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mxgilray · 3 years

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Loki Season 1 Thoughts

Overall, I really liked this series. It has some issues without question, but I sincerely don't think it's the dumpster fire so many viewers on this site treat it as. Did it go how I expected? Not at all? Did I enjoy the heck out of it and look forward to it every Wednesday? Hell yeah!

Loki's Good Guy Personality

A big complaint many have had with it is how much Loki's demeanor has changed and how his emotional growth feels rushed or his personality is ooc. Truth is, he saw his entire future, saw what his angry, power hungry, I-work-alone persona would get him in the end, and it snapped him back to reality. He has always been shown to be quite emotional and craving attention and lacking in self assurance, it's just in the past movies he's masked it with violence and fake narcissism, and he's always been a secondary character so his perspective is rarely shown. But if you really pay attention it's obvious he isn't truly villainous; we all know that, it's largely why he has such a huge fan base.

Right after meeting Mobius, Loki got an infodump of his future, saw his parents both die, found out that free will means jack shit, and learned he's absolutely powerless in this realm. On top of that, this is 2012 Loki, fresh off of being under Thanos' control, suddenly being shown that the guy who controlled him is going to end up killing him. Frankly,, I think it all broke Loki. He was too shook up by it all and by the sheer helplessness he found himself in at the TVA that he let all his barriers down momentarily. Just long enough for him to open up to Mobius about his motivation and his lack of self confidence. And you know what I bet? Loki felt relieved after talking to Mobius. A weight was lifted, because he bore his heart to someone and wasn't rejected or laughed at or treated like a psycho. And after letting his walls down fully, Loki didn't feel the need to put all of them back up. He stayed guarded around other people, but he didn't need to pretend around Mobius. Mobius has seen under the mask, so Loki doesn't feel pressure to perform as an all knowing, all powerful God around Mobius. That freedom is life changing.

People who gravitate towards broken, pseudo-villain characters do so because we relate to their internal conflict, their mental illness, their need to fake it around everyone close to them. Their turmoil and depression and self destructive behavior are familiar and we see ourselves reflected in their actions. Now, when a person really truly let's their guard down, drops all their layers of facade, and embraces themself, they tend to change demeanor and even personality pretty drastically. It's jarring in real life, so of course when it happens to a fictional character who you usually relate to it is going to be jarring, maybe even more so because it feels like a change you yourself would never go through. I know this sounds bad and people might get at me for it, but...

I believe the issue here is that a large part of Loki's fan base doesn't want him to get better. They don't want him to move past his mental illness, to learn how to cope with anger and disappointment in healthier ways, to be happy. They like his damaged persona, they like the internal conflict. Maybe it's because they're still at that low place themself and feel like a relatable character is getting taken away from them, maybe it's because they don't understand how much being at peace with yourself can alter a person and to them it feels like he's been changed too much. To those of us mostly on the up and up from battling depression and mental illness, it's comforting to see Loki getting a chance to be genuinely happy and accepting of himself.

Sylki and Lokius

First things first, I'm not anti anything. Ship what you want, idc. Personally, I do not see the Sylki dynamic as romantic, but I get why people read it that way. I thought the series did a good job of showing unrequited love, namely Loki falling for Sylvie and Sylvie feeling zero romance towards him. This was aware of his attraction and in the end used it as a distraction so she could get the upper hand. The show played up the potential romance because we are viewing things from Loki's perspective and he's become smitten as a kitten. I do think in the long run they'll have a more sibling-like dynamic, one Loki realizes that you can feel extreme love and care for a person without it being romantic. I enjoyed how the show explored their relationship, though I do wish they hadn't had every character under the sun mention their moment on Lamentis-1 like it was some big deal to bond with someone you're about to die with.

I'm bitter towards the development of Lokius. It had a strong start in the beginning, and in ep 5 had some potential reignited, but then they had Mobius not know who Loki is at the end. I'm still hoping they're playing the long game with this ship and that it'll come to fruition partway through season 2. The chemistry is there, and Mobius knows Loki very intimately and isn't put off by his past. Loki also feels much more at ease around Mobius than he does around Sylvie. It's the comfort of a deep loving bond with Mobius verses the nervousness of a new crush that he feels for Sylvie.

I don't think Loki is quite aware of his feelings for Mobius, simply because it's based in friendship and mutual respect and isn't a hot and heavy lust. Plus, as soon as he was away from Mobius he was thrown into a near death experience with Sylvie and developed a surface crush during their heart to heart. Since Loki's still figuring out what genuine feelings are beyond anger and sadness, he sees the simplistic crush he has on Sylvie as love and the intimate bond he's been forming with Mobius as friendship. He doesn't understand his own feelings yet, but I think he'll figure it out next season. I mean, he was probably already rethinking his feelings for her after she kissed and betrayed him, mentally kicking himself for expecting her to not pull a Loki betrayal like he would've in the past.

The Time Variance Authority

I really like the concept of the TVA, the structure of it, the methods they use, the deeply fucked way they recruit employees, the cult like motto, shady Miss Minutes who is definitely playing her own long game, and the blind acceptance TVA agents have of the Time Keepers' will. It's all very well done... until your dig into the core, aka He Who Remains. They built up the idea that the Time Keepers created the TVA to prevent a multiverse war and that they created agents to enforce their will. Then the creating agents turned out to be fake, the Time Keepers were fake, I expected the reason for the TVA's existence to be fake to. It felt too simple to have it genuinely exist just to keep the multiverse in check. Why the anonymity, unless it's to keep from having agents target and prune versions of himself which.. songs like a decent solution. HWR made it sound as though the multiverse war was just a bunch of versions of himself screwing shit up, so why isn't the TVA's focus on eradicating every other variant of this guy? Sounds a lot easier and nicer than fucking with the free will of every other living being. So either Marvel made a bad call when choosing what HWR's motive was for creating the TVA, or he was lying about it all to cover up something sinister.

Overall Storyline

I'm fairly happy with the plot as a whole. There were some pacing issues and I think a few missed chances for deeper conversations between various characters. While I enjoyed the Loki variants, I honestly would've been happier seeing Tom playing most the variants (except Kid Loki and Classic Loki since they are clearly different age ranges). If there is supposed to be one sacred timeline, it seems off to me that Lokis would be allowed to vary so extremely without it causing a nexus event(an alligator, whose nexus wasn't that he's an animal who obviously can't do any magic much less command Thanos' army, but that he ate someone's cat) and not just in appearance but in life path (ie boastful Loki collected all the infinity stones but it wasn't till he had 6 that he caused a nexus event even though him gaining control of the Soul, Power, and Time stones should've each caused nexus events since on the sacred timeline he never interacts with those 3 and taking any one of them would've fucked up a lot of other timeline parts)

I love the display of Lokis raw power, and 2012 Loki coming to the realization that he's way more powerful than he ever thought. And it wasn't just Classic Loki who spent thousands of years alone honing his skills, 2012 Loki reversed time on a goddamn falling building! I also liked the small magic, the fireworks, the tablecloth blanket, Loki yanking Sylvie away from HWR with just magic.

As someone who is both bisexual and genderfluid, I would've really loved more concrete representation. The comment about there never being another female Loki hit me in the gut; it undermined the Easter egg "Sex: Fluid" on Loki's TVA file. With how big a deal Sylvie being female was made out to be throughout the season, I expected her gender to play a key role in taking down the head of the TVA, like it was foretold that only a female Loki could end it all or some shit.

I don't mind the idea of Loki finding love in a straight passing relationship. I don't even mind the selfcest all that much. It just feels so obvious to me that Sylvie is written as not having any romantic inclination towards Loki, while Mobius is clearly written as falling in love with someone he shouldn't and trying to maintain an heir of professionalism to keep from wrecking his bond with Loki. I really really hope they come through on season 2 and give Lokius the canon relationship and proper representation they deserve.

Mmkay I thinks that's all the thoughts I've got right now. If you've been feeling cheated or clowned by how things went this season, maybe my perspective of things can help ease your pain.

#loki spoilers #loki series #loki #mobius m mobius #sylvie laufeydottir #lokius #sylki #tva loki #time variance authority #marvel #mcu

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i-simp-for-gintoki · 4 years

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Visiting Yuji in Tokyo

“yuji x reader where she was childhood friends with yuji and its basically the friends to lover sort of thing? and basically reader is visiting tokyo and meets up with yuji for the first time in months?? bonus if gojo and megumi are there :)”-anon

Damn its either super short or long no inbetween huh? Sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted! Some of the characters are little ooc (when are they not when i write them-).This turned out much much longer than it needed to be

You and Yuji have known each other since kindergarten

He’s such a sweet kid its always really fun to hang out with him

You guys play lots of video games together and are basically inseparable

Constantly reading manga or watching anime its great

Your parents disapproved of you hanging out with a dude all the time but you could care less

Why should you only be friends with your own gender? Thats so stupid

You always wondered about why yuji had such great strength and speed but he says he was just born that way

Hes just built different

Around middle school his grandpa’s health had dropped and was moved to the hospital

You did your best to make sure yuji stayed in good spirits and often visited the older itadori with him

He’s not the best at wording things but hes always there for emotional support

Maybe it was around 7th grade you noticed something was different around yuji

Like he himself hasn’t changed but whenever you look at him your heart just melts

Your thoughts or compliments seem more filled with love for him and thats when you realized you started to fall for him

Thinking the crush would go away you didn’t act much on it

Oh what a fool you were

Around 8th grade yuji had started acting kinda weird around you

He’d be much more easy to fluster and tenses up for a second if you ever make contact

You confronted him about it and cue the very awkward and middle school like confession

“I really like you!

You were so happy you confessed back and said that the only reason you didn’t before was because you feared to ruin your friendship

He says even if he somehow didn’t like you back that something like that wouldn’t effect anything

From then on you guys are such a wholesome couple

All the cuddles

No fancy dates just casual arcade or movie sort of things

His grandpa gave him a hard time but approved of your relationship

Throughout 8th grade summer and the beginning of highschool everything was going great

But a few months into highschool lots of things happened

Yuji’s grandpa had passed away, he and his friends in the exorcist(?) club had gotten hurt and after that night he had weird markings on his cheeks right below his eyes

And to top it all off now he was supposedly moving to tokyo??

“Yuji why are you moving away? My parents would gladly take you in you know”

He tells you he can’t explain why which breaks your heart

“Who are you staying with then??” he stops for a second and it pains him to lie to you. “A distant relative of mine, he works at a private school and thats where i will be going from now on.”

“But what about us?”

And so you guys decided to do a long distance relationship

Every night when you can you call and chat for hours

But thats not enough

You want to be held or hold him, you want to just cuddle or atleast be in the same room

It pains you to have a relationship through a screen and you grow respect for those who do

Trust isn’t an issue since you know yuji wouldnt even think to cheat at all

Probably doesnt even know what the word means

But after a few months you decide to go to tokyo for a few days

With the help of your parents you rent a room in a hotel and head there

Were just gonna pretend your parents are super super chill(and slightly uncaring like my parents would never let me) and lets you go to a whole city by yourself for several nights

You were super nervous and excited

Its your first time visiting a huge city like tokyo and its gonna be the first time you see yuji in months

Itadori was super excited that you were in tokyo

So excited that he got lost trying to head to the hotel you were staying at

After an extra hour you guys finally meet

He walks through the hotel lobby doors and gives a smile and a wave

In an instant you tackle him in a hug which he GLADLY hugs back in

After just holding each other for a while he decides to show you around

Hes still clearly learning the area himself but he’s very excited to show what he does know

“The place over here makes amazing sushi! Oh! And over here they sell little action figures! Oh oh and over here the steak is kinda bad but its cheap so its worth it! And-” you could only smile as he pointed in random directions with one hand, the other was busy holding yours

Buying food from a bunch of random vendors and wearing silly getups you guys take loads of pictures

Tons of hugs and cheek kisses

Yes its frowned upon to be touchy and stuff in public in japan but honestly you guys could care less

The sun was setting and you guys were currently sitting at a park munchkin on some crepes when you turn to him

“Yuji, do you think i could visit who your staying with? I’d hate to impose but i just wanna know if your in good hands”

His chewing pauses

Its not like he didn’t want you tell about jujutsu

But he doesn’t want you to be apart of that world, he wants you to stay as safe as possible with no harm ever headed your ways

With him being a vessel for sukuna gojo had told him that he and his friends could potentially be targeted

Theres a reason sorceres put up cloaks when engaging in battles and its so normal civilians can continue living in peace without the knowledge these monstrosities actually exist

“Mm its a bit sudden and he’s out on a mis-er meeting right now so maybe tomorrow?” he says

You frown, you can tell he’s lying but he wouldn’t do it without a reason

“Fine. But Yuji. Just know that if you ever feel unsafe or want to come back your more than welcome too. There will always be a spot for you at my home” you say hugging him

You both kinda forgot you were holding crepes and when you pulled away from each other laughed as the ice cream and sauce was smeared all over your shirts/jackets

He walks you back to the hotel and says goodnight with a kiss

The next two days went by in a flash

Just spending time with itadori, even if it was just sitting in silence has been the most fun youve had in months

He had showed you many places and has boughten many small trinkets for you to remember

Your phone has grown about 300 photos just from the past couple days with him

It was about midday of your final day in tokyo and so you both wanted to make the best of it

You both where sitting inside a cafe exchanging stories and just chatting when suddenly two people walked in the cafe

One was very tall and had spiked up white hair and was wearing a blindfold, and the other had spiky/messy black hair

You didn’t think much of it at first but did question the blindfold

‘A fashion choice?’

Turning your attention back to yuji you gave him a soft smile as you listened to his ramblings about a manga

“I love you” you said cutting him off

Immediately his face turned red and whatever he was just saying turned into stuttering nonsense

Before he could respond he let out a short yell when someone placed a hand on his shoulder

It was the two dudes who walked in from earlier

“So this is what you’ve been doing.” “Fushiguro! Gojo sensei!”

The shorter one who looks yuji’s age started talking about how it wasn’t good to turn his phone on mute and go out the whole day

The tall one gives you a wave

“Sorry to interrupt your date but we gotta take yuji away for a bit” he says grabbing yuji’s collar

“Wait who are you guys?” you ask and they pause to give short introductions

“Fushiguro Megumi.” “Gojo Satoru, nice to meet ya miss girlfriend” “How did you know??” Yuji says making gojo laugh

“Its pretty obvious, you didn’t do much of a job hiding it” he says pulling yuji a little bit more.

“O-Oh im L/n Y/n, nice to meet you” you say realizing you forgot to introduce yourself

As the three chatted along with each other, you sat in silence as you tried to remember where you heard gojo’s name from

‘Oh yeah, he’s the one who yuji described as his relative. Even if it was really fast since he tends to change subjects whenever i ask’

“Wait Gojo? White hair...blind fold..are you Yuji’s relative?” you ask making both of them pause

They both turn towards yuji who gave a sheepish smile

“Thats me, im his mothers little cousin” Gojo said, a very quick and random asspull

“So why does he call you Gojo-sensei instead of uncle…Satoru?” “Well if im his moms cousin that would make me his cousin once removed wouldn’t it? And he calls me sensei since im a teacher at a school he goes to”

“And what about you?” you ask the other boy

“A classmate.” he says in a very short and uninterested tone

“Welp lets go” Gojo says dragging yuji but he quickly resists

“Wait wait! Sensei can i please stay? Today is her last day here and i don’t know when i will be able to see her again”

The teacher and student stares at each other for a long time

You have literally no clue what the blindfolded man could but thinking its so hard to read him

Then again you just met him so

Gojo sighs and lets go of yuji

“Just this once, and only because im the greatest sensei you’ve ever had. Lets go megumi. See ya miss girlfriend” gojo says walking away with a wave

Megumi looks surprised but follows him “really?” “Yeah yeah its fine, its only a couple of grade 3’s anywa…” as their voices faded when they left the building you gave yuji a look

“Are you going to get in trouble?” “im probably going to die in training…” “huh?” “nothin”

The rest of the day you guys hang out and its mmm

Yuji would be such a good boyfriend hes so wholesome

When its time for you to part he give you a big hug, kiss and ‘i love you’

You do the same and tear up a bit

With one final photo you head back to your home town

You make it a mission to visit tokyo more often and yuji tries to visit you whenever he can from then on

#itadori yuji x reader #itadori yuji #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #i swear if the tags dont work imma be really annoyed lmao #jjk x reader

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mangolover · 3 years

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First Light of the New Dawn (Masamune Date x reader)

Title: First Light of the New Dawn

Fandom: Ikemen Sengoku / Ikesen

Pairing: Masamune Date X gn!reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: fighting, blood, major character death

Spoilers: none i think

Word Count: 1000+

Description: Only loose end left before you can go back home is him. Tie up that lose end and you can finally be free and on your way home.

Enjoy!

Something different again.

Honestly, been going through a lot of shitty stuff lately so this was kinda my way to let out some bad emotions.

One of the reasons I haven’t been writing at all, I’ve been too busy with the mess in my head.

Honestly, this could be a bit ooc, but I really love this and I love this man so feel free to tell me what you think.

Caped in shadows casted by the light of the moon, you made your way to the hidden temple, your mind running as fast as your legs carried you. Dressed in all black, only the silver from your armor and the sharp sword glistening and giving away your presence. But you didn’t fear a sudden attack. He was a man of his word.

The roots of the high trees tried to stop you, almost wanting you to fail and to stay here. But their voices fell on deaf ears. You had no intention of failing and you are certain that you will be off in the morning, having Sasuke already waiting for you at the meeting place.

