#but I saw someone say this about A Knight’s Tale which I just watched. and like. yeah it needed to be 2 hrs long!

[lovely-v]

“This movie didn’t need to be 3 hours long ugh” Yes it did!!! It was telling a story!! I was gettting immersed in the world!!! I was falling in love with the characters!!! Unless it’s one of those movies that truly didn’t need to be 3 hours long then yeah

[hedwig221b]

HIIII can you list some of your favourite angst heart-wrenching sobbing sliding down the walls fics ? idc if it’s short or long i need some angst rnn please and thank uuu <3

Hi, sweetie! This was difficult for me, bc I'm a sucker for angst, basically all I read is angst and I have like 200 fics saved. Here's a looong list of the ones which I know for sure I can always come back to for some good old angst.

STEREK ANGST FIC RECS from HEDWIG221B

By Any Other Name by entanglednow

(Explicit, 33k, Amnesia, Violence)

He doesn't know his name, he doesn't know who he is, and neither does the werewolf he's on the run with. But he's pretty sure they hunt monsters, because they seem to be really good at it.

all roads they lead me here by spaceprincessem

(Teen, 39k, Mates, Emissary Stiles)

“Then why wouldn’t you be Derek’s emissary?” Stiles asked. He just wished Deaton would get to the fucking point. He was tired and he hated playing twenty questions to figure out what the older man was getting at.

“Derek’s emissary needs to be someone who he trusts completely,” Deaton explained, “and it’s time I passed on my wisdom and expertise to that person.”

The beat of silence between them stretched for too long before Stiles realized exactly who Deaton was talking about.

“Me?” He asked incredulously.

A Princely Knight by Dexterous_Sinistrous

(Mature, 25k, Medieval, Royalty, Pining)

He would stand by Stiles’ side, a constant shadow of protection until his death. A life for a life, one worth much more than an orphan turned thief turned royal guard could comprehend.

In truth, Derek saw the one person he would gladly give his life for, because Stiles made this world better.

~*~

Or, Stiles is a prince and Derek is his knight.

won't you torture someone else's sleep by redeyedwrath

(Gen, 3,6k, Pining)

I love you, Derek thinks, but he doesn’t say it, just watches Stiles throw his head back in laughter that isn’t for him and never will be. I love you, I love you, I love you.

Maybe if he thinks it hard enough, Stiles will hear him.

Wants & Needs by MadcapRomantic

(Explicit, 33k, ABO, Mating Run, Bad Peter)

Derek Hale has been participating in the Beacon Hills Mating Run for a decade, each year coming up without a mate. His mother, convinced this is his lucky year, persuades him to run one last time.

Enter Stiles, a young Omega with an unwanted Alpha nipping at his heels.

Family or not, Peter is determined to have Stiles.

But convinced they are True Mates, there isn't anything Derek won't do to keep Stiles safe.

To Whom The Wolf King Bows by MadcapRomantic

(Explicit, 108k, 14/?, Courting, Fantasy, Royalty)

Stiles Stilinski meets The Wolf King, the very boogeyman he'd spent his younger years terrified of; yet the man is little, if anything, like the tales he's heard. But, Stiles has spent the last ten years of his life as a slave, under the harsh whip of the cruel King Gerard Argent, and trusting Derek - trusting anyone - is beyond difficult.

xcaellachx

Just check out this author, there's some major angst in a lot of their works, a lot of ABO

Hung The Moon by nrnyx

(Explicit, 85k, ABO, Pack Dynamics, Heavy Angst)

Slowly Stiles got control of himself again. His heart calmed. His breathing evened out. The anger was gone. In its place, a bone-deep weariness settled. He couldn’t do this. He wouldn’t survive this.

A gift worth giving by Nival_Vixen

(Mature, 2k, Historical Fantasy, Royalty)

A person’s virginity is not only the physical act itself, but also an object that can be gifted to someone else. Stiles has given his virginity to Derek, one of the soldiers in the King’s Guard. Despite his parting promise to return the next month, Derek still hasn’t returned two months later, and Stiles doubts that he ever loved him at all.

The Bargain by dr_girlfriend

(Teen, 9,7k, Arranged Marriage, Regency AU)

Time drags on, and it becomes apparent that this is not a part of the tradition. The wolves start to shift on their feet and murmur, but no one attempts to speak to Stiles. He stands, feeling the back of his neck growing red from the sun and his face growing red from embarrassment.

What will happen if Derek Hale cannot be coerced to the altar? Will the bargain be revoked?

Perception by DiscontentedWinter

(Mature, 5,4k, Horror, Nogitsune, Murder)

Peter Hale's client is a murderous sociopath. The best thing Peter can do is get him committed to Eichen House, where he'll never see daylight again.

He thinks.

The Omega Spark by misteeirene

(Explicit, 62k, ABO, Alive Hales, Pack Dynamics)

John lived a sad and lonely life after the death of his wife, until one day when he noticed someone had breaking into his home while he was at work.

Second Chances by rootbeer

(Gen, 2,6k, Soulmates)

"A lot of times the ‘markings’ were common, simple things you said to strangers all the time. 'Excuse me'; 'thank you'; 'hello'. Some got extremely romantic things like 'it’s you isn’t it? I’ve been waiting for you' or 'Wow you’re really pretty'. And they were always the first words their soulmate would ever say to them.

Of course, having 'You are the fucking worst kind of person in the world' tattooed down your side, didn’t bode well. How fucked up was Stiles Stilinski that even his fucking Soulmate hated him? High School had been a special kind of hell when all the kids learned what his tattoo said—despite his best efforts to keep it a secret."

My Wolf by Dexterous_Sinistrous

(Teen, 7,6k, ABO, Full-shift werewolves, Pack Dynamics)

“If he wants to mate Stiles, why not let him?” Jackson asked, ready to part with Stiles if need be.

“Because if I did that, I’d be demoting Lydia,” Alpha Stilinski replied.

“We don’t even know how good of a Beta he is,” Lydia countered, bristling some that her status was being challenged.

“That’s because he’s not a Beta,” Alpha Stilinski stated. “He’s an Alpha.”

I Shouldn't Love you Anymore by wulfarchival (wyrmwolf)

(Mature, 2,2k, Established sterek, Feral Derek)

After Stiles divorces Derek under mysterious reasons, Derek moves out into the middle of nowhere loosing himself to the wolf after the ache in his chest becomes too much. But after weeks of being lost to an animal someone he thought he'd never see again returns in his life.

This time to stay forever.

Cut to the Bone by standinginanicedress

(Explicit, 112k, ABO, Secret Relationship)

“Not that it’s any of your god damn business, but my name is Stiles. Do you need something?”

The alpha grins. All teeth, shiny white, straight as an arrow. He’s got this sculpted perfection to him that Stiles is sure has worked on all the omegas he’s ever encountered before, but Stiles stands his ground and narrows his eyes. “A date.”

Stiles looks him up and down, slowly, from the black shoes on his feet, to his uniform khakis and blazer littered with pins, to his face. He frowns, makes a face, and says, “pass.”

Life After This by Nimpalous

(Mature, 5,1k, Violence, MCD, Soul Bond, I consider this having a HE)

Feeling his weight shift backwards over the ledge when another bullet hit, Stiles closed his eyes and whispered the name of his beloved as he fell.

“Derek…”

Derek woke up with an agonising scream, his body curling in on itself in pain. He wasn’t aware of having wolfed out, he didn’t know he was clawing himself as he clutched at his head, willing the agony to go away… but to no avail.

Daybreak by TheObsidianQuill

(Mature, 70k, Time Travel, Mates, ptsd!Stiles)

"There . . ." Stiles swallowed and looked down at the bottle in his grasp as he slowly swirled the amber liquid inside. "There's really nothing left. For me. Everyone is . . . gone, and it feels like I haven't thought of tomorrow in years." His words rang in the air like a gunshot, he took another heavy drink. "I would trade every last breath I take to just have another shot—not even a guarantee, just a chance to make things right and bring back even one of them."

The pack was gone. He had nothing left. He had no one. With nothing to lose, Stiles puts everything on the line to go back in time to try to prevent the future from becoming his past. Broken, guarded, and haunted by his past, only one overgrown-pup of a wolf seems able to get past his defenses. Changing the future? Easy. Finding a place for himself in the Hale Pack? Impossible.

It seems wasted now by DaaroMoltor

(Teen, 48k, Slow Burn, Miscommunication, Stiles is pushed out of the pack)

It's been months. Months of lonely days and lonelier nights.

And Stiles can't understand what he did wrong.

Under Glass by calrissian18

(Mature, 6,6k, Pining, Cursed Stiles)

The pack goes looking for a cursed artifact. Stiles would really like to go back to the time before he found it, thanks.

Time To Say Goodbye by matildajones

(Teen, 34k, Time Travel, Mates, HE)

Derek finds an older version of himself at his front door, along with Stiles, a boy from the future.

Emissary by dragon_temeraire

(Teen, 3,7k, Alive Hales, Bonding)

To keep the peace, Stiles agrees to be emissary to the Hale pack.

One Thread by RurouniHime

(Mature, 11k, Established sterek, Grief, HE)

In the middle of the night, his dad comes into the room and crawls onto the bed behind him, easing Stiles into the vee of his legs. He settles back against the headboard with a groan and doesn’t say anything for a long time. Stiles wraps his arms around one of his dad’s legs, presses his cheek to warm flannel, and tries to be still.

“Oh, kid,” his dad exhales. His hand comes down on the side of Stiles’ neck and his fingers press gently. “I never wanted you to know this pain.”

(Or, Derek dies. Stiles reacts Badly.)

[rughydrangea]

I can't hold it in any longer. I'm so deeply confused by Ahsoka. I just really don't understand who this show is for. Is it for regular people who watch The Mandalorian but have never seen the animated shows? Then the fact that all the main characters have years of history that those people know nothing amount basically guarantees that they will not find any aspect of this story compelling. If you don't know who Ezra is, why would you care if he's saved or not? If you don't know anything about Hera and Sabine's relationship, would you be interested in Hera's continuing presence in this show? If you've never seen Thrawn, how could you think of him as a genuine threat that everyone should be worried about? And if your only exposure to Ahsoka is in the live-action shows, then I'm sorry, but why would you want to watch a show about that character, who is very cold and appears to have no real emotions or inner life and whom you have been given no reason to be invested in?

On the flip side, as someone who has seen Rebels and The Clone Wars, speaking for myself I can say that this show is giving me nothing I want because it's simultaneously dependent on the backstory of those shows but is trying to be accessible. Ahsoka has a long, complicated, very fraught history with the Jedi order--something you'd have no idea about from what this show is giving us (the opening crawl called her an ex-Jedi knight! which she isn't! what is going on!). The intense bonds of love and family that tie together the Ghost crew members are alluded to here, but the actors can't really sell them, through no fault of their own, but because those bonds were so thoroughly established by separate versions of the character. I miss the warm, deeply intimate, sometimes fractious relationship that Hera and Sabine had, a weird cross between mother/daughter and older sister/younger sister that was such a lovely part of Rebels and that isn't really being recreated here. Most of all, I think Filoni's desire to keep the animated references down to a minimum has, in these first three episodes, resulted in the erasure of my personal favorite Ghost crew member! And to me it makes no sense! Ahsoka was never the main Jedi in Sabine's life--Ezra and Kanan were. The people who first taught Sabine to use a light(dark)saber were Kanan and Ezra. We got a Jacen appearance this episode, and he even says that he wants to be a Jedi, but a casual viewer would have no idea that Hera's pained reaction to this is because his father was a Jedi! Star Wars is all about legacies and the pain they cause and the ways that stories repeat themselves and the groundwork for that is all here, but we can't tap into it because this show is being made for people who neither know nor care who these characters are and where they are coming from!

And then there's the one bit of backstory that we're missing that makes me feel like I'm losing my mind. Multiple times in each of the three episodes that have aired so far, I have found myself thinking back through Rebels--was there a scene were it was suggested that Sabine was force-sensitive? The answer, of course, is no. So, given Ahsoka's kind of traumatic history with the Jedi order, why would she see a young woman with no kind of force sensitivity and think, oh, yeah, she should be a padawan? I just don't buy it. Ahsoka's ties to her Jedi life weren't severed when she was expelled from the order, or when she declined to rejoin it, obviously; we saw in s7 as well as in Tales of the Jedi that a lot of her journey is about coming to understand the value of the Jedi and the role that they played in the galaxy and how that legacy lives in her. But her path was different. She's a product of the Jedi order, but she's not one of them. Why she would think the only way to help Sabine to develop is to force her into a mold that a) isn't right for her, and b) ultimately wasn't even right for Ahsoka herself just makes no sense to me. And because we have no access to that first, unsuccessful attempt to teach Sabine, we have no idea why any of this is going on or what anybody is hoping to get out of this arrangement.

