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katyspersonal · 3 months

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Hello there ! Do you have any headcanon about Lady Maria ? Like maybe her relationship with other characters than Gherman and Adeline ?

Thank you for an ask! I've posted some headcanons about her past ( x )and her habits and alike ( x ) but it was a considerable time ago! Also I have a delayed ask from my friend @heraldofcrow regarding Maria's family because the sheer amount of people I needed to cover and contexts I needed to explain crashed me shdfhsd (I will post it when I am ready Crow </3 )

I will cover more or less solid ideas here though because some headcanons I am still just bouncing around!

Maria and other Old Hunters

Like it says here, she and Henryk were the ones helping Byrgenwerth, descending from the families with close ties to ancient cultures and having a lot of knowledge under their belts (as well as personal interest)! Both of them are not very talkative outside of "important" stuff. However, every time they do speak with each other it is very agreeable, fulfilling and positive experience! They share a lot in common and understand each other's struggles and fears effortlessly!

Djura was a person she respected a lot, especially for being the fellow denier of magic using, unlike the rest of Old Hunters that enjoyed arcane weapons, Moon-granted powers, bells, etc etc. That's why Powder Kegs were "heretical"! They both only relied on their skills, only he also was a great engineer! She considered straight up joining Oto Workshop (remains of which later became Powder Kegs) but did not like what their fixation on fire was unfortunately bringing in her. She has the secret pyromancy power, you know x)

^ The fact that concept art features a Charred Hunter similar to Djura with a rapier and one of Powder Kegs weapons imitates a Cainhurst weapon makes me consider the idea that Maria and Djura knew each other even before the Hunters stuff! I will examine this idea later, but them being old friends is an appealing idea! In either case, for her Djura was like that one "cool mutual" who instantly gives you self-esteem boost if they like your post! xD Djura was yet to undergo his character arc at the point Maria's resolve as a hunter cracked after Fishing Hamlet though, so his (former) feverish hatred to the beasts made her trust him less. She already got burnt when Gehrman somewhat harshly didn't understand her faltering and didn't want to risk getting judgement from Djura, the second person she admired, too.

Gratia is a cousin that Maria never learned of, as Gratia was discarded since birth (born same kind of Pthumerian-Human hubrid as Snatchers)! It was rather lucky to still meet within Old Hunters as adults. Maria felt quite comfortable with her, coincidentally getting sense of 'older sister' figure from her that she missed after parting with Annalise! Even though Gratia and Annalise are nothing alike of course x) But a much more stronger, more bold and confident, and more tall woman is something that allowed Maria to connect with her softer side, especially when Gratia would straight up pick her up in a (too tight) embrace when she congratulated her with something, or expressed vocal wish to "protect" her!

Matias (Blood Minister from intro cutscene) used to double as a bar man at the times when alcohol was still relevant in Yharnam, so she interacted with him outside of the hunt enough! She needed a glass sometimes, okay? xD He is a curious person though and prefers to get under facades and see what people are really made of, so he abused being sober while she was drunk to ask her about her feelings on various topics and people, or pry on her secrets. She was so stoic and reclusive, he just wanted to know who was the person under the Hunter role! Very crooked of him, but at least he didn't use drunk secrets of others for evil, he is Just Like This lol. He eventually felt guilty for being so shady though. As one of the first Old Hunters who started to experience the potential drawbacks of the hunt and blood (losing legs capacity, blindness, having to amputate fingers etc), he also was one the first to get in a wheelchair. Maria was so nice and helpful to him despite him becoming "useless", he should have been nice too, this old nosy bastard.

Maria and the Healing Church

Laurence... Alright, heeeere we fucking go again with my beloved image that is a pillar for many of my headcanons:

Maria and Laurence are not blood-related (at least as far as great-grand parents go, I didn't develop centuries of family tree!), but saw each other since younger age! They were not close though, as Laurence travelled and studied abroad in his kid and teen years! Whenever he visited, it was also not more than simple exchange of news at the dinner in a group of people. Maria and her squad (Annalise, Crow and King) knew him as arrogant asshole with inflated ego, but he returned in Maria's life in Byrgenwerth era, as admittedly more charismatic and pleasant person than before.

They managed to patch up years of awkwardness and distance and became friends, especially since he got along with Gehrman quite well! ...but then he decided that HE was special, and HE could tame the holy blood when Loran and Pthumeru Ihyll failed 🙄 Maria was more by the side of Caryll, Rom and Willem on the big bad academical infighting! She argued with Laurence a lot. When he convinced Adeline that letting him surgically alter her body to produce holy blood was a good idea, Maria straight up could not handle it maturely. It is a long one to go into but Laurence already tugged some unexplainable sense of fear and hesitation in Maria. She felt like his influence somehow was everywhere (not she alone, actually) and she never could stand up against him properly, but "losing" Adeline was the very peak of the sense of helplessness. She wished she reacted more maturely and her weakness only proven Adeline that Laurence was more reasonable trustworthy (owch.....), but in either case, since then a HELL of passive aggression and coldness followed between Laurence and Maria.

....and then, they somewhat broke the ice in Research Hall arc, after Maria abandoned the hunt and could at least entrust in evolution through Eyes and Stars. They both figured they took bad turns in life and there was no point in lamenting the past, they still needed to save what could be saved. They finally had pleasant, albeit very bitter-sweet interactions after years of mutual vitriol. However, I am considering a very dark idea of Laurence seeing that Maria was bordering suic1dal moods and not only letting it happen, but even "encouraging" it in secret, as he wanted her out of the way before commanding Cainhurst massacre. No, he knew that he had her will broken and she would just let him do it, he was not scared. But he... didn't want it. He figured it was a better way to go for her as someone who still believed she could atone for her sins, rather than living to reach complete state of helplessness. He "allowed" her one last "choice" in her life.

Fucked up concept, fucked up concept, I know.

With Brador relationship was a bit strained, but they were more of friends than Maria and Laurence. At least, she was not feeling so inexplicably cornered by him with all her might as a warrior, nor Brador was trying to scare her into being hush. He believed she was smart enough to not get herself or her friends into more trouble, albeit always felt bad for her kind, honorable nature. He knew he was an opposite of her, completely drenched and even reveling in disgraceful crimes he was doing to help "smarter people" advance. But, Maria pleaded with Brador to get a word out from her to Laurence, to pay attention at the weird actions of Doctor Micolash at the Research Hall and why patients kept suffering and diving into 'Sea', and Brador listened to her. It is quite a confession from Brador to go against Laurence for someone, and Maria knows this. They'd have very deep friendship under better circumstances, I think.

Vasylissa (White Church Hunter) is another character Maria saw often! Technically, Maria replaced her as an overseer and caretaker of Research Hall in the end. Even before that, Maria appreciated this person and was always relieved to find her in Grand Cathedral praying instead of Laurence. Vasylissa at least remembered to "fear the blood" much better than everyone else in the Healing Church. Very arcane-leaning, very should-have-stayed-in-Byrgenwerth person that helped Maria to feel less alone. They exchanged everything they knew as well as had many heart-to-hearts, and Vasylissa considered themselves to be good friends.. She was one of the people who cried and blamed herself when Maria was gone. I also like to play with an idea that Maria would like to approach her romantically, but noticed someone else had eyes on her - that Black Church female Hunter who guards her! So she decided to step back.

Ludwig was also a person with whom Laurence and Healing Church stuff didn't sour the things with! Heck, the guy loved what Laurence represented more than himself, and mostly was just fixated on the hunt (and his 'Guidance', but that was a secret!)! They are both knightly and full of honour, naive and kind but ruthless in battle! I even wrote a post of headcanons of them as a pairing once ( x ), but everything said in that post still applies minus the dating bit :') They were good friends that vented and could comfort each other, they disagreed on the same Healing Church's antics, they had friendly sparrings, they kept each other in mind upon separation and stocked up things to share with each other when they'd meet next..

I think when Maria went from 'magic bad humanity good' to 'maybe there IS some hope for humanity in pursuit for Stars and Moon 🤔', Ludwig showed Holy Moonlight to her. He was a little reluctant and jealous considering it, but could not see Maria so doubtful and lost. If sharing something so intimate could've helped her to finally make sense of her conflicts, then so be it. Only.. it made things worse, because Maria saw that the violence and murder was in the plans of even the Great One that was advertised by Laurence and the others as the way to help humanity!

Maria and Cainhurst

This is the part where I unfortunately have to restrain myself, because there is so much to unpack that, like I said, I still have a separate ask to work on this!

But, Maria had sort of a friend group since childhood with Annalise (half-sister from her cheating father), Eidinghardt (Bloody Crow of Cainhurst) and Elias (King)! Her relationship with Crow were the closest of the group, as the two were like siblings! They were fighting a lot but not in a toxic way, more like the typical siblings banters! Maria additionally pinched Crow's cheek or invited him for a nice fist fight when they were kids and Crow constantly made Elias cry, or was rude towards Annalise! He was an asshole, and she was an anti-bully ranger x) Yet, whenever it subdued, they were playing together a lot and getting into trouble together. Crow was very jealous when Maria decided to leave Cainhurst, like... I would not surprised of the 'straight up clinged to her leg and dragged after her across the floor' situation fdshhfd For people that fought a lot he felt only she truly understood him, and he never quite recovered from realisation that Maria might not really felt the same, even if she did love him too.

