#otp: hope and stardust

[evilminji]

Okay, as I have mentioned, I'm Ace AF. And you know that plot line in kids cartoons where the alien or foreign Warrior Royalty just sort of *violently kicks down door in full armor* "We Will Marry."? I?? Always said:

"Sure!" (#OhThankFUCK!)

Like what do you mean "No"? The powerful, attractive, monarch that is very into you has travel a great distance JUST to marry you! Now you don't have to date! They seem nice! You can skip the whole "trying to find a life partner" awkwardness.

So, Sudden New Fiancee(tm) how we doing this? Blended customs? Two weddings? One in your peoples traditions, one in mine? Should we invite your family? Tell me more about yourself.

God, this solves just... SO MUCH for me? No having to make small talk. No "do they like me?" Or "am I reading the signs here right?" No failed dates! It's positively ideal! AND they announced why they were qualified, in a VERY impressive show of power and prestige, when they arrived! Good lineage AND accomplished!! Very nice.

Don't get why everyone's so upset.

Sure the "we leave at once" thing that usually follows would have to be discussed, but that's what you DO as spouses. Really guys, it's like you think I'm incapable of common sense here.

And you know who probably agrees with me? Damian Wayne.

Hell is other people, INDEED. You expect him to just... randomly go up to people and try Courting them? What do you MEAN it's "creepy" to compile portfolios on eligible individuals of worthy bloodlines? How ELSE is he supposed to know if they are worth attempting to talk too?!

There are BILLIONS of humans on this gods forsaken rock, Richard! Is he supposed to just GUESS? Gamble and hope for LUCK? This is a MARRIAGE not a "best friends club"!

Then? Danny showes up.

Gotham heard her baby talking. Heard her KING being harassed by clearly plotting Observants and power hungry ghosts MANY times his age. Connected some dots. Formed themselves a new OTP.

Danny says "Fuck It". Worst he can say is No. According to Gotham, he is neither Shy not the meek obedient sort. Is in fact, VERY stabby. So if he's not interested he'll no doubt be BRUTALLY clear about that.

So? Danny gets Fright Knight. Go get him a horse. Someone fetch Cujo some armor. He's been told the guy like weapons and animals.

TIME TO BE IMPRESSIVE.

He goes FULL Regalia. Armor of solid night sky. Cape of frost and stardust. Crown like crack in reality itself, through which the cosmos gleam and shift. He gets a horse from the far frozen. They're wooly and carnivorous. Gets THE most impressive sword he can find to wear.

It's gonna be a gift, since he doesn't need it.

He does the whole "rend the skies open" thing. Fan fair and knights. Every title he's ever been given, no matter how embarrassing he find them in reality. And announces his intentions. Declares that ONLY Damian Wayne, aka. Robin, is WORTHY to Marry Him. And (in the traditional Ghost proposal of "either accept or tell me to fuck off" /w violence) Demands Damian accept his offer of Marriage.

Right there.

IN THE WATCHTOWER.

In front of EVERYBODY. And yes, ESPECIALLY the Bats. Who are making glitching, vaguely threatening DEMONIC NOISES. Because? You... you THREATEN the BABY? Death. Ten thousand years DEATH.

People are :O ing and backing away from the visible heatwave of unadulterated FURY being put off by Batman. Danny is nano-second from every bone his ANCESTORS had being reduced to a fine paste.

Then? Damian consider him... considers the sword being thrust in his direction, still held aloft in a steady and armored hand... contemplates those titles for a second...

And goes: "Acceptable. Very well, but I have demands."

N..... Nani the FUCK? Says local Bat-Dad. No??? You are NOT GETTING MARRIED.

Try to stop him. He very obviously IS, according to Damian, the man brought him a kick ass sword and has a giant green dog. Is the king of an ENTIRE REALITY. Yes, he realizes he probably COULD do better... but frankly? This one's cute. But if it upset you so... extended engagement. There. Happy?

NO! Because the JLA Dark are LOSING THEIR SHIT. Damian is still UNDERAGE. We don't even know how OLD this being is! NO MARRIAGE.

Damian is unimpressed. A whole six months? That he's likely already LIVED thanks to various timeloops, temporal shenanigans, and reality warping bits of fuckery? You're reaching.

Just? Marriage Meet Cute.

@hdgnj @ailithnight @the-witchhunter @nerdpoe

[writing-for-life]

Lupē

Finally, finally I manage a Calliope/Morpheus fic (the Sandman Rarepair Fest had to come along to kick me into gear). It’s just a short vignette, but I hope I did them justice because they will always be the OTP to me. The prompt is Hurt/Comfort.

You can read on Ao3 or here. And no matter where you read, your kudos, comments, shares and reblogs are so appreciated and help writers to get their stuff discovered 🖤

Lupē (616 words) by Writing-for-Life Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Calliope/Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Calliope/Dream of the Endless, Calliope & Dream of the Endless | Morpheus Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Reconciliation, Past Relationship(s), Rare Pairings, Canon Compliant, During Canon, Canon Related, Canon Rewrite Summary:

Calliope had wept for him so many times, and she felt the tight grip of grief resurfacing. She had mourned the laughter that would never echo through these halls again, the stories of his father he would never pass on to children of his own, the promise of a future shattered. […] And she was tired of mourning, of a grief that felt like it was hers alone to bear.

Lupē

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow upon the twisted spires of the castle. She had not returned here since that fateful day.

The Gatekeepers stood before her, eyes like onyx reflecting the aeons they had witnessed. Last time, they had been impassive, their voices cold as they denied her entry.

But tonight, something had changed: They recognised her.

"Calliope," the wyvern’s voice echoed through the mist. "You seek the Lord of Dreams."

She nodded, and her throat felt so tight she could barely swallow. "I come to speak to him."

Calliope's fingers trembled. She remembered the bitter words they had exchanged—the accusations, the tears. Later, Oneiros had been unyielding, her attempts to speak to him ignored. She was not even sure what would have happened had he acted differently then; the thought of bringing forth an apology entered her mind and was as quickly dismissed. She felt her hands ball into fists, bitterness resurfacing.

No, this is not the time.

The guardians exchanged glances, their expressions unreadable. "Why are you here, muse?" the hippogriff asked.

She hesitated. "Our son's absence binds us, even in sorrow."

There was no more talk, no further interrogation. The gates just creaked open.

Calliope stepped across the threshold, and her footsteps echoed on the stairs and the marble corridors. With every step, her heart picked up pace until it was racing so fast she could hardly catch a breath.

The door was as she remembered—unchanged, the wood dark and polished, etched with symbols whose meaning she understood and yet didn’t.

Just like him.

But that wasn’t true. He had been changed when last they met. Familiar yet different, faint echoes of what once she loved—and hated.

Calliope pushed the door open, and the air itself seemed to hold its breath. For a moment, she wondered what she had expected to find. How she had expected him to greet her. And then she knew that this was exactly it:

His back turned on her, no sign of movement, frozen in space.

