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pennedbylisse · 10 months ago

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Individual Analysis of A Quiet Place: Day One

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SPOILERS AHEAD!!! SPOILERS AHEAD!!! SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

Few films (or media, for that matter) manage to captivate me or make me feel as deeply as this one did. I say this as someone who sat through the ending credits with tears streaming down my cheeks and a stinging lump in my throat threatening to undo itself into a sob.

What makes this film so special is the way it managed to achieve this even with such scarce dialogue, such little background information of the characters during the exposition.

I believe this is due to a highly skilled cast and compelling narrative. The way LUPITA NYONG'O and JOSEPH QUINN projected emotions through the screen with nothing but a quivering hand, a watering gaze, hesitance to speak when given the opportunity to, had me in awe (I literally lost all interest in my concession snacks, becoming so enthralled in their performance). But the performance skills were not limited to the starring actors, and, rather, extended into the acts of ALEX WOLFF and DJIMON HOUNSOU.

It really made me sit there in the theatre and recite in my head "This is it! This is why I love writing! It's so powerful. So beautiful. It's the only thing that makes sense to me."

I’ll make this quick! I’ve got school assignments due at midnight.

If I don’t take this brief moment to vomit my thoughts out, they’ll be gone forever.

Analysis of character:

SAM

A character crippled by a terminal illness, on Hospice services with no hope of surviving. She's come to acceptance with her fate: death. The irony, the interesting twist, though, arises when she is forced to consider the possibility that death will be quicker than she'd been counting down towards, and be delivered via a different medium than she'd steeled herself for from hearing countless of specialists.

She's only got months to live, we, the audience are reared into believing. It is alluded through her Hospice membership, heavy reliance on chronic pain management as opposed to treatment, the flashing alarms at the Hospice facility indicating the death of a fellow member likely in her condition, and her writing tone. This fact makes it the more interesting to watch this character escape from death by the hands of the "aliens" time after time after time. Perhaps she is not ready to face a death that differs from that which she's prepared herself to accept. Perhaps she's not ready to die before she gets that one last glimpse of home (the jazz bar, the pizza parlor and memories of her deceased father). Or, perhaps, most probable, Sam didn't die early on in the film because she had a purpose to fulfill - in my interpretation, she was pivotal to the survival of Eric, and catalyzed his evolution from a scared, lonesome, helpless character into one that is strong enough to venture into the unknown world with the hope of surviving.

A trait that weaved in and out, entirely through the narrative was Sam's kindness towards strangers. It is shown when she first visits the city, during the marionette show; she speaks softly at the curious child seating in front of her, tells him the cat's name, reassures his parents that the child is no nuisance. Then again, when she finds two stranded kids by the fountain, offers them food she'd bought for herself, and attempts to guide them towards evacuation. Then again, when she takes Eric under her wing, steers him away from the edge of dissolution into panic. Oh! and how could I forget the numerous times she risked her own life to save the cat!

ERIC

Found him comical, endearing, sweet and lovable.

My first impression of him was that of someone who doesn't know how to exist alone. Doesn't like to be alone. Doesn't know how to follow his own volition, because he's rather used to having orders barked to him by his superiors - it is implied his parents forced him into law school.

He's likely never had an opportunity to secede from all the orders and just exist for himself so when he's catapulted into a world where literally it's everyone for themselves, he freezes, stammers, and clings to the nearest form of refuge (the company of Sam and cat).

My impression of him being a constant people-pleaser, and dependent on extrinsic validation/orders became solidified when Sam instructs him to knock the door to her apartment down during the storm. The stakes are obvious: agonizing shredding and death. Yet, he proceeds to do as he is told. Under the rain, he speaks when instructed to, despite being at risk of...you got it, death. For someone who verbally states he "doesn't want to die," he sure places himself in situations that almost negate that believe. Perhaps it is because he doesn't have an internal sense of self (yet). Perhaps because he is selfless.

Throughout the film we see him face challenges, see him evolve into someone who faces his fears - from the scene in the drowned subway, to the lone mission for meds, to retrieving the cat from the "alien" nest. In the end he takes this big leap into the sea, which in itself could be a metaphor; willingly jumping into the unknown instead of stalling at the dock and waiting for death.

HENRI

He's a leader, a strong patriarch with authority. Don't believe me? The first scene we see him in, he's ordering his son to stop bothering the lady (Sam). The next scene, he's got his hand over Sam's mouth, ushering her to silence before allowing her to join the rest of the refugees.

He's a man with responsibility. Keep his family safe. At first his family was just his wife and son, but then, perhaps it extended to encompass all who relied on him to maintain order in the refugee site. No one truly nominated him, he just assumed the position out of his own strength of will and duty.

So, it is in this sense of duty and responsibility that he commits his first murder. It is quick, rushed, blinded by fear, when he slams one of the refugee's heads against a concrete wall to keep them from killing and dooming everyone to the same fate. He kills one to save all, and perhaps that should be heroic? But it's tainted with guilt and disbelief, this fall into immorality and the conflict can be seen play across his face (super talented actor!!).

Analysis of symbols:

WATER

salvation. cleansing. catharsis. heaven/haven. sanctuary.

Sam first encounters water at the fountain where the kids are hiding. Then, while walking towards her apartment, being followed by Eric, she dares to talk, associates it with protection, safety from the perception of the beasts. In her apartment, while it is storming, she screams, venting all of her frustrations, unfulfilled hopes, fear; the white noise of the rain and the rumble of thunder serves to dampen her commotion from being perceived by the beasts. She feels light, relieved. Eric joins in at the next rumble of thunder.

Then it is flooding the subways, and muffles their steps from the sleeping beasts. It guides their way out of the depths where the beasts sleep (could this be perceived as hell? being underground and full of monsters?). The stream ends up leading them to a church (salvation, heaven?). I think this was purposeful symbolism.

WHITE CAT

drive of survival. strength and advantage. comfort, grounding energy.

The cat is the reason Sam escapes many killing sprees throughout the film. It somehow always manages to dash away just before the creatures arrive, luring Sam out of there.

The cat is said to be an emotional support animal. It is shown being cuddled and nuzzled by Sam on many occasions of distress, and eventually by Eric, who assumes ownership of it.

MARIONETTES

Sam visibly grows emotional at the sight of the marionette boy levitating with the balloon, only for it to pop and him to collapse. Perhaps she sees it as a reflection of her life; how it turned on her so quickly, how she might have been in the peak of her success (as a poet) just before being diagnosed with a terminal illness. Perhaps it represents lost innocence, when she was just a little girl at her father's side, listening to the piano, and now it's gone, she can't retrieve it.

YELLOW JACKET

Have you ever heard of that quote that goes something like "You are mosaic of the people you've loved"? People change people. People leave traces, imprints on others. The jacket originally belonged to Sam's father, as shown in the picture at the Jazz club. Sam wears it religiously, perhaps to feel close to him now that he's gone. Before she sacrifices herself, she lends the jacket over to Eric - it could symbolize the way he'll carry her with him on his journey.

Favorite scenes: - probably the one where they are screaming through the thunder. felt very cathartic and I do believe it was the first scene in which they weren't fearful of speaking and just being human. - the leap Eric takes with the cat into the sea. to be told he is safe by the members on the ferry, the tears of relief welling in his eyes, and maybe of grief at losing Sam, too. - when Sam miraculously makes it back to the marionette theatre refuge and Reuben gives her a hug of relief, tears streaming down his face, then hands over the cat. - the opening scenes of Sam navigating the city, and the way it was implied that the city was in danger of something strange without really spanning the cameras to the threat yet. i liked that we, as the audience, first saw the treat face-to-face as the same time as our leading character, Sam. It really aids in the sympathizing. It was interesting to hear the sirens and see the flashing lights, and hear the rumble of choppers over the city whilst the camera focused on an oblivious Sam.

I said I would be quick...lol

Can you imagine what I mean when I say I'll be slow???

#film journal #cinema #a quiet place day one #film analysis #unedited

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newleaf92 · 1 year ago

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Favorite Lines from Hazbin Hotel songs Part Two:

Poison—this song broke my heart as Angel Dust is one of my favorites, and seeing what he had to deal with from Val was devastating.

“I shoulda known it when I looked into your red hot eyes.”

“Addicted to this feelin’ I can’t help but swallow up your poison.”

“I got so good at tellin’ you what you wanna hear.”

“Poison, I'm drownin' in poison. I'm fillin' up my glass but it's always hollow full of poison, I'm sick of the poison. Wish I had somethin' to live for tomorrow.”

Loser, Baby

“You’ve lost your way. You think your life is wrecked. Well, let me just say you’re correct.”

“You’re a fucked up little whiny bitch. You’re a loser just like me.”

“You’re a power bottom at rock bottom, but you got company.”

“I sold my soul to a psychopathic freak.”

“And you think that makes you unique.”

“Baby that’s fine by me.”

“I’m a loser, honey. A schmoozer and a dummy. But at least I know I’m not alone.”

“It’s time to lose your self loathing. Excuse yourself, let hope in,baby. Play your card, be who you are.”

Hell’s Greatest Dad

“Looks like you could some help from the big boss (😈)of Hell himself.”

“With a punch from a pentagram.”

“I’ll rig the game for you because I’m the ref(😈)

“Champagne fountains, caviar mountains. That’s just a start.”

“I’m your guy, your day to day, your chum, your steadfast hotelier.”

“I’m truly honored that we built such a bond.”

“It’s a little funny. You could almost call me dad (👹😈)

(😡👿🎻)

“There’s no substitute for pure angelic power! Who just so happens to also be your blood.”

“Can you butt out of my song? (Your song?! I started this!”)

More Than Anything

“Now you’re the only thing worth fighting for.”

“I’ll shelter and adore you more than anything.”

“So in the end, it’s the view I had of you that showed me dreams can be worth fighting for.”

