A/N: Tom Petty. The great and late Tom Petty has passed away late last night. So honor of his memory, I have decide to post a song fic based off of on of his songs. Tom Petty was/still is my spirit animal along with John Lennon. I grew up on his music.
A/N: I chose his song, Wildflowers because A) I love wildflowers, B) When I hear this song and really listen to the lyrics, I get the vibe of growing up wild and free and not having a care in the world, kind of like Wildflowers. They grow up wild and free and not caring about the world around them.
Spencer gets a call from his best friend (the reader). After finding her fiancé with another girl, she calls up Spencer crying and needing someone to talk to.
You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea Sail away, kill off the hours You belong somewhere you feel free
Running into her apartment, she slams her shut as she slides down the door. Tears poured down her face as she cried. The diamond glistening on her ring finger. She picks at it and throws it across the room. Burying her face in her knees, she carries on crying. It felt like the worst night of her life.
Her and her fiancé planned a night at his apartment to have dinner and watch a movie. She had brought over freshly baked brownies and coffee. What better way to spend a winter’s night than fresh brownies and coffee? Arriving at his apartment she walked in with the key he had given her and made her way to the kitchen.
“Joel!” She calls. “I brought coffee and brownies to have during the movie!” Hearing no response she places the platter and cup holder on the kitchen counter and heads towards the hallway. She stops at the entrance of the hallway upon seeing his jeans in a ball on the hard wood floor. Picking up his jeans she furrows her eyebrows in confusion. Walking down the hallway to his bedroom, she hears something she wishes she never had heard. She instantly regrets ever coming here. Opening the door she peers her head in to see Joel in bed with another girl. “You sick song of bitch!” She snaps chucking the pair of jeans at Joel. He springs out of bed holding the sheets to his lower half. His eyes wide in surprise.
“I thought I told you to call when you were on your way?”
“Oh I’m sorry, if I had known you wanted to finish cheating on me than I never would have come.” She quickly runs from the bedroom and back towards the front door of the apartment.
“(Y/N)!” He yells as he grabs the jeans and slips them on. “(Y/N)!” He chases after her and grabs her arm before she’s fully out of the apartment. “Please.. Don’t leave..”
“Why? So you can have a threesome? No thanks, I’m good.” She says pulling her hand away.
“Please, (Y/N)! We’re getting married in a week!”
“And you think that I’ll just forgive you because we’re getting married in a week?!” She scoffs shaking her head. “Maybe she should be the one you marry in a week, not me. Because we are not getting married anymore.” She finally leaves throwing the door shut behind her. The sound echoing in the hallway as she stormed off to the elevator.
Run away, find you a lover Go away somewhere all bright and new I have seen no other Who compares with you
The lyrics filled his car as he drove down the freeway. Spencer was on his way home when Wildflowers began to play. He wasn’t a big fan of Tom Petty but he only listened to this song because if it was her favorite song. Whenever he heard the song he thought her. Not just because it was her favorite song, but it reminded him of how free she strived to be and the wild things she did and still does to this day.
Just like the lyrics she had run away. Not from the world or her family, but from him. She ran from him when he admitted his feelings to her. He remembered her exact words that she spoke to him.
“Spencer, I love you too.. But this just isn’t what I want right now.”
Although he remembered her saying that exactly three years ago, four months, three weeks, two days, fourteen hours, twenty minutes, and three seconds ago. It’s Spencer. He remembers this stuff whether he chooses to or not. It made him angry when he saw her post on Facebook about moving away to Port Angeles, Washington just a few months after that. She posted on just three weeks later that she was in a relationship. It did tear his heart in two.
According to him, and his team, he’s never seen anyone that could compare to you. As much as he loved you, he only wanted the best for you.
You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea You belong with your love on your arm You belong somewhere you feel free
She couldn’t help but listen to her favorite song. Although some lyrics made her want to burn Joel’s photos, it also reminded her of Spencer. She stared at her phone. Spencer’s contact ready for the touch of her finger. An instant call to him.. But was she ready for that? What if he hated her when she rejected him? What if he hated her for leaving? Or getting engaged to someone she’d only know for a year? What if he didn’t even answer at all?
Wiping the fresh tears from her cheeks, she picks her cell phone up. She presses her thumb on the phone button, instantly calling him. It rang for a few seconds before he answered. Wildflowers playing in the background before it was clicked off.
