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in relation to what we were just talking about , but . how does grace cope with all the bullshit that happens to her in the week the game takes place in ? can she sleep ? does she cry or have any sort of breakdown privately ? or does she sort of just . not let herself stop and think about the trial ( yet at the same time be motivated by it ) and all these petty and spiteful fucks getting in her way ?
for the most part, grace is just pushing through and not letting herself stop. i think she knows there's literally no time for it; she can't give herself the luxury to process everything that's happening to her because each moment wasted on that is a moment less to figure out what happened and prove her innocence.
which means she gets terribly stressed out whenever whoever is helping her tells her to just wait. not only it's time she feels she could be using to act, waiting is when everything threatens to catch up to her and she can't stop. she doesn't wanna risk not being able to pick herself up again.
she sleeps very little, and mostly only because the stress and exhaustion of everything happening in such a short time just knocks her out eventually (i know apollo wanted her to rest but consider: she can't relax). i feel for the most part grace is either acting or considering what to do next. i could say preparing but honestly people keep her in the dark about what she's supposed to do next so often that the most she can prepare is like. preparing herself to face anything jsdnfakjsnd
and so she does! going to a club and facing down a goddess in a song battle? sure. going to the reliquary to find the minotaur? okay. going to a party no one wants to tell her anything about and adapting as she learns? will do. there's no other choice. so she just faces whatever bullshit people throw at her the best she can (as she says in my favorite reply to athena after it's determined there will be a trial, and the one reply i'd keep as canon for my blog: okay, it's unfair but it is what it is. she'll do her best. it's all she can do).
i think the only breakdown she has is very visible and it happens when freddie dies. it's also the one moment i feel she'd falter because to her, her life isn't worth more than freddie's. there's this dialogue option where she says 'it should've been me' that i feel is very fitting with how she'd feel about it. and at least with apollo, his reply ends with something like 'freddie gave you a chance' — that honestly is something i feel would lead her to keep pushing through. freddie died to give her a chance. she won't squander that opportunity, no matter how much she wishes things had been different. it's the least she can do when it's what freddie would've wanted her to do.
other than that, no, she never stops to cry or despair or breakdown even in private. all her energy is dedicated to keep going, no matter what happens. people around her might forget her life is on the line, but she doesn't. they might act like there is time, but she can't, she knows there isn't. it's definitely not stopping to think about it while keeping it as a motivator; a very serious threat that keeps her going but that she won't examine too closely so she won't breakdown.
after the trial, it'd probably take days for the sense of impending danger and the adrenaline and anxiety of being Constantly dealing with something to finally fade. and when it did... well.. that's when i think she'd really start to process it. to cry and feel the weight of it full force and be happy she's alive and be angry she had to go through all that and be devastated about freddie's loss. even then, i'd consider everything that happened pretty traumatic, from calliope dying in her arms to being sentenced to death to having a week to prove her innocence and everything that happens there. it's not like she'd get over it fast. it wouldn't stop haunting her soon after it was done. she can't just forget about it.
she'd definitely be on guard and have trouble sleeping, and i think the restlessness also lingers. i think her keeping herself so busy after the trial is also a means to cope; still not letting herself stop for too long or think too hard about what happened. hoping given time it'll be distant enough she won't have trouble with it anymore.
#we were playing today and some of the dialogue really just. cemented to me she's just on#'have to keep going my life literally depends on it' mode#i don't think she'd stop and take a breath even once the whole week#and i think she only sleeps when she. can't stay awake anymore#also after freddie's death before you talk to apollo/persephone grace is sitting on the couch#just staring at the table where freddie's hat is#and the camera even does this thing to show her view and how unfocused it becomes and i just#think she'd have been like that for a while#that after freddie dies she seriously has a moment of 'what's even the point of this my best friend died bc of me'#and that it's the only moment she really falters and lets things catch up to her a little#but mostly it's just freddie's death that is so. overwhelming and fills her with so much grief and sorrow and guilt she's#close to giving up before being convinced this isn't what freddie wanted#i'm rambling#DSFIASDFJASIDJF#thanks for the ask mars#mwah#* grace: study.
