evebeforethefall

[evebeforethefall]

remember when lyra and will sealed their fate together as they each stepped through a window, then closed one to live apart

#yes i do remember #i am unwell #{ she will bring the end of destiny | lyra } #{ otp; every atom of me and every atom of you } #lyra silvertongue #will parry #lyra belacqua #lyra x will

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#those last two are me >:) #{ she will bring the end of destiny | lyra } #{ call yourself a father? | asriel } #{ i love her with everything i have | marisa } #{ i love that little girl like a daughter | lee } #{ you are worthy of each other | iorek }

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Lyra: Why do I keep you around?

Pantalaimon: Because the alternative would be developing a consciousness of your own.

#{ out of symbols } ooc #yes ​this is tsc coded #{ she will bring the end of destiny | lyra } #lyra x pantalaimon #incorrect quotes #his dark materials #the book of dust #phil im in your walls hurry up with book 3

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Doctor Who — Last of the Time Lords   {Sentence Starters}

“You saved the world.“

“You’ve been in space?“

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.“

“So, this is me, getting out.“

“You do your job, I’ll do mine!“

“Yeah, but you can’t trust him.“

“I’ll get him. Even if it kills me.”

“Oh, but you’re still going to die.“

“But, you know what? I am good.”

“Dying in your arms… happy now?“

“All you do is talk and talk and talk.“

“You’re my responsibility from now on.“

“And what about me? Can you fix that?“

“There you go. I’ve got you. I’ve got you.“

“Human race, greatest monsters of them all.“

“You can’t do this. You can’t do it. It’s not fair!“

“Could you do it? Could you actually kill him?“

“You’ve got to. Come on. It can’t end like this.“

“You’re not dying. Don’t be stupid. It’s only a bullet.“

“Sorry, the more you know, the more you’re at risk.“

“But even then, why come all this way just to destroy?“

“I’m going To kill him, if I have to wait a hundred years.“

“It’s good, isn’t it? Isn’t it good? Anything? No? Anything?“

“I thought, there’s no point. No point to anything. Not ever.“

“You still haven’t answered the question. What happens to me?“

“Oh well, it doesn’t matter. I’ve got her exactly where I want her.“

“If that rings, when that rings, you’d better come running. Got it?“

“You might be many things, but you don’t look like a killer to me.“

“There’s a lot of people depending on you. You’re a bit of a legend.“

“Because all those things, they still happened because of him. I saw them.”

“Maybe I’ve been wandering for too long. Now I’ve got someone to care for.“

“He has saved your lives so many times, and you never even knew he was there.“

#rp memes

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Doctor Who — The Woman Who Lived  {Sentence Starters}

“Spare me your pity, I’m fine.”

“This is what you made of me.“

“How’d you know I had a ship?“

“This is banter. I’m against banter.“

“How many people have you killed?”

“Now is not the time to be showing off.“

“Proud of me? You weren’t even there.“

“It isn’t right for you to be on your own!“

“Kill him and you make an enemy of me.“

“What else would you take from me, sir?“

“I had no idea how much you’d suffered.“

“Step aside or I shall blow your brains out.“

“Just let me shoot them and be done with it!“

“I don’t need to be indestructible, I’m superb.“

“Yes, I was. You didn’t see me, but I saw you.“

“See, you do have a heart. You don’t fool me.“

“For what it’s worth, I’ve saved many lives too.”

“But I do. Oh, God, I do. I actually do. I… I care.”

“My own companion. Singular. Unattached. Alone.”

“You didn’t save my life… You trapped me inside it.“

“You’re still not going to take me with you, are you?”

“At least I show my face. What’s wrong with yours?“

“You’re immortal, not indestructible. You can be hurt.”

“When things get really bad, I tear the memories out.“

“They would have died anyway. Human life is fleeting.“

“It can’t have been easy, outliving the people you love.“

“I am flesh and blood, my love, but all you see is a ghost.“

“This is no way to live your life, de-sensitized to the world.“

“And you will step away, if you wish to take another breath.“

“You’re going to get us all killed, if you don’t shut your mouth.“

“I am forced to assume you have plans I wouldn’t approve of.“

“Just ignore me, I’m just passing through, like fish in the night.“

“No. I just want you to attack first. Then my conscience is clear.“

“Oh, don’t mind me, don’t mind me. I’m only going to be a minute.“

“Sorry, I really was planning to listen that time but, basically, I didn’t.“

“I live in the world you leave behind, because you abandoned me to it.”

