#file under: memes: heir

[knotfodder]

name: Heir Fuentes nicknames: none (yet) age: 28 gender: Male pronouns: (he/him/his) secondary gender: Alpha occupation: tbd species: witch fc: Jesse Posey

+sweet, generous, caring+ -naive, gullible, people-pleaser-

[rocketmantis]

Knowing that TLT started life as a homestuck/umineko crossover fic--- "knowing", I say, like it's some kind of truth. We do have in red that Muir has read Umineko, and that there was a fic in progress after The Serendipity Gospels that had its serial numbers filed off so it could be submitted for publication. Rightly I should say that it was originally a homestuck/umineko crossover fic in blue, and then I'm taking that as given until someone denies it in red.

Spoilers for everything under the cut:

Anyway, knowing that, there are so many little things that are deeply hilarious once you have that framing in mind. It's more visible in GtN than the later books: gathering the heir candidates to an absent patriarch in his mansion on a remote island, cut off from the outside world. (Stuck, one might say, in the old family home.) Racing to solve the puzzle before the murders are finished. The corpses put in the furnace to obscure the time of death. Ianthe (Erika (Vriska)) is there.

Harrow and Gideon are Karkat and Dave of course, but they're also Battler and Beato... but maybe not the way around you might think. One whose whole family died, who forgot her oath and her love and even her entire self. She protects, for so long, the illusion that her parents are still alive and well and maybe even happy.

The other one is the golden child, the heir to the empire, the servant living unrecognized by her father. The narrator, the storyteller, the one who was forgotten, who believed so strongly that her love was one-sided and died even once that love was realized.

But then every meme is real. Harrow sees corpses under beds and invents exploding soup. The murders were done by a witch using magic. The number of people present is in doubt because every lyctor is two people sharing a body. Jod locks himself in his magically sealed study and presumably cries loudly about Alectoriche. There's no sign of Bern and Lambda yet, but I suspect it's only a matter of time.

I love it, to be clear. TLT is in dialogue with Umineko, it's a reaction and a response to it while not being only that; it stands strongly enough to be enjoyed all on its own. (Obviously so, given how well it has done.) But it's just... I said "god I'm so mad" out loud once I realized she made small bombs real, y'know? With enough love, it can be seen.

[buffintruder]

for the wip ask meme Greed sub vs dub (*all chanting* fight! fight! fight!) and/or DNG au bc i tried googling that one to see if it was anything i knew and apparently it's a type of image file lol

Greed sub vs dub:

So basically at one point i noticed that Greed's dialogue in English vs Japanese is VERY different and I started writing an essay about it. I'm not going to post an excerpt because it's boring, but tldr is that Greed in Japanese is a) less sexual b) more admiring of others (or is more explicit about it) c) cares more openly about people and is cared about in turn.

The biggest example I can see is when Greed is trying to stop people from fighting during the Promised Day. For the same bit of dialogue here is what he says in each version.

Dub: Let’s go! We’ll need anyone who can still fight

Sub: At this point, we should leave behind anyone who can’t fight anymore

DNG au:

This stands for Devil's Nest Gang au haha, not a common acronym as far as i know

This is basically an au where the Xingese squad don't go to Amestris but things still turn out fine for both of them. Ling becomes heir anyway, except then he speaks up against the Emperor and is forced to flee the country (sort of Zuko style) and ends up working for the Devil's Nest Gang (who have not been killed by Bradley in this au)

Excerpt under the cut:

“How does a country even lose their prince?” Greed laughed from the next table over. Ling froze, his attention fully on his new boss. “They misplace him or what?”

“Newspaper doesn’t say,” Roa said with a shrug. “I’m guessing they’d know by now if it was a ransom situation, and makes no sense to capture a prince when you could kill him otherwise. So maybe he ran away?”

Ling had, though that was not the full story. Fled for his life would be a more apt description.

“Who’d run away from being emperor?” Greed asked.

“I thought you were over your whole ‘becoming ruler of the world’ thing,” Martel called from the hallway as she passed by.

“I’m Greed, I want everything!” Greed said.

Judging by how Martel rolled her eyes and Roa snorted, Ling had a feeling that this was something Greed insisted on often. Was Greed a name he had chosen for himself then, some point of pride? It seemed like an odd name to choose, but then again, Ling had only learned the more formal end of Amestrian culture. Xingese gangsters often took intimidating names or were given them by others, and Amestrians likely did the same, though Ling couldn’t say he was particularly frightened or awed by the concept of greed.

“And hey,” Greed continued. “You’re telling me that if your shitty dad was about to take over the world, you wouldn’t be at least a little tempted to take it all from him.”

That certainly sounded like there was a story behind that. It was also rather uncomfortably relatable. Perhaps Ling’s father hadn’t set his sights on the whole world, but he did rule a quite significant chunk of it, and Ling had done his best to take it all for himself. Look where that had gotten him.

“I wouldn’t,” Roa said, his tone flat but amused. “Ruling the world sounds like a big pain. Way too much work.”

Greed sighed loudly. “This is why I’m the leader. The rest of you have no ambition.” He turned around behind him. “Hey, Yao, tell me you have more drive than the rest of these here.”

Ling was too well trained to jump at the sound of his name, but he did look up a little faster than was perhaps entirely natural. The last thing he wanted was to get involved in this conversation, to draw any lines between himself and this missing prince. Still, at least the conversation had moved somewhat away from that.

“I’d steal my shitty dad’s power if I could,” Ling said with a grin. “Though that might be because I hate my dad more than because I want the power.”

“Hear, hear!” Greed said.

“You don’t want to rule the world any more?” Ling asked, curious. Power was the driving force of most gangs, he had assumed.

“I mean I wouldn’t pass it up if it was offered,” Greed said.

“Not exactly going out of your way to get it either?”

“Nah.” Greed waved a hand vaguely. “I’d spend all my time trying to get more, and what’s the point of wanting possessions if you don’t get to enjoy what you have? I’m living my life in hedonistic glory.”

“Makes sense,” Ling said, and he could sort of see what Greed was saying. He had studied history enough to know the fallings of those who overreached themselves, how the greatest of conquerers often had their empire fall apart a generation or two down the line. Ling had never wanted to expand the borders of Xing, only to control what already existed within it. He had never been one to let limits stop him, but even so, it seemed like protecting his clan and trying to improve the Xingese system of governance was already more than enough for one man. 

But ruling had never been about enjoyment, only duty, perhaps even destiny. Putting it in terms of desire like this felt strange to him.

“Plus they’d have to want to be mine,” Greed said, which felt even more nonsensical than anything else he had said.

“You say all that about seizing the opportunity to rule if you got the chance,” Roa said. Ling had almost forgotten that he was part of this conversation. “But you ran away from home too.”

“Ruling the world means nothing if you’re doing it under someone else’s thumb,” Greed snapped.

Roa shrugged. “Well, maybe that prince’s reasoning isn’t as incomprehensible to you as you might think.”

[chibifoxwrites]

Since someone showed interest

During my rewrite for Cyber Heroine, it was originally going to be 100% based on the manga for Megaman NT Warrior with some occasional details from the anime and games thrown in. Some of the stuff stayed for the current, other stuff did not. Here were some ideas I had drafted:

The main cast were high school age, not elementary school.

Netto and her friends had drifted away come middle school but would get back together as friends during high school.

Netto was a loner and would spend her free time coding food, clothes, and toys for Net Navi’s, which is how she got income on the side. She is an unofficial intern at Sci-Labs since they double check her work.

The link was already in place thanks to X. Netto and Rockman have a betting pool as to when Yuuichiro was going to tell Netto that she used to have a twin.

70% of the twins using the mental link is just to share bud puns, jokes, and memes.

 Many of Netto’s classmates thought that her parents were divorced since Yuuichiro was never seen at home for more than a day or so.

It was known amongst Netto’s friends and peers that Rockman was modeled after Saito.

Netto and Rockman operated under the aliases of Aile and Vent, a famous hacker duo who operated like the Leverage team. Most of their crimes were giving back data stolen by major corporations to their rightful developers.

Multiple civilian Net Battlers actually fought against WWW if they were registered as B-rank or above, but only if they were near the attack site.

Many of the WWW attacks were actually targeting Netto, with those specifically being arranged by the Professor. Wily did not want anyone killed but hurt was fine.

To keep her cover, Netto had a wardrobe for her regular outfits and one for her Aile outfits.

Enzan and “Aile” had a Batman/Catwoman kind of relationship, where Enzan’s nickname was Mr. Official.

