#so many possibilities of who he could be talking about...

[fanfictionismyaddiction]

WAG Bootcamp: Part 2

Part 1

Word count: 593

Pairing: Lando Norris x reader

Summary: On her first-ever race day, Y/n experiences the chaos, stress, and excitement of Formula 1 as the WAGs teach her how to survive the emotional rollercoaster.

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Y/n thought she had survived the worst of the initiation. She had learned the pre-race rituals, mastered (or at least attempted) the mysterious “paddock girlfriend face,” and even accepted that she now had to irrationally hate any driver who so much as looked at Lando the wrong way.

But nothing could have prepared her for race day.

The paddock was buzzing with energy—fans screaming, engines roaring, and mechanics in a frenzy. Y/n had barely taken a sip of her coffee when Kika grabbed her arm.

“Alright, rookie. Time for the next lesson.”

“What now?” Y/n asked warily.

“How to survive a Grand Prix,” Lily said, tossing her a pair of noise-canceling headphones. “Trust me, you’ll need these.”

Lesson Four: The Race-Day Survival Guide

Y/n followed the WAGs to the McLaren hospitality area, where they had their usual spots. The screens showed the cars lining up on the grid, and she could already feel her heart pounding.

“Step one,” Alex said, crossing her arms. “No matter what happens, you do not freak out on camera. If Lando crashes, you hold it together until you’re inside.”

“Wait—crashes?” Y/n swallowed. “We’re talking about, like, little crashes, right?”

Silence.

“Right?”

Susie patted her shoulder. “You’ll be fine, dear.”

Not comforting.

“Step two,” Rebecca added, “learn the art of selective hearing. The commentators will say stupid things, the fans will tweet even dumber things, and some guy named David Croft will mispronounce names. Ignore it.”

“Step three,” Carmen leaned in, lowering her voice. “If Lando is leading, do not say out loud that he’s going to win. You will jinx it.”

Y/n blinked. “You guys actually believe in jinxes?”

Kelly, who had remained quiet until now, turned to her with a dead-serious expression. “Max retired from Monaco 2021 because I said, ‘This is going well.’”

Y/n gasped. “Oh my God.”

“We don’t talk about it,” Kika muttered.

The lights went out, and the race began.

Lesson Five: How to Emotionally Handle a Race (Spoiler: You Don’t)

It started fine. Lando had a clean start, holding position. Y/n sat on the edge of her seat, gripping her hands together, trying not to scream every time someone got too close to him.

Then, lap 12 happened.

A driver—who Y/n immediately decided to despise for eternity—dove down the inside, nearly taking Lando out.

Y/n shot to her feet. “WHAT THE—”

Lily yanked her back down. “Cameras!” she hissed.

“That was reckless!” Y/n whisper-yelled, furious.

“Congratulations,” Alex smirked. “You just experienced your first ‘what the hell was that’ moment. There will be many more.”

For the next thirty laps, Y/n experienced every emotion possible. Joy when Lando made an overtake. Panic when the pit stop took too long. Rage when another driver squeezed him off track. She nearly passed out when he was fighting for a podium.

And then—P2.

“He did it!” Y/n gasped as Lando crossed the line.

The WAGs cheered, clapping and hugging.

Y/n exhaled, feeling like she had just run a marathon. “I don’t know if I can do this every weekend.”

“You will,” Kelly said, sipping her drink. “Welcome to the rest of your life.”

Lesson Six: The Post-Race Debrief

After a chaotic cooldown period, Y/n finally found Lando, still in his race suit, hair messy from his helmet, grinning as he pulled her into a hug.

“How was your first race?” he asked, slightly breathless.

Y/n looked at him, remembering everything—the stress, the screaming, the insane group of women who had taken her in.

She smiled.

“Terrifying. But I think I love it.”

[shroomyv]

ᢉ𐭩-MARK BEING A (CUTE) BOTHER

Pairing: mark grayson x f!reader

Synopsis: mark being a little shit while you’re trying to actually get productive work done.

Warning: probably a tad bit cheesy but who cares

A/N: omg I’m finally writing a story where mark isn’t fucking/getting his brains fucked out say wahhhhhhh. Anyway, just a lil domestic/fluffy lil story while I work on some bigger ones. Nobody can convince me that mark wouldn’t be cute annoying, NOBODYYYY 😞…(I loaf him sm…)

“Shew shew-“ you grumble as Mark keeps smashing his face against yours while you’re busy working. Your fingers clack away at the keyboard trying to get done as quickly as possible he just bothers you.

“How does this have anything to do with all your telekinesis crap or something,” Mark asked in an annoyed tone continuing to bother you—he wanted to have fun with you while he was free but for once you were the one busy. He was kind of getting a taste of his own medicine.

“Because it just does, now go before I kick your ass.” Powers or not, you still had to do paperwork like anybody else suffering on earth. You said before pushing his face away. That had him intrigued now. How did you even plan to kick his ass, he knew you were just talking shit but now he wanted to see it. So, he kept bothering you.

Whether it was poking at your face, leaping in front of your computer, or making annoying noises in your ear. He saw your eyebrow twitching more and more as you were losing patience. He wanted you to try and fight em. So he kept going.

You finally sprung up—you had had enough of his shit.

“One last chance, go away, Mark” you said squinting your eyes at him trying to seem as serious as you could.

“Not a chance, babe.” He said with a smug grin on his face holding out his arms. He was basically mocking you—wanting you to “do your worst”

You had leaped onto him like a damn cat knocking both of you on the floor as the tussle began. Now, the hard part began—you actually had to kick his ass…

A smirk flew across his face. He knew you had given in—as you began to roll around on the ground with him and tussle now. You two were like a log going back and forth. One second—you were on top of him. The next second—he was on top of you.

“Cmon babe…you’re really gonna kick my ass?” Mark said with a soft smile trying to get you to fold just from his face. You were on top of him in the moment holding him by his shirt collar as you had paused for a second. You honestly wanted to lean in and give him a little smooch but you had to keep your word and kick his little smug ass. Sadly, that wasn’t working out that well (never was going to) so you had to resort to empty threats.

“Mark! I will literally never ever ever kiss you again if you don’t give up like right now!” You threaten as he doesn’t believe it for a single second. He picked you up tossing you on the bed before leaping right back on top of you. He held you tight this time trying to make sure you didn’t move or win as you squirmed like a fish out of water

He was pecking kisses at your face every few seconds. He wasn’t letting up one bit. You loved how sappy he was, like a little puppy. You honestly almost lost for a second, stopping to stare at him. His brown eyes were like a trap for your heart. However, you had stopped for him wayyy too many times before—if you didn’t finish this paperwork now, it wouldn’t only be overdo (once again) but it’d just pile up again. You had to be a person of your word and kick his ass. He was probably gonna let you win anyway.

“MARK!” “Nuh-uh,” you two were back and forth about who was in charge. You sighed using your powers to your advantage just as he was, you were forcing his body to stay on the bed while you finished working. Mark knew he could’ve fought back or pulled through, but he let you have this little win.

“Lemme up-“ mark asked trying his best to annoy you so you’d give in

“No” you weren’t buying his shit for a second not letting up one bit

“Lemme up-“ mark continued the cycle the entire time you worked…he was trying his hardest to be insufferable

You two were just back and forth the entire time you finished your paperwork. Eventually, you were finished freeing him from the hold your powers had on him at the moment. You stood in front of him with crossed arms. “Kicked your ass and finished my paperwork.”

He just rolled his eyes before leaping on you again as the cycle of endless tussling began right back up again. He had let you win the first time since he didn’t even attempt to fight back against your powers. But this time…he’d redeem himself and win. You let him do exactly that—melting into his kisses like butter. He held you tight against his chest as if he never wanted to let go. You’d be a little asshole just like he was earlier.

“Lemme go,” you asked sarcastically

“Nope,” Mark said with absolute seriousness in his voice

“Lemme-“

“Nope”

The back and forth began once again.

Silence filled the room are you two were absolutely content with each other. You were in his hold and he had you held near and dear. It then hit you in the face that Mark mentioned something about the correlation of powers and paperwork. How he said “the two had nothing to do with each other so why’d you have to do paperwork for it 🤓”

“Mark…” you said softly waiting for his response

“Yes babe?” He was all ears for what you had to say to him.

“Have you been doing the paperwork that Cecil has been giving us—or should I say you?”

Silence filled the air…he wasn’t doing any paper work what so ever…

“Get your ass up and do that paperwork…” you said gently but your face was honestly so stern it had him tense up for a second

“Yes ma’am” he said as he placed a kiss on your head before moving over to the desk to begin his paperwork. He had a shitload to get started on and you’d make sure he finished every little bit before you two had fun again.

He was stubborn and so were you—a match made in (hell) heaven.

a/n: (ik for a fact he would duck and dodge every bit of paperwork he’d have to do…😭)

[sillyzeta]

die your daughter.

yandere! batfamily x neglected!reader

sipnosis: Your own desires were alien to your family, to the point where you are determined to commit an atrocious act but suddenly everything is 7 years ago when you were only 12 years old. Something has changed and you're not sure what it is.

She danced, danced and danced until she was exhausted until she finally managed to have his full attention, in her eyes he was the most beautiful man she had ever seen, she didn't want money, she didn't want fame, she just wanted to spend at least one night with him, talking perhaps, everything she desired in her broken mind.

And in her mind, she wanted to at least tell him that secret she kept for a year, the secret she was so afraid to tell him because she thought he would let her go and never want to know about it. So at least she wanted to get a good life for you, a life where you eat without worrying about her eating, a life where you could sleep warm, yes... That was all she wanted.

But the tragedy happened and at least she wanted her last words to be you, her beloved daughter.

So she finally spoke to him, whispered in his ear afraid the world would hear her, in a voice that was quiet and soon faded until finally it did, she vanished into his arms. He sighed, a lump in his throat prevented him from saying a few last words to his beloved and with all the regret in his body, he got up, heading to the changing rooms in the back, in search of his little treasure.

Everyone had left due to the commotion except him, he had to find you and he did, you were hidden in the clothes of the one who was now your deceased and beloved mother, Your body was shaking even with all the layers of clothing you had on you, it seemed like it wasn't enough.

