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#But also it doesn't surprise me that he's a clone. Only that he's dead. I feel like this arc ended on a really good note and it propells me
katmaatui · 2 years
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The fact that Mera is High King Mera, amazing, showstopping, I love her and her gender defying ways
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lovelykhaleesiii · 9 months
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Can I request some sort of smut with Prince Regent!Aemond? I can't get him out of my head!!!! I see him being so mean and intimidating on the Iron Throne, like he wouldn't wear the eye patch bc he knows he looks "scary" to everyone in the court without it...except his little wife doesn't find him scary. His sweet wife is willing to fulfill his every need, no matter what that is, and is a good girl for him when he fucks her roughly, and it ends up melting his cold heart. Just a thought 😮‍💨
please the heinous bitch I'll become when Aemond takes this role on, lord forgive me. this is brilliant, thanks for sending in the ask boo xx
hope you love it!
Dearest, Ruthless Husband
PAIRING: Prince Regent!Aemond Targaryen x fem!Wife!Reader
WORDS: 2,432.
WARNINGS: swearing, mentions of cruel!Aemond, degradation kink, p in v sexual intercourse (consensual), oral male receiving, mentions of breeding kink.
A/N - writing this got me so hyped for Prince Regent Aemond!!! I hope you all enjoy, the smut is a little different to what I normally write or go about it, but sue me. Intrusive thoughts won!!!!
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The Dance of the Dragons as most maesters and commoners of King's Landing had dubbed the unfolding family feud within House Targaryen, was beginning to simmer and churn. Brutal words exchanged, promises unkept and broken, and battles ruthlessly fought, both sides began to earn their gains, and yet also face immense losses. The most recent, left the Usurper King Aegon, burnt and beyond repair. The King had succumbed to his bed chambers, in the endless care of maesters, tending to his wounds as he remained unconscious from milk of the poppy. Although the realm staggered on, it needed to be assigned someone to represent the sovereign himself, and no other candidate stood out, other than your royal husband, Prince Regent, Aemond Targaryen.
Before the war had torn through the Seven Kingdoms, you had been betrothed to the young Prince. Paramount in securing an alliance on behalf of the Crown, you had grown doubtful that the marriage would remain fruitful, weary that Aemond merely saw you more as an obligation than an actual human being. Much to your surprise and in favour of the Gods, the Targaryen prince, took a key interest in you, as you gradually began to spend more and more time immersed in each other's sole company. Till proof had been cemented when he meekly admitted his love for you.
"It will be undying, this union, bound to me forever, my love. You will never no of hate nor harm, that I can promise you, my wife to be."
And although, Aemond had always been more of a withdrawn, private man since your first acquaintance, the longer this war prolonged, the more it seemed to have hardened his exterior. The man you'd once soulfully cherished and dreamt of now absent, replaced by a strange clone, the warmth buried inside seemed to have gone out like a candle in the wind.
He did no harm towards you, although, you scarcely saw him. Occasionally, he'd accompany you to dinner, only to be torn away from you, more prominent, urgent matters to attend that broke in the dead hour of the night. The bed had grown lonesome, and you struggled to sleep without his comforting presence and familiar body warmth. Regardless, your safety was still a priority, he made certain that you were around, in his vicinity.
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Nowadays, you often found your husband seated firmly atop the Iron Throne, speaking and acting on behalf of his elder brother, the King. Many a times, he'd often privately disclosed of how he'd envisioned himself instead, given the miraculous chance, he sternly believed he'd be the better choice, "I'm far more suited than the likes of him." And yet, now that his treasonous wish had been granted, the circumstances unfortunate, he did not feel as willing for it. Eager to uphold duty nonetheless, you knew, however, that Aemond loved his family immensely, this including Aegon. They grew together, trained together and fought together. Yet he only now, fully understood the burden in which the crown wielded.
Today was no less different.
Entering the throne room, crowded by those who'd sworn allegiance unto King Aegon the Second, and those in chains, forced upon their knees, for those who had instead sworn fealty to Rhaenyra only to be captured. Aemond coldly observed them from above, the ferocity of the throne, its sharp, steel blades exemplified by his exposed sapphire eye. Since your beloved husband was publicly anointed as Prince Regent, he had taken to the habit of unveiling his lost eye, no longer bearing the notorious eye patch that modestly covered his ailment. He never hid it out of shame, though rather sympathetically as means to not frighten the maidens of the court. Yet the spoils of war had unleashed a crueler side to Aemond, one that you did not sense of its existence, though neither grew fearful of.
"Sided with the false Queen, my elder sister, Rhaenyra Targaryen, you have committed the highest form of treason against the Crown... Cowards and traitors, you shall all face the wroth of the Dragons through me... I do not see it fit to send you all to the Wall, no that would be mercy...Death to the whole lot of you."
His words sent a cold chill through your body, shuddering against his low, unwavering tone. Aemond had always spoken with a steadiness, and that remained unchanged. You could not deny that seeing such a formidable side of Aemond, unlike before, was invigorating. In the haste moments that you were caught in your own bewildered thoughts, with a sway of his hand swatting for the guards to remove said traitors, the out-roar of prisoners begging and pleading before their Prince Regent and the rattling of their heavy chains as they'd been forcefully led away was a chilling memory. After the final few had left to the dungeons below, you'd caught sight of Aemond staring right at you. Mindlessly, a faint smile fell upon your gentle face, and in a few seconds to come, Aemond demanded that all vacate the room, except for you. As the others departed, you walked in the opposing way, strolling closer and closer to where your husband remained comfortably seated, coming to a halt before the stony steps.
Upon hearing the final closing of the main, oak doors, an eerie silence fell upon the void of the room. Aemond's eye turned from the shut doors back down unto your feeble state below, the height and distance made you look smaller, more miniscule.
"You dare to taunt me with that smile, woman? Your presence during court already weakens me so."
"I merely wish to see my husband in all his glory, for it feels like a lifetime that I have not been blessed in his company. If needs be that I must seek you out myself, then so be it."
"Hmm."
Just as you'd taken the first step up, Aemond commanded for you to stop. Caught mid-way, you were startled by his objection as he often never resisted you.
"You think you can go unpunished just like that, do as you please and walk yourself right up here. Simply because you're my little whore?"
You were mildly perplexed by his minor outburst, although with the sly grin strewed across his face and the low deep chuckle he provoked from his own amusement, you knew he was simply taunting you. And yet, being Prince Regent, you had no choice but to obey.
"On all fours woman, I want to see you crawl to me, like the bitch that you are."
Hesitant at first, the burning glare from your husband's end though convinced you otherwise. Now on all fours, you slowly began to mechanic your way up to him, feeling Aemond's grin seething into the tender skin of your back, straight through your gown. Did this amuse him, seeing you grabble for him on the grimy, ancient floor, practically yielding to his every word.
Now at his feet, you remained on your knees, sore palms resting on your thighs, you looked up at him eagerly, a soft smile upon your face. If he thought he could taunt or debase you, he should reconsider.
"Satisfied yet, my dearest?" You meekly interject, your smile growing brighter.
"Not yet. Have you any bright ideas, wife, or must I command you like a hound?"
Although his voice stern, the sly grin remained faintly embedded across his face, and eyebrow perked, eager for your response. Yet your remained endearing, a lustful look across your face, as your hands began to gently make there way up his lean thighs.
"You have worked so tirelessly for the realm, and yet your wife remains lonesome, in her own company. From time to time, my husband is too busy fulfilling the duties of the realm, he seems to have forgotten his duty to his wife. Leaving me to touch myself so desperately... I suppose, I must remind him."
Now your hands reached the buttons of his trousers, Aemond bucks his hips forward, as you undo them, pulling them and his under garments just low enough, that his bare cock strings out. Already glistening at its tip, the sight always left you dumbfounded. His length was greater than average, and veiny, you could sense its palpating throbs against the soft palms of your hands, as you began to stroke its firm state.
"Already hard for me, my Prince. Have you missed me so?"
His pre-cum already spilling from the pinkish tip, you'd noticed the more fasten your pace grew, the firmer his grip tightened on the metal arm rests of the throne. His once-steady breathing now heavier.
"Fuck Y/N. Don't keep me waiting."
A sweet giggle escaped your lips, as his eye and the sapphire gem remained fixated on your kneeling frame below his knees. Soon enough, still massaging his hardening cock, you ease yourself between his thighs, spreading his legs out wider for you to adjust yourself. His wish, his command, you brought your mouth to his cock, in the same, sensual pace, sucking at his cock, feeling the throbs and familiar taste in your mouth.
