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mirkwoodshewolf · 5 years ago

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Give love one more chance; Gwilym Lee x reader

*Author’s note*

Hello everyone well I have yet another request that came from my wattpad account and this time the request is all about our lovely mini-Bri Gwilym Lee. Now as a warning THERE IS HEAVY MENTIONS OF CHEATING (not on Gwil’s part but it’s for the back story) and due to that there is angst but I PROMISE FLUFF IS THROUGHOUT MOST OF THIS STORY esp. once the ending comes around. So I hope you all enjoy this little fic and until the next update my darlings :)

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I was walking around the main stage set where they would be filming the most iconic scene ever, the Live Aid sequence. I was just in awe at how the stage designers were following everything by the book, from the brick wall patterns, to the posters that hung on them at the time, even some of the paint chipping away.

For those that are curious, the name’s (y/n) (l/n). I’ve been on the road with Queen ever since they started working alongside my best friend, Adam Lambert. Yep, Adam and I go way back since middle school as a matter of fact. We were both the awkward kids who no one really paid attention too and loved classic rock, esp. Queen. When Adam told me he was planning to audition for American Idol, I just couldn’t let him go on alone.

I was his big supporter and went to every live performance cheering him from the sidelines, even helping his team organize and making sure he had everything he needed to his performances. And even though he was a runner up, he was still a winner in my book. Then when he came out to me as well as the world about his sexuality, that didn’t change my perspective of him. I stuck by him because we were the Odd-kids through thick and thin.

Then by 2014 he met up once again with Queen a few years after performing with them back during his season of American Idol and that’s when they offered Adam to be the new leading man for their concerts and thus Queen+Adam Lambert was born.

And then just two years later, Queen officially began to project that was the film ‘Bohemian Rhapsody.’ Adam had invited me along since he had a small little cameo to play and he said that I could potentially have a small role in the film too, but I turned to role down. I just—never really fit well with a camera’s attention on me.

But here I am as support for Adam as well as Brian and Roger. Those two men have really become role models and sorta like second dad’s to me in a way. When life got to stressful on the road; Brian always took me aside and the two of us would look at the SaveMe animal videos he had on his website, while Roger was the one with the good therapeutic music to listen to, he even got me into some bands that I never really had the chance to listen too. Even his former solo band’s ‘The Cross’ music.

“Oh my god. This is beautiful.” It was then I bumped into someone’s back.

“Oh sorry my fault.” We both said at the same time but when I looked up to see just who it was that I had bumped into, I felt like I needed to do a double take because I swear to god I thought I was looking at Brian May at the time of Live Aid.

“Wow you’re gorgeous.” I thought I had said in my head but apparently my lips just had to voice it out loud to him. Embarrassingly I hid my face but I heard the Brian look-alike softly chuckle and he said.

“It’s fine love, I’m flattered, really. Guess I really look the part don’t I?”

“Yeah.” I nervously giggled.

“I’m Gwilym. And as you can probably tell by the wig, I’m playing Brian May in the film.”

“(Y/n). I’m uhh—Adam’s best friend.” God could this be any more humiliating.

“Oh so you’re the one Brian and Roger told us about. The clever roadie.”

“Well I wouldn’t call myself clever. They just flatter me because I work for them.”

“No, no, no. Brian especially talks about how you’ve been able to work on fixing all the AMPS that break down during rehearsal, or knowing when exactly his red special needs a tuning or new string set.” I blushed and that’s when he said, “Oh I’ve gone and rambled making you uncomfortable. I’m so sorry (y/n).”

“It’s fine Gwilym. So is this your first acting gig? Or have you been doing this for a while?”

“I guess you could call me a child actor. My first gig was in a show called Animal Ark, I think I was 13 years old when I auditioned for it. Then after getting my education I dived fully into the acting industry with a few television shows and a few movies. My recent big project was when I was in Midsomer murders, have you heard that show?”

“I think so. My dad was always into British tv more than American tv. Even though he was born in Minnesota.”

“I was only on for only 3 series before I went into some other projects.”

“Well I’d love to see the show sometime. And you said it was called midtown murders?”

“Midsomer, actually.”

“Oh right sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

And that’s kinda what we ended up doing. We just sat there and talked right up until it was time to start filming. I wished him good luck and as the actors got into place, I stood beside Roger, Brian’s daughter Emily and Peter “Phoebe” Freestone. Shortly after the boys entered the stage much like Queen did 31 years Brian came up and sat down beside me and that’s when Rami, who was playing Freddie, set down at the piano and the guys all began to play the full Live Aid set.

As I looked at each of them I knew each of these guys had done their homework. And seeing them in full costume and shtick, it was like I was actually there at the concert seeing them. Of course my eyes were especially focused on Gwil who played Brian’s red special with such ease and finesse, it was like I was really watching Brian during the time of Live Aid.

Of course being a Queen fan, I couldn’t help but interact with each song they did, the double handclap for Radio Gaga and We will rock you, following along to the Aye-oh’s, headbanging to Hammer to fall, dancing to Crazy little thing called love, and swaying to We are the champions.

After doing several rehearsals, Dexter finally decided to film the guys for real this time. And even though it was cold and the guys were probably exhausted, they still managed to perform the whole show once more with even more energy and enthusiasm when the cameras were really recording. By the end of it all, I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face.

When I finally came backstage after the guys and some of the crew congratulated them on a job well done, I don’t know why it happened but I couldn’t help but fling myself towards Gwilym and embrace him.

“Seems our Brian look-alike has found his little groupie.” Teased Rami using his Freddie voice. At that point I backed away and released him.

“Sorry. I just—got a little excited. Seeing you four up there it was like—finally seeing all four members of Queen back together for the first time in a long time.”

“We’re glad you loved it (y/n).” Gwilym said with a soft smile that made butterflies tickle my stomach.

“So you said you love Queen? What’s your favorite song of theirs?” asked the John Deacon look alike, damn much like Gwil, he definitely looked like Deacy, I can see why the casting directors chose him, it was like he was his son or something.

“Oh god well don’t tell them this but it’s definitely Somebody to love.”

“I like her already. We match!” he raised his hand up for a high five which I complied to give him as he introduced himself as Joe Mazzello.

Pretty soon I knew the other two actor’s names, Ben Hardy who was playing Roger, and Rami Malek who was playing the legend himself Freddie Mercury.

*Brian’s POV*

As I watched our genius little roadie chat up with the actors playing us, my mind kept going back to that hug she gave my look-alike.

“I know you saw that right, I mean I maybe blind as a fucking bat but I know my eyes didn’t deceive me on what I just saw.” Roger said as he came up to me.

“Your eyes do not lie Rog. I saw what you saw.”

“You know our girl doesn’t just hug any random guy.”

“Yep. And that shy little gleam in her eyes, dare I say I think our mini-Deacy is in love with my look alike.”

“Not to say I’m happy for her, but I feel like she could’ve chose better.” Roger teased.

“Oh shut it you old tart, you’re just jealous she didn’t pick your actor.”

“Nothing against yours, cause bloody hell it’s like I’m looking at you 30 years ago over there.” I softly chuckle. Yeah they definitely casted the perfect actor to play me, and seeing Gwilym with the wig on its…..mind boggling (although I had to slightly adjust the wig a bit) but other than that he was perfect. “So, shall we go and confront her about it?”

“Now hold on Rog, you know how she gets when she’s being fully confronted. She’ll completely shut down. Let’s—wait it out. See what happens, and then we’ll see if this is something to discuss with her. But it’ll be on my terms.”

“You just wanna suck the joy out of everything.” I shook my head at Roger’s statement before turning back towards (y/n) and Gwilym. Seeing the two of them talking and laughing with each other warmed my heart. Because ever since we’ve met her, (y/n) has been the best roadie we’ve ever had. She’s always on top of every sound and light equipment we’ve got, she knows how Adam likes his speakers to sound and she’s even clever enough to see when I need a new string set on my guitars or when Roger’s kit needs a tuning because of a loose screw that might’ve happened while unloading.

But for whatever reason she sometimes puts herself down, claiming that she’s not all what we’ve both told her she is. That she’d rather just remain invisible, and I can understand some of her pain because I’ve been there myself with my own self-doubt and insecurities. So I hope that if her and Gwilym do somehow manage to form a relationship, he could probably help her see that she is more than she seems.

*My POV*

After a couple weeks of being on set, Gwil and I were definitely spending a lot of time together and every time we got the chance to hang out, we’d talk about our lives or love of Queen.

“So you and Adam Lambert really knew each other that long?” he asked me.

“Yep. It just happened one day during lunch, I was the new kid in town and I feared no one wanted to hang out with me so I ended up eating in the courtyard by myself when Adam, all donned up with his green dyed stripped bangs introduced himself and we’ve been friends ever since.”

“So he was even extravagant even back then.”

“Yep. Then when we found out we both had a love for Queen, he refused to let me out of his life afterwards, cause I was the only friend he had that liked or even knew who Queen were.”

“Wait are you serious?”

“Dead serious. It’s hard to find people to talk about classic rock with when all they cared about was the rap music or Britney Spears. Or spice girls.”

“Wow.”

“So how did you come to know Queen’s music?”

“You’ll have to thank my old brother. He had basically almost every single Queen record there was, one day I heard him play Bohemian Rhapsody and I was curious. And I guess you could say the rest is history.”

“Well then your brother gets an A+ from me for good music taste.”

“So how is it touring with Queen and Adam?”

“Well I’ve toured with Adam for so long it just feels like a normal hang out day for us. Once he got the offer to tour with Queen themselves it was like not only meeting my role models but they became family to us. Brian and I have a common love for animals, so much so that I’ve become a daily donor to his SaveMe organization.”

“Hey Gwilym. They’re ready to start filming.” One of the producers came up.

“Well that’s my cue, see you after?”

“You bet.” We stood up and I went ahead and sat down at one of the chairs and watched as the guys did the performance for a Japan concert. I’ll admit even with the 70’s silk/satin angel shirt that he was wearing, he still looked pretty handsome and he sure was a brilliant guitarist if I do say so myself.

“I see what you’re doing.” Adam’s sing-song voice whispered in my ear. I came out of my daze and whispered to him.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Oh don’t play dumb with me dearie. I have eyes I’m not blind.” I shook my head and went back to paying attention to the guys now doing Brian’s song ’39. I clapped along with the song and softly sung the words (cause out of every song Bri had written, this was definitely my #1 fav.) When Dexter called cut, I suddenly felt myself being dragged away and soon found myself in a closet of sorts.

“Adam what the fuck is the matter with you?”

“Well would you rather talk about this out there where everyone can hear, potentially your secret lover too?” I immediately covered his mouth with my hand and I hissed at him as I shushed him.

“Shh! Shh! Speak louder why don’t you I don’t think they heard all the way from Glasgow!” I then retracted my hand in disgust as I felt him actually lick my palm. “Why must you do that?”

“Cause I know it annoys you.” He shrugged.

“You can be such an asshole sometimes Lambert.”

“Yeah but you always stick around me dearie.” He said smugly as he leaned up against the wall of the closet crossing his arms. “Now as I was saying back there, you’re really starting to get attached to Brian’s mini-him aren’t you?”

“No!” I snapped abruptly. He quirked his brow at me before I cleared my throat and said. “No, we’re just friends is all Adam. In fact if you keep going down this path, I might just replace you with him.”

“That hurts (n/n), that really hurts.” He mocked in pain as he placed his hand over his heart and gave me the puppy dog pout. “But girl c’mon for realzies, what’s up with you?”

“Nothing is up, okay can you just drop it? Now if you’ll excuse me Gwilym and I are due for a coffee break.” I walked out of the closet and stormed out trying to get my mind off of what Adam was hinting. As I was walking, I soon came up to Gwilym and when he saw me he smiled and I tried to calm my anger down as I approached him calmly.

“You okay (y/n)?”

“Yeah, yeah why would you say that?”

“Just—for a moment it looked like you were pissed at something.”

“Oh nothing you need to worry about, so you free for some coffee and catering? I know you’ve got a long day ahead of you, might not be a bad idea to have a good lunch.”

“Great because I had to skip breakfast when my alarm failed to wake me up this morning.”

“Well then we better hurry. We need food stat, can’t have one of the four Queen members perform on an empty belly.” We then raced over towards the catering and got us some food and coffee.

When we got it and was now walking through the studio where they were now setting up the Madison Square Garden set just opposite of where the Japan stage was earlier this morning.

“Wait so that actually happened?” asked Gwilym.

“He tries to deny it and blames it on the poor lighting the camera had but don’t be fooled. His son Rufus told me the whole story of how it happened.”

“I can’t believe he made his hair green.”

“His hair was already blonde as it was, he’s lucky it didn’t make his hair bleach blonde.”

“Well that’s not as funny as Joe thinking he’ll be able to wash out that perm he got.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa he thinks what now?”

“Yeah Joe thinks that in the next week or two it’s gonna grow out and go back to normal.”

“Oh my god Joey!” I laughed.

“Like just the other night we were all out in the pub the four of us and he was chatting away to a girl with his Yankees cap on. So I went up and flipped the hat off and said as I pointed to his hair ‘he’s got a perm’!” I couldn’t help but laugh hysterically.

“You are so bad.”

“Yeah. Bad wingman but good friend.” I continued laughing which turned into giggles.

“Ahh Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey.”

“GAHH SON OF A BITCH!!!” we both heard someone call out.

“Uh-oh.” I said as Gwil and I looked at each other and set out stuff aside on a nearby table before racing across the studio and I asked. “What happened?”

“Damn circuits in these lights shocked me and now I can barely feel my hand anymore.” Said one of the light engineers.

“Okay, okay here let me see it.” I walked up to him and held his hand in both of mine. There was some slight swelling but I thankfully no serious burn marks. “Well good news is, is that there’s no serious burn marks. But it is swollen red. I suggest some ice and rest for the rest of the day. And get a medic to check out your reflexes in case the shock might’ve nulled your muscles.”

“But we need another light technician to help us raise these lights for the Madison Square Garden set.” Said a female volunteer.

“You’re looking at your spare one. Besides I’ve spent my whole life with Roger and Brian to know how they want MSG to look. Now, what’s your name?” I turned to the guy who got shocked.

“Arnold.”

“Arnold, go see a medic about your injury and take the rest of the day off. Anyone asks or has a problem with it, send them my way, okay?”

“Okay, thank you.” He said with a slight smile before heading out to the medics trailer.

“Okay now what exactly are we dealing with here?” I asked the seven other light technicians.

“Well we’re trying to make sure all these lights intersect with each other so that they can change colors like they do at the real MSG. Arnold was working on the main circuit board to work the code in when it backfired and you heard what happened as the result.”

“Okay well first things first it could’ve been prevented if he were wearing gloves, rookie mistake.” I then took out my gloves that I always keep on me in my back pocket and put them on. “Goggles.” I said as I extended my arm out and someone handed me some spare goggles. Once I had them on I proceeded to work.

I called out for various equipment pieces like the 4 in 1 Podger rachet, a Leatherman supertool, and some batteries. Once I had the main board opened I began working on finding the loose circuit that probably caused Arnold’s shocking surprise because that needed to be fixed immediately.

Using a mini-flashlight I managed to find the area and found the problem.

“Okay I see the problem. Can someone hold the flashlight for me?”

“I got it.” Said one of the female volunteers as she came up and took the flashlight from me and I went right to work on the wires, making sure they were tucked in correctly and un exposed. It took some time but by the end of it all, I punched the code that was needed for the lights to turn on.

“There, that should do it.” I said as I took my gloves off and removed my goggles.

“Okay boys raise her up!” called the main lighting technician and soon the lights were raised up. Then using his phone, he activated the lights and they soon began shining into a red and blue pattern that would go along with the orange, yellow and green pattern. The light technicians clapped and thanked me for the assistance and when I turned to Gwil, he just had this awed look on his face.

“Sorry you had to see that. Whenever I hear a technical problem I just gotta jump in.”

“Well I’m glad you did. I was amazed to see how you were able to work all that out.”

“Oh it’s not that hard. All I had to do was just tighten the circuits and then replace the batteries while also—oh there I go again. My tech ramblings again, sorry if I’m boring you Gwilym you don’t need to hear all that.”

“No, no, no it’s genius. I mean back when I was doing theater in secondary and university, I never really had a good grasp on the tech theater side of it even though I was trying my best.”

“Not everyone does. I was the only one who took the class seriously back in high school. Everyone else rather just look at their magazines or porno books. Don’t ask me how they snuck it in.”

“Wow, well thankfully they had you to take it seriously.”

“Uh-huh.” I said sadly as I looked down and rubbed my wrist nervously.

“(Y/n)?”

“Hmm?”

“You okay?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Just—thinking back.”

“Anything you’d…..like to share? I’ve been told I’m a good listener.”

“Thank Gwilym but I don’t wanna bore you with my life. C’mon let’s get back to our food before you’re needed on set again.” I said as I walked away and went back to my donuts and Cinnabons. Gwil followed behind me and began to eat his celery and carrots as well as drinking his coffee, as we ate I tried my best to avoid eye contact with him up until I finished my things and tossed them in the bin before heading out.

Making an excuse that Bri and Rog had texted me saying that they wanted to talk about the lighting and sound for their next concert.

Later that night as everyone was packing up to do some of the outdoor scenes like Adam’s big cameo appearance, I found myself standing away from the set just staring up at the night sky.

