#katherine watches the untamed

[etaindelaserna]

Random ask, who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in any media, like anime/manga, tv series, books, etc (can be canon or non-canon)? Feel free if you want to write the reasons or not of why you love them....

I mean…how much time do you have?😏✨ In no particular order:

1) Zoro x Nami (One Piece)

I‘ve been in love with their dynamics from the very beginning: the navigator and the one with no orientation skill whatsoever. Orange and green. They bicker like an old married couple, but respect and trust each other blindly. It started out with Zoro protecting Nami from Buggy’s crew, her helping him out during fights but I fell head over heels for them once the Arlong Arc came around: he read her like a book and trusted her enough to make a point. That sealed the deal. Then he watched over her while she was ill and from there one I noticed how he always looks out for here, making sure she is safe🥺🧡 Just ✨They just make sense to me.

2) Damon x Elena (TVD)

I actually don’t recall when I started to ship them. It must have been slowly, just before the „fake“ kiss happened when Katherine came back, somewhere between their banter and low key flirting. I think I fell for this ship because of the factor Damon. Him being fiercely loyal and desperate to get Katherine back, only to realize she never loved him and then falling in love with his brother‘s girl. AGAIN. The tragedy and the tension whether Elena would fall for him too, made this so fun to watch. The final nail in the coffin was when he told her, he loved her but compelled her to forget. Oh, and of course the dance…

3) Sookie x Eric (Sookie Stackhouse Novels)

The moment Sookie laid eyes on Eric for the first time and him shamelessly flirting with her in front of Bill, I was a goner. Bill always gave me an ick feeling. I just never understood why Sookie was interested in him apart from the fact that she couldn’t hear his thoughts. In the books there was always a spark when Sookie and Eric met. I liked that Eric was down for anything as long as it involved Sookie (going undercover to an orgy for example), that he was always (brutally at times) honest with her, that he protected and cared for her no matter what. He respected her decisions. There were no silly games between them. As far as vampire feelings for humans go in this universe, I do think he loved her deeply. As for her: she loved him too but also knew that it would never end well. Such a sassy, sexy ship.

4) Captain Jack Sparrow x Elizabeth

One if my original all-time favourite ships. The sparrow and the swan. I liked their dynamics in CotBP but grew obsessed with them during DMC. Her being restricted by society’s expectations of her and him being the adventurous, clever pirate she had already read about. I mean pleeeeeaaase: the themes alone! She longs for freedom. He and his lifestyle are the definition of freedom. She has a fierce and untamed nature just like the sea. He is in love with the sea. I think Jack brings out her true self just like she brings out his. She matches his scheming talent but I always thought Elizabeth to be more ruthless than Jack. I don’t know what I expected but her ending up alone on an island, married and back in the corset was not it.

5) Hermione x Draco (Harry Potter)

Another one of my original ships. The muggle born and the son of an old wizard family, who hate muggle borns and are/were loyal to the Dark Lord. The drama, tension and potential storylines with this setup is off the charts. I think I fell for them once the 3rd movie came around. That slap and Hermione urging Hagrid to take Draco to the Madam Pomfrey was pure gold for my shipper heart. I started to get obsessed with them when I read the 4th book and they stumbled upon him during the world cup. I always and forever will read this scene as Draco warning them about the dangers of the Deatheaters disguised behind his typical insults. There were both lines in the movies as well as in the books that always made be believe that Draco might have had a crush on Hermione at some point. I was waiting for a redemption arc in the last book which never happened. I also always thought that Hermione needed a partner who matched her intellect to be truly fulfilled and who appreciated her Slytherin traits (cunning, ambition).

6) Sakura x Kakashi (Naruto)

So, this is a complicated one. He is 14 years her senior and her sensei. That is problematic. I didn’t ship them when she was a child. BUT: I liked the idea of them, if the circumstances were different (same age or time travel AU). Kakashi seemed to appreciate her intelligence and her talent for chakra control. He never made her feel weak and he always protected her the best he could. During Shippuden his reaction was always shown when Sakura suffered because of Sasuke. And Kakashi looked rather heart broken and sad for her. He watched over her and cared for her during the last battle. The incredulous (at times murdering) look he gave Sasuke when he mistreated Sakura was glorious. His whole mission was to make sure she survived. So, yeah, if the circumstances were different…also the hand on the cheek is canon🥺 Sakura deserved someone who appreciated her love and loyalty.

7) Claire x Jamie (Outlander)

What I liked about this couple right away (in stark contrast to Frank to whom Claire is married to) was their back and forth, the easiness with which they held conversations with each other and the pure fun they had while doing so. They played off each other without any hassle. Just two people with the same intellect, temper and the same humour hitting it of. This combined with the twist that Claire is the experienced one in all sexual and romantic matters while Jamie is the virgin was absolutely addictive. They just matched. The chemistry off everything that is considered holy.

6) Hannibal x Will Graham (Hannibal)

At first I enjoyed their strange friendship, which quickly turned into mutual respect. May it be due to the actors or how the scenes between them were written but the chemistry was wild right from the beginning. The classical seduction to the dark side trope with a twist: Will is actually just like Hannibal and fights against the urge to kill but actually understands killing. To him just like to Hannibal it makes sense to kill. It even is beautiful. That dynamic hooked me from day one. The back and forth of their ideals. I think Hannibal was rather quickly aware of his feelings for Will. The fact that Will at first rejected him and his whole being but in the end fell for him as well, was fascinating to watch. Just pure and raw.

8) Jaime x Brienne (A Song of Ice and Fire)

I love the tropes surrounding this couple: him, beautiful on the outside but ugly inside and her, ugly on the outside but the heart of a true knight inside. Beauty and the best. Their banter and clash of ideals is what attracted me to them (as well Jaime trying to get a reaction out of Brienne with his constant insults and borderline teasing). The way Jaime unknowingly started to grow a soft spot for the wench and slowly opened up to her, losing his hand (his identity as one of the best swordsmen) to protect her virtue all led to the best scene between them: the bath in Harrenhal. I fully shipped them afterwards. It‘s hard to imagine that Jaime had ever been this vulnerable with anyone but his brother before. He keeps on protecting her and she reminds him of his oaths. Just beautiful ✨

9) Buffy x Spike (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

I was so obsessed with them at some point in my life — it wasn’t healthy anymore. First because of the ridiculous sexy way Spike played around with Buffy as his next slayer to kill. He was cunning and dangerous. Later because of how loyal, funny and good he was even without a soul. Him being a hopeless, awkward romantic while Buffy was straight to the point was a fun dynamic. In the later seasons I felt sorry for him because of how he was used and treated by Buffy but at least he got to go out like a true hero.

10) Beth x Daryl (The Walking Dead)

This was an unexpected one. I liked Daryl as a character but Beth was just a girl in the background who cut her arms. They were pushed together for a few episodes and because their views on life and their experiences were so different, it created this interesting dynamic. Somehow they worked. Daryl helped her get stronger and Beth helped him with how to deal with his emotions. She was innocent. He was rugged and beaten down by life. There was something delicate between them that was never allowed to grow.

13) Rae x Finn (My Mad Fat Diary)

Just two nerds obsessed with Oasis and each other. Typical teenager drama. Because of her seize and her body and mental issues Rae doesn’t think she deserves Finn or that he is even interested in her. She convinces herself to the point that she gives her v-card to another guy around her body seize. Finn on the other hand has already decided that he likes Rae and is all cute and touchy with her. The cuteness of their relationship and Finn‘s straight forward „Idk what your problem is but I like you just the way you are“ endeared me to this couple. Also Rae is hilarious.

14) Asoka x Rex (The Clone Wars Series)

Another problematic ship due to her being his superior and him being (at least) physically older when they were first introduced to each other. I think it‘s the fact that Order 66 looms on the horizon and all the drama and heartbreak that comes with it, what got me into this ship. Asoka transforms from an insecure padawan who gets her squad killed into a formidable force user and along the way she earned Rex‘ respect. Plus I‘m a sucker for how fierce she gets every time Rex is in trouble/attacked. They protect and care for each other and if they weren’t Jedi and Clone I could totally see them as a power couple.

#naruto #one piece #hannibal #outlander #buffy the vampire slayer #my mad fat diary #a song of ice and fire #pirates of the caribbean #the vampire diaries #eric x sookie #delena #sparrabeth #jaime x brienne #spuffy #hannigram #kakasaku #zoro x nami #bethyl

[elegantsplendour]

Dance of the Empire

Chapter 3 Everything

Sometimes, love can be just as destructive as hate.

Especially the politics of the realm rip away an all-consuming love: especially when demons of the second-son are unleashed by thirst of vengeance.

Our choices have consequences.

“Got this feeling in our souls we carry, it’s about to be legendary.” - Legendary by Welshly Arms

« Je veux la gloire à mes genoux, je veux le monde ou rien du tout. » - Le Rouge et le Noir (La gloire à mes genoux)

(I want glory under my knees, I desire the world or nothing at all.)

It had been six years since Aemond had claimed Vhagar, but the thrill and power he felt when riding her still resonated within him. From high above, he overlooked the majestic castles of the Red Keep, feeling as though he could conquer the world. Riding Vhagar was a raw power that commanded fear and respect. There were no rules, no games of thrones, no order of things in the presence of Vhagar. It was just him and his dragon above the sky, above and superior to the rigid and unbending order of King's Landing. Usually, it was a moment of pure bliss and satisfaction, but today, trouble followed.

"Oh brother, I can't believe you need Mother to find you a girl! A Lady Companion, isn't it?" Aegon taunted from afar.

Aemond ignored him and commanded Vhagar to soar higher into the clouds. The strong wind and freezing cold seemed to calm his buried frustration for his own life, but as always, trouble followed.

"Oh Aemond, you know, I heard from some servant that your lady is a Lannister, what is it they called her? The 'Exquisitely Odd Lannister.' A brown-haired and dark-eyed Lannister, I never understood how a woman with such earthly features could be praised so much for her beauty," Aegon continued to taunt him, as he swiftly rode Sunfyre above Aemond.

"Mother's decision was wise," Aemond replied calmly with calculation. "Marrying an elder Lannister daughter will be an important political asset for us."

"Aemond, who said anything about marrying?" Aegon smirked. "Mother invited her to be your Lady Companion. But who can know, maybe she will somehow prefer your brooding nature over-" Aegon pointed at his body insolently, "this."

The younger prince had had enough of Aegon's relentless teasing. He redirected Vhagar down to the Dragonpit with a fierce intensity.

As Vhagar approached the Dragonpit, Aemond laid his sight on a figure dressed in a fine yellow dress, watching in awe as the beast landed before her. It must have been the Lannister girl, he thought. Even from afar, the girl in the golden dress was a sight to behold.

He descended from the dragon and approached her with composure.

“Lady Katherine Lannister, welcome to King’s Landing,” he greeted her calmly with a polite composure as he observed her. Katherine Lannister, almond-shaped doe-eyes, delicately round pink lips, with entire demeanor exuded a confident curiosity that was underscored by an effortless elegance. As Aemond looked upon her, he found himself momentarily stunned by her beauty, realizing that her reputation as the "Exquisitely Odd Lannister" was well-deserved. But it was her unconcealed awe, curiosity and easiness at the sight of Vhagar that startled him; her dark eyes glimmered at the majestic beast.

“My Prince, it is my pleasure and House Lannister’s to be of your company” Katherine slightly bowed at Aemond, her eyes never leaving his.

