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zoyalannister · 1 year

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So, since many Gabrily are passing by this blog, I decided to post in preview the unedited Prologue of the ff.

1. The story already has a title, you will just see it when I will post it on Ao3.

2. Bridgestock became Inquisitor a few days before Matt and James's parabatai cerimony, so for the sake of this fanfic I created my OC which is only useful to bring the story forth.

3. You will understand in a moment why I say you will regret the random updates ahah

4. This is the unedited version, the one I will post on Ao3 will be better. And in this prologue there's no smut.

Gabrily prologue

London, 1895

"Let. Me. Go!"

Cecily's words were unheard by the other Shadowhunters who were dragging her through the Silent City.

"You have no idea who you are against," she went on. The rage that she tried to repress for so long was now running free. "My brother, William Herondale, is the head of the London Institute. My husband and my brother-in-law are respected members of the Clave and I myself have helped to save your lives from Mortmain's devices!"

She may as well talk to the dead bones of the walls. The Shadowhunters didn’t reply to her, but they just led her to a cell. Her heart was racing with wrath and fear, and they closed her inside. Cecily gave herself a moment to scream all her feelings.

"This is a mistake!" she yelled against the barred door. "Let me go!"

"We are going to see if it was a mistake."

A voice came from the other side of the door, and a moment later a man showed up. Despite the fact that she didn't meet him often, Cecily recognized Mr. Morgenstern, the Inquisitor.

He was holding the Mortal Sword. That wasn’t a good sign, at all.

But she was too furious to see it rationally.

"I want to see my husband and my children now," she hissed, as the Inquisitor came into her cell.

The man, on his credit, didn’t look impressed.

“I do not think you are going to meet your family anytime soon. You are accused of theft, trespass, opposition to arrest, murder–”

“I did not kill anyone!” Cecily snapped.

She didn’t care if she was disrespecting the second most important charge of the Shadowhunter society. She was innocent, and hearing all those charges–

Murder.

That charge hurt the most. She didn’t kill anyone indeed, but for days she’d been trying to silence the voice in her head that blamed herself for what had happened, with no result.

The Inquisitor seemed to read her face perfectly.

"I will ask you some questions, and, if your answers can prove your innocence, you are free to go."

Cecily took a deep breath. And then another. And another.

It seemed almost impossible to keep air in her lungs.

Calm down, she told herself. She needed to give a priority order to her thoughts to find a solution.

"I need to see the Consul–"

"Charlotte Fairchild is not to lead the interrogation, since she is a dear friend of yours," he interrupted her.

Cecily had no choice. She had no time to lose if she wanted to meet Gabriel again, and then see Anna and Christopher.

That thought was a pang of pain in her heart. She hadn’t seen her children for almost four weeks now. She missed them terribly.

The Inquisitor gestured her to sit on the chair at the far side of the room, and she reclutantly held out her hands, where he placed the Mortal Sword.

It felt like many little hooks grabbed her hands' skin and started pulling. Cecily bit her lip so as not to let any sound escape her.

"What is your name?"

The Inquisitor's voice brought her back to reality.

"Cecily Lightwood, but Herondale was my maiden name."

The man nodded.

"How old are you?"

"Thirty-two, my birthday was last April."

The Inquisitor nodded again, then his gaze got sharper. These were the preliminary questions to be sure that the sword was working properly, but Cecily knew what he was going to ask.

"What were you doing in Cornwall last month?"

The Mortal Sword dragged the words out of her mouth.

"I was looking for Heavenly Fire weapons."

"Heavenly Fire–" the Inquisitor interrupted himself, then he added with irritation, "For the love of Raziel, that is no more than a children's tale!"

"Are you seriously accusing me of lying while I am holding the Mortal Sword?" Cecily asked with sarcasm.

The Inquisitor's cheek turned a light red, but he had the decency not to confirm his allegation.

"I mean–why?"

Cecily sighed. She was just wasting time.

"It is a long story, and I need to see my husband now."

Morgenstern didn’t flinch.

"Tell me the story, and if it convinces me that you are innocent, I will let you go to see your family."

Cecily snorted. It was going to take too long, but the more time she hesitated and postponed, the more she was delaying her meeting with Gabriel.

"Fine," she spat. "Fine."

She straightened on the chair.

"I will tell you the story, but as soon as I finish speaking, you will take me to Gabriel immediately."

“I promise, if I will declare you innocent. If not, you are staying in this cell indefinitely.”

She gave him a cold look, which made the man flinch.

And so Cecily began her tale.

#gabrily #gabrily fanfiction #preview #gabriel lightwood #cecily lightwood

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superthatguy62 · 1 year

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FF3 Fun Facts of the Whenever: Ingus-Falgabard Addendum/Followup

I mentioned this on That Other Site and no doubt mentioned bits of it in my other posts, but may as well mention it in a proper post.

While Ingus is associated with the Dark Knight job via his connection to Falgabard, he is not the only one. There are a few cases of characters both before and after that Ingus bears some degree of similarity with, either due to the job, the location or even character trajectory (albeit, in reverse).

(NOTE: Due to the amount of overlap between the jobs, we’ll be counting both proper Dark Knight and FF3!Dark Knight/Warmage.)

1. Cecil Harvey (Final Fantasy IV)

Cecil Harvey is the star of Final Fantasy IV and one of the few main protagonists to be associated with the Dark Knight job (the only other main protagonist of the main series is, funnily enough, Luneth in some portrayals). This is due to Cecil being adopted by the king of Baron and entering service into Baron’s army.

...Say, doesn’t that sound familiar-

Cecil and Ingus had a few similarities, but also a number of differences. In particular, their feelings on Dark Knight and general trajectories go in opposite directions: Cecil started as part of Baron’s Dark Knight corps, but was made to do terrible things for his country and eventually renounced the Dark Sword and became a Paladin. Ingus was born in Falgabard, but only remembered this later in life and expresses an interest in learning to authentically learn how to use Dark Blades upon returning.

Of course, there’s also more a bit more parallels, but I’ve talked about them (and this, really) elsewhere on the blog.

For what it’s worth, the FFIII-D team would go on to make the FFIV 3D remake. It’s an interesting coincidence.

2. Nacht (Final Fantasy Dimensions)

Bear in mind that I can only give a general synopsis at the time of this writing, as I have yet to play Final Fantasy Dimensions and, until Square ports it off of phones or I look into “other means” there are no plans to change it any time soon.

Generally, Nacht is one of the main characters of Final Fantasy Dimensions. A game that homages the earlier games, its central gimmick plays into its episodic nature; It takes the concept of the Warriors of Dark that Final Fantasy III introduced and expands upon it by switching the narrative between the Warriors of Light and the Warriors of Dark. Nacht happens to be one of the latter.

Of course, Dimensions is filled with slews of callbacks to the first five-six games, usually taking concepts, characters and locations and reimagining them. While Nacht is initially introduced simply as one of the prisoners of the Empire, it soon turns out that Nacht is actually the son of a Dark Knight from Castle Falgabard.

As Falgabard is not allowed to have a significant population, the place is bombed by the Empire by the time the party reaches it and is thus populated primarily by ghosts resentful of Nacht’s father Sigurd abandoning them. Without spoiling much, a Dark Knight named Graham aids the party and grants them the Dark Knight job.

Nacht, based on the wiki, fills the same “stoic, serious but overall caring” niche of the party that Ingus does. While Matrix Software did develop FF Dimensions, none of the major FFIII DS staff seem to have led the project, meaning this may just be coincidence.

The FFD cast as not appeared in many crossovers although they were in Pictlogica, Nacht included, making it the only time the two characters associated with Falgabard appeared in the same game. Sure there’s no plot character interactions, and I don’t think Nacht is even in the only version you can play anymore, but he was there!

3. Duane (Final Fantasy Brave Exvius)

Duane is one of the many myriads of original characters from Final Fantasy Brave Exvius. As far as I am aware, he is not involved in the main story, leaving his presence primarily as a “vision”; the term for the characters summoned primarily via memories which make up the main gatcha component of the game. Therefore, the majority of Duane’s story is relayed through his bios.

Duane was once a knight of Grandshelt who, on the suggestion of a superior, decided to learn to wield dark blades. He succeeded in becoming stronger, but his usage of darkness made him a pariah among his fellow knights who rejected him. The stress of such rejection caused Duane to snap and slay several knights. Not only did this result in Duane getting banished, but Duane himself was so wracked with guilt that eventually, he...

...Yes.

But even in death and now a vision, it’s said that his grief remains as he seeks to make amends for his actions.

It’s worth nothing that unlike the rest of the characters on this list, Duane takes heavy inspiration from Final Fantasy III’s Warmage rather than the traditional Dark Knight job. Duane’s 4* bio states that his blade is infused with magic, his armor is essentially a fancier version of the Warmage’s and Duane’s JP bios use the term 魔剣, the same term FF3 uses for its job (English materials go back and forth between “Dark Knight” and “Warmage”). The biggest difference is that Duane incorporates the loss of sanity aspect that the main Dark Knight job constantly alludes to; III’s take on the job doesn’t really mention that aspect, although the association with negative feelings in a few ways.

Duane does somewhat resemble Ingus, but this is probably a coincidence. Probably.

Lightning Round

The ones I’ve talked about before and/or are not quite as related as the above three.

Leonhart (Final Fantasy 2)

I’ve talked about this before: A guidebook for Famicom FF3 gives the backstory of Falgabard, being a village founded by a Saronian Dark Knight named Leonhart who was banished for fear of his power. FF4 also had a guidebook story about Leon, but it went in a very different direction (though that one is more well know). As a bonus fun fact: The FF3 guide seems to use FF2 Leon’s exact name while the name used in the FF4 guide is closer to what would be used for an FF11 NPC (localized as “Leonhardt”).

It is almost assuredly non-canon, but a fun thing to think about. Especially in the just as non-canon Memory of Heroes, which implies that Leon and Ingus are reincarnations of one of the original Warriors of Light (or otherwise inherited his will).

Goffard Gaffgarion (& Ramza Beoulve?) (Final Fantasy Tactics)

Gaffgarion is the lone Dark Knight in Final Fantasy Tactics (PS1). A mercenary who initially takes Ramza under his wing, they come to blows when Gaffgarion attempts to fulfill his mercenary duty of assassinating Princess Ovelia.

Between operating under Gaffgarion for a year or two and the general trajectory of his character arc, Ramza is somewhat associated with the job in Fanon, particularly with a rumor in the PS1 version that would allow Ramza to become a Dark Knight or learn Gaffgarrion’s skills. However, this isn’t possible*.

In the War of the Lions remake, the Dark Knight job was made attainable for units that can switch jobs, including Ramza himself. To differentiate Gaffgarion from the standard job, his unique job was renamed “Fell Knight”.