“Penny for your thoughts?” I looked up to see Gwil coming by to sit beside me in the spare chair where Adam was just sitting at before he went to hair and makeup.

“Just—taking in the sky.” He looked up and he said.

“It’s a full moon out tonight.”

“Yep. The one time for a straight week where the tides are stronger and can sometimes have an effect on the human mind.”

“Quite the philosopher you are.”

“Well I did minor in it in college. My major was in electrical engineering.”

“So not only good with your hands but also a brilliant mind in philosophy as well. No wonder why Brian calls you the mini-Deacy.” I smiled briefly.

“The reason why I know about the full moon is because of him. He did give me a little lecture on astronomy. But I’d be lying if I didn’t have a fascination with space already. Just—never could understand the specific science talk it came with.”

“I hear yah. When I was a kid; my brother and I would go out to the backyard and we’d just look up at the stars and make as many pictures with them as we could. Sometimes we even stayed out all night. Worried my mum to no end.”

“I think it’d worry me too if my kids ended up staying outside in the cold night with no blankets or a tent to sleep in.” we turned to look at each other and once again Gwil had this awed look on his face, just like he did this afternoon. “What is it?”

“Nothing it’s just…..” he trailed off.

“Just what?”

“Your eyes.”

“M—my eyes?”

“They….they sparkle underneath the moonlight. Almost like they were two stars themselves.” I was speechless. I felt my heart race and my face beginning to heat up. I turned away probably blushing as red as an apple right now. I felt Gwil’s hand gently go on top of mine, before intertwining them together which made me look up at him. It was then I saw him lean closer towards me, his forehead pressing against mine while his nose gently brushed up against mine.

At this point I could hear my heart racing in my ears as the smell of his cologne sent me into a hypnotic state. I felt his hand cup the side of my face as he faintly whispered.

“So beautiful.” But just before he could kiss me, Joe’s voice could be heard from a mile away.

“YO GWIL WHERE ARE YAH!? WE’RE ABOUT TO START FILMING!!!”

“If this is payback for the pub he’s so gonna get it.” I heard him mutter angrily. He turned back towards me and he said, “Sorry love.”

“It’s okay.” I strained out. “Just, just, just, just go film your scenes for the night.” I said as I crossed my arms over me protectively and looked down. I couldn’t look at him, I just couldn’t find the strength to do so. I then heard him walk away and that’s when the tears started pouring down.

I took off running to the nearest place I could find. I didn’t even bother to look and see what it was, all I wanted to know was that I could be alone and that I could cry to myself in peace. I collapsed to the floor on my butt and tucked my legs up into my chest and began to softly cry.

I don’t know how long I was crying in wherever I was for but it was then I heard the door open and soon coming in was Adam and Rami.

“(Y/n)?” Adam said surprised. I felt myself being torn down as I had finally been revealed. I must’ve came into the hair and makeup trailer and now that they were probably calling it quits, everyone would soon come in and see me crying my eyes out.

“(Y/n) you okay?” Rami asked.

“Hey uhh Rami could you give us a moment alone? Maybe guard the door so that no one comes in just yet?”

“Yeah, yeah sure thing.” I heard the door shut and that’s when I saw Adam sit down in front of me. I looked up at him to see him in the truck driver get up with the full beard and long haired wig.

“You were right. Okay you wanna hear me say it Adam Lambert?! You were right! I’m in love with Gwilym Lee!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa okay. Okay. Calm down, calm down.” He said as he cautiously reached forward and gently gripped my arms in his hands. “I’m happy you finally came to terms with it dearie, that’s great news actually. But what’s got you so upset?”

“For Christ sake Adam tell me you didn’t forget about the bullying I had to endure all throughout middle and high school! And Jared!” at the mention of the boy’s name his eyes widened and he said.

“Okay hold on, wait just a damn second. Gwilym is nowhere near what that dick Jared was. I’ve seen the two of you together and he makes you happier way more than what Jared did.”

“Well Jared made me happy until he did what he did!” I looked down at my knees and continued lowly, “Oh Adam. I thought I could just keep up a friendship with Gwilym, but now I—” I trailed off as more sobs came up my throat as I choked out, “Now I…..I wish I never came here!” I then broke down once more.

I felt Adam sit close beside me before he wrapped his arms around me bringing me into his chest and kissing my forehead as he rubbed my back in soothing circles and stroked down my hair.

Once I calmed down after what felt like crying all night, Adam took me out of the trailer and already I could see a crowd of people including Gwil standing around asking all sorts of questions at seeing me.

“Guys please. No questions are necessary and please don’t ask me because I won’t answer them either. What was said in the trailer stays between (y/n) and me.” Adam made a clear statement before finally taking me away to find Brian or Roger.

When we finally came across Roger, he soon got protective and asked.

“What happened?”

“Roger could you just take (y/n) back to the hotel, I’ll explain later.”

“Alright, come with me lovie.” I was soon switched out from Adam’s arms to Roger’s and he guided me towards his car. He helped me into the backseat where I could hide away while he drove us back to the hotel.

I was now in my room lying on my bed hiding under the blankets after just spending a long time under the hot water trying to get rid of the memories of Jared.

You see—I had met Jared during the first collaboration with Adam and Queen. He was actually one of Brian’s roadies and helped set up all of Brian’s AMPS. We had a common love for electronics and gradated with the same major even being an ocean apart. We shortly began dating afterwards and were madly in love.

But when a serious accident caused him to take an early retirement from being on the road since the damage had been done to his lower back. Which left me to go on the road with Queen and Adam, but we still kept in touch.

Fast forward to just a year ago after four years of dating, I began to wonder if there was gonna be a future with the two of us together. So one day after we had gotten done with a tour, I get a text from Jared saying that the next night he wanted to meet me at the very restaurant where we had our first official date at. Adam of course was thrilled thinking that a proposal was in the horizon so he helped me get dolled up the next morning (even with him being completely jetlagged) and I met Jared at our restaurant.

I was trembling with anxiety but also with joy. He took my hand, looked deep into my eyes and that’s when he dropped the bombshell, but it wasn’t what you’d think it was. Jared had confessed to me in our restaurant where we had our first date, along with many others that he had been cheating on me.

But not just with one woman, not two, not three, but lots of women. All in the entire span we had been dating.

I refused to listen to anything else he had to say as he tried to defend himself. But no that’s not the worst part, the worst part of it was, was that the following day (after crying in Adam’s arms all day), Jared came to the stage where Queen and Adam were performing in London and tried to win me back. Saying that it was just a fluck and that he still loved me with all his heart.

He’d constantly tried to call or text me over 100 times a day. The harassment went on for months till finally I had a restraining order put against him and if he should violate it in the state of England, he’d be arrested. To which he was and was sentenced to five years in jail for refusal to obey the restraining order as well as stalking (yeah he’d stalk me cross country during some of the tours and even snuck backstage and confronted me with arms open and tears rolling down his face).

Ever since then, I’d been afraid to love again because what if they end up being another Jared. Charming, sweet, noble, funny and charismatic, but the second I turn my back he’d go and sleep with half the women in America. And then make me to be the bad guy because I couldn’t give them a chance to explain why he had to cheat.

I heard a knock at the door and I could only groan as my door soon opened and I felt three separate dips around my bed.

“Adam told us (y/n).” Brian’s voice said. I groaned and buried myself into my pillow.

“You know you’ll suffocate yourself if you do that.” Adam said.

“Better that than dealing with this bitch.” I groaned pitifully.

“C’mon (n/n), come out from under there and look at us.” Roger said. I shot up and glared at him and said.

“There, happy? Goodnight!” before I could collapse back down onto the bed, Adam held me up and trapped me in his arms as he said.

“Stay out here.”

“(Y/n). We know that—you know who really hurt you.” Brian started off.

“Hurt doesn’t even come close to how I felt the day he told me that. God never did I want to kill someone until that day.”

“I don’t blame you, none of us do.” Adam said as he rubbed my back. “But you can’t let what Jared did affect you for the rest of your life.”

“Think it’s already a little too late for that.”

“No it’s not. Because look at what you’ve accomplished since his arrest. The only guys you had a close connection with are me and the guys. Now you’ve become friends with Rami, Ben, Joe and Gwil. And what’s even greater is that you’ve come to accept that you’re starting to have feelings for Gwil.” Adam said. I looked down and I said.

“How do I know it’ll work out? What if it’s like Jared all over again?”

“You’ll never know unless you go for it.” Roger said. I looked between the three of them but didn’t answer.

“The choice is up to you (y/n). Just make sure that whatever you do decide, you won’t regret it. And just listen to your heart. We’ll support you no matter what you choose.” Brian said as he placed a comforting hand to my shoulder. I nodded and thanked the guys as they brought me into a group hug.

The next morning I came onto set for the last time (since Adam was done with his cameo, he was needed back at the studio to promote some of his solo stuff, and as his SM manager I needed to be there to spread the word) to confront Gwilym and finally let go of the past (if I could).

I walked around the set till I finally found the person I was searching for. He was fiddling around with a mock Red special practicing before he would have to film the ‘We will rock you’ scene. I took a deep breath in before exhaling out and walked towards him.

“Hey Gwil?” he looked up at me and said.

“(Y/n). You’re—you’re still here. I thought you and Adam already left?”

“No, not till tomorrow. I uhh—I wanted to talk to you. About……” I trailed off and that’s when he stood up setting the guitar down and finished my thought.

“About last night?” I nodded. He sighed heavily as he pressed his hands to his face, “I’m really sorry (y/n). I never meant to upset, I was impulsive and stupid to do that. Can we just forget what happened? I was way out of line.”

“Actually Gwilym I—I have something to confess. But can we talk somewhere privately?”

“Of course, we can talk in my trailer. If you’re comfortable with that.” I nodded and soon the two of us headed towards his trailer.

When we got there, he closed the door and I sat down on his sofa while he sat down at one of his chairs and said.

“Okay (y/n), what is it you need to confess?” my leg was bouncing up and down as I tried to formulate the words that I was about to tell him. I felt the familiar sting of tears in my eyes.

“God I’m sorry.” I choked out.

“No, no, no never feel sorry about this. Please take your time.”

“Last night I—I wasn’t upset because of the, well the about to be kiss. In fact I—I wanted to kiss you too.”

“But.” He stated knowing that I had something else to add on.

“There’s a—reason why I’m so insecure about myself. And—why I haven’t been in a relationship.” I then proceeded to tell him everything. From the bullies at school, to Jared’s story and how badly he had hurt me. Used me. Treated me like trash. By the end of it all, Gwil was leaning up against his chair with a heavy expression.

“That son of a—bloody hell. (Y/n) I—I’m so, so sorry you had to go through that hell.”

“Brian, Roger and Adam made it easier on me. After his arrest they allowed me to take some time off from the rest of the tour that I was dealing with to decompress from all that stress. I thought I would never love someone ever again. Until……I met you.” I admitted the last part shyly.

“You—you love me?”

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same. I just—had to get it off my chest. So if I’ve made things awkward between us now, I’m sorry. We don’t have to see each other again.”

“(Y/n), (y/n) (y/n) (y/n) (y/n), (y/n).” Gwil came up and knelt in front of me and held my face in his hands. “Sorry you were starting to ramble on so much I could barely understand you.”

“Sorry. Adam always said I did that whenever I get to anxious. Bad trait of mine.”

“No worries love. Now to put your fears and anxiety aside, I want to tell you that I felt the same way about you. After spending these last few weeks together, I came to know the real you and not just through the stories from Brian and Roger. But now hearing this story, which I commend you for telling me. I know you didn’t have to tell me but you did. And I could go on and on about my feelings for you but to summarize it all up, if you’ll give me a chance. I’ll show you that not all men are like that selfish arsehole. I can be the man you deserve. The one who will treat you right, like you’re the only women left on Earth.”

“Do you really mean that?”

“The only girl I’ll love as much as you is my mum.” I smiled and pressed my forehead against Gwil’s and softly thanked him. “I promise (y/n). You’ll be my clever girl.”

“Think I like the sound of that.”

“Well you better get used to it, because there will be a lot of cute little nicknames in the future.”

“Just as long as you don’t give me any cheesy ones like bunny, or cupcake, or turtledove.”

“Spoil sport. And those were the first three I was thinking of.” I softly laughed as a true genuine smile came across my face. “And there’s that beautiful smile that makes me week at the knees. Next to your eyes, your smile is the brightest thing about you.”

“Gwil stop it you’re making me blush.” He softly chuckled before slowly leaning his lips towards mine and he gave me a soft kiss. When I felt that sudden bolt of electricity shoot up my spine, I knew that Gwil was definitely going to be different than Jared. Even with that soft peck, there was so much passion and love in it that Jared never brought me.

I leaned forward and captured his lips once more, this time brushing my fingers through his short brown hair as I felt his arms slowly wrap further around me.

This was gonna be an adjustment in the days to come. After coming out of the relationship I had, I knew there would be some doubts in the future, especially with Gwil and I having separate careers always being a part from each other (me more than him) but I felt in my bones that when he made that promise earlier, he meant it.

And I was proven right that within 2 years shortly after the Bohemian Rhapsody premiere, I got a proposal right there at the red carpet.

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super-famicom-star-inactive · 4 years ago

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Throwback Tuesday

January 5, 2021

For this week's episode, we will be talking about the sequel to one of the most iconic games of the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise (and quite frankly, a personal favorite of yours truly).

Just a heads-up, this is a two-parter as we looked at Sonic Adventure 1 last week! Here’s the post if you wanna check it out!

May I present

Sonic Adventure 2 (2001)

Production History

Original Release: June 23, 2001 (Dreamcast, WW)

Future Releases: February 11, 2002 (Gamecube, NA), October 2, 2012 (PS3, XBox 360, Windows, WW), November 19, 2012 (Steam, NA)

Developer: Sonic Team USA

Publisher: SEGA

Director: Takashi Iizuka

Producer: Yuji Naka

Artist(s): Kazuyuki Hoshino, Yuji Uekawa

Programmer: Tetsu Katano

Writer: Shiro Maekawa

Composer(s): Jun Senoue, Kenichi Tokoi, Fumie Kumatani, Tomoya Ohtani

Inspiration

After the success of Sonic Adventure, SEGA wasted no time at getting a sequel in order. By this point in time, however, Sonic Team had split into two teams, Sonic Team Japan and Sonic Team USA (which relocated its offices to San Francisco) for Sonic Adventure in order for the USA Team to localize it. Sonic Adventure 2 was made by Sonic Team USA (and it is the first Sonic game to be made by Sonic Team USA as Sonic Team Japan was working on other titles like Phantasy Star Online), who used their new surrounding home of San Francisco, California as inspiration for their level design (The famous City Escape and Radical Highway levels are some of the biggest examples of this) as well as Yosemite National Park for their scenery and game environments.

Story

In the game, there are two (technically three) story arcs, which are Hero, Dark, and Final Story, which can only be completed once the initial two arcs are completed first.

For the Hero Arc, the story begins with Sonic busting out of a military helicopter and escaping into the city below due being a wanted criminal. His crime? Nothing, as he was framed for a “look-a-like” hedgehog called Shadow, who had causing a ruckus all over the city. He knows that Eggman has something behind this, so he gathers his friends in helping to defeat Eggman and whoever this Shadow guy is...

For the Dark Arc, the story begins as Eggman discovers his long-passed grandfather’s secret weapon Shadow the Hedgehog a.k.a “The Ultimate Lifeform”. Using this new ally, Eggman has plans for world domination and all he needs are the Chaos Emeralds to fire the Eclipse Cannon from the space colony ARK. He brings on Rouge the Bat, world-renowned treasure hunter to help with the Emerald collecting.

For the Final Arc, both sides meet up at the ARK to discover some final transmissions from Eggman’s grandfather himself, and how he wanted to get back at G.U.N. for taking everything away from him, including his ill granddaughter Maria, who was a casualty on that fateful day. He also goes into why he designed Shadow the way he did. Eggman still goes along with the plan anyway to use the Eclipse Cannon. To stop him, Sonic and Shadow both go Super with the power of the Chaos Emeralds. They win the fight but Shadow falls to Earth, assumed to be dead.

Gameplay

Like the first game, it is a 3D platformer where you run around a specific environment in order to achieve the giant floating ring at the end of the level or the boss fight. In order to stay alive, you have keep up with your ring intake before letting it drop to zero. While not playing the main game, there are other features such as one-on-one mini games and the Chao Garden as well as missions you can complete.

Reception

Like the first game, Sonic Adventure 2 was well-received by fans and critics alike for the visuals, music, and gameplay. Like the last game however, the camera was still a problem (partially fixed in later ports like the Gamecube port, though the weird 3D camera in a lot of earlier games was a common issue) and the dialogue was a little awkward (it was down to a sound mixing problem). The Gamecube version received mixed reviews when it was released six months later.

Legacy

Sonic Adventure 2 is arguably one of the most iconic and well-remembered games for the franchise and although it was the last Sonic game for the Dreamcast before it went under, many played the game thanks to the GameCube port, which was more widely available at the time. Also like the first one in its own right, the stellar OST helped pave the way for Crush 40, which would help to create the franchises best known music. It also introduced us to Shadow the Hedgehog and Rouge the Bat, who would end up being regulars in the series.

