#rebellion verse

[live-laugh-ukotoa]

i've hit writers block so methinks I'm gonna write something about castercy in the rebellion verse. or maybe about how Nico brought Castor back to life. or maybe- (i'm just gonna write a collection of side-stories/stories that aren't in the actual fic lol)

[hvbris]

“What is it you would have me do?” Coriolanus & Lucy Gray . rebellion verse → with @multipleoccupancy

[multipleoccupancy]

Covey didn't belong to one place, not to one District. He remembered that about her but she had been stuck in Twelve just like him. However, he was sure where he belonged and it wasn't in the mud or under the boot of anyone else. His heart still sank, she couldn't live in the Capitol as it was, he had to rebuild his reputation, the Snow name, everything again and it would be a hard fight without help. His crossroads moment was not all that far ahead of him where he had to work out who's help he would accept.

She wanted to know his idea, what it is he thought he could do and what it is he would do for her. Coriolanus wanted both Lucy Grey and to live in the Capitol where he could regain power but the two clashed, an incompatible pairing. He placed a hand softly on the arm of her chair, not touching her but so close to hers that it was near invitation or pleading that she might close the gap herself while he looked her in the eye.

"I need to be in the Capitol, I need to climb. It is something I feel as if I will never stop until I get there, an insatiable hunger. I also can't imagine a life where you are not by my side." Climbing with him, right along side him, the Covey girl and the Snow heir. It sounded like a pre-war storybook. "I can't put you both in the same place, you can't go to the Capitol and I can't and won't change you to go there."

His voiced thoughts were him coming to his own conclusion, a verbal pathway to a significant turning point in Panem's future. "So I'll have to change the Capitol."

𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐒 & 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 @multipleoccupancy

Coriolanus was stuck between two worlds, but if he wanted both, then he might just get neither. Lucy Gray watched as he crouched next to her, his knees on the old wooden floor. Proud, beautiful Coriolanus from the Capitol, on his knees next to her. The boy with the rose. The boy who had shot her in the woods.

She was torn between two worlds too. What her heart wanted, and what her head was telling her. Love and hate. Yearning and fear.

These past weeks without him had felt hard too. Weren’t they supposed to be written in the stars? But the scar on her flank had not even healed. Would her broken heart ever do? How embarrassing to admit, even to herself, that she had missed him. How embarrassing to admit that if no flowers were waiting for her one day, she would regret it so.

Her eyelashes fluttered as he spoke, but then, her eyes widened. What did she want? “I can’t live in the Capitol, you said it yourself,” she reminded him defensively, taken aback by the question. “I’m a Covey, I don’t even belong in 12, let alone in the Capitol.”

“You’re thinkin’ about something,” she said, eyebrows knitted together. Maybe she knew him better now. Coriolanus Snow didn’t have many secrets left to hide from her. “How would you bring me to the Capitol? Tell me your idea, and then maybe I’ll tell you what I want.” If she even knew it herself.

[metalphoenix]

Hobie Brown had a plan from the beginning

So a little while ago I saw a post that said that Hobie's biggest weakness was that he quit the Spider Society when he did (I can't find that post so I won't link it). I don't really agree with this.

The thing about Hobie Brown is that he knows the value of community. Obviously, we don't get much back round about his personal life in the movie so I'm going to go off of the Spider Punk mini series.

I'm this run Hobie is homeless. He lives out of a van and a community center in Brooklyn (he's originally a New Yorker) but he's not alone. He lives and/or works with a bunch of friends: Captain Anarchy (Karl Morningdew, E-138's Captain America and a gay native american man), Riothart (Riri Williams, E-138's Ironheart), Mz Marvel (Kamala Khan), Hulk (Robbie Banner), Daredevil (Mattea Murdock, in E-138 she is a blind punk drummer in Philadelphia) and other unnamed characters. So even though they switched up his backstory in the film I still belive that he's not alone in his home universe. Punk culture, anarchy and communism are all about building community and helping others.

Honestly I think thats why he's part of the Spider Society in the first place because he obviously does not agree with anything their doing. He's there because he knows they will recruit vulnerable teenagers who don't have the support that he does. Thats why he takes Gwen and Pavitr under his wings I think (to make it clear Hobie is also a teenager that needs support he's just uniquely positioned to give it in this situation because of his background but he is still very much a teenager.) He also knows that sometimes the best way to take down the system is from inside of it. He's gonna play along till he can take them down.

I think it makes perfect sense that he "quit" when he did. At this point Miles knows Spider Society is really fucked up, he knows his dad is gonna die in two days and he's made it clear that he will not go quietly. Hobie knows all of this and trust Miles to have everything handled. I think that he also knows that when Miles escapes Gwen is going to be disillusioned by the Spider Society and get sent back to E-65.

