#i would give everything for him. i would die for him. i'll devote my whole life to him. ive been waiting since fucking. MAY.

[lecliss]

MISHA IS FINALLY HERE HES REAL HES NO LONGER JUST A LEAK HE HAS BECOME OFFICIAL!!!!! BESTEST BOY IN THE WHOLEWIDE WORLD!!!! I'LL SPEND EVERYTHING TO BRING HIM HOME!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

#HIS ART IS SO CUTE IM FUCKING LOSING IT!!!!! LOOK HOW ADORABLE HE IS!!!!!! #I CANT SCREAM LOUD ENOUGH ITS JUST SO AAAAAAAAAAAAAA #i would give everything for him. i would die for him. i'll devote my whole life to him. ive been waiting since fucking. MAY. #and the time has come. the boy has graced us with his presence!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAA #hsr #caps #caps tw

[weebsinstash]

Atsv Spoilers (not really or kinda depends on opinion I guess? Better safe then sorry) Just thinking about Spider Reader with the destroyed universe getting fucked over by YouTwo and snapping back with "Then just send me home!" and then the Go Home Machine failing cause there is no universe to send them back to. Miguel being horrified that he's made such a terrible mistake, Reader staring at Miguel with absolute hatred in their eyes so caught up in the euphoria of justified rage they don't realize that they've effectively trapped themselves in a neat container for safe keeping.

No but deadass I spent my entire overnight shift last night just like, literally brainstorming different and horrible ways Reader could be "kicked out" and one idea I thought of was, Reader gets confronted and accused of being YouTwo, and YT themself is there to help pour on the tears and treat you like such a nasty awful bully and make up all kinds of accusations and also just different little ideas on things the SS does to make Reader spiral into WANTING to leave (like for example what if Reader and Miguel have a big argument because you were there during like the second movie and you're like "O'Hara what you said to that kid was genuinely so fucked up" and start avoiding him which drives him crazy, more so than you usually make him by just existing anyways

Imagine if instead of using the machine to send you home, YouTwo just strides up and basically suckerpunches you and steals your bracelet right off your wrist, saying you can just glitch out and go home that way (because YT is literally trying to fucking kill you at this point)

You're just glitching and you're crying and SCREAMING in terror, because even if you've been so depressed you were contemplating suicide, ideation is different than HAPPENING RIGHT NOW, and NOW you don't have a choice, and you're getting hysterical BEGGING "I'll go somewhere else and never come back! Don't do this! Don't take my bracelet! I'll die!! I'll die!!" And most of them don't believe you because they're convinced this is another manipulation attempt by the person they THINK you are and they don't want to give you the bracelet because they don't want "fake you" to come back

Some of them, though, realize you're just a bit TOO upset, and that maybe something really IS wrong. You start looking at people and calling them out by name, trying to recall specific events and memories, but many are convinced that "you" were so devoted on spying and copying "the real you" that you must have had them bugged or stalking them and just overheard these moments. They're all so tricked that maybe YouTwo even claims they had a diary that you stole, and that's how you know everything

These are people you've spent months and months if not a few YEARS with, being their friend, training with them, fighting alongside them, helping them through grief and loss, and suddenly you realize, oh my fucking god if you weren't a Spider and they didn't think you still had a home universe to protect, still had a home universe that would collapse without you, would they actually fucking kill you? Like imagine the horror at realizing the unspoken threat and knowing they WANT to kill you or significantly harm you, that they WOULD kill over something like this, over what is essentially just... personal beefing? Idk but, I was also thinking, what if YouTwo had actually sabotaged the elevator project from the other idea I had, so, maybe they've been up to all kinds of dangerous shit

(As a side bar, imagine Miguel investigating the accident bc he thinks the whole like suddenly falling apart thing was very sus and maybe there had been an explosion and upon investigating he learns "you" planted bombs and he like. Gently confronts you about it like "I know you've been stressed and feeling like you need to prove yourself but you can't do things like this" and you're just like. Goddamn that hurts for him to just not even, doubt it was you, maybe YT has created some sort of alibi. He doesn't like, punish you or anything, but, you just kind of blow up at the accusation and I think it'd be pretty entertaining if you're like, "ok you know what, fuck you actually, I'm going to go live in the normal part of the city" and he doesn't even, take that seriously, he just sort of acts like you're throwing a tantrum but he's like, clearly not wanting to punish you even though he's obviously disappointed in you, for something you didn't even do, ouch)

But anyways, so, I've thought about how Reader would get the bracelet back, and it's ranged from "Reader saying something only the true you would know, something that was private or no one else would know about but you and certain witnesses" to "Reader has a food allergy certain people know about but YouTwo doesn't so you just say 'ok bitch watch me prove this shit and also fuck you' and you deliberately eat the thing and go into straight anaphylactic shock out of spite"

YouTwo fakes an allergy attack and says you poisoned them and you're just like "oh you wanna see a REAL allergic reaction bitch" *starts seizing after licking an almond joy*

But no anyways back to more serious ideas, you're just, starting to glitch out more and more, screaming and begging "don't kill me!" and Miguel is starting to wonder if maybe he should just give the bracelet back, he's got an, uncomfortable feeling, and A Lot of Spidey Senses start going off and you're freaking out because you literally think you're about to die (although for closure I like to think you just, bounce somewhere else, and you'll maybe keep bouncing before you find another sort of anchor, and also for spite of course i like to think of that anchor being another Miguel, like either you naturally "settle" there or he gets you a dimensional watch)

And my preferred preference of routes here varies. "YouTwo exposes themself on accident by saying some dumb shit" to "you say something only you would know, something like extremely personal, like maybe you even stalk up to Miguel and bring up something he said to you about losing his family and like, how you respected him for going through all that and how you were glad he was the society's/your leader and he barely gets that bracelet on before you vanish" to "asking YouTwo to prove theyre you by answering certain questions" to "they realize youre telling the truth but literally JUST as theyre about to put the watch back on, you vanish" to, finally, "you cant prove your innocence fast enough and they genuinely do just let you fucking disappear on purpose but instead of dying you just go somewhere else until you meet a different Miguel who rescues you and now you're like hardcore trauma bonded to that man because you were just bouncing around terrified until you found him and he's just like insanely protective of you and you're just kind of, glued to his side bc you only feel safe when he's there to protect you, because you're scared of, everyone at this point, like totally traumatized by what happened and also if you're with him 24/7 you can't be swapped out and he won't think you're a fake and try to kill you right?? Ha ha you aren't traumatized at all :) and it just makes your hero all the more, attached to hear all that you went through, from the beginning, and see what it did to you, and it 'definitely' isnt feeding into any extremely intense feeling of his that you WANT to be with him 24/7"

Ok actually that concept is about to highjack this post, I need to swing back to that later bc there's some real potential in, like, Reader being like so extremely fucked up over what happened that it immediately thrusts you into the arms of another terrible situation. Like you just got straight betrayed and "murdered" by all of your friends, like basically your entire social community, and Miguel2 is now the only one you can trust, and meanwhile he feels genuine empathy for you and is angry at the people who hurt you and he just kind of vows to protect you, and, I like to think, maybe Reader has time before they glitch between worlds (unless you just, magically settle again like you did in the other Nueva York, maybe you're a mutant or your destiny is tied to Nueva York or at least staying alive.) so maybe he literally develops the tech to anchor you down within like, the days you have there, maybe it's a 3 day time limit. So, now you've got just him and you, no Spider Society, no original Miguel, and maybe you just kind of totally fall in love with this dude, but of course Miguel 1 is obviously horrified by what he did to you when he somehow finds out you're still alive. Like an anomaly villain breaks into your new home and, oh great here are some of your old friends and your ex, um, boss showing up and he's just, speechless when it becomes obvious youre the same one. Like imagine you tried to not even speak to them and avoid them to try and keep your new life but youre so obviously scared of them and you accidentally look in your original Miguel's eyes and he knows immediately it's you. Bruh his PAIN AND REGRET when he steps forward to try and embrace you in relief and joy bc oh my god you aren't dead, and you just flinch away from him, maybe you even cling to the new Miguel, and the original just. He's ready to fucking fight. He wants you back, he wants to apologize, he wants to be able to make things up to you and go back to how things used to be, especially if he has feelings he had wanted to act on, whether being more romantic or just more platonically affectionate in general, more open and vulnerable with you, but never got to before the YouTwo wrecking ball came swinging through

But yeah I'm just. Thinking of dramatic painful ideas and grinding them up and snorting them like crack. I think it's the whole "you burned me and now you're groveling for my forgiveness" that does it for me 🤌

#atsv #yandere spiderverse #yandere miguel o'hara #yandere x reader #yandere stuff #sinprompts

[suzannahnatters]

I've cranked through the first half of Love Like the Galaxy in under a week and I REGRET NOTHING: how fast can I put myself outside this gloriously mature and well written Jane Austen style comedy of manners with intermittent murder. Reactions to the first 12 eps under the cut because wow I verbose when I happy

I'm 3 eps into Love Like the Galaxy and while "becoming thoroughly absorbed by Chinese Jane Austen" was not on my bingo list I'll take it.

I have trust issues with cdramas after watching GOODBYE MY PRINCESS which was the drama equivalent of the kind of dude who says 'heh heh I like a girl with spirit' but I do really love what they're doing with Niao Niao and how she's had to survive her awful aunt and grandmother (who are like Mrs Norris and Mrs Bennet, respectively) by becoming calculating, distrustful, selfish and utterly devoted to her own cause

LOVED the moment in ep3 where she tries to show her mother, who's this strict Confucian parent, the sort of nonsense she's had to put up with for years by subjecting her to the evil wiles of Aunt Norris and Grandma Bennet, she just outright pointed out the double standards her mother is operating by

anyway we shall see how things turn out! I'm finding the grounded visuals very nice too - everyone's not caked in makeup and jewels all the time, they look very comfy and believable.

oh my the softly besotted look on Torture General's face when he sees her carriage going by

he hasn't seen her face yet, he just knows she's cold, unfilial, and utterly calculating and he's fallen for her for all the reasons that everyone else reproaches her for

episode 6 of LLTG: a dispute over a writing desk has made me cry. what

This whole scene with the dreadful mother holding court and Niao Niao defending herself - so ably that she beings her brothers and cousin to take her side against her mother - GAH this is AMAAAAAZING

I adore that they don't have anyone fingerwagging at our girl to tell her that actually her mother is doing these toxic things because she deep down cares about her (aHEM, My Journey To You) - they're just being really clear that it's all dreadfully unfair.

