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#that said i super enjoyed the accents lol
sharkneto · 3 months
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did you ever watch fargo? it has similar story beats to true detective, at least, season one (it’s another anthology type series, crime focused) there’s a dude in there who i think you’d get a kick out out of… very much quietly intensely batshit insane and Off™️ but somehow presents himself as the sanest one in the room. he’s rust cohle, in a way, but murderer, not detective
Thanks for the rec! Watched S1 over the past week or so. Was good but it frustrated me. Billy Bob Thornton Serial Killer was the highlight, you were right! He was very fun. What a weirdo.
I don't know if it was that I grew up in an area with accents like theirs so I was like, hyper aware They Are Doing An Accent, or that it was based on Coen Brother's work, but a lot of the characters felt... rather like caricatures? I don't know, something about it had a wall between me and it, where I wasn't immersed so they felt like We Are Actors On A Set Delivering Lines Really Well rather than I was in the moment, if that makes any sense. Maybe it was the monologues, Flannigan series can have the same affect to me.
Still, was a really good cast. I needed Martin Freeman to get his comeuppence like three episodes sooner, my god that man could just wiggle out of everything (SPOILER he sent his wife to get shot???? what the fuck is wrong with him. I was screaming SPOILER OVER). I always like it when Colin Hanks pops up in things. Allison Tolman and Billy Bob Thornton fucking carried the whole thing, they were the only two I didn't really get the I Am Delivering Lines With Emotion And This Thick Minnesotan Accent feeling.
Writing was generally tight, too. Good full circle moments and Chekov's guns, pieces came together in satisfying ways. Was fun to be rooting for Molly to catch her killers and for Billy Bob to fucking get Martin Freeman. I think it could have been one episode shorter, or skipped the time jump, to give the police a modicum more competence, they were killing me.
Idk if I'll watch the other seasons, I did enjoy it overall. Might check out the newest one because I'm a slut for Jon Hamm.
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alltimefail-sims · 1 month
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Okay friends I need to talk about this little girl for a second because Shereé is so!!!!! freaking!!! cute!!!!! I can't stand it!!!
I didn't want to take the spotlight off of Terrance in my main submission post, but let's talk about Shereé a little bit!
Fun headcanons about the Chapman family below the cut! ❤️❤️❤️
When I was dressing her up and adding little details to each outfit category I wanted the baubles in her hair to be different colors to reflect my vision of Shereé sitting cross-legged on the living room floor while Terrance sits on the sofa behind her, swapping each one out to match her outfit for the day. 🥺💕
Also you can't really see them super well in the screenshots but she is wearing diamond studs in the shape of her favorite cartoon character, Hello Kitty! I imagine they were her first "big girl" earrings - the first ones she got to switch the standard piercing studs out with - and they were a birthday present from her dad!!
Speaking of ear piercings: when the Claire's associate pulled out the piercing guns Terrance was more scared than Shereé was lmao. He might have shed a tear or two because (1) when she initially flinched at the pain he nearly died and (2) he was hit with the overwhelming feeling that his baby girl is growing up waaaaaay too fast!
Shereé is kind of a picky (and bougie) eater and that's what got Terrance into cooking in the first place!! He was a chronic doordasher before she came around! When Shereé tries something at a restaraunt and likes it, Terrance enjoys the challenge of making the dish at home "but better." He's successful about 45% of the time 😒 (lol).
I said in the OG post that Shereé wants to be "a superstar" when she grows up and that's because she loooooooves to sing, dance, and play her piano! I imagine she would be a drama club and choir girly, but if ballet was a thing in game she would do that as well! I also imagine she goes to weekly private piano lessons. She's just super damn talented and Terrance will tell anyone and everyone in the vicinity about it!
Terrance lets Shereé try out her new nail polish colors on him and sometimes they will even play spa, dress-up, makeover, fashion show, etc. Terrance does not GAF about boy game this girl game that he's just gonna play and make his daughter happy!
Like her peers she was not immune to the TikTok influencer Stanley cup madness unfortunately, but she is "Way too mature" to bully anyone! But tbh if Terrance found out she was being a bully over a damn cup he would toss that shit in the trash with a quickness anyway 😂
Shereé can be heard saying "You're too grown for that daddy" at least once a day. He will never escape the childish allegations, not even from his own daughter lmao.
When I went into their household in game the first autonomous thing Shereé did was complain about the heat... so I guess she doesn't like summer very much and especially doesn't like hot weather 😂
Also I got an ask about how to pronounce Shereé and I would pronounce is SHER-RAY as opposed to SHER-REE, if that makes sense. (I couldn't find a video with this specific pronunciation but if you've ever seen The Real Housewives of Atlanta I believe Shereé Whitfield pronounces it like this as well!!!)
Okay I'm gonna shut up - I've gotten the oversharing about these characters out of my system (for now). I'll end this with the cute popups they got about each other in the literal miniscule 5 mins I spent in their household:
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Obsessed with them, genuinely and truly. My heart can't take it
***Please ignore that her accented 'e' is missing from the whims. I was just testing the household. Her name is correct now <3 These sentiments were too cute not to share though
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ztarvokwrites · 7 months
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Philip Graves - Ghosted 'til the Party
a/n: very shitty title, i know, but i couldn't really think of anything better lmfao. anywho, this is something different—something i've been wanting to write about fandom-wise for a while. i just hope it lives up the cod fanfic community's standards lol! anywho, enjoy!
synopsis: reader and philip match on tinder, but after he ghosts her on they day they were supposed to meet, she refuses to talk to him again. that is, until they meet at a friends' party.
pairing: philip graves x fem! reader
tw: none!
word count: 1,651
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You weren’t really looking for anything serious when you mindlessly swiped through matches on Tinder. In reality, you just wanted a hookup—something to numb the empty feeling resonating in your heart, even if just for a little while. Yet, the world seemed to have other plans for you as you suddenly matched with a rather attractive man on the dating app, your phone vibrating as it came up as a Super Like—whatever that means. Your eyes lit up upon seeing the man’s face on his profile, and your heart began to skip a beat as he messaged you first with a simple: “Hey, darlin’.”
For days, you texted this man, giving him your number after two days and getting on a phone call with him. Your suspicions that he had a Southern American accent were proven right when he greeted you, the sound of his voice making your cheeks heat up. Unsurprisingly, the man was quite the charmer, complimenting your voice and your photos left and right without skipping a beat. 
Soon enough, you two agreed to meet one day at a nearby coffee shop. The day came, and you decided to dress casual for the meeting. To say you were ecstatic was an understatement—you were thrilled beyond words. Your heart was racing in your chest as you sat down at a table, texting your date that you were there waiting for him, to which he responded that he might be late due to personal reasons. Brushing it off, you sat there patiently and waited for a few minutes.
Those minutes soon turned into two hours. He was supposed to meet you at the coffee shop two hours ago, and yet he wasn’t here. It didn’t take too long for the heartache to settle in as you realised he had simply ghosted you. Slumping into your chair, you eventually ordered a coffee to go and left the establishment with a small frown on your face. As you walked to your car, you texted him.
“If you couldn’t make it, you could’ve just said so. You didn’t need to waste my time like that.”
After sending that, you hesitantly blocked him and got into your car, taking the long way home so you can keep yourself intact with some songs from your Spotify playlist. Ever since then, you stopped using Tinder altogether, deleting your profile and removing the app from your phone without hesitation.
Months fly by like a flock of birds, and your friends’ party is just around the corner. You were hesitant to go, but ultimately decided to join in on the festivities as—admittedly—you were beginning to feel quite lonely. Maybe you’d be able to find someone for a quick hook-up like you used to do. It wasn’t long until the day arrived, though, and you soon found yourself arriving at the venue for your friends’ party.
The place was packed—filled to the brim with both your friends and theirs. Once spotting your friends, you walked over and greeted them, smiling brightly and laughing as you drank your favourite beverage, the liquid running down your throat and soothing whatever nerves you had left. 
“Hey, Y/N,” One of your friends began, rather tipsy. “What happened to the Tinder date you told us about?” You looked at her, a brow raised as you cleared your throat.
“Didn’t I tell you already? He stood me up, so I left and blocked him,” Your response made her comically gasp, making your lips curl into an amused smile. “Relax! I’m used to it!”
“Well, you shouldn’t be! You’re a stunning woman! Why would any guy ghost you like that—”
“Hey, Y/N, right?” A sudden voice made you turn your head, the slight Southern drawl drawing your memories back to him. God, he was even more attractive in real life. His blue eyes looked into yours and his charming, almost apologetic smile made your heart skip a beat. Your friends awkwardly cleared their throats and left you two alone to speak. But, your mind remembered the day where you were embarrassed beyond belief—waiting in a coffee shop for hours, thinking he’d show up—and your heart swelled with pure anger. Before he got a chance to speak again, you turned away, ignoring him completely.
“Hey, look. I’m really sorry for letting you wait like that,” He began again, quickly catching up to you as you tried to walk away. You shot him a glare, but still didn’t say anything. “You were right in your text—I should’ve told you that I wasn’t able to make it,” You refused to speak, his yapping only made you angrier. “Please, just talk to me!”
“And say what, exactly?” You snapped, putting a hand on your hip. “That I forgive you for ghosting me? That I forgive you for embarrassing me? I waited hours for you, Philip! Hours! And you suddenly show up and talk to me as if nothing happened?!”
“Look, I’m sorry. Truly, I am,” Philip responded, sighing. He cautiously took a hold of your hand, his thumb rubbing against your knuckles. You surprised yourself when you didn’t pull away. “...Is there a place we can talk… Alone?”
Reluctantly, you agreed and took him by the hand to the garden outside. The two of you took a seat on a bench, in a view just below the stars that twinkle in the night. Turning to Philip, you spoke, your tone coming off more harsh now that the two of you were alone.
“So? Care to explain yourself, or are you going to smooth talk me into forgiving you?” Your tone of bitter sarcasm didn’t go unnoticed by the man, causing him to sigh and take your hands into his again.
“Y/N, I didn’t mean to ghost you that day. There’s a lot of things that you don’t know about me,” His voice held a tone of genuineness to it, the Southern drawl only emphasising that. Your brows raised slightly, a silent urge to continue as you stared at him. “...I know on my Tinder profile, it doesn’t have my occupation. That’s because I’m trying to keep women like you safe from my line of work… But now, I see that's not the right way to go about things. I should have told you this earlier, but you deserve to know. Y/N, I work in the military.” 
The man ripped it off like a bandaid, the way he said it sounded rushed and cautious, like you were going to disappear just like that. Your silence spoke for you, the surprise on your face evident by the way your eyes widened. It all made sense now—the reason why he ghosted you was because of his job.
“I’m a CEO of a military company, to be more precise. The day we were supposed to meet, my team was called into a very urgent mission,” His thumbs rubbed over your knuckles again as you listened intently, your mouth drawn into a thin line as he continued to explain everything to you. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that sooner, darlin’. I just… I didn’t want you to get hurt because of me. There are people who can be after me at any given moment. I don’t want a pretty angel like you to be caught up in that.”
