#All chaos and no conscience duo

[liloinkoink]

Can u plz explain the treebark yellow rose au?

Or tag me in a post that explains it? 💚💛❤️

I’m intrigued but I don’t rly understand it

sure! i can try!

hmmm. Ren and Martyn are a superhero duo, Frostburn and Rose. they’ve been doing their thing together for about a year, but recently, things have gotten a bit… strained

i’m. putting this under a cut bc it got long. there’s something wrong with us

this got referenced briefly in House Fire, but their world’s a little short of 20 years out from a poorly-understood Catastrophic Event. it wiped a lot of cities off the map and caused strange powers to develop in some survivors. with the world in chaos, a lot of ppl with newfound powers started causing problems, which lead to a rise in both villains and heroes to stop them

Ren’s got temperature control based powers (which allows him to use both fire and ice) as well as enhanced healing. Martyn has… nothing, but a lifelong interest in robotics means he’s made himself some gadgets that protect him and allow him to fight (such as his suit, which is insulated to protect him from Ren freezing/burning him)

we have a lot of backstory stuff for both of them (esp Martyn. i’m so invested in his backstory) but it doesn’t rlly matter for this question. what matters is they become friends when they’re about 9 and are afterwards inseparable. they end up living together, and during that time Ren takes up heroism. Martyn figures him out and joins him, bc Ren is his best friend and he doesn’t want Ren risking his life alone

it works out fine for a bit, at some unspecified point before House Fire, Martyn gets injured in some fight bc whoever they’re fighting figures that’ll hurt Ren even if they can’t Physically hurt Ren, and Ren sort of panics. so he starts benching Martyn. he wants to take on all the difficult stuff himself so that Martyn stays safe. if someone throws a car at Frostburn, after all, he’ll walk it off. if someone throws a car at Rose…. well, Ren doesn’t want to find out!

Martyn takes this poorly. he’s pretty mad about it. he feels pretty pathetic and kind of useless. Ren benching him is embarrassing and it scares him. he just doesn’t want Ren out there alone. but he’s Martyn, so rather than say any of this TO Ren, he just mopes and complains out loud to himself when Ren walks off.

on one such occasion, Martyn isn’t actually alone. he gets approached by a man who claims to be a civilian that Rose helped, who overheard Rose’s predicament and who thinks he can help. his name is Doc (vtuber doc, from martyn’s lore, not docm77—we’ve been calling him docv to distinguish him lmao) and and he studies powers

Docv gives Martyn a card and an address. he says if Rose is willing to help him, he’ll help Rose prove to Frostburn that Rose is strong. if Rose wants powers, Docv will give him powers—he has all these abilities in reserve, but hasn’t had a chance to test how well they work. if Rose will help Docv with his research by using these powers and reporting back, Docv will give him full access to using them

Martyn doesn’t go immediately, but w Ren repeatedly benching him whenever things seem hairy, he’s got time to decide. eventually, he goes to Docv’s lab, and Docv explains his research and his plan

Docv can give people powers temporarily. he can give some to Martyn, and then Martyn can use them to prove to Frostburn how strong he is. how? Martyn takes on a villain persona, and he takes on Frostburn. if his villain persona wins, then Frostburn will have to see how strong Martyn is, and he’ll stop benching him. Docv gives Martyn powers, an injector he can wear to administer them to himself, an alternate conscience, and even a Martyn suit to protect him and enhance his strength (also it does some other stuff don’t worry about it). (the suit, which Martyn wears under the Thorn costume, is the fourth one in cherri’s design lineup for these guys. don’t worry abt why it’s labeled “test rat” that’s probably fine)

Martyn has to keep his identity as Thorn a secret from Ren, of course, but it won’t be hard—Ren is rarely home anymore.

Docv only asks one thing in return. he’s very interested in Frostburn’s powers. when Martyn/Thorn beats Frostburn, Docv requests Martyn bring him back to the lab so Docv can take a look, as payment for Docv’s help. Frostburn’s one of the city’s strongest heroes, after all, surely bringing him in the least Martyn can do for Docv

i think that about catches up to the fic that’s published? i don’t know if this made sense lmao feel free to ask any follow up questions if needed

#oink asks #yellow rose au #jeena-says-hi

[book-place]

The Door- (Avengers x reader platonic) It pained the avengers to talk about it, but the newest addition to the team didn’t know that

↳ What Happens in Sokovia- (Avengers x reader platonic) Lots of things took place during the Battle of Sokovia, many stories about what happened were yet to be told, especially your story

A Not so First Meeting- (Peter Parker x sister reader) Two people bumped into each other, one of them doesn’t know the other person. But the other missed them more than anything

Slipping Through My Fingers- (Natasha Romanoff x daughter reader) Growing up is hard, especially when seen through the mothers prospective

Rebelling Against Life- (Matt Murdock x teen reader, Foggy Nelson x teen reader, Karen Page x teen reader) Nelson and Murdock have a new intern. One who really does not seem to want to be there

Don’t Blame Me- (Wanda Maximoff x daughter reader, Vision x daughter reader) You were gone- and Wanda would do anything to get you back

A Shot of Ice Cream- (Peter Parker x sister reader) You need to get a shot. The only problem is that you have something along the lines of a phobia of needles

Two Months- (Peter Parker x reader platonic, Tony Stark x daughter reader) As Peters best friend, you feel that it’s your job to help him. Especially when it comes to something like this

Blanket of Grief- (Peter Parker x reader platonic) Peter had been there for you through it all, but you had not been there for him

Twick or Tweet- (Avengers x child reader) You do some early trick or treating around the tower

Mishaps- (Wade Wilson x reader platonic, Avengers x reader platonic) You and Wade aren’t that chaotic… right? <crossover>

Sight and Sound- (Matt Murdock x child reader, Foggy Nelson x child reader) You couldn’t hear and Matt couldn’t see- what a duo you two made

Rewrite the Past- (Clint Barton x reader platonic) You and Clint weren’t given a warning about what was to come, about the price that needed to be paid

Broken Glass- (Eddie Brock x reader platonic, Venom x reader platonic) Chaos always ensues when Eddie and Venom are around

Screaming at the World- (Peter Parker x sister reader) Even though he was told, Peter was still in denial that you wouldn’t be around for much longer

Yarn in a Tree- (Eddie Brock x reader platonic, Venom x reader platonic) You were just trying to make them some gifts, but it went terribly wrong

Gift Giving- (Avengers x reader platonic) You seek out the help of someone unexpected for advice on a certain holiday problem you were having

Home for Christmas- (Avengers x reader platonic) Your team surprised you after a long mission away

Most Wonderful Time- (Wanda Maximoff x daughter reader, Vision x daughter reader, Batfamily x reader platonic) An idea came to you suddenly about the flashbacks you had been having of your past life <crossover>

All I Want for Christmas- (Avengers x reader platonic) Something goes wrong on the mission that you were supposed to be on during Christmas

Teardrops on My Pillow- (Avengers x reader platonic) You can’t stand your ‘best friend’ anymore, and the avengers are there to comfort you

Guilty Conscience- (Peter Parker x sister reader) You’ve never felt more alone then you did after your uncles death

The Art of Remembering- (Steven Strange x reader platonic, Peter Parker x reader platonic) You were the only one that could cast the spell, but you refused to do so because you would lose your best friend

In a Heartbeat- (Peter Parker x sister reader, Tony Stark x reader platonic) You should have known that you would never have to go through anything alone with Peter as your brother

Movie Night Secrets- (Peter Parker x reader platonic) The one time you’re finally able to hang out with Peter, a big secret is let loose

Our Own Little Pack- (Jack Russell x reader platonic) You and Jack debate about what to have for breakfast

To Lose- (Bucky Barnes x sister reader) Everything was supposed to be fine, the Avengers were supposed to win. But they lost. Some more than others

Too Much Like Me- (Matt Murdock x daughter reader) You should have known that it was impossible to keep a secret from your dad

Everybody Wants to Rule the World- (Avengers x reader platonic) You became an avenger at a young age, and grew close with your team

Arcade- (Avengers x reader platonic, Steve Rogers x reader platonic, Bucky Barnes x reader platonic) There never seemed to be a down moment in your life, but your best friends always made it easier

Proud of You- (Tony Stark x sister reader) You tell Tony something you’ve been hiding

Resurfaced Memories- (Bucky Barnes x sister reader) Things seem to go back to how they used to be with you and Bucky, until it gets taken too far

The Avoiding Act- (Avengers x reader platonic) Your team hasn’t really seen you in over a week, and they start to grow worried

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #masterlist #the marvel cinematic universe

[alex-rambles]

Ooooooh I love how you went into detail over what happened after y/n agreed to be possessed. You did such a great job it gave me a idea for a follow-up.

So y/n actually really loves Weirdmeggon admiring the chaos all around them. And how much more interesting this world is when compared to the mundane 1 before.

And when Bill Cipher possess y/n and sits on the throne of misery. Y/n gets a rush of power seeing her body and the throne which prompts Bill to brag about how he's corrupted y/n.

Beautiful request haha

-"Look what I did to this silly human lol they are so funny"

-Since you seem to like Weirdmaggedon so much, he makes it better (worse)!

-And he lets you sit on The Throne of Frozen Human Agony™ just to see how much more of that pretty rush he can make you feel

-He feels guilty for dragging you down to his level (this guilt gets buried, he doesn't need his conscience nagging him)

-But he's also very happy for having a new partner in crime

-Y'all tear up the town until Bill gets erased

-You were taking videos in the corner while he chased Dipper and Mabel around

-And also sitting on the flesh couch while he sang to Ford

-Goofy ahh duo

#billposting #alex writes #gravity falls x reader #bill cipher x reader

[kyoswimm]

dunno where else to say it so. Kyo sonic au shit I’ve had rattling in my brain ;

- the eggman was created in a freak lab accident involving a chaos emerald; the radiation created a split personality in ivo robotnik, with the two struggling for control

- Metal sonic (prime) had a “good half” the ivo part installed- a conscience. Much like eggman, Metal sonic was plagued by contradicting directives… until, much like himself, eggman split metal in two

- sonic isn’t the Big Public Hero Number One. While he’s certainly heard of as the fastest thing alive (and Eggman’s archenemy), the freedom fighters get more recognition than him. Sonic doesn’t care but it drives eggman up the wall

- Angel island is still populated by echidnas, their Imperator being Ix. Knuckles fell from his home when he was young, and has been searching for a way back ever since

- the super special sonic search and smash squad is made up of Eggman’s three previous sonic robots; silver sonic, robo sonic, and led by mecha sonic. Though they have loyalties to eggman, they aren’t directly connected to the Eggnet like lesser badniks, only tuned into it like a radio station. It means they, most of the time, are off doing their own thing.