The War of the Lions take on the Dark Knight job leans more heavily into III’s design (WoTL was released one year after the III remake and both have designs by Akihiko Yoshida), although Gafgarrion’s design does seem to take some cues from it. The two jobs that need to be mastered are Knight and Black Mage, which may be an indirect reference to III’s Dark Knights due to the magic association.**

*Supposedly, Gaffgarion’s Dark Knight abilities have coding that allows them to be learned on contact in the PS1 version which was dummied out, per someone who made a Dark Knight Ramza hack for the original game. I cannot confirm nor deny this.

** It’s worth mentioning that Falgabard is one of the wonders that can be learned about in FFT. The description seems to use the same characters that III uses in JP; As per standard, it was localized as “Dark Knights”, just like in III.

Paine (Final Fantasy X-2)

I have not played FFX-2, so I’ll be brief and say that Paine is sometimes associated with the Dark Knight job in spinoffs, including Dissidia Opera Omnia and Pictlogica (the latter having her share the “Fell Blade” ability with the generic Dark Knights, Seifer, Gabranth, Garland, Leon and, interestingly enough, Ingus and Nacht).

#Final Fantasy #Final Fantasy III #Final Fantasy IV #Final Fantasy Dimensions #Final Fantasy Brave Exvius #FF3 #FF4 #FFD #FFBE #FFIII #FFIV #Ingus #Cecil Harvey #Nacht #Duane #Goffard Gafgarion #Ramza Beoulve #Paine

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biiigpurr · 1 year

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Polaroid

KTH x Male Reader

This story has yet to be posted on Wattpad.

Disclaimer:

MATURE CONTENT

This is a oneshot that contains content of an adult nature.

If you are easily offended or are under the age of 18, please do not read.

This scenario is intended for adults of all sexualities, genders, and types.

This ff is graphic and has violence inflicted by an idol due to oc y/n’s kinks.

Reader discretion is advised.

Don't spread hate in the comments.

Suggestive Image Warning

Dating a photographer was never a job to be jealous over, until you saw a magazine that credited your husband as the photographer. You snatched the magazine and bit your bottom lip until it was raw…

You've heard rumors about photographers and their models, how most photos come out beautiful because they're in love.

Your heart sank as you walked home, the magazine clutched in your hand.

Taehyung was all smiles as he walked in, ready to take you on your Friday night date. But when he saw the sour look on your face and that you weren't ready like normal, he became worried.

"Baby? What's wrong?"

You let your bottom lip go, it was swollen and chapped. He sat next to you but you moved away from him. "Baby. We talked about this. If you're feeling upset with something, especially if it's me, we'll-"

You pressed your lips together, your bottom lip starting to burn. "W-We'll talk about it." Taehyung nodded, "Now, tell me what's wrong."

You sighed and pulled the magazine off the table. Taehyung looked at it, his eyebrows furrowed, "Why's this got you so upset, love?" You remained quiet then blurted what was at the forefront of your mind.

"You deal with beautiful people everyday, then come home to... Well, me." He went to speak but you interrupted him. "People say photos come out beautiful when you love what you're capturing… Why have you ever photographed me?" Taehyung felt caught off guard but quickly thought up an answer, if you could work yourself up like this over a photo, my silence will not help.

"Baby, you are the most beautiful person I've ever met. Your skin practically glows, without makeup. The rumor is sometimes true, but what you've heard is not how I work. My photos come out beautiful because I love what I do. Right here, right now, if I'd take a picture of you… I'd have to be behind the couch. I'd angle your face up just like this," he gently touched your chin and lifted it.

"The setting sun is coming through the window and hitting the floor, the caramel glow hits half your face and this would be the most beautiful picture…" he saw the twinkle in your eye and smiled.

"For our date tomorrow, since it's too late and we missed our reservation, come to the studio around 17:00." He kissed you quickly and made his way to the bathroom.

You huffed, what he said made sense but you were still worried, if you were honest.

The next day around 16:00 you began to get ready, throwing on an oversized baby blue sweater, some skinny jeans and white slip on Vans. You style your hair, grab your bag and keys, leaving quickly.

You walked past the same magazine stand and noticed all the magazines with Taehyung's main model on the cover were replaced by a new model and a photographer named Jungkook.

In a slightly better mood you practically skipped to the restaurant you always eat at on date nights before heading to the studio.

As you walked in you smiled at the secretary that you hadn't seen in a while. "H-Hi Jiminie." The boy's head snapped in your direction, "Y/N? It's been forever!" He squealed and walked around the desk, hugging you immediately. You smiled and hugged back, your sweater paw on his back. "You here for Tae?"

You nodded at his best friend and he led you to his studio. "He's working on a lingerie shoot, promise me you won't be upset." You chuckled sweetly and hummed, "It's his job, no?" Jimin sighed and opened the door, walking you in quietly.

You sat Taehyung's food on a folding chair that said his name, sitting in one Jimin brought over. Taehyung was about a foot away on a bedroom set, photographing a woman in black lingerie. You smiled at him as he began his last set of photos.

>>Taehyung<<

I smelled my favorite meal and knew my baby had made it. After my last set of photos I looked up at him, the light was casting a shadow on him, but he looked stunning.

He stared up at Jimin, talking and smiling as they caught up. His neck and collarbones were exposed thanks to the huge knitted sweater he was wearing. His outfit was a pretty baby blue and his small feet sat in white shoes. Boy, does he know how to dress.

I couldn't help myself and began taking pictures. One of his neck and up, his smile bright on his face. Second of just his neck and collarbones. Third, his crossed legs.

As I looked back up at his face I smirked because he was now staring straight at me. I put my camera down and smiled innocently, "Hey baby-"

I got cut off as my studio door swung open.

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TAKE ME OFF THE COVER OF THE MAGAZINE?"

The model that made Y/N feel less than stormed in, a group of people following him. I rolled my eyes, "I'm just the photographer, Jungkook. Not the publisher." The smaller male walked over and shoved him, "You're an ass! You know you have input!"

I groaned, "SO DOES EVERY FUCKING PHOTOGRAPHER IN THIS DAMNED BUILDING! GO ASK THE FUCKING PUBLISHER WHY YOU WERE ONLY ON THE COVER FOR A DAY!"

Jungkook looked pissed as he raised his hand but was stopped by Y/N.

He let his wrist go, "I will not allow you to hit my husband. I don't know what you think this is. You may be a model, but his photos made you who you are." Jungkook sneered his nose and scoffed, hearing hushed whispers talking about how gorgeous Y/N was.

Jungkook spun on his heel, stomping out, screaming at the group to follow him.

As the group left, Y/N came toward me and hugged me. I smiled and rubbed his hair… "Before we eat," I waved away the other photographers and Jimin, mouthing for him to lock the door. He chuckled and I continued, "Want to take some photos? Just for us… Maybe my office."

>>Authors<<

Taehyung felt your face blush against his chest as the heat rose in your cheeks. You hummed and backed away. "What panties are you wearing?" You blushed at his question. "Th-The baby blue striped ones…" Taehyung smirked at you as he eyed your jeans.

You took this as a hint to take them off, but as you saw him grip his camera you backed up to the bed and flopped down onto he white blankets.

He took many photos as you gently moved around, unbuttoning your pants, sliding down the zipper, then tugging the pants off. You heard a groan as your panties were exposed, making you lick your lips.

You kicked your jeans to the floor laying back quickly as more shutters went off. You twisted your body so your arms could rest above your head, one lifting your sweater.

Your exposed your chest, your pierced nipples on display for your husband and his camera.

(credit to owner, we only edited the brightness~)

"Keep the sweater on and get on your knees."

You nodded rolling over and kicking your feet a couple times before tucking your knees, but making sure to rise slowly so he could get the arch in your back.

He hummed and more shutters filled the room. You sat on your thighs, the sweater pooling between your thighs as you leaned forward on your sweater paws, your sweater slipping off your shoulders.

You then raised your hands, your stomach becoming slightly exposed, hearing. A hiss made you open one of your eyes, not even realizing you closed them. "Fuck, baby. You got me so hard right now." You smiled and slowly slipped your sweater down, exposing your pierced nipples and making Taehyung groan again as more shutters sounded off.

You then turn your back to him, your ass and panties on full display as you tug the sweater over your head and dig your fingertips into your sides, hugging yourself.

You got used to the shutter sound as you didn't even hear it anymore. "Baby, you're so sexy." You bit your lip and hummed, a full erection bouncing in your panties.

"Tae, m-my cock is showing… promise you won't show anyone." You turned a little and he bit his lip, nodding and even turning the monitor towards yourselves that shows the pictures he was taking.

You smiled softly as blush shaded your cheeks. You turn around and you could hear Taehyung's breath catch in his throat. "That's so fucking sexy. You're so gorgeous, look at that face." You blushed more and laid back, Taehyung climbing onto the bed and standing over you.

You looked into the camera, unknowing what the look on your face could do to people. Your plump lips, misty eyes and red cheeks were driving Taehyung crazy… But he couldn't stop taking pictures, wanting to capture such a raw moment.

"Touch yourself."

You bit your lip as Taehyung photographed you rubbing your hands over your ribcage, pushing down on your pretty nipples, then rubbing your hard cock. "Fuck this." He put the camera on the bed and let himself fall on top of you.

You huffed as he hovered over you. "I could cum just from looking at your face long enough, there's no way I'm letting these pictures leave my hands." You blushed harder, your hands reaching up to his shoulders. He smiled and leaned down, capturing you in a deep kiss, his tongue pushing between your lips.

You moaned into his mouth and pulled away, "Tae, fuck me. Please." Your wide eyes were a stark contrast to what you were asking for and Taehyung loved that so much about you.

Speaking so dirty to him while looking the opposite.

"Dirty baby. My dirty baby." He mumbled as he left kisses all over your neck, chest and stomach.

"Tae- " You gasped and you felt him smile against your skin before putting pressure on your cock. "Tae!" You inhaled sharply and arch your back. "Please. Please. Just- Ugh~ Fuck me." He chuckled deeply and pulled you free, quickly engulfing your length with his mouth.

You whined and your fingers immediately went to his hair. "Tae~ Nng!" Even though the tugs of his hair were kind of hard, he didn't let up, actually speeding up the bobbing of his head.

You squealed as you felt your climax, "Tae-" You gasped, "Cumming~" You whined, cumming down his throat as he deep throated you. "Ah!" You squeaked, Taehyung sucked hard as he pulled off of you. "Stop it!" You hissed, a smile on your face.

"Come on, we'll finish at home."

You giggled as he tossed your clothes onto the bed before turning around and sitting down, taking the proper precautions to remove the thumb drive with your pictures on them.