A moment of silence is shared between you two, broken occasionally by the sounds of crickets and owls hooting and hollering during the night. As you look into his eyes, you can feel how sorry he is about everything. Your heart seems to thaw and beat again, a small heat rushing to your cheeks as your feelings for him return in one gut punch. Eyes flickering to your connected hands, you speak again, your voice a softer tone than you originally had before.
“...Well,” You began, clearing your throat as your hands squeezed him slightly, making him smile a little. You look up in time to see the soft expression on his face, the dimples on his cheeks making you want to melt. “It definitely would’ve been nice for you to have given me at least a heads up about that,” Philip’s head nods at this, his thumbs still rubbing over your knuckles as you scoot a little bit closer to him. Another silence. Another wave of crickets cricketing and owls hooting. A sigh leaves your lips as you look at him, your own lips curling into a smile. “...I suppose I can give you another chance, since you were so open with me about your job.”
Almost immediately, his eyes lit up like the lights on a Christmas tree upon hearing your words, his smile growing bigger as he held your hands tighter. The sight alone was enough to make your heart stop momentarily.
“Really…? ‘Cause I’d be delighted to show you my favourite date spots,” He spoke again, looking deep into your eyes as you nod. “I will do anything and everything in my power to make it up to you, doll, I can promise you that. You deserve to be treated like a damn Queen—I’ll make sure of that.” His smooth words made you blush harder, your eyes boring into his oceans of blue that made you drown in them. A small chuckle left your lips at his promises, his seriousness making him look more attractive than before.
“Well, since you’re so adamant on making things right, then why don’t you start by buying me a drink? We can get to know each other better that way, don’t you think?” Your suggestion made him smile again, his head moving in a swift nod as he stood up and helped you stand.
“I’d love to, darlin’. It’d be my pleasure.” Philip spoke, walking you back inside and smooth-talking you until your face was red. Needless to say, you did way more than just have a drink that night.
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“First Steps First” Jessamine ‘Lark’ Waterson (OC) x Neil ‘Chick’ Harding
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A/N: so I’ve really been wanting to write something for Jessamine and Chick for a while but was super anxious and self conscious about it for a couple of reasons. The first being that I don’t write much fanfiction anymore and the second is because I’m not wholly convinced I nail the atmosphere of period shows/movies. But this idea just wouldn’t leave my head so I’m biting the bullet and swallowing my doubts!
This fic takes place in episode 4 during Dye’s celebration party (I can’t get over Harding saying “single fillies”, okay?) and inspired by the song “First Steps First” from the musical Bandstand. The song they dance to is “It’s Been a Long Time” and I don’t care that this version came out in 1945, it’s my favorite LOL
also hey autocorrect pls stop changing Chick to Chuck, thanks
Word count: 1,730 words (😧)
Warnings: none, other than the fact I don’t know how the military works so please ignore inaccuracies🤡😂 this is about the FICTIONAL version of Col. Harding
I saw that you said it was okay to tag you in OC stuff @rosies-riveters, so I hope this is alright and that you enjoy!
“Pardon my brashness, dear
Seeing you standing here
Dancing's more customary
For a soirée."
As much as Jessamine Waterson took pride in her work as a nurse on the Thorpe Abbots base there was no denying the fact that it was grueling, emotionally draining and often went without the accolades that came with other roles in the war. And while most days she was just fine with that, today had been particularly tiresome and Jessamine was glad for the change of pace the evening’s festivities allowed. The anxious energy that had gripped every person on the airbase had been exchanged for easy laughter, jokes, and celebration. After all, it wasn’t every day a pilot and crew successfully flew 25 missions. 
As she sat with Beth and Ginny, an American nurse and mechanic respectively, who had become two of her fastest friends, listening idly to them chat about the dances they’d returned from moments ago, it took much of Jessamine’s will to avoid allowing her gaze to linger for too long on the man who had just entered the room. She had spent months chiding herself for the way her heart started racing at the mere thought of Colonel Harding being so near and despite the effort she put into acting completely normal on the instances their paths crossed, she feared her feelings were all too transparent. 
 It was inconvenient to have a crush during war and even more inconvenient that it was on a man who was not only a good handful of years older than she was, but compounded by the fact that he was an American soldier. An American soldier who was dashingly handsome and confident, who had just looked in her direction and caught her staring. Jessamine busied herself with the drink in front of her trying to ignore the heat burning in her ears.
 “Oh well that was just adorable.” 
Beth’s voice with it’s charming southern accent was usually a source of soothing reassurance and good advice, was now riddled with mischief and good natured humor now that the two women’s attention was focused on their friend. “You know there’s no shame in a little flirting, a little conversation. Why don’t you go ask him to dance?”
Ginny nodded in agreement, leaning across the table, “It’s not like you’ve never spoken to him before,” before turning conspiratorially to Beth, “remember how she gave him pain medication for his headache that one time.” 
Jessamine’s hands came up to cover her face, the full weight of her body resting on her elbows as she suppressed a groan and a laugh. Of course the two of them remembered the  first time she had met the Colonel; a simple exchange of names and him asking for something for a headache. Jessamine, partly sleep deprived and partly fighting off the butterflies in her stomach fumbling with the bottle before spilling a handful of pills across the floor of the nurses station.
It certainly wasn’t necessarily the most romantic or charming first meeting on her part, but Col. Harding had only smiled before kneeling and helping her gather the runaways. There had been a quip about how she could’ve just said no that resulted in flustered laughter from her and another grin from him. And her friends hadn’t let her live it down since she confided about it to them the following day over breakfast. 
“I’m surprised he said anything to me after that.” Jessamine admitted and revealed her face to her friends. Though there had been more interactions with the Colonel after that, they remained confined to mostly professional settings save for a few pleasantries while off duty. “And to answer your question, Beth, I’m certainly not going to bother him and ask for a dance!” 
Ginny rolled her brown eyes and tossed her head back in a sign of exasperation, looking up to the ceiling pantomiming someone experiencing a great tragedy which in turn caused another round of laughter at the table. “Well, if he asked you to dance, would you say yes?” Beth finally asked.  This time all the hints of teasing had left her friend’s tone and there was nothing but curiosity and sincerity. 
Jessamine nodded slowly, allowing the fantasy to tease at the corner of her mind just for a moment but unable to answer because just as she parted her lips to reply another voice cut in. 
“Excuse me, ladies.” Colonel Harding’s voice sent a rush of heat through Jessamine’s body and she felt her posture straighten. She pried her eyes off of Beth to glance up, up, up at the tall soldier now standing beside their table and found that, despite him addressing them all, he was looking determinedly at her alone. “I don’t mean to interrupt, but I was wondering if I could steal Miss Waterson for a dance.”
“You’re not interrupting at all, sir.” Ginny chimed in, eyes flitting from the Colonel to Jessamine, “In fact, we were just talking about how much Jessamine was wanting to dance.”
Oh, that Ginny was going to get stern talking to later, Jessamine promised herself, but at that moment she was already standing. Hardings’ hand reached out and enveloped hers as he guided her to the dance floor. 
"Isn't the band sublime?
And as it happens I'm
Just in the mood to do
A two-step, Do step
Out on the floor with me.”
The two of them found a place surrounded by three or four other couples just as the band changed from the upbeat, two step to a slower tune that made Jessamine’s heart pitter faster. If Harding felt any nervousness at the now much more intimate situation the change of song put the two of them in, he didn’t show it. Instead he wrapped an arm around her waist with the ease and confidence of a man who knew what he was doing. Her breath hitching just slightly before she felt him placing the flat of his hand lightly, respectfully against her back. 
Every nerve was firing at once, each hair on her arms standing on end, she was sure of it as her mind raced. She was trying to remember just how one slow danced fighting through the nervousness, when she felt the firmness of her foot under her own. 
“I’m so sorry, colonel.” The apology came out high pitched and squeaky and with the attempt to pull away from the man in front of her. But Harding kept his gentle grip and shook his head.
 “It’s not the first time someone’s stomped on my foot. At least this time it wasn’t on purpose. And Neil is fine, or Chick if you think Neil is too familiar.” 
There he goes again, Jessamine thought, being so effortlessly charming and saving me from my own awkwardness. Sometime in the desperate squeak of an apology she had been repositioned to properly be dancing. One soft hand held in his much larger one, the other placed on his shoulder, and her face precariously close to his as she found herself peering up at him. The rhythm was easy to find with Neil leading and the familiar trumpet crooning at the stage and Jessamine had to fight to keep her eyes from closing. 
“Might you be charmingly coerced
No need to be so shy
Take reassurance, I
Know how to guide you through
The worst steps, first steps first
 “It’s not too late to admit you picked the wrong dancing partner.” Jessamine finally found her voice and the confidence to add just a bit of a teasing tone to it, a smile itching at the corner of her lips. Her cheek had come to rest just slightly against his shoulder as they swayed to the music and as a result her voice was slightly muffled by the material of his dress shirt.
 “You’re selling yourself short. It’s been at least a minute since we’ve had another incident. You’re a natural.” Each time he spoke she could feel the rumbling of his chest against hers and her head felt dizzy with the warmth and solidity of him. 
“And I’m certainly not going to say that after I finally got up the guts to come ask you for a dance in the first place.” Neil’s confession took Jessamine by surprise and she pulled back to look him in the eyes searching for any signs of jest but only finding an intensity that sent her stomach exploding into a storm of butterflies. 
“You...you had to work up the courage to ask me?” The image of Colonel Neil Harding having to work up the nerve to ask anything of Jessamine was too comical to be taken seriously but there was no denying the truth behind his statement. “You’re a beautiful woman, Jessamine. And smart and successful. Hell, you’d have every reason to reject a dance from an old colonel like me.” 
This was almost too much for Jessamine to take and she struggled to wrap her mind around his confession. All she could do was blink dazedly up at him as her cheeks flushed bright red. A smile broke out across Neil’s face and he laughed, arm tightening around her waist for a moment. “I hope that wasn’t too out of line and that I haven’t just read this entire interaction incorrectly. But your friends made it pretty clear to me earlier that you felt the same about me.” 
Oh…oh…oh it was all coming together now.
Jessamine couldn’t help the laughter that bubbled up from her chest and she leaned forward to rest her forehead against his shoulder. His own rumbling laugh was mixing with hers and soon Jessamine had relaxed with the words of his confession replaying in her mind. The song faded and another slow ballad picked began, nothing but their breathing and the shuffling of shoes on the floor mixing with the music to fill the space between them.  “So,” Neil murmured, dragging Jessamine’s attention to his face once again, “you do feel the same?” 
This time, Jessamine didn’t shy away from the intense and earnest way he was looking at her. Instead she lifted herself up on the tip of her toes just enough to bring her lips to his cheek. 
 She would have words with Ginny and Beth about this. But later…after another dance. 
Yes, after another dance with Neil.
