#it was always like ‘character A + de-aged character B’ and ‘character B + de-aged character A’

[misfitmiska]

Deeply unserious triumvirate fanart because apparently I have art-baby fever??

Companion piece to the transporter incident.

[toorumlk]

Hi I'm so freaking obsessed with your twitter.

Also what's your favorite Romione moment in the books and why?

ohohoho thank you, friend, i’m quite proud of some of the stuff i’ve posted on there B)

and as for my favourite romione moment in the books, when i read the question i first blanked out for a couple minutes, thinking of a bunch of smaller, sillier scenes. but then i remembered that i do have a favourite and it’s from chapter 11 of DH, when remus visited the trio at grimmauld place and filled them in on he goings on of the war -including the implementation of the muggle-born registry. ron’s response upon hearing this (after his immediate outrage) was

and it’s not just the hand holding and the “‘you won’t have a choice’ said Ron fiercely” that played out so vividly in my head like this:

but this scene demonstrates so perfectly the political weight of this pairing (muggleborn/blood traitor) which i think is the immovable narrative foundation of romione. all of their silly moments and idiosyncrasies aside, there is genuine narrative purpose behind this love. ron has always had an astute understanding of the blood supremacist politics of the wizarding world (need i remind that he was ready to curse shitco at the ripe age of 12 for calling hermione the in-universe slur) and just how wrong it is. ron is a pure-blood wizard and by design has so much privilege in this society bc of it, but by virtue of having parents like arthur and molly, he’s grown up knowing the importance of fighting against blood supremacist ideology. always.

so, after hearing about the completely horrifying muggleborn registry ("People won't let this happen," said Ron. "It is happening, Ron," said Lupin.), he immediately turns to his muggleborn best friend and love of his life and says “i’m making you a family member, i’m going to use the protection my family-name has and use it to protect you from the awful injustice of our situation, no you won’t have a choice but to let me help you”

i remember having such a… visceral reaction while reading this scene like holy shit .. these kids, THESE KIDS!!!!! this is the bone-marrow-deep love that makes me feel insane. this dynamic of the blood traitor/muggleborn always there, from CoS all the way to the epilogue. We get to see that romione is the story’s pure blood/muggleborn that finally made it (rip jily and tedromeda :(). we see it in hermione keeping her muggle last name after they get married (oh my god these two actually got married) and we also see it in the hyphenated Granger-Weasley (granger being first!) in their kids’ last names (oh my gof these two had TWO kids). they are a true symbol of change and progress in their world.

also this is one of those moments where i’m so glad that our only window to romiones relationship development is through harry’s narration because it so brilliantly shows the readers this blossoming love story instead of just telling us about it because harry obviously doesn’t have access to the inner thoughts of his two best friends, he can only witness them fall deeper in love. showing the audience acts of love is always more powerful and my god is this an act of showing your love to your beloved.

(and not to go on an unrelated tangent, but this is exactly why i could never ship my girl hermione w any DE or DE-adjacent character. no fucking way. not when the concept of a muggle-born registry exists in this universe, not when the antagonists in this story wish to eradicate people like her from their society. idk about the rest of y’all but im going to keep taking the narrative seriously bc the worldbuilding obviously has real world ties/implications and i like engaging with the canon. tangently to the tangent, i saw someone (a ron basher) on twitter say that ron, OUR RON FROM THE ABOVE EXCERPT, was “one bad day away from becoming a death eater” ohhhh ohhh i ought to beat you with sticks bc HUH? this is the same kid who said he would’ve boarded the train back to kings cross if he got sorted to slytherin, the house notorious for birthing DEs, at the tender age of 11)

anyways, all this to say is that romione is incredibly, realistically, materially romantic and i love them and i love their love <3

[jayaury]

Marrying the Maid

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Baron Lukas Instaf fell into his office chair with an audible groan.

Yes.

His office.

He had to keep reminding himself of that fact. To think, he would inherit the barony at a mere twenty years of age. It was quite a bit of pressure, he had to admit.

He found himself looking back at the imposing portrait hanging over the mantle of the fireplace. His father’s picture was of a grim, sullen man with dark hair and a face of hard, disapproving lines.

Lukas had inherited the man’s hair, if not his rough features. He was slimmer than his stocky father. Many said handsomer, and certainly younger. He flexed his hands on the arms of the chair uneasily and scanned the study. He didn’t much care for the decor. But that had always been his problem, as his father had frequently berated him. He was indecisive. Weak.

Well, Lukas had best start getting decisive. For this was his home now.

Well, mostly.

The door swung open with a bang. “Good morning master!”

He sat up sharply as a familiar figure bounced into the room. Clarissa, the family’s maid of two years, was a forceful personality in the house. She filled every room she stepped foot in with her presence and somewhat unconventional character. Lukas had no idea why his father had kept the boisterous redhead.

Well, that wasn’t entirely true. He had a good idea. Two of them, actually. Clarissa was bustier than some holstaurs. In fact, there were rumours that she was one of those bovine maidens, but had filed down her horns. Lukas wasn’t sure how much he believed that, but he did know that she did attend that new cow goddess church that was making waves. And she was unbelievably brash and forceful for a servant. Not to mention teasing. He’d often been at the receiving end of her attentions, leaving him flustered and annoyed.

And she was wearing scent again, he noticed with a sigh. Honestly, it seemed like every day she wore a new kind of perfume. The current one was jasmine, and was shockingly potent. Well, at least it was better than the rosemary she used to wear around his father. In fact, it was almost… pleasant.

“Clarissa!” he sighed, forcing himself not to stare at the maid’s impressive bust. “You-”

“Here with your tea!” she said, sliding the tray into place before him with a wink of her long lashes. “Starting off the morning well, as the big, strong baron should!”

“Clarissa, really. You can’t just-”

“Not to worry, my baron! There’s plenty of cream. I know how much you like it,” she added, picking up a pitcher and pouring a generous helping into his cup. “And you’ll need it today! Because we have quite a bit of work to do.”

In the midst of tidying his papers, Lukas paused. “We do?”

“Of course, my lord! Now that you are baron, we must decide on your betrothed.”

“M-my what!”

“And I have them right here!” Clarissa chimed, lifting a folder out from some hidden recess of her scandalously short skirt (it had to be custom. No other maid in the estate had such a revealingly tight uniform). “Shall we take a look, my baron?”

“Wh… Hold on now, I can’t just-”

“My baron!” Clarissa cried in mock horror. “Surely you realize the importance in choosing your bride? The barony cannot be left without a mistress. Not only for the hard work running the estate, but also the vital work of carrying on the family line! Which means we must choose the most ample, breedable, lovely wife for you.”

“B-breedable? Clarissa! That is-”

“Not to worry, my baron. I’m sure you can manage that. Why, any woman would consider herself lucky to be bent over your table as you thrust home, stuffing her full of your droit de seigneur.”

Lukas’s face burned as it always did whenever Clarissa got going like this. Not to say she was wrong, unfortunately. She was absolutely right. He did need to get married, but it still seemed so early to be shopping for a bride. “Clarissa, really. I-”

“Early to start, my baron! We must be. Once word gets out that Baron Instaf is not only single, but such an adorable, impressive, handsome piece of stud meat, why, we’ll be besieged by eligible young ladies looking to have you mount them like a prized mare! And whichever does will be lucky to have you. Take my word for it!”

“Clarissa! This is… that sort of talk is hardly-”

“You’re so right, my baron. Here I am, chattering away, and you haven’t even gotten a chance to look at the choices! Let’s take a look at the candidates, shall we?”

Lukas sighed, finally giving up. It was near impossible to stop Clarissa once she set her mind to something, though by gods he would soon. He’d have to talk to the head butler about firing her. She treated him far too casually. But for now, he supposed the best thing was just to get this business with the portraits over with.

“Fine,” he said. “Let’s take a look…”

“How wise, my dear baron,” Clarissa chirped merrily as she opened the folder to the first page, propping it up just underneath her immense bosom.

Lukas cleared his throat, forcing himself to look at the portrait and not the impressive pair of breasts just above it. “And this is…”

“Mirria Mable. Daughter of a lord in the southern country. Quite the pick specimen. An attractive if air headed young thing. Pretty, but not terribly bright. And not nearly as endowed as me, hm?”

“Clarissa! That’s hardly appropriate,” Lukas said, though he had to admit it was true, and his eyes did quickly steal a glance at Clarissa’s chest as if just to make sure of that. Gods, the room felt suffocating in the perfume she wore. He should open a window, though the scent wasn’t unpleasant. In fact, it was a bit… soothing.

Clarissa giggled. “Very true, my baron. We cannot judge a woman less blessed than myself in that respect. Some of us were merely born with a generous bosom. Perfect to lay one’s head upon.”

Lukas rolled his eyes, but felt his cheeks warm at the thought. “I ah… Well, what about the others?”

“The others? Of course, my lord,” Clarissa said, turning the page, her chest bouncing as she did so.

The sight made Lukas realize quite suddenly his mouth was very dry. With haste, he picked up a teacup and took a sip. Mm. Normally he wasn’t a big fan of cream in his tea, but wherever Clarissa got hers, it was delicious.

“Now then,” Clarissa said. “Lady Blumen from the duchy of Clausen seems like a perfect match for you. Nearly as busty as I am, and I know how important that is for you, my baron.”

“Not that important…” he mumbled.

“Ho ho!” Clarissa laughed, the throaty mirth making her breasts bounce most distractingly in her tight top. “How droll you are, my baron! But I know how much you value an impressive pair of breasts. You can barely keep your eyes off mine!”

Lukas flushed again, realizing he had been staring at her chest. He hastily took another sip of tea. Gods, he was feeling a bit light headed. “I ah… What else is there about her?”

“Why, only that she is something of a black widow, my baron. A nasty piece of work. She delights in wedding rich men, then crushing them beneath her heel. Nitpicking them until they don’t dare breathe without her approval. And what a cruel thing, my baron! Why, she cannot understand true love. The love of a good husband willing to do anything for his darling wife. Adore you. Worship her! She’s only in it for the quick cash! No sense of adoring her new spouse like the good boy he is.”

“S-sorry. Good boy?” Lukas said.

Clarissa giggled, her long lashes fluttering again. “Oh yes, my baron. A husband must be assured what a good boy he is. What a good, obedient, lovey dovey dummy he is to his beloved wife. Otherwise, he might get the most silly ideas in his head.”

Lukas felt his cheeks redden at the degrading words, even if they weren’t addressed to him. And he found his eyes looking at Clarissa’s breasts again. Big and soft. The subtle heave as she breathed. Or rather, the not so subtle. Looked like she was as into the discussion as he was.

“Er, right. Sure,” Lukas said, taking another sip of tea, sinking back into his seat with a sigh. “So, not her.”

“Oh no, my baron. You deserve so much better. So much bustier! So much more loving and adoring. A sweet wife who would show you what a good boy you are. Who would let you adore her like the happy, dopey husband you were always meant to be.”

“Er, yes. Yes. But uh… Who is the next one?”

“Oh yes, my baron. That would be the Countess Francesca,” Clarissa said, turning the next page. “But she wouldn’t make an appropriate wife for you either my lord.”

“Hm?” Lukas said, taking another sip, barely paying attention as he watched Clarissa’s breasts bounce. “She wouldn’t? Why… why not?”

“Oh my baron! Why, she does not want children.”

“O-oh,” Lukas said as he took another long drink of his tea. “Yes, that might… might be a problem. Need an heir…”

“Oh no, my baron. Not just one.”

“S-sorry?”

Clarissa gave him a knowing look. “Why, my dear baron, your wife must bear you many children! A dozen at least. A dozen happy, lovely children. Your wife needs to be very eager to take your virile seed. Because I know, my dear baron, that you’re far too much a stud to be satisfied with just one child. That you would like nothing more than to breed your beloved wife at every opportunity. To make her breasts so big… so heavy… so creamy and soft that you can’t help but play with them and kiss them every night.”

Lukas stared at her breasts. Gods, he could imagine it. Imagine those breasts bouncing. Heaving. Wobbling and Clarissa positively glowing from… from…

But… but no. He… he needed to only think of… of his wife like that. Yes. Only his wife. His beloved wife, whoever… whoever it turned out to be.

