#maybe her family was from Rohan idk

[a-lonely-dunedain]

oh silly me, I introduced Ealwar in @rohirric-hunter's ask but forgot to add a screenshot of her!

here she is! I like her design, maybe one of these days I'll finish developing her character. also practicing making screenshots look less stiff, I like how these turned out :)

#like girl how did you fall in with the Blackwolds?? #were are you from?? [checks title] dale??? yeah no. with your issues with elves you gotta be from Bree or maybe Rohan #I think it make sense for her to be from Bree but her name sounds Rohirric #maybe her family was from Rohan idk #need to Rotate Her In My Head more #lotro #lotro oc #Ealwar

[missmielyhoran]

How my Harry's would spend their New Year's Eve

[Warning- Smut (small bit), kissing and just shit ton of fluff which idk how I wrote]

*****

Dbf!Gangleader!Harry

It was 5 minutes before the midnight, and Harry was nowhere to be seen. Beforehand, it was planned by both of them that they would sneak to the balcony of her room to kiss at midnight and watch fireworks, but now, as you roamed around your house, you couldn't find him.

You were waling past library when someone pulled you inside. You were ready to scream when their hand covered your mouth and all came out is a whimper. Then the light turned on and you saw the pair of familiar green eyes.

You removed his hand from your mouth and hit him on his bicep, making him laugh. You pouted while Harry pulled you close by your waist.

"You scared me" You whispered. "I'm sorry" he said snuggling into you more. If any of his men saw him like this they would be shocked. The most feared men and their boss snuggling and purring into an embrace of woman like a cat but he didn't care. You were his owner.

Soon enough people outside in the garden and on terrace who were invited to the party started the count down.

7..

6..

Harry pulled you close if it was even possible.

5..

4..

You brought your hands up to his cheeks and drew soothing circles on them. It was just you and him there and no one else.

3..

2..

1..

Harry leaned down and kissed you. Putting in all the passion he could. Your lips moved against his, and he tilted your head down to deepen it. The sound of fireworks going outside covered their whimperes.

He finally pulled apart to breath. Harry brought his forehead down to yours and closed his eyes to remember the moment for whole eternity.

"Happy new year darling"

"Happy new year H"

*****

Fuckboy!Harry

When Harry suggested the idea, you thought it was dumb but it doesn't hurt to try it, does it?

The incredible idea he had was to get both of you come at midnight. Rather than midnight kiss, which, according to him, was boring, he wanted a midnight orgasm.

Now, 30 seconds left to midnight, and you were close but not enough to come. The watch beside his bed on nightstand showed the passing second, and it wasn't enough.

"Fucking hell woman why can't you come today?" Harry groaned and you knew he was close.

"Maybe cause I know that I have to." You chuckled, which was cut off by a moan when Harry gave you a hard thrust.

"Fucking brat" He murmured and pulled out of you. Before you could protest he pushed you on your stomach and raised your hips up. He started pounding into you with no remorse making you scream.

The countdown started outside in the garden of Harry's frat house where the party was going on.

10...

9..

"Harry, I'm close. Please don't stop," you cried out. You were clenching around Harry like crazy and he had to think about the old woman down the street to not come right at that point.

"Wasn't planning on it" He muttered.

8..

Harry slid his hand down in front of you and started making tight and fast circles on your clit.

7..

6..

You were going frenzy, and so was Harry. The count down drowned out by both of your moans and sound of skin slapping.

5..

4..

3..

Harry kept rubbing your clit and you were about to come. He pinched your clit and that tipped you over the edge and your orgasm ran through your body like a firework.

2..

1..

The sound of the alarm was like a signal as you came around Harry, and he inside you. Harry fell over you like a limp body after.

People outisde cheered probably kissing their dates or partners while you just got life fucked out of you.

"Happy new year blue" Harry said, pushing his head into your mess of hair while his dick was still inside you.

"Happy new year Harry"

*****

Youtuber!Harry

(Many years later than the events of Baby Honey)

Surrounded by friends and family, you were sitting on the terrace. Harry, beside you, watching the countdown.

Rohan was their with his son and his new girlfriend. Your sister was with her husband, gemma was with her boyfriend and Anne with hers.

10...

Harry stood up from beside you and pulled you up with him. Your belly was getting huge, making it harder to move around. At first, you wanted to go he ball drop at the time square, but it would have been too crowded and unsafe, so Harry booked a hotel from where you could watch it.

9...

He pushed the hair back from your face and smiled and brought his hand down to your belly, rubbing it.

"I love you so much" He whispered.

8...

He looked behind over your shoulder and gave a nod, making you look over to see your sister filming with your vlog camera.

You turned back around to face Harry only to find him down on his one knee. Everyone around you was looking at you both with smile and tears.

"I will keep it short cause we are in a bit of time crunch." Harry laughed, "Y/N, you are my best friend, my girlfriend and now mother of my child." Harry started.

6...

You were crying while your hands covered your mouth in shock. "When I saw you first time even though I was with someone else, I knew you were special. I made many mistakes, been a dumbass. Made you and me both wait to have something we could have had way earlier, but for this, I couldn't wait." Harry spoke the fastest you have heard.

5...

You turned to your sister who was now beside you. "You let me do this in joggers?" You cried.

"I'm sorry" She also cried.

4...

"Miss Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?" Harry finally asked and nodded the fastest you could.

"Yes yes" You cried, "Omg yes"

3...

Harry pushed the ring into your finger and stood up, pulling you into him.

2..

He brought his hand around your cheek and leaned down.

1..

He kissed you soflty tasting your salty tears mixed with his own.

"Happy new year Honey"

"Happy new year indeed"

*****

90sRockstar!Harry

Harry was had just gave the performance of his life on the ball drop. His chest was heaving with deep breath, body sweaty from running around and adrenaline even in cold.

The countdown was about to end when Harry's eyes searched for yours. He found you standing very first like always being his biggest supporter.

He walked over to where you were and leaned down from the stage. You thought he was leaning down to hug you or kiss you but he held onto your shoulder and yanked you up on the stage like you weight nothing.

The whole croud cheered seeing that. Harry just smirked bathing in the attention.

All the boys were putting off their instruments, Mitch already down the stage beside Sarah. While Niall and Louis was chatting up some fan to kiss at midnight.

"Hi" You laughed bringing your arms around his neck. You didn't care thousands of people watching or that it would practically be on the newspaper tomorrow, you just saw him and you there.

"Hi angel" He brought his nose to your flicking it.

"The ball is about to drop" You whispered.

"I know" He replied with same hushed tone.

Soon enough the count down ended and the ball dropped. Everyone was kissing someone and you were kissing your husband, high up on stage in front of thousands.

"Happy New Year"

"Happy New Year Angel"

*****

Taglist- @harryspirate

I'm so fucking lonely. I also wanted to make out with someone at midnight, but all I did was watch AHS.

Send me requests or just talk to me here♡

I'm writing strike pt 2. I have said before I'm shit with consistency, sorry

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles fluff #harry styles smut #harry styles writing #harry styles angst #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles one shot #harry styles fanfic #harry styles x y/n #baby honey #dbf harry styles #dbf harry #dadrry #dad's best friend harry styles #dad's best friend harry #fuckboy!harry #fratboy harry smut #fratboy harry #youtuber!au #new year #rockstar!harry #rockstar!au

[starry-blue-echoes]

BeastStars AU whump concept where one of them gets injured in monster form and due to whatever circumstances, panicky monster form doesn't feel safe shapeshifting back into the far more vulnerable, defenseless human form, and so the allies with them have to get the monster form calm enough to let them treat their injuries in that form, or feel safe enough to shift back so they can treat it properly in human form, or some combo thereof.

I don't have any definite ideas for who/when/where, though it seems like a cool concept -

Maybe a turning point moment for Giorno being able to feel safe and protected around the gang on a deeper level? A more comedic tone with Rohan being the only one around to deal with Angry Wounded Peacock/Cat? Something with Joseph and Caesar maybe trying to hide something from Lisa Lisa? Part 6 gang trying to treat injured Jolyne without revealing her monster form to the guards? Idk.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO YESSSSSSSSSS

I love this possibility, and if I may also bring another thing to add to it: if they get too injured in their Human form, they shift to their Beast form as well, sort of for more protection. Sort of a double protection, the body to protect them physically and then putting them in Full Beast Brain mode to protect their minds and stop any overthinking

and while I'm not too sure about the others, I do have a really fun idea for Giorno's side of things

what if when Giorno first met Bucciarati/Narancia, he had previously been confronted by Luca, only this time he actually got hit with the shovel, maybe in the head. Giorno slightly panics, transforms, and then kills Luca somehow (I'll admit I'm tempted to throw in a bit of bumblebee for some more Floof, but if not he just tears the guy's throat out)

he flies away, but because of his injuries he doesn't manage to get very far. The head injury combined with the panic has essentially locked him in Beast form, at which he's found by Narancia :D

it takes a bit of coaxing, but eventually Narancia is able to get him out of whatever corner he's wedged himself in and sneaks him into the Gang shared house where he is inevitably found. Maybe there's a slight scuffle and argument which Really Doesn't Vibe With Giorno because usually people being very loud is really bad, but eventually things calm down and Narancia convinces Bucciarati to keep Giorno

I'm not fully sure how to get the plot going, but given the fact the Bucci Gang are a bodyguard group I don't think it would be that out there to have Polpo assign them to guard Trish

and just. As the adventure goes on, Giorno slowly gets attached. Sure they're under the impression he's just an animal, but their kindess, how they don't shout at him for existing, how they like him...... he can't help but love them back. Slowly the fog around his brain clears and he could shift back whenever he wanted but...... but he's scared. Scared if he reveals himself they'll be angry and hate him and he'll be alone again

Giorno honestly hadn't realized how lonely he'd been until he felt what a family was actually like

things only get more complicated when they're on the run. Luckily he'd been stubborn enough to stay with Trish when they were going to meet her father and was able to intervene

and then of course the soul swap happens :)

it's....... very very weird to say the least. Being in a human body is both familiar and easy but also confusing and difficult. After all, Giorno's still in the Beast Form mentality, and he can't exactly shift right now

but when he does? When the arrow goes flying his way and he has a chance to save them all?

he takes it without hesitation

#beaststars #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #golden wind #golden wind spoilers #jjba part 5 #jjba giorno #giorno giovanna #jjba narancia #narancia ghirga #jjba bucciarati #bruno bucciarati #bruno buccellati #jjba trish #trish una #sb answers #dragoninthelabratory

[thiswaycomessomethingwicked]

Here's an interesting fucked up 'what if' LotR scenario my brain came up with while I was trying to sleep last night. Something I figured you might find thought provoking as well.

Apologies for the long post, and I'll preface it all by saying I based this on the movies only - I've never read the actual books.

What if Grima Wormtongue wasn't just Theoden's counsellor, but also his illegitimate child?

It happened when Theoden was young - before he married Elfhild, and before Theodred was born. Grima was Theoden's firstborn.

He wanted to acknowledge Grima as his son, but couldn't, because this could have given Grima a claim to the throne, and his parents wanted his heir to be the child of his upcoming marriage to Elfhild, which was then being arranged. Queen Morwen made it clear that by-blow sons from lowborn country girls do not future kings make. Or, maybe Grima's mother was foreign-born (hence the dark hair) and the Rohirrim were a bit xenophobic and wanted a nice, blonde boy as their heir instead.

Theoden took care of Grima. He arranged for him to be educated, then brought him to court and gave him a good job with influence and authority - something appropriate for a King's son.

He never publicly acknowledged Grima, even in his later years, but everyone in Theoden's inner circle knew the truth.

This is why Grima became Theoden's right-hand man, and gained 'undue' influence over him. Everyone just looked at the setup and said 'well, that's the King's secret son, he's just helping his old man out, it's totally fine'.

Not helped by the fact that Theodred wasn't much interested in the business of running the kingdom, and preferred to spend his time hunting or chasing pretty girls (my headcanon), so Grima stepped into the gap that Theodred should have filled.

Saruman knew as well. He sought Grima out, whispered in his ear, persuaded him to act on feelings he'd previously kept to himself.

Grima sold out to Saruman because he resented his position, and his lack of recognition. As the eldest son, he thought he should be Theoden's heir. His parentage and birth status shouldn't matter.

This is why Grima 'assisted' Theodred's death in The Two Towers. Not just to weaken Rohan and further Saruman's plans - to get rid of the competition - the half brother who had everything he didn't.

It's also why Grima had his eye on Eowyn. Not just because she was young and beautiful - also because she was highborn and of the royal line, so a marriage to her would strengthen his claim to the throne. Think Henry VII of England marrying Elizabeth of York.

It's why Grima cried when he saw Saruman's army at Isengard - he realized he was about to be party to his own people's destruction. He's angry at being excluded, but not THAT angry.

Aragorn knew, because he was around when Theoden's thing with Grima's mother happened. It's why Aragorn stopped Theoden from killing Grima on the steps of Meduseld - fathers should never have to kill their sons, even when many would say doing so was justified.

Saruman's comment to Theoden at Isengard has two meanings now. Theoden's not the only man there who's the 'lesser son of a greater sire' - he means Grima as well.

It's why Theoden offered Grima mercy at Isengard, reminded him he was a man of Rohan, asked him to come back, instead of just writing him off. One last appeal from father to son.

It's why Grima attacked Saruman - one last moment of loyalty to his father and his King.

I freely admit this is all totally whack, but if it's okay to write a story where Aragorn meets Harry Potter, why not an AU like this?

I might actually try to write this one day, just for shits and giggles :)

So first, I love all of this and I am here for Bastard Son!Grima. He's out here to have conflicted emotions, a desire for a Family and Acceptance, hurt everyone around him, and to make some of the world's worst decisions.

