#We love the grumpy puppet
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Uh oh.. I may have fallen for the grey tube. Lol auuuuuuuuu
#welcome home art#welcome home au#frank frankly#frank supremacy#fr#oops#i like his personality the most#And he’s funny#And I love his relationship in canon with julie#And his relationship in canon with eddie#And now I’m basically a mix of those two people#Boom.. alternate universe where I get the man of my dreams#A pathetic nerd#They are my type fr xD#I mean Dib#tmnt donatello#That or overpowered small men lol#What is me#Pretend ya didn’t see these tags#We love the grumpy puppet
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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You surprise Eddie with your baby's first trick-or-treat costume. Spoiler alert: she's adorable.
a/n: for maisie 🩷
more penny and Eddie here
“I’m waitiiiiiiiiing.” Eddie sang out from the couch, tugging at the neck of the cream colored turtleneck you’d guilted him into wearing. It wasn’t as bad as the sweater he had to wear with it. Truly the ugliest thing he had ever seen.
It was so ugly, it offended him and he was a little grumpy about it, which you teased was appropriate considering he was supposed to be dressed as Bert from Sesame Street.
Yeah. Sesame Street.
The (totally) gay puppets.
“You’ll have to get close.” Eddie had threatened when you pulled out eyeliner, not to line his eyes like you did before one of his shows or a date night, but to link his brows together in the most unrealistic looking unibrow ever.
Once upon a time, up until like two Halloweens ago, Eddie had used this day to be completely and thoroughly chaotic. Messy. Well, as messy as the social pariah could be on Halloween. So just really drunk, maybe high—sometimes both—making out with someone who wouldn’t acknowledge his existence the following day (and he was very grateful for you for breaking the curse on that last carefree Halloween). But that was the old Eddie Munson.
Gone was the Eddie Munson that either went all out–in leather, eyeliner and fake blood–or barely tried with some devil horns and a bad sense of humor for halloween to deal weed and drugs, smoke weed and drink til he threw up, or get fucked. Granted, he wasn’t going through this change alone.
Your opportunities to party on Halloween night with your friends–having all gotten ready together for the big, slutty night out–drinking ‘til you were stupid only to wake up on your bedroom floor (sometimes not even yours and on one year, the top of your neighbor’s car) with no real repercussions were no more.
Your days as primarily careless teenagers and now young adult were over, replaced with enjoying the night in a way you were both surprised to find that you didn’t hate, even as early twentysomethings.
Hell, the both of you were eager–even if Eddie had to wear a lame costume. He’d wanted to be Ernie, at least.
“Shut up!” You called back from the bedroom. Eddie snickered at the amusement hidden under your voice and shifted until he was lounging on his side, arm propped up with his hand.
“Still waitiiiiiiiing!”
You’d been hiding a certain costume from him for the past three weeks, and the anticipation was killing him.
“You are the most impatient man I have ever met.”
“I just gotta have you, baby.” Came his immediate response and his grin widened when he realized he didn’t even have to think up replies for your quips, it just came natural now. He knew you that well. Still made him giddy and want to kick his feet in the air.
He loved being married to you. Sue him.
“Okay, here we come!” You announced and Eddie scrambled to sit up straight, eagerly leaning forward to get an early peak.
You walked down the short hall, dressed in a striped sweatshirt, jeans with the bottoms rolled into cuffs and a pair of red converse. Ernie. But Eddie already knew what your costume was, it was a couple’s costume and you were indeed a couple.
It was who you were glancing back at, just out of his line of sight, that held his curiosity.
“C’mon, baby. Go show daddy!”
At your prompting, your baby–just a couple of months over a year old–came waddling out, footsteps awkward as she got used to the orange duck feet covering her own and the padding and stuffing of her yellow duck costume, clutching a bottle you’d given her to keep her from fussing while you got her dressed. Her curly little head and chunky cheeks were framed in the hood of the costume, with the duck’s head resting on hers.
“Are you kidding me?” Eddie asked, mouth dropping open as his eyes darted from his cute little spawn in her adorable costume to your smug expression and back, “Are you joking? OH MY GOD!”
Eddie reached his arms out to Penny, fingers curling into his fists as he made grabby hands, “You are so precious, my little baby, come to daddy!”
Penny was delighted with his praise, drooly mouth dropping open and big brown eyes sparkling as she rushed forward. Her lack of coordinated motor skills paired with the duck feet and the padding of her duck bottom throwing her equilibrium off meant she immediately lost her balance and you and Eddie both inhaled sharply, quickly rising to attention as she wobbled forward briefly, then fell back on her cushioned tail feathers.
It was far from a dangerous fall, so you and Eddie stood frozen, waiting for her response so as to not sway her to have a certain response, having taken her to the doctor’s after a fall once only to learn she was perfectly fine and had only started crying because you had.
You both learned real quick to wait for her response after falling, sometimes she cried and had a boo boo that Daddy and Mommy could fix with some first aid and a kiss, and other times she'd run right into the wall, get up, and walk away (albeit while muttering in angry baby gibberish).
Penny blinked once, eyes flying from your face to her dad’s before she wiggled her bum against the floor, set her bottle down next to her and tried to stand up.
You both let out matching sighs of relief before Eddie darted forward to scoop her up.
“Are you rubber ducky?” Eddie asked once he had her situated in his arms. All she did was give him that big, beautiful smile of hers (no longer gummy with the teeth she had coming in but thinking about that made Eddie teary eyed) before her attention strayed to his long curls and her chunky little fist flew out to grab some of it, staring it down before she put it in her mouth.
“Say, yes, baby.” You encouraged her after picking up her bottle, hand tucking in one of her curls peaking out.
“Yesh.” She parroted, mouthing aggressively at the hair in her fist. While she was distracted, Eddie took the opportunity to press kisses into her cheek, smothering her in them until she grew annoyed and snapped her head in his direction, mouth wide in protest.
“Sor-ry!” He huffed, still grinning as he pressed another one into her soft cheek. She was all talk and no bite. Mostly.
“What does the duck say, baby?” You asked, trying to prompt her. She could do some of the animal sounds and she’d gotten the duck right a few times.
“Moooo.” And sometimes she moo’d.
“That is one interesting duck.” Eddie commented and you shushed him.
“No, baby. Quack.”
“Cack.”
Your heart dropped into your stomach. “Okay, that’s a little too close to–we’ll stick with moo.”
You grabbed her trick-or-treat bag, a disposable camera and a couple of other things you thought you might need to take her trick-or-treating for the first time, while Eddie continued to coddle her, only putting her down when you were all ready to go.
Penny was little miss independent until she caught sight of the steps outside of the trailer. Then she whimpered, dropped her bottle and turned to Eddie, shoving herself at his legs as she reached her little arms up to him.
“Up! UP! Up!”
It was mean of him, really it was, because Penny was genuinely afraid of the steps but that also meant she demanded her daddy hold her in his arms, and that wasn’t really a loss for him so he hoped she’d hang onto that fear for a while before she got inventive and found another way to climb down them without him.
Eddie picked her up and she curled into his chest, chin on his shoulder as she clung to him with the duck head on her hood hitting the side of his face. He was trying to hide his smile but it was much too large to conceal and you glared at him with no malice, more amused with Eddie than anything.
“It’s okay, sweetpea. Daddy will protect you from those big, mean steps.”
He cackled as you shook your head with a smile.
“You are so messed up, capitalizing off of her fear.”
“Hey–it’s easy for you, she still demands and needs your boob. Did you see her refuse my kisses in there? I’m fighting for her affection here. And I’m gonna keep doing it, as soon as she gets over her fear of steps, I’m telling her a monster lives underneath them. Now, let's go get some candy I’ll also eat on her behalf.”
He bounded cheerfully out the door, Penny bouncing in his arms while you locked up behind him and called out in your laughter.
“And using your baby for candy–oh, you’ve got to choke tonight. I’ll save you, but you’ve got to choke.”
Eddie paused, waiting for you to catch up as his lips curled into smirk in a very Grinch like manner and you groaned, eyes squeezing shut as you realized what he was implying without having to verbalize it.
“I mean, I’d be happy to arrange that–”
“Keep walking, Bert. We only have an hour and a half so we’d better get a move on if you want a decent amount of candy to steal from your own baby.”
“I’m not above taking candy from any baby.” He confirmed leaning down just as you leaned up to meet in a kiss, the both of you smiling into it. It was brief, ending when Penny accidentally pecked the both of you with the head of her costume.
