"Everyone has experiences and motives that make them be who they are , but it is not a justification if the individual becomes a bad person"

I remember that my great-uncle once told me this as a kid . Don't recall if he was quoting someone or a book , but I know he was one of the few men that avoided being drafted into the Vietnam War because of his disability , so there's always the possibility he was speaking from his experience of seeing men who fought in WW2 and TVW becoming terrible family members and friends because of the devastating effects of PTSD , compared to others who were cruel because yes and then there was always some sort of justification

I think it's one of the most realistic themes that you cover in your AU , especially with people like Peter and the Reeds : one suffered a massive blow from his wife dying and the other two were super traditional and devout in their beliefs , but that does not justify the years of trauma that they infected their children's lives with.

There are ofc other examples , but it's getting way too long and I think you got the point already lol

That's exactly my stance on the bad parents in htb au - whilst I may provide explanations as to why they behave the way they do towards their children, it's by no means an excuse or justification for the damage they've done.

I'm glad that this theme comes across as realistic in the au, it's one I try to present in an honest way, and I hope that when it comes to characters addressing these issues and healing from them that it is also just as realistic. I plan on showing just how long of a process it is, and how healing is not always linear or perfect.

Additionally, not every character affected by generational trauma will get a clean closure. Some don't get that at all. Sometimes the parents/guardians never get brought to any kind of justice, and the affected character will have to come to terms with that. Sometimes shitty people get away with being shitty. Sometimes you aren't ready to confront them for a long time and, when you are, they could be entirely out of your life by that point. Sometimes the person/people who committed the wrong-doing will never really admit or accept that they were in the wrong because, in their head(s), everything they did was 'justifiable' somehow.

I intend for Good Samaritan to be an addressing of that for both Mark and Thatcher. By no means will their healing be over when the fic wraps up, but they will be starting to heal together.

Do you have a link to your fic The Viking Way? I heard about it but I don't know how or where to find it

Hi! :) it's actually posted here on tumblr, so if you go to my blog you can search the hashtag with the name. However, this shows posts by most recent to oldest, AND for some reason tumblr has "hidden" one of the chapters of Calibration Issues so I need to reupload it ... Or you can find the actual links to my fics in my fanfiction page here on tumblr, but you need to go through the desktop website and not through mobile app. (it's linked on my sidebar)

TVW is more of a series of one-shots though, not all of them are related or even sequential.

However, you can also find it on fanfiction.net - my author's name there is Nefer-T. Might be easier there! Pretty sure it's also linked in my sidebar.

Thanks for the interest @mira-kyria :D

The Villain Wrangler

Okay, so I haven’t been on Tumblr in years, but now I’m hooked on Tumblr mini stories, and my favorite of all time is that of The Villain Wrangler. So I imagined this AU where TVW is Arthur from the modern The Tick, on Amazon (this is a distinct flavor of Arthur, trust me), and that Ivar the Boneless has come to join the supervillains. I write dialogue-heavy stuff and some people don’t like it and that’s my main mode when I’m just noodling around, so... I literally created this account (my second ever on the site) to be able to engage with people on The Villain Wrangler and gather other tumblr stories and prompts. So here’s my very goofy take on TVW. Note: The Tick is comedy and I hope I succeeded a tiny bit with that because I’m not really a comedy writer. Enter The Villain Wrangler... thanks for indulging me. Since I’m a Tumblr newb I housed this on AO3. Also I used an additional prompt noted on AO3 which provided a line of dialogue in this fic. https://archiveofourown.org/works/12109263 But here’s the text of it: *~*~* Ivar the Boneless's face is a growl of determination. "If I must be here, in Your Time, then yes, I shall join your alliance of villains. In this time, I shall spread the word that never have our gods been as those who would coopt them say they are. Though I know English, it is only through the corrupt deeds of the-- "The Villain Wrangler nods. "I see. Yes. Exactly. The corrupt deeds of the--yes." "They are the true conquerors, the conquerors of our gods, and this may only be temporary, for I must save my people, but if I am here, then yes, I join you in your cause." "I see. Yes. Thank you." The Villain Wrangler's phone rings. "Ah. Ivar. Yes. Please get acquainted with, ah, your comrades." He steps out of the Villains For Assistive Technology meeting room as someone else takes his place. The Squid Lord traipses over to Ivar on eight legs. "We can update your chair--" he's beginning to say, "So you can get around the city." *~*~* "Dot!" "Yes, Arthur. You can't forget dinner tonight at Mom's." "I'm in a meeting, Dot! A very important meeting!" "Family still matters, Arthur. Do you want to leave me alone with the feet man?" "No. No, I don't. I really don't. But you have to be careful calling me. I have to go." His Make a Wish phone is ringing anyway. "Yes," comes a voice thick with an Eastern European accent. "I wish you to know that the presence of one young Ivar the Boneless has been requested.” "Already?" "Yes." "I see." "There is a small child who knows she needs a bone marrow transplant and she immediately thought of this Ivar. It is luck alone that he would materialize in our present day reality, and if he has joined you and your consortium--" "Yes. Yes, he has." "Yes. This makes sense. For you see, he has always championed the old ways, and being that he himself--" "Yes, yes, well, and he is a historical figure and so we know... Thank you. I will let him know his presence is requested. Where?" "Saint Mary's. Two o'clock on Wednesday if you can manage it--her procedure is the next day." *~*~* The Villain Wrangler, AKA Arthur, outfits Ivar with a cell phone and tries his best to teach him how to use it. "It has the Internet so if you get bored--" "It is a cat computer? Yes I have seen this where I stay." "No, it's a phone, just... if it rings you do this, then you talk. Here, I'll call you." "In my country the cats eat mice. Here they eat rocks. I do not understand this." "Listen, you're a historical figure, you're important, people might want to talk to you." "Ah. Yes. Political negotiations. I rather kill them. But not children. When I was a child, I was spared." "Yes. Yes, well I wouldn't really know, but I--" "And my pain was lessened by a healer who had Odin walking inside of him." "Yes. That's good." "And so this child." "Yes, her name is Maria." "I will go to her." "Thank you." "Yes. You are welcome, Villain Wrangler. It is my duty." "Yes, thank you for understanding our place in the--" "I will eat up her sadness and do whatever I can to help.""Thank you, Ivar." "Indeed."

I wish that love of original source material was enough to make me want to write fanfic but somehow it isn’t. It’s reading fanfic I disagree with that makes me want to write fanfic.

I can’t write non-canon fanfic for the mere fact that I’d rather just write my own original fic to respond to something I don’t like. When growing up I practically charted out two series worth of British-style cop show, as well as one of those period pieces concerning spies and the gentry in the 1800s. (Okay, I watched a lot of British stuff back then!)

When I’d read or watch something I didn’t like, I’d write my own versions of the characters.

Grr. I’m not even that good at writing stories. I’m all plot and characters and dialogue. I suck at “writing beautifully.” I’m just like, “That’s a leather chair.”