Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

Jul 13

senpaiguro:

blurryfaceinspace:

put in the tags the first thing that comes up when u type “i am,” “i’m not,” “i love,” “i hate,” and “i wish”

well that was a wild ride

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charliebowater:
“ THIS IS NOT A DRILL. OCT 27TH.
Also: now that’s how you fucking nail a poster.
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#DUDE #stranger things #this is so good I thought it was fan-made #…that says sad things about the state of movie posters these days doesn’t it (via...

charliebowater:

THIS IS NOT A DRILL. OCT 27TH. 

Also: now that’s how you fucking nail a poster. 

#DUDE  #stranger things  #this is so good I thought it was fan-made  #…that says sad things about the state of movie posters these days doesn’t it (via @aethersea)

Yes, but also same

(via aethersea)

corinnetags replied to your post “what is your thesis about that youre blogging about baron von steuben…”

Okay, I am going to need the link to your historically researched Hamilton fic. (Unless it’s The War series, I totally binged that last week)

Right, so, here’s the two halves of that Schuylkill fic I wrote once.

Here’s a Valley Forge fic I wrote another time.

Here’s the Monmouth smut fic I wrote once, and also on AO3 if you prefer that format.

In all of these, diversions from actual history or places where I don’t know specific details are usually noted, so don’t take them as gospel, but they’re as well researched as I could make them.

Aaaaand I think that’s pretty much what I’ve written that’s period Hamilton fic, and I think every bit of it’s been requested by @lathori because she puts up with A Lot of AmRev digressions.  Obviously there’s also the Star Wars AU (FYI that tag also contains the Borgias Star Wars AU I wrote because I screwed up the tags) and the AIOS AU but those aren’t historical.

Oh and of course here is my rant about the Baron von Steuben and the first underwear kegger in American history, for those of you who are interested in that situation.

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skymurdock asked: for the headcanon meme: Steve Rogers the angry little chihuahua.

On Monday, the very angry Stevie got beaten up in one parking lot, but he was still angry.  On Tuesday, the very angry Stevie got beaten up behind two diners, but he was STILL angry.  On Wednesday, the very angry Stevie got put through three experimental procedures, but he was STILL angry.  Anyway, gonna do me some Steve Rogers for this ask meme.

A: what I think realistically

Adapting to the 21st century isn’t really difficult, once he can face the reality of it properly.  It reminds him, more than anything, of that first week after the serum–everything is too bright and too loud and too fast.  But now the world is unfamiliar to boot and there’s no one who cares enough has the time to help him adjust.  It’s a rough couple of months before he masters the situation.

Unrelated to the above, Steve was actually great friends with most of the chorus girls.  At first they were…uh…suspicious, to say the least, because he was a massive brick house of a dude who could lift a motorcycle and looked like the ultimate version of the assholes they put up with on the regular.  So they didn’t speak to Steve past the most basic courtesies for a week and a half.  

Then they went out drinking after their first performance in a new city and Steve sat quietly in the corner with a water until he saw Cheryl sitting stiff and toying with a fork as a man’s hand crept up her leg.

“Back off,” Cheryl said sharply.  The guy did not.

No one was more surprised than Cheryl when Steve loomed up from the corner like the wrath of God and sharply announced, “Buddy, if you’re not going to leave the lady alone, you and me are gonna have problems.”

The next day, Steve showed up to the theater ready to sit off to the side as usual.  Instead Cheryl plopped down in front of him, held out a handful of bobby pins, and said, “I need an extra set of hands to put my hair up.  You braid, Cap?”

“Um, not really,” Steve said, blushing.  “But I can learn.”

