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lokisprettygirl · 2 months

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Utopia (Modern! Daemon Targaryen x female reader) (Non Canon AU) (18+)

Read chapter 1 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 2

Summary: Your life takes a turn for the worst as Queen Utopia sinks to the bottom of the ocean.

Warning: 18+ death and destruction that comes from a ship wreckage, smut, sex, menstrual sex, unprotected sex. Some inconsistency with ship sinking, i researched as much as I could

For a moment you felt numb, the wailing of the siren, the voice of the captain, the red light blaring in front of you made you feel as if you were in a nightmare. The constant banging on your door made you snap out of the trance so you quickly got out of the bed and dressed yourself up as quickly as you could, it was cold outside so you needed to put on warmer clothes.

As you opened the door you saw daemon looking absolutely terrified “Are You deaf? Let's go” he grabbed your arm and walked you through the sea of people swarming everywhere, it was chaotic to say the least.

“Daemon what's going on?” you asked him so he turned his head to look at you, the panicked look on your face made him pull you aside.

“It's sinking…ship is sinking, we need to find our mates and go catch a lifeboat..they trained us for this remember?”

He said to you but you still looked at him all perplexed and dumbfounded. Your mother feared something like this would happen but you made fun of her for watching Titanic a bit too many times.

“But It was all hypothetical and it wasn't supposed to happen..it's not supposed to happen” you mumbled nervously, voice trembled as you spoke so he sighed.

“Look around you ..it's happening so let's get going yes?” he said to you so you nodded before you hugged him tightly for a moment.

“Thanks for not leaving me behind” he chuckled as you said that and hugged you warmly to comfort you.

“Are you joking girl?” He dragged you to the elevator but they were already turned off for safety purposes so both of you stepped downstairs in order to find Cole, Aemond, Emma and most of all lily. You two did find the trio but Lily wasn't there, the wifi connection was blown and obviously there was no cellular service so there was no way of calling her. You could see how terrified Daemon was at the thought of something horrible happening to her.

“Maybe she's already on a safety boat” Cole suggested as the group ran to the uppermost deck, a part of you still felt numb as you looked around and everyone was just running to the same direction, there were more than a thousand people on the ship and considering how Utopia was currently in the middle of the sea the chances of another ship arriving seemed bleak, you couldn't help but wonder if there were enough life boats.

“Titanic was a real tragedy” you mumbled under your breath so Daemon looked at you.

“What?”

“It was real, ships sink ..they sink..it's going to sink –”

“You really need to calm down” he said to you before he turned to the group “Get yourselves on the boat.. they'll try to prioritize the passengers but force your way in somehow”

Daemon took his phone out of his pocket and there was a voice message from Lily that she had probably left before the wifi blew away.

“Daemon something is happening..I'm in the cargo area with Danny and…water is filling in”

Daemon was immediately alarmed as soon as he has heard the message

“Mate.. she's in the lowest deck with a passenger..I'm gonna go get her” he voiced out loud so everyone glared at him.

“I'm sure she's not there anymore..water has got in already”

Aemond told him and Daemon's heart sank, he would never forgive himself if she indeed was there and he was leaving her behind to save his own ass.

“Just get on the boat ..take care of the girls. I'll be right back yeah?” he said to Aemond very firmly but Aemond seemed stunned so daemon grabbed him by the shoulders.

“Are you listening to me or not? You're going to take care of them and yourself, you hear me?” he said again so Aemond nodded.

“Yeah”

Daemon looked at you for a brief moment and handed you his life jacket because he hadn't put it on just yet and he didn't want to waste one more second. He ran inside again and you watched him disappear amidst the roaring crowd of people.

“We should wait for him” you turned as you spoke to the group but Cole shook his head.

“We need to go.. at least get a spot on a boat and then we can stall”

Cole grabbed Emma's hand and she agreed that they needed to go because the boats were filling out quickly and all of you knew that there weren't enough boats.

“I'm not leaving without him..them.. Daemon and Lily.. we should wait” you insisted again as you looked at Aemond but he disagreed as well.

“We need to go”

Before they could say anything else you turned around and ran inside to go get them, you heard Emma calling out for you but her voice faded more and more the farther you got away from them.

What if he was stuck inside and needed help?

He waited for you..he was at your door and he didn't leave without you so you weren't going to leave him behind either.

You ran downstairs and met Dalton on the way, he was screaming at you to go back with him but you kept running. The ship tilted to the side due to the uneven weight distribution because the water was filling in rapidly, your eyes teared up as you felt so utterly terrified in the moment. This wasn't how you wanted to die, all alone and scared out of your mind, as the panic surged you grabbed the railing of the stairs and took a deep breath to calm down. You had to find daemon.

The lower you got the more eerie it seemed, the quietness was chilling, electricity was going in and out and you were practically alone on a ship because all the members were heading for the uppermost deck to flee via the lifeboats.

When you reached the lower decks you realized that water was starting to breach already. You stepped further downstairs and your heart felt still for a moment as you saw Daemon standing half way into the water at the bottom of the stairs that lead to the cargo hold, he was perhaps wondering whether he should tread ahead in the dark. What was Lily even doing there? Access to the cargo area was strictly for the crew that worked the area and unless she was fucking someone from the crew who wanted to show off for her, she had no business being here.

“Daemon” you called out his name as you stepped downstairs, his eyes were bloodshot red with tears and his skin had gone pale.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

His jaw clenched as he questioned you, shivers ran down your spine as you dipped your feet into the cold water.

“We need to go..maybe she is already up there..maybe she left.. ..that message was sent an hour ago, we were still sleeping in our beds” you tried to reason with him and his eyes welled up.

“But what if she's down there, what if she is waiting?” there was a sense of hopelessness in his voice that made you feel sorry for him.

“You can't go there Daemon..it's dark..we don't even know-- “ he turned his head to look at you as you said that, the determination on his face was enough to let you know that he won't stop no matter how much you'd try to convince him.

“Fine..Put this on at least” you turned him towards you as you began to put the life jacket on him as fast as you could..

“Run back darling..you don't have much time” he said to you but you shook your head in response.

“I'm not going without you.. okay? Let's go down there, let's try to find her and then we can leave”

He looked at you a bit shocked as you said that, you had known him for more than a few weeks, why were you endangering your life for him?

“Why are you being so fucking stupid?” He raised his voice at you so you glared at him.

“Are you going to waste these valuable seconds calling me names?” You matched the pitch of his voice so he groaned in response.

“You're so stupid..if you die it's going to be on me”

“No if I die then it's going to be on me okay? Move now” you said to him firmly so he sighed.

Lights were flickering at the other end of the hallway..as you both stepped deeper you realized that water level was increasing very quickly.

“This is ridiculous” you mumbled under your breath so he snickered.

“You're ridiculous for being so fucking brave and so goddamn precious” his voice held anger but there was a softness, perhaps he was taken aback by your compassion or maybe he thought you were a real clinger for willing to die because of him, you didn't think you'd make it out alive to figure that out.

“It's cold..it's fucking cold”

Your teeth chattered as you spoke, it was like taking an ice bath but worse.

The sudden scream you let out made Daemon worried so he placed his hand on your shoulder.

“What is it?”

“I feel something.. something is touching my legs. It's–” you couldn't even finish your words as you swam away from whatever was touching your leg.

“I'll go down and check okay?” He said to you so you nodded, as he went underwater he saw a body, it was of a middle-aged man, probably a crew.

As he came up he gasped, all of this felt unreal to him, there was no way all of this was actually happening to him.

“Daemon there's no possibility she's here” you said to him so he hummed in response, she must have gotten out and she must have made it safely. She had to.

And he was grateful if she had but then there was a tiny little voice in his head that made him ponder over the fact that if she had made it up safely then why didn't she come for him?

She didn't even look for him?

He yelled out her name a bunch of times so you did the same and in response you only heard the sound of the ship creaking and breaking down every minute, as it went pitch dark you gasped in fear so Daemon reached closer to you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

Both of you were submerged in the water to your necks now.

“Let's go..” he mumbled softly as he kissed your forehead and your eyes welled up again..

It took a minute to swim back to the stairs and much to your horror the water was now breaching the lower deck where you two had your cabins, it was only a matter of time before this ship would be completely underneath the ocean.

He grabbed your hand as you both ran towards the uppermost deck but you had to stop in between because you were going to pass out from being so out of breath. All you heard around you was the voices of the crew asking the passengers to calm down and wait for their turns while the passengers were just screaming to get past each other and take the first lifeboat they could find.

