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orionsangel86 · 13 days

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Are there anythings that you would have changed about The Sandman?

The show or the comic?

Plenty of things I'd change about the comic. As great as the story is, it is a product of its time and there are some underlying messages whether intentional or not that are inappropriate and fucked up and don't really belong such as:

The racism towards black women implied to be cursed to die violently when linked to Morpheus in some way following the Nada situation.

In fact the whole Nada story is pretty gross. When she thinks that by cutting her hymen she'll remove her virginity to put Dream off her, but then its stated that healing her hyman doesnt restore her lost virginity... like first of all. No. Second of all - shoving a rock up your vag does NOT remove your virginity lets not spread the message that it does.

The way Dream comes across a bit rapey in the Nada story overall and its not made clear how much influence Desire has in that.

The inherent misogyny which is typical of 80s/90s comics but in particular the violence towards women and overt sexualisation of women. Whether for shock value or not, its just not necessary.

The implied message that depressed and suicidal people should just kill themselves and everything will be better once they are gone.

The idea that a person who is depressed can be replaced by a better good version of themselves and even their family and friends will just treat that person as the new them. The implication that the depressed person isnt valued and must instead conform to the responsibilities and burdens of the system they are trapped in - rather than changing the system.

The concept that the moon is inherently transphobic and that witchcraft is transphobic just irks me as a pagan person- like yeah there are huuuuge problems in the community and the whole divine feminine and fucking womb magic bullshit is all over it but I really really hate how Sandman perpetuates that myth and indicates its the goddess that encourages that view and not asshole closed minded people. The moon isnt fucking transphobic FFS.

Everything about Gwen and Hobs relationship in Sunday Mourning. Its problematic AF and I hope I don't need to explain why.

Not a fan of the portrayal of Loki and Sigyn. Its too black and white for such a complex myth.

That fucking awful reaping joke in Collectors which I loathe with every fibre of my being.

Even with all these points I want to caveat this by saying that I love these comics. I KNOW that a lot of this is subjective and open to interpretation. These things have many shades of grey to them. I adore the comics in so many ways but that doesn't mean they dont have their issues. I know people are emotionally connected to these comics and this criticism isnt meant as an attack on them.

For the show, well tbh I think its practically perfect, but a couple of niggles:

That fucking awful reaping joke in Collectors - can't BELIEVE they kept that in. I mute my TV at that moment so I don't have to hear it every time.

Hob's slave trade ties - They needed clarity here and should have kept the regret in 1889 more obvious. I understand why they changed it but I think that topic should have been thought through better.

There were complaints I read about how black characters and black men in particular seem to disproportionately suffer violent deaths. I know this was unintentional and a simple matter of open casting for extras and minor characters which is a GOOD thing, but sometimes casting should be less blind, and more considered where minorities are concerned.

Some of the dialogue in Johanna Constantine's episode is clunky - but that only bothers me because I've watched it 284929294787 times and have it memorised.

Despair was handled poorly. It wasnt great rep for fat bodies (like me) and she comes across so weak and submissive to Desire. Which she just isn't at all in the comic. Thankfully it looks like they really did take that criticism to heart and made positive changes in Dead Boy Detectives. She was fabulous in her cameo in that.

Not enough gay sex. The 1 star homophobic reviews really overexaggerated on that and left me disappointed. There should have been at least 1 gay or lesbian sex scene in every episode. Do better season 2. Do better. (For legal reasons this one is a joke - Sandman is a goldmine of queer rep and should be on every queer fans watch list 100 times over)

There you go. No piece of media is perfect. There can always be changes and improvements, but the Sandman is a story that really does fit the description of masterpiece. I think my ideas of things that need to change are generally matters of framing. I dont think the comic story should be drastically changed in the show, I don't think it should be given a different ending. Its a tragedy after all, but tragedy can come in many forms and perhaps the story can be adjusted so the tragedy isnt so harsh. But anyway. This is all just my opinion and as with all things i'm sure there will be plenty of people who disagree with me.

#the sandman #sandman meta #sandman analysis #sandman comic spoilers #racism discussions #upsetting themes #misogyny discussions #transphobia discussions #suicide discussions #asks #dead boy detectives spoilers

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iiryebreadii · 1 year

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I wanna write my thoughts on my playthrough of totk as I go along (cause I love going back and reading them after finishing), so I'm gonna post them on this blog!! If you're sensitive to spoilers like me, make sure to blacklist "#totk liveblog" :)

It got kinda long so I'm putting it under a cut haha

that being said, my beginning thoughts to the opening of the game were basically OMG ZELDA HI ZELDA I MISSED YOU LOVE THE HAIR OMG HI like she was so cute!!! I LOVED getting to walk with her in the opening it made me like actually emotional. Cause you never get to just!! walk with her and talk in botw!! She's SUCH a nerd I loved her info dumping on the ruins. At the same time I was like "girl please stop walking into the ominous red fog I can hear the chanting in the background getting louder ZELDA PLEASE" and the bit where you have to choose to keep going? It's like the game is giving you a false out, like the following events are your fault because you chose to walk forward and investigate

And then there was the craziness of MUMMYDORF being all like "mm pathetic. weak lil baby sword can't do anything lmao rauru was soooo dumb" and he can identify Link and Zelda on sight despite them being entirely new incarnations which I find very interesting

Then SHE FALLS AND LINK JUMPS AFTER HER AND HE DOESNT SAVE HER AND SHE DISAPPEARS AND AJHDJHDJSNKJAK

Also I got really sad about the master sword?? Fi girl I'm so sorry I promise I'll find a way to fix you :'( when you pick her up on the sky island and she's got 1 damage, less than a tree branch, I was just heartbroken. Though it does make me wonder, how much power has the master sword lost over the millennia, for it to be corrupted so thoroughly by Ganondorf's magic?? Maybe we'll get a chance to get her up to full power later in the game? Maybe reforge her somehow?

On the sky island when I was running around, I was convinced I missed the shirt in the beginning. I got the leg wrap things but no weird toga to go with it?? Straight up thought I somehow missed it even though I practically combed every area I walked through lol. My friend was playing with me and he made it their mission to find the shirt HAHA

The new mechanics/powers are so much fun!! After I got ascend, I kept forgetting I had it at first when I got stuck in underground places, and would wander around looking for a ladder or a climbable wall before I would be like "oh yeah I have ascend" lol. Fuse has been really cool! I love using extra long spears, they're so convenient for tough monsters cause I'm still Very Squishy. OH speaking of, I love that the opening addresses why you're back down to three hearts and a single stamina wheel!! once again, link has Almost Perished. But at least he has a sickass prosthetic from a dead guy!

Ultrahand is SO fun, I made myself a little jet when I was exploring the underground of hyrule with some fans, a 'wing' glider thing, and a ramp made of stone walls. It didn't go too terribly far BUT it got me over the Ganon Gunk I was trying to get past, so it was a success in my book!!

Recall is my favorite. I don't use it much yet but zelda gave it to me. So it Must be my favorite. It was a gift from my beloved.

Some other notes on getting back to the surface of hyrule:

PURAH IS FINALLY AN ADULT I'm glad your anti-anti-aging rune worked out for you girl

How long has it been since botw?? Also, how long were Zelda and Link missing??? Long enough for people to have named the Upheaval, and to organize groups for research and combat around it. How long was Link out in that sky cave?? How long did it take for Rauru to heal him/give him his arm??? Not years obviously, but maybe a few days?? Weeks??

Met a rito named Penn, I already know people are gonna be weirdly thirsty about him

The little Korok buddies needing to reach their friends is just. SO cute. Two for one korok seed deal also

Addison, the guy putting up signs for Hudson's construction business, is amazing. I help him with his sign and he's like "THANK YOU TAKE MY MONEY TAKE MY FOOD TAKE MY WIFE TAKE MY CAR I CAN NEVER REPAY YOU FOR THIS". and he does that every time. incredible

I'm still exploring in hateno but. guys. Links house. Zelda LIVES there and there is STILL ONLY ONE BED. I rest my case.

Also the school??? Zelda, who dedicated her life to her duty but had a love of learning, making her duty of restoring hyrule by starting with building a school and being a teacher??? The students call her Ms. Zelda??? brb crying. sobbing my eyes out. good lord.

Also Bolson built the school, but then he left to go on a trip??? Construction grandpa i need you here!!! don't leave!!! But also maybe it's good that you left. I don't want you to be here for the Ganondorf Revival. stay safe king

My horses from my last botw save file are here!! Good to have you guys back :') they don't have their cool armor but I guess I'll just find those sets again :) perhaps new ones also?? (I'm kinda sad I don't have the original save file from my first playthrough; I've replayed a few times but my first playthrough was the one I did all the side quests on, and it had my first really good horse, which was named Mürdur. He was all black, had 5 stars in speed, and was awesome. I fought my first dark beast ganon with him. Maybe I'll look for a similar horse here in totk...)

Horseback combat is AMAZING. I had to fight a huge group of monsters to get through fort hateno and I am still Very Squishy with only 4 hearts and no extra stamina, but I hopped on one of my old botw horses and just did a bunch of ride-by whacks on the monsters and eventually got them all! thank you horseback combat for the bonus damage. god bless

Kinda sad to see all the ancient sheikah tech gone :( I wonder if they'll address where it all went? Did you guys just... re bury it?? Did everything get sucked back into the ground??? Where's the OG sheikah slate?? Obviously we can't have it because then we would have access to the botw runes, which isn't what this game is about, but still!! I like the Purah Pad but I would like to know where it went!

Cave exploration is Very Fun and Underground exploration is terrifying in the best way possible. I found a glow in the dark shirt while I was down there and it has become my default armor piece to wear.

Speaking of armor, Misko the famous treasure hunter being referred to exclusively with they/them pronouns? excellent

Also how did this ancient treasure hunter get their hands on my clothes. those are my outfits homie I had them in the last game.

I haven't gotten to the main bits of the story yet, but the game seems to be pushing me to go to the rito first, so I think that's where I'll go after I finished exploring Hateno

Apparently Impa is just. Out there somewhere? On a hot air balloon??? I saw Cado earlier and he was like "Link you're back!! Impa is floating around out there :)" GIRL WHAT. WHERE.

I need to go check on Teba. why is your son in the trailer but not you. Also Yunobo, cause I didn't see him either

#totk liveblog #totk spoilers #totk #I'm having a lot of fun with it!!

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kraviolis · 3 years

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sorting the owl house characters into hogwarts houses, because im cringe

luz - ravenclaw

she’s creative and clever and is always searching to learn new things and loves learning just for the sake of learning. shes incredibly witty and quick thinking and open-minded. she’s constantly finding clever, creative, and original ways to solve her problems. she hardly blinked when given the opportunity to learn magic, and only continued to show an intense amount of intelligence and appreciation for academics. shes very resourceful as a human learning magic, finding a entirely new form of magic when it was apparent that she couldnt do it the traditional way. she’s very aspiring, wanting to be a witch and an author since she was very young. she’s very logical about a lot of things, like how it doesnt make sense to not allow witches to study multiple tracks or that people were imprisoned just for being themselves. she’s highly encouraging of individuality which is a lesser known trait of ravenclaw but very important. she can be a perfectionist at times and tended to avoid social interaction so she could persue her creativity. she’s outspoken, an overthinker, and very competitive. i think a lot of people might say she’s a hufflepuff, as she’s loyal and kind and hardworking, but luz values learning and creativity above any of those other things— this is evident, when she makes the decision to stay in the boiling isles to learn magic rather than go home to her mom, thus putting knowledge and creativity over her own family.

eda - gryffindor

she’s not afraid to stand up for herself and others and will never back down from a challenge. she would rather die as herself than live unauthentically. she’s very passionate and empathetic. she’s rebellious against rules that dont make sense to her and cares intensely for her friends and family. she has a strong internal moral code that she sticks to intensely, never straying from it. in the very first episode, she breaks into the conformatorium just to get a paper crown thats important to king. she let raine break up with her because she didnt want to burden them with her curse. she forfeited the match with lily because she knew her sister wanted to be in the emperor’s coven more than she ever did. she’s sacrifices herself for luz & king over and over again because she cares so deeply for her.

king - slytherin

he’s self-centered, smart, arrogant, and highly ambitious. he would do anything to achieve his goals— which was at first reclaiming his throne as the king of demons, and then turned into finding out where he came from. he tried to use luz as a means to reach his goals when he became an author, nearly sacrificing their friendship. he became incredibly loyal to luz after that in the same way he’s loyal to eda, the one who raised him.