Rockman already had Style Change but had to undergo a trial for Saito Style.

Enzan was not their heir to a major corporation but the heir to a very old family involved in law enforcement, hence his involvement in police work at such a young age.

Enzan was jealous that another teenager, one that had better scores than him, was brought onto the force.

Netto and Enzan’s relationship was like that of Sakura and Syaoran.

When Rockman was first deleted, Blues would come over and watch Studio Ghibli and Disney films with Netto to just be there for her.

Mamoru was still the same age as when he first appeared in canon and raised by his aunt Tamako. He lived with her in the countryside when he wasn’t in the hospital. Netto would bring him books and games to keep him occupied. When Netto wasn’t around, he played with Serenade.

Serenade was VERY protective of Mamoru and would do anything to help Netto since she could make their NetOp laugh even when he was having a bad day.

Much of Rockman and Forte’s drama/rivalry was due to Netto. Forte wanted Netto to forsake humanity and be his friend/partner like when she was a kid, but Netto wanted to stay with Rockman and wouldn't turn against humanity.

Despite rejecting his offer, Forte would still come to Netto’s defense if she and Rockman were attacked.

Arcadia existed as a civilization of programs before it was attacked by a splinter cell in Sci-Labs led by Regal. Neo Arcadia was built by the remnants of the first attack.

The Four Guardians (Harpuia, Fefnir, Leviathan, Phantom) were condensed into small files and turned into the Element Programs, which Netto and Rockman stole back.

While operating as Aile in real life, Netto would use the Guardians.

Blues was made from data stolen from Arcadia and was created to be a prototype independent Net Navi that was the perfect soldier aka a Forte that only followed orders.

Laika and Netto were penpals as Laika stayed with the Hikari family when he was younger due to Sharro’s economy and his mother’s declining health. Yuuichiro and Laika’s mother were colleagues, so Laika stayed in Electopia until the economy got better and a permanent home could be found for him.

When the Cyber World and Real Worlds temporarily merged, Alia and Haruka had a girl’s day out.

Saito Style going out of control was due to repressed anger form both Netto and Rockman.

Netto has access to pop culture that didn't come about as planned because of the universe reboot so every once in a while, she makes a reference that nobody understands.

The cover for the illegal Net Battles was movie night, using movie from before the timeline reboot, hence Code 80s Dance Party.

When Double Soul activated, Netto got to keep chips of it like in the anime and people volunteered to try it with Rockman.

Dark Rockman was one of the multiple attempts of Yuuichiro trying to bring back Saito but deemed it a failure when it would not activate. He became a Darkloid due to the anger of being thrown away and abandoned.

Dark Rockman tried to force Netto to go Perfect Synchro with him. When she refused, he tried to kill Netto himself instead of having Shademan do it.

Netto was revealed as Aile during the Netopia Arc but was never formally arrested due to X being involved plus many people lobbying for her release.

Netto also had an identity crisis as to if she was really Hikari Netto or Aile Light due to past life memories.

The Netopia Arc had some real repercussions since the military technically abducted a citizen of another country under false pretenses, which is how X got properly introduced in person.

X, Zero, and Axl were merely mentioned until the Netopia Arc, where they actually showed up. Up until then, the only action they took was smiting opponents they knew ordinary Net Navis could not defeat.

Data Ghosts of the original Classic Robot Masters appeared to stop Nebula Grey.

There were only 3 Cyber Elves and they were larger than most Net Navis.

Cyber Elves had their own language and Netto would slip into it at times of high stress.

Forte was caught because he came to movie night and many were put under arrest for not reporting Forte’s whereabouts, including Blues, Searchman, and Tomohawkman.

X fist fought Duo to save the planet when it was found out that Slur rigged the entire trial.

Rockman got both of Gregar and Falzar’s data, not just Gregar.

Cache found a way to absorb the world like in the anime, not the Cybeasts like in the manga.

Trill was a prototype Net Navi for a Sci-Labs program that would allow Net Navis to have children of their own. He was created during the one year that Rockman was missing.

In the workshopped Ryuusei no Rockman spin-off of the series, Trill grew up to be the King of the Net Navis that fled Earth with the help of Duo when they became completely obsolete outside of basic functions and even helped Subaru return to Earth because it was what his older brother Rockman would want.

Subaru and Misora were main characters who came to the past to help stop Cache and were able to travel back in time thanks to Trill.

By the time Ryuusei no Rockman comes about, there is entire semester dedicated to the ‘Cyber Wars’ aka Netto and friends fighting crime. Subaru is an expert, has all the documentaries, and even fought Gonta for a replica of her headband.

Each college has at least one history degree path that covers history from before the universe reboot and is dedicated to finding the data and traces of it. Sharro has the leading university in the world concerning this subject and a statue of General Laika is in the lobby of the main building.

Cities, buildings, and other landmarks are named after Netto and her friends.

[morethanaprincess-a]

@despairfiles​ said:  “plots please” for any of my muse(s) you feel like

send me “plots please”… and I’ll respond with  interesting  plots / relationships / connections I can think of for our muses!

I usually struggle to come up with three different plots for these memes, but I think I’ve got some for our muses! It helps that we’ve been writing for awhile and chat a lot OOC: I’ve said it before, but you’re a friend first and a writing partner second, Sin. That said, the plots:

1. Something Non-Despair between Rantaro and Sonia. An idea I had would be post-graduation for Sonia and either a holiday or post-grad/gap year for Rantaro as well: I headcanoned that Sonia might not have known him well while they were in school since he’s two years younger than she is and her class didn’t interact much with his. So when she comes across him in Novoselic on his travels (maybe sleeping on a bench or under a bridge or something? Maybe by choice? In some case, just coming across him in her homeland), she sort-of recognizes him as being a former classmate but they end up hitting it off as friends with a taste for adventure and struggles with a wealthy/snobby family. And so Rantaro takes her on some of his explorations.

While on one such adventure, they manage to have things go horribly wrong. They unlock a curse, or come across a murderer/escaped convict/some other unsavory person, or accidentally kill someone on accident. Either way, they swear to never discuss what happened once they part ways, both shaken up.

Cue some time later and what they did or uncovered comes back to haunt them. Literally.

2. I’d love to do something more with your Castlevania muses in some capacity, whether it’s Dracula taking Sonia under his wing or Soma being a student at Hope’s Peak and she’s fascinated by him and his talent. Where Soma’s concerned, maybe Sonia finds out who he really is and is just star-struck about how he’s tied to Dracula: that the legend and vampires are actually real. I’d guess that Soma would be overwhelmed by it and/or hate it, but to Sonia she’s just in awe.

3.a. And for Fate muses, I’m not sure how they’d formally meet but Sonia and Musashi being girls who are just generally cheerful, badass fighters, and just enjoy having a good time? You know my disclaimer stands: Everything I know about Fate I learned from Sin and The Case Files of Lord El-Melloi II (because it’s the best and I’m biased and I love Waver Velvet so much).

I’m not really comfortable trying to put Sonia into a pre-existing Fate story/Grail War/etc. I just don’t headcanon her getting Magus powers and I’m not familiar enough with the franchise to make her a Servant. So I’m trying to figure out how she would meet Servants otherwise? Maybe in something like an Emiya Gohan premise? That’s my second favorite Fate series now. 

3.b. Finally, the one we’ve been talking about: Shirou getting blackmailed by someone who saw him shoot Sonia. I’ve only held off on this because it’s pretty much opening the next chapter in Post-Tragedy and I wanted to brainstorm and have some more clarity about where certain people and factions in Sonia’s life Pre-Tragedy ended up afterwards, and I have a much better idea of that now. Bonus that, at this point, Sonia would be very close into telling him how she feels and how she truly does see a future with him, only to have this secret still kept from her.

And as for a comic side part of this: Waver Velvet coming to Sonia and Shirou with a request - Please get married and therefore allow Byakuya Togami to take Reines off his hands. I can see Togami not willing to concede defeat in what he thinks is the most advantageous plan for himself and the Future Foundation alike, yet Reines showing an interest in the Togami heir. So they now have to play cupid to two sniping, catty rich kids.

A last sidenote: I’d love for Sonia to see Waver as an older brother type figure. Where Reines would have bullied and mocked him, Sonia actually values him, listens to what he has to say, and looks to him for support and guidance. If/when the Sonia and Shirou wedding happens, I might tear up if he walks her down the aisle. And by might, I mean definitely. 