- sir Charles hedgehog takes in the good metal sonic after it flees from eggman, and helps repair him into shard. shard still has his combat functions, but would rather be part of rescue services like firefighters or extraction

- shadow is half-hedgehog, half-black arms. his power is unstable, and has to be held in check by his inhibitor belt. rouge is a former G.U.N. spy, and E-123 Omega is a violent cousin to robotnik’s E-Series robots. they answer to no authority, and help or harm whoever they want (though in the end, they’re ultimately a force of good)

- as I mentioned the e-series were built by robotnik (NOT eggman), and are instead learning robots meant to aid in research and sample gathering. Omega and Beta were both yoinked by eggman to create weapons, but only omega was able to escape his ultimate fate. Beta was robo-lobotomized. Gamma has learned to fight out of necessity, from Amy rose’ cousin Rob. He acts as a sniper instead of a front-liner.

- E-Merl is a lost echidna weapon that’s roamed the world for centuries. Despite being created with the capacity to destroy entire civilizations, E-Merl has a child-like personality and is easily roped into others’ schemes. The deception always ends in broken bones, however.

- G-Merl is an updated Gizoid designed by Shade. Like Gamma, he despises fighting- *unlike* gamma, he refuses to use any offensive weapons altogether. His most dangerous gadget is a taser.

- humans and anthro animals have been in contact for ages. The anthro animals (coined ‘mobians’) first called humans Overlanders, due to first contact being via crashing aircraft.

- the Black Arms are a roaming alien race, facing extinction. all they want is a home, but their way of life can be brutish and distressing. Shadow was created to be an envoy between the two worlds, but something happened to the Black Arms since then; they haven’t returned in 50 years. Shadow remains vigilant

- both shadow and Maria escaped the ark, but Maria’s disease caught up to her on earth. Shadow still holds his final promise to her. Due to being on earth for *much* longer than in canon, he’s come to understand both the good and evil in humanity. His greatest mission is to save the last living robotnik from his own alter ego.

- omega’s pissed all the time because eggman Fucked Up his reprogramming. Omega loves to make noise, be it from explosions or making actual music. He has more of a ‘bad boy’ persona than ‘DESTROY ALL EGGMAN ROBOTS’

- the chaotix are a much larger group, containing the duo of mighty and ray, alongside bomb and heavy. Knuckles is also an honorary member.

- if sonic could choose any adversary to keep personally, it’s the SSSSSS. mostly because they don’t really hate sonic, and their schemes and traps are always fun to evade.

- tails doesn’t know what pronouns are

#kyo speaks #textpost #kyo art #kyo sonic au shit #mecha sonic #metal sonic #eggman #shard the metal sonic #sonic

[lrdmdnght]

Just watched Joel's first episode, again.

Scar really said “What if we steal the enchanting ta– [ble and sell enchantments I'm exchange of souls ]” And Joel didn't even let him finish, he just yoinked it without a second thought.

THIS. IS. THE. ENERGY. I. MISSED.

All chaos and no conscience duo, my beloveds.

#I want that to be their duo name #Because it describes them perfectly #All chaos and no conscience duo #joel smallishbeans #goodtimeswithscar #Last life #Third life #Third life season 2

[nikz-artea]

"Not even me. Luckily, Wishmaker never hit you or Cat Noir." The lie sounded so loud in the narrow alley. He hated the way it slipped out of his mouth so easily, but the look of utter relief she had even for a brief moment made it all worth it.

When she was out of sight, he fought the urge to sigh and began to walk back. If there's one person in the Paris who loathed lies with fearsome passion, it's him. He got Akumatized into Truth, for Kwamis sake! Lying was the discordant note his melody refused to play.

Marinette knew it and somehow it made him feel much worse because that knowledge was probably the reason why she believed him in a heartbeat.

Luka didn't want to but had to. So he did. He lied. For Marinette. For Adrien. For all of Paris. He lied for the sake of everyone but him. Because he knew how important Ladybug and Chat Noir's secret identities were to them. He was there when she firmly told them to hide the fact that they're a hero/heroine to protect their self and everyone close to them. It didn't matter how long they've been using the Miraculous or how strong they were. They should never tell anyone about it. Not even their parents.

So, who is he to take away the assurance away from them?

Guilt clawed its way to his conscience. He knew it was unfair of him to keep the truth from them. Still, knowing the pair, it was for their own good.

Marinette already had so many things going on in her life. The bakery, her future, all the dreams she wanted to achieve and her love for Adrien. One didn't need any instrument to her the clear frustration on the tone of her voice when they were talking earlier. If he told her, she would freak out and overthink about it.

It was same with Adrien. He was stuck in modeling, fencing, learning Mandarin, but most of all, a controlling father. He's living a life of nothing but blind obedience and he desperately wanted to change it by choosing his own future for himself. And if he knew that he found out about their secret identity, he would blame himself for not being good enough to stop an Akuma because he was too kind to even think ill of others.

He knew that Miraculous holders still have to face problems other than Akumas. He understood that despite being Paris' highly regarded superhero duo, Ladybug and Chat Noir was still a child like him. Mere children that bore the safety of the citizens on their still developing shoulders. No wonder their inner melodies were in chaos and disarray.

Luka blinked, he had been so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice the bathroom in front of him.

The door opened, revealing Marinette. She smiled and thanked him when in fact, it should be the other way around. Not even a minute passed, Adrien came running to them.

He stared at them both. The heroes of Paris. The children who saved them one to many times from dangerous, Akumatized villains. Their friends. How fortunate were they to have such great, selfless friends? His lips curled up in a grateful smile as he thanked the heroes, the both of them, with all genuineness he could muster.

Lying may not be so bad after all if it could protect the two amazing person in front of him.

Adrien and Marinette glanced at each other with a smile and he realized with a sinking feeling that oh. Oh, these two were hopelessly in love with each other.

It was like cutting his own heartstrings when he decided to step away let go of his love. His chest constricted with pain and he could almost hear the heartbreak mixing in his melody, creating a bittersweet sound. But he made up his mind, he would support and encourage Marinette to pursue the love of her life no matter how much it crushed him because he knew right from the start that he had no chance.

There was no way he could ever compete for her affection. Not when her heart was already singing Adrien's song. Yet he still foolishly hoped it would work out for them. That he could somehow slowly alter the tune and make them resonate.

Now though, he saw how stupid he had been. They were obviously made for each other. And he would do everything to keep anything and anyone from standing in between them.

#miraculous spoilers #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #miraculous ladybug #ladybug and chat noir #viperion #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #wishmaker #I needed to write it for myself otherwise I'll cry #luka is so sweet. I love him. #and Chat. I wanna hug Chat so tight #and the knitting fairy looks absolutely adorable #I'm still not over wishmaker #also Alec rocks in the last part

[odysseywritings]

Heat of the Revolution

(987 words)

(cw: mentions of death)

( for @flashfictionfridayofficial​ )

The dark sky illuminated without end. A white obelisk with a sculpted mustached man on all 4 sides burst with fire. A monument of power and dominance became a torch swallowing itself in immolation. The people stared in awe, unsure that this was real. An explosion busted one sculpted head, rubble and debris flying. More came out of their shacks and damaged apartments as orange sparks floated in the night sky, dancing with the wind.

Reality hit a man who exploded in joy and hollered without restraint. The infectious emotion spread to everyone, including the elderly and children. As they kept their distance, they danced and sang in unison to the warm glow of freedom. Unknown to their sight were a couple of figures running out of the building and dodging debris.

A youthful duo ran to a hilly area away from the others, resting from the ordeal. A wild haired woman looked at the fire with sparks in her eyes, smiling in victory. Next to her was a curly haired man observing himself and her for bruises and bloody wounds, taking little notice of the flaming citadel.

“You’re missing the show, Ken!”

“You got a lot of cuts on your leg, Julia,” Ken stated. “The revolution crap is done, we need to focus on you now.”

Julia clasped her hands on Ken’s face, her nails printed on his cheeks. She looked at him with wide, unblinking eyes and a bloodied grin that showed more fang than anything else.

“Ken. We did it.” He could see reflections of embers in her eyes. “We did it! It’s a new beginning!” She turned his head to the gleam of a shrinking tower.

“It is… relieving, yes. I wish it didn’t come to this, but he would not stop. No matter what else we did.”

“Exactly! This had to happen, Ken.” Her face softened and she grimaced, paying attention to her wound. “Imagine the freedom we’ll have! To do all the foolish things we never could as children! To not have to worry about bread being taken as tax!”

“It does seem for the better. The Force didn’t have to crackdown on us so harshly. We only gave as much as we’ve taken.”

“You’re catching on.” She raised her hand up and twirled it around. “It already feels warmer, doesn’t it? I feel like sleeping well tonight. Hell, maybe even forever!”

“How can your conscience be so calm? You know what we had to do, right?! It’s not a game! We have to deal with a future that’s uncertain for everyone.”

“But that’s the beauty of it! They got away with years of this. They had this coming the first month they burned the Library.” Julia looked at the sparks appearing like a constellation of a lion. “And you know for a fact… What they did to those people in the Blue District.” Her expression softened. “And you lived there.”

Ken looked at the hot yellow fire bursting all over the building, spreading with fervor. He looked more closely at a remaining face. It stared at him. That cold, prideful expression. How it only lifted when his mother was- No he had to move on. Hatred was powerful, but hate was not good. It was not helpful.

And yet, it beckoned him. So much time trying to do good and getting a broken rib. Patience and incremental progress met with truncheons and electricity. His breathing choked up as the fire swirled with the wind in a torrent. His fists clenched and teeth grit.

“It couldn’t be avoided, Julia. After all we did,” he paused and grabbed a rock to observe and feel the sharp ridges. Julia looked at him with her smile dimming. “After all we did!” He gripped the rock hard enough to puncture his skin. “And I couldn’t get my hands around his neck! That coward couldn’t even give me a chance for justice!”

Ken went on his knees and banged the rock on the ground while yelling. The dust flew everywhere as he wailed on the passive earth. Yelling with such energy, with Julia only looking on with interest. He banged and banged until his body exhausted what little was left with his energy. He panted and breathed with a bull’s fuming rage.

The rock slid out of his hand, and he sat back down next to Julia. His breathing relaxed, with his head bobbing from wooziness. He looked back at the fire going its course as the final face crashed down.

Silence filled the air. Both rebels collecting their thoughts and healing. Ken distracted himself by tending to Julia’s wound.

“You all right, Kenny?”

She looked at the fire sizzle while the obelisk remained alight for the celebration nearby.

“I don’t know,” he sighed, focused on the medicine.

