lyra's world

some less discussed hdm moments/elements/plots i’m super pumped to see in the tv show:

  • lyra being a little shit in jordan - lyra getting drunk off her ass, lyra being a little shit to the scholars, lyra fucking around in the catacombs only to have headless ghosts haunt her at night. give me my little shit of a child lyra
  • will parry and his cat moxie straight up killing a man
  • marisa coulter letting lord boreal believe she’s charmed by him and totally into him, then straight up poisoning him and leaving him in a tent to die when he stops being useful to her
  • marisa coulter leading an army of spectres?? marisa coulter being terrifying as fuck????
  • but then: marisa coulter in the cave with lyra; marisa, despite all of asriel’s caution, charming him and deceiving him and then escaping asriel’s captivity to spy for him
  • everything that marisa does between escaping asriel and then him saving her from the exploding power station tbh
  • then marisa lying with all her being to motherfucking right hand of god, ruler of heaven metatron??? marisa playing him???
  • people talk a lot about marisa in the golden compass but seriously. marisa in the amber spyglass. she’s terrifying and spectacular and i love her
  • anyway
  • mary motherfucking malone
  • mary being dragged into this weird world of parallel universes and angels and shit and being all “fuck it, i’m too tired to try and doubt this shit, i’ll just go with it”
  • cynic mary having this childlike excitement and wonder for all the things she encounters, yet still being scientific and analytical about it
  • mary and the mulefa. mary and atal
  • the mulefa!!!!! give me my alien elephants on wheels children who are so pure and good!!!!!! the real angels of this story tbh
  • okay now this is really niche but: ama, the himalayan girl who helped will wake up lyra in the cave? she’s pure and fierce and brave, i love that little girl
  • gallivespians. all gallivespians. then also tialys and salamakia in particular. hand-sized people who ride giant dragonflies and can kill you with a stab of their ankle spurs and take no shit from no one. how fucking metal is that
  • the knife breaking, the reforging of the knife, that’s some good intense shit
  • the world of the dead. will and lyra in the world of the dead. it’s gonna be fucked up. just fuck me up i’m ready
  • i’m gonna stop but this is still just a partial list really
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  • no but listen???
  • this whole trilogy, this whole (multi) universe, it’s so fucking reach and beautiful and detailed and poetic and overwhelming and flowing with iconic moments and things that i love so dearly
  • fuck the daemons hype i’m dying to see all the other details, literally everything else
  • and with the team being so keen to stick to the source material?? i’m gonna die and i’m gonna love it
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*disgusted noises because overflowing with feelings*

Cullen and Lyra

anonymous asked:

Asking for a friend: Any Richonne fake marriage, arranged marriage, or anything similar fics?

Hi anon! 

Asking for a friend, huh? 

Originally posted by nakamorijuan

….okay. 

Here’s a small listing for you of the fics we’ve found with your theme in mind:

If we find any more, we’ll be sure to update this post accordingly.

Thanks! :)

CAN  U  BELIEVE  I  AM  SO  IN  LOVE         with  the   his  dark  materials  series.     i  wish  i  could  express  it  to  u  all  bc  it  actually  makes  my  heart  burst  and  i  feel  like  i  could  cry.    FUN  FACT  ;    it  was  the  first  fictional  series  i  ever  read.    my  parents  had  huge  problems  getting  me  interested  in  anything  that  was  not  non - fiction  reading    (   look  @  me  now  mum  lmao   )    and  a  family  friend  lent  me  the  series  in  one  huge  book  form  and  i  carried  it  around  primary  school  with  me  and  i  Loved  it.    i  loved  lyra.    she  was  my  favourite  character.    mrs  coulter  is  still  my  favourite  villain  /  kinda  redeemed  villain.    can  u  believe  books  like  percy  jackson  or  harry  potter  get  shit  from  religious  communities  for  their  content  when  there  are  books  out  there  like  hdm  where  a  beautiful  twelve - year  old  boy  with  two  missing  fingers  kills  god  with  a  sharp  knife  while  his  kickass  friend  and  light  of  my  life  manipulates  and  lies  her  way  through  to  finding  the  value  of  truth  and  Overthrowing  the  empire.    there  are  Gay  Angels  and  an  ex - nun  who  lives  as  a  scientist  and  the  magisterium   (  cough ,    the  church  )    rule  with  terrifying  absolution  and  mutilate  children  in  their  search  for  original  sin.    there’s  a  Huge  class  divide  and  the  gyptians    (   deep  Breaths   )    are  an  incredible  ethnic  group  that  lives  in  a  v  racist  and  radically  religious  world.    whose  children  are  being  stolen  by  the  authorities  and  nobody  cares.    just  disappear  off  the  face  of  the  earth  and  white  ppl  dont  care.    they  take  matters  into  their  own  hands  and  organise  a  fucking  arctic  rescue  force  even  tho  they  they  live  on  boats.    there’s  a  monumental  moment  where  someone  stands  up  and  asks  if  they’re  going  to  save  the  white  kids  as  well  and  the  speech  is  Amazing  and  they’re  just  an  incredible  people  who  take  in  lyra  the  skinny  runaway  white  kid  who  puts  them  in  danger  and  is  the  daughter  of  their  enemies  like  i  just  Love  this  series.

