#cara mara fics

[caramara3]

hint: it has something to do with this man, in a hole in the wall dancehall in Puerto Rico...

[markerofthemidnight]

Have you got any theories regarding Tozu’s eventual fate? Do you think he will end up getting executed in Ch 6 like Junko, or do you think it will be something else entirely?

Ahh, other people acknowledging Tozu’s existence! I love it!

Starting off with the most obvious answer, my P:EG fics establish my first or “main” theory about him to be that he’s Cara’s killer having been essentially “brainwashed” into becoming the way he is now, like most canon Ultimate Despairs. Throughout the course of the game, something happens to snap him back to reality for a bit which results in him committing suicide, becoming the victim of Chapter 5, as part of a plan to help take down the Killing Game once and for all.

So that’s my main theory, but it’s always good to stick with multiple theories! Especially with it being implied that Cara’s murder took place in the early 90s, which- if this game takes place in the 2020s- would therefore mean he’d have to be around his late 40s/early 50s if he really was Cara’s killer.

So yeah, that changes my theory a bit and also implies that the reason why he’s like that is because he’s been in Eden’s Garden Academy for 30 years slowly going mad, but here are some extra fates I came up with for him for funsies!:

Becomes the killer of Chapter 5 and is executed as part of a plan to take down the Killing Game (note: his execution involves his leg getting broken. ba-dum-tiss)

Attempts mass murder-suicide out of some fear that an outside force or even the rest of the mastermind group are going to end the Killing Game prematurely and will execute him in the process, a la Jim Jones (wether he is stopped before he can die himself is up for debate)

Gets successfully murdered by a student

Gets murdered by Mara (a theory I’m not a big fan of because those two are besties in my mind)

Or maybe he teams up with the students and gets to make it out alive, who knows :)

Anyways, whatever happens to him he’s still bestest boi!

[authortobenamedlater]

3, 7, 8, and 16 for whichever AU you want to talk about most.

(Grr argh starting all over after Tumblr ate my post.)

This got LONG and took most of the day to write. Splitting between MRR and MWAS because I can’t choose 😂 and they are my only active AUs right now.

AU fanfic asks

3. Did anything inspire this au?

MRR: I made a comment like “LOL Mando and Bo-Katan are gonna have to get political married next season” and Mr said “You should write that.”

MWAS: Mr would say our home life 🤣 which is true to an extent. But the whole AU itself? I can’t point to anything besides a general “Oh please can ONE PERSON in this messed-up universe find some happiness?”

7. What ships are canon in this au?

MRR: DinBo, Luke/Mara, Karga/unnamed OC wife, Han/Leia. Han/Leia won’t make any huge appearances, I don’t think. There is room for expansion down the line.

MWAS: Tom/Chyler is it for now. However, there will at some point be mention of Chyler’s brother/his wife and the ops officer who has a thing for Sarah Palmer 😜 I haven’t put too much thought into those yet.

I guess Audrey/Jim counts? Even though Jim (Tom’s dad) is dead, he gets talked about enough I’ll include this as a ship. Same for Chyler’s parents.

Oh! Edward Buck/Veronica Dare, since I mentioned them once. Maybe they’ll be back?

8. What platonic relationships are important in this au?

MRR: Luke and Mara + Din and Bo-Katan. At some point Din and Luke look at each other and sigh “redheads.”

Grogu and everyone.

Cara + Din and Bo-Katan. Cara convinces Bo to give Din a shot, not knowing it’s going to turn into a royal marriage.

Bo-Katan and Satine. Satine is dead but Bo-Katan thinks about her a lot, and feels tremendous guilt for the rift in their relationship.

Din and his parents. Have not done anything here but want to explore this in the future. I have many headcanons about the elder Djarins.

I’m sure there are others, but those are the big ones I can think of.

MWAS: Palmer + Tom and Chyler. Palmer spends most of her time making sure Chyler still has a husband at the end of the day.

Roland and everyone. The little orange bastard (affectionate or derogatory, depends on the day) sees all and hears all.

Audrey + Tom and Chyler. Chyler REALLY pushes Tom to mend his relationship with Audrey.

