#Did it again and also got caspian

[dizzybizz]

mostly jrwi riptide but also @bardace's oc forts is here

[occasional-yan-stuff]

Helloooooooo! I just read your Yandere! Otome Love Interest fic and I just want to make a request (if you do take requests hehe but it’s okay if you don't) of a what-if scenario.

What if the other Otome Love Interests reader has been with (the other four aside from Caspian) would unlock their memories too? From the first timeline where Isekai’d reader married Caspian to the most recent one?

Thank you! I love this fic of yours btw 💓💓💓

This is gonna be my very first part 2! I hope you like it!

Pt. 1 here

Yandere!Meta!Otome Love interest X GN!Isekai!reader X Yandere!Recently Awakened!Otome Love interest

details: reincarnation, love triangle, reader resents yandere, this one is pretty sad (idk why I'm writing so much sad stuff lately), reader is scared of yandere, yandere spoils reader,

warnings: Isolation, captivity, kidnapping, implied physical abuse, controlling partner, restriction of access to information, murder, implied blood, knives

It was two weeks into your third life with him. Your third time stuck in this house. It was almost starting to feel normal. The second time you reincarnated after finishing all the routes, you attempted to sneak out your window and continue as normal. Alas, he was right at the end of the ally way, and he caught up to you quick before dragging you back "home". The third time, when you woke up in your current life, you simply tried to avoid the plot all together and be a normal person in this world. This only lasted a few days before Caspian tracked you down and hauled you back to the mansion.

No matter what you did, he was inevitable. That was clear from all the escape attempts you had made in your first life in his home. Even though you had faced two deaths afterward, you could still faintly see some of the scars. Caspian valued promises and hated to see you break them. This reason did not feel like justification and you were sure that you'd never forgive him. You would also never try leaving again.

It was a morning just like any other morning and a breakfast just like any other breakfast. It was a spread so immaculate that you could almost forget that you were being forced to eat it.

"you look gorgeous, beloved," Caspian purred, admiring your body in the outfit he'd picked out for you. He always picked out your outfit. He picked out many things for you, what you ate, what you wore, where you slept, but there were plenty of other little freedoms you had as well. Nice things to distract yourself from the prison your life had become.

You could choose what hobbies you picked up and while he was initially dismissive, Caspian would always get you anything you wanted to support your hobbies. You knew him well enough to know that he would always come around and be just as invested in your hobbies as you were. That was a big part of his arc in the game after all.... The game. You missed how he was in the game. His yandere ending was fun and very hot but that was a bad end. You were stuck in a bad end.

Just like in your life in the real world, you turned to escapism. You had access to any book in Caspian's library, and if you saw a new one you wanted in the paper, he would buy you a copy of that too. Unfortunately though, recently, he had stopped giving you the paper to read. It was strange. This particular morning, you decided to ask about it.

"excuse me, dear," you shifted slightly as you called him that word. It wasn't something you enjoyed doing anymore but he got in a way when you weren't as affectionate with him as he was with you, "why haven't I been getting the paper recently?"

His purple eyes became sharp and his expression was cold. He swallowed a piece of steak before putting his knife down and speaking, "I don't need the outside world poisoning my beloved's mind."

You were about to say something in response but were interrupted by a knock at the door. This was strange. This hadn't happened in the past two loops. There were only ever 3 knocks at the door, and they always came much later. You began to rise to your feet, both out of curiosity and impulse, but Caspian placed a hand on your thigh, signalling you to stay put.

He got out of his seat and left the dining room. You worried what he would do if you left your own chair without permission, so all you could do was stay put and listen. The great door of the mansion creaked open and a familiar voice drifted into your ears.

"Where are they, Cass?" Leo's voice was full of anger, frustration, and perhaps just a bit of worry.

Leo was easily the most popular boy in the game. He had the most merch, the most events, the most voice lines, and he was the guy who the heroin ended up with in the anime adaptation. The first boy most players went for, yourself included, was usually Leo, and it wasn't hard to see why.

He was kind, and chivalrous, suave, and protective, the typical shojou prince. An unbeatable formula, really. Everyone wanted to be swept off their feet at least once in their life.

"Now now, is that any way of greeting your brother?" Caspian was attempting to diffuse the situation, but you could feel the tension in the air. It wasn't working.

"Where are they?" Leo said again, becoming even angrier.

"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about."

"It's been wrong for the past two loops," the words came out through gritted teeth, "they haven't been at the castle and neither have you. They were supposed to show up two weeks ago."

The air was still for a moment. It was as if the world had gone completely silent. Even the background music that constantly followed you had cut out.

"what?" The word was so quiet you could barely hear it

"You broke everything, Caspian!" Leo raised his voice, seemingly to compensate for how quiet the other was being, "including me!"

"brother, please, I-"

"do you ever notice how de don't talk like normal siblings?" a pair of footsteps could be heard, one stepping forward, the other moving back.

"We talk like how siblings talk in books, Cass, have you ever noticed that?" the question came with an agitated sharpness.

"I suppose I never put any thought into it," he chuckled nervously. You could now see the two of them through the door way of the dining room.

"On some level, I think I understand why you did it," Leo was now backing Caspian into the dining room, "I don't like remembering the person I love marrying my best friends either." His smile looked broken. A crackling chuckle exited his lips.

"But youuu got to develop those memories, Caspian, didn't you?" His eye was twitching. He now had his brother backed up against the dining room table. His hand reached for the steak knife and your eyes snapped shut. "HOW DO YOU THINK IT FEELS TO GET THEM ALL AT ONCE?!"

There was a blood curdling scream followed by panting and a few moments of silence. You felt a wet hand touch your cheek as the smell of metal hit your nose. You slowly, hesitantly, opened your eyes. There was Leo, smiling down at you.

"Come on, lets do this the right way."

[meathunt]

Sea bunny pt.2

Hope you enjoy! pt.1 PART TWO- THE BROTHER TW: parental neglect?, light kidnapping, manipulation, emotional abuse --------------*:・ﾟ ₍ᐢ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ᐢ₎*:・ﾟ--------------

Caspian knew from a young age that the best way to get what he wants is to be on people's good side. A calm and assertive voice, and a smile will get you far, those were some of the words his mother told him, and even if he was young, he remembers her teachings very clearly. Caspian was the student council president, like his father he was an attractive guy, with a warm and kind personality to most people, but a part of him the he usually didn't show was how stubborn and entitled he could be, learning from a young age that the best way to get what he wants is to entice the people around him to please him, learning his talking skills from his dad, plus some help from the genes from his mother, so he was capable to charm unsuspecting people. He showed an exterior of being kind, patient and compassionate, a caring sweet man that would do no harm. And don't get him wrong, he wouldn't in his day to day, however, he also had no qualms on doing whatever it takes to get what he wants.

He remembers the first time he met you, it was in the middle of his sophomore year when he saw you, just a meek little thing that looked very out of place, too shy to go up to someone to ask for information. Jumping a bit when he asked if you needed any help, so cute, just like a little spooked bunny.

He instantly had his interest picked as he guided you to the teacher’s office, at first he thought you were in elementary, but when he was told you were a freshman he was very surprised, after being given the normal start of school talk, he offered, insisted, to give you the school tour. You weren’t very talkative at the star, very silent and nervous to even look him in the eyes, but with a little charm he got you to open up, learning more stuff about you and your life. Even if you didn’t say it, he could tell you weren’t really happy, a constant shadow enveloping you, he tried to get your attention into other things, making small jokes and lighting up the mood when you didn’t want to talk anymore about your life. Thanks to his efforts he earned a small smile from you, he was blinded, he wanted to see more of those in your face, being happy suited you better.

You started to attend class normally, having problems with teachers once or twice the week for being late to the first class, he kept close tabs of you in school, the people you talked to, what you did in your free time, how your class were going, every single spec of info he could get in his hands. Thanks to that he noticed you tended to be a bit of a loner, spending time by yourself, and being mostly quiet, he could also see that you didn’t go to the cafeteria, most times eating just a fruit or some crackers for the day. He ended up approaching you again in your break, hanging out with you more, inviting you to hang out with him, sharing his lunch because he was given just too much and he wouldn’t be able to finish it all on his own. You two started to get closer, and you were most trusting with him, sticking to his side when you could, hanging out with his group and what not, he was elated to say the least. He started to walk you to the bus stop and wait with you, but one day he found you crying after class, and having reached a high level of trust between you two, you just told him everything going on between sobs as he held you close. Oh his little bunny, he was hugging you and rubbing circles on your back, responding when asked something, and talking to you in such a loving, caring manner, making you feel heard at last, giving you encouraging words, but on the inside he was fuming, absolutely furious and heartbroken for you. Not enough with having to live a tragedy of that magnitude, the people responsible for you chose to ignore your needs for so long, how he hated them. How dare they just leave you forgotten like furniture, he just had to do something! He decided to bring it up to his dad, if he presented his case well, he knew he could convince him that you just needed to get out of that situation, you needed true support, someone who would protect you, and someone who could accompany you, holding you close when you needed it. Once his father said yes, he started to look up more into you, masking his need to be the first one you went to and hogging your attention, with the concern of a friend, maybe older brother, convincing you that only he was there for you, that if you had any trouble you should go to him. Without you really realizing it he was the center of your social life, his friends always had eyes on you, even the teachers trusted him to deals with any issue or things that had to do with you. Most of the school started to treat you both like you were siblings. And the rumors only got stronger when his dad got you living with them.

When you started living with them he made sure to look ready to help you overcome your issues, but in reality he was terrible for your emotional progress, he feed into your insecurities, when you were scared of storms or the darkness he had no issue telling you to sleep next to him, when you got anxious about him or his dad leaving for any amount of time he made sure to reward that type of behavior. Making sure his little bunny always needed him, looked up to him.

