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bedlamsbard · 5 months ago
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for the ask: unpopular opinion about Hera?
lol so many, but I'll take on a fannish issue I run into a lot. I know that to some extent the "she's so perfect" and "she's a queen" and "she's a motherly space mom" are just the way that people talk about female characters they like these days, but Hera fucks up a lot in canon. She's a good pilot and a good leader when it comes to inspiring others, but she's not a particularly good tactician (that was always Kanan's role, and it's something that canon leaned away from after S1 and AND); look at how many times Phoenix Squadron gets devastated under her command, when she's calling the shots. And this may be to some extent that she's such a good pilot that she's not good at anticipating what pilots who are just pretty good or even just decent can do, but I think while she's more or less a big picture person she's not particularly good at details. She's got a temper -- she's the kind of person who tends to hold it in and hold it in and hold it in until something finally snaps, and then when she snaps a lot of fen are like "whoa whoa whoa, this is out of character." (Double Agent Droid is the prime example here, but there are a few other eps which have less dramatic consequences.) And I think she's someone who actually really does want to trust in authority, which may come from the fact that she's from high-class society and was presumably raised with some form of noblesse oblige. And that's why Hera is the one pushing to join Phoenix Squadron, and to join the larger rebel cell/rebellion on Yavin, and why in S4 she goes back to Yavin trusting that Mon Mothma and the Rebel Alliance authorities will easily see her point.  Hera wants to be in charge but I don’t think she wants to be too in charge, she doesn’t want to be the one calling the ultimate shots.
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nolacharm · 3 months ago
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@loetise​ said: " don't go. please. i... i don't want to be alone... "
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He stopped and turned and sat down next to her, “Alright, I’ll stay here as long as ya need.” He paused as he leaned backwards and placed his hands behind him to hold himself up, “Everythin’ okay?”
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therealkoumukami · 7 months ago
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Live footage of Kou making me listen to his fucking music when I just wanted him to hand over his kneecaps
No one can have my kneecaps when I can just convert them to my fanbase instead~
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thewidogast · 4 months ago
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@starclub said:  ❛     you   didn’t  have  anything  to  do  with  that  arson.    ❜ (from essek)
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He placed a hand on Essek’s shoulder, and gave it a squeeze, “You do not need to protect me from every fire.” He had grown alot from not only when they had first met, but from when he first came to the Mighty Nein, not necessarily fresh faced, but fresh to integrating back into society. “Especially ones I know I am responsible for.”
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In truth he hadn’t been expecting it to get that far out of hand, that was what he was struggling with. The lack of control that he thought he had. It was discouraging, and made everything worse. It was a doubt coming in waves and not stopping. And he didn’t like feeling that way. He sighed, “I need to ensure that it will not happen again,” he needed to do more than that, like apologize and make amends with those whom the fire hurt, but he needed his own pity for a bit before he could be in the right mind to help others.
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arthurjr · 3 months ago
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@loetise​ said: " i... i'm so tired... "
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He picked her up, and lifted her onto Wynn, who momentarily didn’t seem to mind. Wynn was finnicky with riders that weren’t Art, but the situation demanded it. Art then hoisted himself onto the unicorn. “Stay awake a little longer,” he urged, his voice soft and caring, before adding and hopefully it would get her to stay awake just long enough to get them back to civilization. “You wont be able to hang onto Wynn if you fall asleep.”
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janzoo · 2 months ago
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📂
(Original meme)
Pre-trials Eskel had heterochromia. I'm not entirely decided on the colours yet, but probably one green, one brown.
This was considered lucky or some kind of good sign in his home village, making his loss sting that much more.
At Kaer Morhen, some of the older witchers discussed (and bet on) whether or not he'd have different colour witcher eyes post-trials. He did not, and Vesemir was a little richer that day.
Due to his long life and fuzzy early memories, Eskel doesn't personally remember having heterochromia, just being told that he did. Same with Geralt. Vesemir remembers best, if only because it lead to him winning a substantial bet
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badassxbirdy · 8 months ago
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@schwarzerengeltm sent: “Ugh, my head. What happened to us?”
Terrible first meeting starters
Wait, she knew that voice. She had to squint for a moment to see him properly, her eyes unwilling to focus through the headache. ...The German guy? The dead one? What the—
Ty had only been awake for a few moments before he spoke and hadn’t had much time to register anything else other than that she felt terrible. Like she’d drunk an entire bar and then some, but with no recollection of the event. In fact she didn’t remember much of anything that’d explain waking up in this state.
“I dunno, but I think I’m gonna hurl.”
