#first her sister in law Cassandra

[whatapunderfullife]

do we think Ruvina, goddess of winter and sorrow, took the sorrow domain after the loss of Ankarna.

Her sibling is dead, something unfathomable for a god.

Her sibling the go of summer, of warmth, or protective wrath especially towards anyone who dared harm Ruvina.

Do you think in the absence of true warmth Ruvina told the Giant races to huddle together? to keep each other warm because now the sun cannot. because isn't that what was do when we lose someone that is our everything?

we greave and pull strength from our community so that we can move forward everyday.

Lucy Frostblade was not a happy soul, but she was a kind one. Why would her god be any different.

#I think that Ruvina would be the god of winter sorrow and grief #except no one knows that Ruvina lost anyone #none of the gods are allowed to openly mourn their loses #and Ruvina has had to mourn at least two #first her sister in law Cassandra #and then her sister Ankarna #both slow deaths that Ruvina could do nothing to stop #as other gods stole followers #the followers sterred her sister into hell #and her sister in law into a literal nightmare #fantasy high #dimension 20 #fhjy spoilers #fhjy #fantasy high junior year #d20 #d20 fhjy #kristen applebees #the bad kids #ruvina #cassandra d20 #ankarna #cassandra fantasy high #kalina #lucy frostblade #mine

[operationslipperypuppet]

to expand lightly on my theory post regarding some of what might be afoot this season (devised and parsed through in collaboration with @stone-stars)

the actions against cassandra and kristen are a revenge plot, orchestrated by a combination of sol, galicaea, and helio. they each have their own vendettas contributing to this. sol has beef with kristen due to the “wholeheartedly reject all offers” scene, where he does turn on her first. he also was incapacitated in freshman year because she let aguefort into his domain. i imagine a sun god isn’t super pleased that there were 4 months of endless night. he also might not like cassandra due to who she used to be. helio once chose kristen and continued to supply her with spells despite her rejection of him and his teachings. she refused to spend any time with him and literally punched him in the face. he’s got some baggage there, for sure. galicaea experienced the first time kristen and cassandra connected, her attempt at convincing kristen was disrupted by the goddess eventually known as cassandra. her followers were responsible for killing the initial version of cassandra. her followers are now facing a revival due to tracker’s pilgrimage (kristen’s ex) and she’s just petty enough to blame kristen for that. plus, her snooty self hated her wolfy side. this revival would arguably make the snootier elves double down on that hatred. as above, so below.

the goings on against fig and the establishment of her cool new horrible luck are probably coming from a devil. the pride armor vision showed that it had ties to that sort of thing. and devils are lawful. fig is not. her ascension into the seat of the bottomless pit was on a technicality and the people who presided over it immediately hated that it happened. she’s been busy (she’s a mortal teen attempting to save the world) and has neglected her hellish domain on a similar level to her father, who lost his job about it. the lawful operatives running hell would not take kindly to that. so they could (would) reach out to her in a moment of her weakness and hand off a curse, as punishment. because hell is also about punishment.

now, i’m sure you’re thinking: why are these in the same post? easy. because i think they’re connected.

the rage stones that were corrupting cassandra and the mages were similar to what happened to ragh’s mom, as zac figured out. lydia is in a medically prolonged state of rage to keep the devil in her chest at bay. (there are some discrepancies over whether it’s a devil or a demon. but i trust ragh to know those minor details over arthur “i forgot to tell lydia i was doing this” aguefort). if something kept back by a prolonged state of rage was given leave to attempt its influence on something (on the astral plane, no less, where rules are almost always different), perhaps its influence would be rage inducing. and, just as she was taken over by one of these stones, kalina, who knew about lydia’s status in sophomore year since she did try to kill lydia, called out “ragh barkrock!”, bringing up another clear and direct connection.

the nightmare king sided with demons during the blood wars. the devils trapped the nightmare king in the forest (this is why arianwen needed gorthalax and why fig’s promotion was vital to their success). the devils would probably want to fight back. the gods we’ve met would probably dislike the imbalance that comes from establishing a new god, especially one who is a riff on one they already destroyed (cassandra establishes that she is not the same goddess she was before her sister killed her. but there have to be similarities. and maybe galicaea doesn’t know that).

the first time we meet our beloved garthy o’brien, they talk about how devils (they say fiends but are explicitly talking about devils and not demons) and celestials and gods are not simply opposed. they’re part of a system that balances out all its parts. angels fall. devils could rise. they work together as part of a bigger system.

so. so. if two specific mortals and their merry band of idiot friends are in direct opposition to some of the most powerful and petty entities in the universe, would they not want to perhaps join forces to attempt to take them down? especially if it could come from freeing one (“important”) devil from decades of being trapped, restoring balance further?

bonus here is the idea that bill seacaster’s goal in hell is to “kill the devil himself”, and perhaps he’s getting too close for comfort and balance must be maintained somehow. and what better way to distract him than by threatening his son?

plus, we know cassandra’s “i thought you were dead” wasn’t directed at kalina or the nightmare king. but maybe, in her brief time back as a god, she noticed the absence of a particular devil. and thought they might have died, when they were actually just trapped.

all that being said, it’s a fun theory to me and maybe we’re completely wrong. but everything we thought about more made it make more sense, which is a wild experience.

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fantasy high junior year spoilers #fhjy

[dragonagecompanions]

DAI Companions reactions to repeatedly being mistaken for a young/teen Inquisitor's parent or older sibling.

Cassandra: At times it feels like she is, and yet it is never something the seeker begrudges. This young person has stepped into a role no one their age should have to fulfill, and with so many relying on them to save the world at least one person should be standing in the role of guardian and protector of their interests. She only wishes it could be her sole priority.

And if, in quiet moments, to have a sibling again is a balm then it a truth no one else need know.

Varric: He was a lousy brother, though is was not as if Bertrand was winning any awards either. But he never really understood the pressures his older brother was under until stepping into part of that role— and Varric never had the strain of ailing mother or the loss of Orzammar on his shoulders. No, he is not sibling material.

But no father could be prouder of a child than he is, watching their young leader stitch the world back together. Kid needs looking after, and Varric Tethras is honored in the burden.

Solas: If the Inquisitor is elven, no matter his plans for the future, the rift mage feels a sort of obligatory kinship to the da’len so far from clan or kin. Children have always been precious, especially to the Elvhen who did not conceive so easily as humans.

For any other inquisitor he does not correct those who make the mistake, and will turn it into a familiar joke later that the herald must be the most attractive of thei species to be mistaken for an elf. It hides how little he cares for the comparison.

Kin slaying is a terrible crime. Best not to build the relationship from the start.

Blackwall: In another life Thom Rainier had scorend the idea of children, and taken pains to ensure that his dalliances would not conceive a bastard he had no intention of claiming. Now his family name is hardly worth the claiming, and he is grateful his only sister took her husband’s name long ago and is free of his legacy.

But as a warden, true or otherwise, Blackwall is honored by such a comparison. If his presence has had any small benefit to the young person upon whom such a task is laid then he is honored by the comparison. And while he would be the first to argue that no one is better off in his care or keeping, Blackwall would be the first to lay down his life to protect theirs, and will do everything he can to make sure they are well.

Vivienne: For the sake of his grown children- and the wife who had done her duty in the bearing- Bastian could not have given her a child. Even if he could have protected it from the clawing hands of the Circle, whose laws had forbidden such a gift. To be a mother was not in her future, and in her youth Vivienne had taken steps to ensure such an accidental fate could never befall her.

But she could have been. In the quiet moments through out the years she had imagined how such a child might grow, might flourish under the love and guidance of two parents who so deeply wanted it. And while the Inquisitor is neither replacement nor surrogate for that dream, in this young person Madame de Fer can see a reflection of what might have been.

If she takes care to guard their appearance, coach their behavior and prepare them as best she can for the great game, it is easily couched in the truth that it benefits the Inquisition to do so. The truth of her affection is hidden away, no further burden on shoulders already heavy with titles and too few years.

But she can dream.

Sera: When she does think about her childhood, the few times it has to be examined, Sera would not have minded another small person to have run about with. It might have made the lessons and the lies less lonely, to know someone else was there to ride through it with.

But there wasn’t. And she didn’t. And she likes the Inquisitor, is happy to have them as both friend and Friend. But family is a sore spot in the tapestry of her life, and adding patches to warped thread does not fix the faulty loom.

Dorian: It is the worst nightmare of most high born alti, that one’s parents might conceive a second child to rival them for the familiar seat in the magisterium. Never a risk for Halward and Aquinea, whose duties to each other and the marriage bed ended w it the birth of a living and magically inclined son.

And yet Dorian would not have minded a younger Pavus knocking about when he had been a boy, someone to share the duties and adventures of Minrathious in those few years before duty locked away simpler pleasures. But when he is first mistaken for the Inquisitor’s father, first mistakenly assigned that guardianship and all it brings?

It staggers him, how deeply the role could fit. For all that their creation is anathema to them, Dorian Pavus would never scorn a child of his blood. Of any blood, in truth. If their herald is young enough and without guardianship, without a future once Corypheus is defeated…

It is a thought for later.

The Iron Bull: Where is the lie? Was he any less worthy of the imereki than those who had left them behind? The feelings that well up when the mistaken role is given do not surprise him, and Bull is perhaps the easiest of any besides Cassandra with taking on that burden. The Chargers are his family, and if they survive the Storm Coast the little Herald is gathered up into that fold without question.

And even with one eye he can see the second Dorian accepts and even relishes the idea. The Iron Bull didn’t come South looking for a family, but one may well be within his grasp regardless.

Cole: “Shared name, shared memories, tied together by all the things that matter. Even when we don’t agree there is still love and trust, striving for something greater than we are. Yes! We are a family. That makes sense.”