As Aemond’s remaining eye met the young Lannister’s, both of their hearts stunned momentarily. As much as her doe-eyes and doll-like features screamed innocence and delicacy, he caught a glimpse of something underneath them untamed, greedy, and even violent, something he recognized all too well, his own.

“Lady Lannister! The dark-haired Lannister in a golden dress, what a sight,” Aegon’s voice echoed as he dismounted from Sunfyre, “Prince Aegon Targaryen, at your service,” smirking, he leaned in and landed a kiss on Katherine’s hand.

“The pleasure is mine, my prince,” Katherine responded with a hidden giggle, memories of their distant youth slipped into her mind.

Aemond turned his head in annoyance at his brother’s pleasantries. He felt a slight sentiment of bitterness and resentment towards the Lannister girl, who appears to be another one falling for his wastrel brother’s charms

“You have grown up quite a bit, little warrior,” Aegon grinned while scanning her not very subtly.

Aemond raised his brow, “You two know each other?”

“It’s a long time ago, Prince Aemond, I once,” Katherine chuckled, “saved Prince Aegon from being kicked by a horse on his tenth nameday.”

Aemond couldn’t help but to burst into an unintended chuckle, “Aegon, is this true? My lady, if I am not mistaken, you are two years younger than me? Five years younger than Aegon?”

Before Katherine could respond, Aegon rolled his eyes, “Yes, Katherine was only five, and even then,” he winked at her, “you were angelic.”

“I don’t remember you being such a flatterer, Prince Aegon, though I do wish for someone who could see right through me,” Katherine replied with a hint of mischief, her eyes casually tracing back to Aemond, who watched with a buried irritation as his elder brother continued his flirtatious remarks.

Enough, Aemond declared to himself. The eldest daughter of the Lannisters, the beauty of Casterly Rock, was to be his. She was a key to a glorious future, with the potential of a powerful alliance and the prospect of a rare beauty by his side. He will not let his brother take what was rightfully his, not this time.

Without missing a beat, Aemond stepped forward with a composed smile and placed a hand on Katherine's arm. "My lady, if you would permit me, let me introduce you to the gardens of the Red Keep.”

“I’d be delighted, My Prince,” she clung onto his arm with a smile.

“Oh well, I’ll leave you to it,” Aegon shrugged and whispered in Aemond’s ears, “Good luck, little brother. Don’t forget your lesson from three years ago, you’re going to need it.”

Aemond glared at him ferociously as he walked away. As Katherine tightened her grip on his arm suddenly brought him back to reality, Aemond subconsciously gripped onto her hands.

For a moment, they gazed at each other silently, as if the rest of the world did not exist. [It was like their touch transmitted some sort of message beyond the world’s comprehension. Aemond knew the young lady felt and understood his rage. She didn’t have to say it. It was like she had been in his place, lived through and buried an anger like his.

With a tacit understanding, they walked towards the garden silently. Katherine’s grip on his arm did not loosen, and Aemond did not want it to. The warmth of her skin seemed to calm his racing heartbeat caused by both fury and fluster.

However, Aegon’s words still clung to him like a dagger. Remember your lesson. His older brother had dragged him to a brothel three years ago, when he was merely a thirteen-year-old. The disgust and shame of that night still taunted him. The implication of his words was clear. How could Aegon dare pronounce it in front of the young Lannister, Aemond’s potential betrothed, as if she was one of harlots on the Silk Street?

With that, Aemond broke the silence, gazing into Katherine’s eyes with a fierce intensity, “My lady, I apologize for my brother’s behaviour. It was inexcusable and I promise you that such a thing will never happen again in my presence.”

“No need to apologize, Prince Aemond, after all, you are not your brother’s keeper,” she tilted her head with a courtese smile.

“I see what they say in court is true, Lady Katherine,” said Aemond, “You are a true beauty with a wit.”

“You have heard about me?” Katherine raised her brows in mock surpris. In truth, she enjoyed feigning having no sense of the world, luring those around her to let down their guard without realizing that she was the master of the game.

Aemond’s lips twisted into a calculating smile, “Of course, the dark-haired ‘Exquisitely Odd Lannister’ who enchanted both my mother,” he paused and drew out each of the words, “and Princess Rhaenyra.”

Katherine’s breaths subtly quickened as she heard Rhaenyra’s name. He was testing her allegiance, as well as House Lannister’s, but she had her own trick. How to respond to a contentious remark? Throw it back.

“And what have you heard about yourself, My Prince?”

Aemond’s courteous facade startled for momentarily, sensing the faint change of power-dynamics between them. He had been the one testing the waters of her allegiance, and now she was making him prove his worth. It was no doubt that the young woman had heard, if not already had her judgement about him, but she wanted him to say the words. Katherine Lannister, you are truly something, he thought, gazing at her innocent expression.

“I've heard many things, Lady Katherine. Some true, some false. But you seem like someone who can handle the truth."

Katherine met his eye with an assertively charming expression, contrasting her earlier pretense of reserved innocence, "Try me, Prince Aemond.”

Aemond's lips twisted in a wry smile. "They call me the dangerous one-eyed prince, the reckless one who rides the largest dragon in the world. They say I'm brooding and obsessive, that I've isolated myself from everyone since losing my eye."

Katherine felt a thrill at Aemond's words. Anyone who can handle worldly judgement without embarrassment and fear must possess immense inner strength. "And do you think that's true?"

Aemond's gaze was intense, and Katherine felt her heart quicken in response. "Some of it, perhaps. But I'm also someone who knows what he wants, and won't let anything stand in his way."

A surge of admiration for the prince's spirit rose in Katherine’s chest. "And what is it that you want, Prince Aemond?"

Aemond's answer was simple, yet sending a shiver down her spine. "Everything."

#aemond stannies #aemond targaryen #dark aemond targaryen #aegon targaryen #aegon x oc #aemond fanfiction #aemond the kinslayer #aemond x fem!reader #house of the dragon aemond #house of the dragon #hotd aegon #hotd x reader #hotd imagine #hotd fanfic #hotd aemond #romance #fluff #eventual smut #aegon targaryen x reader #aemond x reader #dark aemond x reader #dark aemond x oc #morally grey characters #hotd fandom #daemon targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen #jace velaryon #lucerys velaryon #alicent hightower #queen alicent

[accidentalslayer]

💗 Comfort Shows 💗

Thank you @elegantsplendour for inviting me to join in on the fun! Plus, it kind of helps me break the ice of my deep lurking/rabid reblogging LOL. I don't actually know 10 people on Tumblr yet so I'll just tag the people I do know~

@rosecentury @closetedwh0r3 @ren-drake @brandyovereager @leonorasbabygirl @catmikaelson20 @green-eyedshooter-blog @margueritetheduchess05

Rules are as follows: post 10 of your favorite comfort TV series and then tag 10 people. ♡

1. Once Upon a Time. (I used to be super heavy into watching/interacting with the fandom. Tbh, it was mostly because I simp for Rumplestiltskin and Belle/Lacy. Oh, to be a single piece of straw that Rumple spins into gold...)

2. Versailles. (I am a HUGE fan of period pieces & disaster brothers. The chaotic dynamic between Louis the 8th, the Sun King, and his brother, the Duke du New Orleans really had me hooked! Plus the cool polycule that the Duke, the Chevalier, & the Princess Palatine was 🤌🧂👩‍🍳)

3. Bridgerton. (Do I even need to expound the joy and excellence of Bridgerton? They recently dropped some teaser pics of Season 3 with Penelope and Colin and I am literally frothing at the mouth. It exists now to torment me in the back of my conscious mind. 🙃 😭)

4. The Originals. (Around the same time I got into OUAT, I was also addicted to the Originals! Klaus was my immediate favorite because of his BIG YANDERE energy but also because we're both artists. I also paint and create visions that I'd like to see in the world. Recently re-watching it again so I can write Dawn Misplaced, I began to switch allegiances to Elijah. I love his classy, polished "business man" vibe. I wonder how he'd fair against Rumplestiltskin...?)

5. The Vampire Diaries. (I realized that I had never seen this show before I watched the Originals and I'm currently blazing through Season 2. I love Damon and Stefan. More so Damon. I have a bad boys thing, I know. Tbh, I don't trust Stefan for some reason. I also think I'd enjoy sitting and writing in the same room as Elena. And I would Homer Simpson fade into the bushes whenever Katherine is around.)

6. Shadow and Bone. (Ngl, I was only in it for The Darkling and no one else. I do not care about the Sun Summoner or her whole entire character arc and would have happily watched the series if it'd centered around Kaz and Kirigan fighting for the destruction or expansion of the Fold. I also found the main protagonist super annoying. But she is a light magic user and the common trope or dark side of the light is righteousness and hypocrisy.)

7. Hotel Del Luna. (I LOVE K-dramas! This series is an amazing, quirky story that tackles themes like death, trauma, and shedding the past in a way that makes you laugh & and feel vindicated. Plus, the female lead is super confident, cool, & empowered throughout the narrative and has a lot of yandere traits without being too ridiculous. Also, I just love the concept of a hotel for ghosts in the afterlife. There's so much potential in that trope.) 8. Mr. Queen (Another quirky K-drama about time travel that takes place in the austere land of Joseon. There's time travel, sarcastic and witty banter. Gender swapping through crazy awesome Korean magic. And a clever, irreverent protagonist who slowly redeems himself over the process of the whole series from asshole to best boy. At least imo. Also, the outfits, and the background of the whole show is just really well-done. I can tell a lot of love went into those hanboks.) 9. Hannibal. (Okay so not exactly a comfort show as much as it is a "Yandere Crave". When I'm writing villain or misunderstood characters I sometimes just start binging on this show. I love Mads Mikkelsen. I guess I just have a thing for the last name "Mikael's son" and variants of it. The dynamic between Hannibal and Will was maddening and intense and I love how obsession and finding yourself reflected in another person plays a part of it.) 10. The Untamed (Have you ever watched a TV series that moved you to tears both in it's narrative, setting, outfit, and actors? Have you ever burned with longing for two characters to embrace each other while they both fought on opposite sides of philosophy and politics? Have you ever burst out in tears crying ugly sloppy happy and sad tears at the end of it and felt an emptiness so profound in your soul upon completion of it? Number 10 wears the crown in my list. It has no equal.)

#tagging game #10 favorite tv shows #accidental'sbig10 #accidental speaks

[justfandomwritings]

For your ask how about 1, 29, and 30?

Ask Game… Send in Numbers for Questions if you’re also bored

if someone wanted to really understand you, what would they read, watch, and listen to?

Read: I would read The Bear and the Nightingale by Katherine Arden. Just in regards to the setting and the prose, it will probably give you some insight into my vibe/aesthetic as a person. The setting and the fact that it's a fairytale retelling are also important because those have been huge influences on my reading habits over the years, and reading is probably one of my main influences to my person. But even disregarding that, the story has a lot of overarching themes that I think would tell you a lot about me.

Watch: I think a good place to start would be watching the 2019 adaptation of Emma or reading Emma by Jane Austen. (I'm calling this the 'watch' though because I have other books in mind.) It's probably going to sound odd/make me seem like a worse person to say that out of all of the Austen heroines I relate to Emma the most given how deeply flawed she is compared to someone like Lizzie who is also flawed but has flaws that we as a society are more willing to accept. We all want to be a Lizzie, but a huge part of understanding someone (and really of understanding yourself) is acknowledging your flaws. That said, my explanation for Emma is that, while I have never and may never be rich, there were certainly times in my life when I exhibited Emma's level of snobbish elitism in other aspects of life, and I think that my growth as a person probably mirrors her comeuppance at the end of the novel and where we can all imagine her character would've grown after as she matured/learned that she didn't know everything and wasn't always the smartest person in the room.