“I uh…”

“Oh dear, my baron,” Clarissa sighed, closing the folder dramatically, crossing her arms beneath her jiggling bust. “This just won’t do! It seems like there isn’t a noble woman in the land who can satisfy all your needs. A woman so busty. So loving. So beautiful and fertile to satisfy your very high standards.”

“I… y-yes. No one…”

“Oh!” Clarissa suddenly said, brightening visibly. “But then, of course! How silly of me. I didn’t think of that at all! Why, you don’t need a noblewoman for your wife.”

“I… I don’t?” Lukas said, frowning a little, brow wrinkling in concentration. Didn’t he? He was under the impression that was important…

“Oh no, my beloved baron,” Clarissa cooed as she planted her hands on the table, climbing onto it and crawling towards him, pendulous breasts swaying teasingly, her eyes hot, molten with something that made Lukas’s pulse quicken and pound. “Not at all. Why, if the noble stock isn’t up to the standards, then we must simply find another who is. One who is capable of seeing the greatness in you. The handsomeness. The virile… powerful… studliness in you.”

Lukas found himself instinctively retreating, pressing into the back of his chair, watching his maid move towards him like a she-wolf on the hunt. “Wh-who?”

“Now that is the question, isn’t it, my baron,” Clarissa giggled, straightening so she was kneeling on the desk in front of him, her hands cupping her breasts, fondling and massaging them teasingly. “She’d have to know your domain inside and out. She’d have to have every servant in the house already under her thumb. She’d have to know the ways you love things done. She’d have to be so pretty… so clever… so very… very… busty that you just couldn’t say no to her. Every idea she had would just seem like the bestest idea ever. Oops! Did I say breastest?”

“D-did you?” Lukas said, fairly drooling as he watched her bounce and mold her breasts together.

“Maybe I should have, hmm?” Clarissa said. “Because I know how much my baron loves breasts. Big… bouncy… soft breasts. That’s why I know he’ll make the right choice. I know he’ll decide on exactly the right person to be his baroness. To be his loving wife. His devoted mistress. His gorgeous… bouncy… beautiful bride. But who, my baron? Who is busty and smart and beautiful enough for that.”

“Wh-who?” Lukas gasped.

“Think hard, my baron,” Clarissa crooned.

Lukas tried to. He really did. But his mind just didn’t seem to want to cooperate. Every thought he had swirled and squished and bounced and wobbled like Clarissa’s breasts. He whimpered, biting his lower lip, trembling with need as his maid continued to massage her breasts, her buttons straining against her ample tit flesh until… until…

“Mmmm,” Clarissa moaned, tearing open the front of her uniform, her ample, pale breasts spilling into the open. Bouncing with heavy softness. Nipples dark accents to their creamy slopes.

Lukas gasped, jolting like from a physical blow as her breasts bounced free.

“Whoops!” Clarissa giggled. “Did I do that?”

“Y-you… you…” Lukas stammered.

Clarissa’s smile widened. “Me, my lord?” she said coyly. “You want me to be your gorgeous baroness?”

Lukas blinked blankly, his sloshing thoughts struggling. “I…”

“Well, it is true, my lord,” Clarissa cooed, her leg extending, foot pressing against his chest and pushing him and his chair back with a squeak. “I am so very smart. So very beautiful. So very…” she breathed, sliding off the desk, into his lap, Lukas groaning as her weight settled on the hardness of his tenting cock. “Very…” Clarissa moaned as she leaned forward, her ample titflesh pressing against his face. “...Busty…”

Lukas shuddered, inhaling, breathing in the heady scent of Clarissa’s breasts and body. A scent so potent and strong it made his toes curl. Sweet. Heavy and wonderful. Something so real. So potent. The jasmine stuffing his nose. Suffocating his thoughts. And with… with just a faint hint of cream…

“Oh, but whatever would society say,” Clarissa groaned, her hips rocking, rubbing herself upon his thick cock, making Lukas moan and pant under her as his cock throbbed with need. As her breasts squished his face between them and Clarissa’s weight ground him under her. “They might say such terrible things…”

“Ohhhh,” Lukas groaned.

“You’re so right, my baron,” Clarissa giggled. “True love overcomes all odds. And oh, but you do love me, my baron. You do love my big… soft… breasts. And I love you. Loved you so much I tried all sorts of alraune perfumes before I found the one that just. Makes. You. Melt.”

“Mmmm,” Lukas moaned as he inhaled deeply.

“And you love my wonderful, clever mind, don’t you?” Clarissa cooed as she gave her breasts a bounce, swirling his thoughts again to a lather. “So smart to think of buying that holstaur cream for your tea. So clever to know how malleable it makes a good boy. How needy and aroused by big breasts it makes him. How adoring and dumb. How needy and horny and obedient.

“But there is something bigger than my breasts, my baron,” Clarissa moaned as she squeezed her tits around his head. “Oh yes! Believe it. And that is my warm, adoring heart. Perfectly made for my darling baron. Utterly devoted to him. Because I know, my beloved baron, how haaaaard it is for you to think with me around. How distracted you get from a big… soft… pair of breasts. How hard it is for you to rule. You’re not suited for it, my lord. You’re just suited to be a lovey dovey bimbo. A perfect, obedient stud to your darling wife. And oh, my baron, do you really want me? Do you really need me?”

Lukas whimpered beneath his maid, his mind whirling. Drunk on lust and love and heavenly cream and her body. His hands trembled as they touched her, stroking her hips and rump. Touching her back and causing Clarissa to lean forward and bounce teasingly atop him, his chair creaking.

“Oh my baron. If you begged me, then, well, maybe,” Clarissa giggled. “If you told me how much you loved me, how much you need me, then maybe I’d believe you. Maybe I could be convinced to make you my adoring husband. My sweet, brainless stud of a man who’d do anything his busty wife said. Shall we try, my baron?”

“Mmmm,” Lukas moaned into her breasts.

“Let’s,” Clarissa crooned.

Lukas gasped as her breasts came off his face. He blinked dully as he found Clarissa smiling down at him, gaze smoldering and smirk hot with desire.

“I…” Lukas said.

“I want you, my baron,” Clarissa breathed. “Don’t you want me too?”

The note of hot passion in her tone dashed any effort of resistance from him. Lukas’s mouth trembled and he nodded, the truth escaping him in a panting gasp.

“Y-yes,” he said. “W-want you.”

“Do you, my baron?” Clarissa cooed as her hips rose, her hands teased down his chest and to his crotch, Lukas gasping as her fingers played with his bulge, undoing his zipper. “Do you want to fuck your beautiful bride? Propose to her and fuck her and breed her glorious pussy?”

“Y-yes!” Lukas whimpered, his cock springing into the open, a shock of pure ecstasy surging through him as her fingers wrapped around his length. “C-Clarissa, I… I…”

“Oh my baron,” Clarissa giggled, leaning in closer, her molten eyes hot, her rouged lips soft, enunciating every word as he felt his cock guided under the tickling hem of her skirt, brush the smooth skin of her inner thigh, drawn towards the heat of her naked pussy. “Just say… I do.”

“I… I… d-dooooo!” Lukas groaned, head falling back as Clarissa’s body eased down, his cock swallowed in the warm tightness of her pussy. His face buried again under the buxom softness of her ample tits.

“Mmmmm!” Clarissa moaned, her hips rocking, riding her atop his cock with slow, passionate motions that sent throbbing ecstasy radiating through his body and manhood. “Ohhhh my baaaaron! Yes! Yes! I will! I’ll be your baroness! I’ll be your gorgeous wife! Your perfect lover! Your loving, breedable bride. Ah. Ah! Oh goddess yes! Fuck me! Fill me with your cock!”

Lukas groaned beneath her, his lips kissing and licking her breasts, lost in the creamy valley of her tits, trapped in the ecstasy of her figure and the seemingly endless ampleness of her bouncy breasts. His cock throbbed in her, squeezed by her adoring inner walls. Heat consumed him. Pleasure subsumed him.

It was so good. So perfect. He couldn’t break free. Couldn’t resist. The need to cum surged within him. Devoured him. Urged him towards the inevitability of climax. He panted, gasping, moaning under her.

“Yes!” Clarissa gasped. “Oh my baron! Oh my husband! Yes! Fuck me! Fill me! Stuff me full of your cum! Ohhhhh my baron! I neeeed it! Need your mnnn! Your cum! Ah. Yes. Yes! Cum in me, Lukas. Cum in your bride! Fuck me! Breed me! Now! Breed me… nooooow!”

Her voice rose, a crescendo of shameless pleasure, her inner walls tightening, flexing, squeezing his cock with the glory of her peak. As her breasts shuddered around his head, Lukas cried out, surrendering to her pleasure, his cock throbbing, his balls tightening.

And he came.

Blessed release seemed to burst within him. Sear him. Devour him. His cock surrendered to her, filling her in sharp bursts of heady pleasure.

Lukas moaned, lost in her breasts. Lost in the pleasure. Floating in a sea of creamy ecstasy and delight, his mind sinking under waves of soft, bouncy bliss.

Atop him, Clarissa cooed, giggling as she felt him sag, lost beneath her breasts. Her arms wrapped around her new husband’s head, pulling him deeper into her bosom as she looked about the study. Ugh. Such depressing decoration. She’d have to get it cleaned out. And the room would make such a lovely nursery too.

She giggled, admiring the dazed expression of her former master as she smothered him beneath her breasts. She couldn’t wait for the wedding. Especially since she promised that holstaur priestess and her alraune friend they could be her bridesmaids. After all, when one was looking for a husband, one needed a foot in the door. And she just knew her beloved betrothed had some friends in need of busty, brainwashing brides.

Clarissa hummed contentedly, lazily rocking her hips, feeling Lukas’s cock stir anew within her, ready for round two.

Mmm.

All too easy for a clever, busty girl like her…

[mirka-pipirka]

Анкета Агнес Брикс.

Agnes Brix's profile.

Внимание! Это не канон! Все, что вы прочтете дальше, является творчеством художницы Мирки и никоим образом не относится к официальному контенту!

Attention! This is not canon! Everything you read next is the work of the artist Mirka and in no way refers to the official content!

(Я пользуюсь переводчиком, поэтому, если найдёте ошибки, прошу прощения!)

(I use a translator, so if you find any mistakes, I apologize!)

Агнес Брикс – это вымышленный оригинальный персонаж по новелле «The kid at the back», созданный осенью 2024 года художником Mirka. Концепт героини взят из начальной биографии повествующего лица новеллы, однако дальнейшее развитие было пересмотрено автором из личных взглядов.

Agnes Brix is a fictional original character based on the novella "The kid at the back", created in the fall of 2024 by artist Mirka. The concept of the heroine is taken from the initial biography of the narrator of the novel, but further development was revised by the author based on personal views.

Имя и фамилия; прозвища: Агнес Брикс; Красный полицейский, Мисс протеин.

First and last name; nicknames: Agnes Brix; Red Policeman, Miss Protein.

Возраст: 22 года.

Age: 22 years old.

Рост; вес: 165 см; ≈75 кг.

Height; weight: 165 cm;≈75 kg.

Дата рождения; знак зодиака; тип личности: 1 июня; Близнецы; ENFP.

Date of birth; zodiac sign; personality type: June 1; Gemini; ENFP.

Группа крови: B.

Blood type: B.

Размер обуви: 24,5 см.

Shoe size: 24.5 cm.

Доминирующее полушарие мозга: правое (гуманитарий)

Dominant hemisphere of the brain: right (humanities)

Девиз: «Душе нужна вера в то, что все будет хорошо»

Motto: «The soul needs faith that everything will be fine»

Цвет персонажа: бордово-красный.

Character's color: maroon-red.

Животное персонажа: Олень.

Character's animal: Deer.

Состав семьи: Отец – Марк Брикс, фермер, 52 года, жив. Мать – Адила де Волье, 50 лет, жива. Известно лишь то, что она развелась с Марком по веской причине, связанной с её семьей во Франции.

Family composition: Father - Mark Brix, farmer, 52 years old, alive. Mother - Adila de Vollier, 50 years old, alive. All that is known is that she divorced Mark for a good reason related to her family in France.

Принадлежность: Titan-city, Университет Олимпия, 4 курс, факультет (???); посещает секцию бокса отдельно от университета, но числится в клубе женского бокса Олимпии, часто меняет подработку.

Affiliation: Titan City, Olympia University, 4th year, faculty (???); attends the boxing section separately from the university, but is a member of the Olympia Women's boxing Club, often changes jobs.

