#A CHANCE AT REDEMPTION...A CHANCE AT LOVE

[sara-200191919191]

Hot Take?

Okay so hot take that might get me killed by this fandom.... but I lowkey really like Eve. I know she's crazy and did bad things but I kinda understand her and also admire her. She grew up in a terrible family with no love and was treated like trash. Then some random man comes out of no where and she's expected to like living a HOMELESS life? Hell no. Why is she expected to settle for that life when another girl who her biological dad loves more lives the life of a billionaire. I get her and I admire her because she won the game with no help. She won when the whole world was against her. She had no one on her side and she still managed to survive. Like say what you will about her but that girl is a SURVIVOR. She's manipulative, crazy, a competitive. But at the same time what did people expect her to be? Like she was thrown out like trash and what people thought she would just stay a nice little girl???? No. I completely understand her rage and that she hates people. I would. But at the same time like I'll be reading the books and I literally have to go "really girl? WHY!!!"

But I am an eve defender even though I hate her actions I don't hate her. I understand her and have sympathy for her. So yeah i really want her to have a redemption arc in the 3rd book, which i think might actually happen cause her card was the most powerful and useful out of them all???? So I think that has a high chance of happening.

Also can we just say that Toby is a shit father. Like he doesn't love Eve and she feels that Toby wishes she was Avery. So she can't heal if he is around because her whole life she wanted family and when she finally has someone for her own he doesn't love her?? HER OWN BIOLOGICAL FATHER!!! No wonder why she keeps acting like a raging bitch. I also always have a soft spot for angry, morally grey female characters. Like I love complex characters. So I really want that girl to save the Hawthornes and finally find someone who actually loves her.

So yeah guys please don't kill me for this 😓

[desperatelittledemon]

https://www.tumblr.com/desperatelittledemon/789249448775696384/any-chance-i-could-give-adult-pavlova-cookie-a-big?source=share

Saw this and loved it...may I make a request?

Y/n hugging and/or being held by white lily cookie?

Redemption is a tough journey but if you have someone who believes in you, it gets a little easier.

[hiithink802]

Hakuba has somehow become the problem child for most anime adaptation of the Magic Kaito/Detective Conan universe and lemme tell you why.

Hakuba was introduced to the world before Shinichi but introduced to the screen far later. Since he was known in MK as the great detective, after MK merged with DC, this becomes a point of conflict and Gosho scrambled to buff Shinichi to make sure he's still Detective Boy #1. (We can't let the audience love another HS detective more than our protagonist can we?) Which is why most of Hakuba's appearances in DC anime takes their sweet time to BOLD underline the fact that Hakuba is just an amateur PI whose deductive reasoning loses to Heiji who loses to Shinichi. And so for decades everyone considers Hakuba the punching bag of the hs detective troupe 🙄

Come Magic Kaito Specials, finally some time to breathe. And although the stories had to be condensed, Hakuba is given a lot of great moments - as faithful as they could to the manga. MY PROBLEM with the special is that they gave Hakuba an ulterior motivation: use Kaito Kid to catch Spider. This does not make any sense, it also doesn't seem in-character. Additionally, it muddles up the dynamic between Kaito and Hakuba.

I LOVE the idea that Hakuba left his cushy English boarding school and came to Japan just to see what this guy's up to. And that Kaito welcomes the challenge. Having Hakuba attempt to use Kaito just seems underhanded and cruel instead of your typical frenemy shit.

