#she’s a riot

[corviids]

If Saera marries little Viserys, then she would be Aegon IV's mother, which means she would be Daemon Blackfyre's grandmother. (This would also imply that she named one of her daughters after her baby sister which would be adorable)

i mean,,, i’ve always said that my canon divergent fics loop back around to canon :) and i’ve said before that if the blackfyre rebellion happens, it’d be spawned specifically from saera’s bloodline

[thelonelywiz]

writing tip: the best way to make a character complex is to base them off of ur sibling whom you have a complicated relationship with

[thresholdbb]

I was looking through Kate Mulgrew’s Instagram (like you do) and started cracking up at her shaking hands with tiny action figure Janeway

[herstoriies]

TFW you realize Priscilla at her core is actually the comedic relief and comfort character disguised as the female lead

[alonelywaterbottle]

At Family reunion and have to tell people I’m engaged. Telling my lesbian aunt was the best one though.

Me: I don’t know if you heard but I’m enagaged

Her: what no! I don’t use the internet, what’s their name?

Me: her name is [redacted]

Her: her!!! Yes I was right!!! I said when you were a kid you’d be gay, thought I was wrong for a minute!

[gaybuckybarnesss]

INDUSTRY 1.06 "Nutcracker"

[storge]

a life for a life.... Sacrifice oneself for love...

The Double (2024) 1.09

[ruscha]

"What is it about California, that we all came to this place? Maybe it's the sunshine. Maybe it's the friendly people. When you think of the promise of the American Dream, you think of California. But it is just a dream. It's not real."

LEE MOLDAVER in Fallout Season 1 (2024)

[knockknockitsnickels]

I think this is one of my favorite lines from the Wraith route because of (imo) how much the meaning changes depending on if you got there via Spectre or Nightmare. For Spectre, it honestly strikes me as a genuine question. Why are you doing this to her? If you're on the Spectre route, you presumably already know the Narrator can't really be trusted, since you had to reject his reward to get here. What are you hoping to gain from continuing to hurt her? For Nightmare, it honestly just makes me sad. As the Shifting Mound describes her, "She desires only companionship, but the only thing she knows is how to hurt." This line feels like a plea from someone who genuinely doesn't understand why you keep rejecting her. She wants to be with you, but she just can't understand how to do that in a way which doesn't hurt you.

[hollisartsblog]

Finally catching up and watching season 2, have some jinx ;)

[marskid11]

this character showed up for four minutes and is still one of my favorite designs in the series I stg

[kabingo]

forever obsessed with her

[superchaoticcollections]

Behind every 'JINX IS A REVOLUTIONARY' poster is someone who completely disregarded the Firelights and what she did to them.

[radiance1]

A castle mysteriously appears in Gotham one night.

Nobody who noticed it knows where it came from, nor how it got there as it seemingly appeared overnight. It wasn't anything big, as far as castle's were concerned, it seemed to be on the smaller side of things.

However, no one could truly estimate it's actual size. For there seemed to be an ever-present fog that never seemed to stray past the castle's gates.

Just like the fog, you always seemed to hear the cawing of crows and the flapping of bats whenever you step close enough. Yet their visibility was kept hidden in the fog.

Appearances aside, there did seem to be something... off, about the castle and not just because it appeared from thin air, no. It seemed to have a distinct aura of something... other.

No one knew how to explain it, but they could tell there was nothing natural about it. There was something fundamentally wrong with the castle, it wasn't the way it appeared out of nowhere, nor it's appearance.

===

When Sam finally became an adult, she didn't have to think twice about moving out. It was a bit difficult, with her parents not wanting to let her go just yet, but her grandmother managed to persuade them, thankfully.

When she was younger, Sam had always dreamed of owning a castle. Though its appearance did change in her mind when she grew older, from pretty and pink to one of darker colors and crows, which is why she never got one when she was younger, she realized.

But now that she was an adult, what was stopping her?

Nothing, that's what.

So, Sam buys one that matches her tastes and moves in. There was a lot of space, far more than she really ever thought about and now had to find a use for.

Magic.

Was something that enthralled Sam ever since she was young, that and the occult as a whole. So, for a few months after moving did she try and get her hands on things like magical tomes, items, scripts and learn it.

Surprisingly, she was strongly successful in her attempts of learning magic. It was surprising to be sure, but now that she compares it to the portal to the afterlife, having a half dead friend and having hunted down ghosts, she realizes that magic wouldn't be that much farfetched in the equation.

A fair bit of her time now was spent covering her castle in wards, sigils, and runes, ones that would strengthen themselves over time, various protection wards and multiple others that she found useful. Most of them were ones that she found through text, though others were ones she personally made.

After she finished the entirety of the castle, she studied thoroughly to gain more knowledge and power for herself, she even made a few spells of her own along with various potions. Unfortunately, she was interrupted in her studies by various other witches, because apparently having such a powerful fledgling witch on her lonesome was too tempting of an offer to pass up for the nearby covens.

So she had to... move, before they tried to force her to join them. As for how, well, she moved her entire castle! What better way to refuse, really?

Unfortunately, it was her first time using such large-scale teleportation magic and she messed it up. Not that her calculations on where the castle was supposed to be were wrong, but while in the midst of moving through space she was... thrown off kilter.

She didn't even know how or what caused her to mess up. But her castle both was and wasn't where she wanted it to be. Her original destination was coordinates near Amity Park, and while they were on said coordinates.

This wasn't Amity Park.

To say she worried was an understatement. She scrambled to find something about where she ended up, and realized not only was she thrown off kilter, but she was also thrown off so badly that she ended up in an entirely different dimension. Luckily, she managed to make the philosopher's stone.

To say making it was easy would be wrong, for even she didn't know how she created it. It was by accident and for a while she didn't even know she had made it, when she had and tried to do something with it the stone had, uh, well.

It fused into her skin.

It had placed itself right over her face, on her chest, and it granted her immortality it seemed. Though that wasn't the effect she was currently thankful for no, the effect of making gold would be valuable to her, she wouldn't have the Manson wealth, but she could at the very least sustain herself.

For now, though, she did have her studies to get back to.

[miss-crazy-rose]

So you’re telling me Maria di Angelo, daughter of an Italian diplomat, probably grew up among the high society of Venice, saw a sassy funky little goth dude walking around one day and said… “yeah. imma tap that.”

…seems legit to me. Good for you girlie

[backstabber128]

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How could you forget your roots?