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the-romantic-lady · 3 years ago

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Can you talk more about Edmund? I always wanted to know more about him than I know.

YES, I CAN. I love that boy. His death is so incredibly tragic but we have some interesting tidbits from his life too. First, we know that his parents were head over heels for him. When he was born, his father literally booked Rouen Cathedral and the font that was used to baptize Rollo the Viking for the service. I mean come on...Getting christened in this:

That's what I call privilege. It was a very lavish affair and some historians think that his father was setting him up to be a French lord of sorts. He grew up basically like a twin to Edward. They always did everything together. He was also closely raised with his sister Elizabeth. I wonder if the Duke of York was doing that to compensate for the fact that he was separated from his sister and never had a brother. He seemed to learn from his experiences to better it for his children (I love that man honestly). Anne, Edward, Edmund and Elizabeth had a French nanny. When he was king, Edward was known to speak very good French and I am sure Edmund would have been similar. The boys were essentially French.

When he was 8, his father made him the Chancellor of Ireland which ummm... ok. He was present at all councils which makes me laugh. Imagine an 8 year old just sitting there confused lol. To me, it seems that Richard, Duke of York was trying hard to find some land and power for Edmund. Richard Duke of York had lands in France that he intended for Edmund but once Somerset lost France, there was no chance of that so he turned to Ireland where he was Governor.

At 8, Edward and Edmund were also put into knightly training in Ludlow Castle under Richard Croft. Its always interesting to me how Richard, Duke of York never send any of his children to other noble households. He raised his children himself which was rare. I digress. My favorite thing from this time are the two letters that Edmund and Edward wrote to their father. It is so incredibly sweet and just reminds us of how human they were. If you are interested in the letters, I have copies of both and would love to share and discuss them.

By 1459, when all hell had broken loose, Edmund pretty stuck with his father. Also in October 1459, he properly met his younger siblings for the first time, which is so odd to me lol. But yes, he fled to Ireland with his father. When his father made the claim to the throne, Edmund was present but I would love to know what his reaction was. He seems absent in the sources. There is a source that says that Edward was told to tell his father to negotiate with the council instead of planning his coronation. Edmund was never mentioned.

Unfortunately, in December 1460, he was killed and his body treated with so much cruelty. I will never understand why any of that was necessary but of well. I sometimes wonder how Edward must have felt. That was his literal companion of 17 years just dead. I would have lost it. Edward must have channeled his anger into more important things and managed to destroy the Lancasters. Edmund was reburied with his father 1476. Edward cried when he saw his father's effigy but I wonder how much of those tears were for Edmund. A brother and companion he was never able to bury. I will never understand why he had to be killed. We don't know the exact circumstances but if the Clifford story is true then why Edmund? York was the criminal so he should have bore the consequences. Poor Edmund was fleeing. Ugh, it makes my blood boil. Some sources say that when he was dead, his arm was reaching out for the chapel. Meaning he was still attempting to reach it and save himself. How tragic :(.

History would have been so different if he had lived. I often think that he would have been the mediator in the York brothers. George would be less ambitious and he likely had no deference to Edward. He could be blunt without being jealous like George or having a hero complex like Richard. Someone Edward really needed. And I really hope that his father never found out that his son had died in such a cruel way because of him. That is a very sad way to leave the world.

Also, an interesting tidbit about Edmund's appearance:

"While this battaill was in fightyng, a prieste called sir Robert Aspall, chappelain and schole master to the yong erle of Rutland ii. sonne to the aboue named duke of Yorke, scace of y age of. xii. yeres, a faire getlema, and a maydenlike person…."

He was apparently very soft and feminine looking. Although it must be said that the quote is from Edward Hall who definitely never met or saw Edmund and even gets his age wrong. However, he might have heard about him when he questioned around. He is also the source that desrcibes Edmund’s mother, Cecily, being a woman small of stature but high of honour. This also says something of Edmund's appearance and character:

"By the side of the Duke fought his second son, the young Chancellor of Ireland, whose years had not past their teens, but who, under a fair and almost effeminate appearance, carried a brave and intrepid spirit."

This is from the historian Hume who studied Irish archives and likely Hall too and he gets Edmund's age right! So we might assume that this was said about Edmund. Which makes him even more vulnerable in my mind. Poor boy. Gosh, I tear up just thinking of him.

Anyway, this is way too long! I hope I didn't bore you :D and you learned something new about Edmund. Let me know about your thoughts and opinions.

#edmund earl of rutland

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allthatglittersisnotgoldrush · 3 years ago

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Author Interview: Victoryindeath2 (by Mythopoeia

Thank you @abadpoetwithdreams! I hope you don't regret the last question you asked :D

1. You are responsible for creating the characters of Frog and Sticks! What canon Silm event are you most excited to see from their child perspectives?

Soooo many things—but I am interested to see how they will feel when Mae is back on his feet, a warrior more deadly with his left than he even was with his right, the sort of man who can in canon create the Union of Maedhros. The children have seen Maedhros at his lowest, seen him tormented and crushed into the earth in the cruelest of ways. They also saw how he could be his best even when there was no hope or light for him—he protected them and was kind to them and loved them. I am just interested to see how other men’s and women’s opinions might change as Maedhros moves into the next phase of his life, and how the children will, in some ways, always see Maedhros as their Russandol.

Sticks: yeah I knew he was cool before you all realized it

Frog: *drops a rock in Mae’s left hand and curls up in his lap* tell me and my pet rock a story Mae

Mae: I actually have leadership things to do....

Sticks: you owe us for all the stories you didn’t tell us back in the Bad Place

Mae: *tells them a story and Fingon finds the kids sleeping under Mae’s arms twenty minutes later*

(There is also a non-canon event sometime in the future that I want so VERY badly but guess I can’t say because of spoilers *sighs*)

2. We often joke about how this AU is basically our own crazy version of a Silm tv series. What are some of favourite moments in the series so far that stand out to you as particularly cinematic?

There are so many moments, some of the wondrous and stunning variety, and some of the quiet and beautiful....but here are a few that leapt right to my mind:

a. Maedhros and Fingon parting the last time before Feanor divided the families almost forever! Maedhros with his hair in the sunlight on his horse and the line, “see you on the other side, cano!”

b. Gosh DARN it Mae on the cliff, with Morgoth offering him the chance to leap to his death, and he doesn’t take it *cries*

c. FINGON’S CHILD OF THE WOLF MOMENT WHERE HE TAKES MAIRON OUT (ALSO RIGHT BEFORE WHEN MAE GRABS AT HIS ANKLE AND TRIES TO GET FINGON TO SAVE HIMSELF)

d. Maedhros riding into the thrall camp and basically falling into Gwindor and SLINGING AN ARM AROUND HIS NECK YES HUGS ALL AROUND YESSSS

e. Look Ceili fic I know we talk about it all the time but I am here to talk about it again, especially the moment where Mae pulls Caranthir out on the dance floor and then they all dance together and everyone ends up in a pile on the floor except for Mae who just stands over them all laughing I think doubled over and there is so much good energy in that scene I NEED IT ON SCREEN

f. Personally I like to think that Celegorm stalking his way into a club in New York City and beating the living daylights out of Eol was cinematic

g. Maedhros having successfully argued Huan’s way into the journey west, stumbling all tired like up to the stairs, and meeting Nerdanel there, and resting his head on his mom’s neck. The darling tol bby

h. MAE ATTACKING ULFANG FOR THE SAKE OF HIS BROS, GOING FROM DEPRESSED BROKEN BABY WHO HAS LOST ALL HOPE TO DEPRESSED BROKEN BABY WHO HAS LOST ALL HOPE BUT STILL WILL FIGHT FOR HIS BROS

i. Bby Mae lying on Feanor’s chest ;;;;;;;;;;; before Feanor became the worst

j. Can’t even remember what fic it was at this point but there is a dream? Mae has? Of like....the sea and red sun or something? It was a lot

k. There are many many more moments and I am mad that I can’t remember the one that stood out to me recently

l. ..........the whole fic Seven Card Stud

m. MOONLIGHT GUNSLINGER MAE AND HOW HE TOTALLY OUTCLASSED MAIRON

n. Every hug and brotp and found family moment ever. I have addictions and there is never enough of what I want on screen

o. THERE ARE MORE SPECIFIC ONES BUT I HAVE TO STOP AT SOME POINT DON’T I

3. Walk me through what an ideal day would look like for Caranthir?

The MOST ideal day would be Caranthir waking up in his little closet bedroom in Formenos and realizing he just had a horrible nightmare, and also realizing that he still has his mom and ALL of his brothers. And then at the breakfast table Feanor says something like “wow I’ve been stupid in a good many ways, and a rotten dad because of that, good thing I have recognized my flaws and shall now be a better person, also Mae you can stop going to live in the city if you want, just stay here with your brothers. Also you know, Caranthir, even though you’re still my least favorite child, I’m proud of you. And not just because these are the best pancakes I have ever tasted.”

Then Caranthir probably helps his mom in the garden, gets some quality one on one time with Mae when Mae helps him make a pie, Mae reminds him how special and good he thinks Caranthir is, and Celegorm and Curufin ask Caranthir to join them for fishing. Not that Caranthir necessarily wants to do that, but he does want to be asked. Then Amras and Amrod ask him to help them with sums, so that he feels like a helpful big brother, and without being asked, Maglor takes out his fiddle and plays the slow-moving, peaceful song that Caranthir loves and Maglor despises because it is not challenging enough

4. What is a character POV you have not written yet about but would like to?

I would like to write something from Maeglin’s POV—I feel a powerful urge to protect that lost boy. He’s had an odd and often terrifying life and he needs a break. Good grief imagine having a mom like his mom, imagine Morgoth commanding you to call him uncle. Ew. Anyway, he’s exactly the sort of character I usually adopt as my son. An angsty sad boy without much future, who needs LOVE

5. If you could recommend only one fic from each author (including yourself, of course) what would they be?

HOW TO PICK?!

TolkienGirl: wayyyyy too many to really choose from but I have to go back to the beginning and say “news, breaking” because of the way it introduces my Feanorian boys, and also because of Mae wearing a flowered apron one minute and then a half open leather vest the next, with his glorious hair tied back!

Mythopoeia: I feel like I have to say “those gathered beneath” because it was so DEFINITIVE of our favorite Irish family, and also Turgon is a great narrator (but since I always talk about this fic I shall also add another, lesser known perhaps: “save ourselves unaided” because it introduces Haleth and more people need to appreciate Haleth and Mythopoeia’s Haleth is SO GOOD)

Victoryindeath2: “a certain slant of light (where the meanings are)” because it was my first Caranthir fic, and so it holds a special place in my heart

Bonus Q: The Feanorians are now a KPop group. What are their hair colors and roles?

