#thewritersramblings

[emedeme]

Solas was deeply humiliated first thing after he woke up from a thousand-year-long nap and he decided that one try was enough

(this was @thewritersramblings's fault, she's keeping me fueled with dragon age memes)

[mermaidsirennikita]

tagged by @loisfreakinglane thank you lovey

3 ships: right NOW? jack/belle (The Artful Dodger, they are BABY), Sailor Moon/Tuxedo Mask (I've been on a Sailor Moon Crystal rewatch kick), Louis/Lestat (I've also been on an Interview rewatch kick, one of the few ships toxic enough for me to feel guilty about but God Jacob and Sam are SO! GOOD!)

first ever ship: I was always enamored with romance subplots, but I feel like the first thing I saw in a "shipping" way was like... Kim and Ron from Kim Possible...?

last song: feather by sabrina carpenter

last movie: currently playing the 1990s little women, which, controversial but brave, is not as good as the 2019 version

currently reading: the duchess in his bed by lorraine heath (with my eyeballs) (and I'm gonna add mafia virgin by mila finelli to the mix as soon as it drops) and a secret love by stephanie laurens (with my ears)

currently watching: see: little women, but the most recent SHOW I wrapped was The Artful Dodger, HIGHLY recommend

currently consuming: uhhh cough syrup because though I'm COVID negative now I still have kind of a nasty cough?

currently craving: this sick simple dinner I make where I cook like an italian seasoned chicken breast in a pan and then add in cherry tomatoes with olive oil and garlic and cook until they burst, then add some honey-infused goat cheese

nine ppl to tag: @saint-cecilias @bluetiefling @tchallaas @hptriviachamp @starry-sky-stuff @jeanvanjer @viscountessevie @maxfieldparrishes @thewritersramblings

[notbecauseofvictories]

prompt: thoughts running through ben's head when he sees luke standing over him with lightsaber drawn?

Ben drags himself from the rubble of the hut with his hands bleeding, the inside of his mouth coated with something tacky and bitter to the taste. When he spits onto the dirt, it’s coppery-red. 

He stares at it, the little spot of blood. It’s such a small thing, wet and pitiful. Ben wants to howl at it, wants to put his head down in the dust and scream until his throat tears itself open and his skin sloughs away and he’s gone, he’s anywhere but here; just a howl hanging in space. His hand is shaking when he lifts it to wipe his mouth. 

He forgets about the blood at his knuckles until he feels the warmth of it smeared across his jaw.

It takes him a moment to realize how cool and still it is in his head. It’s never been so quiet, not since he was sent to Luke; Luke sings through the Force like a forest fire, all of Endor burning up. Ben could never leave the light without leaving Luke; it consumed the world. 

“Uncle Luke?” he chokes out, reaching as far as he can with the Force, but there’s nothing. It’s dark and cold in every direction but for the flickering candle-flames of the other acolytes, asleep in the temple. “Lu—” he starts, but his throat locks, and the only noise is the harsh rattle of his breathing.

He’s shaking. Ben shuts his eyes, but the sight of Luke standing over him, harshly lit by the beam of the lightsaber, is there in the dark. He has to open them again, and he stares down at the dirt beneath him, that little spot of blood.

He’s still shaking as he pushes himself up onto his knees. It’s a warm night—barely any wind, the stars bright over the temple. The moon is a silver sickle in the sky. There’s a kind of cruelty to it, Ben thinks, a laugh or a sob caught in his throat. Luke Skywalker is dead, Ben killed him, and it’s still somehow a beautiful night. Ben would have expected storms, cataclysms; all the the galaxy to cry out in unison as the last of the Jedi dies.

Even the windows of the temple are dark, the acolytes still asleep. Luke Skywalker is dead and not even his students know to mourn him.

Ben goes cold when he realizes that he’s going to have to—

They won’t believe you.

Ben does sob, the relief is so immense. “Master Snoke,” he says, letting himself bend forward until his forehead is almost touching the ground. He breathes out raggedly, curling his hands into fists. “Please. Help me.”

You have freed them from Luke Skywalker’s thrall, but they will not be grateful. You know this.

“I know. I know. But—”

You are thinking of your mother.

Ben wasn’t, but he sucks in a sharp breath thinking of her now. “No,” he whispers. He’s sick, trying to picture her face if he told her— “He was her brother.”

Your father.

