#this includes game of thrones btw

[latinokaeya]

i’m in a good enough mood rn that this isn’t gonna ruin my day by just mentioning it but i really n truly do hope every single person past present and future that contributed to the way incest has become some kind of light work barely surprising and for the most part tolerated kink in the public consciousness especially in online fandom spaces goes to hell for fucking ever. :-)

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

#nobody is hating as efficiently you’ve got to hand it to him

Jon is actually evil like no one is safe from a read 😭

The king? Fatty

8 year old girl? Stupid and boring

Her 7 year old brother? Fat like his fat dad

The crown prince? Botched lip filler

Jon’s own brother? Stupid smile

[canonical-transformation]

What is genshin lore even about 😭

(CW: unhelpful tongue in cheek. My best attempt at "accurate" but it depends which in game lore you trust.)

Firstly, Teyvat has its own "laws", so write that down.

Among the greatest of these laws is Fate, which the god of wisdom calls "the ultimate knowledge" because we... we don't know the future? Fate cannot be changed; also, Fate can be changed, and subverted, and superceded, if you try hard enough. Fate is inscribed wrITTEN in the sTaRS of the (false?) sky, which seems to be where the Shades live.

Fate is also the Ley Lines, which are memory, which is artifacts; memory is also Ararakalari, which is good for defeating Big Iron Chunks. If you don't have Ley Lines, use a dying angel and a cursed immortal soldier to make your own. If you don't have these, an Alberich will do, too.

Another law of Teyvat is stop trying to make gestalt consciousnesses. It didn't work for King Remus, it didn't work for Rene de Petrichor and his Narzissekreuz Ordo, it didn't work for King Deshret— or did it? Historians disagree on the exact manner of his demise—so no, you may not hire postdocs for your rebranded sentience slurry. For all we know Gosoythoth is a gestalt consciousness. Gosoythoth is of the Abyss. Haborym tells us the Abyss has no innate intelligence, though perhaps it's more accurate to call it a non-sentient animalistic intelligence. There's also the Abyss Order, which doesn't appear to be affiliated with the Five Sinners, but is affiliated with the former royalty of Khaenri'ah, a nation which I am not going to mention again due to commitment to the bit.

Teyvat, everyone agrees, is a continent of seven nations. (Well, seven nations plus an autonomous Snezhnayan protectorate(?) that's really well known for using moon magic or something. But that's a retconned protectorate so despite it probably being the grave of one or more moon sisters, good luck finding any mention of Nod-Krai outside of limited-time events. As Haborym once said: "Oh, them?, yeah, they seem cool. I guess go check them out in version six? There's plot stuff there, and yeah it's a detour that the pre-1.0 roadmap never mentioned but the journey is what matters.") The seven nations are were administered by seven Archons, who each sit on one of the Seven Thrones and each have their own Gnosis an average of one Gnosis. The Gnoses are the bones of the Third Descender. Who was that, you ask? Anyway, the Thrones and Gnoses correspond to the Seven Elements. The fact that there are seven Elements appears to be a historical contingency, based on the political division of the powers of Light back in Nibelung's reign, when he and his seven Dragon Sovereigns once ruled the world.

This was long before the days when the divine envoys walked among humanity.

If the phrase "divine envoys" made you jump in your seat, you have issues. You know who else had issues, eventually? The unified civilisation that once spanned Teyvat: a seeming federation of city states that predated the Seven Archons, containing a mix of humans and divine envoys (angels?). They were created by the Primordial One, who #descended upon Nibelung's dragon civilisation declaring terra nullius and won the ensuing war. TL;DR, they got colonised. (...though "colony" implies an imperial core, whereas the Primordial One was seemingly acting alone. Sometimes eldritch entities just show up in Teyvat from the implied void between worlds, like a cosmic whale seeking magic water. Actual example btw.)

The Primordial One may have been Phanes. (Who? Great question.) Phanes(?) had four shades, including Ronova, who controls death (not to be confused with the Big Dipper star "Beidou"), and Istaroth, who was the moment, who was every moment. (Tellingly, she was Kairos — details on subtleties here.) Phanes(?) and its shades also created the so-called Human Realm, with the subjugated Dragon Vishaps mostly confined to their native Light Realm. There was also the Void Realm, likely the aforementioned void between worlds, some of which is likely the so-called Abyss. Anyway Phanes(?) had a plan for the humanity it had created. It loved them dearly. Luckily the path to temptation had already been sealed, whatever that means.

Everything changed when the Second Who Came arrived. This Second Descender may have been the [artifact leaks] who intended to [artifact leaks] [artifact leaks] but instead [artifact leaks]. Either way, this Descender brought forbidden knowledge: likely just the kind censored by the Shades, but maaaybe the Abyssal kind that killed two gods millennia later.

War was rekindled. Phanes's(?) faction, the eventual victors, quashed heresy with a rain of Divine Nails: a mix between kinetic bombardment and AoE terraforming!curses. Humanity's world got flip-turned upside down. In the case of one Liyue city, literally upside down...... or was it everyone else who got flipped? #specialrelativity Tsurumi got shrouded in a fog of menace., seemingly unrelated to the time loop some millennia later. Sal Vindagnyr got a permawinter, and the princess could not complete her mural even as the priest made his pilgrimage. Byakuyakoku fell beneath the sea, where they invented Greece and child scapegoats. Sumeru's original forests turned to desert. (Speculative: Fontaine got FRIKEE'd, a technical term for getting displaced several nautical miles into the air and not coming back down.) Mondstadt doesn't appear to have been directly nailed but it's also developmentally centuries behind all its peers, as if someone took an industrial revolution setting and then added the blandest medieval fantasy elements to it because BotW comparisons sell.

The ruins of the unified civilisation litter Teyvat and their architecture can be found everywhere — they loved their Celtic knots. For the low cost of some petrified Moon resin that apparently only Descenders secrete, you can poke at their old Irminsul shrines (their Leylines now infested with monsters) for access to the memories within the Leylines.

According to Wolfy, who is a fictional character and also real, the Envoys were cursed in various ways, largely being turned into Seelies: shadows of themselves forever guiding lost travellers home. (According to Fischl, who is also a fictional character and also also real, the kingdom of eternal darkness that is shrouded from the heavens shall eventually re-emerge and punish the wicked usurpers: this is foretold by Fate.) There are various exceptions: Nabu Malikata; Yohualtechutin. The one mentioned by Wolfy is Nicole Reeyn, who is the second-most Seelie coded character in the game because she likes being a good guide.

Seemingly later there was the Gnoses and the Archon War (at least in Liyue and Inazuma) and then there was nobody left who shared the memories of osmanthus wine so dear to Morax, besides the several dozen illuminated beast vassals, in his employ, and also Marchosias, who got Rukkhadevata'd, a term that is the opposite of getting Arama'd. (Arama was an Aranara but then they had to be a worldtree. Rukkhadevata was

More recently, there was the Siege of Poisson. Parsifal was there [citation needed][disputed]. Possibly because of this, Tenoch and Bosacius died soon after, and a whole lot of Hilichurls got made. Stars fell from the skies, and according to the promotional Xbox wings one of them was once the scion of a glorious kingdom.

[brettdoesdiscourse]

Antis: Normal people wouldn't be okay with your freak shit!

Normal people: Watches Game Of Thrones where a rape victim falls in love with her rapist and many viewers enjoyed their relationship, even quoting their saying or getting jewelry of it. (Not even mentioning the incest.)

Normal people: Enjoys IT which has numerous scenes of child sexual abuse, torture/abuse, racism, even a child orgy that is written to be a good thing at the end of the book.

Normal people: Watches Star Wars where two of the main characters are siblings and kiss.

Normal people: Enjoys mythology which often includes themes like incest which are not "bad" things in the stories.

Normal people: Reads/watches and romanticizes Romeo And Juliet. A story where two young people (one of which is 16 and the other is 13 in Shakespeare btw) kill themselves over each other.

Normal people: Watch/read/play violent media and root for the killers, especially enjoying things where they themselves are the murderer.

[toppamplemousse]

your fic (insane for your ballet fic btw!!) and fic recs are always immaculate is there anything you’re reading now/read recently that you love? wips are welcome too. the lestappen tag especially is booming rn and its hard to find the good stuff

omg YAY (promise last ch of ballet is in the works!) and YES i was just thinking about some fic recs actually. please see below for varying levels of lestappen freak!

beholden to no gods by nicoledilona / @chock-and-bates literally like. one chapter of this and i am a feral barking dog i love nothing more than obsessive pushy desperate max. HOT. (everything this author writes could be included lets be real)

been blooming alone (over you) by hist24jpcs i usually dont care for hanahaki because its too wacky but this.... THIS is something else. its angsty and fiery and theyre hooking up from the start..... its delicious.

and something darker preens, stirs, roars by @larryhaylik could link every fic in their lestappen sundays collection -- each one has such a simple, interesting premise and they're so good. things i would never think of and just done so so well, without being too sickly fluff. huge fan.

the mystery knight by @reythemandalor i read this on the plane and literally couldnt stop smiling and giggling. SUCH a perfect game of thrones au and even though you kinda know where it's going, its SO perfectly executed. max and perceval.... i love them.

your future had a voice (and it spoke like me) by saltshaken one of the BEST! fics i have read in a while. like.... the premise is fantastic. the way the author conveys the different ways other people think and how max "sees"/hears them thinking is so so good. the characterisation of max and charles is just CHEFS KISS. huge rec.

and if this is all i get, then it's enough. by THE_cake couldnt be a fic rec list of mine if there wasnt some sad gut wrenching painful fic! androidcharles develops autonomy. incredible.

are you into it, baby? by narryfavoritejiall for my charlos and lestappen lovers... this is present day charlos with toxic exes lestappen and its PERFECT. like... a charles who is happy with his kind boyfriend carlos but he cannot shake his toxic ex max who's still chasing him...... i wait like a dog for these updates.

end of the line by @eaurouge-sangnoir i mean who would i be if i didn't rec eaurouge-sangnoir.... this fun little "meeting on grindr" fic is hot and steamy and sexting and feminization..... what more could i possibly want

and if you havent already read this banger or perhaps this long winded thirty thousand words of struggling then perhaps..... i'd recommend those also. i have been loving all of these so pls read + support and lmk if u have other thoughts!

