#Hawkeye-centric

[psyzook]

I’m looking to write a MCU/WWDITS crossover fic with the pairing of Clint Barton/OFC. The fanfic would be written in documentary style (a mix of the show ‘The Office’ and ‘What We Do In The Shadows’). The OFC is going to be Australian, and as an American I’ll need help with their history, mannerisms, and traits. Please message if you’re interested in co-writing this fanfic!

#wwdits #what we do in the shadows #wwdits fandom #wwdits fanfic #mcu fanfic #mcu fanfiction #wwdits fanfiction #clint barton #hawkeye #Clint Barton/OFC #clint barton x oc #Hawkeye-centric #Clint Barton-Centric #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfic prompt #fanfiction writer #fanfiction writers

[quietlyimplode]

the language of flowers and silent things

Whumptober 2023: Day 21 - Found family

Warnings: child abandonment, grief

Word Count: 1.8k (gif not mine)

Summary: Clint leaves to find a person from his past, surrounded by the family he created.

A/N: <3

Masterlist

Whumptober Masterlist

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2013

NEW YORK

“Can you find someone for me?” Clint asks Tony, looking around the room, and the technology it holds.

He can’t help but touch the screens and play with the holograms as he waits for Tony to reply.

“Can you pass me the copper wire?” Tony asks.

Clint hops up on the bench and throws it to him, his aim true.

“I can find anyone, if they want to be found, and even then, likely I can find them if they don’t want to be,” he answers distractedly.

“Can you hold this here?”

Clint hops down and pushes on the wire, analysing the circuitry and frowning.

“You’ve wired it wrong,” he surmises, pointing with his other hand.

Tony swears and rubs his face.

“How long have you been up for?” Clint asks, a pinch of worry for his friend and his insomniac ways.

Tony looks up and glances at the time.

Jarvis answers for him, “twenty six hours.”

Clint swears it’s sounds almost disapproving.

“What are you trying to do?” he asks, knowing that until the project has reached a satisfactory conclusion, there’s no way Tony will stop.

Rubbing his forehead, Tony shows him the circuit board connected to the towers alarm system, and automatic controls for system lockdown.

Clint frowns.

“Has there been any attempts to get in here?”

He doesn’t understand why Tony was upgrading the already functioning system.

He shakes his head.

“No, but I just..” he pauses.

“Who do you want me to find?”

Clint ignores him and without words helps, correcting the circuitry then placing the upgraded board into Tony’s hand.

“You know, if you get sleep, these things become easier,” he grins.

Tony rolls his eyes, the lower limbs of the suits attaching as he flies to the control box outside and installs the board quickly.

There’s a quick glow, and a light force field covers the tower before disappearing again.

Clint didn’t realise how big the project was, and smiles as Tony returns.

“Come get some food,” he prompts, holding the door open as the legs come away and he reaches ground again.

Tony obliges.

Heading to the kitchen, Clint explains about Gus.

The ex-carney, convenience store owner that stayed close to the circus and protected Clint from future foster homes and set him on the path of this life.

There’s some hesitation in the way Tony replies, and Clint doesn’t quite know if he should have trusted him with the story.

“Why do you want to see him again?” Tony asks, handing him a Stark-Pad.

Clint hesitates, feeling judged in the moment.

“I want to tell him about Barney, maybe just check that he’s okay. Thank him I suppose?”

He doesn’t know, not in any way he can put into words.

Tony is uncharacteristically quiet, before he takes the stark-pad off of Clint and opens up a data base, taking time, he seems to hack into some sort of data base.

It takes him a minute or so, before he hands the tablet back.

“He’s still in Iowa, Cedar Rapids, last known address was near the Prairie Park Fishery,” he pauses, “we can go now if you want?”

Clint stops in his tracks.

“What?”

Tony points upwards.

“Two hours, we can go there now if you want?”

Clint nods slowly.

“Yeah okay,” he says impulsively, “let me just send a message to Natasha, and let her know.”