Thoughts from the Head

If you were to ask me what were some of the games that defined my childhood, Sonic Adventure 2 would my first response off the bat. Alongside Unleased, it’s one of my favorite Sonic games to play and replay. I played the GameCube version first (as did many my age since more people had a GameCube than a Dreamcast at this point and this was the late 2000s/early 2010s at this point). Was is a masterpiece? Not quite, but it still holds a special place in my heart even with the awkward sound mixing and the story.

Despite everything, I would recommend the game to any Sonic fan who hasn’t tried it. The soundtrack is outstanding, the gameplay is great and you will become addicted to the Chao Garden faster than you can snap your fingers (seriously). Which version is best, you ask? For the most accessibility, i would go the one on Steam. It has the best graphics and controls, and it’s $10. Plus with this being a much older title, you can pretty much run this on anything. If you want the console experience, go with the Dreamcast version. The Gamecube version isn’t bad (go for that one if you don’t have a Dreamcast), especially with the extra content, but the graphics aren’t super great and the controls are kinda wonky.

Wanna learn some cool facts about the game and its development? Longtime favorite YouTube channel Did You Know Gaming? has your back with this neat video below:

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Check them out, some of the facts might surprise you!

#I forgot to post this last night #it was finished and everything #just forgot to hit submit #this was due to tiredness and passing out in about two seconds #hope you enjoy!#my voice!#throwback tuesday #retro gaming #gaming #irl

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bombshellsandbluebells · 4 years ago

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Ron Weasley, Peggy Carter, Raven Reyes, Will Turner.

Oooooh some good ones I don’t think I’ve ever been asked about!

Ron Weasley (my BOY)

overall: who? / i hate them / i dislike them / kinda wanna fight them / they’re alright / i like them / i love them / *accidentally drops thousands of pictures of them*

opinion: again, who??? / the purest bean / cinnamon roll / who knows really / sinnamon roll / the problematic fav (in the BEST way because I love how human his flaws make him)

otp(s): Romione

other ship(s): I can see the appeal of Rarry

#noromo ship(s): Harry/Ron are the BESTEST of friends and people need to stop forgetting how joined at the hip these two are. They share a brain. Also I love him with Luna because they both genuinely like each other and find each other funny and are both absolutely thrown by the other thinking they’re genuinely funny, which is cute.

crack ship(s): I mean he 100% had a massive crush on Krum but I don’t know if that counts as a crack ship

fav headcanon(s): Ron is the Mom friend. He shows his love by taking care of people. He’s a huge touch guy - he’s constantly giving people hugs, pats on the back, etc. Sometimes when he knows Harry’s feeling down he’ll just shove his way into his bed and cuddle him - it happens even more after the war, and sometimes Harry will just look at Ron and Ron knows that means it’s Hugging Time. They get so comfortable with it that they’ll just sit there in a conversation with someone else with Ron just hanging off Harry and neither of them acting like it’s a big deal.

He learns to love to cook for his family and provide good food for them like his mom did for him. He’s the one that learns most of her recipes and they spent a lot of time together in the kitchen after the war. The only one who can make food as good as their mom, the Weasleys all agree, is Ron - which is good, because Hermione is an abysmal cook.

He’s the one that takes a more active role in taking care of his kids too and the household duties. Not because Hermione won’t, but because her job ends up being so taxing and Ron loves taking care of his family and kids. (He does talk her into setting a strict schedule for herself though. Sundays are family days and unless a new dark wizard is back, she is not allowed to touch any work for the whole day.)

(I could keep going but I’m going to stop myself.)

Peggy Carter:

overall: who? / i hate them / i dislike them / kinda wanna fight them / they’re alright / i like them / i love them / *accidentally drops thousands of pictures of them*

opinion: again, who??? / the purest bean / cinnamon roll / who knows really / sinnamon roll / the problematic fav

otp(s): Cartinelli

other ship(s): Steggy, though I’m not the biggest shipper and I ship it a lot less post Endgame haha, Peggy/Sousa

#noromo ship(s): her friendship with Jarvis is so GOOD and I love them

crack ship(s): none that I can think of

fav headcanon(s): She 100% played a role in Tony’s life and nothing will tell me otherwise. She was (awkward on and off again) friends with his dad. She was besties with his caretaker/true father figure. She was definitely Aunt Peggy to him and adored him.

But to make a lot of Tony’s characterization and the fact they never see each other in the MCU work, I imagine they had some sort of falling out - either around the time Peggy seemed to have her falling out with Howard or after Howard’s death. Or maybe after Jarvis’s death. I imagine Tony pushed her away and eventually they hardly talked anymore. It’s one of his deepest regrets. He didn’t go to her funeral only because he felt like he didn’t have a right to.

Peggy is a terrible cook but really great at all other household chores and super handy. She refuses to call anyone for help when things break and will get them back in working shape through the power of her will alone. When she lives in the women’s apartment building, she gains a reputation as the person you should call if your fridge breaks down or you need to hang a new shelf or whatever. She gets a lot of requests to come fix things and she always does. Sometimes the other women try to pay her and she always refuses, though sometimes she’ll accept her pay in the form of homemade treats. One time she got a full pot roast for fixing someone’s heater. Usually, she just likes the women to keep her company and chat with her while she works.

Raven Reyes

overall: who? / i hate them / i dislike them / kinda wanna fight them / they’re alright / i like them / i love them / *accidentally drops thousands of pictures of them*

opinion: again, who??? / the purest bean / cinnamon roll / who knows really / sinnamon roll / the problematic fav (again, in good ways! her flaws are great!)

otp(s): none

other ship(s): I’m coming around on Braven; also see the appeal in Raven/Echo and Raven/Luna

#noromo ship(s): her and Murphy are little shits together and I adore their friendship; also her and Echo, her and Monty, her and Emori (basically her and all of Spacekru)

crack ship(s): I get the whole Raven/Anya thing haha and wish we could have seen them interact

fav headcanon(s): Raven spent a lot of nights growing up over at Finn’s place instead of her’s to avoid her mom. His parents fully accepted her and treated her as one of their own, always willing to let her stay there, though there was a lot of tension between them after Finn got locked up. Her mom would often trade her rations away for booze, so Finn usually split his rations with her growing up. Raven also started offering to fix things for people for payment, even before she was officially working as an Ark mechanic - usually for food. If you had something broken that you knew the Ark government wouldn’t give a crap about, you knew to go to Raven Reyes, who’d probably fix it better than anyone else the Ark would’ve sent anyways.

She and Murphy end up bonding a lot on the Ring about their mothers and their childhoods. They talk a lot about what it was like to have to scrape by for food when your own mother didn’t seem concerned with feeding you. They relate to each other in a way none of the other Ark-borne kids on the Ring do.

She has nightmares of ALIE long after the AI is gone, horrible dreams where she watches her own body move without her and do terrible things to the people she loves. She stops wearing the color red for awhile, even though it used to be her favorite color.

Will Turner

(I’ve never been asked about him!! Yes thank you!!)

overall: who? / i hate them / i dislike them / kinda wanna fight them / they’re alright / i like them / i love them / *accidentally drops thousands of pictures of them*

opinion: again, who??? / the purest bean / cinnamon roll / who knows really / sinnamon roll / the problematic fav (yes, he’s all three)

otp(s): Willabeth

other ship(s): Will/Jack

#noromo ship(s): also Will/Jack

crack ship(s): Will/Calypso!!!! lmao he is her new ferryman

fav headcanon(s): Will accepts his new duty as ferryman for the dead and never wavers in it, and so he never is cursed or starts growing things out of him and yes I am ignoring the movie that shall not be named because it’s BULLSHIT. He is a kind ferryman. Davy Jones is terrifying, the sailors say. He’ll drag you to his locker as you scream for mercy and trap you in never-ending torture. But then when sailors die at see, a young man with kind eyes and a soft smile approaches them instead. “It’s time to move on now,” he tells them, and when the sailors say they don’t want to, he asks, “Are you scared of death? It’s nothing to fear really. But there is another option if you’d like.”

No one is bound to his service. They can stay on his crew for as long as they’d like, and when they’ve finally had enough and they tell him they’re ready to move on, he let’s them.

Calypso is well pleased with him. She comes to visit him often and he always has tea (and rum) on hand for her when she does. They usually gossip about Jack.

Great picks!! Thanks!!

#ask game #raven reyes #ron weasley #will turner #peggy carter

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blodreina-noumou · 5 years ago

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Hello can you rec some good Octavia episodes? (apart from s6) i want to re watch but not the whole thing hahah

I would love to! Let me build you a complete Octavia episode list - what I consider the best and most important in her arc. (Under a cut, since it’s long.)

Season 1:

(I tend to skip the first four episodes, because I find them really cringeworthy, and Octavia is barely in episode 1x05. But if you wanna see her chase some butterflies, that scene is in 1x02.)

1x06 - “My Sister’s Keeper” - An obvious classic, where we get to dive deep into the Blake siblings’ history and how Octavia was exposed as an illegal child. Shows how simple mistakes can have lifelong impact, and really illustrates how complicated Bellamy and Octavia’s relationship is. Plus, this is where we get all of the first interactions between Lincoln and Octavia, and where Octavia’s rebellion against Bellamy’s rules takes a more righteous shape - from here, her goals shift from “do whatever the fuck I want because I finally can” to “do whatever the fuck I want because I need to protect this strange, new person, who is an outsider like me.”

1x07 - “Contents Under Pressure” - This is where Octavia’s stubbornness really takes shape, and we see her compassion and kindness in full bloom. She refuses to stay away from Lincoln, even though Bellamy keeps threatening her when she goes to the captive Grounder. She poisons herself to get Lincoln to give up the antidote, so Raven will stop torturing him. In a camp starting to go mad with power, Octavia is one of the few who tries to stop the brutality. The first time she talks to Lincoln, and he speaks back, and her face fills with joy and wonder - ugh, it gets me every time.

1x08 - “Day Trip” - Octavia’s role in this episode is smaller, but I really love the scenes she has. Realizing that everyone in the camp is tripping balls, she cleverly distributes the jobi nuts and uses the chaos to help Lincoln escape. I love her offering Jasper an “anti-grounder stick.” It shows her ingenuity, chaotic-good methodology, and her quick thinking, and I love all of her scenes in this episode.

Season 2:

2x02 - “Inclement Weather” - I think 2x01 is worth watching as well, if only to see Lincoln lug Octavia around like a sack of potatoes, and to see the first Trigedasleng lines spoken on-screen. But 2x02 is where Octavia really begins to shine again. After being given the antidote to the poison she was attacked with in the s1 finale, Octavia recovers quickly and is pissed. She takes Nyko captive, and attempts to use him to trade for Lincoln’s release from his people, who want to kill him (brutally) for being a traitor. When she stomps into their camp, holding a knife to Nyko’s throat and shouts, “I laik Oktevia kom Skaikru…and you have something I want!” - I fall in love. Ferocity in a tiny package.

2x10 - “Survival of the Fittest” - Octavia’s fight with Fio, which is one of my favorite scenes of hers. Everyone - from her own people to the Grounders - wants to stop her from getting herself hurt, from putting herself in danger. No one thinks she can handle it. No one trusts her to weather the storm, despite the fact that she’s been dodging lightning bolts her entire life. When she rises, again and again, refusing to go down, we really get to see her almost manic determination to prove that she’s a fighter, a warrior, and she won’t give up just because she’s in pain, or scared, or angry. Then, Indra offers her the chance to become her Second, and Octavia’s life changes forever.

2x13 - “Resurrection” - As one of the few to escape the bombing of Tondc unscathed, the pressure to save those trapped in the rubble falls on Octavia. She struggles to earn the respect of the other Seconds, but ends up saving everyone with her ingenious “let’s chuck this bottle of alcohol at this burning pile of debris and use the smoke as cover” plan. She’s able to keep everyone moving and takes charge, even while people continue to doubt her. By the end, she’s earned a respected and admired place among the other Grounders.

2x16 - “Blood Must Have Blood, Pt 2″ - Betrayed by Lexa, abandoned by Indra and the other Seconds, and knowing Lincoln is trapped and branded, yet again, as a traitor to his people, Octavia desperately tries to find a way to rescue the remaining delinquents inside of Mount Weather. She teams up with Bellamy, Clarke, and Maya to devise a plan, and ends up playing an instrumental role in protecting everyone - right up until Clarke is forced to pull the lever that irradiates Level 5. In many ways, this is Peak Octavia - she’s an excellent soldier, a badass, stoic warrior, and a surprisingly soft and understanding friend towards Jasper and Maya.

Season 3:

3x01 - “Wanheda, Pt 1″ - My primary reasons for loving this episode are aesthetic and pretty shallow. We get to see how far Octavia has come in learning Trig - she’s basically fluent at this point, and manages to act as translator between the Azgedans and the scouting squad. She’s in full Grounder gear, but is also clean and uninjured - a rarity for her. She saves Jasper’s life with a super slick knife toss, rides around on Helios like a pro, and shares some wonderful banter with Raven and Bellamy. It’s a fun one.

3x05 - “Bitter Harvest” - Octavia is doing her absolute best to protect both sides of her identity - the Grounders and the Sky People - but they’re making it very, very difficult for her. She has a bunch of amazing scenes. Saving the little boy named Gabriel, trying to warn the Grounders about the incoming attack, letting Gabriel pet Helios. Unfortunately, in trying to protect both sides, she betrays both sides instead, and Zoe Monroe ends up dead. It’s an underrated Octavia episode, because it really shows her true nature, and how even when she has the best intentions, she just can’t get things to go the way she needs them to.

3x09 - “Stealing Fire” - A really, really tough one, but essential to Octavia’s arc. The death of Lincoln kom Trikru, her savior, her soulmate, her true love. The building energy and tension of Octavia being born for this role, of using subterfuge and misdirection to sneak everyone out, of hiding under the floor with everyone, and of nearly escaping with Lincoln safely in tow…only for it all to go horribly, horribly wrong, at the last minute… it’s good TV, even though it’s heartbreaking. I’ll never forgive them for killing Lincoln. But Marie’s performance is stunning, and this is the beginning of Octavia’s downfall - which makes for some great television.

3x12 - “Demons” - I think this is one of the weirdest episodes of this show, but it’s also a really good one for Octavia. She’s pushed down all of her grief for Lincoln, focusing solely on getting the mission done, and on figuring out how to save everyone from ALIE. When she finds his book, and his jacket, and has that moment where she breaks down and shoves everything off the desk - my heart breaks for her. It includes some good Blake sibling moments, as well. Bellamy going from “don’t surrender, no matter what” to “here let me put these cuffs on myself for you” in a matter of 0.3 seconds because Emerson threatens Octavia is a top Blake sibling moment.

3x16 - “Perverse Instantiation” - Octavia reunites with Indra, and receives some pertinent and salient advice - don’t kill Pike until the fight is over, because they need him. Octavia fights with herself, coming close to ruining everything, but manages to swallow her rage long enough to fight alongside the man who executed her soulmate. But once it’s done, she does not hesitate - I was immensely satisfied, seeing her run him through with her sword, although it absolutely signals the start of Octavia’s descent into darkness.

Season 4:

4x01 - “Echoes” - Octavia begins her role as Skaikru’s assassin, taking out the men guarding Roan and allowing Abby to swoop in and save his life, saving all of their asses in the process. Again her role is limited, but she takes out the guards with a spear chuck and a badass knee-slide. It’s a cool moment. We begin to see the cracks in the surface as she starts spiraling more and more.

4x06 - “We Will Rise” - Tensions are very, very high in camp, as Ilian is being held as a prisoner for destroying the Ark, and pretty much everyone but Kane wants him dead. Octavia is still healing from Echo’s failed attempt to capture her, and has clearly gone even deeper into the darkness as a result of being pushed away by Kane and Indra. She allows the crowd to rush Ilian, then lets them drag him outside. She very nearly executes Ilian, in the same place Lincoln died, and in the same manner. Kane talks her down, and we get a very emotional and well-done flashback sequence of Octavia remembering Lincoln’s death. When she flees camp at the end, we can’t help but see her as a wounded, grieving kid, who took on way too much violence and brutality way too quickly.

4x07 - “Gimme Shelter” - Black rain strands multiple characters inside and forces them all to wait out the storm, dealing with rising resentments and anger. Octavia and Ilian find themselves sheltering in a cave together. Pushed to her limit by Ilian’s questions, Octavia very nearly walks out into the black rain, in an attempt to kill herself. Ilian rushes to pull her back in, and they consummate their brief, sweet relationship in a moment of mutual need.

4x09 - “DNR” - Octavia and Ilian try out peace for a while, to disastrous results. Her scenes are brief, but one of my favorite Octavia moments happens when she’s left to her own devices in the garden plot, moodily whacking at the soil, trying her best but clearly begrudging this peaceful lifestyle. Although the scene where she kills the other Grounders is brutal, it’s very effective. Octavia can’t escape the violence of her past, can’t pretend that she is able to go back to being an innocent girl. She still needs more time to see how much damage it’s caused her. Unfortunately, s4 kind of twists this arc and tosses it on its head, because she ends up being greatly rewarded and venerated for her ability to use violence to win the Conclave.