[wowlooknothing]

I gotta talk about the use of Chapel's logo in TBW for a second

All of the logos in that game are really cool but Chapel's is just perfect to me and I seriously love the way It's plastered over every little thing in Kalan

Like obviously it's on all the weapons caches and other chapel related props (this is just a couple examples btw when you're actually looking in-game they're legit everywhere)

But the way the logo is used gets way cooler the more you seek it out like how it's incorporated in the enemy designs

And the way it's used in subtler ways like in these banners and fire pits and the fences outside (and I especially like the chaplains throne thing in the background of the recording because it does have the logo explicitly on the back but there's also a bunch of other ways the shape of the logo is used in the design of it)

And my favorite little detail is that in the older church in the recording mission it uses more literal representations of the logo (like the banner and fire pit from before), but the chapel of the civil tongue in the b team has a much more modern design to it and it often uses just three parallel lines rather than the full blocky logo

And the resistance posters also use this more modern version of the logo which I think is awesome because it shows that Chapel is dominant enough that you don't need the full logo to understand that these are representing chapel

I just think this is an interesting bit of environmental storytelling that's completely unnecessary and never directly acknowledged but they included it anyway just because it's cool

I don't have much of a point in saying all this I just think it's neat:)

[thesnarkmaidstale]

Pulled together more of my rambling train station of thoughts RE: the THT/Nick matter (as so many of us are still trying to do in order to make sense of the trainwreck that THT ended up being in the end🥂)

You know, I want to start by saying...I've DEEPLY disliked characters before, but never once have I felt compelled to track down their fans just to preach about how morally superior I am for misreading the plight or arc of those said fictional characters. That kind of self-important grandstanding (usually built on vibes and not receipts - imo) just screams "projection."

And that crash landing ending? (lol didn't intend the pun but certainly keeping it) - that wasn't nuanced critique or character work; it was a loud, lazy display of “performative political solidarity” that read well to people who didn't/don't/won't engage with the work beyond a superficial "what happens next week" basis.

Meanwhile, detail-obsessed fans were left blinking in confusion while watching Nick Blaine, a canonically subversive character, get rewritten into a narrative scapegoat. And this all coming from the Hollywood bubble, wrapped either in moral absolutism or in Dianetics/LRH’s bottled sweat/imaginary alien overlords (I mean…I guess ¿porque no los dos?).

But none of it touched the reality of how real-world resistance actually works.. successful resistance efforts rarely include heroic bull-in-a-china-shop suspend-your-belief-in-logic singular action moments. Success is yielded from teamwork, working together in perhaps a few big ways but many more small ways towards reaching the common goal of true equality. This last season also did no favors as it pertains to increasing the awareness about current human rights atrocities nor in increasing the awareness about the slippery slope that the US was beginning to find itself in even at the time that Season 6 began filming (FDT hadn't "won" yet but the writing was clearly on the wall.)

All it was was glass mansions. With a megaphone. Expecting applause.

(And btw, record yourselves applauding please!)

The accusation that us as fans “just didn’t understand” is exquisitely rich, because it became painfully obvious once the existing source material ran out around the end of Season 2, that the creatives themselves didn't even understand the show they were making.

Season 3 was my early warning sound off (wish I’d trusted it), and by the start of Season 5, it was crystal clear- this team was wildly underqualified to develop an original narrative that could even begin to touch what Atwood set them up with.

I voluntarily relinquished my "loyal-AF-viewer-tuning-in-right-at-11pm-cst-on-Monday-night" membership card around the start of Season 5, Episode 1- as Game of Thrones had given me trust issues..and I didn't even care half as much about those characters as I did for most of the characters in the HMT.

Something inside me felt really ick about the wedding ring reveal of Season 4, without a character to even go along with the ring.. it was haphazard and the explanations for it made no sense. I hate to say my instincts were right to begin pulling away immediately... but of course I always held out hope that someone competent would find a way to land the thing, and I figured I'd just go back and catch up once it was all over.

But I digress...

When you have even the actors (hey Max Minghella) side-eying their characters' choices and wondering if there perhaps were darker sides to them that over a span of six seasons/8-9 years, that they were never told about..or in retrospect now perhaps feel a little insecure about, like they magically should've diduced that darkness from nothingness..?

Well, in that case, we're no longer talking about art, and instead discussing the glaring slow-mo narrative malpractice that's been taking place since Season 3.

This series ending/"landing" really could have been their (writers/showrunners) big shot at successful critical longevity. Instead, they turned an open-book test into a public implosion. The bones of Atwood’s world were right there, mapped out and ready, but instead of following them, the writers/showrunners/actors-turned-directors misunderstood and eventually betrayed them.

Honestly, in retrospect, The Testaments feels like a deliberate course correction. A softspoken “no, actually” from Atwood herself, reaffirming where the moral core of this story lies. And yes, that includes Nick. The show had the source material in addition to the reinforced narrative/additional insights provided by Atwood in The Testaments (released in September 2019, shortly after the television adaptation began airing its third season.)

And when the backlash from the final season hit shortly after the "betrayal," they deflected by calling loyal fans/viewers love-blind, shallow, or naive (especially women) for caring about a character who dared to represent subtle resistance (apparently you need to be on-the-nose and in-your-face defiantly obvious about your intentions or you too could be called a Nazi twice in the last season of a show based on a literary narrative that you've been a character/major part of in since the 1980s).

In their defense, they love to mention OC characters like Lawrence as if he's the beacon of proof of their creative genius, but here's the truth- Lawrence worked exceedingly well in spite of the writing, not because of it. That was thanks to Bradley Whitford’s interpretation and creative latitude. Same with Nick.. except Minghella had far less input, because Nick was/IS Atwood’s creation. Ultimately, both characters (one canonical, one not) succeeded because the actors did the heavy lifting when the scripts couldn’t.

The writers should not misinterpret this as a flex, because it more appropriately should be ready as a red flag warning at the beach, ultimately showing the dangers of what happens when performers understand the source material more deeply than the people that were paid to adapt it, and when writers confuse praise for their original characters as being praise for their writing vs it just being masterful performance by the actor themselves that makes the character work.

.. dangers such as, for instance, now you've got a nonsensical last season, and not to mention, a ticked off loyal fanbase, who started with the show back in 2017, absolutely refusing to even consider watching TT.

They are so smart you guys, like you don't even know.

In the end, they confused moral ambiguity with moral incoherence, flattened complexity into cliché, and mistook erasure for subversion.

I'll end it here although I could keep going: Nick didn’t need a redemption arc, he already had one published in 1985, and then Atwood doubled down on it in her 2019 Handmaid's "sequel," The Testaments, but sadly, neither he (Nick) nor Minghella were backed by writers, showrunners, or actors-turned-directors brave enough to commit to it.

[twstowo]

Oyo, um I read one of your fics and it was rlly good. I'm pretty sure it was one of the 'they end up another universe twst' fics. They're rlly juicy BTW

I was thinking like...what happened if otherverse bois met normalverse yuu and they actually start liking them? Sorta yandere-ish type stuff to the point where they don't wanna leave normalverse yuu? (Yes, I've been calling normal yuu 'normalverse' yuu bc it makes a bit of sense lmao)

Understandable if you're a bit uncomfy with this :)

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

♡︎This is quite an interesting idea! I had though about it once but since you asked now I'm really going to write it! Also I'm not the best with yandere themes so I hope this is good enough!

♡︎Includes: OB! Characters

♡︎Warning: Malleus's part made me kinda sad, IM SO SORRY MALLEUS LOVERS. Also all of them need therapy.

[AU Masterlist]

NV - Normalverse (Thank you for the idea Anon!)

First things first, in general, I believe that they would understand that you aren’t the same person from their Universe, however, this wouldn’t excuse the fact that every time they see your face they are thrown back to your relationship back in their world, which to say the least is not the best.

⋆⋅☆Riddle

There would be no doubt that he would dislike you intensely. Moreover, the fact that this Riddle would be even worse than the pre-overblot Riddle in the NV would put you in a difficult position.

The first time he spots you, he would be blinded by rage and probably try to behead you. Fortunately, Trey and Cater quickly save you, taking you as far away as possible from Tyrant Riddle.

He will do anything to find you, and he will have no tolerance for your actions. At the slightest inconvenience you cause, he will be right behind you, ready to tell you how much of an annoyance you are.

But you catch on to his game pretty quickly, so you counter him by being the very definition of perfection. You make sure not to break a single rule and set an example for everyone around you, and by the Sevens, that only makes him even angrier.

But is he really angry? He can’t deny that he feels slightly impressed. Among everyone else at this strange college, you are the only one who comes close to reaching the level of perfection he demands.

Slowly, he finds himself growing fonder of you. He starts thinking about bringing you back with him once he finds a way to return to his universe. You’d fit perfectly in the castle with him, and he’s certain his mother would have approved of you.