THE WAY I CHOKED ON MY LAUGHTER WHEN I FIRST READ THIS QUESTION

I ALSO GOT WAY TOO CAUGHT UP IN THIS SO IF YOU ARE AN AU READER WHO DOESN’T CARE ABOUT KPOP IN ANY WAY YOU CAN STOP HERE, I WON’T BE MAD. On the other hand I think I have really good answers so maybe you should continue lol

Maedhros: He has to be a coppery red-head, doesn’t he? Maybe something of the red color that you once told me you wanted Heeseung to try. He would make a great leader, but ALSO. Also I think that he has had enough stress in canon in and in our AU, so I really just want to give him the opportunity to be merely the eldest hyung, who everyone goes to for comfort, for hugs and advice, and who supports the leader quietly. He is a good vocalist and can maybe rap in a pinch? but we put so much emphasis on him as a dancer that he HAS to be the dance leader. Obviously. Is widely acknowledged as the visual of the group

Maglor: Longish black hair, maybe midnight blue or deep purple. Has tried several different hairstyles and regretted half of them. He claims a specific aesthetic in hair and dress is necessary for him to compose the group’s songs, and while he gets teased by everyone for this he also writes amazing music so? It works? Is definitely a vocalist. His vlives consist of him playing every instrument known to man, and half the time Mae is sitting in the background listening with an awed expression on his face—till he falls asleep. Maglor can’t decide if he is pleased by this or insulted

Celegorm: Usually rocks blond or silver hair, but one time some fool insulted Amrod’s pink hair and the next thing you know Celegorm had pink hair for three months. Probably disparaged Maglor’s mullet phase but tried it once himself as a penalty for a game in a Run Feanorian episode and kinda thought it wasn’t half bad.

Celegorm is the “I don’t follow what the company says” member, “screw the rules if they aren’t good for my fam.” He is also a sick rapper and his diss tracks and mixtapes are things of beauty. He also clearly frequents the gym and will toss an annoyed member—most likely Maglor, but sometimes Curufin—over his shoulder any chance he can get. Has definitely done pushups with Amrod or Amras on his back. He and Mae swept the ISAC games

Caranthir: Typically goes with brown/black hair, which only throws the fandom into more of an uproar when the rare occasion arises in which he actually dyes it some other color. Probably went mint for a music video and Curufin started calling him mint choco boy, which offends him deeply as he is (sadly) on the side of “mint chocolate ice cream tastes like toothpaste.” He’s a vocalist with a rougher voice that is surprisingly pleasing to listen too.

Speaking of surprises, Caranthir never quite understands his own popularity. He didn’t like to do vlives by himself for ages, until Mae encouraged him to do cooking and baking vlives, and now he does one once a month on a schedule. Fans are putting together a book of his recipes

Curufin: He does intense and striking hairstyles and colors, and is probably the most likely to do black hair streaked through with red, teal, green, gold, white, etc. He claims to be the visual of the group and Mae is the one member who always agrees with him. I’d say he is also a dancer, one almost as good as Mae but with a different style, and he has a quick and sharp rap. He is heavily involved in the production of their songs over time.

Here is the thing though—I think, in this better non-canon non-Gold Rush AU universe, that Curufin could be the leader. See, Feanor is not gonna be the company CEO loll. Fingolfin is. And Fingolfin mentors better than Feanor EVER could. And Curufin is a sharp lad, very smart and crafty, and if he could just be convinced to care about all his brothers/group members like he does about himself and Celegorm in the AU, and if he just has proper guidance, allowing Mae to assist him in struggles, going to him for support, I think he would be an excellent leader

Ambarussa: Amras and Amrod have tried every color and color combination under the SUN, and they often coordinate with each other either to match or complement. Amras sometimes gets tired of this, preferring to stick to the general group color scheme, and when that happens Amrod just says fine be like that and goes off and does his own thing. Sooner or later though, Amras always gives in and joins him once again.

The twins obviously have all their hyungs wrapped around their little fingers, even Maglor who is driven insane by them crashing into his room shrieking and giggling when he is trying to write music or run a very serious vlive. As far as their musical talents go, I love when maknaes are ridiculously well-rounded, and these are Feanorian maknaes, so I’m gonna say they can both dance, sing, and rap. People have placed bets on whether they will grow as tall as Mae (spoilers, they won’t, no one ever will, he’s the tallest in Kpop world)

Huan: is the team mascot, and lives in their large dorm with them because Celegorm said so

Anddd that’s all folks

#author interviews #gold rush AU #the silmarillion #q&a #yes mythopoeia gave me a kpop question and I was on a roll with it shush don't judge me #even if you are tolkiengirl #victoryindeath2 answers questions

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changeling-rin · 5 years ago

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Hi! I was wondering, what are your thoughts on the different Zelda games? Not a ranking or anything, just what did you like/dislike in each game/franchise as a whole? And how did you come up with the personalities of the characters for DL? Thank you!

Oof. Oh, you’re gonna make me Longpost, aren’t you. Yeah, okay. You asked for it.

Skyward Sword/Gen

-I both love, and hate, the motion controls. On one hand, I have never felt more epic than when I personally stabbed my sword into Demise’s head. On the other hand, I have never felt more frustrated when my wiimote would misinterpret my swings and I would subsequently die. Contrary to popular opinion, I actually like Fi. Her design is beautiful, her theme is gorgeous, and her goodbye to Link is one of the most beautiful yet heartbreaking moments in the entire franchise. The origin of the Master Sword, in my opinion, might be one of the best things to come out of this game.

Gen’s personality came about mainly as the foil to Lore and Dusk’s pre-existing dynamic. Lore is the spastic one, and while Dusk is definitely somewhat of the straight-man, he’s much more likely to roll with it unless it’s drastically damaging. Gen, on the other hand, will avidly apply common sense to anything and everything, and since Lore very rarely follows common sense, Gen morphed into his ‘conscience’, so to speak. His predilection for healing was a side-effect of me dying a lot in his game and spending more on Red Potion than probably anything else, and also because the group needed a medic and Gen was definitely the most take-charge character I had who would do that sort of thing.

Minish Cap/Speck

The Picori are the cutest things, oh my gosh. I do, however, suspect their violent and painful end in BotW - if they’re the ones who put the Rupees and Bombs and stuff in the grass, and there’s no such things in BotW… Aside from that! I adored the concept of shrinking down and having the entire environment change on you. It was such a unique way to make an old area new again. On the flipside, I loathed the Kinstone sidequest with a passion. I never did manage to match them all.

Speck was basically me saying to myself, ‘He’s a tiny person. How do tiny people see the world?’ And then he turned into a quiet, shy kid who tries very hard not to be a bother and looks at problems from a completely different angle than most people. This is why he always second guesses his words - he’s by far the most frequent user of ‘um’, ‘uh’, ‘ah’, ‘oh’, etc, and this is entirely on purpose. Tiny people, by nature, will do whatever it takes to make sure the bigger people don’t get mad enough to smush them - a bit morbid, I know, but if you think about it… This is also where his habit of stabbing the eardrum came from. Where most people wouldn’t even think of it, Speck just saw a really good access point and a whole lot of convenient fabric handholds to get him there.

Four Swords/The Four

I have actually never been able to get my hands on a copy of the original Four Swords game. I know. I’m a disgrace to the fandom. However, I have done extensive research, and I can say that by far my favorite concept is being able to deploy a Bow-Wow in the direction of my enemies. I literally cannot imagine it without cackling.

The Four were the result of me having two sets of Four Sword Heroes and desperately needing some way to tell them apart. It took a very long time for me to decide to play up the hive mind aspect, but once I did everything clicked for them. Rather than being split individual aspects of the original Link, the Four are literally a copy-paste of OG Link’s personality with only tiny variations between them, which led to the decision to make them somewhat quiet and awkward about their synchronization. People rarely accept what’s unfamiliar to them, and to be honest the Four probably have one of the more ‘tragic’ backstories. They may or may not have been chased out of a town or two due to a couple misunderstandings about the source of their hive mind. (My babies, I’m so sorry I did this to you I’m a terrible author whyyyyyyyy)

Ocarina of Time/Ocarina

By far, one of the most investing stories in a game. Ganondorf is fabulously evil, 10/10 would thwart again. Music, of course, is beautiful. The travel mechanic, on the other hand, I am not a fan of. Trying to get somewhere before getting the respective warping Song is tedious at best, and the sheer amount of time it takes for me to swap between Young and Adult Link is just… it’s a hassle, is what it is.

Ocarina is a little kid in a Big Person’s body, and I write him accordingly. He’s the wide-eyed boy in a brand-new world. He’s naive to a lot of things and oblivious to several others. He and Mask have a bit of an odd dynamic because of this - Ocarina will basically gravitate to wherever Mask is as a sort of unconscious instinct, under the unrealized assumption that Mask means protection. The ‘Little Brother’ mentality, if you will.

Majora’s Mask/Mask

THE MOON. THE FREAKING MOON. I will never be able to play this game without feeling vaguely stressed and unsettled the entire time and THAT FREAKING MOON is the reason why. Very compelling plot, 10/10, but WHY. Aside from that, the music is fantastic, Majora is Creepy To The Max and we so rarely get that in Zelda games so I am on board, the transformation masks are probably my favorite mechanic, and your heartstrings get yanked on several times with the Goron Lullaby quest and Mikau’s entire storyline.

Mask evolved directly as the opposite to Ocarina, with the caveat that he is directly aware of Ocarina’s unconscious ‘Little Brother’ mindset - Mask just happens to be sincerely uncomfortable with the ‘Big Brother’ role. He’s more knowledgable, more experienced, and this was done explicitly to be in direct contrast with the fact that he looks like a little kid. He’s Ocarina’s opposite in every single way, and it’s fun to have them play off each other.

Twilight Princess/Dusk

Probably my favorite game, art-style-wise. There’s some things that Twilight Princess does fantastically well artistically, not to mention that it contains one of my favorite characters of all time. Midna is awesome and there’s nothing that will convince me otherwise. I actually think the wolf mechanic is a really good way to make new problems within old areas - but I will admit, the bug hunts can be tedious. And that one escort mission can go jump off a cliff. But I adore everything about the concept of a Twilight Realm, and even though Ganondorf comes in and kinda shafts Zant out of the way, he’s fabulous enough that I can accept it. They are, after all, both marvelously evil.

Dusk’s personality came from me thinking back on everything that happens in his game and promptly deciding that: he either went a little insane to deal with it all, or he had the lowest level of crap to give that I’d ever seen. Obviously, I decided on the latter, and I’m very glad I did, because from there that allowed me to build the faux-duo-actually-triad leadership between him, Lore, and Gen that works so very well. I kinda ended up putting a little of myself into Dusk, in that he’s very reserved and will think about what he says before saying it. Of course, I had to incorporate the wolf somehow, and the way that was the most fun for me was to bring some of those traits over into his hylan form. One of these was me interpreting the howling mechanic as Dusk being a naturally good singer, and we all know where that led.