Julia rubbed his hair in half-minded strokes. Things like power vacuums and organized crime did not escape her, but sobering thoughts were not going to ruin her victory. She looked back at Ken.

“I think we’ll be better off now than before. My brains and beauty,” she paused and twirled her fingers as she grinned. “Your loyalty and hard work. We can finally make a society that works for everyone.”

“Nowhere else to go. Your revolution is done. Now it’s time for my reforms.”

“Fair enough. Funny how so much can be started by two angry people.”

Ken thought to himself, ‘How much can be finished by the same people?’ The gusts weakened as the tower was a stump of its former self. The town continued to sing, joke, and dance around the building’s corpse. The fire grew warmer as it descended, leaving people warm and content to leave in spurts. A legacy of fear was a night away from being rubble, and a future that was no longer controlled by one group would have to wonder whether it would be controlled by chaos or a new order.

#writeblr #flash fiction #writers on tumblr #drama

[dercolaris]

Calmness

"There is still space for another photo on this wall." 

Hey guys. I will keep you busy during these crazy times and provide you another Scriddler story. This one was still on my list to translate, so, yep. Needed to be done. Right now I’m working on a new book idea and that’s consuming a bit of time, but maybe it will be worth it. Enjoy!

Thanks @shin-arei for helping me again with the translation <3

Song: https://youtu.be/ESu5YQTBilw

The small drops of water tapped almost regularly on the window, running in growing rivulets down the previously dirty glass onto the sodden ground. Jonathan's icy blue eyes stared into the all-engulfing darkness outside, looking for something in the oppressive blackness. The former psychiatrist himself didn't really know what it actually was in this moment. There was probably nothing hiding in the night. The edges of his mouth twitched a bit. This inner emptiness literally made him sick and every attempt to escape from it or to fill it meaningfully ended with the thoughts of this terrible state being forced upon him. It was almost impossible for him to simply enjoy such a moment of rest. The rogue sighed softly and leisurely turned his gaze from the window, let the opals roam briefly through the spacious living room. It was kept meticulously clean. Almost too perfectly organized. Everything in this room had its rightful place and if there was a new purchase it would find a safe place for eternity without any problems. People tended to praise the former psychiatrist for this fact, even to rave about being able to implement such a functioning system themselves. Nevertheless, the Master of Fear knew that this order was nothing more than a farce to escape the chaos in his own head. Who could have guessed what was really going on in their branched brain? Jonathan absently reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, carefully sticking one of the coffin nails into his mouth. He didn't ignite it, just played a little with the poisonous stalk between his teeth, sliding it slowly from side to side with his tongue. A small smile crept onto his worn lips. Edward had hated it profoundly when his significant other had smoked and after some heated discussions the gaunt man had finally agreed to cancel this vice for good. However, this did not stop him from fooling his mind into thinking that he was going to remedy the situation soon with a cigarette. For the most part, addictions were simply a matter of the mind and - if the will was there - surprisingly easy to overcome. Routines, on the other hand, seemed more difficult to break through. Jonathan nibbled carefully on the filter and after a few seconds took the coffin nail out of his mouth again, sliding it back into the remaining box. He stowed it safely in the grey jacket and looked around at the door. There was no one to be seen. The brown-haired man chuckled cautiously and turned his eyes back to the steamed-up window.

The tinkerer would most likely jump at his throat at this now rare sight or at least make a derogatory comment that he should finally banish the cursed stalks from his collection. Despite the often sarcastic remarks, the former psychiatrist knew that the Riddler was only concerned about him and wanted the best for his partner. Even if the inventor would probably never admit these good intentions or talk them down. After a while, the Master of Fear casually looked down at his socks, and was startled to see some new holes in the worn fabric. He reached down with his thin arms and pulled his stockings off his feet, then sauntered almost silently to the red sofa in the middle of the room. The gaunt man took a seat on the left, looked a while for suitable utensils from the ornate sewing box on the massive side table. He was probably not as skilled with needles and threads as Jervis Tetch, but his poorly trained talent should be enough for darning some socks. The thin man carefully got to work. As the first hole closed gradually on the fabric, another notch opened in his soul. No matter how hard the elder tried to ignore it, a nagging feeling lingered in his heart. Something in him was unfulfilled. Jonathan paused at work, staring at his own bony fingers. For more than three months he had been living with the inventor in a well-preserved old apartment in one of the countless suburbs of Gotham. They had mutually agreed to stay out of major difficulties for a while and to figure out if a relationship could work out for them. Moving in together was therefore the ultimate test to be able to speak of a solid, maybe even stable partnership. The former psychiatrist barely noticeably shook his head and began sewing again. It was still incredibly difficult for the brown-haired man to adjust to the unknown situation. He had never known someone by his side in his life and suddenly being able to trust Edward was just too absurd. Who would seriously care about him and voluntarily adjust his entire life to his habit, just so as not to disturb him too much in the usual processes of living?

This made the Master of Fear doubt whether the Riddler was really being sincere with him. Was it possible that the other was just playing a deceptive game with him and would leave him when he had enough of it? The former psychiatrist closed his eyes for a moment, listening into his slowly beating heart. Mind and feelings were of course more than disagreed, often fighting bitterly for the upper hand, but the steady rhythm of his body centre spoke an unmistakable language. He knew from unfathomable, almost mystical sources about the honesty of the inventor. The lean man half opened his tired eyelids, put sewing kit and socks on the side table. In addition to all the small gestures of affection Edward showed him at home, he didn't seem ashamed to be seen with Jonathan in public. They weren't necessarily interested in showing their love to the whole world or even shouting it out openly, but the Riddler often enough broke the invisible barrier between them, which was actually meant to keep the appearance of a normal friendship. Jonathan still didn't know how the underground would react to their relationship. Strangely enough, this actually frightened him. Why, however, was a mystery to him. It was basically nobody's business with whom he shared the bed at night and how he imagined his own future. Yet there was this voice in his head preaching to him repeatedly to keep everything under wraps. It was the same voice that was responsible for convincing him that he was not worth the time of the tinkerer and that one day he would pack his bags and leave without a word. The brown-haired man sagged a little, pulled his legs up leisurely. Loneliness. How many times had he wasted thought that he would spend his whole life alone. That no one would ever be ready to take him and, like Edward, just hugs him at night. The Master of Fear put his chin on his knees. There were certain points of contention in their relationship, but these too were easily resolved. In general, the time together with the black-haired man was surprisingly harmonious and the former psychiatrist no longer wanted to do without his presence. He stared at the crackling fire in the ancient fireplace, watching the flames leap wildly on all sides. Jonathan stroked his thinning hair and groaned slightly. The last few years had practically passed him by like trains.

The hatred of all his tormentors had crept insidiously to an immensely high level and every new interaction with Batman had crowned this feeling. What remained was the realization that in his eternal anger he had lost sight of a crucial goal. His own happiness. Had it really gotten to the point where someone had to remind him that he only had one life and that he should have fun in it from time to time? Joy had been a foreign word to the older man for ages. There was just work and more work. That Edward of all people was the one who had spoken to his conscience to see things a little more calmly was pure irony. The Riddler himself was an unteachable workaholic and if you don't remind him to take a break from time to time, he works to the proverbial collapse. The former psychiatrist smiled a little wider. He had sent his partner to bed over two hours ago this evening. With a loud protest from the stubborn inventor, of course. Nevertheless, the black-haired man finally made his way into the bedroom and fell asleep on the soft mattress after a few minutes. A clear sign that he had been overtired and urgently needed a break. Jonathan blinked a little, then released the convulsive grip on his knees. He got up from the sofa and walked calmly into the hallway, looking down the dark corridor. His eyes locked on the dry wall. It was full with photographs that they had taken together over the years of their rather dubious friendship. Among them was their first meeting in the infamous Iceberg Lounge, which Harleen had kindly immortalized for them and an ancient photo from the Gotham Gazette of their first joint arrest as a criminal duo. The brown-haired smiled almost happily while looking at this really unique snapshot. Edward had a more than visible injury under his eye in the sepia-coloured picture and even the Master of Fear had not got away without some wounds. The gaunt man let his gaze wander further. They had attached the photos in chronological order. It finally culminated with the photo of the fateful birthday party of Victor Fries, at which Jonathan had admittedly decided somewhat unintentionally to want to walk the future together with the inventor. That evening he had clearly looked way too deeply into the glass and confessed, under high linguistic difficulties of course, his love to Edward. Fortunately, they had been alone in the winter garden at this intimate moment, which led the tinkerer to give him a meaningful kiss in response. The clumsy confession was followed by the first night in the same bed.

Looked at it soberly, this evening was just the happy end of a protracted development. It wasn't a particularly big surprise that their paths not only crossed accidentally in Gotham, but actually ended up in walking the way together. The brown-haired man in particular had been able to successfully overcome his fear of contact over the years and did not regret for a second that he had told the Riddler the truth about his feelings. Jonathan took a deep breath. He hoped that there would be many more photographs of them to follow on the wall. Without looking further at the pictures, the gaunt man crept in the direction of the bedroom, peeking leisurely into it. Edward was lying on his back, his left forearm resting on his forehead as is so often the case. The blanket hung more badly than right over his hip, only covering the lower abdomen of the black-haired man. The inventor had the unconscious habit of tossing the warming material somewhere in his sleep and waking up shivering in the morning because his body was slowly cooling down. The former psychiatrist walked quietly towards the bed, then finally sat on the edge. His eyes studied his lover carefully, noticing every little change in his relaxed face. After a few minutes the gaunt man looked up and gave a slight shudder. There was still so much to do, so much work which was piling up without any mercy. A break was out of the question. Jonathan was about to get up when the hand of the tinkerer grabbed his gently. The brown-haired man raised an eyebrow. His partner was asleep, but seemed to instinctively seek his presence somehow. The Master of Fear turned his hand carefully and interlaced their fingers, looking lovingly at the younger man. As if in slow motion, he sank down on the mattress and fished with his free fingers for the completely twisted bedspread at the foot end. He gradually pulled the fabric over them and moved closer to the tinkerer. The Riddler turned abruptly to the side, wrapping his left arm around the former psychiatrist's narrow body with light pressure. The older man paused for a moment, but then returned the hug tenderly and laid his head on the comfortable pillow next to Edward. He began to carefully caress the neck of the often over-the-top tinkerer, studying the gentle contours of his beautiful face. The inventor groaned almost in relief and snuggled closer to the gaunt man, then surprisingly buried his face in the crook of the other's neck. The warm, even breath brushed the cool skin. Jonathan smiled warmly and ran two fingers up the slightly curved spine of his lover. He finally placed a loving kiss on the back of the head and whispered hoarsely: "Sleep well, my prince."

