#Hesy-re

[egypt-museum]

Panel of Hesy-Re, Overseer of the Royal Scribes

The relief is almost completely preserved, although it has some damage in the lower and upper parts. Hesy-Re is depicted standing. He wears a short wig with ringlets. Scribal utensils hang over his right shoulder, which consist of an inkpot with two openings for red and black paint, a bag and a long rod, which would hold writing brushes. Both arms hang at his sides and Hesy-Re seems not to hold anything in his hands, although the right hand is largely destroyed.

In front of Hesy-Re is a short offering list, which includes beef, poultry, drinks (e.g. wine) and incense. In the upper part of the panel are Hesy-Re's titles: Great One of the Ten of Upper Egypt, Heka Priest of Mehyt, Father of Min, He who sees Min, Overseer of the Royal Scribes, and Overseer of the Craftsmen of the King. His most notable title was Wer-ibeḥsenjw, meaning either "Great one of the ivory cutters" or "Great one of the dentists", which makes him the earliest named dentist.

Old Kingdom, 3rd Dynasty, ca. 2686-2613 BC. Mastaba of Hesy-Re, Saqqara necropolis. Now in the Egyptian Museum, Cairo. CG 1428

[thepastisalreadywritten]

Incredible dental work found on a 4,000 year old mummy. Early origins of dentistry.

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Hesy-Ra: The Earliest Named African Dentist in Ancient Egypt

Hesy-Ra (also read Hesy-Re and Hesire holds the distinction of being the earliest named dentist in ancient Egypt, a remarkable figure whose legacy has endured for over 4,600 years. Living during the Third Dynasty of Egypt, Hesy-Ra served as a high-ranking official, filling the prestigious roles of scribe, dentist, and physician to the pharaoh Djoser. His multifaceted expertise and esteemed…

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A/N: The beginning of the 'Winter Soldier and His Angel' Universe! Be warned with this one that a fair few posts of this (like this one) will be re-writes of scenes in the movies with Alpine inserted into them. Also, at some point I will be doing re-writes of the previous movies with Alpine, so the first Avengers movie, scenes from before this one that don't involved Bucky just for a bit of world and character building.

In any case, I hope you enjoy!

warnings: Canon level violence, Alpine has basically no self-preservation instincts, scene re-writes, terrible puns and nicknames, the physics isn't physic-ing but we ignore that, Bucky hurting Alpine, Bucky as the Winter Soldier

The Winter Soldier and his Angel | Masterlist

Angel meets the Winter Soldier

"why am I in the middle? why couldn't we put Sitwell there. Hell I'd even take a ride in the boot over this."

Alpine Doe was not happy about her circumstances

sure finding out that she was on a mass hitlist that would be taken out simultaneously in less than 8 hours along with some of the biggest heroes in the world and millions of innocent people wasn't the best news

but that she could deal with

being stuck in a tiny four seater car when there were 5 of them wasn't fun and wasn't something she could wriggle out off, especially with Sitwell and Nat leaning forward to talk to Steve

"Alpine, seriously there are bigger things more important than your comfort in a 15 minute car drive."

she can't help but roll her eyes and wriggle to get comfortable, elbowing Sitwell in the process and grinning at his grunt

she couldn't even get to her phone

the cruelty

so she does the next best thing, looking at the man next to her she nudges him

"How'd you like your flight?"

"Shut it, Doe."

"Aw, are you still mad that Nat kicked you off a building? It it not sitting well with you?"

a groan from beside her at the pun makes her turn to the red head

"Nat it was right there!"

"Alpine, just because it's there doesn't mean you have to do it."

Steve is shaking his head, Sam is confused at her lack of care and Nat is trying to educate the girl in appropriate times for jokes

which she does not take to

"And you, Wings! Coming in like a badass to rescue the princess over here, you sure you didn't pull a muscle grabbing him?"

"Seriously, you're on a hit list and you're making jokes?"

"Hell yeah, no point in crying when I could be making someone elses,"

she points to Sitwell

"last moments truly unbearable."

"You're hanging around Stark too much."

she's about to give them all a snarky comment when she hears a thud on top of their car and Sitwell is dragged through the window and into the oncoming traffic of the other side

"HOLY SHIT THAT WAS NOT ME!"

Nat kicks her to the space Sitwell used to be, she glances at the hole in the car's roof above where she used to be

she watches as Nat saves herself, Steve and Sam from the same instance

she's left in the backseat and is thrust forward into Sam's seat at the sudden break from Steve

she's barely glanced at the front, too occupied by the truck speeding up to them behind a car that just barely managed to get away

"Guys-"

she's just brought her gun out of it's holster, aimed it to the truck when it collides with their car, her hand and gun being smothered in broken glass, her forearm caught between some of the crushed metal that used to be their boot

well at least she wasn't in there

Nat's searching for her dropped weapon and Steve turns to Alpine, reaching over as best he could and grabbing her arm

he's helping her pull her arm free when the Winter Soldier jumps on top of their car once more

once free, her dominant hand now a bloodied mess and the stinging pain of glass in her wounds keeping her adrenaline up, she takes aim with her other hand and starts shooting at the truck

it's times like this where she despises the existence of bullet proof glass

she hears Sam curse and more glass shatter before Steve is once again turning to her

"UPFRONT NOW!"

she doesn't hesitate, climbing up and into Sam's lap, mirroring Nat who blindly shoots at the roof of their barely there vehicle

she's spares a glance to the road, seeing what the sitation upfront was for the first time since they were attacked when

"WHERE'S THE STEERING WHEEL!?"

Sam only shouts in response , an arm wrapping around her when the truck crashes into them causing them to swerve

"Is now a bad time to say I get carsick?!"

she's half joking

"Hang on!"

Steve has reached over to her and Sam before she realised, pulling them over the gear stick

Nat is gripping onto Steve for dear life, her other hand coming up to grab Alpine and give her more stability on their little huddle over the car door

Sam is trying to hold onto her and Steve as they slide, but even with the door under them to protect them, she's still sliding off after their initial landing

that would leave a mark for sure

by now, her hand and arm is covered in blood and glass, the same arm now has a severe case of road rash along side her right leg

but at least she wasn't dead

yet

up ahead she sees Sam fall off, he rolls and so is saved from the same time of injury

she's up and running towards him as soon as she remembers

he's not armed

at least she didn't think he was

honestly she couldn't remember, but her instinct said to save him

when's she's reached him, she's grabbing his shirt and dragging him up and to cover

they take cover behind a car and the pain begins to creep up her spine as her body shakes

Sam's speaking to her but she doesn't register his words as Steve is blown, quite literally, off the bridge

"Are you armed?!"

Sam nods and shows her his knife, she nods in return and gives him her gun

"What about you?!"

"I'm not a good shot up close, much better with knives."

Sam goes to offer her his, but she shakes her head and grabs two of her own

"Where are you hiding all these?!"

"You don't wanna know!"

Nat's jumped off the bridge but Alpine knows she'd be fine, after all, Nat helped trained her

she takes a few deep breath as she watches the Winter Soldier flinch back and take cover, he takes his goggles off and Alpine practically sees the anger at the fact he'd been shot

she grins and shakes her head when he releases a bunch of bullets bellow them

"Nat's made the big one angry! Try and take out the little guys up here, make sure Steve is good! I'm gonna make sure Nat has some back up"

Sam is sceptical because this girl is 18 and hanging on by a thread

maybe they should have gotten a bigger car

but Alpine is up and running before he can stop her

she's attacked one of the last of the HYDRA goons and used his rope to get down to the street below, offering Steve some aid by dealing with the guy closest to her with a swift throw of her knife

she's able to use the distraction of Sam's shots and their attention of Steve to rush out of the way, securing her knife in her belt

her rush is stopped though as a bullet grazes her already open wound

i mean seriously, can't these guys at least aim to the left side where she wasn't injured?!

this is when she realises that someone had turned their attention to her, as she's about to turn and deal with it, Steve had already used the shield to deflect some bullets towards her shooter

"Go, i'll catch up!"

don't have to tell her twice

it doesn't take her long to find Nat and the Soldier, and she lets out a relieved breath to see Nat escape once again by electrocuting the metal arm

it seems to affect him enough, but a little more time never hurt anyone

an advantage of being an 18 year old spy, you're a lot smaller than her adult colleagues

she's rushed at him before he realises she was there, delivering a swift push-kick to his back which, thanks to his distraction with his arm, puts him on his knees

she runs to catch up with Nat, glancing back to see the Soldier adjust his arm and glare at area there were running in

oh that was badass

she's caught up to Nat by now, and the older spy is relieved to see her still kicking about

"Try and leave this one to Steve as much as possible! He's no joke, let the super-soldier handle it!"