Then he held you in his arms, his expression one of pain and exhaustion as he buried his face in your hair and whispered.

‘im sorry... please forgive me...!’ he says.

You were too young to understand so you just accepted the warm embrace of the man, a man you had never seen again in your life.

After that you had been adopted, it turns out that you were his daughter all this time but it seems that he forgot it and suddenly you were left in the shadows along with the memories of your mother.

You really didn't understand how he, your father, couldn't love you? Was that even possible? And to add to your loneliness, your siblings soon ignored you, so focused on their own lives that for a moment in your life, you wanted to be selfish.

After a few years, another child came, he who was truly your almost flesh and blood brother, You thought you could at least get along with him but you found out the hard way that you could never bond with him. The wound on your back still hurts, as a reminder of your entire family's ignorance, you hated that.

More and more scars stuck to your body, one more painful than the other, and the only way to avoid feeling it was to sleep in a strange dream, so strange that when you woke up, you forgot about it.

That was your salvation.

But they say good things don't last forever, and so it was. The dreams were even crueler, you woke up with even deeper wounds, and you felt like it was no longer helping you at all. The desperation was so great that you simply decided on a last attempt of faith to get closer to your siblings, you failed miserably.

The years passed and you became so dependent on your family that you hated it, you hated it so much that you wished you were dead, and yes, it was the best.

You did it and now you're back to relive the same nightmares.

NEW SERIES LOL i feel so evil (⁠+⁠_⁠+⁠).....

fated to pretend It will only have 4 chapters, I don't have many ideas except for a few things... But nothing more than that.

And this, well, I don't have a plan for when it ends.

[fuyuu-chan]

"You Are More Important To Me Than Anything Else"

Pairing: Sung Jinwoo x Reader

Warning: mention of blood loss, death (but not the one who was being paired), not proofread

Fuyuu-chan: adrenaline is running through my veins rn, this was my second fic that i made today but will be the first one i will be posting because i was waiting for something before i post the other one. (spoiler alert: its a yandere fic lol) also this fic was made with no thought process i just kept typing all the way until i was satisfied or smth hahahha

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The day for the 4th raid in Jeju was coming closer. The S Ranks and other hunters who signed up to come with was preparing for the day to come. The S Ranks in Korea that would be coming with was listed: Choi Jong-In Baek Yoonho (Name) Cha Hae-In .....etc.,

Byunggu was supposed to come but Baek recommended that he shouldn't since (name) would be coming along anyway. Which means they have one of the most strongest hunter with them, the second to Jinwoo. And since Jinwoo "wouldn't" come, she would be the strongest from Korea to go there other than the S Ranks from Japan.

As the day approaches, everyone was prepared.

. . .

Once the day arrived. Everyone arrived at the Island. There were so many ants everywhere, standing, crawling and even flying. The other hunters were terrified just by the sight of it but (name) silently observes calculating the risks and such.

As the raid goes on, the plan was for the Korean hunters to be inside the place where the Queen. They have to kill it before it could produce more ants.

(Name) was outside attacking the ants that was approaching the cave while the others inside kills the queen. While some of them was trying to destroy the eggs.

It was all supposed to come to an end, they thought they can finally finished this raid not until this one ant came....the aura was way different from the other ants they fought earlier. This one seems stronger. The happenings was so fast. The ant attacked Cha first making her flew and land hard at the ground. With that attack she was already bleeding hard, she was loosing blood so quickly. The others tried to fight off the ant, to attack in hopes of trying to weaken it and defeat it if it was even possible at this point. There was no healer with them and they couldn't put their attention to Cha because if they did, they will all die here inside and they couldn't take that risk.

Choi managed to talk to (name) through their communication device asking for them to come and help them. (Name) didn't hesitate to come inside to help her friends. She attacked and dodged, doing the best that she can to fight with this strange ant. Her abilities and such was almost comparable to the ant, like they were the same level. The others watch in amazement, of course by now they knew how the ant was most probably an S Rank level if not more stronger but that's probably the most definite answer. But of course who are they to complain about how (name) was so strong she was able to keep up? Definitely not. They would be dumb if they do.

Choi checked up on Cha who was surely dying due to the sudden loss of blood. But what could they do? No one inside with them could heal. And even if he carried Cha outside the cave what are the chances that they would just be met by more ants to go to the helicopter. Its basically...a dead end both literally and figuratively.

. . .

As most of the S Rank hunters was in Jeju Island fighting and hopefully to finish the raid...Jinwoo was with his family, he didn't come especially because his mother just woke up from the eternal slumber. He didn't wanna worry her and he also wanted to spend time with his family. But one of the shadow soldiers he placed on (name) because..well that doesn't matter for now, was sending distress signals. He went to the restroom and went to look on the soldiers eyes and saw what was happening in there, he could tell (name) was doing her best to fight and to save the others but he knows (name) has her limit. if no one would back her up....something terrible could happen...and he couldn't bare the thought of what could possibly happen...at least not to her.

. . .

(Name) could feel her body getting tired, with how fast she and this ant was going back and forth, she knew she was in the losing end at this point but she couldn't give up...not when the others are relying on her right now. They were injured and she heard even someone was dying, and right now she was the only one who can keep up with this battle. She should not disappoint them...definitely not....

If only Jinwoo was here. She knew they have would have a chance on winning. But alas....he wanted to be with his family and she respect that....but... If only....if only she could be like Jinwoo and be everyone's anchor and keep them safe. Will it seriously only remain as "If only"?

With her body almost gonna give up, she could feel she was gonna fall any moment but just then...an arm wrapped around her body, steadying her...she could smell a familiar perfume...she looked up and saw the familiar eyes, the eyes of the person she was thinking about moments ago, the one she hoped who would be here...is finally here.

. . .

Jinwoo exchanged with the shadow soldier almost immediately the moment he saw (name)'s worried face, even though anyone who would see her right now might think she looks unbothered he could tell the slight hint of worry and anxiety. He knew her well enough to be able to know the difference and change on her face.

The moment he appeared behind (name) he catches her the same moment she almost lose balance and almost fell. And with the way she looked up at him, he could tell the hint of relief once she saw him. He gazes at her softly and smile reassuringly and said "I got you, everything would be alright now"

Jinwoo quickly carried her and put her away from the battle but still inside the cave. "Stay here, okay?"

"What about the battle? I could help-" you said almost after he spoke but ended up getting cut off by him.

"You've already done enough, you are tired, let your body rest now. You did good, thank you for protecting the others. So now please let me protect you." he said as he tucks the strand of hair behind her ear away on her face.

"Be careful...please" you mumbled but still enough to let him hear.

"I will...before that drink this so you can regain your energy back" Jinwoo said as he moved the vial of potion closer to your mouth.

You shake your head. "I don't need it...you have to help Cha...she..she was hit hard and is loosing a lot of blood...she needs this more than me" you said as you catch a glimpse of her body on the ground when Jinwoo carried you over here.

Jinwoo looks at the direction where Cha's body was. The pool of blood around her and the way she breathes...its like she is taking her final breaths slowly and painfully as if any second her heartbeat would stop, which is probably the case. Jinwoo could tell you were worried but he didn't want you worrying about someone else when you need help yourself. And how can he tell you that there is nothing he could do now to help Cha? Her case was hopeless at this point. Even if he gave her the potion for healing and this energy potion, there is no reassurance that it would help to keep her alive and even if it did it will only keep her alive for a few moments. That will only be painful for her because of the wound she has, so basically having another long moment with that will only torture her. Especially since there was no healer who would be able to help with the wound.

But he couldn't tell that to (name)...not now at least especially, when her mind is probably running thousand times a minute.

"(Name) listen to me, alright? You need this, this will help you. If i gave this to Hunter Cha...it will only be pointless and a waste since she wouldn't be able to use it, it wouldn't be worth it." He explains. He told quite the few truth in it, but he knew (name) wouldn't understand what he meant right now.

"h-huh..what do you mea-" "sshh you'll understand later on, just please...please drink this, you are more important to me than anything else" he says softly but with a hint of pleading since he couldn't leave (name) without her drinking this and her being weak because of the fight.

She finally relented and got to drink the potion...slowly her energy was coming back as if she had just taken a good nap and woke up refreshed.

Jinwoo breathes out a sigh of relief. He stood up and said "I'll be back, you can stay here and once you are definitely okay, you can help the others to get out of this cave"

"Would you be alright? " "You trust me right?" "I do" "Then I'll be most definitely be okay"

. . .

The time Jinwoo was fighting off the ant, and the moment you regained your composure and energy completely, you went to the others and helped them out to leave the cave as soon as possible. You don't know what Jinwoo is planning but you trust that no matter what he is thinking about, it would be for the best. And maybe because you were so busy with helping out the injured hunters out, it slip off of your mind about Cha.

You don't know why but Choi seems to be hesitating for some reason, he kept looking back inside where they were earlier. Unbeknownst to you, they didn't get to bring Cha's (dead) body due to they needed to help the other hunters and bringing her body would only be a bothersome, they wouldn't be able to move freely.

The moment everyone left the cave, Jinwoo didn't hold back anymore on fighting.

It took probably a few minutes than expected. But soon Jinwoo was finally seen leaving the cave and after he was a bit away the cave starts crumbling, and soon it was just like a pile of soil.

There was a hint of regret and guilt in Choi and Baek's faces, why? You thought. You look around, seeing the other S Ranks and Hunters...wait a second, where is Cha?...don't tell me...how come you didn't realize sooner?...

You glance at Jinwoo and he was already looking at you when you did. He can tell that you just realized what happened. Of course you would, you were always looking after everyone anyway.

Jinwoo went over to your side. "(Name) come on lets go"

"Jinwoo...we can't...Cha-"

"If you're panning on blaming yourself or anything like that, then no I wont allow you to. Its not your fault and we cant do anything about her situation anymore."

Jinwoo pulled you away as everyone was now walking back to the helicopter as soon as the shadow soldiers returned after finishing all the remaining ants.

. . .

Jinwoo kept comforting you and trying to get your mind off of what happened at the Jeju Island. You shouldn't have been guilty on that when it was not your fault anyway. You even tried your best to save everyone until your body almost gives up.

