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Kingdom of Ash Chapter 64

Chapter; Highlights

Hours later, Yrene was still shaking.

At the disaster they'd narrowly avoided, at the deaths she'd witnessed before that wave had struck, at the power of the queen on the plain. The power of the prince who had prevented the ensuing steam from boiling alive any caught in its path.

Yrene had thrown herself back into healing during the chaos since. Had left the royals and their commanders to oversee the aftermath, and had returned to the Great Hall. Healers drifted onto the battlefield, searching for those in need of help.

All of them, every single person in the keep or the skies or on the battlefield, kept glancing toward the now-empty gap between two mountain peaks. Toward the flooded, decimated city, and the demarcation line between life and death. Water and debris had destroyed most of Anielle, the former now trickling toward the Silver Lake.

A vision of what would have been left of them, were it not for Aelin Galathynius.

She'd been asked to inspect the queen when she'd been carried in to a private chamber by Prince Rowan, the two of them borne off the plain by Nesryn. Yrene hadn't been able to stop her hands from shaking as she'd hovered them over Aelin's unconscious body.

There had been no sign of harm beyond a few already-healing cuts and slices from the battle itself.

Nothing at all beyond a sleeping, tired woman.

Who held the might of a god within her veins.

Yrene had then inspected Prince Rowan, who looked in far worse shape, a sizable gash snaking down his thigh. But he'd waved her off, claiming he'd come too near a burnout, and just needed to rest as well.

So Yrene had left them, only to tend to another.

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To Lorcan, whose injuries ... Yrene had needed to summon Hafiza to help her with some of it. To lend her power, since Yrene's had been so depleted.

The unconscious warrior, who had apparently tumbled right off Farasha as he and Elide had passed through the gates, didn't so much as stir while they worked on him.

That had been hours ago. Days ago, it felt.

Yes, she needed to rest.

But a horn, clear and bright, blared from outside.

Everyone halted-then rushed to the windows. Yrene's smile grew as she, too, found a place to peek out over the battlefield.

To where the rest of the khagan's army, Prince Kashin at its front, marched toward them.

Thank the gods. Everyone in the hall muttered similar words.

From the keep, an answering horn sang its welcome.

Not just one army had been spared here today, Yrene realized as she turned back to the water station. If that wave had reached Kashin.

…

Lucky. They had all been so, so very lucky.

Yet Yrene wondered how long that luck would last.

If it would see them through the brutal march northward, and to the walls of Orynth itself.

Lorcan let out a low groan as he surfaced from the warm, heavy embrace of darkness.

"You are one lucky bastard."

Too soon. Too damn soon after hovering near death to hear Fenrys's drawl.

Fenrys's smirk was a slash of white.

"You've been out for a day. I drew the short stick and had to look after you."

A lie. For whatever reason, Fenrys had chosen to be here.

Lorcan thumped his head back on the pillow. "Elide." Her name was a rasp on his tongue.

The last he remembered, they'd ridden through the gates, Aelin Galathynius's unholy power spent. Then oblivion had swept in.

"Helping with the healing in the Great Hall," Fenrys said, stretching out his legs before him.

Lorcan closed his eyes, something tight in his chest easing.

"Well, since you're not dead," Fenrys began, but Lorcan was already asleep.

Lorcan awoke later. Hours, days, he didn't know.

The candle was still burning on the narrow windowsill, down to its base. Hours, then.

He didn't care. Not when the dim light revealed the delicate woman lying facedown on the end of his cot, the lower half of her body still on the wooden chair where Fenrys had been. Her arms cradled her head, one outstretched toward him. Reaching for his hand, mere inches from hers.

Elide.

Her dark hair spilled across the blanket, across his shins, veiling much of her face.

Wincing at the lingering ache in his body, Lorcan stretched his arm just enough to touch her fingers. They were cold, their tips so much smaller than his. They contracted, pulling away as she sucked in a sharp, awakening breath.

Lorcan savored every feature as she grimaced at a crick in her neck. But her eyes settled on him. She went still as she found him staring at her, awake and utterly in awe of the woman who had ridden through hell to find him ...

Tired. She looked spent, yet her chin remained unbowed.

Lorcan had no words. He'd given her everything on the back of that horse anyway.

But Elide asked, "How do you feel?" Aching. Exhausted. Yet finding her sitting at his bedside... "Alive," he said, and meant it.

Her face remained unreadable, even as her eyes dipped to his body. The blanket had slid down enough to reveal most of his torso, though it still hid the scarred-over wound in his abdomen. Yet he'd never felt so keenly naked.

It was an effort to keep his breathing steady beneath her sharp-eyed gaze. "Yrene said you would have died, if they hadn't gotten to you when they did."

"I would have died," he said, voice like gravel, "if you hadn't braved hell to find me." Her gaze lifted to his. "I made you a promise."

"So you said."

Was that a hint of color stealing across her pale cheeks? But she didn't balk. "You said some interesting things, too."

Lorcan tried to sit up, but his body gave a burst of pain in protest.

Elide explained, "Yrene warned that though the wounds are healed, some soreness will linger."

Lorcan gritted his teeth around the sharp stab in his back, his stomach. He managed to get onto his elbows, and deemed that progress enough. "It's been a while since I was so gravely injured. I'd forgotten what an inconvenience it is."

A faint smile tugged on her mouth.

His heart halted. The first smile she had given him in months and months. Since that day on the ship, when he'd touched her hand as they'd swayed in their hammocks.

Her smile faded, but the color on her cheeks lingered. "Did you mean it? What you said." He held her stare. Let some inner wall within him come crumbling down. Only for her. For this sharp-eyed, cunning little liar who had slipped through every defense and ironclad rule he'd ever made for himself. He let her see that in his face. Let her see all of it, as no one had ever done before. "Yes."

Her mouth tightened, but not in displeasure.

So Lorcan said softly, "I meant every word." His heart thundered, so wildly it was a wonder she couldn't hear it. "And I will until the day I fade into the Afterworld."

Lorcan didn't breathe as Elide gently reached out her hand. And interlaced their fingers. "I love you," she whispered.

He was glad he was lying down. The words would have knocked him to his knees. Even now, he was half inclined to bow before her, the true owner of his ancient, wicked heart.

"I have loved you," she went on, "from the moment you came to fight for me against Vernon and the ilken." The light in her eyes stole his breath. "And when I heard you were somewhere on that battlefield, the only thing I wanted was to be able to tell you that. It was the only thing that mattered."

Once, he might have scoffed. Declared that far bigger things mattered, in this war especially. And yet the hand grasping his ... He'd never known anything more precious.

Lorcan ran his thumb over the back of her hand. "I am sorry, Elide. For all of it."

"I know," she said softly, and no regret or hurt dimmed her face. Only clear, unwavering calm shone there. The face of the mighty lady she was growing into, and had already become, and who would rule Perranth with wisdom in one hand and compassion in the other.

They stared at each other for minutes. For a blessed eternity.

Then Elide untangled their hands and rose. "I should return to help Yrene."

Lorcan caught her hand again. "Stay."

She arched a dark brow. "I'm only going to the Great Hall."

Lorcan caressed his thumb over the back of her hand once more. "Stay," he breathed.

For a heartbeat, he thought she'd say no, and was prepared to be fine with it, to accept these last few minutes as more of a gift than he'd deserved.

"Say it," she whispered, fingers stilling in his hair. Lorcan opened his eyes, finding her gaze. "I love you."

"Yrene said you might always have this," she said, her hand mercifully falling away.

"Then it will be the scar I treasure most."

Fenrys would laugh until he cried to hear him speak this way, but Lorcan didn't care. To hell with the rest of them.

Another one of those small smiles curved her lips, and Lorcan's hands tightened in the sheets with the effort it took not to taste that smile, to worship it with his own mouth.

But this new, fragile thing humming between them ... He would not risk it for all the world.

Elide, thank the gods, had no such worries.

None at all, it seemed, as she lifted a hand to his cheek and ran her thumb along it. Every breath was an effort of control.

Lorcan held absolutely still as she brought her mouth to his. Brushed her lips across his own.

She pulled back. "Rest, Lorcan. I'll be here again when you wake."

Anything she asked, he'd give her.

Anything at all.

Too shaken by that soft, beautiful kiss to bother with words, he lay back down.

But until then, he wanted her here. Sleeping at his side, where he might watch over her. As she had watched over him.

Elide seemed to read that on his face, and her cheeks reddened further. "Later, then," she breathed, limping to the door.

Lorcan sent a flicker of his power to wrap around her ankle. The limp vanished.

A hand on the knob, she gave him a small, grateful nod. "I missed that."

He heard the unspoken words as she disappeared into the busy hall.

I missed you.

Lorcan allowed himself a rare smile.

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Bewitched: The Rake and The Risk

˖⋆࿐໋ james logan howlett ✦ bridgerton au series

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chapter two

cw: flirting (mix of 1800s and modern day), jealousy, old time thoughts of women and marriage, james is a slut

pairing: viscount!logan howlett x fem!reader

a/n: sorry this is later than intended! i try to aim for a new chapter every friday but college is kicking my ass right now. next chapter will be longer!! also!! if you want to be tagged for the bewitched series please comment on the original bewitched masterlist post linked above this<3 there are so many of you lovely readers who want to be tagged and i need a more organized way to find everyone to add. sorry for the minor inconvenience. i appreciate every one of you!!

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in all the twenty-nine years of knowing james howlett, lady chamberlain never would have pictured him coming to her home to ask about the eligible bachelorettes of the ton.

"what do you want to know, my dear?" lady chamberlain asked, sipping a cup of tea as the two of them sat in the living room.

"i am coming to you because as you know, my mother is expecting me to wed sooner rather than later and i was wondering whom might be the best women to seek out this season." james said, lying through his teeth.

if james really wanted to know who the best women this season were, he would've just opened the latest issue of lady cavanaugh. both of them knew this but it was more fun for lady chamberlain to tease the viscount.

"hm.." she smiles. "anyone in particular?"

"no."

the lie falls with ease. too much ease but lady chamberlain sees right through him.

"well, i did take note last night that the only lady you danced with was lady worthington's niece." she remarks slyly.

"the french girl?" he asks, playing coy. "i think i remember her."

lady chamberlain wasn't going to play games with the boy in front of her.

"i would hope so, you seemed quite fawned of her."

"i don't know if i would say that much."

"hm, so you don't want to know who she's planning to attended the mask ball with?" lady chamberlain smirks, knowing she's got him hooked.

everyone in the ton looked forward to the queens mask ball each season. it was the perfect way to help break the usual ice of finding 'the one'. that's where most couples tend to meet for the first time.

"let me guess..." james rolls his eyes. "prince harrison?"

lady chamberlain shrugs, placing her tea cup back on the dish. "the two of them talked quite a bit after you stormed off. she seems quite smitten with him."