Finally, you spotted it, there was a small light peeking from it, welcoming you and informing you that he had come. You slowed down to a stop in your tracks and pulled down your face mask, taking a deep breath and letting the chill of the night freeze your thoughts and fears. It was time, there is no turning back now. Take care of the last loose end, that’s the only mission right now.

Inside you saw the silhouette of the man you hoped to see. His back turned your way, he almost looked like he was asleep, sitting crossed legged with his two sharp swords next to him on the floor. You stop before him and carefully watch his every move. As much as you hated to admit it, a plant of doubt and second thoughts had it’s roots still deep in your mind. He turned his head to his side, his dark brown hair with lighter tips now splashed in the orange and red hues of the small flame by the wall.

“You really came lass” his voice still a melody to your ears, leaving you with almost a nostalgic feeling.

“I too am a person of my word, Date” a cold reply fell out of your mouth, attempt to rid yourself of that weed in your mind.

A small chuckle rung out in the air, if he turned to the side without eyepatch you were sure you would saw an edge to his sky-blue eye. He got up slowly and only picked up one sword in his right hand.

“You’re not going to use both of them?”

“You wanted a fair fight.” He was right, he was far more skilled than you, but deep down you knew it wasn’t fair. If only he wasn’t so stubborn,

Finally turning around to face you, a graceful smile tugging on the corners of his lips, but a dangerous glint like a pure fire of the One-Eyed Dragon staring you down. You finally pulled out your sword, cutting at the roots of that annoying plant. You are at the point of no turning back, finally reap what you sow.

“I hope you’re prepared” you wanted to say you’re sorry, but that would be your heart speaking and right now there was a war in your being, Masamune only being caught in the crossfire.

“Show me what you got lass.” You finally smiled, you both were quite unpredictable, but you were ready to kill or to die trying and that would give you an inch he didn’t have. Still victory wouldn’t just fall in your hands.

Rising your swords, you were the first one in offense, but your strike was quickly blocked by impressing skill, a loud metal clang ringing around you. But you knew how to stand your ground after almost a year of training in secret with Sasuke.

Both of you tried to strike the other one down, both of you repelled the other’s sword. Exhaustion started to set in, both of you breathing heavily but neither wanting to back down.

“I must admit lass, you’re much better at this than I expected” after what seemed like eternity he finally spoke again.

“I’ve got nothing left to lose. I am going back in the morning” you finally laid out your reasons to him.

“It’s alright Y/n” finally your name was spoken, “we both knew you would go back in the future one day. I just hoped it wouldn’t be this soon.”

You had to grit your teeth to prevent yourself from crying. A quick glance cast upon the small window told you that sun was soon going to be out, wormhole losing its patience along with you.

You let out a battle cry, startling Masamune before you finally got the upper hand, knocking his sword far away on the floor and bumping him with your shoulder square in the chest. He lost his balance and fell to the floor, letting out a silent sigh as you pointed the tip of your sword to his neck.

The blade reflected in his eye, soon washed away by calmness, a storm finally coming to an end after extinguishing a fire. The dragon has admitted his defeat and awaited the price he had to pay.

All the time you spent with him has flashed through your mind, all the dates, all the feelings you felt, all the distant nights spent together.

“I’m sorry Masamune” a clear regret was evident in your voice.

“Thank you, lass, now go and be free” Masamune knew you were doing him a favor, after all he wouldn’t be feeling the pain caused by your absence. He gave you his blessing and you smiled, a tear sliding down your cheek and falling on his chest right where his heart was, his armor not protecting it anymore.

“Rest in peace Masamune Date, you shall be missed, but never forgotten.” Your blade struck down, blood splattered like rose petals in the air, a scene so sorrowful, yet so morbidly beautiful.

You stuck both his swords in an x outside of the temple, your sword next to the fallen warlord. You extinguished the flame before leaving a note next to the sword and taking Masamune’s horse to arrive to Sasuke on time, leaving behind the hidden temple where the One-Eyed Dragon of Ōshu has met his demise in the first light of the new dawn.

Finally, you were free and on your way back home.

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damonelenafanfics · 4 years

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Delena Fic Rec:

This is the hardest thing I’ve ever posted here lol.

Forever Mine: The night Damon Salvatore met Elena Gilbert changed the course of their destinies forever. But just as the future made itself known, the past caught up with them to destroy it all. Together on the run, Damon finds himself falling for this girl. Hard. But, Damon Salvatore doesn't love and he won't let her change that. No matter how much his soul...his body begs him to give in.

A Woman’s Worth: AH/AU–Love hurts. This story takes on a literal meaning when Elena is a victim of abuse by her boyfriend. A journey of the silent sufferings of a girl with no one to turn to and unwilling to ask for help. Enters Damon, a social worker determined to rescue a damsel in distress and falling for her along the way. What is he willing to sacrifice in the end to save a girl he loves?

Tomorrow: Will you be there beside me if the world falls apart? And will all of our moments remain in your heart? Will you be there to guide me all the way through? I wonder will you walk by my side and follow my dreams? With the Nazi reign of terror at its zenith, Damon and Elena form an unlikely friendship in WW2 era Czechoslovakia.

Where the Fireflies Dance: Elena just wants to forget. She moved away for college, and is trying to make a life for herself, when her roommate invites her to her family's ranch for a summer that could change Elena's life. Damon Salvatore is a flirt. But the only girl he's ever really loved is the daughter he's fighting for custody of. Then his sister brings home a friend for summer and everything changes.

Addictions: When Elenas' life has been consumed by addictions, can anyone save her?- OOC,AU. *WARNING* Story contains strong language, substance abuse, graphic smut/lemons. For mature audiences only. Consider yourself warned.

Breaking Point: Elena wants to learn to fight compulsion. Damon's all-too willing to help, but will either of them be able to deal with the consequences?

Crying Lightening: "I should have helped her. I should have done something. I deserve this. I deserve to die" - Damon is an 18 year old troubled lost soul with a bad reputation and Elena a 17 year old popular high school student who thought she had everything she ever wanted, that is until she got to know the eldest Salvatore and realizes that life is about more than being crowned Prom Queen! AU R&R

Casually Cruel: AU/AH/ 'You're different, not the guy I used to know' -Maybe you never really knew me- 'Yes I did'. She knew the depths of his soul, loved and accepted every part of him. Now he's lost and he doesn't think she can find him and she's not sure she wants to.

Someone Like You: You fall in love, get married, fall in love again, get your heart broken. What if it got broken by a heart surgeon that never came back to fix it? Damon/ Elena - AU/AH

Echoes of the past: Each of us has a past that shapes and defines us. Some pasts are filled with pain and heartache. Can Damon and Elena overcome their pasts to allow themselves a chance at happiness? Or will things from their past resurface to destroy their future? AU/AH Complete!

Forbidden Fruit: Damon is friends with Grayson Gilbert. When he meets his daughter Elena, sparks fly. Considering the age difference and the fact that she is his friend's daughter, he tries to fight the pull every step of the way. Will he succeed in keeping her at bay?

Held Captive: My favorite one shot I wrote last year, Re Published into a mini short story. Damon, a notorious War Lord captured the lovely, innocent Elena as part of his war games but things are not as simple as he'd thought. Set in medieval times.

I’d Kill Us Both: AU/AH For years, Elena has been married to Stefan, but in love with his older brother, Damon, who left for the Marines shortly after the wedding. But now he's back, and not hiding his feelings. Will they finally have the chance to be together? And what if someone from Damon's military past followed him back home, putting them all in danger? Is love worth the risk?

Hopeless: AU. AH. Elena has found that she likes her older sister Katherine's best friend Damon a lot more than she should. Little does she know he likes her more than he should too. Through the years things start to change between them, but if anyone found out they'd be in big trouble.

A Gentleman’s Agreement: Possible S4 idea. VampElena has shut herself away from most of her friends, and the Salvatore brothers are at a loss over what to do. She is in for seduction and romance she never saw coming, but sooner or later a choice must be made. COMPLETED.

How Never Became Forever: Elena's established rules and guidelines for her relationships. She knows how to stay emotionally detached and when to cut the cord. But then she meets Damon, who could potentially change everything. AU. AH.

Kiss Me, Break My Heart: Elena Gilbert has been in love with her best friend Damon Salvatore for years, but when he asks her to help him win back the woman of his dreams, Elena decides she's had enough. Now Elena wants to move on, but Damon's not making it easy on her. AU/AH

Pretend You Love Me: While their marriage is falling apart, Damon and Elena must learn to get past their demons or lose each other forever. AH/AU. Officially issuing an angst warning.

Auto In: AU/AH /Life is wonderfully uncomplicated for Damon Salvatore. Take accident claims as a call center rep by day, charm his way into a new bed each night. Go to work, drink with friends, sex. Simple and straightforward and fun. Until a coworker, Elena Gilbert, makes him question whether some things are worth changing for. But is he the only one who needs to let go of a previous life?

Locked In a Loveless Marriage: When Elena asks Damon Salvatore for a loan, he agrees on the condition that she marries him. What happens when she finds herself falling in love with a man who has told her he will never love her? AU. All human.

A Hymn For The Broken: AU Elena is a novelty. The only female werewolf to ever exist. She tries to stray away from the past, that turned her into a monster, but a string of grisly murders threaten, and she is called back home. Once reconnected with the Pack, and an old flame, Elena finds herself torn between two worlds. The normal life she'd made for herself, and the call of the wolf inside.

Physical Attraction, Chemical Reaction: It all started with a night of hot sex. Where things could go from there to Elena and Damon? Could they fall for each other although they don't believe in love anymore? AU/AH

Never Break the Rules: Handsome and tough, he had always done what needed to be done. He was supposed to be her knight in shining armour. He just never expected to be the one who needed to be saved… Ignoring swarming butterflies. Brushing off skipped heartbeats. Settling on lingering stares. Rules were never meant to be broken. What if there was a love that could break all the rules?

Love Lessons: New to Mystic Falls High, Damon Salvatore is both excited and horrified to find he is falling in love with his student, Elena Gilbert. But what happens when they overstep the boundaries, and their friends and enemies discover their illicit secret?

Death is Just a Feeling: "This life will be good and beautiful but not without heartbreak. In death comes peace, but pain is the cost of living. Like love, it's how we know we're alive." – Elena Gilbert ***HAPPY BIRTHDAY Short on words***

The End of Paralysis: Enter Elena Gilbert, 24, hardworking, lovely, and insatiably in love with her long time best friend, Damon Salvatore. Can she make him see that they belong together? Delena. AH/AU.

Lucky 13: AU/AH: Mistaken for a glamorous, selfish woman named Katherine Salvatore, the badly injured Elena finds that plastic surgery has given her Katherine's face, the famos Damon Salatore for a husband and a powerful dynasty for in-laws.

It’s A Boy Girl Thing: Based off the movie with the same name, an ancient curse is awakened and cast upon Elena and Damon. The results cause them to switch bodies, waking the next day in the body of not only the opposite sex, but the last person they ever wanted to switch bodies with. A hilarious battle of the sexes ensues, but eventually they wonder if they'll ever get their own body back. ALL HUMAN D/E

Somebody I Used To Know: Grieving the sudden death of their parents, Damon and Elena are forced to face their past choices and mistakes. Take a wild a journey through 20 years of their lives...together, apart and everything in between.

Sweet and Sexy Mistakes: An expert on the dynamics between men and women, Damon Salvatore knows his uptight new publicist could use his help getting a date. The only problem is, the more time he spends with her, the more he realizes he doesn't want her dating anyone but him!

To Save A Sinner: AU/AH: Damon Salvatore, the new star swimmer and transfer student at MFU, befriends the dark and mysterious Elena Gilbert, a girl the rest of Mystic Falls considers crazy. When he discovers the deep, haunting secrets she keeps from the world, can he handle the truth or will it cost him his heart and even possibly, his sanity?

Through The Ghost: Damon, a carefree soldier & Elena, a no-nonsense physical therapist at an Army base met under ordinary circumstances. Stuck between attraction and resistance, they struggled to define their relationship until fate made the decision for them. 4 years later a heartbroken Elena battles to make good on a promise when she discovers nothing but the shell of the only man she's ever loved.

Maybe Less, Maybe a Little More: Vampire Damon and Human Elena meet in a snowstorm. He wants to kill her and she is instantly attracted to him. What will happen over the next ten years? Fic for the A2A x-mas exchange. Non-canon, Oneshot, Delena endgame, rated M for sexual content and some gore. ENJOY THE DRAMA MYLOVES! :D

Do You Believe In Angels: "Damon?" She asked. He looked at her, waiting. She took a shaky breath, "Do you believe in angels?" "No," he said, "Not anymore." . . AH/AU: Two children with tragic pasts meet at a refuge. Hurt and alone, they clinge to each other to survive. This is their story, and everyone involved along the way.

Alcohol: Damon's drunk and she looks like Katherine. Elena's drunk and he smells like Stefan.

Memory Serves: Elena accidentally asks for her soul mate. What happens when magic delivers 1864 Human Damon? How will the Vampire Salvatore brothers deal? Vampire Damon is tortured by intimate memories of Elena. He feels so close yet far away from her. AU1x14 - COMPLETE -

Desperate Love: A whole different version of Season 4, without sire bonds or dead brothers. A meditation on the nature of love, free will and morality in an imperfect world, through: suspense, romance, steam, angst, and friendship. Tons of Delena as well as Stefan/Caroline/Klaus, Jeremy and Ric, too. Lemons!

The Valentine’s Day Corruption of Damon Salvatore: This is my fic in response to the prompt by Ciara 2531 for the A2A Valentine Exchange on Live Journal. As always, it's rated M for a reason...

The Best Man: Damon and Elena meet at a wedding, which ends hotter than anyone would have thought.

Insanity Is Beautiful: They called him crazy, insane even. People feared him and avoided him at any cost, even in the asylum. So what is Dr. Elena Gilbert supposed to do when she not only takes this insane monster as a patient, but falls in love with him, and him with her? (this one is only this low on the list because it’s incomplete)

#damon and elena #fic rec #fanfic #fanfiction #delena fanfiction

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mysticandskepticmuses · 4 years

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MEET Rori LuAnne* Dearing. ( Altered Carbon based original character. )

*Please note. Any use of her middle name in character will result in her losing her shit because who the fuck names their child LuAnne in the 25th century it’s so 400 years ago….

First things first, OOC, yes, this is the same face claim as I use for Saori; it’s intentional / for plot purposes w/ certain characters where that holy shit it’s like looking at a ghost trope is lots of fun so… Also, I think it’s particularly interesting in a world where bodies can be custom made and DNA is literally just a playground for scientists for there to be this freak natural repetition / recreation after 250 years. It is something that family members remark on from time to time, but it’s not something that a lot of them really pay that much attention to, it’s the oh you look so much like so and so, but since none of the living family members even met Saori they don’t realize just how identical the resemblance is. And most people that meet her wouldn’t know enough about her history / lineage to know though so. She’s just a pretty, long-legged, pierced and tattooed cutie pie. [ Any of those rare survivors from Envoy era that were at Stronghold or on Harlan’s World, or any that might have VR’ed in to a conference or something w/ Saori are totally free / encouraged to notice and react of course !!! ]

Yes, Rori is the great-great-great …. whatever many great-granddaughter of my other / latest original character, SAORI DEARING, an uprising sympathizer who lived on Harlan’s World during the Envoy war / during the time of the destruction of Stronghold. [ the battle of stronghold is widely known as the battle where the Protectorate finally defeated the evil Envoys, murderers of children and women and whole families, terrorists who used sabotage, infiltration, mass murder, torture, bombings, wide spread terror attacks, etc. etc. etc. to try and overthrow the protectorate who wanted to do nothing more than keep the peace in known space etc. ] Rori and her older sister, CLAIRE DEARING, currently know nothing about their ancestor’s involvement with / support of the Uprising – which is probably for the best because Claire would probably die of mortification and Rori would loudly and proudly blast the news from the rooftops.

Claire, written by Liz @magicandsciencemuses, is a (mostly) upstanding citizen who works earnestly to better her way of life and has a great amount of respect for the law and a more than healthy respect / knowledge of what the Meths are capable of; she is one of the directors of the Bay City branch of Psychasec as well as being a well renowned scientist in the field of genetics and body mods, cloning, synth, etc. etc. She is very much the model child, works hard, works long hours, pays her taxes, follows the rules, tries very hard to keep out of trouble and avoid drama. ADDITIONAL NOTE: CLAIRE IS 200+ YEARS OLD. Rori is in her forties (even though she appears in her early twenties) – in Meth years, Rori is practically a BABY.

Rori, on the other hand, is pretty much the exact opposite. While she is also intelligent and well educated, she was the wild child from the get go and was always the one that came home with the scraped knees and the bloody noses and the torn clothes, whether it was from actually just falling the frack over her own feet or getting into a fight with someone twice her size in defense of someone else or because they offended her with some smart ass / ill thought out comment that provoked her short-fused (but typically short-lived) temper. She was almost always involved in some form of protests, some form of protect the planet, protect the species, protect the people, protect the sleeves movement, and became more and more focused on protecting the equality (or what is left of it) as she got ‘older’.

