Do you have any headcanon about other Careers like Marvel and Glimmer?
I LOVE the careers okay so here let me unload some Marvel and Glimmer opinions and headcanons okay cool 1 2 3 lets go bitch
These are head canons so <3 not necessarily canon tho I’d argue 1 and 2 are
Glimmer is not a dumb girl. She is a career, and was trained as such. That being said, I think she absolutely knew how to use that beauty and pretty smile for good use. She is the friend at the bar that can get a round of shots for everyone. She knows how to use that face for good use for SURE. All that to say, I think it was intentional that she presented herself the way she did. Pretty smile. Giggling, little ditzy. See through dress wasn’t her choice, but the girl what she’s got. It was entirely intentional to portray herself the way she did.
Glimmer is also fucking brutal. Did y’all see her at the cornucopia? She is a CAREER. She is TRAINED. She is a volunteer, do you really think she just came in unprepared? Absolutely not. She got a whole 9 for her score. She had to have some skill. We see her at the blood bath. And while she misses Katniss with the bow, so did Cato, and noone says he had no skill. Is it misogyny maybe so.
I write Glimmer as being the youngest, third sibling to Gloss and Cashmere, which makes her death I the same all the sadder
Marvel’s persona is a funny guy. He’s also a career and he’s pretty damn big, but he’s funny. I think he can make anyone laugh, even in the games, I feel like he was cracking the careers up. In my au he’s sort of a comedic relief. I love him so much and I think he is so underutilized.
Glimmer is also underutilized by fans and fic writers
I see Glimmer and Marvel getting together, because of the funny boy principle. Anyone in the world can tell glimmer she is gorgeous and beautiful, but Marvel makes her LAUGh and thats the difference. He’d also be a major simp for her lets be honest. He would worship the fucking GROUND she walks on. I think he’d make her laugh and make her smile and make her happy and it would be one of the only times she is seen for herself and yeah. I just think it would just workout well. And I will be writing them as such in my little au.
In a different world Glimmer and Clove would be friends. LIke…begrudgingly at first on clove’s behalf. And Excitedly on Glimmers. But I don’t think there has to be this competition between them. Yeah she might find her annoying, but in some au somewhere (Im writing it) they’re friends.
Same with Marvel and Cato. Yeah they size each other up at first but I think they’d be bros.
As a result the 4 of them would be a whole career pack of friends.
Marvel is the food friend. The one who always has a sandwich infront of him, will appear next to you eating a piece of pizza. Marvel is the food friend.
Long story short I have a list of like 10 Clove and Glimmer and Marvel and Cato like.. scenes I want to write as a side story to ARWBFB I call them the side quests. And I love them. I purposefully set it up to give them the opportunity to all become friends because theres so much potential and yeah :) Love me some glimmer and marvel.
thank you thank you <3 Love them <3 love my bestie careers
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"For a moment or two I could see nothing, as the shadow of a cloud obscured St. Mary’s Church and all around it. Then as the cloud passed I could see the ruins of the abbey coming into view; and as the edge of a narrow band of light as sharp as a sword-cut moved along, the church and the churchyard became gradually visible. Whatever my expectation was, it was not disappointed, for there, on our favourite seat, the silver light of the moon struck a half-reclining figure, snowy white."
Mina and Lucy in the kirkyard at Whitby, August 11th.
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In terms of Wenclair nicknames, I believe in ‘Enid using Willa’ supremacy and φεγγάρι μου (‘my moon’ in Greek) is especially beloved to me, but I also love little shit Enid who calls Wednesday any day of the week EXCEPT Wednesday (“Hey, Monday!” “What do you think about this Sabbath?” “Oh thank god you’re here Friday”) and it annoys her favorite murder goth to NO END but slowly said murder goth becomes endeared by her roomate’s antics as feelings start to tumble and bloom away. Besides ‘my moon’, I can also see her calling Wednesday ‘silly raven’ in Greek.
Meanwhile, Wednesday has this wholeass evolution from shit like “mutt” to way softer nicknames because Gomezifcation™️ is a powerful thing. She starts to pine and internally call Enid her Alectrona (a greek goddness of the Sun, known for sunrise or ‘waking from slumber’, a perfect combo of how Enid brings light to Wednesday as well as her inner wolf finally waking up), but slowly she starts using it out loud along with “mi sol” (‘my sun’, Spanish), “mon petit chiot” (‘my little pup’, French), and “la mia vita” (‘my life’, Italian). Enid melts everytime without fail and stutters in Greek and honestly? Who could blame her when Wednesday has that passionately lovestruck shine in her eyes as adoration drips from devout lips.