He had always wanted a sibling, being jealous of some of his friends for the close relationship they had with theirs, and now he was finally going to get it.

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I had the chance to name this parte the son, and i would have been so tempted to put in the third part the spirit KJASKJF

[marveladdictjones]

Hi i love ur writing. Sorry this is long but could you do a Caspian x pevensie!reader whose susan’s twin and like he chose her over susan and like they meet in prince caspian and fall in love and he “proposes” but then she can’t come back to narnia.

BUT THEN… she goes back with E Lucy and Eustace(whose kinda her enemy in a funny way) for some reason and she’s with Caspian and it’s just them on the Dawn Treader and Lucy tells caspian how sad she’s been the year they were back.

Can it just be really angsty and fluffy at the same time🤭🤭

Sorry this is long i just love ur writing💋💋

Prove Her Wrong

pairing: Dawn Treader!King Caspian x Pevensie!fem!reader warnings: angst obviously, dw it's also fluffy, mentions of drowning (no one actually does, but it feels like it for a moment), amicable banter, pining, regretting decisions, use of y/n (I'm so sorry) summary: both you and caspian have been miserable a/n: aahh, I love this idea so much! Also, thank you for giving me an excuse to watch the movies again, really needed that. I did kind of twist the plot to make it fit better, but I hope you like it nonetheless. Sorry it took this long to write it, my schedule's been packed for the last couple of weeks, I hope the fic makes up for it. wc: 2.6k

It had all happened too fast to comprehend. One second, you're standing in your cousin's room looking at a painting. The next, you're engulfed in a massive ocean trying to keep your head above the surface.

Too busy looking for the younger children, you hadn't even noticed the change in the atmosphere. Everything had gotten a little brighter, the air more fresh, the sky more clear. But you were preoccupied trying to make it out alive as the currents tried to pull you below the surface.

"Lucy!? Edmund!?" You yell out with what little breath you had left. "Eustace!? Anyone, where are you!?"

Somewhere to your right (or left, seeing as you had no sense of direction anymore), you heard a faint voice you recognised as your younger sister calling out for you.

"Lucy!" You manage to get out as you try to swim towards her. As you come closer, you were able to make out the two boys as well.

"What happened, where are we?" Eustace calls out, arms flailing around him as he tries to keep his head above water.

You share a fleeting look with your younger brother and sister, and something in your gut tells you you know exactly where you are.

"We're back, aren't we?" Edmund asks, confirming your suspiscion. But before you can answer his question, a ship dooms up, and it was approaching you rapidly.

"Swim!" You shouted, trying to put a safe distance between you and the ship while also trying to keep the others closeby.

You heard a few loud plunges into the water, and when you turned around for a moment, you saw some of the crewmembers swimming towards you. A moment later, you felt a pair of strong hands wrap around your waist.

"It's alright, I've got you." An all too familiar voice reassures you. You turned around, only to be met with a slightly older version of the man you had been forced to leave behind the last time you had left Narnia.

"Caspian..." You say breathlessly as you look into his eyes.

"Y/n..." He responds, equally out of breathe and clearly both surprised and confused to see you here.

Together with the other crewmates, he helps you onto the ship, even Eustace who is screaming fire and demanding to back to England. Someone hands you a warm blanket, which you gladly accept and drape around your shoulders. You glance at Caspian, and for a moment your gazes lock, before he is pulled away by Edmund.

"Did you call for us?" He asks, to which Caspian shakes his head.

"No, I didn't. Not this time, at least," Caspian answers, glancing over to you once more as he does.

You're interrupted by a shrieking Eustace, who is swatting away a large mouse sitting on his chest.

"Get this filthy animal off of me!" He screeches as he scrambles backwards.

"Pretty sure that mouse is far cleaner than you are, Eustace," You say as you roll your eyes and shake your head. "It's good to see you again, Reepicheep."

"It is a delight to see you as well, Your Majesties," He responds, bowing down for a moment.

Caspian walks up to the stairs that lead to the quarterdeck and addresses the crew. "Men, behold our castaways: Edmund the Just, Lucy the Valient and Y/n the Righteous; High King and Queens of Narnia."

All the men on the ship went down on their knees and bowed deeply in respect of you. No matter how many times you had been called Queen, it always sent shivers down your spine.

Caspian led the three of you towards the King's quarters, which doubled as his study, leaving Eustace in the care of the crew, who had fainted when he had seen Tavros the minotaur. You had been given some dry clothes that fit you like a glove, although your shirt was a little big and had a vaguely familiar scent to it.

In the middle of the room, a huge map of Narnia was sprawled out across the table. You scanned over it, your finger absently tracing the coastal lines as you lightly smiled to yourself. You wouldn't admit it out loud, but you had missed being here when you were back in England.

With Peter and Susan off to America, you been left to stay at your aunt and uncle's house with your younger siblings. At first, you had thought it wildly unfair to be stuck in England whilst your older brother and twin-sister got to live with your parents across the Atlantic ocean.

Eventually, you had calmed down and accepted your fate. Most of the time, you could be found lightly fidgeting with the one possession you had been able to take back with you from your last adventure in Narnia; a simple silver ring you kept on a piece of string around your neck. It reminded you of a time where you didn't feel like the second option, a feeling that haunted you often when being compared to your twin.

"It has been three years since we won Narnia back from my uncle," Caspian explains as he points towards the map, "There is peace in the entire country now."

"And have you found yourself a Queen in those three years?" Lucy asks, making you look up from the map. She truly didn't mean any harm with the question, but Edmund lightly nudges her side and gives her a stern look.

"No," Caspian says with a light chuckle to alleviate the tension, "not one to compare with your sister..."

"Hang on," Edmund interrupts, "But if there's no wars to fight, and no one's in trouble... then why are we here?"

"That's a good question. I've been asking myself the same thing," Caspian answers. "Before I tried to take the throne back from my uncle, he went after my father's closest advisors, the seven Lords of Telmar. They fled to the Lone Islands, but no one has heard from them since."

"So you think something's happened to them?"

"Well, if it has, it's my duty to find out," Caspian says rather solemnly. He looks over at you, trying to get a read on you, but your eyes are glued to the map in front of you.

"What's east of the Lone Islands?" Lucy asks, pointing towards the map where it just says The Great Eastern Ocean.

"Unchartered waters," Drinian, the captain, answers. "Things you could barely imagine. Tales of sea serpents and worse..."

"Sea serpents?" Edmund asks, his face lighting up at the sound of something dangerous to battle against.

"Alright, Captain, that's enough of your tall tales," Caspian interrupts. "You are free to go wherever you want on this ship, it is as much yours as it is mine."

It's a silent cue for Edmund and Lucy to go with the captain and explore the ship, while you stay in the quarters, leaning against the table, your eyes still locked on the parchment. After the door shuts, Caspian speaks up once again.

"Can you at least look at me?" He asks, his voice much softer and hesitant now. "Please?"

You lightly sigh as you look up at him, your eyes instantly finding his. "I'm sorry I left," You say truthfully, even though you sound rather defeated.

"Don't apologise, I- I shouldn't have asked you to stay." This time, it's Caspian who lets his head fall and gaze upon the map. "I knew you couldn't, yet I asked you anyway. I am sorry, for putting you in that position, that was selfish."

"It's alright," You somewhat reassure him, "Aslan knows I would have been just as selfish had roles been reversed. But we can't change the past, and we mustn't let it stand in the way of our future." You take a deep breath as you take a step closer to him. "You deserve a bright future filled with happiness, Caspian. Don't let me stand in the way of that by holding onto something that can't be."

It's the right thing to say, the logical thing to say. You're from a different world, there's no way of knowing if you'll be able to stay in this one after the adventure is over. It guts you to the core to walk out of the King's quarters, it tears your heart apart, but you try to shake it off as you go out onto the main deck.

Luckily for you, you're able to take your mind off of it when you notice your cousin Eustace talking to a regular seagull.

"What on Earth are you doing talking to a bird?" You say, a somewhat smug tone laced in your voice. You're called the Righteous, not the Humble, and for good reason.

"I just assumed that-" Eustace begins, his face turning a light shade of pink.

"That just because a mouse can talk, so must a bird?" Maybe it's a coping mechanism for the shattered heart in your chest, but you let out a light chuckle. "Oh cousin, you have a lot to learn about how things work here. Good to know you can't claim to be the smartest person in every realm." You shake your head and hear a few crewmen chuckle along.

The sky gets darker as the evening falls, and the crew celebrates the your arrival with festive spirits. Sea shanties are sung, dancing goes hand in hand with a lot of laughter and a couple of bottles of liquor are brought out.

Despite the gloomy thoughts that have been haunting you for the day (and the days before that), you laugh and leap along with the crewmen. Even Eustace loosens up a little, although keeping it modest. The only one who seems unaffected by the joyious celebrations is the king, who sits on the staircase and watches the others, or rather, watches you.

At some point, he is joined by Lucy, who due to her young age can't participate in the drinking and adult activities. She sits down next to him and keeps quiet for a little while, before speaking up.

"What's bothering you, Caspian?" She asks softly. "Is it the Lords?"

"For the first time in a long time, it actually isn't, my friend," He says truthfully, letting out a sigh. "It feels like even when she is this close, she is still worlds away."

He didn't have to say your name in order for Lucy to understand. It's the same way you didn't need to mention his whenever she would find you staring mindlessly at the wall or out the window back in England. You would always have that same tragic look in your eyes while you fidgeted with the ring around your neck, no matter how hard you would try to mask it whenever Lucy got your attention.

"You know, she feels the same way right now," Lucy responds, feeling incredibly sorry for both your misery.

"She's evidently better at coping with it than I am." The words came out more bitter than intended, but Lucy couldn't really blame him.

