#the ones she'll protect

[fromtheseventhhell]

I want to make a longer post about this someday but: I think Arya's TWOW arc is going to include her coming to terms with her identity as a Lady. This has been an ongoing conflict with her since her first chapter and I think her flowering in winds is going to mark a turning point. The theory of her having an apprenticeship with the courtesans holds a lot of weight and the idea of Arya going through puberty among a group of unconventional women she's fostered a positive relationship with is just too perfect. It would really have an impact on Arya reconciling her personal idea of what a Lady should be. There's also a lot that she could learn from them in terms of courtesies, communication, appearances, body-language, etc. that would elevate her current skill-set and ways her relationship with them could push the plot.

Not to mention she will undoubtedly reclaim her identity as Arya Stark, and her being a Lady is inseparable from that. Arya Stark is a Lady Stark and being a Lady is a social position, not a measure of how well someone preforms feminine tasks. She shouldn't have to relinquish her position because she doesn't fit patriarchal standards. That's not to say that she's ever going to be the perfect example of a traditional Lady but what I think will happen is that she becomes capable of playing the part. She plays several identities throughout the series but she's always been Arya underneath, so I think it's appropriate that she learns to adopt a "persona" that's part of her. Her remembering Ned putting on his "Lord's face" (+ the various examples of other characters being separate from their ruling persona) makes me think that Arya will be donning her "Lady's face" when she makes a return to Westeros.

#arya stark #asoiaf #twow speculations #Arya has been through so much traumatic shit and I think her flowering is going to bring up a lot of her self-esteem issues #I just really need her surrounded by kind older women when that happens so she can have some comfort #George saying her arc in braavos could be the plot of a YA novel?? definitely makes me think she's going to grow up a lot there #she's already one of the most mature characters so I think part of it's going to be her accepting her duty as a Stark Lady #she wants to help and protect people and the best way she can do that is if she has political power #She could learn that first hand in TWOW #possibly through her finding out about her marriage??? and meeting Jeyne in Braavos?? #and before someone says it courtesans are so much more then sex work so I don't want to hear it #they are such a big part of Braavosi high life...they're cultured and connected with very important people #I just have so many thoughts on the subject cause I think her apprenticeship with them will serve multiple purposes #the faceless men and their plans...the iron bank...the sealord...It's all connected and I think her apprenticeship with them will kick off #the braavos plot and could mark the beginning of the end of her time with the faceless men and in braavosi #half a boy half a wolf pup -> half a lady half a wolf #I think her current skillset fits well and it's likely she'll learn even more in TWOW #Arya defining her own role as a Lady and becoming comfortable means so much to me

[smokestarrules]

Imagine an eventual parallel with this scene; Suletta comes crashing down to save Miorine from an attacker (probably piloting Schwarzette, let’s be real) and for a moment, Miorine thinks she’s about to see the exact same thing happen.

But Suletta doesn’t kill them. She takes them down, but she doesn’t murder again. She’s broken herself away from Prospera’s way of doing things, and that’s made clear to Miorine, who abandoned her to be safe from that very thing. 

And this time, when Suletta reaches out her hand to her, Miorine takes it. 

#and I dont mean to say this as a scene that's like. 'mio was right entirely' bc that's a boring interpretation #no one is entirely right in this situation but a parallel like this COULD serve to prove that even now. suletta will protect her #but she'll do it her own way. #mobile suit gundam the witch from mercury #g witch #suletta mercury #miorine rembran #sulemio #smokey speaks

[abombihoney]

Leif: You have literally never cast a spell.

Vi: nuh uh

Leif: yeah huh

Vi: nuh uh!

Leif: yeah huh

(leif and vi do this for six straight minutes before kabbu breaks them up)

#bug fables #my art #leif #vi #comic #au #q #leif knows vi's just bullshitting #kabbu thinks that /vi/ thinks she's doing magic and doesn't want to tell her otherwise cause then she'll get kicked out of wizard club #and she can handle herself pretty well. and if she can't handle. well then he'll be there to protect her #vi: i am so good at lying #no one suspects a thing

[softquietsteadylove]

Hi! Can you please do the eternal/human au but with thena being human and gil as the eternal this time, please? Your stories are so good!

Thena somewhat glanced to her right as someone else also sat down at the museum bench. She was looking up at one of her favourite relics--an old tablet potentially depicting one of the earliest examples of The Epic of Gilgamesh. She sighed. "Is this really about you?"

He sighed, his hands in the pockets of his black bomber jacket. "It's not the real story. Just something Sprite made up to make me sound like a jerk."

Thena looked up at the tablet again. "The Tyrant King in one of humanity's earliest tales, but you go by Gil?"

