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#the witch is finally burned omg
lollytea · 3 months
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Being extremely autistic about toh and the character arcs can lead to the finale bringing you a little bit of physical pain when things were not done the way you believed they SHOULD have been done.
"Omg puppets!!! Everybody are puppets!!!! And Odalia is one of the few witches left standing!!!! Surely this setting and circumstances will utilize Amity, considering her own history of feeling like her mother's own personal puppet. Surely she will have a personal connection to how this issue is resolved"
No <333
"Gus had a whole episode dedicated to how he's been burned by liars before and how it's effected him and made him doubt his own reality. One of the most significant things about Belos is that he lies. He's built everything on lies. He has lied to the world and he has lied to himself. And the show has already made a point to establish that Gus' has seen inside his mind. So obviously OBVIOUSLY there is going to be some confrontation between Belos and Gus, in which the latter uses truth as a weapon, forcing him to see things as they really are, forcing him to face what he's done. SURELY!! SURELY!! That's what all this Gus buildup is leading up to, right?"
No <333
Okay I guess I'll just go fuck myself.
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call-sign-shark · 11 months
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The public, and by public I mean me 😂, want a play date between Kaiser and Cyril 🐕🐕. Destroying Tommy's garden
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Omg I died at your request. This was such a fantastic idea, Flor! Hope you'll enjoy some dog chaos 😂 I can't stop giggling when thinking about the moment Tommy will see it...
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Summary: As you are waiting for Arthur in Tommy's garden, your afternoon takes an unexpected turn. In fact, Cyril and Kaiser decide to have a play date and it doesn't go well for the mansion's garden.
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Notes: This work is a part of Heaven in Your Eyes' universe, but you can obviously read it as a stand-alone.
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If there was one thing you hated about your husband, it was his brother Thomas Shelby. That was why you decided to wait outside, in the mansion’s gargantuan garden, rather than accompany Arthur inside. Following the whole prison incident, he had himself become more distant from Thomas, even though the love and loyalty he felt toward his little brother kept him from sinking into pure hatred. Arthur reluctantly left you alone for a while in this potentially hostile environment, only doing so because of the giant hundred pounds dog that watching over you. For sure, Arthur knew that Kaiser would maim and shred any fool who would try to hurt you — you were more than safe when the dog was around. 
Here you were, comfortably sitting on a bench surrounded by a dizzying range of colorful flowers whose delicate scent was carried away with the soft spring breeze. Reading Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland for the hundredth time, you felt yourself transported to Wonderland’s garden by the words that were printed on the paper. A relaxed sigh escaped from your plump and glossed lips as the gentle warmth of sun rays caressed your porcelain skin. You were devouring Lewis Carroll’s story when, all of sudden, the loud bark of Kaiser snatched you from your bubble. As a gargantuan Cane Corso, Kaiser’s growls and howls tended to be so booming and low-tone they would make everyone’s quiver, even when the beast just wanted to play.
“What is it, Kaiser?” You asked the dog, closing the book and gently scratching the huge brute behind his cropped ear. Standing at attention, his Hazel eyes were staring far away at the distance. You frowned and looked in his direction, searching for the source of his agitation, “Oh fuck —“ The word fell from your mouth before you could even realize it, for what was catching Kaiser’s attention was the large silhouette of a man in a hat, a huge English mastiff walking beside him.  It did not take more than a quick look to recognize the infamous Alfie Solomons. You remained silent, one of your hands firmly closing around Kaiser’s collar to keep him close. To be honest, you mentally crossed your fingers for Alfie Solomons not to notice you for you wanted nothing from him. Not even a greeting. 
“Oh! SHALOM MRS. SHELBY!” Alfie’s voice boomed in the distance. Mission failed — the king of Camden Town not only had noticed you but was now heading to you, supporting his weight with a walking stick. You have heard from the Shelbys that his sciatica had become worse over time — not that you cared though, “Shalom.” He repeated, his piercing blue eyes staring at your aquamarine irises with unsettling insistence as he waited for you to greet him.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Solomons.” You gritted through your teeth, unable to hide the gleam of resentment that was burning in your dark pupils. 
“Here I finally meet her, Arfah Shelby’s wife and dearest treasure! The angel who fell from Shamayim only to get dicked balls deep by a foul-mouthed, whiskey-drunk, and rabid Peaky Blinders. Not that I want to disrespect dear Arfah, what a scary lad he can be when he’s angry.” Alfie took off his hat when he talked, probably in the hope of showing a bit of respect. Or maybe not, it was always so difficult to probe his attentions and thoughts, even for a witch like you, “You made him a believer tho, and I can understand why now that I’ve met you.” 
You bit your inner cheek so hard the metallic taste of blood exploded on your tongue. In case you doubted it you were now certain: you hated him. You were so annoyed by his presence that you did not notice Cyril and Kaiser sniffing each other, tail wagging in contempt. 
“Now that we are here, I’d like to give you my most sincere apologies for attempting to murder your husband. It was nothing personal, just some business formalities but thanks God this whole quarrel is behind us now! But know that your lover is one hell of a fucking bastard hard to kill. And God knew I did my best to—“ 
“Listen Alfie, for the sake of your weird alliance with Tommy we’re going to forget this accident, especially because I was not there at that time. But know that your apologies are not accepted. Pretty sure Mrs. Rose Solomons would dig her nails in Arthur’s chest to rip his heart out if he had tried to kill you. Consider yourself lucky I don’t. Only out of sheer respect for Rosie.” 
In the background, Cyril and Kaiser had started playfully jumping at each other, tongues hanging and butts wiggling. Quite a different mood than the one between Alfie and you. The Cane Corso rolled on the ground, his four paws up in the air as the Mastiff sniffed his belly. They seemed to have a hell of a fun moment.
“Bloody hell, woman, Tommy was damn right when he said you were Satan in the shape of an Angel. You’ve got claws just like me woman—“ 
“Goodbye, Mr. Solomons.” You cut him off, “Come on Kaiser.”  You said, processing to leave the place but you stopped when you realized your huge guardian had not followed you, which was unusual taking into account how obedient he was. 
“Well, well, would you look at that Mrs. Shelby! Seems like good Cyril and your dog get along pretty well. So well they don’t want to part, ey. You know I’m more than delighted by this new friendship because Cyril tends to feel lonely these days. He had a very great friend at Camden but I shot his owner — sad, sad story.”
“No, Kaiseeeeer.” You muttered to yourself, as you saw the two massive beasts chasing each other and barking playfully, their beady eyes glistening with excitement. Among all the friends Kaiser could have made, he chose Cyril. Not that you had something against that good boy, but it ultimately meant you had to stay near Alfie Solomons the whole time the animals were having fun -- And God knew the man talked too much, too fast, and was hard to follow. To be true, having a discussion with Solomons would always guarantee the apparition of an unpleasant headache. At first, you thought about forcing Kaiser to go, but he looked so happy you had not the heart to deprive him of his new furry brother, “Alright,” You finally resigned. Arms crossed, a moody pout plastered on your adorable angel face, you came back next to Alfie and kept your gaze fixed upon the dogs.
