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onehopefuldreamer · 8 months
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Why I can't help but always romance Persephone in Stray Gods
1 - Prickly on the outside, soft on the inside personality trope
This is probably the biggest reason because it's also probably my most favourite personality type of all when it comes to fictional characters. I am so very weak for ladies who kick ass and look scary but are secretly huge sweethearts. And Persephone is this trope to a T. Sure, she's big and scary, no one can deny that. But she can also be so sweet. She helped Calliope when she left Olympus, she saved Chastity from her abusive husband, she takes to mentoring/helping Grace so quickly, she is happy to help Medusa if Grace offers her help and even goes as far as admitting that this help was long overdue (something Apollo never does by the way). These are just some instances we become privy to during the game.
I'm absolutely sure there are more times when she was secretly kind, especially to people who needed help but had no one in their corner. Because while her personal philosophy is that no one else can help you keep your head afloat (born out of her own experiences no doubt) she's shown to actively be giving advice to and helping Grace as well as genuinely worrying about her safety and doing what she can to keep her safe. She's also obviously remorseful for not having been able to exact the change Calliope wanted so badly after becoming part of the Chorus and sympathetic about Freddie's fate. She cares and she cares deeply. She simply does her best not to show it because experience has taught her that others don't tolerate her being weak or deign to offer her sympathy no matter how dire the situation she is in. This naturally leads to:
2 - A character who is all alone and without a supportive system but refuses to give up
This is sort of a subsection of the prickly on the outside, soft on the inside trope, I know, but I cannot help but love characters who have had a traumatizing past and been forced to deal with it on their own. I always, ALWAYS want to be in their corner and if they happen to be ladies I never fail to fall in love with them. I find it absolutely amazing that anyone can preserve their integrity and remain kind after being hurt so badly both in fiction and in real life if I'm honest. To me these are the real heroes - people who have been hurt but refuse to let that hurt turn them into monsters. If there is a character like that in any media I partake in, no other characters stand a chance. Not really.
3 - Mary Elizabeth McGlynn's voice
In reality this is actually pretty much tied with numbers 1 and 2 but I had to keep some semblance of order so here we go.
I am very much someone who has always and forever been weak for beautiful voices. And out of the whole VA cast giving life to the LIs it's Mary Elizabeth McGlynn's voice that never fails to make me swoon or give me chills. She's so very good at what she does this woman. Her delivery is flawless both when it comes to her spoken and sung lines. I can physically feel Persephone's pain when she asks Grace "Please, don't do this." as well as her anger and bitterness when she sings "I gutted a god." or says "The only god I killed deserved it." for example. This adds so much to the character for me, you have no idea. I cannot honestly say if I'd have loved Persephone so much if she had been voiced by a different actress. But the combination between tropes I love and her sublime voice created a perfect storm so now no one can even compete with Persephone. Not even Freddie. And I love Freddie. She's just not Persephone. I'm sorry.
4 - Persephone's design
I love Persephone's design so damn much! I can't decide what I love most - her badass haircut, her cool tattoos, her slightly weird but somehow totally working for her outfit, her make-up that suits her perfectly, the colour of her hair and eyes or her androgynous look. Everything comes together flawlessly and creates one total and extremely gorgeous package. I don't know who worked on her design, but bless them, they really knew what they were doing.
The amount of screenshots of Persephone I have is obscene and I keep taking more because I simply cannot get enough of how stunning she is. Even when I was replaying to romance Freddie, Apollo and Pan I still kept taking screenshots of Persephone and being distracted whenever she was in the frame because her look is just so... I am running out of adjectives meaning "beautiful" here... Let's go with alluring.
The way she looks just does things to me I can't even begin to describe. I might be ace but even I can tell when someone is objectively hot and Persephone is scorching. Aesthetic attraction is huge for me and I guess her looks hit all the right buttons because I can't help staring at her and going "Wow!" pretty much all the time. Basically this screenshot of Grace is me every time I look at Persephone:
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And speaking of that, one thing I have found I am particularly weak for when it comes to her design is the way she looks when she's drawn in profile. I don't know what exactly it is about her profile but I just melt every time I see it. It really did not help that this was part of her introduction to us in game:
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How was I expected to pay attention to anyone else after that?!
I have a whole collection of screenshots of Persephone in profile that I should post alongside this to reinforce my point but again - the way she looks does something to me and I apologize to everyone else but I cannot possibly pay any attention to them when I have this in front of me. I'm only human...
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monsterblogging · 1 month
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How Pacific Rim gives the finger to the Catholic Church
Another interesting thing that many people miss about Pacific Rim is that it has some... things to say about religion, especially the Catholic Church. It can be easy to miss because it's not all spelled out for you, but once you see it, you'll never unsee it.
First, let's take a look at Raleigh's speech from the beginning of the film:
There are things you can't fight, acts of God. You see a hurricane coming, you have to get out of the way. But when you're in a Jaeger, suddenly, you can fight the hurricane. You can win.
This speech here establishes that when you fight kaiju, you aren't just fighting monsters. You're defying God himself.
"You're reading too much into it!" some of you might say. "'Act of God' is just a legal term for massive disasters."
Ah, but I'm not reading too much into it. Because this line was originally found in the draft script, which was way more explicit in linking the Precursors with the divine.
In the draft script, the Precursors aren't just some random alien invaders. They're actually the creators of our universe, and we're just a pesky little accident that happened on the planet they want to live on.
The character of Ivo Czerny, who had drifted with a kaiju brain, was given this dialog:
I looked into the abyss. I’d been infected with the truth -- that this is the end of us. We are the vermin of the gods. There’s no point in putting up a fight…
A different character, Commander Kaz Takada, says:
We call the enemy the Precursors… I may as well tell the world the gods want us dead.
The character of Newt Gotlieb is given this dialog:
I don't care if they are the creators of the universe. I like the universe.
And I'm not a creationist.
So, Raleigh's line wasn't just a careless reference to a legal term. It was introducing the story's thesis.
In the final version of the film, we don't have all of this explicit dialog. And yet, the sentiment is still there. How do we know this? For one thing, the Precursors are modeled on Catholic clergy. Pacific Rim: Man, Machines, & Monsters, quotes Guillermo del Toro as saying:
We gave the Precursors elements of ecclesiastical royalty, dividing them into cardinals and bishops.
Fun fact: If we go to the old Art of Pacific Rim page on The Internet Archive and check the filenames, we can see that this Precursor - the one who stares up at Lady Danger as it goes 'splodey - is a Precursor Bishop.
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(Screencaps from quiteunlikely.net)
Further establishing the link between the Precursors and the Catholic Church are the costumes of the BuenaKai nuns:
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(Screencap from movie-screencaps.com)
A better picture of the costume can be found on PropstoreAuction. If you want to see the whole thing, go there; because I'm going to crop it because the whole thing's pretty big. Anyway, you can see that their costumes include cornettes and stoles.
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(By the way, there are also kaiju monks. This isn't a girls-only club like the Netflix cartoon would have you think.)
Now, forget everything you know about Uprising or The Black, and consider all of this in the context of the anti-authority themes in Guillermo del Toro's other work. This casts the nature of the Precursors and the hivemind in a somewhat different light than many of us are used to. These aren't just scary aliens. This is a civilization built on ideals of rigid hierarchy and total dominion. And they're also essentially theocrats.
What's also really interesting is that when you take all of this together, it means that the kaiju spiritualists aren't actually wrong in regarding the kaiju as divine beings sent by the gods. They're just assholes for aligning themselves with a malefic divine.
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xx-just-c-xx · 8 months
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Prologue [ Welcome to the Villains' World ] Chapter three
Tomorrow morning she already wake up and making breakfast for her, Grim and all her Pokémon.
She yells. “Guys!! it’s breakfast!!”
All at once her Pokémon came into the kitchen. She divided the Pokemon food between the 10 of them, then sighed. “I need that garden done today afternoon or tonight” She said as Grim walked into the kitchen.
“Uh, I’m hungryyyyyyyy!!” Grim said still half asleep.
“Good morning Grim” She greeted.
Grim smells the food, so he fully woke up and saw all the other pokemon that Grim didn't see yesterday.
“Nya!! You have so many monsters!?” Grim said out loud.
Just then, Crowley walked in with a very concerned look on his face.
“Are you aware that almost half of the garden have a lot of blue rocks and a lot of tree and a big river as well, what did happen last night?”
"Ah. I think some my pokemon did overboard with the landscape for my other that'll come later" Florida answered him.
“Very well, did you sleep well?”
“No!! When I went to bed, the mattress fell through the frame! And worse yet, I got woken up by ghosts!” Grim complained.
"I slept well" Florida answer Crowley.
Crowley smiled. “I am delighted to hear that you’ve adjusted so well, despite being sent to another world! Now, moving on let us discuss your assignment for today. Your job today is to clean the campus. The campus is vast, and without magic, it'd be quite a herculean task to clean it all. Therefore, today I’ll have you focus on the area from the front Gates to the library. I do expect that you’ll keep a close eye on Grim, lest he causes another incident like yesterday”
Florida nodding. But Grim seems like he doesn't like it.
“Don't fail me. You and a few of your…. Pokemon, can eat lunch in the cafeteria. I await the fruits of your labor."
The headmage headed out as Grim grumpily crossed his arms.
“Hrmph. I ain’t cleaning nothing! I'm here to study magic so I can be blasting off some spells left and right! Like BAM!!”
“After we clean, we can study in the library.”
Grim grumbled as Florida choose six Pokemon to come with her.
"Sylveon and Gogoat is coming with 100%, since we gonna clean so Cinccino, Jolteon and Espeon will come and Vaporeon too" She take her side bag and put on belt.
"Gardevoir, you'll be in charge taking care this dorm, also plant some berries too" Florida give Gardevoir a container that contained all berries.
Gardevoir nods her head letting Florida know everything will be ok.
Florida have everything she need and Gogoat already in front of the dorm wait for Florida to ride him. And Sylveon also there as well. Florida quickly jump on top of Gogoat and they go to the Main Street, towards the seven different statues of various figures.
She let Cinccino, Jolteon and Espeon clean the statues. Cinccino dust the statues and then make Vaporeon give them water by using Hydro Pump.
“Wow, so this is Main Street, huh? This is incredible!” Grim admired. “I didn’t get to see much of it yesterday. What’s the deal with these seven statues? All their faces look pretty scary”
Florida look and studied the statues "Maybe someone who really important in this land?" It make Florida remember one of her traveling in Galar, that one statue, when she visits someone.
“This lady here” Grim pointed at the statue at the end of the line on the right. It was of a large woman, wearing a dress and a crown, and holding a heart scepter. “Looks like she’s got some real anger management issues”
“You don’t know the Queen of Hearts?” a voice joined in.
The 8 of them turned towards the owner of the voice and saw a boy standing behind them. He in his uniform make him a student. A ginger with bright scarlet eyes and he had a heart over his left eye.
