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not-freyja · 3 months ago

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For the director's cut, I would love to hear more about Legend's thought process and motivations once he met Hyrule in Adjuration! 🥰

Thank you for an actual scene selection everyone else had me pulling out a random number generator. Fucks sake. Love you guys. Also sorry this took like… a month, writing is hard.

This is going to be long. And though it might be analysis for chapter two, it will contain spoilers for the whole story.

Key: [quoted text in brackets] my analysis out if brackets.

[Time to deal with the strange Hylian. The same strange Hylian who came out of a now-vanished portal that also spat out a monster.

Link did not get this far in life by being the trusting sort.] Okay this sets the tone. Legend is immediately suspicious. He knows something fucky just happened, and that this person is involved.

[“So…” he says to the figure now sitting up on the ground. “Who the hell are you?”

There’s a faint mumble from the Hylain shaped pile of dirt at his feet.

Link sighs. “You need to speak up a bit.”

“I’m…” the kid's voice is raspy, as if he hasn’t used it in a while. He coughs, trying again. It’s a bit better this time.] Crying in Rulie-loving sorrow. This boy has such a hard life. I wanted to make sure the readers understood that without rubbing it in. I also wanted to make it clear that Legend was noticing these things. [“I’m no one. Just a traveler.”] Nick name establishment. Also secret world-building. I have so many thoughts about the world-building of each of their eras. And I was holding myself back chomping at the bit not to pull a Tolkien and overshare.

[“Bullshit.”

The kid’s eyes go wide. “No, really!” There’s an almost raw edge of panic to his voice now, and Link almost feels bad. “I’m not anybody important, I’m just passing through. I’ll be on my way now, thank you for the help.] They have known each other for about two minutes and Legend is already aware of a few things. This kid is involved with some kind of Dark Magic, he’s on the run, and he does not want to reveal his identity. This is ringing some trauma bells for Leggy. He is seeing himself, and he is getting sympathetic.

[And before Link can so much as laugh at such a pathetic attempt at a lie (and it is a lie, he’s been on enough quests to be able to tell a nobody from a somebody) the traveler scrambles to his feet.] Little meta joke here. We the player, we the reader can tell an NPC from a main character. Legend, who thinks in meta terms, can too.

[The thing is, Link is retired. He’s put in the work, done his time. He’s spilled enough blood and lost enough of his life to goddesses and princesses and lost wayward souls that this is the point in the story where he wants to take the guy at his word.] So… Link. Not Legend. Link. He is so tired, and so done. Its been four lifetimes of misery and he is done, thank you. [Link wants to shrug, turn around, and continue on his way home. He wants to turn and run through the woods, back to his house and slide the bolt in the door and have Ravio tell anyone who comes calling that the hero] This is the only time that Legend thinks of “hero” in the general lowercase noun and not “Hero” as a proper noun. Why? Well because a hero would do such a thing as to hide from a quest. A Hero would not. [is not home because he is not going to be answering any more calls to greatness. There will not be one more quest.] oh buddy. *sobs* Rulie’s “got one more in me” later down the road as the direct foil to this thought. Rulie’s death is the catalyst for the rest of Legend’s character arc, like his entrance into Legend’s life is the catalyst for the plot.

[He’s retired, by the Three.] Yeah man keep telling yourself that.

[But right before he can do just what it is he wants, the stranger goes to leave first. And the poor thing takes one step, yelps like a kicked dog, and crumples back to the forest floor.

“Fuck.” Link can’t help the curse] The sympathy is now at a boiling point. Legend cannot help but care. Cannot help but try to help. [and he strides forward, towards the kid, away from home.] OKAY so the “away from home” bit is both directionally in the scene and narratively in the plot. [It’s only a few steps, but it’s the wrong way, and Link has done this enough times by now to know that it really is those first few steps that count.

Those are the ones that you can’t take back. The ones that all the rest come after.

Link takes them anyway.] I can’t even start with this part. The repeated theme of Legend “going the wrong way” of him doing the dangerothing anyway, despite his well-earned survival instincts. I… listen, Legend was suicidal. From day one. He knows he can’t undo this. He knows that another quest will probably get him killed. He does it anyway.

[“Hey, easy there,” he all but whispers, dropping to his knees next to the filthy kid. “I’m not going to hurt you, okay, Traveler?”

Big eyes stare up at him. They are full of fear and distrust, and a painful glint of hope. “Okay.”

