-Lance knows this, it’s why he spends hours just just watching Hunk work, keeping him company and telling him that it’s time to go to bed whenever it’s late
-Lately Hunk has been getting ready for the final battle with the Galra, taking inspiration from the trap they created intended for Allura and Coran
-It is a machine that will get its intended target into a never ending black hole, no time loops, no time jumps, just nothing
-And it seems like the machine works because they have experimented on inanimate objects and have tried everything possible to bring them back and once it becomes impossible they know that they can then build one on a bigger scale
-Hunk’s machine works and it will save the day but
-Something goes wrong with the machine, it was something that kept cropping up in the beta testing, it’s a certain screw that just never really wants to work
-And see the only people who know where the screw is and how to fix it are Lance and hunk
-And once you fix it, it’s game over, there no coming back from it
-Lance and hunk both know this
-Before Hunk can even go apologize or go fix it
-Lance is already on his way to the machine
-But just before he gets there, he stops and through the intercom tells Hunk “You are the best damn engineer and friend in this world, watch me make your machine work buddy”
-And hunk is just sobbing repeating “I love you Lance and please don’t do this, I can’t do this without you, I can’t do this without my best friend”
-And now the rest are starting to catch on to what Lance is really doing but by that point it’s too late the galra are gone
- Lance is gone
-And because Hunk is such a good fucking engineer there’s no way to ever get him back
-But you see it’s because Hunk is such a good engineer that he doesn’t give up
-He works non-stop for almost a year trying to get Lance back
-Pidge spends more time on the computer becoming more withdrawn, more obsessive in finding his family, including Lance
-Shiro takes it hard, he feels as if he’s let down his team for not being able to keep them all in one piece, he goes back to being very tense and stiff around the others
-Allura spends days, even weeks trying to find Lance, pinpoint where in all the universe he could be, she won’t say it but she misses his bad pick up lines
-And Coran is just hurt and upset that the young man who would get so homesick and yet try his best and be there for others would give up his chance to see his family and that is what pains him the most
-And Keith just starts spending even more time training, withdrawing from others, trying to act as if though he doesn’t miss Lance, trying to move on, failing to move on
-Hunk just well he needs to get Lance back because what is life without your best friend?
-Who just sits for hours on end just to watch you work and tinker
-A friend who has been there for so long they know what tool you need with a look
-A friend who knows that food isn’t the only important thing to but goddamn we need to find small things that bring us happiness
-A friend who makes you go to sleep when it’s late and you’ve been on a creating binge (the others don’t know but that’s okay the person who needs to know, does)
-A friend who just wants you to succeed
-A friend who loves you for who you are and ask for nothing in return
- A friend who would die for them, for him…..
-What is life without your best friend?
-Hunk already knows and he never wants to live through that again
-Because you see it’s because Hunk is such a good fucking engineer that he does get Lance back
Summary: Akaashi pulls a muscle and Bokuto offers to help him with yoga. Akaashi knows a bad idea when he sees it, and he really only agrees because he’s suddenly acquired a deeply rooted desire to see Bokuto do yoga.For multiple reasons.
Summary: Realizing he’s got it bad for his setter is the easy part. Getting his feelings across might be the hardest thing Bokuto’s ever done, not counting his literature final or putting out the flames on that birthday cake he tried to bake for Akaashi last year, or—or a lot of things, actually.But the point still stands. Reaching out to Akaashi is a leap in the dark, and he wants it more than he’s ever wanted anything (especially the smoking remains of a cake he baked before he really understood his feelings, but knew that it’s what you attempt with your own two hands that matters).
There’s a lot of things Bokuto isn’t sure about now that he’s in university. His program, his new team, his future. There’s only one thing he’s absolutely sure of. He is not dating Akaashi Keiji. Not even a little bit.
things in the jones family are community events. her little sister’s first day
of kindergarten: the whole family piled into the car and took lots of pictures
as little lola walked into the classroom, scowling as mj jumped up and down
holding a small sign that said, “lola jones, you’re the best! lola jones, we’re
so impressed!” (not her best work, but she was twelve.) there was the time when
her brother made it to the regional spelling bee and got out in the fourth
round. her mother even cheered when alexander misspelled “porpoise” and her dad
had to nudge alice to let her know that alexander hadn’t spelled it correctly.
now, michelle is dragging her feet through the mall as her family follows close
behind, laughing and generally being too jovial.
they’re even facetiming alexander in so he can be there too. lola is skipping
through the mall, oohing and aahing at each dress store they pass. michelle
wanted to go to old navy or the gap, but her father had insisted upon either nordstrom
can’t buy your prom dress at the gap, honey.” he had chuckled the night before
when she had found out her mother had invited everyone to go shopping with
them. “especially not if you’re going with peter.” he gave her a coy smile and
then walked away, leaving her to gape and groan loudly before storming off to
her room because there is no point in trying to stop her family.
mother speeds up so she can walk next to michelle. michelle keeps her arms
crossed over her chest and her eyes straight ahead. when it becomes clear her
mother is not going to leave her alone, michelle sighs and quietly asks, “why
did you have to invite them? why couldn’t this one thing just be small?”
mother smiles warmly, wrapping her arms around mj’s shoulders. she squeezes her
tightly, whispering, “because, honey,
it isn’t small to you.”
there are a lot of master lists like these based on songs. and songs are great, but, as a movie lover, i decided to put together a bunch of quotes from movies to be used for the same purpose. so under the cut you’ll find 178 movie quotes that can be used as otp/verse names. these are organized by movie title and some may even fit a brotp. hope it comes in handy to any of you!
omg.. i know this is a bit late for an analysis / my thought about all the chanbaek in Roomate the other day..but after close observations and discussions i came out with this post.. hahah…lol.. enjoy..
after reading this you may want to re-watch Roomate ep13 again.. hehehe..
**warning : this is just what my chanbaek shipper’s mind managed to capture after watching 39 minutes of chanbaek in Roomate ep.13.. and it’s SUPER LONG post.. i didn’t break it into parts.. so bear with it..^_^.. you must’ve known by now that i believe in Chanbaek so hard its not even funny anymore.. so don’t like what you’re gonna read..? no need to read it and no need bash me ok.. we are all love chanbaek here don’t we..?? heheh..**
ok let’s start..
first of all can we take a moment and enjoy the fact that Baekkie call channie when he is mere bored..??
**which means he didn’t have any schedule at the moment**
and did anyone noticed how chanyeol was taken aback when suddenly baekkie said he wanna visit the Roommate house..??
the one that asked baekhyun to come is actually minwoo… Chanyeol eyeing his roomates and suddenly minwoo ask Baekhyun to come visit and as if he got the green light he’s waiting for, Chanyeol immediately ask baekkie to visit…hehe… i bet he must be very excited but half unsure if baekkie really gonna come..
