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"i'm team black" "i'm team green"
well i am neither because i choose my teams with my pussy and not my moral compass
#hotd#hotd fanfic#aegon targaryen#daemon targaryen#hotd x reader#aemond targaryen#aegon ii fanfic#aegon targaryen x reader#aegon ii x reader#aemond x reader#aemond imagine#prince aemond#i'm team black actually#love alicent tho
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Maybe grrm is secretly team blackfyre or team green because why are brown-haired targlings who were heirs to the iron throne losing, and it was passed down/on to white haired targlings? Kinda sus 🧐
#i'm fucking with you here anon obviously BUT alksjdflks#anons#asks#ummmmm#anti house targaryen#idk this is so unserious tho asldkjfslkdjfd#i actually don't think he's team green OR team black i think he is in fact team 'trying to write interesting characters'
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Fugitives arc - Abridged vrs.
(part of the sends them to school au)
hehe so guess what! I took my insanity to new heights and I actually tried to write (horrifying) do tell me how it goes for you
It took exactly 9 seconds to find the extra bandages. Dr. Mori was always reliable about keeping medical supplies ready on hand but Dazai counted anyway. It’s a habit she’s grown over the years. Her eyepatch had gotten rather grimy after a long day on the run, and the bacteria that may have collected could give her another infection, so she might as well change it, right?
Right! That’s a good start. Redoing her bandages is an excellent next step in her plan to somehow get herself and Chuuya out of this debacle.
Speaking of, Chuuya was currently in the bedroom, trying to find something to wear that was left lying around in this safe house. Dazai had helped her take a bath earlier, and it took a lot of effort on her part to not freak out. Not that Chuuya noticed, of course. Chuuya might have a second special ability to be completely oblivious to some things. Like when someone’s putting the moves on her, or when she’s in pain. It’s as though she entirely lacks self-preservation. Does she have a death wish or something? Oh wait –
Dazai freezes that horribly ironic train of thought to remind herself she’s in a bathroom surrounded by puddles of Chuuya’s blood and tattered clothes. After the bandages, I’ll clean this mess. That’s a good next, next step.
Chuuya had gotten injured, somehow. A deep gash on the back of her neck, like a creature sunk its claws in her and pulled something out. Dazai frowned at the thought as she pulled her patch off. Chuuya hasn’t said a word about why they were hiding but after the events of the past few days, Dazai’s overactive mind was starting to paint a bleak picture.
Chuuya wasn’t at school for the past few days. On the third day of her absence, her literature teacher pulled her aside with a packet of coursework in hand.
“I know you’re close to Nakahara-chan. Perhaps you can deliver her the materials she’s missed this past week so she doesn’t fall too far behind. And check in on her too, okay?”
Of course, Dazai readily agreed. Their Sensei has always shown exasperation towards Chuuya’s poor attendance habits, but today there was a strange tightness in her smile that made Dazai’s stomach settle uncomfortably.
Kunikida decided to join her to deliver the notes – “Not that I don’t think you’re capable of it on your own. I’m putting up with you because it’s a dangerous location, and I would like to see how Nakahara-san is doing” he declared. Naturally, Dazai had cheerfully wrapped an arm around his waist and accepted his chivalrous offer. Kunikida may give the pretenses of aloofness but he worries too much for the act to hold any weight. That’s how Dazai managed to figure out what happened after that disastrous mistake on her part last Friday.
Kunikida and Yosano both agreed to this story: Chuuya looked very pale when they entered the club room. She claimed she was ill and decided to leave after minutes in. That’s where it ended, frustratingly enough. At yesterday’s Detectives Club meeting, Ranpo mentioned to her briefly “I don’t think things look very good at home for Chuuya-kun.” Dazai nodded.
I figured as much too.
That’s why when she and Kunikida stepped up to a ratty-looking apartment unit in a ratty-looking apartment complex in the Suribachi neighborhood on the outskirts of Yokohama, she had Hirotsu in a van full of Mafia guards parked two blocks away. Her security detail was also following close by but she’s not supposed to know about them, so if anyone asks, what security detail?
“This is the right place?” Kunikida asked, looking back at the surroundings. The area didn’t seem safe, at least for a couple of kids wearing uniforms for one of the most prestigious private academies in Yokohama. Even if those kids were ability users.
“It’s the address Sensei gave me,” Dazai responded in a relaxed fashion. She gazed back to where Kunikida was looking. An armored truck hidden under the shade of a tree.
“Supposedly there’s a military base nearby,” she rationalized. Kunikida only nodded uneasily.
Dazai grinned and began ruffling through her bag for the handouts. “Hey, if Chuuya answers the door, she won’t be in her school uniform.”
“Hm.” Kunikida stepped forward and knocked. Three times.
