#the book is coming out on sept 15
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possibly a dumb question BUT I’m overthinking everything so I need to ask
If a character is doing this:
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The Wayhaven Chronicles—Update 15/Sept/2023
As I’m fast approaching my end date for planning, I’m barely able to contain myself for getting writing! :D
Though I have got a list of some ‘housekeeping’ I want to do once I get started. There’s definitely some things I’ve learned with coding that I can streamline, so I’ll be adding those in before I get going on the opening scene (which hopefully will certainly leave an impact…;D).
I’ve also got to make a final decision on a certain new stat I’m thinking of adding.
I’m wondering whether to add a stat for ‘Agency Reputation’. This wouldn’t be like the hidden stat that tracks how the overall supernatural community views the MC but would show what your colleagues at the facility think of your character.
It would be a text-based stat and would be things like: heroic, feared, resilient, etc.
But there’s already personality stats and new Agency skill stats, so I’m not sure adding something ELSE would be a good idea. Might just be too much to track for me for coding, as well as too much information for the player.
Yet, I do really like the idea of making playthroughs even more individual, but I guess something like reputation is something I could headcanon for my characters…so I’m undecided.
(I realise it seems like I’m blabbering, hehe! But I like to share, if I can, the process of how I work these things out and so you can get a sense of where I’m at and why things do or don’t get added!)
The Book One refresh is really coming on a pace too! I’m only getting the weekends to work on that as I like to focus on Book Four during the work week, but I’m still managing to push on with it. I’m also taking the opportunity to note down anything I may have forgotten from Book One as I go, as I can clearly remember the big moments, but the smaller ones are still impactful and I might want to bring up in future books.
Hope you all have the most fabulous weekend! We’ll be offline, so I’ll talk to you all again next week!
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Twister | j.jk
-> pairing. wolf shifter!jungkook x human!reader (f)
-> genre. slow burn, eventual romance, fluff, humor, f2l (friends-to-lovers), pining, found family, high school!au, eventual smut
-> w/c. 1180
-> rating. 13+
-> a/n. Devil All The Time is an actual book I read, and, to this day, it’s still one of my all-time favorites. The excerpt at the beginning is also real!
-> warnings. None!!
-> collection. mini-series
-> started. Aug. 16th, 2022 @ 15:00
-> fin. Sat., Sept. 16th, 2023 @ 16:59
-> edited. Mon., Oct. 30th, 2023 @ 23:03
-> divider credit. @mmadeinheavenn
Unless he had whiskey running through his veins, Willard came to the clearing every morning and evening to talk to God. Arvin didn't know which was worse, the drinking or the praying. As far back as he could remember, it seemed that his father had fought the Devil all the time—
Someone knocks on Jungkook’s door. You look up from your book (The Devil All The Time by Donald Ray Pollock) and smile smugly at Yoongi as he stands in the doorway, a grumpy pout on his face. “Can I help you?” you ask saccharinely.
He grumbles something you don’t catch before saying, “We’re playing Twisters downstairs.”
You gasp dramatically. “Am I dreaming or are you actually being nice to me for once?”
He growls low in his throat. “Don’t push your luck, human.”
You set your book face-down and skip past him, bounding downstairs with a smug grin. “I’m not leaving anytime soon, Boongles, so you better get used to it!”
“What did you just—“
“Y/N!” Jungkook’s face breaks out into a blinding smile as you enter the living room a few paces in front of Yoongi, his metaphorical tail wagging excitedly.
“Hey, Kook. I heard you’re thinking about me,” you tease, gently patting his back when he rolls his eyes and pulls you in for a hug. As you pull away, you ask, “So! How are we doing this?”
“I was thinking teams, since it’s only four of us playing,” Hoseok says, looking up from where he’s slung an arm around a still-grumpy Yoongi’s shoulders. “We can have two players move during one spin, and the other two the next, that way we can take turns so it’s not too chaotic.”
“The others aren’t playing?” you ask, kind of disappointed. Oh, the amount of chaos there would’ve been if more of them had joined you.
Jungkook shakes his head no. “They’re not feeling it. We convinced Jisoo noona to spin for us, though.”
Jisoo walks in from the kitchen with a glass of red wine in hand. She smiles amicably at you as she takes a seat. “Hey, Y/N. How’s the book so far?”
“Good, thanks.” You turn back to the others. “I assume JK and I are gonna be in a team, then?”
Hoseok grins mischievously as he shares a strange look with Jungkook, saying, “Told you. It’s me and you, hyung.” Hoseok smiles down at Yoongi, who sighs his acceptance.
“Let’s get this over with,” he grumbles.
You turn to look at Jungkook, who quickly tries to hide a dopey smile. “Why? What did Hobi oppa tell you?”
“Shh.” He turns you back to the mat with his hands on your shoulders. “Focus on winning.”
“Alright!” Jisoo sets her glass down and picks up the wheel. “First spin!” She flicks the plastic arrow, waiting a few seconds for the outcome before calling out, “Right foot, yellow!”
“You go,” you tell Jungkook. He nods, dropping his hands from your shoulders and taking a confident step forward as Yoongi does the same.
“Next… Right leg, blue!”
🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕
In hindsight, Jungkook should’ve seen this coming. He should’ve known Hoseok was trying to set him up from the second he asked if “angel” would be joining them for Twister, even though Jungkook had been more than content to let her stay in his room a little longer. (His complacency with her absence had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that her scent was getting on his sheets.)
Now, with Y/N bending in front of him in a makeshift downward-dog and only one viable option for his next callout (right foot, blue), Jungkook wants to smack his head against a wall. He’d have to move his leg halfway across the mat, so he wouldn’t have any balance.
Unless, of course, he held onto Y/N’s hips.
Twister was a cursed game and he’d never play again.
“Jungkook, you gotta make your move in the next five seconds or else you’re out,” Jisoo warns.
He panics and shifts his foot farther out than he meant to, holding onto Y/N’s hips as his balance gives out and thanking whatever god is out there that Y/N can’t see the disgustingly bright pink hue dusting his cheeks with her ass so close to his crotch.
“You’re gonna make me fall!” Y/N complains, teetering forward. He tightens his grip on her hips and pulls her back ever so slightly. Hopefully he won’t get a boner. Gods, that would be embarrassing.
“Just—focus on your next move!” he half-yells, mouthing a curse at Hoseok, who was knocked out almost five minutes ago and is now standing smugly off to the side trying to contain his laughter. Asshole.
“Stupid game,” Y/N grumbles under her breath, her arms shaking.
“Left hand, red,” Jisoo announces.
Y/N grunts as she moves her hand closer to her body, unintentionally pressing into Jungkook. He bites down on his tongue and focuses on his breathing as blood rushes to his cheeks.
Yoongi huffs as he crouches and sets his hand on the red circle closest to him, grinning up at them with a dark look. “It’s over for you,” he taunts.
“Alright, Kook. Left hand, green,” Jisoo says.
Jungkook crouches down and sets his hand behind him, making eye contact with Y/N for the first time in almost ten minutes straight. “Next time—“
Y/N gets cut off with a yelp as, on their next turn, Yoongi bumps into her and sends her falling back into Jungkook’s lap. He groans, his hands shaking with the effort to keep himself up.
“Asshole! You pushed me!” Y/N yells, her ears turning red with rage as she pushes herself off Jungkook, about to angrily rush Yoongi when Hoseok picks her up around the waist and holds her off to the side with an arm around her shoulders.
“Now-now, kids, no fighting,” he teases.
“Beat his ass, Kook!” Y/N says in response, glaring at Yoongi.
Yoongi rolls his eyes as the game continues. The longer Jungkook has to play, the more tired he becomes—holding weird positions for long periods of time is surprisingly taxing. Just when he thinks he’s going to give out, Yoongi’s sweaty hands slide to the side and he ends up falling over, ass in the air.
Y/N squeals with excitement and rushes Jungkook as he stands up to his full height, massaging his lower back with a grimace. He oofs as she slams into him, her arms around his neck. He blushes and hides his face in her shoulder, trying to subtly breathe in her scent as she drops down before excitedly smacking him on his arm.
He smiles down at her and avoids looking at Hoseok (who he’s sure is having his own little mini-celebration) as Yoongi sighs as he stands up. “Well played,” he grumbles.
Y/N grins triumphantly, but holds her hand out for him to shake. “Good game.” Yoongi hesitates, but takes her hand. Y/N grins. “How does it feel losing to a human?”