Grayson and family + Tom and Chyler. Chyler’s brother has a wife and kids, no names as of now.

All the Circinius survivors: Don’t know how or when but they all get together sometime.

Master Chief + Tom and Chyler: It’s not exactly a “relationship” cause, well, it’s Chief. But Chief knows about Tom and Chyler (he finds out in a fic I’ll write eventually) and knowing two of the kids he rescued on his first major deployment found some measure of peace with each other kinda blows his mind a little. It means a lot to him, and they mean a lot to him, but, as I said, it’s Chief 😂 relationships aren’t his thing unless you’re a fellow S-II or Cortana.

16. Are there any ocs in this fic?

MRR: Thus far baby Satine is the only one I’ve introduced. However, there will be others as opportunities arise.

MWAS: The only one I’ve used so far is Jim Lasky, and as we’ve established he’s dead. I’m going to have to make A LOT of OCs because we don’t meet any of the Infinity command/senior staff besides Lasky and Palmer. This is something of a daunting task if I’m being real.

[caramarafics]

Update for Heart of Glass...

OK SOOOO..... i owe you guys an apology. I had every intention of posting the next chapter (hell the next two chapters) within the time frame I had originally said, about three weeks ago. But then life decided to come on in and say "HA! YOU WISH."

For those of you who do not know, I own a private home bakery that has been slowly but surely taking off, and my busiest time is always around the holiday season i.e. Thanksgiving and Christmas. Now I knew I would have maybe a few orders for Thanksgiving, nothing too crazy. Never once did I assume that I would get overwhelmed with how many dessert orders I would get (over 75 total!!) that I wouldn't have a chance to stop and eat something, have a lil pee break, let alone even open up my google docs for a second!

Your girl has been so booked and busy, just ask the bestie @royallyprincesslilly.

And Christmastime is going be no better, currently sitting at 45 orders for Christmas goodies. But I want you to know that I have not given up on the story or forgotten about it in anyway shape or form. It is still happening, it is still in formation... we are still live and in color for Heart of Glass.

Just please be patient with me as I try to balance that, my 9 to 5, and fitting in time to write. I promise you won't regret it. Thank you so much.

[sassysnowperson]

The Mara/Cara Girls Space Tequila Night!!!

I accept two Disney additions to the Star Wars universe, and those are Rogue One and The Mandalorian.

Everything else proceeds as in the Legends universe.

I have spoken.

[darthskys]

su’cuy! my name is dre (they/he/she) i’m 18+, & i obviously love star wars

PLEASE READ THE INFORMATION BELOW IF YOU ARE PARTICULAR ABOUT THE SW CONTENT YOU EXPOSE YOURSELF TO; I AM HERE TO LIVE IN MY LITTLE BUBBLE AND I RESPECT YOURS AS WELL, SO PLEASE DO NOT COME FOR ME, THANK YOU <3<3

(please be mindful if you are a minor or uncomfortable with sexual content; i include tws for sexual content & gore posts, however these are a rare occasion!)

here are some incentives either to follow or unfollow:

i follow/post content of:

- all trilogies, live action series, stand alone films, & animated series & films

- canon & legends novels & comics (i’m just a simple reader making my way through the legendsverse)

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- other people’s sw ocs & fic recs; keep up the good work!

ships i absolutely cannot tolerate are:

- obikin

- obiqui

- anisoka

- maulsoka

- lukeleia or hanleialuke

- any clonecest

things i (even just lowkey and rarely) ship that i am obligated to warn you about, as i’ve seen them claimed to be controversial are:

- anidala

- obimaul

- reylo

- caltrilla

- dinluke

- codywan

- kylux

- benpoe

- vostress

- ahsokatan

the rest of the the ships i post about are relatively unchallenged in every way (i also ship some poly ships, so be aware of that and do not spread hate, ty!)

opinions of mine you might want to consider (AKA don’t @ me) are:

- anakin will always be the chosen one and no one else; he restored balance in his own way, and here’s my monologue about it

- the jedi didn’t deserve what they got and the empire is never right. sometimes they’re sexy, yeah, but not right

- the clones have a right to turn to the way of the mandalore

- din’s creed is not inherently cultist and your attempts to compare it to existing religions aren’t okay

- maul is redeemable. read legends. ben solo is also redeemable, but i’m hardly invested in his character anyway. galen’s redemption was too easy. barriss offee redemption when??