You both stayed there for a little while and surprisingly enough Alfie did not bother you that much. In fact, he was too busy looking at Cyril with a genuine sparkle of love in his eyes — for sure he had a close bond with his dog, as close as the one you shared with yours. Silence hovered above your heads until Cyril and Kaiser, delighted by the mansion’s vastness, ran to the most magnificent part of the garden to wrestle in it. The two adorable but massive beasts rolled in the flowers, their strong bodies crushing all of them and their jaws snatching the other plants.  Alfie and you opened your eyes wide and turned toward each other at the very same time, as you both realized that the dogs were wrecking Tommy’s garden. But when your eyes met, surprise faded away and a devilish smirk dawned on your lips.
“Well — that’s problematic, innit?” Alfie said, sarcasm coating his words, “We should stop them.” 
“Should we, though?” You replied.
Alfie took a last glance at the dogs, who were now ruining the only part of the garden that had been spared from their destructive paws.
“Naaah,” Alfie concluded.  
You snorted in amusement and shifted your focus back to the animals as Alfie did, for you were both like dogs with two tails at the simple fact of bothering Thomas Shelby. They said vengeance was a dish best served cold, but the truth was, for once, vengeance was a dish best served with mud and crushed flowers.
"Fuck Tommy," You said.
"Yeah, fuck Tommy."
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✞ Any comment, review, reblog, or constructive criticism is welcome. Your reactions really motivate me and keep me alive, so please don't be shy. English is not my first language.
✞ Rose Solomons is @raincoffeeandfandoms ‘s OC
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cookierunauprompts · 3 months
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omg can you do the opposite of the one flustered jester idea? where the reader is the one flustered and let’s switch things up a bit by making reader a beast too she was also sealed cause well.. I mean girlbosses are always villains so, (reader is the weakest beast sadly, she’s weaker than sm) anyway so what if they’re ALREADY into eachother but they’re goddamn slow burn ass yk AGH and so bcz shadow milk knows she’s flustered and she can well flirt back but like bros already red so.. shadow milk has the upper hand here in terms of teasing / flirting YKYK sorry brain rot.. since this is a little more suggestive bcz well you’re flirting I believe that’s suggestive / a little spicy? hope this doesn’t break your rules I’m not quite sure if this counts as super bad.. if it is i swear it’s not intentional I LOVE YOUR WORK ❤️❤️
ohoho anon, you don't realize the power you've given me. Also, i may have changed it a bit to make Reader more of a Warden within the seal that... kinda sucks at her job at keeping the Beasts in the seal and detering them from escaping just to spite the witches. She's still a bit of a girlboss girlfail though.
Requested Prompts #42 - 💓
The five Beasts, five fallen heroes formerly revered now sealed away for their crimes against cookiekind. Everyone knows that Elder Faerie Cookie is the guardian of the seal, but what about the Warden? Yes, the warden of the seal. The Cookie placed within it by the witches to be the equivalent of a squeaky toy for ensure that the beasts stay within the seal from the inside. And, to put things rather simply... you didn't like your job. In fact, you hated the fact that the witches decided that you were apparently fit for the job. So, instead of doing your job, you got to know the beasts instead. Hell, you may have even caught feelings for one of them. And now, with all this information in mind, it brings us to now. " Oh little warden~" You could hear the beast of deceit purr, causing you to stop yourself in your tracks to look over at the (currently) contained beast. You noticed that he'd shrunken down to be around your height, though not small enough to slip through the bars like you could. " Seems you finally decided to pay me a visit again! I was getting so bored trying to entertain myself!" He reached through the bars of his prison, beckoning you inside. You, of course, obliged in his request. " Well, I have duties to attend to within the seal. If the Witches knew I was slacking off then they'd crumble me for sure." You said to yourself with a chuckle, as if the witches would even bother to care after basically abandoning you here all those years ago. " Oh hush, you and I both know very well that they can't possibly know what goes on in here. You can blame it on that Foolish King if something ever happens." Shadow Milk Cookie hummed, holding your face in his hands. " Besides, who would believe a Fool King like him? Nobody, and I mean nobody, knows just what happens here, little warden." There it is again, there's a certain lit to his voice that seemed to worm it's way into your heart to make it beat faster. You couldn't exactly tell if he was actually flirting with you or not, but there was a certain quality to it that tipped your thoughts towards the more flirty side of things. " Still," You begin, looking away to prevent yourself from staring into his gaze. " It's the only thing I can really do here, y'know?" Your reasoning seems to go in one of the beast's ears and our the other, even though neither of your technically have ears. " Hm... but you could be having a little bit of... fun with your favorite trickster, hm?" He suggested, and that may have been what broke your composure the slightest bit, letting the slightest hint of red creep onto your face. You certainly didn't trust that 'fun' meant exactly what you thought, it was probably another one of his petty puppet shows and he was doing all of this to rile you up and get a reaction out of you. " And what exactly do you mean by... 'fun'?" you question him, your composure breaking further as he let out a low chuckle. " Oh little warden... You're so cute whenever you act so clueless." He purred in this new, low voice of his. Since when could he do this? You knew he was an actor but what???? the fuck??? You could see that he was getting bigger as well, more or less of a good sign. " ... It makes me want to just gobble you up~" hoo boy, hoo fucking boy. You could feel the back of one of his claws rest at your leg. " Starting from your toes all the way to your itty bitty silly little head~ I wonder just what you'd taste like...? I could probably just eat you up in one bite~!" He purred, you could see his tongue poke out from between his lips, licking them in a rather teasing manner that got your heart working overtime. You couldn't tell if it was beating so fast out of fear or embarrassment because maybe this actually flustered you a lot and- by the witches he was fucking huge now. Holy fuck he could probably actually do it. He leaned down close, his wide grin inches away from your face.
" Oh you're oh so teeny tiny... i really could just eat you up in one bite~" He hummed as his hand wrapped around your body. You were pretty sure that your brain is going to short-circuit soon just from the way he's looking at you.
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this may be the spiciest thing i've ever written, what the heck.i only stopped here cause I couldn't write any more without getting too embarrassed.
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pasta-in-the-pudding · 6 months
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Heyy , i'm back🤭
Alright, getting to the point.
How would it be like Jeff and E.J. when I find out their y/n is a witch?
Oooh a witch! As a green "witch" myself i finally have a fic i can base off my own experiences 😈
Thank you so much for requesting!!
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Jeff the killer
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He's kind of disrespectful with it tbh
Hes such a little shit omg
"Jeff! That moon water was supposed to last me the whole month!"