“Gods have mercy…”
#bts x reader#jungkook x reader#jeon jungkook x reader#bts a/b/o au#a/b/o au#bts a/b/o#shifter au#shifter jungkook#bts werewolf au#werewolf au#werewolf jungkook#bts smut#jungkook smut#bts fluff#jungkook fluff#bts angst#jungkook angst#ao3#archive of our own
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Do you know why everyone and their mother keeps saying that Sheb Qingqiu's secluded cultivation lasts for a year or 3??? Last I checked, wasn't he only in the cave for several months??
...I haven't seen a fic use that timeframe in quite a while - am I the delusional one??
Having intensively cultivated for several months, he could freely
control his spiritual energy and had risen one level above his original
cultivation base.
... nope, still as I remembered from the official book, page 85 in my copy. Even my old Exiled Rebels translation puts it as, "several months." Last I checked, 12 (or 36) months is far too many to simply be considered "several", so what am I missing? It just- throws off the timeline so badly and greatly increases the amount of time poor Binghe is stuck in the woodshed, for what?
Okay, so the 3 years thing comes from the donghua, no need to look further. It's one of those things that directly go against canon but have stuck in people's minds, similar to 'the washerwoman was the one to pull baby Binghe out of the river' and 'Shen Qingqiu fainted dramatically several times early on in his transmigration'.
Then, I don't believe I have seen 1 year myself, but if I had to guess, it may come from the fact that Binghe is 14yo prior to SQQ entering seclusion and 15 once he leaves. That said, an entire year makes zero sense considering what we know of the timeline.
Which is where I confess that I tore out some hair over the length of SQQ's seclusion when constructing the timeline for Transmigrator Time Traveler, because for me 'several' months means 3 to 5, but given all the facts, SQQ's seclusion had to last somewhere between 6 and 10 instead. (I went with 9 in the end, for the fic, cause I've read that 9 is a significant number for spiritual practices cultivation is based on? the source was a little vague so i don't know how true that is, but I needed a number.)
Nevermind, to the aforementioned facts. MXTX confirmed the date of the first chapter publication - Sept.21 - to be the date of SQQ's transmigration. (Small note: I'll be using modern months, even though SV's world uses lunar calendar, because it's easier to gauge weather and stuff. For characters in the novel, they might see those as different months/seasons, but that doesn't really affect our purpose here.) Luo Binghe’s 15th birthday - which Shen Qingqiu missed in seclusion - is in winter ('coldest day' which I after some research came to hc as jan6, though that's not particularly relevant, because...) Demon invasion happened on a 'hot day' (SQQ mentions it in relation to how SHL is dressed) - which puts it in May at the earliest, August at the latest. So these are the 'borders' we are working with.
Now, to my actual calculations. We know SQQ spent some time on the Peak after transmigration, before the Skinner mission that led to him going to seclusion. So I'm gonna say that happened in October at the earliest, December if you stretch it (though I feel like his tatas would freeze off if the Skinner left him half-undressed in December...) - but definitely not later, cause Binghe’s birthday has to happen off-screen. So if we take the longest possible time frame, October to August, we get 10 months. The slimmest possible window - December to May - gives us 5 months, but between the aforementioned boob hypothermia issue and the fact that May is a bit of a stretch for the 'hot day', I think that 6 months is the shortest you can go.
Which, again, doesn't align with my understanding of what should be described as 'several' months, but what can you do... tbh, im not sure MXTX thought all that hard about the timeline, which is understandable as a writer - but as a fan, frustrating
So yeah - definitely less than a year (and absolutely not 3, donghua), though the math gets fuzzier after that.
#that said im pretty sure that donghua's 3 years is to save on Binghe models... he def has different ones pre and post seclusion#but im pretty sure that demon invasion and IAC binghes have at the very least the same head. not sure about if the clothes are a recolor too#still... feel like they couldve handled it more gracefully. like for example not mentioning the time frame at all 🙄#svsss#shen qingqiu#luo binghe#svsss meta
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chapter 22| Lovesick
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Summary
The underground is filthy and dark. Dim lights, dull alleys, and desperate hearts. A place Levi knows as well as the back of his hand, and a place he would do anything to get out of.
Chapters of life roll by and with the turn of a page, things drastically change. In front of him is the opportunity to live on the surface. And the flimsy bridge that he has to cross. From an uncivil criminal to a disciplined soldier.
But life on the surface seems tougher amidst all the mockery, civilities, and the gaping hole left in his heart, after the demise of his dear friends Isabel and Farlan.
Content/Warnings
canon- compliant, canon-typical violence, spoilers for No Regrets OVA, descriptions of PTSD, grief, depression, heavy angst and themes, strong language, self-hate, physical assault.
Author’s Note
Hi guysss!!!
I'm sorry it's been soo long. But the next chapter is finally out!!
It's similar to the Trost fair chapter, if anyone remembers... but the scene is rewritten. And scene 2 and 3 are completely different! Also, if you find any grammatical errors please comment about it to let me know!
Song for this chapter is Seneca by Novo Amor.
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The streets are muddy, the clouds are gray, and Levi shakes off the muck from his boots as he stands in front of Mae's door.It's been a minute since he's been knocking on her door, and still there's been no answer.
His lips pull into a frown. As much as he hates to admit this, he likes to be welcomed by her jumping into his arms.
His fingers slide down to his pocket, bringing out the spare keys to her home that he always keeps. And he opens the door.
The walls have been repainted yellow. She's knitted colorful pillow covers to keep on the settee. His favorite books are all stacked on the shelf. And the kitchen is always stocked with all kinds of tea.
His gaze turns soft as he takes it all in. Mae has taken her sweet time to make her house theirs.
He climbs up the stairs, making his way to the bedroom.
The curtains are drawn close. And Mae sits on the bed, huddled in a thick blanket. Her face is almost red, and her eyes are dull, clearly unwell. The sight makes Levi freeze at the door frame.
"I knew it was you...," Mae beams with pride, her voice scratchy. "I could tell by your footsteps."
Her forehead is burning up, and it hurts to smile through the pain. But she's so ecstatic to see Levi, she can't help herself. "I want a kiss." Her lips shift into a cheeky grin, and she stretches her arms forward, towards him.
And Levi leans on the doorframe, meters away from her. Unsure of what to feel.
They've only kissed a few times before. But the thought still knocks the wind right out of his lungs.
"N-no, you are sick. Stay away from me." He somehow manages.
"Humanity's strongest can handle a little fever, can't he?" She teases.
"Tch.. y-you're so gross." He pivots and walks away. Only to come around a minute later. With his hands cleaned, and his clothes fresh.
"You're burning up." He scolds as he keeps her hand on her forehead. "How the hell did you end up like this?"
"The weather change-" she coughs.
"Ssh," he silences her off. "Don't talk, your voice is almost gone."
He goes back down again and comes up with some water in a bowl and a clean napkin. "How many times have I told you to not be so careless," His voice is almost angry, but Mae doesn't miss the concern woven in it. "And why didn't you write to me and let me know that you were unwell?"
The tray is set down on the nightstand. And he drags the chair from her work desk, to sit next to her.
"It's just been two days, and a letter takes a week to reach... I'm sure I would have been fine by then."
"Tch," Levi frowns. He dips the napkin into the bowl of water. Squeezing it out and putting it on her forehead. It's cooling, and Mae shuts her eyes close. Warmed by his love.
"Should I call a doctor?" He suggests, a few minutes later.
"Levi! I am a doctor..." she retorts.
"Well congratulations then Ms. Doctor, for falling ill." He grumbles, pissed. The space between his brows is crinkled, and he seems incredibly focused keeping a wet cloth on her forehead.
The relentlessness in his actions gives away his stress.
And Mae doesn't understand why he's getting so paranoid over this. It's a simple fever, that's all, nothing she hasn't had before.
It takes her a minute to realize that his mother died of sickness, too. And perhaps what is making him act this way are the wounds that have been left long forgotten.
Her face softens, and she places her hand over his lap.
"Take a breath Levi. I'm not going anywhere, anytime soon." Her hand lands on his, she gently squeezes it in reassurance.
And Levi's icy blue eyes widen for a millisecond, before he catches himself. Then he grunts, pressing his lips into an unamused line.
"Try to sleep, instead of staring at me," grumbles. He grabs her shoulders as he helps her lay on her back. Then he tucks her in the blanket, for good measure
"You're not mad that I'm unwell, right? I know you're here to take a break... but I don't have anything prepared as I was sick yesterday too..."
"No shithead, why would I be?" he questions, as he blinks at her. There are words buried in his lips that are hesitant to come out. But somewhere down the line, he knows they'll make her feel better.
"I," his voice trails off. "I-I'm glad t-that I'm here and you're not alone, having to take care of yourself."
