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Lily, oh Lily I just loathe you lately...
microfic - jegulily/regulily - 1.7k
It started with a kiss.
One Regulus wasn’t even included in. He wasn’t even there, he didn’t see it, and yet he replays it in his head almost constantly. It’s the first thought he has in the morning, he carries it with him through lunch. White knuckles braced against the table as he stares longing towards the other side of the hall, his ears ringing and he can’t hear anything anyone is trying to say to him. His friends all make comments but he doesn’t notice them. His mind is too loud, thinking of soft skin and eyes that bite. He forgets his notes, it doesn’t matter, they’re not even there. He lays awake at night unable to close his eyes without thinking, thinking, thinking.
He should be thinking about James. He should be obsessively counting his every step. It’s how this whole thing started. James is everything, he hung the moon, and every single star in the night sky. He walks around the halls calling out to everyone by name, his smile hung wide across his face. And yes, Regulus thinks of him. He thinks of his sweat covered skin as he skips off to the locker rooms after practice. He thinks of him drunkenly coming up to him, leaning close to his ear to whisper nonsense. Even if he can’t understand it Regulus clings onto every single word. He thinks of how he looks in the morning, a sight Regulus has only seen a handful of times and yet he cherishes it like it’s the world. He thinks of his hair all messed up, and his eyes wide and soft like an infant. He thinks of him stretching out his exhaustion and the little moment his shirt lifts up to reveal what’s underneath. He thinks and he thinks and he thinks, but he’s not looking over at him. He’s looking at her.
The rumors of James Potter and Lily Evans finally working it out spread like wildfire. It’s embers branching out until there wasn’t a single person who didn’t know about it. Their kiss happened in the middle of the Gryffindor common room, apparently no one was there, but there are always sources. Always whispers. Regulus woke up to a burn to his cheek, and a crackling outside of his window. His friends looked over at him, pity drowning in their eyes, but none of them said anything. None of them knew how. It was Pandora who finally brought him over, holding his hands gently as she broke him the news. He can’t remember his reaction. He just remembers the moment his face dropped, but he wasn’t thinking of him, he was thinking about her.
He never minded Lily Evans before, he barely gave her a second glance. He saw her sometimes in the library, she always sat alone, pushed in the back. Even in the darkest parts of the castle the sunlight always tended to reach her. It covered her and highlighted every freckle on her face. Her eyes were always soft with contemplation, but Regulus didn’t care for her much. He always heard about James’ crush on her, of course he did, but he never cared. He didn’t think it would go anywhere. He thought to himself Lily Evans was as blind as a person can be for rejecting James. He could never understand it. How could she get James to even so much as look at her and not truly understand what that meant. How much other people would die for him to look at them like that. Resentment climbed in his liver, it overwhelmed him. Before it was a scoff at any remark. It was an eye roll at the stupidity of Lily for thinking James would just be there when she realized how daft she was truly being.
Though the only stupid person truly was Regulus, for James was there waiting for when Lily finally opened her eyes. He was there to chase after her, like the tail-end of a shooting star. James ran circles around her, watching her like she was everything, like she was his entire world. He held open every single door for her. He’d make himself bleed for an ounce of her attention, and she never never cared. She never cared before now, but Regulus has been here. He’s been here and Lily just walked the epitome of angel dust to smile and beckon James over to her like he’s a dog on a leash she’s holding.
“Regulus,” Pandora’s voice catches him out of his retched mind.
“What?” Regulus snaps, not taking his eyes off her. Her with her perfect skin. Her with her perfect everything.
“You’re going to drill a hole in her head, you know,” She comments.
Regulus finally releases his gaze, “What are you talking about?”
It’s just the two of them. Barty and Evan ran off somewhere, and Dorcas well she’s always with Marlene now anyway. Pandora looks over at him softly, her eyes filled with pity, “You don’t have to pretend you’re looking at James when it’s just me.”
Regulus furrows his eyebrows, shaking his head, “I’m not just looking at her.”
“You’re looking at both of them?” Pandora suggests.
“Yeah,” Regulus answers, lies dripping from his mouth.
Pandora smiles, “James walked away five minutes ago.”