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Do you think Wei wuxian listens to weezer?
I don't know...I don't know...I really don't know.....
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan sizhui#blood#I mean this in the most sincerest way possible: This ask has become my 'does bruno mars is gay' to me and anyone in close enough proximity#I first read this after having just woken up and it rattled me so intensely#would he???? I don't know??? It's dad music but it also sort of works for someone a little bit out of step with time?#I'm a bit of a wwx kinnie and I love music but I don't really have any headcanons for what modern music he'd like#other than 'unironically classical music and its one of the first things he bonds with lwj over as teens'#(they get into very heated arguments about composers and arrangements)#but also. the concept of wwx really liking wheezer to the point its the first thing he's gotta check in on after 13 years dead?#*that* did me in real good#I hope people enjoy this one as much as I did#'Does wwx listen to wheezer' Please oh god wheezer and mdzs fans please come together to tell me what songs wwx would like#my money is on 'lost in the woods' its so campy#EDIT: just been informed weezer doesnt have an H in it..this is how much i know. thank u everyone who left weezer recs in comments and tags
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WE WERE ALLOWED TO ASK FOR TREATS??!!!?!?
*sobs in too busy to check tumblr yesterday*
Okay - I almost went back to that post and tagged you because you're so damn supportive and your comments always make me feel seen as a writer...but then I got 7 asks all within like 15 fifteen minutes and my brain got frazzled. SO, you're late but it's okay, you deserve it anyway.
"Trick or treat?"
"It's the first of November." Steve scoffed, backing away from the door so Eddie could step inside.
"Yeah....I'm late." He shrugged like 'what are you gonna do?' but then he huffed a laugh, "Or maybe I'm getting an early start for next year."
Rolling his eyes, Steve grabbed the almost empty bowl from the side table, "Well, all I've got left is the Mars Bars and a few Milky Ways."
Eddie stuffed his hands in his jacket pockets and tapped his sneaker on the tile of the entryway. His plan had been to do this last night, say 'trick or treat' and then offer himself up as the treat. To just...put himself out there. In a big way. Like he'd never been brave enough to do before. But he'd gotten almost all the way here and turned around - twice.
This was Steve. Steve Harrington. Nevermind the status and the money and the fancy car. This was Steve. The guy who'd dragged Eddie's lifeless body back through the gate and kept watch over him in the hospital to make sure the staff didn't 'accidentally' let him die. This was Steve. The guy who had been valiantly trying to make Eddie feel welcomed and less alone.
And Eddie was 99% sure that Steve has been hitting on him for months. He blushed around Eddie all the time for christsakes! But Eddie was such a fucking coward. He couldn't even bring himself to flirt back because that would mean exposing himself to the possibility of rejection.
Last night he'd dressed up like Danny Zuko from Grease because they'd watched it together on one of their weekly movies nights. Steve really loved that movie and had made many jokes - possibly flirtations - about 'summer lovin' and how he understood Sandy's turmoil about dating someone so different from who everyone thought she should date. It should have been a sure thing but Eddie had chickened out. Just like always.
Eddie blew his breath out long and slow, stared resolutely at the HHS on the leg of Steve's old basketball sweats. "What if...what if I wasn't asking? What if that was an offer?"
The HHS got closer as Steve stepped into Eddie's space, "You hiding candy in your pockets or were you offering something else?" Steve didn't touch, even though he was close enough to.
Eddie dragged his eyes up, meeting Steve's hopeful - thank god - ones and he just....said it, "Me? I'm offering me."
Steve grinned, biting his bottom lip and looking relieved. He stepped even closer, sliding his arms around Eddie's neck, resting their foreheads together, "Then...happy day after Halloween to me, I guess."