"it's the first ball of the season. she has plenty of time to look for a better husband." he scoffs.

"well, dear... there are people who search their whole lives for something that's been right in front of them the entire time."

the elderly woman's words rang true in the room but james was far too in denial to notice them. instead, his ego was eating him alive. why would you not jump at the opportunity to be with the viscount?

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this afternoon was the queen's annual tea party. all the ton's debutantes gather to make friends and share their predictions for this season. anxiously, you paced the cobblestones outside, waiting for the carriage to pick you up.

"dear, it's not lady-like to pace back and forth." your aunt calls out from the doorway.

"my apologies," you reply, not stopping your feet.

"you're snagging the hem of your gown!"

thank heavens that the carriage was approaching. she waves you off, wishing you luck on your first adventure alone in the ton, wishing desperately she could join you.

your goal today is to make at least one friend. you'll even settle for an allied.

once you arrive at the queen's castle, you step inside. covered in soft pastels, flowers, and butterflies; you immediately feel calm. everyone is chatting and sipping tea at the tables. you sit down in the first available seat.

"you're the diamond, correct?" someone whispered next to you asks.

you turn your head to see a blonde girl to the right. she's wearing a soft yellow dress that doesn't quite fit her right.

"correct." you nod, offering the girl a smile to which she returns.

"shouldn't you be sat with the queen?" she asks, nodding to one of the beautiful girls surrounding the queen.

"probably but this was the first seat i saw." you joke, sipping on your tea.

the girl laughs with a small nod and introduces herself. her name is bridget and her father is a jewelry maker for the queen.

"i saw you dancing with the viscount last night at the ball." she smiles. "do you fancy him?"

almost choking on your tea, you shake your head.

"no, no, no. i don't fancy the viscount." you state.

bridget hesitates, watching your body language closely. the pressure gets you to speak up again.

"why do you ask?"

"because the viscount is a major rake."

the word rake rolls off her tongue with pure disgust. you'd never heard someone with such respect as a viscount be called something so dishonorable. rakes were known for their ability to seduce and lead on women with no promise of marriage.

"but he talks of his desire for a wife?" you question, more to yourself than to bridget but alas, she answers anyway.

"only because his mama is practically begging for a viscountess." bridget whispers.

you suppose this made sense due to the fact that most rakes never even intend to wed and after your conversation with james last night, he made it clear that marriage was not something he craved.

"trust me, you aren't the first lady to attempt to tie down the viscount. well, at least you have a shot since you're the diamond this season and all." the blonde girl rambles.

"oh, heavens no!" you repeat.

"hm, that's sad..." she sighs. "he is quite handsome."

"most definitely but i intend to wed for pure reasons."

"if that's truly the case, stay as far away from the viscount as possible."

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for the rest of the afternoon, bridget's words stuck to the front of your brain. if james wasn't so intolerable, perhaps he would make a good husband to someone.

once everyone finished with their tea, you decided to go sketch in wisteria park. the weather was beautiful outside and gave you the perfect inspiration needed to work on a new piece. normally, you would only draw on the sides of the letters written to your father back home. no one was more supportive of you than your parents. in a world where women mean nothing more than their wombs to society, it was rare to have parents who let their daughters have dreams.

sat on a patch of grass near the small pond, you set up your quill, small tray of paints, and paper. in the area where you decided to sit, across from you stood a beautiful cherry tree. as you work on the outline, you can hear footsteps approaching.

"i should've known i would find you here." a familiar voice says.

you don't even glacé up at the person near you, paying no mind to the man who seeks your attention most.

"do you want something, my lord?" you ask, fighting the urge to roll your eyes.

james' head spun every time those last two words fell from your lips, sounding to pretty the way that they roll of your tongue.

"you may call me, logan." he says. "if you so wish."

"logan?" you cock a brow, finally looking up at him.

"it's my middle name." he replies awkwardly.

"hm..." you pretend to ponder for a moment. "that's far too personal for me."

" 'too personal'? how might that be?"

james stands arms crossed against the cherry tree, glaring in your direction. you don't rush to answer his question instead you continue adding details to the branches and trees. he huffs under his breath, clearly irritated your lack of interest in him.

"well, we have no intentions to be together this season and we aren't friends so, there's no need for nicknames and such." you reply nonchalantly.

"you don't know my intentions"

a sweet giggle escapes you. james brushes off the warmth flooding his chest, rather focusing on topic at hand.

"oh, i bet i do."

suddenly, you drop your quill and give him your undivided attention.

"why are you even here, james?" you sigh.

"i was visiting an old friend this morning and wanted a stroll through the park."

"an old friend?"

the words left your lips before you could stop yourself. james was quick to notice the tone shift. he smirks, walking over to you and sitting on the grass to your right.

"mhm..." he hums.

"is she viscountess material?" you scoff, returning to your scribbles.

"and why would you care?"

why did you care? it's not like the two of you really know each other; yet, something about james made your blood boil. perhaps it was how he has a near perfect life and somehow still complains. he has no issues in finding a partner because everyone wants him. if he didn't have his head up his own ass, he would realize that.

"i don't."

"sounds like you do."

james liked watching your face scrunch up at little with dislike for him. how your pressure on the quill increases. how you avoid his gaze. how you pretend he doesn't exist next to you.

"i don't." you repeat. "i just cannot believe that someone like you is complaining about having to take a wife when all the women of the ton are smitten with you."

"someone like me?" james pretends to be offended but he was too busy enjoying this riled up version of you.

"someone who never gone with unmet needs, never struggled financially, never been under minded or overlooked." your words come out sharp but james doesn't let them cut deep.

"look, sweetheart..." he squints those hazel eyes, glaring deep into your soul and leaning in closer than he should've. "you know nothing of my families struggles."

"and you know nothing of mine."

james was so close to you. your noses almost touching before you pull away. being within his close proximity made you feel a foreign warm tingle deep in your stomach.

thank heavens that the park was empty, minus the two of you. the last thing you needed was for someone to see the two of you this close and label you as one of the viscounts mistresses.

"i-i must get going." you stutter, collecting your belongings.

"where are you off to?" he asks.

"i'm supposed to be accompanying lady chamberlain and prince harrison to dinner this evening."

his face scrunches with distaste at the mention of the prince. also, why would lady chamberlain hide this piece of information from him?

"isn't it quite early to prepare for dinner?"

"i must look perfect for the prince." you smile.

but not at james. you're smiling for that no good excuse of a prince who couldn't see that you already were perfect.

"you look fine to me." he huffs.

"it's vocabulary like that, that keeps you from finding a wife."

"and to think it was my insufferable personality that kept the ladies of the ton away."

it's difficult to hide the laugh you want to let out. instead you bite down on your cheek, not giving him the satisfaction of your laughter.

"ha ha ha." you mock dryly.

"do you always have a stick up your ass?"

james question makes your jaw drop. never in your life have you heard a man speak so vulgarly.

"that's no way for a viscount to speak to a lady." you scold. he can't help but roll his eyes at your comment.

"i'm sure that a man has spoken even more colorfully to you."

"what are you insinuating, my lord?"

"that i highly doubt a lady such as yourself still has her virtue." he shrugs.

never has your head spun so fast at a single sentence. you couldn't fathom that a rake like him has the nerve to question anyone's virtue.

"excuse me, viscount howlett but my virtue is none of your business." you rage. "and you have quite the nerve to question it."

"and why's that?"

james was playing with fire but he didn't mind getting scorched by your flames.

"i've heard the stories about you."

"like what?"

"like what you do with the promiscuous women of the night." your words leave a smirk plastered on his face as he watches you intensely.

"don't act so innocent either." james hums. "i'm sure you've had your fair share of promiscuous adventures in france."

a flush of red hits at your cheeks. the last person you wanted to talk about promiscuous acts with is james. mostly because your lack there of. only your own hands have touched you so intimately.

james studies your facial expression before it clicks for him. he shouldn't ask. he really shouldn't. but come on, he has to.

"have you never—" his words come to a halt when there's a ruffled noise inching closer.

"i'm under no obligation to answer you, viscount howlett." you scold, collecting your belongings.

"hm... seems like you've already answered my question." his cocky tone sends you over the edge of annoyance.

"shouldn't you be more concerned with finding a wife rather than my virtue? this season will be over before you know it and you will need to find one sooner rather than later."

james admired the way you spoke with such sharpness. you were shy and reserved but the weight of your words were heavy. there was grace in the way you spoke and he loathed it.

he loathed how perfect you were. how absolutely perfect you would fit into his life. how perfect you would be at being his little wife. only needing to plan parties and open your womb to his child. he would never stop you from your dream of painting either. all he wants is someone who can handle the duties that come with being his other half.

by the time james snaps out of his thoughts, you are long gone. off to get ready for your date with a man who's twice as rich as him and much more likable. the only thing he could do is hope that nothing good comes from this dinner.

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My 𝐓𝐨𝐩 24 𝐒𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 from 2024🎉

I ignored the brief and just did a fun round up of some fave screenies/posts from this year cos apparently i can't read and rules are LAME anyway!! weeee 🤸‍♀️🧡

January - Oscar scared the shit out of baby Levi and we finally found out where Triss had been hiding 🥹

February - Robin met his bestie Alex on a camping trip and had enough of Levi's bullshit upon returning to school ffkfgjfk

March - Kian got out of prison (ew) and decided to inconvenience his unsuspecting half-brother.. who didn't last long before telling him to shove it.

April - Oscar pissed Ivan off on a road trip of doom and Joey is still Joey..

OH.. and Triss is hot af (no literally.. he's at the beach but also 🥵) also also.. him n' Tilda finally bumped uglies and were very cute

May - Robin saved Levi from a soggy fate and spoke to him for the first time and the Finch's pretty much adopted him, whether he liked it at the time or not!

June - I clearly took a break I forgot about in June so.. random edits woo 🤸‍♀️

July - Oscar reminded us that addiction never truly goes away... (i think if i had to pick my fave post of the year this would be a top contender!)

August - The Finch family kidnapped Levi and went camping! 🤸‍♀️🌲 (MR CROWBAR WAS THERE TOO!)