BAEKKIE REALLY COME..!!
and how did he came..? he said he came by bus..lol.. was he..?
i don’t know if this is true but he does look like he come by himself.. the production crew didn’t show baekhyun come out from a car or a van.. we can say that he really come by himself..
the question here is WHY..?? why he decided to come right away after he call chanyeol..? and why he came by himself..? why he make it hard for himself..? maybe the manager really doesn’t know that he sneaked to the Roommate house..?? i’m not sure… what do you think..?
let’s go back to chanyeol shall we..? can we talk about chanyeol hidden dimple that shows up when he know baekhyun is at HIS house..?
look how anticipate he is.. he looks like he can’t wait another second to meet baekkie.. he looks so happy to meet his best-friend.. he also looks like disbelieved that baekhyun really came.. doubt maybe..? that baekhyun really came.. that baekhyun actually managed to come…
i have to admit that in that episode of roommate, chanbaek got many moments, however, its very subtle and kinda - secretive? .. i don’t know why..
look.. why SBS wanna cut so much of chanbaek moments..? i know that we can’t believe SBS Roommate previews but there are a lot of their moments got edited and ended up not being broadcast..
i admit that i anticipated a lot from this visit from baekhyun as a chanbaek moments galore.. at first i thought SBS are not gonna air this episode at all.. but they did..! i wonder why they have to wait up to 5 episodes before air this baekhyun’s visit part..??? maybe they REALLY not gonna air this part but as Bom’s part needed to be cut out and i guess many EXO fans ask for this part be air, the SBS decided to air it..
but SBS cut a lot of Chanbaek moements.. its not fair..!! when other guests come to the house they got almost half the air time but baekkie only got 39 minutes.. huhuhu T_T …
*wipes tears* Ok back to chanbaek..
when chanyeol first saw baekkie at his house, he was kinda shocked..
didn’t baekkie already said that he wants to visit..? my thought..? i think chanyeol didn’t expect baekhyun really come.. he don’t think that manager are gonna allow him to come.. maybe the manager know something about chanbaek that make chanyeol disbelieving.. but he really at the roommate house..
**caption : Heok! (you) really came?**
and the first thing chanyeol did when he saw baekhyun is run towards him and hold his hand..???
if you look closely you probably can see that actually chanyeol are going for a hug.. coz his both hands are up towards baekhyun..
chanyeol had been in the house for few months now, he is kinda used to the camera.. at some point when you are too comfortable and used to something you kinda forgot that they are surrounding you…
but knowing there are camera everywhere, baekhyun stops channie by receiving his hands in a very feminine manner EVER..!! look at their hands.. it looks so right… like they are used to hold hands like that.. look how baekkie take channie’s hand and look how they grip their hands together.. best-friends do that..!!????
and one more weird thing happened… its what chanyeol said to baekkie after that..
why is it weird seeing your own best-friend in your house..? or is it weird that baekhyun actually really in his house..? it kinda feels like chanyeol didn’t believe that baekhyun managed to actually came.. you know what i meant..? like it is something close to impossible but it happened..
maybe chanyeol think its impossible baekhyun are gonna make it to his house because - my guess - the manager and the company are not gonna allow it.. that’s why i think SBS actually consider not airing this part.. maybe they have too many obvious moments that can make fans noticed about their relationship.. maybe.. who knows right..?
SBS cut many Chanbaek moments that can rise suspicions.. Nervous Baekhyun and clumsy chanyeol on Channie’s bed.. they are so adorable..
i don’t understands why but many of chanbaek’s duet are not broadcast-ed anywhere.. many times i heard that chanyeol had prepared some songs and performance with baekhyun but unfortunately it never get on TV or any shows.. i’m sad T_T..
and this is one of them.. i wanna see chanbaek duet again, like in Boom street where they sang that love song and chanyeol messed up his guitar solo.. SBS cuts and edited just too many.. WHY..!??
Eventho they edited many of Chanbaek’s obvious moments and skinships, little did they know, Chanbaek is very careful when they touch each other.. they can make it look very normal yet so loving and longing.. with hidden meanings kind-of-skinships..?
Remember when mama Shin asked Baekhyun which girls he is most curious about..?
look carefully at Mr.Park.. his wide grin disappear.. Jealous much Park Chanyeol..?
and suddenly he tries to grab the cake slicer on Baekhyun’s hand.. with no reason whatsoever.. hahah… he is so obvious.. and Baekhyun didn’t even glance at other girls and pointed out GaYeon while his other hand instinctively handing the cake slicer to chanyeol.. how he knows chanyeol wanna take that cake slicer..!? soulmates~~~
hehehe.. maybe its just another reason for them to have some skinships.. and for Chanyeol to show his emotions at the moment.. hehe..
They danced to Overdose for the Roommate family..
and there’s Chanyeol, making weird face while Baekkie bend in front of him (because his pants are too tight) .. Park Chanyeol..! control your hormones..!
what with the tongue and the eyeing and the lip-bite..??!??
their glances and eye-contacts..
Park chanyeol being a proud boyfriend… haha..
His power is shining my life.. while I’m warming his.. <3
Baekhyun can do this.. Baekhyun will do that.. again, chanyeol will do anything to make sure Baekhyun got airtime.. and proudly show off his wifey.. hehe…
moments that didn’t caught obviously by camera.. but the reflection on the mirror shows their thirst for each other..
out of nowhere, suddenly Baekhyun initiate skinship with Chanyeol.. there’s no reason for Baek to touch Chan at that point.. but why they look so scared but yet so happy when they managed to touch each other for a little moment like that..?
look how Chanyeol take a quick glance at Baek when he feels Baekkie’s hands on his back…he look at Baek and lean towards his hug.. at this time, everyone are focusing on Seho.. so they think this is the perfect moment to touch each other..
Again chanyeol being a proud and happy boyfriend for Baekhyun..
look at the proud shining on Chanyeol’s face when he see sassy Baekhyun.. hehe.. again.. its the mirror that capture this…
and lastly… can we talk about why suddenly baekhyun have to leave..?? he already changed his clothes to seho’s and settle himself on dongwook’s bed, that means he really want to spend the night at the roommate house..
if you watch ep.10 where Lee Dok Hwa(?) sunbae-nim came to the roommate house, we can see that he didn’t want to sleep over he just want to rest for a while.. so he just laying on Seho’s bed and not changing his clothes..
but its definitely different in Baekhyun’s case.. Baekkie already changed his clothes to stranger’s clothes and lay comfortably on stranger’s bed, and suddenly his phone rang and he has to leave..??!? if he just wanna rest for a while, why bother changing his clothes..?? and after few hours he has to change again.? right..?
