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#freak out. if i had an encounter with the vast all it would have to do is drop me off in America and thats spooky enough
jerzwriter · 1 year
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Ok but imagine something like, Kaycee is watching episode 3. Ethan: wasn't this about zombies or something? Kaycee: no, this is about so much more *teary eyes*
You know, it's a zombie show, but it IS so much more, and that's why I love it so much. Now, the zombie scenes (esp Part 5) were epic, but I love exploring how the world is impacted, especially how PEOPLE were impacted, in this type of story. Seeing the damage and the layers to the characters, what they need to do to survive, and how that changes them... to me, this is just a freaking delicious buffet that I cannot get enough of.
Now... and I know I'm in a vast minority... I did NOT love Episode 3. Of course, saying that publicly comes with automatic accusations of being homophobic, which as someone who is bi and anything but, is laughable. So, let's get that out of the way. lol
Why I didn't love it? I'm here for the story of Ellie and Joel, and I'm all for learning about the people they encounter along the way (Henry and Sam, for example). But I feel like they didn't "meet" Bill and Frank. The little flashback almost felt like the writers watched it, said, "Yeah, it doesn't fit," and they threw that in to make it seem like it did, and, IMO, it failed. To me, if I skipped 3, I could still go onto 4 without having missed a beat, and, as a writer, I don't like that. Plus, I didn't see the tragedy. Bill and Frank lived an absolutely idyllic life compared to 99% of the world's population. When the end came, it came as a result of illness/old age. They got to live a long life together with the person they loved. That's not tragic. That's beautiful. That's the goal, man. If they would have died at the hand of raiders or because a clicker got one of them... it would have been relevant. But to me... it was just a little Hallmark film in the middle of a post-apocalyptic drama, and I didn't dig it. I think if the creators had incorporated it into the story more, it would have worked better for me.
NOW YOU ASKED ME NONE OF THIS lmao - but this is what happens if you talk to me about TLOU these days.
But what if Ethan was over her shoulder and saw it wasn't your standard zombie flick? He might think "OK I'll give it a go." BUT... I can see them man RIPPING the premise to shreds. "That's impossible, there is no way a fungus could.... " Kaycee: "It's a TV show dear." Ethan: "Nevertheless!"
For the record, I loved that they were in Boston, watching with my friend Z I was like, "So clearly Ethan and Tobias did nothing to stop this shit!" lol
Thanks for the ask!
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For the "100 Random Questions. Send me a Part & a Number" Part 2, 1 & 8!
Do I believe in aliens?
Short answer: yes and no.
Long answer: Okay. Do I think it’s plausible that somewhere out there, in the vast expanse of space and time, that another / other life form we have yet to encounter may have evolved? Sure. If there are any out there, I’m not sure whether us humans will ever discover them. I would guess that if we do, it’s gonna be more likely we would encounter simple organisms rather than sentient or complex lifeforms. Of course, I’m speculating, so I’ll truly “believe” it firmly if we ever find robust evidence of that!
I don’t believe we have discovered aliens already, that they are living amongst us, or that green beings are visiting from far off galaxies and abducting Earthlings, for example.
If there is a whole Star Wars-esque civilisation out there in the beyond, however, I’m happy to update my thinking, and I call dibs on their version of Poe Dameron, okay? (Ofc if he wanna 😝)
(Fun fact, I used to have nightmares about a pair of telekinetic aliens who had disguised themselves as ABBA members and moved into the gym on the corner of my street. That’s what you get for watching the X Files too young, I guess 🤣!)
Do I believe in ghosts?
Short answer: No.
Long answer: Alrighty. So I don’t believe that ghosts are objectively real, and I don’t believe that there are spirits of the deceased around us or that there is an afterlife. However, reality is partially subjective, and so I recognise that ghosts exist insofar as they are a real cultural and psychological phenomenon. I accept that people have had experiences which they would attribute as an encounter with a ghost, according to their cultural reference points, personal belief systems etc. I don’t personally believe that these experiences are a result of supernatural causes; rather a densely complex web of cultural, social, and psychological factors. Humans have an objective reality but also a subjective reality which is rich with various systems of making and ascribing meaning out of the milieu of things which are observed and experienced (and imagined!). We also have evidence that the brain can “see” things which are not materially there. So, I don’t objectively believe in ghosts, no. I have never seen one. I have never seen compelling evidence of their existence. Avoiding getting all ontological on what constitutes reality when there are multiple subjective realities I can understand that people do indeed have subjective experiences of “ghosts”, based on their personal reference points: societal norms and myths, personal and cultural systems of meaning-making, even contextual factors and the power of suggestion, and of course the power of human psychology. I think the ghost question tells us a lot about human nature and it’s super interesting!
(I do have a good story about a ouija board though 😂 And I do enjoy ghost stories and “haunted” houses - I still freak myself out occasionally - and spooky vibes and Halloween and horror films are totally my jam.)
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dragontamer05 · 1 month
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When it comes to mechanics and bullshit ways of obtaining pokemon I don't think I've ever seen Zorua/Zoroark come up.
Outside of having a friend that could breed you one the only in game way to get it was;
Have HG/SS and in it have obtained an Event Celebi - From what I can find the Celebi has to be one transferred from a Gen IV game so the later obtainable one in XY from pokemon bank in 2013-14 would not work to activate it.
Oh but guess what the only way to get an 'fateful encounter' / event Celebi in HG/SS is only the specific Ageto Celebi, a Japan only Celebi distributed for the Gen 3 games.
So not only do you need two different gen games, but a specific in person event only legendary that's essentially region locked all to trigger an in game event to acquire this Pokemon, but you go do all that work for a Pokemon that's not even considered to be a Mythical.
Like honestly it wouldn't be so bad if like Zorua itself was actually obtainable as like a rare encounter in a specific location with the special encounter/ in game event one maybe having like a special move or hidden ability (maybe even shiny idk) making it still special and unique compared to a randomly encountered one but also still allowing the average player to you know be able to use this Pokemon.
What arguably makes it worse is they pulled the same thing not just once but twice in the same game. This time with its evolution- Zoroark. And look I'm aware obviously to an extent this was clearly done in away to promote the movie and I also I can only assume as away to get people to use/try out the transfer feature between games but that doesn't make it any less dumb imo.
To get Zoroark you must transfer in one of the Shiny event Legendary Beasts that were distributed either via in store at a Gamestop -that as far as I can find was a USA only distribution, or a later via Wifi distribution that also looks like it was USA only. (There was also a in life distribution in Japan for the movie as well as looks like Oceania areas had a Wifi)
Then you transfer that bad boy from you gen IV game into BW thus allowing you to activate the event and acquire yourself a Zoroark.
And look I have nothing against distribution events or having like in game things being put behind something like that it's a cool idea and hardly nothing new for them to do something in promotion/celebration of a new movie however the sheer fact they did this for a non legendary/mythical pokemon and not even offering some alternate way to obtain it via a regular play through feels like kind of a bad design.
Which hey guess what that also means, it means that the vast majority of people would never be able to 100% the Unova pokedex- not even national just the plain regular REGIONAL dex could not be completed because they decided to lock one of the Pokemon by a near impossible wall. And the Pokemon company/game freak has always done things that have walled off your average player from obtaining certain Pokemon.
Thankfully come BW2 they did offer an in game way of acquiring one through N's Zoroark.
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borahaejenn · 7 months
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To mi querido Namjoon,
  Hehe I didn’t explain this before but just in case, “mi querido” is a term that means “my darling” in Spanish. 😭 I just loved saying it to you because I’m soft at heart. Plus, you are our darling Joonie.  Also, GOOOOOD  MORNING JOOOOOONNNNNIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! ✨It is your Jenn as the wake up alarm for all of you lol but it’s extra special today too because its your birthday and I know I am early. 🎉BUT, FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS JOOOOONIE🎉🥳 Welcome to the 29s. The leap before 94 line turns 30 officially lol 😂 ahhhhhhh you finally caught up to Hobi and yours truly. Welcome to eleven lol because 2 +9 is eleven. We live with a youthful heart to live well. Lmaooo I got that from Jin. 👍
     But, hi!!!! At the moment it’s the day before Saturday and I’m writing in the darkness with my candle light on. It’s a nice Friday evening hehe  I started to make this movie playlist of all the Halloween films I will be rewatching. I feel like dropping a list later in September so everyone can watch with me if they want haha I’m still contemplating ever watching The Exorcist because I still have not to this day along with the film The Human Centipede but I said I wouldn’t watch the film Hostel before and I did a couple months back and I felt okay to get through it lol it was insane. I guess this autumn season is calling me to watch and do things I felt uncomfortable with before. 😂 I wonder, are you able to watch horror films these days? I feel like you aren’t super about them but you may watch it if given the situation to do so lol They really aren’t that scary unless you have a surround sound system and watch in the dark. But even in the movie theaters, I didn’t really feel much by past jump scares lol. I still remember the time I went to Great America with my high school friends in the past for the HalloweenHaunt and people would come up and freak you out and they had multiple horror houses where people would scare you and they were so realistic back then it was awesome but everyone always huddled next to me and let me lead them through the horror houses in the park hehe it was nice. I was appreciative of the effects while my friends held on to my sweater sleeves and closed their eyes as I moved through the scenes 😂 The only one I was not able to go in was in the farm set up with the chainsaw dude because homie was right in the front near that part of the park just revving the chainsaw and my friend begged me to not go through there that she freaked out and everyone agreed so we skipped it lol Texas Chainsaw Massacre is a classic series and I watched all the different remakes. It’s just very gory. But, let me get back to you haha I’m sorry. This dark atmosphere got me feeling spooky. 👻
     Thank you for being with us another year,  darling. I hope you can wake up with a light heart today to say to yourself, “I did well.” Because you did. 🙏 To the people who have been taking care of you, listening to you, inspiring you, feeding you not just literally but also figuratively through motivation and drive, and even supporting you even behind the scenes, I wish to give them thanks for taking care of you well. This includes your parents, your friends, ARMY, the BTS CREW, and even those small encounters where someone possibly made you think and live life differently. Every interaction you have had this far has given us the Namjoon we have here today. It’s a fact and it’s a blessing. 💕 We love you. I love you. 💜 
     I think that when the universe thought to bring you here the universe said, “Let there be someone that can be a reflection of what I am: vast and undefinable.” Because that’s what you are darling. In a world where everyone wants to be everything, you choose to be one thing: life. I say this because life is not everything, it is a collection of beautiful, happy, boring, depressing, exciting, euphoric, complex, and sad things wrapped into one and it teaches us to look beyond definitions and depth. It asks us to experience what is here and what is now. You are that feeling to me. It reminds me of the lyrics from your unreleased track: “Come back to me like you used to. Now I could see what a life is about.” I feel like through the years I have met many different people each time in who you have been so far. The Namjoon I have been seeing is someone I can’t really define because I am still experiencing and getting to know. I don’t want to ever confine you to one thing. I wish for you to come back to me each new season like the few seconds of happiness that comes and leaves whenever I see you smile so I can see and learn all that you are even if I know it’s not forever. I don’t fear the future when I know I can experience what is now and what will be the past in a couple seconds because you are here. You remind me that there is beauty in the things that come for a bit and then leave because it’s the feeling that lasts. That certain things had their purpose and they have already fulfilled it. The beauty of gratitude for what was is what you give me. You wish to be the creator of something timeless when you as a person already gives that feeling. I always wanted to say this hehe and now I got to. I didn’t know how to put it into words but here they are. :) This is why you are my wild flower. You can’t be contained and your growth has no bounds. You have the ability to grow wherever the world decides to plant you even in our hearts. That sounds so cheesy but it’s true. For a person to reach such love and impact in all sorts of people, it must mean you grew love in us figuratively but not the type that can be understood or seen. It must be felt when it calls to be felt. And some tend to miss it.  That’s not your fault but it is their loss, darling. The wild flower may not be picked or seen as beautiful to others but to one person it may be quite significant and the most precious flower they have ever encountered. It is about the heart and your heart shines the most. You are the heart of Bangtan and ARMY for if we didn't have you, we wouldn't all be here either. I would still choose to walk and run the same deserted path again and again with uneven broken concrete just to see you, my dandelion growing through the cracks. Walking through this path and seeing you become this tall flower, it made me remember to stop to look at you carefully, to care for flowers and the things around me, to not step on them, to appreciate them, and to be resilient and strong like them. I relearned how to live. Thank you, Namjoon. 🌼❤️ 
    I wish to also say, that you don’t always have to be this giant wise tree growing branches. It’s okay if, by the time you are 30 and even 40, you have not grown even a leaf on your tree. It’s okay to just be a flower in a field of dry grass. Because there will always be someone saying, “Look, there is my Joonie. There is my wild flower.” 😊 When you feel tired of being a tree sometimes, just look for me in the dry fields. I will always be waiting for you, my love. 💜 
   I shall go now. Hehe I’m super soft. Ahhhhh!!!😭 I hope you eat something delicious today, Joonie. Do what you want, eat what you want, and love the way you want.  Have a HAPPY RM DAY! 🎂I hope ARMY does too! 🌈🌼✨  Please take care and enjoy the photos and videos. I give them as gifts inspired by you. Lol I had a little too much extra fun. 😆 I love you. 