"Out here, maybe. But back in England," She refrained from saying 'back at home', never having been able to call it home when she had missed Narnia too much. "Back in England, she was a mess. A beautiful, poised and collected mess, but crumbling down on the inside."

Caspian didn't speak up, but simply looked sorry and felt even more remorseful than he already had.

"She kept the ring, you know," Lucy continues, "Oh, she would never say it out loud, but it was obvious she regretted leaving Narnia, leaving you most of all. I'm pretty sure she would give anything to stay this time around, if you'd ask her again."

"She told me to let go of a future with her, said she didn't want to stand in the way of my happiness," Caspian argues solemnly, "Sounded a lot like she wanted to move on from all of this."

"That's what she thinks is the right thing to do, because it makes more sense," Lucy counters. "Prove to her that it isn't."

With that, she stands up from the stairs and walks out into the crowd. Turning around one last time, she says:

"Oh, and maybe do something about the beard, it might remind her of the man she fell in love with."

Caspian lightly rolls his eyes at her comment, but decides to take her up on it nonetheless when he retired to the barracks below deck. For the sake of privacy, he had given his quarters to you and Lucy to stay in while you were on the ship.

Later that night, when everyone was passed out in their beds, Caspian went onto the deck to get some fresh air, where he soon notices you, leaning on the railing while you looked up at the stars.

"Still having trouble sleeping?" He asks as he stands next to you.

"Insomnia doesn't go away so easily, it seems," You softly chuckle, having to do a double take when you notice he has shaved. "I was almost getting used to that beard, but I'm glad you shaved it off any way."

"What is it with the hostility against my facial hair?" Caspian comments as he raises an eyebrow at you. "I thought it made me look ruggedly handsome."

"Who'd you have to look ruggedly handsome for before we showed up today?" You ask in a mocking way, making you lightly snicker when Caspian takes on a defensive tone. "Oh, stop it, I was merely teasing."

"Teasing, are you now?" He asks, a mischievous glint sparking up in his eyes as he leans in just a little. "That's not very Queen-like behaviour, now is it?"

You lightly sigh, letting your head fall for a moment before you speak up. "Perhaps I've gotten a bit rusty," You note, "I haven't been a Queen for a while now, you know?"

"Oh, don't worry, it's like riding a horse," Caspian assures you, "It's not something you can unlearn, even if you don't practice anymore."

"Well, maybe it's a good thing. Might make the next time I leave more easy..."

"You're still planning on leaving after this adventure?" Caspian asks, his voice growing a little more quiet. "You can stay, you do know that, right? You did the first time, surely you can-"

"Caspian, please," You interrupt him, pushing away from the railing and taking a few steps back, "It's too difficult, you know that. I can't just leave my family behind, and I can't ask them to stay."

"You don't have to do that. I am certain there's a way for you to move freely between realms," Caspian suggests, "And if there isn't, we'll find a way. Somehow, things like this have a way of working out."

He takes a step towards you, reaching out but refraining from touching you just yet. "Besides," He continues, "Time goes by much slower there than it does here right? We can figure this out and they won't even notice you're not there."

He searches for your eyes as he takes another step towards you, a silent longing in his eyes as he does. "You don't have to come with an answer right now. Whether it's tomorrow, next week or at the very last second, I don't care as long as you're certain that whatever you choose is something you actually want, not what you think is right."

You close your eyes for a moment and take a deep breath. "Okay," You say after a while. Your eyes are still closed, but a small creeps up on your lips.

"Okay?" Caspian echoes, his eyes sparking up, even though he's not sure he heard you correctly.

"Yeah," You say, opening your eyes to look into his. "Okay, I'll stay. But I might change my mind if you don't come here and kiss me, because-"

Luckily, he cuts you off mid-sentence by pulling you in and effectively using his lips to shut you up. You can feel him smile against your lips, and you can't help but reciprocate the gesture while your hands run up into his hair.

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what is your destiny?

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Hi everyone, welcome to this weeks reading! I was called to do a destiny reading this week! Lmk if it resonates! Also I wanna credit the artist for these pictures that I used! They are Gawki here on tumblr and Instagram I just really loved the style of these unicorns. Anyways enjoy and thanks for stopping by!

Pile 1

"force my eyes into the pictures" (6 of swords; 4 of wands (rx); ace of pentacles; 7 of cups (rx); 8 of pentacles; The Hermit) Hi pile 1! I hope you guys are doing well! For you guys I see that you have a hard time either accepting your destiny or you don’t believe that destiny is at play. In terms of you believing that you make everything happen in your life. However I see that you’ve been trying to start new journeys for yourself and they haven’t exactly been panning out or been as lucrative as you thought they would be. That’s because your destiny in this lifetime is to learn flow and let things come to you. For example maybe you really wanted a promotion and you worked extra hard all of the time for it but someone else got the promotion you wanted without even trying because they were in a state of receiving. I’m not sure if this is making sense because the universe doesn’t not want you to work hard, it’s more like take a break and see what comes to you during that break. If you are constantly manifesting then there is no room to reap the benefits of your manifestations. I hope that makes sense, however in this reading I do feel underlying notes of you feeling like you're destined to be married to your work and be alone romantically, maybe even in terms of friends. This is another example of you not having space for other people because you put your work so far ahead of everything else including yourself. Are you a Capricorn? LOL. But I feel like you’ve lived many lives like this so in this life it’s time to put less value on monetary possessions and material things. Nurture your emotional self and you will be paid back more than you could ever imagine. Stop fighting against the grain and go with it. Work with the universe and yourself, not just the societal norms that you think you should be doing. I see you have a beautiful big house but it’s empty and you don't feel fulfilled because you don’t have anyone to enjoy it with you know? I believe in you though Pile 1! You can totally do it! Signs: youthful; cars; f1; soft grass; ponies; daisies; cameras; photography; 777; calabasas; office building; new york flat; city lights; bustling streets

Pile 2

"is it wrong of me to want this?" (queen of pentacles; ace of pentacles; 2 of swords; 10 of wands (rx); two of cups; 9 of wands (rx)) Hello pile 2!! Your energy is so fun and fresh. I’ve been cheesing the whole time I was channeling. Anyways about your destiny, did you just meet a romantic prospect recently? Or maybe you have a new coworker or friend in your circle?? I know you can feel the tension between the two of you. This is a heavily destined connection for you in this life, I feel like you and this have felt each other's energy for a long time but now you are in physical proximity to each other and you can just cut the tension with a knife. Now I don’t want you to feel any type of pressure to feel you have to be with this person in case you or them aren’t ready for anything but you guys are meant to cross paths now for a reason. There’s not much I can say on the way the relationship will play out and be in the future for you but I can say that this person will teach you how to let down your walls and trust again. Maybe you’ve been alone for a long time, or had a really bad break up that changed how you function sexually, or emotionally. This person is here to show you a softness that you’ve forgotten. I also feel like this person wants to worship the ground you walk on because they just can sense the divine energy you carry. I also feel the need to tell you that you do deserve a person who worships all that you do because you have done so much work in this life, whether for yourself or for others. You deserve to be the center of someone else’s universe just like how you make other people the center of yours. Also I do feel like this person watches you on social media and just adores everything that you do. I’m not getting creepy energy and this definitely feels reciprocal for both of you. This person wants to give you the world on a silver platter. They also want you to be able to feel safe enough to be vulnerable and they will go at your pace and match you where you are. They feel that you’ve been hurt before and just want to kiss it better. But also they wanna do so many 18+ things with you. Like genuinely they find you to be irresistible, but I feel like they just love everything you do pile 2! Signs: red energy; sexual tension; love; musical theater; red lipstick; opera; singers?; dark rooms; red wine; femme fatale; high heels; soft touches; stolen glances

Pile 3

"ooh i care i care i care" (2 of swords (rx); king of cups (rx); 7 of wands; 8 of wands; ace of swords (rx); Death (rx)) Hi Pile 3! So this one’s a bit of a harder message so please take a moment before you read and check on yourself if you are ready to receive this message. No hard feelings if you can’t! Always put your mental health first. Now I’ll hop into the message at hand. I see for you guys your destiny is to accept the changes in your life. However I see that for most of the changes in your life you have refused to accept them and then blamed the universe for hating you. You actively choose not to change and wonder why there is no growth in your life. I feel like you are tired of how monotonous your life is but you choose to not add any color to it. I can feel your want to go and change things but you are frozen in fear of change for whatever reason. Change overall is a very scary prospect, especially if you are most comfortable in patterns and are very direct in the way that you function. However I feel you guys being frustrated and feeling like everyone else is getting things that you wanted or that they are ahead of you in life, but instead of making an active change in your life you sit and throw yourself a pity party. Then instead of taking the blame and accepting the fact that you aren’t trying to reach your goals you blame the universe, and it’s just a very vicious cycle. I think there’s a small part of you that acknowledges it but not enough to work on the shadow. I think all in all your destiny is to face the change, want the change, and make the change. I feel you want to do all these things, it’s in your soul. Facing a rebirth of the self is always challenging and scary. If you feel like the change will make you lose yourself, maybe that’s exactly what you need? I also want to stress that if you’re not ready for something then it won’t happen, but if the universe decides you are it will be much harder of a rebirth than if you chose it for yourself. I feel that you have lots to think about in terms of how to rebirth yourself. I also feel like you overextend too much for people who don’t care about you in the same way. For this pile I feel like the destined path is to choose to grow out of a place you have been in too long. Such as a friend group, small town, relationship, or family. I believe in you pile 3, change is scary but you have so much time to truly bloom, let yourself have that. Signs: purple; snakes; ribbons; coquette fashion; ocean breeze; violin; pink; smiles; meadows; bunnies; ethereal vibes; angels; church; small town; trailers; dirt roads

[ramblings-of-lola]

June '25 Wrap Up

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I read so much this month!! I'm so happy about this and it's mainly due to getting into audiobooks (they make so many mundane tasks enjoyable). It feels so good to fly through books again and not view reading as a chore.

