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fever-project · 3 days

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LU Superhero AU Rambling

It’s so hard to write my thoughts about my Superhero AU into words, so let’s skip a good chunk of the lore and talk about the Links. I’m going to be a bit incoherent because I am very tired right now.

Sky - So for starters there are Blessings and there are Powers. Powers are typically biological and Blessings are well, blessings from the gods. In Sky’s case, his Blessing was his prophetic dreams from Hylia. His Power is um, honestly somewhat body horror so I won’t describe it too much. To put it simply, he grows a bunch of wings, like a biblically accurate angel. And he has a bunch of feathers. Anyways, his Power is a secret to everyone, including Sun, mostly because he recently discovered that he had this power. Everyone else just thinks that his Blessing is actually his Power. So he doesn’t go out into the fray often, but he is good friends with all of the Heroes and Knights. He also goes go-karting with Wild.

Wild - Okay, it’s crazy time now. So Wild used to be a Hero in training and Flora’s personal Knight, but then the Calamity struck(which was much shorter compared to canon because modern AU) and he lost his memories while the other Champions lost their lives. As well as a bunch of other people like Wild’s entire family but let’s not worry about that. He got trapped in a multiple month coma while Flora held the Calamity in place. Then Wild woke up and helped end the Calamity. He didn’t wield the Master Sword for long(he physically couldn’t after he woke up, it burned him and sapped away his life force)but he did speed run fixing the Divine Beasts and gaining the Champion’s Power, since his Power is being able to use the Powers of ghost/spirits. But he kept this Power a secret mainly because he was in complete and utter denial about the ghosts of his friends following him around. He still thinks that he’s just gone crazy, because he would rather have that.

Twilight - Heheh. So, he doesn’t have a Power but does have a Blessing, which is his ability to turn into a wolf. He parades around in his wolf most of the time, the public believing that he’s just a magic wolf spirit that decided to protect humans. Time also used to do that, so everyone thinks the two wolves are related somehow. Twilight and Time are actually cousins in this AU, because they have to be related somehow. He has a heavy face of goth makeup to cover up his markings whenever he wants to go out. But he generally just stays in wolf form most of the time, his Hylian form having the wolf pelt covering his face-with the Hawkeye mask on underneath it-so that when he is forced to transition into a Hylian, no one would know who he was. He also doesn’t talk too much while disguised, only talking to Wild and Red.

Time - He’s a Hero, but not for the reasons you think. He doesn’t use his Power, or even most of his masks, he’s just a great fighter and can be very intimidating. He wears the Mask of Truth almost all the time while on duty, with some people thinking that it allows him to read the minds of his opponents. It doesn’t do that, but it does helps him talk to Twi while he’s in wolf form. When not on duty, he’s on the farm, with his lovey wife Malon and occasionally blessed with the appearance of Twi in his full face of goth makeup. Time knows that the wolf is Twi but doesn’t tell him, it’s a lot funnier this way.

Wars - So there was this time war that no one remembers except for him, Lana, Commander(aka Artemis but I don’t like calling her that sry), and General Impa. So most know of Wars as an exceptionally excellent Knight turned Hero, who is currently training a younger Hero, Wind. Wars’ Power is the ability to use and identify different magical attributes, like Light, Dark, Fire, Water, and Lightning. Also because of the time war, everything kinda got messed up. Basically, it’s the cause of this AU every existing. Wars is very aware of this. He feels very responsible for this, because the whole thing started because Cia is a horrible person and wanted to be with him.

Wind - His Hero name is Wind Waker. Need I say more. He has wind powers. I honestly can’t think of much for him rn, I’m so sorry.

Four - He still hides the fact that he can split into four, but now he is split into four all the time while on duty. Legend is the only one who is aware of this, mainly because he had used the 4Sword before. Four’s Power is being able to turn into a Minish. Also Red is besties with Wolf Twi, they care so much about each other it’s so cute and I wish I could share all my thoughts about it. But alas, I am not going to, because I am far too tired.

Legend - The most famous Hero, unfortunately. He has no Powers of his own, but he does have a fuck ton of magical items and is very skilled with them. Before the story starts he had just came back from Hytopia, being a Triforce Ranger and having the time of his life. But now he has the Power to move his soul between the Doppels, and potentially…other vessels. He’s not going to tell anybody about this, of course not. Currently is training Hyrule, because he feels like Hyrule is connected to him, somehow.

Hyrule - He has a lot of Powers, he is the magic man. He’s a Hero in training even though he already saved two Zeldas, but that’s partially because his area of Hyrule he was from was far away from the area of Hyrule the story’s set. They don’t know much about him and his Zeldas.

Also this is all subject to change and may not be indicative of my actual thoughts and plans for this AU since I am not great at explaining things, especially right now.

#linked universe #linked universe au #lu sky #lu wild #lu twilight #lu time #lu warriors #lu wind #lu four #lu legend #lu hyrule #super hero au #god this kept getting more and more incoherent as I wrote on. literally have to stop myself because no one would understand what I’m saying #I barely understand what I was saying ngl #I’ll uh revisit this one day #I got a lot to say about four twi and wild specially #fever rambles

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errantnight · 11 months

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Quick edit! I am ALWAYS open to asks and prompts! I love them, they give me insane motivation!

Hey, been awhile since I updated this!

Nice to see you today, I'm Errant! I write fanfic and occasionally do art! At the moment my hyperfixation is all about Final Fantasy VII and I have a few fics in the works for that if you're interested! I also have a discord for my fic but it's also just a place to talk about Final Fantasy in general and sefikura/genseph/strifesodos especially.

Some info about my fanfics I've been working on are under the cut! If you want to talk to be about FFVII in general or my fic I love getting asks and almost never get them!

I'm errantnight on Discord but feel free to message me here if you don't have Discord as well!

My Fics

Ruin's Edge is about a time traveling Sephiroth slowly regaining his sanity and balance as he tries to save the Planet from both the Calamity and the Mako Reactors, and make sure Cloud will stay with him forever by any means necessary... I like to think of it as a slow-burn redemption, from mind-controlling psychopath back to the man he might have been if it hadn't been for Hojo and Jenova's bullshit. Needless to say there's a lot of dark things, especially from the beginning, and it's explicit...

Raised by Wolves follows Sephiroth and Cloud as children under the 'care' of Professor Hojo, after Cloud's mother dies and the Nibelheim villagers ignorantly believed that Shinra employees will get Cloud to an orphanage somewhere. This is, needless to say, a very unpleasant experience for the children. It is dark, and sad, but I seriously promise they will all get a happy ending (except Hojo and most of Shinra cause fuck 'em)

Northern Lights is a Vampire AU! Angeal and Genesis are a vampire and a dhampir respectively, stuck with an injured human Sephiroth in Nibelheim for the winter and renting rooms from Cloud. I'm always mean to Cloud, so his mom had died recently, but Angeal and the others won't let Cloud be alone or lonely for long!

Three Words... This is pure mind-control puppet!Cloud smut with Genesis trying to control a post Advent Children Cloud who was dealing with depression and PTSD. He almost got away with it, til Sephiroth showed back up to take back what's his!

I have several one shots as well for FFVII and other fics, most of which are unfinished because I lost interest in those fandoms after spending decades fixated on them. I'll probably finish those someday, or more likely one day I'll rewrite them because I'm 100x better as a write than I was back then!

#ruin's edge #fanfic #ffvii #ff7 #time travel sephiroth #errantnight #ao3 #about me #my fanfics #three words #raised by wolves #northern lights

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wayhaughtao3feed · 11 months

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Love is a tight noose

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/SQVknsz

by ShaunaDZ

Nicole travels to her uncle, needing a change of pace.

Words: 2324, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Wynonna Earp (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Nicole Haught, Waverly Earp, Wynonna Earp, Doc Holliday (Wynonna Earp), Bobo Del Rey | Robert Svane, Chrissy Nedley, Randy Nedley, Calamity Jane Haught

Relationships: Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught, Wynonna Earp & Nicole Haught, Nicole Haught & Randy Nedley, Waverly Earp & Willa Earp, Ward Earp & Wynonna Earp, Ward Earp & Waverly Earp, Waverly Earp & Gus McCready, Bobo Del Rey | Robert Svane/Willa Earp

Additional Tags: Wolf Pack, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Werewolves Turn Into Actual Wolves, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Threats of Rape/Non-Con, Wild West AU

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/SQVknsz

#ao3feed #fanfic #Wayhaught

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ao3-feedwayhaught · 11 months

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Love is a tight noose

by ShaunaDZ

Nicole travels to her uncle, needing a change of pace.

Words: 2324, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Wynonna Earp (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Nicole Haught, Waverly Earp, Wynonna Earp, Doc Holliday (Wynonna Earp), Bobo Del Rey | Robert Svane, Chrissy Nedley, Randy Nedley, Calamity Jane Haught

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/47082121

#wayhaught #wayhaught fics #ao3 #ao3feed

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karakulialiny · 1 year

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My favorite champion is twisted😰

Urbosa was well aware that if she tried to take control of the possessed Vah Naboris, she could die from the huge amount of malice emanating from this beast. Zelda also tried to dissuade her:

"Please, Urbosa! Don't go! If you die, I'll be all alone."