“Hello?” He speaks.
“Sp-Spencer?” She whimpers.
“(Y/N)?” He questions. “Everything okay?”
“No..” Her voice cracks and she sniffles. “You were right, Spencer…”
“Right? About what?”
“I should have listened to you…”
“About what, (Y/N)?” He asks.
“Joel… Getting engaged so soon.. You were right..”
“What did he do?”
“I found him having sex with some girl in his apartment… Gosh, I was so stupid to think he actually loved me..”
“You weren’t stupid, (Y/N)..” Spencer says. “Where are you?”
“At my apartment.. Why?”
“I’m coming over.”
“What?” She say. “But I thought you hated me?”
“Hate you?” Spencer said, his voice cracking at its high pitch. “Why would I hate you?”
“Because I broke your heart..” She sniffles. “And moved away for some guy, getting engaged after a year, and never talking to you as often…”
“No, No..” Spencer says. “I don’t ever want to hear you say that again. I never hated you. Sure I was hurt, but it’s not something I would hate you for. Look, I can be at your apartment in about twenty minutes with traffic. Hop in the shower and just relax yourself, okay? I’ll bring some takeout too.”
“Really?” She sniffles again before wiping her nose on the sleeve of her sweater.
“Yes, of course. I just want you to feel better. Now go. I’ll be there soon.”
Run away, go find a lover Run away, let your heart be your guide You deserve the deepest of cover You belong in that home by and by
Yet again she played Wildflowers while in the shower. This time she’d run away. Run away from Joel, run away from the mistake she almost made. Run away and start fresh. But she decided to run away to some place new, but to run away to Spencer. Find her lover in him. After all, he did still love her. She was letting her heart be the guid this time, not her mind. Her heart pleads for Spencer so she’s goes with her gut.
She won’t ever listen to her mind again, unless the choice seems good enough to make.
Spencer had arrived at her apartment sooner than he had planned. Stepping into the apartment he set the bags on the kitchen counter as he pulled off his converse. He could hear the shower running so he decided to set the food out on the coffee table in the living room. Picking up the bags again, he heads for the living room when he steps on something sharp. Wincing and lifting his foot up, he loos down at what he stepped on. Her engagement ring lay on the hard wood floor. Picking it up the ring he examined it between his index and his thumb.
Joel spent so much money just to throw it all away. He thinks to himself as he stuffs the ring in his pocket and heads for the living room.
You belong among the wildflowers You belong somewhere close to me Far away from your trouble and worry You belong somewhere you feel free You belong somewhere you feel free
Hearing the shower turn off, he quickly gets her food set out on a plate and pours a her a small bit of wine in a glass. “Spencer, I’ll be out in just a few minutes!” She calls from the hallway as she scurries off to her room.
“How’d you know I was here?” He calls back.
“I could smell the Chinese food!” She says giggling before closing her bedroom door.
After changing into clean clothes and meeting Spencer in the living room, she flops down on the couch and picks up her food from the table. Before she could put a spoonful of fried rice in her mouth, her engagement ring was placed in front of her face. She slowly lowered the spoon as she turned her head to look at Spencer.
“You found my ring?” She says in a whisper.
“I actually stepped on it..” He says.
“Why do you have it? I have to give it back to Joel.”
“Too late, it’s mine now.” He says before grabbing your hand.
“Spencer..” She whispers again.
“I know that it’s been a while.. But I feel like we can give it another try… We don’t even have to date!”
“Spencer.. I can’t..”
“Yes you can!” He exclaims. “We’ll go down to the courthouse whenever you’re ready and we can get married. We can have JJ and Will as our witnesses.” She sighs before Spencer grabs her hand again. “You belong among the wildflowers. You belong somewhere close to me. Far away from your trouble and worry. You belong somewhere you feel free. You belong somewhere you feel free.”
“Spencer, you just sang a Tom Petty song.” She giggles.
“Because I know it’s your favorite song and the only Tom Petty song that I know.” He says chuckling. “But the lyrics.. They have a special meaning behind them. And these just spoke the truth.”
“Gosh, Spencer… I don’t know what to say.”
“Say yes.” He says in a hopeful voice. “Be my wildflower.”
A smile spreads across her face. Setting the plate down on the coffee table she leans back and places her hands on Spencer’s face before kissing him. “Of course I’ll be your wildflower.”