⋆⋅☆Leona

When it comes to Leona, he is more annoyed with the NV version of you than anything else. After all, you were always pestering him about being lazy and irresponsible. He had been plotting to have you exiled once he took the throne by killing his brother.

So, the first time he spots you, he's ready to turn around and leave, not wanting to hear your nagging. But that doesn’t happen. You speak to him as if he were a normal person, with no harsh words, and even smile at him when you finish talking.

Is he seeing things? Why are you so different in this universe? And why is he enjoying this new kind of attention so much?

Yet, he remains rude, constantly sending glares your way. He firmly believes you're trying to trick him into something malicious.

Still, you bring him lunch and talk about your day. You are strangely kind, something he never thought he would experience, especially from you. You are the first person ever to treat him like this.

Slowly, something starts to shift inside him. Your attention becomes something he craves, and he starts becoming obsessed, to the point where he checks if you give the same treatment to others.

And if you do, he makes sure they are out of the picture the next time you look for them. He will ensure that you have only him to turn to, to talk about your day, and to give your full attention.

⋆⋅☆Azul

OH NO! He’s had enough of your antics ruining his business! Azul puts up a sign with your face and a red cross over it in front of the Monster Lounge. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED IN!

Floyd and Jade find this absolutely hilarious and watch as you stroll into the Monster Lounge without a care in the world. (You’re literally that meme: "This sign won’t stop me, because I can’t read.") They don’t even try to stop you, they’re far too entertained by the thought of seeing how this new Azul will react to the chaos.

Let’s just say that Azul quickly learns the hard way that you aren’t here to ruin his business. Instead, you seem determined to ruin his reputation by being overly affectionate and making him squirm with your sweet words in front of all his clients, no less.

He tries to distance himself, avoiding your gaze and setting boundaries, but you keep coming back. In that, you remind him of the version of you from his own universe.

And for some reason, he finds that persistence very attractive. He can’t deny that, before you decided to ruin his business, he used to have a slight crush on you back then.

But now, you aren’t trying to ruin his business. Quite the contrary, you’re a magnet for attention, constantly drawing more customers to the Mostro Lounge.

Slowly, Azul starts losing himself in this fantasy: you and him, together, expanding his business. But at a certain point, he realizes he’s thinking more about you than the money the two of you could make.

He becomes determined to keep you by his side, even if his business suffers because of it. If all it takes to have you is tarnishing a bit of his reputation, then he’s willing to do it.

⋆⋅☆Jamil

By the Seven, he was already annoyed that Kalim was here, but you too? This was about to be the worst day of his life, two incredibly annoying people threatening to ruin his plans.

He keeps his distance, but when you spot him, he’s about to tell you to go find someone else to bother. Then, you say something completely unexpected: you’re actually annoyed by Kalim’s antics.

You? Annoyed? At Kalim?

He’s taken aback. In his universe, you and Kalim were inseparable friends, always together. But the you from this place is actually bothered by him? He doesn’t even need to know why you’re annoyed. Just the fact that someone finally agrees with him about Kalim makes him incredibly happy.

He enjoys it when you come to him with your frustrations. Whether you’re irritated by Kalim’s constant gifts or his endless parties in your honor, because you feel overwhelmed, Jamil is always there to listen. He savors your complaints, and he’s quick to add his own criticisms about Kalim, which only deepens your dislike for him.

As time goes on, you start finding comfort in Jamil’s presence. His understanding and validation make him seem like a refuge from the chaos that Kalim brings. You begin to rely on him more, and Jamil can’t help but enjoy how your dislike for Kalim boosts his own ego.

Jamil starts subtly shaping your view of Kalim. By reinforcing your negative feelings and positioning himself as your only true ally, he ensures that you depend on him more. He carefully creates situations where he appears better compared to Kalim, making himself seem like the perfect match for you.

Jamil feeds off your growing dislike for Kalim. Your negative feelings towards Kalim seem to boost his ego, and he finds himself loving your voice even more.

You deserve someone who truly understands you, and Jamil believes he’s that person. He’s confident that he’d be the perfect match for you.

⋆⋅☆Vil

There you are, Neige’s number one fan. He doesn’t even look in your direction, you aren’t worth it. Shouldn’t you be with him, guarding him like the lapdog you are?

Vil has to admit that at least you seem more elegant here. You look more relaxed and gentle, but maybe you were always like that back then. Perhaps he was just too focused on Neige to notice you.

Or maybe this version of you from this universe is simply sweeter and kinder. Perhaps here, you don’t make Neige your whole identity and actually treat Vil like a person rather than just competition for Neige.

Vil is intrigued, he finds you interesting, even. There’s a charm to you that brings him comfort. When he learns that you’re not that close to Neige here, he finds himself feeling pleased. And when you tell him that you find him “oh so much more beautiful,” he realizes that you might not be so bad after all.

Then he becomes attentive to your habits, your likes and dislikes, he memorizes every time you express any small detail about yourself only to use these as a way to create more opportunities to be closer to you. He brings up things you’ve mentioned in passing, showing how attentive he is to your likes and dislikes. His compliments become more personal, always tied to something he knows you value.

He loves especially when you talk so sweetly about him, or when he overhears you telling others how beautiful you think he is.

So whenever you mention Neige in a good way he becomes jealous, you should be exclusively devoted to him, he should be the only thing that crosses your mind and he was to make sure you only see him as your number one option.

He’s determined to make you see him as your everything, and he’ll stop at nothing to ensure that you’re his, completely and utterly.

⋆⋅☆Idia

(In here both Idia and Ortho from the AU get sent to the NV.)

Ah yes, the ruiner of fun, you.

Back in his world, he used to send his followers to pester you, hoping you'd leave him alone. But no matter what, you always managed to bounce back and ruin his mischievous plans. What was with you, always messing with the fun? If a person or two died, who would even care?

But this version of you seems so much more into the chaos. He watches as you join in Ace's dumb ideas or get excited when Ortho prepares to blast off half the school.

You actually seem like someone who would join in his schemes now, and he'd love to have some help.

Howver the idea of you laughing, scheming, or enjoying yourself with anyone else starts to eat away at him. He starts sabotaging your interactions with others, asking for Ortho’s help to keep Ace busy with other things, making sure you spend more time with him.

He starts sending Ortho on missions to monitor your every move, always keeping tabs on who you’re with and what you’re doing. If anyone tries to get too close to you, they mysteriously vanish from the scene, often without you even noticing.

Everything feels so perfect when the two of you are together, you don’t need anyone else just like he doesn’t need anyone else.

⋆⋅☆Malleus

Poor Malleus had been treated badly by his crush back in his universe. You never answered the letters he sent, and he had heard that all the little trinkets and flowers were returned because you didn’t want any of them.

So when this version of you from this strange new place treats him with such devotion, such kindness, and accepts his small gifts, even inviting him to spend time with you, he can hardly believe what’s happening.

This was essentially a dream come true for him. He wonders if it had been you he sent all those letters to, whether you would have written him back with the same excitement.

Why, then, hadn’t this lovely and perfect version of you been the one in his universe? Why was he the one left unloved in his world?

He wants to take you with him. Surely, you love him, you wouldn’t be angry if he took you back to his castle. The two of you could finally do all the things he had dreamed about while gazing lovingly at the flowers he once sent you.

After all, why else would you shower him with such kindness? Why else would you invite him to spend time with you? You must love him too.

[unabashednightmarepizza]

𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑, 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑆𝑒𝑒𝑛

A/N(1): Considering Gaming is pretty much like me in every aspect and a weird sagau-like thing happened to me where, whenever I make a 10 pull, I always get Gaming and now baby boy is C5 already( THREE of them were on the same pull btw), and that we need to spread more love for him... Here I am with this impulsive piece of work that suddenly came to my mind where us, the reader who is the Creator of Teyvat and all the universes, descends only for him and IS the one who grants Vision to people. (Visions are not some shitty way of controlling people here)

A/N(2): I know Lantern Rite is over but damn, did I loose inspiration to finish this so soon so, I divided this into two parts.

Warnings: Spoilers for Lantern Rite and Gaming's backstory, Reader giving good parenting advice and literally being a grandma who would slap someone with a slipper and commit homicide for children, communication problems between parents and children.

"I think the Creator isn't too fond of me y'know?"

Lumine and Paimon sweated at the mention of your name, the former one rubbing his defeated shoulders for comfort as she looked at her companion.

Paimon worriedly looked up where her mother was as she floated above Gaming, the now peaceful and serene Celestia floating above them with the rightful owner in it. After gathering all your essences back and helping you come back once again - and learning that her emergency food was actually the Creator's daughter-, Lumine had the chance of meeting you quite a lot actually.

The reason for it was pretty simple: Lumine and Paimon had become inseparable.

They had been travelling together for years, all alone with only having each other to rely on. Sure, they made great friendships over the years and they were always happy to reunite with them whenever possible... But none of them could come with them on their journey.

Especially since it was unknown when exactly it would stop.

But although they thought to be alone as they discovered the truth about both Lumine and her brother's story and Paimon's origins... Lumine knew they weren't really all by themselves in such a vast and seemingly endless world.

She could feel it in her soul... With the warmth that never left her ever since she woke up near that shore, the one that had never left her even if she was starting to loose hope, always pushing her to fight for one more day.

There was no way you wouldn't love one of your own child.

"Ahhh... Why do you think so, Gaming? Have you done something to offend Her?" Paimon asks cautiously, with a hint of softness Lumine rarely heard since she was often sarcastic just as you were, as she patted his head warmly with worried eyes. This was one of the rare times that Lumine really saw You in her, that Paimon had more than one thing common with You.

