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songofdefiance · 2 months
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there's never going to be a game made about apollo's work in khura'in but if there WAS
nahyuta: hey so we're not facing off in court anymore
apollo: huh, why not?
nahyuta: turns out like 70% of the prosecutors were corrupt so we're kind of short-staffed, and i have other duties too
apollo: i mean yeah, makes sense. you work too hard as it is. who am i facing instead though
nahyuta, pointedly ignoring apollo's remark: a prosecutor i met during my travels, who graciously agreed to serve in khura'in during this transition. i was impressed by her work ethic and her investigative skills.
apollo, getting a bad feeling: okay...
next day, court's in session, apollo looks at who's behind the prosecutor's bench.
it's franziska von karma.
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Headcanon/theory that the haze probably does not actually look like the void, that’s just the rawest wound to display to the commander right now.
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fizzytoo · 2 months
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amaya stopped by dali's to fix her sink (show off) and to meet her new cat, frankenstein <3
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dali by @beebeesiims
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thesparringpanther · 1 year
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agent-tempest · 9 months
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There is just something beautiful about Amaya wearing armor from her wife's culture and going to rescue her in it
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magnificoluvr · 5 months
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so like magnifico and amaya are for sure the kind of couple where he’ll lay his head in her lap and stare at the ceiling while ranting about trivial issues and she plays with his hair and listens right
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a-certain-elf · 7 months
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raayllum · 4 months
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27 with Janaya?
27. "I'm going to carry you, okay?" Plus send me a number with a ship and i’ll write it (accepted ships are tdp canon ships + rarepairs (claudiez, sopreli, corvus/terry, sorvus)
Six months into her stay at New Aurea, Amaya breaks her wrist.
The attempt to take back Lux Aurea is far more costly for plenty of her and Janai's troops—no bodies to bury, the dead taken further into the dark army that had befallen their city—so Amaya cradles her wrist to her chest and orders a more formal retreat while Janai comforts her brother, who has never been more shaken.
It's only when Gren hugs her—too hard, too strong just in her current state—upon return back to camp that it becomes apparent to everyone else that something is wrong.
"Amaya!" Janai is by her side in a second, a cry of alarm seared on her lips. "What—oh."
"It's nothing," Amaya signs with her other hand, weak and clumsy. It's been a long time since she's had to practice signing one handed at all, and a lump forms in her throat.
She won't be able to fight like this. Won't be able to help with any further excursions into the city. Won't be able to spar with Janai or—
"Nonsense," Janai says, and then glances back at the surviving wounded behind her. She purses her lips, torn. She wants to help both of them, but... "I—"
"I'll rally Marcos and General Miyana," Gren chimes in, like he knows he'll probably have an even harder time getting Amaya to listen and rest; she pouts. "Get everyone settled while you take care of our general here."
Relief is evident on Janai's face. She squeezes his shoulder. "Thank you, Gren."
Janai is careful, trained in first aid as anyone on the frontlines would be, as she guides Amaya to one of the medical tents and after the medic has given the go ahead, begun to tend to and make a splint for the wrist. She leans in close enough that Amaya can smell the cinnamon on her breath as she ties the sling around her arm into a knot above her shoulder as well.
"There," she says, drawing back. "Much better."
It isn't. Even with advanced Sunfire healing, it takes four weeks for Amaya's wrist to heal. Four weeks of struggling to dress herself, four weeks of feeling vulnerable in just her tunic instead of her heavier armour, four weeks of watching her men spar and being regulated to the side lines, four weeks of straining her sling or splint because she forgets she can't sign with two hands, and—
It's one such morning of struggling with a thicker winter cloak, and its various buttons along the front, that makes bitter tears well up in her eyes.
She has always been able to do anything, all by herself. How could one little injury render her so inept, and weak, and—and—
The fluttering of her tent flap in her peripheral vision catches her attention, red brokered by a golden crown as Janai steps in. "Amaya?"
