#Jason can't ever be forgiven?

[varpusvaras]

No, I am serious, actually. If I write an AU where other characters are fine with Jason, that's wrong, but how much would you guys bet that if I wrote an au where Jason is living a regular life and doing what is considered good vigilantisim, and where other characters continue to treat Jason like shit and treat him like he can never be trusted, there's no forgiving him, and no matter how much good he is doing, no one is ever obligated to treat him according to those actions, I would be called out for character bashing, even though that's how you all say others should treat him no matter what. I would take that bet.

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

"Is there something wrong with me, why do they hate me so much?"

Dick breathes, it's not often now that's it just him and Tim usually Damian is lurking around, or Bruce needs something.

He hesitates, putting into words anything involving Jason or Damian is always convoluted, at best.

Hate is such a interesting word even on his best day there aren't many he would say that about.

Majority are villains. People who have hurt him or his brothers.

Does he think Jason or Damian hate Tim?

No.

He believes it's a mixture of jealously, pride and just overall trauma.

"There's nothing wrong with you Baby bird, your one of the best things that have ever existed in this world. Your my baby brother."

He looks at Tim fond and soft.

He wonders about Jason mostly if he just doesn't see this, or maybe doesn't care. How can you hurt a person so badly and not even blink?

"You didn't deny that they hate me?" It's bitter.

Dick wonders when this became his life carefully trying to sew up gaping bloody wounds that with the carelessness of his brothers will never scar.

He wants to shove it in their faces see what you have done. These are consequences you broke his wings and everyday you keep trampling them. You rant and rave about what has been done to you, yet turn and do the same.

Maybe that is brotherhood cutting so deep you mark bone and not glancing back.

How is it that for all the anger that sits in his chest he could never be Cain.

He remembers after Jason first came, he had looked up the story imagined standing covered in his brothers blood.

He had wanted to vomit.

"They do not hate you, they just are cruel."

It's feels almost like a lie or maybe something nastier to say anything about two boys who aren't men even if Jason likes to pretend to be.

But where is the loyalty Tim has bled for where's Dick's?

"Cruel, is that so different, or worse?"

It's funny the leaps and jumps you can make, to excuse the most despicable of actions.

"You know Cain loved Abel? It's not so black and white."

Or it is and this is how Dick will eventually justify lowering the corpse of his brother into the ground. Will he see a smirk painting Damian's face while he stares at the grave.

Will he look across the dining table to an empty chair sharing a meal with his brother's as they bond over the murder of another. Will his father care or will he be apathetic to another dead son.

Isn't it funny that Dick expects it that it will not surprise him if one day he gets the call.

"Why do I have to be Abel why am I the one who has to Die... Dick. Don't I have the right to live?"

"Who said you had to die, why can't you be Cain?"

Maybe it's selfish or something else but if he had to pick why shouldn't it be Tim.

It's only fair after all.

"Your lying, you would never look at me again if I did what they have."

No.

"I have never denied being willing to die at your hand brother, I have already forgiven you."

[spectral-phases]

So, I know it's not a reliable source, but the Death Certificate for Jason Todd in the encyclopedia says he died at 15, and he does have a comic saying he can't wait to turn 16 so maybe that's accurate. But...

Anyone ever think about the juxtaposition of Jason dying four months before his 16th birthday and Bruce...doing what he did on Tim’s 16th?

Like. It's completely out of pocket. He jumped the damn shark. It's insane and abusive. Unacceptable, inexcusable, and damn near unforgivable (and could only be forgiven if Bruce would own up to how wrong it was and apologizing, but DC will never let that happen, so...unforgivable it is).

But he said his goal was to make Tim a better Robin. Turn his training up to the next level. And Jason is always regarded as the failed Robin, the one who was too reckless and that's what Bruce was ostensibly trying to train out of Tim. Wanting him to prove he could think before leaping.

(New Teen Titans 1980)

(Robin 1993 116) (They're examining the box with the message that was delivered for his birthday party earlier in the day...so...they both know what today is and what Bruce is helping Tim examine in the machine...and boy...that adds some layers to Alfred's reaction here)

(Robin 1993 120)

Anyway. I'm casting "go to fucking therapy and stop taking your trauma out on the kids around you" on Bruce. It's not very effective.

(Teen Titans 2003 29)

(Recolor of the Titans Tower Fight between Jason and Tim here, in my heart it is the way things ought to have been. Just as in my Jersey heart, I know Tim called Bruce a Motherfucker in Robin 120).

[happyk44]

Jason being buddies with the minotaur because he knows what it's like to be an animal trapped in a human(ish) form with vicious desires that human people will never understand or relate to, and he understands what it's like to be cursed to a fate you never asked for by a god because your father fucked up

Nico being buddies with the minotaur because he sees the humanity still inside him, hidden behind the insatiable hunger and pain but still so present and obvious in the confines of his battered soul, clinging desperately to the thin and shredded remnants of his human side, and because Nico understands what it's like to be judged by first glance for something you can't help but be

Hazel being buddies with the minotaur because she trusts Nico, and besides she's never really been afraid of monsters and there's a kindness in him, a silent desperation, something solemn and pained she can see in his black quiet eyes

Percy glaring at all three of them from across the table because this is the biggest betrayal they've ever committed against him, and he will never forgive them for this (he's already forgiven Nico because he's incapable of not immediately caving to Nico, Hazel is almost there because she's precious, and Jason is a steady forgiveness in progress because ew, Jason, but also, ew, Jason, you know?)

Thalia not being present because part of her job is literally "hunt monsters" and so she was not invited (but her disapproval is extremely evident anyway, despite her absence)

[justarandombrit]

@femslashfortnight 23rd June - Fake Dating AU - Lautity

I really have a weird love for Fake Dating AUs so instead of doing art for this prompt, I decided to write something. It's actually the first time I've ever written Lautity so just bare that in mind while reading. (Also I don't have Ao3 so it's just below the cut)

Steph had never hated her father more.

For a man who once asked the hospital to unplug his father's life support so the sympathy over his death wasn't overshadowed by a local football match, forcing his daughter to find a date for a school dance seemed like a comparatively reasonable request. To Steph, however, her father could've stabbed her and she'd have more easily forgiven him.

Just last summer he'd carted her off to Camp Idontwannabang to protect his precious reputation because sex was evil and scandalous, and now it was all “Stephanie, as the mayor's daughter you are expected to find a fitting partner for occasions such as these. The town will begin thinking I'm forbidding you from dating, and we can't have that, can we?”

When she, admittedly quite bluntly, told him about her plan to spend the dance hanging around with Brenda and Stacy, he gave her an ultimatum.

Get a date by the dance, or he'd pick one himself.

She severely doubted her father's taste in men, especially since he'd been near constantly talking about how well-respected Brad Callaghan’s parents were in town.

She'd joked to Brenda and Stace that he'd have her going with one of the Monroe boys, but between a bleach blond twelve year old, and the biggest prick of a Linebacker she'd ever met, Trent Monroe didn't seem so bad.

In all seriousness, though, those hypotheticals would never come to fruition. She was Stephanie fucking Lauter, for Christ’s sake. She had her pick of the school, even if it was just because her dad was the mayor.