LONG  STORY  SHORT  :     i  may  have  slipped  and  brought  my  lyra  muse  back.

The Permission Slip

Because @anghraine mentioned PTA AU, and her brain went one place and mine went another.

The Permission Slip

Jyn opened the door as quietly as possible and slid into the school library. Not that she really should have bothered with stealth. The big room echoed with chatter and laughter and suddenly, happy shrieking as something went pop!

She leaned her back against the wall, looking around. She vaguely remembered coming here on a long-ago Parent Night. At the time, the posters had been dusty and faded, the shelves looming, and the tables dirty. Not to mention a sour librarian who’d been quick to tell her that Lyra refused to stick to books at her grade level, and hadn’t taken it well when Jyn had snapped back that maybe the librarian shouldn’t be giving her kid boring-ass shit she didn’t want to read.

Now it looked bright and warm, the tables all pushed together at one end, sunlight streaming in through the windows. The new librarian had been making changes. Impressive considering he split his time between here and the high school.

The top half of the shelves were empty, all the books moved down. She wondered where the rest of them had gone. Still, there were enough books to make her itchy. She’d kicked the dust of school off her Doc Martens ten years ago, and while she’d gotten her GED, she still wasn’t a fan of scholastic environments in general.

Lyra, she reminded herself. She was here for Lyra. For Lyra, she’d walk over hot coals and swallow live scorpions and -

And take the afternoon off work to tell her kid’s school librarian a thing or two.

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Abemiha week day 6:

Crossover - verb. The act of taking two typically unrelated series’ characters and having them interact; taking character(s) from one fandom, and translating them into another series’ setting with typically little to no basis for doing so

“But I have infinite tenderness for you. I always will. My whole life.” -Blue Is The Warmest Color

His Dark Materials Crossover!

The basics:

Mihashi from our world, knife bearer, barn owl daemon(female)

Abe from Lyras world, can read the alethiometer, badger daemon (male)

LONG rant under cut! Like seriously. It’s the story basics.

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anonymous asked:

Do you know of any fanfics where Michonne and Lori fight over Rick or Lori interferes in Rick and Michonne's relationship?

Hey anon!

Since this is a popular ask, we’ve complied a list with all the Richonne fics we have recently found with your topic in mind:

Happy Reading :)

BREATHLESS  ,     KNEE - TOPS   STREAKED           with   blood   from   deep   grazing.     staggering   to   unsteady   feet  ,     fingers   slithering   into   the    DEPTHS    of   her   pocket   to   brush    pantalaimon’s    SOFT    mouse - fur.     ❝     i   never   seen   so   many    CARTS    and   things         ❞     an   adamant   denial   of   responsibility  ,     an   embarrassed   child   blushed   as   she   wiped    FILTH  - smeared   palms   against   a   tattered   skirt.     ❝     i    NEVER    guessed   they   was   going   so   fast.     ❞

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sofiagray13  asked:

hi i was wondering if you could list all the stories you know of that include sort of love triangles between rick michonne & jessie or rick michonne and lori?? thanks :))

Hi @sofiagray13

Off the top of my head, these are the fics that come to mind based on your request. We’ll update this list going forward if we happen to think of any more that fit your ask. Thanks. 

Daemon Etiquette and Adulthood (HDM)

A question about daemons, from the His Dark Materials universe, that I have never been able to answer. If your daemon conspicuously manifests your feelings, does that count as bad manners?

My immediate answer is no, your daemon is your soul, and should be free to express yourself in any way that doesn’t hurt or offend someone else, or their daemon. But so much of modern adulthood consists in hiding one’s feelings – just think of poker games, or business meetings, or attending a friend’s rock concert. Having to curb your daemon from expressing itself sounds like discipline of the severest sort, but… It would also be necessary.

Then again, Pan expresses Lyra’s feelings very frequently… But Lyra, very importantly, is a child. And I thought of that scene from Tge Golden Compass (still a better title than The Northern Lights!) when Mrs. Coulter and Lyra argue about whether she can keep the little white bag where she holds the alethiometer. Pan, the narrator specifies, becomes a polecat and hisses. And then the golden monkey attacks him until Lyra relents.

