacob narrowed his eyes. “I would be mindful of your attitude towards my daughter.”
Grumbling, the teacher turned and walked away. “Oliver!”
“Th-Thank you.” A sniffling from behind him softed his face and melted his heart.
“Let’s go, angel. There’s some iced cream with our name on it.”` He hoisted Lily on his hip and headed in the direction of home, hoping that the anger would dissipate with each passing step.
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The house came into view shortly after Jacob left the sweet shop, two cardboard pots of the cold dessert in their hands. “This is delicious!” Lily was almost her normal self again over the journey home, relinquishing details of the day as they closed the short distance to the house. Placing Lily on the floor, he took out his key and pushed it into the lock, turning the knob. Without turning the key, the door opened. He must’ve forgotten to lock it when he left the house earlier. Brushing it off, he opened the door the rest of the way and stepped aside for Lily to enter first. He checked the rest of the street one more time for anything out of the ordinary before shutting and locking the door behind him, acting safe rather than sorry.
A slight smell filled his nose as he walked into the room. It was barely there, but he could smell something. Unfocusing his eyes, he watched as colours flooded his vision. Looking around, he couldn’t spot anything strange right away, but the smell was in the air and it set him on edge. Shaking his head, he rubbed his eyes. He had felt more emotion in one day than he had for a long time, and his body had worn him out. “Are you hungry, Lily?”
She sat at the kitchen table. “A little bit.”
“Anything you particularly fancy tonight?”
“Hmm… Sausages and potatoes!”
Jacob chuckled at her excitement. “Consider it done, my lady.”
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Dinner was over and done with by the time the sun set below the skyline. Jacob helped Lily get ready for bed before tucking her in. “When’s Mama coming home?” she asked, playing with Jacob’s hair.
“Hopefully in a few days; Warwick is surprisingly far, even by carriage.”
“Thank you. For believing me.”
Jacob smiled sombrely. “I will always believe you. That also reminds me…” He reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out a small pot of salve. “May I?” Lily offered her hands, and Jacob gently rubbed the ointment over her raw skin.
“It’s cold.”
“It’s supposed to get rid of the pain. How do they feel?”
She nodded. “Good.”
As he returned the salve to the table, he took a breath, steeling himself to give either the best news or the worst news.
“How would you feel… if I asked your mother--”
“To marry you?!” Her eyes widened, her smile reaching her ears. “Yes!”
She jumped out of the covers to hug Jacob tightly. He reciprocated, closing his eyes to savour the moment. “Please ask her,” she whispered.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Giggles filled the air as he pulled the covers over her again.
“Thank you, for letting me in.”
“You make Mama happy. That’s all I want.”
Jacob sighed, a small smile playing on his lips. “You’re wise beyond your years.” He leant down to kiss her forehead. “Goodnight, angel.” He stood up and blew out the candle.
“Goodnight, Papa.” Lily didn’t miss the way Jacob’s eyes crinkled as he smiled, shutting the door quietly.
He poked his head into his study, sighing when he saw his half-finished paperwork that needed to be handed to Greenie the next morning. Every fibre in his being resisted, but he knew his procrastination would catch up to him eventually. So he sat down, lit a candle, and tried to wrap everything up in as little time as possible.
About half an hour went by before Jacob finished the long overdue paperwork. Struggling to keep his eyes open, he went downstairs to the spare room he kept his bedclothes in. He fell backwards onto the bed. “Just five minutes…” he bartered with himself, resting his eyes.
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A scream made his blood run cold.
Bolting upright, Jacob immediately noticed plumes of smoke coming in from underneath the door, the burning smell inviting a cough from his lungs.
The house was on fire.
He lunged for the doorknob, the metal quickly searing his skin. His fingers clenched around the knob reflexively. “Ah, fuck!” He shook out his hand, watching as the flesh blistered in front of his eyes. Turning around, he dug around in the chest of drawers for extra clothes to wrap around the knob, turning and pulling swiftly before the heat travelled through the fabric. The door burst open. Jacob ducked as the flames whipped around the open space, newly fed by the released oxygen. Fresh smoke engulfed the room; Jacob inhaled a lungful as it blew towards him. He cleared his chest as he fanned the smoke away. Wrapping the clothes around his arm as a guard, he braced himself and ran upstairs, only one thing on his mind.
“Lily?!” The flames had almost completely engulfed the lower floor; he was surprised and relieved that he had managed to dodge any falling debris. “Lily!” He covered the metal with the clothes as he reached her door, slowly peeling the door away and slipping through as small a gap as he could, avoiding the mistake he made earlier. He closed the door behind him, the air luckily cleaner in her bedroom. “Lily, where are you?!”
He checked under the bed, and began to grow panicked when he couldn’t find her. He heard the scream, but nothing else. What if…
He swallowed, trying to ease the tight band in his chest.
Opening the wardrobe, he practically collapsed in relief when he saw Lily cowering in the corner. “Come to me, angel.” She dived into his arms, quivering in fear. “It’s alright, we’ll get out. I need you to be brave for me, okay?”
“Okay.” Her voice was shaking.
He looked around for a quick exit, eyes landing on a window. He led Lily over and unlatched it, pushing it with his uninjured hand, albeit with difficulty. Leaning out, the air cleansed his lungs. He hoisted Lily onto the windowsill to give her fresher air, holding her to make sure she doesn’t fall out. She clutched onto him tightly. He noted how it opened into an alleyway. He heard the bells of police and fire engines around the front of the house.
“HEY! OVER HERE!” A man peered around the corner. “HEY! HELP!”
“We can’t fit the ladder through here! You have to go around the front!”
Jacob blinked. “Have you gone mad?!”
“There’s a small window around the front, looks like the landing. You better make a move before it’s no longer an option!”
“Can’t you just climb down?” Lily mumbled, mind in shock.