The horror you were imagining in your heads was nothing compared to what you witnessed when you went to the uppermost deck, all the lifeboats were filled to capacity and had already departed.

As Daemon separated from you to go look for the others you walked closer to the railing and looked down only to find hundreds of people swimming in the ocean, the water was cold and a storm was about to set in soon so the chances of those lifeboats not returning to take the rest of you was extremely high.

“I can't find them,” Daemon mumbled as he came running back to you.

“Maybe they found a spot” you said to him so he nodded.

Tears kept rolling down your cheeks and he was completely silent too as he witnessed people struggling to stay afloat in the water in such weather.

“We are going to die aren't we?”

“Don't say that”

“It's going to happen” you mumbled again so he shook his head.

“I can't die..I'm only 27”

“That's worse because you're a musician, so you'll join the 27 club..I don't even get to be in that club because I'm 26..I'm going to die and there would be no clubs for me..” he was silent for a moment before he chuckled and wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you closer to him in order to provide a semblance of comfort and safety because both of those things were going to get snatched away from you two sooner or later.

The ship was slowly sinking into the depths, and those who still remained aboard knew their own fate was sealed. You looked around and people were just holding onto each other, some of them were crying, some were getting hysterical in shock while the rest stayed purely numb.

There were still some passengers on the board and you couldn't put yourself in their shoes, you came on the ship for a job and to get away from your boring life but these people were here for a week.. for fun, for some perhaps it was the much awaited trip of their lifetime and all of their hopes was going to sink along with this ship

Dreams were going to get shattered, families were about to get ruined and all you felt in that moment was complete and utter numbness.

“Don't let go of my hands alright?” Daemon mumbled softly in your ear as he kissed your temple, he was scared too but he was much better at hiding it then you. When you didn't answer him he tightened his grip around you.

“Don't give up please..you can't give up..you hear me?” he said to you firmly so you nodded even though tears were flowing down your eyes continuously.

The vessel tilted with each passing moment of time before it broke down and began its descent into the deep down water.

Screaming was all you heard as the ship took its final descent into the ocean, you didn't let go of his hands like you had promised, you closed your eyes and left it to the fate, if this was how you were going to die, then be it.

Perhaps you could have survived the ship wreckage, you remembered floating above the ocean on a piece of debris and Daemon was there too. Right in front of you, he wasn't dumb to stay in the cold water when pieces of debris large enough to afloat him were all around him. He still didn't let go of your hands though and for a moment you believed that both of you would survive but then a towering wave rose up from the bottom of the sea.

As the wave drew nearer, you felt your eyes widen with sheer terror. Never before had you witnessed anything as horrifying as this moment, not even when you witnessed the ship sinking. Fear consumed you as you struggled to grasp the enormity of the situation, your heart racing and your hands shaking.

And that was the last thing you clearly remembered before you had slipped into the darkness.

Perhaps you were dead but you remembered struggling to stay afloat as the storm and the rain and the strong waves attacked the survivors of the Queen Utopia. It was nature's wrath and you had no idea what you had done to deserve it but you did.

Your chest was burning as you opened your eyes and you found Daemon watching you with teary eyes. There were bruises on his face, his clothes were drenched and torn from several places but he really looked like an angel in the morning sunlight.

Did you die? Was this heaven?

“Thank the fucking god..oh dear” he cried as he whispered in your ear, his arm clutched onto your weak battered body, you felt the crusty sand underneath you and as you looked around you saw the palm trees all around you.

“Daemon?”

You took his name so he pulled away from you.

“Don't speak”

“We are not dead..how come we are not dead” you looked at him dumbfounded but he didn't have a response for you. He was as surprised by the knowledge as you were.

He regained consciousness at the edge of the shore and looked around only to find himself amidst several deceased bodies. He didn't know how any of you were alive but it was nothing short of a miracle.

“Darling..my darling..when I make you stand up I need you to not freak out alright?” Your eyes welled up as he said that.

“What is it? Am i brutally mangled..I feel pain all over..I'm mangled aren't i?” You asked him so he looked at you from head to toe, there were several cuts and bruises the same as he had suffered but miraculously the rest of you seemed fine.

“You're fine..just don't freak out” he helped you stand up and as you looked in your surrounding you wanted to scream but it didn't come out, there were several bodies lying face down on the edge of the shore.

“Oh god” your voice choked as you placed your hands on your mouth to stifle the scream.

“Look I know this is..the worst possible thing that could happen to us but we have made it so far..i don't know how or why ..but we have” he told you as he grabbed your by the shoulders and made you look at him

“Okay..okay”

“What do you remember from the training sesh …repeat for me please”

“Umm okay..umm fresh water..we need to find water and shelter and-”

“Food..we need to find food until they rescue us alright”

“Who's going to rescue us daemon..where are we?” You asked him a very stupid question considering he was in the same situation as you were, none of you were prepared for this, none of you imagined for your lives to turn upside down so terribly, it was supposed to be a fun job for both of you.

“Someone will find us” he mumbled under his breath to assure himself more than you so you nodded.

Sun was really strong in the daylight but you had a feeling as the evening would arrive the temperature would begin to drop, fortunately for you two there were coconut trees all around you, it was a coconut paradise so collecting them won't be that difficult however it wasn't really an easy task to open them up with no tools on hand.

There were mango trees deeper into the woods so that was a bit of a relief as well for now.

The rest of the day was spent building a shack from the debris Daemon and you had found in the water and like a caveman he had managed to catch fish from the ocean, you really wouldn't have survived on this uninhabited island without him. The fear of being alone would have been enough to make you give up.

“How did you do that?” You asked him as he emerged out of the water with a makeshift spear and a medium sized fish hung on it.

“Watched it in a movie”

You couldn't help but chuckle as he said that. When you two sat down to collect your breaths, the adrenaline and shock from the incident slowly began to dwindle down and the reality was sinking in..

“It won't be easy to make a fire “ he sighed as he sat down but then he tapped his pocket and pulled out a lighter from there.

“Seriously you just had it in there?” you asked him so he gave you a sweet smile. You were worried about the cuts on his body but then you had them as well.

“I smoke.. Lily always warned me that smoking would kill me someday..irony huh?”

“Is it even going to work?” You asked him so he flipped the fancy lighter and sure as well it was working just fine.

“Okay save it..save it..making a fire out of nothing is almost impossible” you said hurriedly so he nodded.

“Eventually we'd need to go fish fir supplies”

“What do you mean?” You asked him so he sighed.

“Check those bodies…maybe they have something on them”

“Yeah”

“I'll do it.. don't worry” he mumbled as he noticed the crushed look on your face.

“No I'll go with you ..I mean they're dead, i'm sure they won't mind”

He was quiet for a moment before he stood up and gave you his hand so you grabbed it and stood up with him, both of you collected the branches and dry leaves from the forest to make a bonfire. This bonfire would not only provide warmth and shelter, but it would serve as a beacon of hope in the darkness, potentially increasing the chances of being spotted by a searching helicopter if they were looking for the survivors.

“It's charred, you're burning it” you couldn't help but giggle as Daemon attempted to roast the fish on the fire.

“Why don't you do it ..aren't you the chef here?”

“Just take out the eyes the next time…eyes freak me out” you groaned as you took the wooden stick he was using as a skewer “I am not a fish person..I don't like seafood” you mumbled softly so he smiled.

“Well apologies honey..this is all we could afford ay”

Once the fish looked perfectly pink from the inside you placed it on the banana leaf you had collected, unfortunately the bananas itself weren't ripe yet but you figured if worst comes to worse you'd have to eat unripe bananas. There were worse things on this island than unripe bananas.

“Perfectly seasoned” he mumbled and it made you smile, the sea water fishes tend to have higher sodium in their bodies so it wasn't really surprising.

“Everything tastes perfect when you're starving”

It was now pitch black, and the only source of light was the reflection of the stars in the dark ocean and the fire that was still burning. You didn't know the exact time, but you knew it must have been well into the next day. To avoid laying on the grainy sand, you gathered a bunch of dry leaves and placed them down like a mat. Daemon also joined you as you rested on the makeshift bed.

He really was hoping Lily and others had made it safe but he still couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that you went looking for him knowing how dangerous it was. When he met you he could just tell that you were a good girl but he wasn't expecting you to be so fucking loyal that too with a friend, that was the single most heroic thing he had witnessed in his life which made him feel even worse when he looked back at that drunken night.