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Ever think about Date’s view on family and how that relates to his character? When Mizuki asks him to define family, he just awkwardly offers that its like being blood related to someone. It leaves a bitter taste in his mouth and Mizukis, but like, he literally had no idea what a real family looks like. He’s an orphan, a man who grew up with no family and no name, but he doesn’t know that yet. He has no memory of his past, no way of knowing if there’s someone out there waiting for him to come home, if he even had a place to call home. His only frame of reference for a family is Mizuki and her parents. Deep down he knows it’s not right, not loving, but it fits the mold of a nuclear family, man and woman, blood related, so that must be what family is. When he’s asked to take in Mizuki, he’s absolutely clueless because he literally has zero frame of reference for how a child is supposed to be cared for. He puts distance between them because this isn’t his place, he doesn’t have the right to love this child as his own because he isn’t the real dad. There’s no place for someone like him in a family. And it’s baffling to him to hear that Mizuki not only loves him, she needs him because he is her family. Date believes he’s a nobody, just a sad, lonely man with no name who absolutely does not deserve this kind of love. But he has it anyway because he chooses it, he makes something that neither he nor Mizuki have ever had before. HES HOME
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There is a universe in which i was caught up properly on CR whenever what the fuck went down and Imogen verbally and definitively declared that- after everything leading up to this and the back and forth and indecision- that she'd be willing to take down her mom if need be. and i would have been deeply insufferable and writing 20+ separate meta posts and liveblog yelling posts and shitposts. This is not that universe so instead we will put this post here where i can have wildly uninformed (aka 20 eps behind) Emotions about it until someday i actually catch up.
(I know. i accidentally wrote potentially wildly off base/deeply out of date meta again. what can i say. i like shaking the concept of An Imogen (even if it is Outdated Imogen) in a jar. sorry.)
Because i was watching long enough, I think, to see Imogen in the throes of the hope for something better, to understand that Imogen was viewing her mom was a figure and an idea and an answer, that would make things easier. Her mom was- gone, so early. And so her mom, in her mind, was not a person she was an idea, and there was so much hinged on that! Dogged determination and anger at her father and a deep seated dislike of the powers in her hands and head even as they gave her a guilty rush. There were promises there that maybe no one else had made, but Imogen believed. Things built up. Expectations made. Lore crafted, even unconsciously, around someone who was, yes, important to Imogen, but more importantly: Missing. Gone. A blank slate to be filled in. A promise of an answer guide to open questions.
And then she meets her mom, and Liliana Temult goes from a figure to a person- with all the bells and whistles and rough edges. She meets her mom and her mom turns her away. Tells her to run. Tells her she should go. Tells her to leave.
And Imogen doesn't. In the same way she kept visiting libraries, keps asking, kept pushing for answers when it was just about her magic and her headaches and the voices. Imogen always, always wants to know. She keeps digging, she keeps trying, she reaches out, over and over and keeps trying to touch this figure in mist until she's real under her hands, and. Evidence piles up- of deeds gone wrong, blood on her hands, a figure standing next to Otohan (her friends bodies scattered, lifeless, around Otohan). She keeps reaching out, keeps trying, and is rebuffed, over and over. Things get worse and the skies get redder and magic goes dead and she's still- unsure, because what if there's a better reason, what if there's a better way, there has to be a reason, why. There has to be, right- maybe if- maybe. Maybe-
Its just like- a person as an idea. As a symbol. As a promise. One you build yourself up around and towards. One you talk about, not talk to.
And then the fog clears, and they are a human.
(And she's your mom, and she's not what you imagined. She's done you wrong. She's done your loved ones wrong. She's hurt you. She's hurt others. She's going to keep hurting you. She is going to keep hurting everyone. She is too far gone to reason with. She is not listening to you. She is flawed. She is. dangerous. She looks so much like you. You look just like her. You are so similar. You have always known you were similar. You always hoped. You.
Are not her. You are not hers. She is not yours. She is not who you thought she was. She was always someone else. So are you.)
Imogen walks through the bases pretending to be her mother. Liliana is a known face- a powerful one, a figure people fear. A well known silhouette. Imogen slips into the shadows of it, sometimes, when it serves her, but we know- she knows- its all an act. All a lie.
Liliana, after all, is alive, and well, making choices that she believes in and fighting for things with a dogged determination maybe only matched by her daughter.
Imogen knows this. I think. There's a part of her that maybe wishes that wasn't the case.
"There is no loyalty with this blood." And after all- only living people bleed.
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