Elias was very gentle person when he was growing up, and could only really turn to Maria to hide from judgement for "shaming" his noble family. She was there for him during both of his most hardcore conflicts with Annalise (who was and is extremely hard to earn forgiveness from), and believed in him when he decided to become a warrior too. Annalise, like I said, Maria found a comfort in, lacking a mother figure and instead seeking a woman to turn to in older sisters figures. But also, Annalise gave her chills sometimes! She never dared to lie to her or break a promise to her- and she did see what happens on example of Elias. At the same time, Annalise was so reliable, someone Maria could share her problem with and just know that Annalise will help...

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This is all for now! Obviously this is not all characters to cover; there are still Logarius, Izzy, Caryll (one more cousin, but known one), Micolash and Rom, and relatives in Cainhurst! I just wanted to answer the ask now but I am still cooking some headcanons because I figured I can't rush it and right ideas find me at their own pace :pensive: Still, thank you for letting me talk about it in detail!!

#bloodborne #lady maria of the astral clocktower #multi character post #bloodborne headcanons #ask replies #doodles #dammit matias you ass fhfhds #I also made him kinda catlike and this is funny.. curious like a cat..#the part with laurence actually hurt me a bit #spineless I know considering it is BLOODBORNE where we eat babies a lifelong drama can't hurt this bad right?#right- ehhhh

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colourofmagic · 2 years

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i just finished the bastard son & the devil himself on netflix and it's literally my favorite series i've watched in a long time!

the main characters are well created, the acting is good, the special effects are beautiful and so cool and it's a very captivating story! i really love it!! also lgbtq rep ♡

i love nathan, annalise and gabriel! i was afraid i'd not like any of them over time but I just liked them more and more.. normally i'm very easily annoyed with main characters but these I really love

all the witches powers are so interesting and unique it's really great to watch I can't wait for season two

Also i know this is based on a book series but i haven't read it and after some comments about it i don't think I will, i'll just wait and see how the series continues!

big recommendation, go watch it!

#the bastard son & the devil himself #tbsatdh

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futilefangirl · 23 days

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Or a character aesthetic gif for example her power her iconic quote. Of Annalise because I love her please 😊

i actually wanted to do this already! so thank you for the motivation! i got you! just give me a little bit i’m very busy this week with work but do really want to bust out something cool!

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heraldofcrow · 6 months

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Martyr Logarius (I think that’s his name?) for the ask game?

HELL YES! Thanks fren <3

(Taking the questions from our DMs)

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Favorite canon thing about this character?

The fact that he is straight up shown to be an absolute hypocrite via a single quote.

"Acts of goodness are not always wise, and acts of evil are not always foolish, but regardless, we shall always strive to be good."

It’s sliiightly altered in Japanese but the sentiment is the same. He straight up says that doing evil shit isn’t always wrong, but oh, definitely be good!! Strive to be good! He is a blatant hypocrite and liar and I love this lmao.

How about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

Hmm, I don’t actually think he has any canon connections I don’t like or find fascinating? He has ties to the Church, Laurence, possibly Ludwig, possibly Alfred, possibly Annalise, and yet…I can’t think of any of these that I would dislike or not find interesting, honestly.

What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

Initially, I just thought his boss fight and design were cool, but I mostly just thought he was awful for carrying out such a brutal genocide and inspiring Alfred to…be like that.

But I thought more on him and how potentially complex he could be, and then one night I was watching The Hunchback of Notre Dame, was reminded of Claude Frollo’s character and my brain went rabid…

I was like, “That’s fucking Logarius. That’s what type of villain he was.”

The self-righteous, hypocritical religious leader that abused his position of power to control and manipulate others. I even liked the idea of him hating and obsessing over Queen Annalise in the same way Frollo does with his beloathed “witch” Esmeralda. His so-called “purity” is shaken by her, and he just…blames it all on her actions when it’s all HIM. He is the one in sin.

Logarius is the same, and I think he was fixated on and obsessed with the Vilebloods and Annalise. He destroyed what he couldn’t have or control and painted it as a holy crusade. Absolute bastard. Love him now.

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Thanks again!!

#love my fucked up villains boiii #martyr logarius #bloodborne #asks #ask game #mutuals

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colinburbleswithhappiness · 1 year

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The Bastard Son & the Devil Himself Episode 5 Rewatch Thoughts:

(spoilers for the whole first season probably)

(this is very scattered, sry)

Love watching Gabriel get progressively grumpier as they walk through Ozanne territory. He’s a city boy.

Lol at him just eating some grapes while he watches Nathan and Annalise lift heavy sacks. He says he can’t help because of his back…do we believe him?

Lol at Nathan and his transparent jealousy with both Gabriel and Annalise.

Gabriel’s going to go back to Paris and continue his “life of fabulous debauchery.” This is interesting to me because he has this whole sort of exaggerated persona, and I mean it’s got to be partly an act, right? He’s so…different from the older boy we see him meet in the flashback with Mercury. The dyed hair and the beard and the loud clothes and jewelry. I wonder if it’s him rebelling against her a little bit, trying not to look how she wants him to.

“Alas, my crippling feather allergy prevents me.” Yeah I don’t buy it, Gabriel. He’s just being lazy.

Man, I kind of love Annalise. I feel like she gets a little shortchanged in fics sometimes. “I know who you are, Nathan. I always have.” Her faith in him. And her stupid jokes (“heavy balls,” lol, so awkward) And her terrifying power. It’s really a cool combination.

I’m wondering about the Fairborn the Ozanne witches kill. Is this like a part of the giving ceremony? Like they had that cage thing built already to put him in. What if they hadn’t had anybody to kill?

It’s Gabriel’s hand that Annalise holds when they kill the Fairborn…just an interesting detail. We don’t see quite as much development of their relationship so I’m keeping an eye out for things like this.

Oh man I know they crushed a man to death but seeing this whole beautiful multigenerational family of witches wiped out…it’s hard. Poor Odette. All these elders, gone. And then she doesn’t even survive. And did Jessica kill that little girl? I mean. Probably. :(

RIP Nathan’s finger.

#the bastard son & the devil himself #tbsatdh #i know they put half bad in the title now but it was a good title before

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abbatoirablaze · 2 years

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Falling For A Nightmare, Chapter 9

Word Count: 709

“Do you even know what’s going on right now?” he asked, when you seemingly froze next to him. Your throat felt like it was tightening as you shook your head. He sighed, “you’re between the dream realm and the real world. You’re between planes, Annalise.”

You looked back to the window, seeing Bucky and Steve still arguing. You went to touch the door to pull it open and he stopped you, his cool hand resting over yours, “I wouldn’t do that…”

Your brow raised, “Wh-what are you talking about?”

“I’m protecting us now…but if they see you…it’ll freak them out. They’re dreams and nightmares. They can see between the planes of existence,” he said firmly, “you’re more than what they know you to be.”

“What are you talking about?” you repeated.

He snapped his fingers, and suddenly, the two of you were not on the train. You were in a diner. Your brows furrowed and when he snapped again the two of you were sitting in the corner booth.

“Where are we?”

“I’m going to explain this…because I’ve just now only figured it out,” he said softly, but with a hint of anger to his tone, “humans do not take our place. They never take our place.”

“Wh-what?”

“When a vortex comes along. They can destroy us,” he said in a firm tone, “the dreamer can destroy the prince of dreams. And usually, their dream or nightmare will take over as the new prince of dreams…but you…when you sent me away in the lighthouse…I ended up here. In this diner.”

“Why are you telling me this?”

Jefferson didn’t answer you.

Instead, you followed to where his eyes were. A young woman was helping out customers at the counter. You felt dread in the pit of your stomach, “what does she have to do with this?”

“Don’t worry…I have no ill intentions towards her,” he sighed sadly, “actually…quite the opposite.”

Your brow furrowed, “excuse me?”

“Long, long ago, the prince of dreams before me had explained it,” he offered, gesturing towards the woman, “when the prince of dreams is destroyed, they go to the place where their soulmate is…they become mortal…and she…”

“Is your soulmate…”

He nodded.

“Why are you showing me this?”

“When I asked you to choose…and you didn’t…that only meant one thing…that when you destroyed me…neither of them would move up.”

“What?”

“Steve and Bucky,” he replied, “neither one of them would be the prince of dreams…”

“What does that mean, then?” you asked, “there’s no more prince then?”

“The dream world needs a ruler,” he said firmly, “it would be chaos without the realm to have someone to watch over the dreamers.”

“Then what are you saying?”

“I want you to take my powers,” he said with a sigh, “I want you to become the Queen of the dreams…I-I didn’t think I would be the nightmare that the book spoke of, bu-“

“You’re a nightmare?” Jefferson stopped speaking, “steve said you tortured nightmares…h-how did you torture them if you were one of them?”