Tony shrugs, “sure, I’ll be up at the hanger, if you ask Steve it will be a party.”

Clint decides on calling Natasha, feeling a slight urgency on getting going.

“Hey,” she picks up, after a beat.

“Hey,” he answers.

“I asked Tony to find Gus and he found him in like five seconds. He asked if we wanted to go visit, and I’ve said yes,” he says quickly.

“Doyouwannacome?”

Natasha takes a second before responding, and then tells him she’d meet him at the hanger.

He smiles. It’s like a road trip with his friends, something they’d do at the circus.

It’s seems somewhat fitting.

Picking up the phone again, he calls Steve.

“Hey man,” he says as the phone clicks over.

“Hey,” Steve replies.

“Natasha and Tony and I are going on a bit of trip to see an old friend I have in Iowa. Do you want to come?”

“When?” Steve asks.

“Now?”

Steve takes a moment and then agrees, Clint thinks he can hear the change in his tone, a small amount of pleasure at being invited.

“Come to the hanger when you can,” Clint tells him, “we’ll be waiting.”

.

The trip to Iowa is an exchange of stories. Clint starts by telling the story of Gus and how he taught him magic, he shows the others a trick and then produces a coin from Steve’s ear.

Much to his delight, Steve replicates the trick and produces two coins.

Tony, not to be outdone, produces two coins and a card.

Natasha bursts out laughing.

“You’re all magic nerds,” she says, joyfully.

The rest of the trip they try and outdo each other, Natasha taking the lead in flying the plane as they all show off random magic tricks, and teaching each other the ones they don’t know.

She gives them a ten minute warning and looks back to see Clint smiling, a true smile that had been so rare from the events of New York to learning of his brothers death.

She hopes this is positive and that Gus is the man Clint believes him to be.

Otherwise, she might kill him herself.

.

Clint knocks on the door.

Alone now, he wishes he hadn’t been so adamant to do this himself. He’d left Natasha with the others in the plane, promising to be back soon.

The anticipation feels heavy as he hears movement in the house and he hopes Tony was right in the address.

The door opens slowly, and Clint smiles lightly.

“Hello,” he opens, “I don’t know if you—“

“Clint?”

The door opens wider, revealing Gus, now older but still the same man.

“Hi,” he says shyly.

“Clint!”

He pulls him into a hug and Clint feels himself sink into it, feeling like a kid again.

“Come in,” Gus asks, ushering him through the door.

“Can I get you anything?

Clint doesn’t get a chance to answer as Gus disappears into the kitchen and returns with beer and a bottle opener.

He takes it and opens them both, offering it to cheers which Gus does with a smile.

“Clint,” he says, almost in reverence.

“How are you?”

“I’m good,” Clint replies, not sure what to say.

He came here to say that Barney was dead. To thank him for helping him when he was a child, to pointing him in the direction of the military.

“I — wanted to find you,” he starts.

Gus stands, finds an album on the bench and hands it to Clint.

“Open it,” he gestures.

The album has photos, some articles from the circus, pictures of Clint he’d never seen before, gently he turns the pages, emotion welling inside.

He can’t speak.

Gently touching the photos, he sees himself holding the bow and arrow as a young boy, stance strong and gaze focussed.

“That’s my favourite,” Gus says, watching Clint carefully, “you had such natural talent from the get go, and even if archery didn’t get you famous, I think you would have been a fantastic pickpocket.”

Clint huffs a laugh, turning the page.

“And now you’re an Avenger?”

There’s clippings from the paper from the last twelve months.

Of Tony, Steve and Thor, of him and Natasha. Articles and pictures.

Clint thinks it’s one of the kindest things someone has ever done.

He smiles.

“I’m just a human, amongst superhero’s, metal men and gods,” he laughs, starting at the start again to take the photos in.

“Maybe it’s what they need, to keep them in line,” Gus retorts.