Jacob inspected his blistering palm; it felt as if he was still holding the doorknob. Slowly, he put pressure on his hand against the windowsill. The pain immediately bubbled up his arm. Biting his lip, he tried to pull himself onto the windowsill. With his weight, it was maybe possible, since he could drop higher than normal and roll once he hit the floor. With Lily, that wasn’t an option.
“I can’t risk it.”
“Well?!” The man was still there, watching him.
“Be ready!” Jacob pulled Lily into him. “I need you to breathe into this, alright, angel?” She nodded slowly. He gave her one of the shirts wrapped around his arm. “Close your eyes.”
“Should I count to ten?”
“It shouldn’t take any longer, love.”
Taking a second to compose himself, he wrapped his hand up and opened the door, squeezing through as little as he could before shutting the door again. He made a beeline for the end of the hall, dodging the flames as they grew nearer, licking the edge of the wooden floor. Reaching the window was the easy part. The hard part was opening the damn thing. It felt heavier than it usually did, and he strained his free hand to push it to the top. Outside, firemen were already level with the window, waiting for the two of them to emerge.
“One of you at a time.” Without hesitating, Jacob leaned out of the window, one arm reaching Lily out of the window, while the other stopped him from falling out himself.
Just as the firemen approached, Jacob heard a crack above him. “Take her. Take her now!” The urgency in his voice paid off, as he jumped out of the way of a falling support beam, blocking his way out. He hit the floor, covering his face as embers flew around him
Lily crying out caused his heart to flip, but he managed to catch a glimpse of her safely in the arms of the firemen. “No! PAPA!” His anxiety eased slightly, but only just. He scrambled to his feet just as the beam crumbled completely, blocking the window from view.
“Shit!” Coughing, Jacob looked around for another exit. His mind thought back to Lily’s bedroom; he could probably climb down carefully one-handed if he was quick enough. His study also seemed to be the furthest from the rest of the flames.
However, he was on borrowed time.
Downstairs was fully demolished; there was no way out there. Upstairs was closing in on him fast, the heat beginning to singe the hair on his arms and sear his skin. He ran for his study, narrowly avoiding falling debris. As he slammed the door shut, he was relieved at the sight of the room being unscathed. For now. He looked over the papers; they were definitely worth taking.
He emptied his desk of the files and stuffed them in a satchel that hid under his desk. He worked tenderly with his burned hand, careful not to aggravate the wound more than he already had. He coughed some more as he slid the satchel over his head, tightening the strap so it would lay fast against his back. As the cold leather touched his skin, he hissed. The flames must have licked him on the way in. He turned to check how much time he had left.
The fire had crept inside the doorframe, taunting him in a turbulent tango.
Jacob hurried for the window, looking for the latch. His fingers felt around the edge, but he couldn’t feel anything. He tried pushing, with no luck. Does this window not even open?!
Frantic, his non-dominant and uninjured hand went for the first thing that he could always rely on.
Two wide shots rang out, cracking the glass in a spider-web mosaic. He moved to shatter the glazing, but the world began to spin. Knees wobbling, he fell against his desk, hitting the floor. Coughing hurt, breathing hurt, thinking hurt.
But he was so close.
He blinked away the world that spun around him, shakily getting to his feet. He threw the force of his whole arm into the window, the gun providing the force to break the shards completely. Clearing the way for his hands, Jacob holstered the gun and slowly began the climb onto the roof.
He wasn’t dying. Not today.
Wincing every other second, he pulled himself half-heartedly onto the tiles. Jacob took a second to try and stabilise his vision, securing extra fabric around his hand. He manWeuvered his way around the burning holes, hoping instead to find a way down that doesn’t involve jumping or falling.
Unfortunately for him, that choice was made for him.
A tile came loose under his foot. He slipped, the edge of the roof coming almost too soon for him to react. His fingers grasped the gutter, which did nothing but snap under his weight. Upon hitting the ground, Jacob managed to roll, but instead of ending on his feet, he slumped across the floor. Groaning, he lay still as he recollected himself. To anyone else, he looked dead.
A pained cry set his heart pumping again, yet he didn’t realise at first that the cry was because of him, not for him. Light footsteps rushed over to him. “Pa? Papa?” He felt fingertips dance across his cheek. “Please wake up!”
He reached for the source of the voice. “I’m okay. Are you alright?” He managed to open his eyes to check over Lily’s state. Her eyes were bloodshot, her skin was dirtied in soot, and one of her hands was bleeding. “Has anyone said they would help you with this?”
She shook her head, the worry not leaving her face. “I’m scared.”
“Don’t be; it’s over now.” He began the arduous process of standing up; from his stomach to his hands to his knees to his feet. Offering his hand to her, Jacob led the two of them out into the street. When everyone gathered in the street saw them, they cheered. Rooks quickly came to assist Jacob and pick up Lily, but he waved them away. He limped his way to the ambulance wagon waiting in front of them. Lily was hoisted onto the end while Jacob leaned heavily against the side. Lily faced him for reassurance.
“Mr Frye, sir!” He tilted his head as little as he could to get a view of who was calling his name. “Are you alright?”
“I’ll be fine; just a bit singed.” He tried to joke, but the pain in his face betrayed his laidback attitude. He grasped his ribs, as if it would ease the burn on the inside. “Where’s Evie?”
“As soon as we heard what happened, we sent for her. She should be here any minute now.”
“Lily goes with Evie. As soon as she shows up, take her to the train. She’ll be safe there.” Another hard cough shook his chest.
“With all due respect, are you sure you’re well?”
“I’m… I…” The floor was ripped from under him. Jacob’s knees buckled as his vision went black. After a few seconds, he came to. The Rooks had caught him on the way down. Disorientated, he blinked, trying to process what was going on around him.
He heard a familiar voice. “Where are they?” Rooks wrapped Jacob’s arms around their necks, pulling him to the edge of the wagon. He barely registered arms pulling him from behind to lie down. He noted how he was staring up at the stars.
“Evie!” A young, panicked yell drove Jacob to sit up, but hands pushed him back down against the wood.
