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moonpeachh · 1 year
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Bad Girl | 🖤
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Remember when the Audrey villain leaks came out and then we saw the offical c4 and s3 outfit reveals and saw the c4 on the isle and the s3 in an auradon forest and we all thought there had been some sort of time spell where Audrey twisted time and instead of the c4 coming to Auradon it was the s3 so Audrey stayed with Ben and there was a whole adventue to fix the timeline? no? just me? okay
#i remember the theories they were so interesting#like how dr. Facilier ran an underground motorrace and the vks had to race to get the key to Hades lair#and we all thought Harry and Gil had dyed their hair blue becuase that reveal photo of the s3 looked so odd for Harry's hair lighting and i#looked blue#and we all thought Audrey had gone to a wishing well like in ouat and had cast a time spell and the vks had to work together to get their#timeline back#Uma#Mal and Audrey and Hades are the only ones who remember the last timeline#aka demi-gods#person who cast the spell#and god#and Mal goes to see Hades and confronts him cuz hes a god and might know where cronos sundial is so she can get her timeline back#but she also notices alto of the isle is-way better than what she and her friends had done?? theres fresh food-no one is wearing ratty old#clothes that were trash from auradon#the air is better#and theres no propagana pictures#Mal asks-not so descretly-what happened and Hades just goes 'uma.'#Uma made it her whole ass mission to make the isle a better place in gernal becuase even if they're steadely getting kids off-its still a#really bad place and-ya know-HUMAN RIGHTS#Ben is very supportive and the isle becomes less an inhumane prison and more just a isle of solitude where the villains live without magic#the barrier was edited personally by FG and Uma to allow fresh air and water in and out of the isle becuase it was really fucked up that#once ANYTHING gets in it cant go out so the isle waters were really really poluted and bad and FG was like- "how did i not know it was this#bad!?“ and uma is just like ”....really?“#anyway i have feelings about the fandoms old theories about d3#anyway Mal goes through teh deliema of either going back to her timeline where the isle is still really bad but shes happy or#stay in the timeline where the isle is much better but she's still stuck and not with Ben/becoming queen#so she has the same choice in this alt timeine that she gets in d3 but its much more-just on her-becuase she knows Uma wont twist back#the timeline-shes happy#Harry and Gil are happy-lots of kids are already off the isle#and Ben looks happy too...hopefully
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liltaireissocute · 1 month
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i started this like a year ago lol
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aloenepchi · 9 months
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omg what if we were fellow outsiders
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dear-mrs-otome · 1 year
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For the Gil fans...finally an end CG peek
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atlix2 · 1 year
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revisiting these guys now that 1 they have new canon designs and 2 i am better at committing to the bit.
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casasupernovas · 7 months
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WHO CAN I TALK ABOUT KIM POSSIBLE LORE WITH?!?!
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singsofecho · 9 months
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'"Gil, you can't run away every time I have paperwork for you!" Elrond cried, stumbling as the stack of books and scrolls threw off his balance.
"Watch me!" The ñoldo king replied, scampering ahead. Celebrimbor didn't deign the spat important enough to raise his head from his reading.'
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A scene from a baby fic that's probably never leaving limbo.
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paulinagilart · 2 years
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believe it or not I actually drew Wrecker first in the series and then went "hey what if i made the background for the rest of the squad different colors but each time was a different color to look like a rainbow" so that's exactly what I did and it was very fun lol
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michyeosseo · 10 months
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Will you keep talking about love?
Yoon Hae Young and Choi Myung Gil as JANG SE-MI & BAEK DO-YI LADY DURIAN (2023) 1.01, 1.05
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gilgil-machine · 3 months
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I wish some people never had access to internet at all...
TW assault, TW r*pe
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runawaymun · 1 day
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if nobody's been here yet I'm gonna be very cringe and on brand and ask about the Partake Prequel
also Rivendell's Tiny Tearaway sounds DELIGHTFUL
Ahhhh thank you!