and if you look at chanyeol when he send baekhyun to the car, you can see that he already asleep and woke up just to send Baekkie.. is that means that he really thought baekkie are gonna spend the night there..? and got caught off guard when beakkie said he has to leave.. and again.. remember, didn’t baekkie said he was bored earlier..? which i guess he don’t have schedule that day.. why he has to LEAVE..!??
chanyeol looks nervous and baekkie look aggrieved when they walk towards the car.. look at channie’s face when baekkie grab his hands and hold it tight just for that short moment before he got in the car and gods know what happened to him after that..
so what do you think..? i bet many of you will say this is just me and my chanbaek shipper’s mind hallucinating and delusional.. maybe you’ll say that none of what i write is true and i just manipulating things.. but please.. we all know Baekhyun is Fearless right..? he stands up for what he believe… and for what he wants… if you realized, all the secret skinships and longingness initiated by baekhyun.. chanyeol just play along.. they miss each other.. i know that.. i can see that.. but they can’t show much coz camera all over the house.. and even if they did show much, i’m sure SBS and SM will edit it and ensure it didn’t go out to public..
there are too many edited parts, and its suspicious at some point.. chanyeol and baekhyun themselves also suspicious that day.. but again.. this is just what I thought when i watch Baekhyun around chanyeol and Chanyeol being around Baekkie..
Pairing: Light Moriel, Cassian x Accidental, unwanted Bridehood, and Amren x Goats
In which Azriel is terrible at texting back, Morrigan continues to endure the idiocy of her dysfunctional family, Cassian becomes The Bride of Spring, Amren cannot maintain long-distance relationships with goats, and Rhysand is barely mentioned.
Special Guests Include: Flower Crowns, Polygamous Nymphs, and most dangerous of all, Vegetarians.
Tags: Fluff, Letter Writing, Spring Bridge!Cassian, Long Distance Relationship, Starfall, Canon Compliant pre-ACOWAR
A month after Azriel left for the Dawn Court, Morrigan’s patience ran out. Cassian, who had been the only other one to remain behind for this mission, had done his best to keep her entertained; To his credit, she’d lasted more than a week before writing, which was her previous record. Two weeks before starfall, however, she could take it no longer.
Slamming her bedroom door behind her, she sat down at her writing desk, seized a pen as if it were a mighty sword, and wrote:
Dear Two-Faced, Good For Nothing Liar,
I believe I am now owed four letters, according to your promise of a weekly deliverance? For someone wielding a blade named ‘Truth-Teller’, you are either the biggest con artist in the Night Court (which we can both agree is a tremendous feat) or extraordinarily bad at keeping track of time. Or perhaps the Dawn Court is entirely barren of paper and ink? I wouldn’t know, since I’ve never been there. Hence why I asked you to keep me at least a little bit in the loop.
Although, at this point, I’m not sure I’d care even if they all were starved cannibals or psychotic cultists up there. If they are, tell them I hope they enjoy devouring you, and that it doesn’t cause them to inherit your penchant for breaking promises. I’d hate for there to be another court full of liars.
I have attached a perfectly good pen, and a blank piece of parchment. If you do not return this letter, I shall know for certain you have been eaten.
Yours ever so bitterly,
Dear Cruelly Betrayed Damsel,
When have I ever kept the promises you force me into, to write to you on missions? As someone involved in such matters, I can inform you with ample evidence that written correspondence is by far the most frequently intercepted. Many a High Lord has fallen due to his subjects’ liberties with a pen.
The High Lord of The Night Court’s Spymaster
Dear Self Important Asshole,
A reply, and on the same night it was requested? By the Cauldron, what miracle is this?
Judging by your patronising tone, perhaps you do not think me capable of basic levels of intelligence. However, I would like to inform you that I am plenty aware that this ‘mission’ you are accompanying my cousin on has nothing whatsoever to do with war, or corruption, or scheming (for once). Celebrating a wedding and brokering a treaty is supposed to be a joyous occasion. Honestly, what sort of people have you been in the company of to be so disturbingly suspicious? They must be intolerable.
If I cannot persuade you to reveal all of your secrets to me, might you be willing to indulge my curiosity about the Dawn Court? It is the only one I have never had the chance to visit, and given how secretive and insular they are, I may never get the chance to. Especially if this letter does indeed cause the downfall of The Night Court.
I’m certain that you elite mission-goers care not for those you abandoned, but if you ever need some amusement, I shall relay what’s occurred in your absence. I hope you shall return the favour.
Cassian’s still furious he was left behind, and it’s made him dreadfully restless; he’s been at Rita’s every night since you left. I’d accuse him of having a drinking problem, if I wasn’t so worried he gets into all of this trouble sober. Some tales of his adventures are too abhorrent to risk committing to paper, but last night’s tale (or more accurately, this morning’s) is one I believe you’ll enjoy.
When I left Cassian last night in the middle of Rita’s, he’d devolved into his usual favoured drinking game of arm wrestling and shots (though he seemed to drink regardless of whether or not he lost) and so I thought he was perfectly safe - As you well know, worst case scenario, I’d have to clean him up the next morning, along with whatever stray pretty thing he brought home for the night. Or so I thought.
This morning though, he hadn’t come home. Last time, you had your ‘eyes and ears’ locate him in thirty minutes passed out in a fountain canoodling with a goat (I am still certain he was trying to make Amren jealous). I, being only a mere, ignorant savage, had to go out and find him on foot.
There are few things more delightful than asking people - who know and respect you as the cousin of the High Lord - if they have seen your hungover, beaten up alcoholic of a friend. Incidentally, I may not be able to go out to the Rainbow for a while - at least not until they’ve forgotten my name and face entirely. Especially since one woman informed me that people like us ‘are the reason Velaris is falling to the deviant ways of The Court of Nightmares’. Well. As they say: You can take the woman out of the Court of Nightmares, but…
Sorry, I’m getting away from the report - because yes, this ended up being quite the mission. Anyway, eventually a lesser faerie, who I’m not sure spoke our language, nodded and ushered me into his home. It wasn’t a large building, but it was overflowing with faeries of all shapes and sizes running about everywhere, some children, some adults, all chattering in foreign tongues. He guided me to a room upstairs, opened the door, and sure enough, there was Cassian, in bed with a stunningly beautiful nymph who frankly could have done better. Along with five others.
But- well. You know nymphs, Az. In their culture, to bed a nymph is to propose, so…
Long story short, Cassian and I are going to be spending the week trying to avoid his being wed into yet another family. Although, quite frankly, I think he should go. His bride to be is beautiful, the mother very enthusiastic about his wingspan (perhaps you’d be best to avoid meeting them), and I’ve been told they all write letters to one another all the time, since they live all over the courts. Much better than our family.
Dragging Cas out as six nymphs all cried ‘My Husband!’ though was both mortifying for me and for them. I fear we may have caused yet more domestic drama for Rhys’ citizens. I fear The Night Court may fall regardless of my letter writing or lack thereof.
