war on the unborn

A Gem in a Wolf’s Heart: Pt 1

Originally posted by stormborn

Robb Stark and Lady Stark survive the Red Wedding. Talisa/Jeyne died and Robb gets his sisters back, there is a new and better King in Kings landing. The North is independent and the Starks killed everyone that betrayed them. Now you are the gem of the North, your father a great general that promised Catelyn Stark to marry you to Robb Stark so he is to remain King in the North. 

(Y/N) = Your Name

(Y/L/N) = Your Last Name 

Warning: Mean Robb (>3<)

The snow falling always made your heart warm, the way the fallen snow melted against your skin made you smile. You are now of age, a lady in waiting. You are in the snow garden at Castle Elderfrost, a large gray castle with tall skinny trees and frost on all of the blue winter roses. 

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Intriguing DSP mysteries: Wadanohara and the great blue sea

Mogeko, aka Deep Sea Prisoner, has created a complex and extremely complicated universe, consisting of three games, three comics, two animations, one ice-thing and endless drawings or sketches. No wonder that in every new series we are able to find some major questions left unanswered as well as certain plot points that were not further explained. Considering the number of projects Mogeko is currently working on, it’s hard to judge if we are ever going to see continuations of all those stories, but we can always wish for them. For this reason I decided to waste some time, analyze all official series and in each of them (if I have patience) extract some most important and interesting questions, provided with my own theories and suppositions. 

Let’s start with a story containing relatively little mysteries - top 5 questions about famous Wadanohara and the great blue sea.

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I have a serious problem with anyone considering Lyanna and Rhaegar a romantic tragic story because honestly? Even when we haven’t read an unbiased recolection of the events… we have read Arya and Sansa’s stories… and Ned’s POV.

Arya is not JUST Lyanna’s physical clone, as Ned points out, they have very similar temperaments (and visual motifs too). Knowing that Lyanna was every bit the fierce she-wolf she was…. do you really think she’d be ok with Rhaegar’s actions going to war? With being locked in a tower away from medical help for her unborn child? To guards being put at the entrance of that tower (no one comes in and SHE CAN’T GET OUT!)? Like, lets us not stop from using the right words: she was an underage pregnant PRISONER.

We see Arya’s frustrations with Westeros expectations of women, Lyanna was even more fucked up: set to marry a slut man who saw nothing but her beauty. (and turned out to be abusive to his eventual wife). At least Arya was going south just to learn to be a lady, Lyanna was already meant to leave her home. IT’S CLEAR WHATEVER ACTIONS SHE TOOK IN THE “KIDNAPPING” (‘LEAVING WITH HIM") WERE BORN OUT OF DESPERATION.

(also she was 15.)

As if that wasn’t enough, we have Sansa who I won’t call a betrayer of her family, but who out of desperation to keep her betrothal to Joffrey chose to trust Cersei. AND BOY DID SHE REGRET IT. I won’t go on in the kind of abuse she suffered or the fact that she was ALSO a prisoner. But the point is, whatever power she had over her own decision is gone, played bad her carts and ends up in a terrible situation.

Now I’m not saying Rhaeger sent his Kingsguard knights to beat her a la Joffrey….. but that doesn’t excude him making Lyanna an underage pregnant PRISONER.

And as if the “meta” reasons weren’t enough…. Ned POV. He says Lyanna had the wolfblood Arya has (and seriously? you think Arya would be fly with knowing people are dying cause of her -she blames herself for Mycah- or with being locked with no help for her unborn baby - pack mentality strong with this one- or her family not being permitted near her?). He remembers that the knights would not let her pass. He may not agree with Robert picturing Rhaegar as a monster… but he focuses on Lyanna. On how unsafe she felt. On how she was a CHILD-woman. On how she found her dying on a pool of her own blood.

Stop romanticizing this crap.

Lannister Lover Pt. 2

((Pt. 1 : http://letsasoiaftogether.tumblr.com/post/136407815265/obbiei-need-to-stop-with-my ))

((Word Count: 2,054ish))

The Dornish heat on your skin made you sigh and step away from the window. Looking around your room, you moved to once more sit down at the table where your breakfast had been placed two hours earlier.