“The Queen of Hearts?” Grim asked. “Is she some kinda big deal?”
“She was a queen who lived in a mazelike garden of roses long, long ago.” The ginger explained. “She was a strict woman who prized order above all. She wouldn’t tolerate a rose being off-color, or her playing-card soldiers being out of step. She basically ruled over a kingdom of madness, but not one of her subjects dared to defy her. You wanna know why? Because the punishment for breaking a rule was immediate decapitation!”
“Sylveon” [That's a bit messed up]
"Jolteon" [I agree dad]
"Yeah I agree with Sylveon" Florida said.
“Wah! That is seriously messed up!” Grim whimpered.
But apparently, the ginger boy thought different. “Pretty cool, right? I’m a big fan. I mean, who would bother to obey a queen that was kind all the time?”
“Yeah true. A leader needs to be strong.” Grim nodded.
“Strong yes. But sounds like she’s abusing her power, that what a tyrant would do. Because if you try to rule only with fear, there would be nothing to stop people from rebelling against you once the fear is gone"
“Anyway, but puttin’ that aside… Who’re you, now?” Grim finally decided to ask.
“Name’s Ace. I’m a first-year student here, as of… today! Pleased to meetcha!” he introduced himself while he held out his hand.
Florida thinking should she shake his hand or not, but Grim didn’t wait for her to talk.
“I’m Grim! I’m a prodigy who’s planning to be, like the greatest mage who ever lived. Then there’s my far less interesting henchwoma—” Sylveon make Grim shut his mouth by using one of his ribbon because he couldn’t stand still while Grim being disrespectful to his trainer(his mom).
Florida didn’t mind that, she herself was getting a little bit fed up with the Grim’s disrespect too. And then she studying the ginger boy in front of her.
His smile was too wide to be genuine, he looked amused rather than pleased and she could see the mischief in his eyes. Her instincts were telling that this ginger is a troublemaker.
While Florida was studying him, Ace made a quick observation. She had this aura of elegance around her and maybe some intimidate aura as well She was average height, her white hair is really long, her eyes were a very light shade of blue. And her odds but also special glasses that make out of gold. She looks beautiful he thinks this to himself.
Florida narrowed her eyes, gave him the doubt look, she slowly reached out her and shook his hand. “The name Florida Lumia. Pleasure to meet you” She then pointed at Sylveon the Intertwining Pokémon “This is my partner Sylveon” Pointed at Gogoat who right now is sleeping "That's Gogoat my ride pokemon" Then she pointed at the other 4 "The chinchilla-like creature is Cinccino, one with yellow fur is Jolteon, one with lilac fur is Espeon and one that shares physical traits with both aquatic and land animals is Vaporeon"
"Florida Lumia?” Ace said as he shook her hand, “Huh. Name’s got an odd ring to it.”
“Maybe because I’m not from here.” She retracted her hand and look at Grim, who finally got free from Sylveon. “And I’m not anyone’s henchman.”
Grim waved his hand at her carelessly and pointed at the next statue beside the Queen. Which seemed like some type of variation of Pyroar with a scar on his left eye. “Whatever. So tell me, Ace. Is that lion with a scar in the eye a famous ruler too?”
And they did this history lesson for 10 minutes, back and forth. Grim pointed at a statue and asked who it was and Ace talked about them, while Florida just listened. Normally she loved to learning about something new but each of these people seems like terrible people. One was a Pyroar with a scar that got his throne through schemes, one was a half Octillery opportunist loan with a half Gorebyss, one was a backstabbing that only got his power from a magic lamp, one who poisoned the people that are prettier than her, and the last two was pretty okay, the lord of the underworld and the Thorn Fairy that could turn into a dragon.
“Pretty cool, huh?” Ace said suddenly his smile turned to a wicked one. “Not like some weasel over here.”
“Myah?!” Grim was caught off guard.
“Pfft… Ah ha ha!” Ace pointed at them and laughed at them. “I can’t hold it back anymore! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”
Florida just thought ‘here it is why he's here.’ She saw this coming, still it was annoyed beyond compare. She just crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared at him, make him feel a little bit intimidate.
“Come on,” he kept laughing and laughing. “You’re the ones who turned orientation into such a fiasco, right? The girl who was summoned by the Dark Mirror who can’t use magic, and the monster that no one summoned at all. It took everything I had not to burst into laughter right in the middle of the ceremony!”
“H-hey! You don’t gotta be a jerk about it!” Grim gritted his teeth and his ears burned hotter with anger. He was basically growling just like the rest of the Pokemon.
“So in the end, neither of you got admitted, and now you’re janitors? Ah ha ha! SO lame!” Ace was still running his mouth unaware of the trouble he put himself in.
“What did you just call me?!”
“And you’re both so clueless you don’t even know who the Great seven are. Not one of them! Maybe before you try getting into the Academy again, you ought to take a second crack at kindergarten? Anyway, just thought I’d tease you a bit. And man am I glad I did. It’s been a blast! Unlike you, I actually have classes to get to, so I’ll let you get back to picking up trash. Bye!”
Florida who right now stand still didn't move a bit because she just got a flashback when she doesn't have her special glasses. All her pokemon saw that their master is having a bad flashback so all of them go to Florida.
“Myuh-uh! You ain't walkin' away from me! It's too late for that! Myaaaaah!” Grim use ember on Ace.
"Whoa!" Ace said while blocked the fire with his magic pen.
Grim smirked. “No one makes fun of Grim, Master of Fire, and his henchmens! I’m gonna make that explodey-head of yours explode all over again!” and he let out another ember.
Ace was quick enough to run from it, “Explodey-head?!” he asked now very irritated. “You wanna throw down with me, shorty? You got some guts. You wanna talk hair, huh? I’m gonna shave you like a toy poodle!”
Before anything could happen next. Florida already came back to her. "Jolteon use Thunder Wave on those two"
Jolteon launches a weak electricity make those 2 paralyzes.
"Ah- I couldn't move"
"Nya!! What's this?"
As both just stop moving and fall down, there's some small electricity around those two, it a sigh that they're paralyzes.
"I command Jolteon to paralyzes you 2 before anything bad gonna happen" Florida answer and walking close to Grim.
“What is going on here?” the headmaster come and saw the 2 on the ground.
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Chapter two, Chapter four
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darthstitch · 2 years
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Down in the Underground
Kids were creepy sometimes.
Sarah likes kids just fine, which is why she works at a nursery. It helps pay for her additional schooling and the rest of the bills. She knows perfectly well that one must answer the imaginary telephone, drink the pretend tea, exclaim at the deliciousness of the flower and rock salad and, of course, praise the drawings as masterpieces of art.
But sometimes, kids said and did the darndest and the creepiest things. Like the time her baby brother Toby, at 2 years old, talked about the "pitty lady" visiting him at night.
The "pitty lady" was Grandma Amelia, who died just two months before Toby was born. They'd figured it out when he kept reaching for a picture of their grandmother in her younger years.
There was also the time her cousin Anne's little girl once said, "I don't like this house, Mummy. I got sick here when I was an old lady and nobody came to help me."
Her cousins later learned that the house they were planning to buy used to belong to an old woman who died alone, as she'd been estranged from her family. Needless to say, Anne and her husband looked for a different house.
And there was Daniel, her next door neighbor Lyta's baby, who Sarah and her flatmate watched over sometimes when the usual babysitter wasn't available. Daniel was the sweetest little man, sunny-tempered and generally well-behaved, who had just discovered the wonders of crawling. Crawling, not walking, although Sarah figures with those strong little legs of his, it was definitely going to be a thing in the very near future.
So Sarah puts the kid down in his crib, for his nap, right? And her flatmate insists that they bring the crib out to the living room, just to make sure they always have an eye on him. No big deal - a healthy dose of paranoia where little kids were concerned didn't hurt anyone.
And without fail, once he's awake, she finds sand all over the crib and in his pockets. His mum complains about the exact same thing. She's pretty sure the kid's clean when she puts him down for his nap. But yeah. Sand. Go figure.
Her flatmate is no help at all. The first time this happened, Calliope just stared down at Daniel, who gazed back up at her with big innocent eyes and then, she muttered something in exasperation that sounded like "Ohneeross!" and then she laughed.
And then, Calliope tells her not to worry about the sand. They'll just sweep it away.
Now, it's this drawing by little Holly Wheeler. She's another sweet kid and usually did everything in bright pinks and purples. Her drawings are usually a riotous explosion of rainbow colors, which is typical for a little girl like her. And now, right in the middle of the pinks, magentas, yellows and purples, is a tall pale figure dressed entirely in black, with black messy hair and pure black eyes ringed with blue, except for where Holly attempted to draw yellow stars in them.
"Holly, who's this?"
"Oh, that's Mister Sandman."
Now, Sarah knows her fairy tales and nursery rhymes and she's very up to date on kids' cartoons. The last time she checked, the Sandman didn't look like Slenderman's Creepy Cousin. "Mister Sandman? He looks a bit scary, doesn't he? Looks a bit like Mister Nightmare to me."
Holly looked completely offended. "He's not scary at all! He makes pretty dreams and he sings with me and he even sent me the monster under my bed so I wouldn't be scared when Mummy turns off the light!" A beat. "His name is Mister Jargogle."
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"My Lord?"
His Darkness, the King of All Night's Dreaming, was rather engrossed in the crafting of a new dream, so he might be forgiven for sounding a little distracted. "Yes, Lucienne, what is it?"
"There… have been an unusual amount of youthful visitors to the Castle lately."
"Hm."
"Not that I mind seeing little ones around but -- "
"Oh, Lucienne, is there another one of those dragonfish brabbles making nests in the library shelves? I'll have Mervyn put them in Fiddler's Green or… hmm… just a moment -- " A pale hand waved gracefully and a rather short, fuzzy-looking red-orange nightmare with golfball eyes appeared. "This is Snottor. I've been meaning to send him along to help you."
"Wakka wakka!" The Nightmare greeted.
There's a flap of wings as Matthew settles down on Morpheus' shoulder. The raven was rather proud that he'd finally gotten shoulder-perching privileges and made use of it whenever he could. "Hey, is that a Muppet?"
Lucienne shook her head. "I appreciate the addition to my staff, my lord, but the children -- "
"Children are often in and out of the Dreaming, Lucienne. I rather enjoy tending to their dreams; childhood is when much of their imagination and creativity are shaped and formed."
"Wakka wakka!"
"He looks a little bit like Fozzy Bear," said Matthew, flapping down to inspect the new Nightmare a little bit closely. "I always loved the Muppets. Kermit's always gonna be my main frog, y'know?"
"The children," said Lucienne, deciding that now was a good time to polish off her glasses, "all know you by name, my lord. And not through the stories you inspire, but they know you quite well."
"Wakka wakka!"
"Help!" Matthew cawed. "It's gonna eat me!"
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Sarah might have forgotten all about Holly's grimdark Mister Sandman, chalking it up to a little girl's overactive imagination.
