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twdmusicboxmystery · 2 years

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FTWD 7x12: Sonny Boy

How did everyone like this episode of Fear? As usual, I’ll go over broad themes today and then details tomorrow.

***As always, spoilers account for this episode below. Do not read until you watched!***

The biggest thing that jumped out about me in terms of themes in this episode is that it gave me an idea of what some future templates might be that I haven't put together before. Let's go over what happens in the plot quickly.

John is still trying to get Strand’s ear to change him and improve the way things are running in the Tower. June still thinks it won't work.

Strand has become very paranoid and is executing anyone found to have a walkie talkie in their possession. In the beginning, we see him throwing many people off the roof. Then Strand’s men find a walkie in Howard's possession and Strand almost kills him. John Sr. sees this as an opportunity to get Strand’s trust. Before Strand can decide concerning Howard, word comes that baby Mo has disappeared.

Howard wants to find her to show Strand that he can still be trusted. Strand agrees, but secretly asks John to find her as well. John is determined to find her and keep her in the Tower for Strand. This is because he misguidedly believes the Tower will be the safest place for her. He questions people and June all but admits that she's part of the resistance, but it's better if he doesn't know the details. After questioning Howard and learning about his family, John finds June trying to escape with baby Mo through the basement.

Here's the first call back to Grady, because she's leaving through the ground floor, and she specifically mentions an elevator shaft . It's probably the same one we saw in 7a, when Morgan first gave the baby to Strand. The point is, this heavily mirrors Beth and Noah trying to escape from Grady through the basement.

June is trying to get the baby out to Morgan. She says Morgan and co. won't make their move on the Tower while the baby is there. So, they have to get the baby to Morgan, who will take her to safety, and then the war against Strand can begin.

We also learn in this scene that John was exposed to radiation when he went to help Ali get Charlie back to the Tower. Much like her, he doesn’t have much time left to live.

John is reluctant and hesitates to follow June's plan. Because of that, they end up trapped and called Grace for help. But Strand and Howard capture Grace coming down the elevator (there's that pesky elevator again) and their plans are completely foiled by Strand and Howard.

After that, Strand forces John Sr. to throw Howard off the roof, anyway. He sees John as a kindred spirit, because he finds out that John planted a walkie in Howard's room in order to get an audience with him. He sees John as the stronger ally. And that's true. John was always stronger than Howard. But clearly Strand will dispose of people once he no longer sees them as useful, even if they've been loyal. And obviously that's a problem.

Then John realizes Strand would never listen to his ideas or change how he runs the Tower. He hits Strand in the back of the head with his gun and he, June, Grace, and Wendell head out toward the fence. John puts on Mickey’s (the boxer) armor and decides he will push out through the crowd of walkers and take the baby to Morgan. He does, and he successfully gets Mo safely to Morgan's arms. However, he's bitten in the process. Because of the radiation, he was probably going to die soon, anyway. But the episode ends tragically with him sacrificing his life to save baby Mo.

I was very sad to see him go. I thought the episode was really lovely and well put together. Very tragic in a very TWD sort of way.

Let's talk about themes.

I’ve said many times that the Tower/Strand situation reminds us a lot of Grady/Dawn. But it's more than that. I think everything about this tower and Alicia’s war on it is a foreshadow of the CRM war. Strand’s tower is being billed as the only safe place in the area because of the nuclear apocalypse upon them. I don't think it will be quite the same with the CRM. It will probably be more about CRM being the only ones with water and everyone needing what they have. But either way, the CRM will hoard it, and there will be a war against them.

Here's where that template I talked about comes into play. We have the good guys trying to sneak someone out of the Tower. Someone who's inside is trying to get out. And all of our main characters here are involved. I had a hard time pinning down which one represents Beth. Maybe they each represent her in a different way. Or maybe just parts of what they do will feed into her arc.

The first thing I thought about was John Sr. = Beth. This is because he's on the inside, he knows a lot about what's going on, and he’s sort of the go-between, between the good guys (Morgan and co.) and the bad guys (Strand/Howard). We kind of see Beth being filling that role between TF and the CRM.

Next there's June/Grace. The main thing is that they’re on the inside trying to get people out. I kind of think Beth may fulfill that role at some point, pretending to be chummy with the CRM whilst secretly sneaking people to safety.

And then there's the fact that this is a child. A child they all care about and see as the future and their legacy. They said that many times throughout the episode. Could the child = Judith or one of TF’s other kids? Or perhaps just children that Beth is caring for (child and baby symbolism around Beth). And of course, there's the fact that Grace and John sing a song to see the baby well. Definitely feels like the Beth thing.

Finally, there's baby Mo herself. She's swaddled all in yellow, which of course reminded me of Beth. I went back and forth on this because I can totally see that yellow =s escape, and so they dressed Mo in yellow, not because she necessarily represents Beth, but because she's the one most directly trying to escape Strand’s tower. Because of the template, both could be true. She could still = Beth.

I couldn't help, as I watched this episode, but think of the flash in the credits from S5–S9. In it, we see Beth running away in her yellow shirt. You see how that could mirror baby Mo getting out of the tower? Figuratively running away while wrapped in yellow?

So, this is all just to say that I think this is some sort of template for something that will happen with the CRM. Beth will be on the inside and will either need to be rescued by others or will help to get people out from the inside. Maybe both at various times. It's impossible to know right now how the details might play out in future episodes or spinoffs of TWD.

In conjunction with this, there are other themes we've seen in the main show.

1. John changes his mind and decides to do the right thing. It's a representation of Daryl's "what changed your mind" theme. Originally, John wanted to keep baby Mo with Strand, which we, the audience, know is not the correct choice. But he was just being stubborn and misguided, and making decisions out of fear because he knew he was dying. In the end, he saw the light, and changed his mind, deciding to take baby Mo to safety himself. Perhaps that makes John = Daryl. And no, I'm not saying Daryl will die. Just the John is a type of him for arcs having to do with the CRM.

2. The sequence when John and June were in the basement was super interesting. Aside from mirroring Beth and Noah's escape, we had the fact that the water flooded in, which complicated things. I'm not sure exactly how to interpret that for the template, but water is definitely a Beth symbol and also a CRM symbol. So I think that was intentional.

3. More than that, though, the water meant that they had to use a different escape route. I've mentioned this before, but it's about not taking the obvious route out of somewhere and having to use a different, more difficult path out. TD first talked about this with Beth. Her obvious escape route from Grady would've been with Rick and Daryl and the rest of TF. Obviously, that didn't go so well. So, her ultimate escape from the CRM will be a different path, and probably a much more difficult one. We've also seen this theme many other times. Rick and the Claimer house (he had to go out the window instead of the front door). Several times during the Leah arc. You get the idea. Here, John had to go a different way to get baby Mo out because the combination of his hesitation and that the water kept him from going down the first path.

4. Which leads me to the next theme, which is that this second, more difficult path has to do with walkers. We believe there were walkers around what happened with Beth during the missing 17 days. There were walkers around Rick when he disappeared, and around Glenn during his death fake-out. Let's look at those two as examples.

The obvious escape route escape route for Glenn would have been to go with Michonne from the pet store. But he and Nicholas wanted to lead the walkers away from them. And because that went bad, his original escape route was cut off. In order to survive, he had to actually go into the crowd of walkers, with Nicholas on top of him as a decoy, and then slide underneath the dumpster. Definitely a more grueling and difficult path to survival, but survive he did and returned to Maggie.

With Rick in 9x05, his easiest escape route would've been to go with Daryl, as Daryl begged him to. But he wanted to lead with the walkers away from the bridge and the communities. (Are we seeing a pattern here, with them leading the walkers away?). Once he got onto the bridge, it seems that he died. We know he didn't, but his difficult pathway toward living and returning to Michonne and his family was into the river with the walkers and then eventually through the CRM. Just as we believe Beth’s will be.

So, you see what I mean.

So, we have the Tower and Strand =s the CRM. Someone (John, Sr.) at first doing the wrong thing, but then changing their mind, which is why someone wrapped in yellow (baby Mo) escaped the Tower/CRM and can live.

Meanwhile, we see water flood in, which forces them to take a more difficult path, through a horde of walkers, in order to accomplish their goals.

All of these are things we’ve seen in the main show and each of them foreshadow something with the CRM. Even if it's difficult to know what the details will be.

So, I'll just be watching where they go with this war against Strand carefully moving forward. I wonder if something about Mo will help them win the battle in some way. Even if it's just something emotional. Like them taking courage and not giving up because they want to create a future for her. Everything that goes down in this war is probably a foreshadow of the CRM war, so we should watch future episodes with that in mind.

What did everyone else think?

#beth greene #beth greene lives #beth is alive #beth is coming #td theory #td theories #team delusional #team defiance #beth is almost here #bethy #fear the walking dead symbolism analysis #twd symbolism

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bed-of-briars-archived · 4 years

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People die. That's the way of things.

I'd much rather lose a friend to age than watch another get violently killed in front of me.

#cos kindred can still die #even smart ones #we're not immortal #ic

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missn11 · 2 years

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Nines for the character meme!

@ryttu3k oooh yes Nines :D and I'm really, really sorry for taking so long to get this done! 😅

favorite thing about them

Oh man, where to start? XD I love the way Nines talks there is down to earth lyricism to his speech in bloodlines especially during his talks with the fledgling, and how his voice is softer in LAbyN

I love how Nines is willing to fight for little guy and how he stands up and helps the fledgling with learning how to fight and gives them advice. also love how he doesn't fight the fledgling if they keep trying to pick a fight with him, he knows that it wouldn't be fair and again tries to reason with and give advice. says a lot about his character. I feel he's been there, angry and scared and wanting to fight everyone at one point.

And I love how much softer and calmer Nines became in LA by Night, the poor guy is tired but he's still very much a good guy at heart. :3 and I love how he tries to be a good mentor to Annabelle.

I also enjoy exploring his feelings of a leader of the Anarchs even though he clearly doesn't want to be, and is afraid of becoming corrupt, that is so fun to play with. Nines is a lot of fun to write for me, like you can explore his pre embrace family and pre bloodlines life and build on what canon gave us.

It could also be fun to play with a corruption arc for Nines too, like does he go all the way bad or is able to pull himself back into the light? 😈

least favorite thing about them

Dude really needs to actually be a part of the co-parenting when it comes to the fledgling, he and lacroix are meant to have shared custody damn it!

Also, Nines' behavior towards the Malkavian fledgling really irks me, like bro come one, be nicer (honestly I think he had a Malkavian babble some truths about himself he wasn't ready to deal with or mess with his head once and that's why he's prickly)

and even in LA by Night, Nines is still letting a baby vamp take on responsibilities that he should be doing (although at least he is mentoring Annabelle when the plot lets him 😭)

His hair is a bitch to draw though XDD and also he's not in vtmb as much he should be since he is a big deal and I have to say that I feel he should've been in LAbyN more often.

favorite line

"You poor bastard. Listen, LA's the school of hard knocks, so keep your friends close and your enemies in a barbecue pit. Once you square things with LaCroix, don't give that son of a bitch the time o' night. I got my eye on you, kid." I love this line cause Nines is being tough but also helpful towards the fledgling. it also shows that he doesn't want to get too invested in case they die (like bro why you gotta be so aloof :((()

and of course

"You got spine, that's good. But, kid, if I was anyone else, you'd be blowin' in the wind right now. It's good you got fire, but don't go burnin' everyone you meet. Lotsa people here started out like you. You think that over - I got shit I got to set right."

This again shows that Nines doesn't want the fledgling to burn out and has seen other Kindred or been there himself in the past.

brOTP

Nines' relationship with Damsel and Skelter is something I enjoy exploring and I really should do it more.

I do love the fact that Damsel and Skelter has Nines' back no matter what and I can see him doing the same for them too.

On one hand Damsel and Skelter are hero worshiping Nines so much in canon that I can see it muddling their relationship, especially when Nines fails to live to up their vision of him. But it also gives them the chance to grow their relationship into something more real and accepting.

again a lot of fun to play with in fics, and also I love them as a poly relationship too. :3

OTP

I have quite a bit XDD as I've said in the past LaCroix/Nines (the parallels and hate sex are too wonderful to not ship!) Nines/Ming Xiao (for more of the hate sex but also how they challenge each other's views, I feel that Ming Xiao would goad Nines into being a more presence leader and Nines would have her be more compassionate. but they'll be a lot fighting, there's just so much bad blood between them.) And of course LaCroix/Nines/Ming Xiao which I love the best since again it brings both dynamics to the table! (also the chance for a redemption arc for LaCroix and Ming Xiao or a corruption arc for Nines is very possible with this ship!)

Again I also ship Nines/Damsel/Skelter as a otp3 as well, and thanks to @badass-at-fandoming I've come to find Nines/Andrei an interesting pairing to ship as well. (the very bloody corruption arc is just too good to ignore as well!)

nOTP

Again, I don't really have none besides I don't maybe Nines/Boris, I know the second Boris opens his mouth Nines will turn him into paste! XDDD

random headcanon

I might have said this before on my blog but whatever, I headcanon that Nines was embraced by Salvador García during the Second Anarch Revolt in a mass embrace and never told Nines he was his sire even years after the dust settled. Instead leaving MacNeil to help Nines learn the ropes of being a Kindred. MacNeil also knew that Nines was Salvador's childe but never told Nines out of respect for his friend.

Nines learns the truth after bloodlines and it shatters his whole world, feeling even more abandoned by Salvador, and feels a lot of self-loathing, believing that he wasn't even good enough to be raised by his own sire compared to Salvador's other childer.