Regulus head whips aside to find her right. It’s only Lily, laughing at something one of her friends are telling her. She throws her head back like she’s a little kid. Coated in innocence in a kind of nostalgia not many people can reach towards. Sunlight nips at her face as her nose crinkles in a laugh. Her beauty endless, it’s like a knife to Regulus’ skin. Every perfection he finds in her is a scar on him.
“Regulus?” Pandora calls out again, as if she’s talking to a child. “Is there something you need to tell me?”
“Like what?” Regulus grumbles, looking back down at his plate, trying to fight the pull to look over at her. It’s like he’s under a spell, he’s certain she’s behind it. She wants him to look at her. She wants for all of this. She’s out to get him. He looks up again. She’s still sitting there. Why is she still there? Shouldn’t she be off chasing after James? Shouldn’t she be at his feet beck and call? Shouldn’t she be giving him the world right now? Why is she still just sitting there?
Pandora hums, “Nothing.”
Regulus looks over at her, “What’s your problem?”
“You’re torturing yourself,” Pandora tells him.
Regulus hesitates, he opens his mouth to speak but no words come out. In any other world this would be torture. He’s staring off at the girl who’s got the one thing he’s been begging for his entire life. He’s never wanted something as much as he’s wanted James. Looking over at Lily should be torture. It should kill him. It is. It’s the sweetest kind of torture. It’s a twisted lullaby. It’s a stinging on his cheek.
“Unless,” Pandora starts, “You want to be looking at her.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Regulus says quickly.
Pandora reaches out to grab his hand, “I’m gonna hold your hand while I tell you this.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Regulus tries to cut her off but when Pandora gets something in her mind it’s hard to resist it.
“I did it with James,” Pandora explains quickly. “I’ll do the same now. You’re in love with Lily Evans.”
“I am not in love with Lily Evans,” Regulus argues.
Pandora narrows her eyes, “You’re not?”
“No.”
“Why are you staring at her?” Pandora asks.
“She’s with James,” Regulus answers weakly.
“Why aren’t you watching him then?” Pandora questions. “Do you even know where he is? You used to always know, you used to have his schedule perfect.”
Regulus shrugs, “I’ve gotten busy.”
“Right,” Pandora scoffs. “So you wouldn’t mind if I called her over here.”
“Pan—“
Before he can even finish Pandora is raising her hand. Shouting out across the hall, “Hey, Evans!”
Regulus scrambles for something to hold, to bring Pandora’s hand down and stop her from this, but it doesn’t do any good. Lily’s already looking over, her eyes dazzling in the sun. The rest happens like a dream as she leans over to her friends explaining that she’ll be going. She walks over on clouds and then she’s in front of him. His stomach ties itself together. His mouth opens but nothing comes out.
“Hey,” Lily says, leaning across the bench to put her hands on the table. Her perfume reaches Regulus’ nose and it’s overwhelming, it’s making him slip back, like he’s in an ocean, drowning in all the waves.
“Hi,” Pandora replies.
Both of their gazes go towards him, but Regulus is only looking at her.
Lily smiles with his silence, he wants to kill her. She looks away and he wants to kill her even more, “You still working on that potion?”
“You know it,” Pandora tells her. “It’s close to being done now.”
Regulus doesn’t care what they’re saying. He just watches Lily. He can’t look away. She’s the greatest thing that’s ever existed, and she’s got James Potter wrapped around her finger. Its should be him.
She doesn’t stay long. Before she leaves she looks back over at Regulus, “Goodbye, Regulus.”
“Bye,” he forces out, his tongue resting uncomfortably in his mouth.
She laughs, it’s as soft as fresh daisies and she’s doing him in, “You’re cute,” she says, like it’s nothing, like it’s not eating Regulus whole. “I’ll see you two around.”
Then she’s gone again. Walking down the hall, her hair blowing behind her like a fucking magazine ad. There can’t be someone that perfect. She’s just a person. She’s nobody. She’s the one James wants. She won his heart over. She’s the one lying beside him. And all Regulus wants is to lie when she lies. Lily Evans is poison and it’s slowly driving Regulus mad. She’s everywhere, like a call of the wind. He’s nothing worshipping at her feet, it makes him uneasy.
