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hiccanna-tidbits · 2 years

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When the assistant manager at the new corner Italian trattoria cafe discovers that both of the new summer hires are high-energy, loud, fiery, opinionated gingers with personalities strong enough to knock a pizza clean out of the oven, he groans and braces himself for the World’s Most Intense Rivalry. He’s thrown for a loop when the girls become completely inseparable...and the bane of his existence in an entirely different way than he was expecting.

A gift for @ohlooksheswriting! Basically this was a wacky idea that stemmed entirely from Celyn’s autocorrect changing Merida and Anna’s ship name to “Marinara”...and then it somehow led to us making a half-ironic “Merida and Anna both work at a cute Italian cafe and fall in love” AU XD And I simply couldn’t resist making a moodboard (and making myself very hungry for Italian in the process D:).

Some headcanons, just because I can:

They’re both 17ish in this AU

Anna’s favorite gelato flavors are the super-rich and super-extra chocolate-based ones--she especially likes tiramisu, zuppa inglese, stracciatella, and chocolate chip cookie!

She also likes combining chocolate gelato with nut-based flavors, and intends to go through every last chocolate-and-nut combination before the summer’s over

So far she’s done chocolate-and-hazelnut, chocolate-and-pistachio, chocolate-and-walnut, chocolate-and-almond, and chocolate-and-chestnut!

Merida prefers the more sorbet-like “fruity” flavors to go with her personality ehuehuehuehue. She particularly likes lemon, amarena cherry, raspberry, apricot, and frutti di bosco!

She’s also a very big fan of autumn-esque apple-based flavors like apple pie and caramel apple, and is generally bummed that they aren’t circulated through the cafe very often during the summer months

The cafe carries a couple of those weird chocolate-with-hot-peppers-mixed-in flavors, but barely anyone ever orders them. Anna once attempts to eat an entire bowlful with the sole intent of impressing Merida.

It...does not go well. Anna’s mouth is forever scarred, and the variety of pained faces she made while downing the appalling dairy dessert were the absolute height of indignity.

Although Merida ends up being more amused than impressed, she’s genuinely touched that Anna put in such an effort to try and show off to her!

One time a customer tried to be rude to Anna in the gelato line. Merida promptly took the plastic sample spoon she’d been about to give him, bent it back, and flicked him with a face full of run raisin gelato.

Merida nearly got fired for it, but all the other employees (Anna included) threatened to go on strike if she did, because...all things considered, Merida’s probably the most entertaining part of their shifts

Especially for Anna but she’s not ready to have that conversation yet

Speaking of free entertainment, Anna and Merida fully believe that since they work at an Italian cafe, they should develop Italian accents

They both watch a shitton of YouTube video tutorials and Italian TV and develop the most obnoxious and annoyingly stereotypical accents possible

They’re also both LOUD

Oh GOD are they loud

So if you walk into the cafe and hear someone shout “THAT’S A SPICY MEATABALLA!” in the most irritating way possible

Chances are either Anna or Mer are in that day

They truly are the bane of their managers’ existence

Anna WILL make the absolute most of her free and discount lunch vouchers and she WILL try every panini and sandwich the place has to offer if it’s the last thing she ever does

When she and Merida have overlapping lunch breaks, they sometimes will share an extra-long marinara (heh. heh heh heh. heh heh heh heh.) meatball sub

This tradition began because they wanted to share something (tooootally not gay at all) and they were like “well shit, we gotta get the sauce that goes with our hair!”

They also both get very fond associations with marinara sauce because it reminds them of each other’s hair aksajdhpwbfg

But Merida especially will never ever ever admit that because that is SO corny

Appropriately and perhaps unsurprisingly, Anna looooves snacking on fried mozzarella sticks...with marinara sauce

Those bitches are 1000% NOT on the menu (you think that shit is Authentic Italian Cuisine^TM??? I’m betting it came from like...a diner in the American midwest or smth) but they’re pretty easy to make because you essentially just deep fry a cheese stick real quick

Anna takes to making batches during her shifts’ downtime, and of course she shares with Mer

In short they are both Lost In The Sauce

The Sauce, of course, being a metaphor for gay love

Anna is also on a mission to eat as many Fancy Little Personalized Pizzas as she possibly can

She actually prefers a classic cheese pizza (maybe pepperoni if she’s feeling especially zesty) over pizzas with a shitton of toppings BUT

You dun best believe that those cheese pizzas are the most Extra cheese pizzas you have ever seen in your entire life

Like she gets every cheese known to man on them and then some new, undiscovered cheeses not yet known to man

“Anna where did you get that cheese have you been poking around in the Forbidden Cheese Cabinet again”

Then she joyously sprinkles on basil leaves and sage and oregano and any other herb she can get her hands on with the same zest as that one guy from the salting meat meme

Merida makes fun of her for being a pizza snob and Anna always replies with “why I ought to give you a pizza my mind”

Merida ALWAYS hopes Anna will cease usage of this horrible pun

And she’s always wrong

The cafe has a couple balconies on the upper level with some flowerpots, but they’re mostly just decorative. You can’t like. Get a table up there or anything

Doesn’t stop Anna from going up there on her breaks and just hanging out with the potted plants. As one does.

Probably one of the managers is technically in charge of watering/fertilizing the flowers, but the managers have enough on their plates already (no pun intended) and aren’t very good about potted plant upkeep

So naturally Anna takes it upon herself to learn how to care for the flowers and vines and such growing on the balcony, and brings up little cups of water to pour on them XD

She looooves going up to the balconies on her breaks to relax, and she probably has full conversations with the potted plants

I’m betting she gives them all names too

Merida, meanwhile, uses her breaks to come up with hare-brained schemes to steal alcohol because by god she is not about to be kept out of the Italian wine cellar for something as unbelievably stupid as this “being under legal drinking age” nonsense

She also feels she should get started on her calling as a Wine Aunt, and what better place to begin than where they’ve got The Good Shit???

Catch her doing stealth missions into the wine cellar and creeping out with bottles hidden under her flannels

Anna meanwhile can’t stand wine on its own and is much more of a sangria and cocktail kinda gal

(She’s probably tried some at family functions)

When Merida catches wind of this, she starts sneaking ingredients from the cafe’s mini-bar and making Anna little mixed drinks when no one’s looking and bringing them to Anna on her break

She tries to make her a wide variety, too--sangrias, bellinis, palomas, negronis, spritzes, limoncellos, rossinis, proseccos, milano-torinos, puccinis, basically anything she can get away with!

When their breaks overlap, they love to get (a little) drunk together and just gossip about anything and everything

And also show each other funny animal videos, the best on the internet in fact

Both of them, but especially Merida, are usually doing their job at least a little buzzed

On both their last days of work, they start squirting each other with those little sauce squeeze bottles because fuck it, they have nothing left to lose, but THEN

The rest of their coworkers join in and suddenly there’s a huge sauce fight

It probably takes weeks to get all the marinara out of their hair (and oh, the irony of it) but it’s totally worth it

Even after they stop working at the cafe, they make an effort to go out for pizza every Friday at an Italian cafe they have not yet been banned at

Because they were definitely banned at the cafe they worked at

And are on their way to getting banned in every Italian cafe in town with their antics

They make it a personal challenge to get banned at every Italian cafe in town in fact

However one of the absolute dingiest in the farthest and most sketchy part of town absolutely refuses to ban them

Because the staff there have Seen It All customer-wise and simply refuse to let a pair of loud ginger lesbians get the better of them

It’s probably a waitress at this place who makes Mer and Anna finally realize they’re into each other

She’s like “how long have you two been dating?” and they’re like “WE’RE NOT DATING AKDJAVWFOUY” and she’s like “...yeah right”

Every time they come in the same waitress is like “hey are you dating yet” and they pretend to be annoyed but like

If they actually were annoyed they could always stop eating there

But they don’t

And then one day the waitress asks if they’re dating yet

AND THEY SAY YES <3 <3 <3

Pic credits available upon request! I hope you like it Celyn <3

#marinara #merianna #meranna #merida x anna #anna x merida #disney femslash #merida #anna #merida dunbroch #princess anna #rotbtd #rotbtfd #frozen #brave #crossover

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wackygoofball · 4 years

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Hello tis me Handwithoutahand on my main. I had a really interesting AU idea for Braime and was curious if you wanted to make one of your awesome posts about it. The idea was of Brienne training to become one of the first few women special agents at Quantico in the 80's. Who finds an unlikely ally in Jaime when he is 99% of the time a huge douche bag to everyone else, and he's a senior agent who's been working there for 15+ years. I was listening to all the awesome 80s music and got this idea.

Hi,

thanks so much for the lovely prompt - and for elaborating further when I didn’t know what to do because sometimes my brain is confused. :)

Anyway. I hope this moodboard is to your liking (and to the liking of similarly minded people, of course).

Moodboard: Jaime x Brienne - FBI Training AU

Brienne of Tarth is one of the first women ever allowed to join the ranks of the FBI of Westeros. Already going through basic training posed a particular challenge for Brienne - not because she found it too tough, far from it, she knocked anyone into the dust, but because she is still viewed as “just another woman - and an ugly one while at it.” Whereas she couldn’t care less about what people make of her ungainly looks, Brienne is acutely aware that she won’t find any friends in the training camp in King’s Landing.