I should be done, but if I'm griping, one more thing. In TCW, Ahsoka is an endlessly compelling character. We see her grow from cute little brat to a thoughtful, compassionate young woman of deep conviction and principle, always questioning the world around her, always grounded by deep relationships. Her appearances in Rebels feel like the natural maturation of that character--she's older, calmer, more sure of herself, her personality that before was so bubbly having subsided into deep, flowing waters. But she's still animated by curiosity, kindness, and a sense of justice. She's obviously changed from who she was as a child, but she's still Ahsoka.

I personally see no continuity between this character I love in her animated form and the live-action version. It's not really a performance problem, it's that this Ahsoka just doesn't feel like Ahsoka, because she's missing the quality that I most associate with her: warmth. Ahsoka cares. Everything she does is out of a desire to help people. No matter how much she went through, how much she was hurt, she always came back to that. And that's just gone here. Here, she doesn't seem to have any kind of a personality (bizarre, given that she's nominally the main character). What drives her, what she cares about, the importance of her relationships in her life... I just can't see any of it. And it bums me out, because I love Ahsoka, and I want to watch more stories about her, but I want them to actually be about her, not this imposter.

So, uh, in conclusion, I really wanted a Rebels sequel and I really wanted more Ahsoka but this show is, for me, the absolute worst fulfillment of those wishes. And I'm sad about it!

[alannybunnue]

Can I please request a fic where Lady Beesbury and Duncan meet while she’s still betrothed to Aerion?

Of course, my sweet summer child :3

Beware that some things might be triggering :)

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She hated these events

Not Tourneys in general, just those where she had to be at the side of her betrothed, the mad prince, Aerion Targaryen.

Of course, some still don't know that he is a mad man, including her own father, Lord Beesbury, who was convinced he was the perfect match for his only child.

He was wrong, Aerion was a monster.

Always snobby of his Valyrian blood and how he was a Dragon in human form, in which is why he mostly mocked and insulted the Lady in multiple ways. He wasn't keen on this betrothal, for she was no blood of the dragon.

She had to watch him glamour himself during the challenge against Ser Humfrey Hardyng, kinda wishing Aerion would fail or, if she was lucky enough, killed. But life wasn't about what she wanted.

But there was another Knight who caught her attention, one carrying a shield with the sigil of a green shooting star above an elm tree proper on sunset - "an odd one indeed" - she thought to herself, giggling a bit.

Afterwards, she was one more time, beside the Prince, watching a puppet show performed by a lovely tall woman and her group, however, the story went to a length where Lady Beesbury knew that it wouldn't end well, seeing as Aerion's demeanor changes as soon as the dragon in the tale dies.

He screams, calls it "Treason", he destroys the puppets and attacks the puppeteers, the girl couldn't say a word, no one could stop him. But in the moment he broke the fingers of the poor woman, he was immediately attacked by someone else, that same knight from before.

He was arrested for attacking a royal, and due to the lies of both Aerion and Daeron, his drunken brother, he was also accused of kidnapping Prince Aegon, her betrothed demanded a trial of seven.

The little Lady watched and felt guilty over the situation, she didn't knew why, but either way, she knew he was innocent. She went to me one of her cousins, Ser Humfrey Beesbury and begged him to fight with Duncan, thankfully he agreed.

But a feeling that she should see the poor knight still haunted her. So soon she found herself in front of the place he was locked in before the Trial.

Duncan didn't expected someone to appear that night, especially this little Lady who he recalled by being beside Prince Aerion, she looked at him with pity, or so he believes.

"G-Greetings Sir..." - She stutters a bit, obviously trying to find the right words - "I wanted to apologize in behalf of my betrothed, Prince Aerion and..."

"Why?" - He asked, obviously confused of this woman's intentions with this, she was quiet for a moment, just as confused with his question - "Why are you doing this? Against your intended?"

She gulped. Lady Beesbury was no fool, it was obvious that she was risking herself there, only the Gods would know what Aerion would do if he discovered this, he would feel humiliated by her actions.

But she was not ignorant.

"I am not blind to injustice, Sir" - She responded, keeping her composure - "I saw the evil deeds of my intended, what he did to that puppeteer and what he is doing to you...it's unfair."

Duncan just watched, didn't speak a word, he can say that he was confused by the situation, maybe he admired the lady's words, although he couldn't judge whether they were true or not...

But there's was a weird feeling on him that was crawling at the back of his neck.

Noticing the weird silence in the room, Lady Beesbury finished off - "I wish you good fortune in the Trial, Sir Duncan."

The feeling started to grow.

Soon the Trial started, each side had their allies, the girl watched attentively, hoping for the best, mostly for the hedge knight.

Most of the knights at his side were terribly wounded, including her own cousin, but in the end, Duncan was able to make Aerion yield.

The lady was more than relieved.

Afterwards, Aerion was exiled for his false accusations and Duncan was free for all charges.

The young woman decided to see the knight before he leaves, she found him patching some of his wounds.

"Would you allow me to assist you, Sir Duncan?" - She asked, the man simply nodded, that was answered enough, she sat beside him and continued patching him.

He watched the lady attentively, more than before, now that she was closer, he could see every little detail in her features, her perfections and imperfections, which made that feeling grew stronger.

"Sir?" - She looked at him, making him return to reality instantly, and regaining his composure - "...I must give you my condolences for your cousin, milady" - He used the loss of Sir Beesbury to distract her from the elefant in the room.

"Sir Humphrey..." - She stopped to think of the right words one more time - "died fighting for an innocent and honourable man and for that i am glad to be his cousin, even if we weren't close, he brought honor to his name and the name of our house." - She said as she finished to care for Duncan.

The gentleness of her soft hands, the kind words that left her mouth, the warm expression in her features were driving the knight completely mad, he felt as if he had to consume her, right then and there, take her for himself and never let go.

By Gods, not even Tanselle made him feel this way.

And he didn't thought of it in the moment, as his body got closer to hers.

The lady was conflicted, once the knight quickly grabbed her by the waist and pull her lips to his, she has never felt this way, the hunger and despair coming from him was too obvious to be denied and she wasn't afraid of it.

But she never felt so desired before, it may be due to the months of humiliation coming from her intended, but this was wrong and she knew it.

But there's nothing she could do, the knight was stronger than her and...deep down she wanted to continue.

She wanted him to continue.

No matter the consequences.

[lyranova]

"Love me like you do" for Zobra, with prompt 13 (just because they're clearly not a fairy tale couple^^)

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Hiya anon! Of course, and I hope you enjoy 🥰!

Word Count: 766

Warnings: None

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“ If I was your hero would you be mine?” Zora suddenly asked, causing Nebra to frown. Where did that come from all of a sudden? She watched him pull a small doll out of his pocket and frowned even more, it looked nearly identical to him! It had the same hairstyle, same clothes, and even the same mask.

“ I know this ain’t a fairytale but is real life, I just wanted to ask, since every hero needs their own sometimes.” Zora muttered as he held the doll up and towards her.

“ Was this doll your hero?” Nebra found herself asking as she gently took the doll into her hands and looked it over. It was very old but was in pretty good condition. There were a few loose threads and faded colors, but that was alright, that just meant the doll had been well loved.

“ It kind of was, y’see, my dad made this for me to ‘try and get me to talk more’ since I was a pretty quiet kid.”

“ You were a quiet kid?” Nebra laughed in surprise, and Zora rolled his eyes at her.

“ Yeah laugh it up, from what Noelle told me you weren’t a very chatty child either.” Zora threw back at her with a smirk, making her blush and look away in annoyance. SHe was going to have to scold Noelle later for telling him that!

“ Anyway, this doll, and my dad, both became my heroes. My dad made me want to be a Magic Knight, and this doll made me want to be some masked hero that righted the wrongs of the world.” Zora admitted sheepishly with a chuckle. “ Sounds pretty dumb for someone like me doesn’t it?”

“ It does,” Nebra admitted with a small smile, causing the man to glare at her. “ But it also makes you sound noble and kind.”

Zora blushed a bit and looked away as she called him ‘kind’ there weren’t many people who would use that word to describe him, most would describe him as ‘disrespectful’ and a ‘prankster’. Admittedly Nebra had called him those things too in the past, but now that they had gotten to know each other her views on him had changed.

Which was how they were in their current situation, because she had developed feelings for him and decided to confess, saying that he was her hero, and that she loved him. But Zora…he wasn’t sure about that. So he decided to test her.

“ I’ll ask you again,”  He began after another minute or two of silence fell between them. “ If I was your hero, would you be mine? If I needed you at 5 o’clock in the morning would you come running? If we got into an argument and I begged you not to go, would you listen?” He asked as he turned to face her.

“ Are those requirements for us to start dating?” She asked curiously and Zora nodded, he watched her think for a moment. The silence was almost deafening as she didn’t speak for what felt like minutes, but was actually only a few seconds.

“ Then, I’ll be your hero.” She told him confidently, he blinked at her in surprise, the old Nebra would have scoffed and said ‘that’s too much work’ and then walked away. But this Nebra, she was taking his challenge head on. Which led him to believe that her feelings were genuine.

“ I can’t guarantee that I wouldn’t leave during an argument, but I would try my best.” Nebra said softly. “ If you called me at 5 o’clock in the morning, I would come running even if I was only a little annoyed. And I would do it all because I love you.”

Zora felt his heart skip a beat and his face grow red at her words, she loved him? He didn’t want to believe it, even as he saw the sincere look in her eye, but his heart…his heart made him believe her.

“ You’d better keep your promises Misty Princess,” Zora said as he began to walk past her with a grin. “ Because I’m a lot to handle after a while.”

“ Oh believe me, I know, Noelle told me just how big of a troublemaker you are. And I’m more than willing to take on that responsibility.” Nebra said with a grin of her own as she followed behind him.

She quickly ran up to him and blushed as he casually threw an arm over her shoulder. This was their ‘day one’ as an official couple, even though Solid had said it wasn’t really official until they kissed.

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

[beardedmrbean]

Zoomer Huey rants about fairytales and Disney, okay they been a mess with public domain post Walt… but dear lord the copyright shitshow on the other 18th century-

Shit anyways, let use the earliest Disney movies to say Hercules (I can use mulan but we have very easy access to the og tale vs the classic Disney films)

Let me use the mother of all modern American animation, Snow White and the seven dwarfs

The thing is that Walt Disney grew up watching a version of Snow White in theaters as a child

And he decided that he wanted to do a new SPIN of the Classic fairytale in the then NEW and GROWING style of storytelling that was animation

And that the thing about a lot of Walt Disney era films like Snow White, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Peter Pan, Alice in Wonderland, Sword in the Stone, and Jungle Book.

They were SPINS on classics books and stories that were used in live action movies and plays at the time

And while behind the scenes knowledge became more well known after inking and desire to research it became more popular. Surviving documents and quotes always had Walt and his crew doing a different take on the source material. It just the Disney takes on fairytales stood the test of time due to animation styles and the company  preserverstion measures

Also the grimm thing….does anyone look up that the Grimm “fairytales” was a AMALGAMATIONS of different European folklores. So they serve as the basic of where you can get into European folklore…but it always had a citation needed as each region, culture, and era will have a different spin on it

Hell the Arthurian Legends are big examples as they rapidly change over the centuries. Hence why in Sword in the Stone, Merlin mention movies because he was hinting at Art that his life and stories will be retold and remembered for centuries to come.

But Hercules ugh

“Did you know Hera was actually a bitch-“ did you know that the Greek myths been a backbone of western culture stories for years and around the same time of the Disney movie, there were 2 popular Greek myth shows called Xena Warrior Princess and the legends of Hercules?

