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claimedcrossbows · 8 months

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Served! Sanji x Fem!reader

Slight anime spoilers/foreshadowing.

This is OPLA Sanji though.

You were laid down in your quarters trying to keep the vomit down after you had been sick the entire night. Your head was killing you and you were simply not ready for whatever chaos was happening downstairs, but you had a kitchen to run, so you slowly got dressed, and slowly made your way downstairs to absolute anarchy.

“Y/n! We’re out of crawfish and it’s tonight's specials!” Your little sister says immediately approaching you.

“How did we run out of crawfish?” You groaned.

“Rasha forgot to order more and the nearest port ship is still a day away.” She explains frantically.

“Substitute it for lobster in the mac and cheese, and 86 the Crawfish Etouffe Balls.” You demanded hoarsely your vocal chords still fried from vomitting all night.

“Y/N are you okay? You look awful.” Your sister says looking at your haggard appearance and your overall sweaty pale face.

“Great, now go do as I told you, and make it quick rumor has it a critic is dining with us tonight!” You say the last part loud enough to attract your team of cooks attention.

“YES CHEF!” A chorus of voices ring out as you nod and all but wobble your way to the fridge for some much needed seltzer water.

Of all the days for one of the most known critics on the grandline to come pay your restaurant a visit it just had to be today when you could barely stand up right.

Fortunately for you you had a great team of chefs under your command as you watched them all hurry about prepping and making numerous dishes that looked about as masterful as could be.

You were by far one of the best restaurants on the grandline, your restaurant resided on a small beach in a lighthouse where many ships sailing by frequented your restaurant when they were in need of a good meal and conversation.

And you were no doubt one of best female chef’s the grand line had ever seen.

At just age 7 you had won your local cooking competition taking home a wonderful gift basket of exotic spices that had eventually lead you to your well known name of The Spice Queen.

You specialized in Cajun styled cooking, but you could cook just about anything in any style, you were well versed in cuisine having read numerous cookbooks throughout your life, you even knew quite a few special recipes to help revitalize sailors who were in need of more than just a flavorful meal.

Many pirates sought you out after large scaled battles that left them in tatters, if anyone asked any of those pirates what saved their lives and healed their wounds, they would name you.

Which is how you got your second name, as The Crock Pot Doc.

Yep, one taste of your special famous soup was said to cure a man on his death bed.

But none of that mattered if you couldn’t pull off a perfect dinner service tonight of all nights. You had to make sure this critic was absolutely blown away and you weren’t about to let a little food poisoning stop you.

So you chugged your seltzer water and began mincing and julienning veggies.

That was until a loud bang echoed throughout the entire lighthouse followed by a bunch of screaming and crying.

You quickly put down your knife and made it to the dining area where you absolutely could not believe your eyes at what had unfolded before you.

“WE NEED THE CROCK POT DOC, BRING THEM,PLEASE HURRY!” A man in a straw hat yellled looking around the room of patrons and chefs who had also exited the kitchen to see what was happening.

You stepped forward trying to process the sight before you, a group of pirates had barged into your restaurant all with desperate faces and who you could only assume was the captain carrying a orange haired woman who looked to be on the brink of death.

“I’m her, what the hell is going on??” You asked trying to wrap your head around this and the current state of your dining room that has been nearly destroyed by their barging in.

The straw hat man hastily made his way toward you carrying the woman with desperate eyes.

“I’m Monkey D. Luffy, and you have to save my friends life.” He said shakily but with a determination you could respect.

You laughed in disbelief, this man trashes your dining room on a special night and expects you to just save his friends life??

“And why would I do that?” You scoff looking at the state of the girl who looked worse than you felt.

“Because I’m the man who will be king of the pirates, and I promise I will pay you whatever you need and more if you save Nami’s life.” He says unwavering.

A few of your cooks scoff and laugh, “King of the pirates? This kid?” One of your cooks laughs.

You frown, “I don’t work for free, especially not when I have a important critic frequenting my restaurant tonight, there’s a doctor village not to far from here maybe a day’s travel at the Drum Kingdom-”

“She doesn’t have a day!” Luffy stresses.

Your frown deepens, your about to protest before a wave of nausea makes you wince. “Look I don’t have time for this I’m sorry but you need to leave-”

“Madam.” A voice behind this so called Captain Luffy rings out and you look past the kid and sees a tall blonde man in a black suit stepping forward, his face tense but gentle as he addressed you. “I understand your busy, but she will die if she doesn’t receive some kind of medical attention and I hear your not only one of the best cooks on these seas, but your cooking even rivals most medicines prescribed by doctors.” He says as he walks up to you.

“And you are?” You ask raising a skeptical brow.

“Sanji, The best cook in all of the east blue and maybe the world Mam’.” He says confidently as he shoots you a wink.

You immediately laugh, “Wow you have a lot of nerve to say that to my face.”

His face drops as he immediately shakes his head, “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend you I just-”

“Well you wouldn’t be a good cook if you weren’t cocky, so there must be some talent behind your words.” You say crossing your arms. “Your Sanji, Chef Zeff’s prodigy I assume.” You say watching his eyes widen.

A small smirk crosses his lips, “Ah, so you’ve heard of me madam?” He says flirtatiously.

“Yeah, I heard a flirty handsome chef trained by Chef Zeff himself has been making his name in the culinary world as one of the best chef’s out here.”

“Oh really?” He says his smile widening.

“Yeah, but it looks like they only got the flirty part right.” You smirk back watching his face drop.

“Sanji’s the best cook on the grandline!!” Luffy immediately defends.

“Yet he can’t make a healing dish?” You interject.

Luffy grunts in annoyance, “Look we don’t have time for this Nami’s dying will you help us or not!?” He shouts angrily.

“N-”

“You say a food critics coming tonight right?” Sanji suddenly says.

You turn to him and nod, “Yes and I need to get ready-”

“You look sick, how do you expect to impress a critic and you can barely stand up right?” He asks staring directly into your eyes.

“How the hell do you know i’m sick?” You questioned.

“I know when a lady’s suffering.” He says gently.

You didn’t know how to respond to that so you just let him continue.

“So how about a deal, I help lead your cooks tonight and pull off an exsquisit meal to impress the critic, and you in turn heal my friend?” He says.

“And what makes you think you can make any of my dishes East Blue Boy?” You challenge, honestly intrigued by the cockiness of this man.

“I’m a fast learner mam, just give me a sample of what needs to be cooked and i’ll make it.” He says.

You were about to deny this foolish request until the sounds of numerous peoples stomachs gurgling suddenly caught your attention.

“Uhhhggg, Chef Y/N we don’t feel so good.” One your top chefs say holding their stomachs.

“Neither do I.” Chef Rasha groans.

“Oh no..” Another chef groans running out the room and into the bathroom.

“I feel fine?” Your little sister says looking at you in disbelief as more and more chefs ran out the room in distress as you watched your customers quickly flee out the front door.

You couldn’t believe this..your entire staff had contracted food poisioning.

You look between Luffy and the dying woman and then back at Sanji as your stomach churned even more.

Uhg.

“Fine, but my little sister will be your sous chef, she’s basically the mini version of me so listen to her directly got it?” You say approaching the blonde man who’s flirtatious smile made its way back onto his face.

“Anything you say Madam-’ ”And please stop with the Madam, Call me Chef, Y/N.”

“Chef Y/n, beautiful name, fits a beautiful woman.” He says.

Your stomach churns again as you quickly grab your little sisters chef hat and proceed to heavily vomit directly into it.

“Wow Sanji, your flirting literally made her vomit.” A man says placing a pitiful hand on his shoulder.

“Shut it Usopp!” Sanji hisses. “I’m going to have my friends help me considering your now understaffed, is that okay?” He asks looking at your concerningly handing you a handkerchief from his suits pocket.

“Fine, but don’t let that one” You say pointing to luffy. “Anywhere near the food.” You say getting a strange vibe from the straw hat boy just from the way he was eyeing your customers abandoned plates of food they had left.

“Trust me, I wasn’t.” He admits.

“Fine its a deal.” You say reaching out your clammy shaky hand that he immediately picks up and kisses.

Your face contorts into disgust as you take your hand back, just who did you let in your kitchen??

Hey guys wanted to do a little Sanji One shot I think this will be a two parter but I thought it would be so cool if Sanji met another incredibly talented chef who just so happened to be a woman right before we meet Chopper at the Drum Kingdom arc!!

#sanji vinsmoke #sanji #opla sanji x reader #sanji x y/n #one piece sanji #one piece #monkey d. luffy #one piece nami

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kingjulienxiii · 1 year

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Willie the shaman ? Are you sure his name is Willie?- More analysis on Willie. Shaman windwalker Willie!