So he trusts both Miles and Gwen to be able to handle themselves for the moment, but because he knows the value of community when organizing he also knows that they can't do it alone. So he quits (like he always knew he was going to). He knows that the best use of his time and skills right now is to make sure they have everything they need to oppose Spot and Miguel when the time comes. We all know he made at least two watches (he had to have made one for himself as well) but I think that he was also recruiting the rest of the band at the same time.

The only other main spider besides Gwen that we see in the chase scene is Peter. We see Penni that one time during the confrontation scene but not again. I think that he was finding Pavitr, Peni, Noir, and Ham. I think he knew that Gwen would probably go to Peter first. He probably knew when she activated the watch he gave her and brought everyone else to regroup.

But Margo was also in that final shot and Hobie would not have had enough time to recruit her between Gwen being sent back and the final shot. I think they have been working together behind the scenes this whole time. When Miles sends himself back, sure at first she didn't know what was happening, but when she saw Miles in the go home machine she kind of froze. She is looking right at the controls for the machine and there is an option to shut down. She doesn't press it. She could, but she didn't. She even tells Lyla to get out of her way, probably because she doesn't want her to interfere too much. She may have known she was gonna help him escape before that scene even happened. Once that was done she could get out and regroup with Hobie and the rest.

So ya I don't think he's a coward for quitting when he did I think he was really smart. We know he plans and excutes political actions in his home universe. Actions that could defiantly end up with him or others in jail. When planning things like that you need to be smart about it, often times for particularly dangerous things no one has all the information till the very end, of course he'd keep it a secrete. Even from Gwen because she's still not ready. He's not a coward he just knew how to best utilize his and everyone else's skills. He knows when he needs to be in the background as opposed to the front line.

[cdr2002]

I gushed about the DS9 mirror universe in a previous post and how I feel the setting is more fluid than stories centered on the dominance of the Terran Empire, but I really do love the way it handles inverting and “mirroring” characters and concepts

“The names are the same, but the players are in different places” I think Prime Kira put it

The Federation and the mirror Cardassian Union are direct parallels. Both powers enjoy beneficial alliances with the Klingons and Bajor, and a severe dominance over Alpha Quadrant politics. The Alliance is on a larger scale essentially the mirror Federation of this era. Kira at the beginning of the series worried that the Federation would be just like the Cardassians. Oh the irony.

The TNG era is generally considered to be the Federation at its height, before the losses suffered at the hands of the Borg and the Dominion, at least. Meanwhile in the mirror universe, the Terrans, vulcans, and others are at their absolute lowest. They are in essentially the same position that the Bajorans were under the Cardassian occupation. And the Bajorans are, at least in part, among their oppressors.

Kira’s nemesis is Gul Dukat. The Intendant has Gul Dukat’s old job, and behaves similarly to him in many ways. Both Kiras are fundamentally the same person enough to understand each other, but in the ways that they differ are all traits that Intendant shares with Dukat. Kira is second in command of the station, under Sisko’s command. The Intendant commands the station, and Sisko works for her. The reversal of their egos is the most obvious, and the component Nana Visitor herself has commented on.

Prime Garak is an exile. Mirror Garak is still trapped in Cardassian military service, and seems miserable with it, much the way I imagine Prime Garak would have found himself eventually.

O’Brien has a loving family. Smiley has nothing. This very fact helps to inspire him to become a revolutionary. O’Brien knows what he lives for. Smiley has to find it.

Both Siskos “lost” Jennifer. One to the Borg, one or his own hubris.

Prime Bashir is a genius and a savant. Mirror Bashir is kind of a thug.

Prime Quark is arrogant and swaggering. Mirror Quark is timid and quiet, but also more outwardly kind. Too outwardly perhaps, considering he got caught, but we can’t fault him for doing the right thing.

Prime Worf was raised by humans. Regent Worf is all Klingon. If he knew the Rozhenkos, they were probably house servants or something. He was intentionally written to be like Gowron.

Similarly, Mirror Nog is very Quark-like.

The situation that the Rebellion finds itself in forces them to operate and conduct themselves VERY similarly to the Maquis, ironic considering how many of our Starfleet characters have mirror selves who are members of this Rebellion, and who in the prime universe, have opposed the Maquis. Sisko being the most prominent example. They even use more or less the same vehicles and weapons as the Maquis, and I think there are a few shared background actors between both groups, potentially the prime and mirror versions of the same peoples.

Similarly, Tuvok is a spy for Starfleet within the Maquis in the prime universe. He is genuinely 100% a rebel in the mirror universe. Both Tuvoks also have the same outfit in their wardrobe.

Prime Rom is relatively timid. Mirror Rom is fairly aggressive.

Ezri received the Dax symbiont in the prime universe. This never happened in the mirror universe, and the episode makes sure to emphasize this. She’s also tough, guarded, sassy, and aggressive where Prime Ezri is somewhat meek, fairly open, friendly, and usually cordial but does say what’s on her mind, bringing a similarity between her and her mirror counterpart. Mirror Ezri ultimately choosing to become a member of the rebellion could also be argued as a similarity.