I also love that the toxic mother is a sword-wielding warrior woman. She's so heroine-coded??? while also being a terrible person? amazing! I love the unexpectedness of it!

snerk I love this celebrity scholar deciding to Bestow a Mark of His Favour upon our girl and she tosses it right back at him

this Prince Xiao enters twirling moustaches he doesn't even have, wow

laughing my head off at the Big Romantic Rescue complete with cape SWOOOOOOOSH

this is great. I feel like I'm watching a faintly swoony BBC adaptation of a lost Jane Austen novel

also I take it back, Niao Niao isn't selfish at all - she's just realised that if she doesn't fight for herself then no one else will.  But she's not making it an excuse to be unfair or horrible to her perfect cousin, even though it would be the most understandable thing in the world

I love her, she deserves the world

ep7: I've only known Wan QiQi two minutes and I would die for her

is it just me or is this smug scholar precisely the type of man we've all come across??? NN not giving him the time of day is EVERYTHING

Third Aunt giving Third Uncle a shave: what a scene. God bless cdramas. Also, the extent to which there is a whole epic romance cdrama happening somewhere in the backstory here is AMAZING

Also: QiQi is a showy kind of BFF to have - showing up late to the party in a bright red dress and instantly pillaging the birthday gifts she brought the princess to deck you out in earrings? chef's kiss - but I'm also SO appreciative of how they're treating Yang Yang! That moment at the banquet early in the episode where Niao Niao, who can't even read, says, somewhat hurt and pettish, "I don't need to learn ANYTHING! I'm good just as I am!" and Yang Yang says, "Yes, you are!" despite being a bookworm since birth? I LOVE THEM

ahaha NN gives a speech shaming the snobby aristocratic girls for looking down on the daughter of a general, and being extravagant, and don't they know all this bounty is due to the emperor and his generals? feels like the show is buying the right to critique filial piety by kissing up to the state

the statism is the one thing I've disliked about the show so far (also didn't think much of NN snitching on her great-uncle) but that's pretty much a constant in Chinese media except for one wuxia novel I read years ago (BaiFa MoNu Zhuan/Legend of the White Haired Maiden), so onward…

"I'm Eleventh Young Master who has admired you for a long time" sHriEKing

he looks so happy too

GO NIAO NIAO BITE HER

Deeply enamoured of the way General Wan has the features and mannerisms of an animated Disney villain

"why is that unlucky person still here? he seems like a lingering ghost" impeccable "Lizzie Bennet wonders why she keeps bumping into Mr Darcy on her daily walk, after she specifically told him this was where she walked daily" energy

well I did not think the show could make me sympathise with the toxic mum, but it did, by dint of showing that the dad is intentionally playing good cop so he can enjoy his daughter's adoration while he encourages her mum to beat her???

I really hope the cruddy dad experiences the consequences of his actions here but even more than that, I'm amazed that the show has found a way to make us sympathise for the bad mum as a person without trying to make her less bad

I'm just in awe of the writing here - it's SO deft and able.

ah, this must be the bamboo forest where they store action scenes - and I LOVE that the band of lady bodyguards gets to stomp the bandits when a lesser show would use this opportunity to bring on the hero and his army of goth henchmen

aw yess! our girl is strategising their way out! It's so delightful to me - this is precisely the kind of leadership/strategy role asian dramas rarely allow to their female characters

now she's getting to command a siege!?!?! all on her own?

and then castigating herself for not being able to save everybody! BABY

on to ep12, which I have heard people cite as the Point Where The Show Gets Good, and given the fact that I've already been elmo on fire dot gif for eleven episodes I'm not entirely sure what everyone else has been drinking but sure! let's see what lies herein

oh this is the GOOD stuff

yes yes, the big rescue, the arrow pulling, all good…what really gets me is that when our girl wants to see the mass execution and Murder General holds her back, it's not bc he's patronising her, it's bc he knows she needs to hear that AhMiao's death was not her fault

this show is justifying tropes I didn't even know COULD be justified…inCREDible

Third Uncle has two braincells and my whole heart

the only thing better than the look of sheer naked yearning on Murder General's face every time he sees Niao Niao or anything tangentially related to her is his determination never to let on how he feels to his two henchmen, who have known since episode two and are eager to help

Murder General hoarding hankies, bits of string, and pencil-ends that belong to Niao Niao like Harriet Smith hoarding Mr Elton memorabilia in EMMA

#love like the galaxy #cdrama #lltg #asian drama #ling buyi #cheng shaoshang

[lxvenderjewel]

song/ship analyses part 3: aziracrow and "take me to church" by hozier

this is low hanging fruit I KNOW but my friend needed a more obvious explanation so:

"My lover's got humor

She's the giggle at a funeral" is def a line you could use about crowley don't even lie

"Knows everybody's disapproval" crowley is literally an enemy twice he falls from heaven then goes against hell NOBODY LIKES HIM except for az

"If the Heavens ever did speak

She's the last true mouthpiece"

can be about both crowley and az BECAUSE

if it's az ab crowley it's saying that heaven has become corrupt just blindly following whatever the metabitch tells them to do however crowley though he doesn't like being called out on it is a gen kind person who cares ab the lives of innocents and will do anything to protect ppl he cares about and doesn't god want people to "love thy neighbor" and shit?

if it's crowley ab az it's saying that az remains the only angel untouched by the metabitch (well until s2e6) where he genuinely tries to do good unlike the rest of heaven who are okay with mass genocide if it means they win against hell, az actually cares about the many innocent lives lost

""We were born sick", you heard them say it" is kind of a reference to the metabitch insinuating that crowley was bound to fall bc of his curious nature

"Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies" is DEF an az lyric do i NEED to explain this even. it’s ab heaven and how he worships it no matter how much it’s hurt him. be REAL

"Offer me that deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life" absolutely a lyric ab crowley and his devotion to az

"Drain the whole sea

Get something shiny" for az? crowley WOULD

"Something meaty for the main course" crowley is the one who firsts tempts az into eating. what does he eat? an ox. something MEATY

"No masters or kings when the ritual begins" honestly like if you substitute ritual for literally anything non-human crow and az do this is literally just a description. there arent any archangels or princes of hell its just the two of them. i think this esp applies to when they do a miracle tg to hide jimbriel from the angels/demons

"There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin" BE SO REAL DO I NEED TO EXPLAIN????

"In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene

Only then I am human

Only then I am clean" this is def like. their mindset in s1 and i think they wish they were human because being human is lik you get to experience the joys of life and the thrill and eventually like you die but everything is ever changing but for two immortals theyll always be here and while thats great its like. you know?

#aziracrow #aziraphale x crowley #aziraphale #anthony j crowley #good omens #hozier #take me to church #ineffable husbands #song/ship analysis

[dimension20npcofalltime]

My Favourite Tags / Reblogs of Round Two

Yeah sorry this one's long

#the yogurt man deserves this

Loose Duke did NOT hide for nearly an entire season in a spaceship’s vents, personally haunting Emily Axford the real person’s mind, to lose. - inkytrinket-irii

#loose duke is the only npc that gets better the less you see him

#hell yes! BIM SWEEP!#all the calroy girlies see his canon artwork and run for the hills. pathetic.#that man is a slice of cake and he’s sexier than any pink​​​-haired twink you could possibly draw

#chose calroy bc of that one monologue that out of context makes a crown of Candy sound like the most intense historical war period piece#to ever exist#also bc I did not watch sophmore year

#calroy sweep are you kidding#the gayest slice of cake to ever live

#hardest decision of my life 5ever#shit in your mouth vs watch me shit? how could i ever decide between those two?#(it was calroy easily)

#voted ox just so it's not a complete wipe. he's a Good Boy and i'm love him#but he doesn't stand a chance against the unhinged all-consuming-devotion dykery that is wuvvy

#i love garthy but Aelwyn has been giving me brainrot for the padt few months#the kind of character you want to snap in half and then cry about it

#it’s tough because aelwyns whole deal makes me cry#but on the other hand garthy is hot as hell

#ough this is hard#on one hand aelwyn is v complex and is central to adaines development in fhsy#on the other hand... garthy's voice is hot as hell and they are chill as hell#i GUESS ill pick aelwyn. im just saying i hate asmr but if it was garthy i think all my stress would melt away

#GUYS COME ON I KNOW GARTHY IS HOT BUT.#LOOK AT HER#SOPPING WET CAT OF A GIRL ALSO REMEMBER WHEN SHE WALKED INTO A LUDICROUS PARTY#OF HER OWN MAKING#SMASHED TWO BOTTLE OF LIQUOR AND MAGICED THAT SHIT STRAIGHT DOWN HER THROAT???#she is so everything to me Adaine in the first minutes of the campaign immediately tries to murder her#she shut down her mind to survive torture and kept her personality in a black box only her sister could open#sibling relationship of all time guys

#i love them both#but it has to be john feathers#most guy of all time despite literally being a bird

#if you're not gonna beat up a bunch of angels to give your wife tax advice don't even look at dale

#WHY is esther losing!!!#justice for my girl#my girl has the only braincell in NYC#released from her curse and immediately jumps the hot firefighter#nothing but respect

#one of the very few acoc characters i'll vote against without hesitation#ESPECIALLY for baron my god i love that little freak

#baron you funky creation from aroace fear

#i love dr lugash so fucking much#but you really put him up against annabelle cheddar? the most dyke 5ever?#i love her sm

#lugash would want you to vote annabell#because he is lgbt ally

#why does raghs art have him dressed as a dad at a barbecue#actually you know what he IS gay and it makes sense for him to be that flavor of gay

#plug's gonna lose a poll the same day he's gonna die- tomorrow

#Wilma!!!#or did y'all forget our education on docking

#vote caramelinda my god she deserves this win#also she's canonically lesbian. dyke rights.

#dimension 20 #dimension20npcofalltime #dimension 20 bracket #dimension 20 tournament #d20

[ifyougoillfollow]

is your username … a reference to that one erasermic scene in mha … because if it is i cannot believe it took me a whole month to realize and if it isnt please ignore this it would be embarrassing

why, yes it is!

that's one of my favorite panels in the whole series - it's even my pfp, too!

fun fact! the quote above actually isn't the official english translation, if i'm not mistaken. the official quote is something like, 'If you go, I'll go, too,' but i went with this fan translation i found elsewhere because it just sounds so much more poignant, ya know?

anyway, this scene means everything to me because it's the one (1) time (so far 🤞) we have been explicitly shown aizawa reciprocating mic's devotion to him and their friendship.

'cause the thing is, most of the time we're shown their dynamic, it's mic who is making the friendship overtures while aizawa is aloof at best or openly hostile at worst, albeit in a way that's mostly played for laughs. and don't get me wrong, this dynamic is top tier, because it's, a.) hilarious, b.) perfectly in character for both of them, and c.) it's obvious through their actions that they are friends, and fairly close ones at that, despite aizawa's insistence on being Like That.

however! as a mic stannie, i do gotta say that it can get perhaps just a teeny bit frustrating sometimes to see mic consistently giving his all to their friendship while aizawa just... takes it. i wouldn't say he takes it for granted, per se - we do get the sense that he trusts mic deeply and knows he can (and does) depend on him, and is grateful for it in his own way - but up until the moment above, we'd never seen aizawa reciprocate on such an overt, meaningful level.

which is why this scene fuckin RULES, babey!! they're BOTH ride or die!! LOVE to see it!! WOOOO!!

so anyway, that's my unnecessarily long-winded way of saying yes, it is indeed a reference to that one erasermic scene in mha, dear anon. <33

#and thanks for giving me an excuse to ramble about They <3 #ask box #yamada hizashi #present mic #aizawa shouta #erasermic

[oddsconvert]

⚰️🍬🕸️(also the 'do you have any lines you won't cross question' the emoji isn't available on my phone D':) for Felix!

From this ask game!

*also if there's any repeat ones I've answered before I've just copied the answers through! ❤️*

⚰️- If whumpee died, how would you react?

"How would I react if I lost my soulmate?

It would be like watching everything crash and burn around me. I don't know how I'll go on... living in a world without Josh in it. It doesn't feel right, it sounds like a fate worse than death. I'd be an incosolable wreck. I can't lose him.

How could I ever be whole again when I've lost my other half?"

🍬- What’s whumpee’s cutest feature?

"Those damn eyes. Have you seen them?! Big, baby blue eyes - I've never seen anything quite like it. I just melt into a puddle whenever I look into them."

🕸- What do you dislike most about them?

"His trust issues. His inability to accept affection or even compliments. His unconditional love and undying devotion to people who couldn't give a shit about him.

I want him to blush and stutter when I call him beautiful, instead he cries. He screams his love for his family and friends off the rooftops but for me? It's an impossibility. It looks like it fucking physically pains him."