(other characters under the cut)

lily - slytherin

it was between this and ravenclaw, because she’s incredibly intelligent and does seem to enjoy learning and has a great mind, she’s also incredibly ambitious and prideful. the deciding factor was that she cursed eda just to reach her own goals. she’s still loyal to eda even when working for belos, which says a lot to how she’s loyal to only a select few people. to her, the ends justify the means (making amity cheat to appear like the better teacher, cursing eda to win the duel, kidnapping luz to get belos to cure eda, losing her magic to help eda)

amity - gryffindor

this one was hard, i swapped between slytherin and gryffindor a lot for her. she’s ambitious and intelligent, but also not afraid to do whats right even if means breaking the rules. she’s self-sacrificing and empathetic and prideful. she ended her friendship with boscha to help luz and willow win. she didnt like luz at first because luz kept cheating and messing up her life, which means she has a strong moral code against cheating and bullies. she’s rebellious in small ways at first but once she started realizing how terrible her parents and belos really were, she pulled away extremely quickly.

willow - slytherin

not surprising, if you take into her account of self-preservation and bending of the rules to suit her ambitions. in the first episode she agrees to cheating just to get ahead in school because she wants to make her parents proud, and in the end she switches to the plants track so to her the ends justify the means. she pulled out of the grudgby game when luz pushed her & gus too far, a perfect example of that self preservation. she has a sense of loyalty that extends to very specific people but she always makes sure those people are taken care of. her parents, luz, gus, and eventually king, eda, and amity, too. she wouldn’t die for them, but she would kill for them.

gus - hufflepuff

sure, he has the ravenclaw curiousity and thirst for knowledge, but he’s very kind, hard working, has a strong inner sense of justice and fairness, and is tolerant of others. he helps mattholomule even if he’d been a jerk before because it was unfair if he didnt. he helps luz break into belos’s castle to find a cure for eda, lets luz borrow his library card to see amity, and hated it when mattholomule tried to lie about the human objects. he knows what it feels like to be left behind and underestimated, so he makes an effort to be kind to others who seem to be in the same boat. he’s very young but already so accomplished which is a testament to how hard he works.

hunter - hufflepuff

this one was HARD. it was either slytherin or this, and a deciding factor for this is the fact that he is self-sacrificing. he sacrifices a lot for other people, even if it doesnt seem like it. in the palisman episode, he sacrifices the palismen getting away despite knowing he would be punished for returning empty-handed. in eclipse lake, he leaves to find the titans blood for belos when he simply could have stayed in the castle and been safe. he’s viciously hard-working, dedicated, and loyal to his family. he lets people’s actions speak for them. he doesn’t immediately judge luz for using wild magic and actually seems interested in it before remembering to be loyal to belos. he’s patient, too, as seen by his interactions with luz. he gets frustrated, sure, but he still works with her. he’s modest about his rank and title, preferring to not flaunt it more than needed. but he does take pride in it. he’s kind in his own way, specifically to belos and lil rascal, but you can see it in his interactions with amity & luz, too. with amity, he empathizes with her and gives her advice that he thinks is true, and offers to dig a grave for her too when its apparent that neither of them are getting any titans blood. with luz, he gives up the palismen and protects her from kikimora. that boy is a hufflepuff for sure.

raine - gryffindor

oh buddy theyre the biggest gryffindor ever. they extremely, extremely brave. they have terrible stage fright and anxiety but they still became head bard, and they still ran an underground resistance group, and they still gave everything up just to help eda. they have a strong sense of whats right and whats wrong and incredible amount of passion, empathy, and integrity. they have a great sense of pride— “How did someone with stage fright end up as Head Witch?” “I’m just that good.”— and are very selfless. they stopped eda from sacrificing herself because they knew her kids needed her more, they sacrificed themselves in eda’s place and gave up everything they had just so eda wouldnt have to.

camila - hufflepuff

she’s extraordinarily kind, even when she’s terrified. she’s accepting and open-minded and hardworking, making sure to show luz that she loves her creativity but still wants to make sure luz can do well in school and can make friends. sometimes you can do something you think is kind but isnt really. she’s also a single mother doing her best to give her daughter a good life, which is a credit to how hard she works and how dedicated she is to her daughter. she even took the day off of work to drive luz to camp because she knew luz was anxious and wanted to reassure her. she’s patient with luz, and even when faced with the scariest moment of her life, she’s still thinking of how luz feels rather than her own fears and anger. she’s very much a hufflepuff in the way that she’s quiet and unassuming but fiercely protective of her family.

vee - slytherin

she’s opportunistic and has a sense of self-preservation. she’d rather save her own skin than do that right thing. she’s cunning, having pretended to be camila’s daughter just to have a place for herself. this isnt a bad thing at all, though. she’s also loyal to camila, who she sees as her family, and even got into a fight with luz over how she treated camila. she still listened to luz and let luz help her so that vee could remain living as luz. she doesnt feel guilty about valuing herself ahead of luz.

belos - ravenclaw

honestly? not a hard decision. he’s smart, sure, but he’s not people-smart. he didnt think lilith would betray him after he admitted to lying about healing eda. he doesnt understand loyalty, not even to those close to him. he’s rational and logical rather than emotional. if the theory that he is philip wittebane is to be believed, then its obvious he has an appreciation for learning and knowledge. belos distinctly reminds me of lockhart, or even quirrell, who were also in ravenclaw. he’s got an arrogance to him that blinds him, believing himself to be the smartest and strongest witch on the isles and thus underestimating others, which will only lead him to ruin.

#the owl house #toh #toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #king clawthorne #amity blight #krav talks #my writing #character analysis

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abombihoney · 3 years

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Okay so Vi is actually a really complicated character if you think about it. You know her main driving force is having enough money to do whatever she wants.

But that's not all of what drives her? Or even really half?

If you pay close attention even right at the river scene immediately after beating the spider she looks at Leif. (She didn't need to check on Kabbu, he was up and talking by this point) She didn't start looking for the artifact until she saw Leif. Leif who was visibly in one piece. And the game's art style doesnt really convey the way someone moves as they sleep, or more importantly wake up. She saw Leif, saw they were fine, thus she asked about the artifact.

I can't even blame her. Because if Leif was breathing and not injured, with as strong a reaction to the magic in those artifacts as they have, what if that was the reason they weren't awake? She likely was trying to get the artifact away from Leif. So that they could wake up.

She was worried but didn't show it because remember that this Vi hasn't really had much support. This Vi hasn't learned that her concerns are valid yet. This Vi was taught all she is is wrong.

So she didn't ask. Because she didnt know she could. The way she acts when she finds out she should have is kind of devastating.

And every time Leif freezes or someone could've hurt after that river scene, she does her little startled animation.

Heck even before the river scene she proves she cares about others just as much if not more than herself. She just was never taught a good way of showing it. She was taught to prioritize the needs of the hive over the individual, and that likely includes if one can get out but the other must stay. When she goes back is when she kickstarts her own recovery.

And it shows. Because beside these bugs that she broke out of the hive mindset for, she is listened to. She can actually show herself for who she is and won't get berrated ( or picked on/ treated like an idiot) for it.

So she grows. She meets her idol and ends up having that moment of I could've been like this. And she clearly stops liking Mothivia after the encounter in the golden settlement.

She grows a little more.

Venus shoves her back a little. Without being able to verbalize how she saw Leif was fine, she just sounds like a greedy brat. So she changes how she talks to people. A little bit less demanding is what she decides to be.

And it shows. When Leif is upset she makes jokes, or points out things that might help. Is just genuinely there without having the words for it.

That time at the pyramid with the scorpion? She makes sure Leif is fine. And then acts like the weird stuff doesn't exist. She doesn't know what that trauma is and she can't help find out because as far as she knows, the only way to find out Leif shut down (the whole I can cut you open to find out bit H.B. does). Do she doesn't push it. But she keeps Leif there.

When Leif finds out about their lab problems she says so what, not because she doesnt care ( she obviously does) but because this is her friend, who is in a spiral and she wants them out. It works. It wouldn't have if Vi wasn't like this from the very beginning, establishing this is how she shows she cares.

And Kabbu sees it too. He needs a different approach to his spiral. The one he hides behind being the goodest boy on the planet.

His grief and revenge. She doesn't protest when Kabbu wants to kill the Beast. Not really. She goes with it. Makes sure Kabbu can come back from this fight as best as she can.

And it works. Kabbu is no longer faking niceties with people. He's still nice, just more real.

And she never left.

She showed Kabbu that he is more than his revenge. More than his grief. Doesn't protest his request (I'm sorry I haven't done the final sidequests yet I keep getting interupted so I can't add anything from actually doing kabby's request RIP) to go back for his Master and Bit to see them off one last time. So he heals.

Beside his team.

And she grows with them.

Because this whole time Vi, a literal child who was told her whole life she was wrong, getts her support. And she gives back tenfold.

She cares about others too.

The alley begger in the Termite City.

When the factory gets closed to the outside world. All the workers, and her old boss.

When Zasp and Mothivia are saved.

The attacks on ant kingdom.

All of the spears lying around in the giants lair.

The roaches living in giants lair.

Vi's motivations aren't greed. She thinks they are. Because that is what she was taught growing up.

Her motivation is and always has been the want to help people. In her own special way.

