#and i think if i shared that in the character tag I'd be torn to shreds DBFHFJDKL

[piplupod]

i want to share the drawings I've done recently but I think I might be skewered and laughed at if I share them

[pinchofhoney]

broken promises, part one

part one | part two | part three »

coriolanus snow x fem!reader

word count: 1.8k

warning: none

summary: In Snow's world, only one thing mattered more than his family's reputation—you. But that was before he met Lucy Gray.

a/n: coryo is the type of person i sincerely hate and i'm glad that there are no such arrogant people in my life, who think they are better than others and who in crisis situations only care about themselves and to save their own arse. but at the same time i'm aware that young snow could be someone i'd catch a crush on at school. so why shouldn't i hate him even more?

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The problem with snow is its tendency to melt, mirroring the way we once thought our feelings would endure forever. Yet, shouldn't emotions, particularly those nestled in our hearts, last longer?

You had known Coriolanus since childhood, and your families had always been close. You had grown up together, surviving the hardships of the war-torn Capitol side by side, and now, in the post-war era, you were still inseparable. There was an unspoken understanding between the two of you going above a simple friendship. Your connection ran deep, like the roots of the oldest trees in the Panem's forests.

Coriolanus was an intriguing character, a puzzle you had been solving together since you were children. He was the embodiment of Capitol charm, with his perfectly tailored suits, polished manners, and charismatic smile that could sway even the most skeptical of Capitol elites. But you knew that beneath that carefully constructed facade was a mind as sharp as a blade and a heart that carried the weight of his family's fallen reputation.

Yet, when he was with you, it was as if a different side of him emerged. The hard lines on his face softened, and his icy demeanor melted away. With you, he could be himself, unburdened by the expectations of Capitol society. It was a rare glimpse into the man behind the mask, and you cherished those moments even more than your favorite jasmine tea and the cat you found shortly after the war had ended.

You couldn't help but admire his intelligence, his quick wit, and his relentless determination to succeed in a world that often seemed stacked against him. His family's name might have been tarnished, but Coriolanus was determined to reclaim their lost glory. He was driven by a burning ambition that flickered like an eternal flame, and you were his unwavering support, the one who fanned that flame to keep it burning bright.

In your eyes, he was more than the sum of his flaws and ambitions. He was the boy you had shared secrets with under moonlit skies, the man who had held you when the world crumbled around you, and the person who knew you better than anyone else. With him, you felt safe, cherished, and loved in a way that no one else could replicate.

Your love for him was boundless, and you were content in the knowledge that you were his confidante, the one person he could be truly vulnerable with. Your relationship with Coriolanus was the envy of many in academy, a seemingly perfect match of two souls intertwined by fate and affection. You were the golden couple, a shining example of love and devotion in a world that often lacked both.

But you wished you had known sooner that it's often the things we love most that destroy us, as Coriolanus Snow's world was about to collide with that of a girl named Lucy Gray and you were not ready for it to happen.

As the day of the tribute's arrival approached, you had been by Coriolanus's side more than ever. The weeks leading up to this moment had been filled with your unwavering support. You had reassured him countless times, sitting together in your cozy bedroom, his head resting gently on your thighs while you combed your fingers through his soft blonde curls. It was a calming gesture, one that had become a comforting routine. You listened to his concerns, his fears, and his ambitions, and you were sure that everything would be fine, that he would be just perfect as a mentor, and that his scholarship and dreams of continuing his studies at the university were within reach.

Your words were like a soothing melody to him, a reminder that he wasn't alone in this daunting new role. He would look into your eyes with his cold ones, filled with gratitude, and you could see the weight lifting from his shoulders, if only temporarily. And in those moments, you felt like his anchor, the one who kept him grounded amid the chaos of his own thoughts.

Now, you both stood at the nearly deserted train station, the oppressive heat of the day hanging heavily in the air. The scorching sun beat down relentlessly, casting shimmering waves of heat across the empty platform. It seemed that most of the Capitol's citizens had chosen to stay indoors, seeking refuge from the sweltering weather.

The only other souls present were a handful of stoic peacekeepers, their pristine white uniforms stark against the dull backdrop of the station. The silence was broken only by the distant hum of the city beyond, a reminder of the bustling Capitol life that lay just outside the station's borders.

Coriolanus tightly held a single white rose plucked from his grandmother's garden, a symbol of his intent to make a lasting impression on his tribute. It was a stark contrast to the vibrant colors of your academy uniforms. The simplicity of the white rose spoke of his sincerity and dedication to this new role as mentor.

With no clear timetable for the tribute train's arrival, the two of you stood patiently, pretending that the day's weather didn't bother you, the weight of uncertainty hanging over you like a heavy cloud. Coriolanus shifted his gaze between the tracks and the single white bloom in his hand.

You observed him closely, and when his gaze finally met yours, you offered a reassuring smile. “Remember, Coryo,” you murmured, “no matter what, you'll be the mentor she needs; your sincerity and kindness will shine through.”

“I hope you're right, Y/N,” he replied softly, his voice filled with a hint of doubt. “I need her to survive on the arena as long as she can,” he added, as if the idea of a group of vulnerable youths engaging in brutal competition in just a few days were the most ordinary occurrence in the world.

But that was precisely what it represented for the Capitol residents – the Hunger Games, an annual spectacle of entertainment.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly under the unrelenting sun, and the station remained eerily devoid of any signs of life. It felt as though hours had passed, but in truth, you couldn't be sure. Beads of perspiration formed on your brows, and you could feel the heat radiating from the platform's surface.

You and Coriolanus were on the verge of giving up and returning to the cool embrace of your penthouses when, at long last, the distant rumble of an oncoming train reached your ears. The sound grew steadily louder, and you looked at each other, exchanging tired glances.

Coriolanus's grip on the white rose tightened as he turned his gaze towards the approaching train. As he rose from the bench where you had sat, his anticipation peaked. You stood beside him, wanting to be his support, but you had no idea that your role was about to change very soon.

The train pulled into the station with a hiss of steam and the screech of brakes, billowing clouds of moisture and smoke into the scorching air. The two of you watched the machine in silent, your heart pounding in your chest. This was the moment when you would come face to face with people from the Districts, individuals whose lives were so far removed from the opulence and extravagance of your own. It was a rare and humbling experience, one that left you with a slight quiver in your step as you clung to Coriolanus, seeking solace in his reassuring presence.

For what felt like an eternity, nothing happened. The train's doors remained sealed shut, as if holding its cargo of tributes in a reluctant embrace. The only thing that reached you was an unpleasant stench wafting from the carriages, a stark reminder of the grim reality that these young souls were about to face.

Finally the impatient peacekeepers took matters into their own hands. They descended upon the train, their authoritative presence enough to scare the tributes out of their temporary sanctuary. One by one, they were herded onto the platform, their expressions ranging from fear to defiance.

And then, your eyes locked onto a figure unlike the others. A girl stood there, her presence a stark contrast to the muted palettes of others tributes. She wore a rainbow-colored dress that shimmered with vibrancy, a flare of color and individuality amidst the sea of old attire. You recognized her immediately from the television screens, a girl whose name had already become a part of your daily life even before this encounter.

Lucy Gray Baird.

The very name whispered in the hushed tones of Capitol citizens as they watched her on the screens, intrigued and fascinated by her enigmatic presence from the Reaping. Her gaze swept across the platform, and for a brief moment, your eyes locked onto each other's.

You couldn't help but break into a warm, welcoming smile. With a cheerful wave of your hand, you signaled to her that both you and Coriolanus were eagerly awaiting her arrival, hoping to ease the initial tension of this life-altering moment.

Lucy Gray's response was a hesitant yet appreciative smile in return. Her steps were slow and cautious as she walked slowly toward you, a palpable sense of curiosity radiated from her, her eyes flitting between the unfamiliar faces that lined the platform.

Your gaze briefly shifted to Coriolanus, a subtle expectation in your heart that his eyes would mirror the warmth you felt. But when you looked at him, you noticed something different. It was as if his eyes were magnetically drawn to Lucy Gray, locked onto her with a nearly unwavering intensity that bordered on fixation. Those eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, now held an expression you had never quite seen before. It was as though he had stumbled upon a priceless museum exhibit, left captivated, awestruck, and undeniably intrigued.

A soft, knowing smile played at the corners of your lips, silently acknowledging his reaction to the girl before you. You gently squeezed his hand, a gesture of affection and solidarity. You understood that this moment bore immense significance for him, that he was on the corner of a journey filled with unforeseen challenges. Lucy Gray was the keynote of this new chapter in his life, and you couldn't help but admire her from a distance, captivated by her unique presence and the aura that surrounded her.

