#dying light Astrid

[dicktat]

I’ll never be able to get over the fact that. Someone working at techland literally looked at these banger characters designs and went. “Oh yeah they’re straight just girls being heterosexual noting sapphic at all happening.” And that is just straight fucking BLASPHEMY.

[dissectress]

nah bc why aren’t there half naked hot bimbos walking around carnage hall serving drinks. come on we need a little eye candy for the fighters. sigh, if techland won’t provide then i will

[lyypeachu]

I want her

[mrsjellymunson]

PIN ME

Written for the March @steddiemicrofic prompt ‘pin’.

WC: 388 | Rating: M | CW: Allusions to and descriptions of arousal, flirting

A/N: I know nothing about wrestling, so if this contains massive errors please just pretend it doesn’t 😆

“Pin me.”

“What?”

“Pin me! I wanna see how you did that move.”

Quite unexpectedly, Eddie’s discovered he’s good at wrestling. His wiry frame belies his strength; lean muscle, sculpted from years of carrying amps, is concealed beneath baggy shirts, and defending himself against bullies, and worse, has made him fast and slippery.

Taking Phys. Ed. for the third time, he had to choose between wrestling and that damned laundry basket game. He chose the former, figuring some of the moves might come in handy for those bully situations too.

Now he’s in his living room, with Steve Harrington asking him for tips. Eddie kicked Tommy’s ass in practice today using a move Steve, and the rest of the class, hadn’t seen before, and now he wants the lowdown.

Eddie clears his throat nervously, but who is he to deny ‘The King’?

The truth is, he’s been dying to wrestle Steve since the moment they met, only in a very different context…

“Okay, well, you just kind of…”

Eddie grabs Steve’s shoulders, turns, dislodges one of Steve’s feet, flips him, and… a little half-moan, half-whimper escapes as Steve hits the ground, and, somehow, he’s underneath Eddie.

Eddie’s in a martial arts-style kneel, thighs and abdomen tense, his toes curled on the floor supporting his feet, taut arms curved and framing his chest, hands balled into loose fists.

Eddie’s calves pin Steve’s ample biceps to the carpet, his thighs astride his upper torso, his balls almost tickling Steve’s chin. Thankfully his cock is nowhere near, but that’s only because it’s traitorously half-hard and pointing towards his hip.

Steve’s neck is straining and shimmering with sweat, his eyes flashing amber and green in the muted light as he squirms, halfheartedly trying some defensive moves. They roam Eddie’s body for a brief moment, before locking on his glinting chocolate orbs.

He eventually stills, and after a moment of loaded silence Eddie feels Steve’s torso shift, as if he’s bucking his hips up into nothing.

Eddie’s traitorous cock kicks up in his sweats, and he hopes against hope that Steve didn’t see. He inhales sharply and holds his breath.

Steve swallows hard, before licking his lips and saying in a low, cracked voice, one side of his mouth quirked up in a tiny smirk,

“So… What’s your next move gonna be, Munson?”

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[astoundingbeyondbelief]

Kaiju Week in Review (December 31, 2023-January 6, 2024)

Episode 9 of Monarch: Legacy of Monsters was a huge one, wrapping up the flashback storyline with gut punch after gut punch and dropping half the cast into a new realm of the Hollow Earth, Axis Mundi. I'm being vague because there's a very big twist at the end. Chomping at the bit for the finale.

@quazies has graced us with another animated Godzilla short, this one focusing on Rodan and wringing surprising emotion out of the daffy bird. And I continue to get a kick of out this Animal Crossing-esque Monster Island. This is their fourth Godzilla video; if you're unfamiliar with them, correct this immediately.

The new issue of TotalFilm has a sizable article on Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire. My notes:

Trapper (Dan Stevens) is a sort of Titan veterinarian.

Emphasis on filming in real places; the Hollow Earth is a mixture of Greenland, Iceland, Hawaii, and Australia. Also mentions some sort of physical Kong prop and another full-sized HEAV.

Apex isn't in this story "in a literal way," but Monarch seems to have copped some of their tech; Kong's B.E.A.S.T. Glove is implied to be one example. Sort of disappointing that the Monsterverse continues to avoid having a recurring human villain, but then it would've been hard to keep Apex in the picture, between the Mechagodzilla scandal and all their key members dying.

Rome is mentioned as a location in the film, which was reinforced this week with a Japanese trailer showing Godzilla astride the Colosseum prior to his evolution. As a half-Italian, I'm thrilled.