September - School was shit and Levi betrayed Robin's trust :c

October - Things got tense and spooky in Robin's Until Dawn flavoured dream 😱 (probs the highlight of the year in an otherwise shite month for me tbh so yaaay for you guys for making it so fun! 🧡)

November - Alex moved to the Bay!!! in contrast we also spent a few miserable days with Levi and Wren was her savage self and called Penny Budget Barbie which.. was iconic tbh go ginger queen go! 🧡

December - Robin was sick of Levi's stupid "friends" picking on Alex and let loose his inner Oscar, speaking in front of Alex for the first time (rip Aster for missing it tbh like what a time to take a whizz) buuut.. Robin still broke first and decided to stop snubbing Levi cos he felt bad for him ;-;

tyyyy for the tag @zosa95 @hannahssimblr @sirianasims @simvanie @theplottdump 🤸‍♀️ i'm tagging everyone cos i think we should all look back on our work with a tear in our eye and a slap on the back, srsly go do it and blame me pls ty

what a year! i've spent most of this year feeling a bit overwhelmed and like i've not been getting anywhere/as far as i wanted to ffkfj but looking back i suppose it was pretty jam packed so maybe i should give myself a break (ahaaaajsdkj NEVER) anyway.. good times 🤸‍♀️ i've no idea what 2025 will have in store for me tbh but long live the Finch's i guess! 🧡

thank you to anyone who's been around with me this year, and those past! love you all 😘

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Top 3 most controversial acotar takes/opinions, now☄️

Uh nooooo only my top three? Alrighty. These are going to be very harsh:

1. I have read the ACOTAR series at least 3 times since 2021 and I very often skim chapters every week for posts and videos. And I will be fully honest, I never want to reread the series ever again because of Feyre. I dislike her biases, her hypocrisy, her habit of ignoring other people’s POVs and the mistakes she’s made. I hate her excuses and her blindness and selfishness and how she treats everyone who is not in the IC. I hate how she treats Tamlin and Lucien. I physically cannot reread ACOWAR without flinching at all of the stuff she does, ESPECIALLY her taking down Spring out of revenge. I do not like her as an FMC and I’m glad we have moved past her story and onto other characters.

2. I think the fanbase’s hatred for Tamlin is so extreme and it is heavily influenced by Feyre’s own biases, as well as stupid memes on tiktok. If you take a second to look at the story from Tamlin’s perspective, you can easily understand his actions. With Hybern, EVERYONE FORGETS THAT 1. He was not part of the Archeron Sister’s kidnapping, that was Ianthe. It’s literally explained by Hybern in the book. And 2. He was playing as a double agent, which is hinted at many many times and it is something we later discover. I would go into it more but I feel like that’s its own post that many people have made before.

3. I don’t think SJM is the best writer. I know writers can retcon, especially in huge series like this, but she uses retconning as a crutch, and it’s very frustrating. She has so many inconsistencies and plot holes and inconveniences that personally bother me. I think her world building in ACOTAR is so flat and not thought out at all, and her magic system is even worse. Most of her villains, not just in ACOTAR but in her other series, are not that good idk. She also has a habit of the typical villain monologue that I am getting so sick of and I literally skip the part of the human queen during the Blood Rite because I think it’s so badly written 😭😂

And here’s some random ones just for fun with no to little explanation (I couldn’t do just 3 LMAO sorry)

4. ACOTAR would be better in 3rd POV limited and we can still get the mystery of the world, Feyre’s biases, etc. A lot of problems I have would be solved if we got the POVs of other characters

5. I would like Rhys so much more if he was revealed to be a villain

6. Lucien is one of the only characters I genuinely enjoy, and I’m holding out for him. If he did not exist, I would not be reading ACOTAR at all

7. The IC are awful for how they treat Nesta and I DESPISE THE “intervention” they put her through. It was not a real intervention and readers should not try to defend it in that way

8. This fanbase is filled with too many straight normies who have never experienced a fanbase before and refuse to broaden their minds and think beyond canon. Tamsand would be the most popular ship in any other fanbase. There would be more sexuality and gender headcanons. Trans headcanons, trans fanfics, m-preg fanfics, etc etc. But I guess this is a very popular fantasy romance so I get why those aren’t popular but I should not have to explain why it’s okay to ship ships that aren’t canon, and why people often insert their heteronormative fantasies in queer ships (looking at you Azris)

[levi501ackerman]

Steel Heart | Chapter Index AO3

Hange x Reader Fanfic masterlist

commissioned by KyleKoraki <3

Summary: The Royal King's Guard will lay down their lives and dedicate their hearts to return you unharmed to Mitras Castle where you will marry and become Queen. The Marelyan Cult who believe you are the key to perform their ritual will do anything to obtain your body and unlock their most powerful weapon. You just want to win the heart of a certain Knight.

Megan's Note: Hi I have had this idea in my head since before joining the AOT fandom. It was just going to be a personal story between me and Harry Styles, but It fits better with the AOT world!

This is my first multi-chapter fanfic. Eventually I'll post this on AO3 Also fun fact I don't like the title but can't think of anything else LMAO. I'm also planning on writing my first smut I'm so excited and nervous!! Thank You <3

made an ao3 account recently if u prefer to read this fic there

CHAPTER INDEX:

act one

1: The First Knight

2: Forced Idling

3: The Crested Swords

4: The Commander's Letter

5: Dog Days

6: A Cascade of Wine and Water

7: Dame Hange Zoe

act two

8: The Creature in the River

9: Versions of Them

10: Secrets of the Twins

11: The Traitor

12: Sapphires

13: Two Swans

14: Legend of the Titans

15: The Man in the Forest

16: These Inconvenient Fireworks

17: Garden of Rabbits

18: The Light in the Dark

19: This Action Will Have Consequences

20: Orange

act three

21: Power at Play

22: White Mustang

23: The Clash of Emerald and Amber

24: Forces of Evil

25: Dead by Daylight

26: Silent Hill

27: Curiosity of the Abyss

28: The Lockets

29: Swans Mate For Life

act four

30: The Heir to the Throne

31: Glory of the Gilded

32: After All This TIme

[midnightsun-if]

Sorry if this sounds rude, but I have some things I need to get off my chest. Frankly, the whole Scarlett situation kind of sucks, and the way you’re handling things is not exactly helping matters. I get you have a specific vision for her character, and as a fellow author I would never suggest you compromise that to appease a bunch of sexist, entitled fans, but you’ve given so much attention to her character that it honestly comes as no surprise that people wouldn’t respect her sexuality, as bad as that is to say.

I’ve personally sent numerous asks in the past, and you haven’t answered a single one, so either you’re intentionally ignoring them, or tumblr ate them. If it’s the later, then I’m sorry for accusing you. You’re obviously not under any obligation to answer asks you don’t want to, but I admit it does sting a bit to see Scarlet Ask #523759690 on my feed when I have yet to see a single one of mine. You may not think you have a favorite character, but from an outside perspective, you 100% do.

The amount of attention Scarlett receives compared to the rest of the cast (seriously, when was the last time Caden got an ask dedicated to them?) is truly astounding. Fans will naturally have their favorites, but as an author you should remain impartial… which you really haven’t. In fact, it seems like you actively encourage the Scarlett attention. It’s like you keep showing off a fancy car that only a few people can actually buy, then get upset when people complain they can’t buy the car as well.

Anyways, I’m sorry for this rant, but I’ve been thinking about this for a while now. I wish you luck on your writing journey, and hope you have a happy holiday (if you’re in a country that celebrates any upcoming holidays)!

I truly don’t know what to say other than the fact that I haven’t seen your asks and that I’m trying to avoid Scarlett asks when it specifically involves the discourse with her sexuality— which also may contribute to the possibility on why I haven’t seen them, if that’s what they involved— as I mentioned in my one-and-done post about it… I don’t want to keep this as a reoccurring theme on the blog as I know that many people will grow tired of it just like I have.

I answer Scarlett centric asks, barring when I answer scenario asks about the family and/or the ROs, mainly due to the fact that she’s the one people single out— if someone sends me an ask about C, or Blake, or anyone else, I’ll answer it… It just happens to be that Scarlett gets the most asks when it comes to that sort of thing— and those asks are typically much easier/faster to answer than the all-in-one asks— I’d be more than happy to answer singular asks about any number of my characters. And I have in the past when someone sends something in.

All I can truly say? If not being able to romance Scarlett is this big of an issue, and I truly am saying this as nicely as I can… I don’t think Midnight Sun is the right IF for you. I believe I know a couple more IFs with an Ice Queen type RO, or adjacent RO, that may suit you better if you’d like to me share them!

And, I’d just like to make this small point, I get upset, or am starting to, because it’s a point I’ve brought up over and over again— Scarlett isn’t a lesbian to create an inconvenience for the player… She’s a lesbian because it’s part of who she is. Sending me asks saying “I can change her” or “Give us Scarlett and the F!MCs Koda” (among other things) is absolutely abhorrent in the best case scenario. There are 7 other ROs for you to choose from— all of which offer their own unique routes and experiences within Midnight Sun.

Scarlett isn’t changing, I’m standing firm with this. I’m not going to ever change my mind about it— I’m sorry if that upsets anyone, but it’s not something I’m backing down on.

[splatooshy]

would you do one of those nsfw alphabet headcannons for bi!damon??

omg yes. okay wait i’m gonna go look up the template rq brb. i might not get through all the letters in this, so stay tuned for part 2.

damon salvatore nsfw alphabet, a-g:

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

with casual hookups & one night stands, damon MIGHT allow his partner to rest and cuddle with him, if he’s in a good mood. otherwise he’ll compel them to leave (with memories of whatever post sex cuddles they wanted) (what? he’s not a MONSTER! …wait. okay, you know what i meant). or he’ll just… eat them.

after augustine, he prefers not to sleep alone, but often wakes up to find that he’s killed his bedpartner in his sleep. which is REALLY inconvenient to find first thing in the morning. so after the first couple of times that happens, he starts compelling people to leave (the MINUTE they’re finished. no afterglow for him or anyone he tangoes with).

with actual lovers? damon’s a total octopus. and a bed hog. he likes to stretch out & be cuddled cuddle in his sleep, which most people find amusing/endearing (specifically rose, elijah, enzo, alaric 50% of the time), but sometimes, his lovers find that having a damon-sized limpet clinging onto them is just Too Much (alaric the other 50% of the time, when it’s 7am and he needs to get up for work but damon’s naked and wrapped around his entire body and he can’t move, damnit, but also he doesn’t really want to because why is damon so warm??? and shit, he’s got some serious morning wood which will NOT go down & he has to be at work in half an hour, he can’t show up late & with a raging hard-on at that. which is definitely part of damon’s Evil Plan to keep ric home all day, he muses as he calls in sick, catching the twitch of damon’s mouth). (elena and stefan show up at ric’s loft during recess, because elena’s Concerned & has no sense of boundaries and stefan just takes one look at alaric making coffee, shirtless and tired & scruffy like he’s just rolled out of bed (he has) and smelling of his (stefan’s, not ric’s) brother, raises an eyebrow and says flatly: “damon keep you up last night?” and ric’s about to reply that no, actually, damon wouldn’t let him up this morning, but then a VERY naked damon struts out and interrupts, pouting that: “Ric! Coffee does NOT take this long to make!” and pretending not to notice the nosy elephants in the room at first (elena blushes and tries to look elsewhere, stefan raises his other eyebrow and stifles a sigh). THEN, in true damon fashion, he oh-so-suddenly notices his brother & their girlfriend and is like, “oh? are we having a four way? i mean, i’m down. but my brother, ric? kinky. i didn’t know you had it in you.”)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

damon spends far too long admiring his own body for this to be an easy question, but his best feature (in his humble opinion & aside from the obvious answers) is probably his mid-lower torso. hey, it’s not his fault he was born with a perfectly thin & slutty waistline. (elijah can completely wrap his hands around damon’s waist and they both think that’s beautiful).

with each partner, it differs — and he’s had a lot of sexual partners in his time. usually it’s some variation on the classic breasts vs. ass vs. cock (his drag queen ex from the eighties had a very impressive array of the three) (he may or may not be slightly fixated on elijah’s dick. just a bit. because WOW. not only is it one of the biggest he’s ever seen, but elijah’s cock is just as perfect and impeccably groomed as the rest of him. a true gentleman’s phallus), but when it comes to rose, it’s her tongue. or just her mouth region in general (totally not including her smile, that’d be cheesy) (pardon the pun). with enzo, it’s also his mouth. and damon will (however reluctantly) admit to that including his smile. because oh my god, look at that smile. he would do anything to make enzo smile at him. no homo (full homo).