“I bet she has an awful fashion sense. She seems like the type, right?”
“Anything Nakahara-san chooses for her style will be an improvement to your bandages, Dazai-chan.”
“Tch. Rude.”
The door opened. The timer starts.
Standing there was a tall man wearing a lab coat and a gentle smile. “Hello. Can I help you?” He has glasses and graying hair. He’s keeping his hands in his pockets, one of which seems to be holding something. 6 seconds.
Kunikida must have picked up that Dazai wasn’t willing to talk, and took over. “Hello sir, is this the residence of Nakahara Chuuya-san?”
“Yes, I’m her father. She’s not well right now, so I’m afraid you can’t see her.” 18 seconds. From what Dazai could see there wasn’t any furniture other than a sofa, coffee table, and coat rack. Chuuya’s signature boots weren’t by the entrance.
“That’s… alright. We just came to deliver some of the notes and homework she’s missed. We’re classmates.” The blinds in the apartment were drawn, and there was something in the shadow that Dazai couldn’t make out clearly. 23 seconds.
Chuuya’s “father” accepted the offered papers swiftly without a second glance. “I’ll see that she gets these. Anything else?” 31 seconds. A glint of metal, that looked the shape of –
“Nope, that’s it! We’ll take our leave then. Please tell Chuuya we hope she feels better for us, sir” Dazai cut in. She nudged Kunikida’s foot Come on, time to go.
Kunikida gave a courteous bow. “Thank you for your time, Nakahara-san.”
At that, a strange smirk crossed over the man’s face, as if he heard the world’s most ironic joke. “Of course.” He made eye contact with Dazai for a moment and she really hoped she was giving him a polite smile because her eyes felt far too wide to be anything other than manic. Then the door slammed shut.
The entire encounter lasted 42 seconds, and Dazai already figured out more than she wanted to. “Chuuya wasn’t there. That man wasn’t her father” She tells Kunikida when they’re far enough away from the building. Her friend gave her a sharp look, but it wasn’t an "I don’t believe you". It helped the tightness in her throat clear a little.
“How do you figure?”
Dazai furrowed her brow, “That apartment isn’t lived in at all. None of Chuuya’s possessions were to be found. And…” She halted. Kunikida stopped beside her. “Inside I saw a glimpse of a rifle, a military-grade one. There was definitely an armed soldier hiding in the back, and likely the rest of their squad too.” Soldiers, a military base, a man in a lab coat, and a missing ability user. A terrible combination.
Kunikida muttered what was absolutely not a curse. “We need to find Nakahara quickly.” He says, not wasting a moment to pull out his phone to dial who she thinks is Ranpo.
Dazai nods, already feeling more confident. But Yokohama’s a big city, how are they supposed to find one tiny person like –
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“Dazai. Dazaiiiiiiii! Are you- oh!” Chuuya rushed out about as quickly as she entered. Dazai had scrambled to throw her hands up to hide her uncovered eye. She exhaled heavily as she tried to suppress the irritation that flared up in her chest. That was terrible timing on her part, and she should have accounted for Chuuya being her spontaneous self.
“Seriously, Chibi? Didn’t anyone teach you to knock first?”
“Sorry. I didn’t expect you to be indecent.” Dazai isn’t naked, just bandage-less right now. Oh, Chuuya’s trying to be funny.
“Humor isn’t your thing Slug-chan. Hhh, tell me. Did you see it?” Dazai doesn’t know why she’s feeling so self-conscious. Her eye healed a long time ago, even if seeing out of it is still quite blurry, it looks perfectly fine. But in the year since the … injury … Dazai has only been able to bear looking at her own unobstructed reflection for only a few minutes at a time. The only other person who could be comparable was the Good Doctor himself.
There’s a silence behind the door. Then, Chuuya says, “I saw you, Dazai.”
Dazai doesn’t know how to respond to that, and it seems like Chuuya may have realized because there’s a hesitant turn of the door handle. Dazai puts her hand over the right side of her face for good measure.
The door creaks open and the redhead shuffles in. Literally shuffles, Dazai realized, those clothes were huge on her, practically swallowing her frame. The sleeves of the collared shirt she found were rolled up to her elbows and the black slacks she was wearing must have been cuffed 3(?) times. They must be Dr. Mori’s, a little voice in Dazai’s head supplied. She looks cute in them, an unhelpful one adds. She looked cuter covered in blood, to be honest, another, more unhelpful, eviler voice continued. Hold on, has Dazai ever seen Chuuya wear long pants before?
Whatever. It didn’t matter because obviously, Dazai laughed out loud at the sight. Maybe overcompensated even, she really needed this chance to tease Chuuya. Any chance she’ll get. For her part, Chuuya must have anticipated this reaction because she just huffs out in annoyance and drags herself closer. When her giggles died down, she realized that Chuuya had grabbed her hand and was looking directly into her eyes, and a self-satisfied grin settled on her face.