She crossed the room, her breath catching in her throat, unable to speak.

She didn’t have to.

"Calliope," he whispered, still not turning. There was a rawness to his voice, even in that whisper, that caught her unaware.

She reached for him, without any hesitation, and while it surprised her, it felt right. As her hand touched his shoulder, he flinched subtly, but he didn't pull away.

When he finally turned, his eyes held galaxies, and their shared history was etched on his face—the pain, the longing—it was all there, laid bare.

And it was hard not to see Orpheus in him. Hard not to remember how he had told him stories, his voice like a melody spun from darkness and light, stardust and moonbeams, while the boy’s laughter would echo through the halls of the castle, and his cries for more brought a moment of happiness to everyone who heard it.

And then it was gone.

Calliope had wept for him so many times, and she felt the tight grip of grief resurfacing. She had mourned the laughter that would never echo through these halls again, the stories of his father he would never pass on to children of his own, the promise of a future shattered.

She had sung dirges and sought solace in memories, but they only deepened the pain.

And she was tired of mourning, of a grief that felt like it was hers alone to bear.

In that moment, his eyes searched hers. “You came.” And perhaps, they were seeking answers and forgiveness.

“You called.”

And perhaps, they were also holding the faint glimmer of hope…

[bardic-tales]

This month's writing goals are:

fill out my 31 days of FFVII OC headcanons: one each day

continue the OTP articles I wrote on Valentine's Day

Need to come up with a new OC that enters FWC after Bianca escapes Shinra. Needs to be a Turk.

work more on Blood and Stardust.

some domestic short stories featuring Colette and Sephiroth.

Chapter 2 of Steel and Shadows

short story on what would happen if Sephiroth physically survived the Nibelheim Incident but Bia was caught and transported to Midgar for the experiments

a short story about Bianca (cosmic horror form) and Bahamut fighting above Junon.

work more on a short story featuring Krista and Bianca.

For self shipping, I am going to continue the series 'For the Self-Shipper' every other day.

NOTE: Outside of writing the post for the 31 days of headcanons today, I'm going to be taking the day off from any social media. Going to reset and spend time with the family.

Hope everyone has a wonderful and productive April!

[dxrkvampyre]

REDOING MY INTRODUCTION SINCE IM TRYING TO BE ACTIVE HERE!!

hi I'm azu! I'm into mostly cookie run kingdom and ovenbreak!

this is my strawpage with more information about me, including my byf and dni!

this is my ao3 if you want to read any fics ive made or post!

I may repost art from my twt dxrkvampyre so you can also follow me there. but here i shall ramble on about my pairings a little. more info below!

[blue for heavier focus]

I'm mainly into;

- city of wizards

- the time balance department

- crème republic

- the sugar nova odyessy

my otps are;

- stardust x blueberry pie (starpie)

- seaweed x pastry (seastry)

- dark fondue x coffee candy (darkcandy)

- silent salt x white lily (silentlily)

- shadow milk x pure vanilla (shadownilla)

- xylitol nova x star puff (oc x canon, xylitolpuff)

what i may post on this account;

- art!

- oc x canon and fankid rambles

- fanfiction links (to my own stuff mainly)

- doodles!

- general cookie run lore rambles

- etc!

I hope you like it here!!! :D

[wolfstrong]

Tagged by @yarboyandy thankkksssssss this was so fun !!!

what's the origin of your blog title?

It’s kind of random I just wanted to pick something that felt like me. It’s very important for me to be strong which is why I work out it’s something I really value and I’ve always felt a connection with canines so I just thought the blog titles sounded kind of bad ass. Just something cool that feels very me

otp(s) + shipname(s):

I don’t know…. I don’t really ship anything right now because I haven’t been watching any tv lately.

favourite colour:

I like warmer greens and blues. Olive green

song stuck in your head:

Ziggy stardust was stuck in my head today it gets stuck in my head a lot for some reason (I don’t even listen to that song ever) specifically the lyrics “screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo like some cat from Japan. He could lick em by smiling” those lyrics are like constantly stuck in my head. Only that part of the song for some reason. Other than that nin wish has been vaguely stuck in my head all day.

weirdest habit/trait: Ripping napkins/ paper up and rolling the ripped up shreds between my fingers till it’s like a little shard thing. I do this usually when I’m out to eat because there will be paper menus or napkins right in front of me and I never like seek out doing this it just happen if paper is near my hand. Most the time the little paper rolls end up in my mouth too, I’ve eaten a lot of paper in my days. I also chew all straws and the rims of paper cups.

Hobbies: drawing/ art projects in general (I like textile stuff) thrifting or going to antique markets (if you consider that a hobby) SUPER recently I’m trying to learn guitar, running and working out I guess. Listening to music? If that counts lol.

if you work, what's your profession?

Graphic designer

if you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

I don’t know…. I’d like to work with animals or help people… it’s important to me to feel like I’m doing something that helps the world (which I don’t do right now) I’m considering being something like a park ranger… I like being outside and I like helping. It’s hard for me tho, I don’t really know what I want

something you're good at:

I don’t know…. Maybe making people laugh or smile or feel a little better. People have told me I’m a good listener and I’m easy to talk to, I hope that’s true

something you hate:

My job

something you collect:

I collect all kinds of different things. I like vintage toys (particularly Garfield stuff) and CDs. CDs are my favorite thing to collect right now

something you forget:

Well how am I supposed to know if i forgot it ? Okay well I guess I often forget what time it is if that counts, I have terrible time blindness and don’t know how long anything takes

what's your love language:

Love

favourite movie/show:

My favorite movie is American psycho. My favorite show (right now) is land of the lost

favourite food:

I don’t have a favorite food I’ll eat anything. I like Mexican food and Japanese food most of all probably

favourite animal: The dog

what were you like as a child: I was pretty well behaved I never had like melt downs or any behavioral issues. I was pretty quiet and had like one friend and would mostly just play pretend all the time and be in my own world. My favorite things to do were pretend to be a dog, play with my littlest pet shops, and draw. I was pretty much doing this all the time till the age of like 11. Oh I guess I also liked to play sports with the neighborhood boys, there were no girls in my neighborhood so I’d hang out with my older brother and a bunch of dudes so I was very tomboyish

favourite subject at school: I liked art and humanities but I was never really that great at school. I liked history because it was a lot of story telling but I was never really good at dates or details

least favourite subject: Math and foreign languages unfortunately just because I was really bad at them

what's your best character trait?

I always try and be understanding and forgive people

what's your worst character trait? I can probably be pretty annoying, i probably have too much self pity, i can be pretty lazy

if you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be? I wish my social life was different I wish I had more people who understood me I wish I had a boyfriend

if you could travel in time, who would you like to meet? Uhhhhh I don’t know. Morrissey pre smiths brake up. We need to talk …

Okay sorry idk who to tag 😋

[blackwood4stucky]

Writer's Questions Game

Tagged by @caplanbuckybarnes

Rules: In a new post, answer the questions below!