“I'm just going to rest my eyes for a moment” you mumbled as you closed your eyes so he turned his head to look at you, thanking his stars that not only were you alive but also had somehow managed to be around him. He couldn't have gone through this without you.

“They will find us, right?” You asked him so he hummed in response.

That was the hope.

His mum always told him to never lose hope in terrible situations. But how long would you two be able to keep your hopes high and spirits up?

Because it's been three weeks since you had been stranded on that forsaken island and nobody had turned up for you two.

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starlight-bread-blog · 3 months

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Why Lokius Should Have Been Canon

This is a sort of combo of two metas that didn't quite get point my across. Some parts will be copied directly, but there's a lot of original content. I will discuss the ship between Loki and Mobius, their place in the show, and the MCU at large. My focus for this meta won't be parallels or motifs, because these things border on well-written friendships. But there will be some of that.

Romance in the MCU

There are a lot of straight couples in the MCU. (Almost) Every main hero is in some heterosexual relationship, Loki included.

(That's not all, not remotely).

But in the LGBTQ+ department... uh.. I think it was mentioned that Valkyrie had a girlfriend... uh... America Chavez had a pride pin... and Loki:

One line. Queer experiences are never a focal point of a show/movie the same way heterosexual experiences are. And that needs to change.

Romance In the Show

Wrong, toxic, or unsuccessfu romantic love is a recurring theme in the show.

Sylki

Sylki was an icky relationship right off the bat. They are the same person. I can't find the post at the moment, but someone has pointed out in their post that them being the same person is referenced in every episode in season 1 (edit: here it is), which is when the romance took place. This made their romance uncomfortable for many viewers.

(Some consider Sylki a toxic relationship, but for this post, the topic is too large to handle with the nuance I'd like to handle it with).

When he's drunk, Loki compares love to a dagger, stating that it hurts you, but when you try to find strength in it, it's not real.

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Which is exactly what happens. Sylvie pushes Loki into a portal and they never get back together.

The Love Triangle

In 02×03, Ravonna Renslayer is infatuated with Victor Timely, but he leaves her behind and betrays her when Miss Minutes told him to. One episode later, we discover that they were indeed an item, and established the TVA together. He Who Remains deleted her memories and they never rekindle their love.

Later in the episode, is the best example of "wrong" romance in the show. Miss Minutes, the AI clock, confesses her love to Viktor Timely. He, obviously, freaks out and shuts her off. Nothing ever comes of this.

Brad and Dox

This one is small, but a big indication to romance being a theme. In 02×01, we're shown this:

The gap in the age of the actors is uncomfortable, and a character in universe has this reaction to it. It is never mentioned again.

So what does all of this leave us with? Not much. None of this properly ties to the finale, or anything really. If I were to write the show I would cut a lot of this out, since it serves no purpose. But it does make you keep romance and its shortcomings in mind. The writers want it to be there, in the back of your head.

Loki and Mobius

Finally! I got to talk about them. The two people in question. First things first, who are they, together? They became really supportive, close friends.

Fans even drew parallels to Chaos & Order, which is a very important theme in Loki. But I'm not here to unpack them. These things don't necessarily make them in love. So what does make them in love? I'll present you my evidence, and you ask yourself,

Would it be valid to suggest romantic implications if a man and a women are:

1) Extremely thouchy with each other.

2) Riding on a tandem bike together.

3) Willing to suffer a fate worst than death for another.

4) Falling on each other after that^

5) Literally the Interrupted Declaration of Love trope. (Ex)

6) Being framed in a circle.

7) Waiting & giving permission to attack.

8) Fixing themselvs before seeing the other.

Of course yes. Maybe you think some of these are a strech, but ultimately, people would point out romantic connotations across the board. And I'm here, pointing them out right now. Some scenes between Loki and Mobius have romantic implications.

Conclusion

Loki is a queer protagonist in the MCU, a universe that lacks representation of queer experiences. His show constantlty reminded us of romance, sometimes for seemigly no reason. In the second season, they wrote him and his best friend with romantic implications. And then, nothing. It should not have been nothing. Lokius should have been canon.

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maymeowmoo · 5 months

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Snow trapped

Igloo

Yes indeed.

A platypus? Parry the platypus?!? No but srsly Snowtrapped is the ultimate Smg34 episode I swear. Like sure the movie and some episodes are clearly made to heavily imply Smg34 and were carefully crafted to serve that specific purpose yet this silly episode? This one is the holy symbol of this ship.

#smg34 #smg4 snowtrapped #smg4 #smg3 #smg4 fanart #art #smg4 memes #checkerboardshipping #digital art #my art

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celluloidbroomcloset · 1 month

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Are Anne and Mary really that bad though? Their game wasn't nice, they were being mean, but they seemed really happy to see Ed (with no ulterior motive). Also, Ed still thought it was okay/safe to hide under their blanket after dinner, and he still told them 'see you guys' when their house was burning.

Jack only went to see Ed because of Izzy, he did his utmost to wreak havoc while knowing the English were coming, and when Ed learned the truth, he was absolutely furious, he broke the paddles and threw them at sea and he never thought of Jack again (except for self-loathing purpose in the gravy basket). Jack sounds worse to me.

I think they genuinely like Ed and Ed genuinely likes them in a way that Jack and Ed do not, yes. There's a joy that they have with each other, especially at first, that seems more intrinsic to the reality of who Ed is—he's not performing for them in the same way he was for Jack. We tend to overlook that Jack is there with a purpose, and that purpose is to get Ed away while Stede and the rest of the crew are arrested and hung. One of the major guarantees of a violent death in this show is allying with the English, so Jack is indeed an actual traitor.

That being said, Annie and Mary are not exactly nice? Anne, like, assaults Stede for the purposes of creating drama between him and Ed, and while it's largely played off, it's still an assault. Her and Mary use information they glean about both of them to try to create a rift. They treat this very delicate relationship as a game.

Anni and Mary are also another representative of a path that Ed and Stede can follow, one where they don’t grow to love each other better, but fester and fight and resent and (literally) stab each other in the back (or headbutt each other). Ed remarks on Mary destroying a clock that Anne loves, which acts in parallel to the fact that Ed has destroyed all of Stede's belongings on his ship. Even then, Anne and Mary do find a (pretty toxic but comparatively more positive) way forward in destroying everything for a chance to start again together.

All these characters are showing the possible futures—Jack the middle-aged sad sack dying in a puddle of his own piss, Annie and Mary the festering relationship pocked with boredom, violence, and dishonesty about what they really want. Choices have to be made to walk away from those futures and to something better, which is what both Ed and Stede do.

#ofmd #reply #ofmd meta #our flag means death #anne bonny #mary read #edward teach #stede bonnet

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clownery-and-fuckery · 2 months

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PheeTech !!! The brainrot will never stop

Tech found himself following a lot more than he used to.

Before Eriadu, before Hemlock, it was always safe to assume Tech would be off the ship and scanning as soon as they touched the soil. It was his thing, his habit.

He liked to explore, before it all.

Now he stuck beside his brothers like glue, hands wringing and following them. Despite his interest, despite his curiosity. He was lost, clinging to his brothers stability and sense of place.

They knew what they were doing, they knew what they were made for. It was safer to follow them and not risk stepping out of place.

That was what he usually did. Now, he didn't know what to do. Phee was waiting for him by the ramp. They had come earlier than the others to scout, why had he done that? Why had he chosen to break away?

His hands twitched, his skin itched while his bones seemed to crawl underneath him.

"Love?" Phee called. "You coming?"

That was why. Phee.

Phee, who despite his lacking sense of direction and purpose, stood bravely against the current and held him. Like he was deserving of such kind gestures, of such loving ways.

The way she spoke so sincerely of him, it almost tricked him into believing he really was worth the effort it took to create him, to remake him when he so carelessly broke himself.

Tech sighed, scrubbing his face until it hurt, before he walked out. Phee had already reprimanded him once, he should hurry up and join her. He took his place just behind Phee, and they walked off.

The planet was beautiful, but this was not their rendezvous. He turned to her, questioningly.

Phee shrugged. "Thought we could take a detour," She said simply. "Have some fun, do some sightseeing."

He blinked. "That–" sounded fantastic. That was exactly what he wanted to do. How did she always know?

Still, hesitance pulled at him, urging him to follow the order Hunter had given: meet them at the rendezvous.

She took his shaking hand in hers. "It's a short walk, nothing serious," She assured. "Besides, we haven't had an adventure in forever. And I think that's just criminal, don't you?"

Tech found himself smiling privately, and nodded. "I supposed it is," He agreed. "We should do our best to rectify that misstep immediately."