Listen to: I don't listen to much music on my own. Music is usually a vehicle for getting me in the mood to tell a particular kind of story. So with that in mind, I think the songs I've listened to the most are all story related: Iris by the GooGoo Dolls, Head Above Water by Avril Lavigne, Love You Goodbye by One Direction. Those are all songs that have made it on my Spotify Wrapped in the last couple years. They all correspond to one story or another. I don't know how much I listen to them when I'm not writing, but I don't listen to much music at all when I'm not writing. So I don't really have other answers to give there. And the stories I write are pretty important to me, so that's as good as I got there.

three songs that you connect with right now.

Like I said, songs are usually story vehicles for me. Granted, stories are influential to me so the songs that are vehicles for them are important in that sense but are rarely important on their own. I connect with them to the extent that I connect with a story, and they get me in the mood to write that. Answering this as best I can, the three songs that right now are on repeat, mostly because of stories, are: If I Could Fly by One Direction, One Way Ticket by LeAnn Rimes, and Home by Catie Turner.

pick one of your favorite quotes.

I refuse to pick one. If songs are things that I struggle to find connection with and a question I don't have a great answer for, quotes are the exact opposite. I have been preparing for this my whole life.

Lots of Quotes Under Cut

Quotes that are Hopeful:

"Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light. I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night." - Sarah Williams, Twilight Hours

"I dwell in possibility." - Emilly Dickinson

Quotes about Strength and Women:

“There is no beast, no rush of fire, like woman so untamed. She calmly goes her way where even panthers would be shamed.” - Aristophanes, Lysistrata

“She made herself stronger by fighting with the wind.” - Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

Quotes with Fighting and Strength as Themes:

"Our masters have not heard the people's voices for generations, and it is much, much louder than they care to remember." - Alan Moore, V for Vendetta

"You cannot buy the revolution. You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit, or it is nowhere." - Ursula K. Le Guin, The Dispossessed

"I offered them Utopia, but they fought for the right to live in Hell." - Mark Millar, Superman: Red Son

Quotes about Love:

“What was it like to lose him?" Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded: It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.” - Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

“You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.” - Anna Akmatova, Complete Poems

“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.” - Salvador Plascencia, The People of Paper

Quotes about Fear:

“Only priests and fools are fearless and I've never been on the best of terms with God.” - Patrick Rothfuss, Name of the Wind

“There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.” - Patrick Rothfuss, A Wise Man's Fear

Other Random Quotes:

“I wish I was a woman of about thirty-six dressed in black satin with a string of pearls.” - Daphne Du Maurier, Rebecca

“If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards!” - Terry Pratchett, The Color of Magic

[chloehazeljane]

"The Mercy of Men" by Chloe HazelJane

Original Post On: chloehazeljane.com

1879

Scotland was nothing like Italy, and more so, Inverness was nothing like Rome. There were many times when Katherine resented the fact, missing the world she’d known in her early years of childhood, but she had grown to love her new home. In the years since the move, she had learned that it wasn’t where she was that mattered. It was who she was there with. And anywhere she could be with her father was home.

“Have you got it?” Benedict was seated atop his deep brown horse, watching his daughter with a measured gaze. His eyes, a deep shade of blue, sparkled in the light of the morning.

“You know I do,” she said, swinging herself up onto the back of her own horse. “It’s far more difficult to do this in a dress.”

“I told you you didn’t have to wear one.”

“And I told you that was a hideous idea.” Bridget had emerged from the manor house and was descending the steps toward them, a lump of fabric in hand. “She’s a lady, Master Lockhart. Treat her like one. The poor girl’s never going to find a husband with the ideas you put in her head.”

“And before you tell me that doesn’t matter,” she said, “it does. This world belongs to men, something you would not understand, being one yourself. Without a man, a woman has nothing. It’s best not to be naive about it.”

Benedict shook his head. “I do know that. The world isn’t ready to be the best version of itself yet. But can I not at least pretend it is?”

Katherine shook her head. Her cat, Bella, had jumped into her lap from the top of a nearby stone fence, and she was scratching her behind her torn ginger ear. Her horse scuffed the dirt with her shoe, agitated by Bella’s soft purrs and the flicks of her tail. She didn’t mind the animals’ annoyance at each other. It was better than the constant bickering she endured from her father and Bridget.

For as long as she could remember, Bridget had been her nursemaid and governess. Like every other member of Lockhart Manor’s staff back in Rome, she had been given the option to come with the family to Scotland, where Benedict would ensure they were set up comfortably, and she was among those who had accepted the offer.

Katherine knew her father was grateful for it, but she also knew he didn’t like to face the realities Bridget often reminded him of. An academic and well-established gentleman, Benedict Lockhart’s reputation was impeccable, but he was not known for his love of tradition. The same adventurous spirit that had brought him from England to Italy, where he’d met his late wife, still ran rampant deep down. It was the untamed tempest characteristic of a young boy with the privilege of having the world in his pocket, but even as he aged and became less engaged in the wild matters of his younger days, that part of his spirit had never dampened.

Katherine knew the sense of freedom he had always known and loved was all he wanted for her. He didn’t care if or who she married or how proper of a lady she grew up to be. But Bridget was right. They did not live in a world where the rights of sons were the same as the rights of daughters. Benedict could not continue to feed the fire he had taken so much care to start in his daughter. He needed to tame it. 

But he knew better than even Katherine herself that it was far too late for that.

“Papa.” Katherine was sick of being talked about like she wasn’t there. Her father had promised her a ride to the Moray Firth. That was what they needed to focus on now.

“I know, darling.” Benedict regarded Bridget with a nod. “My daughter and I have an engagement for the day. We will return before dinner.”

Bridget shook her head. “Is this even safe?”

“When have I ever taken her to do anything I didn’t think was safe?”

“What you see as safe and what I see as safe are two very different things. This is why you need a lady of the house. It’s far past time.”

Bridget was staring at Benedict with focused eyes, a breeze tousling the red strands of her hair. She knew saying such a thing would upset him, it always did, but she wanted the idea to stay clear in his head. As far as she was concerned, the longer Benedict went without remarrying, the more harm was done to Katherine, a young woman with the ambition of a man. 

“You only get true love once, Bridget. Maria was mine,” Benedict said. He settled his gaze on Katherine. “You do not settle for something just because you’re supposed to.”

Bridget opened her mouth but Benedict was already whipping his horse around.

“Now,” he said, reaching over to shoo Bella off of Katherine’s lap, “I’ll race you.”

He took off, and Katherine scrambled to catch up.

They flew through the endless grass that comprised their land and erupted into the streets of Inverness. They wove around shouting coachmen and bewildered children. Until they reached the trees at the edge of the water, there was nothing in the world but the wind in their hair. 

They tied the horses to one of the trees and wandered down through the grass. It was a cloudy day, and the air smelled as much of rain as it did of the inlet’s sweet water. Katherine was close enough to it that she could easily have stepped off the rocks and dampened her boots in it, but she could see in her father’s eyes as they began to walk that this was not a play-in-the-water type of day. 

His eyes were dark and serious, his hands were stuffed in the pockets of his coat, and his brow was furrowed, deepening the lines that the years had creased in his forehead. There was gray in the hair at his temples. She had never noticed it before.

She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t bring herself to speak. It was as if a heavy sheet had fallen over them, snuffing out the wild joy of their ride down from Lockhart Manor. 

Benedict cleared his throat, regarding his daughter with a look that suggested curiosity. “There are some things we should talk about.”

Her stomach flipped. “Like what?”

Benedict smiled but there was no mirth in the expression. “Bridget’s persistence on the subject is making me crazy, but she’s right. The fact is that you’re old enough to marry. You’re a young lady of noble birth, and maybe I have failed in raising you to be befitting of that station. I suppose I just never wanted you to feel pinned down as I did, and I didn’t have the added misfortune of being a woman, which, don’t misunderstand me, is not a bad thing. It just limits you in ways I simply cannot fathom, and it’s that Bridget is also right about. I could never understand what it means to be a woman because I am not one myself. I do not have to depend on another to survive, but the truth is that you do. You are at the mercy of men. And I won’t always be here to protect you.”

Katherine’s heart had stopped. “Papa—”

“It’s the truth, sweetheart,” he said. “You will marry—soon, I suspect—but when you do, promise me it will be for love and nothing else. Do not marry for money or station or obligation. Marry a man who you can love and find happiness with for the rest of your life. Marry a man who will love you for who you are and will not stand in the way of what you are capable of becoming.”

Katherine stared at him and swallowed past the knot in her throat. Her legs felt like lead, as she forced herself to continue moving forward. “Love like that is for stories,” she murmured. “It’s not real.”

“But it is. I loved your mother more than anything in this world, and losing her was like losing a part of myself.” They stopped walking, and he took her face in his hands. He was no longer speaking English but Italian, the language he had learned for his wife. “But I didn’t lose my world because I still had you. You are our daughter. You are the light of my life, my diamond, and there is nothing I want more for you than to know love like I did.”

“And what if I don’t?”

“Then you will find a way to defy the odds. You are not a gentle rain shower, Katherine. You are a thunderstorm. As I am too.” Benedict smiled again, and this time, there was a sense of elation in it. “You may be a girl, but I have raised you to be a man. I have known since you were young that it was what you needed. Anything my son could do, my daughter can do too. Perhaps she can even do it better.”

He often spoke to her this way—though never with the directness or intensity that he did now—and there were times when she wondered if he was compensating for something. She found it likely that he was directing onto her the perception of the world he would have bestowed on her brother. It was doubtful he never thought of him, of what he could have been, when he said these things. The child who had, along with his mother, not survived his birth. 

That day was not one that was solidified in Katherine’s memory—she had been far too young—but she did remember pieces of it. Most of all, she remembered the look on her father’s face when, ashen and afraid, he had finally come to explain the tragedy to her. She hated to think of him that way.

“You speak like you’re losing time to say these things,” she said. It felt like he was leaving her, saying his final goodbye before he departed on a voyage from which he knew he would not return. It felt like she was losing him. “We don’t need to worry about this now. I have you, and you have me. Just like always.”

Benedict chuckled and planted a kiss on her forehead. His lips were dry and cracked, but his touch remained gentle and smooth. “I didn’t mean for this to be our topic of conversation today,” he said. “It was odd. Something came over me, and I had to say it. I needed you to hear it.”

“I heard you, Papa.” Tears had welled up in Katherine’s eyes, and she held a hand to her cheek as they began to spill. “I hear you, and I love you, and I don’t want to think about a time that you’re not in.”

A soft smile on his face, Benedict wiped away her tears with a gloved hand. “We have all the time in the world, Katherine,” he promised. 

Two months later, he was gone.

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[roseunspindle]

I posted 7,410 times in 2022

That's 1,479 more posts than 2021!