- i don’t think anakin actually caused padmé’s death, but hey, i’m a delusional romantic

- talk shit about rey and i block you — the sequel trilogy failed in the way it treated its characters, not because of rey skywalker; and here’s my monologue about that

- if you blame qui-gon or obi-wan for what happened, i legitimately hate you <3 also, the jedi were shit in several aspects but they also were not, and i have another monologue here on why some of you need to ease up

- she was a terror in the mandalorian, but i still like bo-katan. on the other hand, rose tico did nothing wrong and if i see you diss her i will block you. same goes for mace windu! we love a king (but that whole jango thing was mean, sir)

- i believe ben had a bad childhood and that therefore means han and leia were not compatible, but the unrealistic hopeless romantic in me refuses to accept that, so this is why i prefer to forget ben exists sometimes :’)

- reimagining characters (such as padmé) as poc will always always always be okay and encouraged

- cara dune is separate from her horrid actress, so can we please include cara? :’(

- luke is not a twink bottom. excuse you, he is a twunk switch...smh. also no shit talking about mara! like yeah we all know there is no way luke is straight, but we don’t put down queens

rarer pairs you might like to know that i ship (that i have not previously mentioned) are:

- lukelando

- hanlando

- barrissoka

- hanboba

- bobannec

- cobbbobafennec

- dincobb

- cararmorer

- mandomera

- lukewedge

- lukebiggs

- skybridger

- finnreypoe

- reyrose

- finnrey

- finnrose

- kenobane

- obianidala

- quinobi

- rexwalker

- kalluzeb

- revastila

- thrawnto

- droid husbands

- spiritassassin

- vaderdala

- zaynejarael

- ventrobi

- obivostress

[ooops-i-arted]

Ok. How about a fic where The Mandalorian takes The Child to Luke Skywalker at the Jedi Praxeum on Yavin 4?

Alrighty here’s what I came up with.

Notes: 1. Kept timelines/characters present at the Praxeum vague because I do what I want. 2. Din got the baby into speech therapy for his language delay and he talks now.

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The Razor Crest dropped out of hyperspace and the looming orange gas giant of Yavin immediately filled the viewscreen.  “Here we are,” said Din to the little green child in his lap.  “Yavin.”

“Abbin,” repeated the child.

“Yes, Yavin.  And we’re headed to Yavin IV.  To the Jedi… Praxeum.”  Din had never heard the word before, though the context he’d picked up from his call with Skywalker indicated it was a school of some sort.

“Pak-sum,” said the kid.

Din angled the Razor Crest towards the tiny green moon.  He’d barely heard of it, though Cara had told him all about how it was the site of the vital Battle of Yavin, where the Death Star had been destroyed by Skywalker himself.  Later, Skywalker had decided to establish his school there.  Cara didn’t know much about that, but she had been able to tell him a school for potential Jetii did exist and where to attempt contact.  Skywalker himself had answered the holo and eagerly invited him and the kid to come visit.

“Abbin!” said the kid, pointing out the viewfinder.  He tried to climb up the dashboard, but Din pulled him back into his lap.  He might be nervous about visiting the school, and Din didn’t want him to be nervous, and holding the kid always calmed him down.

The Praxeum sent him landing coordinates and he guided the ship down.  The kid squealed excitedly as they descended through the lush greenery.  “Bwee, bwee, gween!”

“Buir,” corrected Din automatically.  “And yes, it’s all green.”

“I wan fwog.”

“We can look for frogs later.”  Din had already checked the Holonet and the amphibian species on this planet were not poisonous.  “First we’re meeting Skywalker.”

The ship settled onto the ground on a duracrete pad that had been set up in a cleared area of the jungle.  Din could see the huge pyramid of the Praxeum nearby.  He was so busy looking he barely noticed that his kid had run ahead and was already sliding down the ladder and heading for the door.