[naryaflame]

WIP Meme Thing

I was tagged by @cycas to do this - thank you!  My WIPs are actually scattered all over the place, so I have collated them as best I can.  (I have missed out anything I’m working on as a treat for Innumerable Stars as it might spoil the anonymity, in the unlikely event I finish any of them before author reveals!)

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and interests you and I’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it!

1. Theo Summer Fic

2. Sic Transit Gloria Mundi

3. Mablung and Edrahil

4. That Penny Dreadful Verse

5. Next few chapters of Summer’s Song

6. Post Apocalyptic AU Thing

7. If the Fates Allow

8. And So Farewell

9. Under the Greenwood Trees

10. An Ever-Fixed Mark

11. Heirs of the Ruined Day

12. Against the Dying of the Light

13. The City Over The Mountains

14. Second Age Novella

15. Origin thing - leaving milk out for Elves

16. Letters in the Sand

17. Troll Bridge

18. Orcrist through the Ages

God, I really over-use poetry and song lyrics in my titles...

There are many, many other things in my “Wild Bunnies” document that are basically just stray ideas, but these are the ones I have done some actual work on!

Tagging @spiced-wine-fic, @joyfullynervouscreator, @dalandel, @calendille, @lathalea, @estethell, @elucubrare, @lemurious, @independence1776, @grundyscribbling, @starspray, @annataryx and @hhimring - sorry if you’ve already been tagged! - plus anybody else who sees this and wants to play.

[devillain]

𝙊𝙡𝙮𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝘼𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨

Tagged By: @ladymalevxlent  and  @griimhilde Tagging: @fatesdefied  @withinycu  @youthflight  @deadlcrd  @denydefeat  @ashesrise  @childrenofslumber  @memorystxrs  @magaprima  @hecrowned  and anyone else!

𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄:   laughter-loving,     sweet  smiles,    dressed  in  silk  and  satin,   flower  in  their  hair,    sees  the  world  as  a  runway,     unapologetically  sexual,    the  sea  washing  their  ankles,   in  love  with  love,      stirrer  of  passion,      cunning  concealed  by  painted  lips,    secret  daggers,     doves,     revolution  in  their  kiss,      delighting  in  the  waves,     flirtatious  winks,    strolling  along  the  beach,      staring  wistfully  from  a  balcony,    this  is  how  to  be  a  heartbreaker,    wants  to  be  adored,     gets  turned  on  by  danger.

𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎:   glitz  and  glamour,    art  galleries,    turning  the  volume  up,    being  made  of  gold,     neatly-organized  music  sheets,   notebooks  filled  with  poetry,  bathing  in  the  sunlight,     the  powerful  urge  to  create,   collecting  vinyl  records,    beautiful  cover  of  Wonderwall,      playing  multiple  instruments,   tasting  like  sunshine,   healing  touch,     speaking  in  prophecies,    smile  mingled  with  wrath,   shunning  lies,     sporting  shades,     hanging  out  at  music festivals  with  their  friends,      sleeps  naked,      arrow  to the  heart,      paint  brushes,     probably  has  a  Tinder  account.

𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒:       armed  for  battle,     wants  to  raise  a  dog  with  their  significant  other,   soft  spot  for  children,   gives  piggyback  rides,      scarred  body,    blood  on  their   hands  and  face,   willing  to  fight  the  world  for  the  ones  they  love,   fights  against  injustice,     warm  hugs,    well-worn  combat  boots,      boxing gloves,     bandages  wrapped around  bruised  knuckles,     fist  raised  in  protest,     ignites revolutions,      fear  is  a  prison,       more  sensitive  than  what  their  tough  shell  would  have  you  think,     exhausted,     damaged  goods,     force  to  be  reckoned  with,     red  roses,     curses  under  their  breath.

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒:       keen  sense  of  a  hunter,       freckles  like  constellations  on  their skin,   piercing  eyes,     disheveled  braid,    moonlight  peeking through  the  shadows,    the  calm  of  the  forest  at  night,   lying  on  the  grass  and  staring  at  the  stars,   mother  doe  and  her  fawn,   protecting  their  kin,      the  moon  shimmering  on  a  still  lake,     quiver  full  of  arrows  resting  against  the  bark  of  a  tree,     running  with  wolves,   bonding  while  circled  around  a  campfire,      not  being  much  of  a  people  person,     arrow  hitting  a  target,   popping  egos,    patience  on  3%,    touches  heaven  and  returns  howling.

𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐀:     discerning  gaze,     unreadable  face,     quiet  museums,     owl  perched  on  their  finger,   armor  that  intimidates,   eye for  architecture,     plays  the  sims  for  the  sole  purpose  of building  houses,     studied  the  blade  while  everyone  else  was  busy  getting  laid,     big  fan  of  logic,      loves  brain  teasers,     ancient buildings,     sweaters  in  neutrals  and  cool  colors,     hair  done  up,     can  kill  you  with  their  brain,     heads  to  the  library  often  to  research,    sharpened  pencils, abs  that  can  cut  steel,    stoic  statues,     pottery classes.

𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑:      soil-covered  hands,  smile  that  can  bloom  flowers,   skin  loved  by  the  sun,    being  the  mom-friend,     can  lift  you  and  your  friends,    flowers  kept  in  the  pockets  of  overalls,     takes  pride  in  their  beautiful  garden,    speaks  to  their  plants,   leaves  rustling  in  the  wind,    stalks  of  wheat,    picking  fruit, greenhouses,   heart  as  strong  as  a  mountain,   values  simplicity,    daisies  dotted  across  a  collarbone,    curls  crowned  with  flowers,     folded  pile  of  sweaters  in  warm  hues,    pulling  out  fresh-baked bread  out  of  the  oven  and  the  smell  wafting  through  the  air.

𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐒𝐔𝐒:   drunk  shitposter, on  their  sixth  glass  of  wine  before  you’ve  even  finished  your  second,   seductive  smirks,    untamed curls,     rich  fabrics  on  dark  skin,      sleek-furred  panthers,   theater  masks,   stage  productions,   receiving  a  standing  ovation,    rose  caught  between  their  teeth,  being  the  baby  of  the  bunch,   wild  parties  that  last  from  sundown  to  sunup,    creeping  vines,    inspiring  loyalty,    grand  opera  houses,    masquerade  balls,     rolls  of  film,    shattered  chandeliers  with  broken glass  scattered across  the  wine-spilled  floor,    pouring  champagne  into  flutes,     lives  for  the   applause.

𝐇𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐒: the  calloused  hands  of  someone  who  knows  labor,     sweaty  brow,    flame  burning  in  their  eyes,     inventive  mind, broad  shoulders,    steampunk  goggles,    nuts  and  bolts  stored  away  in  little  boxes,    ashes,     striking  a  match, blueprints  for  future  projects,    fixing  up  a  busted  up  car  and  giving  it  cool  upgrades,   wrestles  with  bitterness,   work  boots  have  seen  better  years,   wrinkled  plaid  shirts,   iron  melted  in  blazing  fire,   huge  jackets, crafting  masterpieces,  greased-stained  overalls,    fascination with  robotics,    pain  is  fuel,    stack  of  weaponry,    even  their muscles  have  muscles.

𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀:       resting  bitch  face,   dressed  to  the  nines,   cows  grazing  on  a  pasture,     cool  rain,   loving  and  hating  fiercely,     hand  clutching  a  string  of  pearls,     large  chandelier  with  glittering  crystals,    plays  the  sims  for  the  sole  purpose  of  killing  off  their sims,    romance  to  realism,    pictures  of  the  sky  while  flying  on a  plane,    files  that  under  fuck  it,    downs  glasses  of  wine  as they  relax  with  a  scented  bubble  bath  and  netflix,    like  their  selfie  or  you’re  grounded,   knows  57  convenient  ways  to  murder  a  man,    dark  eyes  that  penetrate  your  soul,      marble  and  gold.

𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐒:      devil-may-care  smile,   always  up-to-date  on  the  latest  technology ,   will  steal  your  french  fries,    does  it  for  the vine, shitposter,    puts  googly  eyes  on  everything,   meme  hoarder,    long  drives  on  the  highway,    ma  and  pop  diners,    spontaneous  road  trips,    folded  maps,   fingers  dancing  across  the  keyboard  of  a  laptop,     shooting  hoops  on  the  basketball  court,    chatting  up  strangers  as  you  all  journey  to  your  own  destinations,   goes  jogging  in  the  morning,      mixes  redbull  with  coffee,    menace  on  april fool’s,   hoodies  and  sneakers.  

𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐍:  storm  with  skin,   colorful  coral  reefs,   waves  crashing  against  the  shore, stroking  the  soft  fur  of  a  cat, t  heir  heart  pounding  as  their  horse’s  gentle  trot  speeds  into a  gallop,   tousled  locks,   clothes  smeared  with  paint,   owns  several  sketchbooks  yet  always  yearns  to  own  more,   leather  jackets,   fondness  for  diy  projects,    handwriting  that  flows  across  the  page,   nimble  fingers  playing  the  strings  of  a  violin,   velvety  singing  voice  that  haunts  your  dreams,   mood  as  ever-changing  as  the  sea,   the  roar  of  a  motorcycle,   compass  with  a  spinning arrow.

𝐙𝐄𝐔𝐒:     thunder  in  their  heart,    running  on  coffee,     flash  of  lightning,   natural  charisma,    eloquence,     badass  in  a  nice  suit,     aficionado  of  history,   force of nature,   lenny  face,     nightmare-filled  nights,    proud  arm  around  their  lover’s  waist,  high-rise  buildings,     planes  soaring  through  a  cloudless  sky,      technician  on  the  piano,    maintains  order,     strong handshake,   juggling  multiple  events  on  their  busy  schedule  with  ease,    expensive watch.

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Look at that, I’m doing replies after...more than a month? I don’t know. I didn’t check. I also won’t reply to every single thing because 1) my activity feed doesn’t show it all, as always and 2) it’s too late to reply to some things, it would be pointless now. However, thank you all for commenting from time to time, it makes my day. And well, I was against it at first, but I might start replying directly under the posts, I’ll only do replies posts for things I want to talk about more.

Life updates? I’m doing good. My life, surprisingly, didn’t turn upside down when I started uni. My social life also didn’t change too much. But I have a few friends that I talk to in the classes we have together. It’s not a friendship friendship if you know what I mean, but hey. It’s only the beginning, things might change. I’m not losing faith that I’ll walk out of this school with at least one friend.

Played Roses a bit in the past three days. The random gameplay part was boring, I didn’t know what to do, my heart really wasn’t in it, most of the time I just left the game running and interfered only when it was needed, so I cut down on that and went straight to the storyline. I’m not discontinuing this legacy before Regan gets a happy ending. Once Regan is happy, it’s Golden Days time...which means even more intense storytelling. Yay. I’m already exhausted just thinking about it but also, it’s exciting. I love that story so much and I can’t wait to bring it to life.

So yeah. Here are some replies from the past month!

dandylion240 replied to your post “Also apparently on this day one year ago I started creating my ts3...”

I sometimes feel guilty too. I seldom open my ts3 game. But I don’t want to remake my ts3 sims into ts4 because then I know I’d never open the game again

elisabettasims replied to your post “Also apparently on this day one year ago I started creating my ts3...”

I don't play TS3 anymore because it often took up to an hour for my game to even decide it was going to open.

And that was with a GOOD computer.

berrybbbies replied to your post “Also apparently on this day one year ago I started creating my ts3...”

yeah its just a trade off i guess lol but having not played sims 3 for a long time makes me miss it and actually enjoy playing it instead of go in to take pics only! plus loading times are not that bad if you merge everything (but thats a problem on its own haha)

Yeah, creating your ts3 sims in ts4 can definitely lead to not wanting to open ts3 because hey, you have them in this other game that loads a lot faster! And I mean, I do love ts3, but...I’m not going to spend an hour or something just on trying to get into the game to do a random photoshoot.

I have a lot of my stuff merged, but I should probably do it again because I got a lot of stuff since then. Right now, it takes about an hour to load my legacy saves...and that’s quite a long time because by the time it loads, I start working on something else and I don’t feel like playing anymore. I’m usually writing while waiting for it to load and of course, when it loads, I’m in the middle of something I can’t put off - a good dialogue, a fun scene or just something important that I was dying to write and now I finally got to it.

elisabettasims replied to your photoset “Sunset: “Dad! Let’s take a selfie!” Ross: *contemplating the meaning...”

Hey, Ross? Remember that time you took a selfie flexing your non-existent muscles?

Never forget

what an icon

elisabettasims replied to your photoset “Yeah, she’s cooking in your house. Don’t be so upset.”

I bet she doesn't have the "always welcome" trait. It's the first thing I buy, it's only 500 points, LOL

Thank you for reminding me these bonus traits exist! I totally forgot about them.

fataleromeo replied to your post “The character ask meme thing for Ross please ❤”

"This post has so many opportunities to be ruined by tumblr" OMG I feel that so hard ��������

Sometimes I’m surprised by all the ways tumblr can go wrong...and then I’m surprised that tumblr can still surprise me.

elisabettasims replied to your photoset “Oh look, your stepfather still has moodswings of a teenager. That...”

Half the vampires in young adult fiction behave this way. :D Growing old is inevitable. Growing up is optional. LOL

fataleromeo replied to your photoset “Oh look, your stepfather still has moodswings of a teenager. That...”

Lmao Edward oops I mean Caleb.....

I’d pick Caleb over Edward any day but yeah you’re not wrong lmao

elisabettasims replied to your photoset “Sooo…I don’t know what happened (actually I think I might have an idea...”

One of my sims was an elder and her hair kept going between grey and her natural color when she was younger. Sometimes in the same sitting. She'd come visit, I"d look and it would be grey. I'd look again a few minutes later and it would be red.

Interesting...I think this happened because I had a separate recolour for his red hair, it had only that swatch and no other. When he got older, I switched to a WMS file with all the colours, but I think the game left the original file for his other outfit.

dandylion240 replied to your photoset “Sooo…I don’t know what happened (actually I think I might have an idea...”

I miss his vibrant red hair

Then I might have a pleasant surprise for you in...the distant future. 👀

poisonfireleafs replied to your post “Yup, looks like the German class is destined to always be my biggest...”

Ooh, learning German can be so hard. Good luck!

I found that I actually don’t have trouble with the grammar. The grammar seems quite easy to me, everything has its place. When I’m reading something, I often understand what’s in the text. The problem comes when I hear someone speak German lol. I understand very little. It was fine in high school, my teacher spoke slowly, but my teacher here speaks so fast...it’s fun. D:

Also my vocabulary sucks to be honest...I need to work on a lot of things.

toxoplasmajuice replied to your photoset “Okay so you guys might remember that Eliza is a vampire in this save....”

can i just say that the way you wrote this post's caption is perhaps THE funniest way to phrase this

That was my intention, thank you for appreciating it!

desira-sims replied to your post “spoiler”

We don't accept death. They must all live forever. ��

I wish I could promise that...but hey, I’ve turned one of my heirs into a vampire, I could give in with every generation and they could all be immortal...hmm...it’s tempting.

dandylion240 replied to your photo “So I opened the Rose Legacy save for the first time in four months...”

I saw this and thought he'd been abducted by aliens lol

I thought aliens were involved too and it scared me haha. They’re a big part of this legacy (or of this blog in general) but their time to shine is over. We can’t make everything about them, can we?

fataleromeo replied to your photoset “Lucian: “They’re doing it again, aren’t they? They’re kissing. Dang it...”

Haha! Ross, in fact, probably CAN'T control himself, being a rose gen ��

You are absolutely correct haha.

Actually, they used to be able to control themselves. Back when Sunset was a child, they made sure to not have woohoo until they were sure she was away haha. But I guess times have changed and they care less now lol

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Introduction Post!

Alright! No one’s done one of these yet so I figured I should get the ball rolling and start it off myself! I will be putting it under a Read More because this post got somewhat long. So without further ado:

Would your character know MIUNHŌSEI?

Well it’s more likely than you’d think! Though he works for and under what would be considered the 1% of Japan (businessmen/women, musicians, politicians, entrepreneurs, etc), he’s also risen to fame for his generosity. Despite his rather high employment fees he’s gone out of his way to offer his services, completely free-of-charge, to impoverished families and smaller companies. Some he’s met personally and some wrote him to have him help them. Regardless of the case, he’s definitely helped significantly improve relationships between family members and employees. 

His biggest calling to fame though was when he helped young heir Genzo Kikukawa take over his father’s business, BENZAITEN Consortium, after Murashige Kikukawa’s illegal dealings and connections with organised crime had been ousted. BENZAITEN Consortium’s Tobashi Schemes had been revealed but with MIUNHŌSEI’s guidance Genzo was later able to not only keep the BENZAITEN Consortium from filing into bankruptcy but even double their profits. MIUNHŌSEI’s popularity then skyrocketed and, for a few weeks, his involvement and face was all over the media, though he refused to give any interviews or answer any questions about this specific topic.

