I hope this is good enough to be a phone wallpaper. I also hope this isn’t too nsfw for tumblr. It was. Here is where you can see it.
In my head Steve or one of the Howlies found the mistletoe and brought it back and stuck it at the door of their favorite supply closet (like the one from @doctorhelena ‘s story The SSR Supply Closet Crisis). Then Steve and Peggy were there while the office was pretty empty while everyone was in a pub or spending the holiday with a British family (that was a thing apparently) and one thing led to another and here we are.
I wish everyone health and happiness for the new year.
Thank you @steggyfanevents for organising this lovely exchange.
AGoT was absolutely making some big statementsᵀᴹ re deconstructing unrealistic fantasies and how they make tragedies out of children, with Jon, Bran, and Sansa being the main vehicles for this commentary. They are basically three different versions of GRRM’s critique on the genre. All three had built life expectations based on the songs fed to them as children, but had to have those dreams and aspirations (very) violently shattered as they were thrust into a world that didn’t care how it made corpses out of them. They have all been made victims of fantasy’s violence in a tragic process that is believed to be the natural order.
Sansa realizes in time that the songs didn’t paint the full picture. The singers neglected to warn her that not all handsome princes are kind, and not all knights actually understand the contradictions in the vows they swore; some don’t really care to in the first place. She learns that the handsome prince she loves can brutalize her through the very knights who should protect her (an innocent maiden). Though he doesn’t know it yet, it was Bran’s very ideal that almost killed him. He wanted to be Barristan the Bold, a valiant knight of the kingsguard. But it was a member of this “noble” order that tried to murder him (and thus made his hopes and dreams impossible) because he witnessed him betraying the man and institution he swore allegiance to. And Jon, like Bran, wanted to be the valiant hero. He banked on the songs which propagandized the Night’s Watch and their noble exploits. Then he actually joined the watch and came to learn that this “noble” order is an oppressive xenophobic force; and the contradictions presented when the oppressed (a bastard boy with little social status) unwittingly becomes an oppressor (him initially buying into the propaganda that the wildlings shouldn’t be a protected class).
Once all is said and done, all three children are forced to take on roles that couldn’t be farther from what they envisioned. Sansa is a princess hopping from one tower to the other, forced to cater to the whims of abusive men. Bran is a crippled boy who unlocks a magical power that he doesn’t really care for; he wanted to be a knight not a magician for crying out loud! And Jon does become Lord Commander as he wished, but he is utterly depressed and lonely when he’s made to foreswear family ties and drive his friends away once he gains power over them.
But the cool thing is, in the very same way that fantasy is deconstructed through them, it is also reconstructed and given new meaning as they find a place for themselves in the world in spite of their tragedies. Sansa is still a pretty princess in a tower, but she is learning to be her own rescuer and she has managed to retain empathy and kindness in an environment that tried to tell her how futile it would all be. Bran may be crippled and incapable of becoming Brandon the Bold, but he has reinvented what it means to go on the hero’s adventure and he is beginning to build a role as the Prince of the North. And Jon may be a bastard, yet he has somehow become the living embodiment of what it is to be the valiant prince that little children love to dream about.
He's always watching you. Question is, are you willing to face him if it means facing your mistakes?
After an accident that renders you without your home and your voice, your magic-bound parents pack you and your brother into a wagon and take you back to your homeland. Arshmuria is a desolate and snowy kingdom where the sun is uncommon and visitors even more so. It's the perfect place to hide. To lay low until your mind heals. As time passes, you rebuild your shattered sense of normalcy, and even manage to make a friend. It all seems too good to be true. And just as you suspected, it is. He followed you there. With his arrival, the life you worked so hard to build starts to crumble at your feet. Your brother suddenly falls ill, you begin to have strange visions when you sleep, and the Queen is kidnapped by a rouge magic user resulting in a kingdom wide witch hunt with you in the center. But when the people you’ve grown to care about begin to fall prey to his rage, that’s when you realize that it may be time to make a choice. The past is an enemy that will always find you, no matter how far you run. Will you face it and reach for the destiny that is rightfully yours? Or will you break and help the very thing you were running from plunge the world into darkness. Close your eyes, plug your nose, and make a wish.
Snowflakes and Wishes is a free to play interactive fiction game where choices matter affect which route you end up with in the story. The finished product will contain the following...
Multiple Endings! I just said that.
6 romancable LI as well as 5 poly routes!
A customizable MC! You may choose your gender, pronouns, race, appearance, familiar, and more!
Fight scenes and battles! You are a magic wielder after all.
A huge fantastical world for you to explore!
Many unique characters to meet and befriend(or the opposite?) Be careful though. Some characters will help you and some characters will hurt you.
Your very own kingdom to save(or help destroy...)
Some good old character building trauma! :D
The finished version of Snowflakes & Wishes will be rated 18+ and will not be suited for all audiences. Tigger warnings may include...
Implied and/or described sexual content
References to self harm and suicide
Body Horror
Implied and/or referenced Rape/Non-Con
References to Drinking and/or Drug Use
Inappropriate language
Read at your own risk. This is my very first IF so there will be mistakes in coding. I am also dyslexic, so sometimes words are difficult. If you find any coding or grammatical/spelling errors in the game pls let me know!
A few months have passed since The Boogeyman's defeat, and while Jack Frost has been enjoying his new life as a Guardian, he still wonders about his forgotten past.
(In this AU, Jack never regains his memories, let's say Pitch destroyed them in Antarctica)
However, The Guardians are called into action once again when a strange dark power covers the night sky, blocking out the Moon and the Stars.
But not all the stars, and the Guardians receive unexpected help from Asha, the Spirit of Wishes and her friend, Star.
Asha tells them of the man behind the spell, a man from her past; Magnifico, a sorcerer corrupted by dark magic that Asha has trapped in a mirror for years.Now that he’s escaped, Magnifico is going to try and restore his power by stealing wishes from kids across the globe.
Now Asha, Star, and The Guardians must race to stop Magnificos darkness from spreading.
But things take a drastic turn when it’s revealed that Jack and Magnifico are linked. And the truth of Jacks past will change everything, forever.
Okay so, I made a YouTube channel, and stories I made in Wattpad I get is 0 comments every time I post any video or story so yeah.....sue me and hate me for myself and my YT page along with stories
i was asked for pics so here are a few glamor shots of miss abbey bominable, i love her sooo so much she's absolutely my favorite of the new line. keeping her hair up in a ponytail for now bc it is a bit messy, i do Not know how to style doll hair but i may attempt a braid on her in the future
You get ideas. You get so many ideas. You stumble over them on the stairs, open a drawer to find three of them, none of which you recognize. You can't exist in the world without seeing ideas out the bus window. And then, when you're browsing a forum and see someone asking "where do you guys get ideas?" you can't help but laugh manically (the cat is bothered and leaves your lap) and get yet another idea.
You write them down. Not in the right order and not all at once, but you write and the words build up to something. It's gotta be something. It's always something, right? Even if it's not something right. Because that scene you wrote needs something else to happen first, so you should amend that other scene to the first act. And now you need a reason for that to happen, so you make something up. And now you need to explain why. Why. Why. How.
You finish what you're writing. Eventually, at first, then more consistently as you learn that every ending is a surprise so it's always a new thing when you end a story. And new things are good. It's always hard, though, trapping the ending. It always moves around as you write, you need keen reflexes, a cup, and a small piece of cardboard you can slip underneath it. So, the moment the ending lands, briefly as it is, you can take it, snatch it. And then it's yours.
You start again. Because those ideas aren't doing any good in your head, might as well have them out.