#trick or treat asks#this was almost a white rabbit ficlet#stranger things#steddie#I'll eat the mars bars and the almond joys thank you
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Hi hello MAKES YOUR MOGSWAMP A CAT
GASSPPPPPPPP cats AND Mogswamp????!!!! Two of my favorite things??!?!!
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Krouse becomes a mod for the discord server (somehow) and keeps kicking Cody and hates that Cody keeps getting invited back.
Jess spends way too much time in VC playing games with Mars, but Mars leaves every time someone other than Noelle joins.
Luke keeps getting into different games and tries to get people to play while they're still learning the last game. Jess can keep up with him. Krouse can, but rarely bothers. Cody buys and plays every single game in his off time and then gets mad when no one else wants to play it.
to b honest i don’t think krouse would kick cody from the server bc in canon cody being kicked from the grp is sort of a herald of the dynamic changing .. both pre- & post-simurgh travellers r in a kind of twitchy agonising teenage stasis so they specifically go out of their way to never do anything that would rock the boat until they rly have to (ie kicking cody / drinking the vials / killing cody) .. instead krouse always votes cody out in among us even when he knows for a fact that noelle is imposter while he giggles a little to himself
#mars & jess & noelle together in vc <3#thank u for the travellers ask btw ^_^ this is enrichment to me#travellers#asks
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Novel quotes: wei wuxian having feelings/thoughts about jiang cheng
Under the cut because it's long
However, Jiang Cheng was gone.
Holding steamed buns, flatbreads, and fruits in his hands, Wei WuXian felt his heart skip a beat. He forced himself to calm down. Even after he searched through the neighboring streets, he still didn’t see Jiang Cheng. He finally began to panic. Grabbing a cobbler on the side, he asked, “Mister, there was a young master about the same age as me sitting here. Did you see where he went?”
The cobbler licked the thick end of a thread, “The one that was with you?”
Wei WuXian, “Yeah!”
The cobbler, “I was in the middle of doing something so I didn’t really see. But he kept on spacing out, staring at the people on the street. And then when I looked up at where he was again, he suddenly disappeared. Maybe he left.”
Wei WuXian murmured, “... He left... He left...”
He probably left for Lotus Pier to steal the bodies!
As though he had gone mad, Wei WuXian sprinted immediately toward the direction that they had come from.
[...]
He gave himself a harsh scolding in silence—he was stupid, useless, ridiculous, it was bizarre, unimaginable. Yet, he was alone, without a sword or any tools, and on the other side of the wall there were thousands of Wen Sect’s cultivators, perhaps Wen ZhuLie as well.
He wasn’t scared of death. He was only scared that after he died, he wouldn’t be able to save Jiang Cheng and betray the trust that Jiang FengMian and Madam Yu left him. In such circumstances, the only one he could place his hope on was a person of the Wen Sect whom he had met only three times in total!
[...]
Wei WuXian’s gaze turned from Wen Ning toward Jiang Cheng, whose body was covered in blood and eyes were tightly shut. His fingers couldn’t help but clenched into fists.
Chapter 59 Poisons—Part Four
Jiang Cheng’s expression was rather strange. It was calm, almost too calm.
He stared at the ceiling, as though he wasn’t at all interested in the situation that he was in, as though he didn’t care about where he was either.
Wei WuXian didn’t expect him to react in such a way. Sadness, happiness, anger, shock—he had none of these. His heart skipped a beat, “Jiang Cheng, can you see me? Can you hear me? Do you know who I am?”
Jiang Cheng glanced at him. He didn’t say anything. Wei WuXian asked him a few more questions. Arm supporting himself, he finally sat upright. He looked down at the mark of the discipline whip on his chest before laughing bitterly.
If the discipline whip struck, it’d be impossible to wipe away the mark of shame. Wei WuXian comforted him despite this, “Stop looking at it. There has to be a way to get it off.”
Jiang Cheng slapped him. His strike was so weak, so powerless that Wei WuXian didn’t even flinch, “Hit me. As long as you’ll feel better.”
[...]
