#Jaron young

[mtstorrs]

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[butchjesus]

the original trio of the scarlet cerberus, featuring lots of silver, and also some yorvick and older sealord :)

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

To some others, were the others still trying to take the kids? What about you Melinda?

@demon-blood-youths

"........" Melinda said nothing but she knew the other girls were worried sensing her being silent. Remembering how some thieves have been trying to kidnap the children.

"Lets just say it was.....scary but angry at the same time. Those fools kept trying to take who ever they can. Even at the time, the kids are still worried but won't show it." Melinda looks down but she only sighed that her silver eyes glowed but dimmed light red.

"Even when some kidnapped my pups.." she hissed.

"Uh oh.." the vixens knew she was angry.

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She remembers one time when she and Jaron found out some others were in their home but it still was painful with their eyes wide seeing two guys grabbing Abigail and Benjamin.

"Mommy!! Daddy!! Help!!!" Abi struggles.

"Mama!! Papa!!" Ben cries reaching for his parents crying. Melinda quickly tries to summon her friends but the lung dragon and jackal sees them quickly jumps from the window with the two.

"NO!!!" both parents runs over to the window seeing the two disappear but Melinda was shaking screaming. Her eyes were wide but she was covering her face sobbing. Jaron quickly summons the pack.

"Find Abi and Ben quickly!" he said seeing the jackals going to find them. Even seeing three lung dragons following as well as Jaron tries calming his wife down.

"...M..My puppies...my puppies.." she whispered.

"We'll find them Melinda....they won't get away with this-" that's when he stops seeing Melinda glowing but he senses the air getting heavy to see his wife. "Mel?"

".......They...won't...get away with this.....they will pay for this." she hissed but her tears still ran down her cheeks but her eyes were now light red. "We need to find them Jaron." she said.

"..You got it."

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"So, we told the others but they helped up look for Abi and Ben. But...in the end we did find them but......it was scary after what me and Jaron saw."

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"They got to be in here somewhere! Kids!! Kids where are you!?" Melinda was worried about her two little pups ones but seeing everyone looking and beating up the bad guys. They really might need to find a way to stop them from being kidnapped.

Melinda shoves two away after making them crash into the wall but she was more worried about her kids right now. Jinx punches one in the face but sends him flying before she looks seeing everything in chaos.

"Where the heck are they?! They might have moved them!" Jinx said ducking a guy from shooting her till she burns him hearing the screaming.

"I don't know but they got to be here somewhere!" Jaron said even if he was worried. However, as everyone kept looking around, a sudden scream was heard making Jaron and Melinda tense.

"What the heck was that!?" Maggie said but the two knew.

"A...abi..that was abi!" Melinda quickly goes to follow the scream with Jaron behind her.

"Melinda wait!" Jaron rushes to follow her with everyone else. The two worried parents runs through trying to find the scream. During that time, in another room......

"Let us go!! You big meanies!" the guards were looking to Abi after taking her away but Ben was crying while one was holding him by the shirt.

"Tch, why did the boss even want this brat. She's loud and he won't stop crying!" one guy said as Ben was crying wanting his mama and papa.

"Let my baby brother go!" She struggles but the guard sighed to throw her to the ground as Abi winces from that. She tenses seeing the guard look at her while Ben was shaking scared.

"If you don't shut up I'll be sure you get killed for that!" he said angry. Abi had to save her baby brother even if he was scared. She hated when someone messes with her baby brother!

"Let him go!!!! Let him go!" she shouted but the guard only sighed to smirk. That's when he drops Ben as he was shaking scared. Tears running down his little cheeks whimpering. Abi didn't want them to hurt him but she sees them only start trying to.

He was reaching for her but Abi saw the guy about to hurt him! That did it for Abi.

"I said...STOP!!" Suddenly something shows to stop the guys while she was glaring at them. Her almond color eyes were glowing but showing the same orange color with a wisp leaving her lips like her father! They couldn't move while they look at the little girl but she was slowly standing up but she was having a headache.

"What the hell!?" both said not able to move.

"Don't talk!! Bring my baby brother to me and when you do, get away from him and me.." she said seeing the guys slowly walking over but sets Ben down by her. Ben was shaking with hic ups due to feeling a bit sore. Abi still kept looking at them but she was holding her head.

"Now step away...and stay in the corner away from u..us." she hissed seeing them doing just that even if they tried to move they couldn't stop listening to her. However, she sees them struggling but this was hurting Abi's head as she was crying.

That's when she shuts her eyes wincing a little but that's when the glow leaves the two guys who gasps struggling.

"Tch...why you little-" He aims his gun to shoot at the two but Abi quickly held her hands showing a silver glow up to see the guns caught and turned facing them but as the bad guys pulled the trigger.

Two loud bangs were heard with Abi shaking lowering her arms seeing something splatter against the wall behind them. Something warm hits her face and a little on Ben's face. The two bodies fall to the ground with a thud.

"........" She sat there with eyes wide terrified but she only felt Ben grabbing her arm that she goes to pull him close to hold him close now crying. Then a pair of running footsteps were heard to the door opening.

"Abigail! Benjamin! Are you two-" Melinda stops seeing her babies in the room but she goes to them quickly worried. "Abi? Abi, are you okay? What happened? And...why is their blood on..." she sees her daughter crying shaking.

"I..I didn't mean to mama and papa..I didn't mean to." she sobs but Melinda didn't know what was wrong till Jaron looks with his eyes widen. The two guys that kidnapped them. They were shot. Wait, did Abi do this?

"..Abigail-"

"I..I don't know what happened..I just....I got angry when they were hurting Ben a..and...I looked at them and they were listening t..to what I was telling them. T..then I got a headache before they tried to..*sob* use the guns but my hands were glowing t...to..." she started crying more but Melinda and Jaron was worried only for Melinda to hold her kids close.

