#I just ddn't like the look in his eyes

[normal-girl89]

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Confession time, so when I was gone I uhhh started some arg. And I basically used the Crawford's likeness, to work through some stuff (with how I was raised by them), without their permission. That Is wrong, I admit that, they found out and I stopped working on it. Like they have access to the email I made for it, but now their getting on my ass about it updating?????

[bafflement]

Deaged Oz AU - Meeting Team CFVY

"Very funny, you two. I know you like gossip, but couldn't you come up with something more believable?" Daichi sounded fed up. Being a fully licenced huntsman might have made him open up a bit more, but that didn't mean he was going to just believe his team mates like this. Ozpin, as a child? Sounded like nonsense...

"I don't know..." Fox interjected. "It does sound sort of like something Professor Ozpin might have done. But why would he be here in Vacuo? As a child? It just isn't credible, guys, you need to try harder."

"He requested a meeting with us later, so you'll both see soon enough. Does this really sound like something we'd make up, guys?"

"Honestly? If you were bored enough, Coco, yes. That you got Velvet in on it is slightly impressive, but..."

"Yeah, yeah... are you two coming to the meeting or not?"

The boys glanced at each other and shrugged. They ddn't really have anything better to do today, their next mission wouldn't be for a few days, after all. Maybe meeting the little boy that Coco and Velvet were so illogically certain was somehow their dead headmaster would be fun?

The message requesting the meeting appeared on Coco's scroll a few hours later. The person sending it seemed nervous from the language, but the room they'd picked wasn't too far away. Fox, reading it over her shoulder, shrugged to himself. The words used did sound sort of Ozpin-ish, after all. Maybe it WAS magic... after all, the Grimm Queen was supposedly real enough.

There was indeed a boy seated casually in the room as Team CFVY entered. He seemed to be reading, though he looked up when he heard their presence. A familiar looking cane was propped up against the chair and his silver hair was just as tousled as they remembered Ozpin's being. His eyes were Ozpin's, too, though the glasses he wore were a different shape, they were still tinted that same dark shade. He smiled at them gently and nodded in greeting.

Fox stared, as did Daichi. The cane was rather unmistakeable after all and the boy's coloring matched up with their recollections of their old headmaster. The boy was even primarily dressed in green, though there were hints of gold here and there in his outfit.

"Hello again, students." Oz murmured, eyes sparkling. "It has been rather a long while, after all."

"You... are you actually Professor Ozpin? I thought you were, well, dead..."

"The rumors of my demise were a tad exaggerated, I fear. Though I prefer to go by Tip, at the moment. So if you could, please call me that?"

"... Tip?" Velvet ventured... "Umm, what happened to you, if I can ask?"

"Magic, as I told Miss Adel and yourself. This was a backlash from something that occured when Beacon fell. I became a child. At least it appears temporary in that I'm growing up again."

For the first time, Coco really noticed just how small Tip was, how vulnerable he appeared. Her eyes softened in understanding.

"They'd target you, wouldn't they?"

"I rather fear that they would. Salem already has, in fact. I would ask that you keep this to yourself as much as possible, at least for the next few weeks? I am very well aware that this is not the sort of secret that can be kept for long, however despite your love of gossip... it is a dangerous one."

"I'd never think to spread something like this!" Coco was quick to assure, wilting slightly at Tip's single raised eyebrow which was his only response. "... anymore. You're just a boy, professor, I'm not going to put you in danger like that!"

"Thank you, Miss Adel. I'm sure you all have questions?"

"Magic is real, does that mean the person that tried to hurt you has it, too? Or... do you?"

Tip sighed. "The one that tried to kill me is the current Fall Maiden. As such, yes, she has a not inconsiderable amount of magic."

Coco blinked at that, assimilating it, before realising what he hadn't said. "And... do you have magic, too?"

"... yes." Tip sounded very reluctant now. "I do."