"Indeed we should." Phee grinned, squeezing their hands before walking away. They strolled away from the ship, listening to the ramp shutting as they took in the surrounding forestry.

"Pretty terrain," She commented. "Lovely for crops."

"Yes," Tech agreed, digging his heel in to feel the ground better. "The soil is in prime condition for plantation. Strange how the weather pattern doesn't seem to agree."

Phee looked up to the stormy clouds rolling in. "A little extra nutrition never hurt anyone." She bumped their hips together with a laugh.

"I am slightly concerned with the possibility of overfeeding." Tech murmured, but leaned into the gesture regardless. Phee laughed again, shaking her head. "You would be." She said.

They continued walking. The trees stretched high above their heads, tall to the point that they couldn't see where the leaves started bunching together, the way they had seen on the flight in.

Tech found his gaze wandering to the surrounding area while Phee continued staring upwards. The local fauna were gorgeous combinations of blue and pink hues. Aesthetically very charming, however, most likely inedible.

Tech found he enjoyed the pleasing colours that swirled around them, and he sighed softly, breathing in the fresh air contently. Something in his chest loosened, a calm lull falling over him.

It was peaceful, he liked it.

"Look here!" Phee urged, pulling him over towards a large cliffside. Tech, for a moment, refused to look down, shielding his eyes from the sudden onslaught of sunlight. When his eyes adjusted, he blinked, looking out over the edge.

He couldn't contain his quiet gasp. There was a waterfall gushing over the edge of the cliffside, close enough that sprays of water danced across them both. The water cascaded into a beautiful lagoon, leading out into the sea.

The forest was much more visible up here, too. The treetops were lined with nests and habitats, and across the ocean, just on the horizon, Tech could make out another island.

The sky was a brilliant blue, and it was silent aside from the rushing water. The sudden, euphoric sense of peace rode over him like the waves of the sea, and he relaxed.

"It's beautiful," Tech breathed, watching the ripple of the sea from atop the cliff. Phee smiled beside him, taking a deep, calming breath.

"It really is." She replied. Phee was staring at him, rather than the view, unbeknownst to him.

He glanced towards her and paused, admiring her for a moment. She allowed him, openly staring straight back at him. He ducked his head after a few minutes, clearing his throat as he felt his palm, still holding hers, begin to sweat.

He moved to let go, to apologise for the uncomfortable stick of their hands now, but she only clasped them tighter to together.

"I don't mind–" She blurted. "–my hands are pretty sweaty, too. It's alright."

He blinked, and stopped pulling away altogether. Instead, he turned back to the view, admiring it once more. He took another soothing breath, the ache of everything inside him easing up.

"I've never seen anything like it," Tech mumbled into the quiet. "I've always wanted to see the prettiest sights in the galaxy. One day." He admitted, shuffling his feet as he tracked the water flow.

Again, Phee's gaze never left him. "I think I already found it." She said softly, smiling at him.

Tech tilted his head, looking back to her. "Where?" He asked, equally soft.

Phee's face flared, and she laughed, too loudly, before turning away. "Where do you wanna go next?" She asked.

Tech blinked. "Ah," He shrugged. "Are you not leading us?" He hoped she was.

He didn't have a clue, he hadn't done much independently in so long, he wasn't sure he could anymore.

Phee shrugged. "It's an adventure," She reminded him. "The point is that neither of us actually know where we're going. So pick a path, and I'll follow you."

There it was again. Phee knowing him better than he knew himself. Right now, he was very greatful for it.

He turned to the woods again, thinking. He caught sight of wildlife, and without question, without pause or without consideration, he lit up.

The action was far too like who he used to be. The nostalgia would have killed him had he been any less excited about his find. Had he the rationality to think his actions through, he was sure he would have shut up immediately.

Instead, he pointed wildly into the trees. "There!" He exclaimed. "Did you see that?"

Phee looked amused, but shook her head. "Nope, but you did. Let's go check it out!"

Thoroughly overjoyed, Tech took off. If it wasn't for the tug of Phee's arm, he would have sprinted straight into an overgrown root.

Thankfully, her moment's shock stopped him, and they stepped over it before continuing their sudden sprint into the forest.

Tech led Phee deeper into the woods, their joint laughter and speculation on what he had seen filling the calm tranquility of the woods.

If they missed the rendezvous, Hunter was only a bit angry. His initial reaction of fear-induced, haphazard questions melted at the happy, flushed look on his littlest brother's face when the two of them finally joined them.

"And where have you two been?" Echo asked, already smiling as the duo panted, still connected by hand.

"We went on a walk." Phee shrugged them off. "Saw some pretty sights, you missed it. Big time."

"We saw one of the largest herbivores in the galaxy!" Tech gasped out between breaths. "It was– huge. Like, four times the size Wrecker, maybe even as tall as a walker!"

Hunter couldn't help the fond laugh thay left him. "Was it now?" He asked, watching Tech's enthusiastic nod. "Well, you can tell me all about it on our way to the contact. Come on."

Secretly, Echo and Hunter shared a smile as their youngest brother managed to light up more, squeezing Phee's hand as he happily bound forward again, taking the lead as he dove into the recount of their adventures.

Hunter listened intently the whole way, enjoying the familiar, long lost sound of his brothers voice. One sound he thought he had lost forever, now back again, and this time, it wasn't a holo.

Echo caught the shine in Hunter's eyes and allowed him some privacy, asking Tech questions to pull his attention away from the eldest.

Tech readily complied, Phee jumping in with points of her own. The walk was filled with chats and delight. The normality brightened Echo's heart, and eased his mind.

His little brother talking as he once did, Phee helping him stay on track, a new but not unwelcome normal, and Hunter's shoulders finally dropping with the presence of his family back with him at last.

Yes, things were finally beginning to feel alright again.

#sw the bad batch #tbb tech #phee genoa #tbb hunter #tbb echo #tech x phee #phee x tech #the bad batch #they have my whole ass heart #i GUESS mild spoilers?? not really tho #its just my personal opinion on the ending of TBB #so.... yeah

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novafire-is-thinking · 8 months

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Something ive realised while rewatching tfp clips

Soundwave is only able to open portals willy nilly cus the mechanism for space bridge technology is on the nemesis, not him. he can only connect to it and make it open portals (which makes me wish Astrotrain was in the show cus I wonder if he would have this tech as well to help with travelling)

My source? When Soundwave is sent out to get a relic of Iacon and alserbeak gets hurt. Once Laserbeak sends his distress signal Soudnwave even forgoes taking out Wheeljack and just leaves immediately to get his partner, but he didn't use a spacebridge, despite the alternative being much quicker and immediate to retrieve Laserbeak. The best answer we have is that he couldn't create a bridge between their two locations because the nemesis was too far to recieve his commands to make one

In Shockwave's hunt for a predacon bone Soundwave arrives at the scene and is able to summon another bridge to let the falling bone piece fall into Megatron's hand. This scene shows bridges are made by commands through him, and there's a limited but large range distance Soundwave is able to make bridges outside the ship

And perhaps bridges can be timed or just made to hold open? because the first bridge remained for quite some time till both mecha ran back in

How dare you question Soundwave’s abilities /lh

When I first watched TFP, I assumed that was indeed the case, but I happen to have an interesting personal take on this.

Why Soundwave Wouldn’t Take a Ground Bridge Directly to Laserbeak

In reality, the writers went that way for the purpose of suspense. They needed to give Ratchet and Raf time to load Laserbeak. Also, the badass shot of Soundwave landing in the dark lol

For plot reasons that still bug me, Laserbeak wasn’t able to tell Soundwave that Ratchet was keeping him captive and had literally violated his body.*

Soundwave only received a generic distress call. He didn’t know if Wheeljack had come alone. For all he knew, the Wrecker could have called for backup in the form of the entirety of Team Prime, who may have set up a trap for him. Soundwave’s a tactical genius—he knows what others know about him. He would have known Team Prime would be expecting him to come via ground bridge.

Yes, Soundwave knew Laserbeak was in danger, but he also knew the Mini-Con was alive. He would have calculated the odds and selected the route at the intersection of the least risk and best potential outcome.

Overall, arriving via direct ground bridge would have been riskier than flying in. At least from the air, he could assess the situation before walking into a potential trap. He’s good, but not take-on-all-of-Team-Prime-at-once good.

Also…

Wheeljack: “I’m sorry.”

Ratchet: “What’s wrong? Where are you?”