Wingard is aiming for late-Showa Godzilla vibes. Not possible on a nine-figure budget, says I, but I'm curious to see what he comes up with. Adds that he "wanted the color palette of the film to resemble the experience of what it was like to walk down a toy aisle in the 1980s[.]"

Wingard on Skar King: "[He's], in a way, the closest that the human threat has ever been juxtaposed onto a titan itself. The Skar King almost represents an upscaled version of the worst parts of humanity, just as Kong represents some of the best parts of humanity."

Now, about that cover... they're doing the bisexual lighting on purpose at this point, right?

The new Godzilla Battle Line units are Orga and Kiryu Kai (Heavy Arms Type). Orga's pretty fun, dropped into the arena by the Millennian UFO and respawning with half health once defeated. The new Kiryu is a major addition, dealing 30% more damage to units that cost 7 energy or more.

This is my first Kaiju Week in Review covering 2024; for a look back on all that happened in 2023 in kaiju film, television, and video games, I'll refer you to this excellent video by @zagorudan. @vintagehenshin has one out on indie tokusatsu as well.

This is a year ending in "4", so a lot of Godzilla movies have big anniversaries on the way. The biggest, of course, is Godzilla vs. Mechagodzilla, turning 50 on March 21. Toho wasn't celebrating golden anniversaries in earnest when the other non-Godzilla members of the Big Five reaches theirs, so expect a Full Weapon Strike of merch, comics, and short films. We already know Mechagodzilla's in the next Godzilla Rivals issue, though not top-billed. Ultraman Leo, ESPY, Evil of Dracula, and Prophecies of Nostradamus also turn 50 this year.

[the-talking-fishbone]

Hiccup and Astrid’s pre-relationship dynamic is just so great. There's the awkward crush stage. Getting embarrassed when the other catches them looking. Blushing when their hands accidentally touch. Doing literally anything and hoping that maybe when they're older it could work out. Laughing together over a stupid joke. Lying awake at night wondering if the other person is thinking of them too. Finding a piece of paper with the other's handwriting on it and keeping it as one of their most valued possessions. Feeling hurt when the other talks to someone else instead of them. Missing the other when they're sick but feeling like it would be too weird to check up on them. Awkward half-grins, eyes lighting up just a bit more when the other comes in.

Then you've got the RTTE stage. Fear when the other person is injured or dying, fear so unhinged they will do literally anything to save the other. Soft smiles exchanged across a room. Arguing like a married couple, but they’re “just friends.” Telling the other that they’re not making wise choices, or being brutally honest because lying to the other is impossible. Stupid inside jokes. Racing each other on their dragons. Being the sole two voices of reason at times, and giving each other the most tired looks. Thinking of the other when they’re alone, and then furiously whispering out loud that they are not in love. Unable to imagine a world without the other. Panicked, desperate hugs after a close call. Flirting without wanting to acknowledge that they’re flirting. Looking after the other when the other is sick or hurt to the point where it’s obsessive, and not even caring how in love they appear. Staying up with the other on sleepless nights. Being open and honest about their feelings, not hiding anything. “I’m not in love with them,” they say to those who ask. But there’s no other explanation that could possibly describe what they are.

[mistressoftheelderitchwhorehouse]

Pulling Me Out and Connect Me

A/N: Just some Chuuya lab PTSD thoughts.

TW: Blood, mild gore, child abuse

Fandom: Bungo Stray Dogs

Pairing: Chuuya x Reader

Reader Type: Gender neutral, black coded

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Small fingers twitched against warm glass as more chemicals were pumped into his tank. He could feel the tubes in his spine and wrist suck them into his veins, and then distribute them to his brain, heart, and stomach.

He wanted to scream, but his vocal cords constricted against the tubes shoved down his throat. He began to thrash, but the needles in his spine dug deeper and deeper into the bones and nerves until the liquid around him was dyed red.

"Doctor his vitals are dropping!"

"Give him-"

"Wait the energy levels are rising. We have to enact Code 535!"

His skin jumped as warm fingers brushed his face. They passed along his forehead, down his temple, and along the curve of his jaw.

"N there's nothing more we can do."

"That's fine. Dump the tank. We can produce another eventually."

He slammed his hands against the glass, but all of the shadowy figures on the other side ignored him.

He slammed his hand again, only for warm, small fingers to lace with his.

"Chuuya. Chuuya? Baby. C'mon you're the one who wanted to be up early."