Once you were dressed he stood up, his back still to the bed, waiting for you. You smiled and got on the bed, jumping onto his back as he grabbed both your bags and the food that was now cold.

#bts scenarios #bts smut #bts taehyung #bts fic #bts oneshot #bts one shot #bts #bts v #bts tae tae

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lulupen2023 · 1 year

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Muse/Thor/The Avengers Crossover Belldom&Thoki

yep, I'm that crazy this is something I started YEARS ago... maybe I'll find the mad inspiration to go on and conclude it Let's start with sharing the prologue: Summary: What happens when the ' Knights of Cydonia ' meet the gods of Asgard? Let the delirium begin! Setting : During the making of T2L, tentatively late spring/early summer 2012, which should coincide with the ending of 'The Avengers' I do not have the mathematical certainty, but it is a FF, let's pretend that it is so… Rating: pg13, then…who knows?

Feedback: yes, please, make a tiny effort, this time I really need to know if this is worthy to go on or no one knows/care about those two fandoms put together :/

Genre: CrossOver (Muse + Thor / The Avengers Universe), Comedy, Romance, Fantasy, Humor, Parody… crazyness ;P

Disclaimer: I do not own for sure Matt, Dom, Muse in general, the same goes for Thor, Loki &Co (they belong to Marvel), I just own the absurd idea that was born from my sick mind And the title is taken from the lyrics of ' Crying Shame ' by Muse (very fitting)

Pairing: BellDom (of course!), Thoki ( Thor + Loki ) and... whatever happens XD

Notice: - I do not like Kate Hudson ( even before Matt met her), it’s not a mystery, but more than real bashing let’s call it a situation in which Matthew and especially Dominic scoff at her whenever they have the opportunity… which is what I love thinking that actually happens in real life, too!

To fully understand this story ( no matter how crazy and degenerate it is) you should know both fandoms, if you don’t, you can still read this first part after ' **** in the meantime 'as a simple one shot, since it is not yet bound to the other events :) The real fun will start with chapter 1!

Loki, Thor and all Asgard is based only on Marvel Movies, okay? I don’t know very much about Northern Mitology :/ Prologue: Requests and Memories

Asgard, End of May 2012

The more he kept repeating to himself that he had done the right thing, the less Thor was convinced that it was so.

He had brought Loki back home, it’s true, with the help of his mortal superhero friends, and had managed to stop him before the situation degenerated even further. Loki would have a hard price to pay for what he had already done.

The point was that having brought him back to Asgard, Thor had precluded to Loki any possibility of escape. By now it was all in Odin’s hands and in his law and the blond warrior could only hope that his decision would be lenient.

The trial has just begun; Loki had been led by Thor towards the throne room, suitably gagged, under the stern and blaming gaze of the whole people of Asgard.

Placed between the front rows, there were Fandral, Sif, Volstagg and Hogun, i.e. Thor’s best friends. They could only glare scornfully at the brunet god, which once -briefly- had been their king. All the way, Thor had looked for an alternative form of dialogue with his adopted brother. He tried seeking eye contact, but those big green eyes made of emerald did not seem to convey any emotion. After all, it was typical of the god of Mischief to conceal any trace of vulnerability.

Frigga hadn’t even been allowed to get close to that beloved son she believed lost, because it was an order of Odin’s. As a matter of fact, two royal guards had immediately moved her away, not without some efforts, fighting every Frigga’s attempt to break free. At the end, the queen was forced to surrender, being a powerless spectator of a show of which perhaps she preferred to never know the final result.

Odin knew that he would have to come to terms with his wife, but he had found it necessary to avoid her overly emotional involvements. He was aware that, when it came to Loki, Frigga used to forget rationality, acting more as a mother than a queen.

Suddenly Loki became more restless, starting to point repeatedly at his magic gag that kept him from enjoying the most congenial arts to him: the oratorical arts. Not understanding the behavior from whom he still considered to all intents and purposes his son, Odin gave orders to his guards to take away the gag, getting ready to put it back on him, if the situation would require it.

Free at last, Loki proceeded to talk.

"I require as my right to speak in private with the father...”

Odin jolted, not because of that request, but for the use of that unexpected name.

"Of all the gods!” the god of Lies added, pausing on purpose and finding a thin, evil, devious pleasure in deluding the king of Asgard so badly.

If there was one thing that Odin had never feared, it was direct confrontation, so he accepted the request, without hesitation, giving orders to everyone to leave.

"What's Loki up to?” Frigga asked Thor, rather restless.

" I have no idea, mother, he didn’t tell me he wanted to talk in private with father. Well, because of the damn gag he didn’t tell me anything at all, since I’ve brought him here.” the blond warrior muttered, upset. His sapphire eyes narrowed, trying in vain to focus on the blurred image of his respected father and his beloved brother as he left the royal palace, with Frigga following him.

"Tell me, Loki.” Odin urged him, once they were alone.

"I do not regret even a single one of the actions that I have committed!” the proud failed king of Midgard stated.

"I thought so!” the disconsolate All Father sighed.

"I know that I have to go through the punishment that you’ll decide that it’ the most appropriate and I’m not asking for a discount, it wouldn’t be correct.” the God of Lies went on. “But I ask you a revocation."

"A revocation?” Odin frowned.

"You heard me. It’s not for long. I ask you to wait for a week, then you can act as you think, and make me do whatever you prefer.” Loki clarified.

"Why only a week?” the king asked him doubtfully.

"In exactly seven days it will be Thor’s birthday and I want to arrange a memorable party. It will be my way to say farewell. I would like to arrange something special in the name of the brothers who we were.” Loki revealed, without mincing words.

"You are still brothers! This has changed nothing, Loki, we think that you're still...”

"Save your breath, All Father! I'm not looking for nice words, but only for permission!” the god of Mischief cut him off, dryly.

Odin sighed heavily, stroking his shaggy white beard.

It was a typical sign that he was seriously considering the decision to be taken.

And Loki knew it; willy-nilly he knew all Odin’s typical signs.

"Supposed I agree. What do you plan to do this week?” the king questioned him.

Loki cleared his throat, as if looking for the best way to give that answer.

"Let's say that my request could incorporate others, related and fundamental: I need to temporarily leave Asgard, I need to keep my powers, at least until then, but mostly I need you to trust me.” the younger god sentenced.

"Why should I consider you worthy of such a trust?” Odin muttered, astonished by the boldness with which his interlocutor dared to require such things.

Loki knew well that too, but did not flinch at all.

"Because Midgard is guarded by the Avengers, whom have vowed to protect their precious Realm from any threat. They already know my moves, my tactics, my fighting techniques. And if they were able to defeat me when I was the leader of a whole army, you can only imagine without difficulty how easy would be for them to defeat me now that I act completely alone.” Loki reasoned.” However, the basic reason is that this time I have no plan of conquest or domination of any kingdom, I won’t damage any mortal, even those with whom I would have a score to settle.” the God of Chaos added.

"I'm glad to hear you say that.” Odin muttered, stroking his own chin.

"Are you glad enough to give me what I asked you?” the brunet wondered.

"Loki, you ask me a lot and your situation is already aggravated...” the old king stumbled on his words.

Loki looked at him deeply, defiantly.

"I know and I do not mean to aggravate it any further. So, oh wise and powerful Odin, will you still consider worthy of a glimpse of your trust this lost sheep?”

***************************** (In the meantime )

Midgard (Earth), London, End of May 2012

Muse were really pleased by the intense work that day. Tom, the media manager, had taken lots of pictures, while the three worked on the new songs, assisted by a large group of sound engineers and musicians.

No need to wonder, Tom’s ‘evil’ plan was to publish the new photos on twitter as soon as possible, thus teasing the band’s devoted fans a little more. This was what trolls did!

When they came out from the recording studio, it was already past eleven o'clock at night. Outside there was left not even a fan waiting for them, as they believed that the band had already found an alternative way to leave.

Muse loved their fans, they were grateful for what those worshippers had brought them. But it was also true that they didn’t despise having a bit of peace and privacy.

Their operating team had already moved away a few hours before, they were perfectionists; every one of them. Matt, Dom, and Chris had chosen to remain in order to refine some of the details, while Tom stayed to muck around with them a little longer (well, he had also given them some valuable help, too, it must be said).

Chris was the first of the four guys to leave, eager to return to his large family. The bassist had never been so happy as that year. The fact that they stay fixed in London allowed him to spend more time with his beloved wife and adorable children, something that was not very feasible during the tour.

Tom followed his example shortly after and so only Matthew and Dominic were left. The two of them, however, hadn’t any intention to leave, and why should have they? By then the place was sufficiently isolated, outside there was a starry sky that did not ask for more than to be contemplated and the air, though still quite fresh, began to smell of summer.

Dominic ran into the studio to retrieve two blankets, which he then took outside. "Matthew, come here!" he urged his best friend, going around the back.

With the assistance from the singer, the drummer positioned the blankets down on the soft grass, and then they laid down on them.

"Wait, something is still missing.” Matt said, getting up and going back into the studio, from which he emerged a little later, with a pack of beer cans, kept cool by their mini-bar.

"Now we are talking!” the brunet smiled, handing to the blond a can, and they sit down again. The pianist placed the remaining cans on the ground before sitting back down.

"This is the perfect crime!” Dom chuckled, opening his can.

"I would propose a little music as background, too but... I guess that today we have had enough, do you think so?” Matt said, taking a few sips from his.

"Even too much!” laughed Dom, exhausted.” But it has to be done, Matt, we are working just fine.”

"I know, Dom, this album will be epic. We will do great things, I can feel it.” Matt smiled, letting the breeze of the night lash his hair.

"I love this. I mean, the moment of realization of an album, when it's just you and me and the music. Well, it’s obvious, I include even Chris, Tom, Morgan and the technicians as well, but... you understand what I mean!” Dom shrugged.

"Of course I understand.” Matthew lay down on his side, turning to him.

"And then, when we're on tour, there will be no more of any of this stuff. Nothing is as it used to be before and you know it.” Dom pouted, before feeling a hand placed on his shoulder.

"I know, it's true, but that does not mean that we cannot make it equally beautiful.” Matt muttered. “And whatever happens, there will always be a ' you and I ', always.” he assured him. In those eyes that were bluer than the sky and the sea Dominic could only read a devout sincerity. The drummer just nodded his head and showed his best friend a convinced smile.

Matthew knew he had to do something to lighten the atmosphere, which now had become heavier thanks to the shadow of the difficulties that arose in the two lovers’ path.

He changed topic, recalling all their memories related to the preparation of that last album, the ideas that they had discarded, laughing because they saw it as terrible stuff, the jokes that they had made to each other, all the carefree moments mixed with the most serious ones.

It turned out to be a brilliant gimmick.

