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the atla gaang in the animorphs universe (‘cause i can)

sokka - the leader, jake/marco mashup [battle morph: arctic wolf]

yue - the nothlit, tobias/cassie mashup [battle morph: barn owl]

toph - the tank, rachel/marco mashup [battle morph: bull moose]

aang - the pacifist, ax/cassie mashup [battle morph: olive baboon]

zuko - the andalite, ax/rachel mashup [missing the left eyestalk]

katara - the lieutenant, tom/rachel/cassie mashup [battle morph: jaguar]

jet - the traitor [battle morph: spotted hyena]

the yeerks

long feng - edriss/visser one (with kya as host)

ozai - esplin/visser three (with ursa as host)

zhao - temrash ; azula - visser seventeen (with katara as host)

ty lee - aftran (with aang as temporary host)

others

mai - estrid

suki - toby

lu ten - elfangor

notes --

maybe ursa returns from war a little sharper, a little crueler (to do recon on andal) ... and just when she (he, ozai) is finished and just about to depart, finds an excuse to publicly maim her son -- before he is even old enough to join the warriors’ academy -- and it’s a shellshocked iroh (grieving for a distant son) who collects the pieces ...

does this mean yue is lu ten’s daughter and therefore zuko’s niece? yes? yes. but i thought yue being trapped in owl shape as a nothlit was too good of an idea to pass up.

hakoda, having to stand in for both peter and mr. berenson, would react a little better at the “death” of his wife i think -- and sokka would likely react better to his dad dating bato than marco did with peter dating nora.

obviously sokka would stop at nothing to get katara free from the yeerks, so we can assume that at some point they kidnap katara and spirit her away to the woods with zuko and yue to starve the yeerk out (sorry azula), and then katara of course immediately volunteers (demands) to join the animorphs. so, please imagine the following two scenarios:

ozai, yelling: there’s another andalite bandit?! whatever hapless lackey du jour: it would seem so, visser :(

and

azula talking through katara, surrounded by the gaang in their battle morphs: so where is he? the real andalite scum? visser three told us all about him. oh come on. you know. [miming a single stalk eye] “i must defeat the yeerks to regain my honor.” it’s okay. you can laugh. it’s funny.

all the songs in the old guard soundtrack are songs on nile's playlist, gotg style. they're at a safehouse between jobs, and nile plays 'baby outlaw' by elle king for the group and when it hits the first chorus joe just. GRINS, and nicky is already holding out his hand and they start dancing full east coast swing at top speed, quick changes and turns and all, and andy pretends she is not also jamming along to the song but is not so secretly tapping her foot to the beat

so, uh, hello Les Mis fandom! I’m putting this in the tags in the hopes that people might be interested?

I’m writing a fic called Climbing to the Light.

it’s an AU set in Beauxbatons during the 1970s – essentially it follows Valjean, Fantine, and Javert as students & young adults in France, during the rise & eventual (first) fall of Voldemort

it’s unfinished right now, and will probably be a great sprawling hulk of a fic when I’m done, but should be updating at least once a week so that’s exciting!

(involves eventual Valjean/Javert, Fantine/Javert, and trio – be warned)

(there’ll be a sequel about Cosette & Marius & Eponine & the Amis, set in Beauxbatons during the same timeline as the Harry Potter series, but that’s going to be waay in the future)

Your body wants you alive even when you don’t want to be alive and it has a million defense mechanisms to fight bad things off and even if you have no one else you have your body whose main priority is keeping you alive and that is pretty intense be nice to yourself ok

"He hadn't meant to pull the trigger." Isn't that how these things were always supposed to go?

But he had meant to pull the trigger. Because if he hadn't, he would have misfired. And he couldn't afford to misfire.

He'd tried to do all he could to save Courfeyrac. He and Combeferre had worked like fiends. But it had not been enough; the virus had spread, and Courfeyrac was no longer inside this shell of a creature, and there was only a split second between the creature stirring from the sickbed and the shot's report.

(Joly had always had fast reflexes. It was one of the only reasons he was still alive.)

He dropped the rifle. Bahorel picked it up, and Lesgle took his hand and murmured quiet comforting nothings in his ear, and Combeferre stepped back stricken to turn to Enjolras and could I borrow that flask a minute Grantaire.

Joly knelt next to the corpse and, with trembling gloved fingers, closed its eyes.

"I'm so sorry."

pxrnbot follows me the day tumblr enacts its new policy.

yeah, doesn’t look like much is gonna really change around here.

Alright, I’m putting this under a Read More because I bet that it’s going to get long, but I would like everybody to read this, please.

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god i just lose my mind over sansa sometimes. she was just 11 — isolated in a strange place, neglected by her father and her septa, her precious direwolf unfairly executed, given confusing signals about who she is to marry, then after a failed coup her father lead, despite pleading for his life on her knees in front of  the entire court, was witness to his beheading. most 11 year olds are brats under the best of circumstances, let alone under those circumstances. but sansa rises above. she’s a kind little girl that survives constant terror and abuse through her cleverness, perceptiveness, and deep reserve of inner strength and compassion. though she may use another name, she knows deep down know she is, using that name – STARK – like a lodestone in her heart. where no one can see. for a lady’s armor is her courtesy

idk i love the way grmm has flipped the princess under captivity trope. sansa is not a passive subject, she spends her time in kings’ landing calculating risks (who is safe to trust, who is one of cersei’s/varys’/littlefinger’s spies), and creating alibis (constant prayers in the godswood). she muses that love is the best way to a people’s loyalty, and this thought persists despite the ‘wisdom’ of her teachers. when she becomes the lady of winterfell, it’s straight to work preparing for the winter – she’s learned from her unscrupulous mentors about the logistics, but the heart of that is that these are the smallfolk of the north, and they must be fed, they must be clothed, they must be armed for the coming struggle and she will see to it herself. though she has become wary and shrewd, constantly gaging men’s intentions, she has lost none of what made her such a precious character* – her heart. her kindness is now tempered by all that she’s suffered, she wears it like a cloak  – not the pain, but the victory. i’ve come this far, she must think. and i have far to go. 

*for people like me. i’m a big mushball crybaby and spend 90% of my time on this earth reading, i love to play music, and honestly if i lived in some quasi medieval world i would be all over those awesome dresses. not gonna lie)

My point was with your phrasing which implied Fantine had forgotten how to appear fine, and had known that before, when before that she was a young street urchin and then working in the country, where it would not have been a concern as it was in the city. And I did say I agreed with the rest. Obviously it wasn't constant grinding misery.

? ?? ?? ?? okay? i interpret her character one way, you do another. i don't know you from adam's housecat, so like, it's all fine. yeah? go have an ice cream or something. i'm gonna eat one with m&ms in it. enjoy the rest of your day.