“You don’t want to make things any worse, Mr Frye.”
His body jolted between consciousness and unconsciousness as Evie came into view. She also looked worried. “Jacob? I’ve got Lily; she’ll be safe. I’ll come to the hospital as soon as I can.” Lily was snuggled against Evie, a bandage wrapped around her hand.
“Let’s hope I don’t fall off.” It was weak and hoarse, but there was humour in his tone.
“You better not.”
“Take the bag.” He gestured to the leather satchel underneath him. Slowly, she undid the strap and pulled it out from under him, barely able to avoid causing a wince. She looked inside to find the papers in impressive condition. “It’s the paperwork Greenie asked for.”
Jacob’s smile was weak as the wagon began to drive away. The rocking of the cobblestones was rough, and although jarring, also brought comfort. He fell in company with the stars as his consciousness left him yet again.
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The next time he became lucid, he immediately noticed that he could breathe better; oxygen was easier to take in than before, and although not perfect, kept the lightheadedness away. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking to adjust to the light. The feeling of rough gauze was not unfamiliar to him, so he assessed the wounds on his back based on how rough it felt to lean on.
He brought his burned hand up to see that it had also been wrapped neatly. Although that was the majority of his wounds, his entire body ached. He leaned back into his pillow and closed his eyes, assessing the situation. Approaching footsteps made him roll his head to the side, and a doctor appeared with a clipboard. “How are you feeling, my boy?” He asked with a pencil in his mouth, flipping through the various pages.
“Like I’ve been run over by a carriage. Multiple times.”
“I’m not surprised; you inhaled half a factory.”
Jacob prepared himself for the question he knew he had to ask but would hate the answer to. “How long has it been?”
“Oh, a few days, give or take.”
“How many days are we giving or taking?”
Just then, a door opened on the far end of the ward, a few people rapidly approaching. As they turned the corner, Jacob’s heart sank a bit. You were hurrying towards him with the look of a mortified wife, but he dreaded what you thought would be more mortifying: your house burning down, putting your only daughter’s life in danger…
“Thank God!” You swerved around the bed and kissed him, one which conveyed a hundred different emotions, the most evident being relief. After the initial shock, Jacob’s fingers came to your jaw, lightly directing as he kissed you deeper.
He slowly pulled away, worried eyes scanning your face. “I’m so sorry, Y/N, I haven’t the foggiest what happened--”
“You’re both safe; that’s all that matters.”
“But the house…”
“I’ve been prepared for disasters like this for a while. Everything I couldn’t stand to lose went in a fireproof box. There’s nothing gone that I can’t replace.”
“Papa!” Your eyes widened as you exchanged an impressed look with Jacob. Lily had crawled onto the bed and nestled her way into Jacob’s arms.
“Are you alright?” Without speaking, she nodded, deciding to play with his hand, fidgeting with his fingers and tracing the lines. Jacob looked to Evie, who followed her in.
Shepulled a concerned face, coming up to her and putting her hands over Lily’s ears. “She’s been crying herself to sleep, sometimes waking up in the middle of the night calling for one of you, sometimes both. She’ll heal, I’m sure, but for now I think time needs to pass. I investigated what could have happened that night; it wasn’t you.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if they were Templars; pisses me off though.” He turned to you. “If you hadn’t visited your family…”
“Don’t ponder the ‘if’s, Jacob. It leads to all sorts of grief.” You threaded your hands through his hair.
Evie nodded. “All I know is what happened, not necessarily who did it.”
“Go on.”
“The house was rigged to burn down. Someone must’ve broken in, set down some oil or gas, and set it alight. It all happened very quickly -- it’s a miracle you got out when you did.”
At the explanation, Jacob ran a hand down his face. “The fun never stops.” He shifted to stand up.
“What are you doing?” You put your hand on his shoulder.
“I’m going to find whoever did this, and I have a feeling I know exactly where to start.”
“Not in this state you’re not.”
He stood up, much to your protests. “Honestly, Y/N, I’m…” His vision went black immediately, blood rushing to his head.
You quickly caught him. “‘Fine?” Sitting him down again, you brushed his hair out of his face. “Just take it easy.”
“I have errands to run.”
Evie whispered something to Lily, who gave the couple a mischievous grin. “We can do it!”
Jacob smiled, catching on. He leaned down to Lily’s ear. “Pick something Y/F/C,” he whispered. She nodded, grabbing Evie’s hand and running away.
The both of you laughed as Evie was dragged out of the ward. “What was that about?” You raised an eyebrow at the secrecy.
“It’s a surprise.”
Rolling your eyes, you joined him on the bed. “Don’t keep me waiting for too long.”
Jacob smiled to himself, the familiar excitement climbing. “I won’t.”
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How do you see the other 2p's? To shorten the list let's say the axis, the allies and of course 2p!romano and 2p!prussia
I love to see other people's interpretations of them
i’ll be honest i don’t REALLY care much for the other 2p’s so i haven’t thought that hard about them but! seeing as this blog seems to be going down that route anyway… hehehe letsa go
2p!italy | luciano
hot. hot boy shit. anger issues. he’s a lot like regular romano but quieter about it. mf is like genuinely kinda edgy, unlike some of the other guys who THINK they’re edgy. reluctantly great friends with lutz, actually has more similarities with kuro. but they’re also both angry all the time so lutz is the one that keeps their lil group together.
2p!germany | lutz
a mf beefcake, spends any and all hours at the gym. still organised and shit like ludwig is but he just doesn’t fix his hair back and probably makes more impulsive decisions. he doesn’t really get why his friends are so >:| all the time but is always happy to bearhug them until they’re less >:| (unfortunately that usually just makes then >:( )
2p!japan | kuro
AWJERKWKSBS he’s besties with allen. kinda grumpy all the time and snarky as hell. he does usually keep his mouth shut around other people he doesn’t know well, but he’s not afraid to roast his close friends or get mad if someone disrespects him. likes getting his way all the time.
the rest under the cut
2p!romano | flavio
fuckin annoying. always getting in everyones business, flirting with everyone CONSTANTLY. flamboyant, confident… but he’s also a little twerp. will piss people off and then run to his brother, lutz or allen. luciano will begrudgingly handle whatever it is, lutz will let him hide behind him and allen will probably say something that will ALSO get him punched.