Bro Kaito even says about Hakuba (& Conan but he's less important in this context): "[They're] like lovers I don't wanna meet" 👀👀👀

It doesn't ruin the show for me but still ... not perfect

And then Magic Kaito 1412 - the most close-to-source material adaptation of MK we have so far. I like the show I think it's enjoyable, but once again ... Hakuba

One thing about MK 1412 is that they kinda mixed the order of stories around. Knowing that Hakuba is somewhat popular, he was introduced VEEEERY early on ... and then had to take a long vacation in Europe for the next 14 episodes 🥹 Plus I think they neglected to include my favorite Hakuba scene my poor sleepy boyos

(Also where is his full-on Sherlock Holmes cosplay?? Give him back the stupid hat 😭 don't you see he's just a lil nerd at heart? He wears his BEST outfit whenever he's out to catch Kaito 🥺)

And that is why I cannot fucking WAIT for Kaito Kid and the Azure Throne to be animated I need it NOOOOOOOW 😭 this is Gosho and the anime's chance at redemption after treating Hakuba like garbage all these years 😭

Y'all will see why I love him sm 😩🫶🏻

My only question is: Who's voicing him this time? 🤔

[scuderia-eunoia]

✶ a wine-stained dress i can't wear anymore | KA12

starring: exes!au kimi antonelli x reader in which: it's been years since you had broken up. are the feelings still there, or is there really no more chance at redemption? wc: 1.8k includes: heavy angst, exes, pre-established relationship, childhood friends to teenage lovers to ???, set in the future (e.g 2028 season where kimi is WDC LEADER! #manifesting). english is not my first language! warnings: implied age gap relationship (not between kimi and reader) notes: oh well. this is definitely angst heavy. it isn't the type to make you cry, but if you're looking for a happy ending... this is probably NOT the fic for you i'm sorry. in other news, i'm trying out a new writing layout (spot the difference? jk). finally, title is from clean by taylor swift! (which i played on repeat while writing). anyway, that's enough yapping from me, enjoy :)

YOU COULD SEE it in his eyes. The way he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, an air of fake confidence wrapped around him like a shield. It was almost as if he was scared to face you. You wonder why.

Kimi doesn’t even look at you when he speaks, a tight smile on his face. “So, how have you been doing?”

“Fine,” you replied, returning the same grin, but yours reached your ears. To be more convincing, you thought. Make him think that you’ve been doing better than him.

But the truth was obvious. You both thought that it was outside, but it was trapped inside the walls with you. unspoken words, resentment that quietly festered in your veins that never got a chance at redemption— they were all gathered here, in every corner of the room. Growing, just as they did all those years ago, waiting for when either of you finally break and address what needed to be resolved— and what can’t.

The cup of tea in front of you, now gone cold, suddenly looks so interesting. You stare at it as if it held all the answers you were searching for. But in the corner of your eye, you saw him.

Kimi wasn’t a cold person. You of all people would know. He wasn’t the type to beat around the bush about how he felt towards the people he cared about. He’d show it in his words, and most especially his actions. You could tell from a mile away if he was worried, and it was as if the universe was always at his beck and call when he knew something was wrong. You could always feel it, his feelings towards you. And you felt it now, even as you try and block him out of your vision, you could still sense him.

He was looking at you quietly, wordlessly. He was completely still. But you could tell that he didn’t have that paranoid, protective aura from before. He’d let his walls down, just like he did all those years ago, and he was just observing you now. His gaze was piercing, almost like he wasn’t just staring at you— but at your heart, your feelings, your thoughts.

It was a game of patience. Both of you, waiting for someone to touch the unmoving ball, to try and hit it home. But neither of you moved. None rose to the occasion. Kimi was silent, and you were stone-cold. Not even time could pressure the both of you.

Because you and him knew, deep down, that it had already tried before.

Your thought is the first straw to break the camel’s back. You cave under your own spell, and your jaw ticks.

Your words are calculated and precise. “What have you been up to lately?”

Kimi doesn’t miss a beat. You don’t know if it’s because of pure instinct— maybe even a force of habit— or he was just waiting for you to speak. Still, he’s lightning quick with his response.

“Oh, you know. The usual—“

“Which is?”

He falters at the sudden question, and your chest swells— out of pride, out of knowing that you had knocked him to his back foot. But it wasn’t over.

“I don’t know if you heard,” he said, “but I’m the championship leader now. Says I’ve got a shot at winning it, even.”

Your breath hitched. Your heart skips a beat— not from adoration, or love— but at revelation. It was subtle, something small out of the many unspoken feelings that haunted the room. But it was just as important. It weighed just as much value as everything else.