"Seven fucking Hells," He breathlessly huffed, his chest now heaving against your slow, engulfing motions.
It was undeniable that the tip of his cock was stiffly hitting the back of your throat, regardless of how often this act was done in the privacy of your shared chambers, his length was one you could never quite adjust to, often gagging at it, although now you'd grown familiar to manoeuvre and angle it accordingly.
"That tight, pretty mouth of yours, oh, how I've missed it."
It had been a while since Aemond and yourself had shared these intimate moments only lawful between a man and his woman, since the uprising of the war. The Gods were now charitable, for both your favours were being met.
"Mmm. F-Fuck I'm close, Princess. Straightened up."
The thudding of his hard, long cock you could feel had grown tenser. Pulling out, caused a visceral reaction from him, as you once more, obeyed his command, straightening your posture enough, that the cleavage of your breasts was the main attraction between his thighs. Immediately, he hastily spilled his warm seed over your breasts, causing a mess all over you, some of his wetness had seeped in between the cleavage, whilst the rest glistened against your soft skin, before pooling down, drenching your garments.
"A masterpiece if I ever saw one," He chuckled, as his thumb tenderly wiped away at the remnants lingering over the corner of your moist lips.
"Aemond, I need you dearest," You sulkily yearned, a hand clutching to your clothed cunt, feeling yourself beginning to grow avid, as a long, familiar feeling brew between your thighs.
"Up- Come, my dearest-" His hand smacked against his thigh, as the other held your hand in is lifting you up, guiding you to ease yourself down over him: hastily pulling your layered gown up and tearing your undergarments into two, his firm cock easily finding its way inside of you.
Muffled moans helplessly tore through you, once again, the neediness for your husband's cock, and the long-awaited wait, stimulating you enough. His wetness that coated him, helped to ease himself plunging in, now adjusted, your hips beginning to sway forwards and back over his strong lap, his rough hands held you firmly by the waist, steadying you over him.
"I ought to fuck you senseless, leave you satisfied enough for until the next time I return from battle. Perhaps I ought to fuck a babe into you, my dearest."
Still childless, it was all bad-timing for only a few months after your wedding, the war broke out and Aemond was caught in the haste of it all. He scarcely had time to bed you, although now that his family numbers were dwindling, it seemed a babe was of great importance, an heir for the Prince Regent.
"Y-Yes, Aem- I want your child."
"Your wish is my command, wife. I shall see you swell greatly with child, as many sons and daughters as I see fit."
Earning more helpless cries and screams for your husband, the room echoed with your pleas and Aemond's heavy breathing. You were certain the guards posted outside, would know of the events unfolding from within, and yet no shame. For they'd have to answer to Aemond, and that itself, was a threat.
"Fill this pretty cunt of yours, this cunt that belongs to me. I shall keep you full, as need be."
"A-As you desire, m-my Prince-"
One of Aemond's hands remained supporting your lumbar, snaking its way behind, and the other found its way to your scalp, tugging and pulling at your hair, as your head rocked back in tune to his aggressive motions. Words no longer comprehensible to exchange, Aemond's lips found themselves occupied, lapping and suckling at the sensitive crook of your neck, leaving harsh, red marks across your skin.
"Finish me, Aem. I-I need you to fill me-"
The excitement that had brewed in anticipation for this monumental moment, had finally met its need. Your sweet, hot cum pooled over his sturdy, long cock inside, pooling beneath your gown, and in response, evoked the same pleasurable reaction from your husband. Feeling his hot seed once more, shooting itself inside, coating your walls. You felt certain a child was procreated in that precise moments, though regardless, would pray to the Gods to grant you the chance to bear a healthy babe.
Huffing and puffing, hot, perspiring skin against each other, resting your foreheads against one another, almost in sync, you both exchanged faint, genuine laughter.
"I-I have missed you my dearest. It pains me so, to be away from you so often and for so long. I cherish these moments with you, even catching you lingering in the shadows, watching me."
His sweet words warmed your meek heart, and you knew that your husband was apologetic in some sense, even if he struggled to admit it.
"I know my love, but soon enough, a war always comes to an end. Just be sure, I have you returned to me in one piece, and at my beckon call."
A deep, low chucked echoed from deep inside him, as he bashfully looked down, before returning his sole gaze unto you, your fingers toying with long strands of his platinum hair.
"Even if the Gods have other plans, I will defy them for you, always. I promise to return to you, and if the Mother is willing, a babe in your arms. I love you."
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✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩
All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.
Spider-Man
if you wanna be my lover (you gotta get with my friends) by mindshelter
MJ still remembers Ned’s initial disbelief when Peter—infamous for missing class back in sophomore year, suspended for two weeks freshman year—finished his bit of the group write-up four days early. The work was perfect, and so was Ned's chemistry grade. After that it was Peter this, Peter that, Peter parted the Red Sea, it’s true, MJ, I was there; I saw it. MJ, hey, are you listening?
Then Ned says, “We should invite Peter to join AcaDec.”
or; peter isn’t rock bottom on midtown’s social ladder; he’s underground. friendless, rumoured to get into street fights. ned declares him bestie material anyway, and mj catches feelings.
she also meets tony stark(?) in foodtown, of all places, and makes a spider-man(??) sighting.
M!ik
law of insomnia by thewunderkind
אנחנו נפגשים שוב” "I'm sorry, I do not understand," And then Iruma lowers himself, getting on his knees and bowing until his forehead meets the ground.
Or the one wherein they're soulmates and only Alice is aware of what is happening.
DC
how's it go again? by timdrakesuperspy
Tim Drake's universe is falling apart. He's surprised when he doesn't fall with it, due only to Mr. Mxyzptlk's misplaced feeling of debt. He's even more surprised when the imp crash-land him in the middle of the Wayne family's dinner.
OR: After Tim fails to bring back enough proof that Bruce isn't dead, his life sucks. So of course the universe falls apart. So of course a nosy interdimensional imp decides to intervene and send Tim to a universe unnervingly off from his.
the back corner booth by destiny919
"Hey, Hood," Rhys says seriously. "I've got something for you, but it's a little outside your usual service range."
Jason raises his eyebrows under the helmet. He never gets kids from outside the Alley, if only because they have no way of meeting one of his liaisons, or any reason to trust the Red Hood. "How far outside?"
Rhys smirks. "Not too far. Just Bristol."
Jason really, really hopes his appalled expression is coming through the helmet.
SVSSS
to find an intended (a bit unintentionally) by nyoomerr
It takes about five minutes after they first meet for Shen Yuan to start flirting with Luo Binghe. Aggressively, too, in a way that even some of Luo Binghe’s most frequent bed partners wouldn’t dare to. It’s shocking and infuriating and, unfortunately, Luo Binghe finds himself charmed.
Too bad Shen Yuan doesn’t actually know that his actions come off as demon-flirting in the first place.
Clone Wars
an ill-advised gift by S_C_G
The Senate tries their hand at some regime change in the Mandalore sector.
It doesn't go well.
The Senate tries their hand at sending a gift to better relations and buy some time.
They couldn't have made a worse choice.
Or, the Senate gives the Mand'alor a child. This, quite predictably, backfires.
let me lie with you by MadMothMadame
The War is over. With the Sith conspiracy uncovered, and Sepratists suing for peace, Obi-Wan knew things would not be the same as they were before. Some changes would be for the worse, but when he thought about Cody, and all they had the potential to become now that rank and the weight of war no longer had to stand between them-
Well, some change could only be for the better.
He should have known better.
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Just a random thought that I turned into a prompt.
I've seen a few posts where Danny can shapeshift but usually he's shapeshifting into animals like crows and cats. For this prompt, hear me out... He shapeshifts into a person. Shocking concept I know! But he doesn't shapeshift into any person he shapeshifts into one of the Batfam, specifically he shapeshifts into Dick. Specifically Dick because he's the one I think is least likely to immediately try to murder Danny for being a clone or write it off as a hallucination from sleep deprivation.(*cough*Tim *cough*)
He doesn't shapeshift into Dick because he knows who he is. Danny has no clue who Gotham's vigilantes or the Wayne's are, Amity park was very isolated even before the portal opened. Danny shapeshifted because he was hungry and walking into a restaurant with his own appearance made people act hostile or pitying towards him. He's been called all types of names from Mutant to Troq and has since learned it was easier to shapeshift to get food then to deal with that.