"Shhhhh...don't. Right now, we need to get you out of here....it's going to be okay sweetie...Were just happy you both are safe.." she whispered but Melinda was holding her babies in tears but Jaron said nothing having a feeling of what happened. All he did was hold his family close as the others were making their way to them.

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"When we got back, we got them both cleaned up and treated. Turns out, Abi used her power or it showed at that bad moment. She does indeed have me and her father's power but combined..it's pretty dangerous. Right now, after that she was scared but...we were helping with calming her down none the less. I don't know why these kidnappers are still trying to get our kids but.....it seems because of that their powers are showing. I just hope we can give a warning to these monsters to leave our babies alone." Melinda sighed but felt Jinx resting a hand on her shoulder worried.

"And before you ask, Jaron wasn't happy either when seeing how our kids looked. Scared, messy, tired, and just....hurt. That was something scary but we were happy to have them safe in our arms again."

[demon-blood-youths]

Jaron, we know it's true! We know Melinda has dragon heats also bloodlust too. I bet it's pretty strong for her given she tries to ignore it. You do help her from time to time don't you? Even during her serious heats? :3

For sinday.

"I uh.....I don't want to say since it's really private for both of us when it comes to demon heat cycles. But I do help her out by being supportive." Jaron said. "But yes, the heat are indeed really strong for her to undergo temporary changes like appearance. He heard that Ink and her older cousin, Davion develop scales and claws if it's a long week." "Right now, I don't want to go into too much detail since it's this kind of thing is pretty personal when it comes to that." Jaron answered.

[macleod]

Jaron Lanier for those who don't know, is essentially the father of virtual reality.

He now actively advocates for the destruction of megacorp technology and that you should never trust algorithms, especially social networks. He has a great short book (150 pages or so) entitled "Ten Arguments for Deleting Your Social Media Accounts Right Now" and this is a decent review and short recap of it.

Jaron Lanier, Palo Alto CA (1983)

[ruewrote]

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you had just finished shutting the doors of the ambulance, giving it two loud bangs for them to drive before re-joining the crew.

"another great save guys, good job!" bobby says as he pats eddie on the back, walking over to ready the engine.

"god im hungry!" he blurted out and you just laugh, "what?"

"i just seriously don't understand how you're hungry after all of that," if anything you felt incredibly nauseous.

that's when you felt the sharp hot pain in your side, suddenly finding it hard to stand, it had become apparent that your adrenaline had worn off.

falling to your knees as you cried out in agony. your hands pressed to the hurt area, pulling it back to find your hand soaked in your own blood.

buck worriedly rushed to your side, his hands gently pushed your shoulders back so you laid out flat on the ground. only to find the cause of your discomfort was a large piece of glass was sticking out of your stomach through your jacket.

his first thought was to curse you as you had recklessly climbed through the windshield when you helped the young woman out of the recent car wreck, only for her to be okay and for you to get injured yourself.

he rummaged through his medical bag for something to stop the bleeding, struggling but finally found the right supplies. using his teeth to rip open the packaging before putting pressure around the glass making you groan out in pain.

"i know, i know sweetheart. you're gonna be okay." no words left you just sharp little breaths as you lightly gripped onto bucks arm, trying to give him some sort of reassurance.

he screamed out for the rest of the team, voice breaking as tears streamed down his face. the glass was deep like really deep, all evan could think about was you and if anything had been nicked internally.

bobby and eddie ran over to the two of you, you could hear one of them call for another ambulance as soon as possible. something about a firefighter down, but all you could focus on was how cold you had gotten.

"buck i don't feel s-so goo-d..." for the first time in a long time you were afraid.

"they're on their way, you gotta hold on for me, please!" he begged as he smoothed the hair that had fallen across your face with his spare shaking hand, the other still tightly pressed against your wound.

shakily you lifted your hand to brush his tears, your thumb very slowly caressing his cheek. "you'll be oka.."

the pain was all too much, it was too difficult to keep your eyes open. evan shook your face, "no. no you've got to stay awake! i can't lose you." he shouted, as eddie pulled him away from you. the paramedics put you on the gurney rushing you into the back of the vehicle immediately hooking you up to multiple medications.

bobby and buck shared a look, the captain gave him a swift nod, that's all it took for him to jump into the seat next to you. grabbing a hold of your hand, squeezing it tightly in his own as you made your way to the hospital.

beep. beep. beep.

your vision was blurred as you opened your eyes, first seeing the heart monitor and the dark sky that peaked out from behind the wonky blinds. the hospital was quiet, a little too quiet for your liking.

you turned to your other side, finding a sleeping evan in what looked like the most uncomfortable chair with a blanket wrapped around his body.

a smile tugged at your lips, he stayed with you. your smile soon fell realising the last thing he saw of you conscious was you nearly bleeding out in his arms.

readjusting yourself was harder than you thought, grunting at the pain, holding your side.

buck woke up startled, jumping up to help you lay back down.

"that was one way to get your attention," you laugh before wincing.

"you've got to be careful, that glass got you good." he says as he straightened out your blanket.

he was trying to not show his worry, you had known him far too long to see through that. "buck, buckley!" you whisper yelled, grabbing his hand, pulling him close to you the best that you could.

everything fell still. his bigger hand intertwined with yours.

"i was so worried," his voice wobbled, it was only loud enough for you to hear.

"i should've stopped you, if i did you wouldn't be here right now."

you squeezed his hand, looking up at him. "you know you couldn't have stopped this, ev."

tugging on his hand to bring him closer to you, shuffling over in your bed, patting the small amount of space next to you. "hop in?" you questioned with a smile.