“I’ve been dying to find out who you are.”

“All that I’m hop in’, now that my eyes are open, is that we can start again. Not be pulled apart again.”

“Cause in the end, you are part of who I am. I’ll support your dreams no matter what’s in store.”

“I’m grateful your my daughter/father.”

Welcome to Heaven

“Welcome to Heaven, oh-oh!” (🎤🫦)

“Where the virtuous reside 24/7, oh-oh!” (🎤🫦)

“Welcome to Heaven, oh-oh!” (🎤🫦)

“Check out our sick decor, the spirit’s leaven, oh!” (🎤😏🫦)

“And everyone is hot!” (🎤🫦🤤🫠)

You Didn’t Know

“Checked all the boxes that you said would prove a person deserves a second chance. Now we turn our backs, no second glance.”

“It’s not fair, Sera.”

“That just because someone is dead, it doesn't mean they can't resolve to change their ways. Turn the page, escape infernal blaze.”

“What are we even talking about? Some crack whore who fucked up already?”

“There’s no question to be posed. He’s unholy, case closed.”

“A man only lives once. I’ll see you in one month. Gotta say I wait can’t to come down and exterminate you.”

“Well, I don’t need your condescension. I’m not a child to protect!”

“Was I too naive to expect you to heed the morals you’re purveying?”

“That’s what the fuck I’ve been saying.”

“If Hell is forever, then Heaven must be a lie.”

“When you make the wretched suffer just to kill them again.”

Out for Love

“I see you’re driven by your detestation.”

“You need a different type of motivation.”

“Think of who you care about. Protect them and be out for love.”

“Fuel yourself with the fear of losin’ that somebody who’s your reason to live. Harness your heart and you can’t help choosin’ to fight with all you can give.”

Ready for This

“And though I kinda feel unsteady, now I gotta be ready for this.”

“Not to mention the camaraderie. Yes sure, you’ll form life-changing friendships with folks along the way.”

“Oh, don’t be put off by their snarlin’, that’s enthusiasm, darlin’!”

“Don’t worry, honey, that’s their thing. Keep singing.”

“When Adam brings the battle here, I must appear like I’m ready for this.”

“Surprised? Why, I knew she could do it all along.”

“Stick with her and you’ll be on the winning side.”

More than Anything-Reprise

“And in the end, if it’s only me you saved, there’s something I’ve been dying to say.”

“Need you to know I love you more than anything.”

Finale

“I know I could have done better, better than letting you down.”

“You can do this, now I know it! For your story has just begun.”

“The stage is wrecked, the crowd is gone, but, by god, Charlie! The show it must go on.”

“With more sinners than you can dream.”

“It starts with you. You know it’s true. Fulfill your destiny!”

“With a bit of bravado, maybe tomorrow, we’ll be atop the heap.”

“Nature abhors a power vacuum. It leaves room for you and me. The power of hell belongs to the Vees.”

“I’m hungry for freedom, like never before!”

“Once I figure out how to unclip my wings, guess who will be pulling all the strings?”

“And then tomorrow, it will be a fuckin’ happy day in Hell!”

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faded-mage · 1 month ago

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3, 6, and 15 for Eric and Gortash too feom the dragon age oc shipping asks!

I'm such a dum dum and added in non-DA to the tags but I'm honestly not sad about it. Because Eris x Gortash is another coupling I just fucking adore. I don't get to talk about them much because their fic is done (though... I am planning on reworking it now that I found my "voice" a bit better). It was also the first fic I ever wrote!

For context, Eris is my Dark Urge oc. (Note there are Dark Urge story spoilers, BG3 spoilers, and some fic spoilers).

3. What is something that always reminds me them of their partner(s)?

Eris has, of course, the unique situation where she does not remember him (or anything) at the beginning of the game. However, as time goes on bits and pieces remind her of him, calling her memories back in flashes. The primary item is a ring he gave her that sits on her right pointer finger. Before she remembered him, the ring itself brought her comfort as she traveled through Faerun. When she was worried, or unsure, confused, angry, she would rub the ring with her thumb. It looks like a very simplified version of a ring he also wears. The smell of machinery can also bring her to a halt.

Enver struggles more due to remembering every moment together, including finding out Orin 'killed' her. Orin's presence and his task is a constant reminder of Eris. He gave Eris a dagger that matches his crossbow just before they left to steal the crown of Karsus - which incidentally was also the same night they first got together. That itself is a powerful memory trigger.

6. Have they ever ended their relationship and come back together after some time?

It was 'ended' when Orin destroyed Eris' memory, and told Enver that she was dead. They did not really have a breakup in a normal sense. It was months that Enver believed she was dead, and Eris went just about catatonic the first time she saw him again standing in the Ilithid Colony. But she did not understand why. It was his voice, it had echoed in her dreams for months so she recognized it instantly as someone important to her.

They did not see each other until his coronation, where he stopped the proceedings to greet her, the two speaking in hushed whispers about their past. It would be after that they reunited fully. The rest would be spoilers. ;)

15. Would they let the world burn for their relationship or would they make sacrifices for the greater good?

Absolutely. They have, and would, let the world burn for one another. Spoilers after this for my fic: Eris stands against Bhaal, freeing herself from his influence for Enver. She murders the entirety of the Temple of Bhaal, the Murder Tribunal for him. Soaked in blood she proposes they rule Baldur's Gate together. They do not need to be gods, but they can be rulers - together. Enver agrees, and they obtain a chokehold over the city after the Absolute's defeat.

Fountain of Decay on AO3 - Dark Urge Eris x Enver Gortash

#baldur's gate 3 #enver gortash #dark urge x gortash #eris x enver #bg3 spoilers #fanfic spoilers #dark urge spoilers

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ejzah · 10 months ago

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A/N: A late happy fourth to those celebrating!

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Fireworks and Steaks

“Hey Dad, Mom needs another bag of ice,” Rosa called into the house, where Deeks was filling plates with raw steaks and hot dogs.

The Deeks-Blye second annual Fourth of July cookout was well underway. Sam, Callen, and Anna, among others, had gathered in the back.

“Ok. Can you bring this out to Sam?”

“Sure. ¿Necesitas alguna ayuda?”

“No soy bueno. I’ll be right out.”

When he came out a few minutes later with a bag full of ice, he found everyone gathered on the patio, chatting and eating snacks. Kensi and Callen were grouped around Sam at the grill, while Kilbride was once again in conversation with an animated Roberta, sans Arkady. A blanket spread out next to the patio served as a temporary playpen for Caleb and Sophia, though they kept making attempts to crawl to the freedom of the grass, their progress impeded by Kensi and Rosa in turn.

“So, how soon can we break out the sparklers?” Callen asked after the third attempt, leaning against the railing they’d installed around the patio shortly after the twins started crawling. He held a beer in one hand, a cookie in the other.

“Let me get this straight, you want to put glorified sticks of fire, which happen to be one of the most dangerous fireworks available I might add, into the hands of my eight month olds?” Deeks clarified incredulously.

“I mean I’d give it a year or two. They probably should be able to walk or run.”

“You’re a menace,” Sam commented without any heat.

“Didn’t you let Aiden shoot bottle rockets out of an empty coke bottle?”

“He was ten and I supervised the whole time,” Sam defended himself, waving his tongs at Callen.

“We thought we’d start out with snakes and smoke bombs and ease our way into the explosives,” Kensi joked. She grabbed a cookie, and came to stand beside Deeks, wrapping her free arm around his middle.

“You can’t tell me both of you never played with fireworks when you were a kid,” Callen persisted.

“Ray always had a bag of stuff he got from some guy selling on the corner or out of a car trunk,” Deeks admitted. Kensi tilted her up as he spoke, her eyebrows furrowing. “Most of it was stupid little trinkets that didn’t work, but a couple times he got his hands on an actual fountain or firecracker with some power behind it. This one year, we were maybe twelve-thirteen, and Ray runs over to my house all excited and secretive.

He smiled at the memory; they’d been simultaneously too mature and hopelessly naive.

“Somehow he’d found like an M-80 or 100, completely illegally of course. So we waited until after dark, walked to a park, and for reasons I can not explain, decided to light it on the playground.”

“Oh no,” Rosa muttered from the blanket. Caleb looked up curiously at her tone of voice.

“Yeah. We exploded a slide. Maybe a couple of swings. Fortunately, we were just smart enough to move away before it went off.”

“What did you do after that?” Callen asked, sounding more curious than anything.

“We ran like hell. Promised to never breathe a word to anyone and snuck back into our rooms, praying that no one would figure out we did it,” Deeks finished.

“And did they?” Sam asked in between flipping a few of the thinner steaks.

“Miraculously, no.” Deeks chuckled, still amazed by the fact to this day. “There were a couple articles about it in the paper that week, but no one ever even brought it up to us.”

“Wow, you never told me that story before,” Kensi commented, tilting her head as she quilted up at him.

“Well, it’s hardly my finest moment,” Deeks said with a shrug. “After that, I never set off another firework with Ray again.”

“Oh, that’s so much worse than what I did!” Kensi said gleefully.

“Wait, what did you do?” Deeks asked.

“I don’t think there’s any reason to get into that now. Besides, it’s almost time to eat.”

“Nah, I got another two steaks to grill. You got plenty of time,” Sam said, leaning back. “Spill.”

“I’d love to hear it,” Rosa piped up.

“I hate you all,” Kensi sighed.

“Please, Kensi, not on Independence Day,” Callen said with faux indignation.

“This might be better than fireworks,” Rosa commented.

A happy Fourth of July indeed,” Callen commented, raising his beer in a toast.

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A/N: I decided that Rosa might be comfortable calling Kensi and Deeks mom and dad at times by now.