2p!prussia | gilen (?)
quiet, keeps to himself. really only steps in if lutz needs help but since lutz is self sufficient, that’s very rare. he’s been through stuff but it’s whatever. will indulge louis in his weird sad philosophical rambles by sitting there and nodding his head occasionally.
2p!america | allen
WELL WHERE DO I BEGIN— *slapped*
2p!england | oliver
i think i could do a whole thing on this guy and allen’s relationship now
he’s annoying to the people he’s closest to. overbearing, likes getting his way, bad with change. he doesn’t get how some people (louis) live the way they do so he’s always trying to ‘improve’ everyones lives. passive aggressive. toxic positivity. BUT he does genuinely care about people, he just can’t help that most of his friends are very grumpy people. he’s still rather sweet and usually hosts get togethers because he loves to impress people and make them feel at home.
2p!france | louis
he’s like sad in the empty, i would like to stare at this wall for the entire day way. drinks a lot, probably doesn’t shower often. but he’s somehow… so hot. how is he hot. he should be disgusting. usually does whatever oliver tells him (grumpily ofc) because he’s FINALLY figured out that’s the easiest way to get him off his back. if oliver’s gonna be hosting something, he’ll probably be sitting there mixing batter for him begrudgingly.
2p!russia | viktor
mf is h u g e. lots of scars. super deep voice. looks like a scary bodyguard and could definitely snap anyone in half. which is funny because you’ll have allen (practically half his height… and kinda twunky) on his ass CONSTANTLY. pretty quiet though, usually lets allen talk his ear off because he isn’t even listening.
2p!china | xiao (?)
would rather not be talking to any of these guys because he has better things to be doing. ALWAYS busy, no one even knows what he’s doing. probably has 1838392 different side hustles going at once. very snarky too. thinks he’s too cool for everyone and y’know what he’s probably right.
2p!canada | james
the chillest guy you’ll ever meet. actually doesn’t like violence even if he could win pretty much any fight he gets into, he’d rather just be left alone tho. biggest dream is to live off the grid so he could finally be left alone but he knows allen would straight up die if he wasn’t around to get him out of shit. and he’s more considerate than he lets on. gets along with viktor and louis too because they’re all happy to just sit in mf silence and allen HATES it
#uh oh watch me become a 2pcentric blog 💀#jokes i dont think it’ll happen i still mostly just care abt allen#it took a LOT of willpower to NOT make this a ‘what does allen think abt all of them’#really the only reason why im kinda trying to figure out the rest of them is so i can give allen some of his own friends in aus 💀#its usually james and kuro theyre his besties#asks!
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Wick modern AU: Explained +Some fun facts
Uhm, i was gonna wait until i finish this AU's synopsis and new book cover, but both will be taking a while until they get ready...
And i wanted to post this "overview" for a while now, anyways, here's some fun facts and a summary of the story:
Old book cover:
I'm really proud of Sam's shading, but the twins look weird and Tom looks old...I won't use this cover, 'cus Travis and Duncan are main characters as well and i want to include them on the cover. +My art style changed!
Story summary:
Just a quick thing! I changed quite a few things to fit the narrative and the modern days setting, i hope you understand!
The story of this AU happens in September 2014, a little less than a month until Sam’s birthday, where the Weavers aren't dead– Well, most of them aren't...
The narrative is centered on a curse, that was based on the audio that plays when you pick up Benny's bible, where 7 people are affected by it: Tim, Tom, John, Sam, John's brother/Sam's dad(I won't name him), Mary and James.
Sam's, Travis' and Duncan's side of the story will be more on the investigative side maybe with a bit of comedy(I'm not good with writing that, so it will most likely be just investigation), while Tim and Tom's side will be the more angst and unusual/horror side. Sam will have a bit of horror as well, since he's linked with them by the curse, but the twins will definitely have the spotlight when it comes to horror/unusual stuff.
Fun Facts:
General:
The story happens a week, maybe a bit more, after summer break
Even tho one of the first chapters is set on school, them going to school will probably just be mentioned or implied, Example: Them leaving a school bus
For some reason, i saw a few stories where everyone knew what polio is and how it works, which i felt it wouldn't be realistic, so that won't happen here
It has a lot of paranormal stuff
The summer camp by the Weaver's property is closed and has been like that for a few years now
Just Mary and James call the twins Changelings, the rest of the city knows there are "changelings" walking around, just, not that the twins are them
There's no changelings, they think there is, but in reality it's just a curse(like that's something lighter than a demon switched with a child at birth)
The song that helps me get in the mood of this story when I'm writing is "Far too young to die" by Panic! At the disco
Timas Weaver:
Tim is 12, he'll be 13 in...approximately 3 months
He was born December 30th 2001 and is the oldest between him and Tom
He's almost an inch shorter than Tom
He has a huge burn scar! It goes from a bit more than half of his chest, both his arms, his palms and his whole neck, he got that scar when he was 3 years old
He's does not have asthma, but he does have extreme pyrophobia on it's place
He has flat affect, his face doesn't match his emotions/he looks serious most of the time(I'm so sorry if I don't portrait it right! Please give me constructive criticism if I do something wrong here!)
He's a theater kid and would be quoting a lot of musicals if Mary didn't isolate him and Tom from the world(The theater part only exists because of his and Tom's masks)
The whittling thing exists here, but like, it won't be of much importance to the story, the knife will! But not the whittle part
He despises spiders and it's Tom's fault!