Ask me about my not-yet-written-fics from this list
The Partake Prequel
(also if you wanted to know more about Rivendell's tiny tearaway just lmk I can make another post for that haha. But I am glad it sounds good!!!)
(cw: discussions of pretty abusive dynamics and questionable consent, also discussion of sex)
so this only exists in my head because a) I'm morbidly curious and have a fascination with the psychology of messed up relationships and b) I am a masochist.
I am just constantly thinking about how the fuck We Got Here when it comes to To Partake. Like how do things get to a point where it's this fucked up and messy and tangly and Bad?
and of course there are bits and snatches that are mixed in to Partake -- like little glimpses into the backstory of Elrond and Gil's situationship, but I want to know more specifically how we got to where we are now.
We know that Elrond started pining after Gil sometime in the late first age when he was roughly in between the age of fifty and seventy. Which...for a Peredhel is a perfectly acceptable age to be sexual (Elwing and Dior had kids and were married by 30). But from an Elvish perspective (i,e. Gil's) that's a baby.
Literally he does not think about anyone else. This is a somewhat unhealthy obsession already. There's a fealty-kink wrapped up in here somehow that's all messily combined with the fact that Gil is currently the only adult who is really present in Elrond's life (if we're going with ROP's timeline Galadriel seems to fuck off to hunt Sauron shortly after Morgoth's imprisonment in the void, and you know...Earendil is busy Earendiling)
So to start I don't think Gil even really saw anything with Elrond as being on the table until sometime in the very early second age, after he appoints Elrond as herald. It's unclear when this happened -- I couldn't find a date for it. But I presume it to be sometime after Lindon is founded and Mithlond constructed and certainly after Elros sailed for Numenor (Elrond would have been emotionally vulnerable and attached to Gil-Galad even more -- and in my head Elros would not have approved of anything going on between Elrond and Gil-Galad so that's very off limits until he's gone)
But--- with Elros gone indefinitely, yeah Elrond gets more attached to Gil.
They're still not sexual yet though.
Elrond is taking regular trips to Numenor etc.
So I generally imagine that things really Began between the two of them sometime shortly after SA 432, when Elrond is around 500 years old. He's "mature" at this point in Elvish terms, and Elros has just died -- so, unhinged and probably at one of his lowest points.
SEX CW: I have a VERY firm idea in my head which I was planning to make a oneshot of. But Elrond at this point does get Very Horny about Gil and starts masturbating about it sometime around here. Gil catches him and that's how....uhhhh things start.
Because OBVIOUSLY (Gil brain here) he is into Gil and THEREFORE this is a PERFECTLY NORMAL and FINE thing to do!
Plus he is OF. AGE.
Nevermind the fact that Elrond is incredibly unstable and vulnerable and depressed & still extremely young, completely inexperienced, and there's some really fucky power dynamics -- all of which affect his ability to consent properly to ANYTHING.
So that's how it starts. They just start having sex. I think nobody really knows about it at this point.
(we start with mostly just Gil on the receiving end of some oral sex that Elrond is getting rapidly better at)
Gil's the one to broach anything more than that and Elrond is down for anything as long as Gil is happy.
rumors do start circulating at this point but absolutely nobody is keen to confront them about it.
I feel like there's potential here for Galadriel to catch wind of things, directly ask, and for Elrond to deny absolutely everything.
If she asked Gil there's no way that he'd admit that anything is going on either because she makes him fear for his life haha.
Elrond has been actively suppressing links to Melian at this point because it freaks out most Elves -- and because Gil doesn't like it.
At some point Gil broaches-- and by broaches what I really mean here is tries (he doesn't ASK!!) an osanwe link. Likely either during or just after sex.
Elrond does not know any better and his brain is full of dopamine and he thinks this is AWESOME. The king wants to be EVEN MORE INTIMATE
boom osanwe link. Far more of an osanwe link than they ever should have had.
boom immediate dissonance which is painful for Gil and so he assumes it is painful for Elrond
Elrond has not had enough osanwe experience to know this is pretty insular to the specific way his and Gil's Themes don't mesh.