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Steve pulled the binder towards himself
and just watching him open the thing made Tony so antsy that he pulled his feet off the desk and surged upwards. On restless legs he ambled
through the room for a few steps, before remembering his earlier
cravings and headed to the mini-bar. The silver carafe on the table
was still steaming from the snout and no doubt full of fresh coffee.
To his right were the shelves filled with expensive (and criminally
underappreciated) spirits, their clear and golden colors insistingly
catching his eye.
It wasn’t a very good idea. He needed
his head clear and sharp, ready to argue numbers and morals and
political exigencies. Didn’t matter that he was already getting cold
from lack of sleep and lack of proper meals. As a temporary remedy
hot coffee would serve just as well as the burn of amber liquids.
Resigning himself to the impending row and inevitable stomach acids,
he picked up the carafe and reached out for one of the coffee mugs.
“No more coffee for you today.” a
calm, but imperious voice intervened from behind him.
For a moment, he was actually stunned by
the sheer insolence. Stunned, annoyed, rapidly working towards
aggravated, and even slightly hurt. How exactly was he supposed to
get through this without firing on all cylinders?
Taking another moment to compose himself
and relax, he turned around to face Steve and make his opinions
known. Charmingly of course, and politely, but showing rows of teeth.
“Oh? And what brings you to that assumption?”
Steve wasn’t even looking up from his
perusal of the government documents. Reclined in his chair he was
simply flipping over pages and looking for all the world like a
normal person who had just gotten saddled with another time consuming
task at work. And Tony’s astonishment continued. Steve wasn’t
normally like this. Not when politics were involved. Other people
telling him how to do things or how to run his operations usually got
the same reaction a red rag got from a bull. Made exponentially
worse, when it was people he deemed entitled or uncaring.
And Tony had read those reports. They
were full of unfeeling bureaucratic jargon and outrageous demands and
obligations. He had had to suppress more than one preemptive wince on
the car ride over, imagining Steve’s reaction to just the overview
sheet. And now almost cheerful nonchalance was happening?? What kind
of parallel universe had he woken up in between Fourteenth Street and
So for my second term of high school (I do clonlara school, basically an online high school) I decided to give in to nerdery and do a summary on the Rogue Fantasy subgenre. I know, I know, it’s crazy. But here it is.
and general overview
Fantasy is an
incredibly rich genre, but since it’s birth, it has grown enormously,
new subgenres evolving seemingly endlessly. Fantasy as we know is
fiction whith otherworldly, unnatural and/or magic elements
incorporated to the story and world.
To name a few genres;
Fantasy & Epic Fantasy – great stories that take place in
entirely fictional universes, often letting the reader follow several
protagonists’ points of view.
There’s Urban Fantasy,
which is fantasy themes applied to an urban, often steampunk setting.
where the name almost speaks for itself, dark worlds filled with evil
and disaster, where the morality of the characters are in most cases
I’ve recently been
reading a lot of Rogue fantasy. Like the name suggests, it’s subgenre
about thieves and rogues, where the criminal aspects are key to the
However, I’ve had a
hard time defining the genre. The books I’ve read during my work with
this genre have all fit into different subgenres according to other
readers, and because of that, I’ve been able to see connections
between different subgenres.
For example, I read a
series called the Gentlemen Bastards Sequence – a story of thieves
and conmen in a world which is not entirely dissimilar from our own
rennaisance world. Someone classified those books as Grimdark
fantasy. I read another book, a classic, the Princess Bride, just to
realize that this book is more of a 'Swashbuckler’ fantasy novel.
Swashbuckler fantasy is mainly about heroism in a world full of
adventure, with swordfighting and pirates and whatnot. And then I
realized that I could absolutely fit the Gentlemen Bastards books
into the Swashbuckler genre as well as the Grimdark genre. And so on.
I think that this
particular genre, although it’s a very popular one – with thieves
more or less dominating the Young Adult section of fantasy – is
rather 'unclassified’. Or maybe that’s the wrong word. Rather that
the books can fit into several genres, which would make more sense.
For example, I could
see the book 'The Princess Bride’ as a rogue fantasy book because it
shares the Swashbuckling action and adventure that many other 'rogue’
fantasy books I’ve read have. I think it’s very important to realize
that when talking about different Fantasy genres, it’s often a
personal case of classifying it.
