#Madame Thalia

[rwpohl]

hanns lothar - ein kind, ein clown, ein spieler, documentary 1999

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frankenstein. erbarmen zu spät! johannes brandrup, 3sat 1999

fight club: flug in gefahr, theo mezger 1964

[almost-nearly-perfect]

For the weight thing: im not actually sure. Pretty sure it just evaporates [@thehumanhalf ]

For perhaps the first time ever, she’s speechless. At least for a minute or two. She stands with furrowed optic ridges, desperately trying to get her processor to work.

“Sweet Solus Prime, I need some highgrade…”

[theroyalthornoliachronicles]

Bibliothèque Privée, Palais de Thornolie: 1 Juin 1850, 10:30

Le Roi Gaspard: I don't believe I've ever seen you take that out of your room....it does have a lovely melody, does it not?

Madame Adelaide: ...

Le Roi Gaspard: Are you truly going to act so petulant?

Madame Adelaide: I could ask you the same.

Le Roi Gaspard: Watch your tongue. I did not come here to argue.

Madame Adelaide: And I did not come here to be fed more lies.

Le Roi Gaspard: I have not lied to you, Adelaide.

Madame Adelaide: Perhaps...but the secrets you keep are exhausting, Papa.

Le Roi Gaspard: Can you not see I am only doing what is necessary to keep you safe?

Madame Adelaide: You may believe that to be true, but all you're doing is muddying the waters. Besides, I hadly see how telling us about this Thalia is so-

Le Roi Gaspard: What did you say?

Madame Adelaide: Oh...I-

Le Roi Gaspard: I see your nasty habit of eavesdropping has yet to be handled.

Madame Adelaide: I wouldn't have to eavesdrop if you would stop hiding things from us!

Le Roi Gaspard: Now you listen to me! It is unbecoming for you to be gallavanting about putting your ear against closed doors! This behaviour cannot continue!

Madame Adelaide: And you're any better? You are Monsieur le Roi, yet you keep secrets knowing it will affect us all! Knowing-

Le Roi Gaspard: Ça suffit!

Madame Adelaide: Papa, I-

Le Roi Gaspard: Ça suffit...you're right...

Madame Adelaide: Right about what?

Steward: Majesté, le Duc de Clèrisseau has arrived.

Le Roi Gaspard: [Sighs] Merci beaucoup. Escort him to my study and tell him I'll be with him shortly.

Steward: Oui, Monsieur. [Leaves]

Madame Adelaide: ...Papa?

Le Roi Gaspard: [Long Sigh] When the time is right, I promise to tell you and Oliver everything you wish to know...but today is not that day. Pardonnez-moi. [Leaves]

Madame Adelaide: Papa?...Papa!

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[nicoathogwarts]

No one alerted Nico of the incident until McGonagall walked into arithmancy looking more tired then usual. "Mr. di Angelo you are required in the hospital wing at once."

Everyone watched him grab his stuff and leave before they started speculating on what was wrong.

Nico listened as McGonagall briefed him on what happened. "This morning while preparing for his first class of the day professor Hagrid found a girl under a heavy tree branch bleeding from the head. When she woke and was told she was here, she asked for you."

"Did she say her name?"

"Thalia Grace. Kindly escort her back to where she came from, before the rest of the student population finds out about this and I get a hundred howlers about the lack of security."

"Sure professor."

Nico stalked into the hospital wing. "Why are you here? How are you here? You're supposed to be in like, Maine or something."

Thalia smiled "nice to see you too. I have a head injury you know, you could be nice to me."

"You could be in Maine like you're supposed to be."

"I am supposed to be here! The centaurs asked us for help with the overabundance of monster. And seeing you're here, I see why they asked."

Nico considered hexing Thalia, Madame Pomfrey was right there. "Come on, I"ll walk you down to the edge of the forest and you can go back to your cult."

Thalia jumped out of bed, grabbing her bow and quiver from where they'd been set against the wall. "Not a cult."

"It literally is. How'd you get hurt?"

Thalia fell into step besides Nico. "I called stepmother dearest a bitch because I tripped on a root. She did not appreciate it."

"Why would you do that."

Thalia waved off Nico's concern. "I didn't break anything this time. Besides, pretty soon there'll be a few dozen babies she can take her anger out on, I'll be old news."

"I pity your siblings."

"So do-" Thalia paused at the staircases. "Why are the fucking stairs moving di Angelo?"

"Oh, yeah, they do that. Come on, it's not dangerous, just looks dangerous." Nico said, grabbing Thalia's arm to drag her down the steps as she grew impossibly pale.

Everything was alright, slowly but surely they made their way down the steps. Until Thalia stepped on a fake step and fell with a scream, taking Nico down with her.

"What the fuck was that?!" Thalia asked when they were both safe on the real steps.

"False steps. Now come on, McGonagall wanted me to get out of here quietly. So let's go, we can take the stairs, I can levitate you down or we can take the short cut."

Thalia laughed, on the edge of hysteria "am I blonde? Do I have a scar from trying to eat a stapler? No? Then don't you dare think about floating me down. No shadow travel. Just tell me where the fake steps are and if I survive, I won't punch you in the face."

"Deal."

They managed to get down the staircase eventually and Nico lead Thalia to the edge of the forest. "Now fuck off and don't come back, you'll ruin my cover. If you haven't already."

She smiled and pulled him into a tight hug. "Don't die."

"You're the one hunting monsters every day. I hang around mortals all day. I'm more a danger to them then they are to me, magic or not. Now get out of here before someone sees you." He pushed her towards the forest.

[vibratingskull]

Hey There,

May I request a cute fic about Thrawn x Femreader. After book 2 (Alliances), Thrawn and his partner (who is also chiss) find out that a couple of the Chiss Skywalkers they rescued don't actually have families to go back to (perhaps the grysk are responsible?) and decide to ask the girls if they would like to stay with them and be adopted.

(Thrawn doesn't like the idea of them just going back to be used as navigators because of what happened to his sister 😓)

The Reader has been struggling with infertility for years and had ultimately given up on her and Thrawn having a family but is now happy to be able to rescue these girls and also make a new family for them.

Thank you :)

Aaaaaaw, Thrawn and Y/n yearning for a family... So cute, I am always soft for father Thrawn ❤️. I reworked it a bit, I hope you still love it ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

⋆˙⟡♡ Thrawn x F!reader ♡⟡⋆˙

Tags : Reader is infertile, Reader and Thrawn want a daughter, yearning for a child, general fluffiness and happy ending, adoption

addendum : the woman in the pictures "spiritually" represents reader (originally it's Thalias) but at no point Y/n is described in the fic so feel free to ignore that madam if you don't like her, the overall atmosphere of the picture just worked too well to not be used <3

You smile, tucking the girls into beds to sleep at last.  