Except Your love for food, that is.

She, better than anyone, knew how You were, after all, as a daughter... She felt your unconditional love even when she had no recollection of, well... Everything that happened.

Even when she didn't know what or who she was, she knew one thing clear: The Creator loved Her creations so dearly... The one on the throne could never be Her.

"Uhhh, Paimon really doesn't think so! Her Highness is known to be so loving and kind and also supportive of Her creations-" she nervously stuttered, looking up to where you were supposed to be as she gave as much comfort as she can. She didn't need to be an expert to know that most of the people in Teyvat adored their Creator, and all of them respected You for... every single thing You did for them.

Including setting new Heavenly Principles to ensure peace all across Teyvat, after millenias of destruction caused by the Usurper which tainted the soil, the very core of Teyvat and the souls of people and gods alike.

Gaming, of course not surprisingly, was one of those who admired you the most. Chenyu Vale, after all, was known for their tea and tea ceremonies, especially those of Adepti and the Creator. The stories of your both heroism and creation was one thing told throughout the land... And then there was the parental ones they had heard and read about thanks to their Archon, Gods and Adepti wanted to preserve for Your and their sake...

To remember those peaceful times they all used to sit with You and eat, drink to their heart's content as they shared stories and what they had been doing with their humans... Before either Barbatos or Menogias and Bosacius "ruining it" with their banter and over all "idiocy" with one of them begging to drink wine with You while the other two argued about the fact that Bosacius shouldn't enter where you are, alongside the ladies, practically half-naked as a mean of respect.

Menogias was not the one describing such events with much disdain, it was Rex Lapis' rather "dislike" towards a certain God of Freedom as those who read your stories sweated awkwardly at his descriptions of " that drunkard who wouldn't stop hogging the Creator all to himself and had no brains too actually give a thing for rules"... All the while You cackled with the "ladies" at the back with a comedic look on your face, betting on how many tries it would take for them to finally agree.

It was good old days... that seemed far, far away from reach as the years passed and now Teyvat was becoming another version of itself, one that You would be proud of no matter what.

Safe to say, most people praised your name and prayed to You through those ceremonies. Liyue and Chenyu Vale were the one who was perhaps the earnest with their belief, and the tea leaves they were proud to grow with Your blessing...

And with the dim-sum they had as a breakfast, to reminisce and pay respect to You and all the Gods who dined with You above the sky once.

But back to the modern days, where three youngsters were having a meltdown for different reasons...

Gaming, because he just told them- two once strangers and now his friends- his biggest secret and insecurity after his problems with father.

Paimon who almost bawled her eyes out from sadness because of the drop of his head like a kicked puppy at the slight sign of his insecurity of failing her mother.

Lumine, because these two were being total dummies and she was wondering how the hell Paimon could be related to You, who was always the logical one and always choose the rational side of things.

"I-I know that, and trust me, I am very grateful to be acknowledged by Her but... Well, I mean, I am surely in no position to complain but life wasn't the easiest for me. Especially since I chose to indulge in Wushou Dancing. You guys already know my story and... And I'm afraid that I didn't satisfy Her with how I failed at making Wushou Dancing popular-"

Gaming ranted in one breath, his face contorting in pain, both from the possibility of such thing being true and from being breathless, as he looked like a kicked puppy with his huge brown eyes from where he stood in front of the petite blond, who stared at him with a confused and troubled look.

" Woah, woah! Easy there, calm down, Gaming... So you think she is upset because of... This?"

Lumine couldn't help but frown while pointing at him and back to his vision, confusion and slight worry clouding her golden eyes as Gaming gulped and looked at her through his lashes, head turning away and eyes trailing over to stare over the tea fields. She only hoped he didn't think it was because she was belittling his worry, but rather, she didn't understand why he worried.

You were always so proud of your creations, did they really not know this?

"Uhm, y-yeah? Why wouldn't She be? She saw potential in me to make it so popular and well-liked by people yet, hehe... Here I am, as a complete failure. Just like my dad predicted..." He rubbed the back of his neck embrassed, sweating from the nervousness at the intense glare the duo was giving to him.

Logically thinking, he knew there was absolutely no way of knowing anything about the Creator, especially something as trivial as this. Both because of a) you must be too busy to care for such a small and childish thing and b) you were the Creator, how were you not supposed to love what you made?

But poor boy's insecure mind was too consumed by the self-hatred he had kept inside for so long that it started to consume hım whole... Enough to question everything he had been taught all of his life, questioning himself for the first time ever since that day if all these struggles were worth it.

Paimon, seeing and having a guess at his state, quickly budged in to divert his attention elsewhere.

"B-But I am sure that mot- I mean, Her Highness didn't bless you with a Vision and showed her favor while expecting something in return!" Paimon suddenly shot up to the air, her short legs kicking at the air angrily as her face was contorted in pure anger for the way he was thinking. And Lumine, for the first time ever since meeting her, cold sweated because of how scary she looked at the moment.

"But..." Gaming sighed dejectedly, coming down from the shock of her sudden burst, head hung low and feeling the familiar sting of his eyes of many nights he spent alone on his bed and looking back to his decisions, trying to determine if he regretted them or not, thinking about his beloved mother and Creator...

And what you both must be thinking of him.

Had he... Failed both of you?

You, who created the whole world with so much love, "The Mother of All" and his own mother, who never shied away from showing her support to him even when his father was angry at her for "spoiling" him...

"But..." he couldn't help but get frustrated at himself, and the tears gathered at the corner of his eyes. How long was he going to act like a kid? How much more would he trouble others because of his problems, much like he was doing now to even his new friends that he just met? He knew he kind of failed at his biggest dream, although his stubborn father didn't know about it just yet and he intended for it to stay that way...

Actually saying it out loud made him realize how... futile, his hardwork had been.

He really didn't make any progress at all, huh?

Before he could get any other self-deprecating thoughts, he contiued with gritted teeth as shame slowly filled him and he moved to get up. "...I was given a Vision because of my ambition to make Wushou Dancing popular in Liyue Harbor, at least that's how I see it although I know not everyone's jumping at watching it... And if I can't make it come true then..."

Another dejected sigh as his hand subconsciously went to his Vision, feeling its comforting warmth as he clutched the glass orb tightly. He always believed that the Visions' warmth, apart from containing the aspirations of the holder, had always had a part of you as well... That the comforting warmth that accompanied him much like other holders, was because of your love and hopes for them. To see what path they would carve for themselves while watching over them...

And there was no way he made anyone proud with what he had become. His relatives? They didn't particularly care about him, they couldn't, right? And his father was another story with the restless and hurtful quarrels they used to have every day, especially after his mother's death. He wouldn't even talk to him, yet alone look at his face, why would he care to come looking for his son?

How would a young boy like him ever know that the reason his father couldn't look at him in the eyes was because he was also reminded of his mistakes and hurtful words he uttered towards his own father when he was his age? How would he know that his own father, though he didn't show himself like that, lacked the way to express his guilt to his own son that he hadn't seen in a long time?

How would he know that his own father was drowning in his own guilt, but too afraid to say anything to his son when he too, was drowning himself in guilt and self-hatred?

His, and unknown to him... his dad's, mind was clouded with their own sadness, all the while never leaving their eyes from the clear sky while Paimon's and Lumine's worried eyes were on Gaming's melancholic ones, as the duo shared a stare only they could understand... with a question after years of being on Teyvat suddenly popped inside their mind.

That they had to reach to you as soon as possible...

And learn how the Vision-giving process actually worked.

"Then, what am I?"

Meanwhile, up in Celestia, you were merrily decorating your place in Liyue themes, since the Lantern Rite night was coming closer, and watering the many plants you had as a gift from your children was taking too long, you opted to keep yourself busy with humming a soft tune.

Completely and blissfully unaware of the chaos in Liyue.

But you know what they say: A mother intuition always works and is always right.

"Hmm... My mom senses are tingling yet once again. Could it be my daughter?" You curiously asked to yourself, a slight worry deep in your heart as you walked back to your throne room to check on her and her companion, the music still blasting inside your head.

Those "earphones" your Fontanian kids called, was really something else as they blasted of your son Barbatos' one of the many ballads, only requiring a magical jade to store that tune. Perhaps you could visit your son and see how they are all doing after that whole Usurper ordeal?

"My children truly exceeded my expectations... If only they didn't nearly destroy Khaenri'ah all those years ago, give them a very unnecessary curse and give me one week of detailed work before the new year..." You couldn't help but sigh out "tiredly" and crack your back, rubbing your neck as you opened the huge white gates of the throne room.

Khaenri'ah, your dear children, were unfortunately caught between the crossfire of Celestia and the misled Archons, getting either killed or cursed with monstrosity and immortality. With yet another scheme of the corrupted Heavenly Grounds combined with them being too blind from their greed, the evil surged to the surface near Khaenri'ah and thus... since the only God they believed in was you, the biggest enemy of the Second... They were nearly destroyed completely.

But now, after a very brutal battle on the very same grounds you now peacefully walked on, Teyvat and your children were finally free with no blood of them dripping to the ground. You gave a new hope, a new world where people would thrive and live in harmony.

Children no longer in pain and crying, not being without parents...

Mothers never having to cry for their fallen children and fathers going mad...

However, just like you always thought of your children... They didn't hesitate to surprise you, and on some occasions scare you, with their quirks... It was only natural to be scared for your children, most importantly your baby, right?

Listening to the conversations of your daughter and Lumine with their other companions had always been a joyful experience for you, even when you were yet to take a form and were shackled. Often they joked with each other, or threw sarcastic quips at each other much to your amusement as you saw yourself in your daughter as clear as the day.