She looked with pity at the girl whom she had long considered her daughter, and wanted to live for her. But at the same time, Urbosa understood that if she did nothing, then the whole Gerudo town could die. And she made up her mind.

"Sorry Zelda. But I have to do this for all of us. You won't be alone after all. I know that."

After these words, Urbosa, with the help of a harpoon, climbed onto Vah Naboris and began to change the direction of its movement. Slugs of malice immediately reached out to absorb their victim, she experienced unbearable pain, but did not give up. The huge colossus could not stand such quick maneuvers and soon fell off its feet. Gerudo town saved! But then something crawled in the direction of Zelda and the guards standing next to her. The girl took a closer look and was horrified - Urbosa was crawling towards her, but instead of an arm she had a huge black-crimson blob, and the lower part of her face was bare to the bone. The guards decided to act immediately: they took spears, put them in the jaw of their former cheif and began to push them apart. Then they began to stab at this zombie with spears until it stopped showing signs of life. This sight shocked Zelda, and even a hundred years later she have nightmares from this moment...

Of course, the events described may not fit into the events of the game (of course, because I didn’t play it and didn’t even watch walkthroughs, I learned the plot through fan posts), but AU is AU for that, to change the plot for yourself. Moreover, one guy was not satisfied that Age of Calamity ended on a happy note, without the deaths of Champions. So, I decided to fix it in my future fanfic on WattPad. Yeah, originally "Backstories" was supposed to be a comic, but then I thought it was too much for me. Plus, my friend TiringAtom got me hooked on writing fanfiction😁. Twisted Urbosa inspired by these grim fanarts.

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#Hyrule Park AU #legend of zelda #Age of calamity #Urbosa #Vah Naboris #Gerudo town #Zelda #Zelda AU #Zelda fanfic #LoZ angst #TRIGGER WARNING #Twisted Champions #Linktober #Linktober 2022 #Sketchbook #Spotify

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silierepersonalblog · 11 months

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//Chuuya's bio/verses/what not:

Biography (short version because dammit his history is long):

Vessel of the god Arahabaki, a god of calamity and destruction Chuuya's earliest memories were of living on the streets trying to survive after waking to find himself in a destroyed facility.

At some point he joined the Sheep, becoming their trump card with his ability. It didn't last forever as they betrayed him and subsequently joined the Port Mafia.

Shortly after he became one half of the feared pair Double Black. Despite the mutual disdain between the two their became a formidable pair until Dazai's eventual betrayal of the Port Mafia, leading to Chuuya taking his place as a Mafia executive.

Verses:

Main Verse. Leave it! (Main Verse)

Canon compliant verse, I will add more as my brain thinks of it.

Au.

Genshin Verse. Do Puppets Bleed? Fuck Around And Find Out (genshin verse) //

Chuuya had been born in Inazuma as a vessel of a thought to be long dead god captured and experimented upon by the fatui. Eventually due to means he doesn't know nor understand he was eventually freed and forced to surive on his own following the accidental destruction of the factility.

The only thing he had with him being a pyro vision.

Terrified and alone he ended up traveling Inazuma alone and only vaguely aware of the thing residing inside him. During his roaming he eventually ended up finding a group of orphans and became something of their defacto leader as they tried to survive on their own.

It came to an end when his own friends betrayed him in order to save themselves by selling him out to the Kanjou Commission. Given no other options he was forced to fight his way out and flee, finding the first chance to get off Inazuma and taking it.

Upon leaving Inazuma he began traveling from Liyue all over the place in search of work.

Au verse. v; who said you will never leave harlan alive (au verse for bitterseadrop) //

A child without a past, without family that just appeared one day in a destitute small town he struggled to survive much of his life, barely having the resources to feed himself.

In his younger years he had found a group of orphans and had become something of their muscle because despite his small size he was easily the fiercest among them. For a while he was satisfied with that, until eventually his so called friends betrayed them as they metaphorically threw him to the wolves and sold him out to a crime boss that had taken offense to him stealing from some of his men.

Chuuya narrowly escaped the man's revenge and ended up in a neighboring town named Harlan. It had something of a saying 'you will never leave Harlan alive' and for a time he got by working in the mines barely getting by until eventually he earned enough to skip town. From there he became a drifter going from place to place doing whatever anyone that was paying had need help for.

More often than not though he was something of hired muscle, you wanted to get a point across you hired him.

#silere muse: nakahara chuuya

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calamity-aims · 2 years

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calamity-aims/always_a_slut_for_hc fic masterpost

Hi! I’m calamity, currently obsessed with writing (and drawing) about Star Wars. My AO3

multi-chapter:

their days are darker: commander fox, commander wolffe, commander cody, commander bly || after the death of arc trooper fives, an altercation at 79's leads wolffe to spend his leave snooping around the coruscant guard. fox assumes he'll drop it and leave the corries to their fate; it's what everyone else has done. he is very, very wrong. (happy ending)

i’ve been sent up & i’ve been shot down: commander fox, commander wolffe, commander thire || an AU of ‘their days are darker’ in which cody court-martials fox and he is sent to solitary confinement to await his sentencing. (complete, happy ending)

your heartbeat’s a countdown: jedi & clones || the jedi order discovers very early on that their army of clones is an army of thermal detonators, primed to blow. crack!fic. (happy ending)

and the arms of the ocean deliver me: cal kestis & commander fox || ten years after the rise of the empire, the city-planet of coruscant has had enough. cal kestis is its chosen prophet, to be sent back in time and prevent the fall of the republic. (happy ending)

single-chapter:

took a shot and didn’t even come close: commander fox, commander wolffe, commander cody || a night out at 79′s goes bad for commander fox, but cody and wolffe are there to help. (happy ending)

get in line and I’ll grieve you: commander cody & commander fox || faie and cody recover fox, six months after the end of the war. (happy ending)

don’t fret precious, i’m here: quinlan vos/commander fox || quinlan is acting odd - he won’t tell fox where they’re going. (happy ending)

exploitation, hesitation: commander fox, commander cody, obi-wan kenobi || the coruscant guard makes a mistake while working with the 212th attack battalion. fox prepares to take the heat. (happy ending)

night so black that the darkness hummed: jon antilles & commander bacara || jon antilles investigates a distress call in deep hyperspace. (happy ending)

how far down i can sink: commander neyo & trilla suduri || after the fall of the republic, purge trooper neyo meets trilla suduri. (happy ending)

i’ll take no gold, i’ll take no silver: commander fox & oc clone trooper fen || a shiny corrie guard watches commander fox protect him from the dangers of coruscant. (dark)

maybe spit some blood at the camera: commander fox, commander thire, & sheev palpatine || thire has a plan to rescue fox. it doesn’t work. (happy ending by @chiafett - or climb to your feet and manage a scream)

talking to a dead dead line: captain rex & arc trooper fives || on corellia, fives manages to get robbed, get a concussion, and adopt a tiny han solo. (happy-ish ending)

side by side, just within reach: quinlan vos/commander fox || quinlan and fox get stuck in an elevator. (happy ending)

elysium is as far as to: aayla secura & anakin skywalker || gladiator fusion AU; post-order 66, aayla secura and emperor skywalker face off (happy-ish ending?)

up the wolves: commander neyo & commander faie || dred priest has left neyo no choice. (happy ending)

adam raised a cain: commander bacara & commander neyo || neyo and bacara are four years old and already dred priest’s little project. (now with a happy coda requested by @chiafett)

more human than human: captain rex & commander cody || bladerunner 2049 fusion AU; rex sprints through the streets of los angeles, pursued by a familiar face.

too much, too late, or just not enough of this: commander fox, captain rex, anakin skywalker, & commander thorn || on the hunt for ahsoka tano, anakin skywalker makes the decision to remove fox from the equation. (incomplete; will have a happy ending)

in our secret world we were colliding: commander bacara & jon antilles || bacara isn’t expecting to be rescued, especially by a strange jedi. (happy ending)

better off against worse for wear: dogma & the 501st || locked in the umbaran brig with dogma, pong krell has a plan to escape. (happy ending)

everyone wants a double feature: commander wolffe & commander fox || pacific rim fusion AU; wolffe gets chronic migraines. (happy-ish ending)

partaylir: commander thorn & commander fox || fox returns from reconditioning on kamino. (happy ending)

rise above my station: captain rex & pong krell || rex takes damage from an angry besalisk.

we treat mishaps like sinking ships: dogma & tup || dogma is dogmatic; tup is torn.

bright smile, dark eyes: commander thorn/padme amidala || thorn and padme’s first kiss. (happy ending)

i foresee terrible trouble: captain rex & anakin skywalker || anakin learns some harsh truths when he, rex, and fives are captured.

