#sad murder daughter

[hypothesiscosmos]

I just. really love giving Fujino the silliest expressions sometimes

[abyssofdecadence]

🥺💞

[dontfrickindoxme]

Tessa

[wonder-worker]

I've been thinking about the tragedy of Elizabeth Woodville living to see the end of her family name.

I don't mean her family with her husband, which lived on through her daughter and grandson. I mean her own.

Her sisters died, one by one, many of them after 1485. When Elizabeth died, only Katherine was left, and she would die before the turn of the century as well.

All her brothers died, too. Lewis died in childhood. John was executed. Anthony was murdered. Lionel died suddenly in the peak of Richard's reign, unable to see his niece become queen. Edward perished at war. Richard died in grieving peace. For all the violence and judgement the family endured, it was "an accident of biology" that ended their line: none of the brothers left heirs, and the Woodville name was extinguished. We know the family was aware of this. We know they mourned it, too:

“Buy a bell to be a tenor at Grafton to the bells now there, for a remembrance of the last of my blood.”

Elizabeth lived through the deposition and death of her young sons, and lived to see the end of her own family name. It must have been such a haunting loss, on both sides.

[stickbug-made-entirely-of-spite]

Listening to 'Legally Blonde' from the Legally Blonde soundtrack on repeat and crying because it's so stupidly sad and beautiful and I'm a weak little emotional coward

[catrasfreckles]

portrait practice with harrow (htn spoilers in tags)

[mistninja]

House of the Dragon season 2 managed to do the impossible: make lesbian queerbait annoying

[fanworldbuildingfun]

Tonight I have two moods:

·         Desmond angst with Bleeding Effect

·         And Desmond being reborn as Al Mualim’s surprise kid

(note of warning: these are NOT in the same universe) (Unless?)

1.       Desmond angst with Bleeding Effect

So. This one leans heavily into feeling of entrapment that never went away after Abstergo. Desmond DID technically go from being used as Animus subject to being used as Animus subject. Admittedly, he did swap the relatively comfy accommodations for relatively better company (listen. Listen I may not dig the ascetic glass-n-white style Abstergo rocks, but I can appreciate that the room looked like a good hotel room). But that negate the fact that he, technically, had no real choice in either scenario

And here, instead of learning to trust Lucy/Shawn/Rebecca, Desmond instead clings to the memories of his ancestors. After all, they have neither any way nor any reason to use him, right?

He’s amicable with the team. Jokes sometimes, has lighthearted impersonal talks – basically, treats them as colleagues at most. But whatever vulnerability there is, is shown to the people he sees during Bleeds

So leaning against where he sees a ghostly Ezio sitting on his bed, or laying on the floor where he can see barely-there shades of throw pillows and rugs that normally sit in Altaïr’s office? It’s comforting. And so is the skritch of quill on parchment as Altaïr writes… Something

To Desmond, it’s not real

But for his ancestors, from the moment they held the Apple in their hands? The shadowy form of Desmond is very much real. Ezio can feel the press of Desmond’s body against his side. Altair can see how the pillows dip under Desmond’s weight

And Desmond probably wouldn’t have said half the things he did if he realized that the ghostly Connor who was making his own arrows across from him was listening. That they all listened. And could do precisely nothing

2.       Desmond as Al Mualim’s surprise kid

This is a complete and utter crack taken seriously(-ish). No one can prove Al Mualim never had any lovers, in or out of the garden. And he is not THAT old, by our standards (the man is killed at 56. Only 56!)

But he never did plan to sire a child. There was no time nor desire had for one

Except, no one thought to tell whatever Isu-bull went on with the Temple that

So in 1174, he gets “blessed” with a child from his preferred Flower who had never, to point, had a pregnancy. Ever *thoughtfully sprinkles in some more Isu bullshit because the lady genuinely never had it be an issue*

One may think Al Mualim would be the kind of man who would be a distant parent, or just forbid anyone from speaking of him having a child. But nope. Instead, Al Mualim goes completely Rodrigo Borgia over his newborn daughter

[braveclementine]

II

Warnings: Murder

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. I do not condone any copying of this.

Y/N went off to school the next day. And immediately, the others jumped into their plans of making her twelfth birthday extra special. 

Thor had come down from Asgard, bringing with him Asgardian liquor. Loki had put a hand over his face in disappointment while Natasha and Sam had laughed their asses off. 

"You oaf!" Loki shouted, waving his hands dramatically like the diva he was. "You cannot give that little girl Asgardian liquor! The drinking age is twenty-one and she can't drink that stuff!" 