Before you could utter a word, Coriolanus took a determined step forward, his eyes still locked on the girl. He extended his hand, offering her the pristine white rose he had clutched throughout the wait and with a subtle nod, he greeted her in a tone that resonated with formality and welcome.

“Welcome to the Capitol.”

part two »

[sp00kycrumpet]

Find A Way. (3/4)

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Rating: E

Tags: season 1, soft!Joel, reader was besties with Maria, idiots in love refusing to admit it, pre-established relationship

Warnings: swearing; character death; spoilers (if you haven't watched the series/played the game)

(Part One) (Part Two)

Will also be posted on my AO3

You couldn't believe it. In your search to find Joel, you'd somehow found his brother instead. All through dinner and your evening with them both, you tried to work out how to bring it up. Maria leant you some clothes to change into, and you were grateful to finally be clean and warm. You padded back downstairs, fingers playing with Joel's necklace as you got lost in your thoughts. Tommy was in the kitchen, tidying up after dinner.

"Hey, didja want somethin' to drink? I think we still have some wine around here." You nodded a little with a smile, thanking him. Tommy poured you a glass of wine, talking about how people were making their own alcohol within Jackson now. He turned to hand over the glass, his eyes falling to the necklace sat around your neck.

"Where'd you get that necklace?" He asked quietly, something in his eyes as you glanced at it.

"Oh this? I was given it." You replied, Tommy frowning a little. You knew Joel never took it off, if this was the Tommy Miller who was your Joel's brother then he'd surely recognise it.

"Who gave it you?" He asked, folding his arms loosely over his chest. The same defensive stance Joel took, there was no doubt who this man was before you. You licked your lips, watching Tommy as Maria came in.

"Woah, serious conversation?" She asked, sensing Tommy's apprehension. Tommy glanced over at her, his posture softening slightly at being around his wife.

"I was just askin' where she got that necklace from." Maria turned to look at it, tilting her head slightly.

"That is an unusual looking pendant." She commented, pouring herself a glass of orange juice. Tommy hummed in agreement. You took a sip of your wine, toying with the glass between your fingers.

"The guy I was looking for gave it to me before he left Boston." Tommy inhaled at that, his eyes not leaving your face. You could tell he was torn between believing you or assuming the worst and Joel was dead, his body looted. His jaw clenched a little as he tried to formulate an answer.

"Oh that's romantic. And you told me you don't know what is between you!" Maria laughed a little, looking at Tommy in confusion when he didn't say anything else. "Tommy? What's wrong?"

"That's Joel's necklace." He muttered, Maria blinking in confusion before looking at you. "If you look on the back of it, there's two deep scratches where he damaged it at work one day, caught it moving some wooden beams and damn near broke his neck." Lifting the pendant slightly, you turned it over and saw that Tommy was right. There was indeed two deep scratches on the back. You looked up at Tommy.

"Why are you here and with my brother's necklace around your neck?" His tone seemed cold, you shifted on your feet uncomfortable. Maria scolded him for being so stand off-ish before glancing at you. You took a breath, placing your wine glass down.

"Because Joel left me in Boston to go on a mission to get a battery for a truck. He couldn't get hold of you and he was losing his mind. He gave me this and promised he'd be back for it but he never showed. So I left to try and find him." Maria's eyes went wide, her gaze moving between you and Tommy.

"Joel Miller is the guy you've been seeing?" You nodded a little.

"I know it seems hard to believe but I'm telling the truth. I didn't intend on coming here, but when I realised I couldn't find Joel. I figured I'd just keep moving… and I ended up here. Almost poetic I set out looking for him and instead find his brother that he was looking for." You twisted your fingers together, Tommy nodding a little before apparently deciding to believe you. The two of them shared a look before Maria faced you, reaching to squeeze your hand gently.

"Well that'll make finding him again easier." She gave a little smile and you couldn't help but worry they were keeping something from you. The topic was dropped for now, instead talking about the cottage Maria was letting you have and her asking if Tommy would mind helping you if anything needed fixing up. He agreed and seemed less irritated now, a smile working over his face.

The next morning, you found Tommy in the kitchen making breakfast.

"Hey, look I'm sorry for bein' a bit of an ass last night. I assumed the worst when I saw that necklace and shouldn't have." You shook your head, watching him.

"Honestly I was wondering if you were the Tommy that Joel spoke of so often and was so desperately trying to find. And how to bring that up. Such a small world that I set out to find Joel and instead found you married to my best friend." Tommy laughed slightly, plating up some bacon and eggs for you.

"Weird, huh?" You nodded, thanking him for the food and sitting down to eat. "Although not as weird as thinkin' my big brother actually let someone close enough to him that he'd hand over that necklace. Joel hasn't dated since Sarah's mother left. The outbreak made him cold. Although for a while I thought he and Tess had a thing. Guess not. But… I'm glad he has someone." You gave a little smile.

"Had. I can't find him, remember?" Tommy paused, making a little noncommittal noise in the back of his throat.

"Joel has a habit of turnin' up when you least expect it. I'm sure you'll find him."

After eating, Maria handed you a bag of clothing and the keys to your new home. It was small, two bedrooms and needed cleaning but it was quite homely. The living room had a fireplace and a small kitchen dining room. You loved it instantly. Tommy helped fix the window shutters and got some cleaning supplies, Maria joined you later in the day with a small box of groceries that would keep you going for a bit while you got settled. You agreed to help where you could around Jackson, Tommy was impressed with your shooting ability after he took you to the range to practise and you blew away half of his troops without even trying. He talked Maria into letting you be part of the daily patrols under the agreement it wouldn't be every day and you could help her with keeping the town running. You seemed to settle in easily, splitting your time between learning patrol routes and your team, and spending time with Maria to learn the ins and outs of Jackson. You were still holding out hope you'd find Joel, catch a glimpse of him while out patrolling and hunting. Maria found you a radio to use and you would scan stations in case his voice came through. As the months went by, you started to lose hope and just focussed on your new life in Jackson. It felt wonderful to be able to spend time with Maria like you used to do before everything happened. Winter passed and Spring crept in, flowers were peeking out through the grounds, birds would chirp and everyone seemed to be happier as the days got warmer. You made a couple of friends, spent most of your time working or helping people out. It felt nice to be needed and to be doing work that wasn't trading expired drugs for a morsel of food.

By February, Maria was ready to give birth, joking she couldn't have a February baby and risk them being born on a leap year. She asked you to be there when it happened, as well as Tommy. You agreed and helped get a bag together for when she needed to go. Excitement for new life took over your days, constantly hanging around Maria's in case it happened. You were woken up in the early hours one morning by Tommy hammering on your door. Maria had gone into labour suddenly, Tommy panicking and grabbing you to watch her while he fetched the doctor. You ran over there, greeting your friend with warm towels and blankets ready. She looked like she was struggling and already tired, you set everything around her including water bottles and anything else you thought she might need. She cried out in pain as the contractions got closer together and more intense. You held onto her hand, trying to help talk her through it and repeat that Tommy was on his way back now. But the baby had other ideas and wanted to be out as soon as possible. You sat between your friends legs, encouraging her and praising her as you saw the baby emerging. You grabbed blankets and a soft towel for once the baby was out. You'd never done anything like this before but figured Maria knew what she was doing. You helped ease the baby out the last few inches, careful cleaning his tiny face before wrapping him up just as Tommy burst through the door. You smiled up at him as Maria gave a tired sigh of his name. You handed the baby to Maria and moved away for the doctor to step in and help. You glanced down at yourself and realised you were a little bloody. But Maria and the baby were both doing fine, Tommy cut the cord before finally having a cuddle with his son. You excused yourself to go downstairs and wash your hands. You couldn't believe you'd just done that, of all the things the apocalypse had forced you to do - midwifery wasn't on the list of things you'd expect. You stood by the back door, taking in some fresh air as you dried your hands. You never heard Tommy approach until he placed a hand on your shoulder.

"You doin' okay?" He asked softly, you smiled up at him and nodded.

"Yeah. Can tick deliver a baby off my Apocalypse Bingo card now." You chuckled, draping the towel over your shoulder once your hands were dry.

"Thank you. I don't know what we'd have done without you." You smiled, patting Tommy's arm gently.

"It's what friends do Tommy. We help each other." Tommy nodded, you let out a breath as you looked out at the garden. Tommy watching you before he pushed a hand through his long hair.