From your Earth, Water, & Fire ( hehe get the inside joke, SEPTEMBER by Earth, Wind & Fire 🔥 my big three elements are earth, water and fire but I lack air lol but I thought this funny today😂) 
-Your Jennifer 🌼🐰✌️🌼
🌈Keep growing taller and taller, my love. You R My pretty wild flower.🌈
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satiatingthevoid · 8 months
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Vampire questions, for anon. I will assume, we are talking about media of course. 
1. What was the first media that you remember consuming with vampires in it? Ever-Ever is a different story. But we'll stick to media I've encountered in this life, hm? I think that’s fair.  The first time I encountered any reference to vampires at all in this world, in this life … The body was rather young. Like many little humans, "The Count," and "Count Chocula." I remember my host seeing their fangs, recognizing similarities between the two and asking an adult very meekly what they were ? As it wasn't overtly explained. I remember being highly amused. Delighted, really. 2. What was the first vampire-centric media that you remember consuming? "Forever Knight." I don't imagine it's aged well… I do believe the body was too young to be watching it, but that was the least of our problems. This would lead us into watching a great deal of the Angel/Buffy shows as well, when they came out. 3. Do you have a favourite vampire character? … You can call them that. I'm not obsessed, I promise! Double-cross my heart. 4. Favourite vampire media? I talk about it enough, I think. … 5. Do you believe in vampires? Yes, even if they're not quite what one might expect. I’m not in any position to judge, certainly.  6. What portrayal of vampires do you think is most accurate? Hmmm. I *don’t think, I understand the question, forgive me. 7. What portrayal of vampires is your favourite? Genuinely, I don't know if I have one. I'm not that picky, as long as some basic criteria are met and the individuals are interesting. 8. A piece of vampire media that you think is underrated/deserves more attention? I feel a tad guilty for saying this but … nothing in particular, comes to mind. Please don't misunderstand me, though. Sometimes, it's better for something to get just…the right amount, of attention. 9. A piece of vampire media that you think is overrated? The Twilight series, of course. 10. A piece of vampire media that particularly stood out to you? The Saga of Darren Shan… more-so known where I live as "Cirque Du Freak." It is such a shame, the movie was awful. I think I suppressed a few memories regarding this, for a while I thought I had never come across it, or I only read little of it myself, but this wasn't true. Circumstances surrounding the time we encountered it were a bit sensitive in nature, so my memories of the series might be... enhanced, but I rather enjoyed it.  11. Something about vampires either in general or from a particular media that you think is largely misunderstood/misinterpreted? Well, I wouldn’t say this is exactly what you were looking for. It’s such a small thing, but in most media at some point 'pale,' and 'ghostly white skin' comes up, as a general qualifier and description. And it breeds a lot of “Well it makes sense that most vampires are white because the myths came from white cultures!!!” and it’s so small-minded (and not entirely true), and I find that irritating. It sounds very dated... very weird.  12. Vampire that you find most attractive? Ooh. That's a hard question to answer. I'm sincerely not sure, this question is too subjective. Attractive in what way… The vast overwhelming majority of them are attractive. 13. Vampire that you relate to the most? I genuinely don't know. Not one clue. I mentioned Lestat, but I found myself relating to him based on someone I was, not who I am today. I’m sure if Lestat was galloping around today he’d be different, as well. I relate to all of them, though... some a bit more than others. 14. Vampire that you hate? Ah, I've answered this once before, a while ago. . . Hate is such a strong word, isn't it? But… I believe after all I've learned and have come to know. After all the wisdom he acquired in his old age and yet, still chose to do what we did. I wouldn't mind raising my hand, to him. There will always and forever be one kind of monster, that I never get along with. 15. Vampire that you want hate but can't? Alucard (Castlevania), I have my reasons. But I so enjoy him and I don't think I could ever hate him. 16. Strangest piece of vampire media that you've ever consumed? The Twilight Saga. Objectively, it is incredibly strange. It's exactly what you'd expect if a Mormon tried to write about sexy vampires… but that doesn't shock me. Mormons are obsessed with eternity and think they're baby-gods. But that's neither here nor there. 17. Piece of vampire media that you feel a bit embarrassed about having consumed? I don't feel embarrassed, that’s what media is there for. But in my opinion the one that people judged me for the most, for having watched was The Vampire Diaries, though I didn’t watch it for very long. It was thought of at the time in my area as an even worse Twilight knock-off.  18. Vampire trope that you really like? Nothing truly shines, but then again, I like most of the tropes.  19. Vampire trope that you really dislike? This is less to do about Vampires, and more-so how humans respond to them in modern novels where the time period is current. Vampires think they're… too important. Humans are jaded, they're tired, the internet made the world extremely small. They see miracles every day, and some don't even care if it's real or not. Technology can make humans look like porcelain dolls if they want to, there's likely humans who walk around even more attractive than Vampires are. Humans die every single day, sometimes at the hand of other humans and for most the sweet release of death can not come soon enough. They have deeply rooted troubles and cares of their own and don't want anyone else to add to them. Are there exceptions? Yes, but these humans always romanticize them far too much and want to fuck them. If a human saw a vampire in this life, even with proof, they'd probably still assume they were a human playing some kind of trick on them, for a while. Rightfully so. Some humans drink blood, some humans have fangs, some humans are very good at magic tricks. Even if they were a very close friend… I imagine, they'd just not care much or get over it quickly. Especially, if there's nothing in it for them. Knowing, might be a burden. Unless they're outright fucking or already in love… I think some of the human-meets-vampire reactions are a bit over-the-top. Especially, if a vampire is making more trouble for a human, or needs their help for any reason. Humans in media are always so happy to do it, to drop everything to come to their aid and play savior to the beautiful vampire … as though they don't have precious lives of their own on very limited time. I'd like to read more about different reactions, because I think it's far more realistic. Humans hardly will go to the same lengths for their own friends, let alone a monster. 20. Most obscure piece of vampire media you have ever consumed? Obscure? A fanfiction-turned-original-work of some sort comes to mind, and it was quite good. However I read it so many years ago… I don't think it's on the internet anymore. It was gaining traction but the author decided to remove it. They have since written more novels that are vampire related but tragically, it's not really my… thing. 21. Favourite piece of media that isn't vampire-centric but has vampires in it? Hmm. A few come to mind, but I don't have a favorite. I'm actually not thrilled,  when people do that… "By the way vampires are here too." Ahem (That Wizard series). There are some exceptions to this, but it’s mostly in stories I find ... when the plot is to hunt down any kind of darksided monster, but to me that begs the question, if Vampires have a role to play, or if a vampire character is an important part of the plot ... then shouldn’t the rest of the vampire-world, be more fleshed out...? It seems. An odd choice, not to call it a vampire-centric work, in cases such as that. So I’m actually not sure.  22. Piece of visual art featuring a vampire that you like? It's actually not of a vampire… but a painting exists of a personage that was said to resemble him, when the author wrote about him. Several, actually and I dare not speak his name, or the name of the pieces. I don’t want to put the wrong idea out there, and admit I think about him as much as I do.  23. Anything else you want to say about vampires/vampire medias It must be said, that they remind me so much of cats... How could I have ever been so blind in the past by hunger and pride? I don’t know. 
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rustyvanburace · 1 year
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For the Ask game! 7, 9, 27.
Hooooo boy. You've asked me a question about some things I've got a bone to pick with. I'm gonna have to put all this under a Read More.
7. A series you’ve lost interest in Being honest… I've completely lost interest in Pokemon and that used to be one of my all-time favorites, one of my first game series, and one I used to always be confident would bring me lots of joy without fail.
And then Sun/Moon happened.
And then a lot of questionable or lacklustre releases ever since. Truthfully my criticisms towards the main line Pokemon series started with Black/White, which actually is my favorite generation and, imo, the last truly good one. But even back then I could start to see the writing on the wall of where Game Freak under TPCi's leadership were headed. Call me a Genwunner or Gentooner or whatever, but what I liked most about the earliest generations were that had a natural progression of innovation and didn't rely too heavily on gimmicks as a selling piece. And since then, starting with B/W at the earliest but increasingly getting worse since, the series has relied more and more on gimmicks to generate short-term excitement…and then those never see the light of day again.
I remember when before Gen 6 was announced, people believed that B/W's seasons mechanic would make a return. But I on the other hand didn't think they would. Seasons were just another gimmick and, if they had no place in the next gen, they would be cut. This even happened with the time mechanic to a degree, where day/night was dropped from RSE. And although that's been reintegrated, it hasn't been to the fullest extent. We don't have the same kind of morning/day/dusk/night encounters that GSC extensively had.
And I remember when X/Y introduced Mega Pokemon and everyone truly believed they were here to stay because they were so monumental to the metagame. But I again had doubts, especially with ORAS downplaying them. And lo, they were gone from Sun/Moon. Not even metagame-changing mechanics are safe from the bin. The beloved Mega Pokemon are simply just another selling ploy gimmick!
That wasn't my only issue with Pokemon though. I've never liked that Game Freak has been putting out more generations in, what feels to be, shorter time while at the same time taking on more work load. I also really hated Sun/Moon personally, it was such a tedious hassle to play and everything about it was an irritance and extremely gimmicky. It was so upsetting to me that I more or less dropped Pokemon after that and have been critically cautious ever since about new releases.
And so far my critical caution has not been misplaced, with every new generation taking a huge dip in quality since. To be clear: I don't hate Game Freak or its staff, as I understand they are a very small developer who can only do so much with what they have. And honestly the National Dex thing I saw coming years ahead and I honestly think that should've been dropped earlier. No, my main complaint lies with TPCi and I'm wholly convinced they're the ones pushing Game Freak so hard to pump out more in less time. The myriad glitches in Scarlet/Violet just further convinces me of that.
As it stands, Sun/Moon is my last Pokemon game. And unless a lot changes with TPCi and Game Freak, then I don't think I'll ever return to that series anytime soon. Even without SMT, I've got plenty of other monster-raising RPGs I can happily play. Most I hope is that Game Freak is able to break out of this vicious cycle, but I know they won't since Pokemon is the only thing keeping them afloat.
9. A game you played completely blind with no prior knowledge of and enjoyed/loved This one's a bit hard to answer as I don't shy away from looking up guides when I'm stuck and I've done that since I've been a wee gamer.
I think I did blindly play Jake Hunter Detective Story: Ghost of the Dusk, or at least the vast majority of the game's cases. And I mean, the game is extremely linear and you don't really need much of a guide for it lmao. But I did enjoy it a lot and I would love to play more games in the Tantei Jinguji Saburo series if I could. Only three have ever been localized and that series is massive.
27. A game you love the atmosphere of Okami. Enough said.
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qvietflight · 1 year
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Im really enjoying scarlet and violet. Our games have a lot of bugs, but none are game breaking. Only once have encountered an intense graphical error (a lot of unintended flashing) that i force resolved pretty quickly, fortunately, that I would count in the "hard unacceptable no" category of complaints about games.
Out of the three main paths (Gyms, Titans, and Team Star) interacting with Nemona, Arven, and Casseopia (and Clive lol) was pretty alright. I feel the stories were unpolished? in some places, but never out right bad and they all tied up fine.
I really enjoyed the endings of both games. Tho, I do think scarlet is better than violet ending wise. that guy is prolly gonna end up in some poor unsuspecting persons pool instead of on an adventure, but eh. by then itll probably be a non issue, right? If you already finished violets story, maybe you get me. None of that is spoilers, fyi for those that care about that stuff and havent finished the game. My complaints about the gyms below do contain a few spoilers, but none regarding plots.
I have two main complaints about the game. The first is mainly about graphics quality. SwSh was beautiful comparitively speaking and i feel like even Arceus was better. Graphics are shit. My day night cycle is broken in places, or maybe its only broken sometimes? its hard to tell. Weather is present but I feel like it took a major back seat this game. Its ignorable, not memorable at all, which is a shame because when I stop to actually focus on it it doesnt seem to be that bad. I feel like maybe the poor quality of the surrounding graphics makes the weather shine less. Also, my day night cycle is broken in places? or maybe its only broken sometimes? Or are some places not supposed to have the usual day night cycle. Unclear.