B: what I think is fucking hilarious

Highlights of Steve in the modern grocery store include:

- Steve And The Grudge Against Weird Bananas

- Steve And What The Fuck Do You Mean You Want Five Dollars For This Tomato

- Steve And Wow You Can Get Vaccines At A Grocery Store–Wait What Do You Mean People Believe Vaccines Are Dangerous

- Steve And Hey You There Leave That Cashier Alone Unless You Wanna Settle This Outside

- Steve And The Girl Scouts of America

- Steve And The Struggle of Grocery Shopping Without Getting Recognized

- Steve And Really What The Fuck Is Wrong With Bananas

Needless to say, Steve isn’t really allowed to do the grocery shopping anymore.

C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends

SHIELDRA dumped all their files onto the internet, courtesy of Natasha’s salt-and-burn solution to HYDRA’s infiltration.  Steve has been in the modern world for a good few years by now, so he sits down and starts searching through it for information.

He shouldn’t be doing it.  He knows it’s just torturing himself.  He hasn’t known where Bucky is since Insight went down, and none of this will help him find the Winter Soldier if he doesn’t want to be found, Natasha assured him of that.  But…he just has to know.

Capture.  Surgeries.  The arm.  Missions.  Cryostasis.  “Programming.”  More missions, more cryo, more programming–torture, it’s torture, God, all this time he was mourning his best friend while Bucky was being tortured.

Steve lasts through five files before he throws up.

D:  what would never work with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway

Y’all, Steve is Wanda’s weird adopted big brother and no one can stop me from believing it.  He shows her a bunch of Disney movies that she missed out on as a kid and she asks him for advice about Vision and he jokes about how he’s definitely the wrong person to be asking for romantic advice.  They have a good weird relationship.

Anonymous asked: Adrien (from Miraculous Ladybug) for the headcanon meme?

HELL YES.  For this ask meme.

A: what I think realistically

We all know, in our heart of hearts, that Adrien and Marinette are the local masters of all physical activity.  Like, I recognize that the kwami magic is what makes them super strong or agile or whatever, but like.  Y’all.  Some of that is just pure organic buff-as-fuck muscle.  Over the course of their first school year of having the Miraculous, Adrien and Marinette both get so fit they could easily be sports stars.  During a game of dodgeball, Adrien accidentally convinces everyone he’s a gymnastics master because he does a back handspring to avoid a ball, totally on instinct out of habit because combat.  Marinette starts wearing tank tops because Summer Ugh and Adrien walks into a door because holy shit Marinette has back muscles wow oh my god.  A bunch of them go swimming and everyone’s like “You are both tiny teens, how do you both have a sixpack.”  Adrien’s modeling agents are baffled by where he’s finding the time to pull this off, but like, hey, as long as he’s putting on lean muscle instead of bulking up, they’re not gonna…like…stop him.

Anyway flash forward to post-identity reveal when Marinette and Adrien are playing dodgeball again and she literally vaults over him to nail the last member of the opposing team and Adrien catches her on the drop and they run around celebrating like morons with Marinette on his shoulders while the entire school gapes at them.

B: what I think is fucking hilarious

Listen, I know we all like to talk about Marinette’s response when she finds out that Adrien is Chat Noir, but.  For a hot second.  Let’s just talk about how Adrien is going to react when he finds out that Marinette is Ladybug.  He thinks Marinette is great, clearly, even though her inability to speak to him has obviously convinced him that she doesn’t like him much.  But Adrien admires Marinette so much, she’s such a strong-willed person, she’s so clever, she’s so funny, and honestly if he wasn’t already so head over heels for Ladybug he’s be crazy about her.

After he finds out Ladybug’s identity, Adrien spends three hours lying flat on his back in his bedroom, staring up at the ceiling.

“Plagg, she’s so cool.  Plagg.  Plagg, Marinette is Ladybug and she’s amazing.  Plagg.  Plagg, are you listening to me?  Plagg, I think I love her.”

Plagg is absolutely not listening to him.  Adrien doesn’t care.

C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends

Fam.  Let’s talk about akuma!Chat Noir.  I have no idea if this is ever going to be a thing, but I want it to be a thing and I’ve been obsessed with it ever since I saw THIS AMAZING COMIC.  