My moots know that William is my sweetheart I love him so much. We all know that he has something to do with being a grim reaper or shaman, which the real Madagascar is not in short of.

We see Willie alive and kicking among the souls of the dead, which is the base of the theory of him being the grim reaper. Inorder to support it I have some additional points.

🧡 Willie cannot die : In the episode pineapple of my eye, Willie is eaten by a foosa. He returns alive and asks king Julien if he should pull out the small rock under a big rock and when KJ said yes he pulled it and the rock fell on top of him. Still he's alive. Whereas other animals who get eaten by foosas don't come back. Magic Steve was eaten by a crocodile and he died. So did all the souls that were present with Willie at the pineapple court. I think that scene is enough to show us that Willie is exceptional. He has some sort of power he's unaware of.

🧡 He's seen as badluck: First of all, he calls out "we're all gonna die" and everyone starts running. It's the natural instinct of a lemur but for the sake of the theory I'm brushing that aside. None the less, the other lemurs behave as if Willie can see death beforehand and they run.

In an episode where they're all in a raft, Tammy says that Willie is cursed. She could have picked him randomly as the one who's responsible for breaking the sail of their little ship.

Again Horst is skeptical about him. In the episode where king j erected a wall, Horst said that Willie is the enemy of their kingdom. "You always want us to die" that's how Horst interpreted Willie's cries.

So the lemurs around him see him as badluck.

🧡He has family issues: In the episode where king Julien is substituted with his dummy Julien, Willie approaches the king with his problem and before entering the cockpit, he tells Maurice that a family feud has been going on for generations. I'm not sure how to interpret this but one thing is, Willie isn't that much close to his family. Yet he wants to solve his family's problems. Maurice didn't let him finish and so we don't know more about this family feud. Also it has been going on for generations, either he heard it from the elders or he's been there since the beginning of lemur civilization like Mort. An immortal being. I know, I exaggerated.

In the episode where Golden Julien is introduced, Willie has tea with Butter fish.

He says that drinking tea feels like getting a hug from an emotionally distant parent! From this we could infer that Willie is not close to his parents. I wonder if they cast him away because, in the episode in which king Julien and others give offerings to Frank, Willie arrives with a tin can. He's that much poor so that makes me think that he's living alone.

Yes alone. In the episode where Mort is looking for King Julien's replacement, Willie volunteers, saying "finally, someone to scream we're all gonna die with". Poor thing.

Then there's this. I don't know how to analyse this. One thing I understand Is his life is sad. He's trying to improve it but his plan (whatever it is) is not working.

I think he has a relative that looks like him and behaves like him. I wrote about it here ☮️ we can't understand maybe because he lives in the spiritual world.

So what if his family sees him as badluck too and they cast him away? Or maybe he just started living on his own, who knows.

🧡His name is Willie....but...:

We know that his name is Willie but what if it's not? Because of this.

"They never spell my name right". Perhaps I'm overthinking again, cos Willie doesn't correct anyone when he's called. Maybe the lemur who wrote his name on the cup was illiterate but another scene from an early episode shows that not all of them are illiterate

🧡Shaman windwalker Willie: we all know that All Hail king Julien has a lot of references and I found a book reference for Willie. That is, "The Shaman windwalker" by the author '"Willie' windwalker Gibson". It is his own life portrayed in the story. The protagonist can see spirits and other creatures that others Cannot see. Therefore, people have trouble understanding him! Check it out. ☮️

That's it for today. Thank you for reading! 🧡🧡🧡

#all hail king julien #king julien #ahkj #willie #ahkj willie #all hail king Julien willie #DreamWorks #Madagascar #cartoon #netflix #DreamWorks Madagascar #spirits #shaman #witch doctor #ahkj maurice #ahkj mort #ahkj clover #ahkj pancho

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lennon-cuddlywump · 11 months

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More Dragon’s Rising Headcanons

Based on some chats I had with @fires-of-ninjago . Hidden for spoilers of course

Dr Julien was not only from Imperium, but the hidden monastery was where he got the idea to build Zane. That pod right in the center was intended for a nindroid after all, to keep him in stasis if anyone were to threaten the prototype.

He was just working out on the field when he encountered an injured, elderly dragon named Zenith. A Source Dragon, barely any energy left in him. Dr Julien had a massive energy orb built in hopes for him to recover, although a little energy made it into a power core the scientist had been working on for a while now.

Beatrix (Or Bea-Bea as he affectionately calls her) was shocked to find a legendary dragon just below Imperium, even moreso that Julien managed to harness its energy to use as power source. She began to wonder if Zenith would be enough to give power to an entire city, enough for street lights and to work some vehicles. But it wasn’t enough for her.

Dr Julien of course was appalled by the sight, he tried to convince his old partner that just one Source Dragon could already provide so much, but Beatrix wanted more. She wanted her city to be the most advanced in all the realms, now she knew where to get all the power they needed from. He had one last request from Zenith, to open a portal to a faraway realm.

He took his power core with him, unsure of what to use it for yet. Then again, he was getting lonely in this newly formed realm he escaped to.

#ninjago #ninjago dragon #dr julien

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deetealeaf · 30 days

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hi and welcome to my blog! stay awhile, if you'd like<33

this blog is a proclaimed @florsial fan blog!!!! anyone who dares to be rude or mean will be lightly murdered <3333

About me-

my name is dee! im alright with nicknames tho, so go ahead

im queer, i go by she/her but will adore you forever if you sprinkle in some they/them

im mostly unlabeled when it comes to sexuality and gender, but i do use certian labels to make it easier for others to understand

i am a cancer sun, child of apollo, hufflepuff if you're into that

i am i minor, please dont be wierd- i have a block button and im unafraid to use it :)

i love people, so talk to me if you'd like! dont be scared to start a convo<3

Things i like-

Music ->noah kahan, maisie peters, renee rapp, baby queen, beth mcarthy, conan gray, taylor swift, boygenius, lucy dacus, julien baker, hozier and tons more! but i mostly listen to specific songs, not specific artists.

Fandoms -> the marauders era, heartstopper, the batfam, harry potter(fuck jkr btw), percy jackson

Books -> one for all by lillie lainoff, frankenstein(tho im not done reading it), dracula, the perks of being a wallflower and so much more that im not remembering

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best ivan tag- tag for my lovely moot ivan<3

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My blog-

right now i only have this blog, which doesn't really have a theme, but ive been toying with the idea of a writing(vent tbh, not really writing) or art sideblog. ill tag it here if i do create it!!!

HAHAHAAH IVE DONE IT!!! I created an art blog, but if yall wanna find it, ill make a post or something :)) just ask!!

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have a wonderful day friend, and thanks for stopping by! i wish you the best<33

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dxppercxdxver · 1 year

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honest to god i nearly made myself weep with this one (it is! once again! that collaboration with @chiropteracupola)

light on (gone the rainbow, gone the dove)

The day Julien returned to France was much like any other.

Salt burned his lungs as he stood on the docks of Boston Harbor, sun struggling to find its way through the meager gaps in the cloud cover, and the snap of the canvas sails intermingled with the chatter of the crouds and the crashing waves into a pleasant drone. Julien clutched his bag tight, and watched a weather-beaten ship standing proud over the pier begin its long loading process.

“Enjoying the view?”

At first it was unclear that anyone was speaking to him in particular, but then Julien felt a gentle pinch at the fabric of his coat, and turned to see Judith Thornton standing beside him, unreadable expression on her face. The meager sunlight brought out thin veins of gold in her hair.

Julien sighed. “What are you doing here, cherie?”

“Well, when I woke up this morning, you were quite thoroughly disappeared from my home,” she replied, running her thumb over the embroidery on her sleeve hem, “and I wondered whereabouts you would have gone.” Grimacing, Judith at last turned to face him, cool blue eyes unyielding as steel. “It didn’t take long to find you.”

“Am I really that predictable?”

“You really are.”

Together, the two of them lapsed into a less than comfortable silence, watching the passersby with a calculated interestd. Well, Judith appeared to be watching the people; Julien was primarily watching her. He truly had not meant for her to know, had assumed it would have been easier to simply disappear. After all, she would be in far more trouble if he stayed, and he had duties elsewhere whose importance far superseded his affections for one woman and her as yet unborn son.

Of course, Judith had very quickly wedged her pretty satin shoe in the door of his plan, and here she was, glowering at the early morning sky. Curiously, her hand still found its way to Julien’s, and she clasped it gently, tapping his knuckles with gentle rhythm.

“Do you have to go?”