The Ship of the Dead (Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard #3) by Rick Riordan ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

I listened completely on audiobook and really enjoyed it. I loved the way Magnus defeated Loki, it was so heartwarming. The grief aspects with Magnus and Hearthstone's characters were well written. I liked that the Room 19 crew characters were involved more and I got to learn more about them, especially Mallory. I also thought the inclusion of religion with Samirah during Ramadan and her dynamic with Magnus as an atheist with interesting too.

2. The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (The Chronicles of Narnia #3) by C.S. Lewis ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

I nearly cried at the ending, it was so sad with the Pevensie's saying goodbye to Narnia and Reepicheep going to Aslan's country. I loved seeing Caspian develop as a king and leader over the course of the story. I liked the allegory thoughout but at some places I was thinking "this has to mean something but what?". I was probably overthinking it though. Every time I read a Narnia book, I'm always surprised how Aslan is written so well. I love his appearances in the story to guide the characters. I also listened to this on audiobook and the narrator did wonderful for Reepicheep and Eustace's voices. Reepicheep's high pitched voice and Eustance's snobbish tone made me laugh a lot. I loved Reepicheep's bravery and loyalty throughout too, it never wavered.

3. The Unlikely Escape of Uriah Heep by H.G. Wells ⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

This was a recommendation from @novelmonger for the Book Rec Exchange (if anyone else wants to participate in this, I'd love to exchange recommendations). I liked the literary analysis of various stories and fiction in general. Charley was very lovable and sweet as a character. I liked the various fictional characters and how they were portrayed in the book, like White Witch riding a motorcycle into battle. It did remind me of Inkheart because of the fictional characters that are brought into our world by a reader. I thought it was interesting the author chose to have Rob, Charley's brother as the narrator, not Charley himself. The ending was good, I loved how Rob saved Charley. Overall, it was a good book, but had a slow pace for me.

4. The Faithless Hawk (The Merciful Crow #2) by Margaret Owen ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

I loved this book, it was much better than the first one. The character's were so well done and I loved the friendship that developed between Jasimir and Fie. The plot twists shocked me a few times too and that's always an awesome feeling. The espionage parts of this were fun and the banter had me laughing out loud at many points.

5. The Hunger Games (The Hunger Games #1) by Suzanne Collins ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

I was on the edge of my seat and couldn't put the book down once I got into it. It did take me a little while to get used to the writing style. It was so suspenseful and disturbing with the Capitol and how this awful thing is like a reality show. I hope the characters and world are fleshed out more in the next book.

6. The Hidden Oracle (The Trials of Apollo #1) by Rick Riordan ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

I also listened to this as an audiobook. I loved Apollo's arc through this book, how he is humbled, loses his godly pride, and forms friendships. I loved his friendship with Meg. And Percy's cameos were good too. I'm not sure how I feel about the villain in this book, it was a twist I wasn't expecting. Nico and Will's banter was good too, it made me laugh a few times.

7. The Silver Chair (The Chronicles of Narnia #4) by C.S. Lewis ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

Yet another audiobook I listened to. The ending made me so emotional because of how Caspian and his son were finally reunited only to be separated again. I was also emotional when Eustace finally got to talk to Caspian again. I loved Puddleglum's character, his faith in Aslan while being pessimistic was interesting. I liked Jill's characterization and how Eustace still very much feels like the same character he was in the last book, while being slightly kinder. I liked exploring a different part of Narnia and the Underland too.

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chapter 5 | peter pevensie

"The Witness of the Trees"

a/n: hi loves! quick update on my nursing exam: i passed! so i am officially licensed as a registered nurse in the state of texas :) anyway, so excited to finish writing this story. all likes/reblogs are appreciated if you’re enjoying this x

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pairing: peter pevensie x f! telmarine princess!reader

word count: 1.4k

synopsis: Ella embarks on her journey back to the Telmarine castle, slowed by a surprise on her path.

Ella trudges alone through the forest toward the Telmarine castle, her thoughts a tangle of doubt, loyalty, and that strange, magnetic pull she still can’t name.

It devastates her to leave her brother's side. The midnight skies make her feel lonesome, and the illuminating stars remind her of Caspian–childhood memories filling her mind. The loneliness feels heavier with the fact that Caspian is unaware of her overwhelming senses.

Perhaps she’s been denying what truly lay within her–magical abilities – like her mother. She lacks full understanding of what exactly it might be. Still, she knows that the presence and support of her brother would help her navigate and fully understand what she is experiencing. With lack thereof, she feels alone.

Ella moves like part of the forest– hood up, steps practiced and silent. The lion pendant tucked beneath her cloak burns warm against her chest. She wishes her mother was still around, she was sure she could answer all her questions.

Why didn't Caspian experience the same magical pull or senses or tingling that she did? Was her mother aware of this when they were children? She wonders why her mother jumped at every opportunity she got at bedtime to recite to her and Caspian the tales of Old Narnia–they call him the High King. Peter. A boy turned legend. Their mother spoke of him like a star that fell into their world... but stars are meant to burn– not be followed. 

Ella tightens her cloak. Then, a soft sound. 

Crunching leaves. 

Light. 

Small. 

Not armored. 

Ella's eyes sharpen, and she moves. 

Just ahead, a child. 

No older than ten years old. Her small figure slips past trees with the curiosity of someone half in a dream–her breath quick, her eyes darting. Behind her, not far, a boy watches from a careful distance.

But they aren't alone. 

A Telmarine soldier, armed, creeps silently behind them. He draws a short blade.

Ella's breath catches. She doesn't hesitate, and instinct takes her. 

She moves, stepping out from the shrub, directly into the soldier's path. He spins, blade flashing, too fast.  

She tries to sidestep, but he’s quicker than she thought. His sword slices towards her side. She jerks back–

And the world shudders.

A burst of wind—no, not wind, something deeper, thicker—a pressure around her. The soldier’s body jolts, like he'd slammed into a wall. He's thrown backward with unnatural force, crashing into a tree with a thud that silences the forest.

His blade clatters away. He groans once—then goes still.

Ella stands frozen, her dagger is still in her grip, her heart thundering.

She hadn't even touched him.

For a breathless moment, all she hears is the blood pounding in her ears. The air around her feels charged—like lightning had just struck and was waiting to strike again. 

The child, oblivious, continues on. She scurries away, unknowingly spared.

Ella exhales in relief, also re-grounding herself. She moves to the soldier and presses the hilt of her dagger to his temple, just in case. He slumps fully unconscious.

"Stop right there." A male voice bounces off the trees. 

Ella turns sharply, blade back up. The boy from earlier, sword drawn, stands several feet away–tense, battle-ready.

His features are striking, yet noble—sharp cheekbones, a strong jawline, and piercing blue eyes that hold a mix of responsibility and pride. His gaze flickers between her and the motionless soldier, "You're fast for a Telmarine. That one of Miraz's tricks?" 

She doesn’t answer right away. Can’t. Her heart hasn’t settled yet—neither has the weight of what just happened. Her breath is uneven. And she's unsure if the boy witnessed it, or if he only caught the end.

"Wouldn't you like to know," Ella finally replies, voice low, guarded.

He stands tall and still, with moonlight catching in the tousled strands of his golden hair. There was something out of place about him: the strange clothes, the way he held himself like someone used to command, and the stormy sharpness in his eyes. His shoulders were broad, his stance unflinching, even as Ella held her blade out before him. 

Their standoff tightens. He studies her, and she studies him in return—trying to find the trick behind those eyes. But there’s no cruelty. No deception. Just… observation.

His posture says soldier. His presence says something else entirely.

He steps forward slightly, and her hood slips—just enough.

Their eyes lock.

"Didn't think I'd catch a scout today," he says.

"I’m not a spy. Not yours, at least.”

"You're not exactly dressed for diplomacy," he replies. 

She should smirk, say something clever. But she can still feel the echo of that power humming under her skin—and he’s standing there like he sees through her.

The boy steps closer, but she doesn't retreat. The silver glow of the moon catches her face as her hood slips—just a little. 

He pauses.

Her face is striking but worn with worry–dirt smudged along her cheek, eyes sharp with intelligence and something else, something unknown. There’s no cruelty in her. No smugness of a soldier or pride of a loyalist. 

She’s… real. And conflicted. 

Something in his expression shifts. A quiet flicker of confusion—or curiosity. Like she’s not what he expected.

Before either of them can move again– voices rise in the trees. Hooves. Clamor.

And before another word can leave the boy's mouth, Caspian bursts into the clearing, sword raised, followed by Narnians. 

"Get away from her!" He shouts. 

The unknown blonde spins to face him. Their swords instantly meet with a hard clang.

A duel begins—brief and fierce. 

Ella flinches, hidden behind a tree, watching tensely. Her fists clench, and her heart pounds for a couple moments.

She sees the blonde grab a rock and almost instinctively steps forward in Caspian's defense when–

"No, STOP!" 

Everyone freezes, all attention diverting to the child whom Ella spared earlier.

Her high-pitched demand prompts the golden-haired boy to stop and absorb the scene before him. Narnians– centaurs, dwarfs, minotaurs—step out from the forest. 

The blonde stares at his opponent for a moment, his eyes scrutinizing Ella's older brother. 

"Prince Caspian?" There’s disbelief laced in his voice– eyes squinting, brows knit together

"Yes," Caspian breathes out, eyes studying him just as well, "And who are you?" He glowers at him suspiciously, his tone hard and cold. 

Peter’s eyes linger on the shadow where Ella had been. There was something in the way she moved—an unspoken conflict, a quiet strength—that made him wonder if she was more than she appeared.

"Peter!" A female voice calls out from a distance. 