#Eddie Munson x reader#dad!eddie munson x reader#girl dad!eddie munson#pennyverse#dilf!eddie munson#dilf!eddie munson x reader#dad!Eddie Munson x mom!reader#Eddie Munson fluff#Eddie Munson x fem!reader#eddie munson x afab reader#Eddie Munson x black!reader#Eddie Munson blurb#eddie munson drabble#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x you#Eddie Munson fanfic#Eddie Munson fic#stranger things#stranger things 4#stranger things vol 1#stranger things vol 2#stranger things fic#stranger things fanfic#queenimmadolla
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"Well, here we go I supp- JULIE GET OFF OF ME!!!"
WELCOME TO THE OFFICIAL FIONN FINNIGAN ASK BLOG!!
Where you can ask the one and only grumpy deadbeat puppet dad from the Real World AU any questions you’d like!!!
WHO IS HE THOUGH?
“Once a friendly, thoughtful and hard working goofball with a heart of gold, Fionn worked as one of the Playfellow Company’s best employees, working his way from Apprentice to Head of Animation. Oh how he loved Welcome Home, it gave him a purpose in life, introduced him to the love of his life.. and unfortunately brought him so much pain he became an isolated shut away who refuses to recount the day Playfellow came crumbling down…
It is now 2007, that heart of gold now a heart of cold steel, Fionn lives alone. Every night spent smoking or drinking, no lover and a job he barely tolerates since it pays well. He laments about his past, yet he tries to forget…
But no matter what, his past always comes back to him, in the form of the 8 inky puppets he once knew and loved…”
BLOG BOUNDARIES
It’s primarily a Fionn ask blog, but I will bring in the puppets, his ex and love interest Cassidy and his niece Peony for some asks! Gotta mix it up a little!
Welcome Home DOES NOT belong to me, nor do the puppets! Fionn, Cassidy, Peony and the Real World AU belong to me, but we will follow Clown’s boundaries as well.
No NSFW questions, at all - Fionn and I may be of age, but minors are likely lurking or actively following the Real World AU, so refrain from such. Plus Peony costars in this blog, and she’s 6 soooo… none.
Absolutely NO proship, AppleCest, comship, or anything of the sort. You’re all disgusting.
There will/might be some triggering topics in this story, including (will continue to be updated):
Substance abuse (alcohol and cigarettes)
Gore/Death
Disturbing imagery
Unreality
Some AUs may be brought up for fun (like crossover AUs, or such)
Do not RP with Fionn in the ask box
I will often doodle something for asks, but sometimes I will either just write it or I will answer it as the creator.
That's all for now, character references shall be belong, but I hope you lot enjoy!!!!
References:
FIONN
THE PUPPETS
CASSIDY (To be updated)
PEONY (To be updated)
#welcome home#welcome home au#welcome home oc#welcome home ask blog#chezzy ocs fionn#chezzy ocs peony#chezzy ocs Cassidy#wally darling#barnaby b beagle#julie joyful#frank frankly#eddie dear#howdy pillar#sally starlet#poppy partridge#real world au
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" Farewell, Frank "
Corpse Puppet AU by @sketchquill
Idea: Frank and Eddie have been happily married for years with nothing separating them. That was, until Frank suddenly became very ill. Doctors all over town have tried everything from different medicines to different treatments, but alas, nothing has worked. So little time is left for Frank, but Eddie isn't ready to say goodbye. Unfortunately, there's no choice.
Reminders: I will warn you now, this fic will have heavy topics such as death and illness. There is very little comfort. While canon to the Corpse Puppet AU, I am still warning you as this can be triggering to some people. Read with caution!!
I am still not associated with Clown or any of his friends, nor their work. This is purely for fun and entertainment purposes. Nothing in here belongs to me except the writing itself.
Now suffer >:))
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This. Can not be happening.
Everything was going so well.
Why did it have to fall apart so soon?
Eddie stood outside of Frank's room, pacing around in circles as the poor man was overthinking. He couldn't help it. His husband was so sick, they could barely walk. It killed Eddie inside, knowing that there was nothing he could do for them. That's what hurt the most. He couldn't do anything.
A doctor steps out of the room with a saddened look. Upon entering, Eddie perked up, but quickly frowned upon seeing the doctor's expression.
"So, how is he?"
They stood silent.
"..Doc, how's my Frank?"
It looked as if they were trying to find the right words to break the unbearable news. Eddie couldn't stand it. He opened his mouth to speak, but the doc finally spoke up with sadness in their voice. This wasn't good.
"Mr. Dear, your husband hasn't been responding to the treatment."
"What..?"
No. No.. no no no. This can't be happening. Please tell him that this was not real.
The doctor sighed. They glanced over at the clipboard in their left arm.
"We've tried everything we know. Various medicines and treatments, but there's no significant improvement. Frank has only gotten worse."
...
Eddie's eyes began to flood with tears. He was on the verge of crying. The answer was obvious, but he couldn't help but ask.
"Is my Frank going to be okay..?"
...
Eddie's heart shattered in a million pieces when the doctor slowly shook their head.
"..I'm sorry, Mr. Dear, but they won't be making it."
Not a moment later, a quiet sob was heard from Eddie. He covered his face and broke down. He was losing his Frank, his husband. It didn't feel real, yet the pain was there. It was unbearable. How could anyone bear this much pain?
"Please, let me see them. Please.."
Eddie barely managed to get the words out in-between his sobs.
It would be cruel to deny someone to see their loved one.
The doc knew Frank's condition, but couldn't say no to Eddie. They allowed him in.
Eddie quietly walked in the room. He tried so hard to control his crying. He wiped away his tears as he strolled by Frank's bedside. He took a seat that was near the bed.
Being so close to a dying loved one felt like a blessing and a curse. To see them in their last moments, to later see them get buried. Eddie was not looking forward to.. burying his husband.
Just the thought of it brought him back to tears.
Frank slowly turned their gaze to Eddie. They were barely able to keep their eyes open. But they smiled. They smiled at Eddie. Frank was usually grumpy, but they smiled for him.
"Hey, Eddie.." They spoke in a hushed whisper. Eddie could tell that they were exhausted. Exhausted from death itself, exhausted from trying so many medicines and treatments.
"Hey, pumpkin.."
Frank quietly chuckled, a soft pink coloring their face. Their smile only grew.
"Heh, I told you to not call me that."
Eddie chuckled.
"But why? It's cute, just like you."
"Alright, Alright."
Frank playfully rolled their eyes, Eddie couldn't help but snicker.
Eddie glanced further at Eddie. His smile was short lived, as he slowly frowned in sadness. Was this really it? For them?
As if Frank was going to allow him to be sad, not in front of them.
They were so tired, but they mustered up the energy to raise their arm and gently place their hand on Eddie's cheek. Eddie's face turned a soft pink at the contact, but smiled.
He smiled. He placed his hand over on Frank's.
"Turn that frown upside down, dear. I'll be fine."
"But you're not."
Eddie's tears ran down his face like a waterfall. He couldn't help it. He didn't want to say goodbye.
"..Frank, sweetheart, you're-"
"I know."
Frank frowned a bit. For the first time, Eddie saw Frank tear up. A few tears rolled down their cheeks.
"I'm heartbroken, too. I don't want to leave you, either."
They stood silent for a moment.
"..As much as it sucks, at least I get to see your handsome face."
Eddie smiled slightly at the compliment. It made him happy, at least for that small bit.
"I love you, Frank."
"I love you too, Eddie."
...
They stood quiet for a little bit, just enjoying each other's company. It was nice.
It got harder for Frank to stay awake. As much as they didn't want to let go, Eddie knew they were tired. He allowed them to take their arm back. Frank let out a shaky sigh, closing their eyes for a moment.
"God, I'm so tired.." They mumbled. They felt breathless.
Eddie felt bad. As much as he wanted to spend more time with Frank, he didn't want to force them to stay awake. He stood up from the chair and knelt down next to the bedside. Eddie carefully brushed his fingers through Frank's dark hair. They quietly hummed with a small smile.
"Please, sweetheart. Get some rest. You deserve it."
Frank looked over at Eddie. They couldn't help but tear up.
"Will you.. be okay with me resting?"
Eddie slowly nodded.
"Of course.. you look so tired, it's worrying me."
Frank opened their mouth to speak, but Eddie continued to speak.
"Don't worry about me, I'll be okay. I just want you to get your much deserved rest."
...
"..Thank you, dear.."
Frank's voice became quiet.
They reached over and took Eddie's hand, gently squeezing it. Eddie reciprocated the action.
"I love you.. Eddie.."
"I love you too, Frank."
Eddie leaned in and gave a soft kiss on Frank's forehead. They smiled.
They slowly closed their eyes, letting out another shaky sigh.
Within a moment, Frank was out. They immediately fell asleep. The gentle grip they had on Eddie's hand went away, but he stood there. He kept their hand held, not wanting to let go. He never wanted to let go.