"When have you ever known me to back down from a challenge Nat?!"

"Alpine I'm serious! You offer support and noth-"

they're cut off by a bullet in Nat's shoulder, the red head gasping in pain and grabbing Alpine's hand to pull her into cover

Alpine is helping apply pressure to her would before she freezes

something just didn't feel right

this guy was good at sneaking around

it felt like a set up

"Alpine. Support and nothing else."

Nat must have felt it too but the young girl just grins much to her dismay

as if she'd just sit back and Steve handle the man who shot her mother-figure, who tried to blow her up three times and who technically did blow up Steve had it not been for that basically invincible dinner plate of his

"Nat, I love you but-"

the sound of combat boots thudding on the metal of a car tells Alpine that they'd ran out of time for a heart to heart

she's pushed Nat to the side and starting a running start at the Soldier, surprising both him and Nat

he's barely raised his weapon before she's kicked it out of his hands and all but jumped on him

legs on his shoulders, she's giving him punch after punch to the head

she can feel his grip on her hips and waist, trying to get a hold of her so he could throw her down

she'd get a few more hits before he'd manage to do that

she feels his grip leave her on one side and puts more force into her punches

just a few more should do the trick to at least to make him lose some sort of balance

the sharp pain of a knife in her side makes her scream out, the shock of it making her lose her grip

he throws her onto the road off of him

she brings him down with her

the pair roll of the ground, both sitting up on their knees glancing at each other

she only breaks their gaze to glance at the black HYDRA knife still lodged in her side and groans

fuck

this was going to hurt

a lot

he's up and walking towards her, she's managed to scramble into standing up

they're walking towards each other with purpose, Alpine takes the knife from her belt and flips it

the soldier glances at it

time to have some fun

now Alpine preferred knives to guns for the simple reason that they were quieter

but even she had to admit that there was a beauty in knife fighting that she couldn't describe

had she had her swords, she would have been able to keep him at a distance

but she didn't

so she used her past training sessions with Steve to guide her

they meet in an almost elegant fashion

her hand is raised, poised to slash at his chest but his arm had come up to block it, her free arm coming to take the knife out of her hand before he can grab it but his other hand comes to block it in a weaker hold, obviously preparing to use it to attack

she drops the knife into her own hand and slashes at his thigh

hit one

be back up, kicking her hand and the knife goes flying up

it's a scramble to catch it, both of them trying to deflect the others attempts until it lands in his hand and Alpine had to lean back to avoid a slash to her chest

curse civilian clothing

in leaning back, she delivers a kick to his masked chin as she follows through in a backwards roll

hit two

he shakes his head and steps forward, she delivers another kick to his sternum

hit three

he grabs her leg after the kick, fingers pushing into the open road rash wound, twisting the limb around to throw her off balance and threatening to plunge her knife into her leg

ah shit

she brings her other leg up, kicking the knife out of his hand and catching it, slashing his thankfully fleshy arm

he drops her and she tumbles to the ground, rolling out of the way before he can land a very metallic punch to her face

brutal

she can hear Nat in the background calling out for her, to run whilst he's preoccupied with getting his arm out of the ground

but the pain in her body is simply getting worse and worse she can't move

but she has too

he's free and walking towards her, the knife in still in her hand

she has something in her favour at least

she struggles to get up, but the Soldier is walking towards her at such a pace that it's do able by the time he's reached her

like a goddamn wolf stalking it's prey

she rushes at him, he rushes towards her

she ducks and dodges his punches, the knife dances between the two of them as they each catch, flip and stab at one another

they're at a stalemate but it's tipping heavily in his favour

he's strong and definitely more experiences than she was

but she's more agile due to her stature so can just barely keep up

she needs the upper hand

she takes a chance, using the cars surrounding them to jump on top if him again

this time she uses her body weight to flip around him, to bring him to the ground with her once again

if she could immobilise him just long enough for Steve to come

because he was coming

she was sure of it

then Steve could land a few solid punches and gain an advantage

she could do that

but even without her training

she was just a little girl and this was a grown ass man

momentum and force meant nothing if he could counteract it

and he could with a simple arm around her waist and another jab to the knife still embedded into her left side

she feels the wound grow bigger, her lapse in focus meaning he could easily through her back onto the ground

she's gasping and scrambling away

maybe she should have taken the time earlier to run away

she thought she was ready to take on this challenge and in the end, she'd only managed three solid hits

if she survived this, then she would make sure she got a lot more in the next time they met

that was if she survived

he's obviously annoyed by her attempts to subdue him

she'd given him a good fight after all, but it just wasn't good enough

he stalking towards her, pulling a gun from his holster and she's staring right at him

if she died right now, she knew that Steve and Nat would Avenge her

hell, hopefully the other Avengers would as well

if she died right now, she just hoped they knew how much she loved them

she hears the safety click off as everything starts to move in slow motion

hears her own gasps for breath and feels the pain coursing through her body

hears Nat screaming her name

hears the stomp of shoes as someone runs towards them

hears another, smaller pair of shoes just after

hears the gunshot

hears a familiar twang

hears Steve's pants as he shields her

the world starts moving faster once again

she's pulled back by Nat, away from the fighting

all she can do is watch as Steve does what she couldn't

Nat rests her against a nearby car, gently pushing her hair out of her face and wounds

she looks up at her and tries to smile through the sickening feeling building in her stomach

Nat smiles at her, glancing up at the fight happening before them as Alpine does the same

Steve's holding up well, the Winter Soldier has gone through a lot of his options and is back in a hand to hand combat

but Steve Rogers can do the things that Alpine can't

such as flip the tank of a man and stop that goddamn metal arm that has added bruises to the list of Alpine's growing injuries

Nat had ran off to grab one of the many discarded weapons surrounding them to give Steve some support

Alpine uses her remaining strength to stand, a hand holding the knife still as she moves towards the fight, wanting to make sure Steve was okay

she'd re-join if she had to, even if she wouldn't last long

Steve had managed to flip the Soldier once again, his mask falling to the ground

Alpine steps closer, time to see who this guy was

"Bucky?"

she frowns at Steve words, looking at the man who had nearly killed her

there was no way that the man pictured in the Smithsonian's Captain America exhibition was James Buchanan Barnes

Steve Roger's best friend

Killed in Action during the war

he fell off of a train for fuck sake!

but as she's looking at him, she can see the similarities in the pictures and the man standing before her

well shit

Bucky Barnes nearly killed her

and she'd get him back for it one day

"Who the hell is Bucky?"

Sam decides the join the party, stopping Bucky from shooting Steve

Alpine turns to see Nat with a weapon she knows can launch grenades, turning back to Steve and beginning her run over as Bucky steadies himself and raises his gun after a moment of hesitation

"Steve!"

she's called out and jumped on him before Nat shoots, they stumble to the ground and Steve uses the shield to cover them from any flying debris

when the smoke clears, Bucky is gone and there are sirens in the distance

Steve's still in shock

Nat is panting, leaning against a car

Sam is just as confused as Steve, if not more

and Alpine is hanging on for dear life, her adrenaline having faded during her rest

Steve's hand brushes the knife in her side and she winces, he's pulling her up and checking her over - not liking the paleness of her skin

nobody moves as the cars begin to surround them, Steve can only hold her to his side as she watches everyone she thought of as colleagues and friends point weapons at them

he drops the shield watching in frustration as Rumlow grabs Alpine and forces to kneel further away before beginning to handcuff Captain America

Alpine glares at the men surround her, growling when one goes to take the knife from her side

"Touch it and I shove it in your throat."

weapons are raised to kill and the knife is removed anyway, a cry of pain drawing some attention

blood pours quicker from her would as she's cuffed and dragged up into the back of an armoured truck after Steve had been locked into place

all she can do is lean against a locked up Steve and focus on her breathing

Steve can only think about Bucky

how scared he must of been and how betrayed he must have felt when he realised Steve hadn't come for him

how he'd been turned into a killing machine for HYDRA, how he'd brought a girl, once happy and joking, near to death

Sam and Nat are trying to comfort him, but all he can feel is the weight of both his own decisions and of Alpine's nearly lifeless body on his side

Alpine is sort of conscious during their escape from the truck, even less conscious and more delirious when Hill brings them to the dam

Steve is carrying her in, Sam helping Nat and all three objecting when Hill tells the doctor to hold off on taking Nat and Alpine away just yet

when Alpine see's Fury, she frowns

"I'm dead and the person they sent to greet me to the after life is Nick fucking Fury in a hospital bed, the audacity."

