have been unpacking the scene where they bully and manipulate five into joining in the training session, which i've had to do a little at a time because there's A Lot and it is Upsetting Shit, but this bit in particular i'm just
how to make me instantly want to punch a character in the throat: have them pull the 'i can treat you however i want, up to and including physical violence, because it's my house' card, aka every abusive parent ever lmao
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honestly, i just gotta imagine anybody from the Houses not involved with the Cohort hearing abt tlt events would be wild. like
random fifth house citizen: all....all of the house heirs died?
their random fifth house citizen friend: [nodding] except for Ianthe Tridentarius of the Third and a Ninth nun. they’re the Emperor’s new Lyctors.
random fifth house citizen: [imagining the Lyctor trials as Battle Royale style death matches]....but everyone else died??
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random fifth house citizen’s friend: hey did you hear? the sixth house installation got cooked in that recent sunflare!
random fifth house citizen:
random fifth house citizen’s friend: also the Emperor has a daughter
random fifth house citizen: oh shit really? congrats to him. chaotic time to be raising a kid tho, imo
random fifth house citizen’s friend: she’s like, nineteen
random fifth house citizen:
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random fifth house citizen’s friend: [poking their head into the room] hey, just letting you know, the tomb’s open
random fifth house citizen: the what’s what
random fifth house citizen’s friend: the tomb is open. the locked one. on the ninth house. it’s open.
random fifth house citizen:
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Prompt 210
The battle had been long. Long and destructive, power rolling from both combatants as they launched at each other and tore through armor and flesh alike.
Islands fell from the skies with every clash, swaths of utter annihilation following as they fought long after their armies had finished. Wings swept great gales of wind that shadows raced to block, fire meeting fire and claws meeting blade as two beasts brawled.
Finess was no longer a thing needed- this was all about who could last longer now. One who fought for itself, for its legacy of tyranny, and another who fought together, as one.
The battle was long, no one quite sure how long but enough to be called as such. It could have been hours, it could have been days, it could have even been centuries in this mauling of what was and what could be.
And finally, the One-That-Was-Many rose victorious over the king before it, dead once more at its talons, wings spread to usher in a new era for the realms.
Or at least, that was how the tale went, according to Marvel. Even he wasn’t sure what parts of it were true or simply legend, but it was an interesting story all the same. It kept the kids entertained at least, and caught the others attention so there was that.
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Hey so you know how Tails at the very least got to witness glimpses of what having family/friends was like when he was hiding outside and about the village? Like he sort of got the idea that people usually hung out together and hugged and high-fived and played and he longed for that so so much? yea well Nine most likely didn't even have that because everyone in New Yoke was isolated and miserable by default and any group he probably seen formed within his radius was only heading to torment him. so many forms of affection would just be new to him, It's just *cries*
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me up til now: fuck canon!nine. all my homies hate canon!nine
me sitting down to actually write prose about him, and FINALLY clicking together a backstory that's coherent within versions of the narrative where he's the nine that we get: no god damn it stop making me sad. you fucking Stop That
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The "Omg i can't believe they made the doctor gay" ppl have definitely never watched classic who
Cuz of this iconic duo
The divorced
And the gender queer married couple
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So I know we here at Startrekfandom love that "came back wrong but from the pov of the wrong" thing and apply it to many different characters and canon situations and I am far from trying to complain about it (I'm "came out wrong" trope myself so I was always gonna obsess over it) but having recently watched a very important episode (you'll know which one) for the first time I think there's a character who hits both tropes mentioned but llike, intertwined, opposite and subverted, and whom I wanna talk about.
Julian Bashir.
From his parents' pov he's "came out wrong but we got him help and he came back better" while from his own pov it's "came out 'insufficient', was destroyed for it, came back wrong and only later slowly came to terms with his new self tho never the process (justifiably so)" and it's heartbreaking because in a way, he's right! Jules Bashir died! His parents had an intellectually disabled child and decided to eugenics him! Julian is not the person he used to be and while I do love the person he is now, that doesn't bring back who he was! Part of me wishes we could've gotten to see Jules at least once and part of me hopes we never do because my heart would shatter.
This isn't a good comparison but nonetheless one I can't help drawing: it's giving similar vibes to anti-vaxxers. "I'd rather risk having a child who is dead than one who's autistic". Obviously this doesn't map over since Julian is still autistic and the procedure his parents subjected him to specifically targeted his intellectual disability and if any folks with id wanna comment on this I definitely recommend you listen to them over me, but it's a similarity I, as an autistic who has encountered anti-vaxxers again and again, can't help but point out. "Give me a normal child or give them death."
This may have been written about already but there needs to be stories about teenage Julian (after finding out and rediscovering who he was) practicing some good ol' recognition of the self through media. I need to hear about how he would encounter a story about someone who came back wrong (I'm gonna assume there's plenty of "wrong" pov stories floating around by the 24th century) and absolutely weep. I need to see Julian mourning Jules, taking years and years to process his feelings, experiencing guilt about how he, the imposter, didn't deserve to live Jules' life.
Came back wrong from the returned's pov but it wasn't an accident. It was done to you deliberately by the people who claim to love you. And now you are here, piloting the corpse of your predecessor.
Jules Bashir is dead. Long live Julian Bashir.
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