Danny only shapeshifted into Dick because he was one of the first people he saw while walking around Gotham. In Danny's mind he just shapeshifted into a random person he saw on the street the day before. He's just in it to get fast food, he doesn't think anything of it. Though, he is a little taken aback when the cashier casually calls him a dick, but maybe this dude is a regular that's on friendly terms with the staff. Danny got his greasy food and all is well, that is untill he lock eyes with the real Dick who looks confused but not surprised.
The two of them lock eyes and it's like the spiderman meme for a few second until Dick, in a brilliant moment of intelligence decides to give chase... In public.
Danny's not willing to give up his fast food so easily. He is 100% willing to go through a cartoonishly long chase scene for his over salted fries. So it's just Dick chasing Danny with both of them doing circus level acrobatics.
It would just be Dick chasing Danny at full speed like "This is identity theft!"
And Danny snapping back with "Fuck you! Let me enjoy my lunch in peace Dick!"
He doesn't know Dicks name he's just calling him a dick, but this solidifies it in Dicks mind that he is a clone. So when Dick finally runs Danny into a dead end he demands to know who created him. Danny's confused as hell cause the suspiciously acrobatic civilian is calling him clone and demanding to know who made him. Not wanting to deal with being called a clone he responds to Dick's question.
"Uh... my parents created me dude. I'm just a shapeshifter I don't know what to tell you," after saying that he shapeshifts back a shovels a handful of fries into his mouth.
Dick is utterly baffled when his not clone turns into a small fanged child that looks to be about Damian's age when they were first introduced. He's just staring awkwardly as this kid wolfs down food like he hasn't seen a decent meal in months. The entire time Danny's stuffing his face Dick's have a mental debate on whether or not he should take Danny home to Bruce or not. If he doesn't, the severely malnourished child doesn't get a proper meal but if he does bring the kid back he has to admit that he chased a suspected clone in public and ignored the fact the gear he had on him detected the shapeshifters heartbeat in his stomach before he shapeshifted back into his true form. (My personal headcannon that Danny cannot change where his heartbeat would beno matter how big or small he is)
Dick ends up bribing Danny with food to come back with him.
(Sorry if this was bad I wrote this at three am. Also smart bby Danny is my heart and soul!)
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Obi-Wan Hurt/Comfort and Whump Rec 1: Long Fics
Some of my favorite multi-chaptered or longer form fics (>10K). These are whump, sickfics, angst fics, and hurt/comfort with some very general tags and descriptions. Please make sure you note the tags on ao3 before reading.
I tried to tag everyone I could find here on tumblr, but if you see your fic and want a tag, let me know and I'll add it in. To all the writers, thank you for these fics, I have read each of them multiple times and I am fucking in love with all of them.
Here we go, in no particular order:
Good Man of War - scrapathon
Codywan, OC clones and medics, 16.2K
This fic is so well written and it has some really well-characterized OC clones, including clone medic Zero, as well as a bit of codywan (which I can't resist).
Things Hidden, Things Forgotten- sospes
Codywan, Zygerria/Kadavo arc, 23.5K
This writer has some of the best codywan fics on their roster, but this one absolutely destroys me everytime. This fic covers Zygerria and gets into some of the emotional aspects of the experience for Obi-Wan.
Shoulder the Sky - @kcrabb88
Quinobi, rewritten ending for Palpatine, 149.4K
This fic is part one of the Shoulder the Sky Verse series and is one of my favorite fics of all time. This fic is incredibly detailed, and every character get's their time in the spotlight. The Obi-Wan whump is absolutely delicious, and lasts basically the entirety of this fic. The plot follows Obi-Wan's discovery of the identity of Darth Sidious and how this changes the course of the end days of the Clone Wars.
Whispers from the Dead - @kcrabb88
Quinobi, PTSD and medical trauma, 210K as of 8.14.2023 (WIP)
Another part of the Shoulder the Sky Verse series (please read the fic above first). This fic is a WIP and every time there is a new chapter I drop everything to read it. Equally as emotionally damaging, equally as much whump, and equally perfect characterizations of every single character. I won't spoil the plot, but it's a perfect continuation of the series.
Gaping Hollow - Walpger
Gen - Obi-Wan, Cody, and Ahsoka, Force-exhaustion and hypothermia, 18.1K
Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, and Cody are trapped in a cave on the ice-planet Vandor and Obi-Wan uses the Force to keep them both warm and alive. This leads to impending Force-exhaustion. This is one of the earliest Obi-Wan-centric h/c fics I read and I love how the author describes Obi-Wan's use of the Force.
Enforced Convalescence - @swbumblebee
Gen - Obi-Wan, clones, and Jedi, sickfic/illness and fluff, 12.5K
Obi-Wan is ill and requires babysitting because he doesn't really know how to rest. This fic is endlessly soft, and Obi-Wan gets taken care of for once in his life. This author writes delightfully soft fics and this one is one of my absolute favorites.
Uja Nejah - @ijustreallylovedaredevil
Gen - Obi-Wan, OC clone medic Stim, clone troopers, Cody, diabetes and medical accuracy, 34.2K
Possibly my favorite fic of all time? Perhaps? Anything by whitchry9 is pure gold and this fic is only one example. This fic follows Obi-Wan's journey through his life as a Jedi diagnosed with diabetes. Deliciously whump, and my favorite OC clone medic, stim. You might as well read the whole series: a series of fics in which Obi Wan Kenobi having a disability somehow saves the galaxy
Iviin’hiibi te Tuur - @ijustreallylovedaredevil
Gen - Obi-Wan, OC clone medic Stim, clone troopers, Cody, epilepsy and medical accuracy, 16.4K
Surprise, surprise, yet another whitchry9 fic. This one is about Obi-Wan's life with epilepsy. This fic also has Stim and has a few extra oneshots that can be read with it.
every shadow - @kenobster
Gen - Obi-Wan, Anakin, Rex, Ahsoka, Cody, 501st, Zygerria/Kadavo arc and recovery, 34.9K as of 8.14.2023 (WIP)
This fic is a WIP and at 3/9 chapters, so I am going to to use part of the author's summary here: "during the mass casualty event following Kadavo and Zygerria, Obi-Wan and Anakin seek ways to cope with trauma." I am absolutely glued to this fic, and have already read all three chapters multiple times.
Finding Obi-Wan - @stolen-pen-name23
Gen - Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka, amnesia and angst, 86.8K
For the record, I think I read the entirety of this fic in one day because I just couldn't put it down. In this fic, Obi-Wan loses his memory and finds himself in the lower levels of Coruscant.
something inside this heart has died (you're in ruins) - revanchxst (BadWolfGirl01)
Codywan (implied or pre-slash), Zygerria/Kadavo arc, 22.6K
In this fic, Cody joins Obi-wan on the Zygerria arc rather than Rex. Very painful with a sprinkling of codywan. 1000 kudos for this fic.
The Consequences of a Crash - happygiraffe
Gen or pre-slash Obi-Wan & Anakin, crash-landing injury/infection, 44.9K
ALRIGHT. Alright. This is the first long-fic I read in this fandom, and remains one of my favorites to this day. Delicious whump, a really wonderful look at Obi-Wan and Anakin's relationship, especially as Anakin has just become a Jedi Knight. I reread this one at least once a month.
See My Dreams All Die - @hellotemporaryuniverse
Obi-Wan & Cody (implied codywan), torture by Darth Sidious, 34.7K
This fic is absolutely brutal in the best way. In this fic, Anakin dies and Sidious is looking for a new apprentice. Such good whump.
From the Same Stone - @kckenobi
Gen - Obi-Wan & Anakin, concussion and poisoning, 8.1K
I'm already breaking my own rules, because this fic is under 10K, but this fic is one of my favorites and it's just long enough that it felt like it should be included on this list. In this fic, Obi-Wan and Anakin get trapped in a mine and are slowly ingesting a toxin.
|to failure, sweet victor| - littlekaracan
Codywan, angst and physical fights, 20K
This fic is as fucking bittersweet as it gets. Absolutely destroys me with every read. This fic follows Obi-Wan and Cody on Tatooine, but Cody's chip can't be removed until it has deteriorated to a certain point. As a result, sometimes Cody isn't quite himself.
battle scars - series - @calltomuster
Gen - Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, and Anakin, PTSD and medical trauma, 27.2K
This series gets into some of Obi-Wan's medical trauma and why avoids medical treatment. I can't get enough of the OC clone medic, Fuzzy, and I love how well the author writes Obi-Wan's PTSD.
shoulder the sky - series - Night_Fury
Codywan, Cerasi & Obi-Wan Kenobi & Nield, Qui-Gon & Obi-Wan, PTSD, temporary death, recovery, 196.1K
What can I say about this series? Probably too much. You will just need to read it to find out. Just read it.
chronic conditions - @deniigi
Codywan and clones, epilepsy and chronic illness, 13.1K
Yet another epileptic Obi-wan fic, this one through the lens of Kix and Cody. I am absolutely mesmerized by how this author writes, and I keep going back to this one over and over again.