So, Eddie stayed by Frank's side. He made sure to never leave them.
He loved them.
Perhaps when Frank wakes up, they'll feel a little bit refreshed.
Eddie and Frank can see each other a little longer.
Maybe when Frank wakes up, they'll be all better, as if the sickness never happened. Eddie will be relieved and they'll live happily ever after.
If Frank wakes up, they'll maybe start accepting 'pumpkin' as their nickname.
...
. . .
But Frank never woke up.
They tried.
They tried so hard to fight the sickness.
But eventually, their body just couldn't do it.
...
"Hey, Frank.."
Eddie stood by near Frank's grave. Flowers surrounding it with cards and teddy bears. Eddie held a bouquet of flowers, purple and blue.
He knelt down, placing the bouquet of flowers upright on the grave. Tears flooded his eyes, but he held a smile.
"It's been a while since I've seen your face. I wish I could hold you, right now."
He stood quiet for a bit.
"..It's been hard without you, you know that? Wherever you are, I just hope you're resting in peace."
Eddie broke into a sob. He felt so lonely without his husband.
"I miss you so much, sweetheart.. Why'd you have to go?"
There was no one around to comfort him. Eddie was left alone with his own puddle of tears.
If Frank was there, they'd be comforting him.
..But that's the thing.
They weren't there, anymore.
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I'm bawling my eyes out right now from writing this. If you read this and are crying like me, allow me to give you a hug 🫂
#corpse puppet au#welcome home#frank frankly#eddie dear#eddie welcome home#frank welcome home#eddie dear x frank frankly#angst
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we know that holograms take up a MASSIVE portion of reddwarfs energy, a whole city's worth of energy in fact. we know that The Cat has never been fond of rimmer right from the get go. that he's disgusted by this holographic simulation of some dead guy. I propose that part of the reason for this is because rimmer to him is and has always been a flashing, lagging, uncanny valley mess.
sure he can't see in the dark, but his senses are better than humans, he can smell things lister can't. he can see the projector floating around inside rimmer. what's worse is the hologram is programed to be a self serving whiney bitch (we love him as a character of course but in person, how he treats others including cat is oof) later with hard light he can probably see everything that Rimmer picks up as slightly vibrating. this flickering is only worsened when rimmer goes into energy saving mode. the only solace he gets from this anthropomorphic uncanny, seizure risk manifested is that everyone else seems to finally see it and understand a little better when rimmer is in low battery mode. that is why he gets so adamant about calling rimmer out on not being real, rimmer to him is a literal headache inducing eyesore and a rude patronizing one at that. yet lister insists on sharing a bunk with rimmer and acts like nothing's wrong, that would feel infuriating- from his perspective maybe even like gaslighting even though he knows everyone is being honest.
to put it another way, imagine two guys are puppeting a dead guy. weekend at Bernie's style. you know he's dead, you know it's just an act but everyone else is fooled, no one can see what you see, infuriatin, right? now imagine the two guys are seemingly invisible to everyone but you, this dead man is also a strobe light and this act is emotionally abusive to your only bleeding non mechanical friend after your family abandoned you for not being cool enough and the other half died and this flickering automated corps is a dick to you because of these invisible guys who could choose to not be a dick.
i genuinely don't think Cat was in the wrong for feeling this way, maybe he was a dick but it's understandable. id be grumpy too.
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I love hearing about ppls Ocs :3
Behold- the main cast of assholes and dumbasses! I finally remade their reference sheets (keep in mind that these guys are part of the main cast so I've still got some other ocs, some plot relevant, others not so much)
To keep it brief, here's a summary (plot twist, I did not keep it brief):
In a hypothetical reconstruction of the earth where there is a huge ass continent and some other medium and small ones in a secluded corner, you've got regular human civilization living out their regular life in these small portions of land . All of the territory (except for the big ass continent) is controlled managed by a company known as "P.C.P" (Provide, create, protect. Creative, I know) which is basically the puppeteer of all of society. It's presented as the one that will install order and peace throughout the world by keeping every single little thing in check. They've got tech, they've got the military, they've got the most renowned scientist in the fields of chemistry, biology, physics...you name it...and they've got political control. The C.E.O of this wonderful company is our dear old gal Evelyn! She rose to the ranks cause of....plot reasons (dunno if that would be considered spoilers...) and is the reason all of this shit happens in the first place :) well... it's a mix really of who's at fault (get it? Cause the name of the series is "At fault"?..... I'll see myself out).
Aaanyway, then enters John, a middle-aged man that works in the robotics department of the company that has successfully ascended and has gotten a bonus! How nice :) well he fucks up on day one by stumbling upon some of the companies secrets regarding the big ass continent and is subsequently found out. How does Evelyn react to this? She kills his wife and young daughter OOPSIES. she also sent her workers/police forces to kill him as well but he escapes. Still in shock he hides on a garbage ship in the hopes of getting anywhere else besides P.C.P territory and it basically dumps him into the big ass continent. He wakes up and discovers that the big ass continent has a huge abandoned city filled with vegetation and wacky mutated creatures with varying levels of danger :). Here enter our two other guys: BRK9 or "Berry" is the huge robot dude that was basically abandoned in this unknown territory and is later found and fixed by John to act as his security guard (John is basically preeeetty paranoid at this point and is still in shock and has not registered that his only family's dead). And what do we have here? Berry's sentient and is really fucking annoying to John? Oopsie daisy! Welp, now these two wander around the place and find an annoying fucking furry K!!! (Yes K. Her name is a literal letter don't say anything SHUT UP-). When they first met she basically tried to eat John and kill berry but berry ends up decapitating her.......
But, to John's dismay, K's inmortal!....kinda. She can regenerate any part of her body but she can die of old age or you could just blow her up till there's no piece of flesh left for her to regenerate from. So their whole dynamic is basically grumpy old traumatized man who now wants revenge, an insecure robot that masks their fears with a confident front and is obsessed with his dad (John hates that he calls him that) and a psychotic anthropomorphic lizard that's really fkn stupid and barbaric.
And to answer "What was Evelyn trying to hide?"... she's basically the reason that K exists in the first place and is trying to take control of this deserted continent by sending more and more troops to take over. What's stopping her? The vast amount of mutated things that are constantly killing her troops + K (she actually created K in the hopes of using her as a weapon to conquer the place but deemed her as a nuisance and useless and left her to die. But she escaped and got amnesia by destroying her head whilst escaping...)
And above all of this, whilst our main trio kill one of the troops and ambush their station, through a video call with one of the generals, Evelyn sees that the ex-employee that she thought had been taken care of was still alive! AND THE THING THAT SHE HAD GOTTEN RID OF WAS ALSO ALIVE AND KICKING! oh and a random robot.....
#faceee rambles#At Fault series#oooo a tag would you look at that#If this doesn't make sense I'm so sorry#if you want you can ask a REAL summary in the comments or smt....i dunno.....#ANYWAY SORRY FOR RAMBLING SO MUCH I'LL BE ON MY WAY BYEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#ocs#oc series#original characters
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Im sorry, can we get nsfw for headcannons for Venti, i miss them🥺
Mime Time- You orginally asked for sfw and nsfw so we get both because we havent talked about them much.
Sfw
Ventri is exactly 8'8 ft. Part of that height is their shoes but I will not say how much. They're more reserved than shy, but they do act timid around you. Most of the gifts they give are visible , but once you get to know each other you start to feel a ring band around your fourth finger
As their name and a few posts imply, Ventri is a ventriloquist along with being a mime. They are able to perfectly mimic voices just by listening to them long enough. Ventri has a number of puppets for different reasons, but the two that matter most are the grumpy clown one they always have and one of you that they use to encourage themselves when they are down.
While Ventri is younger, they often played the "mom" role for their older sibling and make an excellent caretaker. Since they can't normally talk, taking care of you is one of the ways they show their affection. Even before you met you'll find clothes folded on your bed or meals in the fridge. Ventri also can't eat so they like to stare at you while you do it instead.
Ventri is more of a stalker than aggressor meaning they like to follow you around and don't often make contact unless you are in trouble or they are giving something to you. They wear a locket with a picture of you sleeping in it
Like their brother, Ventri has an "imaginary friend" too
They have an excellent singing voice, but you can only hear them sing when they use the right puppet. This puppet in particular is usually used to vent their inner thoughts. When you're in the equation, most of the songs they sing are love songs
Nsfw
Ventri is definitely a bashful lover in the bedroom. They feel a touch uncomfortable without their puppets, but they would never bring one in the bed and have to work around it.