"Look. There's somethin' I need to tell you. At first I didn't because I didn't wanna give you false hope." You looked up at him, your breath catching in your throat.

"What is it Tommy?" Tommy steeled himself, ready for an outburst if you got angry.

"Joel was here." You stared at him.

"What?" Tommy nodded, shifting his weight on his feet before fixing his gaze on you again.

"About a month or so before you showed up. He turned up outta the blue with this kid by his side, said she was some Firefly bosses daughter and he had to take her home. I was sceptical… we had a fight because he didn't act as supportive as I'd hoped when I told him about Maria bein' pregnant. Selfishly I assumed he'd be happy but I guess you never know with Joel." Tommy leaned against the doorframe beside him. "I found him hidin' in a store tryin' to repair his worn out boots with tape. I gave him some new ones and he admitted the truth to me. That she was special, that he was afraid to take her himself because he's been havin' these anxiety attacks and he's slower. Dude's only 56 but actin' like he's 96. He told me someone was waitin' for him at home, but he wasn't sure he'd make the journey back to them again." Tommy glanced at you, you inhaled sharply as you watched him. Tommy nodded a little. "Imagine my surprise when you arrive with Joel's necklace and a similar story to the one he told me." You could feel your hands tremble at the revelation. Joel had been here. So close and yet still so far. That had been so long ago though, you didn't dare think about how long. There was a look exchanged between Tommy and you that you both understood as assuming the worst case scenario.

"Thank you Tommy." You said softly, Tommy nodded.

"I just thought you outta know. I don't know if he will come back but if he doesn't… know he left here with you in his heart still." You smiled slightly, that did make you feel a little better. You heard the baby cry from upstairs and glanced at Tommy.

"Go on dad. I'll see myself out, I got first patrol in two hours so I should probably go shower." Tommy embraced you tightly, thanked you again for your help before dashing off upstairs to Maria and his son. You smiled to yourself before turning to let yourself out of the house, it was an emotional evening and you wanted to just crawl into bed and sulk in self pity for a little while. You stood in the shower, trying to wonder where Joel could possibly have gone and if he'd come home. Or if Tommy had finally told you so you'd stop spending your life waiting for Joel, just in case. You went out on your morning patrol, ending up being sent home early when you almost got swiped off your horse by a low branch. You explained about Maria's baby and your team were less pissed off, but still irritated they were a body short. You slept the whole day once you'd gotten back, a mixture of exhaustion and your brain just shutting down as you tried to accept that you were never going to see Joel again. Maybe you'd finally accept the pestering from a fellow patroller to go out to dinner as a distraction. You burrowed yourself into your blankets, cursing yourself for not telling Joel how you really felt that day he left. You let yourself spend the day relaxing and just sulking, allowing yourself to just be in your feelings for the first time since Joel left.

(Part Four)

[tigerlyla-of-metinna]

I want to tag you for Give me a character game: Eskel, Olgierd von Everec, Radovid, Cerys an Craite

Yay! Another one. Thankfully I'm playing TW3 again and have gotten re-acquainted with the characters while on a quest to become the imperial paparazzi to Emhyr. My replies will be longs, so check em out underneath the cut

How I feel about this character:

Eskel

I never find this guy hideous. In fact he is probably more popular that Geralt when it comes to TW3 game fandom. He's charming all around and cuddly!

Olgierd von Everec

I am torn between helping this poor sod or handing his smoldering skull to O'Dimm. Mr. Olgierd "David Beckham" von Everec is hands down the most well designed Redanian I've set my eyes on. He is desperation personified and how that drove him into signing his soul to the devil.

Radovid

...Mad Rad is a result of mistreatment. As much as I want to sympathize with the Redanian king, I'd rather relieve the North of him. He is so black and white in the game that I can't see the shades of gray.

Cerys an Craite

Cerys is an anomaly. She is that rare gem glittering under a pile of pebbles. Wise, patient, but feisty. The thinking Skelliger and it's just right to place her on the throne of the Isle than her impulsive brother.

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Eskel

The guy has no interest in relationships imho (that means Im not sold on the Trisskel ship), but I've been meaning to launch a rarepair with the scarred wolf with an equally scarred lass: Cerys. Story is still rolling in my head but I dub the ship Cerskel!

Olgierd von Everec

The OG pairing Iris x Olgierd. The canon pair for me. But since that ship has sailed, Olgierd is the lone surviving von Everec, maybe Im up for a Shani x Olgierd. Im also down for Ciri x Olgierd since I saw a fanart of it and it piqued my interest.

Radovid

Honesty I wouldn't bother shipping him. But if I must, then his one and only Adda the White and no one else.

Cerys an Craite

As I mentioned above, I'll be launching the Cerskel (Cerys/Eskel) ship someday. Other than that, I ship her with Ciri as two powerful monarchs that finally, or at least, smoothen the animosity between their realms. Make love not war and all that. Apart from that, I paired her with Folan, if he didnt die in the Battle of Kaer Morhen.

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

Eskel

Wolf Brother Lambert. Eskel is the only guy who has the patience to put up with his prickliness. They share stories and frustrations over mugs of The Gauntlet or vodka.

Olgierd von Everec

As I am also open to a Shani x Olgierd, I am also shipping them in a non-romantic concept. Shani cheers a newly mortal Olgierd of the fun she had with Vlodmir and help him professionally with moving on. Kinda farfetch since Shani is a medic, not a therapist. But she is a kind and caring individual regardless of their colors.

Radovid

Radovid and Roche. If Radovid wins the war, Roche takes the role of mentor for his future queen Anais and an ambassador of her kingdom to Radovids' Redania. Roche will have to get used to trading his blue stripes with red.

Cerys an Craite

Yennefer and Cerys. The queen of the Isle sees Yennefer as one powerful woman who knows how to wrap a man, any man, around her little finger. heck, Yennefer even had a romantic history with Crach, so Yennefer acts as a good council when dealing with these menfolk who might see Cerys as a wet behind the ears wench. And having Yennefer in an advisorial capacity can be the bridge between Cerys kingdom and Ciri's empire.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

Eskel

He is clearly an expert in his own right, maybe even more than Geralt. Calling himself just a simple witcher is a disservice to his craft, and a wasted potential.

Olgierd von Everec

Now that I think about it, he should be handed over to O'Dimm for squandering his gifts and not treating Iris right.

Radovid

For a genius, he sure is dumb for not figuring out that Sigi Reuven is a name put together from his old enemy Sigismund Djikstra and Djikstra's loyal secretary(?) servant Ori Reuven.

Cerys an Craite

Instead of sending Svanringe to exile or death (as is the tradition of Skellige), she should've pardoned him because he played no part in Birna's schemes, even denounced her own mother: that shows character. As the heir of Bran Tuirsseach, Svanringe could be useful as an advisor or ally.

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in cannon:

Eskel

Decides to stay in Kaer Morhen after the end of the game.

Olgierd von Everec

Visits Vlodmir's grave for the last time and we get to see this before he sets out for parts unknown.

Radovid

All his men becomes aware that their king is dead so I don't have to pass by any of them proclaiming "Long Live Radovid".

Cerys an Craite

Diplomatic talks with Emhyr, or with Ciri in the empress ending.