Four Swords Adventures/Red, Blue, Green, and Vio

The loss of the Bow-Wow hits me deeply, but we do get horses so that helps a little. Also, it surprised me a little how similar this game is to the predecessor, Four Swords. There’s a couple plot differences, Shadow Link is a thing, but for the most part it follows a very similar pattern and I kinda wish something different had been done. It’s fun having more than one weapon to swing around, but not quite as much without other people to play with. The one thing I have to say about Zelda multiplayer games is that, without actual multiple players, it’s just… not as fun.

I freely admit that large parts of Green, Vio, Red, and Blue’s personalities came directly from the FSA manga - particularly, the subversion of color expectations by having Red be the timid one and Blue be the aggressive one. You never see that nowadays, and I immediately pounced on it. Vio and Green had slightly less large chunks of manga personality, but I basically ripped their inner-group dynamic wholesale. Their individual interactions though, those are all me. Blue and Vio just seemed like natural bicker partners. Red’s Adorable Puppy face evolved out of the sheer amount of times the manga had him on the verge of, or shedding, actual tears. And Green naturally needed to be the exasperated leader keeping them all in line. It all just sorta flowed from there.

Link to the Past/Lore

The originator of such musical classics like Kakariko Village, the Dark World theme, and Zelda’s Lullaby, and I thank this game for making these songs so good. I adore the way that the Dark World can take the entire freaking country of Hyrule and turn it into something completely new. But there were some times where I wasn’t sure where to go? I don’t know if it was me or not, and it could have been. I might just be bad at inferring destinations.

Lore is the direct result of being the target of four entire games, and me thinking to myself, ‘Now how does a normal person deal with something like that?’ The answer was, of course, that they throw normality out a window. Lore is my way to have fun, and also to let out every random impulse I’ve ever had but never acted on. In a way, Lore is me, but without all the inhibitions. Sometimes he ends up being a direct conduit between my brain-thoughts and the page. That aside, I also gladly seized the opportunity to bring something different to the group, which is how the different languages came in. He’s the only Link who actively, within his games, visits other countries, and there was no way I could pass that up.

Oracle of Ages/Oracle of Seasons

They remind me of Pokemon titles. “Here’s these two games! With the exception of some minor details, they’re exactly the same! Combine them for a special surprise!” I do think the Subrosians are adorable though. And of course, shout-out to Veran, the only explicitly female villain the Zelda franchise has ever seen. Maybe someday you’ll get a friend to help you out in that testosterone-filled mess. Maybe someday.

Link’s Awakening

Far sadder than I anticipated it being. Also, the Bow-Wow returns! Clearly the best thing in the game. On the bad side - I don’t remember which one it was - there was this one dungeon that just… for the life of me I could not get it to make sense in my brain. I don’t know why. I also don’t remember what the solution was. Very engaging story though, the Windfish mystery kept me engaged right up to the Big Reveal.

A Link Between Worlds/Sketch

The painting mechanic is just. It’s so clever. The entire landscape is transformed with a single dimension shift and I loved it. I was kinda skeptical about the same map as LttP, but then Lorule happened and I was pleased enough with that to accept it. Ravio and Hilda are fine additions to the LoZ family and I wholeheartedly accept them - also, the Lorule Castle theme is one of the best songs in the franchise, fight me. One thing I do remember is this one boss battle, I think with some sort of Manhandla plant? It took me at least ten or so tries to get past that thing. Really didn’t enjoy that one.

Everything intentional about Sketch evolved from his painting ability, this being his phobia of water, his tendency to use stealth in a confrontation, and his continued sidetracking with artistic ideas. At some point though, he turned into one of the most sarcastic Links in the bunch, and I’m really not sure how it happened. But it seemed to fit him for whatever reason.

The Legend of Zelda/Realm

I regrettably have not been able to get my hands on this one either, but I have watched a play-though. My observations are as follows: Where is the map. How did anyone figure out where they were going in this game. I don’t understand how that wall was supposed to indicate it was bomb-able. How did people play this game without getting too frustrated to continue. On the bright side, the dungeons seemed to be very well-laid-out, and the bosses, while repetitive, were pretty memorable. I suspect I would get lost within the first ten minutes, though.

Realm is directly based off of my above observations. I am firmly of the opinion that absolutely nobody can make it through the original LoZ game without getting lost at least once, and this resulted in Realm’s absolutely abysmal sense of direction. Consequently, I made him hopelessly optimistic and cheerful enough to make the sun jealous, because the only person who could put up with those sorts of mishaps is the person who can just get right back up and keep going. Also, the fact that I myself and severely directionally challenged means that writing Realm comes very easily.

The Adventure of Link

I have not played this one either. I apologize. That said, I dislike the switch from top-down to 2-D scroller. In comparison with literally every other game in the franchise, AoL feels the least like a ‘Zelda’ title. Though, for the invention of Shadow Link, I award at least few points.

Wind Waker/Wind

It’s adorable. It’s somehow a very dark and serious game disguising everything behind a cute and cartoony art style and even though I can recognize it I don’t actually care. The story is engaging, Tetra is the Best Pirate, and the ocean makes it feel so big. I do think the sailing mechanic can be a bit time-consuming before the warp travel kicks in, and I actually feel like Ganondorf went down too easily, maybe?

Wind is based off of sailing, basically. I took the amount of time it takes him, in-game, to get places and decided that he has the patience of a saint. Also the bafflingly ability to stay awake for three days straight, but that hasn’t come up in DL, so. Because of this, he’s usually pretty content to let conversations evolve without much input from him, unless he’s got something important to say. And of course, he’s got the Wind Waker, which resulted in me making up an entire magical classification system to explain why he’s so good at controlling the weather, accompanied by an entire chapter-length head canon about the relation between the weather and music. Ironically enough, for all that Wind has no instrument of his own, the fact that he’s a conductor means he’s actually the most musically talented of the whole group.

Phantom Hourglass

I wouldn’t call it a worthy sequel to Wind Waker, but I honestly don’t think it’s too bad - with the exception of the Temple of the Ocean King. First time, it was kinda fun. Second time, less fun, Third time, getting repetitive. Fourth time, getting annoying. Fifth time, and I was really done with that mechanic. The remixed Sailing Theme was good though, and once I got past Linebeck’s surface personality I liked him pretty well too.

Spirit Tracks/Steam

I have never played this one, but the concept seems fun. The riding-a-train song is amazing. This Zelda is probably the most fleshed-out that the character has ever been, and I dearly hope she can take the position of ‘companion guide’ again someday. Or maybe even ‘protagonist’, who knows? I do dislike how vague Malladus is, because as the Final Bad Guy I feel like he should have been solidified more than just “Demon sealed a long time ago”. And to be honest, why Trains? It just seems so random.

Steam, like several other Links, is based around his gameplay. As an engineer, he’s a pretty hands-on type of person, which is why he frequently gets distracted with the inner workings of other Links’ items. And due to the fact that Trains require very little input to control and a lot of travel time, he’s the least physical of all of them. This basically means that he runs the slowest, hits the lightest, and will likely bring the least to the table in a fight. This is one of the reasons I gave him the ‘I Like Trains’ summon, because even if he himself can’t hit very hard, his Train sure as heck can.

Oh my gosh I think this took me a solid hour to type out, I hope you’re very happy with this response Anon ;)

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rainywritingsx · 5 years ago

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Torn •BNHA X OC • Chapter 7

You can find the prologue for the story here and all of the previous chapters can be found on my masterlist! Also let me know if you’d like to be tagged in future chapters!

Yeeeesss I’m back with a new chapter!!! I’m so so happy that I finally have finished one again because boy I’ve got so many plans with this story and I hope y’all will enjoy it too ^^ also I was wondering if anyone wants me to make a seperate post where I explain the world here a little bit because I did change some things from the anime. Let me know what you think ^^ alsoooo if you’d like to leave a little tip for me, my ko-fi can be found here! Of course you don’t have to send anything, no hard feelings if you don’t ^^ anywayyy now onto the storyyyy

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The next day, Saturday, my life was back to normal. I woke up, ate breakfast, got ready and left the house as if nothing had happened the previous day. Being back felt extremely odd. It was as though I had finally realized where I truly belonged, and it definitely was not here. But life went on, I had to keep going. Leaving would be pointless, since my parents had a massive network so even if I tried my hardest to keep a low profile, I'd be found within the blink of an eye. Part of me also just didn't want to leave. While my parents were far from perfect, I still loved and cared about them. The same thing went for my brothers.

I knew that it was strange. I didn't think that positively of them, yet I loved and cared about them. Was it because we were connected by blood? Because they were the only people that had been with me all my life? I didn't know what exactly it was, but I didn't want to ponder about it too much.

"Guys, breakfast is ready!" My mom called out. Not much later, I heard loud footsteps running downstairs, making me chuckle silently. To say my brothers loved my mother's cooking was an understatement. After a little while I decided to get up as well and go downstairs. I entered the dining room and was met with my brothers and my father, who were having a conversation, and my mother who had just sat down and tried to follow the discussion. I quietly walked over to my usual spot at the dining table and took a seat. My mother turned to me and smiled brightly, her eyes filled with either extreme happiness or complete insanity.

"How did training go yesterday sweetie? You were already asleep by the time your dad and I got home, so you must've been exhausted." Oh right... I told them I went to the gym to train. It wasn't a complete lie. I did train at the UA entrance exam in a way.

"It went well, I just really pushed myself while training so that's why I immediately fell asleep." I lied, to which she nodded. I could hear a scoff next to me and without even looking I knew exactly who it was. Of course it was Malo, who could never celebrate any positive achievements of mine. A small silence filled the room, which my mother attempted to break after a little while.

"So, Malo," she began "how did your day at school go yesterday? You played in a school sports competition, didn't you?" a cocky smirk covered Malo's face as he nodded and took a bite of his food. I could feel that he was looking at me, probably wanting to see me jealous, but honestly I was just annoyed. Why was he like this to me? I didn't care about what he did, so why did he? Was it all simply because I was the one everyone expected to take over our parents' profession? That was all?

"You were awesome yesterday, bro!" Chobu said, his gaze filled with admiration for his older brother, who absolutely adored the attention he was receiving. The younger boy's gaze went to my father, who was just sipping his coffee and he didn't speak a word. Of course, he didn't care that much for extracurricular activities. When it was about training, or anything that had to do with villains however, he was all ears.

"You should've seen him, dad!" Chobu almost jumped out of his seat as he spoke.

"He was so fast! First he went-" He proceeded to move his hands in a quick motion to mimic what he had seen the previous day. "And then he just went like this and scored!" At this point he was almost radiating amazement, which I couldn't help but smile at.

Emry, my ten year old brother, didn't say that much as usual. He was more of a quiet type who enjoyed analysing more than talking and he seemed to actually like me unlike my two other brothers. We weren't that close as he was a lot younger, but he was a real sweetheart and I hoped he'd stay that like forever.

After we all finished eating, Chobu and Emry went back upstairs to play some games, Malo went to the living room, and I got up to go back to my room, when my father suddenly called out my name.