Growing up in the Westerlands, you were far from being accustomed to the heat of the far south. You tanned and burned easily, you got light headed when in direct sun light for too long and more often than not you found yourself sleeping naked with the covers and clothes on the floor far away from your skin. Oberyn continued to assure you that you would get used to it, but the longer you were in Dorne the more and more you doubted him.

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“The Spinner’s Wife” - Digital Oil Painting

An AU where Belle is Rumple’s wife from the beginning. They live a simple life, but they love each other and are happy. On the night Rumple tells Belle he’s been drafted into the army, a beggar comes to their door, with a story in exchange for shelter, about how the Duke controls the Dark One. Rumple takes on the curse of the dagger in order to end the war and stay with his wife and his unborn child.

This is NOT a Photoshop filter, every stroke is painted by me.

Her eyes light up when she hears the wooden door to their small hut open and she turns to see her husband enter. In her happiness, she doesn’t see the worry in his expression.

“Rumple, I have news!” she says, coming to him.

“So have I,” he says, grimly. He holds up a small scroll of paper. “I’ve been conscripted into the Duke’s army. He’s sending me to the front lines.”

Her eyes widen in understanding, her face draining of color. “No…” she whispers, visions of bloodthirsty ogres flashing through her mind. “Not you, not now… I’m… We’re…” She places her hands protectively over her abdomen and this time, her husband’s eyes widen.

“You’re not–”

She nods, miserably. The news she’d been burning to tell him all day now turned to ash on her tongue. “I saw the wise woman today. She thinks I’m a few weeks along. We’re going to have a child, Rum.” Her cerulean eyes brimmed with tears. “And now… you might never get to see…” Her throat closed, preventing her from saying more.

He moves to take her into his arms, though he knows he has little comfort to offer, but a knock on the door interrupts their sad exchange. He squeezes her arm wordlessly and she nods, indicating that he should see who it was.

A stooped, hooded traveler stands shivering in the dimming light of day when Rumple answers the knock. Then he sees the small wooden bowl in his hand.

“Alms for the poor?” the man asks in a wheezing, broken voice. Not a traveler then, but a beggar.

“Of course,” Rumple says, opening the door wider. He reaches into his rough woolen trouser pocket and retrieves a few coins, which he places in the man’s bowl. “But come in and join us for the night, my friend. It is getting dark and our fire will warm you. We don’t have much food, but what we have, you are welcome to share.”

“You’re too kind. Perhaps you would allow me to repay you with a story?”

Belle looks up from tending the fire. “A story?”

“My wife loves a good story, sir,” says Rumple, leading their guest to the table.

“Then listen well,” says the old man. “For it may aid you in some way…”

Part of what makes Fury Road so compelling compared to the other [Mad Max films] is the thing that’s being fought over is not Stuff, like gas and cars, but personhood. For the first half-hour, not only is Max stripped of all of his Stuff, but also of all agency, strapped to the front of a car as a blood-bank… But the real brilliance of Fury Road is the way it thematically examines its own predecessors, especially in regards to characters being motivated by Stuff. In Fury Road, the “Stuff” is people. Human objectification is a huge theme- the Wives are Joe’s property; the War Boys are Joe’s disposable war-fodder; their unborn children are Joe’s property; and Max himself, basically an organ and blood donor, is also property. So while Fury Road is awesome and fun as hell to watch, it’s also a fascinating re-examination on the themes of the previous three. Max was never an ideal, more of a fall-from-grace sort than an honest-to-God anti-hero, but the first three films are more thematically complex than idealizing Max’s either running away or ‘violence is the solution to everything’ approach to masculinity. I don’t think it’s any coincidence that Nux bears a strong narrative resemblance to  the young, brainwashed Johnny who Max killed in cold blood in the first movie. Modern Max has zero interest in vengeance or even comeuppance, just survival, and as a result we have the highest stakes ever seen in a Mad Max movie.
—  Lindsay Ellis, Mad Max Fury Road- Mini Canon
S/C Fic

So, this started in one direction, then took a left turn up a winding road and off a freakin’ cliff. There is smut, because, well that’s what I do. But it is something different than just the pure lust I typically go for. I have no title for this one. It just happened to take over.

Sam stroked the side of his chin, trying to not let anything show on his face.

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Imagine T’Challa, overwhelmed at the sudden influx of complications and tensions that come with being a leader, visiting Bucky’s cryo tank just to vent.