, , ,

When Jinwoo reassigned shadow soldiers to be on your side, the ant whom Jinwoo defeated at the raid in Jeju who is now called Beru...requested to be by your side, and be one of the soldiers who would have the privilege to protect you. Beru first hand experience your skills and powers and he definitely respected that and you of course. He wanted to spar again sometime. Jinwoo saw the determination in Beru's eyes and the slight twinkling in them, like a child pleading their parent for something they really want and so Jinwoo put Beru on (name)'s shadow.

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[ephemeralinstance]

Why is Rook so uncurious?

I've seen people complain that Veilguard changes Solas' motivations. And that's sort of true, but really it doesn't so much change them as just try really hard not to look at them. All of the things we were shown in previous games about the ongoing and serious harm done by the Veil still remain completely true, it's just that Rook is never allowed to ask or think about any of this stuff. Which is frustrating because it significantly weakens Rook's character: they end up coming off as determinedly ignorant and uncurious.

Take the information we're given about why taking down the Veil is bad - which seems entirely limited to Varric's claim that it would 'drown the world in demons.' Rook is constantly parroting this line, treating Varric as the ultimate authority on the matter. But this claim makes very little sense, because it surely cannot be the case that Solas wants to create a world filled with nothing but demons. From Inquisition we know he's greatly distressed every time a spirit becomes a demon, so that can't possibly be the outcome that he's expecting.

Of course, Solas could be wrong; he's certainly been wrong about many things before and he's not thinking very clearly. But even so, why on earth would we take Varric's word over Solas' here? Solas is an ancient and knowledgeable mage, the only person around who lived before the Veil, and he literally made the Veil. Whereas Varric is not a mage, has never studied magic or spirits, and is canonically frightened of the Fade and spirits: in the Lighthouse he mentions several times that he finds this 'Fade shit' weird. How could he possibly be in a position to know better than Solas about what would happen if the Veil came down?

Maybe I as a player can just accept that because Varric is The Narrator he must be right about all this. But Rook doesn't know that Varric is The Narrator. So it just feels like Rook is either incredibly ignorant or so devoted to Varric that their ability to think for themself has completely shut down. It's such an odd, anti-intellectual, anti-expert framing: don't do research or talk to anyone who has knowledge on the matter, just accept unquestioningly what your friend says.

Equally frustrating is the absence of any critical thinking about Solas' reasons for doing what he's doing. The only thing Varric and Harding tell Rook about this is that Solas is doing it because the ancient world was beautiful, but what does that mean? And is it really plausible that Solas is doing all this just because of aesthetics?

Rook hears Solas say 'The Veil is a wound on the world,' and never once thinks to ask - what did he mean by that? A wound is something that causes harm, that causes pain. What is the Veil harming? What pain is it responsible for? (From previous games we know the answer, of course. It's harming spirits, mages, and perhaps elves. But Rook never bothers to ask Solas, or to ask anyone else, or even to try to think about for themself about it.).

There's a moment right at the very end, where Solas is finally permitted to mention that he's doing this partly for the spirits. But in a perfect encapsulation of their whole dynamic, Rook immediately interrupts him. Doesn't even let him finish his sentence. Rook is so completely confident that they know best for the spirits and that this person who literally was once a spirit couldn't possibly have any insight into the matter.

At the beginning of the game Varric comments that he chose the name 'Rook' because Rook tends to think in straight lines. Which struck me as odd at the time, because 'thinks in straight lines' sounds like Varric is saying Rook isn't very smart. I thought I must have misinterpreted it, because why on earth would you choose to impose as a requirement on all players that their pc must lack critical thinking? But looking back I can see that's kinda exactly what they did, which - maybe they thought it would be more relatable? Still, if you're going to impose a fixed personality on the main character of a game, it's baffling to me that you would pick 'absence of critical thinking' as one of their main features.

[coke-whore]

billy x slasher reader, she only kills guys. and lets say she ends up getting caught by him in the woods or something after sneaking off with a guy at a party.

she’s like “what are you doing here?”

and he’s like no, “what are YOU doing here?” 🤨

he ofc notices the blood, the gloves, the corpse on the ground. when reader showed up into town he took minimal interest in her, she was pretty but she had nothing that peaked his interest. he had more important things to worry abt. well now she was visibly panicking and he’s amused.

he NEVER expected this of all things. how long was this going on? was that the reason so many guys had gone missing recently only to turn up dead? only for the killings to be blamed on him and stu? reader was clever he had to admit, going to an area like this. allowing the blame to fall on them. and now that she looks like she’s abt to charge at him— he decides to make things a lil interesting and let her in on his plan.

also i like tagging requests with emojis anytime i send asks so ppl know who it’s from. ^^ is it okay if i do that? if so ill use a 🍒 !

yes ofc! btw srry for the doing this so late, life has been HECTIC.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

- Billy Loomis 𝓍 fem!reader

𝜗𝜚 - billy loomis x fem!reader

𝜗𝜚 - story (possible multi part)

𝜗𝜚 - mentions of death & gore, blood, stabbing, killing

ღ - a/n: The title is so Jennifer Check

𝜗𝜚 - navigation requests are open

word count: 1,349

The sound of music playing in the background gradually faded into a muffled thump as you made your way further and further into the woods behind none other than Stu Macher’s house. Stu always did throw the best parties; at least that’s what you managed to grasp from the minimal time you had spent in Woodsboro.  

Growing up with a parent whose job involved moving from state to state all the time meant learning how to navigate your way through each school. It was difficult at first of course with all the anxiety of making new friends and the guilt of not being able to keep in touch with them and blah, blah, blah, but over time you came to realize how fucking similar everyone was. There was always that one group of popular kids who were straight up assholes, the group of nerdy, geeky people, the smart kids who would die if they ever got anything besides an A, the stoner kids, and everyone else who were essentially just background characters. 

And there were always, always, copies of various people regardless of the school you found yourself in. For example, you would find yourself in conversation with a blonde-haired girl who talked exactly like this one brunette you knew but could not be bothered to remember the name of, and they might have had contrasting appearances, but holy shit were they the same exact person. It really serves as a reminder that people aren’t as ‘individual’ and ‘special’ as they think they are.  

Apart from realizing the simplicity and naivety of people, you had also come to realize guys are such immature, brainless pieces of shit. Especially teenage boys. It was like the moment they reach puberty all they can think about is getting their dick wet. You had no space to even begin to judge them for being horny. I mean who doesn’t like a good fuck every now and then. But the way a portion of them spoke about women as if they were objects had you physically reeling. It was disgusting, the way they could easily engage in conversation about a girl as if they were some trinket they were considering buying at the mall.  

You could not let that slide. You just couldn’t. You wouldn’t. What type of feminist would you be if you just stood around without taking action.  

Some people might call what you are doing just a tad bit over dramatic. But you always had loved theatrics and if anything, everything you did – are doing – would be in vain if it was not at the very least a little entertaining. Your target audience would expect nothing less. 

The rustle of leaves brings you back to reality as you smile at the green eyed blonde you had tied up against a tree. “Listen, honey, it’s nothing personal – really, it isn’t, it’s just,” you crouch down in front of him with a sigh, rubbing your thumb across his cheek in a soothing manner, “you’re such a fucking manwhore.” Your smile turns into a sneer as the last part falls from your mouth. Propping yourself up from your current crouching position you stretch with your hands clasped above your head until you feel the soothing burn as your back pops. “Now,” you clasp your hands together with a grin “for the main event!”  

You hum “California Dreamin’” to yourself as you open the duffle bag you had hidden under a pile of leaves beforehand. You gasp and turn to face the petrified guy with a broad smile. “Oh my god that is so ironic.” you gushed as you placed your hands on your hip. You bit your lip stifling a laugh. “Get it ‘cause the lyrics – y'know it’s about leaves and shit.” you snickered before pouting when you realized all the blonde was doing was staring up at you as his face got paler as the seconds ticked by. “Tough crowd” you muttered rolling your eyes, swiftly turning your back to get the hunting knife and garbage bags tucked in your bag.  

“Alrighty then,” you beamed “time to slice ‘n dice” the leaves crunched under the weight of your boots as you leisurely made your way in front of the alarmed guy. He squirmed away as best he could, shouting muffled protests as the blade in your hand made its way to his neck. “It’s a shame, really – “you said with a tone of mock pity “you’re so pretty but alas, you were just too easy.” you sighed fiddling with your knife. “All I did was flash you a candy smile and you took the bait, hook, line and sinker.”  

Smoke left Billy’s mouth as he finished his cigarette, crushing it under his boot on the porch of Stu’s house. He made his way back into the chaotic party accidently bumping into someone in the process. “Oh my goodness I am so sorry.” you apologized before hastily grabbing onto the guy you were presumably about to leave with. “I’m such a klutz when I’m tipsy” you giggled before getting dragged off by John? Josh? Whatever his fucking name was.  

Billy had seen you around school a few times, you both shared an AP English class, and you always made an appearance at parties like these. But ever since you showed up guys had been dropping dead like flies. He wouldn’t have usually minded aside from a couple curious thoughts but whoever it was that was going on this killing spree was fucking up his plans. The last thing he needed was for ‘Ghostface’ to be suspected of all these murders. And he had a sneaking suspicion that you were connected somehow.  

So, of course, like any rational person, he followed you when you took your boy toy into the woods. Oh, and was he treated with a surprise.  

You were humming to yourself as you began disposing of a body that had multiple stab wounds littered across it. He could not help the cheshire grin that made its way across his face as he watched you discard everything step by step as if it was a routinely business of yours. 

“Cute hobby” he crowed grinning that God awful ‘Billy Loomis’ esque smile. “You do this often or... –?” You whipped your head towards the sound of his voice so fast you could have sworn your neck nearly snapped off. Headless horseman was not the look you were going for. 

Billy Loomis. Billy motherfucking Loomis. You internally screamed your lungs out because how was he standing here. Well, you knew how he obviously followed you, but why? You bumped into him leaving the party, and he saw whatshisname trailing along beside you like a puppy and thought ‘oh free porn’ or some dumb bullshit? There was no possible way you would be able to play this off. There is a dead body directly next to you, the hunting knife you used had your prints all over it and you had splotches of blood beginning to soak into the soft material of your shirt leaving small crimson red dots.  