🩻- Do you have lines you won’t cross?

"I'm prepared to do anything for my boy. Ride or die. Whatever he needs of me, I'll do it. No questions asked. That's true love right there. I'm willing to do anything for him, cross any lines and ignore my morals.

All for him. I'd lie, kill and steal for him."

#answered asks #halloween asks #play pretend #felix conner oc #josh barlowe oc #whump #whump writing #whump community #whumpblr #whump blog #whumpee #whumper #captivity #yandere whumper #creepy/intimate whumper #PlayPretendAsks

[kitten4sannie]

crying. i shed many tears when i finished a knight's tale. IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL OK LISTEN mc's devotion to rosanna THAT'S TRUE LOVE RIGHT THERE THEY'VE ALWAYS LOVED EACH OTHER THEY'RE LITERALLY MEANT TO BE my pansexual heart 😭😭 i would die for them. pls. AND DRAGON HWA.. he is perfect. ethereal. magnificent. he is literally everything. i love me a good protector of a poly relationship;; the love that he has for both rosanna and mc is so amazing. AND WHEN THEY BOTH REASSURED MC WHEN SHE FELT LIKE SHE DIDN'T BELONG... I SOBBED MY EYES OUT!!!! THEY ARE SO IN LOVE!!!!

OK BUT THE SPICY SCENES BRO,, i'm literally crumbling apart HWA'S TAUNTING AND TEASINGGG but also it's so clear that he just loves mc and wants to treat his pup so good. THAT MAN IS JUST AS DESPERATE FOR MC AS MC IS FOR HIM (don't even get me started on the tail play. i have never read such amazing use of a tail like that before pls do it again I BEG);; AND THE SCENE WITH MC AND ROSANNA dude i was blushing the whole time. the 'lovers' first time together' is one of my fav things to read AND IT WAS SO WELL WRITTEN AND THE BALANCE BETWEEN SOFT AND HOT WAS SO JWDHFJFJENDNV!!!!!

pls. where can i find a dragon hwa and rosanna. they are so loving and devoted. that's all i want in life I'LL DO ANYTHING

–vamp anonnie, literally a puddle ;-;

vamp anonnie once i figure out a way to transfer all my hugs and kisses to you it’s going to be all overrrrr !!!

you have no idea how hard i was smiling and kicking my feet while reading your ask like i looked insane prob and did i read it like three times over ??? yes 👍🏼will i search for it again later on when i wanna get free serotonin also yes 👍🏼 okay but the fact that it touched you enough to make you cry … has me …. like on the floor rn. i’m not okayyyy. i struggled sm with that fic like it almost drove me insane bc of what i wanted to get across through it and taking in your reaction ,, like i must’ve gotten the job done :”” it’s the way the mc and Rosanna had been waiting patiently all that time to be together 😭😭😭 and seonghwa being the catalyst for mc to realize that she has enough to offer even when she’s just there as herself and not a knight likeeee ;-; FHE REASSURANCE PART HAD ME READY TO EAT MY LAPTOP YOU DONT EVEN KNOWWW 🥺 IM SO GLAD THE SPICY SCENES HITTT and yesss hwa was a little menace but was so giving at the same time hngggghh but esp with the tail bc i was lowkey worried people would think that’s weird but i’d be more than happy to write about that concept again <333 eeeeeee i’m so glad you loved their bathtub scene :”” it was my fave too it was just so soft and loving ahhhhhhh ;-; no same where they at??? but ahh thank you so much for your feedback my love you really have no idea how much it fuels me and reminds me that i actually have something to offer all of you so thank you again i love you ❤️

#ask #my vamp anon ❣️

[atlas-of-galaxies]

pls explain how ur choosing which entities to give to which yttd characters i am listening

i love u thank u for indulging me

I'm gonna go ahead and put this under the cut tho cuz it's about to get Very long and Very spoilery

Sara as the Desolation

right out of the gate is one of my favorite assignments!! Sara has proven many times that she (understandably) is willing to use others to keep herself and the ones she cares about alive. the moment with Anzu being sacrificed over Gin in the Coffin Russian Roulette is an obvious example, but she's shown her selfishness many times throughout the game, such as her scramble to find enough tokens to dump her Sacrifice onto someone else, and her subsequent reaction when she suddenly realizes she's free of it. it's one of my favorite parts of her character.

Desolation is also a lot about loss of potential; Joe's death weighs heavy over her, and she feels nothing but guilt and responsibility for the fact he died so young. not to mention her own role in the Death Game as the supposed 15.5% player; her own potential for cruelty is held over her head by both Shin and Midori, and Keiji's pressure over her to become a leader undoubtedly adds to the expectations she's already crumbling under. she's being pulled every which way, and I really do hope she has her moment of catharsis in 3-2.

... speaking of ... she has quite a similar story to Agnes Montague, doesn't she? :) and I'll admit this next bit is just coincidence, but the Desolation is always antagonistic with the Web, out of all other entities. and the Web in my silly little assignments is, well ...

Shin as the Web

okay, I'll admit I have a very specific idea for Shin, but hear me out. one of my favorite little worldbuilding details in TMA is utilized with Mike Crew: the idea of devoting yourself to one entity to escape another.

Shin is, quite bluntly, the Stranger's ideal target: he mistrusts others, he is terrified of kindness as a mask for evil intentions, and its whole thing is the perversion of identity and self. I think that his First Trial would serve as the culminating realization of his utter hopelessness and inability to trust those who may mean his downfall - however, instead of plainly falling victim to the Stranger, he turns to the coping mechanisms that Midori taught him.

he turns to the Web. he takes that same fear of manipulation he learned from Midori, weaponizing it and doing everything in his power to turn the Game to his favor. granted, he's not nearly as good at it as Midori was, but he certainly puts on a good show, and the Spider is nothing if not dramatic.

Keiji as the Slaughter

another favorite of mine. :) one mistake, one slip in judgement, one hasty pull of the trigger, and Keiji is suddenly haunted for life. he was tricked into violence, sure, but that doesn't mean he isn't still responsible for it, and he's terrified of that part of himself that killed his idol. who's to say it won't happen again? will the next person he hurts be less innocent than his idol? does that make it better?

I think he also has a little bit of Fear Soup Syndrome going on; his fear is very much Slaughter-based, but it manifests in a Spiral-esque fashion, hence the hallucinations. Keiji's absolute lack of trust in himself is also very rooted in the Spiral. Sara, too, but to a less intense degree.

speaking of,

Joe as the Spiral

what else would fit the guy who had to deceive others to try to survive but the embodiment of deceit? even in the single chapter we know him for, Joe has multiple moments where he shows a lack of faith in himself or his beliefs. honestly, he's really only exceptionally strong in his stances where Sara is concerned, hence his one man show in the first Main Game. even if he had somehow managed to survive, though, the guilt I have no doubt he'd foster over tricking the others would weigh heavy on his shoulders. what kind of guy would let 9 people die for his sake? no one worth trusting, that's for sure.

and, of course, then there's the easy part of the assignment: Hallucination Joe! not much to explain there.

Reko as the Stranger

here's an easy one: she literally gets Not!Themed. she doesn't die, sure (at least in one route), but she gets swapped out with a fake that can't quite get Reko down right. the fake is even a doll, for hell's sake. reko was the blueprint (i'm joking i'm 90% sure not!sasha was introduced years before)

barring the elephant in the room, though, her regular self still fits the bill; she's a performer at heart, and her distaste at being manipulated into specific roles and boxes could definitely align with the Stranger's dealings with identity. hell, even her dealings with Alice lend themselves to the Stranger, as she finds his supposed actions utterly incomprehensible. how did she ever trust someone who has the potential to take a life?

Alice as the End

everyday I think about the fact that Alice doesn't even remember the actual act that put him in prison. his entire life becomes tarnished and defined by this singular event that he cannot even recall; I can only assume that his brain moved to fill in the horrifying gaps and concoct his own version of events from what he's gathered in court proceedings.

he parallels Keiji very nicely in this regard, so I could see Slaughter working for him, too. but the thing that strikes me is that Alice's punishment becomes his entire existence, while Keiji's strife is over the fact he isn't punished. Alice isn't even allowed to forget his role in the Death Game; he's constantly in his prisoner's uniform, and his occupation is listened as a Murderer (I'm sure that's more Midori being petty than anything else but it still counts).

the final nail in the coffin is the fact that death is the thing that keeps Reko and Alice from reconciling, which is really the one thing Alice wanted to do before he dies.

Nao as the Corruption

I love assigning characters as the Corruption because it's almost always for one of the less-utilized aspects of it: toxic love. and Nao, through no fault of her own, fits the bill quite well. whether it's her maddened grief that inadvertently endangers Gin and gets manipulated into attacking Shin, or the fact that she is responsible for the only canon ending we have so far at the price of the lives of 6 people, Nao is almost always put into a situation where sympathizing with her means harming others.

she seems to have issues with boundaries too, as evidenced in her rapidly warming up to Sara, a total stranger, and some. um. choice scenes in YTTS. she gets attached hard and fast to others, even if those others happen to be an AI of her dead professor ... I forget if any characters call it out as such, but I doubt such coping is exactly healthy.

I feel like I'm absolutely dragging Nao thru the mud rn and I feel BAD cuz I adore her, but she's a wonderfully complex character who, despite her understandable situation, is capable of doing some very bad things. she's fascinating and I miss her deeply.

Kai as the Hunt

as an extension of the organization that has been tracking and studying the participants for years before the Death Game, Kai fits quite neatly into the Hunt. his role as the hunter ("stalking" Sara, protecting the Chidouins, keeping track of other participants) suddenly being flipped into being prey (being put into the Death Game, receiving the Sage) is classic Hunt behavior.

hell, he's even an assassin who doesn't like to kill! people engage in the Hunt for the chase, not the end result.

okay this is already long enough so I'll save the last four for once I finish their pieces, but I will say that I didn't repeat entities anywhere so. do with that information what you will

#ask #this got sooo much longer than i wanted it to whoopsss #atlas talks #raidencule #yttd #tma entities

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Favorite Smallville(clois/non clois) funny scenes?

Ooh..Interesting!! There are a lot of memorable ones I love- I just hope I'd be able to recollect all those now. Lois Lane and Oliver Queen were my favorite funniest characters on the show, but- I'll die for Clark's expressions throughout the series, they're too amusing and comical (thankyou Tom Welling!).

Without much ado :

CLOIS

Exposed (5 x 06)

You know the one I'm talking about! Yup-Lois Lane at Windgate in that Stars and stripes outfit. Don't ever get me started on how much I loved and enjoyed seeing Clark Kent cringe like that. It was so freaking hilarious, the way he tried to pretend he wasn't interested at all, the way his face turned to one of absolute horror when Lois caught his gaze, and she, in turn: looking like Christmas came early that year. And the events which followed, especially: "What are you doing here?"

HONORABLE MENTIONS

These might not seem extremely funny and all- so I'll just associate the word 'Entertaining' with them (I re-read this and understood I've nearly listed out almost every Clois scene here)

1. The whole sequence of events in Committed, from her getting obnoxiously drunk to the picture we get to ponder upon once she was taken back to Kent farm, the "Clark Kent will you marry me?", the ridiculously cute nicknames in the jeweler's shop, them stumbling upon Ollie, and him dismissively laughing off the "We're getting married!". Also the banter in Odyssey.('He wishes he didn't know me', 'You disappear for a month and come back with a sense of humor?' and 'It's only your kneecap!'). Rooftop scene of Hex.