But here he was again, in another child's drawing.
This time, it was little Gregory Martens, who was in her afternoon class. He was a thin, quiet, withdrawn little boy, who usually shrank back from the rough-housing of the other children, preferring to draw or read quietly in a corner of the room. His mother had told Sarah that Gregory was especially close to his father, though he didn't see the man often, as he was in the military.
"This is Mister Sandman," Gregory explains. "I have bad dreams, sometimes. Usually about my Da." He sniffs. "I don't want him to come home in a box, like the way Mandy's mumma did last year."
"Does he make the bad dreams go away, Gregory?" Sarah asks him. Her heart hurts when he mentions "the box" and she pats his shoulder comfortingly.
Another sniff. Sarah hands him a tissue and helps him blow his nose. "Mister Sandman says that sometimes you just have to face the bad stuff in your dreams. I guess that means I gotta be brave, like my Da. Sometimes, Mister Sandman just walks me away from the box and just tells me stories."
"What stories?"
"I don't remember all of it when I wake up. But I think I will, one day."
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Hob Gadling doesn't mind the damage to his clothes. He's watching his son, Robyn, finally making that important milestone from crawling to walking. The baby is clearly trying to stand up on his own, pushing up against the floor with chubby fists.
Finally, he makes it to a full standing position and Hob kneels, boisterously encouraging his boy onwards. Every detail of Robyn's face is so clear, the bright blue eyes that he'd inherited from his mother, the flaxen hair, the rosy, chubby cheeks. The little one takes one step and then another and then another, until he comes right to his father's arms. Hob sweeps him up bellowing with joy and the baby shrieks happily with him.
It is much, much later that Eleanor indulgently plucks the baby from his father's arms, because it's time for his nap and Robyn will be ill-tempered without it. Hob steps back and knows, without having to look, that Dream is there, right beside him.
"Thank you, love," Hob tells him, his voice thick. "I'd near forgotten what my boy looked like."
"It is the child's birthday today, is it not?" Dream draws him close and they take a moment just to breathe in each other's scent, before they sink into each other's embrace.
Hob's face is wet with tears when he wakes up but Dream is still there in his arms, waiting for him. There are whispered words of love and a sharing of memories and the deepest grief. There are clasped hands and kisses exchanged.
In the end, there is warmth, comfort and consolation.
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Sarah sees the drawing of "Mister Sandman" again in another child's drawing, from the primary school classes, which were just next door to the nursery. He's in a few more drawings, as well, from different children, but the depiction is eerily the same - the tall slender figure always in black, amidst a riot of colors.
It was, she suddenly realizes, an honest-to-God meme among the nursery and primary school set. It was a freakin' creepypasta come to life.
Of course she takes pictures. Of course she asks the kids about the drawings, when she can. A dream of being a lady knight, riding to adventure on a dragon. A dream about the monsters in the closet or under the bed, or for one child, the monster who kept him company in his cupboard bedroom under the stairs. That one led to social services swooping in and taking the poor little boy away to finally live with his doting godparents, instead of the aunt who had so cruelly neglected him.
And then, she reads this story by her classmate and neighbor, Rose Walker, who'd gotten published in the university's literary journal. It's accompanied by an illustration, the artist signing his name as Will Byers.
"The King of All Night's Dreaming" was the title. A tall, elegant, pale figure in black and gold, jewelry sparkling in his hair, flashes of diamond and silver, with stars in his eyes, surrounded with colors.
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The Guardians of the Castle Gate had loved the first child who was conceived and born in the Dreaming.
Their Lord had once walked out, seeking his son, only to find him held carefully, gently, in his Griffin's mouth. Orpheus was giggling, bright little sounds that warmed his heart. He had his father's eyes.
"The little lord wanted to play, sire," the Wyvern told him, a little abashed.
Morpheus was nonplussed but his little one was content and happy, and so he left them to it. Later, he knew that the little boy would come sit at his feet, happy to watch his father create dreams and nightmares. They would sing together, sing a song of shaping, and their delight would always draw in Morpheus' little sister to join them.
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Rose Walker laughs when Sarah tells her about the "Mister Sandman meme" and points out the resemblance to the picture in Rose's story.
"Oh my god, I'm never gonna let him live this down."
"What."
"Okay, so, uhm, my friend Will just decided to draw someone we both knew as the Dream King in my story. It's kind of a joke. And well, I guess he really is magic with kids. Daniel just loves him."
"This guy," Sarah tapping gently at the ethereal figure in the picture, "is based on a real person?!"
"Yeah. He's very much real. Also he's not Slenderman. I think he'd be offended at the very idea." Rose paused for a beat. "Or maybe not. I really have to ask him about the nightmare thing."
"You're not making any sense here, friend and I'm still, quite frankly, creeped the hell out."
"Look, Sarah," Rose said, taking her arm. "I think you better come with me to my next class. You got the next couple of hours free, right?"
"Well, yeah, Richmond called off his classes today."
"Okay, come on."
Sarah realizes that Rose is leading her to Calliope's literature class. She hasn't had a chance to sign up for her flatmate's classes yet, though she's heard good things about it. She plans to do that next semester.
Calliope smiles at her in recognition when they take their seats. She's a great lecturer, animated and engaging the class in discussion. And then, she tells them that she's invited a guest to read some of Shakespeare's poetry for them, dark eyes impish with mischief.
And then, "Mister Sandman" glides in.
All right. So he's not Slenderman's Creepy Cousin. He's… okay, oh god, oh wow…. so Sarah feels the flush creeping up her neck and Rose rolls her eyes at her. What? She can't help it if the man is ridiculously beautiful, rocking out the Gothic vibe in the long black coat and the black boots.
He greets Calliope with a courtly kiss to her hand. "I hope you realize what you've done. He'll be terribly upset with me."
"Oh, I'm sure he will be, Oneiros," Calliope purrs. "I am also sure you'll enjoy every moment of making it up to him."
Some of the class, who were apparently in on the joke, titters.
"GO GET YOUR MAN, MURPHY!" Someone hollers.
There is a suspicious flush on those exquisite cheekbones but he simply shakes his head and then, does a little wave, when he notices Rose.
"You're hopeless, Uncle Dream," Rose calls out.
"Uncle Dream?!"
Rose nodded. "Yep, that's my Uncle Dream, who's a dork sharing his one braincell with my history professor. Now shush."
Rose's Uncle Dream takes the book of Shakespeare's sonnets from Calliope and reads.
"Reads" was an inadequate word for it. To be honest, Sarah's not sure if there was a word for how Dream's voice sounded, deep and rich and lulling, making her almost see the images evoked by every line. The class is spellbound for what seems to be an eternity, before he finally closes the book on the last line. There's a very audible sigh from everyone and it isn't long before they all applaud.
"Careful, Oneiros," Calliope teases him. "Or you might be snatched up for the theatre or teaching a class of your own very soon."
"In which case, I shall rely on my own dearest knight to save me from the ordeal," he responds, smiling gently at her. "Once I've apologized to him properly for the blasphemy of Shakespeare."
"I am sure he will, once you explain that he was very much in your thoughts whilst you read every line of that sonnet. You are besotted, Oneiros. And utterly ridiculous."
Once again, he kisses her hand in the same charming, courtly manner. "But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, all losses are restored and sorrows end."
"Oh, you're impossible!" She laughs at him as he takes his leave, sweeping out as dramatically as he walked in.
Sarah shrinks in her seat. Well. That happened.
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There's another little boy making his way to the Dreaming.
Daniel Hall greets the wyvern, the griffin and the hippogriff with a happy crow and he's allowed to ride on the griffin's back, pudgy fists holding on to his mane. They spend quite some time playing until their attention is caught by a polite cough.
Dream of the Endless is watching them. An eyebrow is raised.
"The little lord wanted to play, sire," the Wyvern tells him once more in a helpful tone.
The Guardians are quite confused when Dream suddenly snatches Daniel up for a hug, nor did they understand the tears in his eyes, or
the sudden darkening of the skies in the Dreaming, threatening rain. Daniel only knows that he ought to hug Dream back, which he did, something that his own Mummy did when he was feeling sad.
He pats at Dream's cheek, making a clumsy attempt to wipe away his tears but Dream manages a soft, watery smile. "Shall we go and create a new dream today, little Daniel?"
Daniel nods happily.
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Footnote the First: Sarah Williams was eventually introduced to the Hellfire Club and took to the whole D&D thing like a duck to water. She was also responsible for the sudden improvement in everyone's costumes and props. She did, eventually, find out who and what Dream really was, but that was only after her baby brother was snatched away by the Goblin King and she had to go through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered to take him back.
Footnote the Second: Matthew would like it to be known that Nightmares, even the ones that greatly resemble Muppets, are not allowed to eat His Majesty's Ravens. He appreciates Dream enforcing this rule and quite forgave him when all the Muppet Nightmares joined together to sing Bohemian Rhapsody as their idea of an apology.
Footnote the Third: Hob Gadling made sure to send Calliope a lovely bouquet of flowers, as a token of appreciation, once he'd heard about the "Shakespeare Incident" in her classroom. Dream had been very creative in the whole process of "making it up" to him, which was probably why it rained red roses, lavender and peonies in the Dreaming for the next two weeks. Hob could not be held responsible for the happy daze he spent the next day in. Twitterpated was probably the best word here and it was also an excellent word to describe the Dream Lord when he went about his duties afterwards. At least Lucienne now had a faithful assistant helping her clean up the flowers in the library, although he rather liked nibbling on the peonies. At least, he wasn't trying to eat Matthew anymore.
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slashingdisneypasta · 8 months
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Cruella De Vil x Reader || Drabble
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Plot: Saying it. Admitting i like you more than I thought. Meaning the stronger word.
"I just wanted you to know."
Warnings: References to recent prior sexual activity and, you know, dead animals (1 mention).
Tagging: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , and @ryantryan6969 .
Cruella De Vil,
Cruella De Vil
You hold your spoon inside the tub of yoghurt you were hoeing into post-coition with Cruella, sat up on her bench which you know she doesn't like you doing; only socks, clean underwear and a big shirt on that she also despises, and look over at her.
She's not dressed up, either, for once. Her hair is a fluffy spiky mess looking only slightly different to how she actually styles it (You could say that you styled it this time, with your fingers, but she would huff at you and roll her eyes), a silky black slip on which is contrasting with her pale skin, and a simple matching dressing gown. She almost looks normal, ordinary, perusing her fancy refrigerator and getting out a jug of milk. You know, not evil.
You feel enamoured with her, and so lucky that she let's you see her like this. That she allows it.
If she doesn't scare you,
No evil thing will.
She looks so tired, having thoroughly gotten her work out from you just then in her room, almost like the cranky middle aged woman she is and not the insane monster she... well also is. But she shows off that side of her a lot more and you don't often get to see this one!- so it's more significant.