“Hey!”  Din ran after in time to see the kid already raising his hand to try and move the door with the Force.  He scooped him up before he could succeed; disrupting his concentration was about the only strategy Din had left when the kid got stubborn.  “Bwee,” whined the kid.

“Hey, listen.”  Din held him so that he could see his kid’s face.  “Listen, there’s no reason to be nervous.  We’re just here to look.  If you don’t like it, just say so, and we’ll leave, okay?”

The kid scowled.  “Bwee, Abbin,” he said, pointing insistently at the door.

“Okay, okay.”  Din reached for the control panel and opened the door.

The humidity and smell of the Yavin jungle immediately hit them full force.  The kid squealed, kicking his feet, demanding, “Bwee, down!  Wan down!”

“Not yet,” said Din.  After all, the kid might still be nervous.  No need to let go of him yet.

As soon as Din stepped off the ship he saw Skywalker walking towards him, dressed in long Jedi robes; a woman with red-gold hair and the confident stance of a trained killer accompanied him.  Din tensed.  A bodyguard?

Skywalker was all smiles as he walked towards them.  “Hello!” he called.  “Did you find it all right?”

“Yes,” said Din.

“Then welcome,” said Skywalker, still beaming.  “Both of you, welcome.  We’re glad you’re here.”  He gestured to the woman.  “This is my wife, Mara.”

Mara smiled, but she was definitely getting the measure of him in case he tried anything, and Din didn’t need to know her past to know she was someone who would be a difficult opponent.

They were interrupted by a lot of shouting, and suddenly a gaggle of teens was pointing and running up to them.  “They’re here!  They’re here!” they shouted, and Din found himself and the kid surrounded by a quartet of humans and a Wookiee.

“Hi, hi,” said the kid, giggling, and the five eagerly greeted him.  Three of the humans appeared to be siblings, sharing similar features and brown hair; the other was a redhead with one arm cut off above the elbow.

“Some of my students,” said Luke, gesturing to each of them in turn.  “Jacen, Jaina, and Anakin are my sister’s children.  This is Tenel Ka, and this is Lowbacca.”

“Hello,” said the kid, demanding attention again and waving at the visitors.

“We can show him around, Uncle Luke,” said Jacen eagerly.  “Can we?”

“Bwee, I go,” pleaded the kid, but Din wasn’t convinced.  Not in new territory with people he didn’t know like this.  He didn’t want the kid to get worried over a separation.  “He stays with me.”

“They’ve just arrived.  Give them some space,” said Mara.  “Go continue your drills.  I’ll be testing you personally later.”

The students chorused agreement and ran off.  Mara watched them go.  “I’ll keep an eye on the students, keep them out of your hair.”  She leaned over and kissed Skywalker on the cheek.  “Don’t be too long, farmboy.”  She gave Din another measuring look that he didn’t respond to.  He knew a warning when he saw one.

“Mara is very protective of the students here,” said Skywalker.  “This place is very quiet, though.  We have good communications of course, and defenses, but we’re out of the way and isolated enough it’s a good place for young Force-users to train.”  He looked at the child.  “What sort of things do you do, little one?”

The big ears drooped.  “I bweak it.”

Skywalker’s brow furrowed.  “You… broke something?”

“Bwee say no bweak.”  The kid squirmed in Din’s arms.  “I bweaked it.”

“We were in a firefight.  He tried to knock the other ship out of the sky.  He almost breached the hull of my ship.”  Din didn’t like to linger on the memory.  Life as a Mandalorian was full of dangers, but nearly being sucked out into the vacuum of space because his own kid decided to use sorcery on a TIE fighter had been the moment he finally had to stop denying that the kid needed a teacher, a real teacher.  “He needs to learn to control it.  That magic he does, he doesn’t know how to really use it.  It’s just guesswork.  And I…”  Din swallowed, but forced the words out.  “I can’t teach it to him.”

Skywalker smiled.  “He sounds very strong in the Force.”  He must have sensed Din’s confusion the same way the kid could always pick up on what he was feeling, because he added, “The magic, as you called it.  It’s called the Force.”  He shrugged apologetically.  “I tried to look up the word in Mando’a, but I don’t think there is one.”