Clint stops at a picture.

Barney stands arms crossed with a smile as Clint does a handstand.

He stares at it, and forces breath.

Barney.

“He’s dead,” he whispers, taking the photo out, he shows it Gus.

“He’s dead,” he repeats again.

Gus hobbles over to sit with Clint, taking the photo and then handing it back.

“I know,” he nods, and hugs Clint in a side hug.

“He came here, a couple of years ago, asking after you, I showed him and told him you had gone into the military.”

He turns the page and Clint finds the picture of himself in uniform.

“He was so proud of you,” Gus tells him.

“I think he wanted to tell you.”

Clint can’t help it; he cries.

For the loss of his brother, for all the words left unsaid and the time they’d never get back.

“Do you think he knew I loved him?” he asks, voice as small as a child’s.

“Of course he did,” Gus nods.

He closes the album, and motions for Clint to follow him.

“Barney stayed here, for a little while at least, and drew some pictures. I held onto them, as I hoped— I wished I would see you again.”

He opens the door and pulls out some pictures from a drawer.

The pictures are of Clint and Barney as children, their faces small and chubby.

Clint feels the tears on his face as he furiously wipes at them.

“Your brother, he was complicated and could be harsh and I think he wanted to protect you but didn’t know how… You were both so young.”

Gus looks down.

“I think I failed you both but I did the best I could,” he admits.

Clint shakes his head.

“No,” he refutes, “you saved my life, probably Barney’s too. I came to thank you.”

Gus waves him off.

“Take them,” he tells Clint, “they’re yours, the album too if you want anything from it.”

Clint nods, finding the album, knowing what pictures he wants and the ones he wants to show Natasha, maybe even the others.

He sits back down, not quite ready to leave yet.

“I’m going to get married,” he confesses.

Gus looks up, his smile wide.

“Will you come?”

The nod and laugh is infectious.

“Of course, of course I will,” he agrees.

He sits back and takes a sip of the still cold beer.

“Tell me about her,” he asks.

.

The plane home is in darkness, as Clint shares the chocolate and pictures that Gus sent with him.

He tells the stories behind the pictures, prompting Steve and Tony to tell their own.

Natasha holds onto the picture of Clint and Barney and stares at it for a long time.

“He looks like you,” she whispers later.

“Remind me,” he tells her, “remind me to tell you the story behind that one.”

Natasha hands it back to him, and nods, bringing her head to his and pushing it against his.

“I’m proud of you,” she whispers, so the others can’t hear.

“It’s hard facing our pasts, and I’m glad it went well.”

He regards Natasha and all the history she has with facing her past; the good and the bad.

He nods.

“Me too, Nat.”

.

#whumptober2023 #no. 20 #found family #grief #natasha romanoff #clintasha #black widow #clint barton #my fic #hawkeye #clintasha fanfiction #natasha romanoff fic #clintasha fanfic #strike team delta #clint barton x natasha romanoff #marvel fic #avengers fic #avengers team #Clint barton fic #Clint barton centric

[remyfire]

#for the record this was probably every person who ever lived on my dorm floors while i was a vocal major in college #we were such a music centric college that my school had to actually institute REHEARSING hours in addition to quiet hours #because we only had like 25 practice rooms across the whole damn campus #hawkeye pierce #bj hunnicutt #m*a*s*h #mashposting #mashblogging #the best of enemies #s9e1

[corvid-ghost]

Guys the avengers assemble cartoon is so lovely it's so ainddbeudbjcck

Like hawkeye in this is peak hawkeyei love him so much

And bro the episode crimes and circuses is so great I love it so much

Boycott marvel and Disney, don't watch it

#also the fact that the main hawkeye centric episodes are trauma #like theres this one and another one where the plot is people telling him hes not good enough and him starting to believe it #crimes and circuses #avengers assemble #avengers assemble cartoon #aa hawkeye #hes so silly and goofy #boycott disney #dont watch it #and if you do atleast pirate it #free palestine #free gaza #boycoot marvel

