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chewriting · 2 years

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By popular demand (two out of nothing is still the majority) I managed to write a second part of my "Kit dying" snippet. Apparently I can't write these boys without dumping an exponential amount of trauma onto them. I promise I'm trying to write something more feel good.

If you're interested: Part One

Content Warning: death

Ty’s seen people die before. Arguably more than someone his age should.

He was sitting at his mother’s bedside when she took her final breaths; reaching for his father’s hand when Julian threw a knife into his skull. There have been Centurions who misstepped on missions only to be cut through by demons and hundreds of nameless Shaodwhunters he’s seen fall in the heat of battle. His twin sister, the other side of his coin, bled out on the dais of the Council Hall after only trying to help.

Death is an inevitable fact of being a Shadowhunter. Many don’t make it to old age. Those who do are far too haunted by all the family and friends who fell so they could remain standing. As a people, they mourn and move on. It can happen to any one of them, at any time, and there’s no use dwelling.

Ty’s seen enough people he loves die. He never expected to add Kit to the list.

Swords meet in harsh crashes of metal and wood, arrows fly from their marks in well-aimed arcs over allies and enemies alike, and voices cry out wordlessly from both sides. All of it stays carefully below the layer of classical music pouring through Ty’s headphones. Fighting is in his blood–the block preventing a blow locked on his Achilles’ coming as easy as breathing–but it’s keeping track of his family that leaves Ty reeling.

He entered the fray with Dru at his side with a vow to stay in each other’s eye line as much as possible. Though it held like smoke as soon as she saw Jaime pinned between two fae and she lept to his aide, chained kama sliding from her grip expertly. An attack on his end diverted his attention and when he got a chance to look back where she once was, Dru was no longer there.

Emma and Julian are likely somewhere at the battle’s heart, back-to-back fighting like they used to. Because even though they’re no longer bound by a ritual, it’s difficult to unlearn several years of practice. Mark is hopefully still on the outer edges with the other archers, taking out threats before other preoccupied allies even notice the danger.

Livvy drifts back into his field of vision, sliding through fatal swings not even aimed at her. Even though the years since her partial resurrection had weighed Ty’s heart down with guilt, he’s happy that she can’t get hurt here.

“I checked on everyone. Still alive and no grave injuries.” Her voice rings like a lonely bell over the cacophony, artificial and natural, and the barely soothing balm of his music. Ty knows he’d be able to hear her over any sound. Whether it be their connection as necromancer and revived or a resilient thread tying them as twins, even deaf Ty would be able to make out Livvy’s voice. It hits his chest before his ears.

He can only nod, unwilling to give her existence away even to the Seelie knight he fells. Her check-ins have been the only thing keeping him held together while fighting. And he knows that Livvy finds comfort in knowing her family is alive too.

“Do you want me to try to find Anush?” She asks. Her feet barely graze the back of a werewolf whose corpse lays face down in the grass. Ty shrugs. It’s not that he doesn’t care about Anush, he does, deeply, it’s just that the anxiety about his well-being is trumped by several others. And he trusts Anush’s skills.“Kit?”

Ty can’t freeze, it’d be a death sentence, but he falters for a moment long enough that a stray spear snags his shirt, taking fabric and skin as it winds back up. It stings but he can ignore it. Though Ty hasn’t asked Livvy to find Kit, see how he’s faring, he knows she has. They were friends once and she openly disagreed with his and Ty’s three-year-long sharp silence that only recently dulled until it didn’t sting every time Ty even thought about bridging the gap.

He can’t know how Kit’s doing because it’ll be too distracting. Because the second he hears bad news, he’ll rush to his aide at the expense of his own safety. Ty isn’t overtly protective, not like Julian is, not like Livvy was. But he has a lingering feeling that he’d do just about anything to stay alive.

This can’t be where Ty dies. Not with Livvy still tethered in the fragile state between life and death. Not with the fact that his death would leave her adrift, unable to find peace.

So Ty shakes his head firmly, focusing on sharp blades nearing dangerously close to his nose and preventing the death of others where he can.

In the end, Ty doesn’t need Livvy to update him on Kit’s status. He sees it for himself.

His head of blonde hair sticks out sharply in the sea of muted tones and dark red. There’s only one other like it, several paces away cutting down soldiers with grace and ease. A particularly driven fae hacks and slashes at Kit with rabid frenzy. Kit is able to block most of the blows but he keeps giving ground, not strong enough to push back at all. The sweat dotting along his brow and soaking into his roots says he’s been at it for a while. The red streaking his arms say he hasn’t been very successful in staying unharmed.

Ty’s feet move without his command. He ducks thrusting spears and narrowly avoids being split in two by a longsword but his attention never wavers from Kit’s fight. A rushing accompanies his violins: the sound of his blood in his ears. Livvy rushes ahead, unable to do much aside from watching.

When Ty’s only a handful of feet away, his hand readying to throw a dagger directly into the fae’s throat, a second blade slips from the fae’s sleeve and plunges into Kit’s stomach.