"there's no way there is enough room on that thing for the both of us!" he exclaimed

"well you better squeeze in then."

and so he did, your bodies pressed up against one another. only after buck extensively checked that he wasn't hurting you or laying on any tubes.

you were now both settled face-to-face, hearing nothing but each others breaths and the beating of your machine. your heart rate elevated when he leaned in closer to run his fingers through your hair.

feeling your face heat up, closing your eyes, embarrassed how a simple action could do that to you, let alone him being able to hear it. the sound of him chuckling worried you. but the feeling of him going back to gently brushing the stray hairs out of your face comforted you.

"i know we deal with close calls every single day, but i... god. all i could think about when they took you away was all the things i hadn't told you yet."

your eyebrows furrowed and eyes reopened, "what things?"

"uh, well things like 'i love you' and also to let you know that 'you stink'," he laughed as you playfully punched him in the arm.

"hey, ow!"

"took you long enough." you exaggeratedly sighed whilst trying to keep a straight face.

"you knew?!" he exclaimed as he sat up still looking for answers.

laughing at his reaction as you held your bandage, "no, you c'mere!"

he scooped you up in his arms, your arms wrapping around his shoulders, laughter now gone. he leaned in close, his lips brushed softly against yours. smiling into the kiss you pulled him closer to you.

you stayed like that for a while, cuddling, kissing and talking. that soon came to a stop when you fell asleep listening to evan's voice, he only realised this mid ramble. pulling the covers up over you, closing his eyes, slowly wrapping his arms around you. not before giving you a kiss on the forehead of course.

© ruewrote.

[baesimss]

Elise French-LeClarc | The Trophy Wife 🖤

The eldest daughter of billionaires Jamison and Carina French, Elise French-LeClarc, age 31, is the owner and primary designer of the luxury maternity clothing brand "bonbebe." She is married to Jaron LeClarc, a successful real estate developer and the son of billionaire David LeClarc of LC Property Group. Together, they have two young sons, Sebastian and Christian. Sebastian is a popular kid at school who has lots of friends and he loves being a big brother. Christian is an intelligent toddler who is partially deaf in one ear and wears a hearing aid.

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[thatliminal-wanderer]

Crying Child (Five Nights at Freddy’s) ID Pack

Requested by Anon

Names

Achak, Ainsley, Ajax, Akuji, Arima, Asiya, Atropos, Avatāraya, Axar, B.V, Bakar, Benoni, Bhūta, Boutoku, Bray, Brayan, Brennan, Brone, C.C, Chris, Deirdre, Desdemona, Draugur, Drogo, Espiridion, Eulalia, Evan, Garret, Gediminas, Hantu, Jabez, Jaron, Jeongsin, Lolita, Malala, Mamua, Masina, Morana, Mourning, Nemesis, Norman, Pentheus, Phi, Pneuma, Praxidice, Roh, Roho, Ruyu, Shen, Shivani, Spiridion, Spyridoula, Suli, Trista, Vaela, Vogi, Yurei, Yuta

Pronouns

alone/alones, anger/angers, attach/attachs, bawl/bawls, bear/bears, bite/bites, blur/blurry/blurrys, boo/boos, cry/cries, dead/deads, ghost/ghosts, haunt/haunts, lost/losts, rage/rages, remain/remains, scream/screams, sob/sobs, sombre/sombres, soul/souls, spec/specter/specters, spirit/spirits, spook/spooks, stuck/stucks, tear/tears, ven/vengeance/vengeances, wail/wails, weep/weeps, ⚖️/⚖️s, ❤️‍🩹/❤️‍🩹s, 🐍/🐍s, 🐻/🐻s, 👻/👻s, 💢/💢s, 📹/📹s, 😢/😢s, 😭/😭s, 🚪/🚪s, 🛏️/🛏️s, 🤕/🤕s, 🧸/🧸s, 🩸/🩸s, 🩹/🩹s

Titles

That Vengeful Crying Spirit, The Angry Spirit, The Bite Victim, The Child Who Cried, The One That’s Life Was Cut Short, The One Who’s Tears Were Real, The Spirit That Cries Forever, The Spirit of Sorrow and Rage, The Young Spirit, [prn] Who Cries Vengeful Tears, [prn] Who Died Young, [prn] Who Used To Be Frozen in Fear

Genders

Assoftmemoric, CCcharic, Chillihauntic, Cryingchildcatic, Deathgender, Fantluzne, Fnafminigamic, Genderrage, Ghostanxic, Ghostdollic, Ghostotic, Koniraver, Limbobodien, Poltergeistlexic, Ragelexic, Temporarydeathquoteic, Traumaghostix

Other mogai

Alderanger, Alderfantôme, Alderghost, Ghost Omninoun, Ghostperspesque, Ghostelic/Ghostvior, Ragevesil, Spirivesi

[theanticool]

Jaron "Boots" Ennis takes another decision win over Karen Chukhadzhian in a much better, messier fight.

Yeah, not a FOTY contender but Chukhadzhian stood his ground this fight and it paid off in big ways. He had a ton of success, especially in the pocket. He's got some really good timing and entries from middle range that he was able to use to catch Boots straight up and down. Nice jab. Pivoted super well up close, using it to score body punches and escape when Boots got too close. But the size, fire power, and tenacity of Boots proved too much.

When Boots decided he was just going to go ham, he had lots of success. Did a good job of adjusting to Chukhadzhian's pivots and step arounds by just grabbing him. Managed to really hurt Chukhadzhian in the 5th and drop him. Just found big moments throughout the fight, even in rounds where Chukhadzhian had success.

I think we can stop the talk of a fight with Crawford and Boots being P4P guy at the moment. The skill set just isn't there. He reminds me a lot of young Hurd/Lubin, relying on his size and power to carry him through exchanges. Also he crowds some of his offense in the pocket.

Conor Benn, Brian Norman Jr, Jin Sasaki. I don't know. All fine next fights with Boots.

[ascendantloser]

jarogen but jarons a SLIGHTLY peckish orphan boy (He has the appetite of a growing young man and probably eats as much servings as he can until Tobias starts talking about how he's gonna get severe heart burn, put himself into a food coma, make himself sick, other health problems, you get it...)