A girl—older, with piercing eyes and a bow strung across her back—bursts into the clearing. She’s followed closely by a younger boy, fair-skinned with dark hair and a cautious gaze, and then a surly dwarf in chainmail. They move instinctively to the blonde boy’s side.

They all take a look at one another.

Caspian lowers the sword slightly, glancing at the blade in his hand—one not his own. The metal gleams in the light, and on the flat of it, he sees an inscription, faint but unmistakable.

His brows draw together and voice lowers, breath catching. "High King Peter." 

Hidden in the shadows, Ella stills. High King. The words land like a blow– and something inside her drops. Her breath hitches. 

She had saved him? 

The star from her mother’s bedtime stories. The legend whispered through firelight. The boy-king whose very name once felt like magic.

She’d pictured someone older– grander. Not someone who stood there now with golden hair tousled by battle– someone near her age.

But it was him.

And she had thrown herself between him and death.

Unknowingly. Unintentionally.

Her eyes drift to the pendant at her neck. It suddenly feels impossibly heavy, hot against her chest like it, too, knows what she’s done.

Her gaze lifts once more. To him– Peter.

She watches the way he studies his surroundings—deep in thought, eyes flicking between Caspian and the others. She watches the way he holds himself, shoulders braced for command, even now.

And for the briefest moment, his head turns—just slightly—in her direction, brows furrowed, almost as if he feels her eyes.

Ella scoots further back in the shadows quickly, breath catching in her throat.

No one sees. Only the trees hold witness.

The air feels colder now. Or maybe it’s just her. Each step away feels louder than the last.

Her hands tremble as she scurries away from it all, her mind a storm of disbelief, fear… and something else she doesn’t dare to name.

Some part of her wants to look back. But she doesn’t.

Because this war is no longer distant.

It has a face.

A name.

And now– it has her.

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[polarity-disturbed]

I recently watched Pantheon.

Non-Spoiler Thoughts:

I know I talk about Doctor Who a lot on here, but I do consume other sci-fi content—and I need to scream into the digital void about this show real quick.

So here’s the thing: Pantheon is brilliant. It’s existential and brain-melty and emotionally devastating in all the best ways. The concept is fascinating, the themes around technology, identity, and humanity are genuinely compelling, and the execution is mostly excellent.

If you haven’t seen it, you absolutely should. It’s only two seasons—about eight episodes per season—and it dives into some incredibly interesting ideas about uploading human consciousness, artificial intelligence, and even Cloud Intelligence (the merging of two uploaded minds into a single, new sentient being). It’s smart, bold, and deeply philosophical without ever losing its emotional core.

And best of all? It’s the kind of sci-fi that doesn’t talk down to its audience. It doesn’t spell out every idea with blinking neon lights or assume you won’t keep up. It respects you. It lets you sit with ambiguity, chew on complicated ideas, and come to your own conclusions. It’s not trying to be the smartest person in the room—it’s trying to tell you a good, thoughtful story.

And this is exactly the kind of adult-oriented storytelling we don’t get nearly enough of in Western animation. It’s mature not because it’s edgy or full of gore (though it does get intense), but because it trusts its audience to handle big questions—about consciousness, grief, memory, and what it means to be human.

Also? Some of the fight scenes go ridiculously hard. I’m talking close to JJK or The Legend of Korra levels of clean, fluid choreography.

⚠️However! This is not the most lighthearted show on the planet. It’s mostly a serious drama with heavy themes (some of which draw parallels to current events, some intentional and some unintentional), so if you’re not in the mood for that, keep it in mind before diving in.

I know there’s a lot going on in the world right now, and if you’re not in the best mindset, there’s absolutely no shame in putting this in the “watch later” pile 🫶

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That said… the emotional resolution didn’t quite land for me. And I wanna talk about why.

There’s a specific emotional thread the finale really, really wants you to care about. And while I understand what they were going for—and I think it could have worked!—I don’t think the show did enough groundwork to earn the weight it was trying to carry.

If you’ve seen it, you probably know exactly what I mean.

Spoiler Thoughts (Major Finale Spoilers Below): (I'm serious, if you wanna watch the show don't read the bellow, but I also can't physically stop you)

The show goes from zero to 100 really fast after the first season. The tone, the stakes, the intensity—it all ramps up dramatically. If you’re not ready for that shift, it can be a bit jarring.

I couldn’t find anything officially confirming this, but to me, the first six episodes of season two feel like a complete, self-contained arc. Then the last two episodes? They feel like the creators originally planned for a full third season but had to cram what would have been a whole season’s worth of story into just those final two episodes.

That kind of squeeze usually results in a mess—but honestly? This might be the best example I’ve seen of pulling that off. Despite the rushed feeling, I still walked away feeling like I got a complete story, with satisfying (if not perfect) resolution.

My only real gripe with the show is that the emotional climax of the series hinges on you being fully invested in Maddie and Caspian’s relationship. Like, the kind of love that would make them reset everything—literally all of digital eternity—just to meet again for the first time.

And I’m sorry, but I just can't buy into it.

They knew each other for maybe a few chaotic weeks combined. They kissed on a bus. They slept together once. The chemistry was there, sure, but restart-the-simulation-to-meet-again soulmates?? It feels a little unearned.

And it’s especially hard to swallow when you consider Caspian’s arc. This man lived his entire life not knowing he was a clone. Then he finds out in the most horrifying way possible. Then he spends the rest of his existence trying to forge some kind of identity that isn’t just “Holstrom 2.0.”

You cannot convince me that this guy—with that trauma—would go through all of it again just to maybe spend a few weeks with Maddie.

That being said… I do get why Maddie would reset. Like, she was a literal god for thousands of years? Just existing in digital omnipotence with nothing but memory and grief? Yeah. I’d hit the reboot button too. She was lonely, and broken, and clinging to the last good thing she ever felt. That part makes sense to me.

What really feels off is Caspian’s buy-in. The emotional core of the story hinges on him believing that resetting reality to relive a few weeks with Maddie is worth it—and honestly, that just doesn’t quite land for me.

The show has this amazing thematic premise—“a love so strong you’d reboot reality to experience it again”—but they never quite earned the emotional weight of it.

[ivyblossom]

That thing where I feel like I'm going to have to write fanfiction again

This is a weird one. I just want to say it somewhere, so that I've said it somewhere, but I realize there's there's one person who actually cares about this and she already knows, so. This is just for me, I guess.

Fifteen years ago, I wrote most of a Narnia fic. It pairs of Edmund Pevensie and Bacchus, aka Dionysus, the ancient Greek god of grapes, wine and uninhibited ecstasy. Also theatre. I know, that's a bit weird. Is Bacchus even in the Narnia stories? (Yes, he is. He even has lines!) Why on earth am I pairing him up with Edmund, who is 10 when we first meet him?

It's all the weird memory tricks, I'm a sucker for those. The Pevensies forget about England because they stay so long in Narnia and stop thinking about England, and they can (and do) forget about Narnia if they stay in England too long and don't think about Narnia enough (poor Susan), and I find that really interesting. It offers up so many nooks and crannies to stick story in. They grow up and become adults in Narnia, but are required to forget most of it in order to return to build children in England.

And come on: is Bacchus not also very obviously the god of Narnian orgies? I mean, yes. Clearly. He's also Aslan's default caterer and water-into-wine head tech. If you need buildings destroyed and bullies turned into trees and/or pigs, Bacchus is your guy. He's not big on wearing clothes, and according to Edmund, he's incredibly beautiful and extremely dangerous. Edmund is only 10 when we first meet him, sure, but he grows up, reverse ages, and then starts to grow up again. Bacchus throws them a G-rated orgy in Prince Caspian. There's love there.

Hasn't Edmund suffered enough? Yes, he got addicted to the Turkish Delight that time, but he'd been struggling and was being bullied, he was carrying a lot of self-hatred and shame, give a kid a break. He did get himself heroically killed putting it right, only to be healed physically and psychologically by Santa Claus's magic healing cordial, as one does. Doesn't Edmund deserve a cute immortal boyfriend with quirky friends and a serious green thumb who grows his own grapes, makes his own wine, can manipulate and control the desires of everyone around him like conducting an orchestra, and who will love him until the end of time? There aren't many humans in Narnia, why not hook up with the god of uninhibited ecstasy? I mean, he's right there.

Anyway. It was fifteen years ago.

I wrote 3/4ths of it, I had one part left to go to finish it, I had an idea about what how it would end, but for some reason I never wrote the ending. I don't remember why. So it's been sitting there unfinished since 2009.

And in the last few weeks I started thinking about it again. I had an idea about that ending. I couldn't remember if this idea I was toying with was my original concluding idea or not, it's been that long, but I liked the idea, and I thought, you know, I should write that idea in as the last part and finally finish that thing.

And then I read what I'd written. And a) 15 years is a long time and I have so many criticisms, I was clearly in love with the sound of my own voice (uh...nothing's changed there I guess?), b) I wrote the thing in such a way to exclude my new idea, so apparently that wasn't my original plan, but c) yeah, I should have written this thing properly the first time around. And now I have 104 more ideas and I love them all, so.

I think I have to rewrite it. Or, I suppose, just write another one and replace it? I dunno. Just playing it out now.

I think I'm going to write it. Is this an active fandom? I don't think so. I don't care. This love story needs to be told. Edmund deserves this.

[wanderingmind867]

I've got very picky book taste. I'm picky in many ways. I'm a picky eater, I'm picky about the stuff i'll watch, i'm picky about the video games i'll play, etc. But I want to focus on my taste in books for right now. I have criteria for what i'll read. Let me go find my book collection, and list some of the time i've read over the years. So let's just list the stuff I see, explain it, and then see if we both don't learn about me:

Percy Jackson and everything else Rick Riordan did (I have all of PJO, all of HOO, all of TKC, All of Magnus Chase, and I read the first three books of the Trials of Apollo. I gave up that series after Jason died, both because COVID took me away from school (where I did my best reading), and also because Jason's death devastated me).