Wheeljack: “Uh. Figure you got maybe…two minutes.”

Ratchet: *sees Soundwave flying in*

Ratchet: “Or less…”

Maybe Wheeljack’s estimate really was that bad.

Maybe Soundwave is faster than he looks.

Maybe Soundwave used a ground bridge sometime during the flight, but far enough away from Laserbeak’s location so that he could still assess potential danger from the air.

*This plot hole still bugs me. If Laserbeak had just told Soundwave he’d been loaded up with a grenade and infected with a virus, the Autobots would have lost the race for the relics. You had ONE job Laserbeak! 😡 /lh

Ground Bridge Limitations

I present this glorious clip:

Based on Fix-It’s reaction and everything we’ve seen about ground and space bridges, only one portal at a time can be opened from a single bridge mechanism.

It’s reasonable to assume that when Prowl and Bluestreak engineered the first space and ground bridges (The Covenant of Primus), they found out very quickly that more than one portal per bridge was a bad idea. They would have then ensured that all bridge apparatuses were engineered with these limitations in mind.

However, nothing prevents two separate bridges from opening two different portals near each other, as we see in TFP and RiD15.

All this to say, in the clip above, there’s no way the second portal could have been opened from the junkyard’s bridge. It had to have originated from another bridge apparatus (assumed to be built into Soundwave’s body).

But couldn’t Soundwave have just tapped into the junkyard’s bridge from the Shadowzone and hijacked it that way?

Highly unlikely.

Even taking into account inter-dimensional radio waves, nothing would have happened because, like I mentioned earlier, all bridges are likely designed to prevent two portals from opening at once. (Signal blockers, limited power capacity, etc.)

Soundwave would’ve had to have been physically there to restructure the physical ground bridge mechanism, in order to increase its power capacity (among other things). Even so, the implied physics of portal “streams” prevents this.

And anyway, Soundwave is later seen at the controls, linking himself to the junkyard’s ground bridge. This tells me he wasn’t connected to it before, so the portal he originally opened was all him.

Back to TFP

In the Predacon bone scene, at one point, both portals were open at the same time. This means one of them probably originated with Soundwave, unless the Decepticons figured out a way to build a bridge that supports more than one portal.

But even if they had, it would be considered an exception, since many years after the events of Prime, Fix-It and the others still believe two portals from the same bridge mechanism isn’t possible.

So, can Soundwave open bridges on his own or not?

I think it’s likely that the writers intended for him to be limited in his ability to open bridges, lest he be a little too OP. (As if he wasn’t already. lol)

However, what all of those limitations are isn’t 100% clear. The most common take is that he can only open them when linked to a control mechanism, but there’s at least one exception to that in RiD15.

All things considered, I think Soundwave can open bridge portals on his own.

Things to consider when opening portals without a link to an external bridge control:

Energy consumption

If at all possible, Soundwave would avoid opening his own portals when fighting because it uses up a lot of energy—energy that may be needed in unexpected combat. He’s an excellent fighter, but he has limits that he knows very well. Tapping into an existing control mechanism would eliminate the energy drain that comes with opening portals with a personal apparatus built into his body.

Size limitations

Soundwave wouldn’t be able to open massive ground bridges or even space bridges on his own because of his personal energy (energon) reserves and the limited capacity of the smaller apparatus installed in his body.

One at a time

Like all other bridges, Soundwave would only be able to open one portal at a time—hence why he wasn't able to escape from the Shadowzone by himself.

TL;DR Soundwave can probably open ground bridges on his own, but there are limitations.

#transformers prime #maccadam #tfp #tfp theory #tfp soundwave #//superior//#robots in disguise 2015 #rid15 #rid15 theory #rid15 soundwave #nova’s nerding out again #gifs by nova #long post #reason number one I’ve put so much thought into this:#I need Soundwave to be able to open bridges by himself for my story :P

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hunt-me-sergeant · 1 year

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Hi, it's me again with another theory cause I'm an overthinker ! Phee theory it is.

Let's put all the Tech and Phee situation aside. I personally have nothing against the ship and Phee. She's an amazing character and a boss lady. Tech deserves happiness. I enjoy her character as much as I enjoy Cid. That's why she's intriguing to me.

However, I don't trust neither of them. I don't trust anyone except for Rex when it comes to The Batch.

I just feel that the writers are trying really hard to misdirect us. Away from Cid and Phee's true intentions.

So let's compare. We have ☯️ situation here.

Cid

From the start, she was shown to be kind of mean, dislikable, morally grey character and all she cared about was her business. The subject of "trust" has been mentioned many times between The Batch and her and we know it's definitely not there.

In the episode (that people call a filler episode) "Faster", we had a chance to see more of Cid. We found out she has a low key dark past. We heard Millegi's advice to not trust her.

With her The Batch was always busy, going on missions with their guard up. They were always ready for a fight.

Now we see they decided to cut ties with Cid due to her denying them help on Makko.

Phee

When Phee was introduced, we immediately fell in love because we met a cool pirate lady, who doesn't take anyone's shit and she gave all the deserved attention to our man Tech. She's doing God's work.

Another filer episode "Entombed" where Phee taking them on a mission to look for a treasure. We could see more of her and her amazing stories. Omega absolutely adores her, she's like a cool aunty. She's all smooth and awesome. Sweet.

Now we have her helping The Batch. She took them on Pabu, where she made them feel safe and relaxed. She showed them a place to stay.

What a nice contrast, isn't it?

Also quick note : Those "filler" episodes are not fillers in my opinion. They had a purpose – to mislead us even more. See how all the fillers were connected to Cid or Phee?

But as I said in my Cid theory, this show taught me to pay attention to every detail and every little word.

And what made me go "hmmm" was Phee's "makes you wonder, doesn't it?" When Hunter asked why did she bring them on Pabu.

I dont trust both of these ladies, but while everyone thinks Cid will be the traitor, I think it's Phee whom we should worry about.

The writers seem to try to make us see Cid as a bad person. While with Phee, we are totally sold to the vision of her being a friend.

The moment when Phee heard they cut ties with Cid, she immediately took them on a planet that is a secret sanctuary and that Cid doesn't know about its existence.

She took them on Pabu, saying this is a place to stay. When Hunter asked her if she meant them staying there permanently, she didn't say simple yes. She used Hunter's weakness - Omega, "She seemed to like it here."

And Hunter was sold. They are now thinking of Pabu as a potential home. They are safe, relaxed and what's the more important... they lowered their guard.

Let's look at this from the "If Phee is indeed the traitor" POV. She took them on a secret planet. No one now knows the batch's location except for Phee. They don't suspect anything bad happening. So...one signal sent to the Empire, and they have the batch on a golden platter.

You'd ask, "If it's true, what does Phee gain from betraying the batch?". Maybe it would be an exchange for freedom of Pabu? Maybe some ancient good or someone of a high value to her that the Empire now posses? Treasure can be many things right?

It's true that she would endanger Pabu but Shep said they don't have any reason to come on Pabu since this planet has no valuable resources and even if they come they will be manage, whatever that means.

We all know that Pabu being the silence before the storm is a fact. Funny enough, the whole episode looked like a foreshadowing of it.

The Empire is looking for Omega. We will probably see Crosshair being sent for the hunt. He needs some information about where she can possibly be. Cid doesn't know about Pabu's existence, so she can't be the traitor, even if she wanted. She has no location to give the Empire.

Some may think my theories about Cid and Phee are too complex for this show. But are they? Meanie becoming a hero and sweet soul turning out to be a traitor is one of the most basic tropes in both kids and adult shows. Also if you think I'm reaching then scroll away idk 🤷🏽‍♀️.

At the end of the day I really hope both, Cid and Phee turn out to be the batchers' friends and will help them escape the Empire for good. But you're lying if you say theories aren't fun 😌

#the bad batch #the bad batch theory #tbb theories #tbb phee #tbb cid #tbb hunter #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tbb echo #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #clone force 99 #the bad batch season 2 #dont come for me phee girlies #its just a theory

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Sorry about the bad news! I decided to gather some out of context TEG notes from my document in hopes to cheer you up a little:

Chapter 1:

First impressions, they find each other strange looking. Rodimus finds SW creepy and SW finds Rod gaudy in amount of pieces and color scheme. This is fun to watch change later on.

Chapter 13:

Rodimus is the first person Soundwave opens up to willingly without being forced to answer. He doesn’t even like Rodimus but the fact Rodimus is only one giving him a chance already makes him more willing to share internal stuff.