She believes that a lot of what is acceptable and norm when it comes to the treatment of sleeves when it comes to the prison system and victim restitution as a whole is beyond fucked up She believes that the whole essence of the prison system, stacks in storage, etc. is a huge step backwards and one that just does no good to anyone except those profiting financially from the system. Ripping someone out of their sleeve and sticking them into storage seems entirely opposite of helpful to her. There is no longer any opportunity for reform in the penal system. Being on ice doesn’t give you time to think. It doesn’t give you time to reflect on your life choices and realize what you’re missing. It doesn’t give you time for soul searching or to learn methods in which to cope, it doesn’t allow you to better yourself in any way – literally the only thing that it does it rip you out of one time and then toss you back out into the world in what was just a blink of an eye to you. Nothing changes. Worst case scenario, you’re in a stranger’s body, a hundred years later, maybe you’ve got a family member or someone that was told about you enough to show up and give you a place to crash for a few days while you get your shit sorted but.

Now you’re a stranger, with no working knowledge of the world, the politics or laws that have changed, the events in history that might have been world shatteringly important that you missed, no relevant job history, no contacts, no resources, and depending on what field of study or what kind of job you had, you might be entirely irrelevant plus - you’re a convict so what does that do for your likelihood of finding gainful employment - especially while in whatever broken down sleeve they give you on release ??? It pretty much guarantees the only life the newly released have to go back to is – crime.

And that’s not even getting onto the topic of renting out people’s bodies and how that just feels inherently wrong to her – they don’t even bother to try and use it as a deterrent tactics, it’s just a WAY OF LIFE and it just seems cruel and unusual to her. There have always been accrued costs of prison, one way or another, sticking a body on ice / suspending it / cryogenic storage or whatever is WAY cheaper than actually housing criminals used to be. And how easy is it for someone that’s corrupt to play that system ???? Want a particular sleeve for yourself or your partner but they won’t sleep with you? Get them convicted and rent it for a week. Have a Neo-C that you need out of the way at your job or that’s married to someone you want to pursue or that you have a grudge against and want to see them suffer / their family suffer? Set them up for even the smallest crime, because once they’re yanked out of their sleeve that’s it, bye-bye.

And it’s not just punishing the criminals! Seeing someone else walking and talking in the sleeve of your lover, your brother, your mother, your best friend and knowing it’s not them - it doesn’t matter how tough you are or act like you are, that hurts – knowing that that body is being used for god knows what and you can’t keep it safe / protect it ??? Knowing that the person’s sleeve is out and about because you couldn’t afford the mortgage payments to keep it hanging out empty until the person’s time was up and they can get put back in it ? That is brutal and cruel and unusual punishment to people that did nothing wrong but care.

So… yeah. Human rights / sleeves’ rights activist. Has had the occasional brush with the law in terms of protesting, the occasional riot or act of vandalism, threats against particular organizations or Meths or whomever it is that she’s up in arms against at the time but, generally low level stuff that hasn’t gotten her in a ton of hot water legally speaking. She actually does have a semi decent relationship with some of the beat cops or a detective here or there, she’s happy to turn over intel and information she finds about acts of actual violence or terrorism that she catches wind of and is especially happy to turn over anything she hears that deals with corrupt cops, politicians, Meths influence on anything with policy or wrangling positions of power for their chess pieces in law enforcement or political circles etc.

She does dabble in some drug use, she drinks, she smokes, she swears, she sleeps around, she has tattoo and piercings that fluctuate a lot - she is still in her birth sleeve (though second clone after an airtram derailment a few years back). She gambles, she shoots pool, she gets into the occasional fist fight, she has no problem calling anyone out on their bullshit but – she has a good heart and does her best to help out people in trouble around her whenever she can. She drifts through a lot of circles; she has friends in all manner of walks of life in the underworld and legit circles, she makes it pretty clear she doesn’t have any interest in being involved in drama outside of her choosing and tends to usually manage to keep from pissing off the wrong people (she’s way more likely to have enemies among the politicians, the Meths, the policy makers than get caught up in a turf war etc).

She has a loft apartment in Licktown, but she also has four or five other roommates and it’s very crowded and busy so she tends to prefer to crash at her hookup’s place when an option and also makes a semi regular habit of showing up at Claire’s in the middle of the night and crashing on her couch for a few days. Despite their glaring differences, the sisters are actually pretty close and as much as they rib on each other, they would not hesitate to come to the defense of the other if necessary, in a heartbeat.

Rori does come from a family of Meths. Her lifestyle choices, her behaviour, the fact she lives on the Ground and in Licktown are all huge sources of embarrassment for the majority of her family. The only reason she isn’t actually just cut loose and written off as the black sheep of the family is because Claire wouldn’t stand for it. Rori does have access to a large stipend, which she does live off of at times but in general she prefers to make her own way - she works as a bartender, a tattoo artist, odd jobs here and there. Whatever she doesn’t use of her monthly allowance, though, she does pull out every month and donate to a number of different activist groups, shelters, etc. - wherever needs it the most at that time.

#BIOGRAPHY.#BIOGRAPHY. ( rori dearing. )#DO NOT REBLOG.

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imperialsea-a · 5 years

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ELIZABETH’S IN-DEPTH RP PLOTTING CHEAT-SHEET.

Want new-and-exciting plots for your character? Long to reach out to more of your followers, but don’t know where to start? Fear not! Fill out this form and give your RP partners both present and future all the of juicy jumping off points they need to help you get your characters acquainted.

Be sure to tag the players whose characters YOU want more cues to interact with, and repost, don’t reblog! Feel free to add or remove sections as you see fit. Template here.

Mun name: Rem (not that blue-haired anime girl or DN, it’s from my old blog!) OOC Contact: Contact me through the Tumblr IM system or my Discord! My Discord is: imperialsea#1818. Please tell me your URL if you message me there so I know who you are!

Now, onto the heart of the post!

♛ Who the heck is my muse, anyway? Elizabeth Eva Alexandria Cross, the only biological daughter of Kaien Cross, her father (a canon vk char), and Eva Liliya Cherie Cross, her mother (an oc muse)! Elizabeth is a vampire hunter by blood like all in her family before her! But, shh! Your character isn't supposed to know that . . . unless they're also a hunter . . . or a perhaps a vampire (since her family from both sides are famous hunters, but even then they don't have to know she's a vamp killer if you don't want them to) . . . or they're some sort of ally to her / the hunters association since she can't just tell anyone her actual work on a whim. Where she's from, the existence of vampires are a secret from most of humanity and it's her job to kill the dangerous people-hurty ones and keep that nice and secret so as to avoid a world war! 'Nothing about her is complicated at all', I say, lying through my teeth like Bethy does to society every day by keeping her job and true lifestyle hidden :'D

Further information below the cut, please take time to read if you’re stuck on what to plot and how Bethy operates!

♛ Points of Interest: - She was born and raised to fight against unruly beasts and composed foes alike. Despite her youth, she's a one-woman powerhouse and is not afraid to take herself down with an opponent if she deems it necessary. She's like the Smash player who hits the fake smash ball to take out an enemy on their last legs, even at the expense of her own life. She'll do it! Except in Smash she'd probably just win the match because she had an extra life and not, you know, not die forever for real in a last grand battle.

- She's got vamp genes all over the place and is rare among hunters. She's biologically immortal like a Pureblood despite not being a vampire herself and is living testimony of what her predecessors took from Purebloods both by honorable bestowal of blood from the mysterious Hooded Woman, and straight up [insert painting of Jupiter Devouring His Son here]. Her great grandparent is 3k+ years old, her father is 200+ for devouring his own twin-- it's messy as mythology, but anime :'D She herself is only 18 on default though (19 in K Crossover--), the youngest of her entire bloodline, and she can still be slain in battle even if she is much hardier than a typical human being. She's also sensitive to auras, and capable of sensing vampires.

- Things characters might notice? She's ghostly pale and kind of looks like she stepped out of The Last Unicorn. She looks cold, sophisticated, and vaguely otherworldly-- she really doesn't radiate the friendliest of vibes unless she's doing something she loves, and the calculated yet seemingly effortless grace of her movements are prominent in and outside of combat. She is descended from an ancient royal line, and those posh, stuffy mannerisms and formal speech pattern live on through her even if the Adrasteian monarchy no longer exists.

- She truly isn't a trigger-happy person, whatever the title of 'hunter' implies, and keeps a level head in most situations. Sure, Bethy looks as if she could bite someone's head off and can display some seriously threatening flashes of anger, but she's not going to do something rash and will only resort to drawing her weapons in a serious matter. She's here to save lives, maintain peace, and keep order, not disrupt it and set off a war! No pressure on her, right?

- She is also notably, NOT a high school student, though she may be mistaken for a high school senior or young college student since her age fits the bill. Elizabeth actually graduated from her high school at age sixteen and took to hunting full-time immediately after. She was convinced to slow it down by her grandparents and began preparing for college when her assignment at Cross Academy arrived and, uh, pretty tragically, hasn’t been able to attend any classes due to her work demands. Come to choose between the world and personal fulfillment? Her conscience only let her have one choice; a hunter must hunt.

♛ What they’ve been up to recently: - Work. There's hardly a time when this girl isn't working or planning what to do next, and the workload only grows after the previous president is outed as a dishonorable, self-serving traitor to the hunters. She's seriously injured after trading blows with him and is promptly benched to deal with the fallout and mental agony, but she's back within a year (and in K's crossover? Only six months later!).

- Having said that, Elizabeth does have days off and will spend them quietly with her friends, or alone with music and a rejuvenating swim.

- Depending on the time in her life? Her life circumstances vary drastically-- she can go from a young huntress travelling on her own as duty demands, or she can be a mother of five children and trusted right hand of the new hunter president, Zero Kiryuu. She lives for a long time, so she's always up to something! And of course, she's always motivated to fight for a better future.

♛ Where to find them: - Aside from work, check the beach! Or find her on methods of cross-continental transportation since she travels around the world for her job (she walks whenever possible, so it's rare to see her on a bus, but she’ll begrudgingly take one or a train)! Otherwise, a place like an aquarium, clothing store, or coffee shop, or any place in a city is your best chance.... write w me pls... q-q she is Around Somewhere.

- If not found in any of those places and your character is someone inside Cross Academy, she can be found there, helping the prefects in some way and is familiar enough with the building to help out new students if they ask.

♛ Current Plans: - Elizabeth is chained to her work as a hunter for as long as she draws breath, or until there is no need for her to end hostile vampires. Her ultimate goal is to keep the world from falling into a repeat, all-out war between vampires and humanity. Her living and family situation might change through the years, but that will always be her primary drive-- she's got an indomitable will.

♛ Desired Interactions: - please ovq

- In all seriousness, I’m up for pretty much anything. She needs more friends, more enemies, people to protect, people to be protected by, people she looks up to, people who legitimately unnerve her, everything! I just don’t feel comfortable killing her. Elizabeth fought really hard to get her future and deserves to find comfort after her entire childhood-young adult life was spent thinking the only thing of worth she had was her role as a huntress. I do really, really love angst though, so anything else goes, really c:

♛ Offered Interactions ( please sit tight for this! it will be divided into multiple sections! ) : - IF YOUR CHARACTER IS HUMAN: - She’ll assume your muse is an average civilian until shown otherwise (be it with unusual powers, whacky aura, combat prowess, or prior knowledge from a report or something-- a plot specific thing). Unless they truly know about vampires / work with the Hunters Association, Elizabeth will not be sharing any information about who or what she is without a legitimate reason (such as the human character being bitten by a Pureblood and thus is being turned into a vampire themselves). However, the other party being kept in the dark about vampires can open the door to a more relaxed Elizabeth without her professional, perfectionist mindset. She’s more likely to have a pleasant conversation with humans since they have no part in the hunt-- but in that same vein, she does aim to keep them at a certain distance and not develop a deep emotional bond (but she’s also a lot softer than she looks and acts and tends to care for others quickly, should they get along). It’s a tricky slope . . . She’s thawed out and the nicer aspects of her personality are far more prominent, but at the same time, she’s not being entirely genuine. Give her time and she’ll become more open about personal things, just, not her work.

- Applies to her K Proj. Crossover. Working with S4, Elizabeth takes some time to adjust, but ultimately loves the organization and the people within it. They’re an exception to her ‘no ties with average humans’ rule because....errr.... they’re not the average human she’s used to protecting and in that verse they’re aware of her occupation and peculiar heritage. She’s not as cold first impressions might suggest and loves Reisi’s weird af team building nights, it’s hard for her to not have a soft spot for them, even as an outsider and unofficial member (as in, she has none of the abilities the Blues have, but she has her natural abilities).

- IF YOUR CHARACTER IS A HUNTER: - Elizabeth is a known figure in hunter society; her great grandfather, grandfather, and aunt were previous heads of the organization and each are still alive at present. So, it probably makes more sense if your hunter character at the very least knows about her-- unless they’re an off-series muse in which case go wild and do what you think is best! I always did like the idea of two vampire hunters chilling together with neither one knowing the other is a fellow hunter until they’re attacked by a vamp and they’re both like ‘Oh!’

- A simple but always reliable plot idea is two hunters on a joint mission! It’s really important to know that Bethy does not take kindly to poor performance and expects her partner to take whatever assignment they have seriously. If not? Things get tundra-cold really fast-- o-o;; People’s lives are at stake and in her opinion, if a hunter wants to mope or complain about their blood-given obligation, they’re not fit to be hunters in the first place. ‘Can’t do the job? Then finish what you started with me if you have any shred of integrity, and get thee gone’ sort of thing. Otherwise, uh :’D;; she’s highly cooperative and always aims to reach the outcome with the least amount of damage.

- As a teenager, she attended a hunter-run private academy in Adrasteia for four years. If it’s possible for your muse to attend (as in, they are from a vampire hunter family and can pass the rigorous entrance exams), throw em in for a slightly younger, less stringent Bethy? A national fencing champion at the top of her classes, and great granddaughter to the legendary hellfire headmaster, Elizabeth’s not easily missed! It could be the start to an amicable relationship to carry into future interactions?

- IF YOUR CHARACTER IS A VAMPIRE: - Bluntly put, for vampires, it’s probably better to interact with Elizabeth after Cross Academy has fallen in the large battle that took place there. Her mother is revealed to have been alive and held captive as a vampire, she’s already friends with a hunter/vamp, her two friends turned out to be Purebloods, and ‘oh....my mother and father got together again and now I’ve got a younger vampire brother’ .....and her boyfriend’s half sister is also a vampire who marries the former vamp senate heir..... so...vamps everywhere; she simply accepts them as part of the family. Prior to that, while she isn’t hostile to vampires and certainly has no intention to attack a vamp unjustly, it’s not a place she’s eager to put herself in. Depending on how threatened she feels, she’ll even swallow her pride and keep her head down-- mostly.

- If your muse is a hunter-turned-vampire, she doesn’t treat them as a vampire, rather, she still sees them as a compatriot, like in the case of Zero Kiryuu. Whether or not your muse received the blood of their keeper is up to you, but in the case that they haven’t-- she’s always there to assist in granting mercy whenever the time comes :’)

- IF YOUR CHARACTER DOES NOT FIT INTO ANY OF THE ABOVE CATEGORIES / REGARDING OTHER VERSES: - Please help me find something that works, I’m willing to try! Memes are incredibly helpful! Send one in, the tag is here, and we can go from there!

- My currently finished and ready-to-use Crossover Verse is K Proj., which can be read about right here.

♛ Current Open Post/s: Linked right here. There's no expiration date to these, and it doesn't matter if another person has replied to one, you are more than welcome to reply to one if it catches your eye at all.

♛ Anything else?: YEAH, wow I am so sorry that got so long. Please note that this post may be updated periodically!

#( blog info. )#( SUPER LONG but if you're lost on some plotting things and aren't from VK #this should hopefully give you an idea of Elizabeth and her interactions? She's a tough one q - q )

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kainfamilyfortune · 5 years

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Thea - Journal Entries #14-18

“They say that the first step is the hardest. More than ever before the momentum of battle and those surrounding you, cloud your judgement to continue going forward. Like a wheel, you’ll eventually break from the speed and veracity of your actions. You will fall into a shattered pit of discarded remnants. These are your friends. This is your first step. Loss.”

- Unknown, ext. Azerothian Lightbringer pg. 11

(OOC: Raid spoilers for Battle of Dazar’Alor, also TW: Blood, Violence, Vomiting)

14. The Breach

The waves crashed against the dawning sea as we made our approach to the coast of Zuldazar. It wasn’t the most relaxing boat ride as sleep evaded most of the soldiers on board. The captains fell in line on the open deck as we caught glimpses of the cascading gold pyramid. Our goal was in sight and we had this planned down to the minute, so long as the distraction team was successful. Into the heart of a monster. Simple in concept, but what we faced was far worse. I quickly gathered the medical kit I had been preparing on the journey here, fresh with Mage Royal tinctures and Peace Bloom injections should we face capture. A peaceful death was far better than a torturous one, and one couldn’t help but be prepared when we entered Death’s chamber. Folk tales were emerging from some of the anxious soldiers who had experienced a Loa’s wrath first hand and lived to tell the tale. I didn’t know much about the troll’s worship, but I could certainly say Bwonsamdi was sure to have field day today.

I gave some confident nods to the men and women as I exited the brig and went top-side to join the other captains, Pye met my glance with pursed lips turned into a frown as he finished peering through his spy glass, reluctantly offering it to me so I could have a closer look. He pointed towards the sky, northwards. I peered inside the patina cooper tube to see a flock of pterrordax riders flying towards Nazmir. Good. Air assault was not in the picture to deal with on the docks, so this was an excellent favor in our future victory. I handed the spyglass back to a confident looking Pye. I held out my gloved hand to him, “I wanted to apologi-” He cut me off, “Can it Kain. We aren’t friends here. We aren’t friends back home. Rally your troops and make them fall in line in two minutes, I’ll meet you here with mine. Once the Lord Admiral’s ship completes phase two of operations we will have three minutes before making landfall.” He walked off with a grumble as I lowered my hand to rest atop my hammer, eyebrows raised in a matter defiance. Fine. I guess I’ll just let you die. No... no what was I thinking.