"... Prof... Tip? I know the stories, we all do. If you have magic too, does that make you the wizard?"

Tip swallowed before nodding, once, the quick, choppy motion looking very out of place on someone they were used to being so very elegant.

Well then, that was certainly a thing to know...

[razorbeard]

He couldn't help but laugh as he heard Caleb's suggestion, he grinned softly as he gave the singer a soft shake before snatching one of the shots poured for him and said. "Mmmmm sounds like a beautiful plan to me!" He knocked back one before putting the glass back down and grabbed another and then added. "I imagine you can do a lottttt worse then lil ol me huh?" He nudged him gently with his elbow as he relaxed against the bar. It was odd that he found himself coming back to this club after his first encounter with Caleb, something about him drew him back, but he wouldn't openly admit that. He was caught off guard by the question of dancing when he was about to grab another shot and laughed nervously. "Ahhhhhhhh....I can dance, now a matter a if it's good or not? Depends on how drunk I am!" He wasn't about to shy away from having a little fun that much was clear, but the shy look in his eyes clearly spoke to the fact he ddn't think he was all that good at dancing. He grabbed the bottle and poured them some more shots as he laughed and said. "I think I got a fairly decent sense a rhythm and shit........but uhhhh can't say I've had many chances to test it out ya know? But I mean if you're asking as I said before I'd a fool to say no right?" He grinned softly as he knocked back another shot as he watched Caleb carefully seeing just how much of a fool he'd made of himself admitting he's not done a lot of dancing.

Caleb couldn't help but lean a bit into the hug, smirking at his words. " Guess we just have to get shitfaced together then. " He gave Cale's chest a friendly punch before ordering the first round of drinks. One of many most likely.

And after getting a taste of the mercenary, he was eager for more. However, right now he was more than happy to just hang out and see where the evening lead. Something about Cale's company was just different to the rest of these guys. " I'm not workin' tonight but we could still check out the other bands. You dance, don't you? " He took a swig of his shot, giving Cale an almost teasing smirk as he leaned in a bit closer because he was oh so curious about the answer.

[newtonsheffield]

If this is spoiling things and you've already got plans then ignore this but now that we've seen Edwina's reaction I feel the need to see Kate's parents reaction when she gets home and/or they notice Anthony not dropping Kate home anymore

Ohhh boy, this is a bit awkward because Mary and Tom had started to think of Anthony as Kate's boyfriend, even if she wasn't ready to admit it. I mean, he dropped her home, he ate dinner with them and they giggle and flirt and nudge one another, he takes her to parties and they hung out that whole Sunday. And suddenly, Kate's home early, every day and she hasn't said anything about Anthony in days.

"No Anthony tonight?" Mary said as Kate walked into the kitchen searching through the fridge for an afternoon snack trying to hide the fact she'd been crying. She cleared her throat.

"No. Not today."

Mary frowned, "I made his barfi."

Guilt swirled in Kate's stomach, her fingernails digging into her fists. "Sorry, Mary. Anthony's not going to be around much anymore. I'm sorry I wasted your time."

And she hated to say it, hated that she'd been waiting by his locker like a pathetic, lovesick girl when all he'd wanted was something warm under him. Hated that he'd probably just wanted to see how far he could push her. A game like the easy give and take between them, the bruise from his lips burning on her chest. But no, that wasn't fair. She knew it was more than that.

Kate had seen the look in his eyes when she'd started unbuttoning her shirt at lunch today, it had been soft, and longing. She'd seen the way he'd looked at her as they ate lunch together a soft smile on his face as she'd stolen a bite of his rice pudding right out from under him. He had felt it too. Felt the way the air seemed to crackle with energy around them, felt the magnetism pull them together. But clearly she'd stepped over some invisible boundary as she stood in no man's land waiting for him. And that still stung.

Mary frowned, "Did you two have a fight?"

Kate bit her lip, her arms crossed over her chest, tears stinging at her eyes again, shaking her head a little dumbly, "Sort of?"