Nonetheless, Brienne is determined to follow through with the program and become a special agent. She wants to truly prevent crime from happening, she wants to keep people safe. She already lost the man she was secretly in love with, Renly Baratheon, to a crime never truly investigated to its end - at least in her opinion - and Brienne has no intention to let that happen again, so long she can help it.

Yet, the reality of being the only woman in the training program continues to take its toll on her, despite Brienne’s efforts not to care, even less so lament. Her fellow trainees won’t work with her, some ignore her, others seemingly have a vested interest to get her to quit, and others just flat-out hate her, for what it seems. And that despite the fact that they all work towards the same goal.

The situation is not in the least relieved by senior agent and pain-in-the-ass Jaime Lannister, who takes his dear fun torturing the trainees “just a little bit” in an effort to prepare them for what awaits them as special agents. Not only is he a snarky asshole most of the time, but to Brienne’s mind, a man who shot his own commander should certainly not be the one to teach them about integrity or the values the FBI is meant to uphold.

Brienne knows that one thing for sure: She can’t trust anyone other than herself. And if she wants to succeed in this program, she will have to do it all on her own as well - and she will.

However, things soon turn grim when animosity morphs into attacks against her in an effort to get her to quit by scaring her. While Brienne knows this to be no more than a scare-tactic, the “pranks” go too far soon. And surprisingly, it is Jaime fuckin’ Lannister who comes to the rescue and doesn’t just show care for her as a person but also displays a strong moral codex Brienne wouldn’t have accounted to him until she sees it at work with her own two eyes.

While Brienne remains determined to stay in the program, despite Jaime’s warnings for her own safety, she has to come to realize that Jaime Lannister may actually be the only trustworthy person in the camp. Likewise, Jaime has to see that the young trainee with astonish blue eyes is not just here to “get back” at her former high school bullies in an effort to make a point. She is here for the right reasons. She wants to fight crime. She wants to win back justice, piece by piece, in a world steadily ripping it away from the people.

Jaime soon has another realization, though: He doesn’t just care about Brienne’s safety because she is part of the team but because he starts to feel things for her that surely have no place in the FBI, even less so when it comes to Brienne, who has a tough enough standing in the FBI as things currently stand.

But all of that has to wait when a new case arrives - and it may surpass any challenge they faced by far - because if they can’t make it work, it may well be that neither one of them will walk out of that situation alive…

#jaime x brienne #jaime lannister #brienne of tarth #game of thrones #got moodboard #got aesthetic #moodboard #aesthetic #braime #wacky tries gimp #wacky tries moodboards #thanks for the lovely prompt

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throughtheeraswithlibs · 2 years

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ILLUSTRATION - DRAFTING MY COLLECTION INSPIRED BY GUITARS

DRAFT 1

Inspired by my guitar mood board I designed, extracting magnificent guitars from the sixties, I have begun to allow my creative juices to explode into ideas tailored to my final collection for S/S 22. Keeping in mind the trends I have previously researched, and the different shapes and textures of the guitars in my mood board, I devised these two illustrations. I wanted to create something completely different from eachother, alternating between dresses, trousers, two pieces and dramatized futuristic silhouettes. My first design, as seen on the left, was heavily influenced by the shape of a guitar, meanwhile incorporating these elements into a funky stylish dress, which is the vibe I am wanting my collection to emit. Additionally incorporating some futurism into it, through the swirly wire protruding from the side of the dress, inspired by the neck of the guitar. This is quite a simplistic design, however I wanted to emphasise the shape of the garment more than anything, to highlight the lovely smooth curves guitars in the sixties embodied. Moreover, I also included the traditional thick outline of the guitar base, typically red and cream, however I would like to include my own twist on the garment, adding a more modernized, trending colour palette.

DRAFT 2

Furthermore, the illustration draft on the right captures the essence of a guitar neck, meanwhile adding a unique aspect of the strings into the piece. I want my collection to be wacky and fun, to emit the vibes of the Beatles crazy tunes and the revolution of music at the time, and I aspire to achieve this through illustrating weird but wonderful garments, alternating the size to make a statement, like Chet Ali and Maximillian, who I’m heavily inspired by through my mindset of being extravagant. Again, I was influenced by shape in this illustration draft, particularly referencing more geometric shapes such as hexagons. I believe guitars, when you really analyse them, incorporate so many tiny details which we don’t typically notice, which I really wanted to focus on and exaggerate in this piece. To add more dimension into the garment, I took inspiration from a guitar pic, also referencing “textural overload” which was one of my chosen 2022 trends. To then finish off the piece, and really highlight the futuristic silhouette vibe, I looked at guitar strings, making them really large to small, traveling up the shoulder and down the leg, which I think has a really effective impact on the theme I’m wanting to convey.

DRAFT 3

For my final garment of this moodboard collection, I wanted to incorporate elements of George Harrison’s wonderfully funky guitar, hence the rainbow wrapping around the model to add a futuristic aspect through swirly shapes. Additionally, I was inspired by a Maximillian collection piece, which featured sea-creature like spikes protruding from the back of the garment, which I had previously researched. I loved this wildness which really amplifies the expression of art within fashion, therefore I chose to embody this fierceness through my own creativity with using the neck of the guitar, protruding from the side of the dress, as I didn’t want to overcomplicate the garment with the rainbow swirl wrapping around. I then alternated the shape of the guitar, rotating it upside down to create a new dress shape, moreover I wanted to display a juxtaposition between long and short, therefore I tried to make the dress abnormally large on one side contrasting to the shorter side. Additionally, I incorporated the signature ‘fender’ logo, decorated with the intricate detailing on the guitar. To reference a S/S 22 trend of sheer, I decided to make a bold statement through making the dress sheer, exposing the nipple, which I think is a key part of the sixties, expressing your true self.

BEHIND THE SCENES : DESIGNING DRAFT 3

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btsimaginefactory · 6 years

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At the Beach with BTS - Moodboards and Scenarios

{{i’m sorry that these are messy but it was so hard trying to paint the picture without the board looking too busy and iM SORRY. It’s less “oo aesthetics” and more that these are to give you pics for your mind. But I hope you’re still into this💖}}

Seokjin

“Are you happy?”

You smile gently at Seokjin words, twining your fingers with his as you both sit on the riverbank. More than a dozen stripped box turtles, all in various sizes and ages, paddle cutely at the edge, waiting for more pieces of carrots to be throw from their generous new friends. “I am so happy Seokjin.”

Seokjin’s smile gleams in the light of the sunset, and he leans to kiss you on your temple. He’d wanted to go to the beach with you for a long time, and now you finally had the time. Seokjin rented a house situated strategically between the secluded shoreline and the marsh. What had drawn him to this beach was the privacy, yes, but it was also the beautiful variation of landscapes and an abundant amount of wildlife. In the morning you watched wild horses play on the beach from your balcony, naming each one and giving them elaborate back stories, narrating their interactions. Seokjin was startled by how close they came to the house and how at peace they seemed living side by side with humans.

Almost every afternoon was spent under the umbrella on the sand with packed lunches; idly fishing for minnows before letting them free again as you watch the vibrant sunset over the horizon, and nights spent counting endless stars.

“Listen I’m telling you, THAT one is the big dipper,” you stress.

“No, it’s not because that star should be over there if it’s the big dipper!”

“...Jin you can’t just move stars around to prove yourself right.”

Several days the two of you went to local shops, exploring all the beautiful and wacky things you could find. He was especially drawn to a hobby shop that had all kinds of intricately made sculptures from shells and driftwood. Seokjin commented that he liked he couldn’t find any two alike, and in that same way he could never find someone exactly like you who he loved so much. A slap is quickly delivered to his arm at his gushy words, making him laugh, but getting a kiss from you in the end.

Yoongi

“Yoongi you do realize coming to the beach in the winter kind of defeats the purpose of coming to the beach,” you sigh, looking out the sliding glass doors of your hotel room overlooking the ocean shore. He’s already outstretched on the giant king-sized bed, humming in satisfaction when you come and kick his leg.

“Ow sheesh,” he exclaims, eyes meeting your crestfallen face. “Okay well, I did in fact plan this very carefully and invested many hours to make things perfect.”

He rolls over and leans down to his bag, pulling out some pieces of paper and holding them in front of his gummy grin. You have to squint, but the bright letters of a pamphlet for a well know indoor water park is undeniable.

“NO WAY,” you gasp, snatching them out of his hands and rifling through the packet. “Are you serious?”

He nods.

“Really really? As in you’re actually gonna play with me and not be a lazy potato chip?”

“I am! I promise,” he laughs. “Why do you think I spent so much time picking stuff out for us to do? Don’t you see the view,” he gestures dramatically at the balcony. You can’t help but laugh and pull his cheeks in for a kiss, making him look very pleased.

Yes it was true you’d agreed to go to the beach with Yoongi during the dead of winter, but the surprise and lively atmosphere you found was exactly what the two of you needed. The hotel was connected to the water park by an indoor bridge, and surprisingly, Yoongi cared the giant inflatable unicorn proudly each day, bopping you in the head with it constantly. After swimming and playing, and him throwing you down one to many insane waterslides, you crash in the hotel room with warm comfort, room service, and movies.

Yoongi kisses your forehead and smiled as you lay in his arms. “So should we do the same thing tomorrow or should we go see some of the other things around here?”