(i'm on a shitpost RAMPAGE!!!)

[lazulian-devil]

Are y'all ready for Book 3? No? Well, I dont care, do I now. You're already reading, its too late for you to leave now.

The Villains of Skulduggery Pleasant 3 - Batu

We arrive in the third book, The Faceless Ones, which seamlessly incorporates the consequences of everyones actions into even worse mayhem.

Following Vengous almost succesful attempt at opening the rift, a mysterious man named Batu (who is also the guy dealing with Sanguine at the end of Book 2 being all ominous) is behind the kidnapping (and murder, lest I forget) of all remaining Teleporters. Because he needs someone to teleport something through a portal in a different dimension.

(Tangent: Im sure Shunters didnt exist yet in Book 3. I feel like this should have been a Shunter thing and I can neither remember nor bother to find proof why the Anchor needs a Teleporter instead of a Shunter. In Book 8, Crayfon Signate quite literally does something similar with the Sceptre of the Ancients, looking for a Signature and then finding the correct dimension. Im pretty sure its about it all being a gateway instead of a direct transferal. If anyone knows, do tell.)

Alright, so. We have Batu/Paddy as our main villain and he is a brilliant and excellent one. But lets get the honorable mentions out of the way, so no villains feel ignored.

Our boy Billy-Ray Sanguine is of course part of Batus Squad, but so are the remains of the the Diablerie with Jaron Gallow, Murder Rose and Gruesome Krav. I honestly admit that I feel they are caricatures and the screentime they have is sufficient not to make them boring. They all die in the end anyways and its a shame that it reflects in the way they are so very one note and almost ridiculously "evil". On top of that, we also have a Seahag (in a lake. With corpses. I do love how dumb that is). Then theres Scapegrace and the second buildup for Thurid Guild.

I will be honest with you: Batu is an exceptional villain in terms of motivation, speech and arc. His surrounding villains are sadly one note caricatures, besides those that get to live into the next book (mainly Guild, Scapegrace and Sanguine). The others are often played for jokes or just to make a point on how cruel, wicked and horrendous the Diablerie and the worshippers of the Faceless Ones truly are. Which, yeah. Thats fair. But I always love myself some three dimensional side characters, so let me be a little sad.

Now, lets think about why Batu actually works:

Hes mortal. Evil, yes. But mortal. But he could have been magic. Technically, its his birthright.

And thats all, really. Its man grasping for something he could have never had and that he could have never been gifted. Its another case of fanaticism. Fruitless, sad and deadly.

Now, the SPU has a long history of ignoring of belittling mortals in the way that they are and who they are. This becomes more apparent in later books (the xenophobia/eugenics in Phase 2 for example) but its also pretty evident here:

Batu uses his mortality, his frailness and his visual weakness as a shield. If, for example, Batu was young and fit, it wouldnt quite work the same way. His age and behaviour is a smokescreen.

Funnily enough, he even points it out in his first interaction with Skulduggery and Valkyrie:

"Reach a certain age and suddenly, you're a nobody, suddenly you're not even worth counting." - Book 3, Chapter 13

That combined with his somewhat senile mannerisms, the whole old-man schtick is so very stereotypical. Because of course it is. Both readers and heroes alike are blinded by how much of a an old man™ Paddy really is.

Contrast this with Batus first appearance in Chapter 7 and 14. The way he speaks ist fundamentally different.

"You failed me, Mr Sanguine. I paid you to do a job and you failed me. [...] You will have a chance to redeem yourself."

Paddy doesnt hold power in conversation, hes a silly little man. Its on purpose, of course. Authenticity breeds trust and everyone can relate to an old cynical man, stuck in his ways. Batu on the other hand commands a room. Speaks with a high tongue, with precision. Short and accurate, no breath wasted. Naturally.

When you read the books and you are aware of the twist, there are a lot of things, behaviours and sentences that could make you raise an eyebrow. But our heroes dont have the time to question anything, so they dont. They willingly accept that this man owns the land with the rift, that he doesnt panic at the explanation of magic, that his questions are a little suspicious. Because then they would need to stop. And neither Skulduggery nor Valkyrie do such a thing. They are cocksure of themselves, remember? And Batu knows. Batu even bets on that, as all sorcerers he has met have been equally cocksure. And all his henchmen are too. He's playing all of them, simply because he knows how they work. He has weaseled his way into their homes, has fed their cats (s. Chapter 36), has seen their arrogance and sadly his cynicism proves right at every turn. He really is invisible to them. A mortal obstacle, to be dealt with to safe the world. Always the roadstop, never the destination.

In Chapter 20, Paddys reaction to magic is a smile, not fear. He knows magic exists. It entices him. The shock he displays is - of course - an act, but a very believable one. Sure, yeah, the old man doesnt mind anymore. Hes too old, he has seen too much. Magic might as well exist to him. And he was horribly stubborn this whole time, so it makes sense that he would have an equally spiteful response to magic.

We even come full circle: Paddy asks Valkyrie if she despises mortals for what they are.

"Someone who can run fast dismisses the people slower than he is. What if its someone who can run really fast? Then the slower people become little more than an annoyance, and then an irritation. Superiority breeds contempt." - Book 3, Chapter 20

(Quick sidenote: Its like he wants to be caught when you start looking for it? He himself is the one who runs fast. He himself sees the others as annoyance, as irritation. What a beautifully wretched thing to say.)

Essentially, Paddy is justifying himself here, but, again, reader and heroes are caught up in this very relevant question that plagues Valkyrie: Being detached from Humanity, from Family. Once again, Batu is using his understanding of the magical world against them. He is one step ahead. He recognises Valkyries youth and asks her specifically. Not Skulduggery, who would dismiss it. Her. Even further, he points out the massive flaws in the systems to her, as one of the first in the whole bookseries:

"So magic people view themselves as mages and everyone else as mortals. And that doesnt sound like a group of people elevating themselves to godhood to you?" [...] "... They have the power of gods, dont they? They have magic at their fingertips. Their affairs affect the world. [...] You hold the fate of the world in your hands. If thats not godlike, I dont know what is."

