#trust in Archer like 🥺🥺🥺

[roseofcards90]

Okay but like I still need people to understand that Rin cares so much but she’s so fucking emotionally constipated probably because of the role she was forced into as a child by her father so that’s why she’s putting on this tsundere front but like this girl wants to care and protect, she truly does care deeply even if she can’t show it directly and that’s why she’s the best—

#like she had to become cold and aloof because she didn’t want to become attached and lose people she ended up caring about in the war #but I think she does want to connect with others I think her genuine self comes out and is more noticeable #when she’s with Shirou and Saber and it’s so obvious too like her immediately moving in and befriending Saber??? Her complete faith and #trust in Archer like 🥺🥺🥺 #HER LOOKING OUT FOR SAKURA LIKE #SHE CARES SHE LOVES SHE WANTS TO LOVE SO BADLY AHHHHH #my posts

[ilooklikeaburntchickenugget]

Hey! I'm just in love with your Gerard fanfics. could you make one based on "the archer"? I love the angst of your fics. fem!reader please 🥺

Love this prompt!- coming from someone with anxiety lol

Title: The Archer

Word count: 2,233 words Pairing: Gerard Way x F!Reader Warnings: Anxiety, stress, throwing up (does that count as a warning?)

The internal chemical cocktail of anxiety, perfectionism, and pleasing other people had taken you long ways in your life. You had been outrageously successful for your age, the internal voice always yelling at you to do better. It constantly made sure you never got more than a second of happiness with accomplishments so you would long for the drug of endless accomplishments more and more.

You kept venerability hidden deep in the crevices of your veins and far beyond where the eye could see. You made sure you weaknesses were targeted and bullied by yourself first before someone could jump on the wound and pour more salt. You had already done that yourself. You had constantly ensured things were done way ahead of time even if that meant jumping out of bed at 3 am in an anxiety spiraling and working until the sun came up. You didn’t want to be a workaholic, or obsess over your image, or worry about your success. It was just an inherent part of who you were as a person.

It should have never been shocking that this led to tumultuous relationships that seemed to sink under the thunderstorm of your mind when the inevitable harsh waves of self-destruction settled beneath the ship. It was like clockwork, the way that relationships wouldn’t last longer than a year when those deep dark parts of you made themselves known and snaked their way around their body to cover you in a their effortless black ink. The only people that ever stayed were the ones who were aware of your imperfections and deep flaws, and took you as you were not questioning your continuous habits that led to explosions.

You were on letter 46 now to Gerard explaining you wanted to break up. Not because you didn’t love him or because he had done anything wrong. It was quite the opposite, you just knew you were too much of a danger and a liability to be standing next to him and take him down with you when you fell. Your leg feverously bounced up and down to no particular rhythm as you attempted to formulate every feeling you had without outrightly telling him what they were. This would probably end up shredded in your trash can anyways, as the other 45 had.

“I want to let you in” was the last thing you were able to write, “But I can’t trust anyone in there.”

You were in a funk, something that you usually found yourself in maybe once a month. The biggest problem with this funk, is it happened to fall on a date with Gerard. Not just any date, but your one year anniversary. It was clearly a celebration to anyone looking into the little house of a relationship you had built, but to you it was a funeral.

Your anxiety felt like it was up to your throat today, and you couldn’t pinpoint where it was coming from. But doing your makeup was the biggest pain in your ass right now, especially on try number 11 for eyeliner that kept coming off too blotchy. “Fuck!” You whisper yelled as you messed it up again, throwing the pen into the bathtub and aggressively scrubbing the already throbbing red skin with another makeup wipe as it stung with each rub.

You wanted to cry, but that would have made your mascara fuck up and then your entire face ruined. But looking at yourself in the mirror right now, all you noticed was the slight discoloration of all the things you did wrong today on your face. The pimple you tried to cover up with layers of concealer after a stress-induced break out. The ever so slightly different shades of blush since your brush stroked weren’t perfect on both sides.

There were only 20 minutes left until Gerard was here, and knowing him he would actually be a bit early. You decided to bail on the mascara and just try to fix your makeup without overdoing it or completely wiping it off. You would have to live with feeling out of place and self-conscious tonight, because at this point you didn’t have an option.

A subtle knock came on your door. You took a deep, strong breath in and out before putting your game face on, putting on the best fake smile you could (which was pretty damn believable) and grabbed your bag. You opened the door to a dressed up Gerard (a relatively rare occurrence) with a sly smile on his face and flowers in his hand. “Hey, sweetheart.” He opened up with as you forced yourself to smile wider.

“Hey, Gee.” You said back, letting him give you a small kiss on the lips. You took the flowers from his graciously, thanking him and putting them on your counter before leaving and closing the door behind you. The small typical formalities were exchanged, trying to start conversation, but you had always hated the question, “Are you alright?” Which of course he had to ask.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You smiled up at him although deep inside you were screaming you weren’t. “Just a long day, that’s all.” You were thankful he didn’t push more, but that always opened up the negative part of the entire thing, which was the sneaking intuition that he knew it was much more than “just a long day”. As you got into his car he quickly plugged in directions to get you to the restaurant, and as much as you wanted to talk and say something you found no motivation or driver in you to do so.

He seemed to respect that boundary, but within five minutes of the drive had quickly realized that going out to a fancy restaurant with lots of people was not a good idea. First it was your inability to look at him and just outside the window. Then your leg that began bouncing up and down shockingly fast. Finally it was fiddling with your finger tips and clearly being lost in your thoughts while doing so.

“Ya know, we don’t need to go to a fancy restaurant to celebrate this.” He began at a red light, you looked up at him for the first time the entire ride and for the first time since seeing you today, your eyes seemed to light up just a bit. “I mean, that’s so unlike us.” He further explained, “Why don’t we just like, go home, and order take out.” You nodded your head. “I mean, if it’s not a problem-““Not at all.” He softly smiled, ending the directions and turning the car around.

You were still a bit standoffish and generally distant throughout the night. It didn’t take a genius to realize your mind was running 100 miles a minute and it definitely didn’t take longer than a few minutes for Gerard to figure that out either. Especially with your favorite dish sitting in front of you as you forced small bites that you clearly did not enjoy. He hated to see you like this, and wondered why, but tried not to make a scene as you were clearly trying your best to act normal and not cause anything either.

You eventually stopped eating and sat there for a few moments as if trying to focus on something, “Baby?” He finally asked, realizing your face was shading over a bit pale and eyes wide, “What’s wrong?”

“I think I’m gonna throw up.” Was all you said, bolting up and speed walking to the bathroom with your mouth covered. He was close behind you, finally reaching the bathroom only to see you over the toilet seat and belching everything you had eaten that day out. He sighed, kneeling down beside you and holding your hair firmly in his hand, rubbing your back. When you were finally done, your body slouching against the wall and chest heaving, he ran his fingers through your hair to soothe you. As soon as you had calmed down a bit more, he brought a cool, wet towel to your face placing it against your forehead.

“Honey,” He said, giving you a kiss on the top of your head, “What’re you stressing about?” You huffed and closed your eyes knowing he would see right through you.

“How come you just- you’re too good at this.” You responded as he gave a sympathetic smile, “You’re not supposed to worry about my stress.”“I am supposed to worry about it when you’re throwing up your entire day, practically shaking, and your eyes are unable to focus on one thing.” He sighed, “Is it work? Friends? Family? I can try to help-““No, it’s none of that.” You explained with groan as your head got shot through with a rough ache. You took another moment to compose yourself. “It’s all of this.”“All of this?”“Yes, this.” You replied, “I’m being vulnerable and as soon as that happens the relationship starts dying.” He wanted to scoff at that but kept it to himself.

“Pretty sure the entire point of a relationship is to be with each other through good and bad.” He explained. “Baby, it may be easy to hide anxiety from other people, but you’re dating someone who also has anxiety. It doesn’t slide that easy.”“I’m supposed to be put together though,” You rebutted, “Like- shit always goes downhill from here.”“It’s not going to with me,” He assured, “If anything, I’m glad we’re talking through this so I can help you in the future.”“You sound like my parents,” You rolled your eyes which he smiled at, “Or like a therapist. Maybe both.”

“Baby, just tell me what’s on your mind.” He pleaded, “Please?” You took a small sigh, collecting yourself for the continuous waterworks of emotions that were bound to start erupting as soon as you began your explanation.

“Just- a lot is happening right now in life and on top of the amount of worry I already have I’m worried this is going to end. They all do, every relationship has, so this one’s bound to. And it feels like I’m drowning here in constant worry and like waters in my throat and like I-“ You took a small moment to catch your shaky breath, “Like I can’t do this.”

He sat across from you on the tile bathroom floor with a look of sympathy of his face. He didn’t respond for a few seconds. You wondered if it was because he wanted to give you time and space to breathe, or if he was formulating and unsure what to say. Maybe both.

“Thank you for sharing that with me,” Was how he started. “What can I do to help life some of this off of you? Especially the relationship part?”“I don’t know and that’s what’s so damn frustrating.” You sighed out, still holding the now drying washcloth on your forehead and closing your eyes for a few seconds. “You do everything right already. Literally fucking perfectly. And my mind still won’t let me be convinced you’re gonna stay.”

“I know this isn’t going to help much, but I will never leave you.” He began, “Even if you don’t believe me, I just need to put it out there. And if for whatever reason, I did, I would talk to you first about why and looking at how we could fix stuff.” You sat for a few moments just staring at him. “Do you trust me?”

You nodded.

“Then know that I promise you that much. Okay?” You nodded again. “Why don’t I draw you a bath, hm?”

“Yes, please.” You said lightly, now removing the towel from your head as your lightheadedness began to slip away. “Can you join me?” You asked a moment later as he was already up, reaching over the tub and starting the water. He looked back at you with a small smile.

“Of course,” He replied.

It was not sensual or sexual, it was peaceful. You needed the skin to skin with him to feel grounded, to remind yourself that it was real, what he said was true. You knew deep down he was right: he would never leave you, and if he was thinking about it he would talk to you first. He knew too much about you and your worried and psyche to just break up with you. He knew it would hurt you, and you knew he would never hurt you.

“Happy anniversary, baby.” He whispered into your ear from where he sat behind you, your back flush against his chest. You smiled.