The question came completely expected, but Julien was still taken aback by the wave of shame that rose in his chest, battering his ribcage with a horrible insistence. There was no way he could reasonably be expected to stay, to raise a child with a woman whose husband had passed a man of honor, but still, a not insignificant part of him yearned to throw down his bags and carry Judith all the way back to her little shop on the square and fix her the breakfast she had clearly skipped to meet him here. Mystery would save her life, her reputation, but with the way she was looking at him, Julien knew he would never escape this woman cleanly. She had her hooks in him, and all he longed for was her tug on the wire.

“What would you have me do instead?” was all he had to say. Judith took a deep, shuddering breath, and squeezed his wrist.

“We never even gave him a name,” she murmured. Around them, the throngs were slowly funneling up the gangway, settling in for the journey ahead, and Julien’s pulse began to pound in his ears. There was so little time to choose, to explain everything he had never bothered to tell her, and now his ship out of Boston was getting ready to leave without him.

Whirling, Julien gripped Judith’s shoulders tightly, pristine fabric wrinkling under his gloved fingers.

“Promise me you will keep him safe,” he said insistently. “Raise him well.”

“What would you have me do instead?” Judith parroted, squirming under his grasp. “I am his mother, Julien, I cannot simply step away when the burden of a son is no longer convenient for me.” Her words rang like the peal of a bell, ricocheting throughout Julien’s body and echoing in perpetuity, and her fury was plain to all around.

“We both know this is for the best.”

“Have you considered I may not want the best anymore?” Chest heaving, Judith threw Julien’s arms off of her and stuck an accusatory finger to his chest. “I am sick of the best! My husband died, my sons have left me, and all I have left is you and this godforsaken shop!” She sniffed, swiping at her nose with a vicious fervor. “I have always had the best, but what if I want something for me?”

Julien stared. “My love, that will ruin you.”

“Do you think I am unaware?” Voice like ice, fire in her eyes, Judith pulled Julien into a vice-like embrace, mouth to his neck. “Stay with me, sweet. Please stay with me.”

With Judith’s heart hammering against his chest, breath ghosting over his neck, Julien wondered if he would ever find the strength to leave. He placed a feather-light hand against her back, looking out over the ocean, knowing how far they would drift, unsure how to leave, yet unable to remain.

“Je suis désolé,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Merci, ma petite chou-fleur.”

“What?”

But before Julien could lose himself in her face, lovely though streaked with tears, he snatched his bag off the docks and bolted toward the ship, every step of his boots against the wood a gunshot to his ears. Judith’s shrieking was almost lost to the noise of the crowd. And still, still, Julien refused to look back.

Only when they had lifted anchor and were well on their way did Julien face the pier, scanning for Judith in the crowd. He expected her to be furious, if she had even remained at all, but when he found her again, she bore nothing but a soft, mournful smile, waving a handkerchief he vaguely recognized as his own in the breeze.

Something awful was building in his stomach, clawing its way into his throat, longing to escape.

“Ma lune!” he found himself calling over the roar of the waves. “My father’s name was Jeremiah!”

Although it was highly unlikely Judith had heard him, she nodded nonetheless, and turned on her heel, disappearing into the sea of bodies cloaked in fine fabrics milling about, and grieving just the same.

“Promise me you will write!” Julien cried once more, but she was already gone, leaving him with nothing but the bitter sting of salt.

#leave it to me to get attached to a second string side character so much i cry about her #judith i love you so much #she is my everything to be sure #and i really do think about the tragedy of this love So Often #and how it parallels the love to come #judith.... sniper..... how it Informs.....#in a less serious tone: whoa he's bisexual! i didn't know that!#as for jeremiah being an aggressively english name i think he was either lying or his father immigrated to france #so take your pick #title is a combo of lyrics from light on by maggie rogers and the folk song johnny has gone for a solider #btw #flintlock fortress #team fortress 2 #the spy: julien laurent #the widower: judith thornton #my writing #radio free junebug

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skythealmighty · 2 years

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Julien Beaumont sat there, in the waiting room of the afterlife, for what seemed like eternity.

He’d tried using the radio, over and over again, trying to reach his home. Through universe after universe, he’d die, again, and go back to the waiting room. It would start to annoy him after a while, and then he’d remember home, France, and kept going. He couldn’t even see what he missed most on Earth anymore. He couldn’t see his mother holding out a hand for him to take, asking him “Are you going to keep me waiting, sunshine?” and he wanted to go with her, to have the peace she had too, but it was too late for him now. He was all alone.

He remembered his time on the Plane. He remembered Oscar and the others, everyone confused- him most of all, not able to understand half of what anyone was saying- at being suddenly taken from their lives. He remembered Oscar being the first to go home, and holding out hope that maybe, just maybe, he could go home too. But Airy had ended up wreaking havoc and crushing them all, maybe by accident, maybe not- he and the others were dead.

And he was the only one who stubbornly stayed.

He’d seen someone else, too. Once. A green backpack that he never caught the name of, who’s leg looked like it had been broken. He disappeared soon after, just out of thin air. He wondered if maybe he had imagined it.

After so long, he’d given up. He just sat there, hand on the radio. Then, out of nowhere, he saw the backpack again, coming up to him with purpose in his eyes. He sat silently as he explained something that he didn’t understand fully until...

“..San Francisco. You can use this number to go home.”

Home. Yes, that was something he’d been looking for once, hadn’t it? He studied the number and put all of his will to moving his hand to change the number, making sure it was correct all the way through. He couldn’t afford to mess this up.

The backpack told him something about lifting the radio antenna up. I already know how it works, he wanted to say, bitterly. I’ve tried it so many times I got sick of it. Instead he just lifted it, too tired to argue.

“Yeah, like that,” his saviour smiled, real and genuine.

“C’est... fini?” he asked, his eyes brimming with tears for the first time in what seemed like years.

“Now lift it up,” the backpack urged gently.

He wanted to smile, but he could barely bring himself to after years of nothing other than his loneliness and the feeling of despair. “Merci,” he whispered, letting himself finally rest back, mentally and physically.

The sun shone on his face over a sprawling river that looked like gold in the light, and he wept silently. He was home. Cars passed behind him. The metal felt real to the touch. He was really home.

“Merci,” he repeated again, softer this time, and smiled, tears running down his face.

#rocket talk #my writing #julien beaumont #hfjone julien #hfjone #yeah i did this for writing class #teacher lets us do this <3 #please reblog!!! it helps me a lot #liam plecak #liam hfjone #toothpaste hfjone #backpack hfjone #oscar hfjone

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imagines-babes · 1 year

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Shootout (Foolish)

Hey so why not 2 stories this week. This is the ending but hey you have met an old friend. Anyway I might do an Dream story next week or a C! George with c!God y/n. But who know. This week song is also, ‘Shootout’ by Izzamuzzic, Julien Marchal .

Part 1 Foolish list Masterlist

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After the house, Noah became distant with me. I would try to stand close but he only moved away. I just stared at him wondering why. For him he was is focusing on the marks on the trees trying to find this safe haven for us.

The first night hit, he insisted that he would stay up that night as I nod looking over at him. He sat close to me before we set up a little fire. ' what do you think it looks like?' I questioned him. ‘Well I think it looks what freedom and no worries feels like. That doesn't make sense does it?' He questioned as I shrugged giving a small laugh. 'Y/n,' he looks from the fire to me, 'if one of us gets bitten. We should promise each other that we will still live our life. Not just cry.' All I gave was sorrow eyes then nods. 'But we will tell each other if one of us gets bitten right,' I stared at Noah as he just stared down at the fire with a nod. 'Of course we will.'

By next day, the lines were becoming faint as for the walker started to come more frequently. We would shot as much as we can with the ammo we had. That was slowly going out so we had to find more quick and soon. The forest was cut short entering a town. A bunch of stores on just one street. My guess this was the Main Street. We tired to read the signs. But some words were missing. Noah held my hand as I followed his lead. We both walk to find an gun store. We both went our separate way holding up the guns making sure there isn't any walkers. I started to look around as I notice on one hall there was a tent. I slowly walked up to it as I looked behind me. To nothing walking backwards till I heard a rustle. 'Who's in there?' I started back to the tent using the Marshall to open the tent only to hear a gun click behind me. 'Now I want you to drop the Marshall and turn around' the voice. It was familiar yet the voice was a slight deeper than Noah. Slowly unloading the gun placing it on the floor. Turning to see the man cover everything but his eyes. His eyes were relax as he stared at me. Something with him was so familiar. 'Y/n?' He questioned as I nod. Then Noah called for my name as I answer. 'Luke' he gave a nod as I went up to hug him. Revealing his face. I held him tight as Noah looked at us then to his old friend. Hugging him aswell. 'How are you still here? In this place?' Luke answer our question. We told him we're he is heading. He agreed to join us.