"I was thirsty, shit"
Well, at least he's cleansed now
He likes looking at your crystals
He especially likes the natural ores, like the big amethysts or flourite shards
His favorite is obsidian
He asks to help with your spells and rituals constantly
He's more into the whole blood sacrifice, baneful magic shit, so if that's not your practice, He's not as into it but he'll still be interested
If you ever wanna do something involving him, he'll most likely say yes
He'll let you cleanse him, He'll help you with gathering materials, etc
But he absolutely will not meditate with you
His adhd having ass will not be able to focus for that long
Sometimes you have to bullshit him a bit
For example, if he comes home super angry at another one of the creeps;lets say he's angry at Tim
He'll be super angry at tim and he'll ask you to curse Tim
Which you obviously cant do
And so you make up a silly spell, that satisfies Jeff's need for a curse, but doesn't actually do anything to tim
Also, don't keep any of your magical shit in his room because i promise you, it will get ruined
Eyeless Jack
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He finds your practice interesting
Most of the time he simply lays back and watches you do your thing, silently taking mental notes here and there
He'd also be happy to buy you more supplies
More candles, more herbs, more crystals, all of it
He will buy all of it
He personally wouldn't want to take part in any of your practices though
It just kind of makes him uncomfy
He just likes looking
However, he does enjoy the scientific parts of it
Like how humans are 70% water, and since the moon controls the tides he understands the fact that people believe in moon phases affecting them
Or how crystals are proven to vibrate at different frequncies, giving them all different properties
He likes geeking out with those scientific thoughts
And he will hapilly rant about it with you till the sun comes up
He would also probably like to look in your books and journals, just to see what he can learn from them
He is a very naturally skeptical person, so expect him to occassionally point out things he thinks are stupid or wrong
But other than that he will enjoy reading through your notes and books
Insence makes him sneeze so be weary of that
And anything burning in general
He's got a very sensetive nose
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merakiui · 2 years
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Oh god, The Leech twins railing darling in church and getting caught by Rollo is not something I thought I'd be thinking this morning-- *sweats*
Okay but now that you're giving me these Rollo thoughts (TW: religious guilt-tripping, verbal abuse, torture (starvation, whipping, burning, etc.)) yea okay now imagine that Rollo finally gets to isolate darling from the world, and now he's dead-set on "correcting their ways". He'd start with whatever is the equivalent of Bible lessons in Twisted Wonderland, having them recite those Bible passages then guilt-tripping them for their whorish (that only goes on in his head, while in reality they never did (except if u count the times they involuntarily became the twin's plaything)) behaviors. I just know this man would be a pro in guilt-tripping, shaming darling in the most eloquent way as possible until darling themselves actually believes they're the one in the wrong. And even when they did do good, his praises only go with something along the lines of "this is still the baseline of basic decency, you'd do well not to forget it". Disobedience could lead to punishments such as not giving darling their meals and leaving them without food or water for days (and no, even if he did give them food in the first place, they'd still sit lower than him on the table or on the floor, take your pick). He wouldn't hesitate to even use drastic measures like whipping them or even as drastic as burning them with candle wax (I'm also thinking of him branding them with the devil's insignia just to accentuate his words of darling being the devil's spawn or somethin--).
Anyway yea, I rewatched the Hunchback of Notredame recently and have been playing Hellfire on loop so seeing that ask really opens the gate that floods my thoughts sdjksdkdslsdkl-- I still am curious about the leech twin railing darling in church tho, cause I once saw an art of Religion AU with Devil Floyd and Priest Jade just railing the fuck out Nun Darling lol
-heyyy 11
Omg yes!!! OTL I once saw a fanart of priest Azul with angel Floyd and demon Jade and...yes. <3 there was also this one where the twins were incubi. But priest Jade?!??!! OOOOOHHH!!! he would be the most corrupt priest...
The idea of a nun!darling working alongside priest!Rollo, only to be slowly, methodically corrupted by two demon twins is very good. And it's even better if they mark you and Rollo finds out. >:) Poor nun!darling tries so hard to stay pure and unaffected by temptation, praying each and every night and day, visiting Rollo for blessings, going to the confessional, but nothing ever seems to work. You've even tried warding them off with holy water and other blessed objects. Yet, despite everything, they still persist.
Aaa your thoughts are so good! Rollo would be so cruel and it's all to uphold his beliefs and the idea that he's pure, not at all tempted by you, and that you're the filthy one. I also like to imagine some of his punishments are quite medieval in nature. Rollo makes you wear a scold's bridle if he suspects you've been lying to him about all of the salacious deeds you most certainly did behind his back when he was kind enough to allow you a modicum of freedom. He tells you you ought to feel lucky that they no longer burn witches at the stake, for if the time period was different you'd find yourself engulfed in flames for such sinful witchcraft. He seems so delusional when he clings to his beliefs in this manner, and you suspect he genuinely believes that this is the right course of action.
I like to imagine that if you made a pact/contract with a demon of any type he would want to carve the contract stamp from your skin, even if such a thing can't be removed by mortal hands. He definitely forces isolation upon you as a punishment. You're put in a small, cold, cramped room with hardly any light, the window is blocked with thick iron bars, and you aren't permitted freedom until he thinks you've learned your lesson. Sitting there in the dark, alone with your thoughts, is bound to fray your sanity if the punishment is given to you enough times. And you might even find yourself accepting what little 'love' Rollo has for you at the end of it, if only to stop this torturous abuse and placate him, hoping to prove to him that you're pure and cleansed.
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lilscottishlesbian · 4 months
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Diabolik Lovers|| Cannibalistic Love
Part One
TW: Death , mention of drugs , big surprise but cannibalism
Omg , the beginning of Lillian’s STORY?! I actually did it?
Death of a loved one|| Lillian A.
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“KEEP RUNNING LILLIAN!” My mother screamed, I did what she asked but the burning silver in my side made it hard. Why are the vampires in werewolf territory? This isn’t their place. If I wasn’t stabbed with silver I could’ve shifted into a wolf , much faster than a vampire in that form.
I ran and ran until everything went painfully silent. I looked around and I felt worry when I realised that I’m alone. Where’s mother? Oh no. I ran back , it’s dumb I know but I can’t just leave her with them, she would’ve done the same for me. As I ran back I caught caught a strong smell of wolf blood which worried me and enticed me but I shook off the thirst.
“Mother?! Mother where are…” I stopped in my tracks when I saw the same crowd of vampires that attacked us. They’re eating her. They’re all crowding around her and eating her like animals. They don’t even see me , they’re just too busy sinking their filthy fangs into her.
I stood there, hearing the sounds of blood, squishy organs and the sound of rubber snapping even though it’s mothers flesh.
I didn’t scream nor cry but I wanted to throw up. While they devour my mother the wound in my side started hurting again. Badly. The adrenaline rush must have died with her too. The pain took over and my legs gave in, I’m on the ground. I can’t move.
I’m next.
They’re going to eat me too.
I thought I died before waken up to a bright light. “M-mother?….mother?….” My voice sounded dry , whatever I witnessed must be one of my sick nightmares. The softness I felt on my back told me I was on a bed, not my bed though.
Then I seen his face, Silas. My father.
“Oh sweetie, I’m sorry but mother is gone” The crushing reality that it wasn’t a nightmare brought me to tears. I watched her die and I did nothing.
Im for sure I’m the hospital in the demon world, not sure who found me. I’ve been giving painkillers or just some strong drugs because I can barely move due to dizziness. Atleast the pain in my side is gone.But so is my mother. The only person, ever , who was on my side is dead and gone and there is no one else to blame but me for leaving her and then just watch her die.
I’m stuck with him now. I’m stuck with Silas , the fucker who gave me the vampire side I hate so much. Mother didn’t want me forcefully marry into royalty , she wanted my freedom. She wanted my happiness. My mother cared about how I felt. Silas only cares about himself and his own gains.
“Just go back to sleep Lillian, you’ve already endured enough I think” Silas couldn’t care less, probably fed up of me. You fucking think Silas? I was nearly killed by my other half’s who don’t even see the vampire side and I watched them cannibalise my mother and you think I’ve endured enough? I wish those vampires ate me now.