“Okay.” Link sighs, takes another deep breath. “Is it your leg?”

That gets a weird combination of a nod and a shrug. “Ankle, actually.” The kid smiles at him. And it really is a nice smile, soft, and a bit shy. “I got my foot twisted under a tree root.”

He can’t help but wince because, yeah, been there. “Well that’s not too bad then.” Link grins. “A brace, a red potion, and a few days rest, and you’ll be good as new.”

The traveler nods, some of the stress seeming to bleed out of his shoulders. “That’s what I thought too. Thanks.” He pauses, gulps before continuing. “Thank you for handling the moblin for me. I… I’m not at my best right now.”] This whole section is about deepening the sympathy. He is looking at Rulie amd seeing his younger self (I have Rulie at 16 and Legend at 20) and he just wants to help. (Time: “Let me help.”)

[“No need to thank me.” Link’s smile, previously genuine, turns bitter. “That’s what heroes do.”

Just as he was starting to loosen up, the stranger tenses again, every muscle going taut as a bowstring.] So they have different reasons for the same action (getting tense). Legend is a ball of angst. Hyrule is afraid if being recognized.

[“You alright?”

“...What do you mean ‘hero?’”

And that tone of voice right there? Suspicious and untrusting? Waiting for the other shoe to drop? Link knows that tone of voice. He uses that tone of voice on the daily. He loves that tone of voice. But only when it’s coming from him. Out of another mouth, it just sounds sad.] Here Legend is an inch away from self awareness. So close. But more importantly, his recognition if the self in Rulie is getting even stronger. Every moment is another moment that they are more alike in Legend’s eyes.

[But hey, in for a green rupee, in for a gold.] LOL.

[“That would be me,” he says with his most winning smile. “Link, Hero of Legend, savior of Hyrule, chosen by the Goddess… you get the gist.”] Here I have Legend give the titles of three out of five Heroes that Link will be. Chosen, Legend, and Hyrule. This was foreshadowing no one noticed because why the fuck would you? What I did to this boy was unhinged no one saw that coming.

[And the kid just stares.

And stares.

And stares some more.] Me too buddy. Legend is so pretty.

[This is getting ridiculous. Link shakes his head. “Listen, I’m not really in the market for any missions, or quests, divine or otherwise. Firmly out of the whole kingdom-saving business. And the princess-saving gig as well. So why don’t you just tell me where you’re heading, and I’ll make sure you get to the nearest town in the right direction in one piece and we’ll call it even?”] Last attempt to avoid the situation, and he is still trying to help. What a dumb bitch.

[Those deep green eyes staring up at him suddenly roll back, and the boy goes limp.] Baby boy! Also the green here. Yes it is Rulie’s eye color. But it os also Ravio’s eye color, and every single detail Legend notices about this kid gets him more attached.

[“Well, shit.” Link grumbles, running a hand through his hair. What could have been an hour-long detour on his day is now a problem with a capital P. Because as much as he might want to, Link isn’t actually capable of abandoning some poor homeless-looking teenager in the middle of the woods. Especially not one who fainted at the sound of Link’s name.

That thought makes Link pause. Did he faint? A monster was chasing him, it could be blood loss. It could be more than just his ankle.] Standard worrying here. He feels responsible for this kid now.

[He reaches out tentatively with a small brush of magic and almost sighs in relief.] OKAY BIG MISTAKE. Rulie is the Triforce. Legend loves the Triforce. And the Triforce loves Legend. They magically harmonized here. Imprinted. Zinged. From this moment on they were both attached. [The issue is clear now. There’s an empty well where the kid’s natural magic should be, almost drained but nowhere near dangerously so. The fainting wasn’t about Link at all, it was the adrenaline fading off and the strain the poor kid’s body was under finally catching him.

The memory of that strange portal flares in his mind. That incident coupled with this guy being certifiably drained of magic after falling through makes Link realize a couple of things real quick.] Smart Leggy. Good Leggy.

[First, this kid probably made that portal. Second, he came through it as a last-ditch resort. He was running from something, or someone. Third, this poor Hylian has a lot of magic at his disposal (not only did he make a stable portal but he and a moblin went through it before it collapsed), magic that still pushes out in a wave, nauseatingly strong despite its low levels.] Bitch that’s the fucking Triforce.

[Link is almost afraid to learn how much the kid will have after he recharges.] Again, the Triforce.

Now to fast forward about three paragraphs, because while I like those paragraphs very much they can be entirely summarized as: Legend is so suicidal. How did none of you notice?