‘So, what now?’ 

“What are you doing here?” you asked in an accusatory tone as you continued to spiral further not in the least bit prepared for this situation. He chuckled, taking a few steps forward as the maroon leaves that filled the forest floor crunched beneath his feet. “I could ask you the same thing.” 

Tension fills the air and the only noise that can be heard is the quiet ‘thump, thump, thump’ of music in the background save for the occasional hoot of an owl. You are visibly shaken by Billy’s sudden and unwanted appearance while he looks indifferent. The scent of cheap beer and cigarette’s fill your nostrils as he edges closer, and you contemplate gutting him and making it look like a Ghostface killing. 

“This is usually the part where you run.” you squint at him, narrowing your eyes while he tilts his head with a faint smile as though you had said something amusing. “I gotta give you credit,” he says completely ignoring your remark, “coming to this shithole and letting the blame fall on ‘Ghostface’ is pretty clever.” “Is it?” you questioned rhetorically, tightening the grip on your blade. He seems to notice as his eyes flick towards the sharp object but carries on with his little speech. “Mhm, yeah, it is. And before you come charging at me with that thing why don’t we... have a chat.” 

You eyed the boy suspiciously doubt flickering across your features. “A chat...?” He turned towards you with a wicked smile.  

“I have a proposition.” 

[lemotmo]

I just watched 911 8x12!

I really liked it. It didn’t go as hard as the previous three episodes, but it had so many small subtle and interesting Buddie details that make me salivate!

Here are some of my thoughts in no specific order:

The call about the pizza guy and his car was hilarious. I loved the guy and how good Buck and Chim were together in those scenes. But Athena? Come on! You are a clever woman! How could you be so stupid as to park your police car right under a car that is about to fall?

Then the Maddie storyline. I screamed out loud when she dreamed that her throat was slashed again! 😬

I love how they actually showed Maddie having some trauma after what she went through. Her talk with Athena was great and the way she got her voice back? Again, because of the love for her child? Really good. It was also very sweet how Chimney supported her in everything and I’m glad those two have found each other.

This leads me directly into the Eddie storyline, because just like Maddie he had someone there to support him. 😏

We now know that Eddie has been in Texas for three weeks, which is good to know. I like how he didn’t get the job at that El Paso fire house, because then he would have been stuck for real, giving the Captain his word like that. Now we know for sure he’ll be back soon.

I like how we get a parallel to Eddie in Maddie’s first call. That kid called 911 for his father and because the building was on fire. He told Maddie that his dad had just moved to LA for a job. I mean, that is so on the nose. And who swoops in to save them? Buck and Ravi, with Buck actually picking up the boy. Listen, I love Chris, but I’m thinking he’ll be involved in something big this season and Buck will be there to save him and possibly even Eddie. It was such an interesting parallel to the tsunami arc as well. Something is happening to the Diaz family and Buck will save them. 🙂‍↕️

I’m kinda sad that we missed that first meeting between Eddie and Chris, but I love how we can clearly see that Chris is doing okay and he’s ready to forgive his dad.

I still hate Helena though.🙄 The way she subtly undermined Eddie’s agency as a parent in that first scene with the PS5. It was so annoying. I love how his dad obviously seems to realise that his son is trying his best and that his wife is out of line. I think we’ll get a confrontation between Eddie and his mom next episode and his dad will take Eddie’s side.

The way Eddie becomes ‘Edmundo’ when he’s in Texas is so painful as well. That’s why I’m so happy that Buck is always there to call him by his real name: Eddie.

Whatever happened to the robbery at the store? We saw that in those stills, didn't we? Did they cut it?

Eddie as an Uber driver was a good idea, because then he can give up his job anytime to go back to LA. It’s obvious he is trying hard, but he doesn’t like it at all. When he was yapping to all those people? I laughed out loud. How did he not realise that was not a good idea? You know how married couples sometimes take over personality traits from each other? Well he got the nervous yapping from Buck, no doubt. It was such a Buck thing to do. 😋

I hate how alone he seems to be, which again is counteracted by his lifeline to Buck.

I like how Chris found out about his dad being a driver and I love how he is now old enough to not hold it against him and realise his dad is trying hard to do right by him. He gave back the PS5. I mean, that says enough. That last hug. I cried so hard when that happened.😭

Then the whole Buddie of it all. The show could have just shown us Eddie’s struggles in El Paso, him disconnected from everyone in LA. Instead they specifically showed us his connection to Buck. He didn’t call anyone else! If he did they didn’t show us. But they thought they needed to show us the Buddie calls? Come on! They are laying it on so thick right now. I love it!

Buck casually cooking while talking to Eddie? Telling him he can’t come back, because he knows that Eddie will be miserable without Chris? He knows his husband so well. Buck would love Eddie to come back, but he knows he would never be happy without his son. I mean… remember Josh’s speech? Are his concerns your concerns? Is his happiness as important as yours?

We are seeing ALL of that right now! They are tying these two together in a distinctly non-friendship kind of way.

Buck is shown to have his back. He tells him to talk to Chris after the kid found out about his dad’s real job. He knows that Eddie internalizes everything and he knows what Eddie is going to try to avoid the 'talk' and what he needs to do. HE KNOWS HIM so well! Just like Eddie KNOWS Buck so well. They keep showing us this deep understanding and trust between them.

The amount of times Eddie said 'Buck' in this episode as well... I should probably watch again and count it. But it was very noticable.

And then they parallel this with Madney and how deep they support each other. I mean… this is like watching a Buddie fanfiction come to life. They are showing us these two have each other’s back, no matter what happens or where they are. I love how they are telling us their story right now.

A few more random things from this episode:

Eddie selling his car and calling it ‘sexy’? Really? How interesting. 🤭

No Diaz sisters! I’m so sad! 😭

I loved that girl who told Eddie to shut up and gave him some good Uber driver tips!

The PS5 was a nice gesture, but you can’t buy love like that. I’m glad both Eddie and Chris realized it.

LOL! Hot gal and guy were only there to make out in the car. I'm sure the actress has all the ins and outs about the 911 characters. *sarcasm* 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

The puke and Eddie cleaning it up sent me. Eddie! You are a father, firefighter and medic and you are disgusted by some vomit? Come on dude! Woman up!

I love how they casually mentioned that Bobby will always have Eddie’s job in LA lined up for him if he decides to come back. It’ll make things a lot easier when he gets back. We already know where this is going right?

As for next week. Hen becoming a hostage on that bus with a crazy knife guy? And again no sign of Eddie’s storyline? Colour me intrigued. 🤔

[ajastu]

good morning. i still cant get over that fucking 'wanton massacre' post from yesterday

Like, don't get me wrong. I do agree that it would be interesting to revisit the whole architect plotline n maybe explore some more the consequences of darkspawn being able to be 'awakened'.

but oh my god. im going to chew this bone a little bit, as a treat

There are a lot of reasons why this take, worded like it is, is bad. Nothing against OP, obviously, i just want to put my thoughts into words. for funsies. this is enrichment in my enclosure

First of all. we do have to establish that this is a game we're talking about, and games have to conform to certain requirements for the sake of gameplay design. Having darkspawn as an enemy has been a staple of the franchise for as long as it existed, and so there is nothing 'weird as hell' with the fact that veilguard continues that trend.

Now, if we talk about purely just the lore, not looking at gameplay...there is a huge difference between a darkspawn and someone who is tranquil. The main one being: tranquil people do not try to kill other people on sight. They are also not able to infect someone else with the blight. And, if we look at the definition of 'wanton' in this context...

The lore never presented non-awakened darkspawn as harmless or able to be reasoned with. It has also never presented the tranquil as a danger to other people.

So, killing the tranquil? that Would be a wanton massacre. Killing the darkspawn? I'm afraid that's just self defense.

The fact remains that it takes a certain process done by a certain guy (The Architect) to 'awaken' a darkspawn. Even if he could teach someone else to perform the ritual, we are still talking about the few vs however fuckoff many darkspawn there are in the world. Not to mention, it is not guaranteed that the awakened darkspawn will even choose to remain peaceful, as was the case with The Mother in awakening.

And the existence of The Architect and his group of peaceful darkspawn isn't even common knowledge in Thedas.

So, even if the game did decide to go into all that and maybe pursue the avenue of awakening the darkspawn etc etc etc....what should the people of Thedas do in the meantime? Because that will not be a quick and easy process. And the darkspawn are not going to just stand patiently in line to The Architect's Awakening Kiosk.

Again, I do agree that it could be a fun story to explore. It would also be a whole another game that will require a completely different plot direction, and it is kind of unreasonable and unfair to present this as a failure on veilguard's part. For a story to be coherent, it has to follow a certain thread and theme, and that becomes even more strict and difficult to navigate in an rpg game like dragon age, which has to account for different player choices.

Hell, even some of the choices we are presented with in veilguard could mean wildly different outcomes for the state of the world (keep archive or not, return griffons to the grey wardens or not...even taash's quest-line, while not making you choose that particular aspect directly, has very different implications for the future of the antaam). And i honestly don't know how easy it would be to navigate if we do, by some divine miracle, get da5 one day.

It is similar to the criticism of "well why couldn't we choose to tear the veil down!". There is a story that needs to be told, and it needs to account for a lot of player choices, and so something as radically world-altering as tearing down the veil simply cannot exist in the canon of the franchise. It will lead to two completely different games down the line. there was only ever going to be one choice possible: either keep the veil, or destroy it. Not both.

And, arguably, veilguard actually opens the door to the possibility of exploring a different side of darkspawn with the ending where you convince solas to bind himself to the veil.

'I cannot kill the blight, but i can help to soothe it's anger'

Like, you see what im saying here? This could be argued as a possible beginning to the reform of how the blight works, generally. So, instead of relying on one guy to awaken all the darkspawn, perhaps the blight itself would let them 'awaken' on their own once it's sufficiently soothed. Of course, this is all theory and speculation and just a fun thought exercise etc etc etc, but it's the best shot for the possibility of exploring this topic properly in-game. Not that i think that this is the direction that will be chosen necessarily, but you know. nothing is certain at this point.