Whew! Thanks for the tag @gauntermetaverse

[softpran]

bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

tagged by @mahuhumaling

i've never really posted on bbs tumblr so uhhhhh. hi

name and whatever you want to share about yourself

i'm tonje, 29, any ol pronouns will do, nanonschin on the sinking ship, senorflamingos on ao3

i like nanon a normal amount

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom?

i started the show on february 1, 2022 and by the end of the month i'd seen it five times back to back and i have since never closed the tab where the show is open because i am always in some state of rewatching

i spent a lot of time silently reblogging things on here because i hadn't been active in fandom in years and finally decided to join the fandom on twitter in january 2023, and i guess i'll be more active on here now that twitter is going down the drain

favorite ship(s)

patpran, patpran and more patpran i have tunnel vision to this day

favorite character(s)

i love pran more than anything on this earth

favorite episode(s)

7 no doubt, the bet era tickles every single corner of my brain and i could fill in the blanks of what they did or didn't do during that time indefinitely

5 for obvious reasons

2 for the shenanigans, the entire start of the show has a very special place in my heart but mmm the unknowingly across the hall trope, mmm "mr dumpling", mmm pat's hand on pran's stomach in the elevator

favorite scene(s)

i adore the library scene from episode 7, i love the way pran gets in pat's space, i love the way pat gets weak at the knees, i feel like it perfectly sums up everything i love about their dynamic

the morning after in episode 11, i am a sucker for everything soft and that is damn near the softest thing i've laid my eyes on. also big spoon pran

the fight in episode 5, and everything that follows, but the fight scene is so effective in dragging all the ridiculousness of the show right down to earth in such a visceral way and it works beautifully

the final scene of the show. nothing has ever made me as happy as watching them shoving each other around in a dumbass kissing competition it's the PERFECT ENDING FOR THEM

one thing you would change about the show if you could

the whole gun plot as an ineffective means to redeem wai, say sorry out loud u coward

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people?

these are all fic and i have a dreadful memory so i am certainly forgetting a lot but:

both parts of Are You Ready? by @galauvant. lauren just gets it

anything by @dimplesandfierceeyes

pudgy pran by @bbshyperfixation. julia if u ever see this i'm obsessed with u and i should reread both of these

a sheer repose of mind by prettyvisit0r made me cry most recently

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made?

my dearest darling it has always been you written for my dearest darling ciel

a song that makes you think of bbs (the ones in the show don’t count lol)

LOVE ME MORE BY MITSKI. the amount of times i've watched gifs of the rooftop scene and felt like my soul was being torn to shreds by this song ohhh boy

idk anything else you want us to know?

i'm scared to talk to people but i promise i'm nice <3

[arcplaysgames]

didn’t you keep saying you didn’t even like p4g when playing? how is p5r worse? genuine question. is it the pacing/characters/story?

cw: P5R negativity, fans might wanna skip this

I think you missed my final round-ups on P4G because outside very specific criticisms (Izanami being bad writing, the P4MC being an anchor around the throat of the game, and JESUS FUCK THE MUSIC WAS SO BAD) I was overall pretty positive on P4G. It has ups and downs, but the ups far outweigh the downs. I think if you check this blog with /tagged/p4 you'll find my two big Final Thoughts posts. I honestly think P4G gets a bad wrap. I'd give it a final score of, like, 7 out of 10.

It's just not Persona 3 Portable Girl Route, which I still maintain is the best scenario writing and some of the best character writing of the series, and I think the structure is much more solid. Also the music is the best I've heard yet.

P5R, I am currently doing the Kaneshiro Arc and I have recruited Makoto. My issue with P5R is probably three-fold.

One: I think that the cast is dramatically weaker than P4 and P3. Like, I'm kind of shocked at how weak the cast is. So far I like Morgana the most, but I think it was my friend Bane who pointed out that Morgana tends to be a very divisive character because he's such a strong character compared to everyone else. Me, I need this. I desperately need this because I think Ryuji and Ann feel incredibly weak, and while I am thrilled to have Yusuke, he's.... like mid-tier. For P5 he's godtier but he's mid-tier for P4 or P3.

I was talking to a friend and basically said that this game fails the Homestuck Rule of Writing, honestly. Like, when you are writing really distinct characters, one of the best shortcuts is to just.... make them passionate in uncool ways. Give them weird hobbies your audience probably will not share, but let the level of passion they have make them feel stronger.

Like, Chie is obsessed with kung fu, Akihiko and Shinjiro have a running fight about protein vs vegetables that's really funny, and Kanji just keeps a sewing kit on him and will fix people's hems on the street. Remember when Junpei met a gothic lolita girl by the train station who was making art in her own blood and was like "haha awesome you seem cool! Wanna hang out?"

God, I miss Junpei every day.

So far, honestly? No one in P5R passes the Homestuck Test. I keep complaining I need some weirdos and that's what I mean. I am kind of just "ugh" on this idea of "oh so and so gets better" but like. No one in P3 and P4 needed to "get better" (okay except Yukari but her arc fucking rocked).

Two: The technical quality of the writing of this game is so much worse than P3 and P4 imo. It's something i have a hard time explaining and I'm to a point I have just given up on even cataloging it because it feels like I'm complaining about something small, but it's a small thing that keeps happening over and over and over and over, until it's just this overall severe lack of polish to the entire game. Which, when I am dealing with a game that feels as overproduced and maximalist as P5R, having the actual script be this rough in a way that was easily fixable with another pass is just a rock in my shoe.

Three: I am severely fucking torn on the entire concept of Joker. In a way, Joker feels like a direct answer to my biggest criticism of P4G, that the MC was such a non-character, a complete void with nothing to balance the story on, a problem so severe that by midway through, P4G was about Yosuke instead of P4MC. And that sucks. Having a MC with no impetus, only reaction, just didn't suit the structure of P4G.

Now, we have Joker, who frankly is a great character who addresses those complaints perfectly. He has an easily detectable personality, he has more frequent and more interesting dialogue choices, he has quirks and oddities, and he has a compelling backstory that lends itself to the core themes and mysteries of the game.

Except: the Gay Options have been removed.

I was able to play P4G as a homogay from start to finish, which frankly softened some of my anger about the entire experience. Not to be flippant, but Reverie The Fourth's only traits were "calm dude" and "fuckin GAY".

After how queer P4G was, the complete absence of that in P5R is.... isolating and disappointing. It's something I am pushing through but the game's repeated calls for rebellion and pushing against what people think of you feels trite with how relentlessly cishet it all is.

At the end of the day, at the moment, I consider P5R easily the weakest of the Big Three. Maybe my opinion will change! But at the moment it's really not getting better.

I was talking to a friend and I think that the Perfect Persona Game would be

fully gender neutral protagonist, just don't refer to their gender at all, don't gate anything around gender, just don't

the setting of P5R

the cast of P4 or P3

Frankly if you gave me the same game, Persona 5 Royal, but inserted SEES or the Investigation Team, you would have the fucking greatest modern Persona game.

[svsssartreblogs]

sorry, but i have to agree with the prev anon who mentioned that tagging art of a character who has prosthetics as body horror is ableist. i already knew about the au from the op and when i saw that tag on your post my feelings were hurt. even though the character lost their limbs in a violent way i don't think that necessitates tagging their body afterwards as body horror when the body horror itself is not being depicted. i really respect what you do to help share fanart but your overly aggressive response to that person feels off the cuff this time. you don't have to publish this btw, you can do whatever you want on your blog as our opinions don't control you et cetera but i wish you'd take a step back and re-examine your initial defensive response and maybe consider changing your mind some day

Prosthetics aren't body horror and aren't why I used the tag. I tagged body horror because Shen Jiu's arms were violently ripped off and that was explicitly mentioned in the text of that post. If someone posted art of someone with prosthetics with a sword through their chest, I'd tag that body horror too, cause I always tag artwork with "weapons actively inserted in someone's body" as body horror, just as I've always tagged "canon Shen Jiu dismemberment" as body horror, in a standard I've used for three years running this blog so that people can avoid content referencing dismemberment, a pretty major trigger.

I can, and do, apologize that my decision hurt feelings.

But I will not remove a tag for body horror from a post that shows a character emaciated from starvation and explicitly says their limbs were torn off. That's. That's body horror.

You want to know what I did that was ableist? I wrote that whole other post, and after I hit "post" I read it again and I'd said something like "when Shen Jiu got his body back but scars show where the damage was..." and I was like wow. Fuck, me. That's some bullshit way to phrase that, losing his limbs doesn't mean he lost his body. So I immediately edited the post. Because ew. I hate that I wrote that, that I thought that, before I checked myself. I can be ableist, as can anyone, and I can admit that I've said and done ableist things, and correct myself when I'm wrong, and I do and will continue to do my best.

But I can't do anything about people interpreting my behavior, actions, and explanations in bad faith. There was body horror in that picture with the depiction of starvation and in the post text where Shen Jiu having his limbs ripped off was mentioned. There's not in this gorgeous art of the same au, and so I didn't use the tag. Nor did I tag this other lovely art of prosthetics on Shen Jiu by a different artist as body horror, because it didn't directly reference the act that led to the loss of limbs. Because, as I said, prosthetics aren't body horror and aren't why I used the tag.

I really can't help what assumptions others make about me, and I especially can't help you persisting in that assumption in the face of my explanation. The moment you and the other anon came at me with "you did this because..." instead of "why did you do this...?" I was put in an impossible situation. I can't dispell your views of me without sounding defensive, even tho you've both ascribed motives/explanations to my behavior that are demonstratively false.

Yeah. Idk really know what else I can say. Alluding to having someone's limbs ripped off is body horror.

[fellincantation]

OOC; TOA Anniversary Munday

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

tagging: the dashboard!