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

damon can come untouched. pretty easily, too. and he hates that he can. he discovered this about himself with katherine back in 1864, when she used her strap (eight inches of polished stone attached to a leather harness) on him.

also on the topic of 1864, katherine (more than once) had damon eat her out right after she slept with stefan. bonus points if damon knew but willingly did so & enjoyed it anyway. i’m not saying she cucked him, but… she totally cucked him.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

see above. he’s hot under the collar for his brother, and it’s pretty much the only thing he will never seriously admit to.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

so there was that 50 year dry spell, but damon has since MORE than made up for his years of celibacy between 1864 & 1912. he’s slept with everyone. E V E R Y O N E. but he wasn’t always a lustful little manwhore - he lost his virginity to katherine & she and sage taught him almost everything he knows. so let’s say thankyou to katherine and sage for bringing out damon’s inner slut. he knows too much about every erogenous zone imaginable, and is more than willing to prove so.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

time to push my second favourite agenda (and a sub agenda of my favourite, pardon the pun): damon salvatore, the chronic bottom. that’s not to say he’s submissive by any means (though the fandom severely overlooks & underestimates his subby tendencies, which is a crime imo. he’s a natural sub, his pride is the only thing getting in the way of that) — he might prefer to take it in the ass, but as a wise man once said: “liking what (he) like(s) don’t make (him) a bitch.” so obviously, his favourite position is cowgirl / cowboy. he gets to keep control & be the one getting fucked.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

again, it really depends on the partner/s. like he definitely pushes the limits & makes a really bad joke at the worst possible time, or just rambles on until the other person shuts him up. one of my wips at the moment (eternal teenager verse) has a scene where damon and enzo reunite after a month or two, and it’s all squishy and silly —(“Missed you,” he says between kisses, fumbling with his lover’s jeans for an excruciatingly long minute before deciding to hell with it, and he rips them open, dropping to his knees with all the patience of a lit fuse. “And I certainly missed you,” he plants a kiss on the head of Enzo’s cock, eyes never leaving the organ as he strokes it to full mast. “Never leave me again,” Damon murmurs, then looks up at Enzo through dark, fluttering lashes, shooting him a cheeky grin. “That goes for you too, Mister.”)

part two is already in the works!!!

[1moreff-creator]

Happy Birthday Arei Naegishi!

I am so bad at remembering birthdays I almost missed this one. But it's still the third in my time zone, so I'm still gonna do it! Arei's our birthday girl, and the best character ever (<- her opinion) gets a birthday post too! Spoilers below the cut as always.

-Arei's backstory was revealed in CH 2 EP 5. She was bullied heavily by her sisters, Fuyuko and Natsuko, and we see an example of them doing so by forcefully cutting part of the right side of her hair. You can even see, to this day, she seems to have more hair on her left than on her right. She also mentions "If [she] had to go to the hospital once or twice, then it was nothing more than a minor inconvenience for [her sisters]." Which, uh, huh. That's... quite awful. The point is that Arei hated her life back then, and rightfully hated her sisters as well.

-Despite that, it seems Arei tried to be kind for the longest time. She's far from an innately cruel person, but eventually, she felt the only way out was turning the table on her sisters and starting to bully them. Her secret is "Blackmailing, rumors, lying, stealing, slander. You did everything you could to ruin your sisters' lives" and she confessed that she framed them for everything she could to get them unlawfully sent to reform school. This included planting things in their bags and lying to authorities, as well as driving her mother's car into a ditch and blaming it on her sister drunk driving. Okay so bullying is maybe an understatement but the idea stands.

-And it worked! She managed to get them sent to reform school, and her life improved drastically. Morally dubious queen shit, etc. However, this made her develop a harmful ideology that being kind is a weakness and will get you treated badly. Which is why she acts unnecesarily mean during the killing game.

-However, deep down, Arei is still nice. She doesn't really like doing the things she does, she just feels they're necessary for her to survive. Even right before her secret reveal, she was trying to justify her actions to herself, saying it's normal for people to be like her:

Arei (laughing nervously): You [David] do want to hear my secret after all. As I guessed, everyone has that burning curiosity inside of them to hear bad things about other people. It's not just me.

-Which is why Eden's existence led her to a breakdown. Because Eden is nice and kind and is exactly the type of person Arei thinks would be destroyed in """the real world.""" And yet, Eden keeps going, she's still nice. Eden is what Arei wishes she could have been, she sees her past Arei in current Eden. Which is why she bullied her originally; to "teach her how the world works." Because Arei doesn't want to do real harm, so it's better if she does it than someone else later down the line.

-That doesn't go well. She breaks down in front of David, who comforts her quite successfully... so much so that she seems to forget she wanted to talk to David about his secret oops.

-This is what leads to her apologizing to Eden and promising to be her friend and a better person... and then she died. Well, under the most common interpretation.

-Her birthday lands on November 3rd, just three days after Ace's. This coincides with:

+Fountain Pen Day (Min reference?)

+National Sandwich Day.

+National Homemaker Day.

+Jellyfish Day. (?)

+Give Someone a Dollar Day (??)

+Love Your Lawyer Day (???????)

Among other things. I still have no idea where these come from.

-The roman numeral assigned to her in the LGI MV is IV (4), a number associated with death because yeeeeaaaah... This is: "right now, why do you cry?"

Ignoring the intentional mistranslation, this is probably just referencing Arei's breakdown in the playground.

-Color Theory (I'm sorry but I'm done linking that post) assigns her... well, I believe dark blue, so I'm going with that. This is cry, big and the Mandarin laugh (哈哈哈) in the rain scene.

(The good thing about having done this fucking video is that I have all the damn screenshots you could ever ask for in relation to it)

"Cry" for the same reasoning as her numeral. "Big" in this context is "proud", which fits. And the laugh is long to explain, but basically it's the "applause crew" (Cheery David, Xander, Hu, Arei) overwhelming David. Watch that part of the video for a better explanation.

-Arei had an FTE with J, which she starts off by tickling her, later claiming she would, uhm.

Arei: I'll tie you down and force you to wear maid dresses and bunny suits until you change your mind! [About acting girly]

Arei what. This screenshot feels like it should be fake what do you mean it's canon. It's great, don't get me wrong, it just feels extremely outta pocket. Listen, I (aro/ace) don't feel qualified to unpack whatever the fuck is going on here, I'm just gonna leave this to the shippers.

-What I will unpack is the other stuff in the FTE related to Arei. Which is-

Arei: C'mere! I'll tickle you until you laugh so hard that your heart stops! Then I'll defibrillate you and tickle you some more! Tickle tickle tickle!

I said the OTHER stuff

-Mainly, that she feels like being the favorite child would be great (you can figure out why yourself I imagine), and she likes acting girly.

-We also learn she categorizes people based on how she likes to bully them. "Cool and suave wannabe boys" like J (as in, she acts like a boy who tries and fails to be cool and suave), "spineless pushovers" like Levi (she "uses as maids"), "adorably sweet people" like Eden (she """likes""" to make them cry), and the people who don't like her, which would presumably include her sisters, as she says she likes to destroy these people's lives. Foreshadowing!

Fun facts!

-She likes gossip and dislikes being ignored.

-Her subtitle quote in the cast page is "If I tell you a secret, will you promise to keep it?" Which is insane foreshadowing given the chapter she (allegedly) died in.

-Her secret quote is "Because that’s what friends do", which she said to Eden in the trial flashback. The quote associated to her in Mai's page is "She doesn’t like it when her friends fight." Friendship is evidently something of a running theme.

-She likes "cute" food (?), her favorite color is azure (because she's blue), her favorite ice cream flavor is birthday cake flavor (oh, fitting!). Her least favorite color is green because it "looks like puke", which... I wonder if it has something to do with being bullied by her sisters given the apparent hospital visits.

-Her name in Kanji is written 投石【なげ ・ いし】亜鈴【あ ・ れい】. Cool! Don't know what any of that means.

-Like most of the cast, her hair color is natural and she's American.

-She's ambidextrous! The only ambidextrous person in the cast, in fact, and the only one apart from Teruko to not be a righty.

Finally songs!

+Candle Queen by Ghost & Pals (literally her song, don't @ me)

+Those Who Carried On by Ghost & Pals (it's sorta a similar attitude to how she felt about Eden, do you see my vision?)

+SCAPEG∞AT by Ghost & Pals (I will make you all listen to Ghost & Pals!)

+Perfectly Sweet by Vane Lily

+Karma by CreepP

+Bad B!tch Magic by HalaCG + others

+i DO what i WANT by KIRA

+Aishite by Kikuo

+It's Not My Fault by DECO*27 (listen Milgram had to bleed into these eventually)

+Teen Idle by Marina and the Diamonds (again I think it works)

+Pyrite Girl by RIProducer / RIP (I think it works kinda at least)

And Happy Birthday! Hope you enjoy some birthday cake ice cream, girl! Go do it!

[ghostsprobably]

Hello sorry for the inconvenience I just wanted a clarification on your winx au to understand how you place the realms

No inconvenience i'm sorry it took me so long to answer this!!!!!

I've posted the map I made a couple of times but i never really went that in depth about what i did to the places themselves. Well I mean I did but that's in a notebook somewhere and didn't ever actually get posted lmao sorryyyy

Okay so! I'm going to try formatting it as straight forward as I can, but it's still gonna be long as hell. Also there's some things I can't quite remember so I'll come back and update this when I find them in that notebook

Earth - Regular Earth where we live

Magix - The name of the planet where everyone that isn't from earth lives; It is very similar to earth in every way other than having magic; I might have people from this planet be called magicians, alongside people from earth being called earthlings.

COUNTRIES

Solaria - One of the major world super powers of Magix. A massive kingdom with happy citizens and generally good quality of life. Capital is Soletres which sits along the coastline of a massive bay, the capital city is surrounded by desert as you leave the coast. The south most shore is quite marshy and the northern most border is mountains, with lots of different kinds of terrain in between. Though King Radius and Former Queen Luna divorced many years ago, Luna is still a prominent figure in politics. Princess Stella is a beloved icon of her people.

