#firebrand speculation

[ticticboomkitbit]

141 drabbles, one shots, and assorted chaos

Chapter three

These are some headcanons and AU's I've used in some of the chapters of this fic, along with some other fics I've written.

Warning: This is Classified Information

Keep it secret.

Boys, stop reading each other's files and losing them, I can't keep cleaning up after you -Price

Sorry Cap -Gaz

Sorry cap I don't speak brit -Soap

I'm going to replace your whiskey with tea -Price

Sorry cap -Soap

Simon "Ghost" Riley

Ghost is a registered wraith, a creature that can command shadows at will and can jump through the shadow realm similar to teleportation.

John "Soap" MacTavish

Soap is a registered firebrand, able to light his body on fire with no ill effects to himself and can control fire.

John Price

Captain Price is a private man, not much is known about his ability, but it's been speculated that he has some form of telekinesis.

Alejandro Vargas + Rodolfo Parra

Both of these Vaqueros can levitate items they have contact with. Their abilities were combined when the soulmate bond locked into place. Alejandro's was levitation, Rodolfo's ability involved reversing gravity on objects he touched.

Gaz

Gaz is human, but he has an affinity gifted to him. He can breathe underwater, making him valuable for recon missions.

Others' abilities are known but these are the confirmed ones and general information. The case of Alejandro and Rodolfo is a strange one, but it's not unheard of. Because of their soulmate bond, their similar abilities have melded into one, making them a formidable force. Of course, with this case, it stands to reason that Soap and Ghost's abilities would have combined after their soulmate bond solidified, but their abilities are too different. Price is listed here due to his rank, not due to his ability.

[fallen-mario-bros-au]

Aight just a warning I'm pretty new to Tumblr and I'm DEFINITELY new to making AUs so I'm pretty nervous to post anything here but I figured I'd just rip the band-aid off.

FIRST POST HYPE!! :D

Anyways I love Mario and I love Undertale and I NEEDED TO COMBINE THEM LEGALLY so I decided to make an au about it! Dunno if I'm actually going to do anything serious with this, I mostly just want to imagine cute shenanigans with my favorite characters and whatnot, but who knows? Maybe I'll actually try to give this a proper plot

So here's the basic info:

- Mario and Luigi, in the midst of trying to chase down Bowser, who has just kidnapped the princess again, somehow wind up far away from the Mushroom Kingdom and on Mt. Ebott. Where, of course, they fall into the underground.

- All the monsters are pretty much their canon counterparts (at least, my best interpretation of them 💀)

- Mario ends up discovering he has the power to reset/load/save/etc, but Luigi does not. This is because Mario has the most determination to get out of here and save the princess

- Toriel isn't quite as overprotective of them as she would be if they were a literal child like Frisk, but she is still very motherly towards them because it's just kinda who she is. She would probably be concerned about them potentially attacking the monsters so she might make them promise not to hurt anyone. I still don't think she would want them to leave because Asgore would take their souls

- Honestly mostly this is just an excuse for the Mario Bros and the Skelebros to hang out XD

- the thing that is really interesting is that Mario and Luigi are not 1, but 2 humans, which means only one of their souls would be needed to break the barrier. This ends up becoming a real issue but I could see it being resolved in a few ways.

1. one of the bros self sacrifices so the underground goes free (much to the dismay of the other, and also my heart would break haha)

2. They decide to just stay in the underground instead of going home (but they would be pretty sad about it because oh no their kingdom is still in danger

3. ??? IDK tbh

- Since Mario can load saves, he's just constantly in this angsty cycle of trying to keep his bro from getting killed off ;;

- Not sure if Mario could keep the resets secret for long since Flowey would taunt them about it, but he definitely would be pretty closed off about it, especially to Luigi. He does NOT want Luigi to know about the horrible things he's seen

-ofc cut to Luigi being confused as heck as to why Mario seems to already know what's going to happen.