Now, we all know that Mrs. Coulter is a twisted and cruel sadist… But, consider all the other specific activities that she does with Lyra. She introduces Lyra to the world of being an adult woman of wealth, taste, and influence. Why is another question (can she not relate to Lyra as a little girl, so she treats Lyra like a young woman? Is this the simplest way to integrate Lyra into her life? I had an idea that Mrs. Coulter, by doing this, was deliberately Accelerating Lyra’s maturity, hurrying Pan towards settling, and putting Lyra out of danger among the Gobblers.) but in that context, then the golden monkey’s attack can be read as an abusive and extreme form of instruction: Do Not Snarl. Adult Daemons Do Not Snarl. You Are an Adult; Act Like One.

And I have to do the odd capitalization thing, it’s a lot easier than trying to do all caps on the iPad.

The other time in TGC that we see adult daemons react dramatically is when Farder Coram is telling the tale of when he met Serafina Pekkala, who had no daemon. The daemons present caw or bristle, but the men present also are visibly shaken. It is a casual gathering among comrades. There’s no need to be straight faced.

It seems like an aspect of Lyra’s world that never got really articulated – that children are free to let their daemons express their feelings in form or expression, but that full grown adults have to control their daemons like they control their faces and mannerisms, depending on the company. (Do daemons code-switch, and adapt different mannerisms among different groups?)

anonymous asked:

Hi, I was wondering if you knew any fices with Andre alive. AU or Canon is fine. Thank you in advance for answering!!

Hey Anon! 

As requested, here’s an awesome mixed batch of AU & Canon fics with Andre alive for you. Enjoy :)

Me: ok but whenever people assign the kids patronuses or daemons or anything they probably go with giving them their associated animals and that’s just… not accurate. Like, you think dog and you think loyal, friendly, uncomplaining, etc, and maybe that’s what Jade wants to be, but that’s not what she actually is. If anyone got the daemon for being loyal and needy and interested in affection, I’d think it’d be Dave.

Gill: Imagine the kids growing up in HDM verse and everyone expects Jade to settle on a dog but it’s Dave and it’s just like ???

Me: *gestures* What are thooose? 

Me: Also, if you gave Rose a cat, it wouldn’t be an elegant cat. It would be like… the kind of mangy cat that’s always getting into fights and has a missing eye or ear or both.

Gill: Ok but what WOULD Jade be.

Me: I’m not sure… maybe a hedgehog? Still cute but kind of prickly and defensive?

Gill: I’m on board with that, and not only because I can make Sonic the hedgehog jokes.

Me: Oh no.

Gill: John’s patronus would be Casey though, if only because I want to imagine a guy in wizard robes summoning a salamander also in wizard robes.

You’re only human.

Draco had always known he wanted to have a child, wife, and a beautiful home. He envisioned his future world where his son would look up to him, similar to how he had done with his own. That his son would forgive him for the terrible things he had once done, that when he shared that part of him that he had done enough good in his life to be seen as a good father. 

The day he was handed Scorpius he felt as though a part of him awakened, an instant emotion cascading through his blood as he stared down at the pale baby in his arms. Watching with each day as his son laughed, cried, giggled and smiled. 

Draco would be lying to say he didn’t struggle with being in his own mind, a good father because he did. There were nights where his wife would come down their stairs, take the tumbler of Firewhiskey from his hand and escort him to bed. Holding and whispering all the right things that convinced him to sleep and leave the self-loathing behind him. With each milestone reached a new level of hatred rising in himself, reprimanding him for having the life he had that he did not deserve. With each candle blown out with each passing year his son asked him far more questions and he dreaded internally him ever asking what he was like as a child. 

Truthfully he knew he had been a rotten child. He had been vile, cruel and obnoxious. He had tortured, near killed fellow students and participated in the killing of an innocent man. By definition, he was a bad person, undeserving of a wife who loved him immensely and a child who wished to be like him. 

And then they were told of a second blessing, a blessing that they never thought they would have, knowing their troubles with having Scorpius. 

They were pregnant again. 

Their pregnancy was different than the previous, her cravings and her manner changed. Draco watched on helplessly as she insisted upon caring for Scorpius without help, the toddler tiring her immensely with each passing day. He helped where he could, trying to bottle his emotions and worries about telling not one child, but two what he had done. 

“Am I not asking too much? For too much understanding?” Draco asked his wife one night in bed.

“I think you need to look in the mirror and see the person you’ve become. The person you was would not be in this bed with me, would not have a son and another child on the way. I don’t think you’re asking too much Draco,” her eyes meeting his as she turned on the pillow to face him, “I actually don’t even think you have to ask for anything, you made this life yourself, you weren’t given it.”

He found peace in her words but it never felt enough to shake his worries, deciding to be a good husband and care for his family. His daughter Lyra came into the world a few weeks after their talk in bed. A beauty he never thought he’d see. He came to find that his initial woes of having a baby girl washed away when her first word was “ da-da”, her bright grey eyes on him as she thrust her pale arms up in the air as she swept down to retrieve her. He found himself wrapping her in his arms, playing tea parties and dress up with her just to see her smile. 