1,170 posts created (16%)

6,240 posts reblogged (84%)

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I tagged 7,385 of my posts in 2022

#doctor who - 305 posts

#my hero academia - 253 posts

#kitty - 178 posts

#star wars - 142 posts

#percy jackson - 127 posts

#outfit - 118 posts

#fashion - 114 posts

#dracula daily - 113 posts

#the untamed - 111 posts

#sailor moon - 104 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#heck one person  i blocked just because their name and tagging kept popping up in  a fandom tag i was looking for but they were like a work

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Youtube Comfort Videos

Videos I’ll re-watch whenever stressed, or my brain is just set on 10,000 and I need it to slow down. This is my personal favorites, not everyone may find these “comforting” or “calming” ^_^’

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ynEjnebw8LA - We hired a Japanese moving company! - Rachel and Jun

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-CRXUeTmNtE -  SPIDERQUEST: Quest for the Man-Sized Spider - Jenny Nicholson

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4AdFD3E2ok -  THE Vampire Diaries Video - Jenny Nicholson

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMeuwYvlBI0 - Kemosabe’s Tree Fort - Animal Wonders Montana

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-k61Ir4lMw -  Animal Food Taste Test with Hank & Katherine Green -  Animal Wonders Montana

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BA0eO6Mu6uo -  some cosy sewing motivation for you :) - Bernadette Banner

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=327azBjatjg -  Making a 15th Century Princess Gown Part 1 || Historical Reconstruction - Bernadette Banner

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IAnhVvD0mO0 -  A 15th Century Princess Gown Part II || Historical Sewing - Bernadette Banner

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZjLIoRgfWTQ -  A Very Brief Ancient History of Westeros - Dominic Noble

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fgB9j6rGFEQ -  A Very Brief Recent History of Westeros - Dominic Noble

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfszijxnVCg -  The Polity Novels by Neal Asher - The Dom Reviews

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kC4I3Bdg-og -  Daycare Stories - Let Me Explain Studios

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zhWWcWtAUoY -  Into The Omegaverse: How a Fanfic Trope Landed in Federal Court - Lindsay Ellis

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=38BiNsFFzcs -  Addison Cain's lawyer e-mailed me, and it only got worse from there - Lindsay Ellis

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1xjK4GJjIqo -  Vampire Reviews: Lost Boys

- Maven of the Eventide

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HlEybzM2eqE -  What did Ariel ACTUALLY wear on the beach? || Historically Accurate Little Mermaid Dress - Morgan Donner

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PmdzptbykzI -  Halloween Special: H. P. Lovecraft - Overly Sarcastic Productions

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jAkplrZci0 -  Modern Classics Summarized: Stranger In A Strange Land - Overly Sarcastic Productions

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFXbqcHEhLI -  Blue's Top Five Domes! - Overly Sarcastic Productions

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjFFrYEZsAQ -  Watching "The Mummy" With An Actual Egyptologist - Rachel Maksy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6meNQW28vE -  I Got My Makeup Collection Professionally Organized - Safiya Nygaard

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMF6pIglmmk -  I Got My Closet Professionally Organized - Safiya Nygaard

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZWFHcSkmnw -  My Alligator Picks out a New Toy at the Pet Store! - Snake Discovery

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmCHFDBUcp8 -  identifying Snakes While Blindfolded! - Snake Discovery

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmlNNBJ9HGE -  Blindfolded Snake Challenge (Game)- Part 2! - Snake Discovery

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ohba71xf1fw -  Trying to clean BULL GATOR PIT!!! - Chandler’s Wild Life

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mS8Xu2ZJpL4&t=2s -  Spyro the Dragon | The Adventure Begins! - AntDude

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#4

MHA kinda shigadeku?

- Shigaraki is emotionally stunted (purposefully so my all for one) and so his first real crush was always going to be...odd.  Naturally it's the green haired kid from the USJ. He got close, he knocked off "father", he cares for all might... (he has pretty big green eyes)

- Shigaraki only meant to get one picture of the green kid...only he ended up spiraling and he may have... a few more (he doesn't know why, maybe he needs to increase his hate! that's it...)

- Kurogiri may actually be sick of the sports festival by now, all Tomura has done is watch and re-watch nearly every moment. (Sometimes zooming in until the image is almost uselessly grainy)

- there may be a small part of Tomura, a part with a different name, that sees the look of relaxed relief on the Todoroki boys face, whatever Izuku said, and wonders, maybe even hopes, could Izuku say something to him that would unknot his very being? (That part is hidden beneath layers of pain and severed hands)

- the fight with stain in the bar is ridiculous already but Tomura and stain going on about "Izuku is a true hero" "only all might is a true hero!"

- Izuku has no idea why Stain says "ah, you must be Shigaraki's Hero" in a thoughtful tone of voice.

- there is no multiple Nomu, just one that may, may be luring Izuku to stain and to rescuing Tenya because maybe, possibly Shigaraki doesn’t want Izuku to be sad if his friend dies. 

- the Nomu is weirdly gentle when it tries to scoop Izuku up, and he almost feels bad that stain kills it. Stain declaring on tv that he acknowledges all might and "this boy that Shigaraki Tomura showed me was a also true hero" is just weird. Since when did Shigaraki think about him?

- all for one is...concerned... Tomura's obsession with Izuku could be a problem

- the mall incident happens almost the same, though Shigaraki doesn't put his hand on Izuku's throat (he knows it would be useless already he's never drop that finger) just an arm around his shoulders.

- the talk also is slightly different... he does still ask why everyone talks about stain so much and not him, but he also asks "what did you say to the Todoroki boy and why" some of Todoroki's story comes out because of that and Izuku isn't quite as frightened as Tomura isn't as unstable seeming more, he seems lost... and Izuku is also thinking about what stain kept saying, so he's more trying to figure out Shigaraki rather than fearing for his life

- Shigaraki lets more information about all for one "sensei" fall from his lips this time, accidentally or maybe, maybe deep down on purpose.  and there is a brief discussion on why Izuku loves all might and Shigaraki hates him...

- Shigraki has ideas when he leaves, but more confusion and no clear plan because, endeavor is bad really and all might, Izuku says all might is good and all might is Izuku's sensei and... (also he needs to get green apple shampoo, Izuku's hair smelled like that and it was...nice)

- Izuku does not know what to think (also he actually ended up signing a screenshot from the sports festival for Shigaraki)

- Dabi doesn't know what to do when he finds out that their first "target" is going to be endeavor... or that the reason is that he's an abusive asshole, and he's a very good example Shigaraki says of what is actually wrong with hero society.

- Himiko really wants to meet All Might and Deku, they are important to Mr. Stainy and Shiggy...

- there is no attack on the summer training camp, instead all of endeavor's dirty laundry (courtesy of Dabi, a little bit of Izuku from what he said at the mall, and Natsuo (who is not over the fact that his big brother is alive)) incidentally he is now a member of the league of villains (they needed a slightly less insane medical professional) Natsuo insists on being a medical semi-professional but well, he’s what they have.  He does diagnose Himiko’s iron deficiency and help her even out her diet, so she isn’t quite as blood hungry. 

- Dabi's revelation to the world is different and has a lack of body count at this point.

- it's phase one of "change hero society" which might be not what all for one wanted at all Tomura is supposed to destabilize and destroy it... this is problematic.

- Tomura is uncertain, Sensei has always said whatever Tomura wanted was okay but now that Tomura has chosen a direction, sensei isn't he seems unhappy with Tomura's choice...

- Tomura knows hero society is corrupt, so does Izuku and yet, Izuku thinks it can be changed but he does agree something must be done about "heroes" and a world that lets endeavor whose problems extend far beyond family abuse, be the number 2 hero.

- the dorms had been a plan and with the uncertainty of letting Todoroki go back to his father’s house at all, and such, they are instigated,

- all might however, is still the number one hero.

- people's faith has been shaken in heroes in general but two of them are considered "good" All Might of course and Deku (the wild wild pussy cats had to really put Izuku through his paces as the need for him to get his license is paramount)

- Izuku ends up in a split work study between Nighteye and All Might, Nighteye is still angry, but All Might knows Izuku and when the boy comes back depressed too many times he storms the Nighteye agency, there is a lot of shouting and maybe some crying and ends with Nighteye offering a deep, deep apology to Izuku for taking out his anger at all might on the unsuspecting boy.

- Twice still tried to bring overhaul in, Big Sis Mag is still tragically lost and Compresses arm...

- Izuku receives a few "presents" in the form of information on the "eight bullets of the shie hassaikai" he shares this and well, it's pretty obvious the league is the source. (also a burner phone, and maybe he doesn't show anyone that, but he does start texting the single number in it) (well, until himiko finds out and adds her own shiggy doesn't get to hog Izuku!)

- All Might joins in the Shie Hissaikai raid, though the final take down is still Izuku's (all might receives a few to many blows from spikes to his torso but succeeds in protecting Mirai

- it's as he's running over to young Midoriya who has started screaming, the little girl on his back glowing, her face contorted in terror... the light hits him. (Maybe just maybe, Izuku didn't say anything, even though he saw all might run over, because All Might has been coughing more, he's been so, sad he's in so much pain)

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#3

Antonio Banderas - What I’ve seen him in

Armand - Interview with the Vampire

Alejandro Murrieta/Zorro  - The Mask of Zorro

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112 notes - Posted January 20, 2022

#2

this is just adorable

148 notes - Posted August 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Fanfics where Padme and Anakin are actually in love.

*i’m a but salty with how many fics just go with Padme seeming to tolerate Anakin? For some reason? Or she thinks he’s stupid? So I just figured I’d rec some fics where both of these reckless impulsive people are equally in love with each other.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10828878 - Tea for Two  for a politician and a peacekeeper, Padmé and Anakin are shockingly bad at deescalating

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7445473 -  In which Padmé and Anakin keep in touch after TPM, and this changes literally everything. More a bullet point fic that a real fic but I love it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8040034/chapters/18413722 -  Padmé and Anakin keep in touch after TPM. (incomplete but the three chapters there are are really good)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10129274/chapters/22524422 -  In which Luke Skywalker and Darth Vader travel back in time together to the Clone Wars era, have amazing adventures, and save the galaxy. (Anidala isn’t the main focus of this story, but’s it’s quite prevalent) 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/2815505 -  hile visiting with Padmé's family, Anakin tells Ryoo and Pooja the facts of life, and Padmé is less than pleased. (cultural differences)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17062364 -  Padme's children come unexpectedly into the world, and their father's nightmares predict nothing and everything.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13455561 -  the AU where the third Naberrie daughter is a Jedi, Padmé offers Naboo as a sanctuary for runaway slaves, Shmi is a conductor on the Tatooine freedom trail, and Anakin jump starts a reformation. Or maybe a heresy. It all depends on your point of view. - Incomplete but amazing

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35733577 -  Padme has a breakdown

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32267278 -  five times Padmé asked Anakin to kiss her

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5233040 -  I can't believe you talked me into this

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14258124/chapters/32883750 -  On opposite sides of the galaxy, on opposite sides of a civil war, Darth Vader and Padme Amidala unwittingly send Luke and Leia to the same camp during school break. Chaos naturally ensues.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/6252790/chapters/14326897 - The Sith Lord Darth Vader lived his life. He probably didn't live it well, but he lived it as well as he knew how. At the end there, he'd even managed to woman up and kill Sidious. But he was dying, and at peace with the past. The past wasn't at peace with him.

190 notes - Posted January 10, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #who knew antonio banderas would be so popular #anidala 4ever #XD

[sugarbabywenkexing]

Xue Yang's really here like "Why would Song Lan try to ruin my domestic bliss?"

#what an incredibly compelling fucked up dynamic #katherine watches the untamed

[sleepsart]

I got canon Nature Wives interactions but at what cost. The cost being Shrub's mental health and also only a few more empires eps from her confirmed by Shelby

What if her series ends with her just . Disappearing into the woods. Never to be seen again. She leaves how she came. The only difference now is that she was determined, had a goal, searching, when she came. She leaves completely shattered without hope, displaced, feeling like she's tied everything up, but did she really? What happens to his allies? The home he built that only ever had one citizen and a couple of wolves? What happens to Joey, who he considered a brother, who he was there for consistently, who he now leaves behind because he feels there's no place for himself in this place?