Max Jägerman would've been a safe bet, if not for the fact that they'd dated in Middle School for the worst month of her life. Plus, the breakup was messy beyond belief and even if it was just to a last minute post-game party, she suspected this would be even worse.

Both Kyle and Jason were off-limits, and she knew it. For a start, Brenda would kill her if she even touched Kyle’s arm, and she knew Max would make Jason's life a living hell, since one of his rules for his entourage was “No dating my exes on pain of wedgy”. Also, Jason had always weirdly reminded her of her father. Gross.

Brenda and Stacy were both just bad ideas. They had the somewhat rebellious factor of getting a girl instead of a guy, like she knew her dad would prefer, but Brenda was still madly in love with Kyle, and Stacy was still madly in love with Brenda. Best not to make that love triangle worse.

Maybe she should look away from the popular kids. Her dad never said anything about who the person had to be, and she kind of felt like being petty.

Her dating that bowtie kid, the Spankoffski, was definitely not flattering to her father's town-wide reputation. He was also pretty cute, but everyone knew his brother went missing a few months back, and she didn't want to lead him on when he was definitely not in the right headspace for a romantic relationship. And that fact might garner sympathy around them and turn it into one massive publicity stunt that would actually boost the Lauters’ reputation. All in all a bad idea.

Flemwad and Shitlips (she was relatively sure those weren't their actual last names, but that was the only thing anyone ever called them) were both definitely rock bottom in terms of desirability, but she had the feeling that dating either of them would drag her reputation down into the gutter too. This was about embarrassing her father, not her.

All of the other background nerds were essentially unapproachable, since she knew next to nothing about any of the other lower status students of Hatchetfield High. Although, wasn't one of them an arsonist? Definitely not.

This left, in Steph’s eyes, one candidate. One choice so crazy it just might work. Hatchetfield’s resident prude, none other than Grace Chasity.

Steph knew she looked like a creep staring down the hallway at Grace as she handed out flyers. She hadn't seen what any of the flyers had on them, but chances were it was a petition to cancel the very dance Steph was plotting about.

It might've been easier to march on down there, pick up an information pamphlet and join in on Grace's protest, but none of the Chasity family's holy crusades ever seemed to work, whether it be shutting down weed farms, boycotting diners, storming arcades, or stopping school dances. People tended to ignore them. Which was why what Steph was about to do would be so easy.

She slammed her locker shut and jammed her hands in the pockets of her trousers, Max Jägerman style. Unfortunately, women's jeans have considerably smaller pockets than letterman jackets, so she probably looked slightly awkward.

It definitely seemed to have the intended effect though, since people in the corridor shrunk away from her as she passed.

She knew getting Grace to agree to go through with her plan was a long shot, and Max might kick up a bit of a fuss, but Steph thought that out of everyone at the school, she might be the only one Grace would even consider dating. The girl was practically obsessed with her, after all.

“Hey, Chastity!” Steph shouted, getting her name wrong on purpose.

Grace’s face lit up, and she clutched her leaflets to her chest with one arm, throwing the other up to wave excitedly.

“Hi Steph! Do you want to help me hand out flyers before Biology?”

Steph desperately tried to make her smile look forced.

“As fun as that sounds, I'm actually here to ask a favour.”

Grace cocked her head to the side slightly, shifting her pamphlets to the other arm.

“It's not about the History homework is it? Steph, you know I won't help you cheat. We could do a study session in the library though! My parents might even let me stay out until 6pm!”

Ignoring both how enticing that offer sounded, and how sad the last comment was, Steph replied, “No, it's not about homework, I'll just cheat off of Spankoffski, it was actually about the dance–”

Grace looked scandalised, which Steph thought probably wasn't a good sign, but carried on anyway.

“– I don't have anyone to go with, and my dad is totally on my ass about it, so I wanted to know if you'd be chill with going with me, or, like, pretending to be my date, or something,”

Grace took a deep breath, and Steph braced herself for the verbal smackdown. Why did she think asking out the most puritanical seventeen year old on earth was a good idea?

“First of all, butt, Steph, not hmmm” –Grace hummed to avoid saying the profanity– “and secondly, I don't plan on going to this devil-worshipping sperm bank of a school party. It's a football party, Steph, a football party. We didn't even win! The Timberwolves wiped the floor with us!! And lastly, I will not ‘pretend to be your date’. We're seventeen, we shouldn't even be thinking about that stuff yet! Why would I even consider that?”

Steph really didn't want to resort to this, but her brain spit out a response before she'd had any say in the matter.

“If Max thinks you're a lesbian he'll stop trying to carry your books.”

If Steph knew what the five stages of grief actually were, she'd have assumed Grace was cycling through them now. Instead, she thought Grace looked like she'd gone from seeing a ghost, to being flustered beyond belief, to having eaten a wasp, to completely unreadable. Somehow that was the scariest one.

Grace bowed her head and avoided Steph's eyes while putting her papers in her backpack. After she'd checked they were all in there at least four times, Grace hoisted her backpack back on to her shoulder and took a deep breath.

“I- okay. Okay. Okay. I'll do it.”

It took everything in Steph not to hug Grace right there in the middle of the hallway. Instead, she shot Grace a singular finger gun and, in her best dirtbag boyfriend impression, turned around and yelled back “See you at the dance, hot stuff!”

Judging by the giggling around her, she knew Grace was probably bright red, and definitely going to kill her. Worth it.

[joeybaboo20]

Random Quotes from An Incorrect Quotes Generator (ft The 7 + Will & Nico)

Leo: I'm naturally funny because my life is a joke.

Jason: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything? Jason: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies. Piper: Socks are Feetie Heaties. Percy: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties. Will: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies. Leo: Stamps are Lickie Stickies. Frank: I hate you guys so much.

Nico: You spent all our money on THIS?? Will, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

Piper: Can we talk about that mass email you sent? Percy: Why? It was important. Piper: All it says is, "I'm back on my shit". Jason, shrugging: The people need to know.

Nico: We’re getting married, bitches! Will: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

the squad is at a dinner party but someone has been murdered Leo: You’re acting pretty carefree for someone who’s life’s at stake. Who’s to say you aren’t the killer? Will: It’s a murder, not a tax audit. I’ll be fine. Piper: What about Annabeth? Nobody ever suspects Annabeth! Annabeth: Well what about Hazel? They have a gun! Hazel: Leo has a knife. Leo: Yeah, for fun, not for murder! stabs Piper in the arm

Nico: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO- Hazel: It was me… Nico: …Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

OR

Will: WHOEVER CAUSED THIS MESS IS GOING TO- Nico: It was me… Will: …Is going to be forgiven because everyone deserves a second chance.

Percy: My head hurts. Annabeth: That’s your brain trying to comprehend its own stupidity.

Nico: Get in, loser, we’re committing vehicular manslaughter!

Nico: When you work at lush and a customer comes in and bites the soap because they think it’s cheese… this happens way more frequently than you think. Will: If you stopped literally presenting soap as deli food this wouldn't happen. Nico: Who goes into a bath store and thinks something covered in glitter is cheese? Annabeth: Who goes to the store and just takes a bite from the cheese?

Will: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why. Nico: Only if you also don't ask why. Nico: pulls four pristine human skulls out of their bag Will: … Will, grabbing a skull: This one will do.