Mod Fereldone

#cassandra pentaghast #solas #varric tethras #warden blackwall #vivienne de fer #sera #dorian pavus #the iron bull #cole #dragon age inquisition #reaction #found family

[a-jar-of-beetles]

kristen thoughts plus divine musings

I really want to write out my theory and speculations about last episode but Kristen C. Applebee's won't stop taking up all my brain space so I might as well share my ramblings.

First off it was a really interesting choice to reach out to her parents she could have easily settled for checking in with Bucky to see how he and their other siblings were doing, but decided to talk to her parents anyway which besides being brave also shows a maturity that often alludes Kristen (not that ignoring her parents for the rest of her life is immature but that's not the point I'm making).

Although I wish she could have interacted more with her brothers her conversation with her parents was not as confrontational as I would have expected I for sure thought that Kristen would have bitten back at the "Helio might not have let that happen" comment when Kristen the literal chosen one of Helio has died multiple times.

Another thing that stuck out to me was the way Mac and Donna talked about Galicaea, they acted like she was just some random goddess but in Elysium Galicaea refers to Sol as her brother which is a weird thing for Kristen's parents to ignore so is the fact that Sol and Galicaea are siblings something that not common knowledge? Could it just be something that's forbidden or just taboo to talk about? Mac and Donna were also pretty judgemental about elves when they were first introduced so maybe it has something to do with that?

So that got me thinking about how Cassandra is mostly referred to as Galicaea's sister instead of Sol's while it could just be that they're both associated with night and that they both had elven followers but it made me wonder what type of relationship they had. Were they just never close in Elysium he never mentioned Cassandra but that could have just been because Kristen didn't ask him about her the only real thing we know about Sol is that he obviously approved of Ankarna and Cassandra otherwise he wouldn't have officiated their wedding.

Which brought me back to how Sol followers in the modern/evangelist church of Sol don't seem to actually know or care about what Sol actually represents/represented, which made me think about the inverse. Does Sol even truly know what's going on with his followers? Because of devil's nectar we know Gods can be purposely deceived but we also know that the nectar works by deceiving yourself first so if you truly believe something and tell your God the same they will believe it too because in Spyre the gods aren't omniscient, we've literally seen it with Galicaea who thought that Cassandra erasing her old name was her own idea and the Nightmare King killed her even when there was evidence to the contrary. Do you think her clerics did it on purpose? Whether their words were Honeyed or delusional Galicaea was still lied to. Galicaea who loved her sister, who would destroy anyone that would dare hurt her baby sister, who bared her fangs at the mention of doubt and only spoke of conviction and clarity which belonged to her fallen sister in law.

Do you think that after Cassandra died Ankarna wasn't the only one who got corrupted? Do you think that with out someone to champion doubt and hold peoples hand through the unknown, people stopped questioning the words of their preachers, paladins and clerics? because doubt became hard to speak about was it just ignored and swallowed? Was it the avoidance of doubt that made the followers of Sol demonize Ankarna? Because without Cassandra Ankarna was no longer a part of their family? Sol and Galicaea did they care? How did they when they lost the last part of Cassandra besides themselves? Were they sad?angry? relived? upset? apathetic? Did they even notice it happen at all?

Maybe I've just been thinking too much

IDK

#fantasy high #fhjy #fhjy spoilers #kristen applebees #donna applebees #mac applebees #Helio #Sol #Galicaea #ankarna #cassandra #ramblings #dawn of justice

[muffinsin]

Hi may I ask for how the sisters would respond to a maiden who struggles to care for herself well. Such as skipping meals on accident struggling to keep up with hygiene and overworking themselves? And maybe how the sisters would help or maybe them caring a bit more for the maiden in general. Fluff is my stuff

Absolutely! :)

Let’s get into it!🫶

Masterlists

Bela

Bela is very aware of nearly all that is going on around the castle

Not only business transactions and intruders, prey and her sisters causing ruckus

No, but she also knows of all that goes on with the staff

Not that she cares all that much about them, she merely wishes to prevent an uprising of some foolishly brave individuals

And then, there is her family

She is incredibly aware of everything happening around or with her loved ones

Whether Alcina has changed her perfume

When Cassandra has been too distracted to eat

When Daniela ate someone she wasn’t supposed to

Or, in your case, multiple things

Bela allows it to slip the first time she notices you accidentally skip a meal

No problem, she just brings you one and reminds you about it- firm, but gentle and loving

Then, it happens again

And again

She keeps bringing you the food, but it’s as though you are too caught up to even notice you should eat

Still, ever the doting girlfriend, Bela ensures you do take a break from your work to have some of the food she’s brought

Bela is absolutely not shy to play dirty. She’ll play all the cards necessary to have you eat and drink

She’s one of your superiors, and will order you eat and drink, and take a break to do so, as a last resort

However, Bela also notices you decrease to find the time to look after yourself

Of course, she is one of the first to notice due to her advanced sense of smell

And while she can be with you in the morning long enough to ensure you don’t forget brushing your teeth- even does it herself when she feels particularly doting- and has other members of the staff running about to prepare a bath, the evenings are different

By the time you return to her room for the night, you’re spent

She barely has a moment to talk to you until you’re cuddled to her chest and passed out from the exhaustion

Not even can you brush your teeth, let alone have a comforting bath

Not that you have the energy for it either, even if you remembered to do it

She knows, this won’t do at all

Bela has very high authority around the castle, being next in line right after her Mother

As such, her word is law

Upon having a look at the schedule of the staff, she is shocked to see your name this often

Why are you assigned nearly all the work?

Tidying,

Scrubbing,

Organising,

Reordering,

Polishing,

Serving

Of course, Bela takes immediate action upon seeing this

Is this the reason you’ve been too exhausted and busy to eat or look after yourself properly?

You’re quite confused to hear your schedule has changed…drastically, from the next day on

You now have been assigned breaks in between, one every two hours, and are to work to wash plates in the kitchens just before your lunch break

How…convenient

Additionally, you no longer work until late at night, but precisely when Bela tends to finish her work

You can’t help but grin at this- does that mean you get more time with your girlfriend?!

Bela doesn’t let on that she is the one responsible for the changes, although she will not lie when asked about it

She simply adores your excitement, and smiles when in time, the bags under your eyes disappear and your slightly hallowed cheeks fill healthily again

She still can’t help but dote a little, subtly of course

Such as when she instructs you to have your food with her, a well earned break for both of you in the castle gardens

An opportunity for you to get out and get some air- a privilege not many staff members share- as well as a way for her to ensure you’re eating

You’re left with more time in the morning for Bela to ensure you brush your teeth, even to cuddle in the bathtub for a little while before she must too start working

In the evenings, you are lively after a long day with her

You’re full, well fed and cozy in the bath Bela likes to draw you

She likes to spoil you with candles and rich flavours of soaps, and especially enjoys washing your hair for you

With Bela by your side, she ensures you are always healthy, no matter what

Nothing wrong with a little doting, she figures

Cassandra

Some might say she is a little- unusual- in her approaches to things

A little bold. A little manic, even

She disagrees, naturally

Perhaps it’s for you to judge. Perhaps not

Cassandra immediately notices when something is up with you, even before you do

She insists, you can’t hide a thing from her

She’s merely drinking from you when she notices you taste a little different

A little, weaker

You’re missing the nutrients you should be having

Additionally, you don’t smell as clean as normal

Naturally, she asks you about this. It’s important to her that you eat

Additionally, a little hypocritical as it may be, it is important that your hygiene is good

She knows, hers is…lacking

What else is to be expected from her, after hunting all day, gutting and chasing, rolling around in the dirt and sticking to the moldy cellars?

But you?

You’re human. She doesn’t want filth on you

She wants you squeaky clean to avoid any infections

Bless her, Cassandra knows how easy they spread in the castle

Despite not doing so herself- not needing to- she has always insisted with you:

You are to eat three to four meals a day, more if you feel hungry

The portions for the staff are hardly enough to satisfy on most days, she knows

You are to wash your hands after every hour, even more so when you could have come in contact with anything bloody

In fact, she would prefer you wear gloves

And lastly, she wants you to take baths every day, at least once a day

She knows how easily you bruise. How often your knees are irritated when you kneel. How clumsy you can be

She will not allow a cut or wound to infect

No matter her own spin on it, you are to be squeaky clean

Of course, she notices when this isn’t the case. More and more often

She notices your fatigue, so much so that she refuses to drink from you anymore:

Cassandra doesn’t want to risk weakening you some more

She immediately seeks out the grand chambermaid, and demands your schedule is changed

She will not take “no” for an answer

Of course, your schedule is to be changed

And not only that, but you notice you are treated- oddly. As though you received some sort of promotion

People greet you happily and with waving hands,

Often you are reminded to eat along with a plate of delicious food

Your cleaning items are prepared for you right on site, so you don’t need to retrieve them in the first place

And it seems, you now only face tasks you enjoy

No more of the annoying ones that leave your body aching. No more working for hours without break

You face the work you like to do, and have an hour until you receive a 30 minute break

At lunchtime, it’s a 60 minute break

You’re quite confused

Ah, but no, you did not receive a promotion

It seems, a very angry and sadistic bug woman complaining on your behalf is enough to scare everyone into good manners

Nobody dares to a thing that might upset Cassandra further

It has been made clear that she was unhappy with their performance already, and any minor slip ups might mean a visit to the basement

You don’t notice, and Cassandra doesn’t bother correcting you

You feel oddly respected, and smirk when people make way in the hallway

Surely this isn’t because of Cassandra walking behind you

As agreed, and with her help, your hygiene and eating habits go back to normal

Cassandra appears at times during the day, content to have a snack from your throat again and praise you for eating healthily

You grin at her every time, and each time she presses a small kiss to your bruised throat before she leaves

Before bed, Cassandra ensures you receive baths

While she isn’t quite too fond of sharing a bathtub, for even the largest make her feel claustrophobic after a short amount of time, she enjoys to stay by your side as you wash yourself

To hear about your tales of the day,

To smirk when you proudly announce you are shown respect now because of this and that which “you” have done

She doesn’t bother correcting you

She enjoys watching her little human practically beam with confidence and eagerness

Daniela

Daniela has, unbeknownst to her, made you a little dependent on her, in various aspects

Especially as of late

As it comes to eating, you usually only remember because of her

After all, it’s Daniela who comes to find you and shares her snacks with you all the time

Daniela who likes to snatch some bread and some fruit from the kitchens whenever she passes it, to bring it to you as a gift

As such, you never forget to eat

How can you, when she looks so adorable, beaming up at you after bringing you bread she’s found you?