If I had to name one thing that makes Rogue fantasy Rogue fantasy –
it would of course be the rogue herself. But there isn’t just one
rogue – there are different kinds. Especially in this genre, the
types of rogues are many. I’ve made a list where I describe the
different kinds of rogues I’ve found in fantasy fiction.
off, the word 'Rogue’ means 'An unprincipled,
deceitful, and unreliable person; a scoundrel or rascal’.
that a rogue doesn’t have to be a thief although most of us probably
think of an assassin when we hear the word rogue (courtesy of World
of Warcraft) but that’s only one of the many things a rogue can be.
different kinds of Rogues
The first thing that springs to mind when we think of Rogues is
probably the Thief.
There are many kinds of thieves just as there are many kinds of
rogues, but a thief is always a person who steals, if not, they’d be
called something else. The thief could be anything from a
professional housebreaking burglar to a lowly orphan pickpocket to a
corrupt politician working to fill his coffers on the work of others,
But in the end, it’s still a thief we talk about. The fantasy thief
we get to follow is often an orphan, either working alone, a
miserable soul alone in a dangerous adult world, or they could be a
member of a gang, where the orphan works together with others. Often,
these gangs have distinct hierarchies where the bigger, tougher
orphans keep the younger ones at bay with violence and threats, with
the younger ones doing the hard work just to have their stolen goods
confiscated by the ones higher up in the ladder. But a Thief can also
be adult, of course. Then we’re looking at burglars and pickpockets
who could either have grown up doing their job, or have become
thieves as a result of for example poverty or bankrupcy. In the end,
anyone could be a thief, if there are no other choices.
Another of the most well-known types of Rogues is the Assassin. Just
like the case with thieves, there are numerous forms of Assassins;
From the lowlife cutthroat waiting in the alley for someone to kill
and rob to the professional hired killer that hunts down people in
exchange for payment. The typical fantasy Assassin doesn’t usually
hold any personal grudge against her target – she simply kills
because whoever paid her told her to. For this, the assassin has to
be cynical and resistant to emotion. The idea of killing anyone –
young or old, king or peasant – has to be acceptable for the ideal
assassin. The Assassin is known to work alone. She rarely have
friends or close contacts, maybe because she has a habit of not
trusting anyone she’s not threatening with a dagger. However,
assassin guilds are not entirely uncommon in the world of organized
crime. An important thing to remember is that not every assassin is a
specialist trained to kill kings and politicians, quite the opposite
actually. Being a professional assassin takes a lot of practise and a
good pinch of skill, so simple cutthroats and stranglers are common
in gangs, working along with burglars or other thieves to achieve a
common goal: money.
A disclaimer: When I say bandit, I don’t mean the same kind of
criminal as the Thief. The bandit, to me, is a criminal with an
adventurous spirit. Think Robin hood, or Captain Jack Sparrow, for
example. The Bandit usually has slightly better morals than the thief
or the assassin, but that doesn’t mean they are kind members of
society. Bandits steal and pillage too. But the bandit is in some
occassions almost a folk hero. He steals from the rich and
(sometimes) gives to the poor. There are many kinds of bandits.
There’s the forest bandit, working in gangs together, robbing kings
and dukes and then withdrawing to the safety of the deep forest,
there’s the heroic but scumbag-ish pirate, who is the most 'evil’
kind of bandit, there’s the highwayman – an almost ghostlike bandit
who appears out of thin air on the roadside to rob you of your
belongings. There’s the steampunk freebooter, much like a pirate,
often a member of an often dysfunctional criminal gang dedicated to
adventure and treasure-seeking.
To summarize the bandit;
Where the thief does it because she has no other choice, the Bandit
does it just because she can.
This is a tricky one. See what I did there? No, but seriously, this
is where the lines start to get blurry. From the corrupt aristocrat
to the orphan street actor, the Trickster is a thief who swindles
others. Also often called a conman, this is one of the more
interesting types of thieves according to me because it involves so
much play. The Trickster carefully plans his jobs, wether they
involve the swindling of a wealthy aristocrat or a simple street con.
The Trickster is often a richer kind of thief, who can afford
costumes and disguises which he or she can use in their jobs.
Example: The Gentlemen Bastards book series is about a gang of
tricksters. The first book involves them playing a heist against a
rich nobleman, seamlessly weaving a totally fake story to get his
attention, and then, spinning the web even wider, they begin hauling
off bags of money right in front of their eyes. The Trickster often
enjoys his job. A personality trait common to many tricksters is good
charisma. The Trickster can convince and bluff anyone with a little
time and perhaps just a little
bit of luck, wether it be that rich, influental lady down in the
Ballroom or the paranoid duke in his well-guarded office.