Also the cities are shit. I hate to compair everything to SwSh because it wasnt a perfect game, but the cities of that game had so much personality. They felt LIVED in, you know, because the filler in that game was the pokemon tried and true... npc homes! that you could enter! Paldea is a groups of strip malls centered around vast swaths of NOTHING. For a place thats supposed to be based off Spain, it sure feels a lot more like living in America, honestly. Its all shops! and high rises! and no homes at all! and you cant go into any of them. and the places you can go into are the same 5 chain restaurants, the latest gadget shop, eyeglass world, shoe carnival, Lids, a sock shop, a Ross with upgraded specialty shoes or regular gloves, and Tiffany's up the street selling you gummy bears with gold flakes.
No personality to these cities at all. Is it the end of the world? no. but it ties into my other complaint which is that...
i feel like because the gym tests of SWSH were really polarizing, you either really liked them or really hated them, they were received as some kind of net gain. An any attention is good attention kind of thing. So of course they were going to repeat that.
The problem is the cities are lifeless and the gyms arent at all important to every day modern life Paladea. In SwSh the gym test for the rock and ice type gyms focuses on SAFETY because they live on the a freaking mountain! The water gym test was a puzzle that made you go all over the map, but with purpose. The Paldean gym tests are... like everything that people hated about SHSH tests. What does this have to do with the gym? nothing. You COULD walk this giant balloon ALL OVER this field for no reason for however long that takes you, but there is ZERO incentive unless you just like walking all over large spaces with no real reward.
The gyms didnt feel a part of their communities. The trainers didnt feel like they were really interested in their pokemon, your training journey, or their communities. One lady loses a gym test battle against you and does the 5 year old crying animation? what?
I will say, I feel like there are a couple of acceptions. Brassius at the grass gym clearly fills he community with art, and I know lots of community centers often hold many free or low cost art programs (at least in my area.) I would very much imagine that Brassius uses art and connects with his community. Im not sure about what they were stereotyping with his character. I felt like i missed the joke there, but I liked him over all. Also while sunflora hide and seek itself is a bit tedious, I did get it.
I also felt like Rhym in montenerva was pretty cool. That community is small, the shows being put on are probably a big feature in what goes on there. From what I understand about black culture, music and community are both very important! Again the gym test was about introducing duos which, unlike in swsh, players havent done yet. the fact that youre part of the pre show seemed fun, especially since the actual earning of the gym badge was also part of the show.
And Grusha isnt in a community, he is at the top of a mountain. so theres nothing to complain about there, he can do what he wants. He clearly IS dedicated to that gym, since thats the only shelter up there.
Over all that part was pretty disappointing. The gym leaders themselves seemed nicely designed and varying degrees of interesting. Larry was pretty great. The electric gym was hilarious.
I dont hate the games, I just wish it was filled with more personality. In the mean time tho, I get to run around catching pokemon, and thats fine. Ill probably just go back to Arceus when Ive had my fill of vi and scarlet.
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teeforhee · 3 years
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the fact that America is so big that it has "flyover country" rather than like. those three cities with airports and you can drive between them and any other place in the country in a day or way less never ceases to terrify me.
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Hi, I was wondering if you would be willing to take a Oneshot request? If not please ignore this. If so, can we get a fluff reader insert with one of the bad Sanses and a gender neutral reader? I don't really care about anything else. Go as crazy as you wish.
Sorry to bother you. Have a good day!
Hello anon! I'm afraid I only write for Nightmare Sans, but I added in the other Bad Sanses! I already had this in the works, so I figured it would be easier if I incorporated this request into the fic because your ask and my fic were pretty similar. Also, you're never a bother! Feel free to send in as many requests as you'd like!
The Midnight Knocker
Word count: 2885.
AU: The Bad Sanses are in the versions of humans instead of skeletons, but they're more or less the same.
Nightmare Sans x Gender Neutral Reader.
Every single day on your birthday, when it was midnight, you’d hear a knock at the door. Without fail, you’d open your door to see if anyone was there. And every time, you met no one on the other side of the doorway.
Until tonight.
There was a tall and dark-skinned man in front of you, likely 5’9. He had long, curly, and jet-black hair, pulled back in a low ponytail, reaching just below his waist. He had a piercing icy blue eye, his other eye covered by his side bang. He wore a dark gray turtleneck with blue jeans and black slacks.
He sized you up, a smirk falling on his lips.
“Greetings, my love,” he purred deeply.
It tempted you to close the door on him, but you stopped yourself. There was something about him… that seemed familiar. Suddenly, you realized you’d seen him before in a dream you had a few hours ago.
He acknowledged your reaction, humming in thought.
Out of nowhere, the soulmate ring on your fourth finger shined a bright cyan, almost blinding your eyes.
Ah, right, your soulmate. Everyone had one, and that included you. However, you haven’t found yours yet. Until now, that is.
The shine indicated you had finally found your soulmate.
You stared wildly in shock at him, glancing back at your ring, then his face. He held in a chuckle as you took a few steps back and let him inside. He shut the door behind him with a soft thud.
He gazed fondly at you.
“Who… Who are you?!” you spluttered.
He rested his hand on his chest. You noticed he had the same ring on his finger, which shined your favorite color.
“My name is Nightmare. I’ve come a long way to find you, my moonshine,” he uttered before he strolled towards you, cupping the side of your jaw.
You froze.
“You do not know how long I’ve waited for this moment. I never thought I’d find you again,” a flash of agony spread across his features. In his ocean blue eyes held pure pain you couldn’t begin to understand.
“W-Why are you acting like you know me? I’ve never seen you before… Only in my dream…” you muttered.
Speaking of that dream, it was a terrible one. It took place in a small grocery store where a robbery occurred. You vaguely remembered feeling your life slip away as you died trying to protect an old man from one of the masked assailants. It felt almost like… deja vu.
“Oh my dear, I can assure you, I know you very well,” he replied cryptically.
You shuddered in response, feeling your skin crawl at his words. “Let go of me,” you hissed weakly.
“My apologies. I didn’t intend to freak you out. I promise I desire only good things,” he assured you.
“You may want to sit down so I can explain,” he said as he casually took a seat on the living room couch as if he’d been there a hundred times.
You took a seat in the love-chair a few feet away from the other piece of furniture so you could have some space away from him.
“You are my soulmate, but you’re not my original one. You believe in alternative realities, yes? Universes that coexist with our own that differ from us,” he started.
You nodded in response, enwrapped in his speech.
“This is going to be hard to believe, but… the Y/N I met and fell in love with died in a robbery more than a decade ago. After I finished grieving them, I’ve been searching for another version of them ever since they passed,” he explained, sadness rich in his tone.
You could feel your heart plummet into your stomach.
A robbery…? Like the one in your dream…?
Less than a moment later, you passed out from pure shock.
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You stirred awake, fluttering your eyes open. You realized you were no longer in your living room, tucked under the covers from your bed. Your eyes wandered towards the other figure in the room who had brought a chair up, sitting in it, with a book in his lap.
His exposed eye drifted towards your gaze. He straightened up, closing the book. “How do you feel?” he asked softly.
“Like everything that’s happened is a dream…” you admitted.
He nodded. “I’m afraid not,” he remarked.
“So… a version of me died?” you inquired.
“Unfortunately,” he said bitterly.
“How can you love me if I’m not the real thing?”
“Believe me, it took me a long time to have the courage to look for you again,” he sighed.
Silence settled over the both of you.
“This is off topic, but every year for my birthday, I’ve gotten a knock at the door of my house. Does that relate to you looking for me? Considering you were in my dream and all,” you piped up.
“I’ve traveled across countless timelines and universes. My meddling could influence it. So I’d say that’s plausible,” he answered.
“So… what now?”
“You should rest. It’s late,” said Nightmare.
You let out a heavy sigh and checked the time on your phone. It was close to two A.M.
A yawn escaped your lips as you snuggled under the covers. “Yeah, you’re right,” you replied.
He rose from his spot on the chair before cyan sparkles danced around his body, enveloping him whole.
“Sleep well, my love,” uttered the man.
And with that, he was gone.
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Months passed, and your strange encounter with Nightmare never left your mind. You ended up becoming good friends with him. Maybe even more than that.
“What’s on your mind, my darling?” inquired Nightmare.
Your head lifted as you blinked at him. You pocketed your phone. “Just thinking about when we first met,” you shrugged.
“It was… an odd experience, for sure,” replied Nightmare.
“That’s a vast understatement,” you chuckled. He hummed in response.
Suddenly, a ringtone hit your ears. Nightmare blinked, grabbing his phone from his back pocket. His face softened once he read his device as he turned off the ringer and pocketed his phone.
It wasn’t your business to ask about it.
“How about we go on a date?” offered Nightmare bluntly.
Blush fled to your cheeks as you stuttered incomprehensibly. “W-What?!” you managed to squeak out.
“Unless you’re not interested,” clarified the man.
“N-No! I am… I just… wasn’t expecting such a straightforward question…” you replied.
“Well, it’s up to you,” he said smoothly.
You decided to take him up on his offer.
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Nightmare intertwined his fingers with your own as you both made your way up to a small hill. He unrolled the picnic blanket in his hold, fluttering it on the ground. You gently placed the picnic basket in the middle of the fabric, making yourself comfortable across from your date.
The dark-haired man rummaged through the basket before he pulled out a bag of grapes. He plucked one grape off the stems and then proceeded to offer one to your lips.
Flushing, you complied and opened your mouth as he popped the grape into it. He continued the motions until all the grapes were finished, with him eating one or two occasionally.
You noticed there were thousands of dandelions around you both. An idea struck your mind as you pulled several dandelions from their stems before twisting them together in a crown. Nightmare blinked, tilting his head like a confused puppy.
“...What’re you doing?” he questioned.
“Making a flower crown! Would you like to make one, too?” you beamed.
“I haven’t made one since…” his voice trailed off. His facial features looked conflicted as he shook his head and nodded, following suit.
You didn’t know how long it took you to make the flower crowns with Nightmare making his own. Once you finished, you put yours on your head and Nightmare put the one he created on your head, too.
You chuckled and quirked a brow. “What? Are you not cool enough to have one on your head?” you teased playfully. He shrugged. “It doesn’t look good on me,” he admitted, causing you to roll your eyes.
As you were about to start packing up your things, a voice filled the still air.
“Nightmare!” someone shrieked as an unknown man flung Nightmare into the grass. Your mouth gaped like a fish out of water, frozen in shock.
Suddenly, three more men approached you, hovering over Nightmare and the man who threw himself into him.
“Cross, Killer, Dust, and Axe?! What’re you all doing here? How did you find me?!” exclaimed your date.
“We never stopped lookin’ for you once you went MIA!” deadpanned one man, who crossed his arms.
Said man had curly and unkempt short chocolate hair with fair skin. He was tall and thin as a stick. He wore a stained blue jacket underneath a white t-shirt and basketball shorts with black sneakers. He had dark black almond-like eyes, almost filling his entire sclera.
The shorter, fair-skinned man beside him had a light grey hoodie on, with the hood over his head. He also had basketball shorts on. He wore dirty pink slippers with mismatched eyes, one being a bright ruby red and the other being a sky blue. He was an average build, with light blonde hair under his hoodie.
The third man next to him was freakishly tall and a bit chubby, but well-built and with broad shoulders. His left eye seemed to be blind, and he had a long scar across said eye. His other eye was a dark wine red. He had the same outfit as the first guy, but with broken and disheveled slippers on his feet. He was dark-skinned, with freckles dancing across his cheeks and nose.
The last man was currently embracing Nightmare in his hold on the blades of grass. He was the shortest of all the men with a muscular body. He had icy blue eyes and dark chocolate skin. His light brown hair was fluffy and stood every which way. He had a black denim jacket with a light gray shirt underneath it. He had dark blue skinny jeans on, open at the shins. A heart pendant was around his neck, with combat boots on his feet.
The tallest one blinked and stared at you as if you had two heads. He pointed at you. “...Is that… Y/N?” he asked slowly.
“Holy shit…” another one murmured, turning his head towards you.
You shrunk in on yourself and took several steps back. You fiddled with your hands nervously.
“That isn’t the Y/N you all knew. This is a different version of them. Also, Cross, please get off me,” huffed Nightmare.
Cross complied and rolled off him, letting Nightmare up to his feet. Nightmare strolled towards you, resting his hands on either side of your shoulders. “I know this is a lot to take in, but… these men are my friends. I took them under my wing many years ago,” he explained.
He gestured with his hand at the second man you saw. “That’s Killer,” he pointed towards the third man you saw, “Dust,” and the tallest one, “and Axe.”