Ah, Dazai’s mouth felt dry again, so she lowers her head. Chuuya took that as a cue to start talking. “It’s only fair, Dazai. You got to see all of me, so I deserve some leverage on you too.”
Leverage? Oh… Dazai thinks she gets it. Chuuya’s at Dazai’s mercy right now. Dazai’s father owns this safe house, Dazai’s people are guarding the perimeter, and Dazai’s the one who can treat her injuries. Chuuya’s asking for some control over the situation. She’s asking for trust in return. Dazai can handle that.
She looks up, but Chuuya’s already turned her head away, cheeks a faint red. She detaches her hand but Dazai grabs it before it can retreat further.
“Hey.” Dazai brings Chuuya’s hand close to her face. Chuuya meets here eyes. She seems confused. “A while ago I got into an accident.”
“An accident?” If Chuuya doubts her, she wouldn’t show it.
“Yeah. It really messed up the right side of my face. It used to look really bad so I always bandaged it. It became a habit.”
Dazai hesitated on the next part. “And when I see myself without the patches, I get reminded how human I look.”
Chuuya’s gaze was unreadable now.
Shit. Don’t say more. Dazai found herself stuck explaining, “And it makes me a fraud because I’m not a human. Not inside. Not where it matters” Stop oversharing! She can feel her heartbeat going faster “Ahh ~ that part’s not really a big deal, though. How’s my face, Chuuya-kun? Is it cute?”
“What the hell are you saying, Dazai?” When she’s upset Chuuya’s voice goes down an octave from her usual high throaty pitch. It seems that’s the case here. Dazai stayed transfixed to the anger brewing in her eyes, and didn’t noticed that Chuuya’s hands landed themselves on either side of her face, cupping it gentler than her expression would have let on.
“Don’t you ever say that to my face again! You're not human? That’s complete bullshit.” Who taught Chuuya how to curse, anyway?
“Chuuya I-”
“Shut up. Don’t you understand, Dazai?” She really doesn’t understand. Chuuya’s expression melts into something Dazai can’t recognize. Her thumb strokes her right cheek and then Dazai is being pulled closer to the Earth. At some point her eyes close. Some muddled thought about trust floats around her head.
“You’re the most human person I’ll ever meet.”
Something soft and warm. Right under her eye. Dazai snaps back into awareness as Chuuya pulls away, red-faced, like a shrimp. A shrimpy color on a shrimpy person. Or the color of crab. Dazai loves crab. Dazai loves- Chuuya squirmed under her gaze. Oh, right. How much time did she just lose?
“You took me by surprise last Friday,” Chuuya confesses, looking away in embarrassment. “And then I got scared, because I felt so good in that one moment with you, and then I had to go back… Home.” She shuddered. “And I’ve been trying change, you know? Because I didn’t feel alive until I met you, and then suddenly I wanted to feel alive for you.”
Dazai didn’t know how to respond, so she wrapped her hand around the back of Chuuya’s neck, carefully over thick patch of gauze that protected her injury. Chuuya looked breathless. “And then last week, I realized that my freedom had run out, so I took a chance and escaped. And now we’re here. And it’s all your fault Dazai. I did it because of you.”
There’s something dark and stormy in Chuuya’s eyes.
“And that stupid goddamned kiss. It was fucking incredible .”
Dazai closed the distance between them again. And again. And again. And again and again and again and again and again andagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagainandagain –
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So their night went peacefully after that. Dazai never ended up rewrapping her eye, just for the sake of savoring that adorable flustered look on Chuuya’s face. Cleaning the bathroom was a more irritating chore. Dazai had nudged the pile that was Chuuya’s blood-soaked uniform and a random set of green and yellow gardening gloves she somehow acquired. (“Hey you sure you didn’t go and murder anyone, Slug?” she had taunted. Chuuya ominously didn’t answer.) Dr Mori had kept a huge stock of spicy instant noodles in the pantry and the two of them held a contest to see who could handle the spice better. It ended in a tie because Dazai refused to admit she had a runny nose and tears in her eyes.
And now they were in bed, in each other's arms. Dazai hugged her… girlfriend? partner? … closer. Chuuya was so warm. Like a human furnace. Dazai could happily die right now. Until Chuuya spoke up.
“Dazai, why did you tell me I would look cute in a cage right before you kissed me. ” Death needs to arrive a little faster. Dazai is a little spent from the embarrassing and soulbearing conversations earlier.
“It. It was a dog joke Chuuya. Because you’re my doggy.”
“Likely story. You just want me to have no freedom under you instead.” Dazai pointedly didn’t wrap herself around Chuuya more, to prove her self restraint and respect for Chuuya’s autonomy.