He climbs trees (there's not much I can say here to be honest)
He has this...i don't know if you can call it a quirk, but, he tends to tilt his head to the left, it's kinda random
He's ambidextrous, was left handed, but Mary forced him to learn to use his right hand
He teached himself how to throw knifes...don't mess with him
Paranoia!
Needs therapy
Tomathy Weaver:
Tom is 12 and will be 13 in approximately 3 months
He was born December 30th 2001 and is the youngest between him and Tim
He's almost an inch taller than Tim
He doesn't have Polio now, he did when he was...around 5 years old
His left leg is bigger than his right one, his right feet reaches his left ankle
His left ankle is paralyzed, that's why he uses a leg brace
He's claustrophobic, he developed that on the same day Tim got his scar and pyrophobia
He won first place on a spelling bee before he got Polio and he used to spell when he got anxious, but after John's disappearence he started shuddering, shaking and cracking his joints instead, very similar to how he shudders on the game
He loves spiders!
He is really flexible, but, because of his polio, he can't play around with it anymore
He likes to draw
He has pretty bad scoliosis
Paranoia #2!
Socially awkward baby
Went to therapy when little, needs to go back
Caleb Weaver:
Caleb is 9 years old
He was born August 19th 2005
He's almost the same height as Timas
He was a year old when Tom had polio
He's actually James' kid, not John's
He won first place in 2014's(the year the story happens) county track meet
He dislikes Tim
Lillian Weaver:
Lillian is 5 years old
She was born February 28th 2009
She's a bit tall for her age
She's notorious for making little deals between her and her siblings, like helping them get away with something in exchange of something(getting her out of class during their recess, buying a new plushy, etc.)
She's a really curious and affectionate kid, loves hugs, kisses and especially being picked on someone's lap
She loves bunnies(even tho this isn't a surprise)
Benjamin Weaver:
Benjamin is 14 years old and will be 15 in less then a month
He was born October 24th 1999
He's just really tall compared to the twins (it's kinda funny, Tim and Tom are 4 years older than Caleb, but they are just an inch taller than him)
He's really religious and prays a lot for his siblings' health and safety
He's been trying to take care of Tom after John's disappearence, since Mary doesn't do it, much the opposite, she hides Tom's medicines on purpose
Mary Weaver:
I didn't give her neither an age nor a birthday...i probably need to do that
She had an affair with James, when the twins were 4 and Benny was 6, Caleb was born from this affair
She doesn't hit any of her kids, but she does neglect most of them
On the nights between Saturday and Sunday, she doesn't sleep, she spends this time praying with a candle, then, before they go to church, she writes everything that happened that night on her diary
She has a lot of diaries, she keeps them in the attic
She's a little bitch(i don't know what else to say about her)
Pastor James McAlroy:
James also doesn't have an age nor birthday (i only have the Weaver kids and Sam's birthdays)
He won't appear much, but he does have a big role on the story
He's Caleb's biological dad(i mentioned that like 3 times already)
He tried doing a "honest-to-god exorcism" on the twins, it was just a cover for an attempt of murder
He's a toxic little shit(there's not much I can say about him)
Samuel Burton:
Sam is 12 years old and will be 13 in less than a month
He was born in October 2nd 2001
Him and Travis are Brothers on their mom's part
He's cousin with the Weavers, minus Caleb, they just don't know each other
He can be just as smug as Travis sometimes
He absolutely hates going on ghost hunting, he thinks it's dumb
He has long hair and freckles all over his body
He's just too lazy to tie his own shoes
He's the only one that remembers to bring a backpack when ghost hunting
While Travis is the camera man, he's the flashlight guy
Travis Burton:
Travis is 15 years old and i don't have a birthday for him, well, he would be born in 1999 just like Benny
He doesn't like wearing glasses, but doesn't have other choice, he either doesn't take proper care of his lenses and gets his eyes irritated or he just lost them
He's the face of his and Duncan's channel
He tries to drag Sam to be part of the channel, but he doesn't really want to be part of it
He cusses way too much
He's brave, only because he goes face first into danger without thinking
Duncan:
Duncan is 15 and would also be born in 1999
Big ass coward, sends Travis and Sam to go investigate on his place every fucking time
Entitled as fuck
The "brain" behind his and Travis' channel
He's suspiciously good on researching, he'll find the most unexpected things about you
He's a little shit as well
...i think that's it! Now i can go continue the first chapter and maybe finish it soon
#wick (2015)#travis burton#wick hellbent games#tom weaver#tim weaver#caleb Weaver#lillian weaver#benny weaver#mary weaver#sam#duncan#wick#modern au#wick au
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soo after the rollercoaster that our gossiping was (I loved it so much askdjdj) may I request a 🍸 with, say, James Potter? My name is Clara, I'm a straight girl (she/her), ENFP & libra if that's useful. i'm p short (5'3") with curly, dirty blond hair and blue eyes + glasses that I hate so I'll wear contacts until my last breath. I'm energetic, outgoing and adventurous. I'm often the one who tells others to 'cheer up' and 'live a little' and 'come on let's try this it'll be fun' because my optimism is unshakable (I get kinda overwhelming at times :( Though I also have a softer, reserved side who's a total romantic and a softie too. my hobbies include traveling, writing, reading, playing the piano & videogames! also love stargazing and am obsessed with the sky, space, and aviation. i have two left feet and can't cook at all tho 😔 also I'm really into rock music and vintage stuff esp vintage clothes from the 40s/50s. hope this is enough and thank you so much! 💜
PLS ME TOO it’s now a core memory 😌 also have i told u how pretty u are omfg- i’m so glad we’re almost the same height *convulses*
ANYWAY THIS IS KINDA LONG I APOLOGIZE
HOW THE TWO OF YOU MET
james is a brat. that’s a fact and we all know it. now, i’m not sure how much you play the piano but for the sake of this one i’m gonna go with this.