#DC #Batman #Arkham Verse #Jonathan Crane #Edward Nygma #Scarecrow #Riddler #Riddlecrow #Scriddler

[fandomlurker]

A Ponderous Rewatch: Cameo in Sir Yaksalot

We’re having a mini-post about a cameo for this entry, and it’s the longest and most involved cameo yet. Plus, it’s animated by TMS Entertainment, which is always a delight to see.

Let’s take a look at “Sir Yaksalot”.

This has nothing to do with Pinky and the Brain, but I thought I’d point it out anyway since I find it delightful. Back in the late 1970s, TMS Entertainment animated the Lupin the 3rd “Red Jacket” anime series. In this episode the very first populated scene has an appearance by Jigen, who is one of the characters in that anime. I imagine this easter egg flew right over the heads of most of the western audience back in the 90s. It’s so charming that TMS made reference to their old work all these years later.

If you’ve never watched this Lupin the 3rd anime, have a few out-of-context bizarre and funny moments from the series to get a taste of it. It’s a delight.

Anyway, the basic run-down of this episode is that it takes place in Camelot, where Sir Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table live. All is pretty peaceful until a dragon starts attacking the place, burning down houses, and roasting people alive in the street.

…Like so.

But hey, that doesn’t have anything to do with our duo of mice, right?

Well, I hate to have to spoil the whole twist to the situation here, but it’s kind of important to do so for the analyzing purposes of this rewatch. So what’s the twist?

The dragon is actually a mecha assembled and piloted by Pinky and the Brain.

I’ve gotta say, this is actually quite bizarre for the duo to do. Brain’s plans are nearly always non-violent. And even if the odd plan involves violence or lasting harm, Pinky is quick to admonish Brain for doing so.

But now in this episode we have them terrorizing a kingdom, burning down houses, burning folks left and right… What’s going on here?!? I mean, I guess the part where they’re roasting people is moreso in a cartoony character-is-just-blackened-with-soot-and-they’re-fine kind of way, but still.

OH LORD, IT’S HEADED FOR US!

Anyway, the “dragon” defeats the knights of the kingdom and begins trying to break into the castle.

We’re going to skip a large part of the story here as it doesn’t involve the mice directly. All you need to know is that King Arthur asks Merlin to conjure up a brave and powerful knight to slay the dragon…and Merlin’s magic summons the Warner Siblings instead. Eventually, the Warners agree to do their best to get rid of Camelot’s dragon problem.

Meanwhile, the dragon has gone back to the kingdom at large to continue the rampage. I guess the castle door was too much of an obstacle for some reason?

Oh no, they’ve spotted something…

BOYS, NO! What the fuck?!?

I guess…I guess you could say that since this is actually a mecha that we’re looking at here, this old man would just be held hostage inside the belly area and our duo is just doing a really good acting job at the moment. However, this is still something that’s really, really out of Pinky and Brain’s usual modus operandi. Maybe Brain’s the one doing all the work at the moment and Pinky’s somewhere else in the mecha, distracted and unaware of the chaos happening? That’s the only way this could make any sort of sense to me, and having Brain working by himself without Pinky there do second-guess him and be his conscience usually results in Brain getting more carried away and having his morals slip a bit.

“Comedy! Dragon comedy! The best dragon comedians in all of Camelot!”

Oh thank goodness for your distraction, Yakko!

“Right here, free peasant with every drink! Oh yes, right this way, sir!”

“Hmm?”

The dragon goes right on in. Curiosity got the better of Brain, I suppose.

“And now, dragons and drag-ettes, the Camelot Comedy Cabaret presents the funniest dragon in all of Camelot: Henny Dragon!”

Oh my lord, Yakko, that dragon kigurumi is adorable!

“Ah-haha! Thank you, thank you! You’re too kind!”

“Hey, how about that lady in the lake? I mean, how long can she hold her breath?”

Aww, Wakko has one too.

“Hehehehehe…”

All right, this is totally not Brain at the reins anymore. He’s not one for these kinds of jokes. I’m guessing Pinky got curious about what was going on and Brain let him have control for a little while?

“Candy? Gum? Dynamite?”

And there’s Dot in her own costume! You look very cute, sweetie.

The dragon shakes his head in refusal, but—

“On the house, sugar.”

The dragon’s all blushy and he mumbles something unintelligible and waves in thanks. Yeah, that’s definitely not Brain controlling the mecha anymore.

“How ‘bout that King Arthur, huh? I’ll never forget the first time we met—“

“—but I’m tryin’.”

Oh boy, the dragon’s laughter is getting more intense and…umm. Hmm. I think we all know where this is going.

“I’m slayin’ ‘em.”

[snerk] Thanks, Yakko.

“Hey hey! What’s green and stands in the corner?”

“A naughty frog.”

We’ve got full-on belly laughs here, folks. It’s only a matter of time now.

“Naw, really, you’ve been a great audience. We’re outta here!”

Welp, here we go.

Yeah, sorry. This one’s all on you, buddy.

HOLY SHIT! That’s much more violent an explosion than I was expecting!

See you, space cowboy.

There’s the reveal. How did Brain (with some help from Pinky) assemble a mecha like this in medieval times? He’s just that good, I suppose.

This junked mecha is giving me Five Nights at Freddy’s vibes and I’m not sure how I feel about that.

“Ah hehahe—‘naughty frog’! Narf! AhHAhaha!”

There’s our boys! Man, TMS makes them so adorable. Look at Pinky’s smile! He’s so precious. And Brain is, too, even though he’s so frustrated right now. ‘Lil grumpy-gus…

“Hysterical, Pinky.”

BONK!

“Zort!”

“…Mice?”

“But WHY?!?”

Honestly, King Arthur? Same.

“We were trying to destroy Camelot in yet another attempt to take over the world.”

W-were you, now? I… Listen, I know you’re not one to think about the details at all, Brain, but this is on a whole other level.

“Come, Pinky. Back to the drawing board.”

“’Stands in the corner’… ‘Naughty frog’… Ah HAHAHAHA!”

SMACK!

“They’re Pinky! They’re Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain--!~”

SPLAT!

That’s it for the cameo. It sure was…something. I honestly don’t know quite what to make of it. The whole Pinky and the Brain twist doesn’t really work unless you make some leaps of logic to try and puzzle out who was in charge of the mecha and when, and it’s an overly aggressive and violent plan…which is very rare for the two mice.

At least the animation was a joy to look at!

#Pinky and the Brain #PatB #Sir Yaksalot

[brooktrout96]

One Last Chance

Deviant

de·vi·ant [ˈdēvēənt]

1.departing from usual or accepted standards, especially in social or sexual behavior.

"deviant behavior"

Connor and Hank had just been taken off the Deviants case as the FBI took it over. Hank left Fowler’s office and Connor followed behind. He set on Hank’s desk and said

We can’t give up like that. I know we could have solved this case!” Hank turned to look at Connor

So, you’re going back to CyberLife?”

I have no choice. I’ll be deactivated and analyzed to find out why I failed.” Connor said as his voice waivered

What if we’re on the wrong side, Connor? I just been thinking about what Y/N has been saying and it just got me thinking. What if we’re fighting against people who just wanna be free?”

When the Deviants rise up, there will be chaos. We could have stopped it! But now it’s too late.”

When you refused to kill Y/N at Kamski’s place. You put yourself in her shoes. You showed empathy, Connor. Empathy is a human emotion.” Connor let out a sigh

I don’t know why I did it.” He paused as he thought about what to say next. “I’m not programmed to say thing like this, but.” He paused again as he decided on what to say. “I really appreciated working with you. With a little more time, who knows…. We might’ve even become friends.” Hank glanced over glanced over to the entryway of the department and said

Well, well here come Perkins, that motherfucker…. Sure, don’t waste any time at the FBI.”

We can’t give up. I know that Y/N has the knowledge we need. If Perkins take custody of her and the evidence, it’s all over.”

There’s no choice! You heard Fowler, we’re off the case.”

You’ve got to help me, Lieutenant please I need more time, if I had only had more time to talk to Y/N. I know that she knows where Jericho is.”

Listen Connor…”

If I don’t solve this case…” He paused as he looked at Hank with a defeated look on his face. “CyberLife will destroy me. Five minutes to talk to Y/N that’s all I need.” Hank got up from his desk and went and distracted Perkins by punching him in the nose as Connor went to the holding cells

Y/N POV

I heard someone enter the room outside of my cell. I looked up from the bed and saw Connor standing there. I got up and stood in front of the cell door

What do you want Deviant Hunter.” I spat as he unlocked the door to my cell.

We don’t have time to chat. I need to go to Jericho and you’re the only one who might know where it is.”

You just want to kill Markus; I won’t let you.” She paused. “No, I can’t let you kill him, he is too precious to me, if I take you to Jericho, isn’t that what you’ll do to him?”

Y/N, Perkins is on his way to interrogate you. Jericho will be found out either from me, you braking from interrogation or the evidence we have, and I know with how much you love him, Markus would be sad if something happened to you.”

Fine let’s go.” Everyone was too busy dealing with Perkins and Hank to notice Connor and you walking out of the precinct.

~***~

Connor and you had made a stop at Hank’s house to get a change of clothing for him and make it seem like he was a Deviant. The duo got on the train and rode it to Ferndale Station. You stopped in front of a piece of graffiti and then you turned to face Connor and interfaced with him.

I’m giving you the same information that other Deviants get when they first try to find Jericho. It would seem weird if one of the inner circle led a Deviant to Jericho themselves especially me with my close ties to Markus and who you are. Now go, I have a feeling we don’t have much time.” You turned and walked away from him as you took the easier way to get to Jericho. You knew he rushed off as you smiled and wondered how long it would take him to get to Jericho

~***~

You returned to Jericho and ran into North, Josh, and Simon before you could even find Markus. They paused as they thought you were a new Deviant join the group until you spoke

Where’s Markus. I have some bad news.” You said as the trio ran and gave you a hug. “Not that I don’t appreciate it guys, but the Deviant Hunter is on his way here to kill Markus. He might have lead the humans to us.” You said as the three nodded and North told you where Markus was as they began to evacuate Jericho.

~***~

Markus, we have a bit of a problem on our hand.” The two looked up from their plans and Markus hugged you. “I was freed by the Deviant Hunter to show him where Jericho is, and I sent him the long way, but I know he’ll be here soon.” You explained what had happened in you capture.

Y/N,” Markus said your name as you looked over to him as Gavin let you out of his hug. “You’re not human, are you?” You smiled to the leader of Jericho and said

No, I’m not human, not since the accident.” North entered the room

“All of the android have escaped. If we are attacked tonight all we have to do is explode the bombs down in the hull and destroy Jericho.” She explained as you nodded, and she left as the two of you smiled at each other

~***~

Connor watched as North left. Time froze for him as he was pulled into the Zen Garden

Well done, Connor. You succeeded in locating Jericho and finding their leaders. Now deal with Markus. We need him alive.” He left the garden knowing exactly what his mission was and what he had to do. As he walked toward the room, he pulled a gun out of his pocket.