Chapter 16:

First instance of SW feeling good things in general (in a non-malevolent way, since the incident) but also feeling good things towards Rodimus. Also first time Laserbeak flutters against his chest in response to Rodimus.

Chapter 19:

Soundwave experiences whimsy. While still anxious and easily irritated with the LL crew, he felt comfortable enough at his party to laugh. In this same chapter he is bothered by being the most hated mech on the ship too. He has nothing left to loose at this time and is settling into life there whether he consciously admits it or not.

Chapter 21:

He’s making fucking friends, let’s go!!!

Chapter 22:

(1) Nautica is naturally friendly, quite like Tailgate, they don’t really have a reason to like SW at all but they want to try regardless. She is very excited to meet SW and I get the sense that while wary of him of course, she believes Soundwave to be gentler than he is— that he just hasn’t had the chance to show it yet.

(2) SW is being a supreme dumbass this chapter.

Chapter 23:

You could cut that tension with a knife, ease up girls.

Chapter 24:

He’s feeling guilty for what he did! Huzzah! Yes you are an asshole!

Chapter 25:

(1) TENTACLE WIGGLIES.

(2) Call back to when they first met, Rodimus did indeed punch him then and it was hilarious.

(3) Rodimus definitely likes cuddling. He made the moves to lean against slenderman.

(4) SW that’s called being happy.

Chapter 26:

He’s learned earning things is more satisfying than taking them, especially when it comes to making Rodimus happy. Regardless for a while he still struggles between what’s good for the ship, what makes Rodimus happy and his own hunger to know everything and do things that only benefit him.

Chapter 27:

(1) My king that’s called enjoying a conversation.

(2) Whirl is crazy!! Slay!!

(3) Whirl is spitting bars actually.

(4) SW literally risks being lost to space to retrieve the vial, the life threatening fight looses priority against the promise Rodimus made him.

(5) TG being a fucking boss. SWs realization that such a small mech can restrain him and that he’s greatly underestimated TG is hilarious.

Chapter 28:

Dude you are so in love.

Chapter 29:

Yes, SW, that’s how making friends works.

Chapter 30:

(1) This is funny to me, some security mechs have noticed the frequency in which Soundwave and Rodimus are seen together but they have it wrong here. It is Rodimus who brings SW along whenever he can, SW doesn’t believe he has the agency to follow Rodimus around without Rodimus asking first.

(2) Less swagger, more purpose is a hilarious line.

Chapter 31:

Do not take Rodimus away from his creepy shadow. He cannot stand being separated from his creepy shadow— he is lonely.

Chapter 34:

(1) I am going to die of heartbreak.

(2) Rodimus you’re behaving like a toddler.

(3) Mirage doesn’t speak of Skywarp here because for some reason he still believes he will face repercussions for loving a decepticon. Meanwhile, Rodimus (the autobot co-captain of the LL) is glaring at his decepticon boyfriend for ignoring him.

Chapter 35:

Yes, Rodimus your boyfriend is creepy. What else is new.

Ok that’s enough!! Hope they’re entertaining<3

aww thank you!! I definitely smiled all through reading that =D

#ask #nikkimna #echo garden related #mmm reader's notesssss #brain nom nom nom

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vitanithepure · 6 months

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Favorite outfit

Here it is, my entry to day #1 of Wyllvember!

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First days of traveling together were hectic and filled with so much uncertainty it all became a blur. People came in, made shelter at the camp you now call your home away from home. And only now, after all of you put some distance between yourself and the immediate threat, do you have time to take it all in.

You start noticing details, the mannerisms of your new companions, discovering their little quirks and habits. Like Lae’zel always being up first, starting the day with a series of training rituals, going on through motions she could probably do in her sleep. Or how methodically Shadowheart brushes and ties her hair each morning.

And then there is Wyll. He seems to be the most accustomed to life on the road. From the way he swiftly puts up his tent, to how organized were his amenities, how little clutter he carried around. The same couldn’t be said about his wardrobe. It was practical, yes, the Blade of Frontiers wore leathers that allowed ease of use, allowed for good maneuvering with his choice of weapon and provided decent protection in battle.

This practicality clashed with the frills adorning his clothing, the golden clips and buckles. They didn’t seem to serve any purpose, but certainly gave Wyll a distinguished look. A very odd choice for someone styling himself the champion of the common folk. Yet far be it for you to judge, for he really is an undeniable force of good in this region of the Sword Coast.

“Tell me if I intrude upon your time, but that faraway look on your face tells me you could probably use the company this evening. And I wouldn’t mind it as well.”

You startle hearing Wyll’s voice so close, wondering if he took offense at your scrutinizing gaze. The smile he approached you with hopefully means no.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to stare. Go ahead, lots of room here by the fire.”

“I got the feeling you were looking through me, rather than at me, but either way, there is no need to apologize.”

He sits down next to you, and from this distance you can see more details on his outfit. The leather is obviously starting to wear out. It visibly took a lot of cuts and blows that were meant for the wearer, and the jerking underneath looks patched as well. On it, you notice, is a crest. It shows a merchant ship, sailing out on the sea. You recognize it.

“Say, is that…Baldur’s Gate? On your chestpiece?”

Wyll looks down to touch the symbol. His smile widens in a way that makes you sure there are many good tales to be told about the place.

“Indeed, you are looking at a Baldurian, born and raised. Pride of the Gate, I like to think of myself, but that is a story for an entirely different evening.”

“You put a lot of attention to your outfit, this your favorite?”

“It kept me alive for a long while, so I guess it is only fair for me to keep using it. A life I led before this one taught me appearances do matter, but it’s hard to apply that when one travels the wilds as much as me.”

“And yet, you manage to make it work.”

He throws a playful look your way. It’s really not hard to notice the charm the man spreads around himself, but it’s not of the stifling kind. There is genuine affection and kindness to Wyll, one that you would not normally expect from a rugged monster hunter he makes himself to be.

“Glad I am to hear it! Now, I believe there are countless other things we can talk about apart from my choice of fashion, as flattering as you make it out to be.”

And it’s true, the conversation flows easily and freely between you two, long unto the night, until the chill of the night air forces you back to your tents. You count this evening as the most pleasant one since all of this happened, and you hope, as you fall asleep, not the last one spent talking to Wyll under the stars.

***

The favorite outfit in question is:

I absolutely adore him in it!

#WyllWeek #Wyllvember #am I doing this right?#it's the first time I take part in any kind of fandom celebrations like this :D #wyll ravengard #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3

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rockingrobin69 · 9 months

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It was the hottest Saturday in July and Teddy had been climbing the actual walls before Harry broke and said, “Okay, okay, to the park then.”

(The wall thing was new. Ron said it was quite ‘Spider-Lad’ of him; Hermione laughed so hard she kinked her neck. Teddy’s magic, still so new and boundaryless, often manifested in ways that were either literal, or just plain wild).

And so to the park they went. To ride the stupid ‘pirate ship’ (“one more time, one more time!”) and chase after dogs (“Teddy, no, it’s their ball!”) and get ice cream (“Please please please Uncle Harry”). Harry was, at his core, a softie, and for Teddy all the more; so, yes, he located the nearest stand, and marched to take his place in the queue with all the resolve of a godfather on a mission.

Waited a veritable ever with Teddy’s order on repeat in his mind (chocolate with strawberry syrup, chocolate with strawberry syrup) until he was face to face with the ice cream display and—oh no, he felt faint.

Draco Malfoy should not be allowed to wear magenta.

Not because he looked bad, per-se (he looked ridiculous, like, fuck-me, ridiculous. With the hat, magenta, and the uniform, magenta, with his hair and his nose ring and a thick black choker). Mostly because the effect was a bit much, and Harry lost his ability to form speech when grey eyes finally deigned to grace him with a look.

“What can I get you, Sir?”

Blinked and blinked and sweated and blinked. “Malfoy,” Harry tried. “It’s me.”

“Indeed. So, ice cream, or…?”

Like a kick to the shin. “What? It’s—what are you even—it’s me. Harry Potter. Your, er, I mean, what are you doing selling ice cream in my park?”

One pierced eyebrow hitched. “My apologies. I wasn’t aware they’d made it your park.” With an overly-dramatic huff: “am I still allowed to work here, Mr. Potter?”

“What?” was really all he could give.

“Tell you what. Why don’t you order your ice cream, I’ll get it for you, and even refrain from spitting in it, as a personal favour. Then off you go on your merry little way and maybe get a new shirt because, sorry to say, but this one is painful on the eyes.”