“Happy anniversary to you too,” You said back, grabbing one of his hands to toys with his fingers. You did this whenever you became a bit nervous as a method to calm yourself down. “This really has been the best year of my life.” You could feel the smile growing on his lips that grazed your shoulder.

“Gonna give you a lifetime of best years ever.” He told you with a level of confidence in his voice that rebutted all the conflicting anxieties stirring in your mind. You let your muscles go, all the tension relating and melting into him.

“You’re so sure about me?” You asked, craning your next a bit to make eye contact with him.

“I don’t think I’ve been more sure about anything in my life.”

#my chemical romance #gerard way #my chem #my chemical gee #my chemical gerard #gerard way x reader #gerard way x y/n #gerard way fanfiction #mcr gerard #gerard way x you

[riacte]

I watched the new Precure All Stars F and it unironically slaps (and I have the insert song on such an unhealthy loop that I know it will show up in my Spotify Wrapped) so more Hermitgals Precure brainstorming ^_^

I feel like I mentioned this before but False is now rich. She isn't just the "cool responsible student council leader blue archer" trope, she's now also from a rich family. ("But this is just like Spopera-" "Yeah shhh I like that premise and it's convenient ^_^") Like, she lives in a mansion but she hides her upbringing so people don't think she's snobby.

The main reason why the plot needs a character with money is because of the dire housing situation. Three fairies with human forms. A redeemed villain. Where is everyone gonna live? Obviously, ojou-san False solves this with a snap of her fingers.

Cleo in my mind is also like... recovering from Joe's minor character death. So after their defeat and their transformation tool breaking, they move out and go to a new town for a fresh start. (Cleo is kind of based on Mami from Madoka Magica) And she lived in like a small apartment until she met the gang and False was like "yeah house time".

I think Cleo, Gem, Pearl, Iskall, and Ren end up living together? In a big house? Like the Nutts House in Yes 5? It becomes the base of their operations. Actually it'll be kinda funny if the big hermit house is in like the Symmetry mansion's backyard. A bunch of people leaving the Symmetry mansion to go to school every day. Rip Stress for living with her family in the arts and crafts store they own.

Speaking of human Ren, I want him to work in the school cafeteria like Syrup from Yes 5. He's the king of the Hermit Kingdom and wants to mingle with the "peasants" to widen his horizons or something. False gets him a job because she's the student council president and nepotism. Waiter Ren is like "everyone can get in line for me :D XD" and everyone is like "omggggggg he's so hot 😍". False excuses all the weird things Ren does by saying he's her penpal from a foreign country.

Gem and Pearl both deal heavily with the burden of being the Chosen One. Gem is a fairy who was granted a human / cure form because of the wishes of the Hermit Kingdom and she knows she's carrying the hopes and dreams of her entire kingdom. Meanwhile, Pearl was brainwashed by the evil Corporation to do their bidding because her inherent creativity and talent was so powerful that it was a threat. So Pearl knows she has the power to topple the Corporation. And it becomes a very real point of solidarity between the newcomers Gem and Pearl because the other three cures are normie humans. They're also like, non-humans, so they struggle to adapt to the human world together and go to school together. But they don't want to bother their other friends so they try to deal with it together 🥺🥺🥺

Gem is under so much pressure!! She's like the OP mid season addition to the team! Gem knows she has to Geminislay but what if she isn't as strong as everyone hoped? What if she lets everyone down? What if it was a mistake for the kingdom to trust her??

I want Cleo and False to be the healer type characters :D because they're usually characterised as the mean, assertive, blunt people? But in this AU it makes sense for them to also be healers. Cleo's powers are inherently connected to life and death (she kinda raised Joe from the dead or something like that), and after facing their failure from a year ago, Cleo is determined to protect her allies and is high on the defence.

Meanwhile, while False excels at ranged combat, she also... just wants everyone to get along. Cleo defends to protect, False fights to protect. Also since False is the careful one, it makes sense for her to watch over for everyone. Plus she's the one saving the fairies from being kidnapped. Probably number one cause of harm to Ren and simultaneously Ren's number one saviour.

This is also to contrast against Stress who is absolutely NOT the healer type. Stress is brash, impulsive, loud, and rushes into combat with her bright pink fists. She smashes everything apart to prove her point. Stress is a monster. She's terrifying. And wears bright pink.

Thinking about evil Ren arc again. But the "evil" is from himself— his trauma of losing his father, his kingdom in ruins, and now his best friend Iskall is in a coma (yeah this happens). Ren has always tried his best to be optimistic because he's the only heir to the kingdom and he has to be strong for literally everyone, but he's also like the character trope who smiles to hide their pain. He's silly and goofy on purpose. But then when Iskall is out of commission, Ren loses it and starts spiralling (which is what usually happens when Ren loses one of his green people). His hair starts turning grey. Then his skin. And finally his eyes turn an unsettling green— the colour of the emeralds. Good King Ren has corrupted himself into Bad King Ren.

Ren also unleashes a beast form which is basically a big terrifying shadow wolf (kind of like the Wolf from the webtoon Four Leaf? It's a cute and colourful webtoon about magical girls based on the tale of the Red Riding Hood, it's ending soon so it's a great time to read it!). He's not evilised by the evil Corporation (unlike villain Pearl / possessed Stress) and he's still himself (unlike False's evil reflection). So they don't know how to to fight him / bring him back.

Gem, as a resident of the Hermit Kingdom, starts a "coup" against Bad Ren (like Soup Group-ish). She's like "I want the best for my kingdom, and unfortunately our king isn't in his right mind". The cures fight Ren and try to make him snap out of it.

Cleo knows what it feels like to lose a friend so she has a long conversation with Ren about grief and moving on

And False, the ruthless warrior False, decides not to fight. Because she remembers picking up a soggy sad pathetic Ren in the rain during their first meeting. Ren is still sad and pathetic to her. She can't bring herself to hurt him. It's as simple of that.

Everyone else: You're insane. You can't save him with the power of love.

False: Yeah but I don't wanna fight the shadow wolf. Like, this is Ren. And how much damage can Ren do? The guy who falls down when he tries to open a door? C'mon guys. It's alright. This is just an eldritch horror that we have never encountered and don't know how to purify. This is fine.

Shadow wolf Ren: 😡

False, stretching out a hand to pat shadow Ren: There, there. I'm not scared of you. You're just Ren. You're still Ren ^_^

Shadow wolf Ren: ...🥺?

(This is a metaphor about False embracing all sides of Ren, not just his silly charming likeable side, but his insecurities and grief and pain. Because while Ren puts on a strong face for everyone, False met him at his lowest point and he can't hide that from her.)

Once Ren is purified, he feels deeply guilty about hurting his friends (and not having done anything productive to heal Iskall) and everyone goes awwww it's fine Ren we love you still <3 (even if you're kind of useless and annoying)

Ren, sad and sniffling: I am STEPPING DOWN as heir and Lady Cleo can take the Tiny Crown of the Dog—

And they all shut him up before he does anything worse. Gem is like "yeah we wanted to defeat your evil form but we didn't want you to ABDICATE-"

#hermitgals #precure au #long post #the all stars song IS SO GOOOOD #ive listened to it the entire time i was writing this #also that all stars fight was SO FUCKING WELL CHOREOGRAPHED #everyone split off into attacks and teams... chefs kiss. this is my avengers endgame

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

HAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII ARIIII IT IS IIIIII!!!!!!!!! i'm here to bombard you with the very same questions of the question game bc i really wanna hear your answers too!!!!!! so 1. your comfort characters pleaseeee pretty please andd 2. a scenario that you've replayed multiple times please pretty pretty please!!! luv u btw wait also u are 10000% that gojo cover is the most beautiful thing in the world and nobody can tell us otherwise<33333333333

- @catchuuu

MICKEY IT IS YOUUUUUUUU :33 welcome welcome!!!!!! take a seat……. here is your ari delivered pastry and drink 🍩🍵 <- some tea bc it’s late. it’s gonna help you sleep better trust !!

wahhh you’re so sweet to drop in w these…. i had a crisis answering them bc . i am …. indecisive,.,…… but i’ll try just for you :’3

1/ HHHHHHHHHHHHH what is there to say………… you already know a lot of them i think 😭😭 gojo our belovedest ALWAYS makes me happy and suguru too!!! i think gojo is a bit more of a comfort though… sugu makes me pretty sad….. ANDDD ofc kenjaku!!! my silly emotional support queercoded villain. he makes me smile :3 would also throw in nobara bc her existence feels like a warm hug. she’s my Everything. i had a crush on her when i first watched jjk and i will adore her always!!!!!

jjk aside though…… THIS is where i start getting indecisive bc i have too many fandoms to keep track of + my memory is bad :’3 but ummmm um. kunikida is my angel wife!! and reki from sk8 the infinity makes me sooo happy 🥺🥺 (you would LOVE him btw he has the brightest smile ever) ALSO NOYA FROM HQ…… and ryoji from persona 3….. and kazui from milgram… and tsukasa and emu from pj sekai……….

i could mention more but!!! i’ll finish by saying saber and archer from fate/stay night :> saber is the reason i started loving knights and archer is the sexiest man on this planet + the reason i’m into motherly men + voiced by junichi suwabe <3333 the fate series is soooo dear 2 my heart mickey…. my favorites r actually sakura and kirei but they both make me too emotional to be called comfort charas…. same w shirou……. and every single csm character too 😔 sigh .

2/ hhhh this one was . also tough……. :cc since you went w a childhood near-death experience i will do the same >:3 i was almost brutally murdered (<- grave exaggeration) by a cow when i was like . 10…. it might’ve been a bull?? i was too scared to look it in the eye 😞😞

it was raining a bunch right … and there was this lil nature reserve near my house . w a path you could walk up on a hill but also down by a river….. and it was raining sm that the whole thing was just FLOODED. you couldn’t see any of the rocks in the river…. or the grass you could walk on beside it…… so little ari decided to go down there anyway. for the sake of adventure. and i made it to the end of the path to a fence that you could jump over to get to The Normal Road Home .

BUT …. gasp ………. little ari came face to face w a bunch of cows . up on the hill. right by the fence. they were eating the grass and i was scared bc they were fucking HUGE mickey :((( i was shaking n shivering and trying to blend in w my surroundings……… carefully making my way towards the fence that they were kinda blocking.