The Wolf Spirit is more active. The emperors try to convince them to give Shrub back. Shrub, come home. There's no home here for shrub, it'll tell them. Shrub went home, it'll tell them. Shrub is no more, it'll tell them. Shrub is as Xornoth, it'll tell them, returned to his god.

fWhip thinks about the portal. Katherine holds a crown. Scott holds a crystal. The mushrooms return to the soil. The wood rots. The Undergrowth returns to nature. Katherine reserves the land, does not build on it, just keeps it. She does not rename it, even if Overgrown is a more accurate title for it now, even if flowers Blossom, untamed and untended to. She lets nature be, and watches as it does.

There is no funeral. There was a plan for one, at first. It was mentioned in meeting rooms and peaceful lands. It was spoken of in a doorway by a dog. Joel does not believe in magic or spontaneous sentience, as hypocritical as it seems, but he will admit that the bite on his arm did come from Katherine's most docile puppy, and that something must have been listening.

The Wolf Spirit never said Shrub was dead. Only gone. Only returned. Only home, at home, in it, as it.

o(-(

#asks #sleeps writes #IT SPIRALLED. IT SPIRALLED OKAY. #shubble #smajor #fwhip #smallishbeans #katherine Elizabeth #empires smp #joey graceffa

[sometimes-i-write-good]

The Newsies (as described by quotes from my fanfics)

Jack: “Aye, Jackie, you should’a majored in actin’ ‘stead of art with all these overreactions”

Crutchie: “You’s don’t have ta. I’s got a fifth sense, in my leg.”

Davey:  The worry in his tone had Davey come crashing out of the backroom, sliding across the tile flooring, and crashing into three customers.

Race: “Are you implying that him teaching poker to a nine-year-old was not impressive or when he single-handedly orchestrated a city wide shut down for 34 hours or that time he got Beyoncé – Beyoncé, Davey – to retweet him and then-”

Albert:  Well, that was his job description, his current job was horribly screeching “Tainted Love” at the top of his lungs.

Spot: Seeing tough men cry had always been off-putting. Spot crying had been terrifying no matter how justified. 

Spot, but soft: That kid never would have given him so much as a second thought, and yet, here he was making Crutchie pancakes and singing his heart out to “I Want It That Way” by The Backstreet Boys and occasionally belting “Dancing Queen” by Abba.

Specs: His thoughts were interrupted by Fergie’s trash version of the National Anthem, Specs ringtone.

Romeo: Apparently stealing other peoples plates and dishes was their genius solution to saving money… or pissing off Albert.

Finch: “What kind of idiot puts a harness on a boird? Why take a boird on a walk?”

Elmer:  For a while he had been a band kid, then a mathlete, a jock, a prep, and a skater. Nothing seemed to fit just right, even if he had enjoyed his brief time enjoying different aspects of life.

Katherine: Hell, she was a wildfire. Beautiful, untamable, and burning him every time Jack got close.

Mush: Race watched Mush’s fingers run along the inside of Blink’s wrist. If only times could change.

Blink: Mush and Blink cuddled together, placing kissing along one another’s necks, mumbling sweet nothings until sleep finally over took them.

Jojo: “He couldn’t remember the last time one of his dates had bought him flowers. JoJo had done it at first but that was years ago, and it stopped after the first few dates.”

Henry: “He’s always goin’ on ‘bout how lonely it is with just ‘im and Pickles.”

#newsies #AO3 fanfic #Jack Kelly #david jacobs #racetrack higgins #albert dasilva #spot conlon #soft spot conlons #specs newsies #romeo newsies #finch newsies #elmer newsies #katherine plumber #mush meyers #kid blink #jojo newsies #henry newsies #incorrect newsies quotes

[somedayonbroadway]

Hello! So a while back, you wrote an idea about Spot being kidnapped. I really liked it, and I was wondering if you could write the scene in which Race is brought in? Thank you!

The idea this Anon is talking about can be found here!

TW: Kidnapping

It was dark. It was always dark in that godforsaken room. It was some kind of abandoned building. The basement of one. Spot had always known this was a possibility. His job was to protect. He had to keep witnesses safe. All he’d been doing was his job. He was protecting these people.

But whoever this person was really wanted to find Katherine Plumber.

Okay, maybe this was more than just a job. Maybe this was slightly personal. Maybe Katherine Plumber was actually Katherine Pulitzer. The same Katherine Pulitzer who had somehow gotten the great, untamable Jack Kelly to settle down.

Katherine Pulitzer was no stranger to Spot Conlon. In fact, she was a friend; a sister. Spot had an unconventional family. But he protected them with every ounce of strength he possessed.

It was only hard to breathe. He could push through that. The darkness had never bothered him much before. It just made it easier to think and rest before the torture started again. Spot was never really much of a religious man. With the life he’d had all growing up it was difficult to believe it and if he had, all he would have been able to hold in his heart for this person who lived up in the clouds was resentment and hate. If there was a God, They’d certainly never been around to help him out.

Now, though, maybe it was just to pass the time, maybe it was because he genuinely wanted help, he prayed. He closed his eyes and prayed for Katherine to stay in hiding, to stay safe.

He got no reply.

Only the door creaking open and a voice. “Good morning, Mr. Conlon.” As it had been the past two mornings, Spot did not respond. He only glared, sitting with his back up against the wall, his hands cuffed in front of him and his ankles shackled to the floor. He could only walk about two feet before he was stopped. So he didn’t try anymore. He just waited. “I’ve realized that we’ve truly been getting nowhere, so we’re gonna try something a little different today.”

Before Spot could even begin to let his mind wander, two more people were coming through the door. But only one was walking willingly.

One man had a mask over his face, just as the leader did. But the other… the other was struggling and screaming like mad beneath a brown hood that was over his head to keep him blind. His hands were bound behind him and his left leg was bleeding from what looked to be a knife wound. It didn’t look life threatening. But it looked like it hurt as the person was being dragged rather than being forced to walk.

It only took a moment, one single moment for Spot to recognize the scar on the person’s bare chest. The scowl he wore slowly fell and his eyes widened as he tried to move forward, the screaming and muffled wails making his head hurt. “I gotta say… I never pegged you as queer, but… he’s adorable, isn’t he?”

The hood was ripped off of the new hostage and Spot couldn’t move. He pushed himself forward, crawling towards those blue eyes that were red rimmed and completely terrified. He let out a shaken breath. “Tyler James?”

There was a gag in the boy’s mouth. It was a cloth, forcing the blond’s lips open and knitting tightly at the back of his head. “Tyler James…” his captor hummed, petting a hand over Tyler’s soft blond curls. Spot watched him try to shy away. He couldn’t. He was trapped. “A beautiful name for a beautiful boy—“

“Leave him outta this!” Spot demanded, glaring up at the cruel man. “He doesn’t know anything!”

“His brother is engaged to Katherine Pulitzer, is he not?” the man countered. “He might be useful for snuffing them out…”

Race’s eyes snapped up at that. Spot could see the pure desperation in his eyes. The one that said “Please… please don’t hurt my brother…” because Jack and Race were closer than most brothers could be. With everything they’d gone through, they had every right to be.

Spot had never begged for anything. It wasn’t in his nature. He was the kind who took what he wanted because he’d learned long ago that that was the only way to get anything in this world. Contrary to popular belief, Spot wasn’t heartless, but he never showed people his weaknesses.

This, however, was unlike anything Spot had ever faced before. He could take the torture. He could take the beatings and the electrocution and the starvation and the exhaustion.

Race couldn’t.

So Spot did the only thing he could think to do.

He started begging.

“Please… please, he’s innocent. Let him go… just let him go…”

“Oh… now we’re getting somewhere…” Spot looked up at his captor sitting up on his knees. The man who Spot assumed was much older than him grabbed Race by the hair. The blond let out a pained squeak as he stood quick, balancing on one leg. “Yes, blondie… you’ll do nicely…”

Before Spot could say anything else, a blindfold was pulled tightly over his boyfriend’s eyes, making him scream even further. Spot watched in horror as they dragged him into the other corner of the room, breathing hard and desperate to get away. There was a small cage connected to the wall. It was big enough that Race could walk around a bit, but he didn’t. The moment he was shoved in, their captor pushed him to the floor. The poor boy was on his back, his hands still bound beneath him as the man loomed over him. Spot’s heart dropped. “Don’t touch him…” he growled, masking his fear with anger. Race whimpered at the words, though he didn’t move. “Don’t you dare touch him!”

“Oh don’t you worry, Mr. Conlon,” the evil man laughed, squatting down and resting a hand on Race’s leg, only tightening his grip when the blond instinctively tried to jerk away. “I’ve got special plans for your boy toy, here…”

Spot watched his baby clench his teeth around the gag and frantically move his head around, trying to get the blindfold off of his face. “Leave him alone!”

Reaching up to stroke Race’s hair, almost as though he was trying to calm him, the man chuckled. Race let out a muffled sound, turning away. Spot tried to get up, but the chains weren’t long enough for him. His boy was just out of his reach. “Don’t worry… we’ll take good care of you, Tyler James.” That promise was the last thing he said before the door to the cage was shut and locked and their captor offered Spot a cruel wink before he and his goon left the room, leaving Race sobbing, terrified in the corner of his cage.

“Tyler…” Spot called the second they were alone. “Baby… can ya hear me?” Race was still crying. But he nodded. “That’s good, pretty boy! That’s good… you’re gonna be alright, I’m right here…” His boy let out a muffled moan, sounding all too much like the nickname the blond had given him years ago. Spottie. “I know, babydoll, I know. Just stay calm, I’m gonna get us out of here… I love you so much…” Again, Tyler groaned, knowing that trying to speak would make no difference. Spot’s heart broke. “Just try and relax. I know your leg hurts, but resting will make it better, okay?”

Spot was never the talker in their relationship. That had always fallen to Race who, despite growing up in foster care and being unable to trust everyone but his big brother, loved to talk to people and was one of the biggest extroverts he knew. Spot had always been good at being the calm presence, something to keep the younger man grounded. But unlike Race, Spot wasn’t one with words. Race always knew what to say. Now, all Spot could think to say was, “I love you, Tyler James… so much…”

Race couldn’t respond. He didn’t move, trembling simply laying on his back. Spot couldn’t take his eyes off of his boy.

All he could do was pathetically watch from outside that cage.

This was more than just another witness under protection. This was personal. He knew what was coming. He’d be forced to make a choice. Katherine Pulitzer or the love of his life.

It was dark and Spot couldn’t think. All he could do was watch the figure of Race slowly struggle to get free of the ropes that held his wrists together. There was nothing he could do. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Spot knew the odds of them both making it out of this. But he chose to ignore them.

He would get them out of this. He had to.

#newsies #newsies live #newsies musical #newsies au #modern au #modern era #spot conlon #racetrack higgins #sprace #jack kelly #katherine plumber #katherine pulitzer #angst #whump #kidnapping #torture #anonymous #anon #anon request #chains #caged whumpee

[fluffi]

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last song: M.I.A. by stray kids

last movie: 蜜蜂少女队 2 (Ladybees 2) okay just a note I know this movie is really shitty but im just watching because 2 of the people who acted here were on ywy2 and i wanted to see what they were doing before they joined the produce show

last show completed: 漂亮书生 (A Class of Her Own)

currently reading: Lyddie by Katherine Paterson (not a huge fan but I’m trying to push through it so that I can at least say that I finished the book)

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[rose-demica]

Glimpse into the past.