Ориентация: гетеро

Orientation: Heterosexual

Семейное положение: свободна, не влюблена.

Marital status: not married, not in love.

Любимая еда: барбекю (шашлык), домашнее варенье. В последнее время подсела на лапшу быстрого приготовления и на мясо по скидке из супермаркета рядом с апартаментами.

Favorite food: barbecue, homemade jam. Lately, she become addicted to instant noodles and discounted meat at the supermarket near house.

Любимая музыка: Чаще всего слушает инструментал струнных, но также любит поп и рок-музыку. Любимый трек: Not Gonna Die – Skillet. Характеризующая персонажа песня: Мой друг – Би-2; Minna no peace - Afuromania.

Favorite music: She mostly listens to instrumental strings, but also likes pop and rock music. Favorite track: Not Gonna Die – Skillet. A song describing a character: Мой друг – Би-2; Minna no peace - Afuromania.

Любимый жанр кино: БОЕВИК!

Favorite movie genre: ACTION MOVIE!

Любимый фильм: «Шоу Трумана» 1998 г.

Favorite movie: «The Truman Show» 1998

Любимое аниме: «Гуррен-Лаганн» («Всегда покрываюсь мурашками при просмотре!»)

Favorite anime: «Gurren-Lagann» («I always get goosebumps when watching!»)

Любимый цвет: голубой («Напоминает мне о детстве, когда часами могла валяться на траве и глядеть в небо»)

Favorite color: blue («Reminds me of my childhood, when I could lie on the grass for hours and stare at the sky»)

Любимое занятие/хобби/хорошие навыки: заниматься спортом, бегать, прыгать, кататься по полу, кататься на велосипеде, кататься на лошади, лазать на деревья, рубить дрова, садовничать, плавать, таскать воду, таскать тяжести, танцевать, качаться, бить грушу, бить мяч, биться, битье…стоп!нет!никакого насилия! В общем, ей нравится физическая активность больше всего на свете! Также нравится играть на гитаре, готовить, убираться, стирать, много разговаривать, узнавать что-то интересное и новое о других людях, есть вкусную еду после тяжелого дня.

Favorite activity/hobby/good skills: playing sports, running, jumping, rolling on the floor, riding a bike, riding a horse, climbing trees, chopping wood, gardening, swimming, carrying water, carrying weights, dancing, swinging, hitting a pear, hitting a ball, hitting, hitting... stop!No!No violence! In general, she likes physical activity more than anything in the world! I also like playing the guitar, cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, talking a lot, learning something interesting and new about other people, eating delicious food after a hard day.

Неожиданный навык: ходить на руках и шевелить ушами.

An unexpected skill: walking on hands and wiggling ears.

Предпочтение в одежде: «Я живу по средствам, поэтому особо выбирать не приходится, но…осознанно стала чаще носить красный верх»

Preference in clothes: «I live within my means, so I don't have to choose much, but ... I consciously began to wear a red more often»

Любимое время года: конец весны.

Favorite time of the year: late spring.

Сильные стороны, преимущества: прекрасная ориентация в лесном пространстве; оптимистичный взгляд на мир; сильная вера в себя и окружающих: этим она мотивирует и вдохновляет других; грубая психика, благодаря которой смогла справиться с большей частью своих проблем; не боится крови.

Strengths and advantages: excellent orientation in the forest; an optimistic view of the world; strong faith in herself and others: this motivates and inspires others; a rough psyche, thanks to which she was able to cope with most of her problems; she is not afraid of blood.

Фетиши: «Если я правильно поняла значение этого слова, то, наверное, глаза? Люблю смотреть людям в глаза»

Fetishes: «If I understand the meaning of the word correctly, I guess eyes? I like to look people in the eyes»

Типаж:

– Брит, скажи, а что такое «типаж»? Это мои любимые слова-паразиты или что?

– Нет, Агнес, типаж – это тот, кто бы смог тебе понравиться. Кого бы ты полюбила?

– Ну, я папу люблю…себя люблю…о! И тебя, и Джесс, и Дерила, и Гео, и Кроу и...!

– Всё, прошу, молчи.

Type:

– Brit, tell me, what is a «type»? Does it have something to do with the type of character? Sanguine, choleric, or...?

– No, Agnes, a type is someone you might like. Who would you love?

– Well, I love Dad... I love myself... oh! and you, and Jess, and Daryl, and Geo, and Crowe...!

– All right, all right, please be quiet.

Другие любимые вещи: холодный душ после тренировки; запах свежего хлеба; забавные завитки прядей у Брит; пополнение зарплатной карты; теплые носки; миленькие очки Джесс; ранний подъем; шерстяной зимний шарф; забитый гол Дерила; ужин в компании; слёзы во время фильма; анекдоты про ежиков; фейерверки; хвостики у Гео и Хьюго; кемпинг; песни у костра; душевные разговоры на кухне; жевать травинку; пуговицы на жилетке Кроу и полосатые рукава Сола.

Other favorite things: a cold shower after a workout; the smell of fresh bread; funny curls of Brit's strands; replenishment of the salary card; warm socks; cute glasses Jess; early rise; woolen winter scarf; scored a goal by Daryl; dinner in the company; tears during the movie; jokes about hedgehogs; fireworks; ponytails Geo and Hugo; camping; campfire songs; soulful conversations in the kitchen; chewing a blade of grass; buttons on Crowe's vest and striped sleeves of Sol.

Что заставляет смущаться: Агнес без комплексов. Единственное, что реально может её смутить – принаряживание. Она стесняется выглядеть слишком красиво.

What makes you feel embarrassed: Agnes has no complexes. The only thing that can really embarrass her is primping. She's embarrassed to look too pretty.

Спорное отношение (неопределенное в связи с обстоятельствами): домашний скот, судьба, религия, нетрадиционные отношения, город, своя квартира, майонез.

Controversial relationship (indefinite due to circumstances): livestock, fate, religion, non-traditional relationships, city, own apartment, mayonnaise.

Нелюбимая еда: газировка («У меня всегда от них живот крутит»), протеин с шоколадным вкусом («Меня пытаются обмануть?»). В остальном она не привередлива.

Disliked foods: sodas («They always make me sick to my stomach»), chocolate-flavored protein («Are they trying to trick me?»). Other than that, she's not picky

Нелюбимая музыка: Рэп. (Бесится, что не может его зачитывать)

Disliked music: Rap. (freaks out that she can't read it out)

Нелюбимый стиль: отсутствует, ей нравится индивидуальность людей в любом ключе. Однако сама не наденет неудобную одежду, например, что-то слишком декорированное и вычурное.

Disliked style: none, she likes people's individuality in any way. However, she herself will not wear uncomfortable clothes, for example, something too decorated and flashy.

Нелюбимый цвет: отсутствует. И все же есть цвет, который навевает ей грусть и тоску по дому – зелёный. («Скатерть в моем доме была в клеточку и мягко-зелёного оттенка…многие счастливые моменты прошлого связаны именно с ней»)

Disliked color: None. And yet there is a color that brings her sadness and homesickness - green. («The tablecloth in my house was checkered and of a soft green shade...many happy moments of the past are connected with it��)

Нелюбимое занятие: много думать, спорить, считать в уме, пользоваться мессенджерами, сидеть на месте больше двух часов (дальше – пытка!), идти домой в одиночестве, оставаться наедине со своими мыслями; чинить (бить) духовку, чтобы она включилась; лгать, отчитываться, возиться в складе ботанического сада, ходить в больницы.

Disliked activities: thinking a lot, arguing, counting in my mind, using messengers, sitting still for more than two hours (beyond that - torture!), going home alone, being alone with my thoughts; fixing (beating) the oven to get it to turn on; lying, reporting, messing around in the botanical garden warehouse, going to hospitals.

Что раздражает в людях: пессимистичность, нытье, слабохарактерность, инфантилизм и неумение отстаивать свое мнение, пустые понты.

What annoys in people: pessimism, whining, weak character, infantilism and the inability to defend their opinions, empty ponty.

Слабые стороны: безрассудность; доверчивость, поиск справедливости во всем, что играет с ней злую шутку; бестактность; слишком строга к себе и окружающим; проявление лицемерия по ходу развития сюжета; неумение понимать намеки и новомодные слова, открытая глупость, громкий храп, отвратительное пение и рисование.

Weaknesses: recklessness; gullibility, seeking justice in everything, which plays a cruel joke on her; tactlessness; too hard on herself and others; displaying hypocrisy as the plot progresses; inability to understand hints and newfangled words, open stupidity, loud snoring, obnoxious singing and drawing.

Слабое место: спина

Weakness: back.

Главный страх: лишиться дома; не смотря на старания и честный труд, остаться, в итоге, ни с чем.

Main fear: she is afraid of losing her home and farm; despite her efforts and honest labor, she is afraid of being left with nothing in the end.

Другие нелюбимые вещи: бытовая техника в своей квартире, духота, приторно-сладкий запах духов, отсутствие времени на себя и друзей, не любит болеть, недосказанность, недоверие, слишком грустные сюжеты с трагичным концом, бубнеж под нос.

Other dislike things: appliances in apartment, stuffiness, sweet-sweet smell of perfume, lack of time for myself and friends, doesn't like to be sick, understatement, distrust, too sad stories with a tragic ending, muttering under nose.

Что заставляет грустить?: когда люди говорят, что совсем себя не любят; чувство одиночества, усталость, навязчивые мысли. (организм реагирует на стресс плачем – Агнес часто засыпает и просыпается в слезах)

What makes sad?: when people say they don't like themselves at all; feeling lonely, tired, obsessive thoughts. (the body reacts to stress by crying - Agnes often falls asleep and wakes up crying)

Внешность:

Агнес – девушка среднего роста, но весьма мускульного телосложения, на это повлияли сельский труд и дальнейшие силовые тренировки. Четко выраженные ��ицепсы и трицепсы, присутствует пресс, объемные бедра и ягодицы. Кожа сама по себе светлая, но лицо и руки чуть более загорелые. Этого не будет видно, пока не снимет одежду. Грубая кожа рук, как наждачка.

Лицо овальной формы, щеки покрыты веснушками. Глаза карие, относительно большие, обрамлены длинными ресницами. Весьма яркая мимика, что отражается на припухлых губах и относительно густых бровях.

Волосы русые, прямые, пробор волос также прямой, открытый лоб. Пряди, что у лица, закрепляет резинкой сзади. Часто завязывает волосы в высокий хвост, либо с помощью крабика в своеобразный пучок.

Не носит неудобную одежду, предпочитает что-то простое и тянущееся, чаще всего это спортивная одежда. Повседневный прикид на данный момент состоит из красной клетчатой рубашки, белой майки под низ и светло-голубые джинсы. Удивительно хорошего качества коричневая обувь – она сделана из натуральной кожи вручную сапожником, что жил недалеко от их дома с фермой.

Многие люди отмечают, что у Агнес слишком миленькое выражение лица по сравнению с телом, это правда – её лицо действительно более женственное, чем, например, те же руки. Но девушку подобное абсолютно не волнует.

Appearance:

Agnes is a girl of average height, but relatively muscular, as a result of rural labor and further strength training. She has well defined biceps and triceps, abs, voluminous thighs and buttocks. Her skin itself is a light shade, but her face and arms are slightly more tanned. This is only noticeable after removing her clothes. The rough skin of the hands resembles sandpaper.

The face is oval in shape, and the cheeks are studded with freckles. The eyes are brown, relatively large, framed by long lashes. Very bright facial expressions, which is reflected in the plump lips and relatively thick eyebrows.

The hair is russet, straight, the parting is also straight, open forehead. The strands that are near the face are secured with an elastic band in the back. Often ties her hair in a high ponytail or with the help of a crabik in a kind of bundle.

Does not wear uncomfortable clothes, prefers something simple and stretchy, most often it is sportswear. Daily attire at the moment consists of a red plaid shirt, white undershirt and light blue jeans. The brown shoes are surprisingly high quality - they are handmade from genuine leather by a cobbler who lived near their farmhouse.

Many people say that Agnes has too cute expression compared to her body, it's true - her face is really more feminine than, for example, the same hands. But the girl doesn't care about such things at all.

Характер:

Если девушку описывать тремя словами, то это будут: честность, воодушевление, усталость. Но мы разберёмся в ней более подробно, ведь так?