"Janie, your mother and I need to talk to you." My heart dropped to my stomach at those words as I stopped dead in my tracks. Flashbacks of yesterday went through my mind as I tried to remember if I had seen anything or anybody suspicious, but I didn't recall anything like that. Gosh, what if my parents were actually there? What if there were disguised villains present at the entrance exam and they told my parents? Oh my god why didn't I wear a mask while I was on my way to UA? Janie, you idiot!

Malo looked at me, his gaze saying I was screwed even though I knew he had no idea what it was about either. Chobu and Emry just silently left and I could almost feel myself breaking out in a cold sweat. It wasn't often that my father would just say that he needed to talk to me. It wasn't even only him, but mother too!

"Okay, father." I replied coolly, when really everything in me was screaming to just leave. But then again, I could try and figure out a lie about why I took part in that exam. But would they believe me? Would they have a reason not to? I mean, they weren't aware of the fact that I didn't want to follow in their footsteps. While my brothers could probably tell I wasn't that excited about becoming a professional villain, they probably didn't think that I wanted to become a hero instead. While all of this was driving me insane, I just tried to appear calm and collected so I wouldn't seem strange.

I sat back down and looked at my father a little expectingly, silently playing that it was none of the horrible scenarios that had gone through my mind.

"You're going to be interning at our agency, since you're getting older and you should start becoming more known between the villains."

Oh.

I wasn't sure if I felt relieved or more worried by this news.

"We've already talked to your school; you can miss a day in the week for now." I nodded and forced a small smile on my face. Great. Absolutely wonderful.

"When do I start?" I put as much effort as I could in sounding excited at this news. I could see my mother's eyes sparkle at the question before she answered with a big grin on her face.

"Your first day will be upcoming Wednesday! You can come with me in the morning and everything else will be explained once you get there." While I could clearly feel my mother's joy as well as my father's pride, I saw in the corner of my eye that Malo was glaring at me yet again. Well, that was what he got for almost laughing at me earlier.

"Malo, sweetie!" My mother spoke, completely ignoring-or maybe not noticing my twin brother's annoyed attitude. I could never tell which one of the two she was doing. "You can help us too, of course. But I also saw that there are some other villain groups that would love to recruit you." At those words a smug smirk appeared on his face. Of course, one huge ego boost and his day was complete again. Typical for him.

"Like who, mom?" A hint of curiosity was evident in his voice and honestly, I wanted to know too. Not because I admired villain groups, I just wanted to see where my brother would end up.

"I don't remember them all on the top of my head but the Yakuza and the League of Villains were mentioned." I wasn't all that interested in the Yakuza, but a few times I've seen things about the League of Villains. As far as I knew their leader was... interesting to say the least when it came to his goal.

"Ah, the League of Villains? Wasn't Stain with them before he ended up in jail?" Stain... I remembered having seen him on TV and to be honest, I could understand where he was coming from. While I definitely did not think he acted rationally, I was kind of agreeing with some of his viewpoints. I could tell that that wasn't what the League of Villains as a whole was about, though.

While my brother continued bragging about how talented and amazing he was, I decided to quietly sneak back to my room. As I plopped down on my bed, speculations about what Wednesday was going to be like came to mind. Despite the fact that I wasn't exactly excited about this internship, something in me was also curious to see what it was like at a Villain agency.

It felt weird, the idea that, just like heroes, villains also had their own agencies where they trained potential villains, worked just like 'regular' people did. What even was regular at this point? I lived in a world of people with quirks, that wasn't even normal to begin with.

It wasn't as if the community of villains was small; it was a very big and diverse group of people. Outsiders, people who were alienated because of their quirks, traumatized people, sometimes even people who were just completely insane and were abandoned by their own family. And of course innocent people did not want villains to have any power at all, but at the same time everyone knew that these people existed, and it was pretty clear that continuing to oppress them only made matters worse. This was exactly why the government was compliant with all of this. It was why such things as villain schools existed. It was way easier to keep track of everything if it was legal.

However, some underground stuff that sometimes most villains didn't even know about went on. Nevertheless that was a small percentage and in my opinion the positives outweighed the negatives.

I sighed and turned my head to just stare in the distance, when I noticed that I hadn't put my tracksuit in the laundry basket yet. Flashbacks from the previous day appeared in my mind and a small smile couldn't help forming on my face. I didn't remember ever having as much fun as I did yesterday. I also missed it. Not just the people, not just the building. I missed the feeling of being who I truly was. I missed not feeling pressured to do something I was completely against.

I bit my lip as my gaze slowly went to the ceiling. I wondered when I was going to receive the results. How could I not have looked at my points? This made me feel even more nervous because I had absolutely no idea if I gained a lot of points or none at all at the last moment.

Though, I was aware that pondering about this wouldn't do anything, so I tried not giving it much thought. A soft grunt escaped my lips as I saw up and walked over to my desk before sitting down on the chair and turning on my laptop. In my free time I would often write, either stories or little things that almost seemed like diary entries. Sometimes I would even note down dreams that I had, since some of them were just so out there that they had to be documented somewhere. Whatever it was that was written, all of my work was pretty private, so I refused to let anybody read my stuff.

As if on cue, footsteps that seemed to get closer to my brother's and my room could be heard. When they stopped, I lifted up my gaze only to find my Malo. Neither of us said a word. He just stared at me as I did the same. Saying this interaction was awkward was an understatement. After what felt way too long he finally looked away and entered the room, grabbing something and leaving without saying a word.

Ah, aren't siblings just absolutely wonderful?

I was honestly okay with this. My brothers, except for Emry, did not like me, which I was aware of and I didn't want them to pretend to like me. Chobu and Emry had fun together, my brother had his friends at school and I was fine on my own and the only real interactions we had were while eating or on our way to school. Our conversations when we went to school were probably the only time we really seemed like twins in all honesty.

The concept of twins was intriguing to me. The idea that people immediately assumed you're super close as soon as they found out you were twins was strange. We were still independent people, with independent minds just like other siblings did. But for some reason it was as if people couldn't see twins as autonomous humans; it had to be either both or neither.

I looked outside and pouted. The weather seemed lovely; it wasn't hot but it wasn't cold either. Getting some coffee at a cute cat café would sound wonderful if only I actually had friends to go with. Going on my own wasn't bad of course, but it slowly got boring to go to the same places on my own. And since people usually knew who I was, they found it hard to strike a conversation with me, which was one of the big reasons why I never had friends in the place.

But also, coffee was heaven so I guess I didn't mind being on my own.

I quickly got changed into a skirt and a cute white blouse before doing everything else and went downstairs. I let my parents know I was leaving and then finally left. At the feeling of the slightly cold breeze hitting my cheeks I smiled. Without thinking I walked to the same old cat café I would always go to, as it was closest to my house, and their coffee was absolutely wonderful. Also, their cats were all total sweethearts that I wished to adopt one day if I ever had a house of my own. I could totally see myself become one of those old ladies that ended up with a billion cats in her house.

As I entered the café, a whole wave of calm took over me and I walked over to the barista, giving my usual order and paying for the coffee. While waiting a few adorable cats came over to me, and as usual I couldn't resist not petting them. These creatures were too cute, how could I not love them? They were always calm and super cuddly and all they had to do in life was eat, sleep and get cuddled; they were basically living the life.

When my coffee was done I quietly thanked the barista and went over to a small table near a window. Again some cats went over to me, making me giggle quietly. I could already tell I most likely wouldn't be able to finish my coffee before it got cold, as these adorable fluffy creatures kept on demanding my attention. Not that I minded it though...

And just as I thought, by the time no cats were coming to me, my coffee had gone cold. An annoyed sigh escaped my mouth and I decided to drink it anyway. If I didn't, it would've been a waste of my money. Besides, cold coffee wasn't that bad. Right?

After having finished my coffee, I got up, softly caressed one more cat and finally left. Gosh, they were so, so adorable I felt bad about leaving.

Not wanting to go home quite yet, I decided to just walk around a bit to get some more fresh air. While the area I lived in definitely wasn't the most pleasant, I was aware of the fact that this was way better than other areas where villains live. Here it was mostly okay, though going out here at night alone was not the best idea and the people living here weren't amazing neighbours.

To this day it still amazed me how seperatedly villains and heroes lived. I mean, I could kind of understand it but at the same time it felt like I was in two completely different worlds. Inherently, we were all the same actually. It was just the small differences that caused conflicts between the two communities, and one was labelled as 'right' while the other one was labelled as 'wrong'. Both hurt people, both had some morals that seemed right, some that seemed wrong, both were just people.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I tripped over what was probably a loose tile on the ground. Luckily, I was able to gain balance quickly so I didn't fall over, but it was a close call. I couldn't help but giggle at my clumsiness. This was what happened when you didn't pay attention to your surroundings, Janie...

It was only now that I had realised that I was in an alley which I wasn't really familiar with. Thankfully it wasn't dark outside yet, but the alley was tiny and the buildings were very dark, which gave off a not-so-inviting feeling. I often tended to go through the wider streets, which was why I didn't really know this alley here. But it probably wasn't that far-off from my house, right? The walk hadn't been that long, which meant I really couldn't have gone really far.

Maybe I could ask someone to lead the way? They would most likely know where the cat cafe was, so if I just asked where that was, I could easily find my way back home. However, in order to that I had to find someone and the street was... empty... I looked around in hopes of finding a person whom seemed trustworthy, but there was no sign of a person or any living creature at all.

Suddenly an eery feeling came over me. Maybe it was the silence, the loneliness or just the feeling that this unfamiliar ally gave me, but all that I could think at that moment was that I wanted to leave, and my gut was telling me I had to go right now. Without thinking my feet began walking as if they had a mind of their own, or maybe it was my instinct.

Out of the blue I bumped into something, which caused me to stumble backwards. I looked up and my face immediately filled with fear when I saw a pair big and cold eyes staring at me. In front of me stood a very large man. Despite the fact that it was still light outside, I couldn't see details of the man that well since the alley was so small. What I could tell though, was that this definitely wasn't a nice guy. As I slowly backed away, shambles of apologies left my lips along with quick and small bowing movements. I could tell that I better wouldn't mess with this man.

"I-I'm so so sorry sir, I didn't mean to bump into you!" To my annoyance, my voice came out soft and high-pitched due to how frightened I was feeling. Wonderful Janie, just wonderful. It wasn't as if I look terrified enough, huh? I couldn't put on a brave face for even a single second...

"Well, well, look what we have here. A gorgeous little lady..." I could feel shivers rolling down my spine at his strange words. From the corners of my eyes I couldn't see a single drop of water near me, so using my quirk wasn't exactly something that I was able to do at this moment. I slowly backed away, hoping to be able to leave but soon my back was met with someone else's body. Within a second I turned, only to find another man of whom I assumed to be a friend of that other creep. He was looking at me with a huge smirk plastered on his face, as his thick, bushy eyebrows were raised and his dark eyes looked me up and down. I felt disgusting by his gaze alone. I tried to slowly take tiny steps sideways, away from these men, but they both noticed my movements.

"Where are you going, sweetheart? You know it's dangerous out there for little girls like you." Yeah, dangerous because of old weirdos like you...