Kimi had reached one of his dreams. The same one that he promised to you.

The memory is like an unpleasant thought now. Unwanted, irrelevant, unnecessary— but it still forms itself in your mind, like puzzle pieces sticking together with magnets.

It started off as a joke. You and him were laughing about the future and how unclear it was, even though deep down, the both of you knew that you were scared. Two kids smiling and making light of the uncertainty that they’d soon face. It wasn’t as intimidating back then as it was now— because at the time, you had each other. Two hearts intertwined, singing songs of bravery and determination. You thought that your love colored any bleak, jaded part of the future.

That’s when Kimi had said it. His voice was light, still following the thread of jabs and laughter minutes ago— but he was stern. He said it as he looked you in the eye, and for the first time, you saw an emotion in them that you had never seen before: resolve.

“One day, I’m going to win the championship, and you’ll be there to see it. You’ll get to hold the trophy when we win, too.” He said to you.

You will the thought away before it could plague you any further. At the same time, you leaned back in your chair, looking out at the window. You wanted to be further away from him.

“Wow,” you said. “That big, huh? Congrats.”

Kimi isn’t smiling anymore. “Thanks.”

You don’t want to dwell on the emotion you were feeling. It didn’t carry the weight of regret, but it wasn’t sickening like rage or resentment, either. It was calm. Unnaturally still. A haunting chill that felt like an unforgiving wind.

Oddly enough, it was grounding. Its presence in your mind calmed your thoughts, while threatening your composure all the same. You clung onto it regardless.

“And what about you?” he asked. He threw the question right back at you, and it felt as if he had hurled the burning sun to your direction to try and burn you. But it wasn’t scalding. There was no heat, and you didn’t melt from the fire. You just gave him a small smile.

“I’ve been around,” you said. It was a vague answer, something ambiguous enough that would pique his curiosity and make him prod you for more.

You’re surprised when he takes the bait. “Really? Any specifics?”

“I’ve recently gotten engaged, actually.”

It rolls off your tongue too easily. Your hand practically crawls onto the table, and the gem had stolen all the light and reflected it on itself. The weight of your words were heavy. Crushing, even— and surprisingly, you weren’t above them. The reality was looming down on you, too.

The silence is long. It stretches across you from the table and out into the world beyond, as if what you just said had plunged the world into a deadly quiet. Kimi’s expression barely changed. He looked at you with an unreadable expression— his eyes weren’t cloudy, his jaw wasn’t clenched, and his body wasn’t tense at all. He was just.. him.

But was he? Or had you spent so much time away from each other that you had forgotten how to see through him and all his walls?

When Kimi finally moves, it’s barely noticeable. You wouldn’t have caught it if you weren’t staring daggers at him the moment you announced your engagement minutes ago. He blinks his eyes, a small smile forming on his lips.

“Ah. Congratulations,” he said. His voice was robotic, and his words were calculated. Precise. As if he didn’t want to say anything more, in fear of crossing a boundary that he didn’t know was there.

“Thank you.” you said. The wedding band feels heavy on your finger now. Almost like it was never meant to be there. You shook your head.

“It wasn’t…” you began, your words finding themselves before you could control them. “It’s not what you think.”

“What?”

“My parents. They set me up with their friends’ son, told me it was a corporate decision. An investment or something, in the form of wedding bells. And maybe, in the future..”

Your voice cracks. “a few heirs, too.”

Kimi sees it immediately. The way you swallow the lump forming in your throat and how you cover your ring with your other hand. You were haunted by this reality too. Just like him— who didn’t want to admit it— you didn’t want this, either.

He wants to run to you. He wants to cross this void that you two built between each other and reach out, to try and ground you and console you and tell you that everything is going to be alright. But he couldn’t. And that broke his heart, because it’s a reminder of everything he couldn’t fight for— and how, until now, he couldn’t fight for you.

So, instead, he settles for words. He asks a question that he knows you were too scared to ask yourself.

“Do you want this?”