You watch her wander her kitchen and find a glass, pouring herself the milk and then leaning back on the bench to drink it; looking focused and thoughtful out the dark windows. Probably thinking about work she has to do tomorrow, or whatever she was talking to Skinner on the phone about earlier. Whatever poor defenseless animal she's having removed from its skin so she can wear it. Her eyes are so pretty, even with day-old mascara speckled underneath them and old-lady wrinkles- dark, and striking. Scary to look into but you kinda like that. She's your dragon lady.
To see her is to take a sudden chill,
With a pleasant, all-done feeling brewing still in the pit of your belly from a couple minutes ago and a yoghurt you know very well she bought for you and you alone (Cruella doesn't like snacks, she's told you before. She has meals or nothing at all which you find to be an interesting her-thing) in your hand you have the sudden overwhelming urge to tell her how wonderful you find her.
Cruella, Cruella De Vil
In order to put it off, you scoop a spoonful of the creamy treat into your mouth and take your time savouring it; also looking out the windows into the night. It's the Greek kind and without sugar, the only way Cruella could justify it to herself buying it you're sure, but you like it. It's delicious, and she thought of you while ordering Alonzo to fetch her groceries.
After a few moments your eyes slip back over to her. She hasn't moved, other than to run a hand through her hair adjusting the crazy mane ever so slightly (it whooshes right now instead of whooshing left), and your feet start to swing a little watching her. The happiness you get from just being near to her spreading from the tip of your nose to your toes in comfy socks dangling off the side of her kitchen bench.
She notices you, of course, looking like a pleased puppy dog at her but doesn't react much except to flick her eyes pointedly away from you- acknowledging your silliness but not bothered by it, and takes another sip of milk. Not a bit ends up on her top lip. Cruella's classy like that.
The curl in her lips,
The ice in her stare.
As you continue to look her way in the quiet middle of the night, the usually cold apartment covered in floor to ceiling windows and a water feature in the livingroom seeming to almost feel comfortable and intimate for once, you feel the urge build. You're kind of curious what cruel words she would choose to use to rebuff you telling her. After all no matter what she said, your feelings wouldn't change at all. She couldn't hurt you if she wanted to. You expect her meanness, you don't mind it. You even crave it.
It's bad, it's terrible, it's toxic, you're aware; you just... don't care?
Or you do. Or you think that you should-...
It's complicated.
All innocent children had better beware.
Looking back towards the windows, so dark outside and so light in here that all you can see is the rooms reflection on the glass, you wonder to yourself how would you say it, if you did voice it- right now? Would you tell her she looks beautiful undone? Untogether? Taken apart? Or would that sound too horny?
You do like to fuck her, it's one of your favourite things - making her break her nails on the furniture, - , but it's damn well more then that by now, you're in deep.
How about you're psychotic but I'm into it ?
She's like a spider waiting for the kill,
Look out for Cruella De Vil.
Polishing off the little tub of yoghurt, you lick the spoon perfectly spotless and take a deep breath. Your legs are cold and your hands are cold and your toes are cold despite the fluffy socks- you feel like you have to say something or you'll never warm up.
Sighing and sticking the spoon into your mouth once more, holding it there you hop off the bench and wander to the bin; stepping carefully with the tip of your toes on the opening mechanism so the lid flies open. You drop the tub and the lid in and then let go of the mechanism- letting it slam shut again. Then you potter over to the sink and wash your spoon.
Cruella is watching you the whole time, you notice, so you're careful to not make a mistake. Put on a good show, be cute in your too-big shirt that she hates.
At first you think Cruella is a devil,
You wonder what she thinks while she watches you? Probably 'ugly shirt'- but what else??
But after time has worn away the shock
You come to realise you've seen her kind of eyes
Watching you
From underneath
A rock.
After you dry the spoon, you turn around with it and, taking a deep breath, you steer yourself towards the drawer it lives in- putting it away right where you found it, just like all other utensils here, just like Cruella will clean and put her glass back when she's done, like no one lives in this apartment; Soulless, as it is. "Cruella... "
"Hmm?"
"... " Twiddling your thumbs, looking everywhere but at her, you search for the right words. Words that'll convey what you mean, but won't kill her - the emotionally unstable crazy person, - to hear. Come on come on, you think, or you'll never be not-cold again. "I used to like you a... certain amount- and it's doubled, now."
Finally you look at her again, searching her face for however she's going to respond leaning back on the bench there with a glass of milk in her hands. Yes, she still looks ordinary- beautiful ordinary- but you know underneath all that pretty middle aged woman there's a creature.
This vampire bat,
This inhuman beast.
Her eyes, tired from a night of your fingers buried in her drawing out her orgasms, are sharp and on you; appraising you. For a moment you think she's going to snap at you, surely,..
But then an amused almost gassed smirk flashes across her face. "... you what?" The quiet spell in the room is broken immediately and your jaw drops open.
She ought to be locked up, and never released.
"Uh- " Is she laughing at you? Really? How do you explain what you've just said. Why did you say it in a riddle?- "It's more- more then before... but l-less then it could be."
She looks deadpanned at you, at that part. "Really?"
"No- well, its actually definitely more rather then less but I just don't want to startle you." You're talking fast now, mincing your words, but the ridiculous gist- you think- is coming through, as Cruella's smirk only broadens; Taking a long and leisurely sip of milk and laughing at you with her eyes while you struggle in front of her.
... its the longest sip in the history of sips and you're about to continue t a l k i n g, which would have been an abominable, atrocious mistake, when finally she speaks again. "That's quite a way to tell someone you're in love with them, darling."
Your lips part, hearing the word come out of Cruellas mouth. How does she even know that word!?-
The world was such
A wholesome place until
"... I guess I feel quite- warmly, towards you too." You're in shock, you're frozen- did Cruella De Vil just say she loves you in her way?? She spoke quickly but you definitely heard i- When you dont reply in a split second, when you're not as fast as she is (Which no one is. Maybe Barry Allen, but even he may struggle to keep up), she rolls her eyes and thrusts her finished glass into your hands. "Oh, don't let it get to your head! Now- clean this, I'm going to bed." Her silk robe brushes coolly against you as she flies off to the bedroom again.
Cruella, Cruella De Vil.
You're left alone piecing together the last few moments of your life with a glass clutched to your chest and a new pleasant, all-done feeling tucked away in the pit of your stomach.
And you're so cozy and warm suddenly.
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Top ten preds go
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"Ooooorgh, fuuuuuuuuck. Ten whole peeps? Well, I'm gonna do it my way then! In no particular order and what I like best about them as a character and how I think it would go down!" So confident, suddenly! Well, until she reconsiders to realize how in-depth with this topic she's about to go.
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"Also, uhhhh, gonna put it under a readmore cuz...some of this shit is gonna be super indulgent and niche of this niche even. You have been warned!"
Rai Yamanashi @pudgy-planets
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"Ooooh, Rai! What a sweet lady. She's been really sweet on me ever since we met, when she accidentally sat on top of me while resting on top of a park bench! She's gotta have, like, the widest hips or ass I've ever seen. Like, if she sits down on me, you don't see me anymore!"
"Mmmm, let's see though? I really how she wants to make her own name and merits, even with her family having a reach all over the world! The life of a scion is an interesting and socially complex journey in general, more so when you actually do your best not to use your connections or heritage for gaining an upper hand on purpose!"
"Mmmmph, how she'd most likely go about eating me...? Well, there's always the usual way, but I've also been worried that one day I might catch her in a situation that she might sit on me and I am gone. Just completely engulfed and sent on my way in, full-size and full send. I mean, I'm sure she's worried about that too....right?"
2. Lizzie Bellbottoms @yourgfisaclown
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"Her blog is pretty literal, ehehehehe. My gf is a clown, yeah! Well, one of them, at least~? I'm glad she is, actually, as it keeps everything so interesting! Her level of clowning is so impressive and very surprising! I wouldn't have it any other way~."
"She loves fun and I love fun, so it's a match made in heaven! Or maybe in the fairgrounds? I've been meaning to ask her how a clown family tree looks or is like. Also, yes, she's a real clown. Do with that information what you will, but I swear. It's different than you'd think!"
"Hmmm, well, if I can think it? She can probably do it one way or another? Aside my own size shenanigans, she can do her own and change her body any way she likes! Like, wow! She once gave me an internal obstacle course to go through. I don't mean like, just her innards in general, I mean an actual full course with different levels of difficulty to get through! Mmm, wonder what else she could do, if we both were up to it...~?"
3. Monika [REDACTED] @brownhairedbookworm
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"Oh, right! Monika! She's a really cool person I met while DoorDashing! She was my last order of the day and I was so lost and turned around that she let me stay over for a bit to recuperate. And we've been close friends ever since~."
"Monika's got, like, these all-powerful...uhhh, powers! She can see the universe or something like that? I don't fully understand, but I can see the changes she has made where a lot of others can't! Isn't that so interesting? I mean, sure I can't prove it either? But her all-seeing eyes can see that I'm cute...and that means a lot to me, since I have trouble believing it myself."
"Well, Monika already really likes to gobble me up when I'm smol? I guess the only different ways are how she likes to do it? Her go-to is acting like a big scary monster or some kind of goddess? I mean, she kind of is, so eh. Sometimes she plays the role and sometimes the role plays her~."
4. Lena Xènia Gimenez Medina-Yamamoto @pudgy-planets
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"So, this is Rai's grandmother and the current matriarch of the family. Everything the businesses and connections all do go through her. Sometimes very, very literally. She goes through so many staff members when they can't keep up with her demands..."
"However, as scary as that may make her sound, she's actually really understanding and wants people to do their best and be at their fullest potential! You just gotta make it through her trials, like I did! Also, like I said, she is Rai's grandmother. She vastly out-everything's her granddaughter. Height, width, power and anything else you can think of!"
"Uhhhhh, this one...? Errrr, I worry much of the same I do with Rai, mostly. Definitely something that carried down through this family tree. Something they have for blondes, ehehehe~? Full size wherever she'd wanna take me, mostly."
5. Freia Margaret Hielo @someheartlesslady
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"Wow, my first friend on Tumblr and bestest friend since then too! It's Freia! Whoa...I realize it's been so many years. I'm still so thankful we bumped into each other all that time ago~."
"She's a fun-loving lady who's got a strong case of being undead, but she's also still the life of the party! She loves wholly and as much as she physically and emotionally can. She's also a wonderful singer~."
"Well, this one is kind of an unfair one with how easy and often this happens? She can gobble me up smol or, once in a blue moon and with preparation, full-sized! It's really sort of the big one for her, she likes using her mouth for that kind of fun! Also, I could never ask her any of the others, I'd feel so ashamed of myself...did I also mention that I was a cheesestick the first time she ate me?"
6. Samus Aran @ladarhatorilichozo
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"The greatest bounty hunter this side of the galaxy and then some. And I got to meet her a few times! And then...I think I absolutely fumbled the ball the last time, admitting my preferences when it came to being eaten by strange monsters....and I may have also let it slip I thought the same of her. I feel like such an idiot..."