Hoseok

When you were looking for a place to rent at a nearby beach online, Hoseok was immediately drawn to the strip of brightly colored buildings on the boardwalk. “Let’s go there! That’s so pretty! And there’ll be lots of places to go.” And so you did, spending loads of time in different shops, buying way too many souvenirs, and an equal time relaxing on the beach.

It was probably a bad idea to suggest a sandcastle building competition because 3 hours later you realized you’d both spent the whole day building a mini-utopia; giving up the competition after signing a treaty to no more sand thrown and opting instead to build your own joined kingdoms. Hoseok desperately tried to save one crumbling wall as the tide came in, but sank to his knees in defeat, promptly having a wave crash over his head from behind as if to add insult to injury. He comes crying to you as you laugh at his dripping wet, salty face, but is sure to trap you in a hug to get you wet as well.

“Baby how about we just shower and order takeout,” he suggests when you arrive at the condo, panting after climbing the 3 flights of stairs.

“How can you be tired from that, you literally can dance nonstop for way longer,” you huff, throwing a towel in his face.

After taking a soothing shower together, the two of you crash on the bed with your take out and TV, while finding all the little red areas you missed with sunscreen where each of you were now burned. “See I told you-you should have put some behind your ears,” he scolds and you simply cover his face with your hands.

“Shh, shh, shh, don’ worry ‘bout it.”

Namjoon

It was the best surprise you’ve ever gotten in your life. When you told Namjoon you were staying at the beach with your family, expressing that you wished he could be there to experience it with you, he decided to do just that. After secret communications with your family, seemingly out of the blue he shows up at your door and you almost knock him over completely in your enthusiastic hug. You introduce him formally to your family, and they immediately like him, if only by the way you glowed around him. They realize quickly he must be an incredible person and one who was absolutely good for you.

Being able to share this important time with him was everything; watching him grow comfortable with everyone, and hiding in embarrassment at all the stories they spilled from your childhood; everything felt so at home about him. The next day you were dragging him out of bed much too early to spend it all with him on the beach. Needless to say he was terrified when you warned him about not swimming in the ocean because of sharks, but he excitedly dug for sand-fiddlers and mole crabs, putting them in a bucket and examining them before letting them free again. That very evening, you two were lucky enough to watch sea turtles hatch, lining up with the other people watching, and giving them a protected path to the ocean as Namjoon squeals in delight.

Every night was filled with good meals and laughter, playing in the heated pool under the stars, and cuddling up in bed sharing stories, relishing that you had him there in the flesh. He pushes your hair behind your ear as he cradles you in his arms. “I wish I could stay here with you forever.”

“Me too Namjoon,” you say with a sad smile, trying not to even think of this time together ending.

“But we will soon.”

Jimin

It wasn’t Jimin’s most favorite idea when you told him you had booked a shared home at the beach; he didn’t know if he felt comfortable staying with strangers. It was an older couple who, after their children grew up and left, opened up a section of their house for travelers so they could share this place with people from all around the world. Jimin agrees though, and in only a few hours of being there, he was so glad that he did.

When you arrive at the bungalow nestled in the seaside forest, the couple takes you on a tour around the house, and more importantly, outside on one of the many trails. After getting over that initial little bit of awkwardness, you and Jimin didn’t turn down a single activity they suggested, for all of them were so perfectly new and exciting. You slowly watched Jimin come out of his shell, bouncing around like the happy, adventurous boy you loved. His favorite part was kayaking through the marsh and inlet, canopied by tall, vibrant trees, and hundreds of different species of birds chattering amongst the reeds.

“Woah look at that one,” Jimin yells in a hushed voice, pointing at a bright white, gangly crane fishing at the bank. “Did you see how it just snapped it’s beak in there and grabbed the fish? It was so fast, like whoosh! I could probably do that.”

“... Jimin what are you even saying?”

“It’s because you don’t believe in me, that's why I can’t grab a fish out of the water with my bare hand.”

You have to stop your eyes from rolling all the way back into your head as he giggles. When you return to the house, you’re all gathered around a fire pit in the backyard to eat dinner, eagerly telling the couple all about where you were from. You fall asleep on his shoulder as you lay beneath the stars, peacefully breathing in the salty air and wondering what tomorrow will bring.

Taehyung

“Greece?!”

“Greece!”

You can only pause. “Greece?”

Taehyung nods in confirmation. “Greeeeeece!” He’d seen a picture float across the internet somewhere of this beautiful resort, and he immediately knew he had to take you. Taehyung is one who is always ready for an adventure and travel, so he expects you to be the same. The resort is at the foot of a mountain, the bright blue sea as a backdrop, making the large sanded smooth white buildings look majestic and nothing short of magical. You have a cabin to yourselves, one in front of a small private pool that glowed purple in the evening; one that you convinced him to go skinny dipping in. It’s easy to have fun with Taehyung, even in a foreign place, but he takes special care to make the trip especially romantic and appreciative. He pampers you like royalty and announces that you are going to be his official model for all his pictures he had yet to take.

“Wow you are a natural,” Taehyung chuckles as he snaps a picture of you posed beneath a twisted tree. “I didn’t even have to tell you what to do.”

“Practice makes perfect I suppose, and so does such a handsome teacher,” you say, pecking his lips. The day is spent on the sand under a large tent, and yes you did have to wait before starting to drink your fancy drink because he wanted to photograph it all, but with his cute grin how could you say no?

Jungkook

“Jungkook don’t you think this is a bit much,” you ask, setting your bag down in the foyer just as Jungkook runs past you around the expansive dining room.

“No no of course not! We’re only young once; when else would we have this opportunity? Come on,” he grabs your hand and pulls you along, peeking in every room as if looking for something. After ‘oo-ing’ and ‘aw-ing’ at the bright coral walls and happy paintings, you head downstairs to find perhaps the biggest reason your boyfriend rented this particular beach house.

“Oh my gosh now I get it,” you say, holding the bridge of your nose but getting equally excited as you’re greeted with a giant arcade room. A flat screen tv, new video games as well as classic arcade games, a ping pong table, and even a pool table were all sitting shiny and tempting and Jungkook is giggling like a kid in a candy store.

You barely have time to reach him before his eyes meet something outside the window in the backyard. “Oh. My. Gosh. There’s a jet ski,” he whispers, instantly bolting towards the door with you yelling behind him.

“Jungkook for God’s sake please don’t kill yourself!!”

You’d thought it was a little wasteful to rent a three-story house with 8 bedrooms for only the two of you, but he quickly washes away your worries with the private pool and access to the dock with a jet ski and kayaks, as well as running around the large house and screaming your lungs out just because there was no one there to stop you. The house was at the end of a small, private cul de sac, and a mere golf cart ride to the shore. It was quieter than you would’ve imagined you’d enjoy, but as you sit on the crows nest overlooking the inlet, watching Jungkook photograph the sunset, you couldn’t imagine anywhere else on earth you’d rather be.

{{I’ve actually experienced three of these imagines AND IF YOU CAN CORRECTLY GUESS WHICH THREE, YOU GET *spins roulette wheel anxiously* ... ah... ha ha... apparently to punch me in the d💫}}

-Admin Chaejeong

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 6 years

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Insecurities|Bingsepticeye x Reader

Welp, no better way to ring in the new year than with some lovely angst~! :3

@narutofoxlover was wondering if I was going to write anything with the forgotten Lemon Chip after I made this moodboard for him. And now I have ^^

Here’s a basic summary..BSE is envious of Bingiplier for obvious reasons, and it makes him feel inferior, insecure, and afraid that he’ll just be forgotten. When the Reader catches on they try to reassure him that is not the case and that he is still loved LIKE HE SHOULD BE