Агнес действительно сильный человек – к этому заключению можно прийти не только глядя на её внушающее телосложение, но и, разумеется, на поступки и принципы: они твёрдые, как скала. Например, одним из её кредо является: «Чем проще – тем лучше», при чем, оно касается чуть ли не всех аспектов в жизни, начиная от удобной кофты, заканчивая взглядом на решение проблем. Может показаться, будто таким образом она, наоборот, пытается избежать дискомфорта. Отчасти – да, это так, однако за этим кредо стоит также убежденность в необходимости смирения с происходящим. Принять возникшую трудность как данность, факт, и, в конце концов, сделать всё от себя зависящееся, чтобы данную проблему решить. Отсюда вытекает непоколебимая вера в себя. Вера в то, что как бы плохо не было сейчас, дальше, впереди, обязательно будет свет.

«Если в тебя не верят окружающие, стань тем, кто в тебя поверит» - фраза, которую Агнес часто повторяет себе и тем, кто абсолютно себя не любит и ценит. Ей становится от этого очень грустно.

Девушка, как вы уже поняли, эмоциональна открыта: если хочет смеяться – смеётся, хочет плакать – плачет. Вот только с гневом дела обстоят несколько сложнее. Нет, я говорю не про обычную быстро вспыхнувшую злость или раздражение, а именно гнев. К сожалению, если она не будет контролировать это чувство, то последствия могут быть плачевны и для неё, и для окружающих. Поэтому в критические моменты изо всех сил старается держать себя в руках. Хотя, зная, какой порой твердолобой может быть Агнес, её не так просто по-настоящему разгневать. Обойдёмся без провокаций?

Да, эта девчонка – тупица. Многие едкие комментарии или метафоры она переворачивает с ног на голову, а потом толкует по-своему, чем часто удивляет. А про романтические намёки …лучше молчать. Честно говоря, не всегда понятно, когда она понимает происходящее, но притворяется дурочкой, а когда действительно глупит. Чаще второе.

Каким-то невероятным чудом попадает в кучу нелепых обстоятельств…дело в её комичности?

Одним из её недостатков является невоспитанность. Она часто перебивает других, громко кричит и, в целом, может вести себя вызывающе. На самом деле, весьма часто не учитывает мнение большинства, тем самым создавая лишние проблемы.

Она часто говорит другим отпустить свое прошлое и двиг��ться вперёд, но точно ли она сама полностью отпустила его?

В глубине души она очень уставший человек, тем не менее не позволяет себе сдаваться. Ей есть за что бороться.

Агнес сложно смутить, во многом она непоколебимая и твердолобая, и все же способ есть – накрасьте и приоденьте её! Поверьте: милее вы ничего не видели!

Намного спокойнее и гармоничнее она становится вечером, когда устала. В эти минуты с ней можно поговорить на более глубокие темы.

Как и говорилось ранее, Агнес весьма оптимистична! Даже если ей приходится вести себя таким образом, попросту чтобы не сойти с ума от нервного перенапряжения, подобное все равно достойно восхищения. По этой причине, возможно, люди и тянутся к ней. Есть что-то такое в этой девушке, из-за чего многие вдохновляются. Широкая улыбка? Уверенная стойка? Громкая, отчетливая речь? Верно, непременно. Но, пожалуй, если вы станете её другом, то поймёте, что истинная причина в желании находиться с ней рядом вовсе не в образе всесильной героини, а в умении поддержать. Создать вокруг себя атмосферу уюта и заботы, даже если у самой силы на исходе. Такой она человек.

Character:

If a girl is described in three words, they would be: honest, enthusiastic, tired. But we'll get into her in more detail, won't we?

Agnes is a really strong person - one can come to this conclusion not only by looking at her impressive physique, but also, of course, by her actions and principles: they are as solid as a rock. For example, one of her credo is: «The simpler the better», and it applies to almost every aspect of life, from a comfortable sweater to the way she looks at solving problems. It may seem as if she is trying to avoid discomfort by doing so. In part, yes, this is true, but behind this credo is also the conviction that it is necessary to come to terms with what is happening. To accept the difficulty as a given, as a fact, and, in the end, to do everything in one's power to solve the problem. From this comes an unshakeable faith in oneself. The belief that no matter how bad things are now, there will definitely be light ahead.

«If people around you don't believe in you, become someone who does» is a phrase that Agnes often repeats to herself and to those who don't like or value themselves at all. It makes her very sad.

A girl, as you have already realized, is emotionally open: if she wants to laugh - she laughs, if she wants to cry - she cries. But anger is a little more complicated. No, I'm not talking about the usual quick-flash irritation, but anger or hatred. Unfortunately, if she does not control this feeling, the consequences can be dire both for herself and for others. Therefore, at critical moments tries hard to keep herself in control. Although, knowing how hard-headed Agnes can be at times, it is not easy to make her really angry. Without provocation?

Yes, this girl is a fool. She turns many a sarcastic comment or metaphor upside down and then interprets it in her own way, which is often surprising. And about the romantic innuendos... I'd rather not say anything. Honestly, it's not always clear when she realizes what's going on but is playing dumb, and when she's really stupid. It's more often the latter.

By some unbelievable miracle she finds herself in a bunch of ridiculous circumstances.... is that because she's comical?

One of her faults is her rudeness. She often interrupts others, yells loudly, and can generally behave in a defiant manner.

In fact, quite often disregards the majority opinion, thus creating unnecessary problems.

She often tells others to let go of their past and move forward, but has she let go of it completely?

Deep down she is a very tired person, yet she does not allow herself to give up. She has a lot to fight for.

Agnes is hard to embarrass, in many ways she is unwavering and hard-headed, and yet there is a way - put some makeup on and dress her up! Believe me: you've never seen anything cuter!

Much more calm and harmonious she becomes in the evening, when she is tired. In these moments you can talk to her on deeper topics.

As said before, Agnes is very optimistic! Even if she has to behave in this way simply to avoid going crazy from nervous tension, it is still admirable. That's probably why people are drawn to her. There's something about this girl that makes many people inspired. A wide smile? A confident strut? A loud, clear speech? That's right, absolutely. But perhaps if you become her friend, you will realize that the real reason for wanting to be around her is not the image of an omnipotent heroine, but in the ability to support. To create an atmosphere of comfort and care around her, even if she herself is running out of strength. That's the kind of person she is.

[graciereadshannigram]

hey fam, welcome to the November round up of all my favorite fics i read this month!!

as a reminder: the ingredients for a five star rating typically (but not always!!) include some combination of a.) believable characterizations of both Hannibal and Will, b.) compelling plot and/or character arcs, and c.) high quality smut.

that being said, my judgment of the aforementioned ingredients is powered almost exclusively by vibes and as such, it's incredibly subjective.

you can find past recs below:

February March April May June July August September October

you can now also find ALL of the five star fics in my 5 Star Hannigram Fics collection on ao3 :))))

and if you have any recs of your own for me, PLEASE SHARE.

without further ado, and in no particular order, let's go!

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WET by agarina_amigara

Word Count: 5652 Summary: the prompt for day 5 of fcktober: "wet"Post-Fall. The water filtration on the boat sailing Hannibal and Will to freedom sucks ass. Thankfully Will is good with his hands. So is Hannibal.

i desperately need more 'Will being good at fixing boats' fics lolol this was so good!!

Only One Night? by onmywayhome

Word Count: 3203 Summary: It had been 20 minutes of him laying down with his eyes closed, still awake. The only thing that caused his eyes to open was the feeling of his psychiatrist wrapping his arm around his stomach. He pulled Will in closer, Will could hear the faint noise of snoring, ‘Is he asleep?’ he thought to himself, he suddenly felt something poking his backside as Hannibal pushed closer. ‘Oh.’-OR-Hannibal and Will have to share 1 hotel room (and 1 bed ;)) which brings out some intense feelings in both of them

oooooooooookay, i saw the "only one bed" tag and blacked out, love love love love. (it's just PWP, what more do you want from me?)

The Corpse-Angel's Blessing by @dbmars

Word Count: Summary: Will Graham is the omegan prince of the kingdom of Gaulemagne. Despite being the eldest child of the murdered king and queen, he cannot take the throne - the crown is reserved for alphas only, and his brother Matthew will rule once he comes of age. In the meantime, Will and beta princess Alana are under the guardianship of the Regent, their father's first cousin: Frederick Raul de Brûler, Earl of Chilton. Gaulemagne suffers under Chilton's rule. Will's only method of resistance is writing anonymous pamphlets about omegan rights and getting them into the hands of those who can affect change. Chilton knows this brilliant omega is trouble, and arranges a marriage for him with Alpha King Hannibal, the sovereign of Eidermark, the last "civilized" kingdom before the Northern Wastes - a tundraland filled with dangerous nomads uniting under the banner of a man calling himself the Great Red Dragon. Will is sold to King Hannibal the Vicious, traded along with a herd of cattle and casks of wine for weapons and armor. He travels to Eidermark determined to stand up for his beliefs and resist any way he can. And yet... there is more to King Hannibal than anyone knows...

this was a TREAT!!! (idk what else i'd be expecting from dbmars though) the tag 'hannigram is very very horny for eachother but they have to wait for the wedding' is what initially got me and wowow.

Safehome by @dbmars

Word Count: 27798 Summary: On the run, Will and Hannibal lay low for a month in a safehouse in rural Iowa.“We could disappear now. Tonight. Feed your dogs, leave a note for Alana, and never see her or Jack again. Almost polite.”Will’s mind railed against the words. His resistance was powerful at first, like the failure of a mighty dam holding back a river, the water pounding down to the valley below. No. Of course not. Hannibal had to pay for what he’d done to Abigail Hobbs. Jack Crawford was his friend and on the right side of the law. The plan to betray Hannibal would go down exactly as they’d plotted together.But then...Will opened his mouth to artfully refuse.Instead, he heard himself say, “Let’s go.”This is a finished, polished version of my DoMAYstic 2023 prompt challenge completed with twitter x threads. I was saving it to publish in May of 2024 with more smut and better writing, and then suddenly I realized IT'S JUNE AND I FORGOT TO POST IT.So, anyway. If you're looking for a comfort fic, this is pretty damn sweet. And if you've ever lived in the Midwest, well... you get it.

oh oh oh oh this was so freaking good. it was beautiful, it was poignant, it felt like home (hi hello, i am from the upper midwest), it felt like a hug. i love them so much.

Strangers with History by sourweather

Word Count: 2843 Summary: Will and Hannibal both like to visit a website that allows them to sext with random, anonymous strangers. What are the odds they would match with each other?It had to happen eventually.

I want like… 80k words of Will and Hanni sexting each other anonymously while normal s1 events are happening, you know? Or s2.

Night Terrors by @gnawing-suspicion

Word Count: 2665 Summary: Will Graham wakes up from a sex dream about his therapist. It throws off his whole morning.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I AM DECEASED THIS WAS SO HOT. the entire series is fucking AMAZING, @gnawing-suspicion bb you're amazing <3

Birthday Wish by Redeye17

Word Count: 5927 Summary: Will makes an impulsive wish and is dismayed to find it granted by the gods of love.-"I feel it's pertinent to ask you what exactly you wished for last night."Will rapidly mentally calculates how to explain the situation. He certainly hadn’t fucking wished to be a woman, but he has to admit that it is perhaps an easier solution to his wish than the logistical hurdles that carrying a baby in his male body would present."I can't tell you. If I do, it won't come true," Will mumbles out against Hannibal’s chest after a moment's hesitation.

DELICIOUS

Quarantined by KatherineKrawl

Word Count: 9102 Summary: En route to Kansas City for a murder case, Hannibal and Will get an urgent call from Jack, telling them to self-quarantine immediately in a small cabin near the woods. Shopping at Walmart, one double bed and no suits will bring them both a lot of 'firsts'.-“Perhaps we could...” and before Will could turn, an arm extended before his chest to pick a bottle from the pile. “...forgo this for the coming weeks?”Hannibal had appeared beside him, and Will saw the cart he was dragging after himself filled to the brim with cans, bags, bottles and packages. Toilet paper, too.Hannibal had been smart rather than stubborn by forgoing the fresh, perishable produce, and Will was relieved to see it. The look in those amber eyes, however, was... haunting.“That's my aftershave,” Will frowned, as he watched the glass bottle with the little blue ship being removed from the basket.