And Mae's eyes light up. She's blessed indeed, to have someone as wonderful as him next to her.
Her fingers interlock with his, as he sits on the bed, next to her.
"Baby," she sighs. Tempted to bring his hand to her lips and peck it.
"Tch, is that your way of calling me short," Levi's face turns serious all of a sudden, and he raises a brow.
"What noo!" she exclaims, "Raz found herself a guy, and he calls her baby."
"That's such an uncommon thing to call your partner, is he a pedophile or something?"
Laughter escapes past Mae's throat at that. Trust Levi to make the cutest things dark. And then she starts coughing.
He turns her to the side, and starts rubbing her back.
"But isn't it cute." she pouts.
"Tch," Levi clicks his tongue in disdain.
"But Leviii, " Mae huffs, her brown eyes sparkle playfully. " I don't want to be 'brat' anymore, I want to be 'baby'."
"Well unfortunately for me you are a brat and a whiny baby as well." Levi smirks.
"I knew you weren't going to give in to this, which is why I'll find cute nicknames for you instead!"
She ponders for a minute.
"Sweet cake?"
He frowns.
"Okay Mr.Frown Face, how about buttercup then?"
"You're horrible at this" he blinks.
Thunder cackles and raindrops run down the window like tiny rivers. The overcast sky dims the room further. The sound of rain fills up the space, but the dreary weather doesn't dull the mood.
And when Levi places the napkin on Mae's forehead again, her heart races.
"Cupcake?"
"Ew."
"Pudding?"
"Not at all."
"Sugar Plum."
"Mae," Levi sighs, exasperated and partially embarrassed. "I'm an army officer who has killed hundreds of titans with ease. I'm Humanity's Strongest for god sake!"
And Mae sports a toothy, teasing smile. Fully knowing she's the only one who can get away with this. "But... but you were Humanity's Cutest before you were Humanity's Strongest."
And Levi looks back at her. Turning pink and ridden speechless.
"Okay how about pumpkin pie then?"
"I'm not the menu card of the bakery you dream of opening in the future."
"But all my desserts will be inspired by you and you only."
And Levi tries his best to act annoyed. But she has flustered him too much now, much against his own wishes.
He decides that someday if they ever end up having kids, he'll never let Mae name them.
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Sunlight slips past the narrow gaps in the curtains, making the dim room a tad bit bright. The morning sun rises past the trees, making the world get up from its slumber.
And the first thing Mae sees when her eyes open is Levi.
He's on the chair next to her, fanning her body.
Sitting exactly where he was, before she drifted to sleep.
And slowly the clogs in her brain start spinning.
"Levi," she gasps, almost horrified. "Did you not sleep at all?"
"I'm alright..." he mutters, but there's a softness in his gaze. "You're doing so much better now, I guess the wet cloth helped."
Surprisingly, he's not grumpy after not sleeping the entire night. Instead there's a tiny smile playing on his lips. He's happy she's gotten better.
"If you're feeling good, I'll do the other chores then." He says after a few minutes.
And Mae sits up at that, propping herself on her elbows. "I'll help too, my fever is almost gone-"
"No, you rest," he shushes her off by keeping his hand on her forehead. "Take it easy today."
And truly, Levi doesn't let her lift a finger.
He mops the floor. Cleans the cobwebs on the ceilings. Dusts the shelves.
And Mae watches, stuck to her bed.
Now he's sitting on the carpet, with his back to her. Folding all the freshly laundered clothes.
Guilt gnaws at the bottom of her stomach. He's stepping out for a mission the day after tomorrow. And yet she's making him work so much.
It's him who deserves rest, not her.
"I'm sorry for making you do all of this." her voice comes out timid. Still hoarse from the cough that has accumulated in her throat .
His actions pause, and he thinks for a moment, before answering. "Actually I like it... Makes me think of the type of life we would have if the titans didn't exist...Just the two of us, living together."
And Mae doesn't see the smile on his face as he stares down at the pile of clothes. She thinks it lies he's spouting to make her feel better. After all, who likes doing household chores... she hates them for sure.
And so she gets up from her bed, determined to help. But the mirror attached to the adjacent wall makes her stop in her tracks.
A frown forms as she catches her reflection in the mirror.
Her hair is oily and matted against her scalp. And she's not as toned as Levi in any way. Her thighs touch and her belly is not flat. Insecurities crawl underneath her skin.
"Why don't you date someone like Petra?" She asks, thinking out loud.
"Mae." Levi swivels around to see her. "She's not even an adult. How could you think something like that?" He speaks distastefully.
"But she'll grow up, you know... She's pretty, she's strong, and she's got a good body for sure."
Moisture wells up in her eyes. It's not just the guilt of him doing all the chores, it's something that has been troubling her for long.
And Levi sits baffled. He has no idea where this is coming from.
"It's so hard Levi... dating long distance," she sniffs. Her gaze still doesn't come off from the mirror in front of her. As she stands, so obsessed with finding faults in her. "You would be better off dating someone who's in the Corps. That way they'll at least be there for you when you need them, they can help you with all your work, and every message won't take a week to get delivered."
And Levi is on his feet in an instant. His arms reach out to her, and he pulls her into a hug
"Is it becoming too hard for you? Do you want to end it?" he whispers, masking his own heartbreak at the thought.
"It's hard," she ruminates. "But that's not the problem... The problem is that you deserve better." Her voice breaks, and another tear slips past her eye.
Because she sees all the women in town gawk about Humanity's Strongest and how attractive he must be. And she sees all the children that find their hero in him. She's nothing in comparison.
And one day she does hope to be slightly successful. With her own clinic, and a few regular patients. But for now she's just some doctor at a hospital in town. And her dreams seem so far-fetched.
"Look at me Levi... I'm not the best doctor, I'm not the smartest, and I'm not the prettiest... And you're Humanity's Strongest... Don't you see it? You can do so much better than me."
Their gaze meets in the mirror. And Levi stands stumped as he sees how moist her have turned moist.
He's never compared her with any other person he's met.
"But don't you see it?" He questions as if he's stating out the obvious. "You're the closest thing I have to normalcy." And normal sounds so wonderful to him. She doesn't have to be any more capable, or beautiful, she just has to be.
Of course there must be people who are better than her in many ways. But comfort, warmth, home, these are all words he only attaches to her.
His finger reaches below her chin, and he turns her face away from the mirror. Making her look at him. "You're more than your looks Mae, and you're more than your career... I hope you know that."
And she closes her eyes, as he presses a kiss on the top of her head.
"C-can I sit next to you while you fold those clothes?"
"Yes."
"I-I thought y-you were mad at me":
"Why would I be mad, silly?" He says as he ruffles her hair, making it a bigger mess.
"Don't let such crappy thoughts stuff up your head." He flicks her forehead.
The next morning Mae wakes up feeling much better. Her throat still feels sore, and a mild headache still troubles . But there is peace in her heart and Levi in her arms.
That's all that matters.
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The night is young, and Mae and Levi have returned back home from their impromptu dinner date.
The curtains are drawn shut. The hearth is warm, cackling with fire. And Mae sits on the bed, changed into something more comfortable.
She was feeling better, and she really wanted to treat Levi to a good meal, before he leaves tomorrow morning.
Next to her bed is the sketch of her and Levi that she got at the Trost Fair. With her smile so big, it makes her eyes squint. Levi obviously sits with his poker face, and his arms crossed in front of him. But Mae loves the way the painter has colored his cheeks and the tips of his ear, slightly red.
A few minutes pass by, and the gears of the bathroom door shift into place.
The door is nudged open, and Levi slips inside. Fresh from his bath. With his inky wet hair clinging on to his face, and pearls of water still dripping down them.
Mae places the sketch in her hands, on the nightstand and withdraws a bottle of essential oil from the drawer. She raises a brow, slightly shaking the bottle as she gestures to levi.
And Levi feigns a sigh as he ambles over to her, and sits in front of her. With his back to her chest, and his butt positioned in between her legs.
She takes the towel that rests on his shoulder, and gently rubs it on his head. To dry his hair that is still dripping wet.
Mae likes to do all these small things for him, from buttoning the shirt he wears to tying the cravat around his neck. It makes her happy. Like she's being of some help to him.
"Are you using all the oils and seasonings I gave you?" She asks as she tosses the towel aside, and picks up the bottle of oil kept on her nightstand.
She pours some of the essential oil onto her palms Then she slides her oil-slathered fingers through his hair strands
"I try to," Levi mumbles, and his eyes flutter close, as he feels her fingers work their way through his scalp. "Tch, my hair is greasy again now... I hate this so much."
