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starshower1215 · 5 months
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I feel it is important to note that the number one rule for writing romances is this: If the characters have to kiss for one to know that they are in love, they are not in love.
Subsequently, in any well written romance, characters do not have to explicitly kiss their romantic interest or confess to their romantic interest for the reader to understand that they are in love. 90% of communication is not put into words. There are little details, little hints. The art of romance is in its subtle storytelling.
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irishskeptic · 6 months
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“Not all men” you’re right, Amir Fadlan would never.
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Magnus: If you're happy and you know it clap your hands!
*silence*
Magnus If you're happy and you know it clap your hands!
Alex: Is he okay????
Mallory: Not since we've known him.
Blitz and Hearth: Should we be concerned???
Samirah: Yes.
Magnus: *continues singing* If you're life's a fucking mess and you're really really stressed, if you're kind of depressed, clap your hands!
Hearth, Blitz, Mallory, Alex, and Samirah: *claps furiously without any hesitation*
Amir: You all need therapy.
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i reread hammer of thor and i decided to list out some stuff i feel has been overlooked by the fandom
and stuff that hasn't been overlooked (at all) but i HAVE to mention it anyway. because reasons
also it's not THAT long of a post but it's pretty long so i put a cut there
nobody ever mentions the 'thinking cup' like whyyy
alex fierro the cheetah and weasel :)
"the gender thing wasn't what surprised me. what surprised me was the way my impression of alex had slingshot and the emotions that had stirred up"
magnus mentioning that he had been stuck in one gender his whole life and that it didn't bother him except the way it was worded made it seem like he was unsure about it jsfjfisfidgkgd
i don't think it's overlooked but the scene in which magnus is watching alex eat and halfborn goes "there's no shame in being attracted magnus" and he CHOKES
(not overlooked at all but) HEARTH'S POSESSIVENESS OVER BLITZ <333
(DEFINITELY not overlooked but) "buddy" *proceeds to take hearth's hands in his own*, "what is wrong with my elf" 😭😭
inge being fucking abused by alderman?? she was beaten??? and the iron on the door locks is harmful and extremely painful to hulder??? THAT ASSHOLE ALDERMAN
(in context to inge explaining that alderman kept a patch of wilderness in his backyard bc hulder need wilderness to live and so that he can 'hire' more help) "she said hire. i heard catch" BITCH-
the fucking wergild. i have a lot of thoughts about that and all of them involve alderman dying
also hearth's mom doesn't really seem like much of a good person either? she didn't stop alderman from being abusive towards hearth or the house staff AND she literally just cared about her reputation. maybe she wasn't as bad as her husband but she was still pretty bad (parallels there between hearth and alex)
also parallels between hearth trying to stop alderman from taking andvari's ring and trying to "pull his dad out from a hole deeper than andvari's" and magnus trying to save randolph from falling into the hole in the ground that led to helheim-
hearth and samirah's dynamic?? they've already had a fight and patched up AND were stuck together during the utgard lanes chapters. soooo a lot
also hearth and alex's brief interactions lol
"just, you know, a little respect" "for the girl with the sharp wire? no problem" "there was nothing confusing abt the smile she gave me. it warmed up the office by about five degrees" I LOVE THEM A TOTALLY NORMAL AMOUNT
amir fadlan. AMIR FADLAN EVERYBODY <333
samirah being a girlboss. samirah handling all the stress. samirah trying to show her true self to amir. samirah braving everything put in her way with courage. just samirah <3 <3 (everybody in the whole universe should be in awe of her btw)
the scene in which they're sitting on stanley (the eight-legged horse) and magnus is nervous to hold on to alex but she just takes his hands and puts them around her waist <3
for some reason i had assumed alex had cut magnus's hair for the first time in the woods but no. it was blitz? hm
magnus's casual mention about utgard loki being attractive ajsfjfsi
taylor swift being dwarf music and prince being giant music?? (and that giant named tiny being obsessed with elvis)
an alex speech pattern which isn't much of a pattern but it repeated twice in the book: once she said (in response to hearth signing something she didn't understand. this was around the time when she and samirah revealed that alex would be taking samirah's place) "yes alex. thank you alex for being so brave and heroic." and then the other time (in the end when magnus is visiting her in her room and picks up one of her pottery projects) "no you can't touch it magnus. thanks for asking magnus" idk i just think it's cool
the trophy wife thing. sif deserves better tbh
"a girl who was rocking that wedding dress"
alex straightening magnus's tie or smth and magnus's inner monologue going "she still smells like wood smoke. why does she still smell like a campfire?"