Matthew was a composer, but he was convinced that there was no more beautiful music than Dominic’s laughter and see him so happy, while he laughed and brought out anecdote after anecdote with the enthusiasm of a child, was the best reward ever.

"Matt, do you remember when we got to decide what song you would choose to dedicate to Kate?” the blond resumed his speech, giggling, and as he pronounced that woman’s name Matthew realized that he was no longer in a state of tension.

"Sure, how could I forget it? You were so stubborn and kept saying I should have chosen 'Animals'!” he replied, without suppressing a giggle.

“Well, yes, because it reflects her temperament. In short, I'm giving her a great compliment for her strong and determined character!” Dom justified himself, perhaps already a little tipsier because of the beer, as well as Matt was.

"'Kill yourself, c'mon and do us all a favor '?” Matt sang accusingly, but his expression was clearly amused.

"Uh, is there that verse, too? Really? I did not remember!” Dom shrugged with feigned innocence.

They both laughed, and from there to the first kiss of the night the step was ridiculously short.

"Oh, bugger it! I mean, yep, I can give her ‘Madness', she can delude herself that you wrote that song for her. There are other important songs, the ones that if you had only dared to dedicate them to her...I do not know what I would have done to you or if you would be still alive to tell the world about it!” Dom asserted, parting from his partner, trying to figure out if it was the brunet who had invaded his space or if he invaded the pianist’s one, but without giving too much importance to that thing.

He was fine where he was, which meant sitting on Matt’s lap.

"I know. Like 'Explorers', right? Do you remember the first time I played it to you?” Matthew whispered in his ear, blowing into it, lightly.

"You bet. As soon as you finished playing the last note, I did not say a word. I just walked towards you, I wrapped my arms around your neck, I kissed you...and we ended up making love under your piano, all night long,” the drummer recalled, while he played with the fingers of the other musician’s hand. "One of the best nights I can remember,” the brunet revealed, sighing contently.

“And 'Big Freeze' belongs to the untouchable songs as well!” the blond claimed, resolutely.

"I know, but that one I do not have a good memory of. As soon as I finished singing it to you, you broke down and cried, and then I burst into tears as well and we spent the whole night talking and comforting each other, reassuring each other about our future together,” the pianist grieved a little bit.

"Believe me or not, but even that one is among the most beautiful nights I can remember.” Dominic smiled. “The fact is that that song is special.”

"Yes, so special that I'm not going to share it with the crowd. One day, perhaps,” the guitarist stated.

"Well, Matt-eh, look, you still have time to change the song to pick up for Kate. We might consider 'Unsustainable’.” The percussionist returned to his attack.

Matthew pushed him away and laughed heartily. "Are you nuts? Imagine the scene: the audience is cheering me, I approach the microphone and say, 'And now a new song, I wrote it for my girlfriend, because my ability to stand her sometimes is unsustainable!', and then the song starts!” The pianist prospected the hypothetical possibility, amongst the laughter.

"I would pay for this scenario!” Dom said, sitting down again.

“Sorry, but I’m already sodding rich, I'm not interested in your money!” the other scoffed, pretending to be indifferent.

Dom crawled sensually over the brunet. "So, what about a payment in kind? Would you mind?” he meowed, ruffling his hair. “I think...I think that we can find an agreement…” the singer stammered, in obvious difficulty, getting lost in those beautiful big eyes, made of an indefinite color where gray, green, hazel, and sometimes even the blue battled out to try to prevail, reaching some stunning compromises.

"Mm, yes, I think so.” Dom smiled against Matt’s lips, kissing him deeply.

“On second thought, nope, I would take advantage of you, but without giving you what you want in return!” the frontman corrected himself, recovering and parting from him.

"You’re so infamous!” the percussionist chuckled, returning on his blanket. “But, I repeat, it would be fun. Well, you could use. 'Isolated System', then. It’s a ballad, there’s a piano, it seems very romantic to me, so why not?” he suggested casually.

"I do not know, maybe because that song is about the destruction of the world, without even a single chance of escape or a single hope of salvation?” Matthew rolled his eyes.

"Exactly. It seems so appropriate to me!” Dom grinned cheekily.

"Dominic...” Matt used his warning tone.

"But mostly, Matt, if you locked her up inside an isolated system she wouldn’t be bloody stuck to you anymore at every single concert!”

Matthew could not help it and burst into laughter. "Dom, you're impossible!”

"And you love me the way I am.” The drummer gave checkmate to the singer.

This time it was Matt who got closer, crawling over him, locking his ice-blue eyes in those eyes made of storm.

"I do love you. With every fiber of my body. With every note of my piano. With each of my guitar riffs. With every octave of my voice,” he murmured languidly, placing small, delicate kisses on the percussionist’s lips for every way that he listed.

"Wow…" was all Dom could say, grabbing him by his neck and pulling him in for a breathtaking kiss before resuming his personal battle. "Kate can only dream about these sentences from you!” he chanted, sounding victorious. That was all it took for him to earn yet another push from Matthew, though the brunet was amused.

“Taking for granted that my favorite blond is you, and it'll always be you, Dommeh, c’mon! It’s not so horrible to have Kate around! And don’t you dare try to deny it; you’re already crazy for Bing as much as I am!” he pointed out.

“You rescued yourself at the very last minute mentioning that adorable baby!” the blond punched his lover’s shoulder lightly, before they both went back lying down and watching the stars.

"Matthew, do you think there’s really a place where we can be free, such the one you're talking about in that particular song?” Dom asked him.

Matthew looked for his hand, squeezing it.

"There must be. And we'll find it.”

TBC

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Loving seeing these comparisons of Haladriel to Captain Swan on “Once Upon a Time”!!! :D That was one of my favorite shows and ships and it actually was the reasons I first got on Tumblr all those years ago. But thinking on it I remembered how there is even more in common.

Obviously Captain Swan is what we think of first as the actors look alike and Killian pretended to be a blacksmith before they found out he was Captain Hook. But he was able to redeem himself and they did fall in love and actually turned out to be one of the main “true love” couples. By the end they married and had 2 kids, her son Henry from a previous relationship and their daughter Hope. Plus because of the curse Emma and Killian are the same age as her parents and most of the other characters, similar to how the elves and Maiar don’t age.

Then looking into it more we get into The Dark One mythology. In their realm there is always a Dark One and it gets passed down with a dagger getting the same powers both Sauron and Morgoth had. It was Rumpelstiltskin for most of the show (he also got a redemption arc and his love was Belle as he was also the Beast from “Beauty & the Beast”) but Emma as the Chosen One Princess who not only is a warrior but has light magic was also drawn to it too and at one point became the Dark Swan. Before Rumple it was a sorcerer named Zoso, which was a shoutout to Led Zeppelin, aka that band who wrote a lot of songs about LOTR.

Not only that but I remember the writers confirming that if they were able to get the rights to LOTR they would’ve used it and that previous Dark Ones would’ve been Sauron and Morgoth. We found out as the show went on all fictional stories have their own realms where they exist so Middle Earth is one of the realms. There was also a popular fanfic that combined the two on FF net that is still up.

So basically we have 2 AUs in this show of how Haladriel would’ve worked out with both Captain Swan and Rumple & Belle.

#the lord of the rings #the rings of power #once upon a time #galadriel x halbrand #haladriel #galadriel #halbrand #sauron #captain swan #captain hook #emma swan #rumplestiltskin #belle #beauty and the beast

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Frostmas Year 4: Behind the Scenes

Prologue | Y1 | Y2 | Y3 | Y4 | Y5 | Y6 | Y7 | Y8 | Y9 | Y10 | Y11 | Y12

[To Read Frostmas: From the TOP on ao3 | ff dot net]

This'll be an interesting one to cover, given that I'm doing it while prepping for a cross-post which ultimately led to a full on rewrite 🤪🤪

So let's get into it! Year 4: Behind the Scenes, twenty twenty four edition >:)

Intro: OLD VERSION

My first thought that has me CACKLING I actually posted about IMMEDIATELY upon opening it for a reread lmao. An AN apologizing for a 7k word chapter lmao. I think these days that's a SMALL chapter by Dani standards!

It is now a whopping 12k. Pre second read through. Which is occurring as I edit this draft.

Here at safyresky industries, we are nothing but verbose✨

RIGHT SO. OLD VERSION

The old version is very fresh post-OG CS, tbh. Jacqueline mentions how she and B-Man became friends BECAUSE of this universe, right? Okay, well, they got on so well I was like "there's no WAY they've JUST become friends. They act like they've known each other forEVER"

So I changed that halfway through Frostmas, went back to edit a couple bits, and when I rewrote CS again, had it become more evident--especially with posting "When Bernard Met Jacqueline" halfway through this process, which was very much me just trying to figure out how friendship they are

The answer, it turns out, is yes. Very friendship

SO while cross-posting to ao3 we WILL be tweaking the "baby's first friend" thing

Can you believe when I initially created Jacqueline, she had no friends? fucking WILDIN. She's the friendliest bitch ALIVE. She gets along with the god damn BOOGEYMAN (in my head that is, lol, but given that I am fully referring to lmelodie's OC here, they obvi would be the boss there!)

(but Jacqueline in my head is like "I am making friends with this scraggily ass mother fucker)

ANYWAY.

Another old bit that I'm thinking of yeeting involves Jacqueline's comment on humans? It was a bit of foreshadowing for another story I was thinking of that'd've come after Into the Shadows, in which a chaotic entity of some sort manages to move ACTUAL LIVE HUMANS into Crystal Springs, the magical continent. BUT given that now it's not humans vs magical creatures but magibeans, magihumans, and ordibeings, this bit is super outdated and ALSO, given the collaborative nature round these parts, I...actually don't think I'll be WRITING this idea EVER, lmao

It was a Jack love interest story 100% but now I'm like "...nah" about it, lol

Tho the original idea of a human that knows of and teaches about magibeans moving to CS/finding themselves there is still very intriguing and gd funny

All the magibeans are perplexed. The Assembly is like "well,,,,it's not not allowed?? We never banned it? HOW did they even GET HERE"

So YEAH, there's your two interesting facts for the OLD INTRO

Intro: NEW VERSION

Blaise, Jacqueline, and Fiera have gnarly tempers. Jacqueline is ever so jealous they can literally explode things.

I have been heavily vibing the little brief peeks into when Jacqueline was asking Jack all about his take on Frostmas and I thought the one in Y3 would be the last one

But then I re-read the intro

And. Well. HERE WE ARE.

I actually really liked this one! It's been lots of fun picturing the Frostmas Asides part of Frostmas so far--hence the increase in these little blips and the Blinter aside I have in drafts that I will unleash. At some point. It takes place during Frostmas Y3, lol.

Idk I just really like examining how these mofos function, given the past and reformed villainy and such. WRITING IS FUN.