“So,” Pandora breaks the echoing silence. “Not in love.”
Regulus swallows thickly, his eyes still stuck in the last place she was, even if she’s moved on, “Not in love,” he forces out.
The ache is endless, and bullets line his skin. A scar for every beauty, for which Lily Evans has infinite.
#anyway while i'm logged in.... enjoy a draft#i was listening to lacy#and ive had this idea in my head for months#every time i listen to lacy i think of them#so idk#i thought i'd write it down#it's not long enough to go on ao3#it's really nothing#just an idea#so here you go#jegulily#regulily#tagging both because it's mainly just regulily#but#regulus wouldn't be in love with lily if it weren't for james#it only works when they're all together#anyway#yeah that's all#regulus black#lily evans#jegulily fic#regulily fic#microfic#alright#bye again#maybe#idk#in a weird mood :/
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Levi: "I don't understand why you like someone as pathetic as me, I'm not that good at anything other then being a nasty useless otaku, (insert more self degrading here)."
Mc: *blank faced, moving sneakily close to Levi and picks him up bridal style*
Mc: "Snake <3."
Levi: *Stunned silent, he doesn't move for a few moments, then his tail curls around Mc's leg, and leans into their touch.*
Levi: "Y-yeah...."
#late night thoughts#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me nightbringer#obey me!#obey me leviathan#obey me levi x mc#obey me levi x reader#obey me levi x you#obey me fluff#obey me x reader#Idk this scenario popped into my head#But it did#And I thought it was to cute to not not write down#so enjoy#Poor Levi needs some cuddles#Idk why but I like the idea that Levi curls his tail around Mc to ground himself#I'd let him do that anytime#idk what else to tag#obey me random#obey me rambles#Is this a ramble#i'm not sure#Mc is snake demon comfort item confirmed
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If I were a writer at a big game company working on a sequel to a beloved series and the higher ups kept telling me to make the game shittier and kept sending my work back to me to be dumbed down even further somehow, and then once most of the writing was done they laid me and my coworkers off illegally without severance, I'd probably gleefully watch as people trashed the shitty game that shipped.
#bioware critical#veilguard critical#datv critical#like I would have had a first row seat to exactly why the game sucked#and it probably sucked to have your ideas trashed assuming that's a thing that happened#and to watch DA get watered down to fucking nothing#if that is what happened#and then to get fucking FIRED after writing the complete drivel they demanded#yeah I'd be eating popcorn and watching the bad reviews come in like I TOLD you Chad the fans aren't THAT stupid#and ahah yeah that sequence sure DOES make no sense after the 'editing' job Barb did#but as someone who does not have a parasocial relationship with the writers and in fact has no desire to learn their names#I will never know how they spent this time#I don't really care#I don't know them#I have the same general wishes for wellbeing as I do any fellow humans#so I hope your popcorn was salty and buttery and hot I guess#on second thought i could also see someone being bitterly devastated that something they devoted so much of their life to came to this#but i still dont think its the fans or haters they would feel devastated by
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Pac: Oh– [Stammers] Why– I have an Ender Flu? I'm shaking! Oh my god.
Tubbo: No, Pac! You've been impregnated! 😫
Pac: IMPREGNATED?!?! Wait, what? 😨
Fit: Oh god. [Laughs] That's a new one.
Tubbo: You're pregnant!
Pac: How?!
Tubbo: I can't believe preggers Pac is on the QSMP!
Pac: Oh my god, I'm so happy! [Laughs]
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Tubbo: This is not what I want! I don't want this!!!
Fit: [Chuckles]
Pac: Oh– [Stammers] Why– I have an Ender Flu? I'm shaking! Oh my god.
Tubbo: No, Pac! You've been impregnated!
Pac: IMPREGNATED?!?! Wait, what?
Fit: Oh god. [Laughs]
Tubbo: You're pregnant!
Pac: How?!
Fit: That's a new one.
Tubbo: Uh oh, I'm about to– I'm about to not be alive much longer.