It’s almost like Ty is the one getting stabbed. Sharp pains shoot outward from his abdomen, enough that he flinches. The fae grins, mouth stretched too far over his teeth and eyes bulging, as he digs it further in. They rip it out only to jam it right back into his chest.

Ty’s heart–the one that hasn’t been whole since Livvy’s stopped beating–shreds behind his ribs.

Kit doesn’t even stumble, too busy staring at the handle sticking straight up. His sword drops from his hand as he crumples to the ground. If Ty isn’t mistaken, he doesn’t look afraid. His eyes slide shut, peaceful and content. But Ty can’t be right. Kit can’t be happy he’s dying.

The fae lets him drop, abandoning his knife to disappear between the gaps of those still up and fighting. Ty feels faint. Fighting through pain that threatens to black out his vision, he roughly pushes through to Kit’s body.

Ty knows a chest wound is too severe to come back from; he’s seen it all before. But can’t let Kit die. He can’t do nothing.

Livvy is hunched over Kit’s torso, hands poised over his arms but unable to touch as she whispers in his ear. Her voice echoes across the battlefield.

“No, Kit. You can’t leave him. He needs you. I need you. Your family needs you. Stick around for just a bit longer. Just until he gets here. He’s coming Kit, I promise. I promise.”

Ty skids to Kit’s side, stele already clenched between his whitening fingers. Each iratze he applies fades into Kit’s skin. Like they were never there. Ty’s desperate attempts to make one stick lead to no results. He remembers Julian recounting how he cradled Livvy in his arms, blood still pooling even after her heart stilled. He knows what it all means.

Kit is already gone. Dead in the few seconds it took for Ty to cross several feet.

He threads his fingers in Kit’s, steeling the memory of his calloused palms and still warm skin.

Then, the chanting starts. Tossed around the sea of fighters, some overlapping and some cutting through the noise like trumpets, the fae call to each other. The heir is dead.

Then Livvy begins to weep. She folds over him, wailing into his still chest.

There’s scuffle all around Ty; metal clashing, arrows whizzing, voices calling, and instruments harmonizing, but he can’t hear any of it anymore. He’s not sure why someone hasn’t plunged a sword through his back while he’s distracted. Maybe even the Seelie have a small portion of mercy to allow Ty to grieve. Maybe someone watched it all and is protecting them. A small part of him, dried and hardened by grief, wishes someone would just put him out of his misery. Save him from having to go through this again.

Ty never got to tell Kit he forgave him. That he loved him with more fierceness than Ty believed could ever fit in his chest.

In his periphery, a hole is made in the wall of people. Jace heaves, a shortsword dripping blood into the grass, his hair a mess and eyes ablaze. His gaze locks onto Kit’s still, bloody form, and Ty’s never seen Jace’s face shutter the way it does. Despite all the trauma he went through before coming to New York and all the pain that followed until Sebastian's death, Ty never saw him falter. He’s the best fighter of his generation, the boy who survived heavenly fire, and walked demon realms twice, all while cracking jokes Ty still doesn't understand somedays.

Emotions flash across Jace’s face. One’s Ty can recognize–pain, rage, grief–and others that he doesn’t have a name for.

He looks directly at Ty when he speaks, gravel breaking up his single word. “Who?”

“It wasn’t some I recognized. But they had bright silver hair and a pale scar stretching from temple to chin,” Ty says, surprised he’s even able to reply at all. Not surprised with how much he remembers of the fae that killed the only man Ty’s ever loved. In another attempt to help, he points in the direction the soldier disappeared in.

Jace breaks through the tight-knit of survival-fueled desperation, not another word uttered.

Ty doesn’t believe in ‘an eye for an eye.’ Getting revenge just creates an endless loop of death that’s never satiated. But Ty can’t find it in himself to care.

Livvy still sobs into Kit’s shirt, tears streaking her cheeks but leaving no stain on the world around her. Ty gently gets her attention with a few utterances of her name.

“I’m getting him out of here. I need you to guide me.”

She nods, floating above heads to find the best route. Gathering Kit into his arms, Ty lifts him over his shoulder. He’s nothing but dead weight. Ty doesn’t make a habit of carrying anything heavier than the equipment pack he brings on investigative missions, but a certain resolve settles in his bones. Even if what made Kit Kit is no longer in his body, Ty won’t let it get trampled by unwatchful feet.

“This way,” Livvy calls. Ty doesn’t even need to look up to follow.

Blood soaks into the fabric of Ty’s uniform. Sweat drips down his neck and pools at the base of his back. His breaths come in uneven pants, exhaling in time with each stomp of his boot against the tread-packed earth. If he gets swiped by a sword or spear, the pain doesn’t register. Ty doesn’t look up–doesn’t stop moving–until he’s broken the outer layer and can lay Kit down on the untouched grass.

He’s thankful Kit closed his eyes as he fell, Ty doesn’t know if he’d be able to do it with his own hand.