Now the avid reader might have noticed that once Paddy speaks about sorcerers and magic users, his whole old man™ act falls away. His speech becomes more like Batus, because he is Batu in this moment. He isnt acting here.

And why does no one recognise it? Because its a justified question. Again and again, Batus line of logic proves true: All sorcerers are playing god to an extend. A theme that will be picked up far more heavily between Book 7-9 and the entirety of Phase 2. So, as readers, its enticing to see someone challenge the presented Status Quo and as Valkyrie, this direct confrontation helps settle her own views as a growing Teenager into this magical world of god-pretenders. Batu fulfills both the role of a mentor and a villain, pointing out the straw that will break the camels back again and again and again in the following books.

He himself fights like a mortal: There are no fancy gadgets in the big fight. There are machine guns and grenades, painfully mortal weapons. Painful is literal in this sense. Batu chooses reliable weapons of war and not unpredictable gods. At least, in the beginning. There are also the Hollow Men, a whole artifical army of them. Which, broken down, is hilarious. The sorcerers, capable of destructive magic and definitely murder, are using the mortal weapons against the heroes. The army that is there to support them is one of magical stupidity, literal child friendly canon fodder. His army of magic men is one without mind, without question. And his Diablerie, despite actually having a brain, never question him either. They're all hollow men, one way or another. Some of them by power of creation and some of them simply because they are blinded by their own fanaticism, blinded by Batu and the true fight. So, he doesnt fight like a mortal at all. He fights like a mortal that knows the sorcerers. Using the best of both worlds, the most potent startegies each side has to offer. Additionally, there is also the implication of him commanding a massive army without even being there, which does underline his godlike aspirations as well.

Finally, when its revealed that he is indeed Batu, he declares himself "not a mindless drone" and "someone with a vision" (Chapter 36). But what is the root of all his evil?

"Magic." He said. "My father was a sorcerer. So was my brother. But not me. I just didnt have the spark, you know? But now, its finally my turn."

Batu feels robbed of godhood. And that is precisely why he is summoning gods to overtake the world. If he cant reach for divinity, everyone else who can needs to suffer for it.

[Val] "You're going to let a Faceless One take you over."

[Batu] "And then I'll be brimming with magic that ordinary sorcerers would never even dream about. They're not gods, Valkyrie. They're as pathetic as the people you left behind in your old life. But me? I'll be a true god."

But that isnt everything. Despite how much his mortality annoys him, he sees it as the one defining strength that seperates him from sorcerers. His mortality makes him powerful.

[...] "I was born without magic. Ive had to be strong. My will is iron. Im not going to be simply erased - not like the others."

His mortality makes him so powerful that he will rise above the mortals, above the godlike sorcerers and be able to Neon Genesis Evangelion Pilot his way through the world as a Faceless Ones vessel.

So now everyone can agree that Batu is another insane man in a series of insane villains, right? I dont need to spell that out. But before I go and give you a nice little ribbonbow for the ending, lets look at Batus death and how its described.

"Batu turned, spread his arms and raised his eyes to his god, and as it rushed to fill him, he screamed with terror and exultation. And then Batu was gone." - Chapter 42

The Faceless One described here is the one that is responsible for all the mayhem at the end of the book. Its by far the strongest from the bunch. So maybe some part of Batus willpower speech is true. But the written text makes it very clear that this is not the case. Batu is an excellent vessel for the strongest Faceless One. But nothing more than that.

Which is horribly ironic. The man that gained the trust of dozens of sorcerers, has perfected being a non-threat to anyone but believes himself to be worthy of the power of a literal god vanishes instantly. Just like everyone else.

But I love Batu as a villain. Waving all the weirdness aside. He is compelling because in the few moments that he is actually authentic, he is terrifying.

Not to mention he actually achieved what The Diablerie and Baron Vengous couldnt. He manipulated Skulduggery into revealing where the gate was. He used the ressources of the enemy to his own gain. The saddest thing about Batu is, that if he had put his mind to anything but godhood, he would have ascended anyway. He has all the ressources: smarts, wit, the ability to plan longterm, not to mention charisma and leadership skills.

He would have made a magnificent sorcerer. And thats just... incredibly compelling. Batu isnt strong with magic. He doesnt throw flames around, he isnt a walking skeleton. He is a cynical, old man that despises the hand he has been dealt and instead of accepting what is, he cuts from the world the pieces he thinks he deserves. And in this incredible determination blossoms a man that could have been anything. That had the skills, the mind, the speech to become something wonderful, something progressive, a change bringer.

Instead of recognising the talents he possesed, he focused merely on what he didnt have. Turned to evil, to spite. To bitterness and cynicism. He almost became the downfall of the entire world in his quest to prove that he was, indeed, as godlike as the rest of them.

9/10. Go Paddy.

Wanna read more of my breakdowns?

Here is Part 1: Nefarian Serpine and Part 2: Baron Vengous for you!

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Hi there Peahen mom!

I read your drabble called 'A Suprising little puppy' I believe it was? It was when the younger adults Jaron and Melinda met their future baby girl Abigail.

I was hoping it was alright but could you write a short drabble involving her? It can be something small if it's alright.

And love you and @demon-blood-youths drabbles and threads. Keep writing you guys! <3

((Hi there dear anon, hope your doing well. And yes, that was the drabble involving the two with the little girl Abigail. And is that so? Sure, I can write something for you if you like. And thank you! Demon mun is a amazing writer and I hope more and more see that. She deserves the praise. <3 Anyway, here is your short drabble.

