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iamnmbr3 · 3 years

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Hey! This is a bizarre ask but hopefully a welcome one after *gestures at the destruction and fire*. I’m completely new to the Loki/thorki fandom, having essentially come in via the exit door by watching the Loki tv series first. I was honestly just watching it for junk value to have something in the background while I knit. However, when I realized that I didn’t understand anything by the middle of Ep. 1, I went back to watch Thor 1 so I could get what was going on. And HOLY SHIT I was utterly captivated by Loki’s character in the original movie, as well as by the Loki-Thor and Odin family dynamics. I’ve now watched through the films and have been increasingly disappointed by the portrayal of Loki (since Avengers 1 frankly) save a few glimmers of good characterization here and there.

I can’t believe that I’m getting myself into another queer coded (and now more than coded wtf) “villain” with a tragic backstory who’s done dirty by the fandom at large, but here we are! I’m also super into thorki because goddamn… they sure do have a Dynamic™.

So I guess my question is, what is actually good here? I feel like I’ve been trying to fight my way back to Kenneth Branagh!Loki, and have been largely unsuccessful within canon content. Do you have suggestions for a newcomer re: fics, fanart, and meta that actually treats Loki seriously? (and thorki as well?)

Hey! Welcome! Sorry about the mess *gestures at the garbage fire that is the TVA Show The Larry Show The "Loki" Show*

And this isn't a bizarre ask at all. It was really nice to receive actually! And yeah! I'm so glad you went back and watched the originals. The TV Show character is a completely new character played by the same actor who has nothing in common with the original character (who yes is absolutely fascinating and captivating and multilayered). Honestly I just think of the tv character as Larry, Loki's dumb lookalike cousin bc they have nothing in common lol. So glad the show led to you discovering good content...and thorki. And yeah Thor 2011 is amazing! It's so underrated. If you want meta relating to that and also just gushing about the film you can def check out my Thor 2011 tag.

My thorki tag of course has thorki stuff including art etc. I've also got an art tag which has both thorki and non-thorki works. If you want fic recs you can look in my fic rec tag which has a bunch of good stuff both thorki and gen.

Also here are some good thorki fics to start out with that I've really enjoyed. Most are ones I read early on when I just discovered the ship. Also @illwynd has a great thorki blog btw that you should def check out (and also their sideblog @throwbackthorki). Edit: I’ve also added some gen fic recs.

Thorki Fic Recs:

Chaos War by astolat (words: 34,203 | rating: E)

It was never easy to find Loki when he wanted to hide, but he wasn't doing a particularly good job of it at the moment. Probably he didn't think anyone from Asgard would be wasting their time hunting for him while the shining ones churned their way steadily through all the realm.

Loyalty at Any Price by seidrade (words: 22,663 | rating: E )

“This whole time, I’ve been searching the Nine Realms— alone— for answers to questions I barely know how to ask. I thought Heimdall at his watch, our father upon the throne, and most grievously… I thought you lost to me forever.” Thor’s resurgence of anger gives way to something like despair. He can’t tell whether he wants to pummel Loki into one giant bruise, or hold him and weep like a child.

When Thor returns to Asgard and exposes Loki’s deception, his demands for answers and Loki’s reluctance to give them soon bubble over into a cathartic confrontation.

Born to be Kings by Kadorienne (words: 66,618 | rating: T)

When the princes of Asgard made their ill-fated jaunt to Jotunheim, Odin arrived to fetch them before the frost giant grabbed Loki's arm. Odin was able to carry out his plan to make Loki his puppet king of Jotunheim. But how long will Loki remain an obedient puppet?

Yidrigar by epistolic (words: 5,174 | rating: M)

Sometimes I am envious, but never doubt that I love you.

The Heavy Crown by orphan_account (words: 10,024 | Rating: M )

Odin is dead. Loki must take up the mantle of King even as war threatens Asgard, Thor remains bereft of both Mjolnir and his immortality, and stress coupled with the knowledge of his heritage drives Loki to the brink.

No Common Thing by ravenbringslight (words: 8,283 | rating: E)

Loki follows Thor to a brothel and gets the shock of his life.

On the Eagle's Wings by illwynd (words: 2,975 | rating: T )

After Loki falls from the Bifrost, Thor begins to write him letters every day.

How long we were fooled by Ark (words: 28,227 | rating: E )

Loki is not a good man, he knows; there is something rotten in the core of him; and even a much better man might let Thor kiss him, since Thor still tastes of sizzling lightning, like gathering rain, like a desire so fierce and so awful to him that when released it could bring Asgard to its knees.

sunshine by thorvaenn (words: 18,257 | rating: E )

A post Infinity War fluffy piece.

Thor and Loki are among those who are trying to pick up the pieces, but must first fix each other.

Edit: And Some Gen Fic Recs too:

lose my idols to find my voice by Lise (words: 1,548 | rating: T)

This is no homecoming.

monstrare by Lise (words: 1,174 | T )

Loki is Asgard's second prince, brother to Thor, son of Odin and Frigga.

Isn't he?

farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear by Lise (words: 3,113 | rating: T)

Loki and the terrible, horrible, no good, very long delayed reckoning.

Five Times Loki Could Have Been A Villain by Kadorienne (words: 3,344 | rating: G | Character Death)

Five AUs where Loki is not a mere antagonist, but an actual villain.

He would have acted very differently.

When It Sings, When It Lies by dreamsthebirds (words: 14,145 | rating: G)

Thor AU, based on an awesome norsekink prompt for a scenario in which Heimdall doesn't open the Bifrost to Jotunheim, Odin doesn't ride to the rescue, and Loki is forced to take matters into his own hands.

Interdimensional journeys, shattering emotional revelations, and walking trees ensue.

Ichor in Violet by tirsynni (Words: 14,574 | rating: T)

When Thor learns that Loki can travel to other realms without Heimdall seeing, of course he convinces Loki to take them both to Jotunheim to hunt Frost Giants. There an accident unravels centuries of lies and threatens to unravel Loki, too.

The Sinking Feeling of Anticipation by JaggedCliffs (words: 8,624 | rating: G)

When Æsir come of age, they receive a gift from their parents, one meant to aid them in their adult lives. When a prince of Asgard comes of age, their gifts are not just for themselves, but for the realm.

Loki watched Thor receive Mjolnir at his coming of age ceremony – one of the greatest weapons in the realms, for one of its greatest warriors. Now, it's Loki's turn, and he knows Odin will grant him something just as magnificent.

Won't he?

Exsanguination by Lise (words: 8,610 | rating: G)

exsanguination /ex·san·gui·na·tion/ v.intr. To be drained of blood. (And all the rest.)

#asks #fic rec #thorki #thorki fic rec #thunderfrost #Loki #Thor #Marvel #MCU #loki fic rec #loki fic #loki tv series #loki show #Loki Series critical

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obeiii-mee · 3 years

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Could I request the brothers (and maybe Diavolo, if you're comfortable) reacting to a knightly/chivalrous m/c, please?

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I haven’t written Diavolo in a hot minute, I’m glad he’s being requested again. I’m guessing you mean an MC with the attributes of a knight? The same sort of mannerisms and traits and not an actual knight! MC? Lemme know if I did this ask wrong because I was low key confused lmao.

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The Brothers + Diavolo with a knightly/chivalrous MC:

Lucifer:

-He really didn’t like you upon first meeting

-He hated how he couldn’t intimidate you into not being a nuisance the way he could with most of his brothers

-But, to be honest, you had gained his respect rather early on

-I think, even though it may have annoyed him to no end, Lucifer was very fond of your bravery a lot of the times

-The way you would stand up for Mammon or that time you protected Beel and Luke from his outburst

-Courage is not a trait one would usually associate with humans, especially when more superior beings like demons are involved

-Your humility was also a characteristic of yours that he, surprisingly, was really fond of

-And your overall mercifulness was something to be congratulated as well

-I mean, him and his brothers put you through so much shit and for you to forgive and move on without an angry word at any of them kinda speaks on its own

-I think he understands, to an extent, the reason you’re so loyal to the people you care about too

-He has a certain devotion for Lord Diavolo and his brothers, more than he lets on

-To him, having someone like you around is something to be appreciated

-Because you are similar but also completely different and nothing like he deemed you to be at the beginning

-yo i think you remind him of himself back when he was angel tbh

-He’s sort of tired of saving your ass tho because you are very just, so you feel the need to help people all the time which leads to you getting involved in fights

-Bring him his 20th cup of coffee for the day please, it’s hard being a single father of 8 children (yes I’ve added Lord Diavolo he counts as one of the kids)

-He’s the definition of this incorrect quote I stumbled across a while back

- MC: “FIGHT ME RIGHT NOW!”

-Lucifer, from behind them “ Do not.”

Mammon:

-Ok so this random human comes to DevilDom and has the audacity to slap his hand away while he’s trying to steal from Diavolo’s castle????????

-“MC ya’re forgetting I’m a demon, my moral scale is wayyy different than yours-“

-“Put it back.”

-“......ok.”

-You’re coming at him with rightfulness and honor and your presence is gonna hit him like a truck

-Cuz he ain’t stealing anything when you’re around (lucifer uses this to his advantage ofc.)

-That was basically the only thing he disliked about you

-Other than that, after your first week in DevilDom, he thinks you’re a goddamn S A I N T

-Everytime you stand up for him when his brothers are being assholes-pls he melts into a puddle of goo from your perfection

-OOFFS AND ALL THOSE TIMES YOU GAVE HIM GIFTS BECAUSE GENEROSITY BBY

-Good thing he was wearing sunglasses, because holy fuck was he weeping under those Gucci shades

-He’s gonna give ya props for having the courage to stand up to him and his brothers

-Lucifer especially because big bro scary

-Think about it like this: literally every single one of them could have you seasoned and roasted for lunch, love

-And yet you still have the bravery to look them in the eye and tell them: “Ya’ll are dysfunctional as fuck and need family therapy.”

-Again, he doesn’t understand your morale, he’s the Avatar of Greed, if he sees something he likes or seems worthy of his presence, he takes it

-But with that look you’re giving him, he honestly feels so guilty he can’t help but put it back

-He also appreciates your patience with him when it comes to anything that involves him talking about his emotions and thought process

-Because at this point he is widely known as scum so-

-Ahhhh, in the end, he thinks you’re pretty badass for a human and would low key want to see you in an armour of sorts agajwhisebhwjwwhehgdhdh

-And he really likes it when you make the effort to open doors for him too but he’ll never have the nerve to admit it

Levi:

-Believe it or not, he warms up to you in less than a day...?

-It’s probably because he’s a navy commander and he’s used to having soldiers around and you sort of remind him of that

-Out of everyone, he reacts the least when he sees how you carry yourself because to him it’s second nature

-Even if he does tend to slouch most of the time

-Almost dropped to his knees and started worshiping you when you yelled at Mammon to give Levi his money back on your first day

-And then a friendship started to blossom (im not friendzoning y’all, relax)

-Levi has a tendency to just walk into your room with his laptop, point at the screen which is paused in the middle of an anime and go “Look, the protagonist is a knight. You’re also...really knightly. I like the protagonist. I, uh I like you too, I guess.”

-He loves how honest you are because he knows that no matter what you wouldn’t lie to him

-“MC, do you think I’m a yucky otaku?”

-“No.”

-“But-“

-“No.”

-“Oh ok.”

-But on the inside he’s like 🥰🥰💞💞💞💞

-I just think that a knightly MC would connect on an emotional level with Levi for a lot of reasons, idk

-He’s gonna be a sputtering mess when he realises how much effort you put into this relationship (platonic or romantic) and how loyal you are to it

-Like how you actually bother learning all of his stupid passwords because you are just as serious about them as he is

-He just crashed, give him a moment to reboot please

Satan:

-He takes a while to warm up to you because for some reason your overall demeanour reminded him of Lucifer lol

-He thought you might be just as stuck up as him

-It didn’t take him longer than a week or so to come to the sudden realisation that you are way more pleasant than his brother

-Like his daddy, you manage to earn his respect pretty quickly after that

-He just thought the way you handled everything that was thrown at you in DevilDom was very sophisticated but firm nonetheless, if that makes sense?

-Like, you weren’t itching to escalate fights or anything but your tone of voice could easily end a whole conversation if need be

-You were still a human of course, it would be real easy for some low rank demon to kidnap you or something

-But for some reason, your confidence seemed to intimidate a few of the weaker ones into leaving you alone

-Obviously, that didn’t mean you were completely safe or anything

-There were still others that could effortlessly overpower you

-Even so, Satan found it sort of reassuring that unlike some humans, you weren’t one to back down without a confrontation

-Don’t get me started on all those times you rebelled against Lucifer, because that’s what truly got him to get to know you better

-He found you pretty interesting and then that interest sort of evolved into actual fondness

-Another thing that caught his eye was that even though you have very strong feelings about justice and fairness, you are completely level headed most of the time

-And patience, while it’s something he can manage, is the one that he has been trying to control for centuries

-He learned a lot from you about behaviour, whether you intentionally taught it to him or not

-And if there is one thing Satan thinks highly of; it would be knowledge

-Therefore, from that point onward, your existence was so much more precious to him than your soul could ever be

Asmo:

-What can I say about our sweet Asmo?

-You could have the personality of a trashcan and he’d still love you

-You were so polite and honourable from the beginning to the point you managed to get the attention of the Avata of Lust himself????

-He thought you were pretty hot basically

-hoWEVER

-Your righteousness always sort of nagged him because he low-key believed Diavolo snuck in another angel into the program, I-

-And for some reason, your loyalty to everyone in general ticked him off immensely at the beginning

-Mainly because he recognised that’s one of the traits he lacks entirely and he came to the conclusion that he needs to revaluate himself on that one

-He is so desperate for your attention, he will tattle on his brothers just to get you to yell at them and then comfort him

-“MCCCCC, MAMMON STOLE MY NEWEST MAKE UP KIT AND IS ABOUT TO SELL IT ON AKUZON!”

-he is so petty istg

-Your nobility still catches him off guard every now and then

-Because you’ve been living with demons for so long and yet you’re still, theoretically speaking, pure?? get your head out of the gutter people

-He probably applauds you on the fact that you can even scare Lucifer on some occasions because imagine having a scarier death glare than the eldest prince of hell

-Asmo will personally buy you clothes that he thinks suit your “aesthetic” (wtf Asmo)

-Might’ve bought you a sword and then got shouted at by Lucifer because oops turns out it was cursed

-Again, supportive mom vibes

-“MC, do you know how stunning you look strutting around with that confidence of yours? Don’t get me started on your posTURE!”

-You pulled a chair for him once and he practically swooned lmao

Beel:

-He figures you’re really nice from the start

-Mostly because you kept running errands and opening doors for him even though he let it slip that he might lose control and eat you

-Like most brothers, he finds you comforting in a way

-Beel appreciates your honesty to him too because he can count on you to tell him when he’s doing something wrong

-And he sort of needs the validation that even though he blames himself for a lot of things that took place in the past, his brothers and you are more than ready to forgive him (even if they didn’t blame him to begin with)

-Rather than respect, Beel puts a lot of trust into you, which I would believe to be more intimate

-If it’s just the two of you hanging out, he has an easier time opening up about Lilith because he knows you would never judge him and respect his feelings enough to let him get it out of his system

-You always share your food with him and give him a bigger portion and he goes so soft-

-Like who allowed you to be this generous?

-Tbh, he thinks it’s sort of refreshing having someone like you around

-Beel has been surrounded by demons for millenniums now and he’s gotten used to their...uh ‘evilness’

-Ever since you got dropped off in DevilDom, you really stood out with your nobility and morals

-It was like a breath of fresh air in a way

-He may or may not believe you’re a good influence on his siblings-if you can even influence demons of all things

-I’m not saying he invites you to work out with him and give him honest criticism, but he definitely invites you to work out with him and give him honest criticism

Belphie:

-“Out of all the humans they could’ve chosen, they picked the most annoying one, oH MY FUCKING GO-I MEAN DAD-“

-You go up to the attic that one night after tricking Lucifer into vibing to some classical TSL tunes

-He spotted you and was immediately irritated

-Like, he KNEW you were going to be a pain in the ass just by judging your posture and how you carried yourself (very knightly)

-At the start, he’s even hesitant to lie to you because he had a suspicion you wouldn’t buy his bs

-(Spoiler alert: you didn’t but you went with it either way)

-It takes a while for you to forgive him when he literally fucking kills you because that was rude af but you got over it in time

-AFTER of the whole ‘Sorry-for-choking-you-can-we-be-friends-now’ incident, you still get on his nerves a lot but at this point, he believes that’s his punishment for being a murderous dickhead

-You don’t really piss him off tho, you just confuse him a lot

-Why are you so polite? You keep pulling chairs and opening doors for him??? Why are you treating him like royalty?? Stop it, he doesn’t want to be like Lord Diavolo (he def likes it when you do that)

-Pls stop dragging the poor man to breakfast, he just wants to sleep in-

-He doesn’t understand how you’re always one time for everything

-My dude tries to wake up 20 minutes early to get somewhere in time and he is still 2 hours late

-sTOP TRYING TO FORCE YOUR IDEALS ONTO HIM, HE’S A LITTLE SHIT WHO ENJOYS WATCHING PEOPLE SUFFER

-All the same, you’re a very forgiving person so he’s just grateful you don’t hate him or anything

-And in the end, it doesn’t really matter how much your chivalry and righteousness and all of that pisses him off every now and then

-Because he can’t deny the fact that you brought him and his brothers the peace they needed

-And he so loves it when you and Lucifer go head to head mhmm

Diavolo:

-This big tittied man right here takes a liking to you immediately

-A couple of days in DevilDom and he’s already inviting you for tea at his castle

-You managed to befriend the prince of hell faster than the demons you live with, huh

-He’s lonely ok? He loves having people over and having cozy chitchats

-Not to mention he thinks you’re such pleasant company!