He shrugged his massive shoulders. "It's easier than Gilgamesh."

Thena looked at him more properly. She was very familiar with the face of the apparently immortal man next to her. Of course, she had thought he was a very mortal, very human person, just like herself. She had thought he was sweet, if a little shy, and that he just had a special interest in the history of the ancient world.

A very human man who had asked her out, and she had said yes.

"Were you okay?" Gilgamesh asked her more quietly, even given the echously silent exhibit. "Did anything happen close to here?"

"No," she admitted just as secretively. She looked at her hands on her lap over her pencil skirt. "We felt some tremors, but I suppose you took care of things at the epicentre."

Gilgamesh squirmed in his seat.

She had been watching the news, knowing that he was closer to the centre of the city at the farmer's market. The footage was shaky, and the world was acclimating to strange and wild events more and more rapidly. But still, seeing some deviant beast running around London was certainly a shock.

Even more so when the news footage seemed to capture the blurry image of an incredibly strong looking man, literally punching said monster straight through the skull. His face was still a mystery, but he didn't have the average build, certainly. And Thena had known right away that it was Gil.

"Are you a wizard?"

"Pfft, no," he scoffed, waving his hand in the air to dismiss it. "We've seen those guys pop up all over the place, but I wouldn't call what we do 'magic' in any way."

"Then what do you call it?"

Her sharp question landed as intended, and he sighed again. He turned somewhat on the opposite side of the bench from her. She eyed him. "Cosmic Energy."

"So you're an alien?"

"Uh, I guess I don't have a better word for it," he made a face, finally pulling his hands out of his pockets to fidget. He scratched at the hair on his chin. "Eternals is what we're called, uh, officially--I guess. We've been on earth for..."

They both looked up at the tablet again, describing the strength and might of 'Gilgamesh' the tyrant.

He rolled his eyes, "I guess you know, give or take a thousand years."

Thena did look at him more now, as opposed to glaring at him from the corner of her eye. He looked truly contrite, and she knew that he wasn't particularly comfortable with little white lies. Apparently larger ones were more necessary though. "So when you said you could 'really picture yourself' in the battle of Troy, or the siege of Alexandria-"

"I mean we couldn't be everywhere at once," he excused for himself, his smile convincing neither of them. He gave it up rather quickly, sagging again. "But, uh, yeah."

They fell into silence, Gil in particular struggling for what to say next. Thena looked around the museum. She had always been so entrenched in history from all over the globe. The museum felt more like home than her cold and neglected one bedroom flat ever did. And when she had first thought Gil was quite like a walking historic encyclopedia - like a walking piece of history - perhaps she hadn't been so far off.

"So," she started in what she hoped wasn't too bitter a tone of voice, "why talk to me?"

Maybe it didn't work, because Gilgamesh certainly looked like she had screamed and slapped him across the face.

"Or do you make a habit of chatting up humans?" she added, and that part was more acerbic. This wasn't even about their relationship, or the lie of who he was at his core, or even his species.

"Thena," he pleaded, sounding like she had stabbed him through the heart. Would that even kill him?

But she did feel bad. Against her better judgement, she regretted that she had hurt his feelings. She huffed, mostly at herself, "I would think befriending humans would be dangerous for you."

"It can be."

She looked at the honest confession in time to see the sad slouch in his posture.

"We outlive basically everything, and we have to move pretty often, especially with wifi and phones and stuff, now. We don't usually get to really meet or get to know people anymore."

Gil had said Eternals, plural, and she had heard him discuss a few names like 'Sprite' or 'Kingo' before, implying he had some kind of kin or at least some of his own as friends. She didn't know these other Eternals, but knowing what of Gilgamesh she did, she had to imagine that it was hard for him.

Gil was sweet, and charismatic and gentle. And he seemed to genuinely love getting to hold the door open for people, or helping someone elderly with their bags or petting stray cats. He seemed to thrive most when he was surrounded by life, no matter how fragile or temporary it was--how mortal it was.

"I ended up here to keep my sister some company after," Gil slipped his hands back into his pockets, a sign of uncomfortability in both mortals and immortals, evidently. "She and her husband had a split, I guess you could say. I didn't want her to be alone, so I moved here a few years ago. It was just going to be for a decade or so, then maybe we'd go our separate ways again or maybe we'd move on somewhere else together."

Just a decade or so, he said.

"But then," he looked at her with a soft smile, and unfortunately it still made her heart skip. "I met you."

She forced herself to frown at that.