Percy: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one. Nico: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

OR

Piper: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one. Will: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

Hazel: What’s up with Will? They’ve been laying on the floor for like….an hour now? Leo: They're just a little overwhelmed. Hazel: Why? Leo: Nico smiled at them.

Hazel: I can’t tell if you’re a genius or just incredibly arrogant. Leo: Well, on a good day, I’m both.

Percy: So are you gonna explain how the hell you crashed my car? Nico: Well we were driving and there was a deer in the road, so I said "Will, deer!" Percy: …And what did Will do? Nico: …They said "Yes, Honey?"

Piper: Nico… How do I begin to explain Nico? Frank: Nico is flawless. Percy: I hear their hair's insured for $10,000. Jason: I hear they do car commercials… in Japan. Leo: One time they punched me in the face… it was awesome.

OR

Percy: Annabeth… How do I begin to explain Annabeth? Frank: Annabeth is flawless. Piper: I hear their hair's insured for $10,000. Nico: I hear they do car commercials… in Japan. Will: One time they punched me in the face… it was awesome.

Nico: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool”. Nico: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.

Nico: Annabeth, you're my best friend. Annabeth: Best friend? BEST friend?! Bitch, I'm your only friend. Annabeth: I'M THE ONLY ONE CAPABLE OF TOLERATING YOUR DUMB ASS!

Jason: Nico is a little bitch. Hazel: Why? Jason: Number one, they're little. Number two, they're a bitch.

Leo: God has let me live another day and I'm going to make it everyone's problem.

Leo: I think it’s time I get my life in order. Percy, narrating: But they did not get their life in order. In fact, they got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

OR

Percy: I think it’s time I get my life in order. Leo, narrating: But they did not get their life in order. In fact, they got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

Leo: New year, same me. Because I'm perfect.

Annabeth, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK.

Percy: Piper and I are so close we even share a toothbrush. Piper: We what?

Leo: Frank, I screwed up, big time. Frank: Leo, given your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.

Will, jumping out of Nico's closet: BOO! Nico: Will: Nico: Will: makes a sad face Nico: Ahh! Oh my god! You scared me!

Percy: I just wanted to say that over the years, I have come to regard you as… people I met.

Percy: Are you busy? Nico: Yes. Percy: Cool, listen to this…

Will: I want a trip down memory lane. Hazel: proceeds to grab every warrior cats book they have and sets them in Will's lap Hazel: I heard you needed these? Will: YES! ALL OF THEM!

Will: If I were a drink, I'd be Cherry Vanilla Coke. If you were a drink, what would you be? Nico: Bleach. Percy: Sewage. Will: …Please calm down, edgelords.

Leo: I think I should be allowed on ghost hunter tv shows. Hazel: I think that would be dangerous for the ghosts.

Percy, in a horrible German accent: Bill Nye is on break, I'm Bill Nein. Leo: Can I go to the bathroom? Percy, in the same horrible German accent: Nein!

[jennrypan]

Im so--

Dick must be so INFURIATED and fucking sad?? Like everytime he tries to help and protect Jason or any of his siblings, it's wrong. But Bruce is constantly forgiven, no matter WHAT he does but yet his kids never see that same forgiveness from him??

They constantly have to put up with his behavior and they get nothing from it besides paranoia and more trauma, and they can't ever talk about it amongst themselves (cuz the writers won't let them.)

Like..imagine seeing your little brother, who's died..been hurt several times by your father and then. Said father basically lobotomizes him with a drug. ONLY FOR THAT BROTHER TO SAY "Eh it's fine now, we're cool" ID LOSE MY MIND!!!

I firmly believe Jason's only doing this cuz of that evil drug Bruce injected him with and he's not thinking rationally, and when he gets cured. He's high tailing it the fuck away from Bruce as fast as he can and Dick is gonna make SURE Bruce doesn't contact Jason for a while. Bruce needs to get benched for this specifically, for how long?? Idk until he's Alfred's age.

[starlightshadowsworld]

Percy: I don't get it. How is it that out of all of us, how are you so calm about this?! Camp Jupiter is destroyed, does that mean nothing to you?!

Jason: Would you have felt safe if Gabe was still here?

Percy:... What?

Jason: If your mum didn't have the Medusa head... Would you have felt safe to go back home?

You've killed monsters, you took down God's and Titans... Would you have felt safe to go back to him?

Percy: realisation Jase.. I'm so sorry I...I didn't realise.

Jason: I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have over stepped like that.

Percy: No, no you're right.. I wouldn't have felt safe going back... Even after everything. I just... I guess I can't imagine it with them. I mean Octavian was an asshole but...

Jason: Because they found you worthy. Worthy to be at Camp, worthy to replace me.

I went missing and no one even looked for me, and it doesn't suprise me.

Octavian was my friend and the moment I left he blackmailed people to get my title.

Percy: God's... guilt on his face.

Jason: softens I'm not mad Percy, not at you. I get it, I do, you were enough. It's just that for them, I never was. I never will be, and I've accepted that.

Percy: frowns Your enough for us. I'll grab Leo and Piper right now they'll agree. And I know the others will too.

Jason: Small smile Thank you. Looks down I do feel bad about not caring about it burning though. I'm a traitor to the people who raised me and I don't feel a thing.... What if I'm some kind of monster?

Percy: Your definetly the nicest monster I've ever encountered.

Jason: I'm serious.

Percy: So am I.

Jason: Anyone ever tell you that you're ridiculously stubborn.

Percy: Tons. And you're not a monster Jason. If you are than so are the rest of us.

And even if they ever rebuild, you don't have to do anything you don't want to. You can stay with us if that's where you feel safe.

Jason: suprised You'd want me to stay?

Percy: Grins You're not getting rid of us that easily.. And hey you can meet my mum.

Jason: smiles I'd like that.

Percy: And, for what it's worth I'm sorry. For getting mad, lashing out at you like that, not cool.

Jason: Your forgiven, after you apologise to Leo because none of that was his fault.

Percy: wince Yeah, got that.

Jason: Good, and thanks. But if I get to stay it's your cabin because the Zeus one has a statue and I just shudders.

Percy: laughs deal. We can dress it up like one of those gooses.

Jason: Every word you said has both terrified and confused me.

Percy: See we are friends.

Jason: smiles Yeah we are.

[pegunicent]

Things Fandoms do to you

So @misstrips and I have a nice little DC/Pokemon AU thing going with a splash of Vagrant Story and today as I was suffering the heat and welding together an after burner for a smaller sized crematory I had the thought of Jason, Roy and Sydney from that cross over ending up in Genshin Land.

You see the thing is Roy grew up in the Titans. The original Titans you know, with Dicky boy. And Short Pants was a feral monster with a smile that made you forget about the blood on his knuckles and the steel in his pixie toed boots. Roy was putting his arrows through people's joints before he could *roll* a joint, and he was there for all the stupid shit a bunch of teenagers with little parental oversight and way too much hero worship for their 'mentors' got into from orgies to war crimes to alien war crime orgies. He was there right at the start when they had to actually *vote* for the worst mentor in the League, before it became Ollie's official unofficial title for all time.