Mirror Jadzia is unfortunately quite underdeveloped and boils down to mostly sleeping with people Prime Jadzia ordinarily doesn’t. But there is an interesting note to Mirror Jadzia seeming to be a more frivolous and carefree person (or at least fronting as such), while Prime Jadzia is a relatively more serious person, and while both engage in casual sex, Prime Jadzia is a lot more considered when it comes to starting long term relationships than her counterpart, who doesn’t see Bashir’s immaturity as an obstacle to his compatibility as a partner.

The mirror Klingons and Cardassians find success and dominance in aligning. In the prime universe they go to war, to their mutual detriment.

DS9 ends with the prime universe Cardassian Union brought low and made to suffer a form of ironic penance for their past sins at the hands of a greater fascist power than themselves, much like the fall of the Terran Empire. But where the Empire was conquered by the Alliance, Cardassia is brought back to its feet by the Federation.

I don’t know precisely how intentional any of this was but I found it fascinating.

Oh and Mirror Bariel has a personality.

[future-crab]

I love the line, "They sell presentable, young and so ingestible, sterile and collectible, safe, and I can't stand it," SO much. It really gets at the heart of what so much of Danger Days is trying to say imo. And I especially love the sort of visceral note in the phrase "young and so ingestible" - like obviously the image of art and artist as something to be consumed has been around for ages and it doesn't have to evoke anything so literal as the audience wanting to physically eat the band, but it certainly calls that to mind for me, and the idea that the music industry (and capitalism more broadly) exists to facilitate and encourage that desire is just... chef's kiss.

[archivedsorrow]

send this emoji to ten lovely blogs, but instead of those chain things, it’s me sending till to give ivan a hug (( or smooch )) while i very slowly work on that ask …. sir deserves some affection 👉👈

( @sleeplesswork )

he'd been rubbing, scratching at the silvered brand of his name, all but seared into his wrist. he'd never liked it— doubted anyone did —always preferring long sleeves to cover it up. out of sight, out of mind, as he'd learned that saying, and while there was some truth to it, it didn't exactly stop the ocassional itch against the fabric of his clothes, and the way he felt the bumps upon his skin anytime he ran his other hand over it.

it was a bitter reminder of his origins, something that he hadn't even bothered asking hyuna about— he'd seen her own, and determined they likely didn't have the technology to get rid of these. it made him question this 'freedom' every so often; who was to say the segyein couldn't just snatch them back at any point, if they really wanted to?

ivan's wrist had been bleeding at this point, causing a small grimace to twist his features, before he firmly squeezed around the entirety of it to try and stop it from getting any worse. he hadn't exactly meant to break skin like that, causing small, crimson rivulets to gather around the edges of the brand, but he couldn't stop. he didn't even turn to look once light had permeated into the room, able to recognize the sound of those footsteps anywhere.

it was, perhaps, the first time where he'd struggled to put on a smile for till. raven hair obscured the frown that further darkened his visage, more reminiscent of the gloomy boy he once used to be. or perhaps one that he still was, beneath all those fake laughs. he didn't know what till wanted, and for once, he didn't... particularly care to bother him about it.

if only he'd lifted his head, he might've been more prepared for what followed. where slender arms had carefully wound themselves around ivan's shoulders, seemingly hesitating at first before squeezing lightly. “ ...? ” there was a faint, choked noise that caught in his throat, like he was attempting to voice something, but failing to do so. he was afraid to move. afraid that a single wrong move might suddenly ruin it all— he didn't hate this. in fact, just the opposite.

and he was afraid that till would let go. he didn't want him to. it's once that panic sets in his heart, that he awkwardly scrambles his arms upwards, desperately circling his fingers around the other's forearms, nails biting into skin.

don't leave. don't leave me. don't leave.

don't leave me.

[delicate-night-mare]

Into The Homu-verse!

Not my best work, but that's okay 👌 Mainly did this to practice drawing Homura

[multiversal-fusion-reborn]

"It's too dope! I can't cope!!"

Uzi, after ascending into her new form after taking Code Stringer down.

[piecesofacrow]

Blood ~Closed RP~

@annytinthenomad

The Krimzon Guard was a stable place to work if you only wanted to make a living and have a home. There were battles sometimes, yes, and people died to the ever encroaching metal head threat, but you could keep yourself fed, and a family member as well if that's all you were looking to do. Unfortunately, that wasn't all he wanted.

Israel had morals, standards to what he was willing and unwilling to put up with. The horrid acts that the Baron was willing to do to further ensure his rule made him sick. A shaky deal with the enemy to make himself and his guard look like they were putting up a good fight was pathetic, and he'd had enough of it. Hannah was off working and making her own money, and most of his money went to keeping them in a home, so she'd be fine if he left. Today he was going to incite one large act of rebellion.