look away down: the coruscant guard commanders || the coruscant guard isn't on the front lines, but they bear battle scars anyway.

open hand or closed fist: commander colt & asajj ventress || at the battle of kamino, ventress doesn’t kill colt - she takes him.

cold hands warm heart: the bad batch || tech unsuccessfully tries to fix a ship. his brothers successfully get him to join the cuddle pile. (happy ending)

also, playlists!

their days are darker playlist

febuwhump fic titles playlist

#calamity writing #writing masterpost #WHEW #i finished febuwhump and here it is

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motherspider-blog · 6 years

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VERSE TAG DROP ( and a couple special secret tags. )

#WE HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN HOW TO BECOME MONSTERS. | verse: 800 years past.#WHAT IS STIRRING BEYOND THE WALL? CALAMITY. | verse: arachnophobia.#I FORGOT SOFTNESS BECAUSE IT DID NOT SUIT ME. | verse: pure madness.#VIOLENCE IS A WORD WITH EIGHT BRIGHT TEETH. | au: bnha.#SHE HUMS INTO THE SOFT DARK. | au: fire emblem.#I WANT YOUR HEART. I THINK I MEAN TO EAT IT. | ship: arachne & ashura.#WE ARE THE WOLVES IN THIS FAIRYTALE. | ship: arachne & giriko.#i think thats all i need for now...............#until i figure out other shit

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tuesdayintheservantshall · 2 years

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Can you recommend any Thomas fic whump? Ty 💕

I sure can! Some I particularly enjoyed:

Downton Noir by Jolie_Black is technically more angst than whump on Thomas's part IIRC but I suspect it will still fit the bill extremely well. Barris.

Not Much of An Everyone (To Get On With) also by Jolie_Black has both whump and angst for Thomas. Gen.

A Long Road by ThisThatAndTheOther is, again, angsty and whumpy. Gen. Note: portrays Jimmy as not a friend to Thomas. It's a minor part of the story, but given my Jimmy adoring self is reccing it I figured a head's up is in order.

Forever Tuesday Morning by irrationalgame is Jimmy angst with a time loop in which various calamities befall Thomas. Thommy.

Rearview Mirror by irrationalgame (note: Philip is a serious Bad Guy here) Thommy

The Wolves of the Abbey by drcalvin is a WIP but it's very compelling! Thomas/Matthew

We act according to what we believe (ourselves to be) by caeli1701 Thommy with some mutual rescuing

Infuriating and Unbelievable by Infinity2020 Barris, modern au (extreme bad guy Philip in this one too)

others that cater slightly less to my personal taste but are very whumpy and enjoyed by many:

Unwanted Guests by WolfenM

and most of what RailMeBarrow writes is whump!

EDIT: can’t believe I forgot Dementian, possibly the fandom’s most famous writer of whump! There is a massive amount of whump in I think every fic she’s written.

I'm sure I'm still missing or forgetting other gems, so do chime in followers and passersby with your own faves!

#thomas barrow #fic recs

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valdomarx · 4 years

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Geraskier Fic Masterpost

Sweetness and fluff

Geralt doesn’t fall in love

Doing kind things for each other

The opposite of loneliness

A small wager

Shut up, Jaskier

Geralt hears Jaskier's thoughts

In the spring, Jaskier smells like applewine

Steel & silver

The scent of home

Geralt despises hot days

Jaskier bonds with Ciri

Five times Jaskier uses an endearment

Fake relationship

A marriage of convenience

Accidentally married

Fake marriage misunderstandings

Fake engagement at Lettenhove

Pining

Geralt thinks about kissing Jaskier

Geralt doesn’t touch Jaskier often

Jaskier is a tactile person

Geralt can’t bear to leave Jaskier

Jaskier is cursed to be untouchable

Cuddling and snuggling

Jaskier gives great hugs

Huddling for warmth

Only one bed

Potion toxicity

Gentle touching

Jaskier has a close call on a hunt

Geralt likes his space

Jaskier gets hypothermia

Caretaking

First time Jaskier patches Geralt up

Geralt taking care of Jaskier

Jaskier shaves Geralt

Incident and Injury

Jaskier suffers a most grievous injury

Geralt is protective

Jaskier cooks for Geralt

Jaskier does little favours for Geralt

Game Geralt and Show Jaskier

game!Geralt meets show!Jaskier

Geralt invites Jaskier to Corvo Bianco

Autistic!Geralt and ADHD!Jaskier

Geralt loves Jaskier’s clothes + continuation

Jaskier is easily distracted

Geralt is largely nonverbal

Jaskier is Geralt’s security blanket

Angst and Hurt/Comfort

Dead doesn’t mean gone

Jaskier has abandonment issues

A casual arrangement

Jaskier gets injured on a hunt

Geralt thinks he's ugly + fix it

Geralt never looks Jaskier in the eye

Geralt makes Jaskier cry + fix-it (ish)

Orpheus and Eurydice AU

Post-mountain

Geralt never listens to Jaskier’s songs

Geralt misses Jaskier

Jaskier misses Geralt

Season 2 reunion scene script

Jaskier leaves Geralt gifts when they part

Jaskier gets kidnapped

Jaskier goes to the coast alone

Humor

Body swap shenanigans

Hit by a truth spell

Jaskier is a cute drunk

Jaskier and Geralt run into Valdo Marx

Jaskier makes friends with an alpaca

Jaskier thinks he is good at flirting

Jaskier is in need of inspiration

Geralt’s delicate sensibilities

Geralt is a man of old fashioned sensibilities

Jaskier trying on new clothes

Geralt helps Jaskier dress

Geralt has a thing for Jaskier’s ankles

An unconscionable scandal

Geralt finds a saucy book

Strip gwent

the Great Bathing Calamity of 1249

Jaskier suffers from a terrible cold

Jaskier’s flirting is most untoward

Maximum himbo

Geralt suspects Jaskier is in love

Jaskier loves Geralt’s cat eyes

Jaskier has developed A Type

Mysterious gwent player captures Geralt’s attention

Action scenes

Five signs

Jaskier is surprisingly handy with a dagger

High toxicity

Creature!Jaskier

Jaskier finds out he’s half incubus

siren!Jaskier

fae!Jaskier

necromancer!Jaskier

red dragon!Jaskier headcanons

Winters in Kaer Morhen

Jaskier has slept with all the wolves except Geralt

Jaskier sees the witchers knitting

Geralt wants to ask Jaskier to Kaer Morhen

Geralt misses Jaskier at Kaer Morhen

Comfortably ensconced

Jaskier gets shared around Kaer Morhen

Jaskier loses a bet

Geralt is secretly the slutty one

On tonight’s menu: spit-roasted bard

Vesemir is daddy now

Geralt is jealous of Lambert

Geralt watches Jaskier with Lambert

Spicy

Brothelverse masterpost

Geralt talks Jaskier off

Geralt is chatty in bed

Five times Geralt watches Jaskier get off

Predator and prey chase

Scratching an itch

Sex pollen

Leaving a mark

Geralt overhears Jaskier fucking

Tender rope bondage

Suggestive

Five times Jaskier seduced the monster

Jaskier gets manhandled

Jaskier gets tied up on a hunt

Geralt scenting Jaskier

Jaskier eats strawberries, Geralt watches

A near miss

#this is... a lot huh #if you're looking for somewhere to begin popular stuff is bolded so you could start there #geraskier #the witcher #my masterpost

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elstreem · 3 years

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ALBW Roleswap AU...thing?

Trying to write about this idea where it's Hyrule that got devastated and so Link seeks help from Ravio and Hilda in Lorule. Long post, but here's what I've written about it. I don't think I'm gonna do anything more substantial for it, but it's fun writing this.

Here's a google docs version that's prolly easier to read: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Ar_f6wXBTeY3DGfWeM667QqwvyS-2GfrlZTMCcKQ6BY/edit?usp=sharing

ALBW AU: The Appointed Knight and the Feral Hero

Among the realms created by the Divine mothers, two were tied like the two sides of a coin - both fair kingdoms, with a royal family who protected the sacred relic, Triforce. The Triforce was the sum of the Goddesses’ powers left in these realms, and was even said to be able to grant wishes, leading some to seek its power...unbeknownst to the guardians of the Triforce, it also serves as the cornerstone of their respective realms. No one knows what would happen if the Triforce was broken in some form, for it has never happened before…

As mentioned, the Triforce was left in two particular realms, so close and yet far from each other. The realm bathed in warm sunlight was called Hyrule, while the realm under the cover of soothing darkness was called Lorule. Without knowing of it, the denizens of these two realms prospered similarly to each other. But they were never able to meet, save for when a slight distortion in time and space would show times and places through mirrors and reflections. Only a passing mystery, and were it not for a grievous calamity, perhaps there would never have been a time when Hyrule would need aid from Lorule…

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The clamor of war rang loudly throughout Hyrule Castle. The castle was besieged by terrible forces, slavering monsters and twisted ghouls, howling as they clashed with the soldiers of Hyrule. Men shouted and attacked, hoping to defend their kingdom to the last. However, this was not where the real battle was to be found. In the chaos, there was only one place of stillness - the castle sanctuary, where the princess stood and her knight stood against the demon king, who had risen again. Behind the two protectors of the kingdom, the Triforce shone with a radiant light. “Hand over the Triforce,” Ganon rumbled, hands flexed around a trident. The princess stretched out a hand, tapping into her magical heritage. Link readied his blade and shield - they would never let this monster ruin the world with the Triforce’s power. Never.