They look absolutely exhausted, poor little ones. You cannot refrain from gently caressing a strand of hair of one girl behind her ear, her features drawn and tired, but relieved to be between warm covers and pillows. 

Karyn helped you take care of them with another officer knowing a bit of Sy Bisty, but it was obvious the girls preferred to be around you, another Chiss. 

The way all their visages lighted up in disbelief and relief when you and Thrawn appeared to them.  

Two Chiss in this weird alien place, so far away from home, what were the odds? 

The youngest, a 5-year-old burst into tears when she saw you two. Immediately the oldest tried to calm her down, telling her that this demeanor was not proper for a Chiss Skywalker, but you interrupted them with a gentle hand on their shoulders and took the little one in your arms, she hugged you so hard you had difficulties breathing, but that was the least you could do! 

Thrawn ordered Karyn to find an officer speaking Sy Bisty to take care of all of them. But that would have been too much work for only one person so you followed, holding the little one in one arm and another by the hand. 

The first stop was obviously the med bay! 

They all kept their stern and untouchable mask that Skywalkers are trained to have no matter what, but they were obviously very impressed by the droids, so you explained to them how they worked and obeyed and they slowly relaxed around them. 

They were examined, had an X-ray, and received shots for the local illness, fortunately, they were all in good health, just very fatigued and with an empty stomach. 

The next stop was the mess hall for them to fill them up as much as they wanted. The droid grumbled that they should only have one serving but you shut it up and they ate their fill. You started to hear some discreet laughs between the girls while you attended the youngest ones to cut their meat.  Slowly the atmosphere warmed up and they started to talk, to you and between them. 

No one was in the mess at that moment, you had the entire place for yourself, alleviating the stress of being among near-Chiss aliens. The girls devoured their plates, to your relief. 

Suddenly, all the girls turned toward the door and fall mute 

Everyone, except the little one on your lap 

“Is everything all right around here?” A majestic and rich voice you love resonated in the room. 

You turned with a smile to Thrawn approaching silently, hands clasped behind his back. 

“Yes, ch’acah. They are all in good health, they received the shots and now they eat.” 

“Very good.” He praised sternly, “I am glad to hear it, we should soon send them back.” 

You received this news like a punch in the stomach. 

Of course, you will need to send them back to the Ascendancy! But... So soon? 

Why not let them enjoy a bit of free time? A bit of liberty. 

They were so joyful and lively at that moment, with the one on your lap eating her lentils, keeping them around before sending them back to that crushing machine could alleviate their heart a bit. 

The little one on your lap took a bite too big and started coughing up her lentils while you tapped her back gently. Thrawn approached and whipped her little mouth with a towel gently before caressing the top of her head and looking at the assembly of children who dared not utter a word in his presence. 

“Eat up, Skywalkers. You are safe with us, we will find a way to send you bak to the Ascendancy quickly.” 

The oldest ones answered politely while the youngest just nodded, impressed by the Grand Admiral standing there. 

You could not help but gulp, feeling your throat drying out drastically at that news. 

“Ch’acah?” Thrawn asked. 

You raised your gaze to meet his, ‘do not get your hopes up’ written in his burning orbs. 

You sighed, lowering your eyes before him, saddened. 

“... All right.” You admited. 

“Perfect. I let them in your care.” He approved before leaving as silently as he appeared. 

“Is he mad?” the little one asked, almost scared. 

You sadly smiled. 

“No, not at all, do not worry.” You reassured her, “He just wants to make sure you all feel well for your time with us before we send you back. He is not mad at you.” 

She nodded a bit, slightly reassured that she was not in trouble, and resumed eating. 

You sighed in your mind. 

Thrawn guessed immediately 

He only had to look at you once with them to catch up with what you wanted to ask him. 

He is not a genius for nothing. 

But that kills you inside. 

You snap back to reality when you hear a choked sob coming from the first guest suite you put the girls in. You check the girls here one last time and head to the other suite, peaking your head inside. 

“Everything is all right here?” You ask soflty. 

Again, you discover one of the oldest hugging the youngest on the couch of the suite, out of bed and not sleeping. The little girl is in tears and the other seems to be running out of tricks to console her. You immediately kneel next to the couch, inviting the grown girl to go back to sleep and let you handle the tears. 

You wrap your arms around the little Chiss, Gewakii as she told you, and lift her up from the couch, carrying her outside to let the girls sleep in peace. Your first instinct was to go to the private salon of the Chimaera, but it is for the highest officers and you are a civilian and she would feel uncomfortable around all those aliens. 

So you head toward your and Thrawn’s suite. A place intimate and peaceful for her to calm down. You put her on the pricey sofa of the living room and prepare her a creamy hot chocolate, sitting next to her while she gulps down the treat with large sips, letting out a big sigh each time she lowers the cup. 

“Tell me what’s wrong.” You softly invite. 

“I... I don’t want to be a skywalker anymore!�� She cries with big tears, the cup trembling in her hands. 

“And why is that?” You circle her shoulders with an arm to press her against you tenderly. 

“It’s hard! I don’t like it!” She grits her teeth, “I... I wanna go home!” 

You gulp, caressing her wet cheek. 

Home 

Does she even remember it? 

From what Thrawn revealed to you of the process, she won’t remember anything. Only that she had a family before, a real one, but will forever be unable to remember a single feature of her parent’s face or the sound of their voices. 

They will be perfect strangers to her. 

Those memories... Are whipped out of their minds forever. 

She just knows she used to belong to somewhere different than the Skywalker order, somewhere she hoped was warmer. 

“The Ascendancy is your home.” You try. 

“I... I know, but... I want my real home! My... My mom!” 

You gently press her tighter, you are basically a stranger to her, but the best you can do is offer some love and affection while she cries. 

“I am sorry, Gewakii. You are born with a powerful gift, a gift vital for the Ascendancy’s survival. You are a hero and they need you as much as possible.” 

“But I don’t wanna be a hero!” she sobs, “I want to be... normal!” 

You hold onto each other while she cries. She is only 5 and already lived through so, so much. She deserves to rest and feel familial love hugging her, go to school like any little girl, have a favorite plushie, and play with friends. 

But she is shipped from ship to ship, forced down a seat too big for her to guide the warships to battle, afraid of the future... 

She has no familly name anymore 

She is just Gewakii 

Gewakii the 5-year-old Skywalker, flying from battle to battle, with only one caregiver to console her at night if she ever bothered to. 

Your heart bleeds as you feel her tears wet your shirt as she hugs you tight, crying her eyes out. 

She finally calms down after long minutes, sighing tiredly in your arms.  

“Wait a second.” You say like a secret. 

You leave her on the couch and take a deep breath, opening one door. 

You light up the unused nursery and take a step inside, observing the empty crib and the colorful pattern on the wall. You approach a chest of drawers where an armada of plushies are resting, still and useless. 