BUT THEN …. another gasp….. suddenly i was face to face w this One cow/bull and it just stared at me. for a couple seconds. and then it ran right towards me and my childhood instincts kicked in …. so i like. ran down the hill and then back up so i could jump over the fence . and then i was ok :) but ever since that fateful day i’ve been scared of cows….. i can only admire them from afar 😔😔😔😔

hehe these were so fun to answer… ty mickey my angel <333 ALSO SO TRUE SO REAL i knew i could trust you…….. he’s so pretty!!!!!! ig we just have to bear the burden of understanding him better than anyone else …. a heavy burden but. it is what it is <//3

#ily mickey ty for stopping by <33 always happy to see you in my inbox i hope it’s comfy in your blanket fort !!! 🫂🫂🫂 #and i hope you sleep well tonight :3 and that you have fluffy dreams!!! i am kissing your forehead so softly #will play relaxing lofi music just so you can sleep better #<33333 #ask tag ✩ #mickey !! ✩

[istumpysk]

Operation Stumpy Re-Read

AFFC: Brienne III (Chapter 14)

The stone wall was old and crumbling, but the sight of it across the field made the hairs on Brienne's neck stand up.

That was where the archers hid and slew poor Cleos Frey, she thought . . .

Brienne has thought about Cleos Frey in every chapter so far. She's clearly still bothered by what happened.

We were three when we set out from Riverrun, yet Jaime lost his hand and Cleos Frey his life. - Brienne I, AFFC

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It was on that very road that Ser Cleos Frey had died, and she and Ser Jaime had been taken by the Bloody Mummers. - Brienne II, AFFC

I'm sure I don't have to point out Jaime Lannister never thinks about Cleos Frey.

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"Stay quiet, Podrick. There may still be outlaws in these woods."

The boy looked at the bare brown trees, the wet leaves, the muddy road ahead. "I have a longsword. I can fight."

Not well enough. Brienne did not doubt the boy's courage, only his training. A squire he might be, in name at least, but the men he'd squired for had served him ill.

DRAG HIM.

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Far from home, alone, and penniless, the boy had attached himself to a fat hedge knight named Ser Lorimer the Belly, who was part of Lord Lefford's contingent, charged with protecting the baggage train. "The boys who guard the foodstuffs always eat the best," Ser Lorimer liked to say, until he was discovered with a salted ham he'd stolen from Lord Tywin's personal stores. Tywin Lannister chose to hang him as a lesson to other looters. Podrick had shared the ham and might have shared the rope as well, but his name had saved him. Ser Kevan Lannister took charge of him, and sometime later sent the boy to squire for his nephew Tyrion.

I didn't include all of it, so trust me when I say Podrick's backstory is heartbreaking.

It makes the following line even more irritating.

At the moment, he did not have the patience to try and coax a thought out of the lad, whom he suspected had been inflicted on him as a cruel jape. - Tyrion VIII, AGOT

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Ser Cedric had taught Podrick how to groom a horse and check his shoes for stones, and Ser Lorimer had taught him how to steal, but neither had given him much training with a sword. The Imp at least had dispatched him to the Red Keep's master-at-arms when they came to court. 

Sorry, bare minimum. Zero credit.

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"You may call yourself a squire," she told him, "but I've seen pages half your age who could have beat you bloody. If you stay with me, you'll go to sleep with blisters on your hands and bruises on your arms most every night, and you'll be so stiff and sore you'll hardly sleep. You don't want that."

"I do," the boy insisted. "I want that. The bruises and the blisters. I mean, I don't, but I do. Ser. My lady."

So far he had been true to his word, and Brienne had been true to hers. Podrick had not complained. Every time he raised a new blister on his sword hand, he felt the need to show it to her proudly. He took good care of their horses too. He is still no squire, she reminded herself, but I am no knight, no matter how many times he calls me "ser." 

It's crazy how often the author tells us she's no knight.

Can we all start calling her the Dark Knight? Please?

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She would have sent him on his way, but he had nowhere to go. Besides, though Podrick said he did not know where Sansa Stark had gone, it might be that he knew more than he realized. Some chance remark, half-remembered, might hold the key to Brienne's quest.

Is that forshadowing? I can't recall anything important he might know.

Tyrion's connection to the mountain clans?

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The Maid of Tarth had seen such eyes before. Lady Stark had been kind to her, but most women were just as cruel as men. She could not have said which she found most hurtful, the pretty girls with their waspish tongues and brittle laughter or the cold-eyed ladies who hid their disdain behind a mask of courtesy. And common women could be worse than either. 

Sansa will be kind. 🥺

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"Maidenpool was all in ruins when last I saw it," she said. "The gates were broken and half the town was burned." "They rebuilt it some. This Tarly, he's a hard man, but a braver lord than Mooton. There's still outlaws in the woods, but not so many as there was. Tarly hunted down the worst o' them and shortened them with that big sword o' his." 

Is Randyll Tarly taking out the trash? Cleaning out the gutters? Making the world a better place?

I like where this is going.

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"Be wary, woman. The next men you meet may not be as honest as my lads. The Hound has crossed the Trident with a hundred outlaws, and it's said they're raping every wench they come upon and cutting off their teats for trophies."

I genuinely believe the author is punishing Sandor Clegane fans. This is what you get when you glorify bad people.

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Brienne knew Lord Randyll Tarly from her time with King Renly's host. Though she could not find it in herself to like the man, she could not forget the debt she owed him either. 

I'm sure we'll all have conflicted feelings about Randyll Tarly soon enough.

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"Pardoned?" The old man laughed. "For what? Sitting on his [Lord William Moonton] arse in his bloody castle? He sent men off to Riverrun to fight but never went himself. Lions sacked his town, then wolves, then sellswords, and his lordship just sat safe behind his walls. His brother 'ud never have hid like that. Ser Myles was bold as brass till that Robert killed him."

More ghosts, Brienne thought. 

Here's another random mention of a Rhaegar Targaryen squire, so I'll include it.

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"Mooton's daughter, she's a maid," the man went on. "Till the bedding, anyways. These eggs, they're for her wedding. Her and Tarly's son. The cooks will need eggs for cakes."

"They will." Lord Tarly's son. Young Dickon's to be wed. She tried to recall how old he was; eight or ten, she thought.

Did you think Dickon Tarly was a lot older than that? WRONG. He's a wee wittle baby! . . .

Samwell II, AFFC ->

It will be good to see her again, he thought, as he clung to Blackbird's rail and watched waves breaking on the stony shore. If she saw me in my blacks, it might even make her proud. "I am a man now, Mother," I could tell her, "a steward, and a man of the Night's Watch. My brothers call me Sam the Slayer sometimes." He would see his brother Dickon too, and his sisters. "See," I could tell them, "see, I was good for something after all."

. . . and not currently at Horn Hill, like Samwell Tarly seems to believe. No, he's with Randyll, being a grown up, and playing at war.

+.+.+

Brienne had been betrothed at seven, to a boy three years her senior, Lord Caron's younger son, a shy boy with a mole above his lip. They had only met the once, on the occasion of their betrothal. Two years later he was dead, carried off by the same chill that took Lord and Lady Caron and their daughters. Had he lived, they would have been wed within a year of her first flowering, and her whole life would have been different. She would not be here now, dressed in man's mail and carrying a sword, hunting for a dead woman's child. More like she'd be at Nightsong, swaddling a child of her own and nursing another. It was not a new thought for Brienne. It always made her feel a little sad, but a little relieved as well.

Couldn't help but notice it's becoming the norm for early adolescent girls to wed and/or bed. That was supposed to be shocking in the previous books.

Aww, does Brienne want to be more than just a knight? 🥺

+.+.+

At the portcullis they came upon a dozen guards armed with halberds. Their badges marked them for soldiers of Lord Tarly's host, though none was Tarly's own. She saw two centaurs, a thunderbolt, a blue beetle and a green arrow, but not the striding huntsman of Horn Hill.

Ha, the Dark Knight found the rest of the Justice League.

+.+.+

"I say it is," said the serjeant. "For them eggs, and you as well. Bring her here, boys. She's too young for that old man." Two of the guards leaned their halberds against the wall and pulled the woman away from the cart, struggling. The farmer watched grey-faced, but dared not move.

Brienne spurred her mare forward. "Release her."

Her voice made the guards hesitate long enough for the farmer's wife to wrench free of their grasp. "This is none of your concern," one man said. "You mind your mouth, wench."

Brienne drew her sword instead.

"Well now," the serjeant said, "naked steel. Seems to me I smell an outlaw. You know what Lord Tarly does with outlaws?" He still held the egg he'd taken from the cart. His hand closed, and the yolk oozed through his fingers.

"I know what Lord Randyll does with outlaws," Brienne said. "I know what he does with rapers too."

She had hoped the name might cow them, but the serjeant only flicked egg off his fingers and signaled to his men to spread out. Brienne found herself surrounded by steel points. "What was it you was saying, wench? What is it that Lord Tarly does to . . ."

". . . rapers," a deeper voice finished. "He gelds them or sends them to the Wall. Sometimes both. And he cuts fingers off thieves." A languid young man stepped from the gatehouse, a swordbelt buckled at his waist.

Always have to include moments where Brienne is the best.

Gosh, that last part is a lot of fun too!

Meereen had been sacked savagely, as new-fallen cities always were, but Dany was determined that should end now that the city was hers. She had decreed that murderers were to be hanged, that looters were to lose a hand, and rapists their manhood. Eight killers swung from the walls, and the Unsullied had filled a bushel basket with bloody hands and soft red worms, but Meereen was calm again. But for how long? - Daenerys VI, ASOS

This is about to top Victarion freeing slaves, I can feel it.

+.+.+

Him. His voice was a punch in her stomach, his face a blade in her bowels. "Ser Hyle," she said stiffly.

"Best let her by, lads," warned Ser Hyle Hunt.

Hyle Hunt might be the dumbest name in the entire series.

+.+.+

The knight waved the farm folk through the gate. "His lordship's steward will be pleased to see those eggs. You'll find him in the market."

The old man knuckled his forehead. "My thanks, m'lord. You're a true knight, it's plain to see. Come, wife." They put their shoulders to the cart again and rumbled through the gate.

Brienne trotted after them, with Podrick at her heels. A true knight, she thought, frowning. 