So with that being said, hope ya’ll enjoy the story~

For some time now, you were happily chatting with the two Bing androids whose creators were none other than Mark’s and Jack’s. Of course you knew that Bingsepticeye was simply a fan-made creation, one that was barely even acknowledged by the Irishman, and yet there was enough belief in him that made him capable of existing. Even though he had some flaws and had a few missing pieces, such as his eye being black as opposed to blue, and his leg being partially incomplete, with his internal wiring being exposed and giving him a slight limp in his step….he was still polite, friendly, and reliable. And then there was Bingiplier, who was a pretty cool dude although he could be immature at times. He’d often show off his Safe Search Mode by flipping the bird at everything that annoyed him and cursing just because he thinks “it’s what all the cool kids do”. You will give him credit though for being an amazing skateboarder for a robot. He also had a miniature version of himself that wore a white tank, which he called “M.B”. When the two first met, you were surprised at how well they actually got along with each other, although calling them both “Bing” would cause some confusion. So you ended up nicknaming them “Bingo” and “Bro”. The only time you would say BSE’s full name was whenever you were giving him a command. And when you did, he would carry out the order because his coding couldn’t refuse it. But you tried not to use that too often, granting him the freedom to choose and think for himself. But oddly enough, the Irish android was being unusually quiet ever since the two came over for a hangout. You didn’t want to bother him, though, as he seemed more interested on whatever was on T.V. However, you’d soon come to realize that was not the case. As you chuckled at a joke Bingiplier made, BSE was just sitting there and staring, feeling somewhat left out of the conversation. But it gave his scanners time to take in the other search engine’s systems, core, and coding…everything that, in his eyes, was “perfect”. Jealousy wasn’t something he’d normally feel, but…he couldn’t help himself. It hurt to be sitting right beside a better and more improved Bing android, who was loved and acknowledged by thousands of people whereas he was left in the dust, being nothing but a product from the minds of a few fans that would eventually forget about him. It hurt to think about…it hurts so much that it made him wonder why he was still even- “Bingo? You alright?” BSE blinked slowly, his scanners shutting off as he looked back at you. “I-I am perfectly f-fine, [y/n],” he reassured you with a fake smile. He even despised the way his own voice sounded. Although Bingiplier can’t go for five minutes without cursing, at least his voicebox was perfect..no glitches or stutters whatsoever. He could go outside and look and talk like a normal person….but if hedid, he’d be considered a freak. “Then what were ya doin’ scanning me, bro?” The Irish android glanced at him in surprise, before frowning slightly. “Th-That’s none of-f your concern, Bingiplier,” he grumbled. “I-I was simply checking t-to see if you had any-y new-” “Nah, I think you’re just salty that you aren’t as cool as moi~!” Bingiplier chuckled, grinning and flexing his arm to show off as he always did. However, it was at that moment something inside of BSE snapped. While the other search engine’s comment was just a simple, harmless joke, it angered him to think that he had enough free-will to think such highly of himself. Meanwhile, he could only call himself a broken machine, filled with nothing but flaws. And he hated it. You and Bingiplier jumped as he slammed a fist on the table before he stood up and glowered at the two of you. Both of you were expecting him to say something, but instead, he simply turned and began to walk out. “Hey. Where are you going?” You called out, only to get no answer. “Bingsepticeye. Stop.” For a moment or two, BSE froze in his tracks. But he then glanced over his shoulder to stare at you intensely, his eyes glowing golden, burning with suppressed rage and turmoil. “Command: Overwritten.” He stated in a cold, monotone voice before he faced forward and continued to walk away. You gawked, surprised that he was able to disobey your command, but before you could call out to him again, Bingiplier spoke up. “Dude..what’s up with you?” “Wh-What’s up?” BSE repeated, turning around fully to face him, clenching his fists. “I thought you of all p-people would kn-know “what’s up” with m-m-me..Bing.“ He said that name with such anger and spite you’ve never seen in the usually calm android. "I…” Bingiplier’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “I really don’t-” “I-I know I can n-never compare to y-you..I know that I-I won’t ever be the "perfect” Bing….y-y-you’re clearly the b-better option…y-you’ve always been!“ His voice cracked near the end as he pointed an accusing finger at him. Your eyes widened in shock at his words. Bingiplier’s eyes flickered behind his glasses with realization, and he frowned slightly. "Look..I..I never said I was perfect. So I dunno where you got that wacky assumption fro-” “Take a-a-a look at yourself!!” BSE shouted. “A-At least you can th-think, act, a-and function like a normal h-human being! And m-me?” He placed a hand on his chest, above his core. “I-I’m just s-something that belongs in the g-goddamn scrap y-yard! No one would care! N-No one would care if I-I were to…!” For a few moments, it was completely silent, until you stood up. Both shock and sadness reflected in your eyes as you gazed at your friend. “Bingo..is…that what you’ve been feeling this whole time?” “…….” “Why haven’t you said any-” “F-Forgive me, [y/n]..” He mumbled shakily, his eyes faded back to blue and black. “..I…I-I-I was just…rambling nonsense….e-excuse me.” Then he turned on his heel and quickly ran away, retreating into his room. Once you heard the door slam, you shared a confused glance with Bingiplier. The ego in sunglasses looked a bit guilty for saying something that seemed to strike a nerve in the other search engine, but you reassured him that it wasn’t his fault and decided that you ought to talk to BSE before he did something to himself. He nodded in agreement and went outside to go practice skateboarding With that, you turned and made your way out of the living room to go confront him. ……… “Bingo? You in there?” You gently knocked on the door, only to get no response on the other side. “I just wanna talk.” “…….” “Look, we both know that what you said back there wasn’t just "nonsense.” You’re upset about something and I wanna help you.“

"........" "Bingsepticeye. Open the door.” A few moments later, he surprisingly obeyed his order and opened the door, although you didn’t see him at all. You stepped inside anyway and froze dead in your tracks at what you saw on the carpet floor: A shattered mirror on the ground, shards of glass scattered everywhere. “H-Holy shit-” “B-Broken…u-useless….r-ruined…just like me.” Turning around, you noticed BSE standing there, shirtless with his core exposed.

A slight blush appeared on your face, although you shook your head and grabbed the shirt that was on his bed, holding it in front of him. “Bingo..put this back on-” “Wh-Why?” He stepped away, as though the sight of the clothing was repulsive to him. “There is n-no need for that anymore.” “…what?” “There is o-only one Bing that e-exists..r-right?” You could see tears welling up in his eyes. “This Bing m-model is too b-b-broken, easily r-replacable..” He then pushed your hand away and placed his own on his core, fingertips pressing on the rim of it. “I-It would be best if I-I terminate myself..but I can’t do that w-without the permission of a user….[y/n]….you know what to say. J-Just give me th-the order.” For a few moments, you were silent from sheer and utter shock, but you shook your head once more. “No. I’m not gonna do that to you.” “I-It will be fine..I-I won’t feel a thing….I won’t-” “No.” “Just s-say it.” “No.” “S-Say it..” “No.” “Say it.” “No.” “Say it!” “No I will not.” “Why won’t you just s-s-say it?!!” He growled with frustration. “Because you’re my friend,” you told him firmly, stepping forward and moving his hand away from his chest. Your gaze softened as you looked into his eyes. “I don’t want you to deactivate….I’d miss you.” Stunned by your words, he stared at you for what seemed like forever. Then he tried to speak, but instead all he could choke out was a sob as he sank to his knees. “S-S-So you w-want me to s-suffer?” Tears began to slide down his cheeks, although he didn’t bother to wipe any of them away as he stared down at the ground. “No, Bingo…I don’t.” You sat in front of him and cupped his face with your hands, wiping away his tears. “I want you to live.” He stared back up at you with wide, watery eyes, but before he could respond, you cut him off. “I want you to see the day where you’re an amazing search engine that people will love.” “But-” “You’ve convinced yourself that Bingiplier is better than you…but that’s not true despite what your readings say. He’s stuck in Safe Mode, he has a lax and careless attitude, and he would prefer to skateboard over answering people’s questions. Even he is still heavily flawed.” “…maybe but-” “But nothing. You are none of those things.” You continued, giving him a small smile. “You’re respectful, kind, and considerate to your users. If I had to choose I’d personally trust the information you provide more than him.” “[Y/n]…I-” “So what if Jack put you on the back burner? It’s his loss. But I’m sure even he wouldn’t want you to go. Not him, not me, and certainly not the many fans that still remember you.” “I-I…” “And even if they forget..I won’t. I know it’s hard..I know deactivating seems like the easy way out…but there’s a better solution to this.” Letting go of his face, you went to retrieve his shirt and handed it to him. “Now put this back on so that I can remind you that you still have a chance to improve and serve your purpose…please.” For a while, BSE gazed at you, taking in every word you had just spoken to him, before he looked at the clothing. With a sigh of defeat, he took back the shirt and slipped it on. Then he looked up at you, a shaky smile on his face and tears falling down once again. Smiling back, you grabbed his hand and helped him up, before sitting down on the bed. Almost immediately, the Irish android hugged you, being careful not to crush you with his robotic strength. You simply returned it, rubbing his back comfortingly. “Th-Thank you, [y/n]. You’ve…Y-You’ve reinvigorated my purpose as a search e-engine. I-I just don’t know how I can ever repay you for all of y-your kindness and sincerity…” He sniffled, resting his cheek on your shoulder. “You’re th-the only one who’s shown m-me that…and meant it.” “Allowing me to help you is repayment enough, Bingo,” you chuckled. “And there are more kind and sincere people out there. You just haven’t met them yet..but you will soon enough.”

He simply hummed in response, his eyes trailing to the shattered mirror after a minute or two of silence. A slight frown appeared on his face. "I-I’m really sorry y-you had to see that…I…I will..d-dispose of it at once.“ However, as he let go of you and went to stand up, he wobbled a bit and nearly fell over. "Woah, easy there.” Putting your arms around his waist, you carefully sat him back down on the bed. BSE looked at you, appearing drowsy as he was struggling to keep his eyes open. That was when you noticed a yellow low battery icon blinking in the black one. “You need to recharge,” you told him. “Don’t worry about the mirror. We’ll clean it up later.” He nodded in understanding, and you helped him over to where his charging station was. Conveniently, it was right next to his bed on the nightstand so you didn’t have to go very far. Once you plugged the USB cable into the back of his neck, he immediately went into charging mode and closed his eyes. As you were about to get up to leave him, though, the android fell asleep with his head on your shoulder and his arms lazily wrapped around you, mumbling something along the lines of “don’t leave me”. “I’m not going anywhere, Bingo,” you reassured him, hugging him back and calmly stroking his hair. “I’ll be right here when you wake up. I won’t abandon you…never again.”