4x10 - “Die All, Die Merrily” - Even still, I can’t help but be enthralled by Octavia’s struggle in the Conclave. She uses her lifelong skills of hiding and making herself small to survive most of the battle. Then she teams up with Roan, showing that she’s willing to make allies out of enemies, if it ensures their survival. I’m still really sad at the way Luna’s arc ended, and that Octavia was the one who killed her - but it’s still a great episode for O, and one that really underlines her entire arc and character progression.

4x12 - “The Chosen” - Heda Octavia rises, though she’s never explicitly referred to as such, of course. Watching Octavia take the lead with uncertainty but steadfastness is so compelling. She takes on the entire human race as her people in 4x10, and then, she puts her money where her mouth is, forcing Skaikru to make the choice over who will be allowed to survive in the bunker, and who will be forced out into Praimfaya. It’s the beginning of Blodreina, in so many ways, and really sets her up well for her s5 arc.

Season 5:

5x02 - “The Red Queen” - Another classic. We get to dive deep into what happened during the six years that Octavia and the rest of humanity were trapped underground. Octavia chooses her new mantra, her new armor, and her new identity. She fights viciously, without mercy, and ends up triggering the start of an entirely new, but still very brutal, tribal culture. It’s a fun one!

5x04 - “Pandora’s Box” - My favorite parts of the Blodreina arc are where we get to see the cracks in the surface. When Bellamy breaks through the bunker to free Wonkru, Blodreina disappears and Octavia comes back, for the briefest of moments. She manages to look so small and vulnerable when she throws herself into his arms, despite her warpaint and armor. Her first interactions with Diyoza are so good, and the building tension of the other characters realizing just how much things have changed is palpable.

(For what it’s worth, I think most of the episodes between 4 and 10 are worth watching - but for the sake of keeping this as short as possible, I’m gonna skip those synopses. Octavia does a lot of posturing and power struggling with Bellamy and Clarke.)

5x10 - “The Warrior’s Will” - Blodreina is finally knocked down by her former friends. After throwing Gaia, Indra, and Bellamy into the fighting pits, she is thwarted by Monty’s dramatic entrance, with his miraculous flowering plant. Octavia, deep in her spiral, recognizes that the people around her do not understand that remaining in the bunker is untenable, impossible, and not something she can accept. She burns the farm. It’s the first time I was ever really mad at her, but it’s a very important part of her arc.

5x11 - “The Dark Year” - After an entire season of teases and hints, we finally, finally get the long overdue explanation of what exactly happened in the bunker during the infamous “Dark Year”. Although the cannibalism thing was pretty obvious at that point, and almost everyone in fandom had figured it out, there was still something very shocking and unsettling about seeing the way it played out. I think the true twist comes from two places - that is was all Abby’s idea in the first place, and that Octavia is forced to execute her own people in cold blood for refusing to take part. They’re epic, emotional, difficult scenes, and Marie knocks her performance out of the park.

5x13 - “Damocles, Pt 2″ - It takes losing nearly all of her people, and almost losing her adoptive sister/close advisor, but Octavia finally comes to see the error of her ways. They gave her about fifteen different, gloriously perfect lines to go out on. She marches into the light, shooting like a madwoman, screaming her mantra - and then she drops to her knees, ready to give herself up to save her family. In some ways, I wish she had died, but really, I can’t lie - I cheered and felt overwhelming relief when Emori, Echo, and Murphy bust in with the rover, saving the day. In the later half of the episode, we get some excellent Blake sibling moments, as well as a great conversation between Diyoza and Octavia.

Those are for you, anon, since you only wanted the first five seasons! For the rest, who might’ve followed along this far, and want to know where to go from here:

Season 6:

6x02 - “Red Sun Rising” - While everyone else goes crazy from eclipse toxin, Octavia just goes crazy. Seeing her struggle, wanting the surviving members of Skaikru to beat her up, is so heartbreaking. I think this is the episode where I really started to resent Abby and the way she treated Octavia. Lots of great little Niytavia moments, as well as a deeply frustrating but compelling Blake sibling reunion.

6x04 - “The Face Behind the Glass” - Giving Octavia a scared little girl to look after was one of the best things this show has ever done with her. Octavia thrives best with a clear goal, defined mission, and identifiable enemy. She has all of those things in this episode, but tragically, she cannot prevent the Children of Gabriel from killing Rose. It’s a surprisingly emotional arc in the midst of a lot of sassy angst.

6x05 - “The Gospel of Josephine” - The Octavia/Diyoza team-up this season was everything I wanted, and so much more. The scenes of them talking in the weird quicksand stuff are so interesting. It’s great to see Diyoza give her version of a pep talk to Octavia, and I love the banter between them and Gabriel. Also, the little nod she gives Diyoza after coming up out of the muck - “guess you want to live after all” - it means goddamn everything to me, okay? Don’t touch me, I’m emotional.

6x09 - “What You Take With You” - Our babygirl pops out of that anomaly lookin’ fresh and clean and younger than she did at the beginning of s5. We still don’t know what happened to her in there, but we do get a certain visualization of the emotional and spiritual journey she’s gone on, which has resulted in her dramatic transformation. I really loved her mindscape scenes, the return of the butterflies, and even Pike’s return, as much as he makes my blood boil.

6x12 - “Adjustment Protocol” - Bellamy and Octavia can finally work together again without going at each other’s throats. Seeing this improved, peaceful version of Octavia is so satisfying, especially after two solid seasons of her unquenchable bloodthirst.

6x13 - “The Blood of Sanctum” - At the end of reliving her arc in my head, via writing this, I have only one thing left to say: Octavia Blake is a badass mothafuckin’ bitch and there is no way in HELL that she is dead.

Thanks for reading! If anyone actually decides to use this as an actual watch guide, lmk. If you think there are any really important ones that I missed, give me a shout!

#octavia blake #stephspeaks #asks #anons #the 100 meta

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canyouhearthelight · 6 years ago

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The Miys, Ch. 38

Okay, fresh from @parisconstantine, here is the next installment. Head’s up to @baelpenrose, @books-and-cartoons, and @stuffy-lana, I managed to mention all of your amazing characters here. This is by no means the last chapter for them, but the most basic possible introduction.

As far as everyone’s favorite side characters from the previous contest ( @thatkidfrompinterest and Zach, @werewolf2578 and Maverick and Grey), they are by no means going to go away! I love those folks!

Thank you everyone, as always for reading this far. Minor mention of someone kicking a pet, but the pet won in the end ;)

Much to my sister’s patient frustration, the search for my new assistant was slow-going. As I eased back into my role as Councillor, some of the additional work was taken off her shoulders simply by virtue of Simon and I working together. She still had a long list of applicants to consider, and an even longer list of people who may be qualified but were currently assigned to other areas. Logistics on the Ark were a curious thing, and the longer I worked with Tyche and Simon, the more I was amazed by her ability to keep everything straight.

For starters, there were several positions on the ship which were by appointment or election. The Council itself was appointed, but when we reached the as-yet-unnamed colony, the positions would start rotating out on an elected basis, one per year. Administrators were appointed by a unanimous decision of the Council, from a list of applicants approved by the Councillor they would be assisting most directly. Some, like Tyche, served no member directly, and were therefore voted on by a group of candidates put forth by each of the Council. Then there were department heads, educators, researchers….

It was a headache, to say the least.

Part of the reason I never wanted to be on the Council in the first place was a healthy distaste for bureaucracy, and it had never been more evident than now. My request to have Xiomara pre-approve any applicant before I even saw their record caused quite a stir, which I didn’t even consider as a possibility. My life was on the line! It seemed obvious that I would want the person in charge of ship safety to narrow down the list. But no… Eino, Pranav, and Huynh all thought this was considered ‘undue influence’. Simon agreed with me and Xiomara, but his vote and mine were considered one, representing the seat we shared. Grey abstained from opinion for over a month until they were able to list the pros and cons logically, eventually proposing that it would be a good practice for anyone appointed to the Council or as Administrator, with the caveat that Xiomara’s background check would replace her vote, since she obviously approved of any candidates she passed on.

All that before we could even start reviewing candidates. I thought Tyche was going to eat the other Councillors before anything was decided.

Fortunately, she was ready to go when the approval finally came in, with nearly fifty applicants who fit the criteria I had given her as a starting point. One by one, Xiomara reviewed them officially, then handed them off to Derek for the deeper digging. She wasn’t even terribly sneaky about it – she marched in my office, flicked each file to his datapad, and watched him tear them to digital shreds with a delight that nearly made my skin crawl.

<This guy kicked Lyric,> Derek signed, flicking the file to me and my sister. <That’s a no go.>

“Who is Lyric?” I asked faintly as I reviewed the file. Safety checks came back okay, no unusual psychological issues dating back to Before, no criminal history in the before other than a couple drunk and disorderlies. Looked clean enough. Background as an accountant, worked a barrista in school.

“Grandma Kim’s dog,” my sister clarified.

“Who is Grandma Kim? Kim what?”

“Just ‘Grandma Kim’,” was the shrugged reply. “Only name she ever gave anyone. She works with Antoine in Social Services. Tough as nails, sweet as tea. No clue how old she is, but she reeks of combat training. Lyric is her German Shepherd, acts somewhere between service dog and K-9 unit. They get assigned to people who suffer from acute fear of being attacked – severe domestic violence victims, you get the idea. She pulls a really good ‘doting grandma’ act, until she suddenly has someone backed against a wall with a sharp object in soft tissue.”

I whistled, impressed. “Any chance she applied?” A grandmotherly ninja sounded like a good bodyguard right about now, if I didn’t think Conor would be seventeen flavors of butt-hurt about being replaced.

My sister and Derek simultaneously answered “I wish” and <you wish>. No luck on my side. Damn.

“Okay, dog-kicker is out of the list, if he managed to survive kicking said dog?” I arched my eyebrow at Derek, specifically.

“I really hope Miys didn’t regenerate any of that,” I grumbled before glancing at the ceiling. “And don’t answer that. I don’t want to be disappointed in a good dog or disappointed in myself.”

Tyche cleared her throat. “About Grandma Kim…” She looked at me pointedly.

“You said she didn’t apply for the position.” I was so confused.

“She didn’t. But, mon soeur, you need a therapy companion – “

“I certainly do not.”

“You certainly do. I know Conor is looking out for you, and Noah monitors you remotely when you’re alone, but it isn’t enough. You barely sleep, you only eat if Noah or Conor force you to. I can’t force you to, because I’m just as bad. I’ve seen the medical reports – “

“That’s an invasion of my privacy!” I nearly shrieked in panic.

“I’m your emergency contact, you idiot!” she shouted. “They are required to tell me these things! Did that never occur to you, you fucking genius!?” She and I both panted, trying to catch our breaths.

“You don’t have to assign me a boyfriend or girlfriend,” I grumbled.

She heaved a sigh and flattened me with a glare. “I’m not trying to get you fucking laid, dumbass. You need someone to take care of you the way you take care of literally everyone else. Someone to protect you, and dote on you.” I opened my mouth to protest, but she blocked me with an outstretched hand and continued. “I want you to consider having Grandma Kim and Lyric assigned to you.” Staring me down until she was certain I had time to think it over, she finally moved her hand.

“You’re assigning me a grandmother?” I tilted my head in confusion.

“Duh.” I was reasonably certain her eyes were going to roll out of her head. “You wanna get laid, do it on your own time. But a sweet old lady who conjures her weight in gummy bears everywhere she goes, complete with big guard dog and impressively sharp knives? Even I would sleep better knowing she was watching over you.”

“Conor would be hurt,” I tried complaining, only half-heartedly. “And Mac hates dogs.”

Derek clapped to get our attention. <Mac loves Lyric. They take naps together.>

God damn it, even the cat was against me.

“Plus, she cooks,” Tyche wheedled. “You could trade recipes. Conor would be so over the moon at fresh cooked food, I think he would be okay with being backup to a little old lady.”

“Little old ninja, from the sounds of it,” I grumbled. “Can I at least think it over?”

“All I ask,” Tyche grinned in victory, nonetheless.

<This one is racist.> Derek moved the conversation on. Out of the forty approved by Xiomara, Derek only left seventeen in the end. A racist, two drunks, one who didn’t believe in mental disabilities, a handful of flat out assholes (“That’s not illegal,” Xiomara argued. “It doesn’t mean it’s excusable,” I pointed out. After all, Derek had a high threshold of intolerable asshole).

Of the seventeen finalists, two files really stood out. The first just baffled me. “This guy is entirely too pretty,” I muttered. “And he put down that he was a bartender… why is he applying for this job? What’s his current assignment?”

Tyche hmmm’d for a second before responding. “Sebastian Reed, twenty-six, owned the bar, actually. Currently assigned to Social Services, helping grieving families and those who grew up in households with drug-addicts. Was engaged, pregnant fiancée drowned Before.”

“Wait. He’s currently twenty-six? That means he would have been sixteen when the world went to shit,” I pointed out, trying to make sense of it in my head.

Xiomara held up a hand to interject. “He stated he was twenty-five when he came on board. He looks about right for that age. You know the rules – whatever name and age you gave when you came on board are the name and age we go by. Official documents may disagree with that, but everyone is entitled to their privacy. So, no snooping on that, if he wants to tell you anything to the contrary, that’s fine. But I’ll tell you now – there is no official record of his birth, but the bar was left to him when he was eight years old, by an uncle that passed away. It was remarkable enough that I was at least able to find record of that. The rest could be completely accurate from there.”

“Okay, fair. We’ll respect that. My real question is this: if he owned a bar and knows how to bartend, why don’t we have a bar on this ship!?” I demanded. “Don’t get me wrong, I think he could completely do the job – bartenders deal with entirely too much shit, with a smile on their face usually, can say ‘no’ to literally anyone, and if he owned the bar I completely believe that he could manage meetings and scheduling. But it would be a complete waste. I cannot, in good conscience, take the chance that the Council would appoint him to be my administrator when we really need him to open a pub on this ship.” I dragged a hand through my hair, finally at the point where I could avoid tangles. Luckily, my hair really didn’t tangle that much, so once I suffered through my sister getting them out, it pretty much stayed that way. “I’ll send him the request myself, once we find a space for him to open it in.”

I pulled up the second applicant that caught my attention and flicked it to my sister’s screen. “Is this a joke?” I asked. When she shook her head with a smirk, I groaned. “You cannot be serious. This guy doesn’t even like me.”

“You literally put that down as a substantial portion of the criteria. He’s stubborn to a fault, but willing to listen and compromise. Not just a willingness but a hunger to learn. Looks at both sides of every conflict and comes to his own conclusions, usually in the middle, but remarkably liberal when he does take a side. Meticulously organized, knows who the authority figures are and wasn’t afraid to beard the dragon in its den, figuratively. Most of all, he is neither a victim blamer nor a person who will only see what happened to you. He literally, on the first time meeting you, saw a Councillor, ‘someone with sense’ as he said, and demanded your say as a Councillor. Sure, he has no tact whatsoever, but that means he will say ‘no’ when it needs to be said, and damned the hurt feelings. It also means he is willing to disagree with you when you are wrong.”

“He actually included his encounter with you in the application,” Xiomara pointed out, highlighting the part in question. “Did you really threaten to burn the materials he was requesting?”

“They aren’t materials, they are books, and yes, I did.”

“He believed you would do it.”

“Oh, I meant it,” I chuckled. “With every fiber of my being, I meant it. While I understand his eagerness to get them, his timing was deplorable.”

“Are you really going to hand-deliver them to him?” Tyche asked, skeptical.

“I may not need to,” I murmured. “Application by Alistair Worthington approved by me. If he passes the vote of the other four, I’ll hand them to him when I give him the job.”

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#writing #science fiction #humans are weird #aliens #humans are space orcs #apocalypse #scifi #the miys

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nostalgiaispeace · 5 years ago

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1678.