Not to mention that the animators presumed you would have learn the og Greek myths in high school English class like they did

And there was a ODEIPUS joke where Hercules thought his daddy issues was bad until he saw the play of the tragic Thebes king

Actually that the thing that I I notice with a lot of pop culture media and Wish is prime example…

Do people only know the CONTEMPORARY versions of Stories and don’t look into classic media or inspirations

Actually a lot of modern dc and marvel comics lore got me thinking here this as a example

Current comics writers and fans know that superhero teams like the Avengers and Justice League are contemporary American twists on classic team groups like Argonauts or Knights of the Round Table right?

Sorry, a lot of media is like…someone making a hamburger and think fast food is the basic for that. Make sense?

And that the thing about a lot of Walt Disney era films like Snow White, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Peter Pan, Alice in Wonderland, Sword in the Stone, and Jungle Book. They were SPINS on classics books and stories that were used in live action movies and plays at the time

Walt was a storyteller first and foremost, ya so he adapted a lot of things staying mostly true to the story but not entirely, which make them your own if you can at least with the Grimm stuff since you don't have any copyright issues to fuss with there.

Peter Pan is a odd case, there's still a partial copyright in place even though it's way past where it should exist, but the money funds a children's charity so people let that be, and I think it only is a thing in the UK.

But Hercules ugh “Did you know Hera was actually a bitch-“ did you know that the Greek myths been a backbone of western culture stories for years and around the same time of the Disney movie, there were 2 popular Greek myth shows called Xena Warrior Princess and the legends of Hercules? Not to mention that the animators presumed you would have learn the og Greek myths in high school English class like they did

I knew about Hera, Hercules and Xena too. Hercules really had the biggest issues with Hera not Hades too, but that doesn't work for the story. Also Walt was long dead so not on him at least.

One other bit that bugs me to no end, Hercules is Roman, Heracles is Greek and almost nobody in media ever gets it right.

And there was a ODEIPUS joke where Hercules thought his daddy issues was bad until he saw the play of the tragic Thebes king

Ya they do that, throw those in for the parents. Much better than the naked people in Great Mouse Detective lol.

Actually a lot of modern dc and marvel comics lore got me thinking here this as a example Current comics writers and fans know that superhero teams like the Avengers and Justice League are contemporary American twists on classic team groups like Argonauts or Knights of the Round Table right?

I never put that much thought into it, but honestly most media produced is a twist on a existing tale.

Black Panther, to The Lion King, to Kimba the White Lion, ect till we get to Hamlet, and it actually keeps going from there but I forget the stuff in between Kimba and Hamlet and after Hamlet.

Clueless is just Jane Austin's Emma, 10 Things I Hate About You is Taming of the Shrew, to be fair the writers and such were very open about the fact that they were doing a modern retelling on those ones, several others too big thing in the mid to late 90's.

Sorry, a lot of media is like…someone making a hamburger and think fast food is the basic for that. Make sense?

Think so, would be nice to see more effort put forth. At least for some types of films, stuff that guys like Adam Sandler fart out in order to take him and his friends on a 6 week working vacation and get some people that haven't worked in a while working so they can keep their SAG insurance and what not can stay as they are.

[dailycass-cain]

Dark Knights of Steel #9 Thoughts

Dark Knights of Steel #9 rounds out our alternate Earth trio of Cassandra Cain this week.  Like the other two, this Cass is quite different than the one we're used too. But... adds some intriguing layers.

If there was one predictable outcome so far in this series (other than "who" was behind pitting the kingdoms against one another) it was the MOMENT in #6 we sneakily saw Cass (again dang that was a good cameo).

We knew at that EXACT moment  Bruce had someone inside the Amazons (which we knew in #1 two Robins were unaccounted for). Now, this Cass in particular raises a few intriguing new ideas.

The first being she's a Robin (an agent of Bruce in this universe), not a Batgirl. Cass hasn't been a Robin before. It's always been Batgirl or Orphan. One or the other. So this brings up an interesting dynamic.

The other (that we know of) this Cass is different in the usual origin as well. If we're to take the mystery hooded Robin from Dark Knights of Steel:  Tales of the Three Kingdom #1 as Cass then...

This Cass wasn't built to be a weapon. She's quick yes, but not THE fighter like we always know. However, even if this is Cass then living on Amazonia she could be getting that edge from the Amazons.

We don't get that in #9 but we know she's sneaky enough to subdue (or sneak past) whatever guards are watching Superman at this point in the story.

If anything, this Cass is more a healer than a fighter as well. She mended Superman's wounds in #6 and here she's trying to mend the three kingdoms. She's lived in the house of El but also with the Amazons. She knows both nations are peaceful.

Unlike say Tim who was with King Pierce's and well... did a poor job being undercover. Though part of me always wonders if Tim and Constantine had a thing in this universe given their dialogue.

Back to Cass, this is quite possibly the most time she's had with Superman (it's always been Kon, teamed up with Linda, had an infamous moment with Kara, and dancing with Jon).

She's never really shared a scene with Clark and herself. So this is REALLY new ground for Cass.

I'm really curious of this Cass though and what becomes of her. We know this series is getting a "season 2" and honestly, I think it is deserved as there is MUCH potential here.

I'd love to know a one-shot short tale of Cass hiding and learning from the Amazons. Being with Diana, Artemis, Donna, and Cassie. GIMME IT PLEASE DC!! 🥺

Overall, this was an appearance that makes one hunger for more. At the very least, we know MORE is coming. I think this story has earned it (unlike say another alternate universe that would benefit HIGHLY from Cass's PoV or Mera's).

But this was a fun appearance (if predictable). What wasn't predictable was a twist that I didn't see coming. It now makes COMPLETE sense, but okay this series pulled the rug from me. I'm very curious about where this new development goes.

I'm just glad we're getting possibly more Cass. In all my years, I NEVER thought I'd see the day when we'd get SOOO many new versions of Cass distinct from the main universe.

[anonesque]

Why I hate weak characters.

Whilst this may be controversial, this is my personal opinion.

I am, first and foremost, a millennial child. That means I was raised with both Disney Princess and Cartoon Network.

As a girl, growing up, I was given the princess-y stuff. I grew up watching Snow White, Cinderella, The Little Mermaid, Mulan - you name it. Princesses that were mostly adapted from the Grimm Brother Tales.

I think my mum hoped that it would change my boyish and introverted personality. I use to label myself as a tomboy, but now, I think myself as someone who prefers to more less-girly stuff.

I mean, I still I am a god-damn beautiful queen. I love how I look when I spin in a dress. I look hella cute. So, yeah - I think, rather than labelling myself as a tomboy, I just like less-girly stuff.

When I first saw disney princesses, starting with snow white, as a 6 years old (or so), I questioned her line of thought. Why was the first person she thought would save her was the prince? couldn't she have just run away? The dwarves literally could've given her a free life. They loved that she was there, and yet, she still wanted the prince.

I, personally thought, that she was an incredibly naive and annoying character. Everyone know that you do not eat anything given by a sus character, and yet she ate the damn apple. Was you dumb? You literally could make yourself a soup or whatnot, and you decided to eat an apple, given by some random old lady, dressed in a black cloak.

I cannot, for the life of me, understand her line of thought.

It was from snow white, I started realising that love makes you stupid.

Again, it is my personal opinion.

Then I was then introduced to another Disney, Cinderella.

Literally... she wanted to be bloody noticed by the prince that for some odd reason, he could only find her by her damn shoe.

Seriously Cindy? you wanted to marry a guy, who didn't recognise at first glance, because you bloody dressed up? Did he have prosopagnosia or what? You were not wearing a damn mask, he should bloody hell recognised you immediately, and you wanted him? really?

God you both belong together.

And then... Came bloody Ariel. Ah... Let's not forget the princess from the bloody sea who was willing to sacrifice her voice for legs. Along the way, sacrificed her father. Stupid girl.

I hated her the most. I preferred the Grimm Brother's version. She died. Turned to bubble and poof into the damn oblivion.

She made no sense to me. She should've been more suspicious.

Honestly, despite my hatred to these princess, I guess they were moulded from the conformity of last century, and the boomer generation.

So you know which princess I did accept?

you know it - Hua Mulan.

I love her. She was the epitome of female empowerment. You say that she was not a princess - Yeah, she wasn't. She was a fucking Queen. A bad bitch who saved a country alongside her countrymen. That is what I grew up loving. She was determined.

She sacrificed for her family, because she was a girl, and her father was old. She brought back honour, and honestly, that is the type of princess that should've been portrayed more in the Telly.

Nevertheless.

I have watched so many dramas in my life, and the type of drama I hate most is when the female character is cutesy cutesy type, needing some saving from her knight and shining armour.

I see a lot of these characters, particularly in Chinese dramas.

Seriously, grow a fucking back bone. Make a name for yourself and don't be dependent.

I have also come across real life situations when husbands divorced their wives to go to their affair partner. The wife is struggling to make do.

It makes me think a lot of the world.

This is the 21st century - we have fought for equality. and no, equality has yet to be achieved, and to be honest, it will never. Why? because of limitations that one body and gender can do, and we cannot deny that.

But why should we moan about that when we can strive?

Can't leave your kids behind? make a business from home. or take up remote working (one of the benefits that COVID gave us)

Don't know what to do? ASK.

Why should you be ashamed about asking for help? You're only human.

I am sure that there will be people who disagree with my opinion, and would call me a pessimist. I am - but I am also a realist with contingency plans.

I do not want to be with anyone without my own security.

Financials? Yours is Yours, Mine is Mine. If we live together, we pay equally together. We plan to have a child, open another bank account for your child with both of you with access.

I grew up seeing things that I shouldn't have to as a child. It scarred me enough. I am selfish because of it. My end goal to be happy, by my own means.

The trust between you and your husband should be there, but understand that with everything, should come with a contract. Black and white. Written with proof.

I am a realist because I grew up striving for my happiness. My happiness is to achieve things by my own means.

[caseylicious]

Hello! I was curious if you would he alright with me requesting?

Rise! Leo and Rise! Donnie x Elegant! Kitsune! Gender neutral! Reader hcs? (Romantic and Fluff please!)

Like.. How would Leo and Donnie would he like having a S/o thats elegant and a Kitsune? (Or just elegant if you are not comfortable with writing Kitsune! Reader!!)

Also you have a lovely day / afternoon / night and a splendid year!!

(Also if you feel uncomfortable with this request please ignore it!!)

Your Grace

Summary: How would they feel having an elegant Kitsune S/O?

Characters: Leo and Donnie

Reader: GENDER NEUTRAL

Relationship: Romantic! (Established Relationship)

Warnings: None!

A/N: My dear!! There is absolutely no problem with your request! I HAD A LOT OF FUN TYPING THIS!! Fun Fact about Mori (me), I'm actually from Japan! So I know a lot of the culture here. Thank you for requesting something as elegant as this. I'm always a sucker for Leo and Donnie < 33 And Headcanons so i MAY have gone a bit too overboard with all of it... Have a lovely day dear!

ALSO: I used a combination of fan languages in this piece, AND IM SO PROUD OF IT. Feel free to learn some and recognize them in this request.

As always! Please, Enjoy 💐

[ If you have any constructive criticism or corrections for any of my English do let me know! :) ]

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💙 Leo

Leo has heard of the fairy tales of princesses existing, and there being a knight in shining armor to serve them. He's always adored this very thought.

The image of him carrying a princess or PRINCE of his very own? He would cry and manifest for this very thing to happen.

He didn't believe it could really happen, not until your eyes met in the Hidden City.

You.. were one of the most beautiful/handsome things he has ever seen. Your 9 white tails complimenting your graceful snow pale skin...

The way you just walked was so... WOW.

Was he drooling? Oh god.

He practiced for this moment for his whole life, those pick-up lines in the mirror, there's no way he can fail now!

"Heyy.." He leaned against the wall, looking into your eyes.

You smirked, turning his way. Your hands hidden in the sleeves of your kimono. "Well, Hello dear..."

HIS HEART EXPLODED. OH MY GOD.

DID YOU CALL HIM DEAR?

Keep cool Leo. KEEP COOL!!

A flush of red, which matched his markings covered his cheeks. "H- Heyy. Uhmm..." He sweat a little. Trying to remember what he was going to say...

You revealed your hand, which held a fan. He watched as you fanned it facing up. With a gentle smile...

Okay, Leo may say "Oh whatever, It's not like I'll ever need it." to any information Donnie tells him...

But this is ONE of the times he needs to remember this information.

He blinks confused, failing to be flirtatious as he planned to be.

He watches you chuckle.

God, you sounded like an angel.

WAIT OH THAT WAS HIS FLIRT!!