Even with all of this, a part of him never fully felt whole, he assumed this was to do with his own baggage and view of the world. But when his wife collapsed, his hand wrapped around her frail fingers, her sparkling eyes staring at him full of questions and fear he felt it vanish. Finally accepting what was done was done, that he couldn’t allow this sadness and loathing to ruin any more moments. Draco found something inside of himself that made him able to be there for his wife, telling her the right things, doing the right things. The Healer coming in, his brain already thinking the worst as he was told of their third blessing. A miracle by any means as their previous two pregnancies had done a number on his wife’s body. 

She wasn’t as able this time around, something he knew his wife struggled with as she had always prided herself on being ready to conquer anything thrown at her. Her own deep seeded inadequacy causing them both to argue. Their fights starting as something small, that would twist and morph into their own worst fears until he saw the droplets of tears down her face and held her close. That he was failing her. Failing to make her feel like the Queen she was, it eating away at him until he became frustrated and near destroyed the nursery that had taken days to build.

But she came back to him. Her arms wrapped around him as he pathetically sobbed into the brave woman he loved. Her hands on either side of his cheeks, her eyes firmly staring into his as she said,

“You are only human Draco, you made a mistake. If you do not forgive yourself, if you do not try to let it go, it will eat you alive day by day. Use your mistakes as a platform to be better, not to pull yourself down into the depths you made them in..” 

That night he lay listening to her sleep, his arm around their daughter after a nightmare, their son eventually sneaking in and laying between them. The moonlight cascading over his family. He thought back to her kind words when he wished to write how sorry he was for the hurt he had caused those at school. How brave she was as she met his parents and stood firmly as they bashed her for being less than they expected. How kind she was to each person that ridiculed her for standing by him, for loving him. 

And as the following day, their third miracle was born into the world early he held his wife’s damp hand. Crouching down close to her ear as she looked at him scared for their small baby wrapped in pink blankets, her tiny breaths that sounded pained and forced.

“You, my love make me happy in a way no one else ever could or can. You have given me more than I ever thought I wanted or deserved,” his finger stroking softly their youngest daughters tiny cheek. His eyes moving back to his wife’s. “It may have taken me a decade to realise this but without you I am weak, alone I can do so little, but together we can do so much… we, together, can get through this.”

“You really mean that?” she asked, her eyes full of fear and woe at the prospect of their youngest child’s survival. 

“I really do,” Draco smiled.  “She’s a fighter, we need to fight for her.”

For the first time in their ten years of marriage, he was truly present. Having forgiven himself and accepting that he too deserves to be happy.

Replica: Lyra/Brandy (INTP)

UNOFFICIAL TYPING by electraspectra Warning : spoilers

Introverted Thinking (Ti): Lyra wants everything around her to make sense and a huge part of her narrative involves her trying to make sense of each and every event based on her constrained experiences. She learns to read (which is something not all replicas do) so that words in the book would make sense. Whenever a certain person acts in a certain way, Lyra tries to logically justify it. Very detached in her approach, Lyra looks at the world from the perspective of science. This is evident when Lyra finds out that she is actually not a Replica but instinctively feels comfortable knowing that 72 and she, both have hearts that beat (I.e. something in common). Lyra is also very analytical. She quickly makes sense random clues about Haven to realize that they were cloning dead kids.

Extroverted Intuition (Ne): Lyra sees the world through a novel prospective. To her everything is new and exciting and worth being explored. She is comfortable seeing the bigger picture will piecing together facts. Lyra is also very future oriented. Always contemplating how she would end up. She is quick at gauging underlying meaning during conversation. I.e. the nurse Em conversation and the fact that Pete and Gemma are more than friends.

Introverted Sensing (Si): Lyra compares everything with the limited experiences she has had. She compares every action of evey new people she meets with everything other replicas has done before. Everytime she gets close to 72, she thinks of a pregnant replica. Initially when number 72 behaves wildly/unpredictability she assumes that he is suffering from mental disorder. (Something she has been told from the very beginning). She also heavily relies on her memories to figure stuff out. Example, she used pieces of random conversation at haven, exchanged looks between the doctor and staff to confirm her suspicions about Haven.

Extroverted Feeling (Fe): Lyra struggles with her identity when all the doctors and nurses refuse to treat her like a human but more like an lab rat. She is quite receptive of other peoples emotion. In fact it is the behavior and feelings of Cassiopeia’s replicas that help her differentiate them.

jristz  asked:

Is possible move the 'bots to a different body self sustained in that Another Dimension?

Omega Coder: Questions similar to yours have been asked a couple of times. Unfortunately, the architecture of robots from Lyra-tron’s world makes transferring their consciousness neigh impossible.