If Wei WuXian were the one injured or if somebody else had saved them, he’d immediately say farewell and leave at once, full of determination. However, right now, Jiang Cheng was the one who had been injured. Not only was he injured, he had lost his core as well. He wasn’t in his right mind. No matter what, Wei WuXian couldn’t find any determination.
Chapter 60 Poisons—Part five
Out of the blue, Jiang Cheng spoke up, “Not to do what?”
Wei WuXian paused in surprise, turning to him along with Lan WangJi. Jiang Cheng covered his wound with one hand, his voice chilly, “Wei WuXian, you’re such a great, selfless person. You did the best things possible, and you swallowed all the suffering and didn’t let anyone know. What a touching story. I should kneel down and cry in gratitude, shouldn’t I?”
Hearing the mocking tone that lacked any courtesy, Lan WangJi’s face grew cold. Jin Ling saw the displeased expression and immediately stood in front of Jiang Cheng, scared that Lan WangJi would kill him with one strike, “Uncle!”
Wei WuXian’s expression worsened as well. He never expected Jiang Cheng to make up with him after he found out the truth, but he didn’t think his tone would be as unkind as ever, either. With a moment of silence, he replied, voice muffled, “I never asked you to thank me.”
[...]
In the beginning, it was precisely because he didn’t want to see such a Jiang Cheng that he decided not to tell him.
He remembered every single thing he promised Jiang FengMian and Madam Yu—to help and take care of Jiang Cheng. If someone as unhealthily competitive as him found out about this, he’d be dispirited his whole life, too tortured to face himself. There’d always be something he could never overcome, reminding him that he could only reach where he was because of another’s sacrifice. It wasn’t at all his cultivation and his achievement. No matter if he won or lost, he’d long since lost the right to compete.
Afterwards, it was because Jin ZiXuan and Jiang YanLi died for him that he had no face to let others know. To tell Jiang Cheng after what happened then would be like shirking responsibility, hurrying to demonstrate that he’d contributed as well. It’d be like telling Jiang Cheng, don’t hate me, look I’ve contributed to the YunmengJiang Sect too.
Chapter 102- Hatred - Part Five
At this point, somebody on the side suddenly called, “Wei WuXian!”
Wei WuXian answered immediately, “What?”
Only after he answered did he realize that the one who called him was Jiang Cheng. Wei WuXian felt somewhat surprised. Jiang Cheng didn’t respond directly. Instead, he took something out from his sleeve and tossed. Wei WuXian caught it by instinct and looked, only to find a black, gleaming flute along with a crimson tassel.
It was the ghoul flute, Chen Qing!
As he felt the flute that he was more than familiar with, Wei WuXian didn’t even have the spare time to feel surprised.
Chapter 108: Concealment - Part Two
After a pause, he asked again, “How have Sect Leader Jiang and Jin Ling been?”
Lan JingYi pouted, “They seem pretty fine. Sect Leader Jiang is the same as before, always lashing out at people with his whip. Young Mistress’s temper has been getting better. In the past he could talk back thrice to his uncle after he scolds him once. Now he can do ten times.”
[...]
Hearing Lan JingYi say so, Wei WuXian relaxed slightly. In truth, he knew that these weren’t what he really wanted to ask. But as it sounded like Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling had been doing quite well, there was nothing left to say.
Chapter 116: Extra—Banquet - Part Three
#There are like other quotes but I got tired lol#Anyway. What really gets me is :'don't hate me jiang cheng'#what wwx really wanted was forgiveness! Something he didn't think he deserves! Arghhhh#Where is the post: mdzs is about wwx not being normal about his shidi. And lwj is there too#because imo is what really happens lol#wwx's thoughts about jc are tbh very mean. And imo it's because he's repressing resentment/fear of rejection#I think this because wwx starts to have uncharitable interpretations of jc only in his second life#wwx: I don't want a thank you.#also wwx: why is jc being so mean to me :-(#The fact that in the present wwx feels always surprised when jc speaks to him. It's like... Arghh#Chengxian#Kinda. Neither platonic neither romantic. But a secret third thing#mar!reading mdzs#I still can't decide what wwx wanted to ask in the end. (last quote). What do you want wwx? Say it to us!