Finally, he pointed toward the one who threw him on the ground. “This one is Cross. He’s the youngest,” he said. Cross waved awkwardly at you.
“You don’t know them, but they know you very well. The original Y/N was like a parent to these boys,” he stated, nostalgia dripping in his tone.
“So, you finally found them and left us, huh?” scoffed Killer as he crossed his arms.
“That is not what happened. I couldn’t bear with the loss of my love. I truly am sorry I left you boys. You have no one to blame but me.”
Killer stormed his way towards Nightmare, poking his index finger in his chest. “Were you even gonna tell us you found them again? Or were you gonna keep them to yourself like you always have?” barked the man.
“I was going to tell you-”
“You left us for a decade, Nightmare! Do you know how many nights we worried about you? For a long time, I thought you died! We all did! But we never ran away, we stuck together. You… You’re a coward who couldn’t even face his own family once one of his own died…” tsked Killer.
Nightmare stood speechless, hanging his head down low. “I’m… I’m sorry… I truly am…” he murmured weakly.
“I...I forgive you, Night…” said Axe as he made his way towards him, pulling him into a warm hug. Dust and Cross followed suit, before Cross dragged Killer into the hug as well. Nightmare let out a heart-wrenching sob, letting himself breakdown in the crisp air.
Axe was the one to realize you were just standing there awkwardly before he lugged you into the hug as well.
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You handed Cross a cup of oolong tea, smiling as he mouthed you a thank you.
“But seriously, how did you find me?” inquired Nightmare.
“To be frank, we never stopped looking for you once you left. We searched AU after AU to find you, until we spotted you on the hill,” explained Killer.
Nightmare hummed in response​​ as he silently sipped his tea.
You checked the time and realized it was close to nine P.M. “It’s getting pretty late. Would you all like to stay the night? I have enough blankets and pillows for everyone. I also have a guest room,” you said.
Maybe you shouldn’t have shown such kindness to these strangers, but being around them felt nostalgic for you. It’s like you knew them, which a different version of you did. You felt safe and comfortable around them.
Nightmare sent you a side-eyed look. “Are you sure? They can be a bit… overwhelming,” he replied.
“They weren’t asking you, Y/N/N was asking us,” clarified Killer.
It’s been a long time since you heard that nickname. It almost brought you to tears. “I’d love to have them over. It’s been some time since I’ve had some proper company that wasn’t Nightmare,” you joked.
Nightmare rolled his eyes playfully, crossing his arms.
“We’d be more than delighted to stay here,” said Dust.
“Great! I’ll get the blankets and pillows,” you replied as you rummaged through your closets, pulling out said items. You handed each to the boys, who thanked you as you did so.
Axe and Dust took the guest bedroom, while Killer and Cross took the living room.
Nightmare pulled you aside as you made your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth.
“Thank you for doing this, you didn’t have to,” he uttered softly.
“Of course, Night. I can tell they care a lot about you,” you replied.
“Oh, I didn’t think about where you’d sleep. You can, uh… sleep with me… if you want…” you requested.
Nightmare blinked before he grinned ear to ear. “That would be lovely,” he answered.
“O-Okay! I just need to brush my teeth and wash my face, I’ll see you soon in the bedroom,” you said as you shuffled away to the bathroom.
Once you finished, you found Nightmare on the side of the bed, scrolling through his phone. He perked up once you entered the room, placing his phone on the nightstand.
“Oh shit, you don’t have any pajamas to wear,” you commented.
He shook his head. “There’s no need to worry. I can use my magic,” he said before he teleported away. You knew he wasn’t exactly human, but in the form of one. He was a magical entity. You pondered if the other boys were like that as well.
He returned in his pajamas as you crawled on the bed beside him. He slowly pulled you close, resting your head on his chest. He stroked your back gently with his hand. You shifted your arm into his hair, playing with his long locks.
“Rapunzel, drift down your hair!” you joked.
He scoffed above you, shaking his head. “I like your hair long, it suits you,” you added. He hummed in response.
“It’s a pain to wash, though,” he responded.
“How’d you meet the others? If you don’t mind me asking?” you inquired.
“It’s a long story, but I’ll keep it short for you. I found all of them from their overwhelming negativity. That’s usually how I search for AU’s to keep the balance in check. I took them in after individually finding them all,” he finished.
You weren’t really for Nightmare destroying AU’s, keeping himself and the balance of the multiverse secure, but you understood why it needed to be done. He’d be fine with being perceived as the bad guy as long as his loved ones were safe, which included you.
You yawned, fluttering your eyes shut.
“Tired?” mused Nightmare.
“Mhmm,” you answered.
“Can you sing me a lullaby?” you inquired gently.
“When the light is running low,
And the shadows start to grow,
And the places that you know,
Seem like fantasy,
There's a light inside your soul,
That's still shining in the cold,
With the truth,
The promise in our hearts,
Don't forget,
I'm with you in the dark,”
You fell asleep halfway through the song. Nightmare smiled, drawing you closer to his chest ever so slightly.
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vivithefolle · 3 years
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Did you read fanfics back in the early days, like 2000-2005? I got into it then (I was in 7th grade when I started, I believe!), primarily on ffnet & fictionalley, and HP was baby's very first fandom ;)
There were different focuses than what we see now, and different character interpretations. When I onboarded, there were still a lot of fics written pre-GoF, when fans didn't know how, or even IF, that whole Voldy issue would play out. People speculated wildly about various wizarding schools in other parts of the world, and magical creatures that could exist. Seeing the creativity that went into fabricating new enemies or potential types of magic Harry & Co might encounter resulted in a truly colorful landscape of fiction. And by OotP, that core cast of players seemed fully established. We'd get fics where DA members all had important roles in eradicating tyranny. Where they'd grow up into adult lives fixing the problems in the Ministry as a squad of game-changers! The idea of Harry as a Chosen One had barely begun penetrating, and most people figured it would be something that isolated him as he kept the prophecy secret from his closest companions. Neville had a popularity boom about then, of course!
There were only a couple of films out so far, and they'd hewed pretty close to the book content, but where they'd strayed was an oft-discussed topic. Ron's changes were particularly noted, and there were lots of authors who struck back by writing Roncentric stories charting his future growth (at the time, Chessmaster General or Dumbledore's Apprentice types of paths were popularly hypothesized). And the vast majority of gifs seen everywhere were Hermione punching Draco or walking down the steps in her (recolored) Yule Ball gown.
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I miss those days, to be honest. The series seemed like one of absolute potential. Reading the epilogue felt like the last nail in a coffin. I understand how hard it is to put aside the additional books' worth of content, characterization, and world building... But I loved the lens we had in the fandom back then! I want to read more work produced from that headspace, as it were. Especially with how stale fandom seems nowadays, old fics feel like a breath of fresh air.
Have you read much fic made during that era? Do any stories or tropes stand out to you? It was a golden age in Ron appreciation imo so I imagine you'd enjoy it!
Aaaaawwww, no, I never was able to read those stories... I came back to HP in 2017 and had never interacted with the fandom before, well I had, but then I came accross the more virulent Ron-bashing and... well the rest is history.
It's true that nowadays most fanfics are the same tired rehashes of canon plotlines and such... It's rare to come accross a truly original story.
Well, there is one story from 2005 that is super great, Wayward Son, and it's honestly just freaking awesome to see Ron be such a powerful badass (but don't think he gets everything solved with a snap of his fingers either!). I love it so much.
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Killing The New Republic and Luke’s New Jedi Order killed the Sequel Trilogy
Disney you’re a business, who’s all about money, but then you chose to destroy the New Jedi Order and New Republic, that is definitely killing your billions, even after refusing to put storytelling first and foremost, and then having the audacity to claim “we don’t have source material” never mind the countless series of video games, comics, novels, tv shows and films, merchandising etc. Not to mention all the fucking stuff you could’ve done with the NR in BATTLEFRONT! YOU COULD HAVE MADE WITH THE NEW REPUBLIC AND NEW JEDI ORDER!
But no. Instead you made Leia an incompetent general leading an even weaker  and an on the budget Rebel Alliance. Han’s character arc was dropped, Han and Leia’s iconic romance was broken up and they were both turned into absent parents and Luke’s Jedi Order failed and 30 years of peace was undone pointlessly. But instead you just wanted Rebels vs Empire 2.0, but only this time around it’s dumber. 
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Do you know what we could’ve done with The New Republic? Leia as Chancellor. Han and Lando as her Ministers of Defense. Boba Fett, Din Djarin and Bo-Katan leading The Mandalorians together as allies to the New Republic. We could’ve had a House Of Cards/West Wing/Game Of Thrones styled writing for the overall politics of The New Republic. You could’ve made a goddamn fortune on New Republic troopers, armor, weapons, fighters and frigates. Hell, you could even have The New Republic wield their own Star Defenders as opposed to Star Destroyers.  I am well aware that canon demilitarized The New Republic and already made a post on why disarming the New Republic in new canon was stupid.
What should have happened is that the NR commanders the Imperial Fleet and starts protecting systems who join the NR, all while chasing down and fighting any of the Remnants (Moffs, Warlords, Crime Lords, etc) who have grabbed power in the resulting vacuum. We could have seen an evolution of ships from Old Republic to Empire to NR ones. They could have renamed Star Destroyers into Star Defenders. Hell, they could have had a Republic of independent systems, each with their own sizable military, so that power isn't centralized.
Here is what the Sequel Trilogy could’ve been with the New Republic in power.
This could have been an interesting question for the ST. What happens after you win a war? How do you not make the same mistakes or become the thing you fought. What happens in a power vacuum? The NR should have been the dominant emerging power, and the Remnant should have been a small, secretive, unknown order, striking strategically from the UR where they hid, and causing fear and panic to spread in the NR. But no, instead of telling an interesting story, we are force fed the recycled poorly written rehashed Rebels vs Empire and the Rebels are made to be weaker than The First Order. The First Order are a terrorist movement, they should not be reigning after Hosnian Prime’s destruction, ESPECIALLY AFTER LOSING STARKILLER BASE! Concentrating your government and defenses around only one system is really stupid(AND BAD FUCKING WRITING) The New Republic’s forces should have been spread far across the galaxy. So after Hosnian Prime, The New Republic  sees the bigger picture and mobilizes their fleet and unites their forces with The Resistance. Instead The New Republic is stupidly destroyed because Rian wanted the Rebels to be the Rebels again.(lol this movie is fucking dumb) God forbid we get The New Republic fighting the First Order and making the heroes looking strong in force instead of stupidly having all the Rebels fit inside the Falcon. For the love of fucking god I hate this fucking timeline.
As for The Imperial Remnant. Thrawn, and Rae Sloane would lead the fleets and  Darth Plagueis and the Knights Of Ren would would be in command of the dark side.
Do you have any idea how fucking frustrated it was to play The Battlefront games with The Resistance who are just discount Rebels? They look fucking pathetic.
JUST LOOK AT THE NEW REPUBLIC IN THE MANDALORIAN!!!!!!!! SO MUCH POTENTIAL!
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SO. MUCH. POTENTIAL!
As for the New Jedi Order.
Ya’ll were sitting on a GOLDMINE with the New Jedi Order. You murdered the goose which laid thegolden egg. Imagine proper video games, novels, animations, films in that era.  Think about all of the unique characters and designs we could’ve seen, all the unique toys they could have sold, plus they could’ve centered Galaxy’s Edge around becoming a Jedi, building your own lightsaber, and undergoing training at Luke’s academy. I know they have a lightsaber-building thing there currently, but it would’ve made a lot more sense if they could’ve tied it in to the new trilogy with the New Jedi Order. Plus, Mark Hamill was the only one of the major OT actors who was willing to continually reprise his role well into the future, and they reduced Luke’s role to a cameo in 2/3 sequel movies and ruined his character and killed him off in the other one. They could’ve kept Luke around for several more decades and thrown him in to as many TV series, video games, and movies as they wanted to, and people would’ve flocked to see or purchase whatever he’s in, because it’s freaking Luke Skywalker. Destroying the New Jedi Order offscreen and ruining and killing off Luke Skywalker were the two dumbest decisions made with the sequel trilogy. They could’ve made BILLIONS off of this stuff. The continued pre-trilogy and post-trilogy stories, the toys, the merchandising, the video games, the books and comics, everything. What makes matters worse is that as I said, Mark Hamill was the only one who wanted to continue with his role,( Also he is an accomplished voice actor so he would have done well in the animated stuff, which also gives him opportunities to do action scenes without being young) he honestly probably would’ve been willing to reprise Luke up until he was in his 80s or even into his 90s, hell, Billy Dee Williams was just over 80 when he reprised Lando in TROS, and Luke wouldn’t even need an action-heavy role as he got older, as the Grandmaster of the New Jedi Order, he’d be able to have a similar role to Yoda in the prequels and The Clone Wars, where he provides wisdom and guidance the majority of the time, but he every once in a while he steps into battle, while the new characters go on the vast majority of the adventures. They really shit the bed with these new movies, because using the New Jedi Order with Luke as Grandmaster would’ve made them BILLIONS. I truly don’t understand how such a money-hungry corporation could’ve missed out on this, because using the NJO would’ve been like printing money. It’s genuinely baffling.