2. The whole of Krypto, I adored their bickering so much in the episode, especially the "Clarkie" scenario('He's annoying and I can't get within ten feet of him without being sick. I think we should call him Clarkie!'). The way Clark patiently deals with her is so cute ('Is it the 'ie' part that you don't like? Coz we can always make it 'Clark, and that would be too confusing. You can be Skipper!') and I also enjoyed the ending, where she took the effort to bath Shelby, and her "Maybe I'm allergic to you!"

3. I loved Echo, where Clark got to literally hear Lois' thoughts, especially the elevator scene following "You know what the general always says, on certain days....." -yeah you get it, people! His smile is so priceless, and also that stare. Also enjoyed Crossfire and auditioning for 'Good Morning Metropolis', the 'I've got a really annoying ringing in my ear' and 'Congratulations Clark, you're dating Mother Teresa in six inch heels'

4. Whenever their parents caught them : In gone and in Ambush. I loved the opening scene in Gone when they had to face the 20 questions from Martha and Jonathan, and her backing out after the 'This is a family matter, so, I'm leaving.' just after 'The chopper landed face-first in the middle of the field'. Clark looks so adorably annoyed in that one. (Seriously, someone give him an award for his various expressions!). Oh- and I really don't have to say about Ambush- both of them looking kinda drunk (on love) and having to face a solemn looking Sam Lane straight away, who definitely didn't seem one bit impressed.

5. Nearly every Clois scene is season 4, special mention to "Lois can sleep in the barn"(Lucy), "Is that a promise or a threat"(Devoted), and the opening scene of the finale: 'Try to keep your tears to a minimum.' Oh- also 'My perfect job would be a radio disk jockey' and the 'You talk enough there won't be any dead air' among countless others. I also liked that interaction with Sam Lane and 'Lo, you failed last semester.' and Clark going hysterics after that.

6. Crimson-'Were we just set up?, 'the hot fudge and halibut' Lois and "big, strong arms"(and slow dancing), the tattoo, the Whitesnake CD, the "Lois is into me!" and everything else. Also Hydro (lol) were she just slaps him across the face, and him removing the Green Arrow mask to reveal that big smitten face of his.

7. Clark dealing with the after effects of Lois' legendary cooking : Persuasion (Even Shelby couldn't bite into her 'pot roast') and Lucy ('If you were any nicer, we'd starve!'). It's truly realistic. (I'd like to add-It's too good to see that Clark takes over the kitchen, in their future domestic life though, and we all know it is half out of the terrifying thought of Lois setting the place on fire lol). Lois-making fun of his sense of fashion, and still 'borrowing' his plaid & flannel.

8. These are not exactly funny- but the arm punches, Lois stealing all his food at the DP, Clark Kent singing in the shower (Escape) and Lois Lane dancing to 'Boomerang' (Persuasion)

NON CLOIS

Spell(4 x 08)

As much as I hated the plot of the episode, and as much as this particular one moment isn't even close to anything which Clark Kent represents-kid or not-it somehow manages to crack me up every time. The first time I saw that guy from Princeton come into the barn looking utterly mortified and then, the perfect cherry on top being Clark going like: "Hey, come on in-and join the party!", I doubled up with laughter, so hard- my stomach hurt.

HONORABLE MENTIONS

1. Oliver rescuing Clark in Russia (Odyssey)- and the 'Is my presence here bothering you?' and 'Starting to'

2. The whole of Fortune. That one from start to end was a blessing: with every single one of them going insane. Clark Kent: the Kleptomaniac, Lois fighting for her wedding ring, Chloe in a bride's dress holding one half of a marriage certificate, Tess and Emil's crazy concert, and above everything- Oliver Queen dressed up as a fortune showgirl. It was too funny for words. (especially the way Chloe recognizes Lois and him)

3. The unintentional double date in Escape, where everyone was indirectly teasing Clark. ('That wasn't Lois' Brochure, Clark..That was mine' and Oliver's knowing smile which follows). Also liked the later awkward conversation ('I stopped a bank robbery.')

4. Oliver somersaulting out the window in Ambush('What are we, 16?'), Tess laughing at Cat's 'Lois is the Blur', Emil in Persuasion, Lois and Jimmy('Excuse me, did I get a lecture from Jimmy Olsen?') Clark and Chloe in Sneeze and the ending of Bloodline, (I think) where Oliver arrives unannounced into the Clark's house.

Thankyou so much for the question!

#ask #Second gif: not mine-credits to vargesz #The army brat and the nerd #See me rant folks!

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The Thief and the Tinker, Part 4: Circles and Cycles

part 3

Part 4

Viren: *smirks and plinks Runaan's coin to Ethari*

Ethari, furious: You throw another Moonshadow at me and I'm gonna lose it.

Circles and Cycles

Angst rating: 8/10

Back to Ethari, because we're not done with him yet. Ethari is soft, but he isn't weak. He won't be a willing pawn for Viren. He loves Runaan to the point of invention, and his devotion is more constant than the moon itself. He'll agree to do what Viren says, and he'll be Very Sad. But his spirit is in no way broken. Viren bribing him with the coins containing his family will only have the opposite effect. It'll give Ethari something to fight for.

We could get Focused Chaos Ethari. We could get Angery Trickster Ethari. We could get Rules, What Rules? Ethari. Let him try to steal the coins, try to break them, try to kill Viren, and be stymied at every turn, until he settles and seems cowed. And then all he does is craft his way out of the problem.

What if we are gifted with Iron Man Elf Ethari, who pretends to build a fake Key for Viren, but meanwhile he's really building a coinbuster with whatever he can get his hands on - primal stones, magically imbued gemstones, stolen artifacts, his own arcanum, his own reputation as the Master Craftsman of the Silvergrove. He'll use almost - almost - anything, to stop Viren and free his family.

Ethari may have to choose between those two things, though. And he's a hero, deep down, just like his family, just like his daughter. If he has to choose, he'll choose to stop Viren and save Xadia. He'll pay the same price as his family has if he must.

He'd let Viren think he was motivated purely by wanting his family back, but Ethari is far too steeped in the illusion and sacrifice for that to be all there is to his motives. It's a so-close-and-yet-so-far thing, how he and Viren almost embody the same ideals. Almost. Ethari would take one look at Viren, who just burnt down his whole Forest, he'd see the biggest threat in Xadia, and he'd say anything to get a chance to stop this juggernaut of destruction from getting his hands on whatever that ultimate power really is, locked behind that missing key. If he has to abandon his people and bawl his eyes out to convince Viren he's in, then he will.

And Viren wouldn't make it easy for him. He knows clever when he sees it. He went through all this trouble to persuade Ethari to work with him. He would need to keep Ethari as off-balance as possible to ensure that he keeps working as he should.

Angsty jewelry, anyone?

Viren giving Ethari his husband in pendant form to remind him what he's working for, when Viren and Ethari both know full well that only dark magic can open the hellcoins. Ethari wearing another pendant of his love, except it's not a metaphor this time. It's literally his love, in a coin around his neck.

Viren would love making Ethari stay close to him of his own free will if he ever hoped to free Runaan. Making people bind themselves to you is a big power flex. Remember that TDP stream future-season teaser note about Bait being in a creepy restraint in a future season?

This card is written on in all-caps, so that really could be "Bait" or "bait," or--knowing this show--both. Viren's been using Runaan as bait for Ethari all along. Putting his coin in a dark magic pendant casing for Ethari to wear would be a great parallel for that. Oh god. Oh man.

Maybe he'll stab the coin's scary casing right through that circle on Ethari's chest, right over his heart, make that Iron Man reference really obvious. Ethari also losing his shirt at some point, for angsty Viren-related reasons? It's more likely than you think. I mean... Ethari is literally involved in both forms of forging at this point. Shirt's gotta come off for uhhhh work reasons. And because he's hot. Because of all the forging. Mmhmm. I mean how else are we finally going to discover what his markings look like this is research I swear

I mentioned that I liked god-tier villains, right? Yeah, this is amazing. I haven't wanted to die and ascend over an idea for quite a while, but Ethari vs Viren in a drawn-out battle of wills would kill me in the best way. Especially since, while it looks like they're essentially fighting for who gets Runaan, they're truly fighting a much larger battle with much higher stakes. They're fighting for the future itself. It's an epic struggle between the Narrative of Strength and the Narrative of Love. And we've seen what happens, over and over, when the Narrative of Strength gets to call the shots.

On a meta note: If Ruthari's story arc isn't a love letter from one trauma survivor to another, and on a broader scope to all survivors who see it, I don't know what is. Sometimes life just chews us up and spits us out and we can't stop it and it breaks us. But sometimes we can reach out and grasp the chance to help each other, even after that, even when it hurts a lot, because we know what it means to be loved, and to love, and to want a safer future for each other and for people we'll never meet. The future is worth standing together for, helping each other back up for, fighting side by side for, even if you can't see how it'll end, or even how to begin. We are stronger together, and sometimes we need to fight for our "together" before we can fight for anything else. And that's worth it, every time.

This is glorious, it's beautiful, it's tragic, it's amazing, it makes me want to dance, it makes me want to scream into the void, it makes me want to slap someone with a semi truck. No, someone specific, don't worry, and he super deserves it.

Because Ethari is going to win. He was always going to win. He's soft, and he's clever, and he hasn't forgotten what love means. It's what he's fighting for. Not power, not control. Love. He doesn't want to dictate Runaan's future or anyone else's. He just wants his husband--and everyone else--to have one at all.

So he's going to win.

What thwarting Viren looks like, I couldn't possibly guess. TDP is no stranger to angst, so there will probably be a high cost involved in outwitting the dark mage. Maybe not everyone can be rescued from the coins. Maybe Ethari will lose his life, or his soul, or his vision, or something else really angsty. Viren could even kill him and resurrect him as a smoky craftsman, or a zombie craftsman, or something equally biddable but horrible. The only thing I'm sure of is that Ethari would never willingly make a working Key of Aaravos Ethari as long as there's a chance Viren could possess it. But I do believe that if he gets the right opportunity while he's busy saving the world from Viren's dark intentions, he'll break his husband's hellcoin open somehow and set him free, even if he has to smile at the devil to do it.

Ethari understands the difference between "you can" and "therefore you should." He might sacrifice his own world to save his husband, but he'd never sacrifice someone else's world. That's one of the Moonshadow cultural limits I've noticed: they accept boundaries when it comes to other people's autonomous rights, especially regarding life and death.

These limits could get pushed. Ethari will be under great duress and emotional strain if he goes through this kind of interaction with Viren. And maybe he will choose some dark things. Everyone else has. But I'm placing all my eggs in the basket labeled "Saved By Love." Either I'm right, or I'll get the best angst omelets in the universe. And I do love omelets. A villain invented them, you know. ;)

Another support for Ethari not making the key for Viren: the real Key exists!

Callum has it right now. The plot doesn't need Ethari's key (yet? ever?), but it does need Ethari to learn what he's made of, to stand up for something, or against something, or both at once. And once he learns what he will and won't do and the universe has rewarded his discovery with the return of his beloved husband then Ethari will be ready to take on whatever else the plot has in mind for him.

Depending on the plan, all of these events could happen in S4, as a setup for even bigger things to follow. Viren's wishes can be thwarted here and the show's overall tension will only continue to rise. It would let Ethari flex yes pls his skills so we know who he is, it would show how driven Viren can be for a long-term goal, it would let Claudia saunter further downwards, it would reveal some human/Moonshadow history, and it would resolve the seasons-long tension regarding Runaan's fate, allowing for the cycle of speculation, feels, angst, and Ruthari fanart to begin again. ;) Viren would need to find another way to pursue his long-term goal. And Callum's Key will get a little more clarity on just how important it is to the fate of the world - which will make everything he does, and everyone he talks to, and anyone who knows what he's carrying, intensely important.