Amaya curses internally. To say she hasn't been avoiding Janai a little would be a lie. The queen is already so busy, and Amaya doesn't want to add more to her plate. They'd only been courting for a few weeks before the disastrous attempt to take back the city, and Amaya's broken wrist means that she hasn't been very fun the past month. No sparring, none of their newly discovered intimacy in the privacy of Janai's tent, no being able to help with the construction of the camp. Amaya hasn't even been able to help teach her how to sign that much, since it'd be pointless for Janai to learn a one-handed version just because...
Janai shouldn't have to see her be so weak. Amaya is stronger than this; or at least, she should be.
There is nowhere to hide, though, even as she wishes the white cloak would swallow her up and make her disappear.
Janai's smile fades once she sees her—because of course it does—and she steps forward. "Amaya?"
"I, uh..." Amaya presses her lips together. Her eyes burn. This is so stupid. "I couldn't get the cloak on right."
She watches as Janai's concern and confusion gives way to something... fonder. Warmer? A soft, wide grin spreads over her lover's face. "That's alright. Would you like some help?"
Amaya's eyes narrow. "Do I really have much of a choice?"
Janai laughs a little, stepping forward. She tucks the arm and its sling carefully under the broader sweep of the cloak, shortening the other side so that her uninjured hand will be easily visible even as Janai does up the buttons, one by one and smiling.
"You don't have to avoid me, you know," Janai says, glancing up at her. "All generals have their injuries. I broke my arm sparring with Karim once, when we were young. I was so embarrassed."
"I'm not embarrassed—"
"Love." Janai touches her face, brushing a thumb over the scar on her cheek. "You don't always have to be so strong all the time. You're not alone."
"But I—I know that," Amaya signs, lamely. She averts her gaze before glancing back to lip read.
"Do you?" Janai presses. The silence speaks for itself and she sighs, leaning up to give her a brief kiss. "Do you remember the first time I wept in front of you, about my sister?"
Janai had sobbed into her shoulder, the sun setting behind them. I shouldn't—Khessa was cruel to you—
This isn't about her, Amaya had countered firmly. This is about you.
"I do." She tries not to think about how much that sounds like another kind of vow, of remembrance. They are only two months in. But, at their age, with what they've been through...
"And I listened to you. I trusted you meant what you said. So trust me now: it is natural to want to carry you're own weight. And you are. But also—let me carry you." Janai grasps her free hand, squeezing, so bright brown-eyed and caring that the lump in Amaya's throat dissipates. Something thuds dully in her heart, heavy and light in her chest. "I am going to carry you, okay? I want to. I know that we are stronger together, and I know somewhere deep down, you know that too—" A twinkle enters her eyes. "Or you wouldn't have the rule we can't be on the same team while sparring another pair."
Amaya puffs out a breathy laugh. Then she settles into, the steadiness of Janai's gaze, the calloused gentleness of her hands. She breaks away just long enough to sign, "Okay."
"Good." Janai smooths down the cloak and then steps back, taking her hand. "Now come with me to the camp meeting." She winks, heat seeping into her hand at will. "I'm sure I can keep you warm better than any old cloak, anyway."
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snap-fyre · 3 months
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idk I feel like the conflict shouldn't have been 'Magnifico's keeping all the wishes to himself and barely granting any' if they wanted to keep in his backstory so much.
Like, okay, he's possessive and full of himself but they put that backstory in because he's afraid of having his home attacked and destroyed and losing his family/the people around him like what had happened when he was a child, that's why he founded Rosas in the first place, why it was a safe haven, and why he was like 'if any wishes could at all lead to Rosas being harmed in any way it is not being granted.' They should've kept going with that instead of him being all me, me, me even before he got corrupted. (The me, me, me stuff can come after, as in him feeling betrayed and unappreciated by his people because he's seen how bad life can get and how threatening people can be and doesn't want there to be any risk of it happening again.)
Maybe it could have worked better if they did it in a way that had both Asha and Magnifico be in the wrong at first. Like if Asha got the star power to come down and naively gets it to help her grant a wish in order to show Magnifico that he's being too cautious (especially with his whole, I will not be giving any of the wishes back thing) but instead it ends up having negative consequences for other people (like the opposite of one man's trash is another man's treasure sort of thing, what's good for one is bad for other's) only when this happens Asha realizes her mistake and actively works to fix it, and Magnifico gets so desperate and caught up by his past and feels like 'oh no it's happening all over again I need to do something, why don't you people understand what I'm trying to do for you' he goes to that locked-up-behind-the-glass book and it corrupts him.