Also, I feel like there's no need for things to be, idk, "believable" in fanfic re: premise. The whackier the premise the better - because then the characters have to react and it's a fun challenge to be like "so how would Theoden, as we know him, react in this situation wherein he's been betrayed by his son who he loves but also never really was able to demonstrate that to" etc.

and tbf we know literally nothing about Grima's background aside from his father's name - but that can be smudged/a reference to a grandfather/whatever (also Galmod means lust/desire so Grima being a by-blow resulting from Theoden's desire...) - so this is no more crazy than literally anyone else's theory on the matter.

Naturally I think you should write it! I would read the heck out of it.

<3 <3 <3

#grima wormtongue #lotr #lord of the rings #theoden #ask #reply #anon

[callmesumi]

Headcanons for JJBA characters? 🙏

oh yeah sure!

Notes: I headcanon that MIH created the new universe and the Part 1-Part 6 Universe still exists, just wiped the characters memories of it, like all of them. Except Emporio. This explains, spoilers ahead, headcanons for Emporio’s and some others!

Hol Horse from Part 3

somewhere it mentions him being from Eastern Europe whether in a novel or something, but I headcanon he’s Greek-American.

Comes from a semi-big and wealthy Greek family of 5 siblings, 3 sons (including him) and 2 daughters. He’s the youngest (of the sons) and only his sisters are stand users

Has a kid somewhere, I just have no idea where exactly, maybe in Cario or somethin

Was born on December 13th (which is conveniently National Horse Day in America), 1966 which makes him 26-27 during SDC

Trish Una from Part Five

Had a stepfather at one point who was from America. Wasn’t that nice of a guy

Her grandfather on her mother’s side was still alive during Part Five and told her stories, died in 2004 :(

Similar thing to Doppio and Diavolo with two minds inhabiting one body. Except ✨she✨ Was the evil one, we all Stan a evil pink haired stand user. Or at least I do, wasn’t that evil anymore at the end of Golden Wind

Green spots appeared in her hair whenever she got really pissed

Married Giorno at 20. Yay.

Hates Dislikes Mista because he’s stinki

Erina Pendleton from Part One

Was from a small, wealthy family of 4, including her. One twin sister, a mother and a father.

Had a sort of birthmark in her hair were there was a brown spot, as she got into her older years that spot became black.

Could play the violin thanks to her twin

Had a pet cat named Jacquelin, idk

Planted flowers outside her house for some reason

Rohan Kishibe from Part Four

From an average sized family. Divorced parents and 2 siblings, a pair of twins. He was the oldest and the trio were all stand users, only his mother was a stand user though.

Was just always that weird. Wouldn’t cry in the day and all week but at the most random time on Tuesdays as a baby weird

His sister lives in France as a fashion designer and his brother lives in England as a ex-mangaka and a current novel writer. So yeah, pretty successful family.

He got his weirdness from his dad

Suzi Q from Part Two

Was raised as an orphan at an orphanage. Was quite quiet as a kid.

I don’t really know what else to say except from the fact she was an only child.

Emporio Alnino from Part Six

Secco’s kid, do- don’t ask.

True stand is called Turn Down For What which he awakened somewhere late 2014 to early 2015.

His mother dabbled in fortune telling before being sent to prison for unknown reasons, and was killed.

Has a fascination in Greek mythology, tarot cards and baseball.

Emporio’s is kinda outdated!

#Trish Una headcanons #Emporio Alnino headcanons #Suzi Q headcanons #JJBA headcanons #Rohan Kishibe headcanons #Erina Pendleton headcanons #Hol Horse headcanons #Part Five HCS #Part 3 HCS #Part 6 HCS #Part 2 HCS #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo headcanons

[band--psycho]

The Only One Who Ever Could-Aragorn x Reader

‘So idk why this idea came upon me hahah I'm sorry it sounds so chaotic. But what if Sauron had a daughter he didn't know of? What if she's a strider herself, immortal one, and she falls for Aragorn as she helps to destroy her father and the ring. ‘ Request by one of my absolute faves @little-diable , It’s quite long, so I apologise..I got a bit carried away but I hope you enjoy this my love!❤️

Y/ns POV

 I felt like I was standing in the eye of a hurricane.Silence. that’s all that surrounded us, apart from the sound of the rain as it dreaily fell from the sky, it seemed somewhat apt considering what was about to unfold. My eyes looked out into the distance, locking on to the flickering flames of our enemies as they approached ever closer. I scanned over the faces of the men of Rohan only  to see fear and apprehension (which was entirely understandable), before my eyes landed on a young boy, no older than twelve. I couldn’t help but notice the little sparkle of hope that twinkled in his eyes. I wondered what he must’ve been thinking of, was it his parents? His siblings? His favourite memory from before the world began to darken? I had a few thoughts rushing through my brain as our enemies got even closer, the main one being Eowyns words from earlier, no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t seem to shift them from my mind. ‘You do not command the others to stay. They fight beside you because they would not be parted from you. Because they love you’, I doubt she knew how accurate her words were, nor how it sent a rush of jealousy straight to my heart. I do not know when it happened, I couldn’t pinpoint a day when I began to fall for Aragorn, it just gradually happened over the years we spent as Rangers together,  not that he knew. He was completely oblivious to how I truly felt, mainly because I’d never let him see it. Gimli and Legolas loved him like a brother, but me, I loved him in a different way all together, but I daren’t show him that. I wouldn’t risk the years of friendship we’d built. He deserved to be happy, with someone worthy of his love, maybe that was Eowyn. The other thought was a somewhat overwhelming feeling of dread, as I heard the clanking of metal and heavy footsteps draw near. We could all die here tonight. We Could die here tonight and he’d Aragorn would never know the truth, but maybe that was for the best. There was something oddly poetic about that, something that I thought could only ever be in stories, not in real life.And if we lost this battle, this world would fall back into the darkness it was in before. There would be no joy left in the world, my father would see to that but I was going to do everything in my power to make sure he didn’t crush the goodness that was still in this world.  I was dragged from my thoughts when I heard the shout of the Urukhai. This was it. Men, elves, a dunadaine, a dwarf and a maia, against at least ten thousand Urukhais. It was torture, stanidng there, listening to the Uruks growl as they taunted us with the sound of their weapons coliding with the ground or the hitting of their own armoud, again and again and again. At the sound of this, everyone on our side got their weapons ready. A sea of archers and swordsmen all awaiting the fight. Without warning an arrow was shot, hitting an Urukhai directly in the neck. As soon as its body hit the floor, there was a chorus of growls, signaling the beginning of the battle as they ran towards us. I took a deep breath, readying my daggers, before glancing over at Aragorn, my heart hammering in my chest as our eyes met and he gave me a quick and reassuring nod.  

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

I felt my heart swell as I noticed the boy from earlier run straight into his mothers arms, a smile beaming on both of their faces. The odds had been stacked against us and if it wasn’t for Gandlaf and the Rohirim maybe our fate would’ve been different but by some miracle, we’d won. We’d won the battle. This one at least. There was an even bigger battle coming, we all knew it, but for now, I only felt relieved. My eyes landed on Aragorn as soon as he entered the room, I was going to go over and talk to him but I thought better of it when I saw Eowyn embrace him. So I limped off to a quieter part of the old fortress, where I didn’t have to pretend that seeing him with her didn’t break my heart. I was happy for him. Happy that he’d found someone in this world that could make him happy. I was foolish to think we could ever be anything more than good friends, after all being Saurons daughter wasn’t exactly helpful, not that I was anything like him, nor was I ever like him..but that type of a title is hard to shake off; That’s why I became a Ranger,  it was quite a lonely life, but I think sometimes we both preferred it that way, or we used to. The only reason we travelled together was because we both knew it was always better to have someone watching your back and neither of us wanted to become like the other members of our family. I knew the truth about him and he knew the truth about me, he accepted me, despite my  family; but I knew now that that was only as a friend, not as a lover.  

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was sitting in the quieter part of the fortress, dabbing the cut on the side of my leg lightly. At first, I thought it was just a small cut, while I was fighting I’d barely even noticed it, but that must’ve been the adrenaline clouding my mind because it was quite a deep cut. 

“You’re hurt,” Aragorn stated, catching me off guard entirely. 

“It’s nothing, I’m fine,” I reassured, involuntarily wincing as I dabbed the cloth on the gash.

He sighed softly, shaking his head  as his hands gently grabbed the cloth from mine. “Let me.” If I had the energy maybe I would’ve argued, but I was too exhausted to even try, even if that meant allowing him to see the more vulnerable side of me I’d tried so desperately to hide over the years.  It was peculiar that his rough hands were so gentle as he cleaned and bandaged the cut, once it was done I expected him to go but he didn’t, he just stared at me like he was trying to work something out. 

“What?”I asked him, my voice full of confusion as he moved slightly, so he was now sitting next to me. 

“We could have died today,” he pointed out, staring off into the distance. 

“But we didn’t,” I reassured him, playfully nudging him. I saw a small smile creep onto his face, but it was gone as quickly as it arrived. 

“Aragorn? What’s wrong?” I asked him, wondering if this had something to do with the daunting realisation of the next battle. 

“I thought you’d died,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper as his eyes continued to look out into the distance. “You were right behind me one second and then, I couldn’t see you anymore and I thought you’d died.” I knew exactly how he felt. When the Urukhai blew up part of the weaker part of the fortress, I thought he’d died. I tried so desperately to reach him but there were too many Urukhais surrounding me for me to get the chance.

I turned to him slightly, so I was now facing him, “But I didn’t and besides this cut, I’m perfectly-” before I got the chance to finish that sentence he crashed his lips onto mine.I didn’t know what to think, I was so confused, I thought he was with Eowyn. Before my mind got a chance to process what was happening, he pulled away, sadness filling his eyes as confusion filled my own. 

“Why do you look so confused?” he asked, avoiding my gaze.

“You’re with Eowyn and you just kissed me,” his gaze met mie as soon as I said those words. 

“I’m not with Eowyn,” He answered, furrowing his brows slightly. His answer made my heart begin to hammer in my chest. 

“You’re not?”

“No, I think she has feelings for me, but my heart belongs to somebody else already.” I knew it was wrong to feel as much joy as I did when he said those words, but I couldn’t help the small smile that came upon my face, giving away just how I really felt. 

“And who might that be? Who’s stolen the Rangers heart?” I asked coyly, my smile turning into a smirk. A chuckle escaped his lips as he pulled me closer towards him gently, minding the cut. 

“The only one who ever could,” he whispered, our lips now inches apart from eachother.I swallow his words with my lips and I can feel him let out a sigh of relief against my mouth as our lips molded together in perfect synchronicity. His lips were coarse, as I’m sure mine probably were but neither of us cared in that moment. In that moment all I could think about was him and how he’d made all my dreams from the past few years turn into a reality. 

Tagging: @glicabhainn00 @fizzyxcustard @gwen-ever @dumbassunderthemountain

#Aragorn x reader #aragorn x you #Aragorn imagine #Aragorn x y/n #Aragorn imagines #lotr imagines #lotr x reader #lotr imagine #lotr x you #Lord of the rings imagine #Lord of the rings x you #lord of the rings x reader #lord of the rings x y/n #lord of the rings imagines

[solarwriting]

airless

— bolin (lok)

summary: y/n deal with the loss of her bending after her encounter with amon

request: Hello! I was hoping to request a Bolin x (female) reader? Where she’s Tenzins oldest daughter and she can airbend but maybe Amon kidnaps her and takes her bending??? And maybe she already has her tattoos and that’s a problem because technically she can’t airbend???? And maybe Korra gives it back in the end??? Idk I’ll leave it up to you! i hope your have your a great day!!!💞 - @thefluffypancake

genre: fluff, angst

wc: ~1.2k

warnings: fear, uhh there are flashbacks that are italics, unedited

listen to: my favorite part - mac miller, ariana grande

y/n whimpered as she rose to a stage, cheers of amon’s equalist followers booming in her ears. she tugged at the chain as amon spoked to korra, testing her. baiting her to come and face him. so he could, ultimately, remove her bending. she cried and amon step toward her, his voice booming over the theater as he spoke, “the avatar needs to be reminded of the power i posses. let’s start with the oldest.” he placed he thumb on her forehead, right on her arrow tattoo. 

y/n had just arrived in the southern water tribe with the rest of her family, to visit korra as well as her gran gran, katara (also so her father could give korra the bad news about teaching her). y/n jumped off oogie before he even landed, using her airbending to aid her to the ground. she threw her arms around korra, who laughed in response and hugged her back. “you got your tattoos!”

it was y/n’s turn to laugh, “yeah! i finally convinced dad to let me get them a few months ago!” 

y/n cried and she tugged at the chains, muffled by the fabric tied around her mouth. a flash of blue lightning hit the ground near amon’s feet before he could get to jinora. korra and mako were suddenly behind the girl and her family, using their firebending to melt through the metal. tenzin and y/n were relesed first and as soon as y/n was free, her father grabbed her and she fell into him.

“where’s pema and the baby?” korra asked as she got the chains off the other kids.

“in prison.” tenzin answered before releasing y/n and jumping in front of the two girls, blasting a few equalists off the stage. 

korra looked at y/n, “what about beifong?”

she shrugged, “no idea.” she pulled her three siblings into her before leading them into a hallway behind the stage. korra, mako, and tenzin were close behind her. “come on guys, let’s go get mom and the baby, okay?” 

“prison break!” meelo cheered before running down the corridor. y/n smiled at her brother, looking up a her dad who looked at her sadly.

“dad, i’m fine. i just want to find mom, okay?” y/n snapped, slightly agitated and extremely exhausted. he nodded sadly and followed after meelo.

“y/n?” a timid voice asked from her left.

“what is it, ikki? she asked softly as the three sisters walked down the corridor towards their mother and baby brother. 

“did he take your bending away for good? she asked, unsure.

y/n sighed, ”yeah. i think so.” ikki and jinora looked at each other before sandwiching her in a hug.

she let out a small oof at the impact but immediately softened, crouched down and hugged the two girls back. “ow, you’re crushing me.” jinora joke, causing y/n to release her grip off the girl.