“My dreamer shaped me…much in the way that you shaped Bucky and Steve…I-I have no excuse for what I’ve done…but I’ve learned of one thing since seeing you…”

“And what’s that?”

“I want to be more than a nightmare,” he said longingly, looking at the young woman who was pouring an older gentleman a cup of coffee, “I want you to take my powers, Annalise. And I want you to become the queen of dreams so that I can be what I’m supposed to be…”

“And what’s that?”

“More than a nightmare…I-I want to be her dream…”

The train had stopped at the station, the cameras at the previous station having caught you enter it with two men at your sides. The camera from the hallway had caught the three of you entering a private car.

And the officers that had arrived were going to take you in for questioning about your husband’s brutal murder.

But when they reached the car, the only thing in it was your bags.

The cops and officials of the station had searched the entire train, and even re-watched the footage. The three of you never left the train car.

But you were nowhere to be found.

Tag List: @tenaciousperfectionunknown, @lohnes16, @teambarnes72, @cjand10

#falling for a nightmare #marvel #marvel au #steve rogers #captain america #bucky #bucky barnes

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nancyxhardy · 2 years

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Annalise's power is so gross and cool and destructive and I'm obsessed.

#annalise o'brien #tbsatdh

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00gangfriend00 · 3 years

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tagged by @mego42 to list ten fav ladies from ten different fandoms and tag ten people.

Know that tweet that's like "I'm not like other girls?? my dude I am a careful concoction every single cool girl I have ever met. " well.. that is especially true for these fav tv ladies. I got a LITTLE emotional making this list.

My FAVORITE type of gal is a big loud messy over sharing warm loving hot mess. so I love seeing beautiful complicated nuanced masterpieces on TV.

God BLESS the Messy Woman. may we be one. may we befriend one. may we all be able to afford therapy

in no particular order...

1. Cecily Strong - SNL

No one has made me belly laugh on SNL more than Cecily. She's absolutely brilliant, so stupid talented and I just LOVE her.

2. Mindy Lahriri - The Mindy Project

The outfits, the confidence, the hopeless romanticness, the intelligence. Mindy made me want to be more unapologetically myself.

3. Kate Austen - LOST

Little 12 year old me suddenly wanted to be strong, and buff, and kickass and sassy. Kate is a true (criminal) role model. Badass.

4. Midge Maisel - The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

This lady needs to examine her privilege, but beyond that... Midge is this fierce and brave badass who all weilds an amazing feminine spirit. Also I love a woman in a dress who can drink and swear like a sailor.

5. Annalise Keating - How To Get Away With Murder

POWER AND VULNERABILITY. No one does it like Annalise. A show stopping, jaw dropping nuanced performance. Badass doesn't even quite capture it all..

6. Rebecca Bunch - Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

She's top tier messy girl, but her self-sabtogy cringe comedy performances have brought me so much comfort.

7. Allison Hargreeves - The Umbrella Academy

A good sister. A mama. A vulnerable, sweet, resilient lady. A badass. ♥️♥️ marry me Allison

8. Christina Yang - Grey's Anatomy

Christina taught me to take no shit, but also love SO HARD. She's so tough. guys a true, iconic badass.

9. Nadia Vulvokov -Russian Doll

True cranky perfection. I like every single last bit about this character, how they are written and how they are portrayed.

10. Olivia Benson - SVU

Compassion!! Listening skills! Badassery! Brains! Empathy! She does it all. Olivia Benson is... so dear to me ♥️

#yes i have a crush on them all #no for real #midge maisel #Russian doll #olivia benson #annalise keating #christina yang #mindy lahiri #cecily strong

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queenofthefullmoon · 4 years

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An exhaustive list of Bloodborne bosses I would or would not date

Father Gascoigne

We’re starting this list off with a strong yes. You may be like, but Blue, this is a married man with two daughters! To this I reply: I pretend not to hear it. Also, not to be horrible, but his wife is dead while I’m right there baby, with my blunderbuss and my axe, and I’m ready to risk it all. YES, I know he’s a very stinky man, but you gotta make compromises sometimes. What’s that smell? Ah, the sweet dilf, it sings to me.

Cleric Beast

Let me be clear, I’m not a furry, but the Cleric Beast has stated some facts and made some points! The only reason why I’m not to keen on dating it is that it can’t best me in battle, which is something I’m always looking for in a partner.

Blood Starved Beast

Our first no of the list, I’m not very into skin flaps and poison, which the Blood Starved Beast has plenty of. Moreover, I’d have to get Djura’s approval, and that scares me beyond anything else in Yharnam.

Vicar Amelia

Another Cleric Beast, this time with a bit more flair to it. First of all we just have to admire the way she transforms, very sexy and bloody, which is something you’re gonna want in your relationship if you’re someone who likes fun. (Thiccar) Amelia, cradle me like your golden pendant.

Hemwick witches

Another hard no here. No offense, but I like having eyes, and dating a pair of witches covered in eyes that they’ve been harvesting for years doesn’t seem like a good idea to me!

Shadows of Yharnam

Honestly yeah? You get 3 cool partners in black robes for the price of one. They all wield different weapons, which makes for two excellent things. First of all, you get a very efficient bodyguard team (useful at parties, when a hunter gets drunk on blood, or when you open your front door and a beast is there). Secondly, if you want to have a fun sparring match with your partners, which we all know is a fundamental activity in a couple, you have very varied options!

And a bonus for animal lovers: they can spawn snakes at will for you!! Never a boring day with your 3 hooded partners.

Rom, the vacuous spider

NO. Don’t date Rom. She’s baby! She doesn’t understand what’s going on. Instead, here’s a list of nice activities you can do with Rom:

- Read her stories

- Trims her back growths

- Clean her teeth

- Make her some cute little glasses

- Knit matching socks for her and her children

- Teach her new spells

- Not date her

Darkbeast Paarl

Paarl is a similar situation as Rom. He’s just a little puppy… He doesn’t know what dating is. He knows what going on a walk means, though! So go on, go on a happy little walk with Paarl. He’ll love it, you’ll have fun, everyone will be happy.

Amygdala

Yes. Evidence that it’s a good idea is: lots of arms (good hugs), can grab the shit out of me, CAN and WILL crush me, can sometimes shatter my consciousness with its eldritch powers (very sexy), can send me in other dimensions, will annihilate my enemies with a funky laser beam, and the most amazing feature: can pop it’s eyes out of its skull like a stress ball (fun trick to show your friends at parties). The ideal girlfriend.

The One Reborn

NO!!!!! There’s a lot of freaky stuff I’d date in Bloodborne but the One Reborn is NOT one of them. Firstly, it has 6 nannies. Do I look like the type of person who wants their dates consistently moderated by 6 Pthumerian elders? No!!! I’m a free bitch baby!! And in addition to that, Juan Reborn just has too many limbs. It’s not okay. If we ever got engaged I wouldn’t know where to slip the ring.

Micolash, Host of the Nightmare

Would I..? No, I wouldn’t… Unless? Haha, just kidding. Wait… Actually… Um.

I mean… If you’re into bastardous hysterical little men who howl while running around, sure. BUT beware… You might lose him in a mirror and never find him again, which I find very inconvenient. Imagine going shopping with a guy who compulsively disappears in mirrors. Imagine explaining to the store employees why your dumbass boyfriend broke all their mirrors.

Also, how will we kiss? With the cage on the way?

Oh god, do I have to wear a cage too?

Celestial Emissaries

I’m not against having a multitude of partners but I’m afraid that might be too much for me. Also, they look like little tiny bebes. I know I’ve said before that I wasn’t ready to be a parent, but I might make an exception for the Celestial Emissaries — let them chill in my home, make them pb&j sandwiches, stuff like that.

Ebrietas, Daughter of the Cosmos

Dear Ebrietas… I have a lot of fondness for her but she looks way too much like mac’n’cheese for comfort. She’s invited for sleepovers and all, no doubt about that, but I see our future together as platonic.

Martyr Logarius

Now Listen… Logarius is an Enemy of women. The proof of his crimes still remains in Cainhurst castle. Do I want to date the genocidal Yharnam Santa? Are you really asking me that? Do you take me for Executioner Alfred? I am not crazy. I will not date Martyr Logarius and his red skulls spamming ass (however miss Annalise queen of the Vilebloods, call me).

Mergo’s Wet Nurse

Um yes of course? Tall dark eldritch wife? I feel like Mergo’s Wet Nurse is the Dancer of Bloodborne, where I’m in a situation where I’m presented with the ideal girlfriend and people expect me to say no because she’s an enormous eldritch entity who could kill me in one hit or whatever. Do you think me a coward? Do you believe that I am not willing to risk it all for invisible girls? Think again.

Gehrman, the First Hunter

Ew no! Gross! He’s gonna make a doll designed after me and I will have to call the police!

