But like y’all hear me out. What if Faust was originally the mc’s familiar but when they lost their memory it erased that type of bond they had so Faust sort of become Asra’s familiar but when you start to get into Asra’s route and the mc starts to get memories or at least starts to attempt to understand it better Faust is more than happy to oblige because mc has sent Asra to the place with Faust so Faust would remember them when with Asra at the palace before the count died . And because asura and mc where so close they could both sense what Faust is saying/feeling.
I keep thinking how much more powerful the Spiderman origin story would be if Peter Parker was an African American kid, whose Uncle Ben was shot by police while being arrested for a minor parking infraction. There is no formal investigation, and Peter decides to put himself on the line to prevent it happening again. He tackles the white crimes that go unpunished, punishes POC criminals fairly. He is the leveler, always fighting to be without bias, to be just. To protect people like his uncle.
This not only mirrors so much of what’s happening in America, but feeds right into the complex relationship between Spiderman, the authorities and the media.
Peter Parker is a brilliant student, awkward, a nerd, but is branded a thug, a gang member, a criminal, because of his appearance. The media latch on to that and misrepresent him totally.
The police, humilitated by the fact that he refuses to work with them and often punishes cops themselves for brutalizing innocent people, or guilty people who still deserve better treatment than they get, attempt to hunt him down.
So it’s been about six months since I’ve done a fic rec list. I’ve been asked a number of times to do this and I’ve reada lot of fic in that time so uh, I guess some of these are like my greatest hits of the last half year?
Some are very popular and some are less well-known but no less deserving of praise, so go give them all some love!
As with any rec list, please pay attention to the tags and warnings
Trouble’s Making Everything Alright - 78k (WIP); klance; Keith and Lance crash-land on a lawless, low-tech planet and become rough and tumble mercenaries, donning leather coats and gun holsters, righting wrongs (while committing a few heists of their own) and fighting to get back to their team.
you never stood a chance - 12k; klance; Lance accidentally sends Keith a gym selfie snapchat with the caption “BET YOU WANNA LICK THESE NIPS” and promptly freaks out. Turns out to be one of the best mistakes he’s ever made.
King and Reaper - 35k; klance; The story of the destruction of Earth and its aftermath, feat. questionable science in regards to weapons of mass destruction, gratuitous Star Wars references, theoretical chess games with the emperor of most of the known universe, explosions, the greatest bromance of all time, the worst romance of all time and many more things besides.
nothing’s quite as sweet - 50k; klance; Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street. When Keith finds abandoned kittens behind the store and in a panic goes to Lance for help, he kicks off a chain of events that includes kitten cuddles, coffee experimentation and a whole heap of fluff.
Foreign Scenes - 110k; klance; Lance is travelling across Europe and keeps bumping into Keith sneaking past “no trespassing” signs in an attempt to get better photograps. Basically an AU in which Lance and Keith become impromptu travel buddies and get into trouble.
You and I Collide - 55k (WIP); klance; Lance likes to sing in the shower. Keith lives in the apartment next door and the walls are not very thick. And you can bet when Lance wakes him up at 7:30 in the morning, Keith has something to say about it.
Pulsar - 31k (WIP); klance; A story about college, coming to terms with your past, being scared of your future, and running into crazy things like love somewhere in-between.
Ignorance is Bliss - 161k (WIP but almost done); klance; As it turns out, learning that your house is haunted makes the ghosts a lot more aggressive. Who knew?
Ah, well. At least one of them is hot. And he’s the less-evil one, too, so that’s always a plus.
the potential of you and me - 15k; klance; The summer after freshman year of college, Lance drags Keith back to their hometown to hang out. But the two of them rarely spend time together without Hunk and Pidge around, because things had a way of getting out of hand real quick. This summer is… no different.
Deepest Shade - 40k (WIP); klance; Lance, idle middle son of the Álvarez family – shippers and traders, backbone of the galaxy, the epitome of self-made wealth – is drifting.
Keith Kogane has been a thorn in Lance’s side since the day he was adopted by the powerful rival clan, but he can’t deny that Keith is incredibly attractive. A chance encounter at an Altean dinner party makes him realize the attraction might be mutual.