The young adult/demon royals au and Jaron belong to @demon-blood-youths ))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

Abigail was sleeping in her room hugging the jackal plush her dad Jaron made her. She was sleeping during a light rain storm in their home till she stirs away hearing a loud boom to wake up. "???" She blinks rubbing her eyes looking sleepy to see the window coated in rain.

That's when she heard a baby cry next door to make her blink to yawn. "H..Huh? Uh oh, I think Benjamin is awake.." Worried, she jumps down from her bed showing her kids pjs to go and check on the baby. She opens the door to look seeing the hallway but goes to the nursery room and opens the door.

Their was some movement in a baby crib to see some movement in the blankets. She goes to the crib to look inside. A baby boy was laying on his back while little baby tears were seen. A baby lung plush was seen but he was crying.

"Hey, it's alright little brother. Don't be scared, it's just a little storm.." she was holding his baby hand that made him stop crying sniffling. He opens his eyes to look at his big sister seeing the same almond eyes like hers. He reaches for her that Abi carefully used her power to pick up her baby brother and his favorite plush as she held him.

"You okay?" she asked seeing him cuddled up against his sister.

"Baaaa...." he whines but she smiled hearing another thunder.

"Come on, lets go sleep with mommy and daddy..I'm sure they don't mind." she said before going to head to Jaron and Melinda's room. The two gets there a few minutes later, seeing a sleeping Jaron and a sleeping Melinda.

The two were sleeping peacefully but Abi was careful to walk over but gently used her telekinesis to get in between their parents but she made sure Benjamin was resting in between the two who was sleeping. As Abigail was resting near her parents, she heard another thunder that Benjamin squeaks about to cry but Abi calms him down.

That's when she felt some movement near her.

"Hmmmnn...Abi? What are you doing in here honey?" Jaron was sleepy but he felt his daughter resting by him. She blinks to look at him.

"Sorry daddy but Benjamin woke up because of the storm. I think he's scared.." she said but Jaron sits up a bit but sees his son cuddled up against his mommy. Melinda was tired due to today but she relaxed feeling a gentle warmth from her baby. Ben just reaches to suck on his thumb that Jaron smiled seeing that.

"I see. Well, if your baby brother is scared, you and him can sleep with us. I am sure your mommy won't mind." Jaron said as Abigail smiled to hug him.

"Thank you daddy." she said but he lays back down while Abi was happily sleeping with him.

Moments later, Jaron was sleeping again but he was holding his family. Abi sleeping in between her parents. Benjamin was sleeping but he was gently curled up. Melinda was sleeping but she was happy. Yeah, he was happy but loved them all and wouldn't have it any other way.

[mysuperlexy43vr-aka-weirdo]

Made an awesome-ish Jason and Kimberly playlist for this one cute powerful Power Ranger Couple that I shipped since the Turbo Movie. Just because lol 🥰💝😍😅❤🎶

The songs are:

My Best Friend: Tim McGraw Crazy for this Girl: Evan & Jaron Protecting Me: Aly & AJ Ain't Nothin' About You: Brooks & Dunn Never Stop: Safetysuit Could it Be: Christy Carlson Romanio Songbird: Eva Cassidy If You Only Knew: Shinedown Everything You Do (I do it for You): Bryan Adams Mercy: Brett Young

[hezuart]

Do you have a Mono playlist?

Well I already made a playlist for Mono & Seven. It was mostly meant for them in regards to my Channel Change AU..... but I added some things that are Mono centric, canon or not:

I explain the other half of the songs in the post linked above, but here's to the additions:

On Melancholy Hill (Gorillaz) - Looking at another dream. You can't get what you want, but you can have each other. Setting out to sea. Melancholic. Plastic trees resembling perhaps feeling as though its all fake.

Babylon (Dirt Poor Robins) - A tale of a man who builds the tallest tower with an impervious plan. Ascending and watching all the land. Bragging about his accomplishments, but running out of air. The tower is his tomb. Woe and gloom.

Part of the Madness (Rebecca Sugar) - Hearing laughter and screams echoing faintly in your mind. Reminiscence of normalcy. Relief, but questioning, in the face of being ordinary. Knowing there's chaos elsewhere while you stand and watch.

Run Boy Run (Woodkid) - Fleeing from a world not meant for you. People trying to catch you. One day you'll grow up, but for now you are young and must flee when you are powerless.

Falling Inside the Black (Skillet) - Dreaming of the way things used to be. Having a connection with someone. That someone leaving you in some way. Begging to not be alone. Falling into darkness.

Skyscraper (Demi Lovato) - Rainy skies. Silent endings. Nothing left of you. Torn apart. But standing back up with confidence and resolve. Untangling oneself from a mess of another person.

Mountains (Message to Bears) - Running away into the night, always could have. Maybe never could have.

Mad World Cover (Gary Jules, Michael Andrews) - Familiar faces and worn out places. Going nowhere. Drowning sorrow. No tomorrow. Going to school but they look right through you. Dreams in which you're dying are the best you've ever had. Running in circles like a time loop, a very very mad world.

The Lighthouse's Tale (Nickel Creek) - A tragic tale of a by-standing light house. It watched one of its keepers perish in a storm and the other took their life to join her. Empty and worn, unable to do anything but exist... surrounded by roiling waves and winds, it still stands. Warning sailors on their way. Forlorn. Unable to change fate. Standing as the winds remind of what has been and what can never be.

Gasoline (Halsey) - Been insane, been in pain. This isn't a dream. Part of the machine. Not human. Living on a screen. A face made up. Lighting matches. Pointing fingers. Voices in your head. Heart of gold, but hands are cold.

Viva La Vida (Coldplay) - Used to rule the world. Now you sweep the streets you used to own. One minute holding the key, but then the walls closed. When you left, honesty had perished. Just a puppet on a lonely string, never wanting to be king. Knowing salvation won't come for you.