Moon Presence

On one hand yes (see Mergo’s Wet Nurse) but on the other hand… I feel like the Moon Presence would be too possessive and easily jealous. I just need some freedom, yknow? The liberty to go out and make friends with other Great Ones. And I know she would NOT like that. She’d ask me if I’m the only Great One I’m talking to and I’d have to nervously hide my phone and say Yes Babe Always Babe, lest she would shackle me to an unending dream. I’m not about that life.

Ludwig the Accursed/the Holy Blade

I genuinely don’t know what to say. The screaming horse man? Am I— the horse boy? Him? No. I… I’m not gonna. I love his sword. Lots of class. Very good theme song, could be cool to have him as a friend (maybe I could ride him around to different locations?) but to date? Kiss his horse mouth? KISS HIS EYE MOUTH? You could say that… Neigh.

Laurence, the First Vicar

NOW WE’RE TALKING BABEY… All the class of the Cleric Beast with FIRE included! Picture this: it’s the winter, it’s snowing, and you’re cold… NOT! You are dating a FLAMING BEAST, you are never cold. Laurence has one proper arm to hold you and one arm that’s a constant flaming inferno, which means he’s great for the summer and the winter, depending on which temperature you want to be at. Your enormous flaming boyfriend will always be at your side.

Living Failures

First of all mood, second of all, this is kind of a Celestial Emissaries situation where I’m not against having many partners but I don’t want a whole congregation of them. There’s just too many Living Failures. I also like dating people with faces? And that aren’t, like, blue. So it’s a no from me, but I’ll befriend them. I’ll go garden with them and all. We can have a girls’ night, it’s all good.

Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower

I’m gonna have to be predictable and say yes here, but fair warning, Lady Maria isn’t for everyone! I know she looks like the perfect wife, but get this; this lady is a hunter. She’s only a lady because she’s related to royals. She has nothing ladylike in her. You think she takes baths? You think she knows what self-care IS????? I laugh at your ignorance, at how you misunderstand her. Maria is a stinky girl; but she is MY stinky girl.

Orphan of Kos

I don’t want to date the Orphan of Kos because he was literally just born and still has his placenta attached to him. I don’t care for infants, and I don’t care for violent infants. I wouldn’t even want to invite him over to play with the Celestial Emissaries or something. He’s like that asshole child in kindergarten who hurts the other kids for fun. Am I being harsh to a literal baby and an orphan at that? Maybe. But Kos herself couldn’t tell me I’m wrong.

Bonus chalice boss: Yharnam, Pthumerian Queen

Now listen here… Yharnam is a queen, tall and kinda eldritch, absolutely rabid, which we’ve established is my type. Shall I step on the toes of Oedon and declare her mine? Perhaps. She has a very powerful scream, which worries me in case of a domestic fight, but overall I get to marry a kind of eldritch queen, which is alright in my book. I know she has an equally eldritch baby, but it’s formless, so it doesn’t bother me that much. Dark Souls 1 ll Dark Souls 2 SOTFS ll Dark Souls 3

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Natasha x Romanoff : Escape

Summary: The Red Room haunts you, from the moment you stepped foot inside to long after you’ve left. Truth is, you don’t think there is any escaping it.

Warnings: 18+ Violence, Depression, Mentions of Death, Smut

!!Final Chapter!!

Chapter 16

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Three broken bones.

They’d need to be reset and wrapped but due to your enhanced abilities they would heal quickly.

For now though they sit under an ice pack.

While you’re use to damage being done to your body in combat, the last circumstance you expected to be injured in was holding your wife’s hand.

Natasha had gripped your hand with not a single regard to the pained expression on your face and you’d paid very little attention to the damage she had done. Between her screams and the doctors calmed words you couldn’t care less.

Even after she had let it go and slumped in exhaustion you worked through the pain. With the sounds of your child crying, you hurry to the foot of the bed, picking up the scissors as instructed and cut the umbilical chord.

Now you watch as the doctor and nurses follow the basic procedure of weighing and cleaning your baby, and also attending to Natasha.

Part of you feels a little useless as you stand to the side but more than anything you’re happy and concerned, slightly nervous. You really just want to hear that your wife will recover properly and that your baby is in perfect health.

As you wait for the nurses to finish up, you run the cool damp rag over your wife’s forehead, wiping away the sweat that had built up. You place a gentle kiss on her head, brushing away almost dried tears and loose strands of hair.

“I’m so proud of you lyubov moya, I love you so much.” You whisper praise and honest words into her hair.

Natasha gives a sleepy smile to you,“ I love you too.” She sighs, eyes closing.

Her rest hasn’t even begun before the nurses are stepping over with your baby.

“Congratulations on your healthy baby girl.” The nurse speaks through the mask.

She eases your little girl into the open arms of your teary eyed wife. They both handle the baby with care and gentleness, treating her as if she’s porcelain. She’s more precious than that and you know it, which is what makes you even more nervous.

During the pregnancy you had done everything you could to care for the baby and Natasha. Making sure Natasha ate properly and was equally as active as she was relaxing. Staying awake a littler longer than Natasha to ensure she remained comfortable and in the proper position while asleep.

All of that still hadn’t prepared you for this moment. Nothing truly could have but that’s usually the case.

“Y/N,” swallowing, you focus on your wife as she sits up to hand your daughter to you.

That phrase repeats itself in your head as you accept her.

Your daughter. You make sure her head is rested properly on your arm.

Your daughter. You press her close to your chest to ensure she’s warm and safe.

Your daughter.

A soft, almost inaudible coo escapes her lips. She just barely wiggles in your arms. And then those little eyes open.

When those emerald orbs stare back at you it’s an other worldly feeling. The emotions that swirl through your chest explode and fill you from head to toe.

It was undeniable that Natasha’s green eyes could motivate you to move mountains. For the same green eyes that belonged to your daughter, you swore you would move the universe.

“She has your eyes.” You breathe.

Natasha chuckles softly, mesmerized by the sight of you.

The red head remembers every bit of your panic and nervousness the months prior to this.

Staying up for hours reading pregnancy and child care books. Scurrying through the house to child proof every inch of it. Waking up in the middle of the night just to run your fingers over her stomach and make sure she and the baby were okay.

Admittedly Natasha had felt a little guilty during her pregnancy. There wasn’t a moment that you weren’t by her side. You attended to her cravings and the sporadic changes in her body, whether she was in pain or she needed you to fuck her into oblivion, without a second thought.

With each symptom that came with each trimester you adjusted and did everything in your power to be there for Natasha and ultimately your child. And she didn’t miss the sleepiness that lingered in your eyes or the tired sighs you let out every so often.

It brought the woman to tears more often than she’d like to admit, most times resulting in you trying to comfort her, which just made her cry more. She genuinely felt as if she was asking too much of you.

But you reassured her, after she finally broke and told you how she was feeling, that you would do it all again in an instant(part of you thinking of the chance of you having to do it again should you both decide to have another child) because you love her and your baby.

Every little move and decision you had made, despite your worry and doubt in yourself, you’d done it all because you love her and your daughter, and it all lead to this moment.

Right now, with your daughter cradled to your chest and love radiating off of you, Natasha knows that you’re going to be the greatest mother.

In the passing hours you both easily lose yourselves in her presence. Even as the nurses come in and out of the room to check on you all, has you sign all the necessary papers, and guide Natasha with breastfeeding, you remain completely entranced by the tiny human.

So much so that you’d forgotten about your friends and family out in the waiting room. One look at the clock reveals that they had indeed been waiting for ten hours.

Before you do anything you check with Natasha. If she says she’s too tired you’ll tell them to go home until she’s ready. But the excitement of seeing her family meet her daughter keeps her awake.

Fingers wringing together in excitement and remaining waves of nervousness, you step out the room and walk down the hall.

No one notices you at first, giving you a moment to take in all the support you and Natasha have.

The large waiting room is nearly full of Avengers and friends alike. Right beside the door sits the Captain himself clutching an adorable brown teddy bear. The three chairs beside him are occupied by the Starks: Tony sips from a cup of coffee with his arm thrown over his daughter, who is holding a slightly used white bunny rabbit with her mother on her opposite side.

Along the wall opposite the door sits the Bartons. Clint’s leg bounces up and down, Laura’s hand placed on the still one. Their children sit beside each other on Laura’s side, an assortment of balloons and flowers with them.

Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Carol, and Peter sit in the center of the room, the first holding a gift basket as a bag sits beside Carol’s foot. Lastly, seated behind them across three chairs is Bruce. It’d been years since you’d seen him in normal human form but it doesn’t surprise you that he chose this particular occasion to down size.

Making yourself known, you step into view. You’d never seen the group of heroes move so quickly before. They gather around you, an array of questions flying from their lips that causes you to smile.

“Calm down guys please.” Despite them shutting up, you still see the way they physically can’t calm.“ I am pleased to announce the birth of our perfectly healthy baby girl, Annalise Romanoff-Y/L/N.”

The nurses are not happy with the cheer that bursts over the group and you’re quick to silence them.

From there you bring back a few people at a time. The first group of course being Clint, Steve, and Tony.

You enjoy seeing the big bad super solider get so nervous when Annalise is placed in his arms, you imagine that’s how you look if not more nervous when you hold her. And of course Clint and Tony handle her with the care of that of a father.