IN CONCLUSION, I think that this once again comes down to how people let their disappointment over a game not meeting their expectations cloud their judgement. If you think about it without letting your emotions control the narrative, it is quite reasonable that veilguard would not be exploring the darkspawn awakening aspect of the lore. There's just no space for it in the narrative that was required. Hell, they obviously had to cut it as much as they possibly could afford to, thanks to the development hell the team was put through. Exploring this plotline in a way that would do it justice would have been impossible in the game, and it would have cheapened both this concept AND the overall narrative.

Criticizing veilguard for this is similar to criticizing, i don't know, a cheese store not selling your favorite candy. Not the best metaphor, but you know.

It could be a fun discussion. It could be a fun project, to really sit down and work out the logistics of this whole thing. It could become a creative endeavor, but instead it's used as a way to dunk on datv for no reason, and i just think that's a fucking shame

[maxdibert]

Well, it's interesting that you say this because:

My great-grandfather was almost executed after spending a year in a fascist prison and being sentenced to death for political reasons. My grandfather ended up in a French concentration camp after fleeing at the end of our civil war—he was 18 when they put him in the camp. Two years later, they took him from there to the Nazi concentration camp of Mauthausen.

Both of my parents—each on their own—were part of political groups in their youth, leftist groups in a far-right dictatorship. They had trouble with the police because of this, and the political police were no joke, I’m sure you understand. I myself was involved in political groups from the age of 15 to 22, actively engaged groups, and I’ve had my own clashes with neo-Nazi and far-right groups.

If you’re going to lecture someone using the "guerrilla warrior" fallacy, unfortunately, I’m the worst possible person for that to work on.

As someone with a family that lived through a civil war, I can tell you that many people who fight in wars don’t do it out of conviction but out of obligation. Choosing a side often doesn’t depend on you but on which side your town falls under. And privileged people always have it much easier, whether they’re on one side or the other.

This is something that anyone from a society truly devastated by war knows. My parents grew up in antifascist environments—of course, they followed antifascist groups. That was the logical thing to do. They had the means, the education, and the support. I joined antifascist groups in high school, and that doesn’t make you a hero, especially when you have a safety net to fall back on.

A cop cracked my head open when I was 17 and got arrested for protesting outside a school—was that heroic? Well, when you have parents who could walk into the police station with an excellent lawyer and the resources to cover everything, no, it wasn’t that heroic. Heroism is getting up every day, surviving without resources or support, and making it through however you can.

The one who doesn’t understand what they’re talking about is you because it’s clear you have no idea how political activism works beyond the internet. You’ve never had to deal with legal accusations of that nature. If you had been involved in politics, you would have realized that most of the so-called "heroes of the people" are actually nepo babies or middle-class individuals—because they’re the ones who can afford the luxury and privilege of being arrested, getting beaten up, or skipping classes for a strike. And if you don’t understand something as basic as that, then don’t talk about what you don’t know, because with every word you say, you only make yourself look more ignorant and like someone with zero real-life experience on the matter.

I would have loved to see you alone in a clash with a group of neo-Nazis. I have been in clashes with neo-Nazis, and I’m not going to wear a medal for it because it’s not something praiseworthy. It’s what was expected of someone like me and what my position as a relatively privileged person allowed me to do. The one who had to apply for two scholarships just to go to university and still work to afford rent wasn’t out there fighting neo-Nazis, but they had far more merit than those of us who were.

Your view of politics is purely social-democratic—pure social liberalism. You have no class consciousness, you don’t understand the roots of systemic problems, and you don’t even bother to be self-aware about them. Your discourse comes from a place of privilege, and honestly, it’s embarrassing.

Isn’t that funny that Snape stans are obsessed w James as much as Snape himself was obsessed with him

[livewireprojects]

Weird hibernation AU idea

Saw some talk about Sonic hibernating in the Sonadow tag & got this weird idea to connect the idea of Sonic going into hibernation with my favorite thing.(Making Sonic immortal/live as long as Shadow lives so they won't be separated)

I haven't really put much thought into it past the idea that something happens(mostly Sonic absorbing a shit ton of chaos energy) & it effects him. Everyone is worried(especially Shadow) cause he seems off & has been eating a lot before just one day someone finds him unconscious. Everyone is worried but then learn he's in some kind of hibernation state & his body is dealing with whatever happened.(This admittedly sounds more like he's in a healing coma)

Takes a few months before Sonic wakes up but he eventually comes out of his coma/hibernation feeling better/healed(if he had any injuries before hand). Everyone is relieved & wonder if he's ok despite Sonic seeming perfectly fine now.(Not to mention the fact he was asleep for a long time) Eventually something leads to Tails or someone giving Sonic a checkup & realizing he's like Shadow now. After that it's kind of just Sonic coming to terms with things & Sonadow.

Ironically I only originally imagined the first paragraph & got the idea for the second one while typing.

Some more ideas to add in depends on if Shadow & Sonic are already in a relationship or if they end up in one at some point during this story/idea.

In the idea were Shadow is in a relationship with Sonic, maybe before all this Shadow had some worries about losing Sonic since he'll outlive Sonic.(Or maybe thinks about it due to Sonic going into hibernation) Depending on their relationship(like how far into it are they? Are they dating? Married? Dating & at that point were they decided to move in together?) Sonic is likely being kept at Shadow's place during his hibernation. Shadow is likely really clingy once Sonic finally wakes up. After learning about Sonic's new condition the two likely talk things out & Shadow helps Sonic deal with his new condition & any possible new issues cause of it.

In the idea were Shadow isn't in a relationship with Sonic.(At least not yet) Shadow & Sonic might be thinking about their feelings but haven't said anything, maybe Shadow is in denial who knows. When Sonic ends up hibernating maybe it leads to Shadow thinking about his feelings or something during the hibernation made him think about it. Maybe Shadow thinks about it after Sonic recovers but either way the hibernation led to Shadow having to think over/possibly come to terms with any feelings for Sonic he has. Shadow ends up growing close to Sonic while helping him recover/deal with his new condition & the two end up bonding as tie goes on. They talk things out & prepare for whatever the future holds as well as their new relationship.

I ended up having a lot of maybes for how Shadow & Sonic's relationship could have started in the version were they weren't together yet. Maybe Shadow confesses to Sonic after he wakes up & they start a relationship before learning about Sonic's condition because thinking things over led Shadow realizing he should accept living in the moment & try to have a relationship with Sonic while he's still there. Maybe Shadow ends up in a relationship with Sonic after helping Sonic deal with the aftermath of learning his new condition thanks to growing close while dealing with everything. I got carried away but had a few ideas of the many possibilities for their relationship starting.

Admittedly the version were they aren't together yet could also work in a version were they are together but it's early in so Shadow would have time to think about his relationship with his new boyfriend.(Like they've known each other for a long time, they're finally together & now he wonders if this is the guy he wants to spend the rest of Sonic's life with) I dunno if Sonic could stay at his place since it's early in but Shadow is dating him so he could be trusted to keep an eye on him. By the time Sonic wakes up Shadow has come to terms with the idea of allowing their relationship to get more serious in the future & live the rest of Sonic's life with him. Like with the not in a relationship ver Shadow & Sonic bond over Shadow helping Sonic with the aftermath, maybe at some point they talk about the future & accept their relationship getting more serious as time goes on.(I'm typing this as if they accepted the idea of trying to date but not sure if it will turn serious or they'll eventually move on but stay friends/allies then bonding together helped them realize they want to have a serious relationship after all)

Also kind of imagine Sonic having some struggles since I typed a lot for Shadow. Sonic is likely struggling with the idea he'll eventually outlive everyone. He's also worried about how his powers/anything else caused by his new immortal condition might effect him. He has a lot of worries & probably struggles to deal with it or talks things out with Tails/someone else at some point before eventually Shadow helps/talks to him.

I also kind of imagine Sonic is nervous about relationships because he fears he'll cause someone to get hurt thanks to being connected to him.(Took some convincing start up the relationship in the version were Shadow & Sonic are early into the relationship & maybe in the ver were they're already committed) Maybe in one version he's dealt with relationship issues so worries Shadow might not want to be with him at some point & Shadow eventually helps him accept that Shadow won't get bored of him/leave him after some time.

I dunno how to type this & it's 4:15am(I wanted to get this finished with before going to bed). I guess Shadow is dealing with his relationship with Sonic & helping Sonic out while Sonic is also dealing with his relationship with Shadow as well as coming to terms with losing his mortality, outliving everyone & dealing with new challenges to his life.

I guess by the end Shadow & Sonic are a committed couple, Sonic while still struggling has come to terms with the changes in his life & is finally accepting enjoying the present time again since he kept worrying about the future.(Tails, Knuckles & the others are important to him & part of his life so he doesn't know what he's going to do when everything is eventually over/gone)

I am rambling way too much, I'm going to bed.

Edit: I came back to this after getting some sleep

Someone mentioned animalistic mobian headcanons, I like adding animal traits(like purring & grooming fur to be affectionate) on occasion but the hibernation thing was meant to be an one time thing. Sonic just ended up in a hibernation state as a way to recover from something whatever made him become like Shadow.

It did make me imagine something related to this. Sonic possibly needing an inhibitor collar or inhibitor rings at some point because there were moments when he mistakenly drained himself quickly of energy. Sonic is able to do things within his limits but there were times that led to draining himself of extra energy he didn’t know about.(Caused by his new condition) It leads to Sonic ending up in a hibernation state again & scaring everyone until they learn his chaos energy levels are causing him to hibernate until they get back to an acceptable level.

Tails & Shadow talk to him about it after he wakes up again(they had enough chaos emeralds around to end his hibernation early & have chaos drives on hand now) before working on an inhibitor device to help prevent him from draining himself into another hibernation state. It takes some time getting use to them & Shadow having to check Sonic or having to track him down to put them on for Sonic to finally start getting in the habit of putting them on in the morning if he decides to remove them or just sleep with them on like Shadow does with his own.

Also kind of adorable to imagine Sonic during some of his hibernation states getting groomed by Shadow who is cuddling him. Maybe during some of times were Sonic ends up hibernation again especially due to low chaos energy levels Shadow is cuddling him in a pillow & blanket nest(I’m a sucker for nesting) & grooming Sonic’s fur while a chaos drive & the emerald Shadow keeps on hand are near by to help Sonic recover some energy while resting. Just the two being relaxed/comfy while Sonic recovers.