Nines may have or not told Salvador that he knows but Salvador does know that he knows the truth and there is this tension between them that gets worse when Salvador comes back to the Anarchs like he hadn't betrayed the sect.

unpopular opinion

I've said this before but I really don't like how some of the fandom do treat Nines as someone who gets angry a lot more than he does in canon! XD Also ignore his faults and treat him as always perfect, which I think does a disservice to Nines' character.

song i associate with them

Shout out to my girlfriend @devil-latte for pointing out that this song by Rise Against would fit Nines talking to Salvador García and Jeremy MacNeil about how they let down the Anarchs

youtube

favorite picture of them

Again I have too many faves so here's some of them

1. @iravaid 's art of Nines is really great, I love how they dress up Nines in many nice outfits and add those little details that make Nines and also soft! dad to Lunchbox🥺 and I really recommend you to look into their work (especially since they keep improving so much and perhaps commissioning them too if like what you see) :D

2. I know I'm being biased again as one of the examples is a commission for me, but I really enjoy how @luxecoffin draws Nines, it really shows off his down to earth nature very well. :D

3. @its-sixxers is one of the best artists of Nines fanart I've seen in a longtime, the capture the sadness and tenderness of Nines very well. 🥺

4. @ineed-to-sleep also has done some really lovely art of Nines as well and they've put him in some outfits that make me envy his gender! XD

Btw the first example of I need-to-sleep’s art I showed here was commissioned by @rosewoodcasket

#vampire the masquerade #vampire the masquerade bloodlines #vtmb #vtm bloodlines #nines rodriguez #asks #ryttu3k #iravaid #luxecoffin #its-sixxers #ineed-to-sleep #fanart

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dmcvergillament · 3 years

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Bedtime Stories [Part 1]

Fem!Reader x Vergil

Summary: Unable to sleep, young Nero requests a bedtime story. You happily oblige and weave a tale that Vergil recognizes. Nero falls asleep to the legend of the dancer and the dragon and Vergil remembers how he fell in love with you.

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Tucking little Nero in for the night, Y/N kisses his forehead. "Sweet dreams, my little angel."

Vergil picks up toys off the floor.

Nero catches Y/N's hand to stop them from leaving. "I...can't sleep without a story."

Vergil looks up from studying a blue bird plush he found. It looked oddly familiar...

Y/N smiles and sits back down on the bed to brush aside Nero's bangs. "Alright. What story shall I tell?"

Nero snuggles up to his chin in his comforter, eyes shimmering with curiosity. He waits for his mother to begin.

"Ah! I know: how about the legend of the dancer and the dragon?" suggests Y/N.

Vergil pauses as he sets the bird down alongside a black cat on a shelf. His interest is also piqued. What fantasy is Y/N spinning now?

"In a land far, far away in a time long, long ago..." begins Y/N, twirling her hands.

'There they go again with that dramatic voice,' thinks Vergil. Still, he cannot deny how his lover never fails to spark wonder in their son's eyes. Only a few words in and she has Nero's full attention.

"...there was a dancer who could mesmerize entire palaces with every step. When they moved it was like watching petals on the breeze. The soft colors of their clothes twirling around their long legs. Stories spread across many kingdoms of not only their unrivaled skill but also that of their bewitching beauty. All that bore witness to their dance were charmed. It was like a magic spell only they could use," continues Y/N.

"Were they as pretty as you, Mama?" mews Nero, tilting his head in that way that always melted Y/N's heart.

Y/N reaches over to stroke their son's ivory hair, before opening her mouth to say---

"What a foolish question." Gliding over to the bed, Vergil sits opposite of Y/N. His eyes flicker to Y/N before he continues, "Do not compare a rose to a field of dandelions."

Nero seems satisfied with this answer.

Y/N gestures for Vergil to not interrupt before she adds, "So one day the dancer gets invited to the royal palace to perform. Afterwards, the King becomes so enthralled, he begs them to stay and marry one of his sons. The dancer politely refuses and leaves. This was not the answer the King had hoped for and so he hired a famous knight to find her and bring her back to the palace."

Rubbing his chin, Vergil wonders, 'Why does this sound oddly...familiar?'

"This knight always wore brilliant, scarlet armor, so the people called him the 'Crimson Knight'. Legends spoke of how he could slay any monster and of the sword he carried upon his back. It was a grand sword said to be enchanted with an ancient magic that allowed it to cut through even dragon hide," explained Y/N, waving her hands like she was trying to make the sword appear.

"He was a dragon slayer?" asks Nero curiously.

"No matter how tall or dangerous the monster may be, he was always victorious. While many claimed to have been witness to such a feat, no one knew for certain if he had slain a dragon. After all, dragons were the most powerful of foes. They were cunning, proud, and equipped with immense magic," answered Y/N.

"Could he beat a dragon?" questions Nero.

"He most certainly believed he could. After all, he was the Crimson Knight: the warrior of all the human kingdoms. Whenever a monster appeared, he was called in to defeat it," replied Y/N with a nod.

"Sounds like someone I know," grumbles Vergil.

"Shhhh."

"But here he was faced with a strange request: to hunt not a beast but a woman. A woman armed with only an aptitude for dancing. This was not a job for the Crimson Knight. The King---afraid he'd decline and she'd slip away---lied. He told the knight that the dancer was harboring a curse set upon her by a demon. That if she was not found and brought back to the palace to be purified, she would die. Now this resonated with the Crimson Knight. How could he let such a beauty wither and wilt from such misfortune? So he set off to find her," continued Y/N.

"How could he lie? She's not really cursed, is she?" asks Nero with a frown.

Vergil interrupts, "People lie because..." He clears his throat. "Sometimes they lie to get what they want."

"She's not really going to die, right?" whispers Nero.

Vergil glances at Y/N. "No, she won't."

Y/N nudges him with an elbow. "Shhh, no spoilers."

"So without even knowing she was being followed, the dancer hopped from town to town to perform. Rarely did she stay for more than a few days in the same area. Her heart was set on adventure and she enjoyed the journey even if it was tedious without a horse or carriage. She felt as free as the birds in the sky. With her spirits soaring, she set out for the neighboring city. However, along the well-trodden path, a man appeared. Whipping his cart into a frenzy, he was approaching fast. Spotting her, he jerked on the reins and nearly fell off the bench. 'Young lady! Young lady!' he gasped. 'Turn back now! Only death and hellfire awaits at the end of this road!' Stunned, the dancer asked him to explain. 'A dragon has appeared! He has built his den inside the ruins of the castle and he strikes down all who disturb him! The people are terrified! Protect yourself and run while you still can!' Then with a crack of the reins, his cart was disappearing down the road in a cloud of dust. The dancer stood there flabbergasted. How can there be a dragon of all things? Were they not creatures of myth? Not believing in the danger, she continued onwards despite the warning."

"No! Don't go! You'll get eaten!" gasps Nero, burrowing deeper into his comforter to hide.

Vergil snorts. "Depends on what you mean by 'eat' her."

Y/N shoots him a look. Luckily, she seems to be the only one to catch it. Nero is oblivious as he is too busy trying to blend in with his pillows.

"Anyway..."

"Our heroine reached the city and was hit by a startling revelation: it was quiet. Walking through the marketplace, she found stands of fruit abandoned and carts of goods unprotected. Where was all the hustle and bustle? Where were all the people? Further up the road, shutters rattled and there were hints of movement. The dancer wondered if she'd even be able to perform here if there was no one to be the audience. Then an idea stuck her: what if she could coax the people out with her talents? If not dancing, then maybe a lute or harp would soothe their spirits and rekindle the city's vigor. So she sought out the very reason she had come to this territory specifically: the grand theatre. There all kindred souls of music and art showcased their passions. She had hoped to connect with other performers here who were as dedicated to their craft as she was. Spotting the gold rooftop shimmering in the evening sun, she scurried towards it with a renewed excitement. Throwing the doors open, she gleefully announced her arrival."

"Only to be met with silence."

"How can a place of boisterous joy be silent? On hooks and shelves, all the instruments sat idle. Not a single string was singing. Even the tables were vacant with not even a crumb set out for the mice. 'What is going on?' she wondered. Still, she was even more determined now. Picking up a lute, she played a few notes. Testing its voice, she listened to the hearty tones and wondered how anyone could have put it down. Jumping into an energetic melody, she smiled to herself. This hall echoed the sound perfectly: each note complimented each other rather than drown in a sea of cacophony. Erasing the silence eased the chill that had settled in her chest. That is, until someone snatched the lute from her hands. 'Are you mad?!' hissed a man, 'You'll draw the beast right to us!' Confused, she asked him to explain. 'Music attracts him. If you keep playing, he'll come back!' She asked him if he was speaking of the dragon she heard about. 'Yes. He has settled into the castle on the hill. Both the castle and its lord perished many years ago. The city has never been quite the same since. Now this monster has taken over and the peace in our hearts have been shattered.' The man's words sowed worry in her heart. Yet, something struck her funny: if this dragon was so vicious, then why did it only attack, when he heard music? Did music have some kind of power over him?"

"Did the dragon not like music? Why?" Nero peeked around the edges of his blanket.

Y/N fixed her son's hair behind his ear. He was already nurturing the start of a bird's nest.

"The music made him remember..." Vergil's eyes were glossed over. Y/N could tell he was somewhere else. "Remembering was...painful for him."

Not expecting a co-narrator, Y/N waited to see if he would continue.

"See, the dragon was cursed: his memories stolen from him. Hearing a melody sometimes brought those memories back in bright flashes. Remembering what he had lost pained him more than the sharpest blade. Rather than endure his past, he silenced the melody any way he could. Even if it was...cruel," explained Vergil, his voice dry.

Was that a twinge of guilt Y/N could hear?

[Continued in Part 2...W.I.P.]

#Reader x Vergil #DMC #Devil May Cry #Nero #Vergil #Dante #Nero's mother #bedtime stories #knights #dragons

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tmabigbang · 3 years

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Masterpost of TMA Big Bang 2020 Fics

To prevent clogging up anyone’s dash, we have put all of these fics under a read more since there are 28 wonderful fics created for this bang, which makes for a bit of a long post! Below the cut are links and summaries to all the fics created for this bang!

In addition to this post, you can also check out our fic page (which you can find here)! The fic page includes links to all the fics, art, and the team members that helped create them! You can also use some basic filters for rating and oneshot/multichapter to find fics.

Thank you again to all our participants, and we will see you next year!

Your Job’s A Joke (You’re Broke) by @bisexualoftheblade and @desert-lily

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27590578

Summary: Working at the Magnus Institute was stressful by default. With monsters, mayhem, and potential primordial entities, it has very little expectations for being a comfortable job. However, everyone is allowed to have a little fun sometimes - even an archivist, their assistants, and their really creepy boss. Fueled by spite and a rampant lack of heterosexuality, they all try to balance their work life with a bit of fun and a healthy dose of bullying twelve-times divorced Elias Bouchard.

I Know The End by @williammatagot

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27947966

Summary: Except, for all that beautiful poetry, Eliot was wrong, because the world doesn’t end with a bang, sure, but it doesn’t end with a whimper, either. It ends with the distant-yet-deafening voice of the man Martin loves shouting through a ragged, wild throat--I open the door. (The world ends, Jon shatters, and Martin tries to fix it. The house tries, too, in its own way.)

From the Depth of the Spiral by @trickstergod14

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27842941

Summary: Michael had no idea what was going on. He suddenly woke up in the tunnels under the Magnus Institute with no memories of the past seven years after that fateful trip to Sannikov Land. Watch as he slowly spirals into madness, regaining his memories while strengthening his bond with the Distortion along the way. Can he hide all this from the other Archival Assistants? What will happen when Jon wakes up from his coma? And what does the newly crowned Distortion Avatar, Helen, have to do with all this?

Every Word I Say is Kindling (But The Smoke Clears When You’re Around) by @ohnoimdeathing

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27956897

Summary: The unknowing left Jon stirring in the nightmares of others, watching their torment and suffering and making everything worse. He wanted to wake up, to go back to Martin, Tim, Basira, even Daisy. But he didn’t know how to. Until a voice told him to choose Though, to be honest, he doesn’t remember actually making the choice to stay a monster and live rather than be human and die. The only injury the doctors will talk about is his missing eyes, and why are all the doctors Scottish? At least Martin is here.

Spinning ‘Round (like two sides of a coin) by @awayofunderstandingit

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27835756

Summary: Time is a construct. What we know as past, present, and future all exist at the same time, ad infinitum. • Guided not by time but a spoken word poem, follow along the lives of two intertwined souls, Timothy Stoker and Sasha James. The story of their friendship from the time they meet, through growing apart, to when they fall back together, and through their time working at the Magnus Institute. Witness slices of their lives—not memories, memories would suggest the past—as they exist, ad infinitum, even at The End.

retrouvailles by @jet-siquliak

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27818092

Summary: The Magnus Institute burns. The archivist, for all intents and purposes, burned with it. In a dingy hospital room lies what remains - Jonathan sims. weak, powerless, and insignificant. On Jon’s last day in the hospital, Martin awakes from a coma, unscathed. Melanie King kicks the dirt that once housed the institute. Tim stoker wakes up in the middle of nowhere. Elias Bouchard is dead. No one knows where to go from there. Or: the destruction of one home and the making of another.

Still, I’ll Always Keep the Memory by @revolutionnaire-e

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27932125

Summary: [MARTIN turns, stepping out of the shadows towards him. It is blood, not tears. His left eye is not his own. His eyes never shone that blinding green, never shone with such malice or self-satisfied pride.] MARTIN BLACKWOOD Pleasure to see you again, Archivist.

Making Home by @cuddlytogas

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27664805

Summary: After the events in the Panopticon, Jon and Martin rush to leave London. But making their home in an idyllic safe house isn't that easy: between the layer of dust, and Forsaken still clinging to Martin's heels, it could be some time before they reach an understanding.

called your name ‘til the fever broke by @corpsesoldier

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27845161

Summary: Basira made a promise to her partner. At the end of the world, a monster comes and demands she keep it.

assorted family photos by @lesbianbirds

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27903979

Summary: When setting off on a research trip, it is advised that you prepare yourself for certain oddities that may greet you. or; key moments in a world where the entities are weaker and everyone got a bit more therapy

Timothy Stoker’s Guide to Dating by @pezilla

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27841267

Summary: Timothy Stoker has a lot of advice when it comes to matters of the heart, online agony aunt, gossip monger and general love guru. He has a list and he sticks to it. Or he did. That was before he took a job at the Magnus Institute and before he met three of the most fascinating and frustrating people to ever come into his life. Rule #7 under no circumstances fall for a co-worker. Yeah, that rule was starting to become a problem.

Running the Institute by @drowsy-salamander

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27878306

Summary: Caroline Ferguson, the entirety of the Magnus Institute's legal department, is furiously ignoring any weirdness that could be going on in her workplace, from the tech issues to the vanishing colleagues to the everything about Artefact Storage, Caroline will turn a very deliberate blind eye. They're are not her problem. Now if only those murders could also stop.

kindred spirits (not so scarce as I used to think) by @pollylittlehigher-littlelower

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27914821

Summary: An Anne of Green Gables inspired AU, set in modern day England. Jon and Georgie are childhood best friends, but the two stop talking after a falling out. Even doing their best to avoid each other, Georgie struggles to escape him, even while dealing with her own mental health issues and a blossoming romance with her housemate, Melanie. Is Jon truly the kindred spirit she once considered him? Or will the two eventually part ways for good?