You ass. Who drew their sword and stood between you and them?

I hope he drops his eggs.

+.+.+

"That rounsey may be the most hideous horse I've ever seen," said Ser Hyle of Podrick's mount. "I am surprised that you're not riding it, my lady. Do you plan to thank me for my help?"

+.+.+

"Am I to be arrested?"

"What, for Renly? Who was he? We've changed kings since then, some of us twice. No one cares, no one remembers." He laid a hand lightly on her arm. "This way, if you please."

She wrenched away. "I would thank you not to touch me."

"Thanks at last," he said, with a wry smile.

I don't know where the author is going with these two.

+.+.+

Men carried timber through the streets, and quarrymen drove their wagons down muddy lanes. Many wore the striding huntsman on their breasts. "The soldiers are rebuilding the town," she said, surprised.

"They would sooner be dicing, drinking, and fucking, I don't doubt, but Lord Randyll believes in putting idle men to work."

Hahaha, enjoy this parallel.

The sounds of their saws and hammers echoed off the ice. Jon had the builders working night and day on the task. Sam had heard some of them complaining about it over supper, insisting that Lord Mormont never worked them half so hard. - Samwell I, AFFC

+.+.+

She had expected to be taken to the castle. Instead, Hunt led them toward the busy harbor. The traders had returned to Maidenpool, she was pleased to see. A galley, a galleas, and a big two-masted cog were in port, along with a score of little fishing boats. More fishermen were visible out on the bay. If the Stinking Goose yields nothing, I will take passage on a ship, she decided. Gulltown was only a short voyage away. From there she could make her way to the Eyrie easily enough.

YES. PLEASE, BRIENNE.

A galley, a galleas, and a big two-masted cog were in port <- anyone we know?

+.+.+

They found Lord Tarly in the fishmarket, doing justice.

That is the most terrifying sentence I've ever read.

+.+.+

Tarly wore mail and boiled leather, and a breastplate of grey steel. The hilt of a greatsword poked up above his left shoulder. Heartsbane, it was named, the pride of his House.

There aren't many swords that get more attention than Heartsbane.

+.+.+

To his left stood a long gallows, with ropes enough for twenty men. Four corpses swung beneath it. One looked fresh, but the other three had plainly been there for some time. A crow was pulling strips of flesh from the ripe ruins of one of the dead men.

[...]

"It is customary to take a finger from a thief," Lord Tarly replied in a hard voice, "but a man who steals from a sept is stealing from the gods." He turned to his captain of guards. "Seven fingers. Leave his thumbs."

[...]

The next man was a baker, accused of mixing sawdust in his flour. Lord Randyll fined him fifty silver stags. When the baker swore he did not have that much silver, his lordship declared that he could have a lash for every stag that he was short. He was followed by a haggard grey-faced whore, accused of giving the pox to four of Tarly's soldiers. "Wash out her private parts with lye and throw her in a dungeon," Tarly commanded. As the whore was dragged off sobbing

What do you think goes through the head of a Daenerys fan when they read this?

I imagine it's a lot easier to swallow when it's only a few throwaway sentences, eh?

+.+.+

"If it please m'lord, this bastid put his dagger through my hand. He said I was cheating him at dice."

Lord Tarly took his gaze away from Brienne to consider the men before him. "Were you?"

"No, m'lord. I never."

"For theft, I will take a finger. Lie to me and I will hang you. Shall I ask to see these dice?"

"The dice?" The archer looked to Mooton, but his lordship was gazing at the fishing boats. The bowman swallowed. "Might be I . . . them dice, they're lucky for me, 's true, but I . . ."

Tarly had heard enough. "Take his little finger. He can choose which hand. A nail through the palm for the other." He stood. 

rofl.

SUBTLE.

She had them nailed to wooden posts around the plaza, each man pointing at the next. - Daenerys VI, ASOS

+.+.+

Tarly weighed the word. He is judging me, as he judged those others. "No," he said at last, "you only let him die."

He had died in her arms, his life's blood drenching her. Brienne flinched. "It was sorcery. I never . . ."

"You never?" His voice became a whip. "Aye. You never should have donned mail, nor buckled on a sword. You never should have left your father's hall. This is a war, not a harvest ball. By all the gods, I ought to ship you back to Tarth."

Please don't use the word whip.

You never should have donned mail, nor buckled on a sword. You never should have left your father's hall. This is a war, not a harvest ball.

It's okay for 10-year-old boys though, right?

+.+.+

"If the Stark girl were here, I'd know it. She's run back north, I'll wager. Hoping to find refuge with one of her father's bannermen. She had best hope she chooses the right one."

"She might have gone to the Vale instead," Brienne heard herself blurt out, "to her mother's sister."

YES.

+.+.+

Lord Randyll gave her a contemptuous look. "Lady Lysa is dead. Some singer pushed her off a mountain. Littlefinger holds the Eyrie now . . . though not for long. The lords of the Vale are not the sort to bend their knees to some upjumped jackanapes whose only skill is counting coppers."

NO.

+.+.+

Lysa Tully is dead. Brienne stood beneath the gallows, the precious parchment in her hand. The crowd had dispersed, and the crows had returned to resume their feast. A singer pushed her off a mountain. Had the crows dined on Lady Catelyn's sister too?

I like to pretend it was a wolverine.

+.+.+

"You spoke of the Stinking Goose, my lady," said Ser Hyle. "If you want me to show you—"

"Go back to your gate."

A look of annoyance flashed across his face. A plain face, not an honest one. "If that's your wish."

"It is."

"It was only a game to pass the time. We meant no harm." He hesitated. "Ben died, you know. Cut down on the Blackwater. Farrow too, and Will the Stork. And Mark Mullendore took a wound that cost him half his arm."

Good, Brienne wanted to say. Good, he deserved it. 

Lol! Now, now.

Gosh, that is so Sansa.

+.+.+

She tried the wine. It was oily on the tongue and there was a hair floating in it. A hair as slender as my hopes of finding Sansa, she thought as she plucked it out. Chasing after Ser Dontos had been fruitless, and with Lady Lysa dead the Vale no longer seemed a likely refuge. Where are you, Lady Sansa? Did you run home to Winterfell, or are you with your husband, as Podrick seems to think? 

BRIENNE, HER COUSIN IS STILL THERE!

+.+.+

The Maid of Tarth had been betrothed three times, but she had never been courted until she came to Highgarden.

Big Ben Bushy was the first, one of the few men in Renly's camp who overtopped her. He sent his squire to her to clean her mail, and made her a gift of a silver drinking horn. Ser Edmund Ambrose went him one better, bringing flowers and asking her to ride with him. Ser Hyle Hunt outdid them both. He gave her a book, beautifully illuminated and filled with a hundred tales of knightly valor. He brought apples and carrots for her horses, and a blue silk plume for her helm. He told her the gossip of the camp and said clever, cutting things that made her smile. He even trained with her one day, which meant more than all the rest.

[...]

Why are you being kind to me? she wanted to scream, every time some strange knight paid her a compliment. What do you want?

Randyll Tarly solved the mystery the day he sent two of his men-at-arms to summon her to his pavilion. His young son Dickon had overheard four knights laughing as they saddled up their horses, and had told his lord father what they said.

They had a wager.

Three of the younger knights had started it, he told her: Ambrose, Bushy, and Hyle Hunt, of his own household. As word spread through the camp, however, others had joined the game. Each man was required to buy into the contest with a golden dragon, the whole sum to go to whoever claimed her maidenhead.

Dickon seems like a nice little boy.

And then there's Hyle Hunt. Hyle Hunt is an asshole, but will gradually get better with each passing chapter.

Again, I don't know where the author is going with this. If Brienne is to have a love interest (that's certainly not a given), then I fear it's Hyle Hunt. It seems unlikely another man will be introduced late into the story, but who knows.

+.+.+

"I have put an end to their sport," Tarly told her. "Some of these . . . challengers . . . are less honorable than others, and the stakes were growing larger every day. It was only a matter of time before one of them decided to claim the prize by force."

"They were knights," she said, stunned, "anointed knights."

"And honorable men. The blame is yours."

The accusation made her flinch. "I would never . . . my lord, I did nought to encourage them."

"Your being here encouraged them. If a woman will behave like a camp follower, she cannot object to being treated like one. A war host is no place for a maiden. If you have any regard for your virtue or the honor of your House, you will take off that mail, return home, and beg your father to find a husband for you."

"I came to fight," she insisted. "To be a knight."

"The gods made men to fight, and women to bear children," said Randyll Tarly. "A woman's war is in the birthing bed."

War in a birthing bed!

Randyll hates girls who act like men, and sons who act like girls. Hey, at least he's consistent?. . . where the hell is Daenerys when you need her?

+.+.+

"I heard you fooled a fool."

The ragged man [Nimble Dick] sipped his wine, thinking. "Mighten be I did. Or not." He wore a faded, torn doublet from which some lord's badge had been ripped. "Who is it wants t' know?"

"King Robert." She put a silver stag on the barrel between them. Robert's head was on one side, the stag on the other.

"Does he now?" The man took the coin and spun it, smiling. "I like to see a king dance, hey-nonny hey-nonny hey-nonny-ho. Mighten be I saw this fool of yours."

Why is he singing the Marillion song? Of all the songs to sing.

+.+.+

Gooseprickles rose along Brienne's arms. "A smugglers' cove. You sent the fool to smugglers."

"Him and them two girls." He chuckled. "Only thing, well, the place I sent them, been no ships there for a while. Thirty years, say."

[...]

"Where?" Brienne slapped another silver stag down.

He flicked the coin back at her with his forefinger. "Someplace no stag ever found . . . though a dragon might."

+.+.+

That seemed to surprise him. "Ser Clarence Crabb, I said. I got his blood in me. He was eight foot tall, and so strong he could uproot pine trees with one hand and chuck them half a mile. No horse could bear his weight, so he rode an aurochs."

"What does he have to do with this smugglers' cove?"

"His wife was a woods witch. Whenever Ser Clarence killed a man, he'd fetch his head back home and his wife would kiss it on the lips and bring it back t' life. Lords, they were, and wizards, and famous knights and pirates. One was king o' Duskendale. They gave old Crabb good counsel. Being they was just heads, they couldn't talk real loud, but they never shut up neither. When you're a head, talking's all you got to pass the day. So Crabb's keep got named the Whispers. Still is, though it's been a ruin for a thousand years. A lonely place, the Whispers." 