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kidstemplatte · 7 months
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I love your work so much it always bring a smile to my face :) I was wondering if you had any headcannons or info on Violetta? I’d love to hear all about her!! (If you’re not saving it for your stories ofcc!)
terzo/reader’s daughter headcanons
thank you so much!!! here is just some super random (mostly baby lol) info i have on her! it’s a bit all over the place so i’m sorry about that! i hope you enjoy!
-before violetta was born, when primo found out she was going to be named violetta, (he was the only person who was told), he planted violets in his garden🥺
-i know i’ve mentioned this before but it makes me smile ——> the only thing that was guaranteed to stop her from crying from ages 0-3 was swiss’s smile. (in this universe swiss is a ghoul while terzo is papa okay) she thought it was the funniest thing ever, it was kind of like peekaboo, the way it just appeared under his darkly colored mask. (omg it’s so cute i’ll never get over it i’m DEFINITELY writing a fic about that )
-terzo would take her anywhere he could. literally could not put her down. heck, he’d be sitting in a meeting with her in his lap. sometimes you had to jokingly remind him she was your daughter too.
-her first word came about in a funny way., you and terzo were trying to convince violetta to say your name.
“say mama, violetta!”
“no, say papa!”
“no, don’t listen to him, say mama!”
“no no no, il mio pipistrello, say papa!”
she looked at you two, and with great confidence, imitated you, saying,
“no!”
which left you two rolling on the floor, tears nearly escaping your eyes. it looks like she inherited the sass from both you and terzo.
-violetta developed a habit of pronouncing certain words in an accent depending on who said them the most. she said “seestor” rather than “sister” for the longest time. everyone thought it was adorable, so nobody corrected her. there was nothing a sister of sin loved more than little violetta running up to them and saying, “seestor!”
-babysat by not only the ghouls but “uncle copi” a lot🥺 i think he’s the one who teaches her to ride a bike for the first time. (maybe i’ll write something more about this, the concept is so cute😭)
-violetta is a scorpio ♏️ (i also headcanon terzo as a scorpio or a gemini hehe but i think the idea of them having the same sign is cute)
-still working on her MBTI type but i think she’s an enneagram type 4.
-was raised on spooky/witchy/fantasy things like harry potter, tim burton movies, the labyrinth, the dark crystal, as well as a lot of musicals. (phantom of the opera, cats, and wicked especially)
-violetta has a passion for fashion and costuming (hehe rhyming), sometimes her dad goes to her for advice.
when he’s getting fitted for a new robe for a special event, he’s having trouble making some decisions.
“would you prefer the gold or silver trim?” the seamstress asks.
“eh…” he says, honestly not sure.
“give me un momento.” he says, taking out his phone and texting violetta:
“Need your advice in the fitting room per favore”
within a few moments, she bursts in, and as she catches sight of him, instantly says,
“i like gold.“
“gold it is, then.”
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i hope you enjoyed this!!! it gave me some fun ideas coming up in the future!! ❤️
if you have sent me a request, it will be posted!
<3, alice
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jackfrombaskinrobbins · 10 months
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baking contest w/ the avengers!!
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type of writing: headcanons / scenario
word count: 1k
request: yes / no
original request: OMG CAN U PLS DO THE AVENGERS IF THEY HAD LIKE A COOKING OR BAKING CONTEST?
dynamic: avengers x teen!reader (teenage avenger series)
characters: reader, scott lang, nick fury, clint barton, harley keener, peter parker, miles morales, tony stark, pietro maximoff etc
a/n: HECK YEAH I CAN!!!! i loved this idea sm i was so excited to get this request :D i'm getting back into writing so sorry if it's a lil bad lol. also guys i'm gonna open requests again so feel free to submit!! i have a lot of muse for spiderverse stuff atm hehe so i may post again today!! tysm, hope u enjoy!!!
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so there’s this thing that the avengers do
in order to do team bonding
they’ll assign partners in the beginning of the year
& each month, a new set of partners will choose something to do
and it’s always super fun
like that’s how u ended up at the trampoline park last month
& how scott ended up with a broken arm rip king
so this month had to be something a little less dangerous
kinda funny when u think about it like it’s literally the avengers they’re in dangerous situations all the time
and while you wanted to do something different, certain ~forces~ kept preventing that
like y’all were watching a movie a couple weeks ago
and fury came on the screen 
how he could hack into it idk hes nick fury dude he can do anything
but he just looked at the camera and said “no more dumbass trampoline parks”
HAH
so yeah it had to be something tame 
anyway so this month was you and scott!!!!
best duo ever!!!!!!
so you had to plan what to do
& scott refused to go skydiving bc that was your first choice
smh scott it would be so fun!!!!
his arm was still broken & he said that was why he wouldn’t go but like…. scott we know ur a scaredy-cat
anyway you were trying to decide when suddenly he was like
“y/n!!!! i totally forgot! the great british baking show just premiered and i promised clint we could watch it together!”
and that gave you an idea
scott LOVED it
but y’all needed a couple things before 
first of all, u needed baking supplies
when i say baking supplies i mean BAKING SUPPLIES
there’s like a thousand avengers at this point bruh :’)
scott almost got one of those instacart orders for it but u hated the thought of an instacart person getting ur crazy order
so it was store time :D 
let’s just say tony’s credit card was used very well that day 😛
then it was time to pick teams
not everyone had to participate
wanda said she wanted in
so pietro joined too which was slightly concerning
the man literally burnt a bowl of cereal once
and ur probably thinking “how—”
EXACTLY
only you and harley saw it and honestly it rendered u both speechless
tony joined too
but you and scott made sure he knew that there could be NO robots 
vision asked to be a judge
scott said “vis, we really appreciate that but… uh… don’t you like not eat?”
“ah! you are correct, scott. i do not consume food in the traditional way. however, given my vast knowledge & global database, i do believe that i would be a very good judge of presentation and overall ingredient chemistry.”
“alright, you do that buddy!”
also off topic but why do i just know that tony would give vision the nickname “chat gpt”
 sorry i had to get that out ANYWAYY
you got a few more people to participate 
sam and bucky wanted to be a team, and harley peter & miles wanted to be a team too
yknow what that was fine by you
so the day came.
you had turned one of the empty conference rooms into a crazy kitchen setup
thx party city for the confetti & balloons!!! ;)
in came your loyal hosts, scott & clint
(clint begged you and scott to let him host, he kept using a british accent until you said yes & just trust me it was good that he finally stopped)
you, natasha, and vision were the taste & presentation judges
you surveyed scott’s & your work, pretty proud of how it turned out
“ALRIGHTY THEN, READY, SET, OFF THE BLIMEY!!”
vision shot you a quizzical look, but you just shook your head.
scott & clint rly were a…. hosting duo
yep, the most… hosting duo of all time
the hostiest hosters to ever host
omg the funniest thing was that they kept eating the cookie dough from harley peter & miles’ station
they literally had to push them away
peter & miles webbed their hands shut HAHA
everyone else seemed to be doing pretty well though
aside from their usual arguing, bucky & sam seemed to actually be making something good
wanda was perfect as per usual
and pietro was zipping around the kitchen, causing tony’s flour to rise up in his face
steve came over, blowing a whistle and pointed at pietro
you and scott had enlisted him to be the referee
yes, cooking shows don’t normally have referees, but think abt the ppl we’re dealing with here 😀
anyways finally time was up!!!
but you and scott still had a trick up your sleeves.
“and now presenting our special guest judge… GIVE IT UP FOR NICK FURY!!”
yes that’s right, he had said yes to this
after you promised to finish a mission report for him
and bought him some new eyepatches
which was why he was wearing a navy blue one complete with rhinestones
pietro was up first, and he placed four slices of chocolate cake in front of all the judges.
“i gotta say p, this actually looks really good!” you spoke, and he beamed.
natasha didn’t look so sure
“as y/n says, it does look alright on the outside. however, it does seem like there’s some sort of… strange ingredient in the chemical makeup… i am going to analyze for a moment.” said vision
“aw, let’s just eat the damn thing already!” fury spoke, and so you all did.
“mm, it’s good!!” you said, and natasha nodded in agreement.
but did not have the same reaction. 
he had stopped chewing, and his eye had narrowed. he was giving pietro a death stare.
��uhm… fury? what is … jolly wrong with you?” scott asked, his british accent wavering.
“yeah… guv’nr?” said clint.
“who the hell puts hot sauce in a damn chocolate cake. you better start runnin’ maximoff, because i’m comin’ for you!!” fury spoke, getting progressively louder.
“that one was supposed to be for y/n- i mean vision! yeah! oops. um…” pietro spoke, before disappearing from the room in a quick streak.
after that, fury left. 
and that's why now cooking/baking competitions are banned on the premises of SHIELD!!
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Wednesday SEASON 2 Dream
Vivid dream of upcoming season for Wednesday. Writing so it manifests lol
It was a series of behind the scenes:
There was a future fight scene in fencing once more: Wednesday against the whole fencing team. No rules for location and abilities. Scene plays out of Wednesday deflecting an attack from Bianca whilst the other sirens were already disqualified. Bianca clearly agitated, I assumed it was because it's like a public tournament or smth. Yall they were bouncing off pillars and shit like they were LEVITATING!!
Ballroom scene: Seems like its a more Gothic location, maybe the Addams House? But it had brown and gold accents so maybe not. They have Jenna Ortega on those stunt wires, she's in a very long black dress floating in the air. Looks like the dress gave her newfound abilities for a short moment! Extra: They had her doing this scene where it's like says a word and the dress runs to her and pulls her in to be worn! Which would be a super dope idea!!!
Wenclair scene: ofc it fucking shows up! It was the perspective of the cameraman. Wednesday stands side by side with Enid. And their lines are simply GOLD.
W: ... Truly a most devastating curse.
E: Hey, I wasn't the one who made it a kissing curse okay! Ugh, why did it have to be Sleeping Beauty rules?!
W: Let's get it over with.
E: Wednesday?! You're making me anxious!
W: Good. At least that side of you is still normal.
E: strongest side eye she's ever given
The best part was, after the director said CUT... Emma Myers gets a touch up of her make up and Jenna Ortega, stayed getting ready for the next scene. She was walking all over the place while reading the script again. One of the staff had jokingly said out loud, "Excited for the kiss, Jenna?" And Jenna responded with a blushing smile and the rest of the staff was like WOOOOOO. You can hear Emma laughing in the background.
Anyways, hope yall enjoyed it as much as i had! Some of it were some real cool ideas and I hope to something close to it in the next season
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I want to enable your BillRita screaming so for those ship asks...
How do they sleep?
What's their most and least favorite thing about each other?
How are they with PDA?
What's their favorite thing to tease each other about?
What little things remind them of each other?
I would apologize for how many of these things I sent but we both know I'm not sorry...
