LET'S K I L L THIS L O V E !
๐จ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ โธ ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฐ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ฌ โธ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐
@killedllove said: "You drooled on my arm, just FYI." (From 13)
Kate laid back next to the aforementioned drooled on arm, then leaned in closerโgiving into a very specific impulse. Dragging her tongue across the inside of their forearm, her nose crinkling at the faint aftertaste of something remained.
"And what are you going to do about that, Doctor?" she challenged, her eyes wide from her own audacity but had already committed and there was no turning back.
There had been plenty of times she wanted to do similarly to others but now was the first time Kate actually followed through. And from the feeling in her stomach, she couldn't tell if she was horrified or thrilled by what she just started.
๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐๐๐ง ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ญ ๐ค๐๐ญ๐, extracting her arm quickly before wiping their arm against the duvet. They glance at them briefly before letting out an amused laugh. " I dunno, " The Doctor confessed with a grin, " Can't say that's ever happened to me like this before... that should be a point of pride for you, Kate Stewart. I don't get to say that very often. " It was true, they thought to themselves, how rare it was for them to be speechless by a brand new experience. It was nice, to find even small things in this wide universe that were new.
She had spent the last few hours simply enjoying the peace and quiet, a familiar presence allowing The Doctor to briefly lower their guard and defences --- perhaps Kate had felt the same, with the ease they'd eventually fallen asleep. " You sleep well ? " He asked her, The Doctor stretching out their limbs before shifting onto their side to properly face them.
As a baby, Stephen was too hard for Victor to say, prompting the small boy to substitute for the name โStevieโ. As he grew older, the nickname stuck, although it was mostly used to annoy his older brother (as kids do). Even so, up until his death, it was the name most commonly used. A rare exception to the โno nicknamesโ rule.
In the alternate universes where he reanimates or does not die, the nickname lingers on. A sign of actual affection from the brother he typically clashes with on a regular basis.
" ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐, " Stephen added with a tease, tone still pretending to be put-out by the whole thing. " Evil Sorcerers, monsters beyond our comprehension, that's just a Tuesday... but a dinner for my birthday with people I love ? Now that's just sadistic. " There was a time Stephen would have put up more of a fuss, as his birthday had never truly been a joyous day for him in decades. Sure, he did feel a lingering sadness thinking about all who were gone now; with Christine, Wong, and America --- it felt more akin to having a family again.
At present, Stephen only had two suits. One black, which he had thrifted and used magic and neglected sewing skills to refurbish --- and one navy that Christine had gifted him for an event earlier that year. " Is that a real question, or will it be suggested heavily I select the navy ? "
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, or encourage, would be to involve his kids in his superhero world. Itโs a burden he bears so they wouldnโt have to. He wouldnโt leave the suit to Morgan, or any other kids of his own. Although he made mistakes in regards to Peter in Civil War (which he has since learned from, and although itโs not an excuseโ he wasnโt in the soundest mind when he made those choices), he has zero intention of repeating those mistakes. Especially after losing Peter in Infinity War. The same goes for any copycat, or other minor who would try to follow him (including Harley Keener).
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, he would also be quick to shut their operations down for their own good โ even going as far as claiming copyright infringement if it kept them safe. It would destroy him to know his sacrifice (be it his life, or just severe medical impairments), to protect and end this cycle would be for naught. Thanos was the Death of Iron Man, even if Tony Stark lives.
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, he has no real direct influence in his life outside of mentor-ship. He cannot stop him, and he was Spider-Man before Tony and Peter ever met. In retrospect, despite his pride in him โ he wishes he could have stopped the kid. He admires his undertaking, but he was so young. Too young for the burden. He wished he had waited till he was older, but itโs too late now. Besides, he encouraged him. He enabled him, he canโt take it back โ and he canโt stop him, so the next thing he can do is try to help him make it through in one piece.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, in terms of EDITH โ Tony never planned for him to inherit her so soon. Which is the only reason she was left to Peter in the first place, and had hoped the real Nick Fury would be around and have discretion about when to give them over to him. When he made his will, it was under the impression that he had more life ahead of him. By the time he had written it, he was pretty much retired from being a hero. He was getting married, things seemed to be mellowing out. He thought he had so much more life still --- and it was the first time he had ever really begun to believe it was possible to be true.
๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, while he added some measures for Morgan, he couldn't bring himself to remove Peter from his will yet. Perhaps there was a part of him that never gave up hope that they could be saved, or perhaps he was just that sentimental. He did intend to, he just thought there was time. Tony never would have wanted Peter at that age to have EDITH. He knew by now his error in bringing him to Germany and whatnot --- he wouldn't repeat that mistake. Had he been around, he would have insisted it be kept until Peter was a bit older. He still trusted him with EDITH over everyone, but he was too young.