[blazinghotfoggynights]

There is so much going on this season

A- Eddie did not need to buy that death trap he calls a house and move to El Paso. All he needed was a week and Buck to help drive. Go down there, tell Christopher he can hate you, but he will be doing it in LA, and tell the Devil...er Diaz parents if they don't butt out, you will cut them completely out of your life. Threaten restraining orders if you have to.

We all know Buck is a mess but Eddie is probably worse. The man has blown his life up how many times in the past two seasons? He did so because he lacks impulse control. He acts without thinking. He immediately goes to the most ridiculous course of action possible.

Eddie is just as, and I say MORE, messed up than Buck. He just hides it.

Didn't Eddie go to our favorite golden retriever disaster for advice and a pep talk? Exactly. Advice? From Buck?

B- That is huge. Why? Eddie Diaz, war hero and guy who has his shit together, is his totally messed up, out of order, confused, all over the place self in front of Buck. No one else in the 118 has a clue how mess that man's life is. But he doesn't hide it from Buck. He wouldn't even let Shannon see him break, but he doesn't hide from Buck that he is already broken.

C- Food and couches. Eddie and Buck. Even I can't deny it now.

D- It makes sense that Buck will not consciously admit he feels something for Eddie. Why? Everyone he has loved has left. I know this is crazy, but it's Buck, so his logic is illogical. If he doesn't love Eddie, Eddie will not stay gone. He won't lose him.

E- Buck admitted to having feelings for Eddie without knowing he admitted it. Freudian slips are real, yall. "I don't have to sleep with everyone I have feelings for and I don't have to have feelings for everyone I sleep with."

That idiot didn't even realize he was saying he has had feelings for someone but didn't act on them, but will jump into situationships with people without feeling anything for them. That second part is all his damn relationships on the show! Abby was just after he lost Devon. Allie was convenient and met during a tense moment and after just meeting Eddie. Taylor was after Eddie was shot. Tommy was after Eddie began dating Marisol AND Eddie began focusing on Tommy.

F- Buck telling Eddie he has to stay could have two reasons. Buck wants Eddie to be with his son. Buck also needs time to make sure he doesn't have feelings for Eddie.

G- You think this is a coincidence?

Eddie is bookended by his son and Buck who look similar. Buck and Christopher happen to be wearing almost identical colors? Look at the lighting. Eddie is in a darkened environment but Buck is surrounded by light and his background is home. It was like that every time in this episode. Eddie is calling his light and his home. But Eddie is not well.

H- Which leads me to this one. Mentally stable people do not quit their jobs without having another, buy a dump without seeing it in person, sink all their money into that dump, sell their truck to buy a used heap (isn't that the check engine flashing?) and drive for Uber. They also don't buy PS5s when they are broke to try to buy their child's love when they could have simply told Mommy and Daddy to get out of their house and their child to go be mad in his room. Edmundo Diaz is having a mental crisis and has been for a long time. I believe Buck subconsciously knows but he doesn't want to admit it. In his eyes Eddie is perfect and he won't let anything taint that image, BUT he will do everything in his power to keep that man happy and help him get better.

I- You know? Like you do when you love someone. What have the 118 said about love? Now look at these two. Seeing someone at their worst and loving them anyway? It means stepping into their mess?

Hmm. 🤔

J- It's only platonic because Buck did not know he was bi and Eddie thinks he is straight. They just didn't know. That happens. It isn't always repression or lying. Sometimes you don't know what you don't know.

But let's see if Minear is setting the stage for Buddie or, the only other option, the biggest queerbaiting in the history of television.

[with-my-murder-flute]

Hanu Olgarezh: Notes and headcanons

I just finished The Tomb of Dragons for the second time, and have kneaded my thoughts into a ball of dough

Origins and Job

From Ezho; is one of five children

His being Ezheise is notable enough for Thara and Zhodeän Parmorin to each note it with a bit of surprise

Has been with the Principate Guard for less than a year

Got hired partly because the Guard is "desperately short-handed" and "need officers so badly"

Volunteers to guard Thara when he returns from Cetho

Trusted enough he gets pulled from guarding Thara to arrest Coralis Clunethar

My thoughts:

I suspect that, like Thara, Prince Orchenis trusts him specifically because he is not Amaleise. Amalo sounds like a deeply corrupt city, where previous generations of aristocracy seemed to scorn actual governance as far beneath them, the religious authorities didn't find social causes profitable enough, and capitalist monopolies basically did whatever the hell they wanted. So Orchenis is bringing in these outsiders to take key roles in the city because they are less likely to have strong prevailing loyalties that get in the way of his plan of justice

This makes Hanu going to arrest Coralis make extra sense; Coralis is a child of the ruling house, has grown up with the expectation of inheriting the principate constantly dangled in front of him, and has had years to curry favour with anyone who's anyone. In that case, the person you can trust most would be the relative outsider, someone Coralis hasn't had an opportunity to sink hooks into.

Military History

Described as in his early forties, pale skin, light orange eyes, "with the crow’s feet of a man who spent a great deal of time squinting against sunlight."

Recently left the Army after a 20-year hitch, partly because being mixed-race interfered with his career progression, and partly because he felt that serving on the Anmur'theileian sucked and the war against the Nazhmorhathveras was unending and stupid

My Thoughts

I wonder whether/how much this man has interacted with:

Captain Verer Orthema

Who was the Anmur'theileian's commander for many years and married the daughter of the mayor of Vorenzhessar, a town in the western badlands

Has enough goblin ancestry to have a silver sheen to his skin and black hair, and says he has been called an "abomination" for it more than once

Unclear exactly when his service on the Evressai steppes ended, since he says that he considered Varinechebel a friend and cared for him deeply, but always disapproved of his treatment of Maia

Orthema is from eastern Thu-Tetar, which is on the opposite side of the elflands from the Evressai Steppes, and I really don't think they're related, although it's also hard to tell because Ezho was founded during the reign of Maia's grandfather thanks to a gold rush, so the Olgarezheise could theoretically have come from anywhere

But Hanu would have been several years into his army service by the time Chenelo died, so it's not at all impossible for him and Orthema to have overlapped for some years there

I guess I'm thinking about this so much because Thara seems headed right back to the Untheileneise Court with Hanu in tow, and I think about what that might be like for Hanu. He could be a complete outsider, but on the other hand, he might be comfortable with Captain Orthema, maybe even have been recommended to Prince Orchenis by him or another member of the Untheileneise Guard, and have his own niche to hang out in.

Also, Captain Orthema is described as a knight of Anmura, and talks about some other people serving in the Anmur'theileian as "our fellow knights" so now I'm all 👀 about Hanu's possible knightly status

Public... relations

So, there's this bit that haunts me:

“That cannot have been your first ghoul hunt,” he said. “No, I quieted several when I was the prelate of Aveio.” “Aveio?” “It is a small town in the prairies south of the Evressa. I can tell you nothing to recommend it,” I said, thinking of Evru—and of the coil of Evru’s hair in my room in the Amal’theileian. I had put that strand of his hair in Lenet Athmaza’s charm mostly as camouflage in case anyone asked, but now it was, ironically, quite genuine. “But it was good practice for ghoul hunting.” “Yes, should one wish to take that up as a hobby,” he said dryly. “It has proved useful,” I said. “Without that, the dragon would probably have shredded me.” “True enough. I…” He cocked his head. “I hear running water. Come on.”

And when thinking about geography, I think about Orthema saying, that the Nazhmorhathveras "will consider the towns of the badlands [like Vorenzhessar) as no more than prey, as they did before the Anmur’theileian was built"

And look, here's a detail from the map Christian Stiehl did of the Ethuveraz with Monette's/Addison's help as Witness for the Dead was being written:

So Vorenzhessar, which is on the other side of a mountain range from the steppes, was the frequent target of Evressai raids? And Aveio is a similar distance away, in a place where the Evresartha is slow and silty enough to produce dramatic meanders, but with flat prairie to ride across?

I'll say it. Weld a tin hat to my head, but I'll say it: Hanu would absolutely already know where Aveio is. Thara describes it as a ghost town with more graves than people, and says he was a rare commodity as someone who could quiet ghouls, which makes me think about what had to be done if the ghouls couldn't be quieted. Would burning them with fire be the kind of thing the army could be roped into helping with?

I'm left looking at that little trailing "I..." wondering if Hanu had known that there was a Witness vel ama in Aveio for a while.

If he heard about the scandal that befell him

If he was possibly about to put two and two together, or confess that he already had

Or had the tact to shut up about it just in time

Just, y'know. Things I wonder about.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Second batch regarding general relationships and that's it for them.

Other relationships with Cyborg Mark featuring the guardians, William, and possibly reader.

1. How does his relationship with the guardians differ from the canon?

So, we already know Cyborg Mark does not like or trust the GDA, government, etc (for obvious reasons). Nor does he really trust the guardians or Robot either. We also know he's at least civil with like Eve, Rex, and the other guardians (even if he's annoyed at their attempts to recruit him) when it comes to working together on occasion even if there's no actual friendship between them bc it couldn't develop during the time he was recovering and all that.

But is there something more to it, how do they (Eve, Rex, literally anyone from guardians or as a collective) feel about Mark, etc?

2. How differently does William appear in this universe?

we know he dropped out of college to take care of Mark. He's a very caring guy, determined, and all. But is there more to his character on that note?

3. If I was to write an x reader fic with this man, how would Cyborg Mark meet/know the reader in your opinion?

I know, this question is very diverse when it comes to the answer(s) and scenarios, so on. However, I'd regardless love to know what you think of it, if you have an opinion over it.

Personally, I think if they did not already know each other (childhood friend cliche, same friend group guy, or a classmate from school he friended, etc, etc), it could be possible he met the reader through vigilantism? (either reader being another vigilante or possibly a "back alley support mechanic" for vigilantes at night; a guy who worked on other vigilante's tech and weapons for money, or even made them, etc.) Or maybe, William had a hand in that and introduced them to each other if he managed to find (or meet) the guy (reader) from somewhere.

