the couple of besties with daddy issues, who accidentally killed god makes me believe in love
Time Rises and Rises
...and when it reaches the level of your eyes you drown.
Pre-canon divergence where Edward discovers the affair before Lyra is born. Edward POV throughout as he struggles to understand why it happened and what he must do about it. Arguably could be placed back into canon by end.
One-Shot. 5217 words.
Marisa turned over in her sleep. The moonlight reflected in the sweat still stuck to her skin. Edward wanted to take a finger and disturb the miniscule pools of light, but he dared not wake her. She slept so peacefully, so deeply. Something in it was shameless. Especially so in comparison to the way she would behave before they would lay together. “Lay together” was always how she would put it. Not quite bold enough for “fuck,” but not coy enough for “make love.” Either way, it got the job done. That evening she looked up at him as she sat on the corner of the bed. Edward was curling a lock of her hair in his hand. Her lips opened slightly and her eyes began to close before Edward was leaning down to her. In her sleep, she was without shyness. Edward always found it so transfixing.
Lyra, Will and Serafina, readers and non-readers rather all of us, when it comes to Mary Malone be like:
I am really curious to see the dynamic between Ruth (Wilson) and Jonathan (Aris) in the scenes they share together! Marisa’s interaction with Lord (now commander) Roke is a very interesting and funny part of the third book.
And… as they did not share who will be playing Metatron, I will keep dreaming about Jude Law. That’s all.
me seeing that some members of the cast hdm are in Spain:
But this isn’t Hell. It’s happiness, said one of the Peach Women who was materializing from the branch of a nearby tree. There’s nowhere to go from here. Relax. Enjoy yourselves. You’ll get used to it. And that’s the end of the story. That’s it? she says. You’re going to keep those two men cooped up in there forever? I did what you wanted. You wanted happiness. But I can keep them in or let them out, depending how you want it. Let them out, then. Outside is death. Remember? Oh. I see. She turns on her side, pulls the fur coat over her, slides her arm around him. You’re wrong about the Peach Women though. They aren’t the way you think. Wrong how? You’re just wrong.
marisa coulter be like:
it was hard to put asriel and lyra in any of these
At the Inn
Masriel. One-Shot. 1460 words.
I couldn’t be seen coming into your home alone without an occasion.
There was an occasion, only others weren’t privy to it. Again, after scouring the city I found an inn that met your exacting standards.
My standards were standard .
Couldn’t get in the front door for half of the places you wanted, and couldn’t get in the back door for most of the rest. You were hysterical over the inn. Shouting about how no one would expect a woman of your class to be lingering around a neighborhood like that.
Kathleen Turner with some Marisa Coulter looks.
His Dark Materials (2019-), 2x07 - Æsahættr
“Let us be united in heart, soul, and deed. And together we could build a Republic of Heaven above, and a Republic of Ideas below.”
Hello fellow masriel clowns, long time no see! if you know James and Ruth’s actual height difference, well no you don’t.
KEEPING COOLTER: WHAT TO DRINK
Big announcement! My top selections of wine this year are as follows:
J-M Gobillard - Champagne Premier Cru Grande Réserve - Magnum
A wonderful blend to create this stupendous dry sparkling drink. Perfect for celebrations, like toasting the downfall of an enemy or finding out it was a false alarm after a pregnancy scare.
Josmeyer - Riesling Grand Cru Hengst, 2014
Flowery, smokey, and rich. Like me! This Reisling is perfect for a romantic evening in with another or with oneself! Be careful not to over indulge, as it will provide a killer headache keep you from your morning mani pedi.
Marcel Deiss - Altenberg de Bergheim, 2003
Despite the name, this bottle of wine is quite lovely. Vibrant fruit notes that will transport you to another world. Have with some aged cheese or down the whole thing alone after a hard night.
Labranche Laffont - Madiran Les Préphylloxériques, 2009
A gorgeous red. Intense and dense. Perfect to drink with something bloody that was recently alive. So much so that you can almost feel the pulse of its heartbeat between your teeth as you tear into its flesh. And it’s organic!
La Solitude - Chateauneuf du Pape, 2016
If you know me, you know I love a good Chateauneuf du Pape! While not organic, this wine gives great heady. It’s 14.5% alcohol content after all! Of course it was the name that called to me most of all. We are born in solitude and we’ll die in solitude.
pernament starter call !
Character: Mrs Marisa Coulter
Fandom: His Dark Materials
Muse priority: primary
Multi-ship & crossover friendly.
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Marisa: We're going out in public. I expect you to be on your best behavior.
Asriel: Yes, Lyra. Listen to your mama Massy.
Marisa: I was talking to you, Asriel.
Marisa always got that look about her when she was onto something. Her eyes sparkled more than usual and she her pupils dilated. The rush of excitement brought a smile to her face. She almost shook with energy when she had a breakthrough in her research.
You may not understand every aspect of her studies, but you got the basic concept fairly well and loved to hear her share about it, even if the finer details were lost on you. "Let me hear it," you offered, when Marisa made that telltale little gasp of hers.
Marisa smiled wide and recounted what she’d just come up with. Some new theory which she proceeded to detail to you, and you listened politely, missing some of the points, but enjoying her enthusiasm.
She’d never had someone like you who just listened and took her seriously. The men in her field dismissed her ideas before she’d even said them. But you, you were something special. She could tell you anything, and rely on you to listen to her ramble, which she often wound up doing when she was excited about something. Without you, she might crumble under the overwhelming pressure of it all. You were her rock and you kept her sane.
Marisa Coulter: @riveranddoctorsong123