This is another kind of weird type of rogue because the Bruiser is
often not just a bruiser. A Bruiser is a strong person who has
experience with weapons and can handle themselves well in a fight.
For example, the Bruiser might be a war veteran or ex-guardsman. The
Bruiser is a teamplayer, definitely. She is very important in a gang
of Rogues. A Bruiser can rough people up while the Thieves empty
their treasury, or if something goes wrong in a job, one can always
rely on the Bruiser to be there with either her fist, swords, or in
Jean Tannen’s case – his two hatchets. But as I said, the Bruiser
must not be limited to just fighting and brawling, in many cases, a
Bruiser is skilled in the arts of stealth and pickpocking as well
~The Rogue Character~
In Rogue fantasy, the main ”element” is the character, without
doubt. What I mean with this is, in for example, Epic fantasy or High
fantasy, the world is the focus. Worldbuilding is key. But Rogue
Fantasy involves getting personal with the characters. Very personal.
The rogue is a lawless person, who steals money or valuable property
from others for their own gain. The morals of a rogue are always a
relevant topic in Rogue Fantasy. What separates a heroic ”steal
from the rich – give to the poor”-bandit from a lowly murder?
Both are criminals, right?
For a rogue fantasy story to be interesting and enjoyable to read,
the rogue character has to have some human side that can be
understood by the reader. This can and will of course vary from
reader to reader. I’ve seen reviews of books with ”evil”
characters where I really don’t agree at all – and vice versa. It’s
a tricky thing to know who’s going to enjoy the book and who’s going
to disagree with the mission of the main characters. Sometimes one
can both enjoy the book and also disagree with the characters
mission, as I said, it’s a very personal thing.
This is also something that varies from author to author. But the
Rogue fantasy books that I have read have actually surprised me. I
would have loved to see even more female main/important characters
but I will have to give this genre a pass on the gender equality
test. Sexism was actually very sparse in the books I read, even
Goldman’s 'The Princess Bride’ from the 1970’s, which did include
some sexism, but that was in the 70’s and from what I’ve seen and
read, Rogue fantasy and Fantasy in general has more or less grown
past sexism. But again, this varies. Not all authors are the same of
have the same views on society, but I’m very happy to see that the
authors I picked for this analysis haven’t dissapointed me.
The Female Rogue
I’m only doing this paragraph because even though the sexism I found
while reading was sparse, it existed. I’m writing this to sum up all
the positive depictions of female rogues I got while reading.
The female rogue is every bit as skilled as the male one. There is no
difference between the sexes. I’ve met tall, brutal killers and short
sneaky assassins among the women in Rogue Fantasy stories. Just like
their male counterparts. Badass female rogues are very common in
todays Rogue Fantasy, which I think is epic.
One of the main characters in Scott Lynch’s 'Republic of Thieves’ is
Sabetha Belacoros, a total criminal expert and con artist mastermind.
In 'Red Seas over Red Skies’, in the same book series, we meet the
ruthless and widely feared pirate Drakasha, ruler of the Sea of
Brass, and her swashbuckling sidekick Ezri.
In Brandon Sanderson’s 'The Final Empire’ (Mistborn series), there’s
Vin, the assassin/crook who uses ancient metallurgic magic to gain
superhuman powers as she helps ignite the flames of revolution in an
In 'Retribution Falls’ by Chris Wooding, we meet all sorts of
steampunk pirate women. There’s the navigator Jez who is hiding a
secret which has kept her running across the country for many many
years. Most notable character in this entire book: Trinicka Dracken.
Bounty hunter. Captain of a huge airship. Cold-blooded traitor and
killer. Former lover of the main character. A great character!
Another character, this one from a non-Rogue Fantasy novel is the
debt collector Devi from The Name of the Wind. She’s definitely
malicious and tricky enough to earn an honorable mention in this
2: The Goal
Crooks want money. That’s common knowledge. Often, the
goal of the Rogues in a story is a pile of gold, but like most
fantasy heroes through ages of epic stories, many Rogues seek
adventure. This is especially seen in Swashbuckler fantasy, closely
related to Rogue fantasy.
But that adventure is often achieved on the road to that
big pile of gold.