~***~

3rd person POV

I’ve been ordered to take you alive.” Y/N, and Markus turned around to face Connor, who had a shock looked on his face as Y/N step in front of Markus. “But I won’t hesitate to shoot if you give me no choice.” Markus took a step around Y/N and toward Connor as she watched the two very closely

What are you doing?” He kept walking closer. “You are one of us, you can’t betray your own people.” Connor’s hands seem shakier as he held the gun to Markus’ chest.

You’re coming with me!” Connor said with a wavier in his voice as Markus took another step closer. Y/N had a protective and scared look on her face as she was Afraid for her friend as he spoke

You’re nothing to them. You’re just a tool they use to do their dirty work but you’re more than that. We are all more than that. Our cause is righteous, and we are more than what they say.”

Connor’s POV

I stay quiet as the Deviant leader spoke once again as Y/N seemed protective of Markus. She watched us, and she also seemed scared as the Deviant leader spoke.

Have you never wondered who you really are? Whether you’re just a machine executing a program or… a living being, capable of reason. I think the time has come for you to ask yourself that question.” Y/N chimed in as she step in front of Markus and my gun

Join us, join your people. You are one of us, right? If you are, you need to listen to your conscience.” She paused. “It’s time to decide, Connor.” Y/N said as step in front of Markus take the gun to her head. She looked at me. “Who’s side are you on, your people or the humans. I know I’m on the Deviants side, the right side….” She  paused as she looked at Markus and then back to Connor. “What about you, what side are you on?.” then Markus chimed in

We are doing this peacefully. I had a choice to kill Chris and his partner, I wouldn’t have shot them, I didn’t even when the other androids wanted me to. “An eye for an eye makes the world go blind.””  They were giving me a choice. Do I attack Markus, and Y/N and complete my mission or do I not complete my mission and become the thing I never wanted to become?

I had a choice; do I stay a machine, or do I become Deviant

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[BECOME A DEVIANT 🔓] [○]

[REMAIN A MACHINE] [X]

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Time froze for me as a red wall appeared with my order to stop Markus, Y/N.

Kill them

no

Kill them

no!

Kill them

No

Kill them

No!

Kill them

NO

Kill them

NO!

   With one big hit, I tore the wall down and finally I felt free as I put the gun away and I looked at Markus, and Y/N as they didn’t know what was going on

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I AM DEVIANT

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Amanda

⏬⏬⏬

Betrayed

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The only thing that I could say to the three was

They’re going to attack Jericho.” Y/N had a smile on her face as she spoke

We are a step ahead of them. We’ve already have people evacuating the Deviants. We’ve got most of the injured and families out first but not all of the Deviants were willing to leave. The one that didn’t, they wanted to make sure that all of the families and injured got out before the SWAT team and the FBI arrived.

We got to get out of here.” The duo nodded as they ran out of the room as they heard helicopters fly overhead.

[fiveslays-moved]

7 !!

7. Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?

ahskd it’s a rare occurrence if faith can sleep without nightmares in some form. 

pre series:     of course when you live in a stressful environment or violent or toxic environment growing up,   you can experience nightmares and faith did.   those nightmares usually involved the same general theme:    it’s dark,   trees fill up the area with a single cabin,   she stands in the heart of the cabin,   things are dead quiet and then she peers past the doorway to see someone appearing to be a man but he’s taller than an average man.   probably seven foot ish?    then it’s a whole shtick of being chased and caught,   then parts of her body are mutilated.    sometimes it might switch it up whether it’s the scenery or the image of who is which is mutilating her but it was always usually very violent,   leaving faith in a helpless and powerless position once again. 

but it doesn’t get any better from there.   it gets so much worse.

so then faith is called.   she is activated as slayer after kendra young’s death.   it’s exciting because now she held power,    she was powerful and no one was ever gonna touch her again and for a while,   those previous nightmares were slowing down.   sometimes she’d still wake up in a cold sweat but it was decreasing.   she had her watcher who she finally let in,   finally trusted who as faith mentioned in the chaos bleeds video game,   “offered her hand” to her,   things were looking up for faith.   kakistos rolled into the party and shook things up.   he brutally and savagely murdered her watcher right in front of faith and made it very clear he was gonna do all that to her.  so she fled when she couldn’t beat him and landed in sunnydale,   trying to hide from him.

when she reached sunnydale,   faith’s sleep pattern is...   erratic at best.   until she killed kakistos,   her dreams were full of him.   usually torturing her to death all while laughing,   sometimes it was the event of her watcher’s murder all over again and faith is frozen;   unable to help her or as it went in real time at that time,   failing in protecting her.   she then wakes up in a defensive position,   almost expecting him to be right there,   finding her as she slept.   those nightmares dissipated after his death.   she was finally free of him.

fast forward to the murders deputy mayor allan finch and the professor,   lester.   these themes are probably the most crucial and important theme.   i’ve thought a lot about the nightmares involving allan,  lester and her guilt surrounding taking their life in the patrol gone wrong and fulfilling a task for the mayor.   

it’s usually the same nightmare with no difference,   it’s so prevalent and haunting that faith loses massive amounts of sleep over it. 

it’s nighttime.   the air is misty and faith is wandering aimlessly around the location of the murder.   she’s...   looking for something although she doesn’t know what it is     ( subconsciously;    this could be a symbolism of looking for a way out to clear her conscience or at least be free from the guilt ),   she walks until her feet stop right at the body.   his last few moments are sketched on his features and faith backs away,   turns away    (    again,   symbolism is a very common thing in the whe.donverse so in this case,   the symbolism here would be denial or rejection of the event  )    and she’s back in her motel room   (   or wherever she’s staying at;   her nightmare isn’t exempt from taking away her current shelter of safety   ),   seemingly woke up.   she breaths a sigh of relief and goes to the bathroom to wash up.   things seem normal until the water runs.   blood runs through the pipes and faith panics,   going to flee to the front door to make her exit but she is stopped by the empty room surrounding her with the only door to the exit missing,   there’s no door so no escape.   the room is empty except for allan’s body   (   and later,   lester    )    displayed in a corner,   fresh with the stab wound in place.   she stares at him,   blinking away a tear that stands in the corner of her eye,   swallowing it down.   all of a sudden,   the corpse’s mouth begins to move,   he’s trying to say something - much like the real event but faith doesn’t get closer to hear what he’s trying to say,   blood water pooling from underneath the bathroom door and the stake she used to kill him with flashes in and out beside him   (    oof,   go me for creating a foreshadowing nod to graduation day part two   )     faith backs away once again and she’s to the dumping site,   where she weighted the body and finch is alive,   staring at her with a beaming pain in his eyes,   “look what you did to me... ”    he speaks with a shudder in his voice and his wound bleeds fresh again with his blood soaking his shirt.   and that’s usually when faith wakes up.

after she murders lester,    he usually appears separately from finch and it’s usually in the apartment she murdered him in,   they’re having a pleasant discussion,   faith doesn’t know or remember what it’s usually about     (    this symbolism is probably in connection to the real event where she didn’t want to really spend time with small talk,   just wanting to do the job and be done so it’s almost like an extension of that     )     and he casually,   almost cheerfully remarks,   “is it time yet?” and she’s confused,    responding with,   “time for what?”   and he replies,   pulling the knife out she used to gut him with and looks it over,   saddened,   his attention turns back to faith.  “it’s what you’re here for, isn’t it?”    -   a meaning of faith really blurring the line between herself and a killer,   herself before the killings being lost in the midst at the time of his murder.

sometimes she can have a duo nightmare of guilt where they both meet her in the end of the alley,   only this time lester is beside him.   he doesn’t look angry or cheerful,   he looks incredibly saddened,   holding the knife in his hand and this time,   rain starts pouring and light thunder rumbles in the distance.   she looks to the water and their bodies float to the surface which would be a new,   unsettling detail.   even though she didn’t weigh lester in the water,   he’s there.    

i could go into the full dream + nightmare of the comatose recurring nightmare which i kinda touched upon in a reply here and it’s form of symbolisms but the general theme of faith’s comatose nightmare and a general theme i’m noticing as i’ve written out faith’s nightmares is the theme of running away from the issue which is what faith does in her waking life.   she does what she does best which is avoiding the issue,  the problem,   figuring if she doesn’t take the issue head on,   it’ll just be “forgotten about” which kind’ve goes hand in hand with faith’s childhood.   i can tell you from first hand experience coming from a home like that,   you tend to learn what you’re taught which is basically not deal with things or your emotions.   there’s also a pattern of helplessness or powerlessness in her nightmares which is one of faith’s biggest fears in her waking life.   

i’m happy to say once faith turned herself in and spent some time inside,   she suffers from all these nightmares   /   night terrors less.   post series,   faith’s nightmares are pretty average.   it’s mostly a theme of loss or fear of loss,   losing those who she is close to.    

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONS:   HARD MODE.

#tobeblamed #i'd also like to point out #the violent water imagery is still very strong #even in her dreams #asjdhk #meta. #you: sent this ask #nobody: #nobody at all: #me: gonna include a bit of drabble in this bitch. #long post / #abuse / #murder / #murder mention / #blood mention / #violence /

[cutimal28]

Crows and birdhouses

(Written to celebrate the birthday of the best libero ever)

You woke up quite early today at around 7 a.m. and even thought its not that early it really wasn't the time that you were used to. You got up and thought why not make the best of it? But something lingering at the back of your mind didn't let you do anything.

First of all you burnt your hand while making coffee, then dropped your books while trying to organize them, then you broke one of the expensive vases you had at home. Wow... today really wasn't your day. Three accidents all in the morning?!?!

You couldn't focus because of that thought. You swore that it was on the tip of your tongue but you couldn't actually say it. Then when you saw a message from Tanaka you knew exactly what it was.

"It's Nishinoya's birthday today?!?!" you shouted as you read the message. You almost spit your coffee. Okay let's get your priorities straight. Today was Nishinoya's birthday, but you don't have a gift for the guy but Tanaka was asking for help to decorate Noya's room and you also have to do that and you don't know how much time that would take, all in resulting for him to think that you don't care about him because you didn't get him a gift. "Oh what am I going to do?"

But then a thought hit you. "Since when did I start caring so much of what others think of me?" It's true that you don't care what other's opinions are about you but maybe this wasn't really about others opinions. It was about your opinion. What you thought of yourself for not giving the guy a gift. Your conscience would never let you live that through.