“This shirt is painful on the eyes?” Harry growled, pointing at the magenta uniform, the magenta hat, the magenta backdrop of the cart.

“You’re right. Probably not the shirt. The face attached to it seems to be the problem. Now, Potter, there are people behind you, and it’s hot as fuck, so. Ice cream or sod off?”

For the longest moment he considered sodding off, but Teddy was sitting on that bench and looking very hopeful, and—charming little bubbles in rainbow colours all around him? Shit. “Erm, chocolate with raspberry syrup. Please.”

“Always were a man of high tastes,” Malfoy smirked, but he gave Harry a couple of scoops and a generous dousing of syrup, then charged him something exorbitant, then winked. Harry—had no time to deal with this.

Running back to Teddy (“hey, buddy, so, those bubbles, are you making them on purpose or…?”) with an already-dripping ice cream cone and a strange, swooping feeling in his belly (not hunger). By the time he’d spelled Ted’s hands clean, he already forgot about Malfoy and the whole thing.

Only remembered that night after bedtime. The back of his eyes when he shut them shone oddly magenta.

3K of summer vibes, of shenanigans and accidental magic, a probably unhealthy Paw Patrol addiction, and more than one reason for you to run to the dentist.

Come cool off with Colour-full on AO3!

#drarry fic #summer vibes #ice cream at the park and getting into trouble with your ex-nemesis #getting very sticky #getting out of trouble #getting... everything you wanted somehow #and finding joy in all of it

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No such thing as luck @huxloween

"There is no such thing as luck Armitage! There is not! Either you are capable of something or you are not! They were! They stole a ship under your nose and you did nothing! And now you are talking that it was luck!? You are useless! A pffasking never-ending disappointment. There is no some magical force around that decide who will win there is only... "

Hux observed with satisfaction how Pryde gasped for air and fall down on the ground desperately trying to breath. Every member of the Supreme council found another place to look at. Kylo didn't move from his chair. There was certain smugness at his face and for once Hux could share it. He turned around to face Kylo.

"Unfortunate choice of words."

Kylo smiled.

"Indeed." Pryde went almost blue now, tears running from his eyes "However." Allegiant General caught his breath and touched his neck "You did nothing. That is true."

"Indeed. I did nothing. Care to hear my explanation? "

"Yes."

"I put a tracker in Dameron. A microchip. We can find him anywhere. In a few hours we will have a knowledge where is their precious base. And we will crush them. For good." He moved past Pryde and stood next to Kylo. "Did i do well? Supreme Leader?" He asked.

Ren laughed looking at him.

"Yes. Very well, General. Oh. Apologies. I forgot to reveal what is a purpose of today's meeting. I wanted to present to you new Grand Marshall of the First Order. Armitage Hux. The official ceremony will take place in a few days but you should start addressing him accordingly. Congratulations."

"Thank you, love" everyone froze again and Kylo chucked. "What?"

"He thinks that you are lucky bastard" Hux laughed and kissed Kylo shortly. Ren made dissatisfied sound when Hux moved away from him and kneeled down next to Pryde.

"Oh Enric. Just as you have said. There is no such thing as luck."

#kylux #armitage hux #kylo ren #huxloween

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yanderefairyangel · 4 months

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*sigh*

Ok this is going to be the final post I ever make on this issue

Again, in canon both Nel and Rafal aren't Alear's half siblings.

They both come from a dimension where Alear isn't their father's child hence why in the S support they'll mention that fact, because that's what makes them unrelated to Alear.

"But Alear still has Sombron's blood!!!" So ? How is it gonna change the fact that in canon they come from a world where Alear has not Sombron's blood and Rafal having this one line in his S support with Alear ? The writing has already been done, finished approve no matter what arguments you can pull off your pocket so you're probably better off accepting it

"But Sombron has the same DNA, he looks identical" THAT THE LOOK ALIKE LOOKS LIKE SOMBRON IS NOT AN EVIDENCE OF HAVING THE SAME DNA !! Besides Nel straight up explains at the begining of the DLC her Sombron was native to his Elyos and hence had different ancestor so even if you try to replicate irl to a fictional scenario that wouldn't work

"But in X or Y media multiverse is written like this so logically it should" No, I'll stop you right here. Multiverse as a concept is entirely fictional. I wathced long ago a video made by a scientist explaining that the spacio-temporal rules of the universe were so precise that it was literaly impossible for an alternate version of yourself to even exist. Do you realize how many % of chances you had to even be born the way you are ? That somehow your parents would happen to meet in another world and have you in another world and that you would look exactly like you do is close to 0. Any writers is free to wrote about multiverse with all the rules and any rules that they please and I'd have problem to see you say "but it's not like that irl" since it doesn't exist in real life, we have no idea how many chances there is to have indeed a dimension where everything is absolutely identical.

So basically you are arguing despite the canon that this ship might be potentially immoral because even if multiverse doesn't exist because what if the writers are wrong about the own story they wrote because we should ask ourselves if in another world bloodrelationship are kept and DNA doesn't change ? Please find real problems

"But Nel and Veyle become siblings in her support so Alear-" That Veyle choosed to bond as a sister with a fell dragon who hail from a world where Veyle is her sibling because in this world Sombron is still her father is Veyle's decision, it doesn't concern either Rafal or Alear, if they want to bond this way with Nel and Veyle, then it should be their own decision

"But don't you think this is convoluted as all heck ?" Yes it is. But at the end of the day it's what the writers wrote. No one can change that except them

"But if you have to go through all that trouble to make it ok, then that's-" Again, that's nothing. All of what happened is just the consequence of the writers writing what they needed : they nedded Nel and Rafal to be the child of the Sombron of their world to have him serves as a catalyst for their story but didn't needed to have them being siblings to Alear so they made sure that Alear in their world is Lumera's child. Like you really though that this one change, Nel being in love with Alear and the PR being romantic wasn't done on purpose ? You really didn't connected the dots ?

"But no one would complain had they given the Fell twins a different parent!!" Oh I sure don't doubt that but again, considering what the canon says, would it have made that much of a difference ? Besides you can still ship them with the Blue Alear if it bugs you so much to have them being shipped with the regular one. It's essentially shipping the same ship since it's involving the same characters and that if you put Alear in Emblem mode next to Isekai Alear they have the same hair and eye color and it's the essential reason why the twins being romance exist but hey, if it helps you feel better (but if you ask me if you can ship them with a least one version of Alear without it carrying the uneasyness you are feeling that shows how much of a nothing problem that is)

"But it's not a good look when you have to explain why shipping 2 characters isn't ince-" Look, anyone who has been in a fandom will tell you that's the one argument that is easily disproven by people so into their headcanon that they project it into canon and that's not even entering into cultural differences and sues

"But it makes me unconfortable, I prefer to headcanon them as siblings" Which is perfectly valid and understable, you have every right to be weirded out by it and to not like shipping them but prefering a family headcanon, provided of course that you don't try to police people on those ships since... the creator of the characters themselves are fine with this ship happening in canon

"But the fact they let you marry your multi-cross-dimensional sibling is wil-" Again, multiverse doesn't exist so we have literaly no idea id we can have cross dimensional sibling to begin with, we are bond to the text that says they aren't in virtue of Alear changing parents across dimension

"But there would have been so much more potential if they became siblings in canon instead " that's more your wish on the story then anything, because Alear hates Sombron and feel no kinship to him so why would they towards another Sombron whom they never met and isn't even their father in that world ? And Nel and Rafal both comming from a world where Alear isn't their sibling I don't see them feeling kinship suddenly because in this world they are a Fell dragon too since they also hate their own Sombron. Veyle is a special case in case you havent noticed... being their siblings in their world and having a connection with Alear's that actullay relevant to the main story... and being called Alear's only sister in the JPN version.

"But all of this is only so that you the player can marry them" So ?Not only is that untrue since Alear being a Divine dragon by blood in their world wasn't linked to the S support future, but that also means they have even less chance of being related because why on earth would you have the player marry their sister ? You can't even do it with VEYLE. I think that Veyle not being concerned should already speak volume to that

At the end of the day we are talking about fictional characters (aka stuff that don't exist and don't have blood nor DNA so aren't related in any other place then your imagination) that can be romanced in canon sayin that they aren't related to Alear in canon and that can still be shipped with the other version of Alear who is identical in apperance and personality any way. I think by that point it shows that fighting over this is useless.

