Fetch me the bucket

[knitsock]

ANTI-BUCKET LIST MEME

To spin a twist on the bucket list tradition, list something your character doesn't want to experience again.

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Magica De Spell | DuckTales 2017 | OTA

[dime_stored]

Well not that I have a list or anything.

[She absolutely has a list.]

Not defeating Scrooge McDuck in the most comprehensive manner possible, not retaining my position as the greatest dark menace the world has ever seen. Oh, and being trapped in a stupid coin at the hands of my nemesis.

[holdshisown]

The greatest dark menace the world has ever seen. [He gives the strange birdlike woman a skeptical once over.] I'm afraid to say you do not quite measure up to the likes of Sauron and Morgoth, my lady. Not even close.

[dime_stored]

[And she's just going to look at the nearly-hairless tall species with a bit of skepticism, too.]

Never heard of this Sandwich and Mall Goth or whatever their names are. [She waves them away airily.]

[woo_oo]

That's on you, that's on you, aaand that's on you. Got you all covered.

[dime_stored]

[Her eyes narrow.]

Oh, it's you. Lena's little friend.

[She looks around.]

Which means the rest of the glee club can't be far behind. Wonderful.

Because I had to

[outofyourshadow]

[ You rang? ]

You know, you wouldn’t have these kinda problems if you just…stopped being a pain in everyone’s tail feathers.

Of course you did!

[dime_stored]

Oh, it's Lena.

[For whom she has very complicated thoughts at this point, really. On the one hand, she's become an enemy. On the other hand, a piece - descendant - of Magica has become a powerful mage in her own right. Whom she might still be able to mold in the...correct direction. Or, frankly, any.]

[It's confusing and she doesn't like confusing.]

And honestly, you can't make an impression in this world without selling a few souls and what not.

[said with a waved hand.]

A woman's going to make enemies getting ahead in the magical world.

lys skovgaard | original

[norseferatu]

Don't know about never, but...

[Reluctantly, she scribbles out a short list:

- Fall into a sewer
- Sleep in an open grave
- Eat a rat (without any salt)

She could go on, but brevity is the soul of twit. Or something.]

sasaki niko ( dead boy detectives )

[rapturous]

Well.. almost exploding kind of sucked. I'd rather not do that again, I guess.

«baphomet» （i used to be a boss）

[based]

Don't think I'll ever bring flowers to a first date ever again.

[rapturous]

Why not? Flowers are pretty and romantic.

[based]

The gesture was more trouble than it was worth.

Maedhros | the Silmarillion | OTA

[holdshisown]

Oh, well... not to bring the mood down but if I can avoid getting tortured again I'll be quite content with my lot.

Re: Maedhros | the Silmarillion | OTA

[lettersfrombel]

It's still a true statement. Few people find much to recommend about torture. At least from the victims' side.

[holdshisown]

Very much so. I would certainly not recommend the experience.

[duckshaveears]

I'll drink to that one. It'd take more than not being tortured ever again to make me content, granted, but that's a damned good place to start.

[holdshisown]

What can I say? I'm a simple man with simple needs.

Fizzarolli || Helluva Boss || M/M

[brightshinybrandbaby]

Bein' a brand figure for Mammon.

[sinful_sisters]

Who the hell are you, and how do you think you know me?

[Wrong Mammon, clearly annoyed.]

Kabru | Dungeon Meshi | OTA

[professional_overthinker]

Eating food made out of monsters.

[ourlittlenordicangel]

Do you want a potato?

Sascha Vykos | Vampire the Masquerade | OTA

[bodyguard]

Blame myself for something someone else did. [ It's said happily, because she's making slow progress on this one. ]

Yvain Crows-Son || fantasy OC

[bastard_crow]

Any favors for the witch they call the Lady Crow. Hopefully once my old man is dead, we can go our separate ways.

ARID | The Fall: Unbound | OTA

[inperspective]

Tea time.

[Her tone is a little dry, but she otherwise seems pretty serious about this.]

[Closed] Sara & Bucky

[strongerthanyouknow]

It's been a long day. A long day, a long night, a long week, a long mission. It wasn't the worst by a long margin—she's had so many worse, she's been so many worse—just long, and she's feeling a little too thin, a little too stretched, a little too ready to spring at the wrong provocation, a step of rebellion too far, a joke told too carelessly. Too many morning's without her usual while they were all off ship.

(One body always one body too many, but never until after,
knowing she'd do it again right now, too. Even still.)

It's not their fault. It's just how it is sometimes.
And they know to leave her be when she gets like this.

Just a little too quick, a little too sharp.
Just a little too not just their Captain again.

Which is how Sara finds herself in the office she still thinks of as Rip's office even though it's been hers well over a year at this point. She's proved it's hers in spades. Even Rip said that himself. That she was a better Captain than he ever was. (But she doesn't feel like the right person to be anyone's Captain on nights like this. Doesn't want to argue all the reasons she shouldn't be. Doesn't want them on her tongue even when she can't banish them from her mind.)

So she sits.

And she drinks a little more of the last bottle Mick pilfered for her.
And tries to wait out the ants under her skin lulling themselves again.