1) Everyone leaves, so Peridot’s first course of action is to take Lapis to a toilet. Lapis agrees. They shut the door for privacy. Peridot is halfway in the water when Connie gets there. Like, seriously, wtf was the plan there? LOL
2) They both think they are Steven’s best friends, over all the others.
3) They are “retired” in the country. I just find that funny, I dunno’.
4) They are nice, and overall good, but they both also have a mean and grumpy streak to them. They have no issues showing this to Connie, or each other.
“You are very bossy.”… “Thank you!”
5) Even if she doesn’t exactly get Peridot’s plans, Lapis goes along with them and attempts to participate.
(Sidenote: Peridot’s metal powers are getting better, huh?)
6) Lapis calls out Peridot when she starts getting TOO egotistical. The other CGs kind of just let her run out of steam, but Lapis actually attempts to release some of that hot air. They squabble, but in the end, they’re still buds. Grumpy buds.
7) They are still collaborating on meep-morps/sign making.
8) Lapis goes along with Peridot wanting to make a victory pose.
9) They are still taking care of Pumpkin, who is adorable.
Lavender and gray for this week’s spread, feat. an attempt at one of my (many) goals for 2017: get better at drawing. Quotes from the movie La La Land which you should definitely watch if you haven’t already !
request: “Hi! Can you write a Fred Weasley x Ravenclaw!Reader imagine? The reader is a bookworm, and is often found in the library. She and Fred are almost complete opposites. Fred is intrigued by the "different” girl you can say and they start hanging out. Introducing each other to their life, with things the other would never do. Ends with a cute passionate kiss?“ — by @my-unique-mind
a/n: added a little twist to it. hope you don’t mind :-) also, i got carried away with this one so it is quite long 😂
On the course of your stay in Hogwarts, the only conversations you would share with Fred Weasley were just mere hellos and greetings. Whenever the seat beside you wasn’t taken yet in some class, he would ask if it was okay to sit beside you, and you would glance at him before nodding, minding your own business starting then.
Though other than that, the both of you never bothered to approach the other in attempt to get to know them better. It has been always like that for the past years — so for him to suddenly ask you a very important favor, it was quite unbelievable.
It was a Saturday morning that time and you were spending your day inside the library as usual. In front of you was one clear parchment, a book needed for Transfiguration, and a bottle of ink that you had. You were just about to write the first sentence of your essay when someone abruptly sat down across you.
It was Fred, with his red hair and goofy smile. You raised your eyebrow in question and slowly brought your quill down, waiting for the boy before you to say something that would explain why he was here.
"Good day, isn’t it?” he started, his head turning around as if to look at his surroundings. ‘The sun’s not shining too bright, the wind’s pace is just right, and it’s not that cloudy.“
"Is there something I can help you with?” you asked with your eyebrow still raised.
Fred flickered his eyes to you. “I’m glad you asked, Y/N, because there is this one tinsy little problem I’m dealing with and I know you can help me figure it out.” there was mischief in the way he spoke those words, which made you kind of uneasy.
“Oh, is it regarding about that Transfiguration assignment Professor McGonagall gave us 'cause I’m doing it right now —”
“Y/N,” he politely cut you off that made you stop talking, “that’s not it.”
You involuntarily blush. “Then what is it?”
Fred leaned on the table, prompting his elbows and placing his chin on top. “I knew it was a good choice to pick you, Y/N. I had a hard time convincing George that you’re the perfect accomplice —”
“Woah, what?” it was your turn to you cut him off. “You lost me at accomplice.”
“Well, you see,” Fred licked his lips, “we need a book from the restricted section of the library. Of course, no teacher with the right mind would let me or my brother get it, so I thought since you’re always in the library so much, not to mention you’re a Ravenclaw, you would be the one to do it for us.”
“You must be out of your mind.” You scoffed. “What makes you think I’ll do that for you?”
“Because,” Fred trailed, “I’m such a good person and I make other people happy?”
You couldn’t help but snort at his reason.