"Heyya~ Are you on the floor, or are you just a snow angel?" He smirked. Sending you a wink.

You stood there, before giggling to his flirt. He took that as a good sign...

It was a surprise to EVERYONE that he ended up with someone like you.

You are just.. so graceful and Leo... yeah, he was Leo.

One day Leo told Donnie about you moving your fan in certain ways in front of him.

Donnie had to tell Leo, that you were sending him silent secret messages.

Leo forced asked Donnie to teach him this knowledge...

One day, while you were sitting down on your tatami mat, Leo suddenly grabbed your hand off the table.

You watched as he confidently opened the fan placing it on his own heart.

That was the first time he saw your snow face become red.

But anyways! Leo would hide in your tails whenever Donnie or Raph were going to scold him.

And WATCHING you go into your fox form? Man he's lucky to love you.

He will call you "princess" or "prince" anytime he needs you.

He always tries to match your elegance, just so people don't think you're with a creep...

But you have to reassure him that he's perfect and that he's the most handsome thing you've ever seen.

Anytime you both kiss, he feels like a whole king.

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💜 Donnie

He never believed in the "princess/prince and knight." stories. Can you blame him? He's a man of science!

Science was his partner...

But something he did believe in was the rare appearance of a kitsune. He's heard they have an elegance sense of taste and fashion.

And that was exactly the very thing he saw in The Hidden City.

He saw your nine tails, your graceful walk, Lord you were everything.

He got his bad-boy persona to talk to you, to impress you with some of his knowledge of Japan.

"Well, Hello there! I am Donatello. Your blinding beautiful/handsome hue was something I couldn't look away from." His posture, straight and proper. Attempting to appear as elegant as you are.

You only blinked, staring at him. This fellow was funny attempting to match your energy...

He assumed he was doing a good job. That his "bad boy" persona was helping him out. "I am no mere child, no, no. I'm a gentleman wishing to have simple conversation with you! Are you fine with that?"

He watched as your pale, elegant hand reached for your fan. Watching you rest the the closed fan on your right cheek. He blushed, nodding his head. Walking with you.

AFTER THAT HE CONTINUED HIS STUDY OF JAPAN CULTURE.

The day he confessed his feelings for you, was on a rooftop in New York. (Prepared by his brothers.)

Donnie spoke of you around his brothers, however never told them how elegant and dreamy you were.

So when they saw you walk onto the rooftop, their jaws DROPPED. Not knowing Donnie could actually pull someone like you!

Choosing to match it an environment you could be familiar in.. he made sure everything was like a fairtytale.

your seats were outside, in the moonlit sky...

Slowly, Cherry Blossom petals fell behind you.

Catching one, it was made out of paper. The effort he had for this to work was actually so cute that you couldn't help but blush.

You closed your fan half-way, pressing it over your lips

And Donnie knew exactly what you were saying...

And just like that, he kissed the most handsome/beautiful thing in existence.

Whenever he's having a rough day he just falls back onto you. Your touch alone, comforted him. Even when he was annoyed of his brothers.

Your cuddles were long, and warm.

And with your nine tails, you were wiser than Donnie, the man of science himself! So you could speak of science with him.

He'd take off his battle shell around you, knowing you wouldn't attempt anything suspicious.

He trusted you, and you trusted him.

And that's just amazing.

[cere-za]

Yoo! First of all, I just have to say that ur stories are amazing, they always brighten up my day!! I always start grinning like an idiot when you post ngl XD I wanted to ask you if you could do a grandad!Tea Knight cookie x child!reader (platonic ofc) but the child does not have any parents, and Tea knight takes care of them :> Thanks in advance🫂

A lovely visit

{ grandpa tea knight and child reader!}

[ A/N: before anything..yes i know I've been gone for a long time it's because it's almost the end of my school year meaning I've been extra busy with that being said i appreciate that people like you are enjoying what i write! My day gets better when I read that people are enjoying my stories!]

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Tea knight cookie was resting at home..and boy was he tired,but also worried that his grandchild hasn't visited him in days

So much so that he thought of the worst!.. maybe they had been attacked..or worse taken away!.. his histeria came to a quick halt when he heard a knock on his door..he got up from his chair to go receive whoever was at the door..

“Hi grandpa!”

What a lovely visit! His grandchild! His worries were wiped off now that they were there

"why hello there [y/n], come in..!”

He said moving aside so you could step inside, you always loved going to your grandpas house he would tell you old tales, help him around and spend the day together.

Today you had brought some baking supplies from the store! You had saved up enough money for everything you needed it took days of saving up Penny's but it was more than worth it!

"Quite a surprise you came to visit [y/n],tell me how've you been these couple of days?"

Your grandpa spoke as he saw you hurry your way to the kitchen to make sure you don't drop anything

"it was okay! A bit lonely though"

You said all the way from the kitchen as he stood in the living room, he frowned at your response.. technically..tea knight cookie isn't your actual grandpa..he found you a year ago when you were lost and since then you've become attached, in that period he also learned that you didn't know who your parents were..he is sure they didn't stick much either in your earlier years..

So people kind of found it sierra that you called him grandpa, the two of you were nothing alike, neither in looks or personality..but it mostly didn't matter to you, you were just happy to have someone to look up to..wait is something burning?..

You looked down at the oven and instantly began to panic, turning the it off you saw that your cake had indeed burned.. you began to sulk, all hard earned money was now wasted..

“[y/n]? Is everything alright? i smelled something burning”

Tea knight had walked in and saw you sulking on your knees in front of the oven where you saw with undying sadness the burned cake

He slowly walked up to you and picked you up from the waist

"c'mon now, there's no need to be sad..! We can go to the near bakery and buy something from there, we'll drink tea with sweet's, how's that sound?"

He tried to cheer you up which slightly worked

“soo.. were having a tea party?"

You asked with excitement and your grandpa chuckled and nodded..yes!

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After the two of you had brought the fresh biscuits and slices of cake from the bakery, tea knight had began to brew some tea while he kept an eye on you, he watched you set up the table and he began thinking..

< they're so sufficient at such early age.. maybe they can take of themselves.. maybe they don't need the offer to stay here.>

His thoughts came to a stop when he heard the water boil in which he turned off the stove and began to prepare the tea..by the time he had finished you were already waiting patiently at the table.

The two of you were having a good time with eachother, talking about friends, about things you've done a few days back.. when he suddenly asked something you've been waiting for awhile

“say [y/n]..i know you're far more capable of taking care of yourself,but i would like it if you come live with me?..i can't help but get worried when you live by yourself”

You sat up from your chair in excitement

“yes! I want to live with you grandpa! I want to learn more about everything you had been through!”

He was glad you've accepted the request, he chuckled at your response, classic child enthusiasm

“now finish your tea before it gets cold hehe”

It was a lovely visit from you after all

[writingforfun0714]

I just finished watching Tales of the Jedi for the 2nd time and I’d like to share my thoughts.

Spoilers for TotJ!!!

The series overall—Animation was ok (I mentioned how Rex/the clone model still looked off here) but overall it was good (especially the environments). THE MUSIC WAS 💯💕 BEAUTIFUL. There were a few things that was kinda like 🤔 but it’s nothing too major and I had some thoughts on what I, personally, would’ve liked to see.

Ep1–Life and Death

—Thought it was good. Baby Ahsoka’s design is similar to the one shown briefly in CW 👍

—The panda dog things were adorable and the food they eat looks SO SIMILAR to Mantell Mix

—The village elder does 3 hand poses (and says something in their native language) when Ahsoka’s mom made a kill, which reminded me of Rebels and the 3 hand poses that opens the portal thing

—Giant cat looked very tiger-y and immediately thought of Jungle Book, though the stories are very different.

Ep2–Justice

—Loved Young Dooku/Quigon duo. Like their designs/interactions, everything, was really good imo

—Dooku wears a cape and not a jedi robe

—Quigon didn’t have his padawan braid but I guess that was time between Padawan/Knight.

—Liked the fact that the senator’s son wasn’t upset about being kidnapped. Loved 2 Ton’s design (the droid)

—clearly sets up Dooku’s fall to the dark side.

Ep3–Choices

—The Mace/Dooku duo was something I’ve wanted since seeing them in Attack of the Clones.

—Mace’s design is also changed slightly (like Anakin/Ahsoka/Obi) to keep up with the better technology. How old is Mace? I honestly don’t know and actually expected him to look a bit younger. Like I know he trained Depa Bilaba (Caleb/Kanan’s master) but, to me, he seemed to be the same age as he was in CW.

—Loved that AotC was more of a noir/detective movie and seemed to continue into this episode (Windu/Dooku solving a jedi murder case).

—I think the guard guy that Mace killed was the son of the guy with the different colored eyes. Which means Mace killed someone’s son and left a father without a child and he also killed Boba’s father Jango, leaving Boba without a father. That’s just my opinion/HC and wasn’t confirmed or anything.

—MACE DID NOT STEAL THE COUNCIL SEAT FROM DOOKU! From context, Dooku has no problem doing things his way and explaining it to the Council. That means this has happened more than the one time we saw in context of this episode. I believe Dooku never really had a chance at a seat on the Council. He believed he did. I think his own ego/shortsightedness blinded Dooku into believing he was guaranteed a spot on the Council

—By now it’s clear that Anakin and Dooku have a lot in common (think RotS when Anakin got upset that he wasn’t a ‘master’ but on the Council)

Ep4–The Sith Lord

—This was my favorite episode!

—MASTER YADDLE!!! FINALLY!!! I believe we first see her in The Phantom Menace when Anakin is brought to the Temple on Coruscant and the jedi are testing him. She appears briefly in the background and has no speaking lines if I remember correctly. I know Yaddle has a different story in Star Wars Legends (the Extended Universe—books/video games etc) but I actually really enjoyed seeing her.

—Her relationship with Dooku seemed really important. Dooku was Yoda’s padawan and my own HC is that Yaddle and Yoda are Grogu’s (Baby Yoda) parents. I believe Yoda/Dooku/Yaddle were kind of like Anakin/Ahsoka/Obiwan respectively. Ahsoka is Anakin’s padawan but also had Obi-wan as a friend/mentor just like Dooku is Yoda’s padawan, but also seemed to be friends with Yaddle.

—Also I believe this was the only episode that is set during one of the movies (Phantom Menace). Dooku talks with Quigon about the Sith Lord (Darth Maul) that he and Obiwan encountered on Tatooine before it changes to Yaddle informing Dooku about Quigon’s funeral (after being killed by Maul on Naboo). She is clearly concerned about Dooku, especially when he says he must let Quigon go as he’s one with the Force. She asks him if he ‘can do this’, to which he responds with ‘what choice have I?’

—Dooku’s always been shown to have great control over his emotions (which is why he doesn’t have sith eyes) but despite that, Yaddle’s concern wins out and she follows him to his meeting with Emperor Palpatine.

—DOOKU LOVED QUIGON JUST LIKE OBI LOVED ANAKIN! His convo with Yaddle earlier (about the tree) clearly showed that. And he was RIGHTLY upset that Palpy had him killed by Maul.

—SHE LEFT THE COUNCIL FOR DOOKU!!! SHE EVEN ADMITTED HE WAS RIGHT!! That is love right there. She clearly had a loving friendship relationship with Dooku for her to leave the Council. And what does Obi-wan tell Satine? ‘Had you said the word, I would’ve left the Jedi Order’. Yaddle probably didn’t think of Dooku in a romantic way (I hope), but she obviously cared about him just as he cared for Quigon.

—YADDLE BEGGED DOOKU TO HELP HER BRING PALPY TO JUSTICE.

—THAT WHOLE FIGHT, JESUS!

—Ok, whoever is in charge of ratings sucks cuz there’s no way that this episode was TV-PG. Yaddle’s death was BRUTAL! Like they didn’t really show the blade connecting, but they showed her lifeless body after, made the saber-on-flesh-sound, and showed Dooku beginning the execution move. JESUS Disney. Shit

Ep5–Practice Makes Perfect

—Seeing young Anakin and mullet-Obiwan in clone armor made me SO HAPPY!!!

—The sass is still there!! AAHHH!!!

—Plo Koon sitting with Yoda, Obiwan and Anakin watching Ahsoka proudly was such a dad-move!!!