Six Times Ahsoka Thought Her Grandmaster Was Dead, and the One Time He Actually Was - @pandora15 and lazarusII
Gen - Obi-Wan & Ahsoka, deathfic, 12.3K
The title says it all. You will be in pain.
heavy off a golden hue - @catboydogma
Codywan, hanahaki and chronic illness, 36.7K
This is a series which looks at Obi-Wan's life with chronic Hanahaki. This is such an amazing series, another set of fics I read in one sit-down.
Suddenly this is defeat - ealcynn
Gen, Landing at Point Rain and major injury, 13.3K
This fic is in first-person POV and does an incredible job of portraying Obi-Wan's perspective on the events based on the episode Landing at Point Rain.
This incessant snow - ealcynn
Gen, Landing at Point Rain and major injury, 20.7K
Part two to the above fic. Another extremely well-written fic. I absolutely adore the way Obi-Wan is written.
We Can Be Beautiful - OuzoAthena11
Codywan, panic attacks, 23.2K
The fic summary on ao3 says it best, "Five times Obi-Wan deals with anxiety or a panic attack and one time he causes minor anxiety in someone else." Really well written and soft fic.
Count My Little Scars I've Got Dozens Inside - nuclearturtle
Codywan (as adults), angst and de-aging, 27.1K
A de-aged Obi-Wan fic where Dooku attempts to gain his trust, but inevitably, doesn't. Very angsty. Extremely angsty.
Conjuring Miracles - @kcrabb88
Gen - Obi-Wan, Leia, Tala, Vader, PTSD, 29.8K
Another one by this author. In this fic, Tala doesn't get to Obi-Wan in time, and he ends up being taken with Leia to the the inquisitor base. There, he encounters Vader.
Rapture - @galateagalvanized
Codywan, depowered character, 62.5K
I think the summary on ao3 says it best, "An independent terrorist cell has developed a weapon capable of severing the bond between a Jedi and the Living Force. They test it on High General Obi-Wan Kenobi." Wonderful whump mixed with a great story, and of course, codywan.
Always Gold - happygiraffe
Gen - Obi-Wan & Anakin, terminal illness/cancer, 10K
In this fic, Obi-Wan is dying of cancer and just wants the best for his padawan. Prepare yourself, this one hurts.
As an Obi-Wan whump writer myself, I can't help but throw a couple of my own here (not that these are by any means on par with the quality of the incredible fics above). I have linked a couple below if you are interested:
orbit me slowly
Codywan, burns and recovery, 15.3K
After an injury leaves Obi-Wan down and out, he realizes that time isn't as unlimited as he once believed
green is the colour
Codywan, sickfic and injury, 14K
Obi-Wan, sick with the flu, is cornered by hundreds of droids. Cody and Anakin come to his rescue, but there is unresolved tension between them.
Hope you all enjoy this list!
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winkliee · 9 months
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Hello I'm back! How are you? I really loved your first Hantengu's clones fic ! Your writing is really amazing !
Could I request some Yandere Hantengu's clones when they first find out about their s/o ? How would they become obsessed with them ? It can be either separate or together !
If you're too uncomfortable with this request, could you maybe write the same but without yandere please ?
The reader can be either gn or fem, it doesn't matter to me !
Thank you again and have a good day/night ! 🫶
i am so happy you liked it! ty for your request!! hope you are having a good day!
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yandere hantengu clones finding out about their s/o!!
warnings: yandere theme, blood/gore, slightly suggestive, mentions of stalking, smut in karaku's part, y/n is seen in different professions and perspectives
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sekido!!
he found you out after following some slayers for a surprise attack. you were a nurse at the infirmary, and once he laid his eyes on you, he was in awe. you had a charm, and it worked like magic on him, not only him, but also the others. he didn't complete his mission then, if that leads to you and the others relocating to a safer place? every night he would sneak back to a safe hiding spot, and watch you through your window. by now, he knew your exact routine, since you were so punctual. he would stay all the time you were sleeping, once even burning himself in the sun as he was late to move out. he burns in unimaginable rage when he sees you tending to other slayers, while he cannot receive the same treatment. his jealousy was fueled even more when he saw you concerned over the plight of a missing slayer, someone he had butchered to death just that day, the stench of blood on his hands stronger than ever.
"i will definitely have you only for mine one day," he promises to himself.
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karaku!!
karaku must be grateful to daki and gyutaro for guiding his trip in the red light district. how else would he have met you? you were cute, an oiran, and utterly beautiful. he wanted to know her even more, also going to the extent of teasing daki that you were more beautiful than her, when he got to know that you and daki weren't on good terms, he was underwhelmed, since he wanted to get introduced to you. soon enough, he understood he was falling for you, whenever he would get jealous hearing your moans from other men pleasuring you, while he stood outside your window, his hands palming his erection. there was some sort of excitement in this which he felt, which even dragged on to the moment he killed the men who came out from your bedroom, as he would not keep any man who came out from your bedroom alive. he hopes one day he can lay his hands on you, as your customer, and make you his forever.
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aizetsu!!
[can't imagine aizetsu as yandere but here we are]
he knew he was doomed from the moment he laid his eyes on you. you almost killed him, and he-he likes you now? he was embarrassed and ashamed with himself as he blushed to the scars you gave him, deliberately not healing them. he started lurking around close to the corps location, checking on your whereabouts, when he was heartbroken to see you already having a lover. he tried to console himself but he couldn't, only watching both of you share kisses and hugs in the vicinity of your bedroom, while his heart burns with jealousy. he wants you to be happy, even though he often finds himself crying on lonely nights, being sure that muzan kibutsuji would kill him if he came to know of his "love story". but all hell broke loose when he saw you two having a quarrel, and he was shouting at you, while you cried. aizetsu was filled with so much rage, he would not let anyone hurt what is his, let alone her lover. as he came out of their house, aizetsu came out of nowhere, punching him, strangling him and almost leaving him half dead when he realized what he had done. he fled, but somehow the stench and sight of blood in his hands made him happy, until he saw you crying for him, and not for aizetsu, when his heart was broken again.
"someday would surely come when you will cry for me, and that day i am even ready to accept death."
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urogi!!
his emotion of joy changes to sadistic pleasure as you scream into his ears and scratch him, telling him to release you. but he won't. after all he has won you. why did he take all the trouble, from following you helping your family bring logs from the forest to seeing your stomach rise softly as you breathe, of course all of this is to win you. although he does regret not getting to consume your now dead family, it would have been such a meal for him. but now he is satisfied with you, as he laughs as you helplessly cling onto him, while he flies high in the sky, taking you to somewhere only he knows.
"you are mine now princess," he says lovingly with a smile on his face, "although i might break a bone or two if you try to escape."
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thank you for reading. likes and reblogs are appreciated.
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soulcorra · 2 years
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Obi-Wan sometimes forgets that Anakin and Ahsoka are not younglings anymore.
Like, during the war, when it just started and he and Anakin were only getting used to it, Anakin would often fall asleep while he was writing reports. And Obi-Wan would just pick him up to carry him to his room and Anakin would wrap all his limbs around him and cling to him like a monkey.
When Obi-Wan picks up Ahsoka for the first time, she sprawls all over him and snores into his neck.
And he gets some side-looks at first, the clones are surprised to see such displays between their Jedi. But Obi-Wan just smiles and keeps going, shifting Anakin a little so his neck won't hurt when he wakes up.
And then he starts doing it to the clones as well.
One day he randomly found a clone sleeping in the hall and picked him up, armor and weapons and all, and brought him to the barracks. The men who were there at the time almost fainted when their General strolled in casually and asked where was their brother's bunk.
No one believes them then they later speak about it in the mess hall.