[machihunnicutt]

it’s done 🫡 ⏰🔄

#i hope u like long hawkeye centric chapters bc…it’s long and hawk centric #awi’s fic #beejhawk #end of beginning #mash #mash fic

[youngpettyqueen]

Bro I have fallen in love with how you write sick!hawkeye and now I want more. Please tell me you got more hawkeye sickfic lined up I keep rereading "A good nurse (friend. A good friend)" over and over again

AAAAAA TY im so glad I love that fic a lot so it makes me very happy that its so well-received

and I have FANTASTIC news for you friend because I DO have a Hawkeye sickfic in my WIPs hehe

#its Hawkeye and Henry-centric also #because I need to write more Henry #I love him #and him and Hawkeye's dynamic

[bingoluka]

My friend: wow your room is so empty now that you’ve moved out

me, lifting blanket off a shelf in the far corner to reveal the entirety of M*A*S*H on VHS: it’s not all empty

my friend: literally what the fuck

#mashblr #mash #mash 4077 #im fine #this is what most teenagers have in their rooms #50+ tapes of their favorite sitcom on a dusty shelf #funny enough #I went to grab one to show her and I grabbed the 'hawkeye' tape #which had all the hawkeye centric episodes on it

[quarksbar]

Frank Burns is the worst, but he gives just enough glimpses into his childhood to be like yoooooo writers please elaborate on this???? and then they don't

#text #mash 4077 #frank burns #its like i understand why you are like that #and that this show needed a bad guy #but a non threat one #anyways i might be thinking about this #because i've rereading #the whiskey tango foxtrot series by holograms #non completed but so good #it is frank/hawkeye centric and graphic so might not be #everyones cup of tea

[royedfullflame]

When Roy was 3 years old, he saw his dad hit his mom.

#Edward Elric/Roy Mustang undertones #Riza Hawkeye/Roy Mustang undertones #roy mustang #heavy themes #alternative universe #roy mustang centric

[bronzetomatoes]

i do think oh so frequently about the dsmp fandom's response to c!Tommy's trauma, but it just works so well as an exaggerated example of what happens in other fandoms. like. the idea was that he was villianised by fans for turning angry and mean after being abused, which was seen as an inherent flaw rather than a trauma response, right? because it didn't fit into the way fictional abuse victims are treated like objects of pity in fandoms.

and a lot of ppl thought this was happening bc people who turn bitter and angry and lash out due to trauma are never represented in media, but... they are. lol. i can name like 3 off the top of my head, one of them being from a show made in the 70s-80s. it's just that they either got the same treatment on a smaller scale (because the DSMP fan culture was essentially a 10-year fandom compressed into a year or 2), or they just. ignore it. they pretend that they were the "perfect victim" all along, mischaracterise them in the popular fanon, turn their anger issues into a palettable sort of anxiety disorder, morph their PTSD symptoms into something sympathetic rather than what they find to be too mean or scary.

they'll insist that they're misunderstood, but what they mean is that their actions "weren't that bad" or "were perfectly justified". there's no middle ground lmao bc they can't accept that the sympathetic traumatised character could have done bad things due to said trauma without their victim deserving it. c!Tubbo didn't deserve to be told that he was worth less than the discs, but c!Tommy is not an irredeemable monster, nor was he justified in saying that. Zuko was a 16-year-old boy living in the shame caused by his abuse, and he was absolutely horrible to his crew, burned down suki's village, and constantly turned on people who were only kind to him. like this feels like such a stupid thing to type, that people can do awful things that you don't need to justify but you also don't have to hate them forever. like.

ik this felt like a DSMP-centric issue bc it was a lot of ppl's babys-first-fandom (both the ppl defending and condemning ctommy, though more of the latter), but isn't it obvious how people were filled with sympathy for Hawkeye and disdain for BJ? how this has always been a problem?