Friends of Empty Graves by @artswaps

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27974807

Summary: After the coffin, she cuts her hair. Who is Alice Tonner? People are searching for her in the space she left behind, in the person she was. Daisy looks elsewhere, and tries not to choke.

just let the feeling grow by @ajkal2

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27838447

Summary: Jon is a musician. He plays songs for a living. Except love songs. He doesn't do love songs, and he makes this quite clear with anyone interested in working with him. Except his manager has booked him for a wedding. Without asking. With days before the festivities start, Jon needs help. Desperately. He won't get it from his hosts, the Lukas family. He certainly won't get it from his manager. However, there's a certain amateur poet on the Lukas' staff who has a talent for making love sound genuine.

World Cold and Hard, Moth Boy Warm and Soft by @lcjenkinswriting

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27827491

Summary: Jon, a young moth fairy, leaves the nest in search of a place that feels like home

tapes winding forward by @ghostbustermelanieking

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27858721

Summary: Martin ignores him, stops him mid-sentence to say, "Jon, what have you heard about time travel?" --- Martin and Jon wake up two years in the future. It goes about as well as can be expected.

MAG 26.5: Beach Episode by @ebenrosetaylor

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27882746

Summary: Sasha is aware of the rising tensions in the archives after Martin was stalked by Prentiss and after she had her own encounter with Michael. In an attempt to boost morale and bring them closer together, Tim suggests that they all visit the beach to unwind and get their minds off of all things paranormal. Sasha takes it upon herself to make sure that everyone has fun and relaxes, but she forgets to give herself that luxury.

Rewrite The Rulebook by @radiosandrecordings

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27823774

Summary: "Panic! Bloody panic! I've been out since I was fifteen and never once actually brought someone home. I think I just wanted to seem like I had my life together, y’know? Mainly I just... I think I just wanted someone to be there with me, so I wasn't just alone with her the entire time. A bit of comfort.” There was pause as Martin let out a dramatic sigh, seemingly relieved to ramble out his thoughts. "... I could go with you. If you want."

A Test In Patience by @talking4the1

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27917749

Summary: Elias is going about his day as the new head of the Magnus Institute in 1995. Some spreadsheets to do, meetings to attend mundane and supernatural. Nothing seems out of place until The Eye calls him to Bournemouth.

Of Mothers and Memory by @loverdontleave

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27856585

Summary: There is a story to be told, of two people, a mother and a son. Of their history together, and the sacrifices they made for each other. Perhaps they loved each other once, but that thread of connection has weakened on one end, fraying away. And it is so, so cold.

Would That I Were Golden Dust by @that-one-girl-behind-you

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27734197

Summary: The world is a lot more dangerous with your soul walking by your side, and Entities aren’t shy about feeding on golden Dust.

Till Death, Parted by @bigowlenergy

Ao3 Link:https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27749680

Summary: Jon gets caught after ripping out Gerry’s page by Trevor & Julia, and through a comedy of errors ends up engaged as an excuse. Somehow, Jon gets out alive, Gerry is freed, and they have the two hunters accompanying them as bodyguards - and as best man and best woman - without a fight. Living alone in Gerry’s London safe house afterwards will be totally fine. Jon is fine. He knows what coping is and everything! Totally fine.

The Spoken Word by @drumkonwords

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27802708/chapters/68066326

Summary: Jon wants. Their pinky twitches — stretching and curling to the tune of something musical. The song of wanting, with its motifs of long, low notes. Starting quiet and mumbling up into Jon’s chest until the strings of their heart vibrate like the strings of a double bass and all they can do is wonder who’s tune they’re matching. But they know.

First Aid by @platypik

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27948284

Summary: Jon is certain Martin has been acting strangely all morning. When Martin offhandedly mentions he took a bad tumble off the tube to work, Jon suddenly Knows that the fall had given Martin a nasty fracture. Despite his desperate pleading, Martin stubbornly refuses to let Jon drive him to the hospital. In fact, it seems he would much rather take care of it himself than have Jon worry and fuss over him. Jon would disagree.

Burning Bright, In the Forests of the Night by @triffidsandcuckoos

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27915400

Summary: The safehouse bursts into flames at their backs. You can choose to change the path. Just be ready for what else you might change.

i’ve been static for too long by @furryjefferson

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27887878

Summary: Jonathan Sims ends up with a stranger’s phone on the way home from work. All signs point to the Magnus Institute, and all roads lead to its mysterious archivist: Martin Blackwood.

through the clouds like a moonbeam by @digital-waterfall

Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/tmabb20/works/27877402

Summary: After passing through the Vast’s domain, Jon is left with an unexpected surprise-- a pair of wings. Unsurprisingly, Martin finds them beautiful. Also unsurprisingly, Jon does not.

#tma big bang 2020 #fic masterpost #the magnus archives #tma

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panharmonium · 3 years

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@dreamersscape please forgive me for tagging you in a post to respond to your comments; tumblr’s reply feature is hard to have an extended/coherent conversation on, and I’m so excited to talk to a kindred Naruto spirit that I knew I was gonna write too much for it all to fit in that space XD

re: hinata - Oh my gosh, YES, my sister and I were so frustrated by how they just completely never addressed that moment again. I wasn't surprised, because it's been clear from the beginning that this show doesn't really care much about women, so the female characters' storylines getting dropped or never explored in the first place is pretty much what I've always expected, but it's still infuriating.

Honestly, the only good thing about this show's general disinterest in women is that it means that I don't place any blame on in-story Naruto for never addressing what Hinata did for him, because I know the fact that we don't see him dealing with her confession isn't actually intended to communicate anything about his reaction/non-reaction/level of investment; it's literally just a function of the fact that the writer doesn't care about her story. It's the same way I feel about how we see so much less one-on-one time between Kakashi and Sakura - her lack of screentime with him isn't something about which a person can credibly argue "Oh, this means Kakashi doesn't care about her enough and he's a bad teacher etc etc," because the imbalance isn’t a deliberate writing decision we're supposed to analyze for characterization. It's a reflection of the fact that the entire show is super sexist. XD

re: danzo: It’s one thing to have your villain believe himself to the hero of his own story, and like, another to have Danzo basically tout having darkness in your heart being a great thing and encouraging it’s presence/cultivating it - lmao YES! And honestly, this is why I actually find Danzo LESS infuriating than the Third Hokage. Like, Danzo is Super Evil and every time he exploits another child I want to watch him die all over again, but at least he like....owns his horribleness? Whereas Hiruzen is the biggest hypocrite on the planet - when I rewatched the Shonen Jump stuff a while back (my sister and I took a little break prior to Season 11 and rewatched some old stuff), I couldn't stand listening to Hiruzen go on and on about how the entire Leaf Village is his family and it's his role to protect all of them etc etc, because like - he literally covered up the genocide of Sasuke's entire family and let the perpetrator remain in power (and that was before I even knew about all these other crimes he allowed to go unpunished!!!) Danzo may be the Worst, but at least he's not pretending to be anything other than what he is. Hiruzen is still acting like he's everybody's sweet old grandpa, and that makes me even more angry than Danzo's straight-up horribleness. (And I do agree with you, they definitely lean harder into the "Lord Third is amazing" stuff pre-Shippuden, I just still feel confused about what the show is ultimately trying to say about him because we haven't gotten an explicit enough condemnation of his choices yet, and I feel like it's way overdue XD )

re: minato - Hard agree that Minato is an enigma. I don't feel like I fully understand him either - and not in a bad way, just in the sense that he's hard to read. The toughest thing for me to parse was always how distant he seemed with his students, which was surprising to me at first, because he'd been built up as sort of this "ideal shinobi" figure for such a long time, but to me, an ideal shinobi teacher looks more like...well, Kakashi, to be honest. And it took a while for me to reconcile with the fact that Minato and Kakashi really do just relate to their students very differently. I think Minato has always been a soldier, and I think he sees children as soldiers, too - not in an evil way at all, just in the sense that this is how the shinobi world works, and how it has always worked. It's not a "wrong" way to perceive shinobi kids, in the context of the story's universe. And so when things happen to those kids, he absolutely cares, but it's also sort of just a grim fact of life for him. It's like when Kushina tells him she doesn't want to make Naruto a jinchuriki, and she asks 'why do we have to do that to him, why does he have to suffer that way for the sake of the balance of power between nations,' and Minato's response is “Because our family is Shinobi.” That was a really telling moment for me in terms of how he sees the world. It's not something I'm interested in condemning him for, like you said; I don't think the story is ever asking us to do that, it’s just a philosophy that's very different from how Kakashi sees things and what he thinks children's experiences should be like.

I guess what I ultimately think (from the material we’ve seen so far, at least) is that Minato seems to perceive the loss of his students as something that Kakashi is struggling with, not something he himself is agonizing over. It’s a very sad thing that happened, of course, but it’s just part of the way their world works/a function of the times they live in. It's not something Minato is tormenting himself about. Whereas I think that if Kakashi ever lost a kid, it would have killed him. And I don't think this fact is in any way supposed to paint Minato as a bad person. He's not! All it means is that there is a generational difference between the world Kakashi and Co. are trying to create and the world Minato always knew, and people like Minato are doing the best they can with the framework they have.

I do like the guy a lot - and I wonder what he might have been like if he had lived to see a permanent peace established.

re: little Yamato - oh boy, those episodes nearly ended me. I am already very, very, VERY weak for Kakashi and Yamato’s friendship, and seeing Kakashi rescue Yamato from that horrible place (literally and metaphorically) was too much for me to handle. Kakashi’s silhouette replacing Danzo in Yamato’s memories of being rescued from Orochimaru’s lab - that slew me. And the way Danzo tells Yamato “you have no past, no future, no name” juxtaposed with Kakashi introducing Yamato as Tenzo because he remembers from three years ago how Yamato once rebelled at being called Kinoe and yelled “MY NAME IS TENZO” - Kakashi just using that chosen name without hesitation, without question, without needing to be told...it all ties back into the recent thematic throughline the show is working with about Identity - the importance of the Tailed Beasts having names, Kabuto’s desperate and misguided search for “who and what he is,” Itachi reclaiming his true self by undoing the reanimation justu and declaring “I am Itachi Uchiha of the Leaf Village,” Obito claiming that his real name doesn’t matter anymore, that he’s Nobody...it’s fantastic how they’re pulling all this together.

re: Kakashi and little Naruto - oh man, the feelings. I agree with you that Kakashi was in no place to be dealing with this, but certainly under different circumstances I think he would have loved to be a part of baby Naruto’s life. I actually think the reasoning behind “let’s put Kakashi in a situation where he’s in close contact with someone bringing new life into the world” is sound - I think that would be a really good thing for him! Just not in the sense of “you’re Kushina’s personal bodyguard, so if anything happens to her and the baby you can blame yourself for it.” XD Like...Minato could have invited Kakashi in for dinner sometimes, instead of having him constantly stand guard under their window??? If it had been more “we care about you and we want you to be a part of our family”....ugh, that would have been amazing. Kakashi is already SO good with Naruto (who is NOT by any means an easy kid to manage) - he just has such good instincts about how to talk to that kid and teach him in ways that work WITH Naruto’s particular brand of high motivation/low frustration tolerance, ping-pong emotional extremes, explosive energy levels, zero impulse control, and an inability to process more than one thing at a time. Handling Naruto effectively would be a challenging project for any teacher, never mind taking care of Naruto and two other kids, but Kakashi is a natural at it. It would have been awesome to see what Kakashi was like with Naruto when they were even younger...though the Feels might knocked me out.

[also, you mentioned Naruto and Obito - I cannot even tell you the Extremest Agonies I was in when the big reveal happened and I had to hear Naruto blankly go “who is he” - utterly clueless, without the faintest idea that he’s looking at the person who shaped his entire moral philosophy. The amount of things that these kids don’t know...that fact that Naruto has been quoting this very person all his life and making all his major life decisions based on the lesson Kakashi relayed to them on Day One - Obito’s words - oh boy oh boy I was not capable of handling that even the littlest bit.]

#*high fives your brain right back*#feel free to gush about this show anytime - i am right there with ya! :D #replies #naruto #pan watches naruto

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melrosing · 3 years

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Hello! Sorry for asking so many questions but I like your meta. What are your favourite and least favourite Brienne takes? How do you think she'll deal with the Stoneheart/Jaime situation? Thoughts on Brienne being some kind of wlw? (I personally hc her as bisexual even if a lot of people see her as het/gay.) Ideal ending for her? Brienne dynamics you'd like to see? Any headcanons about her mother? What punishment should we inflict on GRRM if he doesn't give us information about her? She doesn't even have a name ffs.

Aw thank you! And no worries, I fuckin love talking about Bri so suits me fine lol, only just to let you know this is going to be less meta and more me warbling on about Brienne at midnight

What are your favourite and least favourite Brienne takes?

For fave Brienne takes... I like that she’s essentially both the archetypal heroic knight and the archetypal romantic heroine all whilst being told that she could never be either. living for The Duality of Brienne

For least fave, honestly spoilt for choice. Anything that suggests her key role in this story is just to max out on honour and ascend as some glorified bodyguard, like that’s not exactly how she started out. anything that says she’s just gonna die when they meet LSH so Jaime can have a grief arc before navel-gazing back to KL or whatever. also a take I read the other day which was like ‘Brienne doesn’t really experience sexuality’ like... lord.

How do you think she'll deal with the Stoneheart/Jaime situation?

I have no idea how they get out of the LSH situation, possibly Brienne has a plan up her sleeve or possibly some external factor saves them... and I kind of lean towards the latter because they’re... genuinely in a bit of a fucking pickle!!! (resolve the pickle GRRM)

but either way I feel so sure she’s not even gonna try to defend herself to Jaime and he’s gonna have to find out some other way that Brienne meant to throw away her life for his. and listen I’m gonna be living for that shit

Thoughts on Brienne being some kind of wlw?