"Levi this is expensive, and Lavender really helps in aiding sleep, so you better shut up and follow the routine I have set for you." She speaks with seriousness. "And you take a shower like 5 times a day anyways."
And Levi knows the only say he has in this matter, is to complain, and then comply. So he closes his eyes, and enjoys the sensation of her fingers running through his hair.
And Mae feels sentimental too. She wants to make time pause.
Because when the sun rises tomorrow morning, Levi will be far away from her. Outside the walls. It's a feeling that she's still not used to. Of not knowing whether this moment she's spending with him will be their last together.
"Levi..." she calls out. "You remember the day when you became Humanity's Strongest... back when I was working in the Survey Corps? ... You came back injured and I was treating you."
Levi hums, in correspondence.
"That day Petra told me, that you fight as if you have nothing to lose.... But now that we're together. Does that change anything? Does that mean that you have something you are scared to lose?"
The question renders Levi quiet for some minutes. Or maybe it's that he knows the answer fully well, but he is just hesitant.
He drums his fingers on to his chin, and after some serious contemplation, he finally answers."You are i-important to me Mae, but you aren't more important than humanity... And I do have something to lose now, but I can't let that change the way I fight.. Because if I start fighting like a person who is scared to lose what he has, then humanity might lose as well, and that is something that everyone fears."
It's the bitter truth, the pill that's hard to swallow. She's fallen in love with a man, who will always keep his duties first.
She slides her arms around his chest, and pulls him closer. His back presses her chest, and she rests her chin on his shoulder. "That's the right decision. After all, I'm just a person."
Her fingers graze across his bare chest, caressing all the scars his battles have given him. The moment is delicate yet heavy with emotions.
And Mae decides that it's time to release the feelings that have consumed her heart since forever.
"I love you Levi." The words are tender, like a kiss on his nape.
He doesn't have to say it back.
He doesn't even have to turn his head and look at her.
Because love is the softness in his eyes when he looks at her. And the sweetness in his emotions when he comes home to her.
And Levi closes his eyes as he relishes the moment. It feels safe here in her arms, like no force in this world can harm him. And for once he doesn't hide the red that settles on his cheek.
"Thank you..." he speaks with a certain heaviness.And a sigh escapes his mouth, as he realizes that his weekend getaway is close to an end. Just a few hours from now he'll be outside the walls
Sometimes he fantasizes about what it would be like if he wasn't in the Survey Corps. Just him and her, living their life as a simple couple.
To divide all the household chores, and cook meals together. To go on dates on the weekend, and to bicker like a couple. Marry her, after a few years and maybe have little versions of him and her run around the house.
It's a far fetched dream, but Levi can't help but indulge in the thought for a couple of minutes.
The Survey Corps, the title of Humanity's Strongest, and the titans outside the walls. He wants to run away from it all. He's strong and no one would be able to track him down.
But the guilt in his mind would haunt him forever.
And it's indeed a curse that such exceptional strength and skill lands on his shoulders. And he wields the responsibilities as Humanity's Strongest soldier. He can't let all the people that look up to him down.
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The weather is dreary today. Heavy gray clouds loom over the sky, like a blanket. And occasional drops of rain fall to the ground. In a light drizzle.
Not many people line the streets, but there's still a small crowd. And they watch wide eyed, as the Survey Corps trot with their horses. Dawned in their olive capes.
Mae stands in the crowd as well, lost . Her height doesn't help much at all. And she tries balancing on her toes, tipping left and right, in the push of the crowd.
"ERWIN DANCHOU, WIN BACK WHAT HUMANITY HAS LOST." Loud cheers erupt.
"LEVI HEICHOU KILL ALL THE TITANS FOR US." The crowd raves, and Mae stands on the sidelines.
Moisture settles in the corner of her eyes as she looks at him longingly.
How can she ask him to not go when everyone is counting on him?
How can she ask him to stop, when he is leaving to serve all of humanity?
She thought this would get easier as the time passed by, but nope.
It's a feeling she still hasn't gotten used to.
Fleetingly, his eyes meet hers. He sees the way they glow, heavy with tears and the way her lips tremble. His gaze softens, almost caressing her with the way he's looking.
He flashes her a small smile, his gaze flickering to the gate and then back to her. To anyone, the action is hardly noticeable, but Mae gets his message loud and clear.
Let me go, will you? He says to her.
The tear caged in her eye falls freely. Her hand flies up and she bears a shaky smile as she waves at him.
The moment is short-lived but etched forever in his heart.
This chapter may feel like a filler chapter, but I just wanted to talk about how Levi and Mae's relationship is now that they are long distance. And how they are in a relationship as well (before I start getting to the actual AOT plot lol)
It's been a few months now, so Levi is more comfortable initiating physical touch.
I hope their character growth is noticeable, because it isn;t really obvious.
Mae says I love you but doesn't expect it back, and Levi doesn't say it back. That's something that would have crushed Chapter 18 Mae. But now Mae feels secure.
Its kind of rushed but Levi and Mae have grown, understanding each others imperfections better. Mae is more secure, she doesn't need Levi reminding her that he needs her again and again, because she sees his effort
And Levi too is trying to communicate his feelings even though they make him feel weak and vulnerable. (Him saying he's glad he's here). And he's trying to be sweeter when Mae needs sweetness (telling Mae that she's more than her looks and her career).
Let me know your views on the chapter!
As always constructive criticism is also welcomed!
To all the people who keep up with this fic despite all the irregular and late uploads, I am very very grateful to have you! <3
I will see you again with the next chapter! And HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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STORY LURES KIDS TO NEW LEGO LINE\ THE TOYMAKER HOPES AN UNFOLDING STORY WILL LURE BOYS TO BIONICLE TOYS.
BY KRISSAH WILLIAMS The Washington Post Oct 28, 2001
Late last year, five Danish toy designers began to weave a tale of good and evil, creating the kind of heroes and bad guys that American boys love. They used the standard formula: exotic names, special powers, an unknown land.
They added easy-to-build action figures, trading cards, T-shirts, comic books and a soundtrack, as well as Internet, computer and video games. All to tell the story of Lego's Bionicle, which they hope will be the next cool toy line. Their plan is to create a popular story that reveals itself slowly, adding characters to keep the kids coming back for more, with toys cheap enough that parents keep buying.Bionicles also are the featured boys' toys in McDonalds Happy Meals through Sept. 27.
The toymaker is spending $15 million to get the word out about Bionicle, making it the biggest U.S. toy launch ever for the determinedly traditional 67-year-old company known for its classic plastic bricks.
Like much of the toy industry, Lego is financially ailing as more American boys ignore traditional toys in favor of video and computer games and television. Lego, the third-largest toy company in the United States behind Mattel Inc. and Hasbro Inc., lost money in 1998 and again last year, its only losses in decades. The company has watched revenue stall at about $1 billion.
To attract the been-there, done-that generation of American boys, Lego's designers and marketers are trying their darnedest to be cool, even aloof, almost teasing kids to get their attention.
In December, the first bit of information about Bionicle (from ``biological' and ``chronicle') was revealed on the company's Web site: ``Once a paradise, Mata Nui has become a place of darkness and fear, ruled by the deadly Makuta. Now six mighty heroes, the Toa, have come to gather the masks of power and challenge the Makuta. Explore the island ... learn the legends ... and begin to solve the mystery of Bionicle.'
It stopped there. But Lego's marketers hoped youngsters would be salivating for more.
About once a month, new chapters are added to the Web site, along with information about characters and the special masks. This summer, Lego mailed 1 million free comic books to Lego club members, giving details not available on the Web site.
In May and June, the Toa (hero) and Turaga (villager) building toys were released in the United States. The futuristic-looking figures stand about 7 inches tall and are assembled from plastic pieces that snap together Lego-style. The figures cost $2.99 to $6.99, although more-complex remote-control-operated figures will be priced as high as $69.99.
Now, information has been revealed about the bad guys, called Rahi, and other twists and turns are promised.
The Bionicle launch is based on the viral marketing strategy, which is the rage among manufacturers hoping to appeal to fad-prone American children and teens. Viral marketing works to create a buzz one customer at a time rather than relying on mass advertisements such as television commercials.
Lego's idea: Interest one kid in the Bionicle story, and that child will tell another and another. To find those kids, Lego sent out six sport-utility vehicles, each painted with one of the superheroes.
``In early June, 50 kids came up to the truck; just a few knew about Bionicle,' Gillespie said. ``Now, they are pulling up to places and kids are jumping in to tell the other kids about it.'