—And seeing young Caleb/Kanan and Bilaba at Ahsoka’s training test was amazing! And he was so obviously gushing about Ahsoka to Bilaba when they walked out lol

—MASTER SINUBE!!! GRAMPS!!! Was this before or after that Lightsaber Lost ep?!?!

—Of course Anakin was unimpressed with the test and unintentionally taught her how to survive O66.

—Seeing the clones in phase 1 armor again made me flash back to early CW animation.

—ABSOLUTELY LOVED JESSE’S LITTLE ‘Sorry Commander!’ As it was funny in the moment and tragic when you think about the fact that Jesse lead the turned clones during O66 and was going to kill Ahsoka (and possibly Rex too).

—I think this episode is the only one with a time skip. Loved the transition of the stuns and Ahsoka waking up older and seeing the clones in their phase 2 armor.

—THEY MADE ANAKIN’S TRAINING INTO A GAME!!!

—Then skipped again to O66 with Ahsoka and Rex walking into the hangar full of clones ready to kill them (with Jesse out front).

—Gave me Arcane ep7 Ekko/Jinx vibes TO THE MAX!! (Though if I’m being honest, I preferred Arcane’s version though it’s so close lol).

Ep6–Resolve

—Ok so I think out of all of them, this one’s the worst.

—Don’t get me wrong, it was ok, but out of every ep, I didn’t really care for it.

—My fav part/scene was Padme’s funeral and Bail’s convo with her.

—Ahsoka is living in hiding in a small farming village that has Empire presence I guess.

—Ahsoka has to use the Force to save one of the workers, who realizes Ahsoka is a jedi. Her brother rats Ahsoka out and an Inquisitor comes. From what I’ve heard online, it’s the 6th Brother?? Idk so please correct me if I’m wrong (I believe we’ve seen the 3rd Sister-Reva, 5th Brother, 7th Sister, and the 8th Brother briefly)

—So I’ve never gotten into SW Legends (the Extended Universe), but apparently from what I’ve seen online, this episode is supposed to be an animated version of a book called Ahsoka. It’s basically telling the same story 2 different ways.

—That’s pretty lazy 🤔 to me. Like there are so many other story options (even within just Ahsoka) so it still could’ve worked out 3 v 3 (3 Ahsoka/3 Dooku) eps. I’ve never read the book but I believe it’s about Ahsoka’s time after O66 and how she gets her white lightsabers.

—I heard that the female worker Ahsoka saves is actually black/dark-skinned in the book which is blatant whitewashing (I think I also read that the character was also established as queer). She was replaced by a female with fair skin, straight brown hair and light hazel-y brown eyes. SERIOUSLY?! THE WHITEWASHING HAS TO STOP!!! POC MATTER (in the US, it’s Nov so it’s Native American Heritage month! And Nov 1st was dia de los muertos/day of the dead).

—The Inquisitor’s design looked cool af

—The fight was ok. Reminded me a little of Maul v Obiwan but b/c there was no obvious history it wasn’t very impactful. Liked how he faded away though. And from what I read, he’s voiced by Clancy Brown??? Really!? I love Clancy Brown!! Also it seemed like the Inquisitor knew Ahsoka (he knew her name), though Ahsoka made no connection to him.

I guess those are my main thoughts on the series as a whole and on each episode as well.

What I’d change:

—ep 6 entirely. I’d actually would’ve loved to see how Ahsoka got her second lightsaber instead of the Inquisitor.

—the whitewashed clone model obviously

—So I loved ep4 and Dooku vs Yaddle, BUT! How cool would it have been if Dooku’s saber slowly changed to purple as the fight went on before turning red as he struck down the Jedi Master?? I’m sure that would absolutely go against how lightsabers turn red, having to do with emotions/feelings and that Dooku is great at controlling his own emotions. I just think that would’ve been cool. Though I’m sure that goes against how he actually got them (assuming it’s explained in Legends or something).

—I loved ep1 and baby ‘Soka. But I also love Plo Koon. Would’ve died to see him discover her and talk with her parents/the village elder.

What I’d like to see going forward, assuming there will be a s2 (w/ 6eps):

—MORE CLONE CONTENT!! Gimme a story about Boil going back to Ryloth with Waxer’s armor (post Umbara) and telling Numa what happened to their ‘nera’. Gimme cadet cody/rex bonding! Gimme 99’s creation and demotion to maintenance!! Would also give Disney yet another chance to change the clone model (though if we do get more clone content I highly doubt they would). Gimme Jango/Boba bonding (bonus points for Omega’s creation) I’d like to know SPECIFICALLY what Jango told Boba to make him hate clones. Gimme Wolffe’s demotion from Marshall Commander cuz he lost the whole 104th on the Malevolence. Gimme more clone domestic-life with the boys painting their armor/being w/ their Jedi generals. Just GIMME MORE CLONE BOYS!!! UNWHITEWASHED!!!!

—You can’t tell me that Tales of the Clones wouldn’t be badass lol

—I’d love to see General Grievous’s backstory. From what I’ve seen online, he’s some sort of warrior-hero/savior to his people but the Empire (I think) turned him into what we know as ‘Grievous’. Also that’s not even his name (I forget what it really is, but b/c Grievous sounds like ‘grieve’ I have a bad feeling that it has to do with his people or something).

—Young Yoda and his master. Yoda talks the way he does b/c of his master, which is why Yaddle doesn’t speak the same way (which makes me feel like Baby Yoda/Grogu will sound just like Mando lol).

—Black Krrsantan (Santo-the black wookie form BoBF) or Chewie’s backstory. I know we get a bit of Chewie from Solo: A Star Wars Story and would honestly prefer more Santo content (I think he fights Obiwan in a comic or something) but idk how likely that would be.

—Samuel L. Jackson has stated that he wants to return to Mace Windu/SW and was quoted saying of Mace’s demise- ‘in Star Wars, people survive getting their hands chopped off all the time. So it’s possible,” (or something like that—point is, he thinks Mace could’ve survived his fall/chopped limb). Would love to see Mace post O66 if he in fact, lives.

—Grogu teaching younglings the Jedi and Mandalorian ways, diving into his backstory pre-Mando. I HC that he’s Yaddle and Yoda’s son. It would also give SW a chance to tell a story post—the Skywalker saga timeline (Phantom Menace all the way through to the Rise of Skywalker), since Grogu can out-live the characters in the sequel trilogy.

—I’d like to see High Republic era stuff. I know little to nothing about that era but from fanart I’ve seen, it looks dope af (I know the new animated show Young Jedi Adventures is supposed to be set during that era, but it’s aimed for preschoolers so obviously I’d like something more adult set in that era—but I’m still going to check it out when it releases! Lol)

—I played the SW computer game The Old Republic so I’d also love anything set during that era as well (Master Satele Shan, Master Orgus Din, etc)

So I think that’s most of my thoughts on Tales of the Jedi. I definitely like it more than Bad Batch but not sure if it’s better than CW (to me they are equal). Thanks to all that have made it through this post. I promise I’ll be back with a fic real soon. Thanks everyone!

—Maisy

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bang chan - safe

Pairing: Mafia leader!Bang Chan x Reader | Genre: mafia, angst & fluff | Warnings: mentions of a break in, fighting, mafia themes | WC: 1.6k

Request: Bang Chan mafia leader where you and Chan are having a night in when he hears someone downstairs and goes to check it out and calling for backup when he hears you scream upstairs bc one of the attackers had you !! Your got7 mafia fic was amazing

Safety and security was the one thing Chan always promised you. He wanted to keep you safe at all costs. You had put all your trust in him that he would keep his word. Being a small town girl you really had no idea about the inner and outer workings of the mafia. For a while there, you truly believed that things like that were all fairy tales and stories parents would tell their kids to warn them off of the idea of gangs and such.

When you met Chan that had quickly faded. Even then he had kept you safe, you were just an innocent passer-by. You had moved to the big city to land a good job and make money for your family. You hadn’t expected to walk—quite literally—into the crossfire of Chan’s group and another group. One of the men from the other group had grabbed you, pressing the head of his gun into your temple.

You were trembling and Chan could sense that, within seconds he had stood up. He may be a mafia leader, but he never harmed someone who was innocent. Especially a girl as cute as you. He had shot the man in the centre of his head without hesitation. Of course he didn’t miss; he never did. You had fallen to your knees in horror, trembling and shaking with nerves and disbelief at what just unfolded in front of you.

Chan, being your knight in shining armor, took you back to their base and helped calm you down after reassuring you that he only wanted to help protect you and that he or his team weren’t going to hurt you. You two started talking more and more and outside of his work, he was just a normal boy also finding his way in the world. It didn’t take long before you two started dating and he had always kept his word. He was to always keep you safe. You never had to look over your shoulder or fear that you’d be snatched when you were on your own.

Tonight though you had asked Chan for a night in. All you wanted to do was eat junk food and watch movies while you cuddled with him. A typically normal boyfriend-girlfriend thing to do. He had happily agreed and you two were sat with a tub of ice cream between you as you intensely focused on the Disney movie playing on the screen. You were so focused you almost missed the sound of glass breaking. Almost.

Of course Chan had heard it. He always seemed to be on high alert 24/7. You couldn’t blame him though.  His career path was more dangerous than most and he couldn’t afford to be caught off guard, but that’s exactly what was happening right now. He had sent everyone home for the night, wanting to just spend time with you.  

“Stay here and have Hyunjin ready on speed dial,” Chan told you.

You nodded, quickly pulling out your phone as Chan seemed to whip a small handgun out of nowhere. That was something that took you some time to get used too. Weapons of any kind just randomly hidden around the large home. Chan slowly opened the bedroom door before looking back over his shoulder at you. 

“Don’t leave this room or open the door for anyone. I’ll come back for you,” You gulped at his words before nodding, feeling the anxiety start to take over you.

Chan quietly closed the door and you quickly stood up to lock it. You hadn’t noticed with your shaking hands that you had pressed Hyunjin’s contact and were currently connected to him. You heard someone saying hello and scrambled for your phone.  

“Hyunjin! Hi! Sorry, we heard glass breaking downstairs and Chan wanted me to—HEY!”

You whipped your head around as someone plucked your phone from your ear. You did not like being interrupted in the middle of a conversation. When you had a knife aimed at your throat though, you couldn’t complain too much. The man was significantly larger than you. You had never seen him before but with the crazed grin on his face, you were happy this was your first meeting, and last.

Being the girlfriend of a mafia leader didn’t leave you completely defenceless. You knew how to defend yourself if you ever had too, you had just hoped you would never have too. You eyed the man in front of you, the glint of the metal blade hitting off the light which caused you to gulp, trying to understand how the hell you were going to knock that out of his hand without getting cut.

“Sorry, pretty girl,” The stranger cooed and you swallowed down bile, “You’re going to have to come with me,” You stood up slowly, never taking your gaze off the blade. 

You briefly met the man’s gaze and clicked your tongue, “I don’t think so. You’re not really my type,” You could visibly see the man startle at your response. He obviously thought you were going to be an easy target.

“Then I guess you’ll just have to die here with your pretty boyfriend.” He remarked that you could only scoff in response as you rolled your eyes.

“That’s not really an option either,” The man looked very confused at the small figure that was talking back to him. He wasn’t here to play games though. His orders were clear. Either he brought you back with him alive or killed you there. He made his move and you quickly ducked down, thankfully Minho had taught you a few little tricks with examining one's movements.

You moved, yet not quick enough that the blade grazed your shoulder. You hissed in pain and turned to narrow your eyes at the man in front of you. He looked shocked, yet again, that you were putting up a fight. He growled, coming towards you again and you didn’t get as lucky. His knife cut into your hand as you grabbed for the blade which resulted in a hiss from you due to the pain, jumping back and that’s when he wrapped his arm around your neck.

“CHAN!” You screamed as loud as you could. You were so pent up on adrenaline you hadn’t heard anything that was going on downstairs. Now, your ears were open and you could hear banging and grunting coming from down there. You had only hoped Hyunjin was smart enough to know he should bring the others.

Thankfully, you’re assumption that Hyunjin was smart because a few seconds after you screamed, the bedroom door was kicked open by none other than Changbin with Chan hot on his heels. You were struggling against the man’s hold in hopes to wiggle out.  

“Let. Her. Go,” Chan looked deadly and Changbin’s glare was no better. You were close with all the boys, but Changbin was probably one you were closest to besides Chan.

“Sorry, pretty boy, I have orders so she’s coming with me,” You felt something press against your neck and you groaned, finally letting your hands fall.  