"i'll be okay, girls." y/n reassured them, standing back up, " now lets go get mom and rohan, okay?"

y/n followed korra off air temple island into the pro bending gym, she hid out of sight when korra got caught. she waved to a boy walking towards her, "please, just go with it."

"yeah! k-korra, we have to go! the match starts soon. come on!" the boy said. the trio exited the gym and entered a room that looked directly over the arena, "i'm bolin by the way."

she pulled the confused boy into the room, "korra! there you are. we've been looking everyewhere for you, isn't right?" y/n hoped this guy wasn't slow, or stupid.

"oh yeah! i heard you guys playing. the fire ferrets, right?" y/n exclaimed as she looked onto the arena. bolin then introduced the two girls to his brother who seemed very uninterested and then they left to play their match.

“so, y/n. bolin, huh?” korra smirked and the girl blushed. 

back at air temple island korra, y/n and lin all lost their ending (save for korra’s airbending). y/n sat in her room, everyone else was still outside. they were trying to figure out what to do about everyone’s lost bending. a soft knock rang through her room. “y/n? it’s bolin?” 

y/n wiped her face quickly. “come in,” she spoke, her voice uneven. 

the door opened slowly. “hey.” he said softly. he came up to her bed slowly. she nodded and moved over so he could sit with her. she laid her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her.

“i love you.” she said softly.

•

a few days past and everyone was in the southern water tribe, hoping katara could help korra and everyone else who lost their bending. katara entered the main room where everyone sat and delivered that bad news.

korra left with mako following quickly after. tenzin hugged y/n softly, "dad, i'm okay. i'll be fine, i promise." y/n pulled herself out of the hug and went outside. "i need some air, i'll be back."

she want sure how long she stood in the snow before she heard distant shouting, "y/n! y/n!" korra was speeding towards her mako following behind. "come here! i want to try something." she said, almost completely unfazed by the running while mako behind her was struggling to catch his breath.

korra grabbed y/n's face and placed her thumb on her forehead. she closed her eyes and after a moment y/n felt lighter. "okay, now try bending!"

"korra, this is ridiculous. what are you talking about? amon took it!" y/n rolled her eyes.

"no. no look!" korra explained and waterbended. "avatar aang came to me and showed me what i needed to do. so try bending!"

y/n sighed, "okay, okay!" she closed her eyes and began floating. a ball of air below her. she looked down and in her shock she fell to the ground. "oh my spirits! i can airbend!" she jumped to her feet with the aid if her bending and threw herself on to korra. "you beautiful genius!" she grabbed korra's face and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

korra laughed and pulled the girl into a proper hug, "you're welcome, y/n."

behind her y/n head her father chuckling, she pulled away from korra to see everyone standing watching the scene unfold. "i think it's time to go home."

•

back home korra gave lin back her bending as well as all the other benders affected by amon.

y/n sat meditating with jinora when she felt someone behind her. "bolin. you know i can't focus when you're watching me." her eyes still closed and she could hear jinora stifle her giggles.

"i know but can you be done? i wan to show you something." he said sheepishly.

y/n stood up and turned to look at him, "what do you want to show me?"

"come on." he angled his head in the direction he wanted you to go. y/n laughed and let him lead her to a hill on the island. a picnic was laid out and pabu chittered excitedly when the two of you came into view.

y/n stop walking and looked at bolin, who looked at her confused. she smiled softly at him before grabbing his collar and pulling him into her. their lips collided with such a force y/n almost fell back. she used her airbending to keep her up until bolin grabbed her. he guided her to the ground she she rested on the blanked, he kept on hand on her cheek while he held his weight with the other. she pulled away with reluctance, they were both chest to chest and breathless.

“should we eat now?” y/n asked, sitting up.

•

notes: i don’t know how to end things but i hope you enjoyed! this was fun to write and i’m excited to start writing again! send requests if you have any and have a good day <3

#bolin x reader #bolin #lok #tlok #tlok imagines #lok imagine #the legend of korra #legend of korra imagines #atla imagine #avatar the last airbender #avatar the last airbender imagine #the rise of kyoshi

[zukoscomet]

I realised recently that I never actually collated all the ideas I had about my Zutara kids so here, have some steambabies! Idk I just really like the idea of Katara and Zuko having a big family after all they’ve lost when they were young, and as an only child, I guess I kind of romanticise the idea of having siblings. 

TW: I hc that Katara would have had a miscarriage, so if that is a trigger for you then maybe don’t read on.

Shameless plug but if you wanna read more about this, my series on AO3 is roots and wings.

Their firstborn is a boy who they name Kai after Kya. His full name is Kaito but nobody who knows him ever calls him that, not even when he’s in trouble. I’m not going to go into too much context about like the pregnancy bc you can already find that stuff here. He turns out very much like Zuko physically - tall, golden irises, straight black hair, narrow angular face - but he has mixed tawny skin and his eyes are shaped round and wide like Katara. He’s born on the last day of summer in 109 AG, so because of superstition that firebenders are born in peak summer, there’s some uncertainty about what he’ll bend - if at all - but then when he’s three and a half, he makes a flame. Iroh trains him to firebend until he’s about 16, then he goes off to the Sun Warriors for a year to finish off, and he ends up a very spiritual firebender. Kai is like the dream first child - the softest boy ever to live - and when Katara and Zuko go on to have more children, he’s a really great big brother, like wholeheartedly adores his little sibs even if they drive him completely nuts about 95% of the time. He’s quite a conflicted and confused kid growing up. He’s never quite sure of what he wants in life but finally, when he’s 17, he decides that he realises that he doesn’t want to be Fire Lord and passes along the heir status to his sister. After that he joins the Sun Warriors and eventually marries the chief’s daughter, Himari, and they have two firebender girls, Aiko and Sol. 

Izumi arrives not long after her brother in 110 AG. Katara and Zuko planned to wait but it ends up that there’s barely a year between Kai and Izumi and it comes as an extra shock as Katara didn’t figure out she was pregnant again till like 18 weeks in. Katara goes into labour early at 35 weeks and Izumi is born really small - she never completely catches up either and it’s hilarious because after successive generations of tall male Fire Lords, they get Izumi who’s barely 5 feet - but she’s otherwise fine. She’s physically a mish-mash so overall she resembles nobody especially - Katara’s hair, complexion and big round eyes, Zuko’s irises, Azula’s heart-shaped face and highly arched brow line, Hakoda’s facial features. The superstition about summer births for firebenders peters out real quick when Izumi, born in the autumn, bends blue fire at two and a half and, taught by Jeong Jeong, she grows into a prodigal master. When she’s young, Izumi is the polar opposite of her brother - feisty, stubborn, determined and whip smart - and she’s a heathen teenager but by about 15 she mellows and matures, and part of Kai’s reasoning for abdicating is that Izumi seems a better fit for Fire Lord. Izumi was always kinda apathetic to kids but at 19, she accidentally gets pregnant and has her son, Kazuo, then her daughter, Kira, eleven years later. Izumi becomes Fire Lord at 37 but she only rules for about 14 years before retiring. Since she had Kaz so young, if she stayed on the throne much longer, Kaz would also be an older man when it came time for him to inherit, so she decides to step aside and Kaz is coronated just after his 33rd birthday. 

(Kazuo takes after his Gran Gran in more ways than just his blue eyes; he’s a waterbender so Kaz is the first waterbender Fire Lord)

After a break, Katara and Zuko decide to try for a third addition and Katara gives birth - in the Southern Water Tribe, for the first time - to Bashira, four years after Izumi. Shira looks probably the most like Zuko out of all the children, even more than her elder brother does. They share the same tall and lean physique, the same long black hair, Shira is mixed but still the palest of all the steambabies and their faces are practically identical. They’re characteristically very similar, too - serious, intense and reserved. The only differences is that her hair is curly, her eyes are blue and finally, Katara gets her waterbending child. Both of them suspected that Shira was going to be a waterbender even at the early stages of the pregnancy, but it’s still super exciting when Shira tosses a wave at her elder siblings when she’s two. Katara is teaching her as soon as she possibly can but over time some tension develops between them when Shira turns out to be quite different from her mom in terms of natural bending style. Shira is very fight-oriented, she learns dao swords from Zuko and never shows as much of an interest in the healing arts, but when things blow up and eventually Shira is able to explain that she wants to be able fight like her mom did during the war, things straighten out and Katara guides Shira all the way through to mastery. She eventually moves to the South in her late teens to lead the tribe’s warriors. There, she has three children - waterbender twins Kenzo and Kenji, then a daughter named Kanna who’s a firebender like Grandpa - but the marriage to their father doesn’t last and in her 50s, she ends up in a relationship with Aang and Toph’s daughter, Lin.

Katara gets pregnant for a fourth time - planned - just after Shira turns two, but this time she has a miscarriage. Zuko was overseas when it happened so she went through it alone. Katara is devastated and resents Zuko for not being there. She knows it’s not his fault but she can’t help her emotions and that makes her feel even worse so she just shuts down - stops doing her Fire Lady work, stops spending any more time with Zuko and their children than necessary, won’t let the rest of the family visit them and spends most of the day lying in bed. Zuko doesn’t know how to help her so initially he decides to give her space to grieve however she feels she needs to, but it just deteriorates until one day Zuko suggests that maybe they should both go to therapy or marriage counselling or something because it can’t go on like this. Katara just completely loses it at that and ends up yelling at him all the things that she’d been bottling up over the last couple of months. Katara says some awful things and she’s expecting Zuko to take it poorly, hence why she kept it all inside up till now, but Zuko just accepts every bit of it and after that, she’s finally able to grieve properly and mend.

About six months after they come back together, they decide to try again and Katara eventually falls pregnant. The pregnancy itself goes smoothly but both of them are so stressed about something going wrong like last time and the effect that might have on both of them, then Gran Gran passes away when Katara is in her thirtieth week, so the full ten months were incredibly hard-going. 

It’s a big relief when the baby is finally born on Ember Island, three years after Shira in 117 AG. They name her Lili in honour of their recent losses, since lilies can ease scars and Iroh once referred to them as lights in darkness. From the beginning, Lili is the image of Katara in every way physically and characteristically - kind, patient, gentle, but does have quite a temper if she’s pushed too far. She’s also a waterbender, though it takes her a little longer to manifest her abilities than any of her siblings, first gaining control of the water at the age of six. Lili is incredibly endearing, as both a child and an adult, and she becomes so particularly popular with the Fire Nation public that the firebending qualification to be considered an heir to the throne is reversed, so Shira and Lili are inducted into the succession. Born in the same year, Lili had a long-term relationship with Tenzin, Aang and Toph’s thirdborn, but as they grew older, Tenzin was concerned that if he married her, their children would have heritage of all four elements and degrade the chances of Tenzin producing airbenders and continuing the Air Nation. That concern resulted in a kind of on-again-off-again thing but eventually Lili sent him off with an "I don’t want to be with someone that isn’t even sure he wants me" and went travelling the world for a few years. When they’re both in their thirties though, Lili and Tenzin reconnect and get back together, eventually marrying and producing five children - Jinora, Aya, Hiro, Rohan and Kano, the elder four airbenders and the youngest a waterbender.

A few months after Lili is born, Sokka and Suki have a baby girl and when Katara and Zuko go to visit their new niece, they agree that night on a spur-of-the-moment that they want one more child. The morning after, they talk about it properly and decide it’d be better to wait till Lili was a bit older, but Katara found out six weeks later that that one time had been successful. About halfway through, they find out that they’re expecting a boy and Katara is especially excited since their son had always been more closely attached to her whereas their girls were very firmly Daddy’s girls. Sure enough, when Kallik arrives in 118 AG, he’s a big Mama’s boy and remains so his entire life. Apart from his curly black hair, Kallik is the spitting image of his uncle, to the point that Hakoda says that seeing Lili and Kallik together is like seeing young Katara and Sokka. Kallik is the hardest to handle out of their children - loud, playful, mischievous and an exhausting troublemaker. All of the siblings fight like cat and dog but Kallik and Izumi are by far the worst, on the level of one walks into a room and the other is like “And I took that personally” and they never seem to grow out of it even when they’re both old and grey. Kallik is the only nonbender in the family and initially he struggles with this a bit but he spends a lot of time hanging out with Uncle Sokka, learns dao swords with Shira and Zuko, and by the time he hits his teens, he comes to view it more as something that sets him apart from his siblings. When he’s 18, he goes to join the United Forces and he stays in service till his late thirties, when he meets Ren, another serviceman from the Northern Water Tribe. After beginning a relationship with him, the pair settle in Republic City and end up adopting two daughters, Kirima and Alasie.

About a decade after Kallik is born, it seems like things are kind of slowly drawing to a close as the kids are getting older - Kai is 19 and has left home, Izumi is 18 and living away in Republic City while she studies at university, Shira is 14 and already talking about moving South the first chance she gets, Lili is 11 and wanting to go Northern Water Tribe to train with the healers there, and Kallik is 10 and dreaming of being a great military commander like Grandpa Koda and Uncle Sokka - when suddenly Katara starts to get really, really sick. Zuko is absolutely terrified, thinking that there’s something seriously wrong with his wife, but after some deduction, it turns out that Katara is actually pregnant again. The relief at realising she’s not dying is short-lived and the reaction from both of them is basically holy shit holy fuck we are too old for this our other kids are practically all grown up now we are done with babies we can't seriously have six children what are we going to do. There’s a lot of discussion, especially since Katara is 43 by then and the risks for her to be carrying another child are higher, but they ultimately decide to go through with it. Ironically, it’s the easiest of all her pregnancies and when Katara delivers a baby girl in Republic City in 128 AG, there hadn’t been a single complication to speak of. Iroh had passed away two years earlier, devastating the whole family but Zuko in particular, but the baby is born with his irises - a darker gold - so they name her Ilah. Her eyes are big and round like Katara’s but other than that, Ilah resembles her Grandma Ursa most strongly, with her thick chestnut-coloured hair and slight, delicate facial features. Naturally, Katara and Zuko think all their babies were the cutest baby but Ilah is probably objectively the cutest, with her big honey-coloured eyes, chubby cheeks and soft little curls.