#ncis la fanfiction #marty deeks #kensi blye #densi #Sam and Callen #Rosa #fluff #happy fourth of july #ejzah fanfiction

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technicianuprisingau · 6 months ago

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Kirbtober 2024 Companion Pieces - Week Three

A companion lore piece to the ongoing Kirbtober, using the list by @paintpanic. You can see the full art collection for this week here.

Day 14: Miracle

About time we discuss the Hypernova ability in full detail.

In this AU, the Miracle Fruit is used more as a slight power booster. To other beings they grant a bump on all stats with no cosmetic changes (except glowing, colorful eyes), but to puffballs, oddly, that's a different story. This is why the Hypernova ability is indeed an ability, not a state - they change their appearance entirely when touching one.

Hypernova ability is no longer stuck to just "big ass inhale" because screw you, we can be a little creative than that. See those wisps-like things? They are called 'seeds' (I should've shown them as proper seeds but look I'm tired) and each of them creates a specific boost.

In fact, this ability's entire gimmick is boosting an aspect of themselves or allies. There are 4 aspects each user can amplify, albeit they can only amplify one at a time, depending on the seed color they pick:

Strength [magenta]

Sturdiness/Defense [blue]

Speed [yellow]

Personal Aspect (depends on user's bonded ability and the most mastered/favored technique of said user's bonded ability - pure puffballs who don't attune to any ability gets a huge inhale boost by default) [black]

Currently, at least for Kirby, he can only boost himself. He's not mastering it entirely yet, and it's not helped by the fact he doesn't attune himself permanently to it. Bonding with the ability can unlock neat things such as being able to boost two or more aspects at once at the cost of energy increase or being able to boost more than one person at a time.

And yes, the colors are a CMYK joke. Let me have this I learned graphic design.

Day 15: Cutscene Redraw

Learner grasping at straws to find an easy cutscene to draw moment. Seriously, had I have far more energy and time and persistent, I would've drawn the concept for Robobot Armor's activation scene but... *looks at how painful drawing this bastard is* No. Just. No.

Anyways, did you know that Kirby keeps the Rainbow Sword and some legendary final weapons inside the Fountain of Dreams. No, I will not explain further for now. Good luck guessing how and why.

Day 16: Overgrown

Another Hypernova ability-related picture? Anyways.

You may notice that Kirby here lacks a scarf. That's because the scarf was given to him 2 months before events of Planet Robobot, which happens a year after Triple Deluxe. Also, yes, that is a young Sectonia in her young royal dress. She was a decent princess actually, even when she made a second identity as Joronia so she can escape the castle and all...

It's just a shame that once she became queen and the mirror got involved, things got messy... and Kirby was, unfortunately, predestined to kill her. This too, was a long story.

Day 17: Galaxy

You know how Kirby has these starry-like eyes in Star Allies? Well, here in this AU it's… not something all puffballs have. In fact, most if not all puffballs have plain eyes. Either glowing or normal. Kirby's eyes ARE normal… but actually, whenever he feels happy, content, or just really high, good emotions in general, the blue part of his eyes has this whole galaxy/star look to it.

Apparently, this is also a trait that a certain lost legendary family has - apparently, their family were given these eyes, heriditary since birth, as a 'blessing' from the stars themselves for charting them as they were once astronomers. So maybe they are connected? Or is that family not the only one? There are seriously a lot of mystery about those…

Day 18: Mirror

Rare gijinka entry, this time, because I am paying my dues for @somethinginworl's gikabi server. You may remember Seikyo - yes, that is their name - from a past story... yeah, that's the gijinka being featured here. Due to some weird Mirror World rules (and the fact that Seikyo is, well, created not by the mirror specifically, it's by Shadow Kirby), you can consider them a weird outlier... or a mirror of the rest of Team Starstruck that isn't Kirby. Weird how there is no mirror of those two, eh?

The actual gijinka design doesn't look like this, they just... dressed, for the occasion. Don't worry about it!

Day 19: AU/Parallel

Not really something lore intensive or anything but... this is just a really fun bonus. I try to find mutuals who I remember to have Kirby AUs, and then draw their Kirbies just hanging out here, carrying their fav drinks and eating a full pan of strawberry shortcake which they demolished by the time this pic is captured. Madmans.

From left to right we have:

Astral Reiteration AU, a twist on Star Allies lore with big angsty lore and a lot of creative liberty by @george228732;

NextGen AU, pretty much a future AU where Kirby became the king of Dreamland by @itsquakey;

...you know what this one is, by me;

And finally, SkyArc AU, which is "what if Dreamland is a bunch of floating islands and everything takes place up up in the sky?" by @autumnleafdraws.

I was racing against time to add AR!Kirby to the mix LMAO. I just love all these little goobers.

While I can't speak for the rest of the Kirbies... Here's a little lore something for TU!Kirby, the usual: this little guy loves milk coffee! He prefers it like that compared to his Meta Knight who prefers it extra black. He keeps both ratios balanced most of the time though.

#kirby au #kirby #technician uprising #technicianuprisinglore #kirby art #copy ability #kirby triple deluxe #kirby star allies #i took 2 days to format that stupid flavour text #and then #frickin #4096 text characters per block thing #WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT #THOSE ARE NOT 4096 CHARACTERS #HOW IS COLOR FORMATTING COUNT #THIS IS DUMB AND STUPID AND I HATE IT

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heygirltimeformorning · 6 months ago

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🤠😱🤪 for the ask game!

🤠- favorite AU genre

I will ramble more on this. I also like crossover AUs - give me the 118 working with the BAU from criminal minds, or working with Det Benson & Stabler from SVU any day of the week.

I feel like I was a little harsh on canon-divergent AUs - I like them fine, they just aren’t my preferred flavor. Kind of like a fountain Diet Coke vs Diet Coke in a can.

😱- favorite moment in a favorite fic

Okay, well, the moment that immediately sprung to mind I can't talk about bc the fic is not published yet and I am waiting VERY PATIENTLY.

so let's go with this moment from @wildehacked's "all of the girls you loved before" (every single word of which is excellent) but my favorite was:

"Buck could feel Tommy’s ribs getting bigger and smaller with his breathing, this big powerful beautiful man so delicate and vulnerable in Buck’s arms. It made him feel like—like when he and Chris went to the zoo and looked at the tigers, and fantasized about petting one. It made him feel like a little girl who loves horses, like a little girl who just won the Kentucky Derby, like the girl in that one book Maddie had when he was a kid. My Friend Flicka? But in a sexy, tremulous, romantic way."

Because horse girl Buck? Y E AH.

🤪- wild card, ramble about something

Charlie, don't tempt me like this, I am a YAPPER.

okay, but seriously, I think what I want to ramble about is, uh, how much I love fandom? gross. okay. I'm about to trauma dump for a second.

My baby sister (she was 25) died two months and six days ago, and then I couldn't sleep, so my doctor was like "here's some hydroxyzine" and then I had a very, very strange dream where Buddie adopted a little girl named Kip (i don't know, babe), and woke up and I was like "well. I suppose it's time for my return to fanfiction." and, because I literally cannot do a single thing on my own, I started looking for friends and support & I ?? found them.

@distractionpie and I talk about the episode every Friday morning and it's literally one of the highlights of my week. They also let me get in their messages and yap (literally nonstop) about Buck and gender etc etc, and they are genuinely so brilliant and insightful. The two Buddie fics they've posted (late nights, early mornings & RA118) both did things to me that I still don't fully understand.

@dracculaura was my very first fandom friend, and I got blackout drunk at a drag show and they were very patient and kind with me. They are my emotional support raccoon, and they hold my hand through almost every fic. They were instrumental in the Paris fic, because I have never been to Paris (literally or figuratively) and I was having some logistic issues. Their Buddie fic, "to come home," about the way that Eddie and Buck allow the assumptions to just, happen, is such a sweet little companion to the moments we know and love from canon.

@playinginthunderstorms (yes, you) is my sister wife. Charlie, you regularly activate my muse (there are Things in the Works, okay, that are all her fault). Charlie gets me - I can literally say like, "purple scrunchie" and she'll be like "yeah, totally, ali, here's a fic that will destroy all the feelings you have about that." Every single one of Charlie's Buddie fics are phenomenal, and I credit her "wonderstruck, blushing" with the fact that I think about Buck being 80% leg 99% of the time. Charlie is a master of the coda, and her canon rewrites are the stuff of legends.

(these are just the three people I talk to the most - if I listed every single mootie like I want to, I'd be here all night, and I turn into a pumpkin after 10pm I'm sorryyyyy)

The people in this fandom are kind and brilliant and I stopped believing in god a long time ago, but I do believe that the universe gives us what we need when it royally fucks us over, and what I needed was a soft place to land - and some gay firefighters - and that's what I got.

ugh, now I'm emotional.

FANKS, BABES.

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#ask games #fic recs #soooo many fic recs here

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dadmightandkyojurohavemyheart · 11 months ago

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Paradigm Shift (Female Izuku AU)

Yagi Toshinori was no stranger to sacrifice, but nothing quite hurt like leaving Inko Midoriya behind at that café. It it had to be done for her safety though.

15 years later, the last thing he expects is to fish a notebook out of a school fountain, only to meet a girl with Inko's hair and his eyes. When she introduces herself as Izumi Midoriya, the truth hits.

He'd given up more than Inko all those years ago.

Now with two relationships he needs to build and repair, Yagi has to learn more than how to be a good teacher, but a father as well...

Starting with how Izumi got that burn on her face. Though the way she flinches tells him he isn't going to like the answer.

Chapter One

Izumi

“Stop it, Kacchan!” I stood between my friend and the boy he'd been bullying, wishing the shaking all but tearing through me would stop. Standing up to him was scary enough without that.

His friends laughed, pointing and jeering. “Aw, look at her. She's so scared, she'll probably pee herself before too long!”