Az, Cassian is never boring, but I am missing you. Please write. I need someone to keep me sane. Especially with the gaggle of nymphs coming knocking for their husband every hour.
The Last Sane Person in Velaris.
Dear Maid of Honour,
I have informed the rest of Cassian’s family of his recent engagement. They are all overjoyed, and wish him joy and happiness in his new life. Rhys has offered to wreathe him a flower crown for the occasion. Amren said she would sacrifice the finest goat in all of Velaris and let him bathe in its blood the night before his wedding. She assures me it will work wonders for his skin.
I for one am inclined to agree with you. However, I think the saving grace of this shotgun marriage shall be that it is to six women. I fear only six or more people would be capable of taking care of the overgrown baby I have come to call a brother.
Have you helped him to pick out a dress?
Celebrations aside, I suppose I could let you in on some of the secrets of The Dawn Court. In return, however, I demand to be made a bridesmaid at the wedding. I would like a pink dress, please; Lady Aelin said it would bring out the colour of my eyes.
I’m afraid to inform you that you really are missing out, Mor. The Dawn Court is… You remember how seeing your first starfall felt? Coming here, it was just like that, only knowing it surrounded you, and would go on forever and ever. The sky here always looks as though you are viewing it through frost-covered glass, and no matter the time of day, even night, it’s full of so many colours, shades upon shades upon shades, always shifting. Everything is so still, and yet it always feels as if something wonderful is coming round the corner, like some long-needed surprise is brewing. I don’t know how to explain it. There’s something in the omnipresent gentle breeze, the hum of birdsong, and the not-quite-yet-warm-but-getting-there cool of this place that leaves it caught between perfect serendipity and anticipation.
Rereading that, I realise I am never going to be cut out to be a poet. I should have written Rhys’ charming speech of praise that he rattled off to the High Lord. You’d describe it better, if you were here. I’d understand it better, if you were here to talk about it, to give words to feelings and thoughts.
There is a reason I never wrote before.
But, you have forced my hand. Now you must endure my stunted vocabulary and prose.
It’s very quiet here without you. I never thought I’d be one to say this, but I miss the noise.
I miss you.
Not as much as I’ll miss the blushing bride when he joins his new family, mind you.
I shall be awaiting news on my dress,
The Future Bridesmaid.
Have you forgotten my warnings? If the bride’s family ever sees you and your wingspan, they will surely disown Cassian immediately. Could you really live with yourself after crushing his fragile dreams?
To update you on the wedding preparations, Cassian has now taken to hiding up in the House of Wind to escape the nymphs’ persistence. He is every bit the anxious bride - he paces all day around his room, fretting. I’d worry he was getting cold feet if I could not hear him constantly declaring ‘I’ll never drink again!’
I am very proud of him for not only deciding to settle down, but to turn over a new leaf and give up his rapscallion lifestyle. They’ll make an honest man of him yet.
Going by a notice I saw put up in the Rainbow, a room has been booked for the wedding reception this Sunday. Managing to book a room a week before starfall? The bride’s family must be impressively influential to secure a deal like that. Just who has Cassian managed to ingratiate himself with?
I don’t need you to be a poet, spymaster. Hearing it in your words was more than enough. Rhys would just tell me about the politics, and Cassian about the attractive noblemen and women. Amren would- well, are there any goats there to wax lyrical about?
I loved it. And now am incredibly envious and wish I could be with you there. Take me one day, will you, when you’ve helped secure the most bountiful treaty of all time between our two courts? It might have to be just us, since Cassian is being whisked away and Rhys and Amren are so fond of Velaris. Would you mind being my personal tour guide?
See, now that you’ve indulged my wish for you to write to me, I want you all to myself. This is a slippery slope you’ve set off on, little Illyrian boy.
Oh, and just a thought: Who is Lady Aelin? She clearly has excellent taste in fashion and eyes.
An Acute Sufferer of Wanderlust.
P.S. Come back home already, and I’ll fit the dress for you myself. It shall be the prettiest in all the lands. I promise.
Dear Flighty Wedding Planner,
Haven’t you got an event to plan? I’ve been informed weddings are a nightmare to organise. You’d best take this seriously; we can’t have all of Prythian knowing that Rhys’ Third in Command can’t even ensure a wedding goes off smoothly.
To your credit, you have cured Cassian of his brewing alcoholism (no pun intended).
Amren is due to return to Velaris tomorrow; The Dawn Court has failed your dreams of cannibalism and cult sacrifices. In reality, they are all strictly vegetarians. Far more dangerous than our letter writing has been the way Amren’s been eyeing their beloved livestock, which they regard as being next to sacred.
I’m not a storyteller like you, but I will try to explain why she is, unofficially, being banned from the Dawn Court. I expect when she returns she will not wish to be questioned, so I am saving you from some icy glaring if nothing else.
High Lord Kaal led us on a ride, to the borders of his court, so that we could view his lands and assets. Rhys was sold on the idea of treaty early last week, but he’s dragging it out to try and get the terms in our favour, so we’ve been playing the usual Night Court act. Amren has been terrifying everyone with her dead silence and never dropping a glare. They tto believe she is a great and terrible being out of their myths, and she’s been indulging that theory gleefully.
Anyway. The tour was going well. We all stopped at the borders and dismounted, Kaal showing us how secure the boundaries are. There were talks of signing the treaty tonight and being done with it. All was well.
When we turned back around, however, we realised Amren was still on her horse. More… pressingly , she had her mouth at the horse’s neck. I didn’t think it within her character but looking closer, she did indeed have her fangs out and sunk into the poor creature’s neck. She was still mounted, gnawing upon its neck, blood all over the white riding clothes of The Dawn Court she wore.
It’s complicated the whole mission completely, but Mor, it was entirely worth the while just to see Amren’s face when she realised what she was doing. She looked like a child caught sneaking pastries from the bakery. Certainly, she still strikes the fear of the Mother into me, but I’ll never take her quite so seriously again.
I think she’s a bit embarrassed, if Amren could ever be such a thing. Try to be gentle with her.
As for Lady Aelin, she is the young daughter of Kaal. I’ve been assigned to occupying her whilst Rhys courts her father. She has somewhat… extreme views, and it’s best if they’re not expressed repeatedly during diplomatic conversations. She is pleasant enough on other topics, however, so it hasn’t been too tiresome.
Look after Amren for us,
P.S. Forgive me if I decline that generous offer. I fear you might exact your revenge for my letter writing habits if armed with needles and have me at your mercy.
Amren returned an hour ago. She left the moment she arrived; I believe she is at the butchers, but I cannot confirm this.
I’m glad to hear Lady Aelin isn’t too tiresome. I’d be crestfallen to think that amongst all that splendor, the company was letting you down. I hope her conversational skills stretch beyond what colours compliment your eyes, however.