I went back into the brig attempting to harness Andrew’s prowess, he’d know exactly what to say. I approached my team as they quickly fell into line, hushing the bustle of chatter that they had. I closed my eyes and let my senses take over the rest. As I opened my eyes, I began to bellow out words that were not my own, channeling his strength.

“Fire Team Beta. It has been a great honor to train and get to know each of you in the last twelve hours. I’ve been tasked to keep you alive and I think you all have proven your track records as the damned best that the Alliance has to offer. This will not be enough for today, no. What you must do is beyond comprehension, beyond skill, beyond luck - you will be entering the heart of Horde infrastructure. Infrastructure that we will be dismantling from the inside, out. A critical blow that they will dare not recover from. Today you will break bonds. Today you will strike their heart. Or we will die. You all know what must be done. Now prove to me that you can do it. Light guide you all! Now move!”

One by one they gave me a salute as they each climbed to the upper deck to see where the future carnage would be in store. The last to disembark was Pruet, his scrawny frame in his royal blue and gold cloth fell in odds ways as he saluted me. I pulled him aside. “You are going to prove me wrong. I know it. Pye speaks highly of your intelligence. Now put some of that-” I jabbed his head with my pointer finger and traced down his chest to his heart “-book-smarts where it matters most. Remember the footing I taught you too.” I slipped my leg under his thigh to attempt to sweep him but his stance was much more secure this time around. He was ahead of the curve as he knocked me into the crates with a gust of frosty air. I couldn’t help but smile. “Very, very good. Now go up and join the rest of ‘em.”

As we edged closer and closer to the docks we could see flares lighting up the early morning sky one by one they knew we were encroaching. This was the ploy. Horns blared from the capitol city, this was followed shortly by ballista fire streaking large missiles of flame high into the sky, as they hit terminal velocity I could hear the distant cries as they found targets. One. Two. Hit meters in front of our assault. The third... Hit home. “INCOMING!” The call was deafening as the projectile crashed into the side of the hull exploding in array of debris, knocking me and few others onto our backs. I gasped for air attempting to reorient myself, my vision becoming clear as I saw a fourth projectile streak into the center of the Kul Tiran vessel that was leading us into the breach. Flames erupted from the heart, Light, no.

I could see Lord Admiral Jaina clear as day, leaning in shock on the banister towards where the wound was inflicted upon her ship. She looked back towards her captain and in split second I thought we were lost. The fifth flaming bolt aimed straight for her. Adrenaline must had taken over as she streaked a vivid amethyst bubble into the air, missing her by mere inches as she braced for the worst holding her hands aloft. The projectile shattered in a million pieces as she too gasped for air. The wide blue eyes looked like they had endured far more storms than I had ever witnessed. Two more missiles crashed into the vessel on either side and I knew that our plan was already failing. We are surely going to be lost in the storm ahead.

Time seemed irrelevant in the current span as we were bombarded by more and more death reigning from the sky, charred crew members were being dragged as boiling blood was seeping into worn wood of the deck, I couldn’t help but be frightful as our demise was imminent. I looked forward onto the coast, knowing full well we were entering the viper’s nest. Before all hope was lost, one by one, explosions lit aflame to the enemy ships that populated the harbor. I laughed in relief. We did it. Light, thank you.

15. The First Step

A mild sense of vertigo washed over me as I looked to the high mountains and shimmering gold capitol, disembarking our damaged vessel. I wielded my hammer and shield in preparation for the onslaught of attacks from Zandalari and Horde reinforcements as we rushed onto the dock, a forward was beginning to assemble with spears in hand and Horde insignia painted crimson on their shields as they rushed to cover the entrance to the city - I looked to my team and called out, “Beta Team! I want a forward on that line! Infiltrators in the front, casters in the back! I want Turtle formation going forward-” The ten infiltrators raised their shields high up in the sky as they stacked together into a woven shell to protect us from the arrows that were beginning to arc above us. Pye’s team followed suit on the right side, miming my commands as the two teams marched forward. “CASTERS ON MY MARK!” Pye bellowed at the top of his lungs as the shielded arcane wielders began focusing energy between their fingertips. A combination of frost bolts, fire balls and arcane sigils began to take root in their hands as they widened their stances.

Volleys of arrows and gunfire cascaded from the enemy line as they whirled through the air at extreme speed meeting our assault. We edged closer and closer onto the docks before getting within sixty meters of our first targets, “Fire!” Pye shouted, a cacophony of lethal magic projectiles arched through the air as they met their targets. One by one I could see weaknesses in their line as Horde soldiers fell, covered in thick layers of frost or burned to a crisp. Some floated in the air, paralyzed as their armor withered away from the arcane traps binding them. I shared glances to Pye, motioning our offense forward as we moved towards the capitol.

Swords and spears clashed as our formation broke out. The brutish trolls, towering orcs, and withering forsaken all growled and hollered in anger as we continually shield bashed them back. One after another the back line of their defense fled, seeing the outcome of their allies falling in either a slash of blows or met with a torrent of frost and fire. Finally the front-liners dispatched the last of the now mangled bodies that lay on the stone dock, blood seeping into the cracks. I looked to a now smiling Pye, but the happiness only lasted for a moment as he rose a pointed finger towards the first set of stairs of the assault that awaited us. The Zandalari troll female sat upon a dark green raptor, adorned with worn gold armor. She had a maroon mohawk that stuck out from her dull grey skin and polished piercings in her lips, ears, nose, tusks, and eyebrows. Her leer was palatable, I could see the seething rage in her glowing aqua eyes, shimmering in contrast to her golden plate armor as she steered the raptor down the steps.

My instincts surged through me as bullets, arrows, and arcane fire rained down upon us from the second plateau. They knew we were here now, but their numbers were thinning, I yelled to the troops, “Alpha, Beta, TURTLE MARCH!” As we were met in stride by the Zandalari paladin. Her christened wings burst forth in holy procession as she leaped off her raptor, somersaulting, and then gliding to meet the turtles near the water... Her broad sword clashed the shield barriers, the front men of Alpha team scattered and were thrown off the dock. Radiant swirls erupted from the ground at her feet. Pye charged with his polearm, grunting loudly as the blades connected trying to rework his footing, attempting to block her from another swipe at his men. Despite Pye being at least 6 foot, she towered over him with a glare of seething anger. Her tactics were barbaric, thrusting him back and swiping his feet right from under him. I rushed forward blocking a rogue arrow with my shield, spinning around and sprinting to my target.

I jumped up the sparsely littered crates at the gate in order to gain the advantage but she was quick on her feet, no longer focused on Pye who was still prone on the ground. I looked to the rising sun on the horizon, smiling. The Light would be on my side this day. I could feel it’s warmth as I soared through the air, throwing my hammer to cover the sizable distance. Judgment day was upon the Horde... War, famine, death... And I was the one to deal this blow. The hammer struck her in the chest, knocking her down a peg - wasn’t expecting that now, huh? I landed, wincing as the shock of pain in my ankles and legs coarse it’s way up, holding my hand out - letting my hammer return... to... my... Oh... “Oh no.” I breathed, as I saw a devilish smile encroach on the troll as she held my hammer into her chest, letting the holy fire burn the cavity that I had dealt, but she knew... she knew that I needed that to win this fight. I held my shield aloft, bashing her forward and throwing her off balance, she gripped the flaming hammer as it embedded deeper and deeper, penetrating her faded gold plate. She struck with her sword in a downward spike on my shield as I braced. “LIGHT!” I screeched. The clash was that of a tower bell, as a shock wave cascaded across the field of battle. I was knocked prone, but as was she.

I crossed the field and engaged her again before she could stand, grabbing the bloody mess of my hammer out of her chest before striking into her hip, and then her chest, then her head, Repeatedly blow after blow as the ringing in my ears slowly subsided. An arm grabbed me from behind, “THEA! THEA! STOP, WE NEED TO KEEP MOVING!” The mangled corpse sat in front of me, blood dripped down my chain mail and plate. Pye held me back as I shrugged his hand meeting his clenched jaw and focused demeanor. We jogged up to our men who had dispatched most of the defense that was now falling back, upward towards the capitol’s heart.

16. The Second Step

We had lost seven men and women on the first step altogether so that left us with forty-three to get us to the marker for Gamma and Delta teams to infiltrate the palace. Pye pushed forward as I assessed the casualties, with Delta team behind us already dragging the limb corpses towards the ships. I got the nod from the other captain, as she gave me a fierce grin - I continued up the steps with the rest of our teams.

The waves of onslaught continued despite the opposition slowly retreating but just like the first step we were met with not one, but two individuals cutting through the crowd. A menacing looking orc female in grey leathers adorned with teeth, larger than any creature than I’ve ever fought, and a sin’dorei male with short blond hair and crimson robes. He brandished his staff forward as fireballs lit up in front of us, slamming into the front most line of our troops. The smell of burning flesh hit my senses and I had to resist the urge to vomit, swallowing the heat wave that erupted before us. The orc rushed with a volatile green wisp unleashing a flurry of blows on our mages knocking them down, one by one. I charged forward, eyeing the orcish monk.

I heaved my mace towards her abdomen as she sucker punched Pruet, knocking him off balance and to the ground. My mace connected, knocking her back five feet. I had her attention now. She made up the distance as she spun and spun around kicking and lashing out in a cacophony of chi energies, blistering the ground in sickly ivy. I dodged and blocked the first two blows before her image blurred. Her foot lodged into my ribs for the first strike, following that with a leg sweep. My vision went dark as my helmet dropped in front of me. I shimmied myself reaching for it as she loomed over me kicking it away from me... this was it. My shield and mace were on the ground and she smiled in assured victory, the backdrop of horde and alliance soldiers clashing in the background. I keeled over now feeling the pain in my legs and side... I can’t. I won’t lose... I picked myself up and she bellowed in laughter as I raised my fists weakly, blowing my blood encrusted, tangled hair out of my face, “Fuck you.” I breathed as I went in for an uppercut, which was easily dodged by my far more well equipped adversary.

We exchanged blows, but she was far stronger and faster, dodging every single punch and kick - everything in my gut that she just punched was telling me to run, but I have too much riding on this victory. She kneed me in the chest as I collapsed on the ground again, spiting a spray of blood on the ancient stonework. I gripped my holy symbol and lashed a holy shock in her direction, scoring her left shoulder as it ignited in radiant energy, lighting a flame that distracted her as I rose up and shoulder charged her into a tackle. I elbowed her in the face once, twice, three times, blood pouring out of her nose as she enveloped her legs around my waist attempting to grapple my lower half. She shifted her weight and we rolled flipping positions and now I was met with a barrage of elbows and punches to the face. I was struggling to maintain consciousness as I grasped her legs attempting to squeeze out of them to wiggle myself out but she was too strong, finally I gave up, raising my arms to guard my face and upper body as she wailed another volley of blows on me.

A chill ran up my spine, my vision was blurred beyond all the drunken brawls I had ever been in. I could feel myself letting go, the overcast sky blocking any semblance of hope. She rose off of my now limb body, towering over me and smiled a toothy grin, before lifting her leg above my own. I felt the pain before it connected to what she had done. The sharp pain was dulled by the adrenaline, but it still hurt worse than any punch I had ever taken, more than any kick to the side. More than anything. My right foot was crushed under her own. The last sight before my vision went to black, was her wicked grin. And a frostbolt hitting her square in the face.

17. The Third Step

I gasped for every breath I could muster as the dusty air filtered back into my lungs. The pain was excruciating. My vision was still clouded, large black spots obscuring the majority of my sight, but what I could see was my med kit sprawled out next to me, as Pruet lifted my leg rolling it in bandages, “Ahh, ahh!” I winced in pain as he replied, “Thea... Thea, oh gods, thank the light you’re still with us.” He blurted out setting my leg down, “Uhh.. erm, which one of these is Peacebloom?” I struggled, but managed to prop myself up, I didn’t dare look to my leg, but I pointed to the opaque white/yellow vial. “I.. I only need a quarter vial. A full one would surely.. ahh... stop my heart.” He poured the vial out on the ground until there was a quarter left and lifted the vial to my mouth which stung when I touched the glass tube to my lips. I clutched the vial out of his assisting hands, downing it as the concoction took effect, numbing the pain. I took a look around the field and it was much calmer now. How long was I out? “They retreated?” I managed to get out before hacking up a combination of flem and blood.

“Yeah, after you pretty much took care of that monk, I just finished her off. Pye’s team had that mage corned, they are already at the third step.” He rushed out, obviously exhilarated, he yelled, “WE NEED A MEDIC!” I touched his forearm as he leaned over me, my words coming out a lot weaker than I had intended. “Pruet, I’m your medic.” He shook his head worried before helping me into a sitting position and I finally caught a glimpse of my leg... I could only feel a dull pain thanks to the peacebloom tincture, as the bone poked through the loose bandage that Pruet attempted to fashion on. I touched the area and the pain rose, I tilted my head to the other side and vomited. I needed to reset it and use a cantrip or something or else I would bleed out. I grabbed my leg on two sides, as Pruet propped himself on me for support. “This isn’t going to be pretty so look away.” He looked away as my gloved hands snapped my foot back into place. I yelled in pain and quickly assessed my work, as tears dripped down my cheeks. Not perfect but it would have to do. I used a few cantrips, flash of light. The light seared the flesh back together, now for the test... can I walk? “Help me up.” I said to Pruet as he pulled me up.

That sense of vertigo returned, as I looked to the mountains that lined the horizon, dizziness from the blood loss, and pain as I tried to put weight on my leg. Honestly, at least I could limp. I wasn’t dead, so that’s always a good sign. I picked up my mace and my shield and we marched towards the steps where half my team were gathering the fallen. “Head count. How many left Beta?” I looked over to one of the shield barers’ who was silently counting, “We lost fourteen. I’m not sure how many left from Pye’s squad, Lieutenant.” I looked over the few members of my team that were left, most of them tending to their own wounds. “We need to re-group with Alpha, we don’t know what we face, but surely it can’t be worse than that.”

I was wrong. After tending to a few of the soldiers’ wounds and using the last of my bandages on the few that were able enough for the fight that lay ahead of us, we marched up the steps to see a horror that was once our secret weapon to flank our western assault, Grong. Scarred from battle, eyes blazing with fury and... raised....

“AGHHHHH” Roars the former ally as he raised his skeletal fists into the air and crashed them down up Pye’s forward line attempting to calm the beast, and failing... obviously. “Oh, Light.” I mutter under my breath, carrying my wounds up the last steps looking back to the remnants of my team, “BETA! Flank Grong on the left side! Divert his attention so alpha isn’t taking all the blows! Move, Move!” I could read the hesitancy, the fear from them but this... this has to be done. I limped toward Pye who was directing another line of men towards the beast, “What the fuck are you doing? We need to distract the beast, not send the lambs to slaughter!-” I pulled him back by his pauldrons just in time for the beast to lock eyes with me, sniffing loudly and giving me a devilish grin, it smelled blood. My blood. It lumbered towards us, a combination of decaying flesh and fur, muscle and exposed bone. It reeked.

Grong went in for a slam as Pye tackled me on the right sending us flying from the impact. My leg and arm recoiled in pain but otherwise we weren’t pancakes. Pye coughed as the dust around us settled before scowling me, “Look Kain, he was on our side, how was I supposed to know that it’s out to kill us now?” I shook my head, “Pye, with all do respect, it’s obviously not anymore.” I got up and observed our surroundings, the beast was now heading over onto the left side - distracted by Beta, good. I raised my hand towards Pye who was still laying on the ground. “Together. We need to raise hell instead of join it, Commander.” He looked to me, taken aback by my words, but they were true to a certain degree. He grasped my extended hand, lifting himself up, I unsheathed my mace and shield and he grabbed his polearm from the ground, smiling at me. “Kain, you are going to make one hell of a Colonel someday.” I smiled back to him, “Don’t get all warm and fuzzy on me, we’ve got giant undead gorilla to kill.”

18. The Battle of Dazar’Alor

Gamma and Delta met us at the third step to the palace with a medical team to carry the wounded down to the ships. I declined a stretcher, instead I limped down the barren city with the few members left of our platoon that could still walk. As I looked behind us, the carnage of the mangled gorilla corpse, just in the distance, gnomish bombs blew a hole into the infiltration point - into the pyramid like structure to gain access to the throne room. We did it. Our job was done.

As we boarded the ships, tidesages greeted us before raising hell for the horde counter attack. We disembarked, not knowing the outcome of everything we had sacrificed. Everyone we lost. Great men and women who fought to protect the sanctity of our freedoms, and died. The shine of the capitol and smokestacks soaring high into the overcast sky as we sailed into the distance. Sailing home.

