14 - Foreshadowing
But always, just as he was about to fall asleep, the other, darker thoughts came creeping back, and made him afraid to close his eyes.
Finally he did sleep — a shallow doze filled with nightmares. He was back in Sheba's hut. But now its four walls were made of rock, dripping with water and slime. And Sheba was huge, her nose long and pointed, her hair greasy grey tails swinging like thick ropes around her grinning face, her eyes red and piercing. Strong Jonn and his mother stood there with him, but they made no move to help as the Witch bent towards him, closer and closer, till her face was all he could see and her breath scalded his cheeks. "If you are the only one afraid, skinny rabbit, you are the only one with sense," she croaked. And she opened her mouth to scream with laughter, but she had no tongue, and the inside of her mouth was as yellow and smooth as cheese.
ROWAN OF RIN
Ch 3 The Heroes
i was planning on doing one of sheba's prophesies because those are always 😘👌 idk theres something so fun and i guess also satisfying about having a cryptic riddle foretelling the future and having it slowly unfold over the course of the story
the fate's hand prophesy in Zebak is probably my favourite because i looooove the symbolism of the group as the hand and also what a cast of characters 😌💖
the plot arch of Travellers is also one of my favourites and big fan of the secret enemy prophesy too. big fan of all the themes of change to embody metamorphosis throughout the whole story!!!
i just did a maris art so i didn't want to use the prophesy in Keeper of the Crystal and honestly when i chose sheba i honestly was envisaging the one in Bukshah where she and unos were huddled in the hut with a raging fire and the whole intense atmosphere, piercing eyes of intent, her snarky wisdom.
but i ended up going with the original, the first, the beloved, probably for nostalgia lol. Rowan of Rin was my first rodda book but thats not the only reason it's one of my top tier favourites. i love its story and its themes of bravery and how the saviour of the village was not a mighty warrior, but a gentle and kind soul.
but oh my god before i started sketching i randomly remembered rowan's dream after visiting sheba and like. ive read this book a bajillion times okay. but i only jUST saw a parallel?? i dont think it's a coincidence??? but i remembered that sheba's eyes were described as piercing and red, and i remembered that because i was like woah thats intense. aND YOU KNOW WHO ELSE HAD RED EYES. THE DRAGON. i remember this only because of when i drew the dragon of the mountain that one time.
so i go back to look at the dream scene. obviously this whole scene kinda went over my head the first time because i was like. eight. give or take. but when i picked it up again when i was older, i quite liked how kinda whacky it was? and i was like wow this is the weirdest and truly the most dream ive ever read lmaoo. i was like wow rodda really wrote things that rowan experienced recently and was thinking about aND made it whacky and weird.
and something i always thought was the most weird was that sheba is described to have a mouth full of cheese, and i always took it as yeah. rowan gave her cheese. it's haunting him now lol. but now?? with my eyes opened??? cheese = food, stuck in her mouth. you know who else had food stuck in its mouth?? the dragon of the mountain.
i was intending of drawing the dream itself but it was going to be a whole thing lol so i just drew when rowan was helping the dragon hahaha but behold my madman red string connection parallels ✨
He was back in Sheba's hut. But now its four walls were made of rock, dripping with water and slime.
mountain top cavern, snowy and icy and probably a bit gross
And Sheba was huge, her nose long and pointed, her hair greasy grey tails swinging like thick ropes around her grinning face, her eyes red and piercing.
ngl i've found this description to be a bit [raises eyebrows] because stereotypes, but now it's like. oh maybe big nose is actually just dragon snout.
sheba definitely has an intense gaze normally, but a red and piercing gaze is like the intimidating but pained and fearful gaze of the dragon.
i got nothing for her hair. could just be description for her. could be folded wings maybe. maybe the dragon of the mountain is an Eastern dragon type even.
Strong Jonn and his mother stood there with him, but they made no move to help
jonn is, of course, weak and pinned to the wall by this point and cannot help.
i don't think jiller is as literally relevant, but we can kinda say that she cannot help also because she had to stay behind to look after annad etc
the Witch bent towards him, closer and closer, till her face was all he could see and her breath scalded his cheeks.
drawing rowan's attention to the face, uh. divine? guidance towards the answer.
sheba's breath was hot like the dragon's fire breath.
"If you are the only one afraid, skinny rabbit, you are the only one with sense," she croaked.
im choosing to interpret this as like, his fear gives him pause and allows him to consider. he seeks knowledge, before he acts, in contrast to his elders who act first, know later. kinda like benefits of Deer In The Headlights mode O-O lmao
could also just be a reminder, even affirmation that he and he alone can solve the villages problem and save it from disaster
And she opened her mouth to scream with laughter, but she had no tongue, and the inside of her mouth was as yellow and smooth as cheese.