Ladybug is wounded in battle with Hawkmoth, and Chat Noir…well.  The akumas are attracted to strong negative emotions, and for that moment, Adrien is nothing but a bit of driftwood being dragged out to sea on a riptide of grief and guilt and rage.  And Hawkmoth, he does like his dramatic irony, and what could be more ironic than this, one hero destroying another.

He miscalculates a bit, though.  His akuma melts into Chat Noir’s bell, and the magic sweeps over him, and, indeed, Adrien feels the akuma warp the lines of his thoughts.  Until all he feels is rage, white-hot and protective.  His lady is bloody in his arms and it’s all because of Hawkmoth and he is going to destroy anyone who comes near her.

Chat Blanc is going to make sure of it.

D:  what would never work with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway

Anyway Adrien’s mother was a Miraculous holder and he got his sense of humor from her (”You know me,” she used to say, winking at him as she did her elaborate blue-green-violet eyeshadow, “vain as a peacock!”) and also she used to tell him about what it meant to be a good person.  He tries to live up to her memory every day.

Anonymous asked: what is your thesis about that youre blogging about baron von steuben and america's first pantsless party with flaming shots???? and tagging your history information???????? inquiring minds need to know!!!

Ha, okay, sorry buddy, the thesis I just finished was about the history of battlefield medicine, and you can find both my thesis updates and stuff about medical history under the tag ‘only mostly dead’!  The pantless party thing is unrelated, I’m just a fucking nerd about the American Revolution and am practically brimming over with inane facts about the time period.  

On a related note, no one ever asks me for historical era Hamilton fic but my historical era Hamilton fic is, A, MY FAVORITE THING, and, B, obsessively researched.

littlestartopaz:

goodluckdetective:

wlwvoltron:

angst where character dies: bad

angst where character almost dies but is saved by their s/o and hurt/comfort ensues: god’s gift to the world

I raise you this:

Angst where everyone thinks a character is dead but then they turned out to be alive the entire time and are reunited

@words-writ-in-starlight

littlestartopaz asked: Harry, Corlath, and Mathin! For the headcanon meme!

Topaz, coming through with the obscure fandoms!  For this ask meme, and Harry, Corlath, and Mathin are from The Blue Sword.

A: what I think realistically

I have said this before, but you can pry the headcanon from my cold dead hands.  The Damarians have some tradition in which the family of the bride (and normally the husband, but Corlath is the last of his family and it’s terrible) gives her away at the wedding.  Mathin stands in as Harry’s father, a parent from the Hills, and gives her away as the Daughter of the Riders after riding roughshod over Richard’s protestations.  Mathin cries a little and Harry cries a little and Corlath cries a little and no one ever says anything about it except in songs and stories where the devotion of them all is hailed as Serious Business.

Corlath very quietly slaps Mathin with a small title, whatever he can get away with, as the father of the new Queen.  It takes Mathin a full year to notice.

Alsooooo, Corlath can draw, although paper is expensive and therefore rare in the Hills.  He goes to the trouble of getting himself paper and charcoals during the winter rains for something to do with his hands and draws pretty much only Harry, Harry on Sungold, Harry bringing down the mountains, Harry laughing at dinner, Harry smiling at him stretched out on their bed.  Harry thinks it’s adorable.

B: what I think is fucking hilarious

I think we’ve discussed this but THE RIDERS HAVE TO GET BORED DURING THE WINTER RAINS.  

Y’all.  My dudes.  Hear me out here: the Riders playing pranks on each other.  Normally, the way these things shake out is “everyone is afraid of Corlath not because he’s the king but because he’s frankly terrifying between his tactical training and his kelar, but they’re more terrified of Mathin because Mathin is the ultimate Prank Lord.”  And then Harry shows up and radically changes the balance of affairs.