- they have cute sweaters because I said so

- not sure how omega fight would work, but either way Mario would have to fight to save both of them (probably all by himself :c)

- I want them to eventually do true pacifist but IDK how it would work so I'm not gonna think about it too hard rn

- Mario and Undyne having a friendly rivalry about who's the most heroic

- sans trying to convince them they could just stay in the underground and they're like "no we have to save the tiny mushroom people" and he's like "ur just like my bro fr"

- monster speculation about the purpose of mustaches

- It would be kinda funny if they had the firebrand and thunderhand since... Like... Humans aren't supposed to be able to do magic

- "are you sure you're humans? You're so small"

- *confused Italian noises*

Also here's some assorted doodles (I know the quality sucks 😭)

[kugelblitzzed]

my small ramble about HABIT as a character :

warnings : spoilers! content warning for sa, nazism, etc. HABIT is not a good person, bear this is mind.

obviously, I don't support HABIT as a person. for those unaware, he's mentioned multiple times to have been an SS soldier, a rapist, obviously a serial murderer, etc. he is NOT a good person.

however, his character has got to be one of my most favorite written in existence.

because we know absolutely nothing about him.

and he knows that.

he reveals just enough information about himself to the audience for us to get comfortable enough to think we can predict him, and then proceeds to go in the exact opposite direction. he is the joker, the wild card, after all.

one prime example of this. I watch a lot of emh fan content so I've seen a bunch of these YouTube compilations of "HABIT acting like a human for _ minutes" or "HABIT acting animalistic" and so forth.

we have absolutely no fucking idea what HABIT is. obviously, he is a representation of pure evil, presumably human. he is human in nature, though obviously deranged. yet he is so evil that he becomes a feral kind of animalistic insane. he growls, bites, runs on all fours. whilst obviously taking a human form, we still don't know just exactly what his is.

this next small section (adding on to the former) is a bit of a ramble. I have not finished the series, I'm watching it in real time. this is moreso speculation, so forgive me for any incorrect guesses.

HABIT is obviously the sender of the treasure chest containing the everyman play. you know the one, with extra characters and annotations added in. HABIT adds in firebrand, the guardian and the voyeur. yet, as far as I'm guessing, he isn't any of these characters, and obviously he cannot be one of the characters already in the play (unless he's death himself.)

he knows. he controls the strings everytime. he writes in the characters, he writes in what they will do and how they will act and interact with one another. he's akin to a god. so much so, that he doesn't even take a form in the great play of life. did he insert himself, force his way in?

we have no idea.

additionally, we don't know what his capabilities as an entity are. the point established is that HABIT is trying to find the perfect vessel with little regard to the body he's hurting in the process.

yet, the way he's presented, you'd think he does it spontaneously. you'd think he jumps between bodies whenever he pleases, and if it isn't immediately to his liking he just inflicts some kind of life-threatening damage and leaves. again, we know this not to be the case.

for those unaware, Nick is possessed by HABIT. in the CANYOUSEETHEWORDS blog, once HABIT takes over, he begins to insert diary extracts and exerts from his victims. maybe to mock them, or maybe he has some higher plan.

in one of these, we see Nick. if you hadn't seen the extract, one would've assumed HABIT just stole his body temporarily since the only time we actually see Nick get possessed is when he's choking out Evan, before HABIT kills the guy himself (through Evan's body.) yet, in the entry, Nick expresses that HABIT literally is a higher being.

Nick discovers he was a product of rape. and the perpetrator? HABIT.

HABIT had to have actively had some knowledge of every single event in the timeline just to know "the child of this woman is going to be my vessel." but, if he has such time warping knowledge, why doesn't he just look through time and find the best one?

we don't know either. maybe he hunts for the fun of it.

thanks for reading my small ramble about how well written HABIT is.

[darkmaga-returns]

For a time, Gaetz was causing the heads of corporate journos and establishment stooges to explode as Trump put his name forward for Attorney General.

Much like the placement of Tulsi Gabbard as DNI, the prospect of a firebrand like Matt Gaetz running the Justice Department sent a powerful signal out to all of the gameboard. Regardless of whether or not that appointment was ever intended to be a serious selection, it caused those individuals who may have something to hide to out themselves publicly. This was the case whether it was on X or one of the numerous mainstream news shows whose content strategy for the past few weeks has been to feature such venerable and exalted figures as John Brennan and Andrew McCabe to warn of the dangers of Gaetz, Gabbard, and Kennedy.