You shook your head, and for the first time since you entered this stifling room, you smiled. A genuine, sincere one, where it didn’t reach your ears and it wasn’t tight and suffocating. It was weak and small, a reflection of how you felt. “No.”

“Then leave.”

“You know it’s not that simple.”

Kimi didn’t answer. You were right— it was never, ever, that simple. There was always going to be hardship, obstacles, and challenges that stood in the way between the two of you.

You knew what he meant when he told you to leave. He wanted you to come back to him, to leave the life that’s been suffocating you for this long and to finally choose yourself.

But you couldn’t. You were cursed, subjected to suffer at the hands of someone else. And Kimi’s fate was intertwined with yours. Watching you at a distance, shackled by his own will; his patience and insistence on waiting for something that will never come.

You both don’t know how it ends— maybe it never did. But eventually, you stand up from your chair and make your way to the door. The room is still cold— not from the wind, but from all the unspoken things that you both thought were going to be said, but never had the chance. Not even here, not even today.

For a brief moment, you were both able to forget everything. Where you were, who you are— it didn’t matter here. Because in these four walls, you were the same girl all those years ago who fell in love with Kimi— and nothing else mattered.

But that was then, and this is now. When you turn the knob and begin walking away, you feel lighter. You weren’t trapped anymore— not in the same way you were. Now, you had someone watching you.

And you hope that one day, he’ll be able to free you, too.

[doodler16]

To be honest, actually would even rather have irredeemable Lute alongside sinner Adam. Having him and Sera having that moment of "Oh fuck, what have I done?" Because they both are responsible of her state (Adam's toxic teachings and Sera not doing anything to help woman who clearly needs some help)

Of course I understand other anon's dislike for idea that a guy gets a second chance but the woman doesn't. Trust me I usually hate that too. But why this is different? Because I predict different path, the one to keep shippers happy. What I predict we would get from sinner Adam on the path of redemption would be "redeemed" Lute who joins with him in Hell. It will be painted as "oh Lute goes agaisnt her own beliefs to be with her true love/soulmate and look how much she is changed, oh our badass danger tits, the one who stayed faithful to Adam" etc. Even though in truth it's more like "No, she just wants her life to revolve around him, abandoning her cause 'cus he happens to be sinner now makes her even bigger hypocrite than she already was and proves that this woman has zero original thought on her own".

Sorry this came way too mean towards Lute xD, I've just happened to read too many fics where one second Lute is like "Everyone in Hell deserves to die!! I never change my mind!!!" *insert sinner Adam "On the second thought..." and I know it's supposed to be super romantic or something but I often end up thinking "damn this girl is obsessed"

“Damn this girl is obsessed.” LMAOOO. I can also see an irredeemable Lute and sinner Adam coming into fruition. Who knows they might raise Hell together somehow💀.

[nerdishpursuits]

Definitely. Pelayo helped them out one time and now he’s expecting life-long royalties from his one good deed.

Doesn’t matter that he’s not keeping his end of the bargain and is, in fact, breaking their agreement left and right. Very typical of most men I know, actually. Performing a task one time means it should be framed and displayed as a badge of honour.

His classicism is also nauseating. He’s always looked down on Fina and talks behind her back every chance he gets. With the caveat, of course, that she’s then useful when he needs to pressure Marta into accepting his outlandish terms.

This man is a chameleon and adapts according to his chosen audience. He plays one part for Marta and another with Fina. I do, however, think the building blocks for his demise have been set. The cracks are showing and he will be exposed for who he truly is: a man for whom ambition reigns supreme and a man who can’t grasp or understand that anyone would choose love over of power and influence.

In many ways he and Damián are equals. For them both affection, love and friendship are transactional, conditional. It’s a favor for a favor where altruism is a foreign word and their every move has an ulterior motive. I’m not saying they are devoid of feeling entirely but they sure as hell aren’t the friends and allies they claim to be. Decisions always have to benefit them, one way or another, and selflessness is mostly a foreign concept.