His generosity has also earned him the spotlight on the media a couple of times. He has received a grand total of four Japanese Medals of Honor:

Green Ribbon Medal of Honor: Awarded to him for being a morally remarkable individual who has actively taken part in serving society with his services in aiding Genzo Kikukawa not only take back his father’s business but also legally helping him double its profits.

Yellow Ribbon Medal of Honor: Awarded to him for his diligence and perseverance while engaging in his professional activities and becoming a public role model, mainly through his advise, guidance and munificence towards others.

Blue Ribbon Medal of Honor: Awarded to him for his achievements in public welfare and service for his frequent free service towards the improvement of smaller families and businesses alike. 

Dark Blue Ribbon Medal of Honor: Awarded to him for his exceptionally generous financial contributions for the well-being of the public. This was given to him after it came to light that he donates exactly 80% of his income to several charities and other non-profit organizations.

In short, he’s been in the public spotlight more than once for his magnanimity! There’s definitely been attempts at trying to uncover why he’s hiding his name or anything that could tarnish his reputation, but asides unfounded slander and baseless accusations, no one’s found any revelations or scandals about him.

He has given a few interviews on various media and answered questions but he’s always deftly dodged any questions regarding him, his origins or any private details of his life as well as his employer’s.

General information about MIUNHŌSEI?

This is some basic information that is publicly known about  MIUNHŌSEI.

He’s difficult to pin down because he’s often working throughout all of Japan thanks to the many businesses and families that request and pay for his services.

He has occasionally served abroad, but this has only happened once or twice. He’s been confirmed to have traveled to the United Kingdom half a year ago.

He can speak quite a few languages, but he’s only fluid in Japanese and English but can hold a conversation in Chinese and Korean if needed to. Don’t expect him to have perfect enunciation though!

He seems to be an only son. When questioned about his family he’s always tried to dodge the question but seeing as he usually stays with his employer’s rather than go to a house of his own it’s generally assumed he lacks both parents and siblings.

He will fulfill any kind of request asked of him within the realm possibility except for requests that go against his moral code. Yes, this means he will count up to one million non-stop if someone asks it of him.

Has the sense of humor of an old grandparent who just discovered the internet in the 2010s. That means he thinks puns and outdated memes are the funniest.

He’s never given his name but he claims the name he goes by,  MIUNHŌSEI, is akin to an artist’s name than a deliberate attempt at hiding his name. Some consider this to be shady but others consider it deliberately alluring.

Shipping

MIUNHŌSEI is definitely a character that could enter a romantic relationship if it’s in the cards and I personally love talking about them OOC too! He’s also a character that gets attached relatively easily, it really isn’t difficult for him to develop infatuation with others, but whether those infatuations could elevate to become something else? Well, we’ll see once the game starts! He’s got no preferences and is pansexual, in addition to that I ship with chemistry and if he really hits it off with someone else I’d be definitely okay with the characters ending together!

Mun & OOC Information

Hey guys! It’s Strega here! Regarding MIUNHŌSEI, I just want to say that making jokes, memes and art about him is fine and even 100% encouraged as long as it isn’t anything NSFW! He’s 18 but still really young and I’d rather avoid those kinds of things regarding him. I don’t think this will actually come up, but it never hurts to make my boundaries known!

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ariala lavellen for the oc ask meme?

Full Name: Ariala Lavellan

Gender and Sexuality: cis woman and bi

Pronouns: she/her

Ethnicity: Dalish elf; her clan originates from a rough area around Antiva/the Free Marches.

Birthplace and Birthdate: She was born in early spring in one of Clan Lavellan’s regular campsites in Antiva.

Guilty Pleasures: Chocolate and bubble baths. Fight me @dinoswrites

Phobias: She’s deathly afraid of harts, but can function so long as they are a respectable distance away. She’s also afraid of heights even though she climbs, like, everything.

What They Would Be Famous For: She goes viral for punching a racist a la Richard Spencer. probably an Orlesian tbh

What They Would Get Arrested For: Murder

OC You Ship Them With: she doesn’t have a boo 😞

OC Most Likely To Murder Them: if she and Maris existed in the same universe, Maris would be ordering a hit on her probably within a week after meeting her, especially since Ariala would be trying to depose Maris from her position of power. Good luck finding an assassin to take Ariala on though, Maris.

Talents and/or Powers: She’s a lifelong archer and trained extensively as Inquisitor in assassination tactics, including hand-to-hand combat, poison, etc. At first she thought it was overkill on Leliana, Heir, and (eventually) Zevran’s parts, but if she becomes Dark Ariala, she embraces this training to become an extremely accomplished fighter and killer.

Why Someone Might Love Them: She’s the most empathetic of all my girls except maybe Adelaide, who is retired so she doesn’t count. She also is (initially) the most extroverted. She’s irreverent and was once always quick to drop a sarcastic remark or joke. She is also very tender and caring toward the people she loves, and does her best to meet someone halfway, unless she dislikes them or thinks they’ve crossed a line.

Why Someone Might Hate Them: She’s brash and doesn’t think things through, sometimes. Very much a “do the thing and ask questions later” type of person, which can be frustrating. She’s also stubborn, and when she’s angry, she can be extremely rude, crass, and even cruel. She’s made more than a few enemies with sarcastic, quick-thinking insults.

How They Change: I really enjoy the complexity of negative character development, so that’s what I did when I decided to revamp her for beloved. She starts out sarcastic, extroverted, irreverent and always cracking a joke, typical of the Jester archetype her character was originally based on. But as time goes on, as she goes through horrible experiences during Inquisition—her capture and imprisonment in the Emprise du Lion, Crestwood, losing her clan, etc—she loses a lot of those qualities. We don’t see that change in beloved—she’s already started her downward spiral, post-Crestwood. She’s quieter. She’s less willing and able to crack a joke. She’s more withdrawn. But! I do show that there’s light at the end of the tunnel (I hope).

Why You Love Them: Ariala was my first fandom oc :’) And while I enjoyed Shatter Me, I abandoned it when I lost all my files, and I couldn’t help but feel I hadn’t really done her character justice, because it was so... wishy-washy. So I had an idea to rewrite Ariala, to give her a solid character and study how that character shifted and changed and developed under the circumstances of 1) going to bury her clan and 2) Solas, post-Crestwood, accompanying her. 

And at some point on that journey I decided to give her depression closely based on my own struggles with it, which was obviously a very personal choice. Giving Ariala depression, and having an outlet to portray the ugliness of that mental illness—isolation, lack of appetite, lack of hygiene, lack of willpower to get out of bed, etc—and to also portray the support Ariala receives from her friends was very cathartic to me. I’m very protective of Ariala not only because of her traits, like her protectiveness, her instinct of right/wrong, and how fiercely she loves people, but because of the fact that she was really the first OC I had who I used to work through issues of mental illness, and to use as a way to reassure myself (and others) that it was okay that our brains were Like That, and that it would get better. :)

[words-writ-in-starlight]

hellboy or venom for the headcanon meme?

Hey listen I haven’t really been up to writing the longer John Constantine/Hellboy fic I’ve been meaning to write, on account of how my brain doesn’t like me at the moment, but I still care a lot about that pairing, so some of it showed up here.  For this headcanon meme!

(Note: this got long because I LOVE MY BEST BOY, so things are under the cut.)

HeadcanonHellboy is right-handed--he’s one of those people who’s so intensely right-handed that even years of practice doesn’t do much for his manual dexterity on the left.  This is, to put it lightly, A Problem, seeing as his dominant hand is also virtually useless for daily tasks.  His handwriting is awful, inevitably smudged and crooked, even worse than Abe’s and Abe has webbed fingers.  When Hellboy was a kid, just learning to write his own reports, they were completely illegible.  He’s had decades to improve, but at the end of the day, he’s just not left-handed.  All the hours of practice he’s put in on the shooting range don’t change the fact that handguns just aren’t designed for his right hand, and his left hand just isn’t sure enough to guarantee his aim.  This is why he likes guns that do enough damage to mostly absolve him of needing to hit a target.  The Samaritan doesn’t give a good goddamn about his aim--as long as he’s sort of close to center mass, the caliber will take care of the rest.

HeartcanonHellboy, when he was a kid growing up on an army base at double-speed, inhaled urban legends and modern myths like they were pancakes.  Everything from the Jersey Devil to UFO’s was interesting to him, and more than a few of the soldiers who kept an eye on him--a trouble-oriented creature even when he was two years old and too short to reach the upper cabinets--shamelessly exploited this in order to keep him in line.  Sure, Hellboy was a perpetual motion machine from day one, but a good story about some unexplained shit would keep him enthralled for as long as you could make it last.