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kohakuhime · a month ago
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Okay, Ryou Bakura for the character ask and ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡!!!
AAAAHHH TY?? i know the hearts are from another meme and they’re much appreciated~!
So, Ryou!
favorite thing about them: The resiliency and persistent gentleness of this boy, man. He's been put through so much, been hurt so many times that he should by all rights be furious and angry, and yet he chooses kindness. He's been forgotten so many times, been mistrusted and under so much suspicion, even been used more than once as a pawn and a puppet by others, and yet he forgives.
least favorite thing about them: honestly who could hate this bean? That said, it's not about Ryou himself as much as it's about how he's treated. He is the one who needs the most support out of Yugi's friend group. Yet literally everyone seems to leave him alone with the Spirit of the Ring, who has at best a passing acquaintance with respect for his host. He goes home to an empty apartment, with no family to support him, and in the anime he's often left out of the core group. Where is the support? Hell, even in the DSOD movie Ryou got banished to an alternate dimension and almost no one bats an eye that he's gone.
favorite line: I can't find an actual quote, but Ryou in Battle City after the finals have happened just casually eating a banana and chowing down on the food, as if he hadn't just spent a good amount of time in the Shadow Realm. And he's weirdly cheerful about it too. This both amuses me and concerns me because if anyone comes out of the Shadow Realm that happy? That speaks a lot to the strength of their psyche, and I'd hate to find out just what it takes to break it.
brOTP/OTP: Somehow Protectshipping became a thing with me? But romantic or platonic, I do appreciate how Tristan seems to be the only one of Yugi's group who not only pays attention to Ryou, but can pick up on when the spirit of the Ring has taken over. Hell, he's the only one who's straight up confronted the Spirit and yeeted his stupid Ring out into the void, so there's that xD
nOTP: I don't tend to favor Tendershipping, if only because there's a hell of a lot of unhealthy and downright toxic dynamics between the two of them.
random headcanon: I can see Ryou Bakura choosing to pursue a career as both a horror novelist and a therapist, because I feel he'd want to help others who are in his position and he has the right temperament for it. Plus, c'mon. He'd be the best horror genre novelist in Domino!
unpopular opinion: I mentioned earlier that I don't like tendershipping, and that sometimes seems to be the unpopular opinion. For me, it's just the unhealthy dynamics between them; I can see Ryou coming to something of a neutral ground of understanding for the spirit, given his past, but I can't see him choosing a romantic path in regards to Yami Bakura.
song i associate with them: Hope of Morning, by Icon for Hire. In particular, the chorus fits him:
When the hope of morning starts to fade in me I don't dare let darkness have its way with me And the hope of morning makes me worth the fight I will not be giving in tonight
favorite picture of them: ...oh boy howdy do I have those!
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thanks for asking, @epickiya722
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kareenvorbarra · 20 days ago
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thanks @berrysphase!​
The Carpenter’s Son is actually one of my few ongoing fics! It’s more a collection of scenes featuring the same group of characters than a real multichapter fic with a plot. The WIP document contains bits of scenes that I never finished. 
Anyway, The Carpenter’s Son is maybe the only fic I’ve posted for any fandom that doesn’t contain a single canon character. It’s set in Easterling-occupied Dor-lomin, and the primary characters are Dineth, a Hadorian woman who was born several years after the Nirnaeth; Gregan, an Easterling carpenter who wins Dineth from a friend of his in a game of chance; and Ardan, their son. Dineth and Gregan have an ongoing sexual relationship that is not consensual on Dineth’s part, though she goes along with it because there’s really nothing else she can do. When Ardan is in his early 20s, he and Dineth run away and escape to Sirion. 
I came up with these characters in a very backwards way. Back in 2014 I decided I wanted to write about the Third Kinslaying as experienced by an Edain family living in Sirion, and started coming up with characters. I decided that one of the parents in the family was born in Sirion, and one was from somewhere else. Dor-lomin seemed like the interesting choice, and then I thought I’d like to write about a character with one Hadorian parent and one Easterling parent, who had escaped to Sirion with his Hadorian parent. That character became Ardan, and because I am the person that I am, I needed to know everything about HIS parents, and thus I got Dineth and Gregan. Of course, I immediately became fixated on those three characters, and the story about Ardan’s family during the Third Kinslaying was never written (though there is a chapter on AO3 about Ardan meeting his future wife). 