I may need to scrimbly this because it is the funniest fucking mental image I have given myself in a hot minute:

That had made him laugh, which was nice to see. I’d been grilling him for like, six days at this point—on the job, at home, as he was trying to enjoy a morning coffee in the silence of his condo, watching the lovely flurry outside when the little flurry herself barged in with more questions at eight in the goddess-damned morning.

I am absolutely WHEEZING about it, it's giving HOLY FROST MOM vibes lol

"You are the goddess's biggest idiot" another absolute banger of a line

BERNARD! :D. Idk why but I'm just really here for soft and no nonsense B-Man. I just LOVE writing him actually caring about the other elves it just. It SLAPS. It FEELS RIGHT. Yes he snaps sometimes and seems a lil' grumpy in tsc 1 (I mean, I would be too dealing with Scott), BUT HE IS A BIG OLD SOFTY IN MY BOOKS WHO LOVES THE ELVES AND LOVES HIS JOB AND SHOULD LEGALLY BE GIVEN A WEAPON AND ALLOWED TO DO A MURDER I THINK

ANYWAY. HOW DOES JACQUELINE DO BE KNOWING.

I have explanations for all of it in place, but those won't be revealed until Y12. SO, in the meantime, I had Jacqueline explain our logic so far in the LEAST spoilery way possible, and that is why this whole passage exists, lol.

Jacqueline hating on Santa Scott is 100% my bad, post-series

It is also me projecting! I am in the same camp as Jacqueline when it comes to "people who have wronged friends". My love language is VIOLENT THREAT aka, IT'S THE THREAT THAT COUNTS 💖

It was also my way of keeping Jacqueline's comment on ordibeings being in CS in without it coming off as like, anti-human propaganda or smth lol (see the foreshadowing an ex-story comment above!)

"And considering what happened to him [B-Man]…well, I think it's better that way."

So THAT was my first stab at foreshadowing what happens to B-Man in (checks calendar) Year Eight! I made them as vague as possible bc we don't know what happened to Bernard between tsc2 and tsc3--that is, we DIDN'T.

BUT I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THE SERIES IS CANON!

Anyway, I tried to make it as vague as possible on purpose bc I wanted to keep everyone guessing >:) and MAYBE make them think I killed off B-Man 🤭🤭🤭

GUESS WE'LL HAVE TO WAIT FOR YEAR 8 TO FIND OUT! ;D

Also. I should REALLY crosspost "When Bernard Met Jacqueline" like. STAT

Scene 1: MN's visit

I have SO MUCH TO SAY ABOUT THIS ONE. A lot on the subject of old vs new, tbh!

Right, so, in the OG. MN felt SO MEAN.

And I have this thing. this very particular thing about MN's character and characterization, specifically.

I get SO MAD when people make her SO MEAN FOR NO REASON. I have seen so many bad takes where she's just the worst, an absolute bitch, super rude and unfriendly and I'm like? Mother Nature? Mother Freakin Nature???

Like SURE OKAY. FUCK WEATHER. THAT SHIT SOMETIMES DOES NOT SLAP!! But come ON. She's Mother Nature! Yeah she's scary and THE literal force of nature, but why just that? Why shouldn't she be kind and caring? PLENTY OF MOMENTS IN THE MOVIES WHERE SHE APPEARED SHE WAS GENTLE AND SOFT SPOKEN. COME ON!

AH.

Needless to say. As I was prepping this for crosspoting, I reread MN asking Jacqueline to use her connection and went "SHE WOULD NOT FUCKING SAY OR DO THAT"

She would RESPECT BOUNDARIES! AS WE ALL SHOULD!

And I've just come out of like 5 years worth of boundaries being trampled ALL OVER so I was very not here for it so, naturally, I changed that shit RIGHT UP. RIGHT UP. AH!

I thought it'd be hard to restructure Jacqueline's reaction, but it TURNS OUT after the YEAR I'VE HAD it was quite was and made sense for her to immediately jump the gun, as it were, and get herself all worked up bc I have been doing this for a solid year and a half at this point so. y'know. FELT.

Poor girl's been in Fight mode for a solid 4 years at this point! She's just trying to survive! It's no WONDER she explodes that easily

Jacqueline: I can't explode :(

Also Jacqueline: explodes ~✨emotionally✨~

I've also found, revisiting Frostmas post CS rewrite and MtF clean up and 10 years of development on the cast of characters here had me looking at how I characterized WINTER and going WELL THIS IS WRONG

So she's...not as sad and despondent and holding Jacqueline at arms length

Instead, she is doing her best to be there for Jacqueline while also not being overbearing bc she very much does NOT want a repeat of number 1 with number 2!! ah!

They're all trying not to step on each other's toes and they aren't even in the SAME ROOM

THE BELL THING! It's how I hc they call meetings! Slash how the CS versions do it :)

They all have a tiny little bell that works as an e-mail, lol. You pick it up, which activated it, give it your message/meeting deets, and then give it a little ring! It sends the message to the other bells, and the other Legendaries get it, and they meet up at the place of the person who called it--unless otherwise specified.

I imagine they have specific yearly meetings that take place on or around the same time, and the bells are used to update meetings or call emergency ones! :)

I've no idea where I got the idea from but it's giving Polar Express, isn't it? 🤔🤔🤔

I'm getting the sense I may have to make a list of aliases for Blaise a la the one I have for Jacqueline. So far we've got about 70 variations of the phrase "hottie hot hottie" courtesy of Winter, fiery dilf courtesy of my husbando, baby cleaner extraordinaire, and now, apparently carpet steamer, too!

I quite enjoy picturing the Frosts using their elemental proficiency for mundane things. Like starting fires (IN THE FIREPLACE/HEARTH!), Dishes. Cleaning carpets, apparently 🤣

"I've half a mind to lightning bolt the next person who brings it up" YES MN. MUCH BETTER. GO OFF! I wrote this then pictured EB becoming a giant poof ball and wheezed, so it stayed 😎

"And you should hear this too, mom" is deffs a reference to that meme lol. It's been in my head as of late :p. Pedro Pascal is an enjoyable human being tbh!

God. Having Jacqueline be allowed to swear in the narration was like. My BEST idea. FEELS GOOD. FEELS RIGHT. SHE'S A POTTY MOUTH. Probably the worst of her siblings. Yes, even Fiera!

Mmmmm well maybe not QUITE. I think Fiera comes close but Jacqueline takes the damn cake lol

Scene 2: "You Look Like Sleet, B-Man"

They both do tbh, lmao, who're you fooling, Jacqueline 😏😏

Have you guys ever read Just An Elf by Locrain-Mode over on fanfiction dot net? I strongly recommend you do. The BEST Bernard characterization I EVER did see exists in the series of oneshots and it is 100% how I inform my characterization of B-Man.

ESPECIALLY in Frostmas tbh!!

Crystal Springs FACT: Jacqueline dislikes puns. A lot. There is one (1) exception she'll make and I'll keep that close to my chest for a rainy day ;)

Anyway, focusing on the behind the scenes stuff now: Bernard calling Jacqueline "Jacquie" is 100% me inflicting pain on shittyelfwriter on purpose bc we're friends and i love her, lol

I ALSO love angst! And what, indeed, is up with Elle during Frostmas? where's she at?

We'll find out year 12 ;)

But you can see WHY it gave Jacqueline hope--for a brief moment she lived in a world where maybe Bernard remembered--which would make this whole situation like, wayyyyy smoother and easier to take care of for the both of them tbh!

So of course, we CAN'T have that!

Anyway I really love Jacqueline and B-Man's friendship. And they both deserve some floor time. And yes, I 100% meant to end this scene with Jacqueline giving these vibes:

huehuehuehuehue >:3

Scene 3: MEETING TIME

Oh, Council meetings. I'm sure they made the ribbing in the movie as a one off joke, espesh since it is. y'know. a very old person kinda joke, but I quite enjoy it!

Anyway, throwing Jacqueline into the Council Meeting gave me the utmost glee bc I got to dial up her frosty-ness, bordering her on Jack territory and given everything she'd JUST told Bernard, I was CACKLING as I put this blorbo through the ringer >:)

It does foreshadow how things go later what with her frosty attitude! ehehe >:)

I'm actually applauding myself as I reread/edit/tweak/rewrite. I really was laying it in for Year 10's big reveal, eh? >:D

"If Two-ie over here would just look into his mind..." <- A fun lil' nickname for Jacqueline given that she is the Second Jack Frost. Two-ie? Two-y? You get it lol

SUBLIME. Barbie movie is, apparently, still on the brain lol.

And Jacqueline is once again ruining furniture by way of losing control of powers slightly! I love when she does that >:)

AND JACK'S GRAND ENTRANCE! The bit about him moving the frost instead of Jacqueline is a new edition and I love it.

YEAH! MAKE EACH OTHER SUFFER! REMIND HIM AGAIN THAT HE CAN'T DO HIS USUAL SLEET, MWAHAHAHA

And VOILA! The Resort...BEGINS. Well, almost!!! I mean, in the movie Jack himself says he started out doing the job as is but found it to be too much work--and making a theme park like THAT? I think it'd take a little bit more time, especially with such a huge operations shift. so! Year Four the idea is revealed!

FRANCHISING. IDK WHY I DIDN'T THINK OF IT UNTIL NOW, TEN ISH YEARS LATER!!! Imagine an AU where they DID franchise and all of the Council Members now had their realms open as theme parks slash resorts?? like. WHAT would make them AGREE TO THAT

I feel like at this point my Frostmas mantra is "how can I make this WORSE"

"COOKIES are DELICIOUS!" Crystal Springs FACT: Jacqueline has a MAHOOSIVE sweet tooth. She's more partial to cakes and cupcakes, but a good cookie is a good cookie, y'know?

AND THEN SHE GETS KICKED OUT OF THE MEETING. ICONIC.

“You’ve got a kill count?” “Bernard, I was a pirate. But shenanigans aside, I’m a whole entire season. I’m sure that thousands of people have died from like, hypothermia or exposure during a storm I ushered in.” “Pretty sure that that’s not on you.” I pouted. “Well maybe I want to have a kill count!” “Oh, well, in that case, don’t let me ruin your fun.”

Please, they're so FUNNY. I think I added about 3k words to this chapter upon crossposting? And it was all added dialogue, like this

I am but the vessel. These fuckers stole the wheel a long, long time ago

"...and a whole lot of aggression to misplace" fun fact: this is 100% a Danny Phantom reference that has lived rent free in my head since I was TEN, PROBABLY. He's pissed about something then the box ghost is all BEWARE and Danny's like "😏😏 heLLO MISPLACED AGGRESSION!"

Idk why it stuck with me, but it did! We're not going to read into/psychoanalyze that! :D

AND BOOM, I HIT YOU WITH THE ENDING LINE!