-Most demons would be afraid to even say anything in his presence but you always speak your mind while continuing to be respectful and he’s so happy, you don’t understand-

-Only demons in close relations to Diavolo like Babrbatos and Lucifer actually know how much it takes for someone to anger him

-He doesn’t take offence to much lol

-And he’s really content that you acknowledged that

-He sometimes visits you in his spare time just to talk and hang out since Lucifer is a big meanie who doesn’t want to indulge him and Barbatos is busy making him dinner >:(

-SPEAKING OF- if you and Barbatos don’t bond then i don’t know what to tell you

-I mean, you would both have so many things in common (strong sense of loyalty, honesty, just in a way etc.)

-You’re his favourite guest to have over at the palace, sorry Luci you’ve been replaced

-He genuinely finds you interesting as well so please tell him stories from the human realm!! He’s dying to learn more!

-Diavolo notices you demeanour sort of gives off warrior vibes so-

-He really considered making you into a knight bc it’s Diavolo-what he says; goes

-“I know they’re human but they’ll be fine. Look how tough they are! They managed to survive a year with you and your brothers didn’t they?”

-“My Lord, that doesn’t amount to anything, please don’t get our human killed-“

#obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me imagines #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me diavolo #obey me shall we date #obey me hcs #🕯 general #☂️ demon brothers #👑 Diavolo supremacy #⭐️ requests

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honey-milk-depresso · 3 years

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Obey Me Mute s/o who seeks revenge

Ahahahahaha *chokes* welcome to my shit of RWBY inspired fanfics. I pretty much had successfully killed myself with my history textbook for my next week exams so I hope it was worth it. Anyways, on with the headcanon! (Inspired by Neopolitan from RWBY)

To summarize just what the hell happened to you, you had a simple life with your stepmother who you cherished dearly. She didn’t cared if you couldn’t speak like others. She finds your acts of kindness louder than words. But for some reason, all was shattered when some criminal demons from Devildom killed her.

Using the nearest thing to you to defend yourself, you found a parasol leaning against the chair and aimed the tip at the chest to stab them.

Even if you had won against them, that feeling of enragement was still not satisfied. Seeing red, all your life was finding a way to kill all demons as you felt they only steal the ones you love far too early.

Unreasonable, yes, but you couldn’t care by that point. Learning how to summon yourself to Devildom, you would figure out a way to start a raid. First stop, the House of Lamentation.

(This is kinda like enemies to lovers-)

Lucifer

He was still awake when you sneaked into the house.

For some reason he felt the air became a little stiff.

Like, someone was in the house.

And it wasn’t Mammon coming back from his casino run.

He checked the area, and...

Out pops you attacking him.

And it was just him and you dueling it out.

He finally managed to land a hit on you,

though he might find you quite impressed that you hit him multiple times with your parasol, and manage to dodge a lot of his attacks because you were just so fast and agile.

Way to hurt his pride, s/o.

But now that he manage to attack back.

He can’t help but wonder how the hell you, a mere human with incredible reflexes wtf-, came to Devildom.

You must really did your homework to learn teleportation spells, huh?

Well, he glared at you, and you glared back.

He doesn’t feel like killing you,

mainly because, well, pity-

So he just took you Diavolo somehow-

And now you live in a house,

full of demons-

Man oh man,

he had to hold you back from killing Mammon, who was surprisingly the first one to wake up.

he had many problems with you, even if you couldn’t speak.

you attacking random demons all the time, at every corner and inch of Devildom-

like wtf, s/o-

C H I L L-

And you acted so salty and sassy even when you were mute through your actions-

Like damn-

He gets how it’s like to lose a love one, like how he lost Lilith,

But I guessed he doesn’t really know how it feels like to lose the one thing that kept you together,

and when it’s gone.

He comforted you, even if he was still salty of your first meeting,

He would be there for you when you weep your stepmother’s death

when you screamed in silence.

eventually you loosened a bit,

you carried out subtle actions of care towards him,

like organizing his desk or cleaned his room.

he smiled when you left, stubbornly claiming you weren’t helping him through actions, sign language, however you communicated.

and warmed up to him, taking into consideration that some demons weren’t bad, but the thought of him maybe doing this only to kill you later still lingered in you,

But you let that slide, sort of-

If he tried to pull off some funny shit on you, you’ll be prepared to attack him once more,

But for now, you’ll let things the way it is.

Belphegor and Beelzebub

You attacked him while he was asleep

That was conveniently after Beel stepped in.

And while Beel served as a big threat, you served a lot worse almost.

Your agility and speed was able to dodge most of Beel’s attacks,

And you kept hitting him hard in the face with your parasol

WHY DONT DO THAT S/O

DONT HIT THE POOR BABY PLS, I GET IT UR MAD BUT NOOOO-

Eventually, you got hit.

And Belphie was shook-

Now, just how tf did a human ended up here??

They brought you to Lucifer who you glared straight back.

It was burning with hatred and vengence, which confused Beel

Have they did something to you?

It took a while to get used to you trying to constantly attack them and the other brothers which Belphie didn’t mind you trying to kill Lucifer-

Beel convinced you that they wouldn’t hurt you or anyone close to you.

Well won’t hurt you is one thing,

But demons had already took the one thing you loved; your stepmother.

Beel could understand, to some extent.

Losing a person you held close to your heart would surely be soul-shattering,

but he still had some love ones surronding him.

And while Belphie could relate to you the most, thinking all humans are cruel and cause of Lilith’s death, much like how you think all demons are cruel and cause your stepmother’s death,

He can’t say he lost his entire life.

He still had Beel.

Having only one person who made you feel whole,

only to be taken away from you, they can’t really blame you for your actions.

They would have been doused in anger and tried defeating anything and everything in their way.

They were there for you when you cried

You couldn’t utter a word or sound, but your face was enough to scream a million words of how much you missed her.

And eventually you were there for them when they had nightmares of Lilith.

It was quite surprising to see the three of you getting along,

and while you still had a burning hatred for demons,

that flame and anger had slightly diminished.

Of course, if they tried to kill you, you wouldn’t hesitate to protect yourself and strike back.

But you were fine with the relationship you had with the twins.

And while Belphie thinks humans are cruel,

he was fine with you.

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me beel x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me belphie x reader #obey me belphegor x reader #obey me beel x reader x belphie #obey me beelzebub x reader x belphegor #obey me belphie x reader x beel #obey me belphegor x reader x beelzebub #obey me x reader headcanons

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star-consultant · 3 years

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Bright are the stars

You need a Beatle song that perfectly encapsulates your sign? Of course you do. (Spotify playlist)

Aries—“I Saw Her Standing There”

One two three FOUR! An eager and intense song for an eager and intense sign. Aries falls hard and fast, with a tendency to rash vows that everyone doubts they mean—but Aries doesn’t doubt. Paul (who later styled himself as a "ram” at a key point in his creative development) makes good on the Cardinal Fire vibe with his exuberant vocals, and John of the Aries rising contributed the street-smart innuendo that utterly makes the song: And you know what I mean. Fittingly, this song kicked off the group’s first album, which itself has plenty of Aries “HELLO I AM HERE TO MAKE A MARK ON YOUR WORLD! (like me plz ok? this is my heart and i am Doing My Best??)” energy.

Taurus—“All I’ve Got to Do"

A song that takes its sweet time but burrows deeper than the average ear-worm into your consciousness. It’s a patient song that is unassuming but knows exactly what the hell it’s doing. The intensity builds bit by bit, so that you’re unaware when the power of the bridge comes crashing down. Describes the Taurean romantic ideal: lazy, loyal, cozy, constant, tender, and ever-so-true. Also, “All I’ve Got to Do” is featured on the second album, With the Beatles, which has plenty of other Bullish touches, noticeable even with a casual glance at the tracklist: “Don’t Bother Me,” “Not a Second Time,” and “Money (That’s What I Want).”

Gemini—“She Loves You”

Paul is a Gemini Sun, and throughout his catalogue it shows. But perhaps he never topped the Twinniness of this energetic, optimistic, breathless, gossipy classic. It was composed “eye-to-eye” with John, a truly dual-authored song, and one the rare Beatles numbers where the two lead vocalists double up on every single line, in true (Nerk) Twin fashion. Also the first but definitely not the last of their many “third-person narratives,” Paul’s novelistic instead of confessional slant being distinctly a Gemini thing. The speaker in this one couldn’t be more enthusiastic about this relationship if it were already repaired, and he couldn’t be more enthusiastic about it if it were his. Love is great! People reconciling is great! You should be glad, dumbass! But the real corker? What makes this so Gemini that it hurts? Yoko has confirmed that in the early 70s, during her separation with John, she actually had Paul play agony aunt. Then, during that meetup in L.A. where they were last photographed together, Paul urged John to “apologize to her” and get back together... which he did. That’s right. "She Loves You” is not merely a Gemini’s song: it’s a Gemini’s life.

Cancer—“Octopus’s Garden”

Ringo the Crab’s musically-complex fantasy about an underwater sanctuary where children are “happy and safe,” he and his lover can be together, and there’s “no one there to tell us what to do.” George (a triple Water sign himself, probably not-so-incidentally) always insisted that his best mate’s song Had Depths, and he himself supplied a lot of them: check out his lead guitar lines. They function as emotional counterpoint. When Ringo’s vocal line is especially wistful, the guitar is bright; when Ringo ends on a confident note, the guitar is quirky, ironic, even stiff-upper-lip pessimistic. Result: a shifting kaleidoscope of FEELS. The Moon approves.

Leo—“Good Day Sunshine”

Paul perfectly expresses his own Leo moon with a sublime, vibrant ode to laughter, love, and pride on a cloudless summer day. The bit in the lyrics about she knows she’s looking fine and I’m so proud to know that she is mine? That’s not marring the high tone of the song: that is part of the tone. Hear us roar! And by “roar” I mean "laugh and canoodle, coz Leo is about living the good life, bitches.”

Virgo—“Please Please Me”

What’s fair is forkin’ fair, mate! A exemplary blend of Virgo’s Mutable passive-aggressive sensitivity with its Elemental directness... half-critical, half-begging... plus the very sign-typical humblebragging. About their sexual prowess. Damn, Virgo. People forget how Earthy you really are sometimes. But here we are. In very Virgo fashion, instead of ditching the girl he’s decided to harangue her. On a more meta note, the Beatles were still studio virgins when they first began crafting this song, and it took several passes and incorporation of George Martin’s feedback before it became the bursting pop hit as we know it now. There’s that Virgo work ethic paying off.

Libra—“Strawberry Fields Forever”

The imagery of the title suggests an eternal harvest. But the star sign resemblance goes deeper than that: Always, no, sometimes think it’s me, but, you know, I know when it’s a dream. I think, er, no, I mean, er, yes, but it’s all wrong... that is, I think I disagree. Did you just hear your Libra roommate rambling after a joint, or did you listen to verse three of “Strawberry Fields”? Same difference. The song is absolutely lovely, as anything associated with the child of Venus should be, and innovative, as befits a Cardinal sign. Most of all, even in all of Libra Sun John’s weighing and weed-wandering, he knows one thing: he’s got to take someone else along with him. A companion, stat!

Scorpio—“While My Guitar Gently Weeps”

George of the Scorpio moon and Scorpio ascendant had to really lean into this side of his nature to even get this damn track properly recorded. He resorted to the social power play of inviting Eric frickin’ Clapton into the tense post-India studio just to get Lennon, McCartney, and Martin to give his song proper Beatle recording magic. Which it deserved. The dark drama of the hard-won arrangement is the perfect Scorpio accompaniment to the moody, reflective lyrics about “all the love there that’s sleeping” in this weary world. There’s tender, horrified pity here for those who are stifled into inauthenticity: I don’t know how nobody told you how to unfold your love. I don’t know how someone controlled you; they bought and sold you... Bonus points for the Watery ‘just can’t even’-ness of not being able to so much as pick up a damn broom.

Sagittarius—“Something”

You’re asking me, will my love grow? I don’t know, I don’t know! A deeply instinctual lover knows that Cupid has done hit a bullseye. He remains emphatically ambivalent about the future, but he knows what he feels in this moment, and in that moment is romance and wonder that is as deep as the earth is from the heavens. Sags are intense, but of all the Fire signs they are most far-seeing and detached (due to their Mutable quality, which makes them see the world a bit more like an Air sign does). “Something” keeps trying to capture that je-ne-sais-quoi, and despite the speaker’s happiness he can’t help but circle back again and again to take another shot at that the mental target. A philosopher even when in love. Ultimately, however, he doesn’t want to leave her now... which for a restless Sag is already saying a ton.

Capricorn—“Revolution”

John let his unfashionable midheaven Capricorn off the leash with this blunt, pointed savaging of radical and violent revolutions. (Given the tanks on Tiananmen Square and the millions dead on the killing fields of Cambodia, I can’t say that his cautionary note about “destruction” and “minds that hate” was unnecessary.) Few things are more Capricorn than ‘Oh, you want my money? Yeah, first show me that you’ve done your fucking homework, mate.’ Bonus Earth points for the fact that he somehow worked sex—a lot of sex—into this political track.

Aquarius—“Come Together”

John of the Aquarius moon’s decidedly loony attempt to write a political campaign song in order to stop Reagan. (The result was too weird for Timothy Leary, whose reaction was pretty much ‘wtf? I don’t think even I have enough residual acid in my system for this one... ’) John invokes the ideal of collaboration, but his call to solidarity is built around fantastical lyrics that no one can comprehend: He wear no shoeshine, he got/Toejam football, he got/Monkey finger, he shoot/Coca-Cola, he say/I know you, you know me... Oh, right. The lyrics contain exactly one discernible message: One thing I can tell you is you got to be free. How Aqua. Also in true collaborative Water-Bearer fashion, the arrangement really makes the song (special mention to the tight, tight work of the rhythm section). Bizarre genius that attracts a true team effort—it doesn’t get much more Aquarius than that.

Pisces— “I Want to Tell You”

The wall of sound builds up thickly enough that soon the words seem to be traveling through the sea to reach you: I want to tell you my head is filled with things to say... But when you’re here, all those words, they seem to slip away. A gorgeously, emotionally tongue-tied song... about being tongue-tied. Written by George, a Pisces Sun, this absolute mystery of a lyric is all emotion and no logic. If he seems to act unkind, it’s only him, it’s not his mind. Okay, Fishboy. Good thing the track is compellingly lovely and utterly relatable. Which suits the Pisces life exactly: ‘I don’t know what I mean, but it’s exceedingly beautiful and I want you to share it with you very, very much.’

#zodiac #beatles

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myidlethinkings · 4 years

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So my girlfriend has been trying to have me read the Wheel of Time series since when she was just my best friend. I picked back up the second book recently but it's been a while since I read the first and she went on this massive "YOU WON'T REMEMBER EVERYTHING FROM THE FIRST BOOK, LET ME TELL YOU"

This led to her Wheel of Time in 5 Minutes ™ lecture/rant and... I had to share this with the world. Enjoy.

Obviously every spoiler for the first book. You've been warned.