With how easygoing and cheerful their conversations would often be, you didn't think there was anything alarming happening as you looked into our orb.

There were times even you, the Mother-of-All, were left speechless...

As soon as the foggy and disturbed watery surface of your orb cleared out with a wave of your hand, and you were able to see the worried eyes of your dear vessel and daughter looking at a young boy with red and brown hair, their conversation made your mom senses 100 times worse.

"Gaming... Are you okay? Did you sleep well? You look like you are about to fall asleep any time!"

"Not really. Just yesterday, I stayed up all night playing cards..."

"Huh? Stayed up all...night? Isn't that- Isn't that a bit concerning for humans?" You worriedly asked your royal guard as he shook his head just as worriedly from behind you, although disguised it better than You did as you repeatedly looked between him and the orb, picked on your lips and pulled on it in worry as if it could somehow make you understand what you just heard.

He wasn't the Mother of All, after all. It wasn't in his nature to worry about the young ones.

"This boy... He surely doesn't give a single care about his health! I didn't create sleep for humans for nothings! One thing they need for completely resting and-and look at this! Unacceptable!" You groaned with a deep, threatening tone, angry and not understanding why humans tried to go against their nature like that, hands on either sides of your hips as you stared at Gaming's reflection and see... Just how really tired his soul was.

Going between a great dilemma for his future, a hard time for him, one that hangs heavily upon his shoulders and the soul you crafted quite carefully and gently.

What was it that made a boy so young such as him so deeply upset that it affected him deep to his core?

Yet... Made him still so sweet and... pinchable?

"Hmm... They seem to be getting along well nonetheless." you affectionately expressed with a hand under your chin, trying to be still positive, lovingly looking at the content smiles of all three children as your daughter feasted upon food after food and was being spoiled to no end by none other than Gaming himself.

The young boy's willingness to pay for everything and not "disturb" other's, even if he earned that Mora in the hard way, impressed you and his kindness and easygoing side was something you had never seen in a human before.

And considering you were the Creator, that said a lot by itself.

But still... His way was one that could be considered as... "Self-destructive", one that rang the alarms of a troubled childhood even from miles away, and also one which needed to be stopped at one point.

Even if it required the two most essential weapons of a mother: "The Mom Voice" and "The Slipper".

Your thoughts were cut short when you saw your daughter's shy yet puffed out cheeks as Gaming cooed at her, you couldn't help but chuckle as well, leaning down over the orb with both hands on your cheeks and heart combusting and running up the walls from the sudden surge of love you felt for the three young children as the other two coddled your daughter, in their own ways of course.

Aww, a fed Paimon is a happy Paimon, huh?

"And just like that, Gaming is her new favourite friend." You giggled at Paimon's flushed cheeks from the orb you watched, Lumine's smug yet peaceful smile after all the traumatic events she went through brightening your face. Gaming's bright smile wasn't so behind on the race of "radiance", his eyes twinkling in happiness at Paimon's happy and wide smile, feeling proud with himself that he was the reason she was a full and happy child at that moment.

That was exactly what you wanted for your children and people to have: Get along well with each other, learn from each other as everyone experienced the world you served beneath their feet... Not fight for their lives in greed and selfishness.

You sighed in relief when you realized that they were fine and happy, a bit tired perhaps from the hard work earlier but still... They were finally being what they were supposed to be from the beginning as they joked together already.

Two teens and a child, though the latter was questionable since Paimon has been there ever since "the Beginning".

"Gaming is one unique boy, just like many of Your creations, Your Highness... Easily well-loved, and befriended even by 'two outsiders'."

You absentmindedly nodded, you attention straying away from the scene before your eyes as you looked at one of the pillars of Celestia in deep thought.

It was no shocker that humans were... weird, in the eyes of other gods.

You created them with compensation and empathy, with the need to socialise and friend others in their journey. The way they would do it, however, entirely depended on their choices and often times, even when shackled, you watched them in amazement with the different routes they had taken with their life.

Some gods didn't want to question your authority, but couldn't help the questions linger in their minds: Why would you built paths for them when you knew the end? When you knew how they would act?

Well, that was the question forbanother day...

But even with knowing it all, Gaming's behaviour shocked even You, who was the one to set the order.

The sixteen-year-old just... gave and gave and gave at an alarming speed, without ever stopping... Without even asking for anything in return.

That wasn't good at all... A person who gives and gives, who is very self-sacrificing with absolutely zero care about their own emotions, trying to gain people's gratitude so that they would continue the relationship/ friendship, definetly experienced a situation where they felt... Invalidated for their feelings.

And You saw it... Even your daughter, who loved food and tea more than anything, hesitated to accept his request for more food and treats to eat after all the things he bought for her.

But in the end, she was just a child. A child who loved treats, especially if it came from someone else.

"You really liked it, huh?... You know what? I'll buy you a whole bunch and pile them so high, you could swim in 'em!"

"You... You noticed what Paimon likes?" you could hear the slight wavering of your little baby's voice as a gentle smile overtake your whole face, your insides filling up with an unexplainable need to crush her to your chest with many kisses all over her chubby cheeks... Although what he said he would do was a bit impossible.

You always knew your daughter had a very soft heart behind her "ugly nickname giving ceremonies" or her sarcastic answers, even when she unintentionally ( or not, at least when she saw someone she didn't like) spoke too much and too loud.

Lucky of her that she had people who loved her anyways.

It seemed Gaming and Lumine also thought the scene to be wholesome as they both smiled with closed eyes at her obviously touched state, Lumine snickering under her breath as Paimon sniffled and blushed while glancing away from Gaming, who also supported a brotherly smile at her.

"Wait... Seriously? Paimon was just joking, you don't have to do... that!... But if you are going to get us something anyways, we would much rather have Winter Melon Cake instead! And you said you hadn't eaten it for so long, so Paimon calls it a win-win."

"Ah, don't mention it! Just think of this as a thank you for all your help." He waved his hand dismissively as he prepared to leave, doubts and anxiety still swirling in his eyes and soul. Yet, he hid all those behind a warm smile and saddened, downcasted eyes.

But there were things he couldn't hide from one entity...

"Besides, the thing between me and my family... It's a long story. It might take some time to tell. You get all hungry in the meantime as I prepare everything, goodbye!"

With that, Gaming sprintered away from the two travellers who looked from behind him with perplexed eyes. Poor Lumine couldn't understand what had just happened, with both Gaming's "story" and the way he abruptly ran away.

Paimon was busy with getting agitated, having had enough, though.

Fortunately, they weren't the only ones who felt that way... Although Paimon's reasons were different than You and Lumine.

"Is he underestimating Paimon? Hah! The audacity! She is just gonna have to show him how much-"

"Paimon could eat, perhaps?"

"Mama!"

Paimon's angry rambling and flapping of her cape ceased, her happily exclaiming as her eyes lightened up with stars when she zoomed in to where you were waiting for her with a closed eyes smile, leaving a trail of constellations in her excitement, head slightly tilted and arms wide open for her to come crashing into and nuzzle to your warm chest.

It had been such a long time after all, the last time you were peacefully together being Sumeru where you had been hiding to gather all your powers back and lead Lumine to where you were.

After a very emotional reunion, answering a lot of questions about the creation in general and the Abyss and Celestia, saving the Sumeru (as in entirety) and their Archon who was apparently your freakin' granddaughter who was very eager to finally meet her grandmother whose voice was the only thing she was able to hear in her dream...

All of you decided to wait for a bit more until everything settled and this silent war was over, to "descend" onto a very much so eagerly waiting Teyvat and declare Paimon as your youngest daughter.

Oh the amount of war flashbacks some people would have because holy shit, they treated and even insulted her- the Creator's child- so badly, they were sure they would get a very torturing punishment...

"Hello, Your High-" A hard, yet teasing, stare of your starry eyes was all it took for Lumine to sweat anxiously and correct herself with a shy smile, cheeks flushing at your serious yet still soft eyes. It wasn't in your nature to chide and get mad easily, although your eldest children would beg to differ about the previous one. However, for your dear ones, they didn't have to use such honorifics when you were all tightly knitted through the fate you let happen.

Besides, Lumine was just so cute with her bashful forgetfullness of adressing you casually, even when you often reminded her.

"Y/N... I hope you have been fine lately?" You hummed pleasantly as you nodded, patting your daughter's back as she nuzzled to your neck for warmth with a toothy smile.

"Hmm... I really was, thank you Lumine. I hope your journey on Chenyu Vale wasn't so harsh?" You inquired with a turn of your body, the floral designs on your dress and the edge of your long sleeves flowing as if they were slowly moving and your mighty crown standing on your head, shining blindingly and setting fear on enemies.

But it only amazed her further, making her stare at you for the power you held in amazement and how easily you could destroy everything and yet, chose not to.

"It was not as harsh as it was then Inazuma's, it was quite pleasing." She answered after a few seconds of pondering, making you laugh out awkwardly and sweat as she smiled kindly at you, knowing how you still held yourself to blame for what Ei had done to both of them and her own people.

I couldn't show her the right path when she needed her mother the most... Of course, I'm one of the people to blame...

That was what you said when you witnessed the pain Ei's grief and twisted thinking of "Eternity" caused to her people. Grief... Grief often blinded logic and the truth right in front of people, which resulted in unwanted situations and the hurt innocent people would have to face.

The sight of lightining scars across Lumine's petite body, a crestfallen look painted with grief raking through her body as your soft hands slowly touched her scars that you offered to heal... You never felt more disgusting and a failure than you did at the moment.