Night two, approach us while we stayed in Luke tent. It wasn't big but we would all still sleep inside. The two kept talking about old memories with a smile escaping their face. For me I was falling asleep on Noah shoulder while hearing the two talk. 'How long have you two been something?' Luke questions as they glanced at y/n. 'Before the apocalypse, now it's just different. Living like the world is ending. Which it is but y/n. Y/n just makes it seem like we can face anything together with the world or not.' Noah stare at y/n with a smile. Luke stared at the two with a smile.

This is the day, we found the safe haven. Walking closer we noticed a bridge with the water underneath. Walking on it, the wood wasn't as sturdy as before. Slowly one by one made it off the bridge. The water started to pick up its pace. Noah was the last. He heard the groans from behind him as I load in my gun pointing at the walker.!'come on Noah we are alsmost there’ he gave a soft smile then look at Luke with a nod. Noah turned and shot one walker. Anyone could hear that shot. Luke put down the Marshall taking it out of my hands. Noah started to walk closer to us till another walker then another then another. ‘You have to go. Both of you’ he stared at me as I shake my head. ‘I’m not leaving you’ I stared at him as he pulled up his pants. The Walkers bite. I stared as it was taking over his leg. Slowly it was gonna take over his body. And he wouldn’t be the same Noah I knew. I wanted to say something but my face said it all. ‘ It happened before that White House. I was being careless and a walker came out of nowhere. I’m sorry y/n but you have to go.’ He pulled out something from his pocket. ‘I love you,’ I knew what he was gonna do. He gave a soft smile. ‘Live your life don’t morn over me too much alright,’ I gave a nod as Noah looked at Luke. His old friend. Luke wouldn’t admit it, but he was crying, he was losing a friend. ‘Take care of them,’ Luke nod. Turning his back as he walked a little further to only see the huge fence. ‘Y/n we found it.’ I turned my head to see the fence as some people outside. I wanted to stay but I knew Noah wouldn’t have let me. I stared back at him once more while he smiled at me giving a nod. I walked over to Luke not looking at Noah. I started to run to the people outside trying to get their attention. Only to hear in the background.

*Boom*

The water settled down. The bridge wasn’t there. Nor was he.

#x y/n #twitchstreamer #fanfic #mcyt x y/n #mcyt fanfiction #punz #mcyt foolish #foolish my beloved #dsmp foolish #zombie au #apocalypse #foolish gamers #foolish x reader #foolish x y/n

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lingerxng · 1 year

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devon couldnt sleep.

he hadn't had insomnia like this in a long time. hopefully it would solve itself when he got home, but with his luck lately? more meds. hooray.

he sat on the cement walkway outside the motel room, smoking far enough away from the door that it wouldn't get in. julien was still asleep, which was for the best; even three days later, he still looked like hot shit. better, but bruised and battered. no wonder devon had only seen him every few months before. he needed the time to recuperate. he still couldn't figure out how the union got away with sending people out to do shit like that without covering any kind of healthcare. given the name, it seemed pretty un-friendly to the people.

"hey."

he looked up, blinking at the other man. "did i wake you?"

"nah."

"liar."

julien huffed a laugh, wincing as he sat down next to devon. "wouldn't be the first time."

he didn't know how to respond to that. no, that was a lie-- he knew how he *wanted* to respond to that, but he held his tongue. he'd been snapping at enough people lately, he didn't need to snap at julien, too.

"you're *brooding*."

devon scoffed. "who am i, edward cullen?"

"sure are pale enough."

"ouch." he took another drag of the cigarette, focusing on the burn and pull instead of... everything else.

julien bumped his shoulder. "you good?"

he breathed out smoke. "no."

"you wanna talk about it?"

he shrugged. "i dunno what to say."

"try me."

he thought for a moment, tapping ash out on the ground next to him. "you remember puberty?"

julien blinked. "i mean. i try not to."

"yeah, but like--" devon waved vaguely. "it sucked, yeah? everything was changing, and you were so angry and confused, and everyone else was making it out like it was no big deal even though it was your entire world for months."

"yeah, i guess." his head tilted. "wizard stuff?"

devon nodded. "wizard stuff. this is basically puberty number three. because i just wasn't fucked up enough." he shook his head, sticking the butt back in his mouth, if only for an excuse to not talk anymore.

julien wasn't having it. "okay, well. what're you gonna do about it?"

"i was planning on ignoring it for the rest of my life."

his face fell flat. "d."

"i know," he sighed, rubbing an aggravated hand over his face. "i just..." he laughed. "you have no idea how much this sucks, dude."

"maybe not." he shrugged. "but someone probably does." when devon scoffed, he added, "what, you think you're the only person in the history of the world who fate decided was special?"

"can we stop calling me special."

"...yeah, sure." there was a beat, then julien leaned over to bump their shoulders together. "i don't have answers for you. i know that's not what you wanna hear, but... i don't think anyone is gonna have a satisfactory answer, man."

blinking, devon looked up. "what?"

julien looked... uncomfortable. "look, you... you like things to be binary, i guess. things are, or they aren't. yes or no. so... it kinda makes sense that you're like, not dealing well with the whole fate thing, right?"

"what do you mean?" he could hear the bristley tone in his voice, but he never had liked being told about himself.

julien held up his hands defensively. "woah, hey, i'm just theorizing here. i don't know shit about fate or magic or any of this. but... you can *do* things with fate, right? change it or whatever?"

"kinda, yeah."

"well." he started counting off on fingers. "first of all, i can't imagine you're happy about it existing at all. you like being able to choose for yourself. so you're probably freaking out that fate is playing a hand in your life at all."

"and second?"

"you're trying to force things to stay the same. it's like... like you got in a turn lane, and you're angry that the road isn't going straight." his hand dropped when he turned to meet devon's eye. "you gotta stop fighting it. see where it takes you. might be good."

"might be shit."

"one way to find out."

devon stared at julien, more than a little stunned at being read so easily. "...who said you could be so smart, anyway?"

he grinned. "what? i'm not allowed to be insightful?"

"didn't think you knew what that word meant."

"oh, fuck you." he stood, groaning slightly, and offered devon a hand. "c'mon. i'm exhausted from laying in bed all day."

devon sucked down the last of his cigarette and ground it out, blowing smoke into the night air. "yeah, your life is so hard. you know i stopped a madman two days ago?" he took julien's hand, pulling himself up.

"cry me a river." still holding devon's hand, he pulled him back into the room.

#devlien #devon #julien #writing

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fatetcrn · 1 year

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So I was wondering WHAT IF Felix had a son. No, wait, please listen... he would result of a dalliance / whirlwind affair during his time in Orlais before the Darkspawn attack. And so I started Thinking:

FULL NAME: Julien Chapdelaine later Alexius BIRTH DATE: The 9th day of Ferventes ( Justinian ), 9:33 Dragon. AGE: 11 at the time of the Exalted Council in 9:44 GENDER: Male ( he / him / his ) SPECIES: Human ETHINCITY: Tevinter / Orlesian NATIONALITY: Orlesian BIRTHPLACE: Orlais HOMETOWN: Wine estate outside Val Chevin. FAMILY: Raised by Lady Margot Rousseau's sister and her husband as their own. His real parentage kept secret. Siblings: Two younger half sisters cousins. RELIGION: Raised as a devout Andrastian LANGUAGES: Primarily Orlesian and Trade Tongue. Later Tevene. AFFILIATION: The White Spire OCCUPATION: Apprentice CLASS: A very promising and powerful mage SPECIALIZATION: Selected to train as a Knight Enchanter conjuring any number of blades, swords and daggers, though he is not a fighter ( later would develop a strong talent and preference for healing and a desire to be a Spirit Healer instead but ends up training as both ) GENERAL APPEARANCE:

Looks remarkably like his father which often fueled rumours in certain unremarkable corners of Orlesian society that couldn't be substantiated or denied. HEIGHT: 4"11"( and growing ) WEIGHT: 90lbs BUILD: tall, slight, gangly and a little awkward FACECLAIM: Cody Molko

PERSONALITY: Polite and well-mannered though mischievous and and almost recklessly adventurous ( always pushing boundaries ). Still young and innocent and optimistic in his outlook on life but as he grows up he becomes more guarded and calculating. Shows signs of being ambitious and competitive though he has his fathers compassion and empathy. NOTABLE QUIRKS / TRAITS: terrible at math, magic comes as second nature to him, great with animals, likes to climb things, hide, avid reader VIRTUES: intelligent, curious, gentle, gregarious, determined VICES: cunning, unforgiving, hasty, quick to judge, layered GENERAL OUTWARD DEMEANER: cheerful, friendly, inquisitive

HISTORY: His mother, Margot Rousseau was a daughter of an Orlesian merchant of lesser nobility with modest influence and considerable wealth. She was a promising artist and writer and a fiery and independent spirit that her parents though they could tame by betrothing her to a Chevalier from a prestigious noble line.