Most thieves become thieves because of two reasons: 1),
They have no choice, or 2), they have a great greed for wealth and
power, and achieving it the lawful way is too hard and takes too much
time. To complete this goal of wealth and/or power (the two often
come together), some things are essential. Brains are the number one
components in the plan, second come nimble fingers for picking locks
and cutting purses, muscles for breaking open doors and immobilizing
guards and also, very important, cunning. The rogue must be able to
think quickly, and act quicker. She needs to be able to make
important decisions quickly and under pressure if the situation comes
That’s why it’s important to the rogue to either be all
of this things herself if she works alone, or assemble a trustworthy
and qualified gang where everyone is assigned their role. Both work.
Both have their pros and cons.
Back to the goal.
In many rogue fantasy books, the goal is achieved and
the rogues live happily ever after (until someone catches them and
they meet a swift end at the edge of an axe or a not so swift one at
the end of a noose) but sometimes that goal can be quite nasty to
reach. It may take a few books (or seven, as Scott Lynch allegedly
plans for his Gentlemen Bastards) but at least in most completed
Rogue Fantasy book that I have read, the main characters reach their
goal and all is well. It takes a lot to write a story where the main
characters fail their goal and still have readers praising the book.
3: The World
Just because I stated above that Rogue fantasy is built
on character development doesn’t mean that the world is less
important. For the story to be interesting and believable, the world
has to be as well.
Rogue fantasy is incredibly adaptive. It can take place
in an urban setting. It can be set in High Fantasy worlds like for
example ”The Way of Shadows” by Brent Weeks. It can be set in a
world historically similar to ours, like in ”The Lies of Locke
Lamora” by Scott Lynch, where the world is similar to our own
I like to think that while High Fantasy worlds are vast
and with many different countries and provinces, Rogue fantasy worlds
are often smaller and more focused on a few places, usually. Of
course, there are exceptions but the Rogue fantasy books that have
really stood out to me and been the most enjoyable have been that
The rogue fantasy world is often somewhat evil. I don’t
know if that’s the right word, but it certainly often has a dark
undertone. I think it is there to amplify the dark theme of Rogues
and crime, and Victorian Steampunk is a classic theme for these
For example, not that the Sherlock Holmes stories are
thief stories – it’s the other way around, but they’re criminal
stories set in a kind of dark Victorian england. That kind of world
is perfect for rogue fantasy, as seen in the video game Dishonored,
where one plays an assassin in a huge steampunk city.
But as I said, High Fantasy worlds suit Rogue Fantasy
perfectly. This is seen in Swashbuckler fantasy stories for example,
like ”The Princess Bride” and even sometimes, although the world
is darker and grimier, in Brandon Sanderson’s ”The Final Empire”.
The world plays a great role in Rogue Fantasy. The
character is the main element, while in High Fantasy, the
worldbuilding is key, more often than not. But for the story to be
alive and functioning, emulating a living society where the Rogues do
their play, the world has to be seamless. Who lives in that huge city
where the thieves roam at night? Who’s that baker and what’s he
hiding in his basement? That rich aristocrat in the fancier
neighbourhood, I heard he’s got a stash of gems that could easily be
lifted with a little tricking. People play huge roles in fantasy
stories. Where they would usually be more ”good” in stories like
”The Hobbit”, they might be more cynical, ”evil” or otherwise
wicked in some way. This is especially seen in the High Fantasy
series ”A world of Ice and Fire”. That kind of world, like in
Martin’s novels, fit Rogue Fantasy extremely well.
A hostile world is a perfect environment for Rogues.
The world has to be functioning like our own in order to
achieve as good a story as possible. I’m not saying everyone has to
do that, I’ve read stories where the world isn’t really that
well-crafted and unique but the story hasn’t suffered from it at all.
Other than those few points like darker undertone and
”strange” people, a Rogue Fantasy world could be just like any
other fantasy world.
are awesome and Rogue fantasy is the best thing for rainy days, best
enjoyed with chocolate and a cup of tea. (based on personal
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Paradoxically, despite their malicious and frequently violent relations, when allowed the opportunity to hunt as a pair, our Utahraptors show a greater degree of coordination and communication than any other predatory dinosaur observed, and are potentially among the deadliest predators ever housed at Jurassic World.
In reference to the free-spirited criminal duo of the silver screen, they were christened Thelma and Louise at birth, though unlike their cinema namesakes, they are most certainly not friends.