Eraklyon - Another major super power. Shares some of its western border with Solaria and extends east to the coast. A very mountainous country, with some areas of plains to the south. Capital is ________. Quite a different vibe from Solaria, Eraklyon is heavily militarized with a sizable class divide. Much of the country lives in poverty. King Erendor and Queen Samara are proud, stubborn rulers (and parents). Prince Sky is largely a mystery to the public.

Andros - Though not quite as enormous as the last two, still quite a powerful kingdom as they are rich in resources. Also in control of Lightrock Penitentiary, a highly secure prison on an small island to the north. The main island of Andros was created by a massive, now extinct volcano. The bowl is now an enormous lake that is connected to the ocean via giant rivers and canals, this is where the capital city, _________, is located. Andros is a semi aquatic kingdom, a merge of two civilizations that were once at war, and as such there is a secondary royal family that resides off the coast of the main island. They are secondary in power to the main royal family, comprised of King Neptune, Queen Ligea, and Princess Aisha.

Dominoe - By the time of our story, this kingdom has long since fallen. All that remains of this once flourishing nation is abandoned ruins nestled in the snowy mountains north of Eraklyon. After the fall of Dominoe, Eraklyon actually tried to take over it's territory, but found the landscape to be far too harsh to settle. The captial city of Sparks is now a ghost town, or is it?

CITIES

Linphea - A very small city in the forests of Solaria. Populated by both civilians and acolytes as this city is the location of the Sacred Garden of the Mother Dragon. It is said to be where she first landed on Magix and is a holy site full of secrets.

Melody - A destination city in the south of Solaria. A cultural hub filled to the brim with tourists. This bustling city is always buzzing with passion, and it's where Musa's parents met and she was born.

Zenith - A densely packed city in the north west of Eraklyon, just within its border with Alfea and close to Red Fountain. This city is a hot spot for tech and engineering. Despite being a bustling city that never sleeps, this is ironically one of the more socially relaxed parts of Eraklyon, and people are a lot more welcoming here than other parts of the country.

Dyamond - This is a spoiler!

Gardenia - Bloom's hometown on earth, now located just outside of New York City because that's the area I'm familiar with and that'll make it a lot easier for me to write for.

OTHER

Alfea - Elite fairy College north of Linphea, near the Solarian border with Eraklyon but on the Solarian side.

Cloud Tower - College for witches just north of Solaria's border in a small country I don't have a name for yet, and to the west of Alfea. One of the few schools for witches across Magix, allegedly where the practice was founded.

Red Fountain - Military academy to the east of Alfea, past the border into Eraklyon.

Lightrock Penitentiary - a highly secure prison on an small island to the north of the main island of Andros

Light Hope Monastery - Home to peaceful monks who tend to the island on which Lightrock Penitentiary is located. Sometimes prisoners with excellent behavior can be granted a sort of parole and allowed to live amongst the monks. It is also kind of like rehab.

Omega Penitentiary - the most brutal prison in all of magix, where the worst magical offenders of all time are kept in crystalline prisons designed by the Great Dragon herself.

I think that's just about everything I've cooked up so far!!

[twstgarden]

✦ ❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋'𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 ❞

match-up bundle commission for @milkkyus

— a purchase of one carnation petal has arrived from our dearest customer. your romantic match has now been determined by the red carnation’s petal.

➻ a romance match-up bundle commission for twisted wonderland. bundle includes the main romantic match, voice lines with the main match and 4 other randomly picked characters, and a dormitory match for twisted wonderland. ➻ commissions are open, you may refer to this info post.

— TWISTED WONDERLAND — 

℘ your romantic match is…

━ 𝙟𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡 𝙫𝙞𝙥𝙚𝙧 ━

➻ the carnation petal has revealed your match, who appears to be the responsible and resourceful vice head of scarabia! his rather calm demeanour and supportive behaviour may suit well for your tastes.

➻ jamil is the type of individual you can warm up to, so you can count on being yourself around him and he would accept you as you are - no need for masks or second personalities.

➻ there is a fair balance between super romantic moments and regular "platonic" ones, almost like he's your soulmate - someone who is your greatest love and your best friend.

➻ he appreciates your gifts. whether it'd be handmade crochet items or annotated books, he'd accept them and treasure them like priceless items.

➻ he can be quite protective, but not to the extent that it harms or inconveniences you. he may be an overthinker at times and a worry wart - especially with kalim - but he has more trust in you and knows you can handle yourself in most cases.

➻ he would not verbally declare his affections like rook but he isn't too withdrawn either. he will remind you of his affection in ways such as cooking your favourite meals, especially after a long day, spending quality time with you, or even through acts of service.

➻ speaking of quality time, he loves spending time with you no matter what the activity may be - walking, gaming, listening to music, having desserts, or even just cuddling. as long as it's with you, then it's worth his time.

➻ overall, you would have a peaceful and heartwarming relationship - the kind where people say "goals" because of how good your chemistry is, in both romance and friendship.

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━ possible matches: ➻ silver (a wonderful and calm partner, might not have friendly banters though) ➻ vil schoenheit (a partner who can provide both support in emotional aspects and growth, will remind you of your worth and help build confidence) ➻ cater diamond (may act like literal besties with a spice of romance on the side)

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℘ your soul belongs in…

❝ pomefiore ❞

➻ the dark mirror has sorted you to pomefiore, the dormitory founded on the unrelenting efforts of the fairest queen. students sorted to this dormitory are creative and generous, and they live by the philosophy that everything has the potential to be better.

➻ your drive to be the best version of yourself may suit you well for pomefiore. you may find like-minded individuals who wish to develop themselves further - better mindset, health, attitudes, and whatnot.

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℘ voice lines

【 jamil viper 】

► card selected: ssr dormitory uniform 寮服

❚❚ || home idle 4

↪ “yun tends to crochet every now and then, especially after our tasks for the day. i have tons of crocheted items in my room and they're all in perfect shape. i appreciate her skills.”

【 riddle rosehearts 】

► card selected: r masquerade dress マスカレードドレス

❚❚ || home tap 6

↪ “yun seems to be enjoying herself. well, there are many things to see and experience when travelling to another city, after all. oh, the masquerade party is also coming up.”

【 ruggie bucchi 】

► card selected: sr port wear ポート・ウェア

❚❚ || home tap 6

↪ “i was talking to jack when we were cleaning the docks and I saw yun walking by with jamil. shishishi, they must have been so indulged in their conversation to realise their afternoon walk brought them to the port of sage's island.”

【 kalim al-asim 】

► card selected: r halloween スケアリー・ドレス

❚❚ || home tap 6

↪ “i saw jamil staring at the desserts by the halloween feast and i thought he wanted some, so I went to grab a plate. it turns out that yun wanted the desserts and jamil was checking on the options. hehe, i think she should try them all, though.”

【 rook hunt 】

► card selected: sr lab wear 実験着

❚❚ || home tap 6

↪ “ah, when i was observing the other students, I spotted mademoiselle sitting on the bench by the apple tree in our courtyard. she was reading a fashion magazine while holding a sketchbook. such a creative lady, don't you think?”

© twstgarden 2024 || please do not steal, translate without my permission, or use this to train a.i.

[auteurdefeu]

Please I want to know more about your Dan/Hunch and Hunch/Fix/Pasha headcanons I’m begging

Oh yes. I have so many.

Hunch makes sure to devote time to each of his partners, he's practically (unofficially) moved out of his apartment considering how much time he spends the night at either of their places (and then of course, late nights at his office working). Whenever he's at the orphanage, though, he's the go-to for kids who can't sleep and want some company. He makes little cloud puppets for all the stories he tells them <3

Pasha and Dan are platonic girlfriends, thank you. Daniel Fucks is genderfluid, and in this essay I will—

Ahem. Anyway. I just think their dynamic could be pretty fun as pleasure and passion but I don't see them having any romantic chemistry. They do "fun nights out" and dance together, and Pasha is definitely the one to tease Dan the most about how he pretends to dislike the Wayward Interests all while playing with them and making them laugh every time he's over.

If we're using humanoid heights... Fix is 8', Hunch is 6', Dan is 5'6" (short king) and Pasha is 5'4". The height differences make me feral.

Hunch and Pasha would have the most modern-trope-y dates with getting coffee together and going on walks through the park. Fix and Pasha rarely have time to go out on dates together given the fact Pasha has a job and they have to take care of the kids, but when they do, it's mostly domestic stay-at-home stuff, like movie nights or baking together (Fix is too big and awkward for using most kitchen utensils so he is there for moral support and taste testing). Fix and Hunch have the "Good Old-Fashion Lover Boy" kind of dates, and yes I mean the Queen song. Hunch and Dan don't go on proper dates, usually drinking together at Sugah's. They are the type to go out and dance and probably make out in the rain, though, because TROPES!

Hunch has a cane because of how perpetually injured he is (and the old-timey detective aesthetic!), but he always forgets to take it out of his office with him, claiming it's inconvenient to carry around. Fix ends up getting him a more fancy refined one as a gift better tailored to his height, leading him to using it more when he actually needs it.

Pasha and Hunch curled up together on Fix's chest for cuddles :( he's so Big !! It's so easy for him to hold/carry them both.

You'd have to ask @turtlelover59 for their headcanons on the petnames Fix & Pasha give but since I have hyperfixated on Hunch (more specifically HunchFucks but shhh..) I can offer what he'd call his partners <3

Him calling Dan Danny will always live in my head rent free. He started calling them "Princess" as a joke based on how demanding they can be and it just became less of a joke over time. In turn, Dan calls him "Angel" (in reference to waking up and thinking they were in heaven with him) and "My Phoenix" (in reference to his fast healing and supposed immortality). "My dear" and "sweetheart" are classics for Pasha, sweet and simple. I feel like they have such an innocent kind of love, like the Hallmark movies :( as for The Fix... I want Fix to have a more personal name, rather than just 'the fix' because it feels more like a title, his job occupation. That is something I will get into in another post if people are interested but Hunch calls him by the name he chooses for himself to distance himself from his Previous Work™️.