I think it’s a cool idea, we don’t really see Brienne interact with many women (besides Cat, who I feel she has a kind of pseudo-parental thing going on with), so it’s fun to speculate what those relationships might look like. I wouldn’t say I personally hc her as wlw, at this point in time anyway, I guess mostly just because I don’t have enough scenes to work with to really run with it? but I honestly love reading other people’s hcs

Ideal ending for her?

god this is such a boring answer but to tell the truth I am so rubbish at speculating endgame!! I can theorise about imminent events but as soon as anyone asks me what I want to happen two books from now I’m like idk :-| it’s just... too far away. I read other people’s theories and let them do the work for me

like basically I want her to be loved and fulfilled and living a life of her choosing and not just in service to X Stark. groundbreaking I know

Brienne dynamics you'd like to see?

anyway despite me just being like ‘I don’t want Brienne just serving X Stark’ I do actually want to see her dynamic with Sansa! which is probably the obvious choice but for real, I want it. Sansa being a character who’s searching for true knights and finding one in Brienne, but also a kindred spirit in that they’re both such romantics and love the songs etc etc, and god I really want them to be able to talk about Cat together. the only person Sansa’s been able to talk to about her loss is like... fucking Littlefinger and I think meeting Brienne would be so cathartic for both of them, cos Brienne grieves Cat too.

but also the awkwardness of their meeting, with Brienne having been searching for her all this time and sort of vaguely imagining this innocent young girl based on what Cat’s told her, yet finding instead someone who’s really coming into her own and might not even accept Brienne’s help immediately, depending on how they meet I guess. much to think about

Any headcanons about her mother?

okay I looooved the conversations that were happening around Mrs Tarth on knifeears’ blog, particularly about her lowkey having a bit of magic going on, like prophetic dreams and a strange relationship with storm gods. and like the idea of her seeing some future for Bri in her dreams (with magic swords etc) but passing away before Bri is old enough to hear it :(

also feel like maaaybe she and Selwyn were a love match? like I’m still not quite sure how a descendant of Dunk’s ended up in House Tarth. it’s possible it was a child of Dunk and a Targ, in which case not all that surprising, but the fact that his shield was just lying around in the armoury at Evenfall and Brienne had no idea whose it was makes me think that someone with a rather opaque background married into House Tarth and brought the shield along with them, and maybe that was Brienne’s mother. I dunno, if there are holes in this feel free to point them out I’m just thinking aloud again

What punishment should we inflict on GRRM if he doesn't give us information about her?

we confiscate his little hats

#brienne of tarth #asoiaf #ask #peetamaellark #sorry this is so much rambling reading back. head full of bri

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cliveguy · 3 years

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Okay fair but now you need to explain what exactly our favourite destiel hug says about our personality because I would love to know

okay so fair warning i kind of kept forgetting it was a personality thing bc i kept getting lost in how much their hugs make me want to scream into a pillow but ENJOY!

purgatory 1: okay this hug IS pivotal bc it's their very first and it's literally where cas learned how to hug, like for all the repression dean taught cas, you have to give that one to him. also if this is your fave you're probably an og fan who lost their mind when this aired in 2012.

s9 : this hug is underrated and if it's your fave you're SO smart. like it's the only hug that doesn't come from a place of strong emotion, they aren't losing or finding each other again cas i JUST happy to see dean again. if you're insane like me and have stared a gif at it for too long, u can see cas hugs normally then after a second hugs tighter cos he doesn't wanna let go. so yeah if this is your fave you appreciate the small sweet moments and love the gay little angel

end of s11: oh this hug.... if this is your fave you definitely loveee how tragic they are. watching it is like okay this isn't a hug they're holding each other this hurts. but contextually? dean being the one about to die and still being the one to comfort cas? cas offering to die alongside dean right after? he is BILLIONS of years old and he's willing to die just so dean doesn't have to be alone in his final moments, and so he doesn't have to live without him. also the shot of dean's smile slowly slipping from his face as he realises this is the last time he'll hug cas it's really all painfully real

beginning of s12: im biased because this is my favourite so if this is also your favourite you have amazing taste. it's sooooo... like obviously it's a parallel to the previous hug in the most painful way possible, but it's so obviously not platonic and we have mary going 🧐 in the bg to tell us this. i can't explain how much this one makes me want to open my window and scream but like it's not a hug it's an EMBRACE. in like 2012 after the first purgatory hug everyone made posts like "i wish cas and dean would just have an emotional hug" and this is what i always pictured so thank u for that ❤️

when dean and sam got out of prison: okay this one is overlooked and it kinda makes me laugh cos dean does a like... unnecessary macho back pat while cas just throws his arms around him and tries to recreate their last hug. i think misha collins is a genius for this one and if this is your favourite one then you two are kindred spirits

s13 reunion: if this is your favourite then your taste is immaculate. it's the conclusion of the widower arc.... the way we haven't actually seen dean initiate a hug like this since he thought he'd lost cas in purgatory, and cas doesn't even knowwww like you can see he's kinda surprised because he didn't SEE the insanity of the widower arc.

purgatory 2: okay their first and last hugs being in purgatory makes me put my head in my hands for a really long time. i can't even think about it like if you put the moments side by side and remember that dean literally just threw out a love confessjkn...... Insanity. if this is your favourite then you like obviously love the parallels and drama of s15 and you DO have taste but also love tragedy

#spnposting #ask #anonymous #im sorry i didnt wanna leave this unanswered but ive had like. maybe a bit too much to drink #and im listening to bare a popera #so im like having a biiiit of a time

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lucy-ghoul · 3 years

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Mikasa Ackermann, Levi Ackermann, Amane Misa, Aeron Greyjoy for the charactet ask :3

SOMEONE HEARD MY PRAYERS AND NOW MY TIME HAS COME, tysm!!!!! <3

okay, let's start with levi (my beloved):

hogwarts house: gryffindor (maybe....?) | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff

ugh, the hp sorting house system is way too reductive. he has qualities of gryffindor, slytherin, and hufflepuff - brave, astute, loyal to a fault, etc. so it's a hard choice. but if i really have to choose, i'd go for gryffindor. i know that his Bad Boy facade shouts slytherin, but while he has larger goals (killing all the titans, then saving the world etc.), he's got no actual ambition for himself. hufflepuff would also be a good option.

daemon (from the his dark materials series): (because i've just decided that's just way more accurate than the hp method) some kind of big feline. maybe a panther - a black panther would be the ideal - aloof, predatory, dangerous, fiercely independent.

best quality: besides his obvious strenghts as a leader and warrior, the way he cares for his comrades-in-arms. it's very hard to gain his trust and respect, but once you have it, it's forever. he's pragmatic and ruthless, yes, but he also has a huge capacity for compassion and friendship. not that he would be effusive about his affections, of course.

worst quality: none, he's absolutely perfect ❤ jklsdfhjk jokes aside, he really struggles to open up (a serious understatement), idt he ever talked about his traumatic past with anyone. i mean, maybe he mentioned it to hange and erwin (erwin knew him when he was still an undergound thug, so...), but... he's not great with feelings. despite his apathetic, intimidating mask, he feels and cares deeply, but he has a long history with losing the people he loves, so he tries to not personally care about his squadmates, which can be both a strenght and a weakness. of course, he spectacularly fails at this.

ship them with: well, it's not a secret that i'm a huge rivamika fan, this ship is almost literally consuming my waking thoughts lmao. imo they're perfectly compatible: very similar personalities (stoic, the strongest warriors, absolutely terrifying on the battlefield but with a soft underbelly), very similar pasts/experiences, so many parallels that it's actually ridiculous, etc. i love how they're both each other's equals and likeness (yes, i took it from jane eyre. no, i don't regret anything lmao). a lot of tropes i love, too: Terrible First Impression (the Pride and Prejudice vibes are so strong with these two, you have no idea), Kindred Spirits/Mirror Images, Veteran/Young Prodigy, The Last of Their Kind, even Height Difference lmao. i could write a whole rivamika manifesto, but this is already too long. (maybe for some other time 👀) i would've loved for their dynamic to be more explored in canon but alas, isayama clearly didn't give a shit about the ackerman legacy, he just used it as a plot shortcut to give them conveniently unique powers, since they never really talked about it 🙄 (and before some troll comes into my askbox shouting "you iNcEsT fReAk!!!!1!!", they're only very distantly related. we know shit about the ackermans but we know for sure that they've got at least several generations between them. biologically their shared DNA is 0%, obviously they don't see each other as family, all the eldians have a dead ass common ancestor from 2000 years ago so they're all basically ⁓related anyway. if you really wanna scream about i.ncest, go watch got/dark/the borgias and shut the fuck up please. or alternatively go outside and touch some grass) sorry for the rant, uh. anyway, i can also see levi/erwin. idk if i'd ever care enough to read a fic about them (i'm usually a huge multishipper, but for some weird reason not when it comes to rivamika? same with braime and kastle tbh), but still, i can see it.

brotp them with: hange and erwin, obv. veteran trio >>> ema trio, sorry not sorry (at least h. and e. died before yams had the chance to ruin their character arcs)

needs to stay away from: ...uh, filth, i guess? lmao

misc. thoughts: besides the stupid teenage fangirl crush i have on him, i'm genuinely fascinated by the man himself. he's a huge mess of a contradictions, and yet somehow it works: he's violent and brash and kind of an asshole, but also has a strong moral code and integrity; he's obv very skilled at all the killing/torturing stuff and yet he has a huge respect for life; he's got a potty mouth to say the least, and yet some very aristocratic manners/tastes (the way he sits, his preference for tea and usually refined clothes); he comes from what's supposed to be an illustrous bloodline, he's methodical and very precise, and yet he was born and raised in the underground, he's been used to filth and blood and poverty since he was a child, kenny of all people was his father figure, and probably has known no other life than a perennial survival mode existence. he's "humanity's strongest soldier", but while well-built he's also small, the david to the titans' goliah, and probably not what people would assume a born warrior looks like. he's also one of the few characters who stayed true to himself and his original characterization until the end, bless you smol king ❤

(okay, this is getting long!)

mikasa:

hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff

this is actually easy: mikasa belongs to hufflepuff and no, i won't take criticism (just joking lol). enough with this "hufflepuffs are fluffy puppies/Cinnamon Rolls <3" thing: mikasa values loyalty and duty more than anything else. she's also hardworking... and fierce, strong, lethal. yes, hufflepuff and lethal are not mutually exclusive concepts.

daemon: (finally the better option) a she-wolf, fiercely protective of her pack.

best quality: loyal, brave, incredibly strong (alongside her more fragile qualities). practical and level-headed on the battlefield, at least when eren is not included in the picture.

worst quality: struggles to let go of the past (understandable, considering her trauma). tunnel-vision when it comes to eren, obv. extreme levels of delusions ("if only i spoke openly about my romantic feelings for him - as if i didn't made them abundantly clear in ⁓6 years - he wouldn't kill 80% of humanity :(((" lmao okay. just. okay), but that's more on the writing. she's sadly more static than any other main character throughtout the whole series.

ship them with: see above :) but recently i've also started to be intrigued by mikasa/annie and mikasa/sasha. also, i'm sympathetic to jeankasa fans, though i don't actually care for the ship.

brotp them with: EMA trio, especially armin+mikasa. their friendship is so beautiful and special. also sasha.

needs to stay away from: ...... eren, at least romantically. again, that's more on the writing than anything else, but e.remika unfortunately encompasses many tropes i loathe with all the strength of my old shriveled heart: childhood friends-to lovers where the (male) childhood friend doesn't acknolewdge/is completely indifferent to the other (female) friend's romantic feelings, she hopelessly pines for him for years without anything more than a cold shoulder... until in the last chapter it's revealed that he loved her all along and doesn't "want other men to have her!!! :((" (then why did you have no reaction whatsoever to jean's years-long crush on her while she was jealous of any vaguely female-shaped human being you were friendly to, including hange? are you that dumb, man?); the female character's development and entire arc 100% revolves around the male protagonist - she has no goals, no dreams of her own except staying with him forever and ever; the romance is based on an idealized childhood dream, therefore reaffirming those childish illusions would make the character regress, not actually grow up (and nope, epilogue!jk doesn’t count; that also lacks build-up - i would’ve said the same about rm as well, so it’s not about shipping, guys, it really isn’t - and mikasa needed an inner change; getting married to another man but still praying to eren’s shrine is not substitute to actual development lol). post-time skip she's never really frustrated/angry with him, they never get a confrontation about him becoming a, y'know, mass-murderer of gigantic (pun intended) proportions; she puts him on a pedestal, and never stops idealizing him/never sees him for what he actually is (the narrative framing him as some kind of tragic martyr/saint eren from paradis with zero agency and basically... no clear motivation for the abovementioned mass murder, and not the actual complex tragic anti-hero/villain motivated by revenge and righteous fury he deserved to be, does not help). it lacks a good or even decent build-up - it's basically all tell and not show. now, if they'd actually been childhood friends to enemies to lovers/mutually co-dependent... it could have been interesting. sadly, it's not my cup of tea. of course this is just my personal preference, no hard feelings to the shippers.

misc. thoughts: enormous potential. she's been my fav female character since s1 - and ah, i miss s1!mikasa, when she had actually other stuff to do besides mothering eren. i love that she's the strongest warrior (second only to levi, obv), that her skills are never called into questions despite her gender, i love how she stands up for herself and the people she loves, that she may seem cold and stoic and yet has a such a huge heart, that she's not perfect but also sometimes awe-inspiring. sadly, she never really gets out of eren's shadow; what she lacks is an arc focused on herself. that's why imo getting deeper into the ackerman lore would've helped (also, you cannot make the main female character and the most popular male character descend from the same Unique Bloodline or whatever, and never really make them acknowledge it out loud; as a writer, you just can't lol). my spite is so strong that i'm currently writing a ridiculously pretentious fic that's 70% development for her character, to give her a voice, and 30% ackerthirsting. (yes, that's the fic i'm always vagueblogging about lmao, rip @ my brain). if any other rivamika fan is interested… mind you, it’s in italian tho, and idt i have the skills to translate into english.

misa:

hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff

daemon: mmh, maybe some kind of butterfly? beautiful, colorful, and short-lived.

best quality: glorious fashion sense, more inventive and ingenious than fans actually give her credit for.

worst quality: shallow, impulsive, and obv her dependence on/obsession with light (which stems from trauma btw, but still… the very opposite of a relationship between equals).

ship them with: rem, kinda (monster/human ftw!). also weirdly enough mogi, a little bit? she deserves someone who actually respects her… though she’s far from being a perfect angel. she may actually be crazier than light on some aspects. but in this house we stan evil ladies anyway, so i have no problem with that <3

brotp them with: uh, idk, maybe matsuda?

needs to stay away from: obv light. also takada.

misc. thoughts: a tragic victim of sexist writing. she may be… unhinged to say the least, but she didn’t deserve the abuse she got from light (and from the fans). the female characters’ writing in dn is so bad that idk if it’s on purpose, to kinda mirror the reality of women in a patriarchal society (dependent on men, housewives whose life entirely revolves around their husband/boyfriend etc.), or just casual misogyny lol. it’s even more baffling since we don’t know the author’s gender (they may be a man, a woman, nb, anything really). i tend for the latter option tho.

aegon greyjoy (now, i wasn’t expecting him lol):

hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff

i’m so sorry, i haven’t the slightest idea lmao. maybe gryffindor? mind you, it’s been a long time since i’ve re-read the books, so i don’t have many thoughts about him.

daemon: maybe it’s cliché, but some kind of fish/squid lmao

best quality: ugh, i really can’t remember much from his chapters :(( he’s not a coward, i guess? (lame answer, sorry!)

worst quality: definitely his religious fanaticism.

ship them with: no one.

brotp them with: uh… his family, ig? except euron.

needs to stay away from: obv euron. brr ://

misc. thoughts: i genuinely like the greyjoys chapters, though i vastly prefer the martells (with the exception of theon and asha, bcs i love them). yes, they’re deranged. yes, victarion is… well, victarion lol. but the drowned god religion is actually interesting, grrm knows how to write trauma - every time aeron mentions euron and that freaking door i’m like… :// - and the tragedy of it all… just great writing all around.

okay, that’s the end lmao. thank you so much, love!!! ❤❤

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septiembrre · 4 years

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Rio Headcanons

Tagged by the wonderful @foxmagpie

What are your headcanons about Rio’s family? Siblings? Parents? Lifestyle growing up?