“They ate my mother ,father…they a-ate her” my voice was weak but the pain and anger was very there. Silas sighed “Yes well your mother did have a habit of eating vampires, maybe they wanted revenge” The witches wanted revenge for their sister that got kidnapped by vampires for their blood. Yet they’re viewed as the bad guys.
“T-they stabbed me with silver…father.” If I wasn’t drugged up I would be screaming at him. How can he be so calm about his wife, the mother of his daughter be murdered and his daughter possibly died?
“That shouldn’t have happened…” Silas mumbled and walked over to my bed side , he slowly stroked my hair. I hate when he does that. “It’s unfortunate you had to witness her death” finally he recognised something that isn’t about himself.
“What…what will happen now?” I’m curious about my fate now that mother is dead. She can’t stop Silas from doing anything. I don’t see myself lasting long without my mother, she was all I had.
“Sleep now Lillian, you’ll need to rest before I tell you anything” The nausea has been made worse with that.
What’s going to be happen to me now?
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uhohwhathaveidone · 1 year
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do a male gryffindor but its not enemies to lovers sebastian straight up kills him no remorse
That's so mean of you omg why would you even suggest that?
Without Hesitation (S.S)
We are: Unhinged. Feeling: Great. When the Best friend asks for something, we provide. You're dead, Solomon is dead, Sebatian is going crazy. Is this Dark!Sebastian? Maybe! Do I regret anything? No. AO3 says "Dead Dove, do not eat." You know what's happening.
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      Sebastian ran ahead with the artifact in his hand, calling for you to follow. Your hands shook as your thoughts spun, the image of Solomon’s dead stare haunting you for the rest of your life. Did it have to end the way it did? Surely if you had been given the chance to speak with Solomon, you would have been able to stop everything that happened; stopped Sebastian from using the Killing Curse on his own uncle. You furrowed your brows as you tried to keep air in your lungs, glancing forward to Sebastian, who remained silent as he trudged up the hill. It was the only way, right? You thought to yourself, trying to rationalize the use of an Unforgivable. Would Solomon kill Sebastian? He only threatened to report him to the headmaster and take the relic, never once mentioning the idea that he would kill Sebastian. Wouldn’t Sebastian die in Azkaban though?  Have his soul sucked out of him slowly and painfully, doomed to die in a stone cell surrounded by crazed witches and wizards? You bit your lip as you watch Sebastian stand still atop the hill, sucking in a breath as you ran the final stretch to reach his side. This wouldn’t have happened, you thought, if the two of you listened to Ominis when he said to not meddle with the Dark Arts. That was why Solomon threatened Sebastian, after all. You had followed Sebastian all this way, stood with him and observed him as he collected more spells, for Anne. This was still for Anne, right?
      “Sebastian.” You breathed, trying to catch your breath as you knelt down, your whole body vibrating from adrenaline. “I had to do it; you know that.” You shook your head, unable to speak as your chest burned with each breath. “He would have killed us! He didn’t want me to help Anne, not like you.” Sebastian spoke, his voice dark as he breathed heavily, looking over to the ruins you had fled from. You tried to calm your racing heart as you looked up from your spot on the ground, watching Sebastian as he watched the area, void of all emotion. “He didn’t want to kill you, Sebastian.” You breathed, a slight wheeze sounding as you held a stitch in your side. “Didn’t want to kill me? He was going to have me sent to Azkaban!” He shouted, wand still in hand as he brought it to his head. “It’s the same thing, don’t you realize? He hated me, hated that I had found the power to actually help Anne.” You slowly stood, your worried gaze falling on the boy in front of you as you tried to move towards him. “This…power, it’s wrong. I know you want to help your sister, but the Dark Arts are harmful, there’s no way something like that would be able to help someone!” You tried to reason, hoping that Sebastian was still able to realize that.
      “You? You want to side with Ominis on this? Get me arrested and sent away, leaving Anne alone with no cure?” Sebastian snapped, his eyes seemingly growing darker as he stared. You shook your head, raising your hands. “No! I just…there must be another way. A way that doesn’t end up with more people dead.” Sebastian scoffed, a crude smile tugging at his lips. “And I thought Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.” “What?” “You’re stuck with this, you know! You learned with me. You’re no better than I am!” Your eyes widened, your grip on your wand tightening as you felt a new wave of stress wash over you. “I didn’t kill anyone, Sebastian! I’m not asking you to stop trying to help Anne, I’m just asking you to reconsider the way you try.” Sebastian laughed as he began to pace around, angry glares reaching your eyes each time he passed you. “This is the only way. Everything I tried failed, but this? This is the key!” He spoke as he held the relic in his hand, his face switching to a relieved joy as he gazed into it. You dropped your wand, hands raised as you slowly stepped closer. “That relic is not the only thing that can help. You know that, right?” Like the blink of an eye Sebastian’s face changed, his brows furrowed once more as he frowned. “You’re not thinking about…taking this away? After all we went through, and you want to take this from me?” “That’s not what I’m suggesting!” “I killed him for this! I can’t take that back!” You stood your ground, watching Sebastian as you pleaded with him. How far was Sebastian willing to go?
      Betrayal. The feeling of betrayal filled Sebastian as he stared at the boy in front of him. The same boy that stood by his side as he searched for a way to help his sister, who learned dark spells with him, not caring until now. He stood before Sebastian with an apologetic look, unarmed, yet asking for the impossible. He didn’t want to help Anne. He only wanted someone to teach him those spells; he used Sebastian. “You’re a real piece of work, you know?” Sebastian said, raising his wand as he pointed it at the Gryffindor. “You’re just like everyone else! You used me, and now that I’m stronger, you want to get rid of me!” “That’s not what I’m doing, Sebastian!” “Liar! It’s written all over your face!” He watched as the boy stood his ground, not picking up his own wand. “I won’t fight you, Sebastian!” He shouted. He thought he could take Sebastian without a wand; thought he was so strong that his spells wouldn’t even leave a mark. A threat. Sebastian gritted his teeth as his mind spun, his blood seemingly boiling in his veins as he looked at him. “You don’t have a choice.”
      A wave of stones and twigs were flung past Sebastian, hitting the boy in front of him as he sent more flying. Sebastian was caught up in the feelings of anger and betrayal as he sent sharp stones hurdling towards the defenseless Gryffindor, his cries of pain echoing as he shielded his face. “Pick up your wand!” Sebastian shouted, his breathing uneven as he watched, scowling as his companion shook his head. “You can still stop this, Sebastian!” A taunt: he still thought he was in control. “Be the brave Gryffindor everyone says you are and pick up your wand!” “No!” Without another moment of hesitation, Sebastian shouted, casting Crucio and watching as he dropped, screams of pain reaching his ears as he slowly made his way over.
      Your body ached as tears pricked your eyes, your vision blurry as the pain surged through you. You bloody hands shook as they laid pressed against the ground, the feeling of tears finally rolling down your cheeks as they collected the blood that covered your face dripping form you chin onto your hands. “Sebastian, please!” You croaked, your throat burning. Sebastian looked down at you, his eyes holding no emotion for a moment as your body shook, the curse still in effect. “Sebastian, I just…don’t- I don’t want you- to go down a dark path.” You breathed, trying to keep your head up to look at the boy in front of you. For a moment, you thought you saw tears in his eyes, a hope swelled in your chest that maybe, he realized what he was doing. “You’re not a bad person…you’re just not- not thinking straight.”