Because listen.  Harry has a bit of a learning curve to catch up with, so they go easy on her at first.  But then she lays a trap for Mathin after a little bit of idle conversation with Corlath and she gets him good.  Mathin, for three days, is dyed bright red with the concoction Harry managed to mix up.  And it’s war.  After a week and a half, Corlath and Harry make a truce of necessity–no pranks allowed in their own chambers–but otherwise Harry is an ally of whoever charms her most at the time.  The fact that the servants in the City all adore Harry means that she becomes the unquestioned champion by the end of her first winter.  Corlath doesn’t take it personally, honestly he’s kind of thrilled that she kicked his ass so handily–tbh Corlath is eternally that Will Smith picture when it comes to Harry, even when they’re fighting.

C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends

Corlath is the last of his family.  His mother always had a fragile constitution, and died of a plague sweeping through the City.  His father died not long afterward–officially in battle, but everyone agreed that is was from a broken heart.  He just couldn’t face the world without her.  Corlath rose to power quite young, even by the reckoning of the long-lived Hill Kings, and quite alone.  The Riders were all he had left, and for all that they tried to be enough, it made the City ache to see their joyous child prince grow into a serious warrior king.  Corlath still smiled, of course, but not as easily, and his bright laughter was hard-earned–it wasn’t that Corlath was depressed, it was that he was controlled, and stiffly so, at all times.

It’s hard to have close friends, let alone anything near family, when you can’t be sure of meeting anyone’s eyes.  Both Corlath’s parents had kelar, and he envies them for that security–he, who carries more kelar than anyone in living memory, is always aware of how much damage he can do.  He drove a servant mad, once, by accident when he was a young boy, and cried for two days until his mother managed to restore most of the man’s mind.  Corlath has had few friends and fewer lovers, as a result.

Beyond all that Harry does to endear herself to the Riders, the thing that truly wins them over is that they haven’t seen so much emotion–anger and joy and frustration and everything in between–on their king’s face in long years.

D:  what would never work with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway

First of all, canon is not shit and you can fight me.

But seriously, I’ve said this before too but I’m so serious about it, Harry meets Aerin in the flesh at some point.  And also Aerin visits Harry in her dreams and at first Harry’s very deferential and nervous, but she lightens up over time, and Aerin gives her advice on being a queen and being a legend and being a mother.  (At some point, when Harry is just exhausted of everything and frustrated with everyone and ready to ride off into the desert just to get away, Aerin turns up and tells a story about a very vain girl named Galanna who got her eyelashes shaved off and could have been rolled out a window, she was sleeping so heavily.  Harry laughs herself sick in the dream and wakes up smiling for the first time in weeks.)

thanatoswrath asked: Minerva McGonagall

Lol. I feel bad. I mean Minerva McGonagall for the prompt thing of yours. Sorry for not clarifying

I got you, my buddy.  HBIC Minerva McGonagall, coming right up.

A: what I think realistically

McGonagall is widely hailed as The One That Got Away through every Auror’s department in the world, in much the same way that Dumbledore is hailed as The One That Got Away regarding the Minister of Magic.  Stories get around to the tune of “wow, did you hear, Minerva McGonagall took a dozen Stunners straight to the chest and they think she’s going to recover fully” and “wow, did you hear, Minerva McGonagall animated every statue in Hogwarts” and “wow, did you hear, Minerva McGonagall tortured a Death Eater in Ravenclaw Tower.”  (This last is not true, and McGonagall puffs up in a combination of fierce pride and genuine offense whenever she hears it.  How dare you but also my House, goddamnit, he belongs in MY House.)  And the older Aurors are like “Goddamn right, she’s Minerva Fucking McGonagall, she could have run this place if she didn’t like teaching so much.” 

B: what I think is fucking hilarious

It was definitely Minerva McGonagall’s idea to, A, make James Potter Head Boy, and, B, drown the Dursleys in letters.