We could’ve had it all
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For story purposes. It could’ve been like this. 
Luke starts to rebuild the Jedi by training his sister Leia. Leia could not fully commit to the Jedi because she had to lead the Republic as Chancellor, but she is made an honorary member on his Jedi Council. Leia would agree to be trained as a Jedi Master. Leia has a Yellow Lightsaber she keeps hidden should the moment arises. Leia’s most powerful force ability is Battle Meditation. After training Leia, Luke eventually encountered The Emperor’s Hand Mara Jade. Their dynamic and romance would be the same as in Legends. Eventually after Ezra Bridger returns, Ahsoka Tano, Cal Kestis, and Ezra Bridger return and join Luke’s Jedi order. The Jedi council would be this. Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Mara Jade, Ahsoka Tano, Cal Kestis and Ezra Bridger. The new Jedi Order embrace both the Light and Dark Sides Of The Force instead of repeating the mistakes of the Jedi of old and so balance can be brought to the force. Balance would mean understanding both aspects of the force and you can indulge in your anger and more toxic emotions, but you can’t let them rule you and when you can come to peace with that, that’s when you have balance.
Also, Luke’s Jedi order would include multiple aliens species from Wookies, Twi'leks, Iridonians, Trandoshans, Mirialan and you get the picture. 
Finn would be a mix of Kyle Katarn and Finn Galfridian.
For those not familiar with either character. Kyle Katarn, a self taught force sensitive who was a former Imperial Stormtrooper that later became a Jedi Master, Battlemaster and a Jedi Council member. Finn Galfridian, a Jedi who is from Royal background and is part of the New Jedi Order who was being taught by Luke Skywalker Finn could still be a Stormtrooper that chose empathy and to walk away, this results in Finn becoming Force Sensitive and brought to be trained by Grogu. We would later find out that Finn is a lost prince of Royalty stolen by The Imperial Remnant. Perhaps, in this scenario. Finn could be the lost Prince of Naboo. Finn would of course continue fighting in the war, but with Artorias on the New Republic’s side, they will gave more funding and at least another ally. It would also provide Finn the ability to have a home for the Stormtroopers after Finn liberates the Stormtroopers from the Remnant. Finn could allow the Stormtroopers that still want to fight to serve in the Naboo military. The Naboo having weak defenses could greatly benefit from having trained soldiers serve them and if the Stormtroopers would prefer a peaceful life, Finn can offer them a civilian lifestyle away from the judgment the rest of the galaxy would give them for their past, even offering them reparations.
Also, Finn would find love with best damn pilot in The New Republic, Poe Dameron!
Luke and Mara would have a daughter. Kira Jade Skywalker(who of course would be Rey) she would grow up loved, with her family and with the Jedi. They would all truly be With her. 
Ben Solo, Breha Solo(Played by Billie Lourd) and Jaina Solo(played by Millie Bobby Brown) would be the Solo children. Ben, Breha, and Jaina would all grow up close and would thrive as Jedi while their parents would visit and shower them with the love they would naturally receive from Han and Leia as their parents and Han and Leia would stand strong together leading The New Republic
You could have Ben Solo being the most promising of Luke’s Jedi Knights. He can either stay as a Jedi or choose The Imperial Remnant and become Kylo Ren. The Jedi Order is split between the Jedi loyal to Luke and those loyal to Ben. I will say Ben’s fall would be similar to Jacen’s. Because he sensed something terrible coming. The Grysk. He feels that the Jedi and the NR would not be enough. So he gives in to Darth Plagueis and leads the Knights Of Ren. But when The Grysk attack, Ben shows us his true colors and returns to his family to fight The Grysk and unites both The New Republic and Remnant. 
If Ben doesn’t turn to the dark side, Ben would stay true to the Jedi and his family. Ben would lead the Jedi to face the Knights Of Ren and destroy Plagueis.
Together Kira, Ben, Breha, Jaina and Finn would rise together and destroy Darth Plagueis and end the Sith once and for all.
But that’s not the end, because The Grysk would invade the galaxy.
Towards the end of the Trilogy, The NR and FO will join forces to fend off The Grysk invasion. Sloane will call for a cease fire and signing a treaty with Leia, where The NR and FO align their forces and build The Galactic Federation. Building a better galaxy together. Leia's vision for a Republic and Sloane's virtues for the Empire.
We get the legacy characters getting treated with respect, we get the new generation built upon and being prepared for the coming war and are all treated as important heroes, we have a FO treated like strong villains and a stronger threat to unite both forces and we have peace in the end. This is how I think the ST should have been handled.
The theme should’ve been family. It’s about how the Skywalkers and Solos lead and protect the galaxy. How well Han, Luke and Leia became after the fall of the Empire and the upbringing of their children. It should end with all is well with the Skywalker and Solo families. Not end in misery.
As Carrie Fisher said
“It’s about family. And that’s what makes it so powerful.”
We could’ve had it all.
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Cockles HQ Weekly #3: FanFic recommendations pt 3
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For privacy reasons, the names of our members are left out. The answers are based on personal opinions. We do not ask our members or the people who read this to agree or disagree. Take from it what you find useful or enjoy. Please be respectful of opinions given.
For this second edition of ‘The Weekly’ we asked our members the following:
Could you share links to your favourite Destiel/ Cockles fan fics? (max 3) And shortly explain why these are worth reading?
Okay so, since it was hard to stick with just three, the lists became longer and longer, hence the need to divide it into multiple posts.
Here is part 1 (cockles fanfics)
Here is part 2 (destiel fanfics)
Read the recs below the break.
(Fics are in no particular order. Please always read the author’s tags before reading)
DESTIEL
For All You Young Hockey Players Out There, Pay Attention - by thursdaysfallenangel
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: -
Words: 143,591
Summary: Dean Winchester knows two things about hockey, two things his dad made sure he knew. One, hockey is a guy’s sport, and two, hockey is family. Hockey meant Sam and Bobby and Benny and Victor and Gabriel and hell, his entire team. So when Victor gets traded, Russian-star-turned-new-teammate Castiel Krushnic becomes a threat. As much as Dean hates him for that, the longer he sticks around, the more he begins to threaten that first rule too. Dean’s been taught his whole life that those who play hockey should not be captivated by deep accented voices and the way a guy handles his stick, so how the hell is he supposed to justify what he’s starting to think about Cas? All Dean wanted at the beginning of the season was to win, and now all he wants to do is figure out how he feels about Cas and how to deal with it without ruining his career and tearing his family apart.
Series
· Part 1 of Pay Attention Universe
The State of You - by TrenchcoatBaby
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: -
Words: 101,618
Summary: Castiel Novak is a New York based, no-nonsense book editor avoiding his southern roots. Dean Winchester is a born-and-raised farmer and budding novelist with a terrible case of writer’s block. When Dean finally admits that he needs help, Castiel is given a plane ticket and a mission: help Dean meet his deadline—by any means necessary.
But what happens when Dean and Castiel are immediately enemies...and immediately attracted to each other? Will they come together and learn from one another? Or will adversity and circumstance keep them apart?
The Curious Case of Cuthbert Sinclair - by EllenOfOz, MalMuses
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: -
Words: 73,120
Summary: The murder, the mystery, the case… Dean Winchester, agent of the Men of Letters, lives for it. But when his colleague Cuthbert Sinclair goes missing while investigating a string of deaths, Bobby assigns the case to Dean, as well as assigning him a new partner. Much to Dean's irritation, he'll have to carry the dead weight of an inexperienced, probably over-pampered and arrogant lordling.
But Castiel defies his every expectation.
Recently returned from war, Lord Castiel Milton is haunted by demons of his own. Together, he and Dean could be everything that each has longed for...and that society won't let them have.
But people are dying all over London, and what Cuthbert Sinclair saw is just the beginning.
Angel's Wild - by LimonadeGaby (orphan_account),riseofthefallenone
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: -
Words: 389,271
Summary: But that’s the whole reason he’s here, isn’t it? He’s not out here hunting Humans. He’s not even hunting deer, or bears, or anything else that featured in Bambi. He’s out here, freezing his nuts off every night, because he’s hunting Angels.
Sometimes Dean wishes that Angels were like how they’re described in the Bible. How people from time too old for him to care much about thought Angels were messengers and warriors of God, protectors of Humans. He knows that how they’re really described in the Bible is actually pretty terrifying, but at least they were told by God that they’re supposed to love Humans, right?
That’s a thousand times better than what Angels really turned out to be.
When Cas Was There - michaelfalls
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Major character death
Words: 45,393
Summary: [9:01 AM] Dean Winchester: cas will you marry me
[9:02 AM] Castiel Novak: No.
Anonymous: it starts light and funny. it ends.. in sorrow
Smoke and Burn - by allmystars
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Words: 184,490
Summary: “They say you’re lucky if you find a love that lasts a lifetime. I’ll be lucky if I find it at all. True love doesn’t exist. Not in my experience.” - Dean Winchester
“They say bad times never last. There’s always a calm after the storm, but I’ve yet to reach the calm. I’m starting to think it got lost on the way.” - Castiel Novak
Then...
Everything you thought you knew for certain...changes.
Cas is back in Lawrence after years of absence, stirring up memories in Dean that had been long ago stolen by a disastrous accident. Dean doesn’t remember anything about Cas, but Cas will never forget what happened; what Dean did to him, and he hates him for it.
But when Dean starts to remember, he starts falling apart, and Cas can’t help but see the man through his perception of him. The man he forced himself to forget. The man he loved.
Can their love break through the boundaries of time and tragedy? Or will their demons swallow them alive?
Will the friction light a spark? Or will it smoke out?
Maybe it’ll all go up in flames.
Series
· Part 1 of Smoke and Burn
Anonymous: Heavy angst, be warned!
Lovers in the Dark - by jhoom
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: -
Words: 42,364
Summary: Prince Dean is the most beautiful omega anyone’s laid eyes on. Flowers bloom for the chance to see him, animals climb into his room simply to be in his presence, and not a person in the kingdom can say enough for his beauty. He is universally praised for his lovely green eyes, his freckles, his plush lips and the subtly strong lines of his cheekbones. His family hopes to use that to find a good match and secure an alliance for their kingdom.
The gods have other plans.
Naomi, goddess of beauty, hears more and more tales of the young omega’s beauty and she hates him for it. The fact that mortals and nature alike would hold anyone’s beauty above her own is intolerable. So she sends her son Castiel, god of love, to infect Dean with an undying love for a monstrous person as punishment for his hubris.
Fate has plans of its own…
[A retelling of the Classical myth “Cupid and Psyche.” Castiel is cast as Cupid, Dean as Psyche, and Naomi as Venus.]
The Upsidedown Sky - Amazonia_8
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings:
Words: 30,081
Summary: Despite having every resource the government could throw at them, within the vast wealth of lore protected and researched by the Federal Bureau of Letters and Arcanae, there were only five obscurely written entries on angels. And the number of actual angels ever encountered by humans? One, and that guy was a dick. So when intel indicates a genuine, living angel has been captured, with dire consequences to the universal balance, the FBLA send their best agents undercover to a clandestine freak show, where black market monsters are brought in for the enjoyment of those with the means to afford it. The mission is one they've done a thousand times: extract the entity and bring it in.
And Agent Dean Winchester's seen it all, but he's never seen anything like Castiel.
Anonymous: All of Amazonia_8 fics are worth reading!
Under the Nothing Sky - by MalMuses
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: graphic depictions of violence
Words: 78,544
Summary: Welcome to the Glass City.
Its citizens live perfect, orderly lives. Controlled by the barcodes upon their arms, they are quietly assigned jobs, spouses, accommodations… whole lives. Some families rank above others, but that is just the way it is. The way the Council demands it to be.
Lieutenant Colonel Castiel Novak is the shining star of the Glass City’s Academy, mere weeks away from graduating and being titled Commander of his own ship, his own crew.
Castiel is very good at obeying.
Until he meets a man with green eyes, a cocky smile, and no barcode.