#jacksepticeyexreader #bingsepticeye #readerinsert

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memesiders · 6 years

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Another Strife moodboard, except this time a trans Strife, for a friend who hc's him as trans. I know this could probably be better; I tried to keep wacky "Strife" things in there. Please no hate, and enjoy! 💖

#be nice please #i hope nobody gets angry over this #i don't know why anyone would tbh #but yknow #strife #darksiders #trans!strife #headcanon #moodboard

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solangelover · 7 years

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Get to Know Me?

I guess this is a tag game?

I was tagged by @dandadude

1ST RULE - Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

2ND RULE - BOLD the statements which are true

I don’t know what I’m doing...

APPEARANCE - I have no idea what height I am but over 5". Pretty chubby tbh but people I know say I’m not fat sooooo. Blue eyes which can change shade depending on my mood(weird right?) And longish brown hair (wanna get it cut) which is naturally curly. A few scars from different things and achne is slowly killing me (I’m 16, 17 on the 17th of Nov :D) but it’s getting better.

PERSONALITY - I’m a very awkward and anxious person but if I know you and am comfortable with you you will never stop hearing bad jokes and random stories. I will always try to make people happy cause it makes me happy. I have ADHD so I can be very hyperactive and random too.

ABILITY - I am really creative, my imagination is insane. I can really easily come up with a story or a character with a well thought out background or a fun drawing idea without needing a base to come up with the idea. I can imagine a lot of different scenarios and just really wacky stuff, it’s a lot of fun :D

HOBBIES - I love stories, whether it’s reading them, writing a story, or doing a role play I love them. I also like to draw a lot but in my opinion I’m not very good. I enjoy singing but again I don’t think I’m very good. Watching youtube is a thing I do. A lot. Whilst listening to music I love to make up a story to go with it. I edit random photos sometimes and even make lil moodboards/collages if I’m bored.

EXPERIENCES - I went horse riding when I was younger with a friend, I only went once though. I have been to a Matt Cardle concert before. Okay so I wasn’t sure if I wanted to put this because not many people know this about me but eh, I was sexually abused by my grandfather when I was very little, fortunately enough he never actually got to have sex but he tried, anywaaaaaaaaaaaay :)

MY LIFE - I have a pretty small family actually, one big brother, two cousins, parents are together but ehhhhhhhh they don’t like each other. But hey! I have four cats and a bunny and a few close mates.

RELATIONSHIPS - Well I’ve had a few relationships but..well I’m a single pringle atm :) plus I’m asexual and transgender sooooooo it’s hard.

RANDOM SHIT- I have an obsession with Who Killed Markiplier and Game/Film Theory. I’m in the closet to my parents cause they aren’t very understanding but ehhhhhhhh. I’m almost 17 *gasps* so old I know! Born November 17th 2000. My dead name was Shannon but now my name is Daniel but I prefer Dan, I’m clumsy to say the least. I think that’s about it :D

Was I supposed to type my own stuff? IDK well this is what it is :)

Tagging: @always-bubbly4298 @geeky37 @vicocarstairs @finepieceofsassposts @really-bad-artist @memelordandsavior @imnotafan @stygianheart @tikaaniwolf13

Just some of the followers I see in my notifs often :D

#there #I have no idea if i did it right #thanks for tagging me!#dandadude #tag game #get to know me #my post #i guess

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king-of-nothin · 7 years

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Get Ta Know Me

I was tagged by @useernamesuck (hellu)

1ST RULE - Tag 9 people you want to get to know better

2ND RULE - BOLD the statements which are true

LETS DO THIS

APPEARANCE - I have no idea what height I am but over 5". Pretty chubby tbh but people I know say I’m not fat sooooo. Blue eyes which can change shade depending on my mood (weird right?) And longish brown hair (wanna get it cut) which is naturally curly. A few scars from different things and achne is slowly killing me (I’m 16, 17 on the 17th of Nov :D) but it’s getting better.

RELATIONSHIPS - Well I’ve had a few relationships but..well I’m a single pringle atm :) plus I’m asexual and transgender sooooooo it’s hard.

@jim-news @slim-jims @the-butler-protection-squad @solangelover @leovaldezdemigod @moonstonefox12 @impulesiveroleplay @ohscheid @roseryden

I know I haven’t really spoken to any of you but I’m sure you’re awesome and I’d love to know you guys, so if you want to you can do this, sorry if it annoys you being tagged 😓

Anyone that isn’t tagged!! You may not be tagged but that isn’t stopping you! You can do this as well if you’d like!

Also, anyone ever wants to message me just do, I won’t mind :D see ya

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wackygoofball · 5 years

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Gwenspiration: The Wacky Version Vol. 3 - The Moodboards

So, here I go again parading myself and tooting like there is no tomorrow.

As people still brave enough to follow me on Tumblr will know, I do a lot of moodboards, or at least I call them such. Others call them collages or storyboards or pictures with random text. Either way, for me, moodboards became a neat tool to somehow capture story ideas not yet anywhere near a level that I could write fic about them - or serve as inspirations for fics I am actually writing.

And it gives me opportunity to hoard unhealthy amounts of Gwen and Nik pics, in the name of moodboards. And science. And stuff. Whoozah!

So yeah, in this post, I want to share some of my personal favorites. A lot of them actually, because I can’t decide, really.

I will start off with a group of moodboards which took inspiration from the Marvel universe, since the Marvel universe was my gateway into the more active parts of fandom.

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An all-time fave is the Iron Man AU... I mean, what not to love about a JB AU with Jaime as sassy Tony Stark and Brienne as the not-taking any shit from you army doctor, am I right? But yeah, seriously, Jaime *is* the Tony Stark of the GOT universe, and I can’t be convinced otherwise. And neither should be you.

Also, the Iron Man suits just totally fit the color scheme for both, which made creating the moodboards all the better for me. Jaime and Brienne were made for armor, now in medieval or modern times, let’s not kid ourselves.

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Another Marvel fave has got to be Captain Westeros. Because if there is a female GOT Version of Steve Rogers, it’s gotta be Brienne of fuckin’ Tarth. This one is really close to my heart because it gave me a lot of feels coming up with plot bunnies for it, and the tragedy of those two people missing each other in time over and over again, always trying to protect one another, only to end up on opposite sides because of the machinations of others... *sigh*

And I mean, one guy loses an arm. The other is blond and strong... I don’t make the rules but this delivers me enough material to re-imagine this as a JB AU... so yeah, I do kinda make the rules after all. Anyway.

Since I realized that this post’s gonna get even looooonger, I decided to make a cut here and put the rest below, so not to have you scrolling for five hours.

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Although it’s not the most popular moodboard amongst my followers (you brave people, I can’t parade you enough for staying through the madness lol), I really, really love that Fantastic Four moodboard and the concept behind it. And I just know a lot of effort went into making Valyrian Steel Brienne, which took all of my three computer editing skillz brain cells. But yeah, here again, I liked to play with the idea of them not admitting to their love until shit hits the fan and then they hide behind that because... drama, angst, feels, pining, yadda.

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And we go from Marvel to DC little quick. Because Brienne is, most certainly, a Wonder Woman. Nuf said.

Now, let’s move on to other big movie franchises that give me all the JB feels:

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Jurassic Park (aka Valyrian Park) evidently holds a special place in my heart because JB fighting dinosaur-dragon hybrids and kicking ass while being disbelieving about what was bred out in Valyria thanks to some certain someones to rescue Brienne’s adoptive daughter Arya is just... a thing? For me anyway.

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More down memory lane, I don’t know how often I watched the LOTR movies, suffice to say it was a lot a lot. We had the extended versions DVDs of the first two and basically it was the one thing to watch when nothing was on (which was the case a lot). Either way. JB in MIddle Earth long after the days of Frodo et al. - why? Because I just loved the idea (and aesthetic) of Jaime as a ranger and Brienne as a knight of Gondor working in disguise. And Hobbipod. I mean, Pod as a Hobbit. Come the fuck on. And Tyrion as an asshole wizard. What could possibly go wrong? This moodboard was very time-consuming as I had to do a lot of edits (pointy ears, tiny up people, smudge Brienne’s face on a lot of Boromir and Faramir images, smudge Jaime’s face on a lot of Aragorn images, you name it). So yeah. No matter its popularity... I dig it. Despite not having read the books yet (I know, shocking), I continue to ogle at the idea and go like: Must. Write. But. Must. Resist. Either way. Mood.

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So yeah, I grew up watching these movies a lot, too (I grew up watching a lot of TV, period). And when Gwen was cast as Captain Phasma, I got a lot of JB juices flowing as a result. Mehe. I found it was a fun idea to play with, to basically *kill* Phasma so *Brienne* can come into play and assume her identity. And a rundown Jedi!Jaime who’s lost faith in himself and everything else safe for his partner in crime/resistance is just... I needz. So you gotta cope with it. I still adore this concept a lot even if others may not. :)

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This one’s just... gah. Feels. And I really liked the color scheme lol. And I watched Horse Whisperer A LOT. Because of feels. And horses. And Honor is a horse and he deserved better than be barbecued at Highgarden, dammit.

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The No Reservations AU definitely has to be in this post because I live for this dynamic. Brienne taking care of the girls, not knowing how, though, constantly doubting herself while always trying to be perfect and composed, not just in life but on the job as well. And Jaime being the laid-back guy who’s just a darn good chef but may carry his own baggage of problems that keep him from his happy ending story is just... mah jam.