I really love the idea of Rio having been raised by a supportive, healthy, loving, beautiful nuclear family. I personally have imagined him with siblings -- sisters! Cousins! I think his respect for women and their power has to come from somewhere and it’s probably a matriarch. He has a strong handle on parenting and I think he must be modeling his own caregivers...

But, @foxmagpie pointed out the black & white vintage photos in his closet... Obviously, I had seen them but I just understood them to be like my family’s own old photographs. I had thought -- they’re just his ancestors, probably his grandparents or bisabuelos. But, then I realized there’s no sign of sisters, any siblings or of his parents in his apartment. The Good Girls set design team loves a ridiculously terrible photo prop (hello old Dean/Beth family photos) and you know they would have been down to make the same thing for Rio... but alas. All we have are those photos of Rio + Marcus, an ambiguous baby picture and the black & white photo and it’s probably intentional.

I come from a small, atypical Mexican-American family structure myself, but I feel for him. I always headcanoned that he had a dad who had died when he was a kid or a teenager and that maybe his mom was still around and involved in his & Marcus’ life. But, quizas no?

I’m curious about how much Beth knows now about Rio’s family structure from Rhea. She knows Rhea’s a single mom, and her co-parent was out of the picture for a spell. But, I think Rhea would have also mentioned involvement or support from Marcus’s other set of abuelos/her former in-laws?

So... who were Rio’s caregivers? His grandparents? No sisters??? We should all collectively DM Manny and ask him to share his own Rio backstory headcanons. Haha, watch -- the show is totally going to ret-con this in Season 4.

It’s interesting overall how the writer’s deploy family world-building for the characters. Dean’s mom is the only one on-screen -- and Dean’s parents overall have gotten more build out than any other family history combined (wild!). I know that’s influenced by them casting Jessica Walter who is phenom, but expanding out the family histories is such a rich area for the show creators to play in if they choose to go there. All of our main protagonists have deceased parents. I think it’s been a choice on the show to play into a lack of safety net and support for the women. For better or for worse, Beth, Ruby & Annie are at a point where they are it for their children.

That being said -- I would love to meet Stan’s parents! And I would love to get information about Rio’s coming-into-crime especially as a parallel to Beth’s experience. It’s the parallel we would all want and the parallel we deserve. (Dear show, Stop with the Boland family parallels, PLEASE! If I have to hear about Dean��s scummy dad one more time--).

But, yes, I’m very invested in Beth & Annie’s, Ruby’s, Stan’s, and, of course, Rio’s families and hope we get to see more characterization unfold over the next seasons.

What are your headcanons for Rio and Rhea’s relationship? How do you think they met, at what point did Rhea learn about his work, was Rio in love with her, etc.?

I’m so curious about what attracts Rio to people/his love interests. It’s becoming clear what attracts him to Beth... But, I wonder about has attracted him to others.

While Beth & Rhea are both moms (haha, and beautiful, and well-endowed with the boobs), that’s in the present time on the show -- Rio was attracted to Rhea before she was a mom. I wonder what he looks for? What did he see in Dylan?

Hmmm.

What are your headcanons about Rio’s and Mick’s relationship? Did they meet through crime? Are they lifelong friends?

I want them to be childhood friends!!!! I want that so badddddd!!!

Oh, god, can you imagine a flashback to them young in crime?! Like late teens or early 20s? Ha, as a parallel to the Beth + Ruby scene/origin story? I would die. DIE.

Do you think Rio’s been arrested before Beth got him arrested in 1.10? When, and what for?

Ha, I don’t think he’s been arrested for anything significant. He’s plenty sanctimonious about keeping his name out of everything.

If Rio weren’t a crime boss, what jobs do you think he’d be good at? Why?

I mean he’s probably great a math, phenom at managing a huge team/multiple business ventures, and super charismatic. What couldn’t he do?

I think he was probably pushed to crime because of lack of opportunity for MOC and the need for money. This does make me think he came up poor. But, I think he stayed in crime because he’s so good at it, and likes the flexibility, the creativity, the $$$, and the power.

I think he could go legit and still be pulling in decent buck with all of his business fronts but he doesn’t choose to.

What are Rio’s hobbies outside of work and Marcus? What do you think he’d get up to on a day with absolutely no responsibilities?

He’s obviously an art heaux. The real question is WHAT’S HIS MEDIUM???? If he actually produces art like the abstract stuff up in his house, I would scream. I can see him being into photography when the mood strikes him and he has time. #hipster

I like the idea of Rio taking cooking classes in some sort of exclusive, foodie way (1:1 with a chef, or a compa who is a fly line cook).

We know he plays tennis and I also imagine he boxes and works out at the type of high-end gym I could only dream of. It probably never smells of sweat, and all the machines are top-end, brand new. I mentioned in a post a while ago that I wasn’t sure if I wanted Rio to be my boyfriend, my bff, or to adopt me -- and I stand by it.

Who do you think Dylan is to Rio (a friend, an associate, someone he was dating?) and why?

I do lean towards friend/associate/some one he’s fucked. Rio was very handsy with Dylan’s person. Obviously, in real life Manny & Adelfa are married, and I think they were leaning heavily on that intimacy in the scene.

But Rio also didn’t kiss Dylan? Which leads me back to -- damn, Rio. You were fronting so hard. Like... that was high-school-level showmanship.

What do you think Rio’s goals for the future are?

I think he wants to be his own boss, I think he likes being at the top of the food chain, and I think he wants to stay in crime because he still sees opportunities.

I’m so curious as to what his $$$ bench marks are?

Beth’s are current financial security and probably college for all of her little ones. So what it for Rio?

- College for Marcus?

- Inheritance for Marcus?

- Inheritance for all of his (nonexistent) family?

It has to be more than that. He’s already hit these benchmarks based off of the status symbols in the show (the G-Wagon, the quality of furniture in his loft, Rhea’s offer of maybe like a $5-10k check to Beth. Beth’s not family!).

What do you think Rio is bad at (cooking, dancing, singing, etc.)? How come?

I don’t think he can bake.

I also don’t seem him being good at boldly lying to people? It’s definitely not his style. He’s more of a lying by omission type of person. I don’t see him being able to spin a tale like Beth, but he also doesn’t have her white privilege/whole suburban mom aesthetic.

Hm, I haven’t rewatched the show in a minute but I think the only time we’ve seen him boldly lie is to Beth -- when he lies about the nature of their relationship. Haha, and he’s really bad at it. Maybe this isn’t the fairest thing to judge him on. But, I think his lying relies on purposeful silence.

Why do you think Rio is drawn to Beth?

I think Rio was drawn to Beth because she’s a survivor, she’s scrappy and she’s smart. I think he’s drawn to how quick she is on her feet. Beth has limited awareness but she can be really good at navigating what’s going for her and leveraging it for her gain (and Rio’s). I think he’s also been drawn to her because she’s a parent, and she can be really brave (I would say reckless!! Beth, stop endangering yourself!).

Beth’s also like absurdly beautiful. Christina is ethereal and they try to make her ... frumpy or something in the show. But... we have eyes. And Rio certainly has eyes for her figure, and her face, and like all the attributes and isn’t shy about letting her know.

Why do you think Rio didn’t kill Beth? Was it their past, his present feelings for her, because he needed her business? Some combination?

I think Rio sees a kindred spirit in Beth and at this point (post-Season 3), she’s in his life now. Despite all that she’s done to him, he seems completely unable to extricate himself from her. I think this due to his present past feelings for her. The business is a bonus, a front if you will.

In Season 2, there were these questions for Beth about whether all of it was real -- if she meant something to Rio, if Beth could walk back all of her crimes so far and retreat into anonymity. In Season 3, we know that Beth can’t let go of crime, and that she’s capable of the same dark deeds as Rio, and we know that Rio did care for her, cares for her still apparently because he’s very much in his feelings. Those Season 3 picnic table scenes? Wow.

Ah, can you believe these two are going to like... have some sort of development in their relationship again? Obviously, it will be full of strife and conflict. But isn’t it wild that we have another Brio sex scene in store for us one day? Jenna Ban’s comment, “You don't go from having the hottest sex of your life to wanting someone dead without conflicted feelings�� is just the BIGGEST TEASE. How are our bbs going to be intimate with each other again?

OKAY THIS ENDED UP BEING SUPER LONG. Jeez... If you’ve gotten this far, thank you for engaging with my headcanons. Lmk what you think :-)

#ggweek2020 #rio

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edenkept · 4 years

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❛ NOW I KNOW IT’S NOT YOU , but me that i'll love a little more .

wish i could use emojis to express how i feel , but jus know that for the entire day that ONE PART in roman holiday has been playing in my head on repeat & i ? couldn’t turn it off . anyway , my intros r usually super long SO i tried to keep it - how u say - condensed this time . but i’m so excited & i am so hyped to write w all of u ! @opalsmedia

LINKS : google doc / pinterest / spotify / tik tok compilation

𝑭𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑨𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑳𝑺

full name : baek ye - seul

nickname(s) / alias(es) : eden park ( english name )

age / dob : twenty one / march 3 ‘99

hometown : seoul , south korea

current location : guildford , england

ethnicity : korean

nationality : english - south korean

gender : cis female

pronouns : she / her

orientation : pansexual , grayromantic

religion : agnostic , raised catholic

face claim : jung chaeyeon

language(s) spoken : korean , mandarin , cantonese , english , some french

speech : english is her first language - seven years spent in london before being whisked away to another world , she’s still got a hold on a formal accent - though , doesn’t sound completely english or american , some ambiguous mixture of someone who’s practiced the language with someone who isn’t a complete expert . all being said , she’s enchanting enough to fool even the wisest into listening - schemes flinging from parted lips that garner attention , though often what follows is informal & laced with sour intentions .

hair : naturally dark , so dark its comparable to a moonless sky , though , in the summer & constant sunlight it’s known to lighten ( just - barely ) . kept just past her shoulder blades , her hair is naturally straight ( barely wavy ) & not often styled . healthy & thick , requires little uptake at current length , so it’s common to see it all down - at most , will be swept up into a messy up - do to be kept out of her face when doing something important . entirely effortless , her hair is often the least of her worries .

eyes : quite the defining feature , her eyes are sharp & cat like . the same color of the earth after an unforgiving rain storm , it’s easy to see past a confident exo - skeleton to see the unresolved pain in her eyes . holders of wisdom & excitement , there’s a lot of sadness that reside in her hues - a lone survivor in an unheard war , she doesn’t let enough people close enough to ever let them see it . instead , it’s more often found to catch her sending a glimpse from over the edge of a book - sly & clever .

height : five feet , five inches

build : athletic , with toned limbs & a toned torso .

tattoos : none .

piercings : only earlobes .

scars : easily hidden , a small two centimetre scar on the inside of her right wrist , just below the fleshy part of her palm . when asked , the consistent story is an accident when moving in with her adopted parents - a child throwing a tantrum & getting themselves hurt . nobody knows the real story , she doesn’t seem keen on sharing .

clothing style : academia aesthetic , she surrounds herself with like minded women who’ve the same ideals & personalities . distinguishable by their clothing , carefully smoothed high waisted a - line skirts , high turtlenecks & long coats over black tights . looks sophisticated enough to have a butler ( which , she does ) but intellectual enough to debate her professor ( which , she often does ) .

usual expression : like she knows too much , as if she’s seen too much & she’ll use it to her advantage . with the constant curve of her lips & the glint that’s always present in her eyes , she always looks as if she’s about to cause as much trouble . devil’s advocate , it wouldn’t be too far off for her to be minutes away from stirring the pot .

distinguishing characteristics : her fleeting laugh - it catches your ear as she passes you in the corridor , always red nails ; deep in color , it matches the shade of blood , a walk that demands attention - it exudes an aura of importance , cat like eyes that always look like they’ve caught you doing something you aren’t supposed to be doing .

𝑹𝑼𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺

exterior : ethereal , she holds herself to an impossibly high standard that everyone can see . is it intentional ? the looks sent over her shoulders , how she parts the halls to reach a friend - no . a normal girl from a normal world , she’s sat in the front of the lecture hall making eye contact with the instructors ; the kind of classmate who learns everyone’s ( everyone’s ) name & collects numbers in a well worn notebook to send out guides & make friends . even if you don’t know eden , you know of eden - the life of the party who always arrives with glowing skin & a passionate argument to have in the kitchen . elite , the rumors of a heaven fallen girl wrap around her with the moonlight ( her journal left in the library , she’s god chosen ) - passionate , with the fires of both heaven & hell wrapped in her . almost normal ( not quite ) , the kind of girl to greet everyone by name while running through almost empty corridors - she tugs a lifetime of sorrow behind her , hides it behind ambition & blind loyalty .

interior : war torn , a victim of poison dipped claws & a dip into the river styx . her mind doesn’t match her body , stuck in between the pages of a grand journey where she views the world as a story . a punishment for early childhood , penance has been found in intricate metaphors that don’t match the sharp callousness that falls from her lips . lost in a universe where she’s half god , half devil & her enemies are heaven - bound , she pushes it all down to pass as normal . a normal girl , with normal goals & normal roles . poetry in her dreams , written down on hidden yellow pages that aren’t meant to be seen by the ordinary . found hidden away in locked boxes are journeys & important figures that only her mind understands ; a gaping scar in her life that she’ll never rid herself of .

𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪𝑳𝑬

this is NOT gna be pretty i spent too many brain cells on my app .

TRIGGER WARNINGS : abuse

there’s an email from doctor seong ; it reads of baek ye seul & important things to note before a first session with her . irreversibly traumatized from early childhood captivity & abuse , she’s learned to cope by transforming her life into an intricately weaved story . each significant figure in her life has a title , an assigned metaphor & character - though , outwardly , she’ll show no signs of trauma . in fact , the opposite - she shows tremendous progress in her personal life , easygoing with peers , approachable & passionate - keep an eye on her movements , if anything internal ever goes external , it’s a dangerous sign .

a file left open on an agent prothero’s office - MI6 stamped & redacted but he knows the story by heart . poor eden , left in the hands of a capable agent that chose a target over her own country . the product of a traitor & a criminal , whereabouts were unknown for the first six years of her life ; but through extensive therapy & decoding childish messages , he’s learned enough to swear to always keep an eye on her . held captive on a london penthouse , had her life threatened & well being always held just out of reach while her mother & father stayed hidden . not much else is known , no specifics , just one instance - she drowned , almost , she says . held under , he can still remember her asking what the most peaceful way to die is . he sends her to partners in south korea , people who want a daughter & promise to raise her the best they can .

pour over comments left on old social media pages , she’s a hit in her new life . sheds her english name as quickly as she received it & thrives overseas while growing into a formidable woman . she’s intelligent ( reminds someone of a mother who had it all once ) , sharp & witty . filled with enough passion to light a palace ablaze , she strives for greatness & settles for absolutely nothing . always equipped with a plan & a way , she gets everything she wants ( & she always earns it , there isn’t a single unearned trophy on her shelf ) . either loved or despised , she shines as bright as stars that are millions of light years away from earth .

in her planner , an acceptance letter carefully pressed & laminated . someone told her she’d never get in , but she sits on campus & smiles - she’s capable of doing anything she wants . next to the letter is an unblemished business card . agent prothero , who found her , gave her the means to burn everything down - he hands her a promise & information that always swims around her head . her parents aren’t dead , kept hidden by everyone in her life , they’re still kicking & on the run . a goal formulated as he reminds her to finish her schooling - there’s the same glint in his eye that she often sees in the mirror - a promise made to finish & return . some people deserve a downfall , her mother’s will be her .

𝑪𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑫

throuple / trio : hee hee , as explained in my app , jus three prodigies who get along so well that they’re jus the best of friends . kindred spirits , always found together , wearing complimenting colors while they try not to laugh to hard in the library over something rly stupid . they hold hands while walking through hidden corridors & keep their heads down to the wind , but it’s always the three of them .

unrequited rivalry : i.e. an opal who sees her as a “rival” ( or jus pushes her ) & eden’s like haha peepeepoopoo in response cos she doesn’t think anyone’s worthy enough to be her rival . if anything , she thinks it’s more endearing than annoying & it gives her something / someone to look forward to when the time comes down to it .

the angle to her deivl : anyone who’s a lil kinder , a lil softer & not as annoying around the edges . eden consistently plays devil’s advocate & will stir the pot it if brings drama & a little bit of chaos into her life , this muse is someone who’s always the ‘ eden no ’ to her ‘ eden yes ’

in relation to her circlet : fully explained in my app , but eden unabashedly views her coven as family - even if she does lean into the role of annoying cousin . she’s no leader , more of an antagonistic side kick who always plays devil’s advocate & causes trouble . that being said , when things get dirty & things need solving , that’s her main job ( she ? thinks )

in relation to the opals : opals , shmopals . a characteristic flaw is her disregard to authority figures ( always seen arguing with professors , will fight the p*lice when called to a party , has tackled various figures around campus ) , including the opals . respect should be earned & besides being her seniors , she’s seen no other reason to respect them . so , she’s outwardly disrespectful & idk what to say .

#opalsintro #THIS IS OOSOOO FLGNFJEAFH HAHHEH #WEAK SAUCE !

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goddessofthundathighs · 5 years

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I’ll Take Yo Man

A little college Hennessy and Erik foolishness concocted by @hearteyes-for-killmonger & myself. Based on the following prompt:

Friday. The day Hennessy had been looking forward to the whole week. Erik would be home from his most recent deployment the next day and she needed to prepare for his return. She went and got her hair done, opting for a silk press to her usually springy curls. She followed that up with a well deserved pedicure and a full-set of stiletto dick grabbers, both in his favorite color on her: sunflower yellow. She was now perusing the shelves of MAC, looking to restock her dwindling supply of Snob and Saint Germain lippies and her prep + prime lip primer. The freshly cleaned diamonds in the Cuban link necklace Erik gifted her twinkled under the light of the store, attracting the attention of the young woman working. She was about 5’9, 150 pounds wet with what looked to be a 24-inch body wave weave with a lifting frontal and lipstick that clashed with her undertones. Cute, but not Hennessy. She looked Henny up and down with familiarity before her eyes finally landed on the letter E tattoo that rested on her collarbone.

“Oh, you must be the new freak of the week?”

“Excuse me?” Hennessy asked with a raised eyebrow. Erik was popular, so it was no surprise that the whole state of Massachusetts knew that he was officially off the market.

“I know that Cuban, he gave me one like it when we were fucking around. Erik?”

“Who are you?” The name tag on her chest read Brittani, but it should’ve said Bold Bitch, seeing as how she was questioning Henny like she was Erik’s mother.

“I’m Brittani. Erik and I fucked around on the regular up until about a year ago.”

Hennessy smiled as Brittani spoke, remembering the day that he stumbled on her doorstep.

"And you still on him? Baby, move on." This caused Brittani to give her the most menacing look.

“Funny, you’re bigger than his usual type.”

Oh, you one of them bitches. Salty as the everlasting fuck that a thicc bitch took the nigga you wanted.

“Any particular reason why you’re divulging this information? I’m just tryna buy some lipstick not hear your dating history.”

Brittani smirked, snatching the items from Hennessy’s hands and ringing them up aggressively.

"History tends to repeat itself. I could take your man. Easily! Look at me and look at you.”

Hennessy laughed loudly then, completely disregarding the Great Value Cyn Santana. Having been officially dating the soon-to-be King of Wakanda for a year now, she was used to slimmer, Instagram-esque women feeling loose at the lips when it came to her boyfriend. At face value, Erik was the total package. He was incredibly smart, handsome, and his sex could convert even the most devout nun. But the real Erik, the fragile lost boy who had discovered his father’s lifeless body when he was only a young boy, that was a completely different story. The real Erik was moody, mean, and when he was in Killmonger-mode, a vengeful shell of a man that cared about nobody else’s feelings but his own. It had taken some time, but Hennessy had skillfully and meticulously broken down some of the rougher areas of his psyche and had learned things about him that no one else would dream of knowing. In him, she'd found a kindred spirit. A twin flame. They had bonded over their love for marijuana and their need to escape the realities of their tragic childhoods. She'd seen him at his weakest, his ugliest, and his most tragic. They'd butt heads and found homeostasis more times in a month than most couples even saw each other. She knew no one else could handle the man she called hers and she’d be lying if she said the idea of someone trying was not comical.

“I'll tell you what. You can have him, but I guarantee after 24 hours you’ll give him back.”

“Shiiid. I know what that dick is like and I swore that if I ever got it again, I’d never let him go.”

Hennessy laughed harder as the young woman slid the bag of purchased items across the counter.

“I’ll give you 24 hours. Any longer and you're stuck with him.”

“Deal.”

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“You really out here tryna pimp a nigga, huh?” Erik asked from his place between Hennessy's legs. After having successfully broken her back on every surface of their shared apartment since he stepped foot in the door the previous day, Erik was now lazily resting on Hennessy’s belly while she massaged through his dreads. He had missed the way her plush body melted into his, much like the memory foam mattress they were currently lounging on. He loved the way their bodies fit together, like Bast had created her just for him. She was his personal Sour Patch kid, sweet and sour depending on her mood, but always soft.

“It’s only pimping if we're getting paid. Lil’ Mama said she could take you from me, so I told her she could have you. You and I both know you’ll be back.”

“You damn right. You’re my favorite brown liquor and plus, I can’t leave my Creole lady for too long. What you gonna do while I’m gone?”

Um, party? She thought to herself.

“Relax,” she said instead. Though there were experiments that needed to be done, she was going to use the day for some much needed self-care. Her hair had long since sweated out from its silky state, so she planned to wash and twist it, exfoliate and shave, and binge watch all the shows she’d missed during the week.

“You relaxed while I was gone, ma,” he pouted as he snuggled closer to her.

“No, I worked while you were gone. You know I have to keep busy so I don’t miss ya fat head ass so much.”

“You love my fat head though, boffum,” he teased as he ran his fingertips up her thighs.

“You’re disgusting,” she sneered.

“Filthy,” he called back, dipping his fingers between her thighs, drawing a soft mewl from her.

“Again?” she pouted.

“I missed my baby,” he growled before his tongue met her folds.

Here we go again.

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Erik watched Brittani's back, unimpressed by her lack of food and general unpreparedness. Hadn't she heard that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach? She sat a bowl in front of him and stuck a spoon in it like she was done.

“Bruh. What the fuck is this? I asked for shrimp and grits, not oatmeal,” Killmonger fussed from his seat at Brittani’s counter. He had been in one of his moods ever since he came over, mentally noting to curse his girlfriend out for subjecting him to such torture, and now she was trying to kill him. Immediately he began to remember why he cut Brittani off in the first place. She was cute, but that was all she had going for herself. She couldn’t cook, she wouldn’t clean, and she was always in his business and trying to go through his phone. If she wasn’t trying to force herself onto his dick then she was whining about wanting him to take her shopping and show her off, though she wasn’t much of a trophy. She couldn't even keep her wig under control. He could see the screen door material sitting on top of her forehead. Henny always put makeup on hers. He could see her in the mirror now, doing that goofy ass dance she did whenever she got a new wig, patting and parting to make sure it looked good. He looked down at his watch. 16 more hours to go. This was finna be a long day.

“That is shrimp and grits, babe. I followed the recipe and everything.” Hennessy didn’t need a recipe.

“My name is Erik,” he reminded her as he tried to lift the spoon from the bowl. “Call me babe again and I’ll slit ya throat,” he threatened, mostly serious. “Why the grits so thick? Did you devein the shrimp? Is this a shell?!” His appetite quickly diminished when he spotted a creature the size of his thumb crawl across the stovetop.

“SHIT…. I’m going to the gym,” he snarled dusting himself, suddenly paranoid.

You love me especially gentle every time // You keep me on my feet happily excited // By your cologne, your hands, your smile, your intelligence // You woo me, you court me, you tease me, you please me // You school me, give me some things to think about // Ignite me, you invite me, you co-write me, you love me, you like me // You incite me to chorus, ooh

Back at their apartment, Henny was soaking in a vanilla lavender bath while her curls deep conditioned under her large pink bonnet. Jill Scott serenaded her while the warm water soothed her aching muscles, an indication of the previous night’s activities. Her music was interrupted by her ringtone.

“Miss me already, Daddy?” she teased, putting the phone on speaker so she could finish her bath.

“This bitch got bugs bigger than me crawling around her shit. Them bitches benching 350. I’m not sleeping there tonight for them niggas to jump me in my sleep.. and I’ma beat ya ass when I get home,” he fussed, still dusting himself occasionally as he drove.

“Aww, baby it can’t be that bad,” Hennessy tried.

“She needed a recipe for shrimp and grits. Who the fuck needs a recipe for shrimp and grits?! It’s in the fuckin’ title! Damn shrimp still had shells on ‘em, the grits was hard as a fuckin’ brick… it was just a mess. Then Craig the Cockroach or whatever the fuck it was came crawling across the stove like he was lookin’ for a plate too. I had to go.”

Hennessy was a giggling mess as Erik explained his morning ordeal.

“Didn’t y’all use to fuck around? You ain’t know she had roaches?”

“I used to fuck that bitch in her driveway cuz she lived with her mama. I had no idea what the inside of that place looked like.”

“You was a dirty dick ass nigga, huh? Just sticking it in anything warm.”

“First of all, fuck you. Second of all, I’m aware of the error of my past judgement, but this is NOT the time to be making jokes. I’m distraught and you laughing. If I die in there, it’s your fault.”

“I mean, according to ya military paperwork I’m ya wife, so I’ll get a nice check.”

“Wooooooow, it really be ya own people. Just for that I’m going in ya ass with no lube tomorrow.”

“Wait, I take it back. I’m sorry. If you wanna come back sooner, handle her. Make it so she knows you're mine or help her move on. One or the other.”

“BET.” With that, the line went dead and Hennessy already knew which option he chose. She had basically given Killmonger permission to hurt this young lady’s feelings, and boy did he intend to do just that.

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Hennessy was mid happy baby pose when her phone rang again, this time with an unfamiliar number. She cleared her throat and pulled out the French, just in case it was a bill collector or one of Erik’s more shady acquaintances.

“Bonjour, Aurélie.” She was met with the sound of soft sniffles, followed by her boyfriend’s voice roaring in the background.

“The fuck you crying for? You knew what that shit looked like when you woke up this morning. Didn’t even try to run a brush through it. That ain’t what Beyoncé meant when she said she woke up like this.”

“Please come get this nigga,” Brittani said between sniffles. She had had it. Ever since Erik had returned from the gym he had been tearing into her. Hennessy knew it would happen and she almost felt bad for releasing the beast. Almost.

"I would’ve kissed you good morning just to be nice but I went through your bathroom cabinets and you ain't got no mouthwash. Your toothbrush look like it was originally owned by George Washington and your breath smells like halitosis personified. And don’t get me started on Craig the Cockroach. That nigga probably twerked his ass all over your lips and your tongue the way you were snoring. Why you sleep with your mouth open when you got roaches?”

“That’s actually a valid question. That can’t be healthy,” Henny finally spoke up.

“That nigga Craig pay rent or is he like Bruhman from the fif flo? This his house, huh? You just his pet human.”

“Nigga!” Hennessy exclaimed through the phone. She had been successful at keeping her laughs at bay, but was done when he called her the roach’s pet human.

“I can’t do this anymore, you can have him back.”

“It’s only been 9 hours, sis. I thought you said you’d never let that dick go.”