(OOC: Hi, hello, hey, I’m back. Much needed vacation from work and life. Inspiration has been evading me since I got back, but I feel it slowly starting to filter back in. This entry has been in the works for over a month, and my first introduction into writing combat. I would absolutely love any and all feedback so I can improve as a writer. Thanks for taking the time to read, many adventures for Thea and Silas here soon. Next few entries are going to be Thea focused since I have a TON of catch up to do, since she went to the Blooming Fest in Pandaria, and Howling Owl, and of course her journey back home from war. Exciting things! Anyway, have a great day everyone <3)

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helihi · 6 years

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RWBY’s writing and pacing

It’s not weird to be on Tumblr and notice how people’s opinions tend to be polarizing. It doesn’t matter if we’re talking about politics or a simple tv show, the larger the fandom, the louder people tend to scream.

Last week, the FNDM went from “Does Illia is gay?” to Illia fits into the predatory evil gay trope and she might as well end up dead to fill the Bury your gays quota. Although we were able to see people in the grey area, the extremes were the loudest.

This week the discourse is as follows: RWBY’s writing is bad vs. “Oh my god, why do people always want action packed stories, you need some breathing in between and some exposition to set things up!”.

I’d like to bring an objective view on regards to this subject because I consider it to be extremely important when it comes to the show.

If you don’t ask for better writing, you’re not going to get any.

If you applaud mediocrity, you’re gonna get mediocrity.

RWBY’s writing has never been great. It has had fantastic set ups and scenes, but it has never been great. Yes, that also includes the time when Monty was still alive (Rest in Peace). I’m sorry, but the flaws have always been there.

I’d like to point the following things out for you guys to understand what I’m trying to say:

Volume 1

RWBY was barely starting, they didn’t have a big budget, so the episodes were short. This caused the plot to be very simple and every problem being solved quite rapidly.

The characters at first seem like tropes.

A shit ton of clichés.

Because of plot convenience, some characters act OOC to what we later know about them. (Since Jaune had to stand up to Cardin, no one of team RWBY or JNPR stood up to him when he was bullying Velvet and being a racist prick).

Blake being a faunus ended up leading to the volume finale and didn’t build up Team RWBY relationships and dynamics. We could have had a serious moment of self reflexion, not only Weiss realizing that she was putting every faunus in the same bag, but Yang and Ruby dealing with the fact that Blake hid who she was because of racism (also prompting a realization that maybe, until that point, they contributed to said racism by being bystanders).

However, vol 1 had great things on its side that allowed the show to continue.

Variety of characters.

Rich lore

Cool character concepts and weapons.

The show was funny.

I can accept that the start of the show was not the best, it was understandable giving how little budget they had.

Volume 2

The tone of the series becomes slightly more serious. We have new characters and new villains being introduced into the show. Something big is cooking and this is the first glance we get at it. The good include:

The humor is back.

That food fight scene eveyone loves.

The dance.

Papa Shcnee may not be a good person being foreshadowed.

Yang convincing Blake to go to the dance while also giving her space.

Dr. Oobleck being a great teacher and giving the girls an insight on themselves.

Neo and Raven making an appearance.

However, for some reason this volume seems really blurry in my head. Neptune’s character introduction is really bland, the in betweens of everything seem really irrelevant and most importantly: the season finale seems like a mid-season finale if anything.

Volume 3

My favorite volume; I’m going to be the least biased I can be. This volume featured a Naruto style tournament (I’m sure other animes did it before Naruto, but this one is the most widely known). This allowed the writers to show us some great battles, team combinations, and do some world building.

While the first half of the season relies more on comedy and action, when shit hits the fan it goes perfectly well. I have to say, the moment Yang gets caught after Emerald uses her semblance was the first moment since I started watching the show that I felt hooked. Somehow for the first time ever, I felt that something could actually happen. Stakes were being raised, and it shouldn’t come as anyone’s surprise that this season was the one that attracted as much fans as it did.

There are some bad things, unfortunately, about this season.

Ruby’s silver eyed warrior powers come from nowhere and it was only mentioned in the first episode ever.

A shit ton of new characters! But 0 depth to any of them!

We never get to see Team JNPR interactions that are not JP or NR centric, except that one time Jaune talked to Ren briefly in vol 2.

Seriously this volume needed more character interactions. We could have had Pyrrha interacting with team RWBY more. Even more team CVFY.

The FNDM grew exponentially, and the expectations to how RT was going to follow up to the fall of Beacon built up the moment volume 3 ended.

And finally, volume 4 arrived.

Volume 4

There’s nothing wrong with a slow volume. It’s true that you can’t have a show 100% about fighting. The reason popular animes and good shounen fights are popular is because of the stakes set up by character motivation and the plot. The problem with volume 4 is not the lack of fights, but how bad it fails at exploring the characters after the fall of Beacon.

Jumping from one character’s story line to another one didn’t help either. The constant teasing with cliff hangers began getting really obnoxious here. Is Qrow going to die? Is he? IS HE??

Ruby: she gets no character development. The only scenes that could be considered part of her arc would be: Ruby waking up listening to Pyrrha’s voice, only to find out it’s Jaune’s phone; the small talk she and Jaune have before fighting the creepy Nuckelavee; the letter she writes at the end.

Weiss: probably the best written storyline of the volume. However, having her train and building up the possibility of her actually facing her father before escaping, only to have her running away in high heels was not pay off. You can easily find a way to write Weiss confronting her father before leaving Atlas to find her team and save the world.

Blake: she heads to Menagerie in order to see her family again and find the way to cope with what happened at Beacon. She felt extremely guilty and was really in a bad place. Having Sun be with her makes sense, he says it himself, but the execution was extremely poor. Sun didn’t give Blake a choice. Furthermore, Blake is not able to open up after what happened at Beacon because she gets interrupted every time.

Sun: I’m so sorry his character ended up being comedic relief. He could have learned more about how to deal with Blake, and provide her with more emotional support that he ended up doing but no.

Yang: although I agree with most people that the events of volume 4 don’t have a canonical time stamp (because Miles and Kerry wanted to avoid plot holes), her coping with the fall is awfully paced. Armed and Ready was not earned by the end of the volume. I’m sorry, but Yang is not ready to face her demons yet. She’s suffering from PTSD, clearly needed to talk about what happened at the fall, and her feelings for Blake are filled with rage and hurt.

STILL NO SILVER EYES EXPLANATION DESPITE THE FACT THAT RUBY ALMOST DIED. WHY DOES THE SHOW KEEP TREATING THE MAIN CHARACTERS AS CHILDREN?

Klein being a really good character but only making an appearance twice.

The good of the volume include:

Raven and Qrow.

Ren’s backstory.

Weiss’s family being explored.

Did you miss it? You might have blinked.

Volume 5

This volume promised a lot of fighting, and to be honest, I rather have better set ups. Most of the people who are defending today’s episode claim that those of us who complain want mindless action without careful exposition.

I would like to remind everyone, including Miles and Kerry, the golden rule or writing for an audiovisual medium: SHOW, DON’T TELL.

I was already alarmed when I saw that Illia had more character development in a short, outside the main narrative, than Ruby got in an entire season.

I have many issues with this volume, most of them involve awful writing.

Ozpin’s story: why are the characters of the show getting so little information on him? Story wise it makes sense that us, the viewers, to piece together the information of this important character little by little; but within the show it makes no sense that Jaune and Yang are okay with knowing as little as they do. HOW OLD IS OZPIN? WHO IS SALEM? WHY DOES SALEM WANT TO DESTROY EVERYHTING?

Menagerie: Filled with cliffhangers and the slowest moving story ever. I love politic centered stories. For crying out loud, when everyone dropped snk because of it, I was hooked as fuck. The problem is that once again, the writers give you small doses of a plot line that should already be over.

Raven: is she evil? is she an anti-hero? Can the FNDM stop judging Raven so harshly after barely having any sort of explanation to why she’s doing things?

Most of the exposition during this volume has been through conversations of things we already know. The only things that are new are: Ozpin turning the Branwens into birds, the Branwens joining Beacon to learn how to kill huntsman, Ozpin confirmed for wizard and creator of the maidens.

And the worst part is, the CRWBY has written amazing scenes. Exposition doesn’t have to be bad, it can be perfect when done right:

Weiss and Yang’s conversation during ch8 was so beautiful. It established some common ground with them, it served to show Weiss’s character development; Yang finally gets to open up about Blake. The physical and oral communication this scene has is perfect. I love it so much, this is what the show needs. (Also, the animation was gorgeous, imma cry)

Illia’s conflict: not only when capturing Blake does she confess her feelings, she tells Blake that she was so blinded by her love of Adam that she didn’t know what Illia was going through and why she is acting the way she is now. The stakes are high with her, and I honestly want her redemtion arc ASAP.

Jesus, I wish I didn’t have to explain all of this, but I’m tired of people jumping to conclusions without thinking why people are complaining at the pacing of the show.

RWBY’s writing has never been great, it has had good times, but the pacing as always been terrible. Volume 4 showed the cracks clearer than ever before because more people were watching and the bar was set higher.

Anyways, here’s me hoping next week’s episode is better. This further proofs that my brothers claim is right: “The only way to enjoy RWBY is by binge watching it”.

#RWBY #RWBY5 #Me

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dramioneasks · 7 years

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Love Is Worth Forgiving For By: arielx - M, 16 chapters, Words: 65,308 - *COMPLETE!* It’s been 11 years, and no one has heard from the former head girl. Draco made a terrible mistake, and pays for it every day. Written PRE OotP.

Murder at Malfoy Manor by cleotheo. - T, 13 chapters - When Lucius Malfoy is found dead during a New Year’s Eve party suspicion immediately falls on the three people he was heard arguing with over the course of the night. Is the killer his loving wife, Narcissa? His stubborn son, Draco? Or his son’s feisty fiancé, Hermione Granger? Or was there someone else with murder in mind lurking in the shadows of the Manor?

Witch Hunt by BonaFake - T, 4 chapters - Draco will do whatever she wants him to do. If she wants him to recruit an entire army or raze Rome in a day, he’d do it without question. He would swear his life to her if she asked. DM/HG.

Ain’t it Grand - pokeystar, T, oneshot - He squeezed Granger’s hand. It trembled in response. “Run!” he whispered.

Future Adventures - cleotheo - M, 11 chapters - During a joint Potions/Charms lesson, Draco is accidentally given an overdose of a potion that will allow him to experience time in the future. During his time in the future he sees plenty of unexpected things, but will he like how his life is going to turn out?

The Brightest Black by Enigmaticrose4 - M, WIP - On that fateful Halloween night Bellatrix Lestrange decided to sate her bloodlust on an innocent muggleborn family. Life is never again the same for the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black. - Dramione AU

How to Win Friends and Influence People by olivieblake - M, WIP - After the war, Hermione discovered she liked to break things; bones, specifically. Similarly, Draco, whose life had crumbled to rubble, became fascinated with explosives. Dramione, post-war, espionage AU.

Ride or Die by olivieblake - E, 29 chapters - The Death Eaters are an outlaw motorcycle club run by Tom Riddle, a notoriously ruthless leader who works the brotherhood into high stakes criminal activity after the death of their previous president. Draco Malfoy is heir to the throne, but his life abruptly changes when fate lands him in the hands of a young doctor. Dramione, muggle AU. COMPLETE.

Broken Wish by So_Malfoy - 15+, one-shot - 'Do not pain me so, for it is only you who cannot see the love I feel for you...' After the war has ended, have things changed? Or has the pain increased? This is the story of three young hearts, their emotions, their passions, and finally, their tragedy. 'For neither could deny nor not see what all the wile was not meant to be..."Thanx to Samhaina for the amazing banner! I'd like to thank every one who voted! Broken Wish won first place for most heart-wrenching story at the dramione awards!

Carpe Diem - themafloys - E, WIP - The war is over and a new school year is beginning. Everyone has to learn how to live again.

Boggart - Flightglow32 - E, WIP - Returning eighth year students have to face a boggart again. Hermione deals with the fallout of her boggart. Being looked after by the slytherin eighth years has far reaching consequences for her friends. Draco/Hermione, Blaise/Harry/Ginny, Theo/Neville pairings. Slow burn with later smut.

Don't Take This Sinner - hexmionegranger - E, 25 chapters - Hermione Granger couldn’t help but think that no matter how difficult they had all figured rebuilding their society would be, no one was expecting anything quite like this. It was another stark reminder that just when things were finally starting to level out, they would never truly have peace and stability. Her entire life in the magical world had been full of shocks and stumbles, and this one seemed like the biggest of them all.A post-war Dramione marriage law fic... with a twist!

After All This Time By: ElleMartin - M, WIP - Hermione is a forty-two year old divorced workaholic. Tired of being raked through the mud in the Prophet's gossip columns, she decides that it's time to make some new headlines at the 25th Anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts. But will a chance encounter in the prefect carriage on the Hogwarts Express derail her plans? Slow-burn Dramione.

Kiss, With Tongue by tamlane - NC-17, 10 Chapters - Frustrated with the male propensity to ‘shag and run,’ the girls engage in a contest to see who can go the farthest by Valentine’s Day without going all the way. But perhaps they should have chosen their partners more carefully….

Heavy Lies the Crown by floorcoaster – Rated M, 36 chapters - Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude, And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. // For seven years, Draco has carried the weight of the world on his shoulders, and just when he thinks he’ll be released, something happens that will make him seek help from the last person he could have imagined.

Charmed to You By: CJRed - M, 36 chapters - Hermione comes up with a charm that allows for ‘bonded soul’ matches, something that has been unheard of for generations. The charm changes the marriage game, but what will Hermione do when her own magic matches her with none other than Draco Malfoy? Disregards Epilogue. Fluff and Lemons. Unique pairings. Complete.

Internal Yearning By: LittleLowe - M, 28 chapters - As if becoming a Veela wasn't bad enough, he had to go and find out his mate was one Hermione Granger. Merlin, he was in for a rough year at Hogwarts.

Nightmares and Nocturnes By: olivieblake - M, WIP - A story per night to save her life. Dramione, dystopian post-war AU.

Laws and Love by NJ Coffee Queen - T, 15 Chapters - With the repeal of the Marriage Law, Draco and Hermione reexamine their life together.

As If Anyone Had Any Doubts by ScarletDeva - G, one shot - Draco Malfoy is having a rotten, bad, no good day. When he ends up getting advice from a ghost, does that make a difference?

Say You Won’t Let Go by ElleMalfoy65 - M, WIP - Draco has wanted Hermione for a long time, just never wanted to admit it. When Hermione catches Ron in bed with another woman, will Draco finally get his chance? Can he respect her wishes unlike Ron

A Change Of Plans - Dustmites - M, 28 chapters - Sometimes things change and it can throw your entire life plan off track. That certainly happened to Hermione Granger, and now she finds herself living in the muggle world once again. But what happens when she runs into an old ‘friend?

Crimson with a Silver Lining - Lady Cailan - M, 77 chapters - It is six years since the fall of the Ministry to Voldemort. Those other than purebloods are deemed less than human. When Ginny’s daughter ends up in grave danger, Hermione sells herself to the Death Eaters to save her life. Draco/Hermione. Not fluffy.

Chain Lighting - y3llowdaisi3s - R, one-shot - The Slytherin Prince and the Gryffindor Princess didn’t know that their actions would start a chain of curses that would change Hogwarts forever.

Forge - dormiensa - T, 15 chapters - Narcissa is tired of her son’s playboying ways and has enlisted Hermione to help break him of his habits.

Dreaming of Spires By: mildred meadowlark - M, WIP - A reclusive Draco Malfoy, barely-recovered from the war, stumbles across Hermione Granger in Oxford, surrounded by books and spires. When he realizes that she has no memories of her life as a witch, he finds himself promising to see her memories restored and her life returned to her. DRAMIONE - EWE - DM/HG - Rated M, just to be sure. Slow burn.

The Good Girl By: attica - M, 12 chapters - [COMPLETE!] He was a tornado and all she wanted to do was plant her feet down and grow roots. Draco/Hermione.

Draco Malfoy's Law of Dynamic Negatives By: Ally147 - M, one-shot - It's just Draco Malfoy's rotten, dumb luck that he'd fall in love with one woman while engaged to another… D/Hr, Post-Hogwarts AU, EWE. Written for the 2015 Dramione Duet.

Better Off Forgotten By: Delancey654 - M, 51 chapters - The Light side won the battle but lost the war. By Ministry decree, all Mudbloods have been Obliviated and "repatriated" to the Muggle world. When Draco Malfoy seeks out Hermione Granger, he wants only one thing . . . but gets far more. HG/DM, KB/MF, CC/TN.

Nightmares and Nocturnes by olivieblake - E, WIP - A story per night to save her life. Dramione, dystopian post-war AU.

Carry On Hermione By: strawberry explosion - M, WIP - Hermione is a Veela. Draco is her mate. Welp, it's time to drown in booze and carry on with her life. That pale haired elitist surely won't mate with a mudblood like her. Warning: Depicts your favorite characters as adults in their 20s.

Soul Scars By: ShayaLonnie - M, 21 chapters - "Scars can come in handy." — Magic gives the gift of a soulmate. Separated by war, alliances, beliefs, and blood, but connected by skin. What if you shared the scars of the person that magic has given you? What if you really, really wished that you didn't?

The Green Games By: Frostfoot-Dreamleaf - T, WIP - When Harry was 13, he took a group of people against Voldemort and failed. As punishment, Voldemort made the Green Games and forced Harry and his friends to fight against each other. Five years later, it's still happening and Hermione ends up as a tribute. Draco is acting suspiciously un-Slytherin and she's not sure she can trust him, but she doesn't have a choice.

Thanks to all those who helped!

#rare pairs #FAQ Fics

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Deuces

Disclaimer: Digimon does not belong to me and neither do the X-Men. Might be completely ooc from the superheroes you may know and expect.