Everything else is a blur. Behind him, the battle rages on. Fighters best others, blood is shed and lives are lost but Ty doesn’t turn to watch. He keeps his eyes on Kit, dagger unsheathed in case Livvy notices someone coming towards them. They flank him, two sentinels wordlessly dedicated to a cause, until the sound of battle stumbles into silence.

Ty’s not sure if they won or if the Seelie retreated after realizing their goal had been fulfilled. The shadow meant to fall over Faerie extinguished before it could even form. All he knows is the world eventually quiets, the fight for their lives and their cause postponed to another day. Everything that kept Ty’s back straight evaporates, leaving him with barely enough energy to catch himself before he crashed into Kit’s side.

Kit, his Watson, is dead and everything is worse now.

Jace is the first one to find them: Ty curled like a parenthesis against Kit’s shoulder. He falls to his knees by Kit’s head, tears dripping down his cheeks silently. Dru comes next, who freezes at first sight before letting out a sob far too similar to Livvy’s. She doesn’t fall but her legs shake as her hands raise to cover her mouth. Jaime stands behind her, one hand gently resting on her shoulder.

Everyone else trickles in after that. Silent grief palpable like a heavy fog. Emma and Julian joined at the hand, tears streaking Emma’s cheeks while Julian takes slow, even breaths. Clary, Simon, and Izzy give Jace space, only Alec comes up behind him to wrap his arm around his shoulders. No one else notices the other half of the bracket, enclosing Kit like something precious. His first two friends and the last two who saw him alive.

The funeral takes place at Cirenworth. Kit had no ties to Idris and as he wasn’t going to be added to the Silent City, the trip would be pointless. It isn’t the first time Ty’s worn all white since Livvy’s funeral, and it won’t be the last. Still, somehow, the bright fabric feels like it sears into his skin.

His pyre is smaller than Ty expected. A Silent Brother spoke of Kit’s soul being safe and at peace, now in a place without strife and pain. Tessa took the stand to say a few words about how much she treasured the short time they got together and Jem kept his speech brief, talking about his endless reserve of references and how his love went deep enough to touch the center of the Earth.

None of it registered in Ty’s head. Even the songs he uses to calm down sound like nothing but static in his ears. Everyone else is silent, grief clogging their throats. Ty knows how it feels, like one crack in his resolve will cause his entire foundation to crumble.

The pyre lights, hot and bright. Its heat caresses Ty’s face. His heart thumps painfully in his chest, all but begging to be released and join Kit to burn. Kit’s heron necklace stays cold between Ty’s fingers and palm. He was thankful Tessa and Jem allowed him to keep it.

Eventually, Mina starts to cry. Luckily they don’t have to watch Kit’s body actually burn, but she saw them lay him on top of the wood stack and hasn’t seen him come back down. You can’t explain to a three-year-old that Kit was already long gone by the time they dressed him for his cremation. She wails, and her parents have to take her inside.

After that, everyone else drifts back into Cirenworth too. Ty lingers, listening to the logs crackle and pop and soaking in the warmth. Though he knows this fire is no hotter than any other–likely less so due to its reduced size–Ty imagines it’s the last bits of Kit’s soul escaping into the world. He always had so much energy. All of it couldn’t have been abandoned when he died.

Some people stay to talk mutedly amongst themselves in the living room, some leave to offer privacy. Ty slips upstairs, fingers running along the textured wallpaper until he finds the room that’s undoubtedly Kit’s.

It’s bright. Brighter than his bedroom back in Los Angeles. His curtains are drawn to allow in the most natural light. Potted plants dot his windowsill, with some even spreading into the less lit corners. There are shirts and a pair of jeans laying just short of a laundry basket, another just beside it filled with clean and folded clothes. By his bedside is a considerable stack of comic books, depicting characters Ty doesn’t recognize in fonts that hurt to look at, and a lone novel balancing precariously at the edge. A Tale of Two Cities, with a bakery receipt as a bookmark on page 297.

Stupidly, Ty falls backward onto Kit’s unmade blankets. It still smells like him. Boyish and warm, like cloves and sleeping in late. Ty’s chest aches.

He toys with Kit’s pendant, rubbing the design between his forefinger and thumb. Memories paw the elastic Ty’s sealed his mind in, pleasant and torturous alike, but Ty doesn’t allow them in. Not yet.

“Ty?” It’s Livvy. She’s been doing her best to be comforting, but Ty’s always needed more than just soothing words to calm him down. And she can’t do anything more than speak to him anymore. “How are you feeling?”

There isn’t a word for the contradiction that now resides in Ty’s chest. An endless, beating storm and perfect numbness at the same time. He didn’t have one before and hasn’t come up with one in the time between Livvy’s funeral and now. So he stays silent, following cracks in Kit’s ceiling with his eyes.

She drifts down next to him, the only knowledge that she’s there is pressure on Ty’s skin from her locket that dips and raises in time with her proximity. They don’t speak, cataloging Kit’s room individually.