“Please drop it. You don’t understand my prodigal mind.”
“Hmm. How about never?”
A comfortable silence settled over them again. Chuuya pushed herself deeper into Dazai’s hold. She was wearing a pair of oven mits that she found in the kitchen, and Dazai didn’t bother to ask why. What did matter was that this moment never ended.
“Dazai.” Chuuya started. “I’m…”
“Hm?” Dazai shifted her position so she could see Chuuya’s expression. It was horribly vulnerable.
“I… don’t think I’ll be sleeping tonight.”
The unspoken words rang clearly in Dazai’s mind. She smiled and ran her hand through the short red hair. There was a light shining in Chuuya’s eyes. If they were going to pull an all-nighter, then Dazai better start counting.
“Yeah. Me too, Chuuya”
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Dazai woke up to the barrel of an assault rifle pressed to her temple and a tall man in a white lab coat holding Chuuya in his arms.
#i never actually written like. normally non-essay context b4 so sorry if it doesn't work well.#but here lemme ramble a second.#i skipped around a bit like where dazai actually finds chuuya. or this part where black lizard fights the military fight to let skk escape#i've always had this fixation with dazai timing things to the second. whether it be for plans or to help him analyze things quickly#or just a habit#i'm obssesed with flipping the script for these two in the au. chuuya get's to be 'ur literally peak human' to dazai this time#minor headcanon abt dz's right eye#I wanted to put a little effort into Kunikida and dazai's friendship here too! he's such a reliable bro. putting an emphasis on trust yknow#you can ask about the oven mitts but i can't really give you a response#no apologies for the ending :3#anyways. escalate escalate escalate escalate#no more school! time for the Horrors#what's next on schoolkoku trauma hour?#dazai finally gets the bigger picture and then it becomes sends them to jail au.#fukuzawa and mori must team up to post bail.#and the return of Coach Frankenstein???#bsd#bungo stray dogs#dazai#chuuya#kunikida#mentioned: yosano ranpo mori and hirotsu.#skk#fem soukoku
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the best starkid couple
#starkid#hatchetverse#team starkid#hatchetfield universe#dan reynolds#donna daggit#nerdy prudes must die#the guy who didn't like musicals#black friday musical#no elaboration#They're not even canon#But they are in my heart#My sad little heart#dan and donna my beloveds#Where tf did this screenshot come and why is it adorable#I'm determined to spread this all around the Hatchetfield tumblr community#Oh and for those of you wondering who I actually think is the best it's either Paulkins or Bauer when wet#Please give us more content on them nick and matt#Their ship name is literally Dangit#Like cmon
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If this isn't the MOST BEAUTIFUL set of pictures I've ever seen HOLY!!!!
#guys i'm going insane#FOR SOMEONE WHO ALWAYS HAS A LOT TO SAY I AM ACTUALLY SPEECHLESS WOW WOW WOW LEWIS MY GOD#f1#formula 1#lewis hamilton#formula one#lewis#lh44#f1blr#mercedes amg f1#mercedes f1#team lh44#black and white#bnwphotography#f1 2023#f1*#yas marina circuit#abu dhabi gp 2023#abu dhabi grand prix
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No because it's genuinely flabbergasting how often Rick contradicts himself with calling Percabeth the perfect couple
Poseidon said 'The sea does not like to be restrained' in reference to Percy and Piper said Annabeth 'keeps him in line'.Percy directly said to Annabeth he wishes she'd be nicer to him and she responded 'I am never going to make things easier for you'.Percy straight up insulted Annabeth in his narration for not treating him like Rachel does(the 'unlike some other girls' line)and Annabeth deadass started crying because she hated that Percy's approach to their romance wasn't as direct as hers.They find eachother's interests stupid and lame.Percy is an abuse survivor and has resigned himself to Annabeth's constant hitting he never returns as seen by 'Nah,you'd just beat me up' followed by Annabeth laughing in agreement.Even after they start dating,Annabeth has ZERO trust in Percy's to be faithful to her seeing as she assumed he'd gotten with Hazel literally just for standing next to him in a friendly way and used Rachel as ammo to make him nervous on purpose for her amusement because 'you gotta keep your boyfriend on his toes' and it's topped off by the fact Percy quickly gently letdown Reyna because he remembered her.Annabeth hates her hair and traditional femininity and Percy says it makes her look like a princess and thought she looked better than normal after Circe's makeover
They give eachother ZERO character development,Annabeth intensified Percy's insecurities big time and Percy enabled Annabeth's bad coping mechanisms just as much.Percy hates masculinity and is drawn to femininity but forces himself to act and look like a guy so he can be Annabeth's ideal macho boyfriend and Annabeth quirks herself up into a manic pixie dream girl instead of acting like herself to be Percy's It Girl.Percy hates fate and destiny and he's always told Annabeth is his by people who don't even know him.They don't even have any reasons to be attracted to eachother to begin with seeing as they find the other so annoying it's hard to believe they're not actually found siblings and the fact that all the other campers kept teasing them about liking eachother only adds fuel to it!I'm fucking loosing it,'Percabeth gave me my standards for romances' is one of the most depressing ship related things you can say i'm so serious