#look anika's talking! #literal pile of word junk sorry abt this #anika's rambles #mcyt #tommyinnit #atla #zuko

[quietlyimplode]

Kiss the Dread

Natasha asks to defect, on the provisor that Shield helps her kill General Dreykov. Only it’s never that easy. Two days in the vents and ten days in Budpest is a story that both of them would rather forget.

A/N: the last of the black widow fest and the next chapter of kiss the dread. What a fic this has turned out to be. Just so you know this is one of the heaviest chapters I’ve written- the next chapter will be as well but full disclosure this holds the warnings at the beginning of the chapter, and none of them are kind. It is as such locked and you will need a login - if you don’t have one let me know and I can send an invite when ao3 is restored. Should you chose to continue and offer comments or kudos, I will forever remember. <3

“Stay here?” she requests and he shakes his head.

“Sorry, can’t,” he shrugs, the apology empty.

“Didn’t think so, just thought I’d ask.”

Opening the gate, she ties her hair back and he looks at her strangely.

Her ears weren’t pierced like that last time he saw her and now he’s only just noticed.

She glances back and frowns.

“What?”

Clint recovers, falling in line behind her, and shakes his head; saying nothing.

She’s changed in the thirty seconds since walking through the gate, she looks… dangerous, different; her walk now a strut and the pause she gives to let him catch up looks more like he’s her underling.

It’s disconcerting how much she’s changed.

“Do as I say, and whatever he says, don’t react. Ok?” she says it in a hushed whisper.

“What?”

His question goes unanswered as a tall European man appears at the door.

“Natalia,” he greets, “is that you?”

“Da,” Natasha responds, her smile fake as she kisses both his cheeks.

“This is Miro,” she introduces Clint and then swaps to English. “My handler.”

“He doesn’t speak English, and I have a favour,” she starts.

“Come in,” the man sneers, looking Natasha up and down.

“I need papers,” she announces.

“And what, are you going to do for me?”

The retort is like a game, an old one Clint thinks, but not a good one.

“Dreykov says he’ll pay, you just need to bill him,” she answers smoothly.

The laugh is deep.

“Then I’ll need collateral until he pays, won’t I? Maybe the same bargain as last time. I’m sure your handler won’t mind. We fuck, I do my work, you wait in my bed until I get paid, then you leave?”

He laughs, “wasn’t that the bargain last time? I could do whatever I want with you, as long as I produced the goods?

Clint is livid.

The man isn’t finished as he points towards the city, and then back at them.

“It was you? Wasn’t it? The explosion, three days ago? You’re the ones they’re looking for.”

#kiss the dread #my fic #natasha romanoff #black widow #clint barton #hawkeye #natasha romanoff fic #early shield days #black widow fic #clintasha fanfiction #Natasha Romanoff x #natasha romanoff/clint barton #natasha romanov fic #natasha romanov & clint barton #natasha romanoff centric

[remyfire]

Sometimes the ADHD really jumps out of him

#like this is a mania centric episode to the core but also there are jittery moments like these where i'm just HMM #hawkeye pierce #m*a*s*h #mashposting #mashblogging #back pay #s8e24

[pomegranate]

Thinking about Erin Hunnicutt … how she’s going to grow up to be the coolest person, how she only had one parent during the war and after the war she’ll be raised by two loving parents, plus honourary uncles (Hawkeye, Charles, Klinger, Radar) and aunts (Margaret, Soon Lee, Honoria, Peg’s lady friend if your headcanon leans that way), how she gets to be a teenager during Beatlemania, how she’ll definitely attend all kinds of anti-war and civil rights protests and marches, how she’ll go to college and be absolutely brilliant in whatever field she chooses (maybe medicine like her dad, maybe political science, or environmental law), how she’ll have the courage and conviction to do what’s right no matter how hard it is because she’s been surrounded by good and loving people who have taught her to care about others … Erin Hunnicutt!!!