"So now you don't wanna be with me because I'm telling yo triflin’ ass the truth? And who said she was getting dick?! Nah, you ain’t about to put no voodoo curses on me for sticking my dick in the Men In Black bug. I try to bust a nut and my shit just fall off. Hell nah.”

“Just get ya shit and go, nigga. Shamu can have you.” Time seemed to stop once those words left her lips. Even Craig the Cockroach disappeared. It was one thing to disrespect him, but his woman? All bets were off when it came to her and Brittani was about to learn this the hard way. With deadly stealth Erik zipped from across the room to right in front of her face. He wiggled the phone from Brittani’s grasp and ended the call before putting his face as close to hers as his nostrils would allow.

"You fix them crusty lips to call my woman Shamu one more time.. and I'll throw you in the ocean with Bruhman chained to your ankle like a weight." Brittani remained silent, only nodding her head fervently when he was done.

"Nah, you know what? That's not good enough. Call my girl back. Yeah, call her."

“Yeeesss?” Hennessy sang from the other end of the phone.

"The bit-, I mean Brittani got something to say to you. Go 'head."

Brittani hesitated, Erik's eyes giving her the option to cooperate or face consequences. He'd taken pictures of her dirty stove capturing a roach on the move and was threatening to post it on a MAC forum along with a short video of her asleep with a roach on her forehead. She decided it would be best for her to cooperate and cut her losses.

"Hi, Hennessy. I'm sorry for what I said to you and you were right, I couldn't handle him. I guess..," she wavered briefly, "I guess you're a better woman than me all-around. I could never. I see that now."

Erik cleared his throat quietly.

"Oh, a-and you're very beautiful, very statuesque and curvaceous. I wish I looked like you--"

“You don’t have to lie, now, sweetheart. You don’t wish you looked like me, you’re only saying that because you’re afraid of what he’ll do to you if I give the word. However, let this be a lesson to you. Just because you think you’re better than someone, that may not always be the case. Even if this little experiment had been his own choice, he’d still come back to me because he knows that no woman will ever treat him the way that I do. I’m one in a million and he’d be stupid to let me go.”

"So I can come home now?"

“Of course you can, Daddy. I got homemade crab cakes and lobster man n cheese waiting for you as well as two freshly pearled blunts of some new shit. I even felt generous and made a bananas foster cheesecake.” Erik’s mouth watered when she mentioned the dessert he fell in love with when they visited her parents the previous summer.

"A nigga need a bath, a nap, and a backrub. I ain't get no sleep. I had one eye open all night."

“You can have whatever you like, baby. My schedule is clear for the next week.”

“Shiiiit, I’m on my way.. And be naked when I get there.”

Horny ass nigga.

"Take notes," he said to Brittani as he hung up. “And tell my nigga Craig he can have them clothes. I ain’t tryna bring none of y’all kids home.”

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dragon age: all characters (companions)

I’ve been in this fandom for a hot minute now and I want to update my opinions on characters :)

Origins

Alistair: super sweet dude who literally is not the stereotypicalchantryguyfightme. He’s a great example of healthy masculinity and I totally wish he was bi because I have an entire essay on that— also: he’s a poc! His mum was brown. In game he’s got dark features. if you really want a blond/blue-eyes/white guy, make your warden that. or accept that brown people can be noble and moral. or just draw cailan, idk. just because BioWare whitewashes doesn’t mean you should.

Leliana: someone hug my singing girlfriend before I crush her under with my own hugs. Also: nugs. Yes! Shoes. Yes! She likes how I style my hair? YES!! I honestly think she’s super duper and it pisses me off whenever someone’s like: yeah she enjoys killing people and the Game. ok. and michel de chevin willingly participated in genocidal marches through the alienage he grew up in with his elvhen mum.

Morrigan: dirty swamp witch that i stan and also have a v big crush on. tiddies. Have a son with a GW so we can raise him with our tiddies out in the forest. she’s also white-passing, as her father was chasind and all people we’ve seen that are chasind are black. therefore, she is biracial. therefore, poc can be goths and don’t shy away from giving morrigan a darker skintone. if the devs had of been thinking, she’d have a darker skintone.

Zevran: Actually is the best romance, I think. Loves consent, therefore I will stan him so hard my skull cracks a little. Also: he is a very brown boy and if he’s white in da4 I’m seriously going to throw all canon out the fucking window. genuinely a good person who needs to be told so.

Wynne: grandma who only likes my friends who go to church. but also super sweet and I’d rest my head on her bosom (in a platonic way omg ZEVRAN)

Sten: angry quiet boi. the bestest boi. I totally would give him a kitten for a gift and bake him cookies. Thicc softie. I think if I had DA:O and i knew how to use mods i would mod the fuck outta him. sorry.

Sha(y)le: who’s gender? idk her. See also: fuck birds and authority. pound ur ass into the ground you feathery meatbag little shits. fuck songbirds.

Dog: such a good boi. thicc. thinks Alistair is a whiny fuck and is Morrigan’s only friend. love him. he’s the cutest companion. bet.

Ohgren: honestly forgot about him bcc he’s such a shitbag. also: he could’ve been a really cool addiction recovery type but NOPE. probably would have a trump shirt in a modern au and would catcall wlw and hit mlm. no thanks.

Awakening

Anders: he acts like rlly straight but he’s so gay I can smell it. also he’s rlly cute and fun and I love him so much.

Justice: MAYBE i’M selF CONSCious OF THE twitchING. is the friend that genuinely doesn’t get dick jokes but is ur 110% ride or die.

Nathaniel Howe: honestly is sort of a white knight/neck beard a little, but it’s kind of charming with his whole velanna m’lady?? grump boi. annoying soul patch that I’d mod out SO FAST—

Sigrun: would have ROMANCED the FUCK out of her. why she even entertains the idea of fucking with ohgren makes me realize most of the writers are dumbfucks.png. peppy little emo. 12/10 would die if she kissed my cheek teasingly.

Ohgren: why. why. why. I’d have brought Shayle over. Maybe Zev? Definitely Dog.

Velanna: she was written to be an annoying feminist and you can tell but I deadass am a kindred spirit with her bcc I too am deadpan annoyed with Thedas’ general population too. love her. Would’ve loved to romance her. She’d totally be one of those who’d get all tsundere and be like “n-no i hate you” *kisses the fuckin soul out of you then blushes so hard she’s now a tomato*

Dragon Age II

Anders: fuck the cops. i don’t care. fuck the cops. (vine reference). also: do i hate him for blowing up the chantry that would eventually annul a huge collection of his people? no. read dalishious’s meta on Anders. v intriguing. didn’t they retcon the fuck out of the reported deaths too? like there was like eight Templars and Elthinia in there. Templars killed more “abominations” in a day than Anders in the game canon—

Aveline: initially thought she was fine and then realized she’s shit to my lil brother and I will fucking clap her ginger ass. See also: whorephobia isn’t a joke so fuck off with treating Isabela badly, you tit.

Bethany: sunshine. Literal sunshine. I feel my freckles grow in her presence and i love it. she’s my little baby sister and I’d slam that ogre so fuckin hard before it touched either twin.

Carver: there has to be a mod where both twins survive. I love them both to bits. My babies. carver is my bitter, angry little brother and I can relate because I too am very angry and would totally clap my own ass. hes so genuine and I don’t get the competition between Beth and Carver. Like, both are fuckin stellar in different ways. In this essay I will—

Fenris: honestly, I don’t get the general hate between him and Anders. Fenris’ main arc should’ve been a recovery arc, not drunken moping and revenge. he deserves better. give him a soft sweater instead of his spikes and let him love himself as much as I love him for MAKERS SAKE. like when you really think about their relationship, it could’ve been an eye-opener for fenris and finally some legit sympathy for anders. but we all know that if they had of teamed up that Meredith would’ve been dead before the end of Act 1 so.

Isabela: whorephobia is not a joke. oversexualizing your only appearing brown woman is so poorly written. how about we appreciate her and her lovely bosoms but also let people tease her about her heart of gold? her innate understanding of freedom? instead of just a wave of dick? please?? can we give her some pants for when she fights? can we accept that i fall for rogues who hate themselves?? fuck. also whomever draws her x femHawke x Merrill literally is after my own heart.

Merrill: my fucking babygirl MARRY ME. Fenris could’ve been her older brother type, but NO. she and Isabela should’ve been canonical gfs instead of Isabela/Fenris (no shaming the pairing tho!!). I love how she’s written as neurodivergent. V nice. Sometimes I just look her up and cry because she’s fucking everything. Also: she’s in the Dalish origin and she’s far from being white. Why did they make the most innocent/naïve character really white? hmmmm.

Sebastian: whew that boy. Would totally be that annoying Mormon at your door but you still let him in bcc he’s super sweet. Also: huge ass bible thumper and should get his head slap because you said the maker loved all his children why do you defend a complicit old hag you annoying attractive fuck—

Varric: totally is a bard and the devs couldn’t handle the idea of him being one bcc it might make him look less straight. is the only grey morality person I don’t want to fucking bash in with a fry pan. he sees people and I like that, but you totally know he’s siding with mages every time bcc him and Anders are like besties. I’m sorry. I don’t make the rules. “Professional Younger Brother”.

Tallis: I know nothing about her but she seems okay. I think she was an escaped slave and honestly? Fucking props. Spy on a shitting organization, idk what you’re doing, but your VA was that cool lesbian from SPN so I think ur okay?

Inquisition

Blackwall: Redemption Arc 101. Love him to bits. Sad dad bunwall. good man. actually atoned for his sins by actively becoming a good person. his initial design is 80% hotter im so sorry but so not.

Cassandra: was way browner in the last game. would romance the fuck outta her. I love me a butch lady who melts at my dorky recitation of poetry. BioWare is a coward. also is the worst choice for divine. but not a bad person. could use some more guidance or get her ass whipped by a dalish elf about religion or a circle mage kid whos like “yeah bud i didn’t ask for the templars to whip my ass everyday for existing.”

The Iron Bull: I think the Qunari/Vashoth were a little based off black people (the whole anti blackness thing where ppl are scared of them bcc of whatever reason) and it pisses me off that he had a weird ass dubcon thing with Dorian in banter. It doesn’t make sense— he’s an A+++ dom and would not jump straight in role play without at least checking in at first like wtf BioWare.

Cole: his mother was chasind so he’s like not supposed to be that white? or like biracial? albino? idk. love him to bits tho. He’s neurodivergent and I deadass love him. romancing him? idk. I see why ppl think it’s fuckin nasty but also like as a writer I’d age him the fuck up so fast before my inquisitor even THOUGHT about that. like idk. I’m down with him being a sweet little bro character tho. he’s a babe. love him.

Sera: had the worst fucking writer I’ve ever seen and I willingly read the twilight saga twice by a shit ass racist white lady who okay’d pedophilia. like. Fuck you Kristjanson suck your own dick you fuck. had the worst options in regards to speak to her. has a thicc case of internalized racism that literally most of the fandom just loves to use against her. my lesbian neurodivergent queen. Would write a thousand fix it fics for her. Love her to bits. im gay.

Varric: I haven’t played DA2 so i don’t get why everyone wants to romance him but like. a dwarf romance? yes please. Idk he reminds me of my uncle so I only see him as fun uncle material. Deadass should adopt Cole and Merrill and co parent with Blackwall for Sera. dads? fuck yeah. love me some wholesome, present fathers.

Dorian: is a gay stereotype that I love/hate so much. and he’s also just as bad about being a creep bcc he sexualizes qunari men (in banter). I attribute that to shit writing tho. I want to protect him from all the “omg gay best friend!” people. he’d clearly be that tired gay that wouldn’t give a diddly damn about ur het romance. wanna talk about politics? he’s ur guy/gay.

Solas: “me, an intellectual:”. I don’t hate him, but I’m not about him. He comes off as mysterious and suave (which he totally is) but I deadass would not save him from himself because he’s a racist, exclusionist eggshell. idk. not my cup of tea, but I can totally see the appeal. And he’s interesting, I’ll totally say that. “I think the Dalish are garbage but they made you” is not a compliment. it’s so offensive. and such bait for “quirky girls” which I’m no fan of. Would be Achilles and let Patroclus (Lavellan in his case) die before he realized how his pride is literally a waste of time. If he gets a redemption arc I hope Lavellan gets to slap him before getting him to teach all about ancient Arlathan and show that the Evanuris weren’t all total dicknozzles. (Aka I really have a hard time believing that they’d be slavery cult things. especially since they’ve compared elves to indigenous ppl, Jews and the Romani.)

Vivienne: it’s so racist that they’d make a black woman be pro-slavery. That’s such internalized racism. She could’ve been the cool ass “educate yourself first before you speak, fool” ice lady, but NO. the devs could’ve kept the “Templars are a tool that I proudly can mandate” and the “circles are very good education” and we. Could. Have. Romanced. Her. Like. Fuck. Sake. I just wanna give her a hug and say “love yourself omg!!” and not even in a romantic way. Also: she and morrigan should not have been so antagonistic towards each other. I’d expect them to have great respect for each other, as they both moved up in the world through hardwork and very little help. They could learn different magic from each other too and still maintain that rival respect “oh you” mood. Sidenote: probably the cooler option for Divine. if her approval is high enough she’ll love and be loyal to you forever and i can’t see her agenda being bad. she improves the circles exponentially and tells all the antis to suck her pretty painted toes.

Josephine: an actual disney princess. romanced her my first playthrough. I love her so much. she just makes me so happy. And she’s like: “Integrity, Loyalty, peace. That is what it means to be a GREY WARDEN good fucking person.” she’s the person who would let you hold her hand if you got anxious and she’d be that person who shouldered the whole group project with finesse and poise and would probably lie for everyone as to not be mean. i love josie. her and leliana’s relationship is so cute, too. whether it’s romantic or not: women supporting women.

Leliana: if you leave her hardened you must hate her. why. she becomes so against herself. i like how shes feminine and lighthearted because that’s so powerful-- to remain hopeful when the world is hopeless. (its hard to know when to soften her/harden her so i get it but. google it. she deserves to be happy and sweet again.)

Cullen: uwu war criminal with shit ass “redemption arc” that was actually a half-assed (at BEST) recovery arc. Recovery isn’t linear, it isn’t pretty, and even the broken need to be told they are wrong in order to heal right. Like I’m offended by that bullshit. I’ve had to do some mental health recovery in the past and unlearning lots of toxic ideologies— which I’m still unlearning— and it bothers me that he gets an easy pass because he’s hot. It’s one thing if you like Cullen, it’s another thing if you hold him accountable.