#read bleach and stan ichihime if you want an actual good m/f romance i'm BEGGING you#anti percabeth#percy jackson#annabeth chase#percy jackson defense squad#pro annabeth chase#black percy#latino percy#leah is our annabeth#leahbeth#transfem percy jackson#bigender percy jackson#lesbiannabeth#butchbeth#autistic percy jackson#ocd annabeth chase#punk!percy#girly!percy#edgelord annabeth chase#team parent percy jackson#asexual annabeth chase#pjo#hoo#tods#anti rick riordan#rr crit#cisheteronormativity#toxic relathionships#x black!reader#summerposting
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the way some of tg says tb is boring cause they're loving perfect family who don't do anything interesting while greens is just better cause they're bunch of criminals but the moment anyone from tb commits any crime y'all like nope, i draw a line here, you're an awful person, nothing can excuse you and give a list of all terrible things tb did... as if seconds ago you didn't say they're "so perfect" and you prefer interesting flawed characters of team green who actually do something
#and the fact you can say in one moment that tb is boring loving family#and in the next that they're dysfunctional unlike tg#please 😭#just pick one scenario at least#ofc tb isn't completaly functional as family#but still much better than tg#also i'm tired of constant need of writing “some of”#if i say tg or tb or people or fandom or anything#it doesn't automatically mean i address everyone#if you don't do things i'm writing about it's clearly not for you#move on#i don't need your “well actually not everyone do that 🤓☝️”#no shit sherlock#team green#anti team green#anti hotd fandom#hotd#house of the dragon#targaryen#team black#targaryen family#anti green stans
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team black only and team green only fans: "What do you mean you like and/or understand all these characters and acknowledge their flaws and positive traits equally????!!! How?!!! That's not allowed!!!! JAIL FOR A THOUSAND YEARS!!!!"
Like i'm sorry for your lack of range and empathy how is that my fault.
"YOU HAVE TO PICK A SIDE_"
#you do know it's possible to like/dislike a character without erasing the positive/negative bits of them right?#i'm so tired of your nonsense#hotd#house of the dragon#team black#team green#Rhaenyra Targaryen#Daemon Targaryen#Alicent Hightower#Aemond Targaryen#not tagging helaena she's perfect actually#Lucerys Velaryon#Jacaerys Velaryon#Rhaena Targaryen#Baela Targaryen#Aegon Targaryen#i'm not actually tagging everyone nope bye#happily blocking you
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Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers - Minh Mendoza
just for fun, and bc i can't stop myself once i have an idea, here's the second member of Olivia's new Power Rangers; Minh Mendoza!
she's the daughter of Trini Gomez and Richie Mendoza, and was the result of an IUI from a donor who happened to be Vietnamese American
#my art#rotmmpr#rotmmpr future#mmpr#power rangers#mmpr once and always#minh kwan#i need to work on neo toku things but instead i'm doing. another rise au#(which is an alternate timeline to distant thunder since it can't exist in the same one for. reasons.)#her suit power is invisibility to reference her great uncle howard bc i think its funny - also why her suit has more white on it#thimking about making some rise versions of other canon dino (or otherwise) rangers members of this team#not necessarily w their canon colours but idkkkk#maybe part ocs/fankids part canon idk#i KNOW i wanna make zack and angela's son the black ranger since here was that whole rumor/casting thing about zack having a son in O&A#still don't know what was up w that and how it happened#anyway.#edit: i do not need to use other rangers to fill this team out actually. i had more thoughts
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PLAYABLE OLIVE INCOMING OH MY GOD
#What do you MEAN I have to wait like two days-#Ok that's time to prepare. To welcome her.#And mozzarella of course we stan mozzarella around here but like. Olive in particular tho-#I'm praying olive and mozzarella are gonna be really good and are gonna like. Be able to sweep (18-30 spoiler) so I can kill him finally-#Seriously I'm still stuck on his fight I just want to finish the storyline I'm using the team I saw recommended online#(Well not the first time I saw recced but the one I can actually Do)#And sorb just gets obliterated too quickly like they keep getting knocked out and the rest of the team lives but they can't deal enough#Damage because for some reason (18-30)'s just a frickin' tank and like. I'm praying Mozz and Olive can counter him.#Tbh my first attempt at the fight was basically the same team but I think instead of Sorb it was Black Raisin and she also died#Like that specific spot on the team is just destined to perish or something????? Why#Can anyone help me-#Cookie run#cookie run kingdom#olive cookie
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did you say…memes 👀👀👀 okie how about 3 for quinn from the black knight??