She always makes sure you know, you need to eat

As it comes to hygiene, it’s similar

Daniela is very clingy, and often you simply mirror her

When she brushes her teeth- something she only really eagerly did once you got her a toothbrush of her taste- you follow

It’s relaxing, to simply mirror your hyper girlfriend and not need to worry about remembering such things yourself

Daniela has you covered

She loves bathing with you

While she isn’t a fan of the water, per say, she enjoys the closeness it offers the two of you

And again, you must not remember to bathe; for Daniela all but drags you to the bathroom whenever she feels like cuddling in the warm water

Of course, there’s also the work aspect

You’re just bound to take healthy breaks when you have a clingy little fly-mutant by your side and demanding your attention

Daniela, unbeknownst to her, makes you take breaks every few hours

Her body on top of your lap when you cuddle gives you an excuse to sit or even lay down, and her content purrs and vibrations they cause do wonders to keep you relaxed

In a way, it’s Daniela who is keeping you very healthy. Fed. Clean. Calm

However- she has been a little more on the busy side in the past days, having been tasked with various things

No longer can she steal food for you as often, as Cassandra is keeping her busy all day with her hunts

And no longer can Daniela stop by whenever she wants to tell you of the latest book she’s just started reading

Instead, she is too occupied listening to Bela talk about the wine business (or not listening, really) and attempting to take some of it in

And likewise, Daniela is often unable to have a bath together, or brush your teeth together in the morning, when she is made to help her mother pick out the colours and shapes of various fabrics for curtains, dresses, tablecloths and other on, all for an upcoming ball

This makes it difficult to keep up the good routine you have

Too focused on your work and with the lack of an energetic, happy redhead by your side, it’s easy to forget to eat

You’ve grown far too used to receiving her snacks, and while she still brings you some, they are by far not- and have never been meant to be- enough to keep you satisfied

You are supposed to have a proper meal too, after all

Ah, and without her eager hands tugging you away to cuddle, kiss, walk about and what not, it’s far too easy to lose track of time

Minutes turn to hours

And hours are spent working without a break, day after day, until Daniela at last is released from her duties for the day and can seek you out

“My poor little human!”, she coos upon noticing you’ve been working so much again

In the evening, she takes extra care to feed you and massage soap into your skin

She playfully scolds you for some time, yet as days drag on, Daniela notices the issue

It isn’t merely a phase, a phase of being too busy to eat

You genuinely struggle with remembering it

As such, Daniela immediately interferes

While she ensures less tasks are given to you, she also likes to take a more personal approach

You can’t help but smile at the many little slips of papers that litter the castle now

“Eat!”

“Don’t forget to eat, my love”

“There’s fresh bread in the kitchens!”

“Make us lunch at 12:00, my knight”

“Brush your teeth”

“Check the new soap in the hall of ablution”

And, it is not futile

You smile whenever you find such notes, usually littered where she knows you will find them

Daniela grins when she asks about your day and you tell her, you’ve eaten, brushed your teeth and hand, washed your face and had a few snacks

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #resident evil village

[incorrectbatfam]

Do you have any WIPs? If so can we get the batfam as those?

i can't tell if these are good ideas

Dick: Teen Beach Movie AU where Birdflash get transported into a 1960s musical and accidentally alter the plot, so they have to race against the clock to 1) get the movie's couple back together and 2) find a way back to the real world

Jason: college AU where seniors Jason, Roy, Kory, and Kyle go on a road trip for their final spring break and check off everything on their childhood bucket lists while facing the reality of what's gonna happen after they graduate

Tim: another college AU where someone gives Kon a fake number at a bar that turns out to be Tim's and they strike up a deal where they keep each other company over text on the condition that they don't reveal their identities; at the same time, they are long-standing art school rivals who got paired together for their final project

Damian: family-friendly whodunit mystery where Selina's engagement ring goes missing at a party, so Damian and Jon take it upon themselves to interrogate everyone and uncover the culprit, who turns out to be closer than they think

Duke: multiverse AU set during We Are Robin where the Robins of different continuities converge in Duke's Gotham, and they have to work together to get past their stark personality contrasts in order to defeat a common enemy

Cullen: side story where, against his sister's wishes and behind her back, Cullen suits up with his own vigilante persona and pursues a smuggling case operating out of his favorite DVD store that takes him beyond his comfort zone of the Gotham city limits

Stephanie: lawyer AU where Steph is the newest recruit at a law firm and her first case is a seemingly straightforward lawsuit until she finds bizarre evidence, unknowingly makes enemies, and wonders if she's fighting for the right side at all

Cassandra: one-room thriller where Cass takes the Gotham subways late at night and winds up at a station that she's never heard of with no exit, no cell service, and something lurking inside the tunnels

Barbara: chat log/computer programming–style story where Babs antagonizes the wrong person online and places a target on the backs of herself and everyone she loves, so she must outmaneuver the anonymous user before they can make good on their threat

Harper: canon-divergent fic where Harper discovers an underground fight ring run by washed-up and wannabe Gotham vigilantes who offer to help train her skills in ways the batfamily can't, but when she takes the offer, she starts to question what is the cost of reaching her potential

Carrie: soft fantasy AU where Carrie and her fellow Girl Scouts discover a baby mythological creature in the woods without its family around, so they work together to figure out how to take care of it without tipping off their troop leaders

Kate: classic batfam mission where Kate and Bruce make a bet to see who can solve their latest case first, but she realizes that their friendly rivalry might be the exact thing putting them in jeopardy

Alfred: Marvel crossover where he and Peggy Carter come out of retirement to track down an international art thief, only to uncover a more sinister plot involving their past allies

Selina: Midnight Library-ish concept where Selina gets an opportunity to explore all the what-ifs of her life and undo her past regrets, but the difficult decision is whether or not she wants to make those changes permanent

Bruce: Turner and Hooch AU in the early Batman days where Bruce takes in a stray dog off the streets because it's an integral piece to his latest mission, but Alfred's out of town and Bruce doesn't know the first thing about caring for a living creature, let alone one as uncooperative as an untrained Ace

#dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #duke thomas #cullen row #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #barbara gordon #harper row #carrie kelley #kate kane #alfred pennyworth #selina kyle #bruce wayne #batman #batfam #batfamily #batbros #batboys #batgirls #batkids #batsiblings #batman family #dc comics #dc fanfic #alternate universe #marvel #crossover #my writing

[rist-ix]

Hiiiii Rist 😊 This will be long, but I promise I get to the point as soon as I can, just need to explain things. Also, you know how you replied to my last ask and said Soarked!Valtor would be use if Bloom got with someone “competent and worthy of her” like Stella?

Sooo, I have a head canon of Queen Marion being the younger sister of a Solarian king from 200 years in the show’s past and in this head canon, Stella’s dad King Radius met Bloom’s adoptive parents at Stella’s behest in Season 1 during a school break or something and he becomes quick friends with Mike.

Radius and Mike get drunk and decide that Radius will be Bloom’s godfather and when she’s in the magic dimension he’s her legal guardian and Mike will be the same with Stella when she’s on Earth.

Radius views this as advantageous since not only will Stella be happy to have Bloom as practically family, he’ll also be able to keep an eye on Bloom in case she decides to stake a claim on the Solarian throne, something she can do because of her “purer blood” aka half Domino royalty half Solarian Royalty.

Fast forward, we’re in season 3. Stella has been disinherited and can’t be queen. Cassandra is already practically queen, she just needs to marry Radius, so she’s over confident and starts poisoning him to weaken him and make him die quickly. Radius is somewhat aware of this and with what little spite and resistance he has against her, before falling into a coma that will eventually lead to death, he edits his will.

In that will previously, he said that in the event that something happens to him and Stella is unable to rule or take the throne and Domino was still gone (or if it was back and somehow Daphne was too, meaning Bloom wouldn’t be queen of Domino), Bloom was to become Solaria’s next queen. Radius edited this, now nearly dead, and says that Bloom WILL be queen, on the condition she marries Stella.

It’s like this because he’s already disinherited her and can’t resist Cassandra enough to change that, so he does this, knowing that Bloom would do it to make sure Stella becomes queen.

And she would. The moment Bloom finds out, she unceremoniously proposes to Stella.

Now here’s the actual ask, if Sparked!Valtor found out about this, what would he do? Cuz Bloom WILL marry Stella to help her keep her throne and keep Cassandra off of it. Would he turn his back on Cassandra or help/cure Radius?

So sorry for the REALLY long ask. Didn’t think it would turn out like this, but I’m really curious!

First of all, I am so sorry for the long silence. Secondly, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, rip Valtor. Wonderful ask, 10/10, no notes.