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Name: Audrey

Pronouns: he/she

Birthday (no year): October 30th!

Where are you from? What is your time zone? Teehee... I'm an EST time zone!

Roleplay experience: Mmm around 10 years or so of experience I think?

Got any pets? I do! A dog and a cat.

Favorite time of year: Winter.

Some interests and things you like: I really like horses and insects! I'm also a huge fan of general botany.

Some fun facts & trivia about you: I'm not sure what to share here, hehe.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? I looove love love difficult games like Drakengard, Fear and Hunger, and the Soulsborne series. They're really enjoyable to dissect mechanic-wise.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Ghost type! Haunter is my favorite.

How did you get into Fire Emblem? My girlfriend is a huge Awakening genius and I got interested because of him. I ended up buying a physical copy of Awakening as a result.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? Awakening, Fates, Engage, 3H.

First Fire Emblem game: Awakening

Favorite Fire Emblem game: Awakening.

Any Fire Emblem crushes? Chrom, Gaius, Charlotte, Tharja, Camilla. All of them are girls to ME.

If you’ve played the following games, who was your first S support? - Awakening: Chrom - Fates: Charlotte - Three Houses: Jeritza - Engage: Diamant

Favorite Fire Emblem class: Manakete. :)

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class? Idk I need to be a manakete but I know I'd be like. Donnel-esque. Villager class.

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Golden Deer

If you were an Engage character, which Emblem would you Engage with? Soren :)

How did you find TOA? I found TOA while browsing Fire Emblem roleplay tags!

Current TOA muses: Grima/F!Robin, Syalla

Who was your first TOA muse? If you don’t have them anymore, could you see yourself picking them up again? Tharja! Haha, maybe one day. But I'm perfectly content watching others write her now.

Have you had any other TOA muses? Ignatius, Soleil, and Tharja.

Do you think you have a type of character you gravitate towards? Oh absolutely. I think it's fully obvious the kinds of characters I love. Characters with deep issues that are generally misunderstood or hated by fans for various reasons. I love figuring out what they've got going on and doing them justice.

What do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I like writing villains! Weird off-putting characters that are volatile.

Favorite TOA-related memory: Huge fan of the time during KKE we suggested tying a rope to Ephidel and throwing them down into the abyss below with a lantern. Which I'm super glad we didn't because there were dangerous monsters down there and poor Ephidel would've gotten torn apart.

Got any delusions that didn’t see the light of day in TOA that you’d like to share? Nagi...

[crystalflygeo]

i was thinking about you (and ovipos!morax...again) earlier, and i just want you to know that your writing inspires me to throw caution to the wind.

like, i used to hesitate and ask myself how will this be received? will ppl get mad or offended if i write my wildest fantasies? will i alienate certain readers if i go too far?

but i've realized while writing this zhongli scent thing that you've given me the courage to just let it all hang out. to write what i'm passionate about and put it out there. it takes courage (or is it madness?) to throw your creation to the wolves in hopes that it won't be torn apart. i've also taken a few pages from your book, as it were, and fkd,dmdjdkddk CRYS? my depravity has graduated to a whole new level and it is exhilarating.

so...just...thank you. for being a fearless writer and an amazing human! i give you kitheth mwahmwah! 🧡

hahaha omg I really did give you brainrot huh welcome to my world//HIT

I mean I would say it depends on what you want to do, what you hope to achieve or what direction you wanna go with your blog, most people write sfw with a dash of nsfw around or half and half. I specifically just do nsfw and hyperfixate on zhongli only (hehe) but that's bc idk I never expected to have "an audience" even less actually find friends!

I genuinely just expected to like leave my weird ass posts and stories here floating in tumblr and get no notes just oh I'm anon I can do whatever I want just go wild go feral LOL and if ppl like it cool, if ppl don't like it cool too, not my problem.

I never though I'd found this lovely precious community and I LOVE it!! <3 I love everyone here.

And tbh finding friends here is both an incentive but also quite honestly it makes me a little scared/self conscious bc yeah like you say what if these ppl I now care about get upset or something. I actually made a small rant exactly about this some months ago (not me bringing attention to my own cringy rant acfsxgsavbhjabj)

point is, I TOTALLY get your. for reals. 100% but I've learned people here are so welcoming and nice and accepting and we all just have fun being chaotic and horny and loving our characters and our writing in the craziest ways!!

And like you say it's just idk it's fun!! All liberating and exhilarating LOL I just ask minors not to follow me/interact why is that so hard sckbjasnclxa

and like

idk

you'd be surprised....

ppl really do enjoy the craziest things we write like I made two versions of the same story more or less and to my absolute SHOCK the one tagged with rape/non-con has DOUBLE the amount of notes as the angsty/bittersweet one. HMMM??? Dark content enjoyers be thriving I guess???

also not your piss post getting almost 100 notes LMAOOOOOOOOO

I've seen enough weird shit to be desensitized at this point (I mean even before coming here, genshin shippers community in general be SOMETHING ALRIGHT and Zl just attracts all the kinks HAHAHAHA)

Anyway GODS this got so long I'm sorry but I just wanna say I fully 110% support you and I'm suuuuper happy we're friends sharing the same one braincell that's horny for zl 24/7 it's so much fun!! Do what makes you happy, don't feel pressured, and I know you have a genuine passion for writing so yeah follow your heart go wild!!

Love ya!! <3<3<3

[the-black-bulls]

Hi there, friend! 😊 I hope you're doing well! You always find the most fun and interesting games! I'm really curious about your opinions so I hope it's okay if I send in a couple of characters for your character ask game. Please don't feel like you have to answer all of these if it's too much, but could you please answer: 2, 10, and 24 for Vanessa, 21, 25 and 26 for Finral, and 5, 16, and 22 for Charmy! Thank you so much!!💕

Send a character and a number/several numbers, and i'll answer:

yo! I'm doing amazing, thank you for the nice words! vanessa, finral and charmy are one of my favorite trios and I'd love to talk more about them! I'll save finral for another ask and tag you, if you don't mind, since he's been requested to me twice 👍

Vanessa:

2. When I think I truly started to like them (or dislike them, if you've sent me a character I don't like)

the second I learned she was a full-blown witch I became a fan of her instantly because who doesn't love witches? however like many other black bulls I only started to love her in the underwater arc specifically when she stepped up to help asta and noelle against vetto, back then I told myself: "she's definitly the vice captain!!"

10. Describe the character in one sentence

red thread of love personified into a family-loving drunkard!

24. What do you think is a secret they have that they never told anyone?

no-no-no, no secrets at all, vanessa is an open book and doesn't shy away from sharing her secrets to the squad, be it the silly ones or the serious ones or the depressing ones... okay, so maybe that's a result of her excessive drinking, but keeping secrets in general makes her feel like choking and all nervous, and vanessa enoteca has enough claustrophobia in her bones to deal with as it is.

however she doesn't just share her secrets to anybody, she tends to be more talkative and honest with few members depending on how serious the secret in question is.

Charmy:

5. My favorite ship of them:

I'm very torn between charmy/yuno and charmy/rill, I love both ships for different reasons and I'd rather roll all three of them into one poly-ship than pick one over the other (also charmy/harem rules!)

16. A childhood headcanon

I'm a firm believer in the feral child charmy theory and I want you all to consider the headcanon of yami braiding her hair into what will be her iconic hairstyle :D (everyone shuts up and look at this!)

22. When do you think they were at their lowest?

I wouldn't say it's her lowest, but learning that she's a half dwarf with a monster wolf living inside her grimoire all of sudden has thrown her into a fit of existence crisis... and because charmy overracts to many, many things, the squad didn't take her seriously, all except for asta who helped her to get over this phase because he's also a far cry from your normal human being and has a freaking devil inside his grimoire.

