After defeating the big bad Villain the Hero and their Immortal lover settle down in a cottage away from civilization. There are vast fields as far as the eye can see and they enjoy their time together after many grueling battles and horrible betrayals. The Hero plants a tree from their home village to signify the memories that they will forever carry with them. Their lover just smiles.
When the Hero eventually dies after having lived a long and fulfilling life they ask the Immortal to take care of their shared home and to please live their life to the fullest. Wanting to honor their wish the Immortal lays them to rest beneath the now-fully-grown tree and retreats back into the home.
For a long time, they don't leave. Wrapped up in grief and busying themselves with menial tasks. However eventually, they meet new people. Travelers, Adventurers who seek their help, or maybe the barkeep from the nearest village.
Wishing to honor their lost partner's wish they allow themselves to fall in love again but plant a tree next to the old one for every new person they come to cherish. Whether it is familial, platonic, or romantic love, they get a little sapling that the Immortal cares for and cultivates to signify their memories. When this person eventually dies as well the Immortal carves their name into the tree and lays them to rest beneath it.
Thousands of years later, a small village has formed next to an ancient and dark forest. Children are not allowed to enter it and their parents tell horror stories about the monsters within.
A group of adventurous children however do not care to listen, and one afternoon they sneak away to explore.
What they find is not terrifying at all. Everything is lush and green, there is a little creek that leads into a pond they can go swimming in, and no monster is in sight. Only fish and a small rabbit that jumps away from them when they near.
They find flowers that one of them points out were thought extinct and see a being, not quite deer and not quite a rabbit but something in between. When one of them points out the beautiful wings of a butterfly another is quick to realize that that is no butterfly, but a fairy. The children get caught up in the magic and wonders of the forest but dare not go deeper to explore.
Eventually, the shadows stretch longer and the sun starts to vanish behind the trees. The Children find themselves unable to see the way back as if the path they made through the underbrush had been swallowed by the forest. It is when the bird stop chirping and the bushes start rustling for no apparent reason that they truly grow afraid.
Unable to keep going in fear of getting even more lost but unwilling to stay on the ground they decide to climb one of the old trees to try and settle on its sturdy branches. They succeed and with the unsettling sounds now deep below them some of the fear abides and after making a rotation of shifts they manage to sleep.
In the morning they are awoken by a scream.
One of their friends, the one who was on shift last because they wanted to watch the sunrise is pointing at the bark of their tree with an almost manic panic in their eyes. There, illuminated by the golden morning light is the name of one of their ancestors. A name they had seen on their family tree that their father likes to trace back proudly carved in so deeply that even over centuries it had stayed as a mark on the tree.
When they look around and across to other trees, they find more names, some family names familiar from the village, others completely unknown. Some are high above, difficult to reach even for their best climbers, others not exactly fresh but younger.
With the sunlight now shining through the branches and deep fear and confusion in their hearts the children quickly find their way back home to be greeted by their panicked parents. When they try and tell the adults about the names in the trees and the wonders of the day before they are admonished: "Don't go into the forest! That was the rule. Promise you will never go back."
Their pleas to investigate are ignored and the children learn not to share what they have seen.
And if one day, many years later the now adults return to the creek and follow it upstream they might find that the trees get older the deeper they go. And if they find a small cottage at the center of the forest, and a strange being living within they will never tell a soul.
Because as children they saw the wonders of this forest and learned not to speak of them, and the now adults learned of the memories the trees hold and saw in the eyes of the being that they are not something to be shared.
I don't thing he has to be evil but I do think he is going to be the villian of the story. Maybe All the other elves saw humanity as beneath them and he thought it was wrong. Maybe he tried to help but instead of teaching them primal magic they learned dark magic and he was banned for helping. Now he wants revenge? I don't know maybe it's just the point that I always try and see the good in people. (Not necessarily a good trait)
So guys, I am a big nerd who loves foreshadowing in fantasy. While watching Season 2 of TDP, I took screenshots of the books Viren found in the library when he was trying to look up Aaravos, just in case they were decipherable…
And this book looks like it was written in a Germanic language!
So I typed the words into Google Translate, and they’re in Danish!