I’m not gonna pretend I know jack shit about how succession works/could work in the MD, but that sounds hilarious. I'm not sure in how far I trust Radius (who seems a bit too laissez-faire and whimsical for serious politics) would be able to plan this ahead, but I can SEE it in my head how the girls would be laboring over text books, rules-lawyering their way through 1500 year old succession law to find a loophole that will keep Stella in power. And then as soon as they take a closer look at their family trees they just go huh. Wouldn’t that be funny? Stella and Bloom rolling up to Cassandra’s party in two gorgeous revenge wedding dresses like TOO LATE FUCKERS we beat you to it. Guess who's also got a claim now, and no living parents to disinherit her.

Imagining what Valtor would do in this scenario is my favorite pastime now, because oh my god he literally can’t win. He'd probably be seething-sulking-whining in his current hideout because WHAT DO YOU MEAN BLOOM GOT MARRIED OFF-SCREEN?! To someone that is royal, powerful AND emotionally close with her?! And, stars beware, prettier than him?! (Bloom's words, not mine)

He didn’t even get the chance to crash their wedding because they probably eloped on the spot. He is inconsolable; he had an outfit for that exact occasion.

And now he's stuck between a rock and a hard place, because either he continues backing Cassandra but has to watch Stella and Bloom be extra lovey-dovey on every news channel there is, or he withdraws Cassandra's powers in the hopes that that means Stella and Bloom have no more need for this marriage and divorce. Which, realistically, probably wouldn’t happen in time for his sanity to recover. They're having far too much fun with this, and Bloom really was only like one romantic sunset away from discovering bisexuality at any given moment.

On the plus side, I think he'd really enjoy being Queen Bloom's secret sidepiece if he gave it a chance. Ra-ra-Rasputin style: the secret evil magician lover lol

#asks #fic: sparked #winx valtor #winx bloom #winx club #solarflare #sparxshipping

[caitlynmeow]

How is wife as a parent, as a daughter-in-law, as a sister-in-law ? I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT HER !!! My brainrot is back 😅. Also have a good week-end

no worries anon!! i got you with some headcanons :D

i hope your weekend was a good one too!! <3

As a parent:

unlike Cassandra, she doesn’t come from a big close knitted family but she sees how close Cass is with her mom and sisters and she got used to it

Sure, when she proposed, she was fully expecting to have children because she’s also all about starting a family with the woman she loves.

She was absolutely sick with worry when Cass was pregnant because she couldn’t see her feeling so sick and tired all the time.

She did extensive research on every single week because while she wasn’t pregnant she wasn’t going to let Cass go through this on her own, she read about every single detail and was ready for everything and provided Cass with as much comfort as she could offer

She is very involved with her children although she has come to accept some things she wasn’t sure about at first.

She thought she’d take and watch her kids play soccer because this is what little kids do but by the age of ten Aurelia had done nothing related to sports and Adelina, being more adventurous tried to play some soccer with a coach and wife realized that her eight year old has never kicked a ball before this moment and she can tell because her daughter didn’t have a single clue how to kick the ball but she kept trying anyway

She loves taking her kids to other activities though, she loves watching them do other things (ballet, gymnastics, and figure skating) she scored herself points when her daughters showed interest in water and she totally used their giant pool to teach all three how to swim and dive.

She spoils her kids but also knows when a line needs to be drawn. She’s less prone to exploding like Cass does but even she has her limits that her children try to avoid pushing.

She is super involved in their lives and regularly attends school meetings with other parents (Cass thought she’d do it but she can’t control her mouth around other parents so it was decided that she is not suited for playing nice around others who piss her off)

She didn’t think she’d get like that, but wife knows the names of all of her daughters’ toys and who’s having beef with who

Tea parties? Sure, she’ll force her 6’3 body into folding in a toddler dining table set because her children went out of their way to make her a handwritten invite and there is no way she’s going to reject that.

She loves reading bedtime stories to the little tots and even when they got older they still loved listening to those stories

She isn’t above dad jokes which always gets her eye rolls and groans from her victims

Daughter in law:

she knew if she wanted to get anywhere with Cass she needed Alcina on her side because Cassandra adores her mom

Luckily, under all of the hard exterior, Alcina is a very loving mother and she’s very warm and affectionate with her daughters.

Also, Cass is very close with her mother so being on Alcina’s good side is a must if she wants to have this woman

It wasn’t very hard, actually. Alcina was doubtful of her, but wife is confident and assertive, she doesn’t care how it sounds, if Alcina wants to know her intentions, she will declare them loud and clear

Actually, she and Alcina see eye to eye in a lot of things and Cass often hates it and throws in “Are you on my side or her side?” But wife is there to remind her that her safety and well-being are of utmost importance and this is how it’s going to be

Thanks to her being part of House Dimitrescu, wife soon got accustomed to drinking wine (because Alcina would have disapproved of her if she didn’t drink the beverage)

She’s assertive and isn’t afraid of Cass at all which is why Alcina knows her daughter is in good hands because someone is there keeping an eye on her and not taking any of her complaints seriously (to a degree at least)

Cassandra knows it's very suspicious when her wife and mom are together talking because she’s seen this enough times to know it’s not always a good thing for her (because they're always plotting against her which is not fair)

Alcina actually likes wife; she believes she’s the right person for Cassandra and she can see how happy and content her daughter is with this woman.

When wife wanted to come to propose she told Alcina first. She told her where they were going and what she was doing and the entire thing seemed to be planned with Cassandra in mind because it was very private and intimate and that’s when Alcina knew this woman was the one for her daughter because she knew Cass so well (she didn’t show it tho because gotta keep wife on her toes)

All in all, Alcina loves her daughter-in-law because she can see the happiness on her daughter's face and she knows that she’s the right person for Cassandra and she is happy with that. Alcina might be dramatic but she can totally accept a lover who makes any of her daughters happy and wife is no exception

Another thing that Alcina noticed is that whenever wife is staying out of town, she always always drops Cass off at the castle because she doesn’t want her to be alone in their house (even after having kids this one thing never changed) because there is no way Cass is going to be left in her own in a big house nope nope nope she’s going to stay with her mama and sisters and when wife comes back she will pick her up and they go home together

Sister in law:

generally, she gets along well with Bela and Daniela.

She respects Bela and they get along surprisingly well

They also see eye to eye on some things so there is very little conflict

When she is unsure of something, she always runs it by Bela and takes her feedback into account (especially when it comes to Cassandra)

She views Daniela as the annoying little sibling who gets a kick out of being a pain in everyone’s ass

Daniela is actually a pain in the ass most of the time

However, Daniela is the one who schemes and plans for things.

During the few hiccups early on in their relationship and their near breakup twice? Daniela plotted on how to bring Cass and wife back together again.

Because Daniela is a hopeless romantic reading countless novels in the genre has given her IDEAS.

That’s why wife can’t really be too annoyed at her and lets her get away with A LOT.

Daniela LOVES being annoying, she really does get a kick out of it.

Wife is actually glad that Cassandra is close with her sisters because if Cassandra is happy, then wife is happy.

As with Alcina, wife is spending a lot of time in the castle being around everyone, and with time she gets used to it.

Because loving Cassandra and wanting to be with her forever means being around her family and they’re not bad at all.

#asks #this got too long again because i can't shut up about this lmao #house dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #resident evil village #daniela dimitrescu #resident evil 8 #bela dimitrescu #re8 #alcina dimitrescu #headcanon

[funandexploring]

- Ravina gave a wedding gift to Cassandra. "A Bridle of Frost, that she might command a team of fiery horses"

- Cassandra and Galicaea were traveling together (night and moon) side by side. Elven deities starting out with Cassandra having more Fey. Sol (sun) also traveled with them to the great mountains

- Written like it was a part of a saga. It's included but not the main point. The significance is that they were connected (low-key, Cassandra might not even be the connection. It could be her sister, and it just happened to be Cassandra's wedding)

- Murph thinks Cassandra marrying a giant? Siobhan thinking it was to one of the gods of the giants like Ravina?

- Cassandra, Goddess of Mystery and Doubt, can make other gods weak? Hit on her life because of this? Sister can't help her because of the rule about gods not helping other gods!

- Sidenote: In sophomore year, it was stated that mortals were convinced to no longer say Cassandra's name and took down her monuments and scriptures as if it would grant her more power as the Goddess of Mystery and Doubt. Someone on earth knew how to get rid of her. Mortal plot? Or a god possibly breaking the rules of influence? (If this, were/how were they penalized?)

- Sidenote: Was Cassandra technically a dead god as The Nightmare King? Or transformed into something else entirely? How did Kristen learn her name again? Cassandra introduced herself? Anyway, someone's pissed she's back!

- Obliviati Mori - The Law of Theothanitc Silience - when a god dies, you forget their name (Yes! is dead but everyone remembers Yes!) VERY SIGNIFICANT THAT THE GODS DO NOT FORGET THE DEAD GODS, only that they cannot remind mortals of a dead gods existence

- Sidenote: Lucy (possessed? A god herself?) had a way of knowing a true dead gods name and writing it down without breaking Obliviati Mori (or taking the penalty for it?) Did Lucy even write that document?? Or did someone do so in her name and she came back later like huh?? Change it back. Is this a prank lol Where is she??? Also, how did it not break the rule if someone at school had to read it to process her forms?? WHO was in that office that could possibly have read the name??

- You can break the above rule with penalties or find a way to work around it somehow

- Lydia and crew never even knew the gods name themselves

- Cassandra reacting to the red stars like "I thought you were dead?!"

- Emily thought that the Rat Grinders (or at least Ivy) are in on it because of how they reacted to Fig in disguise as Lucy

- some celestials and archfey are gods that decided to become something less faith-based (was Bakur once a god? Or strictly a creation of the dead god?)

- Shut the fuck up. Cassandra possibly marrying the embodiment of rage which combined with mystery and doubt could be too powerful so someone(s) started a campaign to kill them both!! Galicaea also being a goddess of the moon so in relation werewolves could have once had a connection?