“He changed it some since I was last in here.”

“You came here?”

“Sometimes. I was here when Mina was born.” She stops, her voice cracking. “I liked seeing how he was doing. That he was alright, all the things considered.”

Ty can only nod. During his time at the Scholomance, Livvy used to pester him to just write a letter to Kit. Talk things out. At the time, even thinking about speaking to Kit again was enough to send his heart into a panic. The idea hurt like a thousand cuts, inescapable. Now, Ty wonders if Livvy was so adamant about it because she knew something he didn’t. She saw how Kit was handling their distance.

He rubs harder into the pendant, wishing his fingers could run over it just right and bring Kit back. At the very least to let him know things Ty couldn’t find the courage or time to say. Things Kit deserved to know.

Almost like Livvy could read his mind, she says: “Don’t even think about it.” Her voice is hard and biting. It feels like an accusation.

“Think about what?”

“Resurrecting him.”

“I wasn’t,” Ty rolls so the blanket wraps around his shoulders tightly, feeling like a child.

“Good. Because Kit was so pissed at you for raising me. I can’t even imagine his fury if you brought him back.” She sighs. “Let him rest, Ty.”

He isn’t in the mood to be scolded about his past mistakes, especially the ones that he still faces everyone morning. Especially the ones he’ll never be able to properly apologize about.

“I can’t anyways,” He admits. Because Ty did think about it. During that first night when everything still felt like it could have just been a nightmare, Ty did think about bringing him back. But the more he thought about it, the more it crumbled in his hands like loose yarn. Despite being a Centurion now, with more access to hidden information and dangerous ingredients, he also knows of the consequences. “I don’t have the means of getting some of the ingredients, and he wouldn’t be there.”

Livvy makes a choked noise Ty chooses to ignore. In Kit’s bedroom, cradled by his comforter that still clings to his smell and guarded by the walls where he hung up posters of Mundane singers and movies, Ty weeps.

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cryptidvoidwritings · 9 months

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instagram story: July 23 and 24, 2023

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alkilli-12 · 1 year

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Since its the World Cup do you think any of the characters are Football/soccer fans? I mean its confirmed that Cameron Ashdown likes soccer. Kit maybe develop a liking for football/soccer since its huge in England. Similarly Thais Pedroso whose Brazilian and its also very huge there could be a fan of Brazil national team they are one of the strongest teams out there. My guess is Manuel villalobos could be too since Football is huge in Spain and they have one of the best teams there. For some reason I could see Simon as a huge Football/Soccer fan so do the Rosales brothers I could see them have small arguements over whose team is better like FC Barcelona vs Real Madrid.

#tmi gang #the dark artifices #twp #kit herondale #simon lewis #tsc #this is so random #thais pedroso #jaime rosales #diego rosales

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denimbex1986 · 8 months

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'The State of the Race

“Barbie” (Warner Bros.), “Oppenheimer” (Universal), “The Last Voyage of the Demeter” (Universal), “The Little Mermaid” (Disney), “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3” (Marvel/Disney), and “Asteroid City” (Focus) are the early standouts for 2024 makeup and hairstyling Oscar nominations...

Transformations win Oscars and Christopher Nolan’s “Oppenheimer” boasts impressive work for turning Robert Downey Jr. into the elderly Admiral Lewis Strauss (during the innovative large-format black-and-white sequences). Downey, who’s a strong Best Supporting Actor contender, portrays the antagonist to Cillian Murphy’s physicist J. Robert Oppenheimer, the “father of the atomic bomb.” This is a film about faces, and Downey looks quite distinguished aged up with white hair and makeup embellishment. The team was supervised by the director’s go-to head of makeup Luisa Abel and hair lead Jaime Leigh McIntosh. There’s also a strong prosthetic component when Oppenheimer imagines the impact of the radiation fallout on the faces of his Manhattan Project colleagues...

Frontrunners

“Barbie” “Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3” “Oppenheimer”...'

#Luisa Abel #Jaime Leigh McIntosh #Cillian Murphy #Lewis Strauss #Robert Downey Jr.#The Manhattan Project #Oppenheimer #Barbie #Christopher Nolan