The battle began, trident slashing, magic weaving, sword and shield parrying. Link and Zelda fought desperately against the strength of Ganon, who shrugged off their attacks as though it could only annoy him. With a roar, Ganon swatted away Link, the young Hylian’s slight frame getting thrown into the wall with force to crack his bones. Zelda cried out, but she did not waver - even as Ganon lunged forward to lay his hands on the Triforce, she spun around and reached for the relic herself.

“Oh goddesses, protect us!” Zelda wished with all her heart, but even as her words tapped into the Triforce’s power, Ganon’s own hand had reached the relic.

Even while bloodied and bruised, and screaming from the effort, Link got up, trying to move, desperate, as Ganon wished for Hyrule’s destruction.

The two wishes, opposite to each other, warred within the activated relic. Link tried to run, to reach for Zelda even as the Triforce shattered with explosive power, with blinding light pouring out of it.

In those terrible last moments, Link saw the princess turn to him, her form becoming rigid. Ganon too, had stopped - and Link found his own consciousness dimming, burning with only one thought. He had failed his home.

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The sun was yet to rise and all was still in the dark hours preceding dawn.

Or so it was supposed to be, if it weren’t for the angry yells of a woman and a sound of scurrying feet.

The village Blacksmith groaned and hauled himself up from his bed, drearily wiping a hand across his face as his wife rushed into the room.

“Now what is this ruckus all about!?” the Blacksmith complained.

“The stinking thief is back! I told you to report it to the castle, but no, you just had to wait for proof! Well, here’s the proof you want!” the hassled woman said sharply, and she grabbed hold of her husband’s arm and fairly dragged him outside, causing a string of complaints. She ignored the fact that he was barefoot and still in his sleeping clothes and hurried him into the cold air of the early morning. She paused very briefly to grab a fresh torch, and continued along. When she stopped, the Blacksmith was not in the most agreeable mood, but even he could see the damage.

The pots they used for storing water and grains were smashed, and their little garden that had once been full of promising vegetables had been ransacked. But even with the messy scene one could see paw prints in the dirt.

“What was it?” the Blacksmith asked, taking the torch from his wife. He knelt to take a closer look at the destruction.

She sniffed and crossed her arms. “I wasn’t sure - I just heard the sounds of a pot getting smashed and I rushed on over here. I only caught it running away, but it looked beastly, all matted fur and glowing eyes - ugh!”

It would be no match for you in your state, the Blacksmith thought, and he hid a grin. Keeping a straight face, he stood up again and said, “Well, I’ll call on our neighbor to help. No need to alert the Castle.”

She gave a disbelieving snort. “That lad is good for nothing but lounging around!”

“But still, he’s the appointed knight of the realm. Go on inside dear, that is enough trouble for one morning,” the Blacksmith said.

After putting on work clothes and making sure that everything was secured, the Blacksmith walked on over to a house on a hill, keeping his eyes peeled for any lurking creatures. However, upon reaching the house, the man gave a groan - of all the mornings he made this trip, today was the miraculous day the appointed knight was not sleeping in. The house was dark and a piece of paper was tacked to the door. The paper read:

“If you’re looking for me, I’m at the Castle!” - Knight of the Realm, Ravio.

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Morning came and went, the sun’s rays bringing cheer and light to the land. Within the Castle’s kitchen, the maids and cooks were bustling about, preparing food for lunch. But in the middle of all this activity, a boy was sitting still, snacking on an apple as he idled the time away.

“Surely you have business to do, Ravio?” one of the exasperated cooks asked, watching Ravio take another apple from the kitchen’s stores and eat it.

“I’m in the business of filling my energy up after an early morning training!” Ravio said, grinning as much as he could with a mouthful of apple.

“...right,” the cook muttered. Sure, Ravio had been in the castle before dawn’s light, but all the staff saw of him was him taking a nap in the knight’s training room.

A page popped into the castle kitchens, and seeing Ravio, marched up to him. Ravio’s grin slid off his face as he saw the page’s gleeful look. He knew what that meant.

“Her Grace, Princess Hilda, commands the Knight of the Realm to the Counsel Room!” the page said as loudly as possible. The nearby kitchen staff snickered as Ravio stood up and wiped the apple juice off his face.

Ravio might not fear monsters, but he had a healthy fear of his closest friend.

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"I tell you, your Grace, something has been ferreting around, stealing food and making a ruckus. The missus reckons it’s some sort of beast from what she saw. Maybe a wolf? But then again…"

"There are no wolves in Lorule."

"Exactly!"

"Well, wolves or no wolves, if it is disturbing the peace our appointed knight of the realm should be looking into it," Princess Hilda of Lorule said.

Her crimson eyes flicked over to said knight of the realm, even if he wasn't acting like it. Ravio might have looked the part, wearing armor stamped with the royal sigil of Lorule. It was an impressive enough sight that most never minded the lack of a sword at his back. However, instead of standing at duty, he was slouching, idly tugging at his scarf and wishing the audience would be over.

Hilda cleared her throat and tapped her staff on the ground, making Ravio jump nervously. As carefree as he was, he did not like testing Hilda's temper.

"Yess, your Grace?" Ravio asked.

"The Blacksmith brought his problem personally to the castle, Ravio. And I say, you must look into it this time," Hilda said, emphasizing her last two words.

Ravio groaned. Hilda was annoyed that the Blacksmith had to bring this problem up personally. Okay, so he was the knight of the realm, but that did not mean he had to solve every problem his neighbors had, right?

Then again, it seemed like a monster was involved.

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The bushes underneath the trees rustled, and as Ravio followed close, he saw a pair of eyes looking out at him from the shadows. They glowed as they caught the light, and Ravio hesitated - human eyes did not glow like that, which could only mean this was a monster.

He quickly grabbed his Hookshot, and fired - the claw shot through the air. The beast leapt clear, but was too slow by just a second and caught a glancing blow. Ravio heard a yelp, and some footsteps going away. Ravio gave chase - even a glancing blow from a Hookshot was enough to give the most hardened monster some pause. And a pause was all he needed for another shot, and whatever his faults, Ravio had a good eye. Again the Hookshot pierced the air, and this time he scored a direct hit. Ravio knew it from the way the Hookshot had struck.

He hurried after the beast and came into the circle of trees, where he found something lying limp on the ground.

"Got you," Ravio murmured to himself, grabbing his bow. He readied an arrow at the beast, and was about to loose the projectile when the beast twitched and groaned - but the groan did not sound at all beastly.

Ravio dropped the bow and came close - yes, now that he was near he could see a hand peeking out from underneath some clothing. Perhaps a humanoid monster? But in the next moment he heard a soft whisper, and the creature went still. Ravio dropped to his knees beside the figure and turned him over, gasping at what he found. The "monster" was a lad his age, covered in a dirty old cloak. He couldn't see much of the boy's face as it was covered in grime and dirty blonde hair that spilled over one side of his face, but it was definitely a human.

"Hey! Can you hear me?"

All he got as a response was a sigh. Ravio's blood went cold, remembering how the boy had gone still. Ravio dropped his head onto the boy's chest, and listened hard - it was faint, but there was breath and a heartbeat within him.

Moving quickly, Ravio pulled up a bottle of Red Potion and carefully tipped it to the boy's lips - he was unresponsive at first, but when Ravio put a drop of potion to his lips, the lad's tongue licked it away. Very, very carefully, Ravio put a small amount to the boy's mouth, and he swallowed it. In this way, the boy finished the bottle of red potion, which brought back some color to his face.

"Hey, hold on, okay? Stay with me, here," Ravio said. He slung the boy's arm over his shoulders, and putting his own arm around the boy's hip, he stood up. The boy's head leaned limply into Ravio's shoulder, and Ravio fought the urge to sneeze - the guy smelled bad - like he'd been sleeping in the wilds and rolled through mud, kind of bad.

The lad was dead weight, and Ravio had a hard time pulling him along. It was with relief that Ravio heard the Blacksmith calling.

"Ahoy! What have you got there? The beast?"

"Nah, I clobbered the beast good, it should stay away. But I found a stranger, he clearly needs help," Ravio reported. The knight's normally jolly tone was urgent and the Blacksmith knew he wasn't goofing around.

"Alright, here I go! Phew, this one needs a bath," the Blacksmith grunted as he scooped the boy up easily.

"And a good meal - he feels almost dead," Ravio panted, relieved at having the weight off his shoulders.

"Bother, the house is full of weapons to be shipped - we should put him in your house, yeah?" the Blacksmith said.

"Mine!?" Ravio said in dismay.

"Of course. You helped him, you have to see it through," the Blacksmith said.

"Oh, I guess. He better pay rent," Ravio muttered.

For all of Ravio's words he was anxious for the boy and was relieved when the Blacksmith put him into his own bed.

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The boy wandered back inside, shrugging off his cloak. Ravio looked up with a smile and then gasped in surprise - with the grime wiped away, he could have sworn the face he was looking at was his own.

Well, not quite - the stranger's hair was blond and his eyes were blue. Also, he had seriously dark bags under his eyes and hollow cheeks, like he had missed many good meals and nights of sleep.

"Whoa - wow, this is a shocker - talk about seeing your twin," Ravio said.

The boy looked blankly at him.

"…look .are you really just speechless with shock all the time?" Ravio asked.

The boy shifted his feet uncomfortably.

"Well, nothing for it. Here, maybe some food will loosen you up. You look faint with hunger," Ravio said.

The boy nodded gratefully, and dropped himself into one of the chairs at the table.

Ravio brought out a plate, filled with goods from the castle - bread, butter, fried eggs and apple slices. He had a feeling that the boy was hungry, and he was right - though the lad tried to restrain himself for politeness, he gulped down the meal as if famished. Ravio busied himself with cleaning his kitchen, which was a little dusty.

“Well, you look much better now that you had a bite or ten in you,” Ravio said as the boy set down his spoon and fork with a sigh.

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"Well Ravio, have you considered one thing?"

"What?" Ravio asked, shifting uncomfortably at seeing Hilda's raised eyebrow.

"That maybe…you're talking way too much to give space," Hilda said tartly.

"Hey!" Ravio said in indignation. Hilda didn't show any outward signs of amusement, but Ravio knew her long enough to know that her eyes were smiling at the joke. It almost made the little jab worth it.

"Anyway, I shall go see this stranger, see if I can loosen his tongue," Hilda said.

The response however, was far more dramatic than the two expected. On seeing Hilda enter the room, the boy's eyes widened, and he hurriedly dropped to one knee and put his hand on his chest in a knight's bow. Hilda and Ravio traded glances.

"Please stand, good sir. I heard from Ravio about your appearance…but please, tell us more about yourself," Hilda said.

The boy raised his head, but looked down again and sadly shook his head. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but no words came out. He raised his hands and folded them in front of his throat.

"Ah, so you cannot speak…I'm sorry to have asked it without consideration," Hilda said.

The boy shook his head as if trying to reassure her there was no offense.

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A stone statue stood inside the blasted courtyard. Even petrified, the beauty of the strange lass was not marred at all - her form perfectly captured in rock. She would have looked lovely if it weren't for the expression of horror on her face. The wolf circled the statue, and Ravio read a great sadness in Link's blue eyes.

Ravio drew close and saw, among the petrified waves of the lass's hair, a crown, and her dress bore a banner displaying a royal crest similar to Lorule's.

The wolf sat down, facing the statue, before raising his head and giving off a lonely howl.

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Aaaand that's it. I have a few more ideas to toss into this (Link and Ravio searching for the lost Master Sword of Lorule? Hilda facing off against Ganon?) but I highly doubt I can add anything more weighty to this. I don't even have a proper explanation for why Link turns into a wolf (though in my mind, what's happened to Hyrule is a similar situation to the Twilight, where time has stopped and the souls of Hylians are left as wandering, dazed wraiths.) I might post other writing scraps if I feel like it?

#oh look it's actually writing #like the thing I studied #man I'm so dried up when it comes to words #legend of zelda #a link between worlds #albw #link #ravio #zelda #hilda #gonna drop this and go

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The complete list of films featured in 2021′s “31 Days of Oscar” marathon

What follows is the exhaustive list of all 403 short- and feature-length films featured on this blog over the last thirty-one days for the 31 Days of Oscar marathon. This number is up from last year’s count of 327 and is the second-highest number of films I have ever featured in this marathon (behind the 410 films from 2016). Despite the number, this remains only a fraction of the nearly 5,000 films that have been nominated for Academy Awards. This year’s marathon was harder to plan than usual due to the fact it was presented in alphabetical order - with the exception of any write-ups I did.

BREAKDOWN BY DECADE 1927-1929: 7 1930s: 44 1940s: 63 1950s: 63 1960s: 46 1970s: 25 1980s: 29 1990s: 28 2000s: 25 2010s: 43 2020s: 30

Year with most representation (2020 excluded): 1940 (ten films) Median year: 1964

And now, the list. Best Picture winners and the one (and only) winner for Unique and Artistic Production are in bold. Asterisked (*) films are films I haven’t seen in their entirety as of the publishing of this post.

A.I. Artificial Intelligence (2001)

Ace in the Hole (1951)

Adam’s Rib (1949)*

The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938)

After the Thin Man (1936)*

Airport (1970)*

Aladdin (1992)

Albert Nobbs (2011)

Alexander’s Ragtime Band (1938)

All Quiet on the Western Front (1930)

Almost Famous (2000)

An American in Paris (1951)

Anastasia (1956)

Anatomy of a Murder (1959)

Annie (1982)

Around the World in Eighty Days (1956)

Arrival (2016)

Au Revoir Les Enfants (1987, France)

The Awful Truth (1937)

Babe (1995)

Baby Doll (1956)*

Ballad of a Soldier (1959, Soviet Union)*

The Band Wagon (1953)

Bao (2018 short)

Ben-Hur (1959)

Berkeley Square (1933)

The Best Man (1964)

Better Days (2019, Hong Kong)*

The Big Chill (1983)*

The Birds (1963)

Birds Anonymous (1957 short)

Black Orpheus (1959, Brazil)

BlacKkKlansman (2018)

Blue Velvet (1986)

Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan (2006)*

Borat Subsequent Moviefilm: Delivery of Prodigious Bribe to American Regime for Make Benefit Once Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan (2020)*

The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957)

Brief Encounter (1945)

Brotherhood (2018 short, Tunisia/Canada/Qatar/Sweden)

Cabin in the Sky (1943)

Calamity Jane (1953)

Carol (2015)*

Casablanca (1942)

Casino (1995)*

Charade (1963)

The Circus (1928)

Citizen Kane (1941)

City of God (2002, Brazil)*

Claudine (1974)*

Closely Watched Trains (1966, Czechoslovakia)

Coraline (2009)*

Da 5 Bloods (2020)*

Dances with Wolves (1990)

Death in Venice (1971)*

Destination Moon (1950)*

The Devil and Daniel Webster (1941)

Down Argentine Way (1940)

Dunkirk (2017)

Easter Parade (1948)

The Edge of Democracy (2019, Brazil)*

Educated Fish (1937 short)*

El Cid (1961)*

Elmer Gantry (1960)

The End of the Affair (1999)*

Ernest & Celestine (2012, France/Belgium)

Face to Face (1976, Sweden)*

The Fallen Idol (1948)

Fantasia (1940)

A Fantastic Woman (2017, Chile)*

Far from the Madding Crowd (1967)*

A Farewell to Arms (1932)*

A Few Good Men (1992)*

Five Easy Pieces (1970)*

The Five Pennies (1959)

The 5,000 Fingers of Dr. T. (1953)

Flower Drum Song (1961)

Flowers and Trees (1932 short)

Flying Down to Rio (1933)*

For All Mankind (1989)

For Sama (2019)*

Forbidden Planet (1956)

Forrest Gump (1994)

42nd Street (1933)

Four Days in November (1964)*

The Four Feathers (1939)

The 400 Blows (1959, France)

Four Weddings and a Funeral (1994)*

From Here to Eternity (1953)

Funny Face (1957)

Funny Girl (1968)

Fury (1936)*

Gandhi (1982)

The Garden of Allah (1936)

Garden Party (2017 short, France)

Gaslight (1944)

Giant (1956)

Gigi (1958)

Gladiator (2000)

The Godfather (1972)

The Godfather, Part II (1974)

Goodbye, Mr. Chips (1939)

Gorillas in the Mist (1988)*

Gosford Park (2001)

Grand Hotel (1932)

Grand Prix (1966)*

The Great Beauty (2013, Italy)

The Great Race (1965)

The Great Ziegfeld (1936)

Green Book (2018)

Green Dolphin Street (1947)*

The Green Mile (1999)*

Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner (1967)

Gunfight at the O.K. Corral (1957)

Gunga Din (1939)

Hair Love (2019 short)

Hallelujah (1929)*

Hamlet (1948)

Hamlet (1990)

Hamlet (1996)

Hangmen Also Die! (1943)*

The Happiest Millionaire (1967)

A Hard Day’s Night (1964)

Harlan County U.S.A. (1976)

The Harvey Girls (1946)

Heartbreak Ridge (1986)*

The Heiress (1949)

Hell’s Angels (1930)*

Henry V (1989)

Here Comes Mr. Jordan (1941)

Hero (2002, China)*

Hidden Figures (2016)