He opened his eyes, and the slurry of blue, black, and red liquid was gone. Instead he was staring at your face, your curtain of dark curls hiding you both from the outside world.

Your frown broke into a grin. "There we go. Now we're cooking with oil."

"Time is it?"

"4 AM."

He groaned and shut his eyes. "Fuck, why'd I suggest this again?"

"Hmmm." You kissed his jaw, along his cheek, and finally a chaste kiss to his lips. "Cause you're sweet and lovely."

He opened his eyes again when he felt you sit up and your weight shift. You were still astride his hips, but you were looking out the window and at the glowing city. The sun hadn't risen yet, and through the smog and lights he could see a few stars doing their best to burn against the blue and black sky.

He shuddered, and this drew your attention back down to him. You brushed sweat slick strands back behind his ear.

"Baby."

"Doll."

Your smile softened at the nick name. " You okay? You're a million miles away."

"I'm fine. Early as shit." He grabbed your hips, his voice going lower as he slipped his fingers under your shirt to kneed at the soft flesh of your sides. "C'mon. Said I'd take ya out today, yeah? Can do this again later. I promise."

"I suppose I can leave the most comfortable seat in exsistence." He loosened his grip as you got up. "Want me to make coffee before we head out?"

"That'd be fantastic."

You grabbed your robe and slipped it over you shoulders, before going back to the bed, and pressed another chaste kiss to his lips. Without another word you were gone, the soft padding of your footsteps the only hint you were still in the apartment.

Chuuya shut his eyes and and rubbed at his wrist. The past was the past, and there was nothing that he could do to change it. The choices he made, the people he gained and lost, all of it was the rocky and blood slick road that had made the Chuuya Nakahara of today.

He sat up and swung his legs over the bed, before going over to a small table under a window. He plucked up a photograph that had six figures staring at the camera. They all wore the type of straight faces that threatened to burst into laughter if so much as the breeze blew wrong. A smile ghosted upon his own lips as he traced the wood frame with his thumb. He couldn't remember when the picture had even been taken anymore. He supposed that's what happens when a decade goes by.

"Coffee's ready!"

"Kay! Gimme a sec!"

He set the picture down and grabbed his cigarettes out of the drawer, before leaving the room entirely. The photo of a 15 year old Chuuya, Piano Man, Lippmann, Doc, Iceman, and Albatross seeming to wish him the best as he left.

[awii-lyn]

3 days of my life spended in his design, but I finished it 🤓

Haddock-Frost Family Au

Drayk Haddock, the Chief's firstborn and pride of his parents and all Berk. With the intelligence of his father and the troublemaker spirit of his dad, he loves to invent new traps for humans just to catch Hiccup as a hobby. Drayk tried to do the same to his dad, but he didn't succeed.

As soon as he learned to walk, Hiccup seemed to be in the necessity to adapt his clothes to be more useful every time he went outside along Ruffrunner, his Night Light dragon.

"Why is a carrot-head? Is he really your son? — Merida said, laughing at loud under the severed gaze of Astrid and the annoyed of Hiccup. It was the fortieth time she said it.

Jack chuckled, but stop immediately as Astrid looked at him too. Turn around was the best option for him to continue bottle- feeding little Drayk.

It's from his grandfather... Don't worry, son — Responded Valka, patting Hiccup's shoulder and talking with so much calm that made the moment funnier.

Merida wasn't the only one dying from laughter anymore. Now Astrid, Jack, and even Valka joined her, and Hiccup was the only one trying to keep his cool."

Special thanks to @dmoondream for helping me choosing the name 💕. First, we created an au that became popular. Second, everyone start joining to the Hijack Nation, and then we rule the world 🗿

[demenior]

On the heels of the latest Mighty Nein Solstice show, I felt like my setup for a BeauYasha + Astrid situation was (barely) relevant again.

This is set, in theory, post-campaign 2, and prior to Ruidus shenanigans.

--

Beau tucks her napkin into the collar of her shirt and patiently waits for Yasha to bring dinner to the table. Beau set all the cups and bowls and everything out, but her wife likes to bring the meal.

“Are you ready?” Yasha calls.

“I’m so ready!” Beau calls back.

Yasha rounds the corner, a steaming dish in her hands. She’s wearing a black apron that says ‘kiss the cook’, and nothing else.

The apron is suitably sized for someone a little more average than Yasha’s big, muscular frame, and so it’s really working to keep her decent.