To which she always replied with " They do not hurt anymore, Your Grace..." with a tight and secure squeeze of her hands over yours as she hugged you, the Creator who felt immense guilt for something that happened out of Their control, because of the wrong doing of something else.

A Creator that felt sadness and compassion for one of Their creations so openly...

"Ah, apologies once again... I wish it was just as pleasant as it was with Liyue and Mondstadt but you know-" you shut yourself up with a forced cough, not wanting to remind her of her bad experiences as you stared at her golden eyes, to which she averted eyes and looked at the horizon bashfully under Paimon's judging eyes.

She really better had a little talk with her about Lumine's treatment towards her mother... Before something else came to her mind.

"Mom... There is something Paimon wants to ask your help with!" She excitedly chirped as she got out of your hold and made a flip, kicking her legs as you laughed out at her energy. It wasn't every day that she would ask something from you, especially that happily as if her request was a bright idea.

"Of course, darling of mine. What is it?"

"It's about Ga-Ming and his family!"

Lumine's smile froze on her face as she nervously looked at Paimon, fiddling with her fingers while hinting at her to stop, to which Paimon ignored. "I don't think it is our place to do something about his family, Paimon."

It wasn't that she didn't want to help him, she did. She already loved Ga-Ming and his energetic bursts, how he was always ready to lend a helping hand. She already considered him to be a friend and as his friend, of course she wanted him to be happy.

She knew the value of family more than anyone else, especially after loosing it, but... She was also aware that some things were supposed to stay between family and solved by them, not by some outsiders.

However, it seemed that Paimon had other ideas. As she started to reject Lumine's idea, saying how much he helped them and gave them and that they had to repay back some way, you raised a brow in question at their banter.

You already had a brief idea of what was going on with his family, courtesy of having 15 children directly related to you with different personalities, and what the problem between the father and son was, but it wouldn't hurt to hear it from them.

"Do you mean his father, sweetheart?"

She nods enthusiastically when Lumine budges in to cut her talk. "Yes, Y/N... But I do think that his problem runs a little bit deeper than we can help him with..."

You nodded at her understandingly, knowing the miscommunication going on has been prolonged far longer than it was necessary. Children often didn't notice much, didn't accept or wanted to accept their parents' expectations of them. They wanted to fly with their own wings, even if it could hurt them at first.

The parents didn't make it easy for them either and most of the times... They didn't want to accept their children wanting to go away and be themselves.

And as a result, both sides would drift apart until the other saw from their point of view, not caring that one wanted freedom and the other wanted safety and security for the other, even if it ended with their child angry at them. As long as they were safe and sound to do so... It was all that would matter, even if it seemed like a disrespect in the eyes of the child.

The stubborness of each side would only result in a distance that would severe the bond more and more with each passing day.

Perhaps... All they needed was a little nudge for them to see what both sides were loosing while they were drowning in their own stubborness?

"You are right, Lumine... However, there is nothing that could not be changed with a little help and a nudge towards the right." You hum with a hand over your chin, forefinger tapping your cheek in thought as you cross your arms over your chest. You soon broke out in a smile, having made your mind as you happily made a little jump.

"I shall help you two achieve your goal! The New Year is coming up and I do not wish any of my children to enter a new year full of new chances while being sad and alone."

You would make sure of that.

[khruschevshoe]

OFMD Critique: Finales, Writing Backwards, and the Importance of Building Relationships

Continuing on the rambling meta bc it turns out there are a couple of people that responded well to my initial thoughts...

Am I the only one that felt like the OFMD Season 2 finale suffered from the exact same problem as the Game of Thrones or the How I Met Your Mother Season finales? Well, not exactly the same, but lemme explain.

The treatment of Izzy Hands in Season 2 of OFMD feels like when they sat down to write this season, they wrote his death scene first (for whatever reasons that might be, though likely for the sake of Ed's arc- we're not going to address my feelings on THAT rn), THEN backfilled his arc for the rest of the season based on that, but then didn't rewrite his death scene to address the stuff that organically happened when writing the rest of the season.

Like, for example, I've seen plenty of people point out that the deathbed apology from Izzy to Ed doesn't really work (I fed your darkness) both in regards to the sheer imbalance of damage shown onscreen between Ed and Izzy, but also doesn't work as a "putting Blackbeard behind us" scene when Izzy figuratively (and literally, if you count him as part of the group with the cannonball) killed his half of Blackbeard in the storm scene in 2x2, with whatever parts lingering in him killed with the unicorn scene in 2x4. After this point, his arc and his focus has very, very little to do with Blackbeard or hell, Ed in general besides the couple of comments made to Ed and Stede that cement that Izzy is happy that Ed moved on and found someone that makes him happy.

Izzy's arc has left Blackbeard behind already. He has already hit the emotional beat that the finale wants to retread.

And then the other part of his deathbed comments to Ed- "the crew loves you, Ed"- makes no sense from the Ed side of things. The show built up an arc for Izzy that would make people care when he died, but that arc was literally about the crew literally putting aside their differences/fear/distrust of each other to help, support, and accept Izzy as their figurehead, their protector, their friend, their recovery, their family, their (insert positive symbolism/metaphor for all of the VARIOUS implied flirtations here).

What did they have with Ed? Other than his moments with Stede and Fang, what relationships were built up before Izzy's death? Calypso's birthday included no scenes of the crew interacting with Ed other than the short Archie/Ed/Stede convo at the beginning. We get none of him talking to them when prepping for the party. He spends 2x7 and 2x8 with Stede, only having scenes with Stede, never building anything with the crew.

THE LAST SUBSTANTIAL INTERACTION ED HAS WITH THE CREW BEFORE IZZY DIES IS THE "INFLUENCER APOLOGY" IN 2X5 (other than with Fang in the boat). Holy shit, I didn't even realize that until I got to this point in the meta. I had realized that something felt wrong/off about the "the crew loves you line," but I thought that it was because 2x1-2x3 cast such a long shadow on the rest of the season that it was impossible to escape. No, there were cracks in the back half of the season as well.

All of which is to say: if you have to kill Izzy (which you really, really don't, btw, it makes little sense in a show where pretty much every character has survived a near death experience with nary a scratch, but for the sake of hypothetical), there is a way you can pull it off: you have the crew at Izzy's side as he dies instead of Ed. You have their relationship with Izzy at the forefront, because their relationship is the one that matters at this point in the narrative. You have Izzy die trying to save one of them, not by random gunshot.

And then after Izzy dies, you finally give the crew their agency back. You let Izzy's death be the last straw in THEIR arcs. You let them tell Ed that they cannot allow him to stay on the ship after everything. You let them tell him that they are putting their foot down, and he can go retire if he wants, but they will not let him destroy this crew anymore.

(Or, you know, you can have all of that with a death SCARE instead of an actual death, and allow Izzy to sail off into the sunset as a first mate instead of as a dead body. Because that would suit the tone of the show and the story better.)

But I have the feeling that point B (Izzy dying/his death scene) was the thing that was decided on first, and so the budget crunch/other factors may have led the writers into making the same mistake as so many before them have: writing point A out organically, and then failing to change Point B when it no longer fit the story they had written.

[neechees]

I already know that Sarah J(ack) Ass (famous for using Breonna Taylor's death to promote her shitty books, and that tweet is still up) and her shitty romantasy series had plagiarized a number of various medias, including Game of Thrones and Zootopia, but the other day I found out she also plagiarized Spirit: Stallion of The Cimarron, and the context she does this doesn't even make sense.

It features a White character giving an exotified Black character a new name (she writes "spirit who could not be broken", from the film, verbatim), and btw this Black character's entire purpose is to further the White character's story and then dies for said White character and doesn't do much else

[forestcat222]

I made a list of every single asioaf house I could find and put it in alphabetical order. There may be a few houses missing but as of right now there are 496 houses written down. There may be some doubles, if so I apologize but when I tried to recheck it my tablet (which I used to write this) froze. I wrote this on my notes app. This includes houses from all game of Thrones media, video games, the adaptations, the books hotd and anything else I could find. I hope that whoever stumbles across this uses it because this took way to long for just me to use. (BTW houses from essos and YI-TI are includes)