Seven-year-old Lucas McCoy, who has dropped Pokemon cards in favor of Bionicle, rambles on whimsically about the story line, the music and Mata Nui-Lego's online game, where players see from the perspective of Toa (the heroes) and try to save the island.
Taking a break from play with his Toa figures, Lucas, who lives in Bedford, Texas, talks nonstop for 20 minutes, pausing only to breathe. ``It was the time before time, when the world was new. There was this bad spirit that sent a spell on Mata Nui to sleep ... and I think their most greatest fear is sleep. It made these infected masks, and Makuta is the stone - well, I think Makuta is like a dinosaur.'
The characters' weapons (tools, in Lego's lingo), which include a pitchfork and a spear, don't seem to bother the parents.
Lucas's mom, Maria McCoy, said she and her husband play with their son and can ``see his little mind working.' His focus is on building, not violence, she said. ``It brings out his imaginative self.'
On the other hand, the Bionicle tie-in with a broad range of products can increase the pester pressure from kids, parents say. For instance, to see the paradise island before the darkness descended upon it, kids need the Nintendo Game Boy's Bionicle game, which sells for $39.99. To access screen savers and pictures on the Bionicle Web site, kids need to buy the Bionicle characters and access the codes on the toy canisters.
McCoy said she has kept a lid on Lucas's desire to buy all the products by insisting he use his allowance. ``He gets an allowance, and he can buy what he wants with it. I tell him, 'If you save your money, you can get the more pricey things,' ' McCoy said.
Traffic on Web sites and at toys stores indicates boys, teenage guys and longtime Lego fans are the biggest buyers of Bionicle. Lego officials say sales have surpassed their expectations, but they decline to release figures.
The toy's official Web site had almost 2 million hits in July. Bionicle fans also have responded to the company's create-your-own-site contest. Yahoo lists thousands of sites mentioning the toy line.
But Lego's leap away from its classic plastic brick sets hasn't won everybody over.
Spencer Tibbs, 12, of Warrenton, Va., said he can be more creative with older Lego sets, which he uses to build his own creations, such as a replica of his mom's office. He doesn't like sets that require directions.
``I should be more into that stuff (Bionicle), but I like the older stuff,' he said.
For Lego, the big question is: Are more American boys like Lucas McCoy or Spencer Tibbs?
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Chevalier 10 fall fluff
A/N: Getting an early jump on these requests! (The Fall Fluff Autumn Angst CCC runs Sept 15 - Nov 15)
Thank you anon for the request!
Chevalier x f!reader
Word Count: 1247
It had taken so much planning on your part, but as you hurry back towards the palace over cobblestones slick with rain, you know it was worth every single agonizing minute. Even the sudden fall drizzle with its tiny cold darts of water doesn’t dampen the glow inside your heart. Because you have managed to do something impossible. You have found a book Chevalier wants….and has not read.
As you zig-zag your way around puddles, you remember the evening a few weeks ago.
You were curled up on his lap, reading aloud from a list of book recommendations sent by a professor friend you had remained in touch with since moving into the palace. Chevalier’s arresting blue eyes were on his own novel, listening with as much attention to your reading as he was to his own story, a skill that at first had seemed like some kind of black magic but was, in fact, just the magic of Chevalier and his incredible mind.
He murmured acknowledgments as you read the list out loud, his expression never changing. ….Until you mentioned the final book, a rare novel from the Northernmost region of the Jade Empire. At its name, he had raised his gaze from the pages of his own story to glance at the letter.
“I’ve never read that,” he murmured, his expression almost thoughtful.
Surprise caused you to look up. It was a rare book indeed that had not yet crossed Chevalier Michel’s path.
“Do you want to?”
He adjusted you slightly in his lap, his arm holding you securely to him as one shoulder lifted in an elegant shrug.
“I wouldn’t reject it if it appeared in my bookshelf someday.” He returned his gaze to his book and you found yourself fighting back a grin. He wanted to read it. That singular piece of information started a roaring fire inside your heart. Come hell or highwater, you would not rest until you got him that book.
Weeks of correspondence, of charming and cajoling Clavis to help you, of promising palace visits and donations and one very desperate letter to Prince Keith had finally paid off. A copy of the book had arrived at the bookshop where you formerly worked, wrapped protectively in the finest black velvet, like a queen’s favorite jewel.
This is the package you clutch so tightly to your chest as you hurry onto palace grounds, your boots squelching with every step. A few words with a passing servant direct you to Chevalier’s study. You burst through the wide, white doors, dripping with rain and excitement.
“I have something for you!”
Your words are breathless with the pace you set to get there and the anticipation of the look on his face. Chevalier pauses his writing, carefully laying down his feathered quill. You are one of the very few people allowed to interrupt him when he is working. He shifts his long limbs, turning to face you. You are bright-eyed and soaking wet and holding something so tightly in your hands, your knuckles are white. You’re also starting to shiver, a fact that you yourself are not even aware of.
He rises from his chair, long legs taking him to you in a matter of seconds.
“It is autumn now. Only a simpleton would be caught in the rain and not seek a fire immediately.” He reaches out, taking your elbow and roughly begins guiding you out of the study.
“But Chevalier-” You leave a trail of tiny puddles in your wake as he firmly leads you out of his study and to the main salon, with its plush furniture and most importantly, large fireplace.
At this hour, most of the other princes are either out or conducting business over drinks. The salon is empty when you both enter. The warmth of the room wraps itself around you, the heat a shock to your cold skin.
“Chev-” You try again, wanting so desperately for him to open the treasure you have procured. But he ignores his name on your lips, his expression etched with annoyance as he deftly removes your wet cloak.
“You are soaked. How foolish.” He takes your arm and pulls you with a bit more finesse closer to the fireplace where a generous fire is crackling, tiny sparks twinkling like fiery stars as they rise and then fade away.
Your cloak soaked in most of the water but he still undoes the hooks of your corseted vest, tossing it aside. A shiver runs through you, not entirely from the cold. His hands start at your shoulders, surprisingly gentle as they run down your arms, feeling the sleeves of your blouse, fingers touching your bare skin when he gets to your wrists and your hands, still clutching the velvet-wrapped gift.
“Put that thing down. You’re still chilled.”
Frustration bubbles up inside you like the fizz of champagne. You step away from his touch, eyes narrowed.
“Would you just take a look at-”
“Not until you are warm.”
Frustration dips, overrun by a wave of genuine anger.
“It’s ‘The Death of King Arthur’,’” you snap at him. He stops, taken by surprise. Whatever he was expecting you to say, that was certainly not it. You move toward him again, holding the package out. “First edition.”
His eyes, frostfire in the warm light of the flames, move from you to the velvet in your shaking hands. He reaches out, taking it from you and you feel your anger begin to ebb. There, now he has heard what it is. He’ll probably want to unwrap it immediately and dive into the book right away. The thought makes you smile to yourself.
Your lips part in surprise as he turns, setting the unopened parcel down on the couch. He steps toward you and reaches out, taking your hands in his. Despite the warmth of the fire, they still feel cold, tense from the way they had been gripping his present from the moment it was handed over to you til now.
He wraps his long, elegant fingers around yours and begins rubbing your hands between his. His touch sends warmth through you in a way that no flame could ever match.
“But….the book. Don’t you want to read it?” Your voice is small, pin-pricked with uncertainty. You were sure he would immediately dive in, no matter what.
He continues to rub your hands between his, his gaze now meeting yours. What you see in them stops the very air in your lungs and quickens the rhythm of your heart: love the breadth of the sky, the depth of the sea; eternity in the sapphire of his eyes.
“We’ll read it together. After you are properly warmed.” His voice is softer now, much like his touch. He lifts both of your hands to his lips, dropping his head down to place an endearingly awkward kiss on the place they meet. You exhale, a dreamer living out the sweetest of dreams. He raises his head to see your smile and the world fills with light when he returns it, a sight that is yours and only yours.
You lean in, stepping as close to him as your joined hands will let you, your chin tilted up to look into his eyes, as blue and radiant as the wings of a blue Morpho butterfly.
“Well, Prince Chevalier….” You rise onto your toes, pressing an inviting kiss to his lips, “Properly warm me then.”
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Hello.
What are your thoughts on Rhaenyra & Alicent's "friendship"?
Mine are that I think that Alicent doesn't really like Rhaenyra.., maybe Otto asked Alicent to become friends with Rhaenyra so (s)he could spy on Rhaenyra and learn more about her,. that's why Alicent was asking Rhaenyra questions about her fatherViserys and a supposed son and her position on the throne.