I do not have the time or energy to write more fanfiction but I am hoping that spreading the brainrot might inspire people... :,)

[poetfilm]

headcanons for amy and laurie but these got long so it's going under the cut. personals and non-mutuals, please leave me and my posts alone.

both of them:

they share most things, including but not limited to clothes, perfume, shampoo and soap, skincare products, and the last brain cell. one can only imagine how much more annoying jo's life gets when they start dating. they often show up to wherever jo is at the most inconvenient times without announcing themselves first and proceed to go on two separate infodumping tangents.

diverging from canon: they didn't get married as quickly as they did in the book/movies. (just in modern/main verse because i think it's way less plausible.) technically became "official" when they were in paris (would have been a little while after beth passed away), but they moved in together pretty soon after returning home to concord.

eventually married during a little impromptu vegas trip (which mostly occurred because they were bored one day, so they just bought plane tickets). they didn't tell anyone till they got back (safe to assume everyone was a little bit annoyed by this) but they had a nice little ceremony later on with jo as best man, meg as maid of honor, daisy as flower girl, demi as ring bearer, and john as a secondary groomsman / backup best man because they didn't want him to be left out.

amy:

reacts very dramatically whenever someone (usually jo, sometimes laurie when he's being a little shit) uses foul language.

doesn't really drink alcohol unless there's a ton of sugar in it. basically only likes spiked juice. extremely lightweight, will fall asleep after 1.5 beverages.

likes to embroider or decorate most of her clothes. almost everything she wears regularly has some little flowers, sequins, or fabric paint. also knits and crochets, mostly accessories. sometimes sweaters, but she's not quite as skilled at bigger projects.

kind of dabbles in every medium. loves to make things from clay and paper, but most skilled in drawing and painting. everyone gets a custom scrapbook for christmas and a painting or sculpture for their birthday.

her childhood home is quite literally covered in her artwork. it starts off relatively small scale, but as you get further into the house, there's just more and more of them. complete chaos. her side of the bedroom (she shares with beth) just looks like a craft store exploded.

loves to greet people with a kiss on both cheeks ("like the french and italians" she claims). gets very upset if people don't give her a cheek kiss in return and acts like they've scorned her terribly.

laurie:

even more of an attention-seeking drama queen than amy. it's so serious.

"he should have been at the club." well, actually he was at the club and he dances like a peanuts character.

didn't know how to use a can opener until he was like 15.

steals flowers from other people's gardens.

he's renamed every single one of the march family cats. it's never a good name but he thinks they're all really clever. please don't ask what the names are because there were at least 5 when he got here and they keep multiplying.

a lot of his clothes are embroidered too because sometimes amy gets bored and needs a project and there's no point in trying to stop her.

had long hair for a bit during his teen years, around the same time when jo first cut their hair short, claims that he was "compensating for the tragic loss". everyone told him how much they hated it pretty regularly, especially his grandpa.

[silvermahogany]

Bro I need to know more about Iolys every scrap of information you post about that freak haunts me /pos

UEHEHEH

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECIEVE

Jeremy and Jessie dont read this im about to spoil literally everything

Ouuugh Iolys,,, my pookie bear.. my specialest princess... my poor tortured boy......

A tempest cleric of Tiamat currently at level 7 in the campaign im playing him in, he specialises in spells surrounding thunder and lightning as well as utility and healing. He fights long range and sucks at close combat, though he does carry a shortsword and has means to skitter away if enemies get too close.

Ive fucked about with his tiefling traits a lot and cat coded him to the EXTREME. His legs are slightly feline, though his feet arent entirely pawlike theyre definitely not. Normal. And he has small spikes all over his body. His skin is similar to a shark's being smooth when brushed one direction but brush and even a little sharp when brushed the wrong way. His teeth are pointed so sharp that he finds them to be inconvenient, hes always catching on his lips and tongue and struggles to eat small grain foods or anything that requires molars. He has to focus extra hard whenever he eats anything to not chew the inside of his cheek to shreds. He also gets regular neck pain from how heavy his horns are, they nearly double the weight of his head.

He sleeps as curled up as far as human anatomy will allow with his tail fully wrapped around, unless hes sleeping nect to something/someone he cares about. Then his tail will wander and wrap itself around them in his sleep, holding onto them tight as if scared theyll disappear in the night. Despite his practiced disinterested autism stare, his tail will often give away his true feelings, lashing when hes angry and thumping happily on the ground when praised.

Hes an avid collector of gemstones and shiny stones, always carrying a bag of precious gems on his travels. Some of them are used for his tithing ritual, the prayer to Tiamat performed each night where the worshipper must bury a gem and pray for the dragon queen's power, but many he just keeps because he likes them. Close companions will often find gems of their favourite colours at the bottom of their bags... though he doesnt admit to knowing where they came from.

His personality is somewhat contradictory. The cult taught him to be sharp and cruel to outsiders, to not allow others to get too close lest they distract him from his objectives. Upon first meetings, he will be snarky and dismissive, but he doesnt have it in him to be truly mean to most. If you stick with him for a week or two and not let his cutting words drive you away, he softens remarkably quick, still retaining his sarcasm but behaving much more like a gentle housecat than a pointy stray. Hes remarkably quick to trust, desperate for human connection, and will do borderline anything for the people he cares about.

He doesnt know how to show affection in normal ways, having spend his whole life worshipping some god or another, and so worship is how he cares for people. He'll buy them gifts, offer them gold and gemstones and protect them with his life. He'll often side with his loved ones even if theyre blatantly in the wrong, and will hype up theyre passions in an attempt to make them feel good about themselves. He seems shellshocked whenever recieving gifts in return, and will treasure anything his friends give to him.

hrm,, ok backstory time strap in

Iolys was born to a human mother and tiefling father, third generation of the tiefling curse in his bloodline. However at a few months old, he and his parents were attacked by bandits while travelling and both of his birth parents were killed.

He was found soon after by a hunting patrol of the nearby clan of golden dragonborn, the Dordeldrons. They were a small village of Bahamut followers, a few hundred in numbers, living nearby in a forest clearing, and they took pity on the crying infant. They gave his parents burials, and returned with him to their home.

Not long before this time, one of the Dordeldron women had recently suffered a miscarriage, and fell immediately in love with the orphaned tiefling child that the clan was struggling to figure out what to do with. Her name was Lorxious, and she happily volunteered to raise him as her own. As he was born female, Lorxious gave him a feminine name in her native tongue of draconic meaning 'survivor', however as he would ask later in childhood if he could be a boy instead, she happily agreed to give him a new name. One that surely encompassed all he had been through, one with deep meaning that people would admire-

"Can it be dragon themed?"

... and so in reference the higher fallen dragon deity Io Asgaroth, she renamed him Iolys.

He grew into a strong and curious child, given all the love and care one could need. Lorxious taught him draconic so that he would better fit in with the rest of the clan, whilst teaching herself infernal to teach to him in turn so that he would feel better connected to his tiefling roots. She taught him to sew basic stitches, to cook simple foods, and to care for the livestock that the village maintained. he grew a strong love for the animals, sitting for hours with the highland cows brushing their fur and plaiting small braids into their hair claiming he 'wanted them to see better'. Not all of the clan were eager to accept an outsider into their ranks, especially not one of infernal lineage, but Lorxious stood her ground. She would swiftly shut down any comments thrown his way and put pressure on the clan's educators to intercept any bullying the second it arose. Despite a rocky start, Lorxious' efforts saw that Iolys grew to be accepted by the clan, and before he even reached double digits most would see him as one of Dordeldron's own.

Very quickly, he began to take in interest in the clan's worship of Bahamut. He would beg Lorxious to take him to the sermons held in their modest church, listening with an intent that caught the attention of even the clan's priest. This interest in Bahamut would soon extend to other gods of all kinds, the library becoming his new favourite place as he researched all matters of deities. From the few known overdeities to the lesser known demigods, he would spend hours upon hours reading of their histories, their powers, conflicts with other gods, their rituals and convents. He took particular interest in ancient gods, those who had long fallen leaving scraps of their past glory to be uncovered. But above them all, he put his full faith in Bahamut.

He became one of the most eager worshippers of the platinum king in the clan, near obsessively learning his doctrine and history down to each word of every hymn. He would proudly announce to Lorxious his desire to become a priest, and travel spreading Bahamut's word of peace and justice, which she happily encouraged. As a young teenager, the clan priest Calrur offered for him to become his apprentice, which he was overjoyed to accept.

But along with his pure enthusiasm for Bahamut and admiration for other deities, Io's curiosity didn't stop at gods of the good alignment. All through his life he heard cautionary tales being sung of Bahamut's sister and enemy Tiamat, and how everybody seemed to speak of her with fear and distaste. Surely she couldn't stand up to Bahamut, could she? He who resided on the great Mount Celestia, king of justice who spread order and peace amongst man. He was surely unbeatable.

As time went on, so did his questions multiply. He focused his research deeper into the cult of the dragon, learning the workings of Tiamat's convent and how they terrorised good people wherever they lurked in the shadows. With his newfound apprenticeship he was allowed access to the church's archives, and he greatly took advantage of this to read every scrap of literature on the dragon gods he could find.

The archives were limited, but contained many ancient tomes that Calrur warned him told of rituals that must never be cast. But his fascination overrode reason.

One tome in particular caught his interest and for weeks he could think of nothing else. It was old and battered, containing more ripped and ruined pages than intact ones, and little could be made out from its faded text. He spent hours upon hours studying it, restoring whatever pages he could and memorising each arcane rune it showed. One page depicted a summoning circle that listed no origin and no result. it simply showed the symbols to replicate and listed the required components. And Iolys' curiosity overpowered reason.

Freshly turned 14, he took the tome from the archive behind Calrur's back, and returned to the church later that night with everything the ritual needed. He offered a prayer to Bahamut for protection, having full faith that if anything happened his beloved god would protect him from any harm. He drew out the arcane symbols onto the smooth stone floor in pure white chalk, poured a small bottle of acid into the center, and finally nicked his finger with one claw to imprint a single drop of infernal blood.

It happened too fast for his memory to retain.

He remembered dark green eyes and a threatening hiss, followed by searing agony striking across his face. He was blinded by his own blood as claws dug deep into his torso and launched him off the ground, followed by a shattering crack as the green dragon avatar burst through the roof of the church and dropped him to the ground. Something crunched in his abdomen from the impact and he couldn't move. Couldn't speak. Couldn't see. He lay there on the gravel as sounds of calamity ravaged around him, screams of terror and the sickening squelch of his clanmates being slaughtered. He heard the metal of the clan's defenders striking the beasts's hide, and the head guard barking orders whilst herding people to safety.

He didn't know how long he lay there. What had gone wrong? Wasn't Bahamut supposed to prevent things like this happening? He had asked him to be there if something happened, had he ignored him? Had he wanted to punish him for something? Had he not been a good enough devotee? Where was the justice in letting this happen?

He felt a rough hand grab him by the back of the shirt and drag him over the ground, a loud voice ringing in his ears and piercing through his trance. Traitor. Defector. Execution. Justice.

He heard the swing of an axe and heavy approaching footsteps through the echoing cries of distress of the crowd. The hand returned to force him to sit up, and suddenly he couldn't hear anything over the sound of his own breath.

Then a cry to stop. A gut wrenching crunch. And the splatter of someone elses blood mingling with his own.