His favorite story is one that he gets from a secretary, of all people, a young woman who thinks he’s just the cutest and who writes home to tell her auntie about her boss’ curious (and totally human, don’t even worry about it Auntie Etta) son.  When Hellboy’s been told to take care of himself while everyone else is at a meeting, he drifts into her office and Janet Candy has him help her with her filing while she tells him stories about her auntie’s boss, and her auntie’s best friend, and a city in Germany called Veld.

Hellboy’s seventeen and already something of a legend himself when he finally meets his favorite story, a goddess walking who comes across the BPRD’s latest mission by accident and helps them polish off a wayward drake with the kind of crisp efficiency that only comes from a lot of practice.  Hellboy takes a moment to thank God, Jesus, and anyone else who might be listening that no one has ever once noticed him blushing when she clasps his forearm and calls him a gifted warrior.

“Thank you, Your Highness,” Hellboy mutters gruffly, because he’s a polite guy when he puts his mind to it.  

“Just Diana is fine,” the goddess says, the Saint of the Trenches, the Wonder Woman of Veld, and she smiles at him.

GutcanonThe army base where Hellboy grows up did not have a full-time chaplain prior to his arrival.  However, he and the professor are accompanied by fully two dozen soldiers equipped with identical rosaries and a brand new respect for higher powers, so the administration holds up for under a week before they go looking for a candidate.

They end up with a Jesuit priest who was recommended to them as the most unflappable soul in the business, a thirty-something convert fresh out of seminary and looking for his first parish, an ex-soldier himself.  Father Laurence signs enough NDA’s to fill Lake Erie, packs his bags, and ships out to Fuck You Nowhere with the expectation that he’s going to live on an army base and never actually have anything to do because it’s not like soldiers are known for being die-hards about going to Mass.  At least he’ll be able to catch up on his reading.

On his very first day, while he’s still unpacking his office, Laurence gets a nervous knock on the door and opens it to find an orderly file of soldiers looking to attend confession and check up on when, exactly, he’s planning to hold his first service.

“Sun...day?” he says warily.  “But I could hold a Wednesday night Mass if you’d like.”

“Would you mind, Father?  Only, most of us haven’t been in a long time,” the lead soldier says awkwardly--apparently the elected spokesman.  “So we were kind of hoping to get started soon.  Some of the boys are looking to be catechized, too.”

“Well,” Laurence says, feeling blank with shock.  “Come on, then, my son, let’s go schedule confessional times.”

He just about thinks he’s gotten a handle on the most bizarrely devout army base in the world when a year-old demon with a stone hand as big as his torso wanders into his office and asks, in a tone of serious concern, “Do you think I have a soul, Father?”

Laurence blinks at him for a moment, considers the situation, and gestures to the couch.  “Do you think you have a soul, my son?”

Laurence doesn’t know it at the time, but he’s just made a friend for life.

JunkcanonHellboy meets John Constantine in Atlanta, when Constantine is twenty-five and fueled by an interestingly volatile cocktail of rage, recklessness, and actual concern for human life.  Their first meeting ends with Constantine dumping holy water over Hellboy’s head and Hellboy immediately deciding that he likes this guy very much.  Over the course of the next week, while they hunt themselves some necromancers, Hellboy teases his new friend, calls him Johnny and laughs when Constantine threatens to shoot him, drags him kicking and screaming into conversations and poker games and, one time, an underworld nightclub where a seven-foot demon isn’t the strangest thing at the bar.  On the one hand, don’t get him wrong, John Constantine is gorgeous in a pale-scruffy-and-consumptive sort of way, but also, any of Hellboy’s team could have warned the kid that, once Hellboy decides he’s going to make a friend, very little short of murder will stop him.

On the last day, before they go home, Constantine sighs and gives up and grabs Hellboy’s coat in both hands to drag him down into a kiss.

“If you make a single Devil Went Down to Georgia joke, I’ll kick your ass out so fast it’ll make your head spin,” Constantine threatens against Hellboy’s mouth.

“Sure thing, Johnny,” Hellboy says, transparently delighted, and pins Constantine against the wall of the motel room.  Turns out that there are advantages to fucking a seven-foot demon with superhuman strength and several decades of experience.  Constantine would die before he admitted it, though.

SpleencanonI’m actually not sure I’m sufficiently familiar with the Hellboy comics to have any real resentment?  Regardless, don’t have any major complaints, so instead:

High fantasy AU where King Bruttenholm the Wise is known for ruling a kingdom that serves as a safe haven for magic users and creatures that might be hunted to death in other lands.�� He used to ride out with his knights to keep his lands safe when he was crown prince, until they hunted down a circle of demon-worshipers, which ended with the crown prince gaining a limp for life and a new son.  Instead of being tapped as the heir to the throne (Hellboy does not particularly want to be king, thank you, his father’s work seems like The Worst), Hellboy becomes responsible for defending the kingdom--from magical threats and witchhunters alike.

Enter Constantine, who personally claims to be a dabbler and a sword for hire, and who everyone who’s anyone knows is the finest witchhunter and exorcist in seven kingdoms.

Things are...tense.

[dontcallmecarrie]

Hell hath no fury like that of a mother scorned

for this ask meme.

Right off the bat I can tell you a few things, just seeing this: it has ‘Maria Stark-centric’ written all over it, and, given I’ve got a boatload of Stark Family Feels™ especially where she’s concerned [no, really; I’ve got an entire AU going on that is just me playing with BAMF!Maria in various scenarios], I think you can see where this is going. Heads up for not being Howard-friendly, plus some not-very-family-friendly stuff all-around:

Here’s the thing: it takes a special sort of woman to marry one of the most prominent ironmongers in America. Takes a spine of steel and nerves to match, being the wife of not just one of the biggest weapons companies in the country, but also one of the founders of a vague yet menacing government agency and in the spotlight 24/7. 

Funny, how that doesn’t make it into the history books. Funny, how everyone forgets a smile is nothing more than a baring of teeth.

Everyone forgets, apparently. Not that Maria minds—it makes holding down the fort so much easier when everyone’s underestimating her. When just about everyone dismisses her just as Howard’s trophy wife, or the mother of his child. 

Well. Makes it easier for her to work, anyway. Makes it a cinch, to play things up with PR, when the world does half the job for her, of painting her as something soft and warm and demure, when she’s never backed down a day in her life. 

…which does not always bode well, actually. 

Here’s the thing: her marriage’d been crumbling for a while now, between Howard’s nonexistent work-life balance, and his alcohol problem on the rare occasions he was home. They’d had fights—what couple didn’t?—but lately things’ve gotten increasingly strained, to the point where he’s breaking plates and she’s white-knuckling the silverware. But that, she can take, that’s not where she draws the line. 

No, her limit is when her soon-to-be-ex raises a hand against their son. 

Here’s the thing: Howard has all the power in this situation, if they were to ever file for divorce. He’s got the money, and the influence— if he wanted to, he could get sole custody from whatever judge he wants, and they both know it. 

It takes a month, for her to make the arrangements. To call in favors, to get the money without raising any alarms and raise hell on the way out. 

Because Howard made the same mistake almost everyone else had: he underestimated his wife. Forgot that he wasn’t the only one with access to sensitive documents, when he took his work home, and between the SHIELD paperwork and the business deals at SI, well…

The same day Maria walks out with her son, a suitcase, and two bus tickets, Howard can’t do a thing about it. Not when he’s busy putting out all the fires that arose from a myriad of leaks, because suddenly now the press is aware of SHIELD’s existence, and of Operation Paperclip, and of Obadiah’s dubious connections. Howard can’t do a thing about it, and the trail quickly goes cold even as rumors of double-dealing start to float around. 

And in the meantime, a single mother and her eight-year-old son move into a small town, and settle in. 

They make waves at first, of course—especially Anthony, because he’s shaping up to be a whiz with computers— and years pass. Tony almost singlehandedly starts the school’s robotics club, and things only go up from there. 

Howard never really stops looking, but now he’s got not just one, but three people to find, and given how much of a hassle it’s been just to find Steve? Yeah, that’s not going anywhere. Doesn’t help that JARVIS is constantly monitoring anything that’d indicate they’ve been found, either. Add in the spectacular mess Maria left behind for him to deal with […which actually ended up fixing the bulk of stuff later on in the MCU, including uncovering Obadiah and HYDRA], plus the letter she left behind, and it is very, very obvious she’s not about to go back anytime soon. Not sure if he’d remarry or not, because on the one hand, Maria burned just about every bridge there was, but the other hand, he wants to find his son [prodigy heir to the throne and all that].