[tazzy-ace]

Twenty questions for fic writers

Tagged by @dual-domination Thanks!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

13. Not a lot by many folks standards but it still surprises me when I realize it's that many. In my brain I feel likes it's only been a handful of fics

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

74,551

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly DMBJ, aka Grave Robber's Chronicles, with some Guardian mixed in

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Easy to be with you at 66 kudos, this one is actually my first fic I posted for a Taiwanese drama that I really love. Means a lot that it received so much love from that little fandom

Not a Hissy Kitten at 63 kudos, a very fun Liu Sang focused fic. Loved the vibes with this one

Sanctuary of Company at 28 kudos, soft Gen fic for Detective L. Very sweet and comforting

That Mystery Date at 28 kudos, aka my first contribution to the rarepair hell of weilanxie. Couldn't be happier jsksjs

A New feeling of Safety at 26 kudos, the Shen Wei goes on a tomb adventure with Wu Xie fic. Lots of fun

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Definitely. Sometimes my brain goes offline for a while and I don't respond for a month+ jskjd but I like responding to comments

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't think any of the fics I've posted really have angst-y endings. At least rn. One of my wips has an angst filled ending for the ending but I haven't gotten there. But it's meant to be part of a longer series that would eventually have some comfort when it's all over

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

A tough choice. I think I'm torn between the found family comfort in Safe with Family or the just pure domestic fluff of My Shelter.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nope. I've been lucky.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yup. It usually ends up pretty emotion focused and intimate. Sex scenes as a character study type deal jsksjs

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Oh yeah. Most of my published fics are at this point. The craziest would have to be one that no longer sees the light of day from back during my Wattpad days. A crossover of Supernatural and ... wait for it, drumroll ... Taming of the Shrew jsksjs. Aka what I got up to writing in a composition note book during high school in English class

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Sorta? Me and Hyde have cowritten in the same shared universe before, building off each other's works for a 2luo universe. It's super fun. We'll probably end up doing some proper co-writing eventually

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Of all time, hands down Leverage ot3 of Parker x Eliot x Hardison. Adore them so so much

15. What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I have doubts about finishing my Kunlun x Wu Xie fic set while Wu Xie is in college. My brain favors the shorter standalone fics that link together/are in a connected universe over writing longer form stuff so my goal with that fic of long chapters and 3 fics in the series to tell the story that's in my brain definitely feels like a daunting task.

16. What are your writing strengths?

The vibes? Jsksj but for real, yeah just feeling my way with characters and trusting how I know them to carry me through the story as I'm writing.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Attention span? I follow the passion and vibes when I'm writing so that it stays a fun and less stressful thing, so sometimes things get left on the back burner for a while. Haven't admitted defeat totally for any fics yet, but yeah. It's a challenge.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Hmmm mixed feelings in fics in general. It can be an interesting device to use in stories. I don't think I'd ever do it in my fics. I'd probably just add after dialogue if it's in another language that the character perspective closest to knows, or just add narration that another character says something in another language.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Ooo another fic that no longer sees the light of day from my time on Wattpad. A major crossover fic with kids of various marvel characters and also Sherlock. Fun little thing. Jsksj I guess crossovers have always been in my blood.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Parts of me I have been Neglecting Its subject matter means a ton to me and the fic I find myself going back to the most. Shen Wei discovering how to accept and love himself while realizing his love for others isn't as limited as he was always lead to believe.

Not sure who all has been tagged in this so apologies for anyone that's already done this but I'll go ahead and tag @theflagscene @fixaidea @meluci-fer

[ladytemeraire]

do you have an absolute favorite oc? or if you can't pick, one that's been around a long time that you're fond of? please tell us about them :3

Ooh, fun question!

("I love all my children equally," she said while dumping barrels of trauma on most of her characters.)

I truly don't know if any are my favorite, but Alastrine has definitely been around the longest. She's my dragon shapeshifter, and my elevator pitch for her is "a chosen one who chose herself". The only family she has left after a massive tragedy is her younger sister and her cousin, and she's constantly torn between trying to hold onto the last scraps of her old life and fighting for something better and also really needing a freaking nap (seriously please someone let this girl rest).

Oh, and the dragon god that breathed the stars into existence and everyone has thought dead for centuries may or may not have reached out and bonded to her. Hard to say.

Aside from her actual canon, she's also the OC I reach out to the most for fun "what if" noodling around scenarios, because "badass woman who is also a literal dragon and and could hand you your ass on a platter but mostly just wants left alone to spend time with her family and raise sheep" is a really fun premise to play with. At one point my friend Alex was playing around with a sci-fi concept of dragon/human hybrids and, after telling me about them, went "so just for kicks, what would Alastrine think of them?" and without hesitation I went "OH MY GOD SHE WOULD ADOPT THEM ALL IMMEDIATELY". So now she has a bunch of genetically enhanced adopted children running around the galaxy in at least one universe.

All my ladies (basically all my main characters are female and I think of them as "the ladies" collectively, haha) have part of me in them; I don't know if I'd say Alastrine has the most of me, but in a lot of ways she's who I most want to be. She's furious and fearless and viciously protective of her adopted family and I love her so, so much. If you want you can check out the tag "things for Alastrine" for posts that I feel fit her vibe!

Thanks for the ask and for being patient with my reply! It may take a while but I do try to get to my ask box and any tagged posts eventually =) and while I am a bit shy about my writing, I'm definitely trying to get better about sharing bits and pieces!

[bokettochild]

Okay, so it's just kind of a rule at this point that I share a reaction with y'all when JoJO updates, so here are some of my thoughts:

FREAKING YES!!!! WILD IS A KICK ASS BADASS AND HE TOTALLY MADE MINCEMEAT OF THAT FREAKING SHADOW!

That said, I wonder what that means. Is the shadow dead? Already? I mean, I doubt JoJo would do that, since the shadow is stated to be the main villain, and while we definitely had some tense moments there, I don't think this is a proper climax, so it can't end here, especially since no one knows exactly what the Shadow wants in the first place.

Wild finally got some center focus! Which is freaking awesome! I may be a Legend stan now, but I started out as a Wild fan, and it always pleases me when he gets a little more attention I feel like the full Wolf Trio will be getting more attention from here on out. I hope so any'ays!

The use of stasis had me silently screaming (sleeping room-mate) and I am still thrumming with energy even now! Wild getting to use his special abilities, right after we saw Twilight and Time use theirs...well.... Let's just say it looks like we'll be showcasing abilities in this arc. Twilight got some focus with his abilities as Wolfie, and Time got to show off Din's Fire, Wild is using stasis, Hyrule's going to use his healing, who's next? I'd honestly love to see Sky use something, or Legend (always Legend) but to be honest I just really hope the colors make an appearance soon!

Little details time I guess:

Shoot me, but I am very happy with all the floofy hair we got today :)

Legend mother henning the team and Wars picking it up with a scolding is just... they lead well together, I gotta say. Tag teaming it seems to work with these two and I am here for it!

I'm also glad to see Wild so clearly torn up about Twi, which we all saw coming, but Wind's worry about his big doggie friend is so endearing! I'm also pretty glad it looks like Wars is gonna fill him in. About time the whole team knew, I think only Wind and Hyrule are out of the loop at this point and it seems they are about to find out. Yay!

Also, they were talking about Ordon in the last comic, and a town in this one. It looks like we finally get to see something of this Hyrule the boys are in! And better yet, it sounds like it might be Twilight' world, so we might get to see some new designs and characters as well!

I'm stoked, and utterly and completely happy with this comic. No cliffhanger this time, just a settling down into lesser drama before we, no doubt, pick it up again somehow an somewhere else with someone else.

[roadklii]

Abbadon, a Hellboy OC:

This is basically Abbadon's lore since y'all were interested in it! And of course I'd love to share. Sorry, I don't know how to make a cut so I apologize in advance if this takes up a lot of room in the tags. Also, I may mention Karl but I'm in no way shape or form supporting his actions/beliefs, this is just lore for a character of mine.

⚠️ TW ⚠️

- Mentions of n4zis

- Abuse & beatings

The Second Birth:

The year was 1504, and a meteor just struck the coast of Alaska. In doing so, it shook the ground and caused a certain crystal prison in the Earth's mantle to crack. This prison, was Abba-Hem's, the first Ogdru Hem to be born and the first to be locked away/banished. She's been sleeping in the prison for four billion years, not aging. When the crystal cracked, she woke up, and clawed her way out. Only to have to dig a lot more to reach the surface. It was similar to being born again, she was practically buried alive. It was horrible to have to dig her way out, especially from the mantle, and she didn't age so she did this all as a baby.

Abandoned:

Her first thoughts after breaking out of the ground were "Where is my family, where is my mom?" The only memories she had of her life were from four billion years ago, and then she got locked away. What happened to her parent and her 368 siblings? Where are they? Are they waiting for her? Are they stuck in the ground too? Why aren't they here? Does she need to dig them out? From the day she awakened, to when she was 440 years old, she searched for her family. That's 440 years of her life she spent looking, she's witnessed a lot, and has seen generations of families grow up. She didn't give up the search, not right now at least.