(TDP fans who actually speak Danish, please forgive me for this terrible google translate job. And fix my mistakes if you want, because I’m not sure I spelled anything correctly. XD)
From the top of the first screenshot:
From the second screenshot (same page; this screenshot was easier to read):
Conclusions:
Aaravos is super powerful
In the past, he helped one group of people fight another. From the way this is written, he probably helped the humans fight the elves.
The author says they have never heard a name like Aaravos before (they’re not an elf) and that others call their people “inferior.” Sometimes humans are perceived this way in the show because they can’t do magic. Aaravos encouraged the author’s people to take control of their destiny.
He also gave them “awards.” I looked up “foraæringerne” and I think “gifts” is a better translation. He gave humans magic? Weapons? Magical weapons? Maybe he taught them dark magic!
This reinforces the already convincing theory that he’s a villain
@aceroruga clarified for me that “indbildskehed” means vanity or conceit. “They must pay for their vanity,” yikes!
@fallkos clarified that “bygge vones fremtid” means “build our future.” Ironically, that’s what Google Translate wrote before I changed the spelling of some other word. The algorithm was working against me lmao
The TDP team has mastered foreshadowing
I am going to sleep now
EDIT: The second book is in Arabic, and @restuffedants translated the screenshot!
Am I the only one who always has to grin/snort when I see that image? It's so funny to me I don't really know. XD
She saw her moment and got glossed up for it
Isn't Mandalore all about the will of the people? So when there is Bo and obi with Jango the people mostly rally behind them and both sides call for Satine to step down, which she eventually has to because you can't rule people who don't wanna be ruled if you're not gonna use violence. So then there would be a power vacuum because neither Bo nor Obi (or Jango??? I dunno) can definitely claim the throne and Bo challenges them which would be the time when Jango gets kidnapped?
If you want me to stop making suggestions please tell me, this is your story and I don't want to be rude or anything
@1elysium the dha kar’ta post was super heckin long, so i thought i’d answer you over here!
i can’t speak for fiori, but i’m so glad you’re enjoying it!! this au already means a lot to me, and the support for it so quickly has been amazing, both on here and ao3. I’m thinking between two and three years between Illum and Jango meeting them! i need time for Obi to build a relationship with Dooku and Anakin, and Dha lol.
i haven’t given much thought to Obi taking a padawan, because i haven’t solidified my wants for the clones just yet. you’re right, they started them right about the time of the invasion of Naboo, but since Dooku was the one to orchestrate getting Jango involved, i don’t see that happening in this ‘verse. which breaks my feckin heart cause i LOVE the clones and Boba and i definitely implied in the force visions that Boba was a possibility, but i can’t figure out how to make it work 😭if Obi were to take a padawan, ahsoka is definitely a possibility, but savage has also crossed my mind. but yes he would absolutely raise them as Mando’ade Jedi.
as for Dooku being involved with Palps, i’ve actually been thinking about that! i think he’s suspicious yes, but that’s the thing about a sith lord, he can warp people’s perceptions of him and his actions, and he has a lot of power that the council is beholden to, and Dooku IS a little busy trying to keep his other dumbass grandson alive. so while he’s still with the order, he’s off planet a LOT even before Jango searches them out.
now, that being said, Anakin is an eldritch force vessel in this, which he was not in the canon timeline. the force is semi-sentient and endless and exists on multiple layers of spice-time and is basically fucking canon in an attempt to keep Obi-Wan alive. which means it can’t allow Anakin to fall. which means Palps has less icky fingers in Anakin’s brain and while Anakin might not be totally aware of his status as a vessel, he knows to trust the force because on Tatooine, that’s all he had. i’ll save my other thoughts for the actual fic, but while Palps does manipulate Anakin to an extent, he doesn’t have nearly as strong a foothold.
and @theclonewarsbrokeme because this story is your baby too
And meeting red skull
One of my fav Wei Ying things is the fact that he hears the murmur of resentful energy and ghosts
And for sure he hears screaming, wailing, and all sorts of bad stuff - but what if, as the ghosts realize he can hear them (in the Burial Mounds timeline), they begin telling him various other things, such as:
"Wei Wuxian...... eat something....."