“Yes, I didn’t get that impression when you were threatening to kill me.“

“No. I think I want to stick around, and keep an eye on you for a while.“

“Fortunately, I’m really good at holding my breath. Ungrateful peasants.“

“All these people here, they’re like smoke, they blow away in a moment.“

“Enemies are never a problem. It’s your friends you have to watch out for.“

“While you’re busy protecting this world, I’ll get busy protecting it from you.“

“Sorry, were you talking to me there? Try again. I promise I’ll listen this time.“

“It broke my heart when the questions started and I knew I had to leave him.“

“Of course, you don’t forget the man who saved your life. It’s good to see you.”

“All the other names I chose died with whoever knew me. Me is who I am now.“

“I saved your life. I didn’t know that your heart would rust because I kept it beating.”

“I’ve had eight hundred years of adventure, enough to fill a library if you write it down.”

“But, I remember the person you used to be. She’s still in there. I can help you find her.“

“I have waited longer than I should ever have lived. I have lost more than I can even remember.“

#rp memes

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She listened but there was a thought that nagged at her. Her mother had come all that way, risked the journey and risked being sighted by the CCD because she had wanted to see her. Her father, alas, had not. Of course, it hardly surprised her to recognise the distance that Lord Asriel placed between the two of them, relating it in her mind to how he had preferred for her to think of him as an uncle, rather than a father. Naturally, as she had grown, she had come to understand the need for secrecy, but it hadn’t made the sinking feeling any easier.

She focused again on her mother, letting a smile creep across her expression. “Times may be changing sooner than we expect, or we can only hope they are,” she replied. She explained how she was studying for a history degree now, at St Sophia’s. A women’s college, albeit her residence remained - for the time being - at Jordan. Her studies had almost taken over her entire free time, allowing only small fragments of her work weeks to allow for her to take her alethiometer learnings to the Bodley’s Library. She was like her parents in many ways, and while that seemed like a horror when she had still been a child, she supposed returning from the North, so changed, and further growing up had allowed her to see the bigger picture.

Lyra paused, as they sat opposite in her small attic bedroom at Jordan. She couldn’t help but think that it wasn’t the appropriate setting for a cosy catch up with her mother. She stood, Pantalaimon slipping from the mattress to land by her feet. She was hesitant, “Do you want to… go for a walk? Around the city?” She asked, almost stuttering the words as they came. She gestured to their surroundings in a manner that could only be described as simply ‘i’m not sure how to proceed’. She wanted to ask about her father, and about where the two grownups found themselves now, questions bubbling in her mind. She wanted to know more, but the overwhelming urge was cramping her thoughts within her small room. She let a smile creep across her expression, visible to her mother’s eye. “We could… get a drink or something?”

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She didn’t know where to begin. Every unanswered question from when she was younger flooded into her mind, refusing to form themselves into coherent words. Lyra only stuttered in response. She supposed she wanted to know how her mother had become who she was; the Gyptians had only told her small details when she had been a girl. An outcast, in a loveless marriage, fell in love with Asriel as soon as they met…

“Well…” she started. Her voice was quiet but she made an effort to sound confident in what she was saying, even if it wasn’t entirely convincing. “If our world had been different, maybe more like Will and Mary’s,” she cleared her throat at the mention of her friends, “would you and Asriel have been happy? Despite what happened to Edward Coulter, and the affair…” that resulted in me.

She felt Pan’s fur against her bare skin, offering a source of support and comfort, as she braced herself for the response. Would they have been able to raise me, had our world been different?

Marisa wasn’t surprised by the question; she had been expecting something along those lines. She too had often thought of what things would be like if they had been in that world, where people were given so many freedoms that they took for granted. 

“Well, for one, if our world was like theirs, apparently divorce is actually quite common there. And usually supported, especially if the relationship isn’t happy. So I feel like if our world was like theirs, I would’ve divorced Edward Coulter. Perhaps I wouldn’t have even married him in the first place. Maybe I would���ve actually been given my doctorate, and I would be a scientist and Asriel and I would’ve married. But, um…” 

“To better answer your question, Lyra, yes. Asriel and I have our differences and our power struggles, but one thing we can agree on is that we both love you and that we love each other. I think we would’ve had our fights and lashing out and you might’ve wrongfully blamed yourself for our constant arguing as most children do. But we would’ve assured you that it’s not you, it’s just your father and I being stubborn and unwilling to compromise.” Marisa chuckled a tiny bit. “I think we would’ve had our issues and dysfunction, but overall I think we would’ve been happy. Definitely happier.”

#viciousgold #{ i. & marisa } #{ verse. the secret commonwealth }

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She watched her eyes, carefully, considering her answer. If she said yes, she would be accepting a life with her mother, but also abandoning Will, and Roger and whatever her responsibility was in her father's war. If she said no, what kind of person would that make of her?