"I didn't mean to," he confessed, and she wasn't sure if that made it better or worse. "Sersi told me all about the museum here, and to see all the stuff people have gotten right or wrong over the years. She met some human, which I told her not to. I guess I can't really say anything about it now, though."

He truly did sound like a brother disapproving of his sister's boyfriend. And he truly didn't have any leg to stand on now, either. "Was it because of Sersi-"

"No, no," he shook his head and looked at her all soft eyed again. "It's not because of anything. It was...it was because of your eyes."

"My eyes?" she felt the need to repeat aloud. It sounded like a cheesy pickup line, or something from a tawdry romance novel. But she supposed that if Gilgamesh had heightened senses, perhaps he would be able to discern her eye colour from an unreasonable distance.

"I used to look out over the water all the time," he recounted, even turning to look at a painting on another wall. "My favourites were always really calm and green and sparkly."

Damn this man and his charming words.

He tilted his head back in her direction. "I was just gonna ask you some dumb question to chat a little and then leave. But then you got so passionate when I asked you the wrong thing on purpose."

She pursed her lips faintly. He had - deliberately? - asked her about the 'Minerva' statue they had, and where in Greece it had been made. It had immediately irked her that he had gotten the Roman name for her right, then the location also right, but in direct conflict with the other half of his question. Surely if he knew the name Minerva, he knew that was not what they called her in Greece--Athens, of all places!

Then he had asked her name, and she had to explain that Thena was not some nickname but her actual, legal name. The thought had charmed him and...and they kept talking from there.

He had picked just the right topic to get her to unload her entire master's degree of knowledge upon him, and he had eagerly listened to all of it. Most would flee partway through, but he had happily followed her around basically the whole floor as she recounted the many details and secrets and misinformation about her expertise.

And he had come back the next day for more.

"I loved hearing you talk about it," he whispered, moving a little closer now that he felt he could. "You were so passionate about it. I could really remember some of those times, and what I couldn't remember, I felt like I could imagine with how you described it."

"Thena, I just loved talking with you. I loved asking you silly questions, I loved you correcting me about stuff. I especially loved when we got interrupted that one time for your real job, and you offered me your card in case I had more questions."

He had pretended to have more questions. And they did actually end up texting that way. And then making plans that weren't just him showing up at her workplace. And then those plans became dates. They'd had five dinner dates and two lunches, and two coffees, although one of those had still been under the guise of their shared love of history.

"I wanted to get to know you more."

Even if he knew he would inevitably have to leave her life in a matter of months, if not years. It was a petty and bitter reaction, but maybe that was the truest way she felt about it; that he would have had to abandon her sooner than later. He thought those consequences were worth the risk, and she wasn't sure how to feel about it.

Because she didn't want to lose him, thinking about it now. And the fact that she now knew that she would have to no matter the future was a slap in the face of her own.

"No matter how soon you would have had to leave London for a small lifetime?" she accused, using the adrenaline in her system to drown out the pain she was feeling.

But Gil didn't turn away from her scathing demand. He looked at her with those eyes that she had always seen as holding more than he ever said within. He clasped his hands in front of him, resting on his knees. "After meeting you, I didn't know if I could."

Thena looked down at her lap again as well. It had been a few months since she'd met Gil. And if what he said was true, he hadn't intended on staying in London long, let alone permanently. She wasn't sure how long he had been here before meeting her, either. But Sersi's relationship with Dane was no more than a year old, by now.

"Sersi asked me," he laughed dryly. "She asked if I knew what I was getting myself into, which was rich, coming from her."

He sounded exactly like a protective brother.

"I said I totally had it under control," he laughed at himself, which was something she - foolishly - found so charming about him. "No worries, y'know, so I made a friend, so what? It would be good for me. Next thing I know, I bought my first phone just so I could text you."

She stared. "You didn't have a phone before?"

He waved his hand dismissively again, and maybe she could see why a few of his mannerisms really seemed more like that of an old man than a gentleman in his late forties at most. "Sersi's been trying to convince me. She's so addicted to hers it's ridiculous. She even made an instagram! I told her she would just have to delete it in a few years but-!"

Thena held back a laugh as he cut himself off. "Should I feel honoured, or even more betrayed?"

It had been half joking and half serious, but Gil took on that sad, wounded expression again. "You have every right to feel that way. But Thena, I swear on all the time I have left: I chose to stay, so I could be close to you. I wanted to spend whatever time we could have together...with you."

It was a humbling admission. She didn't quite want to imagine the heavier implications of that. The idea of Gil never aging while she slowly became an old woman beside him. Or did he have some kind of magic, or Cosmic Energy rather, that would help with that? It sounded like Sersi had accepted the consequences of her dalliance with a human.