And he was there when Jason became Robin and the feral Dicky grew up and mellowed out and turned all that anger into a more positive 'I'm gonna big brother so hard Bruce chews his face off' direction, because what the Bats have is complicated and messy and a bit incestious at times but Bruce *started out* trying to be Dicky's big brother. Not his father. And then he *adopted* Jason. And none of the assholes ever sat down and actually talked about any of it.

But Jason was a good kid up until the whole thing in Africa. And now he's a feral monster of a vigilante and a half decent guy the rest of the time. Still an overly dramatic theater kid like, living undeadish proof that you can beat a kid to death with a crowbar and a bomb but you can't make him give up the *drama*.

Roy is an old hand with feral Gothamites though. He's got this. Between him and Lian they've got their gun loving muscle man on something of an even keel.

But then there's Sydney.

See Dick and Jay, they're feral. Domesticated species that went off the rails and have to be treated with care and respect until they remember that warm homes and hot baths and regular meals are all good things they can have. Sydney is wild. Sydney was never domesticated. Sydney has to be shown, and convinced, and reassured over and over that living inside walls is safe, that food he didn't gather himself isn't poison, that clothes are actually a requirement for dealing with humans. That humans are worth dealing with. Sydney will probably never *be* domesticated, but in a pinch and with some hard bribery he can fake it long enough for a pokemon tournament, or a trip through town, or even one time a visit to Lian's daycare.

And humans are just smart enough to look at Roy's wicked grin and Jason's bulging muscles and decide this is trouble they don't want to bother with most days, but Sydney tends to evade direct notice. He looks like a kid. He sounds like a kid. If you don't stare into pokemon crimson eyes and realize there's something completely inhuman staring back, you might be forgiven for accepting the evidence that Sydney is a kid.

Which is why when the three of them stumble out of the sudden wormhole in the woods, onto a perfectly picturesque dirt roadway leading to a city straight out of one of Lian's story books, Jason curses and Roy sighs. Because Roy was a Titan and this isn't his first alternate dimension, and Jason's been worse places. They aren't that troubled.

Until the guy with the huge sword and his friend in the eye patch give them the usual once over, stop at Sydney staring at a glowing little roadside statue, and all the alarm bells start ringing. Because they look at Sydney the way people who haven't seen the kid 'squish' Cypher agents, but have heard the horror stories and maybe helped clean up the residues do.

And *that* makes Roy want more explosive arrows.

[jojo0039]

Fox River - Slight of Hand Part 2

Trish makes her way through the crowd.

She is on a mission.

She spots the vice president, who was also one of her close friends.

 "Caroline, can I have a word?" she rudely asks as she watches her oldest friend walk down the stairs of the gazebo to stand in front of her. 

"Trisha." she greets, giving her a hug. 

"Yes, of course, come with me." she demands, leading her over to a secluded area.

 "What do you have to talk about? I'm on a tight schedule." she asks Trish.

 Trish laughs at her humorlessly.

She takes her sunglasses off to look at her. 

"How long have we been friends?" Trish asks her.

 "A long time Trish. What's this about?" Caroline questions getting frustrated. 

Trish steps closer to her.

 "I have helped you get where you are today. Then you go and get both of my sisters hurt. I can tolerate a lot, but not when you mess with my family." she says to her in a low, threatening tone.

 "If I'm not mistaken you were the one who offered to use Lincoln Burrows as the fall guy knowing damn well that your sister would be crushed. So don't come yelling at me when she decided she wants to play detective." Caroline replies getting closer to her. 

"You know damn well calling the company was a bad move on your part." Trish says, putting her sunglasses back on.

 "If anything happens to them I'm coming after you."

She turns to walk away but stops and faces her again.

 "Oh, and another thing...I am the company." she threatens before walking away.

      Jessica grabs an extra blanket out of the closet and quietly covers LJ up with it, who is sleeping on the couch.

She silently walks back over to Veronica, placing a cup of coffee down in front of her sister.

 "Still at it?" she asks sitting down next to her.

 "Yes. There will be a slip-up somewhere in these files, and I will find it." she types furiously on the computer. 

"I am not going to let Lincoln die." Veronica says, looking at her sister. 

"When we find out who really did this and all of this is over....are you going to give him another chance?" Veronica asks her.

 Unknowing to them LJ is awake and listening to what Jessica has to say.

Jessica is caught off guard by that question.

 She shrugs slightly. 

"I love him we both know that. I miss him a lot. LJ was right to blame me. I blame myself." Jessica confesses to Veronica. 

"If I had given him and you a chance to explain and all was forgiven, maybe he wouldn't be in that garage that night." she feels herself start to cry.

 "But it hurt so bad because I loved him so much."

She stops to wipe her tears away. 

"I was afraid he didn't love me anymore and was going to leave. That's why I decided I was going to be the stronger person. But ever since that time in the prison, I can't stop thinking about him." Veronica looks at her in confusion.

 "What time?" she asks curiously. 

Jessica smiles nervously and blushes lightly.

 "We were arguing and the next thing I know we're ripping each other's clothes off." she tells her sister.

Veronica's eyes go wide in surprise.

"Jessica! You didn't!" Veronica teases, laughing. 

LJ makes a face of disgust and puts his headphones back in.

 "I love that man. I need to end things with Jason. He's a sweet guy but I just don't feel the same way about him as he does me." Jessica finally says to Veronica. 

She looks at her with an about-time look. 

"Finally, you realize." she says to Jess with a smile.

                                 ***LINCOLN'S POV***        Lincoln is lying on his cot, looking over the message that LJ left for him. 

'I'm with Jessica. I'm safe. I love you' 

He keeps thinking about all the times that the three of them were together.

+++ Lincoln is standing in the kitchen with a four-year-old LJ sitting at the table.

 "Do you want juice?" he asks LJ as he is starting the breakfast.

 "I love breakfast. Why can't we have breakfast every day?" LJ asks.

 "Should have breakfast every day." he agrees with him with a smile pouring the juice for his son. 

Jessica walks into the kitchen. 

"Morning, my two favorite boys." she greets happily, giving LJ a hug and a kiss on the cheek. 

She walks over, wraps her arms around Lincoln, and gives him a kiss on the lips. 

He smiles into the kiss, keeping it innocent because LJ is in the room.

 "Good morning husband." she says to him with a smile that lights up her eyes. 

He hugs her tighter to him. 

"Good morning, my wife." he speaks back with a smile. 

"Why can't I have breakfast every day with you and Jess?" LJ questions them.

 He pulls away from Jessica. 

"Well I wish you could. But you live with your mom. Nothing would make me happier than having breakfast with you everyday." 

Lincoln says sitting down in the other chair that isn't occupied.

 "You are a very lucky boy. Your mom loves you very much, and I also love you very much. And you got Jess's love as well that is a very special thing." he says, looking at Jess and winking at her.

 She smiles back at him. 

"How about every Sunday we all have breakfast together, just the three of us. It'll be our own special day." Jessica says, hugging LJ, who was smiling brightly. 

"Now, a little bit or a handful?" he asks LJ.

 "Handful!" LJ exclaims, smiling brightly Lincoln gets up grabs a handful of blueberries, and puts them in the pancakes.

 He looks back and smiles at Jessica and LJ sitting together, laughing about something. 

He is the luckiest guy in the world.+++

        He breaks from the memory and sighs sadly.