Title: Deuces on FF.net. Rating: G Genre: Drama/Romance Prompt: Superheroes AU Word Count: 2,202

I don't gamble but if I did, I would bet on us.

"Dead Sea", The Lumineers

The first time they meet, a bomb sets off to her right, nearly deafening her.

"Out of the way!"

It's a full-blown battle and her teammates are running, flying around her and tearing the city to the ground. She grabs hold of the first non-friend near her; there is a flash of light, so many images, so much anger and passion, and so much cold. Then there is nothing. She stands, eyes glowing white and creates a snowstorm around them that steals the air from everyone's lungs, all warmth gone from their limbs. Sora joins in and together, they manage to subdue the chaos around them just long enough to draw back.

The professor says it's important to know when to pull back from a battle already won, but Mimi resents not being able to finish it once and for all. They don't deserve this momentary peace.

Sora doesn't like anything about him. From the way he walks, too quietly, always brooding, to the way he talks in that low, sweet voice and how his French slips in every now and then. Mimi watches him from a safe distance in the library while he sits under her favourite oak tree, seemingly harmless. From here, he looks just like any other guy in the academy, he could be anyone and do anything. Perhaps, from here, he isn't the assassin she knows him to be though that possibility doesn't stop her from being angry, too.

The object of her current irritation enters the room and Mimi doesn't turn around when he asks, "Are you going to keep ignoring me?"

She can hear the anger in the way he's breathing so heavily through his nostrils. The thought brings her immense pleasure.

"Mimi, he's a friend."

"He tried to kill us," she tells him, fixing him with a stare. "Nearly damn succeeded, too."

Ryo frowns and she can almost believe him to be flustered. The years and scars have hardened his face and he hasn't shaved in a while. Sometimes she wonders how she could ever find him attractive but then, there are so few men that don't run away when met with her...

"He's not a bad guy," is the only thing he says. Mimi stands quietly and slips by him, half-waiting for him to flinch away from her touch. He doesn't, but then again, she doesn't touch him either.

"I have the strangest feeling you don't like me much."

"I didn't know you were telepathic, too. Mimi, did you know?"

Mimi glances uneasily at Sora, frowning. She's usually much nicer, the sweetest person Mimi has ever met but old habits die hard and this guy had a very good shot at blowing Sora's boyfriend to bits and pieces. You don't forget a thing like that so easily, no matter whose side you say you're on.

"I'm sorry," he says, sneering. "You weren't giving me much of a choice, you know."

"I'm going to find Taichi. You're staying?"

Mimi looks alarmed. "I'll be there in a minute." Sora leaves without another word and Mimi sighs. "She'll come around," she offers, despite not entirely believing her own words. "You did shoot at him."

He considers her for a moment and Mimi struggles not to break eye contact. He's handsome, not like Taichi, who is rugged and a bit rough; his features are delicate, would be almost too pretty if it weren't for the scars and the eerie, unnatural blue of his eyes. Mimi thinks it must be hard, having people always avert your eyes.

"What about you?"

She pouts. It's not his fault, she thinks, that Ryo thought it was a good idea to bring him in. His instincts are almost always right, even if the way he handles things is completely wrong. "I'm angrier at someone else at the moment, so you're good."

"So what's your power?" he asks, settling on the grass near her. He eyes her carefully, from her closed toe shoes to the pants and long sleeves, the gloves she's begun to put on the moment he approached her. "Hypersensitivity to the sunlight?"

"I'm—," she pauses, taking a small breath. He's toying with a playing card between his fingers, doing all sorts of ridiculous little tricks; it's the queen of hearts. Mimi smiles ruefully. "I'm a thief."

Gambit—that's what he calls himself these days—stops twirling the card and looks at her, smiling and she's sure she has never seen him smile before. He throws the card with scary precision into the sky and it blows up in tiny pieces, the cardboard falling around them like dry snow. "That's funny," he says, though he isn't smiling anymore. "So am I."

During the next few months, they spend a lot more time together. They train and eat together and sometimes he helps her study. Most of the time he's off on his own while Mimi attends her lessons and then he shows her a few nifty little tricks he's been working on. Sora doesn't hate him anymore and though Taichi still grumbles every now and then, she's sure he likes him more than he lets on. It's hard not to. He's quiet and polite, charming when he wants to be, clever even without trying. The professor values his input and experience and much of their success can be owed to the things he has brought and taught them.

The word 'mercenary' lingers in the air, still too raw to forget. Mimi tries not to think too much about it but sometimes she wonders, too, what kind of story he drags behind.

"Why do they call you Rogue?"

The light in the greenhouse casts a strange look on him, like a wraith or some other dream-demon of old.

"I ran away from home, left this place a couple of times," she sticks her tongue out at him. "I guess, there aren't many other things you could call me."

"I could think of a few," he says, and it's so rare to see him joke, Mimi doesn't know how to respond. So she tosses her hair over her shoulder and gives him a nonchalant shrug.

"Why'd they call you Gambit?"

"It's a trick move," he answers, tilting the waterpot into the cacti she's been looking after. "And an unfortunate nickname."

A new group of students arrives late that autumn, and Mimi greets them as happily as she can. Some of them are orphans, others are runaways, like her. A few were sent in by understanding parents who figure out it's better for them to be with their kind. These are always the most miserable kids. She does her best to help them adjust to life at the institute, figure out the rules and generally keep out of harm's way. At the end of the day, despite their powers, they're still mostly children and are sometimes treated as such.

Because she's kind and rather beautiful, every now and then some boy who thinks he's too clever will try to make a pass at her. Mimi brushes them all off easily, light-heartedly; none must come to harm. But every once in a while someone will grow too bold and won't pay heed to the warnings. Accidents have happened before, it's how the rumors started.

"Hey, Rogue, check it out!"

It all happens so fast. The kid reaches out and holds fast to her wrist and suddenly Mimi's entire body is on fire. Someone screams and it takes a moment for her to realise it's her, she's screaming and Takuya is on the floor and she can see the whites in his eyes. She's so sorry but she can't stay, not here, not with him looking all but dead while flames melt down her limbs.

"Move!" she bellows and she runs, fast, away and out into the woods that surround the property. She can see flashes of his life, his family, the scent of baking bread mixes unpleasantly with the smell of charred hair, clothes and skin. Mimi stops, doubles over and throws up until her stomach is empty.

He finds her sitting on a rock, near the small pond on the eastern field of the property.

"They were all looking for you."

"How is he?"

He scratches his jaw, solemn. "A bit dazed, but he'll live. I think he's mostly embarrassed though."

"I didn't mean to do it," she murmurs, hiding her face in her arms. "He caught me off guard, I couldn't—,"

"He shouldn't have touched you," he says, so fiercely that Mimi looks up and nearly misses his expression, fogged as her eyes are. He seems to notice and runs a hand through his hair; when he turns to her all traces of it are gone and he's smiling good-naturedly. "You really are something, aren't you, chére?"

They hadn't been expecting it. One moment they were together, having dinner and the next their intercoms were buzzing and the Blackbird was loaded and ready to go. Mimi hesitates briefly but Taichi (sweet Taichi) holds on to her hand and tugs on it. "We're a team," he says, then smiles that half-smile that irritates her so much. "And you're coming with us."

They drop down on ground zero and the fight that ensues is exhausting, both terrifying and exhilarating. She's never had free range with her powers before but this time she doesn't have time to think, to plan; she takes what she needs and gives them what they deserve. She's fought Magneto before, she's not afraid to do it again and the multiple explosions that seem to follow (but never touch her) are all the reassurance she needs.

Smoke chokes her lungs and she dives away from the blast, covering her face with her arms. He's gliding towards her, so close that she can touch him so she does, she dives for him and clutches his face, there's a huge blast behind her and the rest is all dark.

His eyes are the first thing she sees when she awakes. His face, usually composed, is a mess of dirt and sweat. There's blood trickling from his left brow and his eye is completely shut. He's devastating nonetheless and she's never been happier to see him.

"Rogue?" His voice is hoarse, like he's been screaming. She's drifting back into unconsciousness and desperate, he kisses her. She gasps and falls into his outstretched arms.

Things are never the same between them again.

"You could've died," she says bitterly, sitting in the hospital ward. The harsh bright lights make him look sickly pale and this makes her heart shrink. Because she's absorbed Ryo's powers on more than one occassion, Mimi heals rather fast and is already looking a lot like her former self. He's not as lucky, still a bit mangled and wearing an eye-patch over his left eye. The other one shines as startlingly blue as the first time they met.

"But I didn't," he sighs. "I thought you'd be happier about it."

"You shouldn't have!"

"You were on the ground—!"

"I don't mean the bomb," her voice has gone uncharacteristically quiet and he hesitates only a moment before moving, carefully, to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. The usual rose gold of her hair is framed by locks of silver, brighter than ever before. She flinches a little and her eyes fill with tears.

"I don't regret it. I would only hope you don't, either."

It feels so good to be touched again. His fingers (gloved, almost always gloved), lightly brush her cheeks and Mimi leans in to his touch. He bends down to place his lips on her shoulder; the kiss lingers soft and sweet and she shudders underneath his touch. They lay together like this, with him resting on her breast and tracing circles on her skin. She sighs, curling into him and placing her hand on his hair, kissing the backs of her fingers.

The psyonic imprint of his mind lingers somewhere in the back of hers, a cruel reminder of a moment that was stolen from them. He's louder than others, trembling with the sort of intensity that threatens to be overwhelming.

"What else did you see?"

"Your house, friends you have lost. The family you grew up with." She's crying again. "I'm sorry."

He rolls over to lay beside her, taking a deep breath and looking up into the ceiling. When he turns, both eyes are focused on her. "Call me by my name."

So she smiles, breathless, and he kisses her open palm. "Okay, Yamato."

"I want to kiss you."

A breathless laugh escapes her, ending in a sob that shakes her to her core. "I thought I had lost you."

"You could never lose me, chére. I couldn't bear it."

This time she does laugh and it's almost infectious, like something from his childhood he thought he had lost. His lips curl against the cloth that covers her neck and he kisses her pulse. If this moment is all they'll have, then—

"You're a prince, Ishida Yamato."

"Prince of thieves. Let's steal one more from Fate, hm?"

Notes: Part two of #digiOTPweek2k17 and a couple of observations.

1. I was already halfway done when someone pointed out this could've worked with Yamato as Rogue and Mimi as Gambit. I was tempted but upon the rewrite, I realised there were a few traits I wanted to keep and decided not to do it. I may or may not regret this decision.

2. In chess, a 'gambit' is an opening where you move a pawn that requires a sacrifice.

3. I regret so much about this piece but didn't want to miss out on the superhero fun! I'm trash.

4. The last lines are are from an actual panel from the comics and were originally what inspired me to write about them.

#digiotpweek #tachikawa mimi #ishida yamato #mimato #superhero au #rogue x gambit au #the author regrets everything

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Trinity’s Fic Recs

I’m putting this out in honor of Fanfic Writers’ Day (August 21), but I will continue to update it as fanfictions are released and as I read more of them or remember others from the past!

List includes Nanatsu no Taizai, Legend of Zelda, and Fullmetal Alchemist fanfictions (in that order).

Nanatsu no Taizai

Cold - Melliz oneshot The sight of her mangled body, armor crusted in blood crushed all of his anger under the unforgiving mountain of grief. No comforting warmth, no flame of determination, and no eruption of wrath. His world reduced to the bitter, biting cold; the memory of her lifeless body forever burned into his memory.

Have you ever had your heart ripped out and stomped on? Here, read this. Now you have. Join the club.

Wanting Something More - escalin oneshot After the battle at Castle Liones, Merlin retreats to her laboratory for research. But while there, she finds that for the first time, she must look outside of herself for strength. Oneshot

I don’t personally love escalin, at least not where it is at in the manga right now. However, the author deserves a shoutout for being one of the only individuals to write escalin or to take on the challenge of writing Merlin and succeed. Excellent read.

Watching Sin - silly group fic The Sins, King Baltra, Hawk and Elizabeth are pulled into a room to watch the Seven Deadly Sins anime...years before it happens. Watching the Seven Deadly Sins/Nanatsu No Taizai fanfiction. Interpret ships as you please. A little bit of swearing and canon typical violence.

Every character is a little OOC and the premise is wack; that’s exactly what makes this fic enjoyable. It’s just silly and wonderful because of it.

Ears - Helbram Harlequin bro times oneshot Before he became the Fairy King, Harlequin got picked on by the other fairies for his appearance quite a bit. Helbram is NOT okay with this. Just some child brotp-ing.

I just... I need more. The author portrays these two quite well, and their playful teasing (but extremely fond) interaction reads realistically. It’s so sweet!

Enlighten My Darkness - Melizabeth AU After years of a shaky peace between the goddesses and demons, something has begun to kill off their numbers once more. To their outrage, tainted beings of sorts are discovered to be the cause. But who is behind those? Two beings, also the strongest of their races, are sent to find out. Meliodas and Elizabeth, next leaders of their realms. This decision isn't one of the wisest. AU.

You know this fic. If you haven’t read it, you’ve seen it recommended more than once, I’m sure. Well, it deserves the kudos. The author develops both Meliodas and Elizabeth into well-rounded characters, and their extreme ideologies from the goddess and demon clans are believable. Plus, I’ve never seen sexual tension portrayed this well in a very very long time.

The Legend of Zelda

Dead Inside - Zelink, AU Seven lifetimes it's been since we've started remembering. Each time we'd vanquished the evil, and each time afterwards we had each other. We'd marry, we'd have children, we'd age, we'd be together. And then the cycle would start anew. But never did I consider what would happen if one of us were to die early. And what if they weren't reborn? Zelink AU. Rated M for violence.

I don’t care if you don’t ship Zelink. I don’t care if you actively hate the ship. The first chapter of this fic will have you hooked hard, and the author’s vibrant cast of characters and skillful handling of secrets will keep you involved.

The King’s Bride - Zelink, AU For centuries, it has been tradition among the Gerudo for the newly crowned King to capture a maiden to be his wife. When his father dies, Link sets his eyes on the Princess of Hyrule, who's completely unwilling to comply. Will he convince her to be the Gerudo King's Bride, or will he realize he's bitten off more than he can chew? Zelink AU. A retelling of Beauty and the Beast.

Some people might not appreciate the premise of this fic and the ship that develops within it. That said, the characters are endearing, the relationship entrancing and believable, and the strong plot is driven by much, much more than a superficial insistence that the main characters kiss. Plus, if you’re a fan of series lore, this fic will make you itch in the best of ways.

Thief - AU I've been working at the Hylian Triforce Protection Agency for longer than I can remember. It never occurred to me that I might not have been fighting on the right side all these years; not until I'd met that weird, green-clad thief who flipped my perception of reality upside-down. Throw in the school hottie, a whole lot of secrets, some teenage angst and BAM! you have my life.

I haven’t checked back in on this fic in a while, and it may never be finished. What’s there is worth a read, however. The narrator (Zelda) is snappy and funny, and the premise is oh-so-interesting. The author distributed cameos and modified the world of Hyrule for a modern setting in some clever ways. A very entertaining read.

Kidnapping Zelda Harkinian - zelgan, AU My name's Ganon Dragmire, and this is the story of the time I was blackmailed into breaking a girl's heart. But that was back before I knew the weight of the secrets she carried, back before I learned about a reincarnation cycle centuries old. And it was long, long before I dreamed that I'd ever fall in love- especially so honestly, and especially with her. Ganon/Zelda.

In which Ganondorf narrates like Holden Caufield and provides a generally hilarious lens through which to experience a story. Heck, this fic is fun.

Fire to Fire - zelgan, episodic chapters For Ganondorf Dragmire, reincarnation doesn't mean rebirth. It means growing fresh skin over a withered core. It means feeding an addiction that doesn't die with age. It means watching Princess Zelda forget him, over… and over… and over. [Multichaptered, angsty, reincarnation!centric Zelgan six-shot]

This is one of my favorite Legend of Zelda fics ever. Even if you are not fond of the Zelda/Ganondorf ship, I thoroughly recommend it. The author uses evocative language with a skilled touch, and they are a master of imagery. I just... I love this fic.

Splendid, Indeed - post-TP, oneshot We are shallow, and therefore we are blind. Post-TP.

“This half-boy, half-man, in a terrible half-world.” I’m a sucker for ‘aftermath’ fics, especially for Twilight Princess. This drabble delivers thoroughly, with beautiful language and poetic prose. Saving the world is not beautiful.

Fullmetal Alchemist

The Ishvalan Accords - post-Promised Day, Ishvalan Ed AU It's a year after the Promised Day, and Fuhrer Grumman, with General Mustang and his crew's assistance, wants to restore Ishval to its previous glory. When negotiations between Amestris and Ishval convene, why does a certain golden-eyed former alchemist seem so interested? Just what has he been hiding for so many years?

I just so appreciated the author’s handling of all the characters and the subtle way in which they developed not only the Ishvalan culture, but also the relationship between Ishval and Amestris, each of the characters’ reactions to situations, and what their Ishvalan identity means to the Elric brothers

Supplemental Rules and Regulations - canon It all began after Hawkeye got her dog, and spiraled downward from there. A chronicle of the day-to-day chaos of Eastern HQ, and the supplemental rules that grew out of it. Surprisingly, Ed and Alphonse are not the main culprits. Rated T, for safety.

This is, bar none, one of the most entertaining fics I’ve ever read. I keep it open in a tab on my phone and come back to any one of the 23 quick, amusing chapters for a laugh every now and then.