1. How many works on AO3? 23

2. Total AO3 Word Count? 76,583

3. Top 5 fics by Kudos? All Stucky

hoping these roses dull the pain, cover the scars and turn the page

call of the moon

echoes of crystal springs

do you trust me with your scars enough to show me your heart 

the house on eighth street

4. What fandoms do you write for?

Anything with Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan characters

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes

6. Angstiest Ending?

Hmm, maybe this one: i scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream

7. Happiest Ending?

Lol this one is angst with a happy ending: maybe we’re just born with stardust in our blood

8. Do you get hate?

No 🙌🏾

9. Do you write smut?

Yes

10. Do you write crossovers?

Yes

11. Ever had a fic stolen?

No 🙌🏾

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

No

14. All time favorite ship?

Other than Stucky lol? Other otps include Dramione, Kalijah, Klaroline, Itafushi, and Narusasu

15. WIPs you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I wanna finish all my wips actually.

16. Writing Strengths?

Pretty language, maybe?

17. Writing Weaknesses?

Actually writing the ideas down, I struggle with inspiration and motivation sometimes. 😕

18. Thoughts on mixed language dialogue?

As long as I can get an explanation somewhere in the fic, within the chapter, the next chapter, and overarching plot, I'm all for it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

A crossover between Fresh (Sebastian Stan as Steve Kemp) and The Gray Man (Chris Evans as Lloyd Hansen)

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

Oooooof this is hard. Let's just say whichever fic I'm currently writing at any given moment is my fav... so this one right now: do you trust me with your scars enough to show me your heart

no pressure tags: @ellethespaceunicorn, @dvrkblooms, @adarkforestwitch, @readmymindao3, @kingofsorrow20

[eldritchenochian]

for the character game, how about rex?

OH BOY DO I HAVE A LOT TO SAY ABOUT REX

How I feel about this character:

He is my favorite Avantris character full stop. I can't tell if it's cause I want to be him or kiss him, but both are good. I am so attached to this fictional space cowboy.

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Pyke, plus I have a Stardust OC, Iridace, that I've shipped with him in the past. I've written about him and Iridace (it's on ao3) and I plan to write more soon!

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

Even with Pyke/Rex, I'm also a fan of them just being friends. I love every interpretation of Rex literally ever. Something about maybe childhood friends to irreversably intertwined rivals hits different.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

idk how popular it is, but he is MUCH more than just an arrogant pretty boy trust fund fake cowboy. there is depth to his character, especially concerning his relationship with Pyke!! I could talk about this part for hours, but I already have (see my long ass rant about Pyke and Rex's one-sided dynamic for more).

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

(vague episode 14 spoilers) honestly I hope we see him more when Stardust returns. we don't *know* that he's dead, contrary to how Mikey keeps referring to him as a pile of ashes (/lh), last we saw him he was alive with Kahn, watching the Rhapsody leave with the empire. I also hope he shows up in the prequel series if they pick that up again. Mace did say when he was introduced that Pyke and Rett were familiar with him and his escapades. (I did ask Mace during a stream if he would show up btw. he said along the lines of "wait and see")

[asoulofstars]

Okay, mostly for @paradisecost and my reference, but my Riona/Logan timeline to reference events when Riona is with Malakh’s Logan in a hellscape.

1800s—Riona, Logan, and Victor are all born; Victor’s father kills Logan’s father, Soll, and Riona’s father in a scuffle. This triggers Riona & Logan’s mutations. Riona, Logan, and Victor run away. Riona & Logan grow close, but Victor knows Riona is going to pull Logan away from him and threatens her life to make her disappear.

Riona, with a very visible mutation, spends years on her own, just trying to survive. She has minimal schooling, but she’s figured things out for the most part. She doesn’t sleep very often, and it’s easy to get things that she needs at night when others are asleep. Living on the run with Victor and Logan gave her some skills to live in the woods.

1962—Charles Xavier and Erik Lensherr recruit her as part of the original XMen against Shaw. Riona stays with Charles after Cuba, and she learns a lot from him. He gives her the education she never had access to, and he helps her find a home.

1974—Riona ventures off as she does sometimes, wanting to feel more connected to the faerie DNA that her mutation bonded to. She reunites with Logan, who is trying to live his own life after leaving Stryker’s Team X. They settle down together, figuring things out.

1979—Stryker and Victor come after them. Stryker is more than willing to let Victor kill Riona (though neither know it won’t actually kill her unless her wings come off, too) because that need for revenge will send Logan back to him. Charles finds Riona much like he finds the children Stryker had been experimenting on and brings her home again.

2003—X1; Victor is based more on Origins Victor than X1 originally has him. He’s not thrilled Riona’s alive, but he can tell Logan doesn’t know what the fuck is happening. He only doesn’t kill Riona because Erik won’t let them kill mutants who don’t need to die for the cause. Riona is, of course, very protective over Logan, and Charles sends her off to Alkali Lake with Logan at the end of X1 (if only for telepathic peace of mind, because jfc).

2003—X2; Riona and Logan are a couple again. They are working to try and help him remember things. The events pass basically the same as the movie. Riona also gets sucked into the lake at the end, as she was ready to fly Jean away. The Phoenix Force keeps them both alive.

2006—X3; Most of this will be scrapped. Not sure on exact details yet. Logan and Scott find Riona and Jean alive under the lake and bring them home. But this leads to a happy future. Mutants might never be accepted, but they aren’t hunted to extinction. It’s what the end of Days of Future Past teases and then rips away. Because these folks all deserve a good ending, so in MY timeline, they get one.

For the stuff with Malakh’s Logan, Riona gets transported to that world somehow and focuses on the world that is revealed in Logan (2017).

[yxllowish]

EVERYTHING that made me feel things in the Rogue One Novel

Get ready for a long as hell post. I am also terrible so I put a lot of my thoughts in as well. This is a LONG post (About 5K). Also massive spoilers, you have been warned. Another warning I wrote half of this tipsy and sad about rebelcaptain so eh 

“Lyra loved her daughter, but love wouldn’t save them today.“ 

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“Bodhi Rook had only ever doubted himself, and today was no exception.” My poor baby, Bodhi spends a lot of this novel doubting himself and that is so sad, he is the sweetest there is

-

”“Do you want a warning?” Kennel asked. “Before I do it?”

“Not really,” Jyn repeated.

Kennel grunted and rolled from one side to the other. “I will give you one anyway. Next work crew we are on together. I will kill you then.” “

Earlier in the same chapter, Jyn literally stated that she’s run out of friends, and it appears she does not care much whether she lives or not. Which is sad and not okay. This is also not the only time she more or less embraces death, on Jedha she is also kind of willing to die. Something that is so hard to miss in the movie and something that builds a lot to her character that you kinda miss otherwise. 