Felix met her in early 9:32 Dagon through her brother who he studied with. Felix and Margit instantly fell in love and their romance, while a discretely kept secret, was wildly passionate, lasting several months. However, it wasn't long before she fell pregnant. When her family found out they were furious and she was forbidden to see Felix ever again. To protect her from scandal, she was sent on a "pilgrimage " but went to stay with her older sister who lived far out in the country on a sprawling wine estate called Chateau Chapdelaine not far from Val Chevin. In the summer of Dragon 9: 33 she gave birth to a boy who is a splitting image of his father. It was decided that he would be raised by Margot's sister as her own as they had never been able to have children themselves. He was named Julien Chapdelaine.

Felix only ever met his new born son once, briefly and in secret. He held Julien for as long as he could, never having loved anyone as much before, then or after. Margot chose to honor her families wishes and was soon to be married. Felix was devastated at this and more so at the prospect of never being able to see his son again. He left his heirloom pendent with the Alexius Crest with Margot. and they never saw or heard from each other again. Margot did get word of the Darkspawn attack and was told Felix had died and she had to grieve in silence. In 9:40, age 7, shortly after he started showing signs of strong magical talent, he is sent to the White Spire to begin his training. ADDITIONAL INFO: Julien adapts well as can be to the Circle and is an exceptional mage who is one of the very few being prepared for his training as a Knight Enchanter of which he shows immense potential. He is quiet and stays out of trouble and mostly out of the Templars scrutiny He looks very much like his father and shares many of his little unconscious mannerisms and habits. He speaks Trade tongue and many other languages almost fluently but often lapses back into Orlesian which he finds easiest to express himself. When Julien is ald enough he will track down the origin of the insignia and discovers who his real father is and what had happened. With the help of a certain Pavus, he finds that his father had left him everything he needs to restore the Alexius name and eventually take his seat on the Magisterium.

#this is dumb idek #but it is now part of my canon so!!!!#is so inundated with work atm i can't even think straight sooo have my ramblings #my shouts into the void

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*There are no photos with this chaper. They were to adult in nature and couldnt be shared*

~ Chapter 2: Reynard

Im not trying to confuse anyone but its a must that we dont introduce Gino just yet. So, yes we are still at the point in our story just after Julien meets Armani.. Julien's phone buzzed. It was Reynard messaging him.

'Hey my treasure I will be home in about an hour. Im bringing dinner. I cant wait to see you' Julien responded 'Oooh wonderful. I will take a nice bubble bath while I wait on you. By the way what are we having for dinner.. xoxo' His phone lights up again.. 'Chinese from that place you like.. and yes theres a huge order of that shrimp toast you love.. I love how soft your skin is after you get out of the bath. Cant wait to run my hands.. and my tongue over every inch of it.. See you soon'.

Julien's body tingled after reading that. He started his bath and added his favorite bubble bath to it, lights a couple candles, and turned off the lights. He took off his clothes to get in and his phone lights up again. He giggled and wondered what Reynard was up too but to his surprise it wasnt Reynard. Armani's name flashed on his screen and there was a photo. A very sexy photo. He was nude in his bed, legs open, jelly dong in hand. Message read 'Wish this was you'. There was a huge full length mirror in the bathroom and Julien instantly got aroused seeing the photo and reading the message. So he stood in front of the mirror and posed in the most innocent fashion he could muster while still showing every inch of himself. The tub full of bubbles visible in the background. 'Will be touching myself in the bath. Do you want to watch?'

He slipped into the tub and set his bath tray up and pushed it as far back as he could. His phone buzzed with a video call request and he answered it. Armani's bed was visible and within a couple of seconds his full body came into view. "Hey stranger. Of course I want to watch. Lets do this" So, they did. Not a word was exchanged as they watched each other with hungry eyes. Julien just did manage to cum into his bath water when he heard Reynard's voice come up the stairs. "Im home" "Shit" he said and knocked the phone off the holder, barely keeping it from landing in the bath water. Then ended the call suddenly. Armani texted him asking what happened and he responded saying he would tell him later. He cleaned himself up and rushed downstairs in just his robe!

Reynard noticed that he looked a little flustered so he asked. "Whats up with you? You look like a kid who just caught with their hand in the cookie jar… Omg you were yanking it in the bath werent you?'' "Yes, I was. You caught me" "Naughty..Naughty.. You know you are supposed to wait on me". "Well.. I wanted our fun to last twice as long. So if you think about it. I was actually being really considerate". Reynard just laughed. "Well then lets eat so we can get to our twice as long fun. I expect at least three hours out of you tonight. I think I will put you on the rack and whip that bouncy ass of yours. What do you think of that?" "I do deserve a whipping or two"

Julien sat some plates down on table and started opening up the containers of chinese food. He found the shrimp toast and popped a piece in his mouth.

"I could just eat this and be happy" "I know you could. Thats why I bought a second order so you could have some tomorrow too" He squealed with delight and tossed his arms around his husband. "How did I get so lucky. Shrimp toast and a spanking?" "Two spankings" replied Reynard. They ate their dinner chatting about their weekend. Reynard careful not to give away any intimate details of what he did with the other husband and Julien obviously never mentioning Armani. Reynard mostly said things like 'We visited such and such and ate and such and such', very light on the details. Julien did say he went out and went to a night club but he went with his friend Christopher. Christopher knows Reynard. Dated Reynard at one point in time actually so he knows how he is. Thats why hes willing to cover for Julien.

Anyways.. This chapter was supposed to be a true introduction to Reynard and I ended up doing everything but that. Or did I? Maybe you understand him better now. At least let me tell wrap this up with the promised spankings and the wrack. Cant tease you with it and not give it to you can I? Julien loads the dirty dinner dishes into the dishwasher and as hes doing that when Reynard comes up behind him. "Let the Butler do that in the morning when hes making the kids breakfast.. I need you now" He grinds his erection against Julien's ass. Reynard has a huge pierced cock. Its so hard that Julien can feel the piercing rubbing against his jeans. "Lets go downstairs" They go to the basement and into Reynard's special room. Reynard flicks the switch on the wall and shuts the door behind them. Coming into this room use to scare Julien but now it excites him. Seeing the rack, the whips, the huge bed with the ties, and all the toys.. It use to be nerve wracking but now he comes in here and can only say ''Punish me Daddy".

He willingly takes off his robe and drops to his knees and frees his husband from his jeans and takes him into his mouth. He gently tugs on the piercing with his tongue and does his best to deep throat the monster.

After a couple of minutes Reynard stops him and motions toward the rack. He steps out of his jeans the rest of the way, throws his shirt onto the ground, then straps Julien in. He takes a whip off the wall and runs it across his skin then slaps it across his ass. Julien cries out with pleasure and says "harder..I have been bad" So Reynard gives him what he wants and whips him harder. The whip smacks across his skin and leaves marks on his pale flesh. "Again" Whack..

Reynard walks around to the other side of the wrack and drops to his knees. "I want to taste you too'' Julien didnt notice at the moment but he still had the whip in his hand and every two or three minutes of powerful sucking he would pause and reach up between Juliens legs and smack his ass with the whip. In about 10 minutes he had the most powerful orgasm hes ever had in his life. Reynard stood up with a mouth full of his cum and while looking at him, swollows it.

"Now Im going to destroy that ass" He leaves Julien on the rack while he does it and honestly Julien is glad he did because hes not sure his legs would have help him up for it because Reynard wasnt gentle at all. But he loved every second of it.

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animalhouseau · 5 months

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fun fact children.

charlie j mudwood’s childhood is heavily based off a song called i will never forget by kimya dawson

explanations below :3

1 - 9! they are numbered

I sat in the swamp with a little pink piggy who loved roller-skating and playing pretend The boy that she loved was a real snackmaster The world was a beach ball and we were all friends

(1. charlie having a old childhood friend(1)

Then he died alone, and the last time I saw her It looked like the reaper had rapped on her door She said, "Do you remember singing Ice Ice Baby with me Laying down on the reef bathroom floor?"

(2. The friend dies from being ran over, his name was malcom)

How could I ever forget? I could never forget I will never forget How could I ever forget? I could never forget I will never forget

Jimmy and Johnny just stare at each other While their mother hangs in the Holiday Inn Your funeral on your son's seventh birthday Is the worst thing you could ever give him

(3. Charlie’s mother (Avery) hűn6 herself, then luis (charlies older brother, theres one more brother named devan btw) and charlie found her.