Irony is, it’s the Winter Soldier who ends up finding them, because of Reasons.

Completely by accident, mind, because he got loose when Maria did what she did and HYDRA burned, and so you’ve got this mostly-amnesiac assassin stumbling into the picture. Tony has a field day with his arm, Maria has a heart attack because she thinks he’s one of Howard’s men, and what you get is Tony growing up with Bucky as an uncle figure because Maria quickly ends up taking him under her wing as well.

Years pass, and things continue in this vein. Tony has a great childhood with people who love and support him the best they can despite sharing a tiny motorhome with a leaky shower and iffy plumbing, which is way, way better than the vague memories he has of an empty mansion and—well. 

…you get the point. just— the idea of Maria taking absolutely no prisoners where her family’s concerned. None. Because it takes a special sort of woman to marry one of the biggest names in the arms industry, and if you go after her child she won’t just annihilate you, she’ll salt the earth as well. 

Bonus: Tony ends up going to college, making waves along the way because hello, genius, and starting his own company. In green energy, and robotics, instead of weapons, because here he’s allowed to explore what he wants and between DUM-E, You, and JARVIS, it’s pretty damn obvious where his interests lie. Not sure if Howard’d ever find out, but if he does it’s a very, very bitter pill. Especially because he’s seeing all the potential his son had, and that his wife basically stole his legacy away, combined with how successful Tony is now, is…well, not pretty. 

there’d be a bittersweet ending in here somewhere, probably. 

[ircnreaver-blog]

Olympian Aesthetics

APHRODITE           laughter loving. sweet smiles. dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair. sees the world as a runway. unapologetically sexual. the sea washing their ankles. in love with love. stirrer of passion. cunning concealed by painted lips. secret daggers. doves.revolution in their kiss. delighting in the waves. flirtatious winks. strolling along the beach. staring wistfully from a balcony. this is how to be a heartbreaker. wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO          glitz and glamour. art galleries. turning the volume up. being made of gold.neatly organized music sheets. notebooks filled with poetry. bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create. collecting vinyl records. beautiful cover of wonderwall. playing multiple instruments. tasting like sunshine. healing touch. speaking in prophecies. smile mingled with wrath. shunning lies. sporting shades. hanging out at music festivals with their friends. sleeps naked. arrow to the heart. paint brushes. probably has a tinder account.

ARES          armed for battle. wants to raise a dog with their significant other. soft spot for children. gives piggyback rides. scarred body. blood on their hands and face. willing to fight the world for the ones they love. fights against injustice. warm hugs. well worn combat boots. boxing gloves. bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles. fist raised in protest. ignites revolutions. fear is a prison. more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think. exhausted. damaged goods. force to be reckoned with. red roses.curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS          keen sense of a hunter. freckles like constellations on their skin. piercing eyes. disheveled braid. moonlight peeking through the shadows. the calm of the forest at night. lying on the grass and staring at the stars. mother doe and her fawn. protecting their kin. the moon shimmering on a still lake. quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree. running with wolves. bonding while circled around a campfire. not being much of a people person. arrow hitting a target. popping egos. patience on 3%. touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA          discerning gaze. unreadable face. quiet museums. owl perched on their finger. armor that intimidates. eye for architecture. plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses. studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid. big fan of logic. loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colors. hair done up. can kill you with their brain. heads to the library often to research. sharpened pencils. abs that can cut steel. stoic statues. pottery classes.

DEMETER          soil covered hands. smile that can bloom flowers. skin loved by the sun. being the mom friend. can lift you and your friends. flowers kept in the pockets of overalls. takes pride in their beautiful garden. speaks to their plants. leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat. picking fruit. greenhouses. heart as strong as a mountain. values simplicity. daisies dotted across a collarbone. curls crowned with flowers. folded pile of sweaters in warm hues. pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS          drunk shitposter. on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second. seductive smirks. untamed curls. rich fabrics on dark skin. sleek furred panthers. theatre masks. stage productions. receiving a standing ovation. rose caught between their teeth. being the baby of the bunch. wild parties that last from sundown to sunup. creeping vines. inspiring loyalty. grand opera houses. masquerade balls. rolls of film.shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor.pouring champagne into flutes. lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS          the calloused hands of someone who knows labor. sweaty brow.flame burning in their eyes. inventive mind. broad shoulders. steampunk goggles. nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes. ashes. striking a match. blueprints for future projects. fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades. wrestles with bitterness. work boots have seen better years. wrinkled plaid shirts. iron melted in blazing fire. huge jackets. crafting masterpieces. greased stained overalls. fascination with robotics. pain is fuel. stack of weaponry. even their muscles have muscles.

HERA         resting bitch face. dressed to the nines. cows grazing on a pasture. cool rain.loving and hating fiercely. hand clutching a string of pearls. large chandelier with glittering crystals. plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims. romance to realism. pictures of the sky while flying on a plane. files that under fuck it. downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix. like their selfie or you ’ re grounded. knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man. dark eyes that penetrate your soul. marble and gold.

HERMES          devil — may — care smile,  always up — to — date on the latest technology.will steal your french fries. does it for the vine. shitposter. puts googly eyes on everything. meme hoarder. long drives on the highway. ma and pop diners. spontaneous road trips. folded maps. fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop. shooting hoops on the basketball court. chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations. goes jogging in the morning. mixes redbull with coffee. menace on april fool ’ s. hoodies and sneakers.    

POSEIDON          storm with skin. colorful coral reefs. waves crashing against the shore.stroking the soft fur of a cat. their heart pounding as their horse ’ s gentle trot speeds into a gallop. tousled locks. clothes smeared with paint. owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more. leather jackets. fondness for diy projects. handwriting that flows across the page. nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin. velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams. mood as ever — changing as the sea. the roar of a motorcycle.compass with a spinning arrow.

ZEUS          thunder in their heart. running on coffee. flash of lightning. un — natural charisma. eloquence. badass in a nice suit. aficionado of history. force of nature. lenny face. nightmare — filled nights. proud arm around their lover ’ s waist. high — rise buildings. planes soaring through a cloudless sky. technician on the piano. maintains order. strong handshake. juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease. expensive watch.

tagged by @reviiled <3 <3 <3

Tagging : @kingwhocared, @wineinthewidow, @starfrckled, @tyrxshisword, @reekcd and @kingimpudent

[waywardsheriff]

OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS.

APHRODITE  :          laughter loving. sweet smiles. dressed in silk and satin. flower in their hair. sees the world as a runway. unapologetically sexual. the sea washing their ankles. in love with love. stirrer of passion. cunning concealed by painted lips. secret daggers. doves. revolution in their kiss. delighting in the waves. flirtatious winks. strolling along the beach. staring wistfully from a balcony. this is how to be a heartbreaker. wants to be adored. gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO   :    glitz and glamour. art galleries. turning the volume up. being made of gold. neatly organized music sheets. notebooks filled with poetry. bathing in the sunlight. the powerful urge to create. collecting vinyl records. beautiful cover of wonderwall. playing multiple instruments. tasting like sunshine. healing touch. speaking in prophecies. smile mingled with wrath. shunning lies. sporting shades. hanging out at music festivals with their friends. sleeps naked. arrow to the heart. paint brushes. probably has a tinder account.

ARES  :     armed for battle. wants to raise a dog with their significant other. soft spot for children. gives piggyback rides. scarred body. blood on their hands and face. willing to fight the world for the ones they love. fights against injustice. warm hugs. well worn combat boots. boxing gloves. bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles. fist raised in protest. ignites revolutions. fear is a prison. more sensitive than what their tough shell would have you think. exhausted. damaged goods. force to be reckoned with. red roses. curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS  :          keen sense of a hunter. freckles like constellations on their skin. piercing eyes. disheveled braid. moonlight peeking through the shadows. the calm of the forest at night. lying on the grass and staring at the stars. mother doe and her fawn. protecting their kin. the moon shimmering on a still lake. quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree. running with wolves. bonding while circled around a campfire. not being much of a people person. arrow hitting a target. popping egos. patience on 3%. touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA  :          discerning gaze. unreadable face. quiet museums. owl perched on their finger. armor that intimidates. eye for architecture. plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses. studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid. big fan of logic. loves brain teasers. ancient buildings. sweaters in neutrals and cool colors. hair done up. can kill you with their brain. heads to the library often to research. sharpened pencils. abs that can cut steel. stoic statues. pottery classes.