Once upon a time, Kacchan would have gotten angry at someone for saying that to me. A month ago, he would have jumped in, all fire and blazing eyes while threatening anyone who tried to hurt me.That was before, now was…different.

He sneered, miniature explosions gathering in his palm as he lashed out toward me. “Don't try to be a hero, you're just a quirkless piece of trash. A pebble in my way!”

I didn't dodge in time and pain bloomed along my cheek, tears blurring my vision next as I stumbled back, desperately needing space between me and the cruel stranger who'd taken Kacchan's place over the last month.

The boy I'd helped ran without looking back and Kacchan glared after him, eyes all but sparking with the same explosive force as his power. Once he was out of sight, that gaze dropped to me again and I crawled away, cradling the new burn on my jaw.

He didn't let me get far, his hand lashing out with another round of explosions. “You'll never be a hero, not like me!” The shrill words dug in like needles and I ducked, trying to hide most of my face.

Why did I have to be born without a quirk? Everything would be the same as it was if I'd gotten one, even Mom's! Kacchan would still be my friend, I wouldn't have to run from him every day…It wasn't fair!

Curling tighter into myself, I waited for another round of pain. Only, it didn't come.

Instead, Kacchan's voice cracked out with…fear. “What the hell?!”

When nothing happened after a second, I slowly cracked an eye open. Kacchan stood in front of me, his hand hovering between us. He stared at it, his face a mix of angry and terrified as he waved it forcibly through the air. “Why isn't it working?!”

His quirk wasn't working?

Immediately, concern ballooned out, eclipsing my fear and pain. I'd never heard about someone's quirk suddenly disappearing before. Was something wrong with Kacchan?

His eyes widened, fear I'd never seen before glowing off him as he turned to me and spat. “What did you do? Are you contagious or something?!”

His friends backed away as if I were diseased and he warily retreated too. A pang of hurt cut through me before I shook my head. “No, I don't know what's happening!”

He balled his fist and pulled it back, “You have to be the one who did this, you quirkless freak!”

Before he could let the punch fly, an unfamiliar voice cut in. “It wasn't her, you rabid pomeranian. It was me.”

Kacchan stepped back, allowing me to see the form hovering on the edge of the clearing.It was a girl around our age, her dark hair cut roughly at her ears in a jagged line, and her eyes…Her eyes were glowing red. She was erasing Kacchan's quirk.

Fascination burned to the surface under my fear and thousands of questions pushed their way to the front. How did that work? Could she use it on more than one person at a time?That would be amazing for hostage situations or hero work! She was so lucky.

Kacchan turned, forcing me back to the present as he bared his teeth.“I'm not a fruit, you stupid brat! Whatever you're doing, quit it, before I kill you!”

She raised a brow, clearly unimpressed. “Pomeranian isn't a fruit, idiot. It's a dog. And for someone spouting off about being number one hero, you sure talk about killing a lot. Are you sure you're not trying to be a villain?”

Kacchan's fists shook, sweat trailing down them in lines but not igniting, as he clearly wanted it to.“Shut up and give me my quirk back!” His tone shook just a tiny bit and the girl scoffed.

“Why should I? You were just hurting her for being quirkless. Maybe you don't deserve to have a quirk if that's how you treat people who don't have one.”

Kacchan lunged toward her, fist raised with a scream. “I'll force you if you won't do it on your own!”

She sidestepped him and struck, fist colliding with Kacchan's jaw. “If you want your quirk back, then walk away. I hate bullies and I won't let you hurt her again.”

Kacchan stumbled, cradling his cheek now as he eyed her warily. His friends stayed back, clearly afraid of what she could do, and when he noticed that, he scoffed. “You're all nothing but extras, you aren't worth my time.”

He stormed off, his cronies following behind. Once they were gone, I faced the girl and swallowed my tears.“Thanks.”

She walked over and shrugged, offering a hand down to me as her eyes faded from red to black. “It's like I said, I don't like bullies. Are you okay? That looks pretty bad.”

I nodded, ignoring the sting lancing through my cheek. “I'll be okay. You should be careful though, Kacchan will be really mad with you now. If he thinks you're friends with me, it'll only make it worse.”

She helped me up and brushed the dirt off my back with a shrug. “I don't care. He's not scary…not really.”

Her eyes drifted to the side as if she were staring at something only she could see. Something shifted in the air and I nudged her, not liking the sudden heaviness.“Your quirk is really cool, you could use it to help hundreds-no, thousands of people!”

She flushed and shifted between her feet. “I don't think it's that great, I can only use it on one person at a time. Besides,” She looked away and frowned, “Mom doesn't like it when I use it. She gets…really upset.”

Something about how she said it made my skin crawl. She almost seemed afraid, but I had to be wrong. That was her Mom.There was nothing to be scared of, right?

Putting that aside, I took her hand and pulled toward my house. “Well, I think it's really cool.” Biting my lip, I looked down and asked. “If you really don't mind Kacchan, I'd like it if we could be friends. Do you want to play heroes? I have a lot of figurines we can play with, if you promise to be careful with them.”

She hesitated for a second before slowly nodding. “I'd like that.” Then she offered a hand. “I'm Akane. What's your name?”

I took it and shook how Mom showed me. “I'm Izumi, come on. My house isn't that far!”

Mom would probably be worried about the burn though…Running my hand over it, I led the way down the road and asked. “Hey, can you not tell my Mom about this?”

Akane frowned and raised a brow. “Do you think she won't notice a burn on your face?”

Well, when she put it like that…

“Maybe we could just not say who did it? Kacchan is my friend. I don't want to get him in trouble.”

It would only make his sudden anger worse and if I wanted to have my friend back, I couldn't tell Mom.

She grimaced and shook her head. “I don't like this. If he's willing to hurt you and be mean to people, are you sure he's a good friend?”

I bit my lip and looked away. “I know he's mean now, but maybe he'll go back to being my friend soon. Please, just don't tell Mom?”

For a second, I thought she'd refuse, but after a long minute, she nodded with a sigh.“Fine, but I'm not going to let him hurt you.”

She took my hand and smiled. “That's what friends do, right?”

I beamed and nodded. “Right! Let's go home, I have so many All Might action figures to show you.”

I grabbed her hand and ran, Akane following without complaint despite the speed. Excitement bubbled through me and I didn't bother tamping it down.

After Kacchan changed, I wasn't sure I'd ever have a friend again. If he could turn against me like that without warning, anyone could.

But maybe he'd go back to being MY Kacchan soon. In the meantime, I'd made another friend and I couldn't wait to show her all my All Might stuff.

#dadmight #female izuku #biodadmight #bnha #bnha fanfiction #bnha all might #my hero academia #my hero academy fanfiction

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smokeybrand · 2 years ago

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Twincest

I have been absolutely captivated by Rachel Weisz for years. I was introduced to this vision of beauty like most of my peers, way back when the Brendan Fraser Mummy flick dropped. Her Evy Carnahan made that film for me. I mean, it’s excellent on it’s own, so campy and hilarious, but i left that theater back in the waning days of the Nineties, one hundred percent smitten with Weisz. My adoration for her definitely started as a teenage crush but, as time has gone on and my cinematic sensibilities have matured, I've fallen in love with her acting ability. Rachel Weisz never misses, man. Sunshine, Enemy at the Gates, The Constant Gardener, The Fountain, The Lovely Bones, Oz the Great and Powerful, The Lobster, Disobedience, and The Favourite are all favorites but Constantine definitely stands out. I have written at length about my love for that flick. I mean, The Favourite is up there, too, but Constantine is just aces in my book, mostly because Rachel Weisz kills it.

Obviously, whenever she has a project drop, I'm giving it my full attention and her newest just so happens to be an updated re-imagining of one of my favorite Cronenberg blood baths. You know i had to check out Dead Ringers! I’m a fan of horror. Have been for years so Croneneberg’s unique vision of the grotesque and the horrible always rings truer to my eye than, say, Clive Barker. Toss Rachel Weisz into the mix, turn it from a two hour film, into an six episode, prestige mini-series on Amazon, and i am there with bells on! Listen, I'm not going to spoil anything about this show. Not even a goddamn hint. I am just going to gush about how f*cking amazing this viewing experience was and how i am devastated that it’s over. Off the top, Dead Ringers is excellent. Go watch that sh*t, right now. It’s on Amazon so if you have Prime, you got it. If you don’t, pay the ten dollars or whatever for the month and binge that sh*t because it’s inspired! Weisz delivers one of her best performances, playing dueling twins, Elliot and Beverly Mantle. They’re Gynecologists who do gynecological things, brilliantly, until they don’t. And things get weird. Then they get bloody. Also, even weirder. The rest of the supporting cast really carries their own weight, especially the likes of Jennifer Ehle. Her Rebecca Parker is just so insidiously delightful.

Even more than the performances, i have to praise the exceptionally strong direction. Four people took the helm over these six episodes and the tone maintained a steady feel. You’d never know that someone different directed episodes two through five. But, for me, the cherry on top of this ridiculously fattening cinematic sundae, was the cinematography. God, his show is shot beautifully! Each frame is a goddamn work of art. It reminds me of an Ari Aster film or that old Hannibal show from NBC which was criminally canceled. Dead Ringers is everything you want in a prestige television series. It’s a solidly performed epic, full of violence, sex, intrigue, and the darkest humor this side of Fargo. If the idea of Rachel Weisz playing unhinged and genius identical twins with a penchant for the sapphic isn’t enough to grab your attention, then do it for the bonkers spiral over six episodes. If you’ve seen the original Cronenberg film from the Eighties, you have the broad strokes of the plot but make no mistake; This version of that story is definitely it’s own thing. It’s more “inspired by” than a direct, gender-bent, remake. I positively cherished my time in this world and want to play within it much, much, more. If you have a morning or afternoon to kill, take the time to savor this show. It’s so deliciously perfect!