I bet he'd like flowers, balloons, and a card! "Unconditionally yours, all my love, from your mom" Much more than wearing that little black suit And saying goodbye forever to you

(4. charlies love for suits started at her funeral)

I haven't forgotten the times that I teased you and everyone else pointed at you and laughed Permanent damage was not my intention, but I could not foresee the aftermath of my actions

(5. Julien (charlies old bully, the one who threw a rock at charlies eye) Talking to charlie.)

I was so small Wanted to grow in the eyes of my enemies For a while, I felt tall But they knocked me back down, now I'm here on my knees

Looking at my face in a bed of pine needles and wondering if anyone still knows my name I turned full circle, then another half circle, and tried to go back the same way that I came

(6. Charlies old cat ducky wondering if charlie remembers her. (shes still alive btw! all the way from 1969, charlie made something to make her live forever)

"Look alive, Dawson, your heels are dragging I never knew anyone could move so slow You may be a hotshot now, but you are still a cow A big fat F, why don't you just go home?"

(7. Charlie step mom bein mad 😠 )

I guess that that means I did not make the team! I'll just lay on the ground and look up at the trees The old Bedford oak, the tall evergreens This is not a joke, this is not a dream

Not sleeping, just resting in pieces that I wish were peaches, I saw your dad later that day Maybe he shot himself, could've been someone else Asked me to tell you what he had to say

(8. Not really a dad, but his old dead dog visting charlie when the blonde woke up in the middle of the night)

You don't have to end up with people who self-destruct Go find a lover who will never leave Fear of abandonment, self-hate, and discontent Will go away when you let yourself grieve And forget about me Forget about me Forget about me

(9. charlie will never forget :3)

How could I ever forget? I could never forget I will never forget How could I ever forget? I could never forget I will never forget

How could I ever forget? I could never forget I will never forget How could I ever forget? I would never forget I will never forget

#animalhouseau #animal house #charliemudwood ewau

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clandestine-j · 3 years

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Gossip Girl Reboot, EP. 3

Review/Reaction

alright, we're here for ep 3 reaction and thoughts &

man, i must say, DRAMA.

love it. i'm going to try and make this short but i fail horribly at stuff like that soooo lets see how this will go. i think imma split it into three groups! adults, kids, other random shit.

adults

you know what? i was here for most of them. people talk about zoyas dad bad acting but he was fine in his little scene, i'm happy that he's forcing zoya to take time with obie or whatever. i know people hate her dad and zobie but it was a little nice scene.

i'm really loving julien's dad. i'm glad he can own up and apologize and i get where he was coming from. honestly 10/10 so far, i love the relationship he has with julien and how's he's learning to cope with her becoming an adult and seeing it happen.

fucking love max's dad and the whole family dynamic thing before it went to shit. obvi, the one day is shitty but his other dad, lovely, i love their relationship. parents are winning in this ep.

teachers? JAIL (maybe not rafa but we'll still see). honestly, i'm not hating the teachers being gg, i like that they put gg out there for other private schools so i'm enjoying it but still JAIL. JAIL. JAIL.

our mains

we didn’t get to see much of monet but her little blow up motion at the end was funny and when the chick offered her name, monet said no. queen. and home girl accepted it.

luna was #theebest from her doing the zoya glow up. i think everyone agrees that her holding up the phone is a fan favorite. luna is my best one liner girl. her delivery is on point.

obie, more of obie, i know people don’t like him but he’s an alright character for me. i see potential but we need to flush him out a bit more. i hope to see more of his interactions with aki, give us the friendship. i want him to take what he learns to heart.

zoya, yes girl, pop off. i guess she can when it comes to her passions but not to her. (just be catty once back) i love that she did call luna when it came to the hashtag and she realized who she couldn’t be fairly quickly. i wonder if the play wright is the new friend.

julien! honestly, she really is a queen and i’m loving her pushing back against monet and luna more and more. i also love the scheming and her night out with max. they’re great together and i just wanna see more of it. (all of the friendships) i also love her relationship with her dad. i like that they talk and work things out and while he shouldn’t have lied, i get why and i love that he thought about her so much.

idk how to even to the next few but here we go.

honestly, i found aud and aki funny this episode. their reactions were so alike but so different. the awkward wave and everything. i get that they’re lying to themselves but damn, if they could find a way to spice up their sex life they’d be good. i find them so cute as a couple when they’re all cuddly and just ugh. guys. talk. i will say that after though, when they met in the hall way, i like that once it was out there, aki was straight to the point. honestly, if they broke up...i don’t think it’d be bad, i think they’d be good friends and understanding of each other.

i saw people saying that they didn’t give enough (aki) but max was on his monologue shit and i think they were in two different mindsets. aki didn’t look blank, he looked pissed. and i would be too lowkey, you say you don’t wanna be in the middle of it but then you put yourself, right in the middle. and aside from the kiss, i don’t think aki tried anything more with him unless it comes out that he did. but a few days passed (julien jetting around) so i don’t if they were that thirsty. audrey probs thought that in that moment, she’d really lose aki and that’s what brought her too tears. i think aki already accepted what might happen and was just pissed while audrey, even when she told julien about it, she was disconnected in her head about what she had done.

max was a rollercoaster this episode. from the taking julien out to posting her with the coke to making the plans. it’s was all chaos. i think the moment i felt the worst from aside from the break down? when he didn’t realize the trouble with his parents marriage at the table but we could all see it. that was heart breaking and my dude though, his planning was on ten. making the profile, switching the seats, the hands on the thigh (aki licking his lips) and then his break down and just telling of the truth, exploding, spilling the tea. whatever you wanna call it. it was wonderful and his reasons for doing it, so childish and backfired but you get it. he just wanted the truth out with his parents and it all went to hell. really, heart breaking but amazing for the show and his character development.

my man is still messy though, even without telling the business. like aud and max were in a relationship but those were yo friends my dude. you legit blocked aki from sitting next to his girlfriend, im crying. (messy and he knows it and aki liked his lips. sick.)

now random thoughts that had no real place

audrey’s actress makes these strange faces sometimes...idk...it’s funny to me because i’m wondering why

the scene when max’s dads and rafa met, jesus

would you spell it buffl-ho?

it’s the least you could do

did aki say shenanigans, boy you are a kid

the moment with max and his dad, still, thinking about and it still cute, all cuddly, idk if the og parents were like this but i love it

since we’re getting mostly reasonable parents i expect the worse ones to pop up soon

the way monet delivered that brad line, it sends

why would he put her doing coke on

aud / aki had reasons to think max would blab because he’s messy

my boy aki flirting with other dudes as rafa

i could see aud asking aki to make out with any boy while she watches, so guys get it together please

how did obie not see aki stops talking and suddenly look at max

i wonder if someone has tried to take advantage of max because those words hit too hard

those teachers really set home girl up, omg, JAIL.

aki needs new friends who’ll love his movie drops. he just gets bullied into things, maybe it’s his kink i won’t judge but he couldn’t change by himself, pushed into the bathhouse, the profile, obie won’t let the group chat name stick #stopgettingbullied

aki’s & max’s relationship summed up into one tweet, he really likes this boi, once i’m SICK (click the sentence)

i haven’t loved all of at school looks but i really liked juliens at the end of the episode

was the music transitions a little jarring to anyone else?

thanks all for now, just my minds ramblings as normal. i could go more in depth about all of this but i’m sure ya’ll are sick of reading it now.

#gossip girl reboot #max wolfe #aki menzies #julien calloway #luna la #c;gg

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pinkiepiebones · 3 years

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please infodump on zsasz

literally any and every thought youve got on him would be amazing

i love how you write zsasz !!!!

And I love you for loving my writing!! As for an infodump where to start hhhhh

-Zsasz’s first appearance was in Shadow of the Bat #1 published in July 1992

-He was created by writer Alan Grant and artist Norm Breyfogle (RIP)

-Grant chose the last name ‘Zsasz’ because he randomly saw the name on a book in the library

-Zsasz was created to be Gotham’s Hannibal Lecter- An incredibly deadly, dangerous, cunning, intelligent monster in a human costume… minus the cannibalism, of course.

-Zsasz was first drawn with black scalera and white irises in Shadow of the Bat #4, when Batman grabs him by the back of the neck and pointedly tells Dr. Arkham, “THIS is madness!” This depiction, the opposite of how eyes look, was meant to represent Zsasz’s utter detachment from and lack of humanity. Over the years this depiction “evolved” into fucking Kamina shades because, hell, it was the 90s, I guess.