Ben shakes his head, squeezing his eyes shut.

No, Snoke says, and his voice is so gentle. No, you are alone—well. Not quite alone.

“I have you,” Ben says, and he can feel Snoke’s pleasure at how promptly this answer is given, at how quickly Ben reaches for him. (Ben feels a sick flush of pride at having guessed the correct answer, and it’s so good, to feel something other than the panic and guilt of this.)

My apprentice, Snoke says like a benediction, heavy as a hand on the crown of Ben’s head. You have been so faithful, so patient in waiting for this appointed day. You have borne the fear and misunderstanding, and turned it into strength. Now it is time I reward your faithfulness.

Ben can feel an alien pressure building behind his eyes. Apprentice, Snoke says, and the pressure builds to a sharp point like something trying to screw through his skull. Ben twitches, trying to dislodge it. Come now. You have such greatness locked away inside you, Snoke croons. Let me in. Let me help you.

“With what?” Ben asks, though he knows this is the wrong question. He can feel Snoke’s irritation, and then suddenly he’s swallowed by images—memories, some his, some not. He sees Luke over him, lit by blue fire and the other acolytes, whispering, laughing, giving Ben wide berth in the halls—sentients he doesn’t know but wear the robes of Jedi, sitting stone-faced in judgment of a crying padawan—the little human girl Ben hurt by lashing out with powers he didn’t understand yet, Han and Leia screaming at one another as Ben tried to block his ears—a warfront, men wearing the same face dying even as the Jedi step over them with lightsabers bright—violence. So much violence, in the light.

He comes-to with his hands braced in the dirt, to keep him from falling over. He’s breathing hard, as hard as though he’d been running for miles.

You know it must die, Snoke murmurs, and Ben deliriously thinks he feels a hand card through his hair, like Snoke is there with him, comforting him. No one’s touched his hair since he was sent away; Mama had fussed over it for hours, even though it was just Uncle Luke coming. Ben remembered that, her white hands—

The pressure in his skull sharpens to an edge, and Ben gasps. Apprentice. Beloved boy, Snoke says, and Ben nods, weakly. May this be the end of antiquated things. The Jedi, the Rebellion, the boy you think of yourself as…Burn it all down, and let a new warrior be born from the ashes.

Ben looks up, and the moon is a silver sickle in the sky over the dark temple. He wants to—he doesn’t know what. He wants to see it all red, and aching. He wants them to know what it is he’s suffered. Luke Skywalker is dead, it should be burning.

“Okay,” he says. “Yes.”

The absence of Luke’s light rushes up, swallows him whole and clings to every crevice of his mind. 

The shaking stops. 

So does everything else. 

Ben blinks down at his bloody hands, and does not think about the blood, or how he reached for the stone and the stone answered. There is no anger here, or fear; thinking of Luke is like thinking of a rock, or an apple. Ben has never been sure before, but this is what it must feel like; everything connected in straight lines, clean hierarchies of decisions that must be made. (His mother took him to a planet once with three moons and huge seas of waving grass. By the moonslight every blade of grass had looked like a knife and faces were paper masks—this is the same horrible, dreamlike clarity.)

See how I reward you? Snoke exults, and Ben feels nothing. This is the gift of Darth Vader, a true warrior for the Dark—freedom from limitations, to not be distracted by empathy, or sentiment. True freedom.

Summon your lightsaber, Snoke says, and Ben reaches out. One side of his lightsaber has crumpled in under the force of the hut collapsing; when Ben ignites it, the blade is ragged, jumping. He watches dispassionately, even as the edges of the arc curl in on themselves, looking the same color of wet blood that he spat out of his mouth.

I have sent my guard to retrieve you, apprentice, Snoke says. Until their coming–let us burn the galaxy before us.

When Ben steps forward, he grinds the spot of his blood beneath his heel.

