#haven parallels
Text
Haven parallels: Dwight Hendrickson and shirtless phonecalls (3x8 Magic Hour Part 2/5x3 Spotlight)
#havensyfy#dwight hendrickson#adam copeland#nathan wuornos#audrey parker#nocticola art#haven parallels#the guard tattoo
37 notes
·
View notes
Text
Newt | Peeta
#the hunger games#the maze runner#peeta#newt#tmr newt#everlark#katniss x peeta#newtmas#thomas x newt#mockingjay#thg#tmr#catching fire#the death cure#the scorch trials#katniss#thgedit#tmredit#parallels#my gifs#it was inevitable that i’d eventually make a gifset of my two current favorite blond boys#my loves#btw bottom row is totally a parallel bc newt comes back cured in the end okay :))))#he’s alive and happy with his friends in the safe haven right now :))))
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
2x05 // 4x10
4x10 gifs from @littlecarmine
#these parallels are fucking killing me#i rewatched tern haven and i couldnt stop thinking about this#this show rotates in my brain like a rotisserie chicken 24/7#succession#succession finale#succession 4x10#tern haven#succession 2x05#kendall roy#shiv roy#tom wambsgans#roman roy#naomi pierce#image description in alt
38 notes
·
View notes
Text
Also I like the symmetry of (presumably) Blake and Weiss meeting up first this time when team RWBY is separated after last time it was Weiss and Yang.
Weiss and Blake with a chat a la Alone Together? 👀
#rwby#bumbleby#also Yang being the last to reunite would be great for finishing out the parallel#when Blake saw the other three she had no idea they’d be at Haven#and Yang has no idea anyone else fell#but that’s more speculative#Weiss and Blake meeting up first seems prettt solid based off the trailer#you guessed it my brain still goes to bees right away#rwby spoilers#let me 🐝 your bmblb#rwby9
147 notes
·
View notes
Text
Dean Winchester, with the paperclip with which he is about to pick his way out of the handcuffs chaining him to a table.
Duke Crocker, looking for the paperclip with which he will shortly pick his way out of the handcuffs chaining him to a hospital bed.
28 notes
·
View notes
Text
flat side of a blade.
summary: Another short piece with my MC, Qilan, and Chase from @shepherds-of-haven, reflecting on their relationship together, their relationship with violence, and their similarities as people!
notes: 1.5k words, spoilers for chase's backstory, mentions of blood/violence
Qilan is seven the first time her father places a dagger in her hands. A real dagger, Ket-forged steel with a wicked shine, sharpened to a fine point. A sturdy handle, slotting perfectly into her chubby first. Pristine, black, shining.
But her father’s eyes are nothing but sad when he guides her grip, adjusting her fingers on the handle for a proper handling position. He’s a warrior, a leader. The best fighter in their mercenary company, with hair as wild as the sea spray crashing against the jagged rocks of the coastline. Her father, as far as Qilan is concerned, is the strongest man in the world.
“You have to promise me something, Qi,” her father says. “You have to remember what it means to take a human’s life.”
“Okay, father,” she asks, obedient to the last.
He kneels, crushes her shoulders like bird talons, urgency lacing his voice. “You can never forget the price of taking a life. To kill someone, so you can survive. The world is a cruel place, Qi, but you don’t have to be cruel. The things I’m going to teach you, that you have to learn… they’re not to be taken lightly. A blade is a tool, defined only by its master’s intentions. Do you understand?” Her bones creak under his tightening grip, but she dares not wince. She can only clutch the dagger tighter until her knuckles are white and the imprint of the hilt presses red lines into her palms. “Do you understand? Promise me.”
“I understand, father,” she says. It’s not quite the truth, but it’s not a lie, either. She doesn’t understand, but she wants to, at least. Not because the idea of honor means anything to her yet, vague term that it is, but because whatever it is her father needs from her, she could never bear to hurt him by rejecting it.
Her own serious face gleams like a ghost in the blade’s black edge. A human life. Could it really be worth as much as her father’s trust in her?
–
Chase is seven when his father forces a blade into his palm, a heavy dagger that rests uncomfortably in his grip, handles still too wide for his fingers to grasp.