Cody almost has a heart attack the first time he sees it happen. Like, this is his superior officer, his General, the High General of the GAR and the member of the Jedi Council carrying one of his man bridal stile!
It was pretty early into the war and Cody was serving under Obi-Wan's command for only a couple of months, so he was absolutely certain he would hear at least some comment or even an order to punish the man. After all, he must have fallen asleep on duty.
But there's nothing.
Obi-Wan didn't even mention it. He just smiled at the clone the next time he saw him and asked if he was getting enough sleep now.
It just keeps happening. The war is ruthless, after all.
Obi-Wan carries Anakin, Ahsoka and the clones all around the ship to get them to comfortable sleeping places. Everyone get used to it fast. Some clones even make it a competition to fall asleep in the weirdest places to see if Obi-Wan would find them.
He does, every time.
The clones get comfortable around Obi-Wan very fast, seeing that he's not exactly what the Kaminoans promised them the Jedi would be. Sure, he's calm and wise and very nice and absolutely terrifying with his lightsaber but he's also kind and warm and friendly. They joke with him, even tease him. He smiles and returns the favor. And then Wooley accidently calls Obi-Wan 'Dad' after receiving an order.
Anakin thinks it's hilarious and teases them both. Until Obi-Wan reminds him how he called Master Yoda 'Grandpa'.
That shuts him up.
But soon after, Obi-Wan randomly drops adoption papers on the table in the middle of the briefing and says that he signed them already and everyone who wants can do the same, they just need to write their name in and it's done.
That's how he adopts the whole 212th except Cody, who looks him dead in the eye and asks him out.
He says yes.
And since the 212th now are considered Stewjoni, the rest of the clones get the citizenship automatically as they're all family.
Anakin sulks and doesn't talk to Obi-Wan for a week until a very confused Ahsoka asks him why.
"No, I'm very glad that our men have rights now, but he didn't even ask me if I wanted to be adopted too! I didn't even know the Jedi were allowed to do it."
"But he adopted you like, ten years ago?"
"WHAT"
"Oh, he asked me a few weeks after I became your Padawan if I wanted to become your sister too. I said yes, by the way."
Which leads to this-
"Why didn't you tell me you adopted me!"
"But I told you, remember, after our second swimming lesson?"
"I THOUGHT YOU WERE JOKING"
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rosaletarosie · 1 year
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"Give me monkey hcs"
"Angst or no angst?"
"angst"
-lmksimp
Your wish is my command >:')
YOU ASKED FOR THIS! >:'(
Hope it helps your motivation though ! ^^
( I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED ANOTHER VERSION OF THIS AND I LOST OF MY PROGRESS DJSJEKSNWJS )
@lmksimp
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Category: headcanons
Fandom: lmk
S/O Gender: gender neutral
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The sun and moon duo reacting to their S/O's death
Let's start with..Sun wukong !
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Oh shi-
Welp..let's start this! I hope I don't cry-
Soooo...let's say that wukong has been calling you on for hours now and you haven't been picking it up
He thinks that your just busy and forgot to tell him but what he didn't realize is that you were already killed at your apartment and he didn't know about it
An hour later mk called wukong telling some kind of bad news, he rushed over to where mk was and he was at the police station
He thought mk did some kind of misunderstanding but it was far more worse..
He wore his disguise and went inside the police station, there he saw mk crying and mei comforting him
He gets closer to mk and asks what happened..this is what mk replied "monkey king I..S/O.." he mumbled, "WHAT?! WHAT HAPPEND TO THEM?!" wukong replied
Mk wiped his tears and stood up and gives his mentor a soft hug, "S/O is...gone monkey king.."
AND NOW THIS IS WHERE THE HEADCANONS BEGIN AND ALSO HIS VILLIAN ARC STARTS XJSNSJS
Once he heard about the news, he knew someone killed you because I mean who would kill the only thing HE loved? It could have been someone who he didn't have good relations with or a vengeance scheme?
The first thing that came to his mind was macaque..he thinks macaque was the one that killed you
He went to see macaque but he would never realize that macaque would actually be this..honest before, macaque explains that he was not the one who killed his lover because he knows that he would be dead by now if he did..
Once wukong came home to flower fruit mountain without a lead he goes on a RAMPAGE!
After he went on a rampage he just sat down..looking at the sky..crying...
He will never feel the same again without you..
He doesn't want to fall in love again..if it means losing someone mortal again..
He..he could have given you a immortal peach as soon as he could but he didn't...it's his fault..it's his fault..
Next up..the six eared macaque !
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Wish me luck trying to survive while writing this yall
Anyways..I believe that macaque would have already known in before anyone knew you were missing and assassinated
He sends out his shadow clones to check if you were alright but..he was too late..
OH HE DEFINITELY BLAMES HIMSELF FOR NOT PROTECTING HIS LOVER AHAHHAHA
He would hide away and lock himself in a room and all he will think about is who and how someone would kill the only good thing that happened to him in his entire life
He would probably think that it was wukong but declined it because he knows that he isn't the type of person to kill his lover...right?
He then visits wukong to reassure himself and by his surprise wukong actually wants to help him
Wukong told him that he will help him since his S/O actually helped him on some tough times
But when they have no leads macaque retreats back to his base and screams and punches the walls and then have a breakdown
....he would never thought he would lose something so important to him..he tried but..I guess it wasn't enough..
Of course it wasn't enough..when was it enough anyway..?
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Why did I have to make macaque's last part WAY TOO RELATABLE WJSKJWJSWJ
Anyway I really hope you enjoyed it <33
Also sorry if it's too short :')
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I also want to rant about AFO’s death cause WHAT?? Excuse me, but why was it Bakugo who kills him?? Isn’t AFO supposed to Izuku’s villain?? The whole reason OFA exists was for the sake of defeating AFO and saving people, so tell me why it was Bakugo who kills AFO!! It should have been Izuku who defeated AFO, not Bakugo!! I can understand if Hori did a team up with Izuku and Bakugo to defeat AFO, like I would get that cause teamwork makes the dream work, but for Bakugo alone to kill him?? It’s infuriating!! AFO vs Izuku was the big moment!! I’ve literally been waiting for it!! I wouldn’t have even cared if the final match with AFO vs Izuku disproved DFO, but now that’s gone!! I’m sorry, but I can’t accept AFO’s death cause he was supposed to be the final boss for Izuku. There has been a clone theory going around for AFO, though, where the AFO we see fighting rn is a clone and that the real AFO will show up at the end. I was a bit skeptical of this theory at first even if that would help my case with AFO not being dead, but I saw someone mention that in one of Hori’s previous manga the main villain, who happened to be the main character’s dad (big surprise there), had a clone of darkness power and now I have bit of hope towards this theory. Honestly, Hori is disappointing me a lot lately. First with that awful name, Bruce, then AFO’s death, and then Hikage being stolen.
On another note, even though I was upset about Hikage being stolen, it proves that AFO is related to Izuku. Since Danger Sense is stolen, it means that the 6 other quirks that Izuku has should be considered separate quirks and not one quirk mixed in OFA. This means that Izuku’s body is holding onto 7 quirks (let’s ignore that Danger Sense got stolen) and lets not forget that all those quirks are overpowered, so how is Izuku able to hold onto all these quirks?? Why isn’t he dead or braindead?? The only explanation is if Izuku has the ability to hold onto multiple quirks, and the only other person who is capable of doing that is AFO so they have to related in some form.
I had similar feelings about AFO's last battle. Also, Katsuki fighting a baby was just...lame. Even a dangerous baby still doesn't look like a scary opponent. Just pathetic and weird. Some weird narrative choices were made this arc. However I must admit it was funny that All for One died as he lived, completely without any dignity.
That argument can be added to the list of DFO evidence from fanfiction. However, I don't know if we can decisively say yet that Izuku's body can handle multiple quirks. Maybe Horikoshi just plans to put Izuku into a coma later. Also there was something about quirkless people being the only ones who can handle OFA, although I'm not clear on that because Aoyama can't even safely handle his one quirk.
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Whump Meme
"Stop crying and listen to me,"
Sooo you let me choose a character (which was hard because I'm not the imaginative type, you know!) and... for whatever reason, I chose Omega from The Bad Batch. So here's my small contribution, thanks a lot for the ask! If anybody still wants to do this, here's the whump meme (pleeeeease give me a pairing or a character, I'm so lost!) 😂
"Stop crying and listen to me."