The next group is Pepper, Morgan, Laura, Wanda, and Carol. Pepper and Laura, while very much in love with Annalise already, spend more time than the others checking in with Natasha. Which is to be expected, they’re the only ones who truly understand how wracking this all has been for Natasha.

In groups of three, the last of your visitors come in. All of which want to hold your daughter. Except for Bucky, Morgan, and little Nathaniel. Truthfully you weren’t too sure about letting Peter hold her as he was more than a little nervous, you didn’t want the jumpy boy to drop your daughter so you sat him down before handing her over.

Like all things, visitation comes to an end. Natasha loses her last bits of strength to stay awake and after another feeding she and Annalise are asleep.

Of course you are tired, you’d woken up at three in the morning and have been alert and slightly on edge for ten hours. Still you stay awake, eyes spending equal amounts of time looking at your wife and daughter.

Standing guard in the hospital room probably wasn’t necessary and you definitely need the sleep but you’ve already vowed in yourself to give anything for your girls. And it starts right now.

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“Heads up Mama!”

Looking up at the sound of your wife’s voice, you catch the sight of your little girl quickly coming your way. You set down your drink, stand up, and scoop her into your arms.

“What can I do for you little miss?” You ask, earning a toothy grin from her.

She buries her face in your neck seeing Natasha walk over, mumbling,“ want juice pop.”

Your wife rolls her eyes in mock annoyance, a smile instantly taking over her face.

“Have I missed something?” You look from your daughter to your wife.

The older redhead nods,“ yes in fact you have. She wanted a snack and I pulled out her carrots and she took off toward you hoping to get a juice pop.”

There’s no denying that Annalise has both you and Natasha wrapped around her little fingers, and at the young age of three she knows exactly who to go to to get what she wants.

You give Natasha a pout,“ awe, come on mommy, one little juice pop won’t hurt.”

Hearing that you’re on her side, Annalise sits up and looks at you, before pouting at Natasha as well,“ pease mommy. One little juice pop?”

“I’m a highly trained secret agent and you two think pouts is going to make me crack?” She looks from your e/c eyes to the green eyes of your daughter.

One glance at each other and you’re looking at her with pouts and puppy dog eyes.

“Fine!” Her hands go up in surrender,“ you can have juice pops.”

The two of you waste no time going to get the sugary snacks, Annalise making sure to bring back a strawberry one for your wife as Natasha deemed it her favorite.

It had taken years, for things to finally start to settle. Rebuilding the world takes time, and despite the progress there is still much to be done. But with the compound having been completely redone(with more safety precautions installed than there were to protect the state) the team decided it was time to relax.

With today being ultimately rare, as no one was off on a mission or working in general, Tony called for a picnic at the compound.

Gentle breezes pass through the large field, rustling the surrounding trees and wafting the nearby aromas: smoky scents of cooking meat from the grill, natural fruity tones from the table of healthy snacks and the contrasting sugary scents of the desert table.

Obvious sounds of happiness fill the air. Childish shrieks and squeals come from the bounce castle that the Barton children, Morgan, and Peter occupy. Boisterous laughter from the super soldiers, God, and soldier who stand around the drink coolers. A harmless altercation between Tony and Bruce being instigated by Clint, Happy and Rhodey, that is quickly broken up by their wives as they head over to join Wanda and Carol under the shade.

In this moment, watching all your friends spend the day together and seeing your daughter messily feed your wife a strawberry juice pop, you feel lighter than you ever have.

As a child you were taught that love is for children. Growing up you were trained and made to be a weapon. You’d done horrible things to people both good and bad. And for majority of your life you believed you were destined to do the bidding of the people who enslaved you, destined to live in the darkness you grew accustomed to.

Throughout that darkness there were shimmers of light, sprinkles of hope, and glimpses of a better future.

Natalia had illuminated the darkness that the Red Room subjected you to, little moments together showing you that love isn’t for children.

Natasha pulled you from the shadows HYDRA casted over you, proving that there’s more to you than the bad you’d done for them.

Misses Y/L/N-Romanoff opened the door to a future of happiness you thought to be unattainable.

Each alias belonging to and assisting in the creation that is the woman that single handedly changed your entire life. The woman that loves you unconditionally, that introduced you to the large group of people you call your friends, and gave you your daughter, a gift beyond your wildest dreams.

For the first time ever, with your family and friends surrounding you, you’d felt truly at peace. The demons of your past no longer loomed over you. You’d escaped the darkness they trapped you in. And nothing could mass the love and happiness it brings you.

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Songs About Me: Chapter Five

Thanks for your continued support for these sweet artsy bairns! Here’s the next installment! I read all of your kind comments and they mean the absolute world to me.

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Louisburg Square, Beacon Hill, Boston

Claire was just walking up to the picturesque green of Louisburg Square, where her townhouse sat facing the gardens, when her phone began an incessant buzzing. She had her hands full after stopping at the market for dinner staples (otherwise known as a box of Velveeta Shells & Cheese). She was fumbling with her purse and muttering a not-so-quiet “Shit,” when she dropped her keys on the porch. When she stooped lower to get the keys, more toiletries from the market spilled onto the ground and rolled down the steps while her phone continued to buzz. “Oh fuck it all to hell… Oh hello, Mr. Grant!” Claire’s next door neighbor was a kind man, but always appeared perplexed -- whether by her uncontrollable hair, clothes splattered with dirt from the shop, or simply by wondering how she came to be the owner of one of the most coveted real estate properties in New England, Claire would never know.

“Hello dear. Are you alright over there?” His brow was knit as Claire shoved her scattered belongings back into their various bags all while muttering under her breath as to not offend the old man’s sensibilities. She stood, and realized he had most definitely already heard her vocabulary choices.

“Oh, I’m fine, just one of those days!” One of those days where you fall head over heels for the strange guy you met last night and then all your shit falls on the sidewalk because your brain is short-circuiting.

“Well as always, if you need anything, I’m just here and happy to help.”

“Thank you! One day I’ll absolutely take you up on it -- I’m usually less of a mess!” She tried to joke it off, but it sounded a little too much like she was trying to justify herself to neighbor, and herself.

Mr. Grant smiled. “Of course, dear. Ah, you seem to be very popular today!”

Claire’s phone went off for at least the fifth time. She tried to reign in her annoyance, said her goodbyes to the man, and using her foot to kick a back of groceries inside the doorway finally made it inside. She dug around her bag for the phone ready to lash out at whatever telemarketer couldn’t take a hint, but stopped.

Two missed phone calls, four missed texts. The caller left a voicemail for each call. She pressed play on the earlier one.

“Hi Sassenach, uh, Claire, I guess I should call ye Claire since that’s yer name, huh? Shit. Hold on… Okay, let me start over. Hello Claire, this is Jamie. James. James Fraser? From the bookshop and the karaoke, ye ken? Of course she kens, ye damn eedjit… Me! Not you! Oh god this is literally the worst call I’ve ever made in my life. Fuck it, I’m just going to try again.” The voicemail abruptly ended. Claire was in stitches at his earnest attempt to just talk to her. At least he wasn’t lying when she heard him say she wouldn’t have to wait long at all for message from him. She pressed play on the second voicemail.

“Hello Claire, I hope this message finds ye well. It was verra nice to see ye today at my shop. It may be the cool, relaxed thing tae do would be to not call ye right away, but ye make me feel anything but cool and relaxed and under control. Ye make me feel… like there’s something different between us, mo nighean donn. As I told ye in the shop, I dinna think I can wait another week to see ye. If you would do me the honor of saying yes, I would verra much like to take ye out for dinner and drinks. Or anything ye wanted to do, really. Dinner and drinks was just my idea… okay I think I’m getting flustered again so I’m going to quit while I’m ahead. Okay thanks, talk to you soon hopefully, bye. Oh, and this is Jamie Fraser.”

Her laughter had died out the moment he said how she made him feel. Is that really how he felt about her? Did he mean it? Claire had a feeling that Jamie Fraser from the bookshop and the karaoke, ye ken didn’t ever say things he didn’t mean. She fell into the couch facing the big bay window, and breathed. Her breath came in heavy, her heartbeats fast. Her thoughts were swirling and her mind racing and everything felt light around here. A little breathlessly, she opened her text app to a number she didn’t recognize.

[+16178256192]: Hello Claire, this is James Fraser from Fraser Literature and from karaoke last night at The 21st Amendment.

Claire actually laughed out loud now. As if she could forget who he was! He had turned her world upside down at the bar, she sang in his shop, she gave him her phone number less than an hour ago! She added his number to her contacts before reading his following texts.

[Jamie]: Okay that was weirdly formal, sorry

[Jamie]: Could ye do me a favor and just delete the first voicemail?

[Jamie]: I was hoping we could maybe set up a time for the date I mentioned earlier at the shop? I would really like to see ye again before next week.

[Jamie]: And maybe before we have to hang out with the Spanish Inquisition. ;)

Claire laughed through her nose at that last one; apparently, Jamie had been grilled about their relationship? Interaction? by Rupert and Angus like Claire had been by Joe and Geillis. She reread all the messages he’d sent her before responding.