Quinn & The Black Knight.
#3 THINGS YOU SAID WHEN YOU WERE PROUD. FROM THINGS YOU SAID ⬩ Still accepting.
"You look at me, treat me, talk to me like and keep me here like I'm a criminal. But deeeeeep down," Her crooked smile widens, in her signature whiskers, sly as a feline, proud as a cocky and cunty fox. "Deep down, you wish you were a little more like me Black Knight, don't you?" Her teeth are showing, a grin, deranged and hungry for more of This. Even though she was indeed kept captive, by the Black Knight and his crew, it wasn't so much prison for her if not the extension of her playground. An agenda. Quinn always had an agenda. "Congratulations on capturing me by the way, three against one waaw that's Impressive, that is Honorable even- No no, really I mean that and I cannot wait to get to know all of you." Her smile drops as the light of in her eyes darkens, only to light up again, a constant manic on-and-off switch while her eyes re-direct towards the surveillance camera at the up corner of the interrogation room. "Hey you hear that? I am thriiilled, oh so happy to be here. Pawn, Rook. Tell me who else is watching this? The almighty resting bitch faced Kang girl? Monitoring a pretty girl like me in a cage all day, mmm, that's a little kinky if you think about it." She pinches her teeth in between her lips, raising an eyebrow. "Listen. You and I both know I'm going to escape, I've already figured a way to since the very moment I stepped foot in here. Chloroformed or not, I always can tell where I am stand. Even in the dark, I know every single corner of this dirty city. So yell your little degenerates over there to tie me up if they really ant to keep me longer, my claws are sharp and my brain? Sharper." Was she bluffing? "That and the very real fact that My king and Love of my life Already looking for me as we speak, followed by an entiiiire armed and ready-to-shoot-you-in-the-face Gang for treating their Queen the way you do. There is a chip in my phone, have your little butlers destroy it or else they're coming for all of your asses. And Oh, at Fang, we're whimsical like this, we do love a bloody mess." Her eyes now, her eyes are linking with his. "That's right. I want us to talk before I get the chance to leave. I know. None of you has trust in me but you're clever enough to go past that. This business is not about trust, it's not about Oh She's a Little Crazy let's be Careful - it's about getting results. And I get shit done. I get shit done fast. Yes, YES, SUUURE, this little stunt I put off with Hyuk was a liiiiittle all over the top but... hey, at least I got all of you's attention... right." She speaks, her tone trailing at the mention of the other man, knowing it was perhaps her biggest mistake, knowing it was going a little too far. Was it a regret of hers? Maybe. Her eyes go down slightly., for a mere second. She could never deny it, there was a bond with the Detective, one of mutual respect and hardworking archieving personalities. His team as well, it became place where she strangely felt accepted, perhaps even a birthing friendship with Suki around their morning coffees. If it wasn't for all the insane games and lies Quinn played with, it could have been something nice. Her pride however, refused to let her admit that in front of the Knight, ever. "I did it to protect my own, to protect my pack the way you are protecting yours by chaining me down like an animal. And you know what? I am proud." Her voice changes, as the taint in her pupils does too, a little more calm spreading under her skin. "I'm proud of being an Actor in this scene we're standing on Black Knight. I'm proud of making moves, I'm proud of showing clawns when it comes to protect my family, I'm proud of teaching the persecutors we're Not low lives they can mess with as they please, I'm proud of making it to the news after the Rich and the Powerful feel like their heads too have a price.
Don't you see it? That people like you and I are already dead? Can't you feel it? At every corner of every streets of this city a bullet in the head is right here, waiting for us. So tell me, what exactly is your plan here, what are you waiting for? Because we're not fighting for our little comforts as Doctors and Teachers getting a check for educating the youth through a system we don't even believe in. Don't you get it? That our time to do something is Now, that we have to give our bones and blood to truly make a difference? It's time to wake up Myungdae. It's time to step up and perhaps stepping up should start with uniting. The game has changed, look at your board. I was never the enemy but we have one in common. That's right, the more we sit down for tea parties like this one, the more they're slipping out of your hands and mine.
ANACHRON."