Inevitably, since Kai, Shira, Lili and Kallik had all either left home before she was born or did so when she was still a little girl, Ilah gets a lot more concentrated attention from Katara and Zuko. She’s completely spoiled and doted upon by the whole family, including her elder brothers and sisters who visit her as often as they can manage. Since Izumi still lives in the palace permanently as the Crown Princess, she and Ilah are close, but Ilah ultimately ends up being closest with Izumi’s son, Kaz, who is only a year younger than his aunt. Ilah was even in the room when Kaz was born, though it wasn't an intentional move. Zuko was supposed to be watching Ilah when things got intense with Izumi’s labour but things escalated from 0-100 real fast and Katara didn't have time to hand Ilah off, so she stayed tucked in a sling on her mother’s back as Katara helped her eldest daughter to deliver her own baby, somehow sleeping through all the noise and commotion. Ilah and Kaz end up more like a brother and sister or best friends than an aunt and nephew, though Kaz always calls her Auntie Ilah when he’s teasing her. Ilah is perhaps the shyest around strangers of her siblings, uninterested in celebrity and attention, but she’s the most adventurous, determined and creative, interested in science and invention from an early age. Growing up, Ilah felt a little pressured by the renown of her family, especially when her firebending turned out to be just about average in power, but when she’s 12, Ilah figures out that she can combustionbend. From there, she applies her bending abilities to science and when she leaves home for university, she invents the combustion engine at age 20. The rest of her adult life is spent travelling virtually non-stop, working on innovation projects for the different nations. She never has children, on the account that it would be unfair to expect a kid to move around as much as she does and she’s happy enough with her numerous nieces and nephews, but she eventually marries her long-time girlfriend Li-Mei, an Air Nomad tasked with searching the world for new airbenders. 

#zutara #katara #zuko #katara x zuko #avatar: the last airbender #steambabies #momtara and dadko

[morwensteelsheen]

for the character meme: faramir and cassian

yaaaaaaas thank u 👑👑👑

Faramir

How I feel about this character

Oh boy. Yeah. So I see in Faramir what I wish I were — not just the good stuff like the pacificism and the intellectualism and the romanticism, but what I wish my flaws were too. It’s hard to not treat him as something of a literary patron saint of historians for all the incredible exposition work he’s given throughout the books, y’know? Like he has this incredibly historically-minded perspective on things, yet instead of taking it and behaving (as I tend to) in a sort of deeply pessimistic, confrontational, and defeatist way, he uses it to enable his (over)confidence. And I think that’s really brilliant and something I wish I could do. Yeah. God. I feel a lot of things about Faramir all the time, constantly torn between gender envy for him and normal, slightly furious envy lmao.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

lol whoops it’s just Éowyn lol. I am very much pro he and Aragorn shagging, if I don’t think too hard about it, but there are basically no other characters in the book who have forceful enough personalities to act as a countervailing force to some of his, uhhhh, Extremes, and I think Éowyn ends up being his [David Duchovny voice] human credential, which is lovely.

I guess I’m also partial to the Faramir-As-A-Sloppy-Bitch hypothesis which has him behaving like a bit of a fuckboy, but that’s not really shipping so much as character development? I guess?

My non-romantic OTP for this character

I’m buying him one of those awful one man wolfpack tshirts lmao, my dude absolutely does not have pals. I think he’s got loads of decent working relationships with people and is definitely charismatic when he wants to be, but outwith that……. lol

My unpopular opinion about this character

looooooool, I feel like the Faramir Is Not A Crybaby one is well trodden ground at this point, but one of my favourite unpopular opinions is that I think he’s, like, 15% more cynical than everybody gives him credit for. I think a lot of what he does can be construed as very obviously, uhhh, putting the moves on, I guess? Like I think he’s not making grand statements to Éowyn because he’s Magically Compelled To Do It, but because I think he absolutely 100% knows it’s stroking her ego. And I think playing one man good cop/bad cop with Sam and Frodo isn’t him rapidly changing his Take on the situation after getting new information, I think he’s very purposefully trying to unsettle their psychological defences a bit so he can get a better sense for what’s really going on and whether these two guys are going to end up handing Isildur’s Bane™ over to Sauron.

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon

Actually nothing super significant. I guess I think the one kid shit is nonsensical. Even without turning on dumb horny shipper brain that says 0% chance he and éowyn weren’t fucking loads, I genuinely refuse to believe that any self-respecting feudal lord would not at least go for the And A Spare, if not And Several Spares, especially if you’re Faramir and your entire family got obliterated leaving you — Man Who Was Not Meant To Hold The House Down — the sole survivor.

Beyond that Faramir gets exactly what he ought to out of LOTR (though I would have loved to have read about his misery life in the Fourth Age), and I can’t really complain? Maybe a line or two at the trothplighting in Rohan? A chat with Galadriel? idk he really did fine for canon appearances imo

Cassian

How I feel about this character

There’s no way to say this without sounding slightly unhinged, but the scene in R1 where he shoots the injured informant on the Ring of Kafrene is genuinely one of my favourite moments in all of Star Wars. It threw down the gauntlet for visceral depictions of the unfeelingness of the GFFA in a way that hadn’t really been done before. Both the OT and the PT make gestures at it (the destruction of Alderaan is a good example, as is the slightly-bungled slavery subplot in TPM), but neither really show how fucked up people can get when they’re living in a fucked up world and they never show good guys doing things that are of ambiguous morality. Cassian ends up making a (surprisingly, given it’s a Mouse™ production) sophisticated argument for how the Real World works once you get past the golden boy heroes. Yes Luke blows up the Death Star, and yes he brings Vader back to the Light — both things that are unambiguous moral goods — but the reason he’s able to do that is because there’s someone like Cassian out there taking the karmic/emotional/spiritual/whatever hit to enable the Golden Boy behaviour. And I think that’s a really beautiful, really exciting bit of narrative development for SW generally, but to also do it in the context of Cassian — who actively defends his choices? That fucking rocked. I’m bracing for impact with the new show but R1 Cassian is absolutely one of my favourite SW characters, lovely wee man.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Literally just Jyn. Actually funnily enough he’s very much like Faramir to me in that I think if he didn’t end up with Jyn, he wouldn’t have really ended up with anyone at all. Not in a weird comphet or soulmates way, just in that I think sometimes people need a very specific kind of personality to wear down their defences and sometimes it’s a very specific kind of personality.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Okay in a fix-it AU I like to think he and Hera would get along fabbo, but from a great distance, as I think each of them would prefer it. Otherwise, I’m sorry to say it but my guy absolutely does not have pals lmao. Cassian no mates rip

My unpopular opinion about this character

I don’t think he’s actually repentant for the fucked up shit he’s done. When he tells Jyn that he’s had to do stuff he isn’t proud of, he’s not saying that because he’s seeking absolution or a chance to do penance or whatever, he’s saying it because it’s objectively true. He has done some stuff he’s not proud of, but contextually I think it’s pretty clear he’s able to justify it to himself well enough that he’s not looking for redemption or whatever.

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon

I feel like I need to whisper this so the monkey’s paw doesn’t curl in advance of the show, but it would be genuinely very interesting to see him try to build an actual espionage network for the Rebellion. SW: Rebels touched on the notion of industrial sabotage (actually Mando did too, didn’t it?) and I think it would be especially interesting to see them try that out in a resistance/rebellion framework via Cassian. Let him do some covert ops organisation of workers to undermine Imperial production/supply lines or whatever.

Give me a character xxoo

#thank you!!! #god i hope the formatting isn’t as fucked up as it looks on my phone lmao #hc #asks #faramir / #Cassian / #Cassian is just bizzaro-world faramir without even basic literacy lol

[emersonfreepress]

okay so is there content that you had planned for the ROs and story in general but then scrapped cause there wasn’t a good place in the story to stick it in? and if so, can you share what it was? 👀 👀 👀

yes, definitely. *rubs hands together* oh man, you done asked THE question today xD I can't wait to get into this 😁

Academics. I almost decided to have classes and grades be a minor part of gameplay, but the more time I spent designing it the more I realized I wanted nothing to do with it 😂 I haven’t really enjoyed academic gameplay in other interactive fiction because I 1) hate having to choose between studying and interacting with awesome characters, 2) have terrible short term memory, and 3) hate school in general!! So instead I just opted to have the MC be really good at school, point blank period so I could focus on social drama and relationships instead! 😆

Physical skills. I spent literal months crafting the catering scene around setting up stats for stamina/endurance, dexterity, and strength instead of just magnetism, confidence, and persuasion. They had their own backstories with the MC’s parents being overly invested sports parents instead and I think the background choices were like... martial arts, gymnastics, and track? But yeah, I ended up scrapping it all because I was spending hours on research about those individual sports so I could integrate them into the MC’s narrative organically but like... when I tried to think of what use they would be in the actual story, I came up blank. Best decision yet, esp since it means a lot less coding!

Skin tone customization. For one, I noticed that a lot of my favorite IFs don’t offer that customization and it hasn’t impacted my experience at all. For two, I originally realized I might as well not implement it since I am striving real hard not to introduce any customization that won’t actually be mentioned in interesting or meaningful ways in-story. I don’t think it’s really all that common for real life friends (esp in high school?) to comment or compliment each other’s skin and like... when it comes from someone who doesn’t share a similar complexion or ethnic background, that type of commentary gets... d i c e y. So then I wanted to be sensitive to that but what’s the pay-off? An RO mentioning how they love your skin tone once? Awkward sentences with the MC referring to their own skin color? Idk, just wasn’t vibing with it. I’m open to revisiting it in beta or something but for now it’s scrapped.

Singing, Rapping, and Gaming as Hobbies/Talents. I feel bad about scrapping these, honestly 😂 They’re great and I really wanted to incorporate them but it just came down to already having a lot of stuff to code. Plus, I know I can write the Hobbies/Talents I stuck with far better. And for Book 2 purposes, as well!

Leo. as @sourandflightypeaches ​​ asked me about a long while ago, I had to scrap an entire RO 😢 His name is Leo, he was the nephew of wealthy west African diplomats residing in Emerson, and I love him dearly! His backstory was largely based on my mother’s childhood and the circumstances she lived through after immigrating to America. and... ok, i’m about to go on one hell of a tangent so buckle up and bear with me if you can 😅

my intention with this story, aside from writing things that I personally enjoy (graphic violence, spooky woods, social drama, romance, conspiracies 😚), is to explore greed, wealth, and how the ways people and families interact with those two things influence young people and who they grow up to be. here i go sounding pretentious af 😝 and here’s where I apply a cut for those who want to preserve a little mystery to the main characters!

With Gabe, we’ve got someone who grew up with very little stability or financial security but who has found unscrupulous methods to gain status and money, with both noble and selfish motivations.

Kile has some of that childhood experience in common with Gabe, having been in the foster care system since infancy, but they lucked out when they were adopted into massive wealth by a caring, loving couple—a couple that uses their wealth and privilege to be far more lenient and protective of Kile than is actually reasonable or responsible.

Jack comes from a prestigious wealthy family on his dad’s side who he loves dearly but there’s no getting around the fact that they love him back as much as they despise his working class mom.

Jessie is a spoiled sweet heiress (being the baby of her family and the only girl) and while she lives blissfully ignorant of the harmful source and impact of her father's income and career, she bears the weight of the expectation to fulfill very traditional gender roles, including her behavior and appearance, but also extending to her career and life plans.

Rain's wealth led to them growing up sheltered and isolated but also extremely accommodated, giving them maximum freedom and opportunity to discover and develop their personal talents and interests. However, they have almost no positive relationship with their parents who have essentially decided to give up on a kid that couldn't be exactly the accessory they tried to mold them to be—both in terms of their identity and personality.

Rupan/Rohan, at their very core, rejects everything about conformity, self-importance, and excessive luxury—which means they have never, ever truly fit in with their peers. Going full non-conformist, however, has resulted in them becoming alienated from much of their family, as well, despite them all loving each other very much. Their history with false friends and betrayals has led them to over-indulge in their vices and reckless behavior to compensate for that isolation. Sometimes, they just get in over their head and many times, they know better. Every time, it's just that the feeling of finally belonging is utterly intoxicating.

Vivian/Vincent has two extremely successful parents who didn't inherit but instead built up their wealth and they aspire to be just like them, to a degree that is well and truly unhealthy. Their mother specifically is an over-achiever and applies mountainous pressure for them to follow in her footsteps, especially academically. Vi is completely capable of achieving what their mom expects of them, but they were already an extremely sensitive perfectionist so this has made them intensely critical of themself. This is a large part of why they are such a rigid, no-nonsense person and that in turn has made them one of the most disliked people among their peers—which is a huge personal failure to them since their father is a very well-liked and socially successful person in town.

And the Emersons are peak privilege: inherent high social status, brains, looks, charisma, athleticism, and massive wealth. They could never have been anything less than extremely popular, just by virtue of their last name and the nature of the town's social dynamics and politics. And they do enjoy that privilege (esp Curt lol). However, it should go without saying that being so high profile, even (or maybe especially) just in the isolated scope of your hometown, isn't always a boon. Their family's and their own perceived failings are widely discussed and privately mocked and/or celebrated. Real friends are scarce while fake ones and snakes are plentiful. Plus their dad is a gigantic dickhead who sees his kids as extensions of his own status and reputation and not much else. Public shortcomings make for an unbearable time at home and the world outside the estate is at once overly accommodating, full of assumptions, and even subtly hostile at times—all unrelated to their own actions or character.