Ahlaq

Algood

Allyrion

Amber

Ambrose

Andrik

Antaryon

Appleton

Arryn

Ashford

Ashwood

Baelish

Ball

Banefort

Bar Emmon

Baratheon

Bax

Beesbury

Belgrave

Belmore

Bettley

Bigglestone

Blackbar

Blackberry

Blackbrow

Blackfyre

Blackmont

Blackmyre

Blacktyde

Blackwood

Blanetree

Blount

Boggs

Bole

Bolling

Bolton

Borrel

Botley

Bourney

Bracken

Branch

Branfield

Breakstone

Briar

Bridges

Brightstone

Brook

Broom

Broome

Brownbarrow

Brownhill

Brune

Bu

Buckler

Buckwell

Bulwer

Burley

Bush

Bushy

Butterwell

Byrch

Bywater

Cafferen

Cargyll

Caron

Cassel

Casterly

Caswell

Caulfield

Cave

Celtigar

Cerwyn

Chai

Chambers

Charlton

Chelsted

Chester

Choq

Chyttering

Clegane

Clifton

Cobb

Cockshaw

Codd

Coldwater

Cole

Condon

Conklyn

Connington

Corbray

Corbray

Cordwayner

Coststayne

Cox

Crabb

Crakehall

Crane

Cray

Cressey

Crowl

Cupps

Cuy

Dargood

Darke

Darklyn

Darkwood

Darry

Dayne

Deddings

Dhazak

Doggett

Dondarrion

Donniger

Dormand of Dormand Hall

Drinkwater

Drox

Drumm

Dryland

Dults

Dunn

Durrandon

Durwell

Dustin

Edgerton

Egen

Elesham

Elliver

Eraz

Erenford

Errol

Estermont

Estren

Faez

Falwell

Farman

Farring

Farrow

Farwynd

Fell

Fenn

Ferren

Fisher

Flint

Florent

Follard

Foote

Footly

Forrester

Fossoway

Fowler

Foxglove

Fregar

Frey

Frost

Galare

Gardener

Gargalen

Garner

Gaunt

Ghazeen

Glenmore of Rillwater Crossing

Glover

Goodbrook

Goodbrother

Goode

Gower

Graceford

Grafton

Grandison

Graves

Grayson

Greenfield

Greengood

Greenhill

Greenleaf

Greenwood

Grell

Grey

Greyiron

Greyjoy

Greyjoy

Greystark

Grimm

Groves

Haen

Haigh

Hamell

Har

Harclay

Hardy

Hardyng

Harlaw

Harlton of Castlewood

Harroway

Harte

Hastwyck

Hasty

Hawick

Hawthorne

Hayford

Hazkar

Herston

Hersy

Hetherspoon

Hewett

Hightower

Hoare

Hogg

Hollard

Holt

Hook

Hornwood

Horpe

Hull

Humble

Hunt

Hunter

Hutcheson

Inchfield

Ironmaker

Ironsmith

Jar

Jast

Jordayne

Justman

Kandaq

Karstark

Kattleblack

Keath

Kenning

Kidwell

Knott

Kyndall

Ladybright

Lake

Langward

Lannet

Lannister

Lanny

Lansdale

Lantell

Leek

Lefford

Leygood

Liddle

Lightfoot

Lipps

Lo

Locke

Lolliston

Long

Longthorpe

Longwaters

Lonmouth

Loraq

Lorch

Lothston

Lowther

Lyberr

Lychester

Lydden

Lynderly

Magnar

Malcolm

Mallery

Mallister

Manderly

Mandrake

Manning

Manwoody

Marbrand

Marreq

Marsh

Martell

Massey

Mazin

Meadows

Mengo

Merlyn

Merryweather

Mertyns

Middlebury

Mollen

Moore

Mooton

Moreland

Morgryn

Mormont

Morrigen

Moss

Mudd

Mullendore

Musgood

Myatt

Myraq

Myre

Nakloz

Naqqan

Nayland

Netley

Norcross

Norrey

Norridge

Nute

Nutt

Oakheart

Oldflowers

Orkwood

Orme

Osgrey

Otherys

Overton

Paege

Parren

Payne

Peake

Peasebury

Peat

Peckledon

Pemford

Penny

Penrose

Perryn

Phal

Piper

Plumm

Pol

Polander

Pommingham

Poole

Potter

Prestayn

Prester

Pryor

Pyle

Pyne

Qaggaz

Qhoqua

Qo

Qoherys

Qorgyle

Quagg

Quazzar

Rambton

Rankenfell

Redbeard

Redding

Redfort

Redwyne

Reed

Reyann

Reyne

Reznak

Rhaezn

Rhazdar

Rhysling

Risley

Rogare

Rogers

Rollingford

Roote

Rosby

Rowan

Roxton

Royce

Ruskyn

Ruthermont

Ruttiger

Ryder

Ryger

Rykker

Ryswell

Saltcliffe

Santagar

Sarsfield

Sarwyck of Riverspring

Sawyer

Seaworth

Selmy

Serrett

Serry

Sharp

Shawney

Shell

Shepherd

Shermer

Shett

Slate

Sloane

Slynt

Smallwood

Sparr

Spicer

Stackhouse

Stackspear

Staedmon

Stane

Stark

Staunton

Stokeworth

Stonehouse

Stonetree

Stout

Straw

Strickland

Strong

Suggs

Sunderland

Sunderly

Sunglass

Swann

Sweet

Swyft

Swygert

Tallhart

Tarbeck

Targaryen

Tarly

Tarth

Tarwick

Tawney

Teague

Templeton

Terrick

Thenn

Thorne

Toland

Tollett

Torrent

Towers

Toyne

Trant

Tudbury

Tully

Turnberry

Tyrell

Uffering

Uhlez

Uller

Ullor

Umber

Upcliff

Vaith

Vance

Varner

Velaryon

Vikary

Volmark

Vypren

Vyrwel

Wade

Wagstaff

Warrick

Waterman

Waxley

Wayn

Waynwood

Weatherwax

Weaver

Webber

Wells

Wells

Wendwater

Wensington

Westbrook

Westerling

Westford

Whent

Whitehead

Whitehill

Whitfield

Wibberley

Willum

Wode

Woodfoot

Woodhull

Woods

Woodwright

Woolfield

Wormwood

Wull

Wydmen

Wyl

Wylde

Wynch

Wythers

Xaq

Xho

Yarwyck

Yelshire

Yew

Yherizan

Yronwood

Yunzak

Zhak

Zherzyn

[3hobbitsinatrenchcoat]

Some initial thoughts:

So after seeing four minor untagged spoilers in the span of an hour yesterday I finally caved and bought Dragon Age Veilguard. I played for almost five hours last night and I have. Opinions (but not the ones you might think).

I'm gonna start this with: I am enjoying myself immensely. This game is objectively fun and the characters are delightful.

So here are my thoughts in no particular order. Given that most of my annoyances so far are personal preference shit... They're minor.

I MISS top-down strategy. That's what made the game fun to me, specifically. The ability wheel is cool and all but it's not what I'm used to. Old man yells at cloud or whatever.

someone in the art department has a thing for Pixar mom dumptruck ass and hips and it SHOWS

I saw someone say you could dive in headfirst and you'd crack your head open if you tried (saying the lore isn't that deep) but quite frankly I'm not finding that to be true. There's quite a bit of lore.

I love all the scattered notes that aren't codex entries.

God the fade is so cool. Lighthouse concept?? Having to unlock rooms??? *chefs kiss*

So far the gameplay seems... A bit remenicent of DA2 with how railroad linear it is. (Derogatory) I'm hoping that changes when I progress further since I'm only a few hours in and Inquisition also took a long time to open up.

I wish they'd gone less smoothened cartoony with the animation. It just kinda looks weird to me. Sorry Bellara your jaw and chin situation is unsettling to me. Also the Pixar dumptruck ass makes another appearance in this point too.

The dumptruck ass isn't a negative btw it's just. So noticible that it's distracting me during cutscenes XD

As much as I miss top down gameplay the ability combo mechanics are LIT. That's so much fun.

I spent almost half an hour in the character creator. Take that for what you will.

I was initially skeptical about only including three choices from DAI as the things that change the story but after seeing what those choices were and the opening parts of the game I can see why. Am I disappointed? A little. But it's a completely different area of the world dealing with their own bullshit a not insignificant number of years later. Whoever is on the throne of ferelden isn't gonna matter when you have fucked up darkspawn crawling into your bed at night.

Speaking of those darkspawn. what the FUCK. THEY'RE SO MUCH MORE TERRIFYING??? WHY ARE THEY GLOWING??

If Varric doesn't talk about hawke at least once I'm gonna chew on bioware's fibre optic cables

That's all I really have on first impressions. I'm gonna sum this up by talking about a different franchise: Assassin's Creed. When they pivoted into open world they lost a lot of what I considered core gameplay. It still had the AC name and was in the same world with the same lore, but I had to learn to love it again.

That feels like what is happening here. The world is the same but the gameplay itself has been changed by time and consumer perception. It's fun but it'll never feel the same way it once did for some people.

And that's ok.

[softhenrycavill]

This is Charmaine DeGraté!

Charmaine DeGrate is an Emmy nominated Writer and Producer whose credits include Daisy Jones and The Six, Game of Thrones: House of the Dragon, The 100, Star Wars: The Acolyte. Other credits include projects in film and television for Lucasfilm, HBO, AppleTv, Amazon, Netflix, Warner Bros., Disney, Universal and Skydance.

She was part of this Year's Power 100. She follows Natalie on IG (Henry too) liked and commented on Natalie's last Post. And Natalie commented on her Post. ( They obviously know eachother)

Do you wanna know why these trolls keep telling you Natalie is lying about her Job? Telling you guys she's a h**ker, professional escourt and that shit? Because it makes their "it's a PR relationship" Lie more believeable! That's the reason! People wont buy the "its PR" narrative that easily if they knew she's really working in the Industry! That's why they keep telling you she's a nobody, a wh*re who agreed to fake a relationship with an Actor. Well she is not.....never was! She worked as a creative executive for Legendary, and now she's working for Vertigo Entertainment as a Vice President. That's not a Lie. Natalie is someone in the Industry that's why she has Actors like Glen Powell following her, thats why she's friends with people who also work in Hollywood ( Actors, Writers, Directors, Producers). Or how do you explain that? Why would people in the Industry follow her, like her Content or comment on her posts if she's a nobody ~ or a h**ker who never worked in Hollywood or even worse: lies about her Job? How does this make any sense to you? Anyone of the haters dare to explain?

Ooh and btw I'm pretty sure trolls see those things but deliberately ignore everything that threatens the narrative they desperately want to sell to everyone!!!

[slayernina]

EUROVISION 2025 aka EVERYONE *coff coff* Spain VS ISRAEL DRAMA

An explanation for non Eurovision or Spanish speaking fans of the mess of this year, about the most political song contest ever that claims every year « we are not politicaaaaaaaal » despite this thing is Game of Thrones mixed with the Sopranos mixed with glitter and fireworks.