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- The Hobbit
- Lord of the Rings
- Halt and Catch Fire
- The Fall
- Harry Potter
- Pushing Daisies
- Criminal Minds
- Pirates of the Caribbean
- Star Trek
- Avatar: The Last Airbender
- The Legend of Korra
- American Horror Story
- Game of Thrones
- Marvel Cinematic Universe
- Howl’s Moving Castle
- Princess Mononoke
- Spirited Away
- The Mortal Instruments
- The Hunger Games
- Once Upon a Time
- The Fault in Our Stars
- Miami Medical
- The Imitation Game
- Guardians of the Galaxy
- Captain America
- Iron Man
- Jaime Lannister
- Richard Armitage
- Sebastian Stan
- Heath Ledger
- Cate Blanchett
- Ian McKellen
- Hugo Weaving
- Orlando Bloom
- Benedict Cumberbatch
- Tom Hiddleston
- Lana Parrilla
- Jaime Campbell-Bower
- Matthew Gray-Gubler
- Zachary Quinto
- Robert Downey Jr.
- Scarlett Johansson
- Jennifer Lawrence
- Chris Hemsworth
- Martin Freeman
- Chris Evans
- Johnny Depp
- Ansel Egort
- Nikolaj Coster-Waldau
- Evan Peters
- Lee Pace
And life-changing events. Found it on Deviantart thought it would be a good idea to share it. All credits to the person who posted it: dark-sheikah.
- Rite of passage (birth, adolescence, marriage, joining a religion or club, etc.) - Death of a family member, mentor, lover, pet, or best friend - Committing a crime; murder, stealing, break-in, kidnapping, arson, rape, drugs, adultery, forgery, treason, etc. - Victim or witness of a crime - Falling in love - Converting beliefs - Switching jobs/careers - Switching lifestyle - Saving a life - Scientific discovery - Personal discovery; destiny, spiritual goal, family secrets, hidden potential, power, or talent - Fighting in a war - Winning or losing a battle - Being recognized for a skill, trait, endeavor, or heroic deed - Falling into/out of an addiction or habit - Gaining an inheritance or gift: money, a weapon, armor, jewelry, privilege/rights, property, pet, etc. - Moving to a new residence - Going to live with a different family member or guardian - Achieving a long-term goal - Earning an award, winning a prize, trophy, certificate, badge, etc. - Separation from family member, friend, teammate, or spouse - Becoming rich or poor, change in financial state or status, going into debt - Forming a new friendship/partnership, alliance - Gathering allies; hiring or recruiting people for a task or mission - Becoming rivals or enemies with someone - Illness or injury; poisoning, broken limb, blindness, deafness, virus, disease, etc. - Undergoing healing or purging of a disease, poison, injury or curse - Becoming cursed, possessed, or instilled with a new power - Lifting a curse from a person, place, or object - Joining a group or organization; art club, publishing, activist, services, terrorist group, etc. - Marriage or divorce - Imprisonment/being held hostage - Escaping from imprisonment - Retirement - Quitting or being laid-off from a job - Being exiled from a group or society - Pregnancy/birth - Adopting or stealing a child - Change in acceptance by peers - Traveling/Vacation, pilgrimage - Bonding moment, reconnecting to a person, place, or memory; reunion (family, high-school, etc.) - Volunteering in humanitarian services - Promoting a belief, value, or cause to a group of people - Founding a society, organization, or group - Running a business - Elected as a leader, manager, overseer, etc. of a society - Offered a job under a powerful or prestigious person - Attending school or being tutored; teaching self; learning a new skill - Mentoring someone else in knowledge or skills - Write and publish journals or books. - Expanding on, revising, or establishing a new theory, philosophy, or way of doing things - Being disowned or sold away by family - Being discriminated against, denied rights - Being bullied, harassed, stalked, molested - Undergoing surgery; medical or body-modifications - Being experimented on - Forced to live in isolation due to illness, a crime, protection, etc. - Battling for power, influence, or ownership over a person, group, city, nation, property, or object. - Caught up in a natural disaster; earthquake, hurricane, fire, flood, building collapse, draught, etc. - Victim of war or revolution; different ruler, government; terrorist attack; bombing, arson, raid - Becoming inspired by, and striving to be like, a famous or honorable person - Finding out a friend or loved one has been diagnosed with a serious illness or has suffered an accident - Attempting or contemplating suicide or suicide-by-cop - Resurrected from the dead - Reincarnated into a different body - Physical fight or argument with a friend, falling out - Being lied