perhaps opening her mouth to cackle can parallel the dragon unhinging its jaw, looking like it's about to eat you whole, but doesnt
cheese stuck in mouth = animal bone stuck in mouth
..oh my god??? i actually think this is just my headcanon but at the end of Bukshah sheba says "that the medallion she gave [rowan] may look like base metal, but it is made of pure gold, and she expects it back the moment she returns. she says that you could not take her place in a thousand years, whatever you may think" via allun, and idk when it happened but i think i did in fact imagine that rowan would be the wiseman some day. due to his insight, his experiences, his level-headiness and stuff like that.
sheba could just be messing around, enforcing being a spiteful and jealous old woman, but just passing on the message that she wants the medallion returned.
but also. maybe she knows he's gonna take her place someday, and she is hinting at it to him. i would imagine this definitely going over his head at the time, since he's you know. a child. but who knows, he's pretty discerning. anyway
it could perhaps be argued that sheba gave rowan the dream alongside the map, but i doubt it. i choose to believe it's his own. maybe im grasping at straws here about it being a supernatural dream, but if it is,,,,,,,,, it could be just the beginning for rowan.
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Emily: Between finches and Jack Skellington, those are my favorite things to accuse Murph of loving!
[Caldwell and Murph laugh]
Murph: Yes, that was--
[Emily laughs]
Murph: Did we talk about that on the podcast ever? When we were at-- (laughs) When we were at Disneyland one time, and it got super cold, and I was just in a t-shirt and I had to buy a (barely able to get the words out) Jack Skele- Ske-- a Jack Skellington long-sleeve t-shirt?
[Emily and Caldwell laugh]
Murph: (through laughter) And Emily-- And I-- I was so embarrassed-- 'cause I didn't wanna be one of those-- I didn't wanna-- it was--
Emily: And I made us go in line at the Haunted Mansion so he looked like a super fan?
Caldwell: Wait.
Murph: (high-pitched) Yeah.
Caldwell: Waitwaitwaitwaitwait. It was a long sleeve t-shirt?
Murph: Right, right, okay! So, it was the cheapest thing I could buy!
[Caldwell and Emily laugh]
Murph: Because-- Everything at Disneyland is very expensive!
Caldwell: Yeah.
Murph: So I was like, I'm not gonna buy, like, a Mickey Mouse sweatshirt, because I'm never gonna wear it. I'm gonna buy a 20 dollar long sleeve t-shirt, 'cause I don't wanna spend 30 or 40 on a hoodie, right?
Caldwell: Sure.
Murph: So I'm like-- We happened to be by the Haunted Mansion.
Caldwell: Natch.
Murph: So I bought a Jack Skellington long sleeve t-shirt. But that's kind of a type of dude at Disneyland--
Emily: Didn't you try to wear it inside out?
Murph: I did-- I wore it under my t-shirt.
Caldwell: (laughs) Was it like a half-turtleneck? I feel like they sell those there and only there.
Murph: I was kinda pulling like a Tom DeLonge, from Blink-182.
Emily: It was one that had like-- It was--
Caldwell: Okay.
Emily: It was one that had like, slightly too-tight of a neck.
Caldwell: Okay, yeah. Yep.
Murph: So I wore-- I went in the bathroom, I put on the Jack Skellington long sleeve t-shirt, and then I put my t-shirt over it.
[Caldwell and Emily laugh.]
Caldwell: That's smart!
Murph: But then while we were on line for Haunted Mansion, Emily kept lifting my shirt up-- [Everyone laughs] --and telling Jack Skellington that I was a fan! Every statue we saw of him! So--
Caldwell: "My husband loves you."
Murph: --Yes, my wife-- my wife does bully me. Both publicly and when it's just us.
Emily: I mean, I gotta be honest, in line, there were people who definitely respected you.
Caldwell: Right. Can I get, like, a full description of the shirt? Like what are we working with graphic wise?
Emily: Like, we're talking-- Okay, all I can talk about is how ill-fitting it was. Which is like: too tight in the wrists. Too tight around the neck. Baggy everywhere else.
Murph: It was a real-- It was a real K-Mart fit.
Emily: Yeah!
Caldwell: This seems like a shirt that was designed to be tucked in.
Murph: Yeah, it was-- it's-- it's a shirt for dads with attitudes.
Emily: Like, into like some-- I was gonna say, into some baggy dad jeans! That is what it deserved.
Caldwell: A baggy daddy. Yeah.
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Hello! Could I request emily prentiss x reader in any of the following varieties, please:
professor!emily x student!reader
unitchief!emily x (any other type of international agent)!reader
or just any kind of drabble where emily is just ssa prentiss and reader is somehow connected to a victim or the next target of the unsub and they fall for each other?
I want you safe
synopsis: SSA!Emily and Detective!Y/N start to fall for one another, after a planned date.
note: I LOVEEEE EMILY <3 and reader has stated they’ve dated both men and women but preference is women.
navi
“Prentiss you’re going to go undercover on a date with Detective L/N, hopefully this will draw out the unsub.” Hotch said, his authoritative voice ringing through the room. Emily looked your way, a small smile on her face.
Your stalker had made a way to make all of your potential partners sick. Or said stalker made them ignore you. So the team was going to try and make a move.