P.S. I just might.
I spoke the truth; Aelin isn’t as trying as most foreign court royalty tends to be. However, she is still only a child, barely into adulthood. She hasn’t seen anything beyond the borders of her kingdom, and though she thinks herself fierce and wise to the world’s horrors, she’s as naive as a human who still believes in iron and holy water.
Forgive me for deviating, but I wanted to remind you that you are sorely missed here in the Dawn Court. Everything here is so strict and spiritual, I am keenly feeling the absence of your humour and good sense. Not just myself; Rhysand has started talking to himself as if you were there with him, and whilst it’s thoroughly amusing to witness, it reminds me of your absence all over again.
Unfortunately, I fear we won’t return before Starfall. Amren’s slaughter of the horse has created more distrust in this court than I’d thought possible given how well things were going. Please, watch and enjoy it for me.
How is the blushing bride faring?
We miss you,
P.S. I’m beginning to doubt pink is my colour. Perhaps you could give me some more experienced advice?
Dear Lonely Boy,
You won’t be back before Starfall? I thought it was assured that you would? Didn’t we have plans for the evening? I am certain you promised to let me take you to Ritas for the first time.
I understand, however. The mission always has to come first, and I don’t want you being murdered by people who get all up in arms over some horse. I’m not particular fond of animals at the best of times, but when they are used to start wars, they’re particularly irksome. And when they keep you (and Rhysand, of course) away from me when I have delightfully delicious plans for you, well then. I hope Amren enjoyed her meal.
Apparently, the men down in Velaris have been so inspired by the nymphs’ persistence in affairs of the heart that all six of the nymphs have received nearly a dozen proposals. Cassian, it seems, has been quite forgotten. Rumour has it that one of the proposals was from an Illyrian with an even larger wingspan than his.
Don’t tell him I said this, but I think he’s more than a little jealous of how things worked out. I think the constant deliveries of love poetry and flowers were starting to grow on him. Amren has been helping mend his broken heart though, don’t worry. They’ve spent all day in his room together. Amren has been showing him how to weave flower crowns; we’re all to wear them for starfall, apparently.
They’re making one for you, too.
So please try come back for then. It won’t be the same without you.
A Future Flower Princess
P.S. Lady Aelin sounds quite intolerable
P.P.S. There may be no wedding, but I will still happily fit you a dress.
It’s been nearly a week. I know you are busy due to complications but it’s starfall tonight.
Are you coming home?
Starfall is in an hour. Rhysand isn’t replying either.
Are you okay? What’s going on?
Please be safe,
Out on the balcony that looked out across Velaris and the vast expanse of the horizon, Mor hurriedly tried to finish scribbling yet another letter. Cassian was organising the others who’d come to watch below, and Amren was skulking around somewhere, systematically crowning all of the guests with the hundreds of flower crowns they’d been able to make out of the hoard of bouquets.
Already, the stars were beginning to bud and brighten in the sky, and Mor knew Starfall was about to begin. Before she had a chance to magic her desperate note away, however, a slip of paper appeared beside her hand.
@starboy-rolled-in-stardust I’m sorry I’m getting to this so late!!! I had a bunch of stuff to do after work and I’m just now getting some down time!!! (Also, I hope when you say “everyone” you meant every one of the questions. If not…well…)
1. Who is the most affectionate?
I think this depends on you definition of “affectionate.” I imagine Lance equates affection with touching and physical contact. Meanwhile, Shiro likes to show affection through action and small things, like gifts and recalling old conversations. So, I guess they’re equally affectionate?
2. Big spoon/Little spoon?
Shiro is little spoon. Lance’s arms are just long enough to get around Shiro comfortably.
3. Most common argument?
“What are you doing with your feet?” “Nothing.” “Well, I don’t want them under me.” “Well, they’re cold.” “Don’t you have socks. Or more blankets or something?” “My socks are in the wash and someone stole all the blankets. You’re warm enough.” “Okay, but, your feet–” “What about my feet?!”
4. Favorite non-sexual activity?
Watching movies. They tried to start a couples-only movie in the lounge, but three minutes into the first night Pidge and Hunk walked in asking what they missed.
5. Who is most likely to carry the other?
Lance tries to carry Shiro, but Shiro is too big, beefy, and beautiful heavy. Now, we all know that Shiro can carry Lance no problem, but he doesn’t like to do it very often. Beyond when he had to do it when the Castle of Lions was under siege, he carried Lance to his room once after Lance fell asleep on the Bridge and another time to…well…uh-hmmmmm.
6. What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?
Shiro loves Lance’s eyes and his ability to stay upbeat, no matter the circumstances. Lance loves Shiro’s voice and his patience and resilience.
7. What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for each other?
Lance cleans his act up. He stops flirting with girls so much. He gets serious. All of his focus is on Shiro and who he thinks Shiro wants him to be. Shiro, on the other hand, gets protective. He always assigns Lance to him during missions. If it doesn’t make sense for Shiro and Lance to be on the same team, Lance is put into a safe strategic position away from the main action. Natrually, this leads to misunderstandings…
8. Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?
Shiro calls Lance just about every variant of “baby” you can imagine. Unironically. Shiro doesn’t get a nickname. Like most of Lance’s nicknames, none of the ones he tried stuck. (Lance did ask Shiro why he goes by “Shiro” instead of his first name. Shiro shrugged and explained that it’s partially a Japanese thing – you go by your last name unless you are familiar with the person you’re talking to – and partly because some of the kids he went to school with couldn’t always pronounce “Shirogane.” “Shiro” ended up being easier in the end.)
9. Who worries the most?
They both have a lot of responsibilities. Saving the universe. Keeping the team together. Making time for each other. Not to mention Shiro’s PTSD. I think Shiro edges out in the general worrying category, but Lance worries about Shiro so deeply that sometimes it hurts.
10. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?
Lance, because Shiro only eats three things: chicken nuggets, cup ramen, and macaroni and cheese. (Another common argument: “Dammit Shiro, why don’t you just eat a salad for once?!”)
11. Who tops?
12. Who initiates kisses?
Lance. He just. He loves to kiss. Especially Shiro.
13. Who reaches for the other’s hand first?
Shiro, especially when he’s worried or upset.
14. Who kisses the hardest?
Shiro can be…very passionate at times.
15. Who wakes up first?
Shiro does. He has a hard time sleeping in the first place, and he does like getting up early to work out. It’s about the only bit of peace he can get some days.
16. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?
Peace can be a bit overrated sometimes, y’know?
17. Who says I love you first?
Lance says it playfully. Shiro is serious when he says it.
18. Who leaves little notes in the other one’s lunch?
There’re not a lot of chances to make packed lunches in the middle of space. Lance did drop a short inspirational quote into an emergency food pack one time. He’s pretty happy to know that Shiro doesn’t know what he wrote.
19. Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first?
The first people to know about their relationship are the rest of Team Voltron. There’s not a lot they can do to prevent them from finding out, really. Not a lot of space to hide secrets. They don’t make a formal announcement, per se, but they tell Coran and he pretty much tells the others for them.
20. What do their family/friends think of their relationship?
Everyone’s generally pretty accepting. Allura think they’re cute. Hunk is ecstatic for Lance ‘cause GOD he’s had this huge crush on Shiro for ever and ever and it’s FINALLY paying off. Coran has given them both shovel talks. Pidge wants them to be happy and safe and teases them a lot. Keith originally was pretty skeptical. Really? Lance? But he saw how happy they were together, so he went with it.
21. Who is more likely to start dancing with the other?
Lance. He finds any opportunity to dance. When he’s happy. When he’s sad and misses home. Shiro isn’t the best dancer in the world – hell, sometimes he can’t even keep up with Lance – but he does his best and sometimes that’s all Lance can ask of him.
22. Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?
Shiro cannot be trusted with anything more complicated than a microwave.
23. Who comes up with the cheesy pick-up lines?
C’mon? Who do you think? (And who do you think falls for them, even just a little, every single damn time?)
24. Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?
Shiro is pretty unflappable. He’s got a good poker face. Which makes it funnier when he goes from telling Lance all of the things he wants to do to him that night straight into giving battle orders to the rest of Team Voltron.
25. Who needs more assurance?
Of their relationship? They’re pretty comfortable in it. In general? It depends. When was Shiro’s last nightmare? How did training go for Lance that day? When was the last battle? Did they get hurt? Did their friends get hurt? When was the last time they saw daylight or a sky or anything other than vast, nearly empty darkness?
They both have good singing voices, so they both do it at some point. Lance does it first, singing the “Go Back to Sleep, Oh My God, Go Back to Fucking Sleep” song.
28. What do they do when they’re away from each other?
Lance is probably hanging out with Hunk and/or Pidge. Shiro is maybe doing serious adult things, like coming up with training regimens or working out or strategizing with Allura and Coran.
29. One headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart.
Shiro will wake up some mornings and, before he’s completely awake, is convinced that the last few months have all been a dream. Voltron doesn’t exist. He never escaped the Galra prison. Lance is a figment, another Galra trick. Each time, he panics and tries to fight his way out. Lance has to talk him down and convince him that no, this is real. He really got out. He’s really here and Lance is really, really real.
30. One headcanon about this OTP that mends it.
The first time they talk about the future together – a future that doesn’t involve Voltron, a future where they can live on Earth with their families in peace – Shiro brings up the possibility of getting married. Lance hadn’t necessarily thought of himself getting married. Like, he’s thought about it, joked about it, always assumed that he would get married at some point, but when Shiro asked him if he would be interested it was the first time he actually believed that he had found someone who loved him and wanted to spend the rest of their life for him.
hey you got any good literati fic recs? love your blog btw c:
This is by far the longest fic rec list I’ve ever done. I hope you like them! And a few are by some of my favourite tumblr friends. It’s a compilation of incomplete AND complete stories, as well as a great amount of M-rated stuff, so I hope that’s okay.
I don’t want a guy to constantly rub some stupID BLUE FRENCH CORN IN MY DAMN FACE. I WANT THE GUY WHO RIGHT AFTER MEETING ME CAN TELL I LIKE IT DIRTY BECAUSE INDEED I LIKE IT DIRTY BLUE FRENCH HORN, I’M NOT GONNA MARRY YOU, YOU’VE JUST SEEN MY FACE. I WANT THE GUY WHO SAYS I’M THE MOST AWESOME PERSON HE HAD EVER KNOWN. THE GUY WHOse last thing he sees in the midle of facing a near death experience, is me. I WANT THE GUY WHO GETS ME A JOB SO I DON’T GET KICK OUT OF THE COUNTRY. THE GUY THAT ARRANGES THAT SUPERDATE FOR ME. THE GUY THAT LETS ME WIN THE SUBWAY WAR TO CHEER ME UP. THE GUY THAT CALLS ME OUT WHEN I’M LOSING MYSELF ON THE REBOUND SO I REALISE ITS TIME TO MOVE ON AND GET AGAIN IN THE TRACK. THe guy that supports my independece and freedom as a woman while SWEET ROMANTIC BLUE FRENCH HORN insists that women HAVE to be needy and girly around their men. The guy that CAN’T LET A DAY GO BY WITHOUT TALKING TO ME CAUSE THAT DAY IT’S JUST NO GOOD. The guy that respects my decisions no matter how deep he knows my feelings.The guy that prepares a whole romantic scenario in case I say yes but if I don’t won’t give away anything so I don’t feel bad about it (and actually cleans it up in silence with his heart broken).The guy that STILL wants to be my friend and manages to handle the pain of constantly seeing me after I let him down while BLUE FRENCH HORN keeps pushing me around but, NO PRESSURE, if I shot him down I’ll loose one of my best friends cause “HE CAN’T DO THAT :-( SORRY”. I NEED the guy who is willing to change his ways to start a family with me, no BLUE FRENCH HORN that is willing to try anything to make me change so I FINALLY suit him and give him the family he wants but, NO PRESSURE, HE HAS WAITED AND OBSSESED OVER ME FOREVER SO I OWE HIM. I want the guy that keeps a garage full of a buch of things that remind him of us but only let me know when I actually need to know. The guy that even if is getting married one part of him can’t help but hold on me.The guy who’s HOPELESSLY IRRETRIEVABLY IN LOVE WITH ME MORE THAN I KNOW. The guy that elaborates a whole big scheme in order to make sure It’s worth give things a real final shot again and ALSO to make me realise It’s gonna be worthy for me too. The guy that creates his last play in a large list of lifetime plays, and places me under a mistletoe on my favourite spot in the city and before he does the big question don’t simply ask, he HOPES I say yes, cause again after all it’s up to me, but when I say YES explodes in happiness and gives me the most tender sweetest kiss ever. The guy that replaces EVERY benefit of being single with his company.The guy that gives away all his brilliant ideas and priceless objects because all he cares about is keeping me around. The guy that remembers the first cigar whe ever smoke together.The guy that no matter how many lies he tell is always saying one truth beyond, the truth that he loves ME. The guy who’s marrying ME, a girl who means to him more than kids and any future possibility of a family. The guy that brings to me the place I was born in and I miss like hell to our rehersal dinner and makes it the best elaborated surprise ever. The guy that commits to say the truth if that’s all I’m asking him to do in the spending of the rest of our lives together. My best friend, that gives me honest and with no HIDDEN INTENTIONS comfort when I’m in the need of, the guy I can always have a laugh with, the guy that constantly challeges me, the guy that has always thought I’m smart funny and beautiful, the guy I can have a legendary life with like I used to imagine I could only have on my own, the guy I definitely keep on relapsing and can’t never scape. My soul mate, the person who is my exception and I am his, the person who made me belive in love even through times when I thought it had no stand. My partner, who knows me completely and I know complete and grows up along with me despite all the struggles and doubts. NO, NO BLUE FRENCH CORN, THAT’S SUCH A SHALLOW MEANINGLESS SYMBOL cause at the end of the day it doesn’t matter all the facts I just mentioned; above every reason there’s something huge, the fact that I would have done everything all over again and would have risk it for him too EVERYTIME and just the fact that I LOVE him too, I truly love him back.