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“"Were you always like this?” she asked after the stormtrooper had passed by.

“Before Wobani? Back to when you were a kid?”

“Yes,” Kennel replied.

“Me, too,” Jyn said.” Jyn you liar

- 

“You are being rescued,” a voice said. It was electronically distorted, but too high-pitched to be a stormtrooper. A cold metal hand snagged her collar, hoisting Jyn until she was wriggling half a meter in the air. Before her towered the spindly chassis of a sunlit security droid, black as night save for theImperial insignia on its shoulder plates and the dead white bulbs of its eyes.

“Congratulations.” this is so much better omg???

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“Left alone in the cabin, she took the opportunity to examine Cassian’s duffel and its contents: nothing but gear. Weapons and portable medpacs and signal boosters. No holoimage of a dutiful wife or tattered childhood security blanket. He packed impersonal and he packed light.

Jyn pulled out a blaster pistol, tested its heft and grip, and strapped it on her hip. A BlasTech A-180 wasn’t her weapon of choice, but it was sturdy and low-profile.” Honestly? Jyn just TAKES the blaster and it’s  the best thing every. And Cassian lets her?

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“He listened to Chirrut’s endless chanting (May the Force of others be with you. May the Force of others be with you.), muffled by the cloth sack. The combined effect seemed simultaneously profound and absurd.

Most of all, he listened for Jyn. He listened for her struggles. He listened for her voice. He tried to determine which steady tread on the sand was hers.” Mind you, this is only about a quarter into the novel? 

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He wasn’t sure what troubled him more: what he was doing to Jyn Erso, or what she would do to him if she ever learned the truth.

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“Was it concern that made him fixate on her? His mission was to find Saw and, through Saw, find the pilot; find proof of an Imperial weapon that could mutilate the galaxy. If possible, he was also to find and eliminate Galen Erso-a man very likely culpable in that weapon’s creation. Jyn was first and foremost a means of finding Saw. She’d already served that purpose, which meant she was now expendable.

She dominated his thinking nonetheless. Cassian believed neither pity nor pragmatism explained it.He had sacrificed Tivik without hesitation.

Maybe it was the need he’d seen in Jyn, the fire that had carried her through the fighting in the Holy Quarter. It seemed obscene to leave that need unanswered, abandoned to the dust.” How is this canon? How is this not some fic some of us wrote?

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“Again, that distant, distracted thought of Cassian. 

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“"I assume logically, rationally, that you fight with the Rebellion. It’s difficult to imagine Saw steering you any other way, and you always had the same anger…” He smiled for a second time. Here it was unforced, without self-mockery or bitterness. “-the same insistent sense of righteousness as your mother. It frightens me to imagine you grown, somehow working to oppose injustice in the galaxy, whether from a laboratory or a starfighter; it frightens me, and I think the Rebellion could ask for no better friend.

"Yet if it isn’t so? If I’m wrong, and you left the Rebellion and Saw behind but this message still finds you? You make me no less proud, Jyn. If you found a place in the galaxy untouched by war-a quiet life, maybe with a family-if you’re happy, Jyn, then that’s more than enough.”

Jyn’s jaw ached, clamped shut to hold in her screams. She couldn’t swallow could barely breathe. The cave walls rose around her until the only light in the blackness was the sapphire glow of the hologram. “ I don’t think I can or have to explain why this stuck with me, Why this is sad. Jyn spends a lot of time refusing to call Galen her father and this is what he has to say to her. This makes the ending of the movie and novel sad as well. Just like everything else.

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“JN-093 finally thought to look at the shadow in the sky. She stared at the structure, indefinably large and eclipsing the sun.She knew a weapon when she saw one, no matter how incomprehensible. 

“They did it,” she murmured. “The rebels finally did it.”

Two sputtered weak laughter.

“I don’t think that’s the rebels,” he said.

When the storm front hit them, JN-093’s armor protected her just long enough to make her death painful. In her last flicker of brain activity, she felt she’d failed her squad. The novel showed a lot more than the movie of the lat moments in Jedha City, but I guess that makes sense not to have time to shove into the movie.But it’s still sad and it made me feel a lot of things.

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“"What do you think?“ she snapped. He knew what had happened to her; he ’d witnessed her state in Saw’s chambers. She wanted to lunge across the cabin, slam him against the bulkhead, force the calm from his demeanor. She wanted to crack open her skull, let the light and sound of the hologram pour from the cave. "Everything happened so fast. But I’ve just seen it!” She heard her own ragged insistence as petulant. Childish. You were better off catatonic.” This is not the only time Jyn is dramatic as hell, and I get her. She is desperate for someone to be on her side and see what she sees, and to her dramatic methods are the only methods in this instant.

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“He looked at Galen Erso through his scope and saw his daughter’s eyes.

With a hoarse and ragged cry, he swept the rifle away from the rocks and set it in the mud at his side.” More things I literally cannot believe are canon to the story somehow. The nail is the coffin in deciding whether he’d shot Galen or not is THIS? He debated it before, knowing it would kill Jyn (and make her kill him in return), but he kind if accepts his death? He’s tired of running from his crimes and former killings, making him sad as well and this novel will ruin me.

This is also the moment that kind of changes it all for him, after this all his cares about on Eadu is to save Jyn. That is literally the only thing he cares about in that moment, to get her to some kind of safety.

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“She had to leave or die with her father.

“Move!” Cassian urged.

She took his hand and let him show her the way out.” self-explanatory to be honest.

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“For a while, she fantasized about revenge. She could wait until Yavin. Find a way to collapse the whole ziggurat on Cassian and General Draven and Mon Mothma and everyone who had been complicit in the murder of her father. She’d told Saw that all the Rebellion had ever brought her was pain; since it had come crashing back into her life, stolen her from Wobani prison, that was more true than ever. It seemed only right to return the favor.

She luxuriated in thoughts of retribution awhile. Then she stopped. Whatever else she was, whatever she’d done in her short, brutal life, she wasn’t a murderer.” Honestly, I love Jyn so much? She is so dramatic. This is her reaction to Cassian’s betrayal and their following argument. You can’t plot revenge to kill everyone that betrays you, babe. Especially someone that cares about you, not that you know that yet.

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“Only Cassian and K-2 remained. The droid looked down at her. “Jyn,” he said. “I’ll be there for you. Cassian said I had to.”

She held back a laugh and looked to Cassian. The man who’d betrayed her. The man who’d admitted his guilt and decided to fight for her. He saw her staring and looked back at her quizzically.

It wasn’t how betrayals were supposed to go.