"I mean, what do you have to say about Samus and her escapades? And besides, I think she's a way more interesting person to chat with when it's not about those. Like what burgers she likes and some of her favorite creatures she's come across in her travels."
"Uhhh, pretty much just...yeah...I'd let her eat me or want her to, but that's clearly a ship I sailed too soon. Definitely wasn't looked at like a monster by her, but definitely could tell it was no mutual feeling. At least it wasn't disgust, just more...like 'People think like that? Interesting?' Yeah. She also didn't know I could get smol, so that too probably."
7. Sana Sunomiya @pudgy-planets
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"Ooh, Sana! She's a pretty fun lady, too! Very blunt and wears her mind on her sleeve. She's sort of no-nonsense, but that's not exactly true either? It's more...she believes the best in people and those people usually just...don't understand? She's quite intimidating to those who don't know her well, but she's got a good heart and protects those who can't protect themselves well."
"If anything, I love that she sees me for myself and not something I shouldn't or couldn't be? She can really figure out people well, even if someone outside-looking-in wouldn't see it right away. Also, she's extremely well-endowed. In multiple senses, even."
"Mmmm, probably would just gobble me right up after making absolutely sure that's what I want. Maybe even to protect me from others, too? And she'd still respect me even if I was tucked away in her tummy at my full-size. Mmmmhmhmhm~."
8. Aerith Gainsborough @squishysquenix
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"Oh, hey! It's the fun-loving flower lady. I mean, I wonder when the last time I saw her with flowers was, but that doesn't really matter for this here? She's Aerith Gainsborough and she's really mischievous for a flowergirl. You wouldn't know that until you get into some antics with her or so!"
"Well, what else can I say? She's a girl who loves to have fun and party hearty! If anything, it's surprising how much fun is packed into one small lady with a huge butt!"
"Uhhh, let's see...? I imagine it would be some sort of shenanigans. Probably very much on purpose, too. Might either play the role of a scary monster or pretend not to notice me while smol, maybe? Or also knowing her, might just feed me to someone else too...?"
9. Bethany Allicia Fox @bethanytheescort
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"Oh, it's time for Beth! Mmm, she's so awesome! She's one of the other good friends I've made on here and have stayed in touch with for a few years now~. She's an awesome lady and runs an awesome business and takes care of those who show as much compassion for the world as she does!"
"Mmmm, let's see? I love how she loves so much! Like, she has so much to give to others and takes in love in kindness in turn as much as anyone, if not more! There's also her rockin' bod! But, umm, very respectfully! Of course, ya know? I mean, she even managed to get me to love myself a bit more too. That's a very good thing about her~."
"If it were to happen, it would be with consent and safe words and making sure everything is comfortable for the both of us and we take it at a pace we're both okay with! Of course, I'd be smol for both of us to have a very personal experience together. I'd also probably ask some time if I could then visit her 'private room', but that's...yeah. I don't wanna do anything she wouldn't agree to either, ya know?"
10. Super Pochaco @bigcurvesbigheart
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"Oh, Pochaco...one of the shortest ladies on this list, I believe? She's also a really cool gravure modeling lady...and that is unfortunately how I picked her out of a crowd when I bumped into her by complete accident. That was so embarrassing, but she didn't seem to mind...or acknowledge it, really. We became quick friends after some lunch and chatting. We still text pretty regularly...when I remember to, at least."
"So, Super Pochaco (The model) is so cool and shows her body off proudly and really shines with whatever photoshoot she's working for. Pochaco (the lady) is a sweet little lady who loves her pork buns and making friends. She also has a bunch of other odd jobs that really cool, but I can't seem to remember them at the moment?"
"Oh, if that ever happened? Absolutely a complete accident when I'm smol...which she still doesn't know I can do that! It'll probably be her accidentally grabbing me instead of her food or if i fell in and she scarfed it all down and didn't realize. That's the only way, I imagine."
Honorable Mentions:
Edea Lee @squishysquenix
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"Mmmm, Miss Edea Lee. Only met her once on a day where I kept getting lost in towns and worlds everywhere I turned. She was kind enough to take me in for the short time I was in her land and she helped send me on my with a nice rest and some good food! I should go back there, sometime. I remember leaving on good terms, at least?"
"She's an awesome lady, juggling so much on her plate at once. She leads her people, has lots of friends in high and low places and absolutely knows how to decimate a dining hall. She's, like, the whole package~! She's really got a good sense of humor, too."
"Mmmm, given the short time I was there? Probably if I took any of her food from her plate instead of my own? Like...I saw how she was glaring daggers and probably at least considering it as an option? Maybe even while I was full-sized, too? Or maybe I was thinking silly again? I do know any food going past her chambers got her immediate attention during our talks."
Yuri (DDLC) @plumpnpurple
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"Woof, Yuri. She's so pretty and smart and I love when we sit and cuddle and read books together. We both read kind of fast, so it's really nice that we both found someone who can keep up with each other! Also, she's recently started forging and that sounds so cool? I'd love to see her at work like that~."
"Yuri is very quiet and soft and very understanding of special needs when I'm around, like needing it a little quiet and a little cuddly while we read together. We gel really well together, honestly. Mmmm, I should text her about meeting up again, sometime."
"Mmmm, I can only imagine it would happen when I'm smol. I mean, that sounds easier for both parties involved, right? Not sure what else she might do with a teeny me if she felt that way about me...hmmm~?"
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"And that should about do it. Hrrrmph, hope that answers some questions...you might have...hrrrmgle~." The goober is getting a little fidgety now.
"Gotta go hide myself now while I have the time to before they see this or make comments about it...or wosre, afjshdjkfjs...." And off she slinks to her impenetrable fortress (her bed) to hide away from prying eyes. Might just wait this one out, especially once some of them catch wind of this post.
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bebe-thewriter · 1 year
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She's Cute   Chapter: 1
~content warning~ this is an x black reader story ofc you can read if your not black or p.o.c but keep in mind that i refuse to make it “more acommedating” for you, go find all the millions of stories with white main gyals. 
~Note~ I'm here with a little diff. So once again we have a bimbo black reader buttttt she’s still smart obvi. Also the reader gets sent to a different dimension so I hope y’all enjoy!!!!! -BeBe🧘🏾‍♀️
~pairing~ Benimaru Shinmon x black reader :) enjoy! 
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“Just a little reminder ma’am, we will be closing in 5 minutes.” The librarian said in a soft tone. “Yeah ofc I’m sorry for holding you up, I know first hand about wanting to get out of work” I say with a nod.
The librarian starts to slowly look down at my books with a tilted head interest. “Spontaneous combustion huh, I remember when I was younger and it was the biggest issue at the time, not global warming, or bullying. I’m so happy the younger generation is taking an interest in our past.” The older woman says.
“Oh it’s just for a research paper, I honestly don’t see the big deal with it, seems pretty avoidable if you ask me.” I say with a shrug. “Oh really, I understand your thought process since you weren’t physically there, but maybe you’ll gain more knowledge about the subject.” She says with a smile.
“Maybe” I say, knowing damn well I just want an A in my class.
After I check out I head home to get started on my project.
“Ok y/n just start this stupid project, just write a thesis and one counter argument and then you can reward yourself with a coffee in the morning.” I say rushing up the stairs.
But suddenly I started falling backwards and then….. I black out.
(Sirens start ringing)
“Ahhh a inferno” “please step away from the train!” “SOMEBODY HELP HER”
My eyes start to slowly flicker open to the loud sound of screaming.. multiple screams. When I finally come to, I see an actual monster looking down on me with big flames coming out of it.
“Umm hey buddy, I don’t exactly know what I said or did to you but I’m sorry??” I say it . “Arghhh” it said back. “Wtf did you just say to me, I’ll actually throw hands bro” I say posting up to it. It roars again and I see my life flash before my eyes.
But before the monster could strike, I felt myself being lifted out of harm's way. “Are you ok miss, I’m sorry I’m so late.” I slowly open my eyes to a sharp smile and short black hair. “I’m ok, you came in the Knick of time. Thank you ummm-“ “ Shinra, my name is Shinra.”
Before I can reply I see 5 more people arrive on the scene and proceed to take down the flame monster. “Good job in successfully rescuing the civilian Shinra.” A man with a VERY developed body praises the young boy, who for some reason still has you scooped up in his arms.
“It’s my job as a fire soldier sir!” Your body tensed. ‘What the hell, fire soldier? This is exactly like my project topic’ you think. ‘There’s no way I’m here in the past? WTH is happening.’
“Ms. Are you ok?” The man asks. “Just like what I told Mr. Shinra I’m fine.” I say. “Just checking again! My name is Obi. Nice to meet you.” He flashes a bright smile.
“My name is y/n nice to meet you.” You reply. “I know what you experienced was incredibly scary, I hope we can repay you for getting here a little late.” He says with apologetic eyes.
You think for a second, this is a golden opportunity for your school project! “I have to pay you back... Please allow me to!” you say. The man who you've just figured out is named Obi. “Hmm.. Well, we do need some help around the base. unfortunately our whole unit is terrible at cooking haha.” Perfect, this is exactly what you wanted. 
“Yes i accept!'' I say with a big smile. “Shinra, Arthur this young lady will be bunking with you, do not make her uncomfortable in any shape or form. If she says you have harmed her in any way I will tie you upside down to a pole and use you for target practice.” a man with glasses spits. 
“YES SIR.”  “sorry miss (y/n) you can't exactly get settled in right now because we were currently going to a meeting with some newly made colleges of ours.'' Shinra explained that they fought very hard for the respect of their peers and they finally got it along with a new source of intel. 
“We're here.” I stepped out of the train to see the most beautiful town known to man, “Whoa,” I said , witnessing the beauty of the town called Asakusa It was truly magnificent. “That's what everyone says when they first see this town. It's our pride and joy!” i turn around to the voice that just spoke. It was a man no older than 35, muscular, he wore bandages around his whole body, and contained a prominent scar on the bridge of his nose.
“Im Konro, you must be new to the 8th i've never seen you before.” he says with a smile on his face. “Oh yes, yes im (Y/N) the new…. Intern” you replied slowly not knowing what your actual role is yet. You two chat some more until you realize that up close he's incredibly attractive. Like actually. You slowly start to inch closer to him, enough to feel his warmth radiating off his skin. ‘God i dont know of it because he's a fire soldier or if its the fact that he's really hot’ you think. 
Konro picks up on this and inches closer to you as well. So close that you can feel his breath on your ear. You lean forward a bit to hear what he has to say. “(Y/N) as much as i think you're a charming girl, and i absolutely love your attention on me, we can't ignore the fact that i'm a bit too old for you sweetheart, and we also just met.” he remarks stepping away from you completely to hang with Obi. due to the lack of heat you shiver a bit, when you hear, “But i have a friend who's around your age and would absolutely kill for a chance to speak with you.” he ends his sentence with a friendly smile.