I think it hit better before, but tbh it needed a bit of finagling given how the story has progressed since I originally wrote this chapter. I deffs think it plays into the bigger picture better like this! And tbh, that's good enough for me :3

Not as many memes or references to real world shit in this one. I guess I was having a chill time when I originally posted it? It was very fun to rewrite it! I've forgotten how fun it is to pit the cold front against one another in this timeline~

Enjoy the BTS! And enjoy the FRESHLY UPDATED Frostmas: Year Four here on ao3 and on ff dot net like, tomorrow ish! 💖

#dani speaks #long post #the twelve years of frostmas #frostmas #frostmas bts #frostmas behind the scenes #frostmas bts y4 #year four #man. i've no idea WHAT my tagging conventions for this bad boy were!#i'm just happy to get a fresh one out WITH a semi-fresh chapter :)#happy 13th all! and happy weekend! :)#frostmas posting

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the dlc reveal has led to a resurgence of melina theory posting so ofc now im thinking abt it.

i think in general i lean most towards the GEQ variety of theories for melina, mostly because what happens in the frenzy flame ending is just like. Too Conspicuous to not be pointing at some kind of connection - like the mantra she repeats about destined death (the one who walks alongside flame etc) would be easy enough to interpret as prophesy or foresighted warning if it weren't for FF ending which plays out in a way that clearly conveys that she means to wield/use destined death to hunt you down. and her hair turns black & her mysteriously sealed eye opens to reveal a dusky purple eye (in a story where theres a big lore character defined/characterised by death + dusky eye colour) <- its all just so much

but ! i still dont rlly vibe with the theories that she is literally the GEQ like literally the same woman. idk theres just a few too many things that dont line up there. i think i fall more in line with like the current incarnation of the GEQ theories as opposed to the literal ones. esp with the unexplained, seemingly unimportant but consistent distinction that gets made between death (in general) & destined death -> maybe destined death is its own kind of domain for a as of yet unrevealed outer god (as opposed to death in general) & with the GEQ dead/gone melina became its current empyrean except with death (general concept) being ruled by the elden ring & then sealed away DD lost its power & the reason melina's eye unseals in the FF ending is bc its the only ending where she lives past the point of death being returned to the elden ring/the lands between/physical reality. also the purple eye could be the result of the influence of this hypothetical outer god in the same way that the golden eyes in ppl throughout the lands between is due to the influence of grace. or smthing idk.

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rpf-bat · 2 years

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🎯❌️💖🎢

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

This person who commented on Heaven Or Hell, accurately guessed that part two of the Angel!Joel AU would be a Joel/Joonas reunion.

❌️ What's a trope you will never write?

I don’t do tragic endings!! No matter what awfulness my characters go through, they’ll always get their happy ever after in the end. 🖤

💖 What made you start writing?

I mean. I started writing poems and original stories when I was eight years old lol

But as far as why I started writing fanfic…in 2011, I went to an all-autistic summer camp, and made a friend who infodumped to me all month long about his Fanfiction.net account.

I was fascinated. I made my own account the day after I got home from camp.

On FF, I wrote a lot of Yu Gi Oh fanfic, which led to me following people on Yu Gi Oh Tumblr.

Then, in late 2016, I got really into MCR. But my Yu Gi Oh mutuals thought RPF was “creepy” and “cringe”. 😞

So I made this “secret” side blog, so I could write Gerard/Reader without getting anon hate ^^;

Then, after Eurovision 2021, this stopped being exclusively a My Chemical Romance RPF blog, and became a multifandom RPF blog instead 🤷‍♀️

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

…..Also the Angel!Joel AU.

Part 1 starts with Joel nobly attempting to save Aleksi from a demon. Part 3 ends with Joel and the same demon having a threesome with Aleksi. 😂

#thank you for your ask!

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moonlightserenadeeznutz · 3 years

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luna for the headcanons thing pls pls pls

Yes!!! I love giving Luna headcanons, so here ya go bestie!

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Luna Lovegood headcanons

First of all, definitely a trans girl, no doubt about that. She lived in a very open environment and was able to explore her gender identity at a young age. Her mother sewed her dresses to wear, long, flowing garments that Luna thought were the most beautiful things she’d ever seen. Her father taught her how to make flower crowns and crowns of leaves, and she’d wear them with her dresses.

She didn’t have to come out to her parents. Her femininity at a young age simply led to her simply stating that she was a girl, and that her name was Luna. Her parents were very accepting (and Xenophilius is trans himself because fuck you of course he is, so he was super supportive of Luna).

She named herself after the moon because her parents loved astrology and they taught her all the different planets and their moons, and all the different stars in the sky and how to spot the constellations.

The Lovegoods were definitely pagan, I mean they were all about nature and spirituality. They always marked every single holiday, staying up all night on the solstices, lighting huge bonfires, and making wreaths to wear. Pandora played the lyre, Xenophilius sang songs and Luna would act out stories and poems.

Cornish, and they speak the language as well because being bilingual is sexy.

Speaking of pagan, Pandora’s funeral would have also been pagan, obviously.

She’d have a natural burial, and Luna would recite a poem, and the rest of the family would also give eulogies, recite poetry, or thank the Goddess. Four members- including Xenophilius and Luna- would stand at each point on the compass and “invoke” each element (Air in the East, Fire in the South, Water in the West and Earth in the North) and give thanks to them. There would also be music at the wake, played by members of the family. Drums, tambourines, flutes etc. Luna played her mother’s favourite song on her lyre.

When she reached Hogwarts, I don’t think she was drawn to anyone in particular right away, I think she had better relationships with the teachers more than the students. She got on really well with Professor Sprout, and I think Hagrid really liked her too, because they’d talk about all the different magical creatures together, and Luna would tell him about all the creatures her and her father wrote about in the Quibbler.

Academically, she was very smart, and did well in most of her classes, but she didn’t particularly find a lot of them overtly interesting to her, unless she was able to put her own twist to it, which usually she wasn’t. In Potions, she wasn’t able to brew her own stuff, make up recipes, or use a variation of the recipe. Snape was much too strict with her and as a result, she didn’t do very well, which made her more upset than she would let on since she had been really good at potions at home.

She particularly shone in third year, since she was able to take classes more suited to her, like Astrology and Divination. Astrology was her favourite of course, and she’d talk about it all the time with Ginny.

However, in third year she also became particularly interested in DADA, mainly because she formed a strong friendship with Professor Lupin. Remus had been informed that Luna was trans, and since he is as well, they had things in common, and were able to talk about it with each other, Remus sort of taking Luna under his wing a little. They’d sit in his office and drink tea and Luna would give him copies of the Quibbler, which he’d happily read.

Luna was actually the first to figure out that Remus was a werewolf, but she didn’t tell anyone, not even him. She didn’t think it was her secret to share, nor did she think it changed anything. But she did find it fascinating, and read a lot of books on lycanthropy. After Remus had left, Luna told him that she knew and she asked if she could write some articles about it in the Quibbler, to raise awareness, or if he’d like to write any articles. Remus agreed to let her write something, and she wrote a three page article about werewolf inequality (but careful not to mention Remus by name). She did interview him about it, and he said that he was proud of being a werewolf, that it was actually very cool at times, but that it was simply wizarding society that had forced him to be ashamed. She wrote all this down, and it became the most bought copy of the Quibbler, as lots of students at Hogwarts wanted to read it, and they shared it with their friends and parents. So despite Remus not being able to come back to Hogwarts as a teacher, he did receive tons of letters in support of him from parents and students who had read the article and put two and two together.

Friends with Ginny by third year! Luna actually took a while to warm up to Ginny, thinking she was this loud, athletic, snobbish type, but then Luna got to know her and realised that she wasn’t that at all. Ginny was loud, but in a contagious laughter sort of way, and she could be very quiet and calm when she wanted to. She was athletic, but chatted animatedly about Quidditch teams, and Luna couldn’t help but listen. And she wasn’t snobbish, quite the opposite. She was the only person who listened to Luna, and discussed her ideas rather than swat them away impatiently. Luna made Ginny flower crowns, and Ginny stayed up with her all night during solstices. They became very close.

Ginny was the first student at Hogwarts that Luna told about being trans, and Ginny came out to her as being bisexual. And they were very supportive of each other, as well as being great at keeping each other’s secrets. They trusted each other with their lives, and would always stand up for the other. If Luna was getting picked on, Ginny would go feral and start fights. Although she eventually stopped, since it made Luna more upset. So she stuck to just being there for Luna (and maybe slipping a potion into bullies’ morning pumpkin juice that made them cluck like a chicken. But Luna didn’t need to know about that...)

That being said, Luna could get angry too of course. When she heard an older girl make fun of Ginny behind Ginny’s back, Luna wordlessly went up to her turned the girl’s hair blue with a wave of her wand. Ginny laughed her head off when she found out.

It was through Luna’s bond with Ginny, that she realised that she wasn’t interested in either the romantic or sexual side of relationships. At first she assumed that it was because Ginny was a girl, and she may not be attracted to girls, but it got her thinking about boys too, about everyone. And she just didn’t want that sort of relationship with anyone. She loved her platonic relationship with Ginny, and that’s how she wanted all of her relationships to be like.

I feel like she also had a close bond with Neville, and they gave each other plants as birthday gifts.

Projecting a little bit here, but Luna with Maladaptive Daydreaming Disorder, spending hours by herself making up fantasies and constructing worlds in her head, making up new characters, and getting so invested in them that she regularly saw herself as her characters. I feel like this started because of the trauma from losing her mother. She didn’t tell anyone about it, or at least nothing in detail, but she tried to explain it a bit to Ginny, who knew to leave her alone when Luna would sit by herself.

MaD also made Luna a little more detached from her gender identity, especially if she was acting as one of her characters (again I’m projecting here) who were either male or genderless. She still identified as female, but in a much more looser, fluid way, and even experimented with she/they pronouns, which she eventually decided she liked. (If this were set in the modern world, I can also imagine her using neopronouns such as xe/xer or fae/faeself, though in the canon world, she may have also tried out it/its).

Doesn’t know much about the muggle world, but Hermione gave them a copy of Alice In Wonderland which they loved. And if I were to headcanon Luna liking a muggle band/artist they’d probably like anything psychedelic or nature-like, maybe the early stuff of Pink Floyd (yes, Dev, I’m thinking about Atom Heart Mother).

Went travelling after Hogwarts, where she met Rolf Scamander, and they hit it off immediately. Very similar to each other, and soon became close friends. I also headcanon Rolf as aro/ace so their relationship basically became like Luna’s and Ginny’s.

Their house was filled with all sorts of plants and animals. Rooms were lined with trees filled with Bowtruckles, and owls flitted in and out of windows, cats slinking about the place, so many frogs. My god, their house was wonderful.