OHHHHHHH HEATHER YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH YOU’VE ENABLED ME WITH THIS I’M FROTHING AT THE FUCKING MOUTHHHHHHH GRGSHGRHFJGHASRJGHASJFHSAGRJSFSGAS YOU KNOW I LOVE THEM!!! YOU KNOW I DO!!!!
IM SORRY THIS TOOK 84 YEARS BTW AND THERES A LOT OF TONAL DISSONANCE IN THIS BECAUSE I WAS BEING SILLY AT FIRST BUT THEN I GOT SO FUCKING SERIOUS ABOUT THIS YOU KNOW HOW I AM AHRESGAKJHJSGKHALSJGKHFASG ANYWAY-
im putting this under a cut because it is. so fucking long. im so sorry for my mental illness
3. What's their favorite thing to tease each other about? AHHHHHH i think we all know rita will bully bill over anything and everything because she's just. so mean to him 😭 but i think her favorite thing to make fun of him for is his accent, or really just his being american in general because i think he’d be the most stereotypical american guy lol. he has a silly, dumb american accent and he likes silly, dumb american sports and silly, dumb american food! rita pretends to find his Americanisms™ exasperating but privately she thinks they're funny lmao
as for bill, his favorite thing to tease rita about is how messy she is. i’ve already said it, but rita being a messy bitch and bill being a neat freak is one of my favorite headcanons about them sjdfhskjgffjs… you’d think being in the army would’ve taught rita how to put things away but no, bill finds her bras and stuff lying around all the time and it was awkward at first but he’s gotten used to it now, so he lets her have her little rebellion against army regulations and politely pretends that isn’t her. uh. underwear. wedged between the couch cushions next to him when he sits down to do Important Media Relations Major Stuff™ on his computer 😳
5. How do they sleep? they sleep back to back because it's a show of trust and vulnerability for both of them... blubbubbublbddlwwbwudfbfbldludubldublub;;,.,$$.,$,&.,., goodbye... i'm crying now...
of course, by the time the morning rolls around bill is normally lying half on top of rita and drooling a bit on her shirt, which isn’t super sexy but bill will be bill 🤷‍♀️
7. What's their most and least favorite thing about each other? AHHHHHH oh my god. i have to think long and hard about this and it sounds like a cop-out but i truly don't think bill really has a favorite thing about rita. if you ask him what it is, he will actually spontaneously combust from thinking too hard.
but the short answer is her smile!!! he works so fucking hard to make her smile—cracking jokes, doing nice things for her, earning her praise by proving his competence—and he swears it lights up the entire room whenever he can get her to do it!!! 😭 and if he can get her to laugh? he won’t be able to think about anything else but that sound for DAYS
on the other hand, his least favorite thing about her is…well, probably her optimism. she's not very good at it. in fact, most of the time it just makes him feel worse whenever she tells him he’ll just have to try harder next time! like gee, thanks rita! he was already doing that but he’ll take it into consideration… just like he did the last time… and the time before that… and before that…
when it comes to rita though, she would never, even on pain of death, say anything sappy like her “favorite thing” about bill where someone else can hear her, but i think her favorite thing about him is—surprisingly, since it’s his least favorite thing about her—his optimism.
for her, it’s just been so long since she was able to enjoy things without feeling guilt or some kind of loss, but bill somehow never lost that. which certainly isn’t to say he didn’t acquire his fair share of trauma or grief or loss along the way, but he remains steadily resilient in the face of adversity even in the very last iteration—“we’ve had worse :)”—and that strikes a chord with her, i think. then, slowly, being around someone so stubbornly happy despite carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders starts to not only impress her, but it heals her. with his help, she learns to enjoy things again: the delight of a good meal after years of carrying a bad aftertaste in her mouth, the comfort of a spacious hotel room and a soft bed after sleeping on the ground for god knows how long, the satisfaction of a healthy jog just around the block after spending years running at a sprint with no breaks. the all-consuming joy of someone knowing her the way she never dreamed anyone would ever know her again after before. the relief of not having to think about 'before' anymore because now she has an 'after' to look forward to instead.
ahem. sorry. i got carried away for a second.
that being said, her least favorite thing about bill is easy to pin down and that is his complete and utter lack of dignity LOL... rita can say for absolute certain she has never met a man with as little pride as bill cage, and although he is rather funny and makes for surprisingly good company on a quiet day, he is often ridiculously embarrassing to be around and can be very difficult when he doesn’t want to do something because he’s being a chicken about it🙄
14. What little things remind them of each other? ohhhhhhh 🥺🥺🥺 i apologize because u will get a LOT of sappiness for this but-
on bill's side, he is reminded of rita in everything, but mainly in their experiences together. he sees her in a young woman's loosely braided hair as she passes him on the street. he sees her in his coffee cup when the waitress taking his order asks if he wants sugar or cream. he sees her in the sun at 6:45pm exactly, when he and rita sat together on the fence outside the farmhouse and watched it disappear over the horizon. in his lifetime, he's experienced everything with her, and he probably has as many things to remember her by as there are stars in the cosmos.
of course, he's reminded of her in other ways as well. things she taught him. he thinks of her when he looks to the sun to check the time rather than turning over his wrist, just like she taught him. he thinks of her when he does his stretches at the gym, just like she taught him. he thinks of her when he checks all his exits every time he enters a room and someone closes the door, just like she taught him. everything he knows he learned from her and for her.
it's harder for rita though, because she doesn't have anything to remember him by, so she remembers the little things instead: his preferences and whatnot. she pretends not to care when he tells her where he's from or what his favorite color is, but she thinks of him when his favorite baseball team is shown on television, or when she goes for a walk in the park and it starts to rain even though it's sunny out because sunshowers make him smile the brightest :')
26. How are they with PDA? UGHRGRHREHGHUDRHGJSHRKHASG DONT MAKE ME THINK ABOUT ESTABLISHED BILLRITA AND PDA ILL EXPLODE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
no but bill has ALWAYS been a pda guy that much is so obvious!! i think he was always chasing something real with his old girlfriends, and even if it never felt like much with them, it was better than nothing... and then he fell head over ass into the mimic war and the closest thing to PDA he got was a kick in the gut or the barrel a gun trained on his temple, so surely no one can fault him for craving comfort, reassurance, intimacy—anything to take him away from the reality he was living in for even 5 seconds.
...and this did not answer the question at all which is to say bill is SO fucking annoying (affectionate) about pda 😭 rita please hold his hand please kiss him on the forehead please cuddle him he wants to hold you he wants you to hold him PLEASE!!! he will actually die if you don't and then you'll be sad (he hopes) :'(
meanwhile rita is a fan of pda in the way cats are a fan of anything. she either wants all the fucking pda or none of it. if she's not the one initiating, bill is Not the one getting it 😔
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Lol I know you've been getting a lot of Valkyrie fanfic and as a fellow valkyrieP I'm here to add more( if you are tired of em or if you are not comfortable it's fine to ignore this😌). I'm here to rq a Valkyrie with a reader who is in a newly made unit that have a malice mizer theme outfit and creates dark meaning songs if you get what I mean. Scenario or drabble, up to you. Thanks for reading this😊
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Artistic Sanctuary
Synopsis : After joining a newly formed unit, you excitedly told Mika and Shu about your live that’s coming up! After constantly pleading for them to watch you perform, they finally gave into your request. Both Mika and Shu entered the venue to finally watch you for the first time, not knowing that they’d be pleasantly surprised.
Era : Music !!
Warning/s : Implied mentions of the War era
Mentioned Character/s : G/N!Reader / Mika / Shu
A/N : Hi Anon !! Don’t worry about it~ Valkyrie’s songs were actually one of the reasons why I got into enstars !! So Valk definitely has a place in my heart hehehe~ I’m not too familiar with Malice Mizer but I looked into some of their songs and they seem super cool !! I love their outfits too !! I hope I did your request justice and I hope you enjoy <3
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As the crowd continued to funnel into the venue, the hushed voices of excitement were the only things that surrounded Mika and Shu. Mika sat on his seat with just as much excitement as the other fans yet, contained himself as his eyes darted around the room, trying to look for a certain someone. Shu sat beside him patiently, his hands held Mademoiselle close as he combed her long, blonde hair. He was already getting quite annoyed at the crowd, and was trying his absolute best to hold himself back from yelling at them. Though, internally, Shu was also quite curious as to what will happen next.
──•~❉᯽ 1 Week Ago ᯽❉~•──
“Please Shu~! I promise it’ll be a worthwhile experience! Just this one time and then you guys don’t have to attend any more future ones if you don't wanna!” you pleaded, as Shu merely continued to stitch the costume in his hands, seemingly ignoring your overly dramatic pleas.
“Non! I absolutely cannot stand crowds! Being trapped within such a herd is truly unpleasant!” “I understand but I really want to know what you guys think of our performance! Please~?” “For the last time [ Y/N ], non!”
Dramatically groaning in defeat, you allowed yourself to plop onto the seat beside you as you continued to quietly watch Shu tend to his craft. “Nnha... Sorry bout that [ Y/N ], maybe we can see ya perform some other time?” Mika comforted, giving you an apologetic smile as he took a seat beside you.
Sighing in defeat, you gave him a small smile in return, “Thank you Mika~ I-” before you could've said anything else, a thought popped into your head. “-I just thought that it'd be interesting for you guys since our unit leans towards the artistic route too… You know?” you continued.
In the corner of your eye, you noticed that Shu paused for a split second, as if he was thinking about something, before he loudly sighed in defeat and placed his costume down.
“Humph! Very well… I shall bear with such an insolent crowd in order to judge your performance fairly. After all, ordinary people can never seem to comprehend the arts!” “Thank you so much! I promise you guys won’t be disappointed!”
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As the lights started to dim, the crowd seemingly got louder. Their whispers turned into loud cheers as the spotlight shone onto the stage. Looking up, Mika and Shu’s eyes widened in awe when they finally saw you and your unitmates standing on stage.
Your outfits were designed in a gothic style, paired with small intricate accessories that were bold in colour. The lipstick combined with the dark eyeshadow, and makeup as a whole, helped compliment all the small accents on the outfits which further pushed its overall gothic style.
Not only that, but your outfits were even historically accurate! Mika and Shu were surprised at this fact because they were used to seeing other performers take creative liberty, yet your unit stayed true to the time period. The stitching style even matched the techniques that would’ve been used at that time!
To say that Shu and Mika were impressed would be an understatement. The fact that everything matched the set of the stage made everything so much more cohesive.
Just like a painting, the details and composition all tied together nicely, ready for the main event.
The first notes of the song resounded throughout the room as you began to sing. Mika and Shu were initially taken aback from the lyrics but soon came to realize just how raw and real they were.
No sugarcoating, no lies. It was as if your unit purposefully took on the role of being the personification of reality.
Reality has its beautiful moments, but it also has its own fair share of atrocities. Mika and Shu both knew that, they dealt with moments like these in the past themselves, and the music perfectly encapsulated this dichotomy.