"Oh, come on, Y/N! I promise, this will the first and last favor I’ll be asking you if you agree to help.“
The two of you stared at each other for what seemed like minutes before you finally broke free and groaned.
"Fine, I’ll do it.”
Fred fist pumped in the air that made Madam Pince to suddenly appear and hiss at him.
“But you need to do something in return. Anything, so that I’ll feel I’m not doing this for free.” you chuckled lightly.
He nodded in understanding. “Okay,” he shrugged, “how about I do a poem? You’re into those kind of stuff, right?”
“Well, yeah …” you blushed again for whatever reason.
“Then it’s settled then. You help us get the book and I’ll do a poem. Deal?” he extended a hand out and you didn’t hesitate to grasp it with your own, shaking it.
You indeed had done what you had to do. After Fred and George talked to you and gave you the title of the book that they needed, you immediately made up an excuse as you ask the head of your house, Professor Flitwick, to sign the slip that allowed you to get the book from the restricted section of the library.
The whole plan seemed too easy, because the teacher didn’t even question you or grew suspicious on why you needed the book. And now, you were patiently waiting inside the cosy atmosphere of the Three Broomsticks, your eyes glued on the door, ready to finalize your deal with the Weasley twins.
Though Fred was the only one who came, even panting as he sits down beside you. You couldn’t help but glance at him oddly but still a smile was playing on your lips.
“Sorry,” he sighed while he takes off his coat and hangs it on the chair he was sitting on, “had to get away from George. I didn’t want him to come.”
“Why?” you slowly brought out the book from your bag.
Fred smirked at you, “Because I wouldn’t want him hearing my poem, obviously. He wouldn’t let it go if he heard it, will keep on teasing me for an eternity if he did.” he murmured mostly to himself.
You almost forgotten about the poem and with the mention of it, you raised your eyebrows in curiosity. “Well, now that you mentioned it, read it to me.”
For the first time, you saw his cheeks turn into a shade of pink as he softly stutters. “Uh, r-right now?” he cleared his throat.
“Not necessarily, but if you want to have this book —”
“Okay,” he pouted, “I get it, I get it. Just let me …” he rummaged through his bag and got a notepad with written notes on it, though before you could take a peak, he blocked it away from your view with his hand. “Hey! I’m going to read it to you anyway so why bother?”
“I’m just curious, jeez.” You chuckled. “You know, I’m very interested in what you have prepared. It’s always been in my bucket list to get you to do something completely out of your character.”
“Oh, I’m sure it is.” he snorted with a grin. “Uh, so, before I begin, I’m just gonna ask you not to laugh, okay? I admit it’s not my best work but … it’s what I wanted the poem to be about.” the color red was creeping on his cheeks again.
You smiled. “I promise.”
He dramatically cleared his throat, turning sideways so he was completely facing you.
“The way she speaks can lure me to sleep the way she smiles can change my cold feet the way she reads can send thousands of thoughts like why only now did I notice she smelled like apricots?”
He stops momentarily to look at you and sees you laughing silently which draws him to continue.
“I can never really explain why I started feeling so differently when she has always been there, always been pretty. and maybe that is why I decided to make a plan something that will give my chance a hand.
It amuses me how she doesn’t notice like for the first time, she didn’t know how to focus but how can she not, that’s not her flaw After all, she is a Ravenclaw.”
Your eyes widened at that mere line and you could hear Fred taking a gulp before carrying on like nothing happened.
“So this time, as I read this poem to you please tell me you understand it like you always do keep in mind that out of all the pranks I’ve done, all of the shows you rejecting me at this very moment terrifies me the most.”
Fred closed the notepad and immediately turned away from you, folding his hands on the table. “Done.” he stated with his lips pursed together, not bringing himself to see your reaction after just confessing that he indeed fancied you.
“That was … beautiful. You might actually beat Edgar Allan Poe if you pursued writing.” you tried to catch his eye but he wouldn’t budge. “Fred, please do look at me.”
“No.” he answered immediately. “I-I had some time thinking about this and now that I’ve done it, I think I regretted doing it.” he spoke very fast.