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k, eye of the world in 5 mins.

begins in the two rivers, emonds field, is gonna be bel tine and everyones all excited. rand lives further afield with his father and theyre bringing in brandy for the inn. rands all omg someones watching me as theyre getting in, tams all i cant see anything, rands all mustv imagined it. they get there. they hear theres going to be a gleeman. meets up with his bestie perrin and LOVER mat I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP who are both like yeah we totes saw the figure too. they go we'll tell the mayor tomorrow.

they see the gleeman thom and theyre all omg a gleeman, omg. then the two strangers, moiraine, who is the best character ever to character in any universe fucking fight me on that and lan, who are asking questions about the area and people and moiraines like oh hi child to nynaeve the wisdom whose like im the fucking wisdom bitch who the fuck are you. she then says to the boys hey here have this coin which is totally a normal coin cuz i might have errands and shit and theyre like holy shit anything you want.

then he sees egwene and hes all like omg the love of my life will you dance with me tomorrow at bel tine and shes all yeah sure in the afternoon cuz i got shit to do in the morning and hes all like wut? and shes all GETTIN MAH HAIR BRAIDED YO and hes all like holy shit that means shes marriagable, holy shit man.

then the peddler paidan fain rocks up and gets everyone in a frenzy over war wherever and false dragons and logain or whoever else.

rand and tam go back to the farm overnight before the festivities begin. shit goes down. trollocs smash in, rands all OMG TROLLOCS ARENT REAL THO LIKE WUT and tams all, fly you fool and rand runs into the woods. but then hes all, i cant fucken leave my father so he creeps back and in the shadows he sees tam creeping around with a sword and rands like DAFUQ why does he have a sword, fighting ensues, tam gets hurt, is dying, rand manages to get him back to emonds field with a figure trailing them.

tams delirious, starts talking about rands dead mother and then starts talking about a battle and how they all poured over the dragonwall and that it was snowing but it was so hot, battle is always hot and she was a warrior even though she was pregnant and she gave birth and died and how he took the baby and rand was all WUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. im gonna ignore that shit.

gets to emonds field. everything is in ruins. trollocs wrecked the shit there too. nynaeve is all like sorry dude, your dads gonna die. hes all fuck that, gets back to the inn where the gleemans like hey that ladys an aes sedai, she could heal him but i totally wouldnt because you never know what they ask for in price and rands all i dont care because HE IS MY FATHER. MY FATHER. HEEEEE. ISSSS. MYYYY. FATHERRRRR. thoms all, holy shit dude calm down hes your father. moiraine, the best character in the universe, heals tam, then shes all like look, you three boys need to come with me and rands all, well shit she makes sense and they go but then egwenes hiding too and shes all bitch im adventuring too and rands all AHHHH and moiraines all huh the wheel weaves what the wheel wills, whatevs, and they go on, with thom whose also like this place is boring asf, im coming on.

they head out, dragkhar fly overhead, moiraine like a mofo destroys them, they get to tarren ferry, cross on the ferry, then coincidentally theres a whirlpool and the ferrys destroyed when theyre on the other side and egwenes like HOLY SHIT YOU DID THAT and moiraines all cuz im fucking awesome and nobody can follow us now so stfu and they head on.

rand interrupts a lesson with moiraine teaching egwene the true source cuz egwenes got it. rands all FUCKING WTF and thoms all dude, leave it, you cant do a thing about it. Shes gone now. Why don’t you bang mat instead. I mean the mat comment never happened but I will ship them till my dying breath. moiraines all to egwene youll die if i dont teach you, there was another back in emonds who also had it but she managed to survive/channel in her own way.

egwene starts to unbraid her hair. rand has a crying fit. egwenes all fuck off man, i do what i want. mydraal and shit attack them, they get to baerlon safely. where the gatekeepers like the children of the light are around but they cant cause much trouble cuz the city watch hate them and the whitecloaks are little bitches. they get to baerlon. mat and rand walk around. they see a few of the whitecloaks, dane bornhold a young man leading the small group. mats like lol, watch this, enters a shop, climbs up the top and hurls a rock at them, loosening barels. rand has started to feel feverish and when the barrels nearly knock them over, rand stands there and doesnt hide and rands like lol and danes like dafuq are you looking at and rands like im looking at you what are YOU looking at and hes feeling really odd and reckless and danes like are you a darkfriend and steps forward but then the city guards turn up who hates the whitecloaks and they face each other off and mat hauls rand off all are you fucking insane, you faced him off and rands recklessness leaves him and he freaks out and they flee.

throughout this time and through the book all three have dreams but i cant be bothered to get into those, theyre basically all the dark one figuring out who is who, and they wake up after rats backs were broken in the dream to be all oh hey it was just dreams though, to find rats dead all over the place and other stuff. Moiraine told them early on to go to her if they have dreams and the boys talk about it and theyre like we should probably tell her but nah, she saes sedai and like, its just dreams yo, yeah a few rats end up dead but cool, its fine, we’re fine.

oh baerlons also where he meets min who can see things around them, like with him a sword that is not a sword and three women on his funeral pyre weeping and with perrin she sees wolves and mat dice and with lan seven broken towers and a baby in a cradle with a sword and blah blah. And she says she can see he loves egwene and egwene loves him too but theyre not for each other, at least not in the way they want to be.

then he returns and nynaeve is there and she is PISSED and is all like we're going home now and moiraine manages to convince her they are in trouble and nynaeves like ..... i dont trust you, but fine. and lans all how did you find us and shes all i tracked you bitches and hes all like, huh.

rand says to her later about MY FATHER HE IS MY FATHERRRR and nynaeves all awkwardly like er yeah totally, i totally dont remember when your father returned after adventuring with an outlander wife, that totally explains your red hair, er yea sure. but that above all they loved him as much as they wouldv loved any baby.

oh a bunch of times during the book people startle at him and him being so tall with red hair and grey eyes and say he resembles an aiel. oh, theyre also ta'veren, so extra special they draw people into doing stuff with their lives, they effect the pattern. moiraine also says the two rivers used to be manetheran, a fabled kingdom. that night shit happens and they run off. they run, fight, attack, fight, as they battle mat starts yelling out things in an old language he doesnt know, that moiraine says was a manetheran war cry and the old blood still sings.

theyre going to get outrun in battle and against moiraines judgement lan takes them to an old crumbling city shadar logoth which fell to the darkness and even trollocs and mydraal dont like entering it.

oh also tam gave rand the sword which is a heron marked blade and lans all like er only blademasters have these why did your father have one and rands all HES MAHHH FATHERRRRRR and lans all yeah but how and rands all he bought it from a merchant years before and lans all yeah that sounds totally legit.

they go into shadar logoth, the boys sneak off, meet mordeth whose all like lol here take the treasure and mats like cool but rands like holy shit he doesnt have a shadow and then mordeth goes all rahhhh and the three manage to escape and they return and ramble about what happened and moiraines like DID HE GIVE YOU ANYTHING and theyre all like no and mats like er totally didnt and moiraines like we have to move and they leave but then this shadow thing that can kill them separates them and theyre all separated and perrin and egwene fall into a river together, and nynaeve finds moiraine and lan and is all like I will cut you aes sedai for what you’ve done to all of us and moiraine is all lol, and rand and mat with thom end up on a ship, the spray, with bayle domon and theyre worried he’ll throw them overboard cuz of the trollocs that chased them but domon seems to think theyre after him.

moiraines like with the coins i can track them, but two of them have lost their coins (paying for passage on domons ship). perrin and egwene roam around a lot, finally meet up with a man elyas who can communicate with wolves. aes sedai once tried to gentle him because of it but it has nothing to do with the one power so it didnt do anything. theres hints he used to be a warder, but now he hangs out in the wilderness. he says perrin has the same thing, perrin freaks out. elyas is like ill take you to the next city cuz you guys are lost. they then meet up with the tuatha'an, the tinkers, who roam around and dont harm anyone even if theyre to be harmed. perrin cant reconcile that, hes all how can you defeat evil by that, but in turn they pity him as hes such a young, sad, violent man with his axe. his eyes start turning gold like elyas' and he starts to communicate with wolves like hopper and a bunch of them though he tries to deny it.

egwene dances with aram, one of the tinkers and perrins all wow what about rand and they eventually leave, though aram is restless for a tinker.

the leader asks elyas if hes found the song which is their formalities, elyas is all no we havent. the leader then tells him of a story he heard, of an aiel who crossed the waste and died, to tell them that leafblighter means to blind the eye of the world. then she died. they leave and then they then meet afoul of the whitecloaks who are fighting whatever and bornhold - danes father – and byar catches them. through the ordeal perrin kills two of the whitecloaks while hes being all half wolf in the battle and they take them in to be questioned.

nynaeve and moiraine/lan end up finding them, releasing them, the wolves assist, nynaeve gets left behind, lans all about to get her, moiraine reminds him of his oaths, nynaeve turns back up.

meanwhile rand/mat are at whitebridge and mats starting to get sick and suspicious. he had a dagger from shadar logoth. a mydraal finds them, thom hurtles his flute and harp at them, says to go, to leave. hes saving them because he once had a nephew who could channel and the red ajah gentled him, while thom was having an affair with the queen morgase of andor when he was a court bard and by the time he got to owen it was too late and hed not survived, which he always regretted and then because he left morgase the way he did she was pissed at him too. rand and mat run for it, rand sobbing that thom is dead.

they go from village to village to village, mat getting sicker and sicker, a young woman who ends up being a darkfriend tries to kill them, they escape. rand keeps thinking he sees padan fain the peddlar from home, whose actually a darkfriend.

moiraine tells nynaeve she has the power too, nynaeve has a mini breakdown. moiraine said it would have begun with a doing something she desperately needed then a few days later collapsing really ill and the illness disappearing quickly. nynaeve once said egwene had gotten sick as a child and shed healed her not knowing how, then gotten sick. moiraine says thats also how she found them to begin with, in the city, she could sense egwene.

rand and mat go to a poor inn, they try to rob them by locking them in the back. mats getting sick and even more paranoid. rand is terrified when he realises theyre going to sell them to a darkfriend and he prowls and prowls till the room theyre in explodes, the wall crumbling. rand doesnt know how but he thinks he did it himself. mat becomes blinded from it and starts sobbing.

they escape. on the run again. as mat is blind, rand takes care of him and mat in his illness is worried that rand will abandon him which rand would never do because mat is the LOVE OF HIS LIFE, rand ends up really sick, paralleling what moiraine said what happened to nynaeve.

they end up hitching a ride to caemlyn where they expect moiraine to find them, if shes still alive. the buggy driver talks about the queen. how elayne is the daughter heir and her brother is the first prince of the sword. its been tradition forever that the daughter heirs go to tar valon to train and the princes go be taught by warders. he mentioned tigraine who was the queen before morgaise, who disappeared mysteriously nearly twenty years ago, who left behind a son galad. morgaise married the husband and became queen and while she had elayne and gawyn, galad lives with them too, now the husband is dead. oh, also logain the false dragon is being presented to the queen as prisoner before the aes sedai take him to tar valon to gentle him.

they get to caemlyn, mats REALLY sick. rand leaves him at an inn, tries to go see the false dragon being brought in. he meets loial an ogier whose nice, whose like 90 but really young for an ogier to have left his stedding without permission. rand ends up thinking he sees paidan, but doesnt have a good feeling, tries to run off, falls into a castle garden. meets elayne the daughter heir who might actually be the most annoying character to exist, her brother gawyn. theyre like omg you look like an aiel. elayne then talks about gareth bryne the guard captain dude she ships hard with her mother. galad MY MOST PURE CHARACTER WHO I LOVE FUCK ELAYNE (not a spoiler, his name is of the most pure camelot round table knight) rocks up, is all, holy you broke into the palace. elayne whose a bitch is like how DARE YOU YOURE NOT MY BROTHERRRR and galads all we are siblings and my duty is to protect you and shes all you wont do anything with this rand ill invoke protection, then galad goes and tells the guards because theres literally a false dragon being brought in and tension is on the rise in caemlyn and hes taken to see morgase.

the red ajah elaida is freaked out by him, knows hes taveren, has a bit of a prophecy but it doesnt really mean much and morgaise is all look, we cant just arrest everyone, let him go.

he then races back to the inn, moiraine and everyones there, they all hug, then hes all like oh yeah mats sick btw. moiraine goes up and mats not just sick hes now tainted. she does the best she can but is all like he needs to get to tar valon to have the bond between him and the dagger properly severed. then moiraine meets loial who randomly talks about an event concerning the eye of the world. perrins all oh yeah thats like the dead aiel girl the tinkers spoke about. that changes the plans once moiraine realises the dark ones trying to get to the eye and shes like we cant get to tar valon yet we gotta leave now. they use the ways which loail knows how to use cuz ogier and male aes sedai made them together centuries before but now the ways are tainted.

theyre like the worlds between the worlds, can get to places quicker but it has the black wind thatll kill you. blah blah blah they use the ways, nearly die, but get to fal dara/shienar, which is sort of where lan is from. nynaeve confesses her love, lans all no i cannot, i cannot offer anything. it ends up that his parents had the throne but his ... there was scheming. His uncles wife wrecked everything, she escaped with her baby into the blight, lans cousin, nobodys seen or heard of them, moiraine suspects isam might be alive but GASP keeps it from lan. the seven towers crumbled, lan has a death wish, he believes hes the only one left so must die.

lord agelmar wishes lan would rise up the banner of the golden crane because everything about the blight is crumbling, lans like no, i have a new oath now with moiraine. lord ingtar is a fight me soldier who fanboys after lan. theres a battle going on in tarwins gap they desperately need help for, but lan says he cant. lord agelmar orders ingtar to accompany them to the blight and leave them cuz moiraines like we cant have anyone else come with us.

Paidan fain by this point has rocked up to shienar and tried to wheedle his way into the good graces of lord agelmar but hes all wtf you look like a creeper and throws him in a cell. Moiraines like I need to question him at some point.

moiraine then takes them into the blight to find the green man who can take them to the eye of the world. the green man rocks up, hes made of vines and flowers, takes them to the eye. two forsaken rock up. moiraine tries to fight, is knocked out, nynaeve and lan get knocked out, the boys run. the green man is destroyed by the forsaken. rand ends up destroying the forsaken, goes into the eye, channels the male source in there, realises he can channel, has a fight with the dark one - whose still bound under the seals, but rand believes he ended the dark one and its done. comes out, the others are recovering. brings out an old banner from the eye thats the dragons banner, broken seals from the dark ones prison, and the horn of valere. moiraine is all, we need to take these to tar valon. rands all, you do that, but im done with aes sedai, im not going to tar valon. im done. the dark ones dead and im going to do my own thing. he turns to egwene who backs away from him when he said he channeled, then she bursts into tears and hugs him and says shes sorry.

they return to shienar, fal dara, where there was a miracle in tarwins gap where they believed they saw the creator and that the light took on flesh - they saw an apparition of a man they didnt know as rand fighting the battle he fought. ingtars flipping his shit because he missed the battle while accompanying them, and then not even being able to accompany them the entire way. After all of his talking about going after a week rand is still there, finishing his sword practice with Lan in Agelmar's private garden and meets up with Egwene. He tells her that he will go away. Egwene asks him to come to Tar Valon with her and Nynaeve, itll totes be fun, I mean theres the red ajah and shit wholl attack him if they know but hey itll be fun, but Rand refuses. He says he'll never channel again. When she asks him if he'll be going home, he tells her that he'll never go home.

Moiraine is underneath Agelmar's private garden. She uses her blue teardrop thing she wears on her forehead to focus her eavesdropping on Rand and Egwene. Using it to eavesdrop was the first use of the One Power she had learned as a young girl in the royal palaces of Cairhieren.

Smiling, she says, "The Prophecies will be fulfilled. The Dragon is Reborn."

the end.

#wheel of time #eye of the world #spoilers #i love her #she has a lot of feels with this series if that isn't obvious #I remembered everything with Lan and Nynaeve though because they're my favorites #rand #mat #perrin #moiraine #lan #nynaeve #thom #aes sedai #my gf is both a writer and history major and this is how she talks when it's just me

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theblackbirdsgemimagines · 4 years

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Ramble away, cause I feel the twisted head rot, I kinda wanna see what you think about our bois. ~ a pocket sized dragon hops in excitement.

A POCKET SIZED DWAGOOOOOONNNN 😭💞💞💞 That’s so BLESSED, and tysm omg, I’m very glad to just spill out my barking on every boy, bc yEAH THE BRAIN ROT SKDHAKDB

THE BRAIN ROT IS SO REAL LOL

Everything I breathe ends up relating to TWST in some way, like at this point just let me take my friends, cousins, and pets, and of course Lulu and Seb, and I will have 1. A Gottdamned Harem, 2. So Many Children, and 3. NEVER WANT TO LEAVE. Kwfhskdhjwek

Ok this is gonna be long bc I gotta cover all my boys, so rip lol.

Dorm Leads:

Riddle

GOD, my Fucking Baby, my CHILD, my SWEET BABY BOY, I’M 👁💧👄💧👁

I would die for him, beetch, he is PRECIOUS ♥️

He reminds me of how I feel Ciel would behave if S/O took the place as Sebastian’s contracee, too, so like 🥺 Lots of feels 😭

Is Son, I have adopted him now. If you mistreat him, don’t ever speak to me or my son ever again. I’ll FIGHT his MOM, don’t TEST me. I’m his new mom now. His BIRD mom. So proud of him, he’s like...one of the few that’s actually shown growth in canon after his overblot kshdkadjs

Leona

👁💧👄💧👁

.....I am a Mere Simp....

Ya’ll.... I swearh to ghOD I simped hard for Scar back when I was a wee thing, I did NOT expect to simp for him AGAIN LATER IN LIFE, what the FUCK aidhskdhskdj

Like shit bitch, damn, you may not be king of Afterglow honey, but you can be king of my heart if you wAnt to bb....