[One arm slides under bony knees, the other behind the prone Hylian’s back. Nayru’s tears, he won’t even need a power bracelet for this, he’s so thin.] So… I’m not crying, you’re crying. Their first moment together perfectly mirrors their last, and that is fine, that is so fine. Nothing is wrong here, I am okay.

[The Hero rises, an unconscious stranger held delicately in his arms.] Here we go. The pivot to Hero as a proper noun. The acceptance of the call. The attachment is personal and magical, and our journey begins with Legend carrying Rulie to safety, when he knows it will kill him. (And kind of hoping that it does.)

…this is a loop. The beginning is the end.

#freyja writes fic #this is an adjuration #ask game #director’s cut #freyja answers #hi gia!

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napoleondidthat · 2 months ago

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Director’s Cut: Duc d’Enghein

Okay….

Well way to go Caulaincourt. The men all exchanging glances is how all we all are watching this movie: All WTF is this for real??

Lol@Josephine randomly sitting in on a state meeting and their god awful dialogue. Oh my God! I’m screaming!

Josephine: You are letting your hate direct you.

Napoleon: One day you will regard this action as good policy and will kiss me with your mouth you said those words from. Go to bed.

You died just reading that, didn’t you?

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#napoleon bonaparte #napoleon #bonaparte #joaquin phoenix #Vanessa Kirby #duc d’Enghein #the dialogue is horrible #armand caulaincourt #what am I seeing #ridley Scott #Napoleon the movie #director’s cut #new scenes and clip #Youtube

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tianrenart · 2 months ago

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⭐️ What's something you HAVEN'T told us about yet? Literally anything you feel comfortable revealing. I'm nosy. 👀

This was hard since Tuesday is one of the fics I usually yap the most about. But there is one scene that actually has a lot of historical context that I don’t know if ppl picked up on, and that I brainstormed with a fellow writer buy to get perfect. It’s from the movie “No Way Out”

““Three.” The plush softness of Alastor’s bed enveloped him. Alastor’s face hovered above him, looking absolutely beautiful in black and white. He imagined if the demon had ever been on the silver screen instead of on the radio he would have been a heartthrob. He thought for a moment that he was being an idealist. Someone like Alastor would never have been given the role of romantic interest. No, not in the time Alastor was alive. Not in any movie Vox would have seen in the theaters on his side of town. And wasn’t that a shame. To be limited to playing only the parts society saw fit for you. And wasn’t it ironic that there was more freedom to be gained in hell than on earth.

It was tragic, because despite it all Alastor would make a wonderful heartthrob. The type of guy that delivered lines like Sidney Poitier.

“I’m not sure of myself in so many ways.”

Vox was tired, so tired. He had one day a month to be with Alastor. To pretend he was still a man. To be loved.

He did feel loved, as his vision started to tunnel. He felt loved as a hand touched his screen, and he saw Alastor’s mouth move, worry etched into his brows though not reflected in his smile. He felt loved as the radio demon pulled him close and darkness consumed him completely.”

So the line used “I’m so unsure of myself in so many ways” is said by Sidney Poitier in the film to the actress playing his wife. The film centers around a black doctor having to deal with a racist patient. This is highlighting that Vox understands that he and Alastor though having lived during similar times had two very different experiences in life, that explain why Vox’s acceptance towards change and the freedom hell brought is more open than Alastor who clings to old habits and trauma responses in an attempt to feel safe and in control. The line is also a parallel to the reaponse the wife gives in the movie. The doctors wife though suppotive and proud has limited contact with her husband due to his jov. She goes out of her way to make time to spend together but in the wnd it’s not enough and she just wants to feel like his wife. The wife is lamenting all this whdn ghe husband has already fallen asleep in hef arms so of coyhe doesn’t hear. But she’s still happy despite all the struggles, and limited time ahe has with her husband. Just like Vox is just hapy go have what Alastor is giving him.

#director’s cut #radiostatic #fanfic writing #writing thoughts

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sunfloo-wers · 2 months ago

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The rambles for W O R M painting!!!

This one’s a long one so get a snack and enjoy the show!

first order of businesses is all the other photos I have!!!!!

Other nature placements that I got:

Then! The individual worms plus the back of the guys in case anyone is curious about the inerworkings and mechanisms:

The little guy in better lightings aka the floor:

progress photos:

The sketch can be seen here if you want to look at it :D AND THATS ALL THE PHOTOS!!!!!