You know it’s going to be a good edition if you have an epileptic attack at some point of the night

Also my highligths of my favourite  songs of this edition.

As a good entry, I would recommend to watch the Netflix movie Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga. It is an American movie but it got the right vibes.

Briefly, this is a song contest in which several European-ish countries (plus Israel and sometimes Australia, I refuse to explain this) to celebrate union, cooperation and all that shit after the II World War. It is a way also to apologise to each other if we have a feud giving mutual points. But mostly because we just love to teach each other apart, to be honest.

**Looking at Portugal because you didn’t give us your 12 points**

The structure is simple:

-A video of the Crystal Microphone being carried to the city in which the contest is (the winning country of the last year). Nice mention to Switzerland because Nemo broke the micro last year XD

-The winner of the last year performing their winning song.

-The Flag Parade, in which all singers participating wave their flags to the audience (obviously)

- The podcasts, the intro video of the participants before their performances. In those videos you watch the singers wandering around their towns or whatever while the broadcasters explain to you briefly their careers. You can really feel when a candidate is hated because the speakers are passive aggressive bitches. Graham Norton (UK) is legendary for this.

-The song of each participant.

-In between, performances from older winners-contestants.

-The televote time, in which the jury and the public of all Europe vote for their favourite.

-Points given by a spokesperson in front of a known building (kudos to Sweden for being in a sauna as their song)

-The winner performs once more and credit rolls.

There are three ways to win Eurovision:

-With a dramatic, beautiful song like this year (Austria) or a catchy sound. Remember, this contest brought you ABBA or Manneskin.

-With something we call a Eurovision Song aka being the weirdest thing ever in a very specific way and mood, like Lordi’s Finland or whatever the Nordics were doing that year.

-With the love of the public. All those performances that didn’t win but will be remember forever (usually they fall in the category above).

BTW, Spain only won twice: on 1968 with Franco's hand on it and with the first miniskirt on public television ever and 1969, the iconic year in which 4 countries won and they had to change the rules.

Let’s going to start with the drama

Enter Moraccanoil, the sponsor of the contest since 2020. It is an Israeli cosmetic company. Remember this, is going to be important later.

On the 2nd semifinal , RTVE (Spanish public television) spokespersons Julia Varela y Tony Aguilar shared this during Israel’s podcast:

We now come to Israel's performance in this second Eurovision semi-final with Yuval Raphael, a previously unknown artist who was injured in the Hamas attacks on 7 October. Her song is entitled New Day Will Rise. This year, RTVE has asked Eurovision for a debate on Israel's participation in Eurovision. The victims of the Israeli attacks on Gaza number more than 50,000, including more than 15,000 children, according to the United Nations. This is not a petition against any country, it is a call for peace, justice and respect for human rights in line with the inclusive and peaceful vocation of Eurovision. Yuval lived in Geneva as a child, will sing the song New Day Will Rise in French and Hebrew.

The EBU –European Broadcast Union- aka Moraccanoil got enraged and sent a letter to RTVE warning the EBU may incur in punitive fines and forbidding any mention about the Israel-Gaza genocide conflict.

Keep in mind we had things like Bosnia giving the points from a trench because they were in the middle of the Sarajevo war in 1993 or the expulsion of Russia because the invassion of Ucraine.

Non political contest my ass.

The final of 17th May

Spain was forbidden to mention the genocide between 21h to the estimated time of ending the contest 4h30 later (local time) so we cut to RTVE at 20:58h:

BEST. TROLLING. EVER. OLÉ FOR MY COUNTRY

Also Israel's podcast had the same spokespersons introducing the candidate speaking with the MOST. BORING. NEUTRAL. TONE. EVER. Trust me, if you ever have seen a Spaniard talk, this was clearly in purpose.

But at least we didn’t cut the performance like the Belgium Television

We should have done that though. This is the 2nd year in a row in which Israel has to sing with pre-recorded audio and fake applauses. There are enough videos of the boooos on Twitter to look at.

To avoid Palestinian flags the organisation even forbid the rainbow flag. I repeat, THE RAINBOW FLAG WAS FORBIDDEN IN EUROVISION aka THE GAY OLYMPICS.

Don’t forget last year Israel tried to ban several countries because of their open support for Palestine, their ambassors harassed several contestants and journalists and their spokespersons are just overall assholes.

Also they forbidden to the Spanish journalists do their jobs at the Press room. Specifically them.

So when Israel got only 60 points from the jury but magically got 297 from the public televote, everyone wanted to set everything on fire. And not a piano on stage.

Not even the speakers could hide their Pikachu shock faces. BTW, Spain (one of the favourites by far) to whom the public was roaring at the flag parade, only got only 10. This is the 2nd year in which Israel got prompted to the 2nd place because of the public vote. Public vote clearly rigged because “casually” all the countries that criticised the inclusion of Israel got in the ground.

The rigged points have been so obvious that several countries (with Spain first) reclaimed to be supervised.

You know you have fucked up royally with your genocide when fucking Europe sides with Muslims and Spain does paperwork.

Anyway, my highlights of this year (putting gifs because of the video limit):

Estonia – Espresso Macciato – Tommy Cash. 100% Eurovision Delight.

Spain – Diva – Melody. We didn’t send anything so iconic since Chanel. The helicopter is going to be included in our national dances.

UK – What the hell just happened – Remember Monday. UK is specialist on 0 points but come on, this one has an underrated harmony and the bonus of the Disney Princesses.

Austria – Wasted Love – JJ. The theatre drama kid everyone has inside (the winner and saviour of the contest not letting Israel win).

Iceland – Roa – Vaeb. I admit it, I just like shiny sparkly aliens.

Latvia – Bur man laimi – Tautumeitas. I want to summon something in the forest with them.

Finland – Ich komme – Erika Vikman. Dommy Mommy.

Germany – Baller – Abor & Tinna. For some reason now I have the desire to write an incest brother/sister fanfic.

Armenia – Survivor –  Parg. Now everyone knows where Armenia is in a map.

Sweden – Bara bada bastu – KAJ. What can I say? It’s a song about a sauna.

Bonus:  Käärijä & Baby Lasagna, the collab noone expected

[creative-girl]

Hi! I am Hiba (She/her) and welcome to my blog! My interests include Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts and a asoiaf. I also like reading a lot, I am a Hufflepuff. (My favourite characters are Harry Potter, Albus Dumbledore, Newt Scamander, Sirius Black, Tina Goldstein, Jon Snow and Daenerys Targaryen).

I hate the Cursed Child and also the Game of Thrones tv show. I also don't like Secrets of Dumbledore and Crimes of Grindelwald.

(Btw fuck jkr)

I have a ao3 where I am currently posting HP/FB and asoiaf.

I will add a masterlist below of the fics I am working on (that are on going) and of fics I am planning on writing.

Please feel free to send an ask or DM me, I just love to talk! And I would love to make new friends on tumblr!

🌸 Masterlist 🌸

most vicious creatures

Newt Scamander was walking in the middle of New York City, clutching in one hand his trusted case and in the other a small piece of paper with directions. The street was crowded, people were in a hurry, almost running to their destination. There was a firetruck with it’s bells ringing. Newt had never seen buildings as tall as the ones in New York. He observed the foreign environment with a scientist's curiosity. He had always loved looking at people, especially the dance they did around each other called socialising. Despite mastering the mimicry of many creatures’ social habits, he had never been able to fully articulate the social habits of his own species. He was able to manage it if push came to shove yet he didn’t feel confident in his abilities. Or a Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them Rewrite

the ghosts won't leave

How could this be happening? This wasn’t supposed to happen. He had thought or rather hoped that this part of his life was well behind him. But he knew he had just stuffed this pain deep within his heart and mind and hoped nobody would be able to dig it out. Now he had just been slapped with the past. His first thought was to burn the picture, the fireplace was still blazing, but something stopped him. Maybe it was the world spinning all around him and that he couldn’t breathe. Or Newt's world is shattered when an envelope arrives with the ghosts he had tried so hard to hide

it's not me, it's them

A new gossip column has taken the Wixen world by storm. Grindelwald is gaining more followers. What happens when gossip causes problems and misunderstanding between Newt, Theseus, and Leta? How will they deal with it when the world as they know it is about to be eclipse in darkness?

Something Wild (Calls You Home) (working on a rewrite for this)

Lewis finally looked up and his blue eyes met green and Newt looked away. “One month,” Lewis said “One month is all you get.” Newt didn’t understand “What?” “You are seventeen now, a grown man.” Lewis stood up and walked around the desk “You have one month to find a place for yourself, I don’t care how but you will be out either way.” **** They sat in tense silence for a while which was broken by Esther. “You were an ambitious girl.” Tina thought of when she was nine and Queenie seven they used to play pretend, Queenie would be the damsel in distress — the fair maiden kidnapped by a dark wix — and Tina would be the Auror — the noble knight in shining armour — rescuing her. She loved those games so much. “You wanted to be an Auror.” Esther continued. Tina smiled, sadly. “A childhood delusion.” Or Grindelwald is rising in power, Newt's life is turned upside down when he us expelled but he'll never know it's the best thing that happened to him and Tina finally decides to pursue her dream despite the odds. Newt and Tina don't meet but there is some soulmate stuff going on.

Belonging is a Farce

Dark Wings. Dark Words. Jon Snow's whole life is uprooted when a raven comes from Bear Island offering to foster him. He never felt like he belonged in Winterfell, he wonders what difference Bear Island would make. But little does he know there are new friendships waiting to be formed and new plots to unravel.