You grab one green rabbit with colorful patterns, remembering how you noticed it on the shelves of the boutique, pulling Thrawn inside excitedly 

‘For our first one!’ You said full of hope that day 

Thrawn gently smiled and bought the rabbit that you proudly held in your arms in the street, impatient to give it to your firstborn. 

Might as well offer this one... 

You come back with a smile and give her the plushie that she contemplates with puffy eyes. 

“What’s its name?” She asks, her voice still trembling a bit. 

“It doesn’t have any. You can name it as you wish, it is yours now.” 

She gently presses it against her chest. 

“Nana never let me have a plushie...” 

“Nana?” 

“...My caregiver.”  

“Oh...” 

You don’t make any comment saying that she can’t forbid her now, considering she probably died defending her, maybe even in front of her. 

“She said I will have one when I will do a better job as a skywalker...” 

You pinch your lips together, that Nana sounded like a real... 

“I never got one in the end.” 

“No one here will take it from you.” You reassure, taking her on your lap gently, “It is your companion from now on.” 

She sighs, letting her head rest on your chest, being cradled by your rhythmic respiration. 

You both remain silent and still, hugging each other tenderly on the sofa when you feel a hand gently caressing your cheek. 

You open your eyes with a yawn before realizing she is no more on your lap. 

“I took her back to bed.” Thrawn explains softly, raising back up, “You were both sleeping in the cold living room.” 

“Oh...” You yawn eyes full of sleep, “Did she have her plushie?” 

“She was holding it tighter than a nightwolf holds its prey.” He muses, taking his white jacket off. 

You weakly nod, you hope she will better sleep with it at least. 

“Thrawn.” You start 

“I know what you are going to ask, Ch’acah.” he stops you immediately, “You know we cannot.” 

You jump on your feet, hands pressed as in prayer. 

“Those are just little girls! They deserve to know the warmth of love and family!” 

“Those girls are assets to the Ascendancy’s survival.” He retorts calmly, tidying his jacket in the closet. 

“Thrawn!” You protest, outraged, “This is unfair, this is-” 

“Ch’acah.” He stops raising a hand before turning to you, eyes clear and assured, “This is not a matter of fairness but of fact. Those girls are a blessing to the Ascendancy, they were born to help warriors protect the Chiss population from war and devastation. I do not like it more than you do, trust me I do not. But this is a sacrifice we are all making to protect our worlds.” 

You start shaking, your lower lip trembling terribly. 

“This is an odious way to see things... Those are children.” 

“And they accomplish their duties for other children to leave in peace and protection. Once they are done, they will be adopted by the most prestigious families, they will enter the best schools, and follow a path paved of Nyix and gold. They will find a family that would be delighted and honored to adopt them and nurture their future, they won’t be alone for the rest of their life.” 

“I know... I know...” You cry, “I know... But it is so unfair. They only wish for a familly and us...” 

You hiccup, tears rolling down your cheeks. 

Thrawn comes to take you in his arms, gently pressing you against his large chest, caressing your hair. 

“I know, Ch’acah. We hoped for so long for a little one and those girls are like blessings who fell on our laps. But they are not our blessings. They are assets, as I am. Our life is not ruled by our desires but by our duties.” 

“Maybe you are! I am not! I am free!” You counter. 

Thrawn may be subservient to the Asscendancy’s navy but you are a civilian, you stole a ship and fled after your beloved through the neverending universe until you caught his trail in this human empire. 

“You are a criminal in the eyes of the Chiss, like me Ch’acah. How do you think they would react if they learned that two criminals retained Skywalkers on their ships? This would be a declaration of war and you know I need the Empire to save us all.” 

You press your face in your hands, head resting on his chest, listening to his peaceful heartbeat while he cradles you. 

“She was so warm in my arms...” 

“I know Ch’acah.” 

“She stopped crying when I hugged her.” 

“I know, ch’eo Ch’acico...” 

“It felt so right. She just wants her mother, I... I could be her mother...!” 

“My heart grieves with you, Ch’acah. I prayed so long for a daughter, but you know we simply cannot. Those girls have a destiny and ours is to correct the course of fate to send them back to their true place.” 

You feel your legs failing under you and Thrawn kneels to accompany the movement and not let you fall, still hugging you tight. You ugly cry in the arms of your tender husband. 

You know he is right. 

You know he is! 

But feeling Gewakii’s little heart beats with yours like a symphony... It felt like she was yours 

It felt soft 

It felt warm 

It felt right 

You felt like you could wake up for her each time she had a nightmare and cook her lunch for each day at school... 

It felt like the piece you’ve been missing in your life for so long. 

“I know it is my fault if we are’nt parents, bu-but...” You try to catch your breath 

Thrawn’s grip instantly hardens around you, almost painful. 

“I forbid you from saying that, Ch’acah.” He orders harshly, “I forbid you from holding yourself responsible. This is not your fault. This is nobody’s fault.” 

He parts from you to cup your cheeks in his hands, looking at you with so much love you can’t see his pupil in his eyes. 

“The Warrior refused to bless us with a baby, this is not your responsibility. We will find a way one day, I promise you. A daughter for us both.” He assures, kissing your forehead lovingly as you slowly calm down. 

He lifts you up bridal style and heads toward the bedroom, brushing his cheek on the top of your head. 

“Let’s sleep, Ch’acah. You have to take care of the Skywalkers tomorrow too.” 

“For how long will they stay here...?” You weakly ask. 

“A week at minimum. Maybe two, it will depend on how quickly I can communicate safely with the Ascendancy, but once they know we have abducted Skywalker on board they will be here swiftly.” 

“... All right...” You abdicate. 

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Thrawn cannot sleep. 

You keep crying even in your sleep, sighing your sorrow deeply even in Morpheus arms. 

He cannot fault you. 

He too ardently craves a baby 

A daughter to hug and cherish all day long... 

But the Warrior decided othewise and he accepted it. 

Or rather he resigned himself. 

When the news arrived that you were infertile he felt the urge to burn the results before you laid eyes on them. But he owed you the truth and you wanted to know why getting pregnant took so much time. 

He knows since that day you silently held yourself responsible. You knew he wanted a baby so much with you, but your barren womb was of no use and you hated yourself for that. 

He could never hate you, even for that. 

Even if you can’t have children, at least you are together as a team and a couple. 

If he had the choice he would have preferred to be the one infertile, to not see shadows darkening your soft smile, to not burden yourself anymore. You offer him so much every day and you can’t even see it yourself. 

He could not believe his eyes when he spotted you on the docks that fateful day. You crossed the entire galaxy for a frenzied hunt in the hope of finding him? Just to be with him of all people? If he was not in public he would have dropped to his knees before you. 

And since you left your entire life, family, friends, and career behind just to be with him, you became his best support in his life and career. The empire refused you a formal job in the Navy but he took you as a civilian “assistant” to help him daily and allowed you to live together on the Chimaera. 