Brienne, please don't go there.

+.+.+

She caught his wrist before he could tuck the gold away. "Do not play me false. You'll not find me easy meat."

When she let go, Crabb rubbed his wrist. "Bloody piss," he muttered. "You hurt my hand."

"I am sorry for that. My sister is a girl of three-and-ten. I need to find her before—"

"—before some knight gets in her slit. Aye, I hear you. She's good as saved. Nimble Dick is with you now. Meet me by east gate at first light. I need t' see this man about a horse."

Final thoughts:

It's never said, but it's largely implied Samwell and Brienne know each other. I'm trying to think of ways that could be relevant in the future.

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#operation stumpy re-read #affc #brienne iii

[selesera]

the archer is an elain archeron song 💘

how you ask?? "why do I care" you ask??

you might not care but I'm gonna tell you anyways 😌

SO, I took a small break from playing Midnights on repeat to listen to different tswift songs (it's called ✨variety✨ tysm)

The Archer came up and I just thought it was perfect for Elain (disclaimer: I love elucien and this is very elucien heavy)

We start with:

Combat, I'm ready for combat I say I don't want that, but what if I do? 'Cause cruelty wins in the movies

Picture: Elain in the Night Court, she's tired of being passive, tired of silencing herself, her opinions and her wants just to keep the peace. She has seen how Feyre and Nesta are allowed to have tempers and Amren can be ruthless and Mor can say what she wants and everyone loves them still... why can't she say what she wants too?

I'm gonna break up the next lines a bit more - think of these in the context of elucien:

I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you

Elain has a lot that she needs to talk about with Lucien. You can't tell me that she has ZERO thoughts about having a fae mate - even if she doesn't want him, she has to think about it enough to make a decision. Imagine her imagining how she could confront him and have the conversations she wants to have but can't because she doesn't know him.

Easy they come, easy they go

This makes me think of things that are difficult having the best payoff - their relationship is not easy but that's what is gonna make it so so sweet when they do get together!

I jump from the train, I ride off alone I never grew up, it's getting so old Help me hold onto you

Elain jumped off the mate train and said "no thank you" (it's the Archeron way 😂) maybe she's not being the moooost mature about it but homegirl needs to heal - and the last line: she needs Lucien to help her accept him.

I've been the archer I've been the prey Who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay?

It's written in acotar that Elain is extroverted; she could command a ballroom with grace, beauty and charm but then the rug is pulled out from under her and now she has gone through something traumatizing. I'm sure she still has that confidence that is trying to come through but as many do when we're in a difficult head space, we look for facts to back up our assertions: "who could ever leave me? I'm beautiful and charming and interesting" well.... Grayson left. And if he left, who else could leave?

Dark side, I search for your dark side But what if I'm alright, right, right, right here? And I cut off my nose just to spite my face Then I hate my reflection for years and years I wake in the night, I pace like a ghost The room is on fire, invisible smoke And all of my heroes die all alone Help me hold onto you

Picture Elain finally in a place where she is slowly letting Lucien in but she's been hurt and she's not about to shackle herself to this guy just because he wants her. So what if it's petty and bratty? This ain't her first rodeo sir! She's scared that he could hurt her too but the pull is just undeniable and she can barely hold herself back from him anymore and he's starting to prove to her that he can be trusted to hold her.

I've been the archer, I've been the prey Screaming, who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay? (I see right through me, I see right through me)

Who else could leave? Azriel. Azriel left her at solstice in the bonus chapter - that's two heartbreaks/ego bruises my bbygirl just wants to be loved 🥺

'Cause they see right through me They see right through me They see right through Can you see right through me? They see right through They see right through me I see right through me I see right through me All the king's horses, all the king's men Couldn't put me together again 'Cause all of my enemies started out friends Help me hold onto you

Lucien can see her, who she really is, and loves her, wants her, is patient with her, is down bad for her - he's the real deal.

I've been the archer I've been the prey Who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay? (I see right through me, I see right through me) Who could stay? Who could stay? Who could stay? You could stay You could stay You Combat, I'm ready for combat

Lucien could stay. and they lived happily ever after 😌✨

#elain archeron #elucien #lucien vanserra #taylor swift #the archer #acotar

[sylvva]

@astherea​ said :

👫 celes? 🥺plus I am adding more

meme // accepting

Izo adores all his little sisters in the crew. Seeing them reminds him of his own sister so he tends to go “big brother” mode and help them out whenever needed. He knows Celes isn’t technically a member yet but he still will check up on her whenever she is around. 

If he had it his way he would ask her to join his division, although he knows that probably wouldn’t happen due to her ties to the first and second division. Still, he believes she needs to the space to do her own thing and is interested in seeing her individual strength. 

For all shooters in the crew he likes to hold target practice. While he is a gunner, he still encourage her to come as an archer. When appropriate he will try to give her aiming tips. 

Izo admires Celes and her sister. He finds it a bit sad seeing a duo such as them enter their ranks as young as they are. Again it is a reminder of him and his own sister. 

She hated getting sling shotted around at first. The lurching feeling along with the surprise of it left her feeling queasy. However, now that she had gotten use to it, Camilla loves it. She started to view it as a ride you’d find at an amusement park.

Luffy is notorious for stealing food, so Camilla created a system for herself. She isn’t a vegetarian, but she isn’t as meat crazy as him either. So she will always eat however much protein she wants first, then purposefully leaves the rest on the side of her plate for him to take. If it is a dessert, she will try to eat as much as she can and fight off his grabby hands. 

Camilla tends to understand Luffy’s intentions and his line of thinking rather well. She is never one of the ones to go “why did he just do that?”. While there are plenty of times she finds his recklessness frustrating, she has given up trying to stop him once his mind is made up. She has instead just starting working on minimizing her worry, putting trust in the fact he always ends up fine somehow.

Their relationship doesn’t really have a label. Luffy expresses himself in his own way and that goes with how he expresses his love. Camilla is well aware Luffy can not express romantic feelings the typical way and she is okay with that. At the same time she can read him enough to know that his treatment of her differs from the rest of the crew. Otherwise, if she didn’t notice this she would have kept her own feelings to herself.

Kohza didn’t have a crush on Vivi when they were kids, not at first at least. He found her somewhat annoying and partly only played with her because he didn’t want to be too mean. He didn’t know when the crush first started but he realized it when him and his father had to move away. 

He has this desire to protect her now. Not because he doesn’t believe she can take care of herself, he knows first hand she can fight. But purely due to the fact that he is aware of how much she went through and wants to prevent her from going through more. 

There were times he wants to ask her out on a date, but always chickens out right before. It does not help he respects king Cobra and has attempted to ask for his permission first. The king usually will mention a suitor whenever the topic arises, which discourages Kohza off from pursuing his own feelings. 

SPOILER: In light of recent events, Kohza has left Alabasta to lead a search party for Vivi. He is using connections he has made as both a rebel leader and as an ambassador. He had wanted to go with them to the reverie and is starting to harbor regrets on not being more persistent. 

#astherea #▋▍▏written letters ❇ asks ❇ #▋▍▏my destiny predetermined ❇ izo: headcanons ❇ #▋▍▏tales to tell ❇ camilla: headcanons ❇ #▋▍▏per the books ❇ kohza: headcanons ❇ #[ I JUST LOVE ALL YOUR CHARACTERS AND OUR SHIPS OKAY ] #[ my thoughts: endless when it comes to you ]

[priscilla9993]

Fanfic writer emoji ask as I prepare my answers! 🥺✨🎶😬(if you feel comfortable answering this one, lol!)

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels? Maybe this a strange response, but any time there's something alluding to a character caring for another, whether it's the worry or just getting a handle on their daily routines, the things that go unnoticed and they show up with what's needed or could make the other happier. And if they're cursed, I love any moments where a reader could spot a flicker of their true selves breaking the surface, something that wouldn't be known or said otherwise. That inexplicable feeling that they've known the other for longer or that something feels familiar, so right. Anything that keeps me on my feet and thinking really. ✨

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

😂 This ask request made me laugh so hard for no reason! My compliment would be I love how every bit has heart and even if some things would be best run through a beta or friend first (i.e one direction appearing in an older work), it works out and I love the integrations of plot bunnies. 🎶Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

I listen to something that I've heard before so that I can just focus on the story or bop to the music when I feel my mind wander. A song I've been playing on loop lately has been Piri and Propose by Dreamcatcher. Shoutout a friend for getting me into their music! 😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

Surprisingly, anything that has whump, which is the majority of them to some extent. I think it's because someone shamed me once when they peered over at my fics saying that I have sick fantasies when it could be nothing closer to the sort. I've overgrown being so upset at sharing my love for whump to those I trust because they're like not my thing but get interested or still love that I love it. To this day, my sole Harry Potter fic is something I'd be horrified for anyone I know to stumble upon. Like if they read it, I don't wanna know. It's ironic because I think it's well written minus some silly choices and I want someone to see it, but not anyone close because it deals with heavy stuff. Sometimes Madarcher/Curious Archer makes me feel weirded out but not because I dislike the ship but bc my fear stems from being around too many family members that aren't accepting of lgbtqia stuff or that fictional stuff can't hurt anyone.

Point is, even if I feel horrified thinking of what ifs, I still release my fics into the world bc I love them and maybe someone else will too. Hope y'all stay cool and unabashedly true to yourselves! ❤️🤗

#thanks for the ask! #piracytheorist #food for thought #I feel more confident now #so much energy

[adonis-koo]

I was SO EXCITED when I saw the new chapter came out but I have a lot going on right now so I had to wait until now to actually read it with the attention it deserves so here goes!!!

I mean,, he’s right esp that SNAKE she’s def gonna try to terribly injure mc I just know it.

NOT THE POUT AHHH give it to him MC !

YESSSSSSSS YOONNGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIII AHHHHHHHH tbh I forgot he was finally in the story hhhhh

Right hand of areum,,,,, this is either really good or really bad pls Missy I’m begging don’t have her double cross us 😭😭😭

MC is right I wouldn’t wanna fight him either I’d be dead LMAO

The smirk,,,, Jungkook do you have something you’d like to share with the class??