"I'm not joining whatever undead Avenger 2.0 you have planned,"

"Well, it's a good thing we're not dead then huh? A blood transfusion and you'll be fine."

"I'd say you aren't the boss of me, but that would be a lie."

Its only when Steve hands Alpine over to the doctor for that blood transfusion that Steve relaxes when it comes to her situation

she'd been through worse

but Steve felt a sense of responsibly for this one

after all, it had been his best friend that had done it

but Alpine didn't care about that

she'd get Bucky back for it, whether that was before or after she and Steve rescued him, would be up to Bucky

not that he knew it

or Steve

for now, she rested and allowed her body to recover until it was time to leave for their mission which Steve, Sam and Nat no doubt tried to talk her out of

but she was stubborn

and she knew Bucky would also be there

so until then, she twirled the knife that had once been lodged into her side in her hand (it had been given to Hill and in turn she gave it back to her) and waited

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The term “dentist” originates from the French word: dentiste, which came from the French and Latin words for tooth. According to ADEA, “Pierre Fauchard, a French surgeon credited as the Father of Modern Dentistry, published his influential book, The Surgeon Dentist, a Treatise on Teeth”(2022). The book made a system that would help others know how to care for and treat teeth. This is why A Lot of people consider Pierre Fauchard to be the father of dentistry.

While Pierre Fauchard is known as the father of dentistry he is not the first dentist. According to ADEA, “Hesy-Re was an Egyptian scribe who lived around 2600 B.C. and is recognized as the first dental practitioner.”(2022) Evidence of dentists was found in hieroglyphics and even (although not many) in human remains. According to the dental center, “dentistry in the United States used to be practiced by the same people that would give you a haircut....... They were known for their crude practices as well as handing out bizarre advice to their patients”(2022) Dentistry began to be more popular after Pierre Fauchard’s book.

Although Dentistry has existed for a while, throughout history the job of a dental hygienist was just another job for physicians, barber-surgeons, etc. it was only in 1960-1970 when more research was done. It was shown the importance of dentistry but also separated it from other medicines. According to Lisa Simon, “the notion of dentistry as a field separate from medicine is a historical phenomenon that has been reinforced through legislation, education, and service delivery” (2016). While dentistry is a branch of medicine but it is not considered medicine because dentists and doctors receive different training. As well as the language used to diagnose patients is also different.

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(Oh my god I chose specifically to ignore this one but I guess I can't anymore...)

[Interior "Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated"] [Jingle Plays]

Doof : Y'know baloony, after most of the year going on my anti-summer vacation, I kinda miss Perry. Good news though!

[Doof puts X on calendar, first day of summer.]

Doof : He should be here any minute! I made a celebratory trap for when we meet again! (Queter) And also a surprise inator- er, not the surprise-inator-

[Knock on door.]

Doof : That must be him now!

FBI Agent : Heinz Doofenshmirtz, you're under arrest, for multiple counts of international and local terrorism.

Doof : You're not Perry... Terrorism? At most it was probably just some mild frightening.

FBI Agent : You are in possession of many illegal and very dangerous devices, and have been deemed a threat to national security. The building is surrounded and you have the right to remain silent.

[Doof grabs wooden chair right next to door and smashes it over the agent's head.]

Doof : In all my years of being evil I never thought I'd have to use the very-fragile-chair-inator!

[Cut to Perry the Platypus, jumping across rooftops toward DEI.]

Major Monogram (M.M.) : Hello Perry, it seems we have detected a large amount of governent vehicles surrounding Doofenshmirts' headquarters. Proceed with caution.

[Interior Doof's lab, metal shielding down.]

Doof : Where is the... Ah! There it is! The Go Home-inator! Perf-

[Perry breaks through metal shielding of tower with a kick, landing directly on an X on the floor.]

Doof, walking toward Perry : Ah... Perry the platypus! It's been far too long!

[Doof pulls lever, and robotic arms force Perry to sit at a newly appeared table with cake and some balloons fall from the ceiling.]

Doof : And it's so good to see you! I was on vacation and...

[Doof's voice fades out as we see Perry trying to find a way to escape, but it becomes abruptly clear again as Doof says the following.]

Doof : And some guy from the... what was it... the FGI or something tried to arrest me.

[Perry snaps his head back to face Doof, showing genuine concern.]

Doof : What? I got him with the very-fragile-chair-inator. He'll be fine.

[Perry makes rattle sound.]

Doof : I don't think it's a big deal. Especially when I have the POTATO-INATOR! It has been sitting here for a while since I made it before my vacation in advance to it might not be totally functional. My plan is to turn all of Rodger's legal documents into potatoes. Today is the first day of summer, and Rodger is getting his annual re-writes of his legal stuff all out in public, I don't really know what exactly it's about. Why potatoes, you may ask? Because my parents always hated potatoes... or was it tomatoes...? And then with him completely out of the office, everything will be out of control, and I can finally take over the Tri-State Area!!

[Perry struggles to escape the robotic arms.]

Doof, struggling to push the potato-inator into place : So, Perry, have you ever had potato cake!?

[Potato-inator is pointed at the cake on the table.]

Doof : Because we're about to have some!

[Doof pulls the lever on the machine, and it shoots a quick beam at the cake, which turns into mashed potatoes, and crumbles a little bit.]

Doof : Not... Exactly what I had in mind, but that's fine.

[Metal shielding retracts to reveal Rodger's ceremony happening now.]

Doof : ...Just this switch here... and... this, and we're ready! If I just aim correctly...

[Perry kicks Doof in the back, which causes him to topple into the potato-inator, which falls over the ledge and onto the street where the FBI forces remain.]

FBI Megaphone : Doofenshmirtz! We are sending armed and armored officers up to you. If you do not comply with their requests, they have permission to use force if necessary!

[Potato-inator hits the ground, and is completely intact. It cuts to right next to the potato-inator, where one of the FBI agents is inspecting it, and sees the "self-destruct" button, and presses it, after some hesitation. The entire street and all of their cars are immediately converted into mashed potatoes.]

Doof : Huh. Well that's them dealt with. What did they say abou-

[Knock at door.]

Doof : I'll get it.

[Two armored FBI agents hold guns up to Doof.]

FBI Agent 2 : You are under arrest. Do not resist.

Doof : You guys are no fun! You know that?

[Doof quickly presses button on a small box with an antenna. A large ray device, pointed directly at the door fires, and the officer there disappears immediately.]

Doof : Don't worry, Perry, I just sent him home.

[Doof activates the go home-inator again, but the second agent dodges, and tackles Doof, pinning him to the ground while he retrieves handcuffs.]

Doof : Per...ry...

[Perry jumps up on go home-inator and aims it toward Doof, then jumps off the inator and lands on the button, sending Doof home. Perry then kicks the FBI agent in the face, just into the aim of the inator, and activates it again. Perry then walks off screen.]

[End]

Doofenshmirtz is trying to take over the Tri-State Area again. Instead of Perry the Platypus, the FBI gets there first.

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Do you have any favourite ancient egyptian historical figures from the old kingdom?

The first one that jumps to mind is Hesy-Re, high official of the 3rd Dynasty under Djoser and Sekhemkhet. One of his titles very likely translates to “chief of dentists” (wr ibH sniw - “chief of physicians of teeth”, literally - although there is some argument as to the translation, since there is no known precedent of occupational dentistry up until this point, and almost none after it, either). 