Gil had asked her if she would want to go to dinner with Sersi and Dane as a couple. Although now all she could think of was the two Eternals smiling on as their humans chatted away about trivial human things.

"Thena, please," Gil slid closer again, taking her hand in his. "I know I sound insane, and I don't blame you if you say you want nothing to do with me after this. But I never lied when I told you liked you, or that I wanted to spend the rest of my days listening to you talk about South American architecture, or Grecian olive harvesting, or the Guptan Empire."

Thena squeezed her eyes shut, feeling tears in them. Gil swooped forward pulling her closer to him, always eager to comfort. He pressed his lips to her temple.

"I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I never meant for you to get hurt."

She believed that. Because Gil would never be capable of wishing harm on her. He probably wasn't capable of really wishing it on anyone, except maybe Sersi's ex-husband. She wouldn't have believed him capable of causing harm either, until the news today.

"If I could trade the rest of my forever for one more day with you, I would."

Maybe that was easy to say for someone who really did have a forever. She looked at him, wild in the eyes.

"Sorry," he whispered, looking away from her. He gave her cheek another kiss before releasing her slowly. "I'll give you time to think. If...if you don't want to talk anymore, I'll understand. But if I don't hear from you in a few days, can I at least come check if you're okay?"

She nodded, completely without the words to ask him to stay. He took it though, nodding back and then walking towards the far exit of the museum floor. She could hear his steps the whole way, although her heart felt like it was pounding at the inside of her skull.

She had a lot to think about. Aliens and monsters and immortal Eternals who had been on Earth for thousands of years. Did this have anything to do with how half of the earth's population vanished in the blink of an eye those years ago? Did they also blip? Could they?

She had so much to think about, so much to worry about. And the only person she wanted to talk to about it all just left.

#Thenamesh AU #bestie I love it #I wasn't entirely sure how to approach it at first #reversals can take some delicacy y'know? #but Gil thrives so much on connection #and it's the one thing he can't afford to have in the modern world as an immortal? #then Sersi is like I found this guy...he's...human #Gil: obviously there were no other options but Sersi come on #she says just meet him #anyway Gil goes to the museum to stroll down memory lane #and meets this harsh and obstinate museum lady who looks like the statue of Athena but better #and he goes again #and again #and he worries she'll think he's stalking her #but she has such great insight and she loves history and she's pretty #and he swears he didn't mean to but he's done what he was never supposed to #he's attached #he's protective of her #so a Deviant shows up #and he immediately thinks #you're not getting anywhere near her

[emkini]

As much as I love talking about Thirteen being a feral serial killer bastard I do think the fact that she is also deeply compassionate is....really important not to overlook? Like the specific way in which she Cares So Much is so fundamentally important to why she’s ruthless. Thirteen is the kind of person who will commit genocide against a (perceived or factual) evil to save even one person she loves. She’s willing to be cruel to protect her favorite people and her favorite planet. She has so much kindness and so much brutality inside her and I think it’s important to hold those things in tension rather than come down hard on one side or the other

#doctor who #thirteenth doctor #reminder to myself more than anything sdfghfd #this isn't to say she's always RIGHT when she's trying to express her compassion #and that she doesn't do things like push the fam away for selfish reasons under a guise of protecting them #but I think it's important to acknowledge like. yeah 13 will breezily destroy 3 galactic empires before breakfast #but she'll also do everything in her power to protect one abandoned child #and I have feelings about it!! #she's *complex* #she wants very badly to be good and is constantly put into positions where that's impossible

[invinciblerodent]

himh I'll make a Dark Urge that's so fucking scared

big scary bloodsoaked killer, tearing through armies with her literal bare hands? nah. a quiet, scared girl who doesn't understand why she does what she does, why she can do what she can, but is, at the same time, deeply disgusted by herself because she has just enough self-awareness to know to be repulsed.

maybe it's because I'm a tiny bit obsessed with clinging to the thought that people, at the end of the day, are fundamentally good, no matter what. that there is a fundamental human goodness in all people that makes them worthy of redemption, or at least of the opportunity for atonement.

maybe the way I want to play a story like that is with someone who, stripped from indoctrination and free for the first time to think for herself and embrace and be who she is, finds that in the deepest, most hidden pits of her soul, she is not the strong, kind, resilient person she might want to be. try as the might, she is not someone who can bear the weight of her own past, she's just a... a terrified, broken little girl, cowering in the shadows and unable to look herself in the eye. (which also gives me ideas for her relationship with Orin but that's a little bit beside the point)

cathartic self-insert who. therapy? what is that. is it on Steam or Epic.