Nyx is gonna steal it isn't she, omg chaos birb

To Viren, Ethari was a main course, meant to be devoured and consumed in his lifelong quest for something that will finally satisfy. But to Ethari, Viren was just empty calories to be passed over in favor of ordering his perennial favorite dish, one more time.

Once Ethari escapes Viren's clutches with as much of his family as he can rescue, Viren may turn back to looking for the real Key, especially if someone's seen it recently. Hunting a kid probably seems easier than hunting a full-grown Moonshadow craftsman who just outsmarted him. okay so maybe Nyx stealing it would be a good thing and save Callum's life

Ethari could go on to help repair the Sunforge, or rebuild the Moonhenge, or work on constructing Moonshadow villages in Katolis if he hasn't been ghosted for abandoning everyone after the forest fire. He might build magical devices for any number of reasons, to help all kinds of characters. Hopefully, wherever he goes, he'll have Runaan with him, in some way, for at least a little while. Cycles be like, and I feel like Runaan will not want to remain still for long, for whatever reason. Does he need revenge, atonement, justice, a new body, to find Rayla, to find Ezran? He'll be back in action as soon as he can, I think.

Okay, but, I'm so soft at the thought of a scene where Runaan and Ethari come before King Ezran. The husbands tried to save their people Runaan's way, the old way, and it only continued to endanger them. Following the cycle, as Moonshadows do, was the wrong move. But the son of the last human Runaan killed reached out with mercy and broke a thousand years of suffering and sorrow and hatred. Ezran did what Runaan couldn't: he saved the Moonshadow elves from total destruction. And that, more than anything else in the world, could soften one very broody assassin's heart toward humans again.

What would Runaan do, if his heart truly changed toward humans? What would he say to Ezran? I could see him struggling for a long moment before dropping to one knee to pledge his heart as he once had to do before the Dragon Throne. He doesn't know any other way but to serve. Ezran, reading the whole room and everyone's feelings before he tells Runaan that No, we don't do that here. That he's free, and free means free. No chains, no oaths. Just trust and friendship. He should get to make his own decisions for a change, even though that can be hard and scary sometimes. Runaan being genuinely scared, because that's too much freedom. But he's not alone. He has Ethari, and Ezran, and Rayla, and Callum, and their people, and their allies. And no matter what else happens, the people of Katolis - elven and human - will find a way forward. Together.

part 5

#tdp #tdp theory #tdp speculation #tdp parallels #tdp angst #heavy angst #viren #ethari #runaan #moonshadow elves #hopepunk #ezran #runaan's super getting a tart of jelly tm

[literary-spirit]

Bonnie Bennett believed she'd finally discovered her good enough ending. Yet, like most things in her life good enough goes left and leaves her with another ending. Or, perhaps a fire beginning...Journey with everyone's favorite Bennett Witch to the Viking Era for much needed lessons in devotion, courtesy the Lothbrok brothers.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, none of these characters belong to me. And to add unfairness to poetic injustice, neither does the shows or the books. However, I still intend to pull the characters' strings and make them dance, all while having a ball upsetting canon plot lines!

AN: Alright Bennett Fandom this one here is a bit different from what you're used to. Okay this one here is a bit different than I'm used to. Francesca has recently rediscovered Vikings and with it the sons of Ragnar. And don't you know she wouldn't rest until she brought our favorite Bennett Witch into their mess! As if our girl didn't already have her own problems. SMFH! So thanks to my lovely muse, here we are with a whole lot of trifling savagery that I'm just not so sure about. But as always I'll let you be the judge if this WIP lives to see another update. Flame it or acclaim it in comments.

“You know as much as I’ve savored the joy of tormenting you over the years-,” Klaus began.

“No,” Bonnie shook her head. She’d tried to go along with his final request. Really she did, but how could she? When in the end all he’d be was gone. “I’m sorry, bae. We’re not doing this.”

Rebekah’s eyes rolled. She released a drawn out exhale that hadn’t been necessary for her since wood ash and pointed stick tattoos were a thing. “Bonnie, don’t ruin this for him! Permit him whatever comfort he demands. He shoulders a burden you’d never be able to fathom. Can you not allow him to experience but one moment of grace? A moment Hope will undoubtedly cling to after he’s gone.”

“No, Rebekah! I’m not about to listen as the man I love gives us all a corny goodbye and pretend to be okay with it. And why the hell should Hope have a moment to cling to when she could have her father?” She gave her head another firm shake. “No, this is not okay with me,” her voice rose as she drilled visual holes through each of them. Klaus tried to shut her down with an arm around the shoulders but she curved him with a shrug, all while committing ocular homicide on him in the process. “So why the hell is it okay with you, Hybrid?” Her scorn riddled gaze darted from him back to his so called family. “Or any of you?”

“You must’ve been down on Bourbon sipping on that Absinthe again if you believe any of this shit is okay with us,” Marcel waved her off barely sparing her a glance. “We all just know Klaus is gonna do whatever Klaus wants no matter how any of us feels about it. The most dangerous place you can be when his mind’s made up is in his way. So I suggest you step out of it.”

Her neck snapped back as if she’d taken a two piece to the chin. “You think I’m afraid of the big bad wolf? I wasn’t at seventeen and if I thought for a second it would save him, I’d put his ass back in the dirt again. I take care of my own, Marcel. No matter the dangers or consequences,” she jabbed a thumb at her hybrid, “And make no mistake, that Original pain in the ass over there is mine.”

“Cute.” Marcel laughed as he rubbed at the corners of his mouth. “Bonnie, we’re his family. Each of us have known, feared, hated, respected, and loved him long before even your parents’ parents became an idea. Hell, even after everything he’s dragged me through, there’s not a drop of blood I wouldn’t bleed for him.”

“Then stand behind those words and do something, Marcel,” she pleaded, because at this point she wasn’t above begging for the only bright spot remaining in the dim bleakness that had become her life seven years before.

“What would you have us do, Bonnie?” Elijah questioned in a barely engaged tone.

Bonnie turned to consider him. A perpetual moroseness now cloaked the one she’d once believed to be noble. His arrogance hadn’t been quite the same since the restoration of his memories. More and more he’d begun to remind her of Finn. She squared her shoulders and straightened her spine. Since discovering what Klaus planned to do, she’d toyed with an idea she’d vowed never to indulge. Yet, under the weight of impossible desperation such vows could not stand.

“The eternal witch spell should be evoked,” she said.

“By whom?” Kol questioned. His chocolate browns moved from Freya to Hope. When both appeared to know less than him his disbelieving gawk returned to her. “You?!” Laughter burst from his mouth. “Oh Darling, I’ve witnessed that spell make a supernatural mess of the most talented witches to ever recite a chant. There’s only one destined to master the eternal witch incantation and her sorcery is said to be unmatched.” His knowing gaze drifted to Hope, and then back to her. “There’s no way you’re powerful enough to undertake the task. You’re not even the strongest witch on this block.”

Bonnie flinched. Damn it, if Kol hadn’t DOA’ed her pride. When the hell did he jump on the Bennett hate train? To hear how far his opinion of her plummeted sort of burned.

She nodded. “Okay, if not me why not Davina. You tend to enjoy blowing her horn. If she’s all you claim her to be, get her here. I’ll happily bow down if her being greater than me will save him.” She jerked her head in Klaus’ direction.

“No!” Marcel barked.

“Leave my wife out of this.” Kol zipped across the distance separating them to tower over her. His original face no longer concealed by his human deception.

Klaus rocketed forward to place himself between she and Kol. “Step away from my fiancé, baby brother. For if you harm her then you’ll be joining me in the afterlife. To hell with your bloody dagger and box.”

Ignoring Kol’s and Klaus’ dagger and the box bit, her distressed stare collided with Freya’s. “What about you? Will you help me save your brother?”

“Bonnie, that spell is much too dangerous. Even for me.” The blondes eyes offered her a thousand apologies but not one solution. “I’m sorry, but I can’t risk it…not now.”

Her desperation bottomed out to despair as her gaze took a hail Mary launch to the supposedly most powerful witch in the room. “Hope?”

The room erupted. You’d think she’d offered the girl a crack pipe. When she was Hope’s age she was taking down well…her dad.

“Bonnie!” Elijah yelled.

“This is madness,” Rebekah growled, taking a step in their direction. “Nik tell her!”

“We’ve already talked about this, Bekah.” Marcel shook his head and tugged Rebekah back to his side. “That doesn’t concern us.” Bonnie heard Marcel mutter.

Klaus spun away from Kol to regard her. He grabbed her face and cradled her cheeks in his palms. “Everything’s going to be alright, Love.” He whispered, before brushing his lips against hers. Liquid pain disturbed the stillness of his crystal blue stare and contradicted the hell out of his reassurance.

“How?” She tugged herself free of his grasp. “How’s everything going to be alright? You’ll be dead and then what? Life goes on? Fuck that! I’m not about to stand here and mourn a defeat I haven’t loss yet!” She whirled away and marched from the gathering. Her decision made.

Once out of sight, she hurried towards their bedroom. Inside, she closed the door and locked it. The barrier wouldn’t hold her hybrid, but the fraction of time it would provide may be all she needed to complete the spell. She fell to her knees next to the mattress. Carefully, she tugged the blanket from underneath the bed. The already prepared altar and ingredients slid out. She stared down at the athamae and exhaled. Second thoughts plagued her mental, but she shook them away. She’d come this far already. The time to bitch up and forget about it had come and gone. Now was the time to do and die, literally.

She picked up the dagger and called forth every ounce of mystical energy which bled through her veins. A swell of Bennett sorcery overwhelmed the room. Pictures rattled on the walls. The balcony doors blew open and the glass shattered. Furniture not nailed down whipped about the room like she’d caught a ride in a tornado. Steeling her nerves, she continued. She called forth her psychic energy, her huntress energy. Any and everything supernatural about her she offered to the Goddess of all in exchange for an eternity of knowledge and the fated eternal mate destined to help her defeat the Hollow.

After relinquishing her all to the Creator she sliced open her palm. Blood gushed from the wound and saturated the ingredients. A searing light illuminated the room. The bargain was struck and accepted. Now the sacrifice. She swallowed and raised the blade. Aiming it at the center of her chest, she closed her eyes.

“Bonnie, no!” Klaus’ voice penetrated the white noise blaring throughout the room. “Love, don’t do this. You won’t survive.”

She opened her eyes. He stood just beyond the enchantment circle, attempting to force his way into the barrier. “Neither will you if I don’t. Besides, if it doesn’t work I’d rather be in the ground anyway than breathe without you, Klaus.”

“Bonnie, please,” he pled as he dropped to his knees. He slammed his fist against the barrier. “Please, don’t do this. We’ll find another way. You have my word, Love!”

A sad smile flirted with her lips. “You’re lying, Klaus. If there was another way then it would already be the plan.” She plunged the blade into the cradle of her breasts. A piercing burn penetrated her chest.

“No!” Klaus’ bellow seared layers from her punctured heart. The storm of mystical energy whipping about ceased.

Her knees buckled. Klaus caught her before the ground could and cuddled her close. She attempted to talk, but a wheeze whistled pass her lips instead.

“No, Love, don’t speak.” He bit into his wrist and placed the bleeding extremity to her mouth. His blood might as well had been battery acid because she’d bet dollars to air it burned the same. Hacking coughs damn near shook her frame apart by the joints. “Why the sodding hell isn’t this working?”

“I-It’s the s-spell,” she managed to utter. “M-my death is the p-price of a-admission.”

Tears trickled from his eyes onto her face. “Why did I have to go and love you, Little Witch?” He demanded, looking beyond confused.