Pac: How– ahhh!!!! Wait, this is good? [Tubbo gets killed by a mob] Oh my god, Tubbo!
Tubbo: Guys? Preggers Pac, and Fit, help!
Pac: [Reading chat] "Congratulations"? Thanks guys, I didn't know, man! As always.
Fit: [Revives Tubbo] Alright, run! Ok, you're good.
Tubbo: We got his ass!
Pac: Wait, wait– What does it mean like, I'm pregnant? I'm gonna have babies?
Tubbo: It means you're gonna give birth to a beautiful– a beautiful plethora of children!
Pac: Oh my god, not– [unintelligible]
Tubbo: [Still ranting] Merciful, wonderful babies! Babies! Innocent babies will-
Fit: [Laughs] Yeah, what he said.
Tubbo: –will splurt out of you!
Pac: Oh my god. I think I saw like, Foolish having birth the other day, so I–
Fit: [Fighting a mob] Not this thing again!
Pac: Oh my god.
Tubbo: I can't believe preggers Pac is on the QSMP!
Pac: Oh my god, I'm so happy! [Laughs]
Fit: [Laughs]
Tubbo: It's gonna be such a magical time for you!
Pac: Yeah, oh my god, I have been like, dreaming for–
Tubbo: Oh my gosh, oh my gosh. What do you– have you got any names? What are you gonna name it?
Pac: I'm probably gonna name it "Elton" and "John" if I have like, two.
Tubbo: Ohhh! What a beautiful name!
#Pactw#Tubbo#FitMC#QSMP#Morning Crew#September 8 2023#~36m into Fit's stream | ~ 54:20 into Pac's stream | ~41:45 into Tubbo's stream#Head in my hands this was such a cursed bit every time this happened to anyone#Here's a fun fact for those of you who read the tags I write:#Pac once said he'd love to have twins#It was on October 27 2023 during the Minime arc#Timestamp ~ 1h 56m into Fit's stream (I don't have the timestamp for Pac's stream unfortunately)#Pac says ''I'd love to have twins!'' and then Tubbo says ''I'm fine with one; I'm the reason for the declining birth rate.''#Pftt#I remembered that comment while I was transcribing this and wanted to see if I had it written down anywhere – and I did!#Pac#Fit#Edited#Anyways I can't tell what Pac said after that ''Not'' bit earlier#At first I thought he said ''Not again'' and I had war flashbacks#But no he said something else I just can't tell what#Feel free to let me know what you think he said if you can hear it better!#The Elton John bit was going on earlier too btw Pac didn't just whip that up out of nowhere lol#You can't see it since this is Pac's POV but in Fit's chat someone said ''Mike isn't here you're going to have to help him Fit'' pftt
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hobie brown!!!! the man that you are!!!!
#across the spider verse#atsv#hobie brown#my art#fanart#but genuinely from the moment I first saw fanart of this man I have not known peace. I'm obsessed w him#I thought I'd calm down after watching the movie but lmaooo#the way he's animated??? the way he's textured??? the way he's been designed???? his voice????#like he's SOOOOOOO handsome and funny and don't get me STARTED on his writing and character or we'll be here all night#also friends will know I'm a sucker for a rock band man so like I never stood a chance hskdglsjdfdklshg#spiderverse
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Due to recent experiences, I am feeling an urge to make an anti-drug-style PSA except it's warning impressionable machine-learning-curious teens to never, ever try a thing called "Huggingface transformers Trainer"
Not. Even. Once.
#and don't even get me started on “unsloth”#this week i learned what “unsloth” actually does when you import it and... man.#i thought i'd seen the worst of “hacky brittle 'it-just-works' (by doing the most cursed shit imaginable) ML python code” but no.#no. unsloth was Worse#and huggingface Trainer is bad enough by itself#did you know it has 131 (one hundred and thirty one!) config arguments and yet it cannot log *more than one loss number at once*#(for like multitask training or whatever)#i don't just mean it's hard to do - i mean its logging mechanism is built from the ground up on the assumption you would never do this.#you'd have to rewrite a bunch of internals to get it working - i.e. basically write a new nontrivial feature on HF's behalf#and just writing your own damn training loop is easier than that lol#it's not that hard kids. take it from me. dataset + dataloader + model(*args) + loss.backward() + opt.step() + opt.zero_grad(). that's it#it'll take you 30 minutes and save you a billion hours down the road#i do not understand computers#(is a category tag)
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So the Entity had its favorites on both sides. Dwight, the first proper Survivor, and then Kenneth for a while. At least until Danny came along and started showing off his creative methods of fucking with the Survivors during Trials. Seasoning that fear and despair with that extra helping of good stuff, ya know?