Giving Tree - canon-ish

There is no summary. No summary is necessary. Read this fanfiction; ‘nuff said.

Loyal Dogs and A Dog Half Feral- canon-divergent With all the conflict and tension between Amestris and Aerugo, it was inevitable that a war would break loose. Mustang, though, had always thought that he would be able to keep his young prodigy away from such a nightmarish ordeal.

Blue Exorcist

Much Ado About A Tail - canon

You know how you’ve always wanted to know what Rin thought about suddenly having a tail? Worry no more.

Father Material - canon AU

Satan!Rin AU. Darkly hilarious and (I think) the character of Satan is handled with great deftness and subtlety. Love it love it.

Light Exorcist, Light Exorcist: Scions - canon future fic

As A Demon Thinketh - canon divergent

Unbecoming - canon AU

My Hero Academia

Heroes of the Dark - villain!AU Uraraka has spent almost a year grieving the tragic loss of Deku, but she is slowly moving on. This is, until, Deku comes back into her life and shatters everything she's rebuilt. Except he's not what he seems. Something is wrong with him, and Uraraka will be damned if she lets the darkness take him again.

Tokyo Ghoul

A Pound of Flesh - canon-divergent Rank 1 Investigator Nagachika Hideyoshi has a secret. When he eats dinner at home with his two roommates, he's the only one not eating human flesh.

Circumvent To Kaneki, it's just another assignment: destroy as many investigators as possible. However, the mission takes a dramatic turn when he discovers that a certain blond is among the CCG's ranks.

It’s Not Black and White Hide, despite being hailed as an investigative prodigy, has never been one to follow the rules. But after meeting a very dangerous and supposedly very "dead" SS-rank ghoul, breaking the rules becomes a million times more interesting.

#nanatsu no taizai fanfiction #fanfiction #fic recs #loz #legend of zelda #fma #fullmetal alchemist #my stuff

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solluxonhivestuck · 7 years

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Backstory.

((OOC and It’s likely going to get lost, but I’ll link it at the front. This is my Sol’s story, in chronological order, from the time I started RPing this iteration of him. It’s going to be a lot, so it’s under the link. This is mostly for me but also anyone who’s interested?))

- The story's the same up until after Sollux gets blinded pre-retcon and leaves with Aradia to drift in the dream bubbles, greeting ghosts and talking to dead friends, etc etc, everything you do in dream bubbles while still alive and totally reliant on your moirail for everything.

- He decided he wanted to fight in the battle against Lord English. He hated being a burden, being Aradia's pet pity project. He wanted to do something. He wanted to fight. He was adamant. He'd thought there wasn't anything left for him to do, anyway. He'd already survived to the end of his lifelong prophecy, heard no more voices, received no more visions. Aradia didn't have the heart to tell him that it was the wrong path.

- Using her music boxes, which were not given to Gamzee in this timeline, she rolls time back with him and takes him to his planet. He'd already completed most of the planet quest on his own and with Feferi's help at the time, with Aradia's help and actual conviction he was able to complete the puzzle and eradicate the fire that plagued his world.

- His plan was to reach god tier, to reset and heal his body, to awaken his powers, and to throw everything he could into protecting his timeline and fighting. Unfortunately that wasn't in Paradox Space's plans, and although this wasn't the contributing factor to this timeline's doom, he goes on to believe his decision was the cause for it without any evidence ever given to prove otherwise. His quest cocoon was still aflame, so he and Aradia didn't have to think too hard about how he'd actually need to die in it. It was a matter of being held in it long enough to suffocate and die. It wasn't a great plan to be honest.

- Turns out none of it was a great plan. Burning alive sucks. At least you suffocate before you burn to death. Worse is going a sweep and a half in silent bliss only to have sight returned, voices tenfold, and knowledge beyond comprehension of doom and what it entails to all. Sensory overload. His pan couldn't handle it. Too much screaming, too much death, countless upon countless ghosts would be killed in the battle of Lord English and he heard each one at once, his own included. He was going to die heroically. His pan was too busy drowning to even decide if he was okay with that.

- Aradia decided she'd seen enough of the suffering. The timeline was doomed anyway, and Sollux put in this much effort, this much will to fight, that she didn't want to see him throw it away so quickly. On her way back to their own time, she split into an alternate timeline and dropped him there, leaving him alone. Her reasons were her own, and he couldn't tell you what they were beyond the fact he trusted whatever Aradia had been thinking.

- Wherever he'd been left alone at, Sollux's thinkpan couldn't handle the stimulation overload and shut off from itself. His memories of what happened were locked off, trapping him into a confused state for a long time that he just learned to get used to. He remembers being blind and being with Aradia, but he's got no answers as to why he's healthy, can see, and is alone now. He'd taken up residence in a memory of his old hive.

- Thanks to time being wrong in the dream bubbles and Sollux missing a large chunk of his memory thanks to trauma-induced memory loss, he's complacent to stay for a while without really having a grasp of how much time has gone by, especially when he's being left alone, unsupervised, and already had an abysmal sense of time passing. This period of time doesn't treat him well, it's a miracle he manages to sustain himself at all, but he does manage to not die out of stupidity and miscare.

(Here is where backstory "ends" and roleplay begins. A lot of this backstory was fleshed out through play, because for a while I didn't have an explanation as to why he could see but remembered being blind.)

- He finds a Psii trapped in a dream bubble, unaware that he's dead, still serving as the Helmsman to the Battleship Condescension. Sollux goes through his usual habit when meeting a ghost that doesn't know they're dead: don't tell them, help them through the memory and let them remember on their own. Psii never remembered. Sollux eventually grew fond of the pitiful fuck. Wanted to help him. Learned more about him. Looked forward to talking to him. Several perigees pass talking to the dead Helmsman and he never once mentions the truth to Psii. He's falling in pity.

- It doesn't help that a new Aradia has stumbled into his life. Not HIS Aradia, he's never seen her since before he could see. It doesn't help that Sollux Captor is head over heels in love with Aradia, a troll who had been only pale with him. Her feelings never went ruddy the way his did, so he'd never told her. Tried to move on. This girl, though. She had different plans. She was flush for this certain wreck of a Sollux captor. And that made things difficult.

- He's got feelings split, half between the old trapped helmsman who's newest fear is decommissioning. He doesn't know he's already dead and he's begging Sollux not to let him die. Half between the girl he grew up with, an alternate perhaps but timelines close enough that they meshed anyway. The old Helmsman and the girl both know about each other, he's never been interested in hiding their existance from each other. And they never chose to fight.

- Sollux comes up with a reckless rescue plan involving Aradia, Vriska, and Jane. The day Psii's memory has him pulled from the helm, which saves Sollux and them a lot of trouble of having to learn how to unhook a helmsman on the fly, is the day they infiltrate the ship. There's several phantoms of the crew around, but since none of it is really real, they have little problem retrieving the "dying" helmsman. Sollux has informed none of the other players that Psii is in fact already dead, and convinces Jane to use a life restoration skill on Psii to save him from death. This revives his ghost, and the Psiionic is now half-alive. Sollux didn't want him to know he died as a slave, and that was his single selfish drive through the entire mission.

- Psii comes to live with Sollux at Sollux's hive and Aradia visits often. The three have decided on an arrangement where the three of them share a poly flush arrangement between themselves equally, quite possibly the best outcome the tangle of feelings could have had. It was good. Psii stays with Sollux as he heals, builds weight, and generally learns how to be a troll again.

- Psii brings home a half-grown ghost kitten which they decide to name Sanity.

- The Psiionic becomes pale with an Eridan younger than Sollux, but no less feisty. It takes them a long time to get along, but they eventually, tentatively manage. Psii, for the most part, visits Eridan's hive when he needs some pale time.

- Due to shenanigans originally intent on Sollux wanting to harass every Eridan he could find, he gathers them into a group and picks a fight. Like he's trying to prove something, he was in an especially manic phase and felt it was a good idea. Unfortunately, Psii had come with him and things didn't go as planned. It ended up being a peaceful arrangement with three of the Amporas entranced in a lightshow, one of them taking a shine to Sollux. Psii ended up forcing two of them along with Sollux into a cuddle pile, and it was all a gross pseudo-pale, peaceful mess.

- Since he could tolerate the guy fairly well, Sollux decided to follow up on the second, older Eridan. Since they both had the same name, Psii decided to split their names; the younger one who was his own moirail became Eri, and the elder one who took a shine to Sollux became Danny. Both Eridans complied without complaint, and that just became the way they were addressed.

- Sollux meets a stranger named Jaydia who turns out to be his descendant from an alternate timeline. They grow close, and form a tentative pale bond after some time. Unfortunately, Sollux is an absolute mess, and she wasn't able to provide for him in the way he needed her to. They break off the relationship, but remain friends. She stays together with Aradia.

- Turns out Amporas are stupid and pitiful if you actually take the time to get to know them. Sollux wouldn't be sure which one of them was paler first, but eventually they had a sit-down at Danny's hive and discussed some clear pity tension that lead to the diamond quadrant being happily filled. Which was good, because Sollux desperately needed that someone to take care of him, and Danny was more than willing to deliver, and gave him what he needed perfectly to keep him a sane, functioning troll.

- For a short period of time, Sollux has a pitch entanglement with Vriska. She proves to be a rather terrible kismesis, not that anyone was surprised by that. Not one fuckin' bit. The relationship lasts little over two weeks before he addresses her directly and severs it. They don't speak again after that, probably out of shame for being shitty spades. Who knows.

- Danny and Sollux attempt to vacillate black together now that the quadrant is free, because Sollux is so fucking pale for his diamond that he was willing to help the seatroll let off steam. While it helped a little bit, both of them were too pale for that shit and it ultimately wasn't a option they pursued.

- A grub is created through ectobiology from the donors Meenah Peixes and Roxy Lalonde, then ultimately abandoned to Psii through Meenah because he was the only troll she knew who wouldn't kill it. A white-skinned fuschia grub that they eventually decided to name Caliya Peixes, and she became a part of their family. Soon after this, they all decide to move to Aradia's hive, because there's a lot more space for the lot of them there rather than a hivecell that used to belong to a stem.

- He talks to Danny about his memory problems. It'd been something he'd been so used to that he never gave it thought, but Eridan had to go asking QUESTIONS, and Sollux realized with a prickle of discomfort he was met with confusion and darkness when he tried to answer them. Brought up suggestions. Maybe he was dead, and didn't remember. A ghost. Maybe he was god tier. Maybe he was just fucked up. It made him scared. Thankfully, Danny knew someone. A Kurloz Makara, who was talented enough with his chucklevoodoos that he could pick apart a troll's brain and surface any repressed memories. After discussing with both of his matesprits what he should do, he decides to accept the offer and meet with Kurloz.

- The retrieval, in essense, was simple. Sit in the same room, lower his mental barriers, and let Kurloz pick apart his thinkpan. It was absolutely fucking terrifying, and it was only his trust for Danny's suggestion that he allowed the clown in. And Kurloz discovered a lot more than they'd bargained for. Having his pan opened to everything that had been locked out for who knows how long, he nearly lost his mind a second time, but Kurloz was able to grab hold of his mind and calm him just enough for Sollux to get a grip on himself and work on getting the overwhelming sensations under control.

- Under control is a loose definition, he takes a long time to learn how to make anything manageable, lots of sleepless days and restless nights. Lots of sweat-filled late-day piles with his moirail to keep himself in one piece while he sorted through the voices that overwhelmed even those that he remembered, voices from many different timelines overlapping, trying to force their way into his understanding as was the way of the Mage.

- Danny goes missing. There's no word, no warning, nothing at all to indicate where he might have gone. Sollux looks, but can't find him. Stays alone in the other troll's hive sometimes. Wanders. Tries countless code functions to try and track him, met with dead end after dead end. He doesn't take the loss well, feels betrayed and abandoned. Like it was his fault.

- Aradia's gone on longer and longer excursions until she stops coming back at all. Jaydia goes missing in this time as well. It's down to Sollux and Psii again, and they come to terms with having been abandoned by their matesprit.

- Eri comes to stay with the Captors at Aradia's hive after being attacked in his hive and it being rendered unlivable until repairs are made. Repairs end up being put off because Eridan is injured from the attack, and he honestly prefers living with the Captors as opposed to being alone on his island.

- Sollux and Psii are asleep in the couch when Psii has a nightmare. Eri happens to pass through and wake his moirail because it looks fairly bad. However, the nightmare was an old memory of his time with Dualscar, and Eridan waking him up only left him trapped frightened in the memory. Two optic blasts from the frightened Psiionic lost Eri his right arm and Sollux one of his expendable lives. It was later revealed that Sollux hadn't prevented injury because he'd forseen the event, and had he interfered he would have died a Heroic death trying to protect Eridan, and Eridan would have suffered a doubledeath, leaving Psii alive, traumatized, and alone.

- Sollux has gone through a few different coping mechanisms to handle not having his goddamned moirail, who he's still in love with, his matesprit, who he's still in love with. Alcohol, sparingly, but he's no good with that. Self harm in the form of self-neglect. He even tried smoking after bumming cigarrettes off of Cronus to see if nicotine would calm his nerves. It's not even the fact that he doesn't have his close people anymore, it's the fact that Paradox wants to claim the death he's supposed to have. What's worse, it wants Psii dead too. Two Captors who shouldn't even be alive, and it wants to fix this mistake. And he's trying so hard on his own to keep them safe without anyone knowing. It's hard. It's hard and no one understands.

- Psii is stressed because Sollux is stressed, and finding out Sollux started smoking was the last straw for Psii. He tears into Sollux after cornering him, and the confrontation turns to fighting until they flip to an unhealthy sort of black. Eri, who can hear the crashing and thumping from the other room, ends up coming in in an attempt to auspiticize the whole affair. His attempts are wildly unsuccessful but the situation gets diffused regardless, and Sollux stops smoking.

- Eridan becomes kismesis with Nepeta Leijon.

- Eridan befriends Equius Zahhak, and the two, over time, become close enough to form a matespritship. Eridan decides he'd like to move back to his ship and bring the Captors with him, there's plenty of splace. The four end up forming a familiy unit thanks to the closeness of their quadrants. Eridan also receives a useful robotic arm from an alternate Equius.

- A Dualscar, who had been periodically giving trouble to Sollux, Aradia, Psii, and Caliya, appears again after months of silence and shoves a seadwelling grub into Eridan's arms. Being disallowed to cull the grub by both his matesprit and his moirail, Eridan chooses to raise it, naming him Aristl after the ancient philosopher, Aristotl.

- Eridan ends up breaking up with Nepeta after nearly killing her twice because she continued to press the wrong buttons. She attempted to get Sollux to ausptitize their relationship in an attempt to save it, but he refuses because there was no saving it.

- Sollux engages in a kismessitude with a fuschia-blooded emporer Eridan for a short period of time before he to vanishes from the grid. At this point he's really bitter about making any sort of relationships. Bitter and hesitant. Psii and Eri are starting to collectively force pale time on him, because he's a nervous wreck who refuses to let anything out and cross quadrant lines. He's the only one that seems to actually give a fuck about that, though.

- After joining hivestuck in a last attempt at salvation from himself and hope for distraction, he comes across his missing moirail very briefly. He barely gets an exchange and then doesn't see him again. He's extremely sad and bitter over this, understandably. Something tentative and pale is happening with Equius at home, but Sollux is so fucking scared of someone leaving him again that he won't even look at it.

- He accidentally got bit right in the neck by one of the grubs, and the little guy's fangs were long enough to pierce into an important vein in his neck, which would produce internal bleeding that none of them knew how to heal. Eri ended up talking Psii out of a mercy kill to do it himself and trigger Sollux's conditional immortality to make him well again.

- He currently has a robot he received from an alternate Equius that he's been working on programming an AI for, because he wants to see if he can use it as a surrogate moirail, because he is that fucking scared of another troll leaving him behind and he's going to end up getting himself killed if he doesn't have something that he won't push away. This route's going to go about as well as you're expecting it to: awfully.

- His kismesis returned to him after some pisspoor excuse but has made promise not to leave again. He’s skeptical, but he’s getting really jaded on people being close to him all around.

This brings us to present.

#ooc #sollux captor #biography

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likegston-blog · 7 years

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shows up 10 years late w/ an intro/info post . as we all well know from the ooc blog : i’m cosbo ! i still play pokemon go , i create things you never asked for in photoshop , i’ve been in love with gaston since the age of four , & i don’t think i’ve ever once gotten enough sleep in my life . under the cut i’ll give you a rundown on your favorite self absorbed french asshole & how i’m playing him + an important note regarding my activity in the upcoming weeks !

MY WHAT A GUY , THAT GASTON !

if you’ve heard the catchy song you probably know that no one does literally anything quite like gaston . & true enough gaston is talented plus he’s probably one of the most handsome people you will ever meet but the downside to that fact is he is fully aware of it . gaston thinks he shits gold probably . he shows up to birthday parties with no present & say his presence alone is a present . he’s the king of entitled white boys . & unfortunately he’s not quite familiar with the word NO . if he thinks your pretty , he may lay some moves on you & if you try to turn him down honestly he’ll just be more interested just ask belle . this mainly goes for just girls but am i gonna sit here & say he can’t appreciate a pretty man ? you bet your sweet ass i’m not . no one’s bi like gaston ! however , he does come from a time where any form of non heterosexuality was highly frowned upon so … he’s coming to terms w/ that one . it’s fine he’ll get there .