Your support is of utmost importance to him, your embrace is his salvation, your smile is his strength keeping him going. 

You give him so much, but choose to focus on that one detail instead, measuring your worth to your inability to give your couple a baby. 

So he gives you even more love to counterbalance your low self-esteem. Even if you can’t have a child together, he would want nobody else as his wife and partner. 

It is you and him until death do you part. 

He turns his head to you lying next to him in the master bed of the suite. He can guess your trembling shoulder and the choked sobs coming from you. 

His beloved, his Ch’acah... 

How can he be so powerless to appease your pain? Why is it out of his control? If only he could make your pain disappear with the snap of his fingers, you would never shed a single tear again. 

He rolls on his side, wrapping his arms around you to embrace you in your sleep, feeling your heart beating against the palm of his hand. 

He only had to look at you, to see your blissful smile when that little girl was eating on your lap to guess what you were hoping for. 

He knows you so well. 

But he cannot allow it. 

Those girls are the ultimate rempart for the Chiss security. To deny their return is to condemn your entire people. 

And he made the vow to protect the Chiss even at the cost of his life 

Or his personal happiness. 

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You sigh 

It has been a week and soon a Chiss ship will come to collect the girl to take them back to their soul-crushing existence... 

This week has been a blessing, allowing you to fulfill your fantasy of being a mother to so many adorable little girls. 

It was a real dream 

But it is time to wake up and face reality. 

“Why are you sad (Y/n)?” One of them asks you, pulling you back to reality. 

You shake yourself up and smile at her brightly. 

“Nothing, I am just a bit tired. Show me your drawing!” You invite. 

She gives the final touches sticking her tongue in focus and shows you the flimsy sheet with a big smile. 

“Oooooooooh, it’s really good!” You praise, discovering a field of wheat seen from above with a lake and the edge of a forest, “The colors are really pretty! Thrawn, look!” 

Thrawn on the other side of the table raises his head and shot a tight grin and a nod at the piece. 

“Very interesting hatching technique, it is clear you have been drawing for some time now.” He praise 

She giggles, a bit embarrassed by the compliments and you give her a new sheet to draw again. Thrawn is on a break while Karyn just left to take command and he came to spend time with everyone. 

A little like 

A father with his children. 

He come see each girls and gives a compliment to each painting with polite focus when they explain in lengthy detail their creative process, asking them questions on the subject or the medium, supporting them with a paternal smile. 

You silently walk among the girls trying to paint, silently chuckling at the mess of paint on the table while they trace lines on their sheets, creating new worlds at the tip of their brush. The eldest either preferred to read a book you landed them or help you manage the little ones. 

You approach Gewakii with a gentle grin, kneeling next to her child-size chair. She barely spoke for the day and you don’t see her paint, she just hugs her rabbit tight, sucking her thumb to try and appease herself. You caress her back gently. 

“You don’t wanna paint Gewakii?” 

She shrugs 

“I don’t know what to paint...” 

“Anything! A flower, a tree, a bedroom, your plushie!” 

She pushes the empty flimsy sheet she had in front of her to reveal a rough drawing of the bunny. 

“Oooooh so you did paint something. You like your bunny?” You nudge her delicately. 

She nods silently, resuming her tongue sucking as her grip on the plushie tightens. The drawing quality is what you can expect from a 5 year old, but it is vibrant with a lot of small heart surrounding the plushie. 

“Did you name it, Gewakii?” Thrawn appears out of nowhere on the other side of the her, kneeling to put himself at her level. 

She considers the bunny with a sniff, pursing her lips as she thinks. 

“Floppy.” She declares, “His name is Floppy.” 

You take one of Floppy’s paws and shake it respectfully. 

“A pleasure, Mr. Floppy.” You declare assuredly. 

She looks at you silently, visibly trying to refrain from smiling, trying to keep her ‘mask’ in place. 

So you stick your tongue at her and she starts giggling behind her mouth. 

“What could we paint next, Thrawn?” You ask, pulling a bowl of brush and a white sheet toward you three to start a drawing all together, “... Thrawn?” 

You turn to him as you get no response. Thrawn is slightly frowning, detailing the Floppy painting with his sharp gaze, focusing on the drawing like he is analyzing it. 

You know of his talent for building entire war tactics on the analysis of your enemies’ art, but what can he see in a 5 year-old's drawing? 

“Thrawn?” You insist. 

He raises his hand to sush you, frowning deeper. 

You and Gewakii look at him in silence, wondering what thoughts are flying in his brain. 

“Gewakii.” He finally puts the drawing down, looking at the little girl, “Would you please follow me? I need your help for something.” 

She looks at him horrified. 

“Did I do something?” She pleads, hiding her face behind Mr.Floppy. 

“No, of course not.” He shakes his head soflty, lowering the plushie to look into her eyes, “But I need some assistance for a little experience, and I have the feeling only you can help me.” 

She looks at him mute in incredulity before turning toward you with round eyes. You nod to her encouragingly. 

Thrawn gentlemanly offers his hand for her to stand up and she hesitantly takes it and follows him out of the small art room, clinging to him. 

“Why did he took Gewakii?” A girl asks, stopping her reading. 

“I do not know...” You confess. 

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You sigh, combing your hair before your mirror, ready to go to sleep. 

Taking care of so many children is quite exhausting even if it is thrilling, you are ready to fall face-first on your mattress and sleep without a dream. 

All the girls are sleeping, some with new plushies that you had no use for and soon, a Chiss ship will be here to collect them and everything will be like before. 

Without children’s laughter coursing the Chimaera’s... 

You will be alone once more 

Without a little hand to hold and kiss. 

You sigh again when the bedroom’s door shushes open to let appear Thrawn, focused on a datapad. 

“Ah, there you are!” You welcome him, “You completely disappeared with Gewakii for the rest of the day!” 

“I had an important experiment to conduct.” He explains mysteriously before handing you his datapad. 

You take it to discover graphs and values you can’t make sense of, prompting you to frown at him for more information. 

“These are Gewakii’s data, I measured them today.” 

You raise an eyebrow, still without the crucial details. 

“(Y/n), she lost her third sight.” He drops. 

You open your mouth agape 

“But... She is so young... How?” 

“I suspect her third sight was extremely weak to begin with.” 

“But then why did the Ascendancy put her in service?” 

“I think the Ascendancy is getting desperate. The number of Skywalker was already on the decline when I entered the forces, and I think it is even worse now.” 

You look down the values again. 

So young 

What is the Ascendancy is going to say? 

“Did you warn them?” 

“Yes. Admiral Ar’alani is extremely displeased by the news, she hoped to get back operative Skywalkers and she just lost one, even if her record said her performances were mediocre.” 

You let out a breath. Gewakii hates her life as a Skywalker, even if the Ascendacy lost a precious tool, at least she will now be able to have a normal life at last... 

“So she will get adopted now, I presume.” You say almost to yourself, “I think... She will be happy to learn that news.”   