samirah's wedding outfit?? (sounds gorgeous tbh. except for the hood which) also i have a related question. is the hood in place of hijab thing disrespectful? /gen
sif and alex dynamic <3
sif's gifts to hearth (pouch of rowan runes) and alex (golden garrote)
alex and most other shapeshifters make random animal noises and shapeshift to random animals when they're nervous
halfborn's "death and glory," mallory's "kill everyone," and tj's "charge" aksfkfiovdm. and the way magnus just becomes so much stronger when he sees his friends-
the scene at the end of the marriage battle thing when alex is all concerned because she thinks magnus doesn't believe that she was just pretending to be under loki's control and sHE'S TRYING TO CONVINCE HIM AND HE SQUEEZES HER HAND JDFJSFKFK THIS SCENE IS NOT TALKED ABOUT ENOUGH
alex canonically calling magnus "sunshiny" and RESPECTING AND ADMIRING HIM AND HIS HEALING POWERS. they make me weak
samirah and magnus's dynamic is not given enough love. they are figuratively SIBLINGS and that level of closeness is not recognized by the fandom enough
(also not really about the book but. the UK cover of 'hammer of thor' depicts samirah with half of her hair falling out of her hijab. which. who tf designed these covers?? like somebody needs to give them a good throttling)
there's probably more that i don't remember but okay here have this for now :)
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thaliasthunder · 1 year
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im literally pissing my pants these two SEND ME
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surenschompychompers · 9 months
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May Castellan makes me sad
Because of this, I've always had the headcanon that Magnus Chase, since he's connected to her as Annabeth's cousin, would heal her mind from the weird oracle curse thing similar to what he did with Amir, but now I'm thinking through it more logically and I'm not completely sure that's possible
If the wiki article is to be trusted, Amir basically made the decision to try and see the Bifrost, and Magnus healed the damage that that caused to his mind as it occurred until they sort of broke the threshold, and Amir then gained the ability to handle seeing those things permanently. May already had the true sight thing going for her though, which I would list as a point in favor of her ability to be healed, but she got messed up by the oracle's curse from Hades, which puts a point against it working, since Magnus probably isn't able to overpower curses from one of the strongest gods in a completely different mythology than his own. The curse has technically passed by the time of MCGA though, plus the oracle has a pretty good host, so that might help a little bit? But then I think I read that she wasn't able to become the oracle partly because she'd already had a child, so is that another point against this headcanon?? TL;DR, logically speaking would Magnus Chase be able to heal May Castellan's mind? Because I just typed out a whole lot of nothingness wobbling back and forth between "yes" and "no" and I need answers to stabilize my mind
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midnightisday2 · 2 months
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AMIR FADLAN
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Just bein a simp for his fiancée while being held captive
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tillygirl · 11 months
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Amir: I love you and all your imperfections
Sam: Aww
Magnus: I love you and all your imperfections
Alex: Bitch
Magnus: What
Alex: I don't have imperfections
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stylintwirlforu · 4 months
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I am thinking of replacing the 'fell' in "I fell in love with you" to "I falafel in love with you" just because of them.
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earthravenclaw · 2 months
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🤔🤔
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devils-little-sista · 2 years
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Love how the mcga characters acted like actual teenagers/young adults, I wish the rest of riordanverse was written a bit more like mcga in that aspect, instead of 15-19 year old kids acting like they’re 9-14 year olds
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hazellevessque · 1 year
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To those side characters who had 7 lines of pagetime but I became obsessed with them and gave them an entire personality, I love you
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welshaphrodite · 2 years
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BLITZSTONE ORIGIN STORY NOVEL ON WATTPAD, AO3
Hi! I am currently in the process of writing a Magnus Chase prequel novel featuring Blitzen and Hearthstone. It follows the death of Blitzen’s father, his first time meeting Hearthstone, and their decision to team up to find the god Mimir.
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Summary:  Blitzen is alone. All of Nidavellir, the underground world of dwarves, laughs at him as he grieves the death of his father. On the night of his lowest moment the cavern ceiling slices open and spits out a being of light -- a deaf and dying elf who dabbles in rune magic. The two of them are haunted by their pasts. Their only hope of moving forward lies with finding the severed head of Mimir, the god of wisdom and knowledge. But the path to reach him will be dangerous and inhospitable. Can an eye-rolling elf and an irritable dwarf work together to reach what they most desire? Or will they fall short of realizing what matters most in the end?