The reality of what happened, putting speculation regarding intentionality aside, is that it’s now obvious who in the Senate is going to play ball with Team Trump’s more radical and populist endeavors this term. Any Republican Senator who voted to confirm Merrick Garland but not Matt Gaetz has earned a red flag and their opinion on any of the MAGA proposals that veer too far from the establishment orthodoxy can likely be pre-sussed.

Could it be that Gatez was seriously put up for this role with the intention of getting him confirmed? Absolutely, though based on everything we’ve seen over the years RE team Team Trump’s playstyle, it feels much more like an opening gambit to me rather than an unexpected failure.

Another angle to all of this is the possibility of a Matt Gaetz Special Counsel appointment.

[sweetdreamsjeff]

Jeff Buckley; The big album

Author: Stevie Chick

Date: May 6, 2000

From: The Times (London, England)

Publisher: NI Syndication Limited

JEFF BUCKLEY (9/10)

Mystery White Boy

(Columbia) Pounds 13.99*

FANTASY HAS long been a core ingredient of rock myth-making, and when a mythically talented rock artist dies, just as his dazzling promise begins to unfold, the potential for wild speculation is doubled. Without the possibility of future development or new material, the fans' impulse is to ransack the archives for more and more clues as to where the artist's muse may have taken them next, to cultivate a tissue of creative theories and "what ifs".

Recorded during his 1995-96 world tour, Mystery White Boy is not Jeff Buckley's first posthumous release; the album he was working on when he drowned in the Mississippi in 1997 was released a year later as (Sketches for) My Sweetheart the Drunk. It is also not Buckley's first in-concert issue - live releases of varying rarity having been available throughout his career (indeed, his debut recording was the solo-acoustic Live at Sin-e EP).

And yet, in every imaginable sense, Mystery White Boy is not only justified, but an essential release. For, as with Grace, the 1994 debut studio album that announced Buckley's prodigious talents, this album is a declaration of the commendable disregard he and his band had for the limits and conventions of what is termed "rock music". It stands as a testament to Buckley's eclectic soul, and his restless on-stage creativity.

So Mystery White Boy preserves for ever moments such as Buckley segueing Hallelujah into a cover of the Smiths' I Know it's Over, and

his radical, emotionally annihilating deconstruction of Big Star's

Kanga Roo. Critics slammed his performances of this period as self-indulgent, but given the essential drabness of most mainstream rock, and certainly the soul-destroying perfunctoriness of so much live performance today, such wilful playfulness and daredevil leaps of fancy deliver a rare thrill. Mystery White Boy proves that it wasn't the technical quality of Buckley's falsetto that made him special, rather the emotionally devastating way he wielded it (see the ragged, intense Grace, and a positively careworn Lilac Wine). This fact seems to have been lost on the glut of Buckley copyists who fall so short of the master in their passion for note-perfection.

The album also adds a further layer of intrigue to the circumstances of the artist's death, and his relationship with deceased troubadour father Tim Buckley. Jeff's snarling (at himself, with reference to Tim?) "You're just like him!" in Dream Brother is a truly chilling moment, as is the drowning fantasy (not present on the studio version) that closes the song. Coincidental, no doubt, but still disquieting.

Even among the smattering of unrecorded Buckley originals contained here, Mystery White Boy doesn't clearly indicate what direction his musical journey may have taken next. Instead, it's a momentary crystallisation of an unpredictable firebrand whose erratic creativity was an essential element of his music, and certainly the finest portrait of what he was about since Grace. Pull up a stool, and mourn the loss.

[ohyeahmagi-nation]

"Open Door, Closed Invitation" The Shadow Geyser, Part 3 by Edward Bolme Read Part 2 "How to Win a Contest Without Really Trying"

The semi-final rounds of the contest were just about to begin. Magi from the various regions gathered around, watching intently, speculating on the match-ups, hoping their favorites would prove victorious. Tempers flared from time to time, especially among the delegation from Cald, but Orwin and Motash ensured that no 'impromptu contests' erupted between the factions… although it must be said that no one interfered when the Calders got into a fracas amongst themselves over a match that should have been won.

No, it was much easier just to run for cover.