Zsasz’s backstory has been told two times that I care to recall*- once in the 1996 short story “The First Cut is the Deepest,” and in Rocksteady’s 2013 Arkham City game. In both of these instances, Zsasz is the one telling the story, which has always made me wonder just how truthful it is. Zsasz has no motive to lie or omit or exaggerate, but I’ve still felt like we don’t have the whole story of his fall as Victor and his rise as Zsasz. IF ONLY THE COWARDS AT DC WOULD WRITE A FUCKING YEAR ONE FOR HIM… (totally typed that as ‘for me’ at first….)

Danny Jacobs, the voice actor for Zsasz in the Arkham games, also voiced King Julien in the Penguins of Madagascar series.

I personally headcanon Zsasz as in his early 40s with anywhere from 200-300 kills

Zsasz started killing sometime after the age of 25- that was when his parents died in a completely normal and not at all suspicious as fuck boating accident. At that age, Victor had already graduated magna cum laude with a degree in business and started his own empire, amassing a small personal fortune. The death of his parents gave him a huge inheiritance on top of that; the immense depression that followed their deaths directed him to gambling (and, one can imagine, other vices), and within an unspecified amount of time (a year? Two?), he lost every dollar he had.

Victor Zsasz is canonically the only rogue who can successfully sneak up on Batman

Zsasz has absolutely no MO beyond “is this person alive?” He kills regardless of gender, age, race, etc. Diversity win! This serial killer kills everyonr equally!

In his debut, Zsasz was depicted as a patient far too dangerous to be allowed to walk free. He had a collar to which three guards would attach guidance poles to manuever him around. Zsasz was depicted as not even being allowed to have soap to wash his hands, nor being allowed to feed himself- “After what you did to that last orderly? He’ll never walk again!”

Due to the extreme nature of his confinement, Zsasz practices isometric exercises to stay in peak physical condition

I have been writing about Zsasz for maybe a decade now and DC continue to coward out when it comes to the rich potential Zsasz brings. I mean, he’s such a perfect g-ddamned foil for Batman! Both rich kids, from Gotham dynasties, both severely psychologically impacted by the sudden loss of parents, one young and with support, one an adult and with seemingly no one… Like, if the ages were different, if Victor had been eight and Bruce 25, would they have become who they are? Or would we have Murderous Mister Wayne and Bat-Zsasz? DC COME OUTSIDE I JUST WANT TO TALK

Victor is deathly allergic to pineapple

Zsasz canonically hates guns due to their noise and smell

Anthony Carrigan is a lovely guy but the character he played on Gotham was NOT Zsasz

Chris Messina is a lovely guy but the character he played in Birds of Prey was B A R E L Y Zsasz

Anyone who thinks Zsasz is the type of criminal who would team up with or work under the command of another criminal will see me haunting them every Thursday night at 11:46PM

“Streets of Gotham” fucking sucks

*(I guess his backstory was referenced in that whole Court of Owls bullshit but I choose to ignore said bullshit because they made Zsasz call Penguin “little bird man” and I hate it so much)

#zsasz #victor zsasz #mister zsasz #mr. zsasz #death mention #murder mention #ALL OF MY OPINIONS ARE GOOD ONES

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sijsaddictivelemurcorner · 3 years

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haha totally epic and not really long review i spent almost an hour writing how i felt about the first episode haha no NO

S1;E1 (King Me) Review that's more of a personal rant than actual review i'm sorry help me

(warning this is a VERY long review towards how I felt towards the first episode, and there will be MANY, MANY more like this; but dont worry, not will be like this lol)

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King Me was an episode that already began to show the progress towards King Julien and his efforts towards him and the kingdom. We already know what happens; But for the ones who don't or at least don't remember- Uncle King Julien, King Julien's Uncle, obviously, was foretold a prophecy from Masikura about a prophecy where if a king was wearing a crown tomorrow night, they would get eaten by the foosa. Intrigued with a plan, Uncle King Julien gives the crown to his nephew while they're unaware of what's expected to come.

We can already tell his uncle's a bit of a douche, already wanting to kill his son off from day one. But the question lies through; Was this something he's been wanting to do for sometime, or just a 'without a second thought' decision? It's unclear, but this only shows how retched this guy's family really is. It's a bit saddening to know King Julien comes from such a terrible family, honestly. We already know about how his parents are, but we'll get about them when they make their first appearance in the later episodes.

Moving on, the episode later showed Mort's first interaction with the King. It shows that Mort had always encountered Julien, but never spoke to him until now, hence why King Julien was asking Mort's name. This also shows Mort already had quite the liking towards him before his feet addiction, but we're not sure how much he liked him. Was he just a regular fanatic or something more before then? His interest towards the feet didn't really skyrocket until the later seasons (which will be very interesting to talk about, so get ready for that soon, heuha).

I enjoyed seeing the part where he defeated the foosa through an interest many saw as a negative. The one thing I definitely liked in this episode was how his negative characteristics (being a party animal) were taken in a positive light. It's obvious Julien can take something bad into something good, and he always finds his own ways into solving situations, no matter how ridiculous it may seem to most. He takes his own precaution and steps, and most of the time; They usually work! It showed his own potential as a king, and didn't want to stick to the rules that the past kings have probably enforced onto themselves and others. It's already proof enough that Uncle King Julien's method of handling things was through running away and being in fear, and it was the kind of method Julien sort of took when the foosa first attacked at his coronation.

It was well established in the start of the episode that his uncle took things through seclusion and limitation. Halfway through the episode, it was revealed that his uncle even banned his people from doing fun, exciting things (as in worry of them attracting the foosas), which is kind of a low, but it's his uncle, so it's not even a big surprise whatsoever. King Julien obviously didn't want to keep that law, so it makes sense he would well... veto it. Sometimes it makes me feel bad for the kingdom despite Maurice said 'he kept us all safe'. Regardless if he did, restricting everyone's activities for the sake of 'not attracting the foosas' seems a little numb-handed. His uncle should've thought of something better rather than forcing everyone to stay quiet most of the time and restricting most activities. He could've maybe told them how to fight, or told them how to set up warning signs for foosas'.

It's kind of stupid how Clover wasn't being the main defender since it was clearly shown she has the skills and defensive tactics to protect her kingdom. Yet again, she was just the head of security, and not the bodyguard. It's unknown how long she has been working with Uncle King Julien, but I'm sure he's known her long enough to know she could've been the perfect security to stop the foosas' back then, but it would make sense he would probably tell her to back from the foosas' since he didn't want to risk losing anyone. I mean, it was already proven from Maurice they lost half of the kingdom to the foosas' last year- which is definitely... news right there.

But what truly got me the most out of everything else in the episode was King Julien's quote to his people when he told them they would be dealing with the foosa again in the future; How if there isn't a tomorrow for them, then they should make their day extra big. It's a neat sentiment and less of a negative quote, serving more as a neutral one that reassures but gives the lemurs an understanding to what they're really dealing with in the jungle life. It's funny but strange to me on how King Julien could easily accept the fates he expects to probably deal with in the future. Maybe cause he's so used to already hearing so many lemurs get eaten by foosas; Some I bet he saw with his very own eyes.

But even so, he already gives his audience a pill that their past king probably would be too afraid to say to them, and that was honesty.

Brutal honesty. But an honesty with hope. He tells his people to make their days last, because they, and not even King Julien himself, knows when it's time to go. (cough - cough COUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHNHnhnhn)

This episode was a true testimate to what King Julien is, and serves as an absolute justice to his usual roles back in the Madagascar movies and The Penguins of Madagascar; I applaud DreamWorks for giving this lemur the show he deserves, and the justice they gave to all the other lemurs and some others from the first Madagascar movie into this show, giving them the screen time they deserve as well- it truly shows how much the company really cares for its characters, and I give them huge respect for that. These are more than just 'cash grab spin offs', these are spin-offs I bet many, many people asked and wondered for years- and there it came.

But that's my review for the first episode. It's long, but whatever. As I progress through the other episodes, the reviews will be much more exciting, wacky, and well... review-y, lol.

They'll also probably be a bit shorter since I don't want to make every review be as long and detailed, heuha. Just felt like posting the first episode review out there. Will post the second episode review soon and then after I'll be reviewing the rest of season 1 and then turning it all into a single notepad that I'll publicly share to y'all.

Am very excited to show y'all more of my own personal reviews. :>

What are y'alls personal opinion towards the first episode? lol

#ahkj king julien #ahkj #review #hahaohmygoshthisissoLONGWHYISTHISSOLONGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #madagascar

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alethiometry · 3 years

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Edward Kenway for character asks!

ooooooo okay i should open this with a disclaimer: i have not finished black flag yet (about 2/3 of the way through i think? i need to level up my ship so i can beat the next story mission lol) so everything i'm saying here is based on the game up to thatch's death, and everything we know about edward in ac 3: forsaken and the comics that came out a couple years ago.