Leona: *smiles once, even if it’s smugly*

Me: *WEEPING* Look at hiiiiiiim!! My sunshine booooooy! 😭

Does this make me a furry

Probably

I am too Simp to Care Anymore

I HESITATED TO GET ATTACHED BC THIS BOY LOOKS LIKE A FUCKIN WOMANIZER IF I EVER SAW ONE, BUT HE DRINKS HIS RESPECT WOMEN JUICE EVERY SINGLE MORNING AND I WAS A GONNER SNDJAJDHSJ

FUCK

Call me a Herbivore again, bully me //SLAPPED

Azul

He secretly a lil shit sometimes, but tha’s ok, it’s mostly in a silly way, especially post overblot~ UvU

The sweetest bby everytime I read fanposts on him, like god, ah 💜💜💜 WHOMST COULD BULLY SUCH A CUTE CHUBBY OCTOBABY I’LL FIGHT ALL OF EM!! A sweetheart 10/10 would be his friend 💗 Not making contracts with him tho, lol

...ok maybe SOME after his overblot, but they’re able to be easily reversed now, so it’s way more chill andhsjdj

Kalim

FUCK!!!! F U C K!!!! BABYYYYYYY!!!! BABY!!!! I HAVE ADOPTED HIM IF YOU TOUCH HIM YOU D I E

He is literally so sweet, anytime anyone was like “you’re so nice it’s annoying” I WAS READY TO COME FLYING IN TO BITCH SLAP THEM LIKE AJDHSKDHSJ (even if I also loved them lol)

Like NO you are WRONG whfksjd

He has also grown so much, and I am proud ♥️🧡

Vil

Jesus Christ, canon Vil is Hurting Meeeeee ajdhskdhsj

My fave fanon Vil is the one that recognizes all different types of beauty, though~ uvu and is v encouraging to anyone that may be struggling with self hatred 💜

Canon: Vil is pretty~.

Me: Wow, wtf???? He IS so pretty... How rude I didn’t think you were serious! Wow him??? Pretty??? Wow??? Wow...

Idia

I’m not sure yet, as I haven’t seen him very often, but of the few times that I have: BIG same, huge mood, and Me FUCKING Too, goddamn akdhakdj

Idia is my Anxiety and Anime Nerd personified tbh lol

What Ortho is to him are what all my comfort characters are to me, honestly.

Like what would you like bby, you want that singing voice?? Ok here comes a synthesizer just special for you~. Ily, mwah~ u3u 💕

Malleus

HEAVY BREATHING

Ok maybe it’s just the lack of story/info out on him yet, but I don’t currently simp as hard for him compared to Leona, I’ll admit jajdkajd

BUT BOY HOWDEY DO I EVER STILL S I M P...

He Is Baby... And I Lob Him....

I am going to smooch those horns and forehead crown of beautiful scales 🖤🖤🖤 I am going to do it!!!! Here I go!!!

HE CAN HAVE ALL THE ICE CREAM AND TAMAGATCHI DATES HE WANTS I’M- 😭

This man is too precious for words, and I have so much childhood nostelgia to ‘enchanted’ woods, and being in the mountains, so he has Old Fae Friend vibes to me~🖤

DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON FORM DRAGON F-

Ngl I ship him and Leona a lil bit lol

No, not just bc that makes a poly with my two faves easier, but that is a bonus factor jadhajdj

Vice Dorm Heads:

Trey

Oh my god, the Daddy to my Mommy with all these newly adopted lil kids of ours, ya know??? What a wholesome sweetie and funny lil shit jahdksdh~

I love him, I would gladly make tarts with, AND for him 💚💚💚

The kind of boi who I’d ship HARD with anyone he started dating bc My God it would warm my heart So Much 💞💞

Ruggie (unofficial but may as well be at this point lol)

He took a while to grow on me kadhskdhsj

But I think he’d be a sweet, if a trouble-maker of a friend to have~.

Dank you for taking care of my sweet lion bby, honey, I’m sure Farrena is a sweetheart, but boi I hope he gets his shit together to fix up where Ruggie lives 😭

I think if I met his granny, I’d CRY jadhajsh 💗💗

Leech Twins (?)

Idk if they’re vice leaders, but who cares lol

THESE are the older Big Brothers in every sense of the word. (My canon ages most everyone up just a bit, save for Riddle, Ace, Deuce, Kalim, Jamil, Cheka, and anyone already 20+)

The ANNOYING older big brothers, lol.

The ones that hug you to death (Floyd), or use you for an arm rest (Jade), and specifically Do the thing you asked/told them NOT to Do.

This is fine with me tho, I’m an only child, please give me the experience of annoying older brothers lol 💙💚

Jamil

I used to hate you bby, I’m so sorry akdhskdhs

I’ve adopted him now, and I’m v proud he’s trying, but making clear what his boundaries are, and trying to come out of a shell he was made to be in for so long 😭

AND HIS DANCING IS SICK LIKE HONESTLY I’M SUCH A PROUD MOM 💗💗💗

Rook

God. FUCKING Rook, lol.

IDK IF I SHOULD TRUST YOU, but I also kinda wanna be your friend akdhakdjs

HE CONCERNS ME but he also seems nice and v sweet sometimes, lmao

Blz don’t stalk me tho 😬

STOP SHOOTING YOUR ARROWS AROUND SCHOOL YOU BLOODY HEATHEN FRENCH PRISS, YOU ARE GOING TO KILL SOMEONE

Also, if he DARES hunt cute animals around me, especially BIRDS, I am going to GRIP him jahdkahdsk

He’s like if Lord Druitt was a Little More Nice and a Little Bit Less Creepy ajdhak

Lilia:

GOD.

I LOVE THIS FUCKING GRANDPA.

I. FUCKING. LOVE. THIS FUCKING. GRANDPA.

I absolutely hc him as nonbinary w/masc pronouns, I absoLUTELY do.

I adore him, I love him, I haven’t gotten a squish (hardcore desire to be someone’s friend, lol) this hard for a character since AngelDust, I-

Pwease be nonbinary friends with me, Lilia 🥺

THE ONLY PERSON HERE SHORTER THAN ME, BUT I’LL TAKE IT AJDHAKDHJS

Anyone know Corpse and how he plays Among Us? That’s how I see Lilia playing his video games with friends and I JUST I JUST I J U S T

The Spencer to your Carly.

He and Crowley are free to compete as Dad with me too like honestly kshdkadjjs

He’ll always be granpa tho uvu 💚💖🖤

Extras:

Ace

God, the Fucking Annoying Middle Brother that pranks you ALL THE DAMN TIME, but I love him andhakdhsk

Deuce

THE BROTHER THAT WILL BEAT UP YOUR BULLIES 💙💙💙 SWEET BABY BOY

The Josh to Ace’s Drake. The Cody to Ace’s Zack. The Freddie to your Carly and Ace’s Sam.

If he and Ace started dating, tho, I would CRY.

But regardless who they end up dating, it’ll be slow burn friends to lovers, and literally the most adorable shit to watch EVER 💞💞💞😭

Cater

Seems Like A Womanizer But Actually Drinks His Reapect Women Juice And We Stan That 🧡

Can always count on him to help tou get the best Magicram shots, bless you Cater 🧡🧡

Also rly wanna be his friend, ngl 😭 Even IF he pranks me a lot kadhakdhsj

Jack:

H E AV Y BR EA T H IN G

Ngl my feelings for him are in the air IDK IF I WANNA SMOOCH OR NOT YET I JUST KNOW I LOB HIM HE GOODEST BESTEST BOY 💛💛💛😭

If all three Savannaclaw bois got in a cuddle pile with me, I would Not Be Mad

How can I give this boy love, tell me and I will Do It

Gift him all the cacti’s he WANTS💛

God he drinks that respecc women juice bright and early on his run every morning, you KNOW he does 💛💛💛

I wawnt to pet his ears an tail an fwuffy wolf form 😭

I WAWNT TO SEE THE BOY SMILE AND BE HAPPY 💞💞💞

Sebek

CHILL CHILL CHILL CHILL CH-

He is a v devoted guard tho, we love to see it UvU

I don’t have more info on him hekdhskdj but his fanmade content seems v v sweet~ 💚

Silver

HE ATTRACTS BIRDS AND I CRY ABOUT IT PLEASE BE MY FRIEND AND TEACH ME HOW 🥺🥺🥺

Him being raised by Lilia and Malleus literally gives me so much Fucking Seratonin....... God 💞💕💗💗💞💞💗💗💕💞

Ortho

IS BABY????? IS BABY!!!!!! I’M LOVE HIM I’M ADOPTING HIM IS BABYYYYYYY 💙💙💙💙💙

Cheka:

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

He is so FUCKING CUTE what the FUCK!

Leonaaaaaaa... 🥺 Your NEPHEWWWWW 😭

I might steal him from Farrena tbh, lIKE MY CHILD NOW~ 🧡🧡

I just sob and hug him every time I see him honestly 😭

Teachers:

Dire Crowley

Ohhhhhh god oh god oh god

Be my dad. Please. Be my dad. PLEASE be my dad. Ya’ll think I’m joking, I’m not. Please adopt me. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

This man as a father gives me so much dopamine and oxytocin and seratonin??? I have been weeping for WEEKS, please adopt me, Sir

Fathers with zero braincells being wrapped around a daughter’s little finger makes me so weak, and I am just here with Daddy Issues like ajdhakdhsj BLEASE ADOPT ME MISTER BIRD MAN

Crewel

Ew.

Forgive me, I haven’t seen much content with him in it/that could be considered wholesome, bUT JADHWKDJSJ

UncoMFORTABLE

Please keep the kink talk out of the classroom, S I R

Call me puppy one more time, see what happens, I’m not scared to fight a teacher akdhakdhsj

Trein

The Dad Figure that tries to be the stern part to Crowley’s blumbering kahdkqrhsjdj

Don’t feel as much attachment to him emotionally, but I like him~

Just let me pet your cat sometimes and give you holiday presents, and we’re cool~ ♥️

Vargas

Found the womanizer //SMACKED

And of course, I can’t forget Grim~!

He’s grown on me, and if anything happens to him I will kill everyone in the room, and then myself 😭

I will pet and snuggle and hold him all he wants and feed him all the tuna his heart desires uvu 💙

#THIS TOOK A LONG TIME FORGIVE ME JADHSKDHSKDH #MY PHONE WAS LAGGING IN TYPING AFTER A WHILE I WAS LIKE KEEP GOIN BESSY ANDHSJJD #twisted wonderland #twst dorm leaders #twst vice dorm leaders #dire crowley #leona kingscholar #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #idia shroud #vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #asks #answered #THANK YOU FOR GIVIN ME MORE OF AN EXCUSE JSADBJASDN #<3 <3

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tinyshe · 3 years

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Garden Report 21.04.29

Turned new bale of shavings into chicken coop. Contemplated pulling out the old but it just wasn’t that packed with manure with just the three hens so just added more for the deep bedding effect. They have decided that they don’t like the commercial grit I get that is dyed a blue (it actually turns Rossetti’s eggs a blue cast as her eggs are not as dark blue as Alcott’s nor Bronte’s eggs). It has been almost two months and they aren’t going back for it any more. Been supplementing with crushed oyster shell to double as grit and calcium supplement. They still have their large sandbox area under the elevated coop that we fill with sand from the seaside so they probably get some pebbles/grit in there too. I have to figure out a way to level up their font; it is draining quickly. Today I filled it early and by mid-day, they had knocked it over because it was empty. This is a large 50 bird flock font. Their trenching is causing problems.

Planted some seedlings: bean, pea, Italian red torpedo onions, Brussels sprouts. Planted out more alpine strawberries from left over division that happened earlier -- I’m losing track ... did I do that late Autumn or late Winter? No matter; its a partial done job now, just need garden space and time to sink the rest in. Still have other veg seedlings to plant out. The last tray that I seeded in the jump up pots still have not germed (sorry, I found my garden journal and then lost it again shoving things around between teaching sewing to boys and having cribbage games at home on a sporadic schedule/last minute meets). When I turned over the worm bins, I made a nice large deposit of worm compost in each of the tomato pots. I will probably set up the little toms to their new homes tomorrow if the weather holds. I don’t know how much longer they can stay in the little containers they are in. Unfortunately I dumped some and lost my dividing label so it will be a hold out and hope I get them divided into the cherry tom or the Black Russians proper. I don’t want to mix pots because I save seeds and don’t really want the cross pollination. I need to start training the black berry canes as they are growing quick and in all the wrong directions. Also, I need to direct sow my carrots soon if I want them to come along well and not take up space as I change from Spring to Autumn. I think most of my varieties I have on hand are Chantenay that take about 70-80 days to harvest but if I save the seed .... I start running into time constraints. But if they don’t bolt until the following Spring ... and to think I want to do this on a larger scale for more food sufficiency. I have visions of me weeping and crying, crawling across the barren field to kick the scarecrow off his pole and take his place. Not being disrespectful or even comparing my over-active drama spewn imagination with our Lord and Saviour on The Cross but rather a “I’m pathetic and empty, let me hang here and just be full of self pity, not good for nothing but scaring birds”. My luck would be, not even scaring birds with my blubber but entice them to sit (and poop). Yeah, too much imagination. Back to reality. Potential pity party over!

Trimmed up a friends old thyme plants to try to get them rejuvenated and brought home the clippings. A few I stuck in a pot, the others in the dehydrator. I was going to pick her dandelion flowers before her spouse sat to it with the mower but just dragging butt this week so it was a thanks, no thanks. Maybe the rains will catch him before he can hit them and I’ll get a second chance.

Have to make repairs to the lean-to door. It had been slowly falling into disrepair and I jerked it open to leave no doubt -- it has to be repaired or replaced.

Was really sad to get the shipping quote for the swing away bottles I wanted to use for juicing this year. It cost the same if not more than the product. I know glass is heavy but the added charges were to insure they arrived unbroken. WTF mate! pack them right the first time! So back to sourcing local or maybe I can tag on an order with a local mirco brewer. Back to the hunt.

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pretty-hargreeves · 5 years

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See You Soon

Ben x Reader (with a big splash of Platonic!Klaus bc we stan a good brother/friend)

Requested: Hi hi can i request a ben x reader where they meet again when the reader dies and its just like "no no no you're not supposed to be dead too" bc ouchies i need that (also wtf your writing is so good?? That five fic??yes i think so.)

Words: 5,203 (omfg i had too much to say. . .also srry this might be trash)

In which all the Hargreeves siblings and the reader are 21, Klaus is just getting the hang of his abilities, Ben has lavishly watched you grow up through his brother, and you have just been missing him with every passing day.

“Klaus, it’s like two in the morning you gotta stop showing up like this.” You muttered through tired eyes as an inebriated Klaus Hargreeves stumbled into your apartment, clutching a box of frozen waffles for some odd reason. He giggled incessantly as he slumped over onto your couch and curled up in the corner with his legs pulled into his chest.

“You are the apple of our eyes, dear Y/N, such a joy.” He slurred quite clearly. “Say, could you make these for us, dear Y/N? We’re actually very hungry and decided on waffles.”

You reluctantly gave in and took the box from Klaus’ pleading hands. “Let me guess, the 24-hour diner kicked you out when you nicely asked for waffles?”

Klaus’ eyes widened as you shot up from the couch. “Yes, exactly! Do you have any idea how rude they were? Just because I have the tiniest drop of alcohol in my system does not excuse me from my right of a decent plate of waffles!”

You chuckled as you pulled your toaster out from the cupboard below. Klaus was your best friend, and even on nights like these where you wanted to strangle him for waking you up at the ass-crack of dawn, you would do anything for him (sometimes).

“Am I right? Huh?” He exclaimed, turning to nothing next to him. Who was he speaking to? His imaginary friend? “Don’t look at me like that, you hypocrite, you LOVE IT.”

You shook off the thought and took out the just-toasted eggo waffles and set them on a plate, handing it to Klaus.

“Eat up, sir.” You said leaning up against your counter, “Oh, you know what will help your upcoming hangover? Lemon water, let me make it.” Stated you as you began shuffling around your kitchen.

“Hey, Y/N,” Klaus began with a mouth full of waffles, “You forgot to give Ben a plate.”

You froze.

What?

You turned around slowly to face Klaus who sat staring at the vacant chair next to him.

“What did you say?” You muttered softly.

Klaus had totally ignored you and spoke as if his dead brother was really there. “Just kidding, he’s not hungry, carry on with the lemon water.”

You shushed him quickly and sat in the other chair next to Klaus. “Are you sure you’re feeling okay? Did you just say Ben wanted waffles?”

Klaus chuckled and looked at you like you were being oblivious for shits and giggles. “No, Y/N, Ben doesn’t want waffles, didn’t you hear me?”

But you did hear him. You thought at this early in the morning you were bound to be delirious, so you just decided to shake it off and go make Klaus his lemon water.

The rest of the night was pretty simple. You sat and poured a glass of lemon water for both you and Klaus, and listened to him rant about the rude waitress at the dinner was and how Luther was being a “piss-head” a few hours ago.

Once you were finished cleaning up after Klaus, you handed him a pillow and a blanket to crash on the couch for the rest of the night.

As he began dozing off, you knelt down next to him and poured another glass of lemon water. He was muttering in and out of sleep, watching your figure protrude in and out of his blurry vision.

“Hey, Klaus?” You whispered, hoping he’d still be able to talk.

The fourth Hargreeves child cleared his throat with his sobriety peaking through slightly. “Yes, my dear?”

“Why were you talking about Ben. . .as if he was actually here?” You asked, hoping it wouldn’t weird him out.

He sat up slightly and said as a matter of factly, “But he is here, Y/N.” He turned to where his feet lay, “He’s right the-ON MY FEET-OH MY-BEN GET OFF.” He cried, thrashing his legs about your couch.

“Klaus, Klaus,” You said, trying to stop him, “Klaus stop it!”

He suddenly stopped moving. He sat up and faced you, cupping your cheeks with his cold and clammy palms before saying, “I can see him, sweetheart, I’m not called the Seance for nothin’.”

Your heart skipped a beat. He could see Ben. He could see his brother.