He pulls a picture from under his pillow of him and Jessica.

They had just started dating, and it was their first picture taken together as a couple.

He smiles sadly at it.

He is afraid he is never going to have that again.

He hopes that if Michael's plan works, he can finally be with both LJ and Jessica again.

[aceofshitposts]

for prompts— jaytim + snowed in?

thank you for enabling me to do a thing i've been thinking of doing :p stray tim + red hood jason also... a loose interpretation of "snowed in" lmao

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The thing nobody ever seems capable of accounting for when the winter chill begins settling over Gotham is that Mr Freeze will, inevitably, freeze some part of Gotham solid.

Unfortunately for Jason, he's happened to have pissed off good ol' Victor this time around.

Even more unfortunate: Jason is currently trapped inside a warehouse office with a very cold, pissed off cat.

It's Stray's first winter in Gotham, as far as Jason knows, which means he was massively unprepared to be caught in the middle of a feud between Red Hood and Mr Freeze.

"You can't just give him what he wants?" Stray asks through chattering teeth, hands tucked into his armpits.

"Nope," Jason replies deliberately popping the p. Technically speaking, Victor has all the help he needs in Arkham with his research being funding by a "Mysterious Benefactor." It's one of the few things Jason will agree with Bruce on, it's just around the holidays Victor always seems to get a shade desperate.

"Great," Stray declares, plopping himself on the floor, wisely staying away from the walls. "If I freeze to death here I'm going to haunt you."

Jason is also feeling the chill but he's been through this before (and even in scaley green underwear) so without a second though Jason shucks his leather jacket and drapes it over Stray's shivering shoulders.

"There, now you can't say I've never done you any favours."

Stray looks startled for just a moment before recovering, pulling the jacket tighter around him. "And they say chivalry is dead. Or are you expecting me to give you the Black Mask intel for free? Because it's going to take a lot more than your old jacket to warm me up enough for that."

Even through violent shivers and chattering teeth Stray manages to send Jason a look that's downright lecherous. Jason knows better than to take that to mean he's forgiven for getting Stray trapped in this mess in the first place but it's something.

"This isn't what I meant," Stray says ten minutes later, although he makes no effort to move. Jason has Stray in his lap, back pressed against his chest and Jason's jacket zipped around both of them, the poor thing stretched to its limits.

"But are you warm?"

Stray grumbles but doesn't answer, instead shimmying himself into what he must think is a more comfortable position and settling there.

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Skins Rewatch - Chris

Is this when Chris has an erection for like 24 hours? Which is priapism and would HURT? Just ask Jason. Or is that series 2?

Him trying to go to piss with a boner is SO gross, lmao

And do we ever get into why his mother abandoned him? Is it because of the condition he didn't have until series 2 and ruined my life with?

15 hours, my bad.

Sid is ridiculous. I can't believe it takes him so long to just look at Cassie as a romantic prospect. I mean, I can, he's a 16 year old boy. But seriously. You deserve that vomit in your lap.

LOL Chris talking to this child about rolling paper is FUNNY, what's his face in Euphoria was just supposed to be shocking.

Angie showing up to her teenage student's party is ridiculous, YOU'RE A GROWN WOMAN, ANGIE.

Angie, you know Chris, you know your students, WHAT made you think it would be THIS kind of party

9. And Chris is just so sincere and vulnerable and honest but also very Chris at the same time.

I love it. Angie should also be in prison.

10. A sweet moment being ruined by the boner taped to his stomach is just ... SO skins.

11. Like Tony is emotionally abusive, objectively I get that, and obviously that's shitty, I just never feel sorry for Michelle.

12. They're also way too comfortable fucking in each other's beds, lmao.

13. "Your eyes are supposed to fucking blur too!" then WHY are you WITH HIM? He doesn't even make you come! Like???

14. I think that's something teen shows in general don't do well enough where there's this horrible relationship and one person always stays when it's clearly horrible but they don't show the reason why they would stay, they don't show the highs of the relationship. Like I forget which episode it is where Michelle is dancing with Sid and it looks like it's finally going to happen and Tony gave Sid his blessing but at the last minute he changes his mind and cuts in between Sid and Michelle and Michelle just melds into Tony and all is forgiven. WHY? Because even though Tony is supposed to be hot, he doesn't actually seem to be popular in their own school, he's popular in the posh all girls college but, like, that's it?? And it was the same thing with Nathan and Peyton, I was like WHY are you two together in the first place, there was one episode when they were hanging out when he was with Haley where I was like ok I can sort of see why you two would've been together beforehand but I needed to see more of that IN relationship so Peyton just doesn't seem like a doormat. NUANCE.

15. CHRIS AND JAL

my heart.

16. Sid and Cassie

are this

17. And again when Chris realizes that his mother really is gone and Tony verbalizes that and Chris switches the conversation to about how his boner has gone down it's noticeably poignant

because the rest of the episode has been absurd

18. And again friendship, they're not afraid to touch, they're close together and they're just watching bullshit on TV while Anwar goes on about fucking older women.

19. Also Chris' mom abandoned him and only left him 1,000 pounds?

20. And I like that the dynamics can be switched up and it makes sense for what they're doing like Sid and Chris being together while Chris is trying to schlep around his damaged electronics to sell makes sense because Sid is that friend who would do the schleping for you.

21. And of course a dog would piss on Sid's leg because he's Sid and of course Chris would be irresponsible and choose getting 20 quid in pills and not cash because he's Chris and also because he's trying to disassociate and you know what, I DON'T NEED A VOICEOVER TO TELL ME THIS.

22. The devolution of his house is also very Jesse Pinkman BrBa although this actually came first.

23. I think I missed the fact that he tries to wipe off the "Fuck Your Mum" graffiti on his wall, which again SUPER poignant without it bashing our heads in it.

24. Seeing a bit of Chris' balls when he drags out the dude sleeping in his shower is just some realism I didn't need.

25. I like how no one on the street thinks it's weird that Chris is completely naked.

26. SHE GAVE HIM A BLANKET? Every school has extra gym clothes, come ON angie.

27. "What are you going to do?" Angie, you need to call someone.

28. And again the friends all act the way their characters they would. Michelle and Cassie get him clothes

of course Tony tries to help by being a COMPLETE. ASSHOLE. But he's ACTUALLY trying to be a friend he's just a sociopath

and of course Jal would be indignant

and be the one who goes with Chris to actually see his dad

because that's who they are.

29. Ah, his mother has mental health issues? "Take another turn".

30.

i LOVE how there's groundwork for them even before they were a them.

31. And then he DROPS the baby. I remember the first time I saw that..

32. And him being vulnerable with Jal in a way he can't with others, I like it because it does lend into how they get together in series 2 but it's also because Jal is that friend you can be vulnerable with

33. And Tony knowing which tops show Jal's nipples is just SO Tony

34. So is him seeing Sid stare at Michelle's boobs and then telling him he better not be jerking off, and it's also very teen boy friendship

35. Remember that time Cassie tried to commit suicide because Sid wouldn't go on a date with her.

36. These two are going to rip out my heart in series 2

37. Chris drinking from the fish cup is always gross.

[fiftyshadesgrl]

I almost do part 11

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Masterlist here<<<<

Part 11

Jason's pov

Her words set my blood on fire and my heart felt it was going to burst from my chest. All I could do was stare at her with my mouth open like an idiot, there was so many things I wanted to say but the words failed to come out. I huffed out a few breaths trying to get my wits about me but God, how could I do that when she just confessed she still loved me. Her brows went together and a frown appeared on her face at my silence, "I'm, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have..." She stuttered as she looked back at the phone screen.