Over the course of her life, she's learned that many people don't like big, scary, dragon creatures like her. So she's used her abilities to make herself a more "humanoid" form, this is not her true form but merely a mask she puts on to make folks more comfortable. In this form she looks like a regular 30 year old white woman with straight black hair. But she still has wings, horns, and a long tail she can't get rid of. She much rather would prefer to stay in this human form, as she has found it's better because people like her more. And it hurts to keep switching back, her clothes get torn because Ogdru Hem aren't small creatures.

Captured:

Whilst flying in this human form, searching for her family, she felt a sharp pain in her side. And realized she'd been shot with a dart, a popular human made weapon to knock people or animals out. She plummeted out of sky but luckily a few trees broke her fall. The nazis had shot her down. The war was not looking good for them, and the Thule Occult Society had been watching her for a few days already. A monster like her could be used as a weapon for them. What they didn't know, was that she was an Ogdru Hem, and she's more useful than they think to win the war and summon the Ogdru Jahad.

She'd been questioned, studied, poked and prodded, and then beaten and tortured because she would always put up a fight when they would try and study her. She may be a monster but she knew right from wrong, and since they wouldn't let her go she would at least give them a struggle.

First Love:

It'd been almost a year since she'd been captured, it hasn't gotten any easier either. She sleeps in a small, cold room, and every few days they drag her out to study her some more or run tests to make sure she's still "useful." At least they gave her new clothes because when she'd been shot down she only had rags stolen from the townsfolk.

The guy running all the tests themselves is named Karl Ruprecht Kroenen, and he wears a gas mask all the time. Over the months Abbadon has been captured, he's taken a liking to her, and she has as well to him.

Their relationship was really great at first, he started learning to talk again, and the beatings have lessened but they're still there. Instead of that cold room, she slept with him in his quarters, and she's one of the few people that have seen his face after the incident.

Abuse:

Abbadon and Karl have been dating for three years now, and she's 440. She's found out she's pregnant, and tells Karl the same night he was planning on proposing. He hated himself, and he didn't want his kid to turn out like him, a real monster. So he pushed Abba away, and borderline abused her. He was such a coward. He didn't ask to marry her that night, but kept the ring for himself.

The abuse from her boyfriend and from the occult society was traumatizing. It was just horrible for someone to go through, she needed a way out and fast.

Escape:

The Thule Occult Society has been telling Abbadon that to see her family again, she must work for them, and do as they say. She could be a possible key to summon her parent again. But she knew that wasn't true, she'd overheard Rasputin talking to the other members of the occult, they didn't have the key. They were using her this whole time, it was a lie, she isn't going to see her family again. It was devastating, having spent 440 years of your life wasted away trying to find something that isn't coming back. Looking for her family was her purpose, now what? Is she useless? The occult can't study her anymore, so what can she do?

The night that they attempted to open the portal, the start of the first movie, was when she escaped. Everyone was distracted with the portal, so she snuck into her room, stuffed as many things as she could into a bag, and flew far away from that retched place. The only thing she has to remember it was a jacket Karl had given her and her baby. By the time she escaped, she was 7 months pregnant and horribly depressed. Is she useless now?

Recovering:

It'd been a month since she flew away, and a village by her hiding spot had saw her flying and reported her. The BPRD took her in, and questioned her. She was so scared, she was terrified. Was it going to be more tests? Was she going to be beaten again? Are they going to lock her away? Will they kill her?! They didn't do any of that, thank god, they only did a lot of questioning. Like, "If you're an ogdru hem, why aren't you trying to kill us all? Why do you have a human form? Why didn't anyone report you sooner? Where have you been staying? How didn't you get caught all those years while searching for your family?"

She answered them all truthfully.

It was 1944, Hellboy was just found, and so was Abbadon. We all know what had happened with Red, Broom took him in, and the government was protecting his secret existence. That's basically what happened with Abba, but she wasn't taken in by anybody, she had her own living quarters and lived her own life away from people, but still with the BPRD.

The Agency:

Krissy is the name of Abaddon's daughter, Krissy Kroenen. She has beautiful blue eyes, blonde hair, and small horns and a tail, no wings. If you saw her with her mother you'd think they weren't related, but Abba loves her dearly. It'd been a long while of them living at the agency, Abba and Krissy were taken back to New Jersey with Hellboy and Broom. Where they have a new room there, which is bigger and more house-like. Red's room looks like a hurricane blew through there and it smells horrible, cat infestation as well.

By now, Abbadon is 500, since she's an ogdru hem she ages way slower than a regular demon, so she's really in her late thirties in human years. Krissy is 60, but she's half ogdru hem so she's really only 16-17. Hellboy is 60 too but he's a regular demon so he ages fast, he's in his late twenties.

Abba : 39

Hellboy : 28

Krissy : 16 - 17

I just don't want it to be weird when I say that Abba and Red are dating at the start of the first movie. (Liz is just a best friend of both of them.)

No, Abba was not raised with Red, she didn't know him as a child, they met as adults and dated as adults. They were merely found at the same time and lived in the same area but away from eachother. It's completely okay, just thought I'd point that out in case someone takes it out of context.

Abba is now an official agent as well, working for the BPRD along with Red. She has a very similar job, a monster that fights monsters.

Happy Ending:

Abbadon is working for the BPRD, she's far away from Karl, she's married to Hellboy, Krissy takes up singing gigs, another baby is on the way! She still has ptsd and flashbacks, and she doesn't think anyone will ever understand what she's gone through, but Manning has been sending her to domestic abuse circles and ww2 survivor centers. She's slowly realizing she isn't alone out there, but tramua isn't easy to heal.

Krissy, your dad is here:

Karl faked his death, snuck into the BPRD, killed Broom, and ran into his kid on the way out. The kid he's never met before.

He was going to kill Krissy too, but stopped to actually look at her. Her horns, her tail, he didn't care about that he's met demons before. But her face and her hair. Her eyes.. that was familiar to him. Krissy asked who he was, her mother had told her about her dad before, and what kind of person he was and all the things he did to her.

She thought for a second too and asked if he was her father, to which he slid his blade back into place and stared. It was only a moment of meeting eachother, Karl had to escape unless he wanted to be caught and Krissy heard that something happened with Broom and was needed to investigate.

Goodbye:

Abba goes to Moscow with the group, and see's Karl again. She goes down into the contraption he's impaled on, and talks to him. He signed he was going to propose that night, and he wished he did, he wish he was here for his daughter and misses Abbadon greatly. She couldn't even respond. The sick son of a b1tch is about to realize actions have consequences. Abba was sobbing, the only thing she could say was "After all you've put me through.. I wouldn't even marry you back then. I may look like this but you're the real monster. I hate you."

And then she left, she never came back either. And that bastard got the ending he deserves, he can't die, he's stuck on that spike, thinking about what Abbadon said to him for eternity.

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HEY OMG THAT WAS A LOT TO WRITE-! I really hope y'all enjoy, I love Abbadon so much, I love Krissy, I love her and Red's kid. Who is named Andras by the way and she's a sweetie.

Just another note before I go: I HATE KARL. I HATE KARL SO MUCH. I DON'T LIKE HIM, AND THIS IS FOR LORE ONLY OKAY?? HE'S A RACIST AND HE'S AN ABUSER. THAT IS NOT COOL, HE'S DISGUSTING.

Anywayyyyyy

If you have any questions then ya know, ask away-!

Thank you for reading btw

[berena-cpr]

Unfinished Masterpieces - Fic Rec List

Remember the WIP on ao3 you can’t let go? The one that resonated with you? The one that you’d give anything to know how it ends?

While the Berena Creative Project Resuscitation event is all about starting to work again on projects sitting in our draft folders, life can get in the way of finishing a project for a hundred reasons.

These works, posted, but still a few chapters short of ending, are loved though and with this list we’d like to share the love for the unfinished masterpieces one can find in the Berena tag on ao3.

Given the high response we had when we asked to tell us about your favourite WIPs, you’ll find the list under the cut:

Anything Else to Declare? - LittleMissO

“I've personally had sleeping issues since I read LittleMissO's Anything Else to Declare because yeah, I'm still there, breath held and heart pounding like crazy after the most delicious slow burn, and pining, and that outrageously flirtatious conversation over a whiskey.”

that line between your heart and mine - ktlsyrtis

“it is just plain hot but also I love the idea of them writing letters to each other and I also love the exploration of what their relationship might be like with Bernie still being in the RAMC.”

you disappear like your cigarette smoke (now the taste of your kiss is all that remains) - bonnissance

“A wonderful, emotional angst filled fic, looking at how Bernie’s life might still have progressed after Serena left. I loved how it showed her testing her own boundaries to see if it was possible to find another relationship with someone else and when she found that wasn’t something she could do, she accepted it and found other ways to be happy without Serena. I reread it fairly often because although unfinished it doesn’t ever seem incomplete. But the last word “Serena” always leaves me full of a hope that I would dearly love to have fulfilled.”