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Hehehehhehehe
#ausgdjdhdjbdjdhejkdbdjfbdk#akbsjdbdjdjdkdjdbkdjdhjdkd#jdbfjcjjdjf#ITS ME!!!!!!!!!#<3333333333#AUGHDJDJDJ#SOOOO CUTEEEEE#THANK YOU MARS!!!!!!#asks#oc ghost
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Hey, Curator. I wanted to do this by ask instead of by comment on AO3, because I have *so* much respect for your work on Autobigraphy of Kirsten Clancy. Your creation of Martian culture? Exquisite. Your depiction of a healthy relationship between two peers striving to be part of the same organization they love and also raise a family? Fantastic. Your depiction of grief and trauma? Amazing. So since my question feels a bit critical, I wanted to emphasize that I'm not trying to start an argument or score points - I genuinely, privately want to know.
I could say nice things about the story all day. But one thing in it that I felt disappointed by was the decision not to just challenge the moral attitude of Picard and the Romulan relocation effort, but to actively change the facts of it. I think the question of whether the Federation should be allowed to break up over saying a billion lives or more is a serious one, and one that deserved the argument between Picard and Clancy. Having a narrative that says "Well, nobody really died because the Romulans evacuated them using their own resources" seems to really gut the whole moral concept of the argument - as if to say Clancy can't win it on those terms so we have to change the facts, when frankly I think she *can* win it.
Do you mind me asking what your thoughts were behind making that change? Is it supposed to be the product of unreliable narration on Clancy's part, or are you describing a different universe?
Anyway, thank you again for a wonderful story.
Oh my goodness, @ruckafangirl, your praise for that story means so much to me — and the elements you mention are quite close to my heart. Thank you, thank you! ❤️
I welcome questions (I feel like it’s an author’s dream to be asked why they made writerly choices), though I must admit I was confused at first by yours. The narrative in that story is 100% in our universe with those millions of Romulan deaths happening. Clancy’s argument with Picard following the destruction of Mars and Utopia Planitia — and her view that the Federation can save either itself or the Romulans, and the Romulans should have the resources to save themselves — is meant to be in light of readers knowing that Clancy won the argument at the cost of the future of the Romulan relocation effort since the Romulans did not turn out to have (or use?) the resources to save themselves.
I went back to the story to try to figure out what could have given you the impression that the Romulans didn’t die. Because you’re exactly right that Clancy is an unreliable narrator. She doesn’t lie whole cloth, though, and she’s painfully aware that most of her life is documented via official records and logs. I therefore worked to make her omissions both visible and sensible (e.g., she only reveals the extent of her closeness with Edward Jellico in the acknowledgments because, as she explains, he didn’t want her to talk much about him in her book). I wonder, was it Clancy’s press conference following Picard’s TV appearance that suggested the Romulans didn’t die? Because the journalist’s question, “What is your response to Picard’s critique of Starfleet’s decision to cancel the Romulan rescue?” is a fair one. And Clancy’s answer, “Starfleet is proud to have successfully handed off the Romulan evacuation to the Romulan government, which ensured the safety of its people,” is truthful, yet glosses over what “its people” means. Not all people. Not most people. And what about that handoff would have been proud in any way? I attempted to show the unreliable nature of Clancy’s glib, soundbite-oriented, political theater press conference answers by immediately having Clancy reflect on her training for press conferences from both Admiral Brand and her mother. Clancy, per her explaination of that training, focuses her press conference answers on what she views as “relevant information” while knowingly avoiding mention of deeper, uncomfortable truths — including what she perceives as Picard’s erratic behavior and his need for a brain scan (begging the question: Does Clancy know about Picard’s Irumodic Syndrome diagnosis or are her instincts that good?). Clancy correctly believes that the Romulan government took over the relocation. She possibly incorrectly believes that Starfleet therefore has no responsibility for the relocation’s failures. So she doesn’t mention them.