Anyway the main point.
You know on the flip side of that, the Entity had to have a least favorite. Someone it looked at and silently questioned, 'Why the fuck did I pick you up again?' Not outright hate, mind you. Just, like, a mild disinterest. Boredom. A kind of 'ooh shiny new toy annnnnnd I'm over it. Into the back of the closet to collect dust with you' kind of dislike.
Anyway, in this essay I'll go into absolutely no detail or depth on my thought process as to why I think it was Freddy and Quentin.
#my headcanons#dead by daylight#writing thoughts#the entity out there playing favorites like a kid with barbie dolls#I adore Quentin btw#this is not a hate post#he's baby leave him alone#I'd push Freddy down the stairs for a klondike bar tho#jk jk I have a special place in my heart for him too#quentin smith#the nightmare dbd#freddy krueger#dwight fairfield#dbd ghostface#danny johnson#the clown dbd#kenneth chase#the entity
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"It's been quite a while since I got to see our counterparts like this, dearest," Anti-Cosmo remarked to Anti-Wanda. He grinned down at the three fairies in the cage beneath them. "Miserable."
"Shoot, it must've been at least twenty years!" Anti-Wanda remarked. "Longer for you two, though, huh?"
Cosmo cradled Peri's head in his lap, keeping him on his side so that he didn't choke if he vomited. Wanda sat next to her boys, rubbing a hand soothingly between Peri's wings, like she used to when he was a baby.
She felt close to tears. Her baby was so sick that she feared he wouldn't make it... And they had their anti-fairy counterparts to mock them through the whole awful ordeal.
"Don't you two have anything better to do?" Wanda snapped at them. "Terrorize someone else for a change! We're plenty miserable without you here."
"Oh, please don't think that we're trying to make you feel worse." Anti-Cosmo shook his head. "It's more like we're here to enjoy the show."
"I even made popcorn!" Saying that, Anti-Wanda procured a bag of popcorn. She held it out for Anti-Cosmo to help himself to a handful.
Wanda clenched her jaw in frustration. The smell of food just made Peri's convulsions worse. She shushed him, trying her best to be comforting as her son dry-heaved.
With shaky fingers, Cosmo brushed Peri's curly hair away from his sweaty forehead. He met Wanda's stare, his eyes tight with concern. "Wanda..." He started, but said nothing more.
What was there to say? What was there to do? They were trapped, and the situation was getting worse by the minute.
As a last, desperate bid for her son, Wanda cast her voice up to the anti-fairies. "Please, can't you at least ask Dev to make a wish? Something small! Peri has magical build-up, and he..." Wanda swallowed, unable to say it. "You don't want the same thing to happen to Irep, do you?"
Anti-Wanda hummed as she pretended to think about it. "Now, correct me if'n I'm wrong, darlin', but that ain't how anti-fairies work, innit?"
Anti-Cosmo adopted a similar look of faux thoughtfulness. "No, you're right, strumpet. I believe that anti-fairies aren't affected by their counterparts deaths, merely by any action which might undo their creation. So our precious child is going to be perfectly fine."
Something inside of Wanda shattered. All she could think was that this wasn't fair; she hadn't had enough time.
"Please..." She tried again anyway, because it was all that she could do. "Please don't let my son die."
Anti-Cosmo laughed. "Enough with the melodrama. I don't understand why you're making such a big deal out of this. You ought to be used to it. After all..." He adjusted his monocle, lips curling into a vicious smirk. "This isn't the first time you two have lost a son."
His words hit like a slap to the face. Wanda was too stunned to reply — torn between the urge to sob and the burning desire to kill someone.
Not a day went by in the last ten thousand years that Wanda hadn't thought about him. And now she was going to lose her youngest son, too. What had she done to deserve this? Why was fate so cruel?
Why did love always have to end in "goodbye"?
When he didn't receive a response, Anti-Cosmo huffed and turned away. "Look on the bright side — perhaps the loss of a child to bond over will be enough to keep your fragile relationship hanging on for another thousand years or so."
Anti-Wanda giggled, looping her arm through Anti-Cosmo's and leaning on his shoulder. "Give a holler when he's ready to pop, y'all! I love me a good confetti shower."
The two anti-fairies drifted away, cackling together. Wanda felt numb. She was so angry that she had looped right back around to feeling nothing. She was completely calm.
Cosmo reached over and took her hand, entwining their fingers. "What are we going to do?" He asked.
Wanda took a deep breath. She squeezed his hand back, placing her other hand on Peri's head. "Whatever we have to do to protect our son," she promised.
She had failed once already, and once was too much. Not again. Never again.
As long as Wanda still had the strength to flutter her wings, she was going to do everything in her power to defend her family.
AO3 link.
#fairly oddparents#anti cosmo#anti wanda#wanda fairywinkle cosma#cosmo cosma#poof cosma#timmy mention!!#my writing#this is set during the anw finale#idk it just came to me suddenly so i thought I'd jot it down#i think that the anti fairies should get to be smug and gloat about cosmo and wanda losing timmy idk
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Did you really think I wasn't going to inflict a dreadful colour scheme on him?
#what a frat boy#like Dino AU is so Peak#I'd hunt him down if I were Shivs too#no lies#I cannot wait to write about their adolescent shenanigans#this was so NOT the match Hammond had in mind for his nephew#I am so sorry Muldoon#you're the only sane man in this#one piece#one piece crossover#sir crocodile#buggy thoughts#crocaine#crocodile one piece#one piece crocodile#crocodile#imperial art farts#one piece x jurassic park#jurassic park crossover#fanart#traditional artist#coloured pencils#portrait drawing#op crocodile#crocodile op#sir crocodile one piece#crocodile fanart#one piece fanart
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Something something Gideon always inevitably wakes up with Kremy on or curled up next to him because being cold-blooded he seeks out the literal furnace sleeping next to him every night.
Frost is usually nearby too, but only if they're sleeping outside and not in beds, he's not cold-blooded but he is a cat, of course he likes to be near a heater too.
And now that I think about it, Torbek would be there too, having gone through what he has and severly underweight, his circulation is terrible and despite having his own layer of fur, he just can't stay warm on his own, so he sleeps sandwiched between Gideon and Hootsie
Just. A whole cuddle puddle of all of them, Gricko curls up next to Hootsie, Twig sleeps under Gideons arm, and when Pigtunias around she acts as a pillow for him
I love cuddle puddles and I love characters who naturally make everyone more comfortable to sleep around them 😭😭
#tk speaks#legends of avantris#once upon a witchlight#ouaw#i have a migraine but this morning I'd started listening to episode 44 where they woke up after 'camping' in the woods#and i got on the thought of Kremy being cold-blooded and he's got a husband right there who's a natural source of a lot of heat#and i cant get it out of my head#and when writing it down i realized pretty much everyone else would benefit from him too#im so late to the fandom so im sure someone has already thought of this#but im still avoiding the tags for the most part so im staying out of spoilers#i want to finish this episode tonight but i also want to jam my head in the freezer cause it feels terrible
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there's a moment in lesson 45 of nightbringer where mc falls off a thing (again?? is this foreshadowing?? i'm going to rule-of-three this and wait to see if it happens again) and satan tries and fails to grab their hand to catch them, but now i'm imagining the same thing happening with satan and ik except he does succeed, but it's her right hand and the prosthetic just POP comes straight off
#nightbringer spoilers#ik is fine but satan is mildly traumatised#misc thoughts#obey me satan#couldn't sleep so i decided on a whim to do the lesson#i really wasn't planning to for a while after 44 and tbh that was the right decision#it feels like they just completely dumbed beel down?? and i can't tell if they're trying to telegraph that Something Is Wrong#or if they just totally forgot how to write him. which has been happening to him consistently since like s3#we did get more confirmation that simeon's going through smth... but this feels like it's shaping up to be another og s4#where the entire main-plot-that-should-probably-be-focused-on-simeon is just happening in the background while mc does side quests#and then they're gonna spring the twist on us right at the end or immediately before the climax without proper foreshadowing/building it up#i realise i'm being pessimistic here but i'm losing hope in this season with each lesson they release. and we're only 5 in#i'd be delighted to be proven wrong though
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And thus, with the passing of 24 hours, Caeru's ambition truly comes to an end. Major Nemesis spoilers below the cut- we're talking endgame ambition business here. Mostly on a character RP front.