“Can--can you--talk to him?” You whispered.

Klaus only shrugged, “I mean, yeah, only when I’m--like--pretty sober-ish.”

You jumped to your feet and grabbed his shoulders, “Well, I’m gonna need you to sober up a little bit more, Klaus!”

He frowned and turned back over onto his stomach, “Tomorrow, Y/N, those waffles got me tired as hell.”

You groaned internally, “Fiiiineee.”

Before you left for your bedroom, you made sure the thermostat was at the temperature Klaus preferred when he slept and set up his shoes and coat neatly by the door. You were about to flick the lights off when you remembered that Klaus sometimes preferred to keep them on due to his recurring nightmares.

“Goodnight, Klaus.” You whispered. He only responded with a jumbled mumbled back, then he began to snore. Your work here was done.

_______________________

“Ben, this mission sounds dangerous.” You whispered, “Are you sure you really have to do it?”

You watched as Ben child fiddled with his fingers nervously. His father was making Ben and his siblings prepare for a dangerous mission tomorrow. This mission required the Umbrella Academy taking down an empire of powerful mobsters that terrorized the city. Taking down that empire would result in the rise of Sir Reginald Hargreeves’ own. You found it absurd that a father would put his children in such danger purely for his own agenda. You had begged and begged Ben not to go, but he was persistent, mainly because his father would punish him. He also couldn’t leave his siblings to do the work and end up getting hurt. He said, in his own words, “As much as I don’t want to go on this mission, my siblings and I are a team. If we’re all gonna make it out alive, we have to fight through this mission together.”

You couldn’t help but continue to question him. “But Ben, it’s just—“

“Y/N, you know I can’t just NOT do it.” He interrupted, “I-I-I can’t let down my family or be a coward. I want to be a hero too.”

“But you’re my hero, Ben!” You exclaimed, “Can't you see that?”

His dark almond eyes glimmered back at you as he stood up from your desk chair and walked across your bedroom. Without even hesitating, you met him halfway and threw your arms around him, grasping tight onto his body.

“Don’t you dare go, Ben.” You said, muffled into his shoulder. “Don’t you dare.”

“I’m going to come back, I promise.” He murmured into your hair,”I’m going to make it back and you’ll be the first person I’m going to see.”

You felt him wrap his arms around you tighter. God, his hugs were heavenly. Even when you were young, naive, and on the brink of falling in love, Ben was your savior. His hugs were warm, his smile was so beautifully bright, and he cared about you like no one else ever has. How could a person be so kind? So thoughtful or so amazing? You were baffled. Ben had you convinced that someone so selfless and compassionate existed.

But little did you know, that night was the last night you would ever see him again,

As he was climbing down from the top floor where your bedroom window was latched open, the sixth Hargreeves child looked up and gave you a thumbs up, “I’ll see you soon, okay?”

“Tomorrow, right?” You called back.

You spotted his bright smile in the night as he nodded, “Tomorrow.”

And little did you know, you wouldn’t be seeing him tomorrow. Little did you know, you’d hear a knock on your door that next day on that rainy afternoon and find a young Klaus standing out in the rain with tears blending in with the teardrops that streaked his grief-ridden face.

You couldn’t even get a word in. Before anything could come out of your mouth, Klaus suddenly broke down like you have never heard before and slumped into your arms as if all the life in him had violently been sucked out. He was wailing. It wasn’t even the wail of pain, it was the wail of heartbreak.

Everything changed that day. Your best friend had lost his brother, and you had lost your best friend.

Everything around you seemed to come to a grinding halt. Your whole world suddenly froze. Time froze, your heartbeat froze, your breathing froze. You felt as if the world around you was pushing you into a corner with a force so strong that you just had to let it happen. Oh god. Ben was gone.

Ben.

Gone.

Dead.

Ben.

“I’ll see you soon, okay?” You remember him saying.

Lies.

He lied.

“I’m going to come back.” His voice echoed once more in your head.

It was all a lie.

Ben.

Why’d you lie?

Your legs beneath you refused to hold you steady any longer. As lightning struck the sky, you pried away from Klaus and sank to your knees. Klaus dipped to your level and cupped your face. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. It just happened. I couldn’t stop them. They just killed him.” He weeped, “They just killed him, and killed him, and killed him!”

The thunder clapped over the sound of Klaus’ angry weeping and your sobbing. You clutched onto Klaus as if he would leave you too. You couldn’t bear pulling away.

It was as if the thunderstorm got wind of your pain, it grew stronger, but for some reason, it seemed weaker than your pain. The sound of your heart breaking overpowered the ringing and clapping of lightning and thunder.

_______________________

It had been a week after you had discovered that Klaus could see and talk to Ben. You were a bit worried when he hadn’t come by the past week to simply say hi, so you called the Hargreeves household to see if he had stumbled over there sometime within the past few days.

“You’ve reached the Hargreeves household,” a familiar intelligent voice on the other line spoke. You smiled softly to yourself.

“Hi, Pogo, it’s Y/N.”

Over the light static of the phone, you heard him gasp happily, the joy in his voice ringing alive, “Ms. Y/N! It’s been so long, oh I do wish you’d stop by more often. How have you been?”

“I’ve been alright, thanks Pogo. You haven’t seen Klaus by any chance have you?” You asked, tugging on the thick telephone wire.

Pogo hummed into the receiver before stating, “Ah, Master Klaus did stop by this morning. I’m afraid he stole all the tea bags to help with his sobriety.”

You nodded to yourself. What was he up to?

As soon as you said goodbye to Pogo, you quickly planned to go search for your friend in the various places he’d hide across town. As you were grabbing your coat, your door flew open revealing a much cleaner cut Klaus with a small box of tea bags in hand.

“Y/N, my dear!” He yelled, “I am SOBER!”

You quickly threw your coat over the sofa and rushed to close your front door before anyone down the hall could reprimand you for the noise. “My god, Klaus, yell any louder and I’ll get a warning from my landlord!”

He frowned at your reaction and threw himself into a chair in your kitchen, resting his chin atop the palm of his ‘Hello’ hand. “Wow, Klaus, I’m so elated to hear about your sobriety! I knew you could make it after a long and strenuous journey! Gee, I love you!” He sang quite sarcastically.

You felt yourself smile. “Come here, Klaus,” You said holding out your arms, “I’m proud of you.”

He jumped to his feet and flung himself into your arms. “Yay, thanks mom!” He sang, before pulling away, “Now, schnell! I like the way you make my tea, I brought you a whole bunch of packets to pick from.”

“Damn, Klaus, making me your maid now?”

“Always.”

You chuckled as you began shuffling around your kitchen. You set a small ceramic tea pot on the stove (given to you by Klaus) and began boiling some water.

“Hey speaking of your landlord, have you ever even seen the old man before?” Klaus wondered, sliding back into a chair.

You shrugged, focusing on the tea bags you started soaking in the water. “I’ve never seen him before..” You stated unsurely, “Actually, I think he is a she if I recall from the neighbors.”

You passed him a little mug and poured him his tea that was still piping hot. “Careful,” you mumbled.

“Mm, danke.” He smiled with satisfaction.

You sat down next to Klaus and poured yourself your own cup of tea. Before you had taken a sip, Klaus had downed his so fast and began on cup number two.

“Klaus.” You piped up quietly, “I want to talk to Ben.”

Your best friend’s eyes shot up from his mug. A confusing little glint sparkled in the iris of his eyes. You knew he was fully sober and fully prepared to talk to Ben. He didn’t have to conjure him, no, that’d take too much effort that’d end up exhausting him of his energy. No, you just wanted to say the things you wished you could have before he died. You just wanted to tell him that you wished you could have had more time with him, more time to love him.

“Well, say what you wish, Y/N,” Klaus said with a smile.

“Anything?” You muttered weakly. Your best friend nodded. “Anything.”

It had been about seven years since Ben died, and you missed every bit of him. Sure, you were both young, but he was special to you, and you were special to him as well. He was your best friend. You both were on the brink of young love

“Can you tell him I miss him?” You whispered, moving to sit next to Klaus.

Klaus nodded without hesitation and turned to his right, as if Ben was sitting there. He opened his hands and gestured as if saying, “Well?” To whoever (Ben) was sitting there.

“Hear that, old sport?” He said with a slight chuckle.

Klaus turned back to you with a smile and a slight shine in his eye. “He says misses you more.”

You couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

“Ask him—“ you took a deep breath, you stuttered, “How are you?”

Klaus laughed and turned back to you, “Besides being dead..pretty good.”

You’re laugh sang beautifully through Ben’s ears. It was so great to hear it again, to hear a laugh that he caused. Wow, he missed it.

You had spent almost the entire night just conversing between Klaus and Ben. It was like the brothers were having their own conversation again, and you were a part of it. You were actually talking to Ben...well artificially. Nevertheless, you couldn’t believe it. You wished you could see him, though. There was nothing more in the world you wanted to do than to see Ben and his smooth eyes and bright smile again. That thought alone brought you this strange sense of peace, as if you had been missing it ever since he died. Finally. Peace.

_______________________

Weeks after that encounter you asked Klaus every now and then if he could send messages to Ben or at least turn around and tell him something.

Klaus knee how you felt about his brother and to be frank, he wasn’t bothered by it. He knew that you and Ben had been much closer before he died. As much as Klaus hated to admit it, Ben’s death was the catalyst to your friendship. When Klaus would experience light stints of sobriety, Ben would scold Klaus for being so reckless with himself.

“She needs you, Klaus.” Ben’s voice would echo throughout his brain. “Promise me you’ll do your best to just...watch over her?”

Klaus knew he owed it to his little brother. You meant the most to both of them. As long as he always stayed by your side, he knew things would be okay because Ben was there too.

Today, Klaus was supposed to pick you up for breakfast because he was craving waffles again. Not eggo this time, however. But he was ten minutes late, which was expected.

Suddenly, you heard a loud pounding on the door that made you jump. That wasn’t the knock of Klaus Hargreeves, but of an absolute stranger.

You carefully made your way to the door and looked through the peephole. A short lady stood just outside, donning a well-pressed suit and a crisp haircut.

“Y/N L/N?” She attested, “It’s your landlady.”

To your relief you relaxed a little and cracked open the door a tiny bit. “I’m sorry are you here about the noise a few nights ago, I promise it wasn’t—“

She shook her head, “Oh honey, no I’m just here to discuss your contract with us. Mind if I pop in for a moment?”

Oh. Um. Alright.

She pushed the door open before you could and slowly swaggered her way in. She took a quick glance around the living room and the kitchen before turning back to you. “Cute setup.”

You chuckled nervously. “Oh, thanks. What’d you say your name was again?”

Her head whipped around, eyes locking with yours, and her bob swaying to the motion. “Cha-Cha. It’s Cha-Cha.” You nodded with a quiet ‘oh’ falling from your lips. Her sharp manicured nails grazed her throat.

“Do you mind if I ask for a glass of water? I’m quite parched actually, then we could get down to business.”

Taken aback, you nodded quite unsurely. “Oh, of course, how rude of me. Is it alright with you if the water has lemon in it? I always have a jug filled for a friend.”

Cha-Cha shook her head as she took a seat at your kitchen table, where Ben had sat that night. “Lemon water is even better,” She grinned with a tight smile.

You took out two cups for her and yourself, and slowly poured the water in. You had expected to meet and converse with your landlady in a much different setting. It was strange to see her, a woman you had just met, sitting in your house as if it was some normal occurrence. But then you thought to yourself, “If I want to keep living here, I have to at least be respectful to her.”

When you put the jug back into your refrigerator, Cha-Cha motioned for you to sit, so you obeyed. She held up her glass of lemon water and smiled that tight smile she had given you earlier. “Thanks, darling.”

You awkwardly returned her smile and put the cup to your lips, feeling the tartness spill over your tastebuds. You downed the whole thing in one go out of nervousness and exhaled.

Cha-Cha just stared at you, a contemplative expression painting her face as she just studied you.

Your insides suddenly felt strange. It was like your entire body was shutting off part by part. Suddenly, you couldn’t breathe. It was as if your throat had sealed itself shut. You coughed, you gasped for air, but nothing helped.

“Wh-wh-wh-a-a-t.” You sputtered helplessly.

You thought you might burst. Your brain suddenly switched itself into emergency alert. Pushing yourself out of your chair, you staggered over to the kitchen sink, almost dry-heaving. Tears pricked your eyes. Oh god, what was happening to you? You felt so strange. So helpless. So. . .weak.

“It worked like a motherfucker.” You heard Cha-Cha say behind you. Your brain forced your head to turn around to spy Cha-Cha on the phone completely ignoring your ineptness. “Hazel, it’s done, she’s dyin’.”

“Yeah, I’m looking at her right now! Poor girl can’t breathe!”

“Honestly, I feel bad for having to kill her, she was sweet. But, if you let me be honest again, I’d say this is the best way to go. I’d rather not see a sweet girl with a bullet in her brain. Handler said her death was important to the timeline, but like, I don’t see it?” She spoke aloud as she looked around your apartment. “She’s so. . .normal.”

Excuse me?

Your body gave out from underneath you and you fell to the cold and tiled floor. Everything in you was contracting, like a strong bond paper getting crumpled up by strong hands.

No.

Your landlady, or whoever the hell she was, deceived the fuck out of you. You saw her tall heels click toward your near-lifeless body and moved the hair from your twitching face.

“There, there, sweetheart, just a few more seconds and it’ll feel like you’re going asleep.”

One-Mississippi. Your eyelids slid shut.

Two-Mississippi. Your nerves shut down.

Three-Mississippi. Your heart slowly stopped pumping.

Four-Mississippi. Your body rested itself on the cold linoleum floor.

Five-Mississippi. Cha-Cha spoke into the phone before hanging up.

“Let the Handler know it’s done.”

_______________________

A bright white light was what you woke up too. Your body felt light, almost like you were floating. You opened your eyes to find nothing but whiteness that surrounded you. Your whole body was still intact, that was made certain, but you weren’t all there. Was this heaven? Limbo? Purgatory?

You didn’t know what you were facing, all you knew was that you were laying down. So you sat up, and felt the entire ground beneath you suddenly collapse as if some sink hole sucked itself into the earth.

You were falling, until you twisted your self around you found solid ground again. Your entire body felt numb, you looked down to suddenly find yourself in your day clothes rather than a bleak flash of light. You were in your apartment again, but this time, you felt different. You felt numb. You felt cold. Your heartbeat was still. You were dead.

You were dead.

Oh my god, you were dead.

Poisoned.

Murdered.

“Oh my god, Y/N!” You heard someone scream from the other room. There was a clatter, the sound of stumbling, and a sob you will eternally recognized. “Oh my go—sweetheart—please wake up—look at me!”

Klaus.

You wanted to run, but god, in the state of limbo your body somehow moved slower than ever.

“Klaus!” You cried out.

If your heart was still beating, it’d probably stop. The sight before you was too heartbreaking to bear. There laid your dead body and your glass of lemon water fallen at your side. Klaus was kneeling next to you and had scooped you up into his arms, clutching you like a ragdoll. That familiar wail rang incessantly in your ears, it was a sound that will forever haunt you--even in death.

Your mind flashed back and forth between the time Ben had died. That unfateful day when Klaus threw himself into your arms, wailing like a boy who had just experienced heartbreak. It was that all over again, except, you weren’t there to hold him. Instead, he was the one holding you.

“Y/N, please, wake up!” He cried, “Oh god, don’t leave me too, please don’t leave me, Y/N, please, please, please!” His entire being shook against your lifeless body, the commotion was unbearable.

You felt your fragile body crumble on the inside. You backed away from Klaus.

“I promised him, Y/N, I promised him I’d always be there for you!”

He couldn’t see you.

Suddenly, as if he had been standing there the entire time, Ben stood over Klaus, donning a black hoodie and leather jacket.

“Ben?” You whispered.

The look on that boy’s face when he saw you on the ground in Klaus’ arms would tell you that he had experienced a heartbreak just as painful as Klaus had. He tried to speak, but nothing came out.

“Oh god, oh no.” He muttered between inescapable breaths.

“Y/N..” He breathed, stumbling over to you. “No, no, no.”

He moved toward you, walking straight through Klaus who was still sobbing on your apartment floor, but his muscles abruptly gave out and he fell to his knees the moment you started walking toward him too.

“Oh god, Ben.” You cried, feeling the tears blur your vision.

He cupped your face and tried suppressing his sobs, to no avail. “You’re not supposed to be here, Y/N. You-you’re supposed to be a-a-alive.”

You nodded vigorously, trying to calm him down, “I know, I know. But I’m here, I’m here, Ben, it’s okay!”

“No!” He cried suddenly, “It’s NOT okay! You’re supposed to be living and breathing and having a good life! Do you not realize how amazing it was to watch you grow up through Klaus? I wanted you to grow up and live a life I never got to.”

“Ben, it’s not my fault!” You grieved, “I-I don’t know what happened. One minute I was waiting for Klaus, the next thing I knew I was gasping for my life, I-I-”

“You’re not supposed to be here.” He continued to sob, “This isn’t right. We have to fix this.”

He stood up to face Klaus, but you grabbed his hand and wow had it been years since you held his hand in yours. “Ben, you can’t do anything about it anymore,” You said gently, “I’m already dead.”