YOONGI LMAO I love this so much Missy the way I can so clearly picture him your writing is perfect the characterization is perfect just perfection

NOT FIRST TIME I- IN FRONT OF YOONGI???? As if physically embarrassing her in front of Yoongi wasn’t enough🙄

YEAHH YOONGI GET HIMMMM I really hope we see more of yoongi just brutally embarrassing Jungkook in front of MC bc she deserves to have that after all the teasing jk does to her

LMAO not he’s strict pls he’s trying to make sure you do okay in the fight ,,,, however I wouldn’t want him to teach me either sounds scary lol

I will beat up those guardsmen idk what they did yet but,,, DO NOT intimidate my sweet baby wheein 😡

Damn I bet she’d be the best fighter of them all too🥺

Well damn areum she can barely do anything yet HHHH the TikTok audio of “I just a baby” is what’s playing in my mind rn

NOT ITLL BE OVER QUICK PLS 😭😭😭

SHES RUNNING SO SHE DOESNT GET HURT YOU ASS

oh 🫠

Aww the way this position would’ve made bby MC all flustered but now she can just talk and be fine I love this development v much🥹

Okay but,,, she will be fighting seohyun so ,,,, mayhaps the urge to strike would fill her then👀 bc it CERTAINLY would fill me LMAO I would be trying whack her good

Not MC essentially sneaking out of class by saying she’s going to help

MC nooo🥺 your scars are symbols of the great help you provided pls🥺🥺🥺

Watch her be a prodigy at knife throwing I’m v excited at this prospect

YESSS GO MC GO MC !!!!!!! Pls tell me jungkook was watching

YESSSSSS honestly idk what areum means by utilizing it though so jungkook,,, we are currently in the same boat lmao,,, although I find it a little unfair like why does it have to be a sword fight??? Why can’t the duel be something else like an archery competition I mean you need archers in war too,,,

Ah. Well. I guess training would be good for it but I’m still worried about the duel ,,,

Playing catch with their new puppy pls I love this so much how cute😭

Oh yeah that makes sense, she /has/ been targeted quite a bit lately too,,,

Oop. This is so scary though poor mc:( and poor Jungkook pls they’re just now getting comfortable with each other let them have peace😭😭😭

Ah yes it also wouldn’t be fair to the people hhhh

LMAOOOO AS IF YALL WERE COMMUNICATING WELL AT THAT TIME JK PLS “had i not made that clear” PLEASE

No he would LOVE the chance to flaunt in Jins face mc

I CANT WAIT AHHHHHH

Yeah it would suck for him to get used to being in the castle and then suddenly not be allowed in anymore:/

If this man had anything to do with the attempt on MC ,,,, and if he’s the old guard head and is the one who scared wheein ooooohh I want this man’s head

TANTRUM ????? HIS WIFE WAS ALMOST MURDERED

Now why is the uncle on his side all of a sudden hello ???

The wolf didn’t have to die but okay ,,,

Mmmm I don’t trust this bounty hunter one bit I bet he’s in on it somehow. I don’t like this

WHY DOES HEEEEEE HAVE TO COME TO DINNER like the creepy uncle nobody likes ugh🙄

If it’s seohyuns family first I’m gonna lose it

Well that was entirely unhelpful.

That’s so unfair to the actual people of the country who need more help ,,,

Ugh

Sighhhhhh if wheein is saying it then ,,,, I guess .

I love wheein and mcs relationship it’s just so sweet and good🥹

Wheein🥺 she’s been through so much,,,, but also YEONJUNNNNN lmao anyways

LMAO THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN TAEHYUN AND JK AND MC AND WHEEIN PLEASEEEEEE

RUBBING HIS HEAD LIKE LMAOOOO yeah we all know jk is a handful, taehyun poor thing

Oh MC you sweet naive bby

POOR TAEHYUN PLS DONT DRAG HIM INTO IT HES ALREADY DEALING WITH IT ALL DAY LMAOOOOOO

NOT DISMISSED 😭😭😭

Yeah we need to get to the root the assassins just a hired hand in this case,,,,

Poor mc she thought everything would be fine if she made this huge sacrifice but it’s just been mess after mess :/

That man can’t keep his mouth shut ofc

Pls pls let Jungkook be right bc if something goes really wrong his dumb ass uncle is gonna make mc feel so so horrible and like she’s ruined everything for jk

Yoongi voice of reason exactly exactly

Awww MC 🥺 she’s really falling for him my bby

THATS SO SWEET AWWWWW HE GIVES HER THE STRENGTH PLS

NO NO NO NO PLS DONT LEAVE HER ALONE SHE COULD DIE NO IM SO SCARED

Oh fuck off.

she almost /died/ saving ppl from a fire AND then /again/ after just giving a speech are we serious right now ????? No bc I know some bs is gonna happen and she’s gonna get framed for something ISNT SHE ???? No no no I cannot have this for my bby

YEAH TELL HIM MC !!! FUCK HIM UP !!! Ugh I love how confident she was

Sighhh mc AND yoongi are gonna be in trouble when the prince finds out they didn’t tell him and I know he’s gonna find out before she has the chance to tell him sighhhhhhhhh

UGH THE FUCKING DUEL I FORGOT

Damn that’s a wild history ,,,,,

YESSSSSS ABOLISH THE OLD SYSTEM AND REHABILITATE EXACTLY

oh 🫠 man He- wow.

MISSY what great chapter!!! Thank you again for sharing your amazing writing with us! I can tell things are really getting set into place and that things are gonna start like realllllyyyyy kicking off soon oof. What a lovely chapter and what a nice way to be fully introduced to yoongi!!! The little moments between MC and JK and esp at the end when he comforts her pls🥹💕 they’re really growing into their relationship it’s so lovely to see. And the relationships between wheein and mc and taehyun and jk I’m always here for scenes that show us their dynamics more I love it!! And the whole archery thing yes!!!! I’m so excited for what’s to come!!! Thank you again and I hope you’re doing well!!! -💜💜💜

HEHEHEH you got me giggling and twirling my hair with these asks!! I’m dying at your reactions to the first scene because ALSO JUNGKOOK WAS SO OUT OF POCKET FOR THE “FIRST TIME” COMMENT IN FRONT OF YOONGI 😭 also you can imagine my face as I wrote Yoongi being Areum’s right hand HEH 😈😈😈 guess y’all are just gotta have to stick with me and find out if that’s a good or a bad thing!

Also as for Wheein and what happened after use helped Jungkook…🫣 this mayhaps…is a surprise tool for later, or should I say MUCH sooner HEHEHE !!! BUT ALSO YOUR REACTION TO JUNGKOOK AND MC’S SPAR HAHAHA that was another moment I thoroughly enjoyed writing! Just that whole scene was so fun, especially MC being all pouty and continually running from him and him just being like 🤨come back🤨

As for Areum’s mention of him ultizing her natural ability in aim…that knight also be a surprise tool for later ;) because she isn’t necessarily referring to the duel when she mentions this! As for why it’s swords only, it’s mainly due to the fact that a lot of their culture centers around steelwork, and most of steelwork when it comes to weaponry is…swords, they go a bit hand in hand. Archery is used but it’s not a very utilized skill in Penumbra, whereas everybody and their baby can wield a sword or dagger.

!!! PLEASE I was SO excited for everyone’s reaction at the scene where they’re playing with lil pup 🥹 even if the subject they’re discussing is…grim at best, but still, the bonding time!! 🥹🫶 also LSHAKJSS YESS JUNGKOOK IS TOTALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO GOADING SEOKJIN ABOUT BEING MARRIED TO MC 😭

LOL don’t you worry about MC and Yoongi not mentioning the whole Di Jin situation to Jungkook everything is gonna coming spilling out soon enough HAHAHAAHAHAHAHA…or will it? 🤨🤨🤨 also!! I wasn’t sure how that scene would shake down because at first I assumed MC would be intimidated by Di Jin’s threat but then as I was writing it I was just sitting there like 😧 damn MC you tell him!! Hahaha I always surprise myself when writing takes an unexpected turn, also a badass turn because she isn’t about to be pushed around anymore 😤

Ahhh I cannot thank you enough for taking the time to write such lovely reviews for each chapter! I LOVE seeing your messages come in and it gives me such a nice opportunity to deep dive more into my thoughts process on how or why something was written the way it was!! It’s been a slow moving training for MC and Jungkook but don’t you worry things are about to get a little more saucy, between them AND the rest of the plot 🫣 whether that’s good or bad we’ll just have to see LOL

#missy answers #fic: wicked #anon

[sugarybitterness]

Kate x reader

maybe it's late at night and kate is in her home office working when she hears reader crying ? readers having a nightmare and kate comforts her? 🥺 pls just lots of fluff and cuddling

yayyy my first kate request! and also my first kate fic 😮‍💨😮‍💨 honestly i adore her sm she’s so funny and overall so so sweet djksndks i am a simp 🥺 hope u enjoy this !! feedback is alw appreciated <3 also this is set in an au whr everyone lives and no one dies so yay!

700 celebration 😮‍💨

the first time you meet kate bishop is at a sports meet. intel had come in about a promising young girl who was skilled in archery, who also happened to be the daughter of the CEO of a security company. with the older avengers beginning to step down, it was time for some new faces to come in. so, it was your job to recruit her.

“hey, i’m here on the behalf of the avengers. could i get your number so that we can contact you in regards to a potential tryout?”

“oh! uh, sure? i can write it down for you if you’d like?”

when you contacted kate about coming down to showcase her skills to the team, you were taken aback by her response.

“wait, you’re actually working for the avengers? it wasn’t just some pickup line?”

“no..? wait why would you give me your number if you didn’t think i was serious about the avengers tryouts thing?”

“i thought you were cute!”

“oh my god.. so will you be coming down for the tryouts kate bishop?”

naturally, when kate was officially added to what the team called “baby avengers” alongside yelena belova and peter parker (which you were slightly miffed about as you had joined the team shortly after wanda but due to your young age the team continuously babied you), two of you started to become closer.