Enough time has passed since those initial days of the pandemic that this was actual perfection. I loved this so freaking much. And the marshmallow bed. Naturally.

responsible, forever, for what you have tamed by multifandom_fanfic_writer

Word Count: 6689 Summary: There was only one bed.

ONLY ONE BED. God, this was perfect.

To Fuel Your Radiance by GoldenUsagi

Word Count: 21340 Summary: AU where Will is the actual Devil. After Hannibal sells his soul, a fascination begins to develop between them. Will is intrigued by the unique monster Hannibal is, while Hannibal thinks Will is the most magnificent thing he's ever encountered. As their conversations continue, their involvement with each other becomes something else entirely.

Oh this was excellent. This dialogue here was TOP NOTCH.

If i went to touch you now (what would you do?) by LumusWinter

Word Count: 1944 Summary: Will tries to make Hannibal jealous. Needless to say, it works. Set during the second half of season 2.

This was hot PWP, love Will Graham being a size queen.

SEMI-BUTLER by TheSeaVoices

Word Count: 23714 Summary: A modern day Master/servant Hannigram AU. This idea came to me whilst working (literally on my hands and knees applying gold leaf) in one of the extraordinary Cheshire mansions I find myself in surprisingly regularly. I am continually surprised by the inexplicably loyal staff managers (nobody ever says the word BUTLER - but they are), proudly servile and selfless.Will inherits such a property in North West England, complete with staff and an interesting sort-of-butler who enjoys his work. REALLY enjoys his work.Also inspired by Jeeves and Wooster which I'm currently re-reading and loving, and all butlers everywhere. Oh, and Men On Edge :)Encouragement, ideas and pointers have really helped, thanks to:@weconqueratdawn@thecountessolivia@zigzagwanderer@aviran007@zacharybosch@fragile-teacup (Mrs_Gene_Hunt)

This was so OOC for Hannibal and Will, BUT i loved them anyway, and the sheer creativity when it came to the smut ramped this up to five stars for me!

Graham Cam by bigfootghostdick

Word Count: 19363 Summary: In nearly every aspect of his life, Hannibal is wholly unabashed in the endeavors he chooses to take on, especially where Will is concerned. At his core, he lives outside the realm of societal norms, so in a twisted effort to learn more about the beautiful empath that has captured his attention so utterly, he decides to install hidden cameras inside Will’s home.Will is blissfully unaware…or is he?

Will Graham showing off for Hannibal on the cameras Hannibal set up without telling Will? God, this was perfect.

It takes four by TheRosetteThief

Word Count: 4893 Summary: Adam confesses that he has a dirty fantasy to Hannibal. Hannibal talks him into letting him help him act it out with Will and Nigel.It's really just shameless foursome smut written for my lovely friends.

okay yes this is technically not just hannigram, but HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA good lord, I think if I could be Adam in this scenario, that would fix me.

The Pleasure Was Ours by wyldefire

Word Count: 4215 Summary: “Hear that, Han? Fucking your boy full. He fucking loves my cock.” Nigel teased, reaching up and tweaking at a nipple, nearly drawing a cry from Will’s lips. “Hush. Go on, Will. What else?” Hannibal replied, unfazed by his brother’s taunts. “And… And… I need… I need more. Fuck, Hannibal, I need more. I need more. Please.” Will begged. “What do you need, William?” Hannibal inquired. “You.”

Once again, not strictly Hannigram but... yeah, I'll see myself out. Trans Will in this was perfect.

A Joy Hard Learned in Winter was the Warming of the Bed by omnilegent

Word Count: 2709 Summary: The doctor took the key and opened the door, revealing a pretty standard motel room. Small en-suite with the light still on, terrible TV leaning precariously off the wall, clean but worn out to almost complete smoothness carpet. And only one bed.Ah.‘Adequate.’ Hannibal sniffed, hanging his coat up and feeling the fluffiness (or lack thereof) of the pillows.‘Yeah?’ Will asked, nervous that Hannibal was going to demand another room out of disgust.‘It’s only a night, after all.’ He gave Will a look, fond with a teasing twinkle that he couldn’t quite understand. ‘Unless you would be uncomfortable?’‘No!’ Will replied all too fast. ‘No. Better than the car.’ He tried to quip, but Hannibal’s smirk grew toothy.‘I assure you, I will keep you far warmer than the car heaters can.’—————The boys get stuck in a snowstorm and have to stay in a motel - but guess what? There was only one bed!

THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED.

Appetites of the Flesh by Magnetism_bind

Word Count: 2902 Summary: Will gets aroused at murder scenes. Eventually this gets noticed.

So this is a thing now for me, I guess!!!

The Business of Pleasure by Magnetism_bind

Word Count: 23888 Summary: Hannibal hires a hooker with the intention of eating him after he’s done fucking him.His plans change when he sees the hooker.

Give me moreeeeeeeeeeeeee.

A Little Unfinished Business by Magnetism_bind

Word Count: 26680 Summary: Ten years later Will Graham returns to Baltimore.

Sequel to The Business of Pleasure. Just as good.

Sweatpants by mattHughdancy

Word Count: 11736 Summary: It's gray sweatpant season and Will wears some for Reasons. Poor Hannibal is having a *hard* time.

Gimme more of the gray sweatpants please. Tbh me and Hannibal are very much on the same page here.

Wringing a Rock Dry by McRibFarewellTour

Word Count: 4556 Summary: (Between S2 and S3)Will’s sick. Sick enough that he’s pretty sure he’s going to die. Aware that winning their game is no longer an option, he decides to change the rules and go see Hannibal in prison.Hannibal does not appreciate this move.

OUCH. I've rec'd this one before, but I did a reread and it is just as good as it was the first (several) times!!!

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and that's it for this month!! see y'all next month for the December rec list :)

[phoenixyfriend]

Okay I'm seeing some misuse of tags on AO3 so let's just clarify:

De-aging is not "I am making this character younger in this fic, as if they have always been younger, in order to work with some shipping, or for a role swap."

De-aging and Age Regression are lumped together in AO3's tag system due to the thematic overlap.

(Neither of them are "for the purposes of this fic, character B is younger than in canon, so that there isn't an age gap with character A.")

It is a parent tag, with a variety of tropes equated to it. Due to the overlap of themes, a lot of people don't differentiate when tagging unless they are specifying for an individual character.

De-aging: magical/sci-fi reverse aging, usually instantaneous. Refers specifically to a physical return to youth. Mental/developmental age change is optional, and retaining adult memories is optional.

Age regression: a character is reverted to childhood developmentally and mentally, possibly with memories, possibly without; physical regression is optional, but if it's tagged with the "age regression/de-aging" tag instead of just age regression, it's usually going to be both.

IRL, "age regression" refers to an individual mentally returning to a younger age, usually childhood, generally as a coping mechanism. It is not the same thing as age play. In fic, however, a mental/developmental regression in this manner may be tagged as non-sexual age play, in order to separate itself from the sci/fi fantasy plots, though "Age Regression" as an individual tag, without mention of de-aging, may still refer to a mental reversion as coping.

Both tropes are in some way about a character who is in-text usually an adult being, temporarily or permanently, returned to a previous point in their life, whether mentally or physically, sometimes both.

"This character is, and always has been, younger than the canon, in order to facilitate the plot I want." does not fall under de-aging, or age regression, as the change is not itself an event or plot point

In my experience, de-aging is usually for fluff or angst purposes, much like time-travel fics where a character runs into a younger version of themselves or their loved ones, and proceeds to take care of them.

Mental regression sans physical is usually used either as a kink thing, or as mental health exploration in the same vein as depression comfort fics, falling into the family of sick fic.

If you dabble in the de-aging parts of fandom, let me know your thoughts!

(If you don't have a backround in de-aging fandom as either a writer or a reader, just try to listen to what's being said by those of us who are already in here and have been for a while.)

[harbinger-0f-spring]

Here is a continuation of the family tree collaboration project with @konstantynowitz. Originally, my main focus was on the Rosier family, but before we get into that side of the tree, I'm going to introduce you to earlier generations of the Volants. I have been connected to the French branch of the Lestrange family through a Volant ancestor, and this might be a long shot, but just bear with me. Benouét Volant was born in 1794 as the nephew of Jodelle Lestrange (née Volant) who married Floxel Lestrange. In the year 1782, Jodelle had one daughter with her husband: Quintilla Lestrange, the mother of Nozéa Lestrange. Benouét was taken in by his aunt and uncle as a child when his parents died of a dragon pox outbreak. He was raised by Jodelle and Floxel, growing up alongside Quintilla as if she were his elder sister. Benouét later named his son Floxel Volant (I) in honor of his uncle.

For the time being, I do not have a name for Benouét's spouse, but I suspect that I'll make her a close relative of Floxel maybe through his mother Luminosa. Floxel Volant's mother may be a descendant from the Trouche family as I'm sure Benouét must've interacted with his uncle's extended family growing up, perhaps developing a close relationship with a potential bride through the Trouches.

I believe that Jodelle would have arranged for Benouét to marry a relative of her husband so that he could stay closely connected with the family. Floxel and Jodelle cared for Benouét as if he were their own child, so I think they thought that marrying him off to a Trouche was almost like an affectionate way of officially recognizing their nephew as an adoptive son of sorts.

Floxel Volant (I) was born in 1826 to Benouét Volant and his wife, his father was thirty-two at the time of his birth. Floxel remained a bachelor for the majority of his adulthood, enjoying the luxuries and privileges of his family's wealth. He was quite the lady-killer in his youth, so if he did have any children they'd be unacknowledged bastards that he never involved himself with, even if he was aware of their existence. Within the year 1870, at the age of forty-four, an unmarried Floxel impregnated his young mistress at the time, but the only difference between his current mistress and his mistresses of the past was that she also came from an influential French pure-blood family. Because of this, Floxel would be forced to marry his mistress who would later give birth to their only son Étienne Volant.

Something that needs to be acknowledged: I cannot take credit for this next half of the tree, as I had the help of @lazyreinelle when coming up with the backgrounds and names of the characters about to be mentioned. Of course, I've made a few little tweaks of my own when it comes to birth dates and certain aspects of their backstories, but really it is all thanks to the creative mind of @lazyreinelle that I was able to fill in the blanks of the tree.

Étienne Volant was born in 1870 and married Clotilde de Trefle-Picques, a seemingly mild-mannered girl, yet popular because of her family. She is betrothed off to Étienne during her penultimate year at Beauxbatons. Despite being ten years her senior, Étienne often acted like a man-child and was incredibly irresponsible. So, when it came to raising children, he would mostly never be around, goofing around in bars or sleeping with any veela he met. Clotilde had to raise her children: an elder daughter Eglantine (b. 1904), and two younger twin sons Floxel (II) and Claude (b. 1906), all by herself naturally instilling them with rather harsh views of blood purity.

In spite of his absence, Étienne was closest to his daughter Eglantine, who inherited his free-spirit, although it was much more reigned in than her father's was. Even so, she was frequently challenging authority and diving headfirst into escapades that left her mother exasperated. Clotilde always cursed her husband for passing on such a wild spirit to Eglantine, wishing instead that their daughter possessed a more measured temperament that would ease her worries and keep her out of trouble. Eglantine did not want to follow the expected societal norms for young witches of the time, nor did she wish to conform to the wishes and expectations of a future spouse, believing that her personal freedoms should be valued if she were to find herself married one day. Eglantine Volant harbored a fondness for her father, as he was the only one who could ever understand her. He never saw her as being unreasonable when voicing her standards for a hypothetical husband. Clotilde always believed that her daughter was being ridiculous when forming these ideas of a marriage of compromise, dismissing them as fanciful daydreams. Whenever Étienne was around he'd spoil his little daughter with small gifts and let her skip piano lessons or her early homeschooling to spend time "adventuring" with him on the estate's property. She grew up knowing that her father was not a dependable man, but that did not make him a bad parent to his children, at least during the times he occasionally visited them.

The Volants were deeply in debt because of Étienne's tendencies to gamble away a lot of his inheritance at the bars he frequented at. Clotilde, who came from a family who specialized in concealment charms, was able to hide the decline in the Volant's wealth by casting mirages that could make a simple lump of coal appear to be a bar of gold or some type of jewel. These charms especially helped in regard to paying off Étienne's debts, often conning the people he owed money to with his wife's illusions. Although, after a while, the charm of their fabricated wealth began to wear off and those who Étienne paid his debts to with these charmed objects would find out that they were tricked once the enchantments wore off.