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ladystoneboobs · 5 months

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possibly incomplete list of asoiaf characters described as having red or even "ginger" hair (or red-gold as opposed to red-brown or ghiscari red-black), never auburn:

mycah, the butcher's boy*

beric dondarrion (red-gold hair)*

lharys, member of the three stooges men-at-arms (wild rust-colored hair)**

unnamed and unfortunate mother of robert baratheon's doomed youngest child, barra (light red-haired mother of black-haired baby)*

tomard aka "fat tom", stark guardsman (with his ginger whiskers)*

horas "horror" redwyne (orange hair)*

hobber "slobber" redwyne (orange hair)*

unnamed red-haired whore leaning out a window the day of ned's execution (presumably not the same as above since she was joking about the king's death)*

melisandre of asshai (deep burnished copper. red and terrible and red.)*

a man called jaqen h'ghar (red on one side, white on the other)*

pug-nosed dancy from chataya's brothel (described as red-haired by tyrion in acok but honey-blonde in asos, so presumably hair dye must have been involved between those book mentions.)**

addam marbrand (hair the same copper color as his horse's mane)*

"ginger-headed" maester frenken*

unnamed beardless ginger youth among theon's crew at winterfell*

ygritte, a spearwife "kissed-by-fire" (bright red)*

arryk aka "left" or "right", lady olenna's red-mustached guardsman*

erryk aka "left" or "right", lady olenna's other, identical, red-mustached guardsman*

lord paxter redwyne (tufts of orange hair)**

anguy the archer of the bwb*

a red-bearded karstark rapist dead in a crow cage at stoney sept*

tansy, innkeeper of the peach in stoney sept*

meryn trant (rust-red hair)*

"red" ronnet connington

mero, "the titan's bastard", former commander of the second sons (bushy red-gold beard)

a red-headed soldier who came with stannis to the wall

shadrich "the mad mouse" (bristly orange hair)*

lord rykker's red-mustached maester

marwyn belmore, lysa's former guard captain (ginger-headed)*

lord benedar belmore with a beard that was "a ginger-grey horror"*

lord orton merryweather (reddish-orange hair)

"the red oarsman", one of euron greyoy's followers (fiery red hair)

unnamed red-haired sailor arriving at port in braavos*

lord clement piper

and his son lewys "little lew" piper, who served as squire to jaime lannister in the riverlands

unnamed red-haired youth who first escaped northward with varamyr from the battle at the wall

one of illyrio's washerwomen (dull red hair)**

jon connington (once red hair gone to grey, still red at the roots and eyebrows even when the rest was dyed blue. also had a bright red beard as a younger man.)**

rolly "duck" duckfield (a shock of orange hair)**

a young man among the wildling refugees at mole's town whose red hair reminded jon of ygritte*

the "sunset kingdoms" girl raped by tyrion in the brothel where he was captured by jorah**

hagen's daughter, only other woman among asha greyjoy's crew

roggon rustbeard, one of asha's men

mully of the nw (greasy orange hair)*

bloodbeard, commander of the company of the cat (fiery red whiskers)

"ginger" jack, a toungeless sellsword of the windblown sent to dany, face nearly covered by his bristly, orange beard

gerrick kingsblood*

and his son*

and gerrick's daughter #1*

and gerrick's daughter #2*

and gerrick's daughter #3*

ronald storm, son of ronnet connington

one of the 7 "choicest" enslaved girls from the yunkish ship who were sacrificed by victarion (red-gold hair)

an enslaved redhead boy in line for a well, asking tyrion about dany**

nail, apprentice to hammer, the armorer for the second sons**

maester tybald, redhaired maester from the dreadfort serving arnolf karstark

valena toland, heiress to ghost hill (bright red hair)

teora toland, valena's younger sister with the same hair

uther shett, knight arriving for sweetrobin's tourney (ginger-haired and whiskered)*

*characters whose hair is described in the povs of starks (or jon snow) who only use the terms auburn or red-brown for catelyn, robb, sansa etc. and do not compare said characters to said tully-haired relations

**characters whose hair is described by tyrion lannister, who spent significant time with sansa and exclusively referred to her hair as auburn (without anyone else telling him her hair color as catelyn told brienne)

the only asoiaf characters ever described as having auburn hair:

catelyn tully stark

robb stark (red-brown/auburn tully hair "so like" his mother's, with a beard redder than his hair)

sansa stark (auburn hair lighter than her mother's, most reddish glowing in candlelight)

brandon "bran" stark (hair not bright red enough for him to distinguish himself from young benjen at first glance in a weirwood flashback)

rickon stark

brynden "the blackfish" tully (once auburn hair gone to grey)

edmure tully (auburn hair with a fiery beard, likely brighter than his hair like robb's)

lysa tully arryn baelish

known tully descendants never described as having auburn hair

arya stark (darker brown stark-colored hair)

hoster tully (hair and beard gone from brown to brown streaked with grey to white as snow)

robert "sweetrobin" arryn (fine brown hair, thought by sansa to be his best feature)

fun fact: the only other character that i can find to ever even be descibed as having red-brown hair in the main series is rowan, one of the spearwives who accompanied mance on his mission to winterfell. (described by theon, who had psychological reasons not to think of any hair-resemblance to robb and co.)

tl;dr i suppose my point here is that auburn hair in the real world may be a term thrown around wildly as a fancier way of saying red hair, but grrm and his westerosi creations seem to keep to a much more specific (true) definition. not just specific, almost entirely unique to a certain family, a weird mutation passing down their line somewhat inexplicably, like the magic platinum hair of the targaryens. (ned stark's 4 tully-haired kids being sorta like alicent hightower's 4 targ-haired kids where nobody can really explain why it was so dominant.) except it's actually more unique to the tullys than either black hair to the baratheons or silver hair to the targaryens, with the velaryons also having valyrian hair as well as some people in the essosi free cities too. which i guess makes rowan the wildling the equalivent of an unknown dragonseed or a lysene woman who could pass as a targ, and regular brown-haired hoster and sweetrobin the equivalent of regular blonde-haired alysanne and alyssa targaryen. so the next time someone calls the tullys lame or whatever, just remember that in-universe they're actually more special than the dragonriders, at least hairwise.