      Sebastian looked down at the boy as he blinked away the tears that welled in his eyes, his hands shaking as his grip on his wand tightened. “I’m thinking perfectly fine.” He sneered, pointing his wand into the boy's face. “And I think…it’s time to say goodbye.” He watched the boy’s eyes widen as he raised a hand, desperate to get through to Sebastian. A final attempt to stop him. Sebastian took a quick breath, staring into the boy's eyes for a moment before waving his wand. He stood over the body of what once was one of his closest friends; before he thought to betray Sebastian. His eyes were open still, like Solomon’s, pain the last thing they ever conveyed. “I know what I’m doing. I won’t let anyone stop me, not even you.” Sebastian whispered, taking a final glance at the bloody and bruised body, sighing as he turned and left.
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thedeal-if · 11 months
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Aaah the Dante drabble....
But... but... sorry, I HAVE to!
Soo...
This:
"He eyes the bouquet like it has personally offended him—knowing him, it has. Dante holds his hands out, you hand it to him almost on autopilot. The Aeshma takes a step back, and you watch as he sets the flowers ablaze with the palms of his hands. That’s the moment the stranger decides to run."
Well... but what if MC proceeds to be upset at him (in a sad - not angry - way), because these were such pretty flowers, and since they were already cut it is only right to at least care for them and allow them to live as long as possible before they wilt, instead of burning them like that. Aka, the MC is a sweetheart golden retriever type of person who genuinely feels upset about the flower burning.
OMG THIS 😭 I totally see it, poor MC... I'd say Dante's wrath would be hard to deal with even when it's hardly directed at them. He has an interesting internal monologue when that anger disappears so I present to you babygirl's pov post-Flower Incident✨
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The stranger runs away. And Dante has no appropriate place to wipe the ashes on his hands, they dangle awkwardly for a few seconds, and then he dusts them off in his pants, staining the black leather with the grey remains of his jealous rage. It’s almost as if nothing happened in the first place: the stranger is gone and what remains of the bouquet...
Is going to be a bitch to clean.
Dante mutters his go-to curses—they roll off his tongue easily enough, as Italian often does. His shoulders relax with a final painful ache, the shadow clouding his judgement lifts. To Dante, the clarity often feels like dipping his head in cold water after a heatstroke.
His pants may be ruined, Dante sulks quietly. At least the flower-giving dickhead got the hint and ran away. The Aeshma tilts his head in your direction, he sees your frown, your eyes so full of disappointment—
Oh, shit. Dante fucked up. Again. The demon’s throat tightens.
“(Name)?”
“Let’s just go home, okay?” you sigh, and Dante much prefers the fire of your justified rage, it’s something he can match and return. But you’re not terrible like him, you’re not a mess. You’re beautiful and bright, like the sun, but in a good way. In the best way. You don’t sunburn, you are the rays that sunflowers chase greedily.
Dante hates the aftermath, the consequences of his own rage. He hates making you sad.
“(Name),” Dante whines helplessly “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
Though you force a smile, it’s not sincere and it only makes the Aeshma feel worse. Dante wants to touch you, to hug you, he almost does—but the image of you recoiling roots him to the spot.
“It’s— It’s just some stupid flowers,” you frown at his words, he fucked up again. Again. Dante feels like he’s been kicked “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I don’t understand.”
Dante has no idea what you’re thinking about when you tighten your lips, pupils fluttering up and to the sides, he’s too busy watching all your little ticks. It makes noticing your more sincere smile much easier, and it’s only when you brandish it in his direction that Dante feels the tightness in his chest relax.
You explain, you always do, you’re patient and wonderful like that.
“Flowers are alive like you and I. It’s— It’s such a waste not to let them live, Dante,” you breathe “I know you can’t control Wrath. I’m not mad, either, but...”
“I’ll be careful,” Dante promises even though he’s not really sure it’s an oath he can keep “I’ll, uh, I’ll say sorry to the witch.”
Villanelle would probably be furious in your stead if she learnt what happened—to you and to the flowers.
At least that idea makes you laugh. Dante cracks his knuckles to relieve the tension.
“I forgive you,” you conclude sweetly, you reach out confidently, weave your fingers together with his own “Don’t do that again, okay?”
Your skin has always been cold to Dante. The change is refreshing.
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joannaofarkham · 5 months
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What are your current fic projects?? Brainrot with us pls
hello! sorry i've only answered this now. the weekend has been really hectic for me personally but, omg, i can't wait to share ya'll my fic projects and wips! so here's a list of the ones i have barely started and a briefer. we can brainrot together in any! 1. the blood that binds us: this is the gangs of new york au. if you've watched it, great! you know where this is going. but if not, it's alright. to put it simply, eren here is back in his hometown 10 years after the bloodiest gang war that caused his father's death and his childhood. he then meets/reunites with his childhood best friend, armin, and the girl of his dreams, mikasa, and the stakes got even more personal when he discovered how deeply entangled these important people are with the murderer. 2. untitled downton abbey au: so, this fic i really want to write as soon as possible. for this, lady mikasa is set to be the heiress of the ackerman-azumabito estate and wealth after levi elopes with his lover, mr. smith. law states that the inheritance should be passed to the next male of kin, so she has to marry and produce a male heir. enter the jaeger family and their youngest bachelor son, eren. he's not bound to inherit the title of being a marquis, so hearing an heiress in need of a husband is a very good prospect for him for a couple of reasons: he gets to be an earl...and the marquis and marchioness finally has a way to cut their son's feelings for his brother's wife :') this is going to be really angsty in the most passive-aggressive form hehehehee 3. ramblings of a man: or the gothic/macabre fic wherein eren is a writer and coping on his lover's death to the point of severe delusion (he thinks he can bring her back to life by writing and rewriting the events of her death, so long as he has her body with him). i posted the prologue here before so you can check it out! 4. paranormal/witch au: so to sum this one up, mikasa's great-great-great-great grandmother curses her lover while the people burn her for being a witch. the lover is eren's great-great-great-great grandfather. mikasa doesn't know of the curse, of course, and she goes on a trip to where her ancestors where supposed to live before and eren lives there all his life. this one, i'm thinking of writing in a found footage way so i still have to figure it out how.