Beau’s thoughts are far away from decent. She can’t pick her jaw up off the floor.

Yasha’s face flushes— she still blushes when Beau hits on her even though they’ve been together for like 8 years now, and married for 3 of those. It makes Beau fall even more in love with her. And then her wife tries to do a sexy walk over to the table. Yasha is anything but graceful— she’s a force of nature— and Beau’s too far gone to think this awkward strut is anything but hot.

Yasha sets the serving dish onto the table, and lifts the spoon out of it. There’s definitely something doing it pretty good for Beau with how the strew is thick and dripping. And that’s also something she’ll take to her grave because it is so embarrassing that stew can make her horny, but in her defense it’s being served by the hottest woman in the whole world.

“Hungry?” Yasha purrs.

“Starving,” Beau says, and opens her mouth.

And that’s when Caleb appears in the room. He’s holding someone.

“Send me back!” Astrid screams, “I had him!”

Blood hits the floor in a loud splat.

“Help me!” Caleb shouts.

Astrid bares her teeth, and raises her arm to strike and— Caleb’s holding her left arm over his shoulders to keep her up. Her right arm doesn’t raise because it’s gone.

“Fuck!”

Beau flies out of her seat, and is across the room.

As Astrid registers her missing limb, as blood continues to fly from the wound, Beau skids to a stop at her side. She catches Astrid as her knees go out, and together she and Caleb get Astrid to the floor.

Beau registers the smell of smoke, of arcane magic. Astrid’s tattoos are still bright and pulsing on her remaining arm. Both her and Caleb are covered in soot, in blood. Their hair is singed. Caleb’s got that jittery, caffeinated look he has when he’s been working heavy magic. Beau rips off her loose top and tries to staunch the blood.

“You had no right,” Astrid snarls.

“He was going to kill you,” Caleb snaps.

“Blood for blood,” Astrid hisses, “I’ll take his fucking head!”

Astrid fights at Beau and Caleb, and she’s too weak to push either of them off.

“What the fuck?” Beau shouts.

And it’s now that Yasha reaches them, a fucking angel who’s entire body lights up as she reaches for Astrid. She’s still wearing the apron and nothing else.

Astrid’s back arches as the healing magic surges through her. When she drops, her whole body goes limp. Yasha checks her pulse to make sure the shock of healing didn’t kill her.

“That will keep her from dying, but she needs to see a real healer,” Yasha says.

“Dude what the fuck?” Beau demands.

Caleb groans out a sigh, and wobbles like he might collapse as well. He braces both hands on the floor to keep himself stable, “she— she went after him. I tried to stop her, but she—”

“Who? Trent?”

“Ludinus.”

Beau’s stomach drops. She looks down at the unconscious idiot between them. Despite Yasha’s healing, Astrid is white as snow. Her eyes are closed. Beau checks the wound— the bleeding has stopped, the amputation appears as if it’s had a few weeks of healing, but it’s still raw and red.

Caleb nods, as the severity of the situation sets in, “I— I had nowhere to go. They’re still fighting— the Assembly, and the Volstrucker. Other factions. She might have started a civil war.”

“Or a massacre,” Beau realizes, “Ludinus— fuck! He’s the fucking guy! We don’t have enough to pin him yet, and now? Fuck! I thought she was helping us, what happened?”

She has to shake Astrid to wake her up.

One of her eyes is red with blood. Thanks to Yasha’s healing, the wound is handled, but it will take time for that to clear out. It gives the woman a decidedly unsettling look.

Astrid glares up as they lean over her, and then turns to Caleb, “did you take me to a fucking titty bar?”

[cloverofhope]

I’m asking, tell us abt ur au pls

Ohohohoh gladly

putting a keep reading thing here bc this is gonna be a longish post lol

Quick backstory

Okay, so a little backstory of the au itself. It was originally a roleplay plot that I made to cheer a friend up bc he was upset about something in another roleplay chat, but the plot then was very different to what it is now. Haive didn't exist at the time, nor did most of the characters that are going to be from Haive (aka Berks equivalent.) It was originally called "The Flipped Universe" or at least that was the second version of the plot was. I genuinely cannot remember what the original version was called anymore.

An argument happend and the second version was effectively dropped before we went onto the third version which was effectively the same plot except we switched who played hiccup and boy oh boy are they a good runaway!hiccup player. Most of the times we started the roleplay it, it took place after httyd2 so I'm writing what would've happened from httyd on.