“I can’t believe this is happening again!” Everyone around you seemed pretty shocked at your words.  Here you were, on the brink of being kidnapped or dead and you were making comments like that?

You heard the click of Chan’s gun being cocked and closed your eyes. You had seen the very quick flash of silver hair outside the window, signalling that it was Felix. You weren’t the one dying today at least. It was going to be the barbarian that still had his hands on you.  

“Last chance,” Chan stated firmly, “Let. Her. Go,” Chan’s voice was dripping with venom and his grip on the handle of the gun was iron tight.

The man only laughed and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. You inhaled a large breath and drew your elbow, swinging back as hard as you could. It was enough to surprise him and loosen his grip, which helped you to promptly slip away and scurry towards Chan. He saw the blood on your shoulder and the cut on your hand. His eyes darkened as he turned back to the intruder.

However, before he could pull the trigger, Felix graciously crashed through the window and tackled him. His hands were bound behind his back before he could even understand what had happened. You only smirked at the man as Chan ordered for him to be brought back to their base.  

“I told you I wasn’t dying today, pretty boy,” You spat the words out and it seemed to anger the man but there wasn’t much he could do as he laid on the floor and hogtied.

Chan sighed as Changbin and Felix carried him out. He turned to you with a worried smile, immediately inspecting your hand, “I’ll come with you and let Minho patch it up. But I’m fine, Chan. Really. See?” You held his hand to your heart so he could feel it beating, “I’m right here, I’m breathing and I’m alive. Now let’s go! We just got this carpet and now my hand is dripping blood all over it.”

Chan could only chuckle as he gently guided you out the bedroom door and down to the car. Once he made sure you were safely settled in, he backed out and started driving.

“Are you really okay?” He asked after a few minutes of silence. You smiled and nodded at him then puckered your lips together before looking back out the window.

“Felix is going to owe us a new window by the way. That wasn’t cheap.”

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love stories with some genshin boys i thought of while listening to my playlists

includes: aether (210 words), xiao (261 words), scaramouche (277 words) and albedo (307)

warnings (?): spoilers of ‘we will be reunited’, english is not my native language and uhh idk what else, idk really know what these are, headcanons ?? snippets ?? also not beta read and not edited.

it’s long so uhhh i’ll add a cut somewhere

anyway enjoy!! ...whatever this is i guess

Aether

Falling in love with Aether is like a fun adventure. He, being always the center of attention and the protagonist no matter where he goes, is a free spirited, kind and hardworking man. 

Throughout your time travelling and being in a relationship together, you’ll find that your relationship with the Honorary Knight is one of sweet kisses under the sunlight; innocent handholding while thinking up of what to make for dinner tonight; of easily talked out arguments and finding ways to compromise; of softly pushing each other to become a better version of themselves and, most of all, of supporting and having each other’s backs no matter what.

And when Aether confronts the Abyss Princess face to face for the first time and his world comes crashing down on him, this trait of your relationship shines like no other, as you hold him in your arms after everything was over during the night, Paimon sleeping soundly next to the both of you inside your improvised campsite.

“Even though I’m not sure what -or who- I should believe anymore, I... I know I want to see this journey to the end, and I want you to be there with me for it. Let’s be together until the last moment and beyond.”

Songs:

Snow Fairy - Funkist

Snowing, be honest with yourself and smile When two people are getting closer, time overlaps Fairy, where are you going I will gather all the light and shine it on your tomorrow

Still Lonely - SEVENTEEN

This cursed popularity. Why won’t it leave me? But why am I getting lonelier The early morning chill makes me feel Even lonelier today I feel completely empty, as if I’m empty

Kanpeki Gu~ no ne - Watarirouka Hashiritai

I'm at a loss for words, with this and that, I'm totally in love with you Someday, I want do the same to you: Watch you flounder, At a loss for words right back to me!

Side by Side - The8 from SEVENTEEN

I want to hold hands with you but I don't know what to do what to do oh baby I want to give all my heart to you but You still don't know what's in my heart

Hope - Namie Amuro

At the end of this blue, wide world there's a place I want to aim at with you We chose this long ago for eternity

Xiao

Falling in love with Xiao is like living a bittersweet dream. The Vigilant Yaksha is far from human, or so he says, and thus is out of touch with the way we mortals experience feelings, both the negative and positive ones.

Your relationship with him is one of compassion, mutual understanding, appreciation and patience. So, so much patience. Of intertwined pinkies and soft stolen glances, of shy smiles and comfortable silence sometimes filled with your voice chatting time away and his short responses to your talks.

I mentioned patience. He knows you’re making an enormous effort to try and understand him and be patient with him and his slow learning process of how relationships work, so it’s only fair that he makes a true effort to understand you and your feelings.

Xiao is well aware that he could hurt you without wanting to, be it with his blunt phrasing of his thoughts or his Karmic Debt, as much as he is aware that you will eventually pass away and leave him behind to go somewhere he can’t follow, and that undeniable truth haunts him every second of every day he gets to spend with you. And still, he wishes and wants and does cherish each and every warm, kind feeling he gets every single second you’re together nonetheless.

“I might not know what to make of these new feelings you gave me. But I’ll learn. I promise I’ll learn, so please... don’t go, not yet. Let me treasure you and carve you into my memory for as long as I can.”

Songs:

Euphoria - BTS

I don't know what this emotion is Perhaps this is also the inside of a dream A dream is the blue mirage of the desert Deep inside of me, a priori I become happy to the point of being unable to breathe The surroundings, bit by bit, become clearer

Fallin’ Flower - SEVENTEEN

While flower blooms and falls, scars cure and buds shoot We are living our first and last moment So I won’t take you for granted Because you loved me as I am

Fear - SEVENTEEN

Get out my mind I can't handle it, I'm afraid of myself The truth has me tied up My heart is tainted I'm afraid it'll eventually change you too

The Truth Untold - BTS, Steve Aoki

It’s my fate Don’t smile to me Light on me Because I can’t get closer to you There’s no name you can call me

You know that I can’t Show you me Give you me I can’t show you a ruined part of myself Once again I put a mask on and go to see you But I still want you

Tiny Light - Akari Kitō

Because you colored my unchanging monochromatic days Even the blurred darkness gained meaning

Still, hidden in this heart, these feelings of preciousness so strong that they hurt I just want to convey these feelings to only you before they disappear someday

Scaramouche

Falling in love with Scaramouche is like constantly playing a game. He’s strict, demanding, disagreeable, and widely disliked by enemies and allies alike. Still, he has a heart too; and he holds desires and hopes deep inside of it, although most of them are fueled by the unchanging curiosity he has towards the world around him, curiosity to know what he can get out of whatever the world wants to throw at him.

You were no exception to that rule, at first.

When he met you he wanted to get something from you. And you knew it from the start, just as he knew that you knew. And that didn’t change anything, at first.

Your relationship with him is one of dangerously playful, yet still light-hearted games of seduction, teasing and deceit; of secret kisses exchanged in expensive private rooms in restaurants or the cozy warmth of your home, of an unspoken shared respect and, most of all, complete, mutual devotion.

You know Scaramouche is not a good man. He has done many, many unspeakable things in his life as one of the Eleven, and he knows he’s far from being the perfect charming prince you could aim for, but he will never let you go. Because behind those hardened walls of egocentrism and pride, you saw what no one else bothered to see. You saw him, not the role he was playing, you saw him and fell in love with him.

“To be honest, I don’t think I could find anyone else who understands me as much as you do. And no, I’m not saying this because I want something, give me some more credit, geez...”

Songs:

soldier game -  µ’s

You'll come with me, yes? You've grown curious about my touch, yes? Then it's already love Since you're someone I must meet in battle someday, That might just be your reason It's soldier game Though we've met again, I'm soldier heart

Kowareyasuki - Guilty Kiss

Just stop it already and show your heart only to me I love your eyes that are about to cry And your defenseless, clumsy way of living too (...) The hesitation you convey makes my chest hurt Some people just don't know what such kindness is But then I discover the truth When we got together, you don't have to endure anymore Right now, show your grief only to me I like that you think too much The complete opposite of me

Shhh - SEVENTEEN

Don't think of all these as your mere illusion They're not lies that follow the moment No one can underestimate it, my feelings are an ignition 'Cause I'm always the same Me and you, we got hurt by the lies that we won't ever work But it's fate

(...)

So I can cover you from danger A consented dedication

(...)

It's as natural as breathing An everlasting dedication

Good to me - SEVENTEEN

Yeah, when you were making that sign in my heart It was a long time since my firewall broke down Pass with the password What in the world do you know about me? Are my deep feelings seen by you?

Hiraishin - Keyakizaka46

(To trust is to be betrayed, to open one’s heart is to get hurt So to avoid being struck by lightning-like sorrow…)

Which side am I picking? Ah, these values are hard to handle That’s why I won’t stop watching over you Positive positive positive You should just be yourself… I can forgive whatever absurdities you pull off I’ll support you without being noticed Even when you get nitpicked I’ll be your companion Let us now promise to live an unremarkable life hereafter What we have here is the lightning rod of love

Albedo

Falling in love with Albedo is a fairy tale-like experience for both of you. His attention had always been focused on his research, everything else fading into the background save for a few exceptions, until you came around. You, who stole all his attention by just existing. 

As an alchemist, he’s naturally the curious type. He wanted to know what about it had caught his attention, what was so special about you that had him clinging to your every word and movement every time you interacted with him. Still, human relationships are hard for him, and he figured you might go away the second he started to feel burnt out from your interactions. But you didn’t. Instead, you stayed. You stayed and took interest on what he did, asked questions, gave your insight, and dragged him to sleep when he needed a break. In exchange, he did the same for you.

Your relationship with Albedo is like one of those awkwardly sweet first time crushes. Of carefully calculated movements, dates and compliments, of soft kisses on lips, hands and cheeks, of mutual support, understanding and mature compromising and commitment.

The Kreideprinz, like everyone else, has his own fears and insecurities, especially regarding his... nature, but he does his best not to let them affect the relationship he has with you. Each moment spent by your side, even when he’s not actively doing any research, is considered perfectly spent, meaningful time.

“A long time ago, I was tasked with finding out the meaning of this world. Though I have directed my efforts and resources to looking for the answer through alchemy, ever since we met I... think, I’ve found an unexpected conclusion to said issue. While it’s likely that this is not the answer expected from me, I’m positive that, at least personally, I finally have the answer.”

Songs:

Futari Saison - Keyakizaka46

In the wind blowing through the city’s streets, even though I caught whiff of something’s scent, I had no interest in looking back

In a 1m radius around me, I formed an invisible barrier to another world And yet, you took someone like me out of it

What made you do that?

Home - SEVENTEEN

What can I do? Without you I’m just an old robot, my heart stops and it’s always cold What can we do? Without me You’ll struggle just as much, so what can we do?

Baby, I want to cherish our warmth So no one can come between us

Flower - SEVENTEEN

You taught me, you showed me You’re my only reason If you can forever remember me I can get hurt, I can get hurt

My heart that’s engraved with your light Makes me stronger Give me your sharp thorns Cause you’re my flower

Oh my! - SEVENTEEN

Sorry for repeating the same thing But this is all I can try using hard words But my true feeling is this, every everything

(...)

How about you? Is it hard for you to sleep because of me too? If you keep making my heart flutter What do I do?

Naze koi wo shite konakattan darou? - Sakurazaka46

Why hadn't I fallen in love? I've been making fun of it all this time I mean everyone keeps saying 'I love you' just like cats in heat But after falling in love I realized what people live for To meet, to love, to the point of nothing but... I'm not myself, I want to find my true self.

[saturnsstufff]

Awsamdude/Technoblade- Rumor Has It

For my beloved @sugarandspicebutnonice

Warnings: sexual innuendo

    Techno was a great Prince. He worked hard to keep his family's name in good graces. All of Phil's boys worked hard to keep their names held high with respect. Tommy was known around for keeping sprits high, any ball or formality with Tommy was always known as the best to attend.

   His older brother Wilbur was a skilled artisan with music. Always teaching and making new sounds like it wasn't any struggle. Anyone could find him out in the court yard with a guitar in hand. Humming and singing a casual song.

   The eldest, Technoblade was a skilled swordsman and statists. Anytime he was called into a meeting, the others shuddered knowing he would trump them all. He made swinging a sword look like art. Trust me, you would know.

