#rumaan

Oh, man, this is tough...because I really like them all so far (excluding a few heinous characters..and even then it's more of an "I love to hate you" situation haha)??? But let me try to narrow it down:

Lan Mandragoran

Nynaeve al'Meara

Moiraine Damodred

Egwene al'Vere

Mat Cauthon

Oooooh this is a good one I like this! Here goes:

1. 1985 by Bowling for Soup

2. Manic Monday by The Bangles

3. Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day

4. The Middle by Jimmy Eat World

5. Sk8er Boi by Avril Lavigne

Hi 🥰 Honestly, it just makes more sense to me that Cris would be the one to have messy feelings. Let’s be real, Cris is a bit of an asshole (like Isak). She’s working on that and trying to become a doper person (like Isak), but her first reaction might not necessarily be ideal.

I feel like, when someone has made such a big, personal change as the one Amira made by choosing to be more observant, it’s just natural to seek people who fit who you are now better. I also think this is a great topic to touch on in their last season (of this gen gvvhhv), because when you’re in school, you tend to fall together with people you’re not necessarily similar to, but you’re in a bunch of classes together, and that’s what you have in common. The true test of those friendships is the end of high school, when you no longer have school in common. Some people leave their high school friends entirely behind themselves, but some others manage to keep going, and we’ll get to see where the girl squad falls in this spectrum (OBVIOUSLY they’ll be friends forever!! but we need to see the final stretch of the journey!).

I also feel like Cris might be in a delicate moment, what with Joana being hospitalized right now. So she might feel a bit betrayed? I remember that part in s2 when Amira told Cris that Cris didn’t know what it was like to be stood up, because Amira never stood her up. Perhaps that was foreshadowing to this season, where Amira is not dependable for once, and Cris overreacts because she has never been in the position of being flaked out on before. And if Amira flakes out on Cris at a moment where Cris is feeling a type of way because Joana’s not doing okay, then that would be DELICIOUS, DELICIOUS ANGST where the situation is nuanced and multifaceted. 

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Set in a deliberately vague contemporary war zone because I just didn't feel like using real people's pain as a back drop. As always, also on Ao3.

“Helmet stays on at all times. Sniper fire is the most dangerous risk out there, but there could also be rubble and shrapnel if one of the buildings gets shelled while we’re out,” Geralt barked.  “You do what I say, when I say it, and if I tell you to run or duck, you better run or duck. Understood?”

His charge gave an infuriating smirk. “Sir yes sir,” she said with a mock salute. “I assume you’ll be calling me Private Vengerberg while we’re at it.”  She checked her camera and slung the strap over her shoulder. “You realize I’ve been reporting on warzones for a decade, right? This isn’t the first time I’ve been in one?”

“It’s the first time you’ve been in mine,” he gritted out. “You’re my responsibility, and maybe you don’t care if you die, but I do.”

Something strange flashed in her eyes and she nodded. “Sorry, I just— I don’t like being told what to do.”

“Me either,” he replied with a glimmer of a smile.

“I feel like soldiering was probably a pretty poor career choice for you then.”

“Spectacularly so,” he agreed, and that got a real smile out of her, and then Geralt realized— he was trying to make her smile.

Fuck.

He got himself under control as they went out on his patrol, and he had to admit, Yennefer was good at her job.  The war here had gone under international radar for way too long, and someone from a paper of her caliber was going to go a long way towards turning the spotlight to them.  She had a lot of insightful questions and she noticed things he’d thought only a soldier would, like the remnants of a barricade in an alley behind a bombed out building, or the glint of a sniper rifle just seconds before it fired.

She saved his life with that last one.  Yennefer tugged him behind a half-demolished wall a heartbeat before the bullet spattered into the brick behind them.  Geralt glanced at her to make sure she was fully covered before he returned fire, but it was pointless. The sniper had them pinned down and he didn’t have a good angle on the shooter to get them out.

Yennefer nodded toward an open doorway deeper inside the building.  “Think if we stay low, we can get through that?”

Geralt risked a glance back and judged the angle again.  He slapped his sat phone into her hand and nodded. “That’s our best shot.  You first, I’ll follow. Something happens to me, you call back to base and ask for help.”

“I’m not leaving you out here,” she snapped as another bullet exploded into a brick.

“Yen, go!” he yelled and three more bullets rained down on them.

That time, she listened.  She crawled on her belly the few feet to the door and yanked her legs out of sight.  Geralt fired a few random shots and dove after her, flattening himself against the wall as soon as he was inside.

“You good?” she asked.

He nodded.  “You?”

“Not a scratch. Now what?”

Geralt scanned the room.  It was hard to tell what this building had been before the war, but for now, it was just an empty room.  Several blown out windows faced the street, but in the far corner was a doorway to another room and judging by the darkness, that one was entirely interior.  “We make our way to that room. Stay against the wall, under the windows. Then I call base for backup, and we wait for someone to come get us.”

“They’re not going to follow us in here?”

“Probably not.  That hasn’t been their style, anyway. And shelling the building for two people would be a waste.  We should be okay so long as we’re out of sight.”

Yennefer set her chin and got moving, following his orders exactly.  The next room was, as he hoped, far more secure. Just one entrance, no windows, no stairs.  If he craned his neck out the door he’d have a clear shot at anyone walking in, and that was the best they could hope for.

He called back to base while Yennefer prowled around the room.  “How long?” she asked when he hung up.

“Couple hours, maybe more. They’ve got to scout the area first, make sure it’s not an ambush.”

She absorbed the information and then sat down cross-legged in front of him, pulling a pack of cards out of nowhere.  “How do you feel about poker?”

Yennefer was, perhaps unsurprisingly, a terrifyingly good poker player.  She could read him like a book, which was not an experience Geralt was used to.  Most people called him inscrutable if they were being kind, incomprehensible if they weren’t.  But she didn’t seem to have that problem, and he found himself telling her things he hadn’t told anyone before.  Things about his childhood, about losing Renfri, about half hating his mother and half wanting to see her again.

Night fell and soon it was too dark to see the cards.  Yennefer leaned back against the wall next to him and shivered.  It was only early fall, but the cold came fast and had a way of settling deep in your bones.  “Shouldn’t be long now. Hour, maybe more,” he said.

“It’s a lot colder here than Texas,” she observed, arms tightly folded across her chest.

It was definitely against protocol and probably against fifteen different regulations, but right then, Geralt didn’t feel like a soldier.  He felt like a man with a shivering woman next to him, so he lifted his arm and without a moment’s hesitation, she curled against his chest.

He rested his cheek on the top of her head, content.

lowkey otp Diego x Eudora. I was so rooting for them to get back together and then... ugh. :(

highkey notp Five x Dolores. It was just a little toooooooo weird for me.

[softly] don’t notp I don’t think I really have one? Vanya x Leonard, I guess, but that’s more a highkey notp.

highkey otp but i’m scared of saying it because it’s not a very popular choice Alison x Luther. I mean I 100% get why Luther isn’t a fan fave, but the degree to which fandom hates him is kinda overblown and ridiculous imo, and he’s actually incredibly sweet with Alison. Alison tends to look after others in the group, but Luther is the only one of them who looks after her and is concerned with her needs and emotional well-being. And that scene in the phone booth when he spoke to her daughter? My heaaaaarrrttt.