What Could Have Been (Sting, Ray Chen) - A monster you created. Needing to kill a part of you still stuck on those that abandoning you. Once you had everything, now you have pieces. Wanting revenge. Dreaming of what could have been.

Still Kids (Virtual Riot, YOSIE) - Turning in circles. Losing one's head. Longing to be someone you can't be. Nothing left to lose. Running wild. Ticking clocks. Time moving onwards. An unknown world. Kids refusing to grow old or do what they're told.

Dust it Off (The Do) - Dreaming.  "An anthem of courage to take action and start fresh, even when the past may be filled with mistakes and sorrows." Burning papers into ashes. Find instructions within the bottle of amnesia for salvation or oblivion. Don't look back, since it has all happened before. One day a miracle will forgive every cowardly thing that you've done.

Bring Me Home (Jaron) - Being home. Beside someone important. Finally finding someone you've been looking for after all this time.

Don't Look Back (Kotomi, Ryan Elder) - You tried your best, but now you must rest. Following someone, even as a force pulls you down. Leaving shadows in the past. You'll never get back tomorrow. Wake from the dream. Kept in the dark, betrayed and left with marks. You are a force and won't be dragged down. You won't follow them any more. Let it all go.

King (Lauren Aquilina) - Forgetting what you have within your solitude. Losing your mind within the sound. Young blood set free. Method to the madness, illogic in the sadness. Put your faults to bed. Be rid of the monsters. Regain control. Reclaim your crown and be king again.

Sleepsong (Bastille) - Don't talk to strangers and the dangers they bring. Scared of being alone. Alone with your thoughts. The waking world slowly coming undone, as are you.

Nothing and Everything (Red) - Enemy, familiar friend, your beginning and your end. Broken truth, whispering lies. Wanting the pain to end. A war coursing within your veins. It's breaking you.

Iridescent (Linkin Park) - Standing in the wake of devastation. Waiting on the edge of the unknown. Impossibly alone. Cold and lost. Failure is all you've known. No one there to catch you. Remember all the sadness and frustration. Let it go.

Dust in the Wind (Kansas) - Dreams passing. Same old repeating song. A drop of water in an endless sea. Nothing lasts forever. Disappear with the wind.

Everybody Wants to Rule the World (Lorde)- No turning back from your choices. Even when you sleep they'll find you. Turn your back on mother nature. Everyone wants to rule the world. Your own design, your own remorse. Nothing ever lasts forever. Make the most of freedom. A room where the light won't find you. Holding hands while the walls tumble down. They'll be beside you. So glad you almost made it.

Blood // Water (grandson) - Sacrifices, corrupt systems, the price of greed, poisoned.

Ilomilo (Billie Eilish) - Lying to appease one's worry. Disappearing. Not wanting to be lonely. Can't lose another life. A blurry world, but maybe you're losing sight. Burying friends. If they die, it's not by mistake. Tried not to upset them. Just wanting to protect them, but you'll never get to.

American Dream (Mia Vaile) - Prospect of the rich and famous while others are slowly dying. One less day one less dollar. Where do we go from here? Why don't we all just disappear? Dreams are taller than they should be. Wanting a dream that is now a spoon fed lie.

Bernadette (IAMX) - Two in a playhouse. Memories bring no joy or peace. Alone and all we need. Nowhere to run. Fortunes won by those with power. Tuning out the poison of the world. Family and friends becoming ghosts. Someone being liberty, a key, love and regret and changed history.

Bones (Imagine Dragons) - Living thousands of lives. Never gonna get out alive. Staring at one's reflection. Patience waning. Is this entertaining? Losing control. Magic in your bones. Playing with dynamite. No gray in black and white. Seeing the vultures circling. Burning in flames. Tossing and turning when you sleep. Turning pages of your life inside the mirror of your mind. Walking the same path over and over. Leaving behind those who don't care. Picking up the pieces of yourself.

Cradles (Sub Urban) - Living in your own world of make-believe. Kids screaming profanities. Fire is spreading around the room, but you love it all as you lie to yourself, refusing to see reality and keeping your eyes closed. Tasting content. Hear children sing until the wick burns out. Your body grows skinny... your body no longer feels like your own. Tripping on daydreams. Repeating dirty lullabies. Rotting.

Innocence feat. Aquilo (Madeon) - Focused breathing. Forgiveness. No longer being a victim. Letting go. All that ever was and is, is nearly coming true. All you ever see and hear will all come crashing through. When you see that you're needed, you fall in the hands of innocence.

I Just Wanna Run (The Downtown Fiction) - Wanting to run, wanting to hide. Don't want to get caught or found out. Repeating your words. Sick of losing sleep over someone. Predicting one's move. Knowing someone better than they know themselves. Cheated and abused. Throw it away.

Every Day is Exactly the Same (Nine Inch Nails) - Repeating futures. Dreaming of once having a purpose. Used to have a voice, now you make no sound. No love here, no pain here. Their eyes are watching. You may lose yourself again. You don't remember how it started, but you know how it will end. You're still there, within. A little bit of you bleeding through. You wish things could have been different. But you don't know what else could have been done.

Adventure of a Lifetime (Coldplay) - We are legends. Turn your magic on. Under the pressure and weight, we are diamonds. They make you feel like you're alive again. In a dream that died by day. Holding up half the sky and proclaiming only you own you. One life left, one last adventure. Wanting to share it with them.

Legends Never Die (Against the Current) - The world is screaming your name. Legends never die, they become a part of you. Running into smoke when the fire is fierce. You bleed to reach greatness. Relentless you survive. Written in eternity, but you'll never see the price.

The Catalyst (Linkin Park) - Broken people living under loaded guns. Can't be outdone, outmatched, outrun. Memories in cold decay, transmissions echoing away. Far from the world of you and I, where oceans bleed into the sky. Lift you up and let you go.