The thing about James Potter is that he wasn’t a prefect.  Remus was a prefect.  Remus, however, was also reliably flat on his back the two days around the full moon, and Somewhat Indisposed that one night a month, and so someone had to cover his duties.  The first time McGonagall found James doing Remus’ patrol (and look suspiciously exhausted about it too) she almost gave him detention for life.  But…  

“One chance, Mister Potter,” she says stiffly.  “If I hear you’ve been abusing this, I’ll take it straight to the Headmaster.”

“You got it Minn–I mean, um, yes, Professor.”  James offers her a smile that makes the circles under his eyes stand out.  McGonagall does some mental math–the full moon was last night, what does James have to look so tired about?  With Remus out of commission, they’re hardly getting up to elaborate shenanigans without him.

James Potter, for three nights a month, is beyond reproach.  Impeccable, in fact.  McGonagall half recommends him because she thinks he’s genuinely improving with the weight of responsibility and half because…come on, she just has to.  She has to.  No one is more horrified than James Potter himself when he gets the letter.

The thing about the Dursleys…they’re terrible and Minerva dislikes them supremely and she COULD go herself but she suspects that it won’t get them any further.  So she enchants two dozen quills to write identical copies of Harry’s letter and comes up with every terrible idea she can to make their lives miserable.  Because fuck them, that’s why.

C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends awful just awful I’m sorry

McGonagall has a list of students that she never meant to start keeping.  It started years ago, by accident, when she opened the Daily Prophet and saw a name on the front page–little Jacob Hanover, a Muggleborn fourth year who was murdered in the street when the Death Eaters first started to rise.  He was a sweet boy, with a wicked sense of humor and an eye for Charms that was downright ingenious.  He had tried to defend himself, a Gryffindor at the end even though his House had been something of a quiet mystery, but it hadn’t helped.  The list is long, grows by the day, but then…oh, then it stops, with four names inscribed at the bottom on the same date–James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Peter Pettigrew, and Sirius Black.  

(The boy she remembers, the boy who had three times been given detention for calling her ‘Minnie’ to her face, the boy who had once sent every Black in Slytherin an identical Howler full of insults, the boy who had laughed at his best friend’s wedding and danced the bride around in circles until they were both dizzy–he’s dead, she decides the second she gets the news.  He’s dead, and he died when he betrayed his friends.  She has no idea that the boy wishes the same thing, with all his heart.)  

The book containing the list leaves the corner of her desk where she’s kept it all this time, and she puts it on a bookshelf with every intent of never opening it again.  The war is over and she will not lose more students to that monster’s mania.  Minerva McGonagall will not raise another generation of children to march into battle.

Thirteen years later, she opens a book from her bookshelf and very sternly does not cry as she adds another name.  Cedric Diggory.  Flipping through the remaining pages, Minerva has a terrible premonition–there will be a lot more names before this is done.  


Alternatively: Minerva McGonagall attends Lily and James’ funeral.  The child reaching into the coffins, calling in confused distress for Mama and Daddy is bad enough, but she has never seen anything more heartbreaking than Remus Lupin, standing alone in the front row and clutching blindly at the photograph in his hands–the whole lot of them, the Marauders and Lily, at the wedding all those years ago.  They’re smiling in the picture.  Remus, three of his best friends murdered at the behest of the fourth, looks like he’ll never smile again.  That’s what breaks Minerva, finally, and sets her sobbing into her hands.

Eleven years later, Harry Potter looks her in the eye (he looks so much like his parents) and says that he and Ron miss Hermione, so much, please, they just want to see her, even if she can’t hear them.  Even if she’s Petrified.  

McGonagall knows when she’s being played, she does, but right then…pale and desperate and a little griefstricken, Harry doesn’t look like James, or Lily, or even wild and proud Sirius.  He looks like Remus, looking for friends who are far outside his reach.  She lets him and Ron go.

D:  what would never work with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway

MCGONAGALL HAS A WIFE, SHE’S CHARMING, CANON CAN SUCK A DICK.