“B-Because its what we b-both needed at the time and no m-matter how this turns out I’ll always be indebted to you for giving me a reason. L-Love you, Hybrid…always and f-forever.” His face faded until nothing but darkness surrounded her.

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, none of these characters belong to me. And to add unfairness to poetic injustice, neither does the shows or the books. However, I still intend to pull the characters' strings and make them dance, all while having a ball upsetting canon plot lines!

The abyss gave way to blinding lights. Bonnie squeezed her eyes shut. A cacophony of sounds battered her auditory senses. The eardrum rupturing racket nearly distracted her from the violent rocking motion. A violent rocking motion which would no doubt wrought absolute fuckery on her cyclic vomiting syndrome. Right along with the tang of salt-water, unwashed bodies, and rotten fish. The potpourri of funk came close to singeing the lining of her nostrils.

A familiar acrid burn tickled the back of her throat. On cue her belly spun a series of gold medal winning somersaults. Oh this was going to happen. Her lack of sight heightened her senses and made her that much more sensitive to all the upchuck factors swirling about her. Unable to continue to live in the darkest part of her denial and remain vomit free, she opened her eyes. The brightest day she'd ever had to tolerate greeted her light discriminating gaze. She closed her eyes once more. What in the extreme fuck? Was this some kind of hell dimension? Is that why she was only a five minute drive away from the damn sun? Oh Goddess no!

"Cade?!" She growled.

The acrid burn that flirted with the back of her throat developed a sour chunky consistency. Once again she forced her eyes open...and blinked. She was on a vessel that appeared to have hailed straight out of Vikings. Damning the unnecessary brightness and her afterlife in general, she turned and tossed up the entire contents of her stomach over the boats edge. The seafood gumbo from Rousseau's she loved nearly as much as Klaus shot from her mouth and floated one way while the wind and Hades' cruiser sailed her in another.

As gravity took her down exhaustion fucked her over. She rested her cheek on the boat's wooden ledge. Drops of putrid salt water splashed her face. Yet, her fucks to give was at a negative zero low. Not only was she dead, but more than likely so was Klaus. She'd failed him...she'd failed them. Not even eternity would be long enough to make that shit okay.

Bonnie's vision blurred. Her chest throbbed. She clawed at the pounding ache between her breasts. Goddess, it's a wonder her chest didn't have a gaping hole in it after everything her heart had lost. Shaking her latest failure from her thoughts, she turned to slouch back to the boat's floor. She then lifted her gaze to assess her surroundings. Various shades of irises gawked back at her. She froze. Oh damn! Just her luck the water was sacred. She opened her mouth to offer an apology, but snapped it closed. Wait...why the hell did everyone look like extras from the Last Kingdom?

Slowly, her gaze dropped from the filthy hairy men towering over her to what she wore. The burlap sack dress she donned stopped her ever ticking clock. And based on the breeze cooling her cakes, her La Perla's had opted to skip the journey to the other side. Her back teeth clenched. In what kind of after life had she been dropped? Was this some kind of Viking hell? Had she somehow been granted eternity with Klaus in his hereafter?

The shifting of bodies snaked her attention from Kanye's spring wear to the now parting beefy men. A sight which had her questioning her sanity emerged. Bjorn Lothbrok or at any rate the actor who portrayed him in Vikings. Was he dead and stuck on the Otherside also? Wait, was Alexander Ludwig even supernatural?

"You're not one of the slaves who was captured during the raid. One of your hue, I would've remembered." The head Viking in charge edge that resonated in Bjorn's or Alexander's voice snatched her from her contemplations. "How've you come to be upon this ship?" When she opened her mouth to speak the cold sharpened point of a sword pierced the hollow of her throat. "Speak to me of canards or sagas and I shall open your gullet."

She hesitated for a moment. What could she say? The truth would definitely get her neck split wide. "I-I'm not sure. Before...when I closed my eyes, I was somewhere else and now that I've opened them, I'm..." she glanced from the horror frozen faces of the crewmen to the beyond frightened slaves. The poor shackled souls huddled away from her in the ship crevices and corners on either side of her. She swallowed and allowed her gaze to return to Bjorn. "I'm here."

"Oh my god," she heard one of the slaves mutter in a tone that, to her surprise, sounded annoyed?

His scoff sliced the disbelief inspired silence in half. He withdrew the biting tip of his sword from her throat and sheathed it in the scabbard at his side. "Bind her hands to her feet and toss her over."

The ship erupted in a flurry of movement. Two overfed red-haired and even redder faced Viking men moved to grab her. She nearly projectile vomited her heart from her mouth.

"I know what I'm saying sounds apeshit, but I swear on everything I love, Alexander," she said slowly uttering the name and searching his face for a flare of recognition. When nothing sparked in his expression she stammered on, "I-I'm telling the truth. Please, you have to believe me, Bjorn!" A flicker of curiosity narrowed his glare. Bingo! "You can't let them kill me! Please, I don't wanna die again!"

"Halt!" He bellowed, raising a hand to stop the men from advancing, "How've you come to know of my name?"

Shit! She pressed her lips together as her mind flipped through a too short list of plausible explanations that wouldn't get her burned at a stake for witchcraft. "I-I've dreamt of you a-and of this moment." There, that didn't sound too bad. One thing she'd learned from Klaus, watching Vikings, and Google, is ancient Northman actually revered oracles and seers.

"You've dreamt of me?" He knelt before her, arresting her stare with a penetratingly incandescent blue gaze. At a deliberate methodical pace, his eyes crept over her face. Her lungs threatened to collapse under the thorough scrutiny. "Of this moment?" Unable to look anywhere other than in the irises that burned brighter than the now blazing sun, her head bobbed. A smile enticed the corners of his mouth. "Then why fear what you know will follow? Have you not prepared well to meet your fate?"

"Not if my fate resides at the bottom of the ocean," she said with a firm shake of the head, "That's an introduction I'd like to cur—avoid indefinitely."

His head tilted just so as he continued to regard her. "Name yourself."

"Bonnie Bennett," she answered.

A golden brow lifted. "Bonnie Bennett of where?"

"New-M-Mystic Falls...Bonnie Bennett of Mystic Falls."

"I have never heard of a land with such a name," he huddled a bit closer to her, "in which direction does your homeland lie?"

Before she could answer, thick gun metal gray clouds rolled across the azure sky and swallowed the glaring sun. A sonic boom exploded somewhere in the distance, while blue streaks of lightening zigzagged its way through the stodgy swirls of gloom. And if the situation wasn't already atom splitting serious, fat drops of rain and hail the size of golf balls began to pelt them.

"This storm is unnatural!" A seaman yelled.

"What in the name of Odin will become of us? None of us shall discover the gates of Valhalla at the bottom of the sea!" A ruddy face old man with a scraggly beard roared at anyone who appeared to be listening.

Another much younger seaman, maybe a little older than herself, turned an anxious stare on Bjorn. "Do you believe the All Father has forsaken us, Ironside?"

Bjorn opened his mouth to answer but was cut off by a blonde slave girl who pointed a finger in her direction, "It's her! Her very presence displeases the gods. You should heave her over and pray the sacrifice appeases them."

"You sound dumb as hell! It's no wonder you're in chains," Bonnie snapped, regretting her words as soon as they left her lips. Stupidity had nothing to do with forced captivity. Yet, that bitch had some damn nerve.

"No one will be heaving anyone over," Bjorn said, while standing from his crouch, "Raise the sails and provide the slaves with pails so they may began dumping water from the ship's floor."

A surge of magic thickened the air. The foreign sorcery incited something within her. Something unfamiliar. A bucket was pushed in her face. She took the wooden pail without looking away from the sea. The very stench of alien witchery agitated her own strange mystical energy. The fiery heat of her somehow altered super charged power practically scorched the inner lining of her veins as it raced through her vessels. Who would dare interrupt the supernatural and natural balance on this scale without justification? It was like using a heat seeking missile to take out a mosquito. Un-fucking-called for!

Instead of allowing the now aggressive powers within her the retribution it sought, she settled just to keep the occupants on the ship safe. So, while she dumped water from the boat's floor, she chanted under her breath. Soon, a protective shield formed around them in an elusive form of the previous sunny day. The Vikings and slaves alike erupted in praises to Odin.

"Yep," Bonnie forced a smile. "Praise Odin!"

"Come, Mystical One," Bjorn stood over her, his shadow casting her much needed shade.

Distrust and her impromptu guest starring role on a show which highlighted the fact that Vikings had no problems raping captives, raised her guards. Though realms out of her element, she was far from ignorant.

Her gaze moved over him in an attempt to size him up. "Where?"

"To the prow," He gestured towards the front of the ship before snatching the pail from her hands, and then tossing it aside. "I wish to learn more about you and this numinous land named Mystic Falls." When she took too long to follow he locked his hands behind his back and considered her. "If I wanted to lie with you then all I need do is have you. Do you believe anyone here would be minded to protect you?"

She lifted her chin as she glanced about the ship to see not one person watching them for concern purposes. Every eye she caught on them looked to be pre-historic Shade Room and TMZ reporters. If they had tea kettles back then they'd no doubt be ready to spill the damn things. No, Bjorn spoke the truth. No one on that confoundingly long boat would lift a calloused palm to help her.

"Alright." Exhaling, she stood and leveled him with a glare even a PMS'ing demon would be incapable of exacting. "But fair warning, no one on this ship can protect me better than me. And make no mistake, I'm not above defending my own honor."

He reached out and took her hand in his. "That is a certainty about you of which I'll never be mistaken, Bonnie Bennett of Mystic Falls."

#bonniebennett #vampirediaries #the originals #crossover #alternate universe #fanfiction #ivar the boneless #bjorn ironside #hvitserk #sigurd #ubbe lothbrok #vikings #time travel

[tabooalchemy]

I'll be honest, fumetsu no anata e is very very good until bonchien appears, kahaku sexual harassment scene was either very closely before or after that too but my point is. everything about both of those things is not only entirely unnecessary to the plot, but actively harm the progression and evolution of characters and overall story as a whole. kahaku's arc is not only painfully homophobic, but also boring af. kahaku could have been shown to have emotional trauma and problems in general because of being raised as hayase's new vessel and all the expectations around being the one to be with fushi without going through the same boring "all descendents of hayase are horny for fushi in a creepy inappropriate way just like she was" when like... mitsuha is not hayase or kahaku, and kahaku is not hayase, it is canonical in-world that the energy composing a soul is completely rearranged during "reincarnation" and even *if* they had hayase's energy, they would not be literally her, so why reinforce her twisted sick obsession with fushi with kahaku, especially with the queer coded character, btw, whose entire arc is built around loving and devoting to fushi in spite of gender, even if in the begging he would swear he was a "normal straight guy"? He is just literally some guy who wants to make his family proud. he doesn't know reality he only knows this cult. And they have him say to fushi "it's okay if you're a boy too" while harassing him. his last words are "I love you fushi" and he kills himself knowing fully well fushi could revive him, since the knocker was fused only with his body and fushi had interacted with him without his arm and therefore could fully well make him a new body without reviving the knocker too. This fact alone is a problem in and on itself, btw, brought by the second thing that made me want to throw hands with yoshitoki oima: bonchien. bonchien gave fushi the knowledge that he could revive dead people, bonchien gave fushi the hability to do it even to people he doesn't remember meeting as someone who is alive for a while, and that alone already defeats one of the things that made fumetsu fumetsu: the dealing with loss and moving on, the journey of an immortal across centuries, meeting new people and new generations. now everyone is virtually immortal if fushi wishes so and if they do as well, and it's something that was introduced to the story through this ugly, badly designed, annoying, fatphobic and self serving asshole of a character. I don't give two shits about his redemption arc where he looks less bad, btw, he is still fatphobic and he even goes back to dressing that terribly. And he won't die. he has the thickest plot armor a motherfucker can have. he even goes and lives a full life but makes sure to not go on and follow the circle of things and let his energy become something else, no, this bitch decided to wait 400-ish years to be revived by fushi AGAIN. they made all this point of showing how fucked up it was that hylo messar and the other guy were treating their lives and bodies as spares because fushi could give them new ones anyway, but then didn't develop any of it? it just became a normal thing? lmao what the fuck. honestly it's not beyond saving as a story, but it will take oima acknowledging that she fucked up immensely, killing off bonchien not far from now idc how, and giving us a healthy gay rep, along with fixing the mess she created re: knockers still existing and fusing with humans, and idk if there's room for that so 🤷 pity, chapter one as a oneshot and a promise to begin something is a masterpiece and up until the scenes I mentioned it was a very fun story.