And she remembered that while Cassian-and Bodhi and the Guardians -had seen her at her worst, she had seen them broken, too. Bodhi, who had been tortured; the Guardians, who had lost their home; and Cassian, who had betrayed himself as easily as he had Jyn. They all had their shame.” Novels have a way of capturing feelings that movies cannot possibly do. Sure, an actor who is terrific at their job can give us, the audience, a glimpse into what they are feeling in a moment. But they can’t make us understand what is actually going on inside of their heads, and for that novels are great. Here we have a lot of the feelings described in details, giving us something more to work with. More understanding in a way. This novel has been really tough for me to get through because I know how it ends, but it also feels worth it? Because now I have an understanding of the characters I did not have beforehand. Feelings only grazed upon in the movie makes so much more sense now.

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“"I’m not used to people sticking around when things go bad,“ she said, by way of explanation.

She didn’t know if Cassian really understood, but he said, "Welcome home,” and she knew she was.” I just had to add this, because it is such an important sentence. Not only for the fandom, but also for Jyn (and Cassian). It means a lot to most of us, and like I mentioned in the paragraph before this one, not all feelings translate perfectly onto the movie screen.

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“"Cargo shuttle SW-0608?“ The voice on the comm had returned. "You are cleared for entry.”

Jyn dropped the crystal and squeezed her hand in a fist, almost shouting in triumph. She spun and was startled to see Cassian standing close to her. On instinct, riding the joy of the moment, she grabbed his arm and squeezed.

He looked at her with a wry, curious smile. She dropped her hand and brushed past him. “I’ll tell the others,” she said.

The cave was getting brighter all the time.” Here we see how the relationship between Jyn and Cassian improve in almost an instant and it is so important because all of a sudden she trusts him and his actions. Even if she might have before, she is herself aware of it now. The cave could be a reference to Plato’s cave, but I’m not 100% sure about that one. (x). To be fair, that could actually be the case, but instead of enlightenment from being your own self and not a reflection from the sun, Jyn is seeing the rebellion and the people in it in another light. She sees herself as a part of it now that she had realized that there is something more to it than the little she could see reflected from the sun on the surface of the cave wall. Although I admit that this is me reaching, but it could actually fit quite nicely into the story.

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“"Hardly the right attitude, ma'am.“ Sefla arched his brow. "Morale is everyone’s problem. So if Captain Andor won’t do it, it falls to me as an AllianceSpecForce lieutenant to brevet you the rank of sergeant. Congratulations." “ I saw some confusion on what rank Jyn would have, and there you have it spelled out. Then again she could surely get a promotion in the future (you know in all those headcanons where they don’t freaking die).

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“So Jyn had secreted herself in the cockpit, squeezed in tight between Cassian'sshoulder (smelling of blaster oil and Eadu’s dirt) and the main console.” Not the thing most people would think about in this situation is it?

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“Baze, with a touch as light as a windblown leaf, touched her shoulder.

"Good luck, little sister,” he said. He spoke with warmth and gravity, as if the words were a Jedha custom or an honor of the Guardians of the Whills.

Jyn didn’t know. She didn’t have to know. She smiled at him, searched for words and found none. She hoped he understood her gratitude.

Cassian waited for her at the ramp. Together, in the garb of the enemy, they stepped out onto Scarif. “ It might just be me, but the closer we get to the end, the more it becomes clear that death is the inevitable ending to this story? Everyone getting along and clearing up what beef they had against each other? Not that Baze and Jyn did, but him calling her little sister is so significant and important and it all kind of hints at the angsty and sad ending we all know we will get.

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“If she fell back on old instincts, what then? She could risk herself for a person. Wrestle an innocent girl out of the crossfire. But if she found herself alone, she didn’t know if she could risk herself for the cause.” Here is a moment that made me glad I watched the movie first because I know she is strong enough to actually do it in the end. She doubts herself but she grows even more and does what’s needed of her, a growth that m amazing.

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“He trusted Jyn’s fury and her fire. Most of all -though he was loath to admit it- he trusted Jyn because of Chirrut Imwe. Those whom Chirrut trusted, Baze could find a reason to trust as well.” Look at this beautiful part right here my friends. Just look at it!!

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“They weren’t his friends. They hadn’t gone drinking with Bodhi after his crush on Bamayar had rejected him, or helped him reassemble his astromech after he ’d stupidly taken the droid apart on a dare. But they had saved him from Saw Gerrera, believed him when Saw and his people hadn’t. They’d never once put him in cuffs. 

They’d needed him on Eadu and never once pretended they hadn’t.

They wanted to stop the Death Star.

They didn’t deserve to be hurt.

Bodhi should have felt guilty.

You don’t have to feel guilty.” Bodhi feels so much guilt all the time, which is understandable with where he came from. But he is such a sweet person and it’s hard to even think that he doubts himself as much as he does. Sadly, this is who he was left to be after his captivation with Saw.

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“Cassian held his ground, staring down at her until his lips finally twitched into something like a smile. His eyes remained hard and troubled. Jyn wasn’t sure if he’d gotten worse at hiding things or if she was simply getting to know him too well.” 

-

“Was this hope? Facing fear after fear, for oneself and for friends and for the galaxy, all out of some desperate need to accomplish the impossible?Maybe, Jyn thought, she’d been better off without it.” know how I talked about how they suddenly care for each other. Or you know not suddenly, but it does become more and more apparent that they actually care.

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“And she stopped.

The next name stood out with burning intensity, so obvious she might have found it by touch.

“What?” Cassian asked.

“Stardust,” Jyn said. “It’s that one.”

“How do you know that?” Curiosity and urgency mixed in his voice, as if he wanted to say: Be sure.

Jyn was sure. “I know because it’s me.”

Cassian looked at her with astonishment. Then he turned back to the console, gripped the controls fiercely. “Kay, we need the file for Stardust!" “ I could not skip out on stardust, sorry mates.

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“With one second left until total shutdown, K-2SO chose to mentally simulate an impossible scenario in which Cassian Andor escaped alive.The simulation pleased him.” This is the last thing Kay thinks of and if that’s not sad and perfect then I honestly don’t know what is? It is so painful but also so beautiful. (this is a mini warning; yes I will include everyone’s deaths)

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“And when Cassian and Jyn were atop the tower, transmitting the tape? He’d swoop in and find them like he had on Eadu, and they’d all make for the open shield gate together.

That was the plan. That was his plan.” stop it Bodhi

-

“We may not make it back. She’d heard Cassian say the words to Bodhi, but not to her.” 

-

“He was dying, of course.

He felt Baze’s heavy, familiar tread pound the ground, smelled his brother’s sweat as he leaned close. He wanted to say, Baze! My eyes-I can’t see! but Baze Malbus had always needed comfort more than humor.

"Chirrut,” Baze murmured. “Don’t go. Don’t go. I’m here…”

He wondered for a moment how Baze had crossed the battlefield to reach him. But of course the Force had reunited them before the end.

Baze’s callused fingers rubbed life into the back of Chirrut’s hand. “It’s okay,” Chirrut said. “It’s okay. Look for the Force and you will always find me.”

He tried to smile, but he was no longer sure he could.