They prefer to use their fingers on you than the actual act. Due to their size there may be some minor issues, but Ventri favors your pleasure over their own. Their tongue has been sewn into their hand too so that definitely does something.
They love when you're verbal/tell them what to do. Your voice is one of their biggest comforts and they like being the one you call on. It'd be hard to catch them in the act because they are very careful about it, but Ventri has used their you puppet in private for reasons you can probably guess.
Without the stitches in their mouth, Ventri likes to leave marks on you. Their bite can be a touch painful so they don't do it unless you consent, but even the smallest nick will leave a scar which is what they want
#Ventri my oc#yandere oc#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere scenarios#yandere headcanons#yandere imagines#yandere x you#yandere insert#yandere blurb#Yandere clown#yandere x darling#yandere x y/n#yandere smut
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Reader dislikes loud noises but reader has the loudest soft voice
Wally
Wally was the first to notice based on how |Name| reacts to stuff, occasionally whenever Barnaby would tell a joke they wore ear mufflers but then speak in an echo.
“Helloooooooo Barnaby….What joke do you have for me now.” The dog obviously spoke in a casual manner while they clap excitedly at his joke. “Nothing much dear, just making time to say hello and leave an Echo behind. Mighty fine morning to tell a joke: but it wouldn’t sit right with me.” The joke writes itself.
|Name| was sitting right beside Wally and Barnaby shakes his head. “I can’t stand the thought of messing the joke up.” Their laugh echo’s throughout the neighborhood. “Hilarious! Hehehe!”
Wally takes the chance to tap their arm and lightly tell them nothing loud will occur. They take it off and nuzzle him lovingly, “Thank youuuuuu dearieeee.”
A lighter echo but it wasn’t loud for the others.
“Why don’t you and I work on the paintings for today. I’m sure you have a lot to express after those jokes right? Ha ha ha.” |Name| nods and waves to Barnaby who waved back then they leave with Wally. “Wallyyyyy.”
“Yes?”
“I love youuuu.” |Name| gives him a kiss on the cheek. “Mwah!”
He returns the kiss with a happy “Mwah!” Before yawning softly, “I am tired…” he leans on |Name|
“Though I am incapable of sleep I do wish to sleep alongside you and Barnaby.” |Name| helps Wally up, walks to their and then they sit on a hammock. “I’m sleeping…I’m sleeping!”
“Wallyyyy I know you’re awake.” They hug him while he giggles, “Your so soft. Softyyyy.”
Suddenly they felt Barnaby hug them both and they all begin to rest on the hammock together. “Goodniiight.”
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Reader is a silly dancer
“Don’t mind me just dancing away while admiring the handsome view.” Barnaby rolls an eye, “Sure you mean that. What’s next thing you’re dancing your way into may heart.”
“Aw shucks dear I try.” You do a small shimmy before doing a small jazz hands. “Mind tellin a joke for our fans?”
“I would but as our fans they may blow us away with their jokes.” Your small giggles made the puppet dog blush until he kisses your cheek.
“Now I got a good joke for us, what do you do when you have a party in space?”
“What���s that Barnaby?” Julie gave him a dopey grin while he winks.
“Ya planet.” You inhale and hold back a laugh while Wally tilts his head. “Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!”
Frank wanted to squint in disappointment but Eddie was laughing up a storm while Julie tried to calm down from laughing so hard. But the holster doll could only smirk with pride while Sally rolls her eyes.
“Surely his dancing partner didn’t find it funny.”
You nod, “I sure did!” You kiss Barnaby’s cheek before twirling to the side. “Give it up for Barnaby~!!!”
“WOOOOO!!!” Howdy and Sally begin to cheer for him, Wally claps as well with the same soft smile he gives everyone. They all eye Frank who seemed to be nodding in approval, “Oooo The nod of approval! Thanks Papa! And Dad!”
Eddie grins. “The kiddo approves.”
“I approve too. We both share the same grumpy face.” You and Frank both pout together until Barnaby gave you a big kiss on the face.
“I give it my seal of approval!” You gasp, “I am a seal Barnaby!”
“Exactly.”
#wally x reader#wally darling x reader#wally darling x y/n#wally x y/n#welcome home wally#welcome home barnaby#welcome home howdy#welcome home Barnaby x reader#barnaby x reader#welcome home arg#welcome home x reader#x reader
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I just rewatched the scene where Crow and Zira dance and it finally clicked that they are having two entirely different conversations while they dance. Neither is listening or responding to the other. They have different "exactlys". I knew this in theory but rewatching it and seeing the way they fill in their own blanks is fascinating.
This is how the conversation went to Crowley.
C: "You are playing puppets with the humans, please stop. Making it rain to see if it will make them talk is relatively harmless in terms of their free will, but It is going too far to control them without their consent or knowledge. Additionally, I'm scared for us and we're in immediate danger. Again, please stop being creepy, so we can make a plan together on the next step for gabriel. I need your help and your behaviour is adding to my anxiety."
What he heard in Aziraphale's answers and actions: No thanks im too happy playing god, and you dont know what youre talking about. By the way I kept this skill of being the only angel who is able to dance a complete secret from you for 200 years, betraying your trust just a bit more. I'm also going to stand up for Gabriel because I'm brainwashed by heaven still and don't really care to ask about the abuse he did against you or the murder threat to the person you love most dearly in the world. Your feelings about that don't matter as long as I can do what I want right now.
And this is how the conversation went to Aziraphale.
C: I've been very stressed over everything lately and am venting this to you.
"Don't stress, look: I planned a big romantic date for us as well as the women. Come over here and spend some time with me and maybe you will feel better. See? I love you so much I'd keep hell at bay for us."
I am prejudiced against heaven and dont care what happens to an angel like you in their time of need. I actively wish him harm, despite knowing your feelings, which aren't important to me. I'm also going to ignore all of the effort you are currently putting in.
"I know you're a grumpy, anxiety ridden person but I need you to see what I'm trying to tell you right now. I'm confident in my ability to protect you, as I always have. I love you. Oh I planned this so meticulously and everything is going wrong."
They dont LISTEN because theyre so hellbent on being heard themselves. And it's how instead of achieving a successful, coordinated win like the body swap in s1, we get no satisfying triumph over the odds in s2. No clever plan of action because this same pattern of being unable to work together and failing to listen to the other person has been a problem ever since Armageddon and the body swap itself left them too traumatised to have a functional relationship.
#good omens#crowley#ineffable husbands#aziraphale#meta#and you also have to think these poor sods went straight from armageddon into covid lockdowns
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do y'all have a fav song from the old ones?
you BETTER appreciate this because i am about to run around the base passing the focus along to everyone !!!
Aloy - Oh. Um. I don’t exactly listen to their music a lot, I generally prefer what we have today. Although, GAIA gave me this playlist once called “Phonk”, and I guess it was ok, so I guess that? Sorry, that’s not really a song..
Erend - HEAVY METAL BANDS, I THINK METALLICA OR SLIPKNOT IS MY FAVOURITE. I ENJOY MASTER OF PUPPETS A LOT, THOUGH. ITS EIGHT MINUTES LONG, SO I GET TO ENJOY IT FOR AGES.
(ooc: i know nothing about heavy metal bands all i have is a friend with a metallica bag whom we call emo all the time)
Varl - i actually quite enjoy the pop genre! i think there was a heavy split between the old ones between people who did and didn’t, but i think they sound cool and upbeat. my favourite has to be this one song called shake it off by this girl called taylor swift!!! i don’t know if she’s still relevant with you guys but i enjoy a lot of her music :) also i listen to classical sometimes from zo!!!
Zo - Generally I listen to calmer music, classical like Varl said. I enjoy Beethoven, but I also switch over to more 80s, 90s, 2000s, and 2020s music sometimes because of Varl. I like Adele - my favourite from her has to be Chasing Pavements, or Easy On Me :) Alva got me into The Lumineers too.
Kotallo - i don’t have a lot of time to listen to music. all i know is mr. sandman. bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam oh mr sandman. that one. i think it’s old so i don’t know if you all still know it.
Alva - MY TURN!!!!! i enjoy this one band called the lumineers a LOT. my favourite is ophelia because it reminds me of federa and sometimes it makes me cry. also!! taylor swift!! she was 2000s to 2020s i think so like varl said i’m not sure if you all know her.. but i heard her fans called themselves “swifties” so that’s pretty cool!! me and varl listen to music together a lot we share similar tastes :3 i like the pop genre too!!
Beta - i really enjoy the crane wives i really like the moon will sing or the well also there was this song called lovely and i think billie something was her name and all i can do is see myself in the lyrics so it makes me cry but it also makes me feel really comforted also alva showed me this song called rises the moon and it makes me really calm
Sylens - Classical.