I hope all this makes clear that I wholeheartedly agree with you, @ruckafangirl: the moral concept of Clancy’s showdown with Picard requires those Romulans to die. And they most definitely do.
Note because of the times we live in: The Romulans die due to canon consistency. Their deaths are not a statement on my personal beliefs, their deaths are a fact of the Trek universe.
#i love asks#thank you again for asking#ruckafangirl#i am considering changing ‘which ensured the safety of its people’ to ‘which was responsible for ensuring the safety of its people’#i don’t usually change things other than typos but this ask definitely has me worried the narrative wasn’t clear enough on that point#also#i feel like the math would make more sense for it to be billions of romulans dead but the transcript says millions#i don’t think the math works for the number dead on mars either so i did some authorial tap dancing to help that make sense within the story#the autobiography of kirsten clancy#kirsten clancy#star trek picard fanfic
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saw you post a lot of brokeback mountain content so i want to know if you have a list of your favorite brokeback mountain fanfic :)
I do post a lot abt Brokeback Mountain, but I've never actually sat down and made a formal, ranked list of all the Brokeback fics I love?? I have a collection on ao3 called "My Favorite Fanfics" which is where I put fics that I like beyond a simple bookmark, and there are more BBM fics in there than any other fandom I've read for haha. Unfortunately, this list isn't actually comprehensive as there are many that were either exclusively posted to the old BBM LiveJournal groups, or they were posted to LJ then later deleted and are now word documents that get passed around by email.
If I were to rank my fave BBM fics in a top 10 list, it'd look like this:
10. Once Upon a Time by rhye
A happy-ending ranch AU composed of short chapters based on fairy tale themes. As in fairy tales, some plot elements may be far-fetched, the angst runs deep, there is fluff, and they all lived happily ever after.
9. Life Ain't Easy by Creed Cascade (creedcascade)
Jack convinces Ennis to come work on the Twist Ranch after they leave Brokeback Mountain, but life ain’t easy.
8. Come Hell or High Water by Just_K
Ennis Del Mar makes the decision to leave his simple life behind and follow the brazen Jack Twist across the state of Wyoming. With life in Texas heavy on their mind, the two come to realize that dreaming big comes with a price. Will they be able to hold together when the past threatens to tear them apart, or does love truly conquer all?
7. A Place to Hide by Way2
A possible portrait of Jack's relationship with Lureen during the years prior to his reunion with Ennis.
6. it could get easier (if you want it to) by biblionerd07
Ennis decides he has more to say after their fight at the trailhead, so he makes a phone call. And it changes his life.
5. A Various Language by Destina
This is the happy ending they deserved.
4. The Sky Above by mediumorange
August, 1983. Ennis’ postcard to Jack has come back stamped ‘Return to Sender.’ He finds Jack in Lightning Flat, determined to help his father save the failing Twist ranch. His father does not want to be saved.
3. Roots by 271horses
This story tells the complete life story of Earl and Rich. It follows them from deprived childhoods, through the maturation process, the events that bring them together, and the deep, abiding love that grows between them.
Unfortunately I can't link this one as it lives in a word doc, getting passed around from email to email after 271horses purged his LJ acc. It's fantastic, tho! A lot of users on the old Brokeback forums hold it in high regards, as you'll see lots of posts mentioning the great BBM Earl/Rich prequel fic and how good it is.
2. Somebody, Somewhere by mediumorange
If you can't fix it, you've got to stand it. Slowly but surely, Ennis finds a way to stand it.
1. Widower for One Year by 271horses
This story concentrates on what would have become of Ennis after he was left alone trying to deal with the finality of his loss in that beaten up old trailer, still mired in his miserable life.