As a result, one night when Étienne was drunk at a bar, he was confronted by one of the men he conned. Étienne was challenged in a magical duel by the man, but ultimately lost and was killed. This is why Clotilde was overjoyed when Eglantine got a proposal from the Rosier family, especially Laurent Rosier. The Rosiers, having already established themselves long back in France, were practically akin to wizarding nobility, matching the Blacks. Eglantine's marriage ensured that the Volants would not go bankrupt and reinstated stability within the family.

Featured at the top, is a tree which connects the Rosier family to the French branch of the Lestrange family. As I mentioned in my first post for the tree, Laurent Rosier is the great-great-nephew of Minette Rosier, making him third cousins with Leta Lestrange and her younger half-brother Corvus V. In addition to this, Laurent's father was first cousins with Fèlicule Lestrange (née Rosier), also known as F. Lestrange, the grandmother of Radolphus Lestrange II.

To give you guys a little bit more background of Clotilde Volant (née de Trefle-Picques), she was born to Adélard Duc de Trefle-Picques, a descendant of Vincent Duc de Trefle-Picques, a French nobleman and wizard active around the time of the French Revolution. Her mother was originally introduced as Faustine Escoffier-Floquet, but I changed my mind and renamed her as Touènette de Trefle-Picques (née Beaufort). There is not much I have to tell you about them right now, but soon I will post another update on this tree and hopefully by that time I'll have a little more to share on them. As for their grandsons, Eglantine's younger brothers that were created by @lazyreinelle: Floxel II and Claude Volant, I do have a bit more to share about them.

Floxel Volant II married Pascaline Volant (née Perrott), a classmate of his elder sister during her years at Beauxbatons. Floxel had a few children with Pascaline, namely their daughter Ghislaine Volant. There are a few more which I will be sharing in the near future, but right now Ghislaine is the only one who will be mentioned at the moment since the other children have more expanded and complex trees in regard to their future descendants.

Before Floxel's marriage to Pascaline, Clotilde started to be a lot more harsh with him, scrutinizing every move of his, and forcibly making him meet potential brides for him yet not allowing him to choose. The Volant heir longed to be free like his twin, Claude without any worry in the world, without someone constantly breathing down your neck. Being the older twin by five minutes was perhaps the only thing Floxel could uphold Claude over. The younger had all the other luxuries to bed, flirt with any one he liked, regardless of blood-status. As the second son, Claude was the spare and therefore didn't have as much responsibility to the family. Claude could often cross the line, becoming even worse than his father Étienne.

Claude Volant was notorious for philandering about, oftentimes bedding attractive veela ballerinas. He would later be disowned by his family for impregnating his veela mistress, leading to a bitter estrangement that would cause him to lose contact with his elder sister and twin brother.

Well, that's it for now! The next post I make will probably be more focused on the Rosier-Volant descendants, and maybe I'll give a little more insight on the Rosier family itself, especially Laurent and Vinda Rosier's parents.

[viiirazja]

❄ Noel Snedronningen - Character Introduction

Housewarden of Glacemiro. Surrounded by a mysterious, cold aura, they seem to stray away from interacting with others. Rumors say they're a cruel, manipulative person beneath.

❄ Technical Information

Name Noel Snedronningen Japanese ノエル・スネドロニンゲン Other Names Little cod (by Floyd) Roi de Glace (by Rook) Voiced By Miyuki Sawashiro (as Bishamon)

❄ Biographical Information

Gender ? Age 17 Birthday December 21st Starsign Capricorn Height 163 cm Eye Color Icy blue Hair Color Quill gray Homeland Northern Snowlands Family Parents

❄ Professional Status

Dorm Glacemiro School Year Second Class 2-B Student no. 24 Occupation Student Housewarden Club Board Games Club Best Subject Magic Analysis

❄ Fun Facts

Dominant Hand Right Favorite Food Tiramisu Least Favorite Food Cod fish Dislikes Things not going by their plans Hobby Reading Talents Calligraphy

❄ Personality

Noel is an introverted individual, usually avoiding contact with others and preferring to do tasks on their own. Most people consider them intimidating due to their cold nature, though they don't take the hint and treat everyone the same, no matter their status.

Apathetic by nature, Noel doesn't express their feelings too well and stays ‘neutral’ about most topics. It takes a more attentive eye to notice their eyes lighting up when surprised or their tone shifting when pleased or disgusted. Noel frequently hides this side of them, not scared to show people a fake facade of affection and sweet words. Their smiles and acting is off-putting, though there's also something oddly inviting about it. Though, Noel only acts like this because of how they were initially treated when younger - choosing to play into the role when perceived as someone weird and unusual. From sweet words and affection, most of their behavior is an act.

Nothing will stop Noel from achieving their goals - they like it when things go their way. Everything has to go by their plans, starting from their routines and ending on what they eat during the day. Blunt by nature, they always express the opinion true to their heart, no matter what the other person may think. They find it weird when people don't express themselves honestly.

❄ Trivia

Noel struggles from a genetic condition causing them to be more sensitive to magic and blot accumulation. 

They're a natural at ice magic.

This causes their body temperature to be lower than the average (showing on their flushed skin) and makes them more prone to getting sick.

They're not fond of loud noises and being touched.

They became Glacemiro's housewarden in the middle of their first year.

[kai-rio]

Could you ramble about Ellis? I need to understand them

oh. oh boy you dont know what youve asked

okay so ellis is a side character in ggy, probably made to follow the format of protagonists in fnaf books having a kid they dont like

he's been tony's best friend since they were 4, and they were neighbours when tony's dad was around (headcanon interjection: i think tony's dad bought them a treehouse and they always played in it together and just chilled there)

tony says he wants to move away from ellis because he's deemed as 'childish', like for example, choosing his nom de plume as Boots because its a character he likes

this is probably because of meeting both greg and his father being arrested, making him feel like he needs to be more mature so he doesnt want to associate with ellis anymore

but despite all he says about him he still deems him his 'best friend' and i think that says a lot - afterall, they were best friends for 8 years, so they have to have something there - tony is reluctant to leave him even if he doesnt want to admit it because theyre so close

ellis himself, there isnt a lot about him unfortunately in the book, but what we do know is that he's impatient, 'childish', oblivious and prefers fiction (this is all from tony's pov and he's an unreliable narrator so keep in mind we dont have the full picture)

tony sees him as kinda social but i personally think he isn't, he struggles to make friends other than tony and that's why it's only been the two of them for ages

a lot of people deem him the dumb one of the group and my take on that is that he leans into that role because a. its whats expected of him and b. that way its easier to observe people because they're less cautious of him, he probably notices a lot more than people think he does

he's quite kind but also has his flaws - he doesn't quite notice how hurt tony is about changing the story unfortunately and he teases quite a lot to the point it could be unintentionally hurtful

i think because of this, after tony goes missing he'd definitely blame himself and have survivors guilt, and also probably bad anxiety, maybe even agoraphobia

he probably would be lured into the pizzaplex under the guise that tony is there because he'd definitely go out to find him

i have a lot of headcanons but ill put those in the tags because those arent actually canon

if you want a list of all my headcanons you could do a separate ask about that but ill just put a couple in the tags

one thing that is canon though is that he likes physical affection!!! he wraps his arm around tony or greg several times if i remember correctly

i have 2 fics up on ao3 (my acc is under the same name) which are ellis-centric - i wouldnt recommend never needed a friend more though because i mischaracterised tony in that quite a lot so

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if you tell other people what their labels should be. if you tell trans people they HAVE to be pansexual. If you tell cis people in relationships with trans people they HAVE to be pansexual. This is one example, but don’t interact if you tell others what you think they should identify as or who you think they need to be with.

Don’t interact with me if you hate kids. Doesn’t mean you have to love them or want to have them just don’t be a dickhole to kids.

if you’re a trump supporter or supporter of any type of dictatorship which he preaches. A supporter of anything he stands for or has been convicted of.

All systems are valid. You don’t know what people are going through and you can’t decide how others systems form.

Radqueers, transage, transrace

Request Rules

If you don’t want something tagged as kin/me please add that in the stimboard request.

If you have triggers or don’t want something on the stimboard please let me know and I’ll avoid them for you.

Feel free to ask for tw if something is improperly tagged or I don’t currently tag that tw.

Please add pictures of the flags (for pride boards) and/or characters so I use the right ones. (This is not always needed, don’t worry if you forget)

If I don’t feel comfortable with a request I won’t do it, I will answer your ask privately if it’s not anon. This is not about regression it’s about people or content I just don’t like and it’s cool for me to just say no sometimes.

Blacklist: waterparks also goats. I’m super allergic to goats. Ask about any media but if the creator or the content itself falls under my dni it’s a no.

For whitelist, look at my special interests, hyperfixations and blorbos!!

I tag meats, but i sometimes don’t know there’s pork in a dish im reblogging so message me if you need a post to be tagged as pork.

[staying-elive]

A collection of my thoughts and headcanons to improve TFATWS

(Warning: Long post ahead!)

I was rewatching The Last of Us the other night and I really appreciated how, in a 9 episode (10 really with the 2ep pilot), it delivered so much plot momentum while still delving into multiple characters' backstories, with multiple episodes almost entirely devoted to flashbacks.

Like... with a somewhat modified plot and longer run time, TFATWS could've added so much backstory for both Sam and Bucky. Hell, they didn't mind spending CGI de-aging money on Fury in Secret Invasion so we could've used a little here too, no?

So, in a similar series structure, we could've had a 2ep opening pilot, really setting the foundational themes, then after Walker gets introduced as Walmart Cap, the next episode (after the recap) could've opened with an almost entirely flashback episode of Sam's time in the air force. (Walker might’ve even been in Afghanistan at the same time, depending on age/Blip years, etc. if you wanted to show them crossing paths, show Walker's always been entitled and a loose cannon, etc).

The episode could've A) shown Sam's awesome Falcon skills as a pararescue, B) given us Riley, whose loss we'd see echoed in Sam's grief and mixed emotions about Steve (and NAT!), and C) could've shown more Sam's reasons for being anti-authority and anti-institutional power, and a distrust in power structures that change their minds and agendas.

A headcanon I've had for a while is that even though Sam and Riley were trained and deployed as pararescue, eventually, maybe after their first tour trialling the EXO-7s, the military higher-ups realised that the Falcons could get in and out of certain regions/facilities, far better than a lot of other special forces crew. This meant that very quickly, Sam and Riley were being pulled from their pararescue unit and sent on more and more ops that weren't what they signed up for. Weren't of the 'rescue and recovery, saving people, bringing them home' variety. And this would weigh heavily on Sam's morals. Not only does he either not get all the info on these ops or doesn't agree with them, but he's also leaving his unit, the 58th, without him. Which could lead to guilt if some of his fellow soldiers are killed or wounded and not rescued in time, because the Falcons weren't there to save them. And of course, Riley's eventually death perhaps resulting from one of these dangerous ops. (Covered up officially as that 'standard night mission' which is all Sam's allowed to say.)

I think something like that could've shown Sam's disillusionment with government agencies and military institutions (especially when propped up by propaganda). And mirrored comments made by both Steve and Sam in Winter Solider and Civil War.

"The people giving me orders are down to zero..."

"Agendas change."

"What if this sends us somewhere we don't think we should go? What if there's somewhere we need to go and they don't let us?"

"How long you gonna play both sides?"

Part of Sam's reluctance in taking up the shield could've been his past experience in his abilities being turned to something he didn't sign up for and ultimately misused. (Also a parallel to Bucky!) A conversation prior to Riley's death, between him and Sam, could've shown that growing distrust in what they've been made to do.

Anyway, then (this post's already too long lol), later in the season, there's an almost entirely Bucky-centric flashback episode (like Ellie's ep7 in TLoU). Maybe Sam's injured and in hospital after the fight with Walker for the shield (but also Lemar doesn't get killed, because i say so), and this leaves Bucky in crisis mode for personal and plot reasons.

I haven't nailed down the specifics of these flashbacks as much, but the general scope would include: Bucky being drafted (not freely enlisting), seeing his family happy pre-War (little Rebecca?!), Hydra (not torture porn, just as in he's turned into a weapon and ties in with his guilt/list later), hiding out post CAWS (bonus points if Sam DID find Bucky first, I can't help it 😉), isolation, but sees someone that embodies so much that's good and worth believing in (Sam), starting to heal in Wakanda (like with Ayo) (again, bonus points if Sam's there at least once).