Don't - by tricia_16
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: -
Words: 97950
Summary: After nine days of radio silence from both Jack and Cas, Cas returns to the bunker without Jack—with black fur, four paws, a tail, and an obvious preference for Dean's company. With no idea how to turn Cas back or how he got turned into a cat in the first place, Dean has to learn to live with Cas quite literally underfoot all the damn time. Nobody could have guessed that having his best friend in cat form would end up being the catalyst for a huge shift in their relationship, but looking back, he's pretty sure it all started with an annoyingly stubborn ball of fur...
Stay With Me, Sweetheart - by MandalaRose
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: -
Words:142,926
Summary: “Alright Cas, here comes the hard part. We’re gonna get you out of here, but we’ve gotta take the roof off and while we do that, we’re gonna have to cover you with a sheet to protect you from the glass. I’ll be right here though. I’m not going anywhere.”
As he starts to drift away, he suddenly feels the press of Dean’s forehead against his own through the rough fabric and hears that warm, sunlit voice murmer quietly in his ear, too low to be overheard by the firefighters currently working to remove the SUV’s roof, “Stay with me, Sweetheart.”
A single moment's distraction ends with a serious car accident that leaves Castiel trapped in his vehicle. Fortunately for him, fire fighter Dean Winchester is there, never leaving Castiel's side as the rest of his company work to free him from the mangled remains of his SUV.
When the two meet again in the ICU, Castiel finds himself just as drawn to and comforted by the handsome fireman as he was during his accident. Dean is certainly attractive, but single father Castiel doesn't have time or space in his life for a romantic relationship.
Then again, there's no harm in making a new friend, is there?
Series
Part 1 of Stay With Me
Stay With Me, Sweetheart - by MandalaRose
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: -
Words:142,926
Summary: “Alright Cas, here comes the hard part. We’re gonna get you out of here, but we’ve gotta take the roof off and while we do that, we’re gonna have to cover you with a sheet to protect you from the glass. I’ll be right here though. I’m not going anywhere.”
As he starts to drift away, he suddenly feels the press of Dean’s forehead against his own through the rough fabric and hears that warm, sunlit voice murmer quietly in his ear, too low to be overheard by the firefighters currently working to remove the SUV’s roof, “Stay with me, Sweetheart.”
A single moment's distraction ends with a serious car accident that leaves Castiel trapped in his vehicle. Fortunately for him, fire fighter Dean Winchester is there, never leaving Castiel's side as the rest of his company work to free him from the mangled remains of his SUV.
When the two meet again in the ICU, Castiel finds himself just as drawn to and comforted by the handsome fireman as he was during his accident. Dean is certainly attractive, but single father Castiel doesn't have time or space in his life for a romantic relationship.
Then again, there's no harm in making a new friend, is there?
Series
Part 1 of Stay With Me
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Only Monsters Come Out at Night
A/N: Debating on whether or not I should put this on AO3. Thoughts? Do I need to edit what I have before posting on my favorite website? Anyways, I’m really into horror and I’d like to try my hand at focusing on MC’s descent into madness while falling for her captors. Dimitrescu Sisters x OFC (Desdemona) Summary: Desdemona, her twin brother and best friend are on vacation in Romania when things go horribly wrong the moment they run out of gas. Desdemona has the misfortune of enchanting the monsters that decided to terrorize her group. 
        It was a cold, pitch black night in the northeastern mountainous region of Romania, a heavy fog enveloping the roads which made it nearly impossible for any source of light to pierce through the gloom. This did not bode well for Desdemona and her friends as they dared to venture through the treacherous weather in order to reach their destination. The humble village of Bran should have been a welcome sight by now although from where the unlucky travelers were currently stranded, Desdemona had her doubts. To make matters worse, her best friend, Veronica, shoved a crumpled map of Brasov, Romania into her boyfriend’s hands and demanded answers. Her hot-headed friend was teetering on the edge of a nervous breakdown.
“Desmond, are you sure we’re headed in the right direction? None of this seems to make sense!”, Veronica exclaimed as she nervously rummaged through her shoulder bag for yet another cigarette. She struggled to light her cigarette this time, the harsh winter’s wind blowing hard against her bare hands caused them to shake violently.
 Desmond sighed in exasperation and ran his fingers through his messy chestnut brown hair, pushing wild dark curls away from his eyes.
“You think the shopkeeper gave us the wrong directions to fuck with us because we’re tourists? I knew we were gonna get shit signal out here in the bum fuck middle of nowhere but come on, the old guy looked knowledgeable. Can’t blame me for trustin’ him.” Desmond casually replied with a shrug. He then took a moment to straighten the map again before folding it neatly and tucking it into his pocket.
Desdemona was of the same mind as her twin. It seemed likely that the locals would be completely burnt out from the flocks of American tourists invading their hometown just to squawk about the castle that inspired Bram Stoker’s Dracula. How exhausting it must be to constantly point out where to go to book a tour or who to call to arrange such things when the internet exists. In hindsight, Desdemona should have known better than to bug the polite yet obviously impatient shopkeeper about their vacation plans.
“Think about it, V, Desmond has a point. The guy probably gave us the run around for shits and giggles. You know, it would have been fine taking a wrong turn and then having to backtrack all the way back into town, but we should have just stayed the night at the Inn. Now we’re outta gas and it’s fucking freezing out here.” Desdemona added, now hugging herself tightly and occasionally rubbing her arms to keep warm for as much as possible.
Veronica growled but relented as she took a long drag of her cigarette, her foot resting against their rented vehicle. She took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. Snowflakes began to drift downwards, and it only fueled Veronica’s anxiety about being stranded in the middle of nowhere in the dark. “Alright, alright, we can either freeze to death in this piece of shit,” Veronica began as she kicks the van for good measure, “or we can freeze to death out there looking for shelter. I think I see a path over there that we can take to find what we need. It might lead us to people who can help us, or it might lead us to certain death. All I know is that we need to make a decision now, it’s starting to snow.” Desmond grins and wraps his arm around Veronica’s waist, pulling her close and pecking her on the cheek. “To certain death it is! Des, grab the essentials and let’s head out. According to the map, there are a few small villages in the surrounding area. Chances are we’ll stumble into one of them eventually and find shelter. We’ll get this mess sorted out.” Desmond eagerly stepped away from Veronica’s embrace and stepped towards the beaten van.
After a few moments of scrounging around for what they deemed important, Desdemona ended up with a backpack full of snacks, water, spare clothes, and the first aid kid. Veronica settled for an entire carton of cigarettes and a few spare lighters because you know, it was “absolutely essential” to her survival in a foreign land. Desmond found a flashlight and decided that going light would be preferable to him in case they ran into any trouble. They paved the way forward, following the path that strayed away from the lonely sliver of road. Turning back to get a final look at the abandoned van, Desdemona swallowed the surge of fear that was beginning to creep up on her. She had seen enough horror movies in her lifetime knowing that this probably wasn’t going to end up well for her little group. The logical side of her brain, what little rational thoughts she had left, gnawed their way through her brain begging to be voiced out and heard.
‘Turn back around, it’s safer to stay put and wait until morning! This is dangerous and you know it!’
Desdemona reluctantly glanced back at her brother walking ahead with Veronica hand in hand and the younger twin suddenly stopped in her tracks. Maybe she should stay behind just in case while her gregarious brother searched for help in these mountains; after all, he was far more easygoing and could easily charm the most stubborn of fools into helping him.
“Des, what’s wrong? I thought we all agreed that we should stick together.” Veronica called out to her, uncertainty lacing her tone as her eyes flicked back and forth between the van and a terrified looking Desdemona.
Nervously fidgeting in place, Desdemona struggles to settle the conflicted thoughts warring in her mind. She knows that staying behind and waiting for help would be the wisest course of action, but there was safety in numbers. There’s danger lurking beyond the vast expanse of mountains that surrounded them and she would be utterly defenseless if left alone. Desdemona’s instincts were begging her to go back to the van but the connection she shared with her twin demanded that she follow him through the sketchy path that would most likely lead to their demise. She couldn’t let anything happen to Desmond, she would never forgive herself if something happened to him out here.
With a shaky resolve, Desdemona straightened up and gazed back at Veronica with a small smile on her face. “I’m just nervous, you know. Desmond and I binge watched all the Wrong Turn movies last Saturday so being out here alone in the dark is uh, freaking me out a little. I’ll be fine, though, let’s just keep going.” Desdemona lied as she rushed over to her best friend who rolled her eyes at the revelation.
“No wonder you’re acting all sketch, Des. First of all, binge watching horror movies the weekend before your vacation was stupid as hell so now you’re all hyped up over nothing. Secondly, Wrong Turn sucks. Y’all should have binged Hatchet, Danielle Harris is so hot!” Veronica declared, eager to get conversation going as the three of them trekked through a rocky and narrow trail that led to who knows where.
Desmond was quick to reply in defense of his favorite horror movie franchise and Desdemona was thankful to hear them bicker back and forth. The conversation drowned out the sound of cold whispers tickling naked branches in the distance, the loud crunching of their footsteps on the snow-covered ground, and ravens crying out above them. It was so eerie and something about it all didn’t sit right with Desdemona. She hooked an arm around Veronica’s free arm and together they discussed their favorite horror movies. Veronica could tell her best friend was still a little spooked, so she pulled her closer until she was pressed against her side to provide as much comfort as she could give.
The trail continued to narrow the further they moved along but nothing they observed thus far gave the impression that that anything was out of the ordinary. When they reached a clearing, Desmond sighed with relief. His breath steaming the frigid air was nearly the only thing they could see ahead if it weren’t for the flashlight providing what little comforting light source they had. The snow fall began to pick up the pace but it wasn’t blinding, thankfully. Desmond brushed aside large shrubs and stepped further into the winding path, coming to a full stop when he realized what lay ahead of the weary travelers.
The trio stared in awe at the overpowering sight of a 15th century castle looming over a quiet village sheltering underneath a blanket of darkness, or what Desdemona assumed was its shadow. No amount of fog could hide the monstrosity that was the architectural brilliance of this castle that Desdemona saw before her very eyes.
“Desmond, honey, where the hell do you think you’re going? Don’t leave Dezzy and I behind!” Veronica suddenly shrieked as she sprinted after her overly excited boyfriend down the hill that led into the village. Desmond turned around and could only offer a sheepish smile with a shrug before eagerly running into the unknown. Desdemona tore her gaze away from the castle and spurred into action, jumping and running as fast as she could in order to catch up with her twin.
Desmond was energized by both the cool crisp air and the promising sight of civilization, but that energy was quickly drained out of him when he encountered something wholly unexpected. Veronica reached the eldest Hawthorne sibling and was about to admonish him for leaving the two frightened girls behind, but she was quickly shushed by Desmond. Desdemona quietly approached the scene, her eyes widening when she realized that this was not the village of Bran at all.
They had indeed reached a small village but it looked completely obliterated. The houses looked shattered and broken, as if something gigantic and menacing had come through and picked away at the people that once inhabited this community one by one. Desmond cautiously led the group forward, calling out for any signs of survivors. This wasn’t on the itinerary…
Veronica was on the verge of tears, her hands covering her mouth as she observed the tragic scene before her. Every now and then, she would step into a broken home and call out to somebody – anybody- only to step back out with a grim look on her face. She pulled out her cell phone and attempted to dial emergency services only to be met with disappointment.
“There’s blood.” Desmond says quietly. His eyes peer over the trail of fresh blood and fear grips him the moment the flashlight scans over the corpse of a rotting horse. “Fuck, that stench – we need to get the fuck out of here now!” Veronica cries, gagging and turning away from the horrific view.
Desdemona would have expressed an equally strong reaction had she not felt a sense of…wrongness abruptly assaulting the atmosphere. The moment they stepped foot into the village, the environment reacted to their presence and that did not sit right with Desdemona at all.
“Desmond, do you hear that?” Desdemona asked, her voice laced with terror. Desmond Hawthorne heard the fear in his sister’s quivering voice and it made him feel uneasy. “I don’t hear anything, Des.” He replies as he reaches for Veronica’s hand and squeezes it tight. The couple began to frantically look around them as they slowly backed into Desdemona. As soon as they grouped up again, both Veronica and Desmond wrapped themselves around the youngest sister. The oppressive silence sent a whole new wave of fear over the group before something insidious could be heard approaching them in the distance. Desdemona gasped when she heard maniacal giggling and it was getting louder. A fluttering of what sounds like wings -bats, ravens, perhaps- advancing towards the group sent chills down Desdemona’s spine. What the hell was coming after them?
Desmond flashed his light from side to side before it settled on the massive black ball of insects that instantly appeared before him. The insects dissipated and somehow revealed the shape of a human being wearing a dark robe and hood. The only thing he could truly make out was the color of a red pendant wrapped around dainty, pale skin and a blood smeared smirk. Desmond’s heart dropped in absolute horror and panic immediately set in.