(this post inspired by the several extremely good Erin-centric Beejhawk fics that are being posted right now 💓)

#mash #m*a*s*h #erin hunnicutt

[leonardcohenofficial]

2, 6, & 13 for the MASH asks !

a detail that i would consider insignificant but i like: an extremely small detail but i love that sidney has a kid. i think it's so sweet that when asked what's new in "quo vadis, captain chandler?" that he gives the war news first but then reports that "the big news is [his] son got his first tooth"; i also think all the time about the line that sidney's son is "not gonna be an analyst. he's gonna look people in the eye" and what that means about how sidney views himself, his profession, his goals for his son, etc. sidebar that "as good as belongs to you" is one of my favorite sidney-centric fics out there (featuring a lavender marriage, hawkeye pierce goes to brooklyn, and sidney's very sweet family) and is highly recommended reading

my favorite nurse: besides margaret, it's a tie between ginger and kellye! i so wish we had gotten to see more development for both characters (especially given they made such a big to-do over "hey, look me over" and then did. nothing for kellye before or after lmfao) also i just love them

my favorite running joke: all of klinger's escape attempts, especially in the earlier seasons, especially when they're ridiculous (also shoutout to the running gag of father mulcahy often times being the winner in contests/cards and the other characters accusing him of getting extra help from upstairs)

#thank you neo!!!!!! #brittlebutch #tv: mash

[youngpettyqueen]

🗣️❌?

🗣️ "Talk about your favourite WIP"

"rumour has it" cause its just a ridiculous silly concept. I typically focus on writing a lot of emotional stuff that leans more into angst, so this one is fun cause its just silly! its fun! there are no stakes to it its just Hawkeye being a pain in the ass while BJ takes things way too seriously. there's no heartbreaking reveal to be had, no angsty twist, its just MASH shenanigans

I like to think of this fic as like. the B plot to an episode thats got horrors going on elsewhere. like in the background of all this nonsense you've probably got something traumatizing going on but its nowhere to be seen here. this is the bridge subplot of The Best of Enemies. this is BJ and his motorcycle in Blood and Guts. this is my magnum opus and I cant wait to share it because its soooo funny for me

also its fun dialogue practice because MASH jokes and one liners are ELITE

❌ "What WIP do you find the most challenging? Why?"

the last chapter of "and miles to go before i sleep" is being such a royal pain in my ass and I WISH I knew why. im almost done im ALMOST done but the last bits are just. biting me. im not sure why because I love this fic, I love this concept ive got, but for some reasons the words will not come to me. im wrestling with myself and first drafting- as if I havent been drafting the rest of my fics, INCLUDING the first two chapters- really hard with this one

I think some of it might be because this is my first multi chapter fic since I was... 14? so im just out of practice with scheduled updating. hindsight being 20/20 I would wait to post the start of a multi chapter fic till ive fleshed out the remaining chapters more- im used to multi chapter writing with like, the actual novel im working on, which. ive been working on for several years. im USED to taking my time. and there's nothing wrong with doing that with fics! but next time id go in more prepared so I dont accidentally leave people on a cliffhanger. for over a month

(im gonna finish it in the next few days I swear I SWEAR)

? "Choose a random WIP and talk about it"

hm lets see for this one ill go with... “it’s not chicken soup, but it’s good for the soul”

this one's tagged to Carry On, Hawkeye and its just a scene of Trapper taking care of Hawkeye while he's sick. its gonna be very short, very sweet, it comes from a place of wanting to explore some Hawkeye and Trapper (and Hawkeye/Trapper) feelings and such. I dont write nearly enough with them and I want to do more! and what better way to do that than with one of my fav episodes?