Sperri, acting as Orwin's aide, rolled the final pairings randomly, closely watched by representatives of the other factions (although it was not at all clear whether the male representatives even noticed the die rolls). She wrote the pairings down in her elegant handwriting and handed the sheet to Orwin. He looked them over, opened his mouth, and said--

"They've gone and done it! They've gone in!"

"Poad!" barked Orwin. "How dare you interrupt?!?"

Poad collapsed on his backside, not at all chastised, but very out of breath. "Evu… and Tryn…" he panted, "they entered… the geyser!"

There was a very brief second or two of silence as Orwin blinked and turned calmly around. Orwin broke the stunned silence first.

"WHAAAAAAATT?!?" he said.

Chaos erupted among the crowd. Barak forced his way through to the front of the crowd and yelled, "You did this on purpose! You put on this whole show while your people snuck off and--"

"Don't you dare accuse me," bellowed Orwin, moving nose to nose with Barak. "I didn't even have to invite you firebrands in the first place!" He turned on his heel and stormed out of the tournament area. "Come, Poad!" he bellowed, grabbing the hapless innkeeper by the collar and dragging him along behind.

The crowd of former spectators and contestants followed along in Orwin's wake as he stomped in as direct a line as possible toward the shadow geyser. Rumors and grumbling roiled behind the Naroomese Elder, but he, with a full head of steam, heard nothing.

When they arrived at the geyser, it had already grown. Great scythe-bladed thorns erupted from the gnarled brambles that wreathed the geyser. There was a single break in the encircling barrier, and what looked to be an entrance within. An unhealthy glowing light within dazzled the onlookers, illuminating the column of darkness with sickening sparkles as the corruption streamed into the sky. Things seemed to move within, reflecting strobing beams coruscating all over the clearing.

"I saw it," said Poad, brushing the dirt and leaves from his britches. "I saw Tryn get Evu to leave the contest, so I followed them. They came here, and as they approached, that doorway opened up. It was like the geyser expected them, even wanted them to come in. I saw Evu and Tryn go inside, they went before I could stop them. I tried to call a warning…"

"Look!" said Orwin. "The doorway is shrinking!" He lunged forward to the opening, stood in the center, and, mumbling a quick spell, raised his hands to try to keep the doorway from sealing shut again. Immediately he felt a jarring blast of cold energy, like a bolt of ice lightning had just struck him. It blasted through his feet and out his arms, and flung him skyward from the doorway. He landed, pale and shivering, at Poad's feet.

"Ohhhkayyy," said Poad. "Let's not touch the doorway."

He looked up and saw a group of Magi lunging for the entrance to the shadow geyser before it sealed shut.

Read Part 4 "And in that Deep, Dark Place…"

[lighthousenewsnetwork]