“What is this, captain?” he asks, trying to spin it in his palm like a toy. One stern look stills his attempts, and the restrained energy quivers down to his toes. He never calls the captain “father,” as much as he wants to; it seems to upset the man somehow, though Chase can’t quite put a finger on why. But to have a father at all is a blessing, so he swallows any complaints.
“It’s a new job I want you to pick up for me, Chase,” his father says. “You’re going to learn to use that. There are some rats aboard, and I want you to help me handle them.”
“Rats?” Chase says slowly. “Why don’t we get a cat to handle them, then? It would be easier than trying to hunt ‘em ourselves.”
“Hah! Isn’t that a suggestion? Chase, these are the sort of rats that can’t be handled by a cat, do you understand?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t want you to ask me any questions. I just want you to listen to me. I’m going to be teaching you some necessary skills in the upcoming weeks. Just do as I say, and make me proud. Do you understand?”
Chase stands a little straighter. “I do! I’m ready, captain.”
It’s an honor his father trusts him to handle any important tasks at all. And… maybe… if Chase does well, then his father will be proud of him, and pat his head, and tell Chase he’s proud of him. How hard can his father’s tasks be?
–
The truth of the matter is that humans are a fragile mess of nerves and arteries and meat, and one cut is often more than enough to sever the thin thread of their lives.
Sometimes, that severance is messy, despite his best efforts.
Blood stains his clothes, and his favorite daggers are coated in gore, the remains of some poor fool still clinging to their blades. Even if he cleans them, it’s a sin that Chase will never be fully able to wash off, no matter what he does. A reminder that he’ll always be that little boy, wielding weapons he isn’t old enough to grasp, chasing after the ghosts of men who will never be satisfied.
Every strike brings him back to that time, every cut of his blade dangerously close to reopening old, raw wounds which Chase has carefully sewn closed.
He doesn’t want anyone to see him like this, not unless he can make a proper show out of it, another stroke to the masterpiece of his legacy.
But somehow, despite his careful steps and his calculated path, there’s one person who smashes his plans to smithereens, as she always seems to do.
Qilan finds him, as he’s slinking out of the shadows, towards the Shepherd’s compound. There are never any words with her, never any explanations. She only glances at the mess on his body, and tugs him towards a secluded corner, away from the common area, so he can wash away the blood, away from prying eyes.
Chase can’t tell whenever Qilan’s sharp intuition is a blessing, or a curse.
“You don’t have to stay,” he says, pink blood pooling into the mud. They’re at a courtyard pump, and Qilan watches as he runs water through his clothes, his hair until the water is clear again. He’s taken off his shirt, and wrings it out. “I get the appeal of seeing me like this, but–”
“Your hands are cut,” she interrupts lightly. “You grip your dagger too tightly, do you know that?”
She takes one of his hands without warning, tracing her thumb over faint scars on his wet palm. Her touch is warm against the cool water, and he wants to jerk back.
“It’s a force of habit, from when I learned it,” he says. “The blade was too big for me back then.”
A pulse of warmth, like a spring tide, flows through his hand, as his little cuts close and his skin sews itself back together. Healing magic.
“Old habits are hard to break. My father taught me to wield the dagger, and he would always nitpick my form,” she says. She runs another thumb over the back of his palm, as if surveying her new work, the unblemished skin, the cuts gone. Her fingers send shots of sunlight through his veins with each touch.
“Your old man was Ket, right? No wonder you’re so good. I always thought your form was a bit like Blade’s.”
“It might have been because of that,” she concedes. She still hasn’t pulled away. “Even for a Ket, he was strict. He didn’t want me to take people’s lives lightly.”
He should pull away now. There’s no reason to hold onto her any longer. But his hand, traitorous thing, won’t move. “How heroic of him, and of you.”
She laughs lightly. “I never had such good intentions. I just didn’t want to disappoint him.”
“I think that’s understandable,” Chase says.
Neither of them say anything for a while. What ghosts has she conjured up? It’s hard to tell when Qilan’s face is always pulled into a gentle smile. For some people, it might be reassuring, but Chase sees it for what it is: a mask, carefully calculated to set people at ease and to hoard her secrets.