to; tricked or deceived into doing something humiliating, dishonorable, illegal, or dangerous - Being betrayed, having rumors spread about them, blackmail - Betraying, deceiving, or abandoning someone else - Exacting revenge, punishment, or retaliation against someone - Defending a person, object, or place against attack - Running away from home - Trapped for days in a wreckage - Imposing religious beliefs upon others - Getting lost in the wilderness, or stranded in unknown territory - Experiencing visions, hallucinations, or vivid dreams - Exposing secret or vital information to the public or a special group - Setting loose a demon, monster, criminal, spirit, plague, etc. - Intervening in government affairs; settling a dispute or making one worse; foiling a plan - Entertaining a crowd with a speech, comedy, dancing, singing, music, acrobatics, sparring, tricks, etc. - Questing to find and retrieve a valuable item, person, creature, or knowledge - Capturing a person, animal or creature - Stumbling upon a valuable artifact, resource, or magical item - Taking or stealing an artifact or magical power, for oneself or for another - Rivalry between a family member, teammate, fellow worker, fellow student, or a political opponent - Falsely accusing another of a crime - Placed in a cryogenic sleep, or experiencing a coma - Fighting for a person’s affections, love, or acceptance - Helping to popularize an item or drug - Survived a fall from a building or cliff - Surviving an animal, creature, or A.I. attack - Being rescued by someone; by fire, wreckage, attack, imprisonment, sacrifice, death sentence, etc. - Ordering or taking part in a building project: roads, bridges, palaces, renovations, facility, weapon, etc. - Destroying an important or dangerous piece of machinery, weapon, robot, or other scientific invention - Taking part in a contest or tournament - Leading a revolt or conspiring against someone; mutiny - Going into hiding or assisting another person or people into hiding - Repaying someone for favors or good deeds - Redeeming oneself or making up for past crimes, injustices, or debts - Being mistaken for committing a crime, having awesome power or talent, being a famous person, etc. - Signing a contract; making a deal or promise with someone - Breaking a promise - Auditioning for a play or talent show - Being interviewed for a job or report - Sending an important message or item to someone, or serving as a spy - Journeying to Heaven, Hell, Limbo, a different dimension, or someone else’s dream world - Emergency landing in a flying aircraft - Becoming lost or stranded at sea, or shipwrecked - Appointed and tutored at a young age for a specific role—soldier, nun, artist, slave, ruler, criminal, entertainer, etc. - Being the first in a group to achieve something extraordinary - Receiving guidance from a ghost, spirit, angel, demon, or god - Getting caught in a trap - Being summoned by a friend, family member, stranger, rival, enemy, deity, etc. to meet somewhere - Holding a meeting or attending one - Having something stolen or taken away by force - Being pressured into choosing a side
So I’ve been watching a lot of Criminal Minds lately, and for some weird reason, watching how Dr. Reid works and how intelligent he is really motivates me to do my work and to just improve my own intelligence. He’s a fictional character on a fictional show but somehow he gets me motivated and inspired??? I guess whatever works ?
LOVER COME HOLD ME , heads on the fritz. body intoxicated , feelings comfortably mixed. lover come hold me , could you forget ? i got a secret – digging a ditch. she said i’m looking like a bad man ; smooth criminal. she said my spirit doesn’t move like it did before. she said that i don’t look like me no more. i said ‘ i’m just tired ’ – she said ‘ you’re just high ’
#ELBARTOI . independent adult ! bart simpson from fox’s the simpsons — written by rhys .
hi, yes, have you accepted buffy summers into your heart as your personal lord and savior?
alias: kai pronouns: she/her timezone: eastern favorite faces:chris evans, garrett hedlund, jai courtney, mads mikkelsen, nico tortorella, ryan reynolds, sebastian stan, sophia bush, vanessa hudgens. favorite plots: standard dramatic/angsty plots. obsessive/stalkery ships. murder plots are fun, group things, trigger warning plots bc i’m trash, twins/multiples, big fam/siblings, fosters, mob/criminal, blackmail, char spirits, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, pining, parents, i was a hs daddy, exes, divorced, young_girl.mp3 what do you hope to see on effulgent? bomb plots with great people! a gif/meme that describes you: