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lucy-the-cat · 25 days
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imjulia-andilikecats · 7 months
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You know, why I love Marecal so much? Part 3544
Mare Molly Barrow had indirectly and directly wiped out ALMOST all of Cal's family. His step-mother, father and baby brother.
YET.
Our guy still WANTS HER, LOVES HER AND EVEN MARRIES HER
Cal Tiberias Calore Barrow, was probably like, "It's fine, babygurl. You're the love of my life and we can just RESPAWN👶 a family together."
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neopronouns · 3 months
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flag id: a flag with 6 wavy stripes, which are bright pinkish-red, bright orange, bright yellow, yellow-green, turquoise, and purple. there is a thin near-black 'frame' around the edges of the flag, with the inner corners rounded to create a rounded rectangle around the stripes. end id.
banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.
sillyshowkidcorian: a kidcoric gender related to fun shows that don't really have any overarching plot and are just about silly characters going on adventures and solving problems in their everyday world
[pt: sillyshowkidcorian: a kidcoric gender related to fun shows that don't really have any overarching plot and are just about silly characters going on adventures and solving problems in their everyday world. end pt]
for anon! the outer frame is mean to make it look like the flag is on a tv screen and the inner stripes are fun, silly, cartoony colors. the wavy stripes represent lack of overarching plot and going on adventures. the term is 'silly', 'show', 'kid', + 'corian', a suffix for genders related to -core aesthetics in a way that doesn't fit the -coric suffix!
tags: @radiomogai, @liom-archive, @narcette, @genderstarbucks, @sugar-and-vice-mogai | dni link
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lilyharvord · 2 months
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Flash Fic Friday #3
Another part of that fic I mentioned once. Connected with this one. This part I wrote this morning after my exam and after I heard some clock app sound with the dialogue. I knew instantly who would say it and who it would be said to. @nortaeventcouncil. It's kinda all the prompts smashed together? A lil bit of this and lil bit of that. 🤷🏼‍♀️
It was cold, bitter and biting cold. Normally, he would hate it, and would have taken precautions to make sure he stayed warmer. Doing that meant taking one of Cal’s jackets though, and he was not about to do that. He was not about to wear something that smelled like him or even remotely reminded him of his brother.
Blowing warm air into his cold hands, he stared out across the little space around the cabin. It was tucked away safely in this place that he refused to call majestic. No matter that it had taken his breath away when he had stood on the jetway and seen those mountains dusted with snow and cutting the bluest sky he had ever seen to ribbons. He refused to admit that he liked it here and that the peace and quiet had settled over him, leaving him feeling oddly stifled and quiet.
The porch door creaked and then slammed shut. He twisted his lips, deciding that as long as he kept his back to the door that neither of them would bother him. Maybe they would just see he wasn’t doing anything but sitting and staring out at the trees that were slowly growing nightmarish shadows as the sun dipped behind the mountain range.
The steps that approached him sounded more like someone hopping from one foot to the other, and it was a little body that dropped down onto the step next to him. He observed her out of the corner of his eye, already shying away as she started to swing her little booted feet so the heels struck the wood in an off-kilter rhythm.
He didn’t hate children. This one though, he wanted to hate her with a earnest that sometimes made him wonder how he couldn’t.
She watched the trees with him, not speaking. She was quiet, Maven had learned that about her very quickly. Sh observed everything around her, and she had observing him more than he would like. He knew Mare had told her to stay away, to never speak to him. He had seen the way those little pink lips had twisted, and how her eyes had sparked in such a familiar way after that warning, and deep down had known she would eventually find a way to go behind her mother’s back. He knew why he believed that, but he refused to admit it. It meant thinking about the past, about growing up, and his brother. Who conveniently had to go back to the city early yesterday to handle something. He was surprised Mare had let him go, given it meant she would be alone to deal with him and watch the child next to him.
Slowly he unfurled from his crunched state as she continued to sit and not speak but just kick her feet. He blew more warm air into his hands before glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. Her boots weren’t tied, and her brightly colored blue jacket wasn’t zipped, but she was at least wearing proper pants. He didn’t care. He told himself he didn’t care if she was cold. He was a Burner, and he had a feeling she was too. He had overheard Mare and Cal talking about it quietly one night while they carried her to bed. She wasn't showing signs yet though. So while it was freezing, it was this ridiculous child's decision to sit out here with him.
“She always looks at you like she’s mad.”
He froze, his blood going cold at the sound of her voice. Slowly he glanced down at her. Her little lips were pursed tightly and her brows were scrunched tightly together. She wrinkled her damn nose the same was he used to. He snapped his head forward again, ignoring her completely.
“Does everyone look at you like that?” The direction of her voice had changed. It wasn’t forward anymore, it was directly at him. He tried to avoid looking at her. He always avoided looking directly at her. He didn’t like being hurt, he didn’t like it when he did things that made him ache, but he also had come to realize over the course of his life that he had a hard time avoid it. This time was no different. He looked down at her.
His heart stuttered and his body heated unintentionally as she set those uncanny fucking eyes on him. Fucking Iris’s gods. They had given her Cal’s eyes. Those were his eyes, with the same earnest need to understand with the intetion to aid, to mend, and to heal. He wanted to claw them out of her head, wanted to remove them forever. Cal had always looked at him with those eyes, and it had always reminded him of the sucking, gaping hole in his heart and head where his love for his brother used to be.
She had his hair, his eyes, and she had that sweet face that he had faint memories of from when he used to run after Cal though the hall of Whitestone. Before Cal had gone to the front, before he had come back a yonng man and not a child anymore. Before his mother had ripped any connection to Cal out of him by the root and stem.
But she was not him, even though the first time he had seen her he had almost mistaken her for him in a strange flash of déjà vu. She had peeked around the doorway as Mare had paced in front of him, setting the boundaries that he had thought were laughable. Now he wished she had set more, wished she had left her daughter with her parents in the city. He wished that this girl had not been born, that she didn’t exist. But she did, and in his deepest heart… he didn’t hate that. It meant--he didn't want to admit to it. Twisting his lips, he finally let the words form, but not leave him. It meant he had subverted his mother's meddling, and had found a way to love his brother again. Even if it was just loving the strange mirage of him that his daughter was.
It took longer than he liked to put himself together just enough and put the mask back in place and shrug as if that question was inconsequential.
She continued to watch him, even though he had started to turn away from her.
He felt the moment she slipped her little hand in his. It was warm, warmer than he thought it would be. Maybe she was a Burner after all.
His entire body locked, and he whipped his head over his shoulder, wondering why Iris’s gods had not send Mare out here yet. He didn't smell ozone, or hear the tell tale crackle of lightening waiting to scorch through him.
“I’m not mad at you.” She said, leaning toward him as if she could push those words though his cold exterior and embed them in his heart. His throat locked up against his will, and he had to take a short, shallow breath and swallow multiple times. It wouldn’t dislodge. If he looked at her, he knew he would not see her. He would see his brother, he would see the Harbor Bay room. He would see that look that Cal had given him over his shoulder before slipping out. So he continued to stare out at the advancing shadows, keeping his eyes on the tree line, but he didn’t let go of her hand either.
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ball-of-butter · 1 day
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red queen characters and their fav video games:
mare: grand theft auto 💀🙏 any gta game she can get her hands on but it started with the chinatown wars on ds
cal: missed out on a proper childhood so is treating his inner child to fnaf for the first time and idk… something something about the story being an overarching narrative about a brother trying to pick up the remnants of his family through his grief… he says he doesnt get the lore butbhe kinda does. also had a goat simulator phase for the same reasons but minus the angst
maven: i would like to say some really cool psychological game but this mf would probs love playing chess against a cpu the most 💀 silent hill takes second place though (he’s obsessed with the idea of a purgatory of one’s own making… hmm… i wonder why 🤔)
evangeline: mario cart (she eats anyone who even THINKS of playing as peach)
elane: some sort of dating sim methinks… maybe like those ikemen games (let her be y/n)
ptolemus: fortnite for the dances.
kilorn: also fortnite but he has one-sided beef with ptolemus on there who keeps trying to add him. he also has the toph skin and keeps wiping the floor with his ass (ptolemus has the miles morales skin)
cameron: the attack on titan vr game where the world’s best comedy is originated from
gisa: what remains of edith finch. cursed family narrative goes hard with these folk.
shade: hes a legend of zelda girlie.
diana: she genuinely doesn’t play any game besides minecraft because she gets forced it by other people. but i know she’d love red dead i just don’t think she could be convinced into playing it (tragic)
iris: virgo versus the zodiac would speak to her, i feel. she has a secret weird side that only indie games could tease out of her.
wren: star stable!!! secret horse girl lore.
thomas: resident evil 4 because depending what you headcanon him as hes either feening for leon or ada or both.
coriane: definition of stardew valley girlie. but considering what she went through maybe yume nikki would be a game she keeps close to her heart (someone check up on her).
elara: if the sims 4 existed in the red queen verse it could have saved a lot of lives. maybe even her own.
sara: she wipes everyone in super smash bros you best believe it.
julian: castlevania: symphony of the night… mm the grip it has on this nerd loser… do not even breathe the name alucard around him he will give you the entire dracula lore starting with le fanu’s carmilla.
dane: detroit become human. played markus’ storyline and bro suddenly was made to govern a democratic republic for the people by the people.
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revenant-coining · 1 month
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Sarpifaicorian
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[ids: 2 rectangular flags with 7 equally-sized horizontal lines. colors in this order from top to bottom: dull pink, dullish pink, pink, pale pink, grey-pink, dark grey, black-red. in the center of the first flag is a pink candy symbol outlined in pale pink. /end ids]
Sarpifaicorian; a xenogender connected to russula sardonia mushrooms, frilly socks, optimism, whimsy, candy stores, bubblegum pink, & fairycore.
etymology; sar(donia), pi(nk), fai(ry), corian
for anon!
tagging; @radiomogai, @thecoffeecrew404, @colorgendered
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[id: a blue-to-light blue-to blue rounded line divider with a break in the center, with a "blue raindrop" magikarp from magikarp jump in said break. /end id]
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yabookjunkies · 6 months
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Corien & Rielle || Illicit Affairs
‪𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐞‬
‪𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞‬
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aerticent · 9 days
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Do you have any coriara hc?
(so sorry for how long this took lol, the end of the semester has been kicking my ass😅 )
BUT YES!! I DO!!!
Elara desperately wanted to be close to Cori upon meeting her. She immediately felt a sort of kinship to her on the basis of them being viewed as inherently untrustworthy due to their abilities. Her attempting to "joke" with her ability as well as her talking shit about the royal family she's supposedly trying to marry into to Cori was her (failed) attempts at befriending her.
I think Elara was generally more repressed than Cori was in terms of their lesbianism! I think Cori was able to recognize her attraction to women she just wasn't able to recognize her LACK of attraction to men whereas Elara wasn't able to recognize her attraction to women AT ALLLL
Cori had admiration for Elara on the basis of Elara being able to (seemingly) speak her mind freely
Tbh the whole thing with Cori's diary being recovered never made sense to me so I like to think that what happened was Elara kept the diary herself and would obsessively read over it because she wanted to know everything she could about Cori (and about what Cori thought of HER) and it was later found in Elara's belongings
Cori haunted Elara! Elara saw her out of the corner of her eye constantly and was constantly reminded of her in every way (was especially bad whenever Maven had sm characteristics of the child Cori dreamed of having (have a hc that that's why Elara smushed out those characteristics as well lol))
Whenever Cori accused Elara of tampering with her pregnancies, Elara was genuinely really hurt by it. For the one person who Elara thought would have some sympathy for the distrust inherit to her ability to accuse her of something THAT heinous wounded Elara deeply and is the catalyst for WHY she ended up fulfilling that position
Soz if this is really short😭 I've got more based on an Knight/princess au I have lol but I didn't know if that'd be something ur interested in😶
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TRQ Series
the red queen main characters as taylor swift songs
evangeline: mad woman
maven: you belong with me (but more aggressive)
mare: the 1
kilorn: innocent
farley: eyes open
cal: enchanted
shade: dress
coriane: the best day
elara: look what you made me do
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nymph-of-water · 2 months
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Shut up THE FRICKING PARALLEL VICTORIA I-
My mind is my own.