The Doomed Scientist made quite a few... choice decisions, in the end. Killing Cups once and for all, recording his story as one of grief-
And sparing what little remained of Mr Mirrors, leaving it free to roam Parabola as it sees fit.
Some of them, he can explain. Others, he's still left to feel... discontent.
Cups needed to die. That much was certain from the start. It was a tyrant, as all Masters are, and complicit in the bargaining and eventual destruction of four (potentially five) cities, as all Masters are. It was an obstacle. A murderer. A petty monster that felt no remorse even on its deathbed, and it went out of its way to ruin multiple lives just because it felt owed its own sick and twisted idea of revenge.
It killed his first love. It looked him in the eyes and he knew what it had done and he knew from the start it was going to die.
Perhaps, in the end, it knew too. And yet it still pleaded, and wanted to live, and-
It made a bargain.
A bargain Caeru didn't take.
Not because he didn't want to. Gods, he wanted to. He wanted it. He wanted it more than anything else in the world. To have Greylu back, to give him the gift of life, of love, to show him the wonders of the Neath and the beauty of the correspondence and all of the people Caeru has met and loved and found home with along the way-
But. He couldn't.
Because Cups was a monster. And no matter what, it deserved to die. And he could not, in good conscience, allow it to live.
Even if sparing it meant everything he's ever wanted.
So he's left here, now. With a bloodied traveling coat, and a bloodsoaked knife, and a favor finally fulfilled.
And nothing to live for. No resurrected lover, no charming visits to Helicon, no slow dances in the living room, no memories to rebuild and lives to live and he won't live again-
Nothing. All he has is a coat born of obligation, not to his love, but to people he's never even met. To lives he's never even touched. To a paramour, still alive, with hair of rose-pink, who doesn't even remember her own brother's existence.
Cups didn't die for Caeru's sake. Cups died for the sake of all who wanted it dead. For the revenger's court, and the ghost screaming in his ear, and the reckoning that will not be postponed indefinitely.
And Caeru, who acted as a tool to carry out their wills? Who all but betrayed his own lover, just to satisfy a cause he never knew existed?
All Caeru is left with, is regret. Regret-
-And grief.
#yin-thoughts#fallen london#fallen london spoilers#nemesis spoilers#so! nemesis huh!#i have. a lot of thoughts#overall i think heart's desire remains closest to my heart#but that's almost certainly bc of the obvious ''you always remember your first'' bias#there's a lot of problems with nemesis that have been talked to death by other people way more eloquently than i could ever express#(the big notable stopgates littered throughout. the weird pacing at the end. the fact you never meet your actual nemesis til the finale)#but overall i still liked it a lot!! i loved it actually!!! it singlehandedly made me like cups as a master!!!!#not because of anything nemesis actually DID mind you. i just really liked making up things about it#in place of nemesis. actually featuring it.#which could either be a plus or a minus against the ambition depending on what angle you look at it from#but. yeah. i'd say i enjoyed it. i enjoyed it a whole bunch#and now that ive played 2 out of the 4 ambitions and my FL hyperfixation evidently isnt letting up#it's safe to say we're all here for the long haul#tune in (insert miscellaneous time in the future) for when i finally after like a year and a quarter#get to find out what the fuck truly goes down in light fingers#and also keep an eye out for that caeru-centric fic ive been unsubtly alluding to and still need to write.#ive got a whole outline for it and it's. well#you'll all see when (if?) i finish it#i have some ideas abt how i wanna play around with the nemesis endings + what they mean to caeru#(and i do mean endings as in both of them)#and it all may seem. insane. when we get there#but i swear i have a direction plotted in my head#i swear#scoundrelventures#<- the scoundrel isnt mentioned At All in this post but that works as a general FL oc lore tag
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Finished the Umbara arc tonight and...