And with the MC, I think the narrative will make it clear there are several ways that story can go. You start off with irresponsible parents that have lost their wealth due to their own mismanagement and material ambitions—how that affects any individual MC should differ based on choices and consequences!

So why bring any of that up when I was supposed to be talking about my cut OC? 😂😂

Leo was going to be the unwelcome recent addition to his uncle’s household, the son of a brother his aunt hates for (petty af) Reasons, and she took that resentment out on him directly by restricting his access to nearly every aspect of the family's wealth. Especially material goods and living conditions. He was basically treated like the help, tasked with playing nanny for his many younger cousins and burdened with doing the homework and providing academic cover for his dumb as rocks cousin in the same grade as you all. To sum it up, he was basically a victim of trafficking at the hands of his own family with his uncle out of town enough to feign ignorance to how bad his wife was treating his nephew and his aunt going out of her way to keep him busy, at home, and isolated. This is sadly a super common form of trafficking in Francophone African cultures (although I don't think most people view it as trafficking. and I’m sure the same is true of other cultures but I don’t want to speak outside of my purview). And like I mentioned above, it’s how my own mom's (and idek how many cousins') child/teenhood went.

It’s a perspective on modern wealth, privilege and greed that I really, really wanted to tell. I am confident in saying it hasn't been explored in interactive fiction yet (though correct me—and direct me 👀—if I'm wrong) and out of all the wealth/greed explorations I came up with, it's the one I have the closest personal ties to and the strongest feelings about. The characters and plans I had for it were detailed and I'm proud of them but at the end of the day... I just couldn't find a place for Leo in the story at large.

Leo was, in fact, the last main character I came up with, when I had already designed and fleshed out the larger story and started crafting the timeline of major events. I think the worst thing I could have done for a story and perspective that I care about this much is shove it into a plot that didn't have room for it at the very base level, regardless of how well the character or his story is written. Shoe-horned characters always stick out. I didn’t want to disservice Leo by having him be the character that did nothing or could be removed from the main plot without affecting it at all, y’know? That’s so much worse than just forgoing the indulgence, imo :((

ugh.... Leooooo 😭 I'm so sorry bb, I failed youuu 😥

#lovely anon #answered #hotmess #ok I am truly so sorry for going on and on like this #writing #ch design #ty for this question it was really nice to revisit this stuff 😃 #and a nice reminder to not look back lol #scrapped

[cloveroctobers]

• JENIFER “JEN” MARLOWE •

IG Info/bio: @/justjenw1n | 220k followers | Fashion | just a LUVer who owns a lovely blog that you’re more than welcome to check out here... astoldbyjenmarlowe.co.uk 🪞🛍🪄

22 (24) (25 in 2021) years of age

From London, England

Her family has French origins

Tends to visit once a year mainly with her family

For her 18th bday, her parents also sent her to Paris with her bf that she’s been dating since she was 14

they broke up since he wanted to stay in Paris to pursue his dreams and she felt like she needed to be back home...which she felt Paris was not

Extremely close to her parents, some may say a little TOO close...

See, I feel like jen comes from a family that spoils her where her parents did everything and took care of everything for her. She had the privilege and didn’t have to work too hard to get things she wanted so that made her a little bit different than a few of her friends, hell—even her bf

Didn’t have to work until she reached her twenties

She also didn’t have too many friends because her parents felt like her cousins and/or her sibs were really only allowed to hold that title

However her parents had some sort of a soft spot for her when they allowed her to date her bf at 14 since he came from a nice background...

And to have at least 1-2 best friends...

I can’t decide if I see her having 3 other sibs with her being the second eldest, or her being the eldest with a younger sister? I can also see her being a only child too? Idk y’all can decide

Because her family is a tight knit one, she values everything they say and do...which is canon/evident

She got her thigh tattoo in Paris and even thought about asking her parents permission but her bf talked her out of it

she later showed them that night while he was in the shower. Her mother openly disapproved saying it was, “unladylike or unclean” while her father was more lenient towards it 

Her mother even scheduled her for laser appointments but this was one of the things jen was sure of, she loved her tattoo and she didn’t want to erase it from her body which led to her mother not speaking to her for about a month—even tho they live in the same household

I feel like she looks more like her dad with her mom’s hair and smile

Got into fashion due to her maternal grandmother who seemed to live a extravagant life as a old time actress, she always had and owned the finest of things

Jen loved having sleepovers there, it felt like she had her own personal Liz Taylor inside of her nan...but better!

Definitely found inspiration through Liz Taylor, Kate Moss, Victoria Beckham, and Naomi Campbell

she had no clue what she wanted to do in life (she never had to think too hard about it until now, it’s true what they say about your twenties) and she made the choice not to continue thru with uni & I’m not going to make her out to be the stereotypical “dumb blonde” I think she did well in school—so she kinda just chilled after it was all over

Her first job at 20 was probably working in retail where she learned all about the bs you put up with but she loved clothes! That never changed

So she decided 6 months into her job that she was going to make a fashion blog

she made one separate from her tumblr but kept it under construction since she needed to brain storm what exactly this blog would entail

It didn’t take too long to her to figure it out by how she wanted the blog to look then discussing pieces from celebs/models then slowly discussing her own wardrobe + advice

She didn’t immediately gain success for it —altho she did have a good 1k people follow her thru her tumblr where she also provided the link to her separate blog... but she worked/works hard at it, hoping one day it’ll get her somewhere and that maybe she can get paid for it too?

Retail fucking sucks and people are horrible twats so when she was approaching 21 she deff quit with her parents still hammering...more so her dad on what she needs to do with her life but she found happiness in her blog and no one was going to take that away from her —not even her parents

‘What’s the use of working if it doesn’t make you happy?’ She thinks but again! she has the privilege of living under her parents roof and not having to pay bills so she didn’t have to worry too much rn she knows they’d never kick her out right?

she has two bunnies named “bugsy” and “Lola”—u know the reference right?

I feel like she values the flinstones & jetsons because it was something her dad loved watching as a kid and still does , probably has the dvds showcased in her room that she watches when she feels sad

Seems like a smiley person but when she’s sad? It kinda sucks to see cause she turns into a whole different person and she always seems happy with a smile so wide that turns her eyes squinty

If she disagrees with something, she’s 100% giving her opinion whether you like it or not? Wrong is wrong. But when the shoe is on the other foot? She hates being wrong LOL or doesn’t view herself being wrong. Doesn’t take accountability well...at all!

She’s also showed her ass by being a gossiper and fake as hell with Allegra about mc with the whole, “let’s pretend like we’re there for her” if you’re not fucking with somebody just say that or SHOW it sis cause that snakey shit will come back to bite you in the ass (I forgot about this lol as I’m replaying)

she’s all “mega resting bitch face” until she breaks out into a large smile

Libra sun? + Virgo moon? + Gemini rising?

I feel like she only knows what she wants when it comes to relationships but not with the rest of life?

Lol she was very determined with levi in the beginning, explored shit with jake, (I can’t remember if that was after you/mc showed a interest in him or not in that route? I’m doing a talia/Rohan route rn But that’s kinda foul if she’s smiling in ur face and then boom goes and does what she wants but hey that’s the game right? Fck that tho) and then stood by Tim after only some time?

She wasn’t feeling him in the beginning either cause he thought she was too posh for him and snakey which he’s right to some degree but she’s also right if she finds him too immature for her liking

To you jim? Ten? Stans— Idk what their ship name is but it probably wouldn’t have worked out in the long run either because I don’t see both of them wanting to change themselves completely to satisfy the other. (Tim tried) Sure if you’re showing unhealthy behaviors and are open to diminishing that for yourself then trying to work on your relationship then that’s great! But they already started from the jump not liking each other’s personalities/characteristics....

And hey! Ofc I know people grow to like things they might have disliked about you in the beginning but you can also find yourself not fully accepting it in a relationship and that doesn’t mean you didn’t try

+ it’s been hinted at that they’re not endgame & if you love yourself some Tim not platonically then this works in ur favor. if not? Then you can keep them endgame by all means! For me? That endgame shit is a no! For those that don’t gaf about either of them that’s fine too lmao

YES I feel like they were both hurt over the breakup and it probably happened right around the holidays or either a couple of months after Christmas/New Years 2019

Jen is probably the type to keep checking up on her ex, not necessarily talking to them but finding out who they’re with now

and if it’s Tim with mc she’s definitely gossiping about the shit with erikah and Allegra or making shady tweets or posts on IG for sure

“5 outfits to wear when you run into your ex” type posts on her blog looool

She hopes if she runs into Tim, she’s looking her best and she would 80% go up to him & mc/his new girl if not mc and be all huggy with him and holding conversation before she even thinks to acknowledge mc/new girl and when she does it’s a shady convo with fake smiles

Absolutely loves watching housewives so she was prepared for that moment if it ever does come

Her parents openly didn’t like Tim which made him feel like shit since it seemed like jen never defended him in front of them but again, she values her parents opinion and always wants their stamp of approval that’s just the way the girl is/ was brought up

She owes them everything but deep down knows that in her relationship with Tim she could have been a little more understanding of his needs like he was with her love for her parents...but she’ll never admit that

Doesn’t get over breakups as easily as it may seem like her exes do in her opinion.

It sure didn’t take long with Tim to date mc/new girl months after they broke up! Which was like a slap in the face

The ex bf she spent time w in Paris who looks like Matthew Noszka is now engaged, lives in AMERICA—& of all places??? California to be exact, and just released his debut album!! She knows which songs are probably about her, it’s a nice album she screamed about it for hours into her pillow and cried for what felt like weeks

Lost her voice over that breakdown too

Her mother even went as far as sending a nasty letter to this ex bf’s new address...since ya know? jen’s dad is a private investigator & all!!! but dad had no knowledge of this being done

She’s still fond of Levi and jake but not like in love with them? Like she thought/felt she was with Tim but she still considers them her mates

Maybe in 2021 she’ll be open to dating again and hopes erikah and Allegra will be her wingwomen when the time comes BUT she’s focusing on her blog rn and it’s the best it’s ever been!

She had the show to thank for that now that she has a manager and is getting paid for running her blog now! That’s right this girl is officially employed!

“At least one good thing came from the show ;) 🧽🥐🥂” type of tweets

There’s never not a moment where she’s not connecting her posts whether thru ig or Twitter to her blog: astoldbyjenmarlowe.co.uk!!!

Both erikah and Allegra talk a little shit about that together...WHEN they DO talk, the pair only really socialize when jen initiates it but if one pisses the other off?? they’re going to gossip about it with the other forsure

She doesn’t look that tall to me? Taller than erikah? 5’2-5’5 the 5 is pushing it for me? Maybe? lol I’m still deciding between her and Allegra far as height and I’m too lazy to go back and see what I put for her

Hates straightening her hair, that pin straight look is not cute to her. She loves having waves and body to her hair

Get her eyebrows micro bladed since she doesn’t have much hair up there to begin with

Adores French cuisine, always has since she was a little girl. Bisque used to be her fav back then and all that she would eat

Loves spring season especially pastel colors when it comes to her wardrobe

The type to say one thing and do the complete opposite

I feel like she probably has a little bit of lisp and it’s not really noticeable until she says some words, she’s insecure about it and thought it had something to do with the structure of her teeth and begged her parents to get them fixed but it literally had nothing to do with them

Yet she still got colorful braces in middle school even tho her teeth were pretty straight. She didn’t have to wear them for a whole year, thank goodness

Went to speech therapy to help

Has stacks of fashion magazines even from the early 90s all over her room: her night stand, her vanity, her closet, underneath her bed etc...

Adores the Hadid sisters, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, & Georgia May Jagger

Makes the best white chocolate chip (that’s right, white not just regular chocolate) banana bread but cooking/baking? Isn’t really her thing

Early riser

Loves yellow: yellow phone case, yellow laptop, yellow room, yellow tulips, yellow shades, etc...

Getting Prada shades was probably one of the best things that happened to her, s/o to her nan for granting her this wish

Words of affirmation is her love lanaguage, this girl is a talker and a bit of a thinker too I mean duh? She runs a blog

Likes bright colors on her toes but nude and clear polish on her hands?

Loves a good mascara but she also loves magnetic lashes but is trying her best to grow her lashes out rn! Thanks to erikah for sending her some good ol’ coconut oil!

Smokey eyes? Set her up

Gets a belly ring, and two more tatts one in between her boobs and the last on her ankle & that one she shed a tear over!