GAIA - My likes are what Elisabet liked. Sometimes, when she was feeling a bit happier, she’d listen to 70s, 80s, 90s, but when she needed to focus or needed something calmer in a solemn mood, she’d put on some classical or generally calm music. I believe her favourite was “Keep On Movin’” by a band called Five. Although, I do enjoy the songs everyone plays around the base, too.
sorry guys sylens was grumpy… it took me like 5 minutes of pestering him to get him to write ONE word!!!!
now i am going to look at some data. sitting down. i’ve been running around the base i need a break.
#disaster diviner#saviourly duties#forge man#cool man varl#plant and people mom#marshalmellow#beta says stuff#this is a waste of time#hfw#horizon#horizon forbidden west#horizon zero dawn#alva#aloy#erend#varl#zo#kotallo#beta#sylens#hfw alva#hfw aloy#hfw erend#hfw varl#hfw zo#hfw kotallo#hfw beta#hfw sylens#i stand FIRMLY by my headcannon that the only old ones song kotallo knows is mr sandman#sorry for the nuclear damage on the swifties <3 (i am not sorry at all)
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"I'm fucking gay" I said to myself sometimes louder, sometimes quietly, unfortunately I think several people heard the loud part because they were looking at me, especially Danny was running after me. "Lando, are you grumpy for saying that? Because everyone hears it.” "I am, and when we broke up I was even grumpier, leave me alone, if you want me to, I'm still pregnant with twins from Ollie." Ollie Bearman? What the hell have you been doing?” Danny stopped me from speaking, then tears appeared on my face and I ran away crying. ,,Lokiii where are you????? I want to go back to the fucking fucking hotel!!!!! I can not stand!!!!" I started hitting his chest shaking and throwing up again. "Relax Lando, there are only free training sessions with a break between them." ,, BELIEVE I'M NOT EXCITED I WANT TO GO BACK THERE I HATE IT HERE FUCK ME!!!!" "Deep air says I can do it in myself." "I can do it, I believe in myself, even if I carry two beans Jankó." "MR Norris, we need to talk about beans after training." "No, and I will not have an abortion, this is the final decision, sir." "If he plays for the suspension, then the game has begun." "I'm afraid, Loki, they're not only idiots, they're also strict and they give diets that are impossible or borderline impossible to follow, on top of that they constantly measure our weight and check how much we exercise every day, it's no longer sick, it's fucking pathological."
I leaned against the wall with tears in my eyes and could only scream at the top of my lungs. Leave it!!!! I won't get into that fucking car if they force me to do so at gunpoint." "Well, come in." "Will, Jon, no, these fuckers up there don't even know what I want or what I feel, so no, I'm going to have someone else take my place today and this year." "Leave him for real." "Dude, what will happen to me? We had such a good time together, but what about the photography?" "I'll take photos of the little ones or I don't know if we move to the new place, but the fact that I won't stay in Monaco is fixed." "Do you want to move?" "Yes, everyone has been obsessed with me for a long time, when they see a girl next to me, the tabloids say she's my new girl, when I fuck the boys I loved it, I hate being there." "We understand. Where?" Burying my face in my hands, I started to cry even more and shook my head. "I don't have the faintest idea where America might come into question, I don't know, New York especially Upper, Miami, Los Angeles, but back to England and Bristol and its surroundings or London, I don't have an idea yet, but it's far from there and from the people there."
The news made my fucking blood run cold, I went to see Lando through the journalists because he just said all this in public. ,,A thousand apologies... Fuck you Lando, you said everything openly, even what you shouldn't have!!!! Now you're going to be all over the headlines because of your breakout!!!! "Osc, who excites the bitch, fuck them, they need to know what a fucking little world Formula 1 is and what a fucking little puppet we are for them that they can play with as they please and like, they can suck my dick." We didn't even pay attention, but all the cameras took us and everyone took pictures of us, and even Lando gave them the fucking horse. ,,This is serious? You know you can't say." "Yes, fuck me, just like I'm tired of shit, I'm not acting anymore here, if that's what I want, I'll go to a fucking casting and I don't care how many weeks I am, I'll do it if I get in, okay, but no, as a child, if you didn't know, I was a child actor . Stupid child and I would choose this place over the shitty place right now. Get it.” I ran after him and slapped him. "You know, I was also a child actor, but now it's not about that, it's about what you said shouldn't have happened."
"Child actor, Child actor" I muttered to myself and looked for a cigarette in my back pocket, and for my lip ink, "mhhh Benefit is expensive but... How seriously did you take Oscar from me and throw it away?" Your good fucking mother!!!!!!” I took it out and imitated a fake kick in the ass, and he showed me how the hell you put on makeup if you can't see it. "Because if only you knew that I've been doing this since I was fourteen." ,,Landooooo fuck fourteen???? Are you screwed???? Good tests, huh?” I showed him it was full of liquid flavoring, it was undrinkable and the color was strange, it didn't smell like anything, but it did have a sparkle. "Liquid highliter and put it down, it flows very well." ,,This? It has bristles, but it's also cool." ,,That mascara and eyebrow gel, put my fucking make-up stuff down Osc this is fucking not funny!!!!! That's my contour stick, my foundation, concealer, bronzer, that's my fucking blush, that's my eyeshadow palette, and put it all down. Damn" "Good, okay..." I left Lando, who was just putting some cream on himself. "MR Piastri, where is his teammate?" "I don't know, I think he's already gone with him boyfriend, he has a date today, he said he went there, sir, I can't give him an interview, I'm sorry." I ran back panting with messy hair. ,,What's wrong?" "Fuck the fucking gossip press and they're asking about you." We looked outside and a good number of people gathered, none of us dared to go outside when ten minutes later we heard a knock. "I'm Loki, may I come in?" ,.Of course it is." "This is a fucking crowd, what the hell happened?" "I don't know either, except that some asshole asked me where Lando was, and I lied and saved the best and said that he was on a date with his friend, so I thought he wasn't here anymore." "Oscar, you bastard, we're going down because of you, everyone will know that me and Lando are a couple!!!" "Good, but I didn't tell you he was pregnant." "You wordy bastard Australian, can't you be like that?" "Get me, I'm confessing to them, you scumbags" I ran out angrily, slammed the door behind me and instead did everything against myself, kept my mouth shut, "I'm telling you he's on a date with his partner, leave him alone and on top of that, Lando Norris is gay, so he's not with a girl if they ask you idiots !!!!!” I looked in my phone and all the gossip sites were full of me, "Formula 1 driver Lando Norris is gay." I ran after Oscar, but I didn't really see spit anywhere, "Kill Oscar Piastri, you're bisexual or stupid!!!!" I felt Loki's palm on my back, bit my lip and killed him, "Fucking big scandal and it started as I predicted." "Yes, but I think we should go because I have a reservation at the restaurant at nine in the evening."
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wait smosh taskmaster would be SUCH a massive slay wow. immediately my mind went to shayne as alex horne ! but greg i could see as diff options bc i don’t think any cast members embody that archetype personality wise as is but i could def see them put their own spins on em as a character if that makes sense ? would love to see what damien or chanse could come up with (bonus pts for being tall). but i also just realized arasha would be good too lmaoo. OH and that tommy as greg and spencer as alex would be SO good. and then for contestants would love to have angela, two that don’t end up in the above roles, keith, and than a rando crew member that we don’t see that often to shake it up - maybe vida bc they killed it in tntl and they do improv? wait also loved patrick making a reappearance so him as well. obvi would love to see most of the cast /crew participate as contestants if it’s like a recurring series ! ok clearly this show is perf for smosh considering i included a bajillion people in this ask pls kiana i’m begging 🙏 - spencersagnew
@spencersagnew YOU. YOU GET ME. i love your takes,,,, shayne as alex and arasha as greg specifically is everything to me. i'll put my cast out there but your takes are incredible and you've never been wrong.
tommy as the taskmaster. i think he just has that dry humor and can lean into the antagonistic nature really well while still being a fair judge and interacting well with the contestants. he's also just one of my favorite hosts of anything ever so ill let him do whatever he wants
garrett as the taskmaster's assistant. LISTEN. LISTEN. we need someone pathetic. someone who can be a punching bag. someone who's a little unhinged. someone who will get bullied by the cast and just take it, but also someone who has the Audacity. and That's Garrett. he fits the bill. i'll say honorable mention to shayne bc i think he would do this really well too but there's something about garrett that i think people would just take to using him as a puppet, a prop, whatever they needed for their tasks. and then get shit from him as soon as they're in the studio.