I look forward to Marta seeing him for who he is. A liar, a manipulator, a man of questionable moral values, a gaslighter. and most of all, a condescending narcissist. And she’ll be all the happier to have put an end to the baby nonsense once the extent of his web of deceit has been revealed.

I will say though that Pelayo, as a character, is not very well developed and quite underused. He trips over the same stone, endlessly, and parrots the same 3 ideas, ad nauseam. There’s no depth to him and it’s painfully obvious that his only purpose is to keep Marta and Fina apart.

I suppose we’ll have to see if they end up giving him a redemption arc or not. Personally, I’d love to see him fall and shatter but the writers do seem to give their male characters carte blanche after carte blanche.

Honestly. Pelele’s audacity to go cry to Fina that Marta is obsessed with her, always chooses her over him and apparently, is destroying his life? This level of unhinged and divorced from reality is worthy of study.

According to this spoiled dimwit, Marta is definitely incapable of making her own decisions or owning up to them. This being the same Marta who:

1. from the very start outright refused to marry him because she preferred a life of besieged freedom alongside Fina to being chained to a farcical marriage

2. tells him every chance she gets that her priority is, and will always be, Fina and their relationship

3. if push comes to shove it’s undoubtedly Fina she will choose

4. operative word here? ALWAYS FINA. SIEMPRE FINA. FOREVER FINA.

Pelele’s cerebral functions really deserve to be examined. Preferably in a secluded lab, far away, so he stops invading every part of their lives. From selective memory and failing to connect the dots to entirely missing and outright rebuking any attempt at logic and common sense. This man lives in a narrative of his own making, topsy-turvy, disconnected from the rest of the world but expecting it to bend to his every whim. This is nothing but a spoiled brat who never grew up and who never learned to share his toys with anyone. He wants them all to himself and there’s no in between.

More so, he is such a coward he never has the courage to face them both at the same time. No, he tries to corner them individually. Truly, this level of cringe and pathetic is unmatched. And if we consider that he genuinely pretends to come first in Marta’s life, that she give him the lion’s share because he’s a man and therefore it’s mandatory he take precedence? Well, we have ourselves the textbook embodiment of the patriarchy in all its heinous, off-putting glory. Lo and behold, the cuckoo bird made man: cuck-oo, cuck-oo, cuck-oo … pelayo, pelayo, pelayo … me, Meeee, MEEEEEE.

Therefore: I feel you, Fina. Interacting with narcissistic men who are profoundly misogynistic, only care about appearances and exude toxic masculinity to boot? Patience becomes a precious and rare commodity.

🚨KILL PELAYO SIRENS 🚨 (on full blast, if you please)

And louder for the Neanderthals in the back who think their every desire is law and that women owe them something “ she has reached her own conclusions … and SHE is the only one … THE ONLY ONE who can decide over her own body and life”

As for Marta herself?

This has been her Truth and her Northern Star ever since Fina and her have decided to brave the world together, come hell or high water.

“Mi relación con Fina es lo primero, es algo que voy a defender con uñas y dientes … me da igual lo que opinen los demás.”

Alea iacta est. The game of divide and conquer has begun. Pretty obvious Pelele thinks that if Fina is removed from the board, Marta will end up caving in, fulfilling his ridiculous demands and buying into his delusions.

By Pelele logic? It’s more than obvious Fina has completely taken over Marta’s brain, hijacking her grey matter and turning it to gay matter only. The solution to such an evident quandry? Extract Fina from the equation and Marta remains an empty vessel, devoid of thought and reason.

Nothing like the fabled, flawless reasoning of men.

Pelaey O. Idioté

Also. While for the most part the pregnancy storyline will have been archived and laid to rest? The “baby” theme will remain somewhat of a sore spot for Marta and Fina. It makes sense for them to grieve the loss of a dream they only recently shared, however briefly.

Nonetheless? I still think both Pelele and Damián will continue to pressure Marta with this topic, trying to guilt-trip and gaslight her, going as far as using it as a means to emotionally blackmail Fina. Because Fina wouldn’t want to keep Marta from having a child, now would she? Nor would she want to be the reason Marta can’t fulfil this sudden, ardent desire to forego all and any dreams of freedom, now would she?