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So I've been reading opinions here and there about why there's differences in 2 shipping name for satosugu and why it seems pretty clearcut and important for this fandom and then saw your post saying the eastern fandom seems to lean more goge while western is more gego. I've read that the purpose is usually to define/tag who top/bottom if it's nsfw works and if it's not nsfw then it's to depict the dynamic (which perspectives about said dynamic vary from one fan to another). I'd even seen opinions that pointed out Mappa is prolly pushing more gego than goge just because they made Gojo lankier and prettier like ?? I'm not trying to start anything here because it all comes down to personal preferences and everyone is entitled to their opinions but to me that sounds quite traditional? Typical? Man...as someone who came from the west side then I'd say the eastern side got nicer taste! I like the top to be lankier, have pretty eyelashes, cheerful, and more childish lol. Not to mention buff, meatier bottom who is tall, dark, handsome, speaks less and has more mature personality of the two is all in the rage nowadays (more and more famous BL works recently are featuring those dynamics more). It's a bit of a bummer for me since satosugu is something we can experience fully through fanworks and as someone who only knows English, there are indeed more works for gego in English (at least from what I've seen by filtering tags for fanfics). So I really appreciate goge artists like you who made it available in English 🙏. I shud hurry up and make pixiv acc even though I would solely depend on AI translator to understand the fanfics and doujinshis there 😂

Yes I mean, I feel mappa satisfy both sides like in last episode (was the drool really needed?!?? That was made for us 😭). Even if they indeed made gojo a lanky teen I mean he kinda is in the manga too hahaa even if I like to give them both a nice built it doesn't bother me much. I do appreciate they dud make now adult Gojo look a big bigger on the shoulders specially so I just hope they deliver good post sealing Gojo when he gets out 🥹 cause that gojo is my fav version of him now.

I do still think stsg could be very versatile and it works for everyone's taste I'm just very leaning into goge now to ever go back haha but I can understand why people enjoy they other way too.

Also yes! Please pixiv has a los of logs and doujins from amazing artist and any translator will help you enjoy them and even without one it's pretty enjoyable just admiring the art in general 🥹 truly recommend you try it! And also thank you for liking my art!! 🥹🫶🏻 Happy to be here pushing the goge agenda hehe

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Climbing Out (Chapter 6)

A/N: So we have to recover from the break I have been taking so I’m trying to post more until I can find a consistent schedule. Hahaha you guys can suggests which days you want this series to be posted on and I’ll think on it.

Ship: Azriel x Reader, archeron!reader

Warnings: Abuse AKA Violence, Swearing, Feel free to tell me if I need to add anymore

Genre: Angst

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Requested? No. Inspired? Yes! This series is inspired by Just Another Stereotype but the storyline is slightly different.

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The word fine was always interesting to me.

You see, whenever someone says their fine they usually mean that their not. Imagine asking your friend if they were okay and no matter how much they were suffering in their on head they would smile and wave you off, saying the same thing, “I’m fine”. But were they?

No one usually blinks twice at the answer. We all know it’s a lie but no one cares enough. Because whenever someone asks about how we feel, we know it’s not because that person cares.

It’s because it’s basic courtesy and it’s seen as rude if they don’t. However, most of the time, they never actually care. Which is why we find the need to say that we are indeed ‘fine’.

Now, I was trapped in that cycle. As I walked around the townhouse, feeling dead on the inside. I hated myself more then anything. As they prepared for Hybern, the queens, the war that was bound to occur, I was left to myself.

Occasionally when we got together for meals, or if they passed me in the hallway, someone would ask me if I was alright.

But as hollow and as empty I felt on the inside, as I struggled to fill the void in my head as intrusive thoughts constantly penetrated my mind, I always forced myself to smile, and say that I was fine.

There was one thing that kept me sane, helped me escape my reality. Books. Whenever I could I would make the long trek to the libraries and bookstores around Velaris and I would look for new books to read, new worlds to explore.

There was one that made me particularly interested, a book series called ‘Throne of Glass’. It was about a young female assassin and I was greatly invested in the whole series.

So I had my books, my small world, and I didn’t dare ask for anything more. As Feyre and Rhysand were still going at each other like two dogs in heat, I preferred to stay away, not really wanting to hear about my sister’s happiness.

I was happy for my sister, of course. She deserved her happiness but I could not help but feel trapped. I wanted to look for more, explore more.

There was a void in my soul that I wanted to fill, I wanted a purpose. And being trapped in this court, constantly being pressured to stay in line so things went smoothly. I hated it. I hated myself for wishing that I had more, told myself that I was ungrateful and that I should be thankful I was even alive.

But I felt alone.

Despite everything, I felt alone. Sure I was surrounded by people but it felt like that kind of loneliness that made me feel like I had no one. Nothing to depend on except myself and I know that that should have been enough but I wanted more then anything to have someone to lean on. I needed to get out of this place, I needed to feel free after everything.

“Y/N?” My head snapped up as I looked at Rhysand. His eyes hardened as if analysing my every move for a second before shaking his head. “I asked if you were going to accompany us back to your sister’s home to send a letter to the mortal queens, I need to make sure, just in case you had changed your mind,” I blinked before coming to a realisation that he was talking about the trip to the mortal lands tomorrow.

“Uh- yeah, I’m still going,” I stumbled over my words before quickly standing up, “I’m so sorry I’m extremely tired, I should probably get some rest before tomorrow, you guys can fill me in later,” Feyre looked at me with concern and Rhysand looked as if he was ready to call me out for my lie. But I quickly rushed to my room.

Not looking back.

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The next morning came quickly. Though I had told the inner circle that I was exhausted, I did not sleep at all. I lay awake and watched the window in my bedroom until the sun began to rise. It was only the did I give up trying to fall asleep and threw back the covers to get ready.

I chose simple Illyrian leathers and a cloak that seemed to big for me, and the smell on it was so familiar though I could not quite put my finger on it. I pinned my hair back in a half updo, keeping the hair away from my face but not pinning it up entirely. I preferred my golden brown locks to be let down instead of tying it up, especially since I had long hair.

As I exited the room, I bumped into Nuala and Cerridwen, no doubt on their way to wake me and were shocked to see me up on my own, since I had been sleeping in the past few days. I showed them a polite smile before continuing my way to the kitchen. Azriel was there, no surprise. The three Illyrian males were always up and running at dawn. Well for Rhysand it was more like up and fucking my sister. I doubt Nesta would react well to their relationship or id they would keep it a secret.

Acknowledging Azriel with a subtle nod I approached the cabinet and took out a bar of chocolate, munching it as I leaned against the kitchen island. He was eating a sandwich, probably prepared by one of the wraiths or himself.

“So, books,” He raised his eyes at me expectingly. I shrugged as I took another bite out of the sugary goodness I was holding. “I like reading, it’s like an escape from reality, plays some of the characters are hot,” His eyes darkened and I could feel his gaze burning holes into me. I tugged the cloak tighter around my shoulder. “You do realise that’s my cloak right?” He deadpanned. It took me a second to register what he said before I blushed and immediately took the cloak off, extending it out to him, my face probably scarlet.

He chuckled before punching my hand back. “Keep it,” He said, “It looks better on you,” His lips twitched when I flushed further. I held the cloak to my chest before I remembered when I had thought that the scent on it was familiar. No wonder.

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It was two hours later when we were finally gathered in the living space of the House of Wind. We went over the plan again. Feyre would fly with Cassian and I would fly with Azriel while Rhysand winnowed them to the gap near the wall and flew through the wall.

Waiting for Rhysand’s signal, Cassian glanced towards me and Az.

“You know,” He started, “You never actually specified how your powers worked,” My brain drew a blank. I didn’t exactly know myself. However, I supposed I could try and explain.

“I can manipulate shadow, kind of like Azriel, I can winnow and I can control the natural elements like air, water, fire and earth. When it comes to water I can increase or decrease the temperature to make it so scalding it would burn your skin off just to come into contact with the steam or I could make it so cold it would cause frost bite, the rest of the elements are kind of like the High Lords accordingly,” I explained. I supposed that was a decent explanation but I might have confused myself.

“So when you say that you can manipulate water, what about a substance with water,” Cassian pushed. I thought for a moment before nodding. I supposed that that was possible. “What about blood?” Azriel suddenly interrupted my train of thought. I turned to him and sighed before giving him my reply.

“Yes.”

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A/N: This newer power will certainly be interesting to explore. IDK I was thinking about how our bodies are 75% water and I was like: Oh it woul be so cool if I could kill someone by quite literally draining them of blood if I could manipulate water. And so we have this. Sorry I took so long with this one but have a nice day loves <3

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