Fandom: Vampire Diaries

Pairings: Damon Salvatore X OC (Eriana Mikealson), Stefan X Katherine Pierce

This is a fun little thing I wrote about Damon returning home during the civil war. 

Three years, he had been gone for three years, and that was all he could think about as he stared out one of the small oval windows in the train. His unseeing eyes watching nothing but trees and grass fly by, trying to ignore the way his mind twisted it to run red with blood, lifeless bodies and the smell of gunpowder filling the air.

No, instead he forced himself to think of home, how his brother would both look and act. They had spoken throughout the war, letters penned when there was little to do but wait for orders, but it was not the same as being there. Letters could not hope to bring his brother’s smile to the forefront of his mind, replace the horrors that lay there with the joy his brother never failed to bring. Letters failed to remind him what life back home was like when all he had was faded memories of a time when only his brother looked up to him and blood did not stain his hands.

Damon had promised the crying young boy that he would always be there, reassuring him as he watched servants prepare his mother’s body for burial, shielding his young brother from the same horror he couldn’t bear to lift his eyes from. The war had forced him to break his promise, leave his brother at his father’s mercy as he did the dutiful thing by his town and family, leaving to go and fight against the north, to protect his home.

At first, he had argued that he was doing it to protect his brother, he cared little for the man he was forced to call father, and was certainly not fighting to protect him. Someone from the family name had to go, it was only fair that it was he who sacrificed everything. Stefan was far too young and his father far too proud, but more than that, it was a chance to gain his father’s approval.

But more than his little brother, he was wondering if she was still there, the woman he had started courting before the war broke out. She had promised to wait for him, years filled with letters of longing, sweet words that couldn’t wash away the pain of being apart, but seemed to help soothe the wound.

She had promised to write to him every day, and it had been a promise she had kept, her letters brief as she failed to find words to say as the days became years, but they were there all the same. A huge pile of paper that he was relentlessly teased about as the mail was delivered. In turn, he kept his replies light, refusing to talk about the horrors of war in favour of asking about home and her. She didn’t need to imagine what hell looked like, not if he could protect her from it.

Yet he knew that three years was a long time, already she was past marrying age, and despite not having a male to care for her she knew that as well, waiting for him to return would be foolishness. She was a beautiful young noblewoman, with long auburn hair, that rolled down her back in an untameable mix of waves and loose curls. Eyes of emerald green that always seemed to sparkle like the gemstones that adorned her person. A smile on her full red lips that always seemed to twist up into her eyes whenever they settled on him.

She carried herself with the grace of a noble lady, every eye in the room turning to her no matter what event she stepped into, a smile on her lips as she charmed everyone who dared to cross her path. Tales of her family falling from her lips when prompted, and the reasons why she had moved here alone.

He had considered himself lucky when she decided he was worthy of being spoken to. His reputation as a charmer should have scared her off, lest he ruin both her heritage and marriageability with the rumours that had wrapped themselves tightly around him. Yet she had not run, instead seeking him out at every opportunity until he began courting her officially.

She was everything he had longed for since childhood, both loving and accepting him no matter what he told her, neither did she believe the lies that fell from his father’s lips as he tried to poison the relationship they were cultivating. He sought comfort in her arms after his father’s beatings. She offered him her home and her heart without question, her servants treating him their master as much as she was their mistress. Never greeting him with a question nor refusal when he showed up on her doorsteps, regardless of whether it was appropriate or not. Even going so far as to treat his little brother like one of her own, looking out for him when he was unable to.

Damon didn’t truly expect her to be waiting for him, no matter how his heart argued. It had been too long, their relationship too inappropriate to continue once he returned, battered and bruised from the horrors of war. It was too much to ask of her this time.

“Second Lieutenant Sir!” He was shaken from his daze by one of the train’s staff, already standing at salute as he spoke. “This is your stop sir, welcome home.”

“Thank you.” He stood, straightening his uniform and collecting his bag, joining the small line that formed to wish their friends goodbye before stepping off the train and beginning the long trek to the surrounding towns that they all called home. He spared only a nod to those that he served with, knowing that they would be back together soon enough. The war would only spare them for a few weeks before their leave would be over.

He didn’t know why he glanced around the station, searching for a familiar face. No one knew he was coming home, it had been a last minute opportunity that he’d jumped at when one of the other men found themselves unable to return to their own home. Still, he spared a moment to look before shouldering his bag and making his way towards the local tavern. He was certain someone there would be heading towards or past his home town that would be more than happy to give a soldier a lift.

“Excuse me, Mr Salvatore. My name is Christopher Blake, my mistress Eriana Mikaelson sent me to fetch you.” His path was blocked by a young man, stopping him with his cap in his hand as he spoke. His heart leapt at the name that fell from his lips, Miss Mikaelson, his beloved.

“I am sorry, you must have me mistaken for someone else, no one knew I was returning.” He turned slightly, glancing around before returning his attention to the man before him. He did not recognise him, which seemed odd considering that before he had left he knew all of Eriana’s servants by name.

“No sir, the Mistress sent me to wait here until you returned. I have been waiting for nearly three years now. She wished to be certain you would have a way home upon your return as she feared your father would not be so kind. It has been my honour to wait this long for you, and it would have been my honour to wait longer if that is what was required of me. Please, may I take your bag? I am, however, more than happy to wait if there are some business matters you wish to-,”

“No need, I am more than ready to return home.” He interrupted, handing over his bag to the young man and motioning for him to lead the way.

“Of course sir, please, this way.” Christopher bowed his head as he led him towards one of the fanciest looking carriages on the street, stowing the bag on the roof as he opened the door. Damon Salvatore knew this carriage well, it was Eriana’s favourite of all those that littered her estate, and as such, one that he had been in often.

“When was the last time you heard from Miss Mikaelson?” Damon questioned, watching Christopher stow his bag before he opened the door and pulled out a step.

“About three years ago Sir, when she gave me the orders to wait here for you to return from war. I haven’t heard from her since, although she has frequented the townhouse since your departure.” Christopher stood to the side, hands behind his back as he waited for Damon to enter the carriage.

“Was she with anyone?” Damon couldn’t stop himself from asking, hands wringing at each other. He knew she should have moved on, but it did not stop the hope that had blossomed in his heart when he saw someone waiting for him at the train station with her name on his lips.

“I am afraid I do not know Sir, I was not permitted to interact with the mistress, nor was I given the opportunity, I was at the station for the first train and did not leave until the last, with tending to the horses I had no time to catch up on the mistresses happenings.”

“Of course.” Damon ducked his head to enter the carriage, ignoring Christopher as he shut the door behind him and started the horse moving.

The gentle rocking of the horse and carriage was enough to lull him to sleep, but even that could not stop the nightmares that tormented him and the overwhelming fear that Eriana would not be waiting for him once he returned.

Damon woke with a scream upon his lips, pulled from yet another nightmare about the hell he had only just escaped. Eyes drifting down to his hands as though he would still be able to see the blood that stained them mixed in with gunpowder as he reloaded the musket to take another life, bodies piling at his feet and squishing beneath his boots as they continued the eternal march forward.

“Sir!” The car pulled over to the side, Christopher opening the door to check up on him. “Sir are you alright?”

“I am fine, are we nearly there?” Damon lied, straightening himself up and forcing his breaths to calm. It would do no good if everyone found out that the war front had followed him home. They would need to believe that the south was winning and that everything was going well, it was what they had all agreed to before boarding the train.

“On the edge of town sir. We shall arrive at the Salvatore manor shortly, I apologise for disturbing you.”

“The Salvatore Manor? No, I must see Eriana immediately.” Damon glanced out the window, none of the forest that lined the roads seemed even remotely familiar, a fact that reminded him just how long he had been away for.

“Would sir not like to return home first? I can make the proper arrangements to meet the Mistress in the morning.” Christopher tried not to frown, but his disagreement was obvious. To take a man to meet his Mistress without proper approval could cause an uproar and harm his Mistresses good name, but regardless, Damon had to see her, tonight.

“No, I must see her at once.” He would walk there himself if he had to, following a path he had walked several times before if that was what was required of him.

“Very well Sir.” Christopher must have seen the sheer determination in his eyes as he caved, closing the door and starting the carriage moving once more, slightly changing the course to go to the Mikaelson manor.

Damon could not help the way his nerves rose as he started to recognise parts of the town around him, familiar sights passing by as he pulled the curtain aside. Dusk was falling, which meant very few townspeople were out and about, much preferring to be at their manors, served dinners which Damon could only have dreamed of since leaving for the army.

His subconscious remembered the way to Eriana’s, reminding him of every turn before the carriage made it, and still his nerves grew. What if he got there and she was sitting down to dinner with her husband? Did she have children of her own? And if she did what would they look like. She’d never mentioned one in her letters, but it made no sense if she did not.

Thoughts swirled in his head as the pathway to the Mikaelson manor appeared, the horse seeming to hurry its footsteps as it recognised the home it hadn’t seen for years, eager to be with his friends once more.

“Christopher! What brings you back? You know the Mistresses orders.” A harsh whisper sounded outside of the carriage as a few more men came forward.

“Indeed I do, which is why I obeyed when Master Salvatore insisted on coming here first. He is anxious to see her once more.” Christopher answered, opening the door and setting down a footstool so Damon could step out. Eyes scanning over everything, making as much note of the changes as he did what remained the same.

His eyes settled on the carriage only just before his, emblazoned with golden designs, two horses waiting patiently in the front. It was her fancy carriage, one she only used when attending important events, or if she wanted to make an entrance.

“Get this carriage out of here at once. We have important visitors arriving within the hour.” Another harsh whisper as the carriage door was shut behind him, and his bag placed beside his feet. He nodded to Christopher as the man paused, wondering if Damon had changed his mind with the cool greeting he had received.

“Master Salvatore, a pleasure to see you once more.” Josephine curtsied as she turned her attention to him, taking a step closer and looking up at him properly. “Mistress will be most happy to see you, please, come inside. Are you weary from your travels? I can have a spare room allocated for you to rest.” Damon frowned, recognising that she was trying to get him out of the way, an unpleasant habit of Eriana’s favourite handmaiden.

“All I want is to see Miss Mikaelson immediately.” Josephine frowned, but nodded, calling for someone else to grab his bag for him.

“Of course Sir, she is at dinner. Allow me.” Damon stepped forward, walking towards the huge archway that had always felt like home before he had left.  “I shall inform her of your arrival.” Josephine left him standing in the huge foyer to walk down the corridor towards where he knew the dining room was. He stood there awkwardly, hiding the shake in his hands as he smoothed down his clothes and prayed he looked presentable. He should have taken the time to clean up before just showing up on her door.

“Guiseppe, I told you Stefan and Katherine are staying with me until you learn to control your temper-” Her voice preceded her down the corridor, the quiet click of her heels and the rustle of her skirts. It all stopped when she saw which Mr Salvatore was waiting for her in the parlour, a hand rising to her lips as tears pooled in her eyes.

“Miss Mikaelson, forgive the intrusion.” The words fell from his lips with a smile, echoing the same ones that he had said every time he had escaped to her house. She cleared the space between them in no time, hands shaking as they reached for his face, tears openly falling from her face as her hands traced every inch of his.

He, in turn, wrapped his hands tightly around her waist, head slipping from her hands to rest on her shoulder. Tears falling from his own eyes as she embraced him back, she was just as beautiful as he remembered, looking like she had not aged a day since she had waved him goodbye three years ago. One of his hands came up to tangle in her auburn curls, holding her as close as he could.