   You had a wonderful relationship with techno for a long time. But sadly, you both had parted away from each other. Of course, it was on all good terms, He was more concerned with the kingdom rather than establishing a strong and sturdy relationship.

   You, being a knight- fully understood. But you also choose to be a bit selfish about it. You truly wished for him to give you a bit of attention at least when together. He could be such a ladies man when he choose to in public, yet when it came to the two of you he just became closed off and anything but warm. Even behind closed doors it was lacking some spark of passion.

   So you both agreed it was best to let things lie.

  But what left you with a sour taste was how quickly he moved on.

   You would give him the benefit of the doubt of course, he was a well known man. She could have been someone he had met previously, and during your break off she was there to talk it out with him.

She, she ain't real

   But something about her screamed fake, her smile and movements seemed too thought through. Her words all laced with a sickening sweet hum, it also didn't help she giggled at basically anything techno said.

    Plenty of times you sat with the general and talked about how dense she came off. Respectfully, you had assumed Tech would have went for a well educated woman such as yourself. But after seeing her- you wondered if that type was in short supply.

   Anything she did, she would just bat her eyes and he was wrapped around his finger.

   It honestly made Sam and you laugh.

She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will

   As much as you started to loathe the woman, techno wasn't yours anymore. Thus you started getting closer to Sam. Both of you connecting on how your past relationships had been. Well you were casted aside, Sam was flatly cheated on.

   Of course knowing that, your heart ached for him. Sam was a well educated and handsome man with a heart of gold. Respectfully his whole job was centered on protecting and serving the people.

   Jumping into a relationship was Sam was like practically nothing. You promised him all the love in the world, and just like you, he promised to give you the same.

   And love each other you did.

She is a stranger

   Techno did see you grow close to his general, and honestly it didn't set well with him.

   He liked the woman he was with, but he also had known you since childhood. You both had played within the court yard plenty of times to claim it as your own.

   Sam didn't do that with you. Sam had only started to know you when you joined the ranks.

   Techno would often catch himself watching you and Sam spar. His eyes would watch as Sam's hand grabbed at your waist, gripping your hips and using his own to throw you off balance. He hated how close your bodies were.

   At one point he couldn't help but pull you aside and ask why you let him touch you. But that conversation drove spikes through his heart. "How can you just let him touch you like that?! He’s practically all over your body! You wouldn't let me touch you like that- and You and I have history" he yelled not believing what he saw.

   When your face twisted in front of him into disgust, he thought you were almost joking. "The hell is with you?! I'm not your girlfriend! Or don't you remember!?" You yelled at him. Lightly shoving him back from you. "Don't tell me where he can, and cannot touch me" You sneered. In all his years he never saw you so heated.

Sure, she's got it all

   Truthfully you saw techno leave you as a drop to his pride. He dropped a knight for a soft noble girl. A girl babied all her life. You knew as soon as she was exposed to blood she would have fainted like a goat in pasture. But in the end of the day, you weren't sleeping with her so what did it matter?

But, baby, is that really what you want

   Arguments between Technoblade and you had become more frequent. Sam let you duke it out, he knew he had no place to tell you to leave it be. Sam also didn't appreciate how fast Techno jumped onto your case about finding someone else.

   Although he knew it irked you about Techno moving on, you never got in his face about it like he would. Sam viewed this as your way of showing you were the bigger person.

   On one particular day he found the arguments amusing. Techno had started up again when Sam was publicly teasing you. Well techno found your back talking distasteful, Sam relished with how powerful you were.

   Listening to techno ramble off on his pathetic reasonings left you a laughing mess, even to the point you cut his argument off. "Bless your soul, you've got you're head in the clouds, she's going to use you like a fool!" You laughed in his face.

   His jaw tightened as he spat at your words, pointing at Sam. "You made a fool out of you General. She doesn't even love you- Your wasting your time on a-" at Tech's words you couldn't help but push back even harder for him targeting Sam.

   "How dare you say that. Your common penny is getting around more than I- And, boy, she's bringing you down!" You called out. Putting a finger to his chest. "She made your heart melt- But its all a lie!" You didn't stop their, you had more to say to him. "She thinks your all that- a fairy tale prince to save her dreams! But you're cold to the core" you said to him. Causing him to back off.

   "Besides. Now rumor has it she ain't got your love anymore"

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh

   You weren't lying. Their were plenty of rumors going around saying she was sleeping with others besides Techno. Although Sam and you had no proof to this. Your hunches seemed right.

   On one day, Sam had left for a out of village meeting. You really didn't mind, you trusted him enough and knew he wouldn't do anything behind your back.

   But sadly you wished to go with him. Techno had asked for you to join him for a round of chess. Something you both greatly enjoyed when together. But now you knew there was meaning to the game.

   Sure enough when you sat with in in the court yard, he brought up Sam.

   "You know he is much older than you..." he said as he moved his knight across the board.

   "And She is half your age" you said flatly. Picking your pawn up. "But I'm guessing that's the reason that you stayed" you said moving it to where you pleased. His brows drew together in slight anger. But he did try and keep his calm.

   "I heard you've been missing me" he said, a small smirk growing on his lips. He found pride within those rumors. Knowing that you still supposedly whined and withered about for him.

   Of course, you knew he was gravely mistaken.

   "You've been telling people things that you shouldn't be" you said carefully. Knowing he was probably behind the rumors somehow.

   Techno took this moment to see if he still had a effect on you. Usually during chess you both would flirt a bit. So naturally, he took the chance. "Like when we creep out and she ain't around" he said bemused, your face twisting into disgust again.

   "I sneak out to see Sam... besides Haven't you heard the rumors" you said moving your queen. When he didn't respond you laughed. He didn't even under stand. "Bless your soul, you've got your head in the clouds" you said, fully amused within the moment.

   "C'mon darlin... I know you fell hard for me when we started dating..." he cooed to you. Your eyes darting up like daggers.

   "You made a fool out of me" you said to him. Wanting to get your point across. Well he moved his pawns about you took your moment to explain how you felt. "You make me sick to my stomach.. And, boy, you're bringing me down" you said softly. Smiling to yourself slowly. "You made my heart melt, yet I'm cold to the core" You said, moving your queen to take his knight. Your eyes slyly skimmed over his. His lost knight now within your fingers.

   "But rumor has it I'm the one you're leaving her for"

   After that game, rumors and tensions soared wildly. Sam at one point thought you were back and evolved with Techno again. Of course you explained to him the situation, which thankfully he understood and apologized for trusting second hand mouths.

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh

All of these words whispered in my ear

   But Techno's mood plummeted fast...

Tell a story that I cannot bear to hear

   A engagement, specifically Sam and yours. Oh how his blood boiled at the news. He thought his hands all over you was bad, but now... now you would take Sam's name in law. You would he his wife. Not Techno's.

Just 'cause I said it, it don't mean that I meant it

   Because of this news he didn't hesitate to run and find you. More than hell-bent on giving you a piece of his mind. He wanted to make it clear you couldn't marry him.

People say crazy things

   He didn't care what people would say, he wanted to claim you again. Techno didn't want anyone else touching you. He especially didn't want Him touching you.

Just 'cause I said it, don't mean that I meant it

   Even if within the past week he yelled hurtful things to you, he hoped you would understand he just wanted to protect you from unworthy suitors. Sam couldn't provide for you like Techno could. Sam was a general born from a farmer. Technoblade was to be crowned king.

Just 'cause you heard it

   So their he stormed. Heading to the stables, knowing full well that's where you were. His anger was fuming. He couldn't wait to shove it in Sam's face that Techno wouldn't let you marry him.

   But lets just say Technoblade was the one left speechless in the end.

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh Rumor has it, ooh,

   Especially when he slammed the door open to the stables and saw Sam's body covering yours, your legs around his waist in a tight hold well he was buried deep inside you.

But rumor has it he's the one I'm leaving you for

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Little Dragon - Part 4

Summary: You were a child slave of Meereen, when one day a silver haired woman sets you free. Though your master isn’t too keen on letting you go, and Daenerys took personal action to see you freed and taken care of.

Daenerys Targaryen x Child!Reader

(my friend is an angel and is letting me use her laptop for today, thank god, so I’ll post as much as possible today, like a lot of fics, so that you guy have a little knaw off of:3 love you all and stay safe!!)

(Warnings: Some time jumps, but other than that I don’t think so)

High Valyrian is in cursive

It was months after Jorah’s banishment, and a lot had happened, including your birthday. Since you couldn’t remember when your birthday was, the reason being that it was never celebrated, Daenerys had asked your former master in the cells, who, after much thought if getting eaten by a dragon was worth it, told her the day you were born, which he had learned the day he bought your mother and you as an infant. At just eleven now, Daenerys had you at court with her sometimes, you had learnt quite a lot of the common tongue and history of both Westeros and Essos, and Daenerys was proud of your progress. You were standing to her right in the throne room, if you were being honest, you never really paid attention to what happened in the room, more so trying to memorise the different houses of Westeros, one of the first things Daenerys had you learn. All the houses, their words, their symbols, where they were, what they were known for. You, however, had trouble with some of them, which is what you were doing right now, in your head you tried to remember what sigil belonged to which house. But you were brought out of it by Missandei who approached you “(Y/N), it’s best that you come with me” she whispered low, making you frown and look at Daenerys, who nodded. You let Missandei escort you to the exit of the throne room, and peeking behind her, you saw burnt bones, a man weeping over them, and your eyes widened at the sight as an Unsullied took you to your room.

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It had been hours since you had been escorted out of the throne room. You couldn’t get the small burnt skeleton out of your head, who was it? What happened? It was so small, smaller than you, was it a kid? Your thoughts however were interrupted by Daenerys, who had clearly been crying, her eyes wet and cheeks flushed, she tried to hide it, but the tear stains clearly gave it away. You were sitting on your bed when she entered your room, kneeling in front of you as she took your hands in hers, she looked lost, like she didn’t know what to say “you’re sad again” you mumbled, making her look down before back up at you “yes, Little Dragon, I am” she admitted, getting up and sitting besides you on the bed, still holding your small hands “the man, from court today… something happened… I know you saw what he was carrying” she looked down into her lap before continuing “Drogon did something bad, very bad-”

“Like Ser Jorah?” she nodded at your question, making you think “do you have to send Drogon away too?” you finally asked after much thought, but she gently shook her head “no, no (Y/N)... Drogon did something bad but no one knows where he is. I can’t control my dragons as well as I thought” she admitted to you, still looking away from you “I had to-... I had to put Rhaegal and Viserion below the pyramid” she admitted, just now looking back up at you, seeing how you were confused. “Why? They didn’t do anything” you just got more and more confused the more you tried to understand “No, but they could, one day they might” Daenerys admitted, still watching for your reaction, and seeing how you were still confused she sighed, trying to think of a way to explain it better “sometimes, when someone does something bad, and you can’t punish them, you have to make sure it doesn’t happen again” you nodded carefully, thinking it over, and trying to understand.

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It had been a year now, since Rhaegal and Viserion had been locked away, and you had turned twelve now. Daenerys had tried to see her dragons, but to no avail. She was, however, unaware that you had visited them a few times in the past year, but not much. Your studies and lessons had gotten more and more heavy, focusing on much larger themes, instead of simply learning a language or some history. Though Daenerys tried to slow your lessons down by now, she said you needed to be a child, that you should have time to do what you want without all of these lessons weighing you down, so did Ser Barristan say, who often told you stories of Westeros, what it was like, since Daenerys was busy, and with the execution of a freed slave, she barely visited you now. Missandei tried to make you understand, but it was hard to understand when you were told nothing. You spend most of your time with Missandei or your teacher now, but sometimes Ser Barristan came and told you of Westeros, he told you tales that were told in Westeros, of heroes of old, of how Rhaegar, Daenerys’ brother, was. To say you were intrigued was an understatement, you loved hearing him tell of the different knights, and now that you had learnt the common tongue much more, you could understand him without having your teacher or Missandei translate for you, at least not all of the time.

Your teacher told you that you spent too much time with your head in Westeros, when you weren’t even in Westeros. You were in Essos, not in a land with a great big wall made out of pure ice. Ser Barristan told you of the wall, of the North, and of the South. He told you how the leaves change color when the seasons change, how the Reach looks in autumn, how the North has summer snow. You couldn’t imagine snow, and now there was such a thing as summer snow. 