NEW YORK — In what experts are calling “a groundbreaking step in performative ideological gymnastics,” conservative commentator Candace Owens has announced her latest television venture: Changed My Mind Again, a show dedicated entirely to Owens publicly revising her opinions in real-time, sometimes multiple times within the same sentence. The show, set to premiere on an undisclosed network (or whatever platform will still have her), promises to be a “revolutionary approach to political discourse,” according to Owens—though sources close to her say she’s already reconsidering that stance. “People say I flip-flop, but that’s an unfair characterization,” Owens stated during the press conference. “It’s more of an elegant, well-choreographed ideological breakdance.” The announcement comes just weeks after Owens made headlines for publicly questioning her longtime support of Donald Trump, only to later reaffirm her support after realizing her audience wasn't quite ready to pivot with her. That incident appears to have inspired the show’s central premise: a space where Owens can embrace, reject, and then re-embrace any viewpoint without ever acknowledging the whiplash. A Format Built for Maximum Flexibility According to leaked production notes, Changed My Mind Again will feature several recurring segments designed to keep viewers engaged, confused, and ultimately unsure of what they just watched. "Definitive, Unshakable Truths (Until Further Notice)" – Owens delivers a passionate monologue asserting an opinion with absolute certainty, only to disavow it by the next segment. "New Facts Just Dropped" – A team of producers introduces basic historical or scientific facts, prompting Owens to dramatically reconsider everything she’s ever said. "I’m the Real Victim Here" – A weekly segment dedicated to Owens explaining how her own ever-shifting beliefs have somehow made her the oppressed one. "Conservatives Can Think for Themselves, Which Is Why I’ll Do It for Them" – Owens confidently explains that she is simply an independent thinker who happens to always land on whatever stance maximizes engagement. Industry insiders speculate that the show’s loose structure will allow Owens to seamlessly transition between her various political identities—from libertarian firebrand to evangelical crusader to exhausted-but-still-cashing-checks media pundit—depending on which niche audience proves the most lucrative. Critics Weigh In: "A Masterclass in Monetized Contrarianism" Political analysts have described Changed My Mind Again as “the natural evolution of a punditry career built on strategic about-faces.” Media expert Dr. Rachel Lindholm noted that Owens’ approach to public discourse is essentially the “opinion version of an Etch A Sketch.” “It’s honestly impressive,” said Lindholm. “Most people abandon their principles over the course of a lifetime. She does it on a weekly basis and somehow convinces her audience she’s been consistent the whole time.” However, not everyone is sold. Conservative commentator Ben Shapiro has reportedly expressed concern over the show’s premise, fearing that Owens’ inconsistency may overshadow his own carefully curated brand of rapid-fire outrage. Sources say Shapiro attempted to debate Owens about the logical contradictions in her positions, but she simply responded, “I never said that,” before exiting the conversation. Meanwhile, liberal critics argue that the show is nothing more than a thinly veiled attempt to stay relevant in an increasingly oversaturated media landscape. “We’ve seen this play before,” said one former colleague of Owens who requested anonymity. “First she was a liberal, then a conservative, then an anti-vaxxer, then pro-vaccine, then Trump’s biggest fan, then his critic, then his fan again. At this rate, she’ll be advocating for universal healthcare by season two—right before renouncing it for being ‘woke.’” A Business Model Based on Audience Confusion Despite the backlash, Owens remains confident that the show will be a success.

In a recent interview, she explained that Changed My Mind Again is simply a reflection of her “journey of intellectual growth,” which appears to involve growing toward whatever audience will buy her latest book. “People evolve, and my views evolve—specifically in the direction of whichever ideology currently maximizes my engagement,” Owens clarified. “If that’s not the essence of free thought, I don’t know what is.” The show will reportedly be funded through a mix of corporate sponsorships and an ever-growing list of Patreon subscribers who believe they’re supporting Owens’ “authentic voice”—a voice that, notably, comes with an undo button. Final Thoughts: Will the Show Last? Probably Not, But That’s the Point. Media insiders predict that Changed My Mind Again may struggle to maintain consistency over time—not due to a lack of audience interest, but because Owens may eventually contradict the very premise of the show and declare that actually, she never changed her mind at all. “By the time the second season rolls around, she’ll probably say she never hosted the show in the first place,” said one industry analyst. “And honestly? That would be the most on-brand thing she’s ever done.” For now, audiences eager for a weekly dose of ideological turbulence can look forward to Changed My Mind Again, set to air on whatever network is still willing to pretend this is about "free thinking" and not a cash grab. Update: Sources close to Owens say she is already reconsidering the title of the show. A working replacement? Actually, I Was Right the Whole Time. https://lighthousenewsnetwork.com/breaking-candace-owens-launches-new-show-called-changed-my-mind-again/?feed_id=14635&_unique_id=67b4bf75b4893

[news365timesindia]

[ad_1] New Delhi: With Tamil Nadu’s 2026 assembly elections drawing closer, K Annamalai, the firebrand chief of Bharatiya Janata Party's (BJP) state unit firmly dismissed speculation that the party might struggle to win the election if it goes solo. In an exclusive interview with Republ Read More [ad_2] Source link

[news365times]

[ad_1] New Delhi: With Tamil Nadu’s 2026 assembly elections drawing closer, K Annamalai, the firebrand chief of Bharatiya Janata Party's (BJP) state unit firmly dismissed speculation that the party might struggle to win the election if it goes solo. In an exclusive interview with Republ Read More [ad_2] Source link

[bllsbailey]

James Carville: Trump's Madison Square Garden Rally Will 'Mimic' a Nazi Rally!