[Claire]: Hello James Fraser, owner of Fraser Literature and karaoke. I do indeed remember and even if I didn’t, you’ve reminded me several times in your many incessant texts/voicemails. ;)

Three dots immediately popped up, disappeared, popped up, and a next text appeared.

[Jamie]: I told ye to delete the first voicemail! You weren’t supposed to hear my rambling!

[Claire]: Uh huh, seems likely. ;) Maybe I have a super power that renders you useless around me?

[Jamie]: Well lass you're not far off.

[Jamie]: How’s about that date? What are you doing tonight?

[Claire]: Lol, you’re not tired of seeing my face yet?

[Jamie]: Not yet, not ever.

[Jamie]: Sooooooooo, dinner? ;)

Eventually, they decided on a little Italian place close to Claire’s place. Claire paced around the upstairs bedroom, trying out an outfit only to rip it off and throw it in a pile on the floor. She’d walk to the bathroom, evaluate her look, give a deep breath out her nose, and was now at the point of yelling about how she had no clothes. But, she remembered. In a garment bag at the back of her closet hung a blood-orange dress. A square neckline gave way to a triangle dip in the middle, the hem came just to the middle of her thigh with a cinched waistline.. She smiled, sadly. The last time she wore the dress, she was still in med school. Frank had asked her out to “a dinner with a few medical friends” and promised she could make a few connections to help her down the road. Claire ended up discarded at the door until Frank needed to show her off to a classmate or professor or colleague. She learned he hadn’t told anyone she was also studying medicine, telling her he “wanted to let you stand on your own, darling.” The last time she had worn that dress, she realized she wouldn’t resign herself to a life of being second-best to her partner, to a group of strangers, or to anyone. Tonight was the perfect time to remind herself she was taking things into her own hands yet again -- with Jamie at her side. Her smile turned genuine, and she pulled it off the hanger.

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Jamie knew this was unusual. Claire wasn’t the first girl he’d ever been interested in, but if he had any choice in the matter, she would be the last one. Rationally, he should’ve been talking himself out of planning a future with the girl from the bar, but he couldn’t help himself. When he was in high school in Scotland, he kissed a girl who smelled like hairspray and spun sugar and he didn’t like that at all. He kissed a few lasses before rugby games and they’d tell him it was all for good luck. He enjoyed them (didn’t every red-blooded teenage boy enjoy kisses before sports games?), but enjoyment was the extent of it. In college, he had met Annalise. She was smart and kind and lovely, and so bonny. She’d loved his family, loved him. And he had loved her, too. Their relationship started after their first year at school when they became close friends and confidants. She was truly one of the best friends he’d ever had, outside of the lads. When he said he was leaving Scotland to pursue his dreams in the states, she said she was being “abandoned”. Jamie considered asking her to come with him to build a life, but reconsidered. After many long conversations, many tears, many honest words… they had decided their relationship was based in comfort. They loved each other, there was no doubt about that. They loved each other because of their close friendship, their proximity to each other at school, their families’ friendship that developed because of their own. When Jamie confronted Annalise about his realization that he would forever be grateful for her, but didn’t see a romantic future together, she had cried and told him she was so happy -- she felt the same. They split amicably and continued to call and text when they could. Friendships like theirs didn’t just dissipate.

With Claire, things felt… different. Emotional, raw, honest, profound. It felt like something he couldn’t quite place. Something he didn’t have words for. The mere thought of her made his pulse quicken, made his breath catch in his chest. Their connection last night at the bar, their physical connection at the bookshop (god, how it felt to be touched by her…) , their easy banter over text, and then when she gave him her address… he had to sit down. He knew her address exactly. He’d passed it every time he went home, or went to work, or went anywhere at all. She lived in Louisburg Square, across the garden and just to the right of a place he knew intimately. She lived across the garden and just to the right, of his place. They were neighbors. He never knew. He thought back to telling her how they must have just been missing each other for years, but god, he never knew how close they really were.

Jamie finished tying up his leather boots and took a look in the mirror. Hair brushed back, curls falling at his neck, a light blue button-up, a leather jacket. Not too bad. Still not good enough for her, though. He tugged at the neck of his shirt, and left his townhouse. He made his way up his side of the square, and stopped not ten feet up the sidewalk. He saw her. From the second floor, Claire was illuminated by soft light in the window, gauzy curtains framing her. He could only watch in awe as her head tilted to the side to fit an earring to her ear. She reached for a brush and started to comb out a curl. Jamie sighed contentedly when he noticed her hair was still down, curled around her face, wild as ever. Claire gave up with the brush and settled herself to smoothing down creases in her wee dress with delicate hands. Hands that had touched him, healed him, had literally written her name over his heart. She was... ethereal. Tearing his eyes away from the window, he managed to send her a message:

[Jamie]: On my way there Sassenach

[Claire]: No worries, take your time. See you soon!

Jamie rounded the center garden and up to her steps. The light from the window was still glowing, but he could no longer see her. One more text:

[Jamie]: Just outside

He walked up the steps, raised his knuckles to the brass knocker, and paused. First step to forever… His phone buzzed.

[Claire]: I thought I said to take your time? ;) seriously, how’d you get here so fast? Just a sec and I’ll be down!

He did knock then, answered her text to say there was no rush, he wasn’t going anywhere. Behind the door he heard a literal run down the stairs and he stifled a chuckle. There was a jingle of keys, a fairly loud, “Shit!” as the keys hit the floor, a scuttle of shoes around the entry, and the door opened.

Here we go, lad.

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Fated AU, The Secret Kingdom, Sacrificed

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: slight angst.

“We have nothing to offer you!” Ransom said firmly as he stared at the three nymph kings, each of which were sitting in their designated thrones, “the lives of the women you were promised have been lived with others, and we are not going to force them to tear themselves from it.”

“Chantel is my mate!” A woman said softly, from beside the selkie. Chantal gave her a soft look and took her hand, offering a small kiss to her knuckle, “we have been together since we were fifteen…and while no official mating ceremony has been completed because we do not dwell within the same kingdom, we share in a life together.”

Nick frowned, looking at the woman who was promised to him, years and years ago. His jaw clenched, “and what do you say of this, relationship…Chantal.”

“I am gay, king of the fire nymphs,” she replied in earnest, “I have been with her since we were teenagers, and I will not leave a true mate to stop a war that I did not start. My family accepts my choices.”

“A lesbian,” Lance scoffed, the king of the water nymphs finding the situation hilarious. He looked to the iota lioness who was very much covered, “and you, lioness…what is your excuse?”

“I renounce relationships,” she said definitively, “I have no mate, and I have given myself to the mysteries of my worship so that I may service a higher calling. I will not marry you, or any other, as my mind, body, and soul has been given to a higher power.”

“I do not accept your choice,” he spat, crossing his arms, “I was promised a daughter from Joseph Rogers, and I shall have one. I have waited patiently, and you are simply spitting in my face by claiming that you serve a higher power.”

“What has become of my maiden that she wishes to not marry me?” a polite voice asked. AnnMarie bit her lip and looked at him, standing on her own, “king of woodland nymphs…I am AnnMarie…the omega dragon promised to you…”

“Are you to be my wife and fulfill your father’s promise?”

She bit back a few tears, and almost nodded until the door slammed open. AnnMarie’s husband rushed to her side, and her hatchling clung to her dress. Jefferson’s heart plummeted in his stomach as he realized the woman he was going to take so willingly was already living a life with another.

“I reject you as my betrothed,” he said softly, knowing that he couldn’t possibly do something like tearing a family apart, “I release you of your duty.”

But Jake’s breath caught in his throat as his three biological sisters stood where AnnMarie’s husband and hatchling had just burst through, “Jennifer. Annalise. Samantha.”

Jennifer boldly stepped forward, Annalise and Samantha following nervously behind, “We are here to promise ourselves on our sisters behalf.”

Jake’s eyes widened as he looked to his three sisters, who were quick to rush the three elder ones.

“No…no. They cannot do this. Annalise and Samantha are only seventeen. And Jennif-“

“Their proposal is accepted!” Nick said quickly, cutting off Jake’s words. Jake had missed the reactions of his sisters and the nymphs as they each had an immediate similar thought, “three daughters of Joseph Rogers promised to the three nymph kings. Lance. Jefferson. Do you accept the trade?”

But each of the other nymph kings were caught in their own emotions. Lance stood from his chair, and in a few steps he’d made his way to one of the twins. She gasped, taking a step towards him. Her hand reached out but retracted as soon as her hand touched his cool cheek. The water nymph shuddered.

“I accept…” he said quietly, “I shall take this daughter of Joseph Rogers as my wife…and she shall be the queen to the water nymphs…tell me…tell me your name my sweet wolf…”

“A-Annalise…”

“You will want for nothing ever again, my queen,” he promised softly, staring at her wondrously. It was as though his exterior melted away with her the longer he stood in her presence, “anything you want…I will give to you without question.”