Watching your performance was like watching a painter make their strokes on a canvas. Your voice matched your lyrics while the same was true for your unitmates and theirs. It was as if everything was planned accordingly, even up to the inflections of the words, in order to bring forth the purest of emotions for the audience to witness and experience.
Throughout your performance, you were able to see them both within the crowd. Mika was cheering for you with a wide smile plastered on his face as his dual-coloured eyes shone with excitement, while Shu constantly nodded in content as the live went on. Through that small gesture alone, you knew your unit was able to match his standards, which internally made you cheer.
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Once the live ended, and the crowd dissipated, you left backstage with your unitmates before seeing Mika and Shu patiently waiting for you by the door. “I’ll see you guys next time, good job today!” you smiled, giving your unit a quick wave, before running towards the two Valkyrie members.
“So, what did you guys think?” you asked excitedly, eyes shining with glee and curiosity.
“[ Y/N ]! Yer performance was really good! Yer outfits are gorgeous, they're super detailed n’ accurate too, ya know!” “As a fellow artist, I shall admit that the amount of intricacy that was put into the details and craftsmanship of your performance was très bien. It’s such a shame that the crowd was filled with ignorants who lack understanding of its artistic value.”
“Aw thank you guys so much~ I’m so glad you liked it!" you smiled with glee. "Hopefully, you can watch again next time! If you want to, of course~” you added, chuckling a bit. Seeing the content expression on your face stirred a warm, happy feeling within them and they couldn’t help but give in.
It wouldn’t hurt to take you up on that offer and watch you perform again, after all.
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annabtg · 20 days
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4, 10, 12, 14, 24 from here !
Hiii ❤
4. favourite dish specific for your country?
Ooof so many?? I can never resist a traditional pita souvlaki - with pork, tomato, onion, tzatziki and fries in it, please! Even the smell of it is enough to make me hungry 🤩
10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language?
I don't swear much in my native language; swearing was very much taboo in my home growing up and I never quite managed to grow out of it. I do use some words my father would disown me for 😂 but still, even though I'm not sure I've ever said it out loud, I think fondly of the mouthwatering pleasure it would be to tell someone, "γαμιέσαι" = (you are getting fucked - meaning, what you're doing now is shitty).
12. what do you think about English translations of your favourite native prose/poem?
I once looked for translated pieces by one of my favourite authors, Antonis Samarakis. I found one short piece and was super disappointed. His language has that 50s-60s air which is very specific and not too easy to translate, I think.
I've read Greek poetry translated in English, though (Kavafis, Elytis) and while I'm not very much a poetry person, I think they translate well.
14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV?
I grew up on classic Greek movies and 90s TV and have a soft spot for them! I don't care much about today's cinema and TV - I've heard there are some masterpieces in the rough but I'm not very much a visual media person these days. I prefer reading.
24. what other nation is joked about most often in your country?
I'm happy to report that racist jokes have gone way down since I was a kid (or maybe I'm hanging out with better people? Lol). I'd say the Albanians, but not with as much malice as it used to be - more like their very specific accent when they speak Greek. And the quintessential German tourist and their wearing socks with sandals. :p
"Hi, I'm not from the US" ask set here!
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hi! I always get super excited about fandom OCs, so it's been such a treat to hear about Tzafael! I worked a little on a design for them (lmk if you're ok with me posting it) but a lot of questions came up:
this is gonna sound really vague, but what's their vibe? I'm getting "pretends to be a gentleman but will ABSOLUTELY fish for compliments and randomly fuck with people cause of the power play" but I could be totally off. does he ever snap at people/hurt them if they're not polite? are they super condescending like some of the other angels or is he more like adam and kind of,,, uhh openly a dick? or are they more of a crowley type (kind of gooey inside and mostly left heaven because it was too bureaucratic and constricting)? do they burst into hell buildings and just incite chaos? again I know this is super vague but like ,,, basically I need a dialogue snippet to know what they're like lol
what's their accent? do they have special vocal quirks/tics? special catchphrases or words they use a lot?
do they have any real friends in hell (not just contracts)? do they miss anyone from heaven?
did they like being an exorcist?
hobbies?
what are the implications of the magpie/eyeball motifs? do they have a transcendent sense of sight? are they overstimulated or even haunted by the fact that they have to see so much all the time? do they have any bird habits (preening is a must lol but anything else?)? do they have a nictitating membrane and freak people out by blinking sideways with all of their eyes?
is their magpie form like a really scary demon form or are they just like. a normal bird. (that's way funnier imo)
I'm sorry but,,, I'm such a sucker for angst. where's his soft spot? how does he react to having it poked? does he lash out like a panicked animal or break down and try to hide?
do they have sharp teeth? I've seen that in other art of them but since they're not technically fallen I'm thinking of just doing fangs
how would he react to seeing a child (is he good with children? does he terrify/terrorize them?)?
what does "very good grip strength" imply???
whew, sorry for that monster of an ask! you said you liked talking about them so I just vomited everything that came to mind while I was drawing him, but definitely don't answer anything you don't find interesting!
PLEASE DO NOT APOLOGIZE YOU HAVE MADE MY EVENING. Both by offering me a delightful plethora of questions to answer about Tzafael, and also by drawing them aaaaaaaah- I would absolutely love to see you post it!! <3
Long post incoming!!
Their vibe: They are still an angel, and subscribe to morals that involve seeing themselves as a relatively good person - kind of like Lucifer's sense of superiority over sinners! So they are polite and friendly in a way that sometimes makes it evident that they know they can afford to be because they're above most of the people around them. They won't overtly fish for compliments, but that's why stroking their ego is so effective: they won't ask for it, but it's their most major vice. It's like petting a purring tiger. They enjoy when their presence is shocking, so they will absolutely walk casually into places where they know anyone able to identify them will freak out, and they'll visibly find the results amusing, but they won't outright admit to doing it on purpose. When they actually get into conflict with people, they like to look like they're being the bigger man about it, but they're honestly biting at the bit for a reason to go casually nuclear on someone who looks like they deserve it.
Speech patterns: Tangible but not over-the-top valley girl accent. They think it's fucking hilarious. Mildly prone to nefarious laughter, though it's generally because they're genuinely amused.
Friendships: Their concept of friendship is a little bit detachedly celestial. They definitely have friends in every ring, but they're bad about accidentally not visiting for long periods of time and they're prone to feeling like nobody in hell can genuinely understand them. They make contracts with relative ease with people they are friendly with specifically because they like feeling like the person people come to for powerful assistance. They'd probably do best seeing if they can befriend any of the seven sins, to minimize the baseline imbalance of power level and lifespan, but it just feels awkward when they all know Lucifer. The unassuming, baseline comraderie is the main thing they miss about heaven.
On exorcism: They fucking loved the power trip of being an exorcist. Too much. That's why they stayed in hell in the first place. And then they thought about it too damn long and got to know the locals, and now it's just fucking awkward to go around killing indiscriminately. Knowing too much really took the fun out of it! They used to join in on the exorcisms when they came around again, but not anymore.
Hobbies: They keep fish! They like setting up self-maintaining freshwater aquariums of various sorts, and particularly enjoy feeling like they've captured a genuine slice of nature in a fish tank. They visited Vox's shark tanks once and thought they were boring as hell because the sharks are mechanical and he doesn't have any live flora. They also enjoy being a huge gossipy bitch, which is arguably like 90% of what they actually use their powers for.
Powerset: While Lucifer has the power of Creation, Tzafael has the power of Sight. They see a great many things, and they see those things As They Are. So, basically: localized omniscience. They can't read minds, but they can tell if some is lying to them, and they can also see everything within a certain vicinity (depending on how hard they're pushing it), including through walls. This isn't weird or overwhelming to them: it's how they were designed to exist! If anything, losing that would make them feel blind. They also have a very small amount of foresight, which is mostly useful for being hard to hit in a fight and also being obnoxious by unintentionally interrupting people's sentences. This does not help them come off as less condescending.
Leaving heaven: Seeing the truth of things as they are, and seeing everything around makes the facade of heaven frustrating and tedious to swallow. They prefer hell because it feels more honest!
Bird traits: Absolutely hell yes to the nictitating membranes on every single eyeball, which also doubles as protection against any eyeball stabbing! They preen, they adore shiny shit, they love to gab and gossip, and while they are mostly a magpie, any bird seraph is going to be a bird of prey in some way or another, so it is as difficult to break their grip as it would be that of a raptor of similar size. I think it's implied that all heavenly and some demonic beings have various stages of their true forms, so their humanoid birdform is a similar style to what we see from Sera in the first few seconds of meeting her, and their true form is closer to what we see of Stolas at the end of Truth Seekers in Helluva Boss, except with about a billion more looming eyeballs. As for their most humanoid form's teeth: I figured they'd stayed in hell long enough for their teeth to go sharp like Lucifer's, but I am also super down for fangs if you have a design you're playing with!
Children: Ehhh...kinda cute, when they're not Tzafael's responsibility. Frequently funny in small doses or from a distance. Delightfully honest or else delightfully poor liars. Often just not their bag, though, especially if they kids are spoiled or self-absorbed (sorry, what was that? "Hypocrite"? Must have misheard.)
ANGST: They are a social animal and they miss their flock! They keep mooning about potentially reconnecting with Lucifer because they fucking miss heaven, except heaven doesn't feel like it did when they were a kid, so it doesn't feel like home. Any small inconveniences, they feel free to whine about with deliberately humorous dramatics, but when they feel genuinely hurt, they withdraw, hide in their nest, and keep it to themselves as best as they can. It hurts the ego to admit that kind of weakness when they're supposed to be a fucking seraph, especially when they feel alone and without equals in their place in the world. But even though heaven turned out to be a damn lie, they miss family. On a more minor note, they're also a poor sport about being genuinely made fun of in bad faith.
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welcomehomerandomness · 9 months
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Welcome Home Website Update Reaction Notes (7/22/2023) Part 1 (SPOILERS)
Hey guys! Today I'm gonna show you my reactions to the Welcome Home website via my notes on Google Docs. I wrote 5 pages and spent around 5 or 6 hours exploring the website lol. Hope you enjoy it! Here's Part 1!