He knows better than to pry, to peek at what lies underneath. Her smile is a fortress, guarding all her secrets like precious gems. Knowledge and information, he knows, are the most powerful currency in the world, and she knows better than to flaunt her wealth.
They’re alike in that aspect. Knowing where to draw their lines, to tread carefully along each other’s boundaries.
“By the way, you can always come find me if you need more healing. I’d never turn down a chance to get close and personal with you.” She smiles again, all seriousness vanishing like snow under sunlight. It’s always one step forward, two steps back with Qilan, and this is her way of smoothing over the tension.
“What if I get hurt just to spend more time with you?”
“I wouldn’t complain, Captain Trinaeste,” she says. “You know where to find me.” She spins on her heel to leave, but pauses. “You know, a dagger is one of the most difficult weapons to wield. It requires you to get close to your target, and the margin of error is wide.”
“It’s easier if you’re used to it,” he says lightly.
“That’s true. It would be difficult to try to pick up a different weapon now. But I’m glad to be with someone who understands what it’s like to fight with one.”
And then Qilan is gone, as if she was never there in the first place, and all Chase has left is the lingering warmth in his hand. But even that, too, will fade away with the water and the passing of time. The only thing that can possibly last is the mark of a blade, biting deep.
#liya writes#liya’s ocs#shepherds of haven#interactive fiction#chase trinaeste#qilan sun#making up shit about dagger fighting guys my bad#need it for the emotional impact not the physical#also sorry guys i will never actually stop writing for chase he compels me too much#esp bc i love making qilan his narrative foil and parallel
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
i am once again thinking about the temult family and the trauma that parents inadvertently pass down to their children - and the pattern of trauma that children sometimes manage to break
did liliana yearn for quiet in the same way that imogen does?
did she have to isolate herself to keep the voices out of her head?
did she ever find that quiet in relvin? in her daughter?
did she have anybody in her life she could be herself - truly herself - around?
was there anybody who loved all of her?
did she have to leave her family behind to find that person?
#critical role#cr3#the bell's hells#i am going insane over the temult family#and where the parallels start and end#i was thinking about imodna and 'it was musical'#and imogen not having to hide her powers amongst the hells#and laudna being an emotional and psychic safe haven completely on accident#and laudna loving the good and the bad of imogen#and how liliana loved relvin#but he could never provide what he didn't know she desperately needed#and maybe that's where their paths truly diverged#imogen temult#liliana temult
59 notes
·
View notes
Photo
Do you ever wonder if I'm real? [insp]
#haven#havenedit#haven syfy#audrey parker#nathan wuornos#mine:photoset#cookiedoughmeagain#it was so galaxy brained of me to have saved that 5x26 psd because it's SUCH a nice one#almost like i knew i'd be giffing that exact scene a million times#anyway thank you for the suggestion cookiedough you are absolutely correct and this parallel is incredibly sexy#also nathan calling her audrey vs parker is something that can be so important to me
73 notes
·
View notes
Text
also not to hate on the war table for the billionth time but what do you mean there's a clutch of dragon eggs currently being incubated in skyhold that i can't go see or interact with in any way
#do NOT bring up the da:o haven parallel to me because i... have opinions on this!#dragon age#i have made up a very fun 'there's Something about dragons that draws people to worship them' headcanon but that is not supported 😔
7 notes
·
View notes
Text
Stephen King parallels: Maine weather
Haven 1x1 Welcome to Haven (2010)
Castle Rock 1x1 Severance (2018)
#havensyfy#haven syfy#nathan wuornos#audrey parker#emily rose#lucas bryant#castle rock#stephen king#maine#stephen king parallels#weather#maine weather
4 notes
·
View notes
Text
Haven parallels: Oprah Winfrey (4x1 Fallout / 5x22 A Matter of Time)
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
i wish sonic forces had gone into more detail about what GUN was doing the entire time during eggman's takeover like... were they just rolling over and letting eggman have the run of the world? did they WANT him to take over for their own means ?? were they hunkering down to fight back on their own separate from the resistance? were they working WITH the resistance to help provide resources (like wispons) ?? what was their deal