“20 minutes in a new environment and you've already made a potential love interest! Damn (y/n) this must be the power of feminim people.” Maki sighs. “Oh Maki I'm sure you have people waiting for you, I mean I haven't even been here an hour and I can tell Shinra has a thing for you! Hahah '' I replied hoping to lift her spirits.
“Why the hell is it so loud?” a soft but dominant voice yells out. You turn only to be face to face with the most handsome man on earth…….. Benimaru Shinmon. You softly smiled at the man and bowed, giving him a tiny whiff of your cocoa butter lotion, And gently looked up through your long eyelashes, batting them slightly. As you raised your head you could hear Adam's apple bob just the tiniest bit, and his jaw clenched quickly. “Hi Mr. Shinmon, I've heard alot about you, I'm the 8ths new assistant (Y/n) (L/N) pleasure to make your acquaintance” you say with a soft smile. 
“Don't be too formal with me. And don't bow to me either.” he replies monotony. “Also my name is Beni so you got it.” 
“Ahh waka must have taken a liking to her, just as i said.” 
“Welcome to the 7th it's nice to have you (y/n)” walking away from the girl, she looks back at him with a small blush, ‘damn school textbooks dont dont do him justice’.”so what do you think waka, i told you she was your type” you hear konro speak from across the room, and listen intently for the reply. 
“Shes cute”
~Note~ Yoyoyoyo it's been a while, i've been writing this story for 2 months and finally got it done today! I hope yall like it. -BeBe out!
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rpmemesbyarat · 1 year
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Something I really like in Junji Ito’s work is how underserving the victims are. They’re rarely assholes who just got what was coming, which is often the case in Western horror. Nor are their fates often the result of breaking some rule, or doing something stupid. It just happens. While I understand the value in a morality tale, I think it’s so much scarier when the victims are perfectly good people who did nothing to deserve or invite such a fate, because it’s much easier to see *yourself* in that situation. I think horror stories in which the victim is someone who is either so nasty or so stupid we can’t see ourselves in them, makes them less scary because we therefore can’t see their fates happening to us—we would NEVER bully someone or rip off an old lady or poke the monster with a stick or whatever it is. But in most of Junji Ito’s stories, the horror is no more karmic in its choice of victims than a natural disaster. There’s no avoiding it by being a good person, or a virgin, or following a certain set of rules, or just NOT doing something dumb. What happens, just happens. And that’s so much more terrifying. Another thing is there’s rarely an explanation for the horror. We’re never told why or how a lot of these bizarre situations result. Where the hell did those floating balloon heads come from, why do they want to hang people, why does damage done to them also affect the heads of the people they’re based on? We don’t know! We never know! It just IS. How did that one guy squeeze himself down a woman’s bath drain without killing himself? How does he pull her down it without doing the same? We don’t know! It’s impossible to the point of absurd, yet it’s horrifying. Same for a lot of the stories—many sound pretty stupid instead of scary if you say the premise out loud, but in practice they’re genuinely some of the most disturbing stuff I’ve ever read. And while part of that is the art and delivery, I think the lack of explanation is also a big part. There’s no closure if you don’t know WHY something occurred, and most Western horror relies on that closure and explanation pretty heavily, spending a lot of time in the book or movie to give us REASONS for what’s happening. But Junji Ito just goes, fuck it! Killer balloons! Holes that call for you to go into them! Tongues that turn into slugs! You don’t GET to know why! And again, I just find that scarier
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science-slapfight · 1 year
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ROUND 2 POLL 6
16. Anton (He/Him) @poicyss
Sooo... Kicks my feet... Anton is a little different :)
You see, he IS the study! Sort of. Anton is a shadow creature (named A Shadow of Doubt by researchers before he named himself) whose whole deal is to shapeshift to fit into other groups for survival, usually preying on them and their resources. He was captured by the agents of a certain Lobotomy Corporation to be in locked into containment. However, he took a liking to the agents who observed him, and quickly developed his own human body to help them do their jobs and contain and observe other monsters. Because he's all about fitting in he's really good at gathering information through attachment type work, and since his body isn't real if he is harmed in any way he'll appear the next day under the shadows of the rising sun like brand new. It's very neat! But nobody likes him because he's scary! Even if at this point, he's basically just a normal guy... He's been playing human for so long, the only thing really separating him from one is his appearance. He's very eager to help and no longer wants to destroy, but to learn and make friends :) He's nice he promises! Just look at that big ol grin.
Relevant Links: https://toyhou.se/12298764.anton
28. Lady (She/Her) @forkdork
Lady is a cold-hearted scientist who would do anything in the name of science even if she has to commit horrible actions. After all, in the end, this is for the better of the world even if she has the break a few hundred eggs to get the results she wants. Who else would sacrifice the things she has to get to this point? Who would go to such extremes to the point of the only thing you have left is your work and your name? Well. Lady would even from a young age this was the case her whole life pretty much leading her to the point she is now. Her twin sister didn’t even get in the way of her goals. Being one of the first to figure out how to use science to manipulate magic due to this headset of hers
This pretty much led Lady to be ‘respected’ or feared more then anything in her workplace with the actions she has committed. Lady being responsible for hundreds of documents, subjects, and scientific discoveries to be made. While also being responsible for hundreds of families to be torn apart.. Lives to be lost… people being driven insane due to her experiments… Obviously, this has bitten Lady in the ass many MANY times. With subjects escaping and attacking her when they get the chance, but of course, they never go far and just end back in Lady’s grasp.
Relevant Links: here! it has uh alot of violence! and blood! i dont normally write alot but i do draw a bunch https://toyhou.se/12615920.lady-/gallery
(Image credits: @spellboundcities and @forkdork, respectively)
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blookmallow · 6 months
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reviewing spirit animatronics for 2023
i almost forgot again. but here we are
apparently the website doesnt display animatronics that are sold out so im trying to dig for them... this isnt a complete list im doin my best
anyway lets GOooooooo
Gourdo
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im gonna start with my favorite look at this silly little guy. something about this design is just incredibly endearing to me and the stringy guts look pretty good in motion too. hes cute and i like him. his description says he was a guy who kept scaring everybody all the time and one day he scared an old lady who turned out to be a witch so she turned him into a pumpkin. and now hes stuck like this bc he could not behave himself. i love gourdo i want him 10/10
Eternal Rest
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its a tombstone. theres a sad crying face and it turns into a skull face and screams at you. thats... thats it. it looks fine but its just really basic, this is doing nothing for me
3/10
Poor George
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this guy was at my local store for a while. hes pretty fun, he flips around and his face changes. i like his funky stripes. makeup design looks extremely art the clown which is just making me wish they had him instead
its at least an attempt at a unique design. but according to his description, the story here is he was just a nice regular clown who had a terrible accident but somehow survived. you can see his bloody torso when he turns. this isn't a zombie clown monster, this is a man who desperately needs medical assistance
also no explanation for why he has two faces. he doesn't appear to be intentionally meant to be conjoined twins or something so if hes supposed to just be a regular guy im not sure whats going on there
5/10
they also came out with another killer klowns animatronic this year too, hes BIG but i dont have much to say about that one other than it looks good glad to see the klown rep increasing
i guess ill also mention here that they have a mars attacks alien figure now too, which doesn't really do much, it just moves its head a little but the lighting is cool and the design looks really good and seeing it inspired me to go watch the movie, so. shrugs. i like him
Heckles the Clown
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here we have i think the first Sad Clown spirit animatronic? i cant think of any others ive seen. he kind of has creepy uncle energy but isn't really scary. hes just sad. he is a pathetic shell of a man weakly trying to sell his balloons and i just kind of feel bad for him. i did not notice in the store that his balloon actually has a light-up face in it which is cool. apparently according to his description hes actually using poison gas in his balloons which is a neat idea but is extremely unclear from the animatronic itself, i never would've known that if i hadn't read the description, so,
his face sculpt looks pretty good though. hes a pretty well designed figure i just think his whole deal is unclear and just makes me feel bad for him. help this man
6/10
Stilts
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i do love a scary clown but all of these are starting to look pretty much the same to me. the colors are visually striking (i like the use of the blue accents especially) and i like the bloody bowling pins but at this point it's just kinda like, yep, that's another tall spooky clown. great for all your tall spooky clown needs but its not really that memorable. 4/10
Death Stalker
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THIS thing however, looks sick as FUCK and i really want to see it in person. i dont know what the fuck that is. i love it. it breathes smoke and has way too many teeth. the description offhand mentions it lives behind an abandoned doll factory for no apparent reason. i love this thing 11/10
i think it might be built from the same body structure as their krampus figure that i also really liked
The Black Heart
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ok i dont know about anyone else but i just find this one extremely confusing all around
he gives off protective dom skeleton boyfriend vibes. in the store i saw this and figured the woman was his victim and hes showing us his kill to threaten us, but it also looks like he's protecting her, so i didn't really get what was going on. the description says she tried to do some weird ritual ive never heard of where you lay in a grave and your true love will arrive to kiss you and wake you up snow white style at midnight, but instead she ended up with this guy as her "master" but it also refers to him as her "partner"
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"the fuck did you just say about my wife"
so i guess they have some kind of bdsm relationship going on. which, y'know, if she's into that, id say good for her, but she doesn't move at all, she appears to be dead or unconscious. she also looks like she's emerging from his waist or something bc like, i guess they made her skirt the same color to hide that she's there until he reveals her, but i didnt even realize she had a lower body at all,
anyway the design is really confusing to look at and i don't really understand what their whole deal is. the faces look really good though. 5/10
Leatherface
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leatherface in the HOUSE!!! i dont really have a lot to say here other than i think he looks great and i want you all to see him. 7/10
Darling Dolly
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i fucking love this thing look at that. salad fingers doll monstrosity what the fuck is going on here. there was one in our store very briefly but it wasn't working and disappeared pretty quickly which just made it even weirder. this has a fantastic "what the FUCK IS THAT" factor and i just wish it had better functionality bc i was really excited to find out what it does and it turns out it pretty much just screams at you. i feel like a slower, creeping movement with spidery fingers and whispering sounds would have been more effective. its definitely scary though. i want more wild designs like this i love this thing
the backstory is... a little girl dug up a cursed doll in the yard and her mother tried to bury it back but got struck by lightning and became nightmareishly fused together with the evil doll which just. doesn't make sense to me i feel like trying to create an explanation for this figure is actively a detriment to it i like it better just as a Horrible Inexplicable Demon
9/10 could have been executed better but great design
The Cauldroness
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pretty much just your standard witch. i like the way she's posed, this figure is more interesting to look at than a lot of the standing ones. the movement in her hands looks pretty good. i like her face. she also looks like salad fingers. maybe im just seeing it bc im trying so so hard to manifest him into existence even though i know they'll never make one sfjkg
anyway this is simple but i think it works well, 5/10
Dagger Mike
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look at this ridiculous little gremlin. his name's dagger mike. hes got knives. his torso makes no sense. i love you dagger mike 6/10 hes not good but he makes me laugh and i like him
i do like the vintage clown look here though. i just think his body looks stupid and his existence is very funny to me in a way i cant articulate
Floating Spirit
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its a ghost. it goes ooooo. 10/10
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wrathofrats · 1 year
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Mushy May Day 17 domestic activities
Rain/cirrus
Rated: gen
Something something watching a scary movie THEN they hear spooky noise from closet ooo!!!!