#video games are cheaper than therapy i know from experience #squirrel plays bg3 #oc: mara #watching my partner play his durge last night i had Thoughts #so far i'm thinking that this intense fear will be what initially draws my girl to Karlach #because karlach is so.... bright. and exuberant. and even chivalrous in her way #she's so LOUDLY good that her presence is louder than even the fear and... there is something really sweet about that #it'll be a bit of a change of pace for me to REALLY lean into playing a character who... isn't a protector in any way #someone who doesn't put their feelings last #not even out of pure obligation or self-preservation #but rather they are someone who NEEDS comfort and protection #and at the same time IS the danger itself yknow #(my default boys Arvid and Ray are sort of different flavors of a “kinght” archetype) #(the former is the “courage is overcoming fear”-type) #(the latter is the “fate's puppet; thrown at ever-increasing horrors until one finally kills him [and maybe he'll even welcome that]” type) #(Iona may be the most emotionally intelligent but she is in survival mode for a long time which complicates things) #(Petyr is selfish and kinda.... phlegmatic; performatively indifferent until he's yanked from it) #(but Mara will be... feeling ALL of her feelings. and I think Karlach will make her feel the closest to what she can think of as “normal”) #(there's perpetrator guilt. and shame. and fear. disgust at her own urges. intrusive thoughts and bodily reactions that disturb her.) #(i think she'll be pretty fascinating to play) #(holy tag novel dang)

[somethingsad]

Aqukana are so sweet nothing coded and HSJFKFKIFJF IN THIS ESSAY I WILL-

Ok so Kana loves Aqua as he is and really does not want anything in return from Aqua, she doesn't put him in a pedestal or idolizes him intensely. To her he's an idiot and an idiot that she has a crush on. She banters w him, calls him a gloomy narcissist, and asks him to tell her jokes. To Aqua, Kana is that window to normalcy that he has, he's just a teenager w her and he doesn't have to act or walk in eggshells w her. He shines a light on her darkest moments and she is his light. They can be who they are with each other, Kana doesn't have to hold her tongue, Aqua doesn't have to act around her. In fact when Aqua is asked by Kana if he hates her he answers "It's actually the opposite.." like sir who are you fooling🤨🤨

Edit:

Adding smth to this, Kana comes home to Aqua's sweet nothings. Aka Aqua would never demand perfection from Kana. Kana doesn't have to pressure herself to reach Aqua's expectations, she's perfect as she is.

#aqkn #aqukana #aquakana #onk #Spotify #i want to talk abt these two and I WILL #i can see why Aqua is so protective of Kana when she represents that one good thing that happened him and he doesn't want to lose that #well not “one” but Kana seems to be the only girl in the series that's not putting Aqua into some sort of pedestal #she wants her crush to notice her perfectly teen behavior #but she also sees her as just more than a romantic interest #she sees him as a precious friend #he's probably the first friend she's got in years of the industry #not only in one of the panels in the latest arc Kana is seen in Elementary school holding a script alone and not playing w the other kids #so it's safe to assume he's her first friend in a long time #and after losing him once I don't think she'll risk losing the friendship she got back WHICH IS SODJBDJDNDJD #GIVE ME THE FRIENDS TO LOVERS AKA #GIVE ME THE BANTER #THE TENSION #GIVE IT #oshi no ko #oshi no ko manga #oshi no ko manga spoilers

[guideaus]

i think its funny hgsn is introduced like there just one fucked up mountain the kids all avoid and are kinda scared of, but generally nothing else, but now u get these little moments where someone talks abt how theres an interest enough for some tourist youtubers to be all "yoooo im going to this fucked up place!!!!!!" and then dont come back. our normal town, except the atrocities that apparently are happening more and more and have happened before

#personal #hgsn spoilers #i guess them announcing theyre going is what gets them reported. as opposed to the casual tourist #yoshiki: theres nothing in this town #every other adult: well... x years ago this horrible thing happened #love the characters all opening the info dump w 'hey did you know?' like its fucking 999 zero escape #rie being the one here to infodump is kinda interesting tho lol. she says she'll protect them then tells them more #ig theyre already too into it? #also whoever made the post abt youtubers was right lol. yoshiki apparently just... didnt take it seriously? #youtuber in the normal way. not bc of our paranormal town or anything

[chewablepebbles]

One of my moms has a CAT that likes to rough house with me, which I readily obliged to in the beginning, but now she's starting to set traps using bait to get me down to biteable level and it's honestly impressive and very scary to me.