The words of the chant echoed in Chirrut Imwe’s heart once more before he died:

I am one with the Force and the Force is with me.” Look, I am going to ignore that Brother mention until I die ok. No brothers here mate. Also, death. Sadness.

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“If he didn’t have the chance…he’d done enough. It was okay.

“This is for you, Galen,” he said, and started for the ladder

.Bodhi Rook heard the ring of metal once, twice, in the cabin, and then the soft clatter of something rolling across the deck. He turned in time to glimpse the detonator. He heard nothing as the cabin flared impossibly bright.

Like a pilot should, he died with his ship.” He’d done enough. It was okay. Yes, Bodhi it really is, you did good my baby. Sadness.

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“Baze saw a dying trooper fumble for a grenade and lob it in his direction. The grenade would land short of its target; but Baze could barely stumble forward, let alone run for cover. He wrenched himself about, craned his neck to see Chirrut one last time.

When death had come for him in the shadow of the walker, he had faced it with defiance. Now there was grief.

There was no fear.

Baze Malbus died in pain, but it did not last long.” Sadness. At least he got to see Chirrut one last time.

-

“The shriek of a TIE fighter rose on the wind, but at first she ignored it. Then the vessel itself swept into view, descending toward the platform with its great cockpit eye fixed on her. She froze, unsure whether to run or to drop to the catwalk in the hope of hiding.

She ran, and the fighter’s cannons pulsed.Emerald light and fire stained her vision. 

The catwalk undulated like a flag in the wind, then dropped away altogether. The sound of ripping metal filled her ears as shrapnel tore at her legs and sleeves. Her face felt like it was aflame.She reached out desperately, felt her fingers close around something- the remnants of a guardrail or the underside of the twisted and dangling plank- and she screamed a breathless, silent scream as the muscles in her overtaxed shoulders seemed to tear.

The broken catwalk swung haltingly in the wind. Jyn clung as tight as she could and tried to slither upward as her sight began to return. Through a smeared and smoky filter she made out the blackened edge of the platform, barely an arms length away.” Here we have the scene we never got in the movie. The scene I think a lot of people kind of would have wanted to still be in, but what do,

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“Her eyes stung as ash mixed with tears, but the smudge only grew clearer. A perfect gray sphere hung high above the planet, its surface etched with lines like circuitry.

She hadn’t seen it on Jedha. Not really, not in the state she’d been. But she recognized it anyway, knew it with her subconscious mind, and felt no surprise.

The Death Star had come to Scarif.” I’m actually going to be cheeky and just add what I had written down how Jyn sees it instead: “Clinging to the ruined catwalk, Jyn stared at the planet killer lodged in the bright sky.

Cassian was dead. K-2SO was gone. Bodhi and Chirrut and Baze might have been alive, but it was hard to imagine anyone surviving the war zone she saw below the tower. No one had called her comlink for a long while. If she wasn’t the last of the men and women who’d come from Yavin 4, she suspected she was close to it.

She’d done better than most; it would take the Empire a whole battle station to end her.” Worth noting is that Cassian is not actually dead, but just like in the movie, him being shot by a trooper makes everyone assume that he is gone.

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“Like that, her nightmare was over.

Behind the man in white, stepping out of the smoke, came a bloody and limpingCassian Andor. He looked like a man who’d fallen twelve stories and clawed his way back to the top. He looked as beautiful as anyone Jyn had ever known, but she couldn’t spare a moment to even shout his name.” Look at this shit right here, it is possibly the best. Jyn acknowledging how beautiful Cassian is and he literally saves her in the last second, allowing her to finally transmit the Death Star plans.

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“Jyn couldn’t give him what he’d come for.

That was the crux of it, really.

Because he’d given her what she needed, and he’d done the mission right, and he found that was enough.

She believed someone was out there. Maybe it was even true.

He did want it to be true. With all his heart, he did.

Her faith carried him with her. He didn’t say any of it. He didn’t want to disturb the silence as they rested against each other, hurting and relaxed, listening to the hum of machinery and the distant billowing of fires. He stowed thoughts of old missions and thoughts of the future away; decided to focus on what he could see and hear and smell for the last moments of his life on Scarif.

When Cassian Andor died, he would be ready, and he would be content.” Sadness. My heart is aching a bit too much for me to type anything right now.  Because he’d given her what she needed, and he’d done the mission right, and he found that was enough.

-

“Instead she looked to Cassian.

“I’m glad you came,” she said.When the words finally touched him, he gently smiled and took her hand. She entwined her fingers with his so that they didn’t drop away. 

(…)

Somehow she found herself closer to Cassian than before. Her breathing matched his, or his matched hers, deep and steady.

(…)

“Your father would be proud of you,” Cassian said, so soft Jyn barely heard. She thought it was true, even though it wasn’t why she’d come to Scarif-not entirely, not really.

It was good to hear aloud, from the lips of someone close.

The rumbling overwhelmed all other sound. Jyn tightened her grip on Cassian, and he found the strength to hold her. The world grew brighter, emerald at first and then a clean, purifying white. In Jyn’s mind, the cave below the broken hatch was illuminated with the strength of a sun, and then the walls turned to dust and there was no longer a cave but only her spirit and heart and everything she had ever been: the daughter of Galen and Lyra and Saw, the angry fighter and the shattered prisoner and the champion and the friend.

Soon all those things, too, burned away, and Jyn Erso-finally at peace- became one with the Force.” 

Honestly, this has been such a wild ride, but I am still so so so happy that they got to die in each other’s arms. It’s at least something. Now I’m going to go back to crying and let the heartache consume me. Sadness.

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Extra thoughts:

Okay, there is so much character development in this novel that doesn’t go deep enough in the movie, like all of them are changed in some way by the end of it. The most obvious change is in Jyn, something that the novel makes a big deal of, her change is even what makes Cassian change his mind of what he thinks is right or wrong. (”Jyn was changing. And through her, Cassian would do what was required of him.They all would.”). Jyn goes through a massive change in the movie to the better, but her change in the novel is even more evident. It is insane to think of the girl from early on who literally does not care whether she dies or not because she’s lonely, to the girl who doesn’t care because she has a purpose. Something she thinks is right and is something worth dying for. 

Jyn is so angry at Galen? Something that I did not see in the movie at all, to me she just appears to be really sad about it? (”Unwanted images of Saw Gerrera, of Galen Erso (My father is alive. My father is a bastard…) crept into her mind, spilling out of the hatch and crawling behind her eyes like parasites.”). Actually. Jyn is angry a lot, at almost everyone in her life, at everyone who has left her at some point, Which is totally understandable, given how young she actually is.

What most people see in Jyn that makes them believe in her and trust what she does is fire. More than s few times other people describe the fire they see within her, the fire that motivates her and gives them something to believe in. It’s actually quite funny because it’s not all coming from characters that have talked to each other about it.