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smokeybrandreviews · 2 years ago

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Twincest

#Dead Ringers

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ampal98 · 1 month ago

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Setting the Scene

This is the first chapter of my fic (which is in the process of a name change) but is also a stand alone starring our very own fairy of nature

A rather tan girl dressed in pink and green shifted through the crowds of fairies some running to reunite with old friends and others, like herself, trying to find their way in a new school. She had to admit the castle she now stood in was even more magnificent than she had imagined. Alfea school for fairies was renowned in the magical dimension and the Linphean native was in awe.

It was also a culture shock. The realm the school and its two counterparts were located in was incredibly different to the vast forests she grew up in. While Linphea was by no means behind on the technological uptake the visual differences alone were enough to let her know this would be a whole new adventure for the fairy of nature.

With minimal trouble she managed to find her dorm room and, with one potted plant in her arms and several others plus her luggage floating behind her, she took a breath opened the door. Shifting the plant in her arms slightly so she could better see in front of her and was met with who she assumed to be two of her four new roommates.

"Hi, my names Flora."

XXX

Those were in fact her two roommates; Stella, and the girl she would be sharing a room with, Bloom. Soon after the last two dormmates arrived, Tecna and Musa. It didn't take long for the girls to find that they got along rather well. It perhaps took less time to realize this rooming arrangement would be interesting. What can you really expect when you stick together a shy nature fairy and a newfound fairy from Earth of all places, and to the point fairy of technology and a vibin' fairy of music, not to mention Princess Stella of Solaria and the fairy of the shining sun and self-named fashion expert? Well apparently, you get the Winx Club Really head of discipline, Miss Grizelda, brought the next several years and near mental breakdowns upon herself.

Sometimes stern teacher would look back on that first day when she heard a group of freshmen had already gotten into an altercation with several senior Cloudtower witches and lament on the grey hairs she wouldn't have if she had retired that day. Headmistress Faragonda on the other hand, who conveniently already had a head of silver hair, would just smile when she heard these mutterings and dismiss them as young fairies coming into themselves.

Of course, where teenage fairies and witches are concerned, we can't forget the heroes in training as well. This particular dorm of girls got rather close with a particular squad of Red Fountain students, Prince Sky, his squire and childhood best friend Brandon, the moody and standoffish cherry redhead Riven, and techno expert that could rival their own tech goddess, Timmy.

As we said they all got along rather well considering their significant differences but after so many years it isn't fair to assume one incident would cause a woman as strong headed as Grizelda to contemplate her career choices. There was also a lot of drama these kids had gotten tangled up in.

First of all, turns out Bloom isn't actually from Earth. She's the surviving princess of the lost planet of Sparx that fell to the ancestral witches and took every other resident of the kingdom with it. Yeah, finding that out alone involved a lot of drama and rule breaking and things were only getting started.

Well despite coming to Alfea after about two days of knowing magic even existed this lost princess also had the power of the dragon fire from the great dragon itself which it turns out those three senior witches they fought with on their first day, Icy, Darcy, and Stormy, desperately wanted. That's where the drama comes in including Riven being spelled and used as a spy against him and adding to his own moody nature made him more temperamental and with worse mood swings than Stella during that time of the month. It's okay though because in the end he broke through the mind spell, broke up with Darcy, and settled all major issues between himself and his squad.

Now back to the witches, after many failed attempts they eventually managed to steal blooms magic from her and conjured up the army of decay. They then went on the attack to take over the magical dimension starting with Magix and its three schools. They imprisoned headmistress of Cloudtower professor Griffin and destroyed Red Fountain on top of the chaos wreaked on the main city and injuries caused to all students, staff, and civilians involved. In the end though the Winx Club with the help of their fellow fairies heroes and witches were able to defeat the Trix, Magix was restored to normal and the witches at fault were sent away for reformation. Unfortunately, there were many injuries to be dealt with and an entire school to be rebuilt. Red Fountain was destroyed to the point it was in ruins and would take months to restore.

On top of that there was the Bloom/ Sky/ Diaspro drama, the fact that Brandon and Sky had been pretending to be the other for the whole year until they were caught in the lie and broke Stella and Blooms hearts by lying to them before redeeming themselves. Lucky for the two of them their friends were forgiving, eventually, and now everybody goes by their own name.

Then you would think this was a one off, once again you would be wrong. The next year just when their getting into the groove of the new semester another fairy nobody had met before shows up with a baby pixie in her arms and collapses in front of them. This is Princess Layla of Tides who along with her bonded baby pixie Piff, the pixie of sweet sleep, brought the news that there was a new baddie called Lord Darkar who had kidnapped a bunch of pixies resulting in her going with Bloom, Stella, Sky, and Brandon to rescue them which they did successfully and bringing about five new fairy and pixie bondings. Flora with the pixie of gossip and chatter Chatta, Bloom with the pixie of portals Lockette, Stella bonded with Amore the pixie of love, Tecna with a match made in heaven Digit the pixie of nanotechnology, and Musa who bonded with Tune the prim and proper pixie of etiquette.

Now they were battling against Darkar and his evil plans as well as the Trix who he broke out of their reformation sentence. Fun, right?

But to leave it at that would be to assume that Flora's first year of school and then some was all trial and hardships. While these events did indeed bring them together there were lighter moments as well and by the end of the year Flora was able to go home for the Summer with several new lasting friendships so we can't forget the good times as well.

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It was no secret that the Winx Club had seen some things and it wasn't uncommon for these things to haunt them in their sleep. Bloom however was more vocal when waking stuck in her nightmares than the other often waking Flora up with her thrashing and cries.

At first Bloom was absolutely mortified by this and would apologize profusely before insisting that she was fine and Flora should go back to sleep. At first Flora would listen, not wanting to press where she wasn't wanted when she was still just getting to know these girls. Over time however she slowly insisted more and more that Bloom had nothing to be sorry about and would ask her if she wanted to talk about it.

After some months of this Bloom woke from a particularly bad nightmare of visions of her home planet being attacked and desperately trying to call out to Daphne with no results and before she could get her bearings after Flora woke her up she found herself spilling her heart out and in turn breaking Flora's at the pain her friend was going through.

It was at this point that Flora dragged her up from the bed and pulled her into the common area of the dorm and sat her on the couch with a tissue before turning to the kitchen and starting to brew a pot of chamomile tea while making idle chitchat giving Bloom a chance to calm down.

Once the tea is done she pours it into two cups and joins Bloom on the couch and handing her a cup. Without a word Bloom takes a deep sip of the tea and lets out a deep breath finally feeling her heartrate returning to normal.

"Do you want to talk about it?" the tea making nature fairy asked taking a sip herself.

With only slight hesitation this time Bloom began to spill her heart out to the point that she begins working herself up again making Flora set down her own cup before gently taking the redheads from her hands and setting it on the table as well and pulling her into a hug.

After a few moments of Flora whispering calming reassurances to her Bloom pulls herself together once more and pull back with a sheepish but grateful smile on her face. "Thanks Flora, that really did help."

Flora smiled sweetly. "I'm glad, you can always talk to me and I know I can't speak for the others but I think its safe to say that they feel the same. Now finish your tea and I'll read your tea leaves before we go back to bed."

Blooms head cocked to the side slightly in interest. "You read tea leaves?"

Flora smiled some more this time in reminiscence. "Yeah, my grandmother taught me when I was little. She gave me a deck of tea reading cards to help me learn but I think I'm pretty good at it on my own now."

After a slight moment Bloom asked her if she still had the cards. Flora told her she'd call her mother and ask her to send them over and she would help Bloom learn if she wanted. Bloom agreed before handing over her now empty cup.

Flora took the small plate the cup had been sitting on from the table and swirled the dregs of tea in the bottom of the cup before turning it over onto the plate. She put the plate aside and looked into the cup now, turning it either way while looking at the images made by the remaining leaves left on the bottom.

"Let's see, this is a heart right here. That one's pretty self-explanatory, it means love, emotions, and happiness." Flora gave a coy smirk. "Gee I wonder who that could be referring to. Hey maybe we should give Sky a tea reading too." Flora laughed as Blooms face flushed as red as her hair.

"Oh, good news you also have an anchor which means success in business or in your case love" Flora had to stifle her laugh as Bloom smacked her with a pillow. "Hey, don't shoot the messenger the tea said it, not me. Oh and you have an ivy leaf, faithful friends will help you on the road to prosperity." The two girls shared a smile at this one. "Now come on we can get a few more hours of sleep before we have to get up for class and when my mom sends the cards over you can read mine."

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It had been a quiet day. Had been being key here because after a long day of classes one specific dorm was anything but quiet. Stella was fuming, to be fair it really just had not been her day. She started off oversleeping and rushing through her morning routine by the time her friends had gotten her up and things had just gone downhill from there.

Which lead to where we are now as Stella paced around the common area as Bloom, Tecna, and Musa sat around the room watching her wear a hole in the carpet. The only one absent was Flora who upon getting out of class had rushed off to her room to tend to a potion she was working on.

"And the absolute audacity of that bitch! I mean can you believe-" Stella's rant was cut off by a loud crash coming from Bloom and Flora's room followed by a resounding "Fuck!"

The fairy of the shining sun stopped in her place eyes going wide and mouth dropped open. The other three around her looked startled as well and quickly followed after Stella who bolted into the only other occupied room. When they entered the room they saw Flora spelling a pile of broken glass on the floor into the trashcan with a disgruntled look on her face.

With a huff she turned around to see the others staring at her. "Oh sorry did I-" her question of what she had done was abruptly stopped as Stella practically leapt toward her clasping her hands to the girls cheeks earning a surprised jump from her. "Stella what are you doing?"

Instead of answering the question asked Stella simply shook Floras face in her hands in a woeful manner. "My poor innocent baby what have we done to you. Oh god we've corrupted the one good person left in a world full of complete assholes!"