How fast can you say the alphabet? i mean i’ve never timed it? What are you allergic to? the planet How many serious relationships have you had? one If you could read one person’s mind, who would it be? i don’t wanna do that If someone dared you, what dare would you be afraid to attempt? probably all the dares

How do you like your eggs? hard boiled What’s your most expensive piece of clothing? my wedding dress What was your last big achievement? lol What famous person’s memoir would you like to read? Lana Del Rey should write one Have you ever had a “false alarm” moment, what was it about? not that i recall Do you know how to ride a bike? yeah If you could breed two species together what new animal would you create? not my thing What 5 world leaders would you make sit down in a room to discuss issues? none If you were in the hospital who are the two people you’d want by your side? my husband and my sister When was the last time you cried and what made you cry? today, because it doesn’t look like i’m getting a corgi If you could ever take a street sign, what sign do you want? no thanks What is your favorite ride at any amusement park? water rides Have you ever raised money for charity? yes How do you feel about growing older? sucks What wild animal scares you? birds and fish Do you think actors and athletes are overpaid? no Have you ever been alienated, if so for what? probably Have you ever not returned something you borrowed and if so what was it? not that i recall When you pack your lunch, what’s your favorite packed lunch? - What was the one most important thing you learned from your parents? to do everything they did not do

How fast can you run? not fast Have you done something you worry could come back to haunt you, what? probably What is your most favorite feature of your favorite electronic device? idk If you had to build a small ark, what 7 animals would you save? all cat breeds What is your favorite Christmas or holiday tradition? don’t have one What novel would you love to be transported into to live out your days? harry potter What is your favorite hiding place? my bed What is something your parents love that you actually love too? idk Have anyone ever said “I love you” and you couldn’t say it back. it’s happened Have you ever ridden a camel? no

What’s been the hardest loss you’ve had to take? my grandpa dying and my cat Scarlet dying What emotion is your least favorite and the one you are not in touch with? sadness Do you think facial moles or freckles are cute? freckles yes Would you ever pick up a hitchhiker? no

What was your funniest computer or phone wallpaper? idk? If you’re searching for a relationship, where is your go place to look? - When and where are you happiest? when i’m sleeping in my bed What was your favorite age, so far? none What is your favorite part of the day? when i’m asleep What book have you read multiple times? harry potter Do you keep a budget? yes Have you ever test driven a car you knew you weren’t going to buy? no Pretend you’re doing an interview, what’s the first question? no What do you have a hard time visualizing? the future What makes you feel uncomfortable in group settings? humans What was your worst date ever? idk Have you ever gotten in a bidding war on Ebay, if so for what item? yes for something harry potter If you had to pick one food to eat everyday for life, what would it be? pizza Are you supportive of your friends even if you don’t agree with them? yes Have you ever used the opposite sex restroom in an emergency? probably What did you think was stupid until you tried it? nothing What subject do you and your parents never see eye to eye on? everything Where do you see yourself in 1 year’s time? idk How scared of the dark are you? i’m not scared of the dark What is your favorite type of seafood? none What triggers your inner shopaholic? sadness What is the rudest thing a person can do to another person in your opinion? that’s a lot of things What public figure do you disagree with the most? i’m not sure Do you think you could ever be a firefighter, why/why not? no What is/was your favorite bedtime story? - What was the last thing to make you feel happy? idk What is your opinion on rats as pets? not my kind of pet What is something you’re afraid to try? a lot of things What cartoon character best describes you? none What keeps you interested in your goals or dreams? i don’t have any so What is your favorite actress beginning with the letter J? Jennifer Lawrence What song makes you dance uncontrollably? any britney spears song If you wanted to live off the radar where would you live? england Do you like nachos, if so what topping is a MUST have? cheese Do you have any subscriptions? yeah Which is better, Mario or Sonic? Mario. Who is the most creative person you know? probably Perri Besides a pickle, what is your favorite thing pickled? idk? What did you do for your 21st birthday? If not, 21 what are your plans? i got drunk

Are you a role model for anyone in your life? i hope not What song do you hate the most? a lot of songs. i’m very picky Do you think you need to slow down and enjoy life more? probably Can you impersonate anyone famous? no If you could go back in time to change one thing what would it be? so many things i can’t just pick one Can you honestly say you’re enjoying your life right now? no What is your favorite salty snack? chips What is your favorite restaurant? this mexican restaurant that i miss alot Have you ever been in a play for school? yes

#me #survey

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Headcanons for Bellarke being grandparents:

So, with much persuasion from @zavens, I decided to post this. It’s old and it’s been gathering dust in my drafts forever with about 30 or more bellarke headcanons.

!!!WARNING FOR MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH!!!

Since they’re old and all...

Madi is the first to grant them grandchildren when Clarke is still in her late forties and Bellamy is just a little over his fifties;

the delinquents make fun of him a lot, but he won’t hear a word-the twins, two beautiful girls called Hanna and Leah are the apple of his eyes; and Clarke’s of course;

they don’t get to see them all the time, but Madi often leaves them for the weekend, since her village is just an hour away from Arkadia;

the girls adore their grandparents; Hannah is in a way a lot like Clarke, she likes doing dangerous stuff, bosses her sister around, hangs with her grandmother in medbay and wants to know all about healing and how to set broken bones, but they also often catch her practicing throwing knives at the tree behind their house-she’s a menace, mildly put;

her favorite thing to do is to burst through the door of Clarke and Bellamy’s cabin and wake her grandma (who still after all these years, isn’t a morning person) by jumping on the bed while Bellamy laughs holding Leah in his arms by the door;

“Grandma, grandma, grandpa said we’re going to the river today!” /”We are what?” Clarke would snap awake and the girls would chuckle;

Leah was much quieter; she liked hanging out with Bellamy, being around his big dog Ares and listening to him telling stories;

the first time she saw Ares, she was just a baby and Bellamy has lost sight of her for a second before finding her crawling on the back porch and raising her hands to Ares’ big head; for a moment his heart had skipped a few beats but then Ares only started licking her and rolled down next to her so she can pet him;

as every grandparent ever to live on earth, Clarke and Bellamy spoiled their grandchildren; a lot; especially Bellamy, he would often buy them presents whenever he went away and he loved sewing them little stuffed toys and dresses;

Clarke would scold him for spoiling them rotten but she secretly gave them sweets and let them ride on the front seat of the rover with her; she often gave Bellamy a heart attack like that;

“Clarke, do you know Hannah’s currently climbing up the apple tree in the backyard?” he would ask, almost pulling his hairs at it and she would chuckle “Yes, Bell, I know, she wants to try and touch the sky” /”As someone who fell from it, don’t you think it’s a little....I don’t know, impossible!” he kept walking up and down while she went through her book of herbs and chuckled under her nose, explaining that she can’t go further than the first branch which is literally half a foot above the ground;

they didn’t see Hannah and Leah all the time, but the sure as hell saw their son Gus’ kid all the time since he lived in camp with them;

Jake came to the world five years after Hannah and Leah and it was one of the happiest days of Clarke and Bellamy’s lives; unfortunately, his mom, Gus’ wife died a few months after childbirth so Clarke and Bellamy helped their son as much as they could with raising his child;

you could say that Jake spent most of his day with either Clarke or Bellamy and the evenings with his dad who struggled between being in the council and leading the guards after Bellamy stepped down and was only involved in hunting and training here and there;

Jake, similarly to Hannah and Leah would burst through the door of their cabin early every morning with the words “Grandpa, are you teaching me how to shoot today?”/”I’ve got him” Clarke would say as she got up;

lately she was the first to get out of bed since Bellamy broke his leg really bad last winter and he often limped heavily, especially in the morning;

she would make him coco with milk and then some breakfast so by the time he was done, Bellamy was out of bed and Jake would jump in his arms and hug him tight;

he loved his grandpa so much, it kind of made Clarke envious, the closeness they had, the understanding; Jake resembled Bellamy more too not only on the outside but on the inside as well-he was quite stubborn but also...selfless; he would often ask Clarke how he can help his dada feel better because he’s too sad lately and it broke her heart;

the latest agenda on Jake’s list was Bellamy teaching him how to shoot and one day after three months of constant nagging, Bellamy took out the rover, his rifle a bag of provisions and of course Jake and lied to Clarke they are going near the river on the other side of the hill;

“Okay, now, what we’re about to do is to remain a secret at least until you’re 18 do you understand?” he said and Jake gave him a serious look, nodding eagerly “I’ll just teach you how to hold it and then I’ll fire a few shots, okay?” Jake was already jumping around him and Bellamy sighed, trying to hide his smile away;

needless to say, both Clarke and Gus knew what he had done just a few days later and they were both scolding the hell out of him in the kitchen “Dad, you gave him a rifle!”/ “It wasn’t loaded! I just showed him what it’s like, he’s been begging me to!”/”Bellamy, I know you only meant well, but he’s too young” Clarke was softer with it, but Gus was raging, meanwhile Jake was eavesdropping under the window;

later that night Jake finds his grandpa in the back yard, fixing their tomatoes and he tentatively looks at him; “It’s okay, son, come here” Bellamy tells him when he notices his uncertainty; Jake runs to his grandpa and buries his little head in his chest; he loved how he always smelled of grass, gunpowder and cigarettes; “I’m so sorry, pa” Jake apologizes and Bellamy tightens his grip “I didn’t mean to say but it just spilled!”/ “It’s alright, I’m not angry” he pulls him away and brushes the tears from Jake’s puffy cheeks “But grandma is.” Jake sobbed, his bottom lip trembling, his big brown eyes still full of tears “She’s not, she’s just worried. Either way, don’t worry about your grandma, I’ll deal with her” he promises and stands up from the ground, staggering a little; Jake grabs his hand and helps him steady himself;

they don’t have another lesson until ten years later; bellamy has just lost clarke the previous winter and he was not taking it all very well; neither was Jake; he loved his grandma to bits but he soon realized how much harder this is for his grandpa;

so he started going there every day this time not for himself, but for Bellamy; his grandpa refused help even though he was constantly in pain because of his stupid leg and he was half dragging himself through camp;

one morning, a little after he had learned to drive the rover and was months away from joining the guards, Bellamy greets him with the news that they’re going out of camp;

he takes Jake to the dropship which he knows is the place the 100 first landed; he’s been here a few times, never for too long; the last one mere months ago when they buried his grandma; Bellamy gives him his rifle and they practice all day shooting targets; that goes on for a month until at the end of one of their training sessions Bellamy grabs Jake’s arm and nods towards the cemetery;

“Here’s where all our friends are buried” he says even though Jake knows, he listens patiently “Your grandma and I used to come here all the time to pay our respects; at least once a month” he didn’t know that one “You see that sunny place over there next to your grandma” he nods as he leans on the fence surrounding the graveyard, because of his inability to support himself on his own anymore “Yes” Jake confirms/ “There’s where I’ll be buried.”/”Grandpa, don’t start with this again” Jake begged, lately all Bellamy talked about was his death “Uh-uh! You gotta hear this, you gotta be ready.” Bellamy insists “I’ll soon join your grandma and that’s perfectly normal, alright. I just want you to know the place where I wanna lay down in case your father is stupid enough to bury me in that new graveyard near the Ark. You gotta make sure I’m here, okay?”

“Okay, pa” Jake promises “Good man” Bellamy pats his shoulder and hands him his rifle “From now on, that’s yours.” Jake tries to protest but Bellamy won’t hear it, he just raises his hand and starts limping “Now help me get to your grandma so I can say hi and then we’re going home”;

Just two days later Jake comes by his grandpa’s cabin and bursts in like he did as a kid; he starts talking and moving stuff around, preparing some coffee until he realizes, Bellamy isn’t saying anything back;

they bury him exactly where he wanted to; Jake makes sure to visit at least once a month;

#the 100 #bellarke #bellarke fanfiction #bellamy blake #clarke griffin #bellamy and clarke as grandparents #headcanons #fluff #angst #major character death #the whole sad pack #from yours truly #aka me #lol #if it wasn't for zahraa i wouldn't have posted that one #it has been in my drafts for a year and a half #my headcanons

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chromsai · 5 years ago

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5Ds Review

Wooo... another Yugioh down, just 2 more to go on this challenge... (yeah, just a reminder that V//r//ains will not be included in this challenge).

This one I was very excited to get to rewatch... at first. I’d only seen this once before all the way through, and halfway through I remembered... that I only actually really enjoyed about half this show. My last attempt at rewatching this show failed completely (yes, I admit that I abandoned ship as soon as I hit about the halfway mark... or even a little less), but this time, by some fucking stubborn as hell and definitely worn out miracle, I succeeded. Barely. But I did it. I may have... lagged it a bit here or there (even worse than when I watched GX, surprisingly), but I finished right on schedule.

And right on schedule, here’s my honest review of what, for a short period of time back in like mid-2014, used to be my favorite Yugioh spin-off:

Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds.

(Note: Before you skip through all this and just scroll to the bottom to read my final rating of this show, just know my breakdown, because I tried to be the nicest reviewer I could when reviewing this, for the sake of... idk, my sanity, or whatever. The breakdown I chose is:

1. Season 1 2. Season 2:

a. filler episodes b. Crash Town i. Bonds Beyond Time (BBT) c. WRGP + Ark Cradle d. Finale

Why in the hell am I making this so complicated this time?! Reasons. Reasons to be discussed...

And don’t worry, as always, I’ll do my best to keep it short and just my overall thoughts.)

Season 1 - Fortune Cup + Dark Signers (Episodes 1 - 64):

We start off with something that’s very promising and fast. I don’t necessarily mean “fast-paced”, per say— the show, at least right here, doesn’t seem to struggle with pacing much at all— rather, 5Ds exudes the sort of energy that it’s set a course and it knows how to get there. Where is it going? It doesn’t know yet and it doesn’t care, and honestly in this first Season, that’s completely fine because it knows how to make each pit stop into a memorable detour worth paying attention to. It doesn’t waste your time, is what I want to say.

The first leg of the Season, the Fortune Cup arc, does a great job establishing its main cast and their reasons for being involved in this dystopian mess of plot. Regarding said dystopian mess, rest assured that the show’s world is pretty well established within the first few episodes, so world building is not an issue either. It’s already going pretty great, and then we’re gifted with the excellent Dark Signers second leg which builds on character’s backgrounds, establishes relationships even further, and raises the stakes just enough that things actually matter. That’s right. Consequence finds its way back to Yugioh... or is it introduced into it, actually? It’s been so long since we’ve had some consequence in Yugioh and yet its existence is so fleeting, as we soon realize, right at the end of this arc.

It’s something to get used to for the next... a while.

Regardless, Season 1 of 5Ds is without a doubt an enjoyable watch with some solid presentation (for the most part). It’s something that’s an incredible breath of fresh air for this anime franchise. Though perhaps a short one...

Overall rating for this arc: 4/5 - very good, but still lacking on that much sought after umph that we crave from a lot of shows, an element we’ll keep missing in this franchise for a good while...

Season 2 (Episodes 65 - 154):

Here comes... this. Mess. If you;re getting the impression by now that I’ve been procrastinating talking about this, you’re right. I’m going to go pretty fast on this... or ‘least I’ll try...

a. Filler Episodes (Episodes 65 - 85):

Although, yes, we are indeed introduced to a “new threat” this season, we spend the majority of the time these 20 episodes exploring the daily lives of the 5Ds cast and crew, introducing new (95% useless) side characters left and right. At first you might think, You know what this is kinda fun, but actually you are wrong. The only episode in here that anyone ever remembers is that one where Yusei and Aki go on a roller skating date. Because it’s cute. But superficial. None of these episodes carry much weight at all, perhaps baring, like, those two or three episodes that introduce Sherry and, later, Bruno. But otherwise? None of this matters. Harmless tho? Mostly.

Season 2a rating: 1.7/5

b. Crash Town (Episodes 86 - 92)

“Wait, I watched this show and these episodes were also filler, what gives?!” You’re absolutely right, my friend. But you’ve forgotten one thing:

That’s right. Yusei’s classy ass.

No, but in all seriousness though, Crash Town offers some weird, old-western-style fever dream. It’s ridiculous; It has nothing to do with 5Ds at all. It’s like the producers decided to just drop us in an AU without warning, and honestly? It’s not terrible.

Season 2b rating: 2.8/5

i. Bonds Beyond Time (BBT - movie)

So this movie was canon to 5Ds, but was it 5Ds? No. As such, I won’t rate or review it here, but I’ll admit it’s not not a fun time for a fanservice movie. Is it of good quality, though? Not really, aside from its presentation. Do I have to mention that it’s canonically a part of this show? Yes. Do you miss out on anything important later on if you skip it? Aside from a small mention of its antagonist’s existence in one line of 5Ds’ climax later on, nope.

c. WRGP + Ark Cradle (Episodes 93 - 153):

*Sighs groaningly infinitely*.

This leg of Season 2 is, easily, the worst part of this entire show.

Before I continue, I need to mention that, as you might have guessed by now, the show has resorted to talking endlessly and vaguely about “destiny” and “zetsubouuuu” in place of its original, wholesome themes relating to self-worth and the intricacies of the relationships between people called “bonds”. But I’m sure that was a given by now; hopefully I didn’t have to clarify that.

The WRGP and Ark Cradle comprise a total of sixty-one (61) episodes and a shit ton of duels, but only exactly one (1) of those duels is decent-good (and it’s still very skippable. I know. Because even though I remembered I liked it the first time I ever watched this show, I decided it wasn’t worth it and still just skimmed it, much like I did for most of this Season).

The WRGP itself is an incredible drag to watch through. The pre-duels are cluttered with unnecessary exposition, Yusei becomes the only useful character through the end of the show, we’re met with uncharismatic and unoriginal teams characters that make Doma’s goons from DM Season 4 seem interesting in comparison. Every duel goes pretty much the same: Team 5Ds is losing... until Yusei takes the reigns and wins for them... again.

Of course I won’t forget that the main group of antagonists don’t ever use a lick of logic, and their plot unveils always resort to a mix of shock and un-awe, recounting “oh woe is me” tales that not a single person could ever care for, much less remember, all for the sake of “justice, destiny, and redemption”. All of which falls flatter than if this show was called YuGiOh 1D.

Lastly, I will absolutely not end this portion of the review by not reminding everyone that, no matter what they say about that-one-spinoff, Yu-Gi-Oh! 5Ds had, unarguably, the worst plot twist of all time *mic drop*. That’s a fact, not an opinion. This is my review, not yours.

Season 2c rating: 0.4/5 - I’d rather watch GX Season 4 than this because at least that one ended quicker.

d. Finale (Episode 154):

I won’t waste any more of your time here, I’ll just straight up say it: This episode, directed by the series’ original director (who had been absent since the end of Season 1, mind you *cough*), was, as they say, pretty damn good and had me feeling a tinge of that emotional umphness, but only just a tease. It exudes actual care for the cast of this show, something that hadn’t held its presence in this show for an unfortunate amount of time. It’s a satisfying ending and leaves us without a doubt in our minds that these characters will go on to continue meaningful and fulfilling lives. A gentle, but firm send off. Nice.