It seemed cruel, but you enjoyed seeing him all frantic and shy — because in your defense, it wasn’t everyday you would see Fred Weasley behaving this way. He was mostly so confident with his brother, the complete opposite of what he was showing you right now, and it made you reach out and place a hand over his.
“Would it make you feel better if I told you I felt the same way?” You couldn’t help but tease, causing him to finally look at you.
“Not funny, Y/N. You’re completely messing with my emotions and do you know how many times I’ve thought about telling you about this and now you’re —”
You rolled your eyes, leaning in and pressing your lips onto his just to make him shut up, and also maybe because you’ve been meaning to do it for a long time now. It definitely did the trick though because Fred caught on and began to kiss you back, his hand soon resting on your cheek while his other one still intertwined with yours. When the both of you let go, Fred’s eyes looked like they were twinkling from delight.
“What is it?” you asked, a goofy smile plastered on your mouth as well.
“Nothing, I just — my brother and I didn’t really need the book, it was the plan I’ve been talking about in my poem, to give my chance a hand.” he repeated.
“Wow.” you playfully slapped his arm with the borrowed book. “So meaning to say, all my efforts were put into nothing?”
“Well, it did make you a rebel even a little bit, didn’t it?” he grinned. “And it did help this thing going on between us to evolve as well.”
You pulled on your best confused face. “What thing?”
“Hardy har har.” he sarcastically laughed and pulled you in for another passionate kiss, your laugh audible in between as you place your arm around his neck.
Before the two of you could even decided to finally break free — realizing that you were still inside the Three Broomsticks — George Weasley came waltzing inside the pub and did a very loud gasp, enough to catch the attention of the other students to him.
“I can’t believe it. It actually worked!”
Fred groaned and turned to his brother who was now grinning like mad. “Shut up and go away, George.”
But George was already fist bumping him, and despite Fred getting annoyed, he couldn’t help but put on a cocky and bragging grin on his face as he did so because finally, he got the girl.
I’ve seen comments lying around about how Saizo doesn’t seem that necessary/appropriate as a love interest, or how his stories always revolve around how he feels that he doesn’t deserve MC and she tries to convince him that it’s not like that. and I just wanna say… yeah actually I wouldn’t know much about the second point LOL I haven’t been playing slbp that long. but Saizo is still my fav character bc his character is so complex :-(
what I’m seeing is a guy who genuinely loves mc but is always afraid to let himself believe that he deserves her, or that happy times with her will last. it’s kinda like the whole 塞翁失马，焉知非福 thing - so he chooses to think a happy thing with her will inevitably lead to a bad thing happening. (idk how to explain the meaning of that Chinese saying SORRY + not entirely sure if he’s a believer in the opposite - that a bad thing could lead to a good thing) yes it is tiring to see him constantly doubting himself in every damn event story but in a way it reflects his outlook on life which is just… very sad to me :-( idk how to explain this properly sigh but if anyone wants to have some discussion w me on this I’m up for it!!! (well not necessarily right now but. I’m still up for it)
his current event story is also heartbreaking bc there’s a scene where he just returned from a mission and kiyohiro (should I just… call him hanzo or what) is helping him to clean his hands of the blood. kiyohiro informs him that mc and the baby (not theirs) are still in his room. saizo’s just like “are they, now” then looks at his hands: clean now, but cold.
then later there’s this scene in the screencaps which drives home my point: I don’t think it’s that he really hates children or intensely dislikes the idea of being a father. he’s probably just not comfortable with the idea that someone like him could be a father. the same hands he uses to kill countless men, it doesn’t feel right that they should be cradling children. Kirigakure Saizo, father. it doesn’t fit quite as well as Kirigakure Saizo, assassin. I doubt he’d be particularly mad if mc ended up having his child, but… I figure that for a while, he’s going to have problems holding the child or maybe even touching mc.
tldr: thinking about saizo makes me real sad please give him some love because his mental health isn’t quite alright
also if anyone has an opinion on this feel free to comment!!! I love Saizo and all discourse on him so yes HAHA