DEMETER  :          soil covered hands. smile that can bloom flowers. skin loved by the sun. being the mom friend. can lift you and your friends. flowers kept in the pockets of overalls. takes pride in their beautiful garden. speaks to their plants. leaves rustling in the wind. stalks of wheat. picking fruit. greenhouses. heart as strong as a mountain. values simplicity. daisies dotted across a collarbone. curls crowned with flowers. folded pile of sweaters in warm hues. pulling out fresh baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS  :         drunk shitposter. on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second. seductive smirks. untamed curls. rich fabrics on dark skin. sleek furred panthers. theatre masks. stage productions. receiving a standing ovation. rose caught between their teeth. being the baby of the bunch. wild parties that last from sundown to sunup. creeping vines. inspiring loyalty. grand opera houses. masquerade balls. rolls of film. shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine spilled floor. pouring champagne into flutes. lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS  :          the calloused hands of someone who knows labor. sweaty brow. flame burning in their eyes. inventive mind. broad shoulders. steampunk goggles. nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes. ashes. striking a match. blueprints for future projects. fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades. wrestles with bitterness. work boots have seen better years. wrinkled plaid shirts. iron melted in blazing fire. huge jackets. crafting masterpieces. greased stained overalls. fascination with robotics. pain is fuel. stack of weaponry. even their muscles have muscles.

HERA  :       resting bitch face. dressed to the nines. cows grazing on a pasture. cool rain. loving and hating fiercely. hand clutching a string of pearls. large chandelier with glittering crystals. plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims. romance to realism. pictures of the sky while flying on a plane. files that are labeled under fuck it. downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix. like their selfie or you’re grounded. knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man. dark eyes that penetrate your soul. marble and gold.

HERMES  :     devil may care smile. always up-to-date on the latest technology. will steal your french fries. does it for the vine. shitposter. puts googly eyes on everything. meme hoarder. long drives on the highway. ma and pop diners. spontaneous road trips. folded maps. fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop. shooting hoops on the basketball court. chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations. goes jogging in the morning. mixes redbull with coffee. menace on april fool’s. hoodies and sneakers.

POSEIDON   :     storm with skin. colorful coral reefs. waves crashing against the shore. stroking the soft fur of a cat. their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop. tousled locks. clothes smeared with paint. owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns to own more. leather jackets. fondness for diy projects. handwriting that flows across the page. nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin. velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams. mood as ever-changing as the sea. the roar of a motorcycle. compass with a spinning arrow.

ZEUS :      thunder in their heart. running on coffee. flash of lightning. unnatural charisma. eloquence. badass in a nice suit. aficionado of history. force of nature. lenny face. nightmare filled nights. proud arm around their lover’s waist. high rise buildings. planes soaring through a cloudless sky. technician on the piano. maintains order. strong handshake. juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease. expensive watch.

Snagged from: @bluebracelet

(Idk if I did this right, but whatever. Some are things she likes, some are things about her.) 

[tittaalbum]

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[jjillekkot]

OLYMPIAN AESTHETICS

APHRODITE     laughter-loving, sweet smiles,  dressed in silk and satin, flower in their hair, thrives on attention,  sees the world as a runway,  unapologetically sexual, the sea washing their ankles, in love with love,  stirrer of passion, cunning concealed by painted lips, secret daggers,  doves,  revolution in their kiss, delighting in the waves,  flirtatious winks, strolling along the beach,  staring wistfully from a balcony,  this is how to be a heartbreaker,  your girlfriend thinks they’re attractive,  wants to be adored,  gets turned on by danger.

APOLLO     glitz and glamour,  art galleries, turning the volume up,  being made of gold, neatly-organized music sheets,  notebooks filled with poetry, bathing in the sunlight,  the powerful urge to create,  collecting vinyl records,  beautiful cover of wonderwall, playing multiple instruments, tasting like sunshine,  healing touch,  speaking in prophecies,  smile mingled wrath, sporting shades,  hanging out at music festivals with their friends,  sleeps naked, arrow to the heart,  paint brushes,  probably has a Tinder account.

ARES     armed for battle,  wants to raise a dog with their significant other,  soft spot for children,  gives piggyback rides, scarred body,  blood on their hands and face, willing to fight the world for the ones they love,  warm hugs, well-worn combat boots,  boxing gloves, bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles, fists raised in protest, ignites revolutions, fear is a prison,  more sensitive than what their tough shell will make you think, exhausted, force to be reckoned with, red roses, curses under their breath.

ARTEMIS     keen sense of a hunter,  freckles like constellations on their skin,piercing eyes,  disheveled braid, moonlight peeking through the shadows, the calm of the forest at night, lying on the grass and staring at the stars,  mother doe and her fawn, protecting their kin, the moon shimmering on a still lake,  quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree, running with wolves,  bonding while circled around a campfire,  not being much of a people person, arrow hitting a target, popping egos,  patience on 3%, touches heaven and returns howling.

ATHENA     discerning gaze, unreadable face, the patience of a lifelong teacher, quiet museums,  owl perched on their finger, armor that intimidates,  eye for architecture,  plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses, studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid,  big fan of logic, loves brain teasers, go-getter,  balls of wool displayed on shelves,  ancient buildings, hair done up, can kill you with their brain, heads to the library often to research, sharpened pencils, abs that can cut steel, stoic statues, pottery classes.

DEMETER     soil-covered hands, smile that can bloom flowers, skin loved by the sun, being the mom-friend,  can lift you and your friends,  flowers kept in the pockets of overalls,  takes pride in their beautiful garden, speaks to their plants, leaves rustling in the wind,  stalks of wheat,  picking fruit, greenhouses, heart as strong as a mountain, values simplicity, daisies dotted across a collarbone,  curls crowned with flowers,  folded pile of sweaters in warm hues,  pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air.

DIONYSUS     drunk shitposter,  on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second,  seductive smirks, untamed curls,  rich fabrics on dark skin,  sleek-furred panthers,  theater masks, stage productions, receiving a standing ovation,  rose caught between their teeth, being the baby of the bunch,  wild parties that last from sundown to sunup,  creeping vines, inspiring loyalty,  grand opera houses,  masquerade balls,  rolls of film,  shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine-spilled floor, pouring champagne into flutes, lives for the applause.

HEPHAESTUS     sweaty brow,  flame burning in their eyes,  inventive mind,  broad shoulders,  steampunk goggles,  nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes, ashes,  striking a match, blueprints for future projects,  fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades, wrestles with bitterness,  work boots have seen better years, wrinkled plaid shirts,  iron melted in blazing fire,  huge jackets, crafting masterpieces,  greased-stained overalls,  fascination with robotics,  pain is fuel,  stack of weaponry,  even their muscles have muscles.

HERA  resting bitch face, dressed to the nines,  cows grazing on a pasture, cool rain,loving and hating fiercely,  hand clutching a string of pearls, large chandelier with glittering crystals,  plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims,  romance to realism,  pictures of the sky while flying on a plane, files that under fuck it,  downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix, like their selfie or you’re grounded,  knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man, dark eyes that penetrate your soul,  marble and gold.

HERMES     devil-may-care smile,  ink-stained hands,  always up-to-date on the latest technology,  will steal your french fries,  does it for the vine,  shitposter,  puts googly eyes on everything,  meme hoarder, long drives on the highway, ma and pop diners, spontaneous road trips, folded maps, fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop,  shooting hoops on the basketball court,  chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations,goes jogging in the morning, mixes redbull with coffee, menace on april fool’s,  hoodies and sneakers.

POSEIDON  storm with skin, colorful coral reefs,  waves crashing against the shore, the sea casting its spell, stroking the soft fur of a cat, their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop, tousled locks, clothes smeared with paint,  owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns for more,  leather jackets,  fondness for diy projects,handwriting that flows across the page,  nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin,velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams, mood as ever-changing as the sea, the roar of a motorcycle,  compass with a spinning arrow.

ZEUS     thunder in their heart,  running on coffee,  flash of lightning, natural charisma,  eloquence, badass in a nice suit,  aficionado of history, force of nature,  lenny face, pretends they don’t have feelings but they do,  nightmare-filled nights, proud arm around their lover’s waist, high-rise buildings,  planes soaring through a cloudless sky, technician on the piano,  maintains order,  strong handshake, juggling multiple events on their busy calendar with ease,  most likely to be voted class president out of their peers,  expensive watch

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