when you were eight, you attended a recital and james, who was nine during that moment, happened to be out with his parents and he got distracted by something . . . playing from the distance. by the time he made it near, he pushed the heavy door open to find you at the low stage, focused on playing:
bewitched, he walked down the stairs, his eyes fixed on you and all. his parents were terrified, ready to use the summoning charm on him when he was just listening to a girl his age play something so captivating. somehow, he made it to the middle row and so he took a seat.
you still wore glasses around that time and james personally thought it was pretty cool seeing someone with “muggle goggles.” he knew what they were called but he just preferred calling it that way. it wasn’t until the door swung open again to reveal mr. fleamont potter calling back his son did james snap out of his daze. for one second, you risked a glance over to the boy walking away only to look back again to what you were playing, glad that you managed to keep on going.
james never forgot that very tune. in fact, he’d even hum it unintelligibly everywhere. and when i say everywhere, i mean EVERYWHERE. so when he was about to doze off in the great hall on his first day as a second year student, he was only lazily watching the sorting when you got up and he was like wait a minute…
PLS THE WAY HE JUST SAT THERE RIGID AF as he waited for u to be sorted but u were a hatstall. you were like pfft i’ll probably get sorted to ravenclaw but nope u were sorted to gryffindor. you didn’t have classes together because ofc you were one year below him. the only times you saw each other would be when you were sitting alone after your new friends have gone back into the room and you had sheet music all over because you were trying to get it in your muscle memory and stuff like that.
the first time that you talked was next year when he awkwardly asked you if you wanted to go to hogsmeade with him and you’re like “oh, i wish i could but i’m a second year.” but then he told you to take this paper. ofc the marauders map wasn’t made till 1974 or 1975 but let’s just say it was kinda some beta testing and he’s like “you get to try it first. now you take this route” bleh bleh you were confused why this guy was helping you get to hogsmeade but you wanted to check out hogsmeade so you went.
so yeah that was when you two finally became friends :))
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HEADCANONS ABOUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP
— before you started becoming close with him, he liked to tease you and your glasses and he even tried wearing it himself and he’s like “how can you even see” HAHZHSHAA so when you came back on your fourth year and james was in his fifth, he was like “where’s clara we’re matching now” but then he sees you not wearing them and ofc he’s like sheeeesh but also “wait we were supposed to be matching why are you suddenly seeing clearly” SIR SHE’S WEARING CONTACTS
— when someone tries on his glasses he gets mf annoyed cos of the fingerprints and he tries to use spells and stuff but you just give him the small thing u use to wipe glasses with and he keeps it like omfg yay
— i also like to think that he once looked through your music sheets and he’s like “nutcracker?” and you just go like “oh, yeah, i like to think i’m clara sometimes.” “but you are clara.” “no, no, i mean the main character in the nutcracker.” and you launch into this storytelling about what the nutcracker is and HE LISTENS SO INTENSELY AND EVEN ASKS QUESTIONS
— it wasn’t until summer when he turned seventeen and got his apparition license did he tell you that he had a crush on you since that one recital just so he could suddenly poof.
— you didn’t see him until, like, the departure to hogwarts. on the hogwarts express, you confronted him and told him he should’ve told you sooner because you’d been crushing on him since he sneaked you to hogsmeade and BOI HE WAS SO MF HAPPY
— so when you two finally started dating, you two often went on spontaneous adventures. he loves how adventurous and crafty you are. imagine just him thinking “wanna go to ness point?” and you’d be all “why ask? ‘course i do.”
— AND THE COMPLIMENTS. he always tells you he likes your vintage dresses despite teasing you back then for it. “that’s so thirty years ago.” HAHAHAHA naur but he loves them on you and he even finds you clothes he thinks you’d like omfg this man would be absolutely head over heels for you. he’d go to sleep and think “well, nine year old james, you did it, deer.”
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Hello! I'm curious about your headcanons for the marauders like how do you see them and how do you think they got close or something? Even just the basics are fine,, I want to know your take on things :)
well aren’t you sweet for being interested in my opinions ❤️ thank you for asking! i feel like i’m officially being christened into the fandom omg but here we go then (long post ahead)
james potter
has poofy hair. the kind that cannot be flattened by hands alone. so a bit like hermione’s
it’s always brushed upwards. (“he kept messing up his hair” harry said in a pained voice)
i honestly like him being represented as poc. it sort of fuels the dursleys being racist against him and harry idk
average height. looks short next to remus and sirius.
a huge dork
has dimples
smiles a lot. mostly to show off his dimples but also he’s just generally a cheerful person
academically smart but also a himbo. like he can be very oblivious and inobservant
really short attention span. gets bored easily
was a bit sexist at first but tried to educate himself after being shot down by lily quite harshly
ok singing voice but always flaunts it
loud. talks and rambles a lot especially with things he’s passionate about (ahem quidditch or lily)
brutally honest. can be tactless and insensitive with his words but always has your best interest at heart
snores and hogs covers
always ready to help people (students asking for directions or teachers with their things. remus and his furry problem. sirius dealing with his fcked up family. peter and his self esteem. srsly the list can go on)
left handed
nails the whole disheveled look after a quidditch game (v steamy aftersex look aye)
easily jumpscared (deer in the headlights)
health conscious as fck and into fitness. he’d be the type to chug protein shakes and goes on daily jogs
slowly started going full vegan because of his animagus lol
you want to be his friend because he looks so nice and fun
basically the sun. wink wonk.