ian as contestant number one (The Grumpy Old Man). look, i have the taskmaster casting system boiled down to a science. i truly believe almost every cast can fit into these categories (almost! almost all!) and so i'm going by the same metric for smoshmaster. and we're starting off strong with the grumpy old man archetype. i think he'll be generally annoyed by everything. tommy, garrett, the other contestants, the tasks, whatever. he has a really dry sense of humor that'll balance everybody else out, and an above-it-all attitude that you can't help but respect. examples of this include julian clary, frankie boyle, and dara o briain.
angela as contestant number two (The World's Strangest Woman). every season needs one woman who just goes about the tasks in The Most Insane Way, and that's angela. point blank period. is she gonna win? probably not! but who knows! she's a wild card! she's the one who says her legs are basically just arms without fingers, you know. i think she'd just panic and do. whatever. no planning, go with her gut instinct. she'd also be super competitive and her reactions when she realized just how bad she fucked up.... incredible. examples include lucy beaumont, jenny eclair, and fern brady.
spencer as contestant number three (The Loveable Goofball). look. LOOK. you know him. you love him. he probably won't win. but god is it fun to watch. he's generally kind of pathetic, and while he fails miserably, you can't help but root for him, feel bad for him, and point and laugh at him all at once. he's going about the tasks either half-heartedly or putting his whole soul into it with absolutely no in-between. he might win an episode, but it's because the edit is throwing him a bone. spencer's really good at putting on that character of. miserable dude. the heel of it all. but also balancing that out with his quick wit and intelligence. he's perfect for this. some examples are susan wokoma, ivo graham, and john kearns
chanse as contestant number four (The Fan Favorite). he's hot. he's smart. he's funny. everybody likes him. he is the People's Champion. everyone wants him to win - even the taskmaster is a Little biased. he has electric chemistry with everyone, somehow, you can't really figure out how. he absolutely kills ALL the tasks but especially the prize tasks. i also think chanse would just have the funniest reactions to what everyone Else is doing. like i think he'd stand by what he did until the bitter end (even if he did something fucking insane) but everyone else he would relentlessly make fun of. god i want him on this show so bad. anyway, my examples for this are sam campbell, kiell smith-bynoe, and munya chawawa.
courtney as contestant number five (The Only Competent One on the Board). everyone else is fucking insane, but courtney is holding down the fort. she's always handling the tasks in a smart, efficient way that seems like the most logical way to go about it. they frequently outsmart the prompts and the competition. whether or not they win it all, they just seem like they deserve it most. her humor also brings a really nice balance of riding that line of silly goofy and smart and quick. i think courtney rounds out this cast really well (and is my personal pick to win <3). examples of this are sue perkins, mae martin, and sarah milican.
im flexible on the teams, although i think my personal pick is spencer / courtney / angela and ian / chanse bc. comedy to me. also i will say i think i could go on for like. at least two more seasons building different casts truly this is not the Only combo. anyway kiana call me i've got big plans
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Actor AU story part three! WOOOOOO!!!
Au belongs to @frillsand
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Chapter 3: Dinner with a new friend
Willow followed Wally back inside to watch him and his friends record the newest episode after Eric had to concede to Wally's 'Offer'. The others were surprised Wally asked for this, but they welcomed the change nonetheless. They loved entertaining kids, and this would be like early critique before the show even aired. Willow had a lot of fun too. She was really shy and very quiet, but she loved getting to know the cast. They each noticed something a bit odd, however. Like something didn't sit right. She was sweet and kind, sure, but the level of shyness she exhibited felt less like her being shy and more like her being afraid of them. It was odd to say the least, but when the rest of the cast asked her why she was scared or told her she didn't need to be scared, she'd turn away and deny it. Not Wally, though. He never asked anything like that. Unless she spoke to him, he observed the interactions Willow had with his friends quietly, making mental notes on her behavior so he could see if something was wrong at home with her.
The day went by a bit too quickly for everyone's liking. Before anyone knew it, shooting was over and the cast started heading home. Willow gave everyone a respectful farewell before going with Wally to get dropped off. On the way, they spoke to each other.
"So?" Wally started, making Willow look at him from the seat next to him "What did we learn about the cast today?"
"Uuhhhhh…" Willow started thinking "...Well, Franky isn't nearly as grumpy as we see on TV. He's easy to tick off, but he's overall really nice. Eddie is Franky's boyfriend, which I didn't realize either of them were gay. Julie does a little flap thing when she's excited, Poppy loves humming to help her stay calm, Barnaby is definitely not acting when he plays the funny guy, Howdy is vegan…What's vegan again?"
"It means you don't eat any meat or animal products" Wally clarified
"Right. A-Anyway, Sally is a lot sweeter than on camera, almost like a cool big sister" Willow continued "...And you have a really short temper with the production crew. I noticed how they treated your friends, but…" She stopped there
It was true, she saw how badly the puppets were treated in the studio. To say it was bad would be an understatement, to say the least. She saw Howdy get pushed off the stage, only being there because he was confused about his movement and tone for his personal recording as he was the least experienced in this field with Poppy being only slightly better due to her anxiety. Wally really lost his temper and started shouting at everyone. The only reason he stopped was because Willow had run off the stage. When Wally found her again, Howdy and Sally were trying to bring her out of a massive panic attack.
“...I take it your parents shout a lot?” Wally asked gently, Willow being pulled out of the memory and back to the real world
“Y-Yeah…They do…” She said, a bit startled from being pulled back into the conversation
“How often does it happen?”
“Every day…Sometimes it lasts all day and momma sends me out of the house so I don’t have to listen” Willow explained, rubbing her arm
Wally stopped at a red light and looked over at her, his expression immediately turning to one of worry when he saw the slightly raised sleeve…and what was underneath it. There was a large, hand shaped bruise on her wrist, barely covered up by bandages. Wally could guess where it came from, but he needed to get all the facts first.
“…Willow. Look at me, please” Wally spoke gently as the little puppet looked up at her favorite star “I only get angry like that when someone mistreats my friends, and I only do that inside the studio because the people there are racist and…honestly a bunch of idiotic jerks. Your parents fighting like that is a sign that that house may not be safe for you…”
“I already know that…” Willow said as she looked down at her lap “…But my daddy made it clear that I’ll have nowhere else to go. He said I’ll die on the streets if I run away because he won’t come looking for me…So I gotta stay where I am…” Willow looked ready to cry when she finished her explanation
Wally looked ready to snap again as the light turned green. He went off course, driving away from the house as he took a breath and gently rubbed Willow’s back to soothe her. He soon pulled into a parking lot and stopped the car, making Willow look up curiously as she wiped her teary eyes. They weren’t at her house, but rather at a large restaurant painted orange and red with gray tiles for the roof. There was a large neon sign in the shape of a circle with little circles on the inside and a triangle missing from it.
“Um…Mister Darling?” Willow spoke up “Where are we? I thought I was just going home”
“Well, I saw that you hadn’t eaten anything at the studio, so I thought you might want something to have before you go home” Wally explained, though the real reason was that he thought this could keep her out of the house, and away from her toxic father, a while longer
“Bobolli’s…Pissa?” She read the sign and tilted her head “What’s that?”
“…Have you never had pizza before?” Wally asked, a little horrified as Willow shook her head “What do your parents let you eat?”
“Daddy makes me eat cold bread and milk for breakfast. Momma tries to give me granola bars and water sometimes, but she usually gets caught” Willow explained timidly
Wally had to take a few deep breaths to calm down before he got out of the car. He went around and got Willow out before taking her inside. The interior had a very rustic feeling with dark wood floors, marble counters, orange lights, black leather seats, and dark red tiles all over the walls. Many folks, both human and puppet, worked behind the counters to make pizza, but only one came out to greet Wally. This puppet was rather large in size, a human puppet roughly three fourths of Barnaby’s height. He had red hair on his head, pale orange felt skin, and a big bushy mustache. His body was rather rotund in size and he wore a typical Italian chef’s outfit. His green eyes sparkled warmly when he went over to Wally, a smile beaming underneath that mustache.
“Well, if it isn’t Wally, my best customer!” He spoke, a boisterous and deep voice speaking with a heavy Italian accent as he shook Wally’s hand
“Hey there, Ronny!” Wally greeted the chef fondly before letting go and turning to Willow “Willow, this is Ronald Babolli. He’s the owner of this restaurant. It’s honestly the best place I know of”
“Oh, I don’t think I’ve seen this one before” Ronny said as he kneeled down to take a look at Willow, though she quickly hid behind Wally “Where did you find her, Wally?”