He is one of my favourite historical figures not just because of that (my first year research paper was on OK dentistry), but also because he has a set of relief panels in his tomb that were carved from cedar wood. This was relatively unprecedented - at least, we have very few extant examples of wooden funerary statuary. Wood in ancient Egypt wasn’t easy to get, and even if you did manage to get it, it was sooner gnarly acacia than it was smooth cedar fit for tomb relief panels.

The panels are absolutely stunning, showing Hesy-Re at different stages of life:

[practicefortheheart]

New Tag Game:

Tag 5 or more people that you are thankful were in your 2020, that you’re thankful exists in a world that’s hard to live in. Whether that be through random reblogs on your posts, or people you have had full blown conversations with. Whether it’s just seeing them on your dash, or interacting with them.

Please Spread this love. 2020 has been hard for so SO many of us.

I’m going to start a new post, because the original one was getting very very long, but I was tagged by the lovely @pauleonotis - thank you, I’m happy I could bring some joy to you this year!

I was also tagged in another, similar post by @imjohnlocked87 - thank you, lovely! - and so I’ve decided to combine them into a new post 

There are so many of you that helped me through this year, honestly, if you are reading this: I mean you! 

In particular I want to tag both @tepre and @zigster-ao3 because thanks to them I (re)discovered the Harry Potter fandom, and fell right into Drarry. Also Zig, you are my absolute #1 art buddy <3 

Also @shealwaysreads for the support and the conversations and the inspiration! It was so lovely to meet you this year! 

@tinyhistory who only this year joined us on tumblr, thanks for the fantastic fic & very curious about the original story you’re working on!

I’m also very thankful for all the people who commissioned me this year, to support BLM: zig & bella are already tagged, but also @thusspoketrish @hesy-bes @pleasecallmex @bogglebeans @montysgonebacktofrance @mai-und-regen @sunnyeclipses @p1013 @maltters & @lanacottontail - I’ve enjoyed working with all of you! 

So many talented and lovely people in the drarry fandom, I’m sure to miss people, but off the top of my head: @p-atricapillus @serpent-under-the-flower @drarryruinedme7 @mfingenius @quicksilvermaid @dewitty1 @tackytigerfic @fictional and so many more ahhh

And here some oldies who I love dearly - gosh, this is making me emotional:

@a-liddle-bit-of-tenda and @ofcowardiceandkings you’ve both been on my dash for years, and I hope to see you still in years to come - even though fandoms or interests change, seeing your icons always makes me smile

@littlewhitely & @gretchenwienerdogs I think we even met pre-tumblr, it’s hard to imagine, really (dftba - god I feel ancient)

@loveanddeathandartandtaxes & @prookal always in my heart, babes 

What a year, eh? Glad I was here with you all to get through it - tumblr humor is a blessed thing. 

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Cedar Panel from The Mastaba of Hesy-re, Saqqara, Egypt.

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‪The Mastaba de Hesy-re is a tomb complex in the great Saqqara necropolis in Egypt. It is the final resting place of senior official Hesy-re, who served in office during the 3rd Dynasty under King Djoser.Its great mastaba is known for its well-preserved wall paintings and relief ‬

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Hi ! It may seem a strange ask since writing a meta on a game story may be unconventional but I saw that you reblogged gifs of The Last of Us recently so I was wondering how did you feel about the story and its bitter ending? (if it doesn't bother you to answer on that, if it does and you want this to remain on your free hobby time it's absolutely okay of course x))

Hello anon!

No problem, I would actually love to talk about the story of the game since I loved it!

Also, I would like to clarify that I have simply watched a playthrough and I have not directly played the game. What is more, I have watched it only once, so I might have lost some details. Finally, I will quote some TV Tropes’ takes on the characters here and there and I will elaborate on them since I agree with some of them.

When it comes to the ending I really liked the final twist and I think it has meaning on multiple levels.

On the surface the final conflict between Joel and Marlene seems to be a conflict between the greater good and the worth of individual lives. Is it right to kill one girl in order to save humanity? Marlene says it is, while Joel seems to argue that it isn’t. However, even if this is a valid reading, I think that there is more going on especially when it comes to Joel and Ellie’s characters.

First of all it is clear that throughout the game Ellie and Joel grow in each other’s direction. On one hand Joel has to learn how wonderful life can be once again through his relationship with Ellie. On the other hand Ellie has to learn how to survive through Joel. They grow so much in each other’s direction that by the end Joel is the one chatting the most, while Ellie is more silent and immersed in her thoughts. This is an interesting contrast especially because in the beginning it was the other way around and Ellie kept trying to interact with Joel who showed her some degree of coldness.

The contrast between greater good and individuals and the two main characters having inverted arcs are the two basic ideas I will start with. In the next paragraphs I will try to explore them a little bit more and to show that they are true only up to a certain point.

JOEL AND SELFISHNESS: A LACK OF FAITH IN HUMANITY

Let’s consider these two scenes:

Tommy: They got a kid, Joel! Joel: So do we!

The story opens with Joel sacrificing strangers in order to protect himself and his loved ones. Sarah calls him out on this, but he argues that they need to think about themselves. However, immediately later, when Sarah is wounded and he needs help the soldiers kill Sarah without showing any pity.

I think that these scenes are interesting on multiple levels.

On one hand they clearly mirror the ending where once again Joel’s “baby girl”’s survival is put at risk by people acting for the sake of the majority of humanity. As a matter of fact the soldiers are ordered to kill Sarah and Joel to stop the infection from spreading, while the Fireflies want to sacrifice Ellie in order to save humanity from the infection. According to this reading, Joel is literally given a second chance to save his daughter through him saving Ellie. In this case, him brutally killing the Fireflies and even Marlene can be seen as him succeeding where he had failed with Sarah. When Sarah was wounded he begged the soldier for help, but he killed Sarah. Because of this, at the end of the game he refuses to show any glimpse of humanity to Marlene and simply kills her to assure Ellie’s survival.

On the other hand one could argue that there is really not that much difference between Joel’s behaviour towards the people begging him to stop the car at the beginning and the soldiers killing Sarah. After all, in both cases there is a person acting selfishly and refusing to show any kind of compassion or humanity towards another person. Joel abandoning those people and the soldiers shooting civilians are things fueled by the same idea that in order to survive you are justified to kill someone else and to only think about yourself. If that is the case, then Joel’s actions in the end do nothing, but re-affirm this same mentality.

According to this second reading, Joel failed to change in a significant way throughout the game. As a matter of fact he starts the game by acting selfishly and ends it by acting selfishly. He puts himself and his loved ones above others both at the beginning and at the end. When I say Joel has not changed, I don’t mean that his behaviour has stayed the same, but rather that he has not overcome what the game presents as his character flaw.

Joel’s character flaw is his lack of hope in humanity. He doesn’t believe in any kind of greater good being it “humanity” or “destiny”. This is shown by him refusing the idea that things happen for a reason and him talking about luck and chance.

His relationship with Ellie is supposed to change him and it does to an extent. Thanks to Ellie Joel manages to slowly overcome Sarah’s loss and progressively becomes more open about it. He becomes also more sociable and by the end he starts dreaming of living a normal life with Ellie. He dreams of teaching Ellie things like swimming or playing guitar and to have long walks with her. He would like to live in a healthier and more stable environment than the one he is in at the beginning of the story. He wants to stop living as a criminal as much as possible and to find a place within a community. In other words he starts wishing to live again instead of just “surviving”.

In short, towards the end Joel shows clear signs of recovery. However, a recovery means that he is just going back to the person he once was and he is not becoming a better one. I would also like to highlight that, despite Joel’s unfriendly behaviour, he has always been very loyal to his loved ones and he has never completely isolated himself. Let me quote this TV tropes entry:

He’s almost never seen without a companion of some sort (whether it’s Tommy, Tess, or Ellie), and on the rare occasions when he is alone, the game makes sure the player feels his isolation, with the goal always being to reunite with whomever he was separated from.

Even if Joel paints himself as a misantrophe he always keeps a loved one close. Even after Sarah’s death he stayed with Tommy and protected him and when Tommy left he stayed with Tess. What is more, he is ready to do almost anything for a loved one to the point that he decides to bring Ellie to the Fireflies to honour Tess’s last wish.