Making his way into the prisons late at night, he moved with a purpose. Walking into the cells with his armor still on, looking to each of the cells and the individuals inside.

"Back up." He said to the woman in the first cell. Typical procedure for the time being. He looked down at the control panel and opened it, standing before the woman now, staring her down for a moment before slowly reaching down to a pistol attached to his hip and pulling it free.

"I hear you're pretty handy with these." He said softly, spinning the pistol in his hand for a second before tossing it onto the ground in front of her. "Release the others, we're leaving." He instructed, turning and taking his rifle off his back now, going to the next cell over.

[murmel-malt]

Would viserys cheat on daera? Could there be a bastard usurptation plot?

Given that there are five years between Hedaera and Viserys' wedding and Rhaenyra's birth where Daera simply wasn't capabale of bearing children yet and then Alysanne and Baelon buying a few more years after her flowering, there certainly was opportunity for Vizzy to outsource the meeting of particular need and maybe be a little careless.

And with the right support a bastard son could definitely become an issue 🤔

[bluesmuses]

anyway all my beloved mutuals including the ones i never write with anymore should talk to me about interacting with the robot who has my sole focus 99% of the time regardless of whether or not you know anything about trans.formers i guarantee you i can put him in your universe or make an au with you

[raehs]

i think in some of rey’s verses she ends up traveling A LOT. rey is someone who has such a need and thirst for knowledge. not necessarily crazy adventures but to travel without a war going on. to sightsee. experience life, food, love nature. she’s not this social person but she wants to see what she can and learn.

[jessicas-pi]

it's a rich man's world, time heals old hate

glllll :DDDD

IaRMW:

Some people would be shocked that Youngest Brother knew how to dance. It wasn’t exactly the kind of thing you’d expect a junior Inquisitor to know.

THOH:

“WOULD EVERYBODY PLEASE SHUT UP?!” Sabine hollered, and thank the Force, they did. Even Orn Free Taa stopped his semi-hysterical blubbering.

[hvbris]

𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐒 & 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 @multipleoccupancy

Coriolanus was stuck between two worlds, but if he wanted both, then he might just get neither. Lucy Gray watched as he crouched next to her, his knees on the old wooden floor. Proud, beautiful Coriolanus from the Capitol, on his knees next to her. The boy with the rose. The boy who had shot her in the woods.

She was torn between two worlds too. What her heart wanted, and what her head was telling her. Love and hate. Yearning and fear.

These past weeks without him had felt hard too. Weren't they supposed to be written in the stars? But the scar on her flank had not even healed. Would her broken heart ever do? How embarrassing to admit, even to herself, that she had missed him. How embarrassing to admit that if no flowers were waiting for her one day, she would regret it so.

Her eyelashes fluttered as he spoke, but then, her eyes widened. What did she want? "I can't live in the Capitol, you said it yourself," she reminded him defensively, taken aback by the question. "I'm a Covey, I don't even belong in 12, let alone in the Capitol."

"You're thinkin' about something," she said, eyebrows knitted together. Maybe she knew him better now. Coriolanus Snow didn't have many secrets left to hide from her. "How would you bring me to the Capitol? Tell me your idea, and then maybe I'll tell you what I want." If she even knew it herself.

He watched her and shifted as she fell into the chair beside her. Though worried he knew much better than to try and rush to her. His intentions were being called into question and he would not blame her for being scared of him. She should be. Yet he did still take a careful and slow approach, closing the gap between them with measured step after step while she spoke.

No, she didn’t have an answer for him on what she wanted him to do to fix everything. Really what could he do anyway? How would they come back from all that had happened? He’d have to submit and that was still not in his capabilities. Coriolanus Snow was not meant to leave Panem, nor was he supposed to sit and rot away in District 12. No, that was not him and he looked to Lucy Gray when she asked him for what he wanted. It was not that he didn’t know, he wanted to rise. Nothing could stop him, but he also wanted to be with Lucy Gray.

“I belong with both.” He finally mused, “These last few weeks without you, I felt like I wasn’t whole, incomplete, part of more but lost and alone.” He knew how that sounded, especially when his bullet had taken a chunk out of her quite literally but he had started and he was not going to give himself the chance to stop and retreat back behind the Snow mask so completely that he would indeed leave and never come back. That gap between them grew smaller and Coriolanus started to crouch until he was on his knees beside her in the chair.

“I belong in the Capitol, but I can’t bring you there as it stands now. If I want both…” He was going to have to take them. So determined that for a long moment it seemed as he was not considering what Lucy Gray might want at all, because he truly was not until he cracked a hopeful smile at her. “Would you come with me?” It faltered into a slight frown, “What do you want?”