He clawed at his eyes to try and clear the blood, and years later he still wishes he hadn't. Lorxious, his mother. She was clutching the shoulder where her left arm used to be, the sudden crowd forming around her the last think he saw before his vision was once again filled with red.

Another hand taking him by the arm.

The feeling of the gravel ground turning to grass, and then the jagged forest floor. A voice telling him to "Go. Now." His legs were moving without him telling them to, the sounds of calamity fading out behind him. He could have walked for minutes or hours, but it made no difference to him. His head pounding and senses swimming from the bloodloss, he felt himself fall to the ground.

Gonna have to start sectioning this up good lord

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He awoke to a cold touch to his head, and a comfortable warmth bloomed over the splintering pain in his face and abdomen. Metal hands wiped at his eyes, and he looked up to be met with an older drow woman in full black armour.

"You are alive? Good.

You tell me of this dragon attack, and i'll bring you with me for proper medical attention. Yes?"

He gave her a small nod, the warmth fading into a dull ache. Under the gaze of this woman, her head haloed in the dawn light as she extended to him a hand, he felt small. He wanted to go home, god he wanted to. But that wasn't an option now. He had nowhere else to go.

He took her hand.

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She introduced herself as Ornyryn, and brought him to a small base in a dimly lit building in a town he had never seen before. Had this always been so close to home? Cloaked figures stared at him from the shadows, and he clung tighter to Ornyryn's cape.

She waved a hand, and a cleric was by their side. Iolys jumped back at the healer's dragon mask, but Ornyryn soothed him, allowing him to cling to her arm as healing spells were cast and clean bandages were wrapped around the worst of his wounds.

"Not to worry child, you're in a place of worship.

Our deity is very different to the one youre used to, but i'm sure youll come to love her just the same. Your god abandoned you, did he not? Denied you protection, ignored your cries, allowed your village of such devout worshippers to be ravaged. Why, if i hadnt found you you would have died there, rejected by your home and your lord alike. But not to worry sweet boy, youre safe here. Queen Tiamat welcomes you."

Despite his initial panic at the admission, he had no way of leaving in such a state, and Ornyryn's doting quickly calmed his nerves. He told her everything that had happened as promised, and her face twisted in faux sympathy that his shattered mind could only process to be genuine.

She had been his salvation. He trusted her.

She promised him the dragon avatar would be slain and justice would be had.

He felt sick.

it wasn't long until the cult began to prey upon his vunerability in the time he spent with them. They showered him with assurances and promises of safety, of belonging, of a home to return to. He was carefully and meticulously indoctrinated, the spite of his exile ripped from his brain and twisted against him. Ornyryn was right, Bahamut had lied to him. What point was there in dedicating your life to a god only for them to turn their back on you in your time of greatest need? As immoral as Tiamat was, at least she was upfront about the price of her power.

He stayed with the cult until he had healed. And then accompanied them to the next city over. And then followed Ornyryn to the cult's main base in Waterdeep. She taught him Tiamat's doctrine and had him study spellcasting, strict and demanding. But when she praised him for his successes, he felt like the hardship was worth it.

One day, he called her Mother on accident. And she allowed it.

He would come to learn of her position as the blue wyrmspeaker of Tiamat, the second highest authority to the cult second only to the red wyrmspeaker and the dragon queen herself. He should have been scared, but he only felt pride. Pride that she had chosen him.

Years of Ornyryn's careful manipulation and teachings of the arcane morphed him into the most devout of Tiamat cultists with an evergrowing grasp on the harnessing of magical power. He had a family again, people who cared for him. Didnt they? He certainly believed so, and despite the gnawing guilt that plagued his mind day after day and the nights he would choke back tears at the uncertainty of his mother's fate, he was well and truly enwebbed in the cult's grasp.

He would lie, cheat and steal for Tiamat's benefit, devoting himself to her worship and fully dedicating himself to he cause. The cult accepted him despite the dire mistake he had made, and he swore to himself he would repay Ornyryn's kindness at any cost.

The night he turned seventeen, Ornyryn sat him down and ran her claws through his hair with a whisper of a spell under her breath. He watched in awe as dark blue streaks were left where her hand had passed, shining in the dim light.

"You've proven yourself capable, child. You're one of us now, one of my own. Let this spell be a reminder to you, that when you see your reflection you will always know where you belong."

The addition of 'and who you belong to' went unspoken.

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i think thats uhhhhh all the main backstory stuff. Hrmm miscellaneous information now methinks.

Since the aftermath of the attack, Io has a deeply rooted fear of large dragons. Greatly ironic considering his whole life has revolved around them since he could remember, but every time one of Tiamat's wyrms passed him in the cult base he would be struck with the reminder of the sensation of having the flesh ripped from his face in their claws. Turning rituals were the worst of it, when he would be ordered to participate in a mass ritual to poison the mind of a captured dragon to Tiamat's will.

He spends the whole time fighting to keep his hands and voice steady, at war with his brain against the urge to turn and run for his life, but the thought of Ornyryn's disappointment keeps him rooted in place. He'll find a private spot to collapse in immediately after, breaking down and sobbing out the panic until hes able to compose himself and go back to pretending nothing was wrong.

Hes kept his special interest in ancient religion all the way from his childhood and will often beeline to libraries in every new settlement the party arrives in. He carries a bunch round with him at all times, and keeps a journal containing writings of his recearch topics, his personal thoughts, notes on quests and anything he wished to report back to Ornyryn with.

After fourteen years of dealing with him, Ornyryn is SICK of him. Shes sick of his kicked puppy eyes and the way he follows her around like a sad little stray kitten. She keeps him around because of his genuine devotion to the cult, believing him to still be somewhat useful, but is secretly waiting for him to slip up. For any excuse to either kick him out or kill him on the spot, and right now in the campaign hes on slightly thin ice...

He doesnt start transitioning until after being indoctrinated into the cult of the dragon, they oversee all his medical affairs. Eventually they offered to give him his top surgery or whatever the medieval fantasy equivalent and he of course enthusiastically agrees, only for Ornyryn to have the surgeon carve the scars left behind into the style of dragon wings as a way of branding him. A permanent reminder of his devotion to the dark queen etched into his flesh and for years he LOVES it. Its proof that he belongs, proof that they see him as one of them. Dont think he'll be such a big fan if he ends up defecting but however the campaign goes will decide that <3

Currently in the campaign, he has grown close enough with two of the party members to consider them close friends. Leaf, a qood elf bard and Arcrath, a dragonborn paladin of bahamut. Io and Arcrath have clashed for months on end for obvious reasons, starting out as enemies when me and my friend were playing them in spread out oneshots before using them in a proper campaign, but over the year and a bit we've been playing them theyve grown from enemies into pretty solid friends. Though they did just come out of a divorce arc we dont talk about that- they care deeply about each other. and maybe a little something more is brewing wink wink

One original member of the party was killed (friend couldnt play any more) but two more have recently joined, a sweet little goblin ruid of spores named Floof and in the most recent session, another tiefling, a warlock known as King. They had somewhat of a bitch-off when they met heghegdhe, kinda like a catfight in the street. But theyre begrudgingly now working together.

hgng. i think thats all the main stuff??? but i have loads of extra info and will very happily answer any questions thank you so much for beinig interested in him hes my scrunkly wunkly doomed miserable boy im slamming him into the wall im chewing on him. my sad autism riddled creature im so so proud of him mwwwah

tee hee giggle

his themesong

and his full playlist if you want

[bohemian-nights]

Sorry if I derailed your post about Nettles I tend to be in a minority opinion about every possible ship-I’ve never even seen my personal take on Alyssmond. I do think that Daemon is fascinated by Nettles and is infatuated with her I just don’t think that he’s capable of loving her or anyone really. Maybe Viserys or Laena in the book. I realize that many people think Daemon is hot stuff but I just don’t get the appeal

No, you didn't derail since it was on topic. Yeah, I get having a problem with the ships of HOTD or not exactly shipping them completely. As far as Nettles and Daemon go I wouldn’t say that your opinion is a minority opinion. Most people in the fandom don’t believe that Daemon actually loved her.

They think he either used her for a good time, he groomed her, or she is somehow his child(adopted or biological which is weird because fathers don’t bathe with their grown daughters, but this fandom is weird and moronic at best). So the opinion that Daemon loves and legitimately cares for Nettles with no ulterior motive is actually the minority opinion.

The general consensus before the show was that he loved Laena the most out of all of his wives(her death scene is very touching in the book).

However, after they partially race-bent Laena, the people behind HOTD proceeded to crap all over her character and her importance to Daemon which gave Daemyra stans(who were also next to nonexistent before the show) the go-ahead to say Rhaenyra was the love of Daemons life despite choke gate and the lack of supporting evidence from the book🙃

Now as far as the Daemon being incapable of loving anyone besides Viserys and Laena in the books(and I guess because he never physically assaulted her she’s still technically his most beloved wife in the show) this is where I disagree with the majority of the fandom.

Daemon did love Nettles. I say this because when push came to shove and he would have defended her life at the expense of his own:

Daemon did not have to save her seeing how the orders in Rhaenyra’s letter only pertained to Nettles.

He could’ve easily told Maester Norren to call in the goons and do with Nettles as they wished. She’s a poor penniless girl. Her head is wanted by the queen, his wife. No one is going to miss her, and you said it yourself, Daemon is not a benevolent guy.

He has ordered the murder of a literal child who was his great-nephew. He murdered his second wife’s uncle in the books despite his love for her.

He could’ve abandoned Nettles the moment she became an inconvenience, but he chose to draw his sword and possibly facedown all of Lord Moonton’s men rather than abandon her to the wolves.

Of course you can counter and say that “well Nettles wouldn’t be in this situation if Daemon hadn’t slept with her in the first place so of course he spared her,” but a. You would be taking away her own agency(because despite what this fandom says according to GRRM she’s a grown woman) and b. Once again Daemon would not just save someone at the expense of his own life when he gain’s absolutely nothing from it.

Lastly, even the people at Maidenpool(Lord Moonton’s brother) make note of how much Daemon cares about her:

Not to mention Caraxes, who shares an emotional bond with Daemon, screams, when Nettles departs from him:

So going against fandom consensus, based on all the evidence, I do believe that Daemon genuinely loved Nettles. For that reason, while yes Nettles could do better, she is with a man who loves her to the point where he would lay down his life so that she can live.

I do have my theories on why people(not necessarily you because you yourself said that you have unpopular opinions on multiple ships) are so reluctant to admit that Daemon loved Nettles, but at this point, I feel like I’m repeating myself.

I’ll just end this by saying that it’s due to the fact that Daemon leaves their (white) Valyrian queen for a “lowly” Black woman. Aka misogynoir(anti-Black racism + sexism directed at Black women) once again rearing its ugly head.