Frankly Flora wouldn't have been more confused if Bloom's pet rabbit Kiko suddenly turned into Icy herself and started dancing the mambo. "I don't understand." Once again she was ignored as her blonde friend pulled her into a crushing hug.

Finally taking pity on the girl Tecna spoke up as Bloom and Musa attempted to detach the blonde from Flora. "I believe she's referring to the fact that you just cursed."

This didn't seem to clear up much of her confusion because she had heard every single one of them curse since moving in together though by Stella's raving, she took it to assume that she hadn't heard the brunette herself curse before. If only she'd been there when those kids on Linphea had been bullying her little sister. Then again judging by the reaction to one word she may have gone into shock.

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The dorm was at the point to where Grizelda would have failed a room inspection. You couldn't see the floor of the main dorm and going into the shared dorm of Musa and Tecna. It also wouldn't help that one of the dorms occupants was currently sitting in the middle of this mess with a scowl on her face and mumbles coming out under her breath. She would have gotten a detention had Grizelda actually heard any of them.

Musa's five roommates were currently hiding from her in Stella's room discussing whether it was safe to make a run for the front door before Musa snapped at them.

The last they heard from her she was writing a song for the concert coming up at Red Fountain and was having writers block. They didn't get a chance to talk to her since her bedroom had been overflowing with crumpled up papers to the point Musa moved out into the living room. That had been hours ago.

"Girls this isn't like Musa at all." Tecna broke the silence.

"What being a scary little gremlin? I beg to Differ." Stella said before being elbowed in the side by Layla. "Okay geez I'm sorry. Just a little joke to lighten the mood."

Bloom started speaking putting a stop to any possible arguments to come. "Tecna's right. Musa never stresses this much over writing a song. She usually just steps away until she gets inspiration or something."

"I'm gonna go talk to her." Flora said being the first to willingly leave the room.

"Well it was nice knowing you Flora but it's your funeral- OW! Layla I was kidding.

Flora shut the door behind her cutting off the noise in the room and leaving the still grumbling fairy in this one. Flora carefully made her way over and moved some of the dozens of crumpled papers aside until she was sitting next to Musa. Gently taking the pen and pad of paper out of the blue haired girls hands Flora was prepared for her to turn to her and snap.

"Hey give that back."

Flora didn't bat an eye. "Do you want to talk about what's really bothering you?"

Musa gaped at her for a few moments before sighing. Her shoulders drooped leaving her hunched in on herself. She mumbled something again but this time Flora was almost sure it wasn't anything foul.

"You need to speak up sweetie." Flora told her gently putting a comforting hand on her knee.

"It's just not her." Musa sniffled out. "My mom was such an amazing singer I always listened to her and though I'm going to be just like her, I'll sound like that one day. But here I am and I can't even write a song. I'm trying to make a song like hers as a memorial to her but I can't get it right and I can't help but think that I'm disappointing her." By the time she finished she took one look at Flora and threw herself into her arms sobbing.

"Then don't" Flora told her as she pet her hair.

"What?" Musa whispered.

"Don't try to write one of her songs because Musa you aren't your mom. You're Musa and that's okay. I think it's pretty great and I know your mom would think so too." Musa didn't say anything so Flora continued. "Your mom is a part of you, she always will be, but there's so much more to you so why don't you write a Musa song for your mom."

It was another few minutes of Musa's tears dying down and getting her breathing under control. "Thanks Flo. Do you think you could help me."

"Of course."

And the two sat there for another hour or two. "Okay" Flora said sitting up straight from where she was just leant over Musa note pad. "Let's hear it."

Musa cleared her throat and began.

"Oh ah oh oh oh Lonely mountains and tragic spells Forbidden potions from haunted realms Seas of stardust lightyears apart Feel the dragons that'll rip your heart

I faced them all and I survived to get right here as you arrived And when I heard your voice and song I knew that I finally belong

Now I know we'll never part

'Cause your magic lives inside my heart And we'll always be together "Cause your magic lives inside my heart forever and ever"

Flora stayed quiet but had a smile on her face as Musa thought threw what she just heard from herself. "This is it it's perfect." Musa pulled Flora into another hug that she happily returned before Musa began cleaning up the mess she had made and Flora went to get the rest of the girls so they could all go down to dinner.

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Flora and Tecna were alone in the dorm room. Stella dragged Bloom to help her pick out a dress for her and Brandon's next date and Musa and Layla were working off each other to write a new song and dance to go with it and were in the auditorium.

The two remaining fairies were sat watching old reruns on tv. "I think this may be the dullest thing we've done since Stella wanted help organizing her closet." Tecna sighed as she flopped over to the side of the couch closer to Flora.

"Please do not remind me. As much as I like pink I don't ever want to try organizing her again, she could give Codatorta a run for his money the way she turned into drill sergeant Stella."

"Ya, sometimes I'm not sure whether I sure be more concerned over her sanity or my safety. Don't get me wrong I love Stella but sometimes it isn't the easiest to live with such different people."

"Tecna you just gave me a great idea!" Flora jumped off the couch causing Tecna to sit back up.

"Okay, what idea did I give you?"

Why don't instead of begrudgingly agreeing to help organize Stella's closet we just take time to do things that each other likes. Maybe we'll find we have common interests or could at least find something new interesting.

"Okay I'm game. So what are we doing?" Tecna stood now letting flora choose what to do first.

"Well I told Faragonda that I'd go check on the greenhouse if you want to come with me." Flora's voice got lower towards the end as she began to worry that Tecna would have no interest in that. "Or you know anything really."

"No. I like that idea. That's the whole point right? Your into nature and I'm into technology so lets go, you can teach me how to plant something.

By the time the two ended back in their dorm they were still alone but now were soaking wet and dripping water all over the carpet. Once the door was closed they turned to face one another and burst out into the hysterics they had been laughing since they were in the green house, only just managing to keep quiet as they snuck back to the dorm so Grizelda wouldn't catch them dripping water everywhere.

Now one may have assumed that coming back from watering some plants absolutely drenched would make for a bad experience. Well you thought wrong because now in the safety of their still empty dorm they started laughing so hard Flora's could be considered cackling and Tecna snorted.

"Okay, well all the plants got water, including us. But that was a really good first go at gardening for you Tec. If you had fu I wouldn't mind you dropping by once in a while even if it's just to talk."

"That, that was fun. It's been a while since I felt so calm and carefree."

"Well its hard to have many cares when you start a water war."

"I didn't mean to start it" Tecna was still laughing and could barely get her words out. The two knew they were just fun little jabs at each other that meant no harm because they really did do a lot of bonding and it wasn't over yet, Now it's Tecna's turn to decide.

"I thought you said we were starting off easy?" Flora said leaning side to side as if it would make her player move as she wanted it to.

"We are. It's just mario kart, we haven't even gotten to GTA yet."

"My interpretation of starting off easy solo player games."

"Well these team based games help us not only connect as friends but as fairies and help guide us to using our powers together."

"Okay if you say so."

A very short time late

"Flora you're going backward.

"Then how do I go forward?"

Once again with a lot of laughing and a few shrieks here and there by the time the other girls got back the two had already planned out their next best friend bonding date and were planning on dragging the other girls into it too.

XXX

Flora walked into the infirmary once again to check on the new girl Layla. She'd been at Alfea for nearly a week after stumbling out of the forest but was only going on her second day of consciousness. Layla was sitting up in bed with a sleeping Piff in her arms and a distant look on her face.

"Layla?" Flora called out to the girl trying not to startle her. It didn't work and Layla jumped up, her spine straightening as she took on a defensive position guarding the pixie who hadn't even flinched at the noise or movement.

After assessing her surroundings and assuring herself there was no immediate danger she relaxed. "Sorry, hi Flora."

Flora bit her lip as she thought over her next words. "Do you want to talk about it?" Layla floundered around trying to conceal her emotions at the question. Obviously, this just concerned the flower fairy even more. Layla started rambling about how there was nothing wrong but the kind but knowing look on Flora's was more than enough to know it wasn't working.

"I had them in my arms and still couldn't protect them. They were so weak and scared and it can only be worse now. We were almost out we found a room with a portal we could use to get out of the under realm when he sent his shadow monsters after us. It happened so fast, he must have been watching the whole time. Then Darkar shows up and nearly kills me before sending me free falling out of his lair and I can't remember anything after that until waking up here. I don't even know how long it's been since then or how the hell I got here. And through all of that I had a pixie obliviously asleep the whole time. I mean this doesn't happen to normal people. Who even knows what's happening to the pixies now. They've been with me since I was a kid, I grew up with them, I was there when Piff was born, they saved me. And now I can't even keep them safe when I was so close. They were relying on me and I failed and now they could be dead for all I know." Flora's presence gave a sense of comfort that set Layla at ease enough to talk out her thoughts.

Flora waited until she was sure the princess was done simply rubbing her back as she got her breathing under control. Moving her hands to rest on one of her shoulder as she straightened back up. Layla was closing in on herself again. "Why are you here?"

Flora's eyes scrunched up in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Why are you here?" Layla asked again. "You don't know me or the pixies, none of this is your problem you could have just brought me here and never come back but you and your friends keep coming back and you've come to see me more than anyone else. I don't understand why you care?"

Flora worked to keep a feeling of pity off of her face as she realized just how isolated this girl had been that she couldn't understand why someone would care about her problems or even to be around her.

"Sweetie, I'm here because I do care. I care about your health and the pixies safety and whatever this Darkar guy is up to. We want to help, Miss Faragonda has been planning how to get the pixies back since you told us. We are going to get the pixies back and we are going to do it together and take care of each other."

Layla still didn't understand. "But why?"