(Okay I did this faster than I thought I would)

omg thank u for ur ted talk

#both. both are good.#she can be greedy and want to help ppl lol #BUT YES YES THANK U!!!!#ask #chit chat #long post #help i got compression gloves cause hand hurty juice but now i keep fucking up typing

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dyketubbo · 3 years

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my ask didnt send i am going to murder. anyway BEEP CLASSPECTING... now im thinking abt that and aimsey. from the top of my head/only briefly thinking, beep as rage or void vibes with me? (obvs not the typical rage player you see, more like the nuance we were discussing). and aimsey as a life player?

oooo void beep would be suuper cool :oc rage too, he is very fucking stubborn and does have outbursts rather often (also rage players in canon usually have connections to magic, and then the homestuck rage players all had religious themes so, god stuff). meanwhile void fits beeps heavy "this is all irrelevant and you could never understand any of this", and his own belief that even what he does just doesnt matter. personality under a veil (not necessarily a facade), fundamental inability to understand and truly perceive it all.

id say he doesnt fit rage enough, if only because rage players are fundamentally about survival instinct, and, well. beeps already dead, and he seems to be perfectly fine with the fact that one day he just wont exist at all. hes not scared, though he is easily pissed off, but in the end he just sort of likes messing with shit and being in control. lil dickhead (affectionate)

honestly, since he almost fits rage but not quite, he.. almost acts like a prince of hope (unfortunate eridan kinnie). destroying beliefs and asserting his reality as the Absolute Truth, dragging others like aimsey into his delusions and being in a situation where aimseys putting her faith into him even though hes not a good person because she feels the need to believe in him and connect with him, because she genuinely feels like hes the only friend they have left, and because aimsey wants desperately to believe in what beep is trying to show her, desperately wants to understand. he shuts down things he believes to be false, to the point where he can make them false by simply destroying the problem.

hes a force of outward destruction, destroying what he believes to be flaws in others. theyre heavily defensive, putting everyone beneath them, believing hes the one thats doing it Right, and ultimately, he believes its his right to control things. he doesnt trust anyone, he reacts to any fear he may have with anger, lashes out, and the "TELL. NO ONE" scene almost showcases beep shattering and hurting aimsey before he steps back and give a quick "sorry!". his arc seems to be leading up to him realizing he can care about aimsey, that he can trust her to believe him and in him, and he seems to be dealing with the concept of trusting aimsey with his beliefs

hes definitely not a general hope player, but specifically prince of hope could fit. onto possible void class combos, with, first, the notable fact that we dont know what kind of person beep may have been in the past, other than that he was destructive. we know about some events in his past, and how he feels about them (kinda), but generally, this means hes very versatile and has many class possibilities, depending on how we want to interpret what we do know.

for example, he could be a maid whose now in the apeshit stage, stubborn and repressive. its entirely possible he got so tired of listening to the other spirits that he got to the unhealthy stage, exploded, and now without anything stopping him, hes doing whatever the fuck he wants, because hes decided none of it matters, that its all irrelevant and he doesnt have to care because its his fucking universe and no one can stop him from playing god. he spends his time doing menial things, because to him, its all equally unimportant, so why not waste time? he cuts down unnecessary tasks, weeds out what he finds useless, etc etc. basically, he should still be independent, but he needs to be brought back down to earth (metaphorically), because hes kind of burnt himself out and is now fucking with things because he feels none of it matters anyways

sylph of void sort of works too, mainly his meddling and tendency to shut down anything that could reveal something he doesnt want revealed, as well as shutting down others viewpoints and he covers up shit whenever he wants. his motivations are, really, mostly unknown to us, other than that he seems to think this is fun. otherwise, he also has a tendency to try and fix things he thinks needs fixing (like getting rid of fairies and space creatures), and will often try to fix mistakes he sees in mortals. however, slyphs are ultimately healers, and beep just. is not a healer, and he doesnt necessarily invite creation of void in any way, since void isnt really destruction of anything, and what he does invite is destruction of things. hes also just too active to be a slyph

so, with the previous prince assession, theres also the possibility of him being a prince of light, which would mean he would act more like a void player. hed destroy light with light, destroy the importance of information with information. they strip away the importance of things, uses plain fact to force the perception that nothings really important. he dismisses the importance of things, purposefully acts ignorant to draw away from what he knows, destroys knowledge itself from a power standpoint (wiping aimseys memory), and in extreme cases, can physically destroy anything in his way, or assert over and over that what he said/did isnt real, that nothings true or important other than what hes saying. again, little shit. if i had to make up my mind, i think prince of light fits the most

as for aimsey, i think life does fit him really well, shes definitely got the similar "girl next door" kind of vibes, while still being really interesting in her own right. she definitely starts out as a typical fictional life player, enthusiastic, energetic, genuine, wanting to effect the world. shes a normal girl (and this isnt an insult, rather, her being so normal ties the magical themes of the bear smp together really well, and its a perfect way to use a life player, make them be a catalyst for both the normal life player and eccentric others to shine). however, as she struggles with losing trust in bear and not being treated well, not having anyone that cares about them specifically, the energy starts to falter, but comes back when they feel the need to be rebellious. notably, while aspects arent super literal, she contrasts beep so much in just how alive she is, which fits her being a life player rather well. except, as i said, aspects arent literal, which means aimsey being a life player translates to her showing what life means in a metaphorical sense.

life is about agency. its about what you do, your ability to do so, its about asserting your will. not what drives you, but simply you doing at all. interesting enough, life players can be hard to pin down because life is about desire and agency, while the players class defines their ideology. life players can become obsessed with an idea that they need to do something, that they need to change how systems work, and often can cloak their want to fulfill their individual desires as altruistic want to fulfill others needs and desires (i.e., aimsey wants a friend and someone who pays attention to her and is genuine towards her, she feels like shes found that in beep, and as such starts to cloak her want to be his friend as aimsey wanting to help beep rather than aimsey themself).

as for said class.. this was, hard. because of how heavily influenced life is by the class its paired with, and because aimseys arc right now is trying to deal with feeling like shes too much and unneeded, it means that i have to really consider how that connects with which classes struggles. so, i ended up with sylph. aimsey is a creator, and she tries to heal as well. "allowing creation/healing of life or inviting creation/healing through life". from a literal standpoint, she tries to help bear heal by trying to get him to open up, to live, to make friends and interact with people. this could almost seem like a blood player move, but while a lot of aimseys arc is about bonds and relationships, shes not really a strong connecter or leader, shes just good at inspiring others to be, to her own detriment.

also notably, unhealthy sylphs crave, whether craving more of their own aspect, or craving another aspect when they feel theirs is not enough. aimsey talks a lot about how she grew up doing things by her lonesome, and now that she feels like people are moving on without her, she may be craving blood (that sounds so awful out of context). she wants attachments, wants to be the person that brings everyone together, but.. she isnt, not in a way thats appreciated. and due to her insecurities, she sees this as a flaw within himself, and as something to fix. so, she latches onto beep, and desperately tries to have as much of an effect on their life as they do on hers. like life players in general, sylphs try to solve their problems under the guise of helping someone else with theirs. currently, aimsey seems to be trying to find what she needs to do, because when she tried to do what she thought she needed to do, she (from her perspective) failed, so now shes trying to make up for her perceived failure within herself by trying to help herself through helping beep. i would think into it even more but i think its probably best to just leave it here KEKW

#angel answers #long post #im afraid to count the paragraphs on this one tbh #i dont think its That Much but it felt like it #beep bsmp #aimsey #bear smp #bsmp classpecting #hs

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kuronanox · 3 years

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My own fae - Fuegoleon Vermillion

(Author note: Reader is a fairy with wings, you can imagine however you wanna look. Warning not edited)

It was a cold winter night; Fuegoleon was just about to head to bed when there was a loud thud from outside his window. He was a little grumpy because of how late it was and he would be enraged if he finds to see some of his men just pulling a friendly prank.

Opening his window the strong gust of wind flowed through his hair as he looked around to find nothing. Assuming it was a branch or so till he saw a shimmering light from below.

It had wings and fair skin, back faced towards him the creature seemed distressed and weak as it only had a cloth wrapped around its body.

Heading down below the creature had features that were fairy and elf like to him.

"Miss are you alright?" Fuegoleon ask offering a hand but she looked at him in the eye and tried to fly away only to fall back down as she hissed in pain.

Gazing over to her back it seemed like a part of her wings were fractured. "Cold." She finally says looking back at him desperately.

Fuegoleon a bit mesmerized by the fairies beauty realized she only had a cloth that hid very little. Clearing his throat he took his cape off and wrapped it around her.

Before he could she somehow hid her wings as it disappeared.

Waiting on the floor she looked up at him. "I need help." She then says staring at her feet.

Fuegoleon being a gentleman as he is effortlessly picks her up bridal style. "May I get your name?"

"(Your Name) my name is (Your Name)." She says and stares into his eyes.

Fuegoleon was royalty and considered high in social status so looks from men and women usually didn't bother him, but the way she looked at him made him self conscious. He didn't know why but she was definitely different.

Luckily it was late at night and everyone had a curfew so no one was out, he would have to place her at his private quarters.

Dropping her softly on his bed he placed a robe for her to use.

"We'll talk in the morning. Good night." He says and leaves to his main office to sleep on the couch. (Your Name) doesnt say a word and watches his back leave.

It was early morning as Fuegoleon awoke he peaked into his room to find the fairy still sound asleep. Her hair was splattered and on her back was deep scars he had missed to see last night.

Awaking her eyes she turned to see him peering above her. He had never seen such eye colors before, they were dream like and ethereal.

"I-" he begins to explain but she giggles a bit and leaps out of bed in front of him. (Your Name) examined his face and features. He had royal blood running through his vain. Reaching up to his face she cupped his cheeks and closed her eyes before opening them and meeting his eyes.

"You were asleep for a long time." She finally says and then reaches to his arm that was cut off. "But you've grown stronger."

Fuegoleon lost for words stuttered "H-how did you know."

"I just know things." She simply answers as there was a long silence between the two. Not one moving an inch.

"Um well follow me." He says and brings her to a closet filled with Mereoleona old clothing she didn't wear anymore. "Just pick whatever you like."

After situating her clothes she followed him out and into the clover kingdom. She didn't say one word and followed silently and obediently. Fuegoleon didn't think she was a threat.

They met with the Wizard king. "Julius she is the lady I told you about." Fuegoleon says as the man... well boy at the moment eyes brighten up.

She hesitantly stepped up and showed the Wizard king her scars and wounded wing.

"Interesting, I've never met a fae in real life. What brings you to Clover kingdom?"

(Your Name) didn't know she just knew she was banished from her home.

"I- Well I was banished from home, I don't know how to get back. We aren't suppose to show ourselves to anyone but unfortunately I had to pay the consequences for that."

Fuegoleon studied her features, it was no wonder she was dreamy like.

"I see well! I don't see any harm coming from you. But we do need to place you somewhere safe do you have magic?" Julius asks curiously.

(Your Name) nods and lightly touches Julius forehead. He slowly turned back to a 40 year old man until she moved away he became tiny again.

"Interesting! It seems like you can see through most things. Luckily for you we are a kingdom based on magic so I think you will fit in just well." He assured as she smiled at him.

"I wish to stay by his side." She then says looking back at Fuegoleon.

"That is if he wishes so too?" Julius says looking back at the Crimson Lion captain.

"Of course. However our guest feels most at home. Then you will join my squad."

On the way out (Your Name) was shown to Owen to help mend the scars. The wings would have to heal over time.

"So you really don't know how to get back home?" Fuegoleon curiously asks the fairy as she looked around the kingdom.

"Not one clue but I don't mind. It is a beautiful place where I come from but, rules were super strict there. It doesn't seem to bad here. And if nothing works out I can always find my way home in nature." She assured him as they head to the market.

He doesn't say anything else as they shopped around the market so she could find her essentials. Observing her Fuegoleon could see she was a free spirit and nothing was holding her back as she helped a lot of the commoners.

He saw that she noticed a little girls flowers were dying. (Your Name) wriggled her fingers as yellow sparks came out and the flowers grew 10x healthier.

By sunset he would have to tell his squad that another member joined.

Dinner time came and the hall was rowdy as usual, he silenced the hall and made a few announcements.

"As many of you guys know now we have a new edition for the Crimson Lions. I would like you to welcome (Your Name)."

Curiously she hid behind him and poked her head out. "It seems as she is shy in larger groups that draw attention."

"I won't disappoint, please treat me kindly." She then says and gives a small smile.

"ANIUE! Something about her seems so dreamy. How did we get so lucky!" Leopold yells excited for the new member.

"I wonder the same." Fuegoleon says as the hall went back to a loud musical room.

"What troubles you?" (Your Name) asks as they entered his private quarters. Although it seemed scandalous Fuegoleon was drawn to her since the first time he set eyes on her.

"Just work, you are welcome to stay until the guest bedroom is prepared."

She walked from behind him and grabbed his two shoulders and laid him down on her lap. "It's about the demons right?"

Fuegoleon didn't even question how she knew but he nodded. Running her hands through his hair and braiding them she hummed. "Don't worry. Even the fairies fear them but that doesn't mean there isn't hope and courage." She soothes him as he closes his eyes and embrace the moment.

"You have trouble sleeping because you're afraid you won't wake up again when you were in a coma. It was dark and scary for you." (Your Name) says as he sighs.