Season 2d rating: 4.6/5 - wonderful ending, irked only by the distasteful amount crap preceded by it.

Season 2 overall rating: 2.375

Final Thoughts: Right, I usually add on something after I give my final overall rating, but before I do that, I just wanna say this: people talk about wasted potential all the time, but confuse nostalgic presence with excellence. What I mean by that is, this show had all the major markings of a narrative that conveyed meaning, and yet that got terribly lost along the way. The Finale brought it back up, reminding us why these characters were so endearing and why we bothered to stick through it all with them to the end, despite distasteful ventures. It took a few creative twists at first— in approach, most notably, throwing us into the action before building up its world and characters, and it paid off early on— but the obvious shift in direction less than midway through the series did not pan out well for it overall. Instead, 5Ds left us with a satisfying ending, sure, but about 2/3rds of its journey was just crashing and burning, and we just sat there feeling the bruises of the characters we watched, urging them to just get to the finish line already so we never have to experience this sadly mediocre trip ever again.

Final Overall Rating: 3.2/5.

#sai watches 5ds #ygo hell challenge #5ds review #a bit longer than the last two but i needed this like this lol #thanks if u rea this

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pendragaryen · 6 years ago

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the 100 ask game

tagged by @carrieeve

1. What station on the Ark would you be from?

Farm station

2. What would you get arrested for on the Ark?

Mh, I really don’t know...

3. Would you take off your wristband when you landed on the ground?

4. What would the necklace Finn would make for you look like? (Clarke: deer/Raven: a raven duh..)

Ha! We wouldn’t have had THAT kind of relationship so that he’d feel he have to make me something like this...

5. If you could resurrect any MINOR character who would it be?

probably Zoe Monroe

6. Create a squad of 5 characters to go on missions with. Who are they?

Bellamy, Clarke, Raven, Monty and Harper (or after Marper’s death... Murphy and Emori)

7. What Grounder Clan would you belong to you?

Floukru or Trikru? But... thinking about it... most likely Trishanakru

8. What would your name be in Trigedasleng? (example: Octavia=Okteivia…just make it up!)

I lol’d... Sorry.. But I don’t think you can make ANYTHING out of Anne... Anne kom Trishanakru... ;)

9. Thoughts on Finn? Some people hate him, and others love him, so I’m curious

Um... Blank space tbh. He was too unimportant for me to hate or love him. Only in relation to Raven and/or Clarke of course... What he did was disgusting.

10. Be honest. How willing would you have been to take the chip without knowing all the horrible things it does?

Tbqh... I don’t know. Maybe... if my friends would’ve taken it too. I’d like to say that I’d be strong enough to refuse it. But seriously, I have no clue what I’d have done in that particular situation.

11. What character do you relate to most?

S1-4: Bellamy. Since S5: Clarke.

12. What character do you like the least?

Deep sigh... I go with E/ho here. I didn’t like her back in S2 and I can’t bring myself to like her since.

13. Describe your delinquent outfit. (Would you wear something like Murphy’s jacket with the spikey red shoulder patch or have a trademark like Jasper’s goggles? Be creative, yet practical)

black leggings, boots, long shirt with some kind of a big leather belt, fitted leather or denim jacket, ragged scarf ... something like that and definitely nothing special

14. Favorite type of mutant animal?

The two-headed dear... if you can possibly speak of FAVORITES here... unf...

15. What would your job be on the Ark?

Um... I think i’d be some kind of a librarian... maybe... Or I’m just tending to plants...

16. Would you have willingly pumped Ontari’s heart if Abby asked?

Oh god... Not as a concious decision. But if I would have shut down all of my thoughts at that particular moment... i’d probably just ACT...

17. If Lexa wasn’t Heda, but she was still alive then who would have made the best commander?

Out of the Nightbloods? Um... I don’t know many of these. Later on: Madi. Probably.

18. How would you act if you ate the hallucinogenic nuts like Jasper and Monty?

I’d probably be laughing ALL THE TIME and over the most stupid things

19. How would you have dealt with Charlotte’s crime? A more John Murphy approach or Bellamy Blake approach?

I go with Bellamy here

20. Who should have been the Chancellor, if anyone?

Um oh god... I think... Abby? Back in the time of the ark/Arkadia. And/or rather Kane than Jaha.

21. Would you have been on Pike’s side like Bellamy or on Kane’s side? Or Clarke in Polis?

I would’ve been on Kane’s side

22. Mount Weather had a lot of modern commodities. (example: Maya’s Ipod) What is the one thing you would snatch while there?

Haha... Dunno... I LOVE music. So i’d probs go with an MP3-player too. ;)

23. What would your Grounder tattoos look like? Hairstyle? War paint?

No war paint. But tattoos. Maybe some climbing plants like ivy or something like that - but in black and white of course. On my arms and neck and reaching out onto my cheek. Oh and I like the hairstyle Octavia had back in S2. Something like that maybe.

24. Favorite quote?

Clearly “Who we are and who we need to be to survive are very different things”. Nothing fits the whole show better that these words imo.

25. If all of the characters were in the Hunger Games, who would have the best shot at winning?

Out of ALL characters? As much as I’d LOVE to say Bellamy... but.. Um... Probs Indra or Luna. Out of our delinquents: Octavia. Otherwise: Maybe Diyoza. Just a feeling...

26. Least favorite ship? Favorite canon ship? Favorite non canon ship? NOT INCLUDING CL OR BC OR BE

Least fave: I am prohibited to mention that (see above). Fave canon: Marper. Fave non-canon: Sea Mechanic (Raven/Luna)

27. A song that should be included in the next season? If there had to be another guest star like Shawn Mendes on the show, who would you want to make a cameo?

Depends on the plot what kind of song I’d like to hear. In regards to my fave pairing/ship... probably “Rewrite the stars” performed by James Arthur. I just LOVE this song so so much...

28. What would you do if you were stuck in the bunker with Murphy for all that time?

The bunker huh? I have no idea. Do you mean the Wonkru-bunker or the bunker/tower he was imprisoned by Jaha/Alie? As for the latter: Seriously. How should it be possible to shut him out of your life completely? It simply WON’T WORK. So... I think we’d probably doing all the weird and funny things that are available (games, karaoke, drinking and so on) and then I’d take my things and search for an empty, silent space just for myself. Just a place to retire to sometimes.

29. You’re an extra that gets killed off. How do you die?

I wouldn’t have survived praimfaya. That’s for sure. I’d have been burned to ashes. Before that: Probably hit by a grounder spear.

30. A character you’d like to learn more about and get flashbacks of?

Always Emori. She’s such an interesting character. And all the new characters that will appear in S6.

31. A character you’d bang?

Is that even a question......... Big B of course. Captain daddy can come @ me all the time. ;)

32. Would you stay in the Bunker? Go up to Space? Or live on your own in Eden?

Definitely Eden

33. In the Bunker, would you follow Octavia? What would you do to pass the time underground?

Lol what kind of a question is that... i would HAVE to follow blodreina... she’d throw me in the pits if i don’t... And ugh... I’d probably read mountains of books - if there should’ve been some down there...

34. What crime would you commit in the Bunker that lands you in the fighting pits?

Refusing to eat my fellow peeps...

35. Up in Space, who would you bond with first? Who would be the most difficult for you to get along with?

I’d probs be friends with Harper and Monty, as well as with Bellamy. I’d have my difficulties with Murphy and Echo, I’m pretty sure of that...

36. How long do you think you would last on Earth by yourself?

Not as long as Clarke

37. When the Eligius ship lands what do you do?

run and hide

38. Favorite Eligius character? Least favorite?

Diyoza is impressive. I admire her. I LOVE(D) Shaw tho... Least fave: Obviously McCreary.

39. Would you Spacewalk?

Yesssss!

40. Would you prefer to eat Windshield Bugs, Space Algae, or Bunker Meat?

Waaahh! THE ALGAE OF COURSE! *shudders *

41. Would you start a war for the last spot of green on earth? What would your solution be to avoid it?

I’m not a warrior. Never was. I’d probably try to negotiate some kind of peace with the enemy. Like Bellamy said at some point in S5: Everyone its little space of Eden to grow something on your own...-ish ;)

42. Would you rather dig out flesh-eating worms or stick thumb drives into bullet holes?

If I HAVE to choose here... The thumb drive...

43. Are you willing to poison your sister for the Traitor Who You Love? What would you do to stop Octavia?

Oh god... THAT’S hard... I do have a sister who is very, very dear to me. I can’t possibly imagine to poison her... I can’t compare her to O though, bc I was never separated from her for 6 long years - nor is she like a blodreina (NO-ONE is like blodreina... >.<). Bellamy said he did it (amongst other obvious reasons) bc he wanted to save her from herself. Maybe... if she would have gone too far, too... and the life of MY greatest love would be on stake... I’d do it. But no... I don’t wanna think about that.

As for what I’d do to stop Octavia... I don’t have any better idea either. That’s the problem here. *sigh *

44. Would you go to sleep in cryo or stay awake like Marper?

I’d only prefer to stay awake, if I’d have the love of my life by my side like Harper did, and if it would’ve been his choice too. Otherwise: Cryo.

45. Who are you waking up first to explore the new planet?

Bellamy, Clarke, Raven, Abby and/or Jackson

I’ve tagged so many of you peeps out there in things over the last weeks and I’m sorry in advance if you should’ve done this already. But this is SO INTERESTING ;) So here we go, I tag: @iishallbelieve, @thgbookprincess, @junebugninja, @fen-ha-fuck-you, @katersann, @lovethyblakes, @clarkgriffon, @tracylorde, @jasperjoordan, @jordanjaspergreen, @hostagetakerandhisgirlfriend, @hereforbobmorley, @clarkeywifey, @bellarkekomlovekru, @bellaarke, @arkadianbellamy, @lameblake, @peterstarkss, @sometimesrosy, @bellamys11thfreckle, @lostinbellamy, @asroarke, @grumpybell, @kingbobbymorley, @bobmorleyisking, @octannibal-blake, @pilotzaven, @ringsabellamy, @little-oxford-st, @diyozas (in no particular order)

#tagged #carrieeve #thank you #the 100 ask game #the 100 #just me #me #my edit #ask game #text post #information #personal

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power-rings · 6 years ago

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Growing Pains

Chapter One: Senses

Tap. Tap. Tap.

This was followed by an oddly familiar voice. His ear twitched, struggling to understand the meaning behind these words. As he is trying to wake, his eyes refused to open just yet, but his hearing was becoming sharper by the second. He could not only hear voices, but now the sound of the machines humming, and beeping.

“Maria, honey, don’t tap on the glass please.” This voice sounded tired, but when he spoke to the curious little girl he spoke with kindness and a faint stern tone at the same time. Maria looked up at her grandfather who towered above her as she laid on the floor inches away from the tube that hosted grandfather’s new creation.

“Sorry.” She smiled innocently, and then looked over at this creation who was curled in a ball. “Where’s that green stuff?”

“They were nutrients, my dear.” The scientist corrected softly, leaving her side to punch in something on a computer across the room. “I drained it. It appears to be growing rapidly, than expected.” He squinted at the computer screen as he read the wall of text.

“I wanna name him!” Maria jumped up, rushing over to the tube protecting the creation from the outside world.

“....Name him? Oh, it’s-”

“I like Shadow.”

The scientist finally turned and faced the six-year-old, his eyebrow raised slightly. “Why Shadow, my dear?”

“Because of his black fur, silly!” She looked at him with those pure blue eyes that would make him give her the whole world, if possible. “Don’t you like it?”

Honestly, he couldn’t disagree. However, the sponsors, and G.U.N may scoff and roll their eyes at Prof.Gerald growing soft and actually naming his creations rather than giving them numbers. He could hear them all now: “it’s like it is your damn pet!” or “what’s next? a leash?!” something along those lines. Tch, if only they knew the real reason why he created Shadow in the first place. He exhaled “it’s just fine, sweetie.” At his approval, she embraced the adult.

“Aren’t you gonna let him out, grandpa?”

No doubt she’s looking to play some games, and form a friendship with Shadow at least. She was always like this with any creation, even if they eventually died. Although, she wasn’t a big fan of the lizard that he had in his lab. “It’s not time yet, Maria.” Gerald walked over to the machine where this hose was connected to the the tube, while some Shadow was hooked up to some IVs. Not exactly the most comfortable way to live. Gerald could read the disappointment on her granddaughter’s face. “In due time, but first he needs to open his eyes. And I have to double check on his vitals.” The rest of his explanation Maria couldn’t quite understand at such a young age, but anymore questions his granddaughter may have had were dropped.

The next few days Shadow was making incredible progress. All of his senses were clearer, he could smell things that made him feel kinda sick to his stomach, and although his vision was blurry he could actually make out his creator’s figure whenever he stood before him. There were other beings in the lab every day, they would only give him a glance, before talking to Prof.Gerald. Shadow eventually uncurled from his tight ball, trying to roll over onto his stomach and perhaps sit up. Before long, Shadow was asleep again due to the strange liquid flowing through his IVs, and into his veins. He slept for approximately the rest of the day, until he was awaken by a familiar tap on the glass however, it wasn’t as persistent as before. He blinked, and then closed his eyes tightly. The lights in the room were hard to get use to after being asleep for so long, so he strained to keep them open without feeling them sting. He managed to roll over onto his stomach, and crane his head to see a young girl resting her hands against the glass that blocked any physical touch. She smiled at him, and waved. Whatever was spoken, it was muffled because of the thick glass, just like the rest of the noises outside of his “home”. She would linger for hours and hours throughout the day, showing him pictures she drew, some of her favorite books eventually reading a couple to him.This continued on for weeks and weeks. His creator didn’t act like he minded any of this, and would continue on with his business. Later, Maria was escorted out of the laboratory when more beings in lab coats came in. They talked among themselves, before crowding around Shadow. Gerald nodded to them, and walked over to the machine connected to Shadow’s tube. There was a lever, a code that Gerald punched in, and soon a loud hissing noise that made Shadow shiver and curl up in a ball. His quills were not much protection being a “newborn”, leaving him vulnerable.

“Never understood why you picked Hedgehog DNA, Professor.” The tallest gentleman scoffed, slightly.

“They have feisty personalities.” Prof. Gerald calmly answered, and ventured toward his creation, trying to encourage him to uncurl. He witnessed Shadow’s ear twitch upon hearing his voice, and his footsteps. “It’s okay.” It was as if Gerald was trying to coax a shy child to introduce himself. Slowly, as expected, Shadow uncurled - looking at his creator first before looking at the other strange figures. His pulse was elevating when he realized that was he no longer behind a thick glass. The judging looks from the humans weren’t exactly helping. Where was that sweet girl that read to him?

“So, is this suppose to the Ultimate Weapon?”

“...Did you hear it has a name, like a pet?!” One of the shortest men whispered to the other, he glanced at the creator.

“Is that true?” Another spoke up, eyebrows narrowing. “Sir, with all due respect but when it comes to our creations we -”

“Funny how I’ve never seen you create anything.” Gerald stood tall, “when you create a lifeform we can have this talk.” Immediately, the men fell silent and this subject was never to surface again for many years to come. Gerald cleared his throat, “if my figures are right, he will grow much quicker than the average hedgehog. Over that time, these special abilities will develop.” It was gibberish to Shadow at this time, of course. Honestly, he just wanted them all to leave - except for his creator. “When he reaches a certain age, and I see that he is capable of proceeding with combat training. But we will discuss that another time. He needs quite some time to develop. I assure you, gentleman, you will not be disappointed.”

“Hope our sponsors will feel the same, Professor. Otherwise, they will force the whole Space Colony ARK crew to abandon the project... “

Gerald frowned. Quite frankly, Gerald didn’t care what their opinion was concerning his creation. He wanted to find a cure for Maria’s sickness, and he believed wholeheartedly his creation was that cure. He wasn’t just going to be a weapon for the government - like they had requested, and sponsored for. He may be up in age, and not the healthiest man, but he sure wasn’t gonna be their puppet and just simply hand over his creation for their own wishes. “No one can force me off the Space Colony Ark, I designed and oversaw the construction of this place. “

One of the men nodded, “and so they shouldn’t, sir.” He shifted upon his weight. “Now, along with this ‘secret’ DNA implanted that you’ve mentioned, it will guarantee your creation’s immortality, is that correct?”

The scientist was hesitant when this topic surfaced, simply because of what he had to go through to achieve such DNA. He didn’t like it, nor did he care for the very one who sent him the sample. “That is correct.” Now the four other men seemed at peace. Finally, no more questions, the older scientist thought. A few more words were exchanged between the men, before they dismissed themselves, leaving Gerald alone with his creation. “They almost make you go mad.” Gerald scoffed before looking at Shadow, and kneeling. “Not the most pleasant thing to wake up to, huh? Hmm...you seem to have calmed down now, though.” He observed his creation’s body language. Shadow finally inched further away from his “safe area” that use to be surrounded by the thick glass. Instead of judging eyes looking down upon him, Gerald’s gaze were much softer, with a hint of pride seeing that his creation’s development was going along smoothly in comparison to those failed projects before him. Another thing will be different too, from years to come the two will share a strong bond that no one ever imagined. However, it will be a long and bumpy ride for the both of them.