"Because that's what friends do, we stick together and don't leave anyone behind, including you. I know that everything going on is, well, a lot and I can't speak on your part but I for one consider you a friend." Flora smiled as she watched the baby pixie still in Layla's lap sit up with a yawn and then crawled over to Flora's lap and fell back asleep as Flora rubbed her back.

"But you don't even know me, why would you want to be my friend?"

Flora looked back to Layla's eyes when she answered her. "Well like you said you've only been awake for two days. Two days into knowing my dormmates and hardly knew anything more than their names. Now I consider them to be the best friends I've ever had. That's how friendship works, you get to know each other as you go so I don't know a lot about you right now but that comes in time. For now I already know that you care deeply for the people close to, you want to protect them and would do anything to ensure that. I think that's more than enough knowledge to that you're a good person and I would be lucky to have a friend like you."

Layla shut her eyes and put her hand on top of the one Flora had on her shoulder and squeezed it in thanks. "Thank you Flora. I didn't have many friends growing up but I know enough to know that you're a great friend. One look at the way you act with your friends and anyone would know. It would be nice to be included in that."

They smiled at each other and even without the hug Flora would normally give her but held back not wanting to overwhelm her the silence held the understanding that they now stood as friends and Layla truly wasn't alone.

Before either of them could say another word the remaining four girls walked into the room as Flora handed Piff back to her bonded fairy. "Hey Flo, hey Layla." Musa said as she leaned against the wall.

"Hi girls." Flora said, Layla only smiled at them but it was more sincere than any of them had seen yet. "How was class."

"Same old, same old" Stella said draping herself across a chair. "Oh, Flora, Miss Faragonda asked us to have you see her in her office."

Flora nodded and thanked her before giving Layla a reassuring smile and said goodbye to everyone as she left.

Layla once again got lost in her own thoughts until another voice brought her back to reality. "Layla is everything okay, you're thinking about something pretty hard?" Bloom asked as she walked closer to the bed.

Layla assured them she was fine she had just come to a realization. "I've only known Flora for a day and a half but if anything ever happened to her I would kill everyone in the room and then myself."

Four voices rang out in response. "Agreed."

XXX

Upon their remaining groups return from the under realm the girls made to stay behind raced off to hug their friends. Flora first went to Layla and gave her a super comforting hug that says I knew you could do it without ever using words and reunited her with Piff. Then turning to hug Stella, Bloom, Sky, and Brandon as well. As Flora pulled away from Brandon's hug, assuring herself that everyone was fine and he'd tell her about it in their gossip session.

Bloom screamed above everyone else about managing to save the pixies too. Flora looked up and the first thing she saw was this little pixie with big blonde pigtails and a smile that could go on for days. There was a moment where the two of you just looked into one another's eyes and went into some sort of trance. The excited talking around them snapped them out of what Flora assumed to be the moment a bonded fairy and pixie met, or rather five since Layla already had Piff but it looks like the rest of the Winx seem to have bonded too.

This vivacious blonde flew right up to Flora and started talking so fast it would put Stella to shame. Question about boyfriends and why are you single youre so pretty. Finally Flora had to stop her for a minute. I don't have a boyfriend right now because I haven't found mister right yet."

"Well that's okay because between me and Amore we're gonna get you a boyfriend in no time." With that Chatta then started going on about how brave she was down there and sat herself on Flora's shoulder as they began walking inside to find out what actually happened but had to make a quick pit stop to grab Kiko, who was looking sad at being passed over by all the other fairies for their new pixies, who she immediately introduced to Chatta and as far as Flora could tell they got on wonderfully.(1)

XXX

Sky couldn't hold in his sigh as his shoulders slumped and he fell in on himself. A hand going to drag tiredly down his face. It had been a normal day with breakfast in the mess hall with the guys until he got a magic message from home. Skimming over it quickly he realized it was from his parents but nothing about any emergencies back home, so he excused himself from the table and made his way outside where he was now sitting on an open bench in the mostly empty courtyard.

It was the same as it always was with his parents and no matter how much it bothered him he didn't have it in him to not care about their opinion. Was he going to go down without a fight and do as they say without a thought to what he wants? No.

That didn't make it any easier knowing they were disappointed in him.

So absorbed in his self-deprecating thoughts Sky failed to notice the figure approaching and joining him on the bench until she spoke and put a hand on his shoulder. "Sky?"

"Oh Flora, hey how are you, what are you doing here?" Sky tried, and failed, at keeping a casual tone.

"I'm delivering some paperwork to headmaster Saladin, but I think the better question is how are you?" the brunettes eyes scrunched up in concern

"I- er- I- Honestly I've been better." There really was no point in trying to lie to her. First of all he was obviously upset and secondly even if flora knew something was bothering you she knew when not to push.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, we can talk about something else or I can leave you alone to get back to your alone time." That was the thing about Flora. She didn't try to make you talk out your feelings if you didn't want to but would always make sure you know that she's willing to listen. Sky would be lying if he said he didn't appreciate her calming presence amongst the rest of their ragtag group.

"My parents just feel the need to constantly remind me of all my future kingly duties and what those entails. As if I don't already know what I need to do as king or what's expected of me from Eraklyon or them because they just have all these expectations for me. I never get a letter from them just asking about me. How are you doing, having fun, doing well in school nothing!"

"Hey." Flora put her hand back on his shoulder as he calmed himself down from his rant. "I may not know what its like to have the expectations of royal parents or a whole kingdom on my shoulders but I for one think you're doing pretty great at where you are now. You're leading your squad; you have a great relationship with your girlfriend, and you have a group of friends that care about you. Maybe you should be worried about all the other stuff one day but right now we're still in school so why not let the future stay there and just focus on right now."

Sky looked at her like she had three heads and Flora almost started back pedaling until without a word he pulled her into a tight hug that said more than words ever could. When they pulled back Sky had managed to collect himself, tossed the magic message in the bottom of his bag, and walked Flora to the headmasters office.

XXX

Brandon and Flora were currently seated out in the courtyards seeing as the schools revealing won't be for at least another week or so and the rubble and tents they live in now are simply no place for a gossip session slash bitch fit.

"Ok, so I started last week so its your turn now." The nature fairy tells the brunette specialist.

"Well first of all they still won't tell any of us what the new renovations to the school are." Flora quickly hid her head at this one. It took only seconds for it to click into Brandon's head "How is it that you know everything?"

Flora shrugged "Well knowing everything is more of Tecna's specialty but what I'm about to tell you stays between us, nobody is supposed to know, or it would ruin the surprise apparently. All I can really say is 'you guys are going up in the world'".

Before Brandon could plead for more information than some riddle a constant knocking at the door silenced their conversation. "Would someone open the fucking door already we know you're in there."

XXX

It was the end of freshman year and the great witch invasion had been fought and won. Now, while her roommates were packing their bags to go home for the summer, Flora was making her way through the rubble that was the remains of Red Fountain school for heroics and bravery. She was on a mission of her own with a very important parcel in her hands as she finally found Riven's temporary sleeping quarters.

"Okay so obviously I can see there are not doors to knock on now so sorry for just barging in" she said as she pulled apart the tent flap so she could come inside as well.

Riven glanced up at her in confusion. "Shouldn't you be packing or having a last hangout with the girls before you all leave"

"I was but I had something I wanted to bring you first, besides with the way Stella is anything I did pack would have been thrown out and a new closest will be shoved min my luggage by the time I get back and this is one of those lesser battles where its easier to just let her do her thing.

"Okay. I know you and Stella don't get along great so lets just get back to why I'm here." Flora said slightly vibrating with excitement.

Riven still not totally sure what she was going on about offered her a seat on the camp bed they had been given until the school could be restored to its former glory and then some. Once she sat down it became very clear that she was hiding something both in her eyes and even more blatantly behind her back

"I have something for you, but don't judge it right away because it means more than you think."

And with that Flora carefully brought into view a potted cactus and handed it towards Riven who, though not quite sure what to do other than knowing she want him to take the cactus and gives her a confused look

"I know you told me that you don't like going home during breaks so I figured even if you don't like where you have to be you can still have some one you can at least tolerate. So this is for you, just watch out for his spikes they can hurt."

"Flora I don't know what to say to this, After everything I've put you all through." Flora could hear the shame coming from the older boys voice and did what she knew best. She went in for a gentle and caring hug. "You can't keep this all inside Riven it'll eat you away until your nothing. I know that for a fact, I've tried the same things you are now. I keep things inside and I'm not one hundred percent yet but I'm trying.

But anyway I figure no matter what you can always have the cactus to remember that even if we're planets apart we're still us; and when your one of us we're there for you. You can come visit me and my family on Lynphea anytime you want or even if you just need some tips or guidance on taking care of your cactus; I want you to think of the cactus as a part of our team not just the specialists or the winx but us as friends because I think you're the perfect person to do that and the others agreed, don't worry I was vague about anything I told them.

The last line of Flora's explanation had been cut off by Riven pulling her into a bear hug and a whispered thank you for being one of the few people who never gave up on me. With that Riven settled the cactus beside his cot and Flora bid him a goodbye before heading back to see just how much damage Stella has done to her closet.

It wasn't for another few hours that the rest of his squad show up and instead of the polite entrance Flora had used just burst in like the absolute animals that they are and were fast to make themselves comfortable all without saying a word.

"Well, did you want something?" Riven asked blankness in both tone and eyes.

Brandon stood up and walked closer to the cactus "Well I just wanted to bother you; ya know the usual. But now I'm more intrigued in this."

"Yea well Flora and I were talking, and she wanted to give me Spike here before she had to go back and save her closet from stella"

Brandon was still confused "Why would you name a plant spike."

Riven doesn't bother to hide the smug look on his face at what's sure to come next. "Why don't you pet him and see"

Brandon goes to pet the cactus, Timmy tries to stop Brandon from petting the cactus but is stopped by Sky who wants to not only see where this will go but also wants to see Brandon get pricked by a cactus needle.