Here are the platforms you can find it on:
AO3: The Journey to Find Mimir - Chapter 1 - welshaphrodite - Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard - Rick Riordan [Archive of Our Own]
Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/293587292-the-journey-to-find-mimir
I hope you enjoy! As of today (July 20, 2022) I have 8 chapters posted. I have written 27 chapters total, with the rest of the novel planned out. I am so excited for you to read it. :)
-welshaphrodite
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onyxylophone · 2 years
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(@bakedbananners mcga gem AU that I stayed up like all night to write lmao ♡)
"My Lifetime Will Be a Fraction of Yours If I'm Lucky"
10:00 p.m.
          "Citrine, there is no way in hell that I am going to-!" Speridot burst into the motel room, Citrine hot on her heels as she slammed a worn-out hiking backpack down onto one of the beds. 
          The conversation Lionskin Jasper was having stopped abruptly, said gem sighing and pinching the bridge of her nose as Citrine flashed her an apologetic look.
          Speridot's head shot up, glaring at the fourth person in the room. "What's he doing here?"
          Amir made a face, cringing. "You told them?"
          Lionskin slowly nodded, "I told them. And it seems like everyone's handling it like mature gems-"
          "Oh, you can both just go crawl back into the exit holes you popped out of!" Speridot said, addressing the other two Crystal Gems. She spun around, pushing her pointer finger against Citrine's chest, "He's supposed to stay in your room!"
          Citrine's face flushed, "Well, if you'd just listen to me for a second-!"
          "I NEED SOME AIR." Speridot announced to the room before vanishing out of the open doorway, letting the door swing shut behind her.
          Citrine paced the length of the floor, running his hands through his hair as he felt his physical form heating up. This was supposed to be a good trip! He could fix this! He just needed to…needed to…
          "Citrine," Lionskin said, pulling him out of his thoughts, "The carpet."
          He paused, looking down. The floor around his feet was starting to smoke, the beige synthetic fibers melting and clumping together from his high body temperature.
          "I need to-? Uh-? Ugh…bye."
          Citrine left the girls' motel room and entered the one next door. He dropped his own bag down and fell backwards onto the bed with his arms outstretched. If he let out a mildly embarrassing noise of frustration, then that was between him and the popcorn-textured ceiling.
          He hadn't seen Speridot outside anywhere. That meant there was nothing he could do but sit and wait for her to come back. Surely she wouldn't be gone too long, right?
2:30 a.m.
          Speridot stepped out of his and Lionskin's shared motel room. He closed the door carefully behind him, hearing the lock softly pop into place.
          The faint smell of chlorine. Moths danced around the flickering fluorescent lights over his head. In one direction, Speri could see a long line of windows with their blinds shuttered and a sign marking the entrance to the pool at the far end. Turning the other way, he noticed a familiar face about five rooms down.
          "Amir."
          The one human member of the Crystal Gems nearly jumped out of his skin, spinning around as Speridot walked up. He froze for a split second. 
          Probably still not used to my face.
          "Oh! Sorry, I…I didn't see you. Your name's Speridot, right?" Gem stuff was all still so new to him. Alien, for lack of a better word.
          "Speri's fine." Speridot folded his arms and tilted his head. "What are you doing?" 
          Amir motioned to the vending machine in front of them. Speridot studied the mix of soft drinks and bottled water. Looking closer, he could see a pop can wedged sideways; the tab at the top was pressed up against the glass.
          "My drink's stuck," Amir awkwardly explained, "I was about to go ask the owner if he could-"
          Speridot glanced over at the machine. The soda lurched sideways, freeing itself and falling to the bottom with a loud thunk. Amir crouched down, reaching his hand inside to grab his drink.
          "Um…thank you, Speri. Look, I'm sorry about Lionskin…"
          Speridot shrugged. "No problem." He mumbled, casually brushing a pink curl out of his face.
          One of the motel room doors opened behind them. Speridot knew it was Citrine without even having to turn around. The gem frowned, glaring down at the dandelions growing up through the cracks in the concrete.
          All of the drinks in the vending machine came crashing down. Cans and bottles tumbled out, spinning in circles at their feet. A Pepsi rolled into the parking lot.
          Amir rubbed the back of his neck with one hand, "I only really need one…"
          Speri lifted a cherry soda with his ferrokinesis, letting it hover in the air beside him. "I need to go." He said abruptly before walking off in the direction of the pool. He sped up as he passed his teammate, trying not to make eye contact.
          "Speri, hold on, I just want to talk to you-!"