This one is another one of those that gets passed around through email and I consider it one of the greatest tragedies of the fandom bc it is, no joke, the BEST fic I have ever read in my god damned life, but it was never finished. 271horses purged his LJ acc before finishing it. I actually stopped reading once I got close to the end bc I don't want to deal with the fact that it will never be completed, so for me to confidently call it the best fic ever without actually having finished it says a lot.
#keep in mind my tastes are always in flux so this is what my top 10 list would look like today#but there are a lot of contendors for spots 7-10 tbh so it was hard to choose#thank you for asking tho ive kinda been wanting to rank my faves 🤔 i did this for usuk fics all the time but havent gotten around to#doing it for bbm fic until now#brokeback mountain#fanfic#fic ref#fic rec#ennis del mar#jack twist#still brokeback posting#asks
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Happy Valentine’s Day, lovely person 🌹
I always love reading your thoughts on UB, they are so well-thought out and insightful, and your writing is simply lovely. Above all, you’re a wonderful and sweet and uplifting presence in this fandom!
Here’s a romance-themed OC question for any OC(s) of your choosing (no pressure to answer on Valentine’s day itself, or at all):
What combination of random objects would your OC use to describe their LI? What do they represent? Bonus question: What would their LI use to describe them?
Hello my friend! What a lovely and sweet message, and thank you for such nice compliments - you all make it so much fun to be here in this space. I hope you are having a lovely day filled with just that, love and happiness 💕
I’m going to answer for Nate x Suri, Adam x Layla
Nate.
Anyone, really, can memorize the layout of a room, following an order to create a space to give the detective some semblance of home, a safe place in this world which is so new to them. An alternative reality which may be more real to any they’ve known before.
An armchair here, a vanity there, the right headboard to fit against the bed frame. It’d been a rewarding challenge to find a replica of the wallpaper, or rather wall stickers in the shape of large and fully bloomed peonies.
When he sees her now, in this room as an overnight guest - not a guest, he hopes she finds this to be a home, a secondary home - the crystal vases aren’t just filled with pre-designed bouquets but rather sweet roses or dramatic lilies, fully opened tulips when he can manage to find them.
She turns and the lingering fog of centuries of needing and wanting another lifts, her smile - dark and satin and deep, more purple than red, lipstick that will eventually smudge onto his mouth or the tip marker she uses for that board in her office as she mulls over the latest mission or case - it is radiant. She is radiance.
Surina leaves that fray edged, well read book of poetry on the vanity - consulted the previous night for a sonnet she’d recited against the heating skin of his neck. She sets down the perfume bottle - white jasmine an aura - and attaches the tennis bracelet around her wrist. Her first purchase, her first indulgence for herself, a rainbow of diamonds.
The familiar click of her heels is quieted by the plush carpet, sleek black and red bottomed, another indulgence. Nate and Adam had looked, in awe but really worry and confusion, her running over sidewalk and cobble stone and even through thick forest grasses, light and agile, balanced on the three inch high stilettos keeping her upright. Adam had called it impractical, Nate had commended the skill, and Surina stated that it was simply a return on investment.
He reaches for her when she nears, her hand further from him holding a worn silver and teal blue keychain, he will ask her the significance and she will tell him. But now, she takes his hand, and leads him out into the hallway. They have a date.
Adam.
Since becoming an Agent, the usually well planned, down to a quarter of an hour well planned, Layla had mentioned a few gaps in her daily planner schedules.
And though he’d been quite serious in his response. Adam was still quite surprised when she’d agreed to train with him. After all, she knows where her deficiencies lie and needed to learn how to strengthen them. Where Adam thought she could and would do better, well that would keep her schedule full for the foreseeable future.
Waiting, arms folded at his chest, trying to keep his attention out the window for any sort of emergency or surprise threat, his gaze betrays him by taking note of what she’s placing in her cross-body satchel. No, not a betrayal, he really should be taking stock of how she prepares. To use for future missions.
An extra pair of glasses. Good. He’d recalled her frustration with their last ambush by trappers, the twist of the frame. Also remembers the deep blue of her eyes, dark and sparkling even in a moment of frustration while he righted the metal.