First impression

oh boy... to be honest, one of the reasons it took me such a long time to get around to playing black flag (it was one of the first ps4 games i bought when i got my console in 2016, and i didn't start until about a month ago) was because i didn't really feel particularly strongly about edward's character design. i was vaguely interested in That One Pirate Assassin Game after having watched (and loved) black sails, but was afraid i would be let down; to me edward just looked like Some Dude, and i was still hung up on the black sails gang. to me, black sails and its characters were so genre/time period-defining that any other piece of pirate media just seemed lackluster in comparison.

i'd also heard a lot of praise for edward and for ac4 in general so i was aware that it was a very popular and well-received game. but since i mostly heard that from reddit (didn't join tumblr ac fandom until odyssey in 2018) i kind of discounted it, bc gamer reddit tastes are... questionable at best.

Impression now

I LOVE HIM!!! i always think i want stories about virtuous characters who believe in goodness and kindness and aren't motivated by gold or glory but aren't afraid to do what needs to be done to help others who can't help themselves. and sometimes that's true (coughratonhnhake:toncough). other times i end up clowning on myself because i realize that it's so much fun when said good/kind character has a rough and rugged exterior, and is motivated by personal gain (i think edward and kassandra are kinda kindred spirits across time and space in that regard, but maybe that's another rant for another time). sometimes you just want someone to be a little bit of an opportunistic bastard, and boy does edward fit that to a T. he's an incredibly complex man, and i think what really got me was that even as he was impersonating assassins and then templars and then assassins again, all for personal gain (pickpocketing the templars in havana while he gains their trust and agrees to do their dirty work lmfao my beloved <3), his primary motivation for doing so was to prove to caroline and her family that he is someone worth a damn, that he is capable of great things and that he is worthy of their love and acceptance. and i know from ac forsaken that the marriage with caroline doesn't last (though i haven't played ac4 far enough to see if that happens on screen, or if it occurs between the game and the novel) which makes his backstory in the game all the more heartbreaking. but his optimism and perseverance and determination to prove himself are all what make me love him.

so that's edward the romantic. now let's talk about the way edward is with adewale, his crew, and his friends. and let's also put the rest of this behind a readmore bc girl i am RANTINGGGGGG

he has several lines that he says to adewale that make me physically cringe (namely: "many of [these men] wouldn't accept you as captain" or "what was it like being enslaved?" like i get that someone like edward would be asking that question in good faith and genuine curiosity but also JESUS CHRIST UBISOFT). but on the flip side - cringey as those questions are, he also takes the time to actually listen and learn, and i think he genuinely values the perspective that he gets from adewale allowing him to open these lines of trust and communication. there's a patience and mutual respect there that i adore.

i also love how much edward loves his crew and his other pirate friends. those scenes of him + kidd + thatch + adewale + hornigold (lol) drinking on the beach and having a grand old time and talking about establishing - to borrow one of my favorite chills-down-my-spine phrases from black sails - a nation of thieves, for people like them to live and prosper, free from the chokehold of civilization. and i know he's not as outwardly invested in counterculture/independence/anticolonialism as thatch and vane and kidd are, but the fact that he so wholeheartedly supports his friends' goals, lofty and impossible as they are, speaks volumes about his love for his friends.

Favorite moment

every scene he has with kidd when kidd casually and softly reminds him that they see that he is a good person beneath his opportunistic and rambunctious exterior. i especially love when they discover julien du casse's mansion containing orders for templars to go out and hunt down assassins: the way kidd immediately knows that edward wants to help the assassins as a way to make up for the damage he did while masquerading as a templar, even if he hasn't voiced it aloud himself. the way that they don't force edward to admit anything about himself before he is ready, but still constantly remind him that he has a good heart. they give him space to come to terms with his compassionate side in a world/environment that more often than sees compassion as something to be stamped out or cast aside. i don’t love when characters are forced to be the Moral Compass for a main dude character, but i think it works for edward and kidd.

Idea for a story

not an edward story per se, but there are 2 povs into edward's life that i would cut off (someone else's) limbs for:

jenny's pov growing up in the kenway household. from haytham's pov it seems that she knows way more about his past than haytham ever did (it was hinted at that there are rumors about edward’s past as haytham was growing up that he wasn’t privy to, but i don’t think at any point in the novel does haytham ever find out definitively that his father was a pirate) and i want to know how she knew so much, and more into what her life was like - through her eyes rather than haytham, who is like 10 years younger and by his own admission barely understands her and barely has a functional relationship with her. i'll expand further on edward and jenny in the next question/prompt/bullet point, actually, bc i have a LOT more to say.

connor's pov learning about his grandfather from... idk? who's around to tell him? what's so goddamn sad is that by the time connor rebuilds the colonial brotherhood he's kinda the only one left. sure there's aveline down in louisiana, but as far as we know everyone who was around in edward's generation is dead now, and i'm not sure how much of the kenway saga is preserved for connor to discover, or if all this information about their family line was discovered in the modern-day, by your abstergo employee character, and later by osto berg in the comics. which is why i so badly want a revelations-style game where connor traces his assassin heritage back to the caribbean, relives some of edward's memories, and then makes the trip to london to see his aunt jenny. it would have been such a cool way to round out the kenway saga.

Unpopular opinion

idk how popular or unpopular this is bc i rarely see other in-depth posts about it on my dash, but edward was a terrible father to jenny. he was every bit the wonderful and loving father to haytham for the 10 years that haytham had a father, but i wish we'd seen more of jenny's perspective than just a few lines of dialogue in haytham's diary: i hate the way edward sidelined her and raised her in the same manner that any other wealthy person of the time would have raised their daughter - that is, for the sole purpose of sitting pretty and marrying her off in an arrangement that would benefit the family. it's especially hard to reconcile because in ac4 there are female assassins in the americas, and there are female pirates in the caribbean, so it's not like edward isn't aware that women have as much right as any man to live life on their own terms. it just seems like by the time he returns to england and settles down with his family, he's reverted back to the societal norms and gender roles that the pirates fought (and lost) against, and it's hard not to be deeply disappointed by that.

to be clear, i don't begrudge edward settling down and becoming a Rich Society Man. dude deserves to live comfortably with his loving family. he has every right to dote on his wife and children, and leave behind the hardships of being a pirate. but i think "fightning against deeply-ingrained cultural norms/expectations is a long and bloody struggle, and after losing so many people he cared so deeply about, i think it's understandable that edward wouldn't want to continue that fight alone (and also adewale is still fighting the good fight) (do NOT @ me about ac rogue I Pretend I Do Not See It)" and "i don't love the way edward sidelined his daughter into societally-expected gender roles she did not want; it makes me think that he did not continue drinking his Respect Women Juice as much as i thought he did/wanted him to" are two opinions that can coexist.

Favorite relationship

i don't know that i ship edward romantically with anyone, actually. i thought he and caroline were cute in the beginning, but it's hard to want to ship them knowing that she leaves him eventually. and ofc there'd edward/tessa in ac forsaken, and we know they were very happy together and that he loved her so so much. but we don't see that relationship except through haytham's eyes.

as for non-romantic relationships, i already talked at length above about his relationships with adewale and the other pirates and kidd, and i'll just leave it at that. i'm also vaguely aware that edward's got some upcoming scenes with anne bonny, but i'm not at that point in the game yet so i don't have much to say about the two of them. so far i've only seen them say a few lines to each other at the nassau tavern.

Favorite headcanon

kassandra absolutely rubbed shoulders with edward at some point during his time in the caribbean; i like to think that she needed to lie low for some reason (maybe she was with the assassins idk) and joined his crew. i just need my best stabby gal and my second-favorite stabby dude to be pals!

finally, this isn't a headcanon per se but it is obligatory that any time i talk about kenways i yell for a bit about the fact that EDWARD WOULD HAVE LOVED CONNOR SO SO SO MUCH AND I'M FOREVER DEVASTATED THAT HE NEVER GOT TO MEET HIM. at the same time, if edward hadn't been murdered and haytham not been indoctrinated into the templars the way he had, i'm not sure connor would even have existed. and in a way i'm glad that edward wasn't around to see how broken and cynical and depressed haytham became, because i think that would have absolutely broken his heart.

send me a character!

#KEN👏WAY👏BRAIN👏ROT👏#assassin's creed #ac black flag #edward kenway #ask games #reiverreturns #THANK YOU FOR ASKING i hope you expected and wanted this can of worms #finally wrangled that stupid ask box bug - saved this in my drafts and edited it from there #and lo and behold i can type W E and L!

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