Like, he’ll bounce ideas off Bucky and of course Bucky will respond all “…” bc, you know, he’s currently a Bucksicle, and T’Challa will just mutter, “No, you’re right, that would never work, but what if…” and he just finds that it’s a surprisingly good strategy for getting his personal hang-ups off his chest and out of the way, and it enables him to be a 100% better leader.

Just…Bucky keeping T’Challa company. T’Challa keeping Bucky company. T’Challa talking about his problems to the cryo tank.

A normal day in the hunger games fandom...
  • Cries about Finnick being forced to kill at 14.
  • Cries about Finnick being forced into prostitution at 16.
  • Cries about Finnick having to mentor the girl he loves.
  • Cries about Finnick helping the girl he loves heal after her traumatizing experience in the arena.
  • Cries about Finnick being sent back into the arena.
  • Cries about Finnick sending one last message to Annie before he enters in the arena.
  • Cries about Finnick risking his life to save the Mockingjay.
  • Cries about Finnick losing Mags, his only mother figure.
  • Cries about Finnick being tormented with the screams of his one true love.
  • Cries about Finnick finding out that Annie was kidnapped and tortured by the Capitol.
  • Cries about Finnick slowly dissolving into insanity because he thinks Annie is being tortured to death.
  • Cries about Finnick trying to keep it together long enough to comfort his friend Katniss because she was going through the exact same thing.
  • Cries about Finnick finally being reunited with Annie.
  • Cries about Finnick and Annie finally being able to get married.
  • Cries about Finnick finally being able to be his usual dorky self around Annie.
  • Cries about Finnick never letting go of Annie’s hand.
  • Cries about Finnick going off to war without knowing that Annie is pregnant with his unborn son.
  • Cries about Finnick sacrificing himself to secure the safety of the rest of Panem.
  • Cries about Suzanne Collins cruelly adding flashes of Annie and Mags during the scene where Finnick gets his head torn off.
  • Cries about Finnick’s life.
  • Cries about Finnick’ death.


…I watched Mockingjay. And, can we please talk about Finnick?

Finnick, a fourteen year old who kills to survive when he barely knows what that means. Finnick, who sells himself into prostitution for the ones he loves. Finnick, terrified. Finnick, who can’t see the beauty the Capitol lusts after. Finnick, who rebuilds his life bit by bit. Finnick, who is filled with self loathing but loves unconditionally. Finnick, who whispers poetry into Annie’s skin, even when he’s districts away. Finnick, who is ready to die in a rebellion, in an attempt at protecting who he loves. Finnick, who’s unable to do so. Finnick, who jokes about sugar cubes. Finnick, who’s crippled and restless and fallen apart without Annie, and unapologetically so. Finnick, with barely hidden anger, a whitening of knuckles holding a trident, a tightening of a jaw when he turns away. Finnick, who ties knots to retain his sanity. Finnick, who sees the goodness in Katniss when everyone else is only interested in using her. Finnick, who relates the most painful truth because it’s the one way he can help. Finnick, who never lets go of Annie once he has her again. Finnick, smiling softly, content. Finnick, going on afternoon walks hand in hand just because. Finnick, who marries the love of his life, pressing salt water to her lips. Finnick, who goes to war to protect her and their unborn child. Finnick, who dies fighting so Snow will never touch her - them - again. Finnick, whose wife votes no, because that’s what he would want. Finnick, whose son has eyes of the same colour.

Just, Finnick.


Bethyl + Terminator AU

A cyborg is sent from the future to assassinate a young woman whose unborn child will lead humanity in a war against the machines, while a soldier from that war is sent to protect her at all costs.

See I haven't forgot

I haven’t forgot Cyrus’ diatribe about how he should have been president but because he was ugly and gay he would have to make due with living through Fitz and that was the real reason he rigged the election.

I haven’t forgotten Mellie standing in front of Cyrus saying she hated Fitz or wished he would die when he returned from his  trip.  I don’t forget how upset she was for Olivia leaving and breaking his heart.  I haven’t forgotten how she talked about being first lady on that plane when asked what they would get if they rigged the election.   Or how she was owed a post at the CIA for just being Fitz’s wife.  Or almost started a war using her unborn child as fodder.  Or induced labor to said unborn baby as fodder to get Fitz to stay.

So when Liv says everyone in the White House is all about Fitz and his needs I laugh.  And laugh. And laugh.

And laugh.