“She’s the daughter of the studio tailors” Wally explained calmly “I’m letting her come by the studio more often if she wants. She didn’t eat anything there, so I thought I’d treat this kid to dinner”
“Well, you brought her to the right place. Please have a seat. I’ll bring a surprise” Ronny smiled and ran behind the counter
Wally chuckled and took Willow to a nice, quiet booth in the back of the restaurant. Willow sat across from Wally as she looked around at everything warily. She had clearly never been to this area of the city before. It was kinda overwhelming for her, and Wally could clearly see that in her expression.
“So…What’s it like in the suburbs?” Wally asked, trying to relieve some of this little girl’s tension as one of the workers brought some drinks. Wally got a Diet Dr. Pepper and Willow got a Sprite
“Well…It’s usually really quiet” Willow answered “Other than my momma and daddy fighting. The people there are nice enough. Miss Fritters is my favorite. She’s this old human who lives down the street with her family. Her family is really nice, but Miss Fritters tells me stories and sometimes bakes cookies. She taught me how to make some of her recipes. Sometimes I can play with her grandkids, Billy and Bobbie, but they don’t think I’m very cool”
“Kids can be like that sometimes” Wally shrugged as he sipped on his soda “I had a friend like that. Frank was actually like that before I got him to open up”
“So he used to be as grumpy as he acts on the show?”
“Yeah. Honestly, though, if you know him for long enough, you learn quickly that he’s a sweetheart. The reason you saw it today was because he has a real soft spot for kids” Wally explained as Willow sipped her drink, a smile coming to his face when he saw her eyes light up.
“…Is this your favorite place?” Willow asked
“It’s my favorite place to eat, yes. Sometimes the cast and I come here for some good old fashioned friend time” Wally answered fondly
“…You’re really easy to talk to”
“Huh?” Wally perked up at the quiet words Willow spoke “I-I’m sorry, could you say that again?”
“Y…You’re really easy to talk to, mister darling. It’s like I’ve known you my whole life even though we met today…You’re really nice” She explained with a blush
Before Wally could answer, Ronny brought over a large pizza on a tray. It was covered with cheese and pepperoni with a big, stuffed crust that was only visible because Ronny had cut it up into some nice triangles. Willow looked really surprised as she gazed at the good smelling pie in front of her, making Wally chuckle a bit as they each got a plate.
“Looks as delicious as ever, Ronny” Wally said with a smile directed at the chef
“Yes, one of my finest pizzas” Ronny said with a smile as he turned to get back to work “Let me know if you need anything”
“Thanks, Ronny!” Wally beamed at Ronny as the chef left before grabbing a couple of slices, one for him and one for Willow “There you go, kid”
“…Y…You’re letting me have this?” She asked, immediately tensing up
“Of course. Why wouldn't I?” Wally asked before taking a bite of his pizza slice
“Well…Daddy says that if I eat three meals, I’ll be fat and useless”
“Well, daddy’s not here right now. You don’t have to eat all of the slice I gave you. Just one bite. If you decide you want more, I won’t stop you, okay?” Wally said as he gave Willow a smile
Willow was, understandably, hesitant. She’d never even seen something like this before. She was nervous. She poked at the slice a bit before picking it up. She inspected it from top to bottom, which made Wally giggle on the outside, though he could feel his heart break. How sheltered was this kid? How long had Eric and, clearly begrudgingly, Jessica, been keeping this poor little girl locked away and slaving over a sewing machine? It hurt to see such a sweet little girl look so scared over a simple food item…Willow soon took her first bite, and the way her eyes seemed to gain a new spark of life in them warmed Wally’s heart. The little puppet dove in, quickly gobbling up a slice and, after confirming that she could take more, ate more of the delicious pizza. By the time both of them were full, the entire pizza was gone.
Willow looked really sleepy, her eyes fluttering as she tried to stay awake with very little success. Wally chuckled and paid Ronny for the food before carrying her back to the car. She was completely limp as she was carried and placed into her seat. She jolted awake, at least awake to the point of being aware, when Wally’s car started. He pulled out of the parking lot and put on a classical CD that Frank let him borrow. When he stopped at a red light and Noticed Willow was half awake, he smiled and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.
“You can go ahead and get some sleep” He said quietly, his voice soothing to the little puppet’s ears “I’ll wake you up when we get to your house, okay?”
Willow gave him a nod and closed her eyes, drifting off pretty quickly. Wally sighed and turned his eyes back to the road. She was so precious. This little girl didn’t deserve to live in such circumstances. She didn’t deserve to be treated as a slave. Not only was it illegal, but it was just morally wrong. This kid deserved to be free to play and grow like a real sapling. It pissed Wally off that Eric was keeping her from growing. He had to do something.
After a while, the car stopped at the right address, and it made Wally uncomfortable. The house was stable, but it was greasy and clearly falling apart. There was a cracked window in the front that allowed him to see inside. Greasy walls, flickering lights, old furniture that was falling apart, loose wooden floorboards. That house was unsafe for more than one reason, but Wally took a breath and kept his composure. He woke Willow up and carried her to the door, giving it a gentle knock. Her mother, thankfully, came to answer the door. Jessica took Willow in her arms and thanked Wally for taking care of her. He simply smiled and passed her a note before leaving, giving Willow one last wave goodbye before he drove off
Jessica put Willow to bed, happy when she explained what he did for her. When Willow was fast asleep, Jessica unfolded the note and read it, smiling as she did.
‘I need to know what her father has been keeping from her’
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more Puppets stuff
since I don't have time to reread your books for a bit (busy), I have some paper doodles until then. some of these were made months ago, some not
firstly we have character headshots
our main man Meri. very cool.
his brother Can. who is also rather cool. (ignore the lack of flag on his face I forgor)
Texas! the guy with the funny hat.
Rus, who I seemingly keeps forgetting also has a funny hat. when I draw him digitally I will not forget but for now he's hatless
the lady of book 1. we love her. she has cool hair. and more composure than both her brothers.
and finally angry hoodie guy. he's here too and he lets no one forget it.
they spent many hours in the car over the course of book one. which doesn't sound eventful but actually there were many eventful moments (btw Mass is reading and Loui is stitching)
overprotective older brother? possibly? I bet you can't guess which two are my favorite... (this was based on a line but I can't remember which one-)
and mermay! we love mermay here. I forgot the height difference but that's fine. they're sweet.
i also love Ginny. even better when mermaid though. shes very cute. oldest sister.
and the only digital drawing here, grumpy man. nobody knows what he's so upset about.
#many drawings...#sh massachusetts#sh lousiana#sh texas#ch america#ch russia#ch canada#woooo that was a lot of images to upload frufnheiujf#WAIT I ALSO FORGET LU NECKLACE#NOOO#designs will be better once I work them out digitally...
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ofmd s2 incoherent rambling ahoy: about tealoranges
ok so.
i get it.
i get why jim and oluwande didn't leap back into one another's arms upon reuniting.
see. at the end of s1, the show did what i in hindsight think was kind of a stupid thing. it had THREE couples. and it separated ALL of them.
and i suspect the thinking went 'well we can't have all three couples reunite at the same time when the crews meet up again! that'll be repetitive and boring!'
and that's fair. it would be.
(which is why separating all three couples was stupid)
so they decided to have three DIFFERENT reunions:
Ed and Stede, a troubled, stormy, hugely passionate reunion, epic romance, merman etc
Lucius and Peter, a rocky but much less volatile 'oh thank god you're alive! marry me!' reunion
and Jim and Oluwande, a super chill 'oh hey, missed you' type reunion, where the separation ended up undoing the relationship
if you're going to have 3 similar story events occur at the same time (which.... you shouldn't, but if that's the corner you've written yourself into), then you want those 3 events to be as dissimilar as possible.
i get it.
here's what i would have done instead:
swap J+O with L+P
because J+O are the more interesting relationship; the one s1 spent more time getting us invested in. it makes sense that it should continue, or at LEAST get a big, heartbreaking ending, instead of them basically breaking up offscreen. imo THEY should have been the couple that got married in s2! that seems obvious to me!
and L+P..... well, i like em, they're cute, but like, a. the audience is naturally less invested in them because we didn't see them get together, b. 'we don't own each other' but suddenly they're monogamously married eh?? and c. lucius on the whole didn't work in s2.
see
it really
reallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly
wasn't a good idea to have Lucius be horribly abused in his time separated from the crew and then profoundly traumatised. it wasn't, i'm sorry. it wasn't treated seriously or respectfully, it had no lasting ramifications, and it doesn't fit his character's core comedic role which is to be a chill lazy cute lil bitch who sucks at pirating
s2 lucius is not fun to watch. he's angsty and despondent. which would be fine if his story was going to be treated properly as a story of overcoming trauma, but it's not, at all. so watching him just makes me sad and grumpy.
but JIM?