fun fact about this one, I had actually started an early draft ages ago, where it was a scene between Hawkeye and Margaret instead, but I ended up scrapping it. I repurposed some of it into "a good nurse (friend, a good friend)" which is a scene with Margaret taking care of a sick Hawkeye, but its not set in that episode and rather set sometime post-s6. the original draft wasn't working for me the way I wanted it to so I ended up scrapping it, but recently I was thinking about Carry On, Hawkeye again so I decided to try and crack at it with Trapper because ive been meaning to write more with him

listen the MASH tag is full of people clamouring for more hurt Hawkeye and sick Hawkeye and what am I if not a people pleaser. im here to deliver im here to provide the hurt/comfort. also I just love to do this to him. thats how you know he's my fav because I keep putting him in situations or expanding on the situations the show put him into. this is how I show affection

#mash #fic bitching #hilariously I think im nicer than the show #cause I let him get kissed on the forehead and hugged about all of it #at some point I need to write something that isnt about Hawkeye dkjfksdhfksj #I have the one Radar and Margaret-centric fic up but thats about it really #once im through some of my extensive collection of WIPs. we shall see #anywho thanks for the ask!!

[bracketsoffear]

Roy Mustang (Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood) "He's the Flame Alchemist - a military mage with a unique, unprecedentedly destructive ability to create fire on the scale of "destroying a few city blocks with a finger snap". Fire powers alone obviously do not make a Desolation Avatar, but this is absolutely not all he's got.

The Desolation's themes of pain, loss and destruction of potential are perhaps most evident in his relationship with his lifelong companion, Riza Hawkeye. He idealistically (to protect the people and to better the country in the future) enlisted in the military, and she was inspired to do the same. Flame alchemy was her father's treasured dangerous research that he tattooed onto her back, and that is how Roy learned it after her father's death - she metaphorically entrusted her back to him.

Then came the Ishvalan genocide - and he proved instrumental in it, implied to have the largest death toll even among other state alchemists with destructive powers, and earned the moniker "Hero of Ishval" - he's the poster child of Desolation in-universe. And genocide by an element, especially fire, is arguably the most Desolation thing to exist ever. Jude Perry's "blackened earth, the destructive agonizing heat of burning flesh and land scoured of life" is a line that could be lifted verbatim from a Roy-centric episode. And in a more individual fighting context, Roy also exemplifies Desolation's targeting nature - while he can spam fire, he also can and will target the most painful and important parts, torture and humiliate.

Coming back to Riza, who became a sniper and saw what Roy was capable of with the knowledge she trusted him with: after the war she begged him to burn off the tattoo on her back, so that there would at least be no more Flame Alchemists. Being forced to consider how you influenced your closest person and then having to hurt them unimaginably is a very Desolation moment. Finally, in their relationship after the war and during the series I can't not see the similarities between Roy and Agnes Montague, tensely attempting to do Things Normal People Do and usually romance-coded gestures but knowing he they could never be who they thought they could.

If I could, I would nominate the two of them as a single Avatar. But alas."

Dhwan!Master (Doctor Who) "Every incarnation of the Master is an angry, sadistic bastard to varying degrees, but Dhawan’s portrayal in particular makes clear that he is destroying things and killing people to hurt the Doctor first, and to further his ends second - save for when destruction is an end in and of itself. The previous incarnations of the Master all have ambitions of conquest, which requires something actually surviving to rule over in the end. Dhawan's Master, however, is deeply affected by a) the events leading up to his previous self's death, and b) numerous horrifying revelations about the nature of the Time Lords and of the Doctor. When the audience first meets him, he is already DEEP in a self-destructive spiral and only gets more unstable with each subsequent appearance, turning his rage outward all the while. He razes his home planet, draws out the reveals of his schemes to twist the knife for the Doctor, and eventually even tries to steal her very identity and being in order to tarnish her name and destroy every good thing she ever did. He hates himself and both loves and hates the Doctor on a deep, fundamental level, for things he wouldn't be able to change even if he were capable of letting go in the first place, so he leans ever harder upon his hatred for everything else in order to keep going."

#desolation poll #the magnus archives #the desolation #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fma:b #doctor who #poll