All that to say, Bucky's themes could highlight his displacement and disenfranchisement from his time, all his family, himself, and that clawing back of identity and belief in Good Things. And because in my scenario, I have Sam incapacitated to prompt this time of Bucky self-reflection, these flashbacks show that Sam is one of those Good Things that Bucky has grown to believe in and gravitate to. Which shows onscreen WHY he's been so adamant that Sam take up the shield. (Even though he went about this is a counter-intuitive and unhelpful way, we can fix this too). Sam inspired good in him, 'brought him home' (pararescue parallel!), and Bucky believes Sam can do the same for a broken world.

*Sam obviously wakes up, plot continues, he goes home while Bucky (being unable to verbalise yet everything we the audience now understands) has gone off to find Zemo, beg Wakanda for a fancy, over the top, 'I'm sorry I've been a dick, but I love you, I believe in you, and this is here should you choose it and if you need it' apology proposal present.

(I jest. This can all be read as strictly MCU-approved platonic. But this is tumblr, and me, so let's be real 😉)

I also would add, in the last episode, when Bucky is in NY, a scene of him contacting an older Rebecca. (Maybe this is something Sam asks him early in the show if he's done yet and Bucky brushes off, aggravated. Showing that he knows he has family alive, but his fear and other issues have been keeping him from reaching out - like what's kept him from Sam.) Because then you have back to back scenes of Bucky reconnecting to his old family, leading right into the dock party with Sam (his new family!) Visually showing he's healing that bridge of displacement and isolation.

Anyway, if you've stuck around to the end, thank you! That's how I would've incorporated flashbacks into a rough approximation of a TFATWS show to flesh out Sam and Bucky in relation to the show's themes and each other. (Obviously, we could fix all the Flagsmasher, power broker, serum stuff too. But the general plot outline still works for the purpose of this idea.)

Thanks for reading 😘

[youritalianbookpal]

Top 10 reads of 2024

I haven't been as active here in 2024 as in other years, but I still feel like sharing my top 10 fo the year. No idea how, but I managed to read 52 books overall - the goal was 49 and I honestly thought I wouldn't reach it... Let's see which books were the best of the bunch to me :)

Kallocain by Karin Boye

Extremely beautiful dystopian novel. I feel like this is what people think 1984 is when they get disappointed by it (I'm saying this as a compliment). It's the story of a scientist who lives under an oppressive totalitarian state, and discovers a potent truth serum. 10/10, would recommend to everyone ever to read this.

2. Summer by Ali Smith

Don't ask me why I began reading the seasonal quartet from the last book, but so far this is the only one I read and... I loved it. It made me emotional in all the best ways. This has raised the stakes for the other three books of the series (I plan on reading Autumn in 2025 but why knows, might take me another two or three business years to actually do it).

3. All Men Are Mortal by Simone de Beauvoir

I think I should tell you that I picked up this book by chance from my mom's bookcase - as usual she knew she read it and remembered nothing of it. This novel felt like a slap in the face, and I don't understand how people can't always remember it after having read it. This is the story of an immortal man who regrets his immortality, and somehow it's an in-dept analysis of humankind's mortality and... I don't know how else to describe it if not the aforementioned slap in the face. Absolutely majestic.

4. The Biggest Prison on Earth by Ilan Pappé

This book should be mandatory in every school but alas. I don't think it's a good recommentation for people who never approached the subject of the history of Palestine, but I think it could still prove extremely useful to people who are interested in the topic - and let's face it, we all should be.

5. Act your age, Eve Brown by Talia Hibbert

Took me ages to finally finish the Brown sisters series, and I loved this third instalment just so much. I think Eve and Jacob are a great exaple of well written enemies to lovers - or whatever "sorry I accidentally run you over with my car, let me help you run your B&B" is supposed to be. It's my favorite trope and it better be done like this more often.

6. Velvet was the Night by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

I think I'll remember this novel for the wrong reason - it's so far the only book by Moreno-Garcia I didn't give 5 stars (I gave it a 4.75 so I should really just shut up). But I really enjoyed it, as it's written well, the characters are compelling, and it takes place in a moment in the history of Mexico I didn't know much about, which made it a good reason to do further research, something I always like. And, may I say? It has one of my favorite endings in all the Moreno-Garcia books.

7. From the River to the Sea: Essays for a Free Palestine ed. Sai Englert, Rosie Warren, Michal Schatz

Extremely upset I didn't have access to this while I was writing my Master's thesis (don't care if it has been published 2 years after my graduation ok). Please read this if you can.

8. Legendborn by Tracy Deonn

First book I read completely in 2024 and it was GREAT. I spent the year looking for Bloodmaker at my usual bookshop, but I will end up having to order it on their website. I need to know how the story goes, ok? This book wins the Best Plot Twist of the Year award to me (which means it's the best written, the one with the best build up, and not done for shock value).

9. Bite by Bite: Nourishment and Jamborees by Aimee Nezhukumatathil

World of Wonders, which I read a couple of years ago, is still one of my favorite books. This is basically the food version of it, so how could I not love this one too? it's so caring, so loving, so beautifully written: I can't ask anything else from a book.

10. Our wives under the sea by Julia Armfield

I'm not good with books that scare me. This scared me just enough to be able to finish it and still be so full of dread I could cry. If you're not a whimp like me you will probably think this is very tame, but to me the not knowing will always be more upsetting than the knowing.

Honorable mentions

I decided to put in the top 10 only books I read for the first time last year, but it was also a year I allowed myself some re-reads, which I think still deserve to be mentioned. Girl Woman Other by Bernardine Evaristo was maybe even better than I remember it, and I remember loving it dearly on the first read as well. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen and Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf, which I listened to as audiobooks but read ages ago, cemented themselves as some of my favorite classics.

[vechter]

🎨, 📀 and ☄️ for the ask game Ɛ:

🎨: compliment someone else in your fandom

@bluegarners is one of the best people in this fandom... her understanding of the bats— particularly dick (and more especially, his relationship with bruce)— is so, so good and authentic to canon! like sometimes you read her posts and you're like... shocked that she was able to encapsulate complex characterizations so succinctly and beautifully. also, she's just so helpful and talented!!! her fics are gorgeous, she's so considerate and respectful... and just generally, talking to her feels like what i imagine a sunflower feels growing towards the sun. kat i love u <3

📀: what are your writing go to songs?

a lot of it depends on my own mood and the general tone of the writing... but when i'm writing dick, i generally tend to listen to a lot of soft rock— so a lot of eric clapton, eagles, hall & oates.

also, a lot of instrumental when i'm doing contemplative angst (fractured internal monologues, flashbacks, etc): hans zimmer, nicholas britell, ramin djawadi, sleeping at last, justice der.

always intermittently listening to springsteen and pink floyd, particularly nebraska and dark side of the moon... fav albums <3

☄️: most unpopular opinion about a fandom character

here is a current gripe but a more general one would probably be using nightwing (2011) #30 to pander to the abusive!bruce agenda.

was it wrong? yes, absolutely. but was it much more complicated than that? also, yes.

i think when you're considering vigilantism, you cannot understate the familiarity with violence and how often it is used as a means of de-escalation AND confrontation.

i think a much more comprehensive understanding of that encounter can be done through the lens of a) watsonian power dynamics, where you consider bruce's role as both father and mentor to dick and b) the doylist implications of using violence to meet perceived audience expectations and how much of that is in-built into comics (think bruce as a stereotypically masculine, american father figure in golden age comics)

come ask me fandom stuff!

[royboyfanpage]

Blog Intro/Masterpost

Hi! I’m the OP of this blog. I figured since this is gaining a little bit of traction I’d make an intro post to this blog! My name’s Tal, I’m an 18+ trans guy who’s been hyperfixated on Roy Harper for about a year now, so I created this blog for rants, reblogs, and (w)riting. I’m also British so excuse any spellings or terms that I may use differently from Americans. My asks and DMs are always open :) I'm 900x more likely to actually write stuff if I've been asked too.

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WARNINGS AND HOUSE RULES

This blog is dedicated to all things Roy Harper. A disclaimer that a lot of Roy’s story focuses on heavy themes. If you’re someone who is unfamiliar with Roy and wants to get to know him through this blog, this is your discretion warning for topics such as drugs, violence, death etc.

This blog is not focused on Jayroy or the New 52. Jayroy shippers and New 52 fans are welcome here, but the content here is not tailored to you.

For the most part, I say ship and let ship. However, I view the Arrows as a family unit. Please do not tag anything on my blog as a ship between any Arrows, minus Ollie and Dinah. (Some people view other characters as Arrowfam outside of who I typically include. When I refer to Arrowfam, I generally mean Roy, Ollie, Dinah, Connor, Mia, Emiko, and Lian. Please don’t ship any of those minus Ollie and Dinah on my posts. While I don't see him as Arrowfam per se but more exclusively Harperfam, Grant Emerson is also included in this. Please don't.)

Any blogs that focus on a paedophilic ship are discouraged here. Please avoid interacting with my posts if you publically ship any underaged character with any adult character. Aging up/de-aging is included. It's not a hard rule per se, but I don't particularly want it in my tumblr circle.

Aside from those ships, anything’s free game! If you see a post of Roy and Wally, or Roy and Garth, or Roy and Donna, or Roy and Jade or Dick or Grace or whoever, you can tag them with ships, go nuts.

Any form of bigotry is unwelcome here, be that racism, transphobia, homophobia, biphobia, aphobia, ableism, fatphobia, or SWERFs. If you fall into any of those categories, Roy Harper would not support you, and neither do I. Additionally, intentionally misinterpreting any of my posts to try and demonise addicts will result in a block.

Unlabelled peoples, xenogenders, neopronoun users, etc are all welcome here.

I support the freedom of Palestine. If you don’t, disrespectfully fuck off.

MY STUFF

Here's the stuff that I've done! This will be added to with time.

Rants:

Snowbirds (1)

Snowbirds (2)

Grudges

Dinah Lance

Mia Dearden

Uncle Sam's Piss Poor Leadership

Oliver Queen's B- parenting

Why Ollie Doesn't Suck

Connor Hawke

Throwing The Drink At Garth

Writings:

Something nameless

Miscellaneous:

Roy Harper's Badassery

Tim North

My Favourite Thing About Roy

[aconites]

happy 2024! as it's a new year, i thought this was the perfect time to post a plotting call for those who might be interested in writing with me!  if you want to do threads with someone who will message you at the crack of dawn with random headcanons, musings and create graphics (manips, gifs manips, crackships, etc​ )  for our characters — look no further. i also have no triggers, am sm.ut friendly and i love to do multiple plots with the same partner. bellow the cut you’ll find a list of wanted faceclaims, opposites, ships and plots that i would love to do and if anything catches your interest please give this post a like and i’ll message you. this is for mutuals & non mutuals, so feel free to like this even if we have threads/plots happening already!

faceclaims i’d love to play! * melissa barrera** * greta onieogou* * ana de armas* * phoebe tonkin* * margot robbie* * camila queiroz** * sydney sweeney* * ayca aysin turan * hande ercel * alycia debnam-carey* * simone ashley * melisa pamuk* * adria arjona* * olivia cooke * grace van patten * jessica alexander* * madelyn cline* * madison bailey * priscilla quintana* * meghann fahy * benedetta porcaroli * camila morrone * riley keough * suki waterhouse* * adelaide kane* * florence pugh * sophia bush * ester exposito * lily james * lily collins * gabriella wilde* * sofia carson * josephine langford * danielle rose russell * danielle campbell * abigail cowen* * halston sage * camila mendes * brianne howey * gemma chan * eiza gonzalez * lindsey morgan * zendaya * sabrina carpenter * candice swanepoel * elsa hosk * jasmine tookes * emily ratajkowski

faceclaims i’d love to play against!