“someone has to look out for her!” was your defence when your friends teased you about your budding relationship the young archer. the way kate had easily trusted you worried you, considering you had yet to be introduced to the public and could’ve easily been someone trying to scam or hurt her. safe to say none of them believed you and they even began betting on when the both of you would get together. (wanda won)

while you still worry about her still too trusting nature, it’s safe to say you’ve come to love that about her as well. with your rough upbringing as an hydra experiment, trust never really came easy to you. but you found yourself trusting kate effortlessly and with trust came comfort.

comfort was yet another thing that you were still getting used to. it started small- from the very first few weeks of being an avenger. natasha finding you in the common room when neither of you could sleep due to nightmares, a cup of tea in hand. wanda choosing your favourite show or movie to watch together, sometimes holding you if you needed. yelena offering you snacks whenever she noticed you were sadder than usual.

but nothing could ever prepare you for the comfort kate bishop brought you.

it was another late night for your girlfriend. kate might technically be an avenger, but she had decided to continue working under bishop security. a decision she regrets slightly when all kate wants to do was to hold you and sleep all day long, but the reports that were due in a couple days meant that she wouldn’t be sleeping anytime soon.

taking a sip from the still warm cup of tea that you had prepared for her before bed, kate closes her eyes and sighs tiredly, her mind running through a mental list of things she had to do. a sudden cry from the bedroom of the apartment makes kate sit up quickly, cup hurriedly set down on the table as she reaches for her bow and arrows.

the brunette is quick to move to your shared room, her mind quickly running through the security protocol she would have to activate if there was a hostile there. the door opens and kate braces herself for a fight, but is met with your shaking form in the middle of the bed.

“baby?” kate calls softly, brows furrowing when you don’t seem to acknowledge her. moving slowly so as to not startle you, kate places her weapons to the side before walking over.

“honey, can you hear me?” kate tries again, releasing a sigh of relief when you turn your head just a little, locking eyes with her.

“katie?” your voice comes out as a whimper, your hands balled into tight fists as you try to ground yourself from the nightmare that woke you.

“yes baby girl, it’s me. is it okay if i touch you?” kate asks, knowing that you tended to be a little sensitive to touch after particularly bad nightmares. you nod quickly, unfurling your hands so that you can reach out to her. the minute kate pulls you into her embrace, your arms are circling her neck while your legs wrap around her torso. kate gently moves the both of you until she was sitting against the headboard, one hand stroking through your hair while the other runs up and down your back soothingly.

“you’re okay honey, you’re safe.” kate spoke softly, her comforting words slowly easing your erratic breathing. you softened in her hold, reveling in the way kate made you feel so safe, her soft kisses to your head making your body fill with warmth.

“thank you.” you whisper into the darkness of the room, your lips pressing a soft kiss onto kate’s neck where you had been nuzzling into.

“no need to thank me love, i’m here for you, always.” kate promises, her hold on you tightening ever so slightly.

you were forever thankful that the universe brought you someone like kate and that you could always seek out the comfort of your girlfriend’s embrace whenever you wanted. with kate, you felt safe and, most importantly, you felt loved.

#kate bishop #kate bishop x reader #kate bishop x you #marvel #avengers

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jasjeijsks here's edd and tom's design. i even included ringo's bcuz why not?

Tom Radcliff

he's like some sort of bounty hunter/assassin? anyway, he hunts

leaning onto the shorter side, but don't let his size fool you. he can outmatch you in a fight

this tom is more reserved and quiet than your average tom

he does talk, but only if he deems it neccesary

has a crossbow that he lovingly named susan

tom has a lot of weapons hidden somewhere on him, which caused the others to wonder where he puts them

he's a very skilled archer and a swordsman

tom is demisexual

he's the second oldest by 27

he probs have tons of scars from his previous battles

his pronouns are he/they/it

tom doesn't like tord much for... some reason

before he became who he is today, tom was used as a vessel in a cult convention when he was only nine years old, where a powerful demon from the underworld is summoned to carry its soul

but it kind of didn't work out well

after that, tom has to cope with the fact that he has a powerful ass demon that had fused his soul living within him, which maybe makes him a half-demon i guess?

he transforms into his full form strictly if he's experiencing a strong emotion

all those years of containing the demon provided him the knowledge to control his powers

tom can speak to his host and it annoys him that it always talks about how it can someday influence him

he met matt first when he saw him admiring the jewelry in a store

funny thing is that tom was paid by matt's dad to find his son who ran away

and so a fight began and tord was searching for matt until he found him battling against a short man who's obviously winning

tom compromised a deal after a lot of whining from matt that once he's done with whatever he wants to do, they have to go back to the castle

however, he has to come with them

matt was not happy about that

but he didn't want his ass kicked by a short ass guy

tom is good at playing the guitar and the flute

he hates physical contact (no he doesn't he's touch starved)

more info coming soon

Edd Gardner

edd is a researcher studying magic beasts and their origins

he received ringo from his grandmother who used to be a beast researcher

edd and ringo are inseparable

he is the oldest and the tallest of the group, only about five months older than tom

he's not familiar with combat, but he is decent with a dagger

he can use earth and healing magic :D

edd is a very resourceful guy. he has bandages, food, you name it

generally, he is friendly, however, edd is short-tempered

his intelligence is higher than your average edd, although he's actually a dumbass

not the athletic type :/

his parents are famous beast researchers at the magic beast institution where they often worked and edd is inspired to be just like them

he has a big brother named levin

despite his calm and mature nature, he tends to be a prankster

edd is happy that he finally has a pranking buddy in the group

he is bisexual

his pronouns are he/him

edd is like the mom friend of the group, keeping everyone in place

though not athletic, he is strong. very, very strong

edd can intimidate anyone with a cold-stone glare

he wasn't bothered by how he has a vampire prince and a demon as friends, but once they met he'd thought he felt obligated to bow

so he did and the first thing matt did was laugh

edd was embarrassed honestly

tord is the only person he could confide his trust to

not like he doesn't trust matt and tom, but sometimes, he wasn't sure

a huge animal lover

more info coming soon

Ringo

sweet cat 💓❤💕🥺

but fierce

she's a very large cat and is a magic beast

she used to be a small normal kitten—until she suddenly grew like 7 feet

ringo can expand her body to any size she wants

edd uses that ability to sometimes get a ride

she loves her best friend so much that she will do anything to help him

her claws are sharper than a dagger, so don't piss her off

weirdly enough, she and tord had this strange connection where they simply stare at each other for hours

she can sense auras

ringo is wary about tom's aura, partially because he carries a demon's soul in him.

she and edd's bond is so strong that ringo could speak to him via mental link

more info coming soon

#eddsworld #art #my art #ew edd #ew tom #ew ringo #eddsworld au #fucking finally!!!

[jeweled-blue-eyes]

i’m so bored of black haired mls. blondes are on thin ice ✨ same with white hair and perhaps red and blue hair because it’s not THAT common. 🏌️ like… give us brown hair??? there’s soo many shades of brown 😭 you even have hazelnut and it’s so cute? or other colors??? what about a ginger? or pink hair? green hair? it doesn’t even have to be a neon or too strong! like. a soft green or olive or SOMETHING!!! or give us more than one color 😭 idk. we r lacking variety!! 🥺🤧😭and stop with the cold possessive powerful love interest that is actually an asshole and treats the protagonist badly 🥺 idc idc it has to stoppp 😭 let them be normal and decent istg…

Agreed. We need more:

- turquoise, pink or purple haired male leads

- sweet boys with wavy hazelnut coloured hair

- white haired boys (because you can never have enough of them)

- boys who can cook and do laundry. In an era where nobles drop like flies because their enemies poisoned them you can't really put your trust in the shady maids that used to neglect you, can you?

- pacifist and gentlemanly male leads who'd rather stab themselves than disrespect someone else's wife (bonus if they want to become a scholar or artist)

- male leads who also got isekaied but since they don't know what an Otome Game is they are even more lost than MC is and they agree to exchange information/goods and try to work though it together. They also make laws to improve the life of women, because they are straight up disgusted with the openly practiced misogyny there.

- archers instead of swordsmen

- dark-skinned male leads with black hair and brown eyes

- with a very anti-imperialist/ anti-nobility stance

- characters with bi-coloured hair or strands

- dangly earrings

#anon #answered asks

[vindictes]

Does your gio have irezumi or is it just tattooing? Also how long has Archer been in his life? (Sends u love from afar)

HI AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE 🥺

most of them are very irezumi-like, yes! all monochrome, with splashes of color here and there. some are done in stick and poke style since majority of them is done in some shady underground place instead of a proper tattoo shop. he thinks some of them are ridiculous but hey, he’s way over his one-night fling phase at 41 yo, no one’s gonna see them anyways. 

i don’t have any definite set in stone headcanons regarding other characters because i love different interpretations and always first respect the take my writing partner has on their muse. but i like to think that archer is a founding member, maybe even the first one gio had his eyes on when scourging the kanto underground for shady people with spice and fight in them. 😌  so as of how long he’s been in his life, easily over a decade, depending on the take on the timeline of the games bc it’s weird and messy. basically, he trusts archer more than any other person in the world.

also bonus tattoo reference ! 

one is styled like this but with a persian instead of a tiger 😌 

#gutsbutt #《 asks. 》 #《 ooc. 》 #hi tysm for this <3 #I RAMBLED I'M PASSIONATE ABOUT THIS

[khaleesiofalicante]

(Простые языки заканчиваются, извините😂) Привет!  Надеюсь у тебя все хорошо

I'm happy you got to rest yesterday!! Sending my best as always 💚

Gigi is my queen!!

“What does Asmodeus look like?” “Like a piece of shit,” (She is not wrong tho...)

LBAF gang loving and protecting Magnus after they knew about Asmodeus >>>>anything else

“Or maybe he really enjoyed someone at the trial,” Wait, what??? I need answers!!

Rafael and Anjali could have been the hot and power couple!!!

Sizzy!! They are so wise?!!?!💙

Shit, I'm worried for Lexi...

“It’s a prince of hell.” GIGI GETS SHIT DONE!! Why haven't I thought about what happened to Jesse before??

“Now we go find us a weapon so we can kill this son of a bitch.” Izzy is so protective and badass and in this eesay I will...