She supposed, however, that starting a life with her mother wouldn’t have to be goodbye to her old life. Lyra’s gaze followed the woman carefully, watching her body language and the way she posed her queries and replies. “Yes, I suppose I can say I will try,” she said, her voice quieter than she expected, “I want to, at least, try.” The mention of the alethiometer alerted her gaze, finally glancing away and towards the small knapsack that was on a small wicker chair beside where she had been sleeping. She knew, instinctively, that the golden alethiometer was inside, wrapped within its black velvet cloth. Every urge inside her fought to get up and grab it, to ask it what she should do. But she seemed to already know what it would say. That she, and Will, had something important to do, and that was the highest priority, no matter how her feelings changed. But the Magisterium had one too, and an adult alethiometrist. Even if he wasn’t as skilled as she was with the instrument, she had to admit he had the benefit of scholarship. She couldn’t fault her mother in wanting to stay ahead of them, to stay unpredictable, as it were.

She took a sip of the glass given to her, her eyes still focused on her mother’s. Lyra thought about how she had once wished that Lord Asriel and Mrs Coulter would fall in love and marry, raising Lyra to adulthood. She hadn’t been far from the truth, but the truth had more to tell than just of a forbidden love, and a child born out of wedlock. She placed the glass on the surface nearest to her, as she pushed with both hands to sit herself up more. “You’re certain that we would be safe?” She asked, “I’m not the same girl who fled from you in London… I’ve seen what the Magisterium is capable of, what you’re capable of.” And what about Will? Where did he fit into the plans?

 • LYRA SILVERTONGUE •​

Lyra was tired, but the last thing she wanted to do was sleep. She was tired of something always being expected of her, or her being resented for something, because she was never allowed to know what that was. All she knew was that it was something the Magisterium wanted her captured, or dead, for. No one told her what though. “If this war ever ends without us…” she muttered.

She pushed herself to a better sitting position, Pantalaimon using the opportunity to move into her lap. “Something’s expected of me, something that terrifies them but I am sick of never being told the truth,” she complained, “It makes it so so hard to trust anyone.” She trusted Will, wholeheartedly, and he trusted her. The two of them were entwined somehow, and between the alethiometer, the knife and each of their respective fathers, it was probably to do with her father’s war. Maybe she could avoid it. But maybe she also had a role to play. “If we left, where would we even go? Neither of us are very good at all… this.” She gestured between them, to symbolise the familial aspect.

˚ · .✧˚ · .✧˚ · . no words came in answer, for it had been consuming marisa’s mind from the moment she had traveled all that way… the neverending escape. be it their world or another — this war could reach them everywhere. the magisterium on one side, merely miles & miles away, & the authority himself on the other side of the barricade — just behind that thin line separating all the worlds. everyone’s eyes turing their way ——lyra’s way. had, of all people, the girl’s father appeared to be the one blind enough not to see… she had once admired his determination & the unhuman ambition — now it carved at her heart for she found herself hoping that perhaps his eyes would at last open. that he would come back. it carved at her heart to realize he really meant those words when she refused to go with him that day on the mountain. for they would be safer by his side, wouldn’t they ? even if it meant tossing themselves right in the eye of this cyclone. had she made a mistake leaving the boy behind ? would that be enough to lure him in ? no, it was too risky; for lyra wouldn’t miss the opportunity to flee from her grasp yet another time. one could also only imagine the boy himself could be the tempter.

❝ i don’t think anyone know what that really is, darling. ❞ she said softly, dropping both hands on her lap. with a sigh, she got up to fill up two glasses with some fresh water. back on spot in no time, she handed one to her daughter. her own fingers wrapped around the cup, tapped against it.  ❝ it makes them even more fearful. not knowing. not understanding. but they won’t be willing to even try. such an utter ignorance… ❞  the voice was soft, almost a whisper, but eyes remained cast towards the ground for she herself felt guilty of the judgment she placed upon the clerics. has she ever feared anything quite as much as her daughter’s fate ? but she didn’t fear it more than losing her child all together. a small sad smile appeared as she glanced at lyra’s hand. ❝ i do hope we will at least try. can i ask you for that ? to try ? ❞ deep inside she was desperate for hear lyra promise for she truly didn’t wish to think of things she knew she would have to do — for lyra’s own good. ❝ the ’ where ’ doesn’t even matter. as long as they haven’t got a better alethiometrist, all that matters to be one step ahead of them. ❞  ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ

#toxicmalicex #{ i. & marisa } #{ verse. the amber spyglass }

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His Dark Materials (1x02) + moments from Season 2

#{ she will bring the end of destiny | lyra } #{ i love her with everything i have | marisa } #his dark materials #marisa coulter #lyra belacqua #lyra silvertongue #lyra x marisa #like mother like daughter