In short, Joel doesn’t need to exactly become more invested in his relationships with others, but he rather needs to be inspired by these others in order to change himself.

This is also why his mission is about bringing Ellie to the Fireflies. After all, within the game the Fireflies represent an alternative to the military. In a sense, they represent the alternative against the people who killed Sarah. However, they are an alternative Joel refuses to embrace because he is too cynical. This is also something which puts a dent in his relationship with Tommy:

Tommy leaves Joel to pursue some kind of hope, but Joel, instead of being inspired by his little brother, refuses to go with him.

So the Fireflies are symbolically “the greater good” and Joel refuses them because of his cynical nature. However, he becomes more open towards them as the story progresses and when he speaks with Marlene he is even open to the idea of some kind of “destiny”:

He is very close to change his opinion about humanity and to find some kind of hope and meaning. However, the moment he realizes the Fireflies want to kill Ellie he immediately goes back to his old way of thinking.

By the end, Joel is back at using the reasoning that he and Ellie are survivors and as such their violence and selfishness is justified. He gives up on the idea of a better life for humanity and chooses to keep surviving with Ellie.

Once again, this choice can be read in two different ways. As stated above, Joel’s choice can be seen as him failing his character arc. However, it can also be seen as “the proof” that since the beginning there was no alternative. In the end the people who oppose the military are still ready to kill Joel’s daughter in order to save themselves/the majority. This is no different from what the soldiers do in the beginning. Does a humanity which is ultimately made up of selfish people deserve to be reborn? Isn’t it better for just individuals to survive with their loved ones as well as they can?

In summary, Joel and Marlene’s conflict in the end can be seen both as a conflict between individual needs and the needs of the majority, but also as symbolic of how human nature is inherently selfish and of how humans will fight to protect their loved ones/what they believe in and they will sacrifice others to do so.

Finally, I would like to highlight how Joel’s final choice is selfish also when it comes to Ellie:

Here Marlene is being a little bit of a hypocrite because she herself has not asked for Ellie’s permission and Ellie’s will would have not changed her decision. That said, it is true that Joel is acting without considering Ellie’s freedom and agency. Both Marlene and Joel disagree on what should be Ellie’s destiny, but they refuse to ask the girl herself. This is because deep down they do not care about what she wants since their two opposing wishes are too strong. This is poignant when we remember that Marlene and Joel are basically Ellie’s parental figures. They are deep down both using Ellie as a tool and, even if they both love her, they are not respecting her as a person.

When it comes to Joel, I think that it is interesting that this is not the first time he enters a conflict with a person he wants to protect:

It is implied that he protected Tommy aka his little brother, but that, as time passed, Tommy became more and more unhappy with Joel and what he was ready to do in order to ensure their survival. In other words, Joel is so determined to keep his loved ones alive that he does not hesitate go against their will to succeed.

In conclusion, Joel is a person who never loses his ability to establish deep connections with others, but at the same time he remains selfish both in how he treats strangers and in how he treats his loved ones. He would sacrifice the formers and keep the latters alive no matter how they feel about it.

ELLIE AND SURVIVAL: FINDING A MEANING

Ellie’s arc is about learning what “survival” is about. This means that she has to learn not only how to practically survive and to grow tougher as the story goes on, but also the dangers of completely embracing a ruthless mindset where there is only survival.

This is why her major enemy is David. Let’s quote once again TV Tropes:

He’s very similar to Joel, in that he invokes “I Did What I Had to Do” as justification for certain questionable actions, and seems a possible candidate for “surrogate father” with Joel missing (at first, anyway), though he and Joel differ in significant ways. Joel tries to be as detached from others as possible, whereas David took it upon him to lead a community; Joel believes that his survival is in part due to luck, whereas David explicitly states that he does not believe in luck; and the reasons they concern themselves with Ellie are pretty much completely opposite. Also, when Joel first meets Ellie, he’s cold and indifferent towards her, while David is polite and friendly. Joel however is a back-and-forth Jerk with a Heart of Gold while David is said Bitch in Sheep’s Clothing.

David is both a physical obstacle Ellie has to face without Joel’s help and a character who embodies the dangers of embracing specific mindsets Ellie is attracted to.

First of all, there is this:

David believes in destiny and in the fact that everything happens for a reason. Ellie doesn’t share this fatalistic worldview, but at the same time she isn’t as cynical as Joel. I think that Ellie expresses how she feels about destiny and a superior meaning when she talks with Sam:

Sam: Henry says that “They’ve moved on”. That they’re with their families. Like in heaven. Do you think that’s true?

Ellie: I go back and forth. I mean, I’d like to believe it.

Sam: But you don’t.

Ellie: I guess not.

n short, she may not believe in it, but she wants to. She wants to give meaning to the pain and the loss she feels.

David and Joel are two extremes when it comes to “destiny”. Ellie doesn’t want to become neither of them and this is why she must find an equilibrium between their two stances.

Secondly, there is this:

“And so do we.”

David’s arguments are very similar to those Joel himself might make. This is why he can initially counter Ellie’s one about her and Joel having no other choice, but to kill David’s men. This argument is not really Ellie’s, but Joel’s and she is repeating it. She doesn’t really find anything to say to David when he answers her using the same mentality because the point of David’s character is also to show Ellie how this mentality is flawed.

In short, David embodies the limits of Joel’s survivalist approach. David is who Ellie could become if she were to stick to this approach without ever questioning it.

At the same time David is a person who tries to strip Ellie of her own agency:

He repeats over and over that he wants to protect Ellie and to keep her alive. However, in order to do so, he tracks her, kidnaps her and puts her in a cage. He doesn’t really care about Ellie as a person, but he simply wants Ellie to do as he pleases. If Ellie were to accept David’s condition she could avoid being eaten, but Ellie strongly fights against this possibility. Ellie decides that her own freedom and her own dignity as a person is more important than simple survival and puts her life at risk in order to preserve them.

Ellie’s fight against David and her eventually killing him represent two things. Firstly it represents Ellie’s loss of innocence since she is subjected both to the violence of another person and to the violence inside herself. Secondly it represents Ellie’s struggle to keep her own agency and her own freedom as a person. It is complicated because killing David is both something she has to do to protect her own personhood, but also something which traumatizes her. This fight and its bitter conclusion represent the difficulty of finding an equilibrium between the need to survive and the need of keeping one’s humanity. Towards the end Ellie is trying to give her own answer:

“After everything we’ve been through. Everything I’ve done.”

However, Joel robs her of the chance of doing so. All in all this is a very interesting twist which gives Joel’s foiling with David a darker nuance and at the same time puts an even more selfish light on Joel’s final actions. Ellie’s arc is about finding and protecting her own agency and Joel’s role should be to guide her. He does so for a while and this is shown through various things. For example, he gives her a gun after some initial resistance and accepts Ellie’s help on multiple occasions. It is also because of this that the trust and the bond between them gets stronger. However, at the very end when Ellie should be given the chance to make her final choice, i.e. the choice which would put some light on how Ellie wants to live and who she wants to become, Joel (and Marlene) steps in and prevents her from doing so.

I hope my thoughts on the ending and on Joel and Ellie’s arcs are clear enough. There would be many other things to discuss. For example, each minor character the two meet (like Bill, Henry and Sam) foils them in some capacity and explores a specific minor theme. That said, I think that when it comes specifically to the final twist this is enough. All in all The Last of Us is a story about love in an apocalyptic world and how this feeling would still survive in such a world. At the same time, it is clearly shown that love has both positive and negative aspects and can bring out both the best and the worst in people.

Thank you for the ask and enjoy the holidays if you celebrate!

[incorrectswancrossing]

OHMDY GODS OI SWLEQALED SO MUCH WHE I SAWAWTHSIH OU YSHIFG

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYONE!!!

(reposting this cause i wanted to fix something lol)

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if anyone is curious

This is legit how I come up with new storylines and things. This is just a copy/paste of something I sent my girlfriend when I was in the middle of Figuring A Thing Out.

Featuring a new character, Hue and a drawing of him! Mostly this is about Blaze tho, and some stuff about John too. It sorta goes all over the place - the moment it seems like ‘oh this is what this post is about’ it switches on you.