- Riz saying Galicaea is growing at the same time as the dead god is somehow getting their powers back. Galicaea as the moon goddess where the moon is a reflection of the sun (isnt she married to Sol?) But the dead god has a 26 point red star symbol so could they not also have a connection to Galicaea? More worship for her through Tracker's movement means more power by proxy to the dead god? Also WHY is Tracker's girlfriend so keen on showing face on social media? One part because this is probably their first real relationship after the reveal of where we know her from. But also there's so much going on, so why would it not be suspicious that she literally put Tracker on a deadline??

- I don't get Kristen's theory that the dead god is in Lydia's chest because how did they do what they did at the mall without leaving Lydia? Fig's dad was stuck in a gem and he could only do things through influence as a warlock's patron

#d20 #fantasy high junior year #d20 spoilers #spoilers #me

[gilbirda]

Just a little thing that the DPxDC community doesn't explore much is the Cass x Danny. By the way they are portrayed, she is quiet and reserved introvert girl, that keeps to herself, and he is an explosive extrovert when you get to know him.

Since I'm a sucker for dynamics that are not used as much as the others, I think this is something fun to explore (maybe I'm just dumb and I'm missing a ton of content).

I can imagine it going like this: he is a regional manager for Nasty Burger as a harmless way to satiate Vlad's obsession with him (Nasty Burger belongs to Vlad in canon, and sometimes, Danny deserves to not have a fucked up life anymore), he meets with Cass and the two hook up (both can't explain, but can use the Lazarus pit = ectoplasm head canon).

These are the reactions of the members of the batfamily:

Barbara: she is protective of both Steph and Cass, and does a background check on Danny, but doesn't find any dirty on him (thanks Tucker), after that, she relax and observes the cute couple from her network;

Bruce and Alfred: both are relieved after Barbara's report, and are happy that Cass is now openly smiling and laughing more, it's not like she was unhappy with them, but seeing her in love is reassuring;

Selina and Tim: both are making fun of Bruce, since Danny has black hair and blue eyes, and is dating a member of the batfamily, they are saying to not make Danny the Steph 2.0;

Damian: he liked Danny because all the animals in the manor loved him at first sight, so he can't be a bad guy, but he starts to respect Danny when he discovered that he helped a gorilla species in the brink of extinction to survive;

Duke: he knows that there is SOMETHING with Danny, but he knows that metas in Gotham have to hide themselves from the wrong assumption that Batman hates metas;

Dick and Jason: they thought of doing a good cop/bad cop routine in order see what are the intentions of this guy with their younger sister, but seeing that he has MORE puns than Dick, MORE dead jokes than Jason, and is MORE SASSIER than Steph, Jason is like "fuck this shit I'm out", and Dick is best buddies with the guy

Steph: she hates his guts, not because his is dating Cass, but because he has the audacity of saying that the Nasty Burger is BETTER than the Batburger, her favorite fast food chain, she can't believe that Cass has fallen in love with the enemy.

Other thing: he can't hide forever his powers, so someday, maybe, they are on a date and a random villain attacks, and not wanting his cute and shy girlfriend to be hurt, Danny beat the shit out of this guy, and Cassandra sees her boyfriend tanking several bullets unharmed, punching people away to ridiculous distances, and maybe FLY a little bit?

Danny is freaked out, because he thinks Batman hates metas, but Cass says that her father knows Batman, and can help clear him.

Now Bruce asks Clark if he is aware of this black hair, blue eyes dude, with some powers really similar to Kryptonians that it is currently dating his daughter (all of the JLD knows that Danny is the Ghost King, but understand why the guy is frightened of Batman, so it is kinda funny when they meet, Constantine can't hold his laughter at the image of a Bruce being the father in law of the powerful monarch of the infinite realms, using ridiculous nobility titles to refer to him)

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Wow, what a long ramble, hope you like this little contribution the community

No words from my part, anon!

Putting this out there so people can add to it!!

🤗

#gil answers #dead silent ship #cassxdanny #cass/danny #dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny phantom #cassandra cain #yeah im so out of spoons today and it shows #but i cant just have these abandoned in my inbox anymore

[ctitan98official]

Cassandra Dimitrescu long lost child au part 2

Here’s part two! Read the first part here! Let’s get into it!

Once you had reunited with your mother, Alcina and her insisted that you move into the castle the same day.

You’d never lived in such luxury before and knew it would be a bit difficult to get used to.

Cassandra spent most of her time with you that day (Well, damn near every second of that day, truthfully). Catching up and telling her about your life was hard for her to hear. She didn’t want you living with such a hateful adoptive family. She felt a lot of guilt, even though you tried to tell her it wasn’t her fault.

When Dani and Bela found out that their sister had a child… That was pretty crazy.

“WHAAAT?!” They both shrieked as they looked at you.

You cover your ears from the harsh sound.

Cassandra stands in front of you protectively and growls at them. “Would you two relax?! You’re scaring them!” She shouted.

You gently patted her shoulder. “It’s okay, mom.” You told her quietly and waved to your… Aunts? That was weird to think about.

Bela spluttered at you calling Cassandra ‘mom’. “H-how?! When?!” She tried to ask.

You smiled sheepishly, but Cassandra answered before you could. “They were born before we came to live in the castle.” She says and pulls you into an embrace, kissing your forehead.

Dani melts at how affectionate her sister is with you. She giggles and swarms closer to get a better look at you. “Wow, Cassie! You did a good job!” She exclaims and pinches your cheek.

You blush, but Cassandra has a satisfied smirk on her face. “Are you surprised?” She asks smugly.

Bela wrings her hands anxiously. “Wow… I just… I can’t believe it. And you didn’t remember having Y/N until you met them today?” She asks.

Cassandra suddenly looks pained. “No… I don’t know why, but when my hand touched their cheek it all flooded back.”

Bela eventually got over her shock and welcomed you to the castle… Meanwhile, Dani tackled you in a hug.

You have different hobbies you like to do with your new family members.

You and Bela like to play chess. She’s still teaching you about different strategies, but you picked it up fairly quickly.

Dani loves to read to you and the two of you enjoy trying to make the other person laugh.

Alcina is a very doting grandma (She insists on having you call her that. You quickly oblige because as sweet as she is, she has no trouble laying down the law when she needs to). She quickly gets you a necklace that matches your aunts’ and mother’s, but yours has a blue gem in it. This makes you feel really loved and like you’re part of the family.

Speaking of grandmas, you don’t just have Alcina. Now you have Mother Miranda as well (Albeit she’s technically your great-grandma, but whatever.) You enjoy helping her in her lab and learning a bunch about science. Miranda’s equally elated that she has an assistant now.

Alcina enjoys telling you stories about your mother and aunts. She always seems to have an embarrassing memory about Cassandra that she just can’t wait to share with you.

“So, after your mom ran into my room screaming bloody murder, she told me that a 'Horrific beast’ was coming to get her.” Alcina tells you one day. “However, she was actually being 'Chased’ by an adorable little bunny! She sat on my bed crying until I picked it up and went to put it outside.”

Your giggles went from barely containable to full out laughter after your grandma told you this. “BAHAHA!” You boomed loudly.

As it happened, Cassandra was walking by just then and peeked her head in to see what was so funny. “What did I miss?” She asks, smiling at hearing your laughter.

Alcina says nothing but gives Cassandra a knowing grin.

Cassandra’s eyes shine with outrage and her cheeks flush in embarrassment. “Mother! You didn’t tell them the rabbit story did you?!” She asks indignantly.

This time, Alcina bursts out laughing.

Cassandra groans and goes over to pull you by the arm out of the room. “Wh-why were you so scared of a bunny?!” You ask, giggling so hard you think you might pass out.

Cassandra growls. “Rabbits are just glorified rodents! They have those beady eyes and creepy teeth. I still don’t know how one got into the castle!” She defends herself.

It just makes you laugh harder.

Fairly early on after you arrived, Alcina commissions a brand new family portrait. You try to hold still, but the uncomfortable formal clothes Alcina has you wear are itchy and stiff. The first photo comes out with you looking like you are grimacing instead of smiling.

Four sets of golden eyes look to you after they examine the photo and you laugh nervously, saying that you’ll do better… It took about an hour to get decent pictures. Alcina was mad she had to pay for a photographer for that long. Cassandra, on the other hand, assures you that she knows you tried your best and hugs you before telling you to go take a nap. At least she’s on your side.

Cassandra loves to end her evenings by snuggling with you before you fall asleep. Sometimes she tells you stories about when you were a baby.

It makes you smile to think of her as a new mom trying her best. (And according to her stories, usually messing up a lot.)

Eventually, Cassandra works up the nerve to ask you if you’d ever thought about getting the cadou. She can’t stand the idea that you would keep aging while she was frozen in time. She wants you to be with her forever.

You crinkle your brows. “Is cadou a type of pasta??” You ask. You’d heard Mother Miranda mention it, but you didn’t actually know what the hell it was.

The tension Cassandra feels is immediately lessened by your innocent question and she giggles, rubbing your cheek. “No, baby.” She says. She explains that it’s how she gained immortality.

You blanch as you think of getting older and eventually having to leave your mom. You hadn’t even considered that.

Cassandra tells you to take some time to think about it, but you shake your head. “I don’t ever want to be away from you again, mom.” You tell her earnestly.

Cassandra cries and puts her arms around you. She’s scared about the possible repercussions, but she respects your decision.

After the cadou implantation, you feel great. You had very minimal side effects, but you did gain enormous strength and grew quite a bit… You like to tease Cassandra about how she’s shorter than you now. Your mom is not amused, but she doesn’t care too terribly much. Now she can be with you forever. It’s all she ever wanted.