I stood suddenly surprising her and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. I felt her deep intake of breath as I ran my hand across her cheek, my fingers traced her lips after I pulled away slowly from her being careful when I got to place where her lip was stitched together. I smiled down at her, my heart was soaring when I saw the life and fire come back in her eyes. "I have always wanted you y/n, always have and always will. It's my fault that you thought differently and I'm so sorry for that."

Even though her face was still bruised and swollen slightly she was still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. The smile that replaced the earlier frown made tears spring to my eyes. I felt her hand move to the back of my neck, pulling me gently back down so our lips connected again. When she pulled away I rested my forehead on hers, "forgiven." Her words were but a whisper across my lips, I felt like a thousand pounds of weight had lifted from my heart knowing she had forgave me.

Before either of us could say anything my phone began vibrating against the Styrofoam container where it was propped up. I growled and both of our attention went to the screen showing it was the police station calling. "I have to get that." I pressed a swift kiss to her lips as she nodded, I grabbed the phone and walked out her door to the hallway.

"Hello?" I husked out.

"Mr. Momoa?" A raspy male voice sounded from the other end.

"Yeah?"

"This is detective Saint, I have some new information about Luke evans, can you come into the station today sometime?" The detective sounded weary.

"Can't you tell me over the phone? I can't leave y/n."

Detective Saint sighed on the other end of the line, "I like to do things face to face but I suppose we can converse over the phone this time."

A wave of relief washed over me knowing I wouldn't have to leave her, but my nerves were on edge waiting on the news about Luke. "So, whats the news."

He cleared his throat, "the body we recovered from Mr Evans and Ms y/l/n's home was not Mr Evans himself."

"Then who was it?"

"It seems that it was their elderly neighbor, Mr. Jenkins. The coroner suspects foul play, so this case has moved to homicide."

The hairs on the back of my neck rose and everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. "Do you know where he is?"

"We haven't been able to locate Mr Evans yet but we are doing everything we can to find him. Is Ms. Y/l/n improving?"

I nodded then remembered he couldn't see me, "shes awake and on the mend."

"Well that's great news. I need to speak with her as soon as possible."

I sighed this time and rubbed my tired eyes, feeling the strain of everything that has happened. "I'll ask her and see if she's up for visitors. I'll call you back and let you know." I leaned against the wall outside of y/n's room, "do you have any other information?"

A shuffle sounded on the other end of the line then the detective cleared his throat again. "That's all I have for the moment, please let me know when will be the best time to speak to Ms. Y/l/n."

"Will do, thanks detective." The line cut off, my head thumped back against the wall with my thoughts racing. How in the hell am I going to tell y/n all that detective Saint had told him. He didnt want to stress her out any more than she already was, she didnt need that but if she talked to the detective then he would tell her. No, if she was gonna hear it from anyone it would be me. I took a steady deep breath then walked back into her room.

Her head was laid back on her pillow, eyes closed and her breathing steady and slow. I smiled to myself thankful that she was able to fall asleep without the medicine they have been giving her for sleep. I carefully wheeled the tray away from her bed and put the food boxes on the tray before sitting back down in the chair beside her bed. They had wheeled me a cot in here but I didnt want to sleep to sound in case she needed me during the night, so I chose the chair. I pulled the blankets up over her body until she was covered from her breasts all the way down. My eyes were heavy and it didn't take long for me to doze off.

Y/ns pov

I stood inside mine and Luke's living room, the afternoon light shining beautifully through the picture window showing the little specks of dust floating through the air. Fear crept up from my toes all the way to my head, my heart beat loudly it seemed as I could hear it echo off the walls. Only one word came to mind as I looked around the familiar room that held so many horrible memories, escape.

I heard heavy booted footsteps coming from the stairs. My breathing hitched as I tried to turn to the front door and run but my feet wouldn't move. I tried with all the strength I had in my body but I couldn't will them to move. He was close, a few more steps and he would find me here and this time I would never get away. One, two, three, four, then the footfalls stopped, all I could do was breathe and stare at the entranceway. Waiting for Luke to turn the corner and spot me.

Someone walked around the corner but it wasn't Luke, it was jason. I could've collapsed on the spot when I seen him, he smiled widely at me and outstretched his hand beckoning me to take it. I tried but I couldn't move, I opened my mouth to tell him but I had no voice. My eyes drifted past jason to the small movement in the background, it was Luke. He stood there smiling wickedly and unbeknownst to Jason, he was pointing a gun right at the back of Jason's head.

I tried to motion to Jason, tried to scream to warn him of the danger but all I could do was stand there. I loud shot rang through the house, I felt the spray of blood and little particles of brain matter hit my face before Jason's body fell limply to the floor at my feet. I stared at the blood running from the hole in his head and watched in horror as it started pooling around my bare feet.

"Why did you make do it?"  Luke whispered in a soft voice right in front of me. He ran a finger across my cheek smearing Jason's blood as he did so. I tried to fight, do something, anything to Luke but again I stood still. He raised the gun and pointed it right between my eyes, I swallowed the lump in my throat growing bigger as I tasted the metallic taste of Jason's blood. "I'll see you soon." Luke smiled again then pulled the trigger.

I sat straight up, gasping for air. Jason was there in an instant, I felt his hands on my shoulders and with instinct I jerked away from him. He held up his hands in a surrendering motion, "hey, baby, it's okay. It's me." I looked wildly around the room confused, the images from my nightmare still lingering and seemingly meshing with the room I was in now. Someone came rushing through the door towards me.

"No! No don't touch me!" I screamed as I lashed out at the person. It was Luke dressed in scrubs, fight or flight instincts kicked in and I chose fight. I landed a solid right hook to his jaw but then I felt strong arms holding me down. Jason's face appeared on my left, he looked worried and upset, why wasn't he doing anything to stop Luke. "Jason! Help me!" I cried out.

"I'm right here baby. You need to calm down, you're gonna hurt yourself." His voice was firm but I could still hear it tremble.

Luke appeared on my right side again, he wiped his nose that now trickled blood. I couldnt help but smile. "Dont touch me you son of a bitch!" I yelled again trying to thrash out once more to inflict more damage but Jason's hold was to strong. "Jason he's right here. Do something! Help me!"

"Who's here?" He grunted as he restrained me.

"Are you fucking blind!? Luke's here!"

I saw jason look up with concern in his eyes at Luke who stood there staring back at him. His eyes moved down to mine again, "he's not here sweetheart. That's the nurse."

"No! It's him!" Another pair of hands grabbed my legs and held them down as I began kicking out trying to get free. I felt a sharp stick in my arm, I whipped my head around to see Luke's hand wrapped around a syringe that was in my arm. I felt a heaviness come over me and I was losing the will and strength to fight. It was just like my nightmare, I couldn't move. My eyes began to droop as everything began to blur. "Ja-jason. Help, help me." I don't know if I said the words out loud or not but before my eyes closed I saw the tears in his eyes and the pain there as well.