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thebestofoneshots · 5 months
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listen i know i’m late but i needed time to read this and process because i knew it was gonna be big AND I WAS RIGHT OMG THIS CHAPTER WAS AHHHHH
ok i’m sorry this is gonna be long full analysis mode.
first of all when reader was reading and remus shows up i would have thrown the book in a panic. she’s better than me coming up with lies out of thin air!!
but also the story about sirius eating a moonflower sounds so cannon to me like he would eat random wildlife and not think about the consequences!!
i screamed when remus sent the note to alice like PLEASE WE ARE RIGHT HERE!!! LET ME LOVE YOU!!! LET SIRIUS LOVE YOU!!! LET US TAKE CARE OF YOU!!! like how do i show you i could treat you better??? ALEXA PLAY TREAT YOU BETTER BY SHAWN MENDES!!!
when i tell i audibly went “oh my god bro WHO INVITED YOU?!?!?” when evan, barty, and snape appeared like how can someone be so entitled??? and the way they were treating reader??? it pissed me off she couldn’t defend herself like shawty needs a gun at this point 🙄 give them a good old american welcome
but when they mentioned the bow???? omg???? I LOVE HOW MY POOKIE WENT THE EXTRA LENGTH TO. PROTECT US AND IT JUST MAKES IT SO MUCH MORE SPECIAL WHEN. SHE GAVE IT TO READER AND THW WHOLE KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR JOKE LIKE ANDENJSNSKS
leading to the shrieking shack the way barty talks just makes me mad for some reason like idk he’s just so annoying but besides that the way reader didn’t just give up and actually fought to try and get out? i love her and how smart she is like finding a iron poker and trying to open the door and then using the silencing spell to her advantage to be quiet when she was sneaking around to the room and using it as a weapon??? what a clever fox!!!
SPEAKING OF THE ROOM SHE BURST OPEN!! REMUS!!! my boy being so concerned about reader he doesn’t even question why she’s here just trying to make sure she’s ok ☹️ he’s everything! the “ Remus was completely focused on you, he wanted, no, he needed to comfort you.” destroyed me. like his need to comfort reader??? are you kidding me??? sobbing.
AND REMUS FOUND OUT READER KNOWS!!!! OMG FINALLY!!! remus just going “i wanted to tell you” like babe you don’t owe us NOTHING!!!! you don’t need to tell us anything you don’t want to???
but remus asking reader if she knew any defensive spells and reader going you mean MURDER SPELLS?!?!? hell nah i burned that shit. and remus being upset like you need to defend yourself and readers little “if it comes down to me vs you i’m picking you” THROWING MYSELF OFF THE ASTRONOMY TOWER OMG!!!!
ok but can we talk about the “Don’t be so fucking stubborn and bomb the shit out of me.” and reader using that to remember a spell??? how smart is she???? like and the way she was so quick with it too and immediately put up a protective spell over her and remus??? AND THE WAND!!! LETS TALK ABOUT THE WAND LETTING READER USE IT!!!! we all know the whole the witch/wizard doesn’t choose the wand the wand chooses the witch/wizard and how picky the wands can be AND YET REMUS’ WAND LET READER USE IT AS IF IT WERE HER OWN?!?!? I LOVED THAT DETAIL SO MUCH!!!
but back to reader and remus i gasped so loud when reader realized this was exactly like her dreams LIKE NOOOOO!!! but i loved how she used the nightmare to her advantage and used it as a guide almost? AND WHEN SHE USED THE WHOMPING WILLOW AGAINST REMUS!!! (or rather moony) I CANT SAY THIS ENOUGH SHES SO CLEVER AND SMART AND QUICK!!! (ahem ahem 🦊)
when reader ran to the woods instead of the castle my thoughts were “well maybe now she can find the moonflower!” and then it mentions her finding the moonflower and all i can think about is “PROPHET PROPHET!!! IM A PROPHET!!!!” 😭
also the bones of the fox??? and moony just appearing out of no where??? that’s literally horrific. but when she was trying to reason with remus but used moony instead and HE LISTENED!!! THAT WAS SO SMART!!! LIKE I LOVE HOW YOU MADE REMUS AND MOONY TWO DIFFERENT BEINGS!!! AND THE WAY IT SEEMED LIKE MOONY WAS ACTUALLY PAYING ATTENTION AND LISTENING TO READER?!?!? IT WAS SUCH A COOL MOMENT!!! AND I WANT MORE OF THEM INTERACTING!!! because now i’m wondering if the reason why people couldn’t reason with werewolf’s wasn’t because the wizard/ witch couldn’t reason with them but because they’re literally gone and it’s a whole different being that has different relationships and a different personality! which is why moony didn’t want to attack prongs, wormtail, and padfoot! BECAUSE THOSE ARE MOONYS FRIENDS!!!! like how james, peter, and sirius are remus’ friends!!!!! OMG SO MANY THOUGHTS AND I KNOW THEY DONT MAKE SENSE BUT HEAR ME OUT ITS ALMOST OVER!!!
i was so upset when sirius showed up like i wanted to see more of reader and moony see if she could actually convince him to leave her alone but i get it from sirius pov he thought there was no reasoning all he wanted to do was protect reader and the way reader wanted to protect “fang”??? she’s a sweetheart
can we bring up how fucking smart reader is again??? like she keeps on putting everything together so fast it’s scary! the way she realized the animals around her were sirius, james, and peter??? and the way she was just so proud of her friends for becoming an animagus! BUT THE WHOLE “ Finally, you smiled, recalling one last trick you had under your sleeve.” I KNEW IT!!! I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT AND I CANT WAIT TO SEE IT PLAY OUT!!! IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT SINCE I BROUGHT UP THE THEROY IN THE EARLIER CHAPTERS!!!! AND ITS FINALLY COMING AND THE CLIFFHANGER HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD!!! I NEED MORE!!!
lord….i’m sorry for how long this is i’ll cut it off here it was an amazing chapter and i can’t wait for more
OK IM GONE!!!
Your theories never fail to amaze me, darling! I freaking love reading them so much! The longer they are and the more I read the more I realize all the tiny little details I've placed in the story are so worth it because my sweet Sherlock Holmes level of detail readers are just the absolute smartest ever?!
Like you're calling reader so smart but you had a theory about what's gonna happen next like 7 weeks ago? You're just as equally clever my little fox! And I would def give you the prophet title too.
And then you see so many things that make writing so worth it, I swear I LOVE THIS!
I love you guys so much, Wednesday is coming sooner than ever, so you will not be hanging off that cliff for so much more.
Read Gilded Constellations Here
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spoonsilverwire · 6 months
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…something with prester virgil?
OMG YESSSS A WITCH HUNTER ASK YESSSS
🔥WITCH HUNTER X READER🔥
You were nervous. You were very nervous. Ever since you got under Prester’s titanium-like shell, you two have been friends. But you just didn’t expect to have a crush on him. After thinking about your feelings, you decided you wanted to tell him.
That’s where the problems usually make themselves known. Prester was a very uptight and strict cog. Hell, it took forever for him to consider you two friends, but lovers? You’re nerves were shot.
Making your way up his tower was stress inducing. It felt as if you were fighting him for the first time again.
“Ah Yes, There you are. I was beginning to think you abandoned me with our usual conversations. Do not be tardy again. I will not be kind next time.” Prester looked back at you and the turned back, looking over the edge.
“S-Sorry, Prester. I was just thinking about something.” You responded, taking a seat next to him?
“Ah? Based on your sullen tone, and your jittery stature. There must be tomfoolery happening. What is the issue? I will inquire about it later if I’m so inclined-“ He was going to ramble but you stopped him.
“Prester, can i tell you something? It’s important.” You asked him. Nervous, silently twiddling your thumbs.
“Oh? On with it.” His burning gaze inflamed your very soul.
“Prester, I…I think I like you? Like in a…I love you, kind of way- Is that bad? Should I have not told you this or-“ His ‘Tsk’ noise made your blood run cold.