“It looks like Godzilla,” Georgia said in wonder. “But with wings!” “Hey! That’s what I was thinking!” dada grinned. “Not now, nerds!” (Can we take a hot minute to appreciate and love the Lightwood-Lovelace family?? 💙)

“Georgia,” he said, his voice low. “Get behind me." Georgia grinned at that. “You’re cute." Roman looked momentarily perplexed. “What?” “We are more of an in-the-face kind of family,” Georgia explained and ran towards the demon. (God, they are killing me 😂💙)

“He is so hot when he does that,” mama said with a deep sigh.“ THIS NSBSISJOSN

“Why is that weirdly attractive?” I also wonder that Roman....

Simon is so fucking in love💙💙

“Like hell, Lewis!” mama shouted. “The next man in my life to try some self-sacrificial bullshit is going to get strangled.” (My girl has her priorities straight!!)

I love how they trust Gigi!!!

THIS. THAT FAMILY. I'M LOVE THEM SO MUCH!! They are just there, umproblematic, badass, smart, simping  ✨wow✨

"God, these people didn’t deserve this man." No, they don't!!

"It meant everything to him – to Magnus, who had felt unwanted in more ways than he could count." 🥺🥺🥺

OMG THE FUNERAL IS TODAY??

"Remember Alec? Remember when we put up stars in his bedroom?” I'm crying😭

Magnus dont blame yourself for Asmodeus!!!

"Or maybe because Magnus couldn’t watch to see someone suffer – not even Asmodeus." My man is just so soft.... Kinda

"Alec looked like he would kill Asmodeus and get back to work tomorrow. Good." I APROVE THIS :)

The irony of Magnus thinking he cant let Asmodeus and Max meet is funny and I hate it😂

"Asmodeus would never kill when he could play. And Max, for some weird goddamn reason, liked to be played with." Well, thats true....

Yes Catarina!!! CALL THE OUT!!

"Gabriel was leaning against the wall, looking lazy and bored and too well-dressed for the job. Magnus approved." Same 💙

Anjali...

"I see your heart – and why she stole it." Now this is the part where I go cry in a corner...

Shadowhunters fell in love with danger. Downworlders fell in love with comfort.

It was always the same. Even now.

Rafael had fallen for Anjali – fire and ice and everything that burned in between.

Max had fallen for David – blankets, and mugs of tea and unending warmth.

But neither had survived. Both had crashed and burned

Pain. Pure and heartbreaking pain. 💔

"She took every piece of Rafael she had and gave it back to Magnus. And Magnus took them all. Each anecdote. Each story. Each fun fact." They could have been a fucking amazing family!!!

“Max can’t create lightning,” Magnus laughed (who is gonna tell him??)

“Thank you,” Magnus whispered. “Thank you for saving my Rafael.” (why am I crying??? Why is this so sad??)

"The archer wrapped his long arms around them, covering Anjali and Magnus, holding them close." I swear my sister is concerned for my tears...

She will girlboss her way out of this shit😎

"She had wanted to tell her parents. She knew she had a problem. A mundane illness – or something. Was this anxiety? Was this ADHD?" I need you to tell Clary and Jace!!

Amira is just an incredible friend💙

"It wasn’t the kind of job Selena would have chosen for herself. But it was fine. You can’t win them all." Oh shit, I didn’t know Selena didn't want it..

“I’m taking over your investigation,” Oh shit..

Ragnor is just🥺

“It means they knew the assassin,” Anjali said, her voice grim. “It means it was a shadowhunter. It was one of us.” (OH fuck oh fuck OH FUCK. I HAVE SO MANY THEORIES JDJDKSIS)

I mean she is right!!! Shadowhunters would definetly do it!!

Ok, I get where Anjali is coming from, but still she is being kinda harsh to her if she doesn't want Selena involved cause she is young...

Anjali!!!!!!!!!

"Gabriel is standing outside the door,” Do you mind if I scream????

“Pretend like you’re okay even when you are not,” Anjali pointed out. “Don’t we all do that?” Selena asked incredulously. “We don’t,” Anjali shook her head. Oh. Well, that was news. (I- I thought everyone did it!! I-I'm surprise...)

"Doings things with someone instead of doing it for them." Yeah, it sounds nice

Well, I have lots of thoughts... AND SO MANY THEORIES!! I feel Anjali was a little rude, but at the same time I get it and Selena needs to do what she likes...

Asmodeus trying to bond with Max is so fucking funny! 😂

"The demon had nothing to gain from lies. Lies didn’t hurt. Only the truth did."  FUCK. Thats the problem. He doesn't lie...

"Fuck. Okay so, maybe there was a small hole in his plan." YEAH, NO SHIT!!

What the fuck??

“Because there is power in our choices,” Asmodeus smiled slowly. “Whatever you might think of me, you must know this. Everything I want, I want it to be freely given.” *concerned noices*

“There are no good guys in Edom,” Asmodeus grinned. “Present company included.” (The fact that it is true offends me in the name of Max)

"Asmodeus was trying to bait him. Max knew that. But Max had never seen a bait he didn't want to bite" I'm on your side on the magic thing, but this is what Magnus wanting to fucking avoid!!!

"He knew what Asmodeus was doing. The demon was trying to make him feel like Max was in control. Well, the joke was on him. Max had never felt like he was in control over anything in his life." Me if I ever find a Prince of Hell lmaoo. Jokes on them!!!

"Bapak is going to kill him." AND I CANT BLAME HIM!

“I don’t cheat when I gamble,” Max said because he never did. “Gambling is a game of integrity.” (I'm grateful for this cause it actually inspired me for a scene in my story 😂)

"David would be proud. Okay, maybe he wouldn’t be proud of the fact that Max was gambling with Asmodeus. But still."  Yeahhh, I... I dont know...

Oh fuck, he choose dare?!?!

“Show me how to make two portals at the same time.” *sighs* bitch...

"But Bapak had done it. What did he think of? What made his mind relax so much that his mind existed in two places at once?" Honey... Its obviously Alec🥺🥺

That was such bullshit. “I’d like to try,” Max said then. Okay. It may have been bullshit. But they were not wrong. ( Dude.....)

“Teach me how to practice transmissomancy. Teach me how to take someone’s magic.” Bro, you are crossing the line.... But continue please

"And he felt it. The demonic power inside him. It felt…It felt so fucking good. The power. The strength. The magic." I'M CONCERNED.... AGAIN!!!

“I tried to kill my brother,” FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

That was a lot!!! Wow

"Max wasn’t going to let his father down. Asmodeus can go to hell. Or stay in hell. Whatever." Yup😂😂

“Are you sure about that, Mon ange?” WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKING HELL???? JEVDKSIND I'M DNDKDNS WOW WHAT?? I'M IN A FAMILY MEETING AND I JUST WANT TO SCREAM!!!

Ok, thats was sooo long. My apologises

До свидания! Я надеюсь, ты отдохнешь после этой длинной главы💙💙

RUSSIAN! YES! I GOT IT RIGHT!

And sorrrrrryyyy about the malec angst. That pov kinda went off lol.

I will reimburse for the tissues <3

And yes! I took the entire day off (INSTEAD OF WORKING SKDF BHSKHDJ)

I'll see you Tuesday. Hope you are taking it easy too 💙

#lbaf

[sugarybitterness]

Kate x r maybe brought her gf to the compound to meet all the lady Avengers like nat, Carol, wanda, etc but readers is the shy and quiet type so she cowards behind kate? 🥺 pls just a lot of fluff

more kate:]! sorry for the delay on this anon, and i’m sorry about the slightly awkward ending 🥲

700 celebration 😮‍💨

you clutched onto kate’s hand tightly as you followed her into the avengers compound. your girlfriend of 4 years had been officially inducted into the avengers about a month ago and after all the logistics had finally been figured out, you two were set to move in.

about half of your things had been brought in earlier, both of you agreeing to keep your current shared apartment so as to have a little place to get away to if ever needed. but right now there was a more urgent matter that you had to attend to.

which was being introduced to the other inhabitants of the compound. thankfully, kate knew that you didn’t do the best in large groups so she had preplanned to slowly introduce you in groups. today you’d be meeting the other ladies on the team, natasha, wanda, carol and yelena. you had already met yelena before and while she can be often seen bullying kate, you knew the blonde assassin had a secret soft spot for your archer.

you were trembling slightly, hand gripping kate’s tightly. the elevator lurched to a stop suddenly, and your gaze snapped up from the floor to kate who had one hand on the emergency stop button while looking at you worriedly.

“you okay love?” kate asked softly as she moved to stand in front of you, her hands tugging your arms to wrap around her waist. you took in a shaky breath and nodded. when kate raised her eyebrows at you, you sighed before shaking your head.

“i’m just nervous.. they’re your teammates, what if they don’t like me?” you chewed on your lip nervously as anxiety started to build, causing to shiver lightly.

“i promise you, everything will be okay my love. i mean, i was scared too when i first had to meet them.. they’re the avengers after all.” kate confessed, giggling lightly at your slightly shocked expression. “i know i seemed excited more than anything but trust me, i almost turned back home when at the door of the avenges tower. i’m glad i didn’t though, the team might seem scary but they’re all really nice.”

kate leaned forward to press a soft kiss on your nose, smiling widely when you laughed, your nose scrunching up cutely. “besides, if they hurt you i will hurt them back. avengers or not, no one messes with my girl.”

your cheeks flushed a soft red at kate’s words, your lips pressing against hers in a soft kiss.

“alright let’s go.”

-

you peeked over kate’s shoulder at the four women in front of you. they had just finished introducing themselves and now it was your turn. you took a deep breath in before sharing your name and age, as well as your hobby- which was reading, the same as wanda’s.

the sokovian witch immediately perked up at that fact and started to ask you questions about your favourite books and authors. while you stayed tucked behind kate for most of the conversation with your arms wrapped around the brunette’s midsection, the rest of them smiled as they saw you slowly open up.

eventually natasha joined in as well, since she was the one that had introduced wanda to reading to begin with, leaving yelena and carol to start another discussion amongst themselves.

when natasha and wanda offered to bring you to the compound’s library, you hesitated slightly as you turned to look at kate.

almost immediately, natasha extended an invitation to your girlfriend as well, smiling to herself when she saw you relax when kate nodded in agreement. your felt you own lips curl into a smile when you realised what the russian had done, sending her a thankful smile. natasha merely winked in response, her arm looping around wanda’s as both of them started to make their way to elevators with you and kate close behind.

it seemed like living here wouldn’t be too bad.

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