#EEEEEEEEEEEP.#LISTENNNNNN.#I JUST.#We do wonders with this verse is what I'm going to SAY FIRST.#I feel like a genius of visuals with these pictures matching the scene - Just throwing myself some flowers don't mind me!#I set this scene when she has already approached Hyuk/Suki to work with them and has earned a place there-#-when their relationship ( Myungdae and Quinn) become even more conflictual due to everything crazy she's pulling.#I went for something edgy like they have captured her - but she's actually more than happy about it she's a little deranged like that#I picture them (Myungdae and his team) at some point thinking she's too much of a loose cannon and might compromise even their work.#I imagine Harley Quinn in her cage scene heh - and Myungdae and Quinn talk on the daily face to face - and if their original plan was to -#- put a stop to her actions and confront her - she tries to flip the situation by asking for a collaboration.#Down the road when Annie is a little more involved with Black Fang too and wants revenge and reveals what happened to her and investigates-#Ofc Quinn wanna help however Quinn finds herself a little stuck with it Like Anachron is a llittle too Bigscaled for her -#So the collab would serve not only her QUEST to eat the bad and the rich - but mostly help avenge her baby Annie love - so heh she TRIES#둘 𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆 / interactions.#둘 𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆 / the vengeress.
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so, someone on here (the beautiful @adderess) made a long and very interesting post about how aemond could be in chronic panic due to his eye loss and someone on twitter shared it as well and ofc team bl*ck found it and jumped on it. saying how we babify aemond, how we're chronically online, to go touch grass and that we do mental gymnastic and i just can't believe how deranged they are. the tweet did not mention any other character, it was completely harmless and they made it to share something with the fandom and engage in conversation. and somehow team bl*ck has a problem with it and starts shit unprovoked. we can't even engage in fandom discourse and be interested in fiction anymore because here comes losers who have no other business but be miserable and salty.
#anti team black#anti team black stans#aemond targaryen#bunch of losers#multiple people actually said he deserves it#and one of them even said “that's why he has that stupid expression all the time”#nice way to shit on the actor too#engaging in fandom discourse and sharing thought and opinions is normal#it's fun and it makes for an even better experience as a fan#i'm sorry you're incapable of putting together interesting thoughts and sharing them in hopes to start a conversation#also don't open you mouth on people who like aemond's character when you stan fuckass daemon#you have no leg to stand on#make you own posts and your own tweets and stop harassing someone who said nothing wrong#i hope people discuss aemond's character more and i hope he gets more popular AND THESE PEOPLE GET MORE PISSED#see you in season 2 when aemond will steal the spotlight AGAIN#sorry for this long rant
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I don't know why, but I keep thinking about modern AU green siblings + driving.
Aegon obviously has multiple DUIs, the ones he can't bribe himself out of anyway. He probably doesn't exactly have a license anymore, but keeps driving his, probably ridiculously expensive and flashy, car anyway, because he doesn't give a fuck. And knows someone will always bail him out.
Helaena probably has some cute tiny car, but she hit a squirrel once while being mentally absent, and never quite forgave herself, so it's mostly gathering dust while she... I don't know, I would say takes the bus, but she's totally autistic coded, so that may be sensory overload? On the other hand, the perfect space to read. To look out of the window and daydream. So maybe just on off times, when public transport isn't crowded.
For Aemond, I'm between a vintage car he takes care of like it's a beloved pet, and "driving is for peasants, the driver will take me anywhere and I can do some work while on the way". Maybe both. I do really like him, but yeah, he'd probably have quite some level of "pretentious privileged dickhead". So I don't know. I don't have his characterisation down.
And I don't know why I'm even thinking about this so much.
#Unnecessary niche thoughts I can't share with anyone irl#house of the dragon#hotd#green siblings#aemond targaryen#aegon the second#modern helaena#helaena targaryen#modern hotd#i swear I'm actually team black#the green siblings just fascinate me
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i think the issue is that, because the dance of the dragons would be seen as a pretty black and white issue for any modern audience (is there anyone who reads fire and blood and ISN’T on team blacks), and because the showrunners wanted to make this more of a muddied water situation, they have put a lot more effort into characterizing and fleshing out “the queen’s party” than they’ve done with “the party of the princess”. we learn a lot more about and get a lot more character work for people like alicent and aemond and helaena and even aegon, far more than we ever do about jace or luke or joffrey or baela or rhaena or even rhaenys, and don’t get me started on how just fucking confusing daemon is half the time, and what we know about people like corlys is pretty one note. rhaenyra’s the only one of that side who’s getting anything fleshed out, as opposed to literally everyone else opposing her where we get things like otto’s ambition warring with his love of family, while everyone on her side of the board is ridiculously flattened out to one or two character traits, or basically being furniture, where we get things like me being genuinely confused over which of laena’s twins is betrothed to who and how does she even feel about it, who knows.
and it’s ending up in this bizarre situation (for me at least), where intellectually i’m on the side of the blacks because they’re just in the logical and moral right of the situation that’s going to create the dance, the matter of the succession, but i’m so much more emotionally invested in the greens and in their desires and growths and struggles.