Ben couldn’t help himself from breaking, looking from the lifeless you in Klaus’ arms to the you that was a mere spirit grasping his hand.

You whispered to him once more, “I’m already dead.”

_______________________

You and Ben both watched from the side as the rest of the Hargreeves siblings charged into your apartment. Allison was who Klaus called, and the first to arrive on the scene. Second came Five. With an effort, he and Allison pried Klaus away from your body as Diego, Luther, and Vanya followed suit with paramedics.

“Grace. .” Klaus whimpered, “Get Grace.”

Allison just shook her head, even she knew that the magic touch that Grace contained couldn’t help you now. You were far from gone.

Ben held your hand throughout the entire ordeal. You both looked on silently as your body was wrapped in a dark bag, as Klaus was escorted out by his brothers, as Allison cleaned the mess that was left sitting out in your house, and as Vanya was the last one to leave, shutting your lights off.

When you heard the door click shut, you sank onto your sofa, feeling Ben’s weight shift next to you.

“I can’t believe this is happening.” You whispered out of the blue.

Ben only responded with a sympathetic look and pulled you into his side by your waist. You shut your eyes tight and leaned your head against his shoulder, you were reunited with your best friend, but at the cost of another. Life really wasn’t fair. It so wasn’t fair.

“Ben?” You murmured.

He only hummed against your head, his arms still holding you.

“How long were you able to watch me?” You wondered, “Y’know..through your brother?”

A soft smile formed across his face as he pulled away from you, “I used to be able to watch you a lot before Klaus started, yknow, losing his sobriety. Every time he’d get drunk or high, I couldn’t speak to him...literally.”

“But?” You interjected.

He smiled, “When he’d be sober, it felt like I was sober too? Does that make sense?”

You giggled. “Kind of? So basically if he was fucked up, you were fucked up too?”

He shrugged, “Basically.”

You couldn’t imagine living a life incapacitated, let alone dead. You have no idea how Ben was able to put up with all of this all these years later. After a moment of pensive contemplation, you stood up abruptly and walked away from Ben. Ears ringing, eyes suddenly watering, and hands running anxiously through your hair.

“I’m so sorry, Ben.” You muttered through hazy breaths.

You felt him place his hand at the small of your back, facing you with a look of concern, “Y/N, why on earth are you apologizing?”

“You spent all this time..all this time just stuck in limbo watching everyone around you grow up and live their lives, where you just became a sudden memory, don’t you realize how unfair—“

Ben shook his head, “Y/N, you don’t get it. Yeah, I spent all this time in limbo, yeah I watched everyone live their lives but damn they were living lives I never got the chance to. Hell, I was watching you live. It was the most beautiful thing ever.”

He took your hands away from your face and replaced them with his.

“You have no idea what it’s like to fall in love with someone all over again. Even when you’re a whole world away, it’s like I’m still seeing you in real life. You never leave, Y/N.” He stated, “People might not always see you, but you’re there, you’re always fucking there.”

He took a deep breath and cupped your face, “I was always there with you, Y/N, I never left. I never stopped loving you.”

You closed your eyes and nodded. Ben leaned forward and planted a small, warm kiss on your forehead.

“Kiss me for real.” You murmured before he pulled away.

“What?” He asked quickly, somewhat taken aback.

“Just kiss me for real.” You said with certainty, “Don’t keep me waiting any longer than I already have.”

Ben only smiled in response and didn’t wait another beat. Once again, he leaned forward, but this time, you met him halfway and stood on your tiptoes to reach his lips. He embraced you into his arms as you wrap yours around his neck.

It was the kiss that put pieces back together. It was that gentle and fulfilling kiss where you reunited yourself with your best friend and love, all in one.

Ben.

_______________________

Epilogue:

Klaus lay in his bed only staring at the ceiling. He had just gotten back from your funeral, his tie was loose and his hair was all disheveled. His bedroom door was locked, Tears for Fears was playing in the background at max volume, and a thick blunt was rolling around in between his fingers.

If he didn’t inhale the roll of marijuana and pollute his system once more, he would be hitting a sobriety streak of two days. But god, there was a dire need of release that itched through his body.

“Don’t do it, Klaus.” A mere whisper swished through his brain.

“Go away, Ben!” He strained, closing his eyes in frustration, “Let me grieve.”

“We’re not going to let you grieve alone,” A familiar voice joined.

Klaus quickly sat up, the blunt suddenly rolling away from his fingers. “He-He-hello?” He sputtered.

“Klaus.” Both voices suddenly said, but much louder this time.

“Who’s there?” He spoke, jumping to his feet.

And in the blink of an eye, both of his best friends appeared before him, side by side, hand-in-hand. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of his beautiful friends.

His eyes had finally glinted with the happiness he had lost in months. He reached his hands out, almost laughing with joy.

“Oh, my beautiful friends.”

Authors Note: WOW that was a whole-ass NOVEL, if you made it to the end, i love u and u are my favs, props to you for sticking it out lmao. ANYWAY, to the anon who requested this, I hope you liked it! This one’s for you, I had a blast writing it (although it had me stumped at some parts, but it was a fun challenge)

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Rose the Hat x Teen! Daughter Reader

A/N: @merci-bitch Hi love! This is Jen's request. I hope she/you enjoy it. I'm sorry it took so long to write but I wrote way more than I thought I was going to end up with and I preferred everyone had quality over just another fic to look at. This gets really angsty and sad at times, way more than I planned so hope that's okay.

I highly recommend reading this one in one sitting because if you read part 2 in broken pieces, it might get a little confusing with how trippy it is at one point. Ik you're probably like, trippy? Wtf? This is a hurt/comfort fic with a little angst. It'll make sense one you read it. Trust me. It goes with the backstory/plot. Anyways, I hope all is well with everyone and love you guys :) I have 2 other imagines I'm still working on that should be up soon hopefully.

Warnings: Mentions of miscarriage, child death, violence, violence against children

Pt. 1

Rose the Hat could say she was a lot of things in the 700 years she had been alive but for most of that time, a mother was not one of them.

She tried to be. She really did. The first time she felt a life blooming inside her was nearly two years before she was turned way back in the early 14th century when she was still known by her rube name Rose O'Hara.

Her life was a mystery to everyone including herself. Though her relationship with her mother was short lived, Rose could distinctly remember the woman got around.

Rose got around as well. She didn't know who the child's father was when she found out she was pregnant but nevertheless, she loved the baby. She savoured each kick to felt to her hand she felt as she slept in her cold and torrid room above the local pub. The place permeated with alcohol and foreign tobacco but Rose didn't mind. She had a feeling she wasn't exactly going to be there much longer anyway. Something good was going to come her way in the future and she hoped her baby was going to be a part of it but that wasn't meant to be.

It was a pleasant pregnancy but the labor did not go smooth. There was blood. Too much to mean any good.

She felt the loss of life before she was even told by one of the women she shared her room with that "the lord works in mysterious ways." It would of been a girl, probably special like her too but that chance she had at normality or a chance to feel not as lonely was gone. Rose wasn't the same after that. She became more bitter, more cynical until Grampa Flick found her that day fateful in the streets of some market place that had long since changed names and purpose.

Rose fit in well with The True Knot and it didn't take her long to rise through the rank. She felt a sense of normality and complete for the first time in a while. All the previous pain she felt had been buried and she felt like she could breathe again.

Then she met Crow. Someone who she loved all the more for how special he was. When he first brought up the idea of children to her she was hesitant. The whole knot had been hesitant.

It was possible Grampa Flick had told them, but not likely they'd be able to have a child. They both tried for over 100 years. The two came close on one occasion to almost having the child make it but as expected, they failed.

It was a never ending cycle of joy turned to pain every time they tried again from the first kick to the question Rose seemed to always have on what would of been.

Crow was near at his wits end from the repeated pains of mourning when in the very early 2000s, the pregnancy test Rose always seemed to have in her trailer read pink.

It was not a surprise, as they had no problem making children, it was just the delivery that was the hard part. For the time in a while, Rose felt a strand of hope. Something about this time felt right to her. This one was powerful and horribly strong though Crow refused to get his hopes up.

"If it doesn't work this time," Crow started carefully as he laid next to her in bed one night holding them close to his body. "This is our last time trying."

Rose felt a strain of bitterness inside her. "The fuck did you just say?" She reiterated. "This is the last time, Rosie." She made a face and narrowed her eyes. "Did I say this is our last time trying?"

"For fuck sakes Rosie, we can't keep doing this to ourselves. This pain of trying and trying and no matter what getting the same end result. I'm telling you, don't get too hopeful yet. You know how it ends every single time. Why do you keep-"

"The question should be why do you keep doing it? I would of been perfectly fine to not have another. You're the one who said you wanted to have-"

"And you were the one who agreed and jumped on board right away." Rose rolled her eyes and elbowed him. "Oww!"

"You're acting like a child! Like you said before, don't get your hopes up. I'm telling you. Something great is coming this time. I can feel it." Crow sighed and shook. "If you say so, Rosie.." He was still skeptical though for the remaining months, cherishing every kick and little burst of energy he felt radiating off of Rose until she proved herself right.

The labor had been slow and painful this time but unlike all the other times, she didn't feel herself trying to pry back at the energy fading from her so fastly. The energy remained strong and she could feel her power booming. She had high hopes this one was going to be the one.

The grounds around the campsite they were staying at shook as she dealt with the hard task of delivering this time around. Once it ended there was dead silence for a moment and earth went back to its natural state.

In the midst of her pain, the sound of a cry in the distance rung in her ear and tears started flowing down her cheeks. "Would it of been a daughter or a son?" She rasped, staring up at the ceiling and still out of it. Then the more she listened she realized it wasn't Crow crying this time. It sounded faint, like a baby.

She turned her gaze to the foot of her bed and bit down on her lip as she seen Crow softly weeping as he cradled a pink bundle close to his chest. "Our blessed angel..it's a girl. Ten fingers, ten toes, and a good set of lungs."

Rose let out a sob. Nearly 150 years of taking blows back to back and they finally had the living child they always wanted. She held her arms out. "Let me see her." Crow handed you over to Rose being so gentle it was as if he was afraid he would break you.

Rose moved you close to her chest, making sure you got skin to skin contact with her. "Well, hi there angel. I'm your mommy." You let out a cry and Rose began to nurse you. "Shhh..it's okay my darling. Mommy and daddy's got you."

Your fussing began to subside and you curled your little body up into Rose's chest. Crow smiled with tears in his eyes and slipped next to Rose in her bed, running his one finger up and down your back.

You were so precious to them. "What are we naming her?" Rose thought about it for a moment and kissed the top of your head. "What about, Y/n?"

"Y/n..I like it. It suits her." Rose grinned and caressed your cheeks. "Welcome to the family, my Y/n.."

It took a while for The True Knot to get used to having a child around but once they did, they enjoyed you and you loved them in return.

It didn't take long for any of them to realize you were special like them. When you were happy, radios and tvs would turn on by themselves. Playing whatever song you liked that day and when you were upset about, rare but it did happen, sometimes light bulbs would blow out if your cries worsened and as you grew older it got stronger.

By the time you were 4, you were already having premonitions of things to come in the future and The Knot used it to their advantage. It was something the whole family thought Rose would be jealous of but she loved you all the the more for it.

She made sure you never wanted for anything growing up. Want that sundress with the ombre pattern? Done. You wanted a hug? She'd give you more than you even asked for throughout the course of the day. "Mama will fix it," Was a recurring phrase she often repeated to you and you believed it. You liked being around your mom she made you feel safe. Rose was safe.

Rose didn't like sharing you with the rest of your family, including your father, for that reason. It wasn't that she was trying to hide you from them. It was just that your bond was so strong and Rose was afraid of them weakening it. It caused more arguments with Crow than you could count on your fingers and eventually Rose caved in on letting him see you but she didn't care.

While you and your dad were pretty close wherever Rose went, she always made sure you were with her. Not that you minded anyways. The two of you were inseparable, especially when you hit the beginnings of your teen years.

Your family made it a point to make sure that you never seen or interacted with any of the kids they killed but you knew what they were doing anyways. The smell of iron and bloodshed lingered on them everytime they got close to you and the stench was too strong to mean any good.

You knew they'd never hurt you though but it didn't mean you approved. The night before they captured their food you noticed how your mom would hold your hand a little longer than normal when you'd sit next to each other at the nightly campfire or how your dad would hug you tight compared to the gentle embrace he normally gave you. You were the exception and it shone through.

Pt. 2

"...Y/n..Y/n!" You jumped up and let out a cough, half sitting up in bed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." You felt part of the mattress sink down and you looked at your mom. "No, it's alright. You didn't mean too," You sniffled. "Ugh, damn flu." Your mom ran a hand threw your hair and kissed the top of your sweaty forehead. "How are you feeling?

"Miserable." You looked out the window and seen nothing but darkness. "Where are we?" You asked. "Just outside Bankerton, Iowa. You slept through the whole ride and pit stop."

"Is that what we're calling it now?" Rose frowned. "Don't be fresh." You laid your head back against and waved your hand dismissively in the air. "Where outside Bankerton though?"

"Nowhere you have to worry about. Either way you won't be seeing or hearing it." She took hold of one of your hands and kissed the tops of your knuckles.

Crow stepped out from the cockpit of Rose's RV sharpening a knife. "Rosie, you ready to go?" She nodded and caressed your cheeks. "Stay put and rest please?" You nodded and rolled onto your side. "Love you mama," You muttered into the pillow. "Love you too, sweetie." You could hear the sound of footsteps followed by the slam of her trailer door.

...

You tried to ignore the screams but they were unavoidable. Your hands gripped at the comforter as each word came rolling off whatever child it was that they captured.

"Number 19!" You could hear the smack of the glove through the thin walls. "Kid, you were good." You cringed and squeezed your eyes shut. "No! No please don't-" Tears started flowing down your cheeks. "I won't tell! I won't tell! Please!"

You buried your head underneath your pillow despite the fever baking off of you and tried to ignore the pleas for mercy and final came that scream. That god awful scream you knew too well.

"Please god, make it stop and make it quick," You whispered aloud. You could hear the husky barks of the baseball boy's screams followed by the pouring out of steam. "That poor boy." You found him in the distance and reached out with your shine.

(Can you hear me?)

Nothing. You gave it a shot again.

(Hello?)

This time you were greeted by a sharp, burning pain in your abdomen and you screeched. "Oh fuck! Fuck!" The bohemian-chic setting of Rose's setting began to fade around you and you found yourself standing in the middle of a picnic ground.

The leaves around you were turning and the weather felt beautiful but you had a feeling you weren't there for a beautiful day. You noticed Barry standing next to you and you tried to reach out to him to see if he would react but you got no response.

'What the fuck is going on?' You thought to yourself. You noticed a stuffed bunny similar to the one you had as a child sitting on a picnic table with a needle sticking out of it. "Parlor tricks! It's all a fucking parlor trick!"

(Save yourself while you still have the chance.)

BANG!

You keeled over and gasped as you felt your insides burning. In the far distance you could hear your mother's voice. 'No, get out of there! Get out of there.'

Despite the pain you glanced around and scanned the people around you. 'Dad. Where the hell is my dad?'

BANG!

You whimpered and screamed. Each shot feeling like a stab at your heart. You could feel each of them slipping from your mental grasp and you let out a sob.

(MOM! MOM!)

Nothing.

(Please hear me! Please hear me.)

Still nothing. "Make it stop! Make it stop! Please, how do I make it stop?" You begged, desperate to prevent any of this.

(Leave the looker alone.)

Eventually the vision faded from your mind and when you eventually woke up you were a hysterical mess, refusing any comfort from your aunts or uncles. At first they figured you'd eventually calm down and so they kept at making attempts at trying to hold your hands or run a hand through your hair that way they could get on the road as soon as your parents finished shovel duty but you wouldn't stop. It wasn't until you started sputtering out fragments about an ambush and a looker that they began to listen. Fear unlocked an unnoble reserve across their faces and they scrambled for help.

Rose sent Crow over to you try and knock some sense into you. "What did you see?" Your father yelled over your screams as he attempted to try and pull you into a hug, his bloodied hands and arms staining your skin. "Just get..away!" You knew your mother wasn't there but you couldn't remember if your father was.

That sinking feeling settled deep inside you and you couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. You couldn't-no you wouldn't be able to handle losing either or both of your parents.

"If you think I'm just going to let you be alone while you're like this, you're out of your damn mind." You attempted to push him away but he was strong. You wanted your mom. You couldn't look at him.

"Just relax. I'm right here, baby. Daddy's right here." You let out a wail and buried your head in chest, knowing you weren't going to be getting out of this.

"I-i can't-I want mom!" He shushed you and gently rubbed shapes on your back. "I know..I know but I'm not going anywhere. It's okay." You cried into him, gripping tightly to the back of his shirt.

...

When you woke up in bed the next morning, the space that Crow occupied was empty but you weren't alone. Your mother stood in your kitchenette, rummaging through your cabinets.

You sat up and groggily rubbed your eyes. You noticed your arms weren't stained from the blood of whatever child it was that they took and you wondered how long she had been in your trailer before you woke up. "What are you looking for?"