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CHAOS FAMILY + NAME MEANINGS (insp)

#his dark materials #{ she will bring the end of destiny | lyra } #{ i love her with everything i have | marisa } #{ call yourself a father? | asriel }

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Lyra Silvertongue (Belacqua) in BBC’s His Dark Materials 3x08: The Botanic Garden

13 year old Lyra returns to Jordan College, vs 14 year old Lyra heads to the Botanic Garden a year later on Midsummer’s Day

#his dark materials #lyra silvertongue #his dark materials series 3 #the amber spyglass #will x lyra #my gifs #dafne keen #lyra belacqua #will parry #{ she will bring the end of destiny | lyra } #{ otp; every atom of me and every atom of you }

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get to know the author!

name: phoebe, and my friends often call me pheebs, but i also respond to being referred to by my character’s name

pronouns: she/her

preference of communication: discord (nerdyfangirl#8611) and dms on tumblr

most active muse: lyra on this page, but i also write for wanda maximoff on @adarkershadeofscarlet (less active over there)

experience/how many years?: since 2018? 4+ years?

platforms you use: i started on the amino app (ew) but now, only on tumblr and discord

best experience: impossible to say! i love interacting with fellow fans and the community is so lovely!

rp pet peeves: the tumblr bots currently

fluff, angst or smut: fluff and angst are my go-to genres. my muse on this page is a child in most of my verses, but even then, i am a sex repulsed asexual and find the idea of myself writing smut extremely uncomfortable.

long or short replies: i work with either, but most of the time i will try to add detail and write prose more akin to ‘advanced literate’ or ‘novella’ style

are you like your muse?: in some ways, yes. i interpret lyra as having a rather inward and introverted persona, which i very much see in myself. we both love the idea of adventure and both come out of our shells with our friends. particularly when i was reading the secret commonwealth for the first time, i headcanoned her as being on the ace spectrum and there were certain aspects of her characterisation when she is older that i recognised in myself only a few years ago.

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his dark materials – “the botanic garden”

#his dark materials #lyra silvertongue #will parry #will x lyra #{ otp; every atom of me and every atom of you }

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what type of female character are you?

strong female character.

just because you’re a woman doesn’t mean you’re not also a man. you are strong. you can do anything and kick butt. you don’t need a character arc because you are strong. you embody a man but you aren’t a man and that is very obvious.

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#{ she will bring the end of destiny | character study } #{ did this with tbod in mind and yea i see it :) }

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if you were a plant, what species would you be?

christmas cactus.

you’re different. you go unnoticed at first, but once someone spots you, it's hard to turn away. you don't need much to be happy.

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#{ she will bring the end of destiny | character study } #lyra silvertongue

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@mrscoultxr said: ❝ i’ll go with you, if you don’t want to be alone. ❞

Lyra stopped and slowly turned to face her mother again. She still wasn’t sure how well she could trust her, her eyes glazing over her mother’s face with scrutiny and… curiosity. “What?” Her voice came out in a breath, almost a demonstration of disbelief. Although that wasn’t strictly true. Lyra knew that in some way or another, her mother did love her, and want to care and look after her. But after everything, it seemed difficult to let herself be near the woman, or even held by her - as a child should feel in the presence of a parent. She hesitated, considering her response.

“I don’t know if I can trust you…”

#mrscoultxr #{ verse. the subtle knife } #{ hello! <3 }

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A mother who loves her child with all her self is only so far from the hatchet anyway; one casual swing and it’s done. Hatred, love, all muddled up in the space inside a whisper, when the words don’t matter anymore, when the baby’s half asleep and you can carry it all the way there if you want, on nothing but the tone of your voice. When the bough breaks the cradle will fall. Sing it as softly as you like—the words clench their own teeth. The child still falls.

Idaho by Emily Ruskovich

#marisa coulter #lyra belacqua #lyra x marisa #his dark materials #{ i love her with everything i have | marisa } #{ no one’s said i could be extraordinary before | lyra }

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HDM ADAPTATIONAL RAMBLES

i’m still not over the fact that we got the atom speech AND the “let’s come back every year” speech pretty much word for word in the show. like, this is a show that has proven they care SO MUCH about the source material (jane just being a lingerer with pullman until he greenlit her to make it is such a mood).

could they have done masriel in series three better? yes, of course, we could have had much more with them. but them cutting midnight is literally my only gripe with the entire show.

like, this is how book adaptations should be. and using long form television to make it too. 💙

#{ out of symbols } ooc #{ rambles } #his dark materials #hdm spoilers #the amber spyglass #lyra x will #marisa x asriel