"OOOWWW!" there's a beat of silence as Brandon looks at his hand. "Oh, now I get it."

XXX

Sky, Riven, and Brandon were lounging around the quad while Timmy had said something about getting Flora's help with a project. Sky In fact things had been the calmest in months. The trix were expelled and no longer trying to break into alfea to mess with the girls. But He must have thought to soon for not only were Flora, Timmy, and Codatorta. Of course it was the most menacing one here at the moment who spoke up and a voice so calm and casual of him there was no question they were in trouble. "Why don't we take a nice trip to your dorm room and see what we have going on up there. At this point only two of the group knew what was really going on but that would come later.

When they reached the dorm room three of the group were in shock, the other two knowing about it entirely, and the last knowing it was there. The doors to their rooms were entirely removed and instead covered by crime scene tape. It only got worse when you looked inside and the room was trashed

Immediate chaos ensues of accusations being thrown left and right

Codartorta calls them to attention with one last thing to say before he gets the hell away from these crazy ass teenager. "I don't care which of you thought it would be a funny prank. Everything has already been checked in places that are meant for storage, any contraband you'll have to deal with yourself. Then tomorrow Sky, Brandon, and Riven will report to detention with me for staging a crime scene and giving me a damn headache"

" Now Flora dear" Codatortas tone and voice just went to a level none of them had ever even heard before. There is literally no one expect the trix and they don't count because their always trying to be evil" a nice cup of your herbal tea would do wonders right now."

"Of course professor, I'll be right up"

In that time the three boys who still have no idea whats going on start turning on each other and blame is being thrown back and forth between the three of them. One person would throw out Flora or Timmy's name once but were quickly shut down because Flora too sweet and timmy couldn't pull off decent a pranks to save his life and again was with Flora anyway.

Timmy took this as his cue to reveal the truth "How exactly are you guys in detention if I can't prank to save my life." This got their attention but Timmy wasn't done.

"Go ahead riven, tell me I can't prank" Riven was too busy gaping

"Wait a minute, et tu Flora?" Brandon asked very dramatically.

"Sorry guys, I was just the alibi though and I didn't realize you would get detention so sorry about that. Anyway, I have to go meet Codatorta, bye guys." And she walks off

Riven Steps up to Timmy. "I hope you know this means war."

"Oh I was counting on it."

And this is how Flora would henceforth and forevermore be dragged into their prank wars

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A Lion Admits Snakes

Pairing: Oberyn Martell x fem!OC

Warning: arranged marriage, toxic family, forced marriage, minor character death, age gap

Summary: When Alies was told she would marry Prince Oberyn, she didn't know she was about to be set free.

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"Alies always knew she'd be married off for political gain; it was an expectation her parents and uncle reinforced. She'd nod in acknowledgement, diverting her attention to the books she cherished, often found in her hands. She grew up quietly, unlike her more boisterous cousins Cersei and Jaime. Spending most of her days in the library, she found solace in the company of her cousin Tyrion, immersed in the pages of various books.

Cersei, describing Alies as odd and quiet, spoke of her as dull and common-looking out of sheer envy. Yet, the truth was far from that. Alies, at a tender age, possessed long, wavy, Lannister golden hair, complemented by perpetually pink lips and eyes as blue as sapphires. She may have been shorter, but her figure was enviable.

The day arrived when Alies was summoned to the small council room in the Red Keep. Every Lannister sat around the table; their gaze fixed upon her. She understood it was the day she would be sent off to her lord husband. "Alies, you likely know why you've been summoned," they said, to which she simply nodded.

Tywin rose and approached her, delivering the news, "You will be sent to Dorne the day after tomorrow. You will marry Prince Oberyn."

The months before the wedding were best described as awkward. Alies wandered around Sunspear and the Water Garden a lot. She rarely interacted with her husband, Prince Oberyn. She felt lonely and isolated even as she wandered around.

Oberyn watched her from afar. He was intrigued by the lioness. She looked like a caged animal, a caged lion. Always wandering through the corridors of Sunspear and the Water Garden.

He had enough of not talking to the woman he would take as wife. He saw her in the gardens and made his way to her.

She sat at a fountain, reading a book he knew all too well. “Trying to poison someone?” Alies jumped at the smooth voice of the prince. She looked up from the book and saw Oberyn smirking at her. She looked down at the book, marking it with a dried flower she found in the book before she closed it. “No, I read the book just out of curiosity.”

She was shy Oberyn noted. His smile got bigger. “I think it is time to get to know my betrothed.” He sat down next to her. “Why have the Lannister chosen you? Thrown you into the snake pit?” He smirked at her.

"I've been chosen because they needed an excuse to get rid of the quiet, soft lion without having to go through the trouble of having me killed and making it seem like an accident or suicide or revenge from another great house." Alies looked down at her hands interlocked in her lap.

"So, by offering you as a wife to me, a steward of the house Martell, they'll let it look as if they've extended a hand of friendship and goodwill." Oberyn shook his head with a scoff. Alies nodded at his words. "Yes, that's the gist of it." She replied softly.

Oberyn turned more to his bride. He had a smile on his lips, but his eyes held a dangerous glint, full of anger. "It's not a bad move on their part. Offering a young wife to an older, established gentleman who is neither too powerful nor too common, but someone who does have the ear of royalty." He watched her body language carefully. Her face was cast to the ground. "...I am sorry that you must shoulder this burden." Her voice was meek.

Oberyn looked sympathetically at her. "You consider yourself a burden?" He softly asked. He couldn’t believe her. She wasn’t like the other lions he had met over the years. All proud, loud, and arrogant. She was the opposite. Soft, gentle, and quiet. Like a little lion cub.

Alies chuckled humourlessly. "Yes. And a dangerous one at that. They will try to manipulate you through me and if... if our union were to produce a child, they will have that over you as well as legitimate blood ties." Alies blushed at the mention of children. She knew about his eight daughters. Alies felt nervous at the prospect of having Oberyn’s children, or even lying with him.

"Why are you telling me this? Are you meant to be their spy?" Oberyn asked her softly. The poison in his eyes was slowly subsiding.

Alies sighed. Her eyes closed as she felt tears sting her eyes. "I am tired of being used by them. And the wedding does not need to occur." She went quiet at the end of her sentence.

Oberyn was confused. "...What do you mean?" She looked over to him. Her sad blue eyes seemed to look into his soul. Strands of her blond hair fell over her face. Her eyes held a glint in them. A glint Oberyn didn’t like very much. "If... If there was an accident, an unforeseeable tragedy, like say... I went exploring alone, somehow slipped from the cliffs, and drowned-"

Oberyn was taken aback by her insinuation. "No. Not!"

Alies was confused. "It is a good plan. I cannot swim and accidents happen all the time-" Oberyn grew agitated. "You're talking about purposely killing yourself!" He was flabbergasted.

Alies’ grew irritated. For a long time, she had this thought. She had a lot of time to think about different scenarios. "Yes! Yes, I am! And in doing so I will free us both from this burden and hinder their plans to destroy this house." Her voice had more fire in it.

Her outburst made Oberyn raise his eyebrow. "No. You're talking nonsense-" Alies stood up. Anger flared up inside her. "This is the only way-"

Oberyn stood up too. His anger was growing too, but he tried to keep it at bay. "It isn't. And if you continue with this insane plan I'll have you locked in your room until after the wedding." She cast her eyes down to the ground. "I am your enemy. Why... Why would you care about my life?"

Oberyn was taken aback as he heard his betrothed speak about herself. "You're a victim of circumstance. On my honour, by my word: we will protect you. I will protect you."

He took her face into his large hands so she could see he meant every word he spoke.

“I never tasted something so sweet but yet so acidic,” Alies exclaimed in wonder. Oberyn smiled at her. “Well, little lion, get used to eating such exquisite fruits. Dorne has an abundance of various fruits such as this.” Alies smiled gently at him before taking another seed of pomegranate from the crystal bowl with the gold rim and popping it into her mouth.

Oberyn grinned at his wife. After their talk in the gardens they had grown closer it only grew stronger by the day. Alies also formed a friendship with Elaria, Oberyn’s most trusted friend and his paramour. His daughters grew on her too. His oldest were nearly the same age as her, which made their family ties a little strange.

Oberyn shared news of an invitation to King Joffrey's royal wedding, causing Alies to scoff at the apparent ploy. Her resentment towards her family surfaced, but Oberyn and Elia found amusement in her response.

“Seems our lion cub already becomes a snake herself.” He mused to his paramour. Elaria smirked. “It seems so, my love.” She was lying on a lounging chair next to the table where Alies and Oberyn sat.

“It’s another ruse to get me to spill anything about you.” Alies hissed. With venom dripping from every word she seethed. “My uncle is a power-hungry fool.” Oberyn and Elia chuckled as they watched Alies's body language change from relaxed to resentment.

Alies looked at her husband with determined eyes. “And you will have your revenge on my family. Revenge for Elia and your niece and nephew.” She softly spoke.

Their visit to King's Landing stirred memories of her impending marriage to Oberyn. Reflecting on her family's manipulations and deceit, Alies found solace in being away from their influence.

The wedding was beautiful. The feast was extravagant. Joffrey had displayed how much of a spoiled brat he was in everything he did. Alies hid her disdain for him and the rest of her family in a cup of wine.

Oberyn asked his wife to dance so he would distract her from her family. She was in his arms, calm and protected. Her head was on his shoulder.

They hadn’t been dancing long before screams filled the gardens. Oberyn pulled Alies to the back, shielding her from the eyes of her dead cousin.

When Oberyn volunteered to fight for Tyrion. As you are seated beside your uncle in the arena Elia is next to you. You lean over, your voice dripping with venom. “If you kill him, uncle, be sure Dorne will rage war against House Lannister."

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