          Speridot was now jogging and fighting the urge to cry at the same time. "There's nothing to talk about!" He lied. 
          "C'mon, man, I can help! Don't push me away like this!"
          They were both standing at the edge of the pool now.
          "Don't you get it?" Speridot said, looking back over his shoulder, "I'm trying to push you away!"
          Citrine stopped, inclining his head, "Why would-?"
          "Because!" Speri said, throwing up his hands, "If I act like an asshole, then Lionskin will throw me out of the Crystal Gems!"
          "...I'm not following."
          Speridot folded his arms, sighing as he stared down at the water rippling in the pool. "If I leave now, then I won't have to be here when Amir dies. I won't have to watch Lionskin try to cope and fail."
          "But how do you know-"
          "Because that's what happened to me."
          The can of Tizer hit the ground hard, rolling until it came to a stop against the tip of Citrine's shoe.
          Citrine fumbled for both the right words and the can at his feet. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
          "It's okay," Speridot said just a little too quickly, "It was a long time ago. I'm fine now."
          "You don't really seem fine to me."
          Speridot roughly ran the back of his hand across his eyes. He tightened his jaw. There was a long period of silence where Citrine waited for his teammate to make the next move.
          Speri inhaled, his breath shaking as he struggled not to cry. "His name was Adrian. He was my best friend, and he died. That's what humans do. That's what everybody does. And when Lionskin told us about her and Amir, I…I didn't know what to do. I just wanted to run away from it again."
          "Speridot, I…I know how you feel. I lost someone I cared about, too."
          "At least you had Onyx and Goshenite!" The tears were now openly streaming down one side of Speridot's face as he raised his voice, "I didn't have anybody after Adrian died! It was just me! Then I met you and Lionskin; and you? You're probably going to end up shattered! Or corrupted! Or something else that's equally terrible after you do some stupid shit because that would be just my fucking luck and-!" 
          "You care about me?" Citrine blinked, feeling his whole body heating up again. He was suddenly grateful to be standing on concrete.
          Speridot paused for a second, looking very much like a deer in headlights. "You're an idiot!" He sputtered, before turning on his heel and moving to storm off again. 
          "Speri, wait-" Citrine lunged forward, gently grabbing Speridot's wrist and spinning him to face him. The metal bars all around the pool area began to warp and rattle. "I'm never going to leave you like that." He told him softly, pushing a few strands of curly hair out of his face.
          Speridot's other eye became wet and glassy. "Don't make promises you can't keep." He said finally, before slipping his arm out of his grasp and quietly fleeing out into the darkened parking lot.
          Citrine wanted to follow him. He wanted to chase after him for the second time tonight; he wanted to know all the right words to say that would fix this sudden rift between them.
          But he didn't. 
          Citrine felt himself losing control of the body. He retreated willingly, letting White Labradorite take over. 
          Labradorite shook out all his limbs, reveling in the humid, summer air.
          He took a deep breath. He could feel Citrine still, curled up and quiet inside their mind. Flashes of memory filled him in on the situation.
          Speridot.
          Labradorite pushed Speri's abandoned drink into his and Citrine's combined gems before jogging out into the sea of cars.
          It wasn't that hard to find him- Labradorite just followed the muffled sound of sobbing. Eventually he spotted the mix of peridot and pink spinel tucked between a pick-up truck and the family falafel business van that Amir was currently borrowing from his father.
          "Hey." Labradorite said, sliding his back down the side of the van until he was sitting beside his friend.
          Speri lifted his head, his one eye red and puffy from crying. He sniffled. "...Labradorite?"
          White Labradorite couldn't help but grin at the sound of his name. It felt nice to be recognized. 
          "The one and only!" He paused, and Speridot could almost see the little loading wheel spinning around the top of his head, "Eh, well I guess not so much one or only, haha."
           "Don't give yourselves another crisis." Speridot told him as he hugged his knees closer to his chest.
          A brief, uncomfortable silence.
          "So…how long were you…alone?"
          Speridot made a face, leaning his head back to rest against one of the car doors. "As if you care." He said finally, avoiding eye contact.
          Labradorite flexed his hands. A minute went by as he searched for the right words. "I do care," He whispered, "...And not just because of Citrine, or whatever. We're friends just on our own, aren't we?" Speridot's eyes flickered over. Labradorite continued. "…Besides, I remember what it's like. Being alone. One time Yellow Diamond, he-! Ah-?…I mean…"
          Speri's right hand started to fidget without his input. "You'll never be alone again, though," He said, trying to be comforting, "You and Citrine…you're both always going to have each other. It's not the same as it is with me."