[saunteredvaguelydownward]

thewritersramblings

 “listen i finally downloaded the blacklist tool for ao3 and while it’s...”

ou what blacklist tool? thats the only thing that i hate about ao3, sifting thru everything before exhaustedly finding ONE good fic of my otp

hard same, it’s the worst

here you are! you’ll need both this one (the main script) and this one (which is used to actually add-in the tags/authors/etc.)

here’s a useful tutorial on how to set it up if you need it

[distoretion]

This book is excellent and all of you should buy it

i cant even make it past the table of contents im laughing too hard

[meggannn]

more notes on the forbidden west footage:

erend was not kidding when he said the raiders "slaughtered" his vanguard. when aloy finds the survivor, another guy's body is lying on the ground next to them and his head is completely missing. (maybe they had the tremortusk... erm... crush them to death? it would make their little "joke" where they nearly do it to him even worse.)

dead corruptor in the water when aloy goes swimming?

lots of people have already noted SF locations... the golden gate bridge is a big one, obviously, and there is the big shot of the transamerica tower when aloy reaches the beach.

there are what looks to be a few ruined churches or towers around the pyramid, but i wasn't able to find any corresponding buildings that looked similarly in a close radius on google maps. maybe they're just office buildings. (it has been a few years since i've been to SF so forgive any inaccuracies.) while escaping from clawstriders, aloy runs into a ruined building with lots of arches and climbs the pillars inside it. i wondered if that was meant to be a church the audience could recognize, but i wasn't able to find anything that really matches. the closest church that looks similarly to this might be notre dame des victoires church which is about half a mile away from the transamerica pyramid. it does have columns indoors and apses at the front, but the front windows don't match and the ceiling arches are more rounded instead of pointed like in the game, so this one might just be a random building, unless someone can recognize it.

someone on reddit seems pretty sure it's grace cathedral, although from what we can see, i don't think the front windows of the buildings match up and the real cathedral doesn't seem to have round apses, although the arches are definitely more pointed at the top and it is within about six blocks of the pyramid.

the words on the ruined buildings say "diner" and "liquor." there are also quite a few cable cars scattered around all the beaches (i can only add 10 photos per post otherwise i'd add more, but they're in the background in a lot of places).

row houses!

possibly lombard street?

@thewritersramblings said lombard street is much further away from the transamerica pyramid in real life, although the golden gate bridge is a couple miles from the downtown area irl and probably would not be able to be walked/ridden to so quickly, so it's likely they condensed the map. (i'm pretty sure they condensed the map for utah/colorado in HZD too)

in another shot you can see apartment balconies over "lombard street," and aloy uses what i THINK might be a destroyed metal devil leg as a "bridge" to cross over it.

[a-heart-of-kyber]

I was tagged by @mattymurdox Thankkkk youuuu

Rules: name your top 10 favorite characters from 10 different fandoms then tag 10 people (in no particular order)

1. Loki - MCU 2. Yennefer-The Witcher 3. Ben Solo- Star Wars 4. Keyleth - Critical Role 5. Arya Stark- GOT 6. Killian Jones- OUAT 7. Mako Mori- Pacific Rim  8. Kaz Brekker-Six of Crows 9. Harry Potter-Harry Potter 10. Deet-The Dark Crystal 

This...took longer than I thought. I’ve apparently forgotten all of my ‘fandoms’ lol. @dealingdreams @gentlesleaze @orangetigger @victoryatdawn @feywilder @agentskyehawkins @thewritersramblings

[n-0-e-m-i]

Help with Christmas Wreath Hot Pad Knitting Pattern (as asked by @thewritersramblings)

(The pattern is not mine, I’m just helping with reading it)

Christmas Wreath Hot Pad Pattern Cast on 9 sts using Green Yarn (ok, this one is easy, just cast on however you like)

Row 1: K3 (knit only the first 3 stitches and leave the other 6 on the left needle, then turn the work. Now you have 6 stitches on your right needle and 3 on the left)

Row 2: Knit (knit the 3 stitches that are o the left needle and then turn the work again. Now you’ll have all 9 stitches on the left needle)

Row 3: K6 (knit 6 stitches. You’ll have 6 stitches on the right needle and 3 on the left. Turn the work so you’ll have 3 on the righ needle and 6 on the left)

Row 4: Knit (knit the 6 stitches that are on the left needle and turn your work. You’ll have, again, all 9 stitches on the left needle ) 

Rows 5&6: Knit (knit two rows (all 9 stitches)) 

Repeat Rows 1-6 until the two ends of your project meet in a circle.  (At the end of these rows you should have knit a little wedge, the angled part has to be to the left and the curved side to the right)

Sorta like this: 

Keep repeating rows 1-6 until you have a complete “donut”

Fasten off leaving an approx. 10 inch yarn tail. Use your yarn or tapestry needle and yarn tail to sew the two edges together. (here’s a tutorial on garter stitch grafting, if you need one)