“Wouldn’t it be better if it was Morgan? No offense Emily, but Detective don’t you go out with muscular men?” J.J suggested, looking at you.
“In the past I’ve gone out with muscular men, sure, albeit not a lot. But those men ended up with food poisoning. And the women got scared away. Emily’s tough, I think if they tried to scare her away we’d be alright.” You state, confidently, trying to convince yourself too. You just really wanted to go on a date with Emily. She comforted you more than anybody else.
“It’s settled, Emily it is.” Rossi says, a gentle smile directed at you. You smile back, and wink towards Emily.
“Alright, I guess I’ll go and get ready for this date then.” You said before standing up and waving towards the group, you collected your bag and coat from your desk and started walking to the parking garage next door. You entered the elevator and pressed 4.
~
You arrived five minutes before Emily, adjusting your hair before entering the restaurant. You gave the Host your name for two and they moved to seat you, you followed the host after they found you a table. Said table was sitting underneath a string of lights, they explained your server would be right with you. You text the team you’re there and wait for the server.
“Hello, my name is Sam and I’ll be your server today. Can I start you off with something to drink?”
“Hi, I’ll get a Mojito please.”
“A mojito, alright I’ll get that out for you.” She said, smiling. You smiled back and looked down at the menu. Even though you’d been here plenty of times. But, wondering why the waiter didn’t card you.
“Here’s your Mojito, are you ready to order?”
“Oh I’m waiting on someone.” You say, still looking at the menu.
“Alright then, I’ll come back in a little bit.” She said, a tone in her voice you couldn’t decipher. Soon enough Emily came to sit at your table. A vision in red, absolutely stunning, and in her normal makeup with some stronger eyeliner.
“Hey Em! I ordered a mojito, and are we getting food?” You asked, eyes innocently meeting hers.
“Yes, let’s keep this as natural as possible. And I’ll drive us back tonight if you want to have a bit more to drink.” Emily joked, throwing a wink your way. You laughed back, and moved to hold her hand over the table. A gentle smile overtaking your features
“Can I get you something to drink? And are you ready to order?” The waiter said, arriving after you’d held Emily’s hand.
“Yeah I’ll get a sweet tea. And I think we’re ready to order right love?” Emily said, looking your way. You looked up and hummed.
“Yes, we’ll have the Bruschetta as an appetizer. Does that sound good hon?” You asked, glancing up at Emily. To which she nodded her head with a smile.
“Okay. And I’ll get the Penne with Marinara.”
“Ooo that sounds good. I’ll get the Risotto please.” She said pleasently, as you both looked to the waiter.
“I will get that right out to you.” The waier replied, a forced smile present on her face.
“She doesn’t seem to be too happy.” You hummed, distracted by the way Emily’s hand felt connected with yours.
“Yeah, do you have any idea why?”
“I don’t know, she didn’t card me either. I come here all the time too.”
“What do you mean? When do you come here?”
“Well I take all of my dates here, it’s my favourite spot. Whether it’s the first or tenth date.”
“Y/N.” Emily huffed. “Your stalker probably works here, you just happen to catch them while their working.”
“But I came here with Natalie twice before she got scared away. I started to think I was pulling a Charlie MacKenzie.” To that Emily hummed about to speak before your waiter came back.
“Here is that Bruschetta and sweet tea. Can I get you another Mojito? Or would you like a Moscow Mule?”
“Thank yo- Sorry? How did you know that’s my usual?”
“No reason, your Penne and Risotto will be out soon.” The waiter replies stiffly, walking briskly away from your table.
“That was weird, maybe Garcia could do a backround check? I’ll call her in the bathroom.”
“Okay, hurry back.” You said, your eyes following her as she got up and started walking to the restroom.
“Garcia? I need you to run a background check on a Sam from The Aviary.”
“You got it honey.” Penelope replied quickly, leaving Emily to use the restroom. Whilst she was in there you got another Mojito and decided to confront the waiter stupidly.
“Do I know you?” You asked sipping from your second drink.
“I’ve served you for every single one of your dates. Who else do you think got those creeps to leave you alone.” Sam said, smiling.
“I was interested in them.” You said your eye lids feeling heavy.
“But you don’t have to worry about that, I’m your soulmate.” She said, with a creepily big smile on her face.
“What’s going on, why am I tired?” You asked, your words slurring.
“Sounds like you had too much to drink, I just clocked out. Let me help you out of here.” Sam replied, watching you slump against the wall. She pulled you up and started walking you out of the door before Emily rushed to her.
“What the hell are you doing.”
“Your ‘date’ asked for an- an angel shot, I'm just helping them out.”
“I’m FBI. SSA Prentiss, nice to meet you.” Emily said before reaching for her badge. Sam dropped you, letting you hit the floor before running. Morgan, who was sitting nearby, started sprinting after her. And Emily crouched down to your level, brushing your hair from your eyes and pressing her hand to your cheek.
“It’s going to be alright love, I didn’t tell you but I really really like you.”
“I really really like you too, maybe one day we’ll get a real date.” You said, words slurred, with a dopey smile on before passing out.
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