He clears his throat. She tells him she needs a moment longer.
Back at the window, he sees the reflected image of her, a tie, one of the many hair ties that seem to hide in every cushion and surface, around her fingers. Quick fingers work through the soft curls of her dark hair, plaiting and braiding before securing. Smart. Out of the way. Clear sight.
Adam rubs his hands together, stepping closer to her, they’ll be training in the forest again. Quiet. Soundless.
Snap!
He groans, knowing that Layla has just stuck a piece of that insidious gum between her teeth and started to chew. How many times has he reminded her of a choking hazard?
Adam looks to her, eyes sharp, and she shrugs. Promises to spit it out before they start, and says - for the hundredth time since he’s met her - that tooth care is important, and she has dentist-sanctioned bubble gum. He should fact check.
She picks up her denim jacket, her signature he thinks, and slides it over her shoulders and over her arms. Today, he’ll tell her to keep the stiff materialed - actually, quite pleasantly worn - garment on today. Even for someone as well prepared as her, one cannot always dress appropriately for a fight.
#okay i hope i answered the questions well!#have been thinking about this ask all day and finally got to answer!#thank you for the ask!#twc#the wayhaven chronicles#nate x detective#adam x detective#otp: nuri#layla x adam#mar writes twc#twc fanfic#long post#got carried away!
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H10 Fistfight with God for Mads lol
how do you. draw blood
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saintstar hc?
why yes of course
much like james, mary is a huge fan of gossip. she and sirius gossip all the time, but sirius is not as interested in people as she is
sirius passes her notes during class all the time and she always looks at him and gives him an unimpressed, but amused expression when she reads them
both of them fill the same chair in the common room whether or not they both fit into it
snog in the library
neither of them are cheesy or cheesy people, generally speaking, but they like being affectionate with each other
mary has a cat and to her, sirius had always been very much a dog person (even without knowing that he was an animagus). she was surprised when she saw how well he and her cat got along
mary has scary dog privileges and absolutely adores it
sit next to each other during breakfast a lot of the time and whisper to each other stuff so that no one can hear them (it’s never anything interesting)
a really intimidating couple actually. both of them are well-known and good-looking (and while we’re on it, they look so good together) and people were very jealous and confused whether they wanted to be them or be with them
she always wondered who the black dog following her around from time to time and rubbing his snout against her leg was
#i ADORE them#so thank you for the question mars <3#mars <3#sirius black#mary macdonald#saintstar#saintstar headcanons#headcanons#reqs#asks#beloved’s asks <3
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Mars you are amazing
Like your art style is amazing you seem amazing and you just seem like a really genuine person so I just wanted to say that you're awesome!
URGHHSJOXZKAKAAAAHHHHGGGHHH IRGHHH AAAAAGHHHH YOU’RE TOO KIND LIKE WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!!
LIKE YOU MADE ME ACTUALLY ACTUALLY CRY I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT AND I HOPE YOU FEEL BAD/lh
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Gelu! I need info.
Just for the record: Do you have a reference for your sona? Last time I used the UV reference. But I want use one you made.
OOOOOOOOO BUT OF COURSE!!!!!!
But... I'm actually planning to resign it because of all the little details I forget to put when I'm drawing it lol
I'm just a little slug. And hey, can you pass me your sona ref as well, please?
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If your requests are currently open, may you do half moon?
Half Moon
#warrior cats#warriors#wc#warrior cats design#half moon#my art#Mar draws all the cats#<- tag for when i actually start posting all the designs#thanks for the ask!
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I have an abundance of grandma candies. Here, take it. It'll bring you good luck :)
Keep up the good work and hydrate 🌚👍
Oh, the memories,,, Thank you so much for the candy (and the nice words)!!!
#“why do you have red on you?” dont worry about it 👍#ask box#my grandma and her friends would have those#those and some yougurt ones#imma go hydrate now thanks for reminding me#mars artz
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