Harry Potter (I loved these books as a kid. Or well, I loved Dumbledore and the teachers. The last book was too full of death and no school stuff, so I didn't like it. But the teachers at Hogwarts? I loved them. Albus Dumbledore and Gandalf are still the reason I love Wizards so much. I read Harry Potter nearly five times in a row, because those first 5-6 books were amazing. Now that I know about JK Rowling being a horrible human being... it's hard to engage. But I still do hold love for some of the characters. I just haven't reread the books in a long time).

The Lord of the Rings (I haven't read these since I was really young. But in Grade 2, I read these books. And I read them again once or twice after that. But I never did understand Tolkien's mythos. It's too complicated. I never quite understood who Sauron was, or why he was evil. And the Silmarillion was too dry to read. But I did read The Hobbit, as that EA who died recently gave it to me when I was young. So again, I could never quite grasp them. But I loved Gandalf. I still really, really love him).

The Chronicles of Narnia (In elementary school, a teacher gifted these books to me. A worn out collection of them all. I managed to read the first four books (The Magician's Nephew, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, The Horse and his Boy and Prince Caspian). But I couldn't get past the Voyage of the Dawn Treader. Too many confusing ship terms. It lost me, and I never could get past it. So I only ever read those first four books. I ended up feeling content with that decision, though.

A Series of Unfortunate Events (I never did see the whole Netflix show, and I still never fully understood these books. I heard there were prequels, but I never read them. So these books were always very mysterious. The narrator always talks to the reader, randomly shoving in anecdotes about his tragic life. Confusing books. But they were also very fun. I remember there was a whole lot of great comedy in these books. A lot of depression and existensial stuff too, but I always preferred the comedy).

This is getting too long. Apparently I own too many books. So prepare for a part two. Maybe even a part three. I'll make those shortly. Then we can hopefully evaluate my reading taste, and figure out what I like and dislike.

[kemendin]

Alliance Commander's Quarters - Caspian Serapis

This is meant to be on Odessen, not Coruscant - high up in the Alliance base, with plenty of windows and a stunning view. Some notes below cut because I put a lot of thought and meaning into the decor:

Hallway/entrance. An actual door, unlike the room in the Odessen base xD Theron and Lana hanging out because they're Cas' right and left hands when it comes to running the Alliance, and good friends besides.

Main room, featuring Alliance and Task Force Nova banners, both important causes in Cas' life. There's also a central table for small meetings or meals with his inner circle, Jedi-themed because while Cas is no longer strictly part of the Order, part of him is always going to be a Jedi.

Cas' work table, where he can futz around with computer tech or Rakata artefacts. Corellian rugs, as a nod to Cas' home planet. Also a model of his ship, the Seeker.

Kira and T7, Cas' crew and family, and a casual little lounge area for relaxing chats over drinks. Also a computer workstation connected to the Odessen base systems and the holonet. Boy's an accomplished slicer, gotta keep those skills sharp.

Rakata corner with statue, console, and model of Belsavis, because Cas is a little too obsessed with all things Rakata. Also a secure holo-library for his research.

Bedroom entrance, featuring a little breakfast table with a view, where Cas and Scourge can have a meal in solitude.

Bedroom panorama, a lot to unpack in this one. Naturally, as Cas' life partner, Scourge is there. A Rakata plaque - all the Rakata, I swear - and a painting of the Meridian Complex, where Scourge and Cas reunited after so long apart. A lightsaber display whose meaning I haven't settled on yet xD And a model of Alderaan, where Cas took Scourge on a sensory pilgrimage after they got together, a very special place for both of them.

And another bedroom view. Prominent Corellian banners, as Cas is fiercely proud of his homeworld and heritage. Some more Jedi connections in the archive and datacron. The bed's an inside joke - Cas asked Scourge to pick out the colour of the sheets, now that Scourge can appreciate colour again, and Scourge went with - black. Of course he did. (That's ALL the colours though, that counts, right?)

[magixcaspian]

Hey! I'm Caspian

Welcome to my account. I'm Caspian, the host of the Manic System. I go by any pronouns other than she/her. Oh I also have AuDHD, OSDD, BPD and a few other things lol (all cis)

The TWs and CWs

Keep yourself safe as this account will portray some triggering topics. Don't report just block, I'm not doing anything. This account contains-

•Talk of very dark ships

•Proshipping and darkshipping

•Talk of radqueer topics

•talk about trauma

•rampant demon horniness

• Lots of dark kinks

Boundaries

♥️=DNI whatsoever

🧡=Thin ice

💛=Aslong as you don't comment about it on my posts

♥️Antis

♥️People who try to force their beliefs

♥️Those insufferable vivziepop haters. I don't particularly like her either, but if I get one comment like "erm, do you know she did *bdheheh*" I will commit a felony.

🧡Transabled people who have transitioned to any of the disorders I have. I don't mind Transabled people, and your still completely valid, it just would make me incredibly uncomfortable if say a transBPD person started talking to me. You can like posts, lurk and comment stuff but just please never DM me or talk to me about it. This might change in the future as I am getting used to the whole radqueer thing 💜

🧡Non-proshippers (can interact aslong as you don't judge)

🧡people who ignore alastors asexuality (just makes me rlly uncomfortable, it's clearly stated he's asexual)

🧡People who ignore a characters cannon sexuality or gender in general (obvs exception when it comes to gender swap AUs and stuff + trans HCs. This doesn't count for characters like for example hunter from TOH, who has no confirmed sexuality. Meanwhile Angeldust from Hazbin is confirmed gay.)

🧡One piece fans

💛DSMP fans

💛Demon slayer fans

Please interact!

•Proshippers

•Darkshippers

•Radqueers

•Hazbin hotel fans +

•Valangel shippers

•Staticmoth shippers

•Huskerdustshippers

•Voxvalvel shippers

•Stardust shippers my beloved

•Helluva boss fans +

•Stolitz shippers

•Fizzmodeus shippers

•TexBeeLoona shippers

•The Owl House fans +

•Lumity shippeds

•Raeda shippers

•The Coffin Of Andy And Leyley fans

•Kipo And The Age Of Wonderbeasts Fans

•Pokemon Fans

•EPIC the musical fans

•Hamilton the musical fans

•Heathers the musical fans

Things I will post

I'm mostly gonna post stuff related to the ships I like, particularly Valangel, Staticmoth, Huskerdust, mabye a bit of stardust and VoxValVel. Please note that again, this account will contain posts that will make people uncomfortable. Please keep yourself safe 💜

The Lair

The lair is my discord server that's a safespace for Radqueers, Proshippers and darkshippers. It's also got some NSFW chats. We have a verification system (just a questionnaire thing) to try and prevent antis from coming in, so it will be safe. So far we have had zero antis get into this server, any that have joined have left due to the verification system.

We have plural kit for systems, SFW and NSFW threads for you to post your ships (darkships or normal ships, we don't judge either way). You can post images, rant about them, post fanfics you made, all that stuff.

Hope if you join, that you'll have fun :333

(took me like 24 hours to write this shit 😭)

[imagineanime2022]

A New Trust

Caspian Keyes X Reader

Word Count: 1377

Requested: Anon @wilddheartt

Request: HELLO AS SOMEONE WHO JUST BINGED THE ENTIRE SEASON ONE OF PANTHEON (they don’t have season two in my country 😭😭) I NEED MORE PLSSSS I BEG OF YOU AND Can you do a Caspian Keyes Imagine/possibly smut if u do that type of thing…. maybe you find each other when cas is on the run, and the reader is also on the run from something but not logarithms and they just understand each other and have a moment of deep connection that could also make someone cry…??? (and perhaps of u write smut it could devolve into that)

Warning: Bad parents, dead parents, homelessness, aggressive strangers, fighting, season one spoliers

Caspian had left Maddie’s and was on his own yet again. Back to no one to trust and nowhere to go. Now being on a train alone he realised just how lonely it could be for the rest of his life. His eyes cast around the train carriage, there was a group in front of him but what caught his eyes was the figure at the back of the carriage keeping to themselves.

You could feel someone looking at you. You never usually acknowledge anyone who stares at you but, your eyes moved to the boy sitting on his own off the side and your eyes caught. He looked away almost immediately. Your eyes moved to the front of the carriage where the group seemed to be sitting with a dog. “You got a problem with the dog?” One of them asked, your eyes moved to the male and rolled your eyes. “Did I say I had a problem?” You asked. “Why you starin’ at ‘im.” He asked. “I wasn’t staring, not that it’s any of your business.” You looked away from them, hoping that would be the end of the conversation, you were in no mood to deal with people who recognised you. The guy made some kind of noise that you didn’t care to decipher for yourself as you leant your head back, your eyes shifted to the quiet boy in the corner one last time for closing.

You bumped into the quiet kid again after getting off the train. You had been walking through the streets keeping your head low and looking for somewhere to stay. He’d been cornered, seemed like the two surrounding him, you waited a moment to see what would happen but when they started getting physical you gave a sharp whistle drawing their attention to you. “Now you seem like a lot more fun than he does.” One of them teased as they looked at you. “Yeah you think?” You asked as you moved further into the alley and out of view. “Why don’t you find out?” One of them walked towards you reaching out to touch you, when his hand was inches you grabbed his wrist, pulling him forward, he stumbled forward and you kneed him in the stomach. “Are you going to help your friend up or..?” “What the hell!?” He asked, turning on you, you shrugged, stuffing your hands in your pockets. “People like you are the worst, you look strong and you only pick on people you can win against to convince yourself that you are stronger. Why don’t you show me how strong you are?” You gestured for him to come at you but he didn’t move. “No?” “W-who the hell are you?” He finally asked. “Don’t worry about that, just make sure that we never cross paths again.” You jutted your head to the side indicating that he could go “and take the trash with you.” Once they were gone you turned to leave “be careful around here.”