Anyone who’s ever talked to me about Greek mythology knows that i’m VERY invested in stories about the kind of relationship that Dineth and Gregan have: long term non-consensual relationships with fucked-up power dynamics that are also socially sanctioned, in which the disempowered person has to learn to cope with their circumstances in order to survive. Most of the scenes in the fic are related to that, or about Ardan grappling with the circumstances of his birth and his relationships to his parents. If any of this sounds interesting, the completed scenes can be found on AO3 here. 
An excerpt from one of the incomplete scenes is posted below (warning for implied non-con): 
Spring had finally begun to take hold in Dor-lómin. The sun felt warm on her skin for the first time in months, and none of winter’s bite remained in the breeze that tugged at her hair. Unable to stay indoors on such a day, Dineth took an old chair out of the kitchen and set it in a patch of sunlight near the house, bringing her basket of mending with her.  
Ardan sat on the ground near her feet, playing with a collection of pebbles he had gathered at the river yesterday; Maewen and Dineth had brought him along when they went to wash clothes. He seemed quite intent on arranging the stones exactly the way he wanted them, unfazed by the fact that a few of them were almost too large for his clumsy toddler hands. Dineth kept a close eye on her son as she darned one of Gregan’s socks, watching to make sure he did not suddenly decide to wander farther out into the yard where the men worked.
Gregan had left the workshop today and was now laboring beside Sarnor. The younger man looked up and, seeing Dineth watching them, grinned at her. She smiled back. Her friend quickly returned to his task when the carpenter glanced up as well, and Gregan’s eyes met hers. He did not smile, but some of the hardness seemed to leave his face, even as he looked away from her. She followed his gaze and realized, with a strange jolt, that he was watching her child.
In some ways they were almost a family. She mended the carpenter’s clothes and shared his bed and bore his son, and he provided for her and Ardan through his own labor. He was even faithful to her in his own odd way, Dineth thought bitterly - his desire for her had not waned over the years, and he seemed to have no interest in any other women. A mockery of a marriage.
But she was not his wife and Ardan was not his son, not by any admission of his own. Gregan regarded her as more tool than person, worth only her labor and the pleasure she could give him. She still had no idea what, if anything, he had planned for her son - she could rule out death, surely, after two whole years, but the possibility that the carpenter might want to sell Ardan once he was old enough to be worth something still hung over her, a blow that might fall at any time.
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sshorthalt · 29 days ago
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@proelio-procusi​ said: “ everyone has secrets, don’t they? i’m sure you’ll tell me yours when you’re ready. ” - from Pike 
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Like with everything that Pike said, Scanlan was just a bit conflicted. Because he did not know how to do right by Pike. He did not know how to respond correctly because he didn’t know if he could tell her the truth. Which he guessed meant he wasn’t ready. Which for Scanlan Shorthalt was a bit humbling because he was ready for anything, wasn’t he?
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He took a breath in, and looked at her. “Not sure it counts a secret if you tell it though,” he finally settled on, not being serious at all about it. Scanlan for as open as he was, was not the open book he pretended to be.
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kaaras-adaar · 5 months ago
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MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE QUOTES ASK MEMES !
@joseph-amell​ said:  “ there’s nothing more horrifying than a miracle. “ 
What? The Inquisitor’s expression probably gave it all away--he’d never been good with hiding his expressions. Miracles were not horrifying, they were beautiful. At least, Kaaras thought so. How many times should he have been dead by now? And yet, he stood, with barely any physical marks to remain as evidence of his near death experiences. He was healthy, fit enough, and had the world at his feet. 
That was a miracle.
Children surviving war was a miracle. Soldiers coming home was a miracle. Magic was a miracle. The fact that the world hadn’t been swallowed was a miracle--although that was earned from hard work.
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“Horrifying isn’t the term I’d use,” he replied. “Miracles are wonderful. That’s... why they’re called a miracle...” Perhaps he was taking Joseph’s meaning the wrong way, or maybe Kaaras was just being too literal. It wouldn’t be the first time. 
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bedlamsbard · a month ago
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for the fanfic author asks: K L M
thank you ❤️❤️
K. angst or happy?
I think my track record would probably suggest angst, though I don't necessarily think of myself as an angst writer -- I'm a plot writer, and the fandoms I write in tend to involve more angst than happiness, though they'll always eventually be happy.
L. favourite fic of yours?
On the Edge of the Devil's Backbone, which I do sincerely believe is the best thing I've ever written. It's niche enough that it doesn't get a lot of ongoing attention. (I do really love Yonder, but it's not done yet so I don't want to count it.)