WIND WORBS:

I forgot his legs had skin tone and fucked it up when I went to add them so that’s why it had to be cut out and turned into a month long project! It wasn’t supposed to tale this longggggggg!!!!!

Anyways I love how he turned out and he got a little wind waker too! The embroidery on his knees is little waves and I really wanted to point it out cause they make me so happy :D

I ALSO LOVE HOW HIS HAIR TURNED OUT it looks so floofy :3 he was also supposed to have earrings but I forgot to paint them… you can probably still see them in the paper drawing tho

Okay, so The Wimdy Boy, yes? We love him and you can probably recognize him, but everyone else is also here! Just in case it’s not clear, which I think it should be, but I also just want to talk about them soooooo

Hyrule: the fully green one with speckled bits. He also has the stab scar from Dink in aol that was revealed in “Scars”(I think that’s what it was called? The page with scars tall) He was probably the easiest to make but was also the last one I did so maybe there’s correlation there?

Legend: PINK!!!! I did him so dirty with this one he’s pink with Christmas colored spots and looks so goofy :D I treated his as a kinda dark world form so he had to be pink cause pinky little guy :D The Christmas colors are from his tunic and under tunic! I probably should’ve done a bit of yellow for the embroidery but ah well. He’s also got one of my favorite shapes of all the wormies C:

Warriors: BLUE BOY SO LONG AND FLOWY HE LOOKS LIKE HIS SCORF he’s also got orange bits in reference to his scarf’s embroidery! I know he’s got a lot of green in his design but if I included all the green they’d all look kinda similar sooooooo blue boy :3

Four: RAINBOW LITTLE GUY they’ve also got the goofy face, looks like a muppet, the idiot (/aff) the blending of the colors there was so annoying >:( how could they do this to me :C

Sky: Okay, I really didn't want to do worms in the chain’s clothes but I feel I need a pass for sky! The big sailcloth is so important to his design!!!! And he’s still got the shirt color and red gem bits put into the design too. ANYWAYS CURLY GUY HE DOIN’ A FLIP!!!

Wild: similarly to Sky, he needed the cloak. Without it he would’ve looked way too similar to Wars and I needed a big difference. ALSO HE’S TINY LITTLE GUY LITTLE LITTLE GUY :3

Time: I struggled with his colors but ended up doing the armour colors plus the face scars I SHOULDVE MADE PNE OF THE EYES WHITE NOOOOOOOO I FORGOT :C

Twilight: BIG FLOOF OF FUR THEN THE GREEN/BROWN OF THE REST OF THE CLOTHES!!! I’m so sorry dude, your placement looked okay on the paper but in a 2.5D area he doesn’t look as floaty as the rest :(((

YOU THOUHT WE WERE DONE? NOPE!!!! IT’S PLOT TIME >:3

You can see this one of 3 ways! (All of them can be correct, but they do have different vibes soooo)

Worms, silly worms doing silly stuff :P

The chain has been magically turned into worms! Oh no! What will we do? Luckily Wind is still Hylian so hopefully he can turn them back! For now though let’s have some fun, with the rest of the chain super light, they can play in the Wind Waker breeze :D

THE EVIL WHUMP OPTION >:3

So Wind is looking kinda magical with his white eyes, pose, and he’s got the Wind Waker out so magic is happening no? And yes, it could totally be a breeze summoning song, but you know what else the boy can do? Something questionably okay on mindless monsters and the good of the people and with consent, but if it were to be maybe used on people without their knowledge… that that wouldn’t be good right? :3

YES THE COMAND MELODY! Wind is evil and turned the whole chain into worms on strings because… uhhhh I don’t know why… emotional turmoil, grew-up-too-fast trauma, just wants to finally have a break and play, and you know what he can play with? BAM WORMS ON STRINGS >:3

Even after all the time this took me I am so unbelievably happy with it, I love it so much and might change my pfp to something from it someday AIGUDGIDLHSOYCPJFPUG LITTLE GUYS :DDDDDDDD

Anyways, this has been all I’ve spent my weekends and free time on this past month, so I hope you enjoyed it and the rants! If you’re curious about any portions in particular then absolutely shoot me an ask I’d love to talk more about it!!! :D

#Lamp can draw #Director’s cut #Kinda #I just talked about the little guys and showed alternate pictures :D #lu wind #lu time #lu four #lu chain #lu hyrule #lu legend #lu sky #lu warriors #lu twilight #lu wild #worm on a string #that’s a tag apparently

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evyripley · 8 months ago

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I checked off all of these in all seriousness. I think all of this is valid for this video.