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queenie-blackthorn · 11 months

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nothing sets me crying more than reading the teasers for the wicked powers/the black volume of the dead, so why not overanalyze them and wish for death in the process (i got all of them from the page on fandom)

❗️spoilers ahead ❗️

he kissed each finger, and with each one of them spoken a word. five kisses, five words. his last.

no 🫶🫶 (im hoping this is a flashback gurl plz i hope its not the ‘lightwood death in each series’ thing coming after my life)

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"oh, god, the lovebirds," magnus said, pulling the pillow off his face. "i hate happy couples."

this could be anything tbh but prolly gonna be in tbvotd

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belatedly, she realized something else. "do you... have anything?"

he didnt seem to have recovered from her last comment. "but do you mean - wait, do i have what?"

she slitted her eyes at him. "something important."

"like what? the phone number for the white house?" a moment later, under her withering glare, realization dawned. "oh." his was the expression of someone who has run out of gas in the middle of the desert, miles from help. "i..."

there are literally zero names in this one but i think its gonna be smth w dru and jaime (maybe the eternidad ??) but i swear if it turns out to be a joke imma flip a table

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"what if i just love you? what if i love you but i never touch you or talk about it, what would happen then?"

i think this might happen after a conversation between kit and ty where either kit says “its too dangerous to love me” or “i dont love you” and then ty replies w this

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"well, its a bit ironic, isnt it?"

"what do you mean?"

"all that effort to convince you i wasnt in love with you, and here i am, dying in your arms."

this is gonna kill me i just know it, but i have a feeling its gonna be kit saying the first and third lines and hes talking to ty, and then i can imagine it saying “dont say that,” ty said furiously

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his face crumpled. "he hates me," he said. "all i do is love him, but he hates me, he just hates me, i dont know why."

clearly gonna be ty talking about kit (to either livvy or dru ???)

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there was nothing less sexy than an angry-looking cat on your bed.

okay this is 100% magnus’s pov in tbvotd 💀💀

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"actually, its short for maximum lightwood," said magnus. "as in the most amount of lightwood you can have."

… no comment. actually, yea i do have smth to say. i love magnus.

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"no one who loved you would want you to sacrifice your own happiness."

if we’re going by the thing where kit doesnt want ty to love him for his safety, then someone is gonna say this to kit for sure

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alec was beginning to understand how the slings and arrows of fortune and history had shaped magnus and made him what he was. it was a delightful sort of discovery, as getting to know magnus always had been. magnus was probably the one person in the world who'd never bored him.

im craving more malec scenes please dear god

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"i was thinking about monogrammed towels," said isabelle.

"my name is going to be simon lewis lovelace lightwood," said simon. "no monogrammed towels."

first off, i forgot that simon wants to take isabelles last name

second, his initials are technically S.L.L.L oh my lord

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it was late, and someone was trying to break into the high warlock of brooklyn’s apartment.

magnus bane, the high warlock in question, felt this behavior was rash and foolish. he’d been passed out on his still-made bed, too exhausted to slip under the burgundy and emerald sheets, or even take off his robe, when he heard the noise of his window sliding open. he was grateful for the robe. he felt it would be demoralizing to face housebreakers in nothing but silk pajama bottoms.

also, the housebreakers had done nothing to deserve such a sight.

seeing magnus bane in nothing but silk pajama bottoms is the stuff of dreams

jokes (even tho i meant it with full seriousness) aside, this is definitely gonna be the opening lines of tbvotd. if it turns out to not be, i will never show my face in public again because of how sure i am right now

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allamericansbitch · 2 years

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based on this thread, here is a list of famous people who have supported johnny depp and/or made fun of amber heard. fuck all of them:

Aly & AJ

Alissa Violet (Influencer)

Anitta

Ann Coulter

Ashley Benson

Ashley Park (actress from Emily in Paris)

Auli'i Cravalho (actress from Moana)

Bailey Muñoz

Bella Hadid

Ben Shapiro

Booboo Stewart

Chase Hudson (Lil Huddy)

Chase Stokes (actor from Outer Banks)

China McClaine

Chris Rock

Cierra Ramirez (actress from The Fosters/Good Trouble)

Cody Simpson

Connor Swindells (adam groff on sex education)

Cazzie David

Critical Role

Dakota Fanning

Dakota Johnson

Daniel Ricciardo

Diana Silvers

Dillion Francis (DJ)