Warnings: Lots of “so anyway”, no proofreading, completely filled with lowercase sentence starters, fragments, cussing, a couple vague s*xual references. It’s a brain barf. 

[day 1]

This is Hue. He's a werewolf boi-o and one of the shortest characters i've made so far, clocking in at 4'10". you can just barely see his bite scars under the arm hair I decided that John shouldn't be entirely partner-less because Blaze decided to be stubborn and not embrace the gay. Cause that's just unfair to john. Like, Blaze said no, John respects that, so John moves on. 

No matter how much I rlly rlly want the two to be together. 

so anyway is seems that John has a Type. smol grumpy and easy to fluster I mean, in terms of potential romantic partners. in terms of Hotness and potential one-night-stands and such he's more physically attracted to guys in snappy suits and confidence like raknu but also not raknu himself because it'd be weird to bang your boss.

[day 2]

[insert some Spoilery Things about Alchemy Brothers from my World Of Glass And Bone and my character I’m basing Hue off of. This is also a first - usually I don’t base one character off of another. I did it in this case to absolutely make 100% sure that Hue’s personality doesn’t end up being like a Blaze2.0.]

[....] cause like, yeah, I made him with the intent of finding an Actual Partner for John, but I don't want that to be his Entire Personality. I don't want him to just be off-brand discount walmart version of Blaze. I've never done this before k. Like, usually I make characters, and then decide relationships to other people, not the other way around. And now I'm just Worried and low-key Freaking Out that he won't be seen as anything more than a Blaze-wannabe.

[day 3]

so THIS is how love triangles get started, huh - throwing in Hue threw a wrench into things. so like we got John and Blaze, right? they're like. bestest buds. John is like, the only person that Blaze really actually feels completely comfortable around. and like, a big part of the reason why Blaze doesn't want to be in an Actual Official Relationship is a lot of smaller very valid reasons. 

 1) he's in denial that it's even a thing he wants at all. All relationships end in Bad Things - either death as Blaze outlives them, or breakups, or deception and misunderstanding, or other Fun Things like that. So why the fuck would he want to put himself through that again? 

2) he still gets nightmares about Alex and not over that 3) all past relationships have been either abusive or at least a little bit Toxic - including alex (just as the nature of the culture, and the social power difference between people and vampires, toxic masculinity, just straight up assholes with a pretty face, ect) and that's just sorta the standard, normal thing that Blaze expects to happen with relationships in general. So it's showing a little bit of growth on Blazes part by saying no to the perceived toxicity, but still misunderstanding what a normal relationship is. 

 4) he's still not sure he's part gay. Like, he was Trying Out A Thing with Alex and he didn't get enough time to process it or really tell if that's something for him.

5) Blaze is asexual and sex-repulsed, and John is Horny. Not that John would do anything that Blaze is uncomfortable with - just the idea that Blaze is holding John back from something that he really wants to do while simultaneously being really stuck on the idea of monogamy and being uncomfortable with the idea ofo John being with anyone else sexually if they're in a relationship. 

 6) and fear that if he says yes then He's Stuck. can't back out, can't break off, without losing John completely as a friend (which is not something John would do even if they did break off for whatever reason). but it's still intense fear, and strongly supported by the idea of 'history repeats itself'. 

 7) he's also still low-key weirded out by the thought that John was assigned female at birth and while he's Getting Better at that and normalizing it. Being closer than friends before he's finished sorting things out in his head properly only brings up those weirded out feelings more intensely and more frequently until it becomes a potential point of conflict. If they were to ever be a thing, it'd take a lot of time before it started up, for Blaze to be 100% okay and Chill and properly sort through his head around John being trans. Not that Blaze would ever insult or weaponize that against john or anything, just personally working through centuries of stigma/sterotypes/ect and trying to get to a point where that thought isn't weird or bad anymore.

and a few other little reasons here and there but those are the big main ones in the way between a Blaze and John relationship. and I've been trying to keep that in mind when writing stories between them, cause John would totally go out with Blaze, and if Blaze didn't have those blocks, then he'd totally be open to a relationship with John too. 

Like, blaze low-key has a crush on John too. And I ship is so hard. And I want it to be a thing but I feel it's unfair to Blaze's character and all the stuff he has to work through himself before he's mentally stable enough to be able to have a healthy relationship with anyone. 

 and like maybe if no one else existed, yeah, sure, they'd get together at some point but like John isn't going to wait years for the possibility of a relationship with a person who already said 'no'.

So anyway, Hue comes on scene, right? 

John is spending more time with Hue and due to the nature of time being limited and the fact that often John operates seperately in Hero Team Missions (he's a spellcaster where the others aren't - he can do a lot of behind the scenes things that the others can't) 

Blaze finds himself really really wanting John's company more which makes him question why the fuck and therefore come to the realization that yeah okay fuck fine he's part gay but what the fuck ever John's with someone else already so.

so he's trying to shove down those annoyin' fckn feelings of jealousy, and also starting to distance himself from John and also throwing in some self-hate for missing his chance because Everything Blaze Does has to be low-key toxic (bad blaze stop it-) 

and once there's something you Want that's out of reach, suddenly you start forgetting about the reasons why you didn't go for it in the first place when it was available which means at least some of the other barriers are temporarily forgotten - at least, until John is available again, then they'd re-surface with vengeance and more self-hate because now-is-you're-chance-what-are-you-waiting-for - 

so anyway Blaze is a (valid) Dramatic Bitch who can't make up his goddamn mind

And right now I'm trying to figure out the new dynamic, and how things end there. 

 I'm like maybe 20% sure that they might end up turning it into a poly relationship instead of a love triangle 

John would be down for that Hue would be down for that 

it all just depends on Blaze and his dumb stupid (meant lovingly, they're still valid) limitations and quirks and trauma and shit.

there's nothing solid yet but the idea of it being turned into a poly relationship is rlly appealing to me

also 

blaze needs a therapist

I'm pretty sure that's the first time I've said that and I don't know why I haven't said it sooner but Blaze needs a therapist.

vampires getting therapists isn't something that ever happens for lots of stupid and dumb (not valid) reasons but maybe maaaayyyyybeeeeeee Raknu can pull some strings, talk to some people, ya know. Maybe try and find a therapist who's willing to come in and try and talk to a vampire with hundreds of years of Shit.

raknu can claim it's for the good of the team, and teamwork, and shiz. I mean, having a vampire on a hero team at all is a New Thing, Blaze was one of the first. So obviously, there'll the other New Things that arise from this, that can bypass stupid rules

well I guess for Blaze to see a therapist Blaze would have to actually be willing to ya know. 

see the therapist 

that's more unlikely than raknu being able to call one in that's open to it 

Blaze does not have a very good opinion on therapists. Blaze thinks they're all quacks and wishy-washy idiots 

siiiiiiigh 

blaze why why do you have to be this way like, you've got a whole bunch of Good Things that you could've had why do you have to be stubborn 

all of these good things literally just hinge on you.

it's okay though 

blaze is just taking the scenic route the long way around to Good Times.

I think what would be required for Blaze to see a therapist would be for someone he sees as similar to him - not wishy-washy, negativity and toxic central, similar opinion of therapists in general - to go in and see one first, and actually be helped and have their life improved. 

then maybe blaze would give it a try and-  

ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 

heheheheheheh 

AHAHAHAHAHAHA 

this is where it comes full circle!!! 

This is perfect!!!! 

Hue! 

it all comes back to HUE! 

Hue goes to therapy which then convinces Blaze to accept therapy which means Blaze can actually Work Through Some Of His Shit 

and then we can have a valid Poly Relationship with John and Blaze and Hue and it wouldn't have been possible without Hue which low-key starts them off in a positive relationship, which is bolstered by John really liking Hue, and therefor Blaze has someone else he can Really Actually Enjoy And Feel Comfortable Around instead of being stuck on just John 

Bonus Little Story Thing For Making It This Far:

Blaze tentatively kisses the top of Smol John’s head, giving a hesitant little smile. John blushes and grins, leaning against the vampire. 

Glancing up though, Blaze sees Hue with a raised eyebrow and a an amused smirk.