“I looked up the Jetii too,” said Din.  “I read plenty about you.”  His arms tightened around his child.  “I came to see what you’re about and what you can do.  But this is my son.  I’m not giving him up, I’m not going to let you take him, and if you try -”

Skywalker held up a hand.  “I understand,” he said seriously.  “I am not going to take your child from you.”  He sighed, folding his hands in front of him, and looked out into the jungle.  “You’re not the first I’ve talked to about this,” he said quietly.  “When the Emperor destroyed the Jedi, he did so from every angle.  There had always been rumors of taken children, but with Imperial propaganda, they transformed almost into common knowledge.  I can’t be sure that it never happened, but from what records I recovered, the Jedi only took children whose parents were willing.”  He looked back at Din, his gaze steady.  “I do not take children at this school without their parents’ consent, and theirs.”

The silence between them only lasted until the kid said, “Bwee, I down.”

Skywalker gave a rueful smile as he watched the squirming child.  “Truthfully, I’m not sure how much I can help you, Mandalorian,” he said.  “I’ve never had a student this young.”

“He can do so much already,” said Din.  “He needs to know how to control it, so he doesn’t hurt himself, or anyone else.”

Skywalker nodded.  “Learning to listen to the Force is always the start.  From there, control will come.  First not using it unwillingly, and then being able to let it flow through you.”

Din blinked, but admitted, “That makes no sense to me.  But maybe you can explain it to him.”

“That’s the purpose of this Praxeum.  To learn about the Force.”  Skywalker reached out for the child, playing with the tiny fingers that grasped at his hand.  “Like I said, I’ve never taught someone this young.  But I’m certain we could work on some sort of arrangement.  You’re welcome to stay here with him while he has lessons, or bring him here periodically, or let him stay for some time while you continue with your, uh, line of work.”  Skywalker patted the child’s head.  “Whatever you feel would be best for him.”

“I’m… not sure yet,” said Din.

“That’s understandable,” said Skywalker.  He gestured to the large stone pyramid ahead.  “Can I show you around?”

“Bwee, I go,” said the kid, kicking and trying to get out of Din’s arms again.

“Sure, let’s go,” said Din, and he set the kid down and followed Skywalker onto the Praxeum grounds.

[findswoman]

@jedimordsith ’s Fall Comment Challenge, Yom Kippur Eve edition! :)

Exit Strategy by @threadsketchier (ThreadSketchier). Star Wars Extended Universe. Mara exacts a terrible promise from Luke in order to break both the Emperor’s past hold on her and C’baoth’s future one. I learned of this one from a fanfic author ask—it’s Sketchy’s shortest posted story, but packs a real wallop even so! (Note that this story is viewable only by registered users of AO3.)

Remembrances by @runrundoyourstuff (thesometimeswarrior). Gravity Falls. On the brink of his thirteenth birthday—the beginning of his life as a Jewish adult—Dipper Pines reflects on the ways past memories and half-forgotten rituals bind his family together in the present, on their own terms. A thoughtful exploration of some central Jewish themes in fic form—one of Runrun’s specialties!

Sweet Cider by the Fireside by @fontainebleau22 (Fontainebleau). Magnificent Seven (2016). A widow with an apple orchard offers Billy and Goodnight shelter and gainful work during the apple harvest season. A bittersweet tale of unexpressed, unrequited feelings in a gorgeous fall setting—and FB always does an amazing job of creating an immersive, believable period atmosphere in her stories. I learned about this one from an ask game, too—one of many reasons I enjoy those so much!

We Will Raise Warriors by @sassygirl579 (ZeldaRose579). Star Wars: The Mandalorian. The Child, with his Force abilities, is the first to notice a change in his adoptive mother, Cara, even before Din does. A sweet, fluffy family moment for a clan of... well, read to find out how many! ;)

[elventhief]

Fictober Day 19: Death

A/N:  Okay so I really wanted to write this scene since I have since changed my plans for the later fics so this is 10000000% au where Cara is the high queen of skyrim (its a long story come bug me about it in my ask box if you'd like) but i enjoyed this idea so much i figured i'd put it here!