"Your tea. Did I not teach you anything about self comfort when you were little?" Her tone was teasing and you found yourself hinting at a smile. "Other cabinet, bottom left hand side."

Rose shut the cupboard she had opened and grinned at the sight of neatly stacked tea boxes. "Ah! So nice to see someone else around here with such refinement. Chamomile or peppermint?"

"Peppermint, please." You watched as she poured the clearly hot water into a tea cup. "How long have you been here?"

"Long enough to make sure you were properly taken care of. Does it matter though, my sweet?" You decided it didn't and you shook your head.

Rose walked over with your cup of tea and sat down across from you, carefully handing over the scalding beverage. You set it down on your window sill and your eyes interlocked with your mother's. Despite taking steam last night, she looked barely any younger to you.

She held her mug up to lips and took a sip as if it was a drink she desperately longed for. "Care to tell me what happened night?" The question was met with silence and Rose smiled. "Okay, let me rephrase that. What did you see last night?"

"I'm not talking about this with you." Your mom laughed. "Oh, sweetie. You know well enough that unlike your father, I don't give choices on matters like this."

You glanced around your trailer. "Where is he anyways?" You asked softly. "Out getting Grampa whatever fruit he asked for this morning. Why?"

"Good. Because if we're talking about this, I don't want him to be around because I can't even look him in the eye as it is right now." Rose raised a brow and stood up off the mattress to lock the door. "That bad?"

"Yeah.." As you explained the whole thing to Rose, she held your hand gently in her own. Occasionally planting gentle kisses on your knuckles as you got emotional at times.

"Was he there? Your father?" She squeezed your hand tightly. "I don't know. I don't remember seeing him but I remember feeling him somewhere and he was in pain. You were in pain too but you were back at home."

"And where were you?" You paused for a moment. "With the rest of the family. Dad wanted me to go with him but you didn't..I ended up going anyways. It felt like someone tore my heart out and ripped it into pieces right infront of me."

"Yeah, I'd imagine." Her response was short and snippy almost as if she was being defensive. "The thought of losing either of you, let alone the rest of our family-" A lump grew in your throat and you couldn't say anymore.

Rose sighed and ran a hand through your hair. You tried looking inside her mind but it was completely blank. "...a long time ago, the person who turned me taught me something smart. The past, that's completely set in stone but the future: that's in pencil."

"Mom, I'm telling you. There's no changing this. If you go after this looker, Uncle Doug, Aunt Sarey, all of them. They're going to die." You insisted.

"You also had a vision of us murdering Ariel from The Little Mermaid when you were six." You could tell your mom was trying to comfort you but you wanted none of it. You had to stop her. "And not even a week later, the little girl you took was wearing an Ariel bracelet. Mama, I've never been wrong on this stuff."

"I know-"

"Bad things are going to happen if-"

"I know! I know but she still has time to ripen. Things might change by then. You might be turned by then." 'I won't let that happen though,' You thought to yourself. You might not have control over this situation but you had control over that. You'd let them all murder you before them turn you.

"You're not that far away from 18. I've got to take care of the family, Y/n. I need to take care of you. I lost your other siblings and I am not losing you. Your father and I wouldn't be able to handle it. Hell, I'd be lying if I said your father wasn't hurt last night when you tried to turn him away."

Confusion mixed with pain as you felt your heart shatter into pieces. Your mother had told you that you were a miracle but never did you think of why you were a miracle to them. "Mama-"

"I will say no more." You couldn't tell if she was trying to protect you or her from more heart break. You figured the chances were it was probably for the both of you. "Besides, when have I ever let you or any of the family down?" You didn't even have to think about the answer to the question. "Never."

"And why is that?" She hummed. "Because mama fixes everything." Your voices blended together and Rose smiled. "See? I've always kept everything under control." You felt a little bit better but still couldn't shake that dark feeling away.

Rose pressed a kiss against your forehead. "Try not to worry about it too much, darling." You nodded and took a sip of your cooled tea.

You could hear the sound of crunching leaves in distance and identified it silently as the sound of the Jeep. "I should apologize."

"To who?"

"Dad. I didn't mean to push him away. I just-" Rose shushed you. "I know." She stood up from your bed and held a hand out towards you. "Come on. I'll take you to see him. That way it's a little less awkward."

"Thanks," You hummed softly and let Rose guide you towards the front door. "Mama?" She turned to look at you as she placed her hand on the doorknob. "Yes, my sweet?"

"I love you.." You didn't have to look at your mom to know she was smiling. "I love you too, angel.."

Pt. 3

Not long after that you did forget about the whole thing for a while but the premonition never slipped from your mind. You were always on alert subconsciously and silently praying whoever this looker was, that their shine would just fade and they wouldn't matter anymore but even though no one was talking about, you could also tell your family was suffering.

While some part of you felt that maybe, just maybe, they deserved it for all the pain they had caused to all those kids and their parents, they were still your family and it didn't mean you loved them any less. You just didn't like what they did.

On that cool, October night you sat next to Snakebite Andi in a lounge with your hands interlaced as you both read a copy of 'The Dark Tower' infront of her RV. It was a reclusive spot away from the rest of the family and it was one of your favorite places to be besides Rose's trailer. Like Rose, Andi was a safe person to you and it helped that you both were close in age. You both understood each other and she enjoyed your company and you enjoyed her's.

"You know," Andi started as finished the fifth chapter. "If your dad had more personality, I could say he almost reminds me of Randall Flagg." You let out a chuckle and flipped the page with your unoccupied hand. "Doesn't help that he wears the cowboy boots and jeans too," You smiled. "He's really not a dry person. It's just that he's very straight forward with somethings."

"That's a word for it." You lowered the book and scowled slightly. "Sorry. It's not personal. It's just-" You gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and gave a sympathetic smile. "I know." She lowered her book as well and you both stared up at the dark night sky. "Your mom tell you what happened to me?"

"Bits and pieces." You paused for a moment. "It's not your fault, you know? If I was in your position, I would of done the same thing." Andi sighed and rubbed her face. "Yeah, I know. It's just hard, you know."

"I'd imagine." Andi cracked a hint of a smile. "Have you seen Rose today?" You shook your head. "No, actually. She told me this morning she had to go grocery shopping but I haven't seen her since. She should be back by now." You sat up. "That's weird..anyways, I had something to ask her."

"You want me to see if she's back?" Andi nodded. "If you don't mind." You waved to her. "Not at all. I'll be back." She returned the gesture and brought the book back up to her face. "I'll see you."

You walked slightly up hill to your mother's RV and carefully knocked on the door. You knew she had to be back. You seen the Jeep parked up hill. "Mama?" Your father opened the door. Normally he was all smiles and amicable but not now. He looked frustrated. "Sweetie, now is not a good time."

"Why? What's wrong?" You asked quietly. "Your mother is a little besides-"

"Crow, who's at the door and don't even think about lying to me!" He breathed inwardly and looked at Rose. "Y/n, dear."

"Let her in. I'd love to get her opinion on the subject." He grimaced and opened the door a little more that way you could step inside. "Sure." Your eyes interlocked with his as you took your shoes off at the door. "Hi mama."

"Hi baby." Rose turned her gaze to Crow. "You can leave now." You could feel him biting back a snide remark and you had to try your hardest not laugh. "Night, Rosie."

"Night." Crow shut the door behind him and your mom paced back and forth for a minute. "You okay?" You asked. "Remember back in Iowa, when you had the flu?"

"Yeah." You felt the pit in your stomach growing. "The looker I told you I seen, she found me again." You furrowed your brows.

"Why?" You asked. "I don't know and I don't care but I want her and your father is arguing with me about having her and I want her." Her eyes looked insane and you had to swalow your fear. The memory of that awful vison you had coming back over.

"S-she's that big of a steamhead?" Rose scoffed and smirked impishly. "Oh honey, she's huge. She's the epitome of the Great White Whale." You shifted uncomfortably and hoped she didn't notice it. "I fail to see why your father can't recognize that."

"I mean, even if none of us agree you're going to do what you want anyways." The words were innocent on the surface but the tonality of your words was snippy and fresh.

Your eyes mixed with her's and before you had the chance to block her from your mind, Rose already seen what laid underneath the surface. "You little bitch. You agree with him."

"I-it's not that it's just- Mom, I've never been wrong." Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. "Are we seriously going back to this again?"

"Mom, what do you want me to do?! Let you go into this thing blind and let you get everyone killed because of one girl?" You screamed.

"Don't you dare back talk to me. Again, you could be wrong. You're just a fucking child and I won't let you control me." There were two ways you could respond to her words. Either use the option that would let her be just a little pissed and life would get back to normal, or B, to push.

"I'm almost eighteen years old! You're not going to have control over me much longer. It's overbearing and if the other's had any balls, they would tell you they feel the same way, including dad."

"If I were you, I'd watch your words dear. They might come back to bite you. Tell me dearest, how am I overbearing?" Despite Rose's anger she was smiling at you.

"You kept me from my own father for over 3 years." You noticed Rose's hands balling up into fist. "I have my reasons for what I do and the sooner you come to understand that, the better. Do you know how long it's been since our family has been able to birth children into it?"

She walked towards you and caressed your cheek. You could feel her anger radiating off of her so much you almost wanted to cry at the near sight of her. "You're special honey. Maybe even more special than I am but that will remain in between the two of us. That's why when we get the lookers steam, I want to turn you."

"I don't want to be-"

"And was I asking for your opinion? No. I didn't ask for yours and I certainly did ask for your fucking father's either." She picked up a vase and threw it unceremoniously against the wall. The shards glistening all over the wooden floor of her trailer and you found yourself relating to it's broken state.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why are you doing and acting like this? I know you're stressed out but I don't want to-"

"Because I can't lose you, god damn it!!" You were no stranger to your mom's yelling but her words made you feel sick to your stomach. "What?" You asked. "For gods sakes, Y/n. You're a smart girl. Use your brain." Her voice was venomous and bitter. "Everything I do is for you and this family! Not for me! For everyone else's benefit. I want you to have everything I do and be able to live just as long, if not longer than I do and yet here you are acting like a selfish little bitch! You don't want to be fucking turned! Forget going down in the blaze of fire, think of what you would do your family!"

"Mom, I'm not trying to be selfish. I'm worried about you. I don't want you to-"

"Don't talk back to me! I don't want to hear any of your bullshit excuses! You don't know how lucky you are, Y/n! You wouldn't believe how many miscarriages and stillbirths I had until you came around."

"I know, mama. I appreciate you and lo-"

"Then stop worrying about me so much and let me do what I have to do to get us what we need." Tears welled up in your eyes and you nodded. "Y-yes mama."

Rose shook her head and ran her fingers through your hair. "What a waste of life you are." Her words felt like a knife and you finally hit your breaking point mentally and physically. Tears started streaming down your face and it wasn't until Rose seen you crying, she realized what she had.

"Y/n..Y/n, baby! I-" You shook your head. "No, you did. You meant every word of what you just said to me," You snapped. "Y/n, I just got so angry. I really didn't mean it." You refused to meet her eyes and Rose attempted to pull you into a hug. "Sweetie-"

"Just me alone. I don't want to talk to you right now!" You ran out of her trailer. "Y/n!" Rose attempted to grab your wrist. "Don't you run from me Y/n."

"Just get away!" You shoved her the opposite direction and panic began to bubble up inside her as she watched you run into the woods. "Y/n! Y/n!"

Andi tried running after you. She grabbed your wrist and you pushed her away. "Don't you fucking touch me! Any of you!"

Crow stepped out of his trailer, hearing the commotion. "What the hell just happened?" He shouted over to Rose.

She seen red and started throwing her antique candle holders all over the place. "Fucking bullshit! I refuse to deal with this.." She kept going on and Crow tried to grab her hands. "Rosie-"

"Just step away from, Crow! You're turning her against me. This is all your fault!" She shouted then started crying. "My fault? How the hell is it-" His infrequent temper started to shine through and he had to take a deep breath to calm himself down. "Can you tell me what happened?"

Rose explained the whole thing from start to finish, every other word coming out of her mouth being foreign Irish curses.

"Rosie, what did you think was going to happen? For me to say your remark to her was hurtful is an understatement. I get it. You're still in pain but that's been over. What the hell were you thinking?!" Crow spat, unusually harsh in his tone. "I-i don't know. Look- I didn't think she was going to run."

"Yeah well, she did and I can't exactly say that I blame her." Rose paused at his snarkiness. "What do I do now?" Crow covered his face with his hands. "Apologizing would probably be the right thing, Rosie."

"I can't go up there and talk to her."

"Why not?"

"Because, she's not going to want to see me. Not after what I said. Why can't you go talk to her?" Rose could hear the whining tone in her voice and she hated it. "Because I'm not the one who made her upset. Look, just be gentle. Let her get what's in her system out. It'll be fine."

"Okay." Rose let out a shakey breath and began her walk up hill. She didn't even know how she was even going to begin what she had to say. She heard sniffling in the distance and breathed inwardly. "Y/n?"

"I told you I don't want to talk to you. Go away!" Rose had to resist the urge to roll her eyes. "Y/n..Y/n, I'm sorry." She called out. "No you're not. You wouldn't of said what you did then."

"Well even if you don't want to talk, can you at least just show me where you are." Rose heard the crunching of leaves and you stepped out from behind one of the large trees. Minimal lightning shined on your face but she could see your mascara was running.

Rose pulled one of her cloth bracelets, a souvenir from one of her victims, of her wrist to clean your face up. "Sit down, please." Rose was surprised you obeyed and she knelt down across you. Tenderly wiping your makeup off your face. "Never can quite understand why you and Andi feel the need to wear this stuff. You both are young girls."

"Yeah." You let out a chuckle and your eyes locked for a minute. In that moment you both looked at each other something inside you clicked and you felt a pang of sadness.

"Y/n, are you okay?"

"I-i" You bit down on your lip,silently hating yourself for the words that were going to come next. "I'm sorry!" You let out a sob and held onto your mom tightly. "No, no. You have nothing to be sorry about. I just felt so angry and the words just spilled and I'm sorry. You're my world, my everything, and I'd never mean to hurt you the way I did." You sniffled and nodded your head feverishly. "I'm just so scared," You whispered so softly you didn't even know if she heard you at first.

"I know but I'm going to fix it because I always fix what's wrong, right?" Rose forced you to meet her eyes and you sniffled. "Mama always fixes everything."

"Yes, but-"

"But what?" She wiped a tear away from your eye. "You can't fix everything, mama." Rose sighed and you nuzzled close to her. "I'm going to try to though. I want a good life for you. That's all I ever wanted for you and our family. Just think of what this looker could bring!"

"But mama, people are going to get hurt. Good people! You, daddy-"

"Your father and I are strong."

"But you're not invincible."

When you looked into your mother's eyes they were full of mania and panic and it scared you. "Please, just this once, listen to me," You begged.

The look on Rose's face was unreadable and she pressed a kiss against your forehead. "I make no promises but for at least tonight, this will be the end of the discussion." You sighed some relieved and Rose smiled, placing her one sleeve under the bags of your eyes and wiped them. "God, your eyeliner is so smudged too."

You chuckled and rubbed your eyes. "That makes two of us then because so is yours." Rose actually chuckled and held her hands out to hold yours. For a moment you felt as if you actually understood her. "You're coming back to camp with me?"

You thought about the words of the baseball boy and you looked down at The True's campfire you seen in the distance and everything came together. You were like the fire burning below. Fast and passionate yet delicate and easy to put out. Destiny was destiny and if you were to go in the blaze of fire then so be it. You knew where you belonged and no matter what, that was with your family. "Yeah..I'll come."

"Good." Rose's smile on her face was bold and you couldn't help but felt a tinge of irony panging through you. Their only living child who came so close to life yet would lose it so within arms reach. While you fulfilled your destiny, they would live theirs. All those children they took from families who loved their child so similar to the way did, they would also lose their child and now that they knew what was supposed to go down like the other families, they also would have to live with it.

A cynical smile graced your beautiful face and you smiled. "Mama?"

"Yes, my sweet?" You pressed a kiss against her cheek. "I love you." Rose smiled and swung her hand back and forth as you walked back home together. "I love you too my blessed angel. I love you too.."

#the shining #doctor sleep #rose the hat #fanfiction #stephen king #imagine #dr sleep #crow daddy #the true knot #true knot #x reader #x daughter!reader

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tellywoodtrash · 5 years

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khkt 07 - 09.08.19 lbs

on popular demand................

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07.08.19

i hate the title track of the show with lyrics. it's the singer's neha kakkar-esque voice i think. i only like the piano theme.

sona is too pure. no one in this show deserves her, honestly.

but whew, the way he's looking at her.

ravi bhaiyya is this show's khanna. instantly on bhaabi's side.

cuteass fucks.

the only valid sippys. protecc them.

lmao sona's house is soooooooooooooo extra.

"baarish baahar ho rahi hai, mor ghar mein naach rahein hain!"

lmaoooooooooooooooo. sach mein, yeh ghar hai, ya goliyon ki raasleela - ram leela ki set?????

hahahaha omg the lil headshake. i can't.

hohohohoho, symbolic removal of ghadi.

unfffffffffffff.

aaaaaaaah that little reassuring blink he gives her!!!!!!!!!

so soft.

ouff, he's soooooo moofat, no cushioning words, no sugarcoating.

thank god he had the grace to apologize seeing her face change.