4. Is there any other relationships you'd like to mention that are different from the canon mark's for Cyborg Mark? His behavior with general civilians, etc.

I can't really remember many of the side character names anymore ToT. So it's kinda free space if you want to talk about related stuff that didn't come up with the other questions lol.

By any means, feel free to skip any question you wish, be as detailed or vague as you want, etc. :3

Cyborg Mark Grayson questions

More questions, here I go.

I had a lot of fun answering these ngl, maybe its cuz i got to talk about William.

Question 1 

Like you stated, Mark doesn't trust the GDA, the government, or Robot. The GDA and government, for obvious reasons. And Robot, because the guy wants to dissect Mark and learn how his cyber parts work, ya know? 

I think most of their relationships is distant in the way coworkers are, though some would look down at him for killing when needed, even if its hypercritical (like, Kate for example). 

Most of them pity him, they all saw what happened to him in one way or another, and it would result in Eve trying to actually be his friend. Amanda and Rae would be polite and be like “hey, if you need someone to talk too”, to leave the door open. Rex is kind of a dick, but he's like, a nice dick. Like, he leaves the door open if Mark needs it, but he doesn't search him out or anything, though this might be more after his whole character development. 

The most surprising relationship would be The Immortal. Immortal has that whole thing where he says Mark is just like his dad in the show, but in this universe he feels more... what should I call it? It's not paternal, but, protective? 

I think its more that he saw just how badly Nolan hurt him, how he tore Mark apart like Nolan did the guardians and so many people. He sees how Mark carries all this strength and how he has nobody, and Immortal recognizes himself. Immortal isn't a very emotional guy, but he does hover a bit at the edges.  

I like to think that sometimes they just stand or sit together after missions in silence, just to sit with someone who might understand, even if its just a little. 

Question 2 

Well, for one, he drops out of college. It leads to him and his parents having a bit of a falling out, since they don't actually know why. Maybe he makes up some fake story that he and Mark dropped out to “travel cross country and discover themselves and enjoy their youth” 

Whilst William is not an expert, he still starts learning a lot about the human body and rehabilitation to help Mark and Debbie. He learns a whole lot about prosthetics, healing both physically and mentally, so on and so forth. In the future I think he would become a doctor or nurse who focuses on these very things. 

Hes not dating Rick, Sinclair got a lot further in all the stuff he did before he was discovered and taken by the GDA. Maybe Sinclair actually died in this universe, torn apart by his own creations. 

William also looks different in this universe. Hes got more muscle mass, mainly from all the work he does helping Mark. He starts doing many of the same exercises as Mark when he has to learn how to do everything again, so it doesn't feel patronizing and so Mark doesn't feel along. Hes not huge or anything, but he's got some shape now. 

William has longer hair in this universe too, think something like a wolf cut. 

And cute little fact, he wears a ring or bracelet made of the same material as some parts of Marks body. Its for comfort, but also for protection, since it helps Mark keep track of his pulse, health, etc. 

Question 3 

I think you could fit cyborg Mark with any reader. But scenarios I have thought of, were the reader being the one to create his cybernetic parts, or, being a vigilante of some kind. Someone who shits on the GDA as much as Mark does, so they have to help each other out since no one else will, and it becomes something more. 

Question 4 

I think ive mentioned the most notable, like his relationship with The Immortal and the guardians, as well as his relationship with his mom and William. 

Hes not as talkative or approachable as OG-Mark, but he is not rude to civilians. But he would rather work and do his duty than stand around and mingle. 

[possesseddesiress]

Austin's Chronicles: Reaching the Sunspot

CONTENT WARNING: This story includes themes of transformation and body control with a suggestive approach. If this type of narrative is not to your liking or you do not meet the recommended age, we suggest you do not continue. All images used (if any) belong to their respective owners. I claim no authorship over them and they are only used for illustrative purposes.

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Austin's Chronicles: Reaching the Sunspot (English Version)

— Professor?...

《 Shit 》 - was all Austin thought. He immediately swung his legs off the desk, afraid to turn around.

— Is everything in order… Are you all right…?

He heard a murmur with a slight Brazilian accent. The boy, even though he was in Cyclops' more muscular, bigger and more powerful body, seemed so nervous to turn around.

But that only reminded him that he was no longer that puny little guy who couldn't even defend himself, no. Now he was big, muscular. And he could do whatever he wanted if he felt like it. What were they going to do about it? After all, no one knew it was him.

—You must knock before you go in -- he growled.

— I… I'm sorry, I heard strange noises and thought something had happened.

When at last, the now superhero decided to turn around, he found in front of him a boy with black hair, dark skin and slightly marked muscles: Roberto Da Costa.

Austin would never say it in public but he had liked that boy for quite some time, although he had never bothered him or treated him badly, he also knew that Roberto was completely out of his league.

— You still must have knock, Mr. DaCosta -- he muttered sternly.

The guy just looked down and nodded. Austin could feel nothing but pure ecstasy at having the guy he had had so many dreams about in the palm of his hand.

The silence lasted for a while, Austin just stared at the brunet from head to toe, almost eating him with his eyes. It was strange to see Cyclops behaving that way…

Far from his straight, heroic and respectful behavior, now it seemed that he was just a predator. The way he was carrying himself now, just standing like that in a living room, with his suit ripped, revealing his broad chest, his fat ass and his masculinity in the air.

— What are doing? -- Roberto dared to ask. But not to look up.

— I'm glad you asked, boy. I think I've got a perfect job for you -- He grabbed him by the shoulders to pull him down, Roberto barely let out a groan -- I reckon we need to discipline gossips like you.

He muttered hoarsely, looking for his new limb to hit the guy's mouth. He was definitely drunk with power.

— Now, swallow it.

And without further ado, he threw it right into it. Roberto began to lick it awkwardly, which slightly irritated Austin.

— Swallow it well.

He grabbed him from the nape of his neck to slam him against his pelvis.

— Mfffffhhhh!

Austin could only sketch a smile full of egocentrism on Cyclops's body.

— Good… - he murmured with a low gasp - Tastes good, doesn't it? Tastes like a real alpha man - It almost seemed like he had started talking to himself. He flexed his arms, watching his biceps swell - I'm pretty strong, don't you think? With these huge arms, and your scent? They smell so bad - he laughed at himself, but his hands started to move to his chest to caress it - And then these huge pecs…. No wonder the suit was so tight.

Roberto continued to lick with a little saliva escaping from the corners of his mouth. Austin was on top of the world, he loved the feel of Roberto's tongue. He was beginning to think he wouldn't leave that body for a second, he loved the feel of his muscles, how imposing he looked.

God… he had Scott Summers' life in the palm of his hand. He could do whatever he wanted, he could even give up his superhero career and do something more “fun”. The possibilities were endless, enough to ruin Cyclops' life.

However, as he thought about it, he felt a strange tingling in his abdomen, which quickly spread.

— You'd better swallow it all.

He muttered to cling to Roberto's hair, this one only made a choked noise with more force. He couldn't take it anymore, he grunted loudly, feeling his fluids end up inside the young mutant's mouth.

Austin sighed, with a smug smile. However, at that moment he felt something even stranger, as if he was fading away, the more the seed came out of his current body, the more he felt it begin to detach from it.

Roberto began to move as if he felt something similar. And in a matter of mere seconds, everything went black. It was like being in nothingness, in a void just floating.

Until he felt something dragging him inside, he could swear he saw something darting in the opposite direction, just where he had come from.

He opened his eyes, confused. Everything was spinning around, he felt as if he had been hit mercilessly, but then he felt something… rather… he tasted it.

His gaze managed to focus, noticing Cyclops' pelvis in front of him, he immediately broke away, feeling the nectar dripping out of his mouth.

— B-but what?

Austin raised his hands, expecting to find those gloved hands, but instead he found brown hands.

— Am I… Am I Roberto?

He looked down. Noticing the clothes the boy was wearing, that white jacket with orange details over a black T-shirt.

Although he no longer felt the extreme masculinity of Cyclops' body, he still felt powerful.

Roberto's body was not bad at all, fit, handsome and wealthy. Austin smiled to himself with perversion. But before he went on with his fantasies, something snapped him out of his trance.

— Ugh… - He heard, looking up and watching as Scott began to stir. He was lost. The man tried to get up, but only managed to stagger, he watched as he put his hand to his head - Caramba, minha cabeça….

Austin smiled even more as he realized what had happened. That wasn't Scott, that was Roberto. They had switched bodies, however… Roberto knew nothing about what respected “Austin”, and he could play his cards as he wished.

— P-Professor? - Roberto murmured into Cyclops' body, beginning to notice. His hands went to his chest, Austin thought surely that's how awkward he looked when he entered that body. - What happened…

— I don't know. It must have been some magical effect, now you're in my body and I'm in yours -- Austin lied without complaint.

— But how is that possible…? - Roberto tried to move towards him, but his legs didn't respond, falling to his knees. Austin thought about helping him, he really did. But seeing Scott in that position, with his suit torn, so vulnerable…. Fuck it.

— I don't know. But I think we both have needs - the now dark-haired man muttered - Don't think I didn't notice how excited you were, you were liking it, weren't you?

— I-I don't know what you're talking about, Professor

— Of course you do. - Austin released his now swarthy masculinity - Go on, swallow.

Roberto in Cyclops' body couldn't do much, in fact Austin was kind of laughing at the situation.

Scott was always so… masculine, big. Powerful even, but now that only a confused Da Costa was inhabiting his body, he looked so… Vulnerable. So weak, so foolish.

— Swallow it.

Austin ordered again, Roberto had no choice but to open his lips and let his former tool enter Cyclops' mouth.

The boy was loving all that show, seeing one of the most powerful xmen with sweat on his face, dumb expression, flushed cheeks and with it in his mouth.

— You're doing good, kid.

He tangled his fingers in the hero's brown hair, enjoying the sounds and moans he was letting out from his new tool. Austin felt on top of the world, in a single second he had gone from being a complete loser and useless without powers to being a mutant who could take the bodies of whoever he wanted, even switch between them.

He could be a sportsman, a model, a movie star, the fucking president if he wanted to be! He smiled ecstatically, he was getting more excited imagining that than what “Scott” was doing.