There’s something in the man's voice that makes Omega look up. Something familiar. His words are firm, but almost any adult would speak like that; above all, they contain a certain authority. The man doesn't look like a soldier, but looks can be deceiving, especially in these times.
"I didn't cry," she says, wiping her face fleetingly with her hand. 
It's not a genuine lie. It's okay not to always tell the whole truth. Tactical. She clings to this thought, because it connects her to her past, to something she wants to return to. Someone, rather. The thought stings, but it also causes a warm feeling in her stomach. How peculiar. Omega doesn’t dwell on her train of thought. Times are hard on everyone, and she can do this. She will survive.
"That's alright," the stranger replies, "you must be scared. I'm sure you've been separated from your parents."
She looks up at the man, thinking, if you only knew. But then again... what is clone force 99 if not the closest to Omega's abstract idea of parents? She takes a deep breath. This man only wants to help, and that is rare in these times. In all the chaos around her, fire and screams and blood and rubble, she just seems like a frightened child. And maybe there actually was a weak moment. Not because of the attack that hit this planet out of the blue and abruptly interrupted her search for information, for answers, for the possible whereabouts of her unit. 
She has been alone for weeks, separated from her friends, her family, her bad batch. Now they carry this designation like an award, and Omega is one of them, and she’s proud of it. Whatever her purpose was, and it was probably not a good thing, is forgotten, because together they all make it a good thing.   The thought almost makes her eyes moist again. Almost. But it's good if the man in front of her, holding out a hand - she must have fallen during the last impact - thinks she's a child. Harmless. 
Omega takes the man’s hand, thanks him and looks around. Chaos everywhere. Perhaps there will soon be nothing and no one left here, and her search will come to another dead end, but that can't stop her. It must not. The pit of her stomach burns, but that's not fear. It must not.
"Where do you belong?" asks the stranger. 
His question is innocent, but is he harmless? Omega can't trust anyone, not even the kindness of a stranger. That's what Hunter would advise her to do. Echo would suggest gathering all the facts, Tech would agree with him, and Wrecker... well, he'd say that if nothing else helps, you can always shoot your way out. Or punch, Omega thinks, because she doesn't have a gun. 
And Crosshair... Most of all, and this is surprising, it hurts to think of Crosshair. He has made his decision, and so must Omega. But that doesn't mean she has to forget him. Because Crosshair, that much is clear, would have some very specific advice for her. 
Follow your orders.
Omega straightens and smiles at the man, a shaky little smile, but a genuine one. 
Trust no one. Follow your orders.
"Oh, but my family is back there," she says with convincing astonishment. 
She feels a little sorry for the man, because maybe, just maybe, he really is just being friendly. Really just someone who wants to help another person in need. Omega keeps that in mind, because she knows compassion is another thing that sets her apart from the ordinary clones, and that's important.
But now she enthusiastically points to a group of chalactans frantically turning a corner just a few blocks away. People are running everywhere, and only now does Omega hear the sirens. An opportunity, that's all she can think about. 
The man looks skeptically in the direction indicated, and Omega doesn't want to give him time to realize that she doesn't really look like a chalactan. She jumps up, she runs; briefly turns around and shouts a cheerful "Thank you". Her legs are often faster than her mind, but it usually works. Five streets and a pile of rubble that she has to laboriously climb over later, Omega turns around. There is no one to look out for her; she is just a child wandering around aimlessly like everyone else trying to get to safety. 
There is no safety, there’s only the Empire, and they’re still looking for her. It’s a crushing thought for somebody so small, an overwhelming thought causing a searing behind her eyes. She’s alone, and that’s a burden for most people. 
Only that Omega isn’t most people.
Fear can be transformed into determination. Another lesson from her friends. Omega looks at the smoldering wreckage all around, and the noise and screams and wailing of the sirens become quiet inside her. She looks up at the smoke-filled sky with dry eyes.
Follow your orders, she thinks. There is no one who can command her now, and there is no command. There is only Omega, and she gives herself an order. 
Find them.
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A Whovian Watches Star Trek for the First Time: Part 061 - Baby Trip
Star Trek: Enterprise - Season 3 Episode 10 - Similitude
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So the cold open of this one was shock to me. Trips funeral was not something I was definitely expecting to see when I put on the episode. Thankfully, after the episode does jump back two weeks, so they didn't kill off a member of the core cast off screen.
So Trip doing another neuro-pressure season with T'Pol, and when they're called over to man their stations. Enterprise is suffering a lot of engine problems, and an explosion in the engine takes Trip out of commission. Because Trip is unconscious Phloxx suggests growing a clone for a partial transplant purposes, and that may be Trip's only chance to survive. Archer approves, but is bothered with the ethics of it. The moment cloning got brought up, I figured out the opening was probably a switcheroo, and that the body would be the clone, not the original Trip.
Whether growing clones for the sole purpose of medical transplants is a concept and analogy for bodily autonomy almost as old as Sci-Fi itself, so I was really interested to see how the episode would tackle it.
Phlox being a really good dad is really wholesome, I loved his scenes with Baby Sim in the montage of him growing up. Apparently Sim can even access Trip's memories too. Sim is entirely identical to Trip in every way. We also got to a bit of Archer's parenting style while Telling Sim about his purpose. The actor who played Sim as a kid also did a pretty good job at portraying a subtle kind of sadness at the realisation that he's a clone.
It was really interesting to see Trip and T'pol relationship pushed forward even with Trip out of commission, and having Sim basically confess love on Trip's behalf is a unique kind of development. Sim has all of Trip's memories, but Trip doesn't have Sim's, he has no idea this conversation happened. He even gets a kiss from T'Pol at the end which is more process than anyone else the show has tried to set her up with has made.
After a scene where Sim saves enterprise from a predicament, Phlox figures out that Sim won't survive the transplant. Archer and Phlox need to chose between Sim and Trip, and the episode really starts digging into it's premise
Like I said early, this kind of concept is really common for Sci-Fi, especially when cloning is involved, because it is a really good question explore bodily autonomy, the definition of humanity and a lot of other really interesting ideas. Doctor Who's done it a few times, it wouldn't surprise me if the other Star Treks have done similar plot lines, you could argue it goes right back to the birth of Sci-Fi as a genre with Frankenstein. This episode does it really well, and it balances the issues of Sim's humanity and his bodily autonomy really well. I was expecting it to focus on one topic or the other, but that balance really hit. I wish we could have spent a bit more time on it, but, but episodes have time limits.
Archer is dead set on completing the procedure, so Sim starts locking down the ship, to run away, then realised he doesn't have anywhere to go. In the end, Sim agrees to the procedure, and honestly it's really sad. The only reason he agreed was because there wasn't anything else for him. His final scenes were heart-breaking. And I'm really glad we didn't see the original trip wake up after the surgery, it allowed Sim's death to be Sim's death.
This was a really good episode. I'd put it as one of the best so far, this one hit hard.
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clone-lover · 1 year
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A Tang of Blood
Echo x g/n reader
Tags: angstyyyyyy
This one isn't my best but most of the return stories degraded the way echo looked after the citadel and I really don't like that so I made one excluding the negative remarks while keeping the whole sad "you were dead" trope and insecurities.
Master list
"He is scitish. Don't expect the same clone you knew before." A soft kaminoian voice lead you to the med bay while briefing you on Echos new mannerisms. "It is also a possibility he forgot you. Amnesia following acute stress is not uncommon for the clones."
Your stomach sank. Before the citadel you and him were very close. If time allowed, he would have asked you out. Unfortunately time ran out quicker than expected.
You enter the med bay just as the medic was leaving. There was a surprising lack of med droids and troopers. There was a curtain that prevented you from seeing the man you once loved.
"I will leave you two. One on one is better for his phycological health. If anything happens there are guards out side." Then the kaminoian left.
Some how that made your stomach sink worse than before. Forgetting you was one thing, but attacking you? You knew what he was capable of. Not to mention, the title of arc trooper that he brandished was not something often given away.
Once you came into view, you saw him laying on the table. He laid stiff and uneasy while staring at the ceiling. His mind was flooded with God knows what and his focus was not one to deter at your presence.
"Echo." You choked out his name. Fear and sadness groped at your throat. He jumped at his name but enviablity looked your way.
"My love." His face softened and his hazel eyes began to burn with tears. You shared in the burning but quickly formed tears the longer you looked at him.
The tears were not for the way he looked. You could care less. If you actually cared about the way he looked you would have dated the whole GAR but he was more than his looks and body. He was always more than that to you.