sirius black
tall, dark and handsome
like a rugged mature attractiveness
effortless and suave. he could pull off the ‘woke up like this’ look and not seem like he’s faking it
half-asian half-european (my mind is french and japanese/thai)
resting bitch face
v intimidating
loud and very contagious laugh
not as friendly as james but is very charming (tho only when he wants to be)
very transparent. you will know if he doesnt like you
has a beauty spot. like a mole below his eye
his hips don lie
sleeps without a shirt
really smart but tones it down because he doesn’t like being seen as a smartass
not very affectionate (tsundere)
doesnt like being touched but is touch-starved.. had to learn to get used to skin contact as their roommate
unapologetically laughs at inappropriate times
too stubborn to ask for help
is not a “drama queen”
will silently suffer through stuff passive aggressively waiting for people to notice and reach out first
hates emotions
is emotional
huge hypocrite. doesnt practice what he preaches
mood swings like he manstruates. 0-100 real quick. silent and brooding one moment then chaotic and wild suddenly
all or nothing/ride or die mentality
light sleeper. wakes up to the slightest noise
trust issues
loyalty is unquestionable. he’s the kind of friend you call if you need help hiding a body and cleaning the crime scene. he’ll even testify for your innocence in court
remus lupin
tall and lanky long limbs but always slouches
always looks tired and sleepy
is always tired and sleepy
likes taking naps
heavy sleeper. looks dead because he rarely moves
can sleep everywhere and in weird positions like a cat
but stopped sleeping everywhere because he either wakes up with different coloured hair or doodles in his face or has many things balanced on him
runs hot
but still bundles himself in scarves and jumpers and blankets
butterfingers
has a strong love-hate relationship with coffee because he hates the taste but likes getting the buzz to stay awake
playful but shy
sensitive. will take what you said to heart.
overthinks everything
speaks in sarcasm especially when he’s pissed but people think he’s only joking
eats a lot but barely gains weight and still looks weak
is actually very strong
arm wrestling champion
the friend you run to when you want to cry and be comforted without judgement
looks extremely huggable
has to shave twice more often than sirius and james
sounds gentle but has a very deep and throaty voice in the morning
angry drunk
huge nerd
is a smartass but isn’t rude about it in a “you’re wrong but go off ig”
is the definition of gay panic
has an amazing ass but it’s hidden by his oversized and baggy shirts
peter pettigrew
soft and pudgy boy
no jawline in this household
always puts himself down because he doesn’t think he’s good enough
probably sniffed glue as a child
doesn’t have his own opinions. follows others
will say yes to anything in fear of being called boring
changes personality to suit the person he’s with
always plays safe
looks like he’s not done with puberty (short and doesn’t grow facial hair)
#anyways tag urself lol#sorry but i dont really want to devote much tome for peters character lmao#im so scared to put my opinions in the open bcs it feels like an invitation for discourse#but here we are so yolo#also that hint of wolfstar lol i cant help myself#hp marauders#marauders headcanon#sirius black#remus lupin#james potter#moony wormtail padfoot and prongs#marauders#aimi says her dumb opinions
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TIME FOR A EUROVISION REVIEW 2021
My top 10 (based on their videoclips and vocals):
1. Iceland
2. Portugal
3. Germany
4. Sweden
5. Israel
6. Italy
7. Switzerland
8. Norway
9. The Netherlands
10. France
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Wanna hear my specific comments? Read more below!
note : I am just a fan of Eurovision, no hate towards any of the songs, cuz it’s great to have them on this beautiful show!
5. Israel : sounds familiar already, has the potential to become a hit, still feels like Dua Lipa tho
Croatia : not sure, sounds heavy, the Croatian part is a bit late in the song but it is an edge
Greece : she’s only 18 years old, typical powerballad, hopefully she will hit those notes when performing live, still interesting
6. Italy : good set of guitars, something different than the other Eurovision stuff PLUS it is sung in Italian, hats off
Azerbaijan : instantly made me think about Netta - Toy (winner of 2018), also had the same height of voice, meh
Georgia : some calm melodies in between all that yelling, little too sweet for my liking but quite all right
Malta : Lizzo, is that you? weird saxophone thing, doesn’t really fit, but it’s okay for the rest
Bulgaria : Lily Allen??? It’s a good song, but I’m not sure whether she will deliver live - it makes or breaks a song. ALSO Malta and Bulgaria both had the ‘let’s show pictures of my youth’-card, hmm
4. Sweden : it gave me goosebumps, so it must mean something, it’s a good voice
1. Iceland : I love how funky it is, Dadi is so cool, plus the band is just his family and his mates, it’s great, I want a sweater too
North-Macedonia : Disney powerballad much? I don’t really understand what he sings (bad pronunciation), beautiful melody, no need for words
Latvia : I turned down the sound of my computer, it was a bit much, also she isn’t wearing pants, why? Also why does she sound so mad?
Poland : very sleek, but does he think he is Robin Thicke or something? Always those sunglasses, where are your eyes? Didn’t do anything for me
United Kingdom : he has a good voice and the song is quite cool too, not the ‘normal’ weird UK vibes
Estonia : I had time to check the comments, I think that says enough
7. Switzerland : cool song, could be really powerful live, if he hits all the notes
Russia : meh
Denmark : the outfit is a no from me, it fits him awkwardly, seems like a cheaper version of Olly Alexander (Years&Years) PLUS I don’t think he will hit his notes live (sorrynotsorry)
Austria : one of the two songs called ‘Amen’, I was able to fill in the gaps when he was adding weight to his sentences, so a bit predictable, but it had a nice undertone of organ there
Australia : Feels like Florence + The Machine merged into one person, surely people like the song, but I’m not a fan of it
Spain : he won’t make it to the final
Ukraine : weird voice and I don’t think this will be in the final either, the high tones hurt my ear a bit
Cyprus : feels like Sia? Also the clip seems material for an epileptic attack (oof harsh), don’t think this will make it
2. Portugal : Disney vibes are back, like their winner Salvador Sobral did in 2017. Voice sounds like James Morrison in every good way PLUS it is a good song
San Marino : why are the on a turning diamond shape? why? meh
Serbia : quite interesting that it is in their own language, but I’m not too sure if they will make it to the final
9. The Netherlands : different than anything else, not bothering me in the slightest
Moldova : looks like a wannabe Britney Spears, that’s a pity, also the song is a no from me sorry
Romania : she needs to cut her bangs, had a good message but yeah I don’t think that will give her a spot in the final
Belgium : like the comments said, Lana del Rey or Muse could do a very interesting cover of this, it’s different and I think this will be cool in the final
Albania : also sung in their own language in a typical powerballad-y way, not sure how this will do
Slovenia : the other ‘Amen’-song, there will be some definite rivalry between these cuz they sound similar, close call
Ireland : it’s an okay song, but not sure how this is the same country that won Eurovision 7 times already
3. Germany : weird clip but so nice and happy and cheer-up-y, the singer looks like PewDiePie, so that’s funny too, I watched the whole clip, so I liked it
Finland : it’s the metal/rock scene from Finland again that we are used to (remember the 2006 winners from Finland?)