๐จ๐จ๐ ; i am still getting ready to move, so I am still running mostly on queue and adding to it every couple of days. i also had a double tooth extraction (i had too many teeth in a spot for only two teeth) --- and i am still recovering from that, which means my queue might briefly pause for a day or two until pain settles down.
ใใ๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐๐ก ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฑ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ , there would unfortunately always be difficulties to overcome. thankfully, she and edwina were on better terms once more and the ton had stopped gossiping about them and moved on to more interesting subjects. but the sheffields had found it easier to acknowledge her presence now that she was married to a viscount.
ใใ' thank you, darling. ' she murmured, fidgeting with her hair in the mirror of her vanity. ' i hope meeting them here will keep things civil, knowing your family is down the hall. '
๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก, gently brushing through it as they spoke. They had no doubts that dealing with the Sheffield's would be causing her stress and discomfort; and if they could have, he would have lifted all the burdens from her shoulders and taken it himself. Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, " I would do it all again, as long as I got to end up here next to you again. "
He knew his family situation was one that was very different from the history the Sharma's had experienced, so perhaps he couldn't truly understand why this meeting was important for her. However, they would stand by her regardless. " It's not too late for us to cancel, if you feel it too much for you... "
Iโve seen so many people over the years talk about everything Rosie gets from her mum and Sherlock; but all of them seem to forget that John is in the picture and her primary caregiver. So this is a list of things she gets from him. This is reposted from older blogs of mine, and has not been edited other than some typos.
Height: Rosie Watson makes up in personality what she lacks in inches. Measuring at 1.55m tall, she is officially the shortest in her cobbled together family. Which means, that John finally towers over someone. Before she stopped growing, Rosie would even laugh along with everyoneโs jokes about her dadโs height and vowing to be taller than him. Fate, however, decided that in actuality she would just near his height while wearing heels but never surpassing it.
Money Management & Self Sufficiency: Rosie grew up wanting for nothing, she knows she is very fortunate that way โ however, her dad did not and not only was the value of earning a living imparted to her, she also adopted his practicality about spending. Money doesnโt grow on trees and it shouldnโt just be thrown carelessly ( no matter how many times one of her uncles offers to pay for her ). The same also applies to earning the things she gets: jobs, promotions, etc. She knows she could easily just pick up her phone and have shortcuts offered to her, but that isnโt the point. If Rosie gets something, she wants to have earned it.
Flirtations: Perhaps not as bad as her father John โThree Continentsโ Watson ( the day she heard that nickname, she wanted to set herself on fire ) but Rosie isnโt one to not bat her eyes and exchange clever quips with someone she found attractive or interesting. In her youth she was always going off on dates, or โgetting coffeeโ or the likes โ only really slowing down ย when she graduated and became swamped with her work. Rosie wasnโt a player, or โeasyโ by any means โ but she has a healthy attitude about love, sex and dating.
Temper: Rosie Watson has her motherโs control for her temper. While she is known to get frustrated like everyone does, she rarely fully and properly loses her cool. However, when she does, she essentially transforms into her father. A furious Rosie is known to stomp, curse, slam things and shout with reckless abandon โ she is also very aware of it and tries to curb it and not develop the same anger issues as her father ( she loves him dearly, and has no fears regarding him โ but she also knows his faults).
Mannerisms: An angry or even just an โreached her limitsโ Rosie has been known to sport her fatherโs โfury smileโ. For the longest time, Rosie was adamant that she never did that, convinced she would know if she was grinning โ it wasnโt until she caught her reflection that she realised the truth. Rosie also has her own variation of the โJohn Watson Lip Lickโ โ as a kid she started doing it just as her dad in an attempt to be JUST LIKE HIM, only to end up with the habit sticking. As she grew older, and began wearing makeup, Rosie eventually shifted to a lip bite ( after getting the taste of lipstick in her mouth too many times ). She also is known to flex and clench her fingers, but hers stem from itching to be at her piano or wanting to write or type.
Loyalty and Bravery: Rosie Watson stands by the people she cares about without hesitation or wavering. She considers herself a good judge of character and trusts people unless given a strong reason not to. She understands people are human and will disappoint her, there is room for error in her loyalty just as she hopes there is the same for her in others โ but trust that is broken is not easily repaired. However, she does not loose faith in others easily. In addition, she does not frighten easy โ or rather, frighten to the point of inability to act often. In the face of danger, she will admit to being scared as she does the action that frightens her (and with her family and her chosen career, she has wound up in plenty frightening scenarios ).