NEW HOME ART
The little Home doodle is so cute omg
FRANK AND BARNABY’S VOICES IN “ANSWER” OMG
Barnaby’s voice is honestly like a mix of Rowlf and Fozzie from the Muppets which matches well with his personality
Frank’s voice is like a mix of Gonzo from the Muppets and Gyro from DuckTales (the 2017 one)
THERE’S A GLITCH AT THE END WHAT
The Frank and Julie sprites on the FAQ page is so cute
THE STICKERS ARE SO CUTE
THE SEASONAL BANNERS
Wally and Barnaby (Winter), Frank and Eddie (Spring), Sally and Julie (Summer), and Howdy and Poppy (Fall/Autumn)
I just realized the golden flowers on Home’s sticker give me Undertale vibes
The Frank and Julie sprites on the News page is so cute too
Question Answerer seems sus
THE NEIGHBORS HAVE AUDIO WITH TEXT TRANSCRIPTS I REPEAT THE NEIGHBORS HAVE AUDIO WITH TEXT TRANSCRIPTS
“That’s the most!” Awww Wally
The drumroll on Barnaby’s audio and his little awkward laugh I love him
Yes Julie let’s play a game with a pogo stick, a bowl of pasta, and a pair of roller skates and cause chaos in the Neighborhood lol
I swear I will be depresso if Frank, Eddie, and Howdy get hurt or die…Those three are on my top 3 favorite WH characters (in no specific order) :(
I should make a list of favorite Welcome Home neighbors lol
Anyways
YES FRANK YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE
I love Eddie’s Southern accent and the way he talks sorta reminds me of Launchpad from DuckTales (the 2017 one)
Awww Eddie is scared of a bug and he wants Frank’s help awww
Eddie doesn’t want his paper chains to be ruined :(
I realized the Frank and Eddie one is also called “answer” and so far the two videos mention bugs and Frank is in each video
HOWDY’S VOICE
He definitely sounds like one of those people working on radio stations
I feel like if he’s not a shopkeeper, he would definitely work on a radio station
Howdy’s Radio Podcast when???
Sally’s voice is so dramatic and I love it
*insert scared Poppy chicken/bird noise*
Also is Poppy alright? I’m kinda worried :(
The voices of the neighbors are fantastic so far the voice actors did really great in their roles :D
Poppy and Frank = best cooking/baking duo
I wonder what those seed things taste like…They probably taste good
Frank mentions Wally eating with his eyes
The third “answer” video with Poppy and Frank mentioning butterflies
I love the Sally and Howdy sprites on the Merchandise page
The “duet” page with Wally on the phone is kinda eerie
Wally sounds dead inside
I love you too Wally lol
The rimshot and horn honk on Barnaby’s phone audio lol
Don’t worry Barnaby your jokes always make me laugh
I love Barnaby’s little “Buh bye!”
I reread "It's-For-You!" Talking Telephone Toy page, I thought it said “Mario, Inc.” instead of “Marlo, Inc.”
Super Mario is canon in this universe jk
Julie’s voice is freaking adorable
I wanna listen to Frank’s bug facts everyday
Frank freaking slanders Barnaby
I love Eddie’s jingle
I wanna get some school supplies from Eddie now lol
I love Howdy’s laughs lol
Protect Howdy at all costs
I love the “ta-da!” jingle from Sally
“…I said ‘Hellooo!’ That’s your cue!” Sally radiates theater kid energy and I love her
Poor Poppy doesn’t know how a phone works :(
*insert more scared Poppy chicken/bird noises*
Howdy’s and Frank’s letters to Wally are so wholesome
I love the insect sketches
Sally calls Julie “Juliet” that’s a cute name
Eddie is the most OP character lol
But can Eddie beat Goku tho???
I think Howdy is OP too but who knows
Julie asking Eddie to catch him is basically the “If I run and leap at Terry” scene from Brooklyn Nine-Nine
Also I actually don’t watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine btw I just know the memes
Anyways
When Frank said “Oh my”, I imagine them blushing asdfghjkl
I forgot to put this here but I love when Frank calls Eddie “Mr. Dear” that’s so cute
I love Julie and Frank’s besties dynamic in the “answer” video
PUPPET WALLY’S REFLECTION ON ONE OF THE RECORDS
I wanna buy every single merch if they are real lol
The live interview reminds me of those Muppet and Sesame Street interviews and it’s quite charming ngl
“Oh no, I don’t know. I love everyone. I love my friends.” Wally poly confirmed???
The interviewer’s name is Rick (and Morty asdfghjkl)
Miss Beagle is mentioned!!!
“I tell ya, we got a neighbor who's got an arm like a professional baseball player! It’s not easy!” Is Barnaby talking about Julie or Eddie?
I want to watch the "Julie-rella" segment so bad
Also Fairy "Dog"-mother lmao
Hopscotch To The Max wtf hahaha
“It took us an hour to get you down off Howdy's roof, and we still don’t know where the green chalk went…” Julie, you played hopscotch on Howdy’s roof???
I love Frank’s and Julie’s singing voices
I love how Barnaby just barges in and Frank is like “wtf”
I love Barnaby’s singing voice too
“Aw. I wanted to learn the colors.” Awww Wally is so adorable
“Wally, don’t look! He’s INDECENT!” That actually made me laugh even as I’m rereading the transcript and typing this down
A wild Howdy appears! *insert Pokemon battle music*
Also some of the “Just So” song demo seems to be distorted…That’s sus
The concept art of Julie’s “Just So” Bowling Dress is so cute
I also love how Frank and Julie wear outfits that match the games they play that’s so wholesome
Howdy’s laughs cure my depression
I love Howdy slapping the countertop when he laughs
Sole and Lyco awww
Awww Frank’s little “thank you”
“I’m sorry, I’ll see what I can do.” AWWW
I love when Julie translates to what Frank’s plants are saying it’s so wholesome
Eddie: *talks about the entire plot of Jack and the Beanstalk which involves Jack climbing up the beanstalk, encountering a giant, and cutting down the beanstalk with a big ax*
Poppy who is dressed as the beanstalk: Haha. I’m in danger.
Wally’s puppet hands are holding some yarn in “answer” but he seems that he’s not moving…
I can barely hear Poppy and Howdy’s dialogue in the videeo since I don’t have headphones on but I assume it’s a friendly conversation as usual since I can hear Howdy’s laugh lol
Wally’s hand trying to grab the cup of tea??? coffee??? in “answer”
Poppy and Sally talking about plays as usual lol
A human hand??? With a glove???
I don’t know who this human is but I’m pretty sure she’s a Howdy fan lol
I’m answering the Welcome Home worksheet because why not lol
1) Barnaby 2) Sally 3) Poppy 4) Julie 5) Wally
Now where’s my prize/j
I’m guessing that Wally replica puppet is going to come to life lol
I wanna go to this exhibition so bad if this is real lol
Awww the Poppy and Barnaby sprites…
I accidentally clicked the “Hello” doodle on the Guestbook and I’m scared
The page is called “Find”
Wally??? Wally you ok???
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boxwinebaddie · 4 months
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uncle neen...yk im happy that the boys are hating n all but can we get a lil toxic yaoi?
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOUGH, whoever sent me this anon and the one asking me to elaborate on jersey being afriad to say i love you, ENJOY PRISON!!!! WOW!!!!! OW SO MUCH!!!!
( i will be answering that one btw, dw i'm not ignoring it, its just taking a while bc want to make sure its thorough aka my tears keep making my laptop short-circuit while i'm trying to write it...fml )
like maaaan, this is supposed to be my beautiful and relaxing utopia of a tumblr blog where i get to forget that i write multiple unfinished multi-chapter style angst au fanfics and pretend to be peaceful!
your honor, i have never done anything wrong in my life! facts! xx
but uhhhhh....u might be onto something...bc when i tell you, ravesey style literally does not fight bc they are in love ( or hate, ig, bC KYLE CANT SAY I LOVE YOU, I'M GONNA END IT ALLLL ) but if they did, which it's gotta have happened once, right? it was probably crazy, messy and soooooo insane like......ooooough my god, hELP.
*ravenstan vc* pero like they've literally been temporaried and basically married since they were in middle school, SO IF THEY FIGHT??? IF THEY BREAK UP??? DOES THAT MEAN THEYRE GETTING DIVORCED???? IM SICK!!!! IM SO SICK MY STOMACH HURTS SO BAD I HATE THIS!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!
i want to d*e, however....you know me...
and i do Live for the Drama, babey. ;)
like, okay, okay, okay could you imagine them at the same events bc marjorine is in crimson dawn so naturally kyle ft. the blonde crew would all be there ( and we all read my cringe post, we know what used to go on at those events between the boys and what came off ) and oooooooooof, like??? some weird music exec man talking to stan, trying to make a pass at him, tryna touch his ass, making him super uncomfortable and stan just like ahaahaAhaaa! yeah! be in touch! more like please don't touch me lol, i'm literally scared of u, wtf!!! :'((
and jerseykyle walking up after the guy leaves like "I Don't Like How That Guy Was Talking To You" hella overprotective & ravenstan being like "Why Do You Care? You're Not My Boyfriend, Rem(ember)?"
AHHHHHHHHHHHH HELLLLLLL NOOOOOO
I HATE IT HERE LIKE MAAAAAAAAAAN!!! BOOOOO!!!!!!
and kyle just being like "you're right. i'm not." :'|
this is sick....I am SICK.
and kyle trying to deflect and not be vulnerable bc hE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO BE VULNERABLE PLS TELL ME THEY DIDNT BREAK UP BC KYLE CANT SAY I LOVE YOU I WILL PASS AWAY!!!
all like "i can smell the vodka on ur breath, by the way. i thought you quit drinking." and stan quick with it af bc hes defensive relapsing and his drinking problem smh like "yeah? and i can smell the cigarettes on yours. i thought YOU quit." AUUUR NAAAH
and kyle being also defensive about relapsing and his cigarette addiction like "Why Do You Care? You're Not My Boyfriend...
rEm(EmBEr)?"
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!! i'm so sad this is sO!!!!
i feel like its so messy like i feel like they are a bubbline level of messy or like a haylor break up level of messy where stan sings all the romantic kyle songs but makes them Fast instead of slow and does a really bad new jersey accent one time out of spite bc hes schwasted and really sad or writes a really mean song called like psycho babble whatever abt boys who need therapy psychoanalyzing you,,,, AAAA!!!
hell is a place and i hate it here...can they be in love again like MAN?
stan doing interviews and the interviewers trying to skate around the ravesey split so stan doesn't k-word himself and hes just like "no its okay you can say we broke up haha </3" *necks vodka*
"a-anyways, i'm single now! So!"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! TOMATTTTOOOOO
and i bet you he only said that bc he thinks jersey kyle re-entered his grindr manwhore for the streets era!!!! bc the interviewers are being nice but the tabloids are being ruthless and photoshopping a bunch of shit and just like taking pictures of kyle outside of the apartment getting mail like NEXT TO THE FKN MAIL MAN LIKE!! NEW BF!!
bUT LIKE HE DIDNT!!!! HE LITERALLY WOULDNT LIKE OH MY GOD BUT ITS ALL VERY CONVINCING AND STAN DOESNT KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE LIKE MAN WHAT THE FUCK BROTHER!!!!!! NOOOO!!!
i was like hm where is the dial drunk ravenstans one phone call being kyle and kyle not picking up...but ALSO????? where is the scary mean vicious attack dog mean streets new jersey kyle who reverts back to fighting and brawling getting thrown in the cop car and is calling stan/gets dropped on ravenstans doorstep all beat up n bloody and bruised...and stan thinks he was just being reckless and hotheaded and fighting ppl again bUT HE ACTUALLY??? GOT INTO A BAR FIGHT BC SOMEONE SAID SOMETHING ABT RAVEN THAT WAS REALLY FUCKED UP AND LITRALLY BEAT THE SHIT OUT THEM???
i will also have you know that eco/plant king stan knows a lot of natural remedies just from being interested in apothecary stuff and from his mom...but speaking of miss sharon sonrisa, before randy RUINED HER LIFE, she wanted to be a doctor, so she was very skilled in areas of medicine/patching people up and passed all that knowledge onto her lovely son who...literally is scared of blood but does...unfortunately have years of binding under his belt from when he was trying to pass/didn't have top surgery, so he is very good at bandaging wounds ( randy also...gave him lots of practice! haha )
also i want to cry bc...ravenstan is so gentle and will take very good care of u...its probably so tense and so tender in there...when i tell you they are about to KISS that whole time....