M. least favourite fic of yours?
I've got shorter stuff I don't have particularly strong feelings for, but honestly, right now? The Wake the Storm/Queen's Gambit duo. I'm absolutely miserable every time someone brings them up or I get a notification on them, which sucks, because when I wrote them I was very proud of them, and I met one of my best friends through Gambit, but there's just so much baggage associated with them now. I've been on vacation with the friend who podficced Gambit, gotten a comment on Gambit or Wake, and then just froze in horror while I forced myself to open the e-mail and brace myself for whether it's going to be a good comment or if it's going to be one of the ones that ruins my week. (If I'm out with fandom friends when I get a comment notification on Wake/Gambit, about 75% of the time I'll hand my phone to them and ask them to tell me if it's a good comment or, if not, to just delete the e-mail. Like, I've done this at Disney World.) There are comments I've gotten on Wake/Gambit that have left some permanent scarring -- things people have said on Wake/Gambit affected how I wrote Backbone, affected how I wrote Crown, Morning, Yonder. I run mental calculations based on comments I got on Gambit about whether to include elements in fic and usually the calculation is, no, it's not worth the potential backlash. It's part of the reason I did so much concept writing posted only to Tumblr after Backbone wrapped, and not to AO3. One of these days I'll finally snap and turn the comments off on Wake/Gambit, because even the "good" ones make me anxious. They've put me off ever wanting to write in the PT era or with the PT characters again and like, I'm certainly never writing that ship again. And I think Wake and Gambit are good fics. They're not the best things I've ever written, I think Backbone's better, I think my more recent fic is better, but gods. I wrote Wake as my "recovering from grad school + health problems fic," I didn't think it would get a big audience; I wrote it in 2013, for gods' sakes, before the ST trilogy came out and Star Wars got big again. Same with Gambit; I wrote them both in a fandom lull right before Star Wars exploded. Gambit's been wrapped for six years. I still quite regularly get comments on it telling me I'm a terrible writer, that Padme is a slut, that it doesn't make any sense, that Anakin needs to sleep with other women, that no one really loves each other, that the threesome makes no sense, etc. etc. etc. I'm never touching that universe again. Never, never, never.
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wildshero · 2 months ago
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@legendarylullaby​ said: " so... this is what a safehouse looks like. "
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He turned to look at her, and then looked around trying to get a sense of what was here, and what could be used, and what needed to be guarded. It was a safe house, but nothing ever seemed truly safe. “It’ll do,” he said.
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thewidogast · 2 months ago
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@proelio-procusi​ said: ❛  you can’t imagine how much i’ve been looking forward to this.  ❜ - from Astrid 
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He gave a nod, his face impressively neutral. While Caleb was known to show emotion on his face when confronted with certain things, he could also be very impassive when he wanted to be, “No, I cannot, I am not you, Astrid.” He began, and paused and looked down and allowed that neutral face to slide a bit before it slid back into place. “Whether you tell me or not is your prerogative, but I do hope you find it is worth it.”
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sarahlevys · a month ago
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a/t magical realism fake dating!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
also for @roguebebe!!
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The woman – Alexis – is back the next night, leaving a different man in her wake as she makes her way through the crowd, easily creating a path for herself with the sheer force of her charisma. Her dress is gold tonight, with a plunging neckline that Twyla's eyes can't help but trace before she snaps her gaze up to meet Alexis' eyes.
"What'll it be?" Twyla asks. There's a murky blue swirling around Alexis' tousled blonde hair, and it darkens as she twists to look at her date over her shoulder. "Just the drink this time, or..."
"He's such a dick, Twy." Alexis flutters her eyelashes, arranging her lips into a pout. "Please?"
The bar's busy tonight. There are plenty of patrons waiting. Nevertheless, Twyla starts untying her apron anyway, biting back a smile. "Okay. But we have to make this quick."
"Of course!" Alexis' blue starts to shift, giving way for pinks and reds as she takes Twyla's hand in hers. "You're the best fake girlfriend ever."
(ask me about a WIP!)
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magnereixn · 3 months ago
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showtimesins asked:
“ i need to be in the shower. “ “love it. let's go. “
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          “good thing you’re okay with it, because it was going to happen anyway.” charlie? being clingy? shocking. she’s already partially undressed, though, and they’re already here.
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speckeltail · 3 days ago
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12~?
Hatefuck - The Bravery
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olympusthief · 3 months ago
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@stygicniron​ said: ❝ Hey, I’m the expert on the dead, remember? ❞
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He snorted, “No no, I remember. But pretty sure even in your area of expertise, necromancy is still generally frowned upon.” Not that he had any room to talk, but speaking out of his ass was a habit that he had no intent of breaking any time soon, well ever.
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