Maybe she’ll start changing her physical attributes more so than the way she carries her life at first? (Or ever) She’ll cut her hair below her collarbone to the top of her chest, and maybe she’ll try a light light LIGHT brunette (she loves being a natural blonde) with blonde highlights? Who knows

loves espadrilles and wedge sandals

Loves going wine tasting and visiting vineyards, if she’s vacationing? You can bet ur ass she’s looking for a vineyard to visit

Deff a lightweight

Here’s her unpopular opinions on s2: Thought Felix was a wannabe Tim and hates the fact that he follows her, thought graham was unattractive and said so to Allegra who snickered, thought marisol’s clothing choices were rather boring,

didn’t feel 100% bad for Hannah but disagrees with the way Gary and noah spoke about her + the way Gary tried to slide back over to Hannah on her comeback episode

but doesn’t feel like Lottie is wrong for choosing Gary after Hannah left

isn’t a fan of priya but is glad she’s doing fashion since jen strongly believes in if something isn’t making u happy then u need to let it go

Thinks Hope should have won and cannot tolerate Bobby. Feels he’s WORSE than Felix,

would be open to dating Ibrahim or Carl from that szn

has spoken to Harry from s3 due to his drunkenness and actually made a friend out of him? But low key wants to get to know seb? Take that info as u will 👀

Her anthem: Michelle — SUNRISE

#litg #litg jen #litg tim #litg mc #litg oc #litg erikah #litg Allegra #litg Levi #litg jake #litg headcanons #litg headcanon #litg moodboard #happy new year lol I I’m back at it? #personally didn’t hate her but also wasn’t crazy about her after she said that shit cause it’s like? I can’t trust anything u say #yet Idk why I feel like Allegra will try to regrow herself first over jen #jen just seems like she’s stuck in her ways idk #litg2 #litg s2 #litg3 #Litg harry #litg seb

[vroomian]

I was just thinking in a Harry Potter au YRZ would be a ravenclaw LWJ would be a hufflepuff and WWX would be a gryffindor those houses just really fits them. I don't know how they would become friends though.

tbh you’re right, but they don’t end up in those houses at all.

every single lan ever has been ravenclaw, so wangji ends up there too (because he’s stubborn as hell and wants to stay with his big bro). he doesn’t really fit in, but no one notices because of his perfect grades lol. lqr is the head of ravenclaw house and the history of magic teacher. lxc is the head boy. 

yrz wants hufflepuff (most boring house!) but he gets chucked into slytherin for some reason (*cough* it’s the constant lying yrz *cough*) where people just accept him as a well educated pureblood due to his impeccable conduct and grace (instead of the grandson of a pureblood squib with muggle parents)(his brothers are also very very magical, but they don’t attend Hogwarts). he can’t talk the hat out of it because that’s very very funny to me :) (also it’s because the hat can’t really get a good read on him, due to yrz being an natural Occlumens).

wwx, the gryffindor to end all gryffindors, ends up in hufflepuff! because that’s where shije is! (plus every single jiang family leader came from gryffindor, so if wwx doesn’t go to gryffindor, maybe madame yu will ease up?)(she doesn’t. madame yu is the worst.). (the real question is: does jiang cheng follow his siblings into hufflepuff, or does he go to gryffindor to make his parents proud, and himself miserable? you decide! just know that jc would make a fucking awful gryffindor)

(the nies are all hufflepuffs, except slytherin nhs. the jins are all slytherins. including meng yao and qin su. mxy, when he shows up, is a hufflepuff. xue yang is the world’s shadiest gryffindor but idk if he’d be nearly as evil in this au. song lan is ravenclaw, and xxc is gryffindor. wen qing is ravenclaw or gryffindor, and wen ning is hufflepuff down to his bones <3

the headmaster is the mysterious baoshan sanren. the head of slytherin, gryffindor, and hufflepuff... idk! not jgs, madame yu, or jfm though, because lol headmaster baoshan sanren isn’t letting those disasters anywhere near her school.

nmj is the head boy of hufflepuff, as well as the quidditch captain.)

how they become friends... well, i think that lwj and yrz meet the same way they did in canon! yrz was studying somewhere (hiding from jzx, who wants to befriend him in his own awkward way) and bby lwj goes !!! friend shaped?? and won’t go away. yrz gives in halfway through the school year. they become friends <3. 

 wwx is still the protagonist, so he probably has a cool scar and a horrible destiny to kill dark lord wen rohan if we’re going the full harry potter immersion way. also his parents a dead? possibly? anyway, wwx drags yrz into a horrible jaunt in the forbidden forest at an unreasonably late hour. im thinking there’s some sort of super sticky charm that’s forcing them to be in skin contact (aka holding hands) for the whole trip! they only make it out by the skin of their teeth. yrz hates it. wwx loves it! they’re bffs now.

(lwj is like hisst person on my territory, but then, because it’s lwj and wwx, goes on no he’s cute, save me yrz. yrz will not.

he suffers, and so do you. that’s friendship, babes!)

 anyway, they become the new golden trio! except none of them are in gryffindor lol. yrz is in charge by virtue of not being a walking icicle who hates speaking or a horribad ideas generator with zero regard for his life

#theyukina99 #another novel of a reply by yours truly #short answers??? #i don't know her #you've got questions we've got answers #bfiasc #bfiasc au #harry potter #vrrm writes

[fmdrohan]

hello, hi ! 👋🏽  i hope this introduction post finds everyone well. ♡ i’m no one new to these parts, but for those of you who don’t know me, you can call me alé. i’m 21+, use he/him pronouns, and i’m the current typist for aria’s main vocalist, nina seo, & now, i’m bringing you all yet another muse. so, without further delay, i’d love to introduce you to brand-new creation of mine called 𝖞𝖔𝖔 𝖗𝖔𝖍𝖆𝖓. he is knight’s main dancer, sub vocalist, and rapper, as well as their currently marketed “sexy” member. outside of his career, he’s honestly just one big douche-bag skater kid that seeks cheap thrills, and who wants to do nothing more than put a smile on your face... even if causes him trouble sometimes. more info about him is below the cut, so please like this to plot ! ♡ tumblr im’s or discord by request.✨ 

𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞.

born in seoul, south korea, to a working class, christian family.

mom was a manager at a local restaurant, dad worked at a law firm.

both of them were busy all the time; they lived paycheck-to-paycheck.

he didn’t get much attention at home, so he sought it out at school.

there, he was known as a a huge “class clown” or “class daredevil.”

all he wanted was to put smiles on people’s faces and push limits.

did he end up in the principal’s office a lot? YES, that was his “brand.”

as he got older, his class clownery turned to pranks and thrill-seeking.

he also became HELLA interested in skateboarding and parkour lmao.

rohan felt as if he wasn’t living if he wasn’t on constantly on the edge.

he’s broken a few bones, endured tons of scrapes, but never gives in

this, obviously, didn’t please his mother and father... they were just busy.

too busy to reprimand him and care—rohan got away with a loooot of shit.

he didn’t start receiving discipline until he was scouted by bc entertainment.

despite his messy hair, distinct style, and overall vibe, he fit the bill somehow.

the two years he spent in practice changed him a little as a person; for better.

he found a new love in dancing, and he was naturally pretty great at it tbh.

his background made him extremely coordinated, flexible, and really strong.

his fearlessness made him bold enough to try out new moves or stunts.

two years later, he débuted as a main dancer and kept his impulses at bay.

this isn’t exactly what he saw himself doing in life, but he wasn’t mad at it.

over time, his image began to shift into sexier and “stud-lier” territory.

his outfits became more revealing and he was treated differently in public.

this... fucks him up a lot because it’s the exact opposite of how he is.

he’s just some skater / parkour punk that gives off dumb big bro vibes.

how on earth do they expect him to be portray and convey sexy 24/7?

as this is more of a “job” to him than passion, he does what they tell him to.

so long as his checks get signed and he accumulates wealth, he’s good.

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞.

as mentioned above, rohan gives off very douchey “big brother” vibes.

he’ll pick on you, tease you, pull pranks on you, etc. all in the name of fun.

he’ll go too far sometimes, and he’ll feel bad, but has “no regrets.” 😎  lol.

lowkey loooves anime and draws his own bad sketches; also into sci-fi.

underneath the dumb, douchebag exterior is just a big ol’ nerd, that’s all.

if you’re a cute guy, he’ll DEFINITELY flirt with you—taken or not taken lol.

he’s someone that hasn’t really let being an idol ruin his personal life tbh??

he still does whatever the fuck he wants within the constraints of his contract.

though, whenever he gets “bored,” he does things he’s not supposed to.

bc entertainment’s warned him of being careful not to injure himself, but...

i don’t really think he cares at this point in his career; he likes more freedom.

little random, but he loooves underground / indie rock music and rap, too.

one of those assholes that doesn’t really listen to any other idol music lmao.

to be fair though, he’s not really a massive fan of knight’s music either. 😁

he just sings or raps whatever they tell him to and rolls with the punches.

lowkey wants to take up tattooing and graffiti at some point, he’s that guy.

loooves to talk and meet new people, even if they find him a li’l annoying.

whenever he’s stressed, angry, upset, hungry... he shows it with aggression.

it’s never gotten intense much, but he’s not much of a sensitive “crier” yk.

there’s more of him for me to discover as time goes on, so that’s it for rn!

𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖙-𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖘.

no plots page yet, sry :/// i’ve been a little busy this week rip.

some ideas will be below though so lmk if they appeal to you!

one, he’s definitely known to ghost people, so... maybe your muse is one of ‘em? like, this would be locked to males in the lgbt community, but you know. give him some really awkward encounters to make him feel like shit for ditching you after tons of sweet talk. sad thing is, he’s aware of it, and it’s mostly because of his schedule, but also ??? he’s just having fun, you know. he doesn’t wanna get tied down to anything right now.

two, maybe that ONE GIRL he tried to fuck with at the beginning of his career. while he knows he’s always been attracted to men, i think he would’ve convinced himself to at least try it out with a woman to make sure he wasn’t also interested in them, too. he’s a MASSIVE flirt and sweet talker, definitely made her feel special, but like... it never really went anywhere because... he just wasn’t into it, but didn’t wanna make her mad lmao. clearly ended up in a break-up and it could be both an ugly or pretty ending imo idk.

three, i’d DIE if other muses in famed were super into skating, or anime, or really any of his interests, too, and they’ve formed a “club” of sorts? just your local band o’ dirtbags who get together and fuck shit up a little bit here and there. i feel like this could be open to anyone who shares any of his interests tbh ??? maybe closer to his age is preferred, but honestly, i’m here to discuss whatever! i’m all for compromises and shit tbh.

four, maybe someone’s he’s lowkey seeing ( male, male-presenting lock ) that he’s really vibing with, but he just can’t... feasibly reason why he should have a bf right now. he’s got a lot going on, so he’s kind of a flake, but at the same time, he doesn’t intend to be an asshole to them. they’re maybe one of the only people he’s “softer” with. can end up romantic or platonic depending on how they handle it together, me thinks!

five, a dance partner or two would be pretty cool tbh! he’s not a dancer first, so he likes to dance with other people who are passionate about it to learn from ‘em. he can handle his own with choreography, but doesn’t have his own distinct style, so he’d really appreciate all the help he can get in becoming better ig? all in the name of work!

six, maybe a person who fucking HAAAATES him because they find him really annoying and super douchey, so they just... avoid him at all costs. however, he kinda picks up on the fact that they avoid him, so he pesters them even worse, which doesn’t end well... ever. this is definitely more open to anyone tbh and we can plan as we go!

seven, flipside where it’s someone that he CAN’T stand because he finds them really persnickety, snobby, and rude as fuck. if there’s one thing he hates A LOT, it’s bratty rich kids with silver spoons in their mouths. like, if this was a “the outsiders” verse, he’d be a greaser 1000000%, not a soc. lmao. he’d butt-heads with this person a fuck-ton.

eight, however many guys wanna piece of him, he’s happy to have a catalogue of fwb’s he calls on. he’s definitely not someone who says no to a good time, and he can act like a perfect boyfriend if that’s what you want. sadly, this’ll always be a temporary game. any of these fwb’s can go in many directions and can be plotted out individually!

nine, the age old question... “who’s your ideal type?” under pressure, he said you as a joke ( because of this, it could be male or female ) and now, fans of your respective groups ship you two together all the time. it’s a little awkward, and you two haven’t really talked about it much, but here you are... at a shared event sitting next to each other. how do you handle it? what do you do? is it awkward or all in good fun?

ten, someone who kinda hates that he doesn’t really take being an “idol” all the serious. he’s got a lot of shit on his bucket list he wants to do and he doesn’t let fame fuck with that, so he’s careless. he didn’t go into this business because of passion, it’s just where he ended up. your muse doesn’t like that, and thinks people like him are lazy as fuck.

#‏‏‎ ‎* ( 유로한 ) ╱ intro. #‏‏‎ ‎* ( 유로한 ) ╱ plot call.

[anghraine]

“we also are daughters of the great” - chapter two

I wrote the first chapter as a one-shot promptfic, but ... idk, I got moved to continue it, so here’s some Merry and Fíriel/f!Faramir (among others).

Last chapter:

As she walked away, Éowyn called out,

“Lady Fíriel!”

Fíriel paused, and glanced over her shoulder. “Yes?”

Do not leave me alone here, Éowyn thought.

This chapter:

“You have already done a great deal for my people, Meriadoc—more than we could ever repay. But I would ask something still further.”

He would not have said that he’d do anything for her, the way Pippin had. But Pip seemed right enough that she was a creature of the heights. Not so high as Aragorn could be, but with a more constant and immediate force of personality alongside her gentleness. It made for an agreeable but very odd impression.

chapters: one

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For Éowyn, the remaining hours of the day passed gradually. Her thoughts dwelt on her uncle and her brother and Aragorn, and whatever doom awaited them, then skittered nearer, to her own fate, and her useless present. Her arm ached; though she could endure pain, she knew it would have made her an easy target on a battlefield—even if she could have escaped the city, caught up with the army, and fought among them. She must have seemed ridiculous to Lady Fíriel.

Éowyn shifted her weight from one leg to another. The idea sat uncomfortably with her. Although they had only just met, and spoken briefly, she disliked the idea of appearing childish or silly to her. Fíriel had betrayed admiration rather than disdain, but that might arise from pity as well, whatever she said. Éowyn did not wish to seem weak to anyone, and certainly not a gentle, composed lady of Gondor—and the last of Cirion’s line, no less.

At least Fíriel had been true to her word; not long after their conversation, two healers appeared to lead Éowyn to her new, east-facing chambers. So she stood there at the window, gazing at Mordor and worrying, while the minutes crawled slowly by.

For Merry, however, everything seemed very fast indeed. 

One minute he had been watching Gandalf defend Théoden even as the terrible Ringwraith king descended, throwing all but Gandalf himself from their horses. Dernhelm rose, still defiant, and Merry’s horrified gaze fixed on him—her—Éowyn? Éowyn, so fair and valiant! Gandalf or no Gandalf, he had known suddenly what he must do. He stabbed his dagger into the wraith’s knee, and Éowyn drove her sword into the wraith until it shattered.

The Lord of the Nazgûl disappeared into nothing—Éowyn collapsed—Théoden was weeping over her, and Merry too, while a chill numbed his right hand and crept up his arm. It was Gandalf who insisted Éowyn was alive, and ordered her and Merry carried in a rush to the Houses of Healing. Everything grew colder yet, and hazy, until he could scarcely move and scarcely see. Before he quite knew what had happened, he fell asleep.