#alien 1979 #ridley scott #director’s cut #sigourney weaver #tom skerritt #harry dean stanton #youtube ratings

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defstan480 · 2 years ago

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Resident Evil: Director’s Cut (PS1 / Capcom / 1997)

Director’s Cut was my first exposure to RE and remains my favorite way to play the original. While not completely definitive, the soundtrack, difficulty options, and lock-on aiming make this an excellent package.

#resident evil #ps1 #director’s cut

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judeiscariot · 1 year ago

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welcome to our twisted director’s cut

#jude.txt #director’s cut

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leclercsbf · 1 year ago

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I need the director's cut for the hours i lost because this was so beautifully heartbreaking i'm not over it yet 🥺🥺🥺

ant, hello! ♥️ really sorry for breaking your heart and charles’. i’ll write a happier fic next time (or at least i hope i will), but for now you can find the outline and some commentary for the hours i lost under the cut! this is pretty long, so consider yourself warned.

↳ fanfic writers: director’s cut !

i wrote this on the exact same day that the idea came to me, which is pretty rare considering the fact that i have more than a thousand ideas in my phone’s notes prompt graveyard. like most fic ideas, this stemmed from a Shower Thought, and this was the general premise i typed out as soon as i stepped out of the bathroom:

charlos future fic where they’re both old and retired and charles has won multiple wdcs like he’s been dreaming he would for so long but now he wonders what life would have been like if had just allowed himself to love carlos like he wanted to, if he had allowed carlos to love him like carlos wanted to. he wonders if having his name permanently etched into the history of the sport is worth not being with the one person who matters most. he wonders if it’s worth watching carlos walk down the altar, if it’s worth watching carlos build a home with someone who isn’t him. it had felt worth it at the time. now he’s not so sure. it’s too late, though. no point thinking about things he can’t change. when he wakes up, the world will still be turning. life goes on.

from there, i hashed out a few bullet points using the things i wanted to include in the fic. my outlines are typically more elaborate, but i knew this piece wouldn’t be very long so i didn’t put too much weight in planning. if you look through some of the sentences below (and in the general premise above), you’ll notice that some of them remained unchanged and were added to the fic as is. some details were altered just so i could get my ideas and words to flow better.

fic is structured in a way that shows snapshots of his life

maybe charles lives in monaco or ibiza (if it’s ibiza maybe it’s because it’s carlos’ home but it’s not, and maybe this is the closest charles could be, the closest he could allow himself to be)

maybe charles gets called into maranello for some event or other, maybe he bumps into carlos there

show him spending some time with family, arthur is in f1 so every free day counts

during his last summer break in formula one, charles meets a redhead who doesn’t recognize him, who doesn’t remind him of anyone he knows. for a night, charles lets himself forget.

carlos had retired before charles did, and by the time a year had passed he was already married and expecting his first child. carlos confesses that he had needed something to anchor him outside of racing, because if he didn’t have anything to hold onto he would have gone back to the sport (“he would have gone back to charles remains unspoken”, but they both know the words are sitting in the back of carlos’ throat)

charles had only let himself give in once, in singapore. they had been drunk—charles on whatever he’d found at the hotel bar, carlos on champagne and club liquor and the high of a race win—and in the dim light carlos had called him cariño, tesoro, mi cielo. in the dim light, charles stops himself from saying i love you, but he thinks his eyes might have given him away. in the morning, they don’t talk about it. [i wrote more in this bullet point, but it remained relatively unchanged in the fic save for a few words.]

carlos visits charles and they get to talking. “i think about us sometimes.” “i do, too. we’ve had a good run, no?” charles watches him leave. he would never dream of tearing down the life carlos had built for himself.

charles thinks about arthur, and he thinks about ollie, and he thinks about bravery. he thinks about all the ways he and arthur are similar, about all the ways that they’re not.

these notes already fairly long for such a short fic, but because i’m usually incapable of writing without having a shit ton of planning beforehand, i also made a timeline of years and the important events that occurred in each one.