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This one was a lot of fun to do because you don’t really think about Erin Brockovich when you say Brienne of Tarth in terms of character. But when you scratch away the boob jokes and the differences in where they come from, what you find are two hard-working women who fight for justice, so I found that close enough. And it was excuse enough for me to go down the lane of biker!Jaime because... dayum.

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Music and Lyrics is an all-time guilty pleasure romcom of mine. It’s so light and easy and I kind of love how everyone is basically a bunch of awkward losers. All the more perfect for Jaime as a singer (we need that in our lives after the infamous video Nik was in to sing to us about global warming...) and Brienne as the unexpectedly gifted songwriter. What I like about the moodboard per se is how the color scheme turned out because it’s all warm and bright and... makes me happy.

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Very much in contrast to the former stands this one. I still love the overall mood of it and I dig the story idea because I dug both The Prestige and The Illustionist because they presented something dark yet very different, which made it all the more appealing to put into a moodboard for me. While not the most well-known moodboard of mine, I keep going back to it time and time again to basically lust at all the illusions and magic and drama. And blue butterflies.

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What is there not to love about a Pacific Rim AU for JB, am I right? Right?! JB ain’t just compatible when it comes to the Drift, yo, that’s all I’m gonna say. Reasons why I like the moodboard a lot is that it’s very different, flashy colors, gigantic robots, and I was mostly alright with how the edits turned out. It is tough to get images that fit the angles, yo.

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Jumping back in time once more, I really adore this one even though it’s not one of my popular moodboards. I dug the fusion of elements from Cinderella Man while granting Brienne as the female lead more space to develop as a character and make her a badass sniper nurse who is about to get her doctor’s degree. And Jaime doing anything to make it work because he owes her a debt (and his love) by boxing his way to their shared life is just... nice.

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Another supposedly lesser known moodboard is this one, though I really adore it for its premise and the amount of work I put into it (all the giffing and moodboarding). I also found use for that image of Gwen with what looks like the veil of a nun, which was probably what had me inspired in the first place lol. The plot bunnies revolve less around Se7en and more the novel El ùltimo Catón (2001) because it has a nun solving a mystery revolving around Dante’s works. But Se7en gives us the Seven, which is a delicious parallel too hard to ignore. For me at least. If only I knew how to write crime, dammit.

Now, to move more into the serial (smooth transition from serial killer to serial TV shows, I know, I know) way of life, here is some moodboards inspired by TV shows (although some have since gotten movies which I also took inspiration from... yadda):

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Childhood memory galore. I spent many weekends watching The A-Team with the whole family. When the movie came out, I was happy about the feels it gave me (and the “you spin my head right round” scene still cracks me up more often than it should). Either way. I found it absolutely necessary for Jaime to be Face, for Tyrion to be Hannibal, for Bronn to be B.A. and cuss at everyone and everything and Brienne giving us the strangest genderbend of a Howling Mad Murdock. It added some angst, which I always need because I am a thirsty hoe for it. In case no one noticed yet. Ha.

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This one is very remotely inspired by The Bletchley Circle and the Imitation Game (because both feature encryption and one features Charles Dance already, yo.) I just really dug the idea of Brienne being so good at this because she is such a straight thinker but being underestimated because “she a woman.” And of course her not being done just encoding messages but getting into action, very much to the dismay of the stupid soldier wanting to defend the bae from harm. What could possibly go wrong? Right. A lot.

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Then. Elementary. Let me count the ways in which I love that show... ALL THE WAYS. And I really dig it as a JB AU. I have so many thoughts and feelings, I can’t even begin to tell you. I especially had my fun basically making Jaime Sherlock without making him really Sherlock because that guy was the one who taught him how to be an investigator before disappearing and fucking up his life for bad. And Brienne as the army doctor turned sober companion turned private investigator turned love interest is just too delicious to ignore.

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Pants down I mean hands down, this may be the actual favorite (currently) amongst them all for the plain reason that I also grew up watching that series and still watch it and keep obsessing about it. Ever since Discovery launched and has since given me both joy and grief, I found myself intrigued by the premise of a JB Star Trek AU where Brienne would be standing *with* the Klingons during the war around the time Discovery takes place, and Captain Jaime Lannister having lost far too much to this war already to truly trust anyone, even less so a woman who ran to the Klingons, for what it seems.

You would not believe how many ideas I have for a fic based on it. You wouldn’t believe that I basically have a sequel to that fic already in mind. And you would definitely believe, knowing me, that I am nowhere near writing that fic. But a fangirl can dream and moodboard, right? The moodboard was such a fun way of going about it, not only for the edits but because I could sneak some secret Klingon messages in there. :)

Now, on to the last part, which are the moodboards not inspired by movies or TV shows primarily but really just spewed out of my wacky, wacky brain:

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This has a special place in my heart because it combines military and the traumas it comes with for JB and.... the aesthetic of farming. And both finding a kind of peace they didn’t know they were looking for as they struggle to adjust and find their way back “to normal” after the horrors they have both seen in war. And did I mention the aesthetic? And Jaime in plaid? All dirty and sweaty? Do I have to say more?

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Why this one? Because it combines angst and romance and falling in love twice because DESTINY. And paintings. I love me my artist AUs. So that was my go at it, combining it with the “mystery” to be uncovered about what history Jaime and Brienne actually share as he tries to put his memories back together. Also. This moodboard gave me opportunity to try out new filters and create JB paintings. :)

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This one’s gotta be on the list since I also added the Horse Whisperer. Now it’s Dog Whisperer Jaime and Brienne who won’t give up on her dog who’s seen some shit in the warzone (as did she, but Brienne will put it all aside for her doggish best buddy, of course). While it’s not a very popular moodboard of mine, I really enjoy the premise of it and how the dynamics can so easily change between the two of them if you see it in comparison to the Horse Whisperer AU. Also. I just really think Jaime is a total pet person.

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Another lesser known moodboard, I’d assume, but I really dug the premise of it (still do), and it was intriguing to do some edits to make Jaime’s hand *truly* golden lol. With people having developed strange mutations which aren’t nearly as much fun as they are in Fantastic Four AUs. What I liked about it was the idea that Brienne would have a kind of mutation/ability that links to the mind, since she is such a physically strong fighter that she may rather rely on that than on her own mind, fearing that she cannot control that with discipline the same way she can train her body with it. What unites the two is their strong wish to protect the people in their care, in a world on the verge of collapse forcing two unexpected allies together (okay, I totally expected it, but they didn’t). Either way. Much love for this one. :)

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Aaaand the last one (not of all the ones I made but the ones I picked for Gwenspiration). I really, really, really adore this one because I was so happy with how the aesthetic turned out and how the colors all match. And I dig the premise. Like holy moly do I dig it deep. Jaime and Brienne both serving in military, but on different fronts, and almost accidentally ending up writing each other letters? I mean... the PINING. And Brienne having to decipher Jaime’s chickenscratch. Yeah no, but for real. I just love the idea so much. That they are both committed to the cause while also yearning for a home, for peaceful times, for sweet, sweet love. And them meeting up and acting like stupid teenagers, only for drama to keep hitting because. It’s eh me angsty Wacky.

Either way. I dig the premises of a lot of my moodboards (in fact... basically all of them or else I wouldn’t be making them, I guess). I spared you listing all of them, though I listed a whole damn lot already. Moodboards are an awesome means for me personally to visualize and (re-)imagine. And since quite a few people seem to continue to be onboard with them, I am all the happier to keep making them.

That’s all for today.

Much love! ♥♥♥

*flies away*

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wackygoofball · 4 years

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Do you accept prompts/requests/commissions for J/B moodboards?

Hi,

generally speaking, I am open for suggestions for moodboards, but I have to warn you: I still have some in queue I didn’t get around doing (*waves to the wonderful peeps out there* I did not forget y’all), so until I get a moodboard done can take a (long) while. The other thing is that I don’t always know what to do with a prompt, i.e. if I don’t know the show or movie it may be inspired by and can’t track down sources, I may have to turn down the suggestion despite it surely being all the more delightful.

Much love! ♥

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wackygoofball · 3 years

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Moodboard - Jaime x Brienne - Queen Brienne AU

After the death of Aerys Targaryen at the hands of a man of his own Kingsguard, the battle over the Iron Throne ravages across the Seven Kingdoms. The smallfolk suffers for the ambition of the lords and ladies with their eyes set on the crown.

Despite their efforts and the sheer endless bloodshed, no contestant can take the Iron Throne. Instead, the wars continue to not just empty their armies but also their purses. And so, the rivaling alliances come together for parley to discuss what to do with this war-ridden nation.

After the discussions are over, the unexpected surprise is that a new ruler for the Seven Kingdoms is declared by all rivaling parties:

Brienne of Tarth, daughter to the late Evenstar, a plain girl not yet of age and no political ambition or knowledge. Perhaps most surprised about that decision is Brienne herself, when news reach her just what honor was bestowed upon her. She is brought to the capital and is crowned in front of the former contestants for the Iron Throne almost in a rush.

Assigned to her protection is none other than the Kingslayer, Jaime Lannister. A young man turned bitter ever since he slew Aerys Targaryen and since has not just the stigma of dishonor sticking to his white cloak but also the scorns and misgiving of the people who only see in him a man without honor. Brienne, for her part, is little impressed with the man, acting as though she was a fool for ever agreeing to take the crown. As though that was an alternative.