Jim's core comedic role has, from the start, been The Serious One with the Big Dramatic Quest!
give JIM the rocky, passionate reunion! let Oluwande leap into Jim's arms! let Jim be angsty and recover! let Jim propose marriage!
doesn't that fit much better? and Jim's already gone through the trauma of Blackbeard so, like, we can have J+O be The Overcoming Recent Trauma Couple to E+S's Overcoming Old Trauma Couple, and then we can have L+P just being easygoing once-lovers like 'oh hey it's you! <3 still wanna date? nah? ok, cool, love u <3'
and it'll be fine because Lucius doesn't need a wedding to fix his psychological wounds because - BECAUSE - because because because ACTUALLY this is all actually a sneaky way for me to suggest that we COMPLETELY CUT the shit Lucius went through!
all of it!
completely!
hand puppet joke? hand puppet nope! didn't happen!
he fell overboard, he was picked up by Zheng's ship, he's been chilling with Auntie this entire time! yay!
...... yeah so i guess this has now kinda turned into me rambling about how i'd rewrite the whole season huh :/
(but like, again, the ease with which the story could have just had Lucius go from 'thrown overboard' to 'chilling with Auntie'?? IT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO EASY? why include The Horrors at all? what do they add??? all they amount to in the end is one more reason for Lucius and the crew to hate Ed, which, a. THEY ALREADY HAVE TEN MILLION REASONS TO HATE ED and b. if you want them to be Ed's FAMILY by the end of the season maybe you want to start CUTTING BACK on reasons to hate him!)
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Given your history with the forbidden ship, what are your thoughts on krumione?
It took me a second to decipher the reference. Anon, you can say the name. Hayley isn’t a dirty word 🤣 just a questionable ship. Which is more or less the case for my man Victor Krum. The fandom is somewhat divided here. There are those who praise him as an underrated gentleman, and those who shame him as a creep who targets underage girls.
Honestly, both sides are exaggerating.
Krum wasn’t some unsung hero. He was a lonely, awkward guy with fame, but no friends. He was repeatedly described as being surly. He had feelings for Hermione, indicating that he appreciated her intelligence (and probably how different she was from his typical fan-girls) but so what? Just because Hermione didn’t get a lot of attention from boys, it doesn’t make Krum noble for having noticed her.
Krum is a guy who was, I think, deeply affected by attending a school like Durmstrang. It didn’t turn him into a dark wizard or a bigot (likely because of the personal losses his family suffered at the hands of the Grindelwald regime) but it does seem to have affected his social skills in a negative capacity, and becoming a celebrity certainly didn’t help. Nor did becoming a Quidditch player. I’ve talked about this before but Quidditch players tend to be obsessive and throw everything else away, including basic morality, just so they can win. The Wronski Feint may be cool when you’re a kid reading the book for the first time, but in adulthood, it really hits me just how screwed up that actually was. He basically tried to kill the other Seeker. It’s not his fault that such a move is considered acceptable, but he didn’t have to use it.
In general, I think fame hampered Krum’s ability to make friends, and rendered him unable to trust that people weren’t just trying to cozy up to him because he was famous. Unfortunately, this includes people like Ron, he’s a perfect example. Krum was a socially awkward, grumpy young man who probably did want to make friends and find love, but he had no clue how to do this, especially not in a school full of strangers in another country. (It’s no wonder he invited Hermione to come visit him.) Hell, we don’t know why he made the journey to Hogwarts in the first place. Was it his decision? Did he even want to enter the Triwizard Tournament? Or was he pressured into it by Karkaroff?
I should elaborate on my feelings a bit more. I am by no means condemning Viktor Krum, because he may be strange and socially awkward, but that’s not a crime. Questionable Seeker plays notwithstanding, Krum doesn’t really do anything wrong during the story. It’s not his fault, for instance, that Karkaroff shamelessly favorited him, or that Crouch Jr used him as a puppet. If anything, his aggressive reaction to a perceived Grindelwald supporter is a mark in his favor. Krum is the sort of guy who has punched Nazis and gladly would again. Can’t really fault him for that.
But what about the erumpent in the room, what about his interest in Hermione?
Well, like I said, I don’t believe he ever does anything out of line. Is it creepy? I think that depends on the context. Is the age gap a little suspect? I mean, yeah, it is. But it’s hardly impossible for a guy Krum’s age to date a girl Hermione’s age without being a predator. To pretend otherwise is silly. That leaves the question - is Krum written to be a predator? The answer is no. I hardly think asking a girl to attend a chaperoned dance is predatory behavior. It’s implied that they dated a while afterward, that Hermione (probably) kissed him. But hey, if they hit it off at The Yule Ball, why can’t they see where that goes? Hermione being Krum’s Hostage in the Second Task is…weird, I’ll admit. Particularly since the judges were willing and able to procure family members from outside the country. But then again, is it not equally weird for Cedric’s Hostage to be Cho? They hadn’t been dating that long. Frankly, I think this just proves how lonely Krum is.
I’ve seen posts that say he “isolated” and “threatened” Harry when he saw him as a romantic rival. Which seems like a major reach. All he did was ask for an explanation. There was no indication that he meant harm. And when Harry clarified, Krum changed his tune and acted more friendly. Again, he and Hermione were basically dating at this point. It’s not unreasonable for Krum to be angry if he thought Hermione was cheating on him. Overall, he should have confronted her instead of Harry, but that’s a different issue. My point being, it was not predatory behavior. No more than his being irritated that Hermione wasn't paying attention to him after the Second Task. He was already insecure about Harry, and he was the one who had "saved" Hermione, of course he wanted to be the center of attention in that moment.
Was it creepy for Krum to invite Hermione to visit him in Bulgaria? I’ve seen that sentiment expressed, that he was trying to “isolate her” (there’s that word again) in a country where he would be the only person she knew, and that this was a red flag. I’d just call it an inevitable reality. One can assume Krum would want to introduce her to his family and such. But until then, yeah, she wouldn’t know anyone else from there. So? Furthermore, there’s no indication that her parents weren’t invited too. Either way, Hermione would need their consent and there’s no doubt Krum knew she would. Like, we have no evidence that he was trying to do this behind their backs. In general, Harry himself regularly stayed with the Weasleys during school breaks, for weeks at a time. This could simply be a traditional aspect of wizarding culture. Something that happens all the time. Not some grand evil plan. In any case, Hermione rejected the offer to visit Bulgaria (or her parents said no, we can’t be sure) and I think we can safely assume that Krum took this with grace, as he and Hermione remain pen pals after the fact and are on good terms.
I’ve made this point before when defending Hayley, but I dislike how people express distaste for Krumione by describing it as an “adult man” pursuing a “15 year old girl.” Because referring to Krum as such in this context and ignoring that he’s only 18 himself just obscures the situation. It makes it sound a lot worse than it actually is, and it almost seems like people are doing this on purpose. Krum may be an adult in this case and Hermione may be a child, but that doesn't mean they're all that far apart. Again, Cedric and Cho also get together after the Yule Ball, and by Wizard standards, Cedric was an adult too. We're still dealing with a romance between two teenagers. Yes, an 18 year old is more mature than a 15 year old. But 18 year olds are still pretty damn stupid. I know. I’ve been there.
But what about the time that Krum, as a 21 year old man, was eyeing up Ginny, a 16 year old girl? That alone kills any defense he might have, right? It creates a pattern and removes the benefit of the doubt from the equation…right? Well, it would, except that Krum doesn’t actually know her age, how could he isn’t actually interested in Ginny. He doesn’t check her out until after Harry describes Ron and Hermione as a couple. Up until that point, he had eyes only for her. It seems like pretty clear subtext. Krum just wants to find a pretty girl to dance with and make Hermione jealous. Which is immature. But again, acting immature is not the same thing as acting predatory. He backs off when Harry tells him that Ginny has a boyfriend, I think we can assume he would likewise have backed off if Harry had told him "She's 16, dude."
Altogether, Hermione was Krum’s first love. He seems to have idealized their relationship and never really gotten over her. While this probably isn’t the healthiest situation for him, I still wouldn’t call him a creep. Krum respects Hermione’s boundaries and her autonomy. he is never shown pushing her into anything she doesn’t want, and Hermione doesn’t appear to be the least bit negatively affected by his residual feelings for her. She just carries on with her life. She shoots him down, and while he doesn’t exactly move on, he also doesn’t make it her problem. The worst you can say about Krum is that he's maybe a little pathetic. But I don't see any red flags here, at least not of that sort.
#Viktor Krum#Hermione Granger#Harry Potter#Harry Potter Books#Krumione#Hope it's alright to tag as such#This is basically a defense post#It's not my ship I'm a Romione stan#But Krum/Hermione is inoffensive#Igor Karkaroff#Ginny Weasley
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