          "I mean, we could probably fit your gem in here with us. Maybe if I just scoot over a little."
          Speridot rolled his eyes playfully, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "Stop cracking my facets."
          They both stopped talking for a while, quietly stargazing as the night went by. Gems didn't need to sleep, so it didn't really matter how long they sat there on the wet pavement. Speridot felt a familiar longing in his chest: a muffled, almost painful yearn for something he didn't know outside of weird visions and vague conversation.
          He pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek, carefully thinking over what he wanted to say next.
          "...Labradorite?"
          "Yeah?"
          "Where is it?"
          "Hm?" Labradorite looked up from where he'd been watching ants skirt around rain puddles, "Where's what?"
          Speridot motioned up at the night sky with his chin. "Homeworld," he said, "Where is it from here?"
          Labradorite blinked, tilting his head back to stare up at the dozens and dozens of little white stars. He took a second to orient himself; searching for landmarks, figuring out the directionals, remembering all the little tricks he'd learned from his Diamond over the years…
          "There!" He told his teammate finally, reaching out with one arm to point at a section of space that didn't really look all that special from where Speridot was sitting. "That's Homeworld."
          Another long pause, both of them thinking about the weight of the far-off planet they were expected to call home.
          "...Thirty years."
          Labradorite looked over at his companion with a confused look on his face, "What?"
          Speridot stared down at his knees, his own expression carefully devoid of emotion. "Thirty years…" he began again, slower and softer this time, "It's been thirty years since I lost Adrian."
          Hey, Citrine! Is that a lot-?
          Yeah, it's…it's a lot.
          "I'm sorry, Speridot." Labradorite tried to comfort his friend with a hand on his shoulder. "I hear Citrine think about the mom sometimes. You both must miss your little human friends a lot."
          Speridot nodded, "Adrian would have liked you guys. He always thought gem stuff was cool."
          Labradorite paused, withdrawing his hand. He stared down at the white lines outlining each individual parking space, his face looking lost in abstract concentration. He mumbled something under his breath.
          Speri recognized that face. "What'd he say?"
          White Labradorite blinked and swallowed a few times, trying to ground himself as he faintly processed what both the gem inside and the gem outside were saying to him.
          His head raised sharply.
          "I, um…I think Citrine wants to see you now."
          Speridot looked over, "Oh! Uh, yeah, okay. Bye, I guess?"
          Labradorite flashed a thumbs-up, already letting his head fall back towards his chest. His eyes closed. He took a deep breath. 
          Their shared physical form flickered once, twice, and then Citrine was back.
          He blinked. Seconds went by as Speridot patiently waited for him to come around. Citrine slowly reached into his gem, withdrawing Speri's cherry soda.
          "...You dropped this."
          Speridot crouched down in front of Citrine, cupping the latter's face in his hands.
          "I'm sorry for what I said earlier." He told him, looking deeply into his friend's eyes. Pretty.
          Citrine laughed softly, "It's okay. I kind of like my exit hole, anyway. It's a good one. You saw it."
          Speri hummed, his pink thumb gently running circles across Citrine's cheek. The light, feathery touch made Citrine's insides twist into painful knots.
          "I care about you, Citrine. A lot."
          At first, Citrine didn't even realize what happened. Speridot quickly closed the distance between them. 
          The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but entire gem eras might as well have come and gone. Speri could have shattered him into hundreds of little pieces and Citrine would have been less surprised. 
          Somewhere inside their mind, Labradorite was loudly cheering him on. Something about quartzes being notoriously good kissers. 
          He wasn't sure how a guy who used to be a sword would know something like that- but he wasn't really eager to ask, either. Citrine didn't exactly feel like a good kisser; in fact, he felt more like a literal rock than he had in his entire life. 
          It ended just as fast as it began. Speridot pulled back, head tilting to the side as he studied Citrine in silence.
          "...Don't destabilize, 'k?"
          Citrine swallowed dryly, feeling like his mouth and throat were stuffed full of hot, itchy cotton. "Okay." He wheezed.
           That seemed to satisfy Speri. He stood up, dusting gravel off his legs before striding off in the direction of the pool. "Night, Citrine!" He called over his shoulder.
           Citrine felt himself start zoning out. He slumped against Amir's falafel van, blankly staring down at the pavement with wide, unfocused eyes.
           Breakfast tomorrow was going to be so fucking awkward.
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