***

About two weeks old, Shadow was having the first two hellish weeks of his life. He was being poked and poked constantly by needles, lights were being shined in his eyes, blinding him temporarily, and he went from trying to stand upright to walking without wobbling the following day. Oh, and let’s not forget... more needles, and even more tests. He really did start to feel like he was just simply like that lab rat across the room running in circles with no purpose.

Shadow was bruised from the injections, tired, and quite cranky. He fell asleep curled up. Whether or not they tested him while he slept, or poked him with even more needles, he did not know or even care anymore. The next thing he woke up to was no fresh bruises, instead he lifted his head he saw that familiar blonde haired girl. He studied her. That was when she smiled, and pressed her hand against the glass. Oh. Wait, he was in that stupid tube again. Shoot. He started to really hate that thing. He got to his feet, walked over and pressed his hand on the glass. Their hands almost matched in size.

Maria was surprised. Was she really kept out of the scene for that long? Not that it mattered anymore. She was finally making some sort of connection with grandpa’s creation. If only she could get him out of that stupid tube. “Hi Shadow, are you okay? You look tired, and - are you hurt?!” Shadow’s ears simply twitched in confusion. “Grandpa should really let you out more... there’s so many things to see, Shadow! I want you to see them with me...” That was when Maria came up with this clever but risky idea. She knew that grandpa would pull that lever to open the tube. She also knew the code. Hey, don’t give the girl a hard time. She’s in her room a lot with just stuffed animals, and books to entertain her (that she borrows from Grandpa)... and well she happened to stumble upon some private information; like that very code. Smart girl.

Before wasting anymore time, Maria pushed a stool near the computer and pulled on the lever, confirmed the request, and then there was that familiar hissing sound once more. Shadow looked at her, very skeptical about this plan. She grabbed his hand, and rushed out the door. Shadow stumbled slightly from her tugging. When they reached the corridor, Maria looked left and right before tugging him to the right. Further along, passing some private chambers to each individual that resided here, they soon heard footsteps. Maria panicked before grabbing a blanket from one of the carts in the hall. She scooped up Shadow and covered him in a blanket like a baby. The passerby glanced her way then smiled. Thinking she was simply playing with her dolls that day. Phew. The coast was clear.

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kinetic-elaboration · 6 years ago

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February 5: Thoughts on The 100 2x03 Reapercussions

I am very tired and I should sleep but instead I’m going to bring my The 100 rewatch project out of hiatus yet again with Episode 2x03: Reapercussions.

I miss Anya so much!!!!! This is mostly my Dichen Lachman obsession showing but also the way she gives Clarke that ‘yeah, whatever’ look when Clarke says she’ll get her out of the cage... your Grounder fave could never.

The show honestly peaked with S2 and after this it should have abandoned all attempts at edginess because nothing will ever be more Pure Nightmare Fuel than the Mount Weather Grounder Cages.

Clarke/Anya: the ship that almost was.

So when Clarke takes Anya out of the prison room, she opens a door that says “End Containment Area” and underneath that it says “U.S. Department of Homeland Security, Mount Weather Containment Protocol.” And people really thought JRoth made this up omg learn some history.

Considering how they left things (Anya literally trying to kill her and all her friends) it’s actually pretty impressively selfless and magnanimous on Clarke’s part to not just rescue her, but immediately and unthinkably rescue her. On the other hand, Anya feels some remorse for leaving her people whereas Clarke’s like ‘here are some clothes [even though those random bandages are holding up pretty well??], let’s get a move on!’ (I know she intended to come back for them and she was being smart and practical but from the pov of, say, Jasper or Monty, this is cold as hell of her.)

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: early S2 Clarke is Peak Clarke: smart, sly, practical, brave.

Byrne mentions Earth Skills teacher “Davis” as being part of the search team for Bell et. al. My question: how many Earth Skills teachers did they have lol?

I fucking love this crashed-ship aesthetic omg I forget how much I love it and then I see it again....

“On the Ark, you did anything you wanted, without a second thought about the consequences.” Like mother, like daughter.

I ALSO miss Jasper and Maya. I’m probably like the lone person out there who still remembers them fondly but they were basically perfect because they were sweet but with the potential for a lot of darkness as well, my favorite combination.

WHERE’S MY ART SCHOOL JAYA AU?

So actually fun fact, that isn’t how the art work would have been stored in Mount Weather. They had special containers for the paintings to protect them and like a special cart thing to transport them quickly from their old homes to the bunker I read a book.

No one ever characterizes him this way sufficiently imo but Monty is really quite uptight in a way. Like first: don’t cockblock him man. And second: just chilll. This is probably why he used to smoke weed.

“Trouble? It’s Clarke. Whatever she’s up to, I’m sure she can handle it.” I mean.... he’s not wrong.

Except for the part where she’s covered in dead bodies. But even then...

So I always felt like the main point of the Reapers was as kind of a zombie police force for Mount Weather: to keep the Grounders scared of the Mountain, so they won’t poke around in it too much. Though of course they also collect Grounders, which is helpful, since the Mountain Men can’t walk that far from their home base (and, as stated, they probably want to keep most of that area Grounder-free anyway). But it occurs to me now that a third use of the Reapers is like dead-body collectors? The Mountain dumps the dead bodies out the trap door, and the Reapers take them away and eat them. So gross and efficient all at once. Mount Weather’s motto basically.

Murphy and his creating-a-distraction stones are still one of the funniest jokes this show has ever pulled, though if it were a quicker reveal after “something like that” it would be funnier.

Never mind, Bellamy appearing out of the bush is true underrated comedy gold,

That said, I feel like everything outside of the Mount Weather and Clarke stories here is filler.

Love! That! Ship!

Major Byrne says that Kane is on the verge of losing control of the camp but... I dunno.... everyone seems to be working together pretty well? Maybe if they had diversified the cast a little, not in terms of yet more Grounders but, like, non-leaders of the Ark, that would be more clear????

Okay, well, admittedly, when the Grounder prisoner is brought in they do start a mini-mob, lol. Also one of the delinquent’s fathers is shot, it would be cool if we knew who he was?? ETA: and then he dies and Abby’s like “does he have any family?” lol he just said that his son was one of the 100 so like obviously he does??

The costuming people, like the set people, really are the geniuses of this show. I love Clarke and Anya’s outfits, and Clarke’s hair somehow being both grungy and beautiful like THAT’s the apocalypse style I wanna see.

Also they absolutely 100% would have gotten together in the S2-S3 hiatus if Anya hadn’t been killed off.

“You saved my life because you needed me” IS true but she also did it absolutely without hesitation, even knowing Anya really quite truly hates her, so this speaks either to some foolhardy bravery mixed in with her practical thoughts, or just straight compassion, or both. I guess that sort of is a Clarke thing. She can be a grudge holder (seriously don’t tell me she isn’t: Wells????) but her grudges are NEVER more important than hard-nosed practical problem-solving.

Time for some gratuitous torture. Honestly, I like Season 2, it’s probably my favorite season, but it has some MAJOR filler problems. Like when it’s good it’s THE BEST but then other times it just doesn’t know how to fill 40 minutes so it resorts to pointless diversions (like Bellamy rappelling down the side of a mountain to save a character who is literally never seen again? for some reason?) or just straight out ugly violence for screaming’s sake (Raven’s surgery, Raven’s Grounder torture, Abby’s shocklashing, etc.) Like honestly I can’t even watch this. I’m just gonna browse tumblr until it’s done.

The Arkers really like the concept of “confessing” don’t they?

Like okay I’m not done WHAT IS THE POINT of this? It all but kills the whole Kabby vibe (I still lowkey ship them but sometimes I think...why?), it’s truly painful to watch, and it has no plot purpose AT ALL not even world-building because, lol, we know the writers don’t care to flesh out Camp Jaha in any real way.

Murphy is taking such sad glee out of instigating Finn’s madness/violence. The Luci of The 100 for sure.

This Bellamy story line is boring though I’m sorry. Some of these scenes (the Clarke or Mount Weather ones) I could watch a million times but this is like... kay, I know what happens already. So.

“There are some lines you can’t uncross.” I mean I think this show has actually shown that’s pretty untrue since people get over almost everything pretty fast. There’s always another horrific thing to do and/or experience!

Yeah my bitterness is seeping in.

Anyway when you come into an interrogation knowing what the “right” answer is, you’ll never learn anything, take note, stupid teenager boys + U.S. law enforcement.

Like honestly this Grounder is 500000x smarter than they are. He saves himself and rains gunfire and destruction upon his enemies. (Well, saves himself for a few minutes--but at least he got to cause harm to those he hates!)

“You thought I was the crazy one, huh?” Was Murphy ever crazy, though, or was he just coldly vengeful?

Speaking of coldly vengeful, Byrne could have been a potentially interesting character? Maybe? I’m not really into the type but as I said I want more Arkers wherever I can find them. And Kane needs real opposition. I have sympathy for him to a degree, but I also think he ultimately weakens rather than strengthens himself.

I love when Monty calls bullshit on stuff. “I can’t see Clarke? Try and fucking stop me, bitches.”

Jasper has such a big heart. Truly the emotional core of this friendship.

I like how Kane speaks as if his “diplomatic mission” of adults is so vastly different than Bellamy and Finn just going off on their own I mean, Byrne is little better than Finn? They’re both easily frustrated and fond of torture? It’s just that Byrne understands a chain of command--barely--that’s literally it.

How does it make literally any sense at all to shocklash a person one hour and make her the Chancellor the next? Like you’ve just encouraged the populace to think of her as nothing special, not above the embarrassing public application of extreme pain--but yes by all means expect them to fall into line behind her leadership. I mean I guess this sort of works if she was already somehow beloved (I guess I’m supposed to just believe that?) and now more sympathy has been generated for her--but such sympathy would seem to come at the expense of Kane. It would seem to be the opposite of what he, or really Byrne, was going for with that disgusting display. But whatever memory is a fiction I guess.

And they have this swelling-music romantic eye-fuck goodbye like??? He was just beating you!! JUST NOW!

What I’m getting out of Murphy advocating for killing the Grounder: first, he has a clear, cold, practicality not unlike Clarke, and two, he still thinks of the delinquents as his friends--how sweet. Two days ago he was killing them, holding them hostage, and stealing their ammo before a huge battle but still. Bygones.

This is not a great ep. for Bellamy leadership lol.

Finn executes a man, while wearing Clarke’s watch, in the place they had sex. Seems...symbolic?? IDK it’s late lol.

I miss Nyko a lot but also now that I’ve seen (part of) Slasher I’m not entirely sure I can ever see Ty Olsson in the same light.

Wouldn’t it be funny if they were literal brothers? Because I always assumed this was metaphorical but...was it? WAS IT?

Weird note to end on, I know. If patterns hold, it’ll be another 2-3 months before I do this again but I’ll try to be a little more on the ball about it.

#the year 2019 #2019: fandom thoughts #2019: the 100 s2 #the 100 #the 100 rewatch

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holydragon2808 · 6 years ago

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Sorry for all the long posts lately. Just been in a sort of nerdy nostalgic mood here....The Final Fantasy XIII trilogy is truly underrated IMO. Maybe I have that opinion because I’ve never really thought the series had a certain set in stone way that they absolutely had to play out to be considered “a true Final Fantasy” game. It was always my understanding that they with each new installment, something different would be introduced to mix up the formula.

I’m not saying that the FFXIII trilogy didn’t have its flaws. It has such a massive and rich story and lore....but sadly it was presented overall in such a haphazard way that many people couldn’t really appreciate it. Especially for the fans that aren’t from Japan that had to rely on fan translations of the many, many web novels that half the story is presented in (Episode Zero, Fragments Before and After, A Dreaming Cocoon Falls Into The Dawn, Reminiscence, etc). However, one of the things I’ve always appreciated about these three games is their tendency to put the player directly into the position of the characters emotionally (so you feel the same frustrations of being forced down a linear path or truly understanding the despair a particular character may be feeling) for better or for worse which is one of the reasons why this ending is among my favorites in the FF franchise. Oh and this isn’t my video! I just left a comment in the link about a year or so ago and like I said, nostalgic mood right now so I figured I’d just blog about it here on tumblr. Be mindful of spoilers if you haven’t played the trilogy.

One of the most beautifully tragic things that I love about this is how the ending was clearly foreshadowed throughout the game (Serah dying because of her Seeress abilities as well as what would happen if the Goddess Etro's Heart was pierced) and yet, even though the player was warned multiple times, it STILL catches the player completely off guard for a heartbreaking effect for many reasons:

1) Most of the FF games end on bittersweet but overall positive note and you half expect Noel and Serah to be able to find a way to avert Serah's death or finish with the time jumping before it's too late and 2) the player actually did save the future from Noel's bleak time line and because of that and seeing Hope's new ark rise just as Cocoon falls (as well as knowing they got Vanille and Fang out in time, the player is lured in a false sense of security and 3) The way the ending starts is on such a high note one doesn't expect it will all come crashing down so suddenly right at the end with the melancholy (but overall very hopeful) lyrics and melody of the theme song.

I've seen a lot of people say that the lyrics and the melody don't really fit what's going on during the cut scene but I would disagree to an extent. The theme song isn't just about what's going on in the moment of the ending. It's supposed to reflect the OVERALL journey of the characters and the underlying themes of the whole story and "New World" does that very well for both Serah and Noel. BOTH characters were more or less journeying with nothing but hope in their hearts that at the end they would find the people that they loved waiting for them in a New World that doesn't end up the way Noel's timeline does, (a crisis they do actually save the future from, but unfortunately with Caius possessing the Heart of Etro, he had back up plans) and yet towards the final chorus of the song Serah suddenly dies and Noel holds her lifeless body in his arms.

At this point the song's overall "tone" (for want of a better word) does seem quite a bit out of place, however, the song is still playing because despite losing her life, Serah was never a character to be crippled by despair for long and was very dedicated to her goal for her desire to find Lightning again so they could live together as a family (notably the song ends BEFORE the truly bad things start happening with the Chaos being set lose on the world) and even if that wasn't possible, she was still not going to sit by and let the future fall into despair just to save her own life. She believed that a brighter future (A New World) could be born. And later in Requiem of the Goddess this notion is proven true because she says to Lightning word for word that she has no regrets about what happened to her and believed with all her heart and soul that she and Lightning could be together again. I mean REALLY read the lyrics and see if they don't sum up how Serah feels about Lightning's departure or how Lightning feels about being away from Serah or what happens to her later. Not to mention Noel and Serah's journey and how he was working to avert the disaster that was his timeline in hope for a better tomorrow and being reunited with his Yeul.

"New World"

Staring the stars, feeling the winds every time

I cannot stop thinking of you, since you've been gone away from here

Shedding the tears, crying out loud for once

Cause you are such a precious part of me

And there's no one who'll fill my broken heart

Oh but now, I have realized

The reason why I live in this world,

Even you have left me here alone,

I found the way where I can get hope for the future

Baby, I'm gonna see the new world

With nothing but the love you gave me

Only thing I can do, is to trust the time we shared

Baby, I'm gonna go to the new world

With nothing but the strength you gave me

There's nothing to be afraid of,

I know your love will lead me where I should be

Even if it is dark and hard time for me,

I don't wanna give up my hope

Having a dream, basking in the sun everyday

I'm starting to thank that I'm still here,

Though the pain of loss still hurts me

Making me smile, making me laugh many times

Everything is gentle to me, because you are making it so

Then now I have realized the reason why I live in this world

It's not to lose what I truly need

I will make, sure to build the beautiful days together

Baby, I'm gonna see the new world

With nothing but the love you gave me

Only thing I can do, is to trust the time we shared

Baby, I'm gonna go to the new world

With nothing but the strength you gave me

There's nothing to be afraid of,

I know your love will lead me where I should be

Even if it is dark and hard time for me,

I don't wanna give up my hope

Pray for all the things in this world

And believe in the power of our love

Sing a song of tomorrow

Now we are not alone

And we come to life again

A new day will come to you, for you and me

Baby, I'm gonna see the new world

With nothing but the love you gave me

Only thing I can do, is to trust the time we shared

Baby, I'm gonna go to the new world

With nothing but the strength you gave me

There's nothing to be afraid of,

I know your love will lead me where we should be

Even if it is dark and hard time for us,

I don't wanna give up our hope

Despite me praising SE for foreshadowing an ending so obviously and yet still managing to catch players off guard in the the best and worst way, I still felt sad and angry (just like Noel did) that things turned out this way for both Serah and Noel after everything that they (and by extension the player) went though to avert one bad future (and being successful in that goal) only to inherently cause another one right at the end...Fortunately, in the final game Lightning Returns, everyone gets their well deserved happy endings....

#final fantasy xiii #Final Fantasy 13 #Serah Farron #noel kreiss #ffxiii #ff13 #lightning returns #lightning farron #Lightning Returns Final Fantasy XIII #Final Fantasy 13-2 #oerba yun fang #oerba dia vanille #Hope Estheim #caius ballad #etro #valhalla #paddra nsu yeul #gran pulse #final fantasy xiii-2

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hairringtonsteve · 7 years ago

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i know.

(steve harrington x reader)

request: Drink me for Steve prompt (Leave a “Drink Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about characters drinking, alone or with each other.)

summary: steve is a cute drunk, and thinks mark hamill is hot as hell.

word count: 1,824

a/n: i’m tired and a lil tipsy but i like it (it being the fic)

“Okay, so we take a drink every time that someone uses the Force. Or mentions the Force! Or a lightsaber!”