ANYWAYS!!!! HOW VERY DARE YOU ASK ME THIS AND MAKE ME MAKE THIS HYPOTHETICAL SITUATION THAT HURT MY FEELINGS...i will...elaborate on it...and make it realer and worse if you ask...BUT KNOW THAT JAIL AWAITS I AM SO UPPPPSET!!!!
-uncle nina, crying and throwing up over the fake ravesey toxic yaoi and drama i created for them FOR THE DRAMA...truly sick n twisted
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bihansthot · 9 months
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Title: Super Self-indulgent Shark Week Spectacular
Rating: G (there is one swear though)
Pairing: Bi-Han x Sol (me), Tomas x Hallvard
Summary: So it’s a little late for Shark Week, but I finally sat down and finished up my super self-indulgent selfship Shark Week spectacular. Feel free to join me on my little adventure as I get to my love of Shark Week with my youngest son for the first time. Thank you lovelies for encouraging me to split my time between reader inserts and self ship content. I don’t really expect anyone to read this but if you enjoy domestic fluff an sharks you might enjoy it.
Author’s Note: As always if you enjoy this please feel free to like, comment and or reblog and please feel free to ask any self ship questions you have, I’m always happy to talk about it. Based on my previous poll, I did drop the tonal accents on the Chinese words, so there are smattering of Chinese names, and familiar terms. Thank you all again for encouraging me to write this and special thanks to @kutleki who also shares my love of Bi-Han and sharks lol
“Bingbing’s asleep? You’re sure? You didn’t just put her in her bed and shut off the light and just walk out did you?” I ask raising an eye at my husband.
“Babe, what do you take me for? First of all, I read her a story until she literally blacked out, then I snuck out of her grasp, tucked her in, and left the room. She’s sound asleep.” Bi-Han answers as he grabs a bowl of popcorn from the kitchen.
“Hmm, ok,” I reply, skeptical that my husband was successful in putting our almost three-year-old to bed. I turn to my sons, “you sure you’re not going to get nightmares, Xue?”
My youngest son gives me an indignant face that I’ve seen his father make too many times, “Mama I’m 9! I’m not a little boy! Sharks aren’t going to give me nightmares! You and Baba kissing all the time will though.” He mimes vomiting and wraps his arms around his stomach and hunching over as if he was in pain.
“Try living with it as long as we have,” my oldest twins answer in unison as they pile onto the couch next to me, leaving no room for their father.
Bi-Han arrives with the popcorn and gives me an upside-down kiss, “oh yeah, total nightmare fuel,” he chuckles and hands the twins the bowl of popcorn.
I shiver slightly and zip my hoodie up a little more, I love spending time with my husband and my boys, but being surrounded by cryomancers with no natural resistance required proper clothing.
Bi-Han notices my slight shiver, “need a blanket babe?” He doesn’t wait for my answer and makes his way to our bedroom to grab one of the fur duvets from our plush king-sized bed. He makes his way back in the living room and the temperature dips again and I’m grateful when he wraps the blanket around my shoulders. He narrows his eyes and looks around before looking at the twins, “and where exactly am I supposed to sit?”
“On the floor with Xue?” Xiao-Han, my oldest, answers confidently.
“Yes, that’s exactly where you boys belong,” Bi-Han glares at the twins while crossing his arms over his chest.
“Y-yes baba,” they answer sheepishly as they slink onto the floor next to their younger brother.
“Is everyone finally settled,” I ask, slightly annoyed with having to wait this long to start watching Shark Week because at the rate we’re going it will be Xue’s bedtime before we can even watch one episode. I grab the remote as my hoard of boys answer affirmatively and I’m just about to press play on the DVR when the door opens wide with a clunk.
“Sorry, we’re late Sol!” Tomas’ voice greets me as he’s followed by Hallvard and Kuai Liang all showing themselves inside our dwelling.
I blink and look over at Bi-Han, “you invited your brothers and didn’t tell me?”
“Well you said it was family night, so yeah? I didn’t think you’d mind,” Bi-Han gives me an odd look as if he didn’t understand what the problem could possibly be.
I scowl at him before turning my attention to our extended family, “guys keep it down, Bingbing is asleep.” I hiss, hoping my boisterous in-laws didn’t wake the baby.
Tomas at least has the decency to look ashamed of himself, “sorry Sol,” he whispers as they make their way to the living room.
Bi-Han stands up, “I’m going to make more popcorn one bowl isn’t going to be enough.” I give him a dismayed look, “babe it’s ok, the boys don’t have school tomorrow, it’s Friday night, and Air Jaws will wait for you, I promise.”
“What about Colossus though? And Deep Blue and Duchess? Are they going to wait?” I sulk as I rattle off the names of Great Whites made famous over the years.
Bi-Han throws another package of popcorn in the microwave and pushes the button while he chuckles, “they’re already recorded qīn, they’ll be fine.”
Kuai Liang settles on the couch next to me and I feel the chill of all my cryomancers dissipate slightly, “do you want me to go check on Bingbing and make sure she’s still asleep?”
I sigh, “if you don’t mind, I really wouldn’t mind letting her stay up, but she’s not even three yet, I don’t know if the sharks would scare her or not. I was about Xue’s age when I started watching Shark Week even if it is a bit older than that, but I suppose I did have a lot of picture books about sharks when I was younger, but not two years old, younger.”
“I don’t mind, she’s my precious niece,” Kuai Liang replies as he gets up and heads down the hallway towards the kids' bedrooms, and my nice air of warmth is gone. A moment or two passes before he comes back with Bingbing nestled excitedly in his arms, “she uh wasn’t asleep.”
“I was afraid of that,” I hold my arms out to take my daughter from her Uncle, but Kuai Liang makes a face and hugs her closer as he sits down with her. I shrug in defeat as he cuddles Bingbing closely and starts baby-talking to her in Chinese, her little face lights up and she tries her best to babble back to him. I feel inadequate, Bi-Han and I have been together 15 years and I can barely string a sentence together in Mandarin, and my two-year-old speaks it better than I can, in my defense Bi-Han is not exactly the best teacher, I try and justify though I find it hard to believe my lie when all four of my children are multilingual and I still need the help of google translate to go to the market. I scowl and turn to my brother-in-law, “cover her eyes if it gets too gruesome.”
“Will do,” Kuai Liang agrees and resumes playing with Bingbing by trying to eat her hands which she is absolutely living for, and squealing with delight.
“Did Uncle Liang play with me when I was Bingbing’s age?” Xue asks and I can’t tell if he’s jealous of his little sister or genuinely curious.
“Are you stupid,” Xiao-Bing answers before I can, “Uncle Liang always played with you when you were meimei’s age, he wouldn’t leave you alone.”
“I played with you and Xiao-Han when you were babies too, you used to love answering your foot like it was a phone, it was so cute,” Kuai Liang reassures the twins, making sure they all know their Uncle spent equal time with them.
“Hey don’t forget about us!” Tomas chimes in stealing a handful of popcorn from the twins, “he’s not your only Uncle! Uncle Halle and I have been here the whole time too!”
I chuckle, “yes you’ve all had plenty of Uncles to look after and play with you boys ever since you were born, I don’t know who was more nervous when I was pregnant first, your Baba or your Shushu.”
“Mama, I don’t wanna hear about Han and Bing again, I want to watch sharks!” Xue pouts and shoves a handful of popcorn in his mouth.
I sigh and look over towards the kitchen, “I want to watch sharks too but we have to wait for Baba.”
Bi-Han dumps the popcorn in a bowl and heads back into the living room passing the bowl to Hallvard, “are we finally good? Do we need a third bowl of popcorn?” He asks hovering next to the couch not wanting to risk sitting down.
“We can always make more if we need it,” Tomas quips. “Sit down gēgē, I think if Sol has to wait any longer she’s going to go cage diving with the sharks herself.”
I finally open up the Discover Plus app on my phone and connect it to our living room tv and press play on the latest installment of Air Jaws: the Final Frontier, excited to be able to see my favorite, breaching Great White Sharks. I’m greeted with a pleasant, familiar face as Andy Brandy Cassagrande introduces the premise of trying to find breaching sharks in New Zealand. I curse under my breath and it doesn’t go unnoticed.
“What’s wrong babe, I thought you liked this guy?” Bi-Han asks while stealing some popcorn from his younger, adopted brother.
“It’s not Andy I’m upset about, it’s those damn orcas, Port, and Starboard I’m upset about. Why have they not been tagged or dragged off to Sea World or something, they’re decimating the Great White population in South Africa and forcing the sharks from their homes,” I complain glaring at the mention of the problematic whales.
“Babe, it’s nature. Discovery Channel can’t just swoop in and save the sharks single handily,” Bi-Han replies, and while he’s right the answer still rubs me the wrong way.
“Yeah well, next family trip is South Africa, you’re going to rip those orca’s spines out and I’m going to go cage diving with the sharks and boop their snoots,” I state bluntly as I’m suddenly met with stares from my boys and in-laws. “What? The orcas deserve it!”
Bi-Han hisses in my ear, “the boys aren’t supposed to know I can rip a spine out I thought, that was your rule if I remember correctly. You didn’t want them exposed to the assassin side of the Lin Kuei, only the martial arts aspects and I agreed that the boys wouldn’t be assassins.” Bi-Han seems upset and worried that I had said too much.
“Fuck,” I whisper and suddenly flush red at my mistake, “kidding! Only kidding! I just hate those orcas so much that I wish Baba was able to take care of them so easily!” I try and talk my way out of my predicament, but thankfully my children seem engrossed with the sharks circling the cage diver to notice my backtracking.
“Smooth qin, real smooth,” Bi-Han rolls his eyes and gropes around for the popcorn bowl before Tomas helps him out and moves the bowl under his hand.
“I mean Baba’s crazy strong, if it’s possible to rip a spine out, which I don’t think it is, he probably could,” Xiao-Han replies casually as if we discussed the physical aspects of dismemberment all the time.
“It’s not possible,” Bi-Han is quick to inform his son, trying to get the topic onto something else, “woah! That shark is huge! Look at it!”
“Why is he so big?” Xue asks, clearly spellbound by the magnificent animal circling the cage and nosing at the seal decoy.