GASTON’S PAST : we don’t know much about gaston’s past other than he did fight in a war ( given the timeline of beauty & the beast being mid 18th century there’s a few possibilities in which war he fought in but we’re gonna say it was either the war of austrian succession (1740 - 1748) or it was the seven years war (1754 - 1763) ) & he became a war hero & an army captain . it was also stated by luke evans in an interview that gaston’s celebrity status in the little village of villeneuve comes from the fact he protected the village from a pack of portuguese marauders in 1740 when he was just 16 . in the book it also states that this war he fought in & became a hero in was 12 years prior to the story . what baffles me the most abt that is he still wears his uniform . who has clothes that still fit & look pristine for 12 years ???? anyway . speaking of his uniform an interesting thing to note is that gaston’s war uniform is bright red . in the 18th century ... the french army wore blue . the red coats were the british so ... from that we can assume gaston fought with the british army which i’ll have more on that deal in the family section of the intro post but what i wanna talk about here is on one hand we can believe gaston was a british war hero who had ties to france that had him live there . on the other , & i think this better fits gaston’s horrid personality , gaston could be a deserter from the british army who stabbed the british in the back , turning on them & becoming a war hero for france . he is fond of stabbing backs it seems like him . now ! moving on ! gaston does have ptsd from the war , even luke said this in an interview , though he keeps it under wraps by feeding off the praise he gets , making himself feel useful & wanted rather than focusing on how empty his life’s been since the war , & burying it under his inflated ego . underneath that , however ? yeah , he’s pretty broken , jaded , & when he doesn’t get what he wants his anger comes forth in a very militaristic fashion that seeks to destroy anything in his path to what he wants due to the fact that part of him is still seeking to return to the war . not even tweleve whole years have shaken the battle out of gaston & his mind since it just hasn’t been able to settle back . some part of him has wired itself to live on the adrenaline & action of the war & his frustration with his inability to settle back into a peaceful life has made him crave the war . he seeks for the thrill , the high , of war similiar situations & while most once shook their head at this they would come to find out that his war hungry half can be something more far more dangerous when his anger is tested along with it . it’s times like that when gaston hardly realizes he’s partly acting on his frustration & anger with mundane life & subconscious need for the chaos of war .

GASTON’S FAMILY : we know nothing of gaston’s parents … but one can assume he’s probably from a well off family & he’s most definitely an only child . one headcanon i do have is that while gaston’s mother was french , his father , though of french decent hence the surname legume , was from england . in the 2017 film , lefou says ‘je ne sais quoi ?’ & gaston responds that he doesn’t know what that means . pretty sad for a french guy , yeah ? they way i headcanon it is that gaston was born in england & his family moved to france with but his mother soon left he & his father when gaston was still very young . so gaston’s british , technically . he & his father simply didn’t move after his mother left , it was too much a hassle , & gaston’s father spoke most only english & also sought gaston out an english tutor . from living in france , yes , gaston has indeed picked up some french but he’s actually not fluent . he knows a good amount of basic conversation & could hold a decent one & then he also knows military commands but that’s about it . through most his life , when having trouble with the languge be that trouble speaking it or listening to it , he would often turn to lefou to translate . anyhow , back on topic , much of gaston’s personality comes from his extreme need for attention as a child & his father’s spoiling of him in addition to his father’s insanely sexist view on masculinity which he inherited .

GASTON IN THE ENCHANTED FOREST : we all know how beauty & the beast ends for gaston . he does a cheep shot at the beast from behind then , afterwards , the structure he was standing on crumbles & he falls to his death . well , the last thing gaston remembers is falling . that is the point of beauty & the beast that i’ve taken him from . that being said , this mean’s gaston’s anger & deranged violent nature is at critical level . tick him off ? you’re getting hit . he’s extremely angry at belle … yet still wants to marry her because now it’s just a matter of pride kinda thing . if you bring up the beast or just anything about his story , probably , he will snap a bit .

MISCELLANEOUS HEADCANONS :

yes , gaston can read ! unlike his cartoon counterpart who only likes picture books . now , he doesn’t read any of the books they have in the village , of course , as they’re all in french ( save for romeo & juliet as it’s by an english playwright but gaston would not subject himself to reading gooey romance shakespear when things such as hamlet & macbeth exist ) & he’s even less terrific at reading french than he is at speaking it . mostly he reads only from his father’s small collection of books which he grew up with & has now inherited . his favorite is actually macbeth , seeing as he quotes it in the mob song .

he really loves breakfast food you guys . does he really eat 5 dozen eggs a day ? may have been an exaggeration . but ! he does eat a good heap of eggs every morning & it’s at least slightly concerning .

most of the time he will only do things that somehow benefit him . this is how he is & if he doesn’t see gain in his end in whatever you’re asking him to do he’ll most likely turn it down .

if doing something will get him adoring fans he’ll do it & he won’t let anyone else help . he lives for praise . oh there’s a child in a burning building ? you’re going to save it ? not anymore he’ll tie you to a tree so that he can do it & get the glory . he’s a very bad team player for sure .

WANTED CONNECTIONS : i. LEFOU . connection taken ! gaston abanoned lefou , who only spent his days adoring gaston & being in literal love w/ him , to die after using him as a human sheild & letting him crushed by candenza . as horrible as gaston was to lefou in the end he does know that lefou is his biggest fan & before his jealousy & anger took him over he was genuinely friends with lefou . lefou has been his friend since he was young & fought in the war beside him . guaranteed to anyone who brings me a lefou : heartbreaking plots , many tears , my constant bothering of you , sad headcanons , MY ETERNAL LOVE!!!!! , any gif icons or static icons of lefou you may need i will make them for you , & more ! a josh gad fc would be preferred but ik he doesn’t have the most abundant of resources so if you have someone else in mind that’s fine but like just hmu first if you’re using someone else . i seriously will make you static & gif icons if you use josh , though , like i will make resources for you . LISTEN I’D JUST LOVE A LEFOU SO MUCH !

+ COSBO’S ACTIVITY NOTE 6/3 !

i’m moving in two weeks ! yeah , i joined a rpg at not the best time but it’s fine . see , you may notice that on my app i say i’m in pacific time ! well , i’m actually currently in central standard time at the current moment . but i’m going to be moving literally across the country to california ! i put pacific time on my app though because i thought it pointless to put the timezone of somewhere i’m not even gonna be for much longer . this means i will be packing , routing my trip , trying to get a new job , working at my two current jobs , & spending time with friends before i leave all in the upcoming two weeks ! i’m very busy but i will try to get on here as much as i possibly can . if worse comes to worse then i will request a semi hiatus until i’m successfully across the country !

***UPDATE : I’VE MOVED SO NO WORRIES ABT THIS NOW LMAO

#enchanted:intro #* 𝓖. ━━━ LISTEN UP FIVES A TEN IS SPEAKING ⋅ psa #* 𝓖. ━━━ NO ONE TALKS OOC LIKE GASTON ⋅ ooc #intro post #i gotta make one of these for lum.ier.e #for now i must go to Bed tho so his will be done Tomorroe

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mysterolineheart444world · 7 years

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(3/3) rewatch their scenes. I'm not good at ignoring realities of canon, so do you have any other ways to cope? Anyways, thanks for letting me rant. And I should mention I'm the anon who wishes we were real-life friends! I'm Nicole from the US :) I don't have twitter, but if I ever get on, I'll look you up!

Hi Nicole,

Nice to hear from you. Wish it were under better circumstances.

As for Canon and coping.. well the more I think about 816 and stefans choices, his journey and it’s climax, I can only come up with one real explanation that doesn’t make stefan in 816 OOC, and that’s that, it’s not that stefan dint love Caroline enough to choose her over Damon, it’s that he didn’t love himself.It wasn’t about Damon in the end. It was about him convinced that this was the only way to redeem himself. He may have given Damon the cure, but that’s because he was a dead man anyway.

Ultimately what killed him wasn’t his love for Damon, even though thats what he told Caroline - family first. But Caroline has been his family since he declared it in 802. He admitted “I have a wife waiting for me”… yet he chose death, not for damon, but in the misguided conviction that its what HE deserved to be at peace. A conviction brought about by centuries of self loathing, guilt, depression and low sense of self worth.

So it wasn’t about family in the end, it was his own state of mind that killed him.

Stefan CHOSE death. He could have walked away. He had ample reason to. He had a wife waiting for him, step kids and a whole life he had promised. He still chose death.

I had mentioned earlier, many weeks ago, that Sterolines story hinges on stefans personal arc. Their ending depends on stefans personal story and if it can accommodate steroline in all its glory.

The simple answer is no, they could not create an arc for stefan that upheld the ship while simultaneously letting him go through whatever journey they had intended for him .

But it’s not all doom and gloom. You see, stefans ultimate arc was not that of growth. It culminated in him regressing and choosing self destruction to the point of death. So it made sense that the ship went down with it in a sense. This is not a toxic ship where both characters choose the path of death like delena in the season 5 finale.

There’s a reason Stefan and Caroline shared limited screen time, IT’S BECAUSE WHEN HE’S WITH CAROLINE SHE HELPS HIM BE THE BEST VERSION OF HIMSELF. It’s quite telling that they had to literally remove Caroline from Mystic Falls for stefan to decide to “die for his sins”. It’s very telling that while stefan heard her message, he didn’t call her back. Because she would have knocked sense into him and Kevin Williamson could not have that.

Steroline remains a healthy, beautiful ship. It’s just that stefan was precluded from growing despite being in love with Caroline Forbes.

It’s true what they say: you have to want to be happy. Yes, happiness is a choice and you have to believe that you deserve it. Several characters have told him he deserves to be happy, yet in the end he decided that his life was only worth dying for the greater good.

He believed Damon could live a good life and earn his redemption, yet that’s a mercy he didn’t give himself.

Stefan’s story is akin to that of a person suffering from manic clinical depression, that from time to time made him suicidal. This coupled with his self loathing and guilt regarding the mistakes he has made just stacked the odds of him recovering against him.

While he did tried to overcome it, it always remained in him, dormant. Just like any long term illness there were moments where we thought he had overcome his psychosis only to see him go down the path of self destruction that he termed sacrifuce, again.

The number of times he’s “sacrificed” is just too many times for me to say it’s because he’s a hero. It’s not a sacrifice if he’s constantly letting go his happiness and/or his life- its an unhealthy pattern that speaks to a far greater problem other than a hero complex.

And I do mean this it when I say him sacrificing constantly is not about him being a hero, it’s about him losing his battle against depression and self loathing. He never could believe that he deserved to live. His self loathing took on such a powerful avatar after his recent ripper spree that not even his marriage to Caroline could help him fight the demons in his head.

In short, Steroline was him TRYING to live and be happy. When he was with her, there was hope that he’d be ok. “Everything I need is in you.. I can’t imagine doing it (life) without you” - he meant that quite literally. He was without her and he died.

Caroline and steroline kept him from falling into complete despair. (You saved me from despair).

He was so close to living the life he deserved. So close..

816 was not him being a “hero”, its his psychosis winning.

It’s not epic. Choosing to die when your wife is counting on you is not epic. Choosing death when you got married a few hours ago is not POWERFUL. It’s tragic.

This is his story.

#stefa salvatore meta #steroline meta #steroline #Stefan Salvatore

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❖ AND THE DREAM CALLS: Fauve “Vee” Alanza.

Character Name: Fauve “Vee” Alanza

Pronouns: he / him

Age: appears 22, real age unknown

Trigger Warnings: death, scars, suicide, small mention of smoking

Appearance:

A 6’0 French man with bright green emerald eyes and golden hair that was dyed pink at the ends. From an active lifestyle he maintains his well toned body and his long legs provide assistance for him to run long distances. He sports a black collar with a dog tag attached to it and a tattoo of an eye on the back of his hand. It’s not all perfection however, he has a deep scar that runs along his chest and it’s one that he constantly keeps hidden from others. Despite his bright appearance, if one looks closely enough, they will notice that his colors are ghostly transparent. His green eyes hold a bit of whiteness to it.

During transformation his pink roots spread upward, making the entirety of his hair a pastel pink. His eyes go from green to magenta, and his pupils form into asterisks. His dog form is a golden Finnish Spitz.

Personality:

Usually, in public, Fauve is a calm presence. One can assume he’s the more serious but fun type when they meet him at first glance. He doesn’t show how much energy is bubbling in him whenever he’s surrounded by people, that is, unless said people were friends and those he considers close. He’s more loud around them, more showing how easygoing and carefree he is, and often shows he much he cares about them through huge amounts of affection and PDA.

He’s generally the one doing his best to make others happy, to make them feel better when they’re down. He enjoys the feeling he gets when he manages to make someone smile. He’ll make small jokes and offers anyone his hand whenever they fall. Of course this also means that he’s constantly fussing over everyone’s safety, he’s the one who would remind you to eat and stay hydrated.

However in battle his demeanor completely changes. His powers call for a calm mind, and that’s exactly what he delivers. Over the course of being a part of the Bau’s he has gotten used to what a fight has to bring, and he rarely gets into his usually anxious, perky self when he’s in a fight. There’s a different light in his eyes, he’s more serious, and all his focus is on making sure everyone gets out of it okay.

Deep down, he’s lonely, and haunted by the negative thoughts that surround his head on the daily. He knows what it’s like to be at your worst, when he constantly lives in them, and wants to make others happier. He has a tendency to openly freak out when something stresses him out in high levels. He rarely shows his more depressed self to others, but worst days always exist.

Positive: loving, motherly, active, alert, affectionate, protective, determined, eager, loyal

Negative: low self worth, workaholic, stubborn, clingy, sensitive, easy to panic

Background:

A memory flashes before him. His mother lays in front of him in a pool of her own blood, the pool steadily growing as more and more red liquid gets added by cuts on her wrist. A younger version of himself stands at the doorway, a shellshock expression on his face as his vision goes black.

Years later, he continues to wonder what could he have possibly done wrong. He wonders over what his true self could possibly be, after it was buried for so many years due to his issues that brought from that night. He often thinks of himself as useless, as that being the reason his mother died, and thinks about what he could do to improve the lives of others. He spends days and nights in and out looking for any answers as to what could be the reason for his existence.

Then one insomniac night, a crow visits him. The name was Laverne, and they offered a contract that will give him great power. Desperate to make himself useful and to give himself a name, the contract was signed.

The Dog Bau’s was what the pack was called. They went from not knowing each other at all, forced into a position where they have to work together, into a group that treated each other like family. Their goal was to save the world from vices to covets. Of course, every evil in the world has something bigger and more dangerous hidden behind it.

They were called to destroy the most evil and powerful of them all. They were destined to die in the fight.

Fauve was the first to go. The evil force just showed how difficult they were going to be. It aimed for one of the Baus, and Fauve jumped in immediately to put up a barrier to protect them. The attack was relentless. In a few hits the barrier was destroyed. Fauve didn’t move away. He was gone in a single hit.

His spirit, along with the others, wander the destroyed ruins where they died. They made peace that they will be unable to move on to the afterlife, trapped somewhere where no one will be able to find them or their bodies. Fauve could do nothing but watch as the man he died protecting, Cassius Hisakawa, became the new force of evil.

Memento:

A necklace with a purple gemstone, the last gift his mother gave him.

Natural Abilities:

Like a dog, the five senses have been enhanced.

Power History:

Like the others in the group, Fauve is at risk for dog ears and a tail to show whenever his emotions get too high. If an emotion gets too extreme however he will transform into an actual dog and scamper off.

All of these moves require a calm and focused mind. If Wild is under extreme levels of stress he will be unable to do these moves accurately, if anything, he could damage himself.

Wild Card: He possesses the ability to change the stats of his friends and the enemy as well as the environment and it will last for the duration of a battle. Someone in the party could have raised attack, higher accuracy, while the enemy can lose defense and be easier to defeat. However, the opposite can happen. His party can get lower stats while the enemy suddenly gets more difficult. He doesn’t control this randomization, thus it’s a risky move and only used when they want to take that risk.

Shield: He is able to put up a psychic barrier, a bubble to surrounding himself or others he wishes to keep safe. This barrier doesn’t last forever, but thankfully, it would require extreme amounts of damage for it to break. (Think Violet from Incredibles)

Psychic Combat: Fauve is able to produce multiple orbs filled with energy, and send them toward an enemy’s way. No promise than some pick up debris on the way up from the ground. (Think of Psyshock from Pokemon)

Sliced Mind: Psychic energy can be transferred into the card weapons, making them stronger. They turn more blade-like, being used to slice at enemies and release a psychic force on impact. (Think of Psycho Cut from Pokemon)

Extra:

His main weapon is razor sharp cards, with a good throw, they can slice just about anything. One lost card is easily reproduced and replaced

He smokes, only occasionally, but he does this as a coping mechanism to calm his nerves

Despite a theory that a vice is what drove his mother mad, he still blames himself for her suicide

He absolutely hates being alone, knowing that the loneliness will lead to other bad thoughts, so he is in constant need of being around people and socializing

He loves to learn about magic and other forms of psychic energy; spells are his favorite to read about, though he never thought he was fit to try them out

Fauve is a dancer, and has taken professional classes before. He incorporates these skills into battle; dodging with ease and having high stamina.

❖ Nelrunari Section ❖

Ward: Agaysta

Player Tag: Here

❖ OOC Section ❖

Name/Alias: Luna

Contact: my twitter is @skyguro !

Age: 18

Pronouns: she / they

#nelru apps #pc ( luna )#char ( fauve alanza )

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