2024: max wdc 2025: CL1 (charles’ first title) 2026: CL2 2027: CS1 (carlos’ first title) 2028: CS2 2029: CL3 2030: CL4 2031: CS3, carlos retires after the season 2032: CL5, carlos is married with a kid on the way 2033: CL6 2034: CL7 2035: CL8, charles retires after the season

it’s extremely optimistic of me to create a timeline where charles was able to beat schumi’s record, but i figured that losing carlos is painful enough that charles at least deserves to set a bunch of new records in exchange for his loneliness. but yeah, this timeline made it easier to work around the non-linear narration since it allowed me to create reference points for myself. i always write fics from start to finish regardless of the actual order of events, so having a roadmap of sorts basically greased the gears. but yeah, that’s pretty much it in terms of my writing process for this fic! i’m not entirely sure if my long and winding notes are of any interest, but if they are, i hope this was an interesting read. again, thanks so much for this ask! ♥️ babbling about notes is pretty fun.

#inbox #🎱#director’s cut

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poorly-drawn-bsd · 3 months ago

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OOC: chapter 118 is not real here. It can’t hurt you

#the yokohama chronicles #director’s cut #bsd manga spoilers #bsd 118

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bunny584 · 5 months ago

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I'm gonna guess Geto. I'm not sure of timeline, but if that time in the boutique was completed, then its more likely that he's the dad since its too short of a time from when geto was doing his thing. But also?? There was that line of geto thinking he wanted to put a baby in her, so that may have been your foreshadowing and I am always gonna follow the foreshadowing!

Baby daddy is below the cut 🤭

Satoru knew. His body did. Thats why he had SUCH a physical reaction to everything going on (loss of appetite, couldn’t stop crying, full body betrayal once he found out Suguru knew).

It was a girl. With stark white hair and icy blues like her papa. Every other feature looks like our girl.

#bunnyblabs #h&h #director’s cut

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youcalledmebabe · 4 months ago

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⭐ for any (although always down to hear more about babe's anatomy™)!

literally saved this for when it was published. thank you for the ask bee!!

Tears prick at Babe’s eyes, like they were waiting for Gene’s permission. “Will it ever get better?”

“Grief is terminal, Babe. You’re gonna live with it forever.”

Babe lets his face fall into his hands, trying to stifle the sobs. Gene puts a hand on his back, cold fingers just barely skimming the collar of his shirt. “But it gets easier to live. Eventually the memories don’t feel like shards. They get bittersweet. And then just warm. I love when I remember my brother.”

Babe wants to curl up in Gene’s lap, cry out all the tears in his body, exorcise the grief. He does not want to hear that one day Julian’s memory won’t hurt. Shouldn’t it always? Isn’t that his penance for being the one who made it? He lifts his head from his hands.

“What was your brother’s name?” he asks. For some reason, it feels like a grasp at life.

Gene pulls out his wallet and shows him a school picture of a kid who looks a lot like him, but without his eyes. His brother has—had—mischievous hazel ones. “Francis. He was a real good kid,” he says, smiling down at the picture.

Babe watches Gene look at the picture, the warmth in his eyes. He doesn’t see any pain. Maybe he’ll be able to show someone a picture of Julian and him like this one day. A bit of hope, as small as the snowflake still clinging to Eugene’s hair, refusing to melt.

so! this was one of the earliest sequences I wrote for babe’s anatomy. julian was always going to die (as he so often does…) and I knew that grief was going to be something that really brought baberoe together. gene is of course an empathetic/kind person but I thought that the bond would be more special, that it would feel more vital for Gene to take care of Babe if he’d experienced his own loss. and so I decided to give him a brother, whose name is, of course, a nod to the prayer of Saint Francis that Gene recites in Bastogne (it is also the name of my beloved cat but that’s neither here nor there).

Gene’s remark about grief being terminal felt very important, not only because it works on a medical level, but because it’s very true to how grief works. loss is something that stays with you forever and I wanted Gene to break that news to Babe. that yes, it’ll always be there, but eventually it turns into something less painful. and babe recognizes that asking about francis is a grasp at life and hope (quintessential baberoe themes in general and in this).

the last line is one of my favorites in the fic! winter is so often associated with death generally, and in band of brothers the winter scenes are very grim and a terrible time for easy company. so I wanted to make the snow have a little bit of positive symbolism for babe and it serves to wink at the origins of their relationship in the original show. snow might mean death as a trope but here it’s a new beginning for babe, a reminder to keep living rather than just existing. aka the theme of the fic

#director’s cut #truly my favorite asks to answer #guys I am ALWAYS open for directors cut seriously. ask away #babe’s anatomy

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