The battle has only just begun.

But I suspect they wanted to introduce the possibly of IVF (outlandish as it may be for their timeline and characters) so that once they are truly free (as free as they can be), this concept can be revisited on their terms (and this is from someone who is not a baby-narrative partisan and thinks there’s other, more creative, ways of expanding the plot-line).

P.s. no insult was meant to any coyotes anywhere by comparing them to Pelele here 😌 Coyotes are perfectly lovely and perfectly sane … something that cannot be said about our speciMAN in question 😒

[maybe-boys-do-love]

Someday someone at GMMTV will wake up and realize that Force Jiratchapong, who keeps getting cast as the alpha male seme, is actually meant to be...

the Regina George...

the Sharpay Evans...

the Carla Santini...

Let him be THAT GIRL, the diva he can deliver. Let him be the spoiled nepo princess. Let him be petty and fashion, the cattiest gay bitch in the club. Make Book his service top (and actually put in effort to the relationship for once). Let him use his actual speaking voice and kill every girlie who thinks they're at his level with just a glance of his side-eye. He was not gifted with this face and attitude for us to waste it on boring traditional ideas of masculinity!!!

In short, #freeforce

[alarwynnwhispers]

✨ NEW STORY DROP ✨

(F1 x Reader | Lando Norris AU | Angst + Drama + Redemption)

Title: Where the Silence Took Her

Chapter 1: Cold Hands, Warm Lies

She was the wife who stayed in the shadows. He was the man millions adored, yet forgot who he had waiting at home. Zandvoort was supposed to be his win, But it became the day she found out.

She brought him his favorite food. She found him with another woman.

She dropped everything, then disappeared.

——————————————— 💬 "Why wasn’t I enough?" ———————————————

Now, she lives in a quiet town far from Europe’s chaos. No one knows her name. No one knows she’s the one he still aches for. But when fate gives Lando a chance to find her again, he’ll risk it all, even his career, just to ask for her forgiveness.

And maybe, if time is kind, to hold her hand again.

📖 Read now for a journey of heartbreak, healing, and the slow unraveling of a man who had it all, until he lost her.

📝 Note from the Author: This story is a love letter to silence, to regret, and to the fragile hope of second chances. It’s a slow burn woven through grief and grace, and if you’ve ever loved someone in quiet, or hurt someone in ways words couldn’t fix, this might be for you. Thank you for choosing to walk through the ache with me. Chapter updates coming soon. 🧡

[synchodai]

When I say Tyland Lannister is my favorite character...

I am being 100% dead serious. Here is why I prefer this seemingly average nobleman over the many many many fan favorites in Fire and Blood.

Tyland Lannister is a second son in a story about second sons. Whether his feelings on this are as strong as Aemond's or Daemon's, we never know for sure in the books, but it's obvious that he's subservient to a mirror image of himself who only has more authority because of a few seconds separation between twins. It's a great display of both the arbitrariness and rigidity of succession.

His initial role in the Dance is as the master of coin for the greens. He's depicted as a typical Lannister: charming, comely, and cunning. He did what any savvy accountant would do and divided the crown's treasury amongst different allied regions for safe-keeping, ensuring that if King's Landing were sacked, their enemies wouldn't loot their coffers dry and they'd still have plenty of gold for their war efforts.

And of course, King's Landing gets sacked. Tyland is put in the black cells and ordered to be tortured by Rhaenyra to extract the gold's whereabouts. Winter is coming, people are starving and rioting, her army is dwindling, so she desperately needs that gold. Tyland is gelded, maimed, disfigured, and blinded but the torturers get nothing out of him.

Mind you, this man has been a rich, pampered bureaucrat all his life and he endured all that without breaking. When Aegon II releases Tyland from those cells, he has no fingernails, his eyes have been gouged out and/or sewn shut, this man who was once known for his good looks doesn't look human anymore — but he still manages to maintain his wits so much so that he plays an important role after the Dance.