At some point, very early on after they’ve met, Cassian is actually more concerned about Jyn than himself. He’s cold and thinks that the cold must be worse for her than it is for him, and the exhaustion as well. Like what the fuck I did not sign up for these feelings. Cassian appears to want to wrap Jyn up in bubble wrap most of the time, which is both quite sweet and ridiculous given what kind of person she is.

Also, he is constantly thinking about her, sure both is positive and negative ways. Sure he thinks she’s a pain is his ass, but then again he CARES about her and it’s very nice. Like it’s a lot of love/hate but milder? Because that’s the sad part. They could have been so great together, and they and we all know it but they do not have that time and everyone is left what a lot of what if’s.

There is a lot of times when they think of each other that I stopped myself from including because this post is long enough as it is already.

The destruction of Jedha City is a terribly sad moment for a lot of our favourite character, Bodhi makes it feel as if he’s failed his task. He’s doubting himself here as well, something he does not deserve. To him. the destruction is all his fault. At the same time, there is a (more obvious) sadness from both Baze and Chirrut. Something that I cannot remember being in the movie, not to this extent at least.

I think for me personally, the worst part lies in the fact that I usually don’t care for heterosexual ships? Like they are usually so abusive and not good for any part but this time there is none of that. Sure, Cassian and Jyn might not think they care for the other. But it takes a few short conversations for Jyn to imagine a date with him and an almost equally short time before Cassian is more concerned about her than himself. Something he does not do. It’s a lot of aching that I didn’t know I could feel for a het ship.

Jyn is so painfully young, I never realized when I watched the movie. Most of her decisions are based on emotions and she is so hurt that I genuinely ache for her. I’ve seen more than one person thinking she is a boring and not well-developed character, but dear she is quite the opposite. In fact, most of the characters are given a depth that is not fully shown in the movie, and it makes it all so so much better. But also so much worse when you know that they will soon be facing the inevitable death on Scarif.

It took me endless cups of tea to get through this, and I only cried a few times. But like me crying is a good thing, it means it meant something.

This one line about sums it all up: “What are you doing, Rogue One?”

Bonus:

“Fight me, she wanted to beg.” I’ll fight you Jyn.

[shewhoisneondaisies]

Chapters: 5/8 Fandom: Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Cassian Andor/Jyn Erso Characters: Jyn Erso, Cassian Andor, Saw Gerrera, K-2SO (Star Wars), Davits Draven Additional Tags: soulmate fic, other characters will appear on the periphery of the fic, but com'on, it's a soulmate fic, starting when they're teens, they are still as reserved with each other as you'd expect, only as much world-building as the canon will support, this is still happening a long time ago..., follows canon timeline but maybe not as canon compliant as you'd fear Summary:

With the rise of the Emperor the practice of searching out soulmates has become a fading tradition as the day to day basics of survival grow more important in a galaxy gearing up towards civil war. However, that doesn't mean the Force won't carry your messages to your soulmate if you just write them down.

Chapter Five is up and ready for your enjoyment!

[the-kings-of-games]

Yusei fudo 🔥

Special award for @saltiestcoconut because they humor me so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺

How I feel about this character: Yo, he's perfect. 🥺🥺🥺 I love him so much—his character design itself makes me weep because boy, do I love star motifs and his got the character 'hoshi' in his name. 😭 That's just so endearing and sweet, and his Stardust Dragon is just perfect for him. They were made for each other, omgs.

But to be completely honest, I struggle to write this guy. He gives so much but also so little at the same time, and there's just so much about him to fill out because he's quiet and awkward and cool. I really would love to hear about how I write Yūsei, but feedback is hard to get because I don't draw a lot of readers, lmao. I just hope I don't make him boring, even though post-series, I imagine him living a rather peaceful and quiet life. The guy is everything I'm not—STEM, talented, reserved—and not even my love for him can help me as much as I like. QwQ. He's not the bestest written Yūtag, but despite that, he is still my favoritest Yūtag. I think Yūsei is pretty unique in that he's a middle child, lmao. It makes him a little relatable when many people say he's not because he's so perfect. (It's fine, he can be perfect; have you not seen his brothers??)

Anyway, in short, I love Fudō Yūsei with all of my heart, and he's honestly the first reason I dove so hard into YGO. 5D's was the first of the series I watched I think, which was good because otherwise, I would be into Zexal, and it would've all over for you guys. xD /J

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Jack and Crow—KIZUNASHIPPING FOR THE WIN. Also, Kalin and Bruno.

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Jack and Crow, lol. Sherry. Akiza.

My unpopular opinion about this character: FUDŌ YŪSEI FUCKS.

I know people tend to headcanon Yūsei ace, and while being ace makes him interesting, sure, being horny makes him hilarious. At least to me, and so, when I write Yūsei, he's the kind of guy who rarely say no to sex and is pretty straightforward about it. ("May we have the sex please?") I'm not going to lie: making Yūsei horny actually helped me write him more comfortably because he's so fun to write like that, lmao. He is actually the active cause of chaos sometimes instead of always being the straight man. He annoys and exasperates Jack and Crow at times. There is other things in his life that interests him outside of runners and engineering. His perfectness breaks for a second because his desires have driven him to embarrassing actions, and more moments like that start breaking through. It helped me develop him more as well, lol, so nowadays, he comes off more like a cool coworker I got to know better through his wild and stupid stories, half of which are his fault, but also by talking about his family. What a guy.✨

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon: That Yūsei himself says he fu—

Send me an ask! 👀 I've watched all the series.

[stillbreathstest]

tags.

[oodlyenough]

arcane indulgence: viktor

send me a character and i’ll list:

favorite thing about them: Not sure about fave so I'll do first thing I particularly noticed, beside being designed for me in a lab somewhere, which was that I found him quite funny. Roasting Jayce while he stands on the edge of this third storey ledge, lol

least favorite thing about them: I guess this is more of a hypothetical at this point but I am sort of, uh, crossing my fingers about what they do with him in s2 and hoping it makes sense and feels like organic development from s1 and isn't just "Well here's where he's at in League" stapled on. A lot of fandom seems to just kind of like, accepted he's going to turn into his League self and I feel like if that's where Arcane is going they have not done the groundwork well at all...

favorite line: This isn't my bedroom 🤔🤔🤔

brOTP: Viktor only has one friend and I want them to fuck

OTP: Jayce! The range... the drama... you can put them in almost any stage of relationship from sickening honeymoon to bitter divorce and make it work. In any case they're gonna be obsessed with each other for the rest of their lives what's better than that

nOTP: Uh any variation that puts him with Mel tbh. I like Mel, I like Viktor, do not want them remotely affiliated romantically except in whatever weird bisexual drama they have going on in canon. They have one conversation where they're ideologically opposed and she cuts him out of the conversation by standing to talk over his head, Mel like the rest of Piltover is barely aware of Viktor's existence in the first place, also I read him as gay lmao... Just uh, no thanks.