#she'll hide under the chair im sitting on and put out the crinkle fish which is one of their favorite toys #if i dont grab it right away she'll crinkle it ever so gently. so I'll reach down to get it and WHAM! shes got me #shell do this to my shoes too so i dont have a choice. #shes also like. protected by this huge cat that looks like a mob boss with a crooked tail. she terrifies me #jabberjos

[uppastthejelliclemoon]

thinking about human!au demeter who had been under the assumption that macavity was single when they spent the one night together.

how she woke up as he went into the bathroom, and took a peek at his wallet on the side table, and saw the picture of serafina and her kids.

how her heart dropped, and when she met serafina, she saw an exhausted kindred spirit, pregnant with a baby girl who would be the same age as her own daughter. how they clicked, like they were meant to be sisters, but just lost their way for a bit before finding each other.

how she was so ridiculously overjoyed when serafina moved into the neighborhood, being able to watch the budding romance blooming between her new sister and tugger and mistoffelees.

how she got to have another sister, for just a little while, and how serafina loved her and bombalurina like they were her blood, how skimbleshanks and jennyanydots loved serafina like she was their own.

how when she met her nieces and nephew, and saw athena's hair on sekhmet's head, athena's frown on ares' face, and little persephone, barely a few years old, and she realized who their father was, and when she read athena's letter, everything grew cold.

every feeling she had when she saw the picture of serafina and her children in macavity's wallet came back tenfold. the pain, the anger, the guilt, the absolute fury.

and when macavity came walking into the backyard on the day of the memorial, eyes full of self-pity and hands offering gifts, private things that belonged to her sisters that he had no right to hold onto, demeter felt nothing but hatred in her heart.

demeter hadn't known about serafina and athena, or their sweet little babies that she would one day come to love as her own.

but macavity had.

and demeter would never forgive that.

#just... demeter having the hardest time out of all the adults with accepting macavity #because she saw first hand what he was like while he was with them #and she has absolutely zero reason to trust him #and she still never comes to fully trust him fyi #demeter is SO protective over her nieces and nephews send tweet #she's a lioness ready to protect all her cubs #and she'll be damned if she lets macavity hurt any of her babies again #because after serafina and athena died #their babies became her babies #those are HER little girls and HER little boys #yes tugger and misto are their dads and they're their kids' entire world and their kids are theirs #but demeter is one of the only consistent female figures in their lives #esp sera's children bc they've known her since they were babies so #dem's their mother too #so demeter even getting a hint that they could be hurt? #she's ready to go feral #demeter #macavity #cats the musical #tuggoffelees family human au #serafina the tragic queen #i have a lot of feelings about the human au tn and lots of angst thoughts so send asks

[gaydri]

KOTOKO CAN GO TO SCHOOL WITH ME NOW

#adri being stupid #milgram #kotoko yuzuriha #Huge thanks to the one who got it for me (you know who you are) #screaming #she'll protect me from the annoying white boys I know it

[dirtytransmasc]

self indulgent got concept.

Ned brings Jon home, Cat hates the boy, everything stays the same... until Robert Baratheon is charging through the halls of Winterfell looking for the babe, ready to butcher the poor thing where he lay helpless in his cradle.

in a matter of moments Catelyn learns three things:

The babe was never a bastard, Ned had only lied to her to protect Jon, and that she would die before she let Robert lay a finger on the babe she'd previously wished death upon.

cue Catelyn Stark snatching Jon from his cradle, holding him, protecting him, loving him as she would her own son, risking it all to keep him safe, all care for herself thrown to the wind.

like they say, what a mother's love holds no bounds, and what it makes her capable of had no limits.

#listen listen listen #I just want Catelyn to love Jon Snow and I don't care what I ahve to do to make it happen #(plus the angst is delicious) #I was rewatching old kids movies and ended up watching ice age and idk why but the mom sacrificing herself for her babe gave me ideas #I just imagine young Cat holding onto the boy she hated and wished death on for being bastard (only to find out he wasn't one) as tightly- #as she could. knowing Robert and his men were coming. knowing they would slaughter the boy in front of her. knwoing she'd wished for this- #and deciding she'd give her own life to protect him if thats what it came to. #and in my mind she jumped from the window of the nursery knowing the halls will be filled with the kings men and leave little chance for- #escape. before fleeing on injured legs to hide the babe and herself knowing Robert would be right behind her. she's in agony. but she'll- #going for the babes sake. she won't stop until her heart is dead in her chest. even if it hurts to move and breath and think he keeps going #maybe she takes a horse and flees wintefell all together. maybe she hides somewhere in/around the castle. maybe Robert catches her? #if she runs with him she'd have nothing but the clothes on her back. she'd have to feed him and keep him warm. she'd have left her own son- #behind. the potential angst and hurt/comfort as Cat misses her own son and learns to love another. feeding him and keeping him warm from- #her own body while she's injured and lost and at the will of the elements of the strange new place she now considered calling home #idk I just think it'd be an interesting concept #there's something about a mother and her child being cornered by 'wolves' (in this case a stag). this has the added spice of Cat and Jon's- #dynamic. just earlier that day she could barely look at him and now she's willing to die for him. the change happened in seconds. #that was a lot of ranting in the tags. oops. anyway... #catelyn stark #jon snow #I love putting these two in harrowing. life altering. and/or traumatic situations so they can finally just be mother and son #I live for the angsty family feels #got #game of thrones #asoiaf