"You're alive." You muttered, holding back an ocean. He sat up and walked towards you. The maroon med gown always looked so good on him. His muscle had decayed and this action was difficult. "I thought you were dead-" wave after quick wave, the ocean rushed from your eyes. You pulled your hands to your face in an attempt to hide and push back the ocean. Instead, Echo softly pulled you into him, which of course made it worse.
"Me Too," he relaxed his head on top of yours. He let out a choked laugh. "I wish I was now. That would be the only thing to relieve this headache." You didn't laugh, you couldn't. "I'm sorry, my love. I never wanted to hurt you."
You cried harder now for two reasons. The first being the Echo you knew was back. He would always try to make you happy and if he couldn't he would apologize. No matter who's fault he would apologize and try to right it.
The second reason is he blames himself for the capture. As if he faked his death and purposely made you a blubbering mess now. Parts of you wanted to be mad at him. He was the victim here and had no need to apologize. Instead of voicing your anger you took a moment to gain composure before continuing.
"It's not your fault. I'm not upset." You took his face in your hands, "I was just scared. It doesn't matter now because your here and I love you."
Shock and worry flooded his face. Neither one of you had shared those words before. Even though you couldn't care less about his new body he felt like less of a man. He failed to understand how someone like you could love him. But that was never a question for you. Even though his self doubt was screaming at him.
"I have always loved you-" tears started to swell up but he cut you off before you could finish speaking. His lips crashed with yours.
A desperate, needy kiss distracted you from the cold chapped lips that attacked yours. A Tang of Blood drew into your mouth briefly before he pulled away.
"I'm sorry." He palmed the back of his neck. "I just didn't want to lose the chance like I have so many times before." Sorrow flooded him. He had no regrets, just doubt. Doubt that he crossed a line and you didn't want that.
"Me neither," you pulled him back in. Blood spilled from his lip and your nervously chewed cheek. The kiss tasted awful but that did not deter either one of you.
His hand slithered around your waist to deepen the kiss. A mixture of somber and horny caused a slight moan to stir the kiss. Passion and desperateness began to fade as he pulled away.
A soft smile laced his face, "perhaps we should continue that another time." He drew you back into a hug.
You were so happy he was alive. He gentle rocked your worries away and hummed a song. It was a clone war-chant but made incredibly soft. You knew this was his way to comfort you.
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niconebula · 2 years
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People are picking up on the 'Belos made Hunter for emotional support' thing, and I just want to say I called it like 9 months ago, but also let's expand on this. (And this is not exactly the same thing but bear with me).
Basically, the crux of it is that Belos is entirely obsessed with his brother; this was the cliff into the deep end after he died / abandoned him. Belos regards their time in childhood and before coming to the Boiling Isles as the most precious in his life. Despite appearances, Belos nearly equally depends on Hunter as Hunter depends on him. Their relationship is extremely co-dependent, however it doesn't appear that way due to the power imbalance.
Hunter, and any other grimwalkers he may have made therein, being made with one of the primary purposes of being emotional support and caretaking of Belos.
For Hunter, this poses the question: What am I supposed to do if someone who loves me cant stop hurting me? Because how hard is it to walk away from that. If the previous Golden Guards were also grimwalkers which I like to believe, it makes a point that the abuse is cyclical and never-ending.
I also want to put forth an idea that: Belos is an eternal child who never really grew up emotionally, and his actions are similar to that of a child playing make believe. Probably more accurately, he regressed to his child state as a coping mechanism of trauma.
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His inner self is represented by the child version of him, who wears the same mask he dons now. This mask is the first symbol of his childhood that he clings to for comfort.
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The second symbol of his childhood he clings to is the Gravesfield Crest, the place where he grew up. Because this is highly special and symbolic, and given how protective Belos is of these things, this is why I believe the previous Guards also had to participate in the make believe play.
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His third item is the symbol of his brother himself. He needs these things to placate himself and stay within the realms of fantasy that nothing bad ever happened or he might fully, and permanently, transform into a beast. Hunter is his personal caretaker. He's the only one allowed to see Belos in a weak state, the only one who can see his face, the only one who can physically touch him and can hear his stories.
Belos has power to manipulate people without needing to be this personally vulnerable in front of them, but he chooses to in the case of Hunter. He is likely constantly aware that Hunter is only a figment of his brother but regardless allows him to forge that personal connection that Belos desperately needs and misses.
Like I said in my original post, you don't just go through the process of creating a clone completely alike in appearance and personality, and let them become a part of your personal life, just to be used as carnage.
Hunter's fate might as well be death anyway, as were his predecessors, but he wasn't made just to be killed like a farm animal. He’s Belos’… pet. Even if Belos won't admit it, Hunter has a whack ton of emotional significance to him.
If we’re going to ask why Belos’ brother means so much to him, beyond being associated with his old life before he came to a world he hates, and general caring for your sibling: Symbol Four
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So - what if their parents were killed by the plague when they were kids? 1600-1620 was still very early for settlers, most of them still arriving by ship from Europe. The plague was still prolific until the 1800s. Belos’ brother was older and cared for him when all they had was eachother. Belos says their family is all dead, and maybe that’s actually true. Not from wild magic, but plague.
I thought the Coven Scouts may have just been designed like that for the aesthetic, but I would not be surprised about this lore connection because it fits so goddamn well.
I’m not sure where to end this ramble, but here’s some food for thought. Taking this kind of angle is a lot more interesting to me. I still think Hunter is in grave danger, but there’s no reason for Belos to raise him and give him a position next to him other than this kind of projecting.
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A small drabble of after the Defection, where Elena and her Chief Engineer continue their work to find Beth after her disappearance
"Captain?" The words came out relatively quiet for the person who said them. Ewan Alsotte, the Chief Engineer of the Justicia stood in the doorframe, looking like he was about to give some bad news.
Captain Tarunt sighed as she beckonned him in to the Ready Room, putting her dataslate down for just a moment.
"A dead end, then." She said as he sat himself down. Had it not been, his introduction would have been vastly more animate and she knew it.
"I'm sorry." He confirmed, sighing before he continued. "Even our contacts on Tandis IV haven't had hide nor hair. And that's after paying them off something rotten." A thick silence fell, Elena not even looking at him as she kept her eyes down. "I guess . . Good news is we've gotten enough intel to make them think we were just harvesting our sources. Command don't care for now what we're up to."
Even with the supposed good news, the silence stuck, longer than it was welcomed. Another dead end in a sea of threads. She closed her eyes, it was hard to keep hold of hope, but she had to fix a broken promise. A promise to keep her safe.
"Even Lancer's got nothing. He said he'll keep his ear to the ground, but Sullust is still keeping him busy as ever." Hearing the name of the Lieutenant who used to be her aide before Beth was only a little jarring. Perhaps any other time she would have asked how he had been. She recalled her surprise in hearing his name in the circles once again, that him going MIA on Sullust wasn't all it had been made to seem, but was also his defection. She should have seen it coming, but didn't. Just like she should have seen this coming, but didn't.
The thoughts swirled around her mind, trying to desperately consider what choices were left, what more she could do. There was only one thing and the thought terrified her.
"Maybe we should contact Overser Vahlen." She suggested, her voice low as she continued to look at her dataslate intently, not seeing Ewan's eyes widen at the suggestion.
"Stang-! Sorry, Ma'am, she's Imperial. And even the untrustworthy bastards of brass would say it's an insult to include her in the untrustworthy bastard community!"
"I know, but . . . She isn't Imperial. She lied about being a Jedi in the Clone Wars, remember? Her and her Padawan? And I really don't think she has loyalty to the Empire, either. She's playing her own game, Ewan, I don't . . . And I don't see any other choice. All of our assets can't even find Beth since Fondor. She isn't trustworthy, no, but . ."
She recalled the Overseer, that smile that put you on edge, the web of lies that spun so effortlessly, the terrible 'little errands' she requisitioned the Justicia for, the things that were done in the facilities Vahlen commanded. Little and terrible, dangerous, not much in comparison to the big names, but enough. With all the games that the woman played, Elena couldn't even begin to consider her as trustworthy, or useful. But, desperate times . . .
Ewan sighed dramatically, shaking his head. "I don't like this, Captain. But, I guess you're right. Do you know how to get hold of her?"