Even with Rhaenyra dead, there are still armies raising their banners for her eldest surviving son, Aegon Trois. Tyland tells Adult Aegon to kill Child Aegon because obviously, the latter threatens the former's claim and Tyland's understandably angry over what his mom did. Aegon Dos is like, nah, I'll keep the boy hostage instead — that'll keep the armies at bay more than outright killing him.

So Tyland volunteers to go to Myr to hire sellswords for Aegon 2 since their armies are pretty much kaput after six years of this civil war. Tyland is blind at this point I remind you — there is a huge chance this man will never get to go home again. But he does it anyway, because even after years of fighting, he keeps his unwavering loyalty to the monarch he declared for.

Aegon II dies while Tyland is in Myr, and Tyland goes back to Westeros just in time to see Cregan Stark use his powers as the new Hand to marry Aegon III and Princess Jaehaera to unite the green and black sides. Cregan dusts off his hands, says my work here is done, warns the boy king not to trust anyone, then leaves for the North for everyone else to sort this mess out.

Now comes the part where Tyland shines as a character. He becomes the Hand of Aegon III and when you see his policies detailed in the book, it's clear that his goal is focused on repairs and renumerations. After what happened to him, he has every right to be spiteful and bitter against the blacks, but instead he "claimed a curious failure of memory, insisting that he could not recall who had been black and who had been green." He abolished the heavy taxes imposed on the smallfolk, sent out gold to lords whose holdings had been devastated during war, and set out to rebuild the Realm's granaries and fleet. Cleaning up is a tedious, unglamorous job — and because of his monstrous appearance and former allegiances, Tyland was looked upon with distrust.

And yet, while other regents grasped for power and tried taking advantage of the 13-year-old King Aegon III, Tyland seemed to be different. If he wanted power he could have married his twin brother's widow and convinced the boy-king to route more resources towards Casterly Rock and the Westerlands. But he didn't.

Instead, he genuinely seemed to be a father figure to Aegon III.

Tyland Lannister, blind and crippled, had always treated the king with deference, speaking to him gently, seeking to guide rather than command.

And for that, many lords saw him as a weak Hand. But Aegon, who cared for very little and never laughed and was always sullen, seemed to care for Tyland.

When the plague ravaged King's Landing, Tyland dutifully prioritized it over quashing the Ironborn raids at Lannisport. He was the last person to become afflicted with the Winter Fever, and the king sat by his Hand's side during his final hours. When the council starts discussing who should be the new Hand, Aegon (the boy who rarely ever speaks) says:

I would have Lord Rowan as my Hand. Ser Tyland thought well enough of him to offer him my sister’s hand in marriage, so I know he can be trusted.

This boy trusted Tyland, the man who only years ago wanted him dead.

So it's easy to imagine that this man saw Aegon III as the boy he was responsible for, as the son he could never have because of what the war had done to him. Tyland Lannister was a broken man who despite losing everything, his king and his brother and himself, kept a broken Realm and broken boy together when everyone else swarmed like vultures just trying to pick at carcasses.

What motivated this man's loyalty for a boy whose mother mutilated him? Did he regret pushing for the death of an innocent child and this was his penance? Did this man who gave everything for his cause think that this boy was something that could still give all that sacrifice and tragedy meaning? Was the mercy and kindness he afforded an apology for the horrifying trauma that scarred this boy — did he feel responsible for his mother's downfall and the failure to save his uncle? Did his disfigurement and blindness allow him to let go of the man he once was and become someone capable of seeing the folly of pride and power?