"Let me fix it ok?" "Oh god please fix it"
Also there's the undertone here of Gil doesn't like it and Elrond feeling the need to manage his emotions and divest himself of anything displeasing even if that's his fucking Theme.
Hence the theme fuckery begins.
And things really really really start to devolve with their relationship.
Like I imagine in the beginning Gil was pretty cautious and careful -- not in a lovey dovey way but he's not wholly inconsiderate and it's within his Partake characterization that he doesn't like to hurt his partner unless it's in a fun kinky way. He also does not get off on someone being scared. That's an ick for him. So initially he would be careful.
But Elrond starts getting really good at masking things and figuring out that Gil likes to be rough.
And of course, anything for Gil.
Do you see where we're going.
Well and it's compounded by the fact that Elrond does actually like it, too. It just scares him. So he as a lot of really confusing feelings going on that he doesn't know how to handle and there's also a lot of shame wrapped up in it too
And obviously Gil is not um. Guiding him through this in the way that a more experienced partner who is sometimes building scenes and domming should.
And again -- there's that messy thing of "I need to please you in absolutely every way possible and also clearly my differences are Bad, and therefore I must mask all of them as best I can and keep up with my work demands because being useful is better than being loved."
(Which is a lesson he learned from literally everyone, even Elros in the end. It is not a lesson that Elros meant to teach him. But Elros loved him. And then he left.)
Anyway that's as far as I've gotten. The beginning is much more specific and it gets more nebulous as we get closer to the Partake timeline, but it's very easy for me to see the trajectory of their relationship, and that's really what I want to explore.
OHHHH also the undertone of codependency because Elrond and Gil are both fundamentally isolated and find solace in each other. And Gil isolates Elrond further to ensure that He Will Not Be Left. Because Gil is afraid of being inadequate and has literally no one else except like, Cirdan, who cares for him so deeply. (I mean, he would. If he wasn't an asshole. But you get where I am going with this.)
Yeah. Sorry.
There is no happy ending to this fic it is just a dissection of how we get from point A to point B. The happy ending would be Partake alkdhg.
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eleneressea · 7 months
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…but what if Anastasia AU
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taisssaturner · 2 years
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he carried the entirety of under the banner of heaven and you will not tell me otherwise:
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softquietsteadylove · 27 days
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Lost love is sweeter when it’s finally found.
Thena meets Gil, a few months after his death, again.
Will their souls match again?
Thenamesh AU 👀
Thena's hands had never shook when facing down an enemy. She was the Warrior Eternal. She didn't have any reason to shake in the face of a fight. But if her weapons were forged of steel, she could imagine they would be rattling terribly right now.
"Thena?"
She tried to keep her breathing under control, to keep her blade level at the approaching target. She set her lips in a thin line, "close enough."
His face flinched, like she'd hurt him. "Thena, it's me."
It wasn't. It wasn't. It wasn't. It wasn't him. How many times had she imagined this? How many times had her brain whispered sweet things to her like this? The entire reason she had chosen to leave the planet was because that house - that little, solitary house back in Australia - was full of whispers.
Full of visions of Gilgamesh, alive and well, standing at the sink and inviting her to taste his latest creation. He would smile at her, the apples of his cheeks turning up the corners of his eyes. The sun would him just so and emphasize the softness his handsome face possessed.
The Gilgamesh before her put his hand to his chest. "It's me."
Thena tried to keep her eyes solidly open and in front of her. But the way he pleaded with her made her heart twist. She would not cry before the enemy. The voice of the man she loved would not bring her to her knees.
"Thena," he took another step closer. She re-gripped her weapon and he held his palms out to her. "Thena, look at me. It's Gilgamesh."
"No," she said aloud to herself, perhaps in some futile hope that her words would ground herself. That thing in the cave had said the same to her. She would not allow her mind to lure her into surrender.
His face changed as he thought. Gilgamesh never was good at hiding how he felt, or what he was thinking. He wore his heart on his sleeve. He had--he had worn his heart on his sleeve.
Because this was not him.