Mary's arms were tight around her before she could blink, soothing circles on her back just like when she'd been a tiny girl, hiding from the lightning.

"What happened?" Her voice was so gentle.

"I know what I want, and Anthony's a little confused right now about what he wants so... We're not really . It just sucks because, I really really like him. I know he seems kind of-"

Mary cut her off, "I like Anthony, I think you'd be sweet together."

Kate's chest ached, "I thought so too. Can we just... not tell Dad about this?" She wasn't sure why she ddn't want her Dad to know. Maybe because he'd warmed up to Anthony, and a tiny part of her thought he might decide he wanted her again.

Mary hummed, "Of course we don't have too, but Katie," She pulled back staring down into her eyes, "For what it's worth, I saw the way Anthony looked at you, I think he might just be having a bit of trouble allowing himself to accept what he deserves."

Kate shrugged nodding a little, "I can wait for a little while, but I don't know if he wants me to."

Mary let her go, and when her Dad looked around the kitchen surprised a little while later and said

"No Anthony tonight?"

Mary got there first, "Anthony needed to take his brother out this afternoon isn't that right, Katie?"

And she let herself nod wishing it was true.

[bojackhorsemanobviously]

Bojack took a closer look at Erics tounge feeling a sense of horror wash over him when he noticed the tiny little stitches. Oh god. oh god. oh fuck was his fault? was this his fault for sending his mother away for the evening? "Eric, I am so sorry. you were right i should have suggested to your mom to stop having sex." Well that would have been very unreasonable but it was his idea for liane to take her sex life to a hotel. he couldn't even imagine how horrorfied the poor . " what.. what kind of sick person does this to someone?! Especially a child, oh god eric i am so so sorry."

He was starting to feel angry, but then erics quesion causes his face to pale as a sinking sensation of dread hits his chest. He knew there was no good excuse for the whole prom thing and especially the after event, he wasn't sure how much eric knew about that.. as it was a 1000 times worse and he knew it, no matter how much part of his brain tried to tell him nothing happened and it was her fault, he knew it was bullshit.

. "Eric." He spoke slowly, " That was.. yes.. .. I wanted to live my glory days of horsin around, where i took my daughter to prom but.. turns out life isn't a sitcom.. and im a real piece of shit.. a real selfish peice of shit but nothing happened .. I suppose I suppose that doesn't matter. I traumatized that girl. " He didn't even look him in the eye eyes downcast on the floor feeling disgusted, he didnt have charlotte so he went with penny was he thinking? He didn't know. it was all so fucked up.

He looked Eric in the eyes again tears starting to form, " so thats why you've been acting so.. god.. im so sorry. i didn't want. i never... we........ nothing happened ..." He was starting to panic heart pounding in his chest his forehead growing very sweaty. " charlotte. i wanted.. I wanted charlotte.. i promise nothing happened."

"I just fucked up .. i lost two amazing friends that night.. but nothing .. physical happened.. i know it doesn make it right. . . i betrayed a good friend that night. . I can never take it back.. "

" I don't. I don't really like thinking about sarah lynn."

She was on his mind a lot though especially whenever he looked at cartman, just sad child who wanted his approval. he had vowed to the exact oppostite and acutally do right by kids from now on.. but did it matter? It would never bring her back.. still waited for her to OD.. could any good he tries do anything? Hearing about erics attack he was suspecting no, he would always end up hurting people he cared about. nothing he did really mattered.

"sarah lynn was very high on drugs and wanted to crash at my place . I was so busy lost in a stupid fantasy worl creating a home life I never had as a kid I let her stick around for a while. " He decided to leave out how he wanted to be a father to her cause.. what was he gonna say he wanted to fuck his daughter??? even to this day he wasn't sure if he loved her like a daughter or if it was a lie he told himself .