"It scares me how much you know about me. It seems like you're the only who understands." Fuegoleon says as he looks up to her hues.

"Don't trust all fairies you come across not all of them are like me." She warns slightly.

"What if I don't wanna met any other fairy when I have one already?" He questions and she laughs kissing his forehead.

He was a grown men but physically touch hadn't been in his library to do list in a long time. Fuegoleon liked how gentle she was with him. "Are all fairies like this?"

"Hmm maybe, maybe not. I put a spell to make you sleepy. Get some rest." She whispers as he drifted off only remembering her looking down at him.

It had been a few months since (Your Name) was welcomed to the Clover Kingdom and she learned the culture simply fast as she fit in hiding her nature identity.

Fuegoleon and everyone that were magic knights were having a celebration. There would be a feast and party along with music and games it was a celebration for all their hard work and a break to have some fun.

He really wanted to invite (Your Name) as a date but was to shy to ask. Usually he was very straightforward but something about her made him smitten.

"What's wrong Aniue?" Leopold ask as they trained one morning. "Something on your mind?"

"It's nothing concentrate on your target don't get distracted!"

"FUEGOLEON!" (Your Name) yelled running towards them carrying a basket of fruits and flowers. Her dress flowing as her hair wrapped tight in a flower crown.

"Aniue watch out!" Leopold shoots as Fuegoleon fell onto the floor. "Ha! I knew it! You were distracted and I got you!" The younger Vermillion cheered.

(Your Name) helped Fuegoleon up as she then patted Leopold head. "Good job little one."

"Thanks! Well I'll leave y'all two to be!" He says running off giving Fuegoleon a wink.

The older Vermillion grumbled and looked towards (Your Name). "Your day off?"

"Yeah I went out and picked some stuff up!" She showed him the different varieties of fruits and flowers, placing a white one in his hair.

"You have a question for me?"

"Huh no I don't!" He denied and looks away as she giggles. "Yes you do. Just ask me. What is it?"

He sighed in defeat. There was no hiding from her. "Well we are having a Magic knights celebration and I wanted to bring you as my date..."

"I'll go! I was going to go anyways."

"But you'll go as my date?"

"Yes I will!" She assured and walks past him to set the fruits down in the dining hall. He grinned like a teenage boy and followed right after.

That night there were many people out and (Your Name) had a bright smile on her face. She was fascinated with the food and music that were surrounding her.

Fuegoleon smiled down at her as she pointed to many different things.

"Fuegoleon." Nozel says from behind as they turned around. "I see this is the commoner you've had in your squad.. you've been hiding her. No one know what she looks like."

(Your Name) looks at Nozel up and down and says "Aren't you his rival? Interesting."

"Why does she speak to me like we are the same level?" He sneers looking down at her and she tilts her head.

"I'm the fae he's been keeping a secret. I'm pretty sure we know who's more of a higher status." She then says and excuse herself.

Fuegoleon sighs and gives Nozel a look. "Seriously?"

"Hmph shes a know it all I see."

"You don't know how literate she can be sometimes." Fuegoleon says and smiles at her back as she plays with Leopold and his friends.

"So she isn't a commoner but rather a fae. Quite interesting how you came across one. I've never seen one in real life."

"Me too, she told me they aren't allowed to show themselves but she stuck here now. (Your Name) doesn't know how to get back home."

There was silence between the two as the two royal men watched her curiosity along side making new connection with other Magic Knights.

"So no one knows?"

"Only a few people know. She knows things on her own. She knew about my coma, the elves and demons. She even transformed Julius back for a few minutes."

Nozel eyes widen and then narrowed. "You sure she isn't a spy?"

"I highly doubt it."

Although she was Fuegoleon date she couldn't help but venture off and get to know more people.

"You are Nozel younger sister." She says to Noelle as the young teen watches Asta and Leopold afar dance to the music.

"I-I'm royalty yes!" She blushes at the older women. Noelle felt a sense safe in her presence, almost like a motherly figure.

"You like him." (Your Name) looks at Asta and smirks.

"I do not!"

Grabbing Noelle hands they dance together with Leopold and Asta. Noelle shy at first blushes and looks down but gains confidence because (Your Name) guided her.

"Ahh Noelle!" Asta yells as he and Leopold connects arms with her. "Yuno! Mimosa come join us!"

(Your Name) backed away and watched from afar, they seem happy.

A arm snakes around her waist as she looks up to find Fuegoleon watching the kids. She smiles at him and grabs his hand. "Let's dance too. We are known to like music and dancing."

He hesitantly follows. "I'm not sure about dancing."

"Just follow my steps." She encourages as he nods and follows her pace.

There was a comfortable silence between the two as they moved back and forth the ballroom. Looking around (Your Name) saw a lot of people were staring at them. She shyly hid her face in his chest.

"Why are people staring at us?"

He chuckles and takes the initiative moves now, twisting her around to wrap his arm around her.

"It's because they are jealous. I haven't been seen out with a lady in a long time."

Turning herself back around she touched his chest. "You are nervous, your heartbeat is fast."

He takes her hands with his and kisses it lightly. "You can see everyone else's feelings but always deny mine."

(Your Name) blushes and grip his hand tighter.

"I do know your feelings. I make you feel like a teenage boy chasing after a girl."

"Well if you put it that way..."

"You aren't allowed to be with someone not royal. Isn't that by law."

Fuegoleon smile fades as he caress her scar back and pushes some of her hair out of her face to see the little tiny pointy ears before hiding them again.

"You already know I don't care about status. I don't care what other people think about us either."

"Fuegoleon has been smitten over me since the first day we might." She teases as he grins a bit.

Pushing herself up she brings him down for a kiss that shook the entire kingdom.

"Does that answer your question?" She asks as he sheepishly nods and gives her another kiss.

"Oh I might go blind." Nozel says in disgust as he slightly smiles for his rival.

"Tch that means it's time for you to find yourself a girl." Mereoleona says crossing her arms and watching the two new lovers embrace in the crowd.

"As if, no one here is worthy!"

"Worthy of the braid." Yami cuts in as Nozel sends him death glares.

Meanwhile on the side Charlotte is staring at Yami hoping it would be them one day.

"Let's go aniue! I knew it was from the start!" Leopold cheers running between them and hugging (Your Name).

The night came to an end perfectly for them as the two new lovers left impatiently to discovering new beginnings.

#black clover x reader #black clover imagine #black clover imagines #fuegoleon vermillion #fuegoleon #leopold vermillion #mereoleona vermillion #nozel silva #julius novachrono #black clover asta #noelle silva #yami sukehiro #black clover #black clover oneshot #black clover oneshots #black clover fuegoleon

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ficsandcatsandficsandcats · 4 years

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What about a fic where reader gets hurt in battle, like, way worse than her usual injuries. After waking up she realizes shes got horrible wounds on her face that makes her get really self conscious. Since she doesnt want Jask to see her like this she basically just hides from him until he practically kicks down the door because he wants to know what happened and hes all concerned because she refuses to look at him. (And maybe a bit of Supportive Geralt, if it feels right?)

Fandom: The WitcherPairing: Jaskier x ReaderWord Count: 758Rating: GTaglist: @heroics-and-heartbreak @whatevermonkey @mynamesoundslikesherlock @magic-multicolored-miracle a/n: I love Supportive Geralt. Here you go!

“Y/N, I think I’ve been very patient and if I knew that you were ok I would continue to respect your space but you’ve been hiding from me since you were carried off the field and I cannot be parted from you any longer.”

You sighed deeply, back pressed against the door that Jaskier was currently talking through, and you considered what he said with a little bit of guilt. It was true that you’d been hiding from him. Not because of anything he’d done but because of what you’d become. You’d had your fair share of wounds in the past. There was no way to be a fighter without that happening. But in this last attack you’d been sliced across the face, narrowly avoiding your eyes but also wreaking havoc on your features. A long, gruesome slash crossed from your eyebrow, through your nose, and just cutting into the corner of your lips. Though you were assured it was healing well, it was also healing ugly, forever changing the face Jaskier had loved. You knew you couldn’t hide from him forever, but you feared what would happen when he saw you.

“He won’t be turned away again,” Geralt said, sitting at the little chair he’d pulled to your bedside a week ago when he started work on healing you. “Especially since he knows I’m in here.”

You opened your eyes and looked at Geralt. He was giving you an encouraging smile, eyes kind and understanding. He of all people knew what it was to bear scars and fear how people may react.

“Was that Geralt? Geralt! Tell her to open the door! Or better yet do it yourself!” Jaskier called. Geralt cocked an eyebrow in your direction and you took another deep, bracing breath. When you opened the door Jaskier fell through, already starting to try and shoulder it open. Geralt stepped over his prone form, giving you an encouraging shoulder squeeze before shutting the door behind him to give you both some time alone. You instinctively covered half your face with a hand and he clamored back to his feet, wheeling on you and capturing your arms in his hands.

“Y/N, talk to me what’s wrong? Is it worse than they feared? Is it poison? A curse? Curses can be broken!” his pale blue eyes frantically scanned your face, taking in the scar that cut through your eyebrow.

“It’s not a curse,” you replied, “It’s… this.”

You pulled your hand away and squeezed your eyes shut tight, willing yourself to stand still as he looked. You heard him make a sharp intake of breath and then his fingers, featherlight as they traced the gash across your face. Tears fell from your still closed eyes and you waited for the sound of the door opening and closing again as Jaskier left.

“Oh, love, does it hurt?” he asked, still standing on front of you.

“No,” you said, “Not anymore. But this… this is my face now and I know it’s not the face you’ve been writing songs about and I just need you to know that you’re not obligated to pretend to find it beautiful or to… or to still love it.”

“Y/N what do you think of me?”

His voice sounded so hurt you opened your eyes. He didn’t look scared or horrified, just genuinely wounded by your words.

“I just don’t want you to feel trapped,” you explained.

“Y/N, is this why you’ve been hiding? You thought I’d look at your face and run away? Surely you don’t think I’m such a coward. Or a fool,” he insisted.

“I don’t think it would have been foolish to be afraid. I am still sometimes. I forget that it’s me and… well, it’s been hard, Jaskier. And it felt only natural that if be hard on you as well,” you admitted. A soft, empathetic look crossed his face and he pulled you in close, your first embrace in well over a week and your body melted into his, remembering the warm reassurance of his arms around you.

“Y/N the only thing I fear is losing you. The only part of this that is hard is seeing the pain you’re in. I still love you, I still love your face, I just can’t be shut out like that again I won’t survive it and neither will the furniture. I was ready to haul a table over and break the damn thing down,” he said vehemently. You chuckled and pulled back to plant a soft kiss on his lips.