I could maybe use my quirk on those guys... But one, I had never done that before so success wasn't guaranteed, two, I hated the thought of controlling somebody's whole body, and three, they'd catch me before I could do anything probably... Gosh, what kind of villain was I? Not that I wanted to be one, but my parents would've been so embarrassed if they saw me in this situation. All of the training and I couldn't even defend myself in a situation like this?

Alarm bells started going off in my head when the two men both stepped closer to me. I wasn't able to tell what their quirks were yet. I didn't see any kind of mutilation, so they were most likely completely human. It had to be something else, but what could it be? I'd probably find out soon, because while I knew it was dangerous, I wanted to try running away. It was the only thing I could do.

So without thinking I tried running off, but before I had the chance to even take three steps an unknown force roughly pushed me to the ground. After this a foot stepped on my back to make sure I didn't get up and goodness, that really hurt. I tried looking up at the men, which was almost impossible, but I did notice that the man who wasn't on me now was using his quirk which made me fall. I tried moving, but everything felt super heavy, as if a massive weight was put on me and someone was pushing that weight down to make sure I really couldn't go anywhere. I tried screaming, but the fear of what they could do held me back. It was as if my vocal chords had been taken out of my throat, and it frustrated me so much.

Was this it? What were they going to do to me? Where would they take me? Who were they even? Had they been following me? Did they know my parents? Did they know who Iwas?

Suddenly I heard both men yelp as the weight on my body was lifted. I slowly tried pushing my body off of the ground, wincing when I went a little too fast. It was only now that I realised how much they had hurt me. I didn't have to go to the hospital or anything, but it still hurt. I looked around, only to see that the men were both gone... I could feel another presence behind me however, and I wasn't sure if I felt happy or terrified. If somebody could scare away people like that, they were probably horrifying.

I gulped, not daring to turn around because I was terrified of whoever it could be. I noticed that I was shaking, but I didnt know if it was because of those two guys or this persom that was standing right behind me.

"No need to be scared, princess... I won't hurt you." A low male voice suddenly spoke. I turned around, curiosity winning from my fear for a tiny moment. The person's face was almost fully covered except for the eyes. They were a bright turqoise. They looked really familiar for some strange reason. Where had i seen him before...?

Wait.

the station...

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kamechan98 · 6 years ago

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Bedtime

Never let it be said that Tony Stark was a lazy person. Sure, he sometimes liked to laze around on his days off spend and as long as he could in bed with Steve and just watch TV on the couch with a pizza for lunch. He was also way more of a morning person than people usually took him for, despite all the jokes that his teammates might make at the breakfast table when Tony dragged himself into the kitchen, still half asleep and clutching his coffee mug like it was the Holy Grail. Which, if you asked Tony, it might as well be considering he was way more protective of his coffee than he was of his own health. Something that really concerned Steve and he usually gave Tony part of his own breakfast, just to make sure Tony ate enough. And who was Tony to say no to his boyfriend’s pathetically big, sad puppy-dog eyes. You’d have better luck telling a group of starving orphans that lunch was cancelled for the day.

But no, Tony was not lazy, by any stretch of the imagination. On the contrary, Tony could spend hours down in his workshop working on new tech, weapons for his friends or his armor without even noticing that days had gone by. Or that he needed food or rest.

Again, this was something that really concerned Steve. Sure, he knew that Tony had nothing but the best intentions when he stayed in his workshop three days without breaks. He might deflect and act like it was all because he didn’t want anyone’s blood on his hands, but Steve knew better. The whole team knew better. Tony still, either out of habit or stubborn pride, worked really hard to cover up his feelings and hide the fact that he cared very much for his friends and wanted them to stay alive. And if he could make sure it happened by making them better armor, weaponry and whatever else they might need in battle, he would do it. Nevermind that he worked himself into the ground while doing it, ‘cause his own health wasn’t as important as his friends, despite said friends trying to tell him otherwise.

“It’s all subconscious.” Natasha had said once, rolling her eyes as Tony once again evaded their concern for him and disappeared down into his workshop with a refilled coffee cup. “He’s been working hard to get approval from other people all his life, he probably thinks he still needs to do it.” She shook her head and sighed tiredly. “идиот.” Her voice was tired and frustrated, but also had very soft hints of fondness in there.

Sometimes Steve still found himself amazed by how quick Natasha had, not only changed her view of Tony from her original report on him for SHIELD, but had come to care about Tony like an annoying but lovable little brother. She cared about him a lot and wouldn’t hesitate to physically knock him out and carry him to bed, tie him to it and force feed him when he woke up, just to make sure he wouldn’t kill himself from lack of sleep and nutrition.

Really, all of them had come to care quite a bit about the genius, as annoying and frustrating as he could be Tony had proven to be very easy to like, once you got past the mile high concrete walls and defenses the genius had built around himself and his heart. And once you got used to his more annoying quirks, like his rambling, his habit of getting too far into people’s personal space, or his habit of working too hard, too long and being too stubborn to accept that he might need a break every once in a while. Like to eat and sleep.

Still, Steve took his responsibility to take care of Tony very seriously, and after almost 24 hours of working non-stop it was high time for him to get some sleep. So Steve headed down the stairs towards the workshop, punched in his access code with ease and walked in.

AC/DC was blasting from the speakers at a volume so high that Steve, with his enhanced hearing, winced viciously and almost covered his ears. Almost a year of dating and he still hadn’t gotten used to how loud Tony played his music. Or his music.

“Jarvis, lower the music!” His yelling wasn’t loud enough to be heard over the music, but Jarvis still lowered the music enough for Steve to relax again. Tony jerked up from his work on in his armor and glared at him.

“How many times have I told you not to turn down my music while I work?” He muttered before he turned back to the boot was currently worked on. And Steve could clearly see he was getting tired, his posture was slightly slumped, he had bags under his eyes and stopped every other second to rub at his eyes. Still Steve shook his head, amused by his boyfriend’s grumpiness, and walked up to the table he was working at.

“How many times have I told you not to come to bed at a reasonable time?” Tony rolls his eyes, partly annoyed but mostly distracted.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard that before. But I’m almost done with the repulsor on this boot, and after that I only have-“ Steve rolled his eyes again, a fond smirk forming over his lips and looked at his boyfriend, head tilted slightly to the left and resting his hands on his hips. He chuckles.

“Aw honey, it’s cute you think I’m giving you a choice.” Tony’s head snapped up, his eyebrows scrunched together and his focus is suddenly entirely on Steve’s words and the tone in Steve’s voice but given only a second to figure out what it means for him before Steve grabs him around the waist, throws him over his shoulder and heads for the door. “Jarvis, let’s close up shop for tonight.”

“Of course Captain Rogers.” Tony was too surprised to react when Steve first grabbed him, but when his brain caught up with what was going around him, he started to kick and squirm and push his hands against Steve’s back to try and squirm out of his grip.

“Hey, put me down Rogers! Put me down right now!” Steve smirked.

“Ooh, we’re using surnames now, huh? Gosh Stark, you sure know how to make a fella feel special.” Steve barely holds back his laugh as he walks up the stairs, not in any hurry at all, and towards their bedroom, holding Tony in place over his shoulder with one arm.

“Oh fuck off, Steve! I have work to do, let me go!” Steve hummed and pursed his lips, pretending to think about it and then smirked mischievously.

“Nah, I think you’re done for the day.” Tony hadn’t stopped kicking or squirming or writhing in Steve’s grip, which proved to be very fruitless, to Steve it was like carrying a bag of laundry over his shoulder, except he tilted his head slightly to side every now and then to avoid Tony kicking him in the face. Whether it would be intentional or not was hard to tell, it was always hard to tell with Tony.

Still, it didn’t stop him from trying. That was just how Tony was. Never stop, never quit and never give up, no matter the odds.

“Steve, this is ridiculous! I have to work on the armor, I don’t have time your-“ Steve shook his head and threw his boyfriend further up over his shoulder, prompting a yelp out of him.

“Yeah, you probably have work to do. It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion, though.” Tony’s only response was a frustrated grunt and an attempted kick to him in the groin but only got him in the stomach, which thanks to his abs was rock-hard and Steve hardly felt a thing.

On their way to the bedroom they passed Natasha and Clint, who were just leaving the gym to go to bed too, but they stopped to smirk and chuckle at the scene of Steve carrying Tony around like a bag slung over his shoulder. An amusing sight but not to one these days.

Tony caught their looks and tried to look pleadingly at them, though the effect was slightly ruined by him hanging upside down. “Help? Please?” Natasha just smirked at him and shook her head, her red curls bouncing against her cheeks. Clint laughed at him.

“Nah man, you’re on your own. Quite frankly you’ve only got yourself to blame here.” Tony narrowed his eyes at their friends and glared at them as they passed them.

“Traitors.” Natasha and Clint just laughed and Natasha called out to Steve

“Make sure he gets at least eight hours, Cap. He promised to spar with me tomorrow.” Tony gulped audibly, either having forgotten about that promise and was now reminded or was just nervous about sparring match on its own. Which was fair when you were going up against the Black Widow.

Steve turned to salute her but didn’t stop walking. “Don’t worry Nat, I’ll make sure he gets a long night’s rest.” He smirked mischievously and smacked Tony on the butt, making Tony yelp in surprise and outrage. Clint groaned and covered his eyes with one hand.

“Aw man, no. Come on Cap, keep your foreplay in the bedroom, okay?” Tony’s head jerked up and he glared at the archer. But before he can say anything, Steve starts walking again, turning a corner and they’re friends are suddenly of sight.

They eventually make it to the bedroom and Steve unceremoniously dumps him on the bed. Tony flails his arms and legs as he bounces up and down on mattress, then glares up at Steve who is smiling innocently down at him.

“You are not a nice person.” Steve chuckles and sits down beside him on the bed. He presses a kiss to his temple and puts an arm around his shoulders, pulling him close despite how Tony tries to pull away. Not very successfully, seeing how Steve is a super solider and is much stronger than an average man.

“Aw, come on baby, don’t be like that. You know I love you, but I’m not going to let you go without eating and sleeping. You should know that by now.” Tony grumbles and tries to pull away from Steve again, turning his face away when Steve tries to kiss him again.

“Yes, yes, sleep and food is important, I get it but I-“ He got cut off by a yawn that threatened to break his jaw, and his eyes drooped slightly. Still, Tony was nothing if not stubborn, so he turned to Steve and poked a finger at his chest. “That meant nothing.”

Steve just shook his head at him, kissed his forehead and ruffled his hair playful, laughing at Tony when he tried to bat his hands away. “Sure it didn’t, babe.” Then he gently grabbed Tony’s shirt and pulled it off before throwing it on the floor. Then he got up and kneeled down by Tony’s feet and pulled one shoe, and then the other, slowly, and with a very suggestive grin on his face. Tony narrowed his eyes at him, looked away and folded his arms over his chest.