#ooc#and bc sega didn't come up with anything i have to do it since finn works at GUN#i almost feel like it was just a disintegration of the chain of command and ability to get resources#like GUN might've had a lot of stuff stocked up (assuming they're a parallel to the US military) but maybe weren't able to mobilize it#i think GUN was probably laying low trying to figure out how to either capitalize on eggman's takeover or how to subvert it#which looks a lot like condoning it from and outside perspective#and bc finn is a coward i don't think he was outright with the resistance#but i do think he did his part to sneak resources to them when possible.. shipments of tech or rations or weapons#things that could be reasonably “misplaced” from GUN storage and just counted as a clerical loss#but there's no way this guy was on the front lines lmao unless someone guilts him into it#or he's not able to get back to whatever GUN safe haven he was hunkered down in#anyway many thoughts#V: HANGING ON THE EDGE OF TOMORROW ( STH. )
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
all kinds of things happen when it rains
#just me hi#Dreary. i think that's a mean word for it#it's only dreary if You feel dreary. reflections in the water#i don't feel dreary though. i'm not sure#i think it's just Sad. which sucks but that's another thing about living eh? lol#it rains and you cry and it drys and you don't mind and it rains and you laugh and sometimes you do both !#rainy days are okay. i like the rain a lot actually! the sound is pleasant (when it's not trying to kill you)#and i like the gloom‚ it reminds me of winter :>#maybe i'm making parallels from two puddles but i think people get all kinds of weird on rainy days#does something Funky to them. like a strange magic takes to the air in the disguise of mist#very rarely does someone Not like rain#my mother doesn't like it lol#it's like a haven for most people though. like you've stepped behind one of those waterfalls and found that your home was the secret cavern#all kinds of fun :D#//OHH i'm gonna watch viddies now#audio my absolute beloved <33333#//was gonna mention something else but i Just forgot lol !! ciao :D
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
I still think if there was a perfect moment to make the "Joey survived by jumping into Slade" reveal, it would be this one:
Titans (1999) #12
And I´m not trying to downplay Donna and Joey´s relationship (her death being the main reason given in Geoff´s TT as to why he is back), but I think it would be far more distressing for Joey to see his own mother kidnapped, having her throat slit, be mercy killed by one of his friends (Starfire) and be turned to dust; not to mention that it also impacted Slade, who would be far more vulnerable making it easier for Joey to resurface
Not saying that this should be the beginning of the evil!Joey arc, btw that arc sucked; just saying that imo this was the best moment to bring him back
#makes me insane how Adeline´s death parallels two of the most traumatic events on Joey´s life#tbh I haven´t read Geoff´s TT in a while#book has good moments but overall sucks :/#joey wilson#joseph wilson#jericho#slade wilson#deathstroke#adeline kane#adeline wilson#titans#teen titans
16 notes
·
View notes
Text
Haven, parallels
Audrey to Duke, and Duke to Nathan: "That was almost a compliment."
In Consumed -
Duke: "I don't talk to cops, even cops that I like, which technically, you would be the only one. So congratulations..."
Audrey: "That was almost a compliment."
In The Hand You're Dealt -
Nathan: "Come with me. You're tall and loud."
Duke: "That was almost a compliment."
18 notes
·
View notes
Text
WEISS STALLING NOOOO
#she's gotten it so fucking BAD rn#Atlas fell and she just watched a mercy kill#and her older sister try to save her so desparately#after the last time they'd seen each other was when she was injured in a battle and begged her to not force her to leave her#and to let her help#and now it got flipped on itself in the end of v8#and now she's stuck in a position where the home she wanted to fight so hard to redeem and heal is just completely destroyed#I feel like the arc she's going to go through in Vacuo would parallel Ruby's in Haven fairly closely#I hope she gets the support she deserves <3#riin rewatches v9#9x1
1 note
·
View note
Last Seen Blogs
aphfnaf
Hi Everyone!
riverrrocks
🪨🍄River🍄🪨
cleomariasstuff
*♡∞:｡.｡ Chloe ｡.｡:∞♡*
gggailesi-blog
Güzel Günler Göreceğiz