#canon scene

[keeana]

REDRAW OF CANON EVENT FROM SHOW

[rousseauxyeuxvertes]

@merthurmicrofic prompt shield (111 words)

canon era | screen to fic | Merlin POV | physical comedy

—Body! Shield! Body! Shield! Head!

Arthur was yelling to warn him about every blow. Despite that, Merlin felt as if he were being hit from all sides at once.

The modest armour—breastplate and voiders—was meant to protect him, but it was so tight he could barely move his shoulders. The black shield with Pendragon crest on it sent violent vibrations down to his bones after every blow. The sword felt like a useless stick in his untrained hands.

His helmet’s rusted visor greatly shortened the view. Yet he could still see Arthur’s nasty face. The prat was clearly going to run him to death…

Is destiny always that unjust?

[pjo-rarepairs]

I've been thinking about how Camp Jupiter really does seem to look out for its demigods more so than CHB. You can grow old there. They plan for the future, they foster community and don't segregate by parentage.

And this beautiful moment in Blood of Olympus underscores the point. Reyna recognizes that Nico should not have had to suffer as he did. The community that ought to have supported him, failed.

I do love the riordanverse stories and the camps and it's because of all the messy, problematic elements that I've been compelled to join the fandom and write fanfiction.

Reyna and Nico's friendship and found family is something I want to see more of.

*adds it to my inspiration pile*

- Mab

[infinitygalaxy]

Here my au of frank without his mask the scene of canon subway surfers animated series here what I think he face would have look like after failed to catch the train.

[echoes-of-warriors]

GIGGLING okay so something a bit more experimental this time with the greyscale! I wanted to draw something for our favourite girl Mapleshade, and I genuinely feel like this scene was a perfect example of how both characters can technically be in the right but with only one morally wrong while also having neither to blame. Anyways, anyone who hates Frecklewish dni /j

Lemme know if you can notice all the design choices and symbolism I added!

[fixinit-au]

BRIDGEBURNER

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Gravity Falls

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Bill Cipher/Ford Pines, Bill Cipher & Ford Pines

Characters: Bill Cipher, Ford Pines

Additional Tags: Canon Rewrite, Rewrite, Canon Compliant, Pre-Portal Incident (Gravity Falls), Young Ford Pines, References to Book: The Book of Bill (Gravity Falls), Spoilers for Book: The Book of Bill (Gravity Falls), Emotional Manipulation, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt No Comfort, Guilt, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Bill Cipher Being Bill Cipher, Human Bill Cipher, Manipulative Bill Cipher, Bill Cipher Deals With Human Emotions, Bill Cipher is a Little Shit, Bill Cipher is Bad at Feelings, Ford Pines Needs a Hug, Ford Pines Has Issues, Guilty Ford Pines, Past Bill Cipher/Ford Pines, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Angst, One Shot, Vulnerability, Explicit Language, How Do I Tag, Bill Cipher is a Jerk, Ford Pines Is An Idiot, Someone get these fuckers some therapy

Summary:

A Voice from the Past — Director's Cut

WHICH MEANS that I rewrite this TBOB scene as angstier and deeper for my own enjoyment (+ with my human Bill. As a treat.)

No beta we die like Euclydia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64474054

[ominous-faechild]

BONUS SNIPPET:

RISING FROM THE ASHES

The following is a canon scene between: ✦ Kieran Caron ✦ and an unnamed noble

and is shortly after a meeting between Caron and the local nobility, where Noble waited for all other conversations to end—and everyone else to leave—before they approached him...

Noble: (tentatively) “So, I've been meaning to ask...”

Caron: [turns to them with his arms crossed, quirking an eyebrow]

Caron: [loosening his crossed arms, evenly) “Yes?”

Noble: (still tentatively) “Your son—”

Caron: [face quickly empties, his eyes subtly narrowing on them]

Noble: “—Sebastián, was it?”

Caron: [arms dropping from their crossed position, instead puts his knuckles on his hips as he watches them carefully]

Caron: [grudgingly] “... that is one of them, yes.”

Noble: [taking the hint, awkwardly) “Right, sorry, I didn't mean anything about your other son. I just meant—he, Sebastián, graduated from your school, right?”

Caron: [watching them carefully, voice even) “Correct.”

Caron: [would say more, but—]

Noble: [interrupts, faux-pleasantly) “That's what I thought! But, you know, I never heard if he swore himself into a knightage. Did he?”

Caron: [restraining his anger, instead offers the slightest of bitter, smug smiles]

Caron: (a hint of amusement slipping into his voice) “No. If I recall correctly, he thought himself better than that, and didn't wish to, I believe, 'sell out' to anyone who might 'waste his talents'.”

Noble: [stunned speechless—]

Noble: [struggling for words, especially because they aren't sure whether or not they can bash Tián for his 'arrogance and selfishness']

Caron: [lip twitching slightly as he fights a smug grin, quirks an eyebrow at Noble]

Caron: (a hint of his amusement in his voice; matter-of-factly) “I think he's right.”

Noble:

Noble: [stunned, blurts) “I'm... sorry?”

Caron: (without hesitation, matter-of-factly) “I said 'I think he's right'. He's much too good to waste his time attending to other, selfish nobles who think they're worthy of an ounce of his attention. Don't you agree?”

Caron: [can't help the slight, dark smile as he meets their eyes]

Noble: [stunned silent again]

Noble: [... but quickly forces a pained laugh and smile]

Noble: (awkwardly) “Of course. I'm sure your son is one of the greatest to come out of your school, Sir.”

Caron: [dark smile growing a bit wider, but nods solemnly]

Caron: (unable to keep his amusement from his voice) “Yes, Tián is one of the best. In every way. But of course I'd think that...” [pointedly quirks his eyebrows] “I'm his father.”

Caron: [face emptying, steps forward as though to walk past them] “Regardless.”

Caron: [pauses walking to place his hand on Noble's shoulder, meeting their eyes with his eyebrows quirked]

Caron: (matter-of-factly) “Good talk.”

Caron: [doesn't wait for a response. Drops his hand from their shoulder and moves past to leave]

Caron: [not bothering to look at them until he reaches the door; speaking generously all the while) “Have a good one. Good luck in your endeavor finding a knight.”

Caron: [pauses, looking back to them and giving a fraction of a second for a response—]

Noble: [too stunned—]

Caron: [and out!]

Noble: [passes out]

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