Secrets in the Dark - Wonko

“I’d love to see this continued!”

For a Good Time Call - Regency

“Young Serena using that pure sex voice of hers to make a little extra as a phone sex operative, and young nervous Bernie taking the first tentative steps in exploring her sexuality. Who better than Serena to help her figure things out? The premise of the fic is ingenious, the writing amazing, the dialogue just outstanding. Hot, sexy, soft and full of compassion and feels. I would sell a kidney to read the next chapter to this – Bernie and Serena meeting years later and recognising each other’s voices.”

you're the only one I never looked for - gutsandglitter

“Never expected I'd enjoy a Baby Boom AU, but I love this fic. Serena hanging out in the country feeling extremely overwhelmed and constantly running into this weird tall, awkward woman named Bernie is a mood. I will forever hold out hope for an update so that I can someday read about them having lots of sex (after an appropriate amount of angst, miscommunication, and unexpected grocery store encounters, of course).”

Things Kayryn doesn't write - Kayryn

“So they’re not exactly unfinished, because they are complete, beautifully crafted, amazingly inventive, head canons, but they’re not completed fic’s so I’m counting them. I actually think that’s one of the lovely things about them, there’s a full story in there but enough space in them to bring your own imagination to the details. The fact that every head canon is spot on and you can completely image it happening is the icing on the cake, and the perfect characterisation is the cherry on top. Canon could have taken lessons from from Kayryn”

I Want to be Your Fantasy (Maybe You Could Be Mine) - Regency

“I just love the concept and the first chapter just pulled me in and I so very much want to know what happens next.”

Notting Hill - Bat_and_Breakfast

“All the “Rom Com idiots in love but they don’t know it miscommunication capers” re-envisaged for Berena you say? Sign me up! I love the way the plot of Notting Hill is absolutely recognisable, but never at the expense of Bernie and Serena’s characters. Everything they do, their responses, the dialogue, is so them. And the cleverly cast Holby regulars as supporting stars - genius. It’s an absolute triumph of transformative work. It’s wonderfully and engagingly written. If you’ve ever got sucked into watching “just a bit” of rom com and found you’ve just lost a couple of hours of your life - this fic does the same thing.”

Follow Me There - troiing

“Full disclosure: I’ve never watched Sanctuary and I know nothing about the characters. But this crossover fic is so good, that it doesn’t even matter.”

hold me closer (tiny dancer) - serenacampbell

“I don’t know why I’m so attached to that fic, but I am. I love the premise of a slow burn fic where the characters still get to do sexy things during the awkward slow burn oblivious period. It’s like the best of both worlds.”

Machu Pechinku - Jrnsaxa

“Forget France and Nepal, what if Serena spent her sabbatical in Peru? The setting in this is beautifully vivid, as is the the delicate ways in which Serena and Bernie start to reconnect after Elinor.”

Hello, Major - lesbianquill

“This is a near perfect Serena being fixated on Bernie in fatigues fic. The first chapter is very insightful, helping us to understand why Bernie might not be happy to accede to Serena’s small kink/obsession. That of course doesn’t last for too long because Bernie loves Serena and she loves having sex with Serena. It was offered as a smutty one shot, but then they rewarded us with an even smuttier second chapter and teased us with the news that a third chapter would be forthcoming. It never happened. Main reason for wishing it could be continued? I enjoy well-written smut.”

In the Spirit of Three Stars - alwayssomethingelse

“Bernie and Serena as Federation officers on Deep Space Nine. Oh, the potential!”

Anatomically Correct - phantomunmasked

“Bernie severely overcompensating for any possible awkwardness in their first time by ordering a mountain of sex toys is a premise that will always delight me. Every time I go back to this one, I ponder what their weekend away would bring with a big grin.”

The Clinic - RexWolfe

“Maybe it’s all the Bramwell we’ve been watching, but this one’s been on my mind lately. Can’t go wrong with a Victorian AU.”

a life in pictures - Regency

"I soooo want to see Serena maybe modelling for Bernie (or at least just how the date goes)”

working up a storm inside my head - sevtacular

“While this isn’t actually an unfinished fic in the sense of chapters missing, the prompt fic collection of Sev can always be added to as far as I’m concerned. Love what has been written so far, hope there will be new chapters with time.”

Body and Soul - ChalkHillBlue

“Possibly the weirdest AU idea ever, this body swap AU makes my brain go crazy with the possibilities every time I read it.”

When We Need One Another The Most - Whispersmummy

“I know this isn’t strictly Berena but it wouldn’t have been written if not for the Berena fandom who love most every conceivable way these two dorks might get together. Very well written (imo) and cleverly constructed fic. Lots and lots of angst and who doesn’t love angst? Only thing missing is a small amount of smut. (Yes I’m back there).”

Ring In The New - fiveroundsrapid

“Fics where Bernie comes to Holby before/during Adrienne’s illness are my kryptonite, and this one is so good!”

Holby One: A Star Wars AAU Story - elitryalittle

“Holby One is my favorite unfinished fic. It’s not just because I came to Berena via Star Wars (a bit of an unusual way, but here I am), but also because I can totally see Serena as a healer and Bernie as a Jedi knight. Kudos for their excellent knowledge of the SWU and this great idea of a crossover fic. I’d give them a limited edition “Looking for Leia” patch and a sticker if they’d finish it.”

to gaze at you, from afar (I sigh, I sigh, I sigh) - bonnissance

“The photographer/model AU you never knew you needed in your life, but you really, really do.”

Heroic Endeavor - Nicolaruth27

“I never would’ve thought I’d be down for a Greek god AU, but this fic has permanent residence in a corner of my brain. Bernie as Athena in mortal form is inspired, and the way the fic is interwoven with canon is a delight.”

what a lovely way to burn - ktlsyrtis

“I just love anything that's weaved into canon but with them being happy and dating and communicating."

Love, Unexpected - Igerna

“Bernie is still married to Marcus when she meets Serena during a conference. They immediately bond and keep in contact, sharing both professional advice and thoughts on their private lives. Love, for them, happens rather unexpectedly. I do love conference fics and slow burns - and this is a good one.”

a little less war torn - kitnkabootle

“The setup for this - in which Serena is the one who goes to help when Bernie is brought to Holby, instead of Raf - is one of my favorite ‘what ifs’ to ponder, and the writing is outstanding.”

[mars-626]

Disclaimer: First I'd like to say ship and let ship... This may be pro one couple BUT NOT anti the other, you do you boos ❤ These are just my random late night thoughts 😅

In the case for MarinaxEloise (Meloise)

The show already made a major change, Marina is a Featherington cousin not Bridgerton.... so why would Eloise be writing to Sir Crane in the first place? (I have some ideas on why she potentially could be in touch with a widowed Marina tho)

Marina is already established as a bigger role in the series than in the books... as well as being a popular show character.... I'd like her to have some sort of hea

Imagine Eloise trying to navigate her feelings and finding support from Benedict (they already have such a beautiful relationship, and show!Benedict will be open and understanding because of his friendship with Grenville... side note: I'm PRO Bi Benedict and PRO Benophie... Sophie is my favorite!)

Imagine the drama of the Lady Whistledown reveal with Eloise AND Marina (also my head cannon is that Pen, being so young and it being her first year as LW, later expresses one of her regrets or is still torn up about how she handled the Marina article during a conversation with Colin)

AND/OR what if the show changes and Eloise finds out before everyone... IMO Eloise deserved to find out from Pen and before everyone!!... imagine the ANGST between Eloise (torn about keeping the secret) and Marina (the one who was scorned by the secret)!

ALSO the Colin factor!!! His Ex ending up with his sister!

Imagine the scene of ABC busting in on Eloise BUT finding her with Marina, A=speechless, B=shocked yet understanding, C=confused

If done well I think this could work beautifully on screen (or as a fic)

If someone did want to make a fic of this I just request the title be either "THE SPINSTER AND THE WIDOW" OR "SPINNING THE WEB" 😅

(Not really Anti because I don't mind Philo*se but I want to be respectful while sharing my crazy thoughts, if I didn't tag this right please lmk)