Adopted Lorcan and Lysander because ffs not everyone has to have a nuclear family jkr 🙄. And parents also don’t have to be romantically or sexually involved with each other either; Luna and Rolf had a good relationship, both wanted to be parents, so they raised the twin boys together. And Lorcan and Lysander had a fantastic childhood, can you imAGINE?!

Godmother of Lily Luna, obviously. And Harry and Ginny’s kids loved going round Luna’s place, so more often than not, the house was filled with not only the entire natural world, but also a bunch of children running about the place.

Oh also, Luna has nymph ancestors. They just do, okay?

#luna lovegood #luna lovegood hcs #trans luna lovegood #harry potter #ask #request a character!#hp headcanon

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goodgirlgrow · 4 years

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Also, quick question. We’re you into this before meeting your feeder, or did he introduce it to you? Thanks!

Short answer: I was into it before me met:

Origin story (TW/CW: ED, abuse): Christ, I hope this helps someone.

I’ve been into feedism since before puberty. There are hazy, weird memories when I was like age 4-5 of playing with dolls. I just remember making all my dolls hate one doll and turn on her. I know a lot of the time the doll was me 🙁 she would become “pooey.” Like she was a piece of shit person, nothing about literal feces. There was some slow process that led to her achieving pooiness. When I was about 7 or 8, and my home life became just horrible, is when I started playing out things with myself. Drinking lots of water, bloating, pushing my stomach out. Becoming “pooey” turned into me pretending I went to a party and got pregnant and was then fat. Again, I was 7/8 yo. I would stand in front of the mirror and act this out. At some point I read an article in Teen Vogue about a model that had beat anorexia and become a plus size model. That cemented to me that fat was something that “wasn’t normal” but also neither was thinness? I think reading this also imprinted “you can be fat one day and people will like it.” Then there was a period where I would push my stomach out and see if people would notice. I’d go find my mom and say I wanted to cuddle and place her hand on my belly. Some time after that, I developed a penchant for eating cookie dough and drinking OJ. I was 9 and going through puberty prematurely. By the time I was 10 I looked like I was 14. Chubby. Big boobs, 34C. My doctor, not knowing I had a bush and a monthly period, encountered me and said I was overweight and needed to diet. Classic. Around 10/11 I started being sexually abused, etc, and once I had reached 12 I was purging every single meal I ate. There was a blank time between 10 and 12/13 where I can’t pick out feedism memories. But when I started to actually masturbate etc when I was 12/13, I always had one hand on my stomach. My eating disorder had matured to just outright restriction, and over the next few years my weight would go from 97lbs to 105lbs (at 5’6”.) until I was 15. The entirety of my eating disorder I jacked off to feedism. I found Dimensions Mag and the Weight Room. Fantasy Feeder. YouTube videos. Sometime around 15/16, I became less sick, and stayed more between 107-112lbs. I started to have regular sex partners, aka boyfriends then. Basically every time I’ve had sex since I was 15 I have thought about feedism/wg in the privacy of my mind while my partner did whatever they did to my body. It wasn’t until I was 18 that I considered actually indulging my feedist desires. I posted some really sad, skinny girl belly pics. I was a whopping “healthy” “recovered” 115lbs then. I remember talking to a few people on FF then. Finally, at 22, I posted actual content on FF. I actually gained weight. I think I gained 15, 20lbs before I stopped and went back to 115lbs. Then I was a full-service sex worker for while ¯\_(ツ)_/ and then in 2016, someone whom I had kept in touch with from my 2015 FF days told me to post on Curvage. I had gained 45lbs unintentionally. Honestly, I was completely fucking depressed then. I had been prescribed a psych drug and it totally fucked up my brain. I would secretly buy scratch off tickets and shit lol. I would drive to Walgreens and buy a bunch of garbage food and eat it all and then burst into tears bc none of it was a conscious decision. Basic dopamine shit. Curvage helped a lot—I could remind myself of the beauty I saw in fatness, that plump ripe forbidden fruit. Part of my recovering from that was getting in-shape again. I wanted getting fat to be my choice. I thought being a BDSM play toy was the answer to all my problems. I had a long, crazy relationship with my one and only real Dom. Together we lived out almost all of our fantasies. But it just wasn’t it for me. I went on and off Curvage in 2018 between seeing him, still just not knowing what I wanted. Being a gym bunny wasn’t it for me, just a new form of ED. Being a pain slut got boring. I had done everything I could think of except giving in. So when January 2020 came around I did. And then my feeder DM’ed me and that was that.

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samirant · 4 years

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The Saga of Backpfeifengesicht

It is August 22nd and the Jaime x Brienne Fic Exchange anonymity is over! And with this, I can finally tell the tale of how I got repeatedly cockblocked fic-blocked by @ajoblotofjunk - because without that sly little minx, I never, ever, would have gotten to write Backpfeifengesicht. The thanks and blame lies almost entirely at her feet.

The following is rather gif-heavy, thanks to some of my favorite shows. Brace yourselves.

You could assume the story starts with this:

It does not.

It really started with this:

And then...

And from there it took off!

It ended up being @slipsthrufingers, @nire-the-mithridatist and @firesign23 who took the helm on the exchange. You’ll notice that I’m not anywhere in these conversations, mostly because I’d never done a fic exchange in my life, let alone run one. The decision to stay a silent supporter in the background was an easy one to make. Surely that way I could stay outside of the chaos and drama that was sure to come.

Little did I know.

The exchange opened and the numbers ticked up. Best estimates were that fifty writers would sign up and the exchange got TWICE that. It was phenomenal, exciting, wonderful - and thus the work began. What prompts would we get, who would we write for, what would we write?

Then, an email:

I knew @brynnmck, or at least of her. Best buds with sdwolfpup aka @ajoblotofjunk, lives in the States and I knew for a fact that she enjoyed my writing in the past. This is going to be a breeze.

(Oh, I was a sweet, naive summer child.)

There were three different prompt options: rock star fic, vacation fic, and an oh-no-only-one-bed fic. I struck the last one out right away because I’d literally just done a Sansaery story utilizing that plot and didn’t want to repeat myself so blatantly. Like so many others, I went to my friends for help with planning, having one conversation in particular with @forbiddenfantasies1 that promptly fell out of my brain.

(Three weeks later…)

The vacation prompt seemed the most inviting and I started to wonder, huh, what if Jaime and Brienne are modern adrenaline junkies and they do extreme vacations, like BASE jumping?

...I know nothing about BASE jumping.

And, what’s more, in the course of that time period, I read a fic by sdwolfpup where she referenced BASE jumping between the two of them. I chuckled to myself and tossed that idea aside. Back to brainstorming!

Inspiration struck! I decided on the vacation prompt - with a twist! I started writing! I turned to my good friend @forbiddenfantasies1 aka FF and said I HAVE SOMETHING YAAAAY:

And I took a second to wonder… wait. Did she tell me this three weeks ago?

Did I...?

...oh no.

Oh, no no no.

I searched our Discord history and...

I stole my friend’s prompt. I STOLE HER PROMPT.

That’s not me throwing a gauntlet, that’s me throwing away my bit of fic in the garbage, where it belonged. THE GALL. THE FAULTY MEMORY THAT LED TO MY WORST ACTION.

FF tried to be gracious about it, though she was in no way at fault. NO WAY. We had a long talk. And then a longer one. And then another where I said ENOUGH! You write yours and I’ll find something different, it’s the right thing to do.

So I turned to the Rock Star Fic. Music. Guitars. Not my bag, but there’s something there. The brainstorming began again. Then, courtesy of @ajoblotofjunk :

Wait, what?

SDWOLFPUP AKA BRYNN’S BESTIE

WRITING

MUSIC

Not just anyone. Her best friend. A brilliant, brilliant writer.

There was only one thing I could do.

So there went mine.

(Slips: TWO CAAAAKES!

Sami: HER BEST FRIEEEEEEEND! NO!)

Commence brainstorming, part… whateverthefuck, I don’t even know.

And some more brainstorming. (And the beginning of some A+ dramatics.)

It... was not pretty.

My friends reminded me that it only had to be a thousand words - I could do that, it was highly attainable, I just had to find something. Anything. FF knows Brynn and said that she’s so chill! She’ll enjoy anything, just give it a shot!

I gave it a shot.

The struggle continued. My brain was stuck on the fact that I had been a bad, prompt-thieving friend and then that whatever sdwolfpup already had cooking was surely miles ahead of what I hadn’t been able to piece together. My friends told me to stop being so dramatic. I said:

Finally. An idea came to mind. Something simple, maybe even a single scene. The vacation prompt. Perhaps… Brienne goes on vacation. No one knows her, she doesn’t have to prove anything to anyone, maybe she decides to take a chance on that handsome man at the bar.

Yes, I told my dear @Luthienebonyx. I think that’s what I’m going to do. Brienne meets Jaime in a bar.

ONE HOUR LATER:

ONE.

HOUR.

LATER.

And if you aren’t convinced that karma wasn’t out to get me, may I draw your attention to the acknowledgement in the notes:

J’accuse! FF! @forbiddenfantasies1 !!!!!!

Et tu, FF?

INDEED, CAPTAIN RAYMOND HOLT. INDEED.

I was languishing. Suffering. Bemoaning the very idea that I should even be in the exchange at all!!!

Meanwhile, SDW:

And I am:

I turned to FF, all HOW COULD YOU!

She was understandably confused.

I was back to the drawing board.

There was a serious discussion of handing off my prompts to another writer, trading with someone so that I could get over my writer’s block - or at least stop getting fic-blocked by a certain talented author who was surely in cahoots with my friend-enemy FF.

FF tried to talk some sense into me. And she handed me, as it has come to be known: Brynnformation.

I decided to give it one. last. go.

And I remembered.

Nine months later, the time had come for Backpfeifengesicht.

I held it close to my chest. Very close. So close that I stopped checking tumblr for fear of discovering that sdwolfpup had caught the scent of my story in the air and eclipsed me yet again. When my friends asked how it was going, I was perfectly reasonable, totally chill, very:

I was informed that sdwolfpup had gone on vacation, THANK GOD, I WAS SAFE FOR A WEEK.

After I got past the murderous paranoia, I started to put a story together. Vacations. Road trips. Baseball. And, as it said in the prompts, Brynn enjoys herself some J/B lovin’. FF pointed out that Brynn had a fondness for lovin’ that involves tables.

And with that Friend-Enemy FF became Friend FF once more, as she should always be considered.

All hail Brynnformation!

Yes. It was Backpfeifengesicht’s moment to shine.

(I… stopped checking sdw’s tumblr. For my own sense of self and stability. If she came up with a random german name, I was sure to throw in the towel.)