Ser Barristan usually came in the middle of your lessons or after. It was always after Daenerys was done in the throne room, and he no longer had to be present. He told you how he asked so often if he could see you, that at this point Daenerys knew when he was about to ask. You listened as he told you of great knights, of lords and ladies, of the different animals, islands, and even as mundane as the weather. Everything your books never mentioned, and even parts that they did mention, but you wanted to know from someone who had been there, and not read about it.

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It had been hours since your lessons ended, and Ser Barristan hadn’t come to see you today, neither had Missandei, and your teacher acted weird, but wouldn’t say anything. You were picking at your food when the door opened, you looked up and saw a Daenerys with tear stained cheeks, and when she closed the door it was like she didn’t have to hold her head high anymore, her shoulders sank and she looked down as she approached you slowly.

You sat in your chair at your table as she knelt in front of you, looking up at you “where is Ser Barristan? He said he would come see me” you frowned as you saw new tears form in her eyes “(Y/N)... Little Dragon…” she held back a sob “Ser Barristan… was attacked by the Sons of the Harpy… I’m afraid he can’t visit you anymore” she did her best to keep her voice steady, but seeing the tears in your eyes, seeing how they slowly rolled down your cheeks as realization set in. You shook your head gently as you fell from your chair into her arms, hugging her as you sobbed into her dress. Daenerys held you tight, her hand gently patting your head as she comforted you, and seeing how broken you were, a rage filled her. A rage for those who had harmed her and you alike. You were called her daughter throughout Meereen, and she took it with pride, but with that title came dangers, and now more than ever, now that Gray Worm was hurt and Ser Barristan dead, she needed to keep you safe.

[brywrites]

Lock and Key I

Summary: In which Spencer Reid stumbles upon a GED class at Millburn and feels something like hope for the first time in weeks.

[Series Masterlist]

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The prison library is a haven, for the few minutes he’s allowed to visit twice a week. It’s quiet, secluded, and full of his favorite things – books. The selection is nowhere near as nice as his personal collection at home, or the public library, but it’s better than nothing. Without words, he’d go mad. He needs stories to keep him sane, to give him a route he can escape by.

Today though, he’s startled to walk into the small space and find twelve other prisoners inside – accompanied by a face he’s never seen before. A woman. What’s even more surprising is that she doesn’t wear the uniform of a guard or an employee. Instead she’s in Converse sneakers and a lavender polka-dotted dress. It’s been so long since he saw that color – any bright color, really. But it’s his favorite and it isn’t until that moment that the realizes how much he’s missed the simplest of things. The sight of his favorite color. Bright images in dull spaces. Things that look hopeful.

Reid isn’t sure what’s going on, but the other prisoners seem to be too absorbed in the books to notice him. Just as he’s thinking he can back away quietly and return tomorrow, she turns around, smiling at the sight of him.

“Well hello there!” she says. “Are you Luis?”

Reid tilts his head, confused. How does this stranger know his friend? “Uh, no, no I’m not. I’m sorry, who are you?”

Her smile drops, though she doesn’t seem annoyed. Merely disappointed. “Oh. They told me Luis would be joining us today, but he never showed up. I’m Y/N. I’m one of the teachers here.”

This is the first he’s heard of such a thing. “You teach?”

She nods. “That’s right! I teach a couple of different groups – a few college classes here and there, a resume workshop. This is my GED class. We’re starting a unit on British Literature so they’ve all come to pick out a novel. You must be new here,” she notes, looking him over. He can feel himself flush under her gaze. It’s been a while since someone looked at him just to see him and not to evaluate his potential as a threat or a tool. “If you’d like, you can join the class. I’ve got plenty of open seats.”

“Oh no, I don’t need a GED.”

“It’s never too late to graduate,” she says. Then, considering him, “But that’s not what you meant is it?”

The way she’s studying him makes him nervous, though he’s certain it’s the same way he’s studied suspects and victims, trying to see beyond the obvious and understand what lies beneath. How strange, to be on the other side of that stare. “I’ve graduated high school already,” he informs her, hoping he doesn’t sound aloof. “And college. Actually, I hold three PhDs.”

“In what?”

“Mathematics, chemistry, and engineering.”

Y/N holds his gaze, taking this in. It’s as though she’s trying to decide whether or not to believe him. He figures in this environment, perhaps it’s not unusual to be told blatant lies by some prisoners. Delusion and paranoia aren’t uncommon. To teach in a place like this, she would have to be insightful and observant. For whatever reason, she must decide to trust him, because she smiles again.

“Well that’s rather impressive. You’re more qualified than I am. Just a Master’s for me.”

Reid decides against commenting in the irony of the situation, that despite his qualifications he’s nothing but a prisoner here. The same category as every drug-dealer, murderer, petty thief, and gangbanger. No better. But the way she looks at him, it at least makes him feel normal again. She looks at him like he’s a human being, with no disdain or disgust in her gaze, and no air of superiority in her voice.

“What did you study?” he asks her.

“English literature in college, education in grad school. I specialized in literature and languages, though I’m not too shabby when it comes to history. If it’s the STEM field you’ll be wanting though, you’ll have to check in on Tuesdays and Thursdays, my colleague teaches those classes.”

Glancing down at her watch, her eyes widen. “Goodness, we’re almost out of time.” She turns to the other inmates and instructs them to make their choices before she has to dismiss class for the day. To him, she adds, “It was nice to meet you – um…”

“Doct-” he begins, before stopping himself. This isn’t a normal introduction. Here, he holds no title, no position of importance. “Er, Spencer. My name is Spencer.”

“Well, Doc –” He tries not to smile at her casual acknowledgment – “if you ever change your mind, we meet Mondays and Wednesdays in room W15 during the afternoon rec slot.”

Despite having no need to attend a GED class, and for reasons he cannot quite explain, he finds himself slipping into that very room on Wednesday afternoon. Y/N glances up from the whiteboard she writes on, faltering for only a brief moment when she catches sight of him slipping into an empty seat in the back row, but she carries on. They’re talking about common themes in Brit Lit, and she’s explaining the Canterbury Tales, which they’ll be reading parts of. From what Reid gathers, there aren’t enough copies of books for them to all read the same novel, but she’s printed out large sections of the Tales for them to read together. It’s familiar, and for someone whose life has largely revolved in academia, it’s soothing to be in an environment where learning is taking place and discussion is happening. Even though he sits silently in the back row, observing.

The other inmates have all picked out books to read on their own and report on, from King Lear to Brave New World. A few have even selected Bronte and Austen novels, which Y/N applauds them for. When she divides them into groups to read and discuss “The Knight’s Tale,” she slips over to join Reid in the back of the room.

“I didn’t think you’d make it, Doc,” she tells him.

He shrugs. “I – I’ve kind of missed the classroom. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to sit in. If you don’t mind, of course!”

“Not at all.” She smiles, dismissing his worry with a wave of her hand. “The more the merrier. Besides, it’s rare that I have students with such an extensive education beforehand.  You’ll need to file an enrollment slip though, just for official records.”

She hands him a piece of paper and a commissary pen. While he doesn’t need the credit, he could use the normalcy. Discussions about books with other people in a space that feels a little safer – even if it doesn’t look like the classrooms he’s used to. The walls are stark white and bare save for three posters of famous writers and scientists. The two windows have thick bars on them. The desks are bolted to the floor. Every man in the room wears prison issued blues. But there is a whiteboard and a bookshelf and a clock. And Y/N, in a bright blue turtleneck. It makes him think of the sky, which he only gets a glimpse of for a few hours each week. Suddenly, she’s become the most vivid connection to the outside world.

“How long have you been teaching here?” he asks as he writes down answers to the form’s printed questions.

“Almost three years now. It started with just GED classes, but some volunteer programs have helped us bring new opportunities to the guys. It took me a while to convince the warden, but they’ve been a huge success. So are you coming from another facility? I know we had some transfers last week.”

He shakes his head. “I uh, I haven’t been sentenced yet. But there was overcrowding at the jail so they sent me here.” Reid pauses. “I assumed you would’ve known that.” The inmate records are publicly available. All she’d have to do is search his name or the number on his clothing and everything she needed to know would be right there – his charges, his admission date, his identifying information and that ID photo from his first day.

But she just shrugs. “I make a point not to look up what my students have been convicted of. I let them volunteer that information if they choose to, but I respect their privacy. Besides, I’d like to believe all of us are more than the worst thing we’ve ever done.”

He’s struck by her words. After all, for the last decade his job has been to see people precisely as the worst thing they’ve ever done. To delve deep into those actions and develop a profile of a person on that alone. He has an impulse to dismiss her statement as naïve, but it reminds him of Garcia, of her boundless optimism and her ability to see the best in the world even after looking at the worst of it. That memory and the smile Y/N looks at him with softens the heart he’s been carefully hardening since he arrived here. And so rather than dampen her spirit he asks, “Does it matter if I’ve read all of the books you’re discussing already?”

Her eyes widen ever so slightly with surprise. “All of them?”

“My mother was a literature professor,” he says. “And I just really like books.”

“Well, typically I’d encourage you to take the courses we offer for college credit but they’re full. Since you already have your GED, I suppose we could treat it like you’re auditing. It might help some of the guys to have someone with a little more academic experience…” She trails off and then gasps. “Oh wait! How would you feel about being the TA for the class? It’s been so long since I had one for the GED classes.”

“Like… grade papers and things?”

“No, not like that,” she says. “There are strict rules about who sees what here. Being a TA for me would be less typical TA duties and more of mentoring the other students, helping me clean up after class, re-shelving books, things like that. It’s not an official job so there’s no pay, but you would get good time credit.”

Though he doesn’t know what his sentence here will be, if he’s sentenced at all, he knows that any good time credit he can obtain to reduce the length of it is worth it. And so he says, “Okay.”

Y/N’s eyes light up. Her smile is the prettiest thing he’s seen since he got here. “Perfect! Oh, this is so exciting. I’m glad you joined us.” When he finishes the paperwork, she leads him to an empty seat at a group of tables.

“No, no, you’ve got it all wrong, Porkchop. It’s a love story,” one of the men is saying to another.

“Come on now, Xavier, you know the rules,” Y/N interrupts. “Nicknames stay outside the classroom. We use first names here.”

“Sorry, Teach,” Xavier says. He tries again. “It’s a love story, Carl.”

“That’s more like it. Carl, I can’t wait to hear your response. But first, I’m going to have Spencer join your group, alright? He’s our newest student and our TA for the class. He’s read a lot of these books so if you’re having a hard time or want to talk to someone about the material outside of class time, he’s a great person to ask.”

The group welcomes him – Xavier, Carl, Richie, and Luis. Reid is grateful to be with Luis, the one person he knows he can consider a friend inside. They talk about Chaucer and “The Franklin’s Tale,” and he’s surprised by the critiques and connections his peers make. Their debate is certainly different than the conversation he’d expect to find at a university class, but their ideas are still insightful and interesting. They make connections to their own lives, to the sacrifices they have made and the power of love they have witnessed firsthand. Mothers who never stop fighting for their appeal cases. Friends who send money so they can afford commissary. The difficulty of skipping commissary so they can send money home to their own families outside.

When their discussion finally winds down, Reid asks, “What’s the rule with nicknames about?”

“It’s Miss Y/N’s way of humanizing people,” Xavier says. “She says when we use first names like that, we’re all equals. But it’s different outside of class. We stick to nicknames because that’s what you do, y’know?” Reid shakes his head. Xavier chuckles. “You’re fresh meat, huh. First time you been down? In here, COs turn you into just a number or a last name. So nicknames inside are a way to hold on to some of your identity. Beyond that, there’s some guys in here you don’t want knowing your name, you feel me?”

“Nicknames gotta be given to you by someone else. Can’t make your own. Course, that means they’re usually a little insulting. They call me Porkchop,” Carl says. “Xavier’s Hammerhead. Richie is Spiders. And Luis, he been christened Slim Jim yesterday at chow. But don’t worry, we’ll find one for you soon.” Reid isn’t sure how to feel about the assurance. He doesn’t want to belong here, doesn’t want to fit in or get comfortable. On the other hand, he may be here for a while. Maybe laying low and finding allies wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

He knows one thing for sure – as he walks out of class, Y/N flashes that bright smile at him again. And for some reason, it makes him feel hopeful. More hopeful than any session with lawyers or judges has made him feel. Monday can’t come soon enough.

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