Dominic Fike

Dove Cameron

Elle King

Emma Roberts

Florence Pugh

Gabby Douglas

Gemma Chan

Halle Bailey

Henry Golding

Ian Somerhalder

Jaime King

Jamie Campbell Bower

Javier Bardem

Jennifer Aniston

Jennifer Coolidge

Jeremy Renner

Jessie J

JK Rowling

Joe Perry (Aerosmith)

JoJo Siwa

Jordan Fisher

Julian Kostov (actor from Shadow & Bone)

Justin Long

Kali Uchis

Kat Von D

Kelly Osbourne

Kelsea Ballerini

Kyle Rittenhouse

LaKeith Stanfield

Lance Bass

Lennon Stella

Lewis Tan

Lucy Hale

Madelyn Cline (actress from Outer Banks)

Maren Morris

Matthias Schoenaerts

Michael Clifford (of 5 Seconds of Summer)

Molly Shanon

Nicholas Braun

Norman Reedus

Nyane (popular instagram model)

Olivia Jade

Paige (from WWE)

Paris Hilton

Patti Smith

Paul Bettany

Paul McCartney

Penelope Cruz

Perrie Edwards

Phillip Barantini (director of Boiling Point)

Pokimane (Twitch Streamer)

Reeve Carney

Robert Downey Jr

Rian Dawson (Drummer of All Time Low)

Riley Keough

Rita Ora

Ryan Adams

Sam Claflin

Samantha Hanratty (actress from Yellowjackets)

Samuel Larsen

Seth Savoy (Director)

Shannen Doherty

Sharon Stone

Sia

SNL cast and writers

Sofia Boutella

Sophie Turner

Stella Maxwell

Tammin Sursok

Taika Waititi

Tony Lopez

Upsahl

Vanessa Hudgens

Vanessa Morgan

Vanessa Paradis

Vincent Gallo

Yungblud

Zachary Levi

Zedd

Zoe Saldana

Zoey Deutch

People who publicly support Amber:

Aiysha Hart

Alex Winter

Alexa Nikolas (actress from Zoey 101)

Amanda Seyfried

Amy Schumer

Anna Sophia Robb

Bianca Butti (Amber's ex)

Busy Philipps

Chace Crawford

Chloe Morello

Christina Ricci

Constance Wu

Contrapoints/Natalie Wynn

Corey Rae

Dana Schwartz (journalist and writer)

David Krumholtz

Dolph Lundgren

Edward Norton

Elizabeth Lail (actress who played Beck from you)

Elizabeth McGovern

Elizaberh Reaser (Esmé in Twilight)

Ellen Barkin

Emeraude Toubia (actress from Shadowhunters and With Love)

Emily Ratajkowski

Evan Rachel Wood

Finneas

Howard Stern

Ira Madison III

Jamelle Bouie (NYT columnist)

Jessica Taylor, Dr

Jon Lovett (podcaster & former White House speech writer & fiance of Ronan Farrow)

John Legend

Julia Fox

Julia Stiles

Julianne Moore

Kate Nash (singer, actress from Glow)

Kathy Griffin

Kristen Bell

Lauren Jauregui

Lena Headey

Lindsay Ellis (YouTuber)

Lindsay Lohan

Lindsey Gort

Mia Farrow

Michele Dauber (Stanford law professor)

Millie Brady (actress in The Last Kingdom)

Mel B

Melanie Lynskey

Melissa Benoist

Monica Lewinsky

Nathalie Emmanuel (actress on Game of Thrones)

Neil Gaiman (writer of Caroline, American Gods, Good Omens, etc.)

Nikki Glaser (comedian)

Patricia Arquette

Rachel Riley

Raphael Bob-Waksberg (creator of Bojack Horseman)

Robin Lord Taylor

Rian Johnson (director of Knives Out)

Ryn Weaver (singer)

Samantha Bee (comedian)

Sarah Paulson

Sarah Steele

Selma Blair

Sophia Bush

Uzo Aduba

Willa Fitzgerald

Zach Kornfeld (from the Try Guys)

#tp #amber heard #johnny depp #heard v depp

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white-cat-of-doom · 6 months

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Photos from Act I of the 06 October 2023 show in Cast 14 of the Oasis of the Seas, taken by an audience member, who was kind enough to let me use them! Thank you ShiO!

Photos of Act II.

Adam Hearn as Coricopat, Alice Rimmer as Cassandra, Ben Reynolds as Munkustrap, Charlotte Lovell as Victoria, Charlotte Reavey as Bombalurina, Daniel Chesnut as Mistoffelees, Dena Philpott as Tantomile, DevinRe Lewis Adams as Rum Tum Tugger, Gabriela Rodriguez as Sillabub, Hakim McMillan as Old Deuteronomy, Helen Turner as Demeter, Jackey Good as Jellylorum, Jaime Mollineaux as Jennyanydots, Jamie Armour as Pouncival, Joe Hewitt as Alonzo, Joshua Clayton as Plato, Martha-Frances Henry as Grizabella, Matthew Tratch as Tumblebrutus, Rina Punwani as Rumpleteazer, Robert Wilkes as Asparagus/Gus, Samuel Lewis-Wright as Mungojerrie, and Thomas Alsop as Skimbleshanks.