Characters that are important right noW

Clover- she's the main character in this story. She's effectively the Hiccup of Haive. She's a little bit shorter than Hiccup and doesn't grow much past her height in this part of the story. Clover has red hair that goes to about her upper back when she lets it down, and emerald green eyes that could pierce into your soul if she's pissed off. She's pretty artistic, spending any free time she can find drawing something if she's not already focused on something else. She's got a heart of gold and stubbornness to go with it. She's fairly inventive, and she has a lot of spontaneous ideas that do work a fair amount of time

Iris- She's the light fury in the cove. She lost her right tailfin. She's mostly white with spots along her back and head that are grayish purple, but they look more gray than purple. Her ears have pastel blue spots along the top. She doesn't trust easily but once you've earned her trust, there's almost nothing she won't do. She's not the most playful or chatty at first but after she meets Clover and some of the other dragons she really opens up her shell

Rollo- She's the dragon rider that Clover convinced to help. After being raised by dragons, she DOES understand Dragonese and will eventually teach most of the others in the group, one of them being too stubborn to learn. She's the most ruthless of the group in this and sometimes has to be physically held back so she doesn't hurt someone who doesn't need to be hurt. Rollo doesn't understand some traditions at first, and Clover isn't the best at explaining why things are done the way that they are. She's got black hair that's been dyed with flowers that primarily grow on Haive and on islands near it, especially at the nest Rollo grew up on. She's a little bit taller than Clover

Rou- He's the most playful and silly woolly howl anyone could meet. He loves to sing songs for those he loves and is fiercely protective of his family. He's got blue scales and his 'fluff' is a milk chocolately brown. (I'm pretty sure- Its been so long since I've seen his ref sheet lol). Him and Rollo are effectively siblings after being raised together.

Wilder- Clover's younger brother. He's about five years younger. He's a clever little guy who wants to be just like his sister when he grows up. (Or at least he will eventually lol). He's got red hair and freckles galore. He cares a lot, sometimes too much.

mm i think thats all the characters imma do for now- at least in this post- I don't need it being 5000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 characters long lol

The 'What Ifs' that this AU is based off of that don't really spoil anything

What if Toothless was a light fury instead?

What if Dragonese existed in the movie universe?

What if Hiccup and Toothless ran away before Astrid ever found out?

What if httyd was more gay?

What if hiccup had help while training toothless?

As I'm thinking- I'm realizing that most of the other 'what ifs' spoil a lot- so that's all ya get for now

Headcanons! These won't spoil much- right?

Furies bond with other species by mimicking behaviors

Light furies are great swimmers

Dragons have a whole ass culture, some things can vary from nest to nest, but most things are pretty similar

not exactly sure how to explain this one, but an alpha's command isn't like spoken words- its more a sense only a dragon can feel, and isn't something humans can possibly learn

fury eggs don't explode- nor do woolly howl eggs-

hmmm not sure what else i can add that doesn't spoil a whole lot- so enjoy this!

[sith-obikin]

FINAL ROUND-UP ❤️‍🔥

Here are the last submissions to the first edition of the Sith Obikin Fest! In total we received over 40 works🔥

Stay tuned for our next announcements / thank-yous and a very exciting project coming SOON!

• Birth Astride A Grave (a play in two acts) by nngi_e

After his defeat on the fiery shores of Mustafar, a captive Obi-Wan Kenobi receives four visitors in the darkness of his cell:

a beloved Master long gone,

a beautiful Queen shrouded in blue,

a cruel Shadow covered in scars,

and the Sun at the center of it all.

• Vader Closes In by ArtisticlyBeautiful

Vader finds Obi-Wan in his cave on Tatooine. He will do whatever it takes for Obi-Wan to feel the heartache he has to live with now.

Set during the Kenobi series.

DW: Non-con, bottom obi-wan, ruthless vader

DNW: Piss, sweetness

• Three Measures of Blood by your cheap thrills (eurosthewanderer)

Sith! Obi-Wan stumbles upon a boy in his travels and instantly feels his great potential in the Force.

He snatches Anakin before anyone else can and proceeds to teach him the ways of the Dark Side.

DW: Go wild. Anything like the Jedi Quest or Rogue Planet, but they are both Sith. Perfect excuse to dive into the Sith lore and create their practices. You can make it as long as you want with Anakin of any age. But the world-building of the Sith is essential.