.. " We wer both high on drugs and very drunk.. I don't know why it happened but she was 30. "

He made sure to emphaise the 30 part. " I never ever saw her as anything but my costar on set. to be honest I didn't have much thoughts about he i was kind of wrapped up in my own ego to give much though to sarah lynn. "H frowned guilt seeping in, all the time she wanted to spend in his dressing room talking about her dad being weird. he just never thought about what she meant, it didn't occur to his 20 year old brain at all. Heck when sharona was afired he even refused her access to his room a lot more. God, he hhated thinking about what the poor girl went through back then..

".. i'm not a good person, Eric I hurt sarah lynn to make myself feel better.. i thought a bender would be a way to make myself happy afte my friend todd left my sorry ass. .. which .. was also my fault.. I ..... slept with his girlfriend.. for years I did ddn't put anyone before me not even those i loved. but I never thought she would die... i thought we could party forever. that we were free to life a life away from judgement.. and the pressures of hollywood. "

"Then she died.. at the planetarium... she her draems of being an arcticet. and my selfish ass didn't take her to the hospital. .. ... I don't know why.. I panicked... i thought I'd go to prison since she used the drugs i had in car.. i never meant. I don't know why I didn' throw em.. oh god." He started hyperventatling.. unable to focus on erics other questions

Eric's been dreading this day for multiple reasons. Not only were the memories with Scott tormenting him, but the nightmares of him and Bojack were affecting him just as deeply and he wasn't sure what to expect from this encounter. Bojack has never done anything to make him feel that way, but something deep inside him was afraid anyway. Something he didn't quite understand. The fact that he was on crutches didn't help. What if he uses it to his advantage??

Eric shudders and tries to shake away the thoughts as he makes his way to the receptionist for his appointment. After signing in, he's told to just wait in his office, since Bojack had stepped out for a moment. With a reluctant sigh, he does just that, going in and sitting down on the lounge sofa that he usually lays back on.

"So weak..." As uncomfortable as he was with Scott's texts about Bojack, he still found himself wanting Bojack in his life. He knew it was his job to care, but he wanted to believe it so badly. Eric zips up his sweater all the way and fidgets with the strings of his hoodie. As the door clicks open, Eric flinches and squeezes his eyes shut instinctively.

Everything is fine. Everything is normal.

@bojackhorsemanobviously

[dont-do-anything-i-would-do]

"Of course I haven't told him. I ddn't want to make things harder, to make it tougher." He sighed deeply and shook his head before he ran a hand through his hair and closed his eyes. "Didn't want to burden anyone, didn't want to make it harder than it needed to be, didn't want to ruin your time with Tony, just wanted them to leave you both in peace." He frowned softly and looked down. "I couldn't tell Stephen...how could I? He'd be angry and tear the place down and I worried that would get him in trouble."

Tony watched the fear fill the man's eyes hearing the promise and he looked between the two of them. "And if that isn't enough, Friday will make sure to deliver a suit right to your damn window and you will not like what it brings. I am not fighting any more. Iron Man died when I snapped, when I removed the threat of Thanos from every timeline, from all existence, from every moment of whatever reality and timeline there is from that point onward. No one else is going to drag my ass back into this life. I am retired, understood?" Tony's voice was calm, cold, and almost psychopathic as he spoke.

The man nodded a little and he began to find his phone in his pocket ready to make the call. He took a deep breath and calmed himself as he called Ross and commanded him to back down, to leave Steve alone and let Tony be. They were not going after Iron Man any more as it was too much of a hassle and a risk. He hoped that would be enough.

You're as beautiful as the day I lost you. (Maybe post Endgame?)

Tony paused a moment hearing those words. Hearing the pure honesty behind that stunned him to silence as he looked up at the taller man. He had thought he was mid space, remembered fighting, remember drifting through a strange expanse, and suddenly he was back. A mangled arm at his side, burned and twisted thanks to the power of the stones, but it seemed the world had gone along without him and it had become something safe. “I didn’t mean to be gone so long…”