So, *deep breath* what you must understand is, my headcanons developed as a result of the racebent Hogwarts Founders fancasts floating around, for example Chiwetel Ejiofor as Godric Gryffindor, etc. I can generally take them or leave them, but one day I got to thinking that, while England and Western Europe was in a relative dark age, the Islamic world was experiencing a golden age of learning and exploration. And hey, green is a sacred color in Islam. So hey, what if Salazar Slytherin was Muslim, from Arabia?
And then my imagination stopped me right there, because, great, the one member of the Founders who turns evil has to be the Muslim one, well done. (I’m half-Arab American, I take this stuff pretty seriously).
But the idea wouldn’t leave me alone. I’ve always had the idea that Slytherin came from Spain, which was part of the Islamic Empire at one point. Salazar could be a corruption of an Arabic word. Snakes are revered as symbols of wisdom in India. And if he was from the Islamic Empire and had access to their medical knowledge, maybe he was the Healer among the Founders. But wait… he’s the only one of the Founders that we know for a fact was married.
Which led to this:
Salazar: “I choose for my symbol the color green. Green is the color of all growing things, from apples to acanthus; it is the color of peace, and of balance, of emeralds and jade; it is the color favored by angels in Paradise, and… it’s the color of my wife’s eyes.” Cue him looking at his wife with hearts over his head, while the other Founder roll their eyes because we get it, Salazar, you’re in love, congratulations, stay on topic for five damn minutes
(Now Salazar and his wife are my little founders OTP)
See, another statement I’ve seen floating around in the circles of people striving for every kind of representation is, “Don’t just make one of your characters black, or queer, or disabled. Try making three characters, so that one person isn’t bearing the load of all the representation.”
And that got me thinking that there’s no way only four people founded a school together. So, now I like to think that each founder brought with them other people.
Salazar brought his wife, who mostly kept herself secluded (Rowena and Helga were afraid it was because she lived under her husband’s thumb; really she spent a lot of time keeping up the correspondence with their friends back home) and at least one servant, and at least one child (more on that later)
Godric had pages, a squire, and an old knight that was looking for a place to settle down.
Rowena, we know, had a daughter.
Helga, I always think of as a nun. Nuns have mother superiors. Nuns are used to running schools. That’s what I like to think that Helga and her “entourage” brought — actual hands-on knowledge of how to run a school.
For starters, what language do we teach in? Salazar and Helga keep arguing between Latin and Arabic, Rowena thinks the common tongue has potential but wonders if it would be worth it to maybe invent an entirely new, magic-exclusive language, and Godric wants to make all of the students memorize and recite the saga of the Volsungs. This is when a Mother Superior comes in handy.
Getting back on topic… Godric. I mentioned him in my ask. I can easily see Godric wanting to give wizards across England the means to defend themselves and Muggles, and yes, defending themselves from goblins, trolls, centaurs, mermaids, and other beings. He was prone to rather black-and-white thinking, which, I think, is part of why he and Salazar fell out so dramatically — both thought in black and white.
But I really like the idea that Salazar initially placed the basilisk in the school to protect the school and its students. Growing a basilisk takes a lot of time. And I can just see Salazar and Godric conspiring over a barrel of ale; if Salazar’s going to be at the school for the rest of his life (“Of course you will be!” Godric laughs,), and his children will attend, and his children’s children, there’ll always be a Parselmouth around to control the basilisk. And until then, it’ll sleep. Perfectly safe, a wonderful protector for the school. And they don’t let Rowena and Helga in on it, knowing full well the two women wouldn’t approve, would stop them if they knew.
And Salazar coming from Arabia changes his decision to leave the school. He wasn’t just storming out angrily on the best friends of his life. At this point, he’s old. His wife is old, maybe even dead. He’s been in exile for a long, long time, and maybe it’s time to just go home, and spend his last years among his own people. Maybe it’s not worth it to try and make things up when he’s spent forty years trying to make them understand, but they won’t.
A last note about Slytherin in particular (this has become the Slytherin headcanon-that-I-cannot-fathom-into-fanfictions essay), I had an idea that Salazar and his wife had three daughters. And, that like King Lear, he and his daughters came to a conflict.
One daughter left him, saying that she would stay loyal to her friends at Hogwarts, no matter what, and train the basilisk that lived there. Her line ends; perhaps they all died out in one of the Muggles’ infernal plagues, or wars; perhaps her grandchildren were Squibs, and married with Muggles, producing green-eyed and fiercely loyal children.
One daughter left him, but promised that she would keep their heritage strong in England, and never darken the doors of Hogwarts. Her descendants were traced under the name Gaunt, and took for their motto “Esto Perpetua,” “May it be everlasting.”
One daughter stayed with him, and went with him back to Arabia, the homeland she had never seen. No matter how bitter Salazar raved, or how sorrowful, she was always there, and she lived with him until his death.
And that is the extremely long and verbose headcanons on just one of the founders. Wow. I have been in fandom for too long.
So, the promised super-long response post to this!
I think this is hugely intriguing, and having Salazar Slytherin be Arabic would at least answer a question of his name (did you realize that by having him come via Spain, you’ve actually hit on the solution to his name? It doesn’t need to be a corruption of anything; I don’t know if you’re fluent in Arabic or had any idea of what Salazar was going to originate from, but the actual name origin of Salazar is Basque and the Spanish origin for Slytherin would actually provide rationale for the name. It’s actually a surname (it means “Old Hall”), not a first name, but you could probably provide a reason why Salazar Slytherin got that name (or perhaps he originally had multiple surnames - Salazar Slytherin - and at some point abandoned his original first name or decided that he wanted to go by Salazar.)
(Also, granted, the Basque origin of the name is still a bit odd given that the Basque region managed to maintain its independence from the caliphate, but I suppose we could say that the Wizarding world didn’t entirely share in the conflicts of the Muggle one - Salazar might have a parent from the region, or there might have been intermingling between the wizards of the Basque region and the wizards under the caliphate in Spain. I’ve seen it theorized that religion might be less of a factor for wizards than for ordinary people of the time (especially in Christianity in eras of witch hunts) although the existence of the Fat Friar certainly shows a counterexample; in any case, in a fanfic ‘verse, I think that you could justify Salazar as the first name of a Spanish Muslim without resorting to a Saladin-style corruption of another name.)