Brienne soon finds herself confronted with the harsh reality her protector lays out in not at all kind words. There is only one reason for her being Queen: The rivaling parties, their resources for war depleted, understood that they could not afford to continue the fight. And so, they settled for a royal candidate they believed could easily be overthrown. An ugly girl from a minor House, without her father’s protection and no good prospects of marriage or an heir, not just for matters of her age but also her looks and character, the Maid of Tarth. The moment the contestants for the Iron Throne have gathered new strengths, of that Jaime is sure, they will usurp her. Brienne is merely there to keep that uncomfortable chair warm until one of them sits down on it in her stead.

The young Queen will not give in without a fight, though. Her father raised her better than that. So long she sits the Iron Throne, she shall rule as justly as she can and protect her people from men and women only ever driven by their own ambition.

But the hardships just carry on without abandon, despite Brienne’s best efforts to grow into the role as the Queen of Westeros. The people don’t much care about her. She hardly knows how to speak in front of a crowd and cannot impress with her sheer beauty or grace. No one is as much as considering alliance with her, which leaves Brienne to run a country massively indebted and with no support to aid her people still suffering from the aftermath of the last war after the death of Aerys Targaryen.

Even her Small Council won’t fill with anyone beside Jaime’s brother Tyrion who is the only one to answer the Queen’s call. After all, why would you side with a Queen you know is not meant to last?

While Jaime finds her efforts admirable, he simply feels done with this whole ordeal, the game of thrones. He killed a man, so half a million could live, and still they scorn and laugh behind his back. His best act is his worst. And the Queen he is now sworn to protect makes it very hard for him to fulfill his solemn duty. Not only does she tend to sneak away in men’s clothes to the tourneys or to walk amongst her people in disguise, but she shows no trust in him as a member of her Queensguard.

On a journey to the Twins to meet with the recently proclaimed King in the North Ned Stark, Jaime lets her know some truths about how he became a member of the Kingsguard, how Aerys just wanted to spite his father with the act, how he did it for an ill love for his sister stuck at Storm’s End now, how people would have burned, had he not acted. And for the first time in his life, he dares to trust someone with his story, with himself. And to his even greater shock, for once, she does not push him away or call him a man without honor.

An attempt on the lives of both the King in the North and the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms is a fortune they barely dodge. Though as a result, a truce is born between the North and the remaining kingdoms, as Brienne wins Ned Stark’s trust by defending his family at the risk of her own life.

Though that solves only few problems. Many lords and ladies disagree with a King in the North staying in power. Thus, not much is gained out of the alliance that may secure Brienne’s throne. Not that the young Queen cares.

Honor compelled her, after all.

In the aftermath, Brienne decrees a change to the old rules and protocols: No man of a Kingsgaurd or now Queensguard should be forced to swear fealty for life. Not all rulers are good, and so, the Queensguard should not be forced to defend a bad King but protect the realm instead. As a result, a man of her Queensguard can choose to resign at any time. Brienne is fully aware that she is thus giving way to Jaime to resign and likely chase the ghosts of old awaiting him in the Stormlands. After all, as he told her, we don’t get to choose who we love. And Brienne cannot, in good conscience, choose to take that choice away from anyone.

To her great shock, however, she finds Jaime training the youths the very next day, with no intention to leave. Instead, he asks her to make him Lord Commander, as Barristan Selmy was gravely injured at the battle at the Twins and cannot continue his service to her. Brienne agrees to his choice and chooses him as her new Lord Commander.

Time seems to fly and moons turn to years that heal some of the wounds of the nation, but the heat of the fires of war is barely crackling beneath the surface of a fragile peace. Jaime is increasingly worried about his Queen. With only one person not against her - and yet no ally ready to ride into battle for her throne - Brienne is exposed to great dangers even a sword can’t protect her from. Jaime, since fully committed to not just her safety but to his Queen, is desperate to keep her safe.

While she is perhaps the most stubborn woman he ever met, Jaime long since harbors romantic feelings for her. Though Jaime knows he couldn’t possibly admit his feelings to her, let alone act upon them. Even if times weren’t as dangerous, Jaime fears that if he were to confess his true feelings and wishes, he would lose what he gained throughout the years: Her trust in him and his honor. Because he’d rather run away with Brienne, to where no one could find them, build a house, have a family, and grow old together. But for that, she’d have to forsake her vow to her country. And Jaime knows he couldn’t possibly ask of her to betray her vows for him without losing her.

As much as it pains him, well aware of Brienne’s own misgiving to such an idea, Jaime advises her to seek alliance through marriage. It is one of the few devices she has left to secure her throne. With a great House to support her, she may stand a chance against the impending war. And if she has an heir, too, all the more.

Brienne shows little care for his suggestion, though, readying herself for a fight instead of wedlock. After all, she is the Knight Queen in the eyes of everyone already. She once had a suitor who only ever sought her father’s riches. And Brienne won’t let herself be reduced to someone keeping the throne warm for a man to serve the duty she has fulfilled ever since the crown was put upon her head. Brienne understands that the people don’t love her, that no lord will ever desire her and choose to be by her side with all of himself, so Brienne will have to do it on her own.

She will fight to keep her vow, or die in the attempt.

Though her decision against an alliance by marriage is not only tied to her suspicion of any suitor’s true intentions. After all, her heart does no longer beat solely for her people, it also beats all the faster for the one man who went through all those hardships with her throughout the years, despite his reputation inspiring little confidence. Even if Brienne wanted to, she couldn’t say the words, take a vow she can only ever mean for her Lord Commander, her best advisor, her friend, her one true love. But she knows it is a futile kind of love, the way it always seems to be for her. And tempting as it may be to envision a life with him by her side, Brienne fears that her love for him may make her forsake her vows to her nation. Because she’d love him more. And Brienne wants to be the Queen he believes in.

After all, isn’t love the death of honor?

And so, while the war parties ready themselves for the next dance of blood and ashes, the Knight Queen and her Lord Commander must not only battle their own feelings but fight together to safeguard that which they swore to protect.

But in the game of thrones, you either live or die playing this most vicious game. So it may well be that their happier times of the past and their small prospects of a merrier future may well turn into faded memories in teh face of a long night...

Additional image sources: The Hollow Crown and The White Queen

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wackygoofball · 3 years

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Moodboard - Jaime x Brienne - Doctors AU

It almost seems like a small eternity ago that doctors Jaime Lannister and Brienne of Tarth crossed paths in the ambulance owned by Jaime’s brother Tyrion. Two years later, the former surgeon from the Stormlands fully dived into the mad life of an emergency physician forced to work alongside perhaps the most arrogant and snarky former army doctor she ever made the acquaintance of.

Nonetheless, both impress not just with their individual skills but also the shockingly outstanding teamwork. Because the moment those two bullheads are done with the job, they are right back to another round of not exclusively verbal attacks against each other.

While Jaime likes to claim the laurels for having discovered Brienne’s talent, she was the one who decided to take the offer to work at the hospital she first entered when she rushed her friend Renly - and former secret crush back in high school - to the hospital after both got caught up in a car accident. If not for her fast thinking, Renly never would have survived. Though sadly, even her skill didn’t suffice to wake him from the coma for the past two years.

But Brienne won’t give up. And neither are the people calling the shots: Renly’s wife Margaery and his secret love Loras.

Brienne agreed to work at the hospital to be close to Renly, as his primary physician. Jaime, for his part, knew right the moment she walked in, drenched in blood, still in shock and yet barking out crystal clear orders, that this woman was cut out not just for surgery but the madness of the emergency room.

Though truthfully, he was also in dire need of a new set of able hands in his ambulance. After he got mugged in the streets, his nerves in his hand were damaged badly. While he is allowed to work, he is in constant pain. Surgery may solve the problem - but it may also cost him his hand.

And Jaime is that hand.

Thus, Brienne was the perfect addition to the team. She knows when to take over and won’t take no for an answer when she benches Jaime to get his pain back in check. Annoying as it may be, he knows it saves lives that she won’t let him off the hook that easily. Not that this will stop him from complaining about it, of course.

For the first time in a long time, he has someone who has his back - and someone who learned to trust him based on his skills and not his bad reputation. Because even when he told her the truth about what went down when he had Aerys Targaryen on his operating table back during his military time, she did not think of him any lesser.

While everyone at the hospital, Tyrion included, joke about how it’s only a matter of time until they will take out their frustrations on one of the mattresses in the back, Jaime tries not to get too attached whereas Brienne struggles to let go of the life she thought she’d have and embrace the feelings she long since started to develop for the man working side-by-side with her.

And it may well be that there is no remedy to their loneliness, unless they dare to swallow the medicine that may save them or damn them all the same...

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wackygoofball · 3 years

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Moodboard - Jaime x Brienne: Modern-day Pirates AU

When the crew of the Brightroar heads out for the next job Tyrion got them, Jaime and Bronn think that this will be a piece of cake: Wriggle the guns around in front of some suit and ties and construction workers on a base for water energy in the Narrow Sea. Their client wants them to deliver some documents of the rivaling company. So really, no big deal for this not exactly legal delivery company traveling the Narrow Sea for many years already.

That is until they find out that the documents are stored on a server and the only person who knows the password who happens to be on the base is some mannish assistant normally working at the HQ who was sent there to oversee the operations. And that woman has the audacity not to turn the passwords over, even when Jaime holds a gun to her head.