“Nope. Nope, no, I know what you’re doing, Rogers. It’s not gonna work this time.” He tilted his head up, with his nose in the air. Steve just smiled innocently; pulling the socks off his feet before moving up to unbutton Tony’s pants and pull them down his legs.

“What’s not gonna work, honey?” He looked up at Tony, all big innocent puppy-dog eyes, while pulling his pants of entirely and throwing them to the side. He debated with himself whether or not to take off Tony’s t-shirt too, and eventually decided to leave it on for now, and slowly got up and gently pushed Tony down on the mattress before crawling over, positioning himself over Tony, hands placed one both sides of his head, and leaned down to kiss him.

Tony, to his credit, tried to resist and move his face away from Steve’s mouth or push at his shoulders to get some space between them. But it didn’t take too long for Tony to give in and start to kiss him back and eventually raise his hands to grab Steve’s shirt and pull it off, which was Steve was than happy to let him do. But when Tony’s hands found their way to his belt buckle, Steve covered his hands with his own.

“Tony, I brought you here to sleep and that’s what we’re gonna do.” He smirked and pulled Tony’s hands away from his belt. “All that we’re gonna do.”

Tony stared up at him incredulously for almost a full minute before he narrowed his eyes at him. “Seriously? You go out of your way to turn me on just to slam the door in my face?” Steve just looked at him wide eyes and quickly got rid off his own pants and shoes.

“What do you mean? I just helped you undress, that’s all.” He pulled the covers over them, called to Jarvis to turn off the lights, threw his arm around Tony’s waist and pulled his close. “Now sleep.” Tony grumbled, but did settle in his arms and on the pillow, allowing Steve to hold him tighter and spoon him.

“Ass.” He muttered under his breath and Steve chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to Tony’s cheek.

“Love you too, sweetheart. Good night.”

#my fic #my writing #stony fic #stony #stevetony #superhusbands #tony stark #steve rogers #i wrote a fic #drabble #tumblr prompt

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otterskin8 · 6 years ago

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Thoughts on Endgame

Hey everyone else had an opinion, I thought I’d try having one too!

Spoilers Follow

Honestly, sometimes it feels a little like everything is on fire whenever I stroll into the fandom and I’ve just got a dopey grin on my face as everyone runs around screaming.

I came out of the theatre having had a good time and pleased that certain things were tied off nicely for certain characters. I like the Russos fine but have wanted them to show more personal flair in their work. In this film, in particular, the second act, I thought they really did - there was a lovely, meandering quality to the film that allowed for a lot of humour and fun character beats. It was unexpected and felt like - well, Community (also nice to see those cameos, I loved that show). I really hope to see more of that quirky sense of pathos and fun in their future work.

This ended up being more a celebration of what the MCU’s accomplished so far than necessarily a finale for all of that. It was, as I expected, mostly a goodbye to Cap and Tony. I like both characters (though I still have my frustrations with them as well), and I pretty much predicted this ending when I placed my bets in 2017 (Cap finally decides he doesn’t have to be a soldier forever and retires, as he deserves, and gets to be a man again, while Tony finally does get the family he wanted but loses it so he can be the new Spider-Man’s Uncle Ben in that franchise. We’ll see if my prediction of a JARVIS-Tony computer program comes true. Maybe Riri Williams breaks into his lab and he appears over her shoulder like Clippy. ‘I see you are trying to steal all my old schematics. Would you like some help with that?’ You heard it here first, folks.) Best of all, Nebz was even more front and centred than I hope possible. She carried the heart of the film and delivered. I loved her confusion, half-regret and grief at Thanos’ first death (such a great shot, her with his head in her arms) to her final victory over herself. I particularly appreciated the opening on her and Tony, where she gets a taste of what it’s like to actually have a caring dad. It makes Tony’s final killing of Thanos feel more right in the story - the flawed father figure who rose up and put children first above his own ambitions kills the one who always put his ambitions first. That cute triangle game Nebula and Tony played explained so much about both of them. So, so good.

I loved Professor Hulk. I wish we’d seen him come to be - he was robbed of that culmination - but I’ve never wanted to hug the guy more. I think he was a fascinating sign of the guilt Banner had. I really loved how the time jump allowed these massive changes in the characters, that they took some big risks to their recognizability. I found that very rewarding.

The same goes for Thor. My gosh, I loved what they did. I’d bet money that Hemsworth pitched it too, this seems like an idea he’d have. Thor is, of course, my favourite Avenger. It is often painful to watch him sidelined in the Avengers films since the series’ original, more grounded flavour made him an odd player out, preferring to showcase Steve and Tony. He was the unloved member of the trilogy. The same could be said about this film, but honestly Thor is given everything I ever wanted him to deal with in this film. His trauma finally caught up with him and he can’t hide it anymore, and it’s wonderfully heartfelt and funny and sweet and subverts all those ‘paragon of manliness’ tenants Thor has represented throughout history. His strength in this film comes not from being told to ‘buck up’ by Rocket (I loved that his attempt to pep talk and slap Thor into readiness was a total failure), nor from his body, nor, even, from his own mind. Thor gets to run crying to his mum and that’s treated as the healthy and correct thing to do. A necessary thing, even. Frigga delivers the best line in the film (sorry Love You 3000, you get a solid second).

“Everyone fails at who they’re supposed to be.” I think that hits everyone. It certainly did me. The expectations put on us all, by ourselves, our parents, the needs of our age - they are as crushing as a hammer on your chest.

Thor is the MVP of this film aside from Nebula. He gets to show the most range, the lowest of the lows and funniest of highs, in the very same scene and often at the very same time. It’s tragicomedy at its finest, which is what I come to the MCU Thor for. The incredible vulnerability combined with excellent comedic timing made this a performance that stands out in the arc. I was also surprised to see this huge, large, film of the century took time to go back to a sadly maligned chapter in its saga - Thor: The Dark World (my problems with it are manifold but I am tired of hearing it called the ‘worst’. That is not true. I know you all forgot about it, but the Incredible Hulk is still technically in the MCU, and there are plenty of other weak chapters that don’t manage to push their characters’ stories forward at all.) Not only that, but it patched one of my main criticisms of that film - that Thor had no time with his mother and their relationship didn’t feel explored enough. And that Thor needed to cry more. I come for man tears, that was what Branagh promised me and frankly I was getting dehydrated of late. So thank you End Game, I am quenched for now.

I’m sure this will come up in the big long thing I’m doing about the overall themes of the MCU (Dads and Legacy mostly), but this film managed to address some questions the MCU has posed in entry after entry. Thor’s journey has been shaped by his father, and his search for his father’s approval. Sometimes he was found lacking, and other times he realized he needed to abandon that approval to do the right thing, but always he was trapped in the legacy of that father - the mistakes that father had made, and what his father wanted him to become. This film suggests a wonderful alternative to Thor - that he is also his mother’s son, and her desire is for him to be himself first. Once he hears that, he’s able to call Mjölnir - a sign that he also has his father’s approval, after all. No, I do not mind that the hammer came back from the dead for a little fun - it had meaning and significance in its scenes. (Although I still don’t get what’s the big deal of Steve lifting it - it’s a bit a jerk of a hammer, have you seen the list of who else could pick that thing up? Hela, Odin, Thor. All morally gray people. ‘Worthy’ seems to be a matter of conviction, confidence, and desire to act. Not inherent goodness. Eh.) I love that Frigga, long shuffled to the back of the Thor franchise, is given such a key and beautiful moment in this monster film. I love that she gets to be mischevious, fun, hint a little more at her backstory (witches, eh?) and play psychiatrist to a son who really needs her. I always wanted more of these two, and was CONVINCED I’d never get it. I think I’ve died and gone to Valhalla.

Are there a few lines I wish were cut? Yes, there are some unkind words I wish had been altered - they are unnecessarily cruel and reflect badly on the characters who say them (in particular WM - dude. C’mon.) Rocket’s fine, though - that’s who he is (and that behaviour is changing) and he is not rewarded for his crass treatment. It fails. Further lessons for character development - trauma isn’t fixed with violence. Pay attention, Rabbit. There are also plenty of plot holes and weird questions. Why can the tesseract suddenly be used without a device? Doesn’t that mean Loki could’ve teleported everyone to safety in IW? Speaking of, why did Thor not try harder to communicate with Loki or steal him from another timeline? I feel like an explanation was called for. It also kinda sucks that IW ended with Thor avenging Heimdall (awesome dude, I love him a lot, but...really? That’s the death they directly reference in Thor’s big moment? I thought they’d use Heimdall there and have Loki be more at the forefront of Thor’s mind in this one, but he seems more banished from his thoughts than Thanos’ name). But eh, at the end of the day, this isn’t meant to be the ending for either Thor or his brother. That’s the best part. I get to ride this train for years to come, and hopefully many more good things are coming. (Although I’m getting bad juju from every announcement I hear about the Loki series so far, so here’s hoping I don’t look back at laugh bitterly at my past self’s optimism.)

I do hope that when Thor’s story does eventually come to an end that it’s in his own franchise. I feel like ending Cap and Tony’s story here is big and fun and all, but the Thor films began very intimately (somehow THOR might be the smallest film Branagh ever directed) and I hope to see them end that way. And I hope that even with the Loki series doing its own thing and Thor off with the Guardians that the two will be allowed to come back together again for something meaty before the end.

This film did right by my faves, and while it’s unwieldy, lopsided and imperfect it manages to set up the fictional people I care about for interesting things. Here’s to another decade of watching these actors barely age.

P.S. I am genuinely concerned that Eternals is going to hook me. Hmm. I can only hope they don’t do the Arthurian Legends or Egyptian Mythology as well. I’ll be sunk.

#film thoughts #endgame

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selenecrown · 6 years ago

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Persona 3 - Arisato Siblings AU

Alternate Universe where Minato Arisato/Makoto Yuki and the FeMC from Persona 3 Portable are actually twins and both children do not die in the car crash that killed their parents. Unlike what I believe happened in Persona 3 Portable.

Also I'm probably going to add more later if I think of any during or after PQ2. Or just in general.

In other words, that AU that is accepted by the fandom but not canon. But it should be Atlus you cowards!

I will refer to these two as Minato Arisato and Minako Arisato.

If you prefer Makoto Yuki, then FeMC's name is Hamuko Yuki (Sorry, I wasn't sure what other me to use for this.) Or, if you prefer Sakuya Shiomi, then FeMC's name is Kotone Shiomi.

- Minato is the oldest by two minutes. Minako says otherwise, but it's a lie and the two of them know it.

- When they were young they actually were pretty close, as most twins are. Only, their personalities were different. For one, Minako was more shy and reserved and Minato was much more friendly.

- But, after the car crash that killed their parents, Minato became more apathetic towards others excluding his sister who he became even more protective of. In response to Minato shutting away other people, Minako became much more friendly (and sassy) to step up for Minato. Originally, she just wanted him to smile again so she always tried her best at being nice and funny towards Minato and others, but this later became a part of her personality.