“Not necessarily. A family of the 8 or 40 would adopt her, but would not give them parental figures like a mother and father but tutors and teachers, i do not think this is something she really wanted.” 

You lay the datapad on your lap, defeated. 

“Poor little one... She cannot catch a break.” 

“This is why I deposed an official demand of adoption by Ar’alani’s intermediary.” 

... 

You remain still, eyes fixed on the screen, Thrawn’s words resonating in your head like an echo. 

You slowly turn toward your husband. 

“Care to repeat that?” You ask with a trembling voice. 

“I formaly asked to adopt Gewakii.” He repeats calmly, looking at you with a soft gaze despite his stern expression. 

The air is sucked out of your lungs like you have been punched and your hands start trembling as you feel tears rising behind your eyes. 

“... Really?” 

He nods with a tight smile. 

“Ar’alani put pressure on the process with Ba’kif helps. They accepted.” 

If you were not already sitting you would have fall to the ground. You break down crying, hiding your mouth behind your mouth as your sob. 

“We have a daughter, Ch’acah.” Thrawn repeats warmly, coming closer. 

In tears you stand up to take your husband in your arms. 

A child 

A daughter 

A little one to brighten your days 

A little one to love and cherish to no end 

At last... 

“Are you happy, Ch’acah?” Thawn inquires as he hugs you tight. 

“Yes...” You hiccup, “Yes I am... I am so happy.” 

You hugged each other tight all night long, happy, discussing how best to break the news to Gewakii tomorrow morning, maybe throw a little party with you two and the girls  before they have to say goodbye. 

Finally 

You are a mother of a wonderful little girl 

Like you and Thrawn always dreamed off... 

The Warrior did not abandon you, in the end. 

@bluechiss @justanothersadperson93 @thrawnspetgoose @Thrawnalani @twilekchiss @dance-like-russia-isnt-watching @obbicrystaleo @elise2174@davesrightshoe @holylonelyponyeatingmacaroni @princesslunamoon19 @janjtje @helrose8 

[companion-showdown]

Who is the best companion to get intoxicated with?

this tournament was suggested anonymously

GRAND FINAL

Ace McShane vs Donna Noble

SEMI FINALS

Ace McShane vs Wilfred Mott

Jack Harkness vs Donna Noble

QUARTERFINALS

Ace McShane vs Jamie McCrimmon

Wilfred Mott vs Bill Potts

Jack Harkness vs Jo Grant

Donna Noble vs Iris Wildthyme

previous rounds under the cut

ROUND 4

Ace McShane vs K9

Ruby Sunday vs Jamie McCrimmon

Wilfred Mott vs Liz Shaw

Dan Lewis vs Bill Potts

Jack Harkness vs Irving Braxiatel

Madam Vastra vs Jo Grant

Donna Noble vs Missy

Iris Wildthyme vs The TARDIS

ROUND 3

Ace McShane vs River Song

Charley Pollard vs K9

Ruby Sunday vs Dodo Chaplet

Rose Tyler vs Jamie McCrimmon

Delgado!Master vs Wilfred Mott

Romana II vs Liz Shaw

Barbara Wright vs Dan Lewis

Frobisher vs Bill Potts

Jack Harkness vs Martha Jones

Polly Wright vs Irving Braxiatel

Madam Vastra vs Koschei

Sarah-Jane Smith vs Jo Grant

Donna Noble vs Bernice Summerfield

Clara Oswald vs Missy

Iris Wildthyme vs Romana I

The TARDIS vs Tegan Jovanka

ROUND 2

Day 2

Jack Harkness vs Liv Chenka

Martha Jones vs Alan Turing

Polly Wright vs Mel Bush

Chris Cwej vs Irving Braxiatel

Madam Vastra vs Jason Kane

Koschei vs McQueen!Master

Sarah-Jane Smith vs Narvin

Ruth Leonidus vs Jo Grant

Donna Noble vs Vislor Turlough

Bernice Summerfield vs Steven Taylor

Wolsey vs Clara Oswald

Clarence the Angel vs Missy

Iris Wildthyme vs Karra

Romana I vs Romana III

Compassion vs The TARDIS

Hebe Harrison vs Tegan Jovanka

Day 1

Ace McShane vs God the Computer

Evelyn Smythe vs River Song

Sabalom Glitz vs Charley Pollard

Miranda Who vs K9

Ruby Sunday vs Hex Schofield

Dodo Chaplet vs Panna

Vicki Pallister vs Rose Tyler

Peri Brown vs Jamie McCrimmon

Delgado!Master vs Fitz Kreiner

Wilfred Mott vs Leela

The Brigadier vs Romana II

Liz Shaw vs The Black Dalek Leader

Barbara Wright vs Nyssa

Lucie Miller vs Dan Lewis

Father Kreiner vs Frobisher

Amy Pond vs Bill Potts

ROUND 1

(too many links for the post to work but all matches under the tag intoxication: round 1)

Day 1

Ace McShane vs Adric

Tegan Jovanka vs Victoria Waterfield

Delgado!Master vs Aris

Jo Grant vs Sutekh

Jamie McCrimmon vs Kamelion

Barbara Wright vs Harry Sullivan

The Black Dalek Leader vs Mother Francesca

Irving Braxiatel vs Elspeth (Where Angels Fear)

Iris Wildthym vs Peter Summerfield

C'rizz vs God the Computer

Romana III vs Carmen Yeh

McQueen!Master vs Mr Crofton

Wolsey vs Sam Bishop

Jack Harkness vs Rory Williams

Bill Potts vs Mickey Smith

Donna Noble vs Ryan Sinclair

Day 2

K9 vs Grace Holloway

Sabalom Glitz vs Sara Kingdom

Polly Wright vs Mike Yates

The Brigadier vs Morbius

Panna vs Varsh

Vicki Pallister vs Karuna

Father Kreiner vs Cousin Anastasia

Alan Turing vs Captain Magenta

Compassion vs Jack McSpringheel

Evelyn Smythe vs Renée Thalia

Frobisher vs Sabbath Dei

Narvin vs Lola Denison

Ruby Sunday vs Ianto Jones

Missy vs Yasmin Khan

Madam Vastra vs Sally Sparrow

Dan Lewis vs Graham O'Brien

Day 3

Steven Taylor vs Ben Jackson

Sarah-Jane Smith vs Zoe Heriot

Leela vs Ian Chesterton

Soldeed vs Vislor Turlough

Tremas vs Peri Brown

Dodo Chaplet vs Duggan

Bernice Summerfield vs Pandora

Koschei vs Valarie Lockwood

Lucie Miller vs The War King

Charley Pollard vs Joseph (The Doomsday Manuscript)