Wc: 638
This one’s genuinely pretty stupid. But I hope you enjoy!
A chill crept up cirrus’s back. Rain gripped her shirt tighter and pulled himself impossibly close to her side, in an attempt to get away from the horrors happening on screen. Cirrus mindless wonders why the hell they always do this to themselves as she pulled the blanket up higher. They had a habit of turning on the scariest movie they had heard of recently, and instantly regretting it as soon as the ladies head comes off or the chainsaw starts. Cirrus rubbed her hands up and down rains back, half to distract him but also to help distract her.
“Cir” rain whispered, still digging his hands into her shirt
“Yes rain, we have to finish the movie” she sighed. A habit had started a while back of just abandoning the movie once it got too scary. The conjuring barely got 20 minutes in before both ghouls ran upstairs and slept with the lights on, practically trying to crawl into each others skin to get away from whatever “monsters” could be looking in the dark. Even after Halloween they asked aether to check under their beds for them. They still haven’t heard the end of that situation.
Rain attempted to focus on the patterns cirrus was carving into his back. Trying to read the letters and pictures she was absent mindedly drawing.
They were big ghouls, they could watch a full movie and go to bed like normal and without incident, it was all fictional right?
BANG
Cirrus and rain lept practically 10 feet off the couch, grabbing each other with both arms. A sudden noise had come from the closet behind them. They shook, staring at each other waiting for another sound.
BANG
Another sound. “Rain- rain we have to check it out” cirrus stuttered out into his ear, almost trying to whisper so that whatever made that noise didn’t hear them. Rain trembled and shook his head no fiercely.
“We cant cirrus we don’t know what’s in there” rain cried. Small tears welled up in his eyes.
“I mean? Realistically what could be in there?” She tried to reason. Their end of the abbey was guarded, realistically the only options for things that could be in there were another ghoul, one of the papas or on the off chance maybe a stray ca-
“Michael myers” rain choked out
Cirrus shot him daggers as the noise happened again
BANG
“Ok here’s the plan. We are going to walk into the kitchen together, and grab a knife” she explained and started to get up slowly.
“You can’t seriously expect us to confront that thing?” Rain wailed
“Do you have a better idea?”
Rain sighed and stood up with cirrus.
They inched towards the door, steak knives in hand. Cirrus looked over and mouthed a countdown at him
one
Rain went wide eyed
two
Cirrus slowly grabbed the door handle
THREE
They swung the door open harshly and lunged forward to attack the monster.
“What the fuck”
“Are you kidding me sunshine”
As they opened the door, there sat sunshine gnawing on the tip of a bright green umbrella.
"oh hey! whatcha guys doing, and why do you have knives?" she said standing up, casting her snack to the side.
"sunny we thought you were a monster" rain whisper shouted angrily at her
"monster? what made you think that?"
"never mind him. what are you doing in the closet?" cirrus asked, putting her knife away
“I don’t know. Got hungry I guess”
Cirrus stated baffled at her, but made no attempt to question the younger ghoul. She made a mental note to tell copia to get her checked out for this while eating inedible things deal. With the threat neutralized, cirrus and rained snuggled up on the couch again, and decided to watch Moana instead (it’s rains favorite movie)
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Hello, 'tis I, SecretIdentity!Alastor Anon once more:
I didn't realize wendigo weren't closed culture, I was under the impression that they were, my bad, sorry; thanks for telling me. Anyways I agree that interpretations w/ them as spoopy monsters is pretty blargh & that my Secret-ID-AU!Alastor, even canon!Alastor, are as far from wendigo as can be lol.
And yes! I really like Peryton!Alastor as a concept (plus, bird AND deer behaviors! It's got the flavors built in! Either the SecretIdentity!Alastor's wings are too small to fly, or they were injured & rendered flightless some time ago (broken funny? Nerve damage? Amputee? haven't decided). He's been a lot of fights over the years, there's a toll taken there.
And I just had a thought, what if, Alastor's plan to ally with Charlie & support her hotel idea, was a survival-brain, seat of his pants idea? The most recent Cleanse had all of Hell in a huge serious of brawls, duels and turf wars right (tbh I have... issues with Sinners and the Cleanse itself only being confined to the Pride Ring but I haven't decided yet)? Set 'Day in the Life' Alastor comic but a little to the left slightly before the Cleanse, Alastor and Sheep Lady get caught outside during the Cleanse. Eventually leads to Alastor getting into a marathon of close calls both with Exterminator Angels AND Sinners afterwards, he's won in the sense that he's alive, and the Radio Demon's identity is still a mystery as well as his mythos uplifted further. By the start of the AU Pilot time post-Cleanse, all his usual hideyholes (Rosie? Who actually is an Overlord apparently?) are either too far or partially compromised (Vox bothering him, Alastor, as himself, a 'known associate' of the Radio Demon?), so he needs to buy himself some breathing room to recover and figure out his next moves. (Sheep Lady is alive somewhere but nowhere to be seen for now).
Alastor uses some magic he's got to make himself look unruffled/unhurt, can't show weakness after all, wounded prey animals get targeted first. He ends up ducking into the News Studio just in time to see Charlie's broadcast interview live.
Idk I just thought it would be kinda interesting if Alastor allied with Charlie because he was flying by the seat of his pants and too allergic to showing weakness (legitimate concern considering Hell's society) to try coming as a guest, because not only is that an affront to his pride but the lack of control would be scary probably, so he needs to pitch himself (and his true identity, but separately and somehow a reason to also be there bc that's the point but he can't let them know it's the point) as a valuable asset without looking weak. So he calls in a couple of those few ongoing contracts/favors that he's been holding onto for a while, Niffty and Husk, they're the... Safest choices, to contribute something to this allyship support deal he just pantsed himself into. He had a plan the whole time (no he didn't).
Instead of the pilot/ep1 ending with Sir Pentious just showing up, he doesn't, no big powerwank scene, just quiet scenes for each of what is probably going to be (most of?) the main cast ending their day, settling into the hotel. Also I feel that there was some missed opportunity in the pilot canon where Angel mentions that there's no food at the hotel, and Alastor offering to cook jambalaya for everybody (later if he has a more pressing injury to bother with in secret? Could even be a tidbit of Vaggie talking to Charlie about how Alastor [Radio Demon's ambassador] smells like blood, and if Alastor hears he wouldn't correct her) dialogue at the end can stay though, or it get picked up later.
Anyways, thanks for listening to my Alastor blether, I know he's just Viv's edgy karen-hair wasted potential OC but, man I enjoy redesign/rewriting him.
Thank you for sending in your ideas -- it's some truly excellent blether! Characters that are exceedingly powerful but also in survival mode always make for an interesting time.
(Incidentally, you've also got me really invested in the idea of Alastor with stubs of what used to be wings hidden under his clothes.)
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nyxnightshade1332 · 7 months
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Expectations When Expecting
Chapter 8
Chapter 9:
She and Grim walked to their designated area, pushing around a cart that contained a broom, a mop, some rags, and several other cleaning supplies. The school was beautiful, but it was also big, so she was thankful for the task not taking place in a different area.
"Wow, so this is Main Street, huh? This is incredible! I didn't get to see it much yesterday." Grim cried out in awe, looking around with childish joy.
"Yeah, it is. This resembles some sort of University campus rather than a high school one. These kids sure have it easy." She remarked playfully before grabbing the broom. "Grab a rag, Grim. You're wiping the plates on the statues down so we can polish."
"Yeah, yeah." Grim paused before grabbing a rag, wrinkling his nose in distaste. Despite not having any thumbs, Grim still managed to grip onto the piece of cloth, running over to the statue and looking up. "Geez. Hench human, What's the deal with these seven statues? All their faces look pretty scary." She watched as he approached the first one.
"Like, this lady here looks like she's got some reeeal anger management issues." He pointed to a very tall, regal looking woman who carried a heart-shaped scepter.
Yuu narrowed her eyes, tilting her head slightly before giggling. "Yeah, you're right! She does look like she gets angry a lot." She saw Grim smirk before she attempted to go back to sweeping.
Until she heard a snort from behind her and she whipped her head around to look. A strange ginger haired boy looked back at her, carrying himself with the air of a trickster.
"You don't know the Queen of Hearts?" He asked, seemingly friendly. She clutched her broom closer to her chest, raising a brow.
"Not really... no." She stated, distrusting. She saw Grim put the rag down and run towards the new boy.
"Queen of Hearts? Is she some kinda big deal?" The cat monster asked. Yuu watched the ginger begin to formulate an idea as he began to explain.
"I mean... yeah. She was a queen who lived in a maze-like garden of roses long, long ago. She was a strict woman who prized order above all." The boy described a woman obsessed with things going her way, a terrifying tyrant who would kill if something was even slightly off. Yuu slowed her sweeping, pausing to look at Ace.
"That's just... Yikes." She shuddered while she continued to push the dust on main street to the outer edges.
"That's seriously messed up!" Grim yowled.
"Pretty cool, right? I'm a big fan." The boy gushed. "I mean, who would bother to obey a queen that was kind all the time?"
"Yeah, true. A leader needs to be strong." Grim agreed.
Yuu paused for a moment, wrinkling her nose. "You scare me sometimes, Grim." She deadpanned. "Now keep working or I'll limit your lunch." She attempted to adopt the power that mothers tended to have.
"Yeah, fine." Grim stated dismissively, still in awe of the student that was distracting them. "Puttin' that aside... Who're you, now?" He asked the ginger haired boy.
The boy, in turn, gave an amused cackle before bowing playfully. "Name's Ace. I'm a first year student here, as of... today! Pleased to meetcha!"
"I'm Grim! I'm a prodigy who's plannin' to be, like, the greatest mage who ever lived." Grim hopped up to one of the statues' pedestals, returning a wonky looking bow. He then gestured to Yuu dismissively. "That there's my far less interesting hench-human." This little shi- Yuu's mouth opened, a look of offense marring her facial features.
"Yuu. My family calls me Yuu or Pita. Other people just call me Yuu." She introduced herself, nodding at Ace.
"'Yuu?' Huh. Name's got an odd ring to it." He stated, something in his eyes unsettling the young, pregnant woman.
"Just so you know, I'm not anyone's hench-anything. As a matter of fact," She began, glaring at Grim, who simply ignored her. "I am the one in charge of the cat-gremlin." The way Grim snapped his neck to look at her was almost comical as his eyes lidded and his little mouth opened indignantly.
"Hmph! Rude." Grim grumbled before returning all his attention to Ace. Yuu rolled her eyes, zoning out as she allowed the familiar feel of sweeping take her away from the current suspicious conversations.