Humour: Rosie can be very witty. She is funny without trying to be, itโs just a part of her personality. However, when she attempts to be funny or put thought into her humour โ itโs just like Johnโs humour( aka, not funny at all and the lamest sense of humour ). Rosie sometimes makes more โdad jokesโ than John does, and itโs strange to everyone because she also has a very intelligent sense of humour as well as just being very clever and intellectual in general โ so itโs always a tad surprising when she starts laughing at a really cheap joke.
Style: Okay, Rosieโs aesthetic varies wide ranges as her life as many different people to emulate fashion from โ however, one of these avenues is her dadโs taste for woollen jumpers. His exact ones, to be precise. Yes, Rosie Watson is a jumper thief. At first she took it because she was young and playing dress up. When she got a bit older, it was part of a bit where she pretended to be her dad and would put on an exaggerated huff around the house โ but by the time she was in high school and university, she has reached the conclusion that: They are comfortable and I look cute in them, fight me; and because she is tiny, they are baggy on her but in
@killedllove sent: โย youโreย reallyย here.ย โ (astarion to shadowheart)
ใใ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐, but the genuine surprise in his voice caught her off guard. while she had made it clear on many occasions that she felt no kind of loyalty or kinship towards him or any of the rest of them, the fact he didn't think anyone would actually come for him left a strange feeling in her stomach.
ใใ' let's not make this a habit. ' shadowheart murmured without making eye contact, beginning her healing spell.
๐ญ๐ก๐๐ข๐ซ ๐ญ๐๐๐ญ๐ก ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐ก๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ง. it had been awhile since they'd really been in a tough scrape like this, while they were no stranger to pain --- it often came in a more personal and sadistic way, not so much in combat. He had been forced to tolerate it alone, and often punished for expressing how deeply it affected him.
" It likely looks worse than it is... " Astarion quickly tried to downplay, thankful that she was avoiding his gaze. The last thing they wanted was pity. " Trust me, darling... I have little goals to repeat this. " Their arm gesturing to the gash on his leg.
Yelena is often depicted in the film with strong โyoungest childโ behaviors and actions, obviously the film is using this for short hand to paint the family dynamic between the quartet and thatโs not an invalid thing. However if examined more closely, there may be more to it that โsheโs the baby of the familyโ.ย While certainly she is an adult and is capable, Yelena still is someone who is very childlike in many ways. She was too young when they arrived in Ohio to really develop cognitive memories of her life beforehand, so she spent those three years really believing that was her life (which, not to be cruel but for the safety of everyone, was promoted and encouraged by the others) โ the clips we can see during the opening credits show her briefly but sheโs clearly terrified and traumatized โ we also know that Yelena was one of the agents who underwent different conditioning that Natasha or Melina, expressing that she doesnโt know where she ends and her conditioning begins.
Itโs not uncommon for people who experience trauma at a young age to find themselves to some degree trapped at the age the experienced it โ or even just be regressive in some development or emotions because of it. This isnโt to say that every time she expresses emotion that itโs โbecause sheโs mentally a childโโ because that wouldnโt be accurate of a read, and that adults being emotional is normal and healthy. However in the ways she expresses it, you can sometimes see a more juvenile angle in it, not just when sheโs upset but in how she needles people and interacts with the world and views it. She sulks, she throws temper tantrums, she needles in a childish way, she can be motivated and pleased by simpler means (eg: having fun โ something she mentions when facing deathly circumstances four different times). Sheโs not mentally a young child, but there are some areas of development that she and all the Widows would be effected in due to the trauma of their experiences.
If Widows like Natasha and Melina were driven by their trauma to grow up too fast and harden, others like Yelena found themselves trapped in an adult world while clinging onto whatever innocence they could as a means of coping.
The Nocturne: The Rise : There is a darkness which has tormented you, and the genius lament burdens you, but fear not... you are the pull of the tide and the light of the moon on a winter path. You are the soft notes which increase in intensity till the pianist pours over the keys with such passion it can only bring tears to your eyes. You cannot do things halfway though you yearn for it, and you envy those blessed with blissful ignorance, but in the end you know you'd not have it any other way -- you are the rise they are afraid of till they cannot look away. Your song: Nocturne in C Minor by Chopin
๐จ๐๐ข ๐ฐ๐๐ง ๐ค๐๐ง๐จ๐๐ข ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฐ ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ง๐๐ค๐ข๐ง ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฆ๐โ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ. While I donโt think he might have known they were fully married, he absolutely knew that they were together in secret and strongly suspected that Anakin was the father of Padmรฉโs child as soon as the existence of them was known. Obi Wan knows Anakin so well, he is his brother and best friend. Heโs partially raised him. They are bonded through the force and in his heart there is nobody he knows better (which makes the ending so tragic)--- there is no way he cannot recognize the signs of Anakinโs secret soon after they begin manifesting. He already knew Anakin had feelings towards her before they actually begin their relationship. Obi Wan knows the danger of this secret however, he knows the risk to both of their livelihoods --- he also has his own experience dealing with the complications of romantic feelings in the Jedi Order. He loves Anakin so much, and he grows to think of Padmรฉ as a very good friend if not extended family as well --- so he chooses to remain ignorant. He does this to protect his friends, while not feeling like he is defying the way of life he has been indoctrinated into since childhood and manifests his entire world view.
๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ to acknowledge whatโs going on, and why it physically pains him to do so as he confronts whatโs happening with Anakin and his connections to Padmรฉ.
๐ซ๐๐ ๐ข๐ง๐'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐, ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ. Would there ever be a time where being in her presence didn't immediately make her feel like she was fundamentally failing at something somehow ? If so, it wouldn't be today. " Mother, I was uninformed that you were coming today. " Her tone trying hard to be even, even as she heard a slight clip to her words as they came out of her mouth. " I thought we said all we needed to say the other night... " It had been another fight, it almost always ended that way. Their voices didn't need to have been raised to be one. Tension and coldness had always been their preferred weapons with one another.
her brow was furrowed as she stepped into camp. Rivington was a town at capacity, refugees from the Absolute packed into every corner and the continued apathy tossed their way (if not out right hostility) was sickening. Mainly, she was ashamed to admit, because it was not too long ago that she would have felt very much the same. Viewing it as unfortunate, but part of a cycle of pain and loss that was important. Empathy was not a common lesson in the halls of Lady Shar.
Tossing her spear down on her bed roll, Shadowheart let out a grunt of frustration. She had been so eager to return to Baldur's Gate not long ago, to make good on promises she had made... promises which had only served to fashion her into a weapon. A beautiful weapon, her memory stirred at the words of The Emperor those first nights. It was sickening. The sooner this was dealt with, the better it would be for everyone. Taking a deep breath, she turned to face her companion. It had been the two of them scouting today, gathering information, facing it all. " Did we land on what we were going to suggest to the others regarding Raphael ? The idea of that Devil loitering around does not give me any comfort... "
๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก, but it did nothing to dampen the broad grin on her cheeks --- which were slightly rosy and freckling from the summer sun. " I've seen kids with pools before, but a crazy water slide in your own backyard is something else ! " There were, admittedly, perks to friendship with Pacifica Northwest that her and Dipper were slowly learning. Last summer, they'd all been enemies, but it turns out that defeating a demon and the end of the world together, was the kind of thing that bonded you.
Besides, it was hard to hold a grudge when your new trauma bonded friend had a backyard water park --- that, and of course, Pacifica seeming to attempt to turn over a new leaf in the past year. " Thanks for inviting us over today, it was getting pretty sweaty in the Mystery Shack with all this heat. "
๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ก๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ, however that was often due to Sherlock messaging him regarding a new case. Today, however, Sherlock had been having a contemplative morning. Sitting mainly in their arm chair and sorting through the annuls of their mind, until about thirty-two minutes ago when they'd picked up their violin to begin plucking absentmindedly. Thoughts still swirling, yes --- but more dissociative than active compared to earlier.
It was, perhaps, this which had them alert enough to hear a familiar footfall trudge up the stairs to Baker Street. Their eyes glanced briefly to the nearby clock on the shelf, wondering if they'd lost track of the day somehow... only to be shocked to find it hardly past noon. Brow furrowed curiously, their feline gaze fixed on the door as it opened --- and, in lieu of a greeting, called out: " Why are you here ? " Not particularly bothered that John was there, but as both a naturally curious man and a creature of habit, it was odd.
" ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ ๐ง๐ข๐๐, " Shadowheart mused, curling up next to the fire on her bed roll. The mountains near The Shadow Cursed Lands brought a chill to them, and the half-elf couldn't help but shiver slightly. As drafty the halls of Shar could be, she'd never truly been one to embrace the chill. Not truly, anyway.
As much as she knew her companion's infernal engine did not have the happiest of origins, nor the happiest of futures if Dammon was believed, it was hard to not feel slightly envious as Karlach seemed impervious to the weather. " At least, in places like this, to have a personal furnace everywhere you go... " it sounded stupid once said aloud, and Shadowheart quickly turned away. Embarrassed as own bitterness at the rough camping making her sound insensitive to Karlach's plight. " Sorry, I just mean... gods, it's freezing... "