"I did not know. We always drank it on our twelfth birthday." Thor said, looking disappointed. He brightened up almost immediately. "I know! I shall go and get her pop tarts!" 

He ran off and Loki had to race after him, screaming for Thor to stop because you still had a humongous stash of pop tarts from Christmas from him. 

Natasha swiped the liquor as the two Gods exited the Compound. "Excellent," she said, and hid it behind some cups. 

Pietro entered the room at that moment, shaking his head, wiping dirt off of his hair into the trash can. 

"What the heck did you do?" Sam questioned, looking at Pietro with a questioning look. 

"I was speeding along the side of the Compound and one of the clods of dirt that the gardener was shoveling hit me in the face. It was unintentional, he didn't know I was going to end up there at that time." Pietro said, shaking his head like a dog. 

"He's digging?" Nat asked in surprise. 

"I think he's putting in trees." Pietro shrugged, wiping more dirt off of him. "The holes are to deep for flowers." 

"Yeah, cause you barely even dig for flowers." Sam rolled his eyes. "He could be putting in bushes too. And I think Tony said he'd been wanting to put fruit trees in for some time now. That must be what they are." 

"OH yeah." Nat said with a nod. "I forgot about that. What kind of fruit?" 

"I think he said apples." Sam said, trying to remember, "Not sure." 

"Either way," Nat said in a friendly way, "Probably should go take a shower Piet. I don't think you're going to get all the mud out by shaking your head like a dog." 

He rolled his eyes, but went off for a shower and then Nat and Sam went to make Y/N's cake. 

~

Y/N skipped home, excited. She couldn't believe that she was already twelve! It had been such a fun day in school too! She had handed out cup cakes to all of her classmates and then played kickball during recess. And they'd learned more about the moons of different planets in science! Not to mention, they'd studied Mr. Rogers and Teddy in history!

But now she couldn't wait to get home and be with her family for her birthday. She was really hoping that they had gotten her a dog to play with. 

She couldn't wait to see Uncle Thor and hold his hammer. And Uncle Strange had been teaching her how to use a sling ring and make orange portals. Plus, she hadn't seen Uncle Strange in almost four months!

"Hey Missy." Mr. Gates greeted her. She could see that he had dug a very large hole on the side of the compound, but he wasn't over there anymore. Today, he was greeting her at the sidewalk. 

"Hello Mr. Gates!" She said, beaming. "How is the gardening today?" 

"Very good." He said joyfully. "Hey do you like baby animals?" 

"Yes!" She squealed. 

"Well, I've got some bird eggs that are hatching right now! Do you want to come and see them?" 

"Yes, please!' She said. 

"Alright, come with me." He said, holding his hand out. She took it eagerly and let him lead her over to where his house was, set back on the property near the forest edge. 

"Now," He dropped his voice to a soft whisper. "Approach the nest over there carefully and quietly. You don't want to frighten them after they've just been born." 

Y/N crept quietly over to where the nest was sitting in a patch of sunlight on the table. There were four beautiful robin blue eggs in the nest, and one of them had deep cracks going down it. She was enthralled, so she never even noticed Mr. Gates creeping up behind her. 

And she certainly didn't see it coming, when he brought the shovel down on her head. 

[intothemacabre]

vi loves e.thal c.ain

[hypothesiscosmos]

Oh...Fujino in JJK-verse AU would be cursed no matter what, huh

[abyssofdecadence]

Two versions just because, lmao

Original meme is from here!

[cacti-on-venus]

I’m not sure yet what people on QSMP want to candidate for the election but to those saying Wilbur should start, I have to point something out

q!Wilbur isn’t power-hungry and doesn’t care about the people on the island. He’s a protective cottagecore dad whose little daughter is the only thing that matters to him. He won’t go crazy over the election, the only thing that matters is his little cozy life in Tallulah Towers

The only way I see q!Wilbur go batshit crazy the way we’ve seen Wilbur characters go before is if someone would destroy his little cozy life with Tallulah and push him over the edge...

[sashisuse]

what do you mean gege confirmed that the rest of suguru’s family except for larue and miguel died in shibuya.

[autism-swagger]

I just reread the original script for Scream 5 and was very quickly reminded of how much I dislike Christina Carpenter

[catstarkapologist]

I think the very moment I realised that I was obsessed with Ned when I first watched got was when he killed Lady. The way he wouldn't let anyone else do it because she was from the north💔