"She has an Office on Callisto. Get Rosale to find out where, and secure a line." The voice of a Captain bled through for just a moment as she gave the order, rather than the tired voice of just Elena. "I'll give you instructions on how to encrypt it the Judicial Department way. It's outdated but should still work and would only put ourselves at risk if it doesn't. And I think . . Well, I think she'll recognise it if so."
Ewan tapped the table as he got up and nodded. "Aye." He answered, heading for the door. "I hope you know what you're getting into, involving her. Not much gives me this bad feelin' Ma'am, but she certainly does." And with that, her Chief Engineer left the Ready Room, leaving the Captain alone with her dataslate, as she turned it back on. The picture of Beth flickered alight and it was all Elena could do as she continued to stare at it, a hand gently stroking down the screen as if trying to get to her Yeoman's cheek to brush that one strand of hair out the way.
"I never should have let you leave this room." She whsipered, closing her eyes as she hung her head in defeat, doing her best yet failing once more to stop her tears from escaping.
"I'm sorry."
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Say your response to Acacia, but I didn't want to derail your post so I'm putting it here insterad; I have been convinced for a while now that Lucius isn't the final big bad of the story. It just doesn't make any sense if he is.
One, he's already been beaten. Yuno beat him. Magna and Luck beat him. Asta's almost definitely going to beat him. He's said that his clones are at the same level as him, so all they need to do is to get to the real body and it's game over for him.
Two, it doesn't fit with the pattern. Pretty much every. Single. Arc has gone "This is the big bad, wait, no, there's something else behind them!" we go into the elf reincarnation arc thinking that the big bad is Patri/Licht, turns out it's Zagred. We go into Spade thinking it's the Dark Triad, turns out it's Lucifero. Even the smaller arcs at the beginning of the series does this. We think they're going to Sosshi village to hunt boar and they have to deal with Heath Grice. We think they're going to the dungeon to find treasure and they have to deal with Lotus and Mars. We think they're going to Magic Knights HQ to report, then they have to deal with Rades and Valtos, and then Sally turns up. Nean is the worst offender with this. We think they're fighting Negie and Baro to rescue the kids (well, no, we initially thibk that they're just on vacation), then Sally turns up, then Patri/Licht and Valtos turn up, then the Third Eye turn up. I could go on, but I think you get the point. Every time we think they've met the big bad there's someone else.
So, yeah, I think we're only just entering the actual final arc too. And I want to know what the fuck is hiding behind (and likely manipulating) Lucius.
(For the sake of the reference, here's a link to the post)
I mean, I agree with you. I do. Which is why I was surprised and gutted to "learn" about the 3-chapters-left-only rumour, because it didn't make sense. (But I reasoned it to myself to be true, because it came to me from many sources and supposed that someone had just pulled the plug on BC)
I also want to know about the sun/dark sun symbol on Lucius' forehead, because it's a different one from the Star (or ammonia) sign that Julius had prior to and during the Elf Arc (which makes it funny that he devised the Star Festival and system to reward the knights). And we saw that Star crumble when Julius was dying, and had to essentially be "reborn". Only to have the Sun-ish, symbol on him in the flashbacks. (Also Loid, with the Sun Affinity, being dead/missing, while the Moon affinity holder being alive, left me wondering. Ofc it could be just a coincidence; or my memory playing tricks on me)
I'm still convinced that the star (or ammonia) symbol on Julius was some kind of a magic seal that kept some things at bay, but whether it's memories or Lucius or something else, is up for debate.
Also, your thoughts are making me think that whatever the fuck it is that's manipulating Lucius, is something we haven't seen yet. Because none of these Big Bads, had really been introduced yet. Not really anyways. Which would be... interesting, because we have... witches, elves, angels, demons and devils, all the citizens of the 4 suits, so... Unless Loid wants to Make Spade Great Again and has a side hustle of hypnotism, I don't think it's any of the humans either
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Mephisto's army is years in the making.
I've never really talked much about the final chapters before Blue Exorcist went on Hiatus. But I'm starting to go through some of the interesting elements in the last chapters. One intriguing thing is Mephisto's anti-Satan army.
It's strange. It's made up of exiled exorcists, mavericks and spare demons etc. Some of them are clearly kept hidden not to ruin the surprise for us.
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Was anybody else weirded out by the fact that they were in refrigerators?
What do the refrigerators signify? Different timelines? Alternate Universes? Was Kato trying to be cute by saying they were frozen in time or space?
So, who are these folks? They are Mephisto trained and chosen exorcists. Mephy has been training exorcists since the middle ages.
Whether through Knights of the True Cross or other sects like the Myō Dha. He has a history of making demon hunters. He's set up shop in ancient Persia, the Northern Rennaissance. He's been recruiting not only scientists (say, Faust, Neuhaus) developing knowledge and ideas for section 13 but also warriors. True Cross is far-reaching with ties to Germany, Poland, Italy, Mexico and most recently Japan. Those are just some of the countries we know of.
He most likely has powerful allies all over the world, or even in other dimensions and timelines. He can pick and develop warriors from endless places.
How many Shiros and Abels did Mephisto make? Could've been hundreds, thousands...maybe more.
Right now, Rin is Mephisto's current warrior project and his most powerful. But Mephisto has no doubt devoted time and energy to many others.
That's why I don't think Abel or Shiro is dead.
Why train two exceptional warriors, and gift them with weapons and power, only to let them martyr themselves? It doesn't make sense.
The question is: Are Shiro and Abel in a refrigerator?
In the anime, which of course isn't the same as the manga, Amiamon gets killed by Rin and dematerializes. He yells to Mephisto for help, and the demon king seemingly ignores him, uncaringly.
Yet, low and behold a few episodes later Amaimon turns up in hamster form. With Mephisto feeding him snacks and giving him pets. In the Blue exorcist movie, Mephisto easily turns Amaimon back into his human body so he can enjoy the festival. Is he an uncaring brother?
Not at all--his little brother is just a royal pain in the ass.
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Even though the anime and manga are very different, kernels of the same ideas are present in both the anime and the manga, after all, Kato was consulted in the process of creating the anime storyline. Once an artist gets an idea stuck in their head, it tends to stick.
Back to the manga
In the manga, we have Abel, Mephisto's knightly son. He has been severely injured by baby DemonRin and finally killed by Satan. (honestly, it's like the poor guy dies twice.) When Abel calls out to Mephisto for help, Mephisto exhibits zero concern for him. In a similar fashion to Amaimon in the anime. Both seemed to die.
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But is Abel's death just another bit of Mephisto's magic? His sleight of hand?
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Our first introduction to Abel was at his coronation ceremony for Paladin. And call me crazy, but Mephisto seems to be proud of him.
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Mephisto also seems to still be teaching Abel, even at the end of his life. This leads me to believe that Mephisto mentored him. Perhaps I'm reading too much into it or reading between the lines, but I think these two were closer than just a demon king and its section 13 clone.
Mephisto teaches the lesson of demons and love.
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So, Abel agreed that hurting Rin was wrong, and agreed with Mephisto that the child had to have its heart saved, and not live in a constant state of pain like Lucifer and Satan. The Paladin knew that empathy was the key, and somebody must have taught him. Abel has emotional maturity. Shiro meanwhile, still believed that he had to kill Rin. Shiro wasn't ready.
Wasn't ready for what, you ask?
To join Mephisto's army.
You don't devote all of that time and just toss a good warrior away. A good warrior must have a well-rounded and stable mind. And a powerful physical presence.
Mephisto wouldn't do that to Shiro either.
Both Paladins died in their late 40s from what I see. A time when the body starts to weaken but the mind is strong, full of experience and knowledge. Human existence is a bit of a mismatch, but Mephisto has probably found a workaround. Maybe he can turn the clock back on Shiro and Abel.....I'm pretty sure in Mephisto's world anything is possible.
I'm making a prediction that both of them are still alive.
We never did see what happened to Abel and Shiro's bodies after they died. Did Mephisto regenerate them? Bury an empty coffin in Shiro's grave. It was entirely possible. Shiro seemed to think Mephisto is capable of anything he made sure that when Yuri died she stayed dead, so Mephisto couldn't mess with her anymore.
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Shiro and Abel had gotten too old, physically, but emotionally they had matured a great deal and finally figured out the last bit of knowledge to beat a demon.
Hate and destruction won't do it. Empathy might.
I'm pretty sure Mephisto and Neuhaus can fix a body even better than Lucifer's team. Let's be honest the only thing in Assiah that has defeated Satan is Shiro....twice.
Let's see who else Mephisto pulls out of the fridge.
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