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hellowhisperingstars · 11 months

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The Question

Summary: After starring in the fourth season of Stranger Things, you are at convention and get asked an awkward question at a Q&A. Cue Jamie and you pretending to almost fight over Joe.

Pairing: Joseph Quinn x Costar/Fem!Reader

Words: 869

Warnings: Fluff, Jamie being a dork. Brief mention of nudity. Awkward questions.

A/N: This is the second one shot I wrote for Joe! Please let me know what you think!

You can find more of my stories on my Stranger Things Masterlist!

Or read this story on AO3!

It was an early Saturday afternoon at the convention that you and a few of your castmates are currently at. Right before the pandemic, you had been cast in Stranger Things where you played Francine “Frankie” Lewis, the love interest to Joe's character Eddie Munson. Your time on the show had shot you and your costar Joseph into the bright lights of fame right alongside all of your other costars and to say it was overwhelming was an understatement. Everyone has been so kind, from the cast and crew to the fans. This was your first convention and you were shocked to see how many people had come to see you, given you little trinkets that you will treasure forever, and some have even cosplayed as Frankie. After having spent some time talking, taking photos, and signing autographs for fans you were pulled into a Q&A that also had Jamie and Joe in it. The boys had kept you laughing the whole time easing some of the anxiety you had been feeling.

You threw your head back in a gleeful laugh as you listened to the story Jaime was currently telling about what the weirdest experience he’s ever had on a set was. “I was just laying there, naked, and there were just so many hands.”

Joe laughed as he slouched in his chair giving you an amused look as the rest of the audience laughed with you. Bringing the microphone up to his lips he quipped, “I don’t think anyone's story can beat that one mate.”

“We need to stop letting Jamie go first.” The interviewer said with a laugh as she flipped through a couple of cards in her lap. “Our next question is on the left, I believe. Hello!”

The young lady who stood at the microphone was nervous, her stance told you so. “Hello, my name is Lucy. My question is for Y/N.”

“Hello Lucy,” You leaned forward in your seat, your elbow resting on your knee with your hand holding up your chin as you brought the mic to your lips with your other hand. “I am so ready. Bring it on.”

The girl giggled a bit as she looked at your eagerness to answer her question. “Your character Frankie and Joe’s character Eddie are very close in this new season and even start dating towards the end. I think the chemistry between the two of you is just amazing, so I was wondering if you would ever consider dating Joe?”

The question made your eyes widen for a moment before you blinked your shock away. Of course you had considered dating Joe. You had a crush on him since you both had met at your chemistry reading during the audition process. Taking a deep breath you bit your lip trying to think of something to say.

“You’re awfully quiet Sweetheart,” Joe chuckled at you into his mic. “Making me nervous.”

“I mean,” You laughed scratching the back of your neck as you looked over at Joe. “If Joe was into it. Of course, I would consider dating Joe. Have you seen the man?” You asked, gesturing to Joe who was sitting next to you, making him blush a little. “But unfortunately, if I did it would then become a Scott Pilgrim vs the world situation. Where instead of Joe’s evil exes. I would have to fight Jamie.”

The entire room went up in laughter at your words. Jamie leaned back in this chair as his own laughter joined those around you. Joe was chuckling at the situation you had found yourself in.

“And Jamie has like four feet on me.” You continued with your own laugh. “I mean I’m scrappy but I don’t think I have what it takes to take down Jamie.”

“I’ll give you a fair fight, love.” Jamie said into his mic as he got up off his chair mimicking his rolling up his sleeves.

“You wanna go?” You asked laughing at Jamie as you stood up as well, “Okay, let's go.”

Joe laughed loudly at the display in front of him before he got up stepping between you two holding his hands up. “Alright, alright. Put them away.”

Jamie pointed at you in fake warning, before he smiled at you and Joe before taking his seat.

Joe turned towards you giving you a hug before he pushed you gently back towards your seat. Looking behind him he winked at the girl who asked the question, giving her a smirk. “You almost started something Sweetheart.”

Turning back towards you Joe moved his and your mic out of the way before he leaned down to whisper in your ear. “And for the record. I would be extremely into it.”

You felt your cheeks heat up as you looked at him with a shy smile. Giving you a little nod he kissed your cheek and sat down in his chair again looking over at Jamie with a grin. “You’re a troublemaker.”

“No one’s touching my Joseph without a fight.” Jamie said in a playful way as he looked over at you with his own wink.

Oh these boys. Giggling, you looked back over at Lucy. “Thank you for your question.”

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #joseph quinn #joseph quinn x reader #joe quinn #chocolate button eyes #jamie campbell bower

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