Miranda Who vs Eliza

Chris Cwej vs Adrian Wall

Death's Head vs Hebe Harrison

Jane Austen vs Amy Pond

River Song vs Gwen Cooper

The TARDIS vs Beep the Meep

Day 4

Romana II vs Chang Lee

The Three Who Rule vs Liz Shaw

The Kandyman vs Nyssa

Sergeant Benton vs Karra

Mel Bush vs Susan Foreman

Romana I vs Erato

Jason Kane vs V.M.McCrimmon

Clarence the Angel vs Scarlette

Hex Schofield vs Cousin Justine

John (Another Girl, Another Planet) vs Liv Chenka

Ruth Leonidus vs D'Eon

Fitz Kreiner vs The Original Golden Dalek Emperor

Martha Jones vs Bannakaffalatta

Wilfred Mott vs Toshiko Sato

Rose Tyler vs Vincent van Gogh

Clara Oswald vs Nardole

links to previous tournaments

[miffy-junot]

Junot’s affair with “Mlle V”

As Junot Governor of Paris Junot had several affairs, and here, in an 1825 French gossip article, the story of one of these liaisons is told. In the usual fashion of the time, elaborate euphemisms are used and names are censored, but the tale is still rather scandalous.

To relax himself with the tete-a-tetes of the hymen*, Junot frequently shut himself up in the boudoir of Mademoiselle V..., but always accompanied by mystery.

However, he could not hide his assiduities from all eyes, and soon none of the priestesses of Thalia** was unaware that Junot was the keeper of Mademoiselle V... For a long time Mademoiselle M..., who had been anxious to have a duke for a lover, did not see without spite that her comrade had seduced one of them; but concealing her vexation, she became very assiduous with Mademoiselle V..., hoping to take Junot from her by dint of merry-go-round and coquetry. Vain hope; Junot was constant, and the happy V... was going to be a mother. It was then necessary to think of revenge.

The governor of Paris, in order to preserve the appearances with which he had been able to cover his intrigue, asked the prefect of the palace for a leave of absence for V..., and lodged her in a pretty country house, where, enjoying his mistress exclusively, he carried her off from cackles and scandals. M... had spied on the conduct of V... She knew of her retirement, and presented herself under the pretext of inquiring after her health. The visits continued until Lucina came to take care of the priestess of Melpomene***.

From that moment on, M... ceased her visits, and Madame Junot received fifty notes of announcement in the following terms: "Mademoiselle V... has the honor to inform you that she has fortunately given birth to a boy. Mother and child are doing well. From General Junot, Duke of Abrantes." A few hundred of these notes were distributed among the highest society.

*.....google hymen.

**a euphemistic way of saying that even the most innocent women knew

***a euphemism for giving birth

note: It is believed that the identity of this "Mlle V" is the French actress Mademoiselle Volnais, the stage name of Claudine-Placide Croizet-Ferriere.

source

[queer-red-panda]

INTRO POST

Hi! My name’s Jace! My pronouns are she/he/they, I’m a queer, gender fluid human! I’m an art enthusiast, history nerd, and music geek, and an avid RP fan. I'm also HOH but have hearing aids :>

RP BLOGS

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[apollocabinrep]

Y'all aren't ready for my pjo x ctc crossover era.

Irid and Madam as Lee Fletcher and Luke Castellan, Lillium and Iris as Nico Di Angelo and Will Solace, Penny as Clarisse La Rue, Rosalie as Hazel Levesque, Christie as Zoë Nightshade, Councilman Walters as Ethan Nakamura, Sunny as Harley, Heather as Reyna, Begonia as Thalia

Rest of casting coming soon; feel free to send asks abt this because I have thought a bit about how and why I've casted this way and alternative castings for crossovers :3

[ren-meteor]

Finally sat down and did an MK1 Tethys bio 😔

The format belongs to @starneko123 🥰

First Name: Tethys - Greek Goddess of Freshwater

Last Name: Marsalis - ‘Little Soldier’ or ‘Warlike’

Date of Birth: October 20th

Age: 24

Alias: Nomad

Gender: Female

Siblings: n/a

Sexuality: Bisexual 

Species: Half Human, Half Edenian

Hair Color: Warm Brown

Eye Color: Brown

Origins: Earthrealm

Current Location: Earthrealm 

Height: 5’8

Alignment: Neutral Good

Status: Alive

Affiliation: Lin Kuei (Formerly)

 Shirai Ryu 

White Lotus Society (Ally)

Physical Health: Excellent

Mental Health: Good

Likes:

Oceans

Beaches 

Sailing

Helping others

Gardening

Stargazing

Protecting Earthrealm

Dislikes:

Disrespect

Greed

Liars

Manipulation

Injustice

Unnecessary death

Stats

Speed: 5/10

Agility: 7/10

Intelligence: 9/10

Strength: 9/10

Stamina: 8/10

Stealth: 9/10

Cooperation: 7/10

Durability: 8/10

Fighting Skills:  9/10

Flexibility: 6/10

Reflexes: 8/10

Instincts: 7/10

Mentors:

Bi-Han

Kuai Liang

Madam Bo

Thalia Marsalis

Zaid

Rain

Family:

Zaid (Father - Alive)

Thalia Marsalis (Mother - Deceased)

Rain (Cousin - Alive)

Love Interest: Tomas Vrbada

Love Status: Lovers

Weapons / Accessories

Jewel of the Edenian Sea

 Greek Short Spears (formed using water)

Powers:

Water manipulation - Hydrokinesis 

 Healing

 Teleportation

 Turning into a liquid state/hide in water

Pulling moisture out different sources (plants, humans, air, earth)

Personality:  

In Liu Kang’s new timeline, Tethys is much more headstrong than previous iterations. She still cares for those around her deeply, and would do anything to keep them safe, but can be a bit more reckless on how she deals with threats. She is still reliable, passionate and altruistic, but can be a bit intense at times. Tethys also enjoys the thrill of battle more than her previous iterations, and while fighting is almost never an option she would choose first, there is always the hope in the back of her mind that it ends up going that way. 

Tethys is also a bit more morally grey this time around, doing what’s best for her and those she is close to, regardless of laws or order. A downside to this, though, is she can be more easily persuaded or manipulated into doing something that may seem beneficial to her/her loved ones, but really only helps the benefactor. 

History: 

Tethys was born from an affair between her mother, Thalia, who was one of Liu Kang’s champions, and a powerful Edenian water mage, Zaid. She grew up among many people, but spent much of her time alongside the Lin Kuei. Her mother had been taken in after losing her family, as Tethys’ grandfather had been close to a previous Grandmaster, and in turn trained her daughter in a hybrid of their ways. 

Tethys was granted the ability to travel between Earthrealm and Outworld, being able to spend time with her father and his people. During a short visit, she found her affinity for water magics, and her ability to control and manipulate it. Her father trained her whenever they were together, whether they were alone or Rain joined them, due to Zaid being his uncle. During their training, she found herself a friendly rival in her cousin Rain. 