The High and the Mighty (1954)*

High Noon (1952)

High Society (1956)

Himalaya (1999, France/Switzerland/United Kingdom/Nepal)*

Home Alone (1990)

Honeysuckle Rose (1980)*

Hoosiers (1986)

The House on 92nd Street (1945)*

How the West Was Won (1962)

How to Survive a Plague (2012)*

I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang (1932)

I Married a Witch (1942)*

I Never Sang for My Father (1970)

I Vitelloni (1953, Italy)*

I Wanted Wings (1941)*

I, Tonya (2017)*

Ida (2013, Poland)

Imitation of Life (1959)

In Cold Blood (1967)

In the Absence (2018 short, South Korea)

In the Heat of the Night (1967)

Inherit the Wind (1960)

Inside Daisy Clover (1965)*

Inside Moves (1980)*

It Happened One Night (1934)

It Happened Tomorrow (1944)*

It Should Happen to You (1954)*

It’s Always Fair Weather (1955)

Jackie Brown (1997)*

Jammin’ the Blues (1944 short)*

Jaws (1975)

The Jazz Singer (1927)

Jerry’s Cousin (1951 short)

Jesus Camp (2006)*

Jezebel (1938)

Jim: The James Foley Story (2016)*

Joe’s Violin (2016 short)

The Journey of Natty Gann (1985)

Joyeux Noel (2005, France)

Judgment at Nuremberg (1961)

Julia (1977)*

Juliet of the Spirits (1965, Italy)

Kagemusha (1980, Japan)

The Karate Kid (1984)

The Killers (1946)*

The King and I (1956)

The King’s Speech (2010)

The Kite Runner (2007)

Knights of the Round Table (1953)*

Knives Out (2019)

Kundun (1997)*

La Ronde (1950, France)*

La Strada (1954, Italy)

La Traviata (1982, Italy)*

Lady Be Good (1941)*

The Lady Eve (1941)

The Ladykillers (1955)*

The Last Emperor (1987)

A Letter to Three Wives (1949)

The Life Ahead (2020, Italy)*

Life is Beautiful (1997, Italy)

Life with Feathers (1945 short)

Lili (1953)

Lilies of the Field (1963)

The Lion in Winter (1968)*

Little Caesar (1931)

A Little Romance (1979)

Little Women (2019)

Logan (2017)

The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003)

Lost Horizon (1937)

Love Affair (1939)*

Love Story (1970)*

Loving Vincent (2017)

The Magic Flute (1975, Sweden)

The Magnificent Ambersons (1942)

Malcolm X (1992)

The Maltese Falcon (1941)

A Man for All Seasons (1966)

The Man Who Knew Too Much (1956)

The Manchurian Candidate (1962)

Maria Full of Grace (2004, Colombia)*

Meet Me in Las Vegas (1956)*

Meet Me in St. Louis (1944)

Mighty Joe Young (1949)*

Milk (2008)

Million Dollar Mermaid (1952)*

The Miracle Worker (1962)*

Mon Oncle (1958, France)

Monsieur Hulot’s Holiday (1953, France)*

Mutiny on the Bounty (1935)

My Fair Lady (1964)

My Favorite Wife (1940)

My Favorite Year (1982)

My Night at Maud’s (1969)*

The Narrow Margin (1952)

The Natural (1984)

Nebraska (2013)

Network (1976)

Night Must Fall (1937)*

Nightcrawler (2014)*

The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993)

Ninotchka (1939)

Nowhere in Africa (2001, Germany)*

Odd Man Out (1947)*

The Official Story (1985, Argentina)*

Oklahoma! (1955)*

Oliver! (1968)

On Golden Pond (1981)*

On the Riviera (1951)*

On the Waterfront (1954)

One Day in September (1999)*

One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975)

One Foot in Heaven (1941)

One Hour with You (1932)

One Potato, Two Potato (1964)*

Only Angels Have Wings (1939)*

Our Town (1940)

Paisan (1946, Italy)

Pal Joey (1957)*

Pan’s Labyrinth (2006, Mexico)

Paper Moon (1973)*

Parasite (2019, South Korea)

The Parent Trap (1961)

A Passage to India (1984)*

Patton (1970)

Pelle the Conqueror (1987, Denmark)*

Period. End of Sentence. (2018 short)

Persepolis (2007, France)

The Philadelphia Story (1940)

The Picture of Dorian Gray (1945)

Pigs in a Polka (1943 short)*

Pillow Talk (1959)*

Pinocchio (1940)

Places in the Heart (1984)*

Poltergeist (1982)

Portrait of Jennie (1948)

Precious (2009)*

The Prisoner of Zenda (1937)

The Private Life of Helen of Troy (1927)*

The Private Lives of Elizabeth and Essex (1939)*

The Producers (1967)

Psycho (1960)

Pulp Fiction (1994)

Purple Rain (1984)

Puss Gets the Boot (1940 short)

Pygmalion (1938)

Quiet Please! (1945 short)

Quo Vadis, Aida? (2020, Bosnia-Herzegovina)*

Rachel, Rachel (1968)*

Ran (1985, Japan)

Random Harvest (1942)

Rashômon (1950, Japan)

Rasputin and the Empress (1932)*

Rear Window (1954)

Rebecca (1940)

Red River (1948)

The Red Shoes (1948)

A River Runs Through It (1992)

Road to Perdition (2002)

Roma (2018, Mexico)

Saludos Amigos (1942)

Same Time, Next Year (1978)*

The Secret of Kells (2009)

Sense and Sensibility (1995)*

Sergeant York (1941)

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (1954)

Seven Samurai (1954, Japan)

Shadow of a Doubt (1943)

The Shape of Water (2017)

Shaun the Sheep Movie (2015)*

She Done Him Wrong (1933)*

She Wore a Yellow Ribbon (1949)

The Shootist (1976)

The Shop on Main Street (1965, Czechoslovakia)

The Silence of the Lambs (1991)

Silverado (1985)

Singin’ in the Rain (1952)

Sleeping Beauty (1959)

The Smiling Lieutenant (1931)

The Snake Pit (1948)*

Song of the Sea (2014)

Sounder (1972)

The Sound of Music (1965)

The Spanish Main (1945)*

Speedy (1928)

Speedy Gonzales (1955 short)

Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018)

Spirited Away (2001, Japan)

Stagecoach (1939)

A Star is Born (1937)

A Star is Born (1954)

A Star is Born (1976)*

A Star is Born (2018)

Star Trek: First Contact (1996)

Star Wars (1977)

Starship Troopers (1997)

The Sting (1973)

A Stolen Life (1946)*

The Story of Three Loves (1953)*

The Story of the Weeping Camel (2003, Mongolia)*

The Strange Love of Martha Ivers (1946)*

The Stranger (1946)*

A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)

Strike Up the Band (1940)

Strings (1991 short)*

The Sundowners (1960)*

Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans (1927)

Superman (1978)

Sweet Bird of Youth (1962)

Swing Time (1936)

T-Men (1947)*

The Tale of the Princess Kaguya (2013, Japan)

Tangerines (2013, Estonia)*

Tenet (2020)

Them! (1954)

Theodora Goes Wild (1936)*

Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo (1944)*

This is Cinerama (1952)*

The Three Musketeers (1948)

Three Orphan Kittens (1935 short)

Time (2020)*

Timecode (2016 short, Spain)

Tom Jones (1963)

Toni Erdmann (2016, Germany)*

Top Hat (1935)

The Triplets of Belleville (2003, France)*

The Truman Show (1998)*

12 Angry Men (1957)

Twilight of Honor (1963)*

Two Girls and a Sailor (1944)*

2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)

Umberto D. (1952, Italy)

The Umbrellas of Cherbourg (1964, France)

Unforgiven (1992)

Up (2009)

Vertigo (1958)

Victor/Victoria (1982)

WALL-E (2008)

Watch on the Rhine (1943)*

Waterloo Bridge (1940)

Weary River (1929)*

West Side Story (1961)

Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day (1968 short)

The Wizard of Oz (1939)

Wolfwalkers (2020)

X-Men: Days of Future Past (2014)

You Can’t Take It with You (1938)

Zorba the Greek (1964)*

The 15 nominated short films for the 93rd Academy Awards

The 8 nominees for Best Picture at the 93rd Academy Awards, including the winner, Nomadland

Until next year’s ceremony, folks - February will be here before we know it!

#Oscars #31 Days of Oscar

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tuesdayisfordancing · 2 years

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I posted 1,177 times in 2021

248 posts created (21%)

929 posts reblogged (79%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 3.7 posts.

I added 684 tags in 2021

#this queue shall pass - 188 posts

#jimmy kent - 133 posts

#thomas barrow - 121 posts

#thommy - 80 posts

#barris - 40 posts

#today for queue - 32 posts

#plot bunnies - 27 posts

#downton abbey - 22 posts

#2.01 - 22 posts

#mary crawley - 19 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#does he try to remain neutral does he say well that’d make a splash and he doesn’t quite mean it as encouragement but he doesn’t quite not

My Top Posts in 2021

Thomas figures out that Andy can’t read because half his brain at all times is assessing others for weakness and that doesn’t go away just because he’s decided to be nice now.