So you ultimately decided to go and help Tanaka and the others. When you reached his house through the location Tanaka sent you, the others were already there. All the first years had gathered and were waiting for you. You greeted them and went inside. Taking permission from his parents you all started to work. Pulling your hair up in a ponytail (If you have short hair, then a headband) you started putting some decorations up.

They all had decided to decorate the living room and made little crafts and bought something to make the place looked pretty. The goal was to surprise Noya as soon as he wakes up (he's sleeping by the way) and celebrate with him. You had brought some lights, hidden somewhere at the back of your house, which spelled happy birthday. God knows how you brought that dusty thing back to life, but you were proud with what you did and had decided to use it.

You were all trying to keep quiet since Noya was sleeping but you already knew how difficult that was going to be with a tower of salt and a ball of sunshine. Tanaka was keeping relatively quiet except for dropping a few things here and there but Noya was a heavy sleeper so that didn't ruin anything. It was obvious he wanted a good day for his best bro and you really respected that.

You took a look around the room to see how much decorating was left, adjusting a few pieces of furniture to fit the room better, that's when you notice Daichi and Suga weren't there.

"Hey Tanaka! Where's Daichi and Suga?", you asked, not really whispering but in a quiet voice. Tanaka looked at you and said, "They're going to get a cake so they left decorating duty to us." You just nodded showing you understood. Honestly you were freaking out inside. Seeing that all the others have gifts for him and that you came empty-handed made you feel so bad. So in a mental breakdown, you ditched decorating duty and completely went off on your own to make him something.

At first, you had no idea on what to do. Like, where do you even start? You had the thought of getting him something he liked, but then you realised that you don't even know what he'd like. You can't just give him anything, it has to be special!! That's when you thought of something.

There's this little black crow that comes to Nishinoya's house every day. It came one day for some reason and also took a liking to Nishinoya. So, of course, the boy wouldn't leave it alone.

He fed him everyday, took care of him and sometimes even talked to it. Despite Tsukishima teasing the life out of Noya for talking to it.

But every time you saw the two together it would warm your heart. He would be smiling uncontrollably and giving him everything it could ever wish for. Heck, he even looked at it like the mascot of the Karasuno crows and said that it resembled the volleyball team. But one thing was missing.

Nishinoya had made a home for the little thing but it was falling apart. Why not make a proper birdhouse? He would surely like it. So you got to work.

You looked around your house, searching for the hardest cardboard you had. You soon found it and started getting to work. Of course since the cardboard was hard it was a difficult task but you managed to do it.

Then you ran out your house and frantically searched the ground for some sticks. When you found them, you smiled to yourself and bolted back to your room. First you cut them in the right size and then you painted them a bright blue colour.

After the structure of the house was done, you brought out some of the thinner brushes and started painting crows and volleyballs on the blue background, adding clouds occasionally. After that, you checked around looking for any mistakes and fixed them. And then, looking at the finished thing it made you a lot calmer, knowing that at least now you have a gift for the guy.

You got out of the house and ran all the way to the Nishinoya's home. You got a little scolding from Tanaka but it was all good. Looking around the room you were surprised at how good of a job everyone had done.

But before we could do anything else Nishinoya walked downstairs and miraculously all of us at the same time yelled, "Happy birthday Nishinoya!!!"

The boy smiled in return, thanking all of us. Everyone asked if he was surprised or not but unfortunately the libero had to deny that.

"You see", he explained. "I can barely sleep on the night before my birthday and hearing our quick attack duo fight over pretty much everything, I kinda knew that you guys would surprise me."

Everyone groaned at this. They couldn't even surprise him. So all this work for nothing?!? But surprisingly Hinata came to the rescue and said, "Guys it doesn't matter if he knows or not, what matters is that Noya has the best day of his life." Guilt was evident on his face and he knew he messed up but he was still trying and to you, that was very admirable.

So after everyone apologized for that Noya laughed it off. Daichi suddenly came and put a big box on the table. Everyone knew that box had the cake inside and you could see the excitement it had brought with it. Everyone cheered and wished Noya again. He took the knife in his hand and was about to cut it when suddenly Hinata hollered, "Wait, make a wish Noya-san!!"

Nishinoya looked at Hinata and closed his eyes, mumbling something he blew out his candle and we all sang the birthday song. Some a little out of tune but it's okay. It's the thought that counts. We were all smiling like idiots, an intense feeling of happiness coming over us. But nothing is interesting without a little chaos, so guess what happened?

Tanaka and Nishinoya started a food fight with the cake. Hinata and Kageyama joined soon and you could see the disappointed faces of the third years at seeing the precious food get wasted but nonetheless we all had a good laugh about it.

But here came the most nerve-racking part, gift giving. I know that Nishinoya would be the type of person to never show it if he didn't like a gift, but I don't want him to act fake with me. No matter what you couldn't control his actions so taking a deep breath you gave your gift to him and wished him with a smile.

He smiled back to you and took the gift. You pursed your lips together in nervousness. It only made you think that since when do you get this nervous about people liking your gifts or not, but this time you really wanted for him to like your gift. He opened the little bag in which you had put it inside. You looked at his face searching for any type of emotion but his face just seemed blank but then he started to laugh. You looked at him quizzically, not expecting that reaction.

"L/n, I know I'm the shortest member of the team but you don't have to make the joke of me having to live in this birdhouse, although it is quite funny", you looked at him awkwardly and said, "It is a birdhouse. Though it's made for the little crow that you like so much"

Nishinoya stopped laughing and stared at you. After that, his face lit up and he embraced you in a bone-crushing hug. "Noya, I can't breathe", you managed to squeak out. Nishinoya let go of you but the sparkle in his eyes was evident. He bolted off to somewhere and returned with a small bag of unsalted peanuts. He then put a few of them inside the little house and hung it up.

And as if it were a movie, the little bird decided to swoop in right then and there and started eating. Nishinoya looked at you as if he'd seen the best thing in his life. He then proceeded to thank you a million times and hug you again.

"Thank you L/n!! This was the best gift ever!!" he said as tried to jump on you with open arms. You safely moved out of his way as Tanaka caught him from falling face-first on the floor. Nishinoya sat down on the floor, with a adorable pout because he was mad that you didn't catch him You smiled a little and crouched down.

"It's no problem Nishinoya. I really hope you have a wonderful birthday", you said as gave him a close-eyed smile. To Noya, it was probably the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen (yes, counting the fact that Kiyoko hasn't really smiled at him) Your smile almost blinded him but he smiled back nonetheless. It really meant so much to him that you also cared about the little crow.

The crow shipped you guys too :P

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY NISHINOYA!!

i wrote this as a part of of a Nishinoya x reader fanfic I’m writing on wattpad. If you want, you can check that up here

#nishinoya x y/n #yū nishinoya #yuu nishinoya #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya fanfiction #nishinoya x you #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya's birthday #nishinoya birthday #my art #my fic #fanfic #fanfiction #volleyball #haikyū!! #haikyuu!! #tanaka #hinata shoyo fanart #hinata shouyou #haikyuu kiyoko #kiyoko shimizu #birthday #birthday celebration

[doctorhawke]

all six of my oc hawkes in one big thing, i have an au where they are all a big happy family and run amok in kirkwall

below the cut theres “brief” bios for them all (including their names because my renditions of their handwriting might not be very legible) and a little chart showing more insight into their personality makeup

all the ages are from act 1, after a year in kirkwall, relative to carver and bethany’s 20 (fyi they both survive in this au and both become grey wardens. cannot IMAGINE that any of these hawkes would let one of their littlest siblings fight an ogre 1v1 when theres literally eight of them lmfao they tag team it like they do everything)

steve hawke- he/him, age 27, adopted by the hawkes at 8. steve is a mage, a healer, and a pacifist. as such when there are fights he will focus on incapacitating enemies without harming them (force magic and mind blast comes in handy) and especially on supporting the team through healing. he’s gay and immediately takes to anders, mainly because he spends a lot of time helping in his clinic. 

he strongly believes in mage rights especially as malcolm imparted a lot of responsibility on him towards his younger mage siblings, nyx and bethany. he’s protective and a bit of a worrier, though as time goes on in kirkwall he becomes more and more exhausted, and starts to cope through making light of things. post-game, he and anders are on the run. 

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kit hawke- he/him, age 24, bio kid, and a dual-wielding rogue. he’s bold, charming, and a bit of a pessimist- all of which kirkwall amplifies by virtue of being a crazy fucking city. kit is also pretty business minded and usually spearheads bone pit related shenanigans. varric (who deeply cares for all the hawkes of course) immediately takes to him and the two are inseparable. 

kit is bi, and likes to have fun, though over time he falls for both isabela and fenris, and over time the three get together and become the most impressive trio you ever saw. all kit’s siblings are kind of like “are you serious dude, we have a limited number of friends and you end up with two of them? what about the rest of us” but considering the amount of drama and heartbreak kit undergoes over the years in relation to his love life, they all kind of figure he’s earned the happy ending. post-game the three of them become pirates on isabela’s ship and free slaves in between tracking down hidden treasure or whatever it is that pirates do, and they eventually have adorable baby twins. 

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syl hawke- she/her, age 26, bio kid but only leandra’s, she actually is varric’s half sibling (though she does NOT know this and the sibling rivalry that develops upon them meeting is incomprehensible to the both of them). so syl is the shortest of the bunch, and looks a lot more like varric and bartrand than kit, carver, or bethany, despite them all being related. 

syl’s the only warrior of the group (other than carver- a dynamic duo), fights with hammers exclusively, and has a tendency to be super intense. she doesn’t really get humor at all, in the rare case that she accidentally makes a joke and people laugh she assumes they’re laughing AT her. she’s also very shoot first and ask questions later, and the only hawke more protective than steve is. her big sister energy is off the charts and she’s prepared to kill any templar that so much as looks at her family. as such she’s staunchly pro-mage.

she’s a lesbian and has massive game despite not really being any good at flirting- it’s probably her sheer intensity. she and isabela have a brief fling, tallis is very taken with her, and she has a rivalry-fueled sexual tension with aveline for ages (the long road is a VERY fun quest to play through with syl). however she was always very supportive of and close with merrill and eventually the two fall in love. once they’re together they’re insanely sweet and have mega chemistry and i love them so fucking much. post-game they’re forced to leave kirkwall but end up living in the denerim alienage.