A very intense possessiveness washes over Blaze. Blaze makes direct eye contact with Hue. 

“aAURG!! wHAt the HECK!!!” John exclaims as Blaze’s teeth firmly rest on his back, pressing him into the tongue protecting him from the vampire’s bottom teeth. 

Blaze lifts John up from his hand like that, pulling his tongue in and bringing John with it. John fumbles for an oxygen tank from his pockets. 

Blaze maintains eye contact with Hue the entire time, swallowing the small form. 

Hue is amused, a little disturbed, but mostly confused. 

Finally Hue breaks the silence. “Couldn’t resist such a snacc, huh?” 

[hellotimemachineofdetectives]

Three Times Part 1:  Kenna x Dom

So I know that TCATF ended ages ago, but my app glitched out recently and deleted all my books. This got me re-reading TCATF, and finally got me to write the Kenna x Dom fic I’ve wanted to do since my first read. This is my first fanfic, and I’m super nervous about it so hopefully it’s not too embarasssing. Shout out to @mrswalkerwrites whose amazing Kenna x Dom and other Choices fics were what pushed me to finally start writing fics. 

Anyways, this is pretty much based on one of my favourite TCATF scenes where Kenna comes to Dom’s rescue, because even today we don’t get that many books or films where the girl is the one doing the saving, for lack of a batter way to put it. Anyways, this is three times that Kenna saves Dom, based on the “Get away from him.” scene, and one time that he, kind of, saves her. It ended up being super long, so I’m just posting the first two for now, and will put the last two up later. If there’s anyone around still reading Kenna x Dom fics, hope you enjoy it and that I haven’t completely forgotten how to write now I spend my life doing maths. Also, just a warning, there are some non-explicit descriptions of violence and intended sexual violence/

3,100 words

10 year old Dominic Hunter looked around, searching for his best friend Kenna Rys. Like almost every morning, the two of them had planned to meet in the meadow after breakfast. Their activities varied each day but their routine hardly did. Despite the obvious disapproval of Kenna’s mother Queen Adriana, he and Kenna had been practically inseparable since they met 4 years ago. Dom had never really stopped to consider what might happen to them when they were older: as the future Queen of Stormholt, Kenna’s destiny had been laid out for her since the moment she was born, and both Adriana and Kenna’s guardian Gabriel had made it clear that neither envisaged this destiny involving him. Still, despite being fairly perceptive for his age, Dom had never really given it much thought.

Still, it was odd that Kenna wasn’t here yet. Whilst she might be late for most events and functions at which her Mother requested her presence, she was almost always down at the meadow before him, eager to escape the already crushing pressures that came with being the princess of one of the Five Kingdoms. Probably her mother or Gabriel had needed her for something. Sighing, Dom collapsed down under one of the many trees by the riverside, skipping a few stones to occupy himself. Lost deep in his thoughts, he started thinking of things he and Kenna could do today, ranging from their usual games and mock fights to the far more unrealistic but far more tempting dream of sneaking away into the mountains and hiding far away from here, where she would no longer be a princess, and he would no longer be the burden child with no family.

“I thought I’d find you here.”

The deep, masculine tone of the voice instantly told him that the figure behind him wasn’t Kenna. Spinning around, Dom’s eyes fell on Caleb, one of the other boys from the castle, a few years older than him. His father was one of the royal grooms, a tall menacing man with a dark glint in his eye not dissimilar to the one Dom often saw in Caleb’s during the many times they’d argued. Dom had quickly learned to avoid Caleb where possible, he had seen the boy be cruel not only to the horses in the stables but also to the other children around the palace, and on the times Dom had stood up to him, Caleb had always made him feel as if he would soon regret it.

As Caleb loomed over him, Dom instinctively took a step back. For his age, he wasn’t bad with the wooden swords with which he and Kenna sparred. But Caleb was older than him, taller than him and right now, was currently backing him towards the river with a threatening smile on his face.

“You’ve been pissing me off for weeks now Hunter.” Caleb smirked, as he continued to push Dom closer to the river. Panicking, Dom searched for an escape route or a means of defending himself, and came up blank.

“Look, Caleb I-“

The blow came out of nowhere, sending him reeling to the edge of the river. Before he could even think about pulling himself to his feet, Caleb descended upon him in a blaze of fury. Throwing up his arms to defend himself, Dom felt blow after blow rain down on him, helpless to fight back against the older boy. Desperately, he tried to push himself out of the way of Caleb’s blows, but found himself to be trapped underneath Caleb’s weight. Panic began to set in to Dom’s mind as his vision became hazy.

“Get away from him.”

The voice was low with fury, yet Caleb took no notice.

“I said GET AWAY FROM HIM!”

With that Kenna strode towards Caleb, her wooden sword held high, looking for all the world like a warrior queen to Dom’s panicked eyes. With a strength that was not belied by her petite 10 year old form, she shoved Caleb off of him, offering Dom a hand up.

“What the hell?” Caleb roared, turning towards Kenna with a fearsome glare. “This is none of your bloody business!”

Kenna’s eyes narrowed, her face furious.

“I think you’ll find it is my bloody business!” She retorted. Somewhere in Dom’s mind it registered just how furious Kenna was, one of the few bits of royal behaviour that had stuck with Kenna was that she rarely swore, even mildly. “What right do you have to go after anyone, least of all someone younger than you and half the size of you, you great oaf?”

“Yeah, well what right did you have to interfere?” Caleb snapped, his face twisted into a snarl. Kenna stepped close to him, her bearing confident, even as he towered over her.

“You listen Caleb, and you listen well. If I wanted to, I could have you executed for coming after my friend. That wouldn’t be necessary though, because any day of the week I could destroy you myself, with my eyes shut if I wanted to. So you stay away from Dom, and anyone else you might feel like terrorising. Otherwise, I swear I will make you regret it.”

It might have been something in Kenna’s quiet, deadly tone, or her furious expression, or maybe it was the fact that she’d just threated to have him executed, but Caleb glared at them both one last time, before turning and walking away, mumbling disgruntledly.

“Are you alright?”

Gone was the fierce and furious warrior who had just born down on Caleb without fear, and in her place was his best friend, a concerned look on her face as she considered the bruises already forming on his face.

“Would it be lame if I said better now that you’re here?” Dom smiled.

Kenna laughed. “A little, but I’ll let you off since it’s completely true, not sure what you were going to do if I hadn’t show up.”

“I’d have figured something out, I was luring him into a false sense of security.”

“Sure, keep telling yourself that. Come on, let’s get back, Gabriel can have a look at those bruises. None of the cooks will be cooing over your pretty face this week.”

“Aha, I knew you thought my face was pretty!”

“Uh uh, I said they did. You just hear what you want to hear, Dom.”

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It had been, beyond a doubt, the most incredible night of Dominic Hunter’s life. He’d known for some time now that his feelings for his best friend Kenna Rys had progressed far beyond friendship, but he’d been terrified to say anything and lose the most important person in his life. But tonight, he’d kissed her for the first time, and he’d been walking on cloud nine ever since. When he’d seen Kenna at the festival, something had ignited within him. Seeing her there, outside of the castle, dressed as a peasant girl, images had raced through his mind. He’d seen a world where the two of them had been able to be together, where she’d returned his feelings and there was nothing stopping them: she wasn’t a princess, he wasn’t a nobody in the castle, they were both just two people who cared about each other.

When she’d confided in him about how she didn’t want her first kiss to be some component of a political alliance, something they’d never really talked about before, he’d been unable to stop himself. The feeling of her lips on his, the way she’d kissed him back, tentatively at first, and then with growing passion. The way she’d breathed his name as he pulled back, the look in her eyes as she stared at him, surprised but smiling. The feeling of joy as she leant up to kiss him again. It had been the singular best moment of his life, without a doubt. They’d stayed that way for what felt like an eternity, finally only breaking apart when a group of passer-bys whistled.

Kenna’s face flushed a brilliant red, her eyes wide.

“Don’t worry they’re not going to have any idea it’s you.”

“Ah, so they’ll just assume I’m another one in your never-ending string of girls then?” Kenna teased, a soft smile adorning her face.

“And an incredibly beautiful one at that.” Dom grinned.