“RUN!” He screamed, taking off with a terrified Veronica in tow. Neither of them looked back to make sure Desdemona was following. The flashlight dropped, and it briefly circled the ground. The flickering light revealed two other black masses of insects approaching the younger Hawthorne sibling who was paralyzed with fear. All she could hear in that moment was delirious laughter coming from the women that revealed themselves two seconds later, the insects dissolving into thin air right before her very eyes.
The crazed woman standing directly in front of Desdemona leaned forward and took her time sniffing her pretty prey who stared at her with petrified gray eyes. Desdemona found it alarming that despite the lunatic’s appearance, dried blood caked on her lips and unruly red hair and a wild, untamed look in her eyes, she found her quite…striking. Perhaps she was going mad. None of this made sense, how could this be happening right now?
“Mmm, sisters, look at what I found. Such a pretty young thing all for me and she smells oh so delicious.” The woman with the green pendant spoke, giggling madly at the profound effect she had on Desdemona.
 “Daniela, you’re delusional, she’s mine; I’m the one who picked up on her tasty scent!” The one with the red pendant spoke after she turned her attention to the only human who didn’t run from them.
The brunette with the yellow pendant reached over and yanked on Desdemona’s hair so hard back, Desdemona thought her life was over. She bared her teeth as she skimmed her nose across the young woman’s neck. Her tongue darted out between blood smeared lips and left a wet trail, causing the smaller woman’s breath to hitch at the unwelcome contact.
“Mmm, she smells so utterly divine. Bela, by the way, it wasn’t you who found MY new pet, it was me! You ungrateful wretches always want to touch what’s mine!” The hooded figure’s grip on her hair tightened and Desdemona whined, causing all three women to delight in her torment.
What Desdemona couldn’t figure out was what they wanted to do with her exactly and why they were fighting over her like three starved wild dogs fighting over a piece of meat. She needed to get out of there fast. “LET GO OF MY SISTER, YOU UGLY CUNTS!” Desmond’s angry voice broke through in the distance and all three creatures turned their attention on the young man who dared interrupt dinner time.
Desdemona decided this was the time to take advantage of their distraction and she quickly slipped away, sprinting as fast as she could to the nearest unoccupied house. Desmond, relieved that his sister broke free from whatever those things were, spun on his heel and ran the opposite direction. He could only hope that all three of them would make it out of this godforsaken village alive.
All three women threw their heads back and laughed wildly into the air as they knew catching their prey would be much more satisfying when they caught them alone in isolated surroundings. It added to their fear and it made the blood taste that much sweeter.
“The hunt is on, sisters. Leave the pretty plaything alive, but the others, we will present to our dear mother as gifts. We’ll make the new pet watch mother undo their very lives; it’ll only make her that much more delicious when we have our fill.” The one with the yellow pendant stated as she sniffed at the air, shuddering when Desdemona’s irresistible scent filled her nostrils once more.
Desdemona found refuge in a large house a few yards away and slammed the front door shut when she ran inside. She quickly assessed what she assumed was the living room, she found a bookcase and summoned whatever strength she had and brought it down in front of the door. She heard something clawing at the door the instant she blocked the entrance, the door shaking violently and mad laughter filling her ears once more.
Desdemona shakily reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone, turning on the flashlight and began to look for another way out.
‘Jesus fucking Christ, Jesus Christ! What the fuck are those things!? Where’s Desmond? Is Veronica alright? How the hell do I get out of here? I just want to go home!’ Desdemona’s mind was running through a million thoughts per second but she couldn’t for the life of her settle on anything that would give her a moment’s peace. She was sobbing uncontrollably as she explored the dark home, her hands stretched out in front of her as she searched for anything that would provide answers to her problems. When she found a door near the kitchen, she cautiously opened it and cursed the eerie creaking sound that followed. It was discovered that the door led to a cellar of some kind and Desdemona rushed down the stairs without closing the door behind her. She slowly scanned the large open space and saw that this home had been recently ransacked or rummaged through. Clothes were scattered across the floor, furniture had been broken in half and tossed carelessly to the side but Desdemona found a hallway beyond the room she was in. ‘That must be the way out. Hurry up and grab something to protect yourself with!’
Desdemona carefully tip toed around the clutter, her phone flashing from side to side but to no avail, she couldn’t find anything that would prove harmful to whatever those monsters were outside. The woman nearly tripped over and fell when her foot stepped in something thick and wet, causing her foot to slip forward. Desdemona quickly steadied herself on a cabinet but it didn’t make her feel any better when she realized her fingers were covered in a thick, red substance.
Her breathing growing heavier, Desdemona flashed her phone light over to the cabinet only to find that it was covered in blood – a lot of it, to be exact and it was still dripping on the floor as though it were fresh.
All color drained from Desdemona’s face when she heard pained howling coming from the village; it was Desmond and he was screaming for help. Her twin was in danger and here she was selfishly trying to find a way to preserve her own life.
She quickly twisted around to run towards the howling but she stopped dead in her tracks when a black mass of insects appeared before her. The cloaked figure could only be identified by the color of her green pendant and a delirious smile plastered on her face. Fresh blood dripped down her chin and Desdemona’s eyes reluctantly followed the pool of blood forming at their feet. There was a sickle in her right hand and it was covered in blood, much to Desdemona’s dismay.
Desdemona began to tremble, overpowered by the frightening sight and the implications that followed a bloodied sickle carried by a madwoman. “The sound of your heart hammering against your chest is like music to my ears, pretty thing. Do not fret, my beauty, the moment we met I knew you were special. You’re meant to be mine, we’re meant to be!” She whispers madly, her tongue wetting her lips as her eyes rake over Desdemona’s body slowly and deliberately.
Desdemona doesn’t know what she’s talking about and she doesn’t want to know. Before she could form any kind of response, she’s pinned against the bloody cabinet behind her. She gasps in surprise and that seems to trigger the creature into action.
Desdemona screams as the hooded woman lunges at her collarbone and pierces through her skin with her razor sharp teeth. Desdemona weakly clutches at the woman’s shoulders, growing lightheaded from the sudden blood loss that was occurring. Feeling the woman about to collapse in her arms, Daniela pulls back and savors the taste of her blood. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she sloppily licks the blood off her mouth and regains what little self-control she had left to preserve her pretty plaything for a little while longer.
When dazed gray eyes meet hers, Daniela’s cold, black heart skips a beat. She had never seen anything more beautiful. So she raises her sickle, causing Desdemona’s eyes to widen in panic and Daniela can’t help but giggle a little.
“Don’t worry, my beauty, I’ll be gentle with you. The hideous man-thing and his bitch aren’t going to be as lucky as you, I hope. You deserve special treatment.” Daniela whispers, her fingers caressing her prey’s tear-stained cheek before swinging the sickle with full forced into the back of Desdemona’s thigh.
Desdemona remembers a high-pitched shriek escaping her but nothing else seems to come to mind after that. She remembers her vision blurring and a creeping darkness soothing her to sleep but what happened after, nothing. She enters the haunting abyss that welcomes her with black tendrils pulling her from reality, sleep coming to her easily. With better luck, she’ll never have to wake up again.
Only fools believe in luck as the nightmare has only just begun.
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please tell us more about co-archivists au 👉👈 i am very excited to hear your essay
BLESS UR HEART ANON I was NOT expecting anyone to actually read my tags <3
ANYWAY, thanks so much for asking and here are my vaguely comprehensive ideas for co-archivist AU here we go (it’s gonna get pretty long so I’m putting it under a cut lol)
Seasons 1+2 would probably go pretty much the same - Elias still chooses Jon alone as archivist and canon proceeds as is up until Infestation. Sasha still gets Not-Them’d but she doesn’t cease to exist, instead ending up trapped in some liminal space. She was already strongly tied to Beholding  and so is able to be claimed by the Eye to escape the Stranger (think Mike Crew getting claimed by the Vast to escape the Spiral) which allows her to break out of the clutches of the Not-Them. Meanwhile, in the tunnels, Leitner tries to trap the Not-Them with the Buried book and instead the thing is psychically ripped apart from the inside out, the memories of Real Sasha are instantly airdropped back into everyone’s brains, Sasha wakes up in a pile of broken table fragments, and gets the hell out of there.
From there, the start of s3 is pretty much the same for Jon (he and Leitner decide that the book had some sort of unforeseen adverse affect on the Not-Them that exploded it somehow) - he flees the institute after finding Leitner’s body, hides out with Georgie, and so on. Everyone assumes Sasha’s dead, except for Elias, obviously, who Knows not only is she alive, but she’s well on her way to becoming an Archivist. (He’s not going to do anything about it - sure, it’s more moving parts than he was counting on, but a backup Archivist could prove useful if something were to happen to Jon. Plus he’s already got a bet going with Peter over which of them will make it to the end.)
Sasha, consumed by the beholding-typical hunger for information, seeks out The Distortion - Michael helped her that one time, after all. She gets hints of usefulness from him (though he insists on using 80-word-long names for all the entities) but mostly he speaks in riddles and is generally frustrating. I’m also gonna say they have a Jude Perry handshake moment except instead of boiling wax it’s knife hands because I love parallels.
She leaves the Spiral with a vague understanding that entities are a thing and starts basically throwing herself into situations fitting their various motifs and hoping for an encounter. One of them seems related to heights? Guess she’s going skydiving. (I stand by my headcanon that Sasha is at least as if not more impulsive than Jon. In s1 while he was like “well I guess I’ll keep an eye out for more statements about Prentiss and hopefully get more information” she went straight to “I personally am gonna hunt down this nightmare worm monster! How dangerous can she be she’s only killed like 5 people that we know of + I’m too curious to leave it alone!” I mean seriously.) While this is a great way to accumulate a lot of Marks for herself, it’s not a great way to find out anything useful. Plus she’s nearly gotten herself killed a bunch of times, so clearly she needs a new approach.
She goes to find Michael again but instead finds Helen, who’s much more inclined to be helpful. She fills Sasha in about how Jon’s also going Archivist, and gives her a door to find him. Sasha steps through the door and emerges in a clearing in the woods where Daisy’s just about to slit Jon’s throat.
Suffice it to say, when a yellow door appears from nothing in the middle of the woods and dead-for-a-year Sasha James steps out of it, Daisy is very surprised. The resulting altercation leaves Sasha marked by the Hunt but the situation calms down after the arrival of Basira who points out that, when facing Elias, surely two avatars are better than one.
Events of s3 from there on play out basically like they do in canon except this time the archivist’s not alone, which helps with the whole “turning into an avatar” identity crisis. Don’t get me wrong, they’re both still freaking out, but they’re freaking out TOGETHER so it’s not as bad. It’s nice to have someone to talk to about weird Beholding stuff, especially when they literally share your brainwaves. (I’d imagine there are a lot of moments when everyone’s just sitting around resolutely doing no work when both Sasha and Jon abruptly stand up, point to each other, and yell some random thing that means absolutely nothing to anyone else but them because Beholding just airdropped them some knowledge. Also since the archivist power is split between the two of them, when they go into Statement mode they end up speaking in unison, Sasha’s right eye and Jon’s left both glowing. It’s very creepy for anyone watching.)
Then comes the Unknowing, and Tim blows up, but instead of dying like in canon, he gets pulled back into the realm of the Stranger along with the rest of the Unknowing and trapped there. When Jon and Sasha wake up from their twin comas, Basira tells them he’s dead, but Sasha realizes that somehow she Knows he’s not. With Jon’s help she uses Beholding (all-seeing) to break into the realm of the Stranger (concealment) and pull him out, and later Jon does the same for Martin in the Lonely.
And in the end, yes, they both end up marked by all the entities, and the world still ends, and things are still pretty bad. But at least they have all four of them (the og archive team) to deal with it. And at least, when Jon needs to info dump about cursed beholding information, he can talk to Sasha. And at least, when Martin would really like some company that isn’t someone possessed by an omnipotent eyeball god, he can talk to Tim. Which I think would help with morale if nothing else. 
(Thanks for sticking to the end of all that lol - I meant it when i said i had a lot of thoughts) 
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Solace., n.
She couldn't seem to take her gaze off him. She couldn't help it.
After all, who would ever know that behind the majestic brown wolf, there lies a beautiful man they call the grand duke?
She would've never thought it was this easy to break, this illness they've been talking about which piqued her interest.
An illness that turns a person into a mindless beast- slowly but gradually which is odd, thinking about it now. An illness that could be cured by a simple kiss? Absurd. An illness where hours upon its breakage makes the person go back to its beast form? Ridiculous.
Hence why, in the rare moment of clarity of the now human, Grand Duke Gavin has accompanied her in the vast library in her quest to find more information about this illness- curse, she's more inclined to think.