The next time that you saw him was at the commune, you had been there a couple of days longer than he had, Kyle had told you that you were welcome no matter your background and with no need to disclose it you were happy that there was somewhere to stay. You worked hard and kept to yourself. “I’m starting to think that you are following me.” The boy said as he sat at the table you occupied. “Following you? Paranoid much. For your information I was here before you were, would have noticed if you looked around.” You said continuing to eat. “So you're running from something?” “What?” He asked. “People make that comment for two reasons, and you aren’t flirting with me so you're suspicious.” You said as you finally looked at him. “So what if I am?” He asked. “Very defensive.” You looked out towards the street as you watched a few people walk past but none of them looked in. “You're the same.” His eyes widened. “The same?” You asked, attention drawn back to him as you finished eating your food. “On the run.” He answered. “So what if I am?” You gave a small smile as you stood from where you were sitting. “My name’s Caspian.” You could tell by the look on his face that he didn’t know why he had told you that. “(Y/N).” You introduced yourself before putting away your plate before disappearing back into the commune.

You were both paired in the kitchen, you had both been getting on a lot better then when you had started, some might have even said friends. “I guess you didn’t have to cook a lot at home?” You asked, watching his careful, slow movements. “I only started after my dad broke my mum’s arm.” He answered. “Your- What?” You asked. “Don’t worry my mum shot him after that.” Caspian shrugged as you stared at him in shock, you shook your head and walked over to him. “How about you just mix that and I’ll cut all of this?” You suggested and he nodded as you swapped sides. “Did you cook a lot at home?” He asked. “I cooked when there was food in the house.” You nodded. “My parents weren’t volatile like yours, it might have helped if they were.” “What do you mean?” Caspian asked. “My dad loved my mum so much, when she died he turned into someone else, got involved with the wrong people, eventually so deep in it that there was nothing that we could do about it, they showed up one night and he didn’t have the money that they wanted so they killed him and said that I would have to pay back the bill.” You explained. “But you still help people, even if it could get back to them, lead them to you?” Caspian asked. “While my dad was making a mess, I learned how to fight, how to hide and how to run. I knew his problems would become mine.” You explained “but seeing what they had done to my dad, how they prayed on my father while he was weak, I promised to never let anyone else get into that situation, even if they hated me afterwards.” Caspian gently wiped the tear that slipped down your cheek and you jumped lifting your sleeves to wipe your face. “Sorry.” “Why are you apologising?” Caspian asked. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”

After finishing in the kitchen you both headed back to your room where you talked for ages with Caspian even telling you the truth about himself, of course it took some convincing. You guys talked for so long that you both ended up falling asleep in your room. Caspian was woken up by your stuttered breaths and jerky movements, he frowned as he sat up, your lamp was still on and he could see that you were still sleeping, he assumed having a bad dream. “S-stop.” Your plea seemed to jumpstart him, he moved forward gently shaking you but you didn’t seem to respond instead you seemed to be getting more agitated. “Hey (Y/N) you have to wake up.” He said a little more urgently and shook you a little more forcefully, your eyes shooting up as you looked around. “It’s okay you're not there.” “I woke you up.” You said softly. “Don’t worry.” He said softly as he gently curled around your body, hoping that it made you feel safer “you don’t have to talk about it, just concentrate on your breathing.” “Mm.” You hummed. “I don’t understand why he never just picked me.” “People are stupid and selfish.” Caspian mumbled “how about I make a promise that I won’t leave you, that I choose you, wherever we go, we go together.” He promised “For what?” You asked. “It’s a promise, not a deal but if you need something then all I want is a smile on your face.” Caspian answered. “I’m going to think of something better.” You mumbled. “We don’t need anything better, get some sleep alright.” He ordered as you laced your fingers together and fell asleep again, neither of you aware that your little world would change with a visit from someone new.

Request Here!!

[pantaloons152]

my thoughts while watching the chronicles of narnia: prince caspian (movie)

-peter and caspian, stop looking at each other like that

-LITERALLY, STOP IT

-I CAN SEE YOU AND SUSAN TOO

-🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨

-‘i apologize my lord, the blame is mine’

‘i know’

wow miraz, you really are just kind of a dick

-save me reepicheep save me

-my sister doens’t like caspian :((

-reminder to draw fanart for this later

-YOU TWO STOP IT *whips out spray bottle*

-we love the character growth edmund

-TUMNUS SEEN ON WALL??

-fire >:)))))

-ooh hoo, stone table

-OMG WAIT, IS THAT ACTUALLY TUMNUS

-okay, so just, hear me out. peter is talking war plans and it just pans to caspian looking at him. just looking at him. save me reepicheep

-“we can collect nuts!”

“yes, and THROW THEM AT THE TELMARINES”

-yes lucy

-WOW PETER (sarcasm)

-BIG BIRD

-OH THOSE ARE GRIFFINS

-guys, have people turned this into a play like they did for the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe

-i want to be caspian

-(i should be doing my homework)

-i take it back, i want to be reepicheep

-the sass of these characters, i’m going insane

-but caspian’s outfit. . . i want it

-GASP BETRAYAL

-“some families might have considered this inappropriate behavior”

miraz, he is holding a sword to your throat

-this feels like the spider-man pointing at himself meme, but it’s just them on the verge of a chain reaction of killing three people

-minh says that this is ‘like king fu panda 2 all of over again’

-(on an unrelated note, i love shen so much, he’s so great) (you know, for being a peacock who also tried to wipe out the entire race of pandas)

-ruh roh

-love susan <3 <3

-peter, naaaaauuuurrrrrrrrr

-got so scared edmund’s torch wouldn’t work for a hot sec

-sometimes it’s just really nice to see an evil guy who’s obviously evil and has no moral qualms about his evilness; i don’t need him to have a tragic backstory, i just want to simply hate him

-“santa fe” (newsies) is so peter and caspian right now; just the vibes

-(“guys are fighing, bleeding falling, thanks to good ol’ captain jack peter”)

-(captain jack caspian just wants to close his eyes and go”)

-OH MAN THIS HITS SO MUCH HARDER THAN THE FIRST MOVIE

- :((((((((

-did not realize lucy was just, chilling at the stone table the whole time

-“i am not the one who abandoned narnia”

WHOA DUDE CHILL

-OKAY BOTH OF YOU CHILL

-edmund, we love you

-why do peter and caspian keep trying to sword fight each other

-you’re great trumpkin (that name aged well)

-this is really great, i’m enjoying myself

-sigggghhhhhhh

-they actually quoted that like pretty much from the book

-ooooh, chills

-caspian, shut up, shut up right now

-OH, THEY’RE ACTUALLY KINDA CLOSE TO SUMMONING HER

-IN THE BOOK THEY DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYHTING FOR IT YET, THEY JSUT SPECULATED AND THEN THE PEVENIES COME IN AND MURDER PEOPLE

-NO STOP IT

-YES PETER

-YES EVERYBODY ELSE

-okay, now the pevensies are going in and killing everyone

-bye nikabrik

-“get away from him”

how protective of you peter

-YES EDMUND

-it’s like he went about full circle; being so tempted by the witch in his moments of weakness in the first movie, and then ending her int he second

-susan and caspian 🤨🤨🤨 i see you two

-i like hair

-PETE?????

-nuh uh, peter is not a ‘pete’

-okay, and now we are back to the ‘caspian and peter staring into each other’s eyes’ game

-“tell me prince edmund—“

“king, actually. it’s king edmund.”

oh you tell him edmund

-miraz, stop being threatened by thirteen year olds

-ah yes, this truly shows the courage of the new king, because it really shows your courage by fighting the CHILDREN

-susan and caspian 🥰

-i want to spoil it so bad because i’ve already read the book, but i WON’T. i’m not THAT MUCH of an asshole, at least not right now (i mean for my siblings, you’re the one reading this, you should be expecting spoilers from my half formed thoughts)

-“how many more must die for the throne”

“just one”

okay, slay peter

-i don’t believe there was ever really a romance (or even something hinted as such) in the book between caspian and susan?? (sorry, trying not to be one of those people who constantly offer unwanted commentary on how the movie adaption was nothing like the book, and how that obviously makes it inferior) (TO BE CLEAR, I”M SYAING NOTHING OF THE SORT, JUST AN OBSERVATION)

-CASPIAN SAVING SUSAN, LOVE THAT FOR THEM

-my sister is changing her opinions on caspian so quickly

-i need my other sister and brother to genuinely shut the fuck up, so sorry the battle in our school production is so much shittier than this one 🙄

-“young :)”

“but. . . his majesty is doing extremely well for his age”

XD

-mmhm, just very platonically hold his hand like that, keep going caspian

-(am i going insane) (did i imagine that)

-the slow-mo is killing me (softly)

-wish they kept in the whole captain killing miraz because ‘that was for the insult you gave me this morning’ i still find that hilarious 😂

-WHOA, MAKING CASPIAN DO IT

-~intense staring~

-WHOA, he didn’t do it

-love that for us

-snaps for caspian y’all

-snap

-snap

-snap

-snap

-OH WAIT, HE DID IT, MIRAZ IS DEAD

-THAT’S THE ENDING I WANTED

-OH WAIT, NO, I TAKE IT BACK, STOP LYING

-OKAY NOW WE’RE AT WAR

-“respect for horses”

“no respect for horses. respect for unicorns though :)”

my sisters everyone

-i like that we get more caspian + pevensies bonding time in this

-love you reepicheep

-i forgot that they call the stone table ‘aslan’s how’ now

-oh man, oh snap

-nO SUSAN (i think she and edmund are my favorite pevensies)

-ah ha, aslan’s back

-khiem, my darling idiot brother, don’t pretend like you know anything about war (no i don’t either)