Jason's pov

Y/n finally relaxed in my arms and her breathing returned to normal. It took a total of three nurses plus myself to properly restrain y/n until they could give her a sedative. The one female nurse who had been knocked on her ass by the hard blow that y/n had gave her sported a bloody nose and will probably have a nasty bruise on her cheek in a few hours. The other two male nurses rushed to her but she insisted she was fine. "What the hell?" I whispered to either one of the nurses who could and would answer me.

"She must be suffering from PTSD, post traumatic stress disorder. Don't quote me on it until Dr. Reed can confirm it. What was she doing at the time of the episode?"

"She was sleeping, then she shot straight up like she couldn't breathe and, well you know the rest." I said as I slumped back down in the chair.

"I see." The female nurse grabbed y/ns chart and wrote down something. "Dr. Reed will be in first thing in the morning, she should still be out from the sedative by then. He can give you the run down of everything."

I huffed out a breath, "thanks." The nurses checked her stitches to make sure they hadn't busted loose then left soon after that, I was left with silence and my racing thoughts. I had never seen y/n so afraid before and I had never felt so helpless. Hearing her call out for me and begging for me to help her against someone who wasn't even there. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration, I wished I could take all her pain and put it on me.

I checked my phone and it was after four in the morning, I was tired but there was no way I could go back to sleep. Even though the nurses said she would be out for a while I still wanted to be awake in case y/n woke in a panic again.

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[liedownquisition]

Okay I haven't slept much and spent most of my attempts to rest thinking about this and while, again, I'm not planning to write up like a whole plot fix or anything, I'm thinking about why I would keep the aforementioned elements from the original and how they would mesh together narratively/thematically:

First of all: Loss of Identity. This is a pretty obvious one to tie the three together in this. Jason's loss of identity brought about by his death/rebirth that's left unreconciled, the loss of part of Roy's identity (being Lian's father), and the loss of identity that comes with amnesia. Now, the third prong could be filled by any character, really, but I do think it works better by having the connection from their pasts, no matter how loose. And frankly, comes down to "well they're not using x anywhere else right now anyways"

Agency & estrangement: Kori obvs would be starting off on a more involuntary estrangement in this case because she doesn't remember who she's estranged from-- Or maybe who's estranged from her? However you wanna put it. Roy's is pretty much entirely voluntary because he can pretty much go back any time, & would probably be called an ass but be forgiven for it being a bad reaction to grief. Jason's somewhere in the middle where yeah it's very very deliberate but there's a bit of "You can't go back" not because of the shit he's done, lmao, that falls under the "deliberate" part, but more because of how foreign & unfamiliar it's become back in Gotham. & again you see where the agency plays in on this part? Kori chooses not to seek answers elsewhere (maybe wonders how much she wants them? A lingering fear of the risk? What even caused her amnesia anyways I don't remember if we ever got an answer to that. hmmm could add that as a subplot to explore), Roy has almost definitely been having to actively dodge people coming after him, ect. and these are active choices they're making.

Agency cont.: yeah, I'm not done wit this one. I really want an emphasis on like, how their choices led to this. They're choosing to continue to work together - even Jason, who is pretending to be reluctant in that "I fed them and now they won't leave" kind of way. I know I'm biased bcs narratives that tend to focus on shit like free will and agency are my favorite but It really should be a major focus of each having individual arcs. What do THEY want, how do THEY plan to face the consequences, how do THEIR choices affect themselves and others--- and how do the choices of OTHERS affect them/their choices/ect?

The plot I think already has some basis in this but it's all about treating it with proper narrative weight and giving all three characters a fair stake in it. Even if you maintained Jason as the driving force you can just dovetail the other arcs into it like... easily. If you're a competent writer at least.

Relatedly: please comic author's stop exchanging Roy's addiction for other addictions. I've seen a decent argument for "updating" it to reflect "modern" concerns but it's not like heroin... isn't still a problem??? Fuck, if you're going to "update" it I feel like Meth's a lot more relevant/anagalous than alcoholism (which is explored with other characters anyways) and prescription painkillers (which begs the question if how it's "only" him).

One thing that frustrates me sometimes is that the premise of the original RHATO team joining up together would not... take a lot to be made into something actually decent. Respect for the characters, really. Keep Kori's amnesia, keep Roy's isolation, but nudge the script a little:

Jason is vaguely familiar to Kori, because canonically they DID meet at least once when he was Robin (ignoring n52's everything tbh, the continuity still confuses me sometimes esp when some writers couldnt decide whether ot not 52 was a reboot or if they were going to keep referencing prior shit), but she doesn't remember, just has vague vibes and maybe he can help her with that if they knew each other? And Jason could try to help with what he can but he barely knew her, really. He's agonized bcs the only person he knows who might maybe help is Dick and he's Very Deliberately Estranged from the Bats.

Enter a tip from Talia. Maybe Jason reached out asking about the Titans, maybe she knows where he is and came to the conclusion that interacting with non-Bat heroes that he had a decently positive relationship before his death would be beneficial to him.

Roy's been off-grid since some time after Lian's death, pushing away everyone and deliberately running headfirst into things that could kill him. They're planning to televise his execution, but don't want to risk him getting rescued before that, but they can't hide from her spies. It solves a lot of problems then, doesn't it? Jason and Kori rescue him and he can help her with her memories and/or get her back in touch with the rest of their old team to help and Jason doesn't have to deal with any Bats himself.

But then they don't leave.

Kori's pretty content as she is, with people who know and have been helping her. Her memory loss isn't exactly life-threatening or anything and she's not in any hurry. Roy took one look at the two of them and came to the conclusion that he could help here, help both of them, and they won't judge him for what he's done or try to force him to reconnect with anyone before he was ready to face them/reality (if ever).

And Jason? Jason's a wounded animal snapping at anyone and anything that tries to come too close and covering up his own issues by fucking with shitty ppl & ruining their day. It's a bit of a challenge to make him chill out, but neither of the other two are afraid of that and he's already done all this to help them so why not return the favor?

Jason's the "leader", not because he's more qualified to lead a team but because he needs the feeling of being in control. There's only three of them and there's enough power & experience between them to compensate if anything goes off the rails & Roy's fluent enough in Bat from all his history with Dick to nudge Jason a little to the left if he has to. It's halfway between babysitting and a vacation.

(Amusingly this gave me the mental image of Roy & Kori in beach gear slurping colorful mocktails and Jason running around on an adult-sized child leash.)

You could even keep Roy/Kori, build it up slightly more, ect., ect. Just make it an actual relationship & not turning Kori into a sex doll lmao. I mean they were friends! Even without Dick they were friends with Each Other! & sometimes friendships can get sexual or turn into relationships!

None of this fixes like the racism & such in a bunch of the plot but that's a speech for whole different post I think, and I'm honestly not sure if I've got the chops to redesign all that. At the very least, it would be too big of a distraction from everything else I'm already easily distracted from working on lmao.

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Triple Threat Workshop Goes Down Home with Bright Star at the Landis Theatre in Vineland, NJ

By Ricky and Dana Young-Howze

Very rarely do I see a show that's as crisp as a summer apple and as cool as clear spring water but I got it last night with Bright Star at the Landis Theatre. This musical with music, book and story by banjo legend Steve Martin and Edie Brickell was directed by John T. Stephan and Caitlin Geisser and really is a must see.