His sleep was unpleasant: cold and grey, filled with terrible voices that whispered of the dead he had not saved. Some of the voices sounded like the king of the Ringwraiths and he kept stabbing at it, then remembering that the Barrow-dagger had broken. They were all dead, Pippin and Éowyn and Théoden and, somehow, Gandalf and Strider. But no—that didn’t make sense—he couldn’t quite remember—

Another voice joined in, and even in that icy dream, it surprised him.

“Awake,” said Strider, in the commanding way he had sometimes. 

He sounded very far away. Merry couldn’t see through the mists, or pinpoint the source of the call.

“Awake,” Strider repeated, even more firmly, and Merry felt a growing warmth, driving the cold off. Even his hand no longer felt numb, and he couldn’t hear any voice but Strider’s.

“Merry.”

Merry opened his eyes. Strider stood nearest him, pulling his hand back from Merry’s head, but Pippin was there, too, alive and well but for his anxious face, and Gandalf just behind him. A mildly sweet fragrance filled the air about him. Just the smell of it made him feel better. And starving.

“I am hungry,” he announced. “What is the time?”

“Past supper-time now, though I daresay I could bring you something, if they will let me,” said Pippin, his voice a little unsteady. Now Merry could see that Pippin had acquired armour, too: a chainmail hauberk made of some black metal, and a black surcoat over it, embroidered with the symbol of a white tree. He had never looked more like the Thain he would be someday.

“They will indeed,” said Gandalf. “And anything else that this Rider of Rohan may desire, if it can be found in Minas Tirith, where his name is in honour.”

Well, that sounded very nice.

“Good!” Merry said. “Then I would like supper first, and after that, a pipe, if Strider will provide what is needed.”

“Oh?” said Strider.

“I had some of Saruman’s best in my pack,” said Merry, “but what became of it in the battle, I am sure I don’t know.”

Strider looked sternly down at him. Really, he was bigger than anyone had a right to be. Maybe he’d drunk Ent-draughts at some time or another—though Éomer was nearly as tall, like Boromir had been, and Merry couldn’t imagine either of them doing it at all. 

“Master Meriadoc,” Strider said, in his severest tones, “if you think that I have passed through the mountains and the realm of Gondor with fire and sword to bring herbs to a careless soldier who throws away his gear, you are mistaken. If your pack has not been found, then you must send for the herb-master of this House. And he will tell you that he did not know that the herb you desire had any virtues, but that it is called westmansweed by the vulgar, and galenas by the noble, and other names in other tongues more learned, and after adding a few half-forgotten rhymes that he does not understand, he will regretfully inform you that there is none in the House, and he will leave you to reflect on the history of tongues.”

Merry blinked.

“And,” Strider added, “so now must I. For I have not slept in such a bed as this, since I rode from Dunharrow, nor eaten since the dark before dawn.”

Guilt jolted through Merry and he seized Strider’s hand, kissing it. 

“I am frightfully sorry. Go at once!” he said. “Ever since that night at Bree, we have been a nuisance to you. But it is the way of my people to use light words at such times and say less than they mean. We fear to say too much. It robs us of the right words when a jest is out of place.”

Strider’s scowl dissolved into one of his rare smiles. He said, “I know that well, or I would not deal with you in the same way. May the Shire live forever unwithered!”

With that, he bent down to kiss the top of Merry’s head, then left with Gandalf. As soon as they were gone, Pippin started to laugh.

“Was there ever anyone like him? Except Gandalf, of course. I think they must be related.” 

Now entirely perplexed, Merry just stared at him.

“My dear ass,” said Pippin, “your pack is lying by your bed. He saw it all the time, of course. And anyway, I have some stuff of my own. Come on now! Longbottom Leaf it is. Fill up while I run and see about some food. And then let’s be easy for a bit. Dear me! We Tooks and Brandybucks, we can’t live long on the heights.”

Merry thought about it—about Great Smials and Brandy Hall, and Meduseld and this monumental city, about their families back home, and Boromir and Éowyn and Strider. Aragorn.

“No,” he agreed. “I can’t. Not yet, at any rate. But at least, Pippin, we can now see them, and honour them. It is best to love first what you are fitted to love, I suppose: you must start somewhere and have some roots, and the soil of the Shire is deep. Still there are things deeper and higher; and not a gaffer could tend his garden in what he calls peace but for them, whether he knows about them or not. I am glad that I know about them, a little.” Then he shook his head, clearing it. “But I don’t know why I am talking like this. Where is that leaf?”

Pippin’s armour clinked as he climbed off his stool and produced the pipe and leaves. Merry almost laughed, himself, at the sight of him, looking as near a fine soldier as any hobbit could be, but with a pipe in one hand and a little pouch of Longbottom Leaf in the other. His face must have spoken for him; Pippin wrinkled his nose and ran off to get some food.

By the time that he returned, Merry was truly ravenous, enough that he didn’t think to ask much of anything until he’d swallowed half of the meal in front of him. Then he slowed, new thoughts jabbing into his mind.

“Lady Éowyn,” he said. “Do you know what happened to her? Is she—”

“Alive,” said Pippin. “Strider brought her back, just like you. She is resting not far from here. The king and Éomer are seeing to their people, I believe.”

Merry relaxed, but Pippin had hardly spoken when his brows drew together.

“What is it?” Merry asked. 

“I don’t mean to be ungrateful,” he said slowly, “but I wish he—Strider, I mean—Aragorn—I wish he could have gotten here just a little earlier.”

Merry chewed, then swallowed. “Why is that?”

“So he could have saved Lord Denethor,” said Pippin, his face clouding over. “I swore myself to his service, in return for Boromir, and … well, because I wanted to. He fell leading the retreat against the Black Riders; he and the Prince were the only ones who could hold the soldiers together, and he got pierced by an arrow. The healers kept him alive for awhile, but not long enough. He died just after they brought you and Lady Éowyn here.”

“Oh,” said Merry, feeling rather blank. He knew of the Steward dimly, through Boromir’s proud accounts of his father, and through the message sent with the Red Arrow, which had struck him as courteous. But he thought of Théoden, and felt a burst of sympathy. “I am sorry, Pip. Was he kind to you?”

Pippin nodded, then shook his head, then just deepened his frown, looking bewildered as much as anything.

“He was strange,” he said. “More like Gandalf and Aragorn than Boromir, though not as powerful as Gandalf, I think. But the same sort of person, if that makes sense. Gandalf said Denethor could see people’s thoughts, even people far away.”

All right, not like Théoden.

“I think it was true,” Pippin added. “You’d understand if you met him.” He grew solemn again. “Not that you can. He’s gone, like Boromir. There’s only Fíriel left now.”

“Is that Boromir’s sister?” said Merry. He had even less of an idea of her, beyond a vague impression of her existence and Boromir’s affection for her. But he felt sorry for the unknown lady, nevertheless—all the more when he thought of how her brother had died. Despite everything that had happened since then, his throat tightened.

“Yes,” Pippin said, and thankfully, his smile returned. “I like her.” 

The words would have been tepid enough on paper, but Pippin pronounced them with so much fervour that Merry’s brows rose. 

“What is she like?” he asked.

Pippin tilted his head, thinking about it. In fact, he thought about it for so long that Merry might have poked him, if not for the chainmail.

“A bit Elvish,” he said at last. “She belongs to the heights, right enough—but isn’t so far-off, if you understand me. It’s hard to explain. You can talk to her, and at the same time, she … you can’t help feeling that you would do anything for her.”

He flushed a little as he spoke. Merry hid a smile. 

“Did you ask for a strand of her hair?” he said.

Pippin turned redder. “No! Don’t be absurd, Merry. It’s not like that. You’ll meet her sooner or later, and then you’ll see.”

Merry just laughed, more amused to see Pippin admiring a daughter of Men than he would have thought he could be by anything, a few hours ago.

Regardless, it seemed that he’d scarcely finished talking and smoking with Pippin when Legolas and Gimli came to see them, and they all walked and talked until he grew tired, and they told him of their (terrible!) adventures coming to Gondor. It was a pleasant way to spend an hour—but before long, the rest were all riding out to confront Sauron himself, in Mordor. 

Merry watched sadly, feeling very alone, and fearful of what might happen to them all. Pippin’s young friend led him back to the Houses of Healing, saying something meant to be reassuring, but Merry barely heard it. And in the Houses, the hours rushed inexorably on, while Merry tried to calculate the army’s progress in his head, for no messengers came, and nobody seemed to know anything about what was happening out there. But the more the time passed, the closer they had to be getting—and here he was, doing nothing.

As dreadful as he felt, it seemed like he’d only just turned around when he realized it’d been two whole days. They wouldn’t be in Mordor yet, but they’d be making progress, unless something else had gone wrong.

“Master Meriadoc! Master Meriadoc!” 

Merry turned to squint at a servant of the Houses. He’d mostly been left to his own devices, apart from the healers who insisted on examining him every day. 

“Yes?” he asked.

“If it is no inconvenience,” said the servant, “there is someone who would like to see you.”

“See me?” repeated Merry. He couldn’t imagine who would feel the slightest interest in him, except perhaps Éowyn, and he gathered that she was still recovering. “Who wants to see me?”

The servant straightened, looking proud. “The Lady Fíriel, master. She is waiting here in the Houses now, if it pleases you to speak with her.”

Merry didn’t know whether to take this as real concern for what pleased him or not, or just part of the people of Gondor’s odd way of talking.

“Well—certainly,” he said, baffled but curious. 

It wasn’t like he had anything better to do, anyway, and he didn’t want to be impolite, particularly not to Boromir’s sister. He trotted after the servant towards a wall overlooking the gardens, where a few healers and recovering soldiers were walking to and fro. He didn’t see Éowyn among them, but he did see a woman standing at the wall. He couldn’t make out much of her beyond black skirts and black hair that hung loosely down her back; still, he felt sure that she was indeed Fíriel of Gondor.

“My lady,” the servant began, and the lady turned around.

She had a pretty face, but Merry was struck less by this than by how much it resembled Boromir’s. And Aragorn’s, in some odd way that he couldn’t immediately identify—more of an air than any particular feature. 

“You must be Meriadoc,” she said.

Merry bowed, a little awkwardly; he couldn’t think of anything else to do.

“I am,” he said.

Fíriel swiftly walked over, and held out her hand, which Merry took in some confusion. She shook his in the manner of the Shire, her face lighting with a pleasant smile that only deepened her resemblance to her brother. Merry appreciated this, even while feeling a little unsettled. She was tall like Boromir, too—very tall. The Men of Gondor generally stood higher than the Rohirrim, to be sure, but though no man, she must be taller than many if not all of the Riders. Certainly more than any woman he’d seen except Lady Galadriel.

“I am Fíriel, daughter of Denethor,” she said in a low voice. “Thank you for coming.”

The servant quietly withdrew, leaving Merry and Fíriel all but alone, her gaze fixed on him. He repressed the impulse to dust off his borrowed clothes, unable to escape the feeling that her clear grey eyes saw everything there was to see about him. That, perhaps, was what reminded him of Aragorn: both the colour and a keen, intelligent attention. 

“You are, er, welcome,” he said. Even to himself, his tone seemed flat and strange.

“Perhaps you would walk with me, unless the exertion is too much,” said Fíriel.

“Oh, no,” Merry said, then flushed. “I mean, it isn’t.”

She gestured towards the steps that led down to the gardens, a certain gentle command in the gesture, and they walked together on the greensward, among the early foliage. After a minute or so of silence, she said,

“You have already done a great deal for my people, Meriadoc—more than we could ever repay. But I would ask something still further.”

He would not have said that he’d do anything for her, the way Pippin had. But Pip seemed right enough that she was a creature of the heights. Not so high as Aragorn could be, but with a more constant and immediate force of personality alongside her gentleness. It made for an agreeable but very odd impression.

“What is it, my lady?” he asked, hoping he didn’t sound rude.

“I am a healer, of sorts,” said Fíriel, which did not at all surprise him. “I have often worked in these Houses, and I wish to help those whom I can. I just met with one of these people, a person recovering in body but not in spirit, and I hoped you might be able to assist me.”

More puzzled than ever, Merry said, “Well—if I can help—but I don’t quite see how.”

“You accompanied the Lady Éowyn to Minas Tirith, I believe,” she replied. 

All at once, his confusion cleared. “Oh! Yes. Is she the one you’re trying to help?”

Fíriel nodded.

“I would like to help her,” he said frankly, “but I still don’t see how.”

“I know very little of her,” Fíriel told him. “I thought you might tell me more, so that I might better understand her malady, if you can without breaking her confidence.”

Merry was already nodding, now eager to comply. Despite how little he knew or understood Fíriel, he felt a sudden conviction that this gracious lady might indeed be able to help, if anyone could. 

“I don’t think there were any confidences,” he said, thinking it over. “Except as Dernhelm, of course, though she still didn’t tell me.”

“Dernhelm?” said Fíriel.

“That was the name she gave when she brought me with her,” said Merry, realizing how little Fíriel—or anyone here—would know of the story. Nothing, really.

So he took a deep breath, and told her everything.

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Notes (LOTS OF NOTES)

1) One minute he had been watching Gandalf defend Théoden: One of the underlying ideas of the verse is that canon Faramir wouldn’t be there to exercise his vaguely supernatural command over “men and beasts” in the retreat across the Pelennor, which has multiple consequences, but one of them is that there’s no pyre preventing Gandalf from joining the battle. He suggests in LOTR that he would have been able to save people in the battle if not for the pyre.

2) “I am hungry,” he announced: much of this scene is taken from the book, but of course without Merry’s mourning of Théoden.

3) a chainmail hauberk made of some black metal, and a black surcoat over it, embroidered with the symbol of a white tree: taken from the earlier description in the book.