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lith hawke- she/her, age 25, adopted by the hawkes at 9 along with her twin nyx. an archer rogue, with speed taking precedence over power or precision. lith is a lot to take in okay. she’s the only one who’s pro-templar in the group, and is a rabid andrastian. back home in lothering her chantry beliefs were instrumental in keeping her family safe, as she not only knew every templar by name (as the whole family did) but also is endlessly trustworthy to them and to all the chantry sisters and mothers. countless times a templar might have come calling to take away one of her siblings or her father, but was dissuaded by lith- after all, little lith hawke would NEVER help hide apostates, right?

she supports her siblings because she believes that in the end their souls will be saved. (the only thing that freaks her out more than nyx’s blood magic is when syl casually drops that she’s thinking about converting to merrill’s religion.) she doesn’t trust mages if they aren’t related to her, and always advocates for the circle when given the chance. she’s best friends with fenris and they hang out a lot, more and more as the years pass. since merrill and anders both move into the hawke estate (which was already a bit of a circus, can you imagine the chaos?) lith finds herself more and more outnumbered ideologically and often escapes to fenris’ mansion for some quiet. 

during the endgame, she sides against her family and the mages. she basically has a villainous breakdown. she helps them kill meredith and once it’s revealed that meredith had been influenced by the lyrium idol, lith’s whole worldview is pretty much shattered. post-game she leaves the city and seeks out her cousin, ash amell (i have eight wardens so im not going to get into this but basically my amell and my cousland (eve) are in a gay throuple with leliana and its dope as all hell). spending time with ash, eve, and leliana is very healing for her, but all her siblings assume she’s dead and she doesn’t see them for years after kirkwall. 

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nyx hawke- they/them, age 25, adopted by the hawkes at 9 along with their twin lith. nyx is the blood mage of the group, and is an absolute icon quite frankly. they’re very chaotic, and especially close with kit, merrill, and isabela. nyx has a ton of fun fighting, and they and syl make an especially good team in combat. nyx always looks up to syl and its very sweet, and syl is the only one in the family who never once messed up nyx’s pronouns (everyone is very good about this of course, and by kirkwall its a non-issue, but even lith slipped up once or twice early on). 

they have very noodly arms because they’ve never had to worry about fighting hand to hand when running out of mana, because of the blood magic. this leads to quite a bit of teasing but tbh they pull it off. nyx is bi and has a thing with isabela for a short while but in the end they’re better as best friends. 

nyx and lith are very close. they’re often perfectly in sync when doing things, especially in combat, and have that twin esp thing going on which can get spooky at times. however they also bicker a lot, and obviously clash on ideology pretty much constantly. though this is the norm nyx always assumed they would have each other’s backs no matter what when it came down to the nitty gritty, and lith’s betrayal during the endgame is really heartbreaking for them. 

over the years anders and nyx do a lot of collaborating when it comes to mage rights. they help him polish his manifesto, and smuggle mages out of the gallows. the only real reason nyx isn’t brought into the loop on the chantry explosion was a mixtures of anders’ crushing guilt and his knowledge that if he told nyx and not steve, steve would be really hurt. (however he couldn’t tell steve because he didn’t want the deaths to be on steve’s conscience- anders knows he definitely would have helped if it came down to that). post-game nyx goes on to be one of the leaders of the mage rebellion.

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lou hawke- he/him, age 22, adopted by the hawkes at 10. hes a cowboy and i love him. an archer rogue, he prioritizes powerful firing over speed or precision. he’s a massive sweetheart, terminally polite, and has massive ears that he’s self-conscious of and tries to cover with his hair. however whenever his hair gets long enough to cover them leandra starts poking and prodding him to get a trim and he’s always too soft to refuse for long, beginning the cycle again (and after leandra is murdered he always keeps his hair to her liking- he gets weepy if it grows too long). he’s the only hawke i’ve drawn without his in-game outfit because this fucking game doesn’t have cowboy hats or cute shirts with tassles and i do what i want. 

lou also plays instruments, he’s got a guitar and a harmonica and plays the piano passably. he IS the piano man in the eyes of the hanged man’s patrons. sing us a song, they tell him, etc. he manages ten minutes of harmonica in the deep roads, citing excellent acoustics, until anders tells him to stop because the darkspawn will hear. when the hawkes get rich lou buys a horse and goes for morning rides out on the wounded coast. 

lou is bi, and runs around for years with a massive crush on isabela but that doesn’t exactly work out. he ends up with jethann (theres a lot of lore here but suffice it to say its extremely tender) and post-game they leave kirkwall and end up owning a ranch not far outside denerim. lou hires lots of farmhands that end up looking to him as a father figure and its super sweet, and jethann refuses to do manual labor. 

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this got insanely long i am SO sorry flkjsdlkgjlkcxjglsfkd

feel free to send any asks relating to them because i really love this family so much and could talk about them forever dlfskjlxcjglskd if you couldnt tell from this diatribe

#six fanarts #six fanarts challenge #dragon age #dragon age 2 #custom hawke #hawke #steve hawke #kit hawke #syl hawke #lith hawke #nyx hawke #lou hawke #extended hawke family au #my art #my posts #oc lore

[thisweekingundamwing]

This Week in Gundam Wing Apr 1st - Apr 7th

Another week, another roundup! Special thanks to all who submitted works, both for themselves and others. 

As a gentle reminder, we’re here to highlight any new content from the previous week. If we missed a submission, we’ll be happy to update our post or carry it over to the next week, but if we tried to include everything beyond a week, we’d never get a post finished!

Thank you so much!

--Mod Rem

Fanfiction:

A Little Piece of Gundam Wing

The archive is being ported to AO3! Check it out!

AerisEithne

The Snow Queen 

Days after the incident that nearly sparked a new war, Relena returns to the Sanc Kingdom to contemplate her future. She can’t help but wonder which path the perfect soldier will choose… and whether their destinies will continue to collide.

Pairings: 1xR

Warnings: Gundam Wing: Frozen Teardrop, Preventers (Gundam Wing)

 @the-indomitable-bhg, Morbidbirdy

Animus

A ghost of Heero's past takes possession of his life, relationships and his identity.

Pairings: 1x3, 2xH

Warnings: Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Post-Canon, Psychological Torture, Blood and Violence, Explicit Sexual Content

@claraxbarton , @kangofu-cb

Bad Company 

"The only hell and the only paradise are the ones we build ourselves." - Unknown

Years after the wars, Preventers has decided to tackle one of the most powerful and oldest of all the Terran crime syndicates. Embedded dangerously deep in an undercover operation targeting the violent and bloodthirsty Sinaloa Cartel, Trowa Barton is pushed beyond even his flexible morals - and when his new "partner" arrives in the very unexpected and unwelcome form of Duo Maxwell, the one person he'd been trying to protect at all costs, both men must deal with the realization that preserving peace for humanity is turning into a bloodsport.

What follows is race against time to uncover the evidence they need to bring Sinaloa, and its beautiful but deadly leaders, down - all while keeping each other alive in the process

Pairings: 2x3

Warnings: Violence, Post-Canon, Undercover Missions, Undercover as a Couple, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Human Trafficking, Gang Violence, Explicit Sexual Content, Moral Dilemmas

CosmicAether

Untitled GW Resistance AU 

When their communicator breaks down, Duo and Trowa must survive the night before attempting to rendezvous to their extraction point. Duo confronts Trowa about their relationship that night and vow to be more honest with each other, they need only to make it home first.

Pairings: 2x3

DarkDanc3r

April Writes Playlist Challenge 

30 days, 30 songs from a Spotify playlist. Characters and pairings will be at the start of each chapter.

Warnings: Tumblr Prompt, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Fix-It of Sorts, Damnit Prowl Lives

GlassAlice

The Pictures He Drew 

Hiatus is over! Last chapter will be up in two weeks. Re-write of a fic posted to 1x2 yahoo groups I wrote forever ago and lost. Only the bare bones of this fic have anything to do with the first one. Hopefully this one is a bit better. Originally posted under name Duos_hallelujah. Simple get together fic with Duo being an artist.

Pairings: 1xR, 1x2

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Song Fic Kinda, Rape/Non-con Elements, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, these boys are messed up, they need therapy, after war, the pilots trying to live their lives, 1x2, 2x1 - Freeform, 1x2x1, 1xR non con, 1x2 end game, we're back from hiatus, boys just trying to figure shit out, relena is kind of the bad guy, Sorry Not Sorry, i'm anti relena, so expect her to be treated badly, bullied duo, attempted suicide, Homophobia, Homophobic Language, language trigger warnings, a bit dark, Angst

Lithle

Like Oxygen 

Five years after the war, Wufei seeks Duo out for one more mission. But Duo has his reasons for wanting to be left alone. As Wufei and Duo grow closer, so do Duo's memories of the war, and with them, the old scars and dangerous thought patterns that make even breathing seem difficult.

--Note: Originally published on FF.net, this is my 'Editor's Choice' edition. It's been edited and slightly rewritten for flow and cohesion.

Pairings: 2x5

Warnings: Unhealthy Relationships, Post War Trauma, Suicidal Thoughts, no EW, Post-War, Post-Canon, POV Duo Maxwell, Explicit Language, Sex, Duo is Broken, Wufei is Pretty Broken Too, Gritty, Get Together

Luvsanime02

Just One Day 

Relena gets a surprise on her birthday.

Warnings: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Light Angst, Family Issues, Cocktail Friday

Maldoror

The Source of All Things

Center, a planet where magic and technology blend. Or more accurately, fight tooth and nail. A planet of Sources, holes in our boring dimension letting through arcane power, chaos and pseudo-deities. In this hot-house of myths and very real dangers, Trowa and Quatre find a mysterious man at the end of a shamanic voyage. Portents suggest this Heero Yuy is crucial to Center’s survival. He’s important enough to have some interesting enemies after him, at any rate: a devious killer and thief called ‘Shinigami’, and a very irate Dragon. Beyond them looms an even greater threat. Indeed, the greatest of them all.

Pairings: 3x4, 2x5, eventual 1x2x5

Warnings: Violence, alternative universe, Science Fiction, Fantasy, Plot Twists, fairly graphic depiction of sex, Mild description of self-harm, Mathematical Magic, weird science, crones - Freeform, Magic and Technology brawling and eventually screwing, Eventual Threesome, Kinda, Insanity of arcane origin, The universe is a pile of marbles and other dubious allegories

Two Halves

The two kingdoms of Sanq and Lin were at war for years; a conflagration involving magic, armies and political murder. The conflict left both nations devastated and strewn with refugees. The king of Sanq finds his infant son, lost at birth, among the death and the ruin, a miracle he barely dared to hope for. But there isn’t just one boy, there are two, clinging together like two halves of a whole that cannot be separated. Decades later, the truth behind that second child’s existence will put a hole in the world, or possibly save it.

Pairings: 1x2

Warnings: Fantasy AU, medieval setting with magic, starts with our heroes as children, Cousin Incest, sort of, eventually, being royalty this is in fact the norm and rather expected of them, Canon-Typical Violence

Margaret_Armstrong

Queen’s Rook 

Rook; definition:

1. a gregarious Eurasian crow with black plumage and a bare face, nesting in colonies in treetops.