James Carville is a leftist firebrand and a constant reminder that his side throws mud when they are desperate. When Carville was part of the Clinton team, he was one of the lead hacks who disparaged women who (rightfully) accused Clinton of sexual abuse and even rape. When things are trending in the direction of Dems, he’s not quite as nutty. Kind of like a psych ward patient who is taking his drugs — but when things are looking gloomy, he’s a doomsayer – a predicter of the apocalypse. 

Carville can be something of a canary in the Democrats' coal mine. When he starts to smell the fumes of doom, he starts to blather more nonsense than is usual, and the spittle starts to flow. 

Carville went on Jen Psaki’s show. He ranted about all sorts of nonsense, but he was super concerned about Trump heading to Madison Square Garden for a speech. For Carville, Trump is turning full “Nazi.” No, I am not exaggerating — Carville pulled out that well-worn saw and claimed Trump was headed to New York to recreate a Nazi rally. He said:  

When I said that, I didn’t know that he was going to schedule a rally at Madison Square Garden to mimic the Nazi rally of 10 February 1939. So we have — they’re they’re telling you. And by the way, if they win, they’re going to correctly say, 'We — we told you in the election what we’re going to do and you voted for us. You have green lighted the whole thing.' And if we don’t tell people about that, if they don’t, if these young black men — how do you think they’re going to do if you are young, black, male? And Trump inspired the army round up of people. How well do you think you’re going to do…you think you’ve got nothing to lose?

I don’t know what most of that blather was supposed to mean. Maybe Artificial Intelligence could translate it for the sane among us, but I did understand the first sentence. Trump plans to hold a Nazi rally at Madison Square Garden in 2024, just like the Nazi Bund did in 1939.  

Politicians have used venues like Madison Square Gaden for political speeches for as long as politics have existed. Democrats and Republicans hold their conventions in large arenas. The only convention held at Madison Square Garden was 100 years ago when the Democrats nominated John W. Davis. That convention featured a significant number of KKK delegates who opposed Al Smith because he was a Catholic. The convention was labeled a “Klanbake” by a reporter.  

A rich guy named Franklin Roosevelt took to the stage to nominate Al Smith. Roosevelt, flanked by portraits of avowed racist Woodrow Wilson, gave a fiery speech that, like Obama’s speech at the 2004 convention, set FDR on a path to the presidency. It was barely three years after Roosevelt was stricken with polio. Roosevelt couldn’t walk without assistance. Much like Biden’s mental infirmity, FDR’s physical handicap was hidden from the voting public by a willing press.  

Political speeches are nothing new to Madison Square Garden. Although this “Garden” is new. The old one used by Democrats, FDR, the KKK, and Nazis is no longer around. Before the old Garden found its end, it featured a politician rallying his supporters. He said: 

We had to struggle with the old enemies of peace—business and financial monopoly, speculation, reckless banking, class antagonism, sectionalism, war profiteering.  They had begun to consider the Government of the United States as a mere appendage to their own affairs. We know now that Government by organized money is just as dangerous as Government by organized mob.  Never before in all our history have these forces been so united against one candidate as they stand today. They are unanimous in their hate for me—and I welcome their hatred. 

That sounds a bit like something Donald Trump would say. Same vibe, at least. But it was not Trump. That speech was delivered 12 years after the 1924 Democrat Convention by then-President Franklin D Roosevelt. That speech was at the old Madison Square Garden that Carville was channeling his "NAZIS!" fearmongering over — not the Madison Square Garden that exists today. Carville couldn't even get the building right. 

Carville is in a Cajun panic. In fact, all leftists are in a panic because they’ve nominated a dope. A nincompoop. A plagiarizing empty-headed empty suit. Her running mate is a prancing dancer, lying stolen valor clown. Nice pairing, Dems. They are pulling out all the rhetorical stops. No lie is too ridiculous. No slander big enough. And the guy who resembles a baroque building gargoyle is leading the charge.  

Guess what else Carville said while blathering and spewing spittle, with Jen Psaki looking like someone just ran over her cat? He said:  “We are not making this up!” 

Yeah, yeah, you are James.

You and the rest of your cohort are making it up. All of it. They see their path to victory dying in a bowl of tossed word salad, and they are in stage 4 panic. Hold the dressing. 