“Gods, you’re such a flirt Dom.” She laughed, the sound music to his ears.

“Come on, I promised I’d show you around the festival, and since it’s a miracle for you to actually be outside of the castle without Gabriel, we should make the most of it.”

They’d spent most of the next hour wondering around the festival, stopping at various stalls and chatting. Gradually, Dom saw Kenna’s worry over being recognised fade and he could see she was enjoying herself.

“Wait here a second. I’m just going to run to the top of the hill over there, make sure that the lights in our end of the castle are still off and no one’s noticed I’m missing.”

“I’ll come with you, you shouldn’t go alone.”

“Seriously, Dom? You’re not Gabriel, and it’s not like I can’t look after myself. Don’t be all over-protective. You go get in the queue for the chicken and I’ll be back in a second.”

Dom wanted to protest, but he knew that what she was saying was true, and besides, he knew Kenna couldn’t stand it when he tried to suggest that she needed protection from anything.

“I’ll be right back.” She flashed him a rare smile and then, after a second’s hesitation, kissed him lightly on the cheek, before turning and running in the direction of the large hill just outside the festival.

A little while later, just as he was almost at the front of the queue, Dom heard a thud and what sounded like a scream. Glancing around, no one else seemed to have heard a thing. Still, it probably would be a good idea to have a look around, just in case. Quietly, Dom headed around the back of a cluster of tents a way away from the main festival, and immediately saw the source of the noise. A group of boys, probably about his age, maybe a little older, surrounding one of the girls from the kitchen, a blonde girl that Dom vaguely recalled introducing herself as Rose.

It was fairly obvious what the group intended for the girl, and a dark feeling of fury stole over Dom, without stopping to think, he stormed towards the group.

“Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing? Get away from her!”

The group turned towards him, unimpressed with the interruption.

“Get lost mate. This isn’t anything to do with you.”

“I think you’ll find it is. This doesn’t have to end badly for you guys. Just let the lady go and we can all be on our way.” He declared, with a confidence he didn’t feel.

The group laughed, looking at him with scorn.

“I think you’ll find mate, that the only one this will be ending badly for is you.” One of the boys leered, his face threatening.

In a split second, Dom made a decision. Without stopping to think, he threw the first punch, hitting the guy as hard as he could. For an instant, he felt a rush of satisfaction, before the 5 others surrounding the girl launched themselves at him in fury. Outnumbered, Dom could quickly see which way this was going. He wanted to yell at Rose to run, but he could hardly breathe under the onslaught, and she seemed to be frozen in place terrified. He threw all of his strength into fighting back, but it was quickly becoming clear that this wasn’t going to end well for him, as two of the group restrained him, pinning his arms back, whilst the others advanced menacingly.

“Hey! Get away from him.”

Standing there, her silhouette bathed in the moonlight, her appearance almost mythical, was Kenna. Her hair had mostly fallen out of its braids, hanging in gentle waves around her face, and her fingers clutched a gleaming dagger.

“I said, get the hell away from him.”

“Look sweetheart, this really isn’t anything you need to concern yourself with, how about you just head off now, before you end up joining Blondie here.”

At the insinuation that this man would even dare touch Kenna, fury raced through Dom, giving him strength, and he hurled himself at the man. Instantly, Kenna joined him, her dagger whirling dangerously. Whereas previously, Dom had been hopelessly outmatched, with Kenna at his side, he felt stronger and faster than before, more grounded, like she was his source of strength. It wasn’t long before they’d made quick work of the group, sending them running.

“Thanks.” Dom beamed at her. “I mean obviously I was doing fine, but the help’s always appreciated.”

“Obviously.” Kenna laughed, before her face turned serious as she took in Rose, standing there paralysed. “Is she alright?”  

Dom carefully stepped towards her. “Rose, are you alright?” he whispered, unsure what to do in this situation. Wordlessly, Rose shook her head. In an instant, Kenna gently reached out to her, wrapping her cloak over her shoulders in a second.

“What can we do to help? They didn’t touch you did they?” Kenna whispered, her tone sympathetic and gentle.

Again, Rose shook her head. “I need to find Trystan.” She choked the words out, sobs racking her small frame.

“Your brother?” Dom asked, again vaguely remembering meeting the blonde boy. Rose nodded, tears tracking her face as she sobbed uncontrollably.

“Alright, we’ll find him. Come on.” Kenna whispered, her arm still protectively around Rose as she guided the girl around the back of the tents.

It didn’t take long to find Trystan, although it would perhaps be fairer to say that he found them, running up to them with a panicked look on his face.”

“Rose! Where were you? Are you alright?” He demanded, the worry in his eyes all too clear. Over his shoulder, Dom saw Kenna catch his eye, motioning for him to take Trystan aside and explain. Unsure of himself in such a situation, Dom motioned to Trystan, pulling the younger boy aside and explaining as gently as he could what had happened.

“Oh Gods, I should have been with her. What the hell was I thinking, I shouldn’t have left her, I-“

“Trystan, stop. None of this was your fault. The only people in the wrong here are those bastards, and trust me I’ll see to it that they get what they deserve. But the only thing you need to do now is get Rose back to the castle and look after her. Do not blame yourself when others are the ones at fault.”

“I… I…but” Trystan looked like he wanted to protest, before admitting defeat. “Thank you Dom. I really can’t thank you enough. One day, I will find a way to thank you for this.”

“Don’t worry about it Trystan. Just look after her, okay?”

“Yeah. Thanks, Dom.”

The two of them headed back to Kenna and a slightly calmer Rose.

“Come on Rose, let’s get back. I think tonight’s been scary enough for the both of us.” Trystan smiled weakly, putting his arm protectively around Rose and leading her back towards the castle.

It was only after watching the two of them head back to the castle that Kenna turned to him, a soft smile on her face.

“So that was pretty heroic, throwing yourself at 6 guys to rescue someone. One might almost think you had the ability to handle yourself in a fight.”

“Ah but that would only be the people that don’t know me. You, however, know the truth.” Dom grinned.

“And what would that be?”

“That I have no ability to handle myself in any situation, I simply get by on luck and my dashing good looks.”

Kenna laughed. “Ah, that truth. Yes that I do know. Don’t worry though, your secret’s safe with me.”

Still chuckling, the two of them started to head back to the castle.

It was only as they reached the back entrance to the main wing of the castle, through which Kenna could easily sneak back in, that Dom turned to her, the weight heavy in his chest, but his resolve solid.

“Look, Kenna, about tonight.” He began, forcing him to say the words before his courage left him completely.

“Yeah?” She smiled up at him, her eyes soft and her expression hopeful.

“It can’t happen again. You and me, like that.” Dom felt his heart twist in agony as he saw the smile fall of her face, the confusion apparent.

“Wait, what? But I thought... I mean…”

“It’s not anything to do with you Kenna. Please don’t ever doubt that, this is completely me.”

“That’s bullshit Dom! You can’t just come out with rubbish like that and expect me to buy it. Am I not good enough for you or something? Just some pathetic little girl who’d never even been kissed before tonight? Not all of us are as fortunate to be as experienced as you Dominic Hunter!”

This was not going how he had planned it, not at all.

“What no, Kenna, how can you even think that?”

“Well what else am I supposed to think Dom?” She retorted.

“Kenna, you can’t possibly believe you’re not good enough for me. It’s me that could never be good enough for you! You’re the future Queen of Stormholt, and I’m a nobody with no family and nothing to distinguish myself. Just look at tonight, you spend one evening with me and you end up in the middle of a festival brawl. That’s not supposed to be how things work for a future Queen, Kenna.”

“Don’t say that Dom, that’s not true.” Kenna whispered, the anger leaving her face, making her seem smaller and more vulnerable, very unlike her usual confident demeanour.

“You know it is Kenna, and there’s nothing we can do about it. I really shouldn’t say this, but I need you to know. I love you Kenna. I love you more than anything in the Five Kingdoms. But nothing can ever happen between us, no matter how much we might want it.”

“Dom, stop, I lo-“

“I have to go.” He choked, as he turned on his heel, running away from the situation before he had to see the pain on her face, before he had to see the devastation that he had caused. As fast as he could, he strode away, leaving Kenna standing alone on the steps of the castle.

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