4) Éomer was nearly as tall, like Boromir had been: UT says Éomer was of like height with Aragorn, inheriting the trait from his Gondorian grandmother, while Boromir is described in Fellowship as only a little shorter than Aragorn. In another note, Tolkien says that Aragorn would be at least 6′6″ (so potentially even taller!) and Boromir, “of high Númenórean lineage,” 6′4″. Very tall indeed to a hobbit :)

5) he bent down to kiss the top of Merry’s head: in the book, he does kiss Merry before he goes!

6) he and the Prince were the only ones who could hold the soldiers together: one of the other consequences of no canon!Faramir to do it. The fic assumes that Denethor’s avoidance of battle wouldn’t extend to a situation where he’s probably the only person who can lead against the Witch-king/Ringwraiths (with Imrahil needed for the sortie). 

7) But the same sort of person, if that makes sense: while Denethor is obviously not a Maia, we do hear in ROTK that “Pippin saw a likeness between the two,” and also that Denethor is more reminiscent of Aragorn than Boromir. 

8) I like her: Pippin’s instant love for Faramir in the book is carried over to Fíriel here.

9) A bit Elvish: in ROTK, Faramir is described as “one of the Kings of Men born into a later time, but touched with the wisdom and sadness of the Elder Race”

10) you can’t help feeling that you would do anything for her: genderbent version of “he knew now why Beregond spoke his name with love. He was a captain that men would follow, that he would follow, even under the shadow of the black wings.”

11) “Did you ask for a strand of her hair?” he said: one of the things that’s always entertained me about this verse is that Pippin’s love for Faramir basically becomes a scaled-down version of Gimli’s for Galadriel.

12) they told him of their (terrible!) adventures coming to Gondor: I didn’t feel like replicating the fairly extensive conversation they have about it in the book.

13) Pippin’s young friend: Bergil does lead Merry away in the book.

14) there is someone who would like to see you: in the book, we only hear that the Warden tells Faramir that Merry would know more of Éowyn and accordingly, “Merry was sent to Faramir” and “they talked long together.”

15) She had a pretty face: Faramir is described as having a “fair face.”

16) how much it resembled Boromir’s: from ROTK—“Pippin gazing at him saw how closely he resembled his brother Boromir.”

17) She shook his in the manner of the Shire: since Fíriel isn’t in battle, I imagine that she spent a bit more time with Pippin and picked this up.

18) a pleasant smile that only deepened her resemblance to her brother: Frodo describes Boromir’s face as “fair and pleasant” in FOTR.

19) She was tall ... very tall: Faramir is described as “very tall” in TTT and elsewhere said to strikingly resemble Denethor, who was “very tall and in appearance looked like an ancient Númenorean.” Fíriel isn’t quite as towering as Faramir (who has to stoop to kiss the forehead of the tall Éowyn), but she’s still over six feet.

20) The Men of Gondor generally stood higher than the Rohirrim: this is according to UT.

21) a keen, intelligent attention: TTT—“a keen wit lay behind his searching glance.”

22) unable to escape the feeling that her clear grey eyes saw everything there was to see about him: Faramir is generally portrayed this way, but ROTK specifically says that Faramir picks up more than Merry actually says in this scene.

23) a certain gentle command in the gesture: Faramir is described as “commanding” in TTT, but also gentle throughout.

24) Not so high as Aragorn could be, but with a more constant and immediate force of personality: ROTK says Faramir has an air “such as Aragorn at times revealed, less high perhaps, yet also less incalculable and remote.”

25) “I am a healer, of sorts”: this is necessary for Fíriel to be present at all, but I also thought that a Faramir who couldn’t be a warrior would be, in some ways, freer to follow his(her) temperamental inclinations, so it seemed pretty natural for Fíriel to be a scholar/healer. It’s “of sorts” because she does have Númenórean gifts, but they’re very different from Aragorn’s kingly healing.

26) this gracious lady: Denethor accuses of Faramir of always trying to appear lordly, generous, gracious, and gentle; my interpretation is that he (and therefore Fíriel) really is those things.

#lmao it took five years to write these 3000 words #i was going to make footnotes for all the canon references but i'm too lazy rn #i'll probably go back and edit that in later though #anghraine's fic #genderbending #fíriel of minas tirith #/ #// #/// #meriadoc brandybuck #faramir #fíriel daughter of denethor #éowyn #peregrin took #aragorn #lord of the rings #legendarium blogging #legendarium fic

[botwstoriesandsuch]

Idk if you do stuff that's not x reader but could you please do something with Zelda x Yunobo??

Thanks for the ask! In all honesty, I couldn’t really think of a whole lot for Yunobo x Zelda because I’m not that experienced with Yunobo content. Sorry if you wanted a full one-shot, but enjoy…?

Zelda x Yunobo Meeting Headcanon

Link and Zelda head to Goron City in their efforts to help rebuild Hyrule after Calamity Ganon

Link needs to spend a large portion of the day with the Goron blacksmith, Rohan, in order to repair the legendary Boulder Breaker

However, he’s doesn’t want to bore the princess with this, nor leave her alone all day

So, he introduces Zelda to one of his trusted friends, Yunobo

Yunobo takes Zelda through Goron City, showing her the different shops, people, and food, just the general culture that living on a volcano has to offer

The whole time, Yunobo is super nervous. Here he is, this random Goron leading around the princess of Hyrule, from the legends of 100 years past. She must think he’s a joke, having known his great grandfather along with the other formidable Champions. 

“…and this here is Goron Gusto Shop! They’re very skilled at crafting fire arrows. A-although, I guess any arrow on Death Mountain becomes a fire arrow anyway…not that I’ve ever used a bow anyhow. B-but you’ll probably find better uses for it down below, right Princess?” 

Zelda just nods and chuckles throughout his tour. She talks about ways she wants to connect with the other Gorons, to help unite the land and revitalize the whole kingdom

Yunobo is in awe. How was she so poised and confident? Didn’t she feel the weight or pressure of being the last line of the Royal Family? Spirits above know he was always self-conscious of how he wielded the legacy of his ancestors in Daruk’s Protection

“Oh-oh, Princess! Careful, do you see those big birds over there? That’s the Eldin Ostrich, super scary…”

As if hearing his comment, the Ostrich suddenly cocked it head towards them, and started running for Yunobo. 

“AHHHHHH!! SOMEBODY HELP MEEE!”

He started running in circles, his forcefield glowing amber around him. The Ostrich simply ran off, several paces to his left

Zelda watched with admiration as the bird ran off to join two smaller, fluffy ones. A cute little Ostrich family

She chuckled, “What is it with Gorons and their fear of cute animals?”

Yunobo peeked his eyes open. “What do you mean, goro—er, princess?”

“Your ancestor, Daruk, he was a bit…shy around dogs”

“Woah, really?? I thought Lord Daruk wasn’t afraid of anything!”

“Well, everyone’s afraid of something, Yunobo.”

Yunobo sat down on the rocky ledge, pondering for a moment

“Even you?”

Zelda was taken aback, hesitant at first. But she saw something in Yunobo’s eyes and in his curious expression that told her to answer honestly

“Yes.”

Zelda sat down on the ledge beside him. Lava dripped down the edges of the volcano in the distance. The air was scorching, the aftertaste of a fireproof elixir still lingered at the back of her throat. She swallowed

“I’m scared of how I’m going to lead this Kingdom. I’m scared of making mistakes, of ruining any chance we might have of rebuilding, coming back from Calamity Ganon. I’m scared I’m not making the right choices, that I’m not doing a good job

“I’m afraid I’m going to let down everyone that scarified for the future I’m suppose to lead”

Yunobo just stared, unsure of how to process the fact that such a strong-willed princess could have fears that were so…relatable to him

“Sorry, I suppose I’m just rambling, I don’t expect you to—”

“I understand”

She looked up at him. “Really?”

He nodded, “Yeah, I feel the same, maybe not on the same scale as you, but I do.”

Yunobo fiddled with his fingers, before looking at Zelda.“If it makes you feel any better, I think you’re doing a great job leading Hyrule and all that”

She smiled, “Thank you, Yunobo.”

They stared as the burning landscape before them for a few more moments.

“…I also have a fear of pigs”

“…uh, what was that, goro?”

She sighed, “When I was a child, wild boars and pigs scared me to the point where I couldn’t listen to nursery rhymes and fables about them. Plus I ate pork out of spite”

Yunobo raised an eyebrow and stared at her, before bursting out laughing. Zelda joined him, their laughter echoing through the mountains.

#botw #loz botw #breath of the wild #yunobo #botw yunobo #zelda botw #zelda #yunobo x zelda #botw headcanons

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khkt 30.08.19 lb

delayed the fuck outta watching this coz i know half of the ep is just the suman/nishi faceoff. THAT'S NOT WHAT I'M HERE FOR OK??????

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phones exchange ho gaye!!!!!

look at her fond smile at "maa da laadla"!

lolololololol.

this is suchhhhhhhhhhh a couple fight.

oh sona, 0000 passcode. honestly.

why doesn't she turn the notifications off??????? how does she get any peace of mind????

ughhhhhhhhhhh, she is so damn cute.

lol sona, doosro ke phone mein jhaankna, buri baaaaaat. (she's hoping for raima pics, isn't she?)

pffft, it's probably 72462 - "RAIMA".

"jhooti hi sahi par tumhari girlfriend toh hoon na? de sakte ho!"

oh my heart, the smile that lit up on his face!!!!!!!! BITCH, YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

071190 - 7th november, 1990? kiska bday hai?????

OMFG IT'S HER BDAY?!?!??!?!?!?? TF ROHIT, NO ONE PUTS A CASUAL FRIEND’S BIRTHDAY AS THEIR PASSCODE, WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TRYING TO KID????? FUCK, HE’S IN OVER HIS DAMN HEAD ALREADY.

askldjasjdlaskjdlaskj just marry already!!!!!! 

she's so touched, she'll probably not snoop.

tanya was already drunk when rohan/pari entered, now toh she's 4 levels past that.

ughhhhhhhhhhh, you both suck.

"single ladkiyaan jo chahe kar sakti hain. it depends on married men ki woh kitna khud ko control kar sake."

well, we’ve gotten her philosophy towards this whole thing. she's gonna wash her hands right off this when it all comes in the open.

god he's so gross. does your wife agree and consent to this pyaar baatna waala habit of yours? no? THEN FUCKING KNOCK IT OFF. waste fellow.

great. tanya is out and rohan's gonna drop pari. i do not feel good about this.

lol nishi is back on her soapbox.

yk valiantly trying to be the voice of reason but.......... nope.

she's not wrong though. she's a good observer, that she caught sona was acting cagey.

oh boy, veena toh is ready to hand over saari jeevan poonji to sonakshi.

her joy on getting sona as a bahu though? too adorable.

you two are just so sweet and happy together. ugh naren, if only you weren't a lying cheater.

how this guy gets girls with such bad game, idk. zero intellectual stimulation. dumbass frat bro personality. would never, ever work on any of the girls *i* know.

oh sis, noooooooooo. baby girl, whyyyyyyyyy?

yeah, this isn’t a “friendly” hug at all.

this fucking dog.

(but oh boy, i feel like this is foreshadowing that he'll genuinely fall in love with pari maybe? lord i hope not. it’s gross af, in multiple ways.)

tussle over eating anda on shubh din. kahaani har (non-veg khaane waale hindu) ghar ki, kahaani ghar ghar ki.

ohhhhhhhhhhh boy nishi gave suman's appointment away based on ronakshi's lie. re devaaaaaaaaaaaa.

god she's so stinking cute.

study tips from dr. surgeon.

“waise meri biology kaafi achchi hai.”

i would sure to heck hope so. you shouldn’t be cutting into ppl otherwise. 

i mean, i did want him to teach her biology, but i must admit i had something else in mind entirely.

"toh kya hua, saath padhke phir seekh lenge."

WHY IS HE SO CHARMINGGGGG?!?!!?!?! AND NOT IN A FAKE WAY EITHER (*side-eye at rohan*), IN A COMPLETELY SINCERE MANNER. HOW TF IS A GIRL NOT SUPPOSED TO FALL FOR THIS SHIT????

THIS IS SUCH A JANE AUSTEN THING, WHERE THE GUY WANTS TO ACTUALLY SAY "I CARE ABOUT YOU, I THINK I LOVE YOU" BUT INSTEAD ASKS ABOUT HER FAMILY INSTEAD.

"sonakshi, pyaar mein chote-mote jhoot chalte hain."

uhhhhhhhhhhhh, kaunsa pyaar? you're just pretending, remember? ghar-ghar khelte khelte bhool gaye ho kya?

sona’s face is saying so much. she knows he’s saying all these things unintentionally, not exactly knowing what he’s implying. she Knows, and she’s trying to will her heart into staying strong and not fall for the words.

ohhhhhhhhh boy. aunty, you just had an angioplasty, pls calm the fuck down.

lmao mangal aur sukar ki dasha.

oh god nishi Knows. she's gonna blow this all up to heck.

damn, people skillz toh hain. kabil-e-tareef.

LMAO NOW SHE'S WORRIED ABOUT RAHUKAAL.

my godddddddddd, masterful how nishi's not giving out any new info or lying, but completely conveyed her point to suman. if only she used her skills for good and not evil.

yeh phenka shaadi waala bomb aur dhamaaaakaaaaaaaaa!

omg nishiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. staaaaaaaahp.

this is legit me during any spoken conversation that lasts more than 3 minutes. information overload and the fervent need to go home and lie down.

face off between sassy mummies.

oh lord. make it stop. this is all going to be a hugeass disaster.

the only way it can only be made worse if raima, her annoying mom, and those two annoying friends, all came into the pooja/party jauntily tap-dancing.

damn nishi is a petty but classy bitch. but so damn petty.

#kahaan hum kahaan tum #khkt lbs #episode liveblogs