Here is his obituary in Fire and Blood:

Ser Tyland Lannister had never been beloved. After the death of Queen Rhaenyra, he had urged Aegon II to put her son Aegon to death as well, and certain blacks hated him for that. Yet after the death of Aegon II, he had remained to serve Aegon III, and certain greens hated him for that. Coming second from his mother’s womb, a few heartbeats after his twin brother, Jason, had denied him the glory of lordship and the gold of Casterly Rock, leaving him to make his own place in the world. Ser Tyland never married nor fathered children, so there were few to mourn him when he was carried off. The veil he wore to conceal his disfigured face gave rise to the tale that the visage underneath was monstrous and evil. Some called him craven for keeping Westeros out of the Daughters’ War and doing so little to curb the Greyjoys in the west. By moving three-quarters of the Crown’s gold from King’s Landing whilst Aegon II’s master of coin, Tyland Lannister had sown the seeds of Queen Rhaenyra’s downfall, a stroke of cunning that would in the end cost him his eyes, ears, and health, and cost the queen her throne and her very life. Yet it must be said that he served Rhaenyra’s son well and faithfully as Hand.

Tyland wasn't extraordinarily badass, noble, or even skilled. He was an excellent politician but no way the best. But I think that's what makes him compelling to me — that he's this down-to-earth depiction of a POW, a war veteran by all accounts, trying to pick up the pieces and slowly glue what remains of the Realm and himself back into something vaguely human.

We tell so many stories about the glory, the tragedy, and the losses of war. But I think it's important and beautiful to tell stories of those bravely and optimistically choosing to keep living in the aftermath as well.

[pianokantzart]

Do you think Movie Mario has a “no kill” rule like other superheroes like Spider-Man and Batman? I don’t think any of Bowser’s troops were killed by Mario in the movie at any point and he didn’t kill Bowser despite everything he’s done.

I don't think he has a "no kill" rule.

He definitely aims to incapacitate rather than kill, but I think... like game Mario... his stance is "do everything you can to protect the people you love, and if the threat just so happens to not get back up... oh well."

That's not to say he doesn't hope for the best out of everyone or walk away when the fight's clearly been won, but if the stakes are high enough, and the person he's up against is bad enough, he's all in with no holds barred.

[moosethren]

Ash's Fallout AU, made by @pirate-cashoo! I absolutely love how she turned out, thank you so much!

A bad accident combining the Cloud and radiation in the Sierra Madre made sure to seal Ash's fate as a ghoul. She's not a sniper you want to get on the bad side of.

[delicioustarong]

Fanart for this ACHINGLY GUT WRENCHING FIC! 'my body is young (but my mind is very old)' by green_tea_and_honey!!

Chapter 20 made me ugly sob y'all, I m not kidding (My eyes were puffy for the whole day LMAO) I can't express in words how this fic touched my soul so I decided to make fanart. This illustration is based on this part of the fic 👇 (under the cut) It's not biblically accurate but I like it. (Spoilers ahead!)

“Okay,” he whispered to himself, clenching and unclenching his fists. “Okay. You’re okay. You’re okay.”

The wave of panic he expected never came, even as water sloshed in, soaking his waist and rising more rapidly than ever now that Bill had been swept away. He could smell it, as if he had never left; salt, sand, and a hint of oil from a nearby factory that he suspected had stained the beach with its constant dumping in the ocean.

“I’m okay,” Ford said, looking at his hands, and taking a long, slow breath. “I’m okay.”

You guys should go read the fic and give it lots of love. I guarantee you all it's worth it!

(also small note; I have a lot of fanart for fics otw, I'm just busy with college and deadlines so it might take a while lolz)

[balfeys]

requested by: @skatingthinandice: 7.02 + 7.08 "don't deserve a second chance" parallel

[arthursfuckinghat]

Jack Marston oh Jack Marston they could never make me hate you.

They could never make me hate you for being raised by outlaws and then trying your best not to become one.

They could never make me hate you for getting trapped in the cycle of generational violence.

They could never make me hate you for suffering the consequences of violence and loss.

They could never make me hate you for failing to break free from a troubled past.

They could never make me hate you.

[mswyrr]

I love the way Adora turns all the weapons into flowers and kisses her former (canonically mentally ill, abused and sometimes previously abusive*) enemy at the end of She-ra it's

✨️ fucking awesome ✨️

*all of that isn't a problem. All of that is what makes it fucking awesome

[messrmoonyy]

Molly O’shea | Shady Belle

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