In terms of why Slytherin would have moved from Spain to England, that’s a bit harder - but perhaps Rowena heard of a talented wizard and invited him? Perhaps Godric Gryffindor was traveling abroad and they became friends? (That would be a fabulous fanfiction idea - Godric Gryffindor is adventuring in Spain and has his life saved by Slytherin, the two become friends, Slytherin becomes intrigued by the idea of a school.) Hogwarts is founded about a century too early for him to be displaced by invasion (…although *there’s* another fic plotbunny, moving everybody up a century in time - the idea of a crusader!Gryffindor and a Muslim Slytherin could have been interesting. Again, you have to sketch the characters as having much more dimension and much less simplistic good-and-evil morality than in canon or it goes vastly wrong very quickly, but simply by *making* Gryffindor a crusader and Slytherin a scholar you could probably get some of that dimension. We are again, historically, too early for the Crusades anyway by almost a century, but even so, there might be something in juxtaposing a martial-minded, knightly Gryffindor versus a scholarly Slytherin.)
Again, having an Arabic Slytherin necessarily means needing to have a much more positive interpretation of the Founder than is given in canon (as you’ve pointed out already, to have the one evil Founder be the one immigrant/Muslim/PoC would have hugely Unfortunate Implications.) Slytherin would have to be a Salazar Slytherin existing more on the line of “having an actual rationale for his actions and having beliefs that possibly even made sense within his time period” and less on “hopeless bigot seeking to murder children for beliefs that didn’t even make sense in the context of his historical era.” But in fanon, I vastly prefer the idea of a Salazar Slytherin who is neither mustache-twirliningly eeeevil nor batshit insane, and the idea of a Godric Gryffindor who was not the paragon of All That Is Right and Good and Perfect.
How many people the Founders had with them (and I do think that there had to be some support staff; there are always unsung people in history) would depend on exactly how many students they were teaching, how many wizards in Britain, and other things that probably don’t bear thinking about because the math is never going to work, but I could accept the idea of everybody bringing with them a retinue. (On a personal level, I’m not entirely fond of the idea of Helga-as-nun unless she was married first, if only because I tend to headcanon that her cup passed lineally from descendant to descendant, with the Smith family actually being distantly related; also I’m attached to the idea that Helga married a Muggle, which caused a rift between her and Salazar because of his own ideology/conviction that Muggles would betray them.) But I could buy Helga as a nun if I disregard my own headcanon, and I could even work it into my own headcanon if you said that she took holy orders later in life. (Also, it would be interesting to have Helga as a nun if only to see the interaction between her and Salazar; is Helga genuinely tolerant of him? Do they clash? Would this be one of the reasons why Hufflepuff and Slytherin do not seem to get along in canon as well as most fans think they should? Granted, anything that tries to blend canon and fanon is going to be difficult - fanon generally is “Slytherin and Hufflepuffs, very alike, BFFs” while canon is “Hufflepuffs are fair play and Slytherins any means necessary; Hufflepuffs are “take the lot” and Slytherins are “take the great only,” Hufflepuffs are for equality and Slytherins tend to be elitist; the whole Hufflepuff snarking about Slytherins being underhanded and awful in the Welcome Letter” - so it’s probably not necessary or maybe even possible to reconcile those two.
But I would be curious about your view of the relationships between each of the Founders. (We know that Slytherin and Gryffindor are BFFs until they aren’t any more, and Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw are also BFFs, but what about Slytherin and Hufflepuff? Slytherin and Ravenclaw? Gryffindor and Ravenclaw? How do you see each of those dynamics?)
Idk if your Helga and Rowena being worried about Slytherin imposing himself on his wife is too much a mapping of modern views onto medieval (would Rowena and Helga really have worried about this, given medieval views? OTOH, were medieval wizards more progressive wrt women’s role in society? I hope so - we know that they had a female MoM in the early 1800s - but…again, idk how much you’d want to get into trying to map Harry Potter History onto actual history. Ross (Martinus), who is both a Harry Potter enthusiast and a medievalist, might be able to contribute more if you wanted thoughts from someone who actually would know more about the time period - the Dark Ages have never been my favorite historical period and this era of actual history definitely isn’t my strong point.
The language conflict makes me laugh, although I would think that Rowena might also favor Latin. (Damn, this is making me wish that Hogwarts was founded c.1085/1095 instead of 995 - you could have the whole Anglo-Saxon versus Norman arguments, with Rowena favoring Norman French and Helga wanting Old English! I’m officially voting for Century-Later-Hogwarts-Founding AU.)
I would agree with your ideas about Godric and would LOVE to see a Gryffindor who was more martially-minded and less perfect (Pottermore even went back on DH’s revelation that Gryffindor was not perfect wrt goblins, but I’d prefer to disregard Pottermore there if possible - we are after all discarding virtually everything that’s not in the books when working with this headcanon anyway - and say that Gryffindor did steal that sword.)
Idk how I feel about Gryffindor and Slytherin keeping Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw in the dark over the basilisk. (One note - the caliphate starts running into trouble in the 1000s - historically probably a bit later than the rift between the Founders would’ve happened - but maybe Salazar sees trouble on the horizon and gets worried about his homeland? Maybe there are persecutions of wizards going on back home that trigger his worries about Muggles? Also, in terms of leaving - do you have any idea for when/if Slytherin ever made the hajj? In your headcanon, if Slytherin is from the Iberian Peninsula, has he ever been to Mecca?
The daughters bit is lovely, and I do like the idea of the one daughter’s line ending in Squibs, particularly given Slytherin’s views. (Wrt other founders, do you think Gryffindor had lineal descendants? Did Rowena have any children aside from Helena? Who do you think followed the Founders - was there a first Headmaster - was it Merlin? How do you fit Merlin into your headcanons, especially in terms of Merlin being a Slytherin? I tend to think that Merlin was one of Slytherin’s students, chosen and taught by him personally (also the timing of Arthurian legend does not fit at all with Hogwarts, so I’d like to know about how JKR differentiates the historical/legendary Merlin from Potter!Merlin - have you thought at all about how Merlin fits into your headcanon?)
Have you thought at all about what Slytherin’s views are like in this headcanon? Does he have reason or justification for his views? Are they as vitriolic as they are in canon?
I really do love reading your headcanon and discussing things with you, so hopefully you’ll forgive the delay in replying and tell me more. :)
So do you like Stucky? Either way if you don't or do I'd love to know all your reasons :D
yes i do!!! SUCH A CONTROVERSIAL OPINION I KNOW oh my god someone with an otp that ships and respects other ships too wow. (if i sound like i’m joking i’m actually not, i’ve had angry anons before the one time i publicly said ‘yeah that s tucky ship is alright’.)