8. Norway : oh I love the outfit and cool song, could be used in a John Green film adaptation / Love Victor segment, also he resembles Drew Starkey (Rafe in Outer Banks)
Czech Republic : indifferent about it, but I don’t think this will be in the final
10. France : lovely voice and beautiful clip I just kept watching, could be used in a film drama
Lithuania : oh I don’t think he will go to the final, the height of the notes and the pressure of being on stage will kill him internally PLUS the song is called Discoteque, I want disco tunes man, but kudos for wearing those heels
#eurovision#esc#esc2021#eurovision 2021#review#iceland#portugal#germany#sweden#israel#italy#switzerland#norway#the netherlands#france#top 10
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ideas for a roots musical have been BANGING around in my head for at least a month now so i’m finally bothering to write them down. expect reblogs of this when i get more
- there are two actual background pieces: outside of the house and the basement (which is pulled over when required, the outside one need not be lifted i dont think). the real backdrops consist of two.. cross-hinge-things? no more than half the background’s height (or ~2ft higher than the actors if that’s taller) that can be folded flat to show four faces (the workshop & attic will probably use the same wood-panel back) or can be moved aside (wheels presumably). i’m not sure how windows would work since those are vital in at least two levels, but rn im thinking theres just another wall piece with a window in it
- the five corrupted hotel guests act as stagehands, moving the pieces while the curtains are up. they never interact with anyone directly (besides william? maybe?) until the end where they tie up frank & leonard
- aldous and william do their shit at the beginning & drop possibly too much exposition. william’s corrupted soul is a different actor standin behind william who’s reveald when william fuckin dies. aldi just pulls out a crow mask(?) from behind himself & puts it on a la paradox & is like “well i’ll call ya nephew cya”.
- corrupted william is there for most of the show, mostly there to do weird stuff in the background, get talked about, and hand people stuff
- i’m debating on whether the opening number is just james complaining/getting freaked out or whether the whole (adult) family come out & do a dance bit while james is just. really confused
- i don’t think we can have a dog :(
- i’m sure theres some kind of expanding tree prop that could be used, but if there isnt its not like we’re outside all too much it could just be different trees
- the staircase/the elixir is one number where james gets all hubrised. mary’s there. urging him not to do this, think of the kids, think of the things you could miss, whatever. he drinks the elixir, there’s a suspenseful pause, then he chokes & dies lol. probably either no wake or a highly modified one
- oh also i’m not sure if c-willy or the hotel guests Collect the Sacrifices but the guests definitely carry off the bodies. obviously theyre obscurin em while they do it and actually walk out with a Concealed Prop except maybe emmas tears
- sam & albert are there during fertility talkin to emma. sam is anti-alchemy-shenanigans and is like ‘you know what happened to dad’ while al’s just bein ominous
- sam gets his fortune read by ida in a musical number. for each tarot card the associated person walks behind them (on a platform if it can be managed) and acts out the prediction. the devil is the 2nd to last to come up, albert walks out with the skull and dolls of course. the last is death, sam’s like “what’s that mean” and ida’s like “oh i’d rather not tell you” while al’s doing the slit-ya-throat gesture in the background (yes i know death isnt the worst one its actually the tower but not everyone does and death sounds cooler)
- the search is a musical number. that’s all i got for it.
- william isnt there during the lying game, its just the four playin 2-truths-1-lie or whatever. when al is exposed he storms off & bumps into mr. crow who gives him the deer skull
- there might be an added solo/monologue of albert making the dolls. i’d love to have crow urging him on but that might not be fitting
- family band is a musical number, starting with The Tune of course. then al knocks leonard and mary out with his tuba & shows off the dolls as the music changes to whatever goes on for voodoo. him, sam and ida move center while mary & leonard get escorted off (and mary’s teeth get harvested ya know). voodoo stuff happens, al sings about how he hates sam and loves ida or whatever, sam n ida die, al’s smug, the usual
- the well is a whole piece man. the inside shot not just the surface (tho thats a thing too). it gets wheeled out for frank’s lament at the bottom (with the basement backdrop) then used for Nothing Else!
- oh i didn’t mentioned the aboveground well has a floor in it that frank just chills in whenever he’s in there
- i’m not sure how communication would work out. or leonard’s missing leg for that matter but that’s later. (maybe theres something else that could be sacrificed thats reasonable but i dont know)
- i have. one line. and thats frank going “and next you will be the king of hell” when he puts the crown on albert during checkmate. and immediately strangling him afterward. im hoping al’s head can be covered up by the table for the Brain Harvesting, it might need to get knocked over though. the table not the brain. albert does also get knocked over though
- all three timepieces are collected in one number, though im not sure if you see them all at once or if its sequential. graveyard might also be an issue
- the closing has the six dead guys march out in the background (hopefully on that platform if we could get one earlier) holding their sacrifice jars, lookin all mournful. they do some rounds of sayin ‘live’ (including frank n leonard) while rose does her thing. they all kneel and/or hang their heads low at the very end, just before rose emerges with the baby & the curtains close
#not maintagging#a small part of me actually wants to write this but like#1. what would i do with this it's not like i can direct it or send it somewhere since it's a fanwork#2. i'd hate to do it by myself yet it'd also be strange to work on it with someone else#3. little children.#textposts#hopefully the read-more works! it keep breakin whenever i look at this post on mobile
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