During her training with the Lin Kuei, she was mostly influenced by Bi-Han. She developed her abilities into a harsh, strong, more intense but still fluid style. She enjoyed the strength she felt with the fighting style, as it made her feel as though she could prove herself among the strongest of fighters. 

Because of their time spent together, Tethys developed feelings for Bi-Han. She kept them to herself, but eventually he found out. After a brief fling, the two had a falling out but remained professional due to their duties. Because of her tactical prowess and ability to assess situations quickly, she often found herself working with him anyway, so quickly had to shove her feelings out of the way, resulting in a sort of resentment for Bi-Han. She still cared deeply for him, but it was no longer in a romantic way.

As time went on, Tethys spent more time alongside the other two brothers, going on missions with both Kuai Liang and Tomas. While working with Tomas, she found that she had a knack for stealth work, and the two ended up getting along and working together quite well. At first, they bonded over their mutual feelings about Bi-Han, but eventually developed into an honest, good and wholesome friendship. It made their teamwork on missions that much more cohesive.

Tethys had worked and trained together with Tomas consistently for almost two years before she realized that she had fallen for him. She didn’t register it at first, but she eventually noticed when the two would hold eye contact for a little longer than necessary, the small touches between them- on the arm, their back or hands. Her mood rose when he was with her, and missed him when he wasn’t. She craved his laugh, his smile. 

The two hadn’t acted on their affections though until after a particularly rough mission where Tethys ended up injured. All feelings for each other came to a head and after sitting on it overnight, the two entered a relationship the next day. 

 By the time the events of MK1 roll around, they’ve been together for almost a year. She assists in the assessment of Kung Lao and Raiden, fighting Raiden at first before taking the fall. After the potential champions get recruited to train with the monks, Tethys joins them to assist in teaching them to fight against people who have magical abilities. 

Once Raiden is chosen as champion she joins the group in Outworld, acting as a bodyguard/guide, and to pay a visit to old friends and family. After winning the tournament, Tethys returned to the Lin Kuei. Once learning about the soul stealers, she was tasked along with the brothers to destroy them. She stays outside with Tomas, watching over the soul stealers to make sure they weren’t activated. 

After meeting back with Kuai Liang and learning of Bi-Han’s betrayal, Tethys hesitated. She knew of Bi-Han’s want to turn the Lin Kuei into a ruling factor of Earthrealm, and saw his point of view behind it. But this was not the way she wanted to do it. She wanted to help lead, not rule. She didn’t want power over anyone. 

When running into Bi-Han on their way out, he tried to sway her to his side, persuading and telling her what she needed to hear to switch sides. If she was alone, it would have worked. But both Tomas and Kuai Liang grounded her back in reality and she rejected Bi-Han’s proposition. The three of them left after the quick fight, regrouping back with Liu Kang and informing him on the developments. 

Tethys joins the other champions during the fight against the dragon warriors, fighting on ground level to destroy as many as she could. She also fought alongside the group against their evil counterparts, and in turn met with the Tethys who was victorious against Shang Tsung in her own timeline. After a grueling battle for their timeline and a few life lessons from her prior self, she along with the others were successful in protecting their timeline. 

Once the dust had settled, she joined Kuai Liang, Harumi and Tomas in forming the new Shirai Ryu.

[nirikeehan]

I was going to give you a Metrion prompt but this one jumped out and punched me in the face for some Samson/Thalia, sorry. "Sillage (French) - (n.) The scent that lingers in air, the trail left in water, the impression made in space after something or someone has been and gone; the trace of someone’s perfume." from the Otherworldly Prompts pt 1

THANK YOU I LOVE THIS. this is the start of a scene between Samson and Vivienne in nightmare!au, but I promise Thalia does factor in. The Red Templars have captured Vivienne and Samson intends to grill her for info on where she let Cullen and Thalia escape to.

WC: 542

For @dadrunkwriting

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The cells in Comte Cock-For-Brains’ dungeon were down too many bloody flights of stairs. Circular stone stairs that wound and wound, leaving Samson dizzy once he reached the bottom. He took another surreptitious shot of red while his retinue were collecting the keys from the gaoler, a fat old bastard who had two teeth and was partially deaf. He’d manned the lord’s dungeons for nigh on fifty years, and was going to make them wait fifty more out of sheer incompetence. 

The swallow steadied Samson, at the least. He looked to Barris. “And she hasn’t been forthcoming under questioning?”

“No, ser.” In the damp dark, Barris’s one red eye gave off an unsettling glow. “She’s stymied three interrogators thus far.”

Samson sighed. “If you want anything done, you’ve got to do it yourself. Come.” 

At last the gaoler produced the keys, inserted one into a comically large lock, and swung open the circular dungeon door. Beyond lay a row of cells, dripping and smelling of mold. Only one sconce was alight, down near the end where the prisoner awaited. 

“Wait here,” Samson told Barris and the other guards. He took the key, took the torch off the wall, and approached the cell. 

He paused by the door. A faint scent hung in the air, sweet and floral. Samson’s pulse quickened, for he was once again transported back to the cave, with Thalia so near. He looked around, knowing she could not possibly be here, but hoping all the same. The reverie vanished like the mirage it was; before him, through the bars, sat a different woman entirely. 

Days in the bleeding dark, and she still smells like her perfume. It made sense now. She’d had Thalia in her clutches, dressed up, they said, like a doll. She’d probably lent the girl her fragrance. In the corner of the cell, she sat with regal posture, watching him like a cat on the prowl.

“General, darling, you look dreadful,” said Madame de Fer. 

Annoyance flooded Samson, because she still looked as beautiful as ever, even in fetters. Her smooth, black skin, sharp cheekbones, full lips and long, lithe body — Samson would have paid top coin to bed a woman like Vivienne, once upon a time. Now, sadly for them both, that era had passed, but her beauty still infuriated him. 

“What’s a matter, Iron Lady, you don’t like my ensemble?” Samson smirked, dusting off a lapel with his free hand. He thought he cut a striking figure, personally: the black tailcoat, the plum-colored ruffled sleeves. All them damn Orlesian fops could prance around in their finery, why not him? 

“Oh, it’s not your outfit,” Vivienne said, chuckling. “But I certainly hope you don’t think you’re fooling anyone with it.” 

A pity, really, that Vivienne hadn’t taken his deal. She had a sharp tongue and the wit to go along with it. If Samson had managed to retain her as an ally, how different things would be right now. He sighed, unlocked the cell door, and stepped inside. He tucked the torch into a notch on the wall and looked down at Vivienne as she blinked in the new, bright light. “You’re not in any position to be criticizing me right now, Madame de Fer.” 