“Damon?” He heard his brother’s voice in the background and lifted his head to look at his brown haired younger brother. His smile growing bigger as he saw how much his younger brother had grown. Stefan had only been 13 when he had left, a young boy not yet marred by puberty, but now he had grown into his body, sun-kissed by the sun and muscles from working hard on father's property.

“Brother!” Eriana stepped to one side so Stefan could wrap his arms around Damon and welcome him home. Damon grimaced at the strength his younger brother used, but hugged him back with the same amount of force, only pulling back when he did. “When did you get back?”

“I came straight here from the train,” Damon answered, eyes raising to the young woman eyeing him from the parlour entrance. He did not know the beautiful young olive toned woman that wore noble dresses much like Eriana, nor did he return the way her brown eyes raked over his figure before hiding beneath her long brown curls.

“Josie ensure Damon’s stuff is taken to my room, set another place at the table and have a bath drawn for him once dinner is over. Unless you would prefer a room of your own, my love?” Eriana paused from giving orders, glancing over to Damon with the question she directed his way.

“I never wish to part from your side again.” He answered, fingers tangling with hers as he lifted her hand to his lips. She smiled back at him, eyes drifting to her guests as if deciding something before she stepped closer and kissed him properly. He responded, cupping her jaw as her hands wrapped around his waist. He knew it was improper of him, and so did she, but neither cared. It had been too long since they had seen each other last.

“We should leave them be Katherine. It has been three years since my brother left for war, we all have much to catch up on.” Damon heard Stefan lead the young woman away, the door closing softly behind them as Eriana pulled away from the kiss. Foreheads resting against each other as their eyes locked, neither willing to break the moment of peace they had claimed for themselves, Damon’s fears melting away beneath her steady gaze and the string of small kisses she stole from his willing lips.

“Nor I yours.” The whisper fell from her lips as her hands tightened in his shirt. “But you, my love, are starved, I can feel your bones, have the army neglected to feed its hard working soldiers?” Her hands flattened against his chest before she pulled away and walked towards the door, turning only to look over her shoulder at him. “And I have no doubt that Stefan is eager to spend time with you.”

Damon spared a glance down at his uniform, slightly stained with the blood of those he had killed, and those he had tried to save. Blood mixing with the grass and gun powder stains from his time on the front line and away from proper washing facilities. Crinkled from his time lounging on the train and sleeping in the carriage. He was in no state to sit at a ladies table and eat with such proper company.

“My love, we don’t care. We are just happy you are home, and alive, and back with us once more. Come, eat, drink, leave the worrying for the morning.” Eriana spoke as if she knew his thoughts, soothing them as she lifted a hand in his direction. “Come.” He closed the gap between them, his hand slipping into hers only so he could pull her into his chest, holding her close once more. Finally, he felt like he was home.

#vampire diaries fanfic #damon salvatore #Stefan Salvatore #damon x oc #Eriana Mikealson #The Original Sister fanfiction #my writing

[heirceleste-a]

greek god aesthetic (atlas)

Aphrodite

laughter-loving. sweet smiles. dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair. sees the world as a runway. unapologetically sexual. the sea washing their ankles. in love with love. stirrer of passion. cunning concealed by painted lips. secret daggers. doves. revolution in their kiss. delighting in the waves. flirtatious winks. strolling along the beach. staring wistfully from a balcony. this is how to be a heartbreaker. wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger.

Apollo

glitz and glamour. art galleries. turning the volume up. being made of gold. neatly organized music sheets. notebooks filled with poetry. bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create. collecting vinyl records. beautiful cover of wonderwall. playing multiple instruments. tasting like sunshine. healing touch. speaking in prophecies. smile mingled with wrath. shunning lies. sporting shades. hanging out at music festivals with their friends. sleeps naked. arrow to the heart. paintbrushes. probably has a tinder account.

Ares

armed for battle. wants to raise a dog with their significant other. soft spot for children. gives piggyback rides. scarred body. blood on their hands and face. willing to fight the world for the ones they love. fights against injustice. warm hugs. well worn combat boots. boxing gloves. bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles. fist raised in protest. ignites revolutions. fear is a prison. more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think. exhausted. damaged goods. force to be reckoned with. red roses. curses under their breath.

Athena

discerning gaze. unreadable face. quiet museums. owl perched on their finger. armor that intimidates. eye for architecture. plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses. studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid. big fan of logic. loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colours. hair done up. can kill you with their brain. heads to the library often to research. sharpened pencils. abs that can cut steel. stoic statues. pottery classes.

Demeter

soil-covered hands. smile that can bloom flowers. skin loved by the sun. being the mom friend. can lift you and your friends. flowers kept in the pockets of overalls. takes pride in their beautiful garden. speaks to their plants. leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat. picking fruit. greenhouses. heart as strong as a mountain. values simplicity. daisies dotted across a collarbone. curls crowned with flowers. folded pile of sweaters in warm hues. pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

Artemis

keen sense of a hunter. freckles like constellations on their skin. piercing eyes. disheveled braid. moonlight peeking through the shadows. the calm of the forest at night. lying on the grass and staring at the stars. mother doe and her fawn. protecting their kin. the moon shimmering on a still lake. quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree. running with wolves. bonding while circled around a campfire. not being much of a people person. arrow hitting a target. popping egos. patience on 3%. touches heaven and returns howling.

Hephaestus

the calloused hands of someone who knows labor. sweaty brow. flame burning in their eyes. inventive mind. broad shoulders. steampunk goggles. nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes. ashes. striking a match. blueprints for future projects. fixing up a busted-up car and giving it cool upgrades. wrestles with bitterness. work boots have seen better years. wrinkled plaid shirts. iron melted in blazing fire. huge jackets. crafting masterpieces. greased stained overalls. fascination with robotics. pain is fuel. stack of weaponry. even their muscles have muscles.

Hera

resting bitch face. dressed to the nines. cows grazing on a pasture. cool rain. loving and hating fiercely. hand clutching a string of pearls. large chandelier with glittering crystals. plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims. romance to realism. pictures of the sky while flying on a plane. files that under fuck it. downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix. like their selfie or you’re grounded. knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man. dark eyes that penetrate your soul. marble and gold.

Dionysus

drunk shitposter. on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second. seductive smirks. untamed curls. rich fabrics on dark skin. sleek furred panthers. theatre masks. stage productions. receiving a standing ovation. rose caught between their teeth. being the baby of the bunch. wild parties that last from sundown to sunup. creeping vines. inspiring loyalty. grand opera houses. masquerade balls. rolls of film. shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor. pouring champagne into flutes. lives for the applause.

Hermes

devil-may-care smile. always up-to-date on the latest technology. will steal your french fries. does it for the vine. shitposter. puts googly eyes on everything. meme hoarder. long drives on the highway. ma and pop diners. spontaneous road trips. folded maps. fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop. shooting hoops on the basketball court. chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations. goes jogging in the morning. mixes redbull with coffee. menace on april fool’s. hoodies and sneakers.

Hades

walking home alone in the early morning. back alleys. drinking alone in a graveyard. crippling loneliness hidden by sarcasm and cynicism. crows picking a carcass. untended dead flowers. the black sheep of the family. black coffee. money can’t buy you happiness. murder mystery dinner parties. blood on your shirt collar. dust illuminated by sunlight. classical music. dogs are better than people. a quiet wrath. shady business deals. taking what you are owed. paint it black. seasonal affective disorder. popping the suit collar. grey rain on a cityscape.

Poseidon

storm with skin. colorful coral reefs. waves crashing against the shore. stroking the soft fur of a cat. their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop. tousled locks. clothes smeared with paint. owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more. leather jackets. fondness for diy projects. handwriting that flows across the page. nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin. velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams. mood as ever-changing as the sea. the roar of a motorcycle. compass with a spinning arrow.

Zeus

thunder in their heart. running on coffee. flash of lightning. unnatural charisma. eloquence. badass in a nice suit. aficionado of history. force of nature. lenny face. nightmare-filled nights. proud arm around their lover’s waist. high - rise buildings. planes soaring through a cloudless sky. technician on the piano. maintains order. strong handshake. juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease. expensive watch.

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Tagging: @pepperpxtts @etresroyaux for katherine and margaret @escapedartgeek @musescomefrompain for fen and beasty @chisupa for cheryl and stiles and allison

#atlas aesthetic

[khaotungsfirst]

Haha yeah, when I read the norse mythology book all I could imagine of as Loki and Thor was Hiddleston and Hemsworth 🤣 As for DW audiobooks, the official company and website that works on them is called bigfinish, if it helps! They do physical orders and digital downloads. DW is their main focus, but they do audibooks for a lot of other shows too. A good portion of them are older UK shows, but I've seen them do things for Pathfinder and Star Trek before now too - CC 🦊

Ooh, those books sound really interesting! I totally forgot Call Down the Hawk released this year, and I'm really liking the sound of The Loneliest Girl in the Universe! 🥰My reading year wasn't as productive as I hoped it would be either, but a few I enjoyed out of what I read was Misery by Stephen King, Thrawn Ascendancy by Timothy Zhan and Winter of the Witch by Katherine Arden. I was in a big reading slump for the first half of the year so missed out on a lot of reading time, ha 😅 - CC 🦊

Yesss buddy watch along for TGCF after cultivator reveal is a-go! I'm excited! ❤️New Legends of Monkey is so good! It's really funny at times too, and the characters are really loveable 😊I dunno how NZ show based on a Japanese show based on a beloved Chinese story works so well, but it does! I wish more people watched it because it's just such a fun little show that's enjoyable to watch - CC 🦊

Haha, no the gushing is good! Yibo is a good person to gush about too. I still haven't really recovered from his Versace on the Floor performance and it's been ... how long now? 😂 I also love the video of him trying to cook the chicken and just struggling. We've all been there! I actually think he's probably my favourite out of the whole cast too, really. I can really appreciate someone whose not afraid to be themselves even in a tough industry like the one he's in - CC 🦊

And for today's question! What character in MDZS do you feel you'd get along with the best / be the best of friends with? And which one do you think you'd struggle to get along with? - CC 🦊

Thanks for the tip! I’ll def be checking it out! It’s actually fascinating how many more dw adventures are out there, I feel like if you only watch the show (as I did) you barely scratch the surface because the potential for more stories is so great. 

Oh I know the feeling. I think I’ve been in a reading slump since like June 😩 and now with the untamed i have literally zero motivation to get back into it even though there are so many books waiting to be read on my tbr help!!

But yes!!! tgcf buddy watch/read!! (where do i actually watch it? 😅) i’m excited!!! and what is new legends of monkey actually about? i feel like i would like it but i need a bit more info 😄

oh god the versace on the floor performance.... U G H !!!! that song made into my spotify top 100 because of him 😅 and yes the chicken cooking video askdhfkdgd okay maybe there’s ONE thing he isn’t good at and that’s cooking 😂😂

to answer your question: i hate to say this but i’m pretty sure that i unfortunately would not be besties with neither lwj nor wwx. i feel like lwj’s demeanor is way too cold and would come off as rude or arrogant the first time i would meet him. like i’d try to make small talk and he’d be like “mh” or tell me off for not following the rules and i’d be like nope i’m outta here 😂 like i’m very self conscious and often think other ppl don’t like me so lwj would definitely give me that feeling. and wwx would drag me into so much trouble and my anxiety can’t stand that. i don’t like to do stuff that i was told not to do because i get nervous and wwx would definitely be the type of friend to talk me into it so no thanks 😂 i think i’d get along super well with jyl or lsz. like they’re both nice and chill and i feel like they’d be amazing friends to just hang out with and talk to. i’d probably also have a good time with nhs (cloud recesses nhs at least) cause i feel like he’s always in a good mood and it’d just be a really fun time to be around him. 

someone i probably would not get along with as well is jc cause... dude is too emotional for me. like i’m not very good at being emotionally supportive..? that sounds so bad lmao but i mostly just don’t know what to say when someone is crying or mad so yeah.. i couldn’t do shit for him as a friend and i’d feel bad about it so it’s probably best to just avoid becoming friends in the first place (even though he desperately needs more friends!!!) 

what about you? who would be your bestie?