- The twins kept moving from family member to family member as the two kept getting kicked out because of Minato's borderline suicidal actions and apathetic words, because Minato became extremely apathetic towards others minus his sister (who also started picking up his actions and also became somewhat depressed) family members would keep them until they couldn't take Minato anymore and, because Minato refused to leave his sister, both of the twins would move onto another family member.

- Minato really stoped caring and even on trying to get to know his family members. Minako actually is thankful most of her family would take them in, but often forgets the family members who took them in, since they never stayed longer than a year.

- Until they came to the dorm. Then, things changed. Minako and Minato started to like being in the dorm. They met people that they liked and agreed: They actually liked it there. They wanted to stay.

- Minato was actually happy to be there. His apathy seemed to change into him just being reserved towards people. This, delighted Minako. Because for the first time in years, he wasn't acting like a cold-hearted asshole all the time to other people.

- Minato and Minako are still field leaders, they just trade off every full moon. The other comes with the party, but it just a normal attacker.

- Minato is quiet, but reliable leader. He's the type of leader that is very aware of his teammates despite him not acting like it. He maybe laided back and doesn't really give his opinion on the situation at hand, but he certainly shows an example of a leader.

- Minako is like the cheerleader. She often encourages the group to do their best and get things done fast. But, like Minato, looks after her group. Despite her picking odd clothing choices and sometimes really crazy missions, she does these things (mostly) to help her team get stronger.

- Both of them have the Wildcard ability and both Elizabeth and Theodore look after both of them. Elizabeth is supposed to look after Minato, and Theodore is supposed to look after Minako. But the two Velvet Room Attendants mostly just share the two twins.

- Which, is really amusing. Imagine Elizabeth going out with Minako and Theodore is stuck with Minato. What happens between the four are actually super funny and often times really cool in retrospect.

- Get ready for cute siblings fights as leaders. Like,

"Minato! What about this outfit? It would look cute on Yukari!"

"Yes, but she'd kill you if you asked her to wear it."

"Not if you asked her to wear it!"

". . . Fair point."

Or,

"Minato! Look at this shirt! It'd be perfect for Koromaru!"

"That's a good shirt. +10 agility, not bad. . . Minako, we don't have that kinda money."

"But it's cute!"

"We need to buy something for Junpei! His armor is falling apart! If we don't get something better for him, we came here for no reason!"

"Oh my gosh you're right. I almost forgot!"

- The Twins teasing each other about their harems. That's it. That's the headcanon.

- Both Minato and Minako can be pranksters. Like, they do good pranks. One time, Minako asked Minato if they could play a prank on both Yukari and Junpei because both of them had gotten into a fight and wouldn't even talk to each other. And. . . Let's just say, Mitsuru, while amused at what the two did and pleased at the twins got Yukari and Junpei to start talking again, was not too happy at the mess they made.

- While both Minato and Minako live in the same dorm, they sleep in separate rooms, for obvious reasons. Which, Aigis is not too happy about since she want to protect both of them and it's hard to watch the both them sleep at the same time if they are in different rooms.

- Honestly they probably help one another with Social Links. Yukari's Social Link reversed? Minako is willing to try and help out Minato in fixing it. Akihiko being a little too reserved with Minako? Well, Minato will give it a shot to try and help.

- Speaking of which, Minato can actually make Social Links with his male teammates! Even Koromaru! He can't date them, but he still has the Social Links.

- Running into each other going to Social Links or when the other sibling is hanging out with that Social Link are awkward as heck.

- "Minako, you hog. Let me hang out with Shinjiro! I wanna taste his cooking!" "Well, then, let me hang out with Mitsuru! You're keeping her all to yourself!"

- Minato and Minako have weird things they do as siblings that S.E.E.S. has somewhat picked up on. Like when Minako is down in the dumps, Minato will stay close to her and comfort her if need be. Now, EVERYBODY knows when Minako is upset and often will track Minato down to give her that comfort and they actually try and make her happy until such time as Minato arrives. And when Minato is down in the dumps, be prepared for the whole team, lead by Minako, to do the stupidest crap to get him to feel better. Like beat the Reaper in swimsuits and videotape it while doing some werid dance.

- Also, twin jokes everywhere. Even Mitsuru will pull out those jokes. It's great.

-Overall, great shenanigans in the dorm with these twins around.

- Then crap went down. As in, Strega and Shuji Ikutsuki came and screwed everything up. Majorly. Minato closed himself off again, and often wouldn't let Minako do too much with others either in favor of keeping her close to him.

- Because of that, the two got into a huge fight.

- Minako, who finally found people she wanted to stay with, refused to let her brother mess up the one place both of them agreed they wanted to stay in. Not like he did the last few times, Minako was not willing to give up her time with S.E.E.S. to Minato's apathetic nature. Minato, who after remembering the warning from Pharos, was not willing to lose his sister to fate.

- And, the two drifted apart. Worse, S.E.E.S. could do almost nothing to fix the problem since they were having their own problems to deal with. Well, then Ryoji came into the picture. Ryoji, after being confused with the distant twins, got the two of them to make up temporarily. But then Ryoji figured out his true nature, and while it brought the two closer and got them to fully make it up to one another, got the two of them to become depressed again.

- Then they had to make a decision as to kill Ryoji or not, and after lots of thought, the two came to the same conclusion. And so did everyone else.

- And so, they fought Nyx. And the two became the Great Seal. Minato became the Great Seal of Nyx, while Minako became the Great Seal of Time which prevents her brother's Seal from being messed with through timelines, as well as protecting other timelines from Nyx. Which, makes Elizabeth just a bit more miffed at the amount of power she needs.

#the arisato twins #arisato twins au #minato arisato #minako arisato #This took not that long and then the PQ2 trailer dropped yesterday and it kinda messed this up but who cares #I've made these headcannons here take them

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archivexhunting-hardy-brothers · 7 years ago

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mun questions: all the odd ones

Challenge Accepted!

What made you decide to roleplay this muse?

When I found out that the Hardy Boys were not a part of the rpc, I figured it was a travesty and needed to be fixed. I have slowly but surely infected my obsessive love for the book series on several other people.Are there other characters you’re interested in rping or wish to?

Well I have a bunch of other muses, including my OC Taylor, and a Sam Winchester muse, as well as a Meg Masters. As for characters I haven’t tried to roleplay as yet, I don’t know.What made you decide on your blog title?

It’s a line from the song Skulls by Bastille. I figured it was the most true thing ever said about the Hardy brothers.Do you overthink your tag descriptions or keep it simple?

I tend to keep it simple, ha ha! If I reblog something that references one of the boys, I tag it ; relevant to Frank or ; relevant to Joe, and anything I want to look back on, I tag it as save. Every other tag is my rp partner’s url and the verse tagFavorite three icons of your muse.

For Frank

For Joe

What’s a thread you’d like to do in the near future?

It varies from day to day. I could be craving bloody angst, or the fluffiest fluff.Three of your favorite threads.

Literally any thread I do is a favorite, unless it’s a short one that I know won’t be going anywhere, just a random slice of life, but two of my favorites I shall list for you :3

After Midnight with @minxchester

A Sinful Corruption Verse with @my-malleable-museWhat’s an M!A that would be fun to try out?

I have no idea. A lot of the M!A’s I find are...a little too weird for my tastes.Are you selective?

I have become a bit selective. Being in the rpc for the past four to five years have made me wary of new people, or people I’ve never interacted with before. And now thanks to the sudden “p/urity culture”, I’m a little on high alert. The last thing I need is to let my guard down with the wrong person and then get bombarded with hate messages because I ship Hardycest, which I always tag.What’s your opinion on blog themes? How do you feel about your own?

Blog themes are fantastic! If done properly, it shows a bit of the personality of the mun and the muse, and I love that! Some themes are a bit iffy, because sometimes it’s just not compatible with my computer or tablet, or the rules/about/navigation links aren’t visible or easy to find. As for the one I found from @octomoosey, I have no complaints :3 They make fantastic themes!Three big no-nos to do or say to your muse. (their ‘berserk button’)

Oh gosh, over a decade of the Hardy Boys and there are so many things to choose from.

For one thing, don’t mention anything to do with the Red Arrow. In the latest era of the Hardy Boys series, the Red Arrow is some kind of secret mafia type group. I’m assuming it’s a group, nothing is really known about it, except members will target those who have “wronged” them in some way by painting a little red arrow with legs on something the victim owns, like a house or a bike or a car. And then the poor victim is tormented as punishment, for however long the Red Arrow decides on. For the main verse for the boys, the Red Arrow is responsible for the death of their mother, Laura Hardy, and thus Frank and Joe hold great animosity towards the group.

Separately, don’t mention hospitals or doctors, or even Misty Falls, around Frank. It sends him into a disassociative state due to past trauma. And don’t take him to a hospital, unless the situation is severely dire or he’s passed the fuck out, because he will put up a fight.

For Joe, anything that reminds him of Iola Morton, his lost love from the Casefiles era, or anything surrounding her death, will give him flashbacks and panic attacks.Where are you typing right now and where do you usually type?

I’m typing all of this on my laptop, as where most of my writing is done nowadays. Sometimes if I’m away from the computer, I will use my tablet.

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writer-parolee · 7 years ago

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Tell Me Three Things by Julie Bauxbum

***This review contains spoilers.***

I loved it. The thing is, I literally just read “Simon vs. The Homo Sapiens Agenda.” I didn’t realize this book would have a similar storyline. The anonymous e-mails/chatting so the minute I realized this, I groaned. I made the biggest deal about it. Two similar books right after the other?!? I was on a rampage inside my own head. But I picked it so I had to continue through. I wasn’t going to DNF over a similarity. I’m glad I made it through because what in my opinion was the failure in Simon, this book did not fail in that aspect (see my Simon review). But yeah, pretty much straight version of Simon.

Jessie moved to LA with her dad who newly eloped with his wife she had no clue about. Her mother had died from cancer, just like her step-brother, Theo’s dad had died. Her dad and his mom met in a bereavement group. Can I just say, like how does that happen? Let’s grieve over our spouses, get strong together, and fall and just get married just like that? I would love to see how that actually really all worked out. Wasn’t ever fully explained. Just like if Theo was in the dark as much as Jessie was. Well…was he? Anyways, I digress. So she moves and starts going to this private school and receives an e-mail from Somebody Nobody. Won’t tell her who they are. But gives her advice on what to expect from the school and their relationship continues from there.

Jessie has 3 possible guys that could be SN (Somebody Nobody). There’s Liam. I mean he was all right. Ethan. The loner by choice who’s her group partner for English. And Caleb. Just came out randomly at a party and for some odd reason, Jessie was fixated on him being SN. Like…for reals?

