April 7, 2024:
Ice Tertiary, Imperial, Petals.
Savorntara of Bibbs' clan!
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i know that i sound like i'm repeating myself, but i swear it still fucks with my mind the fact, that grrm could have gotten rid of gendry from the narrative, pretty much after arya gets kidnapped, yeah, sure gendry joins the bwb, and the brotherhood has a bigger role to play in the books, but we know of past members who have left after beric finally died and lady stoneheart assumed the group leadership (ex. edric dayne, anguy), the vow that gendry made as a knight was to beric and the smallfolk, the bwb is not longer a group who administers fair justice, now they are blindly killing for revenge after the rw, they have become an unofficial branch of stark men placed in the riverlands.
people tend to assume that gendry is not smart, (i mean he's pretty much the person arya has called stupid the most), and yeah, his level of formal education is something that can be debated. he was formely an armorer's apprentice, (that means to me that the boy should know his letters and numbers a little), but the thing, he's streetsmart, we have seen him acting as arya's voice of reason more than once in dire situations, is not out of the realm of posibilities to think he could have escaped anytime he wanted, and it's not like gendry can't make a living anywhere else in westeros (except for king's landing), and the people who knew robert baratheon on his prime and can see the resemblance between them are dropping like flies
instead, we have him in the last location arya was known to be at, taking care of orphans like the girl from his memories wanted him to do, not so long ago. i don't know if gendry in his guilt ridden state thinks he has to atone for something he did (does he genuinely believe that arya escaping and getting caught by the hound is his fault?) or is he trying his best to honour the memories of the first friend he ever made
to end this: arya and gendry still match with eachother, both are child soldiers currently serving their own cults obsessed with death
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👋👋in a pokemon au, what type of pokemon do you think Curt and Bucky would have? Bucky would definitely have like 2 Rapidash, but I dunno about the rest. And do you think they would be like gym leaders or something else?
Good luck at the airport!✌️
OOOOOOH THIS IS SO FUN ANON i love a good pokemon au 😍
okay so. bucky has a corviknight for SURE, and i'm inclined to say his rookadee -> corviknight is his partner pokemon actually—i like giving people relatively common partner pokemon ngl, it feels more realistic than Everyone Getting A Special Starter. and while i feel you on the rapidash, may i suggest instead of a second one a zebstrika? bucky just gives me electric-type trainer vibes, on top of the flying- and steel-types everyone in mota's gotta have. To That End i think a boltund would be a good fit too, plus a kilowattrel—i'm lowkey tempted to give him a togekiss because It's A Plane, but i don't think it really fits with the lore and kilowattrel's probably a better fit in that respect. i think also it'd be funny if he has a braviary that Does Not get along with his corviknight.
curt's got a pancham and a purrloin who are his two partner pokemon [he gets two because he's My Special Guy] and evolve into pangoro and liepard around the same time, a perrserker, a pidgeot, i swear i am not giving him all pokemon that start with p on purpose, and rounds out his team with a bagon who evolves into salamence during flight school and, after Shit Goes Down, a marshadow. fighting-types as his optional type, and two dark types for the way he uses people underestimating him to his advantage. marshadow because there's gotta be at least one ghost type on his team. /evil
as for what they do... hm! gym leaders/elite four make the most sense of the options, but that does feel kinda easy? i think the line up that'd track best in that case is curt towards the end of the gym circuit, seventh or eighth with flint/volkner kinda vibes, and bucky, gale, jack, and a fourth guy [croz? bill veal? red???] as the elite four, difficulty order up for debate, and rosie as region champion because Come On. but like... surge was apparently in A Military? so maybe there is in fact A Military for them to be in? Secret Pokemon Wars IDK MAN
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UNPROMPTED ASK || ALWAYS ACCEPTING
anonymous said: Haru has an older brother? I thought he was an only child || mentions @kyousei
❝ older brother...? oh, do you mean kumeno masachika? hehe, no. kumeno-san & i are not actually related to each other, but i have been told we do look a lot like, though. people often confuse us for brothers when they see me without my mask. it’s very funny though, so we usually go along with it, hehe. ❞
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November 2, 2023:
Ice Tertiary, Gaoler, Clouded.
Wren of loveAbandon's clan!
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shoko’s air conditioner breaks in the middle of the worst heat wave in high summer. you had no choice but to shamble to your apartment: a tertiary set of rooms on campus too old for luxuries like central air. you and shoko spend most of the afternoon stripped down and linked by the smallest amount of skin you can bear. her ankle touched to the sole of your foot, your pinky fingers brushing. the heat hasn’t broken in weeks and the humid weight of summer crushes like an iron to velvet pile. there’s a moratorium on cigarettes in your apartment until the weather breaks, so shoko’s mouth is stained pink and blue from ice pops and frozen fruit. the radio hums from above you, your old fan rattling in a futile attempt to keep the air moving.
shoko sits up with a grunt, shaking out her long hair over her shoulders. the slip she’s wearing has gone translucent with sweat, sticking to her curves. you would look with more interest if it wasn’t so much energy to lift your sweaty, heavy head— another reason to curse the weather.
"i'm going to get another ice pop."
you mumble an affirmative, part of you already missing her sticky touch.
“you know, the morgue has climate control,” shoko reasons aloud. at your look: “kidding.”
you glare at her and then relent, letting your eyes close again. you don’t think she’s kidding, but there’s something to be said about a woman willing to suffer the indignities of summer to spend time with you. you draw your knees up to grasp for any relief of the fan’s breeze and listen for shoko shuffling to the kitchenette. you hear the rattle of ice in the freezer. roll your head back against the floor to find a cool spot where your head hasn’t warmed. shoko sighs. “we’re out of pops,” she calls out to you.
you jerk in surprise when a cold glass lands on your bare skin. shoko’s quick enough to take it back before you knock it off, but there’s a smirk on her face. you watch her throat work as she gulps down half of the glass, graceless in a way she rarely allows herself. her cold hand lands on your propped up knee, her fingers pressing bracing lines into your too-hot skin. the glass is set to the side on a magazine, where it will sweat a ring over the face of last week’s white-haired celebrity.
shoko plucks a cube of ice from the glass. it starts to melt as soon as she rolls it over her palm, leaving cold water dripping down her wrist. her touch is blessed as she strokes her cold hand over your belly, leaving a track of moisture and goosebumps in her wake. when she sets the chip of ice proper against your skin, your breath hitches. shoko notices, drawing a slow, numbing line underneath your breast, winding over your waist until her wet fingertips push the melt over your hipbone. you want her icy fingers in your mouth.
shoko slips this cube of ice up your shin. holds it for a second and then another when she reaches your thigh, the bite of the ice enough to stop your breath for a second before she relents and removes it. cold water trickles down your thigh, the lingering edge of ice-pain an restless itch in the skin. her lips are blazing when she kisses your skin, her hot breath nearly unbearable replacing the chill. she smirks at you when you release the breath stuck in your lungs, that certain gleam in her eyes. she lifts a brow at you: well?
"it's too hot, baby," you complain, but you're easing yourself back down, letting your arms splay out on the floor. shoko crowds between your legs, dangerously pleased with herself.
“you know i’ll make it better,” she murmurs, and puts the ice cube in her mouth.
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❮ I'll add that to the list of things we have in common. ❯
Even though Sam's "family fuck up" title is because he was just following orders! Not that any of them wanted to listen to him - even if he were allowed to discuss the matter so openly.
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