“She, pumpkin, that’s a girl shark, they’re much bigger than the male sharks, so anytime you see a really big shark it’s most likely a girl,” I inform my youngest son.
“Why are the girls so much bigger,” he asks, clearly confused by this considering his own parents' dynamic was very much the opposite.
“Well, they have to be really big to fend off predators and to be able to take care of their babies,” I reply finally stealing a bit of popcorn for myself.
“But Baba keeps the family safe,” Xue insists, “you’re too small Mama.”
“Things are different with sharks, shark mamas are big and strong because shark babas don’t stay around and help the mother shark raise the babies, they do everything on their own so they have to be able to take care of themselves and their babies,” I explain before adding. “You’re right though I can’t take care of you all as well as Baba can, which is why we keep him around,” I laugh slightly and pull the blanket closer as I snuggle up to Bi-Han.
“You also keep me around for my excellent dumpling skills, don’t forget that,” Bi-Han laughs as if he doesn’t bring anything to the relationship outside of his brute strength and culinary prowess.
“At least the children wouldn’t starve if I spontaneously died,” I laugh as I’m swatted by my brother-in-law.
“Sol! Don’t say things like that in front of the baby, you’ll upset her!” Kuai Liang scolds as he covers Bingbing’s ears.
“You better not spontaneously die, Baba’s dumplings are good and all but I can’t eat them every single day, besides there’s no way he’ll remember to buy us the Oreo mooncakes, we’ll just end up with boring sesame, and the crappy ones with nuts and ham Shushu likes,” Xiao-Bing starts while Xiao-Han finishes the complaint while stuffing popcorn into their mouths.
“So glad my cooking and ability to buy the right mooncakes is why you want me alive,” I sulk and pull the blanket around me higher.
Bi-Han shoots the boys a look and they immediately mumble, “sorry mama.”
I try and ignore the twins' reasonings to keep me alive and remind myself they are teenagers and I’m lucky they don’t tell me they hate me on a daily basis as I finally let myself get sucked into Andy’s hunt for breaching sharks in New Zealand. We watch the rest of the special with little commentary aside from the occasional “woah!” from my youngest son. The special ended with a super satisfying breaching Great White and potential hope that the Great Whites might have found a new home in New Zealand. Thankfully Bingbing was sound asleep in Kuai Liang’s arms and didn’t seem to have been scared of the sharks she did end up seeing and I can’t help but think to myself “she’s my daughter, of course she isn’t scared of sharks,” it feels surreal but so satisfying to sharing something that had been such a big part of my childhood with my own children. It was hard to believe Shark Week was celebrating its 35th anniversary but my boys were so amazed by it and intrigued that I hoped it continued another 35 and was something I’d be able to share with my grandchildren.
“Can we watch another Mama?” Xue asks, he had abandoned the empty bowl of popcorn in favor of his stuffed polar bear because of course all my children received stuffed polar bears when they were children. It wasn’t just a nod to their father but it was also special to me because when I was a very sickly child growing up in the hospital a kindly nurse had gifted me a stuffed polar bear after my first major heart surgery. I often thought it was fate that I had ended up with my Polar Bear.
“It is getting kind of late, but I suppose one more won’t hurt,” I agree and queue up Jaws vs the Meg and snuggle closer to my husband, my heart overflowing with happiness as my family is all together to enjoy this. I’m a little sad my own brothers aren’t here to experience it, but they haven’t seen the boys since my Father’s 70th bday, and have never met Bingbing. It was hard living another world away sometimes, but I wouldn’t change my life for anything.
“What’s this one about Mama?” Xue’s voice cuts through my slight melancholy.
“This one? Only the coolest sharks ever! The Great White vs their prehistoric ancestor the Megalodon! It’ll be awesome!” I perk up with the excitement of my two favorite sharks being showcased in one special.
“Cool!” The boys echo as we settle back in to enjoy the special.
I definitely hit the jackpot as I look around at my extended family, and happily push play.
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mermaidsirennikita · 4 months
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What are your favorite Lisa Kleypas books? Besides Devil in Winter and Dreaming of you of curse haha
Oh, good question!
I read both Then Came You and Again the Magic this year, and I really loved both of them. AtM is a beloved dark horse in her backlist, from what I've seen (I feel like a lot of her newer, i.e. largely Ravenels readers don't pick it up, which is probably for the best as McKenna is kind of metal compared to her more recent heroes). It's so fucking good. I love high angst, and I also think she did a great job with the secondary romance. ALTHOUGH... I'd be lying if I said I didn't think the book might be a teeeeeny bit better if the secondary romance was a companion novella versus being folded into Aline and McKenna's story.
Then Came You seems controversial because the hero calls the heroine a bitch or a slut or both, and I'll be completely honest... If I'm IN IT with a book that shit does not super bother me. If you have not sold me to the point where I can see the hero or heroine or both cross a line and still love the book, I probably wasn't that into the book anyway. The party scene where she shows up in a faux transparent dress like Eve with the snake and he's like "FUCK. MY. LIFE." is one of my favorite things. The scene where he beats her at cards and then hauls her upstairs to fuck her while baby Derek Craven is all "SORRY LUV THEM'S THE BREAKS"? Derek Craven: The Early Years in general where he's trying so hard to work on his accent and also angstily standing behind curtains?
(Also: Kleypas at her best just fucks so hard. After I finished this book I read the first chapter of DoY to see how well they flow one after the other, and omg the consistency of Derek being older and actually having gotten his accent down pretty good, but not being able to carry it when Sara first meets him because he just got his face slashed and also just watched a tiny hot chick shoot a man dead in front of him??? After all that work trying to impress people when he finally meets the love of his life he's basically coming back from a near death experience so he can't maintain the facade??? MY. BABY. BOY. MY. PRECIOUS. INFANT. BABY. HOT MAN. HE WAS BORN IN A DRAINPIPE!!!!)
But also, with Then Came You... the bear scene. I find the bear scene to be the kind of thing I just love in romance... typified.
Seduce Me at Sunrise is a fucking banger and I love it so much. I will always have an issue with how Kleypas portrayed Cam and Kev's Roma heritage (though I will say, I think it's not quite as bothersome to me with Kev because Cam, much as I enjoy him, is very "that is my defining character trait" whereas Kev is like... a guy, and it feels more like he's a human and not a walking stereotype) but this book dude. It's Wuthering Heights if they were both fundamentally decent people with good families (I mean, she has a solid home life) and it's GREAT. I love the controversial thing Kev does that everyone hates so much lol. It's one of the most human things I've ever read a romance hero do and I was like "YES. LET HER DOWN BECAUSE YOU ARE A FLAWED SELF LOATHING PERSON AND THAT'S WHAT Y'ALL DO." It's great writing.
I also really loved Married by Morning. Definitely not as much as Seduce, but a lot. I personally feel incredibly strongly that Leo Hathaway is what all these West Ravenel stans THINK West is, except Leo actually fucks hard, tells her to tell him to touch her pussy (fundamental) and has a legit personality. West has plenty of personality as a shithead! Once he "reforms" which happens before his fucking book lmao (what is the point) he has the personality of a cabbage. Leo is introduced as a total wastrel who like. Legit tells Kev (I think it was Kev) don't be like me or you'll just wake up every morning covered by your own tears and cum. Which is. One of the most ludicrously pathetic things I've ever read. And also was when I went "I need him". But after he shapes up, he's still funny??? He's snarky? A rapscallion? A slut, perhaps? And Catherine just has zero time for it. No patience for shenanigans. As she should not. I love that she's basically his employee. I love that after they kiss he's like "huh" and then just decides to doggedly pursue her. It has serious shit going on, but it is more of a romcom than a lot of Kleypas books I read.
Oh, It Happened One Autumn, of course. Controversial but brave and also true: even if you think you love Devil in Winter, I promise you don't love DiW as much as you think you do if you haven't read Autumn. I think they are basically companion novels, lol. Do they work alone? Obviously. But DiW was a solid 4 outta 5 for me (not a 4.25, not a 4.5/, not a 4.75, a solid 4) and then I read Autumn and reread it and it became a 5. And I'm so glad I did, because Autumn is also so great. Autumn is hilarious, and it's one of my favorite book for Wallflower interactions, aside from Evie who I think is stuck in like a basement the entire time, only to pop up at the last minute to proposition St. Vincent. (Also: a little wild that the other girls would basically be like "Godspeed, hope that bitch is good" when she was gone for long stretches with like ominous letters.) But the perfume scene??? Annabelle being like "I shall test this aphrodisiac perfume" only to show up with like dark circles underneath her eyes from getting railed within an inch of her life by Simon the entire night all "it was a mistake"? One of the funniest things Kleypas has ever written. Westcliff's entire existence in this novel? One of the funniest things she's ever written. The scene where he fingerbangs Lillian in the butterfly garden and is all "well damn Lillian if I got that far with you imagine what would happen if a man like St. Vincent, who actually gets bitches, did it???" High comedy.
Of her new era, Marrying Winterborne is the only one I'd consider a favorite favorite. It's really simple, but super well-written. Like, I honestly don't think the PLOOOOT is the strongest thing (I found Helen's internal conflict to be something that should've been revealed earlier in the story, for sure) but the character beats and love story are really good. It has a lot of great small moments--Helen getting frisky because of headache powder, the general department store stuff (Rhys Winterborne: the most powerful owner of a Kohl's you've ever met, the man is swimming in Kohl's Cash, SWIMMING), obviously "five fucking minutes". It's super good.
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this guy is such a boring texter but he was p funny and nice to talk to irl. but i still have a weird feeling. the sex was good but i cant cum from hookups so its just kinda bleh plus my pussys way too overstimulated so it was notthat enjoyable but ive been getting rammed too much lately lmfao so im taking a break bc ive been borderline self harming via sex anyway but also coping and etc idk. he was nice and his room is super nice lmfao i was kinda shocked and he had a whole projector set up and he just came to america like a yr ago i liked his accent a lot and he was fun to talk to abt stuff and he said he liked my accent and that it seemed unique and different from how everyone else sounds here and i was trying to explain to him why everyone thinks ohio sucks and he was p observant when i was talking like i mentioned my sister being 7bwhen i was adopted and he said she's five yrs older than u right and i was like how did u remember that there was this other guy who was also like that he like deduced i was a middle child based on the info i mentioned abt my siblings idk lmao. he said he liked my voice and that jt was attractive i think hes capping but my accent is unique even tho im telling him i have the most generic american accejt ever maybe kinda midwest aha and he also said im a good communicator and talk rly well which kinda shook me bcci dont think i talk very coherent. he was p attentive and a good conversationalist and very passionate lmao and also very affectionate which was nice i guess cuz hookups r not that affectionste in mt experience. im not in love w him or anythin im jsut talking bout my experience lolm maybe id see him again cuz i enjoyed the conversation but it also made me think im gonna take a break on hookups lol cuz my pussys tired and they make me innately sad sometimes even if i feel good in the moment. anyway i have six bodies now HAH i had 2 before my break up slayyyu
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