“You know, you really shouldn’t be messing with the man holding a gun to your head.”

“But I don’t know how bad your aim actually is if you have to hold it right to my head.”

“I am the best shooter across the Narrow Sea, bitch.”

“Didn’t you know? Some people just like to overpraise a name.”

The woman won’t budge, and Jaime is about to lose his temper with her. Not knowing what else to do, the two decide to take the woman hostage aboard the Brightroar to negotiate with the woman’s boss. Tyrion wants to trade the hostage for the codes to access the documents to give to their customer. But that solid plan won’t float either: When Tyrion calls the boss for the negotiations, the man basically tells him calmly and politely that this woman’s life is not worth the access codes.

And people say they are bad people for acting as modern-day pirates.

And so, they have documents they can’t access, a woman tied up under deck who is way too comfortable with someone threatening to kill her, and a client growing impatient. So no, this is definitely not a piece of cake.

If all of that wasn’t bad enough, Jaime soon finds himself playing watchdog for the mannish woman who is not nearly as afraid of him as she definitely should be. After all, he is a convicted murderer. Fine, it was Aerys Targaryen, but for all the people know, he murdered this poor guy in cold blood.

If only they knew how hot their blood would have been, had he not taken the shot.

But those days lie behind him. Military service lies behind him. The court hearing. The discharge. Keeping his mouth shut about what sleeps underneath the capital. Prison lies behind him. The Brave Companions fucking up his shooting hand to make him “One Hand” lie behind him. Everything is behind him. There is just living from one day to the next, doing the jobs they do. But at the very least, there is a blue sky above him and no prison bars to cling on to.

Then the unexpected happens: The woman manages to use a moment of distraction to break free, kick Jaime where it really hurts, and disarm him. Him! The infamous One Hand!

“What a bitch!”

The woman makes it back on deck, where she is cornered by Bronn and a very, very pissed Jaime, who definitely wants to throw her overboard, not only for kicking him but also for having the audacity to disarm him.

The woman demands to speak to the captain to make a deal, perfectly ignoring his threats. To Jaime’s surprise, his little brother agrees to speak to her alone almost promptly. After what feels like an eternity, the two return with an even more shocking announcement:

“Let’s welcome our newest crew member, guys! Give it up for your crew mate Brienne.”

Apparently, she made a deal with Tyrion, arguing that since she saw how little her life is worth to the boss she worked for for many years, she no longer wants to live that life. She wants their client to have the documents to screw up her boss’s business. Her one condition is that they make it seem like she was killed, so that she can start a new life.

Jaime makes sure to make her new life living hell, though. Every shitty errand job there is, he sends her to. Mopping the floors and getting the boring watching jobs on assignments. He wants her to leave, he wants her to see the shitty reality of their fucked-up lives and how that fucked-up life definitely has no space for people like her.

But she won’t quit. She is not quiet about her discontent either, but Brienne is no quitter, he will have to give the stubborn woman that much. Though that doesn’t mean he wants to be friendly with her. Because nothing about this woman makes sense. She is masterful at combat, which Brienne proves soon enough on their upcoming assignments, and yet, she acts high and mighty, talking about honor and all that shit. He just can’t make sense of her.

And Jaime long since learned his lesson not to trust anyone.

He finds out the truth soon enough on an assignment with just the two of them, though: The whole thing was a fake. Brienne was their client who ordered the documents, while a friend of the family called Goodwin acted the part of her calm and polite boss.

“Why would someone fuck up her life like that?”

“Because I have a purpose. And nothing will stop me from it. Even if I have to bring a little shit like you a beer while he is taking a piss off the railing.”

As it turns out, Tyrion figured as much once he found out that the company they were meant to destroy by turning over the documents is actually her late father’s business. She went with her mother’s maiden name to stay under the radar and primed herself as the hostage to be taken aboard Brightroar. Tyrion didn’t realize until she was onboard, though.

Apparently, Brienne made big news back in the day when she was charged for having murdered Renly Baratheon. While there was not enough evidence to prove that his former assistant killed him, Brienne since has to live with the stigma of being considered as the person who murdered him. And she won’t let that stand. She loved that man. She never could have killed him.

She tried to hire the crew as herself in an effort to find the man she thinks is responsible for Renly’s death: his own brother Stannis alongside his assistant Melisandre. But Tyrion refused to take her case the first time, so Brienne sought out more desperate measures to gain access to his resources. And so, she devised this plan to get herself right to the source, which is the Brightroar.

Brienne needs someone who has access to the underworld to dig up the man who disappeared into it shortly after Renly died. When she told Tyrion that during the hostage situation, the captain agreed to have her stay under the condition that she makes herself useful on the Brightroar for the duration of her stay. In exchange, he arranges for meetings and gathers information at her behest.

“And once I have the information I need, you can rejoice, because I will be out of here and go after Stannis. And you won’t ever see me again.”

Jaime is not at all pleased to hear that. He doesn’t like being lied to, obviously. And while, of course, he couldn’t care less for this woman, Jaime knows it is a dangerous path into the underworld. Not only because people don’t hesitate to shoot you in the face. It does something to you. It changes you. And someone who is so hellbent on justice, as that woman definitely is, will not thrive in the darkness. Jaime cautions her that she still has a chance to live a life in misery to return to, but Brienne remains steadfast.

“In contrast to some, I keep my promises.”

And so, the two agree to a truce, whereby Jaime won’t involve himself in her revenge and Brienne has his confidence as his partner in crime for as long as she happens to work on the Brightroar.

But that fragile truce continues to be shaken by revelations, growing feelings, a dangerous attraction, and the impending danger of the past coming to haunt the present as someone found out about what Jaime wanted to take with him to a grave in the deep blue sea…

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Note: This is vaguely inspired by Black Lagoon - but really just vaguely when it comes to the premise and the irresistible connection between Revy as Two Hands and Jaime as One Hand (c’mon, y’all know I had to do it). Though I am definitely turning it on its head. And if you want to treat yourself, read and watch Black Lagoon. It’s dark and great at portraying truly flawed characters.

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wackygoofball · 4 years

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Moodboard: Jaime x Brienne - Steampunk Pygmalion AU

Pygmalion - from Ovid’s poem Metamorphoses, it is the story of a sculptor who fell in love with a statue he carved.

After a ball gone wrong, Brienne swore off the boys too busy laughing at her instead of taking her feelings and interests seriously.

After a good look in the mirror, she understood that she was the ugliest thing in the world and would never find true love.

After her father’s death, she swore off the Sapphire Isle and made for the capital to pursue her own ambitions. She learned to forge, she learned to build a future of her own from metal gears and steel bars and screws.

After Renly’s death, she fell back into old habits and tried to recreate what she swore off at the ball all those years ago. But it was then, in her workshop all alone, that she discovered that recreating the past only works if you go back far enough.

Brienne went back to damaged painting she still remembers from her childhood home, the one with the shining mystery knight who supposedly fought during the Long Night, always having left her to wonder what was depicted on the part that’s missing .It was this knight from the past she based her future on by building her first functioning robot in the image of that man.

The result was Jaime, though he turned out very different from her expectations. While Brienne aimed to recreate how she envisioned the mystery knight, gallant and honorable, well-mannered and composed, she somehow got the wiring all wrong. Because Jaime is a foul-mouthed robot whose laughter should ring hollow but doesn’t.

Certainly, having him run nonstop ever since she finished his construction, Brienne should have estimated him to learn more than most other robotic support units roaming the towns can do. But that he’d pick up on the bad of the people so easily surely taught her a lesson she should have learned already yet again.

In the end, Brienne focused her efforts on keeping this robot running – and making him function more or less according to what she had in mind when she created him. She took it upon herself to teach Jaime manners, makes him help out in the local hospital, and will not take too much talking back from him before they engage in a fight.

With the great winter only so and so far away, Brienne prepared herself for a life of desolation, safe for the company she finds in the only man who won’t abandon her, who won’t slip through her fingers like the others did. She only used the best materials on Jaime, after all. She designed him to last, to stay. For that, she will even put up with the kind of attitude no robot should have any business in having.

Things take a sudden turn when Brienne goes to the hospital to fix up prosthetics and other medical machinery. She meets Jaime’s “young old friend”, a boy named Bran who is bound to a wheelchair and will hardly speak at all, instead always looking out the window to see the crows fly up into the sky. While fixing up the boy’s wheelchair, he speaks to her as though they too are friends of old.

After that encounter, she keeps having these strange dreams about the mystery knight, as though she lived in that time herself, way back in time. Jaime also starts to act all strange, making the difference she never meant to make – between blood and oil, flesh and metal, human and machine. Jaime withdraws from her more and more, stays at the hospital till late at night only to avoid her. He insists again and again that he is no more than a machine and that Brienne would do better to move on with her life and find some real friends, passion, desire, actual love.

Because he can’t give that to her.

Because he can’t feel.

Because he can’t love.

Because there is no heart, just screeching metal gears and bent steel bars and loose screws.

Is he right, though? Is it just the make-belief Brienne swore off back in the day? Is she right back to where she began? Or is there something else? Someone behind all this? Is it all freakish coincidence or this strange thing called “destiny”?

And what does the boy in the hospital have to do with it all?

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