DNW: Only brief mentions of the teachings. Seriously, you can make it as wild as you can, but details are essential.

• wild animals i have known by travellingcircus

Reverse age AU - Set whenever

Sith Obi-Wan (wild and borderline feral), Jedi Master Anakin (always toeing the line of being a darksider but never falling)

Really I just want sith Obi-Wan to call jedi Anakin daddy (no age play). A plot would be nice, but I am far too happy with nothing but smut.

DW: Daddy kink, possessiveness, obsession, top Anakin, bottom Obi-Wan, they're disgustingly cute about each other but not in a healthy way

DNW: piss, scat, vomit, age play, omegaverse, unhappy ending, major character death

• Rage, rage against the dying of the light by Golden_Daffodils

Palpatine miscalculates. Killing Obi-Wan Kenobi is the reason Anakin falls, but he did not expect the boy to rebel and try to kill him in return when Anakin learns who he is and his role in Obi-Wan's death.

Would love a angst filled fic, with Anakin falling because Obi-Wan is dead, as Palpatine thought he would, and that biting Palpatine in the ass lol

Also it's up to you if Obi-Wan is really dead or not. I just want to make clear that the most important person for Anakin will always be Obi-Wan.

If nsfw, bottom Anakin/top Obi-Wan and lots of tender/passionate sex reunion.

No rape/non con, hardcore kinks, Anakin kneeling to Palpatine, Anakin killing other Jedi (I don't want him to be the instigator but he can kill to defend himself should you wish to go on that route), anidala, Obianidala, QuiObi.

• Bound By You by BlueAreTheStars

Reverse Age AU - Takes place in GFFA

Peace in the galaxy. A shaky treaty resulting in a tri-annual competition to see who reigns for a short period of time: the Empire or the Republic. It is not built to last.

Anakin Skywalker, older but no wiser from his Clone Wars escapades, is of course the Jedi's chosen champion, as much as he does not wish to be. There is no match for his power, his skills, anywhere in the galaxy now that peace has been declared but when a lithe young man steps into the arena, with gold eyes and an obvious hard-on for him, maybe Anakin has finally met one.

• mine, always by DPRen

Set in Rots. Canon divergence. Obi-Wan kills Palpatine in a fit of jealous rage at seeing Anakin kneel to be Palps apprentice. And now Anakin has to try and get his master back from the dark side while fighting his own internal battle. No unhappy endings ( happy sith murder husbands pretty please )

[romeoandjulietyouwish]

Chapter 6: Loss (Waiting for Heartbreak)

Summary: When Essek's mother insists that it's time for him to marry, he thinks he's doomed to spend the remainder of his life in a loveless marriage. That is until Caleb volunteers to pretend to be his fiance until Essek can find another solution. Link to first chapter

I was so excited for this chapter, I just couldn't wait to share it!

Essek’s trance finishes in the middle of the night. 

He opens his eyes and looks at the man sleeping beside him. Caleb is still sound asleep, his back still turned to Essek. Moving slowly, Essek reaches for his book and opens up to where he left off. He is able to read for an hour or so. 

In that time, his thoughts keep wandering back to Caleb and the dance they shared. He can’t stop thinking about the solid press of Caleb’s hands against him and the ease that Caleb guided them around the dance floor. He wants nothing more than to revisit that moment, to have the courage to kiss Caleb then and there.

Essek freezes. Kissing has never been something he desires, never a sensation that he craved and yet… Would Caleb’s beard be soft or scratchy against his skin? Which would Essek even prefer? Suddenly, Essek feels all too much like a teenager, mooning over a crush. 

Essek thumps the heel of his hand to his forehead, trying to get rid of those thoughts. Thankfully, a distraction comes. Beside him, Caleb starts to move. At first, Essek thinks that Caleb is awake, but after a moment it becomes clear that he is in the throes of sleep.

Caleb curls in on himself, taking up even less space than he already does. Then he starts to talk, murmuring in Zemnian. “Bitte, meine Schuld.” The words repeat over and over, becoming clearer and clearer. Not for the first time, Essek wishes he could study the language if only to understand Caleb in moments of panic.

 Essek puts down his book and moves to his knees beside him. He reaches out and touches Caleb’s shoulder, “Caleb? It’s just a dream.”

The second his fingers touch Caleb, the man wakes up with a lurch. He gasps for air like a dying man. Essek touches his back again, but Caleb flinches. It’s then that Essek remembers Caleb is a human, he doesn’t have darkvision. With a swirl of his wrist, he summons light, casting long shadows across the room. 