[philomelia]

brief hunger games verse notes... cassie was raised in the capitol until she was 14. her father was a district 3 man shipped out to help with the security of the games and her mother was a little tv psychic who capitalised on the capitol's love for a spectacle. in good favour with the officials, she convinced them to let her father stay in the capitol and eventually married him. when both her father and athena were arrested for smuggling food and resources to those in district 3, cassie's family had to flee the capitol to avoid being arrested with them. the four women underwent much hardship and trail in the forest around the districts, but they eventually were found by scouts from district 13 and brought back there. from there, cassie lives until she is 18, which is when katniss arrives.

#i think people would suspect cassie's mother of being a traitor and feeding information back to the capitol... #but to increase the tension... i think it'd be cleo who feeds information back bc her loyalties are still strong #and cassie eventually slaughters their mother to win coin's favour and reveals her mother to be a “traitor” when she never was one #one thing about cassie is that she'll commit matricide in 90% of her verses to protect her sisters

[luimagines]

You know, wouldn't it be disorienting to the links if they went into your android AU world & saw just a bunch of robot versions of themselves basically just being used as everyday tools & workers. Imagine having to buy stuff from YOURSELF who's acting oddly like u but just slightly different that it's giving uncanny valley vibes. imagine the colors getting separated & having to find each other but they just keep running into their robot counter parts or worse one of the links are left behind & the group accidentally picks up some random android version of them that looks exactly like them! The shenanigans that would happen from this!😭

This is a nightmare scenario I'd love to explore. XD

Even worse if we take the deviant route and the androids slowly become more human like the more they talk to them.

Imagine the Link that was left behind being creeped out but eventually accepting the fact that they're not the real version of his friends where as the group is trying to figure how to get their real friend back while the robot slowly become more and more like the one left behind as he humanizes more.

Then! During the reunion, there's a fight because there's still a danger that needs to be taken care of but like hell is the robot going back to being a slave when being with the group has been so enlightening.

They need to pick the right Link and it's getting drastic.

#pinky replies #android au #granted the solution for that is the master sword and see who Fi's not willing to attack because I doubt she'll attack what is literal- #metal and plastic while the other has the *literal* spirit that she's been sword to protect and cares for #so like.... it's an easy solution #but the ***DRAMA*** #SHOOT HIM HE'S FAKE #NO I'M REAL WE HAVE TO GET RID OF THIS ONE!!! #who's talking? it works both ways and that's why it'll be confusing. XD

[stellaeforged]

years after the trial, things had been quiet. but even then, talia was cautious; it was in her nature to be on the lookout, head turned over her shoulder constantly. it wasn’t as if she made a peaceful life for herself; she knew that choosing to testify against them was an invitation of their wrath. but even so ... even so, a part of her stupidly hoped that maybe, just maybe, she was wrong on this. that the org was torn apart from the inside out, that she would be able to look foward now. looking at it all, it was stupid of her to think it would die quietly, peacefully. it was still alive and well, thriving even, and it was sinking its claws into her. 

she had been walking home from her school once her last kid was picked up, a little later than normal. winter kept the sky dark, ominous, and she had been stubborn enough to take the same route home. she could have called thomas, even taken a cab. but for some reason, she didn’t think of it. her guard was down, and they had waited for that one in a million moment. she had noticed them when they first crossed the street onto her sidewalk, and soon enough they had caught up. there was a squeal of the car tires, and as one of them had lunged at her, she just remembered the car, the doors opening-- 

she wasn’t completely sure what had happened after that. 

they were young. young and with that same branding and probably in the same position she had been. eager to prove themselves, to keep their spot. she remembered that they had been nervous, that they were clumsy. that that was probably what kept her from getting shoved into the car. she can’t even think of how she thwarted it off. she just felt the aftermath of it all. the throbbing, the wetness, the -- shit. the wetness. her hand was red. no, no no no, that can’t be-- 

dark eyes snapped open, body immediately curling into itself and then recoiling in the agony. ‘-- where-- where am i--’ words spilled out of her as she fumbled to pull herself upright in the hospital bed, but the sight before her stopped her in her tracks. that sting at her eyes, her nose, the warmth in her face, the tears that began to dribble down her cheeks. she wasn’t sure whether it was relief or a different sort of horror clenching at her heart at that moment. ‘-- i’m so sorry, i’m -- i’m sorry, i didn’t -- i thought --’ but her voice gave out on her, her expression crumbling; she was too tired, too exhausted to hide her cries. ‘ i’m sorry ...’ // @heroexxs !! 