I wrote and wrote and wrote some more. I refused to let my friends see it for fear of jinxing the whole damn thing. I was nearly halfway through when I had a truly horrible day at work and the only thing that cheered me was to break my silence and share a bit of it with @forbiddenfantasies and @elizadunc - they were new to my whining in ways that Slips, Nire, Luthien and Firesign had grown immune to.

Their response?

Though I was still in a mindset more like:

FF: Sami, stop freaking out.

Sami: I CAN’T.

I looped in the rest of my friends, so they could beta and also convince me not to bin the entire thing all over again. It was the work of SIX PEOPLE to keep me from giving up this whole damn thing.

SIX PEOPLE.

At last, the story was done and I landed somewhere between:

and

Don’t believe me?

I kept my eye out for sdwolfpup. If she was watching, she was being clever about it.

I edited.

My friends and wonderful betas tried to talk me down off the ledge. Repeatedly.

I made myself wait to post anyway, and not without one last freak out.

AND

SHE

DID

But hey, she also said:

Gee... I wonder how that happened?

@forbiddenfantasies1 - you are a filthy liar and the goddamn best <3 This story would not exist without you or sdwolfpup’s fic-blocking ways. My love and my echoing screams of despair to you both.

#jaime x brienne #jaime x brienne fic exchange 2020 #backpfeifengesicht #my fic #my dRaMA #it is a TALE #of woe and triumph and table sex

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sothischickshe · 3 years

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Hi! Do you think there is a before and after in your life after watching Good Girls?

I mean, I know it wasn't the best show ever haha, but what I'm trying to say is if this whole experience and everything we've talked about the plot of the show, do you feel it's taught you anything?

hey sweet, this is SUCH a good question <3

so for me, i think there's definitely a directly before gg because i found the show (only the first season had aired back then) when i was Really Going Through It, and it literally (& quickly!) became very much a comfort show for me.

and there’s definitely a during-after for me, because it led me back to fandom and to fanfiction. while i had written a couple of fics long ago, i’d never published them or even considered it, so the fact this show led to me publishing fics (20!! apparently!!! huh!!!) AND making writing a part of my life again means it will alllllways have a very special place in my heart <3

i definitely think the experience of watching & discussing the show has taught me a lot about writing & also about me. i think (at least/especially for ff) i enjoy having something to write against, & it’s helped me narrow in on what i find dis/satisfying from a story, as well as what kind of tone resonates with me.

i don’t know i feel like there’s a distinct after for me per se, my experience of watching & discussing the show is so bound up in the experience of rediscovering fandom (i hadn’t been very active in one for a while) & fanfiction (i did read some but i wasn’t actively seeking it out) & actively writing (and publishing!!! ahhh!!! scary!!!!) & just feeling like...shipping-vindicated...? (shoutout to my one friend who’d seen gg back when i watched s1 & was all ‘huh what eyefucking i dont see it’ & basically made the top of my head fall off). and i don’t intend to stop discussing the show (im planning to rewatch s3 at some point soonish) or reading/writing fic, so even though it’s ended, i feel very much like we’re still during, haha.

plus there’s always the terrifying prospect of reboots or remakes or adaptations or spinoffs or weird word of god announcements, but also fandom events etc, and just fandom generally which doesnt shrivel up just bc canon’s now frozen! in many ways ive enjoyed this show more on hiatus than any other time, and now we’re on permanent hiatus so im in a great mood! haha

& how about for yourself??

#TV #Fandom #I'm trying to think of what else the show taught me #The phrase 'minute in the sack never take it back' or w/e which I had never heard before in my life #I guess I re/MORE learnt a lot of things (such as: it's great watching American stuff when you're not American #Cos when they start saying weird shit about sacks you can just go 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ idk #Are Americans real #And let it wash away)#Oh I vaguely learnt wtf an fcℹ️ Milan is! (every time I'm like... Are you trying to say AC??? What's this got to do with football???? ARE A #ERICANS REAL-- OH!💡 😂)#But I think mainly the dual prongs of loving this show & feeling extremely angered by it were like a masterclass in (ff) writing????#GIVE ME SOMETHING TO FIX AND I'M THRIVING #IT'S ALL THAT STONER ENGINEERING MAN 😂#And I think I relearnt a lot of lessons which is good - most things only sink in that way!#And ultimately I think I learnt... I really like me?! I like my... Attitude? World view? Foci?? Humour??? Writing! 💡#Which is a nice takeaway haha #Oh and I think I learnt how cathartic putting frustrations INTO something /the act of creating is 💖#And I think it gave me bogeymen.... If I'm ever explaining something poorly I'm like... O god am I being like dumber or dumbest??#How EMBARRASSING no DESIST ew #(I did sort of give my colleagues a pov writing class haha #Like your horrible communication skills are wonderful for comedy but you're not in a fucking comedy so you should be ASHAMED 😂😂)#Writing #*AMERICANS

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transparenttriumphzombie · 3 years

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Lili Elbe (born December 28, 1882 in Vejle , Denmark as Einar Mogens Andreas Wegener [1] ; † September 12, 1931 in Dresden , Germany ) was a Danish painter . She was probably one of the first intersex people to undergo gender reassignment surgery in 1930/31 . Lili Elbe had operations first in Berlin and then three more times in Dresden.

The writer Niels Hoyer writes in his book A Man Changes His Sex: A Life Confession that Lili Elbe was born with both male and female organs.

Gerda Wegener

: Lili Elbe, ca.1928

Lili Elbe and Gerda Gottlieb met as students at the Royal Danish Academy of Art in Copenhagen and married in 1904. Elbe specialized in landscape and architectural painting, while Gottlieb opted for illustration and fashion graphics. In order to expand their sphere of activity, they moved to Paris in 1912 , where Gerda could also live out her lesbian orientation and Lili could live out her female identity more freely.

Around 1913 it became known that the model for Gerda's fashionable figurines was a phenotypic man who called himself Lili Elbe. Only the closest friends knew that Lili Elbe was identical to Einar Wegener; Gerda Wegener introduced Lili to strangers as her husband's sister. In 1930 Lili Elbe decided to finally make the physical adjustment to the perceived gender . In February 1930 she followed Kurt Warnekros' instructions and went to Berlin. The Institute of Sexology of Magnus Hirschfeld in Berlin led the gender reassignment surgeryby. The first operation took place in a practice in Berlin. Then Elbe went to the Dresden women's clinic. On May 26, 1930, Kurt Warnekros performed a second operation.

As a result of the sex reassignment operations, the marriage was annulled by the Danish king; Elbe received papers in its new name.

A few months after the fourth operation in 1931, complications arose, probably due to transplant rejection , from which Lili Elbe died. [4] [5] She was buried on the Dresden Trinity Cemetery in Dresden-Johannstadt in the IIC field.

New tombstone 2016. Lili Elbe's grave, which was leveled in the 1960s, was restored in 2016. The new tombstone was funded by Focus Features , the production company for The Danish Girl .

Lili Elbe's life story Fra mand til kvinde (From man to woman) first appeared in Danish in 1931, was translated into German, published in Dresden in 1932 and then in London in 1933 in English in a translation from the German version . In 1953 a second unabridged edition was published in New York; the most recent edition in English is from 2004. The book by Niels Hoyer (d. i. Ernst Harthern ) was published in German in 1954 by the Tauchnitz-Verlag under the title "Change - a life confession"

For Jan Morris , the book she discovered in a bookstore in Ludlow was "the first confirmation that there were other people in the world who were in exactly the same position as me."

In 2000 David Ebershoff wrote a novel about Lili Elbe and Gerda Wegener (in the book as American painter Greta Waud) with the title The Danish Girl (original title The Danish Girl ). It has been translated into a dozen languages and has been an international bestseller.

The film adaptation of the same name by Tom Hooper premiered on September 5, 2015 at the Venice International Film Festival . Eddie Redmayne plays Lili and Alicia Vikander plays Gerda. At the 2016 Academy Awards , Redmayne was nominated for Best Actor , and Vikander was named Best Supporting Actress.

In November 2013 the Lili Elbe Archive was founded in Berlin as an "independent place for the transmission of one's own history of non-normative gender"; worn by an association of the same name.

Fra mand til kvinde , 1931

A person changes his gender: a life confession, edited from papers left behind by Niels Hoyer . Translated from the Danish original Fra Mand til Kvinde by Ernst Narthern-Jacobson. DNB entry Reissner, Dresden 1932

Man into woman: the first sex change, a portrait of Lili Elbe: the true and remarkable transformation of the painter Einar Wegener / edited by Niels Hoyer , translated from the German by HJ Stenning. 1933

Man into woman: An authentic record of a change of sex; The true story of the Danish painter Einar Wegener (Andreas Sparre) / [Lili Elbe] , edited by Niels Hoyer, from the German version A man changes his gender into English translated by HJ Stenning. Popular Library, New York 1953 (2nd unabridged edition)

Change - a life confession , edited by Niels Hoyer, Tauchnitz Stuttgart 1954.

Man into woman: the first sex change, a portrait of Lili Elbe: the true and remarkable transformation of the painter Einar Wegener . Blue Boat Books, London 2004, ISBN 978-0-9547072-0-0 .

David Ebershoff (2000): The Danish Girl , Weidenfeld & Nicolson, London 2000, German: The Danish Girl , Goldmann, Munich 2000, ISBN 978-3-442-30843-9 .

Literature [ Edit | Edit source ]

Susanne Kailitz (2012): The Experiment. In 1930 the Dresden gynecologist Kurt Warnekros carried out one of the world's first sex reassignments. Now this is the material for a feature film - with Nicole Kidman . In: Die Zeit , January 12, 2012.

Sabine Meyer (2010): With the doll's pram into normative femininity. Lili Elbe and the journalistic staging of transsexuality in Denmark . In: Northern Europe Forum . 20 (2010: 1-2), pp. 33-61.

Rainer Herrn (2005): Patterns of the sex. Transvestism and Transsexuality in Early Sexology . Psychosozial Verlag, Gießen (Lahn) 2005, ISBN 3-89806-463-8 , page 204 ff.

Harald Neckelmann : The story of Lili Elbe. A person changes his gender. Bebra Verlag, Berlin 2019, ISBN 978-3-89809-163-3

- Collection of images, videos and audio files

Biography of Lili Elbe at the Federal Magnus Hirschfeld Foundation

Gerda Wegener - a photo album ( Memento from October 5, 2013 in the Internet Archive ) (in English)

Article about Gerda Wegener and Lili Elbe in the New York Times (in English)

Einar Wegener on artnet

Review of the English version of Lili Elbe's autobiography , oiiaustralia.com , April 17, 2009 (in English)

Lili Elbe (Einar Wegener) 1882–1931 , danmarkshistorien.dk (in Danish)

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