[kittensjonsa]

For @jonsa-week 's Day 1:

Greed ~ The Father (Justice) ~ Fave book quote (Jon, A Storm of Swords - pg 617)

Summary: Revenge was all he wanted and it didn’t matter how he got it. But Jon knew he had bitten off more than he can chew the moment he laid his eyes on Sansa Stark - daughter of the well loved and respected man in all of Westeros and recent widower turned priest, Ned Stark. 

Rated G, 2k+ words, may turn smutty. Angsty, a snippet of Jonsa, dark Jon and to be continued (maybe I don’t know yet..)

In The Name of The Father

Justice. It was all he wanted. The plans he had didn't have any room for any incidences. Nothing at all. Just get in, get it done and get out. He was prepared, or at least he thought so.

“Something troubling you, son?”

Jon jumped slightly at the call. Turning around slowly as calm and confident footsteps approached him, Jon managed a small smile of greeting. A small creak told him the priest had just taken a seat in the pew just behind his.

“Well, isn't everyone who comes here?”

A small grin and a chuckle escaped the sombre priest. “True. Aren't we all? Well if there's anything you need, confess or anything, I'll be right here.”

Confess. A heavy word worth its weight in guilt and remorse. He had a confession, truth be told but tonight was not the night. Oh the things he could tell, but he shouldn't. Not to Father Ned Stark.

“I'm sorry, Father.. but I'm afraid.. I'm not Catholic. I just came here to take a breather. It's very.. peaceful here.”

It wasn't prayer nor intercession he was after. Nor a minute of peaceful solitude. He had enough of those growing up alone.

Forgiveness. That was on his mind, the moment he stepped into the church. He feared he would vanish and spontaneously combust, on such sacred premises, for the vile things he had done but he guessed going to hell didn't work that way. Jon had a feeling he had one foot in it already.

“How could you? You animal!” Sansa's cries were acid, burning right through him.

“I fell in love with you! To think I gave you all of me, my heart was yours! A-and you.. you just stomped on it? How dare you even come here!”

“Sansa, you're not listening to me.. please just listen.”

Sansa shook her head and rubbed away at the tears that were flowing freely. Oh, how it hurts. She gave herself to him. All of her; mind, body and soul. She would do anything for him. Anything to make him happy. He was her best friend, her soul mate. But how could her feelings be so wrong?

Sansa screamed in anger as Jon stepped closer. She was done. The lies, oh God, the lies!

“No! Don't touch me! We are done! Don't ever come near me ever again! You.. are dead to me.”

No words had ever punched him in the gut like Sansa’s..Jon could only watch as Sansa ran away from him, driving off and leaving him alone by the river. The night was unbearably cold all of a sudden. Their favourite spot and where they kissed for the first time. He shouldn't care nor remember these things, but he did. Good lord, he did.

The stab that pierced through his heart was one he didn't expect. Perhaps he did love her too. .

But.. Mother. And Arthur.

He was greedy. Greedy for things to be set right. Greedy for vengeance. For vindication. But he had no right to break her heart. And for what it's worth, his too.

His happiness meant nothing if he didn't have any peace. One that would come in the aftermath of finally knowing who had taken everything away from him and getting payback. It was all that mattered. Wasn't it?

Maybe prayer was what he needed, subconsciously as what good left in him was desperately trying to claw its way out. But he didn't believe in God. What God would allow such things; what happened to his mother and Arthur, and more importantly to him, making him this way causing hurt and grief to someone he actually loved?

Pray then. Pray to your new Gods, and I'll pray to my old ones.

And they are Revenge, Betrayal and Blackmail.

Jon shut his eyes, remorseful for thinking such thoughts in such a place. But how hypocritical, it seemed to him, considering what he had done. And he had done enough. It stung him still, remembering how her warm tears dampened the palm of his hands. How her heartbreaking pleas shook him to his very core. Yes, he had done enough.

Jon could hear the priest's smile. A warm, genuine and kind smile. “Yes, I suppose it is. Well, not to worry we welcome everyone here.”

Sinners are we and sinners we shall die. None redeemed. At least not me, Jon thought.

“Thank you. It means a lot.”

His eyes shifted to the floor and held his head low before standing up to leave Jon alone. He had been a priest long enough to know when he was not needed. And it seemed to him this dishevelled young man, with dark eyes and unruly curls probably cherished his moment of solitude before he walked in.

“Nice to meet you then. I shall leave you in your peace. I'm Father Ned and I hope if you feel like you ever need a place to breathe, you'll come here.”

“Thank you Father Ned. I'll take you up on that offer.”

And perhaps.. more.

SIX MONTHS EARLIER

“What? What do you mean you can't tell me? What is it?”

Sam clicked the mouse and whirled his chair around to face Jon. He hoped he had better news to tell him.

“You've got to promise me you're not going anything stupid. You can't. Promise me, Jon.”

“All right. I promise. So go on then... Oh for fuck's sake, Sam! Out with it!”

Sam turned and tapped on the computer screen.

“That man you've been looking for all this while? The one you think had something to do with your mother's death? That's him right there. The private investigator sent me this.”

Jon grunted and glared at Sam before setting his gaze on the screen.

“So that's him. I've got to look for him then.”

“And do what Jon? Ask him questions, interrogate him? I know what's going through your mind and I think it's best if you don't.. do anything at all.”

Jon looked at the name again. And the stealth pictures that came with it. He needed to decide now. Closure, that's it. Though it puzzled him why Sam was so concerned. He knew how much he needed this. Sam, of all people.

“And why shouldn't I?”

“You're mad, angry, pissed off. You've been like this ever since you started this whole investigation thing. Dude, listen to me, just don't do it.”

“And isn't that the exact reason why I should? It's called closure, Sam. Besides, who the hell is h-”

“He's mother fucking Ned Stark, that's why!” Sam objected.

Ned Stark. I'll remember that name for as long as I live.

“So, who's he?” Jon asked, though he had heard of him before.

“You're kidding right? A Westerosi legend. The lawyer who brought the Boltons to their knees and best friend of the late President Robert Baratheon. How do you not know all this?”

Jon stared at the pictures once more and shrugged. Probably a good thing he didn't. Makes it all the more easier. He was too busy trying to survive the past twenty years or so, doing his best on the cold hard streets than to mind about politics or gossip.

“But.. it looks like he isn't one anymore. Or retired. I mean, look the photos. He's a priest, Sam.”

“Dude give that guy a break. He just lost his wife and his two sons. He's found God and maybe that's how it's supposed to be. I mean, come the fuck on, Snow!”

And I lost my mother.

Jon didn't like the tone in Sam's plea. Why should one man's redemption be more important than his poor mother's? A life snatched away from him much too soon. The years spent in foster homes, in the orphanage and trying to seek some form of solace and God forbid it, even love - was a painful sorrow no one would ever understand.

“Stop fucking telling me about this man! His life is no more important than what my mother could have had! You don't fucking tell me how that's like, Tarly. No one can and best you don't say anything about this anymore.”

“No, Jon I didn't mean that!  You know that. Come on, Jon! Jon!” Sam's words fell on deaf ears as Jon grabbed his coat and left. Nobody tells me what the fuck to do. Not Sam, not even God. Whoever the fuck they are, Jon screamed in his head.

Days went by without as much as a call from Sam, Jon knew he was smart enough to leave him be but still he wished they could talk. A text or two dinged but Jon chose to ignore them. He had more important things on his mind. Rubbing his tired eyes, Jon decided to call it a night from staring at the computer.

The research and probing had gotten a little too mundane, the more he learned about Ned Stark, the more he uncovered - which was really how Ned Stark was practically Captain Westeros, a well loved man, an upright citizen with morals of steel. There was not an ounce of dirt on him except one tabloid article years ago that depicted him leaving the scene of an infamous night club with the late former President Baratheon. But that was only because the former late President was a bad boy with bad habits, it wasn't really about Ned Stark per se.

How are you connected to my mother's death? Jon wondered. Something's gotta give, no one can be that good.

Jon needed to do something different, he needed more. He had set out to find the truth and right now, he'd do just about anything for it. Anything.

The Stark family radiated pure happiness and perfection, from the web portrait alone, one that rudely yelled out at him.

Such a pretty family.

It made him sick to his stomach, to think that that could have been a portrait of him and his mother and Arthur Dayne. His own family where he was loved and protected. Arthur wasn't family but he was the closest father figure he had in someone and the only confidante his mother trusted. Arthur probably loved his mother too, Jon was certain. They were happy and Jon's life was perfect. Just like the picture of the Starks.

Till a note found in his mother's cold dead hands with a scribbled 'Eddard Stark' destroyed everything he held dear.

And there he was, Father Ned Stark.

Ned Stark, a name that made a six year old Jon an orphan that day and since then he made a vow. Devoting the rest of his life to avenge his beloved mother. Even if it meant hurting someone along the way. He was more than willing and growing up fending for himself went on to equip him with the skills he needed. Jon had years in preparation for this.

They've got to pay, Mama. Someone has to.

“Sansa! Sans! There's someone here to see you,” Jeyne called out from the bottom of the stairs.

Sansa almost jumped and dropped the pencil in her hand. Good thing she wasn't writing anything important or else she'd have to rewrite the notes.

That's weird. Who could it be? Sansa checked her watch again and grunted at the time. It was going to be the third time she was late this week.

“She'll be right down. What was your name again? Jay, was it?”

Jon nodded with a smile. “Yes, it is. I'm actually here for the caretaker position? I believe it was posted in the jobs section in the papers.”

Jeyne eyed him warily. She didn't recall putting an advertisement out for anything lately. If Sansa did, she'd definitely inform her. Yet not even a mention of it. Jeyne didn't quite like the idea of strangers coming up to the Stark's private residence looking for jobs. Regardless of how dark and handsome they turn out to be. But then again, perhaps she might be taking her job as Sansa's personal assistant a little too seriously to care this much.

I'm sure it's nothing, just a guy looking for a job.

“I see. Sansa did mention once that they needed a caretaker here to help with house and the dogs. Though that might have been a few weeks ago and the applications are closed. But maybe she hadn't found one yet. So.. you're okay with dogs though right?”

Jon shrugged. “Dogs? Sure, I love dogs. I have one of my own. Ghost, his name is. Big large white dog. He's a good boy.”

Jeyne nodded approvingly. “Well, all right then. I have to go and leave you in Sansa's good hands. I was just here to collect some paperwork. Nice to meet you, Jay. Oh, and good luck!”

Jon waved a polite goodbye as he closed the door and resumed waiting by the stairs. Beads of sweat were pooling on his forehead. Jon inhaled deeply. So close. He was so close and everything was going according to plan. Jon knew he was at the right place and at the right time and he was mightily pleased with himself.