#Anonymous #jaskier x reader #jaskier imagines #jaskier fluff #reader request

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acciomarauderz · 4 years

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prompt by- xpotterscloackx:

parralel universe where james is a black and sirius is a potter. everything else is the same

but heres the thing;

james is abused too by walburga and orion. but doesnt share that with the marauders unlike sirius. he keeps it his secret.

he still doesnt completely open up. not until he starts dating lily which heard about the blacks and that was the main reason she avoided james

omg i really love this idea thanks!!! i’ll give it a go!

james black was always taught that muggleborns and bloodtraitors were inferior, they were dirt.

that is, until he went to hogwarts, and met sirius potter. the two boys instantly started talking about what sort mischief they wanted to stir up, thus, a beautiful friendship was formed.

james soon realized that everything walburga and orion had taught him was wrong, and started to view the world in an entirely different point of view.

everything seemed to be going well for james black at hogwarts, he had 3 amazing friends (sirius potter, remus lupin, and petter pettigrew), he was a quidditch star player, and he was also known as the girl magnet (80% of the hogwarts female population probably fancied him) , he overall seemed to be living his best life.

but we all have a chapter we don’t like reading outloud, right?

the marauders were all packing their trucks since it was the end of their first year at hogwarts, and to frankly put it, he was more than nervous to go back home. it was to the point where james was about to reveal his worries to sirius, that is, before he was interrupted by peter who came breathlessly in to tell the two that someone set mrs noris’ tail on fire.

now, he was siting in a compartement with his friends, pretending not to worry about what his parents might do to him, he was sorted into gryffindor, and he was sure his mother was really angry when she found out. james thought she would send him a howler throwing insults at him and embarrassing him in front of the whole school, but quickly realized how foolish he was;

by embarrassing her son, mrs black was also going to be embarrassing herself and she wasn’t going to let anyone find out the way she was treating her son. a howler would reveal way too much for her liking. instead, she did something that worried james even more; staying quiet.

not once has he heard from either one of his parents. not even a letter, NOTHING!! and that’s what scared james the most (not that he’d admit that outloud). he shuddered at the thought of what she’d do to him once he’d step home.

james closed his eyes, and gulped as he slowly stepped in the house. he braced himself as he closed the door behind him.

“JAMES BLACK!” his mother screeched as he heard her footsteps coming towards him.

“GRYFFINDOR?? OUT OF ALL THE HOUSES YOU HAD TO GET INTO GRYFFINDOR? THE HOUSE OF FILTHY BLOODTRAITORS AND MUDBLOODS!!”

james flinched, but without thinking, he just blurted out “well what’s wrong with muggleborns?! one of the muggleborns in my class is the top of our year” he said thinking about lily, then realized he should’ve just kept his mouth shut as his mother raised her wand.

“crucio” she spat.

“NEVER HAVE I THOUGHT THAT THESE WORDS WOULD COME OUT OF THE MOUTH OF MY SON” she spat the word son as if it was some kind of dirt under her shoe, not minding james’ screams begging her to stop.

“s-stop p-please” he whispered, drained and panting.

but no luck, she cast hex after hex some bruising him and some cutting him.

“YOU FILTHY BLOODTRAITOR! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DISGRACE! YOU ARE LUCKY YOUR FATHER ISN’T HERE! HE WOULD’VE-”

but james didn’t hear the rest of it as his vision started to blur and everything went black.

james woke up hours later, his body aching, lips bleeding, eyes bruised, everything bleeding and everything bruised, he could barely stand up.

he had no one, no one to help him, he missed his friends who were more of a family than his actual family.

he slowly got up and staggered his way to his room. and opened a drawer that he kept this potion that his uncle alphard had given him. he slowly put it on his torso, legs arms and back, as he watched the bruises and cuts slowly fade; they weren’t healing, more like hiding, since no potion can really heal magical curses. he wasn’t allowed to put it on his face though, since it weren’t safe if it touches your eyes or mouth. james sighted and hoped the wounds would heal by itself before school starts again.

this was going to be a long two months.

as soon as james made it to kingscross, he desperately tried to get away from his family. he was tired and drained, but he still kept a straigned smile so no one would notice.

lily evans was hugging her parents before she spotted james leaving his family, she looked at him with disgust, she knows what his family does; kill people like her, like her parents and she hated that, she was just waiting for the moment james becomes one of them.

james was sitting in an empty compartment, waiting for his friends, he felt a little drowsy and slowly, his eyelids dropped until he fell into a disturbed sleep.

“oi!!! wake up you dimbo!!” that, was the voice of sirius potter, shaking james awake from a nightmare.

“i’m awake!!” james said rubbing the back of his neck.

“it looked like you were having a nightmare” peter stated.

james’ face reddened with embarassement and shrugged “i wasn’t” he mumbled. he was indeed having a nightmare, about his family torturing him, well it was more like the memories of all that they did to him in the summer than a nightmare, but he wasn’t about to admit to his friends that he was still having nightmares at this age.

“james, what happened to your face” remus pointed out, looking concerned.

“uh-” the cut and bruise on james eye, unfortunately, hadn’t faded. truth to be told, james totally forgot to make up an excuse.

“oh yeah uh i just fell while practicing on my broom, scratched my forehead and bruised my eye” he started, “mother ran out of healing potion so i was left like this.” not a bad excuse, he thought.

“oh! well don’t worry, i’ve got some potion for my cuts, the ones after the full moons, of course it doesn’t heal mine perfectly since mine are magical cuts, but it should work perfectly for you” remus said as he opened his truck and pulled out a jar full of healing potion.

“NO!! i mean no! uh i think it looks quite cool actually, i don’t want to heal it” james panicked, they would realize if it didn’t start healing.

lily, who was passing by and overheard this part, rolled her eyes. of course james black would try to make a cut look cool and start acting like a prick, she thought.

sirius grinned at him, and soon enough, they arrived to hogwarts.

it was their fifth year, things were getting out of hand with his family he didn’t want to go back this christmas, all he wanted was one nice and peaceful crhistmas without his mother and father, one nice christmas where he can laugh and spend time with his friends, but he had to go, he had to go since his parents were having a christmas dinner, and he was their only heir, only son, so he has to be present.

“my parents invite you all over for christmas!!” sirius exclaimed happily. “this will be the best christmas ever!!!!” he jumped up and down. “here is the address” he said as he gave each of the boys a small paper written where the potter manor resided.

james too the paper and weakly smiled, he really wishes he can go, spend the christmas with his friends, but of course his parents wouldn’t let him, he snorted at the thought of walburga and orion letting him stay at a “blood traitor’s” house.

james black braced himself as he stepped inside the house. he knew this would be worse, he heard his parents talk about this dark lord and how they supported him, he heard about what that dark lord does, and this year, he became more and more powerful, several families have been destroyed because of him, several students have been pulled out of hogwarts to go see their dead families or since their parents thought hogwarts wasn’t safe anymore. the blacks have become known supporters for the dark lord. james was sure they would become more strict than now that there was a known mass murderer.

“you’re here” walburga spat as she came in. “i thought you wouldn’t come” she smirked.

“trust me, i don’t want to be here as much as you do” james said without thinking. dammit, he needs to stop doing that. he thought as walburga raised her wand.

“a quick round of crucio will put you in place” she said as she laughed wickedly.

james has grown a little used to crucio, well the pain was still the same but he learned how to control his screams as to not give his mother the satisfaction she wanted.

“NOW GO TO YOUR ROOM AND GET DRESSED, THE GUESTS WILL ARRIVE SOON AND I WILL NOT BE TOLERATING ANYTHING NOT PRACTICED BY THE MOST NOBLE HOUSE OF BLACK!!” she screeched an ear splinching screech that could probably make your ears bleed if you hear it for too long.

james quickly scrambled up to his room. he’ll try to be on his best behavior, he just wanted to get this over and done with.

“ah yes about those mudbloods!!” lucious started. they were sitting at their christmas dinner, which didn’t have any christmas spirit. james sat in the very corner, kept quiet and tried not to draw attention to himself. he was really hoping this night would end soon.

“the dark lord has been ordering us to get rid of those filth” bellatrix continued pationately, eyes wide, looking like a maniac.

everyone at the table nodded in agreement.

james clenched his fists under the table, trying to calm himself.

then, all the guests started talking about the latest attacks as if as it was something normal.

“the dark lord had asked us to kill the mckinnon parents” walburga added in between the conversation, she gestured to her husband and herself, looking quite proud that she got the honor to get rid of them by none other than voldemort himself.

james’ heart stopped.

no, it couldn’t be, his- his parents were the ones that killed marlene’s family- james felt hot and dizzy, he remembered when marlene found out the new about her parents; how she cried for weeks, how she didn’t know who she’ll stay with for the summers. he started shaking and managed to get out the words he desperately didn’t want to believe; “you- you’re murderers!!!” james didn’t know what to do, he didn’t stand the thought of being related to them, he felt dirty, like the blood in his veins is the very same blood as some people who killed innocent families. “you killed- killed marlene’s family?!” he gathered all his strength, the anger radiating out of him. “YOU ARE NOTHING BUT COWARDS, ALL OF YOU- KILLING INNOCENT PEOPLE BECAUSE OF SOMETHING THEY HAVE NO CONTROL OVER?? BLOOD?!! THEIR BLOOD IS THE SAME COLOR AS OURS- THEY ARE AS GOOD AS YOU ALL- NO- NO- THEY ARE BETTER THAN YOU ALL!!! AT LEAST THEY DON’T GO KILLING PEOPLE FOR THE FUN OF IT- I AM-” but he didn’t get to finish his sentence.

“GET OUT!!! NOW” walburga screeched as orion got up and took james by the collar.

they closed the door behind them as both parents threw crucio, after crucio, after some other kind of dark spell.

“YOU ARE NO SON OF MINE!!! I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED BY YOU! I WARNED YOU THAT YOU SHOULDVE KEPT YOUR TONGUE IN YOUR MOUTH FOR THE CHRISTMAS!!! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DISGRACE! CRUCIO!!” his mother or should i say former mother screeched- deafening anyone that was close to her.

walburga and orion were casting hexes and curses by turn as if they were playing some sort of tennis match or something, not bothered at all by james’ screems, begging and begging them to stop.

james couldn’t take it anymore. he just wanted it to stop, the pain. he was bleeding. his voice was hoarse from all the shouting he did. he was about to lose the last bit of consciousness that was left in him. he was fighting internally and externally to stay conscious.

james gathered all his last bit of energy to try to apparate, he had to go anywhere, anywhere was better than here. they were still learning apparition at hogwarts but he thought that getting splinched was the least thing he had to worry about at this point.

he closed his eyes, and thought of the first place he could go to; the potters. and so that’s where he went.

he was right in front of the potters door, he barely knocked before everything slowly went black. james fell into unconsciousness.

the potters were sitting together, also having a small family dinner before they heard a faint knock outside.

“sirius, honey, can you please get the door” mrs potter asked sirius.

“why me why can’t reg go” sirius whined.

“because because reg didn’t finish his dinner yet” she told him as he groaned and got up.

he opened the door and gasped, you could see the color draining from his face. james black looked dead, there was a big pool of blood next to him and he was full of gashes and bruises.

“m-mum, da-dad!!!” sirius shouted, he was panicked.

mr. and mrs. potter quickly came to see a broken boy at the step of their door.

“j-james- JAMES!!! wake up you bloody idiot!! don’t you dare die before me!!!!” sirius said panicked as regulus told sirius to stop being dramatic and that as much as james really looked like he was dead, was still breathing so wasn’t planning on dying anytime soon.

fleamont potter quickly carried james inside and placed him gently on the couch. euphemia went to get her emergency kit from her cupboard and started to gently heal some of the wounds, sirius frowned as most of them weren’t healing.

“mum, i think your potions have expired” regulus pointed out, “they aren’t healing”.

fleamont and euphemia looked at eachother gravely. they understood.

sirius, regulus, please go up to your rooms while we heal your friend over here.

sirius was about to protest before regulus grabbed him by the arm and dragged him away.

“i-i’m going outside. i’m going to use one of those phellyphones” sirius told his brother regulus.

“why?”

“because i need to call remus peter and lily”

“okay?”

“HELLO!!!!” sirius shouted into the phellyphone.

“who is it??” a voice of a young lady, probably the same age as them answered.

“I AM SIRIUS POTTER LILY EVANS’ FRIEND FROM SCHOOL!! WHERE IS LILY EVANS?!”

“ugh lily, one of your friends are calling” it was petunia. she gave liky one last look of disgust before leaving.

“uh hey! who is it?” lily asked.

“IT’S ME SIRIUS”

“you know you don’t have to dream into the telephone? you’re going to make my ears bleed” lily laughed.