Caleb’s eyes are wide, darting around the room. He is breathing heavily, as though he was running a marathon. His fingers grip his forearms, knuckles white. “Wo bin ich?” 

Essek shakes his head, “I’m sorry, I don’t understand.” Caleb curls tighter in on himself, as if to shield himself from a blow. “You’re safe, we’re in Rosohna.”

Caleb looks up at him, “Astrid?”

Read the rest on ao3!

[sailforvalinor]

Seeing your post got me thinking. How did you feel about Ten's ending? Especially the fact that he "didn't want to go". That hit me rather hard when I first watched Ten's ending. It was rather unlike Five's for instance where he accepted his fate. I forget in what order I watched it, I think I watched Five's story after, but I digress. I don't know, it felt so human to me, and raw and David Tennant delivered it flawlessly. So I wondered your thoughts on it.

I loved it. I loved it I loved it I loved it. I was a bit too emotional at the time to post anything coherent about it, but…yeah. If it tells you anything, my dad cried—and he’s seen it at least three times before 😂.

Here’s the thing about the “I don’t want to go” line: Series 1 and 2 is a positive character arc for the Doctor. At the beginning of Series 1, he is at his lowest, the Time War having just occurred. He is angry, closed-off, refuses to be “domestic”—i.e., he’s refusing to get attached again. But Rose drags him back into all of that anyway—and this arc is a lot of things, it’s about him rediscovering joy, confronting grief and guilt, but most importantly, he is allowing himself to care again.

But to care is to leave yourself vulnerable to loss, and that’s what happens when he loses Rose—and it’s inarguably devastating for him. His characterization takes a definite shift here, he’s lost a bit of his joy (and even at times when he does express happiness or joy it can feel like a mask, or at least somewhat forced), and he becomes so unwilling to let go—think of the “I can do this, I can do anything” scene where Astrid dies in “Voyage of the Damned.” To me, Series 3 and 4 and the specials are a negative character arc for Ten, though a subtle one, one you don’t realize is occurring until it culminates with the Time Lord Victorious—a slow, agonizing trainwreck. He’s lost so many people by this point—not just his Rose, but Martha, Donna, the Tylers, Mickey, Astrid—and he’s been isolating himself to avoid getting attached again, to avoid hurting anyone else, but when he comes to care for the crew of Bowie Base One and loses them, he snaps. And we all know what happens—he falls for the lure of power, the illusion of control. And he himself falls.

“The End of Time” is the consequence of that fall, and I would argue that the Doctor finds himself much in the same position as he was in at the beginning of Series 1–desperately lonely, but unwilling to get close, so so scared of loss. Though in a very different way, I think Wilf helps Ten relearn the same lesson Rose taught him all those years ago, that he has to care, to try to force himself to be apathetic is so much worse, but Wilf (and the Ood) help give him the second half: he also has to learn to let go. It’s a constant cycle: “you have to love -> you have to lose -> you have to love -> you have to lose,” and Ten finally, finally understands—but as he’s dying. He’s finally grasped the truth, he’s seen the light, but he’s seen it too late. And that’s the tragedy of it. As I watched the specials, I got the sense that he wanted his time to end—it’s never explicit, but you can sense it, he seems tired, makes references to having lived too long. He had all that time he wasted self-isolating and alternately wallowing in despair or trying to force apathy, but it is on his last day, at the sound of four knocks, that he finally realizes that he wants to live. And he can’t.

I think that Matt Smith was an absolutely brilliant casting choice as Eleven, because it would be impossible to not resent any other replacement after that. Smith’s Doctor is just so sweet and goofy and joyful that it’s hard to dislike him for long. Honestly, my personal headcanon is that Eleven is like that because of Eleven, trying to make up for Ten’s lost joy.

Anyway, sorry about the ramble, I had more thoughts about this than I realized.

[dragonnnfly]

For a while now I’ve believed the official “let’s get married” scene would have been something like,

Hiccup is sitting by the cliff staring out onto the waters in the direction he saw the dragons fly towards their new home. He sat in silence until Astrid approached him and sat beside him joining the silence. It was hiccup that broke it as he told Astrid how it was still difficult waking up in the morning coming to terms with the fact that Toothless wasn’t there. He would miss their early morning flights.