Instead of making him barely concealed cartoonishly evil all the way to full on cartoonishly evil.
And it's optional but they could still do that Magnifico and Amaya are the antagonists but totally in love with each other thing by having the Queen be angry with Asha because in her eyes she's the one who drove him to act in such a way that he barely see's her anymore (you know, like one of those dramatic eye narrowing scenes where they see their enemy and go 'you!') and at the end when he's sucked into the mirror she wants to find a way to bring him back. Because she did want to bring him back in the movie before she was all 'nah he's too far gone.'
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sunfire-shield · 8 months
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I think the bit where Janai says she just needs a distraction and Amaya leans over her and Janai smiles up at her, a smile that’s little bit soft and a little bit playful, I think that scene changed my brain chemistry a bit. Like I know they dodge away by having the girls get excited about planning their wedding, which is absolutely adorable and I love it so much, but also, you can’t tell me they didn’t know exactly what they were suggesting in that scene. and I loved it
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thunderstomm · 5 months
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Crystal bear?? Slime animals?? Idk what new Rainbow High episode you guys are watching, but this is the one I saw.
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songofdefiance · 4 months
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i like to think that years down the line, everyone in NYC just. gets used to Godzilla. the city is his house, after all. also like i said, he's actually pretty careful when moving around the buildings
people are like "how can you live there?" "what do you mean?" "with... you know..." "oh, Godzilla? he's like our city mascot now. he's fought off other mutants before. my aunt once got to pet him when he was taking a nap in central park. the scientists who adopted him used to have to feed him themselves, but the city eventually allocated funds to get him enough fish. i dunno if that's a great way to prioritize the budget, but the local fisherman were happy to get paid for feeding him instead of having him steal fish from them. anyway, he's a big softie. he likes to sit on the empire state building and stargaze."
just. eventually everyone's like "this is OUR big mutated iguana."
there's some debate about how a lot of tourists now come to NYC to see him, and eventually HEAT had to hire someone to set up a safe way for people to observe him without upsetting him
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The Game: Taunting the Commander with the deaths of their friends again.
Me, Throwing my chair across the room: Taunt us with Trahearne! TAUNT US WITH TRAHEARNE!! TAUNT US WITH TRAHEARNE!!!
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fizzytoo · 3 months
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after getting too drunk to head home on her own, dali crashes at amaya and karlee's. she hangs around for a while to help with chores as a thank you for letting her stay and for the clothes she borrowed.
sometime after dali leaves, karlee and ama have a discussion about how dangerously low their finances are and how the ranch isn't bringing in much profit.
dali by @beebeesiims (also let me know if it's okay to tag you each time dali is on screen 🫂)
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sleepy-timaeus · 4 months
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lowkey craving a discord server for folks obsessed with the wish concept art 😔 like, they can like or be indifferent to the actual movie, but i want all of us to be soo in love with the concept art and discuss shit and make our own headcanons. like i need whatever the hp marauders fandom had goin on, but for wish?
like, i need to just talk about this with folks n share content. none of my homies know this movie, and even tho i can still talk to some of them bc we regularly just talk to each other about unshared interests, it isnt the same 😩 i need someone down in the trenches with me. i need a community 👁️👁️
i need us to have tags on ao3 that become official searchable tags, so i can find all the concept art-inspired fics ezpz! i need us to create gorgeous fanarts based off these headcanons n shit. i need us to flesh out the background characters more.
words cant describe how obsessed i am with this move rn. the amount of content i consume day and night. my need to watch the movie. how often i think about making my own rewrite (and all the infinite paths i could take 😔).
ive got thoughts on asha, king magnifico, queen amaya 💗, starboi, and dahlia (👀 the asha x dahila shippers have me wanting to write a oneshot fr omg)
anyway, ty for listening to a madman 🙏🏾
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agent-tempest · 9 months
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Amaya literally went 'I'm really sorry I tried to kill you cause you are an elf. Now, if you ever hurt Callum I'll fucking slit your throat and kill you' and it is hilarious
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