I think Alicent and Rhaenyra are friends. However, Alicent is more aware of what their roles in society are.
Alicent is the daughter of a second son of a noble house. As far as we know, she is not close to her father or her uncle, who is the head of her house. Her father is the Hand of the King sure, but that’s not hereditary and Viserys would be able to strip that easily if he wanted to. Her father only seems to care about her when it comes to how he can use her. He notes her fingers, but only because it makes her less attractive. Even though they laughed about Rhaenyra ripping the page out of the book, you know who would be the one to get in trouble? Probably her.
Rhaenyra is a princess (even before she was made her father’s heir). Both her parents seem (seemed on Aemma’s case) to love her. She has an uncle who takes an interest in her (even if it’s in a gross way). Regardless of what happens she will be a princess, even if she weren’t the heir. She is the Realm’s Delight. She’s considered to be very attractive (gross because she’s 14-15). The only time we see anyone get mad at her is when she physically put herself in danger, but that’s partially because her father is actually concerned with her well-being.
While Alicent and Rhaenyra are friends, Alicent has little to no agency in the friendship. We don’t see them really doing anything that Alicent enjoys unless it’s for Rhaenyra’s sake (going to the sept to let Rhaenyra mourn her mother and studying for when the septa quiz’s Rhaenyra). Rhaenyra has not acknowledged Alicent’s nail biting/picking at all (that stuff is noticeable because I did that and my friends would remind me not to or as what was stressing me). There is a power imbalance in their friendship that I think the show is sort of exploring, but we will see in the coming episodes.
There’s also the fact that Rhaenyra (because of her privilege) is able to be more vocal in her opinions and because of the way her parents raised her, she feels like she can express them without any real repercussions (Otto was the one to dismiss her and the lack of communication with her father was born out of grief on both ends).
Alicent seemingly has no support in terms of her father and doesn’t seem to have the emotional strength to stand against him or his wishes. She had some quiet moments of rebellion by encouraging Viserys and Rhaenyra to talk to each other and even having a conversation within earshot of Criston Cole (whom she knew Rhaenyra had a slight fascination with).
Alicent is a higher rank than a butcher’s boy, but remember when Mycah got in trouble for accidentally hurting Arya? Do you remember what he said? “She asked me to, my Lord. She asked me to.” Even though he said asked, he couldn’t really say no to his lord’s daughter, especially when we already have evidence of Arya getting straight up mean when she doesn’t get her way (she’s a child, many children get mean with things don’t go their way). Part of Arya’s journey in ASOIAF (less so with the show because they diverted from her storyline drastically) is understanding her privilege as a lady (despite her not wanting to be a proper lady). She benefits from the system, just not the patriarchy.
Alicent has no agency and if there is a time skip and we get no actual fallout of the betrothal and marriage, we are left with Rhaenyra walking away from her friend who looked visibly uncomfortable, picking at her fingers (again, Rhaenyra is never shown actually noticing Alicent harming herself to the point of bleeding). Rhaenyra shuts down communication when she is upset, which means Alicent might never have been allowed to defend herself or her lack of agency in deciding the betrothal.
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My Margaery Tyrell Playlist
and why I chose each song
1. Money, Money, Money — ABBA
“If In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man”
tyrell ambition. 2nd richest family in westeros. that is all.
2. King— Florence + The Machine
“I am no mother,
I am no bride,
I am King.”
I want to be THE queen type of beat.
3. Girls— MARINA
“Is there any possibility
You'll quit gossiping about me
To hide your insecurities
All you say is "blah, blah”’
Margaery @ Cersei [and it’s the truth.]
4. Under Attack— ABBA
“Under attack, I'm being taken
About to crack, defenses breaking
Won't somebody see and save a heart?
Come and rescue me now 'cause I'm falling apart”
Margaery when the High Sparrow takes over. [or in show canon when the Sept is blown up.]
5. I’ve Had Enough— Melina KB
“If you're so mature now
Then I think it's time you grow up
Admit you did it
We all know you did it
And yet you still gaslight me up”
We all know you blew up the sept, Cersei… This works in book canon too as a Margaery v Cersei song anyway.
6. Monarchy of Roses — Red Hot Chili Peppers
“Several of my best friends wear
The colors of the crown”
Do I even need to explain this?
7. She’s A Rainbow— The Rolling Stones
“Have you seen her dressed in blue?
See the sky in front of you
And her face is like a sail
Speck of white so fair and pale
Have you seen a lady fairer?
…
Have you seen her all in gold?
Like a queen in days of old
She shoots her colours all around
Like a sunset going down
Have you seen a lady fairer?”
These are all colors show Margaery wears. Even though she really should’ve been wearing GREEN
8. Spider in the Roses— Sonia Leigh + Daphne Willis
“Don't get to close too that garden that she's growing
Yeah, there's a spider in the roses
She's so beautiful, yeah and she knows it
But there's a spider in the roses”
She was raised with help from the Queen of Thorns, after all.
9. She Had the World— Panic! At The Disco
“I don't love you I'm just passing the time
You could love me if I knew how to lie
But who could love me?
I am out of my mind”
Margaery & all of her pretender king husbands.
10. Daniel In The Den— Bastille
“And you thought the lions were bad
Well they tried to kill my brothers
And for every king that died
Oh they would crown another”
The Lannisters are out for Tyrell blood. In show canon Cersei DID in fact kill Margaery’s brother
11. Killer Queen— Queen
“She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime”
Everyone loves the Rose of Highgarden. Except Cersei
12. Homewrecker— MARINA
“Every boyfriend is the one
Until otherwise proven
The good are never easy
The easy never good
And loving never happens
Like you think it really should”
Margaery @ Joffrey
13. Power & Control— MARINA
“Power and control
I'm gonna make you fall”
Once again: I want to be THE Queen.
14. Liquid Smooth— Mitski
“I'm liquid smooth, come touch me, too
And feel my skin is plump and full of life
I'm in my prime
I'm liquid smooth, come touch me, too
I'm at my highest peak, I'm ripe
About to fall, capture me”
The Tyrell’s fall from grace.
15. Valentine, Texas— Mitski
“Who will I be tonight?
Who will I become tonight?”
I feel like Margaery always adjusts to who’s around / who she has to please. It’s why she’s such a good player in the Game of Thrones.
16. The Other Woman— Lana Del Rey
“The other woman is perfect where her rival fails”
In my opinion Margaery is the perfect foil to Cersei. I will totally make a post about this.
17. She Wolf— Shakira
“Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it
Starting to feel just a little abused
Like a coffee machine in an office (aaa)
So I’m gonna go somewhere closer
To get me a lover and tell you about it…”
Margaery in all her loveless marriages. But also, Margaery in my crackship head canon. Margaery x Jon. Get it? Wolf? Stark????
18. Backstabber— Kesha
“That you have got a set of loose lips
Twisting stories, all because you're jealous
Now I know exactly what you're all about (what you're all about)
This is what you're all about
Girl, you're such a backstabber (stabber)”
This is just a giant @ Cersei imo.
19. Holding Out for a Hero— Frou Frou
“I need a hero (hero)
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life”
This version to me very much says I DONT need a hero I’m badass on my own
20. Oh No!— MARINA
“I know exactly what I want and who I want to be
I know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine
I'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy”
Once again: Tyrell ambitions!!
21. Kiss from a Rose— Seal
“And now that your rose is in bloom.
A light hits the gloom
On the gray”
Doesn’t need an explanation
22. Seventeen— MARINA
“You'll never find out what happened
The day I turned seventeen
The rise of a king and the fall of a queen, oh
Seventeen (Seventeen)”
Margaery’s rise to power in a nutshell
23. Cassandra— ABBA
“Sorry Cassandra, I didn't believe
You really had the power
I only saw it as dreams you would weave
Until the final hour”
Listen to the whole song. Lots of Tyrell imagery.
24. Babooshka— Kate Bush
“She wanted to test her husband
She knew exactly what to do
A pseudonym
To fool him
She couldn't have made a worst move”
Poor Margaery constantly in loveless marriages.
25. Cassandra— Florence + The Machine
“Well, can you see me? I cannot see you
Everything I thought I knew has fallen out of view
In this blindness I'm condemned to
Well, can you hear me? I cannot hear you
Every song I thought I knew, I've been deafened to
And there's no one left to sing to”
Sparrow era Margaery losing hope.
26. Head Over Heels— ABBA
“I have a very good friend
The kind of girl who likes to follow a trend
She has a personal style
Some people like it, others tend to go wild
You hear her voice everywhere
Taking the chair
She's a leading lady”
Cersei loosing her shit over Reach fashion. Also, whole song reminds me of Margaery. A powerful woman paving the way.