I rewatched this specific shot, like, twelve times 😍😍😍
Nice to have moments like this when, you know, other scenes come up...
"Live to fight another day, boys." 💔
"Everyone, stop firing! We're shooting at our own men! Look, we're clones! WE'RE ALL CLONES!" 😭😭😭
Thank heavens for Rex being as observant as he is, noticing the tiny bit of chin showing under the fallen clone's helmet, and going to investigate 💔
So now that I'm sufficiently sad, next up is the slavery story...
#the clone wars#star wars#captain rex#clone trooper hardcase#i always have SO MANY THOUGHTS after watching this story#one of these days i'll write them all down#in the meantime just look at rex's gorgeous face#i'd include all the other clones' gorgeous faces but then we'd be here all day#rip hardcase#rip waxer#rip all the other clones that fell because of krell's treachery
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Hey uuuuuuuuuuuh what character organization tools do people use these days? As in, somewhere to store information about them, but also somewhere that I can easily link and share that info? Is toyhouse one of those? What's the deal with toyhouse?
#ragsycon exclusive#I'd thought for a very long time i was gonna make a wysiwyg website for all my ocs but that's. far too much work lol#campfire? is campfire another one?#my brain is full of leaks. i need to be writing down my character details in an easily updateable format
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oh god i was BEGGING for scenes like this with companions in DATV Something that actually felt dramatic and gave weight to their actions just to make me feel something (I was thinking about this when Lucanis got possessed by Spite in this scene)
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#I don't even like DAI's writing but it had little moments that kept me going#I felt like i kept waiting for some dramatic pay off to happen in DATV w the companions storylines and it never came#the closest I got was Davrin's with Isseya :// and a little bit w Harding and the Titans which sucks bc u have to kill one of them 🙄🙄🙄#and its so wierd bc 4 months ago I was very much NOT feeling DAI but now that i've played all 4 games and that I know#the pit falls of DAI and what to fix with mods#that game feels like a nice luxurious bath after a long day#<- a statement i'd never thought id be making pffff 🚬🚬🚬🚬#cullen rutherford#datv critical#da posting#adding to the tags days after: I feel this way bc a LOT of those companion quests in DATV really boil down to “this could've been an email”#whereas in DAI they were annoying (blackwall's grey warden trinket quest) but they had a MASSIVE payoff
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Thinking about them again and realising that I don't like the idea that Greylock was practically a bully to Cedric in their schooldays or that Cedric hated him. To each their own, but I think they're just two dorks with a bit of rivalry who get super competitive at times. They get along quite well together when they're not competing! Well, and when Greylock's not pranking him. He's just the annoying friend, I guess. I don't want Greylock to ever stop being annoying, and I want Cedric to be seriously concerned if he does stop.
As for why Cedric wouldn't consider him a friend: this is Season 2 Cedric. Literally his whole arc is about friendship.
#dude if i wasn't using the neighbour's awful wi-fi right now i'd rewatch the episode#i already have most of the clips of them saved to my phone#but i missed the one when they're in the castle#ALSO I DO NOT CARE IF I AM READING THEIR INTERACTIONS WRONG LET ME STAY BLISSFULLY IGNORANT#just kidding do tell me#also one reason i think they were never actually on bad terms is because them working together is not exactly made a huge deal by them#posting this because the more i actively think about them and write down my thoughts#the better ideas i get for my wip#and i just now got one that will definitely ease along the plot a lot better#and will also make cedric a bigger part of the plot#because currently his role is very tiny#anyways i'm open to criticism (not hate)#i love a good enemies to friends/lovers or whatever but they don't exactly seem like that to me#something much milder than enemies#greylock the grand#sofia the first#cedric the sorcerer
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