That is, until - he saw her. Sansa Stark.

“Jay? Hi, sorry to keep you waiting. I'm Sansa. Nice to meet you.”

Nice indeed.

Fuck.

#jonsa #jon x sansa #jonsa week #day 1 #dark jon #revenge #modern au

[airy-fairy-sparkles]

imagine dragons “origins” songs for the signs

aries: west coast ♡

"one more day we'll spend together,let your eyes look up upon me for the better, oh, i know i'm worse for weather but, my love, i won't give up, spend my days cursing my soul wishing i could paint my scars and make me whole, oh, i know i could be better but my love, i won't give up. i ain't no superman, i ain't no holy ghost i'm just the one that keeps you up at night, you love the most. i'll be your strong man, i'll be your west coast, i'll be the sun, i'll be the waves, i'll be the one you love the most."

taurus: birds ♡

"two hearts, one valve, pumpin' the blood, we were the flood, we were the body and two lives, one life stickin' it out, lettin' you down, makin' it right. seasons, they will change, life will make you grow, dreams will make you cry, cry, cry. everything is temporary, everything will slide, love will never die, die, die. "

gemini: bullet in a gun ♡

"the roman king, the romulus, the precipice, born to change, the final days, the last embrace, augustus, nero, taking names, i'm high, then i'm low, low. stop, then i go, go. bipolar, oh. oh, yes, then i'm no, no. my time will come, i promise that, pull the trigger back, back. bullet in a gun, ut in the end, my time will come, like a bullet in a gun. blood, sweat, and tears to be the one."

cancer: only ♡

"... my disaster, you're my only answer, you got me thinking that i could be a master, pretty baby, you're my heavy ocean, weigh me down and give me your devotion... tell me the things that you want i give you all that i've got. open your eyes, then you will see it's just you and me. only throwing out the key, just living in a dream, it's just you and me, only listen to you breathe, just living in a dream, it's just you and me."

leo: burn out ♡

"patience only gets you so far, blood will get you further, pain will only make your heart hard,tossed in fury's weather,innocence is beautiful to see. won't you box it up for me? for me. oh, give me strength, and give me peace. does anyone out there want to hear me? it's just another downpour, don't let it get the best of you it's only up from the floor, light everything inside of you don't burn out, don't burn out on me."

virgo: natural ♡

"will you hold the line, when every one of them has given up and given in? tell me, in this house of mine, nothing ever comes without a consequence or cost, tell me, will the stars align? will heaven step in? will it save us from our sin? will it? 'cause this house of mine stands strong. that's the price you pay, leave behind your heart and cast awa, just another product of today... and you're standing on the edge, face up 'cause you're a natural, a beating heart of stone, you gotta be so cold, to make it in this world..."

libra: zero ♡

"i find it hard to say the things i want to say the most, find a little bit of steady as i get close, find a balance in the middle of the chaos, send me low, send me high... but looking to the ways of the ones before me looking for the path of the young and lonely i don't want to hear about what to do i don’t want to do it just to do it for you. hello, hello, let me tell you what it's like to be a zero, zero. let me show you what it's like to always feel, feel like i’m empty and there's nothing really real, real. i'm looking for a way out. ...i find it hard to tell you how i wanna run away, i understand it always makes you feel a certain way..."

scorpio: stuck ♡

"i've been afraid, don't wanna fade out of my body, i've been astray, barely awake, floating above me. covered in gray, what can i say? i've been a zombie, i'm feeling like i've been locked in a grave, you were the laugh, you were the life, you were the party, you were the brave, i was the weak, you were the army, you were the faith, you were the truth, i was the sorry, i'm feeling like you've been taken away. time goes by and still i am stuck on you... oh, you, ooh... why did you leave? why did you go leaving me lonely? didn't you know you were the home, you were the only? where did you go? where did you go? where did you go? come back to me..."

sagittarius: love ♡

"it's been a long time comin’, comin', seeming like we all been runnin', runnin’, feeling like the wild west, gunnin', gunnin',listen to our elders shunnin', shunnin', flipping on the news beat talkin', talkin', all about the problems, shockin', shockin’, we put on our headphones walking, walking... where did we all go wrong? love, love, love, lo-lo-lo-love, love, love, where did we all, where did we all go wrong? all we see is faces, color, color, all the other races, other, other, why can’t you just be my brother, brother? we don't have to kill one another, kill one another... all around the world, we are one, we are one. ...so where did we all go wrong? love, love, love..."

capricorn: cool out ♡

"just before i go, yes, i know that i'm losing control and i want to take things slow. put my mind in cruise control, i know i'm always pacing and i blame it on the pressure i'm facing. i wanna take things slow, put my mind in cruise control... you're always saying that you read my sign and always wishing that i take the time but, you know that's not my speed, only believe what i can see, i live my life in black-and-white, i know that's not what you would like, that's all i know, i put my mind in cruise control. "

aquarius: machine ♡

"i'm not scared of what you're gonna tell me, no, i'm not scared of the beast in the belly, fill my cup with endless ambition, and paint this town with my very own vision. I'M NOT SCARED OF WHAT YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME NO I'M NOT SCARED OF THE BEAST IN THE BELLY, FILL MY CUP WITH ENDLESS AMBITION, AND PAINT THIS TOWN WITH MY VERY OWN VISION! 'cause i've been wondering when you gonna see i'm not for sale, i've been questioning, when you gonna see i'm not a part of your machine, not a part of your machine... i am the machine."

pisces: real life ♡

"she says that the world is a broken mess, and it's always on her mind, she cries at the news when the shots ring out, oh, every single time. ...she prays on her knees as the towers fall, to a god she does not know, she's begging him to stop the mess... she says, "how could i ever believe in something that would step aside and watch?" and i got no words to say 'cause i think i lost my faith, but i fake it for the day, oh, everything will be okay..."

#aries #taurus #gemini #cancer #leo #virgo #libra #scorpio #sagittarius #capricorn #aquarius #pisces #imagine dragons #origins

[gravesfirstonesfree]

Omg I love all your oc's but I'll just ask about Huxley and Aurelian!

Aww thank you so much! (Also, I’m impressed by how you skillfully picked two of the space-dwelling ones)

I was going to do this in alphabetical order, but I’ll go by order of ask

Full Name: Huxley HawthorneGender and Sexuality: Male and Bisexual Pronouns: He/HimEthnicity/Species: Irish/Caucasian/HumanBirthplace and Birthdate: The city of Coxa on the planet of Ingemar in a year I’ve yet to establishGuilty Pleasures: He just really loves flirting with everyone and doesn’t know how to not, plus he reallllly loves coffee when it’s freshly brewed and hot as fuck, and he gets scolded all the time for every failed attempt to drink it too hotPhobias: He’s terrified of not being able to take care of his little sister or protect her, and he’s also terrified of the day she finally gets too sick and doesn’t get betterWhat They Would Be Famous For: Being a top-notch fighter, or just being a famous fighter’s (adopted) son, though he’s already notoriously known around the city like his sisterWhat They Would Get Arrested For: Thievery and heists, which he has already been arrested for, underground fighting, or just getting into a fight OC You Ship Them With: Jaeger all the wayOC Most Likely To Murder Them: Jaeger would have, at one point (oh how the turn tables), but this probably falls to Andrus because he hates Huxley and probably gets off on Hux suffering Favorite Movie/Book Genre: Any sorts of sports movies, especially the boxing ones, and he has a soft spot for playsLeast Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: Most of the horror movie cliches like killing off the token black guy or take off your shirt and dieTalents and/or Powers: Boxing’s definitely a strong-suit of his thanks to his amazing father, and he’s just a really clever little shitsnake (yes that’s what I’ve deemed him) and can get his way into all sorts of locked places and/or safes because thievery is a big talentWhy Someone Might Love Them: He’s just all sharp bones and silvertongued and raw, totally the guy who should come off dark and mysterious, but he’s a flirt and he’s grounded and has an infectious smileWhy Someone Might Hate Them: He’s a little reckless and impulsive, and he can be a total pain in the ass (especially for people like Andrus), and he just doesn’t hold back if you get on his bad side, and there’s his problem with a self-destructive habit of just really pushing those buttons that he knows will make the situation worse or just get the shit kicked out of him, just can’t keep that mouth shutHow They Change: His changes are a bit more subtle, but they’re there. The reckless, impulsivity tones down a lot, and he realizes the world will not end if he puts someone else before his sister for onceWhy You Love Them: He’s been very devoted to his little sister since day one, ready to drop everything the moment she needs him, and he’s just so willing to make compromises and deals, which really contradicts the wild, street dog persona he emits. I also love how he’s so willing to listen to his little sister, because at the end of the day, she is the one in charge and he doesn’t mind that one bit 

Full Name: (King) Aurelian Gender and Sexuality: Male and PansexualPronouns: He/HimEthnicity/Species: By technicality he’s like Indian-Romanian, but that’s not really a thing where he’s from since he’s an actual alien, and that explanation is really weird but it has to do with some lore shit and whatnot, and I’ve yet to give his species a name because I suck (this answer totally makes sense, ignore it all)Birthplace and Birthdate: I haven’t given his planet or region a name yet, but he was born about 540 years ago (his kind ages slowly)Guilty Pleasures: He’s really, really fond of naps because he never has many chances to take them, and just the idea of them sound so relaxing to him, and he’d just really like a break for a lil nap one dayPhobias: He’s terrified of not being good enough and not sacrificing enough to help his people and just not being a good enough king in general (he can’t be afraid of losing the ones he loves because been there done that)What They Would Be Famous For: Being a king of an entire planet, for starters, and probably just leading the revolution to help his kingdomWhat They Would Get Arrested For: The whole revolution thing, for starters, or being an escaped slave, or just getting into any sort of conflict in order to help anotherOC You Ship Them With: There’s actually no one presently, but I still ship him with his deceased love, Luminita OC Most Likely To Murder Them: Gem, probably, if there’s paymentFavorite Movie/Book Genre: Probably any sort of sci-fi work because he’s interested in seeing what humans thought the universe would be likeLeast Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: Damsels in distress (after all, it was his dear Luminita who saved his ass one time during a war from long ago) Talents and/or Powers: I guess his wings probably fall under this category, these big-ass, red and gold bat-like wings that allow him to fly, and he ages slowlyWhy Someone Might Love Them: He’s just such a devoted puppy, it’d be hard not to love him when he’s so ready to just be there for someone and to help out. He has a strong sense of right and wrong and understands that the line blurs sometimes, and he’s just loyal to a faultWhy Someone Might Hate Them: He’s such a sweetheart, I don’t know why you would, but probably the way he’s just really, really accepting and willing to give anyone a chance, so he plays the neutral card a lot, and he’s just not a guy who is going to argue with you, and that can of course be very frustrating How They Change: He probably won’t change all that much since he’s already so old, he’s done a lot of his changing, but there was a little bit of change while he was enslaved, he became a little angrier, if not bitter (though there can be some frequent, small changes because if there’s ever a problem with him, he’s going to work on it immediately, he’s going to apologize, he’s going to be better, he’s going to make up for whatever he did– which was probably nothing)Why You Love Them: He’s just so down to earth (this is funny because he’s an alien) and a sweetheart all around who is just so ready to help anyone who needs it, and he just really wants to save his people and would sacrifice himself a thousand times over in order to make that happen. Not to mention he has every chance to be righteous, and I’m so going to let him be because that is my shit. Long live the righteous king 

#this took so much longer than it should have #and hux took even longer than aurelian and i don't know why #but here are my babes #total opposite ends of the spectrum aside from that loyalty thing #fritz's work comes to life #asked and answered #cxernii