#natalia // thomas. #because i miss them but i also love the idea of the angst potential >:^)))) #her getting targetted YEARS after the trial #the one (1) time her guard is down they act on it; making an attempt to kidnap her but managing to beat her / wound her pretty badly #her being horrified with the fact that 1: they are still v much a threat to her and 2: that she'll never really escape that life #thomas getting a phone call bc she was found by some good samaritan and was rushed to the hospital :')) listen LISTEN THE ANGST #i just love some good ol' protective thomas over nat :'))

[ultramarine-spirit]

Is there a phrase that Athy has said that you like a lot? Or any other character? Is there a phrase that Athy has said that you like a lot? Or any other character? I personally think one of Athy's best lines was when he bowed to Claude on his birthday, it was really epic

That's a good choice! I'll keep this post about Athy, because I have too many favorite lines of hers. But overall, Lucas is probably the one who says the quotes I love the most. My favorites from the novel:

«Lucas, you brat... I'll kill you. Next time we meet, I'll really kill you!»

« I'm not yours, you are mine! »

« If this were a kid's story, everyone could have had their happy endings. No one would have been unfortunate or have any faults. In their perfect forms, everyone could have had their beautiful endings. »

Funny, romantic and thoughtful.

First one is funnier without context. Second one, everyone knows it, it's iconic, no explanations needed. Last one is from the final chapters. I think that line perfectly reflects the novel's philosophy, and it's a nice contrast with the manhwa's different take on the story. Neither is better than the other in my opinion, but rather, that contrast is what makes each other much more fascinating.

And as for the manhwa...

First, this classic (from both the novel and the manhwa). When you think about WMMAP, you think of this scene. Moving and heart-wrenching at the same time.

My absolute favorite quote... This felt like the one chapter where Athy finally exposed her heart to the reader. In volume 7's author notes, Spoon wrote about how she wanted Athy to learn that the love others gave her is not something to be gained or lost, and that she hoped Athy could in that way learn to love herself. That's it, that's Athy's whole character arc in a nutshell. Yeah I'm going to cry.

A simpler line but also a direct thematic continuation to the one shown above. The sequence leading to this is so impactful (I love the alliteration of people asking Athy her name. It's literal poetry, I'm not joking), and the scene that follows even more so...

Putting these scenes together really shows how much Athy grew over the course of the story, huh? From accepting she truly loved Claude but being willing to give that up, to confessing how afraid she was of losing her loved ones' affection, because it was the first time she held anything across three lifetimes, to finally realizing her true self and then being willing to sacrifice herself to protect those she loves.

Excuse me, I need to go cry for a bit...

#who made me a princess #i suddenly became a princess #suddenly became a princess one day #wmmap #sbapod #sbap #athanasia de alger obelia #athanasia #athy #wmmap novel #wmmap meta #my favorite lines from Lucas... where to even begin. In the novel. when he tells Athy she doesn't need to reciprocate anyone's feelings #'... But if somehow something were to happen to her... #I would be so enraged that I might kill everyone and set the entire obelian empire on fire. #I'd burn down everything until every living being on this land has turned to ash.' #'I shouldn't have shown her the sacred tree. But it's too late for regrets now. She won't... listen to me even if I try to stop her.' #'But why is that I can't bear the thought of losing someone now...? Did you feel this way too?' #'I still don't know how it feels to have a family. but I do know how lonely I would be if I weren't able to see that someone again.' #'... I understand why you didn't want to exist any longer.' #'It's still fine... I'm protecting her... so at the very least she'll be able to come back...' #'... You are the only person that I think of as someone I want to protect...' #Diana's: 'Though I couldn't raise you and hold you in my arms. Never once have I not loved you since the moment I felt your existence.' #'I love you my daughter Athanasia.' #'That's our child... I want to protect her even if something happens to me.' #Claude's: 'Don't be sick. I'll do anything for you. so please always stay healthy and happy...' #'I'm sorry Diana. Now I finally understand you.' #woah notice how most of these are about Athy or people loving Athy? I wonder what's up with that