Kind of fun to watch.   

[fideidefenswhore]

Not everything here is a failure—the film is more misstep than fiasco, perhaps due to a visionary director losing authorial control of a prestige film to his producers, who may have had a more conventional movie in mind from the outset. Among the more pleasing stuff, a nicely gruesome vein is developed here,

 centering on Henry’s hideous, suppurating leg wound, into which Parr is at one point instructed to drop live maggots.

See, now I’m confused, because other reviews are saying this film moves outside of the Victorian stereotype/misinfo of Parr as nursemaid. But this would suggest otherwise...

[cecilyneville]

reading the first reviews of firebrand out of cannes is so funny bc they all mention stuff like “a counterfactual twist on the king’s deathbed”, “ahistorical portrait of henry viii’s final wife”, “speculative fiction”...ok so she smothers him on his deathbed. cool coulda seen that one coming. next

[lillywhitefield]

I was thinking about Lady Arnold and her purpose in the narrative. I’m wondering if it’s possible she is meant to take Cressida’s role from the book? Like claiming to be Whistledown. Because that role doesn’t really work for the Cressida in the show right now-in the book she needed the money because she had been widowed. But in the show she hasn’t even been married yet so it doesn’t make sense

I think Lady Arnold has a few directions she could go, many of which have already been said. I definitely think she could take on Cressida's role from the books, since like you said Cressida isn't a widow right now unless some stuff happens off-camera between seasons. She could also be Eloise's new friend (her description calls her a 'firebrand,' someone who is passionate for a cause, which sounds very familiar). Both of those I think are really strong frontrunners, and both might be true next season. She could have something to do with Benedict, a new love interest for him or something, but I hope that isn't the case because that seems like the least fun (we've seen Benedict with other women, at this point I want only Sophie or nothing at all).

In general, I don't like to speculate too much about the next season's story, because production won't give us all the pieces of the puzzle before the whole season is released. I only set myself up to be disappointed if I think too much about what I want for next season's story, so personally, I only hold vague ideas of what I would like to see, like certain moments from the book or certain songs that I desperately want them to include (carriage scene, "Stay" engagement ball scene, something with a chocolate eclair, and if they don't play Yellow by Coldplay I might riot). I've been in various fandoms for a while and have been disappointed too many times by thinking too much about what will happen next, so I just like to wait patiently to see what the writers have in store.

So whatever her part may be, I'm interested to see what Lady Arnold gets up to. I love Hannah New in Black Sails, so I'm a little excited to see her regardless 🤷

[geraldofallon]

The Neathy Tarot, and speculation on all 77 of the Major Arcana

Old Love Island edits (and one Heart's Choice list)

Crème de la Crème OC/PC

Romance in the Neath series

Canon Romances Non-Canon Romances

True Identities series

Fallen London Travel Guide series

Fashions of the Neath series

Taken from 1890's fashion plates Taken from 1890's paintings Taken from 1890's adverts

Neathbow series (FINISHED)

Fallen London Species series

Masters of the Bazaar series (FINISHED)

Attributes, Qualities, Quirks series

Fallen London through paintings series

Alphabet series

List of OCs/OC introduction

Favourite colours of the Neathbow

Lady A—:

Lady A— Moodboard and Motifs

Lady A— sketch by cobaltsunflower

Lady A and the Revolutionary Firebrand drabble

Lady A FotN wardrobe moodboard

Crew of the SS Amphitrite:

Emil Enderby Moodboard and Motifs

Captain Agnes Plowden Moodboard and Motifs

Leopard Princess Zaya Moodboard and Motifs

The Missing Ajaw Moodboard and Motifs

Lange Johan Seolfar, the Buccaneering Rattus Faber Moodboard and Motifs

The Cephalopodic Orphan Moodboard and Motifs

Teddy the Devil Moodboard and Motifs

Teddy the Devil sketch by cobaltsunflower

Teddy the Devil (ft Dotty) intro

Zimu Moodboard and Motifs

Cathy Linton Moodboard and Motifs

Cathy Linton intro

Doctor Baudel Moodboard and Motifs

The Moonstone Club:

Detective Rañjan Moodboard and Motifs

The Shadow Rook Moodboard and Motifs

Professor Annabel St Aubert Moodboard and Motifs

Fausta Gryphon Moodboard and Motifs

Dotty the Deviless Moodboard and Motifs

Dotty the Deviless sketch by cobaltsunflower

Dotty the Deviless (ft Teddy) intro

Jezebel of Mahogany Hall Moodboard and Motifs

Fabian Silver Moodboard and Motifs

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[lazarusdoe]

early afternoon, a few days after the cemetery shit, a sitting room ( @firebrcnd​​. )

They haven’t been able to sleep very well since they learned what their former mentor, and the group of unhinged rogue villains had done. Everything was already too much to deal with all at once, their own personal shit, their own personal attempt at fixing the current part of it, the search for a solution to all of the danger, the mystery they hadn’t asked to join in on that now felt like an enormous fucking responsibility to keep everyone safe by stopping it. They don’t think they were really made for this, like their already fucked up mind can’t really handle so much at once. The only way they’ve been making it through is pure anxious determination, and a hell of a lot of caffeine.

There’s only so much that caffeine can do, though, and knowing their next stop on one of the roads they were on has to be another fucking Guardian is sending the stress levels to new heights, knowing they don’t have time on their side, and they’re fighting against someone who does. Even taking a little more life force from other villains in the manor by bumping into them with lame excuses isn’t enough to keep them going, though. And sitting down in one of the comfiest armchairs in the manor to drink their fifth cup of coffee for the day had been the wrong choice.

Lazarus doesn’t realize they’ve fallen asleep until the sound of someone else coming into the room makes them jerk awake suddenly, nearly spilling their somehow in tact coffee all over themself, where it was resting in their hand against their thigh, as they raise their other hand in defense against the unknown threat. It takes a second to get their bearings again, but they’re glad to see it’s Firebrand, of all people, who’s walked in on their accidental nap. That’s another thing they’ve been meaning to get on, after all. They’d heard about the mission gone wrong, and now they’ve heard whispers about how things have changed, and they’re pretty sure they can guess how it happened. If it was a few weeks ago, the discomfort over that speculation would be enough to make them shut down, send them into more of a panic than they already are, but they’re too conscious of it to let it take over, knowing what they know now.

“Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in,” Lazarus says, sitting up straighter in the seat, pain in the neck telling them they fucked up by falling asleep sitting up. “I’d been assuming I lost custody of you in the separation, but I hear you’ve actually just been extremely busy lately with some life changes.”

[inquisitorhotpants]

(we are finally at the fantastic wedding art by @rayeliann​)

The wedding day continues apace, with holos and socializing and precious little free time.

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Across the galaxy, Holonet feeds switch back to Ziske and Aethon’s platform above the square, catching Ziske dabbing at her eyes with a small lace-edged handkerchief in the same deep blue as her high-necked dress and Aethon gazing up at the pale blue sky, blinking rapidly. A soft beep as the broadcast light turns red startles Ziske, and she nudges Aethon with the toe of one shoe.

“Welcome back! If you’re just joining us,” she says with a delicate sniff, visibly gathering her composure, “be sure to catch replays of the vows, which concluded mere moments ago. We had expected Emperor Marr to choose the more traditionalist route for his vows, but there has certainly been no small amount of speculation as to what Empress Nox would choose.”

Aethon nods. “After her firebrand speech at the last bloodflower ceremony, quite a few people were thinking she’d choose something more … revolutionary, as it were.”

“I wonder if they coordinated using the same closing line,” Ziske muses. “They chose individual, almost casual vows, which is quite a change from the more elaborate, formal declarations that have been popular of late, but the closing line being the same is a nice bit of unexpected symmetry.”

“It goes quite a long way in presenting them as a united force at the front of the Empire,” Aethon agrees, “though I confess I’d been hoping to maybe see something from Miraluka wedding traditions; I’ve heard they’re lovely.”

Ziske’s eyes light up. “Oh, the flower ceremony in the opera house would have been gorgeous!  I’ll regard that as a missed opportunity forever. But it’s also not surprising that the public vows had a more broadly inclusive tone, as everything today seems intended to properly introduce Empress Nox as a ruler of equal stature.”