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An Enigma of Broken Wings: Chapter Two

Reeling from the Time War, the Doctor finds comfort in a mysterious creature that no one has ever seen. Things get more complicated when he discovers that this kindred spirit is a member of one of the most feared species in the universe.

Previous Chapter, Chapter Two, Next Chapter

Chapter Two

The Doctor poked his head out from around the TARDIS door. He took one deep breath of the cool breeze before striding out into the moist landscape, mood somewhat improved.

Rain later, he thought, gazing around at the scene before him. It was a small town, lined with brown brick shops with fairy lights in the windows, warm light and smells leaking out into the muddy streets. Powerlines stretched between the shops. The Doctor followed them with his eyes and they directed his attention to the lush mountainside on one side of the town, and the steep drop off on the other. Beyond the drop off he could see the continuation of the mountain range, smooth, rolling hulks of dirt covered with thick, leafy trees; shrouded in mist.

The Doctor strolled through the main street, taking note of the aliens he passed. They looked human, or Time Lord, depending on your perspective. A little shorter than average, but near enough. The Doctor was a tall man, so he got a few odd looks. Nothing too out of the ordinary, though.

The Doctor stopped beside a newspaper stand, peering at the titles with mild interest. He didn’t really read any of them, but names like ‘Saint Stonpul’ and ‘North Swafburnfer’ stuck out. Assuming North Swafburnfer was the name of the town, then that would put him on… he mentally ticked off a list of options… Glocnappenspa, probably. A small Earth-like world on the far side of the Andromeda Galaxy. He glanced up at the slowly darkening sky. He couldn’t be sure until nightfall, then he could calculate his position based on the stars.

A group of seven or more children hurried past him, drawing his attention away from the sky. They were strangely quiet for a bunch of children, which is what drew his attention to them in the first place. A few of them were muddy, and one or two were close to tears. The Doctor watched as they scurried off down the road before, curiosity getting the better of him, he ambled off after them.

The Doctor shadowed the group to the outskirts of the town to what appeared to be a large farm house surrounded by an aging white picket fence. He paused to read the large ornate sign hanging by the front, proudly displaying the words: ‘State Children’s Home - Matron Malwom’ in loopy red letters.

The Time Lord, ever so confident, marched right up to the front door, where he was greeted by the sight of the child gang crowding around an older woman with snaggly teeth and a somewhat impressive mole on her right cheek.

“... and he just went in!” One of the boys, a blond with a heavy brow was saying.

“Why would he do that?” The woman, whom the Doctor assumed was Matron Malwom, exclaimed.

The blond boy shuffled his feet guiltily. “Cos we dared ‘im too.”

“Well, I never!” The Matron sputtered, looking slightly panicked. “You all know that you’re not supposed to go anywhere near the tunnels! Much less dare anyone to go in!”

The Doctor decided to make himself known. “Hello! Is there anything I can do to help?” The Doctor asked cheerfully, putting on his best smile and beaming down at the tearful little boy.

The Matron glared at him impassively. “I think not, Mister…?”

“Just ‘the Doctor’, thanks,” the Doctor offered, managing to keep the smile plastered on his face despite the woman’s harsh tone. “What’s this about kids going missing?”

The Matron opened her mouth to respond, but the boy beat her to it. “The tunnels, mister. The Labyrinth. Actom’s gone inside.” Fresh tears began welling up in his eyes. “We ain’t gonna see ‘im again. An’ it’s my fault.”

The Doctor knelt down in front of the boy. “What’s your name?”

“Hawee,” the boy answered, peering up at him with dark brown eyes.

“Hawee,” the Doctor repeated, “why would it be your fault?”

“It was my idea,” Hawee admitted guiltily. “He took my toy, y’see. I just wanted him to give it back, but he said he didn’t take it.”

“He dared him to go into the Labyrinth,” a little girl with eyes so blue they were nearly purple piped up. “Cos if you’re innocent, you can get back out.”

“How long ago did Actom go in?” The Doctor asked, picking up on the urgency of the situation.

“Hours ago,” the girl answered. “We all went just after lunch.”

The Doctor got back on his feet and turned to see that Matron Malwom was on the phone, presumably with emergency services. She slammed the phone back down on the hook rather harshly, causing the Doctor to raise his eyebrows.

“What did they say?”

“This is North Swafburnfer,” she snapped, “we don’t have proper anything. Nothing ever happens here. The best they could do is redirect me to West Swafburnfer, who redirected me to the State’s office…”

“And?” The Doctor prompted.

“They’re sending out a search and rescue.”

“Well, that’s good, isn’t it?”

“But they won’t be sent out until morning,” she continued. “And then it’ll take them hours to get here. The State dispatch is nearly four hundred miles away. The best they can do is sometime around mid afternoon.”

“That’s a long time,” the Doctor conceded. “Right, I have a bit of experience with this sort of thing. I’ll go an’ have a look.”

The Matron shook her head in disapproval. “I don’t think that’s wise. People go in there all the time and don’t come back out. All you’ll succeed in doing is giving them two people to find tomorrow.”

“We can’t just leave him down there on his own!” The Doctor protested. “Don’t worry about me, I can handle myself pretty well.”

Matron Malwom glared at him disbelievingly.

The Doctor sighed. “Alright, I won’t go in. I’ll just have a look. Really could use someone to point me in the right direction, though.”

“I’ll show you!” Hawee insisted, bouncing up and down on one foot eagerly while waving his hand in the air. He was immediately accompanied by the whole gaggle of children, all with varying stages of guilt and ready to be of use.

“Absolutely not!” Matron Malwom snapped. “One of you can go and show him the way, and then come straight back. I’ll call Patron Broodo.”

“Who’s that?” The Doctor inquired, glancing at her over the flurry of hands waving around in his face for his attention.

“The Reverend.” At the Doctor’s blank stare, she added, “The owner of the land the Labyrinth is on. The Worship Center, Saint Stonpul, is just up the hill from there.”

“Ah.” The Doctor snagged one of the hands and pulled Hawee out of the fray. “Good. He can tell me more about this ‘labyrinth’.”

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As promised, Patron Broodo met them at the top of the steep slope. He was an older man, probably in his late fifties, with a weak chin and extremely bushy eyebrows. He stood in front of the large white-stone building that served as the North Swafburnfer place of worship, hands tucked into the baggy sleeves of his hideous yellow robe.

Hawee bounded up the path ahead of the Doctor. Having woven all sorts of stories about the Labyrinth on the way, Hawee balked at the sight of the Patron’s severe look and decided to hide behind the Doctor.

“You must be Patron Broodo,” the Doctor greeted cheerfully as soon as he was close enough. “I’m the Doctor. Been hearing all about you on the way over.”

“Horrible things, I’m sure,” Broodo sniffed airily. “Boring Broodo, all the children call me. Brooding Broodo. Bland Broodo. Banal Broodo.”

The Doctor looked a little uncomfortable at this declaration, but relaxed when he saw the good natured gleam in the man’s eyes. He reached out and shook Broodo’s hand heartily. “I think I’d rather come up with my own opinion on that, Patron.”

Broodo smiled back warmly. “I hope it’s a positive one, my friend. But first, we have a much more important matter on our hands.”

“Right.” The Doctor instantly became serious once more. “Show me these tunnels.”

Broodo led the way down the steep grassy hill and into the dense forest, explaining on the way. “The Labyrinth has been a part of the culture of Swafburnfer for longer than anyone can remember. The Legends go back centuries. Stories about the people that go into the caves.”

“Earlier,” the Doctor interrupted, “someone mentioned that you can only come out of the tunnels if you’re innocent.”

“That’s part of it,” Broodo confirmed. “Someone hasn’t been listening to my lessons.”

Hawee shuffled nervously.

“The simple version is: You go into the Labyrinth to confess your sins. If the creature of the Labyrinth deems you innocent or... worthy of forgiveness, it’ll lead you to the surface. If not, you’ll never be seen again.” Broodo laughed dryly. “Long ago, the people around here used this as a justice system. They would lead the criminal to the entrance. From there, the accused could accept the creature’s decision, or die. If it sends them back, the church would sentence them penance.”

“Sounds a bit harsh,” the Doctor commented dryly. “Do you lot still do that? And what sort of creature?”

“Of course not,” Broodo sighed. “That system fell when the State was formed. No one really knows what the creature is, or, beyond the faith of the church, if it even exists.”

“What do you believe, Patron?” The Doctor asked curiously.

“I’m religious, Doctor,” Broodo gave him a sideways look, “I believe what the Church has taught me.”

“And what do your studies say?”

“It has many names. The most popular one is ‘Creature of the Labyrinth’, but the oldest translation refers to it as ‘The Adjudicator’.”

“That’s what really made Actom go in,” Hawee said gloomily, speaking up for the first time since the Patron had joined them. “I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

“Brought what up?” The Doctor asked, turning to study the young boy.

“His mum and dad.” Hawee refused to meet the Doctor’s eyes.

“Did they go in the Labyrinth?” The Doctor pressed gently.

Hawee refused to answer, so the Doctor turned to Broodo.

“Two years ago,” the Patron explained in a hushed voice, “the boy’s father killed his mother while in a rage. When he realised what he had done, he went to the Labyrinth.”

“I thought you said you lot didn’t use that as a justice system anymore?” The Doctor scoffed.

“We don’t. He made it there before the State Officers could arrest him. He couldn’t handle the guilt of his actions, so he let the Spirits settle it for him.”

“Not sure how much I like your State’s dispatch,” the Doctor complained. “They take forever to get anything done.”

Broodo hummed in agreement. “The Labyrinth is generally unoccupied these days. It is only used by those suffering with guilt, or thrill seekers that don’t know what they’re getting into.”

“How much further?” As soon as the words left his mouth, the Doctor spotted a large, gaping hole in the side of a hill. In front of the gap stood two boulders, one on either side of the mouth, each easily three times the Doctor’s height. “Ah.”

The Doctor paced over to the tunnel mouth, peering into the wall of darkness. He bent down and picked up a stone, tossing it up into the air and catching it before hurling it into the tunnel. He frowned when it vanished entirely, listening to the clatter of stone on stone as it landed less than ten feet into the maze.

The Doctor gave a low whistle. “Blimey, that’s dark. How big is the Labyrinth, exactly?”

“No one knows. As soon as you lose sight of the entrance, it is impossible to keep a sense of direction. There are so many twists and turns that it is impossible to find your way out again.”

“Unless the creature shows you the way?”

Broodo nodded.

The Doctor noticed how the Patron had suddenly gone very pale, so he asked, “Have you ever been in the Labyrinth?”

Broodo didn’t answer directly, but developed a very haunted look. “I sometimes hear it. Screaming in the night. I don’t know if it is a benevolent force or a creature from the pits of hell. But whatever it is, we need to find young Actom.”

Both of the men jumped when a small object came flying out of the cave mouth to land neatly at the Doctor’s feet. The Time Lord leaned down and picked up the exact same stone he had thrown in minutes before.

They both jumped again at a shout from Hawee.

“Actom!”

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roan & ontari vs the blakes

anyway, roan and ontari parallel the blakes in many ways and the writers slept on it. ontari is very much an earthborn mirror of octavia. she was a secret. nia’s little weapon to shape and mold to one day bring azgeda the power she craved. and the responsibility of her was placed quite heavily on roan’s shoulders. for all intents and purposes she was his sister. it would be his job to help her train, to protect her, to guide her. nia knew she would not always be around and she expected roan to pick up where she left off. roan and ontari were supposed to be this perfect dynamic. a strong king of azgeda to rule side by side with an ice nation commander. it would be his job to secure that position if necessary, to make sure she stayed in power. she was his responsibility.

their relationship is complicated. they love each other and have a bond which is impenetrable. to a degree it is wrapped up within a sense of duty drilled into their heads. but mostly they are siblings, two people who were made family by circumstance and fucked up parenting. roan would die for ontari at a drop of a hat. he almost did die for her in season 3. his vision blurs when it comes to her. his moral code and sense of honor refuses to bend for anyone except ontari. and it isn’t that he would compromise his beliefs but that he wants to make her come to see what he does. at the end of the day, despite the ways she has been warped into what nia wanted, he believes he can bring her back from that.

it’s an interesting mirror to bellamy and octavia. bellamy wants octavia to be the innocent girl who needs his protection. the naive teenager who chases butterflies. when she doesn’t fit that mold it makes him angry. octavia wants him to unconditionally accept her even when she goes down dark paths, she doesn’t want to be called out. despite reacting negatively when bellamy fucks up and being unwillingly to let him make mistakes too. both sets of siblings have this blindness when it comes to each other. this need for the other to be what they want them to be. roan and ontari are less co-dependent, but there is an unhealthiness there still. roan just has had the space and ability to mature and figure out how to navigate it better because he had many advantages, privileges and opportunities the blakes didn’t. he had the space to grow and learn. they didn’t. but because he did it makes him want to foster that growth for ontari. he doesn’t react violently or angrily, but he still takes it onto himself when ontari is not what he thinks she should be. he understands nia failed them but he still feels he should have been better at protecting ontari from her.

roan looks at the blakes and he sees something he understands. he respects their bond. he empathizes with the way bellamy believed so fully in octavia in season 4. octavia very much reminds him of ontari. both were forced to fit themselves into what was expected. the world demanded more and more from them. they are socially and emotionally stunted in similar ways. they are angry because of what they have endured. and they feel fear so strongly but was so intent on pretending they don’t, on pushing it away. they have this fiery, near feral nature about them. it’s like they’re opposite sides of the same coin. it’s a big reason why roan clearly has something of a soft spot for octavia. i mean, they look similar and carry themselves similarly. they’re kindred spirits born of suffering, isolation and pain. two young women who just want to fucking live to have freedom, to be what they want to be, or what they’re supposed to be.

both sets of siblings had so much potential to grow. but the world was set against them and seemed so determined to destroy them. despite that, at the end of the day, no matter how frustrated or angry they might get with each other, they have a bond that can’t be severed. something that can’t be escaped which is both beautiful and terrible.

#『 nou mou emo sontaim 』❅ ❆ ( OOC ) ♛#『 ai ridiyo 』❅ ❆ ( HEADCANON ) ♛#『 haihefa azmelon 』❅ ❆ ( ROAN ) ♛#『 jus kom ai jus 』❅ ❆ ( ONTARI ) ♛#『 laksen gona kom skai 』❅ ❆ ( BELLAMY ) ♛#『 em don ste otaim gona 』❅ ❆ ( OCTAVIA ) ♛#this got so long i just have a lot of feelings

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