-if there IS an on stage production for this, i want there to be people dressed as trees to swoop in; like, actual tree costumes

-i think my other brother, minh, should shut the fuck up and let me enjoy my damned movie

-whoa, water dude

-soldiers: see giant water dude attacking them from the river, proceed to JUMP INTO SAID RIVER

-“there are so many parts that could be removed and it would still be good. like, the white witch scene is just weird :/”

MINH, THAT’S NOT THE FUCKING POINT

JUST BECAUSE IT DOESN’T IMMEDIATELY MOVE THE PLOT FORWARD DOESN’T MEAN IT’S COMPLETELY USELESS

THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT AND CONFLICT THAT WE SEE IN THE WHITE WITCH SCENE ISN’T JUST, FILLER

IN FACT, I THINK THE MOVIE IS LOW-KEY BETTER THAN THE BOOK BECAUSE WE HAVE ALL OF THOSE ‘USELESS WEIRD SCENES’

THEY ADD SO MUCH

I LIKE THEM

-omg, reepicheep

-(my scab is itchy)

-caspian looking for susan?? 🤨🤨

-susan is so pretty 😍

-i can just imagine how this could pan out on stage

-i’m so normal about this

-i never want them to leave narnia

-“after all, we’re not really needed here anymore” (peter)

“when will you return” (caspian)

“i’m afraid that’s just it. we’re not coming back” (susan)

the LOOKS that are being exchanged in these lines

-i hate that narnia has an age limit (i’d be too old >:( )

-THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SUSAN AND CASPIAN IS WILD

-HAH KISS

THAT WAS CUTE

-I’M SAD

-“it wouldn’t have worked out anyway”

“why not?”

“i’m like 1300 years older than you :_)”

--i don’t want susan to talk to that guy who didn’t take the hint in the beginning

-okay the end

-i might have more thoughts later on

-my fav is still reepicheep :)

[thefloatingwriter]

dayne’s pre-sotr headcanon post

these are all the hcs i never got around to mentioning (or that i was too scared of mentioning) about thg. there’s a lot, including my entire list of victors, sooo. i hope you like listening to me yap.

beetee:

beetee is one of the oldest victors still being trafficked, as a deal with snow to keep his family out of the reaping bowl.

beetee can’t drink alcohol. he physically can, but due to the trauma of having an abusive alcoholic mother, he vomits it all up every time he tries.

for the above: beetee’s mother was abusive before she became an alcoholic as well, the abuse only turned physical though after his dad died and she started to drink more.

beetee’s kill count was three before he went into the arena. it was twelve when he came out. he killed nine people in his games: both from D1, D2, and D4, and the boy from Seven, the boy from Eight, and the girl from Eleven.

he didn’t join the rebellion for about thirty-two years, even though it was offered to him when he survived his games. only when it began to benefit him and the protection of his family did he join.

wiress:

wiress’ best friend, venia ripley, was killed for her involvement in the rebellion. 

wiress used to be referred to as “the songbird” in the capitol due to her love of singing. for obvious reasons, it drove snow completely up the wall.

wiress is fluent in english, polish, and spanish.

she hates the nickname nuts.

she’s pansexual.

wiress isn’t crazy. she doesn’t have any sort of head injury. the trauma of winning her games and killing children to do it did scar her forever, as it does for most victors, but she is not brain damaged. she does hyperventilate, and she does sometimes think she’s back in her games, but it happens less as the years go by. going back into the games caused her to mentally relapse because she was back in an arena, forced into a position where she had to kill people again.

she’s still sometimes trafficked, just not nearly as often as beetee is.

beetee and wiress (together):

beetee and wiress get together during the games of the 55th, after marie won.

they get married in the winter of the 61st.

they have a daughter together, named vena. she’s named after beetee’s great grandmother (vera) and wiress’s late best friend (venia ripley). (i’m still figuring out the logistics of it so whether you will ever actually see this from me is still up in the air, because i think i could do more justice to in an AU, but never say never! keeping this here just in case)

vena was born in the spring of the 63rd. she was twelve during the 75th. (same case as the above)

both wiress and beetee were almost positive the 3QQ twist would be victor’s relatives, and were almost relived when they had to go back in instead.

they have a nine year age gap.

they used to argue far more about the rebellion than they do in later years, because of beetee’s refusal to join and wiress’ involvement in it.

they read each other their vows in each other native language (polish for wiress and spanish for beetee).

other stuff:

full list of victors (with names (mainly last names) that are subject to change):

(also yes i don’t have a 61st victor. idrk how that happened.)

1st. Argent Nelson - D1

2nd. Julius Wolfe - D2

3rd. Aaron Greenwood - D11

4th. Caspian McCarthy - D4

5th. Achilles Grant - D2

6th. Gemma Johnson - D1

7th. Manius Osmond - D2

8th. Bradley Cress - D9

9th. Adrian Reed - D4

10th. Lucy Gray Baird - D12

11th. Magdalene Flanagan - D4

12th. Juniper Heinz-Steinberg - D7

13th. Alistair Sanford - D1

14th. Amethyst Hessen - D1

15th. Harrison Sanford - D1

16th. Attican Hoffman - D3

17th. Lyrical Barnett - D11

18th. Woof Bainson - D8

19th. Antonius Hadley - D2

20th. Hudson Yeller - D4

21st. Aspen Robinson - D7

22nd. Anna Claire McCain - D5

23rd. Tera Allonson - D2

24th. Catalina Santiago - D10

25th. Sylvia Sanford - D1

26th. Ivy Harlow - D7

27th. James Lincoln - D6

28th. Bran Swanson - D9

29th. Cordelia Lovera - D4

30th. Seeder Harris - D11

31st. Corduroy Evans - D8

32nd. Bellona Shotwell - D2

33rd. Carolina Buick - D6

34th. Marina Hitch - D4

35th. Everley Peterson - D9

36th. Harbor Rivera - D4

37th. Selene Herrara-Moore - D2

38th. Porter Millicent Tripp - D5

39th. Paris Sanford - D1

40th. Beetee Latier - D3

41st. Stella Fairchild - D4

42nd. Colton Delgado - D10

43rd. Brutus Jensen - D2

44th. Venia Ripley - D2

45th. Chaff Miller - D11

46th. Emmelyn Gray - D2

47th. Zircon Lewis - D1

48th. Wiress Lisiecki- D3

49th. Wattson Amott - D5

50th. Haymitch Abernathy - D12

51st. Holden Barrera - D4

52nd. Blight Young - D7

53rd. Roman Medellin - D2

54th. Emerald Reeves - D1

55th. Marie Teller - D3

56th. Audra Caldera - D5

57th. Cecelia Solana-Everson - D8

58th. Cabella Vergara - D10

59th. Novelia Taylor - D6

60th. Demeter Akinci - D9

62nd. Enobaria Vasquez - D2

63rd. Gloss Debonair - D1

64th. Cashmere Debonair - D1

65th. Finnick Odair - D4

66th. Bentley Wilson - D6

67th. Augustus Braun - D1

68th. Haskell Nishimaru - D3

69th. Lace Howard - D8

70th. Annie Cresta - D4

71st. Johanna Mason - D7

72nd. Cassandra McPearson - D2

73rd. Cherry Wright - D11

74th. Katniss Everdeen - D12

74th. Peeta Mellark - D12

[milder-manners]

Pantheon s2 thoughts (spoilers galore)

I think Pantheon did the same thing as Arcane where s2 has a different heart and focus than s1.

Season 1 of Pantheon was a sci fi drama that explored the concept of Uploaded Intelligence and the ramifications of their existence on the world.

I really enjoyed how the show delved into how UIs would work, that they truly don't think or exist as human beings and instead are able to process hundreds of times faster than a physical person and exploit entire online networks. It's told that everything shown in the UI world is a visual metaphor for the code that operates behind it; the UIs don't actually verbally "talk" to each other, they have near instant communication, but it's shown like that for the audience's benefit (or other characters). Another example are the fight scenes, the UIs punching and kicking one another is a metaphor for them trying to boot each other from the server. David splitting his hands to type faster (a la Ghost in the Shell) is a visual aide for him but that's not him actually hacking. It's firmly shown that UIs are different from the likes of Tron, where there's a digital world that people can exist inside like it's real-life.

The only reason UIs have "physical" bodies and talk is because they're based off of human minds. They have code that replicates their sense of smell even though they don't have bodies because UIs are replications of physical neurons just via transistors instead. It's amazing stuff.

Season 2 seems to be less about the UIs and more about exploring the human characters instead. The show also takes on a more action-heavy stance; literally Maddie releases an army of drones to save Caspian.

I think my personal distaste of season 2 is mostly from this honestly, the exploration of UIs and how they work takes a backseat to more character drama. The UI fights being visual metaphors of hacking and exploits isn't really there, instead they're more physical beat downs where the UIs fight like they have real bodies. The main exception to this is Stephen Holstrom, but I think that's more to highlight his genius in comparison to the other UIs.

MIST being born (another Ghost in the Shell reference) isn't really explored either. She's the first sentient AI CI in the world but the show doesn't take care to explore what she is and how she works like they did with the UIs (in season 1). Instead, they mostly focus on her being Maddie's new sister, and what that makes Maddie feel. Again, character stuff.

This all leads to the sci-fi aspects of the show feeling more like set-pieces to the action in season 2.

Also, I personally didn't like that Maddie and Caspian were paired up.

Either the show made a 14 year old get with an 18 year old, or they aged up their main female character and her only so that they could pair her up with a boy. That's, weird to say the least.

Also Maddie got strangely good at hardware and jury-rigging stuff, which, wasn't really set up at all in season 1. In season 1 at most she was experienced in how computer software worked.

Chanda also got shanked in s2 as a character. He had so much potential.