[narika-a]

in general

Oh gosh there are so many blogs I love 😂

💖💖💖 @pandaddictedtomanga; @pantsu-king; @just-one-perfect-dream; @bernardbernieburns; @hanae-ichihara; @wired-infornography; @who-i-am-is-who-i-am; @kawamamilosc; @capismycopilot; @thewritersramblings; @rivigirli; @gourmetgh0ul; @alittlebitblockbbias; @rangrids; @margaretems; @son-of-dathomir; @junqtie-pie; @almostparadis; @allenswalkers; @shotous; @ohmykpopheart; @chatnoirs-baton; @comintoyoulive; @jeupstan; @pen1ag0n; @slight-trash; @yooneroos; @definitelythis; @memeazoid; @husberttee; @cuzyourehotshot; @aceyng; @calemiel; @bubblegeon; @pyomin 💖💖💖

Just to name a few that came to my mind atm, I’m missing a lot 😂

[sixteenbucketsofwater-and-a-pen]

And I'm tagging @10fingers-onemanpianist @jeno-blooms @royalcoremoodboard @one-time-i-dreamt @thewritersramblings

An incredible and creative Picrew! Find it here

[mermaidsirennikita]

tagged by @ravenkings--thanks much!!!

nickname: Caro-- used to be strictly called Caroline, but I liked the idea of a nickname and started to tell people it would be fine for them to call me Caro, and organically people online sorta picked it up. I now have a few friends and relatives who exclusively call me Caro, some who switch between Caroline and Caro, some exclusive Carolines... And I am literally just Caro at work. Not Caroline at all.

sign: sagittarius

height: 5′7

last thing i googled: lego Titanic set (don't ask)

song stuck in my head: hildegard von blingin's "I Need A Hero" cover

number of followers: 3,026

amount of sleep: usually 6ish hours, maybe 7 if I'm lucky

lucky number: 7, 22

dream job: successful romance novelist

wearing: burgundy sweater dress with a belt, docs, hoop earrings

movies/books that summarize me: 

books: wuthering heights by emily bronte, dreaming of you by lisa kleypas, lothaire by kresley cole, the mediator by meg cabot, waking up with the duke by lorraine heath, the duke gets even by joanna shupe

movies: the godfather (1972), ibiza (2018), bridget jones's diary (2001), pride and prejudice (2005), the love witch (2016), the prince of egypt (1998), roman holiday (1953), the omen (1976), the lion king (1994)

favorite song: work song by hozier

favorite instrument: guitar

aesthetic: a bit 60s/70s, preeeetty dark femme all the time (only wear skirts and dresses, never wear flats due to a walking issue I have that makes reinforced heels the easiest option). never leave the house without makeup (not saying others should do that, it's just who I've been for many years). put together meets boho, I'd say? at the moment?

favorite author: lol fuck, depends on the day; maybe Elizabeth Hoyt? Joanna Shupe? but genuinely, DEPENDS.

favorite animal noise: wolves howling

random: I'm pretty into tattoos. I only have 10, technically--but they range in size from a little behind the ear guy I that's the width and not even the length of my thumb (will probs smudge out someday) to an in-progress single-piece semi-sleeve (my artist calls it a sleeve and I trust her, but it doesn't encompass the entire arm, just most of it, and the inner forearm of that arm already had a sizable piece it's going to accommodate). Though that is actually not my biggest piece, just my most detailed (I have a simpler piece encompassing the entire side of my thigh I'd like to have fleshed out some more someday). I have a "tit chandelier" piece (not a chandelier, it's very organic-looking) that covers the forward-facing part of my ribs and runs up between my boobs; second worst pain I've ever felt. Two of my pieces relate to my love of romance, if not super obviously. Most are what I'd call American illustrative, most are color, three are black linework. First three tattoos were impetuous, all the rest have been thought out with great artists I'm lucky enough to work with, save a lil charity benefit tattoo I got from someone I'd never be able to afford otherwise (actually a favorite, it's adorable). My dream is to write a historical romance featuring tattoos at least somewhat prominently. Ironically, ever since I started consciously choosing artists and planning work, I've never had a cis guy tattoo me, though that's not deliberate. Just kinda worked out that way, and it's interesting to me considering how the industry has historically been dominated by cis white men. Lucky enough to be able to squeeze in and work with some great people!