New Divide (Linkin Park)- Black skies and lighting in your memory. Time began to blur. Fate had finally found you. Their voice was all you heard. Did you get what you deserved? Wash the memory clean. Distance in their eyes. Fill the hole, connect the space, find the truth, across the new divide. Abandoned memories, no where to hide, ashes falling like snow. The ground caved in between where we were standing. Within regrets, goodbyes, and lies was a mistake too great to hide. They said you got what you deserved. ~~~

[riverofjazzsims]

Totally Rad!!!

Meet the Rads an 80's inspired family for @awkwardwhims

Dad: Jaron Rad the Master educator

Mom: Simone Rad Loving her big happy family

Oldest Daughter: Kaylynn the adventurer extraordinaire

Young Daughter: Misty the rambunctious scamp

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[ascendantking]

;; The Royal Roast

Pairing: Jaron/Tobias, Amarinda of Bultain/Imogen Words: 1045 Chapter: 1/? Summary: A modern college au set in a coffee shop between two rival universities. While the Carthyan Patriots and the Avenian Dragons clash, a quiet courtship begins between Tobias, an overworked med student, and Jaron, a young entrepreneur with a penchant for trouble.

Baggy eyes and a hunched back marked the man who came in every morning like clockwork, stealing a table hidden away in the recesses of the cafe–barely lit by the only window that wasn’t taking it upon itself to blind the patrons at this hour. His order was always the same: a coffee with way too many shots of espresso, a cream cheese bagel, and, if he was feeling daring, an eclair that they had to assume he took with him to whatever classes were breaking his back because he definitely didn’t touch it when he was here.

The red eye staff had their bets placed on if he actually ate it after it had, inevitably, been squished in his bag or if he only ordered it to prove to himself that he could order something else. Most of them were leaning towards the latter, of course, with the way he stumbled through his words whenever he did decide to vary it.

But Jaron had thrown his hat in the ring on another, more far-fetched idea–one Imogen and Roden hadn’t cared for much at all. He was of the notion that since he had happened to be the only one to convince him to try something different then it was only logical to assume that he liked him. 

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Right. That’s what this was. Imogen couldn’t let this fantasy go on any longer as she rolled her eyes. “Or you make him nervous.”

“Because he likes me,” Jaron insisted as he emphasized his teasing with a smolder.

”Or, get this,” she said, smiling as she shook her hands in front of herself, her grin immediately falling, “he may not like being put on the spot.”

Jaron laughed, stacking the cups off to the side. “I dunno, I think you’re just jealous that–” Imogen cocked her hip, putting her hand on her side, snorting herself. “Sure. If that’s the rabbit you want to chase today, just make sure it doesn’t get in the way of your job. Why don’t you help organize the back once you’re done there?”

“You don’t want my pretty face up front today?”

Imogen tilted her head at him, fluttering her eyelashes innocently. “Are you asking me if I want customers today?” She paused, putting a finger on her lip. “Hm.” She let a moment pass as if her question held any of the significance that warranted such a lengthy pause. “You know, Jaron,” she said, nodding slowly, “you should be up front. Give the door your best smile.”

He snorted, waving her off. “It’s like you have no faith in me.”

“Is it that obvious?” Imogen asked with a grin. She nudged him as she passed. “Just make sure you’re ready to go. We open in five.”

Jaron rolled his eyes. “I know, I know. It can’t be any worse than yesterday, can it?”

Imogen stopped abruptly. Her eyes flicked back to him with faux seriousness. “Do you like testing god?”

“When it suits me,” he said with a wink. Imogen took in a breath, shaking her head as she finished cleaning off one of the machines on the back wall. Jaron leaned down on the counter, crossing his legs behind him as he watched the streets slowly come to life, cars lazily drifting by as the street lights went off one by one, each one taking a bow as the morning sun took its rightful place on stage.

“Do you think he’ll be here today?” he asked barely above a whisper.

Imogen looked back at him, raising an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes. “I’m beginning to think you’re the one that likes him. Careful, wouldn’t want people thinking you can catch feelings.” She held her nose as if the concept itself stunk before snickering to herself. 

Jaron snorted, looking back out towards the door, a slight tinge of red on his face. Sure, maybe he wanted to get to know the guy, but that was all it was. He let out a sigh, pushing himself up off the counter to flip the sign to Open. He wasn’t one to pine over someone, he thought to himself as he peeked his head out to look down the sidewalk. No sign of him–oh, no, he meant anyone yet, yeah.

He closed the door again, brushing off his hands before he cracked them in front of himself. “Time to get down to business,” Jaron said to no one in particular as he hopped the counter.

Just because he had noticed that Tobias had come in almost every day for the past two weeks since he started working these early shifts meant nothing. He had a unique look to him! Wiry and tall, with perceptively kind eyes, as if he could read someone like a book but without even a crease or dog-ear on the pages as he went through their life story. It seemed silly now, Jaron realized, comparing him to an old librarian type when Jaron was the one attempting to judge a book by a cover himself. 

But he just couldn’t help it! Tobias carried himself like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders–like if he stopped for one minute, it would all collapse in a messy heap at his feet. Jaron sighed, furrowing his brows as he leaned against the counter again. It wasn’t fair for a man to carry the world alone–what a lonely thing that was, the heaviness of a responsibility only one man knows. If only he could do something to help–then maybe Tobias’ face might not wrinkle up as much as it did in the few moments Jaron saw of him a day. Jaron stood back, looking up at the ceiling with a sigh–maybe he’d get him that eclair for free today. Sure, it wasn’t much, but sometimes even little things could make a big deal, even if they seemed insignificant in the grand scheme of things.

A nervous energy ate at him as he rocked back and forth on his heels. God, he hoped he came in today–maybe they could say more than just the usual pleasantries, maybe he could even get a how’s the weather out there started.

A guy could dream, couldn’t he?