“Dude, no. I don’t want to get alcohol poisoning.”

“Then we’ll drink every time Mark Hamill looks hot as hell.”

“Once again, I don’t want to get alcohol poisoning. How much have you had to drink?”

“A lot. Like, not a lot a lot, but a decent amount.”

You stared at Steve, whose head was lolling back against the couch as he grinned up at you. He had this dopey look on his face as his fingers held the beer can tight in his grasp.

“What if you drink and I stay sober so that way you don’t die?”

“But how will I know when you find Mark Hamill hot as hell?”

“I always find him hot as hell, Steve. It’s a given.”

Steve nodded his head, apparently satisfied with your answer. Standing up, he swayed, left and right, blinking blearily at the TV before he stepped over to it, inserting the VHS tape for A New Hope.

It had been his idea for a best friends night after you’d made fun of him for using the insult butthead. He’d promptly realised that he’d been spending a little too much time with his favorite middle schoolers, and decided that the two of you were going to have a drunken movie night.

Which had sounded fun, until you’d gotten there and he was already four beers in.

“Harrison Ford isn’t too shabby either. You see him in the new Indiana Jones? I think Nancy was into it.”

“I liked him better in Raiders of the Lost Ark,” you said, using a cautious tone. After the infamous Halloween party, all talk of Nancy had been banned between you. He hadn’t actually said that, but he’d walked away from you enough times when you’d brought her up that you figured it out all on your own. You couldn’t blame him, though. It had been, well, bullshit.

“That balcony scene was just great,” he mumbled, falling back onto the couch. He was closer than he had been before, his arm just barely touching yours. He looked over to you and grinned again. “You know what else is great?” You opened your mouth to respond, but didn’t get to. Instead, you were having your cheek poked as he sang out, “youuuuuu.”

“Just watch the movie, Harrington.”

As the two of you sat there, the fact that you were even watching Star Wars wasn’t lost on you. Steve wasn’t a huge sci-fi person. He much preferred films like Sixteen Candles - or anything with John Hughes’ name attached to it. You, however, were the Star Wars nerd. Steve refused to let go of the fact that you’d gotten dressed up with the Party to go see the most recent one. Or the fact that you cried every time Luke tried to convince his father to get off of the exploding Death Star.

“You crying yet, babe?” Steve was on his fifth beer at that point. His head was rested against your shoulder, tilting up to look at you through his lashes. He smiled up at you, bleary and soft as you rolled your eyes at him, ignoring the way that your heart had jumped at the nickname.

He was drunk. He called everyone babe when he was drunk. Hell, he’d called Billy Hargrove babe when he’d been trashed one night. It meant nothing.

“No? Obi-Wan hasn’t even died yet. They’re just getting shot at.”

“But they could die.”

“But they don’t. We’ve seen the movie, we know what happens.”

“Well it could change, you ever think’a that? Hmmm?” He nestled against your side as he spouted nonsense. You shifted your arm a little to make it easier for him to lean against you. Without noticing, your hand rested on his head. Your nails scratched against his scalp with a light touch, like your dog liked you to do sometimes. “Keep doing that, babe. Feels so good.”

He shoved closer to you, eyes drifting shut as your nails ran over his skin. He started leaving out these small sighs, shifting every so often so you’d get to a new spot. You didn’t mean for it to happen, but your mind drifted to a place where even Star Wars couldn’t distract you. The sighs sounded… nice. Really nice. Almost resembling the kind of sounds that he’d make if you two were doing something else other than just watching a movie as two platonic friends.

Your thoughts hadn’t calmed down by the end of the movie. In fact, they’d gotten a lot worse. At some point, Steve had started to draw little shapes on your thigh, occasionally inching his way upward before muttering a quiet ‘shit, sorry’ before moving his way back down again. You’d taken up the mantra of he’s just drunk he’s just drunk he’s just drunk, but it really wasn’t doing much.

“You wanna go to bed?” He asked softly as the credits started to roll.

“Uh, yeah. I can grab the couch?” Steve pulled away from you and your body ached for his touch almost immediately. He frowned at you as though you’d just spoken another language.

“Why are you sleeping on the couch?”

“Because I always sleep on the couch when I stay the night?”

“But my bed can hold two people.”

You stared at Steve. He stared right back, and honestly, it was a little unnerving. For as much as he’d drank, he was incredibly focused as he watched you. He was quiet, too, which was weird. When he drank more than three beers, he tended to develop a sort of word vomit, just spouting off whatever popped into his head.

“But I always sleep out here,” you answered, swallowing. Steve leaned forward a little, his hand reaching out to cup your chin.

“But you deserve a bed.” With that, he got up from the couch, swaying more then than he had before, and held out his hand to you. “C’mon, m’lady. Gotta go sleep together.” It wasn’t a big deal. It really wasn’t. Yeah, the two of you had never held hands before, but that didn’t mean anything. He was drunk and he was touchy-feely when he was drunk. That was all.

So you took his hand.

It was warm, and rougher than you’d imagined. Then again, you had spotted that weird bat with all the nails in his trunk, so that kind of made sense (you’d never asked about it, though. You were a little afraid to know the truth.). But the way his fingers wrapped around yours and his thumb was tapping against the back of your hand, it felt good. Right, even.

He led you up the stairs, turning around every couple of seconds to grin at you before you would gently prod him to pay attention to where he was going. The stairs were the worst part. He decided that it was hysterical to try and lean against you while the two of you walked, despite the fact that he was in front of you. He kept leaning back, laughing loud as you swore at him.

“Steve, c’mon! I’m going to trip and you’re going to fall on me and I’m going to die.”

“But it’ll be a sweet death! Girls would kill to have the chance for me to be on top of them as they died.” He paused for a moment, snickering to himself. “Death by orgasm would be impressive.”

“Just go.”

It took longer than necessary, but eventually, the two of you made it into his room. He grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a t shirt, tossing them to you before he slipped off his own shirt. He tugged off his jeans as well, kicking them to the side before he fell onto his bed, clad in only his boxers and his socks.

“You sleep with your socks on?” Your voice had gone up an octave or two as he got himself situated, putting his hands behind his head as he watched you.

“No, that’s weird. My feet gotta be free, Y/N. Free as a bird.”

“You’re literally wearing socks right now.” He gave a shrug of his shoulders, eyes never leaving you as you shimmied out of your jeans.

“Don’t judge me. I’m drunk.” You let out a scoff as you tugged on his sweatpants. You caught the way his teeth scraped across his lower lip at the sight of you in them, and it made your chest warm. Fast, almost too fast, you tugged your shirt off and tossed it near your jeans. His shirt went on immediately after, your cheeks burning a bright red as you stole a glance to him. His jaw was hanging open a little as he shook his head.

“What?” A burst of nerves sprung up out of nowhere, and it suddenly occurred to you that Steve Harrington was kind of hot. You’d always known that, abstractly. You could appreciate his hair and his eyes, but this was something else. This was low and boiling and made you want to make really bad choices.

“You should wear my clothes more often,” he murmured, moving to sit up as you padded towards his bed. His tongue darted out of his mouth, swiping across his lips as he watched you. “I’m really drunk,” he breathed out, reaching out for your hand. You let him take it, let him tug you down beside him as he brought his thumb to your mouth.

“I know you are.” Your lips were barely moving as you spoke. It was like you were frozen, waiting for him to make the next move, any move.

“I want to kiss you. All the time. Even when I’m not drunk.” Your heart was stuttering in your chest, mirroring your breathing. Steve leaned in a little further, eyes dark as he looked into yours. For a brief, exhilarating second, you thought that he was going to kiss you. But then he ducked his head, adopting an almost shy air about him. “Can I kiss you in the morning?” He asked in a small voice.

You could have sworn that your heart was going to beat right out of your chest.

“Yeah, you can.”

The smile that graced his features made your heart stop dead in its tracks. You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t do anything except grin right back. With a shake of his head, he laid back down, tugging you down with him. His hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest as he rested his chin in the crook of your neck.

“I swear, Y/N, I’m gonna kiss you better than Leia kisses Luke.” You let out a snort of a laugh, grabbing the edge of the blanket and pulling it over the both of you. “I like you, Y/N.”

“I know.”

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #reader insert #steve harrington #stranger things #stranger things 2 #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fic #reader fic #fanfic #star wars #luke skywalker #leia organa

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ashmerra · 6 years ago

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may i kindly ask you all the oc questions?

Yes, yes you may.

Quick note: A few OCsI won’t mention by name and a few answers will be vague just as to not spoilanything. I have an entire fanversegoing on here.

-50 OC Asks-

Quick reference: Meri is the Hero of Kvatch. Arrais a Breton mage in Skyrim. Dreyns is a Dunmer assassin. Vitiais the Dragonborn. Sannit is an old, former Ashlander. Veabris is an Ayleid who’saround back before the First Era. Jaka is the Nerevarine. Estor isNot a Thalmor ™. Stigr is a proud Nord boi. La’Mihr is a smart kitty. One-Who-Knowsis yearning for the suburban Skyrim dream.

1. “Your first OCever?”

That would be proto Meri. She was really the first that grew into an actual character. She was also supposed to star in an Oblivionrewrite/webcomic/fanfic thing I drew like one page of years ago.

2. “Do you have a personal favouriteamong your OCs?”

I like different ones for different reasons! Arra’s dialogue and one-liners, Dreyns’swhole ark of getting old, Vitia’s philosophy, etc. etc.

3. Have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else?

Nope. And I’d neverconsider them mine. I handcraft them andbake them one-of-a-kind each time. Butmore seriously, the most I could take is an idea for a character, because Ialways like to twist things on their head and really make it my own. I don’t enjoy writing NPCs for thisreason. I can’t get in their head and myheadcanons get a bit much, so I’d rather just write for those I know.

4. “A character you rarely talk about?”

Tactus Gavros Sigilis! An inspector/investigator for the Empirein Skyrim.

5. “If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be?”

I think that’s not really up to me. I can’t decide who fans will latch onto. I know who’s the most well-liked at thistime, but that’s no indicator of who would be well-loved by a much wideraudience. I’ll leave this one to my fans!

6. “Two OCs of yours that look alike despite not being related?”

I do my best to give everyone unique looks andclothing/color schemes, but! There’sthree that got based on each other and aren’t the same but even I’m confusednow. I’ll make a separate post to breakit down.

7. “Are your OCs part of any story or stories?”

None of them exist outside of the Elder Scrolls universe,and I have yet to write fanfiction.

8. “Do you RP as any of your OCs? If you do, introduce one of your RP OCs here!”

Currently Arra, Sannit, and Veabris. Though I think I’m game to RPing any of them,I already have a few more that I want to add to my RPing blog! (btw, if you like the idea of RPing with me,all you have to do is ask.)

9. “Would you ever be willing to give any of your OCs to someone else?”

No. Not give, nevergive. But that doesn’t mean they can’tappear in your writing/meta/art, just that it’s a crossover, you don’t own themjust like I don’t own yours when I allude to them in RPs. (Did I ever post that here?)

10. “Introduce an OC with a complicated design?”

All the ones I don’t draw, lol

Okay, more seriously…no, that’s pretty much why.

11. “Is there any OC of yours you could describe as a ‘sunshine’?”

100% Arra

12. “Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot”

Can I say all of them? My favorites are the ones who are woven into the lore and pre-existingcharacters, and ones that feel like real people and not just “ArgonainDragonborn #76”. I like the ones whotake it as seriously as me, and as I see people do, I feel more confident totalk about and expand them.

13. “Do you have any troublemaker OCs?”

Actually, not really. Dreyns, Jaka and Stigr can all be at times, though.

14. “Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory”

I want to legit change that to one without tragedy in theirbackstory because they’re all tragic…

15. “Do you like to talk about your OCs with other people?”

Sometimes! But I trynot to go overboard because I’m not sure if people like it.

16. “Which one of your OCs would be the best at biology (school subject)?”

My Daedric biologist, I would imagine.

17. “Any OC OTPs?”

I’m not much of a shipper, honestly. And I really can’t think of any at themoment.

18. “Any OC crackships?”

19. “Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)”

I’ll pass on this one only because my answer would start gettingtoo personal for this ask.

20. “Do any of your OCs sing? If they sing, care to share more details(headcanon voice, what kind of songs they like etc)?”

Veabris has a beautiful singing voice that would sound agood deal like Annie Lennox. Actually,just listen to “Into the West” and you’re good to good. But you’ll never hear it because Vea is superself-conscious and private about singing.

21. “Your most artistic OC?”

You know, I think I overlook making them artistic justbecause I am. It would be too obvious. But let’s say Stigr and La’Mihr are.

22. “Is there any OC of yours people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how?”

In world or OOC? That’s a really important distinction! But Veabris’s intentions are usually misinterpreted.

23. “Introduce an OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what thecharacter would be like?”

Most of them! I workon them for a while until I feel they’re ready to be revealed. 24. “If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?”

Don’t do this to me!!!! Ahhhh I don’t know I love them all! But Jaka would probably be the most fun to hang out with? Then again, a day out with Sannit would begreat.

25. “The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, sharedlike/dislike for something etc?)”

Meri.

26. “Have you ever had to change your OC’s design or something else about themagainst your will?”

Arra and yes, I’m still bitter about it. I won’t get into it because I’d rather notmake posts like that, but if anyone would like to know feel free to message me.

27. “Any OCs that were inspired by a certain song?”

Nah, they come about and the songs fit them after.

28. “Your most dangerous OC?”

Okay! So we haveMankar Camoran’s kid, Molag Bal’s Undying Champion, a lesser Daedric Prince anda double-memoried Godkiller. Have funwith that battle royal!

29. “Which one of your OCs would go investigate an abandoned house at nightwithout telling anyone they’re going?”

Tactus Gavros Sigilis, it’s his literal job. Wait it’s Estor’s too. …And kinda Veabris’s. Well!

30. “Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animalcollection?”

It’s Dreyns. It’s soDreyns.

31. “Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like(what they reblog, layout, anything really)”

Sannit treats it like a regular website blog and only postsstories from his life or answers to asks. No reblogs and he doesn’t follow anyone.

Meri posts advanced DYI stuff and martial technique.

32. “Which one of your OCs would be the most suitable horror game protagonistand why?”

I don’t play horror games but I’m thinking Estor in creepy,culty fan theory version of Rorikstead. (Should I write this?)

33. “Your shyest OC?”

She’s so shy she won’t let me talk about her.

34. “Do you have any twin characters?”

Not yet!

35. “Any sibling characters?”

Yes but I won’t say just now. Spoilers!

36. “Do you have OC pairs where the other part belongs to someone else(siblings, lovers, friends etc)?”

Not currently, but I’m not against doing it.

37. “Introduce an OC who is not quite human”

The Argonian, One-Who-Knows! He’s saving up money to buy a new fancy hat right now. Rock on, scaly bro!

38. “Which one of your OCs would be the best dancer?”

I feel like it would be Vitia for some reason.

39. “Introduce any character you want!”

THESE QUESTIONS ARE TOO VAGUE AGHHHH!!

40. “Any fond memories linked to your characters? Feel free to share!”

Writing “Arra’s Story” (An RP post). The power and emotion of it and the approvingly,emotionally shocked reactions of my fellow players made me realize I couldactually write good.

41. “Has anyone drawn fanart of your OCs? If yes, maybe show a picture or twohere (remember sources & permissions!)”

Here and here 😊

42. “Which one of your OCs would be the most interested in Greek gods?”

Daedric biologist person would be!

43. “Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend tofavour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess!”

We already found out I like investigators, is that my type?

44. “Something you like about your OCs in general”

I like how they all have gotten their own personality andidentity. It’s taken a lot of work, but Idon’t feel like personalities repeat anymore.

45. “A character you no longer use?”

I have a few in limbo. I’m not sure if they’re coming back or they’re

46. “Has anyone ever told you that you treat your OCs badly?”

No. Only because Ihaven’t told them about all the bad things I’ve done to them in the first place.

47. “Has anyone ever (friendly) claimed any of your OCs as their child?”

Not yet, there’s still time.

48. “OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure?”

I think they call this a “hot take”, but in my opinion everyperson has flaws and depicting them otherwise is bad character writing. Like sure, they can be nice and all, but theystill topple the board over when they’re losing Risk (or Axis & Allies). Showing only one side of a character seriously,(not if it’s just for laughs) is boring to me. Where’s the growth? They don’teven need to have “flaws” per se. Whatif the “One True Hero to Save the World” is balled up on the floor crying tothemselves because they don’t think they’re strong enough? Hot take over and it’s probably little kidDreyns. (Which breaks hearts because hegrows up into something not pure.)

49. “Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes”

Arra would love meme songs like “SEAGULLS! (Stop ItNow)“He-man singing “What’s up?”, and “mmm whatcha say”. And Jaka would love reaction gifs and objectlabeling memes.

50. “Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want”

I wanna talk about how long it took to fill this out and howmany characters I resurrected from the darkest depths of my mind to completeit. You’re welcome. ♥

#answering asks #henantier #ily laurel thank you for supporting whatever it is I do here #sorry bout the wait #I didn't realize just how long 50 of something is #Arra #Meri Rendil #Dreyns Nelvayn #Stigr and Estor #sannit #tactus gs #Jaka Rul

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