Tagging: @loisfreakinglane @saint-cecilias @bluetiefling @maxfieldparrishes @thewritersramblings @hptriviachamp @viscountessevie @archistratego

[notbecauseofvictories]

@thewritersramblings and I saw Jesus Christ Superstar at the Lyric tonight; it was very good and I managed to have two whole religious feelings, which were independent from my feelings about the copious use of glitter

[thewritersramblings]

I made a post on my blog to explain the pattern n-0-e-m-i(.)tumblr(.)com/post/180409463389/knitting-help-for-thewritersramblings hope it helps!

ahhhhh thank you so much!!!!! 

ill give it another go today and see what happens! 

[meggannn]

can i find someone willing to PLEASE draw miles and peter doing this next to some “FUCK SPIDERMAN” graffiti cause @thewritersramblings and i have been laughing about it for the past 5min

[a-heart-of-kyber]

tagged by @aceofwonders

rules: choose between the two words and tag some people whose answers you’d like to learn about

ancient or modern · bitter or sweet · chocolate or vanilla · coffee or tea · create or destroy · day or night · early bird or night owl · freckles or dimples · gold or silver · greek mythology or egyptian mythology · macarons or eclairs · hot or cold · thunder or lightning · typewritten or handwritten · secret garden or secret library · spicy or mild · dark magic or light magic · virtue or vice · ocean or desert · mermaids or sirens · known or unknown · rough or smooth · moon or stars · rain or snow

I tag:  @dealingdreams @gentlesleaze @orangetigger @victoryatdawn @feywilder @agentskyehawkins @thewritersramblings

[greyjedireylo]

The Last Jedi: Reylo questions

tagged by @emperorren

1. “Kylo failed you, I won’t” - does that line bother you or not, and why? It doesn’t bother me at all because it’s quite clearly the place Rey is starting from (like Daisy said, she doesn’t understand him, with an implied “yet”). This line is dripping with dramatic irony--either she’s going to fail Luke, or Luke’s going to fail her. And when she says this she doesn’t know the full story of what happened to Ben.

2. Is Kylo having seen the island in Rey’s mind in TFA the reason he finds her in TLJ? I think there’s going to have to be something more to it than that, because as of the end of TFA it seems that he still doesn’t have the island’s location. So either he’s going to find her through some kind of inadvertent force connection, or they’ll get the map after the attack on D’Qar (and I far prefer the former, the latter feels like sloppy writing).

3. Are we going to see anything even remotely similar to a force bond between Rey and Kylo? See the above question I guess lol. I absolutely think there will be some kind of Force connection. I don’t know how they’ll portray it, and doubt it will be like the fanfic version, but I really do think it’s there.

4. We heard Rey say Kylo’s name. Will Kylo say Rey’s name? OH YEAH

5. Why does the marketing keep giving us Rey and Kylo parallels, making clear they’re, to quote Rian, the *dual protagonist* in TLJ, but refrains from actually showing them in the same scene? I think they wanted to introduce the idea of it because it’s so surprising to the general audience, and they want to leave them with questions of how and why it gets to that point. I personally find the fact that they’re telling us this stuff but not showing anything REALLY EXCITING, because it means every single interaction between them is pivotal and spoilery.

6. Will Kylo touch Rey’s hair? (IT’S SUCH A TROPE, after all) I don’t think so, but I think he’ll touch her hand :)

7. How do you think the fandom (at least on tumblr) will change after TLJ? (will it change at all?) 

NEW QUESTIONS:

Do you think we’ll get a shirtless Kylo scene?

If the whole ‘let the past die’ speech really is Kylo talking to Rey, what do you think it would take for them to sit down and have a civil heart-to-heart like this?

What would it take for you to consider reylo ‘canon’ in TLJ, or what does ‘canon’ reylo mean to you in general?

Do you think Rey’s hair/costume change has anything to do with Kylo?

If they fight each other again, how would you like it to go down?

Do you think anyone will refer to him as Ben in TLJ?

What do you think the ‘something Kylo can’t quite place’ is that Adam referred to when talking about Kylo’s feelings towards Rey?

tagging @i-am-thesenate, @smols-darklighter, @themoonslayer, @kylosky, @thewritersramblings, @kylo-wouldnt-like-those-chips, @darthrenvan (only if you want to, no pressure! or feel free to answer the questions I answered if you like those better lol)