“oh uh- hi lily! i need you’re help!! james came to me yesterday, looking almost dead, he had so much cuts and bruises and it looked like the blood inside him was less than the one outside him, and so i called remus and peter to come over to you know cheer him up when he wakes up, and i know you aren’t that close to him but you’ve been getting along better this year and he really his find of you so i thought maybe you’d like to come” sirius said in one long breath.

it was true, lily thought, she was getting along with him better this year. and by the look of it, james’ case is terrible so what’s she gonna lose if she says no?

remus peter and lily came to the potters manor the next day.

“sirius!! how is he?” remus asked anxiously as sirius let them in.

“he just woke up right now! come in!!!”

none of them had expected it to be that bad. they all stared in shock as james groaned and looked at them. he was still sitting lying on the couch from yesterday the blood soaking through his clothes and onto the couch.

it was like they were frozen, none of them really registering the scene they saw in-front of them.

finally, after what seemed like years, peter asked what they had all been afraid to ask.

“so uh- what happened really?” sirius shrugged and they all stared at james, who looked uncomfortable. he groaned as he slightly raised his hands to run through his hair; a habit he had developed when he was nervous or anxious.

james looked down embarrassed as he muttered incomprehensibly.

“i- i’m gonna go get dressed, my clothes’ a mess” james quickly said waving at his shirt soaked with blood. he stumbled at his attempt at getting up, and lily, who was closest to him, quickly helped him with his balance as sirius slowly led him to his room.

“here, let me help you take your shirt off, you can borrow one of mine” sirius said as he lifted james shirt. he froze halfway, fuck his whole body was covered with scars, all in different directions and different lengths, and then something hit him, he understood what had happened he suddenly felt really angry, he was going to kill james’ family even if it was the last thing he’d ever do. but right now, he had to help his friend so quickly got him a pair of jeans and sweatshirt.

james and sirius went downstairs again, where the others sat, lily could see james’ eyes were full of pain but kept a straigned smile on his face that made her jaws hurt at the sight of him.

“so a- are you going to tell us what happened?” lily asked, she wasn’t trying to pressure him but was really worried about what had happened.

james looked down, playing with the hem of his sleeves, but didn’t answer straightaway.

they all had almost lost hope that he would tell them anything when he finally let out a whisper;

“i- it was m-my family” they had barely heard him.

lily gently squeezed his hand, motioning for him to continue if he was comfortable.

“they- they used the c-crucio on me and- and other dark curses- because i- i- wasn’t like th-them, the only gryffindor- i was friends w-with muggleborns and “bloodtraitor” and then- then i found out that they- they killed the mckinnons- it was them- i shouted at them and was- was so angry- they kept cursing m-me crucio after c-crucio th-they ha-hate me” his voice cracked and james was now sobbing, he refused to maintain any eye contact, he was ashamed.

lily suddenly felt really horrible, she had hated james since first year because of his parents, and it turns out he was the complete opposite, she felt awful that she misjudged him.

then sirius asked “was- was it them that- that caused all those” he pointedly he lifted his shirt so that he could see his back and torso. james’ face grew red and quickly nodded while pulling his shirt back.

lily noted that there were not only new and opened wounds; there were also old ones that were quite faded by time, so this was something that happened to him quite often, it wasn’t recent. her heart melted as she now saw james as a whole new person, not in a bad way, she now saw how strong and brave he was, she couldn’t even stand the thought of her parents doing that to her, her blood boiled with anger and decided that one day, she will see the end of james’ parents’ life with her own eyes.

“why didn’t you tell us before? we could’ve helped” remus asked, eyes full with pity.

james looked down again and ruffled his hair

“i thought- i thought that this was something normal till third year, but then- it was t-too late for me to bring it u-up- so i just k-kept it to myself”

they all looked at him with pity in their eyes, james decided he never wanted to see them like that again, he couldn’t stand all the pity.

“i- i’ll go get some fresh air” james said after what felt like years, they were all staring at him and he wanted to get away from the spotlight.

“are you alright? thought it might get a little lonely out here without anyone” lily came after she let james get some time alone.

james merely nodded.

“look, i’m sorry about the other years- i shouldn’t have said all i said to you- i thought you- i thought you had the same beliefs as- as your parents- but i don’t know you back then! now i know the real you so i just wanted to apologize” lily decided that apologizing would be the best way to get the guilt off her chest.

“it’s okay” james said, finally looking at her and gave her a real, genuine smile, for the first time in forever.

that’s when they realized how close they were, james could feel lily’s breath against his neck.

they both leaned in at the same time and pressed their lips together, james felt sparks shoot through his body as lily groaned in his mouth. the kiss was slow and pationate and left them breathless afterwards.

it had been long since james felt this alive.

#fanfic #marauders era #marauders textpost #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #lily evans #peter pettigrew #jily textpost #jily headcanon #jily angst #angst #marauders angst

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maddiphicent · 4 years

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Paramay Day 3- Partners in Crime

(I apologize in advance that this is so long. Theres just so much information that goes along with this one and it's the para I'm most proud of that I really wanna infodump. Note this takes place in the once upon a time universe)

This is the story of the 2 people known to be the most dangerous people in the enchanted forest, Goldilocks and Drizella. After Goldilocks' dad, Rumplestiltskin, is thrown into jail, the royal guard comes to search his house for any valuables and stolen riches. As only one other person knew Rumplestiltskin had a daughter, Goldilocks quickly disguises herself as a prisoner of Rumple's, claiming she was captured 2 years prior when her parents gave her up to him. She said her name was Anastasia after the main character in a book she just read. The princess Cinderella makes the decision to allow her to live under their roof as the royal seamstress which pleases Goldilocks because now she can gather information about where her father is being held. It was there she met Drizella and fell in love almost immediately. Drizella wanted her too, but was already betrothed to a rich man. (Side note: if your wondering why Drizella is living under Cinderella's roof, her step mom uses magic to make her forget she was cruel to her).

After being caught kisisng in the corridor, Drizella was about to be sent away to immediately marry her betrothed. Goldilocks quickly formulates a plan to get the information on where her father is and to help Drizella escape in one night. Already a skilled swordswoman, she kills half the royal guards and breaks into Cinderella's room. She demands the map to where her father is being held, threatening to kill the pregnant princess if she doesnt get what she wants. Goldilocks is not a violent person, and never even planned on hurting the princess. The prince tells her where Rumple is but no more. In a panic, when the doors are burst open by more guards, she nicked the princesses stomach and jumps out the window where Drizella was waiting with horses to make their escape and go into hiding.

They spend most of their time in a tavern by the docks. No self respecting royal would go there as it was known for the pirate ships that tended to flock there. It was riddled with thieves, pirates, murderers, the best kind of crowd. Goldilocks was good at getting information from these people, to the point where she built a reputation. She would trade information with you, but not with money or riches, but with information of greater or equal value. Mostly it was where the entrance to caves and the evil queen, Regina's castle. Sometimes it was secrets on people, if their wives were cheating on them, boring stuff to Goldilocks. Drizella watched her as she traded secrets. It was almost like Goldilocks was a different person. So...cool, cold...sinister? If given wrong information she watched as Goldilocks would strike them down instantly in front of everyone then calmly sit back down, brush the blood off her gloves onto her handkerchief, then demand water to clean her dagger.

Drizella loved it. She wanted to be like this. She wanted to be feared and respected. She begged Goldilocks to teach her how to fight and she obliged. She took her to where she learned, illegal skitz fights, which took place under the bar ever 2 days. They started as a place for kids to learn how to be trained to actually fight in the ogre wars, but later became a place to let off steam. Every other day it was kids from as young as 10-19 to learn how to fight, on the other days it was for adults. As it was illegal, everyone went by an alias. Goldilocks was just Locks as noone would even believe her real name was Goldilocks anyway. Drizella chose Gem after the emerald dress Locks once made for her. Rules were simple, only fight to maim, and everyone votes at the end to see if it was a fair fight. If not, the victor then goes into a battle to the death with the best fighter. A healer was nearby to heal any wounds. It was mostly fun for the kids just to hang out and chill, while a fight went on in the background.

Drizella was a fast learner, and while never besting Goldilocks, she still became skilled enough to handle herself. Several times people would ransack their camp and they would take them out with ease. They built up a reputation as the most dangerous couple in the kingdom, though they didnt do much. Hell, it wasn't that they were all that dangerous, they were just quick. Most pirates (hell most people) liked to make a show and a game out of it, with witty banter and teasing. Goldilocks and Drizella didn't toy with their opponents, they stuck them down before they even saw a weapon. They never started anything, only finished. Attack if attacked. Nothing more than that. Except with wrong information.

You see, in this tough tavern you had to make yourself known to not be messed with. If given wrong information, Goldilocks didnt enjoy killing people, but she needed it to be known to not even try tricking her. She spent her whole life studying maps, reading books, sneaking out of her house to listen to people in bars and taverns. Shes read her fathers journals about his exploits and travels. And a magical relic she stole from in her fathers study that tells if one is being truthful or not helped too. She would only trade information as long as the motive behind it wasnt revenge. However, there were 2 exceptions to this, she would trade any information for, a boy named Balefire, and the maps of Snow White's secret dungeon.

Many people like to bullshit about Balefire claiming they knew him. "We go way back." "I saw him just last week!" "Hes just got married, didn't he?!" All killed instantly at Drizella's hand. She got the map of Snow White's dungeon when the Queen Snow White herself walked in. Hearing of the Evil Queen Regina's curse, she was desperate for anything that might save her and her unborn child. At first giving her the map of the actual dungeon, Goldilocks laughed and said "Regina is going to release a curse that will send us all to an eternity of hell." And stopped there. Snow White wanted more information as everyone knew that. Goldilocks reminded her everyone knew of that map too. She wanted the real map, where Rumplestiltskin was being held. Snow White debated (still not knowing this was his daughter) but eventually gave her the map. She told Snow White of a magical tree that could help her escape and gave her the name of someone else who can help, while trying her best not to shake with delight of the map. Drizella immediately went to planning on how to break into the dungeon, but Goldilocks told her they needed to wait. They needed information on Balefire. If they didnt get it in 1 week, then they would go.

The information about Balefire came to her exactly 3 days later. A pirate with half a hand came wandering in, wanting information about where Rumplestiltskin was. Knowing it was for revenge, she told him no. The pirate then said "I was told you would give up anything for information about Baelfire. I used to know one-" Goldilocks sneered and said "oh yeah. I'm sure hes your second cousins, 3rd uncle twice removed." Hesitating, the pirate continued, "well, the thing is...I dont know if it's the right one. This Baelfire lived 300 years ago your time." Goldilocks sat up straight. Usually able to collect and hide her emotions, now it was clear she was excited and eager to listen. Her father was never willing to talk to her about his son who, according to him, passed away centuries ago. The pirate smiled and gave her all the information about him that he had, including that the boy was still alive and where he probably was. Goldilocks jumped up and told him (truthfully) that Rumplestiltskin was being held in Snow Whites dungeon. Now Goldilocks had everything she needed. Mostly out of excitement, they worked fast to come up with a plan.

She stayed in the tavern for 2 more days as it was a safe house for her. Mostly using the skitz fight as loud background for Gem and Locks to secretly come up with a plan, there was a request for her to come back up to the bar. They gathered up all their stuff and found the half handed pirate, murder in his eyes. Angry that she had told him the wrong location of Rumplestiltskin. She told him she didnt lie, but the pirate was angry and now wanted a fight. Goldilocks, no longer needed the bar for information or a quiet place, obliged. Not wanting to kill him, she cut his hand off clean and ran. The pirate demanded his crew go after them. Drizella and Goldilocks fought them with ease.