He knew well he could be a superhero, he could help eradicate violence or eradicate the dictators, infiltrate secret organizations, be a spy. But Austin was tired of being a shadow at the expense of the other heroes, especially the X-Men.

Apparently a “mutant” but with no one to help him activate his powers, just a “reject”. There was something more than ecstasy in his thinking. And that was resentment.

Why be a hero if he could use his new powers for his selfishness? He could be any hero on the face of the earth, explore their bodies like he had done with Cyclops or have fun like he was having now.

They all looked so good… In those tight suits, with their huge muscles or just their faces. They looked like they were begging for him to take them.

He felt Roberto on Scott's body and continued to lick until he felt that sensation again. He finished and with that they returned to their “original” bodies.

Austin, still playing the role of the great Scott Summers, dismissed Roberto saying that everything that happened between them, would be his secret.

And when the Brazilian finally left, he was left alone again. He noticed that some of Roberto's nectar had remained in his suit, so with his fingers he put it in his mouth.

— Mfhh… Geez, maybe I can get back into him sometime - he muttered to himself. Caressing his body through the fabric, smiling.

Though as much as he wanted to stay in that form, he knew he had to leave if he wanted to really enjoy his new abilities. He closed his eyes, trying to figure out how to get out. And as if peeling away from something, he ended up coming out through the hero's back, in an intangible form.

Scott's body gasped at the action, before falling to the ground unconscious. Austin looked down at himself, meeting that thin, small frame again.

— Thanks for the “ride,” Professor.

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See you in the next story… Who knows what body you'll occupy this time?

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[aerithisms]

zuko's redemption arc is very good, it is beloved for a reason, but it's also poisoned discussion on redemptions in fandom in such an annoying and exhausting way. people always talk about the idea of "deserving" when it comes to redemption and at least some of this feels like it stems from atla depicting zuko as having originally been a kindhearted child who got corrupted into bad behaviour by abuse. therefore he "deserved" to get redeemed because he was always a good person deep down.

there is obviously nothing wrong with this being the way zuko's character is written but because it's the most beloved redemption arc in all of fandom now everyone thinks every character with a redemption arc has to have secretly been a good person all along. as though arcs about characters seeking redemption aren't actually about exploring people changing, they're just about confirming their inherently good nature. i think this is a very shallow way to think about human beings and a very boring way to write fictional characters!!!

the question of whether it's a good idea to give a character a redemption arc shouldn't be about whether they "deserve" it. the whole point of redemption is that the character starts out a bad person at the beginning of the arc, and we explore what it takes for them to change. it's bizarre that so many people in fandom have taken the stance that people don't really change, they're either bad or they're not, and redemption arcs are only for exposing the goodness that was already inside people.

the question of whether it's a good idea to give a character a redemption arc should be about whether it's the most compelling direction for that character and whether it aligns with the themes of the story. that's all. it's not a question of morality as if the characters are real people, it's a question of what the story is about and is trying to communicate. sometimes this means it would be mean spirited and ill fitting with the themes not to give a character a redemption arc. sometimes it means a character who has yet to show any modicum of remorse or kindheartedness will receive a redemption arc, because the story is interested in how that person could possibly change. and sometimes it means a character who does show signs of goodness may never get to realise that, and will never change their ways. it depends what the story is trying to say and what makes for the most interesting and fitting character journey for that story. because the character is not real and is first and foremost a tool to communicate that story.

[atopvisenyashill]

“the fact that sansa is potentially making magical connections to other animals speaks to her possibly being more powerful than robb or rickon and maybe even jon snow”. i've always thought sansa had some magical coded imagery in her chapters related to animals, but hmm… would you mind in elaborate/expand on this a little bit more??👁️👁️

i’ve talked about it a bit here, but let me expand on the specific scenes. first of course there's this dream she has about lady shortly after lady's death:

Sansa sat up. “Lady,” she whispered. For a moment it was as if the direwolf was there in the room, looking at her with those golden eyes, sad and knowing. She had been dreaming, she realized. Lady was with her, and they were running together, and … and … trying to remember was like trying to catch the rain with her fingers. The dream faded, and Lady was dead again.

Given our information about skinchangers, where they can live on in their animals, there's been the theorizing that the reverse can be true. And this dream, so vivid, really parallels the other Wolf-Human Mind Meld Moments of her brothers- Bran waking from his coma saying Summer's name, and both Jon and Robb saying the names of their wolves with their dying breaths. And both Bran and Jon (...and I think Arya don't quote me there though) mention initially having trouble remembering their wolf dreams, with Jon having issues all the way up to the end of ASOS. Here, like Bran, and similar to the older boys, Sansa wakes with her wolf's name on her lips and a vivid dream of running with her wolf. Feels like a Wolf Dream to me!

Then there's this snippet from Summer which is interesting, and curious:

He had a pack as well, once. Five they had been, and a sixth who stood aside. Somewhere down inside him were the sounds the men had given them to tell one from the other, but it was not by their sounds he knew them. He remembered their scents, his brothers and his sisters. They all had smelled alike, had smelled of pack, but each was different too. His angry brother with the hot green eyes was near, the prince felt, though he had not seen him for many hunts. Yet with every sun that set he grew more distant, and he had been the last. The others were far scattered, like leaves blown by the wild wind. Sometimes he could sense them, though, as if they were still with him, only hidden from his sight by a boulder or a stand of trees. He could not smell them, nor hear their howls by night, yet he felt their presence at his back... all but the sister they had lost. His tail drooped when he remembered her. Four now, not five. Four and one more, the white who has no voice. These woods belonged to them, the snowy slopes and stony hills, the great green pines and the golden leaf oaks, the rushing streams and blue lakes fringed with fingers of white frost. But his sister had left the wilds, to walk in the halls of man-rock where other hunters ruled, and once within those halls it was hard to find the path back out. The wolf prince remembered.

So Summer can tell them apart, and notes that the back is five + Ghost. He mentions sensing Shaggydog nearby as well as "the sister they had lost" and how they are "four and one more." Seems straigthforward....but that last description is odd. Because the thing is that Nymeria hasn't left the wilds. She is in the Riverlands running amock. And for that matter, this is Bran's first chapter in ASOS which means Arya is also still in the wilds....which just leaves "his sister" in the "halls of man-rock where other hunters ruled." Almost like he's picking up on Lady-in-Sansa's-Skin, conflating the two as Lady is sort of nestled right in comfortably within Sansa's psyche.

Now you get into Sansa's relationships with other animals. Firstly you have the old blind dog:

It was eight long days until Lysa Arryn arrived. On five of them it rained, while Sansa sat bored and restless by the fire, beside the old blind dog. He was too sick and toothless to walk guard with Bryen anymore, and mostly all he did was sleep, but when she patted him he whined and licked her hand, and after that they were fast friends. 

She stayed outside for a long time. When at last she sought her own bed, wet and chilled, only the dim glow of a peat fire lit the darkened hall. There was no sound from above. The young singer sat in a corner, playing a slow song to himself. One of her aunt's maids was kissing a knight in Lord Petyr's chair, their hands busy beneath each other's clothing. Several men had drunk themselves to sleep, and one was in the privy, being noisily sick. Sansa found Bryen's old blind dog in her little alcove beneath the steps, and lay down next to him. He woke and licked her face. "You sad old hound," she said, ruffling his fur.

That night Sansa scarcely slept at all, but tossed and turned just as she had aboard the Merling King. She dreamt of Joffrey dying, but as he clawed at his throat and the blood ran down across his fingers she saw with horror that it was her brother Robb. And she dreamed of her wedding night too, of Tyrion's eyes devouring her as she undressed. Only then he was bigger than Tyrion had any right to be, and when he climbed into the bed his face was scarred only on one side. "I'll have a song from you," he rasped, and Sansa woke and found the old blind dog beside her once again. "I wish that you were Lady," she said.

I think what's really interesting here, besides the fact that the two connect to each other quickly, is that when Sansa is having a weird nightmare - and it's honestly hard to tell if it's a Bran style nightmare or a regular one, it's very similar to the nightmares Ned has about Lyanna where they aren't prophetic but it sure makes me suspicious - the old dog comes to sleep besides her, to comfort her. Maybe that's just regular dog-human bonding or maybe her magic was reaching out for him in her distress and he came to her.

Then you have Sansa and birds. Obviously there's so much there, what with her nickname as the "little bird" and "little dove" as well as just so many bird mentions wrt the Eyrie; Sweet Robin being her close cousin, an Eyrie being the name of a nest for a bird of prey, Littlefinger being called the Mockingbird, Harry the Heir known as the Little Falcon, Sansa is mentioned as having gone hawking, probably even more that I'm missing. And that's not even the only Sansa + flying thing - first of all, I do think it's notable that Sweetrobin's catchphrase here is "make them fly" secondly there's her love of the Prince of Dragonflies, and thirdly there is the bat thing-

The northern girl. Winterfell's daughter. We heard she killed the king with a spell, and afterward changed into a wolf with big leather wings like a bat, and flew out a tower window. 

Note that Sansa has Whent ancestry through her mother, is noted to look very "Whent"-ish, the Whents have the black bat of Harrenhal on their sigil, and the current lord of Harrenhal is Littlefinger. She's very much associated with flying, almost as much as Bran is, which is an interesting choice to me. And then we get this little bit here, after they arrest Marillion for killing Lysa-

That night the dead man sang “The Day They Hanged Black Robin,” “The Mother’s Tears,” and “The Rains of Castamere.” Then he stopped for a while, but just as Sansa began to drift off he started to play again. He sang “Six Sorrows,” “Fallen Leaves,” and “Alysanne.” Such sad songs, she thought. When she closed her eyes she could see him in his sky cell, huddled in a corner away from the cold black sky, crouched beneath a fur with his woodharp cradled against his chest.

She 1) is noted to be drifting into sleep, 2) closes her eyes and 3) sees him from a birds eye view. Again...feels like a skinchanger's dream to me!

Like I said all of this is very subtle, and who knows what the ultimate pay off is for it but the high amount of bird imagery makes me think maybe we will get Sansa doing some skinchanging. And you have to wonder wrt how powerful she may be, if she does start skin changing, or Dreaming, considering she's doing this sort of stuff without any animal guide or magical teacher the way the other kids are getting.