* all the ladies above * pedro pascal** * ben barnes** * joseph quinn* * joe keery* *christopher briney* * henry cavill * ricky whittle * casey deidrick* * jd pardo * jamie dornan * adam demos * richard madden * sam clafflin * carlos miranda * scott eastwood * garrett hedlund * drew starkey * clayton cardenas * jonathan bailey * jeffrey dean morgan * rudy pankow * felix mallard * dj cotrona* * charlie hunnam** * sebastian stan* * alex fitzalan * dylan o’brien* * nick robinson * manny montana  * chris evans* * harry styles * jacob elordi * boyd holbrook

some ships i’d love to do! * any of the above fcs combined tbh. ( m/f or f/f ) * click here for full list since tumblr has a text limit.

plots id love to do! * this unhappily married dad/babysitter plot. * * this angsty/fluffy my best friend is having my baby plot. * * this zombie apocalypse/last of us inspired plot* but also any za plot. * celeb plots! especially this one. something like two super famous actors hiding their relationship or famous person/non famous plots?* * single dad/nanny plots! give me something cute and angsty. * * escort/client plot where she breaks the most important rule… don’t fall for your client* * grumpy ceo/soft assistant plots.* * royal plots! bridgerton esqued plots! * * f/f socialites plot… blair/selena/upper east side inspired muses but make it gay* * college professor/teacher’s assistant plot.  * college professor/student plot. * crimey plots? sons of anarchy inspired? or maybe m.afia/m.ob/gang stuff?* * bodyguard/client plots bc i’m a sucker for them* * soulmates plot. i have a whole lore i’ve been wanting to write out for ages so * sugar b.aby / sugar d.addy plots *  * best friends to lovers plots ( gimme angst) * WHEN THE M.OB PRINCESS MEETS THE M.OB PRINCE: forbidden love is always angsty so why not do that and add rival g.angs to the mix?  muse a is the daughter of the head boss of the local g.ang and is sick and tired of having her life controlled by her overprotective father. so, to rebel against his wishes after an argument, muse a decides to go to a nightclub that her father had always forbidden her to attend. unknown to her, the club is run by the rival g.ang’s boss’ son, muse b, and not knowing who she is, can’t stop looking at her on the dance floor. they eventually bump into each other and after having a few drinks, end up at muse a’s apartment and they hook up. i was thinking they both never brought up their families and their true professions and maybe start to hang out/go on dates and then bam, the truth comes out and drama begins. especially when they can’t stay away from each other.

* MY BEST FRIEND IS A ROCKSTAR: (tw: death) muse a & muse b have been best friends since they were kids and grew up together. throughout their childhood, muse b had always told muse a about his plans to become a famous musician and as he grew older, became more and more determined to make those dreams come true. when they both hit their teen years, feelings eventually grew and the two were head over heels for each other but neither of them was ever able to admit it. they were both terrified that the feelings would be unrequited or that it would ruin their friendships so just imagine the angst of them seeing each other with other people and FGHDFG. anyway, when muse b finally turns twenty-one, he decides to move to hollywood to make his dreams come true, and muse a stays in their small hometown. they keep in contact with one another but as time went on, muse b becomes a huge rockstar with his band and their contact start to drift but they always had each other in their thoughts, wishing they were closer to one another. a few years pass and they still speak but it’s not like before. muse b was hugely successful and enjoyed the life he was now living but always felt like something was missing. that someone was missing… it’s not until he gets a distraught call from muse a telling him that her mother died does he rush on a private jet and comes home to her. after helping her arrange the funeral and being there for her through her grief, he suggests that she comes on tour with him and the band. wanting to run away from everything and everyone in her small town, she agrees. queue cute ass moments on the tour bus, traveling the world and falling in love like they did when they were young. add drama, angst ( because they’re both still dumb and won’t admit to their feels) stadium tours, TENSION!!!, groupies, etc, etc. 

CLICK HERE FOR MORE BC TUMBLR HAS A TEXT LIMIT.

[thebettybook]

🕸️ Miguel O'Hara SFW Character HCs

^ Miguel sitting down to listen to my headcanons of him hehehe >:)

Info: My SFW character headcanons on Miguel O’Hara

Warning: Major ATSV spoilers ahead; some Spider-Man 2099 comics spoilers as well; also brief mention of my headcanon about Miguel’s grandma passing away naturally due to old age

Strawbetty’s notes: I haven’t read the Spider-Man 2099 comics yet so any references to Miguel’s family from the comics in this post are just related to what I learned on Wiki pages about his family from the comics :0

🕸️ Miguel doesn’t like having his hair in his face, so he has a routine where he gels his hair back every single morning. That’s his most favorite morning routine

🕸️ No matter how stressed out or busy he gets, Miguel’s a stickler for his hygiene, so he makes sure to shower and brush his teeth every day (showering helps him de-stress after a long day)

🕸️ After Peter B brought Mayday to Spider-HQ for the first time, Miguel had everything in HQ baby-proofed (from the chairs in the cafeteria to even his floating platform)

🕸️ In his lab, Miguel has a drawer filled with little baby snacks for Mayday (he claims it’s just to keep her from not swinging and climbing everywhere, but it’s actually because he secretly adores her)

🕸️ I love the Strawberry Miguel fan arts where he’s in like a chibi form and is in a strawberry lol, and that made me come up with the headcanon that this man’s favorite fruit is strawberries, and has been ever since he was a kid

🕸️ I haven’t read the Spider-Man 2099 comics yet so I don’t know much about Miguel’s family other than Miguel having a younger half-brother named Gabriel and a sh*tty dad they grew up with (who apparently isn’t Miguel’s biological dad but that’s a whole other story). So that made me think of this headcanon that our Miguel’s dad that he thought was his dad (George O’Hara) was absent throughout his life and that Miguel and Gabriel were raised by their mom Conchata and their maternal grandmother (their abuela). I also headcanon that Conchata was always busy working to provide for the family, so Miguel and Gabriel didn’t see her much as they grew up

🕸️ Thus, Miguel was really close with his abuela growing up. She was someone who was so loving to Miguel and Gabriel, raising them to become people who pay kindness forward to others while also teaching Miguel and Gabriel to not take crap from anyone as well

🕸️ Miguel’s abuela taught him how to sew at a young age, and he and his abuela would make all of Gabriel’s costumes for school plays (Gabriel was an avid theatre kid in school)

🕸️ Miguel and his abuela would attend all of Gabriel’s school plays and they would make sure to sit in the front row. Miguel would stand up and cheer for Gabriel at the end of the plays like a sports fan even if Gabriel played a minor role like Tree #2

🕸️ When Miguel referenced to “Dr. Strange and the little nerd back on Earth 1999” in ATSV, I was like “Miguel, aren’t you a ‘nerd’ too pfft?” /lovingly. So that made me think of this headcanon: as a kid, Miguel loved to read books about science and history and his classmates would call him a “nerd.” While young Miguel would mostly say that he didn’t care what they called him, he also couldn’t help but internalize their words

🕸️ So as Miguel got older, he participated in more sports like basketball and soccer and became a “jock.” He still loved science, though, and would get straight A’s in all of the math and science subjects in high school. I headcanon that Miguel was even the valedictorian of his high school

🕸️ Miguel always, always, always stood up for the underdogs who got bullied at his high school (Miguel would get into fights with bullies and every time he got called to the principal’s office, he would always tell the principal, “You should’ve seen the other person.” This would only get Miguel more time in detention)

🕸️ He wasn’t the type of person to try a lot of foods from different cultures until he created the Spider-Society, where he met Spiders from different cultures and backgrounds who introduced him to their favorite dishes. Miguel also makes sure that the HQ cafeteria offers a lot of variety in terms of dietary needs and cultural cuisines to be inclusive of everyone at the Spider-Society. Miguel tends to favor really spicy dishes from different cultures now

🕸️ Because he’s so busy running the Spider-Society and going on missions to other Earths, Miguel eats more takeout than home-cooked meals (he occasionally gets food from the HQ cafeteria). He’s actually good at cooking, though, because his abuela taught him and Gabriel how to cook since they were kids

🕸️ Miguel’s abuela passed away naturally due to old age a few months after he became Spider-Man 2099 (she knew he was Spider-Man 2099, too, even though he never told her). Currently, Miguel keeps his mom Conchata and his brother Gabriel at arms length because their whole family dynamic without his abuela is rocky at best. Another reason why Miguel keeps his mom and brother at arms length now is because he doesn’t want them to be in any danger, and he’s just too busy running the Spider-Society. Gabriel does know that he’s Spider-Man, though, and he still makes attempts to contact Miguel and drop off food for him at the Spider-HQ. Gabriel is always in consistent contact with Miguel’s AI assistant Lyla to make sure Miguel’s ok; Gabriel calls Lyla the “cool younger sister” he and Miguel never had (Lyla agrees)

🕸️ Back to general Miguel headcanons, this man doesn’t like boba drinks, he’s more of a coffee guy and he doesn’t like the way you have to chew on the boba toppings while drinking the boba tea. The young Spider crew (Miles, Gwen, Pavitr, and Hobie) LOVE boba drinks, though, and they like to make fun of Miguel for hating on boba drinks

🕸️ Miguel knows how to drive the futuristic cars of 2099 and is generally a good and safe driver, but also I can see him not driving cars that much since he could just leap from building to building as Spider-Man 2099 (and I headcanon that he prefers that over being stuck in rush-hour traffic) (also maybe 2099 cars are all self-driving?? I haven’t really looked into that yet)

🕸️ Miguel literally has the same outfits (like basic hoodies and sweatpants or whatever) in his closet, like those cartoon characters who wear the same outfit everyday. He doesn’t care for fashion at all (Gabriel is the more fashion-forward sibling)

🕸️ I can’t think of any particular colognes or scents Miguel would wear (I think if anything, he prefers a clean, linen scent), but I also like to think he uses vanilla-cupcake-scented hand cream from time to time to keep his hands from being super dry, and also because the scent reminds him of his alternate dimension daughter Gabriella and how one of her favorite desserts was vanilla cupcakes

🕸️ Mayday made a messy crayon drawing of Miguel once and he had to turn around so no one could see the tears forming in his eyes. He keeps the drawing safe in one of his drawers in his lab

🕸️ As a mentor, Miguel’s the type of mentor to be a stickler for a tight schedule and he can be intense with his rules regarding training. However, he is good at coaching and giving technical advice (he’s not good at words of encouragement, though, that’s kinda more of Peter B’s thing)

🕸️ While Miguel might not always seem the most present or most caring towards others in the Spider-Society, he knows pretty much everyone’s business in HQ and would give a Spider some time off or have Lyla provide them with the right resources if they told him that they were dealing with personal problems

🕸️ He’s also aware of everyone’s strengths and weaknesses in the Spider-Society. As leader of the Spider-Society, Miguel knows which Spider to deploy on a mission based on their strengths. If a Spider is lacking in a certain area like combat or stealth, he has another Spider who’s good in those areas coach that Spider (he also believes this builds teamwork and unity amongst the Spider-Society)

🕸️ Tinkering with gadgets (or “goobers” as he calls it) or building things in general is Miguel’s #1 way to help him de-stress and relax. He always feels a sense of purpose and accomplishment when he builds things with his own two hands. If someone touches Miguel’s “goobers” or interrupts his “Goober Time” (he came up with that himself, he’s so cute lol), they better run away as fast as they can :’0

🕸️ Animals love Miguel. Dogs, cats, and even birds just flock to him because they can sense he’s a good and kind man beneath his tough exterior

🕸️ Speaking of animals, I can see Miguel being a cat person. He finds cats calming and if he had the time, he would adopt a cat

🕸️ He doesn’t like going through drive-thrus at fast food places because the introvert in him finds it awkward to talk out loud to the drive-thru comms and he hates repeating himself whenever the person who’s trying to take his order through the comms can’t hear him even if he is loud. Miguel hates repeating himself in general

🕸️ A random Miggy headcanon but I headcanon that he doesn’t like eating sushi or raw fish in general; it makes his stomach hurt

🕸️ He’s the type of guy who loves sarcasm and dry humor. When Miguel cracks a joke he thinks is utterly hilarious but no one else gets the joke, he just grumbles that they don’t have a sense of humor

🕸️ I’ve tried to find out whether Miguel O’Hara has a canon birthday date via his ATSV wiki info or even info from his comic counterpart, but it doesn’t seem like he has a birthday date so I came up with one for him: August 14, 2068 (which would make him 31 years old in 2099). I headcanon that our Miguel from ATSV is or is turning 31 years old “this” year (like for us, it’s 2023, but for him, it’s 2099) because the Spider-Man 2099 comics released in 1992

If you’ve read to the end, Miguel gives you a strawberry 🍓. Maybe I’ll make a part 2 on my Miggy headcanons someday

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