Masterlist

#re8 #re8 village #cassandra dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu x reader #cassandra dimitrescu x y/n #resident evil imagines #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #alcina dimitrescu #sorta angsty #mother miranda #bela dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu

[thedeviltohisangel]

I hope we get an interlude abut the boys “vacation” in Africa since it’s longest (?) Cass and John would be apart since meeting so you know he’s driving the boys crazy talking about her and he won’t shut up until he sees her and the only reason he shuts up then is because he’s too busy kissing her

Ok so a little interlude about what Cass gets up to during this mission, a little bit about what John gets up to and their reunion is here.

I think my favorite part of the Africa mission is going to be him meeting her brother, Bobby.

She gives John a present and some letters and an updated photo of herself to give her brother and he takes the task so seriously. And Gale is like then why are you meeting her brother while you're in a fez?

But that is exactly how John meets his future brother-in-law for the first time. And he tells all the guys it's no big deal and he's got it in the bag and they're like then why are you sweating?

And Bobby does his best to be intimidating. But the last time he saw his sister she was crying because he was getting to escape and do something bigger with his life and she was stuck getting shoved into dresses and dragged around like a lifeless doll by Sidney Landry.

And when John speaks about Cass he can tell he worships her. He is smiling and blushing and hands him the gift like he's just delivered the Ark of the Covenant. And he reads the letter Cass has included and she tells Bobby that she thinks, no she scratches it out and rewrites it then crosses it out again, KNOWS that she loves him. And she prays her brother will too because John Egan has brought the color back to her cheeks and makes her giggle and she has never felt safer than she does in his arms.

Bobby asks around about John Egan and his sister. And the men groan and complain that they are lovesick doves just could stare into each other's eyes and just drift around the world happily. They tell him about John punching the RAF Pilot for even daring to mention her. Tell him about the sleep mumbling of his love.

About the way he held her after Berlin and how he brings her flowers every day.

So the last night in Africa, John summons the courage to ask Bobby if they can talk away from the group.

"I love your sister, Lieutenant Colonel Cooper. I've told her I'm in love with her. Told her I will protect her and provide for her as long as this universe will allow me to. She gives me a reason to live. A reason to fight for tomorrow and every day after because I want all the time in the world to be with her. I can never promise her forever but I can promise her my forever and I...I want to marry Cassandra when the time is right, sir. If that happens before I can meet your father, I'd like to have your blessing."

"My father, John, has been praying for a long time that a man like you would ask for his blessing to marry my sister." Cass had always been a wild thing. Mr. Cooper had been delighted with the way she challenged her mother. But he had lost the battle of preserving her independence any further than the turn of her twenties had brought. "I don't want to take that honor from him but I also want my sister to be happy. She deserves it more than anyone."

"I'll marry her everyday, sir. Your father will get the chance to give me his blessing. I promise."

"You have my blessing, Major. Just promise me you'll never try to cage her." John smiles blissfully.

"There is nothing about her I'd ever want to change."

#john egan #masters of the air #john egan fanfiction #masters of the air fanfiction #mota #john egan x oc #answered #cass and bucky #john egan x reader

[dootznbootz]

hello hi hello i am here to hold out my little bowl and ask for a 'penelope abducted' snippet please

*coughs up blood and places strange, radioactive goop in your bowl* 🙃

I wouldn't say it's a snippet but it's more of a

SCRIPT

with some "writing" slapped in between. (there's a reason why I take forever to write things :'D Or then they end up like this)

I don't have a reason for Paris kidnapping Penelope, this is more to just explore characters and their emotions as I LOVE THAT SHIT. This unedited af and it's basically first draft, so while I think the concepts are okay, the writing is sloppy.

This is a younger Hector, why he's a lil bit more unsure. Odysseus and Penelope are around 25-26. Telemachus isn't here yet. Realistically, Hector would be dead, but I REALLY want a certain conversation between them >:)

Honestly, writing this made me weirdly learn I write more/better when the text is smaller :P BUT I'm sorry anon, I'm sending out what I got when I didn't do that. as..you sent this a while back and I should get on it. I also tried not to "headhop" as I know that's "not a good writing habit" but oh my fuck. Take me outside and shoot me in the backyard. It's AGONY and feels so fucking BORINNNG to write. What's the point if I don't know every single DETAIL?!?!? kljhuytdfuyghk

ANYWAYS

Warnings: Miscarriage mention, violence.

Andromache whimpered as the man, Aethon of Same, he had called himself, pulled the knife closer to her throat. Smoke and screams sounded from outside as whatever godlike blasts went off once more as King Odysseus ran through Troy.

Hector felt anger and despair surge through him. For every blast, another sibling of the fifteen taken hostage dies. His throat burned.

(More stuff. Don’t wanna do now. Aethon pulls a "whoops. I missed." and cuts Andromache's collarbone to get Hector to comply.)

“I am without weapons, let her go now.”

Aethon nodded, only to push her into the arms of the other two men with him, held once more.

“You said you would-”

“Let her go? I did. She’s simply no longer held by me. You will guide us, and if you try to lead us astray, my soldiers here will not miss Lady Andromache’s throat like I did.”

“You are without honor! There is no reason to do this. I will show you to where Lady Penelope is, you didn’t need to take my wife-”

His words were cut off when a large hand cut off his words by grabbing his neck, the sounds becoming a squeak as it left his mouth.

Gray eyes burned into him as they got closer to his face. “There is no honor in kidnapping a queen while she recovers from a great pain either! Barely back on her feet and taken from her home.” Aethon hissed, trembling with a barely restrained rage. He breathed slowly, before letting go. “Simply repaying the favor...I will not repeat myself; You will show us where she is.”

Hector started to walk forward, restrained as he was. He remembers how Penelope spoke with such warmth for her husband. “Does your King approve of your methods?”

Aethon chuckled darkly, flicking the dagger between his fingers before tossing it to one of the men who held Hector. “Why do you think he sent me? Move along, Prince of Troy.”

(Stuff happens. Cassandra is muttering to everyone that no one will be hurt as long as they did as told, (no one believes her).One of Hector's brothers tries to step in only for Aethon to pull a one-punch-knock-out like he does with the Irus in the Odyssey as a beggar. One of Hector's sister-in-laws is naiad-born, he gives her a look, not realizing Aethon noticed her ears as well and is letting this happen. Aethon knows about Naiads just as much.)

Hector lifted his head as much as he could with how he was restrained, and gathered strength in his voice. “Lady Penelope! A man by the name of Aethon of Same is here to escort you!”

No reply. All that could be heard is more screams outside as another blast as loud as thunder went off. Another sibling is now dead. He tried to focus on the task.

The door was somehow blocked from the inside, despite how much she raged at being blocked in there by Paris himself. 

Hector started to shift his shoulders a bit. Fear gripped him as he glanced over to Andromache once more, still crying and bleeding from the wound on her collarbone. Her dress now sticking with red as blood seeped through. 

He looked forward again. “Lady Penelope,” Louder this time. “Are you in there?”

No reply. There seemed to be shuffling but he could not truly tell with how his ears were ringing.

Hector turned his head around to look at Aethon, the brutal man, hoping to make him understand that he was trying. That she should be here. 

From under one of his brother’s helm, sharp gray eyes flicked from the door back to Hector. His strong arms were tense as they crossed over his chest. It disturbed Hector how it fit him as if it were his own. A flash of light went across his hard face as another blast happened close by. He was unfazed

Hector was about to plead again, for the man to let Andromache go and take him if he felt the need before Aethon lifted a hand for him to be silent.

Aethon stood in front of the door then, eyes looking down towards the crack at the bottom of the doorway as he watched for movement. He frowned when there was nothing. He took a deep breath and leaned forward a slight bit, “Queen Penelope! We are here to take you home!”

A quick “Oh!” and a crash of pots sounded. 

Aethon’s eyes blazed and teeth gritted as he grabbed and rattled the door handle. “Penelope!”

He panted hard, the door handle now bent from his strength. He began to frantically throw his shoulder into the door, ramming himself and charging like that of an angered boar. 

“Penelope! Are you hurt?” His voice strained. Hector wonders if this man was related to Penelope in that he was so informal.

Another blast sounded and another shuffle and crash sounded from inside the room. Aethon swallowed a breath and he growled as he savagely rammed again. One hand going to undo the strap of the helm he wore, he pulled it off his head, revealing a tight braid of auburn curls on his head. Aethon began slamming the helm into the hinges of the door until one came off. The dented helmet in his hand, he once more barreled into the door. This time it worked. 

Aethon frantically looked around the room before an “Odysseus!” sounded from his left to which he turned swiftly to. 

The fear on Aethon's face turned to joy as he called her name back, lifting his arms to wherever she came from to pull her to him. Her bare feet dangled a short bit as she rested her chin on his shoulder and clung to him, before he sank to the ground. His knees barely missing the shattered pottery. A sob of relief escaped his lips as the lady kissed his face between comforting words.

It suddenly clicked into place. This wasn’t just a devoted captain to a king, this was a devoted husband. 

King Odysseus.

Hector could only watch in confused awe at the scene that unfolded. This man, this king, was weeping. To any outsider, it would look as though it was he who was being rescued. The strong shoulders that burst through the oaken door now shook with sobs. His fingers, ones that had bruised his own neck, were now caressing Penelope’s back, trembling as they combed through her hair. For her or his comfort, Hector did not know. 

Penelope soothed, a tearful smile on her face as she scratched at his scalp in small circles as he cradled her. “It’s okay, I’m here. I’m not hurt. He didn’t touch me”

A whimper escaped him. He lifted his head from her bosom and tears hung from his lashes. A hand, blood already dried from the broken jaw of Thoon, gingerly touched her abdomen.

Penelope’s face twisted up and more tears fell from her silver eyes as she told her husband something Hector couldn’t hear.