random headcanon: I don't know why this question always stumps me even for characters I'm actively writing fic about lol. Oh, I guess one is like, I know it's "twitter canon" that he like ??? scammed his way into the Academy by just showing up until Heimerdinger noticed him?? but I find that uh. contradictory to what we hear him say in the show about no one believing in him and also to logic, and twitter canon is fake, so whatever. Anyway so I just assume he won some kind of Hunger Games scholarship for kids who can read good and wanna learn to do other stuff good too.

unpopular opinion: feel like I'm taking crazy pills every time I read some meta or fic or whatever centering around Viktor's "social anxiety" and how he doesn't know how to talk to or relate to people... Aside from tbh projecting ableist assumptions onto him, I think people assume act 1 Viktor is the anomaly and depressed act 2-3 Viktor is his default personality, but I feel like it's certainly the opposite. Act 2-3 takes place over a couple of days that are probably the worst of his (and everyone else's lmao) life, flirty snarky act 1 Viktor is surely like... closer to who he is in a normal scenario.

song i associate with them: Because I was just talking about it with @stardust-musings, Touch by Sleeping At Last! Lmao and also I Bet You Think About Me by Taylor Swift because it makes me laugh, queen of acrimonious break up songs

[virgichuu]

PHEW AAAAAAA Sorry for being late but here is my gift for @stardust-make-a-wish as part of the @lukanette-exchange!! I apologize again for my lateness ;;o;; hope you’ll like it!! I went for a grown-up version of our lovely otp here :3

[blackwood4stucky]

author: aspen blackwood | year of the otp event

event: 2023 - 2024

call of the moon | 🅴

prompt: august | au of your choice stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] synopsis: A ruin is what became of the beast’s home, but beauty can still be found in the wilds.

do you trust me with your scars enough to show me your heart | 🅼

prompt: march | fairytale au stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] series: wonder if it's room in heaven for savages synopsis: There was always a sweetness that lingered in Steve’s nose whenever he spent time with Bucky Barnes. It was a light floral scent with underlying honey and peach that followed Bucky wherever he went. Steve was never too far behind, low eyes and an intoxicated grin gracing his features every time. It was the look of a boy caught in a snare.

freefall | 🆃

prompt: november | secret relationship (reveal) stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] series: the call of darkness snippet: The cuisine is to die for, the drinks are strong, and the music is perfect. What’s not to love from a well-deserved night on the town during a spectacular vacation?

hoping these roses dull the pain, cover the scars and turn the page | 🅴

prompts: april | canon divergence + september | hurt/comfort stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] synopsis: There were turncoats on the Lemurian Star.

in his house beneath the sea, he waits dreaming of you | 🅴

prompt: june | soulmate au hansenkemp [lloyd hansen x steve kemp] series: bleak are the heavens, darker the gods synopsis: In a small Grecian village where the witches serve a morning star, there lives a man named Stéfanos who catches the eye of a peculiar stranger. ──────.·:·.☽✧ ☆ﾟ ✦  ☆ﾟ ✧☾.·:·. ────── A chance meeting with Lloyd sends Steve down a road darker than even the path of night.

maybe we’re just born with stardust in our blood | 🅼

prompt: january | mission fic stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] synopsis: Team Cap search for the one thing that could send Bucky back to where he started.

something wicked this way comes | 🆃

prompt: may | “who are you?” pre-stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] series: the call of darkness synopsis: Dreams can be omens and Bucky’s was unlike anything he normally has.

the house on eighth street | 🆃

prompt: december | moving in together stucky [james "bucky" barnes x steve rogers] synopsis: Making a house a home is supposed to be easy.

the husband and the steed | 🆃

prompt: october | identity shenanigans pre-stucky [james “bucky” barnes x steve rogers] series: the call of darkness synopsis: Bucky goes to place his bet at the Hickory Raceway.

aspen’s vault: fics masterlist | aspen’s world: bingo & events participation masterlist

[amortentiaboys]

top five of 2020

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (ish) favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

thank you so much @lazywonderlvnd and @fw00shy for the tags, you incredibly talented beans!!! it is an honour to know you and read your work. i only fell down the drarry rabbit hole last month yet in that short space of time, i have found a community with so much love to give. 2020 has been tumultuous, to say the least, but the drarry fandom and all the friends i’ve made have been an absolute rock. i started to write drarry because escaping into the wizarding world where people can make horrible mistakes and still have hope of redemption was soothing (also, harry and draco have always been my otp). i came to the fandom to write about two idiot wizards pining after each other, but i’m staying for all the incredible writers, readers, friends, mods, gif makers, artists, meta-writers and the collective imagination that we all have.

but enough of my sappiness!! i’m incredibly proud of the microfics and ficlets i’ve produced over the past month so without further ado, here are my top five personal faves:

Amnesia Series

this was one of the first pieces of writing i did for the fandom!! i wrote this at a time when i wasn’t even sure if Drarry Microfic was going to be more than just me writing into the void. i’ve never been more happy to be wrong. it was also great trying to balance the angst with the fluff; a flangst sandwich, if you will.

Shadow

so my brain had been bugging me for the past week over the subject of Draco’s patronus: what would it be? in what scenario would it first be cast? most of all, what would Draco’s reaction be? this microfic was a lesson in balancing worldbuilding with the character’s emotions, and i think??? i managed it?? and i got a glimpse of what my version of Draco will be like when i eventually get around to writing longer stuff, which is hella exciting!!!

Gallivanting and Other Such Shenanigans

this is a wee ficlet i wrote!! all the credit for the premise goes to the lovely @franciswilloughby and @missdrarrydawn, without which this lil ficlet wouldn’t even exist. this is my fave dialogue that i’ve written so far (as well as Sibney’s in “Nothing Has To Change Today”), and this was the first time that i think i nailed Harry’s character.

Luminous

for this one, i challenged myself to write a ~*vibe*~ and i think it worked!! i’d just watched Stardust for the bazillionth time, so that was a big influence. it’s probably the sappiest thing i’ve ever written (which is saying something lol), but i’m proud of the style and the ~*vibe*~ and that’s all that matters!!

nothing has to change today

all the credit for the premise of this drabble goes to @cibeewastaken - Draco wallowing whilst listening to Billie Eilish was just too good an idea to leave!!! i’m so proud of this one because i really pushed myself. it was my first time creating an OC for the HP canonverse and i’m so glad i did; all hail Sibney the House Elf and all that she has to put up with!! this is also the first ficlet that doesn’t have Draco or Harry as the narrator which was Very Cool and makes the piece what it is!!!! Blaise and Hermione plotting together is now my absolute fave dynamic.

tagging @royaldynazty, @skeptiquexx, @graymatters, @drarrystan22, @curlyy-hair-dont-care, @samunderthelights, @colormehazelnut, @onbeinganangel, @practicefortheheart, @tsauergrass, @unicorn-in-the-library, @xanthippe74 and anyone else that wants to do this. i know i’ve forgotten a few people, so forgive me pls!!!