Cara placed the Jagged Crown on her brow, the weight of it, making what was about to happen seem that much more permanent. She felt Miraak at her side.

“You do not have to do this, I know you do not want to.”

“I know your thoughts on the matter.”

“That does not mean that you have to do this.”

“He tried to kill me, if I let him live, who am I? Certainly not a queen. Not one that can lead her people anyway.”

Miraak gently grabbed her jaw to have her look at him, his eyes worried. “You have a gentle heart, dii lovaas. We all know this, no one can fault you for staying your hand.”

“It’s because I have a gentle heart they don’t take me seriously. It will break my heart, but,” she paused, stepping away from him, squaring her shoulders and raising her chin. “This is something that must be done.”

She left the tent without another word, and Miraak followed.

The wind whipped at their robes, the camp silent as Cara, Miraak, and their honor guard walked through the cliffside camp.

A large crowd had gathered, some of the Jarls that had ridden south with them to fight the Thalmor, some lords and knights of the Empire.

Cara’s gaze snapped to that of her mother, her sister, and two brothers.

“Carawen, please I’m begging you, please pardon him.” Her mother implored, fighting the grip of two of the honor guards that were holding her back.

“Please, escort them out of here,” she adverted her gaze from her family. “They don’t need to see this.”

“You traitorous bitch.” Her older brother, Koredil swore, spitting on the ground at her feet.

“King Voriiel will put your head on a pike for this.” Nelaril added.

Cara stared at her brothers, sadness in her eyes. “I know you will never forgive me, but I’m sorry.”

Her sister was crying into their mother’s shoulder, but the guards took them away as she had asked.

Cara brought her gaze to the man kneeling in the center of the circle that had formed.

“Lord Falnar Direnni. You stand accused of attempted murder, and attempted assassination of the High Queen of Skyrim. How do you plead?”

The Altmer in front of her stared at her, venom in his blue-purple eyes. “I only regret that I didn’t throw you to the sea when you were a child, graxifalas hulkynd. You’ve been a disgrace since your mother birthed you.”

“Before I sentence you, father, I would speak for myself for once, not as Queen, but as your daughter.”

“You are no daughter of mine.”

Cara smiled. “You have said that all my life, but my imperfection comes from you, your bloodline. For years I thought, like a stupid child perhaps one day we could reconcile. But now I know that would never be the case.” She paused, letting her words sink in. “You are right, though. You are not my father, not really. I share your blood, but you do not share mine. Auri-El gave me my soul, Mara blessed it. I am the Last Dragonborn, I am of the Dragonblood, and that still doesn’t matter. All that matters is, I became the very thing you didn’t want me to be. And that is enough for me.”

The elf shook his head. “I pray for the day you die, even if it is not by my hand.”

Cara let out a deep breath. “Lord Falnar Direnni, I, Carawen Direnni, Arch Mage of the College of Winterhold, Stormcrown, Laat Dovahkiin, and High Queen of Skyrim, sentence you to die for your crimes against Skyrim and her people.”

“You won’t do it. You’re weak.”

“May the gods have mercy on you, father.”

“MUL QAH DIIV!”

Cara’s spectral dragon form settled over her shoulders, a blanket of black, gold and violet shimmering against her robes. Regal horns formed and fanned out from her brow, great transparent black wings settling on her back.

A realization settled over the old elf’s features as she took several steps towards him. “It wasn’t a lie, you really are-“

“Dovahkiin, geh, bormah.” Her Voice made the sky rumble.

Cara saw the fear in his eyes .“I’m sorry it has to end this way.” she murmured, no one but perhaps Miraak understanding her through the rumble of the sky.

“KRII LUN AUS!”

Her Voice rang out into the night, and Falnar slumped over into the dirt without a sound.

A/N: translations

graxifalas hulkynd- Aldmeri for 'Disgraceful Broken Child'

[caramara3]

Hey guys!!!

So I just wanted you guys to be up to date with some things happening with my Damian Priest story as well several other coming soon things I am working on.