“Foolish Toon. Why must you worry yourself so? About your feelings towards me? Romantic nonetheless. Have you considered an old cog such as myself could not possibly return these emotions? Toon,” He turns to you. “You have fallen in my favor. Unlike others, I’d like to be seen with you. I enjoy your presence..What I’m trying to say is, I favor you more than I favor other things. I…I found myself falling for you too.” He finally finishes.
Wow.
For someone who acts like he hates everything and everyone. He has a way with words…
You’ve also noticed he’s sitting literally 2 inches away from you.
“Oh, Wow…Prester..Sorry for freaking out before. That’s really sweet..”
He wraps his arm around you waist.
“Think nothing of it, Toon.”
“So, question.”
“On with it.”
“If you have fire powers, wouldn’t that made you a witch?”
“CEASE.”
I Hope you enjoyed!!!
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elleinmotion · 5 months
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Omg I saw the new HotD trailer and immediately thought of you! I love your writing so much. What do you think of the trailer? Is the new season going to change your ideas for Graves in any way?
hello and I'm so tickled pink that you love my stuff!!!
I LOVED the new trailer. reduced me to a gibbering mess. loved seeing that B-52 flying fortress of a dragon buzz the army when Aemond and Vhagar did a low pass over. rev up the Bugatti wuheeeee
loved Rhaenyra staring out over Shipbreaker Bay all soot-stained and emotionally fucking drained. pretty sure she did exercise a little bit of Aegon I/Balerion on Harrenhal with Syrax on Storm's End (or at least the Baratheon fleet). let my girl burn it all down
had a major pacing the house moment when they showed a shot of Helaena's face upturned and looking through the black of her veil, then again when she was at knifepoint. i really can't handle it lmfao, i want to leap through the screen and protect muh queen and all of her children. they deserve the world
Aegon being peak brooding menace. Aemond pacing for the throne and looking like he's got his eye on the prize. Alicent staring out over the water (god please let it be a dream sequence or she's at Harrenhal by some plot device and she's staring out over an inlet of the Gods Eye, that would just be TOP LEVEL irony)
ALYS. FUCKING. RIVERS. I can't wait to see the Witch Queen. I can't wait to watch her dynamic with Aemond. I'm so excited for that and Gayle Rankin's overall portrayal. Ewan and her are going to kill it, I just know it (many will die...of fun :) )
regarding Season 2 impacting the story or informing changes on Graves - no, I don't expect it to. not when the goal line is to finish draft and hopefully get everything out in the world prior to or when Season 2 is airing.
the fic will stand canon divergent as all my characterizations of Daeron, Jeyne Arryn (unless she manifests with a hoard of dogs in the show, in which case I will lose my shit lmfao), Cregan Stark, and the twins are likely to differ from how the show will portray them (hell I already did that with fleshing out the twins a lot more than what we saw in season 1 ) - additionally, Cregan is married to his first wife Arra Norrey in my fic, when in canon Arra died in childbirth in the same year Graves is roughly set. already pretty divergent from book and show here, I'm off in the woods, I am deep in the weeds - canon? never heard of her
the epilogue for graves is already pretty set - this is a fic that was written backwards, essentially, with a final line and ending there before there was even a middle of the story!
also, I wonder if we might even see Daeron in season 2 with the casting yet to be finalized for him at the time of writing this reply. in which case, that makes Graves verrrry canon divergent if they eliminate him as a character in the show (I hope they don't).
thanks for the ask, anon!
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First time watching ToH S1E17 (Wing It Like Witches). Thoughts below:
Detailed thoughts:
There isn’t much for me to analyze this episode (that’s perfectly fine, not every episode needs to be a masterpiece of character development and worldbuilding) but I do have a few thoughts that I wanted to voice.
This episode gave us the first time Luz has actually gotten into conflict w/ Willow and Gus. The three have always supported each other through the trouble that they’re antics have caused, but Luz’s overenthusiastic desire to protect her friends led her to accidentally hurting them (or at least, the things they hold dear).
Luz’s Grudgby match challenge to Boscha happens in the exact same way as her witch duel challenge w/ Amity at the Covention: with Luz standing up for her friend(s) being bullied. This makes for an interesting contrast in terms of personality b/w her, Amity, and Willow.
While Luz has always stood up for her friends, Amity let Boscha publicly bully Willow and never opened up to her about how she actually felt about her out of guilt and a ingrained belief that she couldn’t show weakness. At the same time, while Willow would help out her friends when they needed it, she also never stood up for herself, silently tolerating and suppressing the memories of Amity and Boscha’s bullying while it burned her up inside (pun).
While Luz will probably remain as hotheaded as she always is, I imagine Luz’ll be more willing to step back and listen to what her friends’ thoughts are on getting involved in a situation before roping them in too.
Likewise, we’ve started to see Amity stand up for Willow publicly, and now that Boscha has lost her grip on her clique, I imagine Willow will have an easier time standing up to her too, especially considering how much more popular she seems to be recently.
I’m also curious what the Emperor’s “big plans” for the Boiling Isles are. Considering that he already rules over them. This episode has been the first to bring him up since Eda and Lilith were last together in E11 (“Sense and Insensitivity”) and when he was first brought up in E5 (“Covention”).
Although she was willing to entertain Eda’s idea of a Grudgby game, Lilith seemed to be pretty distraught losing to her and returning empty-handed once again. We know the Emperor promised Lilith something for Eda’s capture. Perhaps the Emperor or their intermediary Kikimora is starting to press her for results? Is Eda the last major threat to the Emperor’s plans? Will we see the Emperor during the season finale?
General thoughts:
Boscha’s giving herself a pep talk as the Hexside Grudgby Captain.
I feel you little goat kid. “Why can't you be more like her?” Well, why can’t you be more supportive?
Hey, Willow’s making friends!
DAMN! Amity just destroyed Boscha in front of everyone! And she didn’t even stop walking!
I can’t believe we just saw Amity break ties w/ Boscha and Skara just like that! While defending Willow too!
So Eda still flies Luz to school, just not every day it seems.
Poor school spirits :c
Ah, the gory days.
Woah! How’d King fit in Luz’s hoodie? Or Eda’s hair?
So, the coven head witches were appointed 50 years ago. Did the coven system exist before then but w/ less oversight? Or did Belos come to power 50 years ago and that’s when he founded the covens?
I wish we could hear the teacher more clearly. There’s lore we’re missing out on! The most I can make out is “If you remember the high council is composed of 7 [...] each of them share [...]″
Woo! Willow fever!
Snake teacher is useless.
AMITY’S BLUSHING SHE’S SO FLUSTERED OMG I LOVE HER
Classic Luz challenging people to the thing that they’re most skilled at.
Not great that Luz roped Willow into this w/o asking her first, but that’s just how she understood Amity’s comment.
Eda’s totally going to help Luz and Willow cheat during the Grudgby match, just like Luz’s witch duel w/ Amity at the Covention.
You heard of Cats, now get ready for Rats!
Hooty just found and captured Lilith?! Hooty is powerful!
HOOTY! ^^
Lilith is just openly trying to arrest Eda now?
They sure are mentioning the Emperor a lot this episode... I wonder what the season finale holds in store...
Snake teacher volunteered to get hit by that?!
Gus c:
WTF AMITY IS THIRSTY AS HELL
More music! Montage music!