#mdzsnetcc #lmao i'm so sorry i keep switching between proper spelling and tumblr lowercase spelling #anon

[jondalars]

 movies, tv shows, and books of 2020

((* is a rewatch/reread; currently watching; can’t get through))

Watership Down by Richard Adams

Archaeology by Walter Shepherd

The Discovery of the Tomb of Tutankhamen by Howard Carter, A.C. Mace

Hot Rod (2007)

Dare Me (s1)

Secret Societies: A History by Arkon Daraul

Ad Vitam (s1)

The Bear and the Nightingale by Katherine Arden *

Лучше, чем люди (s1)

Don’t Look Now (1973)

Cheer (s1)

The Good Place (s4)

Despite the Falling Snow (2016)

The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999)

Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019)

Under the Skin (2014)

The Invitation (2016)

Hustlers (2019)

The Magicians (s5)

The Girl in the Tower by Katherine Arden

Mandy (2018)

Anne with an E (s3)

About Time (2013)

Spring Breakers (2012) *

God’s Own Country (2017)

Frances Ha (2012) *

The Beauty of the Husband by Anne Carson *

Blue Is the Warmest Colour (2013)

Y Tu Mamá También (2001)

The Argonauts by Maggie Nelson

American Honey (2016)

6 Balloons (2018)

It Comes at Night (2017)

The Peanut Butter Falcon (2019) & *

Berlin Syndrome (2017)

I, Claudius by Robert Graves *

Earthquake Bird (2019)

City of God (2002)

Click (2006)

The Society (s1*)

Roma (2018)

Bojack Horseman (s6)

Taylor Swift: Miss Americana (2020)

Ready or Not (2019)

From Dusk Till Dawn (s1*, s2, s3)

The Sparrow by Mary Doria Russell

On the Beach by Nevil Shute

The Little Hours (2017)

Teeth (2008)

Altered Carbon (s1)

Horse Girl (2020)

The Lighthouse (2019)

Parasite (2019) *

Ragnarok (s1)

McMillions (s1)

To All the Boys: P.S. I Still Love You (2020)

Honey Boy (2019)

Claudius the God and His Wife Messalina by Robert Graves

The Farewell (2019)

Why Did I Ever by Mary Robison *

Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones *

Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev

Good Time (2017) *

The Pianist (2002)

American Vandal (s1*, s2*)

The Engineer of Human Souls by Josef Škvorecký

Anna Karenina (2012) *

Shameless (s1*, s2*, s3*, s4*, s5*, s6*, s7*, s8, s9, s10)

The Inheritors by William Golding

Animal Farm by George Orwell *

The Trials of Gabriel Fernandez (s1)

Raising Arizona (1987) *

Freaks (2018)

The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Lost Girls (2020)

Rat Race (2001) *

The Skeleton Twins (2014)

Pamela by Samuel Richardson

Memoirs of Hadrian by Marguerite Yourcenar

Driving Miss Daisy (1989)

Uncut Gems (2019)

Emma. (2020)

Emma (1996) *

Roswell, New Mexico (s2)

Written on the Body by Jeanette Winterson

The Platform (2019)

Twin Peaks (s1)

Mansfield Park (1999) *

A Ghost Story (2017)

The Duchess (2008) *

20th Century Women (2016) *

A Single Man (2009) *

Tiger King: Murder, Mayhem and Madness (s1)

White Oleander by Janet Fitch *

Clue (1985) *

Summer Night (2019)

Groundhog Day (1993)

Outbreak (1995)

Myths Every Child Should Know by Hamilton Wright Mabie

The Leftovers (s1*, s2, s3)

The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012) *

Zombieland: Double Tab (2019)

Hans Andersen’s Fairy Tales trans. H. Oskar Sommer

Lives of Celebrated Female Sovereigns and Illustrious Women by Mrs. Anna Jameson

Twilight (2008) *

The Social Network (2010) *

Law & Order: SVU (s2, s3, s4, s20)

Little Women (2019)

New Moon (2009) *

Lucy's Child: The Discovery of a Human Ancestor by Donald C. Johanson & James Shreeve

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen *

For Whom the Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemingway

Love Wedding Repeat (2020)

The Big Sick (2017) *

The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins *

Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins *

Emma by Jane Austen *

Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins *

National Treasure (2004) *

The Hating Game by Sally Thorne *

The Death of Stalin (2017) *

The Girl with All the Gifts (2016)

Alexander the Great by Paul Cartledge

Upload (s1)

Secondhand Time: The Last of the Soviets by Svetlana Alexievitch

The Bling Ring (2013) *

Gravity’s Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon

Killing Eve (s3)

Normal People by Sally Rooney

Contagion (2011)

Can You Keep a Secret? (2019)

Trick Mirror: Reflections on Self-Delusion by Jia Tolentino

Notting Hill (1999) *

The Host (2013) *

Joker (2019)

The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

The Selection by Kiera Cass

Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo

The Elite by Kiera Cass

The One by Kiera Cass

Seberg (2019)

Inception (2010) *

The Princess Bride (1987) *

The Lovebirds (2020)

Moonstruck (1987)

Galavant (s1*, s2*)

Underworld (2003)

The Master (2012)

Waco (s1)

The Awakening by Kate Chopin *

East of Eden by John Steinbeck

Man Up (2015) *

The Haunting of Hill House (s1*)

Democracy by Joan Didion *

Community (s1*, s2*, s3*, s4*, s5*, s6)

The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath *

Hannibal (s1)

Plainwater: Essays and Poetry by Anne Carson *

Before I Fall (2017)

The Disaster Artist (2017) *

Anna Karenina: Vronsky’s Story (s1)

Love (s1, s2, s3)

Avatar: The Last Airbender (s1, s2, s3)

Persuasion by Jane Austen **

I Am Not Your Negro (2016)

Dovlatov (2018)

The Politician (s2)

Rant by Chuck Palahniuk *

13th (2016) *

Uptown Girls (2003) *

Lovesick (s1 ,s2, s3)

Crash Landing on You (s1 & *)

Clueless (1995)

Well-Intended Love (s2)

Athlete A (2020)

Dark (s3)

The Half of It (2020)

Guns Akimbo (2019)

Splice (2009)

The King: Eternal Monarch (s1)

Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro *

Are Prisons Obsolete? by Angela Y. Davis

The Old Guard (2020)

I May Destroy You (s1)

Blindspotting (2018)

Slouching Towards Bethlehem by Joan Didion *

She’s the Man (2006) *

Marina Abramovic: The Artist is Present (2012)

Zodiac (2007) *

Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga (2020)

The Untamed (s1 & *)

The First Man in Rome by Colleen McCullough

A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara *

The Hater (2020)

Stay (2019)

The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold *

The Great (s1)

The Assistant (2019)

The Umbrella Academy (s2)

Straight Up (2019)

Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston

Burning (2018)

True History of the Kelly Gang (2019)

Mo Dao Zu Shi by Mo Xiang Tong Xiu

Mo Dao Zu Shi (s1, s2)

The Legend of Korra (s1, s2)

Nightcrawler (2014)

3% (s1*, s2, s3, s4)

The Runaways (2010) *

Midnight Sun by Stephenie Meyer

Sleepless in Seattle (1993)

My Best Friend’s Wedding (1997) *

#Alive (2020)

The Boys (s2)

Palm Springs (2020)

Normal People (s1)

Radioactive (2019)

Man of the Year (2006)

The Sirens of Titan by Kurt Vonnegut

Logan Lucky (2017)

Crush by Richard Siken *

The Babysitter: Killer Queen (2020)

Schitt’s Creek (s6, Best Wishes, Warmest Regards)

The Devil All the Time (2020)

Underworld by Don DeLillo

Happy Together (1997)

Hubie Halloween (2020)

American Murder: The Family Next Door (2020)

Prime Rewind: Inside The Boys (s1)

Deaf U (s1)

Don't F**k With Cats: Hunting an Internet Killer (s1)

28 Days (2000) *

Pride & Prejudice (2005) *

Borat Subsequent Moviefilm (2020)

The Iliad by Homer trans. Chase and Perry *

Murder Mystery (2019) *

War and the Iliad by Simone Weil and Rachel Bespaloff *

It’s Okay to Not be Okay (s1)

Holidate (2020)

The Princess Switch (2018)

Blackpink: Light Up the Sky (2020)

Sense and Sensibility (s1) ((2008))

Pride and Prejudice (s1*) ((1980))

A Christmas Prince (2017)

The Psychopath Test: A Journey Through the Madness Industry by Jon Ronson *

Catch Me If You Can: The True Story of a Real Fake by Frank W. Abagnale & Stan Redding *

Easy A (2010) *

Nine Plays of Chekov by Anton Chekov

Survivor (s1, s2, s3, s4, s5, s6, s7, s8, s9, s10, s11, s12, s13, s14, s15, s16, s17, s28)

Bad Teacher (2011)

Ocean’s Eleven (2001) *

Autobiography of Red by Anne Carson *

Happiest Season (2020)

Secrets of the Saqqara Tomb (2020)

The Princess Switch: Switched Again (2020)

The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test by Tom Wolfe *

Cosmopolis by Don DeLillo *

100 Days My Prince (s1)

The Stranger by Albert Camus *

The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays by Albert Camus

The Wilds (s1)

#personal #2020 #starting the year strong by finishing a book at 1 am on NYE?? sure #why am i still watching anne with an e... i #can u believe... the sparrow and the society having the same drop by drop quote #also... altered carbon talking about roman roads being their greatest invention and then... claudius the god saying the same #what does it all mean #back to back to back?? #wooow watching 10 whole seasons of shameless... just for mickey.... yikes and lol at me #emma. was.. not good((( so we had to immediately watch the good emma #roswell nm s2 auto dvred so uhhh guess we going for it #is summer night the worst movie ive ever seen? ---- yes #god.. 20 whole seasons of svu who am i #upload was v cute #alex.. galaxy... i #america singer.... lOOOOOOOL at myself god it was bad #hm i don tthink i ever watched community s6.. some of it kinda seemed familiar but also it didnt?? LET HIM FINISH #atla is so good i know yall know but i did not #hotmen and momo and sokka tripping in the desert together.. perfect #crash landing uhhhhh well!!!!!! #you watch 2 korean shows and netflix shows you a whole new home page of recommendations loool #idk if u remember this but last week i shot your bear and punched you in the stomach #the untamed iii burnnn!!!! #am i going insane over cql/mdzs... mind ur business #midnight sun... edward pls stop so many.. thoughts lmao i remember rly liking the leaked version i wonder how diff the first 10 chaps are #dont think thats the version of the iliad ive read before but it gets marked as a reread anyways #guess i have to watch all 40 seasons of survivor...

[sugarbabywenkexing]

I'm sure this already exists, but:

#katherine watches the untamed #mdzs #jiang cheng #jiang fengmian