I’m going to be honest. I knew who SN was. Like there was no doubt whatsoever in my mind. And I knew exactly what he lied about. But gosh, it was so cute for to have a relationship with Ethan not knowing he was SN. Even though I knew he was SN. And she was too dumb to realize it. His eyes were pleading but you didn’t realize it, girl? Granted, he really acted like he could’ve cared less to be her partner in English. But maybe I read too fast, because I know she talked about her first day and he had e-mailed her a couple days after or something like that so maybe this whole scenario happened previously. If anyone wants to correct me on this, be my guest. But if I was trying to keep my identity a secret, I would have acted the same way too. I wouldn’t want to blow my cover. I also kind of figured that he lied about his “sister dying” and that it was a brother because when she asked Dri, (her new friend suggested by SN to befriend) it was a very pointed question about a sister death. Not a sibling one. So I knew it was a brother. There was just a lot of clues to put it all together. Then Ethan has the nerve to be like don’t try to figure out who I am. Well excuuuuuse me, Ethan. It’s ’cause it would have been so easy. Also…I do not quite understand why Ethan didn’t think Jessie would like him if she found out he was SN. Like…y’all had an okay relationship outside the SN relationship. Jessie didn’t hate you. So why wouldn’t she like you?

There was also this one part I really liked where Ethan is telling Jessie that Liam is going to ask her out. And Jessie is all, “I don’t want him to.” And then I would love to see this part translate on screen if it ever were to happen even though I know it won’t. It’s “You’ve Got Mail.” Let’s be real.

“Ethan’s coffee cup is interesting to him again; he stirs the black. He doesn’t touch me. ‘Then I think you should say no.”

Like swoon.

So we have those conversations going on. Jessie having a crush on both SN AND Ethan. Glad that all worked out for her. Back on the home-front, Jessie isn’t getting along with her dad and stepmom. Her loyalty to her mom is real, but like her reaction is completely normal. I mean her dad literally didn’t even give her time to realize he was dating. It was all…I’m married. We’re moving. And on their move, traveling by car, there was this one part the book mentions, where he finally mentions his new bride.

“Only once, did Rachel come up, over lunch, at an Arby’s, as if he was answering a question I hadn’t even asked.”

I laughed uproariously at this part. Because her dad…only finally mentioned her new stepmom…at an Arby’s. ARBY’S. I cannot. I CANNOT. I’m laughing writing this review right now. But clearly I laughed so much, I wanted to include this line in my review. At least some of you will get my sense of humor. Clearly, I’m not a fan of Arby’s or understand why people choose that place as their fast food venue of choice.

This book touched a lot on the aspect of grief. Ironic that there’s humor, but it could get heavy sometimes soon. A lot of people lost someone. Jessie lost her mom. Theo lost his dad. Jessie’s dad lost a wife. Theo’s mom lost a husband. Ethan lost a brother. You see perspectives from them all.

There was also another moral to the story. If you move, don’t forget that the friends you leave behind have to deal with you leaving, just like you have to deal with new surroundings. Just because you leave, doesn’t mean stuff stays the same at home. It’s a valuable lesson any young adult could or should learn. It doesn’t always have to be about yourself.

Anyways, it’s a good read. If you liked Simon, you would like this book as well.

My Star Rating: 5 out of 5 Stars

Read From December 4, 2017 to December 7, 2017 (4 Days)

#review #book #tell me three things #julie bauxbum

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somaybeimbiased · 7 years ago

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Not Quite Right

Hi! Could you write omegaverse Taekey where Kibum is craving Taemin (like he really wants him, Taemin's smell drives him crazy) but Taemin is Alfa too and Kibum is confused because it's not right and odd. So when he tells Taemin what's going on one day, Taemin tells him the truth - he is an Omega. Please please please🤗🤗🤗 I will be REALLY happy😙 -Anon

This wasn’t right.

Kibum was confused and appalled and he honestly felt like he was going absolutely crazy. He didn’t know when he got so messed up, or why the wolf inside of him thought it was what they needed, but he craved one of his best friends.

Kibum came from a high ranked family within the pack, and so did all of his friends. There was Minho, the closest in age with Kibum. He was the Alpha son of the pack, the heir to the throne if you will. Then there was Jonghyun, the softest Alpha you will ever meet. When they tested Jonghyun and found out he was an Alpha, his parents took him to get retested because even they didn’t believe it. There was Jinki, who was kind of the leader of their friend group, having been the one to introduce them all when they were younger, plus he was the eldest alpha of their group. And Then there was little Taemin, he was the youngest of their friend group and he was also there the least. Taemin was the kindest, wildest person you will ever meet. It was no surprise that he was an Alpha because of the way he acts. He was also known to be the most beautiful Alpha of the pack, in Kibum’s opinion, and he was also the one Kibum couldn’t get enough of.

Kibum was kind of glad that Taemin’s parents sent him to a private boarding school during the week, because it helped stop Kibum from going crazy.

Kibum was obsessed with the younger boy, and his smile, and his personality and god his smell. His smell was intoxicating, kind of a mix of sugar, lavender, and sweat and Kibum couldn’t get enough. Whenever they had sleepovers Kibum would sleep next to the maknae, he would sit next to him, he would always be next to Taemin, basking in the younger’s scent.

He was so glad that Taemin went to the boarding school, yet sometimes he found his heart aching because he missed his Taemin…. Wait. His Taemin? Alphas can’t mate other Alphas, it’s not allowed, or physically possible. Alphas could only mate with a Beta or Omega, and he silently cursed Taemin’s family for not having Taemin to be an Omega or Beta, because Kibum would’ve already courted Taemin and everything, even if they were young. Kibum knew what he wanted, but he also knew he couldn’t have it. It was the weekend’s

Taemin didn’t come home that were the worst, because that would mean two full weeks of not seeing the younger boy, not smelling him, not being absolutely in love with him. And he wasn’t sure why he stayed over the weekend sometimes either? Maybe he had extra homework or something? Kibum had never really thought to even ask him.

It got worse as they got older too. Kibum was now 20 and Taemin was 18 and about to graduate and leave that school, and Kibum was both celebrating and mourning in his head. On one hand, this meant unlimited Taemin time whenever he wanted. But it also meant he was a lot more likely to spill the beans. That or his wolf, who, no offense to Taemin, was a lot stronger than Taemin’s would take over and force him into taking the younger, even if it would undoubtedly ruin them.

“You’re really sad you know that? Our best friend returns tomorrow from finishing schooling, and you’re sitting here pouting to yourself. What’s wrong Kibum?” Jinki said quietly, sitting next to the younger as he sat in the field next to their neighborhood.

“How did you know that you wanted Luna as your mate? And like, how did you tell her?” Kibum asked, not even sparing a glance at Jinki. The elder laughed, “Why, got someone on your mind?” He said, bumping shoulders with him. When Kibum just huffed him reply Jinki sighed and looked out at the field. “The first time I met her, the only thing that went through my mind was that she was beautiful, everything about her. Her mind, her personality, her body, and her smell. My dad once told me that the person meant to be your mate should have the strongest scent you’ve ever gotten from another person. Like now, I can smell you well enough, but Luna’s, well, I could smell her from the other side of a room full of people. And you get this feeling that you always want to be near them, even when you aren’t together. And when you tell them, you hope and hope and mull over the idea, but then you decide that if you don’t say anything to them, it’ll kill you. So you tell her, like straight up, what’s going on. No fears, no regrets, just hope, okay?” Jinki looked at Kibum with a small smile on his face.

Kibum looked at him, “But what would you do if you’re aren’t supposed to mate with a person like them? What if it’s against the laws we have set as a pack?”

Jinki frowned at him, “What do you mean Kibum? Are they a minor? If that’s the case, you just have to-”

“They are another Alpha.” Kibum said, interrupting him. Jinki looked at him now, not with a smile, but with shock written all over his face. “A-Another Alpha? Kibum I guess, you just have to tell them. If your wolf and you both think that this person is the one you need to make you complete, you have to tell them. They might feel the same way. Worst case scenario, they reject you, and you keep looking, or settle for one of the Beta’s because you know the chances of them having a proper mate are lower..” Jinki said standing. “Tell me how it goes, good luck.” the elder said before walking off.

Kibum waited a week for Taemin’s celebrations with family and friends to end before asking him to go on a walk with him. Taemin had agreed without a moment of hesitance.

Kibum had led the younger to the same field he’d talked with Jinki in. And he’d be lying if he said that his wolf wasn’t ready to jump Taemin when they met up that day. The younger looked amazing, and his smell was stronger than Kibum remembered.

“So, how has being back full time been treating you?” Kibum asked Taemin as they took a seat on the field next to some sunflowers.

“Good, everyone seems glad to have me back, and it’s been really nice to be able to hangout with you guys all the time. I do, however miss Jongin and some of the other guys from school.”

“Jongin?”

“Oh, he is this really nice Omega I met there, we clicked instantly and became like, best friends.” Taemin said smiling at the memories. His words made Kibum’s heart stop for a second and it felt like Taemin had reached inside his chest and squeezed his heart crudely.

“O-oh… so if he your, um, mate?”

“Oh gosh no, w-why would you think that? Beside, I’ve had someone else in mind for a long time, but I haven’t said anything to them ever.

“So they live here?” Kibum asked, and Taemin nodded, biting his bottom lip. This made Kibum’s eyes fall to the younger’s lips and his mouth ran dry

“Is it that Krystal girl? She’s a really nice Omega, she used to like you a lot when we were younger, so I’m sure if y-”

“Kibummie, stop.” Taemin said, rolling his eyes.

“I’m not into her, or Jongin, Kibum, This person is a lot more special than either of them.”

“You barely talk to any other Omegas, or even Betas, so what’re you on about Lee Taemin?” Kibum didn’t know if it was him getting mad over this, or his wolf who kept urging him to pounce on the younger.

“They…. aren’t… an Omega… or a Beta.”

“Really?”

“No, I’m just kidding…. Of course I’m serious!” Taemin said, rolling his eyes again.

After a few moments of silence, Kibum turned to Taemin, “Me too…” Kibum said softly.

“What?” Taemin asked, his eyebrows furrowing together.

“I also have someone in mind, but they are another Alpha.” Kibum said softly.

Taemin looked down.

After a few seconds they both piped up at the same time.

“It’s you.” Kibum said as he heard Taemin say. “I’m in love with you.”

Both boys froze and they looked at each other before laughing.

“You were trying to guess who I liked because you liked me?” Taemin said through tears.

“Yeah! I didn’t think you’d be into me because you’re an Alpha dummy.”

Taemin perked up as he said that, “Oh! By the way, I’m not an Alpha” he said, still with a smile.

Kibum frowned, “What do you mean? It was announced when you were in third grade like everyone else….”

Taemin shook his head. “My parents weren’t thrilled that their youngest son wasn’t an Alpha like his older brother, so they sent me to this school i heard about where they try to convert Omegas into Alphas. But it didn’t really work, but by law they can’t keep me past my 18th year graduation. So I’m back, and as much of an Omega as I’ve always secretly been.” He explained, eyes downcast towards the grass.

Kibum smiled, “Firstly, your parents are shit for doing that to you, and secondly, can I take you on a date?”

A/N I still feel knew to this omegaverse thing, but if you want more let me know! If you go to my masterlist I have more Taekey omegaverse (but a different AU)

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