Since life had gotten in the way for the majority of 2024, one of my biggest resolutions this year was to actually sit down and write down all the story ideas I have and post them here. Well I've been doing just that and am so crazy close showcasing them to you all.

However with all that happening, I'm also doing something insane and removing most of the stuff I already have on here. I say most meaning my Just Friends story and all the extra add-ons attached to it. Things have been happening behind the scenes with it and have given it somewhat of a new(ish), less toxic take that it was going originally and I want you all to see it and everything else with fresh eyes like me!

This is how my manic perfectionist brain works unfortunately but don't be alarmed if all of a sudden things begin to disappear from my page. We are going through a temporary construction and will be back up and running very soon.

Thank you all for being so completely loving and understanding as I try and continue on with this insane writing journey with me. I really wish I was more like some of my favorite writers on here that can just drop fics left and right without breaking a sweat because they are truly amazing at what they do (looking right at you @eringobragh420 and @rootedinrevisions) and I hope that this year I can be just like them.

So just bear with me, the pay out will be worth it. Love you guys!

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[markerofthemidnight]

You said to bombard you with P:eg asks so I am going to do just that cause I’m d e s p e r a t e for content on this game

How do you think Eva got her talent, I saw a theory a while ago that she was trying to expose Eden’s Garden Academy or the UTP the killing game and they gave her the title to ruin her credibility. Do you think this seems like a credible theory?

Is it just me or is Toshiko sus as hell?

Who is your favorite character and why

Who do you think will survive

Do you think Cara and Mara are the same person

Do you have any head cannons about the characters and how they’ll interact with each other, whether it’s about the killing game or just funny stupid stuff

Oooh, questions!

1. This reminds me of an old theory I had, actually!

I haven’t really expanded on this in any of my theory fics since I kinda forgot about it, but one of my theories used to be that Eva is the traitor. She intentionally gave the title Ultimate Liar so that, when the cast eventually find out there’s a traitor, she’d be one of the last ones they suspect because it’s “too obvious”.

Don’t worry though: she’s, if not an unwilling traitor like Sakura and Chiaki, at the very least not beyond redemption. Since that would mean that Ultimate Liar is a fake talent, I like to think her real one is Ultimate Psychologist, because not only does it fit her but cmon an Ultimate Psychologist would just be rad.

2. I was never a fan of the “Toshiko is the mastermind” theory just because… well, I think it’s just kinda grasping at straws, but hey, at this point we know so little about the game that any theory could be true. Don’t personally agree with it, but you do you 👍

3. My favourite character is not any of the students, actually. It’s the funny boy Tozu! I think he’s silly and cool and interesting >:3

4. In one of my old theory fics, the survivor pool was Damon, Eva, Toshiko, Mark and Ulysses, so… those five, I guess?

5. No, because:

5-A. It’s too ridiculous

5-B. Cara definitely couldn’t survive 28 stab wounds and chemical burns to the head so easily

5-C. Look at Mara. Look how tall she is next to Tozu in their DevLog. There is no way that she is just 5”6.

6. If all the theories about Tozu and Mara having this kind of abusive dynamic where the madman gaslights the living weapon into doing something she doesn’t want to are true, I’m going to go on a rampage. However, if my theory is true and they actually are besties when not on the job, I will be so pleased.

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Oq mais me encanta nas fics lukemara é q a Mara sempre é representada como uma mulher q é racional sem ser petulante ou irritante. E q se ela e o Luke estão tendo uma discussão, eles sempre tentam entender o lado do outro com maturidade e sutilmente vai se tornando em reconciliação(eu considero uma escrita preguiçosa se a pessoa termina uma discussão com eles se beijando e já fodendo e tudo já está ✨ magicamente✨ bem).

Tantas vezes eu leio uma fic q só a personagem feminina entende o lado do cara e eles já começam a se pegar e se torna algo tão desconfortável.

Esse é algo q me deixa desapontada e irritada com as fics q normalizam um relacionamento tóxico q o cara vai e faz o q quiser e não vai ser novidade q ela vai perdoar. Tem escritoras que são tão habilidosas em escrever todo um universo, porém sempre criam uma personagem feminina q aceita e perdoa tudo.

Enfim, fodam-se todxs

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