"dost toh aaj bhi nahi hai." oh. my heart. this is whyyyyy i want their relationship to have a solid foundation of friendship firsttttttttttt.

sniff. sob. my heart.

WHAT DID KARAN DOOOOOOOOO? DID HE TAKE HER CAR AND CHADAOFY IT OVER WHOEVER? DID HE MAKE HER DO IT SOMEHOW? WHAT HAPPENEDDDDDDDDDD??!?!? TELL US ALREADYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!???

"karan tumhare life mein abhi toh hai nahi; toh itna kyun affect karta hai tumhe?" says the guy who hasn't stopped dialing his ex's number for the last 4 years, and had a full-on weeping breakdown about her like, 3 hours ago.

aaaaaaaand he's sliding into the next one.

oh boo. oh baby. oh child.

raimaaaaaaaaa. iss show ki madaraati hui zinda (??) bhoot, jiske saamne aane tak koi sukoon nahi.

ugh my heartttttttttttttt. he's so saddddddd. someone hugggg himmmm.

“kabhi wapas aane waali nahi” coz .......... she's dead? in a vegetative state? or just coz she got PR in amreeeka/canayda/austwayyylia and is never coming back to the motherland again coz "eeeeee, yeh kahan aaye hummmmm, how tackyyyyyyyyy"????

aise kaunse heere-jawharaat jade hue the raima mein, hein? ke iske baad hooooooo hi nahi sakta?

sighhhhhhh.

lmao mummy ko bas bahaana chahiye to push her ship together.

hahahahahahahahahahahha she’s worried kpk (sounds more like the plot of diya aur baati hum + roja?) waala scene na ho jaaye rohit ke saath.

vimmi is as usual, my absolute favt. person on this show.

this team-up is the most iconic and amazing ever. i love them both soooooooooo much.

"samajhdaar toh main zyaada hoon nahi." self aware. good.

sfdslksfjdslkfjlsdlfjdslffdj fanfic tropeeeeeee.

hahahahahaha his petty ass. rohit, you very well know you didn't deserve her graciousness then.

spoiltasssssssss malabar hill bratttttt.

bowwwww chicka bow wowwwwwwwww

the way he’s still looking at her even after she’s broken the moment!!!!!!!

tacky ke bacche, teri toh main.....

lol i can't get over it that she has her show's theme as her ringtone.

mummy is calling to ensure her child doesn't ruin the fanfic she's already 3 chapters deep into, in her head...

lololololol malabar hill mein bhi light gayi.

asdlkjdlaskjdlasjk too cuteeeeeeee.

ugh this twit. isko dekhte hi mera saara mood kharaab ho jaata hai.

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08.08.19

lmao wtf rohittttttttt, why are you such an extraaaaaaaaaa freak????

asalkdjsalkdjalkdjals itni jaldi baandh bhi diyaaaaa.

pffffffffffffffffffft.

like, there *is* a grownass dude living in this house, why not give his clothes?????

aslkfjsdlkfjldskfjlsdkjf the jhadoo. lmaoooooo, i can’t with this idiot anymore.

LOL THIS GRUMPYASS FUCK.

pls sona, i'm sure SOMETHING of pulkit's could have fit him!!!!

lmao @ pari bitching about her unicorn slippers, and rohit explaining his weird immune system issues to her.

[doorbell rings]

"main toilet mein nahi chupunga, main keh raha hoon!!!!!!!" hahahahahahahaha

aslkjdsalkdjlaskjdlaskjdlaskj

suman should play desi narcissa malfoy. permanent expression of dung under her nose.

and this dheent fucker tohhhh....

oufffffff no fighting early morning, pls!

i don't get this dad's character.... like he's all happy jolly nice and sweet with everyone, except rohit. it’s plausible of course, but like the polarity is just a little too much.

just seeing this woman's face makes me wanna..........

haaaye their silent communication.

if you come for the Sass King™, you best not miss.

oh ho apology.

when you gonna apologize to sona for shaking her like a ragdoll tho????

suman i need you to pls die at pehli fursat, you're really really really annoying.

sippy breakfast excitement. honestly, waaaay too much enthu in the morning.

lol gaye vimmi ke chances of seeing mahaepisode on large screen.

pari is being a little snitch bitch. ugh i really cannot with these two Asshole Rastogis.

lmao idhar toh ghanghorrrrrrrrrr blackmailing.

ouff ok i do not care about this painting nonsense. fwding.

i do not care about this dude and his wife either. i don't even know the wife's name, that's how less i care.

OMG ANIKA AUR REDUX GAURI KA KURTA GHOOM PHIR KE IDHAR SONAKSHI KE PAAS AA GAYA.

jesus h christ, is shirali styling this show?!?!?!?!?!??!? OH GOD WHY DIDN'T ANYONE WARNNNNN ME????? HOW COULD YOU PPL LET ME FIND OUT LIKE THIS??????

oh shit, now that i think of it, Irrelevant Sippy Brother™’s wardrobe is almost the same as shivaay’s..... all those atrangi suits. shit, i should have known!

oh shiiiiiiiiit girl, you in LOVE love.

ugh don't care about pari and ISB. they give me michmichi.

aye chup bait bey, literally no one is interested in your dumb character or what you have to say. ever.

lol sumit ko KPK mein netflix style prestige tv material chahiye.

dr. sippy has wormed his way into sona's head, and she's questioning the drama of it all.

oh shit that shady neta is calling.

ugh it's an infestation of vile men around this poor girl. i feel like arming her with a can of bug spray to blast them all in their rotten faces.

your wish is granted, sona!

MAKE SOME NOISE FOR THE SIPPY BOYS!

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09.08.19

lmao the voiceover during the vamp's scene. i'm really loving the behind the scenes look at how these shows are made.

hahaha chachu got distracted by the cooking scene. saare ke saare sippys ek hi khet ki mooli.

rohit is like chachu pls, it's not worth it, these ppl realllllly DO NOT care about accuracy, but akash just can't take it.

"is baar MUJHE koi problem nahi hai." snort. medical scene hota toh abhi idhar bakheda khada kiya hota.

rohit, pls know this is the exact emotion others experience when YOU start going on about medicine.

lmao nethra is 1000% done with the sippys.

ajit helpfully listing everyone's professions, in case KPK needs any consultants.

ohhhhhhhhhhh mama, i cannot wait till the sippys get to sumit.

also look at the telepathy going on here.

chachu still ranting about how phitkari will not make cooker explode as he's dragged away by sippy bros ("arre gal gayi aapki dal, yaar....")

the only time i'll support ISB is when he's up against this asshole.

"yeh ranveer singh kaun hai???" lol kuch zyaada nahi hua?

so far chachu has been most impressive with the intimidation.

BUT!!!!!!!!! A NEW PLAYER HAS ENTERED GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"bula; security bula. police bula. aur agar himmat hai, toh army bula."

sumit gets points for trying to be intimidating, but oh man i can feel the tension building. aaj toh phitkari se bhi vispot ho hi jaaye.

i just cannot fathom what its like to have THIS much arrogance and entitlement. must be soooooooo nice to be an upper caste cishet man with money.

....................... sumit. serial mein kaam karte ho aur yeh baaaaaaaaasic sa serial wale plot mein hi phas gaye?????????? laakh lanat.

sona has same question.

ok i have had enough of this sasta rahul roy. koi dafa karo yaar.

"khamakhaa inke mamaji ko kyun disturb karein? iske liye toh hum hi kaafi hain."

asjdlaksjdlaksjdlsk sippy strength.

nethra is THE MOST unrealistic character of this show; coz no tellywood producer would be thisssssssss obliging to these shenanigans. like, can you even imaaaaaagine?

oh pooja's here! i was wondering how come YK didn't come with sippy boys.

waise YK ki jagaah nishi ko aana chahiye tha. i would have loved to see her whoop sumit's ass from here to whatever backward bumfuck hellscape he’s from.

lol adjusted her ring for maximum impact.

TASTE THE SIPPY STRENGTH BITCHHHHHHHHHHH *dhoom theme music*

oh i'm glad this relationship has been repaired!

oh pls rohit yeh ainvayi ki naari shakti speech mat do. i hate when they make men do such performative bullshit. if they just HAD to have this, at least it would have been more believable coming from ajit or akash chachu, who haven't been shown to act like assholes to women around them.............

and this idiot girl is falling for it. oh sona, aim higher pls. the bar is literally on the ground with you.

omg this speech is not ending onlyyyyyy. samajh gaye na bhai, bandh kar. tere ko hospital nahi jaana kya aaj?

ajit is the tiniest sippy, but forever (ง'̀-'́)ง (ง'̀-'́)ง (ง'̀-'́)ง

he needs to meet gauri kumari sharma. they'd make the cutest pint-sized fighting team.

*mais voice* aye challlllllllllllll naaaaaaa.

i meannnnnn...... you coulda fired him at first offence, nethra. you're making this decision now, after his shit got to a whole other level? didn’t sonakshi deserve any of this when he misbehaved with her????? you're kinda responsible for enabling the godawful bastard till this point.

........... were the sippys in a collective coma for the last two decades? like even if they don't watch it, who doesn't know that this is how tellywood handles actor replacements????

rohit is on his high horse again. nethra is like chill tf out bro.

ughhhhhh the fondness with which he's looking at her.

"main dil ka doctor hoon, dil ka patient nahi. mere patients ko yeh sab khaana mana hai, mujhe nahi!"

*takes biggest chomp of a samosa ever*

sona’s reactions are most adorable.

ohhhhhh my heart.

ek thank you pe hi flat. ouffff, kya karoon main is ladki ka.

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ohhhhhhhhhh sheeeeeeeeeeeet, he saw the hoodie!!!

"favourite toh hai, par itni bhi nahi. tum rakh lo." ughhhhhhhhhh cute; but again, girl have SOMEEEEEEE standards. you need to have some criteria other than "Y chromosome, age 30 - 40, occasionally polite to me."

#kahaan hum kahaan tum #khkt lbs #episode liveblogs

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joshnekuu · 5 years

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I’ve still been thinking about Babylonia since finally starting it. I’d been putting it off because when the chapter game out in the game, I remember it triggered some pretty severe depression for me. Gilgamesh and Enkidu’s relationship has always been one that, for one reason or another, always really got to me emotionally?

So far I’ve been really enjoying the anime though! I have a lot of feelings about it. So I’m just gonna talk about it a bit I guess. Warning for some spoilers, for people who haven’t played/read Babylonia already!

When the first anime came out, I remember some people commenting on butt shots, and I was worried that the anime was going to lean into the fanservicey aspect of FGO, so I was incredibly relieved to see that any sort of gratuitous booty shots or lingering on the more revealing parts of the girls’ ‘armor’ wasn’t included after the first episode.

Kingu is. So good. My feral boy. I’ve always adored Kingu and the anime has really captured the aspects of his personality that I loved in the game. It’s so nice seeing life breathed into all these characters? I feel like the animation adds a certain element to everything that the game just can’t capture. That’s not to say the game can’t convey emotional moments or more serious tones, but I feel like the anime makes certain things more clear and unambiguous than the game does?

I really love how Gilgamesh has been portrayed so far. I love everything about him, I feel like it would be too much to go into every single detail I love cuz I’d be here all night, but the thing that I love the most is just that there seems to be a weight to his emotions that I don’t know if I felt when I was playing the game, outside of one part near the end. Like... the moments where he becomes quiet and serious in the cart after Mashu and Ritsuka ask him about his adventures, and he says he remembers everything, and it fucking... shows ‘Enkidu’ with a similar solemn expression, on their own, mirroring Gilgamesh’s expression and tone... Idk I just really loved how clear they make it that Gilgamesh is affected by what is going on, that even though he has returned from his journey and had his growth, he is still very much affected by what happened to Enkidu, even if he’s able to focus on other things and do his job and have a good laugh about things.

And when he came to confront ‘Enkidu’..... first off tysm anime for letting them interact so early on and having them actually fight. Gilgamesh talking so casually to Kingu, as if they’re Enkidu even though he knows it’s not them, and Kingu just instinctively responding because of Enkidu’s memories? And then catching himself and being like wait wtf? That shit hurted. And Gilgamesh’s serious, unchanging expression through the whole fight, and just standing there as the attack comes at him, not even trying to do anything......... this kills the man........ Like that one expression just conveys so much idk, maybe I’m just reading too deep into things, but I feel like the anime lets me feel the emotional weight and the tension and just Gilgamesh’s emotions in general more than I was able to in the game and it just makes me feel better about it in a way? Like... I feel like these things are being given the time and the weight that I had wanted them to that I didn’t feel in the game, and it just feels like I’m getting some sort of closure and assurance that the game didn’t quite give me.

AND THE FLASHBACK........ GIL’S EXPRESSION........ WEEPS.... just.... him looking so softly up at Enkidu ;; And the flowers from Enkidu’s CEs.... god I know it’s just a lil easter egg but it just recontextualizes them all cuz those flowers now have a deeper meaning, they’re from one of Enkidu’s precious memories, it’s something that Enkidu associates with Gil, even if subconsciously, and I’m dying.......... AND KINGU’S ‘He’s someone I’m supposed to kill. But I want to talk.’............. i’m just dead basically!

Moving on from Gilkidu feels......

I really love Mashu and Ritsuka’s dynamic in this a lot. I’ve always shipped GudaMash, but I feel like the anime has done a really good job with Ritsuka? They’ve still kept some of the silliness and excitableness the MC has in the game, but mixed in a bit more seriousness and thoughtfulness into his character, and for me it’s a pretty perfect mix so far- the silliness of the MC without some of the more rude and tasteless comments, and more emotional depth than the game really allows us since the MC is pretty limited in dialogue and characterization.

But like, I feel like the amount of shiptease with RitsuMash so far is just right? They come across as a couple of friends who clearly have some sort of crush on each other, but haven’t really had the time to think about it, so everyting is fine and cute when they’re just doing their work or talking together casually, but the moment someone else brings it up, or they have a moment alone and things begin to get a bit more emotionally intimate than they were expecting, then the blushies start to come up, and it’s just really cute. Their relationship feels very natural to me, it doesn’t feel like a distraction from anything in the story, and I’m really relieved and happy with it.

Also I love how the end of the OP has Ritsuka alone and then looking to see Mashu, and then the end has Mashu alone and then looking to see Ritsuka? Very good...

The last thing I wanna talk about is the Taiga battle? Because holy shit that was cool. I think that fight was like, an exemplary mix between comedic and serious tones, and really highlighted how good the anime is so far about balancing FGO’s comedic tone with its more serious and high stakes moments. Jaguarman is the first god the heroes have encountered who they’ve actually fought, and when it starts off they’re not expecting much from such a weird, cartoonish person- but then she quickly bests them and kicks the crap out of them with ease, never once breaking her character.

I had never really cared that much for Jaguarman in FGO, she never seemed like more than a joke character to me, but seeing her fight animated was fantastic cuz it used that contrast of dangerously strong joke character to make it clear what the gods are like- they might be jovial and goofy but they’re inhuman, and don’t care about humans like a human would, that goofy over the top person is forcing this city to sacrifice its men and them forcing those men to be put to work. The contrast between the personality and the actions shows perfectly how the antagonists in this story function: their way of thinking doesn’t match up with the humans’ way of thinking.

It’s just!! Super cool! And I feel like it was intentional? Because we literally just had the old man telling us about how the gods aren’t humans, and the protags have to keep themselves from looking at them as such because they won’t be able to approach them properly if they’re thinking of them that way- and then the battle with Jaguarman just exemplifies the difference between the human characters and the gods, in terms of power and in terms of mentality. It’s just. Chef’s kiss.

The only thing I can say that I don’t like about the anime so far is Isht*r, but that’s not completely the anime’s fault, since they’re mostly just giving voice to what was written in the game. I’ve never been a huge fan of FGO’s Isht*r, I feel like she’s a Rin who is devoid of most the traits that make Rin a compelling and compassionate character, with the traditional tsun traits amped up to 11, and sometimes I would feel like I was just being mean and exaggerating that to myself, but after seeing her onscreen for 30 seconds I was assured that no, I had not been exaggerating to myself, she really is just like that, and god I’m sorry but it was so annoying to sit through her screaming about Ritsuka touching her after she crashed onto him, or immediately going into Tsun mode when questioned in Gilgamesh’s throne room. She comes off as a whiny brat who flips out at the drop of a hat, but there’s also no clear indication of what sorts of things will make her flip out, because the way she reacts to some situations where you’d think would activate the Tsun she remains calm and collected, but others that don’t seem as serious she gets flustered and loud, and it just makes that trait seem so arbitrary, while also making it difficult to take her seriously when she is being aloof and composed? I was grateful she was only a small bit in two episodes so far, but I know she’s going to come back with a vengeance in the next episode and be sticking with us til the end, so I’m not looking forward to that :’)

But, that is my only real complaint so far! Everything else has been great and I’m enjoying the show a lot! I’m so glad I decided to get over my anxieties and watch it because it’s been such a wonderful experience so far and it’s only 5 episodes in! I can’t wait to see more of it and how it will adapt the rest of the story!

#long post #babylonia spoilers #absolute demonic front babylonia spoilers #ask to tag #just gushing about my feels for this anime...

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