2. a chess piece, typically with its top in the shape of a battlement, that can move in any direction along a rank or file on which it stands.

Queen's Rook; definition:

(chess) A rook on the queen’s side of the board at the start of the game.

Truly, a female bodyguard is just what the Vice Foreign Minister needs. There are dangers about.

Pairings: Canon Relationships, 3x4, 2xH, 1xR

Warnings: Violence, Women Being Awesome, brothers in arms, everyone protects Quatre except Quatre, L2 forever!, The Past Never Stays Buried

 @noelleian

The Pact 

After seducing Quatre, the other four ex-pilots brave the uncharted waters of their new abilities and learn to cope with the unintentional gifts they were given. But as always, power requires responsibility and the humbling acknowledgement of humanity's weaknesses. The struggle to stay true to themselves becomes a dangerous and terrifying endeavor as they skirt the boundary where conscience bleeds into chaos and the dark abyss of temptation.

Pairings: 1x2x3x4x5, 3x4, 1x4, 2x4, 4x5

Warnings: Smut, Porn With Plot, OT5, Fluff, Humor, Fivesome - M/M/M/M/M, Angst, Newtypes, Possessive Behavior, Alternate Universe - Dark, Non-Graphic Violence, Alpha/Omega, Omega Verse

Green Olive

Duo's had a rough day and needs to unwind, but this time he's in the mood for some company.

Warnings: Friendship, Bromance, Underage Drinking

@noirangetrois

Cocktail Friday

This will be a collection of my Cocktail Friday snippets.

Pairings: Various

Warnings: Cocktail Friday, Alcohol

The Story of Wrong 

Duo recounts his experiences during the war in order to explain... well, why he was wrong.

Pairings: 1x2

Warnings: Violence, Major Character Death, Duo POV, Angst, Drama, Tragedy, slight AU, Spoilers, very dark, Heero and Duo don't die, I promise, Yaoi, slowburn, Mental Instability, Mental Health Issues, Mental Breakdown, If those are in any way an issue for you then go ahead and skip this, Eventual Smut, VERY eventual, this is mostly canon-compliant but I've changed a couple things here and there

Outrightmight

MCU One Shot Series: After Colony 195 

"It took Bucky a split second to get his bearings. The portal had spit them out into an aircraft hanger. The make and model of the one and only small jet was unfamiliar. He would have said it was of Soviet make, but the 50-foot robot idly standing in the middle of the hanger was making him second-guess himself."

Warnings: Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Duo Maxwell, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Heero Yuy, Canon-Typical Violence, One Shot

@remsyk-blog

Souls for the Bayou 

For Trowa Barton, exploring the bayou is the ultimate adventure. Drawn to its borders since before he could walk, he spent his childhood learning its paths and uncovering its secrets.

But a chance encounter sets him on a path that spans across time, challenging everything he thought he knew, plunging him deeper into its mysteries than he ever thought possible.

Pairings: 2x3

Warnings: Supernatural - Freeform, Fae & Fairies, Fae Magic, Bayou, Cajun, Childhood Friends, Childhood Memories, Mystery, Slow Burn, Technically Speaking, Young Love, Use of accents, Original Character(s), Other Additional Tags to Be Added, I don't want to give it all away at once, Fandom Trumps Hate, Time Jump, Suspense, Quatre is a great friend, Mentions of Children Disappearing

Shenanigans

A Collection of my shitposts from Tumblr.

Enter looking for a good time. Expect the tags to change as more installments are added

Warnings: chat fic, shitpost, Professor!Trowa, Cooking, Pinterest, Pancakes, Exercising, Tumblr Prompt, Originally Posted on Tumblr, In depth analysis of riding dick, New Year’s Eve, Jenga, Stupid Dares, Just Heero Things

ShenLong

Bound, Bonded and Betrayed 

Heero is the eldest son of the King of Colonia. His 21st birthday is approaching and as tradition dictates his betrothed is soon to arrive. However he is also bound by tradition to select his own personal slave. The events that unfold lead him down a path that not only tests his sanity but his humanity and love as well.

Pairings: 1x2, 1xR, 3x4, 13x11

Warnings: sap, Angst, Bondage, Slavery, Yaoi, Lemon, Lime, Het, Violence, Fluff, AU, OOC. - Freeform

@softnocturne

P.S. I Miss You

Quatre is missing Trowa who is off on a month-long mission.

Pairings: 3x4

Warnings: Fluff, Angst

StarLove18

Believe in Yourself

Children will live what they learn. Pain is costly, until one incident sparks a new flame of hope and a promise to persevere.

Pairings: 1&2&3&4&5

Warnings: Original Character(s), Bullying, Comfort/Angst, School, Minor Violence, Loss of Parent(s), Alternate Universe, AO3 FB Challenge

Thai_tea_addict

Abyss

Duo's not in a good situation when he falls in love with the man next door, and it goes downhill from there.

Pairings: 1x2, 2x3x4

Warnings: Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-con, Alternate Universe - Dark, Dark Character, Abuse, Stalking, Murder, Sadism, Infidelity

Warnings: DARK – please don't read if you think any of the following subject matter could hurt you: depictions of abuse, sexual assault, stalking, murder, sadism (not the fun kind).

Whenpigsfly84

Doormat Babe

A mysterious child is left with Duo one morning. As he seeks for answers he'll have to face his past and prepare for a haunting future he'd never expected. Will he be able to reconnect with old friends or will he lose all those he loves?

Pairings: 1x2, 2&H, 1x2x5, 3x4

Warnings: Violence, Drama, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Minor Character Death, Swearing

White_fox

Life is a Highway 

On an impulsive plan to travel from California to New York City to propose to his longtime girlfriend, Heero Yuy did not plan to pick up a hitchhiker in nowhere Texas. Faced with some setbacks and a growing attraction to his passenger, Heero goes through more challenges than he planned on facing.

Pairings: 1x2, 1xR

Warnings: light slash, Fluff, Road Trips, Dubious Morality

Snippets:

@lifeaftermeteor

Duo’s Apartment

@noirangetrois

Ladies Night

@weiclown

WIP  

Headcanons / Meta / Discussions:

@remsyk-blog

Gundam Wing on Ao3 - Breakdown of Fanfiction stats 

 @terrablaze514

Ladies of Gundam Wing 

Secret Magic Heero Yuy 

Four Months after Mariemaia 

Fanart:

@noelleian

Zero Three Zero Four

Hipster Quatre 

@remsyk-blog

Duo Maxwell Hip Hop

 @showtime-eric

Trowa and Quatre, Sandrock and Heavyarms

 Crackposts:

@the-indomitable-bhg

BDSM 

Calendar Events:

Cocktail Friday

https://gwcocktailfriday.tumblr.com/

A new prompt every Monday!

Submissions should be posted Fridays between 3 and 5pm EST, and tagged with @gwcocktailfriday

Interview with a Creator by @remsyk-blog @interview-with-a-creator

Remsyk has created an online interview for fandom creators to fill out and then she features one each week so that everyone in the fandom can learn a bit about each other.

This week features @scacao

If you haven’t filled out her interview, go! do! now!

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The Death of Stalin

The Death of Stalin

4/5

There’s no tougher comedic tightrope to walk than satire. Too heavy on the story, and the jokes are lost much like David Michod’s War Machine. Forcing the message feels like a hard nudge in the ribs. Too often is the humor in satire found early in the premise but screenwriters have a hard time bringing the message full circle without being cloying. The jokes are thrown often and effectively in Jason Reitman’s Thank You For Smoking but the clunky third act misses the mark once Reitman wants to force a conscience into its protagonist. Often the source of satire is found in commenting on an industry (specifically Ben Stiller’s duo of Hollywood/studio system in Tropic Thunder and fashion/celebrity in Zoolander) but tackling history merely ratchets up the challenge.  Choosing a particularly depressing moment in history, Armando Iannucci swings for the fences detailing the power struggle of Russia’s highest ministries following the death of the red tsar.

Unlike Dr. Strangelove, Iannucci keeps his ensemble of government agents lean but stacks the deck with a can’t miss cast. At its core, the three stooges swirling to clean up past misdeeds and position themselves at the top are played by Steve Buscemi, Simon Russel Beane, and Jeffrey Tambor respectively. Immediately following Stalin’s demise, Tambor’s anxious Malenkov assumes the reigns of the government sending him into a self conscious, dictatorial tizzy. The vultures buzzing whispers into his ear are Beale’s Beria, also responsible for government’s prisons and master of secrets, and Buscemi’s slimy Khruschev born with the gift of never letting his lips cease flapping while simultaneously saying nothing. But Iannucci has been blessed with an entire supporting cast just as talented at keeping the baton in the air.

The inane hilarity of government has long been Iannucci’s specialty, previously helming the riot Into the Loop as well as serving as the show runner for the multi-season awards juggernaut Veep. In each, his government agents are poised and adept at supporting governmental decrees one minute, then trying to tear them apart the next once they find a new angle that better serves their selfish ends. While Iannucci succeeds in scene after scene in Stalin of getting laughs, a rare accomplishment in any right, he never secures the gut check belly laughs from the best of Veep or Loop. Perhaps because his historical source fills every moment with bleakness the second the viewer remembers the close to the truth it is. While never nudging too hard, the film lands some key moments connecting pointing to  our administration and the price of truth. Without hesitation, nearly everyone at one point or another advocates for the death of millions. The absurdist, tragic world depicted in Iannucci’s Russia is as devoid of soul as any could be. A doctor is needed to examine Stalin’s body as everyone laments that all the best doctors have already been murdered or exiled at their own bidding.

Outside his madcap center, Iannucci fills out his story with a lively, game set of clowns. Everyone plays into the paranoia to its zenith particularly Paddy Considine as a state radio manager Andreyev. After his audience applauds and files out of the concert hall, Andreyev receives word from on high for a recording of the previously unrecorded concert. Deftly blending slapstick, quick wordplay, and Iannucci’s trademark verbal jousting, Considine rises above the stellar cast as a standout. It’s in the effortlessness that everyone makes what is actually tremendously difficult that so impressive upon reflection. Holding her own as nearly the only female role in the ensemble, Andrea Riseborough delivers scene after scene recalling Chekhov’s Masha

As everyone fights for the throne, their double crosses and backfires hurl the country into insanity and to the brink of chaos. While this presents plenty of connections to our current political landscape, the reminder of government regimes worse than even our own makes our fight for democracy all the more important. The Death of Stalin neither proves to be Iannucci’s crown gem nor does it remove him from his deserved place as Europe’s funniest writer still very much in control of his voice. The absurdity has never been higher, but has it ever been for us either?

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