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Can you recommend any Thomas fic whump? Ty 💕

I sure can! Some I particularly enjoyed:

Downton Noir by Jolie_Black is technically more angst than whump on Thomas's part IIRC but I suspect it will still fit the bill extremely well. Barris.

Not Much of An Everyone (To Get On With) also by Jolie_Black has both whump and angst for Thomas. Gen.

Forever Tuesday Morning by irrationalgame is Jimmy angst with a time loop in which various calamities befall Thomas. Thommy.

Rearview Mirror by irrationalgame (note: Philip is a Bad Guy here) Thommy

The Wolves of the Abbey by drcalvin is a WIP but it's very compelling! Thomas/Matthew

We act according to what we believe (ourselves to be) by caeli1701 Thommy with some mutual rescuing

Infuriating and Unbelievable by Infinity2020 Barris, modern au (bad guy Philip in this one too)

others that cater slightly less to my personal taste but are very whumpy and enjoyed by many:

Unwanted Guests by WolfenM

and most of what RailMeBarrow writes is whump!

EDIT: can’t believe I forgot Dementian, possibly the fandom’s most famous writer of whump! There is a massive amount of whump in I think every fic she’s written.

I'm sure I'm still missing or forgetting other gems, so do chime in followers and passersby with your own faves!

61 notes • Posted 2021-11-20 06:37:14 GMT

Oh that reminds me! I have a very important question for the fandom: was Thomas Barrow a teacher’s pet in school? ever, just for some teachers, for most of his teachers, just for one?

74 notes • Posted 2021-07-28 05:26:00 GMT

In Season 1, O’Brien says “Mr. Carson lets you do that?” re: looking after the clocks, implying that a footman normally wouldn’t. Then in Season 3 the job is handed to Jimmy without any sort of instruction until O’Brien tells him to ask Thomas. I feel like this implies that Carson got used to Thomas doing the job to the point where he internalized it as “something the footmen do” where before it wasn’t, which I think is a telling example of both Carson and Thomas at work. Only thing I’m not sure of is who would have handled the task before Thomas came along, especially since it’s apparently significantly beneath an underbutler.

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I have mixed feelings about how they showed Thomas visibly falling to pieces in the trenches.

On the one hand, I appreciate the sort of implied arc where in the past two years he’s done well enough at his job to be promoted to Corporal, but he’s currently at the very last frayed fibers on the very end of his rope. His blank servant face is entirely gone, he’s not putting on a good show, that’s hugely evocative given the way he held himself throughout season 1. I’m glad they showed some of the effect of it all on him.

On the other hand, I feel like there’s this - implicit comparison? Between Matthew being shown bravely striding through the battlefield like the Brave Noble Soldier he is and Thomas (who, let’s be real, some not insignificant part of the audience perceives as cowardly and craven for getting his hand shot) being primarily shown falling apart, having extra rations, and trying to get home. That blink-and-you-miss-it moment of him checking the pulse of the man on the dropped stretcher was powerful to me, and I don’t know that I would want to trade it for a shot of him Getting Someone Safely Back or doing Vital First Aid or some other Successful Medic-ing, but I would really really have liked to see something like that too. Preferably with him just as visibly In Pieces as the other scenes, because competence =/= Nobly Striding.

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Lol at Jimmy being my top tag because for a long time I had at least one follower with him blacklisted.

EDIT: whymst did this post to my main???

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dothwrites · 4 years

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Prompt for destiel where one of them saves the other from a calamity, au or canon/humans or human & angel, but they get severely hurt instead, and other gets to comfort them and help them heal, and they get to confess

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It’s his fault.

That’s all Dean can think as he kneels on the grimy floor, slick with Cas’ blood. His fault.

He was the one who insisted on pressing forward with the hunt, who overrode Cas’ desires to wait. He should have listened. After all, it was just him and Cas, newly human and still a little fragile with it. He should have listened to Cas’ objections, should have listened to the little coil of unease in the pit of his stomach warning him that this was a bad idea, should have, should have, should have.

It should have only been one demon.

There had been more.

The demons had fought with brutal efficiency; within a few seconds, he and Castiel were separated from each other. From far away, Dean had heard the struggles, the snap of electricity that signaled a demon’s death and the grunts from Cas that accompanied the sick, wet sounds of fists striking flesh. At least Cas was still fighting. Dean was less than useless, caught in a chokehold that slowly obstructed his airway. His joints screamed in pain while black and red crowded at the edge of his vision.

“Dean Winchester.” His name was spoken in a sneer, contempt dripping from the lips of the leader of this little outfit. In a former life, her meatsuit must have been some kind of model--she was all lithe lines and sleek muscle and tall enough to look Dean in the eyes. Her eyes flashed black as her fingers gripped at his chin. Five bright pinpricks of pain blossomed across his cheeks as her nails dug in. Dean grunted, but wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of crying out.

“You just couldn’t leave well enough alone, could you? The whole world, open for the taking, room enough for everyone to spread out now that you killed the man upstairs, and you still couldn’t let us be.” A thin trickle of blood dribbled down Dean’s chin as her nails broke skin. “Well, you should have kept your nose out of it.”

She drew her hand back, silver glinting as she moved. All Dean saw was the wickedly sharp point of her angel blade. He remembered how it felt, skin and muscle splitting underneath the force of the blow, how easily the blade slid into his body. Looked like he was going to get to experience it again, except this time without the failsafe of the Mark to pull him out again.

“Dean! Dean!”

The blade started to plunge down and Dean closed his eyes. They hadn’t had enough time, him and Cas, and now he was leaving Cas to the rest of a mortal life, alone. I’m sorry, Dean thought, tensing in preparation for the inevitable blow. Cas, I’m so sorry...

The blow never hit. Instead, what hit was a dervish, a whirl of blows and snarls and yelps. Somewhere, in the mad scuffle, Dean recognized the shock of dark hair and the flash of Cas’ shirt. Seeing that gave him enough strength to break free of the hold. His own blade slipped into his hand and he plunged it into the gut of the demon who had been holding him.

He’d had just enough time to feel triumphant before he heard the low grunt of pain.

He’d known what it was, but he still turned around to confirm. His eyes landed on a nightmare.

A demon stood tall, blade in hand. Crimson liquid dripped slowly off of the tip of the blade to splash upon the ground. Though it was impossible, Dean would swear that he heard the impact of every drop. A sick, twisted grin spread across the demon’s face as they looked down.

Castiel staggered backward, hands clutching at his stomach. Already, a dark stain spread across his shirt. Horrified, Dean could only watch as Cas dropped down to one knee, before he finally collapsed to the ground.

Dean’s still not sure the exact sequence of events. He knows that he charged forward, a pained shout erupting from his throat. He knows that there’s a dead demon. He knows that his fumbling fingers managed to find his phone and call Sam, leaving bloody smears on the screen.

And he knows that Cas is dying.

“You stupid son of a bitch, why the hell did you do that?” He won’t cry, not here and not now, but he wants to. Cas moans lowly in pained protest as Dean drags him into his lap. He ignores the sticky warmth leaking into his jeans from the ragged wound in Cas’ stomach the same that he ignores Cas’ eyes squinting shut in agony. He’ll deal with those later, push through those nightmares when Cas isn’t gasping for air right in front of him. Dean lays his hand on Cas’ neck, fingers pressing down on his pulse point. It’s thready and rabbit-fast.

“You have to ask?”

“Dammit Cas.” Dean bends down low over Cas’ body, as if he could shield him from the rest of the world. Too little, too late. He’d screwed up and now Cas was paying the price, like always. “You know that I’m not worth it. You know it.”

“Dean.” Cas’ mouth moves like he wanted to say more, but all that comes out is a dribble of blood, leaking from the corner of his mouth. His hands grasp at Dean, but his grip is so weak that it slides off without ever making an impression. “Dean,” Cas manages to say, breathing in deep and forcing the single syllable of his name out with extreme effort. “I, I--”

“Don’t you say it,” Dean hisses, pressing down hard on Cas’ stomach. The sound of Cas’ agonized cry is enough to twist a knife in his heart, and the feel of warm blood gushing over his hand makes him sick to his stomach, but at least it forces Cas to stop talking.

“You’re not fucking dying on me,” Dean almost snarls, voice wobbling towards the end. “You hear me, Castiel? Not yet.”

Cas’ eyes close. He doesn’t respond.

---

Dean watches the skip and jump of the heart monitor and listens to the steady beats. Like a metronome, it counts the beats of Cas’ heart. Each rise and fall, each electronic beep soothes Dean’s rough edges, as it acts as a reminder. Cas is still here. He didn’t lose him.

Twenty-two stitches. That’s what it had taken to save him. That and some very good surgeons, some impossible luck, and a series of driving maneuvers delivered by one Sam Winchester. Dean would doubt that his brother was capable of such driving, if he hadn’t been in the back seat with him for the full duration.