Being the amazing girlfriend Astrid is she would immediately comfort him while letting him know that he wasn’t alone in feeling that way, and reminding him, as she did just before rescuing toothless and the light fury, that Hiccup is an amazing person even without toothless by his side, an amazing person she looks forward to marrying.

Hiccup does a double take, did he hear her right? He could tell by her tone of voice that she did not mean the distant future.

Astrid would have definitely known Hiccup was dying to marry her, they had been betrothed for years, so she laughs at his dumbfounded face. Loosing the dragons had made Astrid realize more than ever to cherish every moment you spend with the ones you love, and she loves Hiccup so much, she is certain she’d love to spend her entire life by his side.

They got married 3 months later, and would stare out into the ocean just as they did that day.

[countrymusiclover]

His Golden Princess

Astrid is the sister of Emma Swan making them both the daughters of Snow White and Prince Charming. The sisters entered Storybooke on separate paths. Emma towards the Light and Astrid to Darkness. Astrid let's her mind wander down the path of confusing visions leading her to meet Mr. Gold/Rumplestiltskin. Piecing together what her nephew Henry says may all be true. But will she be able to resist the darkness drawing her feelings to the pawnshop owner.

1 - Dreaming like a Child

2 - Gut Feeling About Him

3 - Knows How to Win

4 - Henry's Theory About Fate

5 - Dagger Quest

6 - Apple's are Code Red

7 - Magic is Real

8 - Finally Have Parents

9 - ‘Emotion’ Magic Lesson One

10 - Nightmares of Burns

11 - Sleeping Curse Club

12 - Swan VS Pirate

13 - We're Discovered

14 - You're in My Realm

15 - Son of Rumplestiltskin/Henry's Father

16 - Hook to the Heart

17 - Near Dying Love

18 - Prince's Permission

19 - A Dangerous Dimond

20 - I'm Peter, Peter Pan

21 - Not You're Darling Pan

22 - Arrow Prophecy

23 - Beliefs Heart

24 - A Child's Curse

25 - Storybrooke Isn’t HIs Kingdom

26 - Princess Astrid Charming

27 - He's Not Dead

28 - Fight The Green Witch

29 - He's My Life

30 - Time Traveling Heart

31 - You’ve Earned Her Hand

32 - A Fairytale Come True

33 - Mr and Mrs. Gold

34 - An Ice Wall

35 - Past Comes Calling

36 - Am I Going Crazy Again

37 - Mirror of Darkness

38 - The Worst Versions of Ourselves

39 - To Saving My Husband

40 - Dark Princess

41 - You're the Dark One

42 - What to Fight for

43 - The Price of a Yellow Flower

44 - Love is the most powerful magic of all

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[gayleviticus]

the fourteenth doctor getting the ending he did feels interestingly different from different lenses, cus like

on the one hand, a happy ending for 14 where he gets to live for ages with donna and friends might feel a little cheap and sentimental, like rtd is capitulating to nostalgia and setting up everyone's favourite doctor for years to come of fertile ground for comics and novels and audio dramas and whatnot, and it can read almost as a weird vindication of 10s kinda petulant 'i dont want to go', a bit of a rejection of the fundamental ethos of the show which is that change (death) will always happen.

on the other hand, the first rtd era loved tragedy and pain, to an extent that i think, by the end of it all, ended up creating this sense of rigid adherence to the status quo. the time war, losing rose and donna and the master, teasing the doctor's daughter and then killing her off (and yes, reviving her, but only bc someone specifically called out rtd's tendency to do this), even stuff like astrid from voyage of the damned dying tragically before ever getting to be a companion. there's nothing wrong with tragedy and sad or bittersweet endings, but rtd1 had this sense that there is a Status Quo in place that cannot be broken to uphold the angst.

and part of why i liked day of the doctor so much at the time is because it was very decisively willing to buck this trend. on the one hand, i can get why it might read as undermining a key core of new who, especially if you interpret saving gallifrey as a retcon (but in a narrative sense really this is a new development; we really arent meant to go back and reread 9 and 10 in light of this knowledge, we understand it as 11 changing history to make amends). but i think it's strength is that it was willing to smash the status quo that was so rigid over the rtd era.

and so in that light, i think the 14th's doctor's fate can feel quite refreshing. now, in fairness, rtd's penchant for tragedy always existed alongside a certain love of crowdpleasing (journeys end, for example), so it's logical to be wary of this as him indulging another of his guilty pleasures. but it's nice to see rtd doesnt feel as beholden to the law of protecting the status quo by whatever tragic means necessary