"You've been staring at me for quite some time now, my lady," the grand duke's voice brought her out of her musing, making her meet his amused gaze. "Is there something bothering you or do you perhaps have something you wish to say?"
Heat crept onto her ears as she stared him down, her hands abandoning the pages she had been clutching earlier on, the muted sound of flipping pages filling the silence in between.
"... you are a very lonely person," she surmised, thinking back to their encounters in both his beastly and human form.
This loneliness, she had gathered from what she had heard about his life before being turned into a beast. Oh to be shunned by your own family and vassals just for an illness who no one knew when will manifest.
It didn't get any better the moment he turned into a beast. Not one bit.
"What a coincidence," he blinked, placing his head on his overturned palm, his elbow resting atop of the table whilst his eyes never lost the amused glint and yet observing him, she could see hints of curiosity lacing beneath the amusement, his eyes studying her intently. "That's how you seem in my eyes." he whispered as if it was a secret shared between them.
A secret shared between two strange souls who found solace in each other.
"Then it would seem we are quite a pair, are we not, my husband?"  
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After a few weeks of frustrated writing, I finally wrote a decent piece surrounding this quote that I took from a line from a manhwa. (Lady and the Beast)
I’ve been binging too many manhwas to my liking and I told myself, let’s freaking write an au about a manhwa one of these days! And so I did but only because I fell in love with the dialogue between this female lead and the male lead. 
Anyway... one can never have too many AUs amirite? 
Send in some prompts!
MLQC Dictionary; Masterlist
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Tiny Luke and Dad Vader fanfic recs
As of @silvereddaye request . 
1 A Simple Twist of Fate By: TheRealThing
Destiny brings Darth Vader's twin son and daughter, who he has believed dead for ten years, into his life unexpectedly.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4292852/1/A-Simple-Twist-of-Fate
2.   Force Bond 1: Orphan By: KittandChips 
AU After Owen and Beru are killed by a mysterious stranger, young Luke ends up as an orphan on Coruscant. It's a race against time as Obi-Wan struggles to find Luke before Vader realizes the boy is his son.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/347383/1/Force-Bond-1-Orphan
3.  Force Bond 2: Threat By: KittandChips 
Luke finds himself moving in with a moody, secluded Sith Lord who is also his newly found father. Vader has his own set of challenges to overcome, as he struggles to come to terms with his fatherhood.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/388791/1/Force-Bond-2-Threat
4.  Force Bond 3: Son By: KittandChips 
Third in the series of an AU where Luke is raised by Vader on Coruscant. Luke is getting older and struggling to come to terms with what awaits in the future.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/562682/1/Force-Bond-3-Son
5. Force Bond 4: Jedi    By: KittandChips 
AU. Fourth in a series where Luke has been raised by Vader on Coruscant. Luke is caught between his loyalty and love for the man who raised him, and his desire not to become a Sith.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/1037550/1/Force-Bond-4-Jedi
6. The Father By: frodogenic 
Ten years after ROTS, tormenting nightmares of his unborn child drive Darth Vader to extraordinary measures with unexpectedly drastic consequences. Clearly, experience has taught Darth Vader nothing... L/V, the gang, and a few OCs for flavor. COMPLETE!
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3092590/1/The-Father
7.  Dark Father By: JoieMaris 
Four years after ROTS, Vader is haunted by nightmares from the Force. His dreams lead him to two special children. AU.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10806023/1/Dark-Father
8.  Silence By: Shy Snootles 
AU story, set four years after ROTS. Darth Vader has become the Empire's very image of death and destruction. But a fortuitous encounter with a little boy will shake the until then rock solid foundations of his Darkness and hatred.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/2946568/1/Silence
9.  Free to Fly  By: Mahina 
Luke is nine and a slave in Jabba's palace when Darth Vader returns to fulfill an old promise. LV list challenge.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7045903/1/Free-to-Fly
10.  Dissociative Identity Disorder By: T. Alana M 
Formerly titled "The Good Son". DID: a condition wherein a person's identity is fragmented into two or more distinct personalities. Or, where Anakin Skywalker makes it his life's goal to drive Darth Vader to the brink of insanity. His four year old son spectates.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9706778/1/Dissociative-Identity-Disorder
(Note* Incomplete) 
11.  Darkness's Son One: But Light Was Always the Son of Darkness By: The Hope Lions
After getting caught at a rebel rally, ten year old Luke Skywalker is arrested and brought to Coruscant. Meanwhile, Obi-Wan Kenobi will do anything to prevent Darth Vader from discovering his son's existence, but will the Jedi be too late?
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11850017/1/Darkness-s-Son-One-But-Light-Was-Always-the-Son-of-Darkness
12.    Darkness's Son Two: The Darkness Is There By: The Hope Lions 
Sequel to "But Light Was Always the Son of Darkness" Luke Skywalker has been living with his father for four years, but that doesn't mean it's gotten any easier. Now that Luke is no longer a child he has to deal with a whole host of new problems. Sooner or later he's bound to crack under the pressure of what it means to be Darth Vader's Jedi son. Updated daily!
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12011466/1/Darkness-s-Son-Two-The-Darkness-Is-There
13.  Far From Over  By: Above the Winter Moonlight 
COMPLETE AU, Eight years post ROTS. When Darth Vader learns that his son is still alive, he is determined to find him. All the while, Obi-Wan Kenobi is struggling to hide the young boy from his father's prying eyes…FS inside, R&R
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5445132/1/Far-From-Over
14. Second Time  By: Brievel 
Darth Vader finds a five-year-old Luke Skywalker wandering the dunes of Tatooine, lost, and realizes the child is his son. What is he to do with the boy?
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11326985/1/Second-Time
15. every planet, every star, every single grain of sand --- loosingletters
In which Darth Vader finds 9-year-old Luke on Tatooine, proceeds to have a breakdown, kills Palpatine and makes his preteen son Emperor, as you do. Otherwise known as the Adventures of Teeny Tiny Emperor Luke and his Royal Dad Guard Darth Vader.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22714810/chapters/54283174
16. In Which the Force Finally Becomes Proactive --sparklight
Better late than never, right? This has gone on long enough, and the Son of the Suns need some help to get out of that poisoned swamp he's stuck in. What better help than his own son, and the planet he was born on?
Luke starts out dreaming, first about his father, then about his grandmother. She wants him to help save his father, but his father is dead, isn't he..?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/9109462/chapters/20705959
17. Skywalker Family Values --Ariel_Sojourner
Camp Chippewa is proud to be the Empire’s foremost camp resort for privileged young adults. Located on the picturesque forest moon of Endor, your child will have the opportunity to participate in wholesome outdoor activities and socialize appropriately with their peers. We invite your offspring to join us for the experience of a lifetime and a bright future in service of the greater glory of the Empire.
On opposite sides of the galaxy, on opposite sides of a civil war, Darth Vader and Padme Amidala unwittingly send Luke and Leia to the same camp during school break. Chaos naturally ensues.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/14258124/chapters/32883750
(note* Comedy freaking gold) 
18. The Necklace  By: Ellisaed 
What if Padmè's japor snippet hadn't been buried with her on Naboo? What if it had somehow been able to bring together the children that had been torn apart? And with her husband - now a notorious Sith Lord - on a endless search to regain the necklace back, will it end up being the galaxy's greatest mistake? *NEW: Chapter 10!*
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8765936/1/The-Necklace
19. Chiaroscuro -- SpellCleaver
A series of oneshots focusing on Luke and Vader's relationship, with other characters occasionally thrown into the mix.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/16363772/chapters/38293637
20.  Visiting Shmi Skywalker’s Grave --Iva1201
Darth Vader decides to visit his mother's grave one last time to finally get rid of all his attachments. Can he succeed when there is one more person visiting the tomb at the same time, this person being his own young son? Or will Anakin Skywalker resurface when meeting the boy?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/8239112/chapters/18881579
21.  Glove --Superheronerd_1
It wasn't as though he wanted to murder the younglings, that he wanted to murder those around him that he had seen in battle. Those who have had his back, who have saved him and he then countless of times.
But sacrifice was necessary.
“-dodged a large rock-”
Yet this, this he could not sacrifice.
He will not sacrifice.
“-flew over, no Luke, don't nibble my cape.” Vader said, amused.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/6430528/chapters/14719456
22.  Imperial Babysitters -Laivaaja
Star Wars Fan Comic: Luke Skywalker is raised by his father Darth Vader on a star destroyer. The young officers Piett and Veers are Luke’s awesome uncles who constantly end up babysitting him (and worrying too much when he gets into trouble).
https://archiveofourown.org/works/11621658/chapters/26131065
23. Between the Light and Shadows: Luke & Vader One-Shots -SilverDaye
One-shot collection focused on Luke and Vader. All AU.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/15128117/chapters/48583628
(Note* Silver has a bunch of these so here we go, not all but godamn I would say the vast majority of these are.  ) 
24. Sent Out for Safety-- throwawayflames
At the age of eight, Luke Skywalker and his sister, Leia, are split up for their safety. Leia stays with their Uncle Ben, and their mother, to learn how to be a Jedi. Luke, on the other hand, is sent to the Organa's, where he will pretend to be their adoptive son who was orphaned. Ben had only given Luke one rule to live by while he was away from his family, don't tell anyone his last name, and he followed that.
It wasn't his fault that Darth Vader sensed that he was a Force Sensitive and now he wants to train him, as a Jedi no less. That's the complete opposite of what Ben had told Luke. And after asking Darth Vader about his dad, Luke can't help but say yes to Darth Vader training him. After all, Luke's always wanted to be a Jedi like his father.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22659655/chapters/54159751
25. For Want of a Skywalker --acuteneurosis
After the miracle of having survived Bespin, Piett does not ask why they are stopping on Tatooine. Or why Lord Vader suddenly has acquired a small child. Or why this child's name is Luke. Or how long they are going to keep him.
He probably should have.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22044874/chapters/52612567
26. Where Our Intrepid Hero Doesn't Get Away- sparklight
One-shots surrounding either AU situations of canon/legends works where Luke would normally have gotten away (or Vader is simply inserted into the action to come pick his child up) but in these instances doesn't, or completely new scenarios of the same. Any time an AU is mentioned to be based on a comics issue it's from the new Marvel Star Wars comics (2015) (unless otherwise noted).
There are no deep ruminations on consequences of the situations here, just our awful Sith dad picking his son up when he'd rather not be.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/4837094/chapters/11078918
(note* again not all include Little Luke but they do involve Luke and Vader) 
27.  Runaway SilverDaye
Imperial Prince Luke runs away from home to escape his overprotective father Emperor Vader. Jumping from planet to planet he finds himself creditless on Tatooine. While working for more money to leave the planet, Luke meets an old man named Ben Kenobi. But Luke knows he can't stay in one place for long for surely his father is hunting him down.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/14630196/chapters/33813027
28. Bring Him Home -- KeeperofSeeds
Vader is sent to Tatooine by his Master after a series of failures. While there he discovers the existence of Luke. He meets Luke, convinces him to come with him off planet, and manages to hide him away for a while. He knows his Master won't tolerate a powerful force sensitive like Luke running around as a free agent once he's old enough to be a threat, and he also knows exactly how horrible it is to serve Palpatine. He won't let Luke be taken and used like that.
Eventually though, his deception is discovered.
Vader knows he isn't powerful enough to protect Luke on his own, and he isn't ready to overthrow Palpatine yet. He decides the only safe place for Luke is with the Rebel Alliance, the very people who've managed to stay out of his reach so far. So he takes Luke and defects.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/15994967/chapters/37317818
29. Stranger Danger LadyVader23
When Vader is suddenly given custody over the five year old son he didn't know he had, he attempts to get his daughter, Leia to befriend him. But as soon as his back is turned, Luke runs away, hiding in the mall that Vader owns. Vader tries frantically to find his son while Luke enjoys exploring the mall on his own. Shenanigans ensue.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23010670
30.  A Mother's Decision -- Valerie_Vancollie
What if Padmé had brought Luke to Vader when Luke was only nine months old?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/12915687
Other Links 
Luke and Vader
Founder: Moyima - Stories: 198 - Followers: 573 - Staff: 3 - id: 5265Stories featuring the father and son relationship between Luke Skywalker and Darth Vader a collection of fics inspired by the vivicious yahoo group: The Luke Vader Writers.
https://www.fanfiction.net/community/Luke-and-Vader/5265/
(Note these ones include Luke and Vader though not all are Tiny Luke. Good place to start though) 
Luke and Darth Vader Tag 
https://archiveofourown.org/tags/Luke%20Skywalker%20*a*%20Darth%20Vader/works
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