They’d cut the margin of error so thinly that it was translucent. Minutes, the doctors had said, with the vague whiff of suspicion that came from bringing in a stabbing victim. If traffic had been heavier or if Sam hadn’t been driving quite so fast and furious on the Fury Road...Well, Dean would have another corpse on his hands to burn. Again.

Dean’s attention is caught by a low groan coming from the direction of the bed. Within seconds, he’s at Cas’ bedside so that he can see the exact moment that Cas’ eyes flutter open.

He’d been so angry earlier. Furious, that once again, Castiel saw fit to throw himself to the wolves, all for Dean’s sake. He’d been ready to give Cas an earful when he finally woke up (once they discovered that he was going to wake up). But seeing the hazy, pained look in Cas’ eyes vanish to be replaced with a slow, pleased smile erases all thoughts of rage from Dean’s brain. All it leaves him with is sweet, clear relief.

“Hey sleeping beauty.” Dean cards his fingers through Cas’ hair, as tentatively as though Cas were made of porcelain. “How are you feeling?”

Cas pauses to consider. “Numb,” he finally rasps. He glances to the side, where the IV stand drips down into various tubes connected to his body. “I assume that there’s a large amount of medication responsible for that?”

“Yeah, you’re getting the good stuff,” Dean says. He can’t stop touching Cas’ hair. It’s a little gross--Other than a few quick sponge-baths from the nurses, Cas hasn’t bathed and his hair has taken the brunt of that. It’s a little greasy, but Dean couldn’t care less about that. Not when Cas smiles up at him through a grizzled beard.

“Don’t be angry,” Castiel says. His fingers wrap weakly around Dean’s wrist. “I know that you’re probably furious with me.”

“Damn right I am. How many times do I have to tell you, I ain’t worth--”

“Stop.” Cas squeezes his wrist. His grip is pathetic enough that it forces Dean into silence more than if Cas had managed his usual bone-bruising force. “Nothing you say will ever convince me that you’re not worth saving. Nothing,” Cas says, as severe as his voice will allow. He strokes over the soft skin of Dean’s wrist. His eyes look at something faraway only he can see. “I sometimes think that I was created in order to keep you safe. Please don’t deny me that.”

And what can you say to that?

Dean lifts Cas’ knuckles to his face, brushing a gentle kiss over them. “Way to make a guy feel guilty, asshole.”

Cas smiles wanly. “Whatever it takes.” His voice turns thin and ragged around the edges. Dean knows that it’s not going to be long before he slips back into sleep.

“But you have to try and stay around.” Dean takes in a deep breath. The words sit on his tongue, ready to taste freedom. “It’s not fair to make me go through this without you. I love you, dumbass, and if you go off and get yourself killed just because you were trying to save me then I’m going to be really pissed at you.”

They haven’t said it. They’ve kissed, they’ve fucked, hell sometimes they’ve even done what Sam would probably call making love. They live together and they’ve died for the other. But they’ve never said the words. Dean had been convinced that he never would. Cas knew. That was enough for him. Everything else was window dressing.

But there in the backseat, with Cas’ limp and bleeding body pressed against him, forced to listen to Cas’ pained wheezes, and his hand pressed against Cas’ stomach trying to keep Cas’ blood inside, Dean had been overcome by only thought.

Cas is going to die and I never told him.

The thought that Cas could die without knowing exactly how much he’s adored has kept Dean awake for several nights.

Cas’ eyes are wide as his fingers clench reflexively around Dean’s wrist. “Dean,” he finally gets out. He blinks quickly, obviously fighting against impending sleep. “Dean, I--”

“Yeah. I know.” Dean brushes Cas’ hair off of his forehead and leans down to press a kiss against the clammy skin. “Go to sleep.”

“You’ll be here? When I wake up?” Cas’ voice is already slurred, sleep wrapping around him and tugging him deep into oblivion.

Dean settles onto the edge of Cas’ bed, unwilling to release his hold on Cas until he absolutely has to. Cas murmurs happily, nonsense words that trail off into silence.

Dean runs his finger down Cas’ cheek, bristly and unshaven. It’s warm to the touch. When he pulls away, Cas almost follows after him, squirming in his sleep until Dean takes his hand in his and laces their fingers together. Only then does Cas subside into peace.

“Yeah Cas,” Dean says, despite the fact that Cas can’t appreciate his words. “Yeah, I’ll be here.

---

#destiel #destiel fic #destiel fanfic #dean winchester #castiel #canon!verse #angst #happy ending #dothwrites

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starsfreckled-archived · 3 years

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exiles .

“doma is gone. razed to the ground as an example to the other provinces.”

at those words, amaya stands up, her entire body tense. she doesn’t even realize how besides alphinaud and their guests, other people in the quicksand turn around to look at her. “why have we not heard of it... the alliance should have helped... they...” she looks to alphinaud who gives her a pitying look.

how could they have send help. amaya knows best what it took to take down the ultima weapon. they couldn’t fight on all these fronts, especially one so far away. taking a deep breath, the raen sits back down, arms crossed. despite the hood and mask, amaya can feel yugiri looking at her. an unspoken question lingering in the air that she decides to answer.

“I am sure my name and appearance have already given it away, but I am doman” amaya says, her fingers digging into the leather of her sleeve. “well doman born. my parents fled to gridania when I was little.” “so that is why you sound eorzean” amaya nods before gesturing with her hand for yugiri to continue. they could talk about such things later, now she wanted to know more about doma’s fate.

by the end of the tale, amaya takes her cup into her hands, turning it around for a while. “we planned to help from the beginning, but rest assured that I will do my most to make sure that you and your people will find a safe place to stay.” they are my people too, a voice nags in her head that she tries to ignore. had she even the right to think that? she barely had a memory of doma. if not for the lack of an au ra population within eorzea and her name, nobody would ever think that the champion of eorzea was a refugee.

- -

as they stand in front of the syndicate, amaya listens to yugiri’s pleas for help, to let them stay, to give them a place to gather their strength again. she doesn’t know ul’dah’s politics that well and perhaps it is her naivety, but she cannot imagine anyone sending those souls away. and at first she seems right, with teledji speaking in favor of the refugees. until lolorito speaks, until he speaks of violence and criminals and...

“I saved you!” amaya slams her hands down on the table, glaring at the lalafell. everyone goes silent to stare at the champion. “I saved you - all of you - I am a refugee myself, which I am certain all of you here know, I am not that stupid, I know rich folks have looked into my past. then here it is: my father and mother were part of doma’s rebellion. they fled with me and lord kaien’s blessing to eorzea and settled in gridania. until his death did my father supply doma with goods and weapons or medicine. these people you are sending away, are my people! you owe me their safety, because you owe your lives to my deeds.”

it is the first time she had ever requested anything for her own self. the first time she brings up all she’s done for these people. her hands are still on top of the desk and her eyes glare at lolorito the same way she had stared at garleans and ascians alike. and he smirks. “as said, it seems most are prone to rather aggressive behavior - ah do not take it as an insult, champion - as you rightfully deduced, yours was a saving grace. but mayhap you should then look for gridania’s help and not ours, since it is the place that took you in”

“you know that is impossible” amaya answers. “with the people here negotiations are possible, you all listen to reason - or greed and money, whatever sways you, really - but elementals are different. especially after the calamity” perhaps beforehand it would have been possible, but now? she doubts the woods would allow over 200 unknown souls to enter, even if they did perform the ritual. the amount of cases of greenwrath had become worse after the calamity.

lolorito shrugs, still wearing that smirk “how unfortunate. but just as the elementals protect the woods, so does the syndicate protect ul’dah” and her coffers, amaya adds mentally as she watches the men and women vote on peoples fate and lives. as most of them walk out, amaya scoffs, staring after them.

she wants to scream, wants to yell that the next time some form of disaster looms over them, she would not do anything for ul’dah and leave her to the wolves... but she knows better. the people were not to blame. and the sultana and raubahn would welcome the refugees with open arms if they could. sill. she is half tempted to ask if the ultima weapon could be build again and if she could feed lolorito to it.

amaya walks out with the remaining people, hands balled to fists but after a moment she seems to collect herself. “do not worry” the raen addresses yugiri “we will find a solution. maybe that scene in there convinced you of something else, but my word does hold some weight and...” here she rests a hand on alphinaud’s shoulder “the kid here can be a know it all. but he is so justifiably, there is barely a mind that can hold a candle to his. he’s brilliant, far smarter than I am. and the other scions too, one of them will think of something.” she promises in a soft tone.

and when she looks at alphinaud, she can already see the gears turning in his head, making her smile

“...I know that look, spit it out kid, you got an errand for me to run, don’t you?”

#❝ ᵇᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵗᵉᵉᵗʰ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ʷᶦⁿᵈ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵒʳˢ ❞╱ about .#❝ ᵃ ʷᵃˢᵗᵉ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵖ ❞╱ little creations .#long post cw

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