Hector realized that it had be begun to rain, what had soft pattering became a downpour, as though the couple’s tears had been what filled the clouds themselves. It put out the fires. 

“Andromache!” Penelope gave her husband a knowing yet disappointed look, a few surprised blinks from red rimmed eyes as a response. She took some raindrops on her fingertips from outside. “Let her go. Now.”

The men released Hector’s wife, who immediately went to touch the wound on her collarbone, wincing as she pressed her hand to it. Hector lunged from the men holding him only to be restrained further.

Penelope started to stand, only to be stopped by the shards that still littered the ground. Odysseus, his eyes and hands never leaving her, lifted her up as he walked across the room. The sandals on his feet protecting him.

Andromache shied away a bit before Penelope grabbed her hand as water went to her wound, sealing it as though it had never been there. 

Hector felt sharp eyes upon him and looked back at Odysseus. It…truly was hard seeing him as the same man who had cut Andromache. Once hard as flint gray eyes were now red from tears, calm and calculating. Two trails went down his ashen cheeks and revealed freckles Hector didn’t notice before.

“Your siblings are still alive,” he started quietly. “I swear upon Almighty Zeus that your siblings are still alive upon the ship. At most some have a headache.” He gestured with his head towards the window, a curl that had been tucked by his wife fell from behind his ear with the movement. "If you want your siblings back, my men, my queen, and I will be treated as guests until we leave…after this storm ends, hopefully.”

Hector was about to yell, to call him a liar, before Penelope interrupted. “They are alive, Hector.”

Striking silver eyes were now piercing through him, though not cold, they didn’t hold the same warmth as before. Her cheeks still damp from tears yet her mouth set in a fine line. One hand reached up and held her husband’s face, who gazed at Hector with the same expression. 

…Was this what Paris meant when he said that Lady Penelope should be nobody’s wife? The cruelty he spoke of...?

“The rain started as soon as we were reunited. The fires are put out by Lord Zeus... Hector, I would prefer if your siblings joined us with a feast.”

(More bickering talk shit. blahblahblah. Hector realizes that while Penelope was "nice" while in Troy, She does so many tricks that no one realizes, as she's trying to stay alive while waiting and Paris is scared of her as Aphrodite isn't here. Hector realizes that she's just as cold and that Odysseus is "just a guy" in way. Realistic? No. But I want Hector alive so then a certain convo can happen >:)

(Again, this is unedited. :'D so yeah. it's not great right now)

She sat up to look back at him, his eyes already looking watery still but she would let him decide if he would share with her or not. 

Penelope didn’t have to wait long as he relaxed his shoulders and took a deep breath, once more shoving his head under her neck, like how Anthos would shove her little body against Penelope’s for pets. 

Odysseus took peace in this silence, her chilled body against his own once more. Her being taken from him was a fear he had never experienced before. (more stuff)

“I hate that we're trapped here until...Whatever it is the gods want us here for is done."

"I know. We should be in our palace, in our nest...But we're together... And we have their favor as of now...They didn't even notice what we've taken yet."

Odysseus smirked, reassuring Penelope a little bit. She waited more for what was really bothering him. (more stuff)

"The Timing of everything…It frightens me.”

“Timing?” 

He nodded. “First, our…Our loss,” His voice cracking at the end, his warm palm pressed against her lower belly. She swallowed the lump in her throat, pushing her own pain down in hopes he would continue. 

“Then the Pirates, and then among them that…Paris, taking you away. I couldn’t hear the gods. I-” Tears started to spill now, finally flowing from the dam he had put up. “I am always so afraid of losing you after each loss. I never thought…I never thought I could ever possibly lose you like this. That the gods decided that I’ve caused enough pain and that you’d be best with another husband…”

(more sappy crying. When am I not making shit sappy and weepy?)

She chuckled, “You came with so few men and thought you had the gods against you and you still come to get me? You really are a silly man.”

Hector is alive for a conversation that will be better than this.

Hector watched as King Odysseus’ smile shined as he watched Lady Penelope race across the pasture; a request she had before they would leave.

Hector knew she had good horsemanship, remembering the day she first tried to leave for the shores only to be returned. But he was surprised the King of Ithaca agreed, even more that he wasn’t with her as well, as he has been woven to her side since he came. 

And Hector couldn’t help but be angry once more. 

How was this smiling, doting man the same man who terrorized his city?

“Spit it out.”

Odysseus still watched Penelope as she laughed as she rode one of Hector’s large dapple grays. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I know what you’re thinking about. Spit it out.” 

Hector huffed and shook his head at the king. How could he even start?

“Even if the messenger you apparently sent did get to us, and we were too late, as you thought…Why was your first plan of action to terrorise us?”

Odysseus twisted a ring he had on his finger, seemingly amused by Hector’s question. “Prince Hector, I had to make sure you wouldn’t say no when I asked again.”

“Would you have even asked?” Hector hissed, bracing his shoulders a bit.

Odysseus chuckled. “You got me there.”

Hector seethed. “I will admit that Troy did the first offense and I am very grateful that everything went peacefully, but to retaliate to such extreme-”

“To even compare what your brother did to what I did is stupid,” His hands gripped the fencepost, knuckles white. “Be thankful Troy still stands, Son of Priam.”

Hector was taken aback by the venom in Odysseus’ voice, having not heard that since the very same white knuckled hands had held his throat…

Hector keeps forgetting Aethon and Odysseus are the same man.

Odysseus turned his head back around towards the pasture as he heard Penelope’s laughter, his shoulders easing as she raced by. 

“What would it take for you to do what I did, Prince Hector?”

“What?” 

Odysseus stood up straight, waiting until Hector looked back at him before he continued. “Maybe you wouldn’t be able to come up with the same plan,” -he ignored Hector’s rolling eyes- “But what would have to happen for you to ‘go mad’ as you said? I held back and you still think so lowly of me…Do you think you’re above it?”

Odysseus stood right in front of him, those flint eyes seeming to pry him open. “Or…Do you even know what would make you do that? Do you think you have something so important to you that you’d defy gods just to make things right again?” 

More (hopefully) quality stuff will replace this. But I LOVE the thought of Hector (and many of the Trojans) falling for the two's charms only to suddenly remember. "Wait...You guys are violent as fuck". Also How "Odysseus would sacrifice all of Ithaca for Penelope and Telemachus but I don't think Hector would do the same for Andromache and Astyanax" which klsjdf dklsjf kl FUCK YEAH. I SO BADLY WANNA COOK WITH THAT!!! I JUST NEED to get more good ingredients :'D

Notes/reasons/just more stuff

While I don't have a reason as to why Paris kidnapped her, I desperately didn't want Paris to TOUCH her as holy shit, I'm tired. So I had to think of something that was realistic that would make it so that he couldn't and well, Odypen already experience some miscarriages over the years and with the potential angst??? Yeah. :'D Also she scares Paris. He USED to have long hair. (Penelope doesn't have a goddess making her be nice)

Odysseus' plan is supposed to be sloppy kind of. I'm also not a fucking battle strategist. I'm making this up. He doesn't have a huge army and is so so terrified and angry. He basically rushes out (despite being told not to) on one of the pirates boats (undercover in a way). They DID send a messenger but we know he's violent. Basically a few of his men snuck into Troy and quickly stole some armor and snuck around using the fires (idk olive oil) as a distraction. Honestly he's fucking lucky. He's not the experienced and calm(ish) man he is in the Iliad and the Odyssey. His plan is relying mostly on fear.

Penelope did try to sneak out once on horseback and that's why she's like "I wanna do that again. I can't on Ithaca. I wanna have one more chance to do it"

I kind of plan for Penelope to kind of be seen as "kinder" and they use that to their advantage.

I kind of want Penelope and Hector/Andromache to bond over fertility problems as idk, drama and why she cares for them, AND they're barely at 2 years into their marriage and get SO MUCH more shit for it because... Priam is a fucking RABBIT of a man (no hate against him but Idk how tf he can MOVE. He is trying to create his own army)

I so desperately wanted to switch to Andromache's POV so often as I kind of want to compare the two couples and how they relate to one another. but that's the headhopping in me :'D O: We'll be leaving now. P: Not without compensation. Later on P: "YOu didn't see that amazing cauldron they have?!" O: "Penelope, I was a bit preoccupied and freaking out. Besides you were the treasure I needed to bring back home- OH MY GODS" P: I KNOW?!?! You're such a sweetie. 😘

Also Penelope, pulling some jewelry out: I grabbed these. I think this one will fit your middle finger. Odysseus, 🥹: Penelope, you are what it means to adore.

Anon, I'm sorry it's not really a snippet but I hope you still enjoyed :'D Sorry about the radiation I put in your bowl 😅

#this feels so batshit messy but fuck it. #that one last line he said was cheesy and stupid but fuckkkk it. #Ima write a self indulgent version with Penelope's POV and as much headhopping as I want. it'll still be shit but it's MINE #And Water Wife always makes me feel better #Mad rambles #my headcanons #ask #anon #shot by odysseus #I made a sideblog btw. Wormlings not allowed #www.tumblr.com/dootznbootiez #<-aren't I so clever with the name :'D I didn't post anything yet but yeeeeee. it exists now

[peacock-mooncat]

♦ B A S I C S ♦

Name: Sierra bihn Gamduhla

Nicknames: Sie (to her friends), the Jewel of Thavnair (to her admirers), and goddess (to Ul'dahn elites with enough gil)

Age: Late 20s, early 30s

Nameday: 13th Sun of the Sixth Umbral Moon

Race: Miqo'te, Keeper of the Moon 🌙☺️

Gender: Female 

Orientation: Pansexual

Profession: Adventurer, dancer, socialite

♦ P H Y S I C A L ~ A S P E C T S ♦

Hair: A dark, saturated purple with blonde streaks, kept at medium length with straight-cut bangs in front. Some of her blonde streaks are natural, but she likes to add a few herself.