#personal#house of the dragon#i do think it's a genuine issue that i can tell you a whole lot more about helaena than i can tell you about jace or luke#god i know more about what motivates criston than about what motivates literally rhaenys#(don't even get me started on daemon there's a lot of choices they've made for him that i do not understand the point of)#(i just think one of the writers has it in for him or really hated the seasons with the eleventh doctor on doctor who & got his revenge)#but like rhaenyra is the only one on team blacks that i'm invested in as a CHARACTER#(and little aegon but that's just cuz i'm ready for whoever plays him during A Certain Scene to act his little heart out)#like i get fleshing out the greens i do and i'm actually quite fine with it#as i've said show alicent is probably one of my favorite characters#but this appears to be coming at the expense of doing anything about anyone who isn't rhaenyra on team blacks#like i had to find out that one of them twins (i can't remember which one because again no characterization) was mad#about aemond claiming vhagar because SHE wanted to claim vhagar through a stan defending that on twitter#shouldn't i be figuring that shit out from the WRITING#like this is literally a writing fail because shit goes sideways for the blacks a lot more than it does for the greens#and i'm supposed to care when these people start dying and right now i don't#this entire episode is about whether or not corlys is going to kick it and i feel no emotion at the prospect whatsoever#and i think it's doubly important because one of the most egregious acts done in the entirety of the dance#(the incident with blood and cheese and what they did to helaena and her children)#is inflicted onto the greens by the blacks and it happens pretty early on and i'm definitely going to feel a lot more about THAT#than about aemond literally jumpstarting the conflict by killing lucerys for no reason#(tho i imagine even if they continue on this track i'm still gonna have thoughts about A Certain Scene entirely cuz of little aegon)#anyway point is i think fleshing out the greens is good but doing so at the expense of fleshing out any of the blacks beyond rhaenyra#is a serious writing flaw that is going to start biting them in the ass real soon
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plagued with too many fic ideas i'll never write (bc it takes me like 2.5 yrs to write a long fic RIP)
#thinking abt another one. well it isn't a new one. but i'm thinking abt it again and MORE.#actual wips that are in-progress: hey nineteen sequel (postcanon cas time-traveling to various points in dean's life to offer comfort)#and thee divorce arc stanford era time-travel au#fic ideas that are fully outlined: faith dean / gas n sip steve AU#fics ideas bouncing around my head like ping pong balls:#shapeshifter dean AU#black hole angel theory#sequel-prequel to thee divorce arc stanford era time-travel AU#destiel huntercorp AU#video store AU#single dads AU#many more hey nineteen-verse sequels of different times post-canon cas time-travels to#AU i don't know how to describe succinctly for a tumblr tag but basically deancas are both lonely in the woods and fall in love#^ an alternate version of that AU where only dean is lonely in the woods and cas is a lonely scientist in Antarctica and they're pen pals#rock band AU (team free will broke up and now cas is a sad solo artist)#enemies to lovers band AU where dean is a rock star and cas is an undercover journalist sent in to hashtag expose him but they fall in love#AU were canonverse cas rescues another universe's dean from hell bc not all of chucks worlds had a cas in them to rescue him#didn't know they were dating canonverse post empty-rescue AU (aka destiel have a weekly 'date night' but no they don't whaddya mean??)#some form of a fake dating AU#also some form of a two person love triangle AU#both are two of my favorite tropes#anyways there's def more i'm forgetting rn but. i would love to just automatically transfer the movies playing in my head onto the page
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I don't think all these simp writers are going all out like they should because well i always see them talking about loving unhinged as fuck goths who have a mean surface with hidden softness and goofy balls of sunshine that're actually huge badasses and have secret trauma and being horny over them but they never talk about Steph and Cass from Batman despite like 65% of the fan content being x Readers so if you're a self-proclaimed slut then listen to the voice of god and make good on your word.Fuck Stephanie Brown and Cassandra Cain
#LITERALLY THOUGH how're simps for them non-existent stephanie's a hobie brown kinnie and cass is what fanon only jason todd fans think he is#< is a jt simp who discovered him through watch utrh and started reading his comics about three months into the fandom and is full of RageT#stephcass#cassandra cain#stephanie brown#t4t stephcass#blasian stephanie brown#trans stephanie brown#autistic stephanie brown#pastel punk stephanie brown#skater stephanie brown#team mom stephanie brown#trans cassandra cain#autistic cassandra cain#butch cassandra cain#batman!cass#batfam#the unbreakables#young justice#dead sidekicks force#honorary anomalies#mermaid shifter!stephanie#hades legacy cass#x black!reader#lemon#💌#summerposting#edit:RIGHT uh i'm very much not h*rny for hobie i actually see him as a younger brother and pseudo-son i did not mean to imply otherwise💀#just used him as an example bc of how popular he is in the fandom
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