Follow a country ballad based on heartbreak and woe as you hear the story of April Lindley, a magazine editor in the 40's who is serious and makes writers shake in their boots. But then one day a new writer comes across her desk and she just can't place why he intrigues her. What follows is her journey through the past to weave a story of love, loss, betrayal, and reunion. Bring your tissues because if you haven't had a good cry in a while you're about due for an appointment with this tear jerker.

So when the lights come up you see a bare stage with actors surrounding the stage adorned with a desolate set and props. You can even see the bare walls of the stage in the back. The desolate staging is just as desolate as the play. I don't know how to say it better but it looks like a dramatic grenade went off in the beginning and everyone on there is just human shrapnel.

Now they say too many cooks spoil the soup but direction by Caitlin Geisser and John T. Stephen seem to have a synergy going with this one. They also say that a director that casts themself in a play has just been cast by an idiot director but I actually enjoyed Geisser's performance. Stephan's choreography is always on pointe but I feel like the ambitious staging got in the way of the choreography with scenes getting too crowded to make the picture "print" in my head. Dana was begging for just one moment of emptiness on stage and I agree that a the loss of about six ensemble members in emotionally gripping scenes would not have been horrible.

We're only being tougher on them because we love them and they always give a polished and professional performance. They are always so close to perfect it kills me. All in all they crafted a show together that really...what's the word...soothed me. I've seen too many shows with big orchestras, huge special effects, and the works. This was like a glass of cool water.

Okay a few notes from this show that only a Southern boy from TN can give. Please imagine me saying this in my former southern accent. Thank you for not including a live orchestra. I'm a banjo snob and would have been critiquing clawhammer technique more than the show. The cast made a valiant attempt at a southern accent and while it did "drop" me into the setting of the show I would have forgiven them for dropping it sometimes in order to sing clearly. Also I've been all over North Carolina and never met a snazzier group of people or cleaner set. It needs more dirt and soot to make it authentic. Y'all wuz purtier den the purtiest peach that ever wuz grown.

Okay there were so many good actors in this show I had to add an extra to each of my categories!

April Lindley (played by Alice Murphy) had the hardest job. She had to carry the plot in two different time periods and be effectively two different people in each time period while still letting the audience know they were the same person.

It was hard to find anything to say about Jimmy Ray Dobbs (played by Andrew Jarema) because I've seen him many times before and he always delivers a solid performance. I was desperately trying not to say something like "he's good but that's Andrew for you" but we'll there I said it. A great performance from a great actor and he does look a little bit like Rich Curcio's son so now I'll never be able to get that out of my head.

Billy Cane (played by Dakota Mullins) seemed a bit stiff at first and I didn't know if it was opening night energy or a character choice. By the time he had gotten to the Southern Journal he had loosened up a bit and I could really get into his performance.

I have one thing to say about Margo Crawford (played by Alexa St. Clair) and that is more stage time please! She was so funny and clean in her performance. I couldn't ask for more from a Broadway Starlet!

Like I said I had three supporting standouts. There were just so many to choose from.

Darryl Ames (played by Dylan Glick) made me guffaw so much! I never saw a character more happy to be the bearer of bad news and Glick delivers it in style.

Dana had to actually point out that the dry speaking buttoned up assistant to the mayor was actually one of our favorites Jason Smith. I honestly couldn't recognize him and his acting was so good I still swear it wasn't him. Kudos Jason for blending in so well...if it was really you.

Shannon Sheridan who played Momma Murphy was really a favorite of Dana's. She had such a quick and smooth delivery and I could tell that she had some serious acting chops.

And of course here are my background shoutouts.

Whenever I'm watching a play in Cumberland County I kinda just look around and see what John Rattacasa is doing. He's kind of like a lucky charm in actor form. And then there's nothing like catching him belting in the moment. He really brings the noise!

A big shout-out to my favorite twins Amanda Ellis and Julianna Giordano! Glad to see them cutting a rug in style!

I have to give a nod to music direction by Shannon Sheridan for getting our cast to deliver one rip snorter of a time. Makes me wish I had my banjo or a set of spoons handy to scrub one off with them like we were on Grandpa's back porch.

Also costume design by Sheridan was right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. I could have wished for a little dirt or fatiguing on stuff that was supposed to be dirty but that's just me being picky.

I swear that set design by Martin Geisser recreated the skeletal clapboard ruins you see all over the trainline from DC to Winston-Salem. I was a little worried when I saw the main rolling set piece wobble as it was moved. It may not look good sometimes but extra bracing for the safety of the actors can never be skimped on. Otherwise this was one of the greater sets I've seen.

There was a lot of intricate sound in this show so sound design by Stephen Seserko was really appreciated. The best sound design is the one you notice without noticing and I think he hovered really closely to that mark. Good job!

Well I'm kinda tired of saying that John Rattacasa is the best wig and makeup man in New Jersey. I'm tired of saying it but it doesn't look like he's going to stop anytime soon. So I still have to. If there's a set of Rattacasa locks on those heads they're the best in South Jersey.

All in all this little show was a delight to my old southern ears. And what I love about a Cumberland County show is that they keep everything just as down home as this play. When I get here there's always someone to hug me and Dana's neck and if they held an ice cream social out back after every show I wouldn't be surprised. When Dana and I are in Cumberland we feel like we're amongst family but that family is giving you a killer professional show that rivals Philly or the rest of Jersey. That's just the Cumberland way. This show runs twice more. Get on out there and meet your new family!

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So wait.... In the celestial exile au, Jason is supposed to have a rival (for Cela's affection?) And I just- that's impossible, like who can even compare??? I literally cannot see Cela with anyone else??? If I ever did see it it would be cursed- we all know Michael isn't the "rival" cause he's just a friend, so who can ever do that?? In kotor2 and 1 I just don't see anyone who could possibly be a rival for Jason?? Also I was thinking about Lianne and how she probably has an on going rivalry with Visas (who is also probably a teen and goes to the same school???) And that was hilarious for me

Sorry for rambling- I get carried away sometimes, so .... Who is gonna be the rival?? Do you have any ideas? Maybe an oc in that role would do better? Idk-

i'm glad jason seems like the only one for cel haha bc it’s what i’ve hopefully built them up to! and bc of that, a rival doesn't actually exist, it's just jason seeing competition where there is none. like the scene after he realizes he loves cel, he looks out to find cel talking to one if her angel acquaintances, and the acquaintance is decently hot so he's like, damn it! i can't even be the hot one in her life?? it's the only advantage i have left

bc really he thinks he has nothing else that cel would like him for. he's lied to her, betrayed her, caused a lot of trouble for her... and even if she'd outright forgiven him for it when he explained everything, he wouldn't have accepted her forgiveness. he knew what he was doing every step of the way, even if he didn't know completely what he was doing it in service of, and he thinks that if he were a better person he just wouldn't have been in that position in the first place

also... he's a failed demon. from his pov he's literally worth nothing to anyone anymore. all he's good at is causing pain, and now that he's refused to keep doing it, he's just Some Guy stuck on earth who doesn't know what to do with himself anymore