[actual-bicon-snotlout-jorgenson]

what i think pjo characters would drink at a bar + their signature scent

idk why this just came to me and i felt the need to put it out here

percy - not a big drinker, maybe just a beer to sip + versace dylan blue

annabeth - bacardi silver (she just seems like a shots girl to me), YSL libre intense

grover - espresso martini, YSL l’homme

juniper - a glass of prosecco, byredo gypsy water

clarisse - fireball shots or beer, juliette has a gun mad madame

thalia - dirty martini, tom ford fucking fabulous

nico - negroni, killian black phantom

will - mai tai, tom ford soliel brulant

zoe - aperol spritz, gucci flora jasmine

chiron - old fashioned, givenchy gentleman

luke - vodka martini, paco rabbane invictus platinum

rachel - cosmopolitan, tom ford lost cherry

[storiedhistories]

While I'm working on my revamp, to make things easier, below the cut is my current list of muses!

Battlestar Galactica Bill Adama Karl "Helo" Agathon

Critical Role Caleb Widogast Essek Thelyss Grog Strongjaw Lady Kima of Vord Keyleth of the Air Ashari Percival de Rolo III Vax'ildan Zahra Hydris

Detroid Become Human Hank Anderson

Doctor Who The Doctor (Nine) Madame Vastra

Fullmetal Alchemist Envy Solf J. Kimblee Roy Mustang

Game of Thrones Brienne of Tarth Tyrion Lannister

Gargoyles Brooklyn Goliath Hudson Macbeth

God of War Atreus Brok Calliope Faye Freyr Kratos Mimir Odin Sindri Thor

Good Omens Anthony J. Crowley

Kill la Kill Satsuki Kiryuin Senketsu

The Last of Us Joel Miller Lev

Miraculous Ladybug Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir Alya Cesaire Gabriel Agreste/Hawk Moth Luka Couffaine Tom Dupain

Mythos/Hadestown/PJO Hades Hazel Levesque Kronos Orpheus Thalia Grace Will Solace

Star vs the Forces of Evil Globgor Moon Butterfly River Butterfly Tom Lucitor

Sucker Punch Sweet Pea

Vampire Princess Miyu Larva

X-Men Remy LeBeau

Original Characters Irithiel Galanodel Vanessa Hunter

[bruceofbruce]

Last night  I had the privilege of attending Madame Thalia's Vaudeville Revue and making some portraits of the performers.  I didn’t really have a choice. Madame Thalia is an old friend and very persuasive. Any hoo they are amazing! Check them out! 

Singing, Magic, Juggling, Story Telling, Comedy, Instrumentals and on and on! 

www.madamethalia.com for more info.

www.facebook.com/MmeThalia/

BAM!

[nofatclips]

Dieu dans le Bordel by Mirco Magnani + Ernesto Tomasini from the album MADAME E. - Director: Kiril Bikov, Mirco Magnani

[companion-showdown]

Best companion to get intoxicated with: Round 0 Masterpost

the elimintation numbers on the posts themselves are largely wrong because I made a mistake and only realised when it was too late, its two per group except 14 and 15 which is 3

Day 2

Elimination Groups:

Group 8 (2 eliminations)

God the Computer

Hallan

Hass

Hebe Harrison

Hex Schofield

Irving Braxiatel

Jack McSpringheel

Group 9 (2 eliminations)

Jane Austen

Jason Kane

John (Another Girl, Another Planet)

Joseph (Oh No it Isn't)

Joseph (The Doomsday Manuscript)

Koschei

Laura Tobin

Group 10 (2 eliminations)

Lola Denison

Mark Seven

McQueen!Master

Miranda Who

Mother Francesca

Mother Mathara

Mr Crofton

Group 11 (2 eliminations)

Ms Jones

Narvin

Pandora

Peter Summerfield

Preacher!Master

Renee Thalia

Romana III

Group 12 (2 eliminations)

Ruth Leonidus

Sabbath Dei

Sam Bishop

Scarlette

Stratum Seven Agent

Tameka Vito

The Black Dalek Leader

Group 13 (2 eliminations)

The Earl of Sandwich

The Original Golden Dalek Emperor

The War King

Unnamed Courtesan (In the Year of the Cat)

V.M.McCrimmon

Valarie Lockwood

Wolsey

Group 14 (3 eliminations)

Ianto Jones

Toshiko Sato

Owen Harper

Andy Davidson

Gwen Cooper

Banana Boat

The TARDIS

Missy

Group 15 (3 eliminations)

Sally Sparrow

Larry Nightingale

Bannakaffalatta

Vincent van Gogh

Madam Vastra

Psi

Saibra

Beep the Meep

Seeding Groups

Group 8

Charley Pollard

Evelyn Smythe

Lucie Miller

Liv Chenka

Group 9

Bernice Summerfield

Fitz Kreiner

Frobisher

Iris Wildthyme

Group 10

Rose Tyler

Mickey Smith

Jack Harkness

Martha Jones

Group 11

Donna Noble

Wilfred Mott

River Song

Amy Pond

Rory Williams

Group 12

Clara Oswald

Bill Potts

Nardole

Yasmin Khan

Group 13

Graham O'Brien

Ryan Sinclair

Dan Lewis

Ruby Sunday

day 1 under the cut

Day 1

Elimination Groups:

Group 1 (2 eliminations)

Sara Kingdom

Bret Vyon

Delgado!Master

Morbius

Sutekh the Destroyer

Cessiar of Diplos

Duggan

Group 2 (2 eliminations)

Erato

Pangol of Argolis

Deedrix of Tigella

Soldeed of Skonnos

The Three who Rule

Varsh

Group 3 (2 eliminations)

Keara

Tylos

Tremas of Traken

Panna

Karuna

Aris

Group 4 (2 eliminations)

Richard Mace

Kamelion

King Yrcanos

Sabalom Glitz

The Kandyman

Karra

Group 5 (2 eliminations)

Adrien Wall

Alan Turing

B-Aaron

C'rizz

Captain Black

Captain Magenta

Carmen Yeh

Group 6 (2 eliminations)

Chris Cwej

Clarence the Angel

Compassion

Cousin Anastasia

Cousin Gustav

Cousin Intrepid

Cousin Justine

Group 7 (2 eliminations)

Cousin Octavia

D'eon

Death's Head

Eliza

Elspeth (Where Angels Fear)

Emilie Mars-Smith

Father Kreiner

Seeding Groups

Group 1

Susan Foreman

Barbara Wright

Ian Chesterton

Vicki Pallister

Group 2

Steven Taylor

Dodo Chaplet

Ben Jackson

Polly Wright

Group 3

Jamie McCrimmon

Victoria Waterfield

Zoe Heriot

The Brigadier

Sergeant Benton

Group 4

Liz Shaw

Mike Yates

Jo Grant

Sarah-Jane Smith

Harry Sullivan

Group 5

Leela

K9

Romana I

Romana II

Group 6

Adric

Nyssa

Tegan Jovanka

Vislor Turlough

Group 7

Peri Brown

Mel Bush

Ace McShane

Chang Lee

Grace Holloway