-Erida of Galland, Fate Breaker
The only person in my head is me.
-Coriane Jacos, Queen Song
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mavenne · 3 months
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lucy-the-cat · 18 days
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imjulia-andilikecats · 3 months
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How Romantic...
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morthern · 1 year
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i had to get this out of my system because it gnawed on my bones.
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lilyharvord · 2 months
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that maven corianne interaction u posted was truly insane and i have not stopped thinking about it and how much i love there dynamic
I have brainrot about young Coriane and her strangely Loner™️ uncle who is staying with her family, and her parents struggle to be in the same room as the guy, and she is not allowed to talk to him or be near him, but she is and always will be Mare Barrow's kid and that makes her a Problem™️. So she decides to invite him to play games with her when they are not home. First, she asks him to play hide and seek. He looks over the faded edge of the book he is scowling at and says, "fine, go hide." She giggles and runs away as he "counts". She uses her best hiding place, the one her dad can't find her in, and she waits and waits and waits (she hides for a good two hours) and then she comes out to see him still sitting in the exact same place and says, "You're bad at this game." And he just turns the page and says, "I found you didn't I?" He looks up from the book with a bored raised eyebrow and says, "So clearly you are bad at it." And she is fucking GOBSMACKED, her little mouth falls open in horror and she stares at him for a solid few seconds. He expects her to argue, to stomp her foot and be mad, but instead she just crosses her arms and glares at him in a very "Mare Barrow" fashion and it kinda unsettles him. He pulled an Uno Reverse (not that that exists in this universe but whatever) on her and she is like: I will not be fooled into losing my favorite game again. So she keeps finding all these games to rope him into: cards, a board game she realizes her parents have just been letting her win at after he wins four times in a row, a different card game that she makes up (she cheats and keeps changing the rules to try and beat him but he finds a way to out-craft her every time), and then finally one day she brings him an old faded wooden box and sets it on the kitchen table where he is reading in the sunlight and then climbs on the chair across from him and sitting on her knees takes the top off and flips it around to show him a chess board and the pieces in the box. He tenses and she very awkwardly starts setting the pieces up incorrectly (she's only seen Cal set it up once or twice when Julian comes over) but with absolute confidence that she is correct. She crosses her arms, stares him down, and says, "we are going to play." and he just stares at the board between them before closing his book with a snap and rising. "No." he says and walks away. He's never said no before and she is furious. She chases after him, begging him to come play with her, grabbing his hand and pleading until she is almost crying. Eventually she lets go of his hand in the hallway and just sits down and starts crying. He is frozen and that is when Cal pokes his head out and is like: what happened? And she runs to him crying and Cal just takes her in his office and closes the door. And then like 30 minutes later, Cal finds Maven and is holding a sniffling and puffy eyed Coriane who clings to his neck and hides her face there when Cal stands there in silence for a few seconds. Maven watches him struggle for a bit before raising a brow and saying, "yes?" Cal inhales deeply and then says, "get the board set up, we're going to teach her how to play." And then just goes into the kitchen where the board is still waiting. Maven hesitates, then slowly follows and eyeing them like a cornered animal as Cal gives Coriane a glass of water and calms her down a little more. He brings her over at the time as Maven readjusts the pieces and sits down with her in his lap and begins explaining the pieces, what they can do, etc. And Maven watches her purse her little lips, and laughs internally because she is literally 5 years old why the heck would she be able to play chess? And then they start playing and she is getting it (kinda sorta, she's getting it for a 5 year old), guarantee she has Cal helping her and it is mostly him playing, but she is asking all the questions and understanding his answers and she has more than glimmer (more like a shine) of a strategic brain. And then when they win she is so excited and Maven smiles at them, and then Cal smiles at him.
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ball-of-butter · 11 months
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tiberias vii calore is my fav straight ally. you see him just casually being the most supportive as he’s surrounded by the gayest bitchiest annoying ass mfs known to man. nearly married an actual lesbian in solidarity (and then settled for a bi queen)
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i was also gonna leave this in the tags but i thought it too important not to include
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