But Jake was quick to rush to his sister’s side. He placed himself between Lance and her, and growled at the water nymph, “get away from my little sister.”

“Jake-sto-“

“She’s seventeen!” Jake growled, glaring at Lance, “Ransom, tell him he can’t take her. That they cannot take any of them.”

“If it is of their own free will they can do as they wish,” Jefferson uttered. Samantha looked up at the wood nymph king, completely taken by him; by his soft, kind demenaor, “our laws are not the same to the ones in the human’s realm. They are adults by Queen Linda’s law.”

“And we want to take their places!” Jennifer said quickly, looking at Jake, “we won’t let the kingdoms be destroyed by the nymphs…n-not if we can help it. And we know that they will let you keep Nessa and Mira if we do this…right?”

“Whatever you desire, just utter it,” Lance sighed dreamily, still looking at Annalise, “the water nymphs will not wage war on the secret kingdoms so long as I may take her hand in marriage.”

“The woodland realm will withdraw should this be the choice of it’s future queen!” Jefferson said delicately, looking at Samantha, “what do you wish I do?”

Her heart fluttered in her chest as she looked at the nymph.

“I think you sh-“

“You’re not marrying any of my sisters.”

Lance and Jefferson looked at Jake.

“Jennifer is of age,” Nick said quickly, looking to the eldest wolf sister, his heart racing as he looked at his true mate, “would you be willing to put the fire kingdom at peace? Or was it just merely a teasing suggestion?”

Jennifer looked at her brother and bit her lip. She rushed Jake and threw her arms around him.

“Y-you don’t have to do this,” Jake offered, tears falling down his cheeks as he held onto his twin, “we-we can find another way. We can make so-“

“Our mother always told me that we do what is best for our pack…for our kin,” she whispered, kissing his temple. She backed away enough to cup his face in her hands, “we are doing this so that we can protect you, Ransom, Nessa, and Mira…”

“I don’t want you to leave me,” he whimpered sadly, “I-I don’t want to be alone again, Jennifer.”

“You’re never alone, Jake,” she sighed, tears spilling down her cheeks, “you will never be alone…”

“Let us help you, Jake,” Samantha sighed, stroking her brother’s arm. Jake shuddered, and Samantha and Annalise joined their brother and sister in a hug, “let us do this for you…”

“What if….what if we have terms,” Jefferson offered over the otherwise silent court, “what if for now…Jennifer does marry Nick…as a sort of promise…you worry that your sisters are too young to marry Lance and myself-“

“I want my wife!”

Jake growled at Lance, but Annalise hit him, quieting her older brother.

“You believe in the honor within family, and packs, and mating…what if we wooed your sisters before their birthdays,” Jefferson offered, staring at Samantha, “what if-you reside within the realm…under your brother’s care…of him and his mate…and Lance and I come to court the two of you…properly. So that they can see that we are treating you well…”

Samantha’s heart fluttered even more as she stared at him, wanting with every fiber in her being to accept the offer.

“Ye-“

“And if they decide not to marry you two?” Ransom asked, cutting Samantha off, “Jennifer is marrying Nick as a placeholder or a promise that the offer is on the table, but what happens if Annalise or Samantha decide that they want to be regular girls…that they do not want to marry a nymph king.”

“Then I’ll-“

“Lance,” Jefferson growled, cutting the water nymph off. The two shared a look, and Jefferson took a few steps away from his throne, “I will relinquish my claim on the daughter of Joseph Rogers…and I will maintain peace with the Secret Kingdoms…all I want is for a chance…”

“Jefferson!” Lance growled, glaring at the nymph, “do you know what you are doing? Do you not feel the pull of the-“

“I know what I feel, cousin,” Jefferson said in a confident tone as he stared at Samantha, “just as I know that she can feel it to…if you are not self-assured in your own relationship then-“

“Do not make such accusations about me and my own…” he seethed.

“Then let your mate have her choice, just as I am offering one to mine!”

Jake’s attention turned to Jefferson, a growl raising in his throat, “my little sisters are not your mates…”

“Actually…I think we are,” Jennifer said quietly as she noticed how Nick’s eyes never left her own, “I-I think good old dad just promised off the wrong daughters when he gave us up to them…”

“So do we have a deal?” Jefferson asked patiently, shrugging his shoulders, “I am only asking for a chance, sweet wolf.”

Jake looked at Ransom, as though he were silently wishing that he could stop whatever it was that was going on, but Ransom only frowned, “my hands are tied, mate…I cannot interfere in a matter that falls outside of my jurisdiction.”

“We accept!” Jennifer replied, still holding onto Jake, “I will marry Nick, king of the fire nymphs, and Jefferson and Lance may woo my sisters, in an attempt to gain their hand in marriage…the clock starts today…which means that they have ten months…”

“I will not waste a second of it!” Lance promised, looking at Annalise. He reached out to her, and she stepped away from her sisters. He sweetly kissed her hand, and a bracelet that had seashell charms appeared on her wrist, “allow me to leave a small token so that you may know where my allegiances lay…to you, my future queen.”

She giggled and nodded, allowing the small trinket to remain on her wrist.

“I will send word in just a few days…but I shall announce to my kingdom that I have found my mate and may be marrying her in ten months’ time…” Jefferson promised softly from beside the water nymph. He offered Samantha a soft smile, and then he was swept up in a burst of wind. In his place was a simple silver bracelet, with a charm in the shape of a few fall leaves, sitting on a crisp red pillow.

She too was quick to reach out and take it, securing it on her wrist with a soft smile.

Jennifer looked at Nick, and went to step towards him, but was caught in Jake’s arms still.

“Y-you don’t have to do this,” Jake offered once more, “please…”

“I won’t ever be far,” she promised, leaning in to kiss his temple, “this isn’t goodbye, Jake…”

“She’s making her own choice,” Nick reminded him, “I will be a good husband to your sister…I promise that to you, King Jake…”

“Take good care of Annalise and Samantha,” Jennifer asked sweetly, “they may seem innocent, but they’ve managed to keep Chantal, AnnMarie, Sarah and I on our toes for years…”

“I’ll take care of them…I promise…”

“My queen?” Nick asked, holding his hand out. Jennifer gave Jake another soft look before taking Nick’s hand. Nick wrapped his arm around her waist and looked to Jake, “I will honor and treasure her, King Jake and King Ransom…our kingdoms will have peace between us.”

But before anyone could respond, a fire had swirled around them, and they were gone. Jake and Ransom looked around themselves. Sarah, Chantal, and AnnMarie, and their partners had been standing off to the side, far too surprised at what had happened that none of them had processed it.

“What do we do now?” Sarah asked softly.

“You live your lives,” Ransom sighed, giving her a soft look, “you need not hide in my mother’s kingdom if you do not wish…Chantal…you and your mate can be together…AnnMarie…you and your husband and hatchling can finally be a family…and Sarah…”

“I’d like to meet my brother…if at all possible…is he…is Steve-“

“I will send word to our brothers,” Jake promised, “if any of you would like to meet them…no longer do any of you have to be our hidden sisters.”

Tag List: @lohnes16, @tenaciousperfectionunknown

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dallonm-archive · 3 years

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favourite writeblr ocs tag game!

i was tagged by a couple people but thank you @pamsdrabbles for starting this tag! this idea is so cute and this list is by no means complete!

Rules: Take this as an opportunity to gush about your favourite OCs on writeblr!

elijah by @aetherwrites

i could pick so many of rose’s characters because she puts so much love into them but elijah just has. such a warm energy to him. i think its physically Impossible to not love him. his character is such a breath of fresh air and i love how his jock exterior doesn’t define his character at all. like all of rose’s characters, he just feels so human

annalise by @pamsdrabbles

in rose’s answer to this tag she said that annalise shows how there’s strength in softness and i totally agree! annalise is the exact type of character you want to root for and the journey she goes on is remarkable. i love the way she stands up for herself, and subverts the expectations of traditional noir/murder mysery/detective stories

dorian by @kitblogsthings

WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU TODAY MY KING!!!!! dorian is such an icon, such a meme, but he also has this deep vulnerability and complexity to his story which makes him so likeable. also he is count christmas, spreading the christmas cheer!!