Eyes: A vibrant red-magenta, with the trademark large moonkitty eyes 🥺

Skin: Rich brown

Tattoos/scars: A prominent scar runs across her left eye. No one has gotten her to say how it came to be, only that she considers it the fault of her own hubris.

♦ F A M I L Y ♦

Parents: Sierra never knew her father. She's descended from a long line of Thavnairian merchants; her mother is the current matriarch of her Keeper clan, and a decently successful merchant as well. Sierra doesn't talk about her too much, hinting that maybe their relationship is not cordial.

Siblings: Rhekka bihn Gamduhla is Sierra's much-younger, more-chaotic sister. Her and Sierra see eye-to-eye on very little.

Grandparents: Sierra's grandparents passed away before she was born.

 In-laws and Other:  Since she married Yrja, she's only got, uh, Fran and Balthier as in-laws. Well, technically anyway; it's likely neither of them know Sierra even exists.

Pets: Ingot, her Othardian Peacock! Sierra got Ingot when he was just a chick, and helped raise him. He grew quite a bit larger than she expected, and now helps ferry her across Etheirys.

♦ S K I L L S ♦

Abilities: Dancing, a bit of blue magic, hosting friends

Hobbies: Goldsmithing, reading Ishgardian romance novels, performing in minor events at the Carnivale

♦ T R A I T S ♦

Most Positive Trait: She tries her best to read a room and make everyone comfortable. Whether it's in a dungeon with fellow adventurers or relaxing with friends in safety, Sierra strives to keep spirits light -- sometimes to her detriment.

Most Negative Trait: Not all that glitters is gold -- gems, silks, and flesh fascinate just as well. While she normally has a good head on her shoulders, beautiful things make her weak. She's made some poor choices in life due to her greed for gil, due to a pretty girl's wink, or due to the promise of a rare gemstone.

♦ L I K E S ♦

Colors: Emerald green, deep purple, gold; jewel tones in general

Smells: Floral scents! The smell of Thavnair's markets, and of fresh-baked sweets

Textures: Smooth textures, especially fabrics. Silk is one of her favorites.

Drinks: Tea, though she's open and will try other drinks when the opportunity presents itself.

♦ O T H E R ~ D E T A I L S ♦

Smokes: She partakes of a smoking pipe every now and again in social situations, but it's not something she does on the regular.

Drinks: She drinks socially, and prefers tastier drinks to hard liquor.

Drugs: Not yet. Probably not likely, but the right one could pique her curiosity.

Mount Issuance:  Ingot, her Othardian Peacock! ... deja vu.

Been Arrested: Nah, Sierra is fairly law-abiding.

------------------ Thanks for tagging me @iona-xiv, this was really fun!! ☺️

A'ight, time to start tagging -- sorry if you've already been tagged, I tried to check first but I might've missed it! @tsunael, @starforger, @airis-ray, @cassandra-allegra (GIMME YRJA LORE); I am 100% positive there are people I am forgetting and I am so sorry, my brain is mush after this post haha

#ffxiv #ffxiv oc #ffxiv meme #miqo'te #mooncat #keeper of the moon

[romeoandjulietyouwish]

Class (Percahlia week day 5)

ao3 @percahliaweek

No matter her new titles, how much money she has in the treasury, or how confident she feels in herself, Vex will always be that little girl from Byroden. She will always be the girl with scraped knees and messy hair and shoes with holes at the toes. She will always be her mother’s daughter, someone always seen as less than. 

Vex stands in front of a mirror just staring at her reflection. Objectively, she looks beautiful in a light blue gown, her hair done up with pins that look like stars in her dark hair. And yet there’s something about her reflection that she can’t help but grimace at. 

Pointed ears, frizzy hair, broken nails, pointed ears, pointed ears, pointed ears-

She forces her eyes away from her reflection. There’s nothing she can tell herself that she hasn’t been told a hundred times before. And yet the mere thought of those words makes her hands start to tremble.

She won’t fit in. She’ll stick out and bring embarrassment to Percy and Cassandra. Her husband and her sister in law-

“Dearheart?” 

Vex swallows thickly at the sound of her husband’s voice. He’s seen her at her absolute worst, broken and bleeding, and yet shame coursed through her veins like an electric shock. She turns around slowly, hoping that he won’t see the anxiety written on her face, knowing that he will. It’s unfair how easily he can read her.

Percy’s brow furrows in worry. His eyes drop from her face to her hands. She presses them against her dress to stop them from shaking. Percy crosses the room to her immediately, putting a gently hand on her waist, “Are you feeling alright?”

Vex nods, “Yes. I suppose.” Percy gives her a look, turning her to face him and he just waits. Of course Vex gives in, he knows too well how to get her to talk. “It’s just this is our first event as a married couple.”

A fond smile crosses Percy’s face at the acknowledgement of their marriage. “It is. And you look spectacular.”

She shakes her head and pulls away. She walks past him, wringing her hands as she paces, “I can’t do this, Percival.” Her chest feels tight, like she’s pinned into her dress. Pressing one hand to her chest, she looks out the window, seeing the carriages roll up to the front steps and people begin to arrive. 

Somehow that sight manages to terrify her more than any dragon. She knows how to fight a dragon. She doesn’t know how to make niceties with rich fucks and pretend their backhanded compliments don’t make her heart bleed.

Percy doesn’t say anything for a long moment as he crosses the room after her. He ever so gently touches her lower back with one hand, he brings his other hand up to her shoulder. His hands are warm, his thumb running in smoothe arcs on her back.

He is silent for a few seconds before telling her, “Vex’ahlia, you are one of the bravest women I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. I know you know that.” He brushes some of her hair behind her ear, “What’s the matter, dear?”

Vex takes a shaky breath, turning to face him ever so slightly. Still, she can’t bear to meet his eyes as she shamefully says, “I don’t belong here, Percy. They’ll take one look at me and know that I’m…”

“That you’re what?”

Vex swallows, “That I’m an outsider. I know how these kinds of people react to outsiders.” Before Percy can protest, she pulls out of his arms again, turning her back to him so he can’t see the tears welling in her eyes. Some small part of her mind doesn’t want him to see these tears. “I’m always going to be the thief and the runaway and-”

“And my beautiful, strong wife,” Percy says gently. He doesn’t touch her, but he stands just in eye sight, not looking at her straight on thankfully. “You forget, dear, that I was the same for a long time. Convict, runaway, murderer.”

Vex shakes her head, “It’s different. You were raised for this. I was raised by a single mother, we barely had enough food, our shoes never fit. This is the last place I should be.”

Percy touches her chin, making her lift her face slightly. She absolutely adores this side of him, gentle, kind, reassuring. He seems to always know the exact thing she needs to hear to get rid of every insecurity.

“I never got the pleasure of meeting your mother. But I know you, she raised you to be kind and caring and she instilled independence into you. I know without a doubt that you are better than any single person we invited to this godforsaken party. You won’t fit in, simply because you are too good. But you belong here, you belong with me.”

She sniffs softly and he wipes away her tears with his thumb with a soft smile, “Your mother would be so proud of you if she could see you now. Where you came from doesn’t define who you are, you know that just as well as I.”

Vex is silent for a long moment before she leans forward and presses herself into Percy’s arms. He sighs happily and holds her close, pressing his cheek to hers. “You really think that?” She asks softly.

She can feel Percy smile. “I don’t lie to you, dearheart.”

“I know.” She takes a deep breath. “Can we just stay here a moment longer? I don’t think I’m ready yet.” 

Percy hums and pulls back just enough to kiss her gently, “As long as you need.”

#critical role #vox machina #percahlia #percahliaweek #cr1 spoilers

[twotangledsisters]

New Dream Appreciation Week Day 7: Life After Happily Ever After

∘⟡˖* Do not repost ∘⟡˖*

Find rambles about the drawing and process of getting here under the read more!

Thanks to @autumn-sundrop, @the-writer1988, @seadrreams for organizing this appreciation week!

I'll admit I was done at this point, but you can't leave it at one to go! Nope, no, no no.

And with some brainstorming, I remembered a chat with a friend to do with the eventual inevitable wedding and decided to do that in this very, background focused piece.

Minor spoilers for Sisters AU waaay down the line in blue.

Differences? Oh, Rapunzel still had her hair? Interesting. I refrain from commenting.

Cassandra is walking her down the isle while Frederic sits with Arianna? If you've read the series, you know why Rapunzel did not want him walking her down to aisle to marry Eugene. Frederic wasn't a good father-in-law for Eugene and Rapunzel STILL holds that against him for some stuff.

Plus, in this AU Cass pretty much raised Rapunzel, it makes sense.

Anyway, enough of that... It's done!

Program: Procreate

Tracked Time: 1 hours and 41 minutes

I do feel like I'm ending on a weak point, but that's normal because I tried (except for Day 2) to do them in order so I'd have the max amount of time. Which means I got more exhausted and they kinda got worse as the days went on?

I think the lesson here is do the first and the lasts ones first so that you can start and end on a high point!

But hey, it's my first time partaking in this sort of community event so it's a learning curve!

I'm just happy I managed to do something for every day.

And I look forward to partaking in more appreciation weeks in this fandom!

#new dream appreciation week #new dream #new dream fanart #eugene fitzherbert #rapunzel #rapunzel tangled #eugene fitzherbert tangled #eugene tangled #eugene fitzherbert fanart #tangled fanart #rapunzel fanart #rapunzel tangled fanart #tts #rta #tangled the series #rapunzel's tangled adventure #tts fanart #rta fanart #my art #digital art