"Wei Wuxian....... too much wine......"
"Wei Wuxian........ go to sleep....."
"Wei Wuxian..... Hanguang-Jun wants to kiss you....."
This is a test for Ruby lol
He looks so hurt 😢
you ever take off your noise cancelling headphones and sounds are like, sounds, so you put your noise cancelling headphones back on
All of those are brilliant.
This is a masterpost of all my standalone fics from the last three years! Am taking the liberty of reposting, as my posts have not been showing up for many people in fandom tags (which I’ve now fixed). Ratings and warnings vary.
Thank you so much, everybody who has been supporting me for these three years.
SO! In descending order of popularity…
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Remember Me
Summary: Bond has lost his memory. Q has lost his love.
“What have I forgotten?” Bond asked; Q watched him, trying to find the James he knew.
“Nothing that you won’t work out on your own, if it’s really important,” Q said carefully, before returning every fraction of his attention to the computer in front of him.
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A Programmer in Q-Branch
His name was Oliver, he was a programmer in Q branch, he had no access to classified files…
Sherlock Holmes is contacted by his elder brother. The Quartermaster of MI6 has been abducted, and Mycroft is insistent that Sherlock finds him. Sherlock, John, and a rather overzealous 00 agent, attempt to find him before Q shatters.
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Beautiful Broken Creatures
Q is a hooker. James Bond is in love.
The boy is sharp in all of the right places. His spine is bent in an entrancing curve, leant against the lamp-post, shadows pooling in the indented hollows of his face. He is too-pale, the flush high on his cheekbones from the cold, lips bitten so they retain a deep fuchsia stain.
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The Art of Ownership
Q is Bond’s Omega, and happily so; Omegas live in a dangerous world, however. Ownership can be won and lost far too easily.
Every Omega’s greatest fear: to be claimed, and forgotten. To belong entirely to somebody else, but cease to matter.
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The Battlefield
Every year, MI6 goes through the single most stressful, highly-anticipated, important event in their calendar.
The inter-departmental paintball fight.
There was only one rule: no lasting physical harm. Beyond that, everybody went quite categorically insane over the entire affair.
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Identity
Q, the Quartermaster of MI6, has dissociative identity disorder.
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FAO: Q-branch
Christmas is a catalyst for relationships, including the rather tempestuous one between 007 and Q.
I appreciate that it is a few short weeks away from Christmas. However, the next person who attempts to place mistletoe in my general vicinity will find their equipment mutilated by viruses which will mysteriously survive any and all attempts to be removed, and will probably outlive your grandchildren.
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The Issues of Dating a Holmes
John and Sherlock go on a double date with Q and Bond. Which really, was one of the worst ideas anybody had ever come up with in recorded history.
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Confined Spaces
The recording light of the camera remains steady, constant, and Q conducts conversations with empty air.
His voice is a thin rasp. “I don’t know if you can hear this, but I think you probably can,” he muses. His throat hurts. “If it’s just going back to Chris then fine, but if you’re there, then hi.”
Q manages a small, fragile smile that doesn’t come near his eyes.
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Blood and Salt
Q has lung cancer.
Never had he needed to watch anybody die like this.
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First Name Terms
Bond could count the number of times Q called him by his first name on the fingers of one hand.
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The Fandom has Attacked
The James Bond initiative had been created as a way of romanticising MI6. Turning failed missions into myths. Keeping ‘James Bond’ a figurehead - an idea, not a person. The legacy of MI6 without the reality.
The Skyfall incident was made into a film. And now, Q has discovered something… rather frightening.
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Trigger
Q fakes his own suicide, and a devastated Bond needs to understand why.
Loving Q had been water in a storm; too much. Bond had drowned in it, more willingly than he wanted to admit, dying in Q, with Q, knowing Q was drowning with him, neither wanting to go.
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Young and Beautiful
It would have been kinder, Q thinks, a long time later, if we had both died young.
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And that’s the lot, guys and dolls! Hope you enjoy. Jen.
this is just for me to look at silly little things ...and maybe say some nonesense
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