With Grace, she gathered any dust and dirt, remembering her past fiance, and how they'd met. She had been tasked to help another guy with sweeping after a Senior prank gone wrong when they were Sophomores. It was stupid, but she'd been glad the two had been placed together. She forced down the pang in her heart.
Focus on the conversation. I can't let them see me cry. She thought to herself, zoning back in. She looked at Ace's demeanor change, as if he were gearing up for something. He explained the story behind the statue of the horned woman to a very animated Grim.
"Ooh. a dragon! What all monsters yearn to be!" Grim bounced excitedly like a toddler.
"Pretty cool, huh? Not like some piddling weasel." The malicious intent was sudden, but not surprising. Yuu prepared to hit both of them, clutching the broom in both hands. This... this is gonna be a long day. 
Chapter 10
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Pretty cool answers, got some more questions ;)
1: in a earlier post I retweeted, you said Chris tried to try out for the basketball team & got rejected, how come he got rejected & did Jake cheered him up?
2: what’s their favorite movie out of millions of them; what’s the one movie they chose for like family movie night every time?
3: what’s their personalities like?
4: do they like to watch wrestling? If they like WWE, which era do they like?
5: silly question, when sneaking into a place, do they slap each other on the butt & say ladies first?
6: do they have an OCs?
7: not really a question but one of your OCs is a evil kid kryptonian & I can see his appearance as Lor-Zod of prime earth with the half long hair & buzzcut on the other side.
All too happy to answer them in turn my friend @gothicghost2000 ;-)
1. Well, ironically Chris has his red solar watch on during the trials to play as fair and normal as the other players trying out were. The thing is without his secret powers to help him standout, the coach deemed Chris’ performance too bland and by the books when his team needed players who brought some flair and even slightly dirty tricks to their style of play.
Hence came Chris being ultimately passed over and him having to go to Bomp N’ Stomp to drown out his sorrows with ice cream. Thankfully after Jake found out about this, he remembered some words of encouragement and consideration his Uncle Vic gave him back them after his first ever attempt in joining a team. He tells his best friend that what ultimately matters is that he plays the best he can, powers or not, and to never give up playing only because the coach tells him to with harsh words. Chris smiles at that remark and maybe either later that day or the following day, the two visit the park for an all out game between them at the courts.
2. Both Chris and Jake absolutely cannot pass up the chance for watching Star Wars III Revenge of the Sith, The Incredibles I or Godzilla King of the Monsters (2019) if either happen on playing on TV. As for movies for family nights, Chris and Jake would regularly suggest any of those choices, especially The Incredibles though individually, Chris can pick out any of the MCU films, especially Thor Ragnorak while Jake goes with a less than traditional choice of more ‘mature’ selections including but limited to The Waterboy, The Interview (2014) and even if Dick can permit, the ever so infamous Wicked Scary series. The latter only if Jake promises not to eat anything too heavy as they watch for a combo of that and the movie equals real bad nightmares.
3. Chris I imagine is more reserved, not as much talkative as his brothers, often trying to shy away from situations like here he doesn’t feel confident can result in good, likes his privacy during slower moments, has an almost innate fear of being sent away and rejected by his family for any tiny mistake he can make but nonetheless does good whoever he can, selfless, brave when faced against insurmountable odds, can have a jovial side when next to friends and loved ones, in particular Jon and Jake, feels authentically proud when he does something good, and above all else is a bright, likable kid who you can’t see a true once of bad in
Then there’s Jake. Unlike his most boisterous, lively and outspoken Big Sister, he’s relatively more reserved and laid back. Often being more observant of his surroundings and curious about many things which he feels are important, Jake doesn’t give up on finding answers to those questions no matter how long he feels the need to wait for their answering. Thankfully he’s a patient and understanding sort who can see from others’ viewpoints and comes to his conclusions once he has enough to go off from. Other than that, he’s very cooperative with his allies of all sorts. He’s usually a natural born partner rather than a leader but he’s competent and skilled in whatever task he’s given. He also never truly compromises on his beliefs and goals in life as a superhero, always striving to find other ways around seemingly impossible situations and choices even against the most heinous and vile of villains. He’s also kind at heart, compassionate, optimistic and hardworking on whatever needs to be done. He’s overall what you can conceivably call an ultimate sidekick, a moniker he can reasonably be proud of though don’t call him the perfect Robin, that honor goes to both his Father and above all elseX his Uncle Tim(my) Drake
4. Oh Me Oh My they certainly do and while they have their respective issue with that company, the Duo do like WWE, at least in terms of the stories and the performers who do such. Beyond any doubt, both Chris and Jake are in solid agreement of the rather raunchy Attitude Era from 1996 to 2001 being their favorite ones. As for their favorite wrestlers, two stand out, The Undertaker and Mankind from Late 1998 to 2000.
5. Nah, they’re simply too young for that stuff lol. They be confused if someone asked them that directly
6. If you mean like character they create themselves when being artistic; they have created something of a parody superhero who gains his powers from Apple pies and duels with a robot supervillain in comics they write and draw together, then give to some of their friends at school. Of course inspired by Captain Underpants
7. That……makes a lot of sense why. I originally had in mind Vla Bol having a Blond Buzzcut Haistyle with steel cold blue eyes, a scar on his right cheek, decked out in a militaristic private’s outfit with his Logo (an X with differing colors per two arms, upper left and lower right in black and upper right and lower left in green) on an armband on his right arm, and finally on his belt, tags that belong to his fallen comrades. But the Rebirth design for Lor Zod being applied if plausible lol
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I need to gush about this Devil’s Candy side character
Okay. So, Devil’s candy is a webcomic on hiveworks. It’s about a world of devil’s which is a shorthand for basically aything mythologically monstrous (also generally humanoid) here. It’s also about a boy imp who’s biological project is a person. It’s good. This post is not specifically about why this comic is good.
This post IS about Echo! A sidecharacter, first appearing in an intermission chapter (that’s chapter 9, 8 being the end to a big arc). This is her.
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She’s a longlimbed wolf creature with starlight in her hair. She looks incredibly cool. But what I love most about her is her framing.
ALLOW ME TO EXPLAIN! This will take a while.
Like I said we’re in a world of monsters. Our main characters are also monsters. However our main characters are, comparitively, weak. An imp, a fish guy with half skin invisble (you’ll see), a satyr that looks a lot cooler than he is and a vampire that limits his blooddrinking and through that his power. The strongest people in our squad so far are a cyclops girl and the biology project.
What’s important is 1) the fish/invisble skin guy called Nemo is not strong and 2) the intermission chapter is his chapter. Out of his perspective.
Got it? Great enough preamble. Back to Echo. This is her introduction:
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Monstrous. And then you have the next page, that I already showed and you see a dapper young lady. And you’re like: Okay author. You got me. You got me thinking this was the big bad wolf.
But see, they did get you.
Nemo is as surprised as you are that she’s suddenly in his bathroom, but he shakes it off pretty quick and they have an amicable exchange. He needs to go to her house, because his dad pushes of PI work on him or something. Unimportant. The important thing is this happens:
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And you’re like Oh does he have a little crush? So far in the comic Nemo (and yes, that is him, see through until water remember) has never really looked shy or flustered like this. And we’ve seen him pretty often.
And then she says: “You’ve got me thinking of frog legs... And I say that in the fondest way.“ And he reacts like this:
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And you’re like wait. Is he afraid of her? Does he think she’ll eat him? Is that why he’s so uncharacteristically shy? And...
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Yeah. She’s a big wolf and he’s a small fish. He may not run away at sight. But maybe his screaming and suddenly falling on the floor upon her suddenly appearing wasn’t only about the suddeness.
Anyway, they get to her house, she introduces him to her friends, the school’s literature club, they go into the office, they find a decapitated head.
Everyone’s terrified. Except... no. Only Nemo is terrifed. The others are pretending. And Nemo notices.
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He thinks they’re gonna eat him and they’re not doing super much to reassure him that they won’t. Echo specifically.
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She’s always shown from so low. It makes sense. Nemo is small and she is hella tall. But there’s more to it, it’s not that they’re always shown side by side and Nemo is a dwarf. She’s towering over him. She leans over him, closely even as it unnerves him. Often she’s just a silhouette of starlight, a monster you’re too scared to even look at directly. Whenever she’s in focus, so are her claws. So are her teeth.
Anyway, he figures out part of it all, specifically the part where they are all duping him.
He runs.
And Echo pursues.
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And let me tell you, she certainly looks like the big bad wolf.
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Her shape is beastly, she moves not only faster but in a way where she seems to not be bound to space. She catches him with one claw that covers his entire upper body.
She breathes starlight and tells him that he can’t run away. He has to make it to the end of the story.
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And then Nemo hits you with this out of nowhere:
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Which frankly slots in more with what’s cool about this comic than just Echo, so uh, topic of another post.
Anyway, look at Echo again. A scary silhouette. And when she’s not her teeth come out. Her eyes are only shown when it would be scary.
Anyway, she’s a good person. Her father and Nemo’s dad set this up as a birthday gift for her (she enjoys mystery novels). She saves our protagonists in a later chapter in a really cool way, where again she seems to be the only one (beside the attacking villain) not entirely bound to space and time.
And this is such a long explanation to say... this is new to me. I have never seen a female character, human/monster/demon/angel or whatever, shown like this. When a female character terrifies a male main character there’s always something else about it. Sometimes it’s comedic, a cute girl that has a scary look in her face or something. Usually it’s seductive, a woman dominatrix kind, whose actions are more about turning on the reader than the male character in question.
Echo has none of that. She’s an elegant character, who doesn’t so much switch into a beastly mode as much as you think she already is one all the time. She’s framed as someone who has the potential to always be terrifying. At any moment, though it wouldn’t be a snap-decision for her. And she doesn’t do much to dispel the notion, no over the top apologies about scaring anyone and it almost looks like she enjoys the occasional scaring. When Nemo asks her if she eats frogs, she says “Not the cute ones” and at the end when he asks whether ‘really‘ no one is going to be eaten she says “Only if you want to.“
But it’s very much the framing. She doesn’t say a lot of threatening things, but the few things she does say is lingered on. And since it’s all out of Nemo’s perspective and he is, of all our protagonist, the one with the most functional  self-preservation instinct, we see her as very much dangerous.
In conclusion: I love her! She’s great. I stan. etc. etc.
Side-note: not sure if the comic is going for them as a pairing. Like I said, she’s very much a side-character and there are other side-characters that appear more and also I guess Nemo has comparitively the most possible romantic interests mentioned (he already made out with someone in chapter 1 technically), but I mean if this dynamic was gender-switched it would be very much like vampire romance stories, wouldn’t it? The Male Lead being somewhat scary even to the main character, even though he wouldn’t actually hurt her? I kinda like them. Unless proven otherwise, I am interpreting Nemo as being a little bit into her, if also still quite a bit terrified.
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