"Sweetheart," he changed tactic, and she tried not to make it obvious that her whole back snapped straighter. How dare he use that name for her? "It's Gil."
Gil: her Gilgamesh, love of her never ending life and partner in a world all their own. Not even their team and family knew the extent to which they had been connected. Two souls, completely alone, together, at the ends of the earth. The man she swore to love on any planet.
She knew what Mahd Wy'ry felt like. Knew its sharp, stinging pecking at her temples. Her vision would blur as her eyes flickered white. And there was none of that in this moment. This wasn't Mahd Wy'ry showing her a vision of her love. This wasn't even that thing in the cave using Gilgamesh's words.
"It's Gil," he repeated, walking closer again. He held out his palm to her, even his fingertips leaning out to her longingly. "Give me your hand."
Thena kept her stance, but the sword vanished from her grasp, dissolving into the air like sparks from a fire. Her fingers shook, reaching for him and dreading the second they would make contact.
"Easy," he spoke so directly to her, no fear, no hesitation. He spoke like he knew her. "I'm right here."
He would say that to her when she was struggling. When her head was screaming at her and the line between what was in front of her what was in the past faded. He would reach out his hand and say he was right there.
Their fingers slid together. It felt familiar. She didn't let him pull her in, but he didn't drag her. He let her decide. Her fingers fluttered against his. His hands were so much warmer and stronger. Her fingers looked diminutive embraced by his.
"It's me," he whispered as their fingers folded closed together, locking their hands pressed palm to palm.
She lifted her eyes from their bound hands to him. He looked like her Gilgamesh. He felt like her Gilgamesh. Her heart was pounding on the inside of her chest, insisting that she fold herself into his arms and collapse completely into his embrace.
If this was, in fact, her Gilgamesh.
The Warrior Eternal tilted her head. The hand felt like the right hand. His heart sounded like Gil's did. But she'd been shown things before. She could trust him no more than she could trust her own Wy'ry mind.
His face fell as she pulled her hand back to herself. His eyes still looked the same, in that warm brown that made her want to drag the sky down so he could pluck stars for his blueberry pie.
"Come," she ordered, standing aside so he could move ahead of her. She would not be turning her back to this thing yet. "The others should see you."
They would confirm if this was, in any way, her Gilgamesh.
"Okay," he smiled, doing as she asked without a second thought. He knew she was the Warrior Eternal. Walking ahead of her could have deadly consequences. But he strode in front as if they were walking home from the market back in Australia. He glanced over his shoulder, "so-"
"Eyes forward!" She pulled her Cosmic Energy to her hand again, just to poke the back of his armour pauldron. She could easily 'slip' and jab into the joints of his armour. And he knew it.
"Sorry, sorry," he chuckled. This was no laughing matter, but he was completely relaxed.
"Stop laughing."
"That just makes me wanna laugh more."
The two of them in the kitchen, her telling him to stop laughing and him clutching his belly in an attempt to do so. Two forks in a skillet of pie on the stove and light streaming in through the hole in the wall they called a window.
"Keep moving," she directed needlessly. She would act the jailer until she was certain he was any Gilgamesh, of any kind.
His hand extended back to her. He wanted to hold hers. They would walk back from the market in Australia, hand in hand, walking for hours back out to their solitude under a sun that could kill a human. She would point out lizards scuttling about and he would observe the plant life.
"You can say you dragged me back," he even suggested, still requesting her hand with his. "You're keeping me detained."
Thena glared at him until his eyes were forward again (as instructed). He knew her--knew the challenge he was presenting. If she wanted to hold his hand, then she would! She needed no excuse for it.
He grunted as she twisted his arm more into position, behind his back and at such an angle that even they would find it uncomfortable. His gait changed but he kept walking as she pushed at his wrist against his back. "Okay, yeah, this works too."
The Warrior Eternal smiled faintly to herself. She was still a Fighter, after all. She kept her grip around his wrist firm as she walked him back to the others. He certainly felt solid though. And with just the tip of her finger to slide into the valley of his palm, she affirmed that he was warm, too.
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