They’re all wearing animal onesies!
Gus’ flags! Willow’s pin! ;-;
AMITY’S WHOLE FACE IS RED ^^
I thought the dilemma was going to be whether Luz would cheat or not to help Willow, but I guess we’ve already covered that idea w/ Luz’s witch duel w/ Amity.
It’s clear now that Amity, Willow, and Gus are going to save Luz, w/ Amity coming out of retirement (for one last game) and openly confronting Boscha.
AMITY JUST LETTING ALL HER FEELINGS OUT ABOUT LUZ TO WILLOW AND GUS
Oh, Eda’s Rad Cheatz were a red herring!
I wonder when the curse’ll become plot relevant again.
DAMN AMITY! COMEBACK QUEEN!
Gus makes for a great crowd.
Fire magic! Luz is learning fast!
Rusty smidge >:[
“Oh. Wow. Sports.” ;v;
King is really cute in the cheerleader outfit. Good to see more characters wearing GNC clothes.
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kaleirots · 8 months
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watching spn 8x15 and the way sam has his little toiletry bag 😭 probably contains his fancy shampoo bc his hair is SO smooth in these episodes?? i bet he moisturizes too, good for him
"a witch can go to a place without going to a place" "what like phone sex?" DEAN
in 8x16 dean has a little cross on his bedroom shelf lol
and he's so LONELY 😭
8x17 "i'm hoping the strange haired demon in the kitchen is more knowledgable than the others i interrogated" CAS <3
it's interesting how cas is doing his best not to look at the demons and angels that he's killing
"do i have to kill her" he doesn't want to 😭
"i do know how to do that" BRO lol
they're trying to make meg cas a thing but it reminds me more of a divorced couple looking back fondly on happier times. they're cute together tho, if it wasn't for meg getting 💀 i'd be here for deancasmeg triangle
is that a family guy reference? L
"you're damaged in ways even i can't heal"
8x21 not the fisheye lense on sam
sams feverish package opening is me irl
why is cas just sat there lol is he tired?? did he burn out his energy teleporting between biggersons?
oh never mind looks like he did fight offscreen based on the gash on his head
8x22
cas is sitting so politely waiting to watch the footage 😭 what is he eating?? do meat molecules taste ok to him or what
i've got to the part where cas goes shopping for dean and i know what's about to happen im soooo
it's like castiel's true form just has a big "very prone to manipulation" sign on it because why does EVERY angel manipulate him into doing what they want
crowley: i'm sexting you an address
the subtitles: i'm texting you an address
amazon censoring the horny king of hell 🗣️🗣️
crowleys villain dialogue, he probably LOVED that
8x23
omg the gay cowboy plot twist
say what you want about spn abt the plot but that finale was SO good 😭
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percontaion-points · 11 months
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TOWB chapters 65-68
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Chapter 65
Now Aramis was crying, and Ranka was crying too. How badly Ranka wanted to hold her then. How much it stung to know she couldn’t. They remained like that for a long time—wiping furiously at their eyes, Aramis telling Ranka over and over again how angry she was, and Ranka only saying I know, because she did, truly, and she loved Aramis too much to do anything but take every ounce of anger she’d earned. 
I feel like this scene would have been better suited to literally any book. 
Mainly because, as I keep saying, the author has yet to make us care about Ranka and Aramis. I don’t think for a goddamned second that they actually love one another. Especially not Ranka. 
Besides the fact that I saw this sort of emotional bonding scene happening at the end of the last chapter. 
“Maybe we will, Princess,” Ranka whispered. “Maybe we will.”
Chapter 65 summary: Ranka goes into the room and goes the furthest away from where Aramis is in her bed. Aramis gets kind of angry, but then frustrated over Ranka’s behaviour right now. 
After a moment, Aramis has a break-down because of Foldrey’s betrayal. She explains through her tears about how despite how much her parents loved her and Galen, they still had to put the country first. That Foldrey stepped up in a way that her biological parents couldn’t.
Ranka talks some about loving somebody who turned out to be a piece of shit, and hurting no matter what you do. She talks about how she was found and turned into something that she never wanted to be. The two girls have their break-down bonding moment, even if it’s not the literal kiss and make up scene that I anticipated. 
Ranka finally tells Aramis her surname, the one she was born with. She says that Ranka Volst died along with her sister, but maybe it’s for the best. Because that’s not who she is anymore. 
Chapter 66
“The witches have changed their mind,” he said. “Galen dies at sunset.”
I can’t even be angry over this because I’m honestly super fucking tired of this stupid book. END ALREADY. 
“A few loyal men won’t be enough—but a whole coven might. Ongrum never won the favor of all the witches, correct? Her grip on power is tenuous at best. That was why she needed me.”
At this point, I’d say that the witches are probably not on Ongrum’s side. Especially since most of them have probably heard by now that they’re literally throwing the plague at everybody, and… What’s that? Still a 100% death rate? 
Would anybody willingly side with that?
“All right,” Aramis said quietly, her eyes burning. “Now how do we get my brother back?”
Chapter 66 summary: The chapter opens up with an entire goddamned page of Ranka and Aramis waking up after accidentally cuddling during the night. And OMG u gais, soooo embarrassing!!! Why we needed a full page of this is beyond me.
This moment is interrupted by Percy and Foldrey showing up to say that the witches have decided to kill Galen tonight. Foldrey says that he sent out messengers who should each be getting to those other cities right about now. But even if they decided to act and march their armies, literally none of them would get to Seaswept in time to save Galen. 
Ranka says that if they can’t rely on outside help, then they need to gather their own forces. Foldrey says that half of the Hand deflected to “kill them with kindness” plan Ongrum accidentally offered them. Then about half of those who were left were slaughtered during the attack last night. And half of those who survived, he guesses are probably locked up in the dungeon right now. 
Ranka then says that the witch leader she talked to last night was not on team “Infect the witches with the plague to make us immune”. If she can talk to her again, then she and another coven might back the rest of Foldrey’s men. That would only leave two covens defending Galen and the palace, which they think they can take. 
Chapter 67
Ranka climbed the stairs, and she did not look back.
Chapter 67 summary: We waste two fucking pages with them getting into position. TWO PAGES. NONE OF ANY OF THIS WAS FUCKING NECESSARY TO THE ADVACEMENT OF THE PLOT. 
When they get to the palace, Aramis and Ranka pause. Aramis points out that Ranka still doesn’t have her magic, and they both know that Ranka is going to die, no matter what happens. But she still makes Ranka promise her that she won’t die. Aramis then kisses her, because I don’t think that the author could help herself at this point. 
Chapter 68
Ranka turned the blade over in her hand and stepped forward to battle the woman who had raised her.
Chapter 68 summary: Ranka walks up to where the witches are about to murder Galen. She kind of stands before all of the witches for a second and nobody says or does anything about Ranka’s sudden appearance. 
She then challenges Ongrum to a battle to determine who will lead the coven. 
Ongrum is like “You know that this is a battle to the death, right?” Ranka knows more than anybody what’s on the line here. 
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I read your witches you couldn't burn post and OMG like- it affected me so much <33333 thank you, thank you. I finally have the right words to describe the feeling and it's your post. :D tytyty !!!!!!!
So glad you liked the post <3
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