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what do I have to do for a four kings explainer post 🤲
omg great question. you simply have to ask!
in 3x05, the girls draw cards to determine who will be coach scott's executioner after they find him guilty during a makeshift trial session to determine if he burned down the cabin. taissa draws the king of heart which van calls "the suicide king". this is a name given to the king of heart because in the modern standard card deck the king looks like he's sticking his sword in his head.
here's what all the kings look like and all of them are holding weapons. i was curious if any of the other kings had other names or if the cards generally had meanings to them.
immediately i did think of the four most vocal characters we have -- or at least the ones constantly in the middle of the power and leading disputes which are taissa, shauna, natalie, and lottie.
SURPRISE STARTER : an unplotted starter / for @shieldborn's hank
"pleasedon'tlaugh," the words are all jumbled together rapid-fire as andie tries to get them out before hank does laugh at her. "i'll carry you." andie as dove has kept her webshooters, too convenient to give them up just because they no longer fit the theme. and she's stronger than don is—was—so she can lift hank no problem. so long as he doesn't laugh at her.
"i'm actually starting to tolerate you, believe it or not." ‧₊˚ @shieldborn / hank . . . prompts for the forced proximity trope
"i don't." her reply comes curt, barely glancing up from her phone. when her head does come up, it's to squint her eyes at him and then make a clarifying point, "believe you, or really tolerate you." there's a small grimace, and buttercup can hear bubbles' voice bouncing off the walls inside her mind. she's being mean, too mean, and it's not like buttercup actually entirely means what she's saying.
"i don't know. you're fine." she looks pained to admit it, "you're like... you might be-" like she might throw up if she goes on, "like a friend to me... maybe. don't be flattered by that. don't make this weird."
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐗
@shieldborn asked : “Life is hard. Those of us who can help, should.”
❝There’s that GOODY TWO SHOES side of you again.❞ With a light chuckle, Harley realized that was the ONLY side of him that he seemed to have. At least in comparison to her. She was a mess of CONTRADICTIONS. The two sides of her warring with each other over which will win. There was the side caused by the JOKER and the one she had created herself. Her true self? It seemed more and more likely as of late, after leaving her city behind and finding her way here to sit on the couch beside him. The night was DARK outside, with the cities lights twinkling below, and for a moment all she could do was watch them dance. Memorized by the show before her, the blonde took a moment to continue her statement. And when she DID it was barely a whisper. ❝Yer not WRONG though. Feels GOOD to help. Even if it is kinda lame sometimes.❞
➲ 𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗗 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗙𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘 ! 〢 @shieldborn . ❛ abrupt . kiss my muse out of the blue .
THEY’RE NOT DEAD. as far as clint’s concerned, that counts as a win for the good guys. everyone made it on and off of the quinjet under their own power, and they’ve all dispersed to their respective quarters to decompress after the mission. okay, yeah, so clint might’ve been moving a little slower than the others ( getting too old for superhero landings, barton, ). it just means he’s only managed to run a rag over his face before JARVIS’S VOICE fills the room announcing a visitor.
❛ steve rogers is at your door ❜ not so long ago, those words might have earned an eye roll or a groan. not so long ago, it would’ve meant steve was waiting at his door with some kind of post - game report. now, though ?
lecture’s still on the table, but there’s enough promise of something else that there’s a bit more pep in clint’s step as he pads to the door. it opens with a mechanical WHOOSH that the archer is still getting used to. ❝ oh captain, my captain ? ❞ there’s the tail end of a cheeky comment on his tongue that never quite makes it to open air, because in the span of a breath, a smiling ― and no - longer uniformed ― steve has closed the distance between them and silenced the archer with a kiss. something else, it is, then.
it takes about a second for clint’s brain to CATCH UP, then his hands are up, fingers curling in the soft fabric of a tee - shirt, and he hums his approval against the warmth of steve’s mouth. yeah, he could definitely get used to this kind of debrief.
that’s definitely america’s ass ladies and gentlemen. @shieldborn
( @shieldborn ) « con’t
HE WAS TOO fucking tall now. That was the first thought. The second? It’d been too long.
“Just missed ya,” she replied, giving a playful, too-gentle tap with the tips of her fingers in the same place on Steve’s cheek she’d just kissed. “Sides, I wanted to.”