27. Sharks— Imagine Dragons
“You think you're better than them
Better than them
You think they're really your friends
Really your friends
But when it comes to the end
To the end
You're just the same as them
Same as them
So let it go, let it go
That's the way that it goes
First you're in, then you're out
Everybody knows
You're hot, then you're cold
You're a light in the dark
Just you wait and you'll see
That you're swimmin' with sharks”
Margaery’s complex relationship with Lannisters/Royals. This can work for Alicent Hightower too.
28. The Wedding List— Kate Bush
“No, I'll never give the hunt up, and I won't muck it up
Somehow this is it, I knew, maybe fate wants you dead too
We've come together in the very same room, and I'm coming for you”
The Purple Wedding.
29. Holding Out for a Hero— Bonnie Tyler
I already have another version of this song here, but the original gives me ‘I DONT need to be saved, but true love might still be nice…’
30. Mary on a Cross— Ghost
“You go down just like Holy Mary
Mary on a, Mary on a cross
Your beauty never really scared me
Mary on a, Mary on a cross”
Ignore the fact that this song is actually about getting head but… Mother on a, seven pointed star…. Sparrow Margaery.
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Yoga therapy is not physical therapy. It is a way of becoming present to the experience of the body and mind, a philosophy and an attitude. Through yoga therapy, pain can be interpreted differently. One’s attitude towards the body and its functions and abilities moves towards curiosity and acceptance along with mastery on the subtle level. There are physical and health benefits to the practice of yoga therapy, but ultimately one’s destination is beyond the body, beyond death, into the eternal Divine. 🌳 We have a YIN YOGA PRACTICE INTENSIVE coming April 21-25 at the Woodstock, NY Yoga House. We have monthly training at the Yoga house. Check them out below and in the website. Learn how to heal yourself and others. Click the link in my bio! 🙏🏻❤️ . Trainings @scienceofselfyoga ALL WELCOME 🌳 Yin Yoga Intensive : April 21-25 Woodstock NY 🌳 Yin Yoga TT with Adjustments : Woodstock : June 15-19, 2023 🌳 Meridian Yoga Technique Level 1 : Portugal : July 1-8, 2023 @cocoonportugal 🌳 SOS Advanced Yoga Teacher Training : July 22-29 (part 1) 🌳 MYT Yin Practice Intensive : Woodstock, NY : August 18-22 🌳 Meridian Yoga Technique Level 1 : Woodstock NY : Sept 22-25 💻 Yoga Sutra and Hatha Pradipika: ONLINE : October 21-22 and November 4-5 . VIDEO COURSES: (on the website) 💻 MYT 10hr Intro : self-paced Video version 💻 MYT Level 1: self-paced Video version . 📚 Books by Dr Vaughan are now on Amazon . 🆘 WEEKLY CLASSES : @scienceofselfyoga 💎WED 9:30-11 Vinyasa+Yin In-Person @spiritlab_yoga NYC - on hold until May 🎥 Youtube Yoga videos on “Science of Self Yoga” channel . #yoga #meridians #emotions #acupressure #chakras #energy #fitness #health #divine https://www.instagram.com/p/CqYPpR_gIkP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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I posted 3,085 times in 2022
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Untitled Round-Robin Story, Part 3
In the universe that The Royal Romance/Heir fan fiction inhabits, the people are represented by two not necessarily separate yet equally important groups: The Writers, who come up with these fantastical stories, and The Readers, who eagerly consume them. One writer, @sirbeepsalot , was struck with inspiration and came up with the idea of a round-robin story based on The Royal Romance/Heir.
This is that story.
Catch up here.
Book: The Royal Romance/Heir
Pairings: currently unknown
This part includes this week’s Wacky Drabbles prompt, in bold below.
The character X, from Part 1, is now identified here as Olivia
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Sitting in her Study going over details for the upcoming party, The Queen rubs her fingers over her tired eyes, as the colors and words swirl together, she’s been at this for hours trying to make it the best one yet. Placing her hands on the desk and with a heavy sigh she gets up and walks over to the bar cart, pouring herself a glass of Lemon Mint water. Relishing in the coolness of the drink she collects herself and sits back at her desk picking up the paper with the details of what food to serve, when her eyes become blurry and her head spinning. Putting her head in her hands trying to center herself, trying to get up a rush of vertigo hits. “I Don’t feel so good” She falls to the floor with a heavy thud. Just then her office door swings open to reveal a shocked guard.
Writers Taglist: @sirbeepsalot @burnsoslow @kingliam2019 @thegreentwin @dcbbw @queenrileyrose @karahalloway @twinkleallnight @angelasscribbles
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Please comment below if you would like to be included in the list of writers, or readers, and haven’t yet done so.
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My Loves
Hi all: Just popping in to say hi and to let ya know that I will be on sporadically. I got approved for an apartment and will be moving in on the 15th of Sept. It will be bittersweet as I have lived in this house for 59 years as of yesterday the 28th of August. So it will be crunch time as I still have a lot of stuff to pack and clean. I know I have a MMM and a Fic to get out but it's there to be worked on inbetween everything. Might be just what I need for head clearing. So I'll be on and off til I get settled.
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I Know You're Out There Somewhere 2
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I Know You're Out There Somewhere
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My #1 post of 2022
Henry Cavill has been cast for an undisclosed role in 'LOKI' Season 2.
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6 of the Most Anticipated Sequels and Series Releases Coming Out This Fall
[via Book Riot]
It’s true that few feelings can match the anticipation of an upcoming release that people have been looking forward to, especially when it’s a sequel to a book or series they love. The 10 books listed below are novels that follow up beloved stories.
Less Is Lost (Arthur Less #2) by Andrew Sean Greer (Sept 20)
Kingdom of the Feared (Kingdom of the Wicked #3) by Kerri Maniscalco (Sept 27)
Soul of a Killer (Books & Biscuits Mystery #2) by Abby Collette (Oct 4)
The World We Make (The Great Cities #2) by N.K. Jemisin (Nov 1)
The Lost Metal (The Mistborn Saga #7) by Brandon Sanderson (Nov 15)
Heart of the Sun Warrior (The Celestial Kingdom Duology #2) by Sue Lynn Tan (Nov 15)
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Summer Trash Splashdown!
Today is the first day of Summer Trash Splash! We will be doing horrible things to our faves from Sep 5 to Sep 15 (and then usually wrapping them in blankets and hugs). Come check out our growing trash pile!
Here are the moldy orange peels and week-old newspapers we have thus far:
aftertastes by Lies_Unfurl (5k)
The Red Book didn't just contain the trigger words: it also had thorough accounts of all the many punishments that HYDRA inflicted upon the Winter Soldier. A not-insignificant amount of which involved food or drink.
While in Madripoor, Zemo sees a way to use scent and taste to draw out the Soldier he's certain still hides inside James.
bonding ritual(s) by cm (mumblemutter) (1.5k)
The one where Sam and Bucky bond in Europe.
For the squares: recreational function / public use, restraints, breeding
Bucky the dog by Neonbat (posting daily)
Bucky's life has never been his own. Pierce is his Uncle, his provider, his everything. A chance encounter one day calls everything into question, and after fate provides a chance at freedom, Bucky seizes it without hesitation.
But Bucky can't outrun his past forever, and soon it catches up. He will do whatever it takes to ensure Steve is safe and far away from his dark, cold world wrought with blood and violence.
en pointe by cm (mumblemutter) (6k)
Steve finds the man unconscious in the woods.
Or: The one where Steve is the Stomper and Sam is the Red Falcon.
For the squares: shrinkyclinks, Tony Stark, secret trigger phrase, brainwashing (free space)
etiquette for beginners by cm (mumblemutter) (3.5k)
The one where Sam inherits a Bucky from Zemo.
Things go about as well as expected, really.
For the squares: gaslighting, friend = handler, trade sex for x
Parts of a Whole by writerkenna (14k)
When he first receives the part, the Asset does not allot much time to examining it. He’s had many adaptations made to him, most reversed eventually when they do not function as they should. This is no different. In fact, this part is hidden, tucked away under clothes, and creates no obvious distraction during missions. The Asset he sees no cause to look for trouble with it when there is none.
He doesn’t give his attention to it until it starts to bleed.
or
HYDRA outfits their Asset with a vagina and uterus. Bucky has to deal with that fact.
sleepless nights by ghostlygun (2k)
Bucky gasps for air, tries to move, tries to break free but he can’t, and the other person – the Asset, the Soldier, it’s him – squeezes until it hurts so much that the edges of his vision start fading to black. A rush of memories hits him like another punch; he knows he has done this too, crushed his target’s windpipes until they screamed and gasped and went limp in his grip.