maddox by @svpphicwrites

if i have a crush on maddox, yes i do <3 i just think she is SO cool and interesting. y’all already know i love powerful lesbians who don’t take shit from people but i especially LOVE those characters who also have depth. if she punched me in the face i would thank her

theo by @ravens-and-rivers

ani puts so much effort and attention to detail into her characters and watching theo develop has been a delight. theo is Soft Boy, which we always love, but it comes with a great deal of complexity, trauma and vulnerability that all together makes a character that feels so real

nadine by @writerlywonders

i can’t not love nadine. she sounds like such a sweetheart and i want nothing but the best for her. we love tall, mysterious looking girls who are really just awkward and a bit goofy and that makes her feel so so relatable. i just wish she had better luck with plants :(

rainey by @shaelinwrites

rainey’s relationship with god, her home, her sexuality and herself has such a poignant delicacy and is written in a way that feels so dreamy yet so real. you can’t not feel for her and the journey she’s on. i just want the best for her. [also fuck gabriel! all my homies hated gabriel]

faun by @alicewestwater

i have just always! had such a soft spot for faun! i love his aesthetic (that moodboard from his character intro lives in my head rent free), his depth, and the fact that he sounds like an absolute sweetheart. his friendship with lillith is also so pure!! i cry!! [also real ones know that faunlix will prevail 😌 /hj]

harrison by @coffeeandcalligraphy

it’s hard to pick between The Boys, but i am obsessed with harrison. especially in rachel’s latest updates, i’ve loved reading his narrative and the deep, deep emotional complexity he’s having to untangle [him swimming in the ocean under a storm? a MOMENT]. also his vibes are just immaculate? king can we please go to the disco together

felix by @bijouxs

the superior felix!! i LOVE him. want the best for him. i feel for the amount of pressure on that boy’s shoulders and i think he just needs to be shown that he’s loved :( i also know he has the BEST spotify playlist. if y’all have not checked out jackdaw, you need to - em makes some of the PRETTIEST posts on this site and i love how much love she puts into them

isaac by @themillionthdraft

auri you give us a quiet, perceptive creative writing student whose character/aesthetic revolves around winter and expect me NOT to fall in love?? smh /hj. like he is just trying to get his degree but there are! ghosts everywhere! in case yall haven’t realised, cozy characters who are Going Through It is my thing, and isaac’s character arc is so captivating and i cannot wait to see where it goes

this post is going to get way too long so some other characters i really love: the man by @isherwoodj, kit by @howdy-writes, connor and aman [they are a duo ok!!] by @aelenko, petra by @chayscribbles, sachi by @ljscrawls, deepika by @haldimilks, jude by @radiomacbeth !!!

i think a lot of people have already done this tag so if i’ve mentioned you in here and you haven’t been tagged, or you’re just reading this and want to gush about some ocs then say i tagged you!

#tag games

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el-oh-her · 4 years

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Barbie Movies That Are More Relevant Than You Think

1. Barbie’s Princess and the Pauper

> The Big Thing: Shows a realistic representation of 1st world problems and 3rd world Problems coexisting. Annalise is a princess in an arranged marraige and Erika is an indentured servent, both looking to esacpe, but are determined to overcome these issues. They acknowledge that they have differerent problems but are both struggling in their own right. It’s important to know that they don’t wish they were someone else, they just wish they could escape their personal struggles.

> Women supporting women!

> Female Leads that are friends and aren’t catty towards each other

> Annalise and Erika talk about things other than boys, althrough an arranged marraige is a plot point and all boy talk is really about that particular plot point.

> “Duty is doing the things your heart may well regret” is the most badass line in exsitance, okay?

> The Princess loved science.

2. Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princessess

> The Big Thing: This story is about extremism and the dangers of a binary system. In this case, it’s Law vs Chaos, and unregulated freedom of expression vs overregulated conformity. The 12 are unruly and chaotic and uncaring about their royal status which causes strain on the kingdom and they are super unprepared for royal life. The antagonist comes in, strips the color and the fun and is all rules and control and is trying to teach them how to be “proper ladies” which is also done in an extreme. Neither of these are right, and in the end the girls use their unique interests to save their father, and they acknowledge they should behave better and be prepared for royal life. They essentially find their middle way.

> Realistic siblings. No one calls the other “sister”

> Lacy, the frail sister, is never treated poorly by her sisters despite the fact she causes a few issues in the plot. Super supportive sisters.

> LI isn’t a prince. He’s a shoemaker.

> There’s an assassination attempt in this one! It technically succeeds. Really good show on adult topics in a children’s movie.

> Power and Corruption are thematic here with the villain.

3. Barbie’s Mariposa

> The Big Thing: This one is about destorying an entire society for personal gain and power. If you’re American, you’d understand why THIS is super relevant. The queen is bring poisoned and is the life source for all the lights, and those lights are what protect faeries from the monsters in the dark. The Big Bad Guy plans to take the throne with these monsters as her minions, promising them they can eat faeries. She will destory this land to gain the throne, and she doesn’t care who dies along the way.

> Has a Cinderella vibe to it. Good rendition

> Two First World Entittled rich faries are humbled through the journey, and learn to be king and selfless despite starting with selfish intentions. GROWTH.

> Skeezite is a funny word.

> ACCENTS. I think they’re all Spanish, but can’t confirm. The only Barbie movie that didn’t do British Accents, I’m pretty sure. Vocal Diversity is 10/10

4. Barbie Fairytopia Series

> The Big Thing: DISABILITY IN A FANTASY WORLD DONE WELL. Like holy shit the plot is the Big Bad is commiting bio-terrorism by poisoning the air that affects all faeries except for Elina because she was born without wings. DISABILITY BECOMING THE ONLY THING THAT CAN SAVE YOU. YES. She does get wings at the end, but I always saw it as a prostetic because if she lost her necklace she lost her wings. And in a later movie she has to trade them away to save someone.

> Bibble is valid

> This series does the “girl who doesn’t fit in” trope well because Elina is constantly seen as the girl who doesn’t fit in. In the first movie she’s the girl without wings, in the second she’s the faerie, not a mermaid (Nori gets mean towards her because the mermaid prince wanted a fairy to save him or someting like that), and in the last one, I’m pretty sure she’s sort of regarded as the charity case. I can’t remember exactly, so don’t quote me. Either way, Elina is the most relateable Barbie character for people who struggle fitting in wherever they go because Elina never fits in at first (but it’s a barbie movie, so you know, acceptance and stuff)

> This marks the third movie on this list with an assassination attempt for power. Power #Corrupts

> Good overcoming narrative. Elina survives all her trials towards being accepted in society.

5. Barbie as the Island Princess

> The Big Thing: This one is tricky because Barbie is a white character, and that is a valid critique for this one. However, the topic is handled well despite this fault due to the movie’s context. This one is about a status quo society and their treatment towards a different “Cultural” upbringing. Ro grew up on an island alone outside of society and talks to animals. She has an entire different set of values and beliefs. Her curiosity sets her off into a populated civilzation and a big part of the movie is the Prince Character making genuine efforts to help her adapt and make her comfortable for what she is used to, and the rest of the society relegating her to a barbarian. She struggles trying to fit in to a society that wants her to adapt to their society, but refuses to make any adaptions to hers. Her not being from there is eventually what saves the day, which is a healthy message that differnet people learn the world differnetly, and these cultures can meet and interact and help each other without forcing one to obliterate itself. Ro doesn’t stay in that society. She goes off sailing with the prince character, a happy medium from her island roots and desire to be around other people.

> ANOTHER assassination attempt.

> Big Bad has a daughter she’s trying to marry to the Prince, but the daughter doesn’t love him and is happy that he finds love. she and Ro are friends. 10/10 Women supporting women.

> Ro’s cultural roots are celebrated a lot. It’s nice!

> Prince never puts Ro in a corner to change, from what I remember. He guides her through what she’s willing to do, and helps accomidate her with that makes her uncomfortable (sleeps in the greenhouse,for example). 10/10 m8

6. Barbie and the Diamond Castle

> The Big Thing: The catalyst of this movie is Liana and Alexa’s lively hood being destoryed by a storm, and now homeless and jobless, they end up questing with a magic mirror to save Melody and the other trapped Muses. Alexa is hesitant and even gives up to stay in a Lotus Casino type place because there’s food and shelter there. There’s a heavy value on having enough to eat, and having a place to live. Displacement and poverty, I guess is the right word for this.

> Okay so I heard around that Alexa and Liana are queer coded based on their dress colors in the final scene matching the Lesbian and Bisexual Flag and I stan that because honestly, Barbie need some gay.

> The Will Sing For Food scene hits differently than any other scene in Barbie Movies. It’s just such a real thing.

7. Barbie and the Three Musketeers

> The Big Thing: Sexsim. This one is very on the nose of “women can’t do this.” and then Barbie adn Co proves them wrong!!

> I am pretty sure there are SEVERAL assasination attempts in this one.

> “Release the Fireworks!!” is carved into my mind.

> The Master Trainer is an old lady maid. Cool trope subversion.

Honestly, people who cry about adult themes in their kids movies need to watch these movies. Did you notice how many ASSASSINATIONS happen in these movies? SO MUCH ASSASSINATION.

These movies are deeper and more complex than given credit for. I can admit that Barbie’s early movies didn’t do great with racial representation, but we can also praise them for accomplishing their aim of empowering young girls as much as they did.

I can’t say much for mordern Barbie since that’s not my era. Perhaps someone else can comment about that better than I can.

TL;DR: Barbie movies deal with adult themes in a child friendly setting and they are well done and you should go watch them and see how much deeper and complex these movies can be.

A Barbie Movie I DO NOT STAN: Princess and the Pop Star. That movie is “Two whiny girls hate their privlaged life and wish they were someone else’s privlaged life and I guess help the poor” It’s not good. You can enjoy the bops it produced, but that movie is INSANELY Problomatic.

#Movies #Barbie

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