They decided to enact their plan of breaking into the dungeon. They didnt have much time to plan, it was mostly a stealth mission, secretly dispatching of as many guards as possible then running into the dungeon and winging it from there. They got to her father, but they didnt expect more guards to come. Goldilocks told Drizella to run and hide before parting with a kiss. Drizella followed her instructions. Goldilocks screamed to her father that Baelfire was still alive and in a land without magoc. Her father was confused and begged the guards not to hurt his daughter as they threw her to the ground and shackled her. Goldilocks was then arrested on accounts of murder, kidnapping, and killing the royal baby. Most of this was news even to her. Apparently the nick she had caused to the princess's stomach was a deep gash that had killed the child but spared the princess. The story was then told that she kidnapped Drizella and ran away with her. Goldilocks felt horrible for killing the baby. She was sentenced to be burned at the stake in 3 days time. Rumplestiltskin panicked and told Drizella if she truly loved Goldilocks to go get the Evil Queen Regina. It took 2 days, but Regina did come to the cell. Rumplestiltskin begged Regina to activate the curse by tomorrow and that he would owe her a favor if she did. Regina reminded him that she'll remember this.

A day later, Goldilocks was tied to a stake in front of a crowd of angry citizens. She managed to find Drizella in the crowd and she smiled at Goldilocks in reassurance. Goldilocks didn't know whether to be relieved she was there, or afraid. But she still was glad that she was able to see her one last time.

The fire was lit. Some people in the crowd began cheering, for the royal baby was about to be avenged. Right as the flames reached her feet, Goldilocks saw a cloud of purple haze in the distance. She thought it was just the smoke from the fire until the cloud came closer and closer. Warning bells began to go off while people were shouting the queens curse was finally here. In the panic, Drizella ran to Goldilocks, her skirt catching on fire when she did, trying to free her. The flames had just reached Goldilocks torso, when the purple cloud had reached them.

Goldilocks awoke as Leslie Gold. No memory of the crimes that she had committed. No memory that she was almost burned. No memory of the tavern where killed so many. No memory of killing the royal guards or baby. And worst of all, no memory of Drizella, her partner in crime.

This was a lot and very poorly written and I apologize for that. I'm not very good at writing. This is the para I'm most proud of as with a lot of my paras I have to change the rules of the universe, but sometimes I actually get mad that Goldilocks isnt a real character in the ouat. I've managed to work her in perfectly with the story so very little is changed. I feel like she would have made a great character's but unfortunately Goldilocks and Drizella only exist in my head.

#paramay #para dump #maladaptivedaydreaming #maladaptive daydreaming #maladaptive daydreamer

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pisswizard420 · 5 years

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LMFAO this doesnt have a title

Since I don’t have an AO3 I’m shoving the 1st chapter of this thing here because why not. It’s all after the cut

Warnings- you know WOnderland? That’s the warning. There’s some stuff that makes me feel a bit squirmy. (Body horror, some violence, memory loss)

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, searching for a bell, and she doesn’t come out. It’s been two months, and Davenport drinks the Voidfish Ichor because he’s thirsty and hungry and there’s no water or food. He drinks it and he remembers and it is horrible and painful, and he goes to find his crew. He goes and grabs Taako, Barry, Magnus, Merle and they start looking for Lup again. They don’t look for Lucretia. At this point, they decide, Lucretia is dead; they see no point in going to find a corpse.

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, searching for a bell, and she doesn’t come out. It’s been six months and she and Cam aren’t doing well. Her body shakes, she’s been spasming since the boss fight. Her body remembers the damage done by that lich on the 90th cycle now- Wonderland exposing her to that agony again. The hosts offer a bonus round, and they choose the escape game. They both get stuck, neither willing to leave the other when they have to be so, so close. “You should’ve left, Luc.” He’s taken to calling her that, ignoring any complaints she raised. “You look like shit.”

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, searching for a bell, and she turns to Cam, “I couldn’t just leave you behind. You’d die in a second if I wasn’t here to watch your back.” He could hear the unspoken reason: they have to be close and even if they aren’t she can’t stop now, she’s committed herself to this , looking for the bell, spiting the liches, inducting him into her family. “Maybe we should rest for a bit before we go into the next room. We may not be able to heal magically, but you finally stopped bleeding from where that one got you.” He looks down and sees she’s right. “Let’s wait a bit.” She hands him some jerky she conjured into existence. He rolls his eyes at the showing off, and then he conjures them up some water.

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, searching for a bell, and it’s been a decade. They have a lead on Lup’s location and Lucretia’s location. Taako and Barry go off to meet up with some Dwarf named Gundren, who’s questing in the area where Lup disappeared. Davenport takes the Starblaster with Merle and Magnus to a clearing in the Felicity Wilds. The earth is charred, and they see four liches fighting, two on two, each team with one of the relics. They hear the bell, and there’s a shield that warps around the ship suddenly- Davenport fancies he can see the soundwaves bouncing off of the shield.

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, searching for a bell, and it’s been a decade. She looks at Cam, cataloging all that they’ve lost. There are patches of magic where skin should be and limbs have been replaced with enchanted constructs and he looks at her half wild. He looks at her, cataloging all that they’ve lost. She’s lost memories, and she’s thrown herself under the bus for him, giving him time to recover after the liches asked for too much (they always asked for too much, always always always asked for too much these days.) She lost her memories of home, and her family, and so much and so had he. All he remembered was Wonderland and the fact that they came looking for a bell- she once confessed the same. It was upsetting to think about.

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, searching for a bell, and it’s been a decade. She looks at Cam, the only person in years that she hasn’t been pitted against. She looks at Cam, someone who she can fight with flawlessly, who there are inside jokes with, who she knows the favorite foods of, someone who is a brother to her in all but blood, her only family. She looks at Cam and she grins, and it is all wrong. Her cheeks stretch too wide and her eyes, her teeth, they all glint with strange new magic; the effect of the glinting and the unnatural movements would terrify most but not Cam, never Cam, he knows her too well for that. “I have an idea. What do you think about becoming liches?”

Cam looks at her, someone who he fights with flawlessly, who he shares inside jokes with, who he knows the favorite foods of, someone who is a sister to him in all but blood, his only family. He looks at her and he grins, and it is all wrong. His skin glows in patches, and his eyes seem to look almost through her. The effect of the glowing disjointed nature of his smile would terrify most but not Lucretia (Luc, his Luc), never Lucretia, she knows him too well for that. “Tell me more. This sounds like it could be useful.” He listens closely to her whispered words and- and- and he agrees that it would be a good idea- send two liches to beat two liches- necromancy against necromancy- complacency versus hungry determined angry. He thinks that it’s obvious who will win. He is the only one who thinks that.

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, searching for a bell, and its been a decade. Lucretia and Cam (Cam and Lucretia) set up and do a ritual to become liches, and they anchor themselves with each other, emotions tied together, stabilizing each other, keeping each other sane. It goes well and quickly and Lucretia casts a shield with that staff (Where did she get that staff from? She doesn’t remember) around their bodies to protect them. After that they start wrecking shit- trading focuses in midair and toying with the energy around them. They pull at the right string of necromantic energy and Wonderland burns away around them, freeing the other inhabitants. They don’t care about that though. Cam hurls off a spell that screams out wrongwrongeldritchwrong and it knocks Lydia back. Lucretia slams them between walls of magic. The twins retaliate.

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, looking for a bell, and its been a decade, and Davenport and Magnus and Merle can’t do anything except watch two sets of liches fight and fight and fight and fight and- and Taako calls Davenport on his stone of farspeech. “So- there’s a bit of a-“ One of the liches bursts, taking another with it and Davenport can’t tell which duo won or whether or not it’s a good thing and the bell rings loud and clear and nothing happens and Taako says, “Is something going on?” The stone cuts out and the shield falls, and the two liches that survived drift over to the ship.

Lucretia leaves off into Wonderland, looking for a bell, and its been a decade. It’s been a decade and Wonderland is gone and she and Cam are free and they try and undo what the bell did and it doesn’t work, so Cam sets it down and she shields it and they drift over to the ship. In unison they touch down lightly on the deck. “Hello.” She smiles, and from the way that the gnome pales it doesn’t seem like she did a very good job. She probably didn’t- she doesn’t have lips in her lich form. “I’m Lucretia. You are?” Surprisingly enough, the gnome pales further, mouthing her name. She thinks he might know her. She feels a strange sort of disinterested curiosity. “This is Cam.” She doesn’t go into more detail; he doesn’t need more; it’s obvious who he is. She gestures at Cam, who gets less than a cursory glance. She notices that. She doesn’t like it.

Lucretia and Cam burn down Wonderland, after a decade of looking for a bell. They burn it down, and they sit there watching a group of people looking a mix of horrified and sad and the tall tan ruffboi looks at Lucretia and puts a hand out to shake, saying, “I’m Magnus.” There’s a pause while she shakes his hand, and then he gestures to the dwarf and gnome. “These are Merle and Capnport. We knew you before that place.” His hands move around nervously at the end of his sentence. Lucretia looks at Cam, asking him, asking him something with her eyes.

Lucretia and Cam burn down Wonderland, after a decade of looking for a bell. They burn it down, and now Lucretia is looking at him wondering- just- just wondering and he nods. He vaguely remembers her mentioning them in the past. He opens his mouth to speak, to cover for her discomfort. “Why didn’t you come?” He sounds dangerous and for a moment seems to fizz with lightning and then Lucretia puts a hand on his shoulder and he zooms back into himself. “Why didn’t you come for her?” Her hand stays on his shoulder- a steady presence. A grounding presence.

Taako and Barry go to find Lup, and Phandolin burns. Phandolin burns and they find Lup and Barry grabs the umbrella and smashes it and she flies out. She flies out and they wait for Davenport to come pick them up. Davenport comes and Lucretia-but not quite- and someone else are standing casually on the deck, each holding a relic, and neither recognizing any of them. Neither seem to recognize Taako or Lup or Barry and Taako walks over to Lucretia and opens his mouth and then in unison Lucretia and the other one say, “Don’t remember (she doesn’t remember) you sorry.”

“What the fuck, my dude.” For a moment he is shaken out of his anger, for a moment he sees the way magic seems to coat the pair, slick and oily and sliding down over their bodies. For a moment he sees two small elves, short golden hair and long golden braid. For a moment he is shaken out of his anger, and when that moment passes he shoves it to the side because he’s Taako and its no good being mad at someone if you can’t constantly rub in why you’re mad. “That’s some fucked up shit.”

“Big mood.” Lucretia-and-Cam, Cam-and-Lucretia have a habit of speaking in unison. Taako-and-Lup, Lup-and-Taako had a habit of doing that, so Taako isn’t overly weirded out by it. Lucretia grimaces a bit though and says, “Sorry. We’re trying to work on doing that a bit less often. It seems to be a bit of a thing when talking to other people.” Taako nods, jerky and stiff. He’s not really enjoying the similarities with a younger him and Lup (Lup and him) but- but- but they’re there. The similarities are there, the hungry eyes, and the standing close, and the speaking as one, and he understands. He pushes his understanding aside. He speaks.

“The name’s Taako.” He tries not to be a little unnerved by the lack of recognition in her eyes. He does, of course, succeed at that because he’s Taako mother-fucking [insert last name here] and it takes a little bit more than not being recognized at all from someone you spent one hundred years on a ship with to unnerve him. It takes a lot more than that (okay, so he wouldn’t admit it to anyone except maybe Lup, but it does unnerve him. It does scare him. It does make him uncomfortable- and where is Lup when you need your other half, your moral compass? And he looks at Lucretia and Lucretia stole Lup from him and look at her with all of them stolen from her, all of the crew, her home, her family, one hundred and twenty years gone, and how is he supposed to respond to that? Vindication? Anger? Anything would be better than this dull sense of empathy, this dull understanding that he doesn’t want to have.)