I'd really like to say it's more complex than that, but this is the same fandom where you have people throwing a fit over Nettles being in the show:

Upset that she's being aged up because they wanted to see her being raped and groomed:

Upset that she's wearing a dress(if the woman in the blurry photo is her):

People are already calling her ugly even though we can barely see her face:

And even upset that people like Nettles in the first place:

This treatment happens a lot in fandoms when there are Black women involved with a male fave or even when she deigns to exists and be an actual character. By a lot, I mean every single time., Most recently with The Bear, but also with other media like Marvel, Sleepy Hollow, and Star Trek.

Stitches blog is a goldmine on fandom misogynoir so I’d highly suggest everyone check it out.

With Black women characters it’s always “They could do better” or “They don't need a romantic arc” if they can’t use the first excuse.

When you say these statements you are venturing into putting Black women back into a very narrow box of characterization that limits her because in shows, movies, books, etc. Black women traditionally are rarely positioned as the love interest. Not to mention how often times these statements are made by the very same people who ship white couples with the same dynamics as the ship with a Black woman

Case in point, I had someone get mad at me for shipping Shuri and Namor(from Black Panther), not because Namor kills Shuri’s mother Queen Ramonda, but because Namor, who is 500 years old and basically immortal, is “too old” for Shuri who is only in her early 20s:

They said this to me even though they shipped TenRose, a Doctor Who ship where the 10th Doctor is 900(sorta immortal) to Roses 19 🙃:

Are Daemon and Nettles perfect? No, but it's a nice change to see a Black woman in media being cared for which is why I find it irritating when people try to deny Nettles a full story arc and instead want to make her into Rhaenyra’s sidekick/sexless pet.

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⚠️ SPOILERS FOR MURDER DRONES EP. 8 INBOUND ⚠️

Okay so I was locked out of my account until like a while ago ago and I haven't posted any of my thoughts on ep. 8. Let me be abundantly clear: I liked this episode. I liked it a lot. I was prepared to watch the entire cast die in terrible ways, for no one to make it out and to watch that screen go black with only a monotonous giggle to spare as we watched the universe as we know it return to square one. Yes, most of the cast still died horribly, but at least it wasn't permanent (unless you're Doll - I'm so sorry queen I love you I miss you). That said, there are aspects OF the episode that left me... desiring more. I hesitate to say disappointed, as Liam seems to have told the story he wanted to tell and for that I am proud of him, but... I have thoughts, as most of us do.

Let me start with some positives - what I liked and why I liked it.

Pros:

- Nori and Uzi did finally get to have that talk. Now I'll go more into this later, as I do wish there could have been more, but for the most part, I'm happy it happened at all.

- SPACESHIP PILOT. And not just because it was cute and adorable and oh my God I love him, but because it was a callback to a detail in the SECOND EPISODE that was not left behind. Liam set that up all that time back, and it was so very satisfying to see it become relevant. Gold star, Mr. Vickers! :D

- NUZI canon. Do I even have to elaborate? (Your honor, these stupid robots mean EVERYTHING TO ME-)

- V's return. HOLD YOUR FIRE, HOLD YOUR FIRE; LISTEN. I know what I said - I know I said I hoped her sacrifice was permanent. For a little while, I really did. I genuinely saw it as a fitting end to her character; to say the things she could never quite get out in words in one deafeningly loud action. And I still would have, if it remained permanent. But you know what else I see as extremely accurate and fitting to her character? Being able to make a plan in a desperate situation, but not having the certainty to know if it will work. Then, having the heart to send everyone else to what she genuinely thought was some kind of safety in the case that whatever plan she had made fell through. It wasn't that Liam wanted to retcon that part of her character - he was trying to elaborate on it. The point of it was, V loved N. And she was starting to love Uzi - even if she'd never say it. And she was still willing to do anything to keep them safe, even if it POTENTIALLY meant sacrificing herself. That part didn't change.

- I'm jumping ahead a little here, but it was too perfect of a segway into my next point - V's confession. I knew, I KNEW this girly was just scared of what could happen to them. I didn't understand her until ep. 6, but once I did, it clicked immediately. I'm sure we all realized that V knew more than she was letting on, but I knew that there was more to it. I knew she knew there would be consequences if N ever found out, I KNEW it. To hear her finally confess all of that... it's gratifying.

- The Entire Hallway Callback Ping Scene. The whole fucking thing. I sometimes pull up the episode JUST to see that scene. I can't exactly put into words WHAT IT IS I like about it, but I just. What I can say is (and this is gonna feel really weird to say) that I love how we get to see that Uzi's actions in ep. 5 aren't just a convenient plot thing - he is actively uncovering memories. Now in the hallway scene they were uncovered in a Very Inconvenient Way, but I love to see that this is canonically a thing that is happening and will likely continue to happen. It leaves a lot to the imagination (post-canon wise) and I respect it. And just, to see Uzi going for him as they both sat there in their own personal hells - I've said it before that they need each other, and I FUCKING MEANT IT. And if anyone attempts to say codependent because I've heard that before - it's not that, it's just that they're actually??? There??? For each other??? Like y'all, Uzi had NO ONE (except for maybe Thad, maybe) before she had N. Was it self inflicted? Yes and no - we can very clearly see that Uzi WANTED to talk to people, she WANTED to Not Be Alone, but it just,,, it didn't work because of who she was. And she kinda learned that "Well if people don't want me, then fine - I'll go it alone." and then built up those walls she had for so very long. And N???? Do I even need to say anything here???? J hated his ass for undisclosed reasons (I'll get to that later) and V Literally Couldn't Get Close To Him or she risked him getting changed - or worse. They were both alone until they weren't anymore, and they learned that despite prior hardships, at least this person is safe.

I think as far as SPECIFIC SCENES/INSTANCES go, that's it. But let me say, I also loved the comedy of this episode. I've heard some people say it was majorly overdone and some of the lighter scenes should have been left out (for at least one of them I agree but I'll get to that in cons), but I also maintain that if the comedy was removed from this episode it would have been. Well, it would have been /not/ Murder Drones. Liam had always made his eldrige horrors with jokes. Look at Internecion Cube, look at CliffSide - it's everywhere. It's Liam's style, and quite frankly, I'm thankful for it - without said style things likely could have been very, /very/ dark. I understand that's what some people wanted, but like,,, the show itself is already EXTREMELY dark, if you think about it. The comedy just helps it to feel digestible - and again, quite frankly, I'm thankful.

Alright, alright, here we go:

CONS:

- Nori and Uzi had a talk, for that I am incredibly grateful. But you know who else should have gotten a talk? Khan and Nori. And hang on, I'm not just bitching here - Khan has been very plain and straightforward about his distaste for Disassembly Drones/The Absolute Solver (even though he didn't know it by name) for what they did to Nori since literally episode 1. To pass off their reunion as a spoof was... disappointing. Now I won't say /much/, how they both reacted seems incredibly valid for their character, but like... I'm also pretty damn sure that Khan would have remembered Nori's voice? Like yeah he thought about it for a minute but like... I dunno. I can't speak much on his character anyway since we didn't get to see a lot of it. I have my opinions on Khan (and they have shifted since my last post about him, if slightly), but I still think he deserved to have that catch-up with his wife and I will be rectifying this "error" in fanfiction.

- J. And I don't mean her character (which I'm a little pissed at but I'll talk about that some other time), I mean a little something more. One has to make /a lot/ of assumptions about J to assume you have her character correct, and I'm sad for that. Have I made the assumptions, yes, and even with those in place, I'm still,,, perturbed for her. We got a little glimpse of who she is while she fought with V, but like... there could have been so much more there, and I wish there was.

- I'm not gonna say too much about open plot holes - we ALL KNOW there are plot holes. For example, HOW IN THE FUCK DID THEY PIECE THE PLANET BACK TOGETHER AFTER IT LITERALLY EXPLODED. There are also people who are still irked about the whole "consume oil to prevent overheating" thing, which I get, but like he DID say himself that he had largely dropped that in terms of plot importance. I choose to believe it's still very much a thing (I think the images in the credits prove that as often when N and Uzi are there together like in the movie watching scene or the card game scene there is a deceased worker nearby), but still. Yk.

- N and Uzi never "talked later." I want that goddammit and I'm going to write a fanfic about it later, don't you worry.

- J and V's whole thing. I really, REALLY wish more had been said about that - but alas, it was not. It looks to me like V and J knew about it together. J doesn't give a damn about N (never has, canonically anyway) and V was keeping it from him to protect him, but if they knew what was going on, I wish that would have been more apparent earlier in the series. However, I can understand why it wasn't - J was absent in the series from ep. 2- the end of ep. 5, and when she did have shared screen time with V in the pilot the show had a very different direction. So I'm not MAD about this lack of elaboration (and quote frankly it has fueled a whole fuckton of headcanons for me), but still - I wish we saw more.

I think that's it as far as specifics go. Let me address the elephant in the room - "Myrah, you're not mad about the way they defeated the Solver via a gag/the power of friendship?" And quite frankly, the answer is no. Why? Well I'll yell ya:

1) We already knew that the only way to permakill a drone (or otherwise any creature) affiliated with the Solver is to destroy it's heart. Leaving them exposed to heat will make them sluggish (so long as it's not accompanied by UV rays), and destroying them any other way results in that black hole [NULL] that we're familiar with via episode 2. Uzi destroyed the heart WITH UV rays (just like Nori told her to), and then when the [NULL] appeared, "Cyn" struggled with her and kept trying to pull her hand towards her mouth. There's a shot that shows us Uzi's visor shortly after "Cyn" pulls her hand in which her expression turns from fear to realization as it hits her that "Cyn" is trying to EAT the [NULL]. Figuring there must be a reason for this, she does it herself - which does the job. With major consequences (I'll get into that post credits scene in a minute), but regardless, "Cyn" is defeated.

2) Hey yeah remember how Doll insisted on doing everything alone and she was the one dead? I'm pretty sure this was Liam literally showing us that you cannot defeat the Solver on your own. That's like the main difference between Doll and Uzi anyway - one insisted on doing it herself (with good reason, I'm not judging Doll for trying to fix things alone) and the other allowed people to help her. People that, by the way, were also heavily affiliated with the Solver. Basically, it would be different if this ending had occurred with three random Worker Drones rather than three drones who are tied to the Solver - because it went the way it did, the Solver was essentially defeated by its own creations who were tired of its bullshit and now knew the full extent of what it had done and what it had forced them to do, which I find Fucking Awesome (also I just love the Dapper Trio, sue me).

Emotional connections and emotions in general are so important in terms of overcoming the effect the Solver has on a drone's consciousness/body. This isn't news because we SAW IT, PLAIN AND SIMPLE, in both episodes 4 AND 5. Of course I'm not upset they used preestablished rules to end the series - quite frankly, I would have been mad if they pulled out some magical mystery cure "here's the solution to the exact thing you're supposed to do" bullshit.

In short, no, I'm not upset with the finale of Murder Drones. I really loved the episode, despite its flaws and shortcomings. And if you disagree, well then how about you bite me.