“Who do you belong to,” the Asset growls. It’s not a question.
Some Like it Hot by HaniTrash (3.5k)
Steve has been captured by HYDRA. The STRIKE team is having a fun time trying to break him.
sore spot by cm (mumblemutter) (2k)
The one where Sam gets taken by John.
For the squares: John Walker, no place is safe
Your Voice in my Head by thefilthiestpiglet (6k)
If someone cares about you deeply enough, you can hear snippets of their thoughts in your head. As a kid, Steve'd only ever heard his ma and Bucky.
So how come he still hears Bucky even now, when his best friend fell off a train 70 years ago?
More old take-out containers and used masks will be added to the trash pile until Sept 15. Come roll around in the dumpster with us!
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As you know, I’m peddling my book Seams a Bit Queer, which is on Amazon, and I wanted to talk a little bit about my outlining. As much as I troll fixyourwritinghabits, I do actually outline my original works. Specifically, most of these books are short and set over a very strict short time period such as a few days. Here is a blank outline for a holiday book I’m working on that takes place literally in two days.
Because part of the challenge I set for myself at the start of the summer was to release a book a month from Sept-Dec., I needed a formula. I decided that each book would be about 15-20K, take place over the course of just a few days or maybe a week, and be very easy reads/low conflict. I knew I wanted love stories and I felt, based on my history with fanfic, that if I built a little world I could be comfortable in that I could knock out about 7 chapters per book. Using that, I created the outline for my books that keeps me reigned in so I can continue to whip out the books.
This is a very demanding turnaround. I don’t know that I recommend it. The only reason I’m doing it is because I know I write very quickly and I wanted to challenge myself to see if it was possible for me to do this.
You can see in my outline that I have two ‘scenes’ per chapter, and each scene gets a location. I have a few set locations that I put on a picker wheel and randomize if I find myself stuck in the story. For example, if the wheel lands on the Coffee Shop for the next scene but they’re currently in someone’s apartment, I need to figure out how to get them to the coffee shop. It can be a great way to break up writers block.
I also need to know what time of day it is, and any specific tasks or hints that need to happen in that chapter.
I’m still suffering the plague- sore throat, wracking painful cough, no brains- so I’ve had to adjust my timeline a little. In theory, Vane Attraction would be coming out next week but that’s not going to happen now. It’s good when you’re doing these kinds of projects to remain flexible with yourself. Just because you have a deadline, doesn’t mean it’s set in stone. Hopefully, Vane Attraction will be out by the end of the month, and then Tate’s book (which is one of my favorites).PS: One day I’ll reply to messages, I promise, but gosh I’m sick so it’s probably bed for me right now.
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SAY OK US TOUR - JUL/AUG/SEPT 2024
We LOVE our annual US summer tours! We return to old familiar places and bring our music to new destinations as well. We enjoy the weather, family, and friends old and new, and celebrate everything we love about our home country. We’ll be playing tunes from our entire repertoire with a focus on the Say OK songs, but we’ll also be featuring some fresh material, as well as some fun new cover songs. Please do come check out a show and catch up with us…and the sweet kiddo! Send your friends, too!
Thursday, July 25, 2024
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
South Bowl
Time TBD
Saturday, July 27, 2024
Narrowsburg, New York
Clibanoff House Concert*
Details on request*
Sunday, July 28, 2024
Pittsfield, Massachusetts
Dottie's Coffee Lounge
10:00AM
Thursday, August 1, 2024
Grand Haven, Michigan
Lucy's
6:00PM
Friday, August 2, 2024
Ludington, Michigan
Ludington Bay Brewing Company
6:00PM
Thursday, August 8, 2024
Elk Rapids, Michigan
Pearl's New Orleans Kitchen
6:00PM
Friday, August 9, 2024
Boyne City, Michigan
Stroll the Streets
6:00PM
Saturday, August 10, 2024
Grand Rapids, Michigan
Turnstiles
Time TBD
Sunday, August 11, 2024
Grand Haven, Michigan
C3 Spiritual Community
Service begins at 9AM
Sunday, August 11, 2024
Montague, Michigan
The Book Nook and Java Shop
7:00PM
Thursday, August 15, 2024
Newaygo, Michigan
River Stop Cafe
6:30PM
Friday, August 16, 2024
Elk Rapids, Michigan
Pearl's New Orleans Kitchen
6:00PM
Saturday, August 17, 2024
Boyne City, Michigan
Cafe Santé
8:00PM
Friday, August 23, 2024
Boyne City, Michigan
Cafe Santé
8:00PM
Saturday, August 24, 2023
Wabeno, Wisconsin
The Big Easel
1:30PM
Saturday, August 31, 2023
Hightstown, New Jersey
Tavern on the Lake
Time TBD
Friday, September 6, 2024
Owego, New York
Owego Originals
Time TBD
Saturday, September 7, 2024
Binghamton, New York
Rob's Outdoor Series*
Time TBD
*This is a private event and requires an invitation and RSVP. If you would like to attend this concert, please email Genna & Jesse at [email protected].
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magical school RP OC - Jas
Full Name: Jasmine "Jas" Katriora Wayland
Sex/Gender: Cis Female (Woman - she/her)
Species: Half-(Water) Witch, Half-Human (African-American)
Age: 19 (born Sept. 15)
Class Level: Junior
Appearance (FC: Kat Graham)
Jas is a 5'3" (1.6 m) young woman. She takes after her mother, so she has light brown skin (with warm undertones encouraged by lots of time in the sunshine), wavy (shoulder-length) dark brown hair, even darker eyes, and curvy hips. Her go-to outfit is a t-shirts with a leather jacket, jeans & boots (or flip-flops, depending). Her makeup is limited to black eyeliner & the occasional watermelon-colored lip gloss.
Personality
Jas is an introvert. She spends lots of time with just one or two people, whether they’re studying for an exam or just hanging out. Her favorite activities all tend to be those that don’t involve a crowd. However, she never minds raising her hand to give the correct answer or speak her mind in class (which happens fairly often). & yet, her self-confidence jumps from 10 to 0 very quickly. She tends to get deeply frustrated when a seemingly easy task is hard for her & she equates taking a break with failure. In other words, she is a hard worker with some anxiety & depression. She’s also incredibly loyal and protective when it comes to her friends. Jas can spot an enemy’s weakness quickly, but it’s almost impossible for her to find her strengths. While making a plan, sacrificing herself would be more logical to her than simply retreating. & in a relationship, she might never believe that her significant other loves her unconditionally. Her emotions rule her, which makes her both compassionate & somewhat volatile when it comes to casting spells.
History
She thinks her parents made a mistake when they called her a "gifted child". Jas was reading before she was two years old & inadvertently casting spells not much longer after that. She excelled in school--until she hit a wall. All of a sudden, anxiety & sadness became more familiar to her, leading to a few magical outbursts that forced her to switch schools at least twice. It took her years before she was able to figure out coping mechanisms. During that time, Jas enjoyed reading, singing & daydreaming when she wasn't in the company of her few friends. Her Black Dog, Wolfie, came to her when she was in her house's backyard & her parents were off fighting monsters. She looks forward to magic school, seeing it as an opportunity to learn to cast with a clear mind & to be more social (yes, she skipped a grade).
Skills/Abilities
water magic - Jayn finds her actions come naturally when casting
transmutation - she can turn 1 thing into another, provided they’re of similar sizes
dark magic - when she's hard-pressed to cast, her magic is strong; it's much weaker when she has time to overthink/doubt herself
adaptability - she can switch from defense to offense easily, depending on what seems to be the most effective
Hobbies
reading - mostly fantasy YA novels, modern poetry & philosophy books (though learning magic in general is usually entertaining)
singing - she's pretty good, but doesn't sing in front of most
swimming - though she hates wearing a swimsuit around others
Extra
She has a Black Dog named Wolfie. He can travel from shadow to shadow (which makes him seem as if he appears out of nowhere), become intangible at will & precognitively sense danger seconds before it manifests. Like others of his species, he's 6' (2 m) long & 3' (1 m), with pupiless red eyes that glow in the dark. He doesn't eat or breathe, but he does growl (often).
Her favorite music is 00s pop, 00s pop-punk & modern rock.
Her human parent (her dad) is a regular human who stumbled upon the supernatural when he stumbled into a monster hunt.
Her former partner, Anthony Blake, quit monster hunting entirely after the birth of his daughter.
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