“Lucretia. Nice to meet you, again I suppose.” Her expression is bland. It is the polite disinterest when meeting a distant relative. He hates it. It makes him uncomfortable, especially because when he first saw Magnus, and Merle, and Davenport before he got inoculated he looked at them like that. Barry (his brother in law! The guy who married his sister!) looked at him like that. He really, really doesn’t like it.

“Cam,” says the tall half elf standing closely next to Lucretia. He looks at Taako like Taako is a threat (Which ‘cha boy is, natch, but still, it kind of stings.) “So, you knew Lucretia.” The tone is conversational- how about that weather- but the eyes are not- they’re more how about I kill you. Lucretia elbows Cam in the gut, and Cam and says nothing. Taako gets elbowed in the gut with an image of Lup doing the same to him, and then it hits him again. There’s a tiny hint of the closeness of a younger him and Lup, and of course there is. Of course there is, because look at the two of them and doesn’t it just ache with sick familiarity. Don’t they just reek of it, and each moment it hits him he hates it. He hates that everything about Lucretia and this stranger screams out in familiar wrongness. Its like the dark mirror version of him and Lup except one of them is an amnesiac traitor and the other is her amnesiac codependent lackey. He hates it so much, so much, so much.

Cam doesn’t know how he feels about these strangers, these ones that claim they know Lucretia. He doesn’t know how to feel about how in the two hours since they met both in and out of their bodies they’ve given Lucretia weird looks and him none at all- like he doesn’t exist or matter at all. He also doesn’t know how to feel about the elven wizard standing in front of them, looking at them with a strange expression on his face. Then the elf speaks, and Cam makes up his mind.

“Yeah,” the elf says. “How much have they told the both of you?” He puts an emphasis on both. Cam thinks he likes this elf.

“Nothing,” he replies.

Taako (the elf earned being called by his name rather than simply being “the elf”) tilts his head and begins, “Did they give you any of the ichor?”

“No.”

“Then this might be a bit hard to explain to you. Lucretia is around 130 years old.”

“What?” “What?”

“She died around” static “times, but she” static. “There’s a vore cloud. There’s also a memory voring” static “There was a plan to” static static static “but Lucretia didn’t agree with it so she” static static static “then she went into Wonderland, leaving the Captain alone, and he inoculated himself accidentally. He thought she was dead, so he didn’t go looking for her. He started looking for” static static static static static “Then a decade passed before he decided to go and find her body.” A beat. “We were angry.” He turns to Lucretia. “I’m sorry we didn’t force the issue.”

Lucretia stares at the elf (not Taako anymore) “I- thank you for telling me the truth. I’m sorry, for what I did to you. That was unfair to you.” The elf nods. He looks vaguely distressed, vaguely angry. He says nothing. He turns to Cam.

“How much did you understand?”

“Not much. It was mostly static.”

“I have a sister.” Pause “Lucretia.” Pause. “Stole” pause static static static.

“I didn’t get some of that.” Taako, Cam thinks he understands a bit now.

“We’ll have to get you inoculated.” Taako does a heel turn and starts walking off. “Have the two of you eaten?”

#fanfic #taz balance #lucretia adventurezone #lucretia #i love her shes great #cam adventurezone #taako #davenport #basically this is going to be like 3 maybe 4 chapters of re-familying #and anger and reconcilliatioin and recovery and learning to be people again and just #yea #and weird and vaguely poetic writing becasue im a shit

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Pristine

Pairings- Bucky Barnes x Reader.

Awkward Bucky. Awkward Reader. I love awkward. Steve and Nat shipping you and Bucky slightly/

Request-Hi! if youre still doing requests, can you do one where the reader is a doctor or medic or something (whatever you want!) and thinks bucky doesnt notice her or whatever but he secretly does and hes intrigued but too shy/thinks he'll scare her? from anon

AN- I’m sorry I didn’t put it up earlier! I know I said a day but my boards are in a couple of months.... and I’m also sorry it’s kinda awkward....

“Morning, Dr. (l/n),” someone greeted you as you walked past them. You smiled and greeted hem back, as well as returning the many other “morning”s and “have a nice day”s thrown at you.

You saw to a few of your patients- children, mostly, before getting back to the Avengers facility. It was a part of your weekend routine- every Saturday morning you would go to the hospital where you volunteered, and treated people for free.

Your actual, paying job was working as a doctor/surgeon for the Avengers- one of the most gifted people in your field, you worked closely with Dr. Bruce Banner.

This particular Saturday, Steve and the Winter Soldier were set to return from a mission, and you were certain you would have to patch them up. You were on first-name basis with all the Avengers- you were quite close with Wanda- except the Winter Soldier.

His name was apt. To you, he was cold, winter-y. But then, he was like that to everyone but Steve.

He would talk quietly to Steve, sometimes to Nat and Wanda. Clint and Sam he would just occasionally nod at, Tony he completely (and understandably) steered clear of. And you, he didn’t acknowledge your existence. Ever.

Which was maybe a little okay- this way, he probably didn’t notice how nervous he made you.

You made your way to the infirmary, where Nat was cleaning up a long cut down the side of her shin with a piece of gauze.

“What happened?” you asked, putting on a white coat.

“Steve and Bucky called for a bit of backup around the end,” she replied with a grim sort of smile.

“Where are they?” you asked.

“Steve’s in his room, Banner’s seeing to him, but Bucky has a few deep cuts that need stitching, he’s in the back room with the surgery things,” Nat said, winking at you.

“W-what?” you stammered.

“Ooh, nothing,” she said in an offhand way. “You’ll be stitching up Bucky.”

She knows, you realized with mortification. Nat was grinning all over her face.

You sighed and quickly went to the side room, banging the door shut behind you.

Ahh, that sight.

The Winter Soldier was sitting back in the surgery chair, his shirt off to reveal several deep gashes down his chest.

He raised his eyebrows when he saw you. “Dr. Banner told me to wait here for my stitches,” he told you. “He’s attending to Steve.”

“Uh, yeah, I’m here to do you,” you said. “No! I mean- I’m not here to do you, I’m-”

You broke off when you caught the look of confusion on his face. You realized he probably didn’t know the meaning of the term just yet.

Tugging on a few loose strands on your hair, you quietly brought yourself up to his side. You pulled on some gloves and got a needle and some suturing thread.

The first thing to do was to clean up the wounds- even though the super-soldier serum made him mostly immune to germs and also made his wounds heal faster, it was always safer to clean and patch up.

Placing one hand on his pectoral, you began to sponge away the blood on his chest, biting your upper lip the whole time.

His intense gaze was on you. You glanced at his face once or twice- he was making you nervous, and being nervous annoyed you with yourself.

Not another word passed between you two. After you were done stitching him up, he got up, thanked you with a polite smile, and left. You could only sigh wistfully.

You were out for another round of the hospital that evening- working made you feel good.

Helping people made you feel good. The smile on a sick child’s face when you told her you would make her okay, make her healthy. The ecstasy of the poor, single mother whose baby you had treated for free. It made you feel good, and it kept your mind off of your growing crush on the Winter Soldier.

You were just heading out of your tiny office in the hospital when-

“Dr. (l/n)?”

You nearly jumped a mile when you heard his voice behind you- you turned around to see the Winter Soldier, the hood of his Captain America sweatshirt drawn over his head.

“O-oh, hi!” you said, nearly dropping the clipboard in your hand.

“You’re needed,” he said, his blue eyes boring into your (e/c) ones. “Wanda had a little...accident... in the kitchen, and Wanda’s arm got slashed by one of the butcher knives. Steve sent me to get you.”

“Oh, yeah, I was just heading out,” you said, frowning when you heard about Wanda. She was probably trying to juggle the knives with her magic again- no matter how many time you told her not to, she’d do the stupid thing over and over. She hadn’t ever gotten hurt at it, though.

You walked out of the door with him at your heels. There was a car waiting outside with a driver up front- which meant it was you and him in the backseat.

You sat down beside him somewhat awkwardly, holding yourself stiff and straight.

“What do you do here?” the Winter Soldier asked, his tone curious. “I thought you only attended to us- the Avengers, I mean.”

“I volunteer here for free,” you replied. “I treat people who are too poor to pay for long medical procedures.”

He didn’t say anything, but you noticed a change in his expression. He looked...impressed.

Somehow, you started seeing more and more of him. You’d bump into him at breakfast, and instead of giving you a cold once over he’d actually mutter a ‘good morning’. Your breakfast times seemed to coincide, and soon, you found that when you came downstairs he’d actually make some extra coffee for you.

Then there would be his missions. Suddenly, he became ‘germophobic’ and began to insist that even the smallest of cuts on his body be cleaned. You obliged, even though there wasn’t any need to attend to such minute scratches.

Oddly, you would catch him haunting the floor that had your room on it. He’d nod at you, ask if you’d seen Nat or Wanda, who lived on the same floor. You would reply, and regardless of whatever you replied he would skulk away.

His behavior was driving you insane. You could look at him without your heart pumping as if you’d just run a mile. It wasn’t as if he was increasing in friendliness particularly, though. You were still calling each other a very formal “Dr. (l/n)” and “Sergeant Barnes”/”Winter Soldier” respectively.

You were just on your way to Bruce’s room- passing by Steve’s, you heard your name mentioned.

You weren’t an eavesdropper, but you couldn’t help but stand still outside.

“I can’t Steve,” you heard the Winter Soldier’s muffled voice. “I’ll....I’ll scare her away.”

“No, you won’t, Buck! She deals with the Avengers, for Pete’s sake, have you ever met a group of more screwed up people?”

“Steve, I just can’t ask her out. What if she says no? I’m...me. Messed up and PTSD. And she’s...innocent. You get what I’m sayin’? She’s....pristine. Untainted. Being with someone as unhinged as me...it could affect her.”

“DO YOU LIKE (Y/N) OR NOT?”

“I DO!”

You couldn’t take it.

You pushed the door open to see the Steve and the Winter Soldier standing face to face, glaring at each other. They broke eye contact when they saw you though.

“You like me?” you asked, breathing deeply.

He opened his mouth to reply, then closed it again.

“I gotta go,” Steve said hurriedly before fleeing the scene.

“Winter Soldier...” you said.

“Bucky,” he interrupted. “Please, call me Bucky.”

He looked mortified and upset.

“Bucky,: you said, smiling slightly. “And you can call me (y/n).”

“(y/n),” he said, savoring the feeling of your name rolling off his tongue. “I’m...I’m sorry about what you might’ve just overheard...”

“I’m not,” you said, blushing but still quite decided. “I-I kinda like you too.”

He stared at you for about a full minute.

“You don’t think I’m dangerous?” he asked.

“Well, I never said that,” you shrugged. “Dangerous is quite an appealing shade on you.”

There was awkwardness, while the Winter Sold-Bucky, Bucky bit his lower lip and you twiddled your thumbs.

“So, uh, you wanna hang out some time? Hang out, that is what the kids say these days, isn’t it?” Bucky broke the silence, his words rushed.

You let out a small laugh. “I’d love to,” you said.

You heard a huff behind you.

“Really? Hang out? What are you, thirteen? Go on a date, you idiots!” Nat said. You turned to face her, just to see her rolling her eyes at the two of you in a very expressive way.

reallyyy sorry it’s turned out so weird and crappy. i swear i’ll try to do better. but i write these things at midnight when insomnia is keeping me up but also making me wuzzy because im tired and its so late g’night y’all.

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes #james barnes x you #bucky barnes x you #the winter sodlier #the winter soldier x reader #the winter soldier x you #midnight crap #buckyxyou #james buchanan barnes x reader #steve rogers #natasha romanoff #steve shipping you and bucky

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